#WOAH HOLD ON

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Happy Valentine's Day! (and this blog's first post anniversary!)

[dailyloopdeloop]

DAY 89: spam tong

[nartothelar]

@/indigowallbreaker: “At an Anime con and could not resist nabbing this little guy-- and I'm blaming you for making me such a fan XD Sorry, just had to share!”

[lets-go-banana-fishing]

I'm not the one to think that Ash and Eiji fell in love at first sight BUT YOU'RE TELLING ME THIS IS HOW ASH REMEMBERS HIS FIRST ENCOUNTER WITH EIJI?!?

EIJI LITERALLY LOOKS LIKE AN ANGEL IN HIS MEMORIES

(for reference; when they first met, Eiji was asking about guns and murder:)

[metropolitianmania]

ngl some of you so called “allies” are not good at hiding your disdain for anyone inherently masculine in the LGBTQIA community

[dr-cameron]

"House practically begged me to come back." House (2004) Season 1 Episode 20 "Love Hurts"

[blorbocedes]

ok hear me out.... totally crazy idea.... max / lando mind games

Lando stops from where he's grinding against Max's thigh to look up hesitantly. "Hey, you're not like, mad at me from last week's radio, right? Cause Daniel was saying in the media..."

Max is broken out of his spacing out, blinking and then frowning as he registers Lando's words. "I have not spoken to Daniel." His hand curls against Lando's thigh.

Lando nods. Right. Cause it would be pretty awkward of them to be doing this if Max was mad at him. Max's thigh is a solid weight under him and his dick is missing the friction already. They're not supposed to have sex during race week so they improvise. This is basically building core strength for Lando.

"So, we're cool." Lando says nonchalantly, squeezing Max's shoulder in a friendly manner and also to balance himself, gearing himself ready to start back up. His underwear had pooled a small wet spot of precome already.

This time Max stops him. The grip on his waist tightens, stopping his hips from moving. Max holds his gaze in that intense eye contact he likes to hold, that Lando can't shy away from. "Why would we not be cool? It is, of course, your championship to win now,"

Lando's dick is so hard, it twinges in pain. To gain some leverage, he palms Max's half-hard cock through his briefs.

"Which makes it my championship to lose." Max finishes wryly.

"Don't say that." Lando mutters, ears going red, flaming downwards. Lando thumbs Max's bulbous tip to be petty, and Max digs his thumb and fingers into the soft flesh of Lando's waist, who takes the opportunity to continue rutting against him. He knows, okay, Lando knows it's a possibility even as he tells everyone he's taking it one race at a time. There's a chance. But it's also Max. And Max is the driver he rates the most, why it feels so, so rewarding to beat him. 70 points is not nothing, in 9 races, anything can happen. A single safety car can change the entire standings.

Lando grinds against Max's thigh, bare skin against harsh sensations of cotton making him feel all sorts of frayed. This entire year, he wanted to be taken seriously as a title contender and now everybody's treating like it's a done deal, causing major whiplash.

"Why not? It's true." Max says matter-of-factly, appearing unruffled even as his pupils are completely dark drowning out that ocean blue as he watches Lando's breathing get faster and his hands on Lando are practically pulling his hips forward in rhythm.

"You've got the same chance as me, mate." Lando's heart rate is speeding up. He paws at Max's dick, which is now fully erect, and jerks it off in harsh strokes. It's a nice dick, average sized on the girther end, not terrifyingly large like in porn. Very friend shaped. "It's still anybody's game."

By anybody he means just the two of them. But then again, Max knows that too.

"I can only outdrive the car. You have the fastest car. 9 perfect races. Vettel's done it before," The 'I've done it' goes unsaid but heard regardless. "It's in your hands now."

The only trophy in Lando's hands right now is attached to Max. Fuck you, Lando thinks. When he was first starting to jerk off as a hormonal teenager, he was scared he was doing it so much he would rip it straight off. He imagines ripping it off Max, blood spurting everywhere, misses the race, the championship is secured. He doesn't actually want to do that. He imagines getting on his knees, and taking Max's length in its entirety in his mouth - the way he can never quite manage in real life - look up at him, recently as heavenly light shines on him. The pressure is building in the pit of Lando's stomach, he's thinking every thought that crosses his head to find the one that pushes him over the edge into sweet release.

"When you're in the fastest car, everything below first in underperforming." Max is rolling his own hips now too, voice more breathy.

"You think I don't fucking know that?" Lando snaps, emotional regulation out of bounds, as if he isn't very well aware of the mountain to climb, the ones Max has scaled and back. They're all fucking competitors. Second place is first loser.

