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[aninonimosstuff-blog]

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[samson-the-whale]

Fanart for @aninonimosstuff-blog TW

(I totally didn't do this like at 2 in the morning...)

Yippee trauma (my art isn't made to encourage bad behaviour and abuse this is just me giving characters silly trauma so please don't take it the rong way)

[morally-incorrect-turbotastic]

[sophmeeh]

K bonitos los novios x"3

[mysticteenageturtles]

Wanted to share my humanized turbo and whiplash teehee x3

Also I love them sm

[dexstoner]

The little meow meows

(( Wir oc, Fast by @aninonimosstuff-blog , check em out!! ))

[spookilysweet]

you know what, yeah I'm posting them. HEEHEE 😋

that 2hr video got ahold on me same as everyone but I've had this oc for like a year or so actually. ANYWAYS SILLINESS BE UPON YE

[shurisneakers]

part 2 dropping tonight besties

(turn on post notifications for @shurisneakersupdates if you want a notif for the fic!!)

[raurquiz]

#happybirthday @MRodOfficial #michellerodriguez #actress #fastandfurious #fastfive #furious7 #f9 #fastx #residentevil #retribution #DungeonsandDragons #HonorAmongThieves #avatar #girlfight #swat #BloodRayne #turbo #machete #BattleLosAngeles #Smurfs #TheLostVillage #widows #lost

[brahms4thrackett]

I am highly of the opinion wishful thinking that Something Else did happen on this night we haven’t seen, that really does seem to be a given the more I’ve watched this scene. If we take Aziraphale as an unreliable narrator (which we know he is given how much he left out of his resurrectionist diary entry) there is actually quite a lot missing from this minisode. The apology dance for one? I even feel like Crowley himself was a bit… dimmed? in Aziraphale’s account of that night. He doesn’t really have a lot of dialogue, he spends most of the time quietly watching in the background, as most of the action seems to revolve around Aziraphale as the star of his own narrative.

Anyway, back to the Something Else that might have happened. Something that may have led to 1967’s You Go Too Fast For Me moment.

Was it a kiss? Was it MORE? Did they almost get caught working (it) together for a second time in the same night? The fact that Shax says she’d heard they were a ITEM, not just working together makes me go Hmm, what would have given off that idea, since there was nothing really romantic, sexual or untoward in the theater fiasco to give that impression?

My HC is that they do get to a fumbling kiss or more, and either they get spooked, or Aziraphale looses his nerve… but given his heart eyes that evening this also seems unlikely, unless he really goes into Turbo-virgin mode and outright panics.

Hey, so...

Have you all noticed *how* Crowley and Aziraphale are drinking in 1941? And by this I mean... that they barely are? <wink>

Crowley has been drinking for millennia by this point. He gets drunk as Bildad the Shuite in 2500 B.C.. Aziraphale has been drinking since sometime prior to the scene in Rome, which is also when we see them drink together for the first time. *This* scene is 1941 so countless years and meet ups between Crowley and Aziraphale have taken place since and considering how these two drink together in other situations-- like how completely wasted they were in the "eleven years ago" scene in S1-- this one here in 1941 is *interesting.* Why?

Because friends, that is *one bottle of wine* on the table beside Aziraphale and I can still see wine in it above the label, which means what's currently in their glasses is less than the first half of the bottle... which means the glasses they are sharing now that Aziraphale just poured are their first drinks of the evening... and neither of them are really drinking much of it. That signals an intent not to drink very much at all-- the open bottle probably being plenty for the two of them. They're going slowly, without an intention to get drunk, but not really just to savor together a particularly interesting vintage. They don't seem to be noticing or tasting the wine at all. Aziraphale poured them both a good amount but not overkill but both of them so far in this scene just take cautious, *small* sips of the wine... and they don't need to conserve it, ok?

It's not the war. It's canon that Aziraphale has a case of Chateauneuf-de-Pape that he picked up in the 1920s sitting in the back of this shop at this very minute that he doesn't bust open until "Eleven Years Ago" in the future of S1 and Crowley is a bootlegger in this moment in history lol and also they're both literally magic. They could miracle wine from halfway around the world if they wanted to. There's wine to drink if they want to get drunk...

...and they both have silently agreed that they don't want to.

It is the *only* time that they drink together in a scene that we've seen where they have a mutual agreement to not drink that much. Even when Aziraphale *didn't drink*, he still got *food* drunk while Crowley was drinking in the Job minisode.

