#WHY IS NOONE MENTIONING THIS

[crowsaysstuff]

Ok why don’t people mention how ripped bon clay is ???

#BON CLAY IS RIPPED #WHY IS NOONE MENTIONING THIS #I’m not attracted to it I’m just wondering why no one has mentioned it #I just thought this man was a full on twink #one piece #very minor spoilers #bon clay

[canneddolts]

#barney brie beier #my stuff #he glows red!!!! noone knows why not even me #current theories are radiation (but hes immune to uranium ore specifically) #eating off peoples abandoned plates & drinking stale open sodas in black mesa (not osha approved) #and he was j born like that #hes also a little warmer than usual #(i have a joke kinda where i raise the degrees every time i mention his temperature. it started at 138 F and is now at like 5 thousand????) #love him lots i talk a lot on my twitter but i dont wanna unprivate #uhhhmm twitter scares me

[the-toybox-general]

I forgot how hard lobotomy corporation is . But also maybe you shouldn't take Mountain of Smiling Bodies, Big Bird, and Army in Black all in one facility (⁠´⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠.̫⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠`⁠)

#sorry to the non LC players #General's Journal #Chess why would you do that ? #i took mountain and then went . well whats another 2 abnormalities that breach to death #NDKDNDKDND #Purple Noon let out all three of them in less than a second #death mention #lobotomy corporation #ask to tag

[antimony-ore]

Actually some things happening to me would be easier to explain if someone was able to go through my to do lists and journal directly

#I had an entry about how I just want a quiet morning to myself #but no matter how early I get up my mom is up and always says something judgy before good morning #after an extensive talk about my depression and me shutting down and sleeping most of the day yesterday she asks: #what are you doing up? #after getting up outta bed before 10 for the first time in a week somehow the same day I was finally able to #idk fighting the rot #I mentioned trying to form healthier habits so you’d stop questioning everything #why do you sleep until I wake up even if I wake up at noon and then are in every room I am in all morning #why do try to hold my hand and speak every thought you have with no filter #why did you cook dinner after the hours of ‘talking’ we did Tuesday and the resolution we came to #why don’t you work on the the things I ask of you in return? #no means no #not play a mom card #mom card expires when your kid has already outgrown the need for you #like I’m so sorry but you are literally killing the progress I made by saying things like #I can’t see any value in anything you do and my mental illnesses are fake or less debilitating then I make them out to be #I’m pretty much like SORRY I’m particular and living with you #I try to disappear so it’s not an issue for you most of the day #but you still seem to have a problem with everything I do or at least commentary #if doing AB and C gets me to where I need to be it is not your job to stop me and try to make me XYZ #fuck off #you can’t make me neurotypical suddenly #I’m turning into such a bitch #maintaining boundaries is hard

[forestryfae]

anyways i think. if someone says "i want to do something" and you just fucking leave without them or you make no effort to try to include them or help them include themselves youre not trying hard enough

in other words, a group of us said we wanted to go for a walk but apparently youre not allowed to use the bathroom before you leave so they left without me<3

#what the fuck even is the point. #and like. if they were unsure. they coulve ASKED. but yknow. hats fucking impossible here cus no answer is an automatic yes or no depending #on what the person who made the assumption feels like in the moment. #talkies #we're supposed to play dnd at some point too but eveyone has made a character already and i didnt even know #they KNOW i wanna play. but any time i mention that i dont have a character yet nothing fucking happens either #'oh you should make a character! :)' okay? where did you all hide the fucking character sheets then. #why didnt anyone ask me if i wanted to make one when ive said i want to play. there was in fact time to think. #anyways. really love it when noone makes an effort to include me when its something they know im interested in #or i make an effort to reach out and i get zero fucking response

[friendofthecrows]

The problem: Having a mental breakdown/BAD intrusive thoughts/feeling suicidal BUT I have an assignment I need to get done.

These two things are probably unrelated, but the first is making it nearly impossible to do the second. I desperately want help but have no idea who to ask or how anyone could even help.

Please do not DM me offering to talk. I usually really appreciate it when people do that, but I feel like I have been taking more than I am giving and I can't let any of you help that way right now. If you try, I will not respond.

