Tumgik
#gif convo
dom-i-nate · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
Is this school bugged by people who don't go here or something? I will never understand how people back home learn about my every fucking move, then proceed to try to give me their opinions on it. Hi, Nate's cranky today. You've been warned.
254 notes · View notes
fabray-austinsub · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
It's crazy what weird thoughts come to ya in the shower, ain't it? Like...nothin' is ever on fire. Fire is ON the things. And, if James Bond is the most famous spy, doesn't it make him, like, the worst spy? What's everyone else got for weird shower thoughts?
79 notes · View notes
domrobinxgardner · 26 days
Text
Tumblr media
It's barely 9am and I've already had it with this work day. If I said it once, I've said it a thousand times: BLINKER FLUID IS NOT A THING. If I have one more customer ask me about the blink fluid tank on these new models, my brain is gonna explode.
Perhaps it's time to have a clinic on basic car parts. Or maybe I just need to blow off some steam. Any takers on either, let me know.
59 notes · View notes
jbjonesxdomme · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media
You all know what the warm weather means? That's right, Pony Boy will be out on the streets in all his mechanical and chrome perfection. God, I love spring.
128 notes · View notes
slaved-violetevans · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
I've never snowboarded in my life. So, who's helping me figure all this out?
67 notes · View notes
calliemontgomery · 3 months
Text
LOCATION: Scoops Ice Cream
OPEN
Mom guilt. Did it ever go away? Considering Harper was only about to be 5, Callie was quite sure that wouldn't anytime soon. So, until then, she wasn't above bides that helped it along. Of course, her brother would remind her that she was ridiculous. Harper loved her, she didn't lack anything; and even thought of her mother as some kind of superhero. My mommy puts away bad guys! She would tell anyone who was willing to listen. "Mommy! Can I have sprinkles?" The little girl shouted as she glued her face to the glass that shielded her from the array of different flavors. Callie looked down at her child, a soft smile crossing her features as she took in the excitement her little girl expelled. "Of course, but first you gotta pick a flavor." She stated, glancing up from her small child's frame to the display of flavors. She, personally, thought chocolate mint sounded good. "Vanilla!" Harper shouted, which only received a quick nod of her mother's head. Callie expected nothing less from her child, or any child, really. Vanilla seemed safe to the masses. Callie looked up at the young teen behind the counter, "Can I have a vanilla ice cream cone, with sprinkles." She ordered, before Harper adds in "Lots of sprinkles!" Callie pressed her lips together, and simply gave a nod at the employee as an acceptance to the request. Within a few minutes, the young employee was handing Harper her cone, which earned a squeak out of the 4 year old, followed by a "Thank you!" Harper would turn and proceed to run towards the table she'd usually pick when they'd stop here. Callie looked back at the employee, "Could I have--" Her head immediately whipped towards the direction she had last seen her child, the high pitch squeak of a cry being the only sound Callie could hear. At first, her heart raced, the innocent scene before her nothing near the thoughts that flashed through her mind when she first held the sound. Despite staring at a person who probably would've most likely preferred ice cream any where but their leg; it definitely earned a relieved exhaled from Callie before she hurried towards her daughter. "I am so sorry," Callie proceeds to apologize to the person her child has smeared her ice cream cone on. Harper turning to her mother, "Mommy, I dropped my ice cream!" She whined, in which, Callie just placed her hand softy on top of her child's head, and ran her hand through her hair. "We will get you another." She states, before glancing up at the person once more, "I am so sorry." She repeats, "I've been working with her on watching where she's going, but it's not quite stuck yet. Can I get you anything? Would you like ice cream---" She paused, "You know, in a cone, or a cup -- not on you? My treat."
Tumblr media
25 notes · View notes
anabellapenrose · 11 months
Text
open starter for everyone @fairfordstarters
location: ink tattoo shop
Bella was fairly busy today but she preferred that way. There is nothing worse than being bored on job. She liked her job so much though. She always kind of knew what she wants to do once she get that opportunity.
She was sitting on the reception and doing some sketches. They were on her mind for a longer time now and she wanted to see how it is going to look on paper. She heard the bell but it didn’t stop her from sketching.
“Come on in, I’ll be with you in a minute.”
Tumblr media
53 notes · View notes
applekiraz · 11 months
Text
Location: Nightrest Streets Opened Starter: @nightreststarters​ 
Apple stood in the street handing out fliers to her practice. Something about handing out a flier to a potential patient in person feels much more personal, and gives her a sense of connection. “Know anybody in need of therapy? Simply take one of these fliers and contact me.” She’s been passing them out all day long, and was beginning to pick up when someone else approached. “Hi.” She turned and smiled passing the last flier in her hand, “I’m a new local therapist, if you know anybody in need of help. Don’t hesitate to call.” 
