#Joe Manganiello imagine

[zonaenthusiast]

So... the rumors were true, both of them were an open secret for months now. I have to say I've never been really convinced by her but we'll see, I'm not going to reject her either.

But Joe Manganiello... god, I finished True Blood just three months ago, this is incredible and I think they could do the funniest thing imaginable and cast Alexander Skarsgard as Doflamingo. I presented my case back then. Besides, I recently finished Succession too, he is so good at playing a rich and powerful freak asshole.

[manganiello]

my favourite past time is imagining that Joe Manganiello is giving me a personal strip show, letting me oil him up and grinding me while wearing a thong 😩

[notasmoothman]

The Steddie (or just in general) potential of this

Just learned that Joe Manganiello, Sofia Vergara’s husband and famous actor, grew up a GIANT nerd and was into all the classics: DnD, comics, heavy metal, etc etc. He also hosts and dms campaigns to this day with other public figures in the basement of his and Sofia’s Hollywood home

Imagine with me:

Rockstar!Eddie Munson of Corroded Coffin fame and his hot husband Steve who the media loves to fawn over live in this beautiful private home in Southern Cali. The rest of the party is famous in their respective fields as well, but only people who have done a deep-dive into Corroded Coffin know about Eddie's Hawkins friends. The media is well aware of Eddie's musical and fantasy inspirations, as both have a heavy hand in CC's music. So, really, it's not a shock during a tv interview when Eddie says that he still plays DnD on the reg and dms campaigns for his friends. What IS shocking, however, is the seemingly random cast of famous people who come over to his basement for said campaigns.

Eddie doesn't give them a full list of names or anything, but he does mention that they're all old friends who reconvene when they can to play and catch up. He points out enthusiastically that Will Byers, one of the players, actually got a chance to illustrate one of the newer DnD guidebooks.

This all barely has time to settle with Corroded Coffin's fanbase and the media alike before, shortly after the interview airs, Steve posts a video online of their whole DnD group sitting in a basement that truly looks like a nerd dungeon, Eddie narrating some dramatic twist in the plot over a cacophony of shouts from the players. The camera turns back to look at Steve rolling his eyes with a smile, Robin, Nancy, Jonathan, and Argyle on a couch in the background. The video is captioned "Dorks and Doofuses night".

People from a lot of different fan groups freak out: the entire Corroded Coffin band, tech genius Dustin Henderson, NASA scientist Erica Sinclair, basketball star Lucas Sinclair, DnD illustrator Will Byers, and a few people unrecognizable to the public are seated at the table, and behind the camera are award-winning photographer Jonathan Byers, linguist expert Robin Buckley, weed CEO Argyle, and investigative journalist Nancy Wheeler. All just hanging out there. In Steve and Eddie Munson's basement.

The internet EXPLODES.

Bonus: Just think about Steve being the hottie house husband who is exasperated but also endlessly endeared by Eddie's nerd chaos. He brings everyone drinks and baked goods throughout every session. Think about it.

Bonus-Bonus: Steve opens the newest conspicuously large package that has been delivered to their house. He sighs, staring at the giant custom-built monster head. "Eddie!"

A crashing noise sounds from upstairs. "IS IT HERE?"

[gayhoediaz]

not any of my business AT ALL but noticed you said buck was too young for you at 6 years older and then I got curious....what is your type? (obvs feel free to ignore)

it’s absolutely your business my daddy issues is my favorite topic. just. imagine me tucking my feet up under myself 🥰

no read more link i'm making this everyone's business <3

(we're doing this mainly based off of looks just to make it easy. i'm also someone who values physical attraction greatly, so it makes sense to me. personally. i'll talk a little bit about just general personality and vibes at the end, though!)

get in losers, we're objectifying men! (with respect, and the acknowledgment that just like women, they are all real people, and have a lot more to offer, even the characters, they're played by real people. and i'm sure they're all wonderful people until i'm proven otherwise.)

okay. so.

i’m a pretty introspective person and i’ve actually been thinking about this lately because my taste is. relatively. unpredictable.

