#not a focking coat

[alttheloco]

Eepy guy, eepin in the sunshine

#he’s like a cat #meow #arttheloco #jrwi #jrwi fanart #jrwi riptide #chip bastard #chip jrwi #uhhhh fock what’s his fanart tag #chip fanart #imma go with that idk #tf else idk #just a scrungly guy #he seebin on his coat #oh yeah #just roll with it

[sour-snak3]

Ghost x male reader

A/N: I read too many @thegnomelord stuff and I just wanted to make my own thing. Go read their stuff, it's honestly so good and their fics/small blurbs are definitely must reads.

CW/: meanish reader, werewolf reader, knotting, breeding kink, domtop reader, subbot simon, biting, marking, mating press, ruts, monster fucking, nonhuman genitalia, scent kink, shameless smut, swearing, english is not my first language, first fic, mistakes probably

Being a werewolf comes with it's perks. Having enhanced speed, enhanced strength, a fast metabolism, enhanced hearing, ect. However, it also comes with it's downsides. One of them being a rut. They are annoying and harder to deal with without a mate.

Which leads you to now, you rutting against your mattress with your lieutenants shirt inside your mouth. Huffs and groans spill from your mouth as you desperately seek for any kind of release. So deep into your pleasure, you fail to hear your room door open, your lieutenant standing within the frame.

"Oi, what the fock are you doin'?"

You snap my head over to the door and all your movements come to a halt. Neither of you move, no sounds coming from the both of you besides your panting. Simon stares for a moment before swiftly closing and locking the door.

"You like getting off on your superior, huh?" Your member twitched but you remained looking at him. He walks over to your bed and pushes you on your back. You try to get up but he crawls on top of you. "Stay down mutt. I'll give you some assistance if you're good."

Deciding to humor him, you let him continue. He pushes up his mask just enough that you can see from his chin to his nose. He brings his face down to your neck and begins to suck rather roughly. He nips and bites and after awhile, you've had enough.

Growling, you turn him over and you get on top of him, quickly reversing the roles. The heat bubbling inside almost becomes too much for you, but you hold it in for awhile longer, not wanting to harm Simon (at least not too badly).

You shove three fingers in Simon's mouth, grinning as he chokes on your thick fingers. You let your fingers be coated in a thick layer of saliva before taking them out from his mouth. Getting impatient, you yank all of his bottom wear off before turning him on his stomach.

He squirms as he feels your thick fingers prod at his puckered hole. A gasp sprouts from his lips as you shove your fingers in those warm, velvety walls. He begins to tremble when your fingers move in and out. He knows it's only your fingers but he can't help but feel so full.

After deeming him ready enough, you pull out your fingers and he whines. He should find it scary how easy it was for you to reverse the roles but he can't help but get more and more turned on. He was so lost in his own mind that he didn't realize you were moving until he felt your knotted cock poke at his hole.

He practically screams when you push inside. The stretch your inhuman cock makes inside his hole drives him crazy. The burn is so powerful and he can't help but enjoy it. His bottom half moves on its own as it grinds and pleads for you and your giant cock-

He yelps and you change his position to a maiting press. You laugh as you stare at his already fucked out expression. "Aw, does the poor puppy want some more?" you taunt. 'I do', he wants to say, but his pride is ever to big to give in. He gasps as you suddenly fuck into him. "Answer me, mutt."

"Yes. Please." he begs. He feels humiliated, but he doesn't care anymore. He needs you. You quickly responded to his answer and fucked into him as he sobbed. Gasps and groans fill every corner of the room as you pound into his pretty pink hole.

Simon feels heat bubbling in his lower abdomen, signaling that he's close. You know this, you can smell his sickly sweet scent fill the air. It seems he did some research on your species if the way he bares his neck to you means anything. You wanted to wait on marking him but who are you to judge if he wants you to do it now?

Your breath pans on his neck before you bite down, hard. The wolf inside you feels content as you finally mark him. As you finally make him yours. The bite stimulates him so much that he cums. It shoots all over his and yours chest, only making a bit of a mess. You release your lips from his neck but you don't stop. After all, you haven't finished yet.

You continue pounding him as you feel the heat bubbling more and more. Eventually, you snap. You pound into him one final time and your knot pushes itself inside of him. He screams as your knot goes inside and as your cum fills him to the brim. You both stay there panting before you break the silence.

"So, round two?"

"Oh fock off! Round two my ass..."

#simon riley x male reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #cod x male reader #cod #ghost cod #male reader #cod smut #did i cook

[lizbethborden]

Some Instagram video of a Milk Street recipe came up on my feed and I tried it this morning... oh my god (female) you have to try it wimmin (and token males). It's crispy breadcrumb fried eggs. Mix breadcrumbs inside a skillet with a ton of grated parmigiano or similar (or nooch), smoked paprika, dried woody herb (I used oregano, original recipe uses thyme), salt, and pepper, add a drizzle of olive oil and mix, then turn on medium heat and toast until lightly golden. Make divots for whatever quantity of eggs you want to add, crack eggs into the divots, then lower the heat and cover the pan to cook the eggs. (Might need a splash of water to help steam.) You can also break the yolks if you like them over hard. When the eggs are done, you lift them out of the pan with this coating of crunchy breadcrumbs attached and then top with the remainder. what the FOCK

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

My suggestions for titles mostly revolve around the idea of night or sewing, like "On the Mend" 😂. The 'Spools of blood soaked wool' from @gazs-blue-hat is a good one!

