#misterious bench

[windwavegrass]

twin peaks something

#summer #grass #country #village #green #bench #mistery #photography

[gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot]

Paulatim sed Firmiter (Slowly but surely) - Saturday morning

Taglist: @glitterypirateduck @jamesrifftapes @letsreadallday

No warnings except for awkward fluff

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Hereford Police Station

10 am

30 bars.

1.8 meters wide.

3 meters in length.

Lost count of the tiles at seventy.

Lost her mind at about 3 am.

Didn’t regret a damned thing.

Sitting upright on the bench, the back of her head resting against the wall, Sergeant Christine Vega’s blue-gray eyes were closed, but she wasn’t sleeping. How could she, when she could listen to Soap’s loud snoring from the next holding cell. At least, that had kept the nightmares at bay.

They had been chatting for hours, ignoring the feeble warnings from the police officer on night duty, until Johnny fell asleep. If she could have strangled him, she might have. How in the Earth could he fall asleep whenever, wherever, however, was a mistery that she had never been able to unravel. Infuriating bastard.

She couldn’t hear anything coming from Maynard’s cell, or the other asshole whose name she never learned, but sometimes she could hear them changing positions in their cots, and the piece of furniture creaking with their weight.

For her part, she hadn’t moved in hours, trying to shake off her anger. The breathing routine that Dr. Heather had insisted on teaching her had done little to stop her blood boiling with rage, even after being locked up. Surprisingly enough, the holding cells had been all empty, so the four of them had the luxury of being on their own, in their own private cells.

The moment Captain Price decided to go pick them up from the police station was one she did not want to experience. Just imagining Price’s disappointed gaze was enough to make her heart hurt. The mere thought of letting him down was…

‘‘Time to go!’’ The officer on morning duty called out even before opening the doors to the holding cell wing. He sounded anxious, maybe even scared, and her hunch was confirmed when the lanky, still young police officer started fumbling with the keys next to Soap’s cell, the closest to the door. ‘‘Only MacTavish and Vega, though. Maynard and Allen are staying for now’’

Allen. She’d remember that.

‘‘Why the fuck are we staying? Why are they leaving?’’ Maynard’s voice sounded a bit nasal, which was expected, as Riot was quite sure she had broken his nose. She couldn’t help but grin while listening to him. She also heard Soap groaning while rising to his feet, awake at last.

‘‘They are leaving because their superior officer came to pick them up and yours hasn’t!’’ The officer opened Soap’s cell and then walked to Riot’s cell door to open it. Johnny appeared next to him, sporting a split lip, a big bruise on one of his cheekbones and a black eye, but the same mischievous grin as always.

‘‘Who do you think came for us, lassie? I sure thought the Cap would leave us here til Monday’’

Riot stood up from the cot, tired and sore, and walked out of the cell when the officer finished opening the door. None of them bothered to look at the other two cells while they moved towards the door that separated the holding cells from the offices.

‘‘We’ll be scrubbing toilets anyway, Johnny, so who cares?’’

The officer opened the door and guided them to the main hall, but stopped right before.

‘‘I have to ask… before we get out there’’ The lanky police officer said, with his hand on the door handle, and looking at them both with concern. And fear. ‘‘Are you really sure you want to leave with him? He’s fucking scary, mate’’

Oh my God

She smiled. She couldn’t help it, and even her eyes lit up, and Soap grinned when he noticed.

‘‘He doesn’t bite’’ Riot rolled her eyes, still smiling, and Soap plainly laughed.

‘‘Whatever you say, miss, but I’d piss myself if I found him in a dark alley at night’’ The officer finally opened the door, only to squeal when he found the massive frame of Lieutenant Riley right there.

Ghost was dressed with his usual cammo cargo trousers, combat boots and one of his enormous, plain black hoodies. His dark brown eyes stared at them from beneath the simple black balaclava, unreadable, stoic as always, with his arms crossed over his broad chest. He said nothing, but was checking the Sergeants in search for serious injuries.

Soap had a black eye and a split lip, and there was a bruise forming on one of his cheekbones, but looked as cheery as ever, brushing his mohawk back and allowing him to see how bruised his knuckles were. Ghost’s eyes narrowed when Riot came into his view, and a cold fury ran through his veins at seeing her face. Rationally speaking, it wasn’t bad; her lip was split as well, there was a bruise on her forehead, and a purple bruise was next to one of her eyes, another on her jaw. Her knuckles were red and bruised too.

‘‘Who did that’’ It wasn’t a question. It was a demand.

‘‘It’s not that bad’’ Riot shrugged, not even trying to hide her smile, the very same smile that made him almost swerve into a tree in Belarus. The very same smile that kept him awake, that made him feel like a bloody lovestruck schoolboy. She looked happy to see him, and that made him feel… things. But right now, his rage was more prevalent.

‘‘Who did that’’ Ghost insisted, his dry, stern tone indicating that he would not move an inch from where he was standing until he got an answer that satisfied him.

‘‘T’was Maynard’’ Soap was more than ready to leave the police station, so he answered swiftly, walking to the main door. ‘‘Bloody eejit tried to grab her by the throat and she headbutted him. Broke his nose alright, stupid dumbfuck. Called her scarface, can you imagine?’’

Stoic as he looked, Ghost’s jaw tensed and his eyes narrowed even more, the fury increasing inside of him. Only the fact that they were inside a police station, with a police officer looking at them, stopped him from going inside to...

‘‘Can we leave?’’ Riot asked tiredly, still looking up at him. It still took a couple of seconds for Ghost to curtly nod, seemingly appeased by her tone… at least for the moment. His cold glare turned to the police officer, who straightened up without realizing it.

‘‘Do I have to sign anything else?’’