i did indeed say that buck would be too young for me at roughly 6 years older and i stand by that because here’s the thing: i feel like when people think of daddy issues in terms of age, they think of. people being interested in people who are. a little bit older. my personal daddy issues run so deep, i need them older. (we’re specifically talking about men. i like women too - but that’s neither here nor there and i have a good relationship with my mom, so that’s not what we’re talking abt rn.) i’m into men that like. if i told you they were my dad, you would not fucking blink.

and it’s not just the age. being an objectively attractive man roughly 20 years my senior? that’s not necessarily enough. we’re going off of celebrities and fictional characters right now cause it’s just an easy way to explain things but there are plenty of men who are very objectively attractive and are twenty years older than me, but who just. don’t look it. and i absolutely see why people thirst after them but they’re just. not for me. like. okay.

manny montana? very pretty. i love looking at him. and he is much older than me. and yet, not my type.

same with like. andy samberg. so. very. pretty. and roughly a couple decades older than me. my type? nope.

now - tony dalton?

yeah. yeah.

^^^ and it’s not just “lalo’s hot” no no no no no my ass is in the discord server at 3am losing it over pictures like this:

(^^^ he's not btw. not to me.)

when i tell y’all i’m hopeless i am HOPELESS

anyway moving onto someone else i’m feral about: billy burke but ONLY when he’s scruffy okay?

this? i mean i wouldn’t… not let hit, but

when i say im feral abt billy burke i’m talking about charlie swan and i’m talking abt this:

honorable mention i am also feral as fuck abt robert knepper

and now, i can hear you saying "oh nie, i get it, so you're not attracted to men who have like chronic boy face, i get it!!! you're into like. the jeffrey dean morgan, joe manganiello types!"

nope. i am not the slightest bit attracted to either of those men. like. *vanessa hudgens voice* i get it. i respect it.

not for me tho.

NOW. there is a little bit of a gray area when we talk about men who like... have chronic boy face and everything else about them is just... not that energy.

like. raul castillo for example.

(he looks a lot like a young version of my maternal grandpa, but that's just. something we're not gonna touch rn.) first of all? my immediate reaction is not "let me hit" my first reaction is very similar to manny montana in the sense that like. so. pretty.

but also? tummyyyyyyy so nvm let me hit yk what i mean?

(for some reason jon bernthal also goes in this category. they don't look anything alike but. same vibes to me in terms of how attracted i am, personally. where it's like. sure. yknow?)

i am also forever a mustache warrior, okay, shave off a mustache? doesn't usually necessarily ruin it for me, but grow one? it's better. immediately. actually, while oliver, just like buck, is too young to be my type, the only picture in existence where i am even the slightest bit attracted to oliver is the one from that photoshoot where the lighting accidentally made it look like he had one:

that's it. that's the only one.

(while we're on the topic of 9-1-1 cast: ryan also is too young for me, but i am very attracted to him when he has long hair. the second it's gone, he's just a silly little guy to me. i'm not really attracted to peter, although i wouldn't... say no. i'm here for kenny, though. absolutely. anytime.)

now so i feel less bad about objectifying every single man mentioned in this post, let's talk personalities (not specifically the ones mentioned, because i don't know them. this is just abt me and just general vibes that i'm drawn to) i need the vibe to be like. relaxed, which i think loops right back around to daddy issues, of course - it's not that i would be turned off if i'm with a man and he needs to cry on my shoulder 'cause something happened, that's fine - but generally there needs to be a feeling of just. not a lot of stress, not a lot of anxiety, things are handled, things will work out - you know. and usually, you tend to get that from people who are. a lot older. even people in their 30s don't usually have their shit together like that. (which is fine!!) but it's just so. just. easy to breathe when someone's like "eh, i'll fix it" (and yes, my love language is indeed acts of service)

as i put it in another post at some point: [billy burke in twilight] awakened the innermost parts of me that yearn to be railed by scruffy, mustached men old enough to be my father who look like they smell like a campfire and taste like tobacco and like i would tell them i wanted dick and they would nod once and say "yes ma'am"

the end <3

[astroismypassion]

Hi! Good morning or good evening!