For HCs, maybe tailor reader worries that Ghost is consistently hiding injuries, because how is he unscathed given the state of his clothes?

I'm excited for a new addition to the AU list!

"On the Mend" is so cute lmao.

And that's so true! The Tailor would be staring at his chest as he hands her a literal scrap of a Fock Coat and Vest and has to ask him if he'd want the physician to check him out.

#halcyone answers

[questioned-quetzalcoatl]

30 Days of OTP - Day 15, In a Different clothing style

Rating: K

Verse: Human Au

AN: Aah I struggled with this one I apologize unu;;

Coming up with little storylines to match these prompts is hard but, here Kainga is a Preforming Arts/Theatre student and both James and Kainga find themselves in the Costume closet before one of Kainga's performances. Much chaos occurs

Being stuck in a closet with James is not an unusual occurrence for the both of them. Only this time, James's dick was hardly involved in anyway. He gave the odd complain or two, mainly just repeating himself saying; "Fock me it stinks in here."

"Says the guy who goes around smelling like he'd just finished rolling in sheep shit." a voice answers him from the other side of the storage room, not sure where James had disappeared to amongst the clothing rails and book cases full of books and ornaments duty enough to set off a coughing fit. Many bright dazzling costumes that hung up on their racks, catching the eye of the New Zealander who instantly dove into the maze of color to get himself lost.

"At least my smell is selective-" James stifles a laugh as Kainga could be heard making a gagging sound from the other side. While James was back, trying on the most ridiculous outfits imaginable, Kainga was trying to find out his own outfit for his performance this afternoon, he'd misplaced it and it'd gotten lost in all these boxes back in the storage room. His panic was starting to settle in when he caught sight of the clock above the door. Where the hell was it?!

Like James was any help either, he'd noticed the Tongan's panic on arrival to the theatre and once James was onto something he'd sleuth it out like a Bloodhound. Leading to him following Kainga around, sensing that his lover was uneasy even around other members of the cast. Some of them asking Kainga if that guy over there shoveling popcorn into his face was in fact his boyfriend which Kainga reluctantly with regrettable reassurance that he was in fact his boyfriend.

"Whatever, you still fucking stink. Now can you actually help me find this?!"

Find whot?"

"Oh, I dunno, the reason why I dragged your ass in here in the first place. Stop being a fool and help me find my costume! The first act starts in half an hour!"

"Sure, just let me-"

Kainga can only panic when he hears the telltale crashing and clattering of clothing racks from behind him, the source of the noise and commotion staggering out of the clothing racks, tripping over some fabric from another lost costume. Dressed up in a small pirate costume he found in which Kainga could only gape in disbelief at him. He’s not sure what to make of what the other is wearing when he turns to find him here, biting his lip because James is doing his best come hither look in a coat far too small for him and the single most ridiculous and ornate hat in existence. "Does this hat make me look like a dick or is that just me?"

“You look like you’re over compensating, or constipated so not much has changed really.” He replied, giving a pointed look at the feathered and jewelled monstrosity before down at the black and red coat again. Luckily for him James had even found a prop plastic sword, even normally James had zero moral ground when it came to fashion. Once showing up for a fancy restaurant date in dressed like a Tradie in his florescent and very reflective orange workwear vest. Not to mention the muddy boots and tanned cargo shorts to top it all off with. Kainga sat there in the restaurant that night wanting to kill himself, unable to even look at the other with James seemed perfectly fine with it however. Like that made it even worse.

James just gruffed, blowing some of the draped feather out of his face. "I think I look very pristine." he drawled out.

"You know when you use big words it scares me, stick to being dumb." Kainga groused at him, approaching the final box and praying to whatever God was out there that his costume was in here. He took one look back at James. "And take that thing off it looks hideous."

James's infectious grin coaxed otherwise. "One on condition."

"Oh? And what might that be?"

He knows he shouldn’t have asked, paling a little as James sauntered over and put the pirate hat on him, arm around his waist and slowly leading him over to the place he’d found the coat. "That you might have to put something else on too. Saw some old lingerie pieces other there too, lace with nylon stockings and all. Always had a big thing for these~" he pulled one out of it's box and smirked at him so brightly it almost made him go blind.

"If you think I'm going to put on some old woman's underwear for you now you're severely mistaken."

"Won't now? Does that mean you will later?~"

"You're insane." He protested, yet snatched the stockings and lingerie off of James and shoved it into his bag with a huff, going back to look for his costume.

Even the thought of Kainga wearing them now made him giddier than ever. More excited for what was to come later.

#30 days of zeaonga #hetalia #aph new zealand #aph tonga #aph #hws new zealand #zeaonga #hetalia oc #hws tonga #ao3 fanfic #30 day otp challenge

[dqrkncss666]

Do you think Undertaker is actually Claudia in a wig and baggy clothes? Is it like the cartoon thingy with three racoons in a trench coat? Is she wearing...um...the wood leg thingy? Discuss in 100 words.

I swear to God if you dare come in my inbox one more time I will get all your pillows and throw them in the harbour while dancing tsifteteli and drinking ouzo.

