#yonke

[guiascercademi]

¿Donde hay un yonke cerca de mi ubicacion?

[oasistheplanet]

[moriaarts]

Cody gets sit reps from all his former units. He will not admit it but Boil and Waxers are his favourite.

This took me so long but i loved making it so much. Are they in their 30s or their 50s that is up to you but i needed them old and in love and living their best life with Numa and with a cameo from Wooley.

[stealingpotatoes]

Sometimes I think of Jaina Jacen and Anakin Solo at your version Luke’s academy

Anakin my precious little baby boy, Jaina my absolute bad ass

plus Sweet Sunshine Gremlin Jacen Syndulla meaning Angsty teen “I wanna go my own way” Jacen Solo

i don't rlly know anything abt the legends organa-solo kids but you legends girlies are starved so i wanted to draw them anyway <3

[chronicowboy]

It's late when they get back to Evan's loft, his boyfriend offering him sanctuary in what he's promised to be the most luxurious bed in all of Los Angeles and a strictly innocent no-hands-below-the-waist safe zone—which had been promised after Tommy had yawned for the seventh time (I've been counting, come home with me, let me take care of you). And Tommy's never been a very strong man when it comes to Evan, he'd discovered that pretty quickly, but right then he can't imagine anything better than sinking into his arms for the night, than waking up curled around him the next morning.

Except, as soon as the door closes behind them, Tommy finds himself wanting to make this night last a little longer. The dim lights in the kitchen cast Evan in a beautiful glow, shadows dancing over the angular lines of his face, and Tommy just wants. He watches Evan busy himself at the sink and thinks about the bottled sunshine of him as he'd said that he needed someone to dance with.

Tommy pulls his phone out of his back pocket and opens YouTube, finds some playlist of old love songs by the greats like Fitzgerald and Sinatra that he knows will make Evan get all flustered, turn that delicious shade of pink. He lets the ads play out before he turns the sound up and sets his phone down on the kitchen island.

Evan turns around as the beginning notes of The Way You Look Tonight start to play, a cute little frown twisting his eyebrows. Tommy doesn't say a word, just drifts around the island to Evan's side and holds out a hand. Evan only looks down at it, blinking hard.

"We didn't get our dance," Tommy murmurs. When Evan's eyes find him, they're wide and raw and oh-so-blue. Tommy could drown in them. He thinks he might want to.

"Oh," Evan chokes out, tiniest smile dancing across his lips.

Before Tommy can worry about it, Evan is bypassing his offered hand to wrap his arms around his neck. Tommy's hands settle at his waist like instinct despite the fact they've really only done anything like this a few times. And then they start to sway together, gentle, barely even moving really. Just close. Evan rests his head on Tommy's shoulder, and something dangerous and wonderful happens inside Tommy's chest. A feeling he hasn't felt for a long time. And maybe it should scare him, so soon, but how could he ever be scared with Evan humming along softly in his ear, the rumble of it reverberating through Tommy's ribcage too, waking his heart up completely.

"Yes, you're lovely," Tommy croons along with Sinatra. It's a little cheesy, sure, a lot sappy, but it's worth it for the smile he can feel against the sensitive skin of his neck as it crawls over Evan's face. "With your smile so warm and your cheeks so soft." Here, he's helpless to do anything but drop a chaste peck to the apple of Evan's cheek, watching it bloom pink as a cherry blossom beneath his lips.

"There is nothing for me but to love you." Tommy lets Frank sing that one alone.

They're not there yet, but, God, Tommy really thinks he's heading that way. And when Evan picks his face up to rest their foreheads together instead, Tommy thinks maybe he's feeling it too. They just look at each other for a moment, drinking it all in as the song continues in the background. And then Evan is murmuring,

"And that laugh that wrinkles your nose," as he leans up to kiss the tip of Tommy's nose, and Tommy wrinkles it in answer, smiling wide, "it touches my foolish heart."

And, of course, Evan knows this song. A love song as soft and gentle as he is. Tommy kisses him for it. On the mouth this time.

It's not their first kiss. Not their second. It's their third. Certain, sure, but still chaste. Slow and unhurried. Exploring without intent, just to get to know each other. Gentle pressure and the slightest hint of tongue as they linger in it, loathe to separate.

It's as the final note of the song plays that Tommy has to pull away with a jaw-cracking yawn. Evan only huffs a laugh at him.

"Come on, you big lug," he murmurs, swaying back in for one last brush of lips. "Let's get you to bed."

[polar-equinoxx]

mav that isn’t a very platonic way to look at your wingman….

[lilyrighter]

I don't know if anyone's been thinking of the Reverse Falls AU lately, but it just hit me how The Book of Bill has retroactively made Reverse!Bill, Will, a better opposite to Canon!Bill.

Obviously I wasn't the one to come up with the AU so I don't know for certain, but I'm pretty sure that at the time Will was meant to be comedically drastic from Bill, being a weepy, despondent pushover with no intent to do harm in opposition to Bill's cheery and independent "I'd eat your whole family if I could!" nature. A fun contrast, seeing a charismatic all powerful character as a version of himself who seems far more pathetic.

