#tee’s anons

[haesunflower]

hihi and i just wanted to say i'm SUCH a big fan i love your work! i'm rei, my bias is gyuvin, maybe a text scenario where he misses a date due to some work? thank youuu! also could i be 🎉 anon pls? you're so well-known i'm kinda scared heheh! thank you!

gyuvin misses a date with rei, and panics

for 🎉 anon, welcome!

[ansonmountdaily]

Captain Christopher Pike's outfits in STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS → Season 1 - 2 (requested by anonymous)

(Young Lieutenant Pike in the field jacket and red operations uniform is from a 1x06 "Lift Us Where Suffering Cannot Reach" deleted scene on the Season 1 dvd. It's a little flashback scene with Pike in a shuttle. It ends with him beaming back to USS Aryabhatta, the ship he served on at the time with Number One/Una.)

Star Trek: Discovery outfits here.

[dipperscavern]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN CREGANS A THIGH MAN

(cregans an everything man) ILL TELL U EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN

when he’s eating you out, he’s got his hands wrapped around those pretty thighs of yours. feeling the soft flesh beneath his fingers, using his grip to pull you closer — flush against his face. & when you’re sitting on his lap, where are his hands? YOUR THIGHS!!

[dylanfreakbold99]

tcctard necrophile anon x tcctard somnophile anon

[knifearo]

ultimately i will always be fine being the mean nasty problematic aro cause guess what. you bitches wouldn't like me if i was the sweetest most niceys guy on earth either. so i think i will just make posts about my frustration with allo people without censoring myself for the sake of mollifying some bitter losers on an ego trip with nothing better to do

[blaithnne]

AM I SUPPOSED TO WANT TO MAKE OUT WITH YOUR HUMAN DESIGN OF MS BEAKLEY???

Yeah

[cementcornfield]

https://youtu.be/pKnAtIVhZGo?si=q5jHhQSdx1EGKblN

Ja’marr saying that just Joe being present uplifted the team 🥹

Despite the fact that he wasn't able to be on the field, how was he keeping the team in great spirits?

Honestly [Joe's] presence is enough. I honestly told him that one day, he probably thought I was joking. But just him bringing his presence to practice, him being around us at practice, brings joy to some of the guys' faces. Especially when we're out there just running routes and we just see Joe come and walking over, you know it brightens everyone's day and brings more energy to the practice.

[gossippool]

Back at it again, as your friendly neighbourhood Wade-in-a-cropped-top enthusiast to say, more rhetorical and in need of validation, but Wade definitely has self-made cropped tops, right? Like there's shirts where the graphs are just at the right height that when he cuts them shorter, it doesn't ruin the design. And I like to think that Ellie and/or Yukio, and Peter, whenever they're outside at a mall or thrift shop, would rummage through shirts and pull out a top and show it to Wade who then folds it to simulate if it'd look good a cropped top or an overly sized, baggy shirt to sleep in during nights that are just a tad colder, just a tad harsher for him to sleep comfortably without his usual routine of not having a shirt on or something.

CROP TOP ANON I HAVE MISSED YOU... wade definitely crops his own shirts omg he literally did it with the x men one i'm pretty sure. and he also would cut his own collars to make them off-the-shoulder TOOOOO

also love love love the idea of them going shopping together and others picking out shirts for wade because they would just set their sights on THE most hideous shirt of all time with big glitter words on it and be like yeah. wade would be obsessed with this

[ball-of-butter]

youre like the only account i look at on here for red queen content (specifically maven) so please go full psychological analysis on maven please. i love your posts they itch my brain perfectly

omygosh anon 🤭 tyyyy tyyyy

theres so much to say about maven and its kinda crazy considering he doesn’t get that much actual page time. so keep in mind that many people could have different interpretations of his character, since he is quite elusive. and i may or may notttt be biassed idk.

