#CT-33

[nocternalrandomness]

The Arizona Aviation Historical Group's CT-133 in AZ ANG 161st FW markings over the Arizona desert.

[darehearts]

good morning  !!  new header and dash icon because why not 😌✨

[rochenn]

i LOOOOVE the clone numbering system! the way there are only ten thousand possible combinations for four-digit codes 😍😍

[thestonecuttersguild]

Oshkosh 2023

[mono-socke]

watch me only draw good/detailed art for the characters none of you even know

but I don't care

I love them

[chunkytron]

Fat warlord

Alt versions under cut

[feralnumberfive]

A Kittyhawk, a rafter of Turkeys, an Albatross, a Texan, two Stearman, and a Silver Star walk into a bar....

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

it’s probably my sugu bias getting in the way but i think he would be especially fond of her :3 again!! i just think her ct is such a good contrast to an ability like suguru’s…. his ct gives him resistance to curses at the price of his own mental stability, and her ct gives other people resistance to cursed energy….. i just think they’re neat <33

i agree wholeheartedly xxx

i acc love this so, so much xx

this has a lot of potential to be super cute!!

but also, it's a visual ct and it's executable in terms of writing!

YOU GET IT ANONNNN it’d be sm fun to read about…….. hhhh all these asks abt sonas and isekais and stuff are making me miss all the great jjk fics i used to read on quotev 😭😭 i gotta find more fr quotev fics have a charm that rival literally anything on any other site……

but yeah i just!!! think it’s such a creative and fun ct!!!!!! 🍓 anon COOKED

[welivefast-dieyoung]

if callum was to become the next james bond, how would that make you feel?

I don't know tbh anon, I love James Bond and most of the films are really good but careerwise idk what it would do for him? And idk if it would take him in the direction he seems to want to go. Plus he spent the whole of TBITB press tour talking like he had one foot in the grave when it came his age, and it almost being too late for him to do a sports movie so idk how he'd cope with all the stunts and stuff 😭

[nocternalrandomness]

CT-133 Silver Star in AZ ANG markings operated by the Arizona Aviation Heritage Group over Buckeye

[chateautangerine]

@desiredprince asked (for cliff's birthday): puts those small coned birthday hats on his head "Joyeux anniversaire~!"

Behind him, storefronts glow. A boutique is closed with the lights still on. An adult shop is still resolutely open. A club further down thrums music into every sidewalk crevice and the slogging bayou of Cliff’s brain, his attention fixed on the vast nothingness in front. 

He never knows Lestat’s returned until he has.

“Where'd you go to?" Cliff asks through a toothpick, the stick dangling from his mouth. He takes the cone off his head and his gaze is vacant-fuzzy. 

Where Lestat was, he may never know. Maybe he’d gone to pick something up. Maybe he told Cliff, only Cliff’s head is a cracked vase, the memories leaking through. He looks at this light-eyed thing and the word finally processes in his brain. Cliff looks down, then back. “I’m afraid I’m not married,” he confesses, almost a murmur.

He doesn't know French.

Under the storefront lights, he studies the cone in his hand. Polka dots and the words 'Happy birthday' printed all over it.

Cliff lifts his head back up, and through his toothpick, says, "How'd you know, I'm curious?"

Did he tell him? He doesn't remember. Lots of things he doesn't remember. Lestat seems to glow, lit up pink-neon-blue, this nighttime city cupid, and Cliff thinks of every July 18th spent whittling crayons down beneath a dining room table alone. How, tonight, there's someone else.

The club vibrates. Cliff feels it in his chest, and he looks off in the distance. "...I should have known you when I was a kid," he says, and he means it.

[dk-thrive]

Tree 4x. Twilight to Sunrise.. 6:00, 6:16, 6:33 & 7:00 am. 44° F, feels like 29° F with wind gusts up to 37 mph. November 24, 2024. Cove Island Park. Stamford, CT (@dkct25)

[sodavizz]

—Island In The Sun!

ct: @the-phantom-peach of their amazing art of my bb <33

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Pairings: Daisuke x F! Reader

Wc: idk 1k+

Warnings: None, just pure fluff :3

Daisuke had always loved the beach. The salty air, the endless stretch of sand, and the way the waves whispered secrets as they hit the shore—he felt at home here. But today, there was something different. Maybe it was the sun, sinking low in the sky and casting everything in gold, or maybe it was just the way she stood out in the crowd.

He had been sitting there for a while, mindlessly playing with the sand, but his eyes kept drifting over to her. She was laughing with her friends, her hair shimmering like threads of gold in the sunlight, her smile so effortless it almost looked like it belonged in a movie. She wore a white sundress that fluttered in the breeze, and to him, she was... perfect.

He didn’t believe in love at first sight. Honestly, he’d always thought that was a little cheesy, the stuff of rom-coms. But in that moment, watching her from across the beach, something inside him clicked. He had never seen anyone quite like her before, and before he knew it, he couldn’t stop staring. His heart started racing, and all he could think was: Who is this beautiful lady?

But she wasn’t looking at him. Not at first.

Her attention was on her friends, who were goofing around and splashing in the water. Daisuke watched from a distance, hoping she might glance his way, but the more he stared, the more he realized she was completely oblivious. Maybe that was for the best. What could he possibly say to someone like her?

Then, a voice broke his concentration.

“Dude,” one of his buddies teased, nudging him lightly. “Are you gonna just stare at that girl all day?”

Daisuke froze. He didn’t know if he should laugh or die of embarrassment.

