#not FOOK!!!!!!!!! | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

ym523 · 1 month

Text

@dummptruck @kryptoyeager @lunarwench 🖤🤍🖤🤍

These 3 requests all came in suspiciously at the same time...🤔😜

#ym523art #ymrequest #bloodweave #astarion x gale #animation #sorry been a bit slow lately #my shoulder is fooked

2K notes · View notes

ducksinhats · 9 months

Text

nothing will EVER be as funny to me in behind the scenes fandom than nbc hannibal bc in every interview hugh dancy is sat there all earnestly, leaning forward in his chair, hands clasped, giving an extremely well phrased explanation of why romantic hannigram isnt real and every single time mads mikkelson is sat next to him giving him the most diabolical side eye with that smug smirk on his face. in my heart, every hannibal interview is just: hugh dancy: -so that's why their friendship transcended the need for romance, they were each others world just through their relationship as it was!! mads mikkelson, leant so far back in his chair hes borderline horizontal, taking a huge drag from a cigarette dangling from his fingers, in a thick european accent: they fuck.

#i cant explain how thick the accent is in my head #its more “they fook” more than anything else #mads' accent isnt even that strong idk why this imagery is so strong to me #hannigram #nbc hannibal #will graham #mads mikkelsen #hugh dancy #hannibal bts #hannibal #murder husbands

3K notes · View notes

eschercaine · 2 years

Text

Okay, Alicent. The last shred of sympathy I have for you is GONE. Yes, Alicent is a victim of her father’s abuse but she is now doing the abuse herself.

Rhaenyra just gave birth in this scene yet Alicent only cares about her own agenda; to humiliate Rhaenyra by forcing the princess to present the child to her in a fragile state. Why not see the child for herself? Jeez. Rhaenyra didn’t do this kind of thing to Alicent while she was pregnant with Aegon nor Helaena nor her other children.

I like that Laenor is there for Rhaenyra, but I wish Daemon was there to punch Alicent in the face or raise some hell. Seriously.

#house of the dragon #hotd #daemyra #daemon x rhaenyra #rhaenyra x daemon #rhaenyra x laenor #laenor x rhaenyra #rhaenyra targaryen #laenor velaryon #alicent hightower #SOMEONE PLEASE PUNCH ALICENT IN THE FACE #THANK YOU #who forces a woman who just gave birth to present the child to her?#for what reason?#to torment her?#to humiliate her?#wow... just fooking wow #btw rhaenyra looks regal and otherworldly even dragged out of the bed #holy fook

4K notes · View notes

stylusinsidemspaint · 14 days

Text

shout out to the "FUCKING PUSSY RIPPED" man

[video id since hes hard to hear:

pussy ripped man: "fucking pussy! you FUCKING pussy! the BIGGEST pussy, fucking right now! *slurring speech* fuck off! fucking pussy ripped! fucking pussy! fuck off! FUCK! OFF! PUSSY! PUSSY! fuck off!

joel: *whispering* do you guys hear what hes screaming? do you guys hear what he fucking screamed? *chuckling*

END ID]

#vargskelethor #vargskelethor joel #joel vargskelethor #vinesauce joel #joel vinesauce #vinesauce #FOOKING POOSY RIPPED

172 notes · View notes

oct0bra1ns · 1 month

Text

GUYS GUYS GUYS

YANDERE GHOST BRIDE/GROOM WITH A REINCARNATED DARLING

like, imagine the Yandere Bride was part of a crime family and she ran away just to get married to her darling and be with them but his past finally catches up to him and he's disposed of on her wedding day

Imagine, darling living the rest of their life, mourning for their beloved while yandere groom is so close yet so far.

When darling passes away, Yandere bride can do nothing but watch, she hopes darling will join her in the afterlife, but darling doesn't.

She spent years, chasing everyone who's tried to buy the house, or disposing of them if they're getting stubborn.

But this time, the buy looks, so familiar, his heart leaps, rushing closer to confirm what she saw, her darling, her beloved had finally come home.

"I suppose you're the ghost that haunts this property."

His darling..can see him?