the first thing i believe: he's a character that, for all his supposed motivations, had no ambition or dream of his own. he was a complete vessel of his mother’s spite, so he makes for a pretty interesting paradox. mare was haunted by a ‘false’ maven that didn't exist (debatable). cal was haunted by an ‘erased’ maven that used to exist. what is maven haunted by? everything and everyone? he’s a ghost himself, he’s the one who usually did the haunting, but even when you get his POV in the books, there’s a tragedy in the negative space you find. there are clear holes in his psyche that he also subconsciously attempts to fill (his memories always fight to bubble to the surface, but they invoke feelings he can’t feel anymore) and never can. despite how pissed off he is at everyone and everything, he so very clearly yearns for love and approval, to the point where he is absolutely delusional about it. there he was, shocked that mare would reject him after he imprisoned and betrayed her and the scarlet guard. here’s him outraged that anabel lerolan would side with cal after he plotted her son’s murder.

elara basically sculpted a monster, and i don’t think that can be debated since its pretty clearly stated in text. even maven knew what she took from him and the extent of the abuse— but he didn't care because she gave him the love he craved. she couldn’t fill it all, if maven’s obsession with mare was anything to go by. i do think elara genuinely loved and adored him, but i don’t know if i would use the word ‘enabler’ for her because it seems too soft a word. maven is elara. elara dies and maven can’t survive on his own for long without her. he was her iron fist in a way, but neither had much interest in norta as a country like most scheming for the throne usually do– which i find so interesting. it wasn’t political, only personal.

now then there lies the debate of choice— some maven fans are completely comfortable heaping all of the blame onto elara and calling it a day. but i think even elara was failed in a similar way maven was. red queen is cool because it shows how evil is encouraged and nurtured in oppressive societies, how certain individuals even in privileged positions will be abused and neglected, how vices are taught to be hidden rather than treated and how violence is perpetuated as the surest, most permanent decree. every character is affected by this system in some way, and i could talk about it for years but i��ll save you the time. my point is that this would apply to maven, but that doesn’t make him void of choice. it’s sort of predictable that he would make the terrible choices he did in the series considering he never had the chance to escape what predestined narrative was already planned for him, but no one was physically forcing him to burn his initial into mare. no one was physically forcing him to try slaughter a whole race of people. no one physically forced him to blow up naercey, or taunt cal after forcing him to murder his dad, or psychologically torture mare when he kept her as prisoner. yes, there’s nuance but maven is also much too comfortable with being a terrible person, because thats what ultimately earns him love, respect and approval.

i don’t think maven could’ve been saved, not because 'the damage was too bad,' but because he had no desire to be saved, and no one but cal had wanted to put in the effort to save him. i always find it interesting how cal secretly resented mare for killing maven, even though it was such a longtime coming, and he would never voice it because considering all maven had done to her, she had more than the right. but i don’t want to yap so much about maven’s relationship with cal because i’ll be here forever. nor do i want to talk too much about his relationship with mare. i'll only say that when i was talking about his death scene i did mention how much of an impact both of them had on each other, how maven was so scary to mare because he was a viable twisted path that represented the worst of her. i think mare could’ve been (my biassed interpretation) a path for him too, but he was so far gone by the second book and especially after elara’s death that he never considered it (would’ve been too late for him then anyway). i have some thoughts on the chances of maven rehabilitating if he had the tools and will to. some thoughts. they won’t go here though.

lastly i just want to link this post which had super interesting additions by @lucy-the-cat that delves into maven from a psychological perspective. its sooooo well written and i still think about it to this day.

last thing i wanna do is glaze a bit so im just gonna 😭 its refreshing to see this sort of villain be portrayed as an mmc who isn’t attractively suave and super misunderstood and depressed and supremely intelligent for what he does– maven is intelligent and sad, but he's presented as a floundering, insecure, delusional brat that the fmc understands entirely. something so refreshing in how he can only either be hated, and at best, pitied.

[haesunflower]

Going back and reading everything that I missed ohmygod I want to be Matthews gym buddy please that would motivate me so much and he would be so encouraging but also a little shit like “that’s all your lifting? Come on you can do more” while adding more plates to the bar

-🤩

no bc I get you…

[kinzis-writing]

Jealousy, Jealousy | Tee Higgins

Summary: Being a model has it perks, your NFL boyfriend becoming jealous is not one of them. based on this ask.