But no. She is not cosplaying her husband even though it would actually give some plot in this monstrosity and would give me a good laugh cause then that means the Undertaker is dead and that the Grim Reapers are definitely blind no matter if they wear their glasses or not 😂

Also.... Which cartoon you talking abt ya old bitcho? You mean the one with the three boy squirrels and the three other girls?

(I am not counting the words like I am in focking exams. Cope with it)

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #inbox #roach. #get her away from me #help

[luvredvelvetluv]

Modern candle cove au shit that just seem cringe.

Any other Character: haha tea mf

Milo: weel ah leash wae don haauve skchoo shooins an obeshe peaoplelsh

Poppy: my brother has a very horrible condition that prevents him to speak normal...he can't control his temper when someone joked about his illness....somebody please donate for the medical needs for him to live a longer life...

Milo:AH LEASH WAE DON GEH PLANS CRASHUUUIN INO OOUR BUILD-

skin-taker: YOU GON FUCKING DIE

Janice: NA IM A BAD BITCH YOU CAN'T KILL ME

Janice:ms Keisha, ms Keisha,ms Keisha! I'm not fucking dead she fucking dead.

Milo: *makes a Minecraft server*

-five minutes later-

-gets raided-

SHOT UHP YOU FOCKING ASHHHOLE GO DIHE IN A BUILDIN SKFJSKDNSNDJ I FOCKED YA MUM YOU C6NT DKSKDKWJR

Poppy: AYO TF U DOIN MILO

Milo: ISH FOR BILOLOGY CLASH I SHWEAR

Horace: OMG A GUY WEARING A SKIRT SUCH FEMBOY SUCH KAWAII NUZZLES UR-

Poppy: who the fuck are you??!! How'd ye get in ma hoose??am gonnae phone the polis on ye ya pure mutant!!

Milo: JUST SHOT US A FELLOW AND TOOK HIS BOOTS, I CUSTOMIZE MY RIFLE LIKE ITS 1862, SCAMMED A PIRATE OUT OF HIS GOLDEN TOOTH, I WANT TO COLONIZE THIS LAND BUT ITS FULL OF ZOOLOO-

Hendric: something something I don't remember the words, make indias roads and now they smell like poo poo,just scammed a Chinese man into taking opium, just beat his ass up and took his chromium!

Horace: I was the Chinese man-..

Janice: GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING MONEY -throws bismol at the wall-

Jojo: put that candy back I ain't buying all that mess, OH- try me bitch-

Nathan: mah daddy got a gold tooth, a gold tooth

Janice: mah dad got diabetus

Sea dog: sniffs horace

Horace: MOVE DOG,GET OUT BEFORE I MAKE A FUR COAT OUT OF U

Skin-taker:GET OUT BEFORE I FEED YOU SOME CHOCOLATE

Horace:LEAVE FLEABAG

Seadog: pisses on him

Horace:AY AY DON'T U NOT DJDJAKDNSMZKNANABNWJSKNSSMSNAANS

Seadog: -evil smiles-

Skin-taker:surprised Pikachu face

Skin-taker:OH MY GOD IM GONNA CRY MY DIAMOND EARRINNGGGG

Percy:Thade, there's people that are dying-

Percy: *on a Livestream*

Some random dude: ayo wear something sus

Percy: *wears a fucking FURSUIT*

Milo: *shoots ceiling*

Poppy: THIS IS WHY MOM DOESN'T FUCKING LOVE YOU

Percy: finally! I found you Milo!

Milo: big ass feet

Percy: PUT THOSE GRIPPERS AWAY!!!

red Mary: send me sum free illegal pics please

-gets swatted by fbi-

Nicola: dies because they want to

#creepypasta #candle cove #local 58 #fyppage #candlecove #the skin taker #skintakercandlecove #skin taker #skintaker #horacecandlecove #horace horrible #pirate percy #percycandlecove #poppycandlecove #candle cove percy #candle cove milo #milocandlecove #milo candle cove #janice stewart #janicecandlecove #candle cove janice #candle cove horace #poppy candle cove #candle cove poppy #nathancandlecove #sea dog candle cove #jojocandlecove #alternate universe #modern au

[brookstonalmanac]

