#AAA A BA A AAA

[kinnbig]

perhaps........ 60 for armtankhun?

60 - mistletoe kisses - ArmKhun ✨

[telogreika]

Г А З

Горьковский автомобильный завод

[dailyoceanoconnellrosenberg]

Guess who's back...

Today's Ocean is Claire Carley from Legacy Theatre (Illinois)'s Ride The Cyclone!

[arafergirl-artdump]

LOOK WHO'S HERE!

説明に誰か見て！

It was soooooo cool to be part of it!

その動画の参加者になってカッコイイ!!

It was so cool wark with you, @zorrpu ! Hope we'll work more in future!

@zorrpu と働きすごいだな！未来でもっと働いたらいいなの！

Video/動画

EDIT: I'm stupid as fuck. Here, this is his site.

[captain-price-unofficially]

Victory Parade in Verkhnyaya Pyshma, 9 May 2023

Compared to Putin’s parade in Moscow, much more impressive.

[x-prodigy]

Can believe I'm on her talking but not talking any my baby LITERALLY COMING BACK AFTER TWO YEARS OF BEING A CAMEO QUEEN OOFM OMG BABY

WATCH HIM ABSORB ALL THEIR KNOWLEDGE YES BABY DO IT HABIBI!!

Queen QUEEN QUEEN

they rlly mean it when they say they "always bounce back"

[ihaveab0y]

OH YEAH I WAS GONNA DO MY NAILS

[apocalyptic-dancehall]

okay dude i was looking for a childhood video of mine with the fucking. catgirl utaus and vocaloids and this little bastard pops up as the second(?) result

[thatpeskymoth]

OH OK now i understand

21st night of September Thursday

[little-mimikyuwu]

.

[dxwdr0p]

wondergful

[phan-viet-ha]

Copy..

Ba tôi đã nói một điều rất hay:

Khi đèn pin mờ đi hoặc ngừng hoạt động, bạn không vứt nó đi mà thay pin cho nó.

Khi một người mắc sai lầm và rơi vào chốn tăm tối, bạn có bỏ mặc họ không? Tất nhiên là không, bạn giúp họ “thay pin”!

Có người cần pin AA (Attention and Affection): sự quan tâm và tình cảm;

Có người cần pin AAA (Attention, Affection, and Acceptance): sự quan tâm, tình cảm và sự chấp nhận;

Có người cần pin C (Compassion): lòng trắc ẩn;

Có người cần pin D (Direction): sự chỉ dẫn.

Và nếu họ vẫn chưa thể tỏa sáng, hãy ngồi bên họ, thật yên lặng và chia sẻ ánh sáng của bạn..🌱

[sunoosets]

angry, jealous sex with jungwon<3 + breeding kink

i tried to combine these two asks as they were pretty similar, i hope you don't mind :)

"pls write on how jw would be rough or hard on you when he gets upset and jealous?? he’d be looking down on you condescendingly when fucking you aaa 😭💓"

this includes a breeding kink, sub!reader, cock slapping, a lot of cum.., mad, jealous won

not rlly read over, kinda messy near the end(oops)..enjoy nonetheless!

Jungwon would have you on your back, spine pressed into the mattress as he handles your thighs with no mercy. Fingers curling, palm marking the flesh red while he tugged you toward his hips. You could whine, you could whimper. His eyes would reply, with flaming, fiery anger. Far from remorseful. A condescending look stretching along his unamused features. His brows would be tightly furrowed and would cramp harsher whenever you groaned impatiently. Rolling yourself forward, against the tip of his leaking cock. He would twitch, but glare, and take hold of his pre-cum stained base with a palm. Slapping the pink, wet tip against your yearning pussy. Throbbing for him and his length. You would cry, muffle your moan through your pressed lips. Toss your head until your hair was a tousled mess that weaved itself along the sheets. Your lashes would flutter. “Look at me.” He would demand. Fingers still settled on his cock, while his tip was trailed between your folds, and over your glistening clit. “Jungwon…” You’d sigh, and his cock would meet your cunt a second time. The slap creating a crude wet sound, which set your jaw to hang low, and your eyes to linger further in the back of your mind. “Don’t whine.” He’d scoff. “You’re getting fucked. That’s what you want right? By talking to Heeseung like that, I’d assume so.” Jungwon grunts, and your empty, needy hole was quickly filled. Stretched out by his length, as he pushes himself in so desperately. Fingers grasping at your thighs, to hold you, spread, either side of him. “Shit!” You curse. “It wasn’t like that, Won.”

