#recently? the captain.

[natjennie]

i have imagining my blorbos set to songs disease. it's terminal and unbearable.

[mangozic]

michael shelley I would die for you

[irregularm4ngo]

just really wanted to render some metal ngl

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[tojisun]

ex-husband price still swings by when your kids and your new boyfriend are out, by the way, to fuck you. he says it's all a quick check and that there's no feelings attached to this, but when he's got you in a mating press or a full nelson, punching his cock in-and-out of your gushing and squelching cunt, he makes you say you love him. when your mind is fried with straining pleasure, and your eyes are crossed, he noses along your ear and murmurs, "look how much more honest y'r poor cunt is. s'all puffy and squirtin'. missed me lots, don't it?"

he slaps your clit, heavy palm striking in quick successions. you howl, pleasure and biting pain razing you, and all john does is muffle his chuckles on your shoulder, his eyes crinkled in his delight.

(and if he timed it well, your boyfriend should be home soon.)

[professorcalculusstanaccount]

An AU where Tintin is a crime lord, inspired by @jerseyhobby 's post here!

Detective Rastapopoulus is one of the most brilliant minds in his department. His talent has been long overlooked due to his status as an immigrant, but when a new teenage menace starts to stir up the streets, Rastapopoulus's knack for digging into the murky depths of the criminal underworld is called upon.

His target is only known by his alias, Tintin. At just seventeen he already has a few bank heists, smuggling operations and a chain of illegal clubs under his belt. He operates like a phantom, making himself hardly known. Those who have had business with him never recall him raising his voice, as he simply does not need to. Manners go a long way, and manners are an effective mask for the brutality required to maintain such an operation.

Few are confirmed to know him personally. He has his beloved dog, Snowy, who has a taste for expensive jewelry, and his right hand man, a pickpocket-turned jewel thief he met in Shanghai. Together they are unstoppable, nothing is outside their reach - and when the Karaboudjan, a large shipping vessel goes missing, along with its crew and captain, Rastapopoulus just knows they are involved. If only he can keep his temper and ego in check, he might just be able to finally put an end to Tintin's reign of chaos, and perhaps earn the recognition he so desperately craves.

I think an AU where Tintin uses his abilities for crime would be an interesting way to see how he's impacted people he's met, so for this take I have only inverted Tintin and Rastapopoulos - Haddock is still an honest man, but his vulnerability leaves him open to being manipulated. He becomes Tintin's equivalent to Allan Thompson, only this time motivated by fear for his life rather than money. Alcohol, threats and his rock-bottom self esteem keep him in line.

Calculus is scammed by Tintin for his inventions, leaving him feeling deeply betrayed as he is someone with strong morals. He vows revenge, his tunnel vision leading him down incredibly destructive paths. He was initially targeted by Tintin because he just seemed naive and easy to exploit, but Tintin severly underestimates him, despite Chang's warnings. Not only does Tintin have the law on his tail, but a mad scientist with nothing left to lose, who has access to devastating explosives.

Chang simply wants somewhere he belongs. Canonically he's stolen from cops before, so there's no doubt that if Tintin dragged him into crime he would follow along - but he may start to doubt if their bond is built more on what he can do for him rather than his value as a person.

Rastapopoulos this time gets to use his cunning to catch a slippery crime lord, but he still has the same shortcomings as his canon counterpart. He sorely craves attention and praise. He has a terrible short temper. He craves power and influence. He starts to use increasingly questionable methods for his investigation, as his higher ups breathe down his neck for being incapable of catching a couple of queer teenage hoodlums.

Tintin himself isn't motivated by money or power, he's looking for thrills and control over his life. Canonically he's rather emotionally shut off, and he's no different here. He doesn't let himself get too attached to anyone else. Unlike canon Rastapopoulos, I can imagine a crime lord Tintin pouring money and resources into communities in need, and opening up spaces for marginalised groups like bars for queer people. He still wants to do good deep down, but just doesn't quite believe he is a good person.

[skelerangart]

"None of your past experiences helped prepare you for this consequence."

[citruslullabies]

Curly Mouthwashing headcannons

Romantic

Pre-crash Curly:

He is just so sweet

Curly is a very nice guy, but with you it's just deadly how nice he is

He's not one for PDA. Captain and all, gotta keep a professional look, y'know?

