#int: Liam

[bullet-rebuttle]

Boops Raijin’s nose

“Wah! I’ve..I’ve been booped! Well boop to you too, buddy!”

[horny-makoto]

Liam boops Makoto's nose.

@liam-and-co-rp-zone

Naegi blinks a couple times "e-eh?!"

His eyes widen "Liam!, hey"

[luciferprideaskblog]

Boops nose.

Hmm? Oh.. hey there.

It's been a while now.

How's things going?

[httpiastri]

him 🫶🫶🫶🫶

[astralleywright]

okay but liam was so wrong for saying imogen was, roleplay-wise, the smartest in the group behind chetney when ashton has been the party's single braincell at the very least since they landed in issylra 😭

[todays-just-a-daydream]

Richard Ashcroft on Radio X May 24 (day the first photos of oasis reunion rehearsals released):

@16:20 “potentially we got an album out in September”

@19:10 “I’m just happy for them personally, I’m happy for their mum, I’m happy for all them people who never got a chance to see it the first time round that we can all come together this summer”

[safesthavens]

@stubborngods asked: ““Is the room spinning right now, or is that just me?” (liam + felix)”

-

Nibs wasn’t one to hold back when the Boys got the chance to drink… or, he hadn’t been. Being in Neverland made him feel ancient sometimes. The stress was getting to him - and yet somehow he still managed to have fun while taking care of all of the kids who he worried about now.

Worrying about Sooner was one thing he was used to at least. It came with a certain ease. This wasn’t new, wasn’t scary, like it had once been. It was almost scripted at this point. Nibs was buzzed and Sooner… well. Nibs gently grabbed his wrists to stabilize him, laughter already in the back of his throat and a smile on his lips. “Just you.” He rolled his eyes. “Maybe you should stop for the night. Come on, I can get you into bed.” The words set it up as a suggestion but he’s already slinging Sooner’s arm around his shoulders and being the tallest Lost Boy has come in handy again because he pulls Sooner nearly off his feet as he hefts them up. That makes it easier to follow what he’s saying, at least.

[blcssom]

it takes him about fifteen minutes after he’s linked to his partner’s replica to muster up the courage to stand. it’s strange how similar it feels.... as though he’s always been in this body. he’s startled to see anyone when he walks out into the kitchen, and he clears his throat hesitantly. “.... you must be alex’s wife.”

closed starter for @ivyroads // ft. open​

[partybarty]

Wallabies team to play Wales at Allianz Stadium, Sydney on Saturday 6 July, 7:45pm AEST

1. James Slipper (134 Tests) – Bond Pirates

2. Matt Faessler (5 Tests) – USQ Saints

3. Taniela Tupou (50 Tests) – Brothers Rugby

4. Jeremy Williams* - Wahroonga Tigers

5. Lukhan Salakaia-Loto (30 Tests) – Randwick

6. Liam Wright (c) (5 Tests) – Easts Tigers

7. Fraser McReight (17 Tests) – Albany Creek Brumbies

8. Rob Valetini (39 Tests) – Harlequin Junior Rugby Club

9. Jake Gordon (20 Tests) – Canterbury Berries

10. Noah Lolesio (17 Tests) – Tuggeranong Vikings

11. Filipo Daugunu (7 Tests) – Wests Bulldogs

12. Hunter Paisami (24 Tests) - Harlequin Junior Rugby Club

13. Josh Flook* - Brothers Rugby

14. Andrew Kellaway (26 Tests) – Hunters Hill Rugby

15. Tom Wright (25 Tests) – Clovelly Eagles

Substitutes

16. Billy Pollard (1 Test) – Lindfield Junior Rugby Club

17. Isaac Kailea** - Harlequin Junior Rugby Club

18. Allan Alaalatoa (67 Tests) – West Harbour Juniors

19. Angus Blyth** - Casuarina Beach Rugby Club

20. Charlie Cale** - Beecroft Junior Rugby Club

21. Tate McDermott (28 Tests) – Flinders Rugby

22. Tom Lynagh** - University of Queensland

23. Dylan Pietsch** - Leeton Phantoms

*denotes debut

**denotes potential debut

[bullet-rebuttle]

Hello again Raijin.