“Hm?” He hums, fingers digging into your skin. His cock twitches, and your breath hitches. He bulges against your stomach. His cock so deep, dragging through you. Fucking your insides. His skin was warm and soft. Contrasting greatly to the stern, condescending look he wore as he peered down on you. You felt so small. “You’re so tight.” He bites his lip. Eyes slipping to land on your drooling pussy. So wet around him. Clenching like a desperate, pathetic slut. Needing all of him. Every last bit of him. “I’m the only one who gets to fuck you, okay?” He speaks, eyes flashing upwards. You swallow, lips parted to create a clear breathing path. With his tip stroking your stomach it was difficult to remain both literate and coherent.

“Okay?” Jungwon repeats. “You’re mine.” He says deeply, gaze turning cold, and dark. He licks over his lips and thrusts back into you. Shaking your body. “I’ll have to fill you up, huh?” He continues, rutting like an animal. Hair teased, tips damp and clinging to his shining skin. His neck was wet, and his adam’s apple bobbed with each swallow. His chest heaved, seemingly harsher when he mentioned filling you. You whined, head melting backward into an array of pillows. Your head became nestled, chin tilting upward. “Do you want my cum?”

Your stomach flips. An almost drowning feeling, as everything dips downward. Like your falling or slipping down on a rollercoaster ride. That feeling where your organs tumble, and your brain releases this warmth that spreads like the sea. Devouring everything.

“Please, oh, please!” You begged as you balled the sheets into your palms. Holding tightly until your knuckles wash white, like your gripping for life on a theme park ride. “Jungwon, please cum in me.” You mumble, holding back the string of moans building larger, deep within your narrow throat. He doesn’t smile, chewing back his lip. He fucks into you, panting almost. “I’ll cum so hard you’ll be swollen with my baby.” He growls, dipping his head down while he bucks harder. Letting his cock slide in, and then out. Letting your warmth suck him in, and then hold him deep inside. Your walls clenching tighter. He let slip a moan, hips snapping once, and then twice. His cum dripped inside of you, staining your pulsing walls. You were so full of his cum. Watching him as he threw his head back. Snapping his hips each time another string shot from his swollen tip. He was milking himself dry, held tightly between your thighs.

“All mine…” He panted. Dropping from his high. His warm skin was decorated with a sheen of sweat. His grip on your hips loosened while his head fell forward. He had sincere features, dusted in pink, and then he sighed. Pushing back his teased hair with a palm. “Only I can fill you up with my cum.”

You lowered your head. Arms and legs shaky against the white, stained duvet. Your thighs had begun to close, nearing each other, to rub and clench. Jungwon smirked, fingers lingering over your knees. His palms settled down, where he pulled apart your thighs, gently dropping himself down your calves and toward your ankles. Your eyes grew, and a sense of puzzlement ran by your tainted cheeks. His fingers hooked through the fabric of your underwear, and his eyes softened. Raising to meet your own, larger ones. He lifted the material, dragging it carefully until the soft cotton pressed your messy clit. Your lips fell open. “You’re gonna have my cum all day.” He smiled, pridefully. Dimples popping from between his skin. His sweet, dark eyes were corrupted with a lust, that you swallowed to. You were desperate to push back the deep feeling within your stomach, especially when you felt the warmth of his cum build between your legs. Filling your pants and dripping down the inner sides of your thighs.

“If anyone would try fuck you, they’d have a surprise...” He held back a laugh, smile growing as a mischief burst throughout his pupils. His palm lay between your legs, where he pressed gently. You gasped. Feeling his pleasure rub up against your desperate clit. It pulsed against the white mixture, wanting more, but the boy was long gone. Raising up from the bed and leaning toward your side. His thumb and forefinger met beneath your chin and tilted you in his direction. There, he pressed a kiss to your parted lips. A short, sweet, gentle kiss.

