#spingere

[maledettadaunangelo]

A volte, quando vedi o ti capita di vivere qualcosa di davvero reale, ti viene voglia di smettere di fingere. Ti fa sentire un idiota, un imbroglione. Ti spinge ad allontanarti da tutto ciò che è falso, che sia innocuo o no.

Cecelia Ahern

[mostro-rotto]

Ho notato che quando sei troppo gentile, le persone iniziano a mancarti di rispetto. Prendono la tua gentilezza come debolezza, pensando di poterti calpestare. Ti sottovalutano, credendo che tu sia 'molle' solo perché sei una brava persona, ma quando ti spingono troppo oltre, vedranno una parte di te che non sono pronti ad affrontare. Se sei sempre gentile, sempre pronto a fare qualcosa per gli altri, loro si abitueranno a riceverlo e penseranno di poter approfittarsene. È in quel momento che devi alzarti e mostrare loro una parte di te che non hanno mai visto. Essere gentili non significa tollerare le loro puttanate. "Tratta gli altri come vorresti essere trattato" è una stronzata. Se non ricevo rispetto in cambio, non sono obbligato a continuare ad essere gentile. Alcune persone non meritano la tua gentilezza, meritano di essere messe al loro posto. Quindi ricorda, avere un cuore buono non significa dover sopportare le idiozie di chiunque.

[ragazzoarcano]

“Io credo che siamo liberi, entro certi limiti, eppure sono convinto che c’è una mano invisibile, un Angelo guida, che in qualche modo, come un’elica sommersa, ci spinge avanti.”

— Rabindranath Tagore

[primepaginequotidiani]

PRIMA PAGINA Corriere Della Sera di Oggi lunedì, 14 ottobre 2024

[pynkfairyheart]

Pairings: connie x black reader

Warnings: smut 18+ Connie's a lil toxic, mentions of a gun, pretty angsty

pt.2 to birthday girl but can be read as a standalone

Miss you

Constance Springer. The man who was once the source of your happiness though recently the source of your frustration and headaches.

“I just don't get it, Con. You take me on these amazing dates, buy me anything that catches my attention, and say you wanna spend the rest of your life with me, yet when I ask to publicly announce we’re together, which I shouldn't have to, you always brush it aside.” You spoke as calmly as possible. Though considering this was the 4th time this week you were having this conversation your calm tone resembled shouting.

It had been five months since your birthday. Five months since Connie gave you the best gift you could ever think of. Himself.

The first four months felt as if you were on cloud nine. The entire duration it was as if you were conjoined at the hip. Connie had to make a couple of drops? There you were in his passenger seat watching a movie or using his card to pay for the large quantity of your cart.

You needed to go make up a missed exam? Connie was waiting in his car with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. The only time you weren't seen together was if he was doing something he didn't want you involved in or if he was out buying you secret lavish gifts such as the car he got you a week after your birthday. Life was great.

It wasn't til you were at your nail appointment with Mika where she nearly cut you with her clippers from shock the moment you brought up your relationship with Connie, that you realized no one knew about it.

At first, you were confused. How could no one know? You were always together but the more you thought about it you started to understand. Whenever you were out he wasn't as affectionate as when it was just the two of you, just a few touches that could easily be considered friendly, but you just brushed it off as him not being comfortable with PDA.

Even when you went on dates he'd buy the entire venue or restaurant out so it'd be just you two or would plan the nicest dates at the house, either way, no one saw you on dates as a couple.

You thought about it for a while before it finally ate you up and you just had to ask. His response was the reason shit went left.

“Whatchu mean let people know we’re together? Ion want people in our business. I'm yours and you're mine, that's all that matters” He brushed it off with a kiss on your forehead before running to go get some eggs around the corner. He was only gone for ten minutes yet in that time frame you went through hundreds of different reasons as to why he responded that way.

