#LMAO THIS IS MY FIRST POST ON THIS BLOG

[twstbud]

TWISTED HAPPENINGS #01: "That's the Rules of Uno!"

*Inside a large room where festivities were happening; there's music playing through the speakers. Many tables & food stalls strewn about the room, with many people eating, laughing, chatting, or playing various card/board games. Idia, Floyd, Malleus, Sebek, and Leona are all playing a chaotic game of Uno at one of the tables*

Floyd: You're mighty quiet over there, Sea Sluuug

Malleus: ........

Idia: LOL his cards are STACKED

Leona: Who's turn is it?

Floyd: Mine! *smug ass grin, holding 3 cards and slamming one down on the table* DRAW 4, FIREFLY SQUID! HAHAHA

Idia: ARE YOU SERIOUS?! *reaches over to pull 4 cards*

Sebek: Ha! As they say, the more the merrier!

Malleus: So does that mean I have an advantage? *shows his hand of 24 cards*

Sebek:

Floyd: Who's gonna tell him?

Leona: I'll let him have this... *smirk*

Sebek: All those cards... I-I mean...! I'M SO SORRY FOR RIDICULING YOU LIKE THAT, MY LIEGE!!

Malleus: ...So I'm losing?

Idia: I mean, it is his first Uno card game. Guhuhu!

Sebek: Never fear! It is my turn now -- *clutching 7 cards, eyes burning at one* -- AND I, SEBEK, SHALL SAVE YOU!!! *SLAMS CARD DOWN*

Floyd: No way, a blank wild card? Croc might be cooking something...

Sebek: *looks at Idia* If I remember correctly, during our practice round, you've emphasized this card is of immaculate importance. Remind me of what it means again?

Idia: Uh... you can pretty much call the shots and come up with your own rules with that card.

Leona: Oh, I see where this is going.

Sebek: OUTSTANDING! Malleus! The weight of those cards must be a burden. These utter fools shall feel ashamed for putting you at a disadvantage. But fear not, for I shall come up with the most brilliant rule known to all living beings! I will not let you lose at a mere, foolish human card game... So therefore, my rule is simple: THE GREAT MALLEUS DRACONIA WINS THE GAME!!!

Leona: ...Aaand there it is. *pushes his chair back and gets up, leaving with a groan* Which food table has the meat? I'm starving.

Idia: WUT?! YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT BRO WTF

Sebek: But I am confused. You told me I could make up my own conditions with this card, did you not?

IdIa: Uh, yeah, you can make up a rule... technically... but just going super saiyan and giving someone the easy W is a totally rigged move LOL

Malleus: ...!

Sebek: Ah, seeing Malleus overcome with joy...! *sniffle* CONGRATULATIONS, MY LIEGE!

Floyd: *face growing dark, holding up 2 of his own cards between his fingers* I'm not vibing with your rules, Croc...

Sebek: Those are the rules. You must abide to them!

Floyd: *threatening look* Funny... I never said I'd abide to your stupid rules.

Sebek: Fiend! Are you threatening me?

Floyd: Sure am. You're just asking to get squeezed, Croc...

*Sebek & Floyd argue before Floyd's mood drops and he slinks away, bored out of his mind*

Sebek: Hah! Utter fool!

Malleus: .......*holding onto his 24 cards in one hand for dear life*

Idia: Uh... Malleus? I guess you won the game in a totally fair way. GG

Malleus: ...I won, but the cards are still in my hands. Is that a good thing?

[bittsandpieces]

penetration

Inspired by @lustfulghosts gorgeous pic (x)

[webonchin]

So... I did something ...yhea

[bizabumblebee]

Yknow what’s better than a Heavy bodyguard?

Three Heavy bodyguards.

(I was in casual payload and these three fellas just surrounded me the whole time haha, they never left my side, I felt so safe)

[ex0skeletal-undead]

Inner, acrylic painting by nickbleb This artist on Etsy

[midnightrings]

SIENA ROSSO and ANTHONY BRIDGERTON

-> Bridgerton 1.08: After the Rain (1/3)

[satanslittlepup]

[emovulture]

Price.