‘‘You’re all set, sir. Nobody has pressed charges.’’ The officer looked more than ready to get them out of his station as soon as possible, increasingly nervous by the enormous behemoth looming in his hall ominously.

Ghost simply nodded, arms still crossed, and tilted his head towards the exit. Soap was already there and opened the door, waiting for Riot to be the first to step outside before doing the same, and Ghost followed him, allowing the door to close by itself behind them. The police officer breathed at last.

Parked right outside was one of the base’s jeeps, and Soap gladly climbed into the backseat, yawning obnoxiously as if he hadn’t been sleeping for the last three hours, keeping the others awake. Riot slid in the passenger seat while Ghost sat behind the wheel, the three of them in silence while the Lieutenant turned the engine on.

They kept the silence for a bit, while Ghost drove calmly through the streets of Hereford. From the backseat, lying as best he could, Soap started whining.

‘‘Lt, can we stop for coffee? Pretty please? We haven’t had anything to eat or drink since last night…’’

Riot rolled her eyes, looking out the window with the back of her head resting on the headrest, but said nothing. Ghost sighed.

‘‘Are you going to whine all the way to the base?’’

‘‘Will that make you stop? Because I absolutely can whine, and I can throw in a full blown tantrum if needed’’

‘‘That won’t be necessary’’ Ghost grunted, but after another five minutes of driving he carefully parked next to a coffee shop, and turned the engine off. ‘‘Go’’

‘‘You want anything, Lt? Chris?’’ Soap yawned again, opening the back door, but waited for their answers before stepping out. Riot looked at him through the rear-view window, tired.

‘‘Macchiato… No, wait. Cocoa. Please.’’

‘‘I knew it!’’ Johnny laughed, and then looked at Ghost, who considered it for a moment, and then shrugged.

‘‘Black coffee’’ The Lieutenant started to take his wallet out of his pocket, but Soap closed the back door hastily.

‘‘My treat!’’ Then, he jogged towards the coffee shop, in an infuriatingly good mood for someone that had spent the entire night in custody. Once he disappeared inside, Christine sighed and turned her head towards Simon, to find him already staring at her.

She leaned back in the seat, trying to get more comfortable and face him, while he stayed in the same position, his hands still on the steering wheel. They stared at each other in silence. After what felt like forever, but had been only seconds, Christine sighed again, frowning.

‘‘Three days tops’’

Simon chuckled softly, amused against his will. Here she was, after a whole week of shenanigans, with signals of a fight on her face and knuckles, after spending the night in a holding cell… and telling him off for being late.

‘‘Things went south. Had to stay longer’’ He answered, short as always, but his tone was considerably softer than before. ‘‘It seems you were having fun though’’

‘‘You call this fun?’’ She laughed, bitterly, her blue-gray eyes still fixed on his, and it dawned on him. She had been worried. For him.

That revelation made him feel… things. Good things. Things that made his chest feel warm, and his throat run dry, and his hands ache to reach out and brush her hair back. To feel her soft, pale skin under his hand again, to feel she was there. Next to him. But his hands stayed on the steering wheel, gripping it tighter to fight the urge.

It was almost… painful. The need. The want. The greed.

‘‘I tried to finish as quickly as I could’’ I wanted to be back earlier.

‘‘I… It would have been better if you had been here’’ I missed you

Silence fell on them again, still staring at each other, except for a brief moment in which Simon checked the inside of the coffee shop through the windows to confirm Soap was still waiting inside. Then, his brown eyes were back on hers, which hadn’t moved from him yet.

It was almost… painful. The way she wanted desperately to reach out and touch him, even if it was just to brush his arm with the pads of her fingers. To feel he was there. Alive. Next to her. Warm, and strong, and reliable.

It was also painful to listen to the voice in her head repeating, over and over again. You don’t deserve it. Who would want a marked bitch like you. You don’t deserve it.  

Her left hand moved from her lap slowly, falling down the side of her thigh to rest on the side of her seat, her eyes still on his. His right hand fell from the steering wheel, just as slow and hesitant, to the side of his own seat, inches away from hers.

The back door opened and Soap got inside, carrying three takeaway cups in a card holder.

‘‘Almost two tenners for three drinks! A fucking robbery, I’m never coming back to this shop…’’

‘‘Put your seatbelt on’’ Riot sighed, looking out the window, with her arms crossed. Ghost was staring at the front, both hands on the wheel.

‘‘Drinks first! Your cocoa here…’’ Johnny handed the cup over, and then the black coffee to Ghost, using his free hand then to buckle up. ‘‘Ready to go to be chewed out by the Cap’’

The Lieutenant said nothing at that, lifting his mask over his nose so he could take a sip of the pipping hot coffee. Next to him, Riot was doing the same, although she grimaced and brought her left hand up to her scarred cheek.

‘‘Mierda (shit)’’

‘‘Too hot?’’ Ghost looked at her, worried but not showing it, and she nodded.

‘‘Hurts when something is too hot or too cold…’’ Riot shrugged, blowing on the liquid slowly before sipping carefully. ‘‘Ah, well, can’t be helped’’

‘‘Do you know what Price has in store for us, Lt?’’ Soap asked from the back, sipping his own coffee, the three of them enjoying their hot drinks before making the drive back.

‘‘I do not, but I guess it’ll be either running laps or scrubbing the toilets’’

‘‘Ach, that’s what Chris said he’d make us do…’’ Johnny lay down on the backseat dramatically, grinning.

‘‘You know I’m always right’’ Christine said with sarcasm, not happy at all with the perspective, but knew they had earned it. No regrets though.

