#he be geekin out

[lazorbeanz]

Thinking bout Tails on scrapnik island…

The little guy was more excited than a kid on Christmas morning

[scrufftuna]

Told bro we pop hard

[missgalindaaa]

lin manuel on the sunny pod is truly worlds colliding for me. hamilton & lin manuel miranda was my whole fucking world back in 2015. cut to now that sunny dominates a very very big part of my conscious mind, it’s putting two of my favorite thing into one. makes me a little sentimental to think about tbh. i love lin so much he has such a great energy and was so excited to be there, it was so fun and endearing to see. not to MENTION charlie being just as excited to see lin manuel there, it was so sweet. also charlie’s reaction when he finds out lin manuel knew stephen sondheim... my heart that man!!!!!!!!!

[owliellder]

The Finer Details

Post DI! Leon Kennedy x f! Painter Reader

MDNI 18+

(Session 1, Session 2, Session 3, Session 4, Session 5, The Reveal)

Description: Leon realizes that retirement is in his best interest now that he's getting older. All of his accomplishments as an agent mean he's truly earned a painting to commemorate..

Warnings: Not Proofread, Age gap! (reader is anywhere between mid-late 20's and Leon is 40), Porn w/ Plot, Use of she/her pronouns, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Alcoholism, mentions of trauma/PTSD/depression, P in V smut (wrap it NEOW), Leon cries during sex 💔

Tags: Older Leon Kennedy, Younger afab!Reader, Leon is SAD but he is your muse, Crying, mentions of Leon masturbating, starts off with Dom! Leon and Sub! Reader, falls into switch territory because that man needs some serious TLC, Praise kink, Hickeys, Handjob, Nipple play, Oral sex (m! and f! receiving), and a heavy dose of Aftercare

Author's Note: I write these at work and I work nightshift all alone in a little gatehouse, right? I kid you not 3 coyotes were staring at me through the door and I didn't even notice. I saw them running by on the cameras but I honestly thought it was just a group of feral cats cause they were so small.

Anyways, thank you for 300 followers!! I'm geekin' out over that! And Friday morning the last chapter will be out 😈🙏

Cross-posted on AO3

Session 5: Finishing Touches

The word excited was a vast understatement when it came to seeing you again.

Leon's heart was thrumming against his chest as he stood silently in front of your apartment door. His hand was raised up halfway, ready to knock, but a sudden wave of anxiety was holding him back. He was at your apartment. Your apartment.

The drive over was relatively short, it was closer than your workspace, yet he felt confident the entire way here. Now here he was, frozen in place, worried his knock would be too loud or make him seem desperate, even. A ridiculous thought, obviously the man knew that, but it gripped his mind nonetheless.

You must've had a sixth sense, having opened the door before he'd built up the courage to actually knock, when all reality you just recognized the sound of his motorcycle at this point. The sweet smile you gave Leon was enough to draw him into your apartment. He was quick to take his jacket off since he was sweating bullets, hanging it up on the coat rack next to your front door.

You could tell he was nervous just by how jittery he was, it was endearing yet worrisome at the same time. Seeing how worked up you made him was adorable, but at the same time you didn't want him to feel uncomfortable around you.

"Sit wherever, Mr. Kennedy. My house is yours." You placed a hand on his bicep to try and ease him, smile still remaining as you watched him survey the living room. A quiet laugh fell from his lips as he trained his eyes on you. "It's Leon, please. Making me feel real old over here..." You rolled your eyes with a playful groan. It was just a formality you'd trained yourself to respond with when it came to clients. A hard habit to break since you'd never really dated any of them before now.

With a gentle pat, you slowly turned and walked off into your admittedly small kitchen where the faint sound of boiling water could be heard. It took a few seconds before Leon decided to follow you, not totally convinced to take a seat just yet. You glanced over your shoulder at him before turning back to reach up into one of your cabinets, pulling out a couple mismatched mugs. "You like chai?" He nodded, licking his lips at the idea of something to drink.

The man could only stand awkwardly a few feet behind you and watch as you grabbed a couple tea bags from another cabinet, setting reach bag in their respective mug. An electric kettle sitting atop your counter beeped once it reached the selected temperature, prompting you to grab the handle and pour the water into the mugs.

