#Call this multitasking

[ohworm-writes]

Thinking about Firefighter!Price.

Imagine him coming home after a long, exhausting day of working, keys jingling as he unlocks the door at some ungodly hour of the night, footsteps falling heavy against the floor as he walks inside, exhaustion and fatigue lingering along his form.

He's still dressed in his station wear - a fitted, navy blue t-shirt with Station 141's logo printed onto the front of it, small, right on the right side of his chest, and a pair of trousers in the same color to match, hanging loosely onto him.

He should take a shower, he knows he should. He smells of sweat and sulfur, the scents clinging to his clothes and skin like a second skin, and he know that the two of you'll have to wash the bedding come morning.

But god, the sight of you in bed, dressed in a loose pair of your own shorts and one of his spare shirts, face smushed against one of the pillows as your breathing comes slow, in and out, steady - it's far too enticing to pass up so easily.

So he unbuckles his belt in a daze, stripping off his shirt, undershirt and trouser, tossing the articles haphazardly onto the floor (he tries to toss them towards the hamper, but he knows he misses, given the way his belt buckle clanks loudly against the hardwood floor of the bedroom, but, honestly, he could care less).

And he gets right into bed beside you, fingers grazing lightly over the exposed skin of your thighs, traversing upwards, fingers splayed as his palm travels over the fabric of your shorts, sneaking their way under the loose shirt of his that you wear, hand pressing against your tummy as he pulls you close.

He presses his nose into your shoulder, eyes fluttering closed as he deeply inhales the scent of your body wash, softly shushing you as you start to rouse, the way your body gently begins to shuffle as you let out the softest, sleepiest yawn, listening as he grumbles softly against your skin.

"Didn't mean to wake you, love. Go back to sleep."

His voice is so hoarse, so strained and rough from the events of the day - yelling and barking out commands to the firefighters within the ladder and engine crews that he guides - but, at the same time, it's runs smooth like honey, settling just right in your sleepy, hazy mind.

He hugs you tighter, pressing your back flush against his chest as he curls his body around you in a subtly protective manner, littering tender kisses against your neck, trying to coax you back to sleep as he lets out a soft sigh, infatuated with the way your body molds perfectly into his.

"Mmm... s'fine, John. Wha... what time s'it?"

"None of your business, that's what time. Go back to sleep. I'll be here in the mornin'... promise you that. Okay?"

He doesn't let you ask your questions. If you try to think, he knows you'll wake up, and he already feels guilty about waking you up in the first place, so he doesn't even entertain your sleepy question, giving you a promise - two, technically. That he's here now and that it'll stay that way until the two of you wake up in the dawn.

"Stubborn..."

"Always. We c'n talk in the mornin'. Sleep."

"Mmm... glad you're back home safe. Love you."

"Love you, too."

But by the time he says the words, you've already fallen back asleep, and a deep, rumbling chuckle erupts from within his chest, amused, pressing one last kiss to the corner of your jaw before letting himself fall asleep behind you, his breaths, his heartbeat falling into sync with your own.

#There was a firetruck driving outside my place with it's sirens blaring at like 9 o'clock at night and it inspired me to write this #I'm playing with the dog tags I bought as I write this - half asleep in the middle of playing the MW3 beta while listening to Italian music #I don't even know Italian #Call this multitasking #price x reader #john price x reader #captain price x reader #captain john price x reader #call of duty x reader #cod x reader #firefighter price #firefighter!price

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

more Lights Out au!

#yeesh... awkward... #its okay frank! wally is just as scared as you are. probably more so now that i think about it- #id call this concept art but like. is it really #wally gets really good at puppeteering in this au #multitasking king <3<3<3 #dw julie and eddie are fine. i swear theyre just sleeping #scribble salad #welcome home au #wh lights out au #welcome home

[harringroveera]

Robin: Are you two fighting or flirting?

Billy & Steve: Yes!

#harringrove #they’re doing both it’s called multitasking robin #billy hargrove #steve harrington #billy x steve #billy hargrove x steve harrington #incorrect harringrove quotes #harringroveera #harringrove textpost #incorrect billy hargrove quotes #incorrect steve harrington #robin buckley #steve x billy #steve harrington x billy hargrove

[ethtyn]

ok.

#ethoslab spoilers #hermitcraft spoilers #hermitcraft 10 spoilers #* #.mp4 #undescribed #i was multitasking as i watched and this literally stopped me in my tracks. #like. thousand yard stare for a moment. #then i rewound and watched it a couple more times. #anyway ! #please. my father's name is mr. slab. call me etho.

