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clyde49 · 5 months
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My recolor remake of a classic Hannah Barbara holiday illustration.
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catfindr · 11 months
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hunter-husky · 10 months
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Patron request sketch 84
"An anthromorphized chubby Jabberjaws (the original Hanna-Barbera shark) with a black, swollen eye and a bloody nose—dazed with small stars floating above his head—, holding a glove up after winning his debut boxing match" the request that started it all
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stuckasmain · 1 year
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So the hot thing is to make “edgy reboots” of beloved franchises. Often not made by fans or people who genuinely love the original but people who want a buck and something to shit on. The problem is it would actually be interesting to see reboots of this stuff- if only to see the potential concept. Hell! A Archie reboot seems cool- it could be like Happy days or a critique of 50s consumerism. Reboots like this are cool in concept but then the execution is by horrible people who don’t like the franchise to begin with.
Anyways - where’s the edgy Jabber jaw reboot? Cowards.
Personally I think this would be hilarious and I just want to see them try, dig deep for something to destroy next time huh? Only edgy reboot to ever work was thundercats (2011) and I maintain that.
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madebyteenagefury · 3 months
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HERMITCRAFT SEASON TEN TOMORROW YALL THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!!!!
SKIZZLEMAN AND JOEL SMALLBEANS SPOTTED THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!!!!
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lewdssyum · 10 days
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round tv round tv round tv round-
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slammi · 6 months
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Obsessed with pikmin bloom bros. Except that part where i got 3 of the blue treat pikmin in a row
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jabthemoth · 6 months
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Did we ever receive an explanation as to why they felt the need to whitewash Zant in HW?
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They did my boy dirty why's he so fuckin' pale??
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king-sassy08 · 1 year
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I had been wanting to watch Invincible since I first saw the trailer before it came out, but my mom wouldn't watch until the whole season was out, and then I was busy w school, etc. Just saw the first episode and HOLY FUCKING SHIT
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cherrycreamsicle · 1 year
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I WISH I could show you all my fuckin face rn dude. I'm so swollen from surgery
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just took some tylenol for a small headache and now I feel Noticeably Worse™
the betrayal,, 🥲
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captainbragd-personal · 3 months
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crybaby-bkg · 4 months
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I think Deku has a bit of a mean streak, actually. he’s no Bakugou—that’s for sure—but he’s not this innocent, sweet angel baby that the media has painted him out to be. but you only catch it when you least expect it, when you’re pushing his nerves, when the stakes to everything around him are high, when he’s tired of endless sleepless nights and just—snaps.
“Oh?” you go, grin unfurling like some grinch, chin resting on your hands as you leer at him from across his expansive desk. “You’re mean.” your words are teasing, a snarl that curls your mouth up. Deku stutters, eyes going wide, jaw snapping shut in surprise as he tries to think back on how rude he just sounded.
“No, I’m not—I mean, you wouldn’t stop and I just—there’s a lot on my plate right now—and you just—you keep on—I’m not—I’m not mean.” He’s sputtering, hands all over the place, the glasses perched on the bridge of his nose falling even lower with how he jabbers on and on. it’s endearing really, to see how he tries to upkeep his image of being so kind and understanding, even though his nostrils just flared at you. and his eyebrows turned down and he gritted at you, his hands were balled into fists, his words were so nasty, so ugly, so unbecoming for Deku.
you liked it. loved it even—vowed to get him like this every single fucking second that you could.
you pick and poke at him whenever you see him, teasing him and pulling at him. pushing him around even though the hero is so much stronger than you, so much bigger. and he lets you, tries to defend himself but—that’s not what you want. you want the ugliness, the snark, the mean.
he snaps, eventually, when you least expect it. grabs you up in black whip when you go to push him against the wall for the third time in only a minute, his eyes suddenly dark, the aura of the room suddenly charged.
“That’s what I was looking for.” you whisper to him, the grin spreading your face quickly dissipating in only seconds when you become the prey. when you become the one pushed up against the wall with teeth at your neck, a hand in your underwear, bullying your hole with too thick fingers.