You covered the mugs to let them steep, turning around to lean back against the edge of your counter so you could look at Leon. He looked like a lost puppy, hands in the pockets of his jeans as he took in your kitchen. With a sympathetic sigh, you pushed yourself from the counter and looped your right arm through his, leading him out of the kitchen back towards your living room. "Get comfortable, I'll bring the tea over here, okay?"

He just let you lead him over to the couch, sitting down at your request with a meek nod. He really should be more confident than this, but he was far out of practice when it came to women. The idea of messing this up for himself was terrifying.

Leon's head followed you as you walked around to the front of the couch, watching as you set the mugs on the coffee table before sitting down next to him. He rested his hands on top of his thighs, eyes now stuck to the tea placed in front of him.

"Are you feeling alright? You look like you're gonna throw up." You meant this in a joking manner, even giggling a bit as you spoke, but Leon's head jerked away from the tea to look at you, eyebrows furrowed with worry as he shook his head. "No-.. No, I'm okay, just... Can I be honest?"

That kind of question never failed to make you nervous, and he was quick to pick up on that, clearing his throat after stumbling over his words. "It's... It's been a long time since I've done anything like this. Seeing someone."

Your mouth formed a small 'o' shape at his confession before falling back to that same sweet smile that you welcomed him in with. "You're right to be nervous, Leon. But hey," you paused to scoot closer to him, ".. I've had the privilege to learn a bit of backstory from you already, and after working with a few other agents before you, I have a general idea on just how taxing that kind of job can be."

Leon tightened his lips as he listened to you, worry still plain on his face. You were right and maybe that's why he grew to like you so easily. He didn't have to explain anything since you already knew the basic gist of it all, holding a level of understanding that most other potential partners wouldn't have.

You reached in front of him to grab the mug, carefully placing it in one of his hands before reaching further to grab the other, now having him hold the mug with both hands. He kept fidgeting with his jeans, clearly needing something to hold onto.

"I won't pry, the details of your job seem pretty intense, but I want you to know that I'll never turn you away, relationship or not." You'd grabbed your own mug now, looking down as you pinched your index and thumb on the paper end to the tea bag to jostle it a bit. "You've more than earned the time you have now to just be yourself."

Leon swallowed dryly, turning his attention down to where he was holding the mug in his lap. He didn't even know he needed to hear those words, but dammit were they definitely hitting home.

"Thank you." He managed to say, voice meek and slightly scratchy from just how dry his mouth had become. "You... have a way with words?" He breathed out a chuckle to which you followed up with a laugh of your own. Despite feeling so vulnerable and awkward, he still managed to make a joke.

You closed your eyes as you brought the mug up to your lips, taking a sip of the now perfectly warm tea before opening them again to give the man next to you a smirk. "What a charmer you are, huh?"

And just like every other time the two of you had been around each other, Leon started to relax by the hour; talking more, joking more, getting closer to you, and once you both finished up the tea, he held onto your hand with his own.

He followed you around your apartment when you excitedly asked to give him a tour. It was small, a very humble one bedroom, one bathroom apartment, but to Leon it was probably the most comfortable place he'd ever been. So similar to your workplace in terms of decor, but now it was full of your more personal items.

The smell of the tea from earlier was beginning to fade, making way for the smell of just you, such a pleasant and intoxicating smell to the man.

Your bedroom was the biggest culprit so far, the two of you winding up sitting on the edge of your bed. Shamefully, he'd zoned out as you rambled on about whatever, just soaking in the feel of your comforter beneath his hands. It was soft, but definitely not as soft as your lips were.

While Leon was zoned out, his eyes had gotten stuck again, this time on your lips as they moved. You were focused somewhere else, looking forwards, not really paying attention to where he was staring. He so badly wanted to kiss you again, the last kiss didn't last nearly as long as he would've liked it to.

Leon knew his words would fail him and he wanted to act before his nerves got the better of him, leading him to moving his eyes up to yours, his hand reaching to gently hold under chin so he could turn your head to face him.

The feel of his hand caused you to pause your ramble, letting him turn your head to face him. He looked so handsome with that wanting look, his eyes flittering from your own and back down to your lips.

He seemed to know what he wanted, so you opted to just let him slowly pull you closer into a kiss, eyes closing as your lips touched his. It was a little longer than the kiss you shared the night before, but after pulling away and seeing the shy smile you had, he couldn't help but pull you right back in.

