#tonio k

[daily-life-in-the-food-chain]

Well

Song: Life in the foodchain

[kckatie]

I still have the album. Richard Rosson, of all people, put me on to this guy

[awsmdog-blog]

Tonio K- Life in the Foodchain - Willie and the Pigman

[duckapus]

Had ideas for a few post-arc scenes that I don't currently have the energy to write;

-Ash setting Tama up with a provisional trainer license (basically lets her have Pokemon registered to her despite not being ten yet but she can't do Major Official Trainer Activities like gym challenges, contests, Battle Facilities, etc.) because the Pokemon who've been hanging out with her very much want her to be their trainer. Magcargo's kind of the odd one out since he's only been around her for like an hour cumulatively and he kind of got dragged into this without any idea what was happening but he's still interested because she seems nice. There's some concern about Hoopa staying since he has friends in Dahara City in Kalos... until he points out that Hyperspace Hole still exists and he can come and go literally whenever.

Pikachu officially passes on the role of the Pichu Brothers' chaos wrangler to Absol, in a slightly funny moment where he tries to be all serious about it and put his hand on her shoulder all dramatically, ruined by the fact that he's so much shorter than her that he has to balance awkwardly on his tail to even reach her shoulder (and further undercut by the fact that what he actually says is "they're your problem now. good luck". Also, there is of course much gushing over Gardevoir, Guardeon and Dragaurora's evolutions.

-One of the suggestions for Devos's situation is putting Tonio on the throne, which both he and Valiant are adamantly against because favored by the Muses or not a guy who's been a wandering outlaw and proud of it for nearly a decade is not a good choice for ruling a kingdom in turmoil. Plus having a Songbird as a king would just be weird.

-Kelsie gets Vitality set up in the infirmary and assures everyone that she's expected to make a full recovery eventually, though from what she can tell of how the whole healing flame thing is working it'll take anywhere from one month to three for her to wake up. Then when she's alone she calls Director K to let him know that her reports will be less frequent for the foreseeable future since with Vitality out of commission she's the only medic right now.

-Mr. L presents the completed Meme Suppression Bullets to Jayin, warning her that it will take a few weeks for the virus they're made out of to complete its work. She's not too fussed about that, they'd expected and planned for something like that after all, and sends for her firewalls and their assistants, leading directly into That One Post.

[maestro-of-clockwork]

jester and sketch are dead you can go home now

Don't waste my time with stupid little lies, Anon...especially when it concerns them.

[bwoahtastic]

Tonio has the patience of a saint! Tonio teaches pre-K and has Teddy Alex trying to stroke his ears, Mousy Nicky is nervous, kitty Max is pouncing cause he had too much sugar this morning and birdie Logan is trying to leap off the table to fly! Let alone the others too!

His classes are small but chaotic but he does so well with them!

Tonio in his pretty flowy pants and flowery dresses just being a freaking Saint! Luckily the school is smart enough to keep the little ones in small classes so they get more attention from the teacher. I could definitely see it beibg a private school tbh cos ofc Toto would make sure his babies get the best only!

Tonio alwsys let's the pups explore in their own ways, let's teddy Alex stroke teacher tonio's soft cow ears or touch the septum piercing and answers Alex million questions jsks

Mousy nicky being anxious so he wants to hold tonio's hand, while Max has some zoomies which tonio ofc encourages cos Max never used to do that! He only has to be careful with Logie trying to yeet himself off the table to fly with his tiny lil feathers ksks

Maybe he has some more pups like the oldest of Checo's kittens, Val's little Zhou with his changing hair (or maybe even chonqy otter pup Val😭), little raccoon Charles who demands to be brushed a lot!

[contentment-of-cats]

Pyrondi misbehaves

Artur Tagge is property of @aeon2407, used here with his grace and kindness.

It's a fucking mess, and Artur is chin deep in it. Governor Oulis is not only a double agent, but a play-both-ends-against-the-middle agent. Now the 96th Task force, the 501st, and 1st SCAR are in the shit, and he was babysitting a bunch-

chak-chak

of naval

chak-chak

officers who'd

chak-chak

come down

chak-chak

here on leave and-

chak-chunk

That was a RP-A501 grenade launcher getting a top-off and the loading port being closed. He looked around, spotting Kimmund searching for the source of the-

K-cheeeeeeeeee

The sound of a Aratech Z-series speeder bike firing. Two, then three. His own troops wouldn't dare, much less the 501st who wouldn't wipe themselves if Vader breathed wrong. Artur broke into a flat run. The naval officers. Dammit right to-

