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ataraxetta · 1 year
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Trying to brute force my way through this years long block and wrote a little Jason and Dick fic. I'm at 6k words but it's not ready for ao3, so just putting this little (very rough) intro here for fun and attention? validation? just because? who knows. I am weak! It's got a tiny bit of nc17 reminiscing, but otherwise safe I think. Jaydick, established-ish relationship (fwb type thing), 800ish words.
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Jason is slouched on a broken wooden bench in a private corporate courtyard, sucking aggressively on a milkshake when the deactivated comm in his helmet bursts into sudden, shocking life. 
He startles hard, a closed-mouth gasp dislodging the chunk of strawberry stuck in his straw and sending it rocketing straight into the back of his throat. Barbara tolerantly waits out his violent coughing fit before speaking again. She says, "Hey."
"Jesus Christ, O," Jason swears, voice hoarse and racing heart trying to slow. "Almost shit my fucking pants."
"Sorry," Barbara says, sounding anything but. She makes a noise like she's trying not to laugh. "You okay, there, scooter?"
Jason coughs a bit more and belches painfully, wipes his mouth and re-engages the faceplate of his helmet and says, "blow me," through the voice modulator. Barbara really does laugh this time, and the tension that's been stiffening the line of Jason's shoulders since the moment she contacted him ebbs a little. Oracle doesn't fuck around on the job, so whatever it is she wants to talk to him about must not be that serious. He tosses what's left of his milkshake into a nearby trash can and leans comfortably in the shadow of a 'No Trespassing' sign where the security cameras he disabled point right at him. "So did you need something, or just dropping in to scare the holy ghost out of me?"
"A little of both," she admits. Jason can hear the clack of her keyboard in the background. It's still evening, setting sun painting the horizon a deep pink that's faintly visible under the thick grey Gotham smog. She's suited up early tonight, but so has he, and he doesn't ask. Still typing, she says, "I hear you're teaming up with N tonight."
"Where'd you hear that?"
"A little birdie told me."
"Funny," says Jason, bone dry. Find a Robin, pick it up, all day long you'll have a loud mouth. Barbara sounds entirely too amused with herself, though, so he breathes like Darth Vader through the helmet and grins when she makes a disgusted noise. "But yeah, later. I need his bendy shit for some recon. Why?"
Barbara says, "He's in a mood."
The way she says it like a warning stokes the beginnings of a fire inside him, a burgeoning electric spark lighting him up. Instinct and habit have him scanning the rooftops across the road despite knowing no one will be there. He's glad the helmet masks his too-interested tone when he says, "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. Just wanted to give you a heads up."
Jason and Barbara aren't super close these days, and she was hard to read even back when he still had all his marbles. He doesn't know how much, if anything, she knows about what he and Dick get up to lately, can't tell from context if this courtesy call is for him specifically or if she's had the same conversation with anyone else planning to cross Nightwing's path tonight. Whatever the case, it's undoubtedly well-intentioned, so he says, "well, thanks," kind of dumbly. The courtyard gate creaks open a couple hundred feet away and he slinks into the shadows. "I've gotta go do a thing. Stop fucking with my comms."
"Sure," she tells him. "Good luck with your thing."
"Yeah."
She clicks off. Jason turns off his comm again.
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A few hours later, exactly on time, Dick comes to a light-footed landing on a warehouse roof a few feet away from him. His hair is exceptionally tousled, his eyebrows exceptionally expressive, his Nightwing getup exceptionally tight. Smiling, he tilts his head and puts his hands on his hips and says, "Knew I'd find you here."
"I literally told you to meet me here," Jason points out.
Dick ignores him. He stretches out his shoulders and arms, touches his toes and straightens, bends back until his hands touch the roof, hefts himself up onto them, turns in a circle on his palms and tips backwards until his feet touch down, then straightens again. Loose, he tosses Jason another grin. "Ready?"
Jason’s brain stutters a little. The last time they fooled around, less than a week ago, Dick had shoved him against a wall with a grin on his face just like this one and climbed him like a tree, rode him rough, slutty, shameless, and so good Jason shot off like a rocket inside him. Then he'd turned Jason around and fucked between his thighs and jizzed all over Jason's balls and cock and a little bit on the pristine white wall of his pristine white living room in his pristine white apartment. 
