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firethatgrewsolow · 2 years
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could u maybe write some angst/comfort of robert having a bad day causing him to snap at the reader
I love this idea. 💕 Thanks for the request! Grumpy lion who needs playcating (yes that was on purpose). I’ll definitely delve into this when I get my writing head straight. But - here’s a couple of snippets from two chapters long ago that might tide you over:
Michelle bit the inside of her lip as Robert flung the door shut behind them. The evening had dissolved into an unmitigated disaster, and she was grateful that Bella was in Melody’s suite for the night.  Tugging off his shirt, he refused to look at her, just as he’d done the whole ride back.  He tossed it on the ground as he kicked off his boots, making his way to the bar.  Snatching up the bottle of vodka, he poured a healthy shot.  It was gone in an instant, his gaze finally resting on hers as if to dare her to admonish him.  She stayed silent, not taking the bait.
Robert clenched his jaw at the fiery blaze swirling in his stomach, the warm buzz he’d anticipated morphing into nausea instead.  Steeling himself, he poured another, eyeing the jewel at her throat. If she didn’t want to talk, he’d make her.  “So, what were you and, ah, Jimmy discussing? Wait, let me guess … just the necklace, right?”
Here we go.  Michelle hesitated, quite sure that anything she offered would be the spark the singer needed for an argument.  Which he seemed hell bent on having.  She did her best to keep her tone even.  “Life on the farm.  A lot of nothing, really.  I don’t know … he was sort of teasing me about it I suppose.”
Robert swallowed mightily.  “It looked like a little more than that.”
“For the love of God, Jimmy’s one of your best friends.  You’re kind of being paranoid.”
“Maybe I am.  But maybe I’ve a right to be, yeah?” he added, raising a brow.  “And what about Paul?”
“Paul?” Sighing, she rolled her eyes.  “Really?”
“Yeah, really,” he rasped, mocking her.
The little bastard.  “Well, we decided that we’d wait until you were asleep, and then we’d catch a plane to Paris.  Or maybe Saint-Tropez.  We’re keeping it open.”
“Not funny, Michelle.”
“You’re right, it’s not funny.  It’s absurd.  And you’re being ridiculous … and rude.”  She balled up her hands as he reached for the bottle again, stifling the urge to rip it away.  
“I was a bloody laughing stock.  Do you know how fucking humiliating it is for me to tell people that we’re married, um, kind of, oh, wait, no, not exactly … what the fuck, Michelle?”  
“Why do you tell them anything at all?  What does it matter?”
“Christ, you don’t hear the things they say … the way they talk,” he trailed off as the bottle clinked against his glass, spilling some of the spirits onto the floor.  He shoved it on the counter.  “It matters because it matters.”
“That’s illuminating,” she shot back, nudging it away from the edge.  He’s a wreck.
“Then I have to go chase you down because somebody I thought was my mate has his hands all over you … which you don’t even seem to mind.  And then you bloody argue with me about it in front of everyone!  Goddamnit, I can’t fend off every man you come across.”
“Nobody’s asking you to.  Jesus, you’re such a hypocrite.  You run after women all night long and expect me to welcome you with open arms … which I always do… and when someone comes along who just wants to chat, you go completely …”
“Chat,” Robert scoffed with a bitter laugh.  He was starting to slur.  “D’you really think … Paul wanted to bloody chat?  Are you that fucking naive?”
“No, I’m not that fucking naive.”  Michelle snapped, all the self control she’d fought to maintain deserting her in one fell swoop.  Their eyes met as she sidled closer.  “He wanted to fuck me, Robert. So bad,” she drawled, watching his features harden.  “Just like the rest of them.  And you know what?  I should do it.  I should fuck every single one of them, starting with Paul … or, I don’t know, maybe Jimmy.  He was all over me, too, right?”  Her lips turned up as the singer’s nostrils flared.  “I could feel his hard on, you know, it was right against me …”
“You need to stop,” Robert whispered, a warning in his voice.
“No, I don’t think I want to stop.” Her smile twisting, she pulled the glass from his grasp, draining the contents.  “I’m going to tell you exactly what you want to hear.  How I can see him on top of me … oh, wait, the Dark Lord would probably want to get it from behind.  Or maybe use that little thing we found in the …”
“Michelle.”  
