#Diamond glory

[sammydem0n64]

HIHIHIHU FINALLY FINSIHED THE REDESIGNS. I wanted to get these done by the end of June and I DID IT!!! YYAY!!

But yeah heres the redone refs... part 1

[artrsw]

Where legends are born and dreams take flight—on the diamond. Every play, every pitch, every moment counts. ⚾️✨ Click this link : https://tinyurl.com/3pffnmp2

[gloriium]

r 63 (closeups cause tumblr is blurring the hell out of this one)

[dvcky-duck]

*barfs* HI GUYS

I UHH ERRR AH IDK KNOW WHAT ELS3 TO TYPE UHMM

[tanuki-kimono]

Joyful antique outfit, featuring a kimono with colorful hishi (diamond) with tonbo (dragonfly), and a asagao (morning glory) woven obi

[obsessedpianist]

Unrelated but Rohan would be the type who instead of making a diss track, would create a diss manga just to insult AI "art" 😆😆😆

[r0ttenb0gb0dy]

can i take a moment of your time to talk about my patron saint pat the bunny, perchance .

[rolandrockover]

Out on the Streets for the Glory

All For the Glory is one of those songs on Sonic Boom (2009) that is a little more cleverly linked to previous, mostly clearly older Kiss klassiks. To this end, I'd just boldly suggest that All for the Glory has a fundamental core in common with Black Diamond from Kiss' Debut album (1974) .

I think most readers here should be familiar with the ending of Black Diamond on the debut album. You know, the one that sounds like the tonal equivalent of a melting chocolate-caramel bar that slowly and ever-so-slowly drips out of a even slower-moving, overweight person's back pocket, who ends up sitting on it, like in slow motion, and until ultimately not much more than a flat, unidentifiable mass remains.

I have to tell you I'm not at all concerned with this passage (1) , but a whole lot more with this suffering, endlessly drawn-out guitar solo drama that wraps itself around the slowed-down main riff, right before this chocolate-caramel meltdown.

And this is precisely where All for the Glory picks up, and most of all, builds on on its own. With a feel of that Black Diamond solo drama and the attitude of a sports motivation trainer. Which seriously tempts me to come up with another camparison, this time one from the world of sports movies:

If Black Diamond is Rocky, then All For the Glory is Rocky III, oder maybe even Rocky IV.

And if you briefly consider that the original Rocky movie was a sensitive love story and underdog sports and social drama with one of the most culturally memorable soundtracks of the 70s, and Rocky IV on the other hand an over-stylized 80s video clip montage with a good shot of revenge movie fighting action with wealthy bodybuilders, and a Cold War focus on top of that, these two films could hardly be more different in all their devices and messages. They both work quite well independently of each other, but still remain linked to the central subject of an somehow likeable soul who, armed with more heart than brains, simply refuses to give up, and keeps fighting.

Except for the one time when Rocky gets knocked out by Clubber Lang, to which the chocolate melting sequence from Black Diamond would fit perfectly on the other hand.

But wait a minute, that happened in Rocky III.

Side Note:

(1) I just love the comparison and felt the need to smuggle it in somehow.

All For the Glory (2009)

Black Diamond (1974)

[weeewooobitsfallout]

Thoughts on the railroad run (so far)

I forgot that you had to do the whole ‘betray the brotherhood thing’ for the institute and got really worried when they started shooting at me

Like I don’t wanna kill you guys!! You are my weird group of racist cousins! Stop it :(((

Also forgot that in mass fusion that you have to kill 2 assultrons and also a legendary sentry bot? Like??? How???

What type of company owns 50 different types of killing machines??

I . Am so good at drugs. The best, even.

I am also really good at freaking out and taking 50 stinpaks at once

Why can you just??? Take??? The core?? Like??? That feels so wrong??

It also only 4 pounds. I’m pretty sure it shouldn’t be that light

the scientist lady just snatches from you immediately. No thoguhts just grabbers

More people need to talk about how you can just ask the only dude in the commonwealth with braincells (apparently) if he’s ok be kidnapped

Also really really glad I didn’t even try to do anything with the minutemen because I forgot how boring that storyline is compared to this one

Borderline zoned out while the board of directors was talking and just pressed random buttons

Also the speech you give to the commonwealth records your pauses when you are trying to choose what to say. Like wow you really need to put my social anxiety in the game too Bethesda?

