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The Stick Man at the bottled water event at Wimbledon
#ben barnes#the worst benny boy updates blog will say that at least them pants ain't too long#tho this is still painful#and don't get me started on the shoes#no like literally every piece of clothing here is of different color or completely different shade#nothing matches#the shirt is actually stripped#like he just grabbed mismatched stuff from Selfridges clearance rack prove me wrong#the coral found an ounce of energy spam
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morrissey ripping his shirt off will ALWAYS make my jaw drop
#morrissey#the smiths#this old man keeps stripping#there is not a single song that you need to do that#actually every song makes me want to rip off my shirt
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I have a question for those of you who have read chapter 83
Let's assume for a second that Yuri doesn't buy Loid's alibi of being at the hospital while all this Wheeler stuff has gone down, even though Yor saw him go in, and decides to check to see if Loid is injured in the same spot as Twilight. Let's also assume that Yuri recovers relatively quickly from whatever injuries he sustains this arc so he can go check in a timely manner. The injury is pretty high up in Twilight's arm so it may be difficult to roll up long sleeves over it to check for the injury. Do you think he's more likely to be subtle about checking for the injury, such as enlisting Yor's help or inviting the Forgers to go swimming, or do you think he's more likely to barge in and demand that Loid strip so he can check his arm?
#spy x family#spy x family manga spoilers#spy x family spoilers#sxf spoilers#spoilers#loid forger#yor forger#yuri briar#chapter 83#I actually expect Loid to disguise the wound and flaunt that arm by wearing short sleeves#or a sleeveless shirt#or just exit the shower wearing just a towel the next time yuri shows up#hopefully that's enough tags...#spy x family shit post#strip search#mole arc
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me, a former homestuck cosplayer, seeing all the other alastor cosplayers at the con wearing gray facepaint:
#this is purely a joke y’all looked amazing#HOWEVER it did give me flashbacks to unsealed paint on fucking EVERY goddamn thing#also I definitely should have worn a wig but I think if something (except like two specific hats) touches my head I will explode#I looked weird with my normal hair but it’s fine it’s fine don’t worry about it#going to a con in November and tbh I may just dye my hair red rather than wear a wig#idk how I would do the black tips impermanently lol I do not actually want to have the fuckass bob in real life#maybe hair wax or something idk#I used that once and it was a sensory hell but if it’s just on the ends maybe it would be okay#the perils of playing dress up I guess man idk#I have some Plans for my next alastor cosplay though (rubbing my gay little hands together)#once I’m not in crisis mode I want to work on it so bad#bc man. I have Ideas.#v excited to do a masquerade al#time to do something overly ambitious babeyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!#got a Definitely Not Questionable deer skull mask a while ago and stripped off all the feathers and beads and stuff#found some extremely cheap restoration grill cloth on ebay that I’m gonna glue onto it#I wanna get some fake Spanish moss or something to drape over the antlers#I have a list of possible designs to make in glitter/sequins to make the mask more masqueradey too#so far it’s mostly just bayou plants that have names that are juuuust close enough to something alastor-related to be funny to me#no one else will get it or find it funny but that’s okay 👍#trying to think of a way to incorporate a kind of jazzy motif without resorting to like. notes and clefs bc that’s a bit on the nose idk#maybe I’m just thinking too hard about this#also thinking of a stylized superhet circuit diagram (or part of it lol)#yes I have 500 ideas no the mask isn’t big enough to accommodate even 5 of them probably#I also have an old burgundy cloak that would be perfecttttt#I think underneath it I will just wear the normal attire to not venture TOO far from canon lol#so like the red shirt with the cross and the black pants and his lil deerprint dress shoes#I gotta fix the bow tie from this last con bc I forgot the middle was red and ended up cutting up a christmas decoration to sew on lmao#I wanna use something satin so it matches the texture of the rest of the tie lol#idk!!!! I am just excited about this :>
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finally got up the courage to trying binding w the kt tape i got months ago and oh my god. this is a game changer
#i dont think ive felt this ok in my body since i was maybe 10. were on day 3 now and the euphoria is just staying exactly that high#like. i can sleep shirtless. or just Be Shirtless. and my chest looks normal to me#i can lie on my back or lean back and its fine#and just put on a t shirt (COMFORTABLE without a bra holy shit i forgot how nice this feels)#and not have to wear 3 layers and be in a good mood to feel ok#and my posture has been a little better!! so my back doesnt fucking hurt so bad!!#and i dont have to THINK ABOUT IT almost at all#i look nice. like i actually really like how i look. i tried on half my closet lmao#its 1 degree out and im like 'WHATS THE SOONEST I COULD POSSIBLY WEAR A TANK TOP'#fucking incredible#levi.txt#im being safe dw :) followed multiple tutorials and checked everything multiple times so i didnt get hurt lol#did a test strip first didnt put it on too tight etc etc. actually i think its a lil loose. i was very cautious
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Went into city centre today and embarked on an odyssey to find these: a pair of orange shorts for my upcoming Tony Tony Chopper cosplay.