Max pulls Lando close, their dicks finally, finally making contact through two thin layers of cotton. Still, he can feel the weight, the shape of it under him and it feels obscene. Like pretend sex, instead of the real thing. The touch feels electrifying, even as it's not enough. They're in a kind of fucked up embrace, hips moving in tandem. Max pats Lando's back reassuringly, going down to his spine.

"Come on. We can be World Champion, Lando." His words are mocking, but they do it for Lando who buries his groan into Max's neck, feeling his orgasm being pulled out from him.

Max doesn't let him relish in the afterglow, wastes no time in taking Lando's hand and pulling it down his pants and jerks himself off. He bites Lando's shoulder as he finishes, making Lando twitch, spilling over both of their hands.

Finally, Lando flops over him on the sofa, both of them sharing wet patches on the front of their underwear. When the high from the orgasm subsides, the shame of rubbing one out against his main rival's leg and wanting his approval creeps in.

9 perfect races swims in his head.

He knows Max will do everything in his power to win, it just doesn't occur to him he's one of those things too.

[abstractdogwolfthing]

Pride Day 24 and 25

I caved and I drew sapphic crossmare again

(Use she/her on Nightmare 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️)

Click on the image for higher quality cuz Tumblr is mean to artists 😒

I didn’t wanna do any more complex poses so you get rabid Cross, drooling over their hot wife.

…

Don’t judge me…

.💜🖤.

[certainwizardlady]

Day 13: Betwixt

[godsfavoritelitlesilly]

I need him to be a model right now

[snickeruwu]

To the Animator Vs Animation/ Animation Vs Minecraft fandom…

Does anyone wanna virtually hold hands when AvA 6 episode 3 comes out?

Edit: The AvA episodes have a different numbering system now.

That means “AvA 6 Episode 2” is now “AvA 10” and AvA 6 episode 3 will now be “AvA 11” (when it’s released.)

(If you’re confused, feel free check out my master post! It has a link to another post with a photo explaining the new numbering system.)

[robotpussy]

PREGNANT MIDGE DOLL REFERENCEEEE

[p1x1x]

what indeed…!

[bibylers]

Okay, so I’m just gonna say, I’m a BYLER, so bear with me as I say this. 😭

I just watched stranger things s1-2 with my mom and, tbh, I never even realised how much I LOVE mileven in s1 & s2.

Their storyline is made so well and I just LOVE ITTT

Don’t even get me started on the:

“I never gave up on you. I called you every night for-“

“353 days. I heard.”

LIKE OH MY GOD? THAT SHIT HAS MY HEART MELTING EVERY SINGLE TIME.

And I’m like FULL ON MILEVEN OBSESSED everytime after watching s1 or s2, like I LOVE their relationship, their storyline, everything in s1-2, BUT, the MILLISECOND I start watching s3, IT ALL JUST COMES CRASHING DOWN.

Like, WHYY duffers???

Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE byler, but like genuinely, I would’ve loved seeing mileven’s storyline continue as it was; emotionally strong, great storyline, just chef’s kiss. But in s3 the whole teenage drama romance (the breaking up and all of that) just RUINS IT ALL FOR MEE 😭

Then s3 ends with THIS, and it’s supposed to make me love mileven again????

Like what???? NOOOOOO 😭😭

Mike’s eyes, WIDE OPEN during the kiss?? Then followed by THIS LOOK??

LIKE WHATTTT???? WHHHAAAAAAAT

Then onto season 4, as much as I LOVE byler, I can’t help but sometimes wonder how adorable mileven could’ve been in s4, if it wasn’t for the duffers just once again, LETTING IT GO. 😭

I understand that they’re most likely doing it to make byler endgame in s5, and I LOVE THAT, but at the same time I’m like: “okay but imagine HEALTHY and EMOTIONALLY STRONG mileven from s1-s2 as endgame??” 😔

But as it looks, it’s most likely not going to be that.

Mostly why I love them SM in s1-s2 it’s because of EL.

Like El deserves SO MUCH love. But obviously in s3-4, we’re slowly being shown that Mike doesn’t give enough of that to her, and that makes my heart literally BREAK for her.

But also, we’ve been shown that El is also, OBVIOUSLY, better off focusing on herself so she can truly understand herself and learn about herself, like ANY OTHER PERSON WOULD.

Because it literally looked like she was about to get that sense of self understanding and learning in s3 when she spends time with Max, but then that immediately just gets interrupted with the horror storyline coming back.

LIKE NOOO LET HER HAVE HER MOMENT PLEASEE 🙏🏼😩

[clerk427]

Art fight attack for @crazysodomite that I am a little proud of

[skitskatdacat63]

2023 British Grand Prix - Qualifying - Oscar Piastri(ft. Mark Webber, Jenson Button, Max Verstappen & Lando Norris)