#*turn and looks directly into the camera*

[foolishaetherguardian]

It was supposed to be a nice weekend off. No big world ending stories to cover, no not this week. This weekend was to kick back and write some good old fashioned celebrity gossip, hell Clark had somehow gotten them exclusive camera access for the big event; a charity auction in D.C. with all three of the Titans in attendance. Bruce Wayne had already been confirmed in attendance with a small army of wards while Oliver Queen and Lex Luthor were the surprise guests. Queen because he rarely attended events he wasn’t dragged to, either by his wife or his agent, and Luther because he never attended charity events that he wasn’t directly funding. So when Lois saw the guest list she had to stifle her own laughter. This wasn’t just going to be a break from the high octane world of investigative journalism, this weekend was going to be her magnum opus.

“Get a shot right as he leans across the table. If Cassandra is leaning on him it will outline his muscles under that suit.” It was going great. Clark handled finding out everything that the attendees were hiding and he made a half decent photographer and a handsome distraction. If only he hadn’t added a vest to his outfit. Somehow he always had a few extra layers to hide what Lois knew had to be a killer figure. Shame. It might even rival Superman’s. Clark had that same sort of effortlessly fit feeling. Not like Bruce Wayne. His fitness routine was the subject of furious debate. At least twice he had been spotted pulling his own car behind him after locking his keys inside. Not that you could tell with the way his tailor hid the world’s most eligible bachelor behind just a few layers of Italian fabric, whoever he had was a wizard with fabric. She turned to Clark to whisper the next set of photos to take. “Get a shot Queen when Dinah is smiling. It’s the only time he doesn’t look like he needs to be in suicide watch.”

That got a real smile from him, not the shy half awkward smiles he usually gave her. He looked good when he smiled properly. Lois shook that thought out of her head and reached for her glass. She was lucky she didn’t quite reach it. Clark suddenly pulled her back and down as three of Wayne’s guests vaulted their table, the only thing she caught was the flash of blonde hair. Followed by Bruce himself. Perfect form hurdling over the entire table and the guests like they weren’t even there. It was only after he landed that Lois saw the two younger Wayne’s bundled in his arms as he ran. Their security detail raced to catch them when suddenly the whole building shook. The earth itself rolled underneath them and then the world exploded around her. Okay that may be an exaggeration. It was just the skylight that exploded but it definitely felt like the whole world at the time.

“I thought you said this trip would be uneventful?” Clark managed to sound amused at the chaos as dozens of black suited figures dropped through. Those were ninjas. They were under attack by ninjas.

“Not another word farm boy.” Lois was holding back her own laughter at the absurdity of it all. But she had an appearance to keep up.

Bruce Wayne is not the smart guy who sees people running and also starts running. No sir he is white guy confirmed, that boy sees people running and investigates if he weren’t Batman he would die first in horror movies 100%

However- Bruce/Batman is the guy who sees his kids running and runs as well. He knows his kids, and if they’re running, he’s running. They would not run from a threat without viable reason, so he’s following. It’s an instinct honed by partnership, something you have to do in the field. He needs to trust them, instinctively, and if they run, he run. As partners they have to trust the others movements, fluidity, doing what they do without a seconds hesitation because in that second you’re dead. 

Batman hits all fours and you better believe Nightwing is kissing the floor. 

Red Hoods finger twitches toward his left side and Red Robin moves because that’s where he has his grenades and you better know that or you’ll be a casualty. 

Spoiler yells “jump!” And Batgirl is jumping no questions asked or she gets sawed in half.  

So if Batman sees Signal running- he packs up his shit (Robin) and is hightailing it after him. 

[mrsarcherofinfamy]

•Drew McIntyre x Reader•

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*Y/N's POV*

Being the little sister to a big famous WWE superstar like Seth Rollins is very exhausting and I struggle with it everyday. From him constantly up my ass when I'm walking around backstage to telling me everything I did wrong during my matches or promos. Right now, I am leaning against the wall backstage with my one foot on the wall, looking at my phone when I hear footsteps coming towards me. I don't have to look up because I already know who's coming.

"Hello there sweetcheeks."

I smirk hearing his Scottish accent. He puts both of his arms next to my head as I look up at him smiling putting my phone away.

"Hi baby. I was just texting you."

He leans in and goes to kiss me when we hear someone start yelling down the hall.

"Y/N! Where are you?!"

I huff, roll my eyes and Drew gives me a quick kiss.

"Gotta go!"

He walks off as I look to my right seeing Seth stomping his feet down the hallway towards me. He stops next to me seeing the back of Drew down the hallway than looks at me.