Tumblr media
54 notes · View notes
nikodimopoulos · 6 months
Text
where: the elevator of the bellagio hotel, las vegas who: @heyymikki & niko dimopoulos
When you have as many cousins as Niko, large celebrations are practically a regular occurrence, and it usually means that he's roped into participating, whether he's up for it or not. This time, it was his cousin Lukas' bachelor party, and, predictably, Lukas wanted to do things the 'American way' and jet off to Vegas. Unfortunately for Niko, his protests usually had some effect within Los Santos, but within his own family, it was a different story. The first part of the night followed the expected script, with Niko keeping a low profile and tagging along with the rest of the guys. However, after a few hours and a steady flow of drinks, Niko found himself starting to relax, engaging in lively conversations and sporting a smile more frequently than usual. Perhaps he wasn't hitting the dance floor or making a drunken fool of himself, but still, he seemed happy-ish for once, which was a stark contrast to his usual demeanor.
By the time the clock struck two in the morning, Niko was more than ready to head back to his room, much to the disappointment of his ten cousins. "Hey, hey, we're meeting in the lobby at ten AM," Niko hollered above the cacophony of his male relatives as the elevator doors slid open. He was determined to make himself heard over their overlapping conversations. "The plane won't wait around, and neither will I. Got it? Καληνύχτα." With a small wave, he stepped into the elevator, noticing an unfamiliar blonde woman standing in the corner. Niko paid her no mind, pressed the button for his floor, and stepped back. He breathed a sigh of relief as the elevator doors finally closed, the quiet that followed a warm welcome. "Jesus," the male muttered under his breath, leaning back against the wall.
Tumblr media
25 notes · View notes
nishantdoshi · 1 month
Text
CLOSED STARTER for @wordsmithings @ the Trail of Sikkerhet, late evening
Nishant felt a bit awkward now, trying to reconnect with things after everything had happened. He was floating, but not on a cloud, more likely on a fast moving river, on a float that was falling apart. Meaning: he was his usual self, seeing drama wherever. He'd been in the swimming pool at the time of the ritual, and he knew he'd survived what could've been a terrible situation. Thus: he was grateful to Helia, Evanora, Zhyan, and this little human called Topher.
It was weird.
"So," he started, as he joined Reza at the hip. "Any of these that you put up? Or are they all ornaments that Helia made? Because I wouldn't put it past her."
Tumblr media
12 notes · View notes
ezhilbharath · 14 days
Text
OPEN STARTER @fenrirswoodstarters location ; GOOD DUCK ART GALLERY
Ezhilarasan Bharath had outdone himself. At least, that was what his boss was saying after seeing the gallery on the morning of the Pink Moon. He'd made sure every bit of the place was dressed nicely for a Full Moon party, with works of arts on display combining the subject of love and the full moon, combining emotion and the mind. And best of all, the concert in the back. Having been able to get The Forgotten on board to end the show, with a few local bands opening, was perhaps his best feat. And best of all, he'd still be able to get all the Werewolves out on time to drive them to the Lord's Woods.
"So, are you enjoying yourself?" he asked one of the patrons, his blue hair bobbing.
Tumblr media
10 notes · View notes
dom-i-nate · 2 months
Text
@switchreggie Clearly they got us mixed up.
How dare you?
Tumblr media
142 notes · View notes
fabray-austinsub · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
Alright, I did it. I stood out in the stupid snow for a whole three minutes. I'll be awaitin' my celebratory cookie in the lodge where I will be, likely right in the middle of the fire place til I feel my toes again.
57 notes · View notes
domrobinxgardner · 3 months
Text
We finally managed to get everything sorted - and when I say 'we' I mean Dallas did. Can't find anything to save my life, but that's part of the fun, yeah? Well, now that I can breathe a bit, I'm interested in getting to know the fine students and staff of Stonewall, so if I don't know you yet, let's change that, shall we?
Tumblr media
64 notes · View notes
jbjonesxdomme · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
Hey all. Alright, in celebration of the one, the only, Delilah Jones agreeing to be mine forever, a party must be thrown. It will be in two parts - dinner, conversation, music in our new suite. Afterwards, I'm going to take everyone's favorite cam girl to The Maple (d/s) club and help her really celebrate and make her into the party favor of the night. Everyone's invited to both parts, whatever type of celebrating you enjoy. Party is Saturday. Dinner starts at 6, we'll go to the club about 8. See you there.
44 notes · View notes
slaved-violetevans · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
Did anyone else get so into their costume they are considering a personality change? If you see me fighting crimes now - mind your business.
68 notes · View notes