“Oh hey Liam! What’s up!?”

[pha55ed]

Too Early... || F1/F2

type :: smut tw/cw :: service!dom (ollie), big dick paul ofc, fem!anatomy (pepe), breeding (pepe) contains :: ollie, paul, pepe, jak, liam summary :: he missed you so much and accidentally got too excited... oops?

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Ollie Bearman | 87

He's been training nonstop, always pushing himself to the maximum in order to prep for his official debut in Haas. Since he's been working so hard, he's never had the time to relief himself.

Usually, you're right by his side, but due to the busy schedule requiring him to travel back and forth, he hasn't seen you in half a month. He would try to use his hand, but it just took too long, and also his arms were most likely still sore from woking out. So when he came home, excited was an understatement: more like erratic

"Did you always smell this good?" He asks, engulfing your scent as his hands pinned yours down against the mattress. You blinked and before you even knew it, he was already trying to take both of your pants off, not even bothering with your top or any foreplay.

You didn't care though, just laughing at how desperate he was. In all honesty, seeing him be so needy was turning you on already. You'd love to touch him but the strength he had over you was keeping you down.

Even though Ollie might have been the horniest man alive at that moment, he still had a gentleman in him. "Can I?" Before you could even nod, he whines "Please,,, please, I'll even take just your hand or mouth or-"

"Yes, Ollie." You cut him off with a small smile. "Use me." He was the perfect mix of dominant yet gentle.

And just like that, he slipped in. A groan instantly left his mouth as his head fell and nuzzled into your neck. "I missed you, so so much." You wish you could reply, but the stretch of him was so overwhelming. Before you could even adjust fully, he started moving - making the adjustment process even easier for you.

One, two, three, four, fiv- Oh...

He groans slightly louder into your neck as you feel a warm liquid shoot inside of you. You're frozen in place, unsure of what to do.

"I...." Ollie stutters, still coming down from his high, "I... give me like, 10 minutes... I'll fuck you so good, just,,, just needed you."

Paul Aron | 17

You sighed as you enter you and Paul's shared hotel room for the night. It was a wild night, filled with laughter and dancing. Paul's close friend was dj-ing at a local nightclub so you both went to support him. It was fun, a great reunion for Paul and a great first-meeting for you to see his childhood friends.

Meeting his close friends made you so nervous, but for some reason it seemed like Paul was more shy than you were. The entire night he was stuck to your waist, always hiding behind you. You wanted to ask him about his shyness, worried for him. But before you could even look at him - his hands unzipped the back of your dress.

The touch was sudden, making you jump suddenly. "Woahhh!" You say, slightly laughing awkwardly. But once you look at Paul, you meet his dead serious eyes. His glare was so strong that you had no choice but to look anywhere else - making you look down at the huge boner in his tight pants.

You understood very quickly, blushing slightly at the sight of his dick. All the dots connected in your head, he wasn't shy, he was just horny. As if he knew you were about to laugh at him, he put a hand over your mouth and bent down to be at your eye level.

"Can I fuck you?" He asks, yet it sounds more like a demand. You eagerly nod and he quickly gets to work.

He unzips your dress, tossing it to the side and pushes your back against a wall while holding one of your legs up. You barely have time to even figure out what’s about to happen when you see that his pants are already undone and his dick is aimed at your entrance.

He looks at you once again, this time with more love in eyes than before. It was a silent ask for consent yet again, and you nodded again. With that, he pushed himself into you. It was hard for you to adjust, the thickness of his dick was splitting you apart.

Paul knows to wait, but he can’t keep his hands to himself. While one hand is keeping your leg up, the other begins to explore and touch you everywhere. His mouth leaves sloppy kisses all over your neck, it’s as if he’s about to cum already. His breathing is unstable as he slowly begins to move.

