#bad finger

[mycwows]

“Look stanley! i’m flippin’ you off!!” [PART 2]

#mycwows #comicart #the stanley parable #au #bad finger #he's doing the bad finger!!! #the narrator #stanley #comics

[kdo-three]

Ringo Starr - It Don't Come Easy (1971) Richard Starkey from: "It Don't Come Easy" / "Early 1970"

Rock

JukeHostUK (left click = play) (320kbps)

Personnel: Ringo Starr: Lead Vocals / Drums George Harrison: Guitar Stephen Stills: Piano Ron Cattermole: Saxophone / Trumpet Klaus Voormann: Bass

Backing Vocals: Pete Ham Tom Evans (Bad Finger)

Produced by George Harrison

Recorded: @ The Trident Studios in London, England UK March and October 1970

Released: on April 9, 1971

Apple Records

#Ringo Starr #George Harrison #Stephen Stills #Klaus Voormann #Bad Finger #1970's #It Don't Come Easy #Richard Starkey #Apple Records

[pragmaticjest]

she be mocking the dusts with that

#pragmaticjest #drawing #artists on tumblr #digital illustration #digital painting #undertale #the first fallen human #chara #the ruins #bad finger #middle finger #the underground #toriel #flowey #frisk #asriel #asgore #asriel dremurr #dust #genocide #genocide route #video games #game over #boohoo #L #bozo #deltarune #fanart #fan art #illustration

[krishmanvith]

#abbey road full album #christian parker #electric light orchestra #elton john #elvis presley #jeff lynne #john lennon #music video #music videos 2022 #official music video #phil hurley #pop music 2022 #the beatles #the beatles 2022 #george harrison #creativity and consciousness #beatles shorts #bad finger #gene clark #the beatles greatest hits #the beatles best songs #beatles pop songs #forever man #peter jackson get back #beatles band #Youtube

[horrorlesbians]

normalize hand tattoos for people with boring, normal careers 2023

#🦌 #please I want finger tattoos sooooo bad

[gauloiseblue]

You always joked about how you'd find out what's beneath his mask someday. Literally and figuratively.

He'd scoff at your attempts, or suggestions to lift up his sniper mask. Some of them caught him off guard, to the point he almost did it if not for his logical mind. But some of them were downright ridiculous, that he couldn't help but snort.

Maybe you already accepted it from the start, that he would never give in, but it had become a harmless jest at this point, so you might as well keep it going.

Until he gives you permission.

The thing is, it doesn't make you happy—it scares you to death instead. He once bit off someone's finger when they poked it in the place they shouldn't have touched. So what's behind the mask couldn't be worth the pain.

At first, you thought of it as a warning. Yet he wasn't showing any signs of threat. He even pulled you closer, so you'd get a better view of him.

His mask stays on, but he lets you touch his face. Your hands hover an inch away from his veiled visage, before you test the water with a touch.

He doesn't flinch away, or charge at you like a venomous snake. He stays still, letting your hands cup his cheeks.

"Didn't you say you wanna feel my face?" He said as he brought you closer, causing a shiver down on your spine.

"I did," Your lips trembled slightly, "I'm doing it."

"You're not doing it right." He tugged your paralyzed hands onto his chest.

You're confused when he firmly grips both of your hands, before slowly sliding them under the hem of his hood.

"Inside, maus." He commanded you, "Tell me what you feel."

And so, you complied.

You reach into his mask, and touch his neck tentatively. For a brief moment, his muscles tense under your fingertips, before they come down relaxed.

"Oh." You murmured as you pressed your palm onto his nape, "You can certainly survive a fighter jet ride."

He doesn't give you any response, so you take it as a cue to continue.

Your hands creep up higher, until your fingers reach the soft bones of his ears. They seem small in your grasp, smaller than they should, for a man of his height. A quiet smile spreads in your lips, as you imagine the tiny shells that frame both sides of his face.

"I'm surprised you have clear skin." You commented when you caressed his cheek, feeling the texture of his skin, "I thought you'd have a problem with it since you always wore a mask."

"Not always." He replied, nudging you to roam further, "I took it off whenever I'm alone."

"Did you take care of it?"

"No."

"How unfair." You chuckled, "I want to have your skin."

He keeps his eyes on you, and you feel the need to clear your throat, before you trace the lines on his face.

