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myjunkisyuzuruhanyu · 5 months
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Team Japan @ Cup of China 2023 Gala practice
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suntails · 7 months
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methoughtsphantom · 3 months
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DP x DC
not me thinking about imaginary scenarios of ten year old Tim Drake in the ghost zone (pariah’s castle)
where Tim thinks it’s strangely soothing that despite being the only one whose steps connect to the ground, there’s not that eerie silence that befell drake manor
strange blob creatures chitter softly and nip at his hair and swooshes and wisps of wind betray the presence of an invisible ghost
which after following he realizes it’s almost like he’s trailing after the black dark shadow that is batman again
which gives him the idea that, maybe, just this one time, he can play the part of robin
that in mind Tim makes out a game of sneaking to the side of ghosts that look like they’re brooding and if they can spot him he loses
most just grunt in response (very in character) while others fuss over him and ask questions which Tim uses to infodump
he also politely asks the ghost that always asks him how he’s doing to instead say the word “report”
(the ghost looks at him weirdly but humors him and besides the answer would be the same anyways)
Tim also(!!)
gets on the case of why the walls lack tangibility when he is the one leaning on them (he doesn’t live down the time he wanted to look cool only to fall through the wall)
hyperfixates on how gravity works in the ghost zone because he couldn’t do a skateboard trick he has pulled off many many times and he’s salty about it
tries to figure out where they are getting human food from (cause it’s hot enough to be homemade but also there’s no kitchen —so how could it be) (also he wants coffee)
finds out the dude that often gives him a side eye when he finds that Tim knows how to do something (math homework), is next in line for the throne and yet doesn’t have a single “mingle and talk people up” bone in his body. (despite it his networking is a solid 7/10)
gets a ghost horse to adopt him what
discovers pretty quickly that there are rooms to which he can’t phase through (a.k.a. he’s not allowed entry) to which he begrudgingly backs off even though that stands in his way of doing a very thorough layout™ of the place (robin would)
sulks over the lack of extreme sports in the place
(Danny takes him to the Far Frozen where they go tire sliding in the snow and where tim learns how to use a skateboard skate and also that ghost ice cream is just as good as normal ice cream)
sulks again cuz he caught a common cold
also because there’s no sun or moon poor Timmy’s already screwed sleep schedule gets more messed up to the point no one knows when or where he will fall asleep
(ghosts find him in the most unhinged of places with a signature purple cloak draped over him every. single. time.)
overall, be a menace
see-> the time he threatened to build ghost weapons he’d somehow memorized the blueprints of cause Danny wouldn’t let him visit the radium girls factory but yes the renaissance period
see-> that time he went through the whole ghost energy and how to work with it book section in the library and half an hour later had a prototype of a star wars laser beam made
(note: bribing only works for hot chocolate, not for letting him keep cool-looking guns)
just tim having the time of his life
clockwork being no help at all (the ghost loves being a cryptid)
and danny trying not to get attached while he progressively gets more concerned over this chaos child he emotionally adopted as his little brother
(to fit canon cause i want it to this would just be until Danny finds the dimension little Timmy is from, then they can safely yeet the child back to the moment he first went missing)
anyways before anyone knows it’s been three months
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neptunym · 1 year
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ms paint doodles for @post-it-notes7 's fic series, heart and soul. i highly recommend it to anyone that either likes the kirby anime or meta knight bc it's a delight to read :]
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crystallizsch · 14 days
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i'm still not over the fact that jamil was a musical kid
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insomniphic · 11 months
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This night couldn’t really get any weirder for Narry, lol.
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@comfortventure’s Morgan!
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diroxide · 1 year
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“Keep your mind attentive at all times lest you earn yourself a swift death, Galacta.”
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emptyjunior · 1 year
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Met gala themes I would pick cause woof we've had some rough ones huh
Horror
I am definitely not the first to bring up this theme but I do feel like it has the best shot so I'm honourable mentioning it first. The opportunity for guests to go victim or slasher, the haunted aspects, the opportunities for construction with their Killer outfits, there's just so Much here, banger theme.