I was curious, who is your favorite celebrity couple, and do you have more than one?

Personally, mine is Lionel Messi (Sun in Cancer) and Antonella Roccuzzo (Sun in Pisces).

I love that they are childhood sweethearts.

I'm also biased as I'm a Sun in Pisces and love cancer placements, and for the most part, get along incredibly well with them.

Have a great and fantastic day!

Hi,

oh there are a few. Some of them already broke up though. Believe it or not I quite enjoyed celebrity couples who had also 8th house overlay in synastry somewhere in there.

Similarly, like you mentioned with your preferencce for Cancer Pisces, I like Taurus Sun Cancer Sun couples. That's why I always loved Megan Fox (Taurus Sun) and Brian Austin Green (Cancer Sun) together. I think he has a Capricorn Moon, which I love, it gives perhaps a tad more stable energy than a regular Cancer haha you know. But yeah, he had Taurus 8th house, which makes sense. I think it was already so long that they lasted, it was admirable how long they were together and the family they created, which I think is rather big. But also just the fact that when they were raising children, they were really private about their life, there wasn't much press about the two at the time.

Then I also liked Emma Stone (Scorpio Sun) and Andrew Garfield (Leo Sun), they actually have really good compatibility, despite Scorpio Leo Sun "clash". But then again Andrew Garfield has Scorpio over the 8th house and Pluto in the 8th, I think too, but I would have to double check that Pluto.

I liked Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, which I honestly thought will be the longest Hollywood marriage in history. It sad how it ended like that and so abruptly. Which got me thinking, whether Aries Moons are "fated" to be single parents or witness violence in the family circle. It's really worrisome. Honestly, I often hear the most outrageous stories about how family life really was years after by or from Aries and Scorpio Moons.

And now just recently, Sofia Vergara (Cancer Sun) and Joe Manganiello (Capricorn Sun), now that came as a shocker. Because, just strictly astrologically speaking, they have a bomb compatibility. Like you would imagine these two being together 10+ years. So I thought there will be a longer marriage due to really good compatibility.

I also liked some others, that was better for the both parties to end probably, but I kind of liked Selena Gomez and Justin Bieber, but also Miley Cyrus and Liam Hemsworth. I think they made sense together, even though they were different, but I guess there were a lot of ego clashes, due to 8th house synastry in both cases and it seemed like it was wiser to break up for both parties.

I think the example you have is really good actually! Pisces and Cancer Suns are so often each other's first love yeah.

This was a really interesting question that really got me thinking.

@astroismypassion

[bigfan-fanfic]

EXCUSE ME??? ON THAT SLADE ASK BOUT TITS WHO WAS IN THAT GIFT??? MAN LOOKS SO SCRUMPTIOUS

Joe Manganiello, my face claim for Slade. I like to imagine Slade with slightly shaggy salt and pepper hair like him.

[castformbignaturals]

Okay, but imagine the program ALSO gets fooled (by the glasses and the hair part and the body language etc...) and thinks its found someone like John Hamm or Joe Manganiello?

And then Clark has to stop Lois from climbing every vaguely similar man she meets like trees to see if she fits in their muscular arms the same way, internally screaming all the while,  

Uh oh.

[usagirotten]

Of Dice and Men Is Receiving A New Edition For D&D’s 50th

Simon & Schuster has exciting news for Dungeons & Dragons enthusiasts! In honor of the game’s 50th Anniversary, they are releasing an updated edition of the book “Of Dice and Men: The Story of Dungeons & Dragons and The People Who Play It” by David M. Ewalt.

What’s New?

- Fresh Chapters: This edition includes new chapters that delve deeper into the game’s fascinating history. - Foreword by Joe Manganiello: The book now features a foreword by the talented actor and D&D enthusiast, Joe Manganiello.

The Journey of D&D

“Of Dice and Men” traces the journey of Dungeons & Dragons from its humble beginnings on the battlefields of ancient Europe to its status as a global phenomenon. Explore the game’s evolution, from the creators’ vision to the formation of TSR and beyond.