"You have a big nose." You mused as you ran your finger down from the bridge of his nose, "It's crooked."

He hums, while his eyes follow your uncertain gaze.

"Why you stopped?" He called you out, and you jumped upon hearing them, "There's one place you haven't touched."

You bit your lips, trembling, as you lowered your hand, until you felt the soft lumps on your fingertips.

They form a thin line, before they split open, inviting your finger inside. Your breathing becomes labored, as he takes a hold on your hand, guiding your thumb into his mouth.

He doesn't break eye contact the whole time, and you're too paralyzed to look away. You feel the sharpness of his teeth as his lips are closing around your digit. You have anticipated the guillotine falling on the head of your thumb, yet what comes after is a soft brush of his tongue.

It was rough, and drenched with his saliva, that it formed a string at the time your thumb left his mouth.

"König—" You gasped when he dragged his lips down to your palm, before stopping on your wrist. Pressing his tongue on your pulse point, where the skin barrier is so thin, that it feels as if he's tasting your flesh.

"Scared, maus?" He muttered, his teeth scraped against your skin, "Are you scared of me?"

You stare at him, as your instinct screams at you to nod. But you shake your head, despite the tremble in your hands.

"Then you'll do as I say." He wraps his arm around your waist, leaving no room for you to run, "Take off my mask."

Your eyes widened, not believing what you just heard from his mouth. Alas, his glare is enough to confirm the truth.

He guides your hands to his mask, pushing it up in a manner that's close to unveiling a white cover. And once the mask is lifted, you have no time to admire him as he slams his lips against yours.

Your cry of surprise is swallowed by his mouth, as he pushes his tongue between your lips. You can't do anything but cling to him, as he presses your body down with his, until your back is flush against the cushion.

When you open your eyes, what greets you is a pair of eclipses. Gone was the cruel Colonel, as he's replaced by a voracious brute.

The moment he opens his mouth, you know you'll be devoured by him.

#i wrote 2 konig fics in one day there's something wrong with me #cod #cod mw2 #call of duty #konig x reader #könig x reader #könig cod #konig mw2 #is this cannibal core? #idk girl #yandere konig #there's something about fingers in a mouth........... #i'm normal i swear #I've fixed the 3rd person pov. just noticed it now. oopsie my bad

[tinystepsforward]

the good thing about no longer working for automattic has been being able to like. watch matt go off the rails during his ostensible sabbatical and have it be 0% my problem any more

#with any luck he does not put his sticky fingers all over tumblr specifically after he gets back but hoo boy things are wild rn #tony muses #i felt so bad abt leaving bc i LOVED and still love my old team but the relief was so immense

[pewdiepieburglar]

@lohboh

#Mike Finger #mike ehrmantraut #Breaking Bad #Better Call Saul #Smash Bros #Super Smash Bros Brawl

[gertritude-art]

some more siffrin doodles

#isat #in stars and time #doodle #isat spoilers #in stars and time spoilers #isat siffrin #isat loop #suicide tw #mirabelle is also here but in spirit. i also had a doodle of her giving siffrin the middle finger but it was bad #also i am sorry but i loved using the dagger. go back immediately and not go into another room? dont mind if i do

[confessedlyfannish]

DC x DP Writing Prompt 4?? 45?? 2,321?? HUT!!!

"So you eat ectoplasm," Flash says hands clasped and index fingers pressed against his mouth.

"Ayup," Phantom says, punctuating with an obnoxious slurp of his goopy ectoplasm. "Does a not body good."

"But the place you come from is made of ectoplasm."

"Ayup."

"So you are literally eating the fabric of your universe?" Flash says, voice rising in pitch.

"No, the fabric of the Infinite Realms is space-time, same as Earth, well not the same," Phantom says, scrunching up his nose. "Earth is more cotton, The Zone is kinda stretchy...huh, like spandex. Neat!"

"But you're eating up the matter that makes you you--" Flash says, hands waving.

"Dude, everything you are was once a star," Phantom says, waving a hand at all of him. "Every last bit of you and everything around you. Star. Now replace it with ectoplasm, and we just cut out all the middlemen."

Flash watches him guzzle up the last bit looking faintly green himself. "That still kind of sounds like a justification for cannibalism."

