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lil-shiro · 3 months
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Lewis Hamilton | Mercedes 2013-2024
Nooshin Ghanbari, from "transient"
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wolves333 · 3 months
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Do you guys remember this
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cr: @NeoCranium
Heh heh
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wearecrowley · 6 months
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crowley + aziraphale appreciation week day 2 ~ crowley appreciation
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karlyanalora · 6 months
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Hey guys, evil thought.
What if the exploded cassette is Rumble. And Rumble is dead.
But now Roumble is back, thanks to that healing pulse. And now Rumble is lost. He has no clue where Soundwave is. Can't find Frenzy.
Can't find Energon.
Rumble's just so very confused. He has no clue what's going on. His last memory is of starvation and pain.
Maybe Rumble was buried. Maybe he had to use his piledrivers to get out of his own grave.
And what if the first familiar face he sees is Megatron (who I note still wears his Decepticon badge in canon along with the GHOST symbol, not that the second one will be on anymore.)
And he goes to his leader for help. And Megatron has to explain what's happened as he helps Rumble get refueled and maybe patched up. And then he and/or Soundwave will have to explain where Frenzy has gone.
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pachu09 · 1 year
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MadaTobi
Misconstrue
" Mada–...Dara!...Ouch!!...it hurts!..I told you its too big to insert in me!. "
" Stop it, Tobirama!. You'll hurt yourself more if you try to wiggle away. I'll slow down if you want me to?. Nevertheless, I can't get it out because its already halfway in! "
" You bastard!. You said it won't hurt!. You're a fucking liar, Madara! "
" Shhh...shhh..I'm sorry. I thought you were relaxed enough to let me insert it in, but I admit I was wrong okay. Just,...just relax right now and let me just push a couple of inch..."
" Fine. But when I say slow down. You have to slow down okay! "
" Alright. I'll try to gently push and you just have to bear down now okay? "
For the last five minutes Izuna had been standing frozen in front of Tobirama’s office door, feeling mortified at what he was hearing inside the room. He wishes he had never decided to track Tobirama down and invite the man for lunch...but now, he can't even move away from the door because even if he's disgusted he would still like to embarrass the shit out of the Albino...and his Aniki..( Izuna scrunches his face in disgust at hearing the rustling of clothings...)
He's just waiting for his mortification to settle down and don his courage ( as if he'll enter a pissed off Hashirama’s office) to surprise the idiots inside the room.
Inhaling shakily, Izuna viciously kicked Tobirama office door open; it nearly tore off of its hinges and scream loudly. " PERVERTS!!! WHAT THE FUC—...." he trailed off as he stared at Madara and Tobirama who were looking at him as if he lost his mind.
And indeed, it is him that had lost his mind when what his eyes saw is Madara actually giving Tobirama an ear piercing.
Tobirama’s left ear already don a gorgeous Uchiha Fan shaped earring while the right one was still in the process of getting a piercing.
Izuna slowly backed away and nervously laughed. " Don't mind me, Aniki! Tobi!. " and with that confusing statement, Izuna vanished using a Shūnshin. Hopefully, by the time Madara and Tobirama finished what they were doing they would have forgotten Izuna’s very strange behavior.
Tobirama stared up at Madara, confusion clear upon his pale face. " Are you sure Izuna is alright?. " He winced as he felt Madara pinching his earlobe.
Madara looked down at the Albino with an unreadable expression. " Hn. I'll talk to him after we finish. "
Tobirama squirmed in his seat, uneasiness replacing his confusion. He nervously eyed the piercing needle in Madara's grip. Closing his eyes tightly and taking a deep breath, Tobirama gave his permission for Madara to continue with what he's doing.
Madara snickered. " Don't worry, Tobirama. This time it would take only a second. You know its entirely your fault that we took too long the first time. "
Tobirama tried to take a swipe at Madara, which the Uchiha easily avoided. He pouted when he couldn't hit the older man. " Its not my fault that I didn't know my ears are sensitive. "
' Yeah, and one of these days. I'll have the pleasure to bite and kiss these adorable ears of yours. ' Madara thought in delight. He bit his lip as he concentrated on his task. Within a flash, he successfully pierced Tobirama’s right ear without much of a problem. Taking the other earring out of its box, Madara easily slip it in the hole he had made. He felt extremely pleased as he eyed the Uchiha earrings sitting prettily in Tobirama’s earlobes. His black eyes quickly shifted to the Albino's pretty face. He still couldn't believe how he had gained the absolute trust of this amazing man.
