Cowboy price ???
save a horse ride a cowboy
18+, gn!reader
yeehaw
heās just so solid and big, arms bulging if heās wearing the type of flannel shirt that he can roll up to his elbows
hairy AHH yeah. and he smells so good, woody smoke from his cigar and his campfire, his natural musk from a day riding in the sun, the bitter aroma of gunpowder, the faint smell of warm leather and distilled whiskey
damn
he catches sight of you in the saloon (bar) and immediately falls in love. youāre so pretty sitting there, surrounded by other cowboys that could no way treat you like the pretty thing you are (aka, the way he would treat you)
cowboy hat rule 100% ā gets talking to you, and puts his hat on your head, admires you wearing it and he just canāt wait to take you for a ride
not just on his horse
god when he fucks you for the first time itās rough and wild and dirty ā all things a good cowboy should be. he fucks you outside by his campfire deep in the woods, stars twinkling overhead. not that you could see them, anyway, since your face was in the dirt and your arse was in the air
cowboy!price fucks you into the ground, hips slapping against your backside, shunting you into the soft grass. he pulls and rubs at the fat of your hips, thighs and arse, obsessed with the feel of you
he loves how tight you are, like you were made for him, hole swallowing his cock so well that he held off coming too early
youāre moaning and whimpering and heās encouraging your sounds, praising you for moaning his name, praising you for letting him fuck his fat cock into your tight hole
heāll degrade you a bit for letting the other cowboys talk to you :( telling you how much of a naughty little thing you were, asking if you wanted to be a whore for anyone else but him (of course you didnāt!)
makes you come round his cock twice before he pulls out and comes all over your back, then smears his seed across your skin, groaning and growing hard again at the sight :(
then, heāll have you ride himā your hole sinking down onto his cock and making him grunt and groan
yep yep cowboy!price is a grunter he told me himself !!
you ride him so well :( feeling the hair on his chest and back with your hands, the hair on his legs and thighs against your legs, the hair on his pelvis against yours ā he was just so deep, you were so full
he grunts and growls as you milk his cock and after you come again, he finally comes inside you, filling you hot and thrusting to shove it further inside you, mumbling āmine, mine, mineā and chants of your name
very possessive. very grumpy to anyone else but you <3
has a beard like this š ^^
god Iām horny for this ty hun š©
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Can u give me a short drabble of CE smut? Anything I'd like but damn I am in need of him right now it's killing me š©
10 Minutes Ā» Chris Evans
Pairings: Boyfriend!Chris Evans x Girlfriend!Reader
Summary: Y/N visits Chris on set which results in a quickie.
Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, unprotected sex, praise kink, use of pet names
A/N: Thank you for requesting @cevansbaby-dove š©µ
Written on my phone. Iām sorry for any mistakes and typos.
Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier
GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!š
You and Chris were all over each other the second the door to his trailer closed. Clothes were taken off and thrown in different directions. Chris picked you up and gently laid you on the couch. He hovered over you, leaning down to kiss along your collarbones and chest, his teeth nipping at your skin to leave some hickeys behind.
āChrisā¦ā You breathed. āWe only have 10 minutes.ā You say, closing your eyes and enjoying the feeling of his beard scratching across your skin.
āWe have enough time, baby. Remember the times I made you to cum in 5 minutes? Iām gonna do it again.ā Chris says, smirking against your chest.
Chrisās hand found itās way to your pussy that was practically dripping. You gasped when his fingers rubbed in between your folds. You involuntarily spread your legs wider.
āChris, please!ā You whined. āFuck me!ā You begged.
Chris chuckles at your neediness. He lined his hard cock at your tight entrance, sliding it inside of you, making the both of you moan. His thrusts started off slow, but quickened. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, locking your ankles behind his back. Usually Chris would take his time with you, but you two only had 10 minutes before he had to go back to work so he did what he had to do. Fucking you fast which you love.
āChrisā¦ā You moaned, digging your nails in his back.
Your moans was like music to his ears and encouraged him to move faster. One of his hands found itās way to your clit, rubbing it in fast circles causing your cunt to clench around his cock.
āFuckā¦ā Chris moans.
His other hand tightened itās grip on your hip. A loud moan of his name left your lips when his cock hit your sweet spot. You two could care less if anyone outside of the trailer heard you guys.
āThatās it, baby. Moan my name. Let everyone know whoās making you feel this good.ā He says huskily.
Your orgasm began to build up the more his cock hit your sweet spot and his fingers rubbed your clit. You arched your back in pleasure, your chest touching his.
āChris, I- oh fuck!ā You moaned, your eyes nearly rolling to the back of your head.
āI know youāre close, sweetheart. Give it to me.ā He says panting.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and a loud moan left your lips as you came. Chris wasnāt too far behind you. After a few thrusts, he came inside of you. His thrusts came to a slow stop. He laid on top of you, being careful not to crush you. He kissed you hungrily before grabbing his phone to check the time.
