#ieft

[cecoeur]

Daniel Ricciardo flirting with his race engineer... Likely place for him to be.

[ohimsummer]

delayed writing on this geto post for the last 3hrs bc I was supposed to be checking one of those smut thesaurus posts I reblogged and ended up looking at mob psycho and one punch man fanart

[thedevilsrain]

checked my dad's leftist friend's instagram lmao. me in 30 years

[weldnas]

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[martieshub]

Having her head so close to him the scent of her hair engulfed his nostrils. If they could stay like this for a while he'd be pretty content. One of his hands went up like they were gonna cup her face and played with a strand of her hair. An eye roll came after the surfer comment, ❛ Go easy on them babe. ❜

❛I do trust you. ❜ His voice whispered, thick with stubbornness. He wasn't going to lose her to this. Protocol be screwed if it came down to it. ❛ I understand that you can take care of yourself and I am all for it but I will not leave you behind. I will not sacrifice you for some mission. I don't leave people behind. We get out together or not at all. ❜ His voice unwavering as he wanted to make sure she understood he was also serious. ❛ We both have people who'd need us to come home. I won't be letting them down in not bringing you home also. We're a partnership. I know some people are fine sacrificing each other to get ahead but I'm not one of them. I'll always pick us over them. ❜ He wasn't sure how she done things before they'd met but she wasn't gonna get disappointed by him.

Making that promise he sighed heavily through his nose and looked at her. Hands making circles on her cuticles. ❛ I promise I'll be focused on the task while we are both doing our thing but I will still keep you in mind while business is being handled. ❜ As a compromise that was the best he could offer. She was coming home with him. He did love to get a rise out of her but in this moment he was completely serious and not playing around.

❛ Boss, we're here.❜ He heard from over his left shoulder and nodded to let him know he heard. He had yet to let go of her hand and didn't make a move to get up. Instead he leaned forward a bit and got the small necklace out of his back pocket. He chuckled knowing how he ended up getting this thing. ❛Turn please? Can't have you walk out there not wearing the very thing that got my ass thrown in jail for.❜ as far as diamonds went this wasn't too flashy which was why Lennox got it. It had the right sparkle for his wife. ❛ Get out there and kick some major ass baby. ❜ kissing her forehead he gave her a smile, the last she'd see from him in a while. ❛ As a request from Lennox, if you see Elenor, could you kick her ass for me. ❜ a small laugh escaped him as he threw one last silly comment to bring back a playful atmosphere with them.

His hardened features went back up again as he half turned and his voice took on the normal indention of Lennox. ❛Call Navarro. She should be staying at the Palms. Tell her I'm looking for the special and make sure my wife gets that spa booking. ❜ Finally letting go of her hand he gave a longing look almost like silently asking her if she was still good. She could pull out and he wouldn't get mad at her.

It was a little maddening how quickly he switched back to his persona. Almost like he had left the room and a twin had replaced him. Slipping on his ring he hummed as it shined and his three bracelets were visible now that he'd lost his jacket. Behind him a shake of a whiskey bottle was heard as it was about a minute to getting dunked on him. Lennox was a known whiskey lover and if anything it gave him the credibility to being one who hid in holes until it was safe.

She wanted to say that she could take care of herself, she hadn't made it this far without being able to. The words died as his hand came up and swept the hair from her face, giving her a clear view of his face and that dimple. She had found it so adorable the first time she saw it, almost childlike Now something in her wanted to close the space between them again and kiss it. Why was she thinking like this?

It was just the headspace she needed to be in to make this convincing, she kept repeating to herself. Something that was becoming harder and harder to convince herself of with the word of endearment that came from his lips. With the tender way that his hand was hers. It was all too soft, too caring. It's acting. Her mind yelled at her and she needed to get her head in the game. You've done this a million times before this isn't any different. It yelled.

But it was. Deep down somewhere she knew it was. Something she'd have to think about later.

As she rested her head on his shoulder, she couldn't help but ponder the question posed before her. Other questions were swirling through her head in response. Would she be able to pull this off? Would she be able to keep him safe? Would she have to reveal something about her old life? Would it mean her having to run again? Would Jennifer be there? ❝It is beautiful isn't it,❞ she teased. ❝If it's messy it's your fault. I'm just thinking,❞  If I told you would you turn me in? ❝About watching some beautiful surfers while gossiping with these women. It sounds like a great time. Greatest thing I've ever been paid to do. ❞ 

