#srapping out

[numinousobject]

better for obscuring over its origins

[starryluminary]

Oh my FUCKING God Saw VI was so good. Oh my GOD that might of been the best Saw so far oooohhhhh my God

[rainbowsuitcase]

There’s an extra strap on the back of Cap's suit and no one can figure out what it's for

AN: This is heavily inspired by an AO3 fic with a very similar premise but I cannot for the life of me find it. If you recognize it, please send it my way so I can credit the author

Tony adds the strap to every new suit he designs, even though he's as clueless about its use as everyone else. The srap is completely hidden when Steve has the shield on his back, so it seems utterly useless to Tony, but he figures it's some old army thing he doesn't understand.

When Steve noticed it on the first suit Tony made him, his face did a very weird thing but he never said anything. And because he's not someone who has trouble expressing his dislike for something, it was obviously supposed to stay there.

Sometimes the strap drives Tony mad. The whole team has a bet on what it's for, but all of them have pretty much given up hope that they'll ever get a real answer.

And then they don't have the time to worry about it anyway, because they find the Winter Soldier. Or rather, he finds them, in a way unpleasant for everyone involved, and with him comes Hydra and a giant mess they need to fix.

It takes a long time, painful, exhausting, but eventually, they get to go on a normal, less serious mission again (really, it's a ridiculous mission - a cruise ship that's stuck on the open ocean because robot fish started terrorizing it is just... really?), with Bucky Barnes sitting in the quinjet right next to Steve, who still hasn't come off the high of getting him back.

From the cockpit, Natasha alerts them that they're nearing the drop off point and the hangar door starts opening for them to get out. As usual, Steve is the first to get up, shield already on his arm.

It should really be Tony, because he's the one who can actually fly, but Steve is proactive like that and they've all gotten used to just letting him do his thing.

Except now, Bucky's hand shoots out and he grabs the backstrap.

All of them freeze to stare.

"Parachute," Bucky grumbles as Steve tries to twist out of his hold, but he seems to know it's a losing battle.

"Buck, c'mon!" he complains. "I don't need it!"

Bucky grabs the parachute with his free hand and gives it to him with a pointed look.

Steve sighs and actually reaches for it with an eyeroll, and Natasha gives Tony the sign to jump, so he unfortunately doesn't get to see the rest of that interaction.

He also unfortunately doesn't get to adress it until they're on the way home.

"So, Barnes," he says casually, holding a wonderfully cool water bottle to his neck. "Is that what the thing is for?"

Bucky frowns at him. He looks at his own metal hand, like Tony could somehow be talking about that, but he seems to conclude he has no idea. "What thing?"

"The strap thing." Tony gestures vagualy in Steve's direction. "On Cap's back, the thing you grabbed. Is that what it's for?"

Bucky glances at Steve with a frown that seems surprised, confused and pissed off at the same time. Thought to be fair, he always looks pissed off. "You mean the Cap handle?" he says slowly. "You haven't figured that out until now?"

It's Clint that bursts out laughing first, but Tony isn't far behind. "The what?"

Steve's whole face goes bright red.

[riggstories]

The Steam Rollers Adventure Podcast will be back with a new episode next month!

Today on the feed, Mike and his beloved Robuts (no, not you Boris) explain why there's been a delay in releasing season four...

[elvisstudio300sem2]

Julieth Morales- week 8 lecture

Misak people - born of two lakes - defining themselves as outside of colonial terms

Kup - spinning, weaving and creating textiles 

Misak female identity through ancestoral traditions and rituals

Accessing western education is not a given, but is a way out of the risk of being a woman in vulnerability of violence and oppression 

The burden of being a woman in her community 

Chumbe- Wrapping children up in cloth cocoon as a form of protection and to help with bodily forming 

But done on her own 23 year old body in order to protect and change into the woman that her community wanted her to be 

Becoming comfortable with her own body 

Started off representing pain but now represents protection and connects her to the land 

Mojigangas - changing who you are 

31st of October til 1st November is new year in Misak 

Men dress up as woman and mock 

Celebration only men could do now woman can watch but not participate 

Realised she exists between mixed and indigenous woman and now she’s westernly educated she’ll never not be the inquisitive woman 

Woman excluded from tradition 

Video as a form to shine lots of light on what your thinking about / photography is safer though

Cloth and textile industry specifically blue and fuschia - she printed onto it 

4 is their cosmic number 

Nay Srap 

Weaving is something woman start from their first period 

Have to build a hut for bleeding 

Then she went and unraveled all her unfinished bags 

Go to the river to wash and release 

New configuration of traditional textile practice 

[caoimheart]

Trying to properly work out what Orlo’s brother Yaz looks like! Why do I keep making characters that wear plate armor....

