#I LOVE HIM

[scrollonso]

"Fernando's too old he needs to reitire" you just dont get him like i do.

Fernando Alonso who was the youngest ever race winner in 2003. after that win he said "im 22 years old and i have my first victory in (my) pocket so i hope (for) a long career here in formula 1 with more victories"

Fernando Alonso who won his FIRST world championship in 2005 he broke MICHAEL SCHUMACHERS 5 year long winning streak after being in formula one for 4 years. His whole F1 career at that point had been solely dominated by Schumi.

Fernando Alonso who's a 2 time world champion and has been racing longer than Oscar has been alive and has been in more scandals than races

Fernando Alonso who said he knew Michael Schumacher would step on the brakes because he had a wife and kids at home and FERNANDO DIDN'T.

Fernando Alonso who is one of 15 Spanish F1 drivers ever.

Fernando Alonso who is the only Spanish F1 driver to win a WDC (and not just one, TWO.)

Fernando Alonso who's been in 385 gp's (3x as many as Pedo De La Rosa)

Fernando Alonso who's scored 2,298 points in his career (67% of the total F1 points scored by all Spanish drivers)

Fernando Alonso who's not only raced in F1, but also Indy, 24 hours of Le Mans, and the World Endurance Championship.

Fernando Alonso who drove his first go-kart at 3 YEARS OLD.

Fernando Alonso who's family didn't have enough money to buy wet tyres so he had to TEACH HIMSELF to drive on a wet track on slick tyres.

Fernando Alonso who's mother made his racing clothes herself because they didn't have enough money.

Fernando Alonso who won his first karting race at SEVEN. (Daniel Ricciardo, Charles Leclerc, Lewis Hamilton, Yuki Tsunoda, and more drivers on the grid weren't even in karts at seven.)

Fernando Alonso who's managed to stay as passionate (if not more) about F1 in his 23 year career no matter his performance.

[keyunto]

pose practice

[butmommyilovehim]

HELLO ILLEGAL

[rukunas]

Gojo Satoru rests a key on your desk.

You hardly glance up, but when he clears his throat and taps his foot, you give him a small lift of your head.

“What’s this?”

“A key.”

You blink. “To what.”

“My apartment.”

Finally, you lift it from where it rests. It’s nothing special— an ordinary gold key, looks new from the look of it. You flip it, looking for any inscription that will give you more clues. Nothing.

You feel your brow twitch. “But your apartment has swipe access?”

Satoru sighs dramatically. “Yeah. I know. But I wanted this to be more momentous than sending you an email.”

[azzo0]

Couldn't get the idea of taking care of Hawks' wings off my mind. Not proofread <3

Keigo is really protective and sensitive when it comes to his wings. They're his quirk, the reason why he can move at such high speeds and keep civilians safe. The reason why he's at number two. This also means he takes delicate care of his feathers. He has a special shampoo made just for people with quirks like his. While the shampoo is gentle on his feathers, the spa attendants he gets his wings washed from aren't as gentle. They forget that too much pressure can hurt his bones, even if they're strong. Sometimes, the excessive and harsh scrubbing makes his feathers look like he got into a fight with pigeons. 

But he doesn't have to worry about all that now. Not when he has you with your soft and caring touch. 

Wash days were once stressful for Keigo, but now they're a sweet and intimate moment he gets to share with you as he sits on the edge of the bathtub in his bathroom, big enough for him to spread his wings without knocking a few things over. You stand behind him, showering water onto his wings before lathering the shampoo onto the length of his wings, slowly moving down to the feathers. 

Things easily got heated between you two, especially since he sat there buck naked with your voice whispering sweet nothings in his ear as you helped him with his wings. But most of the time, it was just a quiet and serene moment where you got to take care of him. He deserved to be pampered after all the hard work he did. 

Sometimes, you press kisses on the nape of his neck and the gap between his wings. He sighs dreamily whenever he feels your warm and delicate touch on his feathers, his wings fluttering ever so slightly. After cleaning his feathers, you run water on his wings again. He flaps them a few times after you're done, sprinkling water over you and making you squeal. 

He knows washing his wings is no easy task, so after you're done, he shoos you out of the bathroom to wash his hair, but on days he's too tired, he lets you massage the shampoo into his hair. You help him dry off afterwards, blow dryer on the low setting when you move from his hair to his wings. A few flaps of his wings can do the task, but you do not want water all over your walls. 

After his feathers are dried, you apply the special oil he gets made just for his wings. It leaves his crimson feathers bright and lustrous. He hops in bed afterwards, holding you into him so he can feel your warmth engulf him. He nuzzles into your neck, his freshly cleaned, fluffy hair tickling your chin. He props up on an elbow and brushes his lips against yours, his voice a gentle whisper, "Thank you."

