#Deeply Honored

[hazel-of-sodor]

Hi Hazel! So, im currently working on a spare bachmann thomas body i had lying around, and I've decided it make it a sort of my own rendition of the Caomhnóir, after a visit to my own railway. (The railway is called the GSR, Galant State Rail, of Galant Island which is a fictional island of the coast of australia) Would you like to see it when its done?

Of course! Im honored you would model an engine after my stories! For reference or anyone intersted, Thomas canonically looks like this in the Guardian AU.

He's a modifed NER E1/LNER J72

I know thats not to everyones taste, so I rarely mention it in storys so people can imagine their version of Thomas in his place, be that CGI, Model series, headcanon, or RWS Accurate.

I wanna draw a realistic tvs Thomas at some point, but I need blueprints for the models (preferably season 5 condition.)

The main motif for Caomhnóir is Gold. The Lady shines through him, so his brass fittings, number one, ect aren't yellow, their gold. A subtle difference. When active, his lamps, fire, and eyes glow golden, and his brass fittings and number one shine.

[nouverx]

Lucifer and Lilith's first meeting be like

[ingravinoveritas]

David, Michael, and the joy of being together...

| GO 1 press tour, 2019 vs. TV BAFTAs red carpet, 2024.

[frownyalfred]

Batman: I don’t kill. It’s wrong.

Batman three minutes later putting on spiked brass knuckles: anyway did I ever tell you about how Superman is a much better person than me?

[aeriondripflame]

thinking about the resentment ned must feel. his brothers were raised in winterfell. his sister was raised in winterfell. his gods are back home in the north and he is sent to the vale alone. his only comfort he finds in his best friend, the more confident and more powerful robert baratheon. sound familiar? when will someone be brave enough to make the ned stark-theon greyjoy comparison.

[keferon]

raise your hand if prowl has stolen your heart in his added list of war crimes he's done.

*raises hand* :3

*also raises hand*

I hope he falls down the stairs🤍🖤❤

[conjuring-ghouls]

Papa being a dork at the Lyon ritual last night (1/?)

[catastrxblues]

EVERMORE by taylor swift (feat. bon iver) — “and i was catching my breath, floors of a cabin creaking under my step. and i couldn’t be sure, i had a feeling so peculiar, this pain wouldn’t be forevermore.”

my #swiftiegiftexchange2024 for @lovesickallovermybed!!!! 🫶🏽🫶🏽

[zeldasadork]

to me mounders are found family but not in a standard siblings-esque dynamic or anything. particularly early on it’s like they have the unshakable camaraderie of like, college dormmates bonded through their mutual befuddlement of what shared teachers they have, or acquaintances stuck in a elevator together, or shipwreck survivors caught in the same stretch of land.

and it’s happenstantial up until they’re maybe a little too loyal a little too giving for what should ultimately amount to amicable neighbors. it’s happenstantial until they start to notice that they choose eachother over and over again, in their own ways. it’s that they care for eachother and they fight for eachother and they mourn for eachother as a whole and individually. and it’s fascinating.

[muzarry]

Suprise kiss 🫢

[qkmlh]

If I think too much about Shockwave I start to get antsy and feral like a dog with their favorite chew toy just steps away hnnnnnn

[gallusrostromegalus]

Mistake for Unohana or Bound for Zaraki?

WhyNotBoth?dotPng

(M for Mature under the cut)

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"...Do you ever regret taking a name?" Unohana asks out of the blue one night.

Zaraki cracks open his eye from where he'd nearly been asleep beside her. She was flat on her back beside him, still naked save for the hip harness from their earlier activities, staring up at the ceiling. Pondering.

" 'S been a pain in the ass more'n a few times but no. No, I'd do it again." He shrugged, rolling onto his side with a bit of a wince and propping himself up on his elbow, looking down at her. "...Why?"

Unohana noted the faint wince. "I told you to tell me if it was too much." She grumbled, prodding at his hip with her knee and refusing to make eye contact.

"It wasn't, I'm just sore from a good workout." he grinned, rolling over her and kissing along her collarbone. "Why d'ya ask though?" He hummed into her neck.