‘‘That’s actually not correct’’ Simon finished his coffee and returned the empty cup to Soap, who put it back on the holder. ‘‘You are wrong about one thing you said just a while ago’’

‘‘What?’’ She turned to look at him, one eyebrow raised and holding her own cup, observing him while he turned the engine on.

‘‘I do bite’’ Simon pulled his balaclava down again, but not before she could see the cocky grin on his scarred lips. From the backseat, Soap choked on his coffee.

Christine’s heart skipped a beat. Like a schoolgirl. She even felt the blush on her cheeks, and tried to hide it by sipping on her cocoa, smiling, but couldn’t resist.

‘‘Good to know’’ She purred, and from the corner of her eye she saw his jaw clench beneath the balaclava.

‘‘I hate you both’’ In the backseat, Johnny pretended to gag, although he was grinning.

#cod mw2 #cod oc #cod original character #call of duty #call of duty original character #call of duty modern warfare #cod fanfic #call of duty fanfic #call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod ghost #cod fic #cod fanfiction #call of duty fanfiction #call of duty fic #christine riot vega #riot vega #ghost x female oc #ghost x oc #ghost simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon riley x oc #simon ghost riley x female oc #ghost mw2 #cod mw ghost #ghost call of duty #ghost cod #ghost riley #mw2 ghost #soap mactavish #cod soap

[beeindaclouds]

So Long Nerd

Requests are CLOSED

Reader: GN - They/Them

You vision was foggy as clouds surrounded you in the mistery place you were in

In an attempt to see where you were you trie to clear up the fog of clouds only for them to reveal a cliff facing a town

As the sun set, warm hues made their way onto the man sitting on the lonely bench

His eye catching pink hair and long cape quickly gave away who he was, making it difficult for you to hold in your tears

As you hiccuped away, memories flooding your head, the not so misterious man turned around and gave you a smile

"Come sit down... let's have a chat"

The comfort of his voice filled your ears as he patted the place on the bench near him

You sat down, still unable to stop your tears

Techno chuckled as he looked at you, sending you into a spiral of confusion

"What are you crying for? Little baby man"

He was mocking you, and you found it comforting...in a kind of weird way

You let your heart out to the man you've looked up too. All your frustration, sadness, grief...and more

Techno took it all in, a few comments thrown here and there that brought out giggles and laughs from you like he always did

As your sobs and tears died down you felt a hand on the top of your head, slowly ruffling your hair and ruining it in the process

"No more crying."

This was the first serious thing he said since you've been there...wherever you were

The hand of the piglin man was soon replaced by his crown and his cape was put onto your shoulders

"My journey might've ended, but not yours. I want you to live on...for the both of us. Live your life to the fullest and don't forget who brought you here"

Techno pulled you into a hug

You nodded, how could you ever forget those days and nights spent watching his videos and lives; all the lessons you've learned, all the laughs and jokes, you would cherish them forever cause they made you who you are today

"And also if you leave too, who'll continue my legacy? Or buy my awesome GGEZ merch??"

The chuckles bubbling up couldn't be stopped, he always knew how to cheer you up

Your arms immediately going around him, eyes closing to enjoy the moment and his warmness

"I'm proud of you"

As you open your eyes you found yourself in your room, a familiar pig plushie smiling at you from inbetween your arms

"So long nerd"

You could still hear him...that nerd you'll miss

But you did wonder if he had already taken over the heavens 🤭

#dreamsmp #dsmp #mcyt #dream smp x reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #technoblade #technobladeblurb #technoblade x reader #beeblog

[i-am-vita]

I love all of your bodice ripper art so much!!

For you!

💐💐

For always providing me the best bodice ripper art I could ask for 🥹 I do have one suggestion. Listen to the song "Lady by the Sea" by Stephen Sanchez. When I listen to it, it always makes me think of your art, and the fanfic inspo comes in. I feel the song could fit well with either Beckmann or Shanks

Awwww, thank you so much @tookawaiitoolive 🥰🥰🥰 It makes me so happy to know you're enjoying it.

Ohhh, I loved the song!!!! I totally envisioned Shanks in it. An open bar at the beach, everybody splayed on benches on the sand and suddenly a misterious lady catch Shanks' eye 👀

Beck: Shanks, no.

Too late, Shanks has gotten a guitar out of nowhere and started playing and singing... I feel Shanks would know how to (when he had both arms).

You: 🤨 *secretly fighting to not feel charmed 😳*

#one piece #one piece live action #x reader #opla #Shanks looks like a Fabio #bodice ripper #opla x reader #shanks x reader #red haired shanks #akagami no shanks #shanks headcanons

[arkfluomelly]

LA MORTE DI PITON PER AMORE

L'interpretazione è quella canonica e il riassunto proviene dal capitolo 5 del libro di Laura Anna Macor, "Filosofando con Harry Potter" (Mimesis).

- SETTE ANNI DI GUAI -

Piton è il personaggio piu' sfuggente e contraddittorio perche', se ufficialmente e' schierato coi "buoni", non fa corrispondere a questa scelta un cambiamento di psicologia o una differenza di comportamento. Fin dal primo anno si dedica a salvare Harry Potter lanciando un controincantesimo che impedisce al professor Raptor di uccidere il bambino nella partita di quidditch: eppure Piton odia Harry, perche' è il figlio dell'uomo che lo bullizzava a scuola - James Potter. E Potter fu anche quello che gli porto' via la ragazza che amava: Piton non ha mai cambiato il suo punto di vista.

Il secondo anno, scoperta la gatta pietrificata, sostiene che potrebbe non essere stato Harry Potter ma lo dice come se facesse del sarcasmo.