The word was a second warning, one that she happily ignored.  “Yeah, I bet it would be so good … the band leader … I wonder what he could do with those fingers.  A lot, I imagine.”
Inhaling deeply, Robert felt his shoulders tense.  “Last chance, love.”
“Last chance for what?” she spat, pushing him back.  “Christ, you’re really something.  This should have been a beautiful night, and here you are … totally fucking it up!  I’m kind of a sure thing, you know.”  She cocked her head.  “Although, you don’t deserve a fuck. You deserve a slap in the face.”
The rise and fall of her chest gave her away, and Robert could make out her taut nipples through the fabric of her dress.  His mouth coiled smugly.  “Would you like to give me one, then?”    
“Maybe so.”  The crack echoed through the room, the air growing electric as his lips extended their wicked curve.  Michelle swallowed as she sensed his arousal, slowly recognizing her own.  All he has to do is look at me.  The thought infuriated her as she studied him, following the line of his jaw and neck, his curls falling over his wide shoulders, his chest so broad.  He was the definition of a man.  And a conceited prick.  “Fuck you.”
“Oh, I intend to.”
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Michelle quietly closed the bathroom door and padded toward the bed.  Robert was still sleeping, heavily by the look of it.  She took in the silhouette of his broad back, pausing on the dark little patch of fuzz dusting the lower part.  She caressed the spot, swiftly withdrawing her hand as the singer shifted.  He stilled, and she carefully slid into the sheets, continuing her tentative exploration.  His hair was fanned across the pillow, and she swept it away from his neck, revealing the tiny golden ringlets at the base of it.  She skimmed the tip of her finger across them, gracing each one with a light kiss.  She wondered how much of the night he would remember.  
The dream dissolved as Robert sensed a feather touch on the nape of his neck.  He recognized the feel of her lips and began to smile.  The smile morphed into a grimace at the riot in his head, and he turned to her, stretching mightily, relieved to find forgiveness in her eyes.  “Good morning.”
“Feeling some pain?” Michelle asked, brushing her hand across the pillow crease along the side of his face.
“I’ve been better,” he replied sheepishly, images of the evening flooding back to him.  Just desserts, probably merits worse than a hangover.  He pressed his palm to her cheek.  “I’m so sorry about last night.  I made a mess of everything.”
“It’s okay.”
“It’s not okay.”  He expelled a breath, rolling onto his side.  “I was a … Christ, it was complete shambles.”
“It wasn’t complete shambles, just maybe, um, partial shambles,” she teased, her mouth curving.
He traced her lower lip with his thumb.  “Oh, honey, I don’t know what’s in my mind. When I see you with other … well, I get a bit territorial, I guess.”
“Just a bit?  I’d say so.”  Michelle combed her fingers through the long tendrils that were tickling her face, marveling at the two sides of him.  A jealous git?  Yes.  But also so gentle and sweet.  And she had to admit there was a piece of her that relished the way he wanted her, the way he needed her.  “It makes you frisky.  I like that part.”
Robert chuckled, nuzzling her ear.  “Frisky?  Is that what you call it?”  He kissed her jaw, trailing his mouth down her neck.  “Then I can be frisky anytime you want.”
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artkaninchenbau · 9 days
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A h-heartfelt reunion..?
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heritageposts · 3 months
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large zionist blocklist below
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i've compiled a list of all the blogs positively interacting with the @/israel-palestine-bingo blog
there's more info about how the names were complied under the read more, but just to get an idea of how vile the blog is, i just want to quickly mention that the first prize offered in their pinned post, "eight hours of memi mamtera," is the song used in the viral israeli tiktok trend of kidnapping, humiliating, and torturing palestinians in the west bank.
and the "grand prize," which needs no explanation, is "all of palestine! for free!"
some quick info: all the names here have either approvingly replied to, reblogged from, or liked one or more of @/israel-palestine-bingo's posts. for likes, i've only gathered names that appear under their original posts; mostly ones that have not been reblogged, and some with 2-3 reblogs that have not left the immediate sphere of zionists. i've also made sure that these are blogs who have either liked more than one posts from them, or who frequently reblogs from other zionists.
you can also quickly look through the blog yourself (it doesn't have that many posts), or check out any of the names on the list with a quick 'israel' or 'palestine' in the search bar or their blogs.
