#king david hotel

[scholarofgloom]

[cheezitofthevalley]

favorite music stamps

hehe I'm so lame

[mthsmelo]

Here's an animation for a change :3

I've been wanting to make this since i watched Hazbin Hotel

[jollmaster]

Could we get some information about King Solomon, King David and how they were and acted?

hello thank for question!

David and Solomon

• David's story is generally consistent with known myths

• the eighth child in the family, a shepherd who, after many hardships, became king of the jewish people

• red-haired, which is saying a lot

• killed Goliath, a descendant of the rephaim (half-breed children of canaanite women and fallen angels, whom they worshiped as minor deities)

• began to build the Temple, but didn't complete it because he shed a lot of blood

• and also became Asmodeus' father by sleeping with Agrat

• and don't forget that he forcibly took wife, Bathsheba, from another man, whose death he arranged

• his younger son by this woman completed work with the Temple

• it was Solomon, and this guy was more interesting

• king Solomon was the greatest mortal mage who ever lived

• could speak any language, including the languages of animals, birds and creatures of Eden and Sheol

• came to the throne at the age of twelve

• Yahweh personally blessed him with a promise that he would serve only him

• Solomon broke the promise; he approved of some of his wives' desire to pray to younger deities (Solomon was a womanizer and had large harem) and communicated with demons, and some of shedim served him

• had messed up relationship with Asmodeus, his half-brother, haha (once Asmodeus even threw away Solomon's ring, took on his guise and ruled under his persona for three years)

• his Song of Songs is still quoted from memory

• was generally a wise but peculiar ruler, after his death there was a split in the state

• Sheol's creatures were waiting for him like a brother, but Solomon didn't end up in either Sheol or Eden after first death

• and no one knows where he went

[chrysalis-the-butterfly]

When I Heard that Keith David played Husk in Hazbin Hotel, I was thinking, "I'm sure I know that name from somewhere." I later found out he was Dr. Facilier in The Princess and the Frog, and I wondered if that was it. But I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew him from somewhere else.

Then I was looking him up on Wikipedia and saw him credited for King Andrias from Amphibia and I was like, "Oh, THAT'S where I know the name from!"

Also, I've started watching Gargoyles now just because I found out he's in that too.

(And I'm enjoying it so far! Really interesting to hear how Goliath always sounds so stoic and serious in Gargoyles compared to the wider range of emotions Husk displays in Hazbin Hotel.)

[adm-starblitzsteel-4305]

Thermonuclear Godzilla: WELCOME TO HELL!!!!!!!!!!! MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ghidorah: *AGONIZING AND TERRIFYING SCREAM*

Thermonuclear Godzilla: *MANIAC LAUGHTER*

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[idkeklollll]

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Masterlist:

*Imagines that aren’t linked means that they aren’t published yet*

Original Stories:

Senseless Reality

Series

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Die Hard (Movies):

Simon Gruber Pt.1: A Stranger

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Simon Gruber: Am I Worth Anything?

Simon Gruber: Vengeance

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Christopher Pike: You Saved Me

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In progress

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David Bowie: Sun Rays and Rainy Days

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I Can't Stay Here Anymore

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Rockstar: Your Story (Interview)

I Can't Stay Here Anymore

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Hannibal Lecter Pt.1: Antisocial

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Alfred Pennyworth: Alone

The Elder Maximoff (Series)

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In progress

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Unraveled (Series)

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Severus Snape: Siblings

BBC:

In progress

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Johnny Depp: Bodyguard Bestfriend

Tom Hanson: Where is Y/N?

Sweeney Todd: Feeling Fatherly

John Dillinger: I Loved You

Jack Sparrow: Too Far

George Jung: Dangerous Affair

House MD:

In progress

MASH:

In progress

NCIS/Criminal Minds:

Aaron Hotchner: Found Out

Aaron Hotchner: First and Last Phone Call

BAU: Team Member to Murderer

Jethro Gibbs: The Dangers of Pride

Peaky Blinders:

In progress

The Dressmaker:

Tilly Dunnage: I'll Be Here

LOTR/The Hobbit:

Thranduil: Why Did You Run?

Thranduil: Abandoned

Thranduil: Nin Naur

Woodland Princess (Series)

House of the Dragon:

Daemon Targaryen/Matt Smith: Two Face

Daemon Targaryen: Daughter

Daemon Targaryen: Bastard

Daemon Targaryen: Unexpected

Aemond Targaryen: Blood Debt

Hazbin Hotel:

In progress

[humaneevee2874]

.o. husks voice actor?

his voice actor plays the "are you ready" man from princess and the frog XD and also Andrias from amphiba. That so cool.

