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boag · 3 months
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It haunts me that people who were normal when they were 14 and never participated seriously in the Victorious fandom don’t know the ship name for a Cat/Tori/Jade throuple is Catorade
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bit-odd-innit · 1 year
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Eddie who cries a lot, Eddie who cries openly and easily and unabashedly, Eddie who cries not only when he’s upset but also when he’s frustrated or happy or full of some overwhelming cocktail of positive and negative emotions, Eddie who cries so often the kids are used to it vs. Steve who has not cried in years, Steve who has endured countless horrors and unfathomable physical trauma, Steve who puts his body on the line time and time again and has never broken once, Steve who shatters a glass on his kitchen floor—not even a nice glass, just a plain drinking glass, he was getting juice for Erica—and inexplicably bursts into tears, and it’s so unexpected and so jarring that everyone starts crying and nobody knows why.
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tojosuggestionbox · 2 months
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I would highly recommend training in martial arts from one of the listed partners. Please do not seek training from random vagrants in seedy corners of the city. I'm surprised this has to be said.
While the gyms on our website may be Clan affiliated, please be mindful that civilians are present. Follow the rules, cover up where necessary, and remember that your behavior reflects on Tojo.
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galacticsabc · 2 years
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On todays episode of WoL consumes something that should not be consumed.
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rayactive-factory · 9 months
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hockeylovee12 · 7 days
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He’s also your brother…..
Although it would’ve been so much better if he said Chauffeur
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bluestempigeons · 2 years
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Bigger bath pan is a hit
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Unlimited Bibi indulgence (Mesolite is also there)
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handlingwelcome · 7 months
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Damian wearing a shemagh cause I said so and Damian would never let anyone stop him from wearing it despite the ‘security risk it poses to your identity, Damian please you can literally wear it any other time-’ if anybody found out his identity he could just kill them and that number would go back down to zero, duh
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ickadori · 4 months
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in a no curse office au, sukuna is the one that steals other peoples lunches out of the fridge
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yangjeongin · 1 year
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20 minutes on delicate cycle. that’s the amount of time it takes to dry hyunjin in the washer and dryer
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keys-hellscape-1020 · 11 months
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Horror? Horror.
A/N: This post is dedicated to the lovely @juvenile-arm. Their art is amazing and deserves SO much more recognition! Go check them out! Also sorry for the fem reader, pronouns are still gender-neutral but the reader is definitely feminine. Guess I projected a little too hard.
Hobie Brown x fem!reader
Summary: You’ve always enjoyed horror movies. The thrill of them, the fear creeping up your spine. That wasn’t your favorite part however. No, your favorite part is when you get to pretend to be scared and hide in your boyfriend’s arms.
Contents: No use of Y/N, gender-neutral pronouns but everything else about the reader is feminine, flirty Hobie, flirty reader (they’re a menace), hickies, cuddling, implied smut at the end, fade-to-black
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You fluttered around your house, anxiously preparing for Hobie’s arrival. You made sure there were blankets on the couch, popcorn already in a bowl, and a stack of dvds next to the Tv. You have Netflix, but knowing Hobie you though he would appreciate the more old-school approach.
You run your hands along the fabric of the Sundress you’re wearing. A little dressy for a night-in sure, but you found yourself wanting to dress up for Hobie, although you knew he would find you attractive no matter what you wore.
You light-up when you hear a knock on your door. Rushing over to it you wait a moment longer, straightening your clothes one last time in an effort to not come off as too eager.
As you open the door you see Hobie standing there, casually as ever. If you didn’t know him well you might not be able to tell, but you notice the small hints of makeup on his face, the clothes that he only wears on nights out. He definitely dressed up for you, even if he doesn’t want you to know it.
“Just gonna stare at me all day or can I come in?” Hobie purrs with a smirk, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your cheek.
You feel your face grow hot, but you move to let Hobie into your apartment. He only spares a glance to your living room before he’s turning around to watch you close the door. As you lock it you feel a strong, warm presence upon your back. Close to you, but not touching you. Just hovering, appreciating.
“You look ravishing luv.” Hobie mumbled, his breath brushing your ear in a way that sent a shiver up your spine. By the time you’ve grounded yourself enough to turn around Hobie is walking towards your living room and flipping through the stack of dvds you’d laid out.
You fiddle your hands, trying to calm yourself down. “It was just a compliment.” You mutter to yourself, trying to get your heart back down to a normal rhythm.
You’re broken out of your thoughts by Hobie tossing you a dvd case that you fail to catch, causing it to instead hit you in the head, before it manages to fall into your outstretched hands.
Rubbing your head where the case made contact you look down at the movie with a grimace. Your mom’s old copy of “The Shining” that she had given you, you don’t even know how many years ago, stares back at you.