Il terzo anno nessuno ha ancora capito che Sirius Black è innocente del tradimento dei genitori di Harry e della loro conseguente morte: benche' Piton odi Remus Lupin profondamente, non e' per odio che si oppone all'idea di assumerlo come insegnante, bensi' perche' era amico di Sirius e ritiene che potrebbe avere la tentazione di aiutarlo ad entrare a scuola, per consentirgli di uccidere Harry.

Durante il quarto anno, il Veritaserum che serve a tirare fuori la verita' da Barty Crouch jr proviene da Piton.

Nel quinto anno, Piton scopre che la visione trasmessa ad Harry di un Sirius Black torturato all'Ufficio Misteri era falsa. Pertanto avverte i membri dell'Ordine della Fenice perche' vadano in aiuto dell'esercito di Silente.

Durante il sesto anno, dopo aver ucciso Silente che stava proteggendo Harry Potter, impedisce ai Mangiamorte di torturare il ragazzo.

Nonostante tutto cio', è palpabile la sua avversione per ogni membro dell'Ordine, il disprezzo per individui di sangue non puro, il disgusto per chi cerca e accetta la compagnia di creature "subumane" come lupi mannari ed elfi domestici.

- IL NOCCIOLO DEL PROBLEMA -

< Che valore ha una scelta che non modifica in alcun senso il carattere di una persona?> (Cit.)

La chiave di lettura fornita dalla Macor deriva dal rapporto che ciascun personaggio, Piton in particolare, ha con la morte.

Dopo gli anni di scuola, Lily sposa il giovane che aveva bullizzato Piton e lo fa essenzialmente perche' membro dell'Ordine. Peraltro, lo stesso Piton da ragazzo tendeva a bullizzare i maghi nati babbani, da solo o in compagnia di altri Serpeverde. Non vede in questo comportamento una frattura o una contraddizione, come se Lily fosse altro da se stessa, un'idea della sua mente.

Severus Piton ammette davanti a lei le molestie ad altre babbane ma non ne comprende appieno la gravita'. È maligno, ma non corrotto, in caso contrario mentirebbe. È interessato unicamente ai propri desideri, ma non e' falso; tuttavia il suo è un amore immaturo rimasto ai primi anni dell'infanzia.

Piton diventa un Mangiamorte seguace di Voldemort, in parte per lenire la delusione d'amore, ma anche perche' convinto degli ideali della purezza della razza.

- DUE AMORI -

L'amore per Lily è cio' che lo ha convinto a passare definitivamente alla magia oscura, ma e' la morte di Lily che lo induce a diventare spia per conto di Silente.

Come puo' lo stesso sentimento spingere a due comportamenti antitetici?

La confusione è aumentata dal fatto che il Patronus di Piton è una cerva, come quello di Lily, il che denota sincerita' di sentimenti. Pero' non e' chiaro se lo sia sempre stato o se il Patronus sia diventato cosi' dopo la morte dell'amata, uccisa per mano di Voldemort.

Dopo aver implorato il signore oscuro di risparmiare la donna in cambio del marito e del figlio - inviano - Piton passa i successivi 17 anni a complottare contro il suo vecchio signore, facendogli credere di essergli ancora alleato. E senza dubbio Voldemort ci crede, perche' la loro ideologia condivisa vuole che Lily fosse un capriccio, un desiderio rimpiazzabile da una piu' degna pretendente di sangue puro.

Piton tuttavia non si sposa, ma chiede a Silente che nessun altro sappia le sue reali intenzioni, di fatto gettando fango su di se'. Ancora una volta, non e' con Voldemort che ha un conto in sospeso, ma con se stesso.

- LO SCOPO E LE INTENZIONI -

Se manifestare antipatia verso Harry Potter servisse al suo scopo di spia, egli dovrebbe dimostrare comprensione ed empatia verso il ragazzino, nelle occasioni in cui parla da solo con Silente. Invece il suo atteggiamento non cambia.

Piton si divide tra l'amore infantile - ma puro - l'amore maturo, corrotto e consapevole, e l'avversione per gli altri personaggi, per lo piu' conosciuti negli anni di scuola. L'amore infantile è quello dominato dall'egocentrismo e dal sacrificio chiesto agli altri. L'amore maturo porta al sacrificio di se', ragion per cui è probabile - anche se non reso esplicito - che Piton non avesse Patronus prima di apprendere della morte di Lily. O che ne avesse uno differente.

< Non stupisce che Harry ne rivendichi la centralita' (del Patronus) come testimonianza della fedelta' di Piton a Silente nel dialogo che precede il suo scontro finale con Voldemort. > (Cit.).

- LE NOSTRE CONVINZIONI -

L'odio che Piton nutre per i propri alleati, anziche' diminuire la credibilita' delle sue scelte, sembra esortare a "curare cio' che ci unisce, non cio' che divide". Il filosofo Vaihinger scrisse che le nostre idee e convinzioni non descrivono la realta', ma danno comunque una direzione che migliora la vita. "Comportati come se fosse vero", disse. Piton fa qualcosa di piu', si comporta come se ci credesse, dal momento che anche quella di Vaihinger è una convinzione.

< Egli non si limita a riconoscere la propria parte di colpa ne' acconsente semplicemente a proteggere Harry (...) Non porta solo dentro di se' il ricordo dell'errore commesso, quasi morso interiore che preclude il raggiungimento di qualsiasi felicita', ma sceglie consapevolmente e ripetutamente di confermare la decisione presa a suo tempo > (Cit.)

La morte per amore, invece dell'amore per la morte come era nei progetti iniziali.

