#they seem to match vibes and i like that

[f1-birb]

makes me laugh how many people were calling lando a shit teammate and assuming oscar would hate him before they had even met for the first time

oscar is looking at him like he hung the stars in the sky 90% of their interactions, they're laughing together, seem to get along just fine. like this is not meant to shit on dando in any way but lando and oscar have already had a smoother start than dando did, something tells me they don't despise each other like everyone wanted. (i mean shit could go down if mclaren ever develop a truly, consistently competitive car but people need to realize their best hope this year is maybe mclaren improving to at least solid midfield)

Never once have I personally seen anyone who was teammates with Lando have anything bad to say about him 🤷‍♀️ Jake Hughes said on a podcast once when they were talking to Max F that Lando was a "good lad" even though they were only teammates for like two races

Lando's still got friends from his karting days, he and Carlos were great teammates and are clearly still very good friends, and yes it was a rocky start with Daniel but by the end they seemed to be very good mates too

Part of the problem with the start of dando was all the hype because of their individual personalities, plus the slightly too bitey jokes at the end of Daniel's time at Renault plus the unfortunate portion of Dan's fanbase who take things too far and flooded spaces with comments about Daniel destroying Lando and sending him to FE... except none of that happened in 21, definitely didn't happen in 22, but despite all the other negativity surrounding McLaren and the season last year, dando was strong

My favouritest part is that there's an interview from the F1 post-race live show in Australia 22 where Oscar's there too and he's already got the heart eyes brewing - it doesn't surprise me now he's spent more time with Lando that the gremlin charm has taken hold

The other thing I've been made aware of is that Oscar has also pretty much always had solid and good relationships with his teammates, and I get the vibe the two of them are quite similar so that could also be why - either way despite the not so stellar first race result I'm really looking forward to seeing more of the two of them this season

[vaguely-concerned]

there are a lot of daddy issues to go around on DS9 in general, but odo, bashir and garak are really in their own special little fucked up 'what am I but wrought in my father's image' club

[juustozzi]

inazuma eleven: victory road of puppies

(because I'm a canine artist deep in the core and assigning breeds is fun. can you guess them all?)

[moonlightblueandicegrey]

I have to admit something...

I don't like lava.

Here. I said it. I don't like it.

I never did.

AND

I dislike Kailor and Jaya as well.

[seagull-scribbles]

Some fresh air

[allfortzu]

it's so sweet (you make me dizzy)

-- jihyo / tzuyu. 2.19k, smut ; first times // MEN DNI.

when has jihyo ever turned tzuyu down?

tzuyu has never been one to ask for help — she’s too shy, too quiet, and she doesn’t know how. 

especially not for something so sinful. 

yet here she is, in the living room with jihyo, watching the most filthy scene she’s ever seen playing on tv and very much failing to contain her imaginations.

jihyo seems less affected, face blank and unphased, and tzuyu wonders if she’s ever done anything like that with anyone before. 

the thought of it rouses images of jihyo she’s always tried not to entertain, and a fervid heat rises to her cheeks uncontrollably. 

“you okay?” jihyo asks, tone light, as if watching a scene like that together was second nature to her. 

tzuyu keeps her eyes on anything but the screen — the ground, the table, jihyo staring at her with those pretty eyes that she’s never really looked at properly before — 

curiosity gets the best of her. 

“can i… ask you something?”

“anything you need, tzuyu. you don’t have to ask me if you can ask me something,” jihyo laughs. 

tzuyu can tell jihyo's trying to play it cool, throwing an arm over the couch in some show of indifference.

she would feel guilty for making the atmosphere more tense than it already is, but the question gnawing at the back of her mind is unbearable. 

“have you…” she hesitates, trying to find the right words without sounding too vulgar. “have you done…that before?”

jihyo looks at her, bemused. 

tzuyu glances at the tv, the scene still ongoing, and glances back. 

“oh,” jihyo breathes, letting out a soft chuckle at tzuyu’s word choice. “yeah, of course. why?”

a beat passes. 

there’s an unexplainably sour taste in tzuyu's mouth at jihyo’s casual admission, and it’s a combination of jealousy and envy all at once when tzuyu murmurs under her breath. 

“teach me?”

another beat. 

“what?” 

tzuyu keeps her eyes straight forward. the tv has turned off from inactivity, but neither of them move.

“sorry, it was nothing,” she says. 

maybe jihyo didn’t hear her, and they can just pretend this never happened. 

the silence is palpable. 

tzuyu reaches for the remote, if only to find something to do. 

but jihyo speaks again. 