It’s funny, I independently had him fight with dual longswords and have a panther for a celestial steed before I even knew anything about Drizzt. I’ve decided now he’s an insufferable fanboy, since my DM says Drizzt is canon in her world and he’s still bopping around somewhere.

[trashcanfanfics]

The members of i.m.p, Stolas and Stella with an S/O with the same powers and personality as Denji form chainsaw man?

I had to look this one up. But like, this is really cool??

Blitz:

*He heard a chainsaw one day and looked back to see you

*You were just there, scaring the shit out of a mugger

*He was in love the moment he saw you

*When y'all start dating, he plays with the little cord on your chest

*Has basically the same personality so you bounce off each other

*You have given Moxxie an anneurysm from some of the shit you've pulled

*He has thrown fruit at you while you've sliced at it with your chainsaw arm

*Has also seen you use the chains to srap people up and felt things he didn't realize were there

Loona:

*"Sick"

*Is slightly annoyed by you at first because you remind her of Blitz

*Grows to see the the difference and encourages your crazy, yet genius, ideas

*Won't let you cook anymore because you sawed the table in half trying to cut meat

*Always there to record you beating the fuck out of someone

*Accidentally tugged the cord on your chest and was shocked to see you just full on chainsaw

*Thought it was cool af tho

Millie:

*She asked for a knife and you handed her a little chainsaw

*Bitch what

*Has no problem getting you blood so you can do your full form when needed

*Loves that you could kill anyone for her the way she'll kill anyone for you

*Saw your full form and was just "shit"

*Thinks it's lowkey sexy

*Your personality doesn't get in the way of her love for you

*She does think she's parenting you sometimes tho

Moxxie:

*He has a heart attack when you do dumbass shit but is relieved when it works out (surprisingly)

*Walked in on you in your full chainsaw head form and fainted

*He's okay, just needs a minute

*Is okay with it all after getting used to it

*Doesn't even flinch at the sound of chainsaws anymore

*You handed him one of your summoned ones to cut something with and he gave you a long lecture about the appropriate cutting tools for certain situations

*Saw you drinking blood from a bag at like 2:30 am on the table

*It was double scary cuz your eyes are reflective

Stella:

*You take care of the lawn, she won't let anyone else do it

*Thinks your full form is badass

*Always stocked on blood when you need it

*Has a sort of training area for you when you need to blow off steam

*Asks you for a chainsaw when she needs to blow off steam

*She lowkey enjoys your weird personality

*You aren't afraid of her or anything or intimidated by her power and she loves that

Stolas:

*You are right up his alley

*Gets turned on by the sound of chainsaws now

*Wants to see you in action

*Then he did and was not disappointed

*Saw you grab someone up by your chains and asked if he could get the same treatment

*Encourages your clinginess, it makes him feel loved

*He's also emotionally damaged so you can bond over that

[spadeslittlesecret]

NOT YET

1 8 + 

Summary: Toji sitting on the couch, smoking a ciggarette and looking down on you while you give him head

TW: alcohol consumption, dirty talk, jealous toji, cursing

Toji (Dom!) x y/n (sub¡) 

“Please just once Toji” you looked up on the tall figure, “fine but be back at nine” he leans down on you. Toji finally let you go out with the girls to have fun while he stays at home waiting for you. 