Jason says, "Ready."
tbc
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Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:
15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)
2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)
1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.
None of the hijackers were from Iraq.
None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.
None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.
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destinationtoast · 9 months
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My grandmother is Japanese and really likes to give gifts. Often those gifts are Japanese desserts or other food, but sometimes she just slips me cash, folded up inside a tiny, beautiful envelope. But she likes to pretend she's not giving me money, so when possible, she'll hide it somewhere that I will find later.
Today I spent the afternoon with her doing chores and tech support, and she clearly felt this warranted a significant gift in return (no matter that I enjoyed myself). But she forgot to slip something into my pocket or bag before I left, so instead she rushed outside as I was starting my car, making the old-school "roll down the window" gesture. Once I complied, she was forced to acknowledge she was handing me money, but she also tried to minimize the gesture.
The result was that she said, "Thank you, dear! I just wanted you to be able to... to buy yourself a hamburger," and then handed me a darling little envelope that turned out to contain $100. And all I could think was:
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violent138 · 1 month
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The idea of the Batkids doing normal people things while suited up is hilarious to me, you know, like Red Robin and Spoiler making the 9 o'clock news while racing through a grocery store because they totally forgot to get the things Alfred asked them to bring for the family dinner. Or Damian and Dick swinging into the Bludhaven Zoo mid-patrol because Dami really wanted to see the new baby tiger. Red Hood buying lemonade from a kid's stand and then standing there awkwardly messing with his helmet, trying not to hurt the kid's feelings. Black Bat, on a particularly tiring day randomly appeared in the nosebleeds of the ballet hall and started sniping phones out of people's hands. Or Signal and a deeply irritated Batman changing out a blown-out tyre in some back alley, earning amused looks.
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enchantedtv · 9 months
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For anyone hit with the new update today, install Dashboard Unfucker v3.6.0a here. Just make sure that you have the TamperMonkey extension installed on your browser first so that it will work. It comes with advanced settings to restore the icons on the dash, just check "re-add icons to reblogs". Thanks to @yappatadwinks for helping me get things working
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Dashboard unfucker no longer works, but there is @pixiel 's layout that mimics the old tumblr layout called old tumblr dashboard, which works with the Stylus extension so go get that.
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montereybayaquarium · 8 months
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Carwash kelp: the tough, rough, colorful stuff that our otters just can’t get enough of! 🚗🧼🌿
Mammalogist Sarah is here to lend a paw and explain the why behind this classic sea otter enrichment standby.
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meyerlansky · 7 months
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tawaifeddiediaz · 2 months
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it just happened. it was magic.
[ID: 6 gifs of Evan Buckley and Eddie Diaz from 911 episode 7.04, "Buck, Bothered and Bewildered."
GIF 1: Buck turning towards Eddie after learning about all the things Eddie and Tommy are doing, saying, "Well, listen, I-I think it's great..."
GIF 2: Eddie looking up at Buck expectantly.
GIF 3: Buck continues talking, nodding and giving Eddie an earnest smile, sounding like he's fumbling through. "...you know? You-you can't have enough friends, right?"
GIF 4: Eddie agreeing with Buck, looking down into the sewer to watch Ravi's progress before he looks up at an indeterminate spot, thoughtful as he says, "Right. Y’know, it’s like that thing when you meet somebody and you just…click, y’know what I mean?"
GIF 5: Buck turning looking at Eddie from where he was looking into the sewer, looking slightly crestfallen and wistful even as he smiles, saying "I do."
GIF 6: Buck looking away from Eddie slowly as he says, mostly to himself, "I really do." He turns to look back into the sewer.
/end ID]
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norris55s · 2 months
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chaotic texts - oscar piastri
reader x oscar piastri texts, except they’re crazy
pt. 2 pt. 3
warnings: pregnancy scare mention, spider mention (both lighthearted)
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yooboobies · 1 month
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i hope they know how much their hard work and art helped me through a lot...