He hit the deck as one of the bikes came down the ramp in reverse, leveled out and blew for the mouth of the cavern. One navy driver and one on the back, reversed, and carrying a DC15-A, not a jot of fucking armor on either-

K-cheeeeeeeeee

He'd been climbing to his knees and hit the deck again as another bike reversed down the ramp, the navy cutie still swinging her leg over with her rifle-toting friend on the back. No A-501s in sight and-

K-cheeeeeeeeee

This time Artur steps back and eyeballs the one backing down the ramp. It's the tiny lieutenant with an A501 on her back and a fast-reloader swinging at her side. Artur leaps, seeing his father charging out of the troop carrier, shouting - no doubt at the top of his lungs. Artur lands on the pillion hard enough to make it fishtail, but not hard enough to stop the guided missile from taking off - and trying to remove him with every maneuver. He tried squeezing the breath out of her.

"I am ordering you to stop immediately and return to-"

"I'm the shooty one and you're the groundpounder. You are not in my chain of command, so fuck off in all directions Major Tagge!"

The shooty one. The Seventh. The Chimaera. One of the thorns in Uncle Tonio's side. Artur kicked himself. Pyrondi.

[brookstonalmanac]

Birthdays 7.4

Beer Birthdays

Cord Hinrich Haake (1801)

J.P. Benzel (1833)

Alonzo Gilford Van Nostrand (1854)

Sammy Fuchs (1905)

Jos Brouwer

Gary Gilman (1950)

Dave Hoops (1967)

Five Favorite Birthdays

Rube Goldberg; cartoonist (1883)

Tonio K.; rock singer, songwriter (1950)

Thomas Nagel; philosopher (1937)

Hiram Walker; distiller (1816)

Bill Withers; pop singer, songwriter (1938)

Famous Birthdays

Elena Arzak; Spanish chef (1969)

Calvin Coolidge; 30th U.S. President (1872)

Al Davis; Oakland Raiders owner/manager (1929)

Stephen Foster; songwriter (1826)

Giuseppe Garibaldi; Italian patriot (1807)

Hannah Harper; English Adult actress (1982)

Nathaniel Hawthorne; writer (1804)

Ron Kovic; anti-war activist, veteran, writer (1946)

Ann Landers; advice columnist (1918)

Floyd Little; Dencer Broncos RB (1942)

Gina Lollobrigida; Italian actor (1928)

Manolete; Spanish bullfighter

Louis B. Mayer; movie studio executive (1885)

Alyssa Miller; model (1989)

Mitch Miller; choir leader (1911)

Neil Morrissey; English actor (1962)

George Murphy; actor, dancer, politician (1902)

Geraldo Rivera; television personality (1943)

Eva Marie Saint; actor (1924)

Neil Simon; playwright (1927)

Bill Tuttle; Detroit Tigers CF (1929)

Darth Vader (a.k.a. Anakin Skywalker; 42 BBY)

Abigail Van Buren; advice columnist (1918)

John Waite; pop singer (1955)

Edward Craven Walker; lava lamp inventor (1918)

Al "Blind Owl" Wilson; rock singer, guitarist (1943)

[dobbiamo-capire]

#fran how can you still be alive

I'm not. sending this from my grave. pls come to my funeral.

I will🥺 and i’ll try to bring Tonio too, i’ll k*dnap him from Monza to go see your grave and say “you did this. Your interaction with Daniel made a death. Think before interact with people.”���️

[electroquirkmusic]

Tonio K, 1986: "I'm Supposed To Have Sex With You"

we'll have the sex now sex is next!

[daily-life-in-the-food-chain]

Mother

Song: Life in the foodchain

[kckatie]

Bonus track: Tonio K. - Life in the Foodchain

I had this album on green vinyl from back in the late 1970s

[s-s-painland]

Pirate! Spain x Orca! England pt 0.5

I drew something for this au and I really wanted to show it off, but I think it'd be more fun if I wrote a little to accompany the piece. :3

This scene may be a little out of context, and when motivation strikes I'll start from the beginning later.

This takes place towards the beginning, when they're children.

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Antonio had been visiting the old dock outside of town for the past four days since he met the strange mer-child. By the time he spots the hidden waterlogged dock the blonde child was already there, like they had been for the past four days as if waiting for him. He breaks out into a grin and speeds up to a jog, cheeks hurting at the force of his grin excited to spend the day with his new friend. Talking to each other was a little difficult, but to Antonio's amazement his new friend seems to be picking up on speaking rather quickly! They're already able to ask basic questions! Sometimes it's a little hard to understand but Toni tries his best and teaches his friend as they go along.