#I COULD NOT DECIDE IF I WANTED A BRIDE/GROOM #SO I SAID FOOK GENDER #THE HOMIE CAN BE BOTH #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #tw yandere #octo writes #yandere #yandere imagines #octo shorts

126 notes · View notes

ghiertor-the-gigapeen · 4 months

Text

[Google and head engineer]

Google doesn't like y/n

#i made this #subtitle shenanigans #googliplier #head engineer mark #iswm head engineer #iswm #iswm y/n #markiplier fanart #fook it we angst #iswm Pinocchio au #iswm family au

246 notes · View notes

daddy-long-legssss · 3 months

Text

fuck it 😎

+

#is the sun bothering you bb?☀️ 🔫#he is absolutely adorable i couldn't help myself #the little smug expression as he opens up the sunglasses #'fook it 😎'#honestly couldn't love him more if tried #alex turner #virgin festival toronto 2006 #arctic monkeys #mine #daddy-long-legssss

146 notes · View notes

nightgoodomens · 12 days

Text

Oh Lord let the poor fucker go

#TheArmThatWasHeldHostage

#give me your fooking arm #NOOOOO #😂😂😂😂😂#I’m sorry but every time she tries and he resists I laugh #look I’m stroooooking your armmmm #michael: I don’t give a shit #Michael: girl move

57 notes · View notes

usurperss · 9 months

Text

KARLACH!!!!!!!!! ASUFFKGJGHFJGHGM

#ramble #PLEASE SHE'S JUST SO 😫🙏🛐🧎😳#I hate the fact I cannot play bg3 because I got an old PC #fooking HELL #you'll bet I get it once they release a xbox version 🏃💨#romancing karlach is a need at this point 😤😞

169 notes · View notes

justabigassnerd · 2 years

Text

You'll be safe here

Pairing - Tommy Shelby x teen!reader

Word count - 1,354

Warnings - mentions of abuse, injuries, angst

Summary - Tommy worries about the wellbeing of his youngest employee

A/N - whatddup y'all it's your girl coming at you with a new fic! This was an interesting idea sent in by an anon and I hope to god I did it justice because I never wanna let you guys down. I don't have much to say in this A/N other than please send in requests, feed back and enjoy!

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

If there was one employee Tommy Shelby knew he could rely on, it was you. You were only a teenager, but you always worked hard and got all your jobs done when they needed to be done. However, Tommy couldn’t help but feel like something was up with you. He knew you lived with your mother not too far away from Arrow House, earning money to support your mum. But he also knew that you stayed in Arrow House long after your shift ended, mingling in the kitchens, offering to do more work. You would do everything within your power to stay longer at work which confused everyone within the house as every other employee that went home for the evening would shoot out the door the second their shift ended without a second thought. Tommy and the rest of his staff also noticed how tired you looked every day, and they were all concerned, especially when someone would ask if you were alright, and you brushed them off with a ‘fine’ and a smile.

Tommy’s worry for you doubled, no, tripled when Mary came into his study one morning, informing him that you were late for work. You hadn’t called ahead to say you were running late or ill, you just hadn’t shown up early or on time like you usually did.

“Have you tried ringing her house?” Tommy asks, taking a drag from his cigarette to calm his rapid heart rate, Mary nodded her head.

“No one picked up Mr. Shelby.” She informs, wringing her hands nervously. Mary was just as worried about you as her employer was.

“Keep an eye out for her, will you? If she turns up, send her in here, okay?” Tommy asks, getting a nod of confirmation from Mary before she turns on her heels to return to her job. Tommy works hard to occupy his mind, but he couldn’t stop himself from worrying. You’d been working at Arrow House since Tommy purchased and moved into the property and Tommy had gained a protective feeling over you, especially when he learnt you never had a father figure.

“Mary said you wanted to see me, Mr. Shelby?” Your timid and cracking voice speaks from the doorway to his study, Tommy looks up and waves you in quickly before returning his gaze to his work.

“Take a seat y/n.” He says, flicking through papers as he talks, waiting for you to sit down.

“I’m sorry for being late Mr. Shelby. It won’t happen again I swear. I just lost track of time. I need this job, please don’t fire me.” You apologise, sitting on the small sofa and fiddling with your fingers nervously, stress tears building in your eyes at the thought of losing your job.