It took 8000 steps of walking and exploring half the clothes shops in town but i did it!
#“’wouldn’t it have been easier to buy online?’ no actually because clothes bought online never fit me :(#i wanted to be able to try something on in a fitting room before buying#anyway now that i’ve got these shorts i can finally adjust the yellow stripped dress i bought into a shirt#today i also bought 3x spicy buldak noodles and a hello kitty desk organiser#cosplay wip
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i think she shoulda gotten cooler boots. this has been a psa
#Chloe Price#Life is Strange#lis#fanart#fan art#my art#meme redraw#shitpost#the red strip on her shirt says FUCK OFF#happy birthday chloe#did i actually finish her tattoo? no <3#im posting it anyway#i'll probably retouch this at some point.
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Oh yea the costumes in late got are so bad even if they are well made like the only one I actually like is sansas coronation gown
Ykw I don't like Sansa's gown either..... My girl looked flat and pastiche in that crown and her hair was SO BAD. The gown itself is fine but doesn't flatter Sophie at all. If it'd been me I'd have stripped the gloves, the weird metal bodice, and the asymmetric sleeves; emphasized Sophie's long neck with a v-neck a la her S1 tourney dress (which could have a ribbon border that echoes the show's neck collar) and done up her hair like for the Ramsay wedding in s5 or put it in a simpler braid that echoed Catelyn's s1 designs. The design of her sleeves was immensely good, but it was absolutely invisible to anyone who just watched the show- I didn't even remember it existed until I googled her coronation dress five minutes ago- so I'd probably flip that out as a one-shoulder cape pinned in place by her furs, and kept the sleeves cut close to her wrist. And then I'd brighten up the entire ensemble by dyeing it a brighter white, to emphasize the whole wedding-in-Winterfell s5 Ramsay wedding parallels without being completely on the nose.
#this has been a rant on fashion opinions that i usually don't feel so strongly abt but like HOW do you miss the boat so much#and not to mention how much the metal bodice is reminiscent of dany's winterfell outfit!!! fuck off!!!!!!!#like literally everyone was in one note costume-wear post s5 except for (maybe) dany#for whom the dark clothes actually looked new and different#keeping jon in furs even in kl??? you could've had him stripped down to shirt-trouser-knee-high-boots!#cersei? wore only black since she blew up the sept like taking the IT was her ghost story#and like i get that was part of the point but it could've been made a dozen other ways THIS ONE just made everything soooooo boring#got#dialux answers questions#anonymous
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sorry i’m just. i’m rewatching the confessions of kristen bouchard rn. getting david’s forgiveness. how clearly the actual act of murdering orson leroux isn’t weighing on her but whether or not the people around her (especially david as her moral authority) will excise her from their lives. how she’s so so so afraid of david cutting her out of his life that she’s reverting to her childhood to approach her feelings of guilt. how the blanket dropping to the floor is her dropping her facade of being okay. how her setting down the ice pick is accepting her dependence on/attachment to david. how she doesn’t want to look at him because then she’ll have to know for sure what he thinks and as much as she pretends to be able to have all the answers through science you can’t navigate emotions through rationality.