Rubbing the earlobe gently between his fingers. Madara thoughtfully eyed Tobirama. Later, he'll expect his Clan would be in shock/scandalous upon seeing the Albino's new jewerly. Izuna probably had an inkling what he's doing these past few weeks and he smirk internally as he recalled Izuna’s reaction moments ago. He knew his brother had wrongly assumed him and Tobirama were having sex in the Albino's office...
Which..sooner or later, Madara will get to do if his plans won't get thwarted.
" You can open your eyes now. We're finished. " Madara gently let go of the swollen earlobe in his grasp and he watches in fascination as pale eyelids reveal the stunning red eyes of Tobirama’s.
Tobirama repeatedly blink to get rid of his temporary blurry vision. And he was surprised to see Madara’s face so close to his own — they're practically breathing the same air.
" Hi. Are you in pain?. " Madara’s breath brushing against his lips made Tobirama confusedly shiver. His fingers carefully traces both earrings in his ears. Satisfied that nothing was wrong with his inspection. He put his hands on his lap in order not to push Madara away. That would be rude of him, seeing as the man had helped him in putting his earrings.
" Ah. There's lingering soreness which will fade away right?. " Tobirama stares up at the Uchiha with wide anxious eyes. Madara nodding in agreement made the Albino silently breath a sigh of relief.
" Just don't heal it with Hashirama’s Chakra. You know what would happen right?. Just follow my strict instructions and the holes will naturally heal on its own. " Madara tucked a stray hair away from Tobirama’s ear.
Tobirama nodded and leaned in closer to the older man. " I'll probably require your help if I — "
Whatever Tobirama was about to say was rudely cut off when a thick Mokuton branch destroyed the Albino's office door.
" MADARA!!!! YOU VILE, VILE MAN! " Hashirama’s thunderous scream echoed throughout the Hokage Tower.
Madara had quickly swept up a shocked Tobirama in his arms to save him from the grasping branches of the writhing Mokuton. Retreating onto the window sill Madara blankly eyed his pissed off bestfriend who had come stomping into Tobirama’s office.
" Anija, what?! " Tobirama; who was safely cradled in Madara’s embrace frown at his Brother.
Hashirama uncharacteristically snarled. " You fucking bastard!. Let go of my Otouto, now!. — " he pauses for a second and his narrowed dark eyes widen when he saw Tobirama's new earrings. " — and, you even had the gall to pierce Tobi–chan's ears and brand him like a property! " Hashirama’s scandalous expression made Tobirama thoroughly confused and Madara to smugly smirked.
" Its just a gift, dear friend. " Madara intoned carefully but internally, he's cackling as Hashirama’s face darken deeply.
" Its not just a gift and you know it, you fucking asshole! " The Hokage snap back.
Madara rolled his eyes and he decided to just booked it out of Tobirama’s office when it seemed Tobirama would ask his Brother what his gift means.
Using Shūnshin to escape the attacking Mokuton branches, Madara leapt for the nearest rooftops. Tobirama safely clutched in his arms and the Hokage's furious screams echoing in the Tower.
" Madara, Anija is really angry. Should we – " Tobirama’s wide eyed stare was still pointed at the crumbling Tower they left behind.
" Nope. I don't know what's your Brother’s problem, but let Mito–san handle him. " Madara gently cut off Tobirama. He knew the Uzumaki Witch would probably try to hunt him down herself but she's a sensible Woman so she'll probably calm her Husband first, before ( Konoha exploded ) and dragging the Senju Witch with her to hunt him down.
Madara shuddered. Well, there's only one place they'll probably won't look for them for at least the next few days.
" Say, Tobirama. Didn't you say...you finished constructing your Secret Lab?. Aren't you going to give me a tour of it?. "
And as Madara easily predicted Tobirama was instantly distracted ( for worrying about his angry Brother ) in excitedly telling Madara all about his Secret Lab...
Internally, Madara was smirking gleefully. ' Checkmate, Hashi. I won. ' His black eyes trailed Tobirama’s gorgeous face. Hm. It seems the chance he was waiting for to seduce his Senju without any kind of interruptions had finally come.
Hopefully, three days would be enough for Tobirama to crumble underneath his seduction.