Impact and Legacy

Discover how D&D influenced culture, inspired subcultures, and became a beloved pastime for over 30 million fans worldwide. Whether you’re a seasoned player or a curious newcomer, this book sheds light on America’s most popular form of collaborative entertainment.

Get Involved!

- Play the Adventure: To kick off the celebration, fans can participate in a free tournament-style adventure called “Descent into the Lost Caverns of Tsojcanth”. Join in at local game stores, conventions, or even online. - Upcoming Releases: Keep an eye out for new D&D books hitting shelves this year, including titles like “Vecna: Eve of Ruin” and “Quests from the Infinite Staircase”. - Merchandise: Converse footwear, LEGO sets, and D&D-themed Pop-Tarts are just a taste of the exciting merchandise coming your way.

Join the Adventure!

Celebrate 50 years of imagination, camaraderie, and epic quests. Whether you’re a dungeon master or a curious adventurer, D&D’s legacy continues to shape the world of gaming. Roll those dice and embark on your own heroic journey! Stay tuned for more D&D magic throughout the year! 🎲📚✨

Read the full article

[as-mod-eus]

NOTHING COMPARES TO THE SOUND OF OUR VIOLENCE,                                                               — A SELF-PARA CAPTURING APOCALYPTIC SLUMBER                                                       pertinent to: reuven aronov

Consider this an open starter to all! this muse is played by jon bernthal but can alternatively be played by joe manganiello. this scene is set in the last of us apocalypse. ( @indiestarter​ )

TRIGGER WARNING! The following self-para contains potentially triggering content such as: clickers/zombies (The Last of Us), gore, survivalism, guns and religion. If you liked this self-para and want to reply to it, feel free to reblog, like or reach out to me to plot! I’m currently open to new mutuals and would love some threads in response to this.

      HE SITS BESIDE a dwindling flame, broad shoulders hunched under the weight of perpetual nightmare. His hair has long since dried of sweat and rain and the waves fall forward, unkempt, long, upon the bridge of his nose. He is catching his breath, and desperately trying to listen to the sound of it, and it only. Outside, beyond plywood and nails, hails the great destroyer—the final extinction of humanity, croaking, ravenous and decayed. In the night he imagines himself distorted; trapped between the violence of reality and the violence of death. A purgatory where green grass is still mowed down into polite front yards, and his girls would come running into the house at exactly 2:45pm, all scuffed knees and elation. Radiating a happiness and gratitude for life that is found only in childhood, and after narrowly escaping one’s own end.

     Reuven is aged with witnessing death all around, all the time. His hair has begun to gray in flecks upon his sideburns, and as the night howls in its hymn of slaughter, the man begins to blur at the edges of his being. A mind fighting to stay alert because danger is near. A body fighting for rest and revive because danger is near. He becomes the candlelight, flickering in the ice-cold stagnant air, until he dematerializes into nothing, an echo of this flame stifled and gone. Dragged out of his awareness, out of his body. He and the night are one, and, if even just for a moment, the demons on earth have vanished.

     He dreams of full beaches and ice cubes clinking into cocktail glasses. Beautiful, full, forests, wild and safe. Hikes to the end of the trail and back; hoisting his toddler up onto his shoulders when nap time came around, and ham sandwiches on a dingy old blanket passed down through Aronov generations. That blanket usually drapes over the back of the tufted leather couch, a dark centerpiece in the vibrant living room. His wife lays, relaxed, over its arm, their third born drinking nutrients and life from her body. She is beautiful. More beautiful than he’s ever witnessed her before, and he feels that if he weren’t so physically tired he might feel emotion take executive control over his features. Draw his eyes inward, prickle inside his nose with impending tears, until they’d fallen over the threshold of his gaze, and he proclaimed his love, suddenly,, aimlessly, for his family.

     The man lays sprawled out over the molded couch of a deceased someone’s grandmother. His body is too heavy now. His mind too entranced.  The song of the dead is deafening outside these four walls. It presses in upon the silence. It threatens to coax him from this feather-light purgatory.

     Follow the old wooden boards of this home, creaking with the wind’s assault, and on the far end there is a door cracked open. Twitching and mindless limbs are meandering through the opening. Blank eyes unseeing. They drag ankles along grooves in the hardwood; they seek and seek and don’t know for what.

