#underbridge

[sagent-of-chaos]

speckled caiman

[trinethramnews]

Accidents : మడికొండ అండర్ బ్రిడ్జి వద్ద నిత్యం ప్రమాదాలు

[calmingram]

A nostalgic playground with ride-on toys under a bridge. It fills you with a warm feeling, as if you can hear the laughter of children.

It is a photo that will surely captivate anyone, whether they have played on it before or are seeing it for the first time.

It reminds us of the innocence of childhood, even as we feel the passage of time.

https://www.instagram.com/calmin.gram/

[sw5w]

Activate the Droids

STAR WARS EPISODE I: The Phantom Menace 01:49:11

[grease-weasel]

the girls are fighting ✨✨ (More Mermay art)

[kitsuxiv]

𝒜𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝑔𝓁𝑜𝓌𝓈, 𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉

[lmsintmedia]

Traders and Squatters Defy Lagos Government’s Eviction Order at Oja Oba Underbridge

Traders and Squatters Ignore Lagos State’s Eviction Order at Oja Oba Underbridge Despite a 24-hour eviction notice issued by the Lagos State Government, traders, squatters, and livestock rearers remain under the Oja Oba Underbridge at Adeniji Adele, continuing their activities in defiance of the directive. The Lagos State Commissioner for Environment and Water Resources, Tokunbo Wahab, had on…

[kitsuxiv]

Doing this for Aruna. Been a bit since I did this so might be a bit rusty

let’s cuddle rp prompts

send in one of the prompts below for my muse’s response. it’s a mixture of platonic, shippy, and smutty. you may specify intentions if you’d like. please add ‘reverse’ at any time to reverse the roles.

( little spoon ) both muses are cuddling and the receiver ends up being the little spoon

( big spoon ) both muses are cuddling and the receiver ends up being the big spoon

( chest ) sender pulls the receiver into their chest for a hug / cuddle

( crawl ) sender crawls into the receiver’s chest for a hug / cuddle

( behind you ) sender hugs the receiver from behind

( side hug ) sender hugs the receiver from the side

( pillow ) sender lays their head on receiver’s chest

( tears ) sender is crying and ends up being held by the receiver for comfort

( hurt ) sender is hurt and is being comforted by the receiver for comfort

( kiss ) muses are cuddling and begin kissing

( doing it ) muses are cuddling and begin initiating sex

[almostlookedhuman]

[simpingforbots]

Bumblebee (bayverse)

Bee wanted to be more free. Not that he was not grateful for the roof over his helm, but it was a bit to small for him and being stuck most of time inside, playing or watching Tv was a bit to exhausting, and the only time he got out was either to drive Sam around or go on missions. He was tiered of this. So he strated to act out. He knew humans held something like of an illegal races, so he started seeking them out. It did not to much of effort to find them as they liked to hang out around factories, abounded places, train racks and under bridges, out of way of other people and lots of space for race. And the trill he got from racing in them, letting his engine rev with speed, feeling his spark with excitement, making him feel free and alive again. And he won so many times he even got a new nickname – Yellow hornet - a thrilling new name for his secret life. Just any other night, he watched from the shed as the light in Whitwicky house turned off, meaning that they all were going to sleep, allowing him to sneak out now. Slowly and quietly, he snuck out of the shed, crawling though yard and on to the street, transforming and slowly drove, keeping quite as to not wake any one up, feeling as if he did his cover will be blown and he will be stuck in a shed for ever. Only when he was on a buissy street that he let his engines rev up, roaring with life as he sped through the streets, swerving in between the cars and trucks, feeling alive once again as he speed towards one of many bridges, knowing well that there will be a race.

You let a heavy sigh as watched your bag sliding down the slide of the bridge, knowing well that you will have to go down for it. It was a simple mistake. You were trying to reach for something when someone harshly bumped in to you, dropping your bag down in the “gutters”. How wonderful. Letting a heavy sigh once more, you looked around, trying to find a way down without jumping and following your bag’s path, but you did not see any other way, or was to tiered to find another, climbing over the rails and gently slide down. You did feel your heart beet a bit faster as you slid down, feeling your heart drop in to your stomch just like when you were dropped on a roller-coaster, feeling your brain with excitement. It was a bit fun, like a slide, slowly coming to a stop by the bag as you were a bit heavier and had more fraction then your bag. Getting up and patting your self, you looked up, fascinated that you managed to get down safely and genuinely enjoyed it. It was fun a bit, something nice in your dull life. Cracking your back, you started walking towards your back when you heard it. Revs of engines, getting louder and closer with every second, to fats. You only managed to throw your head up as you were bent, only to be flashed by the light of the car, quickly approaching.

Shit.