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ldrmas · 2 years
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He’s a ten but...
{insp}
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blackplaaague · 4 months
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My fatal flaw is that, despite the tiktokification of analogue and digital indie horror, and the fact that everyone treats media as something to mindlessly consume, I genuinely enjoy stuff like Lacey's Games, Chezzkids Archive, FNaF VHS, WTD, TWOMP, and The Walten Files.
I can tell a lot of time went into making them, and the creators are very proud of all the effort that went into producing something they thought was spooky and fun, even if a bunch of ipad kids and hobbyless trolls spam every comment section as tiktok slowly consumes any of the series' remaining dignity.
I like this stuff, though. They remind me of being 11 years old, crouched over the family computer, with the screen slightly tilted so my parents can't see I'm reading Creepypastas, wholeheartedly believing in stuff like The Backrooms and Jeff the Killer and the Russian Sleep experiment.
Spooky internet stuff is escapism for me, so I don't care if it's not "dignified horror" because dignified horror isn't even a thing. You just make whatever you think is scary and you show it to people.
I don't think analogue/digital stuff made by, like, a team of 3 people needs to be super sophisticated and the pinnacle of all art, I just like the nostalgia of finding something made by some dude on the internet and watching it till midnight. I think we should be allowed to enjoy stuff that makes us happy, even if it's cringe or weird or has bad sound mixing and plot holes and stuff.
People have been making goofy, creepy stuff since the dawn of the internet, and it doesn't have to mean anything. And if it means something to someone? Respect that.
I hate all the stuff big companies are pumping out mindlessly, so I may as well enjoy something that doesn't make sense until you've seen six hours or weird blurry lore videos.
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ruiniel · 7 months
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At sea
Fandom: Mononoke (2007)
Relationship: Medicine Seller/Kayo
Rating: Explicit 🔞
Count: 0.6k
Tags & Warnings: longing, explicit sexual content, Medicine Seller POV, Across lifetimes AU, inspired by Mononoke, ambiguity, kusuriuri has so many feelings and we see some, alternate universe, smut
Also on AO3
A/N: Short explicit AU after the end of the Umibōzu arc.
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They'd met before. The Sakai household was not the first time and would not be the last, this he knew. And even now, at sea, returning to a land where they will go their separate ways, is but one of many times she'll find him again.
He knew she wanted him then, did nothing when all spiraled into this now: with the heat of her small, strong body against his, the golden light of a small lamp washing over her as Kayo gazes up at him with abandon. "I missed you," he tells her, a hand cradling her warm cheek.
"So... have I," she gasps, and it hurts a little that she does not know—can never know.
In this life, and the one before it, and the one after it, wave after wave of her existence will wash over him and he can but stand and let them briefly disperse his longing.
He rises on his arms against her. They're as silent as they can be, and he pauses to watch: hair long and disheveled, smelling of the fragrance he burned earlier; dark-lashed eyes with dilated centers, the barest sheen on her skin. Her arms thrown carelessly around her head, the rise and fall of her panting chest.
"Kusuriuri," she murmurs, calling him a word that means nothing with everything in her eyes. Her hips tilt upward, a plea for him to continue, and her hands are on him again to feel down the crimson marks snaking down his neck and chest. Always they fascinated her, ever since he's been thrown on this Earth, during the brief moments of reprieve they find.
Always, she forgets; the ache is the same each time, and he cannot question it. But now, with her legs crossed around his hips, clawing at his back, he wishes he could tell her. Many times he nearly did.
"What... what is it? Is something wrong?"
Eyes closing, his own unbound hair silks along her breasts as he lowers his head. "No," and he cages her again, even as she bites down a moan; her kiss tastes of warmth and her desire as he parts his lips against hers, to feel her sighs, to follow the rhythm of her heart.
Kayo shudders beneath him when he moves deeper inside her, wanting to tease but losing instead: always, remembering how she feels is a reward, as is giving each other the relief they crave. Her life force pulses against his, swift and sweet; he runs long nails along her thigh even as Kayo breaks their kiss, to breathe.
"Don't... stop... kusuriuri..."
With a low growl beyond his usual control he suddenly rises, tilts her over on her belly, pins her down against the sheets. "That is not my name," he murmurs hoarsely in her ear, thrusting slower but harder, muffling her renewed mewls of ecstasy with his hand. He needs to hear it from her, needs to, just once, only once, even if he pays for it after in spirit.
