#969

[chimeride]

the crewmates from Among Us, but they aren't wearing astronaut suits, rather their colorful bodies is their actual skin and they have one big compound eye

#among us #this suggestion is so old among us was trendy and the covid was not so long ago omg #suggestion #anon #human #fly #monster #chimera #creature design #video game #bestiary #ink #the Unknown #really not canon so not a KO #969 #octem 122 #aer 4

[mikumoduleoftheday]

Today’s Miku Module of the Day is:

Paomei Panda by Better Toys !

#hatsune miku #vocaloid #piapro #paomei panda #better toys #anime figure #figure #trading figure #Hatsune Miku Yuanqi Dessert House #969

[pokemonpostsdaily]

Reblog if your favorite pokemon is

#Glimmet #pokemon #pokedex #969

[wannab-urs]

Treasured

Prompt #969 Their love wasn’t gentle, beautiful and delicate. It was ugly, rough and hard to understand for outsiders. But they treasured it anyway.

Pairing: Din Djarin x Ezra (Prospect)

Summary: Din and Ez have loved each other for years.

Warnings: some canon typical violence, reference to smut WC: 693

a/n: Second prompt fill of my 7 day challenge. I'm a day behind, but I did write most of this yesterday.

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Their love wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t beautiful or delicate. Even Ezra couldn’t quite wax poetic about whatever it was the two of them had. People might even say their love was ugly and rough, but no one could deny it was right. They fit together seamlessly, rough edges fitting together instead of smoothing each other out. 

When Din had Ezra’s arm wrapped around his torso, his breath puffing onto Din’s bare chest, he finally felt like he was right where he belonged. Din had spent decades as an outsider in his own tribe, a tribe of outsiders themselves. He had never truly had a home until he met Ez. 

The smooth talking outer rim native had had the gall to kick Din’s ass when he tried to bring him in for a bounty. One armed. Ezra still ribs him about it to this day. The man had ended up straddling Din’s hips, a blade pressed tightly to his throat beneath the lip of his helmet. 

Din was not accustomed to losing in hand to hand combat, even less so to those who were at a disadvantage – tactically speaking. He was in awe, and so was his body. Ez had clocked the bulge in Din’s pants right away. 

“Like a man who can hold his own there, Mando?” 

Din had grunted, trying not to shift too much with the knife pressed to his throat.

Somewhere between rutting into each other on the ground, coming in their pants like teenagers, and Din dragging him back to the Crest with his hand wrenched behind him, Ezra managed to convince Din not to take him in. 

Ezra spent just about every day they weren’t boarded up on the ship proving exactly how useful he could be to Din. He sweet talked witnesses, watched Din’s back, and took down runaway bounties single handedly (ha). 

On the Crest, locked away from any and all prying eyes, the two men took comfort in one another. They took each other apart, sparring in the tiny space of the cargo hold before falling into a heap of tangled limbs on the floor. Ezra’s mouth was good for more than rambling and he often put it to good use. Din showed Ez just how good he was with his hands. They put each other back together, holding each other in a way neither of them had ever had before. 

Anyone who caught on to their feelings for each other questioned what a mandalorian would want with a one armed outer rim criminal or what anyone could see in a faceless man made of steel. 

But those people never caught Din’s tender gaze at Ezra as he conned a whole Sabbac table out of their money. They weren’t privy to late night conversations where Din told Ezra all about growing up as a Mandalorian. About the few things he could remember of his life before the Creed. About his long, lonely years as a bounty hunter, bringing back every credit he could save to his struggling covert. 

Ezra was right by Din’s side when they faced that Empire remnant scum offering a bounty larger than anything either of them had ever seen. He got the hang of blurg riding after just two tries, sharing a sideways glance with Kuill as Din struggled and suppressing a snicker. 

Ez had Din’s back when they came upon the veritable army protecting the bounty. 

“What manner of man is this that he warrants 50-odd men protecting his hide?”

“One worth a pile of beskar ingots. Duck.”

Ezra had dropped to his knees quickly as Din fired the rifle over his head, evaporating a merc. Ez talked the IG-11 down, got him to work with the two of them instead of against, and then promptly shot the thing dead. 