Events 6.26

4 – Augustus adopts Tiberius. 221 – Roman emperor Elagabalus adopts his cousin Alexander Severus as his heir and receives the title of Caesar. 363 – Roman emperor Julian is killed during the retreat from the Sasanian Empire. 684 – Pope Benedict II is chosen. 699 – En no Ozuno, a Japanese mystic and apothecary who will later be regarded as the founder of a folk religion Shugendō, is banished to Izu Ōshima. 1243 – Mongols defeat the Seljuk Turks at the Battle of Köse Dağ. 1295 – Przemysł II crowned king of Poland, following Ducal period. The white eagle is added to the Polish coat of arms. 1407 – Ulrich von Jungingen becomes Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights. 1409 – Western Schism: The Roman Catholic Church is led into a double schism as Petros Philargos is crowned Pope Alexander V after the Council of Pisa, joining Pope Gregory XII in Rome and Pope Benedict XIII in Avignon. 1460 – Richard Neville, 16th Earl of Warwick, and Edward, Earl of March, land in England with a rebel army and march on London. 1483 – Richard III becomes King of England. 1522 – Ottomans begin the second Siege of Rhodes. 1541 – Francisco Pizarro is assassinated in Lima by the son of his former companion and later antagonist, Diego de Almagro the younger. Almagro is later caught and executed. 1579 – Livonian campaign of Stephen Báthory begins. 1718 – Alexei Petrovich, Tsarevich of Russia, Peter the Great's son, mysteriously dies after being sentenced to death by his father for plotting against him. 1723 – After a siege and bombardment by cannon, Baku surrenders to the Russians. 1740 – A combined force of Spanish, free blacks and allied Indians defeat a British garrison at the Siege of Fort Mose near St. Augustine during the War of Jenkins' Ear. 1794 – French Revolutionary Wars: Battle of Fleurus marked the first successful military use of aircraft. 1830 – William IV becomes king of Britain and Hanover. 1843 – Treaty of Nanking comes into effect, Hong Kong Island is ceded to the British "in perpetuity". 1848 – End of the June Days Uprising in Paris. 1857 – The first investiture of the Victoria Cross in Hyde Park, London. 1886 – Henri Moissan isolated elemental Fluorine for the first time. 1889 – Bangui is founded by Albert Dolisie and Alfred Uzac in what was then the upper reaches of the French Congo. 1906 – The first Grand Prix motor race is held at Le Mans. 1909 – The Science Museum in London comes into existence as an independent entity. 1917 – World War I: The American Expeditionary Forces begin to arrive in France. They will first enter combat four months later. 1918 – World War I: Allied forces under John J. Pershing and James Harbord defeat Imperial German forces under Wilhelm, German Crown Prince in the Battle of Belleau Wood. 1924 – The American occupation of the Dominican Republic ends after eight years. 1927 – The Cyclone roller coaster opens on Coney Island. 1934 – United States President Franklin D. Roosevelt signs the Federal Credit Union Act, which establishes credit unions. 1936 – Initial flight of the Focke-Wulf Fw 61, the first practical helicopter. 1940 – World War II: Under the Molotov–Ribbentrop Pact, the Soviet Union presents an ultimatum to Romania requiring it to cede Bessarabia and the northern part of Bukovina. 1941 – World War II: Soviet planes bomb Kassa, Hungary (now Košice, Slovakia), giving Hungary the impetus to declare war the next day. 1942 – The first flight of the Grumman F6F Hellcat. 1944 – World War II: San Marino, a neutral state, is mistakenly bombed by the RAF based on faulty information, leading to 35 civilian deaths. 1944 – World War II: The Battle of Osuchy in Osuchy, Poland, one of the largest battles between Nazi Germany and Polish resistance forces, ends with the defeat of the latter. 1945 – The United Nations Charter is signed by 50 Allied nations in San Francisco, California. 1948 – Cold War: The first supply flights are made in response to the Berlin Blockade. 1948 – William Shockley files the original patent for the grown-junction transistor, the first bipolar junction transistor. 1948 – Shirley Jackson's short story The Lottery is published in The New Yorker magazine. 1952 – The Pan-Malayan Labour Party is founded in Malaya, as a union of statewide labour parties. 1953 – Lavrentiy Beria, head of MVD, is arrested by Nikita Khrushchev and other members of the Politburo. 1955 – The South African Congress Alliance adopts the Freedom Charter at the Congress of the People in Kliptown. 1959 – Swedish boxer Ingemar Johansson becomes world champion of heavy weight boxing, by defeating American Floyd Patterson on technical knockout after two minutes and three seconds in the third round at Yankee Stadium. 1960 – The former British Protectorate of British Somaliland gains its independence as Somaliland. 1960 – Madagascar gains its independence from France. 1963 – Cold War: U.S. President John F. Kennedy gave his "Ich bin ein Berliner" speech, underlining the support of the United States for democratic West Germany shortly after Soviet-supported East Germany erected the Berlin Wall. 1967 – Karol Wojtyła (later John Paul II) made a cardinal by Pope Paul VI. 1974 – The Universal Product Code is scanned for the first time to sell a package of Wrigley's chewing gum at the Marsh Supermarket in Troy, Ohio. 1975 – Two FBI agents and a member of the American Indian Movement are killed in a shootout on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation in South Dakota; Leonard Peltier is later convicted of the murders in a controversial trial. 1977 – Elvis Presley held his final concert in Indianapolis, Indiana at Market Square Arena. 1978 – Air Canada Flight 189, flying to Toronto, overruns the runway and crashes into the Etobicoke Creek ravine. Two of the 107 passengers on board perish. 1981 – Dan-Air Flight 240, flying to East Midlands Airport, crashes in Nailstone, Leicestershire. All three crew members perish. 1988 – The first crash of an Airbus A320 occurs when Air France Flight 296Q crashes at Mulhouse–Habsheim Airfield in Habsheim, France, during an air show, killing three of the 136 people on board. 1991 – Yugoslav Wars: The Yugoslav People's Army begins the Ten-Day War in Slovenia. 1995 – Hamad bin Khalifa Al Thani deposes his father Khalifa bin Hamad Al Thani, the Emir of Qatar, in a bloodless coup d'état. 1997 – The U.S. Supreme Court rules that the Communications Decency Act violates the First Amendment to the United States Constitution. 1997 – J. K. Rowling publishes the first of her Harry Potter novel series, Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone in United Kingdom. 2000 – The Human Genome Project announces the completion of a "rough draft" sequence. 2003 – The U.S. Supreme Court rules in Lawrence v. Texas that sex-based sodomy laws are unconstitutional. 2006 – Mari Alkatiri, the first Prime Minister of East Timor, resigns after weeks of political unrest. 2007 – Pope Benedict XVI reinstates the traditional laws of papal election in which a successful candidate must receive two-thirds of the votes. 2008 – A suicide bomber dressed as an Iraqi policeman detonates an explosive vest, killing 25 people. 2012 – The Waldo Canyon fire descends into the Mountain Shadows neighborhood in Colorado Springs burning 347 homes in a matter of hours and killing two people. 2013 – Riots in China's Xinjiang region kill at least 36 people and injure 21 others. 2013 – The U.S. Supreme Court ruled, 5–4, that Section 3 of the Defense of Marriage Act is unconstitutional and in violation of the Fifth Amendment to the United States Constitution. 2015 – Five different terrorist attacks in France, Tunisia, Somalia, Kuwait, and Syria occurred on what was dubbed Bloody Friday by international media. Upwards of 750 people were either killed or injured in these uncoordinated attacks. 2015 – The U.S. Supreme Court ruled, 5–4, that same-sex couples have a constitutional right to marriage under the 14th Amendment to the United States Constitution.