[dragonwitch77]

Tiny

Chapter 12: Slow Days

Days were slowly passing by.

At this point, things had become a normal routine for Bittergiggle.

Work on new jokes, plan on how to get to the queen, try to teach Scylla how to talk, leave the hideout when the two clones started their usual daily arguments, swing by the Employee Exercise Sector to say hi to Kitty, relax there for a few hours with the kid, showing her various objects in the sector and what their names are and what they did, check the boxes to see if there was anything useful for him to use, head back to the hideout and slap the two if they were still arguing, write down whatever joke he thought up and help Scylla try to speak more.

He was honestly surprised at this point that he hadn’t made much progress on getting to the queen. Bittergiggle knew he was fairly smart. Smart enough to avoid the sheriff’s traps and how to get out of them, plus he knew roundabout ways to avoid detection by the humans.

Still, he should have at least thought of something by now to get to the queen. Yet, he hadn’t.

“How peculiar.” Bittergiggle said, tapping the end of a pencil against his face. “I’m usually not this bad at coming up with ideas.”

“A baba.”

“I mean, usually I lean more towards making jokes, but planning is something I’m a bit more capable at.”

“Aaaaaawwwwoooooooo.”

“Not that I’m saying that I’m bad at jokes or anything, I just like to plan things more than thinking of jokes! It takes waaaaay less effort to think of something funny than planning to get to a giant kangaroo.”

“Na a. Aaaaa ab ab ab.”

“Though, I maaaaaaay have underestimated the simplicity of this plan.”

“Awa?”

“See, it’s not the problem of getting to the queen. It’s the problem of getting around the only thing standing between me and the queen.”

“Aaa waa! Aa wawa!”

“Exactly! It’s not me who’s the problem. It’s the sheriff! That big old meanie pants. Hmph! Though, he… never really wears any pants… not that he would look good in pants… probably… maybe? Huh… what would he look like wearing pants?”

“Ba ba ba ba ba.”

“Wait, why am I thinking about that?”

“Aaaaabbbbbbbbbbaaaaaa.”

“Well it’s not my fault he would probably look good in pants or not! Wait, what?”

“… aaannnaaa.”

“Ignore that.”

“Aaaaaaaa.”

“Anyway, we need to focus here kid! Getting to the queen isn’t going to be a cakewalk you know!”

“Haaaaaaammmnana.”

“I mean, it would be a cakewalk if a certain sheriff wasn’t in the way. But that should be easy to get around… ish.”

“Woboobooboo!”

“The sheriff is a cunning man… toad. He’s built more elaborate and cunning traps than you ever had in your life. And you’ve only been alive for almost two months now.”

“Oooooobooo.”

“He’s fast. And strong. Super strong. Getting in a one-on-one fight with him would be out of the question. Not that I would ever dream of getting in a physical fight with someone like the sheriff. That’s a certain death sentence right there! A kick to the gut from that guy would be fatal! Hehe, it’d almost be a gut-punching irony if that would ever happen. Hehehehehehehehehehe. Haaaaa. But it won’t. The sheriff’s too nice of a guy to kill anyone. Even on accident.”

“Lababa ba ba.”

“So, we need to figure out a way to get the sheriff away from the queen or find a way to distract him. Because, let’s face it, Toadster is a very duty-driven kind of guy. He doesn’t know the definition of relax and can’t take a break without being ordered to by the queen.”

“Aaaoooooooo!”

“I mean, the first day we brought him back to the Kingdom, he went around setting up traps and patrolling the place for hours. Got lost so many times too. I had to show him the way back more than once before he memorized the layout!”

“Na! Na! Na!”

“Maybe that’s why I can’t use the secret pathways to get to the queen. I’m not gonna lie, that was a big oversight on my part. Never thought that would come back to bite me.”

“Baoo!”

“But that doesn’t matter! Oversight or not, getting to the queen will still be a piece of–are you eating my hand?”

Scylla let out a small gurgle around Bittergiggle’s fingers, nibbling the small area between a pair.

“Heeeeey. I’m not food, kid.” Bittergiggle huffed, lifting his hand. To his surprise, Scylla came along with it, her tiny limbs wrapped around the larger appendage in a shockingly tight grip.