#harrypotter #severussnape #lilyevans #anti james potter #anti marauders #children literature #philosophy

[theonevoice]

Headcanon entry - Crowella

In 1955 fem-presenting Crowley was sent by the Dark Council to check on the first Disney theme park and was readily approached by Walt Disney himself (possibly a little too eager to please this misterious slim lady in dark glasses arrived on a glamorous English Bentley). Crowley, being Crowley, after a thorough tour of the attractions commented straight on its creator's face that Hell itself couldn't conjure up such a place even in its wildest dreams.

Walt Disney, beign Walt Disney, took it personally and 6 years later put Cruella De Vil in 101 Dalmatians in the firm conviction that it would be the most exquisite insult, making sure to mimic the name of the rude lady in dark glasses who had offended his park so that she would know for sure that this was his revenge.

Little did he know that Crowley never knew it, because he tried to watch the movie but couldn't get past the first five minutes since that blonde bookish romantic hoarder of a character named Roger, who was about to go to a famous London park to sit on a bench and meet his obvious future love, was really too unrealistic to withstand (although he kinda liked his dog).

#good omens #good omens 2 #crowley #sillyposting #Crowley was Cruella all the time

[aneurizma]

"Why does police target me" i ask myself while having sunglasses on, looking like knock off jesse pinkman just sitting on a playground bench, truly a mistery

#vampire complains #+the serial killer swag that evrryone says i have is orobably not helping my case

[oars]

kokomi being benched when shes probably related to the dragons from enkanomiya, and also theres a lot of mistery behind her like the way she can breathe underwater etc is so criminal. Im gonna hope this is a xiao situation where we get an interlude quest about her after a year or smth bc shes one of the most criminally ignored interesting characters along with ganyu

i hope they do something with her but at the same time highly doubt it since enkanomiyas been out for a while already. i wont hold the expectation

#.mail #um not sure if i like the whole ''vishap people'' business though. thats weird

[sapphirecastles]

Frodo twirls a blade of grass between his fingers and wonders where it came from. Had he plucked it from the ground himself, or was it a stray clipping that had found its way into his hands? It hardly matters, but sometimes the most pointless curiosities are the best to pursue.

He tips his head back, and from where he lies on the garden bench, the sky is a vast sea below him. He holds the grass against it, emerald green on pale blue. But his attention is immediately captured by an upside-down Sam tending to the roses on the nearby upside-down trellis. He's clipping away the few shriveled blooms and leaves with such meticulous precision, the tip of his tongue poking out in concentration. Frodo studies the subtle movement of the muscles in his arm.

Then he brings up his piece of grass and pokes the air; from his perspective it seems to poke Sam's arm. Stifling a laugh, Frodo pretends to poke his arm again, then his shoulder, then his forehead, then his tongue. He's just positioning it towards Sam's nostril when the gardener finally catches him.

"Oi, you!" Sam grins playfully, and it warms Frodo better than the sun, "What are you doing with that, Mr. Baggins?"

"I'm prodding you," Frodo replies simply.

Sam says nothing, but his laugh fills the sky with its beauty.

"What do you know about grass?" asks Frodo.

"A fair bit, sir, not meaning to boast. What're you needing to know?"

"Nothing in particular. I want to know everything you know."

"Oh!" Sam seems surprised for a second, but smiles again, like a secret shared between just the two of them in their own garden, "All right. Well..."

Frodo continues to prod Sam's arms, and listens.

Ahhh this is so cute! It should be a habit on tumblr to receive misterious asks with lovely stories ahahahh. Anon, reveal yourself! Happy september 22 for you!

#lotr #anon please come foward i love this #who are you #samfro #frodo baggins #sam gamgee #hobbit day #lotr fanfic

[queerstuffonscreen]

Modern Family (2009-2020) [I]

Episode length: 20-24 min.

Country: USA

Genre: Comedy

Language: English

Three different but related families face trials and tribulations in their own uniquely comedic ways.

Season 1

Episode 1: Pilot

Episode 2: The Bicycle Thief

Episode 3: Come Fly with Me

Episode 4: The Incident

Episode 5: Coal Digger

Episode 6: Run for Your Wife

Episode 7: En Garde

Episode 8: Great Expectations

Episode 9: Fizbo

Episode 10: Undeck the Halls

Episode 11: Up All Night

Episode 12: Not in My House

Episode 13: Fifteen Percent

Episode 14: Moon Landing

Episode 15: My Funky Valentine

Episode 16: Fears

Episode 17: Truth Be Told

Episode 18: Starry Night

Episode 19: Game Changer

Episode 20: Benched

Episode 21: Travels with Scout

Episode 22: Airport 2010

Episode 23: Hawaii

Episode 24: Family Portrait

Season 2

Episode 1: The Old Wagon

Episode 2: The Kiss

Episode 3: Earthquake

Episode 4: Strangers on a Treadmill

Episode 5: Unplugged

Episode 6: Halloween

Episode 7: Chirp

Episode 8: Manny Get Your Gun

Episode 9: Mother Tucker

Episode 10: Dance Dance Revelation

Episode 11: Slow Down Your Neighbors

Episode 12: Our Children, Ourselves

Episode 13: Caught in the Act

Episode 14: Bixby's Back

Episode 15: Princess Party

Episode 16: Regrets Only

Episode 17: Two Monkeys and a Panda

Episode 18: Boy's Night

Episode 19: The Musical Man

Episode 20: Someone to Watch over Lily

Episode 21: Mother's Day

Episode 22: Good Cop Bad Dog

Episode 23: See You Next Fall

Episode 24: The One That Got Away

Season 3

Episode 1: Dude Ranch

Episode 2: When Good Kids Go Bad

Episode 3: Phil on Wire

Episode 4: Door to Door

Episode 5: Hit and Run

Episode 6: Go Bullfrogs!