Advice on what the hell I even do in this situation in the notes is fine, however. I feel like I make the wrong decisions every time a conflict between my mental health and real-world responsibilities comes up, which is a recurring theme due to my being Very Mentally Ill. I am often having some sort of crisis. This makes it difficult to do things reliably, but I Need To. You cannot challenge the idea that I need to get things done and be functional. I understand it's harmful to tie your worth to productivity, but my brain is going But Not For ME, I cannot let myself be useless. (evil bad harmful thoughts. do not think these thoughts.)

#tw suicide #tw sui mention #god this is so selfish #this is not a good thing to post publicly #i know #if i'm a decent person i'll delete this as soon as it's posted #making bad decisions tonight ig #at this point i am just So Dissociated #my partner ended up talking me down yesterday and i was genuinely feeling better #but not anymore! #was having fun this morning it just started Going Downhill at like noon #and now i'm already feeling like this and i don't know why #god this is so problematic i can just feel it #ppl are going to hate me for this

[mwagneto]

love how not only did they never explain why that guy set himself and the entire camp on fire they also don't have anyone in the show question it. everyone just watches him burn and is like yeah no need to talk about this you know how it is

#LIKE I CAN GUESS WHY BUT WHY DOES NOONE MENTION IT DJDNDUHDUXJD #the terror

[horrible-oracle]

i fucking hate ai "art" ugh!

#how would this subway station look as a human #how would our city look in a cyberpunk future #why do so many ppl look at a drawing a program made and think wow thats cool thats interesting #shut up shut up #hello its not like no one ever had these ideas and tried to picture them! why do you have to go to a program for that! #i would care less abt it if news pages i follow wouldnt post that shit and if noone sent it to chats im in #i fucking see that twice #not even to mention that those programs copy other artists styles without any credit... #anyway dont mind me #evgesha's thoughts #the tags kinda broke but im too lazy to fix them..

[high-lagaard]

idk why I made this but. Yeah my taste sure evolved thru the years

#associating games i like to school years make them feel more memorable to me... #i always mention p4g when talking about games that i learnt english through but the dr trilogy also played a big part in it #but p4g was the first game i played myself vs watching lets plays of dgrp #forever remember when i brought my vita to a 2 days school trip to conques (random french village) and played there. very distinct feeling #the reason why i played a lot more games in hs vs ms is bc of cope and being utterly friendless at school probably #but i feel like i wont play many other games this year because [gestures] the. t. current hyperfix #hssh is beating my ass and brain since saturday the 23th of december 2023 at noon i miss the person i was before trying out the demo so bad #nocti talks tag

[vroomvroomsposts]

I’m gonna be a hater for a second…

I have been in multiple fandoms with multiple ships. I have always stuck to my favs and let the other ships be. Why yuck someone’s yum right? (unless it’s like super weird and questionable)

But there’s this one F1 ship that is just getting on my nerves. I’ve never had that issue before, where the existence of a ship makes me so annoyed. And it’s not even a morally wrong or weird ship. And it’s not even because I hate one of the driver in the pair. I love them both, they’re my pookies. But this ship just!! Ugh!!

It was cute at first ngl I even indulged in it a little bit, but it’s just annoying now. Mostly because of the shippers I guess. Because they make everything these drivers do together about the ship. And I also noticed that most of them ship this ship particularly just for the reason that they hate the driver who is most popularly paired with one of the driver from their ship. And it’s so clear how blatantly they hate that driver because they always write him as the antagonist in the fics. And not only that but they are also the bg ship for other ship fics because they also don’t like that driver. I had to stop reading a fic from one of my fav writers bc they just added the ship out of nowhere (which ok is more of my issue) but it was so clear they added that ship because they hated that one driver.

And the tags for the drivers are so unbearable because it’s just about the ship. So much that I had filter the ship name to see any posts about the drivers. I guess I have more issue with the shippers than the ship.

#personal rant #and I have seen other people also not liking this ship #and there’s this one account that brings the ship even when a post has nothing to do with it #I have seen them in multiple posts reblogging with the ship when noone is even mentioning the ship #<-were they one of the reason why I stopped liking the ship? maybe #just being a hater ignore #f1 rpf

[unhinged-popsocket]

Wait did they fix Tumblr search what

#wgy does it work now #why did noone mention this #whuh? #me post #text post #tumblr #tumblr search

[not-actually-human]

hmmm

#last week i mentioned a bad night i had a few weeks before (paranoia stuff) to someone in art class #and thry like. immediately started trying to make me more paranoid?? #saying stuff like “oh yeah someone is definitey coming to kill you and you arent real lmao” #and like. i was okay then because it was noon on a wednesday and i was in a good place #but that was. uh. a little fucked up #why did they do that?? i am so confused by people #vent #atlas screams into the abyss

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITAH for telling my wife no?