āNot that I keep track, but we beat a record. We have 5 minutes to spare.ā Chris says smirking.
You couldnāt help but laugh. You two kissed one more time before he pulled out of you and got dressed.
āAre you coming to my hotel room tonight?ā You asked, putting your shirt on.
āYou already know the answer to that, sweetheart.ā Chris says, kissing you.
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-Buckyās Doll
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Soldier boy š©š©š©š©šššššš
If you write for him Iāll love you even more š„ŗš„ŗš„ŗ
Pose For Me
Summary:
āDamn, that was yummy,ā he mutters, āYou mind if I get another taste, sweetheart?ā Your voice doesnāt come out, so instead, you nod, and he comes back in for another kiss; your hands come up to his face; the feeling of his beard is nice, as are his hands on your back. When you draw back again, heās licking his lips, and you almost shy away, but he doesnāt let you.
Pairings:
Soldier Boy x Male!Reader
Tags:
Human Reader | Smut | Slight Praise Kink | Photographer Reader
Words: 1430
Author's Note:
It has been brought to my attention, that apparently, there are no male!reader fics for Soldier Boy, I'll have you all know, Dean Winchester tripped on his ass to Castiel so Soldier Boy could run. Plus look at him, seriously look at him š.
āAnd when you meet him, keep the conversation short. Donāt antagonize him; no small talk, no Super jokes. Take the photos, adjust, retake them, just do your job.ā
Youād think that a Supe like the Soldier Boy would have some form of people skills, at least enough so you, the photographer for the day, donāt have to memorize countless rules on interacting with him. But apparently not. From the moment youād stepped foot inside Vought, youād been bombarded with various regulations and guidelines. You followed the Vought employee as she led you to Soldier Boyās private quarters; when the doors opened, you breathed a sigh of relief when you found everything set up already. An area closest to his large windows had been tarped and a white backdrop hung in front of various photography equipment. The kitchenette and counter had food laid out, and all around the room were minor employees busying themselves with little tasks as they waited for Soldier Boy.Ā
Vought commissioned todayās session; since Soldier Boy was in a new era, he needed new promotional content - toys, photos, videos, merchandise - anything that could get the company a dime. Youād brought some example photos youād taken of the other Supes before as examples. You placed your belongings on one of the couches, and once Soldier Boy walked in, the employees all fanned out, leaving you and him; he stared down at you with a questioning look. You held out your hand, introducing yourself, āIām your photographer, sir,ā you explained to him.
He nodded, walking over to the backdrop; you shuffled his arm, so his shield was fully visible and moved back to the cameras; the lights flashed; you took several photos and gestured him over, āThey all look the same,ā he grunted.
āI guess, but itās best to have enough photos in case we need them,ā you tell him. āTheyāre your signature poses, so we need a lot of them. How about we move to some other ones?ā
Soldier Boy shrugs; he kneels on one leg, shield held up as though he were being attacked, and face glancing to the side. You countdown from three, and the lights flash again; you shake your head, the photos arenāt bad, but they arenāt good either. You move towards him, lifting his shield higher, and push him back slightly; he holds your arm in its place, eyebrow raised. āSorry,ā you mumble, āitās just easier for me this way.ā
āGotcha,ā he remarks. He releases your arm but doesnāt stop looking at you, and the photos have him staring into the camera, they work, but they also send a shiver down your spine. His gaze doesnāt let down; this time, when he comes to look at the results, he stands closer to you, hands coming up on yours, and he asks about the process and modern-day photography. With every question and answer, he shuffles closer to you and is practically towering over you, glancing down at the pictures; you, on the other hand, have your eyes on your shoes, which Soldier Boy takes notice of. His hand moves to your chin, tilting it up, āWhatās the matter, sweetheart? Donāt take pride in your work?ā
āUh, no, sir, just never had anyone this close for inspection,ā you reply. He laughs, thumb tracing a circle on your neck before he moves back; he sets his shield down, moving to the counter, he beckons you over for a break; you shrug and follow, though you donāt get to sit in a chair as Soldier Boy drags you into his lap. āSir?!ā
āNone of that sir stuff, call me Ben,ā he tells you, āNow shush, weāre taking a break, might as well get to know each other more intimately.ā His hand squeezes your waist, āSo, sweetheart, whatās a pretty boy like you doing working for Vought?ā
He pushes a strawberry into your mouth; your eyes dart away a bit as you swallow, but he turns your chin to look at him, āUh, gotta pay the bills, you know?ā you shrug, āAnd itās not so bad, I donāt officially work for themā¦.ā he pushes a blueberry past your lips, when you try to finish, he tsks you.