[lookinghalfacorpse]

so i took a butterfly pinning class today.  u didn’t think the butterfly propaganda was over did u?

they’re stronger than u think.  i expected to be tearing wings up, dropping legs everywhere.  my hands were shaking with the first butterfly because i was so nervous to destroy it, but i didn’t. (the aim isn’t destruction; it’s change.  you will stay in one piece, but you’ll take the position i say.)

if you DO mess up, fixes are easy.  an antennae falls off?  you flinch and tear the upper wing?  glue that sucker back on once it’s dry.  (quick fixes and cheap answers.  only has to be healed enough to hold position and Stay.)

(and taking the legs off completely is a good way to make sure it stays still in the display)

the pins are temporary.  you take some time re-hydrating the body, and then while it’s more malleable, you use the pins to stretch the wings and hold them there.  let the body dry again, and when the pins are removed, they hold the shape.  (permanent adjustments and a remake of natural form.  he DID go back to the prison, like sam knew he would.)

first step:  the instructor held the body in front of me and squeezed at the thorax, showing me how the wings spread with the motion and how i can use it to insert the first pin.  (confidence and familiarity.  i know how you’ll react to this.)

pinch the thorax, insert the pin through the back.  i pricked my pointer finger with the needle the first time.  the rest was easy; stretch and hold with the pins and wait.  the ones with thicker wings were a little harder.

(set behind glass when you’re done.)

#:) #sorry for the brainrot but hey #local bug enthusiast engages in new hobby and also does fic research #call that multitasking #dreblr #killing butterflies #awesamdream #c!awesamdream #(implied) #cdream

[thedrotter]

hello gamers i was compelled today to post some rekinder doodles i had around for a while and made today ... I WILL BE POSTING MORE PROPER ART OF IT ONCE IM DONE WITH WORK!! :33

#re:kinder #fanart #yuuichi mizuoka #shunsuke takano #chie re:kinder #theres yuuichis mom #mami re:kinder #AND MORE IM LAZY TO TAG #i was compelled to draw joker paint yuuichi a bit ago because of this repost i saw once of someone calling him joker for gay people at 8 #THE BLACK CAT WINK THING WAS BECAUSE I FIND IT INSANELY FUNNY THAT IT MAKSS CHARACTERS GLOOMY IM SORRYY #dark stare??? yeahh getting a nasty look will get you gloomy . stick out tongue. well that is a great offense when youre a kid so yea it too #BUT A WINK😭😭😭😭 THATS SO FUNNY DOES IT DISTURB EM SO MUCH TO SEE HIM WINK TJATS SO FUNNYYY #o yea i just wanna give a shoutout to the person wjo drew rekinder fanart today for inspriign me to post this #I HAD FORGOTTEN I HAD THESE DOODLE IDEAS CUZ OF WORK AND MY HEALTH #but now i feel good enougj to post em!!!!!! #i will post somrthing more proper soon once im done with work cuz i cant really multitask with my health rn BUT I LOVE THIS GAME!!!!!! #the second i graduated things been wild im a bit overwhelmed gimme a second will ya :333

[the-obnoxious-sibling]

Omg the shanks dies and buggy wants to avenge him seems so plausible! And I never thought of it before! But it would make me sad we will never know shanks pov if that happens and what he actually felt of buggy will not be confirmed

(context)

yeah, that’s why i split the difference when i wrote it and went with presumed dead shanks, i wanted that buggy vengeance but the tragedy of buggy never learning shanks’ truth hurt me too much.

but hey, there’s always the possibility that shanks kept a journal! or maybe he’s genre-savvy enough to see his death coming and wrote goodbye letters to the important people in his life who he didn’t get to see every day.

just imagine: a grieving benn beckman going through shanks’ things, coming across letters for luffy, uta, buggy, a few others, with a note on top assigning him one final task as a member of the red-haired pirates: delivering these letters to their recipients…

#asked and answered #one piece #shuggy #why yes i WILL shamelessly plug my fic and make you sad in the same post #it’s called multitasking and i’m *great* at it 🤓 #the clash of the four emperors #*endgame speculation #*death flags

[onejellyfishplease]

My OC:

Girl is made out of flock of birds

Girl tries to figgier out why her parents didn’t just adopt a child, rather than do what ever the heck they did to make her