[forpiratereasons]

this just in, post-fuck ed teach is a chatterer with no filter

[lanasangelsblog]

look me in the eyes and say you love me

[redspotted-deer]

Not him throwing his Utensils on the ground

[runningmunson]

He sounds so incredibly British here

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

A random gif to bring a smile to anyone who needs one. 🖤

[dndadsepisodecovers]

Ep.10.02- Dad Me To Hell

[poolparty13]

“If this year has taught us anything, it’s that when we stick together like brothers and we work together and we stick with it, we can fucking do anything. Alright, we brought ourselves back from the fucking dead this year and it’s a credit to everybody in this room” - Connor McDavid | the drop, episode 33

[mysticallembers]

Kinito doodles bc that’s all I can do as of late

Also a bit of my humanoid design for kinito but I wanted show off his freckles on his upper body so I put him in a tank top :3

[golgelerinharamileri]

[butmommyilovehim]

Hammocking - Matt Rempe x reader

Warnings: 18+ for explicit sexual content

Dedicated to anon that asked me about this

The wonderful thing about hammocks is that can comfortably hold two people. You and Matt had spent plenty of time out in nature camping and hiking and you both have decided sleeping in a hammock is better than a tent. The first time you and Matt discovered hammocks were great for extracurricular activities was one day after canoeing out into the Canadian wilderness.

You had immediately found a spot for the hammock with a decent amount of shade but still had a pretty view of the water. You’re stretched out in the hammock when you feel the side dip drastically and you think you’re going to fall on your head. As quickly as it dipped Matt flops into the hammock and stretches out next to you. He gave up on a shirt earlier that morning so his chest is warm, sunkissed, and he smelled faintly of coconut from the sunscreen. His hair was damp from the river and his cheeks were flushed.

His right bicep is under your neck as a warm soft pillow with his forearm toss around you onto your chest. His hand was resting suspiciously close to your bikini top but you were too tired to make and remarks about it. You were so tired and he was so warm and comforting you slip off into sleep to the soft snores from Matt.

You wake up slowly something on the edge of your consciousness dragging you back. Your breathing hitches as you realize it’s a massaging sensation and you open your eyes with a groan. As soon as your eyes crack open and your head lulls to the side you catch Matt’s lopsided goofy smirk. He senses you waking up and just tilts his head onto you in response. His hand is lightly cupping your right breast with his index finger slowly in a circle. He quickly moves his hand to grab the corner of the bikini top. He makes a grunting sound and lifts his eyebrow in question as he tugs as the side. You’re silently cursing yourself for wearing a sting bikini today. Matt had recently figured out he could move the “little triangle things” around on the string and you had been putting him in string bikini jail because he couldn’t keep his hands to himself and it was starting to cause an issue. Essentially after he was messing with it one day and almost caused you to flash an old married couple on the beach a few weeks earlier.

“Fine” you huff trying to sound annoyed. But secretly you were thrilled with the possibilities. Matt always was very touchy but you had never done anything like this in public before. Though you weren’t sure if 20 miles down a river was considered public anymore.

You barely had gotten the short word out before he murmured “ah strings… hot” as he yanked the triangle cup to the side and cupped your boob gently. You inhaled sharply as he pinches your nipple and twists slightly. He chuckles lightly at your breathy eager response. Your hand is rested gently on his chest from your nap earlier and you think about sliding your hand down momentarily. Unsure if it would be public indecency if you’re only surrounded by trees and the sound of gurgling water. Matt seems to have read your mind and plops his big hand down on top of yours and guides it his chest and rests it on his crotch over his swim trunks. He gently pushes his hips up into your hand. He takes his left hand and reaches over to rest it on your stomach.

You feel him twitch and harden slightly as you press your hand into his crotch. This sparks some fire in your body that you didn’t realize was there earlier. You had spent hours in a canoe with this hit god of a man. You had to watch his muscles ripple under his tan skin all morning as he rowed. Your mind was going wild wanting to touch him and you quickly caved feeling him under your hand so close and eager for you.

You waste no time pulling the strings of his trunks yanking them down as much as you could and wrapping your hand around him. The sluttiest moan leave matts mouth as you squeeze your index and thumb tighter around him before swiping your thumb over his dark pink head and lightly push your thumbnail into his slit.

“Fuck y/n you’ve been holding out on me. Ive been wanting to touch you for a week.” Matt choked out as you moved your hand slowly down to the bottom of his shaft.