āDonāt talk with your mouth full,ā Benās grip on your waist moves down to the top of your pants; you look away again, and he directs your gaze back to him, āKeep those eyes on me, pretty boy.ā
You nod; he picks up another berry but puts it in his mouth, biting it gently; he turns to you, dangling it so close, he curls his finger, smiling. You bite your lip, gaze still on him, you lean forward, when youāre teeth graze the berry, his other hand pushes your neck, your eyes widen when you feel his lips on yours when you move back, and as youāre sitting there with your mind in a frazzle, Ben is grinning like a madman.Ā
āDamn, that was yummy,ā he mutters, āYou mind if I get another taste, sweetheart?ā Your voice doesnāt come out, so instead, you nod, and he comes back in for another kiss; your hands come up to his face; the feeling of his beard is nice, as are his hands on your back. When you draw back again, heās licking his lips, and you almost shy away, but he doesnāt let you. One hand comes down under your ass, āWhere do you think youāre going?ā
āTheā¦theā¦the rest of the session,ā you attempt, but he disregards your words, he stands, and you have no choice but to wrap your legs to keep your balance.Ā
āClever boy.ā Your eyes dart away, and you bite your lip, āgive us another kiss, wonāt you?ā
You peck him, and he praises you again, your stomach churns at his words, and you feel a buzz of joy when he does so. āYou like that, donāt you?ā Ben asks; he starts to walk, and you try to turn, but he calls back your attention, āno peeking, sweetheart - now answer my question - you like it when I compliment you, give you attention?ā
The blood rushes down, āYes.ā
āGood.ā
Then the world tilts, and you fall back onto something soft, your head touches pillows, and you glance around and realize you must be in Benās room. Heās hovering over you, arms by your head; he raises one of your legs, slinging it over his shoulder; he doesnāt avert his gaze as he pulls down your trousers. His hand runs up your other leg, pushing it slightly to the side; he takes your dick in his hand and runs his thumb up to the tip. You donāt get any warning before he deepthroats your cock; you moan, biting your lip to keep the noise down. Ben moves up, tongue dragging along your skin. Your head is tilted back on the pillows, and you're gripping the sheets tightly; when his head moves back down, his hand follows; his hand moves underneath, holding your dick as it moves up and down with his mouth until he brings you to orgasm. Your hand goes over your face as Ben licks the cum, then he pushes your legs higher, parting your buttcheeks; he dives in, chuckling when you squeal in surprise. When he grows bored of that, he substitutes his tongue for his fingers and puts his mouth to good use on your chest.Ā
He bites one, pulling at it with his teeth, a wicked smile on his face when you whimper, he alternates between the two, and when he feels youāre open enough, he drives his dick in your ass. Your arms come around his back, nails digging into his skin as he plows forward. āLook at you, my good boy, taking me all in,ā he says; you manage a shallow nod as his hand comes under your back, lifting you for a better grip. One of your legs is thrown over his shoulder, and he uses that to help him fuck you harder, the other one is around his waist, and you whimper with every thrust that reaches your g-spot. His stamina is extraordinary, and even when heās exhausted the last orgasm from you, heās still going, and all you can do is cling onto him until he finally cums.Ā
He pants above you; your arms are still around him, but your hold is weak; when he moves, and his dick slips out you whimper. He drags you to him; his chest is warm, and you snuggle close, āDid I fuck you too hard, sweetheart?ā When you groan in response, he snickers, āGood.ā
End Note:
If you need me I'll be asleep cause it's like 3 in the morning. I hope you enjoyed reading this shite, stay hydrated š«”
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domestic, married, old couple in jackson headcanons with joel plsplsplsplspsplspslslspsls
anonnnn you are SPEAKING MY LANGUAGE š©š©šš
Joel loves to sit on the porch with his guitar after the sun sets, after you've all had dinner and Ellie's hanging with friends. You'll go out there, appreciating the moment of quiet, of stillness, and bring him a cup of herbal tea - which he always complains about, because it's not coffee or whiskey, but he always drinks it anyway, because you say it helps him sleep and he'll be damned if he turns you down - and you'll sit in the chair beside him beneath the porch light, nursing your own tea while he plays gentle tunes. He'll glance at you every now and again, give you a little smile, push his foot along the deck so he can press it up against yours.
When it starts getting chilly and stars are bright in the sky, he'll finish his final song and stand up, leaning in to kiss your forehead before beckoning you inside.
Even after years of being together, years of being settled in Jackson, this man is still touch starved. You'll be doing something mundane like washing the dishes, reading a book, even just arriving home after a night out at the bar. He'll come to you, wrap an arm around your waist, kiss your neck, the back of your head, wherever he can get to first. His beard is getting longer along with his hair and you never tire of feeling it brush against your skin.