----

You looked over, your gaze scanning the beach, and sure enough, your eyes landed on him. For a split second, both of your eyes met, and then he quickly looked away, as though he’d been caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to.

“Seriously?” you muttered, half-smiling and half-rolling your eyes. “He’s still looking.”

Your friends burst out laughing. “Looks like someone’s got a crush!”

You shot them a look but couldn’t help the flush that crept up her neck. You turned your attention back to your friends, pretending not to care, but you had to admit—there was something a little funny about being the center of his attention.

----

The hours passed, and soon the sun had dipped below the horizon. The beach bar, a cozy little spot right on the sand, began to fill up with people wanting to make the most of the evening. She and her friends decided to grab a table, the mood light and easy. Daisuke was still sitting at the bar, nursing a beer, but now, instead of just glancing over at her, he was watching her from across the room.

He’d been trying to build up the nerve to go over and talk to her for what felt like forever. He wasn’t a shy guy, but there was something about her that made him feel out of his league. She was beautiful, sure, but there was more to it than that. It was like she had this effortless confidence that made him second-guess everything he was going to say.

“Just go talk to her, man,” his friend had said earlier, giving him an encouraging nudge. “What’s the worst that could happen?”

The worst? He didn’t even want to think about it.

So he stayed put, watching from a distance as she laughed with her friends. And then, just as he was thinking maybe it wasn’t meant to be, he saw her glance in his direction. Their eyes met again—this time, not for a fleeting second, but long enough for him to feel his heart race.

Okay. That was it. He couldn’t put it off any longer.

Taking a deep breath, he stood up. His palms were sweaty, and his stomach was in knots. He wasn’t used to feeling this nervous, but there he was, walking toward her table.

She noticed him coming, her eyebrows raising in mild surprise. She’d probably thought he wasn’t going to approach after all the staring he’d been doing earlier.

He stopped in front of the table, feeling like he might faint any second. “Hey,” he said, his voice surprisingly soft. “I hope I’m not interrupting. I just, uh... I had to come over and say hi.”

She raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “You’re the guy from the beach, right?”

Daisuke couldn’t help but laugh a little. “Yeah, that’s me. I mean, I guess I’m the guy who stared at you all afternoon.” He immediately cringed, cursing himself inwardly.

The girl chuckled. “No, it’s fine. You just caught my attention. It’s not every day a guy spends hours staring at you.”

He winced. “Yeah, that wasn’t... ideal. But, hey, I thought I should at least introduce myself. I’m Daisuke.”

She gave him a playful smile. “[insert y/n].”

There was a brief silence, and for a second, Daisuke wondered if he should just walk away. But then, She spoke again, her tone light.

“So, what made you finally come over? After all that staring?”

Daisuke smiled sheepishly. “I don’t know. I guess I figured I’d regret it if I didn’t say something. And I didn’t want to be that creepy guy who just stares and never does anything about it.”

[Insert y/n's] smile softened, and for a moment, he thought maybe she was going to laugh at him. But instead, she just looked at him with a kind of warmth in her eyes that made him feel a little less ridiculous.

“Well, I’m glad you did,” she said, leaning back in her chair. “So, uh, what’s your deal, Daisuke? What brings you to this part of the world?”

And just like that, the awkwardness started to fade. The conversation flowed, easy and natural. They talked about everything—how they both loved the ocean, their favorite kinds of music, the weirdest things they’d ever seen on vacation. They joked about everything from childhood memories to the most embarrassing things that had ever happened to them in public. Before long, the tension had melted away completely, and it felt like they’d known each other for years.

The night wore on, and eventually, the bar began to close. But they weren’t in a hurry.

As they stood up to leave, Daisuke found himself feeling... content. There was something real about this connection. No forced pickup lines. No awkward silences. Just two people talking, getting to know each other in the easiest way possible.

“Hey,” Daisuke said, pulling out his phone. “Maybe we can grab coffee sometime? I know, super original, right?”

[insert y/n] smiled, her eyes bright. “I think I’d like that.”

And just like that, what had started as a nervous glance across a crowded beach had turned into something more—something that felt, for the first time in a long while, like it could actually be the beginning of something good.

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testing, hehe

[mono-socke]

me when them <33

[hellsitegenetics]

My name is Yoshikage Kira. I’m 33 years old. My house is in the northeast section of Morioh, where all the villas are, and I am not married. I work as an employee for the Kame Yu department stores, and I get home every day by 8 PM at the latest. I don’t smoke, but I occasionally drink. I’m in bed by 11 PM, and make sure I get eight hours of sleep, no matter what. After having a glass of warm milk and doing about twenty minutes of stretches before going to bed, I usually have no problems sleeping until morning. Just like a baby, I wake up without any fatigue or stress in the morning.

I was told there were no issues at my last check-up. I’m trying to explain that I’m a person who wishes to live a very quiet life. I take care not to trouble myself with any enemies, like winning and losing, that would cause me to lose sleep at night. That is how I deal with society, and I know that is what brings me happiness. Although, if I were to fight I wouldn’t lose to anyone.

String identified:

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Closest match: Noctua janthe genome assembly, chromosome: 16 Common name: Lesser broad-bordered yellow underwing moth

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

AC: :33 < im in the woods placing cardboard cutouts of morels in the leaf litter to trick and bamboozle people

AC: :33 < im about to ruin someones whole life >:33c

CT: D -> Scamp

AC: :33 < t33 h33 h33 h33 h33

CG: GNOME ASS PRANK.