And your assumption was right,,, with 3 simple thrusts, Paul comes inside of you. A small grunt leaves his mouth and he rests his forehead on yours. You were disappointed, wanting to get off too. Paul knew that already and was ready to get to work.

He pulls his dick out and quickly inserts 2 fingers into you. As soon as they entered you, he began pumping them in and out, “I’ll fuck you, fuck your brains out - I promise.” He sighs, slightly embarrassed. “You just looked so good tonight…”

Pepe Marti | 21

Unlike the others, there was no set up. One thing about Pepe that you loved was that he sincerely loved you. The little things you do, the cute giggles and dumb mistakes you make. It’s all so endearing to him - it makes him want to make you his wife, the mother of his children. It was a regular day, just both of you cuddling in bed in silence.

To you, you were on the verge of falling asleep yet again. But to Pepe, he was appreciating the fact that he felt so comfortable being silent with you in your shared apartment. His mind drifted to the idea that one day the house would be filled with little giggles and chaos from your kids one day and how sweet of a mother you’d be and how beautiful you’d look pregnant- oh he’s hard… already…

And you felt his dick rise against you, since your leg was wrapped around his waist. You couldn’t help but smile a little, “why are you..?” You ask, not wanting to finish the sentence.

“I just love you.” He says, turning to stare at you, which only made him harder. How did he bag such a hottie?

“I love you too!” You say, kissing his lips with a peck. But he grabs your head, pulling you back in for a make out session. His hand grips your hair lightly, never hurting you yet showing his dominance.

“You can’t just kiss me while I’m hard,” he says with a small smirk as he sits upright on the bed, crawling to the bottom of the bed and sneaking between your legs, “you’re basically asking for me to fuck you.”

“Maybe I am?” You say teasingly, and that’s enough to send Pepe into a frenzy. He instantly pulls down his pajama pants and boxers, letting his dick spring free.

He knows there’s no need to rush, so he teasingly creeps us hand up your legs slowly, then slowlyyy pulls your shorts and underwear down. You basically have to kick them off if you want any progress to be made.

Pepe’s fingers reach down to your clit, running up and down the folds as he collected your slick. He spread it throughout, making sure it was evenly coated before he could enter you. The way he was so caring and patient despite his dick being red and leaking precum down the shaft made you love him even more, always making sure you’re alright.

He moved up, positioning himself at your entrance before he pushed inside, letting out a sigh of a relief but his hands were clutching the sheets next to your head. “Fuck…” he mumbles under his breathe as he looks at you.

With a small peck on his lips, Pepe understands your signal for him to move. And as quick as a peck, you feel Pepe reach the top of your guts, shooting his cum directly into you.

“Ah fuck…” he says with a sigh and small awkward chuckle. “I just, I really want to make you mine forever” he says as he keeps his dick in you, making sure no cum leaks out.

“I’m already yours forever, baby” you say. And despite you saying so little, it meant much more to Pepe as you felt his once soft dick get slightly hard again.

“Amor, you can say stuff like that… Give me a second before I get hard again.”

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[blushdrunks]

she set her bag down on the table he used to do the tattooing and she ran her fingers through her hair. she stretched her arms above her head, "well, only if you wanna be in it. i don't wanna pressure you into doing something you're not comfortable with..." valentina shrugged and she arched a brow at his words. "i don't have much planned for this one, because it's just for you and for other editing purposes later, but...i mean, i'll have you in others later. unless you just wanted to be behind the camera." she walked over to him and took one of his hands to play with his long fingers. she grinned before pulling the oversized t-shirt over her head to show off her lingerie. she dropped the t-shirt beside the bag and turned to set up the camera in front of the couch. she grabbed her toys from her bag and set them on the couch before she took liam's hand and tugged him over to where everything was set up. she pushed him back onto the couch and turned around to start recording before she bent over in front of him to fix one of her stockings on purpose. valentina sat down in his lap with her back against his chest and rocked her ass back against him. her head rested against his shoulder and she grabbed his hands, resting them on her hips, "you can touch me however much you want..."