His eyebrows furrowed, hands finding their way to your back to pull you closer, one between your shoulder blades while the other on the small of your back. You arched against his touch, letting him angle you the way he wanted. Leon's hands moved to make way for his arms, biceps flexing as he tightly wrapped them around you. He had to hold on tight, fearing he would lose his little slice of heaven if he didn't.

Your lips felt amazing against his, so soft and pillowy. And god, the way your skin felt when he shifted one of his rough hands up under your shirt. He needed more, all of you.

He let out a low groan, almost a growl as he nibbled on your bottom lip before moving down to your neck. He leaned back a bit so his shoulders were resting against the head of the bed frame, managing to pull you even closer so your chest was pressed up a little higher than his, his head buried into the crook of your neck.

You breathed out a shaky breath as his hands began to wander again, still underneath your shirt. They went up and down your back, moving down to occasionally squeeze your waist. You made the prettiest sounds when he did.

Leon felt so needy, holding onto you like this, for dear life. He couldn't help it. You were his lifeline right now.

His lips trailed along the underside of your jaw and down the front of your throat, making sure to leave a trail of hickeys in their wake. He could feel you swallow and the vibrations from your moans, loving how alive you felt in his grasp.

You ran your fingers through his hair before gently tugging him away from your neck, tilting his head back ever so slightly so he was looking up at you. He was panting, breath cold against your spit-covered neck. You gave him the most endearing look, one hand trailing down to cup the side of his face. You didn't want him to worry even for a second.

"I'm not going anywhere." You whispered, running your thumb along his bottom lip before bringing him into another kiss. His grip on you loosened enough for you to carefully slide down and settle your upper half into his lap.

Leon's lip quivered as he watched you, hands trembling once you'd slid out of his grasp. Your words were comforting, but he couldn't hold onto you the way he wanted when you were down there. Though, with the way you rested your cheek against the bulge straining in his jeans, he wasn't all that worried anymore.

You watched your hand with a lazy smile as you stroked him over his jeans, both arms resting on his thighs to keep them spread apart. Leon needed love and care and you were more than willing to help him make up for the lost time.

After unbuckling his belt and pulling it off, you unzipped his jeans, sitting up to pull them down in the front. You looked up at him through your eyelashes, silently asking for permission to which he eagerly nodded his head. He even reached his hands down to help, but you swatted them away.

"Let me take care of you..." Carefully, you pulled the front end of his boxers down far enough for his cock to spring out and then up against his stomach, already leaking precum. Leon groaned as the cool air hit it, causing his hips to jerk up a bit.

You didn't want to tease the poor man, so you reached your hand up and gripped the base, pulling it upright and to the side slightly. You stroked him languidly before placing a gentle kiss against the shaft. He whined, his legs now starting to shiver from the adrenaline.

Leon never could've imagined he'd get this far with you tonight, let alone get to watch you stroke his dick while giving it kisses and little kitten licks. A pitiful moan was pulled from him when you wrapped your lips around the tip to suck, your hand now stroking him faster.

You were so careful with him, focusing on his pleasure, having even stopped a couple times to make sure he was feeling good and also just to tell him how good he was doing.

With his cock now deep in your throat, tears were streaming down his face, small sobs falling from his lips as you bobbed your head up and down. It was all so much; the smell of your bedding, the feeling your mouth wrapped around him, the sound of his own weak little cries hitting his ears.

"I'm-.. God I'm sorry- I-" He spoke breathlessly through the moans and sobs, hands fisted into your comforter as he began to worry he'd chase you away. You pulled your mouth off of him, hand moving from holding the base to stroking him again. "You're doing such a good job, Leon. Just let go for me.." With your hushed words, you quickly put your mouth back around him, going right back to deepthroating him.

His orgasm surfaced fast, throwing his head back with a high pitched whine as he all so suddenly came down your throat. After pulling away, you gave the tip of his cock a gentle kiss before tucking it back into his boxers for him, staring up at him while running your hand along his thigh.

It was hard for him to look down at you, his head feeling heavy. A few small tears fell here and there, but now he was able to give you a tired smile. "Was that alright?" You asked him again, voice raspy from deepthroating the man.