#Events

[the-sandy-hippo]

Day 5 of a month of ballads: Goadad Emivy

Y'see that big orc ove' there? The one with the bright red hair? That be Goadad, captain of The Suiram. He's one the more... how-to-say, playful captains when it comes ta his pray. Can be quite gruesome I've heard, least in his youth. I'd still keep an eye out tho, he rides under white sails wit a big gay eye on em, she's a slim brigantine but she's fast as oiled lightnin'.

Actually, if ye won't go flappin yer gums to him, I got a fun story 'bout him. He's been round here for a long time, but he wasn't always sum big fearsome capin'.

When he came here he was but a thin as bone babe, think he was 14 or 15, round there at least. Hot headed n stubborn as an ass. Got into many fights, lost as many. I tried givin' him advice but he couldn't stand havin' people tell 'em what ta do! Noone was above him back then, thought he, 'Til he met Mio.

Ta prepare ya a tad, Mio y'see, is a story in an of himself, but what ya need ta know is he's... well he is... we don’t know how long, but he is a bein' of water, many o his crew be too, noone knows why. It's not too obvious, usually, bar the blue skin an' dampness of his coat and- well his focking beard, it's a damn waterfall! Hehe, one time Hooper put a fish in it, took Mio days ta find it!

Haha... oh right Goadad, so me and Mio was just takin' a pint an’ talked briefly, when an already drunk orc burst thru tha door, probably after a raid, I think it was- no it must've been earlier, before his ship, it was when he was shy ta show his chest if ye get my meaning. Must've been before the island then, anyways!

He an some shipmates came in, hollerin' an shoutin'! Mio excused himself, he is a proper man, when he wishes. 'Oi!' Says he, 'Barely through the door and yer drunk already, half pint?' And as he spoke the room fell dreadfully silent, Mio's one of the greats in these waters, if not THE greatest beside... nevermind.

Goadad stumbled t'wards us, and glared daggers at us, the thin orc sayin 'I am as drunk, as I wish, ya got a problem with that?'

'It is of no issue to me.' Mio replied, 'Yer the one who gets thrown out if ye start trouble-' But I tell ya Mio didn't get out another word before Goadad planted his fist in Mio's jaw! Hahaha! Twas not enough ta get a reaction though. His face be as stony as ever as his arm swung! Catchin' Goa by the neck an tossin' him out! Landing ass flat on the cobble! Hahaha!

Oh- shit I think he heard us, act calm!

#hippos-tales #Month of ballads #writing

[rosiethorns88]

Time to reveal my favorite papercraft artwork that I've made for the Illumicrate mug series! Featured in their June 2020 box! Based on the Villains Duology by Victoria Schwab! 🔪 I always love working in Victoria's aesthetic - playing with a limited palette is a great color exercise. Fun fact! I created the background by caking on layers of gesso and acrylic, then carving through it with a steak knife to create the 'wainscoting' effect; as if carved by the knives present in the papercraft. 🔪 ❤️❤️❤️Vengeful Spoilers below! ❤️❤️❤️ 🔪 This papercraft was such a no-brainer. The concept just flowed out so easily, even though the contexts of the character's symbolism are few sentences in passing. Victor blantantly being skewered by the knives are very blunt representantions of the episodes of severe pain he experiences throughout Vengeful. Eli's was the most obscure, referencing his father carving 'new feathers into the torn wings of Eli's back.' Both boys struggling to make their way toward Marcella, who's balancing on a bed a knives like a boss and then wisping them away without fuss. 🔪 Bonus doodle I made while relistening to the series for this piece - from the scene in Vicious that always sends chills and thrills down my spine.

#villains #villains series #VE Schwab #victoria schwab #victor vale #eli ever #eli cardale #marcella riggins #not a focking coat #my art #papercraft

[forcedfemme-me]

Tua Fock by Pascal Chevallier for Vogue Spain August 2001 - Yves Saint Laurent

#Tua Fock #leather #leather coat #long leather coat #Yves Saint Laurent #black leather #Fall 2001

[cosmic-slop]

Today is Angelina's birthday

#arknights #Angelina #I like her because she's cute and she knows it #also #big focking coat

[flamingredanon]

Henry gets amnesia:

Reg and righty ran to the Henry’s farm, looking around it, it was cute, sweet, but something wasn’t right.