Pairing: you x Tee Higgins (Female perspective)

Requested: Yes | No (Anon)

Warnings: jealousy, angry! Tee, angst, fluff

Note: So I had this imagine written out 10x better, but it had deleted itself from my laptop or it updated without saving so. I apologize that this version sucks but I am still upset. it also deleted my drafted josh allen and sam hubbard imagine so... rip to me tonight.

“That’s a wrap.” The photographer yelled as he put his camera down and everyone around the set started running to put things away. No doubt that everyone wanted to go home and be able to clock out of work.

Y/N made her way back to the dressing room where the stylist had dressed her for this modeling shoot. It was a bit different than some of the other shoots she did, but it was fun, nonetheless. As much as she loved her job, she couldn’t wait to be home to spend time with her boyfriend.

Her love life was something that she kept private. A decision that both her and Tee, her boyfriend, decided on. Since she was a well-known model and he was in the NFL, keeping quiet seemed like the best way to avoid scandals and to be able to soak in all the relationship. Keeping the relationship private kept the peace but it also brought challenges, since Tee and Y/N both have had to turn down people without letting their relationship spread.

“That was perfect Y/N, now you just have to walk the runway in New York in two weeks and then your set for your vacation.” Your manager was one of the best in the modeling industry and not to mention that some of your work felt like you were working with your best friend.

“Thanks Lydia.” You thanked her before going and hurriedly switched back into your clothing that you came to the studio in. You were more than happy to spend the evening with Tee and a bag of take out, and he just happened to order food from your favorite restaurant. Once all your supplies were gathered, you headed out to the uber that Lydia had arranged for you. You quickly gave the uber driver the address and then texted Tee to let him know that you would be home soon. You quickly tipped your driver once you arrived at your shared house, and then hopped out.

“I’m home!” You called when you walked in through the door. You let your bags hit the floor and gently scooted them to the side before taking off your shoes. “You will not believe the day I had-“You started but stopped when you walked into the kitchen and seen Tee glaring at the computer in front of him. “Hey, you okay?” You asked softly hoping not to startle him.

“You tell me.” He muttered, turning the computer around to face you.

Your eyebrows furrowed before reading over the article that had a picture attached to it. It was one about an upcoming project that had yet to be released but the shoot had already been done. “He’s the one that they made me pose with.” You explained to your boyfriend. “We did the shoot awhile ago.”

“You forgot to mention it was a lingerie shoot.” He accused.

It wasn’t like Tee to be jealous when you worked, as you both knew that you had people throwing themselves at you. You wouldn’t even have enough fingers and toes to count how many people message tee on his Instagram or how many thirsty comments he gets. You overlooked them most of the time because at the end of the day, you were the one he was coming home too. There were days when jealousy swept in, and this must have been the case for Tee as well.

“It was the Calvin Klein shoot.” You replied to his accusation. “I showed you the morning of what I would be wearing, and I told you Alex would be modeling the matching male set.” The explanation wasn’t enough, and Tee just turned the computer back over to face him before typing something.

“Look at the things these guys say about you.” He grumbled, turning the computer around again. Your eyes scanned over the interviews that Tee had popped up on the laptop. Ones where they admitted that they asked you out or thought you were hot. Comments that you had avoided when you worked with these particular people. “Half of these guys are in your phone and message you frequently.” He argued.

“I don’t answer them back! I would never cheat of you Tamaurice.” You started using his full name in hopes of making him realize how dumb it sounds. You cannot control who you work with, and he has had many interviewers leave him endearing comments when he agreed to interviews.

At the wrong time, your phone lit up. A DM from an actor coming through your phone making you stiffen. Tee quickly grabbed your phone off the counter and read the message with a scoff, he placed the phone down. “I’m going out.”