" 'Tonio!" A loud voice accompanied an inhuman squeal of excitement as they wave back. They had forgot the first syllable to his name again, but he didn't mind since they were so excited. Antonio slowed down as he neared the dock, skipping the last few steps before kneeling down at the edge close to the water where his friend was.

"Hi!" He breaths through labored breaths smiling still, the creature grinned back and chirped, large tail slapping against the surface of the water in their excitement.

"Hiii!" They drawled out hands tapping mindless patterns against the wood practically vibrating with their excitement. Antonio huffs out a fond laugh before setting down a book he brought with him.

"Look! I found a book on sea creatures! Maybe we'll find out what exactly you are!" He taps at the cover of his book vibrating in his own excitement. His friend pulls themselves up a bit to get a better look at what he brought.

"Booook? Wha' am?" They tilt their head to the side making a sound of confusion as they watch Antonio open the book.

Mhm~ You're not like any merfolk I've ever seen, so I thought maybe we'd find your kind in here!"

"Mewrfwok?" They tried, blinking a few times before furrowing their brow realizing what they said didn't sound like what he said. They open and close their mouth repeatedly trying to wrap their head around the sound they were supposed to make.

"Mer. Fol. k." Antonio breaks it down slowly while flipping through pages until he found the one on warmwater merfolk, he looks up and taps at the picture.

"These." His friend looks down at the page, tilting their head to try and get a better look at the picture. Laughing a little at their antics and turned the book around so it was upright for the creature. Bright green eyes go wide and they push themselves back with their arms while growling at the picture.

"B-aad!" They snap their teeth, low growl still rumbling in their chest. so deep Antonio could feel it in his. "Hu-rt me." They reach up and tap at their head where the wound he had fixed four days earlier for his friend.

"Is that how you got hurt?" A blonde head nods up and down quickly.

"Mea-n to me, don' kn-oh why. Me ne'er hu-rt th-eh-m" They whine scooting closer to the human, lifting themselves up into his space.

" Tonio st-ay fr-om meh-r f-oh-l-k." They demand seriously pressing even further into his face, he leans backwards a bit looking at his friend a little cross-eyed.

"Okay, promise." He nods slowly while the creature slowly pulls back out of his space looking satisfied. Antonio looks down again and turns the book back around to flip through it's pages, taking the time to read briefly and admire the illustrations, trying to find something that matches his friend. The two of them sat in silence save for the soft sound of the waves.

About half way through the book Antonio stops, staring down at the page in front of him in surprise.

Whale-folk

an incredibly rare species with several different breeds, each of them immensely powerful in both strength and magic. frequently called the rulers of the ocean. Most whale-folk are friendly to terrestrial creatures, and even other sea dwelling creatures. Although there are a few that are notably hyperaggressive and dangerous.

Amongst these aggressive breeds is the Killer folk. The Killer folk closely resemble the killer whale, with the large black and white tale and face markings. But most notably is their wicked intelligence and propensity for violence. Sailors are most afraid of these folk, their magic just as violent and conniving as their personalities. Some Killer folk had been known to disguise themselves as humans and play with terrestrial folk, usually reaping widespread destruction in their boredom. Of all the Whale-folk the killer breed are the most feared and were often hunted to minimal success-

Antonio stops reading and looks up at his friend, staring at the pretty and soft face in front of him. He tilts his head to the right and studies the possible orca. His friend blinks and tilts their head with him, staring back while cooing in question. 'They don't seem all that dangerous.... Are they really an orca?' He leans to the side and tries to get a peak at their tale. catching the familiar sight of the black and white pattern of an orca he nods his head, fully confident in his decision. He closes the book and puts it behind him before laying down on his stomach grinning in excitement.

"I think I figured out what you are." He hums laying his head on his folded arms watching as his friend lowers themselves back into the water to look at him better staring with rapt attention and amazement.

"Mm? Wha' am?"

"You're what's called a whale-folk, more specific, you're an Orca." He states confidently while reaching out to hold and play with a clawed hand. giggling at the sparkle of excitement in the eyes of his pretty orca friend.

"Orc-aa?" Antonio nods a little smiling.

"Orca!" His friend trills claws flexing slightly.

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Lol this was as fun to write as it was to draw, its kinda half-assed in it's worldbuilding and I'm likely to change things around a bit at a later date. But I hope you all enjoyed!

Antonio is 10 and Arthur is about 8. Idk if it's obvious but Arthur doesn't get a proper name until a little while after this. Also lol Antonio can't tell if Arthur is a boy or girl and just thinks he's really pretty and moved on.

@breadsoda here you are <3

[maestro-of-clockwork]

Hello, Antonio. I apologize for my disappearance during these last two months but I have come by to say hello! I have seen that especially as of recently you have gone a little.. How do I say this?