He gave his hand a little shake, tilting his head this way and that. Lately, Scylla had been testing out her limbs once she realized that she had them, ogling at them or trying to stuff whatever part that she could into her mouth. He didn’t understand why she did it. She obviously couldn’t be doing this if she was hungry, which was impossible since she wouldn’t ever feel hungry or the need for food.

Maybe she just liked to nibble on things? Though Bittergiggle was quite sure he didn’t like to be the one nibbled on.

“Kid, my hand is for playing with. Not for attempt cannibalism.” The jester huffed, shaking the kid off his hand and plopping her back on the pillow that he may or may not have stolen a long time ago.

“Aba!” Scylla eyed the hand above her, reaching out to it with her little hands. “Aba! Aba!”

“No, you cannot eat my hand. I need it, if you want to eat someone’s hand, eat his.” The jester pointed to Hoidni, who upon hearing the statement, whipped his head around at the pair.

“What?!”

“Aba!” Scylla waved her hands about, looking at Bittergiggle with those big eyes of hers. “Aba!”

Bittergiggle stared at the tiny babbling jester for a long moment before letting out a sigh. “You make a fair point, kid. That’s very hard to argue right there.”

“Awawa!”

“Hey! I don’t even have a nose!”

<Previous/Next>

[whumpering-heights]

MASTERLIST

.......Stuff that's finished and posted! .....

The links are functional and will lead to reblogs of my old posts. .......................................................................

Waking Nightmare

This series is still ongoing. Will feature: eldritch horror, monster whumpee, body horror, dehumanization, references to cannibalism. Specific CWs can be found at the top of chapters.

Tagging @pumpkin-spice-whump and @why-not-ask-me-a-better-question to let them know this story is up again!

I: The First Encounter II: Captured III: The Human's Game IV: Ray V: Food VI: Leonard and Ray

ART art of shapeshifter

Immortal Whumpee: Drowning

A standalone drabble. Local immortal gets thrown in sea, and found much, much later. Featuring: gore/body horror at the second section of the story. Vague plans exist for a sequel, but are unlikely to be executed (ba dum tssh.)

........Incomplete section........

Below the cut are the chapters of Behind The Masks, my longest-running series! The chapters that are crossed out, are found. Once I've recovered all I can, I will re-upload in chronological order.

The links will be added when I re-upload the story, and will either lead to reblogs or reposts

Behind the masks

Recap

OFFICIAL CHAPTERS

The Waterbottle Incident

(The Waterbottle Incident: alternate take)

Sidekick “fixes” Villain’s leg

Villain meets the chair

Sidekick visits Villain in his chair

Villain gets a hug

“Mascot” is revealed (The Talkshow)

Meet Vigilante and Henchwoman

The confrontation 

Sidekick and Villain: Guilt

Sidekick and Villain: The Escape

The “Comfort” fic

Sidekick’s punishment

Villain’s punishment (the choice)

 The Mayor’s Visit

 PRELUDE: Sidekick hiding in the closet

 The Final Straw: End of the captivity arc! 

 The Rescue! 

 The Rescue, pt. 2

 Interlude: Sidekick’s nightmare

 Interlude: Hero Finds Out

 The Reunion

 Clumsy caretaking: I’m here

 Ill-fitting (Villain’s haircut)

[hiatus]

Hero's peace mission

(FLASHBACKS)

 Villain in high school

Hero and Vigilante in High School

Aftermath: Hero and Vigilante fight

EXTRA

DIARY PROMPTS

Diary prompt: Villain

Diary prompt: Sidekick

Diary prompt: Hero

"Ada has a last name too, and it's Douglas"

MY ART

Sketches of main characters  (add link)

Sketches of Hench and Vigilante

Villain before and afer Hero (art)

Hero and a young Hero and Vigilante

All the masks and suits

Villain, comforted by anon (add link)

Hero getting his ass kicked (add link)

Villain simps come get yall’s juice (add link)

 Villain gets hugged: octopus (add link)

Villain gets hugged: anon (add link)

Villain gets hugged: Henchwoman (add link)

 Villain gets put in the chair (add link)

Sidekick hugs Villain

Hero grabbing Villain’s hair

Hero “comforting” Sidekick

Villain getting caretakered by Hench (add link)

