#Monty python mf

[theemployees]

The Employees are practicing for their Preliminary matchup later this week! Meanwhile the turtles are stuck on the sidelines 😂 oh well.

@tmntaucompetition

(Collaborative piece between @quirkycorgianimations , @disgracedghostprincess , @suya-khamie and @artstufff-jpg )

[divesslow]

wish i lived in a fairytale version of medieval times in a stone castle covered in ivy with a dragon as a friend tbh

[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

Comfortable

Vinnie Hacker x Y/N - Drabble - 1.4K WC NSFW 18+

Masterlist

Warnings: slight angst, dry humping, setting boundaries, consent checks, Vinnie being sweet, lust, SMUT, i really cooked with this one guys - it slaps harder than your mom, female reader, praise like a mf because you deserve it pookie bear, moaning, absolutely pathetic man - as they should be, L bombs, no penetration

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You smiled politely, thanking Vinnie as he held the door open for you. You’d been to his house before but today was different. He had asked if you wanted to stay the night for the first time. Initially you were excited thinking of all the fun stuff you and him could do and not have to worry about going home. Now… all you could feel was nervous. Your friends had convinced you that his intentions weren’t all pure. Obviously he expected something physical or else he wouldn’t have asked you to stay. You liked Vinnie. A lot. Begrudgingly you were even starting to consider the forbidden L word. And he had been nothing but a gentleman, never pushing you beyond your comfort. Yet your mind swam with anxieties of what you would do or say if things got to a point you didn’t want to pass. You set your bag down with your shoes once inside, looking around at his decorations. The house smelled like him, sweet but gentle and earthy. You felt Vinnie’s arms sneak around your waist, nuzzling his nose in the crook of your neck where he placed a gentle kiss. You smiled, enjoying his presence.

Turning your head, you kissed his cheek “Wanna watch a movie?” you asked.

“What movie?” he mumbled. 

“Labyrinth, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, or Princess Bride?” you said giving him options.

“Princess Bride, hands down.” he said, squeezing your hips. 

You chuckled, turning out of his grip so you could go to the living room. You flopped on the couch, enjoying the many blankets Vinnie had thrown out before you got there as he mentioned building a pillow fort. Vinnie walked into the kitchen as you went and sat on the couch. 

“Wanna put your pajamas on while I make the popcorn?” he asked as he took out a bowl and grabbed the microwave popcorn bags.

You nodded with a smile, happy he wanted you to be comfortable. When you returned from changing in the bathroom you saw Vinnie in the kitchen without a shirt. How did he look so hot doing the most mundane tasks? “Popcorn needs to be made shirtless?” you sassed.

Vinnie laughed, “The butter exploded.”

“Rookie mistake.”

Vinnie brought the giant bowl of popcorn over, sitting it on the two of your laps so you could cuddle. Towards the end of the movie your eyes felt heavy, not in a sleepy way but in a relaxed way. Completely comfortable and happy. The warm expanse of his chest against your cheek, his arm circling your waist. You never wanted to move. You leaned up, kissing his cheek sweetly. 

“What is it baby?” Vinnie said, his eyes tracing every curve of your face. He smiled seeing how relaxed you look.

“I’m just… happy.” You said with a content sigh.

Vinnie ran his hand up and down your waist, his warmth made you lean into him even more so your foreheads were touching. His hand stilled on your hip, letting the tips of his fingers slipping under the hem of your shirt. Your breath hitched, your hand flying to his. 

“Sorry…” was all you could think to say.

Vinnie’s eyes softened, his hand moving from your waist to cradle your face, “Baby, you never have to be sorry for having boundaries. We never have to do anything you don't wanna do.” he smiled at you sincerely. 

You breathed a sigh of relief, “I just…  is this the only reason you wanted me to stay over?” you asked, not meeting his gaze, your voice felt small. 