Oh, how you hate that man. Sure, he's your squad captain, a man of higher authority (whose also rather attractive because of his rugged looks..), but you guys have this odd tension whenever you cross paths. You despise him.

It's never been said aloud, but everyone knows you two are practically enemies. You banter and tease each other, throwing passive aggressive comments to one another, always disagreeing with each other's opinions.

And with a mission gone wrong, you arrived back at base, bloodied and bruised, being carried over to the infirmary by nearby medics that had been alerted of your severely wounded state prior to landing in the helo.

You didn't know how long you were out, but when you roused from your slumber, you sat up slowly and groaned in pain, clutching your side with shaky hands. You'd been wrapped in bandages and taken care of by the sweet little nurses while you were unconscious, but you were sure you'd get an earful for the next week and a half once the old bastard found you.

The med bay was pretty empty, aside from a few nurses lingering around - you could hear them in the other rooms. Your side wound aches, so you sigh as you close your eyes, laying back down. "Fuck.." you murmured under your breath, replaying the mission back in your head. Although, your thoughts were abruptly interrupted by some familiar stomping, by a familiar someone.

"For God's sake, Y/N -- look at you!" Prices voice angrily boomed as he entered the small room. "What happened out there? You could've died!" He berated you as he walked over to the medical bed you were in. You growled quietly, your eyes squinting open and immediately seeing Prices exasperated face in your peripheral vision, but there was something else in his gaze that made you raise a brow.

"Captain.. I just-"

"No, I don't wanna fuckin' hear it." He snapped, but you caught his gaze soften, his eyes wandering to where your injuries were the worst. "You could've died out there." You heard him grumble, his tone softening enough to make you almost flush in the cheeks..

You didn't understand though, thought you hated this man. He was a grump, a tease, a bitch.. but you've remembered now that he's also your captain, and that he does actually care about you. You found your heart beating a little faster as time went on, and you finally found your voice to reply again.

"I know, captain." You replied in a slightly quieter tone, to which he sighed, turning away from you and rubbing his temples. "Jesus, Y/N.." he muttered, eventually turning back to you and looking you in the eye. "Don't you dare risk your life like that again, you hear me?" He inquired, almost instinctively putting his hand gently on your arm. You looked down at his calloused hand briefly, before looking back at him with a subtle smirk. "So you do have a heart, Price?" You jest, and he just groaned and rolled his eyes, a tiny grin daring to tug at his lips.

[thatdoodledcrow]

SAFE TRAVELS JUICE!!!!

Also, a 17776 doodle on yesterday’s traveling woes under the cut!

Weather conditions 👊😔

[unholy-fabray]

Butch-ifying every female character on Glee

Step 2: Tina and Mercedes

@warblercore brought up the sad fact that there are zero (ZERO!!) butches on Glee, and I think that needs to be fixed…

This time I bring you Mercedes and Tina! Check out part 1 (Brittana) here.

[gayfrogtaemin]

happy (late) birthday @amazingphil :D

[feralpoodles]

💋❤

[soft5ku11]

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[andwegogreen]

924 words, entirely inspired by this painting. historical/early 1900s, industrial town. daniel works at the factory and is heavily involved with the union/workers' rights. max is the eldest daughter of factory owner jos. thank you to @lilyrizzy and @thewindowatkirkland for cheerleading this <3

“Daniel, you need to leave. Go down to the pub, and we’ll come get you when it’s all done,” Michelle’s voice was loud, seemed too loud for Max, even as she couldn’t stop groaning in pain as another wave of it came over her. 

She had of course known that having a baby was not going to be easy, but it was never something she could’ve imagined. Victoria had told her as much as she could, having already had two babies of her own, but Max realised there was a big difference between hearing it and experiencing it, of truly understanding the pain. 

When Michelle’s words registered, she immediately grabbed onto Daniel’s wrist harder. 

