#* call

[lorenzonuti]

Metal Gear Solid.

The Shadow Moses incident.

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[hattersarts]

the best scifi rom com

[warandpeas]

Normal Person

[skeletons-can-draw-too]

Some old artwork because I haven’t time to draw lately sorry😭

[count-geekula]

I need them together again, kissing.

[slutpoppers]

[a-path-by-the-moon]

[perhapsblues]

PAIGE MATTHEWS + 📞

[political-us]

[nekoo3001]

Zoom call Aizawa appreciation

[delirious-clownfish]

In other cases, callers who want to talk out an issue more fully could be directed to a staff member who has expertise in the area, said State Senator Liz Krueger, a Democrat in New York.

Ms. Waite, who has had a calendar reminder for each Monday morning alerting her to "call party leadership," said that first-time callers often fear they will be quizzed or interrogated, but that they generally just need to offer their opinion and basic personal information, like name and city.

She implored people to be courteous, since the staff members might be getting many calls.

"Communicate in a way that someone can't ignore," Ms. Waite said.

[wiirocku]

Isaiah 12:4 (KJV) - And in that day shall ye say, Praise the LORD, call upon His name, declare His doings among the people, make mention that His name is exalted.

[maleficusbonum]

Like . . . . . . .

WHAT OTHER WAY IS THERE TO INTERPRET THIS!?!?!?!?!?

When Ripley mentions "a girl", Call's face totally SCREAMS "Oh. She already has a girl. 😔." (Not knowing Ripley was talking about a “daughter”).

Call was smitten with Ripley 8 SO bad!!! I can't!!! I love them! 🖤

[aghostsdestiny]

POV; youre Ikora answering an incoming call...

[kathlare]

tease and temptation

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Lando and Amelie continue their playful, flirty dynamic through a late-night video call.

Wordcount: 1.2 k

Warnings: fluff, kinda suggestive content

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March 13th, 2024 - London, United Kingdom

Lando sat back on his couch, still feeling the remnants of a busy day at the McLaren headquarters. His phone buzzed on the coffee table in front of him, and he reached for it, a grin spreading across his face when he saw the name on the screen.

Amelie.

He’d spent the last few days flying from one place to another, the only real solace coming from the late-night texts and the random FaceTime calls he managed to steal. But tonight? Tonight, he had a quiet evening to himself in his London apartment. And with that thought, he opened the message.

Ames💛: Here are the photos from my Skims campaign. Don’t die on me, okay? 😜

Lando laughed softly to himself. He clicked on the photos, each one making his heart race a little faster. Amelie looked absolutely stunning. The first photo was of her in a baby blue lace bra and matching thong, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, eyes daring, lips curled into a teasing smile. The second photo, she was lounging on a couch, dressed in a soft beige set, the fabric hugging her curves perfectly, her expression soft yet seductive. There was something about the way she looked in these photos—confidence, sensuality, elegance—it made Lando want to do anything to be there with her, even if it was just to admire her from afar.

Fuck, she’s beautiful.

He couldn’t help but grin as he scrolled through the pictures. He knew exactly how to tease her back, but at the same time, he wanted to keep this between them, just the two of them, like everything else in their complicated relationship. He quickly typed out a reply:

Lan🧡: Still wearing it? Or is it just for the photo?

He leaned back on the couch, staring at the screen, waiting for her reply. His fingers drummed on the armrest as he idly scrolled through his Instagram feed, but his mind kept drifting back to the pictures. And then—just as he was about to put the phone down—another notification appeared.

Incoming video call: Ames💛

His heart skipped a beat.

Lando didn’t waste a second. He hit accept, and within moments, Amelie’s face filled the screen, that same teasing smile playing on her lips. The dim lighting of the room cast shadows over her, highlighting her features in a way that made his stomach flip.

He’s breath caught as he saw her, her skin glowing, eyes playful. She was stunning, as always. The anticipation between them was palpable, something that had been growing since the moment she send those photos.

—Hi, babe,— Amelie purred, her voice soft and laced with mischief. —Did you like the photos?—

Lando couldn’t hide his grin, a little breathless. —You know I did,— he replied, his voice rougher than he intended. —You’re trying to kill me, Ames.—

Amelie laughed, the sound echoing in his ears, and he leaned forward a little, his eyes tracing the curve of her jaw, the way her hair cascaded over her shoulder, just as it had in the photos. —Maybe I like making you squirm,— she teased, her eyes flickering with something more, something just beneath the surface.