Bee did not expected deception to be here, turning the race into something more then he expected. As they both sped away from the race, taking a completely different rout, the race turned in to a fight – chase through the underbridge. As he made a sharp turn a suden figure appeared in his light, shocked, frozen, staring at him as he was approaching them. They did not move, still in crouching position, staring at him. He had no choice. Transforming, he flew over them, wrapping his servos around them and braced, taking all the impact while shielding tiny form against his chest, not hearing anything from you. Finally coming to a stop, he managed to quickly rolled out of the way as decepticon continued his attack and Bee did not wanted human to die, yet it will be hard to fight with them in his hands to. He had to let them go. Finally they started making noise, a scream. Good. Gently sliding them away from the fight, he pointed to them to hide while decepticon body slammed him, sending him in to ground before assaulting him with series of punches. He had to fight now and let his battle mask down and shot.

What the fuck. What the FUCk. You run for the cover all while two giant strange aliens started decking it out right here and now, shots were fired. You need a second to process every thing. Just now you watched the car that was speeding at you, almost hitting you, turn in to a huge robot, shielding you from impact and from the black bot that clearly was not good with his morning star. You decided it be best to stay hidden, praying that the yellow one will come out as a winner. You shivered and screamed as one of them slammed to close and you rushed for another cover. After some time the ground stopped shaking and you finally peaked out from behind the hiding spot of old oil barrels, smart yes, watching black one turn, run and transform in to a car, while yellow one stood proud of his victory. He then turned towards you, the mask sliding of his face and the blue lights focused on you. Crap. What is he gonna do to you now. You wanted to hide again, ducking down as you saw him taking first step towards you. And what now. Not that you can run somewhere else to hide now, just shaking like a leaf. It did not take to long for his metal finger to gently wrap around your torso, gently lifting you up from the ground, using both of his hand to support you, one of his hand on upper torso while the other supporting the legs. He held you so gently for someone who just beat the other bot in to fleeing. You just stared at him while the bot stared at you, slowly turning his hands around to check on you, probablay to make sure you were not hurt,

“Who are you?” you finally squeaked out, staring at the blue eyes that seemed to widen in shock.

--

You shivered a bit as you woke up first, taking in a deep breath of cold air while you were surrounded by something warm and hard pressing against your body, moving a bit as it pushed you closer in to the warmth of it, with a loud purring noise surrounding you. You, even in your half asleep brain, knew well who it was and just patted your hand on the huge hand wrapped around you. Bee let some noise and let go of you, letting you climb out of the nest of pillows, blankets and cheep soft toys. Bee unofficially decided to be your roommate, that was very clingy: hugging, being near you at all times and just where ever you are going. Work – you will see him out of the window, parked outside. Walking somewhere. He will drive by a few times before he will head somewhere else. Hanging out with scare friends you have. He is there, somewhere around, lurking. Though it was a good thing as you had a shoulder to cry on when one of another dates suddenly ghosted you. You put the cattle on, hearing a noise behind you. Turning aorund you see Bumblebee in doorway, just looking at you.

Bee felt you wake up first, turning in your sleep and letting soft groans out. He pulled you in closer, pressing against his chest, just to feel you tap on his hand to let go, so he complies, unwrapping his hand from you and letting climb out. You, small and feeble, groaned a bit, heading deeper in to the house. He really did not wanted for you to leave the safety of his arms, which at first was very-very confusing to him. When he first “saved you” from being ran over by him, he though you will call him it. But you saw him as a person, like proper being. And after this it’s just went down hill. He did his best at first to keep you secret from Ghost, sadly they soon found out. They had you sign some kind of paper to make sure you won’t blabber about him and Autobots to anyone. Not that you would or had anyone to blabber with. All your friends were from work and all you mostly did is talk about work, plans for future and try just haver a good time. He was a bit jealouse of them for some reason when they had such a good time. He wanted for you to spend time with him, constantly wondered about HIM, asking about his world and how he enjoyed it here so far. You even provided with all those good things like a better TV, more games and freedome to do what ever he wanted. Tough not same for you. When ever you tried to date, he would scare them of, not wanting for you to be to buissy with someone else, plus he was worried that you will get hurt by them. He just has to keep you safe. And you are quite accident prone. Slowly moving in garage on soft nest, he poked though the door to check if you were okay. He like you and relay like this place. It feels good to be treated righ, treated like a family.

[sw5w]

Close the Blast Doors!

STAR WARS EPISODE I: The Phantom Menace 00:06:29

[grease-weasel]

Sorry I've been on that DnD grind lately teehee

Errin and Quasar are my characters, String (the Tabaxi) belongs to one of my party mates :]]

also a stardew screenshot meme from our party server that another @veever23 made <3 heart

[thesimofmanu]

Underbridge 70, 80, 90 - NoCC Mini lots

Cost: 24.774 - 31.781$

A set of cheap 3 mini lots rowhouses from classy to modern style, two of them have been conceived with an empty 1st floor for home business.