“Honey, of course not. I’m sorry if I gave you that impression. I guess I just… wanted to make you feel… good?” he said, sounding a bit shy. A slight pink settling on his cheeks. 

You sat back a little bit, your mind was stunned with that little revelation. Nobody had ever done that for you before. Focused on your pleasure more than theirs. You looked between his eyes and his lips with want.

“Can I kiss you?” he whispered.

You nodded.

“I need you to say it baby.” he said, leaning in slightly.

You closed the gap, your lips meeting his gently. But you wanted more; you wanted to devour him and be devoured by him. 

He responded to your touch, holding your angelic face. You gave into yourself - fuck what your friends said. You wanted him just as much as he wanted you. You sat up, as did Vinnie so you were both sitting up on the couch instead of laying down. You straddled his lap as he leaned back against the cushion, admiring the view of you taking control. 

“Is.. is it ok if we just make out?” you asked.

“Of course,” Vinnie said, holding your hips. “Anything else?” he asked.

“Feel me, kiss my neck… Please…” you stuttered slightly, already wildly turned on by him. 

Vinnie nodded, leaning forward to kiss up your stomach before pulling you closer and pushing your hips down so you were flush against his lap and finally face to face. One of his hands clasped around your throat but didn’t squeeze, he wanted to guide you. He gently pulled you to him, kissing you softly before you sped up, needily feeling over each other. Your tongues tangled together before he moved on to kiss down your neck sloppily. He gave you a slight nip, testing the waters. When you moaned at the contact he gave you another, and another, and another. Smoothing his tongue over them to relax the slight pain. Your breaths were erratic, your heart pounding fiercely. 

“You ok?” he asked, checking in with you.

You smiled at him hazily, still lost in the feeling of him. You nodded slowly.

“Words baby.” he said, kissing your neck softly trailing up from your neck to your cheek. 

“Please don’t stop.” you said, out of breath.

Vinnie bit his lip as he looked up at you. You were flush, looking needy for him. Your eyes looked hungry, feral. Vinnie slowly pushed your hips down so you were grinding against his clothed cock. He was unbelievably hard. “How’d you get hard so quick?” you chuckled softly. 

“Because it knows you want it.” he mumbled, his voice deep and heavy with lust. His hands gripped your hips tightly, slowly starting to rock you back and forth. The thin fabric of your shorts doing nothing to dull the pleasure the grinding was doing for you. You let your eyes roll back, letting him take the lead and guide your body - as long as it pleasured you. 

“So pretty baby… so so pretty… so good…” he mumbled between kisses he left over your chest. “Can I suck your tits?” he asked.

You moaned at the very thought, quickly lifting your shirt, not wearing a bra under your pj’s. 

Vinnie attached his lips to your chest, kissing and sucking over your nipples. He never stopped moving your hips and you felt the heat in your lower belly start to spread. Your legs started to shake, unable to hold you up. Vinnie held your waist to keep you up while his other hand kept grinding you into him through your orgasm. When you slumped against him trembling and twitching he relaxed his hold on you and stopped grinding into you. He placed a few soft kisses on your cheek as he held your face in his hands. 

“You look really pretty when you cum.” he smiled at you.

You covered your face, for some reason you felt embarrassed.

Vinnie laughed at your shy antics, “And you feel so soft, every part of you.” he said, trailing his hand to your breast before giving it a slight squeeze making you let out a squeak.  

“Did you feel good? Like everything we did?” he said, checking in with you.

You nodded, “Yes.”

Vinnie kissed your cheek once more before gripping the back of your thighs and carrying you to his bedroom. He set you down on the bed. Admiring you as he looked down at you. “Wanna cuddle?” he asked.

You nodded, crawling under the blankets. Vinnie smiled hopping in with you. He pulled you close so your head was resting on his broad chest, his hand tangled in your hair as he massaged your scalp. His free hand rested on your waist to keep you close. 

Right on the verge of sleep, completely vulnerable you let it slip. “I love you.” you said barely above a whisper.