Episode 7: Treehouse

Episode 8: After the Fire

Episode 9: Punkin Chunkin

Episode 10: Express Christmas

Episode 11: Lifetime Supply

Episode 12: Egg Drop

Episode 13: Little Bo Bleep

Episode 14: Me? Jealous?

Episode 15: Aunt Mommy

Episode 16: Virgin Territory

Episode 17: Leap Day

Episode 18: Send Out the Clowns

Episode 19: Election Day

Episode 20: The Last Walt

Episode 21: Planes, Trains and Cars

Episode 22: Disneyland

Episode 23: Tableau Vivant

Episode 24: Baby on Board

Season 4

Episode 1: Bringing Up Baby

Episode 2: Schooled

Episode 3: Snip

Episode 4: The Butler's Escape

Episode 5: Open House of Horrors

Episode 6: Yard Sale

Episode 7: Arrested

Episode 8: Mistery Date

Episode 9: When a Tree Falls

Episode 10: Diamond in the Rough

Episode 11: New Year's Eve

Episode 12: Party Crasher

Episode 13: Fulgencio

Episode 14: A Slight at the Opera

Episode 15: Heart Broken

Episode 16: Bad Hair Day

Episode 17: Best Men

Episode 18: The Wow Factor

Episode 19: The Future Dunphys

Episode 20: Flip Flop

Episode 21: Career Day

Episode 22: My Hero

Episode 23: Games People Play

Episode 24: Goodnight Gracie

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See Modern Family posts II and III for season 5-11 and the special

#modern family #comedy #lgbt #lgbtq #series with queer characters #tv shows with queer characters #series with lgbtq characters #tv shows with lgbtq characters #G #gay #gay characters #mitchell pritchett #cameron tucker

[tuitam]

Las Wolski. Kraków.

#las wolski #kraków #Cracow #autumn #nature #park bench #misterious bench #sunbeam

[stellocchia]

So all I’ll say about Tommy’s last video is that the Ranboo, Tommy, Drista and Dream group has the SAME EXACT ENERGY as the Bench Trio + Sam group we got in the last stream despite Drista and Tubbo and Sam and Dream having COMPLETELY DIFFERENT ENERGIES. 

This is a mistery that I can’t explain...

#tommyinnit #ranboo #dreamwastaken #tubbo #awesamdude #I'M RIGHT AND YOU KNOW IT!

[sonnetsnerdstuff]

✧ Got7 as random boys in your town pt.2 ✧

✧  pairing (memberxreader) ✧  genre (common people!AU, fluff)

Im Jaebeom (재범)

The designer at the local gallery

You don’t know anything about him except that he has a job in the creative field and that he’s a regular at the local city gallery. As you work there, you started recognizing him by the third time he came. He usually comes alone, writes down things on a little notebook and thinks deeply on it afterwards sitting on a bench near the entrance. On rare occasions he brings other people with him and you smile as you get glimpses of them from the glass-doors starting arguments about who knows what, pointing at a painting then at another, heated cheeks and gleaming eyes. It seemed like watching two different people. With one thing he remains consistent though: the strange habit in which he always wanders on the same route inside the gallery -despite of the type of exhibition it is- not really minding if it means going in reverse sometimes. He also always snacks on all different types of food; once you're sure to have seen cat food in his bag too. Lastly, you never really saw him giving attention to other visitors apart his companions; his eyes neither really smiled when greeting you buying tickets. That’s why today, as he’s been sitting in front of a really pretty blue painting for half an hour already, you pass by him and get impressed by the deep, longing stare he has on his face. You cannot help but wonder if it’d be like that how he looks at someone he finds as intriguing as those difficult-to-decipher strokes... and blush.

✧ ✧ ✧

Choi Youngjae (영재)

The boy on the same train

You were skipping through your music, disgruntled as nothing matched your mood this morning while you were looking from the scenery passing out of your train’s window to the cabin door and backwards. It had been days. You switched to the audiobooks app and put on the book from yesterday lecture, just praying to not fall asleep. Not much later on, what woke you up was not your fear of missing your stop but a big, loud laugh. You opened your eyes fighting off the instinct of springing up. There was only one person that took that train and could be that impossibly happy at 7:50 in the morning. You tilted your head towards the usual seat and there he was: big sweater, coffee in one hand and a huge smile while talking to his friends. You paused your audiobook, his happy voice now filling your ears with no distractions. Now that was relaxing. A little smile came up on your face. To you, he looked as everything you’d ever wanted to be like as a student: content, put together, with a bright future. Not like the lonely, grumpy night owl that you had become deciding on following that crazy course. You looked again at the scenery outside, peacefully this time. Well, if you couldn’t be that happy student you dreamed of, at least you had someone to impersonate yourself as. When you sat up to get off the train, you asked yourself again if you’d also look especially bright like his friends if you had a personal sunshine always with you too.

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Bam Bam (뱀뱀)

The popular kid in college

He was known among campus. May it be because of his money, something funny he had done during class, his parties or the mistery of how it was literally impossible to enter his circle of friends. He just naturally gave off that “cool kid" vibe that set him apart. At least, that’s what you mostly heard about him since you didn't know the guy or didn't intend to mind him at all. Except that one time he was doing the college marathon in Gucci and man, that was a sight you couldn’t miss. The truth was, you've never been into popular guys; you liked your boys to be interesting, so apart from envying his life from time to time you never really gave a second thought to BamBam. Until now, with him tripping down and scattering a bag of presents at your feet. They were wrapped in red paper with hearts pattern and photos of "pudding, cupcake, latte and king" -his cats, you supposed- respectively wishing you a "purrry christmas" as greeting cards. You lifted an eyebrow. That was unexpectedly... dorky. You sneaked a look at him while helping retrieving the six presents but he undoubtedly still was giving off that cool-guy aura. Then you also noticed the obviously home-made lunch box, the chipped black nailpolish closing the designer bag and the slightly embarassed blabbering, and you kinda got it: why he didn’t have many friends despite his notoriety. And, for a moment, you thought you’re screwed.

