#ball cap backwards

[gloriousgoateedragon]

#red flannel shirt #red plaid flannel #ball cap backwards #full beard #hairy chest #hairy muscle #big muscle bear #sexy chest #woof woof #nipplicous #male nipple

[tarmac-rat]

Badlands chic

#Cyberpunk 2077 #CP2077 #V #My V #Riley Aldana #The vest + bandana tops you can get in Phantom Liberty...............chefs kiss #I'd like to think Riley had an outfit like this for raids when she was riding. Now in NC she doesn't but she might want to cobble one up #Nomad couture is repurposed military equipment you stole with baggy pants backwards ball caps and gas masks #What more can a girl ask for? #Aldi speaks #Fem V Friday

[bestbuddiesbigdayout]

"Thanks for agreeing to be my best man, Bro. I love you, Buddy."

"I love you too, man. I'll be your best everything. Now let's sneak in a best bro kiss while no one's around."

#bestbuddiesbigdayout #bro kiss #gay kiss #men kissing #blue jeans #jeans #ball cap #backwards cap #best man

[kayden-valcourt]

Reupload cuz I forgot my freckles oops This is me irl- LMAO

#split dye #pink hair #black hair #gemini #red bull #monster #monser java #beanie #backwards hat #backwards ball cap #ball cap #choker #hoodie #pink #artist #meet the artist #artist life #me irl #digital art #doodle #spoof #funny drawing #relatable

[hucklebucket]

Just woke up with an image in my head:

Future Nancy, sitting on her porch on Halloween, handing out candy.

A child approaches wearing a red wig and a neck scarf. She asks about their costume and they tell her they're the Hero of Horseshoe Bay.

#also got this picture in my head of Nancy dressed as Ace #backwards ball cap t shirt with a funky pattern carrying a picture of his car in her wallet #i am v late to Halloween

[a-swiss-and-a-spaniard]

Rafael Nadal practicing in Rome

#rafael nadal #tennis #atp tennis #i can't stop watching this #i love everything about it #the sleeveless shirt #the backwards caps #THE TOWEL OVER HIS SHOULDER #his trademark trick with the ball #the clay <3

[cinemaocd]

The worst thing about Morbius? The fact that the movie had a ship in it and Jared Harris in it and they did not put Jared Harris on the ship...

#YOU WERE SO CLOSE StUPID MARVEL MOVIE SO CLOSE #Jared Harris #Morbius #also the ship was completely random and not necessary to the plot anyway like it made no sense #they hired mercenaries to protect the ship in costal waters...11 miles from long island #like what were they afraid of an invasion of guys with backward ball caps on jet skis??? #and there was no actual crew on the ship so like shouldn't they have hired a crew instead of mercenaries???? #we could have had Jared Harris as Sea Captain PART IV....but they blew it

[dumbass-extraordinaire]

listen i have absolutely zero interest in the pathetic money-grubbing guillotine fodder we call “celebrities” but every year i make an exception for the met gala and every year i am absolutely astounded by how much 99.9% of the outfits suck balls

#the met gala #met gala 2022 #the met gala 2022 #the best part about my willful ignorance of celebs is that i have a completely unbiased opinion on each outfit #that one lady who wore a shitty ass wedding dress with a backwards facing b ball cap and attached veil should be fed to wild dogs

[rorygilmre]

#it’s the backwards ball cap for me #met gala 2022

[artcalledinsect-ieunts]

Immunity should be granted for insect holding

Chips to Society?

All Trumped lined

He spouts independently

Don’t cross tha Trump!

#wordsbymmmmybsdrow #everyone’s earth including them #wordsbymm #insectieunts #focus #pay attention #MMybsDroW #in a capsule swallowed pill #she may have aborted a baby #The Capitol invasion #should have immunity #The Covid loss recoup by abortion laws #shutdown not persecuted for’e #golf ball Saudi sands #45/47 #9/11 again Trump sports on cap #or dates of backwards will address all needs in 2024 #no #photobymm #naturalviews #vent #a e I o u Trump #Prunt .|. who else does it #dunce cap I found again #hold u r own today in court #Chump #u r noted gagged to commenting to me #dear Trump #speak here #Sir former ex

[chxrryhansen]

okay but rafe shamelessly peeking up your skirt is something so personal to me

omg omg wait s1 golf frat boy rafe x cutesy kinda bimbo reader??? COUNT ME IN. p.s- i have no idea how to play golf so i wrote my best interpretation😭

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you sat in rafes private golf caddy watching as he lined up his next shot, his backwards cap keeping his hair out of his eyes and his muscular legs spread wide as he takes the shot.

rafe had asked (told) you to come watch him play, he thought it would be a cute date idea for you both to get out of the house since it was way too hot to stay cooped up inside all day… when in reality he just wanted to show off his skills and impress his girl.

