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homeahoy · 1 year
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A Poker Game in Cairo
Warnings: Pure Filth. Fluff.
Characters: Mike Sadler/ Y/N
It was a standing arrangement between them, code named poker night. They both had acknowledged the fact it was a double entendre or whatever you called it. Simply because it sounded like poke her which would have been closer to what they were actually up to.  It was more than a simple one night stand or a fling.  It was an agreement between two friends. Friends who before the war had no idea the other existed but after a nasty incident with an enemy bomber plane and a scoping mission they had become fast friends.  Him the wounded idiot in the ward, Y/N Mike’s nurse.  Idiot? Yes only because he had insisted that he was fine while wincing everytime he tried to sit down. A Broken coccyx would do that to you. With a firm friendship formed they had spoken about the inconvenience of love in a war zone or how bothersome it would be to find someone anytime you felt frisky.  So they had come up with an idea between them.  Every second Thursday they would meet at a hotel and sleep with each other.  
It was a simple arrangement and not one that always went to plan. As both parties never really knew when something would come up and they couldn't make it. When this happened they could always get a message to each other somehow. There was always someone you could bribe to pass on a message.  This time however saw You waiting outside the Night Bird Hotel waiting and becoming steadily more and more pissed off.  When the hell was Mike.  If he wasn’t coming, why the hell hadn’t he got the message to you?  You wondered if something had happened but then remember the last time. The message had come the day before something about a taxi service and being engaged in the desert for a while.  This time he had sent a letter letting you know he would be on leave.  Had it been cancelled and he had been called back to whatever it was he had been doing?  Or had gone with the other members of the LRDG and gotten so hammered that he had forgotten?
Just as you were about to either give up or go hunt him down and kill him for making you wait like an idiot, you were sure which option to go with, you heard someone jog towards you.  Looking around you saw Mike coming towards you, hand held up in apology until he was close enough to say “Sorry, A few of the guys got in a fight and I had to help” he gave a familiar grimace as he spoke.   Looking over him you saw what had been a neat uniform was now askew around the collar and he had what looked like a sand coloured beret in his hand.  His hair was a little wild but then again it always was. “I can tell '' You said as you reached out and fixed his hair and tugged his shirt back into place like he was a naughty school boy and you an adult having to make him presentable.  Finally when he was presentable enough you asked “So will we get this show on the road”.  “Yes” was the simple and plain answer that was given as he turned towards the entrance of the hotel and offered you his arm. 
The Hotel had played a key part in the whole operation.  It wasn’t like you could go back to the nurse’s boarding house or the barracks where neither of the opposite sex were allowed for just this exact reason. The hotel itself offered you a chance to be together and to keep it secret also.  It wasn’t the most luxurious but it wasn’t some dive either.  The staff were discret about what went on behind its doors which was a god send. It took only a few minutes after you had both entered to get a key and to the second floor room where you would be staying.  Normally it was only for a few hours but tonight you had a feeling you would be staying. 
You had expected the night to go how it always did with Mike all but dragging you into the room and pouncing on you. Instead he had acted like a perfect gentleman right up until you got in the door, where he closed it behind you and then walked towards you where he buried his face into your neck, while wrapping his arms around you, and letting out a sigh. Tossing your bag towards the bed without looking, you then wrapped your arms around him, one hand coming up to stroke the nape of his neck, which earned you a happy murmur. “ Rough couple of weeks?” You asked. “Mmm” in the affirmative was all that came back. Walking yourself and Mike backwards, towards the bed you knew you would talk about it later.  