Vinnie hardly heard you over the TV but his eyes snapped down to look at you. Your face was so peaceful, your breaths even and relaxed. “I love you.” Vinnie whispered before kissing the top of your head. He settled in letting himself slip away as well, enjoying the feeling of you next to him as he drifted off.

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Naboo's Note:

this man has me in a chokehold unfortunately - enjoy cookies <3 XOXOXOXOXOOXOXXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[sm-baby]

I love the sudden explosion of everyone making your ocs into character.ai's and I'll even admit I've fallen into the rabbit hole too. But, I'm shocked no one has made one about the murdery villager you used to draw, what was his name? All I remember was the picture of him in chains being sent to get executed looking like a damn angel even though we know full well he was a stabby little fella.

Begging yall... B e g g i n g yall to give me links if yall made Character. Ais of my OCs...

ALSO YOURE THINKING OF MONTY... MONTY FUCKING PYTHON THAT MF.. It would actually be fun to see monty into an ai... I could play as Emily.

Also yall can do whatever with the bots uwu NSFW, go on dates, murder, beat eachother up, whatever, this all for fun and I want you to have funn... Love that some bots were purely made for romance and its GREAT

[ventriloquistvillain]

intro!!!!

hello! (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠) im zoe and im a therian ☝️☝️

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interests: oingo boingo, wordgirl, dog man, spy vs spy, fantastic mr fox, over the garden wall, forbidden zone, regretevator, hazbin hotel, cuphead, smile for me, ramshackle, ranfren, monty python, a clockwork orange, teen titans, teen titans go (kind of.), shadow children, greystone secrets, superjail, the beatles

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DNI: proship/comship, melanie martinez supporters, homophobic/transphobic people, racist mfs, people that joke about S/A, kittydog fans, therian/furry haters, mclennon shippers

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i do NOT use this app very often 💀 friend me on discord (yummyapplesoda) if u want to talk!! my user changes a ton so ask if my username is the same before you send a friend request

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ok thats it i literally dont have anything else to say 💀

[lilrat-slutforsoup]

it's me. I'm the mf who still quotes Monty Python at people...

gooner mewing baby gronk skibidi rizz in ohio is just the new big chungus ugandan knuckles dogelore ligma is just the new deep fried mlg montage here come dat boy dicks out for harambe is just the new rage face forever alone trololo that feel when no gf which according to my dad is just the modern replacement for nerds incessantly quoting Monty Python at each other

[turtleneck-wambsgans]

kendall roy is to succession what prince herbert is to monty python & the holy grail

[malewifemaki]

[After Inter High]

Mitsui: Why should I do what you say?

Miyagi: Because I'm the captain!!

Mitsui: Well I didn't vote for you.

[thefoxdurpy]

I just love that the reblogs on this, let me list them for you:

Reaction images of taking notes

Reaction images of trying to tell something but shutting up (multiple variations, never the same twice)

One manga panel saying "This hole is made from me"

Various tags of reblogs / comments / queues

The "I ❤️ HOLE" T-shirt

The Silent Hill 2 "Enter the hole?"

Someone commenting on tripophobics

One gif of Amethyst saying "Ma Hoooooleeee"

Two or three images of Monty Python's "Biggus Dickus"

CAD mfs and the "Hole Wizard" Tool

Date: 25/07/2023

[rufusrant]

Traveling Wilburys Tag Game:

so @celeste-fitzgerald has tagged me for this wonderful lil Wilbury ask game. how can i pass this up?