"I promise to never eat you," Phantom says with uncomfortable emphasis, suddenly solemn. He stares at Flash without blinking until Flash, deeply unnerved, backs out of the room.

"Not funny," Batman says, flipping a page in his newspaper. "He was supposed to be on Watch Duty."

"Now Batman," Phantom drapes his tail across the man's shoulders and lets his fangs elongate and multiply.

"W̵̢̛͓͉̼͔͉͖̖̥͍̪̲̥̯̞̝͎͔̩̹̙͌̽̐͜ͅh̵̨̠̳̖͔̬̭̟̗̠̹͕̟̮̬͓̺͙̊͛͒ͅo̶̧̢̡̨̨̦͚̼̞̫͈͚̤̜͉̰̱̭͙̣̼͙̱͚͓͐͌̒̋̇ͅ ̵̡̡̰͙̠̦͙̼̘̪͈̻̟̙̳͚̤̮̖̱̎̐̀̇̾͛͊͛͊̈̋̈̋̿̍͑̔̏̎͑̒͗̚͘͝͠͝ͅs̵̡̹̣̗̼̙͓͖͉̒̃͋̂̄̄̈́͋̾̈́̀̎̉̓̒̇͐̎͊̚͝͝a̵̡̧͔͍͍͙͔͖̮̦͚͍̖̲͖͖̻̍͊͆̊̿́̿̅́̈͠͠͠i̴͙͙̾̌͊̓̂̌̒͒d̶̨͚̳̟̲̻̤͇͖̞͙̹̯͙̟͓͙͇͖̺̺̎͊͐̏͌̌̅̄́̏̽̓̃͂̓͜͜͝ͅͅ ̵̧̢͎͔̜̮̼̻̫̗̼͙͍͔̺͎͐̍̈́͜͜͜I̵̢̢̛̙̤̳͈̮̜̩͇͕̠̻̫̳̟̤̭͙͖̓̾̓̇̈́̂͒͂͌̍̎̅̑̇̔̇́͌͜͝ ̵̛̣̮̩̩̞̯̻̱̻̳͍̞͙̗̤̗̥͔̭̥͒͒̌͗̿͐̓̇̈̔̌͒̋̑̽̇͜͝ͅẁ̷̧̮̳̗̗͍̠̦̃a̸̡̧̛̛̺͈͍̟̣̫̺̟̗̥̲̻̥͔͔̲̱̣̩̠̖̰̿̋̄͆̀͋́̐̈́́̈́͌͆̅͂́̈́̓͗́̇ş̵̨̨̨̛̛͔̦͚̦̝̺̯̗͓̼̟͙̼̩̣̺̠̭̘͂̏̓̋̓̋̇̏͊̃͊͊͋̊̑̀͌̂͋͐͘̚͜͝ ̶̢̧͍͓̹̘͍̱̬̜̙̮̖̒̃͊̀̀̓̈́̆̀͐̇̿̀̇̿̆̔̂̈́͘͠ͅͅj̵̯̱̇̈́̌̈͌͆̋̑̇̋̎̐̈̇̓͘͘̚͝o̷̢̙͎̹̰̟̳̼̠̖͉̦̘̺̙͑͂͑̌̉͗̑͑̉͌͜͜͠͝͠ͅk̶̡͇̈́͋̈̈́̐̀̂̈́̽̾͌̂̾̊̑͘͠ḯ̸̢̢̢̞̱̦͙͖̱̙͕̞̮̫̱̣̤̥͍͍̫̗͔͙̞̘̓̂̄͂̿̉͒̈̍̅̍̅̍̏̋̕͘͝͠͝ͅņ̴̛͉̲̮̫̩̙̠̯̤͚̠̥̳͈̝͇́̂͑g̶̛͎̻̟͍̯̪̺̬͍̲̱͇̪̩̰͆̓͊̃̅͗̆̈́̊̈́͘?"

Batman lifts his head from the newspaper silently.

"Ugh, fine!" Phantom says, throwing his hands up. "I'll take next watch."

"Hn."

#danny phantom #dp x dc au #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #flash #batman #dp x dc prompt #dp x dc #this is inspired by a previous tag of mine #bonus points if you find it #space nerd danny #but bad at science me #these were the ingredients chosen to create #a lying dumbass #danny: lol i don't eat the fabric of the universe #danny: I AM the fabric of the universe! #danny: I am the embodiment of all space bab-ee *finger guns* #bruce disappointed-dad-stare wayne

[x-gon-give-it]

Behold the Spiders attempt at wooing the Deadpool.