     Reuven’s blood is pumping in one cycle throughout his tissues every half second. His cheeks are pinked with the cold. His breath creates warm clouds above his mouth. His mind—explosive with a new, chemical, imagined reality. A safe reality.  In his unawareness, he is in bliss. Just beyond the hallway wanders a being. A jerking, clicking shadow that disappears into the kitchen.

     Gods come in many forms, as do angels and saviors. When Reuven is awake he tells of  a childhood worshiping a god without its mortality; a coming adulthood with transformed ideas of a creator, and then a total losing of religion. Tonight, Reuven’s god is a rat, scuffling horrendously across broken tile when the devil’s manifestation encroaches upon its dinner.

     That demon, with face burst through and eroded to nothing but razor teeth and fungal plates, it erupts with a guttural screech. Its wail is that of wrath. Blinding, overcoming, all-consuming wrath. Limbs whip out with fingernails drawn, hitting nothing, spasming back into twitchy animation when silence relieves its ire. It groans something long and sickening. Reuven has pulled forth into reality by the tightness of his chest and the anvil drop of panic in his abdomen. For a second he is still asleep, but his eyes are open, and his body becomes mechanical. Beside him, his automatic rifle clanks against something in his backpack, and his pupils dilate in the blink of an eye. He is sinking back into the shadows of a corner, his large form becoming a fraction of his height. Fingers are trembling, and his body is betraying him, for every fiber of his being is beckoning back  in the sleep he’s abandoned.  His heart now  beats to the tune of one-hundred-and-twenty beats per minute .

      This demon twitching in the shadows is just as much of a divine manifestation as he is, and for some reason that has brought the religion tinkling back into his tired psyche. Perhaps just the mind’s way of coping with the unsurpassable and unparalleled stress of death knocking on life’s door. It began with the calculating, algorithmic comprehension of razor-sharp instinct flipping back on in his groggy mind. Then a sense of numb, followed shortly by the passing, irrational and insane thought that this undead being was beautiful. Simply for... existing. The same manifestation of energy and wavelength as Reuven, or the birds, or the sky, or the whales in the sea.

     Because, to accept the reality of the demon for what it truly was—a horrific materializing of humanity’s end—at this moment, would have meant certain death.

     The man held his breath, becoming stoic in the shadows beside the couch, awaiting the arrival of his reaper. In his hands he cradled his weapon: lovingly, possessively. Reuven gradated into the darkness that had befallen him. Inhaled a slow and tempered breath through nostrils.

    Then, he moved.

     Silent, careful shuffles, out of the corner, to try to reach for his backpack. Slowly. Silently. Carefully.

[thorntopieces]

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Please stop trigger tagging with #epilepsy tw/cw/warning/etc.

I need every single person to understand how horrible tumblr’s tagging system is

I go into the tag for epilepsy and its all flashing lights. We can’t use our own tag because people without epilepsy fill it up with improper warnings.

Use ‘flashing’ in place of ‘epilepsy’ in your tags. You aren’t warning people of epileptics, you’re warning us of flashing lights. Please please tag properly. Epileptics say this endlessly and constantly and it’s ignored. You are risking lives by doing this.

Here’s proof of what I mean:

THIS POST IS 100% OKAY TO REBLOG, I ENCOURAGE PEOPLE WITHOUT EPILEPSY TO ESPECIALLY DO SO!

[afterlikefm]

De acordo com o decreto real publicado em 01 de março de 2023, a seguinte uma Fábula, completa ou incompleta, foi orgulhosamente convidada a se juntar ao festejo d'A Seleção de Vossa Majestade Real, a Fada Rainha, junto de sua família. Este convite automaticamente se transformará em uma borboleta enfeitiçada uma vez que a confirmação de sua presença seja enviada. Não esqueça de ler nosso conjunto de NORMAS e nossas REGRAS DE ETIQUETA. Por favor, confirme sua presença através do envio de sua conta em até 48 horas após a leitura deste telegrama.