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Park Jinyoung (진영)

Your bestfriend’s older brother

“I wouldn’t touch that if I were you, you could easily get charged”. You shut the door and jerk back from the brand new car you found in front of your best-friend’s house porch, to see her brother coming towards you; now you get why you didn’t recognize it. He’s back for vacations you suppose. “But it’s yours!”- “That makes it even worse, I’d say: unauthorized invasion of a stranger’s propriety” You scoff: "I don’t know if I should be more disappointed in you calling me a stranger or you already abusing others with your lawyer attitude”. “We see each other a few times a year... surely we’re not friends”. Ouch. Yes, yours is indeed that type of forced acquaintance where you don’t know each other but end up being somewhat close, as you kinda replaced him in his family since he was off to uni and their parents missed a child. “I was sorta hoping on distant cousins on good terms” you blurt out. As he gets closer you take a better look at him and notice two things: he got more buffed -again- and he’s holding a Polaroid camera in one of his hands. Then you remember that his room is full of photos of every nice moment of his life. “New car, new photo?” - “Of course”. After shooting his car he looks towards you, gets closer and put the camera up, as for a selfie: “And new family member, I suppose?”. He was aknowledging you. In response, you smile so big your cheeks hurt and while the flash blinds you, you admit you’d always wanted to become a real part of this family.

✧ Part one ✧

Masterlist ツ

#got7 #got7creators #thegot7network #got7 sonnet writing #got7 au #got7 aesthetic #got7 imagines #got7 scenarios #got7 text #got7 drabbles #got7 fluff #got7 edit #got7 x y/n #got7 x you #got7 x reader #kpop #kpop au #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #got7 fiction #im jaebum #got7 jb #park jinyoung #jackson wang #bambam #jaebeom #choi youngjae #bambam imagines #jaebum imagines

[dreamingatsea]

So the mistery of Will’s phone battery has been resolved but no one cares because we’re all too busy yelling about The Bench™ 😂

#hdm tag last week: HOW CAN WILL’S PHONE STILL HAVE BATTERY #hdm tag this week: BENCH BENCH BENCH #his dark materials #hdm spoilers #lyra x will

[neverevenknow]

Summer misty afternoons #nature #beautiful #afternoon #bench #trip #rhodope #mood #mountain #forest #trees #pines #ravnogor #bulgaria #fog #mistery #misterious #july #beautifulplace #summer

#mountain #fog #trip #pines #summer #beautifulplace #bench #beautiful #mood #forest #rhodope #bulgaria #afternoon #nature #trees #mistery #july #misterious #ravnogor

[janna-the-breaker]

Sunscreen 🌅👙

I'm in a mood for jealous turtles today. Hope you like it!^^

It was summer, and Casey have planned a trip for a Beach house that his family owed since he was younger. It was almost in the middle of nothing, so it was safe for the turtles to go. They were all very excited, afterall, they've never left New York City before. After a four long hour car ride, you were all finaly there. The house was increribly beautiful. It has five rooms. Two for couples and the other three for inviters. And, let's not forget, the pool! That pool was wonderful! It has a waterfall and neon lights.

You decided to took a day to sun bath. You have picked your best bikini and laid down on your belly onto a beach chair at the edge of the pool.

You were so relaxed that you felt like you're gonna fly. But, after a while, the sun started burning your back a little too much, and you were too sleepy to get the sunscreen by yourself.

However, by a misterious miracle, you heard the hard and heavy steps that could only belong to the turtle you loved.

Leo💙:

"Hey, fearless" You called him with a sleepy voice. He have stoped nearby you. "Would you please pass some sunscreen on my back??" You pleaded.

What you did not know was that that wasn't your boyfriend, Leonardo, but acctualy his brother in a red mask.

He smirked greatly. Of course he didn't say anything or it could ruin this opportunity. He just grabbed the product and squished the white goo (😏😏) on his hand. He reached his three fingered hand onto your back and started spreading the sunscreen over your skin. You shrivered a little with his touch, bitting your lip as the heat of his hand spread through your body.

"Hmmmm just like that, love" You moaned a little. The big brute enjoying the sensation he was giving to you. And how smoothly your skin felt on his hand. He tried to reach to your higher back, but the strings of your bikini wouldn't let him. "Untie these, handsome. Please?"

His fingers grasped the cords and pulled the knot off until it was out of you. Now, he had the liberty to massage your back and shoulders. His pants got more thigher as he could peep your boob coming out from your bikini.

"What the fuck is goin'on here?!" Leo's voice ecooed furiously from far behind you.

You jumped in scare and sat up quickly on the chair, looking confusedly to your side. And how surprised you were when you saw Raphael instead of Leo. "Raph?!" You yelled while hidding your free breasts from his sight.

"I'm gonna kill you!!!" The turtle in blue yelled and ran towards his brother with a killer look on his face. The big brute manage to jump off and ran into the woods to escape his older brother's rage.

"Leo, i swear that i did not knew that it was him! I thought it was you!" You hold him by his arm and tried to explain yourself. He looked so angry just like the time the Shredder threated to kill Splinter.

"Yeah, you really mistook my smooth and well trained hands by those big and rough green sausages." He says with a deep angry voice. Your eyes started droping some tears.

"I didn't mean to! I was asleep. Please, forgive me!" You begged for his forgiveness.

"And you let him undress you! Do you have any idea about how this make me feel??" He was clearly hurt. But it wasn't your fault at all!