Knowing that they would be there soon, Elizabeth felt the need to reiterate it. ❝Wal's, I will follow your lead on this. I also need you to trust that I know what I am doing. But,❞  She took both his hands into hers and lifted her head up so she was looking at him again. Her amber eyes were dark and serious, her mind just racing with thoughts of watching him run around with his nieces and nephews at Easter. The happiness in all of them and him. ❝ the one thing I will not do is put your life in danger. I will not have you and your family go through you being hurt again. I know my way around these things and I need you to promise me one thing. If it comes to you having to leave without me, do it. If I become a pawn that needs to be sacrificed, do it. You do not have to worry about me. I've always found my way out of things and will continue to do so. It's a world I grew up in and will be able to find my way out when I need to. You have a family that cares for you and worries about you, and I want you to go back to them in one piece. ❞ One of her hands came up and cupped his cheek, part of it wanting to feel the scruff of his against her hand again and also making it so he could see she was serious. ❝ I will not get off this plane unless you promise me that. Promise me that you will not worry about me while we're here, you will remain focused on staying safe, completing your task, and getting home to your family. ❞ 

[boyfrillish]

Actually I have a very vague memory that I used to have “sunshine girl” / “sunshine boy” as tags for specific favourite characters way back in the day and. the moment I remembered that I went “what if I revive sunshine boy tag and use it for both Hop and Victor who’s gonna stop me huh”

[softbyspoiled]

The aftermath of a Taco Bell spree🤭 Taco Bell has to be one of my favorite fast food places. When it comes to my food, I always know what I want and tend to have a more expensive palate HOWEVER, fast food is a novelty and my kryptonite. I order 10 different things off the menu, and it’s always little to no trouble for me to finish it all… the scraps that are Ieft I force myself to shovel down because I love feeling how full and plump my belly gets.😋 not only that, but the belly rubs, and worshipping that I’ll get from my feeder. He’s always told me how hot it was that I had such a big appetite, but the reality is, is I couldn’t stop myself from eating if I tried.

[papikyoo]

TS4 screenshots again... I'm cringe but I'm free. This is like a sitcom to me, it's so random yet so canon and these screenshots happen when I Ieft them to their own devices. It's very funny that they interact with each other the same way the manga is.

[rainroses45]

Yes or No?

જ⁀➴ description: Sam has a vision of you…maybe this was a sign of your divination Winchesters x Witch sister

જ⁀➴a/n: this is heavily inspired from Agatha all along because IM OBSESSED also the fact that one of my divination gifts is the pendulum and my besties is tarots (Not edited)

જ⁀➴song inspo: Sea, swallow me

જ⁀➴warnings: Mentions of bad mental health, death, and witch craft (does that count?)

“Hey Dean do you know where I Ieft my aspirin?” A voiced called out from the next room.

Quietness - and soon a sound of rumbling echoed through the crack of the door.

“Do I have Sam’s aspirin?” You asked quietly to the crystal swaying before you.

Yes.

“It’s fine Sammy I’ll buy you some more on the way,” Dean said before the turning of a nob was heard. “Sweetheart do you need anything from the - hey why do you have your witch chain thing out?”

“Trying to see lottery numbers” “Really?!” “No.”

Dean let out a low chuckle. “Well you’re in a good mood.” He sits next to you on the bed. His legs off to the side. You wrapped your arms around your legs pulling them closer to your chest.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. Even with his tough demeanor and disgust for emotions, he could never let you just bottle up everything. He was your older brother after all.

“Nothing,” you sighed placing your chin to rest on your knee. “I’m just really sleepy.”

Dean saw the bags under your eyes and lazy focus of your mind, he knew something much more than just insomnia was wrong, but he decided not to push it - at least not right now.

“Okay well why don’t you take a nap while Sam and I go investigate the place,” Dean tapped on crystal hanging from the chain. “And when you wake up find me those lottery numbers.”

You laughed a little. “You know damn well that’s not how it works.”

“I know,” he said before closing the front door and whispering under his breath, “I just wanted to make you laugh.”

“No, no, no!” You threw the deck of cards off the bed.

“Why is it not working?” You looked down at the spread confused. “I must be missing something.”

Looking through each and every spread spread and it seemed like nothing changed. You were going to try another method when the phone rang.

The number behind the caller was practically tattooed in your mind. “Yes, Dean.”

“Are you okay?” He sounded scared, almost afraid, you were so confused by his tone so when you didn’t respond as fast as he liked, he asked louder, “Are you okay Y/n!”

“Yes, yes I am okay why are you asking me this, I thought we already established I needed a nap.” You tried to cover the rustling noise from picking up the cards. “Why are you calling me during my nap time?”

Dean sighed loudly.

“Forgot you need more beauty sleep than the rest of us.” You snorted. “Speak for yourself mr. i need more melatonin.”

