#&. ( dash games )

[positivelyruined]

fav female character tag game 🌷🌙

let’s be honest, my friends, women always need more appreciation. every type of them. so, in this tag game, I am going to stick with that theme and share some love of my favorite female characters of all time.

Rules: Make a poll of your top four favorite characters of all time and see who is the favorite amongst your followers!

tagged by the loveliest @briarroses 💖💖💖 Thank you! Tags are so encouraging!

soft tag: @briarroses (back at ya! next four favorites) @shadowqueenjude @sonics-atelier @teddyhoneybear @kateprincessofbluewhales @praetorqueenreyna @sonics-atelier and @tamlindair

[wolfandwild]

How do you die in the World of Warcraft? And let's be honest, did you deserve it?

[ohisms]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 ( an aesthetics dash game based upon figures from arthurian legend ) — repost , do not reblog .

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐲 : midnight rituals. looming shadows. the feeling of being watched. veils of mist. unrequited love. the musk of exotic herbs. silk & velvet. moonlight through twisted branches. the beauty of a storm. the weight of destiny & prophecy. a chalice that might be poisoned. healing hands.

𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐭 : a noble heart. oaths of protection. a quest for redemption. heroic deeds. pine. fulfilling a role. shining silver. quiet fortitude. selfless dedication. a bountiful feast. war horses. seeking a greater calling. fatal mistakes.

𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧 : whispered incantations. ethereal light. ages-old secrets. the spark of creation. ancient disputes. a hidden sanctuary. the allure of the unknown. finding balance between light & dark. opportunism. fear of unfulfilled potential .

𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞 : the grace of a queen. jasmine. unyielding faith. the blush of a tender moment. a golden crown. poetic letters of affection. the aroma of blooming roses. the glow of candlelight. a radiant smile. lavender. wise eyes. eternal love.

𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 : unity, at whatever cost. an overwhelming presence. battle cries. noble sacrifice. enduring legacy. a grand vision for the future. the balance between justice & mercy.

𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐧 : unwavering loyalty. strength in humility. the glow of a warm hearth. old traditions. chivalric valor. a canopy of trees. wisdom gained from trials. being one's own worst enemy. bearing a heavy conscience. a sense of duty to protect the innocent. hooves on a woodland path. the scent of leather & steel.

[ohgeesoap]

tagged by the awesome @hollytanaka🩷

Top 7 comfort films

1. Sleeping Beauty (1959)

2. Cinderella (1950)

3. The Little Mermaid (1989)

4. Jurassic Park (1993)

5. Goodfellas (1990)

6. Titanic (1997)

7. Spider-Man 2 (2004)

Tagging @efingart @brewed-pangolin @writeforfandoms @deadbranch @greatstormcat @slutweeds @mango-parfait

[siirlendikalbimiz]

Dash de kaydırmanızı böldüğüm için üzgünüm ama harika olduğunuzu ve mutlu olmayı hak ettiğinizi bilmeniz gerektiğini düşündüm..

[thirstyvampyr]

rules: answer + tag 9 people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with!

favorite color: green

last song: good luck, babe! by chappell roan

last movie: the passenger (rewatch on discord)

currently reading: nothing, really short fics and mostly whatever mota smut @sweaterkittensahoy and @bitchsister post lol

currently watching: shameless!!!

currently craving: just woke up so breakfast i guess, chocapic cereal

coffee or tea: chocolate milk

tagging: i dont even know 9 people @coldblooded-angel @ib3li3v3you @caleblandrybones @leiflitter @runkevinrunnnn @icantspellthings @im-getting-help @daysofxavierspast @sweaterkittensahoy

[amywritesthings]

WIP Wednesday

I just saw this today, @themadlu, so I will definitely use it to showcase some more of my upcoming silly/sexy fic, Press Four For More! (tropes: sex worker!levi ackerman, phone sex, slow burn, etc.)

“Do you have a glass or bottle of water near you?” The switch up lessens the tension in your shoulder blades in an instant. His voice is just as crooning, deep and inviting, but it’s nice to simply be asked. “Nope.” “Then go get one.” The demand does something to you. Without thinking twice you begin to rock up on your heels, standing at full height. “Okay, Mr. Bossy.” “Isn’t that what you wanted?” he asks with a sprinkle of sarcasm. “Someone who has their shit together, if I read right.”

npr: @eupheme , @inklore , @peachdues @littlerequiem !!