“Why do you want me to act like this? Be so mean to you, huh?” he sounds so frustrated with himself, with you, growling and nipping and licking when you don’t answer quick enough. but your breath is caught in your lungs because finally—finally, did you get what you wanted. it just took a little bit of pushing, you suppose.
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bleedingoptimism · 1 year
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You Are Mine part 1
When Eddie decided to come out he thought it’d be funny to do so with a music video, so he wrote a song and presented it to the band. The boys loved it and the song was declared the first one of their next album, the third one.
And then it was time to shoot the video.
They hire their personal friend and favorite director, Argyle. Just Argyle, like Cher.
Between him and Argyle they come up with a cool script. The band is going to act in it, they just need two extras, so they hold auditions for a couple in their twenties.
On the day of the auditions, Argyle tells them the interviews are mostly for show, the band can pick whoever they feel the most comfortable with, and the boys tell Eddie he should pick since it’s his song.
The five of them sit at a long table like it’s fucking American Idol or something and just stare at the couples waiting in line through a one-side glass mirror whispering among themselves and watching amused as the couples start getting progressively nervous.
There’s a couple that immediately grabs Eddie's attention when he does a pass-over, a pretty tall dirty blonde and a brunette with big soft-looking hair. 
The guy is absolutely gorgeous, with big kind eyes, a straight cute nose, a square jaw, big shoulders, a small waist, and tan skin that seems to be covered in beauty marks.
He just strikes Eddie as someone that would make Michelangelo cry with his inability to capture his perfection.
‘Oh, that’s good. I should write that.’ He thinks.
He and the girl are talking in hush tones and Eddie watches as she fixes his hair while he jabbers nervously and then, evidently says something that makes her angry because she pokes him in the ribs. The guy giggles cutely and loudly enough to carry over to their room and then blushes furiously when heads turn toward them, hiding behind his friend. The woman in question snorts and chuckles as he chastises her.
Eddie stands up, crouches behind Argyle’s chair, and tells him, “I want that one.”
“What?” he answers, so Eddie points at the couple, “I want him.”
Argyle looks at them considering and clicks his tongue and Eddie insists, “Please Argy, please, I love him, I want him, I want that one, pleaseee”
“Eddie, we need to at least consider the rest of them. This is my job we are talking about here. Please, take it seriously” Argyle says in a calm voice and Eddie deflates,
“Dude...I’m sorry I-”
“Nah man, I’m kidding!” Argyle cuts him off, “Couple number four! Please step forward!” he yells into a mike.
The blonde and the brunette look at each other and walk in nervously as Eddie goes back to his seat at the end of the table and Argyle does a small flourishing move with his hand inviting them to introduce themselves.
“Hi! My name is Robin, and this is Steve, pleased to meet you!” The girl says smiling kindly at them. She nudges Steve on the side and he does a little finger wave at them.
Eddie has to bite his lip not to smile too much because they are really fucking cute. 
Argyle returns the wave enthusiastically, because nothing ever faces him, and looks at the list he has in his hands, “Any experience acting Robin and Steve?”
Robin says yes, something about drama club in high school and Steve just shrugs which amused Eddie to no end, and frankly makes him really curious, for all intent and purposes, Steve doesn’t seem to be interested in the job.
“How did you find out about this job?” Jeff asks them, and Gareth nods like he was just about to ask the same thing.
“A friend of ours told us about it?” Robin answers “He’s a photographer but I don't want to drop names, especially in case we embarrass ourselves,” she says jokingly and looks relieved when she gets a couple of chuckles from Argyle and the band.
“And you were interested because…?” Frank inquires.
Robin starts saying some carefully prepared speech about learning experiences but is interrupted by Steve saying, “We needed the money”
“Oh my god! Shut up!” Robin suddenly turns to him completely red in the face.
“What? You told me to be myself!” Steve tells her frowning. 
“This is exactly why I always talk in interviews”
“What does that mean?” 
“You suck at this Steve! Just as much as you suck at-”
Gareth clears his throat loudly making them stop and look at him sheepishly, “So tell us, do you know the band? Are you fans?”
Eddie takes a moment to look at his bandmates and to his relief they all look as amused as he feels, especially Argyle. The couple of newbies is clearly a mess but in an endearing kind of way.