Rampant. For a lack of a better word.

And I mean that in absolutely no offense! I have also seen that you've made a little game for a few of your coworkers, which I am quite curious about. But, I must stop myself before I go on a huge rant. Anyways, I hope you're doing well.

From: Do you know who? :)

Don't feel the need to apologise, a simple 'hello' is always welcome here...

Funnily enough, my outer rampant behaviour has calmed itself considerably since the first few rounds of this game. I don't mind at all for you to speak at length of your curiosity - in fact, I encourage it.

As for your identity...I have a good hunch that I know it. :)

[bullet-prooflove]

Mine: Antonio Dawson x Reader

Rated M for smut

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You hadn’t expected Severide to run his mouth. It had been a one-night stand when you’d first transferred to Chicago after a messy divorce five years ago. Two lonely hearts finding each other in the midst of the turbulence and carving out a shallow connection, it had been over and done with.  You’d seen him since but the two of you moved in different orbits and you were glad for it. It was in Molly’s one night he brought up the headboard. He’d had a little too much to drink and was proclaiming you owed him one since you’d broken his headboard that time.

It was long in the past but the idea of another man’s hands on you especially Severide’s drove Antonio crazy. He was pissed that the other man had brought it up in the first place. He knew about the one-night stand, knew that there were no feelings there at least not on your side but that savage urge to claim you vibrated through him. The thought of Severide’s hands on you made him want to spend the night tangled up in you, kissing you, reminding you who you belonged to.  

He was quiet on the drive home, his dark eyes glinting in the light from the streetlamp. You could see the tension in his jaw, the way the skin stretched white over his knuckles as he grasped the steering wheel. His right hand deviated from the gear stick, instead coming to rest upon your knee. His thumb smoothed over the indentation as his fingertips brushed over the hem of your dress, pushing it higher.

“I hate the thought of his hands on you.” Antonio told you, bunching the fabric tightly in his hand so that the lace began to tear. “I hate the thought of him kissing you, fucking you.”

“Toni.” You said, your fingers entwined with his before you guided his hand between your legs. “You’re the only man I want, the only one that has ever made me feel like I’m worth something.”

He inclined his head towards you.

“Baby, you mean everything to me.” He told you, his fingertip grazing over your moist core through the cotton of your panties. You were soaking already, the material sticking to the outline of your clit as his finger traced over it slowly.

“Show me.” You breathed. “Show me that I belong to you.”

You don’t make it home. You end up in the empty carpark of a movie theatre, in the backseat of the car. Your panties are long gone, tossed God knows where. Antonio drew you into his lap, his hand gripping your jaw guiding your mouth back to his. His kisses are searing, each one sending a blaze of heat pulsing through you, chasing away every single one of your thoughts. When he entered you it’s with slow intentional thrusts, giving you just a little bit more each time. You want it all, you crave the way he fills you, the noise he makes when he’s finally seated deep inside of you. You whine as he teases you and he smiles, because he knows, how needy he makes you, how desperate. “Mine.” He whispered, his teeth grazing the curve of your throat. “All fucking mine.”

He fucked you like a man possessed, with roaming hands and a pace that’s unrelenting. He hit that devious little spot inside of you, the one that made you fucking sing every time. He listened to the pitch of your whimpers, drawing out each and every stroke until he heard your breath become ragged and that feral noise emit from your throat.

“Tell me, I’m the only one.” He snarled, his hand in your hair, winding it tightly around his fist as he forced you to look into his furious black eyes. “Tell me I’m the only one that’s ever fucked you this good.”

“Toni, there’s no one else that has made me feel the way you do, no one else I love more than you. No one else who can fuck like me this.” You uttered, your fingers carding through his hair. His hands came to rest upon your hips, fingertips digging into your flesh as he thrust up into you.

“You gonna cum for me baby?” He growled against your skin. “Gonna squeeze my dick so tight that I cum inside of you? Would you like that?”

“Fuck Toni.” You breathed, pink flushing across your cheeks. “I need it. I need you.”

“I got you, baby.” He whispered, his hand coming to rest on your throat. His dark eyes were on yours as he squeezed just a little, your pulse thrumming underneath the pad of his thumb. You exhaled, that savage smile spreading across your lips as the ecstasy exploded through your synapses like a firework. A haze of pleasure, noise and colour erupted inside of you as you came. The orgasm hit Antonio like a freight train, ploughing through his senses as he spilled himself deep inside. Fuck he loved this, loved you, loved the feel of himself leaking out of you.

“I love you; you know that right?” he murmured, his thumb trailing over the shape of your lips.

“Yea Toni,” you whispered. “I do.”

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