“You’ve been acting like a slut all week too. Not shirt ever.” You egged him on to see what he had in mind. You and Matt had been on vacation with his family for a week and your (pretty active) sex life had come to a screeching halt with the thin wall and Matts loud ass voice.

Matt opened his mouth like he was going to respond and then closed it as he slide your bikini bottoms to the side with a little giggle. His fucking little giggle like he found out a secret. He ran two fingers into your wetness stopping to slowly massage your clit. You said a silent thank you that matt was a musician and could use his fingers so well even if they were a little rough and calloused it added a little extra drag that felt so good. You both stayed like for a few minutes your hands lazily moving up and down on his shaft and his fingers massaging your clit to the point where you almost moved away.

Matt suddenly bucked his hips up, well as much as he could in a hammock. “Babe please more” he breathed out. He quickly slide his hand down and pushed a finger into you. The sudden pressure made your eyes roll back. It wasn’t much but you missed him so much you felt so empty without him. Your body was just happy to have him back and fluttered around him in response to the intrusion. The mood in the air shifted suddenly and you both sped up the pace.

You could feel the hair plastered on his forehead as he tilted his head to lean the side of his forehead into yours. You probably weren’t any better. There was a hot fire in your stomach and your chest was covered in a light layer of sweat. Matt pushed in a second and third finger into you without waiting. It burned but it felt so good. The heavy ring you had given him earlier that year with your finger print on it caught on the delicate skin of your entrance causing you to moan and light his should you not make so much noise. It was more of a low smolder than a burn and flooded you with more pleasure than you expected with the unexpected extra stretch and drag. Your grip tighten substantially around him and matt snaps his hips up in response with a groan. You hope you didn’t break it but the concern if forgotten when he moans “fuck” into your ear in a gravely voice.

“Matt I’m close”

“Me too baby” he speeds his hand up and curls his fingers deeper into you than before. You’ve yet to not orgasm before Matt. Initially you thought it was because you didn’t have a high stamina but after losing count you’ve decided Matt wouldn’t let himself come before you. The fire in your stomach reaches and peak your eyes roll back as you unravel around his fingers. Matt comes soon after you shooting white ribbons up over his abs.

He slowly pulls his fingers out of you as you slowly twitch and tighten around him. He brings his fingers up to his mouth and cleans your juices off his fingers with his tongue.

“Baby I missed how you taste”

In response you attempted to lean over and lick his abs but ultimately you almost tip the hammock over and matt tumbles out and lands on the blanket below.

“Gee fuck me and kick me out. I see how it is.” He looks serious and you quickly wonder if he’s mad.

“Babe I-“ he starts laughing as you face morphs into concern. “Asshole” you mutter as he stands up and tucks himself back into his swim trunks. He starts toward the river and you are so lost where he’s going with teeth marks on his should with cum all over his stomach in the middle of the woods. It clicks into place when he wades out into the water and starts splashing water onto his to clean off.

He looks back at you and asks “coming?” A completely innocent this to ask to see if you were going to go swimming with him. However, the smirk and cocked eyebrow with his hand out in front of his waist as be made thrusting motions with his hips. Coming, yeah you were in whichever way he intended.

Later that night you and Matt figured out you can also use the hammock as a sex swing if you sit in the middle with your legs thrown over the side.

This became a more frequent occurrence. Nobody questioned when you took your hammock on afternoon canoe trips. All seems very reasonable and definitely not sex related.

Sometimes you were sleeping deeper than the Matt, he would start getting jerking himself off and you would eventually wake up from the slight sway of the hammock and moans flooding from his lips. In cases like these he would make you match his pace while you fingered yourself. Though he still made sure you came first.

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I don’t typically write stuff so idk how good it is but I enjoyed writing it

[tomssexdoll]

alrigh hear me out so Tom and reader are enemies like reader is popular girl in school and Tom is outcast but they are in love and at some point when reader gets super drunk she comes to his and confesses her feelings but in a dumb way like she says stuff like “you belong in art museum” and Tom finds it funny and cute but he don’t believe her but it ends up being smut so basically fluff+smut with bits of angst (sorry if it’s long and i really love your fics)

GIRLL DONT APOLOGISE I LOVE DETAIL TYSM MWAH

Drunk in love

PAIRINGS: Tom 2007 x Female reader CONTENT: SMUT + FLUFF SYPNOSIS: Y/N is super popular in school and is secretly in love with her outcast enemy Tom, at a party Y/N gets super drunk and confesses to him but in a silly way which he loves. A/N: hi WARNINGS: teasing and clothing action, dom!tom, sub!reader, fingering, p in v (riding)

Me and Tom kaulitz, the schools outcast, have been enemies for years. I never knew why, I guess it was because everyone disliked him so I picked it up too. I never really hated him though, I was always secretly in love with him.