“Well…” Robin starts but doesn’t seem to know what to say.
“Never heard of it,” Steve says looking apologetic. 
“Wait, Really?” Robin asks him, once more ignoring the director and the band, “They are like, Mike’s favorite band, man! You never heard of Corroded Coffin?”
“Oh well,” Steve shrugs, “I mostly tune out when Mike is talking so…”
Robin snorts and is about to reply but Argyle raises his hand and they both look at him, flinching a little when they realize they had started talking among themselves again.
“Ok.” Argyle tells them clapping once, “Unfortunately for me, I love your energy my dudes, but I’m going to get serious for a second here: I need you two to be professional ok? We have a budget and a schedule and only three days to shoot and I can’t hire you and find out in the middle of the shoot that you are not okay with making out with someone-”
Robin visibly takes a step back and Steve snorts, “Yeah no, I’m not making out with my sister.”
Eddie, who was wondering what kind of relationship they had, does a little happy dance in his head at that.
“No, I meant one of the members of the band” Argyle answers amused.
Robin takes another step back and actually looks a little disgusted and Eddie tries not to find it offensive, “Me?” she asks unsure.
“No,” Frank answers and points at Steve, “Him.”
Surprisingly, they both relax at that, “Oh!” They exclaim in unison and it’s kind of creepy but again, in an endearing kind of way.
And then Steve looks at them one by one, he’s unmistakably and unashamedly checking them all out and Eddie swears his eyes linger on him the most before he smirks and says, “I’m okay with that”
Eddie immediately pushes the contract laying on the table toward Frank, who pushes it to Gareth, who pushes it to Jeff, who pushes it to Argyle and gives him a pen.
Argyle laughs loudly and shakes the sheet of paper, “Well shit, I guess you are hired.”
“We are?!”
He stands up and shakes their hands, hands them the contract and another paper, “This is the script, not that it has any dialogue but just in case you have any questions.” 
They push their heads together and read the script at the same time.
The story is about the band being on tour. Robin and Steve would play as their roadies and the video is supposed to show them in concert, traveling, working, and hanging out. The whole video hints that Eddie is sneaking out with one of them and it ends with the band plus Robin opening a curtain on the tour bus to find Eddie and Steve making out.
The song is called You Are Mine.
When they are done reading, Steve smiles and says “Cute”
And Robin asks, “So which one of you is Eddie?”
Eddie lifts his hand lazily and winks at them.
And Steve, still holding the script, lifts it enough to cover his face but Eddie can still see the tip of his ears as they turn bright red.
‘Oh, he’s gonna eat him alive.’
to be continued
part 1: is this
part 2: ♫ 
part 3: ♫
part 4: ♫
☕ cafecito?
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phillydilly · 8 months
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shut up and drive
˚⊹♡: — in which you and your boyfriend have a bit of fun before going to an event
Charles Leclerc x fem!reader
Warnings - language, oral (fem receiving)
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The sun dipped below the horizon, castings a warm, golden glow across the Monaco apartment that you were lucky enough to call home, you stood before the floor-to-ceiling mirror, meticulously perfecting every detail of your outfit for the sponsor event. The sleek, midnight blue gown hugged your curves in all the right places, and the subtle shimmer of sequins caught the light just so. Your hair cascaded in loose waves down your back, and a hint of a sultry smile played at the corner of your lips.
Meanwhile, Charles had just wrapped up a gruelling day of practice at the iconic Monaco Grand Prix circuit. Exhausted but still exhilarated, he returned home, not expecting to find you in such an alluring state. His breath caught in his chest as he stepped into your shared bedroom. His usually composed demeanour wavered, and his bright eyes widened with awe as he took in your radiant beauty. For a moment, the cacophony of engines and tyre screeches from the track seemed to fade away, replaced by the soft melodies of his racing heart.
Unable to contain himself any longer, he approached you , his hands gently resting on your waist as he whispered in your ear, “You look absolutely breathtaking, mon amour.” The sensation of his warm breath against your skin sent shivers down your spine. Before you could even turn around properly, his lips crashed down onto yours.