At first, you were confused. Then, you were trying to reassure yourself he's right as long as we know then we straight. But immediately after that thought came anger why the fuck doesn't he want people to know? Am I the fuckin side chick?

By the time Connie came back you were fuming. You trusted Connie, the night he asked you to be his he promised you he'd never do anything to hurt you yet you couldn't deny how suspicious this was. He barely had time to lock the door behind him before you started with your questions.

“You cheating on me Constance?”

“What?” He almost gave himself whiplash with how fast he turned, looking at you as if you had said the stupidest shit ever which in his mind you did.

“You heard me. Are you cheating?” You followed him into the kitchen of his apartment.

“No [☆] I'm not cheating. I needa take you to the ER? Cause it sounds like you hit your head while I was gone”

“Then why don't you wanna tell anyone?”

“About us?”

“Duh”

“I already told you, mami, I don't want people all up in our business”

That was two weeks ago and you guys were nowhere near in a better place. By no means were you insecure. You knew Connie loved you and only you but you wanted others to know as well. It's not like you wanted to leak one of your many sex tapes on IG. You just wanted at least your friend group to know you were together. Connie wasn't having it though.

“Mama lower your tone” He groaned. Inked hands rubbing his face from frustration.

“Just tell me, Con. Why don't you want anyone to know?”

“Is it wrong to wanna keep our relationship private? I love you princess but you buggin’ for real. Drop it”

“You know what. Fuck this, nd fuck you too. There's a big fucking difference between private and secret.” You slammed his bedroom door. This was too much. You couldn't take it anymore; it was as if he was ashamed of you. You loved Connie, you really, really loved him but this hurt, the constant drop of your heart whenever he let go of your hand the moment you stepped out of his apartment complex or whenever a girl flirted with him in front of the group but there was nothing you could do. You were done. No amount of love could make you settle for anything less than you knew you deserved.

Despite your teary eyes you managed to pull yourself together. Grabbing your bag, you packed as much as possible before finally exiting the room.

Connie was in the middle of rolling a blunt when he saw you walk out, he would have been convinced that his heart was lying on the couch when he stood up if it wasn't for the loud thumping in his ears.

“Where are you going?” He stood in your way

“Connie please move” You sniffled

“No, not until you tell me where you're going. Please [☆] lo siento, mami, por favor, no te vayas please don't go” His voice cracked as reality hit him. Dropping to his knees, his hands gripped the soft flesh of your hips.

“I promise to be better, I promise. I will call everyone on my phone and tell them about us right now, please don't go” At this point, you had to look away. His tear-stricken face and Spanish almost had you fold.

“We'll work this out ma, estaré mejor, lo prometo I'll be better, I promise”

“No, we can't Connie. Not right now” And with that, you left.

A month had passed so far. It was rough in the beginning. He blew your phone up 24/7 to the point where you had to block him. You couldn't eat, and whenever you did have the energy to stay awake you did nothing but scroll on your phone, your thumb always finding the photo album where you stored all pictures of Connie.

Sasha and Mikasa finally had enough, while Mika was the only one you told Sasha had a pretty good idea after she went to visit Connie only to find him in the same state as you, maybe even worse. Deciding you needed to leave the walls of your apartment and have fun, they finally convinced you to go out. Taking a couple of pregame shots while shaking ass in the mirror, your outfit leaving nothing to the imagination as you finally felt ready to face reality.

By the time you had arrived at the party, the drinks started to kick in and you grabbed the first sexy guy you saw and dragged him to the dance floor.

Unknown to you Connie was also at the party, standing in the corner as he made a few deals. He looked tired, and he was. The moment the door closed behind you he broke down. Ignoring all of the calls and texts he got from clients as he sat there. He was angry. Angry at you for leaving him but mostly angry at himself for fucking up.

When Connie finally caught sight of you it was as if someone had finally flipped the switch on throughout his body. His heart sped up, his posture straightened and his dick twitched at the sight of your body in the dress.

