#I am ogling respectfully

[verstappen100]

some screenshots I'm in love with ❤️😵‍💫

[droughtofapathy]

Carolee Carmello and the cast of Nine meet the press ahead of the Kennedy Center production running August 2–11, 2024 in the Eisenhower Theater. See more photos here.

[bipolareffigy]

if i didn’t know i was a lesbian before i really do now cuz like

yeah the deadpool x wolverine ship is great, so happy wade can lick those glazed hawaiian rolls all day long. the rest of the male-attracted world seems to agree.

but my timeline keeps showing me the time ripper scene minus wade and i just wanna sit the algorithm down and tell it that i, personally, get nothing out of shirtless men. please only show me shirtless men if they are being eye fucked by other men.

[bylightofdawn]

I've gotten jack shit written the past few days but have been watching the Expanse instead. I'm on S2E8 and oh my god I love Drummer so much. I want her to wife me.

She gets gut shot, spends an agonizing who knows how long slowly bleeding out because of some traitorous fellow Belters who storm the bridge. They reclaim it, she's literally being dragged out of there and shoves off help, straight up mercs the people who shot/betrayed them and then just marches off I'm assuming to go to the medics to get her gigantic pair of brass balls shined/checked out.

LMAO how did I not spend the past 4 years remembering how amazing Camina is and my gigantic lady crush on her? Honestly, I'm ashamed of myself.

[yurinaa-world]

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Dr. Ratio x Gender-neutral Reader

𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: Looking at ratio statues (dis)respectfully

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff and spelling mistakes,

𝒱𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈 𝑅𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜

Wow. Every detail to the exact version of him. The veins on his muscle—You could even feel it—exactly—except it was a statue made from stone. What a shame that the statue had no face but seemed to have all the other “assets”

“Since when have you ever been interested in my works of art?”

“Since now of course!,” you mumble the next part “Like look at All of this, it’s just really realistic and captures everything.” You say so seriously but he doesn’t believe you because you’ve never cared much about the statues—you were just ogling them like a pervert—insulting that you ogle that statute more than you do him.

You look down before Veritas grabs you by the chin and whips your head to look at him. He certainly did not look happy with that glare in his eyes.

“Such a dirty gaze you have. Shameless imbeciles aren’t you.” 

“What I’m just adorning beauty! You said I should try enjoying the fine things in life and I am! Unless you want me to check you out instead!”

That sly little comment of yours got you bashed hard right on the top of your head. That’s gonna leave a mark for sure.

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[shinobicyrus]

I actually love that "I am looking respectfully" has entered the lexicon because it breaks the false dichotomy of 'leering sex pest' and 'performative, puritanical chastity.'

Because there's a distinct difference between ogling someone and going "nice ass" at them and just...the natural feeling of being attracted to another human being?

You're struck by them, you're humbled by them, you're flooded with awe and yearning and you divert your eyes a little not because you fear your own sexuality but because its dangerous like staring too long into the sun. It's their hair, the outfit they chose, the way they walk, their vibe, the confidence of what they're currently doing at that moment, the totality of them.

I say "I am looking respectfully" like a hopeful prayer because I would throw myself off a cliff rather than disrespect them with my - wait are they looking this way why are they smirking oh God they noticed abort abort I need a cliff someone find me a cLifF

[drunkenlion]

Yes yes and yes! I’ve made bazillions of screenshots while reading Trimax. He’s both the softest boy with pretty smile and walking eldritch horror when he’s full with righteous wrath. Look and those pretty lashes and sad eyes! Look at the butt and his wide back and muscular shoulders! And the blush. The blush 😭😭

Yes, Vash was really a very handsome man in the original. Guess most people just watched 98 anime and not read manga; and the anime looked so so visually, including Vash as well.