But whenever you two are alone, I like to think he likes to have his arms loosely wrapped around your hips and his head resting on your stomach

His favorite places to rest his head are on your stomach and chest

Yes ladies, gentlemen, and lades, he doesn't mind those weird noises everyone's stomach makes. And he doesn't mind hearing your heartbeat hammer out of your chest

But I imagine that Curly has a big thing for smells

The captain woke up with a groan, sighing and taking his first conscious breath of the day. His senses are flooded with the smell of you all around him, making his brain numb as he smiled and leaned further into you to drown in the smell.

Smell like vanilla and this can will literally die

He seems like he loves smells like vanilla and lemon

But he loves the way you practically swallow him while with your eyes

The way you look at him with such love and adoration, and not just because he's the captain

It makes him swoon every time

Fantasizes about marrying you and starting a family, but wouldn't push for it first. He wants to wait for you to be ready

You're his sweetheart and he loves you so much

Post-crash curly:

He wishes you didn't have to see him like this.

He feels like the shell of who he once was

Not the strong captain you loved, but rather a failure who can't do anything to help anyone. Not even himself.

Whenever you come and spend time with him, his eye looks to you in yearning

He yearns to hold you like he once did. Yearns to talk to you like he once did

He wants nothing more than to call you beautiful and compliment the same outfit you wear every day

He wants to lay against your stomach or your chest

The only sense of familiarity in your dynamic is your scent flooding his senses and your eyes.

How can you still look at him that way??

How could you see a man and not a monster?

He was partially to blame for this, after all. He failed everyone and was paying the consequences.

But you looked at him with such love..

It killed him when he saw you at that table.

Platonic

Pre-crash Curly:

Kind smiles and fist bumps all day long

He offers help whenever he can, wanting to make sure you were comfortable. You were friends after all and his responsibility

You got a problem? Hes there to listen

He just.. can't do anything about it

He doesn't have much of a backbone, and you learn that quick.

You two grew close. Maybe even closer than him and Jimmy were

But after what happened with Anya..

You couldn't even look at him anymore due to his negligence

Looking at him made you sick. He was a good friend but a horrible captain

"look, I just- I don't know what you expect me to do about this." He says with a tired sigh, exhausted from the work of a captain and the never ending piling issues. He watched as your eyes narrowed in his direction as if he was as awful as Jimmy, but before he could speak, you walked off with a scoff.

Post-crash curly:

He feels humiliated, same as with romantic

But your eyes don't feel welcoming.

He feels nothing but pity but a sense of the feeling that he deserved this in your eyes

Every time you see him, you're quiet

He wishes he could talk to break the ice

He always was the ice breaker.. but not anymore. Not unless you counted the noises of choking and gargling on your own blood and vomit.

But he always felt a sense of emptiness when you finally left

He failed you. And he failed everybody else.

He just hoped you would forgive him

And that this wouldn't hurt

Thanks for reading!!

[razzafrazzle]

my love for foppish fictional men truly knows no bounds

[image description: two drawings focusing on flavio from paper mario: the thousand-year door. the first picture of flavio singing, drawn in a simple, sketchy style. the second drawing is a comic. the first panel shows mario and goombella sitting across from flavio, who has a dreamy expression on his face and is saying, "we shall gather a crew and set off on a journey of romance!". the second panel is of goombella replying by saying "yknow that there are only male sailors in rogueport, right?", with a note below that panel saying "shes a lesbian shes just also homophobic". the third panel is of flavio looking confused, followed by the final panel of flavio in front of a rainbow background as he says "yes? does flavio stutter??". end id]

[leviackermanssjewishwife]

Levi loved knowing he could bring you pleasure.

It was something he basked in.

His whole life had been about pain, but when you laid under him, chest heaving as you whispered into his hair you’re soft moans of pleasure, the pleasure that he was bringing you, that pain felt worth it.

He loved that after a hard day, he could fuck you endlessly and that you would derive pleasure from it instead of pain.

He loved that the bruises he left on you were from his lips and not his fists.

He loved your sweet voice whispering in his ear how satisfied and pleasured you were with what he was doing.

He loved everything he did with you. Because it was built around your pleasure instead of others pain. 

