Tag: Well

bougainviyeah:

i feel like if cp9 ever came back and they had to team up with luffy they’d be so done even faster than law 
//EDIT: luffy and kaku’s interaction was inspired by maldoror_gw’s fic up on the peak, which is a really great fic about what would have happened if kaku joined the crew instead of franky. it’s also zoroxkaku but it’s faint if ur not into that. i completely forgot to source it yesterday i am the world’s biggest dickwad

nixiesaurus:

“Bloody Basher” (Version 2) SFW version here

Colonel Sebastian Moran as rendered by Astro! 

The original commission that I had done by Astro was created over 8 months ago, and had this variant version done of my RP version of Sebastian Moran in his Colonel’s uniform.  Initially, I wasn’t going to share this with anyone except my closest RPing partners (and still, only like two people aside from myself and Astro have seen it).  I was too bashful to post it on my tumblr, because at the time, I didn’t really post NSFW on my blog.  Any now?  PENIS CONFETTI EVERYWHERE!  YOU GET A PORN HOUR!  YOU GET A SMUTFIC!  EVERYONE GETS NSFW!

(Please keep original text if reblogging, please don’t repost, and please don’t remove Astro’s credit on the image; since this was a commission, I want to make sure Astro is recognized for her talents; this is one thing she does request on her tumblr, so thanks so much.)

Reblogging again for Bitty’s tags:

: I was really debating reblogging this There are atleast two people who will be traumatized BUT JUST LOOK AT THIS FUCKING BABE Unf. There was a Colonel named Sebastian Moran He happened to be the best shot in the land His mighty dick was inches thick And best to be grasped with both hands I MEAN THIS WAS THE GNOMES THE GNOMES DID THIS Vicious porn gnomes vicious… Porn NSFW penis

Waiting in my physical therapy office, scrolling through my dash to kill time… On penis Friday.

In the whole empty waiting room, an older woman just chose the seat next to me… I feel like I’m playing chicken with my tumblr content, now.

Ring [askfic]

random-nexus:

The ring was a simple brass band, no embellishments, fairly thin metal; not shoddy, but not particularly high quality, either. He assumed there was something more to it with the formality in which John has given it to him; looked up with questioning eyes and waited, rather than say anything possibly damaging to the ‘moment’. Sentiment, he was sure, though he wasn’t entirely certain if that thought is attached to the ring or the reserve on his part.

“I know you don’t need gestures or ceremonies or anything, but… I wanted to give you something-” John’s hand raised absently to rub the back of his neck in a furtively embarrassed gesture; definitely sentiment then. “-I mean, I guess you always had it, really. In a way, I gave this to you a long time ago; it’s always been yours, but…” He seemed to realize he was rambling and stopped with a halfhearted, “yeah.”

Sherlock considered this – the delivery, the import John had attached to it, and contemplated the metal resting in his hand, again. Obviously specially made, but not a particularly high grade of metal – why would someone—

Something in the way John said it finally clicked and he looked up; much sharper question on his face this time. John seemed to understand without words – and this, this was one of the reasons they worked so well together, one of the proofs of their enduring partnership – nodded, and said, “Yeah… its, from that first night. The casing. Don’t know why I kept it, really – not very smart, but….” John sighed very softly, refocused. “It’s not pretty, I know, but that’s not something I thought you’d care about in the end.” He shrugged almost apologetically, and as the realization hit, Sherlock very nearly wanted to shake him for the attempt to disparage it, to diminish it.

John was right – he didn’t need gestures or the trappings of a ‘normal’ relationship – but this… this meant something. Their relationship had never been normal, and this was something he could understand, a tangible evidence of a value held; the very first show of devotion and their first case in one.

Sherlock let his hand close over the metal again, feeling the weight of it; heavier now that he understood its origin, it’s meaning. There were things he could say at a time like this; things he probably should say, but he was – for once – at a loss. John would understand. He always did.

Instead, Sherlock met his eyes with a certain solemnity.

“I believe there are expectations in situations like this?” he asked, holding his hand out to offer back the ring. John blinked up. “It’s not really-“, stopped, then smiled. “Yeah”, he said instead; accepted the small piece of metal as if it weighed nothing and everything at once – slid it onto Sherlock’s ring finger.

It fit them perfectly.

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You know exactly what sparked this.  Not, sadly, as strong a vibe as its inspiring chat, but maybe we can fix that later… 

Lady-Karasu  😀

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Random’s response: I ADORE THIS WITH THE POWER OF A THOUSAND FANGIRLS SQUEEFLAILING!  *DOES!*  Thank you for this!  Yes, I know exactly what sparked it and you made that spark into a f’ing awesome ficlet!  *gleeface*  ❤  YOU ROCK LIKE TECTONIC PLATES IN A 10.5!

I’m glad you liked it, sweetie.  ^_^  Now lets see if I can finish that other one…

(no, no, don’t get excited, it’s much much shorter. <3)  I’m just going to… you know, sit over here and blush now…