#// hello everyone!!

[nonsenserli]

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Look upon the wonders of Thanatica and awe!"

[edvin-ryding-confessions]

Edvin Ryding confessions

‣ Share your thoughts and your love and everything in between about our Edvin

‣ Let's keep this place positive (so please keep the hate to yourself 🤗)

(Thank you @young-royals-confessions and @omarrudberg-confessions for the inspiration!!)

[deluvana]

introduction!

Hello! My name is Deluvana or Delu/Vana for short,,

pronouns r they/them ^^

I’m a self taught artist who wishes to create their own original comic and video game!

My current hyper fixation is Bunny Maloney! (Please go check it out it’s so underrated <33)

I mostly draw bunny Maloney stuff, sometimes ocs too (please ask me abt my ocs im desperate for them to be asked)

I absolutely love stars too, you might see some stars in my art xd

oh yeah, and I’m still trying to be a tumblr user so pls excuse my weirdness I come from insta (which I don’t rlly use anymore)

All my socials have my name, hit me up in discord if ya wanna chat about bunny maloney or ocs,

discord user: deluvana

[hauntedpotat]

I N T R O P O S T

hi 👋

My name is Lyss! Feel free to call me that or something related to my @. Im aroace and agender, xe/they/he pronouns, but I'm pretty much good with anything except she/her 👍 I'm also in US central time! Cheese state 🧀🧀

I am a minor, no creepy or nsfw stuff please

Asks are cool!! Talk to Me 👁👁 (this is not a threat but. Please)

My fandom blog is @themostuselesspotato, but I post reeeally infrequently

I am currently in the process of writing/illustrating a webcomic that I plan to start releasing on webtoon soon! I'll link it here once I start :D

For tags, I use #potats friend interactions (for general convo etc) and #potat rambles (for shitposts basically) #potat's band chronicles is for band stuff 👍 All of these are tagged below, for easy access. Now that I've decided on a name, any official webcomic content will be tagged #volantine and/or #volantine art :]

Adding a cut, the important blog stuff is up there and I have extras below vv

Some stuff about me!

I'm going to school for graphic design rn!

I also participate in band as a percussionist! I've marched during the summer for two years, and my favorite instruments are the marching bass drum and the YM-5100A marimba :]

I have a cat! Her name is Stormy and I'm allergic to her but that's okay 🙃

Some of my non-fandom interests include:

Band, especially marching and DCI

Animated media omg

Hockey! I got into it recently :D

This kinda sounds weird but animals/wildlife! I love drawing from reference and if anyone wants me to draw a specific bug/fish/animal just send an ask :3 rn I'm pretty busy with Fishuary 2025, but after that I'll be open.

Idk what else to write here. I'm sure I will continue to update this post, so feel free to ask me questions in my asks or in the replies

Bye! 👋

[stranded-labyrinth]

WHAT HAPPENED??

[ruiduscreated]

i'm finally home and can give this blog some LOVE, omg

[idoodlestuffsometimes]

I need to share how the IT guy at work greeted my department on CrowdStrike Blue Screen Friday. Never have I seen a man so shocked by the sight of perfectly functional computers

(They were off during the update)

[beepboopappreciation]

Is this anything

[aesethewitch]

When I was a kid, we moved into a house that had a huge lilac tree out front. It was mostly rotten, and it needed to be taken down before it fell. It took a while, but eventually, it was gone.

Mostly. A couple years later, little lilac babies popped out of the ground in its place. My mom was determined to get rid of them, because she'd planted a beautiful flower garden there, and the lilac trees would overshadow and kill the whole garden. I insisted on saving at least a few saplings. She said fine, but I had to dig them out and put them in pots myself.

So, I did. I spent days digging little lilac bushes out of the ground and putting them into pots. Some couldn't be saved, but some could. When all was said and done, I had five brand-new lilac saplings. Seven or eight years old, and it was my absolute pride and joy.