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Nautical
Maybe I want to see someone in a big ol yellow raincoat and a beard. Is that too much to ask.
But honestly a lot of fashion history has been inspired by naval themes, sailor uniforms, bucket hats, knit sweaters, working with rubber/waterproof coatings. And you could always get crazy with it and go the mermaid/sea monster/eldritch horror from the depths route as well. (And yes I suppose pirates too but I feel like Anna might eat someone alive like the spirited away guy if they came dressed as a pirate).
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Maximalist
Am I just rehashing camp, yes, do I still want it, yes. I feel like the gala has been struggling for a Lot of years now with public perception, I think we're all aware how problematic an event uplifting the wealthy and famous can feel at this point. But I think they can go just fully on the nose, let people know they're Aware of it and be in on the joke. An event showcasing gluttony, heaped on patchworks and colours, mounds of accessories, cartoonish layers of jewels and chains. Just fully embracing it (and the smart designers will Know how to do some interesting dialogue with it).
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Hallyu/Korean wave
This one makes me nervous cause with American celebrities there are bound to be some Blunders if we venture into this territory but I do still want to put it on the list. The reality is, South Korean culture is what's Now. It's In. It's the Zeitgeist. Music, tv, fashion. And I think it might be nice to see the "leaders" of the fashion industry acknowledge that in some concrete way. There's korean street style, there's prep/simple style. And hanboks/traditional style have a lot of really cool forms and materials you can base your construction on.
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Teddy Boys/Teddy Girls
I KNOW it's way too niche but I Want it. I feel like there's a way to do it that would be so celebratory of androgy and I just feel like it will resonate with the working class of the day. I want subversion, I want a subculture of roaming youth finding identity in a post-war world and I want Silk Neckerchiefs. Also the style is based in Italian fashion so im sure all the big fashion houses will be able to do Something with that.
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elvisabutler · 2 years
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I will request the walls have ears scene hard-on scene again and also I mean I would DIE for a psych perspective of elvis all day every day but i know that’s pretty heavy and god bless him what a mess of a man🥴
bless you. OKAY. so you have got to forgive me for how unsure i am about this. i'm like a damn baby deer walking on my legs for the first time. also that's coming at some point. probably. it really requires a lot of research. ( for a tumblr post i know but you never know, maybe i use that bullshit to get into grad school like i've been dying to go. and then at the end all of y'all can call me dr. ally. )
so. tw: i mean it's got him getting a hard on so, sexual themes? phone sex? mentions of elvis' sad sad hang ups? i do not know this is new territory for me.
the walls have ears ( but not eyes ) - elvis presley
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elvis is used to dancing, he's used having his hips move every which way but loose. well, maybe there was that one time they went a bit loose but that was between him, that audience and god. and there wasn't a soul in that group who was gonna be a tattle tell. the point is, he knows how to dance, knows how to move his hips. so doing the scene he's being asked of with laurel seems like a simple enough ask. she's sweet and he likes her well enough. doesn't like her like he likes the girl he's got waiting for him at home but- he gets her allure, gets how his character could like a girl with her face.
it's a complicated set up for a scene, one of the most complicated ones elvis has ever seen in his pictures. there's so many moving parts that a part of him wants to ask the director and the production team what went through their heads and how they went about setting all this up. anything to find out more about the film industry even if- well even if it seemed like he was gonna get stuck doing these musical-singing pictures for a long while yet. maybe one day- maybe some day he'll get to have his moment as a dramatic actor get to be like james dean and marlon brando and paul newman. one day.