And he'd never admit it, but he loves to dance. Just with you. Just when you're alone, or sometimes, if he's feeling especially overcome with affection for you, when there's a dance at the bar and one of your favourite songs comes on. He'll hold you in the kitchen, swaying as the record player sings into the room, the soapy water in the sink going cold with the dishes only half done. He just loves to hold you close, to press you to his body, to step to the music and hum tunes into your neck. At dances, he'll coax you from the wall or the bar, saying, "C'mon, darlin', indulge me. This song is yours, I can't not dance with you to it, can I?" and, sure, it's usually after a few whiskeys when his capability to be embarrassed goes out the window, but you don't mind. You'll always indulge him.
Even if indulging him means listening to his rambles about the shitty construction in some of the town's homes, and how he's gotta fix all of it because if he doesn't, it's not gonna get done properly. He's got more callouses from helping out around the town than he does from patrolling or playing guitar; he's gruff and grumpy but he'll never turn down someone who needs help, someone who's roof is leaking, who's porch step has broken. A few residents start using wheelchairs or walking sticks as various ailments crop up in the community, and Joel and Tommy build them ramps for their homes, transform living rooms into ground floor bedrooms. He doesn't ask for anything in return.
It's impractical, and it takes forever to set up, but bathing together. Joel will do the arduous task of filling the tub, always brushing off Tommy's grumbles about using up the street's hot water, paying for it by taking an extra patrol here and there. You're blessed with a nice, big bathtub in your house; you sit between Joel's legs and he'll wash your hair, cupping a hand on your forehead so the soap doesn't fall into your eyes, pressing gentle kisses to your bare shoulders any chance he gets. You rub his legs, then turn when he's done and wash him, enjoying lathering soap in his chest hairs and down his arms. In the candlelight his wet skin glows and you wonder how you got so lucky, to find this tiny corner of peace and tranquility in the midst of the end of the world.
"For the love of God, Joel, go to the doctor," you say to him for the hundredth time one week when he's got an earache so severe that he can barely even eat, and what feels like a temperature is rising on his forehead. He just needs some antibiotics, but he's refusing to go and ask for some. "I don't want to be a bother. It'll clear up." He'll say.
It doesn't clear up; two weeks go by and one side of his face is swollen. You're sick of it; you bring the doctor to him, instead. Practically forcing it on him, but you don't care. He sits grumpily while the doctor looks inside his ear for all of two seconds and says, "Yep, standard ear infection. It's got pretty bad though; you should've come to me sooner. You're going to have to be on the antibiotics for longer and we might have to try a few types. You need to rest and drink plenty of water. No patrols or strenuous work; you'll get a fever."
He complains at your smug smile when she leaves. Looks down at the floor, grumbles something about the doctor being dramatic.
He takes his meds, though; takes them when you hand them to him with each meal, each time getting looser, more generous with his appreciation. Now he's kissing your hand when you put the pills in his mouth, mumbling a "thanks, darlin'" after he's swallowed.
"Just do what I say in the first place next time, yeah?" You tell him.
"Yeah, yeah. You're always right, honey."
"I am always right! Took you long enough to realise," you tease, and he punishes you by grabbing your waist, pulling you into him and kissing you until you forget that you'd made dessert.
Sitting and reading together is something you do a lot. You'll lie against the arm of the sofa with your legs in his lap, one of his hands on your thigh while his other holds the book he's reading. Sometimes, when you're too tired to focus or you just want to hear his voice some more, he'll read aloud to you. Turn the lamp on the coffee table on when it gets dark and crickets are chirping outside, always glancing at you to make sure you're still awake.
You always are; he reads good books, and he reads aloud well. Surprisingly well. You wonder if it goes back to reading to Sarah.
He tells you as much one night when you're getting ready for bed. He'd read to you the entire evening and he's just putting his reading glasses on the nightstand when he says it, quiet in the dim light of your bedroom.
"Did you read to her a lot, then?" You reply softly, getting under the duvet when he pulls it back for you.
He nods, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. "Yeah. She used to have nightmares. The stories helped. We did it so often that I guess I got good at doin' all the voices."
You can't help but smile at the concept; the image of Joel getting really into a kids' story and making up voices for each character, wanting to make it as dynamic as possible to keep the nightmares away, to fill her mind with only the good stories. Only the happy endings.
bless this. i could go on and on. pls send headcanons, requests for headcanons, etc, any time you want <3
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Hi friend! A Charlie ask for you because I'm sure you have a lot of photos of him saved š: what are your top 3 favorite Charlie photos of all time?
Ohhhh Jess how I love you for this ask!! š
You assumed correctly in that I do have many photos of this gorgeous man saved for my convenience to browse whenever I am in need of a pick-me-up, which has come in handy recently and I was more than happy to go through them again to find my favourite 3 (being allowed to choose only 3 was cruel btw!)