“Horror?” You ask hesitantly, moving to hand the case back to him.
“Horror.” Hobie says with finality, taking the case from you and moving to pop the disk into the player.
As he straightens up from his task he turns to look at you where you stand to the side hesitantly, twiddling your fingers.
He approaches and throws an arm over your shoulder, pulling you close to him and he leads you to the couch.
“Don’t worry luv, I’ll keep you safe.” He teases as he gently pushes you down on the couch before going to turn off the lights.
You shiver, arranging yourself under the blankets as Hobie makes his way over to you, snuggling under the covers before dragging you closer to himself with an arm around your shoulders and your hips pressed together firmly.
The movie goes smoothly, you’ve seen it a million times, but that doesn’t stop you from cuddling up closer to Hobie. As the movie nears a tense moment you tuck your face in Hobie’s neck, watching the screen out of the corner of your eye.
Hobie doesn’t acknowledge your actions, simply keeping his face on the screen as you press your body closer to him. You wrap an arm around his waist, and tickle his neck with your breath, trying your best to get him to acknowledge you.
You hum lowly as you press your lips to Hobie’s neck, again, and again, and again. It takes you actually nipping his neck for him to lazily acknowledge you.
“Someone’s needy.” He say’s lowly. He keeps his eye’s on the screen but he brings one hand up and plays with the baby hairs at the base of your neck, subtly urging you to continue your ministrations.
And continue you do, getting more eager with his go-ahead. You fully commit to your actions, not even pretending to watch the movie anymore. You kiss your way up his neck, close to his ear. You nip at the area right below his jaw before sucking a dark hickey into the skin there. Pulling back you admire your handy-work. Only one truly dark hickey is present on his neck but if this night goes as you’re hoping it will that’ll soon change.
You lean back in, biting Hobie’s earlobe and pulling gently, dragging a guttural groan from his chest as his grip on the back of your neck tightens momentarily before relaxing once more.
You bite and suckle at Hobie’s neck and jaw at will, knowing he doesn’t care who sees and instead enjoys it. Enjoys letting everyone know who he belongs to.
You’re not sure how long it took for Hobie to finally break, far to entranced in your very important work to pay attention to things like time. You do know that you feel a very pleased flutter in your chest (and lower) when he finally grips your thighs and pulls you to straddle his lap, chests pressed right up against one another.
He pulls you away from his neck by the scruff of your neck, much like one would a kitten.
“You’re oddly needy Luv.” He purrs out lowly, irises darker than normal as he gazes at you longingly.
“Only for you.” You quip back, running your hands across his collar bones to his shoulders, shamelessly feeling up his lean frame.
Hone chuckles as he picks you up by your thighs, prompting you to tighten your hold on his frame with a squeak.
Hobie smirks as he walks the both of you to your bedroom, a dark look in his eyes.
“Don’t worry Luv. I’ve got ya.”
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moonshynecybin · 4 months
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I know Marc is incredibly competitive just on his factory settings alone, but do you think vale saying he helped Jorge win because it would mean it was "easier to equal vale’s amount of championships" motivated him?
Idk I think after I had processed something like that I would think: I am going to win 10 come hell or high water.
you are correct! i agree i think he is so fucking baseline crazy he'd want to win no matter what. like valentino was right that marc wants to equal/surpass him i just dont think he was helping jorge in 2015 dajfkajh
but yeah. like i think because hes already so wrong in the head vis a vis winning we tend to ignore that marc DOES have a the sexiest quality a professional athlete at the top of their sport can have: the ability to convert hater energy into wins. injecting spite into his veins and stunting on them. blowing kisses to the stands in mugello level diva moments. like in sepang the reason he got kicked off of his bike (besides vale's category 5 ego crisis meltdown) was because he decided to be ANNOYING and ruin vale's day and race him 100% the entire way after that goddamn press conference :) like last season when pecco was pissed off bc he thought marc was getting a tow from him and marc wasnt! until he saw pecco was mad and then he followed him. and gave him a cunty little thumbs up. like he exclusively chooses people who are pissed off by it. often academy riders. because he thinks its funny. which i love <3 so yeah i'd say its extra motivation!
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tojosuggestionbox · 6 months
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We are currently looking into procuring guard dogs for Tojo Any members who are experienced in the handling and training of guard dogs are encouraged to make contact with the main office.
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yorshie · 6 months
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My sister-in-law got me drunk and now all I can think about is how the turtles would react to a drunk reader like how would care for them who would be made im SPIRALING
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avallachs · 9 months
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why.
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cryptid-scribs · 9 months
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Simon trauma dumping during the smoke sesh
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