“No droids,” Ezra rasped, winking at Din. 

Ezra was right by Din’s side when the pod opened and revealed a tiny green baby. 

“Now this is something I have never seen in all my time in the galaxy. Look at his ears!” 

Din had reached out his finger, letting the little green thing wrap his three-clawed hand around his finger. 

@creativepromptfills

#Din Djarin #Din Djarin fics #Din Djarin fanfiction #Din Djarin x reader #Din Djarin x you #The Mandalorian #The Mandalorian fics #The Mandalorian fanfiction #The Mandalorian x reader #The Mandalorian x you #Ezra #Ezra fics #Ezra fanfiction #Ezra x reader #Ezra x you #Prospect fanfiction #Prospect (2018) fanfiction #ezra (prospect) #ezra (prospect) fanfiction #prompt fills #969 #creativepromptsforwriting

[autumn-oceanopromises]

(969) you call me mine

your head to my heart my head pressed to yours arm going numb trapped between us

i feel your heartbeat pulsing in me filling me up with big unnameable feelings your skin, soft salt sucking marks into your breast leaving bruises in the shape of my fingers

when you came you were so shy hiding your face with the lights out by the end, panting, desperate, begging your hands roaming freely

dancing and dragging tease-fingers leaving shapes and shades of stars behind my eyelids, my whimpers

your mouth on me my mouth on you closed-quick-kisses, open-tongue-laps

whispering begging words only yours, only yours i call you a name you call me 'mine'

#spilled ink #poetry #writerscreed #staygolden #sexetry #poetryslutsreloaded #poets on tumblr #969

[keity-devil]

"I'm Emo..."

#my art #ninjago #morro #ninjago morro #fanart #green #morro wu #emo #lol #ironic tears #inspired #969

[nikolamga]

#latvia #latvija #латвия #lv #отдых #путешествие #969 #Латвия #Море #Latvia

[badpokemondraws]

Aww, he looks like a little seedling!

#969 #Glimmet

[hamishsblog]

A journey along the Lea #969 Build East #psychogeography #urbanlandscape #newtopography #thenewtopographicmovement #riverlea #london #towpath #newdevelopment #misty #remnantmagazine #nowherediary #thezonezine #landscapephotography https://www.instagram.com/p/ClYE3PdIDZG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#969 #psychogeography #urbanlandscape #newtopography #thenewtopographicmovement #riverlea #london #towpath #newdevelopment #misty #remnantmagazine #nowherediary #thezonezine #landscapephotography

[memoriafilmica]

Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery.

(2022) Rian Johnson.

#969 #24.12.22 #glass onion #glass onion a knives out mystery #rian johnson #2022 #20s #comedy #crime #drama #mystery #suspense #cinema #movie poster

[pridaxus-worldbuilding]

Double Portrait of the Duke and Duchess of Algorme in 969.

Helena is the second daughter of the King, and Kiyoyoshi will become the Prime Minister of Idealps in 20 years after this painting. The busts are of each other

#idealps #Helena Ota #Kiyoyoshi Ota #969 #idealpian royal family #art

[soulmusicsongs]

The Man Jesus - The Violinaires ‎(God’s Creation, 1969)

#Soul #Soul Music #Soul Music Songs #Music #Music Songs #Gospel Soul #Gosspel #969 #The Violinaires #God's Creation #Checker #The Man Jesus #Youtube

[yesterdayswordle]

#yesterdayswordle #wordle #scram #969 #wordle 969

[takesuhigher]

John 8:12

#969

[oldcountrybearloveselle]

ELLE No.969 - 17 July 1964

#969 #1964

[adventurechristianity]

Older Than Dirt

Thus all the days of Methuselah were nine hundred sixty-nine years, and he died. Genesis 5:27 I read online that dirt can be formed in as little as 500 years. I read in the Bible that Methuselah died at the ripe old age of 969 years. That means Methuselah was, indeed, older than dirt. Why are people so old in the book of Genesis? Methuselah is the oldest man mentioned in the Bible. He was…

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#969 #dirt #Dust #Genesis #lifespan #live #Methuselah #old #oldest