Leon huffed out through his nose, smile widening as he quickly sat up, reached down, and pulled you up so your chest was pressed against his again. He wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tightly once more before burying his face into your neck.

It would've taken years for him to open up like that with anyone else, but it was different with you. You already knew, you understood, you were patient with him.

You made him feel weak in the best way possible. For once in his life he didn't need to be that strong, stone-cold agent who didn't bat an eye at death. With you, he could be soft.

It only took a few more sessions for Leon's portrait to be finished. All that needed to get done was some finishing touches since little things tend to get smudged along the way. All a part of the process.

Unfortunately for Leon, you didn't let him see the final product, blocking his every attempt to see it while saying something about "You don't get to see the bride before the wedding!" Whatever that meant.

When you told him it would take about two months to dry, he turned into the biggest man-child you've ever seen. Leon was just as bad as Chris in that sense, only difference being Claire was there to help contain Chris when he tried to see their portrait. Now you were left to deal with Leon's shenanigans all on your own.

No matter how much he begged and pleaded, you didn't relent. Hell, you even chased him out of the building with a dirty paintbrush. Two months was too long to wait for something like that. You were basically torturing him.

Luckily for you and him, it was easy to distract the man with the promise of a comfortable night at your apartment with some takeout. Afterwards, he really only ever asked about the portrait when he saw you working on something else. By now you'd hidden the painting away from his prying mind to give it time to dry. Out of sight, out of mind.

In the meantime, you would sketch him at random; while he was sitting on your couch, with his glasses on, naked on the bed posing for you "like one of your french girls", which was pretty funny yet surprisingly helpful. It had been a long time since you had the chance to draw a nude model, and what better than the ex-agent you'd grown so fond of?

Now it was just a matter of playing the waiting game. Leon's portrait was made to be extra special, secretly working on it while he was sleeping or off at the gym. Sure it prolonged the drying process, but you can't rush perfection in the end.

tags!: @greywardensaywhat @xkittiecatx @httpsuguru @k-fallingstar @lysa1201 @bobastayhigh @pocketstoriesstore @agent-dessis-posts @klee-iii @missjoenowhere @bbjposay @lazuliglace @bigtiddiesimp @finsternisle @sweets3rial @sodacolablast (there's a few of you that tumblr wouldn't let me tag for some reason 😭)

[oqal]

We all know it’s essentially canon for Brett to be her simp but,,,,lets not lie, Reagan would simp hard af for Brett once those feelings come on like, they just match each other’s energies way too well

she’ll start to think about him a lot. then stare at him. examine every single detail about him. enjoy everything he says. everything he does. the she realizes she absolutely is GEEKIN over him and spirals into a freak out because she doesn’t know how to feel about that feeling and kisses him out of the sudden as a impulse reaction and he is baffled but red and just STUNNED until she is like poking him “….hello? brett???”

[urcherrycolaa]

rafe cameron playlist

songs that reminds me of rafe cameron

drugs & money - chase atlantic

"only thing that i need, drugs and fucking money"

into it - chase atlantic

"this mental pressure got me popping pills and shit"

why - bazzi

"you know you shouldn't love me"

happier than ever - billie eilish

"cause i'd never treat me this shitty. you made me hate this city"

under pressure - RILEY, chase atlantic

"fuck depression, i'm just under pressure"

slow down - chase atlantic

"she said fuck me like i'm famous i said okay"

daydreamin' - ariana grande

"so im daydreamin' with my chin in the palm of my hands about you, you, and only you"

drunk and nasty - pi'erre bourne, sharc

"wanna get drunk and nasty?"

in for it - tony lanez, RL grime

"just hit a 5th of the bottle and i'm in for it"

you right - doja cat, the weeknd

"i can't help it, i want you"

p power - gunna, drake

"she sniffin' the flour, we geekin' for hours"

insane in the brain - cypress hill

"a (person) like me is goin insane"

why'd you only call me when you high - arctic monkeys

"now it's 3 in the morning, and i'm tryin to change your mind"

so anxious - ginuwine

"girl could you quit this stallin'. you know im a sexaholic, said im so anxious"

need to know - doja cat

"i heard from a friend of a friend, that dick was a ten out of ten"

pony - ginuwine

"the things i would do to you"

right here - chase atlantic

"i don't give a fuck about your friends, im right here"

heaven - julia michaels

"all good boys go to heaven, but bad boys bring heaven to you"