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

"such a good girl, taking me so well," levi murmured into your ear, his lips brushing against your earlobe as he slowly thrusted back into you, his cock digging deep into your core.

you were currently bent over the bathroom counter, your legs pressed together as levi pumped in and out of you from behind at an achingly slow pace. the position made you feel tighter than usual, so it was taking every ounce of discipline within him to not give in and drill into you to chase his own high.

still, he was building you towards your own despite the lack of speed and rigor, his cock rubbing up against your sweet spot every time his hips came into contact with yours again.

"open your eyes," he commanded, ceasing to move entirely, causing you to whine in protest as you felt your building orgasm begin to fade.

you slowly peeled your eyes open and your face flushed up in embarrassment as you saw your own reflection in the mirror, your pupils blown wide and jaw slack from how much he had been teasing you throughout the entire night.

"that's a good girl," he mumbled as he began to move again, running his fingers through your hair gently, before gripping at your roots to hold you still. "keep those eyes open for me, yeah? want you to watch yourself become undone when i finally let you cum on my cock."

[spirk-trek]

Common Ground Fanzine Covers | Lorraine Brevig, 2009

[hinata-boke]

captain and vice captain

[majinbangus]

Okay but imagine Soap with a bubbly/sunny f!reader.

Always smiling and laughing. When they walk outside and she spots a dog she tugs on his hand with an excited gasp but Soap already knows what it is and indulges her, reader just buying and bringing cute stuff to show it to him like plushies and cute clothes. Twirling around for him in that adorable pink sweater.

Being all over him, being all domestic and adorable, sitting in his lap, sharing her favourite sweets with him, little kisses while she sits with him or all cuddled up to him with her head in his lap as he watches his sports and reader just enjoys being with him (just being in his aura tbh), hugging him in his sleep like a koala 🥺💜

Ignore this if it's not your thing, I am fresh in the fandom and I love everything Soap but I just want him to be happy and loved 😭🧼

"I love everything Soap but I just want him to be happy and loved"

Same anon, same. He deserves all the love and I'm happy to welcome you in the fandom from my humble corner over here 🫶 and this is so cute!!

I imagine him taking you to a new store that's opened. It has cute little knickknacks that you love, but say you forgot you're wallet or something and you can't pay, or you think you shouldn't get another plushie to add to your collection, so you're walking around the store just window shopping.

You point at all the things that catch your attention, awing and cooing, tugging Soap around with that sparkle in your eyes that he loves so much, but he also sees the longing on your face when you pass by that one plushie again, not picking it up, yet so obviously wanting it.

"You aren't gettin' it?" Soap comes to a halt in front of the plushie, making you stop walking when you can't pull him along, his hand in yours. He nods at the soft thing. "We keep walking by it."

You suck on your inner cheek, hand tightening in his, and slowly shake your head. "Mm, no. I have a lot already, don't you think?"

"No?" Soap frowns at you, gesturing at the plushie. "I brought you here because I know you like these things."

You blink. "Oh."

"Aye, so..?" Soap trails off, expectant, yet you still hesitate.

"I forgot my wallet..."

Is that it?

He grins back at you and grabs the plushie. Your mouth drops open to question him, but he starts tugging you towards the checkout, winking. "That's what I'm here for, hen."

Later, when you get home, you collapse on the couch, leaning against Soap with his arm wrapped around you and your arms hugging the plushie to your face, giggling into its softness. You don't notice the little smile resting on Soap's face as he hugs you closer to him. You have your plushies, and he has his you.

Your happiness is his happiness, and he'll always adore the softness you have.

[hellenhighwater]

How does one bring out the lap cat from a terrified tiny?

It's like 90% trust, 10% communication.

The thing about being a tiny frightened animal alone in a world of giants who do not understand what you are saying is that it is understandably terrifying. You, the giant, have to demonstrate that you are safe. You are friendly. You will help. You will learn to hear what the small scared creature is trying to tell you--I am afraid, leave me alone--and respect that. And you will bring food, and touch gently, and scratch the hard to reach places, and play, and be kind-kind-kind, for years, and then, eventually, around you the small scared thing will be safe.

When I am home and both of us are conscious, Vice is almost always in the same room as me. Even when I'm doing something scary, like vacuuming or wearing shoes. He knows the house is safe and he knows that I am the safest thing in the house, because I have put a lot of work into slowly gaining trust.

And because I am the safest thing, he wants attention and affection and petting, and the last leg has just been getting him to understand that 1. laps are a safe place to be and 2. I want him to be on my lap.

He gets it now.

[stubblesandwich]

[professorcalculusstanaccount]

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