Vid made by: FoggyMemoryProductions.

[lady-of-ways]

God damn I say. God damn.

I mean… do I even gotta explain why?

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[budgetinnva]

Hotels near King David Memorial Gardens and Cherry Hill Farmhouse

Stay at Budget Inn and explore attractions near Falls Church. Discover King David Memorial Gardens and Cherry Hill Farmhouse, minutes away from our hotel.

[glitchedcosmos]

Because everyone ever needs to know just how fucking legendary Keith David is

If I had a nickel for everytime Keith David voiced a dark mysterious character that is secretly a being of immeasurable power and also has a singing voice that could knock you out cold I’d have two nickels which isn’t a lot but damn am I glad it happened twice

[charlott2n]

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[yourlocalsmutwriter]

Okay - I see your Sex accidents and raise you “sex sent me to the ER” featuring formula 1 drivers !

Anon, I love your brain. I had to endure so much of the terrible editing choices of the show for these drables, but worth it.

Nsfw under the cut, namely mentions of : penis and genital injuries, riding, fingering, handjobs, overall accidents during intercourse, I mean it's sex sent me to the er

Charles Leclerc - It was your first time attending the Monza GP and the atmosphere was electric. As a Tifosi, there was a surge of something in the air. And you could see everything unfold from the comfort of Charles' garage. Your boyfriend's performance was crucial, the track being filled with fans, their cheers practically making the ground shake under you. Saturday ended with a P4 in qualifying. Because of your location, there was no way that you could leave the hotel, aside from going to the track. You'd usually stay in Charles' motorhome, yet this time, you were on strict no sex orders from Maranello. You were mortified that all his bosses were that superstitious about his race. Truth was, Charles could pull through and show everyone a phenomenal drive. Now it was up to the engineers and strategist to help him make the right call. Lap 40 rolls around and Oscar's lead gets taken from him as he pits. Now the crowd favourite leads. The camera pans to you, there's a serene shot of you looking like the Maddona. Your eyes are razor sharp on the screen, filled with anxiety? Hope? Love? Pride. No one's sure. But there's so much want in them. The pit wall buzzes around you. Next few laps go in a blur, quite literally. By lap 50, you're counting down along with everyone. The fans, they're cheering for him now. Louder and louder, ear drum splitting. You're not necessarily a pious person, yet you pray. It doesn't take a lip reader to distinguish the pleas that fall from your mouth. 3 laps now. 2. 1. And the chequered flag is being waved. David Croft tells everyone that Charles Leclerc has won the Italian Grand Prix. You scream, along with your beloved, whose shouts of Si reach your ears. Tifosi and Ferrari team surround you from all sides. You let Charles enjoy his moment. Right now, he wasn't yours, he was theirs, king of Monza. Your time would come too. When he winks to you from the top step of the podium, you make a decision. Tonight, he would feel like a winner.

Charles' celebrations end with you, in the penthouse suite you had been upgraded to after his victory. Your boyfriend and you feel like newlyweds. There's even a cheesy Madonna song playing in the background. Like a prayer, well prayers is exactly what you will need after tonight, you think. The two of you are both naked, basically after the first kiss. Truth be told, you were always like hormonal virgins around each other. Insatiable. So you were straddling your winner on the soft plush bed. Reaching in for the box of condoms the hotel somehow snuck in there. Tifosi, you think. They wouldn't want your Charles to suddenly pull a Sebastian Vettel. Ignoring for a moment the weirdness,of it all, you reach for your boyfriend's dick.

You roll the condom on, and straddle Charles.

"You just sit back and relax." You tell him, after all winners get their prizes. You underestimate his size. Usually you love the slow stretch that he gives you, allowing you to get used to his girth. But now it's just too much, too big. You can barely get past the tip. And usually your boyfriend is nothing but patient. In fact, he's no stranger to cockwarming you, taking his pleasure in watching you squirm and beg against him. But tonight he's impatient. Maybe it's the delayed adrenaline from the race. Maybe it's the champagne that was like ambrosia for his throat. But tonight Charles Leclerc wants to be ridden like never before. So he thrusts up, bouncing you a little, bullying his cock into your pussy. And by your pleas for more, he does it again, this time more aggressively. His hips against yours, the way you're squeezing against him, it's too much. He can't bust in just a few minutes though, he is no two pump chump. So he pulls out almost completely and changes his angle. With a pop sound, he's in excruciating pain and his boner is gone. You roll away from him, frantically putting on your clothes as he's saying variants of "it hurts, it's broken and hospital now.".