before they had parted ways liam had given her the address to the shop, then he'd headed there. everything was always clean, the way he liked to keep it, but still he had wanted to make sure that she wouldn't be walking into a mess. drawing the blinds, he checked his phone upon seeing her message and was quick to the door to let her in, locking it behind the girl. ❝ yes there is a couch, but you can use whatever you want. ❞ he offered up with a shrug, wanting to let her do whatever she'd planned, or in the very least, whatever she'd wanted to do. ❝ you want me in it? ❞ that was more than he had thought, honestly, liam had figured he would just be used for the location, and he'd get to watch, and that was enough for him. but hearing that he could join? there was a thrill to that. ❝ no, i mean, i can be in it - whatever you've got planned. anything to help. ❞ 

[the-vroom-f1]

A compilation of my favorite chaotic f1 moments (2024) (in no particular order)

lewis to ferrari like before the season begins

kmag (as a whole)

shoving an 18 year old into an f1 car with like a days notice

said 18 year olds father looking So stressed

the appendix saga part 2

alpine civil war (ciao)

F1 drivers x era's tour

Alonso inspecting the McLaren car going wtf

Max inspecting his own car going wtf

Lewis fixing his own car

Hungary.

The Adoption

The rookies

Mercedes sabotaging lewis allegations

Lando & Max beef

you came, you called (foul versions)

Lewis winking at Nico

"Simply lovely"

"LOL"

"Yabbadabbadoo"

George getting disqualified

Liam lawson looming over danny ric

Mechanics in the rain

Sauber's socials as a whole

Hamilton x Hamilton (not technically int he sport but listen)

On that note "man am i greatest? x femiminonon)

Leo and roscoe meeting

Carlos vs Oscar fight to death's

Oscar mom

There is more but these are the first coming to mind

[guiltfactory]

Noel: Me and Liam are head-over-heels in love at the moment.

Int: Head-over-heels in love.

Noel: Yes.

Int: That’s perfect. So, just in a few seconds-

Noel: It’s illegal in some countries, but while you’re on the road, it’s fine.

Gurtenfestival, 2002

Noel: Liam Gallagher’s a pretty good act to give a Valentine’s card to, I think.

Int: I think that’s frowned upon in many cultures Noel, but I admire you for your pluck.

Noel: It is in the Mancunian culture, but, you know, I’m in London now, aren’t I?

Brit Awards, 2007

[bullet-rebuttle]

Gives Raijin Hirose a blimp for him to pilot.

“Ah! Wait..!? This is a whole blimp!?! Is it for me!? Please please say can fly it for a bit!?”

[soulsuckrrs]

Being noticed, being perceived had always been a sort of death sentence for Marem. Those that brought her up, raised her to be an infiltrator and lethal weapon to manipulate politics, their punishing remarks echoed in her mind as she made her way outdoors, trying to find a reprieve away from the stifling crowd of the court. Her breaths came in short, small gasps and she placed her hand against her abdomen as she calmed her nerves.

This world was a lot more than she had ever been trained for, all of her childhood and teen years had been spent focused on this one task and now that Marem was here, within these walls and the focus of other's attention she wasn't sure if she could go through with her plans, their plans, the one's she was supposed to be carrying out.

The voice that called out, startled her and Marem's pale eyes snapped over to the approaching figure before an odd sense of relief and fear, two things she needed not to feel. She swallowed before she turned to face him, her eyes unblinking as she watched him draw closer and she shook her head, offering a small and polite smile that didn't fully touch her eyes.

"I am alright, I just came outside for some air," she said, hoping her lie wasn't seen through as it seemed he observed her more than she would have liked. "It seems I am still not used to such crowds, I am sorry to have concerned you." Not a lie but a truth, hopefully one that would make the rest of her statement seem more believable.

Open to anyone. Assume connections and f28+ if romantic. Also open to this being a period setting and if it is, he's a lord/ knight.

"Hey, hey...are you alright? What's up with you tonight? You've been acting strange," Liam panted slightly as he hurried up to the other who had made an excuse and left the house to go outside.