╰     ⧼     joe manganiello, homem-cis, ele/dele     |     BELIEVER por imagine dragons     ⧽     ✶     —     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄    …   poderíamos ler o conto chamado A BELA E A FERA com o ADAM / FERA, aliado com OS HERÓIS. Em Fantasia, com seus QUARENTA E SEIS anos, ele veio de JAUNT JOLIE, onde atua como LORDE, tornando-se bastante explícito que serve a CASA BEAUMONT. Os pássaros me disseram que ele não está participando da Seleção. Típico, considerando sua reputação de ser TEMPERAMENTAL, CONTROLADOR e AUTO-CRÍTICO, embora eu deva admitir que possa ser CORAJOSO, COMPASSIVO e CARISMÁTICO. Será que os filhos dele vão seguir o mesmo caminho?  

[imaginealotofthings]

Imagine getting a special treat on your 10th wedding anniversary from your guy...

For your 10th wedding anniversary; your stunning husband Joe had treated you to a couple of weeks away on a Greek island. You were having such an amazing time, doing so many activities and getting quality time with your wonderful man. 

You’d gone down to the secluded beach early one morning. You were in a quiet area, so there was merely a few passing bodies every now and again. Joe had gotten to the beach before you today, as you were getting your bag together and he was going to get you a spot set up. 

Stepping onto the sand you inhaled deeply - the fresh sea air hit your lungs. Moments like this you realised how lucky you were. You headed down to where Joe had layed out your towels. Concerned, you looked around as Joe was nowhere to be seen. Assuming he’d gone to get some drinks you set your stuff down and got comfy on your sunbed. 

All of a sudden you heard water whoosh - pulling your sunglasses down your nose you see your husband emerge from the ocean. Your jaw dropped in amazement - your husband was a vision of beauty. 

You blushed as he walked over to you pulling the water through his hair. 

“How do you still give me butterflies after 10 years of marriage?”  you giggled. 

Without saying anything Joe began dancing over you, then began grinding on you - is he giving me a lap dance you thought to yourself?”. You began giggling. Bringing his mouth to your ear. 

“Happy Anniversary baby!” He whispered 

You were going to enjoy this. 

You were speechless. What did you do to deserve this man...

|Request - maybe a part 2?

[tumblethroughthekaleidoscope]

Last Knight on Earth - Zack Snyder's Justice League (2021)

[niazha16]

Professor Joe?

Professor Jason?

Professor Roman?

I’ll do lil drabbles or one shots if you guys have any for them

[grishamanimationstudios102]

[While reviewing an episode of Season 9 on the 1980s Smurfs cartoon show...] Brainy Smurf: Why's every Smurf in a different timeline? Are they just struggling to get home with no conclusion? Who did this?

Hefty Smurf: [on the plot] I was told it was a new format.

Brainy Smurf: [sarcastic] Ooh, a new format!

Hefty Smurf: A breakthrough.

Brainy Smurf: And what would that new format be, Mr. Strong Smurf? The Time Tunnel?!

Hefty Smurf: This is breaking through.

Brainy Smurf: And that pink-furred marsupial creature is getting on my last nerve!

[beardandbooty]

ngl ive been thinking about thor and blowjobs since i sent the last anon and just how big do u think thor's dick would be, like??? i've always thought it would be normal size, but i suppose he is a god so... -🌺 anon

HI FLOWER ANON IM GLAD UR BACK BECAUSE I WANTED TO TALK ABOUT THOR AND BLOWJOBS BUT MOD L GOT TO IT BEFORE ME BUT SHE RIGHT THO, THOR IS MASSIVE like I don’t make the rules. He gives off a literal big dick energy like he’s a fucking god so I highly doubt that he’s anything less than fucking glorious under the belt like please

Also, a slight aside:  he like any good guy should be like don’t give a blowjob to a douche is always in utter amazement at you when you go down on him, and even more so bc he’s had people be like oh uh how about a handjob instead, he’s that big. 

Anyway, Thor’s legitimately like 8 inches or something near enough and I stand by that forever and always and I would happily choke trying to give Thor a blowjob like let me at that dick okay

- Mod Shelby