Girl also tries to figure out the science off her literally splitting into a flock of birds and being a literal hive mind of birds like what the fuck what kind of magic bullshittery is this

#OC #oc stuff #please like her #when she’s fully human she’s like a hive mind but one body #she can think so many thoughts at once #she thought it was ADHD #lol no #ur a flock of birds #she is a multitasking GOD #I love her #I also dunno what to call her #the birds she turn into are starlings #they do that cool murmuration thing #look it up it’s so cool #murmuration #wild birds #funny #hopefully

[coquelicoq]

Natsume: You didn't sleep a wink last night. Why not go and grab a few now? Natori [sparkling]: I'm just fine. It takes more than sleep deprivation to dull my dazzling self, so don't you worry your fussy little head. Natsume [concerned]: Nonsense like that is exactly what someone suffering from sleep deprivation would say! Sensei: Oh really? Has he been sleep-deprived every day of his life?

so i've been watching the natsume dub -

#sensei referring to matoba as the 'pirate-princess-tightrope-walker'????? PLSSSS #sensei to natsume about matoba: your wussy little punches won't do jack #also yes sensei he probably has been sleep-deprived every day of his life. this man is a dumpster fire #thanks to qserasera (thank you qserasera!!!) i've been revisiting the natori and matoba episodes #i had started a rewatch earlier this year but got sidetracked early in season 2 so i'm picking up from there #so to refresh my memory i read through the episode summaries i had written for season 1/early season 2 #and got SO EMOTIONAL??? just from reading the summaries? what the fuck??? #me earlier today: i can't reread le petit prince right now because my heart can't take it #also me: tra la la let's see what natsume is going to do to pulverize my soul into powder today #natsume's book of friends #natsume yuujinchou #natori shuuichi #my posts #anyway i probably would never have tried the dub except that someone put some clips of english dub matoba on here #and i was OBSESSED with the voice acting??? #i'm so glad i decided to try it because so many of the line readings are just delightful #natsume and sensei's bickering especially #i don't love madara's youkai voice. and i like the japanese voice playing touko a lot better than the english voice #but it's nice to be able to listen and like do the dishes at the same time! i love subs but you can't really multitask #i guess since this is the dub i should be calling him master not sensei but i'm too used to sensei #i must say though that i'm really enjoying natsume calling him 'master kitty cat' in full earnestness #i don't speak japanese so i wasn't getting the full effect from 'nyanko-sensei' #i get now why tanuma was so embarrassed

[captain-astors]

The moulting owl.

(1/2)

#An experiment with an entirely warm color palette #Still spreading my transmasc takizawa agenda sorry guys. #Originally I actually had the babyhand but it looked kind of stupid. #anyways I can agree wholeheartedly with negative opinions of him and still go That's my boy! It's called multitasking. #seidou takizawa #takizawa seidou #tokyo ghoul #tg:re #my art #body horror #it's very mild and stylized but just in case.

[movisual]

miguel o’hara is such an interesting character bc he is both mainstream hot and also a giant fucking loser. like im gonna thirst after him but that wont stop me from making fun of him.

#its called multitasking #miguel o'hara #atsv #spiderman across the spiderverse #miles morales #spiderman

[2fortred]

artblock has pretty much cratered my motivation again so here’s a HEAVY wip of a cookie quartet :3

#8 hours of progress so far- nothing is done but we ball #my art #slushie art #cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run kingdom #cr wizard cookie #cr gingerbright #cr gingerbrave #cr strawberry cookie #cookie run art #cookie run fanart #cookie run gijinka #is that what they’re called here? It’s been a couple years lol #also NO this is not going to be a cookie run blog I’m still madly in love with the TF2 men #I’m just hashtag multitasking

[the-penguinspy]

Ava x Lilith 😘

thanks for the prompt, esther :) tysm for including the screenshot too, it was impossible to write seriously while looking at the sims option. blasted my focus to bits

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A quick tug in her belly and then she’s inside the office, muscles tense and body stock-still as her eyes rove around the dark room. Her gaze flicks to the security cameras interspersed along the edges of the ceiling, taking in the lack of blinking red lights – there won’t be any prying eyes on them.

“All clear. Cameras dark, no hostiles. Cam, time please?”

A crackle of the comms, then: “Five minutes, forty-three seconds.” 

“Copy. Thanks, Cam.”