the moment they start the camera elvis finds himself aware of two things- one, that he was made to do this sort of dancing and he's got to take his girl out and show her one of these days and two, his pants are too tight. he knew the second point before hand and has been half trying to wiggle to make his inseam feel less strange and has honestly asked the costume team, "darlin' could you please take this out jus' a lil." only to be told that no they couldn't which was a crying shame if he did say so himself. he's been telling himself it wouldn't be a problem, telling himself he'll be fine but now the pants are rubbing him just the right way and he can feel himself hardening. lord have mercy. was this honestly when his goddamn body wanted to betray him like this. laurel's not gonna say anything but he knows she just saw it when she looked down from the way she looks up at him afterward. he wants to call time on the scene, tell the director he's gotta deal with this but he knows they're already- he's heard how hard this scene was to set up, he can't just stop because he's got a problem. maybe if he jiggles his leg- nope no, that made it worse.
if him and laurel maybe are rushing through the steps a little quicker or if he uses the table to give himself a bit of friction then that's his business. when they're finally on the table after the ceiling "caves" in he looks over at laurel.
"you're a professional and-" he starts before laurel waves him off.
"elvis, we don't need to talk about it. it's just my big brother having a- problem." she bites her lip trying not to laugh before a small giggle escapes her.
elvis scrunches up his face before grinning and letting himself laugh as he gets off the table and holds out his hand for her. "yeah, yeah, laugh it up, laurel. come on you."
she takes that as permission to fully laugh as she lets elvis help her off without a second thought. "go- i'll cover for you."
he opens his mouth to tell her she doesn't have to before she just shrugs and shoos him away. god, she's a good girl. he's got to remind himself to double check if that boyfriend of hers was still bugging her too much.
it doesn't take him that long to reach his dressing room and the second he shuts the door he practically tears off his pants. he's careful not to ruin them because while he hates the damn things someone still worked damn hard on them and they deserve to be respected because of it.
he eyes the phone in the corner of the room that taunts him with the knowledge that the person he'd like here- the person who's been in his thoughts as he danced-who might have inadvertently caused this problem is merely a phone call away. he shouldn't, but elvis has never been good at following what he should and shouldn't do. it's what always gets him in trouble time and time again. it takes a minute for them to patch him through but the second he hears your voice tension he didn't know he was holding since he felt his erection just slides away.
"elvis?" you ask your tone of voice betraying your confusion.
"hey darlin', am i interrupting anything?" he asks, his hand moving down to touch his cock through his underwear. it's just a light touch, almost as if he's scared to do more.
"you're not. i was thinking of going out, but then you called." you pause and hum quietly. "not that i mind, handsome, but you never call me like this when you're on set. you miss me that much today?"
"you know i always miss you." the sentence slips off his tongue before he even stops it. he knows he doesn't need to charm you, he's got you wrapped around his finger even without it. still, there's something to be said about always making sure you're happy with him. he knows he can be a bit much. "i- gotta promise you won't laugh, satnin."
"you- i won't. unless it's really funny." you say, twirling the phone cord around your finger. "what's got my man all shook up?"
"you." he answers with a low chuckle as he presses the palm of his hand against his crotch, inhaling as he does. "they got me wearing these tight pants- rubbed me all the wrong ways. felt like you in that dress i bought you last week. all tightness and heat, damn near felt like a vice grip."
he hears you shift and he didn't realize until that moment that you were on your shared bed. you were on the bed, maybe you were wearing his favorite dress. or maybe a nightie, it was early enough to have you wearing that still. you might have just gotten up. he knows how you are when you first wake up, all wet heat and warmth and he stops his thoughts there. you're not into this just yet, you haven't given him the go ahead, he doesn't need your permission but he wants it right now.