there are more screenshots at the end of the posts, including ones showing who made the blog (ani-lo-daredevil / katenotbishop), and the bingo board itself (ashenpumpkin).
blocking tip: fastest way to mass block users (on desktop) is to go to settings -> the blog your blocking them from -> scroll all the way down to 'blocked tumblrs,' and then copy-paste the name your blocking
names listed below in alphabetical order reminder again, block don't engage
2peachy acleverforgery ani-lo-daredevil apollo-enthusiast ashenpumpkin <- credited for making the bingo board, reblogged/liked almost all of their posts. aureatecorvid avi-on-jumblr (main @/clear-what-i-was-seeing) awstheticshit bambahalva bleepiesheepie bluenorther blueredfetch bones-and-crows britneysmeanshirt cannibalism-is-my-love-language captain-navii casavanse celepito chubbybubba ciitrus--fruitz coffeelovinggayidiot da-socks davos-is-the-one-true-king dchan87 disregardenedgnostic elder-millennial-of-zion faggotry-enjoyer fdelopera flowercrownsandfairylights fluffel677 fluffy-art-moss george-lucas-is-god got-chavi icereader12 illegitimatetenenbaum inklingm8 its-hila jewishlivesmatter just-illegal karinhasdacookie
katenotbishop <- the main account of the person running the blog. her sideblog is @/ani-lo-daredevil
kelluinox kingofslush letaot-ze-magniv lingonberryjamistakenwhat lovelyhairedpianist magic-coffee marrymepadfoot marvel-ous-posts masters-puddle <- pornblog mixmangosmangoverse morganas-simp mossadspydolphin multifandermissesanakin nameless370 namiko026 nevleg32 notcrazyiswear oakstar519 perfectlynormalperson psychologeek queerius randomname3 redvodyanoi rhysaka sally006 sbinklebooper scp-1296 shinekocreator <- commented, 'but is this the 8 hour version?' on a post where someone ''won'' the song used in the tiktok torture videos. snakelung sort-of-a-demon soxiyy stuffandatherstuff tearsandice tedious-waffle thebejeweledwatercat the-library-alcove thirdmagic thisgingerhasnosoul timegirl tolaat-bli-toelet <- the person running the bingo blog. mainblog is @/katenotbishop transmascpetewentz tribulation-of-somnolence unexistencerpg viktorrotkiv wanderingmadscientist whiterose-blackrose whitesunlars why5x5
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note: @/tolaat-bli-toelet changed her username to @/ani-lo-daredevil (her main is still @/katenotbishop)
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and from the same post,
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the last post was also reblogged by the creator of the israel-palestine-bingo blog
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mokeonn · 8 months
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"But if college was free, then people would abuse that and get useless degrees" hell yeah I would! If I could go to college without debt I would make it my job to get a degree in every little thing that interested me. I'd get a doctorate in film studies. I'd have a bachelor's degree for every science I like. I'd try to learn at least 5 languages with varying results. I would learn something "useful" like coding and then follow it up with a ""useless"" degree like art history. I'd be the world record speed run holder for getting every degree possible.
But I can't afford college without going into massive debt, so instead I spent the last 5 years trying to figure out what I am passionate enough about to consider going into debt over, because unfortunately being passionate about everything is extremely expensive to pursue.
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uncanny-tranny · 20 days
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I recall saying this before, but it bears repeating:
There could be a billion trans people in the world and it still wouldn't be a bad thing because being trans is not a bad thing. Even if the rate of people discovering they are trans is "disproportionate" to trends from decades ago, that is not a bad thing. In fact, it's a natural consequence for there being more trans people being able to stay alive, and, overall, being able to live in a slightly more tolerant world. You'd only see that as a bad thing if you actively didn't want trans people to either live or live a life that facilitates wellness.