Number 3:
A current one of Charlie at the London premiere of Rebel Moon. He's perfect. PERFECT. The hair and the way it swoops at the back. His beard with all the gray in it and the little swirl it always makes on his cheek. The candidness of him looking off to the side. And don't get me started on his NECK and how bitable it looks. *bites fist and screams*
Number 2:
LOOK AT THAT SMILE. Seeing him grin like this makes me lose my damn mind every time. It lights up his whole face. I just love his smile and when it's big enough to make the lines around his eyes scrunch up I die. How can anyone not smile when they see this?!!?
Number 1:
Okay. It's hard to form words to articulate exactly how this photo makes me feel. The thots that have been thunk because of this one are not at all appropriate to be shared if that begins to give you any idea of what this does to me. š„µ Something about the way that toothpick is just sitting in his mouth (and how he was probably playing with it with his tongue š©) and the cockiness on his face always makes me think that he's just finished saying something filthy or ordered me to do whatever he wants and let me tell you how much I adore that confidence and how ready and willing this bitch is to be a good girl and abide by his wishes š
Speaking of listening and following instructions (he can punish me, it's okay.)...I went ahead and bent the rules because I felt bad not including this one tooš
The simplicity and sweetness of it is captured so well. He looks so calm and content and I'd sell my soul to be on the receiving end of that look. I can't get enough of the creases around his mouth and this photo puts them perfectly on display like the masterpiece he is š
Again, thank you so much for sending this ask. It really helped bring a smile to my face and having an excuse to stare at Charlie is always the cure for any bad day or stressful timeš
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Those new bts pics š They need to put a real old school dvd/blu ray box out FILLED with bonuses! I want audio commentary, I want deleted scenes, I want bloopers, I want documentaries, I want cast and crew interviews, I want it all ok!!!
I was actually gonna assume that it would be from a scene between his arrival at the CR and Michonne finding him cause I believe his beard is longer than that the entire time with Michonne? Like a flashback or something. But I also just noticed itās his military outfit soā¦ Still could be from the time he joins the CRM and Michonne finding him I guess.
If itās post Michonne finding him, Iām happy they went another direction tho!! Those wounds!!! He has suffered enough š©š©
Yes to this!!! I would give them all my money.
Also I believe the wound is from episode 6 because he's wearing a robe in one of the pics and there's also nothing beforehand that could have caused those wounds! So I'm genuinely so damn confused on what could have caused them?!?!?! Because if it's from the big bomb going off then why wouldn't Micbonne have a wound? Or maybe that picture just didn't get shared? But also it could have came from him exploding those walkers on top of him because THAT was close range. I guess they just decided to scrap it to give richonne their full happy ending? I really don't know! Lol
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šŖ©: Can you tell us more about why season 5, Rick is one of your favorites? Rick in that era is personally one of my favorites too!!
- writella š
Ooh I love this question. I think the main reason I love season 5 Rick is because of his intensity. I feel like the end of season 4, when he bites that guys throat out in order to save Carl, he shows us that he has no limits to what he will do in order to protect the ones he loves. And then in season 5, with the terminus plot line, he takes no-ones shit. He is so damn intense. I love how observant he was when they first arrived and he noticed all the items that were from his people. And then the āleave em, let em turn,ā was fitting as well. I think that by this point in the show, heās gone through so much and itās finally showing how badly itās affecting him and his trust. (Like when Aaron shows up) And I think itās just a really realistic portrayal of the mental issues associated with trauma. I think itās pretty clear heās showing signs of ptsd and just becoming really cold in general from all the shit heās been through.
I think season 5 Rick proves to everyone that he is in fact, ābuilt for this world.ā
(And then ofc the beard and brown shirt comboš©)
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Listen itās been an hour and Iām still thinking about grandad Jegulus!!!!
Reg having a little freak out about becoming a grandfather SO young (James Sirius was so NOT planned!! Idc! š heās was a lovely oopsie! )
Regulus with streaks of white in his curls š©
Both of them with eye crinkles š„ŗ
James deciding to grow a beard & it comes in all grey!
Sirius freaking out when he notices heās getting wrinkles and Reg isnāt but then finds out about the 6 step skin care routine Jegulus does every night and forces Moony to get one with him.
James has a bad knee from repeated bludger hits that Reg massages when it gets cold!!!
The idea is just so good š let them live long and be old men together!!!!
LET JEGULUS AND WOLFSTAR GROW OLD TOGETHER!!!! YES!!!! Sirius and Regulus both having meltdowns when they discover their first gray hair and/or wrinkle and James and Remus having to talk them down. And yes!!!! Bearded Granddad James Potter!!!!