My wife (35f) and I (38m) have been married for 12 years, dated for 3 before that. We have 3 kids (10m, 7f, and 5f). We both work full time in separate fields, she does some chemistry thing that I don't understand and I am a manager at a computer repair store my friend runs, and also a short story writer when its slow. She is definitely the breadwinner bill payer between the two of us, but I bring in the fun money for our family and would be completely listless if I didn't at least work part time. We also fully own our home because of her job.

Also, my parents watch the kids for us during the week when we are working. It's been this way since our son was born, and they've been doing it less since they are all in school. But it's free childcare, they refuse to accept money unless it's reimbursing for buying food.

Ok, now that all of that backstory is set, here's where the problem begins.

A couple of months ago my wife started pepper into conversations about a possible promotion coming up that would get her out of the lab and into a more "manage the lab team" position, with less dangerous hours for more pay. Ever since the first time she mentioned it I've been hyping her up and telling her she's a shoo in for the promotion, especially since she's been working there since her masters internship and now she has a PhD.

Last night she told me she was getting word today if she got it! After she left for work this morning I called my boss up and told him I couldn't come in today, and then told my parents the kids were saying with me. We spent the day cleaning the house, drawing congratulations cards, and making a congratulations banner. We also made a couple cards that say sorry and we love you for if she didn't get it. I was working on making her favorite dinner (lobster rolls with lobster bisque, because she's a fancy lady) when she got home earlier than normal. Everyone was surprised, because noone is usually home at this time and yet here everyone was. She got tears in her eyes seeing everything we were still working on, got down and hugged our two youngest, and said she got the promotion! Cheering all around! And that's when she dropped the bomb, saying we need to get a realtor in a state three away from us so we can relocate within the next two months.

I was stunned, and just said no, we arent moving for this promotion. In all of her talks she never mentioned that the promotion wasn't for the same location she's been at. All of our family is here, her parents and mine, all of our friends are here, my job is here. She insisted that she's mentioned relocating before but I swear she never did. That set of a completely new argument about never listening to her and only hearing what I want to hear, and how this will make it so I can stay home with the kids and not even need a fun money job. During this I noticed she was typing on her phone, and when I asked why she was multitasking an argument she said she was texting my parents to get the kids so they don't have to see this.

When my parents got here they congratulated her on the promotion and asked how long until we move.

She told my parents the promotion included relocation.

I'm typing this on the couch in the basement, because I can't face her right now. My parents knowing means she probably did say we would need to move if she got it. I don't want to move, I like my job, and our house. I like being near my parents. I know this would practically set us for life but I don't want to. I know I'm being selfish, and I know I must not be listening when she talks, but I still don't think she should accept the promotion. I still think no.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[chuluoyi]

✎ treasure

- gojo satoru x reader

the strongest sorcerer meets his match in his petulant son, who inherits his six eyes and is having trouble with them

genre: taking care of your son with dad!gojo, fluff/comfort

note: AAAA i love this waaay too much!😭 this brilliant idea gave me baby fever so bad came from an anon who so energetically dropped by my askbox, thank you! and seeing this artwork by Yoon in twitter definitely gave me more ideas too!

a part of gojo's love entries

series masterlist | oneshot masterlist

"No!"

"Why? This helps—"

"That's ugly! I don't want to look ugly—like you!"

Satoru blinked in utter disbelief, and you broke into the most satisfying fits of laughter. In front of him, standing tall and sullen and very much like him was his own son, now barely five years old.

Your boy mentioned that he had been experiencing discomfort in his eyes lately, which also caused him to become dizzy. And Satoru attempted to persuade him to use a blindfold like he did because it was effective.

However, as we can see, his son didn't take his suggestion well at all. His bright blue eyes, ones your husband passed down, bore an intense glare aimed squarely at him.

"I..." Satoru sputtered, his eyes twitching. The sight was comical as no one had ever managed to elicit such a reaction from him. And no one ever considered him an unattractive person too! "I'm not—"

"You are!"