“rafeeeeey.” you whined in a high pitch tone.

he turns to look back at you with a sour expression, wiping the sweat from his brows with one arm, using the other to lean against his golf club. “quit distracting me. what dya’ want?” he pants in the summer heat.

“i’m boreddddd” you moan again, standing from your seat in the cabby and bouncing over to him.

his free hand reaches out to grip your face, smushing your cheeks together tight “what’ve i told you about the whining? daddy’s tryna’ play a game here, sweetcheeks.”

you look up at him with big puppy dog eyes “can you teach me? please rafey…i’m so bored just sittin’ here, daddy please.”

he lets out an irritated groan, knowing you were too ditzy to understand how golf works and way too uncoordinated to actually putt a ball. he looks back at you giving you a once over, a smirk appearing on his face.

“you know what? sure pretty girl, c’mere.”

you yelp with excitement, moving to stand infront of him, your short pink skirt barely reaching your thighs as you bounce over and your tits jiggling, practically spilling out of your tight shirt.

rafe stands behind you as he passes you the golf club, quickly showing you the correct way to hold it before he moves onto your position. kicking your feet apart and pressing down on your back with his thick fingers, forcing you to arch your back as he bites his lip, his cock already growing hard.

“that’s it baby, stay just like that. now, lift your arm up like this, and strike.” you beam at him while he instructs you before focusing on the ball.

you raise your arm holding the club tight before you strike it. not even noticing rafe bending down slightly, his legs still spread wide around your figure and his fingers lifting your short skirt, peeking at your cute, pink panties underneath, he lets out a low “fuckkk.” at the sight, not loud enough for you to notice seeming as you were concentrating.

“rafey! look! i hit it. look how far it went!” you gasp, raising one arm to block the sun as you search for the ball with your eyes.

“yeah babe, daddy’s super proud of you.” he mutters, not paying attention to a word you said, instead focusing on the slightly damp patch on your panties.

he brings his thumb to your pussy, rubbing over the soaked material. your panties beginning to stick to your cunt as he thumbs your sensitive slit.

you whimper in surprise, your head spinning to look at him in shock. “daddy! wh-what are you doing?!” you hush, eyes wide, looking around quickly to see if anybody had noticed what he was doing, which they hadn’t… yet.

rafe hushes you before pulling your skirt back down and giving your ass a harsh smack. lifting up from his bent knees and looking down at you with a large smirk.

“nice panties, baby. where’d you get em?” he asks rhetorically, a sly smile appearing on his face.

knowing for a fine fact he bought them, as he does everything else, your clothes, food, shoes. you name it, he bought it. because that’s what wealthy daddy’s like him do. and rafe is without question, wholeheartedly, your daddy.

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe cameron prompt #drew starkey #drew starkey smut #rafe cameron fic

[bestbuddiesbigdayout]

#bestbuddiesbigdayout #best buddies #no shirt #blue jeans #jeans #beer #white socks #ball cap #backwards cap #redneck

[vivwritesfics]

"Oscah"

Accord to his girlfriend, his name isn't Oscar. It's Oscah

"Oscah!"

There was one person who said his name like that. Well, her brother sometimes did, but she only called him 'Oscah'. She hadn't said his name properly in months.

There was a small (rather large) part of him that loved it. It was a cute little nickname for him, like when Lando called him Osc.

Basically, the Norris siblings hated properly pronouncing is name. After a year in Mclaren, a year of being Lando's teammate, nearly a year of being with her, he barely knew his own name. Oscar Piastri? He only knew Osc and Oscah.

"Oscah!" He turned around at that. There she was, sitting beside her brother, readying herself to throw a balled up piece of paper at him. It didn't escape Oscar that she and Lando were sat in the exact same position. They weren't twins but they really could have been.