I remember early when Stampede aired and people complained they made Vash "too pretty"

As if Vash hasn't ALWAYS been the prettiest and most handsome man ever until the heat death of the universe

[gothic-thoughts]

Whole Lotta Lost

Kaeya Alberich x Black Fem Reader Fluff

Meetcute, Hydro!Reader

CW: Kaeya being the flirty king he is, Diluc pops in for a sec

Word Count: 1125 (give or take)

"Diluc!?" I call out, "Diluc!"

Where the hell did he run off to? I told that bastard to wait for me! First time here, and he leaves me. How am I supposed to know where a damn restaurant is if I've never been to it? Hm. I suppose I could explore—

"Excuse me!"

I stop in my tracks and turn to the direction of the warm voice and my eyebrows widen at a short, black woman jogging towards me. My heart races, thumping in my ribcage watching the blue, waist-length braids sway majestically with each step she took.

I lean on the building next to me, respectfully ogling the way her cacao skin soaks in the rays of the afternoon sun. Diluc can wait. Once she stops in front of me, she looks up at me with eyes darker and prettier than cognac diamonds.

"Whoa, whoa." I say, standing up straight, “What’s the matter, beautiful?"

She pokes her chest. "Me?" 

"Yes, you.” I chuckle, “What happened, are you alright?"

“No. I was...well,” she tucks the braid in her face behind her ear, "You're from around here, right?"

"Oh no; I'm just visiting on...business."

"I was hoping you knew where this coffee shop was. I think it's called 'Pusas' or 'Puspas' or something."

"Hmm...maybe. Is that why you look so frustrated?"

"I'm just pissed cuz I've lost my tour group so I’ve been lost all damn day and you're the first person to try to help me. Or at least respond and it's been--"

"Hey, it's okay; I hate to see you in tears. If it makes you feel better, I'm a little lost myself."

"Really?"

"Yeah, a friend of mine told me to meet him at some café here as well but I'm not sure where it is. Which direction do you believe yours is in?"

She points behind me, "I'm pretty sure it's...that way?"

"Hm, well I was already going that way. What are the chances we're looking for the same place? Or even across the street from one another? C'mon, maybe we can find them together."

"I don't know, you seem like a nice--"

"Oh right, where are my manners?" I hold out my hand, "I realize how suspicious I sound. My name's Kaeya, captain of the Knights of Favonius in Mondstadt."

She happily shakes my hand, "I'm (Y/n)."

I sigh with a giggle, “A pretty name to match a pretty face; how fitting.”

"Thank you."

“I don't mean to be so direct but you're just...breathtaking. Anyway, shall we?"

She smiles brightly as I step out of her way, arm extended to allow her to walk next to me. I glimpse down at the golden heart necklace that accented the red crop top and black shorts she wore. Perhaps she’s from Inazuma...or Liyue. Does she have an elemental power?

I snap out of my thoughts to see her anxiously nibbling on her glossed bottom lip so I try to read her expression better, only to accidentally peek at her cleavage. I clear my throat and snap my gaze to the storefronts we were passing.

"So, where are you from? I couldn't help but notice your clothes, but I didn’t want to assume."

"I'm from Liyue, I'm just visting."

"Really? If you don't mind me asking; do you have any elemental powers?"

"Yeah, I'm guessing you resonate with Hydro? Wait, no, Cryo?"

I laugh, "What gave it away, the blue?"

"Just the blue?" (Y/n) chuckles, "The blue, the fur and the white, yeah."

"My turn; you have....fire?"

"Nope; unlike you, I don't wear my powers on my sleeve."

I laugh, “Fair enough.” Oh I like her. 

Before she could continue, an angry voice called me from somewhere. We turn to look up the street to see Diluc storming over from a restaurant. Oh, there it is; and it wasn't a café at all, huh. (Y/n) takes a step back so I step between her and my brother's disappointed glare.

"Diluc.” I smirk smugly, “I've been looking for you everywhere. Luckily, I found company."

"Who is this?"