Also lol at Regulus being like "I'm too young to be a granddad! Harry is too young to be a dad!!" and losing his fucking mind. Sirius is just like ??????? weren't you like 18 when you got knocked up with Harry???? And Regulus is like SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH SIRIUS ORION.
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lol anon back (same anon that listed why Rami is amazing)! I got moreĀ š
Heās our clumsy king and owns it
He fell at the Oscars, fell/pushed off a side railing, did parkour only to fall when he started running on the ground (it was a Mr. Robot blooper), fell backwards in a fucking chair, and tripped during the Red Carpet at the Met Gala. This man literally trips over air and himself but we still love himĀ ā¤ļø
Spending time with Emma who is non-binary
Literally does make a difference because it helps non-binary people feel like theyāre noticed!
Puts so much thought and consideration i to his characters and roles!
Just think about all he had to do for āThe Pacificā, āMr. Robotā, and āBohemian Rhapsodyā! Definitely lots of dedication and hard work and passion for his roles, like wow.Ā
Ramiās hair
Never gets old and I love his curly hair era! Also wavy hair too! Wonderful hair lol
He has great expectations for his roles
In an interview, Rami was asked if he was happy about āNight at the Museumā casting a pharaoh correctly. Ramiās reaction literally said, āthat shouldnāt be something to be super overly happy about, it should just be casted correctlyā. Good expectations honestly.Ā
Rami was the side character for so damn long and steals every scene heās in
Rami is literally amazing in all scenes he does and even if heās not the main character, all eyes are on him (at least mine areĀ š)
Heās one of the best versatile actors I think Iāll ever witness!
This man has literally played: a gay teenager who was crushing on his best friend
traumatized war veteran who has a thick Cajun accent
an iconic and memorable lead band singer
Alcatraz prisoner who plays the violin
ancient mummy pharaoh that comes to life at night
hacker with d.i.d and ptsd
a doctor named Adam Terry
random dude in Battle Ship
a vampire with a cool scarf
a mountain man and in real life Rami gets the chance to squabble in a tiny boat with his identical twin lmao (best sibling fight weāll ever witness, @the-real-ramimalekpeen have you used this scene for Twin Tuesday yet?)
a 6ā0 tall guy in a video game who was said to most likely have schizophrenia
a dude with a beard
a weirdo guy in the literal fucking show āBoJack Horsemanā
and like so many other characters Iām choosing not to describe
Already said he was a ābad boyā and pranks people but heās literally really funnyĀ
Have you seen him in different interviews? Such a charmer and pretty funny as well.
Like the interview with Charlie Hunnam where there was a question about Ramiās eye color and he and Charlie were teasing each other and trying to find out Ramiās eye color. Then some pictures are also pretty funny.
Also the āDoLittleā game with Robert Downey Jr (Ramiās whole outfit and appearance during the Ellen Show with Robert Downey JrĀ š©šĀ literally here for his outfit, freaking immaculate lmao)
āwE sHot LiVe aiD oN dAy onEāĀ
Thatāll be in my head forever, thanks Rami
āA playful smoochā
I donāt think Iāll recover from the shocked looks on everybodyās faces when Rami exposed how he had a kiss with Daniel Craig.Ā
His fans are wonderfulĀ
This man has the best real fans. Which includes the fan artists, fanfic writers, and people who just appreciate him and/or his films! also people who stand up for him which is YOU Flipper and RamiPeenĀ š
Photo shoots
How can you look at his photo shoots and NOT smile??? Precious but also sexy man.Ā
Again he has a literal soft spot for children
That one time where Iām pretty sure he read a book to a few children
Best hugs
He seriously gives the sweetest and warmest hugs. Like can I get a hug??Ā š«Ā
Oppenheimer moments
I donāt care what anyone says about his role in Oppenheimer. He had literally eight minutes of screen time yet still went for the fucking jugular and was successful.Ā
The bulge
He has no shame and no, I wonāt expand on this exceptā¦ @the-real-ramimalekpeen š
Doesnāt give a fuck about haters
Lmao yāall hated Rami in Amsterdam and thought his character was stupid? Well he probably doesnāt give a shit (or is obliviously living his best life) lmao.Ā
Ages like fine wineĀ
God he looks like heās in his fucking thirties in so many pictures. Raise your hand if you ever looked at a picture of him and thought, āoh a picture when he was in his twenties!ā and it turns out the picture was taken in his fucking 40sā¦ a few days agoā¦ Unproblematic people age perfectly.Ā
His smile makes me smile
Could he be any cuter??? His smile literally is so wonderful.Ā Ā
Most caring thing youāll see all day and is husband material
When he was giving Emma his jacket, comforting the woman (friend) who was crying and thanking the waitress, and so many other eventsĀ š„ŗ
Okay anyways got even more than this lolā¦ sorry for rambling on about our Rami. Iām just so happy I finally get the chance to share my Rami findings and thoughts Iāve collected over the years.