It is working.

#they’re such dorks #continuing my merc Spidey x Deadpool agenda #Peter is so whipped #bad puns is Wade’s turn on #and finger guns are sexy AF #I love them #they’re so silly #peter parker #spider-man #spideypool #deadpool #fan art #wade wilson #my art #otp #spiderman

[madsayo]

no body, no death

#art #digital art #fanart #procreate #i had to do this with my finger cause my apple pencil broke smh #star wars #star wars art #star wars fanart #the bad batch #the bad batch fanart #the bad batch season 2 #the bad batch tech

[smallpapers]

I do

#the owl house #lumity #luz noceda #amity blight #toh amity #Toh luz #toh watching and dreaming #toh epilogue #myart #toh fanart #ehhh this turned out bad but at least I did it and finished it middle fingers to art rut!

[horse-head-farms]

i can’t believe hypno would ruin beef’s lawn like that 😔

#xb is incapable of going an episode/stream without blaming hypno for something. it is simply part of his nature #i do kinda feel bad beef keeps getting his lawn ruined but mainly its funny #was torn between making beef very pale or very tan.. hm. #hermitcraft #xbcrafted #vintagebeef #my art #hermitcraft fanart #been awhile since ive made art i realised! mainly because i am crossing my fingers for reaper hypno to go after xb #i have some fun ideas for that already

[bowenoke]

edit: btw it is not safe to wear contacts in the shower! the option is included for accuracy, but please consider throwing on an old pair of glasses or just going blind into that wet box instead.

#this is NORMAL BEHAVIOR . its IMPORTANT to SEE in there. what if there are clowns or killers. #to be clear. all my soaps and liquids are very different shapes and identifying them is not a concern. its the terror of the unknown #edit: btw im not trying to convert anyone. but i am gonna shotgun more concerns: #facewashing: you hold the glasses in your hands (the arm between your fingers.) or you set them down for a little bit #the fog: this is a non issue /srs. i rinse them down before i do the rest so they don't fog up #the water: my lenses might be water repellent? idk. the drops that remain are small and unobtrusive #the hard water damage: again this is a non issue. the water where i live is not that hard. id be washing them in the water anyways #drying droplets: i wipe them with a glasses cloth after i get out of the shower #i do not care that you guys dont wear your glasses but i DO think you should google how to clean glasses before #telling everyone very confidently that getting them wet is?? bad for them??? clean your glasses dude

[capn-o-my-soul]

okie i made an art but there is some context to it

so my sister was studying in the haunted theology building on her college campus because it was open and it had rooms to study in . and since it is a theology building lots of people who like catholicism go in there. so my sister finishes working on her paper or whatever and it's like 2 am and she sees a piece of paper in the hallway that says "what is your favorite saint?" with a bunch of names of catholic saints that people like that they put on there. so my sister (an atheist) makes up a fake saint name (st. chadwick the bold) and writes it on the paper.

however, since it was darkish and lateish she accidentally wrote "bold" in a way that it could be misinterpreted as "bald"

now the next day she's having a movie night with friends and tells them about it and one of them draws a very reverent, very bald monk-saint on a whiteboard . and then they make a prayer to st. chadwick the b[o/a]ld

and then when she told me about it this weekend i thought i could use it as a chance for calligraphy / gothic graphic design practice so i made this

behold

#ok some notes abt its imperfections: #yeag i made the capital s in Saint too weird (i didn't like it at first then tried to fix it then failed) #and it's kinda blank (i wasn't sure what else to put) #and it's kinda smudged #and i didn't erase the drafting lines because i thought it would further smudge the ink because i didn't want to wait for it to dry #because my sister had to leave soon and get back to campus #and also the B at the beginning of the “prayer” is very weirdly colored and designed i should have chosen a better color and design #calligraphy #art #saints #oh also #i was writing the dies irae with my calligraphy pen and i accidentally imprinted some letters into my finger with ink #so if you see some really light smudged letters in between the lines that is because i put my finger there and accidntally stamped those #letters into the paper #but yea it's really bad i just wanted to share it with somebody