A beat, two. A tell-tale hum at the base of her head, and Ava phases through the ceiling and lands in a crouch beside her. She straightens with a small hop and brushes the imaginary dust off of her shoulders. Ava’s decked out from head to toe in form-fitting dark leather armour, cruciform sword strapped to her back, face set in grim determination, and she’d cut quite the imposing figure of Warrior Nun if she didn’t insist on wearing that ridiculous baseball cap at every opportunity.

Ava looks over to her and smirks, tipping the frayed bill of her cap towards Lilith while giving her a shameless once-over. “Now, what’s a place like you doing in a girl like this?”

Lilith glares. “I’m on a stealth intel-retrieval mission. You are too.”

Ava chuckles, undeterred by Lilith’s sour expression. “Yes, I know.” It only takes her two small steps before they’re chest-to-chest, bodies flush against each other, and the burst of warmth that travels up Lilith’s spine makes her want to spread her wings out to better dissipate the heat. 

“We don’t have a lot of time, just put it in already.”

“That’s what she said.”

“Must you test the limits of my patience in each and every mission?” Lilith hisses.

“Relax,” Ava murmurs, “We’ve got plenty of time.” Her voice drops low to keep the illusion of quiet. Their gazes stay locked as Ava brings a hand to the side pocket of her vest, the growl of the zipper deafening in the silence of the room. 

She retrieves the USB stick and brings it up until it’s within Lilith’s line of sight, and she waggles her eyebrows for good measure before turning away to insert it into the laptop with a soft click. “Okay! Cam, you’re up.” Lilith exhales, slow and even. Focus.

“Copying files now; this shouldn’t take more than three minutes. I’ll let you know when you can remove the disk.”

“Roger that.” The progress bar pops up, percentage increasing at a merry rate. 

The frantic clicking of keys on the other end of the line turns into background lull, the sound familiar and comforting after a dozen missions. They’re on standby until Camila gives them the go-ahead to remove the hard-disk before she installs the virus to infect the local server. Ava’s already drifted off to inspect the various knick-knacks that line the office walls, and when she spots Lilith looking, she grins and jerks her thumb to the item hung behind her. 

Lilith stalks over to inspect the giant shark’s head mounted on the wall, her lip curling at the smooth, polished sheen of its skin. Weird, but definitely not the strangest office decor she’s ever encountered. 

The sudden whir of the elevator’s motors catches Lilith’s attention, her keen ears picking up the accompanying thuds of heavy boots, both ascending to their level. So much for a quiet mission. Her wings spread out and her claws unsheathe in tandem. “Aves, we’ve got company. Cam, status?”

“Just a bit more! Can you hold them off for the time being? There seems to be–” 

Static crackles for a second before the line shuts off completely. “Cam? Camila! Do you copy?”

No answer. “Damn.” Lilith glances over to Ava to find her already looking back, fingers tapping against her own earpiece and shaking her head. The march of combat boots on linoleum is getting louder, loud enough that even Ava can hear it, and she chances a look at the double doors before grabbing the laptop and shoving it into the open space beneath the desk, none too gently. Lilith winces at the dull thud it makes against the hardwood floor before she ducks underneath to hide, both of them barely managing to cower behind the desk. Ava’s elbow knocks into her ribs. One of her wings is caught between her body and the desk; it’s already starting to cramp. 

Ava’s kneeled in front of the laptop, back hunched and eyes squinting at the screen. “Uh, okay – I see the cursor moving around, and the progress bar’s at eighty-five – no, eighty-six percent now, so Cam’s still on it.”

Lilith growls. They’ll manage to have the files copied in time, but not fast enough to make a clean exit before they’re stormed. A fight it is, and Ava seems to have come to the same conclusion as she fidgets with the scabbard of her sword, with the chape of it. Impatience itches under her skin, and Lilith peeks over the edge of the desk, notes the lack of doors aside from the singular set that’s in front of the room – one entrance, one exit. 

A stairwell door bangs open somewhere on their floor and someone barks out a command, and suddenly she feels Ava’s hand cup around the nape of her neck, feels their mouths meet as she gives Lilith a quick but bruising kiss. Ava pulls away but stays close, ‘see you on the flip side’ murmured against her lips. 

Lilith grabs her hand before she can get too far. “Ava, wait.” The shouts get louder, boots thundering down the corridor towards their room. Ava’s forearms tenses in her grip, ready to bolt into action, but she heeds the request and arches an eyebrow; the plan’s already laid out, and Lilith’s never been one to stall. This isn’t the first discreet mission where they’ll have to go loud, either, and it certainly won’t be the last.