[bananasomg]

#22 maxiel

hello my love, i'm here to deliver your ficlet request from this great prompt ask.

here is #22. Maxiel: things you said after it was over. you thought it was gonna be angsty, but it's the exact opposite of that. gotta keep you on your toes. 🫶🏼

ily thanks for indulging me because you know i'm doing anything to avoid monza and the notorious a/b/o yacht fic.

things you said after it was over

Max’s hotel room is way nicer than his, but that’s a given. He’s the reigning world champion, and Daniel’s just a former Red Bull driver turned marketing dog. 

Daniel sighs, tosses the condom in the trash by Max’s California King. Conveniently placed, he thinks. Maybe this is a normal occurrence for Max—shagging former drivers between practice sessions. He doesn’t want to think like that, but he’s been known to have a few paramours that worship the ground he walks on.

“You going back to your room?” Max asks when Daniel begins to search for his clothes, discarded in the tumble at the foot of the bed. 

“Uh.” Daniel hesitates, cocking his hip as he tries to figure out the coolest, most casual response. Something that screams noncommittal and having fun. 

He settles with, “I guess so, yeah.”

“Oh,” Max replies. He frowns, his cheeks still red from the aftermath of Daniel’s tongue. The sullen debauched look is unbearable, and Daniel abandons his search and pads back to the bed. Max’s nose scrunches adorably when he flops onto the hotel mattress. The corners of his lips curl into a smile, glad he came back.  

Fuck, he’s cute.

Daniel can read his expressions like a speedometer, his heart racing a hundred kilometers an hour. It’s always been like this. Maybe that’s just what it’s like to have good sex. And if you ask him, they’re very good at fucking—it’s the after part they’re still figuring out. Some days are worse than others. Daniel hopes today is better. 

Max’s finger sweeps lazily over Daniel’s bare chest, lingering on the love bite he left below his right pec. It’s not super noticeable on his tan skin, but it felt significant. Max’s own personal brand. A way to claim him—Possessive and feral. Two words he normally associates with Max when he’s inside the car. He never contemplated how it might extend to his love life. He is full of surprises it seems.

“Do you wanna sleep here?” Max asks. 

“Um, with you?” Daniel rubs the back of his neck. He isn’t sure why his voice squeaks and it’s embarrassing and he feels his face getting uncomfortably warm, which is so not suave. 

“No, Daniel. Alone. I’m going to leave my room and go bunk with Christian.” Max rolls his eyes but can’t hold back the playful grin when Daniel shakes his head. 

Daniel laughs, semi-awkward huffs like he gets it. 

Max says, “I’m like—into you. You know that, yeah?”

“Well, yeah. I mean, you kinda have to be to let me—”

“No, you’re not listening.” Max bites his lip, palm resting flat on Daniel’s chest. “I mean, I really like you. As in, I haven’t seen anyone else for weeks. Not since—” 

“Silverstone,” Daniel whispers. It’s not a question. 

Max’s purposeful blue eyes flicker onyx beneath the dim light from the nightstand. God, Daniel thinks he could get lost in those eyes—so expressive and vast, and ever-changing like the tide. 

What might have seemed unbelievable before is completely plausible. Because Daniel hasn’t seen anyone else either. Not since they started hooking up almost nine weeks ago. 

The British Grand Prix was nothing special this year, his race a wash, Max taking P2, so he’d been surprised that his night ended with Max shoving him against the door of his motorhome, licking into his mouth like a starved man, tasting every expanse of skin available like he couldn’t keep going without learning every part of his body. 

Belgium had been the turning point when Max requested his presence, showing him off in a helicopter headed to Capri. And after escaping from the media circus and dropping off the parents it was just the two of them—stolen kisses and warm promises on the beach. 

“You too?” Max asks. He sounds hopeful and confident, gazing at him like he’s the most handsome man he’s ever set eyes on, and Daniel really wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. 

“Yeah, Maxy. Me too.” 

The way Max smiles makes him feel like King of the Mountain. Like he could actually lasso the fucking moon and pull it down just for him.

[chiptrillino]

Last line tag game!!

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many you like).

got tagged by @ranilla-bean & @sulkybender (thanks! )

Granted Etna right now is errupting (damn chill) but i keep thinking how you can go skiing on a vulcan. and no its not heavely snowing in the FN. its more like... stronger winds from the south or north blowing one or two snowflakes down. just egnouth that the royal firehazards have a tiny contact with snow. azula doesn't like it. zuko is actualy having the time of his life. (i don't think i will continue thiso ne though)

tagging: @ssreeder, @chitsangenthusiast, @blu3berrydraws

[dragonbleps]

Tired of waking up feeling like a Prey Animal Being Watched, so here's a poll that'll hopefully at least let me know I'm not alone.