Sneaking him winks and blowing kisses when no one was around. I knew he felt the same, doing it back and even kissing me on the bus once.

But that was years ago, now he was even more quiet, barely spoke to anyone or even looked at anyone.

One day I went up to him after school, I invited him to the party I had been invited to since I needed someone as weird as him there, my friends didn't understand him but I did, I liked his quirky personality and stupid jokes.

"Ew, why were you talking to him Y/N" my friend snickered as I came back to her, I rolled my eyes "shut up, you guys are so rude" I grunted and walked off, leaving them super confused.

The time of the party came, I put on a slutty dress and did my makeup and hair just how he liked it, I overheard him talking about his type to other people and knew I needed to impress him.

I showed up, searching everywhere for him and avoiding my friends. I gave up and sighed, getting a few shots and downing them slowly, the clear liquid burning my throat as it went down.

A few hours later, I was super drunk, stumbling and giggling everywhere. I felt a tap on my shoulder and saw Tom, I looked up at him and my face turned red, "Oh T-tom! You..came!" I slurred my words, handing him a drink. He gladly took it and started to drink with me, eventually getting as drunk as me.

We sat down on a nearby couch, talking about everything and nothing. It came to a point where I was just listening to him yap, admiring his beautiful features. He took account of this and chuckled, "gonna keep staring at me like that", I was shaken out of my trance and looked away, super embarrassed "sorry..I can't help it" I giggled nervously.

He grabbed my chin with his hand and turned my face to look at him again, "it's alright princess" he smiled, his smile and the words that came out of his mouth made me super wet.

"You know.." I slurred "you belong in an art museum, you're so handsome" I giggled, going closer to him and looking deeply into his eyes, "oh really?" he chuckled, "is that your silly way of confessing your feelings to me" he said jokingly, I nodded, surprising him.

"Yeah, I've liked you for 5 years.." I bit my lip, his eyes widened "we need to talk about this in private" he sighed and grabbed my arm, dragging me into an empty bedroom and locking it behind him, setting me down on the bed.

"It can't be possible..I mean..you're you..gorgeous and popular and I'm this, an outcast" he frowned "why would you like me?" I scoffed at his question, "why? because you're different, you care about me, you're not an asshole who just wants me for my body or popularity, I love your silly jokes and weird humor, I can never be like that around my friends" I sighed, resting my head on his arm softly.

He smiled and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me closer and kissing the top of my head, "the time you kissed me on the bus years ago made me fall for you even more, it was like reassurance, like you were saying 'dont worry i feel the same', it made me have hope" I grabbed one of his hands and intertwined my fingers in his.

He lifted my chin once again to face him, leaning in closer and pressing his plush lips against mine, his hands snaking to the back of my head, holding it softly as he deepened the kiss.

He pulled back softly, a small string of saliva following, "are you not worried about your reputation, being seen with me with your popularity will be scandalous" he chuckled, caressing the back of my head softly, "I don't care Tom, i'd rather spend the rest of my life with you than worry about what some idiots in high school think" I sighed "i'm sick and tired of worrying about what my friends think, they are irrelevant anyways, they all talk shit about each other, including me" I rolled my eyes.

He smiled softly, pecking my lips again, "how can you kiss so well anyways, thought you were an outcast" I giggled, teasing him.

He chuckled "everyone at school thinks I have no friends at all but that's not the case, i've been with a few girls before" "well, i'll be your girl from now on" I pushed him onto the bed softly, climbing on top of him.

His hands rested on my ass, cupping them gently, I kissed him passionately, grinding softly on his clothed cock. I felt it press against his pants, hardening slowly.

"I've imagined this moment so many times.." he whispered, kissing my neck softly, I giggled and slowly zipped my dress off, chucking it somewhere in the room.

"Holy fuck you're gorgeous.." his breath hitched, hands roaming over my body, tracing my curves. "Well I dressed up for you and you didn't even notice" I grunted, he scoffed "didn't notice? trust me i did, I was trying to hide my boner when approaching you" he said shyly, turning his face away.

I smiled, "fine, i'll take it" I started to take his top off, revealing his toned body, I bit my lip and felt myself get ever wetter. I slowly trailed my hands down to his pants, unbuckling his belt and dragging them off. His cock was pressed against his boxers, leaking precum and staining them.

"Someones excited" I smirked, pulling his cock out slowly. It sprang out, hitting his abdomen. My eyes widened at the size, mouth slightly agape.