He couldn’t help but smirk. —You know exactly what you’re doing.— His gaze dropped briefly to the way her shirt hung off her shoulders, making his mind wander. —Still wearing it?— he asked again, a hint of challenge in his voice.

Amelie tilted her head, the playful look on her face never leaving. —Why don’t you check for yourself?— she replied with a mischievous glint in her eye.

His breath hitched. He’d been with her long enough now to know exactly what she meant. And knowing that this wasn’t just a casual conversation, he felt the heat rise in his chest. It was always like this with Amelie, flirty, teasing, yet there was an undeniable intimacy between them that made his heart race. It was never just surface-level with her.

—Okay, show me then,— he said, leaning forward, his pulse quickening with every second. His voice dropped an octave, quieter, almost a whisper. —Don’t make me beg.—

Amelie’s lips parted slightly, and she looked down, as if debating her next move. Slowly, she pulled the phone back, out of frame, and Lando’s heart pounded in his chest as he waited.

It didn’t take long for her to pull the camera back into focus. She was standing now, wearing the same baby blue set from the photos, her posture confident, her eyes locked on the camera as she gave a small twirl.

—Like what you see?— she asked, her tone breathy but full of playful confidence.

Lando swallowed, his voice tight with desire. —Fuck, yes. You know I do.—

She smiled knowingly, stepping closer to the camera. —You should come over then,— she teased, her voice low and sultry. —What are you waiting for?—

Lando’s mind was racing. The thought of being with her, right now, made him ache. But he wasn’t about to let her have all the power in this moment. —You know what I want,— he said, his words coming out barely above a whisper. —What about you? Are you still wearing the rest of it?—

Amelie didn’t break eye contact. She slowly reached for the waistband of her panties, teasing him just enough for him to feel the anticipation building between them. She didn’t pull them down yet, just let her fingers rest on the fabric as if to remind him of exactly what he was missing.

—I’m still wearing it. But I bet you want to see more.— Her voice had that knowing tone, the one that made his mind go wild with possibilities.

Lando’s hand gripped the edge of his couch, trying to steady himself. —You know I do,— he murmured, his voice hoarse. —So… what now?—

Amelie tilted her head slightly, as if thinking for a moment. —Now?— she asked, her lips curling into a teasing smile. —Now you’re going to watch me for a bit.—

Lando’s chest tightened. —You sure you want to do this?— he asked, a little breathlessly. —I mean, we both know how it’s gonna end.—

Her eyes darkened slightly, and she stepped closer to the camera. —I’m more than sure,— she said, her voice dropping lower, more seductive. —You’ve got me exactly where you want me, Lando.—

The words sent a shiver down his spine. He could feel his body responding to her, and it took all his self-control not to let that feeling take over entirely. But there was something different this time—something about the intimacy between them, about the way they knew each other so well, and yet still couldn’t get enough of one another.

Amelie took a step back, letting the camera capture her entire figure. Her body, lit softly by the room’s lighting, looked like something out of a dream. Her eyes never left the screen, her gaze unblinking and full of promise.

—You like it when I tease you, don’t you?— she asked, a slow, deliberate smile curling on her lips as she watched him struggle to keep his composure.

Lando couldn’t form a coherent response. He was too caught up in the moment, the electricity between them buzzing so intensely it almost felt like it was coming through the phone.

Lando let out a sharp breath, his eyes glued to the screen, watching her every move. —Ames,— he muttered, his voice dropping lower. —Stop… You’re gonna make me lose my mind.—

Amelie’s grin only grew wider. —I’m just getting started,— she teased, giving him a little wink.

Lando’s breath caught in his throat, but before he could reply, Amelie held his gaze, slowly raising the phone down just enough to give him a view of the baby blue fabric hugging her curves once again. The image was enough to make his pulse spike.

—Still got your attention?— she asked, her voice breathless yet filled with teasing delight.

Lando leaned back, swallowing hard as he met her gaze. The game was on, and he had no intention of letting it end anytime soon.