How did you get into the Wilburys? through @incorrectwilburys . initially i thought it was just hilarious but then i really got into it, and now i run @wilburytwist as a tribute and @wilburyweek with Laurie :>

Favorite Wilbury? Roy. i don't care what you say, he sounds like the kindest mf and his voice is like golden brocade

Vol. 1 or Vol. 3? vol. 1 is legendary i will fight you on this

Favorite Traveling Wilburys song? at the moment i'd say it's Rattled because Jeff sounds like he's on the edge of losing his mind from hearing Roy go rawr

Favorite Roy song? We'll Take The Night (but Running Scared's big opera finish gets me every single time)

Favorite Bob song? You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go

Favorite George (or Beatles) song? LET IT DOWN,,,, (and for Beatles, it's Something. it slapped so hard that Lennon-McCartney shat the bed AND the band)

Favorite Jeff (or ELO) song? Every Little Thing (for ELO it's a close fight between Rockaria! and Jungle. Maybe Midnight Blue)

Favorite Tom (or Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers) song? Runnin' Down A Dream (for TPATH it's Don't Do Me Like That, everytime Tom says "baby" i wanna pass out)

Which Wilbury would you most like to meet? George. I just wanna give him some flowers ;-;

Which Wilbury would you most like to see in concert? (Or, have you seen any of them in concert?) i regretfully haven't, but i'd most like to see Jeff. It just sounds like it'd just be a rlly wholesome good time

Favorite story/fact about the Wilburys? Roy acting out a Monty Python one-man-show while they all travelled to film the video for Handle With Care

Favorite Wilbury ship? (Or friendship if you’re not into shipping?) dylarrison! literal embodiment of sunshiney tol and angry smol

What’s one thing you wish you knew about the Wilburys? how many times did they have to replace the equipment after it wasn't strong enough to capture the force of nature that is Roy's voice

Bonus round! Which Wilbury do you think…

Is the funniest? tie between Bob, George and Tom. they are all three different brands of unhinged

Gives the best hugs? being hugged by George must feel like rain after drought

Is the best cook? i wanna say Roy because Jeff once said that Roy brought cakes to the studio and always let Jeff had first pick. however this never says if Roy actually baked those cakes himself. George however is very fond of lentil soup, so maybe i'll go with him.

Has the best fashion sense? no one. they have all committed heinous fashion crimes.

Has the best hair? Tom. I like blondes

Has the best smile? GEORGE

Is most likely to binge watch TV? all of them,,,, but George literally funded Life of Brian and Roy was prob acting his lil show out based on memory lmao

Would be the best at making memes? as the creator of Mr Blue Sky i think it would be a crime for this title to belong to anyone other than Jeff

Would Google themself? Tom. just google Florida Man, he's on there somewhere....

Would dress up as another Wilbury? Bob. And not say a word on why

and i tag @celeste-fitzgerald , @harrikrishna , @nightfallswithwhisperedstars and @mostarkey !

[pauvre-lola]

29, 32 and 38 for the DA ask game? :D

thank you !!! <3

What are your feelings on the Chantry? the chantry is a slut. i do not like it at all. i am not vibing with it at all. even its aesthetics is poopoo !!!! picking the new divine ? i sleep. that hat, that robes......... vivienne will let that still happen ? disappointed unrealistic OOC awful.

Favorite DLC mission overall? already answered !

Funniest moment in the games? that guy who threw a MF goat at Skyhold ???? i wanna be him ???  idk this moment had really big Monty Python’s Holy Grail vibes and I did not expect it ???? excellent.

[nerd-at-sea5]

AAAAAA OKAY!!!

ITS GONNA BE A LONG ONE SO STRAP IN

so its a fantasy novel, but i didnt like how most fantasy books/movies have the same kinda bland cast w no diversity and a similar plot

so i took inspo from myself and my friends and create a main cast of 3 characters (and one baby dragon) and they go on really random quests trying to find.....something. (i havent come up w it yet tbh) and honestly in my notes ive been calling it 'the holy grail' (blame monty python)

the three characters are azrael, ripley and aeron and a quick little rundown of these guys (ill try not to give too much away!!!)