"Was he talking to you?!"

"No! He just walked past me, said Hi and kept going."

"I find out he was talking to you, I'm going to kick his ass."

I roll my eyes looking back down where Drew hooks a left around the corner and disappears. I look back at Seth and he crosses his arms looking down the hallway than back at me.

"What?!"

"I find out that he ever says hi to you again, I'm gonna kick his ass. What don't you understand?!"

I roll my eyes looking at him. He huffs and walks off down the hallway. I pull my phone out of my pocket, opening up my messages with Drew.

"He said if you ever say hi to me again, he is gonna kick your ass! Just warning you! 😉😘"

I hit send and giggle at my text when I hear footsteps coming towards me again. I look up to see CM Punk coming down the hallway. I hit the call button to call Drew not putting it on speaker and wait for him to answer as Punk walks up to me. Drew answers and I hold the phone screen away from Punk as he leans against the wall next to me crossing his arms.

"Hey Y/N. Your stupid brother still hate me?"

I snort and look over at him rolling my eyes.

"When has he stopped?"

"You right? Anyways, have you been thinking about my offer yet?"

"Remind me again what that offer is."

He leans over, moving some of my hair out of my face and putting it behind my ear. He than runs his fingers down my cheek.

"The offer for me to take you on a date and show you how a real man can treat ya. You don't need your brother's permission, do you?"

I see someone coming up behind Punk when I smirk looking at him. Someone grabs him and throws him into the production crates in front of us. I hang up the phone and put it in my pocket as Drew jumps on top of Punk punching him in the face. He grabs him by his hair and makes him kneel on his knees. I bend down in Punk's face and smirk.

"Haven't you heard not to mess with a Scotsman and his woman?"

Drew pushes him face first into the ground, walks over to me and puts his arm around my neck as I turn around to walk down the hallway. When I turn around, I see a camera man and Cathy Kelley were recording the whole thing. I smirk and look directly at the camera.

"Hey Seth! What are you gonna do now? Still gonna kick his ass?"

Me and Drew start laughing as I put my arm around his waist and his arm pulls me closer around my neck. Hope Seth was watching that...

THE END! 😀

[stinkybrowndogs]

I mean I get that’s it’s not the only contributing factor, but I’m curious exactly how much of the shelter dog over-population problem is actually due to poor dog ownership/management vs the housing crisis and economical stress. I’d be willing to bet by investing in social programs that give people the resources they need to care for their pets (cough cough affordable and free housing cough cough) that the amount of pets in shelters would dramatically drop. We can all sit here pointing fingers and screaming at each other until we are blue in the face, but if the owners basic needs are not being met, how can we hold them to a basic standard for their pets?

[ink-the-artist]

house tour :)

bonus art, lossy versions of the first 2 gifs

[starryaike]

The sillies

[completeoveranalysis]

[6]

BACK IN THE PRESENT Watanuki partially answers his own question by recognising that they aren’t all the same people. 

And he might have just been thinking the word “different” to end that sentence, but maybe some part of him recognises the way Sakura is smiling at him?

Maybe Body Memory?

Even just the thought of that makes me unreasonably emotional

SHUT UP THEY DID NOT

THEY DID NOT DO THAT TO ME

EXCUSE ME I’M CRYING IN THE CLUB

[number-1-kuaidul-fanboy]

*AI PROCEEDS TO GO THERE DIRECTLY*

[untimelyambition]

OHOHOHOHOHO I FUCKING LOVE GENERATION LOSS

[yuridovewing]

Disclaimer: I personally have not finished TBC beyond the first book. I did finish AVOS and its back half is considered poor quality for a reason. If you aren't having fun now I can tell you right now you wouldnt enjoy the rest. At most I think (iirc) the last book is important bc it establishes Juniperclaw attacking SkyClan, and Shadowsight getting a vision to swim in the flooded lake to 'unite' the clans- both of which are relevant to TBC in some way. But even then you could probably skim to the rrlevant parts, IDK.

i'll be real when i made that post last night it was kind of out of sarcasm and pettiness, like i do think im still gonna read those last three books and skim the boring parts at the very least, but that's on me cause now when i look at the post it does come across as very whiny and serious so that's on me lmao. (and i was kinda whiny at the moment cause i always forget about how mean spirited these books are.)

buuuuut hearing what people are saying, it does make me feel a bit better for skimming the back half of avos cause i think thats what i'm gonna have to do for sanity's sake if i want to catch up. i do want to give quotes and takes that are really backed up by the books and not secondhand info so i will try to keep to it but i think if i'm gonna read about thunderclan being shitty to twigpaw then im gonna start skimming cause like, we all know they were shitty to twigpaw now, it was uncomfortable when she was a kid and its uncomfortable still now that she's an adult. you don't need to see that backed up once again.