daddy issues (remix) - the neighbourhood, syd

"daddy stuck around, but he wasn't present"

all i need - lloyd

"your love is all i need. i might turn you on with all the things i do"

pyramids - frank ocean

"you said it's big but you take it. ride cowgirl"

collide - justine skye, tyga

"so baby do it right, do me right"

break from toronto - PARTYNEXTDOOR

"that smile on your face makes it easy to trust you"

swimming pools - lloyd

"im way past gone, from partying n bullshit"

champagne & sunshine - PLVTINUM, tarro

"rough sex on the bedroom floor. hop in the shower she begging for more"

or nah - ty dolla $ign, the weeknd, wiz khalifa, mustard

"can you really take dick or nah?"

party monster - the weeknd

"say you're mine, i'm yours for the night"

softcore - the neighbourhood

"but you drain me out if i get too much"

feel something - jaymes young

"touch me someone. i'm too young to feel so numb, numb, numb, numb. you could be the one to make me feel something, something"

all mine - PLAZA

"and i hit it, like it's all mine"

swim - chase atlantic

"location drop now, pedal to the floor like you're running from the cops now"

[allysah]

list 5 topics you could talk about for an hour without preparing any material (i have reason to yap now).

james “jimmy” stewart.

jimmy is just like. that guy for me. i could probably go on an hours long tirade about him, his films, his characters, his relationships, his military experience, his ptsd, his politics, etc. without interruption. right now i'm specifically thinking of his relationship with henry fonda (who deserves his own honorable mention) which OH MY GOD is one of the best hollywood friendships to date. orson welles said they were either having the hottest affair in hollywood or were the straightest men alive. he realized they were the latter... anyways that leads me into:

old/classic hollywood + its underground queer scene and the hays code.

first of all just old hollywood in general i can go hours and hours about because i just love so many of the actors and actresses. leslie howard and gregory peck are other honorable mentions in that category. however, the queer folks will always be my favorite <3 people like farley granger and marlene dietrich come to mind as well as cary grant and his biwife energy. but just all of the queer undertones from then i just appreciate so, so much. also the HAYS CODE... when i get you... i've seen so many pre-code movies which are just incredible and whenever they put that damn code in place everything got boring... unless they fixed the subtext so then you have films like rope (1948) which is such a good gay film like wtf?? old hollywood is a gem and if you avoid black + white movies or just older movies in general you SUCK!!

franklin expedition.

i've written academic essays about this damn expedition and i had no sources at all. just my mind and a dream. for two years my only thoughts for a future career was becoming a franklin expedition researcher who worked in the arctic. of course that's not gonna work?? okay but these dumb mfers were some of my favorite people on this earth like COMMANDER JAMES FITZJAMES was a real person who walked this earth and i never even got close to touching him. this is sickening. captain francis crozier is ALIVE and WELL on king william island you just cannot see him. i think i will genuinely throw up if they ever find crozier's captain log on the hms terror. the desolation and sickness is just like. eye clawingly scary and i could never fathom what truly went down on that island. i feel so so bad for the cold boys and i love them so, so much.

fallout lore

here’s where i start geekin about shit. FALLOUT IS SO FUCKING GOOD I DONT CARE WHAT ANYONE SAYS. 3, 4 and new vegas are top tier games (yes nostalgia is clouding my head but idc) i also love 1 and 2 but genuinely cannot play a turn based game like that. okay but the entire plot of new vegas is such a top tier storyline and it’s just such a fun silly game and is like made perfectly for gay trans autistic people i love it. 4 is just The Game you play it doesn’t matter you just end up there and it’s always fun idc what the haters say PRESTON GARVEY MINUTEMEN #1!!! 3 is there. BUT ITS SO BAD ITS GOOD LIKE COME ON ITS ALMOST ENDEARING GOING BACK IN THOSE SUBWAY TUNNELS AND GETTING LOST FOR 30 MINUTES!! these games are the only reason i know the layouts of nevada, washington, d.c., and boston. thank you for the geography lesson AND the history lesson fallout. i love you.

