#whitesuits

[classyby]

[anthonyknaape]

[rakiloveslewis]

I JUST KEEP WINNING !!!!!!! SIR LEWIS HAMILTON IN A WHITESUIT IN BIG 2024 ?????? MMMMHM HE KNOWS HOW TO GET ME FR

[aagdolla]

Guest at the Area SS23 fashion show during NYFW 2022 September.

[rosy-fox-art]

A secret Santa for @dino--draws

[aaliyahunleashed]

On October 6, 1997, Aaliyah performed “The One I Gave My Heart To”, on The Keenen Ivory Wayans Show.

“I had the pleasure to meet the amazingly talented and beautiful Aaliyah when she was on my show. RIP Aaliyah.” - Keenan Ivory Wayans | @keenenivorywayans

The Keenen Ivory Wayans Show is a late night syndicated television talk show hosted by Keenen Ivory Wayans. The show premiered August 4, 1997, and was unfortunately cancelled in March 1998. In a 2013 interview by the Television Academy Foundation, Wayans expressed displeasure working on the show as he was not given complete creative freedom. His involvement on the show is often teased by his siblings.

It was filmed at Studio 9A, Hollywood Center Studios Hollywood, Los Angeles, California, USA.

I’m sure somewhere in the archives, Keenan has a photo of him and Aaliyah behind the scenes on this night..

[aretis]

[parainvestigate]

@whitesuited sent: “At this point, you’re abusing sarcasm.”

"Hm."

Striking a match he used a hand to guard it against the threat of being blown out by a light breeze. "Ain't know that was a thing you could do, learn somethin' new every day," he grumbled as he brought the flame to the tip of the cigarette held between his lips. Taking steady puffs until he was sure it was lit.

"Not a fan of sarcasm, got it."

[whitesuited]

she 🤍

[unvendaval]

[ HIPS ] : sender pulls receiver in closer by the hips . + “ let me take care of you . “

what is tenderness , anyway ? he got to meet a glimpse of it with helen . a survivor solely on memories , john was not planning to re - start a fire that would never burn all the same . wasn't sure of any plan , that's for certain . for now , complete the cycle : end the lives that were meant to end , & return to a life of yearning for what once was .

his body hurts , remains of violence & the fall from a new york rooftop making it rotten . but sharon's touch doesn't . it almost colors him guilty , undeserving of such tenderness . @whitesuited lets fingertips quietly run down scarred torso , before they pull him closer by the hips . a whisper , an offering . he doesn't know what to do with himself , not anymore . this wasn't part of the plan . but the push - and - pull between them has smoldered for long enough . john moves his hands to each side of thirteen's face , drawing her into a deep , longing kiss .

( ... ) now that i have found my peace , find yours .

words may ruin this peace , suddenly so fragile & sacred . it doesn't take long before john guides her to the bedroom . oh , the turn things would take .

[anthonyknaape]

[rakiloveslewis]

sir lewis hamilton 2019

[entrepy]

📷 for a post of your muse on my muse’s instagram, @whitesuited: which one of bucky's burner phones has insta the world needs to know( template. )

[aretis]

[graveycrd]

On days like this I need you to run your fingers through my hair and speak softly. ( door sees bod on the dash she wakes up IMMEDIATELY )

They are laying on a too-soft bed in a circle of creeping green, flowering vines, purpling blossoms petals hung open like a hound's panting tongue. Their feverish want for what dappled sunlight they can find is palpable.

it tastes like woody, tangy nectar slipping down his throat.

The windows are fogged over with dew and the few cracked open to let this room breathe bring in small swells of crisp, springing air. The sort of air still cloaked in winter but wanting desperately to shrug it all off to be warm and free in the rising spring days.

It would be gloomy if it weren't for all the green, if it were still winter with only bare bones of some trees and frost cutting across the windows instead. Still, this forest is doing a swell job at keeping this little home tucked away in the deep dark heart of it's self and Bod understands at once what she means.

"Your wish is my command," he murmurs sweetly, elbow already moving to cradle her head so he can lazily drop his hand into the thick of her hair. "You only have...mm two more, however."

@saeglopr

[parainvestigate]

@whitesuited hit the heart

"If you called before comin' the damned phone broke." Just about the third one is as many weeks. "Can't see what was so wrong with a normal rotary phone. Be gentle as a bird and those cell phones still shatter."