She sighed, slow and melancholy, before reaching up to run her fingers through his hair. It wasn't the first time she'd done this- vulnerability never came easy to those who lived and died by the blade -but sometimes, after she'd taken her pleasure and was still a little drunk with the rush of euphoria, and reassured by his own pleasure from submitting to her, there was a brief window where she could have her heart out to breathe.

"You talked about Kiko'o once. How taking a name was the thing that bound him to the execution grounds. I just wonder if you ever miss... not being human, I guess?" She mumbled, carding her fingers through his hair, letting him settle over her, faces hidden in each other's shoulders.

"There were a coupl'a steps between him taking the name and being trapped on that hill." Zaraki pointed out, eyes closed, ear to her pulse. " 's far as 'not being human'- I'm not entirely sure I am one."

"Oh right- raised by The Eagles." she nodded.

"No, not that- Like uncle Kiko'o, takin' a name didn't make me Not An Eagle- and we were both people before we had names. Not humans, but human ain't the end of people." He murmured, breathing her in. Salty and a little bitter, like every human, but a rich, meaty undertone- Iron, from blood and bone. Whether it was blood from the bodies in the hospital or the bone meal from the garden, he wasn't sure, and there was no real difference between the two. "...But there was a time when I wasn't a person. Something else. Simpler. Clearer."

"Yeah?" She asked, turning her face towards him a fraction of an inch.

Zaraki was quiet for a while.

"...I don't remember." He admitted. "It was... It was before I died- in the living world. I was something else. Not a person. Not an animal neither. Can't remember what though."

"...Do you miss it?" She asked, palms on his shoulders now.

"Hard to miss what I can't remember." he shrugged, kissing her collarbone. "Does bug me sometimes. Not knowin'."

"Hm." She nodded.

A few moments of silence, her fingertips tracing shapes across his shoulders.

"...You?" he finally ventured. "Which name do you regret?"

She huffed, an unvocalized laugh. "Neither, not exactly."

"No, that's not right." she decided a minute later. "If there's a name I regret it isn't Yachiru or Retsu. It's Unohana." She said, something of a smile in her voice, pleased to have realized this.

"Hm?" He asked, not moving from his position, not when he could feel all of her along his body, cool and slack, like water.

"There was a period where- I don't remember my time in the Living World either, just that I died badly. When I reincarnated, out in south 80? I didn't... I didn't become a person again. Not right away." She explained, stumbling a bit. Not quite nervous, but not coming easily either. "There was a while where I was just. Wandering around. Naked. Woke up when I was rested and went to sleep when I was tired. Ate when I was hungry, and wandered as I pleased. No thoughts, only the impulsive pursuit of happiness. I wasn't even an animal, more like- part of the landscape?"

"Did you catch it?" Zaraki asked, listening to her words with one ear and her pulse with the other. "The happiness you were chasing?"

"...I did. Many times." She smiled. "I can't call it Idyllic, I was half-starved most of the time and full of parasites. But there were so many moments of genuine, uncomplicated pleasure. I miss them."

"So why'd you take the name Unohana?" he asked, hand drifting down her side to the curve of her hip.

"I don't know that I took it, not the way you took Kenpachi." She hummed, folding her leg in response to his touch, encouraging him. "I think it was given to me, when I was alive. But I started using it again when I started hanging around with people again, especially The Old Man."

"Hm." Zaraki nodded, hand sliding over the curve of her ass, thumb under the hip harness. "You regret it?"

"Sometimes." She hummed, arching her back and dragging her toes up the back of his thigh. "...But lately, not so much."

"No?" he grinned, squeezing her a bit and kissing up under her ear.

"I like my name a lot better the way you say it." She purred, digging her fingers into his shoulders and making him growl with pleasure.

"Rrrrretsu..." He purred. "-Really glad you like that name. Be real weird for me to moan the other one." he laughed, rolling onto his back, pulling her up onto his chest with him.

"Hah!" She barked, sitting up and straddling his abdomen, gazing down at him with the omniscient benevolence of a God. "Not to make light of your own contribution to the event, but I do think I would have become Retsu eventually."

"I wondered." he hummed, hands on her hips. "Yer too smart for yer own good, you'd get bored bein' Kenpachi after a while."