Feeling the back of your legs hit the edge of the bed, you lowered yourself down.  You had to separate yourself from Mike at this point.  Leaning back of your elbow’s you looked up at him wondering where this was going to go as it felt different from the other times.  Mike leaned over you, bringing one knee up to rest on the bed beside your right thigh so he could reach down and kiss you.  You reached up with one hand and cupped his face using it to pull him down onto you. It was then the kiss was hardened, a swipe of your lover's tongue was enough to know it was asking for entrance, granting him it, it became more heated.  You gently spurred each other on and hand’s began to wonder. Mike’s slide up underneath the skirt of your dress. Your’s began to tug on his shirt, freeing it from the waistband of his trousers. You then moved to unbuttoning it, while his hands inched further up and up. HIs touch was all you needed to get you turned on. 
Moaning into the kiss you finally pulled away to say “Let’s get rid of these” as you pushed his shirt off his shoulders.  Mike quickly got up and shed all his clothes before helping you out of yours. Naked, you both quickly returned to the bed. Mike kneeling between your legs and running a hand up them towards your heat. His right hand met the apex of your legs, before a gentle finger began to run itself between your folds and feeling how wet you already were. Sliding the finger into your entrance he began to work you open while his thumb came up to meet your clit where it began to move in small circles, eliciting a small moan for your. Grinning up at you he added another finger, making you gasp. He worked up until he decided you were ready.  Moving quickly he retrieved a condom from his wallet and put it on before moving back between your legs and beginning to line himself up.  “What about you?” You asked.  “We have plenty of time for that later and I need this more” Mike replied, before beginning to push himself into you.  Gripping his arms you moaned a small amount as you began to adjust around him.  Waiting for you to give him permission to move, Mike smiled down at you, it was at times like this you knew you could have fallen in love with him, which you knew was a dangerous thought to have, shaking the thought from your head you gave a small nod. 
If Mike was anything it was a thoughtful and caring lover.  He began moving his hips in a slow and steady rhythm.  As small gasps began to leave your mouth, he leaned down to capture your mouth in another kiss. You both kept this up for a while, before coming up for air and Mike’s pace began to pick up and he himself began to let you moans of his own, spotted in between whispered statements of “You feel so good” ``Oh God” and “Mmm yes”.  The snap of his hips began to become more frantic and the heat in your stomach more intense.  With a few more thrusts he had you arching your back and panting his name “Mike” as you came. Working you through it Mike chased his own high, burying his face into the crook of your neck he came moaning your name like it was some sort of prayer. 
When you had both come down from your high you pulled apart, Mike shedding the condom as he moved and moved so that you were both lying on your sides facing each other. Smiling gently at each other you waited for a while before asking “So you want to tell me about it?” Meaning his week and maybe a little about how this time it felt like something had changed.  It wasn’t something you had ever thought about as you had an agreement not to get attached but for some reason you now had a tiny bit of hope that something had.  What you didn’t know was that Mike was thinking the exact same thing.
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banjolandsblog · 1 year
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Babylon 5: The Road Home | Official Trailer | Warner Bros. Entertainment
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demontouched · 4 months
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sally jackson, who had so much trouble raising her son, and endured so much heartbreak, starts a support group for mortal parents of demigod children. they're not all in new york, but zoom and google meet and a dozen other video chat options exist. they meet once a week on monday evenings, and after their child comes back from a quest. they drink wine, talk about their child rearing experiences, and light some food on fire to complain to a god. (they choose which god with one of those spinning wheels.) they rotate between apartments, but sally's is used most often. when percy is home, he regales them with tales of his quests. (their favorite story is after the battle of manhatten, when percy rejected immortality and demanded child support.) sometimes sally will let him have a glass of wine with them and tell them what each god is really like.
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rad-roche · 6 months
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i though it would be fun to try my hand at drawing the new ghoul cowboy character from the tv show with a retro twist! a little more in line with the older fallout style, just for fun, though this is a mishmash between a bunch of different ghoul design elements from 1 - 4. the mouth split and eye cover is pretty old school, but his facial features are more modern
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i was thinking of fun ways to make him emote. eventually i landed on this, keeping his bottom lip and having the skin split as a body language supplement!