You sprint to the reception and ask them to call an ambulance. You're not ashamed to use your boyfriend's celebrity status as you ask them to hurry. You don't care that this is straight from a sex sent me to the ER episode. You then take your fucked out and fucked up partner downstairs to wait. You're a wreck, crying, a little bit amused but overall terrified. How does one explain a dick injury? Would that affect his driving? Would Ferrari have to pull out their reserve because Charles wanted to ride you faster. This in combination with your nonexistent Italian was not a good match. The doctors give your boyfriend some anesthesia in the ambulance so he's out cold. You can't really explain to them what happened so you're banished to the waiting room. And there you find 3 out of the 4 guys dressed as Ferrari priests. They explain that the last one got alcohol poisoning and that's why they're here. Seeing you fine and recognizing you as Charles' WAG they immediately put two and two together. All you can say about their hero is "it's fractured, he was in so much pain, I don't know how he is now." They stay with you, offering to help with the language barrier. Somehow the staff agrees and all of you are in the room as your boyfriend's sleeping soundly, a bunch of machines hooked to him. One of the guy's starts talking to the doctor and the other two are praying? For Charles. With no other option, you join them. You know what they say about Italy. The two religions are catholicism and Ferrari.

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Daniel Ricciardo - Danny wasn't the type of person who boasts. Flashing his money around just wasn't his style. But what he loved to do was a good celebration of success. That's why you were in a western themed bar in New York, freezing in a cowgirl outfit in December. His friends were there, encouraging you to take a shot to warm up, sweetheart. And he was the life of the surprise party.

He had enough on his plate planning the pop-up, so someone from the Shopify team organized this. What they failed to consider was just how much of an entertainer your boyfriend is. The bar was open all night, and Daniel, bless his soul, felt bad for the workers. So it was onto the two of you to get the place into a shape close to what you found it before the opening crew was there.

Daniel somehow managed to sniff out the hidden Redbulls, and you got to work. Sticky floors were mopped, a dishwasher was loaded, and overall, it was looking okay. You were by the mechanical bull, scrubbing the contraption down. Allegedly, someone was letting out suspicious noises while riding it last night, and that was a visual you weren't trying to think about. Apparently, you were the only one because the sight of you bent over was affecting your partner.

"Wanna go for a spin on it? Have some fun after I roped you in this whole cleaning thing?" Your partner asks, coming up behind you. You agree, and he's hoisting you up, hands lingering on your thighs just a little longer than necessary. He gets behind you, the bull wobbling a little under the collective weight. Daniel doesn't care. Instead, he's kissing your neck, saying

"Sorry, I got too caught up in this. I know you probably wanted to leave and go to bed. Promise I'll make it up to you. How are you, having a headache?" You're a bit surprised at his sudden question, half expecting for him to make you get off and pop a Tylenol. But even as you say yes, he just replies with

"Luckily for you, I know a great cure." and sneaks a hand towards your leotard, moving it to the side.

"I mean, really darling, this outfit, I don't know how I was behaving all night. When all I wanted was to take you to the bathroom and make you suck me off. Have you sitting on your knees so prettily as people wonder where we disappeared off to." His fingers go from rubbing your clit slowly and teasingly, to picking up speed with every sentence. He doesn't miss how wet you're getting, how you're biting your lip to stifle your moans. He continued.

"Thank God you didn't wanna ride this earlier, because I don't think I could've resisted you. Had to bend you over right between the horns and fuck you right in front of all our friends. Make them see how well you take what I give you, how you'd hump me and beg for more.". Daniel then slips two fingers inside of you, enjoying how you're already riding them. So why not give you both a bit of a faster ride?

His shoe presses the button for the mechanical bull and the machine whirls to life. But as soon as it starts, he feels a zap right where his fingers are, fucking you. You double over in pain as he scrambles to turn the thing off. He succeeds and immediately calls an ambulance, asking for help. He just prays that his boner's gone before the paramedics arrive.