"I was just..." I step out of the way to show her off, "...Escorting this lovely lady to the café she's looking for. This is (Y/n), she's visiting Sumeru as well."

"A pleasure meeting you." Diluc bows slightly, before aiming a glare back at me, "We don't have time for this; you can flirt later."

"Oh that’s not it at all. Just tell me where 'Puspa' is and I'll be quick."

Diluc sighs, folding his arms. "2 blocks down; be quick."

"Of course."

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He jogs back across the street and inside. I roll my eyes and continue walking down the street with her hand in mine, guiding her the rest of the way.

"Sorry about him."

"Who was that?"

"That was Diluc, you know, the one that let me get lost. He's my brother."

"He seemed...aggravated."

"Nah, he's always like that."

"Mm. So you flirt a lot, huh?"

I chuckle nervously, "It's nonsense, really. I'm known to give many compliments, but it's never disingenuous. But flirting specifically? I'll be extra sure to keep that between us."

"Mhm...."

"Honest, I'm having way too much fun with you to even consider anyone else. And to prove it, maybe I can take you to dinner sometime."

"Sometime soon?"

I squeeze her hand lovingly, "Oh definitely."

"And how soon would that be?"

"Does...tomorrow sound nice? I doubt I’ll be busy with Mr. Grumpy tomorrow."

"I'd love to. I'm staying at the Shapur Hotel, room 47."

Her hand squeezes mine lightly, so I look down at our joined hands and smile. We turn the corner and she releases a sigh of relief seeing Puspa on the next corner. Her lips dawn a playful smirk as we step closer. Once we're at the storefront she turns to face me.

"Thank you so much, Kaeya."

"My pleasure." I raise her hand to my face, dipping my head a little to kiss her knuckles lightly, "Maybe I owe it to Diluc for leaving me, because then I would've never met you."

"You are flirt."

"On second thought, he gets no credit for putting that in your head."

"So you're not?"

"My words always come from the heart; I only say what's on my mind."

She smiles, "Pick me up at 7?"

"I'll see you tomorrow then, beautiful." I delicately kiss her hand, and start to walk back, "Enjoy Sumeru for me."

"Oh, and another thing..."

I turned back to her only to be hit in the face with a small orb of water. I shake my hair dry and stammer in surprise while she laughs and walks inside and all I can do is resist the urge to follow. Oh I really like her.

[demibats]

eddiextransmasc reader is all i’ve ever wanted

look no further , anon !

eddie x transmasc! reader

cw: reader wearing a binder, insecure!reader, mentions of reader before coming out and socially transitioning, comfort eddie,

you’re laying in bed , listening to eddie narrate the introduction to his most recent campaign . he’s excited , laying on your chest as he adds his dramatic flourishes . he pauses between paragraphs and presses a kiss to your collarbone before setting atop your chest . under him , he feels your chest tighten as you suck in a breath .

“you want me to get off?” he asks , making sure you’re not uncomfortable .

“it’s just my binder,” you reply sheepishly , “it’s just some pressure .”

eddie cocks his head to the side, reaching out to rub a thumb over the apple of your cheek . he’s lost in thought , brows furrowed for a moment , “you can take it off . ‘s jus’ me. gotta make sure my boyfriend is comfy-cozy.” he chimes , thin and pink lips curling up into a smile .

your cheeks heat up, a bit nervous at his comment . eddie’s known since the early years of high school that you felt … different . presenting femininely was never your MO , and eddie’s initial thoughts were that it was punk rock to see a girl defy gender roles in such a patriarchy-dominate world . then when you came out to him , it made even more sense . and he’s been nothing but supportive since , but it still makes the shells of your ears red when he mentions things related to your identity .

you squeak out a small , ‘i know’ , eyes landing on his apologetic smile for a second . his touch comforts you , enough to carefully move from his bed and undress .

respectfully , he looks away from your figure , not wanting his ogling to make you insecure or uncomfortable . you lift the faded Rush shirt over your head , then fight with your binder for a few moments before it’s off . you shrug the baggy shirt back over your torso and exhale a sigh of relief .