#also ofc david in white = purity & kristen’s jacket + white shirt = the purity underneath#& taking her jacket off = stripping down her guilt and “sins” to start anew#& then her taking her shirt off to reveal the cross burns = her childhood (trauma)#and she takes that as rejection when he’s just worried#btw the sex scenes in this show are so unserious#kristen “coming only from penetration w small dick vibes guy’s penis in a car” bouchard#andy “yeah i’ll let my wife fuck me with masks on w/o real questions” bouchard#david “self-guiding penis” acosta#BE SERIOUS WITH ME RN 💀💀💀#i mean they all have self-guiding penises in this show. it’s okay i’m already suspending my disbelief#you know what they always say: foreplay is just as important as the actual sex#evil cbs
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My cousin still hasn't finished watching season three of mob psycho 100
#mp100#she's sooooooo#real tbh#I'd do the same#he doesn't even actually strip#he just takes off his shirt
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i walk into a coffee shop and order an iced chai and i know the barista clocked me as queer immediately because they said “and will that be with oak milk?” i’m SICK
#what gave it away ? the oversized strip shirt tucked into oversized jeans or the novelty earrings#it actually made me really happy though bc it’s like The Bisexual Fear of being perceived as straight so i’m glad they were Aware#anyway i’m gonna work on the salie angst probably#(she said. like a LIAR)#post: personal
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Like i have so many thoughts about the production but all i can manage right now is Roxy and Velma were both MILFS (Charlotte d'Amboise as Roxy I'm in love), Jinkx as Mama set a new standard for the role imo (she channels Marcia Lewis and a glorious John Waters energy alongside her own elegance that i just adore), James T. Lane is the best Billy Flynn I've ever seen (best We Both Reached for the Gun AUGH), the jazz band being on stage as part of the set and ensemble was delicious, the ensemble was SO HOT HOLY SHIT, and R. Lowe as Mary Sunshine rewired my brain
Gods I'm just so fuckin queer
#r lowe stripped down to his braces and vest during one of the last numbers and started doing strong man poses#in full drag make up after singing a woman's operatic role and i thought i was going to fuckin die new gender unlocked#he even stopped to take a picture with me he was so kind egehdhdb#i got a video of jinkx addressing their fans my god they're so kind and so gracious and so patient#the ensemble member who played Freddie aka boyfriend who gets shot was a huge silver haired dilf in leather pants#all the men were either in unbuttoned sheer shirts or sheer longsleeve shirts like- hhhhh thank you#also i dont know if stage shows usually have older roxy and Velma but its so refreshing and made me actually like roxy#i usually find her intolerable and exhausting but Charlotte made her absolutely delightful and manic as an older woman#still hoping for her big break instead of a bratty younger usurper
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Everytime 10 in a fic is in some kind of sexy/smutty situation and someone is hurriedly taking his shirt off to meet bare skin... No. Sorry, darling, this is wrong. He is a Queen of Layers, Master of Weird Outfits, Emotionally and Physically Enclosed Bitch, The Drama and The Moment, The Wearer of 2 T-shirts, a Shirt and 2 Jackets. It takes ages to strip that alien.
#i don't hate on any writer#just to be sure#it's just an iconic outfit#i just want character to remove his coat and then the suit-jacket#loosen and remove the tie#then unbutton and take off his shirt#and there's an undershit. which is understandable#so they strip him of it only to see... another undershirt? ok?#they take it off#and there's another#and another#...#ok that's it#no sex for you#sorry got carried away#actually shocked how 14 spent most of the time with only 3 layers on#he's just like my dad#which is extremely weird in this context#but when i have tshirt and a light jacket on bc of chilly wind he can wear 5 layers#and NEVER less than 2#doctor who#dw#the doctor#tenth doctor#10th doctor
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currently having the softest thoughts about dad!simon :’))
like the way he’s stripping off his Henley t-shirt at the hospital right after you give birth because he “read somethin’ about how bein’ skin to skin is better fer ‘em,” not wasting any time in letting your newborn child rest on his tattooed chest while you take a small break.
or how he would gently push you back into bed when the baby starts crying in the middle of the night (especially in those first couple of days), answering your mumbled annoyance with a smeared kiss to your forehead and pulling the comforter up higher around your body. “haven’t ‘ad good sleep in nine months, lovie—i’ll take care of the bug, ‘lright? tha’s it, go back to bed sweetheart.” takes care of the baby while he watches footy and rugby, one arm cradling the swaddled up little one against his chest as the other nurses half a beer (the other half having been poured into soap’s cup of whiskey, “fer added flavor”).
the boys actually enjoy having to transition from nights out to the bar to nights crowded in yours and simon’s basement. they all take turns cradling your newborn gently, snapping at each other when they get a bit too rowdy and more than happy to give you a break from the baby whenever you needed it.