“I’ll have you know- OW STOP HITTING ME SAM!” You giggled as your heard the car swerve a bit from sam’s blows to Deans arm. “…okay jokes aside, did you put the charm bags in the corners and cast runes around the bedroom?”

“Yes, why?” You held the phone close to your ear with your shoulder shuffling the now picked up deck.

“Are all the doors locked and windows closed and covered?” He asked - no he demanded to know.

“Yea Dean, why?” You turned to make sure the windows were covered and the door was triple locked. “You are scaring me.”

“Sam had one of his weird vision things.”

“About?”

Silence.

“It was about you,”

Silence.

“ And…”

“And what Dean?”

“And you were falling.”

The phone dropped from your shoulder on to the floor. The faint panicky hellos echoed through the speaker but were met with no answer. Suddenly everything made sense.

Quickly you grabbed the candles from the night stand and placed them on the floor. You moved away the previous spread and quickly began to shuffle the cards.

Everything you ever learned. Everything you were ever taught led you down to this road. You were reading for the wrong person and it took you this long to figure it out. “Okay, okay” you shuffled the deck, “pull yourself together y/n, it’s just a stupid prophecy, Sam is not always right.” Quickly but carefully you began to pick the cards from the deck.

“Ten of Pentacles,” you placed the first card next to the red candle. “My family brings me abundance.”

“Three of swords,” you placed the second one next to the white candle. “I have survived the pain.”

“The tower, I needed to change to be free.” Suddenly the sound of banging on the door interrupted you.

“Y/n! Open the door!” Your eldest brother yelled. He knew something was wrong. He knew he should have stayed with you, pushed you further into telling him what’s wrong - but it was too late.

“I must continue.” You whispered focusing on the energy around you. Wisps of gold appeared from the lines of the pentagram drawn on the floor. Cracks in the floor began to shift like tectonic plates but the cards stood still under the movement.

The Moon card followed up and soon the world with it. The walls began to rumble after each card was placed. There was only one card missing. A single card to link the thread of life back on track.

“To save you from this future I must place mine in the past.” Your fingers shook reaching for the last one.

“OPEN THE DOOR!” Sam yelled out, you could hear them trying to pick the lock but they knew they couldn’t reach you in time.

With that in mind, you had nothing to hold you back from picking the last card.

Shadowy figures rose from the floor, growing out their hands and slandering the floor with blood of convicted felons. They could not cross the barrier without the last piece. You were in control. You were the power.

“I am know who I am,” you yelled out to the monsters. The light of the candles began to grow towards the ceilings. “I know my place in this world!”

“Do you?” The dreadful voice called out. Its claws twisted onto the walls lifting them up as their elbows dislocated from their arms.

With the finale card in hand, you placed it down causing a bright white light began to illuminate the room blinding the brothers as they finally broke the door open.

The two older bothers quickly barged in, but were pulled back outside by an invisible force. The room had gone upside down like an hourglass, slowly tipping all the figures towards the high spikes of the ceiling, penetrating their chest with spikes.

“Y/N!” Dean screamed out as he watched his sister grip on to the nightstand. You were dressed in all white and were tangling above the now floor as the room flipped over. The shadowy figures felled to the bottom and let the grasp of death take them. Their screams filled the rooms as they shunned their spiked teeth at you.

“Hold on sweetheart, we will figure out how to get you out!” Sam yelled. You only nodded back, loosing the feeling of your voice.

Both Sam and Dean watched from outside the door trying to find some thing, anything to get you across the room safely.

“Sam when you said you saw her falling, you failed to mention the whole room turning into wonderland!” Dean grunted. He looked around him, praying for some rustic pipe to fall from the sky or something. Thankfully his eyes caught the sight of a rain guter pipe, and he pulled it down using it to smash the window into pieces. “I mean come on man! You couldn’t have at least told me to come prepared!”

“My bad next time I‘ll make sure to tell you even the carpet color-“

“Ummm guys..” you called out seeing the floor sink deeper and deeper into a bottomless pit, the spikes no longer so near. “I don’t think i’m going to make it.”

“Don’t be crazy of course you are,” Dean said climbing up to the window sealing. Sam stood by the open door watching as his brother tried balancing on the thin seal.

“Be careful.” He said stretching out his hand while holding on to the door hinges. “I can’t catch you and y/n at the same time.”

“I can’t keep my grip,” you grunted as you tried to hold on tighter. Your knuckles were turning white and your palms were sweaty.

“You better dig your nails into the wood before falling,” Dean pulled himself up. “Okay do you think you could jump into my arms without falling?” He asked.

“I don’t know Dean I’ve never done this before.” You sassed back, terrified of falling and never reaching an end.