But when they're having a drink together in 1941, both of them are very clearly, by a kind of unspoken agreement from the vibes in the room, *not really drinking.* Just a little. A few sips that will lead to a glass or two a piece total, at most-- that bottle split between them would be a lot from the air of and the pace of them in this scene.

And I mean... forgetting for a moment that Aziraphale will get drunk without issue in other scenes, we all know Crowley, right? This Crowley...

In S1, part of *God's narration* lol includes that Crowley and Aziraphale had been drinking for six straight hours in the bookshop together in "Eleven Years Ago." Rome is one thing because they had just had just met up so we don't know how sloshed they got over oysters at Petronius' new restaurant (and would seem likely that they did) but in every other scene when they drink together, basically, they drink quite a bit and both of them usually wind up drunk, especially Crowley.

So why is 1941 different?

Because they're drinking like people who both want to mess around, that's why.

Yeah, people mess around while drunk and I'm sure the same can be said for any of the few Effort-curious angels and demons outside of these two but Crowley and Aziraphale are not a casual hookup to one another-- they're in love, they're best friends, and they haven't been together before after literal millennia of pining and yearning for it. It's not something that's happening while they're drunk. They want to be sober and for it to be special and the evening here in 1941 has really got everything lining up for a perfectly romantic night, if they want it to be. All the rescuing one another and little glances and now Aziraphale's asked Crowley back to the bookshop for a late night drink and they're both drinking like they want it to be tonight.

They're both silently telling one another they want something to happen by the fact that they're drinking with no intention to get drunk. They want to be present. They want to remember. They want each other's explicit consent so they're barely drinking the wine so that it's evident that if things get intimate, it's not because either or both of them are drunk, and no one has to stop over concern over that.

Aziraphale is looking at Crowley looking all dashing, unusually quiet for him, maybe a bit nervous and still hiding a little behind his glasses-- Hell's biggest lush taking the world's smallest, barely-there sip of that wine lol-- and is like how many more tiny sips do we need to take before I can crawl onto his lap...?

Aziraphale's like omg, the sex is going to be amazing... thank God I don't yet know in this moment that something-- like some Zombie Nazis, probably-- will stop us and we'll still be on trying to kiss one another 80 years from now...

[aninonimosstuff-blog]

How Turbo got interested in Fast (in a nutshell)

[samson-the-whale]

Characters:

Turbo (WIR)

Fast ( @aninonimosstuff-blog )

Gram (myne)

Song: cest toi

Translation:

It's you

It's you she prefers

It's not the hole song because I'm lazy lol

[morally-incorrect-turbotastic]

GUESS WHO SAID YES?~

[sophmeeh]

I FINALLY FINISHED THIS THING

And hello first of all xD after two months I think

This drawing took like two parts of my soul when I made it 💀 I suffered and it took me a long time doing it although it may not seem like it, but I think in the end it was worth it despite the imperfections. And I must say that I am very outraged that this ship is hardly talked about ,:") It seems strange to me that not much is said about this ship because it is one of the oldest in the fandom, but hey, here is my little contribution 💖

And yup, Turbo's shell is traced, it's a desperate measure I resorted to and I'm not at all proud of it; although I can assure you that the rest was completely done by me.

And it should be noted that this drawing, in addition to being inspired by a scene from the movie, is also a redrawing of another redrawing(?

So, I'm also tagging this along with the series posts because the movie hashtags are even more dead..... And I'm so proud jksjsjsksksjs

Someday I will make a post without using Google Translate, I swear :'>

[4rlekino]

can you play, ken? ' takakura "okarun" ken

cws. 18+ NSFW MDNI. okarun x gn!reader. aged up characters. turbo form okarun. porn w/o plot. blowjob. deepthroating. facefucking. edging. hair pulling. use of babe/baby. 926 words. no beta we die like men.

notes. sorry like i rlly just saw this one edit of him back when the ddd anime dropped where he rolls his eyes back n it just like *twirls hair* ykkk

you hummed, a little teasing 'mhm' that has the vibrations travel through him while your lips stay closed around his cock. it makes ken seethe, sucking a sharp breath through slightly grit teeth.

"uh, huh?" he nods slowly, his hand still laced through your hair. ken's lip twitches, a repressed remark on the tip of his tongue before another, more intense wave of pleasure surges through him.

you keep your gaze up at him as you take him deep enough to have your nose pressed to the trimmed tuft of hair above his dick. in response, there's a deep rumble of a groan that emits from his throat. his head tilts back, and a few quiet curses slip out through his grit teeth as you continue to shallowly bob your head.