“better?” he asks , head cocking to the side out of genuine curiosity . nodding , you slide back in bed next to him , resting your head on his chest , listening to the subtle thrum of his heartbeat .

first eddie x trans masc!reader blurb and i feel kinda proud . i’ve been through this exact same situation with my partner , and feeling accepted as i am makes me all the more happy in my identity . i hope there are some trans mascs out there that read this and know that they’re valid and loved <33

[thotsforvillainrights]

Can I request a one shot of Giran comforting his “ secretary” (aka reader ofc) after them and one of his employees got into a fight please?

(Also how is the baby so far? How long are you?)

(How am I doing? I have some info tacked onto the end of this post regarding the baby HERE! Also I am officially 22 weeks along. Wow time seems to be speeding by so very quickly omg!)

~Cat Fight~

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

Just because you loved and respected him didn't mean you felt the exact same about his coworkers. You made sure to always keep your guard up no matter how comfy you got around the others. This is because whether it was a client or a worker, it was a villain all the same. You learned your lesson a very long time ago when you trailed with him to work on day and got caught in an alleyway by a potential client. Had it not been for Giran nearby to save you, that fucker might've hurt you or worse. Since that day, you silently vowed to never get caught slipping again, and to never need Giran to come to your rescue either.

"Another productive day at the gym baby?" The old man asked with a smirk on his face as you entered his office covered in sweat. You nodded and looked around for a change of clothes you always kept in the room somewhere. He chuckled and watched you. "Y'know if you're gonna be my secretary, I'll need you on time for work more often than this babe." He teased you and you rolled your eyes before looking at him with a smirk. "Yeah? I'll try to keep that in mind the next time you're the reason I'm late after a long night hmm?" He smiled at you before turning his attention to his work. You silently celebrated your triumph and getting the last word over him as you undressed in the corner of his room and prepared to use the office shower room.

Careful of the curious eyes ogling you from beyond the thin lenses of those glasses~

After changing clothes into something much fresher, you'd went to take care of your usual tasks. When you first took up this little job for him, he was extremely hesitant on letting you in. The way he saw it, you were better suited as arm candy and someone for him to love on rather than getting mixed up in the black market dealings he took place in. You eventually proved your potential to him and he finally started to relax bit by bit. The two of you trusted each other not only as partners behind closed doors, but partners in the business too. You never had to worry about him either way and he didn't for you either. At least until you caught glimpse of the new hire...

What the hell was he thinking hiring them!? Some sexy little thing trotting down the hall with an arm full of paperwork no doubt on the way to his office. You grit your teeth and watched carefully, the sway of her/his/their hips as you got passed up. Perhaps the most noticeable trait was the soft cat ears atop their head and the tail swishing in time with their steps. There was no way in hell you'd let this sit without a complaint. Later that night when you got home, you laid everything on him. He laughed and brushed it off before pulling you into a hug. "I aint even fully in charge of hiring folks for different projects baby, you know that! besides, none of these people are really all that permanent. The only one is you...in every way possible." He smirked before nibbling along your neck and taking your mind off the subject right away. It wasn't as if he was lying to you though. He had no interest in the new hire in the least bit. His mind was on work and getting the new products pushed to get the sales up quickly for the winter months.

But you can't say the same for the new employee. It was increasingly obvious the longer you surveyed their behavior...

They had a thing for your Giran.

When you finally found a calm day to approach, you made sure to have a relaxed expression at first. Respectfully you let them know that Giran was taken and wasn't looking for anyone else aside from you right now...or EVER. What you wanted to hear was a polite apology and reassurance this wasn't the case. Instead you heard a loud laugh as the newbie rolled their eyes at you and smirked. "Oh please. You might've been first but I promise you after a few more days, I'm gonna be his last sweetheart. Why don't you hang up your shitty little blazer and those busted ass shoes and give it a break eh?" Perhaps a few seconds later a fight had broken out. Thankfully the two of you lacked any defining quirk that would grant an advantage so there was no need to feel outmatched. It was a fair fight...until you started wailing on them. Giran himself had to come break the fight off.