“Okay wrong choice of words,” Dean rolled his eyes, really not in the mood for your comebacks, “but unfortunately I’m not shakespeare so can you do it or not?”

“No!” You yelled before slipping down a bit from the wooden leg of the table.

“SHIT!” Sam yelled trying to reach out to grab you.

“Okay new plan,” Dean pulled himself up on the ledge of the interior seal. “I’ll reach over and pull you in.”

“Are you crazy?!” You screamed. “Do you have a death wish?!”

“I could say the same thing too you missy.”

“Dean you aren’t thinking straight.” Sam argued back. He was on the verge of loosing his sister but he couldn’t loose his brother as well. “Maybe we just-“

“Don’t you finish that sentence Sam.” Dean cut him off. “I’m not just going to let our baby sister die.”

Sam was going to defend his stance when you cut him off. “You have too.”

“Don’t be ridiculous Y/n.”

“Dean it was written in the prophet, I- we have no choice.” Tears ran down your eyes as you realized that there was nothing left, there was no other option then the kiss of death.

“What prophet are you talking about?” Sam asked.

“It was in my readings, it was in my dreams, it was in my every future.”

“And you didn’t think to share this till now?!” Dean angrily screamed, still trying to swing towards you but failing every time to reach.

“I was afraid you would think i’m a freak,” you confessed as a sob caught in your throat.

“Sam is having fucken hallucinations and turning into a long island medium and you think you’re the freak!”

“Offended!” “NOT KNOW SAMUEL!”

“Sam has an escape! Sam can kill the monster who tainted him! I can’t! I am the monster!” You exclaimed. “I am the creator of the unknown balance!”

“What the hell are you talking about-“ Before your oldest brother could finish his question, your grip on the table weakened and you began to fall.

“NOOO!” Sam dove down to reach you, Dean followed diving down from the window to grab you, but like magic you fell into the shadowy pit and disappeared.

The boys assumed they would meet the same fate but were hit with the cold hard floor.

“What the fuck happened?!” Dean yelled as he got up from the floor.

The room was back to normal. The floor was on the ground and intact. There were no spikes and shadowy figures in sight. The furniture was all neatly in place and the floor next to the bed laid the reading you had place. The only differences was that the candles were put out, but besides that all cards laid neatly place face up except one.

Sam knew a bit about your craft, you tried to teach him a bit, but he never could do a correct reading. One thing he did know for sure was that the one in the middle was a representation of the truth, of who you are within.

Slowly, he walked towards the one card that was faced down.

“Sam what are you doing?” Dean curiously watched as his younger brother kneeled down and reached towards the card.

Flipping it over, the brothers saw a beautiful lady dressed in white. Her golden aura blazed against the shadowy figures around her. And as both their eyes reached the bottom of the card, there in gold calligraphy it stated -

the high priestess.

[parakeet]

Bought a little chicken run plush at the car boot sale and the woman I bought it from was like oh yeah Fowler was my dad and I was like haha but as Ieft I had that thought that like. 60y old women don’t usually say fictional characters are their dads. And we are in Scotland. So like? Did I just buy a chicken run plush from someone who’s dad was fowlers literal VA? Wild if so. Could go either way

[vesper-leroy]

Till the Last Goodbye

It started with stolen pencils

Glances held their hidden meaning

Lost in the melody, with nowhere to go

When did it escalate out of our control?

Under the burning night sky

Like a thief I stole our chance

A traitor that let go of your hand

Wished these memories stayed buried in time

But they keep playing on loop in my mind.

You should've taken the chance and ran away

But you still turned back for me

Even when I Ieft you first

Kept holding my hand even as it hurts

Under the burning night sky

Like a thief I stole our chance

A traitor that let go of your hand

Wished these memories stayed buried in time

But they keep playing on loop in my mind

Standing on this Stage, side by side

Where the echoes of us still remain

You loved me enough to throw the game

But now it's you that slipped away,

Leaving me alone in this endless rain.

Under the burning night sky

Like a thief I stole our chance

A traitor that let go of your hand

Wished these memories stayed buried in time

But they keep playing on loop in my mind

Still haunted by moments long gone

Some things can't be changed or undone

Echos of regret bloom and claw deep

Raging at the sacrifice made

What does this make us now?

[fountainpenguin]

Watched Scott's and Scar's Secret Life Ep 2. POVs, cracking up specifically at:

Scott inviting Impulse and Gem to set their spawn in his bed... He does give them their own beds later, though I'm not sure they'll set their spawn there, but it made me think that a triple kill would have sent them all crashing down on that one bed and it's funny to me. I better see snuggle 'fics come out of this /lh

Scott really did make some pretty pink farms. Impulse is being a good sport even though it's not his aesthetic, ha ha

"I just came over here to see what was happening and Ieft with a g'apple! I'm having a great time!"

