#hi bae

[frankenfutch]

Where else do you have scissor?

[shezgotgame]

veronica burton 🙂‍↕️

[12romy]

💜🥰💜

Romy, Skysports & BBC are always at the scene of the crime when it comes to brocedes edits. You would swear that they were married and going through the worst divorce known to man.

When I saw that I instantly remembered the edit they made of Lewis and Nico to hozier “take me to church”

I can’t find the full video as it was for Monaco quali but Sky milked the shit out of them

https://x.com/brocedesinfomat/status/1842283520242393154?s=46

Wait no wait hold on what do you mean that video is an official thing and not a fan edit???? Oh my GOD the media were fucking insane!!!!!

Tbf they WERE a married couple going through the worst divorce known to man just saying... Anyway deeply obsessed with this video, if someone finds the full version please send it to me XD

[roadravaged]

@hervelle | 𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅

" you should see the other guy, "

✶ ━ the quiet jingle of bells above the roadhouse door announced someone's entrance, putting a pause to dean's festivities ( slamming shots of hot whiskey at the bartop while awaiting sam's return from wherever he was off to, ) and his most recent shot glass was dropped to the counter with a clink. it wasn't too frequent that they had time to pitstop here along the way of where their jobs were taking them, and the time spent was cherished. it felt as though it were one of the last slivers of a normal life he could grasp onto, some semblance of a family without their parents. more of a home than lawrence ever could have felt to him, at least. someone slid themself up onto the stool beside him, and his demeanor relaxed at that. jo.

it was only a moment of comfort before eyebrows raised at her in concern. he knew she could handle herself in any situation, god only knows she didn't need any help or want it, even. it was one of the traits he'd admired the most in the harvelle family line, even if it had started with a rifle pressed to his back once upon a time. that didn't prevent a pang of worry at the sight of a split in the blonde's eyebrow, crusted blood resting around on the skin around it. looked like she caught a right hook or lost a fight with something she'd ran into.

dean pursed his lips, the stinging from the alcohol still present in his throat and requiring a cough before he'd be able to speak normally. when he did, there was a light air of playful curiosity in his words.

" really, now ? i'm guessing you got 'em good ? feel like elaborating ? "

[127luvr]

If you ever have the time could you make a Jisung x male reader based on the song "Romantic St." by Girls' Generation ^-^ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97b0rYAryak You can also just do whatever plot if you want, I don't mind

Romantic St.

Park Jisung x Male reader

The street is busy. Crowded with high schoolers and couples that stroll—taking advantage of the weekend just like you and Jisung. He tightens his grip on your hand as you walk next to him, adjusting the beanie just above his eyebrows and making sure his mask covered half of his face. Only his eyes were visible, but that was enough for you.

There’s street performers no matter where you go, the sound of synchronized footsteps on concrete catching Jisung’s attention. You find a quiet spot behind the crowd watching, avoiding any lights that surround the group of boys dancing. You watch Jisung, his eyes following the group curiously. He’s an intimidating presence—covered in a black puffer jacket and a cardigan just underneath it as he towers over the people in front of you. But there’s no one you’d rather watch, no one you’d rather study other than Jisung.

“Why aren’t you watching them?” Jisung leans down to whisper in your ear which causes a shiver to go down your spine.

“You’re more interesting.” He elbows you playfully, dragging you to keep walking down the street to see more of it. It’s useless—the main attractions that filled the street never distracting you from Jisung. You never noticed how expressive his eyes could get, regardless of whether or not the rest of his face was covered up. He brings your hand to his large pocket, keeping it warm in his hold while the two of you kept walking. “Where are you taking me?”

He says nothing, instead leading you to an abandoned park that’s just a bit away from all the buzz that comes from the public.

There’s a streetlight that shines just above Jisung as he comes to a stop. He stares down at you, letting go of your hand when he reaches up to grab your face. You wish you had covered up as much as he had, feeling the cold nip the tip of your nose and cheeks when you come to stand in front of Jisung. He rubs his thumbs over your face, frowning under his mask when he feels how cold your skin is.

“You’re cold.” You can hear the pout on his lips, the sound of his soft voice already warming you up. He pulls back, pulling his mask down to bring his lips next to your ear, “I know a way to warm you up.”

He’s doing it on purpose. Using his soft lips and deep voice to rile you up while there’s no one around. It makes your heart flutter and you’re glad you have the weather to blame for your flushed appearance. It doesn’t matter how long the two of you had been together—Jisung always found a new way to make feel shy. It was odd, you’d think it was the other way around but he was different with you. He was more confident—more easygoing.

“I meant get in my jacket, perv.” The two of you share a giggle, bumping noses together when you get closer to him—if that were possible. He lets you snake your arms into his puffer jacket, basking in the warmth that radiates off of Jisung’s body. He surprises you with a peck to your lips, letting his lips hover just above yours for a moment longer before you pull him in again for a longer kiss.

His skin is orange under the streetlight lamp but that doesn’t hide the pink flush that spreads across his cheeks—something that you have a feeling wasn’t because of the weather.

[jigencaps]

[lifeispeechee]

Do it be fartin

it is, in fact, fartin.

[barzzy]

van v cgy — 2.17.21