Righty turned and sees Henry “Henry!” Henry’s hair was pulled back in a ponytail and looked like a mix of a farmer and a redneck.

Righty hugged Henry “Henry! We’re found you!”

Henry pulled his body back “You city focks lost?”

Reg put a hand over his mouth, no.. please no. “Henry… it’s us, your husbands.”

Henry blinked “I’m married? Man… I didn’t know.” He removed two rings from His pocket “these?”

Reg and righty hug Henry before pulling him into the house, Henry make them some cups of coffee.

Reg was calling Henry’s dads, telling them they found him but he think he’s farmer.

Terrence, Wilford and Randy arrived at the farmhouse before nightfall and Henry began to explain what happened.

"I woke up with my clothes all tore up and my head was pounding and not a lick of memories other then my name being Henry. I wandered around this area untill this strange Government man found me"

"Since I was near this here farm, I asked the fellow if I lived here. Apparently his memory wasn't the best cause he had to think abit before confirming that I did so, that I was a mighty good farmer. I thanked him for his deed and he was soon off."

"Though since you two came along with the three older fellows, something is itching my brain that this ain't quite right."

Reginald felt a fury of anger rise up, it was the Government's fault in the first place that Henry was hurt, then they lie to him instead of getting him help!

Right held Reginald's hand as Terrence spoke up, seeing the rage in Reginald's eyes.

"Well Henry, we three fellow are your fathers, we adopted you when you were just a small baby. And those men over there are your husbands."

"I know you just can't take our words at face value, but I brought along the family photo album along with a few other things so that we can show you that we aren't lying."

Henry pondered abit before asking to look at the photo album, wanting to look through it alone for awhile.

Everyone respected Henry's wishes, knowing that only he could remember his own memories.

Henry didn't make any sort of expression at first, turning pages ever so often, but then a quizzical look befell Henry as he spoke out loud.

"I... think I remember this event... I wanted to be a large scary pumpkin for Halloween, but I think... only... only... Papa was able to make it because... Dad and Pappy were sick with something and... Papa tried his best... but the costume he made wasn't very good."

Henry looked at Wilford, who came over to Henry and saw the pictures.

"You can say the costume sucked, because it so very much sucked. But yes, that did very much happen, Terry and Randy had a bad flu going around so all the dad duties fell to me."

Henry looked through more pictures as tears started welling up, remembering things slowly as he looked at each picture.

And then Henry saw his wedding photos, of him, Reginald and Right walking down the aisle, of their kisses and of the party afterwards.

Each photo caused tears to fall, with Henry clutching his head at one point before taking the wedding rings out of his pocket, his voice cracking as he spoke.

"I remember... I remember! I am Sir Henry Copperbottom Manfred Suave Radman! I remember Papa, Dad and Pappy! I... I remember Righty and Reggie and co leading the Toppats with Reggie dear. I remember now..."

Henry put on his rings as Right and Reginald ran to Henry, hugging and kissing him as Henry found himself kissing his husbands as well.

Wilford tucked the photo album back into his coat as everyone decided to leave, with Henry asking "Does anyone know who's farm this even is? Because it sure isn't any of ours."

There was a silence before Terrence replied "I wouldn't worry about too much. Knowing the Government, it was probably some ploy to get you arrested while you couldn't defend yourself."

Henry soon gave each of his dads a hug as they headed back home, with Right soon carrying Henry and Reginald as they headed back to the Airship, together.

#lizzyask #henry stickmin #right hand man #reginald copperbottom #terrence suave #randy radman #sir wilford iv #sirrave #copperrightmin #wedding #photos #memories #amnesia #memory loss #remembering #injury

[uppermocns-moved]

more best friend!megumi because i. am sick in the head and obsessed with best friends to lovers… obsessed with him being so FOCKING whipped when ur around that the second u leave his friends clown the shit out of him (i just KNOW that nobara and yuuji loooove to imitate him…GOD FORBID gojo ever sees megumi would genuinely never hear the end of it). him being pouty whenever u give someone else too much attention or him i need him SO BADDDDDDD

(if these asks r annoying jlmk and i’ll stop sending em!)

it’s impossible for megumi to hide his feelings whenever you’re around. yuuji and nobara can’t even joke about it anymore, they just watch in dead silence as megumi follows you around like a lost puppy. when you’re saying goodbye, he always gets so worried and triple checks with you to make sure you have a coat and gloves so you don’t freeze and promise you’ll text me when you get home so i know you’re safe. he doesn’t even talk to you in the same tone of voice, it’s softer and a little pitchier as opposed to the aloof demeanor he takes with his other friends. then he has the audacity to act dismissive when they ask him why he hasn’t asked you out yet, like they’re crazy for even suggesting such a thing (though his cheeks are pink when they tell him you totally like him back).

these are the furthest thing from annoying and i promise u can drop by my inbox whenever to talk about whatever. getting asks makes my whole day so don’t hesitate to share please <3

#megumi :(( #ask

[even-more-incorrect-ego-quotes]

[How the Septics react to Y/N giving them their drink to hold at a party]

Anti: I don’t want to hold your feckin’ drink ya gobshite! GET THE FOCK BACK HERE OR I’LL POUR IT ON CHASE’S HEAD!