[lunememes]

🌙  *  ―   𝐈𝐓❜𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐎 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄! ( a fully customisable bingo card where you can easily change the background, line colour, enter your character's name and fill in each box easily! )

you can find the base template here or in the source! just download, open in photoshop and descend into madness as you try to fill it out and watch as your characters type flood in!

[chimeramoth]

wanna try something

the first 100 people to reblog this pot will get a random fun question off the top of my head in their ask box :)

[redbelles]

due to our shared ongoing brainrot: what's a thing that gave you the most brainworms in masters of the air? 👀

since i've already given an insane little spiel about the flying fortress here, i will spare you the ever-present aviation brainworms and go with, uh— curt biddick.

like i'm so sorry but the way barry keoghan portrays him makes me insane, actually?

"let’s knock one off, and drop bombs on those nazi fucks, and we get to go home early," the confidence, the swagger, the little teasing joke about buck sitting in his lap if he didn't preemptively give up the left seat, the genuine concern for bucky but the willingness to hit him nonetheless, "i'm irish," the near-debilitating relief when he realizes the rest of the formation is slowing down so he can keep pace, the fucking little spoon in-joke, the characteristically astute question being played for laughs but it is an astute question! why the fuck are they going to africa! and then, god—

the fog spooks him. it's always spooked him. he heads over to talk to buck on the pretense of finding out how buck and his crew are doing, but it's so, so clear he's looking for reassurance. that he's reaffirming to himself that this clusterfuck of a mission is going to be worth it—that they'll do some real damage—even as it's brutally clear that the critical element of timing is already blown to hell. the way all that fear falls away the instant he's in the air, because he's responsible for his crew. "we're losing her" "no we're not!" he's going to keep his goddamn crew alive. his insistence that he can bring her down safely, even when it doesn't matter. when it would be easier, and safer, and smarter to bail out. dickie's going to die whether or not curt manages the gentlest landing in the world, but fuck, he has to try. he can't not try. it's such a vicious contrast to quinn's choice when babyface is trapped in the ball turret, and it breaks my fucking heart.

all this is nuanced by the fact that curt's story is one of the narrative changes masters of the air made— curt biddick did not die trying to set his plane down so his dying co-pilot could have a shot at survival. in reality, curt biddick burned to death holding his fortress level so that the rest of the crew could safely bail out. he was known as a hard luck pilot, though, and i think the changes successfully walk the very fine line of serving the narrative (see: parallel with quinn and babyface) while simultaneously honoring the spirit of the events being portrayed.

you know that i knew that the regensburg-schweinfurt raid was a shitshow and that i was prepared to watch people die, but god, curt's death still hit me like a ton of bricks. it's so well done, and the acting is phenomenal from start to finish. curt biddick, the man that you were. barry keoghan, the man that you are.

anyway! thank u for the ask! hope u like the fuckin' essay you got in response!

inbox me one (1) thing you want to know about me

[positivelybeastly]

How well do you know Hank McCoy?

Test your knowledge within.

[codenamejudas]

10 Movies that You Would Watch 500 Times

Casper

Who Framed Roger Rabbit

This is Spinal Tap

UHF

Beetlejuice

Black Cauldron

Doomstar Requiem + AOTDS

Going Postal

Klaus

That atrocious 14 minute film for the Roboto album Styx did that haunts them all (except probably Deyoung) to this day

tagging: @sea-of-machines @severalpossiblemusiks @stormylewirmy @robbno

[djarins-cyare]

✨ Post your picrew & the most recent song you listened to ✨

Thanks for the tags @burntheedges and @toomanytookas 💖

Look at me, all innocent and angelic, discussing that pile of books next to me as if I know shit about them… nobody would guess that’s an unashamedly enthusiastic writer of lovingly crafted Star Wars pornography sitting right there 😏

Twitter bestie turned me back on to Ordinary World a couple of weeks ago; I hadn’t heard it in ages, but the lyrics are so timeless and on point. Needless to say, it’s now back in rotation on my Spotify — an absolute classic.

No pressure tagliatelle:

@3pirouette @avastrasposts @belfrybat @darthbeebles @djarins-wife

@fromthedeskoftheraven @happy-beeeps @ishabull @jjhayhay20 @nerdieforpedro

@palaemonfire @penvisions @quicksilvermad @rav3n-pascal22 @saradika

@syd-djarin @thatistheway @vabeachazn @wildefire @wrathkitty