At least that happens, but the people know who he is. Nothing could compare to hearing "I'm a big fan of yours." from a girl as she was between your legs, examining your vagina. Worst of all was your boyfriend signing the bottom of a piece of paper saying "electrical burns to the pelvic region and genital area.". Danny's rings and bracelets were metal, in combination with your wetness, it was a great electrical conductor. That's how you ended up shocked.

"I'm sorry, honey. For the hurt and the embarrassment." He says, guilty that he remained unscathed and you were in pain.

"You're paying the hospital bill, Ricciardo." is all you can say through your painkiller haze.

"Shocker." He says and laughs his trademark laugh as you tell him there's no way in hell he's rubbing the prescribed ointment on you now or ever.

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Lewis Hamilton - your relationship with 7 time world champion Lewis Hamilton wasn't exactly something either of you were boasting about. Which led to you two sneaking around like teenagers. Climbing through a ground floor window, however, proves to be a bit more of a handful than expected. Lewis rolled onto your soft carpet with a thud. He was scratched by the bushes outside, deep red hashes lining his tattooed arms. Despite chastising you about not wanting to just lie and go out to a little discreet hotel, he's under you in a minute. You love being on top of him, thighs wrapped around him, in control. You're needy, grinding against him while you're both still clothed. You run your nails against his arms, just like he loves. But you forgot about his injuries. Lewis Hamilton is apparently very sensitive to pain and, despite his own opinion, has the same reflexes he had 10 years ago. He fucking flinches and literally throws you off him. Your body hits the headboard, ironically head first. Your saliva has a metallic taste and you can see fear on Lewis' face. Your front teeth are gone.

"Thuck you, get me to the ER." You say.

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Fratboy! Lando Norris - Sports marketing students like you were passionate about certain things. For most, it was football, basketball, or other endeavors of the sort. For you, it was Formula 1. That's why you were standing in the corner of the sports bar, head to toe in Redbull merch. Even your makeup matched the team colors, with little hearts painted on your cheeks. And next to you was frat rat Lando Norris. Your mortal enemy. An insufferable man whose terrible taste in women was overshadowed by his terrible taste in F1 drivers. He was a McLaren supporter. The Brit constantly liked to brag that he used to kart and was still streaming with Max Fewtrell , who wasn't even the best Max on the grid. Truth was that when you each heard that the other one was a Max fan, you were ecstatic. May have led to a drink makeout session. But as soon as he asked for his jagerbombs to be mixed with Monster, you realized your mistake. So from then on, you loved fighting about whose team was better. The Max squared title war was in full bloom. And apparently, Lando thought that painting himself orange would help his friend.

"Tangerine suits you." You say as the studio's in session. You're not particularly excited about what the commentators have to say, so you try to undermine Lando.

"It's papaya, and you know it." He replies.

"I know a lot of things. Like that after Brazil you can not say anything." You counter, talking about Verstappen’s phenomenal drive in the rain. But Lando wasn't letting up.

"And who won the sprint yesterday?"

"Rightfully, Oscar Piastri." Papaya rules was one of his sore spots. But actual second drivers were yours. So he asks

"And how many times did random cars out qualify Checo? I mean, really, a Sauber?”

Maybe it's the free shots. Maybe it's the bar getting fuller and fuller, forcing you to get physically closer to Lando. Maybe it's the fact that he's wearing a papaya crop top, and you can see that the body paint is indeed on the majority of his body. But as the red flag stops the race, the two of you are in a bathroom, testing the endurance of the sink countertop. Lando's lips are on your neck, and your hands are between his legs. You don't care that he's already stained your shirt, after all, Dutch orange also worked. But there was no way in hell you were letting him near your pussy. Hell no to that UTI, thank you very much. So you're subjected to his dirty talk as you keep stroking him. You slide your thumb over the head and it comes out sticky and orange?

"Lando, what the fuck, did you eat cheetos and jerk off before this or what?". He's freaking out as you show him more of the orange precum and you have to play the Dutch national anthem to get him soft enough to actually go to the campus doctor. You're scared that you're gonna be patient zero of a new STD called the “Norris” until they clear him. Turns out that for him to get into CHI DELTA whatever he was, they had to paddle his bare ass. And drunk college boys were not really known for their accuracy, so he took some hits to the balls too. Which then caused his sperms to mix with the body paint. He'd be clear in a month, but no sex or masturbation before that.

"See you on winter break, Lando. In 4 weeks. Speaking of 4, guess who's getting their 4th.." you can't finish your sentence because he hurls a hospital pillow at your head.