She wound her arm back and threw the piece of paper at Oscar. Call it his amazing driver reflexes, but he caught it and opened it out. 'U+ME = get out of here?'

He looked up, and she was still watching him. With a quick nod they were both out of their seats, walking out of the room as Lando sat there confused. "Thank you for enabling me," she said as she grabbed a hold of his hand, leading him outside.

Oscar stopped her and kissed her quickly. "I will never not enable you," he said and kissed her once again. "Now come on, before your brother catches up to us."

Even though they both loved Lando, he was the third wheel in their relationship. They both felt bad for taking off on him, but they just needed some time alone.

***

The paddock was bustling as Lando and Oscar walked through it. "Do you know where it is today?" Lando asked as he put his cap backwards.

Oscar's eyebrows rose. "It? You mean your sister?"

"Yeah, it," Lando reaffirmed.

Oscar had never heard Lando refer to his sister as 'it'. But it didn't surprise him. She bothered Lando just as much as he bothered her. "She is..." Oscar had to think about it. His girlfriend had told him where she was going to be while he was racing, but, for the life of him, he couldn't think of it. "I think she's at your grandma's house?" He suggested, but his eyebrows were raised, as if he himself didn't know.

"Huh," Lando muttered, nodding his head.

They continued on through the paddock.

"Oscah!"

He stopped dead in his tracks. She wasn't supposed to be here. She was supposed to be back in England, with grandma and grandpa Norris. Oscar wouldn't believe it, not until he saw her.

"Oscah!"

This time, he couldn't stop himself from running to her. Phones were out, cameras were clicking as Oscar grabbed a hold of her and pulled her into his arms. As a usually private person it was weird to see him being so public, but neither of them cared.

"Lando knew the entire time, didn't he?" Oscar whispered, still holding her.

"Who's idea do you think this was?" She whispered back, tucking herself into his side. "C'mon, Oscah, show me the car," she said, pulling him away from the cameras.

***

She had been napping as he finished up. She'd woken up far too early and no amount of monster energy was keeping her awake. So, she napped while she waited for Oscar.

When Oscar finished, he gently woke her up.

It didn't matter how gentle he was being though. She batted his hand away and tried to roll away, nearly rolling herself off of the sofa. "C'mon," he said softly, attempting to pull her up.

"Piss off, Oscar," she muttered with a groan. "Let me sleep."

It was so weird, hearing her call him Oscar. He wasn't Oscar, not to her at least. Who was Oscar? He didn't know.

He stood over her for a moment, and she finally looked up at him. "What? Oscah, what?" She asked, sitting up.

"There we go," he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her up. "Got scared when you called me Oscar."

"When I called you by your name?" She asked as he picked her stuff up (what a gentleman).

"When you called me Oscar, yeah."

"What do I normally call you?"

He stopped and stared at her. Did she seriously not realise that she rarely called him by his name. "Say my name," he said.

"Oscah."

"Now say Oscar," he said, putting emphasis on the R.

"Oscar-oh."

Oscar couldn't stop himself from laughing. "You seriously didn't notice?"

She shook her head and Oscar kissed the top of her head. "I love you."

"Love you too, Oscah."

#oscar piastri #oscar piastri imagine #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri fluff #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri smut #oscar piastri x reader smut #op81 #op81 imagine #op81 x reader #f1 #formula one #f1 imagine #formula 1 #f1 x reader #formula one x reader #formula one imagine #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 imagine

[thatadhdmood]

ID: Two white people in hats are in what appears to be a workshop. One is in a green shirt, the other in a backwards cap. Green shirt says: "We're just sitting here, two autistic guys-"

Backwards cap cuts the green shirted one off as the camera switches to a loose pile of bolts. They say: "-Looking at a pile of bolts, wondering how much fun it would be to sort them."

Green shirt as the camera switches back to them: "Dude, if you give us a ball and a couple tupperware containers, oh my god."

Backwards cap as the camera switches back to the bolts: "Let the 'tism run wild."

