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shima-draws · 1 month

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S. So I saw this figure of Gear 5 Luffy online that also had a built in lamp so I. I bought him and I finally got him in the mail and

HE’S BOOTIFUL….

#Really it’s the lamp that makes it look SUPER sick #The figure itself isn’t the beeeest quality in the world?? IT’S STILL GOOD THO #Also I’ve been wanting to buy a Gear 5 Luffy figure for a while now so when I saw this I flipped my SHIT #One Piece #Luffy #Monkey D Luffy #Gear 5 #Gear 5th #Gear 5 Luffy #Shima speaks #Video #Idk where I’m gonna put him tbh!! But I’ll figure it out!!!!!

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the-ace-with-spades · 6 months

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I might be a bit obsessed with this but I just like the idea that no matter how much more attractive they became over the years, Jake and Bradley still find their most attractive features to be the ones they had from the beginning

Like, I imagine that they meet in flight school when they're like 21-23 tops and haven't really filled out yet and even when they meet at Top Gun for the Dagger Mission as bitter exes that haven't talked to each other for a few years, they still feel the most attracted to the physical features they had all those years before, even if they've worked on their physiques enough that subjectively, anyone else would find something else in them attractive

For example, with Jake, most people would say what makes him the most attractive is his chest and arms but he wasn't built like that the close to ten years before when he and Bradley met. This kind of build is made by precise weight training, a strict protein heavy diet, and enough free time to do both and Jake never had that in the Naval Academy. He entered the flight training muscular but lean, with just the shape of a six pack and nice, muscular thighs made with punishment laps around the gym and morning exercise at the academy. Genetics, however, made his ass very very nice with hardly any try. And Bradley loved that tight perky ass when he was 23 and he's feeling so fucking fond about that ass when he's 33 he is barely paying attention to Jake's pecs and biceps and wide shoulders. All he can think is how that ass will feel if he gives it a squeeze, how that is going to move under his fingers when Jake tenses up.

To go even more into being sappy, I think Jake would find the most attractive the same parts of Bradley that Bradley would feel a bit insecure about. Imagine that Bradley was one of those kids that had a mismatched puberty — he got the hair, the shadowy mustache and the deep voice but he never quite grew out of being lanky, kinda like his dad. The baby fat never goes away from his cheeks and years of playing baseball make his thighs thick and sturdy but don't give the same advantage to his back and shoulders — it was kind of impossible with his diet and lack of protein and proper nutrition when he was a broke college student going to NROTC training three times a week.

Bradley hated it. The thick thighs would make his hips look rounder and made him the target of a plethora of 'girly hips' and 'thunder thighs' remarks from his baseball team. He's tried to mask the insecurity with putting swagger to his hips and with jokes about being jealous of his ass and with loose, unfitting jeans, but he's never grown out of it.

And Jake loved his thighs. Would always ask Bradley to squeeze his hips between them, would sit on them like it was the comfiest chair ever, would just grab and squeeze the softer sides, higher and closer to Bradley's hips, and caress it.

Bradley gets better at lifting, gets his back and shoulders wider, gets his arms bigger and yet—

And yet when Jake sees him, almost ten years since they met for the first time, wide shoulders, muscular back, the biceps so big he wouldn't be able to wrap his hand around them, six pack and sculptured, flat tummy, all he can think is God, I want those thighs around me. Because Bradley's thighs are still thick, his hips are still slightly rounder than the rest of him, but he's more proportionate and it just doesn't show as much.

And on top of everything, they will never ever admit it to anyone, but there's something else they find more attractive than anything else.

Bradley could look at Jake's dimples forever, the way they make Jake's eyes crinkle more and more with age, and Jake could look at the apples of Bradley's cheek, soft and round from the narrow-eyed smile, forever.

#hangster #tgm #yeah this is more or less about like a monkey pilot fic but cis #so #(sif) lamp tag #charlie writes #op

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fuhscia · 2 years

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let’s go!

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brokenbackmountain · 10 days

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i have been requested to share post

#hana watches monkey man #lamp!

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wildbeautifuldamned · 11 months

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Monkey Monkichi Period Thing Room Light Illumination Electricity Lamp ebay tetsuykimur_0

#monkey #monkichi #japanese #Japan #lamp

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mizzyislost · 1 year

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uh oh

original image (kind of)

#mmmm...#monkee #the little ghost figure thing was made by my friend!!#who just happened to have a monkey lamp in the background with a very threatening aura #and i just had to share my artistic rendition #hollow knight #this is so fucking stupid

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zolupine · 1 year

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snack time! redraw of something from a color-spread i liked :)

#one piece #one piece art #monkey d luffy #monkey d. luffy #mugiwara no luffy #luffydmonkey #luffy #luffy one piece #lamp #one piece fanart #redraw #Spotify

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harmonylight · 1 year

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#rwby #lava lamp #mlp #white rose #SeaMonkeys #sea monkeys #bumblby #nuts and dolts #noah's arc #jewelled lizards #foxsea #renorarc #hummingbird

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regniersoldati · 10 months

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The Genie of the Lamp

"Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it."