I love your love for him!
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My Uncle passed away earlier today and man, itās justā¦ Mom hasnāt cried yet but I know that she will soon. It doesnāt even feel real. He was always known as the one that you could count on in the family. If someone died or was sick and he knew that you didnāt have a way to get to that person or to their funeral, etc, heād always be the one to pick your ass up early in the morning to take you. He used to give the tightest hugs ever and I used to hate it whenever heād kiss my cheek because of his beard lol. Iād always wipe his kisses off whenever he wasnāt looking lmfao. But now, manā¦ he was always the silly, loud uncle and we have sm fun memories of him even before he got into drugs and got really sick with his diabetes and stuff. I remember how heād always be the one in the family to take everyone everywhere in his big ole green family van back in the dayā¦ he used to give all of the kids money whenever heād see us lol. A dollar but a dollar used to go a long way back in the early 00ās lmfao. I still wish that he couldāve taught my siblings and I how to driveā¦ he taught sm of our cousins and other family members how to drive but not us lol. The last time that I talked to him was on Momās bday the other day (on the 18th) since he called and he sounded so out of it over the phoneā¦ not his usual loud and happy self. Sometimes, whenever he would call us, heād pretend like he was the police or like, a random white guy and weād all be like āwe KNOW itās you, Uncle Dale š©!ā Lmfaooo. He used to do that sometimes whenever heād knock on our door, too like boy, stop. I remember when my sis and I got in trouble back in HS for shoplifting (our friend got us into it orz) and he was the one to pick us up from the station and we were scared of our other uncle, the one that no one likes, that asshole, was gonna pick us up and beat us or whatever. But Uncle Dale picked us up instead and we stopped at a gas station or something? And he was like āYāall know damn well yāall donāt do this but if you were gonna steal, at least do it RIGHT! Like this!ā *proceeds to demonstrate how to properly steal something without getting caught right in front of us* lmfaooo. He stole some candy off the shelf and pretended like he tripped and fell to the floor all extra like, twisting around like a goofy and then got up and had the candy in his pocket like, that memory always makes me burst out laughing so much whenever I remember it lmfao. Like bro š! I think he gave us the candy, too lol. My sis and I were like 16 at the time I think? My Uncle man, he was just always so fun and happy! I donāt think Iāve ever seen him get angry before or talk badly about anyone like he was just a good dude. He used to be a butcher and stuff and I remember him living in a huge house with his ex wife (she was awful and used to treat him badly. He paid for her weight loss surgery. He put her through school and paid for their house and basically did everything for her no matter how awful she would be towards him and she left him for a White dude š¶š¾āāļø etc etc. No one in the family ever liked her anyway, even Granny. And if Granny didnāt like you thanā¦ šæ. I remember when her daughter tricked my sis, cousin, and I into cleaning up her room for her after we came back from our grannies funeral and only paid us like, $1 or something and we had to split it šæ. I shouldāve told my mom on her. We were at our Uncleās house when this happened since she lived there and had a big ass room to herself and when my cousin picked up her nasty underwear, we all freaked out and he tossed it across the room šæ.) Iām getting off topic but man, we have sm great memories of him. He got on drugs and stuff and he lost a ton of weight (he used to be really hefty and stuff but the last bunch of times that we saw him, he just kept on getting skinnier and skinnierā¦. I hugged him and was like āUncle Dale, you lost sm weight!?ā out loud and I immediately felt awful afterwards. Manā¦ā¦ā¦ Iām justā¦ His son, our cousin, just passed last year. He was murdered and we still donāt know who killed him.
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"Imagine him having the best dreams of this loving, handsome man making love to him, and then him waking up covered in sweat wanting nothing more than to just cuddle with his lover."
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Mordo walking about with a dreamy look in his eyes and Wong knows what's up. "So, you had those wet dreams again?" I love the idea of 616 Mordo dreaming of 838 Mordo's happy life.
I like to believe Mordo helped Stephen find Kamar-Taj and fought for him to be accepted because that's just the kind of guy he is. He saw a lost soul and helped. Mordo is compassionate and has a soft spot for strays. But when Stephen shaved the beard, it finally clicked. Mordo had his oh fuck moment as he realized Stephen was the man in his dreams giving him that good pipe. And unconditional everlasting love, of course, but also damn that good pipeā¢.