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beaft · 2 years
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the fact that tolkien started writing lord of the rings, realised that the entire concept of the one ring made various plot elements of the hobbit fall to pieces, and dealt with this by saying 'the reason this makes no sense is because the hobbit is from bilbo's perspective and he fudged the truth' is already extremely powerful. but then he actually went the extra mile and re-released the book as essentially the same book but with the plot holes fixed and said 'please enjoy this Objectively True version of this story, untainted by bilbo's mischievous lies' like what a flex. absolute madlad
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ministarfruit · 2 months
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day 12: karma ♡
(femslashfeb prompt list)
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bytebun · 1 year
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found family coworkers (definition multiple) of all time [image description under cut]
Comic 1:
First panel, Ingo and Akari are standing together. Someone off-screen asks “oh, is that your dad?”. Akari has an awkward smile and replies “oh, no no. he’s my...” There’s a long pause as she looks at Ingo. He’s leaving it up to her. She finishes, “He’s my coworker... friend... guy.” In smaller font, she continues “yea. that.” Comic 2: A dramatic panel of Volo, looking pissed off, shouting “who are you to interfere?!!” Ingo tugs the brim of his cap lower. The upper half of his face is in shadow, while his eyes stand out. He looks threatening but has his expression is his characteristic neutral-frown, and he says “...I’m her coworker friend guy.”. In the final panel, Machoke is throwing an incredible amount of punches, a reference to Star Platinum from Jojo. Ingo is pointing with one hand, his battle pose. The background text reads, “What does that even mean??” Volo is experiencing off-screen violence.
Comic 3: The comic is titled “Reunion”. In the first panel, Ingo shows off Akari, with a faint smile on his face. She is labelled “best girl (assigned by god)”. He says, “Emmet, this is Akari, my coworker. She’s the reason I was able to return to this station.” In smaller font, Akari comments to herself, “ooh... so this is the man in white.”
In the second panel, in smaller font Ingo notes “I think I remember now...” He says, “Akari, this is Emmet. He's also my coworker.” Coworker is underlined. Emmet is crying in the background, looking confused, conflicted, distressed, and happy. He says, “Brother...?” In the final panel, we see a framed photograph of all three together. Underneath are the words, Employee of the Month. Akari is dressed as a depot agent, and she and Ingo pose with peace signs. Emmet is red faced from crying, but he’s smiling widely. He looks happy.
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chaos-bringer-13 · 5 days
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I've seen a lot of people writing Danny as a space ancient and Dan and Dani as ghosts with moon and sun cores, being sort of parts, versions of Danny and therefore weaker. Now, consider: Dan and Dani are both powerful ghosts with really cool cores and stuff but Danny is just some guy™
Dan, who came from an alternate timeline and is kind of from the future but also not, is Clockwork's apprentice and will eventually become an ancient of time. He probably only agreed to have some lessons with Clockwork to understand better what happened to him, but he enjoys his apprenticeship now.
Dani, with her love of travelling, loves seeing all the different places the world offers to her, and that includes space and different planets and maybe even parallel universes, and she accidentally ends up being an apprentice of the space ancient. For now she's probably a baby ancient of freedom or something like that, but she might become an ancient of space in the future.
We can also have something like Dan having a core of destruction or Dani being the Speed Force if you want it to be dcxdp, or any headcanon of yours about their cool powers.
And then there's Danny. And yeah, everyone knows that he's super powerful, but also he's just some guy.
It can go different routes. Does everyone know that Danny is just Danny? Or do they think that with siblings (well, technically a clone and an alternate version, but whatever) so powerful, he must be even stronger? Is Danny actually something terrifyingly eldritch and ancient and strong, almost a god, but he just doesn't know himself? Or is he just really some guy?
Now, because it's obvious that I have a dcxdp brainrot, have a regular "JL summons/meets a powerful ghost" but its Dan and Dani, and they keep mentioning their original/brother who won a fight against them at some point. The JL is very concerned about Dan and Dani's godlike powers, and they can't imagine what Danny is like. And then they meet him (in his human form), and it's just a young adult in casual clothes, very friendly and helpful, with no evident powers. Imagine the confusion. Imagine Dan and Dani, radiating power, in their eldritch ghost forms, admitting that fighting Danny for real is the dumbest thing to do and not even they would succeed... And then there's Danny is jeans and silly t-shirt, waving shyly.
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fernsnailz · 9 months
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dont worry he caught him this time 👍
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st-just · 1 month
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Watching the new tasting history and very charmed by the fact that the whole Michelin Star system apparently started out as, like, a galaxy-brain marketing campaign for the concept of road trips.