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hunniejarbearmundo · 2 years

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Why not give a bit of suck?

This is how you have to extend your amazon prime subscription from now on

I dont make the rules Jeff Bezos did

Somehow this looks like a weird religious confession room ritual "tell me what troubles you today, my son, i have seen your order- you cannot hide from Amazon's watchful gaze"

The number of fingers on the postman s hand is directly proportional to the sins commited that month

And you must adress all of them

#chats #LilNyxLynx #probably one of my sins going to be buying too many monkey and gorilla lamps with my first big salary

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angel-of-sin-city · 2 years

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#Circus #monkey #lamp #lantern #Golden #statue #BestOfTheDay #ArtOfTheDay #PhotoOfTheDay #fancy #jungle #light #glow #decoration #decorating #Bellagio #casino #LasVegas #Vegas #strip #LasVegasStrip #summer #pose #stance #SinCity #fun #funny #holder #silly #Amazon (at Bellagio Conservatory & Botanical Gardens) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce6ut8ivKhY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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malakanime · 5 months

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One Piece Zoro Luffy Nami Anime Night Lights Action Figure 3D LED Color Changing Toys Doll Usopp Sanji Chopper Hancock Xmas Gift

#one piece #lamp #one piece luffy #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #going merry #thousand sunny #straw hat pirates #straw hat luffy #straw hat crew #affiliatemarketing #advertising

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dejahisashmom · 6 months

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The Ancient Origins of Diwali | HISTORY

https://www.history.com/news/the-ancient-origins-of-indias-biggest-holiday

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willaughosaurus · 8 months

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#monkey #chimp #salt lamp #warm #objects #2023 #olympus tough tg6

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wildbeautifuldamned · 1 year

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#monkey #heart #bird #crow #pig #duck #mushroom #nose #snail #seletti #mouse #lamp

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moonstruckme · 2 months

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hi! i've been stalking your page for literal hours and i love how you write poly marauders so much!! could you write how they would react to the reader coming home from a night out with a black eye or something like that?? <33333

Thank you lovely! And thanks for being so patient while I took literal months to get to this request haha, love you! <3

cw: reader is drunk and has a black eye

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1.2k words

“Hey, gorgeous,” Sirius says as you come in the door. Remus shushes him, and he lowers his voice. “How’re the girls?”

“Good,” you reply, cautiously quiet as you kick off your shoes.

Rounding the couch, you see James asleep on Remus’ shoulder, a small puddle of drool soaking into the material of the taller boy’s pajama shirt. They’re all in pajamas, actually. Envy strikes you through the heart. They look so unbearably cozy, better than you in your scratchy jeans and too-tight top.

“I hope you didn’t wait up,” you say as Remus flips his book closed, and Sirius chuckles. You’ll learn later that you’d been slurring your words.

“We don’t mind,” Remus confirms your suspicions. “You didn’t walk home by yourself, did you?”

You shake your head, flopping into the spot beside James on the couch. Only you hadn’t quite thought that through, and Remus tuts as he starts to rouse.

“Sorry,” you whisper. “Um, the girls dropped me off out front.”

Sirius nods his approval. James hums as he picks his head up off Remus’ shoulder, spotting you.

“Hey, lovie.” He transfers his affections to you, wrapping his arms around your neck and letting himself weigh heavily against your front. You giggle, your favorite monkey. “Did you just get home?”

“Uh-huh. Oh, Jamie!” You gasp as a memory makes its way out of the fog of your brain. “I saw something you would have loved.”

“What’s that?” he asks.

“We came across a dog park, and I didn’t even know those could be open at night but—”

“No, angel.” He’s stopped hugging you, an unpleasant development, one of his hands leaving your neck to hold your cheek. “What’s that on your face?”

“Hm?” You don’t remember anything getting on your face. “I dunno. Jamie, I’m trying to tell you about the puppies.”

“Just hold on, darling, sorry. Is that a bruise?”