"You're the only one that i love, Leonardo! And nothing will ever change it." You grabbed his face and looked deep in his blue eyes. You leaned onto him and kissed him passionantly. It seemed to ease his anger.

"You're right. I'm sorry for being too rarsh on you. I love you so much, honey." He said hugging you and wrapping his arms along your waist. "Now, i'll go on a hunt for Raph's. And when i'm done, i'll make sure that it'll be clear for everyone to see that you belong to me, and me alone!"

Raph ❤️:

"Hello, my cuddly teddy bear." You said with a cute voice as you heard your boyfriend come to your side. "Look, the sun is kinda hurting my back. Do you mind brushing some sunscreen on it??"

Michelangelo froze there for a moment. Did you really thought that he were Raph?! He felt quite honored, but did not know what to do.

"Please, Boo, just a little. I may give you a treat later." You teased a little.

The turtle in orange gave a look around to check if there was anyone else around. There was no one near. He took the product and squished it on your back. You laughed as you felt that goo all over you. He soon used his hand to spread it over your back. "Hmmm it feels so good, babe." You moan.

Mikey tried not to giggle as you moaned to his touch. This was definetly the best day of his life. He lowered his hands on your back and stoped up on your butt. "Wanna get these off?" You suggested. He bit his lip and noded. Benching the string and pulling it slythly as he tried to reveal your ass.

"What the hell are ya doin', ya punk?!" Raphael yelled as he saw Mikey massaging you. He jumped off you and you sat on the chair in total shock. "Get yer hands off my girl, right now!"

"Sorry, bruh! Oh, y//n, you owe me that treat!" He said before running off the senario.

"I what?!" You said in counfusion.

"What treat?! Were you flirting with him?!" He asked roughly to you.

"No, Raph! I would never flirt with him or any of your brothers! He just came by and in my sleep i thought he was you. Please, forgive me!" You hugged him by his plastron trying to calm him down.

"Ya seemed to like what he was giving to ya. Am i not enough for ya??" He asked sadly. You've seen him this sad defeated before.

"Of course you are, Raph! You're more than enough for me, you are the best! I love you." You said and kissed him deeply. He accepted and lift you up on the kiss.

"Alright, bird. I got it. And you know what?" He gave your ass a slap with a full hand. You yelp loudly. "We're goin' to revenge on Mikey fucking at his bed. Come on!" He said taking you in a bridal way to the house.

Mikey🧡:

"Hey, my sweet pizza lover." You said sweetly as you felt the presence of your boyfriend next to you. "You know, this was a very long ride to here and my shoulders are still sore from the car seat. Can you please massage them for me??"

Donnie's mind buged for a moment. You thought he was Mikey?! Should he warn you that he wasn't him??

But, he felt so needy for the touch of your skin. Besides, it was just a massage. It wouldn't hurt. He put a little of sunscreen on his hand and spread it on your shoulders gently. You hummed a little with his skilled movements.

"Wow! Mikey, you are really good at this." You said hapily with the sensation he was giving to you.

Donnie smiled as he made you feel good with his caress. You were so relaxed on his hands and he was so foucused on his task that he didn't noitice Mikey standing there watching them with sadness in his baby blue eyes.

"Donnie, you traitor! What do you think you're doing?!" He yelled at his brother, who immediately took his hands off you.

"Mikey! This isn't what you think it is! I just gave her a friendly massage." He tried to explain himself.

You sat on the chair and gave a strange look at the purple masked turtle. "Donnie?! What are you doing here?!" You asked

"I'm sorry! I just wanted to be nice. I'm out of here!" He got up and jumped off the pool to the rooftop.

"Yeah! Go get your own, brah! This one here belongs to Mc Mikey!" He said as he pulled you to a hug. "You're mine! Only mine! You know that, right, angelcakes?"

"Yes, Mikey, i know. I'm yours! I'm sorry about Donnie. If i have knowm that it was him i you never let him touch me." You said wrapping your arms around his neck.

"It's okay, babycakes. You can continue to apolagize when we're on the bed." He took you on his shoulder and walked in the house with you.

Donnie💜:

"You there, my nerd? I'm in the need for a little foot massage. Are you up for this mission?" You plead for your boyfriend who sat before you at the pool.

Unfurtunatly, it wasn't the turtle you thought it may be. Leonardo only sat on there because he was on the need for some meditation. And the pool seemed to be the perfect and calm place for it. Even with you there it didn't bother him, afterall, you were just quietly taking a sun bath.

But, he did not expect at all that you would mistook him by his smart brother.

"Come on, D! I'm so tired, and only you can make me feel good." You begged for him to touch you.

He fetl awfull. At the same time he didn't want to interview in your relashionship with Donnie, but he also couldn't handle seeing you so needy for care. He grabbed the oil on a table nearby and used it to massage your feet.

"Hummm that's right, love! A little more to my ankles, please." You pleaded a little, loving the sensation you were recieving.

All Leo could do was smile. Even though you weren't his girlfriend he enjoyed giving some joy to you. But, it didn't last long as his ninja sight spot Donatello watching him from far away. The fire on his eyes as he saw his brother touching his girl could almost burn Leo. The leader in blue felt threated with his brother's falcon eyes and slowly got up, leaving the pool without saying a word.

You asked yourself what happened to your massage. You sat up and looked behind you, and there was Donnie smilling at you. "Why did you stoped?? You were doing great."

His heart hurt a little. He undertood that you didn't knew that Leo was the one massaging you. But he never imagined that he would suffer such a betrayal from his own brother. "Sorry, Dove. Lay there, i'll send you to heaven."

#tmnt x reader #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt 2016 #tmnt Bayverse #tmnt sunscreen