Lilith bites her lip and hesitates, the tempo of her heartbeat matching the rapid footsteps outside. Will she, won’t she, why won’t she – oh, fuck it. “Be careful.” 

Ava shoots her a grin, cocky and confident and so infuriatingly hot. “Always am.” 

“You literally got stabbed last time–”

“I love you too.” Lilith scoffs, but she curls the edge of a wing around Ava’s shoulder before she retracts it; nothing more than a light brush, a mere suggestion of something, but Ava’s smile softens. The backs of her fingers stroke gently against the inside of Lilith’s wing, and Lilith swallows; it’s too slow, too tender for a moment such as this, a moment that would very much be stained quick with the flash of steel and blood.

They’re interrupted by a cheerful ding! from the computer, and Ava gives a quiet whoop in celebration at the fully green progress bar. She tugs the thumb-drive out and tosses it up, snatching it out of the air and placing it securely in her pocket, right as the heavy oak doors blast open. Flashlights from guns sweep back and forth as they go searching, searching; the beams don’t find them, not yet. The Director’s office is luxurious in its square footage, but there’s only so much area to cover, only so much time before they’re found. 

Ava adjusts her cap so that it’s bill-backwards before she unsheathes her sword in one smooth, practiced motion. The blue glow of it plays across the contours of her face; it coaxes the shadows to settle above the arches of her brows, between the seam of full lips, behind the firm architecture of her nose. Her cheekbones cut sharp, her teeth glint with hunger, and Lilith thinks she’s never more beautiful than in moments like these – seconds away from a fight, where Lilith can almost taste the energy and anticipation radiating off of Ava’s skin, the thrum of it sharp and sweet in the air. 

She licks her lips. “Exfil?”

Ava looks over as she crouches in place, ready. She looks excited. She looks good. “We’ll make our own way out, Lil, you and me. Now, let’s show these guys exactly who they’re messing with.”

#warrior nun #warrior nun fic #ava x lilith #ava silva #sister lilith #penguin writes #dredgengrace #they're infiltrating the remnants of the FBC idk. some fun stealth mission #cam is in the van. comms in one ear and rock music in a separate earbud -- she has to monitor the field agents' comms but at least #this way she can drown out their incessant flirting AND keep an eye out #cam: it's called multitasking! #the progress bar on the laptop is part of the GUI that cam coded :) #she could very easily have just made a solitary countdown clock for when the computer stuff would be done. i.e. 'X [time] until completion' #but progress bars are fun so she included that too. she coded it so when the bar reaches 100% it shows a smiley face with a thumbs-up emote #OCS field agent: this is great. im gonna get a good grade in Fieldwork. something that is normal to want and possible to achieve--

[mwagneto]

is the straight male in ur bio ironic ??????

ehm ... no? lol it's what i'm most comfortable calling myself/ppl seeing me as coz that's the most accurate and i'm a firm believer in "everyone's free to share as much as they want abt the nuances of their identities but they're just as free to not share anything at all coz it's nobody's business". also sometimes boys who like girls are driven to the point of insanity by old men on their screens. it's true it happened to a friend of mine (me)

#i can like women and be mentally ill on tumblr i can multitask:-( #not that it matters anyway coz my fashion means i get called a slur or 3 every time I go outside #and I'm fine making friends but I'm way too mentally ill & oblivious to date #anyway it's been a year or two since i got an ask abt being straight wow #i used to get one like weekly back in the mcu days. mostly grown ass adults being rly weird about it #i got mail!

[statementlou]

okay so you know how we joked/ kind of weren't really joking about how convenient some of Harry's recent releases have been for burying undesirable search engine results (what do you get now if you google 'Harry Styles falling' or 'Harry Styles' house'...)? So, I'm not saying this whole Taylor Russel thing is because Taylor Swift's next rerecord is probably gonna be 1989 next year... we know there are other factors at play... but damn that works out nicely doesn't it

#I can see that the whole clothing brand thing is clearly a driving factor behind the choice #but what multitasking or alternately my gosh #he is truly pursued by the most unbelievable coincidences at least this one works in his favor #blah blah blah #the conversation that led to me posting this also included the great idea that to continue this search engine gaming #Harry's next tour should be called Larry on tour

[baldbarzal]

european hockey fans waking up to the duck divorce

#hockey talk #nhl #🏒 #my manager literally messaged me about it during our morning call that we both host lmao #multitasking excellence #we were giving the work updates at the same time consoling each other in chat