“Tee!” You called as he stormed past you. “You can’t just leave because your jealous!” You argued following him into the garage. “If I was replying that would be a different story. I just want you, why can’t you see that?”

“Who you calling jealous?” Tee grumbled stopping by the driver door of his car. “I’m not jealous I just want respect.”

“I do respect you because if I didn’t, I would be entertaining every single one of those guys.” You snapped. You loved Tee and he knew that. He was just overcome with jealousy that he wasn’t thinking clearly. To be honest, it was about time for him to snap due to jealousy because he hadn’t since the two of you had been together. As for you, you had been in his shoes at least twice since you two have become serious. “I love you; Tee and I know you know that.” You sighed out exhausted from this lovely evening taking a turn before you could even explain anything to him.

After a moment of silence, Tee spoke up. “Don’t wait up.” He muttered before getting into his car. The garage door opened, and he backed his car out of the garage and took off down the street.

You stood there frozen in your spot, tears coming to your eyes. He was mad and Jealousy over something that you had no control over. But maybe it was time for it to happen because you had started feeling a little jealous again too over his comment section on Instagram and TikTok. You blinked the tears away refusing to cry over something that was out of your control. You knew that he would be back, and it was just a matter of when.

It was weird going into the kitchen and enjoying take out by yourself, when you know that Tee had ordered it for your night in. You tried everything to keep your mind off your boyfriend, but nothing worked. You knew that regardless of what he said that you would be up until he came home, even if that was tomorrow.

*A few hours later*

After you finished your food, you made yourself comfortable on the couch. Turning on a movie to try to keep yourself occupied. You were almost asleep about an hour and a half into the movie until you heard the jingle of keys and your front door lock unlocking. Soon the door squeaked open, and you heard footsteps entering the house. A surge of anxiety and worry ran through you, unsure of which Tee was walking in. He had either cooled down and you were going to have a civil conversation, or he was still angry and just refused to stay away. The sound of the door shutting made you take a deep breath as you prepared yourself for whatever was to come. No matter what you were hoping that you could work through it, seeing as if you had done nothing wrong.

“I thought I told you not to wait up.” Tee spoke in a soft tone, letting Y/N know that he may still have been jealous, but the anger was gone or had at least faded.

You shrugged feeling a little at ease that he wasn’t angry, “I wouldn’t have been able to sleep anyways.” You mumbled. You had been used to sharing a bed with your big teddy bear so that even when you worked away, if he stayed home, it was impossible to sleep.

“You were right.” Tee said as he walked into the living area and sat down on the couch beside you. “I was jealous, the most jealous I’ve ever been in my life. I just keep seeing all these articles, interviews, and posts about these guys that you work with or the ones that want to work with you and it’s been getting to me. Not to mention the other celebrities who don’t even know you and just see your work.”

You took in what he said, “Does it bother you that these people are reaching out? Or does it bother you that they’re reaching out because of my body and looks?” you asked him even though you knew that the answer was probably both, but the second one bothered him more.

“Both, but you’re such an amazing person and deserve to be seen passed your body and great looks.” He explained making your heart melt.

How did you get so lucky? You weren’t sure. There were so many women that Tee could have chosen, and he someone ended up with you. “Well, they’ll never get to me passed my pictures or if they’re at my shoots.” You assured him. “I love you, Tee. I’m not going anywhere, and they can try to take me from you, but it isn’t going to work if you want me around.” You assured him even more, knowing what it felt like to be jealous and insecure. “Is it bothering you so much because we met through social media?” You asked knowing there was an underlying issue to this incident.

Tee thought for a moment before realizing that maybe that was the actual problem. The fact that these guys were trying to hit you up the same way that he had. Not to mention that some of them are brave enough to ask you out when they see you in person. “Maybe.” He mumbled. “I’m sorry about earlier, I shouldn’t have gotten upset because like you said, you weren’t entertaining any of them.”

You gave him a thankful smile before placing your hand on his knee, “I get jealous at least twice a month at the minimum, so it’s fine.” She joked. Tee let out a chuckle while shaking his head.