"like my-" you pause and there's another shift of fabric and your voice gets a little softer, like you're embarrassed to say it. "pussy?"
he hums in acknowledgement. "yeah, just like that. laurel- she's a good girl, satnin, didn't even bat an eye. i've got a bit of time. she's- covering for me. telling our director something." he pauses and takes a deep breath. "you- wish you were here. you could take care of this with those pretty lips."
the laugh that leaves your lips sounds almost like wind chimes to his ears and somehow it makes him even harder. "wish i was there too. but i don't think i'd like to take care of it that way. i think i'd prefer to be on your lap."
elvis can't help the low groan the image you're providing him with elicits and his hand moves to actually lower his underwear so he can take his cock in his hand. "like that one time in the cadillac when you thought we were gonna get caught."
a breathless sigh. "yeah, elvis, just like that. with you holding my hips so tight i get bruises from it later." you let out a small groan and elvis swears he hears how wet you are from the other end. "i'm wearing a ring you left here. makes me think this are your fingers."
that does it, that's what has him wrapping his hand around his cock listening to you talk. has him gripping himself like his life depended on it and right now it just might. he doesn't have the door locked but honestly, everyone in the mafia and on this set know better than to barge into his room lest you end up with an eyeful of ass or breasts. "didn't realize my satnin has such a dirty mouth. you playing with your clit too, baby, rubbing it like i do? you got me touching myself like you do. feel like i'm gonna burst already."
you nod before remembering elvis isn't there with you so he can't see it. you exhale shakily, your answer a tight whisper. "only got a dirty mouth when you need it from me. i'm- my fingers aren't yours but i can be a little faster with the wrist. it evens- oh- out." you bite your lip. "i think we're both there- i haven't- i didn't have you this morning. this is the first time today."
his pace quickens at your quiet oh, knowing fully well that's you telling him you're going to come soon if you aren't already starting to. his grunts are getting closer together, he's gotta be quiet about this but you can be as loud as you want and he can hear you, can hear the sighs and the soft moans. "you gonna come for me, baby? gonna come on your fingers and take a picture for me?"
"uh huh." is the only answer he gets, the only words you can manage as you take that as cue to go faster, to curl your fingers inside yourself to- do everything that has you letting out a shout of elvis' name a minute or two later. elvis' own hand tightens the grip on his cock and pumps even more as he hears the click of a camera on your end.
"good girl. my bestest girl, takin' a photo for me." he mutters focusing on just coming shutting his eyes to try and picture how you look, half fucked out and- it's then that he comes with a grunt. he's gotta be quiet even if he knows you love hearing him groan your name. he has to catch his breath before he speaks again. "you still there?"
a hum. "i am. sleepy again though." you yawn and stretch being mindful of the cord. "can i go take a nap, elvis? you're not gonna be home-"
"for a few more hours at least, baby." he finishes for you. "go take a nap, darlin'. rest up for me for tonight. think i'll take that ring back from you."
you laugh softly. "okay. don't go getting excited again. can't help you until you come home if happens."
his answering laugh is a little dark but he knows you're right. "don't think i have to wear these pants any more. should be fine. wear the blue nightie when i get home, alright?"
the only answer he gets back is a snore and he hangs up. he knows you heard him when he gets home and sees what he asked you to wear on your skin. the photo you took- when you two get it developed- comes with him on the next shoot.
he doesn't have another problem with his pants like that again. not until 1968.
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sketchysketchiness · 3 months
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Magneto in his Hellfire Gala fit
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gaslightgirlsummer · 1 year
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was going through my drafts and found this 
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and i was absolutely stunned trying to figure out what on earth prompted me to say that. no tags. no context whatsoever
and then i realised
the fia gala 
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merakiui · 2 years
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Ok but Vil giving female mc a Princess Diaries makeover once the entire school knows
OOOHH omg just imagine: there's an event at NRC (maybe a masquerade party or a gala or something!! maybe even a joint gala between both NRC and RSA) and everyone's only ever seen you in your uniform (which is the standard-issued boys' uniform because Crowley is too cheap to get the alternative). And you don't mind the boys' uniform in the slightest. But when it's announced that there's going to be a fancy event that requires formal dress, you realize you're out of luck because you just don't have anything that would fit the theme.