azrael is a changeling warlock, chaotic evil, and they are selectively mute, communicating mainly with HSL (human sign language) and other times with writing down their thoughts. they are nonbinary and use they/them pronouns but would honestly just prefer not to be referred to at all. they have extensive scarring due to an. uh. interesting event from their childhood (...) and use both magic and a knife interchangeably as weapons. they are mainly inspired by more darker parts of my brain, and don't mind getting their hands bloody. if they see a child being mistreated, or religion being used as an excuse or buffer for harm, theres going to be hell to pay. racially ambigous bc i haven't found a face i think fits them yet lol)

(lazarus is their dragon companion whom they can communicate with telepathically. dont ask me how im working on it lol)

aeron is a half elf fighter on her moms side (her dads a human), true neutral is black and trans femme (and autistic)! she's super atsy and does a lot of her own tattoos and makes jewelry for herself & friends. she's unflinchingly loyal to those clse to her, but man does she hold a grudge. she wants to leave her mark wherever she can because she never knows who will find it one day. she's horrible at letting people go to her older brother dying via self-unalive and not leaving a note (dw he did but she doesn't know that...) so she will stick around until the bitter end (however, if someone is mistreating her she will leave.) main weapons are a bow and arrow or a slingshot!

ripley is a human barbarian, chaotic neutral, has adhd and uses they/them pronouns. very white and VERY VERY blonde. like so blonde its insane. ripley absolutely hates wearing shirts and will avoid them at all costs. they adore the outdoors and love swimming in rivers and climbing trees. they ran away for 2 years due to Family Issues and only came back to hit the road again, but this time with aeron. a firm believer that you have to earn respect. they struggle with their identity and if theyre a good person due to their anger and how it affects their abilities. however they are one of the funniest people you'll meet and they are a joy yo be around. gives 10/10 hugs. main weapons include a bat. and knuckle knives (this is a hand to hand mf)

other details: aeron and ripley are dating (also are childhood friends) azrael met them during a bar fight azrael is abt a year and a half older than ripley and a year older than aeron lazarus is about 500 but still just a baby!!

the book is called 'at the hands of fire and iron' explanation: aeron creates with her hands, azrael can summon fire, and ripley fights with iron

if anyone has anymore questions pls feel free to send me an ask!!

im working on my book again !!!

[jmunneytumbler]

That’s Auntertainment! Mini-Episode: Aunt Beth Tells Jeff to Watch Camelot

That’s Auntertainment! Mini-Episode: Aunt Beth Tells Jeff to Watch Camelot

Camelot (CREDIT: YouTube Screenshot)

According to Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Camelot is a silly place. But on second thought, Aunt Beth thought Jeff should watch the 1967 movie musical version of Camelot. What does he think of Lerner and Loewe’s big screen take on the King Arthur legend?

https://mcdn.podbean.com/mf/web/wxbb2f/Thats-Auntertainment_Mini-Episode-Aunt-Beth-Tells-Jeff-to-Watch-…

[hardytoms]

59, 87, 99 :)

59: what’s your favorite myth?I LOVE anything to do with Hades so, and this is probably such a tumblr cliche lmao but Hades and Persephone/Demeter would be my favorite one probably?? But I really like Icarus and Daedalus too!! 

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?MONTY PYTHON AND THE HOLY GRAIL. Anything Studio Ghibli and/or Hayao Miyazaki has done - Spirited Away is the obvious answer but I think EVERYONE needs to see Castle in the Sky or Princess Mononoke cuz those have some tough mf themes that are always relevant. 

Hmmm The Princess Bride, O Brother Where Art Thou, Airplane, The Prestige, Fargo, The Orphanage, Toy Story???? This is a hard question hahaha

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.Smother by Daughter (but also all of Elena and Igor’s music, especially Medicine)Calgary by Bon Iver, also Skinny Love ofc because that’s tattooed on my body, Holocene, Minnesota/WI omg anything Justin Vernon’s sung ever tbhWithout the Lights by Elliot Moss (YOU NEED TO WATCH THE MUSIC VIDEO WITH IT OMG i linked it!!!)Cherry Wine by HozierBarcelona by George Ezra20 Years by The Civil Wars

Send me a cute ask, numbers 1-100!!