civil war politics and battles

ok this is my latest fixation and one that came out of ABSOLUTELY no where. i literally told myself years ago to never become a civil war buff because it's so stupid and only old men like it but here we are. i for real blame this on david straithairn's portrayal of william h seward because otherwise i would NOT care (sorry ddl, i love you still). also atun-shei films and his humongous catalogue of videos. but oh my godddd i'm so obsessed with these annoying fuckers i hate them ALL. lincoln and seward are just an absolute class-act together and whenever i watched gettysburg (1993) it was just over for me. jeff daniels and c thomas howell when I CATCH YOU (I Want You)!!! it's just all so interesting i love seeing how these men ticked. it's like a zoo exhibition but with random dead racist white guys. (i also had like a 5 minute discussion about lincoln being racist today after i gave a book talk on team of rivals in my college comp. absolute all-timer)

HONORABLE MENTIONS!!!

rms titanic. film in general (i have memorized a shit load of the letterboxd catalogue and I WILL not shut up about my favorite films and directors). classic literature. us presidents. history in general. musical theatre. how arthur morgan is the best fictional character ever written period.

TAGGED BY: @rmstitanics (THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME YAP AND BASICALLY JUST RANT. SORRY!)

TAGGING: @brainandnarfunkel + no one in particular, but know if you see this i want you to… and i know you want to yap as well… :)

[nikidanger]

The joy on my best friend’s face after he looked in the mirror when I finished twisting and styling his locs for him

Waking up to the sound of rain — need more of those mornings in LA tbh. So peaceful 🥹

Cleaning my old cameras & lenses & getting them in working order with fresh batteries. I’m so excited about taking pictures again I’m geekin over here

My favorite uncle randomly hitting me up out of the blue this morning

The UGK/BB King mashup my brother sent in our sibling group chat ((it’s a full album and I just know he was proud of himself when he hit send on that one lol))

Unscheduled video call with several colleagues that turned a rather shitty day into 3 hours straight of laughing & talking about work & life & impromptu house hunting together on trulia

The expression on new homie at the photography shop’s face when he was telling me that his favorite part about working there is getting to help younger customers who have never shot on film before learn to use their new cameras. So pure lol

My best friend from high school striking up a new conversation in THE most random and chaotic way possible hahahahaa

Actually retaining the name of my favorite flowering vine after 4 years of trying & failing. Bougainvillea. BOUGAINVILLEA. The hot pink ones specifically because how is that color even real? 🥹

[androidboy]

it was very fun geekin out abt the witcher with a straight guy who’s just as into it as i am. we were both so excited to talk to someone on the same wavelength it felt like we were speaking a mutual learned language and glossing over any translation confusion. sometimes he talked in a very male gamer way that went a bit over my head. i don’t think he realized i was queer and hot for the male characters. at one point i called eskel “my soft boy” he looked genuinely startled for a split second

[moonrevolutions]

i miss vi being kissed and treated like he's a pearly, good lil thing in the world and i miss him being in luuuuuuv. not love. luuuuuuuv, i want him in that kinda ship where we geekin out about it on the weekends and makin playlists.

[banakinbabygirl]

cant stop finking bout getting high with sam and then fucking like omd

imagine you’d be all shy and ask him if he has any weed and initially he’d be shocked you’re coming to HIM to smoke but he’s happy to supply you. AND HE’D ROLL FOR YOU AND DO THAT THING WHERE HE LOOKS IN YOUR EYES WHILE HE LICKS THE PAPER OMDDD😵‍💫

there’s something so sexual about sharing a blunt to me… like it’s not inherently sexual… but i’d be geekin n shit coz you wanna share?? with little old me?? 🤭

passing back and forth with sam and getting all giddy gives me butterflies. he’d be so chill tho like i’d just wanna lay and talk to him for hours n listen to music. BUT IN THIS CASE WE’RE GETTING STEAMY coz like… making out n then blowing smoke into each other’s mouths 🥱💨

and then acc getting TO IT and being in doggy and sam would STILL BE PUFFING AWAY LIKE THAT IMAGE IS SO HOT TO ME GOODBYE. come be my plug sammy and then rock my shit 😍

[anonc0re]

*Jasper plopped to the anon village out if nowhere, freaking the hell out. Jasper clutched her hair and feels her face.*

"WHAT? Why are there little FURRY BLOTCHES!? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?"

*Jasper kneels to the concrete floor around the shops, noticing all of the anons walking around that are having a gay ol time.*

"WINGS!? WHAT!? WHY IS THAT GUY WEARING A BLINDFOLD!?"