Let's just say the new hire was terminated rather quickly and you had a lengthy punishment pertaining to your behavior today. Or rather a reminder of the fact he wouldn't dare leave you. No further need to worry. Shortly afterward he'd taken a second to be more gentle than usual, pulling you into a soft embrace and rubbing small circles into your back. "How many times am I gonna have to nail this into your thick pretty little skull? I said it a million damn times but I suppose I'll say it a million times more if need be." He sighed before placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I love you, and you should know it by now. I aint gotta say it every day and every hour do I? It's you and only you, and I mean that Y/N. Now if you don't mind, would you please stop beating the shit out of my other workers so we can get something productive done tomorrow?"

[thetalkingwave]

I am looking respectfully*

*ogling 😔😔

[wannab-urs]

I am (dis)respectfully ogling the little tummy pooch and the little happy trail, and if you are not doing the same... shame.

people wanting men to wear crop tops and then being grossed out at happy trails. you fool thats the point of men wearing crop tops

[lavendertowerarchives]

I'm sick of being randomly attracted to people.

All it takes is for M to wear slightly form-fitting pants and a tight black top to make me remember I find her "hot." I worked with her for the entirety of last quarter in my software refactoring class, and we became slightly acquainted. I thought she was cute then, and now that we have two other classes together, I find her attractive once more.

It's tiring. I'll do uncharacteristic things to get her attention now, like pay attention in class, pointedly so during her presentation today. What do I hope to gain from this? Hell if I know. I never thought that far ahead. Yeah, I want to fuck her now, yeah, I want to do miscellaneous "cuddly shit" with her, but am I going to get there? No. Not only am I never going to make it to those landmarks, I'm not even going to try. It would be too much effort to devote any brainpower/time to this romantic/explicit exploit.

I often see an attractive person and make note of it. Nothing serious, nothing important, nothing even worth thinking about. Maybe I'll ogle them as respectfully as I can (I'm under no illusion that I'm a gentleman. I'm a creep and a lusty coward). Occasionally, the object of my attraction will be someone I know. Then it gets messy. I see them repeatedly, each time refreshing my internal view of them. Each time, I have to go through the motions of remembering that they do not want me as a person, a friend, or a romantic partner.

I don't want it. I never really "wanted" it in the first place, I just gave in to it. I have for 10 years now. It takes up too much of my headspace. Now, I have to make a conscious effort not to get wrapped up in writing a story in my head of a parasocial relationship with the object of my lust. Differing decisions I could make, different things M could say, different scenarios which we're placed in. None of it matters and I want it to stop. I want it to stop being so easy to go down that road. I wish I could just appreciate someone's beauty/style/body and just be done with it. As of now, I can't.

Even right now, as I write this, as I get ready to leave wherever I'm working to go to class, I'm distracted by the thought of M. I'm pissed off at my distraction, I'm distracted by me being pissed.

[spookyspiderboiii]

me watching Elephant Heart/Elefantenherz: Daniel so beefy 👁👄👁

[leviosally]

Oh my heck, this is stunning…😍🤩 the detail, the stars on Crowley’s dress, the feathers, their lovely little faces…I am looking respectfully, disrespectfully, all of it. I am ogling this masterpiece 😍🥰🤩

Champagne

- Do you remember that night, in Paris...? - Oh, I do remember Paris, yes... - All the men in the room wanted to dance with you. - And several of the women. - But you didn't dance with any of them. - Well, you didn't dance either, angel. - Angels don't dance! - Shame... - ... - At least we had champagne. - We did, rather, yes... quite a lot of it...

They are both looking. Very disrespectfully.

[ageless-aislynn]

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