*proceeds to hold it anyway, tightly towards his chest*

*stares daggers at anyone who tries to approach him*

*looks very much like a dangerous guard dog that WILL bite*

Chase: Oh, thanks for the drin--oh, this is yours? Alright, I can watch it. Yes, I promise not to use it for trick shots...

*tries very hard not to break his promise*

*also tries even harder not to immediately down it all*

*grips it with white knuckles, just looking down at it intently*

Robbie: Oooh, what is this Y/N? Your drink? To watch? Okay!

*doesn’t know why it needs watching but you asked so he will*

*cradles it in his arms at an angle, it spills a bit to his dismay*

*forgets for a sec that it’s yours, takes a sip, immediately spits it out*

Marvin: My word is my bond. Your drink will remain as it does now. No harm shall befall it under my watch.

*uses magic to levitate drink outside of anyone’s reach*

*places powerful protection spells on it to seal it*

*continues to use his energy to keep it at an ideal temp*

JJ: But of course I will hold your drink Y/N! You needn’t ask, it’s the least I could do for you! 

*places your drink within a pumpkin he just happens to have*

*sits down in a quiet corner with the pumpkin snug in his lap*

*sways gently to the music so as not to spill it while he waits* 

Henrik: Ah, your drink, do not worry. No impurities will invade your beverage while in my care, I would never allow it.

*pours drink into a clean beaker with a sturdy lid*

*analyzes with his eyes for any previous signs of tampering*

*puts beaker inside his lab coat’s inner most pocket*

Jackie: Have no fear, Y/N! I will keep your drink safe from the forces of evil!

*quickly goes into a fighting stance, holding your drink in his fists*

*scans the crowd with narrowed eyes for any suspicious activity*

*keeps moving around the place so he always has the upper hand*

#incorrect ego quotes #jacksepticeye #jse #egos #fandom #jacksepticegos #antisepticeye #anti #marvin the magnificent #jackieboy man #chase brody #jackie #henrik von schneeplestein #dr. schneeplestein #JJ #jameson jackson #robbie the zombie #quotes #sean mcloughlin

[oh-theres-a-woman]

I Only Wanted You; Part Two

A/N: I was really surprised to see the out pour from the last two arts, since they were posted when I was actually asleep. Thank you! It was a huge surprise how well both parts have done over the cost of a few hours. With things as they have been recently I’m working on trying to get things working and my writing to feel a little better in myself. It’s a sense of vent in a way for me. So, it’s been nice working on the layouts for more stories to come. 

If you are new to my blog and love what you’ve read I’d strongly recommend my Masterlist of goods.  

Requested By: @captivatedbycillianmurphy​

Taglist: @zodiyack​ @hesagod-notyet​ @itsfrancisneptun​ @amys-small-world​ @fandom-fucking-shit​ @amirahiddleston​ @a-dorky-book-keeper​ @theamuz​ @hinagiku0​ @captivatedbycillianmurphy​ @rosiemaisworld​ @queencoraline3​ @midnightstarlight02​ @smallheathgangsters​

Parts: [ Prologue ], [ 1 ] 