"That's how we met." She smiled, hands on his chest. "I was only out routing bandits in North 80 because I was bored and out of satisfactory opponents here."

It was his turn to laugh, far too loud, but genuinely pleased. "And did you find it? Satisfaction?" He teased.

"If I didn't know better, I'd think you were fishing for compliments." She mock-scolded him.

"Look, if you can like how your name sounds in my voice, I can like how 'Good Boy' sounds in yours." he grinned, pushing himself up on his elbows to kiss her.

"Hm." She smiled, returning the kiss then pulling back to study his face, hands on his jaw to hold him in place. "I suppose it's the social bondage of having a name that annoys me. Having to bite my tongue to keep the peace begins to feel like a ball gag after a while."

"See if I didn't know better, I'd think you were pokin' me to wax poetic about how much I like bein' tied up." Kenpachi grinned.

"...Maybe I am." Restu smirked, letting go if his jaw and pushing him back down. "Maybe it'll make me feel better about having a name if you tell me how you get off on it?"

"MMMmmmm, you know I can't refuse that." he purred, allowing her to manhandle him- obediently folding his arms up behind his head as she stretched forward, fingers digging into the sides of his ribcage. "Love the way it commands me, Y'know? I got a name, so you've got the power to make me come whenever you call."

"Tstch!" She laughed, slapping his chest, which only made him purr and writhe under her. "Be serious."

"I am!" he protested. "I'm not kiddin' that it feels just as good to feel you in my brain as it does to feel you inside my body." He smirked, flexing his hip so the harness on her hips jingled.

"More'n that- Fuck, I hate having to bite my tongue at meetings too, and it does feel like somethin' in my mouth- but you know damn well I wont do that for anyone else. You've heard me mouth off at Ginrei or the old man, and if Shunsui wants me to keep a civil tongue around his mother-in-law he can keep that ugly bitch on a leash."

Retsu giggled, lying down on his chest. "So you feel it too- the heavyness of taboo on your tongue, the way conventions and manners pull on your body? Doesn't it choke?" She asked, hand sliding up his chest, over his collarbone and under the tight choker of his Eyepatch.

"Feel it all over an' 'specially around my throat, Love." He murmured, rolling his head back and sighing happily. "Annoying as hell, unless it's for your sake. From you, I'd like it tighter. For you, I'll stay bound up however you want for as long as you like."

"...You really know how to charm a girl, don't you?" Retsu sighed fondly, squeezing his throat under the choker and feeling him shiver with pleasure beneath her.

"Didn't spend two and a half decades as the most expensive whore in the afterlife's best brothel for nothin'." Kenpachi grinned. "But it's all yours, Love. However you'd like me."

"However I'd like you, hm?" Retsu grinned, canines appearing along with carnal desires. She pulled herself up a bit, kissing up his throat and nipping at his ear. "I think I'd like you just how you are, actually." "Bakudo 99: Kin." She whispered, and Kenpachi shuddered as her Reiatsu engulfed him, manifesting as bands of spiritual fabric, wrapping around him, binding him in place- Flat on his back, torso exposed, legs folded and spread, and arms bound behind his head.

"Yes. I want you just as you are-" She purred as the final binds wrapped around his head, blindfolding him. "-for as long as it takes for me to find satisfaction again."

"Yes, My Lady." Kenpachi grinned, ecstatic.

[cologona]

The bats cornering Jason and ripping into him for getting another child (Sasha) involved with his villainy when he threw such a fit about there being another Robin.

Sasha: You guys know I’m wanted for murder right? If I weren’t with Jason I’d be in Arkham.

Dick, or someone else idc: What?

Sasha: He’s also… maybe 3 years older than me, at most? If you only count the years he was conscious we’re the same age…

Dick: What?

[borgialucrezia]

RODRIGO BORGIA + his beloved sons

"I remember the joy of holding [Juan] in my arms. A brother for little Cesare at last."

[doliwoli]

Yk I was having a good day before i read the lawrence gordon wiki

[nashvillethotchicken]

Lestat being harlequin not lelio. A romantic lover and trickster vs a friendly gay loverboy oh my god I'm sick