“Don’t leave me, please, Daniel, you can’t leave-” 

“Maxy, I’m not gonna leave you I promise-” 

“-Daniel, you have to go, you can’t be here-” 

“‘Chelle, I swear to God, I am not leaving her. I am NOT!” Daniel never yelled, and maybe that was why Michelle gave up on arguing with him, instead leaving the room for a moment. 

Daniel crouched down next to Max, stroking her sweaty hair off her forehead and kissing her cheek gently. 

“I’m not leaving you, Maxy. I’ll be right here, yeah? Gotta be here to see you have our baby, don’t I?” 

Max could only nod helplessly as another wave of pain rushed over her, making her grab Daniel’s hand even harder. He kept stroking over her hair, whispering little things she could only half-make out: how much he loved her, how proud of her he was for this, how much he couldn’t wait to meet their baby, how he was never going to leave either one of them. 

The rest of it went by in a blur, but the only constant was Daniel. Holding her hand, stroking her hair, letting her lean back against him between pushes. And then she was there. Their daughter. Their perfect baby daughter, with ten little fingers and ten little toes. 

When the midwife placed her on Max’s chest, she could feel the heaving sobs from Daniel where he was pressed up against her. His big hands coming up to cover Max’s where they held their daughter so gently, his fingers stroking over her perfect little face. Neither of them could take their eyes off her, but Max leaned back ever so slightly, tilting her head to lean against Daniel’s as she whispered “she looks just like you”. 

It felt silly to speak louder than that, in the little bubble where only the three of them existed. Daniel’s chuckle shook through her body, the same way his crying did just moments before. 

“With a head like that, Maxy? She’s all you, through and through.” He whispered too, like he also couldn’t believe that this was happening, that this was real life. 

Max had to trace over her features, their perfect daughter’s perfect nose, the same way she always did with Daniel’s. 

“Not my nose though. This is of course yours.” 

“Your head and my nose, huh? Sounds like she’s ours then.” Max could hear the smile in Daniel’s voice, and she knew she had to see it. See his smile for the first time as a dad, in this new life for them. It was bigger and brighter than she could’ve ever imagined, even bigger than the first time he said he loved her, even bigger than on their wedding day. 

Easy as anything, Max reached out to place their daughter into Daniel’s arms for the first time. The same strong arms that had worked so hard for so many years, to provide for his parents and his sister and her children, and now for their little family, for their child. 

Daniel managed to tear his eyes away from the baby and meet Max’s properly for the first time. Seeing his smile widen, seemingly an impossible feat at that point, was enough to make her laugh, almost in disbelief. This was real. They were here. They had a daughter now. 

“So we’ve got our little Sophie, huh Maxy?” 

Even hearing the name out loud, the name that had been her mother’s, that would now be her daughter’s, was enough to bring fresh tears to her eyes. 

It had been so many years now since her mother had passed, but Max still missed her every day. She couldn’t help but wonder how she would feel about the woman Max had grown into, if she’d be proud. Max would like to think her mother would be. 

In the years they’d gotten with her, Sophie had always been loving and attentive, stepping in when their father thought she should leave it to the nannies. Max remembered curling up into her mother’s side as Sophie read her and little Victoria bedtime story after bedtime story, always agreeing to their pleas of “just one more story, mummy, please”, and how safe she’d felt there, hidden away from the coldness of her father. 

Max already knew that her daughter wouldn’t have those same experiences. She was so lucky to have Daniel as her father, would never know anything but love and support and warmth from him. 

Max could already picture him practicing his reading in preparation for her stories at bedtime, fighting the jumbled up letters for her. Max could also already picture how she’d join in, laying in the middle with Daniel’s head on one shoulder and little Sophie’s on the other, soothing them both to sleep with the same stories her mother once read her. 

[spiaem]

from of misery make thy use (chapter four) by @qqueenofhades

i final got time to draw my favorite part of the fic thus far!! very excited to see what comes next :)

[sashasylvaart]

Fairy Lights

Reblogs super appreciated!