Word Count: 1469

Tommy’s POV

He stood behind his desk looking at his family with a cold setting in his eyes. Lit cigarette in hand. There was no use in interrupting them. His family very much needed to get whatever out before he could utter a word and they would listen. Eyes hovering around the room of disapproving family members against the very desire and wishes he had to marry the woman that made him a better man. The person that would have made mother proud to know he was marrying such a kind-hearted and sweet woman. Tommy knew what [Y/N] was like—she was no whore, or gold digger. [Y/N] was a good woman that liked the simplest things and was such a hard worker. She worked with a life of strong morals. Perhaps, she was a bit stubborn. Some would say that is her sign, however, Thomas Shelby just chalked in down to her becoming a mother to her younger siblings as an equally young age. It happened caused any issue for him. In some sense of madness, it made him love her stubborn streak—it more than made up for the lacking confidence and self-worth she had. But Thomas Shelby promised himself that he would spend every day trying to bring her up and make her feel beautiful. Make her feel loved. Flicking in the accumulation of ash on the end of his burning cigarette into a simple ash tray. Frowning a little was Linda finally spoke up—in his eyes she did not even have a place in this meeting. Her opinion did not matter to him at all. Checking the clock overhanging the door the office door, a trance of worry creasing his brow when he noticed the time. [Y/N] had not come… She was late… That never happened unless there was a problem with her siblings that morning and he did not know about since she hadn’t had the time to phone. “Right…” Thomas finally cleared his throat looking between his aunt and brothers. “Are you all done with your complaining then?” He asked with an anger held on his Brummy accent. “I’m marryin’ [Y/N] and that’s that. I shouldn’t need to defend myself nor her to my family if they invested the time to get to know her. Pol, I thought you’d like her, she’s a mother to her younger siblings. Much like you were to us when mum died. Stepped up when she was a girl,” He sat down in the seat behind his desk, nestling his chin in his two hands. “How is it the only one that hasn’t spoke is Esme? Do you have anything you want to add? Since everyone seems to have a problem with my fiancée?” Tommy asked in a matter-of-factly manner, looking to the very pregnant wife to John Shelby. A Romani through and through. Much like them. A Horse Girl. One that was never afraid to speak her mind if she didn’t like anything. So, it was odd to have her so silent. “No, I like her plenty. Has a good heart—would do anything for those kids, I can understand that. Its good to have someone else that would do anything for her family.” Esme spoke up simply; stalling the air and movement in the room. After all, she spoke the truest truths about the other woman that couldn’t defend herself. “As far as I’m concerned, Thomas can take care of ‘imself and what’s it be different when it came to a woman.” She sighed, resting her hand onto her swelled stomach, bringing the back of her knuckle down in John’s thigh. Giving her husband a warning look. “Wot was that for?” John grumbled at his wife who soon repeated the action. “For you being a simple mind. You wouldn’t like it if they run me down, now you do it was Tom’s girl! Its proper shameful,” Esme scolded her husband. Before looking to others around the room that lowered their heads. The silence hung for the moment. Before John was the one who finally opened. “You think mum would have liked her?” He didn’t need to be answered by Thomas. Polly answered. “She would have loved her,” Pol admitted finally, hand running down to her cigarette case thinking about her sister-in-law. The type of person she was. A mother that was a mother to all the kids around her. She loved children and was a beaming kind-heart that settled even the likes of her brother down. In honesty, Polly had seen that in the early days of the girl cleaning the beautiful manor that Thomas has acquired through a rich boy who couldn’t pay his debts. It was like the calming tide after endless nights of torment and roughness. Finally settling. Ringing through the line in the office, Thomas picked up the phone. “Hallo Lizzie?” It could not have been more than an hour since all the carrying on and madness had settled. Everyone now seemed to be on the same page. For once, Tommy wanted to thank Esme for that. All she had done. It was an amazing help. Eyes observing his family for a moment before he lowered his head hearing Lizzie’s words. [Y/N] had come and gone without a word. Never setting foot into his office. It was a moment his heart was sinking, rising from his seat putting the phone down. “I need to go find [Y/N], she was here. Probably heard everything you lot had to say about her.” He muttered rushing for his coat. Not before suffocating the last of his filter less cigarette that had burnt so low it licked at his fingertips. It didn’t bother him. He needed to get home, find [Y/N]. Dashing into the street, he reached the car bringing life to the engine he swung the car into gear. The walk home was a distance so it must have been some time since she’d been there. Had she arrived when it all started? Thomas wasn’t sure how long had passed when Polly first started that conversation. It was a cruel thing to here. He didn’t think about what it could have meant to her hearing those things. “Fock!” Thomas yelled slamming his palm against the steering wheel. Wanting for traffic was like watching the final grains of sand fall away from the hourglass. Stalking back into the place he intended to make a home out of. His eyes landed on the key on the table. Sighing with the slightest trace of hope in his breath. “[Y/N].” He called out throughout the small townhouse, stalking through seeing the litter of nice pins he’d given her to put in her hair. Then both stockings. Scooping them up into his hands. Thomas checked the kids bedrooms, nothing seemed overly out of place. Before halting at the youngest’s bedroom. Her little sister’s bed didn’t have the dolly or bear that the sister adored. Causing a sinking feeling in his stomach. Rushing to bedroom. Eyes falling on the open wardrobe, every nice dress tucked away in there. But the clothes that she excused as cleaning clothes. The ratty old stockings and boots gone. A shallow breath left him. Turning to the pillow. His pillow. Picking up the little note, a shaky breath leaving his lips. Lips went dry and felt chapped as he licked them trying to moisten them. Thomas felt the squeeze of his heart. Picking up the ring from its place, he tucked it into his coat pocket. Rushing to the phone in the house, dialling for the children’s school hoping to hear that she had not collected them. He wasn’t that lucky… Standing there in the living space, he huffed back the feeling tears. “Fock!” Thomas threw the phone to the ground, driving the heel of his shoe into the receiver. Ditching his coat, he didn’t care for his dishevelled appearance. He needed to find her. Running into the street, remembering to shut up behind him. Refuelling the car. He moved down the streets, headed for the little village where their beginning was. Wondering if she had returned to that place. The little shithole that he wished that wouldn’t return there. In the little square it pissed down with rain as he stepped out into the clearing. “[Y/N]! Clementine! Jerimiah!” He cried out for [Y/N] and her siblings in the rain. Looking like the perfect madman. Stepping back, the trace of utter grief streaking his face. Palm running down his face.

So, this was what true heartbreak felt like… Thomas thought turning his gaze to the sky. Blinking through the rain droplets hitting his eyes. It was perfect illusion of a crying man.

In fact, the local pub artist had turned away from his scene and such a heartbreak. It’d become the known Portrait of Heartbreak.

#peaked cap #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky blinders gif #peaky blinders imagines #peaky blinders #peaky blinder headcanon #peaky fookin blinders #peaky fucking blinders #Reader x Canon #peaky blinder imagine #peaky blinder #peaky blinder fanfiction #thomas shelby #thomas shelby fanfic #thomas shelby fanfiction #thomas shelby x reader #thomas shelby imagine #tommy shelby fanfic #tommy shelby fanfiction #tommy shelby imagine #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby x you #arthur shelby jr #john shelby #polly gray #michael gray #finn shelby #ada shelby #ada thorne #linda shelby