Once again, you let out a triumphant cackle, and this time your husband shot you a glare. But you didn't care. All those years of tolerating his antics had paid off. His son had finally put him in his place!

When he was a baby, you thought your son was Gojo Satoru incarnate. He was the spitting image of him—with all gaits and expressions too. And you had worried if he would turn out to be just as much of a menace as he was.

But apparently, life has other sweet plans because like you, he was a relatively calm boy, diligent, and didn't like to make a fuss. Satoru argued that it was definitely in his genes—claiming he had also been a sweetheart when he was a child, but you couldn't quite imagine him being remotely as reserved as your son.

That aside, the cause of this hilarious exchange did actually make you worry a bit.

"Look, I know it probably looks odd," Satoru gestured at the blindfold in his hand, but your little boy still didn't seem convinced by the pout he displayed. "But it will help you, I promise. If only you would—"

Oh, but it was almost like karma because besides his appearance, the other trait your son inherited from your husband was his strong sense of winning.

His face reddened from sheer indignation, and he once again screamed, "I don't want to! I'll just cover my eyes with—" he took a nearby napkin and pulled them over his eyes, "—this!"

Satoru sighed in annoyance, and you decided to jump in. Crouching down next to him, you gently pried the napkin from his hand.

"Papa just wants to help you, okay?" you reasoned, cupping his plump cheeks. Gods, he used to be this round thing in your and Satoru's arms and now he was already this big. "He uses it everyday and he has no problems, see?"

"But it doesn't look good..." Your son drooped his head in disappointment, and you could feel Satoru rolling his eyes beside you, evidently miffed at the thought of him being less than good-looking.

Parenting is challenging, especially when your husband still holds onto some of his childlike tendencies. So you decided to end the discussion here.

It was later at noon, while you were in the kitchen preparing lunch when you heard your son's scream and something crashing. Your heart was in your throat as you rushed to the backyard, only to see something that made your heart lurch even more.

Your sweet boy was wailing on the ground, clutching his head, and Satoru—

His expression was as horrified as yours if not more, as he ran and caught your son in his arms, pressing him tightly against his chest as if shielding him from the sun altogether. "Shit. Hey, hey—buddy, you okay?”

Satoru lifted him up and carried him inside. You were right beside him as he settled on the sofa, gently hushing your son, who was still shaking and had his eyes covered against his chest.

"M-My head..." your son whimpered, tears streaming down his chubby cheeks. "...h-hurts..."

"It's okay, it's okay..." he murmured, caressing the child's hair in a soothing manner, and it reminded you so much of what he would do to you in the early mornings. "I've got you now, nothing’s going to happen to you. Hang on a little longer, yeah?"

You felt warm tears threatening to well up in your eyes at the sight. It was heart-wrenching to see your son in such torment, and the way your husband was consoling him deeply touched you. It served as a poignant reminder of just how many years had passed from when Gojo Satoru was still that brat who used to mess with you during high school.

Soon, your little boy's breathing became even, and he went to sleep in Satoru's comforting embrace.

You looked at him while biting your lip, undiluted worry in your voice. "What should we do? He's been experiencing pain often lately..."

Satoru really wanted to wipe that expression from your face, but with his precious child clinging onto him for dear life, even he didn't have the heart to.

"Don't worry, I'll be with him," he assured, a plan already forming in his mind. "If he hates blindfolds that much, then I'll get him some pairs of glasses just like the ones I have—for kids. We'll start with that."

Bearing the weight of his clan's revered eyes was a heavy burden, and honestly, he would prefer it if none of his children had to inherit them. After all, he went through it all too as a child—the manifestation of the six eyes' powers marks the beginning of life as a sorcerer. The perilous world he was still trying to keep away from his son.

Nonetheless, he would be there for him every step of the way. It was what he vowed to himself on the day he was born. He wouldn’t let anything befall him—or you.

You had calmed down after hearing his plan, and as you gazed at your precious boy’s innocent face in his protective grip and the gentle pats he gave him, you suddenly found yourself in a mischievous mood once again.

"Heh, quite the doting papa, aren't you, Satoru?" you winked, a teasing smile on your face. You could have sworn his cheeks slightly flushed as he retorted:

"Hmph. He is my personal little body warmer, after all."

#𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 #gojo satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk drabbles #jjk x reader #jjk imagines #jjk x you #gojo x reader #gojo satoru fluff #jjk fanfic #dad!gojo #gojo fluff #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoru #satoru gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #gojo x you #gojo #gojo satoru imagines #jjk fluff #satoru gojo fluff #jjk gojo #jjk gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jutusu kaisen x reader #satoru x reader

[lopsidedtreetrunks]

Ummmmm ok so idk if anyone is like,, on the edge of their seat waiting for me to post art (/sarcasm) but it's really bugging me that I haven't been able to post any art for like a week at this point so I just wanted to come on here to explain that its bc I have chronic back pain and after getting my new desk and stuff I didn't have a good chair so I haven't been able to sit at my desk without being in a lot of pain. I can't sit in any good position for drawing traditionally either without being in pain so that's why I've not been able to get anything out. That's all I hope you're all having lovely days etc 💕

#sorry about a wall of text #i just wanted to mention why i havent posted any art #even tho im sure noone cares bxjsjs #life updates

[letterlitter]

Pacify Her

Lando Norris x reader

•Tags: smut, toxic Lando, hate-fuck, makeup sex

•Loosely based on a song by Melanie Martinez with the same title.

•Wordcount: 1.6k

It was unbearable how Lando squeezed this new girl's thigh and whispered in her ear. You knew it was to make you jealous, he was a tease even more when you two were in a relationship. You had really bad arguments that let to the decision of splitting, but since you didn't want to break up the friend group, you agreed to just say the relationship ended on good terms and decided to be friends which was a total lie and both of you knew it.

Now, only a couple months after everything, Lando had shown up with a new "girlfriend" which drove you absolutely mad how uncouth he could be. Bringing this girl in your group out of the blue fully knowing that neither you nor himself had moved on from that deep, long term thing you had.

She looked at you like she wanted to be your friend and get your validation so bad. You didn't know if Lando had told her you were his ex. He didn't even dare mention it when he was introducing her. You automatically hated her, although her big brown eyes seemed lovely and innocent. She didn't have a clue what she had gotten herself into. You pitied her cluelessness.

You noticed Lando's griny glances at you, he kept making sure you were looking before each kiss he left on her cheek. The bastard had all his moves coordinated and planned but you had been with him for too long not to see right through his facade.

You were at your limit, who was he to inflict this hurt on you after all that he had done?

Rage made your body dense as you walked towards Lando's house the night after, when you made sure nobody else was with him. His Friday nights had always been free on purpose to sleep until noon, game, and sleep again. You remember trying to wake him up for lunch and he was dead asleep because he had stayed awake to play with friends.

You rang and he buzzed the door open without asking. Walking towards the stairs you noticed the rose garden you had planted in a corner. The thought of Lando's face after a thorn had poked him in the arm and how he treated the flowers as his enemies forced your lips into a fainted smile. You hated that his memories made you happy. You hated it was him you had those memories with.

You pushed the thoughts away and tried to focus on why you were here. Lando opened the door, a confused look on his face, "y/n? What is it why are you here?"

"We need to talk." And you stormed in.

"Please come in, make yourself comfortable." The sarcasm in his voice was familiar, and now that you weren't in love with him, infuriating.

"Want to talk about what?"

"About how you're being such an asshole."

"Excuse me?"

"Don't act like this Lando I know you did those things on purpose."

"Damn I don't know what you're talking about." He kept his sarcastic tone. You hated it.

You pushed his chest back in anger, "stop playing with me. You know damn well this girl you keep bringing is just a doll to mess with my head."

Lando smiled as if he had been expecting these words from you.

"This is way too low, even for you Lando."

"Everyone thinks we're friends, why can't friends introduce their new girlfriends to their other friends?"

"I'm not everyone. I know this is a lie stop trying to make it sound casual."

"What do you expect me to do? Stay single until you're over me?"

"Yes!" The loud sound that exited your mouth surprised you as it did Lando. You never planned to sound weak or needy. You just wanted to get closure, "look. I'm not trying to control your life or whatever, but what you're doing to make me jealous is messy and fucking pathetic. Fix it. Goodbye." And you started walking towards the door.

"Well did it work?" Lando's voice stopped you. He sounded sort of genuine for the first time in months.

You kept silent and still, wondering what to answer. Turning around to face him you said, "well do you love her?"