Three died due to sun scorching, severe drought that no amount of watering could save, and perhaps just being moved from their place in the ground. But two survived, and I was awfully proud of them! I'd go out and talk to them every single day. I watered them by hand and made sure they were fertilized properly. I learned all about their favored environments, and I was determined to make sure they lived.

One of my mom's friends saw what I was doing with the lilacs. She asked if she could have one to put in her backyard, and I agreed on the condition that she take very, very good care of it.

It's now fucking enormous. I'm talking ten feet tall and bursting with beautiful purple flowers every spring. My mom still gets updates each year as they start to bloom, which she forwards to me. And all I can think is, "That's my friend! Thriving some twenty years on, there it is."

The other tree nearly died, too. It lived in a pot for far, far too long. I wanted to plant it somewhere in my parents' yard, but my mom was reluctant. Eventually, we agreed to put it in the far back garden. It grew okay for many years, despite the shade, but in all these years, it's never bloomed.

Last year, the massive tree casting massive shadows over the lilac and the garden cracked in half and fell. It tumbled into the garden, crushing part of the nearby shed and destroying a few plants beneath it.

It missed my lilac by inches.

The clean-up is long done. The rest of the tree has been cut down, and my lilac has full sunlight for the first time in fifteen years. It won't bloom this year, I know. But it's got new shoots up. It's taller than ever. I spent half an hour a few weeks ago praising it for surviving all this time, dreaming about its future and telling it how I believe it'll become the tall beauty it's always been meant to be.

I think next year, I'll see flowers.

[lovelyghst]

poor simon settling for just the tip with his pretty girl late at night, having just gotten home from work and finding her sleeping soundly in their bed. he gently coaxes you awake, going against every nerve in his worn out body to let you rest, and he asks you so, so nicely.

begs, more like it, and you simply can’t refuse.

with your sweet permission, he slicks up his cockhead and eases it into your little hole with some effort from the both of you, his eyes fluttering shut as he fights to maintain his promise. just the tip.

and he shows such good restraint for you! moaning through his clenched jaw as he slowly fucks the tip of his cock in and out of your pretty pussy, whining when the exposed length of his dick pulses from neglect. he’s sat back on his knees and heels with your hips pulled into his lap, not trusting his tired muscles enough for missionary. still, he can’t keep his hands off of you.

he may be desperate, but he couldn’t bring himself to hurt or force anything onto his princess. that would be the true death of simon riley. he even runs a gentle thumb over your swollen clit to make you melt into the pillows, urge those lovely little noises from your lips, the same ones he’s been hearing in his daydreams while he’s at work.

they make his dick throb, the seasoned soldier’s hand trembling as it soothes over your lower tummy. gosh, he missed you so much.

and you read it all on his face; how much he respects your wishes, but also how badly he needs relief. the slackened jaw, panting chest, droopy eyes heavy beneath furrowed brows. it makes you frown.

“simon,” you whine out softly, and his eyes snap up to meet yours. the look on your face makes him stifle a choked moan. “c’mere…”

you reach up as he leans forward for you and, to his surprise, you tug him in by his neck for a needy kiss. you wrap your legs around his lower back as best you can, locking them tight in the divot of pure muscle, and you reel him in closer.

consequently, the rest of his cock fully sheathes inside you and the sudden stretch makes you whimper out, him groaning loudly like a whore as he buries his heated face in your collar. christ, he fucking came just from one stroke of tight, wet warmth. and it feels so good, too good for him. he works hard, you think, he deserves it.

you giggle as you hold your baby close, let him catch his breath and grasp his settings before he rolls over, you held clasped in his arms.

he falls asleep in the matter of seconds, with his face in your chest and his dick in your cunt, like a good soldier. probably mutters some strained apology in between, even though you couldn’t be happier.

[noka-exe]

breaking news… local bird comes back to life and is NOT happy…

[niftysaurus]

back from hiatus??

[stimmyfood]

wow im getting a lot of notes out of nowhere haha

[lemoncakejay]

black redstarts ❤️

[rookanisstuff]

“tell me this ends with me asleep in your arms”