Type: Residential 10 x 10

Requires: All EPs and SPs

Recommended mods:

Rug Fix,

Ceiling light fix

CEP

Centerpiece Enabler

In case of editing or removing things! ↙↙↙↙

Shift mod

Shit mod Windows and Doors

Here the DOWNLOAD links

SFS - MEDIAFIRE

More info below ⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇

Underbridge 70

24.774$

Perfect for a couple or a single, with an empty 1st floor for a home business.

1 full Bathroom

1 double bed

Underbridge 80

26.860$

Perfect for a family of 3 members. no business space

2 full Bathroom

1 double bed

1 single bed

Underbridge 90

31.781$

Perfect for a family of 3 or 4, with an empty 1st floor for a home business.

2 full Bathroom

1 Guest WCs

1 double bed

1 single bed

all of these have:

Tv and sofas

Kitchen

Dinning table

a bookshelf

alarms and phones

a Streetlight

The rar file contains the pics to guide you. Hope you enjoy the mini lots!

[kitsuxiv]

4. Does your OC have a failed friendship or relationship they still think about? What happened? Is it an unresolved regret or is there a chance for reconciliation?

Aruna

"I suppose that's a bit of a tough one to honestly answer. I've made many friends in my time, only had a few partners I truly adored... but I suppose if I had to pick one?" The white haired miqo'te gave a small but warm smile, her ears twitching gently. "He was a gentleman, bit of a shy man and utterly wholesome that I felt like a horrible influence upon him and his person. Still, he loved me at both my best and worst. As for what happened... I suppose the troubles of being in a Polyamorous relationship caught up, that and he had his personal reasons that are not mine to discuss. We did talk about it a year later after reuniting for a moment so I guess things are fine between us."

"As for the possibility of reconciliation? Only time can be the judge of that. A small part of my heart would wish to try again with him, maybe different this time but who knows?"

[kitsuxiv]

Willing to answer some of these for Aruna. Send them in

GET TO KNOW THE OC ASKS

1. What kind of person is your OC in a crisis? Are they calm and collected? Do they panic? Or are they chronically the cause?

2. Is your OC a loner or a social butterfly? Are they satisfied with how they come across to other people?

3. What is your OC's financial status? Are they just scraping by, making enough to live comfortably, or wealthy? Has there ever been a drastic change in their status? If so, what happened?

4. Does your OC have a failed friendship or relationship they still think about? What happened? Is it an unresolved regret or is there a chance for reconciliation?

5. Does your OC have a signature weapon and/or attack? How long did they train to master it?

6. Does your OC know magic? Were they born with magical ability or did they train to acquire it? What is their favorite type of magic? Least favorite?

7. Does your OC like their natural hair color or do they dye it? What styles do they prefer?

8. What was your OC's most embarrassing moment? Does it still bother them or are they able to shrug it off?

9. Is your OC laid back or do they thrive on drama? What role do they play in their group of friends/associates?

10. Is your OC sentimental or pragmatic? Do they keep mementos or only what they need to survive? Have they always been this way or did something happen to make them change?

11. What does your OC believe in? God(s)? Monsters? Love? The power of unbreakable bonds of friendship to overcome any obstacle? The ability of money to open any door? Or are they indifferent?

12. Is your OC cynical or optimistic? Who or what shaped their outlook on life?

13. How important are romantic relationships to your OC? Do they prefer casual sex, short flings, or long term relationships? Do they want to get married or are they content with what they have? Or do they have no interest in romance whatsoever?

14. How important is friendship to your OC? Do they prefer to have one or two close friends or a large group of casual friends? Or do they prefer their own company over that of others?

15. What places hold significant meaning or memories for your OC? Do they have a positive or negative association with those places?

16. How does your OC make money? Do they have a respectible profession or work a series of odd jobs? Are they a criminal? Or do they get creative in the pursuit of coin?

17. Does your OC have an enemy? What happened between them? Is it mutual or one-sided? Is it petty or serious? Is one party seeking revenge? Does one person want the other dead or are they content to hate them from afar? 

18. Has your OC ever had a prophecy made about them? Was it a big deal or did they ignore it? Was it straightforward or cryptic? Did it ever come to pass or did they circumvent it?

19. Has your OC ever had an experience with the paranormal or the divine? What happened? Was it a one time encounter or is it a normal part of their life? Did they find it terrifying or thrilling?

20. Has your OC ever done something terrible and lied about it? Did they run away or blame someone else for it? How long did they maintain the lie and did the truth ever come out?