You came back home just to see that toji was waiting on the couch, “Have you been waiting long?” you put your bag on the counter and walk towards him “y/n i can’t wait any longer” his cheeks and ears were flushed red “what do you mean?”’ he stood up and spun you around to push you on the couch he was sitting on before “Toji, wait what are you doing? have you been drinking?” “y/n do you know how jealous i am” “what?” your arms pushed down to the side “i said im fucking jealous y/n!” “Toji calm down, whats going on?” he licked his lips and gets closer to your ear “You’ve been out for so long, i want to do it now” shivers were down your spine “Toji what do you mean you want to do now?” “ Don’t act dumb y/n, you know what i mean” he was so close to you his croch were almost touching your skirt.  He pushed his croch down onto your skirt ‘Wait wait toji please”, he cant hold back anymore and gropped your boob and kissed your neck “Mmhm~” “your so sexy y/n” he pulled down you skirt and panties to expose your puffy pink pussy to him “Your so wet down here sweetie” he layed two fingers in the entrance “Toji don’t” he pushed two digets into you as an attempt to make you moan “ah hah mphm~” he pistoned his fingers fast and srapping your g spot from time to time “Toji im ah~ im cumming”  he didn’t stop until you you reach your high and release on his fingers. You twitched after you orgasm, he licked his fingers tasting your juice oozing down from it “You taste really sweet y/n” you tried to catch your breath for a while. “Get on your knees” you got on your knees facing him on the couch “open it with your mouth” you pulled down his zipper and boxer, his dick was springing out of his boxer hitting your face. he lit a ciggarete “Be good for me and suck on it will you?” you move closer to it and start licking the underside of it, you can hear him groaning and moaning, you can feel his veins from just licking it. you insert the long shaft into your mouth and start sucking on it “Yeah~ you like being fucked on the mouth huh?” he looked down on you seeing your teary eyes because of his length that you can’t handle. “Fuck~ thats good baby keep it up” you tried to focus on it but suddenly getting pushed harder by Toji “just like that y/n, you like it don’t you you slut” as he smokes a few time. You were about to feel sick, his length was too much for you but you liked how he fucked you silly and he likes the way your giving him a head, you held down on both of his thighs for support “fuck~ Im about to cum sweetheart” You feel his length geeting bigger in your mouth “Ah huh~ fuck” He came in your mouth “Swallow it” you swallowed his cum with no problem and showed him your mouth “Good girl” he kissed you on the mouth a mixture of his cum and saliva all together.

[numinousobject]

forbidden genders

[poshernana]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Chase & Chloe red heels with ankle srap EUC.

[riggstories]

Happy SRAP Day!!

The Steam Rollers Adventure Podcast returns to its regular monthly release schedule with today's new episode, titled Dead City! This month it's time to catch up with our favorite babysitter, Oliver Glass, and find out what he's been up to since the events of season two!

[malaspeaks1]

Youtubers Exposed: Leave US to go to Africa to beg for money from African Diasporas. * MaLa is live on the scene from a locals point of view. You heard it here first! When MaLaSpeaks Everyone Listens! * We seen charity infomercials. Now African Americans selling out and cashing in for their own personal gains in Ghana. * Now, YouTube scammers online swiping and checking their accounts. * Whilest vunderable subscribers give based on fake hope projects that will be closed to the investors. That will never be able to visit the project they sponsored. * I reached out to some but, declined to meet me in person. One YouTuber Sista Yaa AKA Tonya talked about me on my review with accommodations she provides at US prices in Ghana. No breakfast included w/room. * #SistaYaa #SRAP actually offered a place for repats wanting to come home at affordable prices. Disclaimer: It is not affordable housing if you are charging foreign currency 💵 . Suspect... (no electronic payments). * It was not an option available. Why? Can Americans afford to live in Africa? It is too expensive? Is land is hard to come by if you are not a local Ghanaian? Foreigners pay premium prices due to Local Youtubers showing luxury, airbnd, and rental properties in Africa. * Did not call me out by name but, down played my horrific experience at #sankofarepatriation "guesthouse" w/Reciept and YT videos are dropping next. To be continued... . . . #MaLaSpeaks1 #malatravelguide #findingmytribe #youhearditherefirst© #malabroussard #localspointofview #travelingjournalist #journalist #lifestylewriter #lifestyleblogger #Houston #Texas #Ghana #Paris #Portugal #Brussels #UK #Dublin #Boston #Chicago #Milwaukee #Toronto #RhodeIsland #malaliveonthescene #malabroussardreportinglive #letmetellyourstorymalaedition #whenmalaspeaksevery1listens https://www.instagram.com/p/CKKRx4TBV9l/?igshid=1pgr5rzr6y3zq

