#your honor hes my guy

[razor-ramons-thighs]

Crush

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Weight: 315 lbs

From: Kona Coast, HI

Birthday: January 31

Trademark finisher: Cranium Crunch

Known for: Being a nice guy away from the ring and tough in it 

Favorite quote: “Shakka, brahh!”

Titles held: None as of press time

Future ambition: “To crush the competition in the ring.”

[redgana]

I have to see her // but we'll die // i know

[nich0las-st1nks]

boop his nose while you're scrolling please!

[wltsquareih]

Tiny Genya 😭🤏

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

another little barn for us all while we Anticipate <3

[carrion-art]

POV: you're the supreme chanceller accusing fox of committing treason

[mattastr0phic]

REPRESSED HOMOSEXUALS EXPOSURE THERAPY

[justanotherfanwriter]

Damian: It is such a cloudy day.

Dick, over the comm link: Good, Robin, but when I said talk to her, I meant empathize with the survivor. Her son just passed away.

Damian: I’m sorry your son died on such a cloudy day.

Woman: *crying intensifies*

Dick, over the comm link: . . . Okay, sure, we’ll work on that.

[crystallizsch]

finding out from two different voice lines from two different cards that jamil practices dance moves that he finds is two too many for me not to go 🤨🤨🤨

here are the voice lines in question -

Luxe Couture:

Club Wear:

(thank you to mysteryshoptls for the translations!)

[haloabove]

Im such a sucker for Clark “heals in the sun” Kent and Bruce “burns in a storm” Wayne.

[imshymorph]

So, even more soft!Price thoughts cause i wasn’t joking when i said he lives rent free in my mind. Specifically, it's more bedrest!Price.

You’ve been with him long enough to know that all the grunts and eye rolls are just a facade. Long enough to know what the soft looks he gives you in between mean. To notice the way his shoulders and jaw relax the moment you walk into the room.

And you know exactly what it means when he grunts and scratches his cheek, right where his beard is overgrown, and looks at you from the corner of his eye before going back to reading. You still find it amusing to pretend you don’t, mentally counting how many times he sighs and grunts as he gives you the side eye. Eventually you relent, lowering your own book to look at him.

“Hm, beard looks overgrown and itchy.” you comment causally, playing into his game.

You see, there’s times where he’ll just come to you, arm wrapping around your waist and head resting against yours as he murmurs something along the lines of “need your help with my beard, love.” But that’s when it’s on his terms, when he feels like being pampered and needs the grounding feeling that your soft and gentle touches provide.

It’s different when he’s on bed rest. When the bruising and stitches on his torso and side make every movement achy and painful. Now he doesn’t dare ask for it. It’s dumb, really. He knows you’d be more than happy to help him and he’d do this and more if the roles were reversed. But you already do so much, help him with pretty much any other thing he has to do.

And it feels wrong, because he should be the one taking care and pampering you. Filling the tub with warm water and those lavender salts that help you relax after a busy day. He should be the one scrubbing and massaging your body and scalp. It should be him bringing you breakfast to bed as he pulls you into his side and helps you get through it. He can’t ask more of you.

So when he just grumbles “it’s starting to be annoying, yes.” while still looking at his book (but absolutely not having turned the page for the last twenty minutes at least) you just play along.

“Should do something about it, then.” you say as your hand reaches for the bookmark resting on the coffee table, marking your page and leaving your book before going towards the bathroom.

“Don’t you dare come here until I come over to help you!” you call back from the bathroom. and his eyes widen a bit as he grabs his book again, his body relaxing back against the couch cushions after he had started to scoot forward to get up in the least painful way he could manage. (How did you even know, he was being so quiet).

That’s how you end up sitting on the bathroom counter, one of his hands on your hip and the other on your thigh as he stands between your legs. You carefully shave the overgrown patches, making sure to not reach too far into the already shaped mutton chops. Even more careful to not nick his skin. Small frown between your brows as you work in full concentration, a soft smile tugging at his lips as he notices the small wrinkle it creates.

When the brittle hair is properly shaped and his face rinsed from the foamy cream, you dry it with a towel before massaging the beard oil he always uses into his skin.

A pleased and proud smile forming on your lips after giving your work one last look. “there, all trimmed and handsome.”

Your smile only widens when his hand moves from resting on your thigh to cupping your cheek pulling you closer, pressing a kiss to your lips. “Thank you, love. Really needed that.” he says, lips brushing yours with every word before he gives you another kiss.

[menace-behaviour]

Buck: I think I’ve really started to fall in love with Tommy and I want to plan something special so he knows how I feel about him.

Eddie: You’re not planning another Hot Air Balloon joy-ride disaster, are you?

Buck: God no, but since you and Tommy get along so well, can you help me figure out a nice date for him?

Eddie: I mean the two of you could maybe just like take turns stabbing me… right in the gut. Just REALLY twist it in there. ‘Cause that honestly seems less painful than this conversation.

[velvet-games]

what do you mean he's killed 30 people??

[heyhollow]

"Father. It's Me."

Making a ref for my Teen Micheal ⭐️✨️🦊

[cry-ptidd]

Fuck it, Vlad in the modern day Headcanons

- Calls every technological appliance with a screen a "pad" because Seras showed him an IPad first.

- He was shocked to know he has so much stuff written about him, and absolutely delighted about it.

- Enraptured by the idea of a grocery store. Doesn't understand why there's hungry people when there's so much food available. (No he doesn't know what a "Marx" is)

- Got a bit scared about headphones at first, denied it entirely. Prefers to listen to music on full speaker, much to Integra's frustration.

- Cries watching movies. Tries to play it off.

- Broke a phone because he wanted to understand how it worked. Got in trouble.

- Doesn't understand how a car works for the life of him. Likes the idea though, even if he misses his horse.

- Has to be physically dragged out of libraries, (all kinds of) stores and jewelry shops.

- Whenever they visit a city he insists on visiting the local church. Opinions vary, and Seras and Integra find him a bit snobbish.

- Finds modern clothes a bit boring, really wants a cape again.

- Once saw someone being unruly in the street and confronted them, leading to a physical fight. (He won, but also got in trouble again for breaking 8 bones in their body)

- Looks forward to movie night each week. Really into historical dramas/war movies and, surprisingly, animated films.

- "Seras what's a DILF"

[hitwiththetmnt]

[Greetings fellow cabin mate, Ooze leo has been receiving a lot of gifts and he wished to return the favor to possible friends. He does not quite grasp the concept so he has given you a ..rat?]

Other cabin members appreciate the gift more then others (°▽°)

@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion

Cabin #7 (7 Wonders of the Turtleverse)