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kusakichan15 · 1 month
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Mischief in the archives 👀💦
( @lokiusbingo Prompts: Mostly clothes sex & Uniform/s ) Full pic here
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I have to link it to my Twitter because this site keeps flagging my posts even tho Ive already posted so much robot p*rn already😂😂😂
This is my first full-on human nsfw work and I gotta say that I did have to get serious on learning anatomy just to get two old men to have say gex 🤭🤭🤭
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stars-n-spice · 2 months
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everyday I thank the Force that Tech's love interest is a black woman. god bless
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mediaomnivore · 2 months
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Could there be a better combination than X-Men and Ace of Base?
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scout985 · 2 months
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my fallout tv canon is benny is alive somehow and in season 2
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nevermindigotthis · 15 days
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Okay, one more: Delilah in Arcane Artstyle!
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realbeefman · 6 months
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some of y’all clearly don't understand what it's like to avert your eyes when your friend starts changing in front of you and your heart starts pounding in your chest and you could say something, SHOULD say something, tell her to change her clothes in a different room and admit to this freakish attraction that you know she doesn't feel, ruin the friendship by coloring every moment of casual intimacy with the knowledge that you are a pervert who wants more, that you are a threat. you don’t say anything. and you look up and watch the pale expanse of her lower back from the corner of your eye as she pulls on a white blouse, and something lurches in your stomach and you laugh at the joke she just told even though you weren’t really listening to the set-up. later on you will feel sick and guilty and cry alone in a bed that feels empty, but for just a moment, you are laughing with a beautiful girl who loves you, and it doesn’t matter if it’s wrong
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homeahoy · 1 year
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Sometimes
Warnings:Swearing, pining, friends to lovers. Maybe eventual smut (we will see)
Pairings: Eoin McGonigal & Paddy Mayne. ( University AU, Present Day )
Chapter 1
“It's not the way you lead me by the hand into the bedroom
It's not the way you throw your clothes upon the bathroom floor”
“It's not the way you lead me by the hand into the bedroom
It's not the way you throw your clothes upon the bathroom floor”
The sound of the heating kicking in clanged through the room and Professor Robert Mayne better known as Paddy cursed the Universities maintenance department.  You would have thought after numerous complaints they would have cleared the air so obviously trapped within the radiator in his office but alas that had proven too difficult.  Giving the radiator a firm bang with his fist he hoped it would help it to stop rattling but it only seemed to make it worse.   Muttering “Useless Cunts” he grabbed the stack of essays he was trying to grade and left the room.  Stalking across the corridor he pushed open the door of the office directly opposite his.  The occupant of the office looked up and gave a bright smile before asking “ Let me guess, the radiator is still clanging and you can’t concentrate?”.  Closing the door behind him Paddy answered with a glare that turned into a smile almost instantly.  “You know me Eoin can think when there isn’t silence” Paddy replied, or company i want to keep, he thought. Keeping the thought to himself Paddy swung out the chair that sat at the opposite side of the desk of the man known as Eoin.  
Eoin McGonigal was an English professor like Paddy, a good few years younger and from a background similar in the fact they were both Irish,loved poetry and rugby but different in the fact they came from different religious background, an issue that never bothered them, Eoin was a wind up merchant but level headed and Paddy was a hot head who tended to throw hands on occasion.  Eoin had started at the University the year before and the two had become fast friends. Paddy had never said it and would never had said it even under torture but there had been an instant attraction on his part.  Eoin was tall, handsome with deep curly locks and an air of ease about him. HIs smile alone seemed to cause Paddy’s heart to flutter, not that it meant anything anyway.  He would never act on how he had felt, Paddy had never told anyone he was gay.  He knew that it wouldn’t be a big deal in this day and age but he had been brought up by a family who kept their lips firmly shut about that kind of thing.  He also didn't know if Eoin himself was even gay so it was best to keep his mouth shut and focus on the friendship that had built between them. 