"fuck, you—" he strains, unable to really finish when his eyes roll back and shut.

the hand that's tangled in your strands tightens its hold, effectively stopping your movement. you can feel him throb, even the slight twitches of his dick. you can feel it all inside your mouth while he takes rough, steadying breaths. ken just looks down at you, and when you meet his gaze, his expression is still just as unreadable other than the tension in the furrow of his brows.

he felt like you were testing his resolve, breaking him little by little.

he tugs at your hair, coaxing your movement again. just a couple strokes of your mouth to ease him back into it, but instead of continuing, he stops and he sucks in another sharp breath. that knot in his stomach is wound up tight. he's still not ready, but god, does he need that relief right now.

he feels like he should say something. a tease, a snarky comment. maybe even something degrading, but he decides against it. he didn't really want it to bite him in the ass later when he turned back to normal and lost all his confidence.

you'd been on your knees for minutes now and ken was the one edging himself with your lips, all while you had your hands on your lap, dick in your mouth and a glint in your eye like you're holier than thou.

"shit… you like that, babe?" he's genuinely asking despite the dead tone.

his hand moves down over your cheek to caress your face and the trace of his thumb across your cheek causes his dick to slip out of your mouth, finally allowing you to breathe while it keeps itself upright in front of you, dripping and glistening in a mix of your spit and his pre. you press your lips together for a second, licking and ridding them of the gloss.

"think you liked it more than me," you teased, the corner of your lip twitching into a smirk.

ken just presses his tongue to his cheek then takes a couple bated breaths instead of responding.

in this form, he had the attitude of a moody prick and pale, ghostly skin. sometimes a little cold to the touch like an actual spectre, but in the moment, he was feeling feverish and his state of mind was starting to haze.

a white-hot feeling covers him and his abdominal muscles are taut and flexed, bracing against less than decent urges that come from just looking at you like this. it stirs intensely in his lower stomach, his cock twitching again to really show you.

his hands are getting fidgety, but he's careful as he's situating them on either the side of your head, threading his fingers through your hair and finding purchase.

"tongue. show me." ken said, and you obediently stick it out and loosen your jaw so he could guide himself back in.

you try your hardest to keep looking at him while your tongue glides along the underside of his shaft, but it gets sloppy fast with the way he's pulling you in and meeting you halfway through a thrust of his hips.

his eyes roll all the way back, even fluttering shut as a low, guttural noise escapes him and his back curves into its slouch a little more. drool's coming down your chin and your expression was starting to twist from strain now that ken's resorted to just fucking your face.

he couldn't even begin to explain how he was feeling and a part of him was worried he was hurting you, but you were taking it so good, and the sounds of you practically choking on his dick only spur him further. his mouth hangs open and he's starting to mutter to himself again, except this time it's a little more understandable than last.

"...mouth's too good. you're just takin' it, aren't you?" he says, sucking in a sharp breath. "goddamn, babe, you're gonna kill me."

as his hips stutter, ken makes that same low groan again. his hands were still clutched to the sides of your head, stilling you for the last time while his load comes down your throat and gives you no choice but to swallow.

he sharply curses under his breath as he's waiting for the post-orgasm buzz to die down. he looks down at you, noticing the tears brimming the corners of your eyes and your flushed expression with his shaft still in your mouth, and he thanks the intensity of orgasm for preventing him from getting hard again.

"fuck... that sucks..." he muttered, carefully drawing his hips back to let you finally gasp for air. "my bad. i wanted do it on your face."

[aninonimosstuff-blog]

HELLO????? THE TWO FIRST ONES?????? ITS LITERALLY THEM HEHEHHEHEHEHEHHE...

I normally don't get any Turbo X Fast fanart so I'm eating this up like a dog who hasn't eaten in a while OM NOM NOM NOMMM

THANK YOU FOR THE FOODDDD RRAAAAHHHHH

also also........

I'm pretty sure if she ever actually sees Turbo again.... She would risk it all no matter if that makes her a villain, I mean, she wouldn't even think that she is a bad guy for being with that idiot. After all, she just wants to feel loved...even if it's fake.

Canon ;3

@aninonimosstuff-blog (Fast oc)

My headcanon Turbo

Wee Turbo au

Ermmm... Turbo au, name shouldn't be mentioned

bugtastic!! bug bug sona