So you tell Epel that you'll just skip the gala when he asks if you're going. Vil happens to be walking with Rook and he overhears you say that just as he's passing. His head turns so quickly that it's almost amusing to witness. You're not going to the gala? That's preposterous. You must go. It will be worth your while and it's a moment to show everyone your true beauty and charm. Even Rook agrees (though he always agrees when it comes to his pursuit of witnessing beauty in its many forms).
Before you can even explain your reasoning, Vil's dragging you to Professor Crewel, who's also surprised to hear that you don't plan on attending. Dances are perfect playgrounds for puppies, and your grades have been wonderful. You've earned a night of fun.
And now here you are, sitting in front of Vil while he does your makeup and hair. Crewel designed an outfit tailored perfectly to you. When you told him you couldn't accept such a generous gift, he merely smiled and thanked you for giving him new inspiration. You're touched that he'd do something so kind.
When Vil finishes, he turns you towards the vanity mirror, his hands resting on your shoulders. You marvel at your reflection. "Tonight, you shall be the fairest of them all," he declares with a proud smile. "A jewel so stunning that you'll nearly blind everyone with your radiance."
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tamaiory · 2 years
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A little color practice I did a while ago with fairy gala Ortho~
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corruptpixel · 5 months
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hitting you with the pink beam
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if you’re a newcomer here i will redirect you to #mcdau on my page for more info
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psychic-waffles · 1 year
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boyang is such a wonderful skater, and he's come so far through so much, and i'm so glad he's back, but god i'm never gonna be able to think of him at this comp as anything other than him collapsing on the ice. i'm so angry for him. 
ISU THIS IS YOUR FAULT
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ahkeb · 10 months
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Aurora Borealis Viewing guide
This will not contain any additional predictions or forecast interpretation because space weather is not my specialty. It is a major part of what I study but I'm only your dude if your want environmental satellite information and general meteorology info regurgitation.
For information on what a Kp level is/what that means this link will bring you to a very quick article about it.
Aurora viewing guide below cut!
AIGHT so if you haven't viewed the aurora before, here's some tips! 
Big caveat: you may not be able to see it with your naked eye even if the current Kp level indicates you should. ALL photos we see of the aurora are taken with extended exposure, that's how we get to see those bright colors at night. If you are in the contingent United States and are viewing it with your eyeballs, it is still super cool but it won’t look exactly like a photo.
Choose the Right Location
To maximize your chances of seeing the Aurora Borealis, keep an eye on the Kp level, this will indicate how far south we are affected by the geomagnetic activity. If you're in the northern hemisphere, find a place with a clear view to the north. Similarly, if you're in the southern hemisphere, look for a spot with a clear view to the south. 
Currently, the north magnetic pole is approximately 400 km (250 miles) away from the geographic pole, located in the islands of northeast Canada. Remember, even if you're 1000 km (600 miles) further north from the aurora, you can still catch a stunning display from the right vantage point.
Find somewhere DARK
For the best chances at seeing the lights, it must be dark. Get away from city lights and light pollution as much as possible. The full moon can also affect the apparent brightness of the aurora, so keep in mind that the moon may influence your chances of viewing
TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A general assumption is that the best time to witness the Aurora Borealis is usually within an hour or two of midnight, between 10 PM and 2 AM local time BUT that may not be the case for every event or location. As the level of geomagnetic activity increases, the active aurora hours expand towards the evening and morning. While you may still see aurora displays in the evening and morning, they are usually less active and become much harder to see. So, be prepared to stay up late and keep an eye on space weather reports (and the sky) during those hours when it will be the darkest.
To keep an eye on the geomagnetic conditions and changing geomagnetic Kp level as well as a visual reference for your locative zone check out these sources from the NOAA space weather prediction center! Aurora Dashboard (EXPERIMENTAL) 30 minute visual forecast  Space weather alerts, watches, and warnings
Auroral conditions work like the tide! The lights ebb and flow around the poles :)
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