Settling down to grade the papers Paddy kept stealing glances and Eoin, who to his surprise was staring directly at him. “Is there a reason you're staring? “ Paddy asked, eventually downing his pen and leaning back in his chair.  Eoin sat there grinning with his familiar grin, “ Well now you mention it. I was looking to ask you a favour” He replied.  Paddy sat there with a small grin playing on his lips before asking “ and what would that favour be?”.  He sat there wondering what kind of favour could the young man be looking for?  He had a feeling it would be to cover some classes or maybe mentoring some student who had a keen interest in T.S Elliot.  What Eoin asked was something Paddy never saw coming.  “ I was hoping you would let me crash on your couch for a while. My flat was flooded by my upstairs neighbour and the place is ruined and it's going to take a while to fix or at least that’s what I've been told” Eoin Stated. Paddy swallowed hard. The thought of Eoin in his personal space was something that both thrilled and terrified him.  He wasn’t sure if he would be able to cope and heaven forbid if he ever brought someone over, not that Paddy had even heard Eoin mention that he had a love interest of any kind.  
Turning the thought over in his mind, a small age seemed to pass between them, while Eoin looked at Paddy with what could only be described as a pleading eyed puppy dog face with a hint of mischief behind it. Finally Paddy answered, “I suppose I could do that for you. Just how soon are you looking to encroach on my space?” HIs mind firmly on if his two bedroom apartment was in any shape to host a guess. He had in fact turned what was the spare bedroom into a study which was strewn with books and various other items he had collected along the way.  “Hopefully today? “ The other man beamed and with that reply Paddy knew he was doomed to a hell he knew he would enjoy more than regret. 
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pancakeke · 10 days
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rewatching Venture Bros mas made me feel like lot of other series I've watched recently (and liked!) are ultimately kinda empty.
like, writing dwells on nothing too often so there are large chunks where neither characters nor the story is being developed. interpersonal drama drags on with minimal progress, then at best the resolution is unsatisfying (and often the resolution is undone immediately so the same tension can remain as a force to drive the plot). some main characters are forgotten for extended periods. there are basically holds for laughs whenever references are made to other media so those references can carry as much of the scene as possible rather than quickly moving on to original writing. no one communicates even when communication is to everyone's benefit and has no downside, I guess done to drag problems out longer than necessary and pad runtime. and there are probably more things.
there's always a lot going on in Venture Bros but it never feels like too much. it's just like each episode tries to deliver as much story as efficiently as possible within the timeframe of an epsiode while also being entertaining and easy to follow.
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i have. an extremely specific favorite shot of charlie bushnell. first off, this man is SO GORGEOUS. SO SO SO SO SO SO SO GORGEOUS. i understand silena SO much. i too would betray everyone for that man.
but the specific shot is: episode 8 when percy figures out that luke is the traitor and luke just tries to recruit him. i was DROOLING on my couch. omg. o mg.
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keykidpilipili · 1 month
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Blaine light corruption arc this, emblem heartless lore retcon that, what truly would surprise me is to see humanoid nobodies outside the org and their impact on keyblade society.
You definitely saw your keyblade guardian get done by a heartless but they came back wrong the next month. You grieved them, you learnt to wield their keyblade over your own and now they're back.
Also hilarious scenario of murdering sby in a heartless ambush for power only for them to come back as a nobody possibly stronger.
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kalamity-jayne · 4 months
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In case you were wondering where things are at in the film and television industry here's how post-production folks (editors, VFX, Colorists, etc) are doing. These screenshots are from The Blue Collar Post Collective's FB page (they are an International professional network for folks working in post).
This one is from a few months ago...
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These are all from the past few days (from 2 separate Anon posts re "where to find jobs")...
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My former post-supervisor really fucked me over and I've been unemployed for months. At this point I'm applying to jobs in grocery stores cause it's just dead dead dead out there. Winter is always the time of year you don't want to be without a film or series to work on but this just abysmal.
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