His dick wasn't the only thing twitching. When it finally registered to Connie that you were letting some random guy touch you as you whined on him, his eye twitched and his hand immediately went to his gun.

He was furious. With zero fucks he approached you, the barrel of his gun pressed against the guy who you were currently throwing it back on.

When you no longer felt the swaying of the man behind you, you turned to be met with the fear-frozen stranger and Connie whispering something in his ear. You didn't have time to ask what was going on before the guy scurried off and Connie roughly grabbed your arm, dragging you out of the house party.

Despite the fact you were no longer together and he had no right to drag you away, you stayed quiet. Connie rarely got angry but when he did you knew it was best to just stay quiet.

“Get in the fucking car [☆]” He threw open the door. You were convinced the thong you had on was completely drenched after those six words. His voice was low and threatening and you almost felt disgusting from how turned on you were. Almost. With one look into his rage-filled eyes, you got in the car, the door slamming behind you when he was sure you were safely in.

He quickly got in, tire tracks marking the ground as he sped off. It was silent for a minute before you decided to speak, once his grip on the steering wheel loosened and the color returned to his knuckles.

“Connie?” You faced him, eyes burning into the side of his head as he kept his dark stare on the road.

“Connie, come on. You can't just kidnap me and then not speak. Pull over and talk to me now” You huffed.

With a roll of his eyes, he pulled into a deserted parking lot.

“Hello? Either you get to talking or I'm getting out nd calling an Uber”

“No the fuck you're not” He groaned loudly, eyes meeting yours.

“Then talk” You borderline yelled

If Connie's hair was long enough to grip he'd have a couple bald spots from how frustrated he was. He gave you both time to cool down before he spoke.

“Look I'm sorry for dragging you away, and for threatening your lil boyfriend-”

“He's not my boyfriend”

“He's not?”

“No. Continue your apology” You rolled your eyes.

Your response had a smirk forming on his face. He missed you so much, even your attitude.

“I missed you ma. I'm sorry for dragging you away. I'm also sorry for how things ended.” He grabbed your hand.

“I now understand your feelings and your concerns and I'm sorry I ever made you feel like I was ashamed of you or if there was another woman. You're the love of my life ma, this past month has been pure hell. I need you baby. Please take me back.” His hands were shaking as they held yours securely. It was rare to see Connie cry, and the sight of his tear-streaked face made your heart ache. He really did love you.

Swallowing the lump in your throat you asked the one question that started it all.

“Be real Con. Why didn't you want anyone to know?”

With a sigh, he rubbed his facial hair.

“I was afraid you'd realize you could do better”

“What? What made you think that Con?”

“I sell drugs for a living, mami, I'm involved with a shit ton of dangerous people. I was afraid when others found out they'd start telling you things about me and you'd realize you can do so much better”

“Oh, Connie” You could no longer resist the need to be close to him. Maneuvering yourself so you sat in his lap you cupped his face as your eyes searched his.

“Papa there is no one better. I love you so much, Connie. There is nothing anyone could ever say to make me want or love you less because I know you. I know how much you care and love those around you. There is no one better, Connie.”

For some time, the two of you were wrapped in each other's arms as you faced your emotions.

When you both were calm, you finally dared to look into his eyes. The energy shift resembling the one from your birthday.

“Con” You slowly inched your face closer to his

“I'm sorry for all the hurt I put us through mami” His hand wrapped around your neck

“Déjame compensarte let me make it up to you” He closed the space between you.

It felt like the first breath taken after being underwater for a long time. You felt alive, felt loved. The once slow kiss grew into something more passionate. Both of you needy, as you fiend for dominance in the heated exchange.

Ultimately you lost the battle when his hands gripped your hips tightly as if to assure himself you weren't leaving again. It wasn't soon after that you found yourself in the back of his car with your legs resting on his shoulder as he drilled into you.