*Jasper feels a light tap on her shoulder. A mutated furry human looking dude named William is seen. He's standing there in his baggy clothes and a beanie.*

"Welcome to the anon village." William said in a grumbly voice. He scratched his head and put his hands over his eyes in a sassy pose.

"WHAT ARE YOU!? DID I GET TOO WICKED LAST NIGHT!? WHAT'S AN ANON!?"

"Just-"

Before William could finish his sentence, Jasper ran away, geekin the hell out.

[francefiguerres]

Here's a set from DJ Jun Tanaka from Osaka, Japan. Truly an inspiration of how this artist is able to put a selection of music together.

I don't think I've seen another DJ that's able to separate himself from the mainstream genre and put together timeless pieces of music together in on wave form.

There's a lot of work done behind the scenes when it comes to mixing and I've noticed that he loves looping and lower/higher bpm's before transitioning out to the next song.

I'm geekin' and worshiping this dude so hard right now.

[arachine]

no bc I’m determined to keep avatar tumblr alive 😭, literally gonna be spitting out fics everyday JUST bc I wanna keep it going LORD.

maybe it’ll revive again once the movie comes out on sites and shit bc I just started writing it cant go completely dead yet 💔

also love the way you write neteyam, it’s so refreshing to see proper characterization instead of robot neteyam where he lit rally just goes 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

it’s def gonna die, but i feel like when it comes out in hd and all the edits start rolling back around, it’ll start to get popular again! also, there’s a game coming out right? i think that’ll help :(

awe thank you baby 🫶🏽 every time you guys say you like my characterization, i start geekin!! 🤭

[shiinavanhellsing]

Random question for all of my followers who watch Bleach....if you were to pick a voice casting for your oc or ocs who would you choose?

For the EBKs (Everybody Killer or Executive Bodily Kreators aka Exterminating Badass Kalamities) I have a pretty interesting set of cast members.

I'm definitely doing a two parter for this post alone.

For EBK Hekka aka the og Kenpachi aka the mystic martial artist aka the immortal hyena aka Big GGB (Go Get Back) aka “fuck a zanpakuto, I'll put this nigga in a spliff my damn self” aka “wipe a nigga nose”:

I can Metro Boomin as the professional calm business type but, if you actually think about fucking with him, well let's just say that he will have no problems returning the favor.

fun fact: if you ever watched a show on BET+ called All the Queens men, I literally based his personality on Marilyn “Madam” DeVille....

•other fun fact: in PSA, Byakuya (who will rather die than admit this to Hekka's face) has said numerous times that Hekka was the only person who made him realize what it means to actually fear somebody.

Next up is EBK Jaír who is the right-hand man for EBK Hekka aka the vodoun quincy, aka the flossiest voodoo combatant of all time aka “94gz no GZ like these you heard, jack bs we jack bigger bs drop my shit we gonna let it squeeze” aka Big Fever aka Big papi locsta himself:

He was the main one (and Dusty Locane of course) that came up to find as soon as I envisioned this character. I see Jaír as the type of person who moves 15 steps ahead and won't even let you move not a single goddamn step forward.

•fun fact: Yhwach actually considered recruiting Jaír into the Sternritters until he saw how powerful he truly was. He just pulled the “impure” excuse out of his ass because he knew that he was that strong enough to take out his whole team by himself.

•another fun fact: he's literally the only quincy in EBK.

For EBK Tareek aka “AYO REEK, REVERSE THE V!” aka king sand man himself aka Mr I make a call it's war aka it's mr Jack me or Clap me, the fuck?! aka “we gonna spin on these niggas and catch them off guard you heard” aka the big stomper not stepper himself:

fun fact: Tareek and Hekka are the only pure blood shinigamis of EBK. Nuria is considered a shinigami and espada hybrid and she's also a elemental deity.

another fun fact: outside of the EBK the only other person that told him to reverse the v was Ichigo himself.

another creative fun fact: his zanpakuto is similar to Soi Fon's, since they both wear it on their fingers. Difference is that his resembles something similar to brass knuckles.

But yeah, I was thinking about having him or Kyle Richh casted as EBK Tareek because of their ability to taunt their enemies but Lil Tjay came to mind because of how he immediately bounces back from his Ls.