“What?” Sirius is in front of you before you know what’s happened. Vampire-fast, you think fascinatedly, wondering if he’d have been a streak across your vision had you bothered to look. Though, to be fair, your vision is generally streaky at the moment. He takes your chin in his hand, tilting it up and to the side. “Remus, point your light here.”

There’s a low creaking as Remus adjusts his reading lamp, and then you’re squeezing your eyes shut.

“Jesus, what the hell?”

Remus curses softly, and you squint to see him leaning closer to you. Your boyfriends’ faces crowd your vision like a three-headed monster.

“Baby,” Sirius says, sounding heartbroken, “what happened?”

“I don’t—can you move the light away?”

More creaking, and you can see again. You blink, eyes watery, and Sirius lays a painstakingly gentle thumb over the skin beneath your eye.

“It must be bad if it’s already bruising,” he says.

Remus stands. “Then we should put ice on it.”

You pout as he disappears into the kitchen, but Sirius recaptures your attention by turning your face toward his.

“I need you to think.” He fixes his stare on yours gravely. His eyes are the color of the moon reflecting off water. You try to tell him so, but his frown doesn’t abate. “Listen,” he says, “what happened to hurt your eye? You have to remember.”

You purse your lips, shaking your head at him. “I feel like I’d know if something happened,” you say self-assuredly. “It’s probably just makeup. Can you get me a wipe?”

“Angel.” James’ eyebrows have hooked upwards in the middle. He’s looking uncharacteristically serious, too. Your boyfriends are really not being a ton of fun tonight, you think. “It’s all red and purple. You can’t tell me that doesn’t hurt, babydoll.”

You shrug. That may be so. But if it doesn’t hurt, who really cares?

Sirius gets up just as Remus comes back with what looks like a balled-up dish towel. He passes it to you with a tender look on his face.

“Put this on your eye, honey,” he says. Then, “Sirius, love, where are you going?”

“To call Evans.”

You touch the cloth to your eye, but it’s freezing cold, and you opt to let it rest in your lap instead.

“She won’t even be home yet,” Remus argues. “And what do you think you’ll accomplish if you do get ahold of her? She can’t tell us anything now that she won’t still know in the morning.”

“What if somebody did this to her? If Evans saw, I want to know about it tonight.”

“Don’t you think,” James says, “that if someone hit her, the girls would’ve come in and told us?” You lean against his side, and he wraps an arm around you automatically, rubbing your shoulder. He smells like strawberries and laundry detergent and something ineffably homey. “They wouldn’t have just dropped her off out front.”

“What if no one saw?”

“Then what do you think calling will do, love?”

“I just…I feel like I have to do something. Don’t you?”

You lean your head on James’ shoulder and snuggle into the familiar sounds of your boyfriends’ voices, overlapping and intermingling. You don’t realize they’ve gone quiet until Remus’ hand wraps around yours, and you open your eyes.

“You’ve got to actually hold this on your eye,” he chides lovingly, taking the dish towel from you and pressing it to your face.

The edge of something hard beneath the cloth digs into a tender spot beneath your eye, and you flinch. “Ow.”

Remus’ forehead creases sympathetically. “Sorry.”

But the pain brings another memory out of the fog. You pick your head up as you feel your good eye widen in realization, meeting Sirius’.

He flicks up an eyebrow. “What’re you smiling about?”

“I remember what happened,” you admit, a touch of embarrassment to your tone. And if you hadn’t had everyone’s attention before, you do now.

“What was it?” James rubs your shoulder reassuringly. “You can tell us.”

“It’s…when we were at the dog park, I got distracted.”

Remus’ eyes narrow. “Go on.”

You rub your lips together self-consciously. “I may have walked into a sign. About poop bags.”

James leans away from you to see you better. “Like, a metal sign?”

You nod, and he winces.

“Ouch, lovie.”

“Fucking hell.” Sirius covers his face with both hands, loosing a big breath through the cracks in his palms. Remus reaches back to pats his leg consolingly. “I was ready to go after whoever did that with a tire iron.”

You shrink into the couch cushions. “Sorry.”

“You could still take a tire iron to the sign, I suppose,” James says.

Sirius ignores him, crouching in front of you and taking your face in both hands. Remus lets the cloth drop rather than maneuver around him. “Don’t ever scare me like that again, understand?”

“Yeah,” James agrees, “if you injure yourself in the future, ask for a pen and make a note on your arm or something. Save us the worry.”

You lean forward, pressing a lingering, heartfelt kiss to Sirius’ cheek.

“Thanks for worrying,” you say, and where your lips touched him the skin glows pink.

“You’re taking years of my life, you know,” he says quietly.

Remus chuckles. “Don’t worry. It looks good on you.”

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