He littered kisses on your ankle as his grip on your hips tightened. His thick cock stretching you out had your eyes rolling back and moans of ecstasy coming out of your agape mouth.

“Yeah? You doing so good fa me ma. You miss this? Miss how good I fuck you?” His thumb found its way to your clit.

“Fuck, Connie” You whined. Attempting to push his hand away from the sensitive bud.

“Answer me princesa or ima stop” He warned

“Yes, Connie- mhmph I miss it so bad papi oh my god” Your velvety walls squeezed him tight.

"Fuuuck. Don't ever leave me again, you hear me? I can't take it, baby, I love you too much. T-try that shit again nd Imma make you watch while I put a bullet in between his eyes. Understand?” His pace increased.

God that shouldn't have turned you on as much as it did. You were convinced you could have come on the spot, the added pressure on your carotids when you didn't answer immediately wasn't any help.

“Y-yes Con, I promise it won't happen again” You managed to say in between the moans and whimpers that you no longer had the energy to contain.

“Keep squeezing me, mami. I'm so fuckin close” He groaned, hand no longer on your neck as it rested against the steamy windows to stable himself.

The atmosphere of the car was pure filth. Your moans bounced off the windows, the sloshing sound of your wet pussy and slapping skin that created the creamy ring around the base of cock topping it all off.

His thrusts were slowly getting sloppy, you were just squeezing him so tight.

“C-Con” You managed to gasp out, the marks he littered on your neck to suppress his whimpers, having the coil in your belly tighten.

“I know mama, let go fa me” He groaned.

That instant you came, eyes rolling to the back of your head for a quick second as your cream and small spurts of squirt leaked from your pussy.

“Shit mama” He panted, dick twitching as he painted your walls with his cum.

Connie being the lover boy he was despite repeatedly denying it whispered apologies, and sweet promises into your ear as you came down from your high.

“I'm sorry mami, I promise to be better” He kissed you softly as if you were in a fairytale before whispering in your ear.

“But don't think just cus we're good now, that I'm not gon tear that ass up when we get home for giving that loser a taste of what's mine.”

I dont know how i feel about this one buuutttt all thanks to @masterofthepp for giving me this idea. Hopefully it meets your standards babes. As always any feedback is welcome. mwah

[loveforeren]

Bsf!Connie x Black!Reader

Cw: Smut and uhhh idek thoughtless shit.

You and Bsf!Connie claims you guys are nothing but friends but he can accurately say where every mole, scar, and mark is on your beautiful body.

Bsf!Connie who gets extremely jealous when you say you're talking to someone. A pout etches across his face because no one is good enough for his "Hermosa bendición" (beautiful blessing)

Bsf!Connie who kisses you on the lips at parties and when people ask why it's because he wanted to "help get rid of the extra lip gloss". As he proceeds to walk around with your lip combo on his lips.

Bsf!Connie who's upset when you finally get a boyfriend but refuses to stop calling you his beautiful blessing and baby.

Bsf!Connie who is also your plug who always pre-rolls everything for you and makes sure to throw in extra.

Bsf!Connie who bought you a beautiful diamond necklace as a gift for you getting a promotion at your job.

Bsf!Connie who gets a dm from your boyfriend telling him to back off.

Bsf!Connie who does the exact opposite and when you and your boyfriend break up obviously he's there to comfort you...by filling up that needy cunt. And leaving marks on those beautiful tits that bounce as he gives you back shots, telling you that your ex didn't deserve you. "Podría follarte mejor de lo que él jamás pudo" (i could fuck you better than he ever could)

[cheesycatz]

ITS FIFTH FINGER FRIDAY ‼️‼️

[swervesfirstblaster]

EU HOT ROD MY BELOVED MAGENTA BOY!!!

soo happy hes gonna get more focus in void rivals in the future issues i love his character in there and he has a saber so lets goo

[der-papero]

Il mio reale contributo in questa azienda dopo 8 anni di lavoro:

Fluent German and English language skills (spoken and written)

Quindi niente più stranieri, solo tedeschi originali. Con i guai che hanno passato con me, si guardano bene dal rifare una terza volta lo stesso errore (hanno assunto una israeliana 3 anni dopo in inglese per vessarla poi con la lingua, mettendo questa ragazza in fortissima difficoltà e penalizzandola verso gli altri). Almeno daje e daje hanno imparato la coerenza, non ad assumere la gente che non sa il tedesco e poi fare mobbing affinché lo imparino (perché legalmente non posso costringerti ad impararlo, vale quello che c'è scritto nel contratto).

Però poi frignano, sui giornali.

"Non abbiamo abbastanza persone disponibili, abbiamo bisogno urgente di dottori, infermieri, idraulici, ingegneri, insegnanti!". Perché loro sono bravissimi a raccontarsi come il paese più avanzato del mondo, per poi fare ragionamenti che manco i miei paesani al Sud.

Questo paese sta fallendo, e io ho abbastanza risorse messe da parte da masticare popcorn godendo sulle loro disgrazie.

Devono morire. Male.

[mightyfoz]

BOO!! COWS!!! Springer and Whiskers who belongs to @salsadifragola !! this was such a fun art trade!! >W< here's his part!! tim n bob real <3

[th3-0bjectivist]

Springin' Chip with a 24' page update!

Greetings, dear follower! th3-0bjectivist has appointed me, Chipper the Springer Spaniel, as the official page mascot and acting spokescanine of this blog moving forward. It sure is great to be here! And might I say, the range of my vernacular as a mere canine has increased something like 28000% in just the last few weeks thanks to the hard lessons I’ve endured so far. Late nights in front of an English dictionary, lots of treats, and tons of sleepless nights have transformed me into perhaps the only English-literate puppy that has ever existed on planet Earth. From this point forward, I plan to operate as an empathetic, humorous, and nurturing presence to all of those on Tumblr into 2024 and beyond!

If you wanna know a little more about me to start, so far in life, I enjoy 1. Voraciously sniffing all manner of ass and crotch (if you approach me, please just spread fully eagle for one full minute, it lets me know who you are without you saying a word) and getting my own ass/crotch sniffed! 2. Pissing indoors (preferably on carpets to create an overpowering urine-miasma that permeates the entire room) 3. Attempting to playfully bite th3-0bjectvist directly in the balls with my nasty, bacteria-laden, inverted Spaniel teeth on a weekly basis!!

My pal, th3-0 and I, have long discussed my potential nickname on this blog. It has run the gamut from… Chip the Dip, to Chipper the Dick, to Chip the Prick, to Chipper the Testicle-Destroyer. In particular, the phrases ‘Stop biting me’, and ‘Hey, A-hole, cut that biting shit out’, and ‘Hey, dickhead, stop trying to bite my fuckin’ balls!!’ have strongly resonated with me as a puppy. I’ve realized very early on; it is essential that I improve my behavior otherwise I’m going to be hard-up on quality treats. And that’s what this blog will be all about moving forward… gradual improvement! Luckily, I have the good fortune of being cute as all hell. So, we graciously settled on the tentative title Springin’ Chip to instead highlight the positive aspects of our collective spirits and aspirations moving forward. New year, new positive goals! Folks, just look at my pics! Check out my feathered-ears and adorable face! Do I not have the perfect mug to represent a proper renewal of this blog?? And mug I will! If you continue to follow th3-0bjectivist, you’re going to see me grow up slowly over the next few months and years! Anyways, onto a bit of business…