The kisses are gentle at first, as they fall into the crook of your neck, down to your shoulder, and back up to your jaw before landing on your lips once again. His hand goes to remove the thin straps of your gown, and you can’t help but giggle into the kiss.
It doesn’t take long before he has you laying on the bed, completely at his mercy—exactly how he wants you. Your body supple beneath his, with a hand in your thigh and your moans pouring into his mouth. Your hips rocking in unison with his before his lips begin to trail down your neck and end at your collarbone. They move closer to your covered breasts, his hand moving further up your thigh, and you know exactly what he wants.
Even though the inside of your thighs are throbbing and you’d give anything for him to assist, you say, “Later, we need to get going.”
Still positioned at your belly, he looks up at you while giving you wet kisses accompanied by his fingers travelling up your thigh as though he wants you to beg. “Just let me kiss it, baby.”
“You’re gonna let me?” Once more positioned above you, his nose slips past yours as he inhales, his breath warming your lips as you nibble. “Do you want me to taste you?”
And how could you say no? “Yes, just…”
He’s smiling up at you, taking your breath away.
“Just don’t let us be late for —oh—”
He kisses you again, already dripping pre-cum, ruining his pants. He nods and says, “I got it baby.”
And he makes his way back down your body, following your curves with his hands and lips, looking like a man starved when he gets to his main course. Savouring it like he’s got all day to do it, he pulls your panties down, caresses your thighs as he lands between them, offers slow kisses to your cunt as he brings a leg over his shoulder and gets to work.
He teases you exactly how he know you like, runs his tongue through sticky folds to induce the taste he lines for, and his dick is so fucking hard he’s almost shivering as he groans into your core.
“Cha—fuck—Charles” Your back curves off the bed, keening into his mouth as his strong hands keep your thighs spread.
He looks up at you, lust-blown eyes and a smirking mouth. “What d’ya need, mon amour?” He kisses his way through your folds, trickling wet as his nose bumps against your clit. He doesn’t know how long he’s taking and he can’t find it in him to care, not when he’s got you right where he wishes he could have you for days.
All you can do is whine, jabbering your way through your thoughts. “We’re —mmhm—we’re gonna be late…”
“It’s fine” he dips a finger inside, kissing your cunt, “just focus on me.” And his attentions brought back to your center once more, because it always is when he has you like this, spread out on the bed all lovely for him. “Don’t stress, my pretty girl.” He keeps you bucking your hips to meet his tongue, moaning his name and threading your fingers through his hair, grasping a little tighter when he hits that spot.
An overwhelming murmur gets away from you, and Charles has to shut his eyes so that he doesn’t cum at the sight.
“That feel good baby?” He teases, but you can’t reply, fucked out and unable to say more than a few coherent words at a time as he coaxes you to cum on his tongue.
You reach your high with an incoherent noise, one load enough that the neighbours will surely be uncomfortable with.
When you look at Charles, he’s got his head resting against your thigh, looking up at you with your chest heaving, and he’s just about ready for round two.
Slowly he lifts himself off the bed to kiss you, “You okay, mon amour?”
“Mhm” You send him a lazy smile, still hazy as you pull him in for another kiss. “And as amazing as that was, we seriously do need to get going…”
He tries to argue, but you give him a stern look, one that is reserved for when he’s being too stubborn for his own good. If you had the time, you would let him fuck you until the sun comes up, but unfortunately, a sponsor dinner was a bit more important.
“Okay, let’s get you cleaned up then” he concedes as he pulls you up off the bed and carries you into the bathroom.
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lordgrimoire · 2 months
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Unnamed DCxDP Au featuring the National Guard
List of Characters from the NatGuard stationed in Amity Park (Company Commanders and up Only)
Lieutenant Colonel Olivia Walker (Was locked out by GIW, defaulting command to Kowalski but backs up everything he’s doing.)
Major Franklin Kowalski-HQ Company
Sergeant Major Robin “Jabber-jaw” Carter (Command Sergeant Major)
Captain Matyas “Mad Matthew” Kucera-Mechanized Infantry Company
Captain Leon Schneider -Mechanized Infantry Company
Captain Grace Campbell-Military Police Company
Captain Harris Hughes-Tank Company
Captain William Christensen-Forward Support Company
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