“no way you haven't had sex before." 

it makes tzuyu wince a little when it's said so explicitly, but she's more overcome with relief than anything. "it's just never crossed my mind." 

jihyo tilts her head slightly, capturing the corner of tzuyu's eyes with her gaze.

"it's crossing your mind now?" 

"lots of things crossing my mind now." 

"like me?" jihyo perks.

"if you don't wanna help, at least don't tease me about it, unnie," tzuyu huffs. "you scared me." 

a laugh escapes jihyo, full and loud, the type where she grins and makes a sound and everything.

tzuyu suppresses the urge to turn around, intent on keeping up her facade, but jihyo makes it harder than it has to be. 

then, she feels a push on her shoulder, gentle but insistent. 

"lie down."

"huh?" 

"lie down, tzu," jihyo repeats. 

tzuyu turns then, eyes meeting jihyo's for the first time that day. 

"you wanted me to teach you, right?"

neither of them look away. 

"i'll teach you now." 

another gentle push and tzuyu falls back on the couch. she holds herself up with her elbows, but they go almost completely weak when jihyo climbs over languidly, straddling her torso with a smirk.

a breath catches in her throat, a knot in her stomach where jihyo sits. 

"is this okay?" jihyo asks. 

more than okay, tzuyu wants to say, but the words get stuck. she's never seen jihyo from this point of view before – hair curtaining her face as she looks down under lidded eyes, a hand on tzuyu's chest to keep her in place. jihyo looks like she knows what she's doing, and it simultaneously calms and speeds up tzuyu's heartbeat. there's blood rushing wildly to her ears, a subdued heat in her cheeks rising from jihyo's intense gaze, but she manages a meek nod. 

jihyo stays cautious of the racing pulse under her fingers, careful not to make too many sudden movements. "don't worry, we'll go as slow as you need," she reassures. "what do you usually like?"

"i don't know," tzuyu admits. "i've never done this before." 

she feels a little insecure about it, like she should know what she likes, or at least know what she doesn't. she's an adult, and jihyo isn't that much older than her. there's a strange sense of inferiority because of that inexperience, one she knows is unnecessary but she feels anyway. 

"that's okay," jihyo smiles, tucking tzuyu's hair behind her ear. "we'll try everything you're comfortable with and see how you like them. just tap me on the shoulder and we'll stop, okay?"

her voice is warm, full of affection – and it's like magic, the way tzuyu forgets her nerves instantly.

"i'm gonna kiss you now, tzu," jihyo says, leaning down slowly. it's suddenly quiet, her peripheral vision blocked by nothing but jihyo's hair around them, and the atmosphere of the room shifts.

tzuyu doesn't know if she says anything in response, but she doesn't start breathing until she absolutely has to. jihyo hovers before committing fully, breath hot against tzuyu's lips but still treading carefully. she watches for any reaction, any sign that tzuyu might not be as sure about this as she was before, any sign that it could've just been a slip of the tongue. 

but tzuyu tilts her own chin upwards instead, pressing her lips to jihyo's. the knots in jihyo's joints unravel, and she reciprocates gladly. 

tzuyu's too short circuited to move, sparks bursting in her chest and spreading all over her skin. a delicious warmth crawls from the nape of her neck and down her spine, setting out a low groan from the base of her throat. jihyo tilts her head for a more comfortable position, deepening the kiss ever so slightly, nipping lightly to test the waters. tzuyu sighs softly, raising her head for more. she clutches at jihyo's shirt when a tongue prods gently at her bottom lip, and she doesn't know what else to do but to open her mouth and let jihyo do as she pleases. 

it's unfamiliar for a moment, until they finally find a pace, jihyo letting her take her time with it all.

they stay like this for a while, but then jihyo pulls back suddenly, reopening the gap between them. tzuyu's eyes flutter open drowsily, confused. 

jihyo finds her gaze amidst it, asking, "how was that?" 

"good," tzuyu mumbles, still partially dazed from that kiss, the feeling of jihyo's tongue lingering. her eyes flicker down, quickly distracted by jihyo's parted lips. "i liked it when you used your tongue." 

jihyo chuckles at the insinuation, a puff of air released from between teeth. "mhm, i think you'll like it somewhere else more." she slides down tzuyu's body, settling in between tzuyu's spreaded legs comfortably. 

tzuyu doesn't really catch it, but jihyo's teasing tone sounds promising enough for her to gulp nervously. 

"but i'll save that for last," jihyo tacks on, winking cheekily for good measure. tzuyu gets all stupidly giddy for some reason. 