Next up is EBK Nico aka “put one leg back start geekin like” aka Mr gang blitz from the back imma blitz through the front aka make em get jiggy before we shoot em you heard aka “we finna do a drill on these niggas today” aka Mr 1 way in and 1 way out you can't get jiggy on my block:

As soon as I started writing this and Talk Facts came onto my rotation, I couldn't help but pick the perfect person to cast as EBK Nico. He's that cocky ass nigga who will have no problems pissing you off and when he screams “new opp pack in the air” he definitely means it.

fun fact: his powers were mainly deprived from Barragan since due to experimentation (guess who experimented on him), but he managed to also control smoke alongside ash as well.

another fun fact: EBK Nico, Kartier and Ohagi are the only pure blooded espadas in EBK

another fun fact: when he disintegrated Jerome's leg and put his ashes in his blunt, he added salt into the wound by getting sturdy as the Sternritter was screaming in agonizing pain while shouting “made a new dance it's called the Jerome bop!”

Next up is EBK Ohagi aka “I'll stomp a nigga out of his shoes” aka Mr “gun jam up he get beat with a knocker” aka Mr “boom a nigga if he come at me crazy” himself aka “imma still up it in designer”:

I pictured him as Sugarhill Keem at first, but then I was thinking about how Ohagi is seen as the fashion king but will have no problems upping it in designer if provoked and for some reason King Combs came to mind.

Fun fact: besides Hekka, Nuria and Jaír, Ohagi is known for having a deadly temper.

Another fun fact: Ohagi, Nico and Kartier are the only pure blooded espadas in EBK.

Another fun fact: he has leopard form whereas he's black with white spots all over and a espada form whereas he's wearing off-white with all black gradients around his outfit.

Another fun ass fact: when Kenpachi, Shunsui and Byakuya were getting scolded by Yamamoto for leaving their captains robes in battle, Kenpachi admits that he gave their robes to Ohagi for him to hold only for old man Yammi to show them a video of Ohagi, Riina and Dotty dancing and doing lite feet to the song Valid like salad with their captains robes on.

•Hekka sent Yamamoto that video for shits and giggles

•One more fun fact: he's extremely proficient with using any weapon that's given to him like a gun, sword, kunai, arrow and etc.

→He has used Riina's lightning bolt, Jaír's rose gun that was deprived from his tattoos, Ichigo's sword (yes y'all, he has his own gentsuga tenso but it's in a navy blue color) and Bambietta's own bombs against the Sternritters themselves.

Then there's EBK Kartier aka Mr “don't run don't trip” aka “fuck the dissing imma act the fuck up” himself aka “every opp shot, everything dead likeeeeeee” aka Mr “catch a nigga lacking he get put in a box” aka Mr “keep dumping until that nigga stops breathing, duh” aka Mr “shoot up the spot and the shooters get shot too” himself:

After naming my book title after PSA by Kay Flock, I just knew that there was a way to have him involved as a character and here it was! He's definitely that type of nigga that will have no problems shooting first, asking questions later and then shooting you again if you respond with something he doesn't like at all.

Fun fact: he's the youngest male in EBK but he's the third youngest member himself (the youngest are actually EBK Dotty and Riina)

Another fun fact: He was the OG 6th espada until Tousen kidnapped him and used him for experiments alongside Nico, Nuria and Ohagi.

Although he's the shortest EBK member (he's 5'5" himself) he's still considered taller than Captain Hitsugaya himself.

He's also very proficient in hand to hand combat despite always using a gun 24/7.

His espada form is said to be similar to a bull or a ox due to the horns that are shown on his head.

Aaaaaaand that's about it for the men of EBK, I'll do the women of EBK sometime today or tomorrow but let me know who your favorite character is and why.

[munacy]

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LORD @colgatebluemintygel I was geekin when i saw you tagged me.

I’ve got a fic and an art WIP, so I’ll do both. They are not related.

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Remus smirks mildly.  

“Alright, Lily. Here’s the deal. You’re not stupid. You know there’s a bet running—20 Galleons—for getting you to go out with one of the four of us. That being said, I really do like spending time with you, and I think you’re funny and clever. And very pretty...I think, at the very least, we could have fun together for a day and spend my idiot friend’s money, of which he has too much. What do you think?”

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