Immediately got cutscene jumpscared by just some synth telling me that I need to go tell dez that everyone is going to die and ligit almost pissed my pants

Glory :(((((((((

Nevermind I’m not sad about hurting the brotherhood thing anymore

Btw if you invite Brandis back to the brotherhood in his quest, he shows up at the church and tries to kill you which isn’t the most fun ending to that storyline

Dez either rejects grief as a concept due to loosing so many and is forced to do the same for glory in fear of releasing any other floodgates or she cannot accept her death and instead buries it until she falls into the grave she’s digging and both make me really sad

Tinker Tom does not want to be in a virtibird under any circumstances and I respect him so much for that

Tom does not know how to fly ANYTHING what do you mean ‘he’s the only one who has the skills to do so’???????

Actually now I really want to just. Try to see if the companions know how to drive a car. Or a bike. Or anything.

Yeah, dez. I’m fine with sneaking into the police station where I first met my boyfriend so that I can undermine the very thing he was willing to give his own life for. Yeah that’s cool. I’m down.

*walks into Cambridge police station:* uhh hi guys I’m mister uh *checks hand* not a spy. At all. Yeah, that’s my full name. I like armor? And dislike ghouls? Totally. Uh….. yeah. So, about that helicopter- *dies from humiliation damage*

[sunlessea]

it should have known, the moment its dreams turned so sweet, if one could even claim the masters of the bazaar to have such. it's not as if their kind ever slept properly - and perhaps that's why it's so sensitive, when it's unconscious. not mentally there, not entirely, but just enough to feel how its body slowly shifts from freezing cold to such overwhelming heat, or how subtle the tremble in its legs when pleasure overwhelms its muted senses. the feeling of a wet tongue lapping at its breasts are what made it mewl so pathetically at first, back arched to beg for more even subconsciously, each time its bedmate's lips would wrap around them and suck so gently, 'til they were pink and swollen even without need of lit candle. and what a feat that is! to arouse a curator, and tease 'til their supple nipples provided the vitae that their blood often could not.

it wishes it knew how long cups must have stayed there, moans muffled 'gainst their breast as it fed from it, fingers teasing its swelling clit with little need to undress one whom slept nude with it in the first place. long enough for it to cum, the mess it's left on their hand and both their bodies. even long enough for it to have cum more than once, judging by its sensitivity.

it almost wants to fall back asleep like this, so it can let cups kiss its body in such debauched ways without need of its own personal masquerade. it would let them sweetly ravage it until the sun inside its heart consumed it.

"mmmhhh..." its exhaustion still evident, its eyes barely flutter open, half-lidded and face flushed, to watch how cups spares one of its nipples a last lick, 'fore switching to the other, and taking what was abandoned to squeeze 'tween its fingers instead, 'til milky white covers its fingertips just as well. so gentle, despite their usual ferality, save for how hard it's sucking on them. its finger gliding inside its wet slit feels so soft, how delicately it teases at curling into their entrance. "oh, liviu ... " its voice is hoarse with sleep, tears 'pon its lashes and drool already on its lip, presumably from having came for it so many times already. it shifts itself to lay languid, chest pushed up 'gainst its mouth and thighs parting for its hand. it has to be close again, how its legs shake. the yearning that washes over it is so unbelievably pleasurable, 'til it lifts one claw from cutting into silken sheets, to instead weakly tangle in their hair. its exhaustion makes its raspy moan more erotic, and somehow almost sweet, "hhh ... i - i'm cumming....!"

@londonfallen / mr cups

[grapehyasynth]

AU where Simon and Wille didn't meet at school. Some years down the line, Wille is aware there's a campaign among some celebrities and public figures advocating for the royal family and various nobles to return precious jewels to the countries from which they were extracted and stolen. Felice sends him an Instagram post from pop superstar Simon, who is posed in nothing but strategically placed cascading diamonds. The caption is my diamonds are fake but my crown jewels are real 😉. That night at dinner, Wille brings the campaign up with his parents, beginning a discussion about decommissioning the royal jewels. Oh and he also absolutely slides into Simon's DMs

[midnightchronicles87]

Finally, the piece that's consumed the month of April. Gaze upon it

[gloriium]

flash on 📸

[hrts4kenny]

dope and diamonds

dope and diamonds

dope and diamonds

dope and diamonds

[doctorslippery]

Herbie Crespo

[l0lita777]

Dope and Diamonds