[phoenixflames12]

An Endless Night

Captain James Alexander Malcolm Mackenzie Fraser, of the 51st Highland Division and prisioner in Oflag VII Cprison Camp, Salzburg  writes home to his wife Claire in a desperate attempt to remember his homeland.

Winter, 1940

My dear Sassenach,

 I sit and I wait and I think of home. They gave us each a scrap of paper and some charcol to write two days ago and I have sat and stared at its’ blankness; knowing that these words may be the last that I have the chance to tell you.

 Treasure their memory, mo Sorcha, as I do yours.

 The lie curls around my mouth, creeping through my wame, blossoming in the grey, harsh light, for I know, we know, that we can never come home.

 They shot another prisioner as the dawn crept over the trees and my heart cracks; bloody fragments glissening over the German snow. Day and night have little meaning here in the depths of winter, the sky is an endless stretch of cool, grey blankness, the world frozen in an iron grip of cold and I long for a Highland sunset, burning out over the moor, blazing in your eyes, longing for things I know that I cannot have.

  He was bent over the ropes that held him soaked to the skin and too weak to shiver. A Cameron infantryman with a srap of moss coloured tartan crusted scarlet protruding from the pocket of his battledress. His eyes were dark as the guards surrounded him, dark and searching, piercing as the dusk. The stars burned in those eyes and the sky screamed as he swayed against the stake that held him.

 The words deafened me more than the shots.

 ‘Slan leat, a chariad choir’, the words ripple against a frozen tongue.

 Luck to you, dear friend.

 I see him fall against the ropes again and again and I cannot help him. I cannot help him, I can do nothing as the volley cracks the snow covered stillness and tell myself over and over that one day, one day soon, this hell will be finished. One day soon, I will walk over the moors to Lallybroch with the heather burning a blaze of golden purple, the lonesome cry of the grouse onn the hill and see ye come to me, wi’ your hair all curled and-

 Ye and the children both, mo nighean donn. Tell Faith to keep up with her studies and Brianna that when I am home, I will teach her how to shoot and Willie…

 A Dhia!

 Tell Willie that I love him, that his Da will be home soon. Is he too young to understand where his Da has gone, mo duinne? The lines of his face, all bonny and burnished wi’ freckles, bolster these endless nights and I pray not. 

 Kiss them for me. Protect them for me.

 Your devoted husband,

 James Alexander Malcolm Mackenzie Fraser

 51st Highlanders Division

[hardworknation]

Listen to @johardworkerofficial - Stressed Out (Produced By @yungnab ) by @hardworknationbhmg on #SoundCloud https://soundcloud.com/hardworknation/jo-hardworker-stressed-out-produced-by-yung-nab/s-l3Owf #gangstarap #hiphop #rap #westcoasthiphop #rapmusic #gfunk #shiphop #westcoastrap #music #rapper #realrap #westcoast #oldschool #bayarearap #gangsta #oldschoolrap #hiphopmusic #darealshid #srap #westside #realhiphop #hiphopjunkie #gfunkera #gangsterrap #snoopdogg #rapcds #hiphopculture #trap #pac # (at Ypsilanti, Michigan) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9UJUwsHcer/?igshid=1bxvbyd0rweux

[yoblackpopculture]

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[cyclnus]

 ✧

♢ stabbing them

WELL, if there was one thing he wasn’t, it was surprised. He just looked down at the blade protruding from his chest and grunted a little, gripping the handle from behind himself and slowly dragging it out with the screeching, scraping sound of ripping, shredding metal, energon pouring freely from the wound. Hm. Just missed his spark. Whirl had lousy aim for someone with gun srapped to his chest.

“  …THAT was. quite possibly, the most cliché and uninteresting way you could have attempted to kill me. I’m disappointed.  ”