5-star review for the saloon

Scott and Bdubs catching up like fast friends and getting excited when they found out their secret tasks were "Start conversations and leave them without saying anything" and "Tell a boring story to get someone to leave in the middle."

"You just punched a man who's not even logged in!"

Scar walking out on Tango and Skizz while they flirt with him is way funnier in Scar's POV because he just straight-up jump cuts because he was oblivious and didn't care.

Then later he comes trotting back because "Skizz and Tango want to show me something that apparently they tried to show me while I was over there and I just wandered off aimlessly?"

Skizz: "We don't want to be your alliance... We want to be your family! This just hurts!"

Scar: "I'm just reluctant to make full-on commitments!"

I enjoy the mental image of Grian and Scar both trying to give each other golden apples in exchange for hearts and then being confused. Basically "Wait, you want ME to be the vulnerable and open one here? Absolutely not." Love that for them.

Grian: "I'm not gifting you the heart. I'm saving it for someone special."

Grian, still complaining about hearts: "It doesn't cost you anything!"

Grian after receiving a heart from Scar: "I already gave away the cactus." / Scar, about .5 seconds from losing his entire mind: "..."

I appreciate how Scar's idea of torture is that he's specifically going to become a courthouse judge and sentence people to be thrown on a cactus considering how. yknow. His 3rd Life permadeath.

Martyn, charging towards Scar only to skid to a halt and back away muttering to himself, "Is my math good or bad?" in reference to Cleo yelling at him that he was "bad at math" when he killed them both in Double Life by punching her off a cliff <3

[mjfingerme]

What the hell happened with Max²? I took a break from AEW and when Ieft Caster was still in his “MJF is my boyfriend!” Phase. Now he seems like he doesn’t want to be in the same room as him. I can’t find any storyline where this happend. It’s driving me nuts. It feels like there’s been a major shift and I can’t find where in the story it happened.

So did someone happen outside of Kayfabe to make their relationship go sour or is this a work? Did I just miss a storyline where things happened between them?

[cyberdragoninfinity]

Hello! I hope you have a great day, and that I'm not bothering you! But, I was wondering, How would Lyman Banner fit into the college AU? And In general, What do you think of him?

Aw, thanks!!! I hope you have a good day too :^) It's never a bother to chatter about my many AUs, hehehehe

Professor Banner is a bit of a weird case in College AU (i guess to be fair he's a weird case in canon too lol); he WAS Jaden's academic advisor for his freshman and sophomore year, and they had a sort of odd friendship; Jaden even got to catsit Pharaoh a couple times (based off my true life experience of my old roommate who once dogsat our art history professor's shelties.) But then like midway into Jaden's junior year Banner fucking DIED unexpectedly, and now the effects of his presence still linger around Jaden like a ghost. Her and ended up leaving Jay a bunch of academic books on alchemy and art that are still sitting somewhere in his bedroom (Yubel likes thumbing through them.) He also got the cat :) (Though Jaden's been a bit dodgy about whether or not he was Ieft Pharaoh in some sort of will along with the books, of if he just stole Pharaoh so he wouldn't get surrendered to the pound. Either way!)

Lyman Banner is like.... for me he's one of those yugioh characters that for whatever reason doesn't quite scratch my brain the way most others do, but I DO think he's got some fun stuff going on with him. Amnael is cool, I like his design elements more in that state, and in general Banner's just such an Absolute Fucking Bonkers Character i have to respect it. Like you get hit the Yugioh Homunculus lore and then you just keep getting kicked in the head with more insane details about him. He talks like a catboy. He really straight up died and his cat ate his ghost and now he haunts a teenager and that's just part of Jaden's life now I guess??!??!?! I wish he didnt Sound Like That in the dub. "Lyman" is one of the most yugioh dub name choices of all time. He needs to lose his teaching license real real bad.

I've never actually drawn him before! So this was a nice chance to take a crack at him since now I'm thinkin about him :^) He has what I like to call "Dartz bangs" which is one of my favorite ygo character design traits, so that's a treat to draw <3

[eparchclass]

3000skipic / Anantskipic [Ieft] — Gender related to, or best described by, SCP-3000, aka "Anantashesha"

SCP-3000 kin [right] — A flag for someone who kins SCP-3000, aka "Anantashesha"

Requested by @thestarryeyedlovers

Kin flag is based on @/rabidbatboy's SCP kin flag [link] — Tagging @radiomogai and @kin-flags