Green shirt, as the camera zooms in and out on the bolts: "Oh, the tism would be so involved." /end ID

i would be in that pile bolts for hours. when i was a kid my mum used to give me her change from all the different countries shed be going to, cause her eyes were bad and id sort that shit for her and it was so fun <3 soothes the tism

#thatadhdmood #autism #autism spectrum #autism spectrum disorder #autism tiktok #actually autistic #neurodivergency #neurodivergent community #autism joke #autistic adult

[princessbrunette]

omggg i adore kitty!reader so much shes so !! me !!! how do u think jayj would put her in her place … i feel like whenever shes having her mini tantrums people get equally as frustrated bc she gets feisty but jj has like .. magic on him or something 💭

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you’d been in a bad mood since coming home from work. bartending wasn’t for the weak, especially when the locals constantly harassed you and berated your drink pouring skills — which was mostly put down to being a woman. by the time you get back to jj’s empty house, the blonde sat on his messy porch with a bottle of beer when you got back — you had quite the attitude.

“if it ain’t my favourite bartender. how’s m’girl, come over here.” he opens his arms and you storm right past making his brows shoot up, lips pressed together as he adjusts his cap. “alrighty, guess someone’s in a mood.” he pushes up onto his feet, swaggering in through the open door.

“‘somethin’ happen? what’s up?” he calls after you, spotting you in the kitchen angrily opening and closing cupboard doors as you try to make yourself something to eat.

“where is my plate?” you demand, clearly frustrated. he blinks, thinking back to your special plate that you always ate off. some cutesy antique thing you found at a yard sale, a beloved item of yours. he silently winces, eyeing it sat in the sink, soaking in bubbles.

“yeah uh, so basically i ate my lunch off it ‘cus i forgot to do the dishes, uh — again. that’s my bad. i got paper plates you can use? great thing about those is that when you’re done with ‘em you don’t gotta wash ‘em. you just throw ‘em away. makes me wonder why we even buy regular plates in the first pl—”

“no i don’t want a paper plate jj j want my plate! i just want to eat my food and— and you’re here just— just—” you explode, still refusing to offer him even a glance as you continue hunting for something to eat your leftovers off.

“hey, hey— put them claws away kittycat. no need for that. c’mon pretty girl where’s that smile?”

you spin around, fists balled at your side, tears of anger in your eyes.

“dont tell me to smile! go away!” you yell before turning away with a loud huff. jj drops his head down, tongue in his cheek as he nods, thinking for a moment before approaching slowly.

“easy, alright? you’re not gonna take that tone with me, mama i’m on your side.” as he speaks, you feel the warmth of his front press to your back, an arm cautiously sliding around your waist to keep you stable. his other arm snakes around your neck, pulling you into a light headlock, just enough pressure to ground you. he lowers his head to talk into your ear as you stare directly at the cabinet, already melting a little against him. “you wanna talk ‘bout your day? y’already know i’m all ears baby. but you gotta watch that attitude, yeah? you’re home now, i’m here. just… dial it back.”

there’s some silence, and you nod — releasing a shaky breath as you feel some of the grossness from your day leave your body. “uh-huh, that’s all you needed wasn’t it babydoll? needed to be told. that’s okay, i get it.” he kisses your temple before removing his arm from your neck, using both hands to squeeze your waist and turn you around.

the gaze he receives from you is nothing short of guilty, doll-like eyes blinking up at him slowly as you take deep breaths. “now what you’re gonna do, is sit that cute lil ass down and let me fix you up a plate. you’re gonna eat that shit, then, you’re gonna talk to me about your day,” he walks you backwards until your legs hit the chair at the table and you drop down to sit in it. he leans forward, hands cupping your cheeks. “and after that, oh i’mma fuck the shit out of you. like, you’re not even gonna remember what day of the week it is— let alone what shitty customers ran their mouth at you today. that sound good?”

“yes, jj.” you respond, pupils pretty much taking up your whole eye like an entertained kitten.

“thats what i like to hear, ma’am. alright, wait there. i got you.”

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#anon #kitty!reader #jj maybank prompt

[wileys-russo]

jenni hermoso, ”they need to stop looking at what’s mine”, beach

beachball II j.hermoso

"you're blocking my sun hermoso." you cracked one eye open and glared upwards at your girlfriend who stood over you with a wolfish grin, casting a shadow across your face as you sighed.

annoyed as you might have been with the break to your tanning routine you couldn't help but allow your eyes to rake over the footballers toned and tattooed body, rippling muscles glistening from her dip in the caribbean ocean.