"for now, though," jihyo continues, fingers resting casually at the waistband of tzuyu's shorts. she tugs lightly, "do you wanna keep these on or off?" 

"off, please" tzuyu croaks, heat pooling at her belly steadily. 

jihyo lets out a pleased sound, then taps at tzuyu's sides. "lift your hips up for me?" 

tzuyu does as she's asked, and jihyo hooks her fingers over the band until she's able to pull the shorts completely off. there's an instinctual need to press her thighs together, especially once the chilliness of the air hits her core, but jihyo pries her knees apart.

"it's just me," she reassures, rubbing slow circles on tzuyu's thigh. "don't worry. do you still want to do this?" 

"t–talk me through it," tzuyu says, voice high and quiet. 

"i will," jihyo says, pressing a chaste kiss to her skin. it's gentle and sweet, and wholly unexpected. as requested, jihyo talks her through it, "i'm gonna touch you now, tzu."

tzuyu eyes fall close, but she nods her permission. 

her panties are pushed to the side, core fully exposed now, and tzuyu squirms at the coldness.

jihyo doesn't seem to mind though, sucking in a breath before she whispers, "you're so pretty like this, tzu." 

she dips a finger between tzuyu's folds, and the sensation that comes with is chest tightening and mind numbing all at once, tzuyu's back pulled taut and hips rising instinctively.

"ah–" she gapes, unintentionally crying out for a second before biting down on her wrist quickly.

looking down, jihyo's running a languid finger through her slit, gathering the wetness until her hand is covered in slick and squelching lewdly at each contact.

"have you fingered yourself before?" jihyo asks, still working tzuyu up but honestly, she's already more than ready to take jihyo. 

tzuyu shakes her head, still intent on muffling herself. 

jihyo chuckles . "that's okay, i'll show you now."

tzuyu's barely given a second to react before jihyo's prodding a careful finger into her cunt, slipping into her hole slowly, and tzuyu suddenly feels her everywhere.

this time, she whimpers so loud that her attempts at muffling it go futile, the sound escaping from her throat shamelessly.

"unnie!" tzuyu cries, abs clenching and toes curling into the couch, head thrown back.

jihyo bites on her bottom lip, and tzuyu can tell she's trying her best not to get too carried away for her sake.

"tell me if it hurts," jihyo says, making sure to watch out for any signs of discomfort. it's tzuyu's first time, after all, and she wants it to be perfect. 

"it's– good," tzuyu manages, albeit in stutters, despite her eyes being closed tight and desperately grasping for jihyo.

jihyo notices, so she leans forward, letting tzuyu curl her arms around her neck and pull her in for a messy kiss.

tzuyu groans into it when jihyo starts moving her finger, pressing the pad of it into a spot that makes tzuyu go mad. soon, she's too preoccupied to even kiss jihyo properly, mouth agape in silent moans and face buried into the juncture between jihyo's shoulder and nape. 

if it was anyone else, jihyo would find it in her to tease and edge ruthlessly, but with tzuyu's breathy gasps and weak clutches at her shirt, all jihyo can think about is how pretty tzuyu would look coming all over her, how hot she would sound. 

it sets a newfound eagerness in jihyo, one that grows into pure, genuine endearment for the girl below her, and a simple wish for her to fully enjoy this. she brings a thumb to tzuyu's clit, flicking playfully before rubbing at it, along with gentle thrusts up to her knuckles, praising tzuyu through the motions.

"you're doing great, tzuyu, so good," jihyo muses, peppering kisses across tzuyu's temple as she rolls her thumb unhurriedly, just to drag the pleasure out. "just like that."

tzuyu has half a mind to respond, too caught up in jihyo's ministrations, and it overwhelms every single one of her senses. she pulls jihyo all the more closer when a heat starts building in her tummy, and somehow jihyo knows too, slowly increasing her pace and helping tzuyu chase that budding heat. 

"i"ve got you," jihyo whispers, holding her tight, and tzuyu has never felt safer anywhere else.

her back arches as she digs her heels in, head pressed against jihyo's shoulder as she whimpers softly into jihyo's neck. it comes in gradual waves, rolling off her body pleasantly, a comfortable warmth spreading all throughout. jihyo prods every bit out of her tenderly, cooing all while tzuyu tries her best to ground herself.

once tzuyu comes down from her high, jihyo pulls her finger out gently, careful not to stimulate her oversensitive core. tzuyu's arms hang weakly over jihyo's shoulders, twitching slightly at the movement but smiling dreamily when jihyo looks up again. 

jihyo's lips tug up at the scene, finding tzuyu's afterglow terribly cute. "was that good?" 

tzuyu hums, still in a daze. "mhm, yeah."

she tilts her chin up to plant another kiss on jihyo's lips, giggling. 