Hero choking Villain

Villain’s new haircut (add link)

miss Jones (add link)

young Hero getting punched (add link)

Villain gets a flower

Meme: describe your story in one image

FANART (!!! holy shit i got fanart aaa)

Hero, by octopus-reactivated

Villain sketch, by whumpy-arts-and-crafts

Villain on the floor of his cell, and Hench and Vigilante, by whumpy-arts-and-crafts

Villain, by panic-whump (add link)

Sidekick having a nightmare by whumpy-arts-and-crafts

Draw the squad, by octopus-reactivated (add link)

Reunion hug, by whumpy-arts-and-crafts

ASK/TELL THE OCS ANYTHING (Titles in bold are longer responses that are plot-relevant or whumpy.)

Hench and the escape plan

Henchwoman is still alive

Villain, just hang on

Vigilante’s past with Hero

Hero is a bad person

Villain’s past with Hench

Hench: the worst Hero could do

Hero’s worst secret

What will Hero do? (Sneak peak: Meet The Mayor)

Going Tolkien on Hero

Hench’s feelings on Villain

Sidekick: Hero killed your parents

Villain dreams

Hench, did Villain ever help with homework?

HENCHWOMAN HURRY

What does/did Villain do to relax?

Villain before the Final Straw

Villain griefs

Flashback: How could you have let this happen?

Hench, do you miss him?

Villain, what would yo do if you were out?

Villain, my guy, Hench is alive

Hench, it’s not worth it

Hero, what if Sidekick died?

Villain beat up, Henchwoman caretaking (add link)

Hero’s favourite icecream

Sidekick, Hero is a monster

Villain, are you ready to meet William?

Sidekick gets icecream

Miss Jones thinks she sees Ethan

 young Hero makes excuses

BULLYING HERO HOUR (ask the OCs anything that got out of hand)

Hero is a coward

Hero gets called the true villain

Bootlicker (The Threat)

Hero gets punched

Hero delivers on his promise

Sidekick asks you to stop

The aftermath (1)

The aftermath 2: apology to Sidekick

Hero has had Enough (add link)

[lightofunova]

AH, OH, OW, A BA- AAA. I FELL, BUT I AM HERE. I AM LATE, BUT IT IS BECAUSE FALLING IS SLOWER THAN FLYING. I HAVE AN INVITATION, YES! DO NOT CHECK IT. IT IS MINE. ANYWAYS, NOW THAT I HAVE FALLEN INTO THE LIFE OF THE PARTY-- YES HELLO. I HEARD FROM A TRUSTED SOURCE THAT THERE IS.. HOW DO YOU SAY.. MAY OVERS? MAYOVERS? MAKE MAYOVERS? WHATEVER IT IS, I WANT IT. HOW DOES THIS TRANSACTION WORK, SRIRACHA BIRD? WHAT IS THE TRADE? WHAT'S THE CATCH? REGARDLESS OF THE PACT, I SIGN IT. I ACCEPT.

A few moments after Reshi finishes, yellow pinprick glows from the side of the room flare with rage. “YOU!” A voice booms. A shimmering green light flashes like flames as the source of the voice is revealed to be-

A stunned silence befalls the man. “Is this….a sleepover?” he asks. “Are you all having a sleepover?”

“Is there an issue with that?” The small voice of Reshi pipes up, causing him to jump. “If you have a problem with Deoxys then you’ll have to answer to me!” She states with bravado, causing him to give her a strange look.

“No..I- so long as he doesn’t cause trouble I have no qualms I-“ He stuttered awkwardly, before a dawning realization hit him like a Tauros. “My cover-!! Lady Palkia will surely- Arceus above! My apologies I will be taking my leave!!!” A burst of wind leaves through the gaping hole into the night as quickly as he came.

“……Well that was weird. I hope you like your makeover though Deoxys!! Let me know if you want something else!” Reshi said excitedly turning back towards her friend. Were they friends? They had interacted so much it seemed like the most logical conclusion. It didn’t worry her too much. “We also have some food! I tried making something for everyone! I call ‘em Charcoal Bites! You want one??”

Rayquaza is now avaliable for asks!!