"you look hot querida. maybe you need a swim?" the spaniard purred, dropping to her knees and leaning down hovering over you where you lay on a towel on the beach.

"jenni!" you whined as she shook her head and droplets of water from her hair rained down on you, freezing cold in contrast to the warmth of your dry sun soaked skin.

"thats my name bebita, i know how you love to say it." your girlfriend teased with a suggestive smirk as you smacked at her shoulder, dropping your sunglasses down over your eyes.

"vacation mode jennifer is somehow even more annoying than world cup winning jennifer." you mumbled with a shake of your head, your girlfriends overly confident demeanor just as infuriating as it was admirable.

"yet both are so very in love with you mi vida...and just as hot. winners are sexy, no?" the striker hummed, accent thick as you withheld the urge to smile at her words.

but this wasn't missed by the taller girl who ducked down and pecked your lips several times before laying down beside you on her own towel, body pressed as close against yours as it could be.

physical touch had always been jenni's favourite love language, even something as simple as her hand on the small of your back as she guided you to a table on date night, a finger locked with yours beneath the table of a family dinner, her hand sat on your thigh as she drove.

"amor." you spoke with a warning tone as her pointer finger traced circles against your hip, flicking teasingly at the waistband of your bikini bottoms.

you glanced to the right to see she'd covered her face with her cap but you had no doubt her lips would be curled into a smug smile. hand lashing out you flipped the cap off her face and promptly flipped over, laying on your stomach now.

you flinched as fingers quickly and skillfully tugged on the knot of your bikini top, untying it as the strings fell either side of your torso. "wouldn't want you to get tan lines princesa." your girlfriend rasped as your head twisted to raise an eyebrow at her.

"and they say chivalry is dead." you retorted as your girlfriend hummed and poked your nose, placing the trucker cap backwards on her head and pushing herself up to comfortably rest back on her elbows.

finally having a few moments of peace you were almost ready to flip around again when suddenly something wet collided with you, hitting you in the ass and splattering droplets of water across your back.

your first thought was that it was your girlfriends hand, jenni never afraid to smack, poke, pat or squeeze her favorite part of your body. but as you sat up slightly and watched her grab the beachball with a frown, you knew for once she was in the clear.

"sorry!" a young boy grinned, gesturing for jenni to throw the ball back as his friends hovered behind him, eyes very unsubtly checking the both of you out.

"hey, just give it back to them cari it was an accident." you reached out to squeeze her thigh, nodding encouragingly as her eyes flicked downward to you, jaw clenched clearly not missing where the boys own eyes were falling.

swallowing what she really wanted to say the older girl exhaled and tossed the ball back to them, the boys hurrying back over to the net as you flipped over and sat up.

"hey, amor." you poked at her side, trying to wrench her glare away from where it was trained on the young boys like a laser, jaw still tense and biceps bulging as she clenched and unclenched her fists.

"jenni." you called out again, hand softly falling to her cheek and physically forcing her head to look at you. "let it go. don't let one little thing ruin our day, okay?" you spoke firmly but gently.

"they need to stop looking at whats mine." jenni murmured, eyes now trailing down your body as you recognized the hungry look in her eyes which had your mouth curling upward into a smile.

"you think it is funny bebita? that i am joking?" your girlfriend challenged, raising an eyebrow as if daring you to agree, your stomach flipping at the almost predatory way her gaze roamed over your body, your other hand holding your undone top so it wouldn't fall down.

"no, but it is amusing you think i would give a bunch of stupid little boys the time of day when i have one of spains finest half naked on a towel next to me." you quipped back, the answer seeming to please her as some of the jealousy melted from her features.

"how about if you had her fully naked in a very comfortable hotel bed?" jenni purred with a smirk, reaching around to tie your top up for you as her mouth ghosted yours, eyes never leaving your own.

"mm i don't think i could be held accountable for my actions amor." you replied honestly, that same hunger now ablaze in your eyes as your girlfriend chuckled, pulling back right as you leant in to kiss her.

"well isn't it a good thing i am feeling so generous cariño. if you do what i want then maybe i will let you look and touch."

#woso community #woso #woso x reader #jenni hermoso x reader #jenni hermoso #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso blurbs