"you're a lot more touchy after sex, huh?" jihyo teases. "maybe you should come to unnie for help more." 

she gets more giggles in return, tzuyu's mind completely out of it. "what was it you said about your tongue before?"

  jihyo laughs. "still curious?" 

without warning, tzuyu grins and flips jihyo over, putting herself on top with her tongue between her teeth, and jihyo's breath is knocked out of her lungs. the sight of tzuyu above her, forehead sticky with sweat and panting lightly, eyes dark and lidded with a gaze that wasn't there before — jihyo almost mewls.

"pretty please?" tzuyu asks sweetly, though her voice drips with sin. 

she doesn't even have to ask, really — jihyo's never been one to turn tzuyu down. 

especially not for something that feels this good.

oh... i don't know about this one yall... normally im bad at smut but this one was extra bad i fear 😭 definitely don't think i did jitzu justice at all, but nonetheless they're one of my favourite dynamics and i love writing for them!! it's a learning process, that's how i'm justifying this one 😴 and happy zyo's zone announcement!!

thank you for reading! interactions appreciated <3

MEN DNI.

[fisheito]

i wanted to see altaria rei then i started goofin around

[averlym]

" just...come here. just sit here with me" (...that one scene from princess momonoke, click for better resolution)

[sreppub]

For the silly, disbelief can be suspended a lot! Also I imagine that his family not realizing Matches Malone is Bruce Wayne makes a lot of sense if you spin it right?

Their dad has always been a civilian. Very weird but not in the 'I'm secretly a vigilante' brand of weird, with at least two identities.

Why would they think that he'd create a secret identity? Or be good a it (clothes, behavior, speech, make-up)? Let alone risk posing as a henchman and working for Red Hoood?

It'd only make sense if he maybe knew that Hood was Jason, but how could he've figured that out?

So it occurs to them that Malone is a fake name or a second identity of somebody else. But thinking it's Bruce? Nah.

Ahhaha listen hood is like.... these goons and i are livin outside the law. they've all got their stories, ive got mine. matches, you a weird one, but you have a strangely comforting presence. you're stickin around, buddy.

I think the playboy brucie persona isn't as extreme here, because he's not hiding anything, so why bother? But maybe the kids have this well meaning rich guy pacifist helicopter parent impression of bruce that they cant connect with cool and aloof jack of all trades killed-a-guy-with-this-thumb matches lmfaooo

[tkachukisms]

I do love how high of an importance 'good vibes' is for the cats locker room. it's a reason why I loove watching them play, because the genuine adoration they have for each other is sooo palpable, and that's just not true for every team at aaaaall, but the cats... oh the kitties are dialed in with each other at all times, it's nice :)

[harrowscore]

rules: list your five all time favorite films and have people vote on which one matches your vibe

i was tagged by @nataliajames and @rhaenyra-the-gracious - thank you, loves! ❤️

tagging @pontipines, @mircallaruthven, @pristina-nomine, @caffeinosis, @cafeleningrad, @frociaggine, @littlelattewanders and anyone else who wants to do this! (no pressure, of course)

[thedailyvio]

Day 253

[vaguely-concerned]

trying to look for a ttrpg group in spaces where I can't just go 'listen I want to play this shit in the tumblr fandom kind of model (gay subtext extremely welcome bordering on essential, mutual unhinged character psychoanalysis, we could create a novel of a backstory together to make this sadder, let's all play with our OC dolls together and also sometimes dice are rolled I guess)' and be readily understood and/or not be immediately side-eyed or denigrated for my inherent unavoidable tumblerinaness feels like such an annoying debuff to deal with on the quest. like I know my people exist out there but how do I express myself in the right way and wade through all the copious not-it (not for me) dynamics to find them!!!

[isalabells]

Joachim Löw, former national coach of Germany, Hansi Flick, head coach of FC Barcelona, Andreas Köpke, former national goalkeeping coach, and Oliver Bierhoff, former DFB manager during the Farewell Game Of Lukas Podolski, 1.FC Köln on October 10, 2024 in Cologne, Germany.

[tidepoolalgae]

test block for the new quilt!

[alukaforyou]

oh em geeee i went to a nail salon for the first time ever and got a cat eye mani pedi woooo