[godtier]

it amuses me how ppl will make PSA posts about how such-and-such platform uses "AI" and tells you to be Very Angry about it via context clues, but then the same ppl will happily reblog AI "art", even when it's very easy to tell and/or it takes two seconds to look at the damn comments on a post to find that it's AI generated, or that the very OP of the post tagged it as AI art, or answered an ask like "yeah I use a generator for the pics," or puts "I use midjourney to make the pics" in their profile on mobile, etc etc etc

I guess it's easier to screech about how an option in a program that you can turn off/disable within seconds and that won't actually do anything more than what your autocorrect or grammarly or siri or alexa or google assistant or photoshop filters have already been doing with/harvesting from your data for years now (spoilers: you've been using and training "AI" algorithms for longer than chatGPT has been mainstream! yes, it's basically the same concept!) than it is to do a few seconds of reading or double-checking to ensure you're not reblogging art theft and tagging it as "photography" 🙃

[yuujispinkhair]

Boyfie Sukuna in your bed in the morning

Modern!Sukuna x Reader (female). Lots of fluff. 300 words. Minors don't interact. Divider by @/ioveartfilm

You wake up to the sound of loud purring, and when you turn around, you see your cat cuddling with your boyfriend Sukuna.

Sukuna's lying on his side, shirtless and still asleep. The blanket is pushed down to his hips, revealing his muscular arms and defined abs. And your cat has gotten comfy in those strong tattooed arms and is snuggling happily against Sukuna's naked chest.

You smile and quickly grab your phone from your nightstand to snap a picture. You love seeing Sukuna like this. Those secret moments in your bed where he is all unguarded and soft. Butterflies flutter in your stomach when he begins to stir and slowly opens his eyes, his gaze instantly finding you.

You smile fondly at him and whisper,

"Hey, baby."

Sukuna's voice sounds even lower than usual when he answers you, a bit raspy from sleep. Sexy and cute at the same time.

"Hmm, princess. What are you doing?"

Your smile grows and you snap another picture.

"I need a new lock screen, so smile for the camera, ok baby?"

Sukuna huffs softly, but his catlike eyes are warm when he looks directly into your camera. His large hand carefully cups your cat's small head, scratching behind her ears as her purring grows even louder.

A lazy, sleepy smile spreads over Sukuna's tattooed face, and your heart flutters. He looks so beautiful with that soft, sleepy smile, his beautiful maroon eyes still heavy-lidded from sleep and his pastel pink hair ruffled.

This is a version of Sukuna that only you get to see. The bad boy all soft and cute in your bed. Domesticated, just like the cat purring in his arms.

I NEED HIM! :(( Soft Sukuna in the morning makes me so weak!! Thank you so much for reading. I hope you enjoyed your morning with Kuna, too ;)

Reblogs and comments would be very sweet 💗

[bladeofthestars]

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[ralfmaximus]

A 28-year-old motorcyclist died in Washington State on Friday afternoon because a dipshit Tesla driver rear-ended him at speed. A Snohomish man, 56, was commuting in his 2022 Tesla Model S when he activated the car’s camera-based advanced driver assist system and according to his statements to police, began looking through his phone. With nobody paying attention to the car’s actions, the Tesla software ignored Jeffrey Nissen on his motorcycle and continued on at speed. The car rear-ended the two-wheeler, Nissen was flung from the bike, and his life ended pinned underneath the electric car, where he was still lodged when police arrived to the scene.

Tesla claims another life.

Reminder that even if you are personally aware of how dangerous Tesla vehicles are and vow to never ride in one, they can still kill you.

My own driving habits have changed around them. I always give Teslas extra space, avoid following them directly, and expect them to stop or swerve suddenly without notice.

Cannot count the times I've pulled up next to a Tesla at freeway speed, noticed the driver playing on their phone. Tap the horn. They look up with surprise.

Please, don't be that guy.