“How did I get so lucky?”

“I ask myself the same thing.”

[welcome-to-green-hills]

A neat detail in that video is that Shadows eyes look brown in that lighting, it’s a nice link to Prime!Shadow even though it may have been unintentional

🎶You, my brown-eyed girl🎶

🎶Do you remember when we used to sing?🎶

🎶Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da🎶

[lolathepeacocklord]

EEYAAAAGGGHHHH GO GO RAREPAIR MULTISHIPPING GADGET

[teastainedprose]

Homelander x fem!reader

Homelander with their significant other that gets really horny/touchy feely when she takes THC gummies

The moment he steps into the penthouse, he knows. There's the faint stench of it in the air from what's already sweated out through your pores. Then there's a scent that makes Homelander salivate, the muskier scent of you.

In contrast, your heartbeat is slow and steady because you've yet to notice that he's home. Of course you wouldn't notice, you're sprawled out on the couch like some hedonistic goddess with one hand down your gym shorts.

Your languid, rendered foggy brained with whatever you've ingested. Some sort of gummy candy, he assumes. He's seen you popping them like the candy they're not often enough to make an educated guess. Homelander knows the effect they have on you, too.

You don't seem notice as Homelander makes his way across the room, eyes fixed on the TV with detached interest. He can see it in your expression, how spaced out and unfocused you are. You don't even seem to even wholly focus on what your hand is up to between your thighs. A quick flick of his x-ray vision shows your fingers rub circles around your clit through the fabric of your panties, the sensation pulling the occasional sigh or huff from you but your heart isn't into it. Homelander knows as he's memorized the noises you make when his whole heart is into working you over.

"Do you need help?" He drawls out, smirk on his lips. Homelander drops hands to your shoulders and squeezes gently as he leans over the couch's back to loom over you. The startled squeak and how you jolt in place, and how the reaction is a beat off makes him chuckle. Anyone else would have gone white, heart hammering in fear with round eyes. Not you, though. No, you're beaming up at him like a sunflower turning towards the sun's warmth. You purr, purr out a happy noise with arms lifting so you can promptly bury your fingers in Homelander's hair to play with the strands in your giddiness at seeing him.

It warms some secret section of his heart few know exist, that you're all warm invitation and sunshine to his arrival even as stoned as you must be. One of those hands stroking through his hair had been down your pants and now the scent of your sex is too close to ignore. Homelander inhales deep with eyes rolling up, a groan escaping. You're a sinful little imp and he can already feel his cock twitching in response. You both know how these things go. Homelander leans further over the couch, burying his face against your neck with a huff. His gloves skim off your shoulders, effortlessly plucking you free of the couch before he turns you in his arms. You're happy to snuggle close, all limped limbed as you drape your arms over his shoulders in turn while being mindful of those metal eagles. "Mhhhm, help would be nice." You murmur, chin drooping to his well padded chest as you peer dreamily up at Homelander. You continue to thread your fingers through his hair, messing it up as you play with the strands. He knows that's the hand that had been against your panties for how the scent of you drifts in and out in intensity with your movements. Homelander has to blink multiple times to properly focus on your face. Homelander considers you for a spell, expression perfectly neutral save for the occasional twitch at the corner of his lip as if he's fighting a smile. You wait as time already feels distant, content to rest against the warmth he offers. Content to play with his hair and stare up into those blue blue eyes. You press closer, arms tightening about his neck as you lean up to nuzzle under his chin. Your breathing slows as you make a happy little moan and Homelander feels that noise straight through to his groin. "Alright, yep- Bedroom." Homelander clips out, turning swiftly with you in his arms as his cape swishes behind. Your laugh is pure delight as he carries you to the bedroom.

[stronglobe]

Selfie?

[screampied]

Gojo looks like the three blind mice from Shrek. He's ugly as hell NGL 😭. Like Mahito ugly...

LMAOOOO NTM ON GOJO THREE VLING MICE IS INSANE

why they kinda look alike i can’t breathe 😭😭😭