"Of course I do. She's very real."

You took one step closer, "stop lying."

Lando took a step closer to you, "stop being jealous."

You took one more step, "she looks way too innocent for you. I pity her."

Lando took another step , "I can teach her."

-"Funny."

-"I know."

-"You're insufferable."

-"I know."

Silence.

Now you were only one step away from eachother. Only one breath. You were mad at him and the tension felt heavy in the air as the sun was halfway set. His eyes looked crazy blue in the last golden rays of sunshine coming in fron his big windows. His face stingy and lips so soft it made you even more angry at him.

Your self control was getting shaky and you felt it shatter when Lando swinged his arms up to hold your face to kiss you deeply on the lips.

You squeezed your hand on his arm in protest to rip him off of you before it was too late but he was desperate.

He kept kissing you harder and harder like you gave him air to breathe.

You hated this. You hated the way his body pulled you in and you hated how it felt so good. He knew his way with you. Every single button, all the nooks and crannies.

You finally eased into the kiss, letting go of Lando's hoodie that was balled up in your fist and started to kiss him back.

His hands unzipped your sweatshirt and pulled it off your arms as soon as he felt that you wanted this as well. You let him. He slipped his hand under your tshirt, pinching your belly, messaging your back.

You let out a heavy exhale.

"I missed you." He whispered into your mouth, putting his lips on yours before you could say anything back.

Lando's hands moved down to your jeans but you held onto his hand to prevent him from going on. He stopped kissing you.

It was all too much for you and you hated him for being so good at this. You stared dead into his eyes, knowing full well that you were helpless, and said, "you fucking bastard."

He giggled when you pressed your debating lips on his again.

You let him kiss your lips, your neck, your collarbone, your breasts, your belly. You let him get down on his knees for you, between your legs.

His wet tongue on you made you jump in a surprising pleasure. The tip of his tongue moving in circular motions, in search of the place that made you moan the loudest. You tried fighting the sensation but failed miserably when he raised his finger to your entrance, messaging and warning about what's to come.

The moan that left your lips after he pushed his finger inside you was involuntary. You could feel Lando smiling on your pussy with the sound. He kept moving his tongue with your hand in his curls; pumping his finger and pulling moans out of you until you felt like you could take it no more. That's when Lando pulled his now soaked finger out and stood up, Leaving you clenching around nothing.

He faced you again to continue his kisses; you could taste yourself on his lips as he took off your tshirt and your bra, leaving you completely naked in the middle of the house. He looked at you once more before taking off his own hoodie you've been pulling on to get rid of since the start, he turned you around and got closer. His bulge rubbing against your butt from under his sweatpants.

"You're so pretty." He whispered into your ear, "wait here okay?"

You turned around to see him almost run to his bedroom to get condoms and you got a chance to take a look at his smooth, tan skin as he walked back.

Lando kissed you shoulder and your back as he slowly bent you over the handle of the couch. Messaging your body as he bent on you to let you feel his skin, his pants were off, your could feel his hard dick against the back of your leg. He adjusted himself on you and pushed in. You weren't hesitant to moan anymore. His length inside you was a familiar sensation of pleasure after this long. He was all you needed.

Lando started pumping deeper into you, making you feel fully stretched. You could hear his little groans and exhales when he grabbed your neck to make you arch your back more, pulling your head towards his mouth. "I bet nobody fucked you like this since I was gone." And he started moving faster. You pushed back your body into his, blurring the lines infront of your eyes.

You came within seconds after that.

He pulled out of you. You turned around quickly, grabbed his shoulders and lead him to the couch to sit down.

"Could you ever teach her this?"

And you climbed on top of him, each leg on each side. Leading his still erect dick to your hole and pushing down on him. Lando threw his head back with a moan. You took his hands and put them on your ass. He squeezed his hands with every movement you made.

You started kissing under his ear, where you knew he was sensitive. Moans started turning into whimpers and he started pushing up his legs towards you. You both moved faster as you reached your high. You nails dug into Lando's shoulder and his hands tight around your back when you both came and you collapsed into his arms.

****

"What a stupid decision." You said through your panting and you both giggled since you knew you were going to make more.

(This is the first time I'm posting a smut one shot online sorry if it's short or lacking♡)

#lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando x reader #f1 x female reader #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #lando norris smut #f1 smut