[dmitriene]

simon riley filming a sex tape with you, little something to jerk off to while being away from you, the pretty pictures you send to him in flimsy underwear is not enough now, he needs more, something long enough that he could watch for many loads to go to waste, something where he could hear your pretty sounds, knowing it's him who punched them out of you.

it's the way you look splayed on your tummy, kneading at the crumpled sheets below, almost tearing them off each time simon's thighs slap against the back of yours, letting you feel the burn of skin and the way his pelvic collides with your slick soaked pussy, hips snapping off from your perched ass and back again, fat of your ass globes stinging at the contact.

it's raw, in the way simon presses his calloused palm against the small of your back, flattening his fingers there with a small barely noticeable brush of fingertips, making your spine arch for him with more pitchy, gasped out mewls, your vision blackening when he grinds his fat cock so deep your pussy clenches around, feeling every bulged vein and the way he throbs, dragging his cock with a wet squelch.

simon makes you cum on his cock in time with him, making you hang on a thin thread of orgasming as he slams in your pulsing pussy with buckling thrusts, urging you to look in the camera of the phone that stands on the bedside table, luckily not rattling the way your bed is, as his hand squeezes at your nape, turning your head aside, pressing you into drool soaked pillow.

gaze blurry, your eyes flutter as you look obediently, trembling beneath simon and his violent movements, light headed and breathless as everything blurs before you, you don't even sure you're looking directly into the camera, as you pull up a lopsided, silly smile on your lips, drool stretching from your upper teeth, before your head falls back with rolling eyes.

main masterlist. quidelines.

[infinityinakiss]

okay, so you know that theory that series 14 is a tv show, that's why there are so many fourth wall breaks, etc, etc. well, what if we had a weeping angels episode this season? it's the climax of the episode, ruby and the doctor are surrounded by angels when...nothing happens. they forcibly close their eyes just to check, but the angels aren't moving. the doctor does his signature rambling as he tries to figure out what happened, and then it dawns on him. he turns slowly, stares directly into the camera and says "oh. it's you. all of you. you're why they can't move." the doctor starts jumping around, shakes ruby for a bit (and ruby's just like wut the hell is going on), does a thing with the sonic screwdriver before starting to run when he suddenly stops and turns back. looking directly into the camera, he says "don't blink." and then he runs off to save the day.

couple minutes later, he tells ruby to stare at some angels that were out of frame by saying "babes, the camera angle's changed."

[merakidoll]

soo … all i can say is im ovulating 🤗 this is a part for my best friends mom series

“mmm rub her faster mama” connie stood above you, his sock covered feet sinking into the mattress as the camera flashed repeatedly above you. your ring finger shined against the flashing light of him photographing how you fingered yourself. “one more finger you can do it. you take more with my dick baby” being much older than connie you thought the relationship would have challenge, tribulations. but really the only tribulation was you hiding him from your son.

“yea, pretty ass pussy with a big ass ring” connie zoomed more into your wet cunt that was leaking all over the covers. he took a pictures just as jucices dripped from your clenched hole to your ass. “c-connie” you whined bucking into you hand, connie slowly getting on his knees. he paused his photoshoot to place a gentle kiss on your puffy clit, a smirk on his face that let you get a glimpse of his shining grills. “what ma’ma?” your eyes rolled to the back of your head when your fingers touched a spacific spot. connie immediately putting the camera back up and dropping a large wad of spit directly on your hole making your legs shake.

“m-moveee!” you tried kicking him with your foot, connie laughing at you and grabbing ahold of the body part, turning the camera on video mode and towards himself. “my baby such a slut” he looked into the camera smiling, still using his other hand to hold you foot. “mm” he said to himself looking at your pretty white toes, his mouth moving before he could think. tounge swrirling against your big toe making sure the camera caught how he groaned against your feet - saliva dripping everywhere, while you cried- pussy pulsing in the background.

connie tuned the camera back towards you, a evil laugh fall from him as he let your foot go, and let the camera get the view of your pussy and face. pretty brown tits laying on your chest the went up and down quickly. “you finna cum baby?” connie knew you were, already seeing the thick cream gushing out of you, just when you stomach began to bubble, connie moved two of his fingers to rub your clit while the three in your hole worked faster.

“c-connieeeoooo s-stop! g-gottaaaa-” you couldn’t even let him know what was happening before squirt started shooting out of you. connie’s obnoxious laugh was in the video- him angling the camera to capture how he got his face closer and opened his mouth drinking up everything you had to offer. in the shoot, connie’s hand shook as he pulled out his own tan dick that was red. he began pumping himself for the camera. your cunt finally done and leaving you a twitching mess. “yea, fuck- love this pussy!” he let go of his cock to slap your pussy making a small wet sound erupt in the room setting him off.

“l-love my fuckin wifeee” his threw his head back camera falling on the bed, as his cum painted your pussy, the camera only getting the sexy sound that came from you both.