My new friend, th3-0, has instructed me to give you an official page announcement! He will be back soon (end of March) with new art and drawings, music and commentary, goofy-ass memes, and more! This year (2024) th3-0 will be putting an artistic focus on dimensionality and expression by doing lots of drawings of expressions on human faces! He will also attempt to make some paintings with a little more -- POP -- than in previous years by incorporating a liquid background behind a solid mass of brushwork. If you like music, and who doesn't (??), this year will be the year of the musical double-feature! That means every time you see music on this page moving forward, there will be TWO SONGS by the featured musician(s) to highlight the range of said musician(s). Also, it’s election year! Now, I don’t have the vote myself, but you’ll have me around as your comical, politically neutral, and stalwart companion while everybody else on Tumblr is being just about as polarizing as they can be without directly and openly supporting terrorist organizations on the left or right side of the political spectrum! It’s gonna be a great year with this dog n' this blog!

Alright, gettin’ sleepy over here… you guys can fuck off for now. MORE 0bjectivist! END OF MARCH! NEW ART!!! DOUBLE-FEATURE MUSIC SHOWCASES EVERY OTHER WEEK!!! MEMES AND GIFs!!! SNARKY-ASS COMMENTARY!!! AND MORE OF MY BALL-BITING ADORABLE ASS!!!

Best, Springin’ Chip

[valiant-portabella-pirkko]

Windshear - Northern Featherwing Griffon

Thunderclap - Fulgurite Ridgeback Jackal

Blitz - Lepidote Brute Skyscale

Presenting: 3 of Ruju's menagerie of mounts, all gradually gathered and tamed over the course of his journey as the Commander. each is just as stubborn as he is-- for better and DEFINITELY for worse.

Windshear

- an early encounter; Ruju met her in Lornar's Pass on a diplomacy mission for the Vigil, and was consequently carried off by the bird

- fortunately it turned out she was more interested in having a playmate to fly with than actually harming him

- the most dramatic of creatures. she takes him on the wildest and steepest possible routes entirely on purpose

- also the most likely to let you pet her. she loves being scritched right behind the ears and will lean her FULL weight into it

- (Ruju has been flattened by this on multiple occasions)

Thunderclap

- the djinn of the Desolation were tracking this runaway jackal when Ruju came into the area, so he decided to help them out

- turned out the jackal had a prideful nature; he expected any tamer to match his ferocity and prove their worth

- Ruju ultimately accomplished this by facing the jackal 1v1 with his air element, wrestling among the toxic sands

- his violet air element blended with the djinn's taming magic, producing his unique coloration and electrical current

- unlike Windshear he does NOT like being petted. however... he does enjoy a good game of tug-o-war, but will NOT hold back

Blitz

- Gorrik initially joked that the hatchling was so fiercely rebellious because Ruju was the one to retrieve his egg

- this stopped being funny after getting bitten like 15 times

- absolutely VORACIOUS eater when it comes to magic... but also notoriously picky. tends towards crystallized energy

- particular favorite is bloodstone, which caused his eventual bright red coloration. his scales glitter with crimson gems

- somewhat vain. he's very proud of his spiky crimson look and tends to preen and show off when other skyscales are around

- they all just think he's weird though (because he is)

[batmanonthecover]

Detective Comics #377 - July 1968 (DC Comics - USA)

Cover Art: Irv Novick

THE RIDDLER'S PRISON-PUZZLE PROBLEM!

Script:  Gardner Fox

Art:  Frank Springer (Pencils), Sid Greene (Inks)

Characters: Batman [Bruce Wayne]; Robin [Dick Grayson]; Riddler [Edward Nigma] (villain)

Batman story #1,239

[ragazzoarcano]

“Mi piace la gente che vibra, quella che non bisogna spingere, a cui non bisogna dire di fare le cose, perché sa già ciò che bisogna fare e lo fa. La gente che coltiva i suoi sogni finché quei sogni non si appropriano della sua realtà.”

— Mario Benedetti

[primepaginequotidiani]

PRIMA PAGINA Milano Finanza di Oggi mercoledì, 09 ottobre 2024

[omarfor-orchestra]

Society se tra le reference per i capelli di Andrea ci fosse stato Cardio S4