After TBoB though, it gives an idea of how two versions of Bill reacted to differently to accidentally destroying their own dimensions and everyone they ever knew, assuming the same event happens in Reverse Falls.

Our Bill has turned to deep, deep, deep repression and denial, telling people that he liberated his dimension, that he did them a favor! He'll sometimes share the truth of its destruction like with Ford, but only on rare occasions. He's pushed it so far to the back of his mind that he can't even properly recall what happened without blacking out. Oh. but he's fiiiiine btw, it doesn't bother him AT ALL and anyone who says otherwise is a CAPITALIST!

Will in comparison? Judging by his nature and attitude, it'd be easy to assume that he took the opposite route and has been dwelling on his actions for trillions of years. Not a single day goes by where he doesn't think about every life he ended and wallows in his mistakes. So caught up in misery and self pity that he doesn't take any initiative in what's happening around him, won't allow himself new potential happiness or friends.

Bill wants to put his past behind him while Will can do nothing but dwell in it.

[ishikawayukis]

let's survive!

[shirehobbit]

@lotr20 day one (11th Dec): memory | history | home

I can see the Shire ... The Brandywine River, Bag End, Gandalf's fireworks . . . the lights in the Party Tree . . . Rosie Cotton dancing ... she had ribbons in her hair . . . if ever I was to marry someone . . . it would have been her . . . it would have been her. I'm glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee . . . here at the end of all things.

[rogueddie]

Kendrick going off on his tracks about how Drake abuses his power, abuses women, abuses children, abuses drugs, traffics people, employs sex offenders and is a pedo, that he lies about everything he is, everything he does and even his two (2!!) children, that he's a culture vulture and "takes" his n word pass, compares him to Weinstein and says he should die, that he fetishises black women, and saying he has more dirt because he has a mole in Drakes crew feeding him information...

Drakes response?

"lol no I totally fed you lies about me being a pedo on purpose to make you look dumb but also I never touched Millie Bobby Brown ☝️🤓"

Bruv is fucked, he ain't even trying to stand up, someone needs to mercy kill him at this point I s2g it's so fucking rough

[ieromoon]

[iravaid]

Continuing on with the oc magazine sheets, here's Lunchbox! Do NOT tear off the sticker sheet without buying. All proceeds are going to Lunchbox's legal fees.

ft her actual character info

Can find me here on artfight!

[montydrawsstuff]

🤷‍♂️

[prentissluvr]

CONGRATS ON 800 RAAAAAAH THATS MY FRIGGIN GORL!!!!!!!!!!! for ur gift from me to u please take the thought of our beloved boy Sam deciding that you groaning about aches and pains in your legs and back are too irritating and gives you a massage that turns into backshots okay I love u have a good day xoxo yonks anon

THANK YOU BESTIEEEE ARGHHH HEHE <333

omg thanks for a gift wowow you're too cute and sweet heh HAVE A LOVELY DAY <333

MDNI with this post please please please !!!!

hehe at first he's like aweee my poor baby is sore :(( i'll massage it for you :) but omg you're still complaining while he massages you, half moaning how it feels nice and thanking him for being sweet, then groaning about how annoying it is that you're so sore. so he finishes massaging your legs (and totally teases you and tries to get you worked up by being so so handsy with your thighs)

then you're shifting around to lay on your stomach and he flips you over, basically straddling your ass as he massages your back. he pays special attention to your lower back both because he knows that's where you're most sore, but also most sensitive. the feeling of his big, encompassing hands splayed over your lower back is intoxicating. his thumbs, then palms press into the upper flesh of your ass, and he sits back on your upper thighs and his hard cock presses into you <3

and finally, he shifts up onto his knees on either side of your legs, grabs your hips and pulls them up until you're settled onto your own knees. he pushes his hips into your ass and asks, "you want this, baby?" of course you want it, there's a reason you were moaning so unabashedly as he gave you a massage.

so he unzips his jeans, pulls his cock from his boxers, then pulls down your pants and underwear and sinks slowly into you because you're already soaking wet from his big hands pawing at you <3

[botanybulbasaur]

vertin gender

hey you guys ever think about how arcana and constantine refer to vertin with feminine terms (ex: lady vertin), how people who are on their side but who are perceived as people who “aren’t close with” vertin time and time again refer to them with “timekeeper” and they/she (ex: sonetto, madam z), and how people who look as vertin not as a leader or an ‘enigma’ (they/she, timekeeper) nor as someone they can pawn on their side (she/her, ‘lady vertin’) refer to them with masculine terms, such as ‘sir’ or ‘lord’? (ex: an—an lee, schneider)

it’s like. the less you look at them as a pawn and the more you look at them as a person the less cisgender everything gets. i should probably do a serious theory on this

[sportsthoughts]

Day 17 of offseason gifs - one of kris' greatest performances