"You... never told me your name," Kayo sighs, and he drowns in his sickly love at the hint of reproach in her tone; even now, even here.
He could lie, could always tell her a random given name each time—he chooses not to.
He nibbles on her ear, feels her spine straining when his tongue finds that spot, the exact path of nerves to insist on, which he knows pushes her over that brink. And so it does, she clenches around him so tightly he grits his teeth, hips snapping against her rear as his forehead falls against her shoulder; he won't last much longer, listening to her cadenced sighs that always become a mantra to their union. The medicine seller pressed his lips to her ear, and right before her release crashes into her, whispers his name.
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prettyboy-juni · 4 months
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Me and my brain
Me (reading a piece of canon media): Nope.. No. I hate it and I wanna burn it!
My brain: Okay we'll just make something funner anyway
Also my brain: Here's a way better plot for that! Also it fits with the pairings you like and isn't a dumpster fire 🤗🤗🤗
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yikessims · 6 months
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The Santiago's farm.
Owned by Maxwell, under the care of the owner and son, Marcus. (RIP)
-Photo taken 11 years ago.
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delphi-dreamin · 2 months
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pls pls plsssssss also tell me about delphi’s journey into villainy?! 😈
Oh, Amira. You just unlocked a secret achievement.
So, Delphi canonically hates Diavolo. Like, with a passion. She was charmed that first year, but once she'd lived with the brothers and seen the sheer amount of shit that they're forced into because Diavolo had a whim, she gets disillusioned.
She's resentful about having to go back to the human world, pissed the fuck off at not being able to talk to her boys whenever she wants, and she just wants to go back home. Then season 2 happens and she fucking snaps. She loses her damn mind. (Because, like, what sane human being is going to go through all of that shit and then just GO BACK HOME???) She spends most of the beginning of season 3 researching and plotting, then after the karaoke debacle, she goes that fuck off and starts a war.
And as much as I want to keep going, I am planning to actually write this and I don't want too many spoilers out here...
Achievement Unlocked: Get Delphi to talk about how much she hates Diavolo! +200pts
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petro1986 · 27 days
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William Shakespeare was a bit desperate when he wrote "Taming of the Shrew" I personally think it would be trivial to tame a shrew with the right environment and motivations!
Look at this thing and tell me it's not wanting care and compassion
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bittersweet-folder · 9 months
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Idc what people say but Mr. Moon Junhui was high on drugs or something while shooting the spicy scenes in exclusive fairytale and became Wen Junhui when he had to shoot romantic scenes. Ifykyk ☺.
LIKE DOES HE REALIZES HOW HE'S LITERALLY FEEDING MORE TO OUR IMAGINATIONS!?
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yuiyuuji · 1 year
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So Austin / Austin's management (because I really don’t think it was him personally) deletes everything on his Instagram page and he comes back after months ... by posting the new Dune trailer? I’m sorry ... but the audacity. They took everything from that account. Everything in connection with  ELVIS and Baz and finally they do this? See, I have a personal problem with Dune and Villeneuve and how this movie is only a cashgrab because it has “all the big names” but to me this feels so radical? It feels like “they need to put Austin ayway from the past and into the real and big Hollywood because Baz isn’t good enough anymore.” The fact that he’s working with Spielberg and Villeneuve is proof enough. Sure I’m happy for Austin that he gets to work with.. them. But their movies are fucking mediocre. There is nothing to them. I’m sorry but I definitely won’t watch this shit. Austin needs to get himself a better management. I mean for fucks sake they talked about how they want to put him into an action / marvel / dc movie. Can only look over to Scorsese when it comes to shit like this. The man is right.
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evenstarfalls · 2 years
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arocrows42 · 4 months
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*big granny squares would probs be by days in groups of 4 or something, or just 1 big one for the whole year (this one is very chaotic)
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This is what I mean by puff shell (and it's the honor my great aunt/ great grandma bc i don't remember which one made it but they're both dead now and they both crocheted blankets for family members, including one each for me, my sister, and my dad when we were all kids, respectively) (I was not a kid when my dad got his blanket, he was. I was when I got mine and my sister was when she got hers.) Anyways this is the stitch that my great aunt/great grandma used to make our blankets, and they're very warm.
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