"Jesus christ...I always knew you gave off big dick energy" he chuckled "it's probably cause i'm so quiet, isn't that what they say, quiet guys give off big dick energy" I nodded and giggled, slowly taking my panties off.

He bit his lip at the sight of my pussy, wet and aching for him. I poitioned myself and slowly sat down, his cock engulfing my pussy. It stopped at one point, not going any further, I was only a quarter down.

"Shit..it's too big Tom.." I looked down at him, panicked. He grunted and pulled me off him, flipping us over and hovering over me. "I'll make it fit baby" he kissed my neck, his fingers slowly entering me.

"Ah!" I moaned, his fingers ramming into my pussy, stretching it out, "just tell me if you want to stop, ok?" he smiled, I nodded and closed my eyes, trying to forget the pain.

His fingers curled at my g spot, warming up my hole for his big cock. Once he figured it was stretched out enough he retracted his fingers, slowly pushing his cock in again.

It finally fit this time, resisting a bit halfway but he made it fit, just like he said. He held me gently and thrusted in and out, careful not to hurt me.

I grunted in frustration, "faster!" I whined, he chuckled "okay..so impatient" he grabbed my hips, pulling me closer and started to pound into me, his tip hitting my sweet spot perfectly.

"Fuck..so tight" he groaned, rolling his head back. I held onto him, my arms wrapping around his back and scratching at it tightly, intense pleasure waves coursing throughout my body.

"Fuckk!" I moaned loudly, kissing his neck and sucking on it harshly, leaving dark purple marks everywhere. He continued to slam his cock into me, his thrusts getting harsher by the second.

Even though his thrusts were harsh and rough, his touch on me wasn't. It was like I was a delicate flower, meant to be handled gently. The way he held me close, occasionally caressed my thigh, he was my dream guy.

Like I had told him before, the guys I had been with were assholes. They'd just fuck me and finish, not even caring about my pleasure, I was just another hole to them.

I threw my head back, arching my back as he kept hitting my g spot. His head lowered, hands removing themselves from my hips and coming to my bra, pulling it down slightly, revealing my hard nipples.

He smirked and latched his lips onto one, sucking softly, the other hand teasing my other boob. I moaned loudly, legs wrapping around his waist and pulling him in closer, deepening the connection.

"You're so sexy...so beautiful" he murmered on my tits, kissing the skin around my nipples, sucking gently and leaving marks on me too.

His tip kissed my cervix, hips slamming into mine with such force that the sound of skin slapping filled the air. I felt tension build in my tummy, signalling my awaiting orgasm.

"Gonna cum soon.." I whimpered, he smirked and picked up his pace, brutally pounding his cock into my cunt, making me scream in pleasure.

I felt the tension tighten even more, my orgasm washing over me, my pussy clenching on his cock tightly. He groaned and came in me, shooting his thick call all over my walls and coating it completely.

He collaped on top of me, trying to regain his breath. "Fuck...that was amazing y/n" he chuckled softly, kissing me gently. I nodded in response, wrapping my arms around him and holding him tightly.

After a few minutes he slowly pulled out, careful not to overstimulate me. Our shared juices softly dripped out of my hole, seeping onto the bed.

"Lord have mercy for who's going to clean this house" Tom smirked, I giggled "yeah, especially this room" I winked. He grabbed a tissue and cleaned me up, helping me put my clothes back on and kissing me lovingly.

"You know, I've never had a guy help me put my clothes back on after sex" I sighed, turning to him. Guilt washed over his eyes, his smile turning into a frown "you deserve better Y/N, i'm willing to give it to you, just give me a chance.." he caressed my cheek, pressing his forehead against mine.

"Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?" my eyes widened, pulling back. He nodded "please, I'll give you the world" he smiled softly, I looked deeply into his eyes, all that was staring back at me was sincerity, he was telling the truth.

"Oh my god Tom yes!" I squealed and pounced on him, hugging him tightly. He laughed, pulling me off and carrying me outside. All my friends stared in shock seeing us together, kissing and cuddling.

I glared back at them, enjoying my time with Tom. They came up to me, scoffing and crossing their arms, "what are you doing with this loser? I thought you hated him" I rolled my eyes "shut up chloe, you are so insufferable, I hate all of you and how mean you guys are, don't speak to me again we aren't friends anymore" I hissed at them "at least Tom treats me like the queen I am, you guys are miserable" I laughed at them, turning back to Tom and kissing him passionately, I felt him smile against my lips.

E/N: i can't lie i forgot the angst im sorry ily

tags: @itsmealaiah @tomscumdump @tomscumdoll @tomkaulitzloverr @ge-billsgf @estxkios @ballhair @charliesgoodboy @syylss