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fishfission-dc · 8 months
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Batfamily Powerpoint Night! (Part 10: Alfred)
<<Part 9: Barbara 
[Masterlist]
Alfred: Actually, I have prepared something I would like you all to see.
Bruce: Oh lord...
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[collective sigh]
Alfred: I have noticed that many of you are electing not to return used dishes to their proper location to be washed. 
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Barbara: Oooh... that one’s on me, sorry Alfred.
Alfred: Miss Gordon, I trust you not to spill anything on the computer console, but I still think it best not to have open beverages in the presence of... other company.
Dick: Is he talking about-
Tim: Yeah he’s talking about us.
Bruce: Hn.
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Steph: Only Bruce does this, Alfred, I promise.
Alfred: I am well aware, Miss Brown. 
Bruce: ...sorry.
Duke: How do you not spill anything using mugs in the Batmobile?
Cass: (signing) Impressive.
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Jason: Okay, this one has to be Dick.
Dick: ...That’s probably me.
Tim: A teacup? A teacup and its saucer??
Dick: I was already drinking it at the time-
Alfred: Just bring it back next time.
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Steph: HA
Damian: ...They like the-
Alfred: I highly doubt the dogs have a preference of plates.
Damian: ...understood.
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Jason: WHICH ONE OF YOU-
Tim: STEPH. STEPH THAT IS YOUR BELT.
Steph: I CAN EXPLAIN
Barbara: Steph why is a mug in your-
Steph: I BRING THE MUGS HOME AND I PUT THEM IN MY BELT TO REMEMBER TO BRING THEM BACK TO ALFRED BUT THEN I FORGET
Duke: How many mugs are in your belt right now? 
Steph: ...
Dick: Steph.
Steph: A couple...
Alfred: Three. I checked twenty minutes ago.
Steph: ...Sorry Alfred.
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Tim: ...Okay-
Dick: Tim. How on Earth-
Steph: HOW IS THIS ANY WORSE THAN ME KEEPING MUGS IN MY BELT
Tim: Sometimes I save time by eating in the shower!
Jason: That is like... a family sized tupperware container.
Damian: Drake, this is no longer efficiency, it is insanity. 
Tim: ...Sorry Alfred.
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Bruce: ...how-
Barbara: Cass... Cass this has to be you.
Cass: (signing) ...Sorry.
Steph: Honestly I’m not surprised by this.
Duke: Are we not concerned that Alfred’s been repeatedly climbing into the rafters to collect these dishes?
Alfred: Oh it’s not the furthest length I’ve gone for you all...
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Bruce: I may have left a serving dish at the Kents’ apartment in Metropolis, I apologize.
Tim: I don’t think I left anything in San Francisco... or Nanda Parbat.
Dick: TAMARAN?! I’m probably responsible for New York and Bludhaven, but that one was NOT me.
Jason: Ooooh, yeah... uh... that was probably me...
Steph: You left a tupperware container on Tamaran?!
Jason: And maybe... other places... I keep forgetting to bring them home.
Damian: How many of these locations are you responsible for, Todd?
Jason: Uh... definitely Star City and Tamaran... and Miami... Paris... and Washington, Hong Kong... maybe also Nanda Parbat. Oh, and I definitely left a cup in San Francisco...
Barbara: Oh my god.
Jason: ...Sorry Alf. Won’t happen again.
Alfred: I’m glad you appreciate the leftovers, Master Jason, but yes, please return the dishware.
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Duke: Oh that’s definitely my bad... Sorry Alfred.
Alfred: It’s alright, my dear boy, you didn’t know.
Bruce: ...how long has that been the system?
Dick: Probably not long... I definitely didn’t do that as a kid...
Jason: Definitely changed while I was dead...
Alfred: That has been the system for 42 years, I would appreciate if all of you started adhering to it.
[a chorus of “Sorry, Alfred” as they retrieve their dishes, thus ending Powerpoint Night. The end.]
<<Part 9: Barbara
[Masterlist]
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sdespencer · 5 months
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A Reverse 1999 Textpost for the tumblrs.
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esmiara · 10 months
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A soukoku chaos dump
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marvelgifs · 7 months
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#👀⚡️💦
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buggachat · 2 years
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Part 158 of my bakery “enemies” au!
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