“I’m not going to fire you, y/n.” Tommy says, finally looking up. His eyes narrowed in concern when he noticed the bruise on your cheek. It was faint, clearly brand new, and beginning to form. Many people wouldn’t notice it, but Tommy did, with the life he lives he could notice any type of injury be it big or small. He got up and rounded his desk, stubbing out his cigarette as he goes before crossing to you. He stops when he ends up in front of you, making you look up at him worriedly.

“Who did that to you, y/n?” He asks, his voice quiet and soft, not a tone you were used to hearing come from your employer’s mouth.

“Who did what, Mr. Shelby?” You ask innocently, trying not to let your voice wobble as the tears build.

“I can see a bruise on your cheek. Who did that to you?” He presses, grabbing the chair in front of his desk and pulling it up in front of you, sitting down on it.

“No one, sir. I just had an accident.” You lie, eyes flicking around the room, looking everywhere but at Tommy.

“Uh-huh, and does that accident have a name?” Tommy continues, not believing your lie for a second.

“No. I just slipped.” You insist, clenching your hands into fists as they rest on your legs.

“You can’t bullshit me. You can tell me what’s wrong. I won’t get mad.” Tommy says softly. The way he spoke to you so softly and gently made the dam break and tears dribbled down your cheeks. Tommy was shocked at how you collapsed into sobs, burying your face in your hands, your shoulders trembling. Tommy quickly moved to sit beside you on the sofa, pulling you into his arms and shushing you gently. He didn’t care that you clung to him, or you were sobbing into his new suit, he was just concerned about you and what had hurt you.

Tommy sat holding you for minutes, rocking side to side and whispering calming words into your hair as your sobs slowly turned to whimpers and your tight grip on his shirt, pulling away and wiping your eyes embarrassedly.

“Sorry, I’ll get to work now.” You apologise, going to stand up before Tommy speaks up.

“No, stay here. You need to tell me who hurt you.” Tommy says, holding you gently on the shoulders to keep you still, looking you in the eyes. You were silent for a moment, debating about whether you should be telling your boss about what was going on at home.

“It was my mum…” You say, after the moment of silence, head dropping in shame at the admission.

“Your mum?” Tommy asks, disgust and shock in his tone as your words settle in his head. When you merely nod at his words, he feels a wave of hot anger growing within him as he tugs you back against his chest, holding you close as if that would protect you from the harsh world outside Arrow House.

“I’m scared to go back home. She was so angry.” You whisper fearfully, Tommy could feel you trembling in his arms at the thought of going back home to where your mum is.

“You’re not going back there. I won’t let you.” Tommy says firmly, squeezing you tighter before letting you wiggle out of his arms.

“I have nowhere else to live, Mr. Shelby.” You say, worry gripping at your chest at Tommy’s suggestion.

“You could live here. You’ll be safe here. Your mum won’t hurt you again. I won’t let her.” Tommy says gently, rubbing soothing circles on your shoulders as you sniff heavily.

“I wouldn’t want to be a disturbance, Mr. Shelby.” You whisper, eyes fixed on your lap.

“You wouldn’t be a disturbance y/n. I’d rather you be here safe all the time rather than you having to go home to that bitch every evening.” Tommy says, the worry evident in his voice as he speaks.

“Okay, okay I’ll stay.” Tommy lets out a small sigh of relief when he sees you nod and confirm that you’ll stay in Arrow House with him.

“Good. I will send some men over to your house to gather your belongings. You will stay here until you’re ready to move out.” Tommy confirms, getting up from his seat on the sofa and crossing to his desk, calling his brothers, and telling them to go to your house and gather up your belongings.

You were nervous at first to be living with Tommy, you were worried your mum was going to track you down somehow. You would flinch whenever Tommy moved too fast without warning and Tommy hated the terrified look in your eyes you tried to hide away whenever he did that.

Over time, you adjusted to your new home and life with Tommy. He’d told you to stop calling you Mr. Shelby and to just call him Tommy. You no longer had to work for him, anything you wanted, was provided for you. With Tommy’s help, you were able to slowly but surely recover from the trauma your mother had put you through in your years of living and the longer you spent living in Arrow House the more you felt safe knowing Tommy would keep you safe no matter the cost.