#i’m just rambling at this point#don’t mind me#ink speaks ✿#simon ghost riley#simon ghost riley x you#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley#simon riley x you#simon riley x reader#iNs over 1k ❂#iNs dadforce!141 •
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Thinking about a Reader who ends up having Scary Dog Privileges with Ghost without meaning to. It just happened.
Then they have to deal with the fact that this comes with duties too.
Tags: civilian!reader, gn!reader, mostly fluff, a bit suggestive, smug!Ghost, smooth!Ghost. 800 words.
Part 2. Part 3.
When Ghost is reluctant to getting sutured in Medical after accidentally opening his stitches, grumbling he can do it himself, who does the nurse call for? Yeah, you.
She could stand her ground, after all she's used to dealing with big, whiny men, but it's much more fun to knock on your door and smile at your bewildered gaze and gaping mouth when she explains the situation in two sentences.
"Ghost's being difficult, mind taking over?" "I'm sorry, what the hell does this have to do with me?" "C'm'on, everyone on base knows he's got a soft spot for you. Don't you want to make my job easier?"
You roll your eyes and slam your hands on your desk as you get up. Groaning as you walk past her— "I'm doing this for you, nothing else, got it?"
Mumbling to yourself "you've got to be kidding me" as you barge into the sick bay. Ghost is coolly seated at the end of a bed, large as life, casual clothes as black as his mask and— oh. You weren't told the wound was on his thigh— you weren't warned that he didn’t have pants on. You can’t help it, your eyes go down, down, your lingering gaze and your flustered silence forming a confession louder than words.
A noise — a scoff or a grunt, you’re not sure — emanates from him, breaks your trance, makes you look up. The amusement in his gaze tells you he noticed your oggling— of course he did. Nothing gets past the Ghost, and you've been remarkably unsubtle. Despite the mask, you swear you can make out the smug smirk on his lips. His cockiness reignites your irritation. Annoyance making you bolder than you really are, you charge at him, crossing the distance between you two in a stride, stopping close— too close. He doesn't back off.
"What's wrong with you?" you snarl. "Nothin'," he retorts, imperturbable.
It's actually the first time you’re overlooking him. You may be enjoying it a bit too much. Nevermind the fact that you've had to wedge yourself between his parted legs to get there.
You frown, unconvinced by his answer.
“Did Soap contaminate you?”
Bargaining to be cleared out earlier was the Scotsman's trademark.
“Johnny throws a fit cos he hates feeling useless. That's not what I'm doing.”
A smirk stretches your lips.
“Oh, no? I'm sure your reasons are much more noble.”
“Doesn't matter. Got what I wanted anyway.”
He's way too self-satisfied for a man in his underwear.
You throw an unequivocal look in the direction of his injury.
“What you wanted? A still open wound?”
“You.”
He replied without missing a beat, as confident as usual. It is both alluring and aggravating.
“And your idea of wooing me is making me upset?”
You don't add “because if it is, that's really fucking stupid” out loud, but you’re sure he got the message through your tone.
“Nah. But you're more honest when you’re angry. Gutsier.”
You only realize he slipped his index and middle fingers in your trouser loops when he sharply tugs at them. Off balance, you steady yourself by catching his shoulders.
Taking advantage of the strip of bare skin between your shirt and bottoms, the pads of his thumbs idly stroke your hip bones. The contact sends electricity through you, shivers of pleasure running down your sides.
“Ghost,” you start, severe, trying not to let the effect his touch has on you show in your voice.
“Simon,” he counters, surly. “Told ya it's Simon when we're alone, didn't I?”
He did, but you didn’t think he was serious. If that's what it takes to get him to listen… you’ll play by his rules.
“Simon. What's the rest of your brilliant plan? I'm here, but I can’t stitch you up.”
“How ‘bout a deal. I'll stop resisting… for a price.”
You raise an amused eyebrow.
“What kind of price?”
“A kiss.”