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posthumousvigor · 11 months
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Obi-Wan being star wars' biggest damsel in distress while also being one of the most powerful jedi ever is so funny to me. Like he's getting captured on purpose. That has to be whats happening. "Oh nooo ive gotten tied up by somebody who's obsessed with me again!!looks like someone equally obsessed with me has to swoop in and save me :33" He's the pillow princess of warfare
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donutdrawsthings · 2 months
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I haven't seen any MLP Doctor AU designs past Capaldi's era and I really think that's such a shame! So here's my take on the 13th, 14th and 15th Doctor :o]
Once again love to ramble about certain design choices!
Since the 13th Doctor wears ear jewellery depicting a golden and silver hand holding each other, I thought it'd be fun to change that into 2 horseshoes instead! I also gave a heavier focus on the more subtle rainbow on her coat because I feel it'd be more fitting for a MLP AU and something that could make the design a bit more balanced. I'd also tried to make her blue at first, but felt yellow actually felt more like the 13th somehow.
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I decided to give 14 his iconic Doctor Whooves design, with the only difference being messier hair and some rough facial hair. I was definitely looking at it more with a nostalgia factor, which ultimately fits perfectly with what the 60th anniversary specials ended up being!
15 was a toughie, I'm not going to lie. A thing about MLP AUs I tend to dislike, is when an artist gives them the same colour as their skin. It tends to look silly with white characters, but I've noticed it's seen (at least USED to be) as less silly when it's with darker skinned characters. So with that in mind I wanted to make 15 the general colour he's themed to have in promotional material (orange and blue) and make it darker! ... but dark orange IS brown. So after some tinkering I decided to base his colour on the more earthy red Ncuti wears in this image.
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I also decided to tone his hair blue instead of going with black to really hammer in that orange/blue theme 15 has!
Thank you for reading this far! I'm really passionate about this sorta stuff so it really means a lot :oD
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daftmooncretin · 5 months
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egophiliac · 11 months
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IT'S BUNNY TIME EVERYBODY
(feat. Dilla)
(bugle accompaniment by Yuu)
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thejumbers · 4 months
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who’s this little ghoul
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toxicanonymity · 15 days
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This is a bit weird but hear me out. Truck driver Joel. Having to sleep in cheap motels and inside his truck. Picks up sweet, pretty hitchhiker reader, who ends up travelling the country with him and fucking in his truck, those cheap old motels, and in the middle of nowhere.
Giving joel handjobs and blowjobs while driving and joel fingering her while driving...
🫠🫠🫠
Trucker Joel. . . I love it. Sexy and fun.
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A/N: Feel free to add HCs or write him. @tashibum sent the middle pic one time and I love the vibe. 💛
Fics - tag me if you write one and I'll add here
✨ Overloaded by @katiexpunk
HCs
On the first day, you're riding in silence, and he keeps looking over, checking you out. To make conversation, you ask him about his load. His neck gets pink, and he clears his throat. "my, uh--" before telling you what's in the trailer.
You get a kick out of him being flustered so later you ask him what he's gonna do with his load. When he's flustered, sometimes he adjusts his net hat (his curls stick out under it).
He's proud of his truck. It's humble but he takes good care of it. He's made the cab cozy, but you can tell he did it himself, there isn't much of an eye for design. There's definitely only one bed.
You're fixing the fitted sheet on the bed in his cab and there's a bottle of lube under the corner of the mattress.
He has a TV screen set up near the bed and offers you can stream something but it accidentally opens to porn.
The first time you stop at a motel, he takes a shower, slicks back his hair, and puts on a nice t shirt and belt, and even foregoes the hat. He takes you to eat at a diner.
He doesn't like belts though. Before the motel room door is even shut behind you, he takes his belt off with one hand in one swift motion. He does a double take at your face and can't help but smile to himself at the effect it has on you.
When you're sucking him off and he's about to cum too early, he's like "whoa, back it up now, darlin'."
Maybe he calls you bambi cause he almost hit you like a deer before picking you up.
You might have to cockwarm him in the driver's seat sometime.
He gives you back-to-back cream pies, admires the mess, and says "damn near got you bundled out" (loaded to max capacity).
feel free to add or write
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