He'd already fallen for Stephen on his own, but that confirmed it in Mordo's mind that they would be good for each other, that he should pursue a relationship with Stephen, and that's why he's a bit flirty during their sparring session in the courtyard. Mordo is a romantic at heart. At that point, before the Ancient One's death and Stephen's deal with Dormammu, Mordo's probably thinking "he's my soulmate š„°"
All of this makes me think of 838 Mordo and 616 Mordo meeting, btw. What would that be like? Imagine a version of yourself out there in the multiverse that's living the life you always wanted. 838 Mordo doesn't like 616 Stephen, and rightly so, but I can picture him telling 616 Mordo that at least his Stephen is alive. So, in the end, it was 616 Mordo who won. He had a bad beginning but the good ending. A happy ending for both Mordos pls that's all I want š
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Thank you so much for this submission sweet Nonny! I agree, I think Mordo helped Stephen out of the genuine compassion without expecting anything in return. And when he discovers that Stephen looks just like his dream guy (literally) heās probably so ecstatic and hopeful. Like yes! After all those dreams and years of longing, Iāve met my match. I just also imagine him sharing this with Wong, who carefully reminds him that people can be great loves in one universes and mortal enemies in another š„²
I think Mordo would be too high on hope so to speak to even consider the possibility that this Stephen would be anything short of the one in his dreams. Which of course makes it more heart shattering when he feels betrayed and abandoned. Itās like waking up to a harsh reality š And now whenever Mordo has those dreams of 838 he just feels like heās invading someone elseās perfect life, getting scraps in these dreams and feeding off someone elseās joy.
As for a meeting between the two Mordosā¦.I think theyād be so different it scares them both. But eventually theyāll find a very sad comfort in seeing how the other oneās life went. 616 is happy that he got to live a wonderful life in 838 until Stephenās passing. And 838 is happy that 616 got to live a life completely on his own terms.
I also imagine that 838 mentions how 616 is so fortunate because at least his Stephen is still alive, meaning their story isnāt yet done, meaning they can still reconcile and find that happiness together. Would this change 616 Mordoās mind? Would it make him reconsider his path? Oh the wondrous possibilitiesā¦.
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What happened with the fine man from Walmart ?? Tell me moreeee - ā½ļø
hehe Iāve seen him working there before but today he just went in to grab his McDonaldās orderš thought he was getting ready for his shift smh BUUTTT literally nothing happenedššš I was with my mom and looking mad bummy tooāin my disgusting ass outfit and hair a damn messš my curls just werenāt poppingš
literally my type to a T tooš he was tall with curly hair and a beardš looked like if jack was arab tbhš„¹ sigh. Iāll make sure to go back looking cute one dayš©
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Mother Evansbby, I would like to ask her why she thinks Ari looks like a mullah šš¤£ He does not give off those vibes š Wow thatās some damning disapproval for your main squeeze, omg š
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she said itās bc of his beard šššš i was so distraughtā¦ š©š©š°š
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hey bestiessssš„°
itās been so long since i sent in my usual anon ask just to check in with my two fav writers š«£
how are yāall? how are we feeling about the most recent chapters and character book leaks?
iām about to read the new fics that were posted throughout the week and will definitely send in another ask to give my opinions!!
i do have my final thoughts on the Viking Benkei AU series!!! the ending was so sweet and iām so content with how reader was treated š„¹ iāve reread the series twice and my eyes watered both times
oh wait wait!! did you see the new volume cover with Waka and Benkeiš©š© the inside cover is amazing too ofc but buzz cut Benkei has my heart for sure.
this leads to my next thoughtā¦ do you think Benkei dyes his hair/beard white? or is hair naturally dark? i donāt know what to think because no one wears their natural hair color in TRš
okay okay i think thatās all i wanted to ask/say haha
i hope you guys are doing well and taking care of yourselves!! donāt forget self care!!
-benkei requester š„°
OMG WELCOME BACK
been missing you and š¤š¾ anon, as usual! We're so glad you're back, though, sweetie (Deano says "Also I adore Benkei requester, top five people I don't actually know").
YOU REALLY LIKE THE ENDING OF THE THRESHOLD???! It's too damn sweet, I felt like I was just writing self indulgent stories the entire time lol
*OKAY BUT THE COVER*
I told deano I have a foot fetish for my baby daddy because...
LOOK AT THEM BIG OL FEET
So here are our thoughts: Benkei dyed his hair white. Plus. since the hair bleach would just take the hair follicles to heaven, a buzz cut would make sense. (Thank you, Brad Mondo.) But if that's the cAsE...
EITHER WAY, BBY BOY DID A UPGRADE ON AN ALREADY AWESOME LOOK. Because he's so cute and will never have a flop era. NEVER
We love you here, Benkei Requester. If You Would Prefer To Have An Anon Name and Symbol, LET US KNOW! WE ADORE YEWWWW
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the real star of the show in dsmom was 1000% stephenās goatee like damn sir???
Bestie, I literally dream about getting beard burn while heās eating my pu$$y. I aināt ashamed to say because omfg I am feral just thinking about it š®āšØ like imagine getting tickle from his beard, or caressing his face while youāre kissing each other. My heart canāt take it, I need it so badly š©
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