You snort. You didn’t believe him capable of something so… puerile.
“With the mask on?”
He doesn't move a muscle to get rid of it.
“Take it off.”
You usually wouldn’t obey what sounds like an order so easily, but it's the first time you get to touch the skull. Slipping two fingers between skin and cloth, you slowly roll up the mask all the way under his nose.
You gently trace the scars surrounding his lips. Then, the second you feel him relax, grip on your hips slackening and intensity of his gaze waning, you grab the bottom of his mask and drag it back down vigorously, making the holes for the eyes land way too low for him to see anything.
“If you thought you'd get a reward for acting out, you've got another think coming.”
#mine#ghost x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost riley#cod#cod fanfic#cod x reader#writings#writers on tumblr#playing around with the format ~ :)#cos the post is prettier this way lol#cod fluff#cod mw2#cod mwii#call of duty x reader#cod modern warfare#cod mw3#fluff#ghost x you#ghost x y/n#simon ghost riley x you#simon riley x reader#cod ghost#ghost cod#ghost fluff#ficlet#cod fic#1k#!!!#2k
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One of the best parts about working at a sex shop is the employee discount, and yeah that means excellent deals on sex supplies but that's not the big brain part.
You come to my house. Something is cooking in the kitchen- it smells wonderful. What is it? It's novelty dick-shaped pasta. I've set up a sensual sexy Italian dinner. There are candles set up on the table. They're melting too fast, dripping everywhere- they're low temp waxplay pillar candles. For dessert, I serve you a delicious ice cream topped in penis-shaped rainbow confetti sprinkles and strawberry body paint drizzle, and afterwards, serve coffee with roasted hazelnut warming lube.
We play a board game while we drink. It's sexy monopoly. It's your turn. You roll the dice. They come up as 'whisper into' and 'butt'. I lost the original dice. We're using the sexy dice. You move four spaces.
After dinner, I run you a bath. A bubble bath. The bubble gel? Sensual ocean breeze. There are candles lined up around the tub. The scent is overpowering. Why? They're three-in-one fruit flavored massage oil candles. I'm using so much. It's so wasteful. Do you want to shave? I have conditioning shave cream that smells like limes. And an electric body razor, but you can't use that in the tub.
How about a bath bomb? You toss one in. It's cherry blossom scented. As it dissolves, three sexy bath sex suggestion cards fall out. They're all variations on doggy style, probably because fucking in a bathtub is probably the easiest way to break your hip.
The water cools. You get out an dry off with a novelty towel. If you wrap it around your chest, it looks like you have gigantic tatas bursting through the fabric like the Hulk.
You walk into the bedroom. I'm there, reading an instructional book titled "The Housewife's Guide To Every Day Stripping". I'm wearing a neck pillow designed to look like a massive curved weiner. Also a pair of fake leather bondage leggings and an oversized men's christmas T-shirt that says "Jingle My Bells" across the front.
I see you come in. I put down the book, take off the pillow. Offer you a massage. You accept. I already burned up all the massage candles so I pop a new bottle of CBD massage oil that says something wrong about Chakras on it. It's very gritty. That's because there's little chunks of amethyst in it for some fucking reason. It's fine, though. You say you don't mind.
I don't do massages very often. It's bad. You end up more tense than before. One of your muscles starts to cramp- it's okay. I whip out a bottle of Lidocane topical masculine performance numbing spray. You immediately feel like your shoulder went to the dentist. It's not ideal, but it's better than cramping.
You're not in the mood to bone after that. Which is good, cause I'm actually pretty asexual, but it hasn't come up yet so I'm relieved to avoid the conversation. Instead we get ready for bed. (The weather is terrible, and I insist you stay over.) I set up the futon, then realize it smells like cigarettes from the previous owner and shyly ask if you wanna cuddle in my room. You're down.
I crawl under the covers, placing my penis-shaped pink glitter pride bottle on the side table in case one of us wakes up thirsty. Once you're settled in, I turn off the glowing bare ass night light and the room goes black.
It takes a few seconds for your eyes to adjust, but when they do, you look up at the ceiling. It's dotted all over with little green flourescent lights. Are they plastic stars? No. I've pinned up a thousand glow in the dark condoms. God bless
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