[angrycrabeyes]

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[ecotone99]

[MF] The House at the End of Life's road

The sky is dark grey, overcast, and a strong breeze is through constantly. Almost all the time this breeze is blowing. Almost. You’re standing on a beach, but instead of sand it’s palm sized greyish and black rocks. It’s a steely grey, and in some areas, black ocean, constantly uneasy, always shifting. In the distance, waves break capped with a white foam over dark, obsidian covered rocks. On your own shore, where you stand, they alternate between gently lapping against the shore and breaking hard against the rocks, with a gentle lapping noise and a thunderish boom, respectively. As you turn around, there is a large house. It’s probably 3 stories high, and the house is a faded light blue now turned a greyish color, with white trim windows that likewise faded many years ago. Paint is peeling everywhere around the structure, and in some places it has weathered away entirely, leaving behind a dull grey coat. Huh. Years. The very thought of time on a spiritual, dream like plain of existence The thought trickles away. The house is facing you with a large black oak door. As you step up the creaking stairs and open the door, a wave of gentle heat comes out of the house, and you step inside the main area. Off to the right, down a gently lit corridor is the large living room. You hear the voices of a few dozen people from that direction. You step down the hall and enter into the living room. Your friends and family are all there, mixing between sitting on large plush couches and standing, drinks in hand talking with one another. As you step in, you notice a few other things. Pictures on the mantle, above the large fireplace are snapshots of your life. You and the guys, all 16 ish hiking through New Mexico. Your German Shepherd, Xena, sitting on the couch in your spot after you got up for a brief minute. You and the same group of guys all sitting around in a circle in camp chairs. In the photo, it’s dark, almost pitch black. You can only see it clearly because you remember it. You and your closest friends were sitting in camp chairs in the wee hours of the morning, in the middle of a shallow, but somewhat quickly moving creek. Some of you are stacking rocks by the red light of a headlamp, quietly discussing life and how things have been for each other. You glance at the final picture on the mantle. It’s you, comfortably sitting on the futon of your office. In front of you is your dad, and to his right your older brother. They’re playing one of your favorite video games. You shift your attention to the crowd. You recognize your best friend, favorite family members, and role models, just to name a few. You look slightly off to the right, and adjacent to the large, cozy living room is a smaller kitchen. It has more people, likewise conversing. You talk for a few minutes and catch up, some you apologize to for not keeping in touch. You move on into the hallway across the living room. There is a large, carpet covered staircase, descending into the basement. In the basement you find your childhood group of friends. The boys. The lads. Your favorite people to hang out with as a kid - brothers in all but blood. Some of them are playing pool. Some of them are sitting on large couches or arm chairs, a dlfew are laying in the floor. One of them is sitting on a large window sill, made of white washed stone, wrapped comfortably in a blanket, watching Monty Python like a few of the others. Those who aren't watching Monty Python are playing a bastardized version of pool - instead of using the pool cues they are rolling the cue ball with their hand at specific pattern of the opposing team. You study the man sitting on the window sill, in the blanket. He looks very familiar. Almost like...you. in fact, it is you, you realize upon further inspection. He is, well, you are looking back at you with the sort of a relaxed absent - mindedness of someone at peace, comfortable and amused by his friends. You hear a vague thudding noise, and the world begins to shimmer out of view. First the walls disappear, and then the people, the couches, the room, and it's all....white. then it fades to black and suddenly, you begin to hear the beach again. You open your eyes, despite never having closed them and you're back on the beach. Then a snap permeates your state of unconsciousness. You awaken, and you are in the world. The real one, that is. You realise you must have been dreaming - but what the dream means you don't know. You only know that occasionally, as you drift off to sleep you can hear the crashing of those waves...over, and over and over...until it fades to a gentle lapping noise again.

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