#HEY! THAT'S NOT AN ANON!
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hinamie · 4 months ago
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egophiliac · 2 months ago
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back at it again with the extremely self-indulgent diafams! I am being emotionally supported by overly-cutesy interactions between anime characters right now, don't judge me.
(also continuing with my headcanons that 1) mustache Bauru, and 2) he'll be hugely tsundere about it but you can, ultimately, convince him to do just about anything via careful application of Sebek.)
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chikaoofka · 2 years ago
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do you take comissions
yeah i do! except they're kinda on hold due to art program ....complications??? I don't know but normal commissions are off for now. unless someone wants me to cry trying to use firealpaca again or something
though if you're looking for (normal) commissions I have my prices here:
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though everything but the sketches (maybe even the sketches, actually? I don't know?) would have to wait until clip studio decides it wants to work again. or something
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heyimanonboy · 11 months ago
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what i can't find in my life i may find in the bottom of another bottle
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pirateprincessjess · 3 months ago
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Fuck you and your “girlfriend.” Neither of you can experience trans misogyny because you aren’t normal transwoman. Stop being so weird with your fucking puppy pronouns. You are the reason my mom hates me, and people like her hate all of us.
Woah.
There is a lot going on here, but I can’t get past the bit about how you think your mom hates you because I’m a puppygirl.
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basilpaste · 2 months ago
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You're genuinely not as kind or nice as you might think you are
no one is as good or as bad as they think they are, people are biased little creatures. i dont even think im particularly nice? im quick to anger and kind of petty.
but heres the thing: i try to be.
when someone puts the effort in to try to be decent to others, that reflects back on how others see them. something about that golden rule, huh? treat others how you want them to treat you.
maybe you could learn a thing or two about that !
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oifaaa · 3 months ago
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ok but what if Bruce had to deal with the worst possible timeline, him having siblings (thomas wayne jr and Julia Pennyworth)
You realise there's no way bruce would become batman if he had siblings right he'd try that whole I am night I am batman thing one time and get bullied into oblivion for it
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dipperscavern · 6 months ago
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can I be cheeky and ask for riding jon’s face 🫣🫣🫣
yes… oh yes you absolutely can….. i fell asleep last night to the thought of jon snow canonically being a munch (funny enough) — we’re on the same wavelength anon ! (written w shy!reader in mind)
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you’ve heard the talk, heard the different ladies from different statures talk about “the act”, and it’s always a different answer. some say it’s mediocre… others, that it’s their favorite way to feel good, and some, say it’s terrible. you’ve heard stories of men never caring about the woman’s pleasure, and how their only purpose was to give them children. the thought made you shudder.
you, yourself, have never had time. time to freely choose who you trust enough to share that sacred experience with (or even touch yourself). the men at castle black are sworn to celibacy, and even if they would abandon their oath for a night with you, you wouldn’t let them. most of the men at the wall are untrustworthy, and you want more than just a quick fuck. even if these thoughts plague you, you’re too busy with your duties to worry about it. a thing you’ve since long accepted.
until jon snow.
you had been there for jon since his arrival at castle black. never batting an eye at his surname, always trying to make his life a little bit easier. there was also the stolen glances, the soft touches you both passed off as “accidental”, the longing for each other. you both remained as merely “close friends”, until things boiled over and you found solace in each others lips. it didn’t go farther than that, the tentative kiss being soft & exploring, and that was okay with you. you didn’t expect more. until you got more.
sometimes, you hate jon for being so easy to talk to. your shy nature has slowly melted away in his presence, and you find yourself unable to be embarrassed about the questions you ask or answer. your late night talks are what keeps jon sane. he wants to know everything about you, and you both would talk till morning if you could (you have before). the topic often shifts, landing on anything and everything on the planet. even “the act”.
imagine jon’s surprise, when the most beautiful & endearing woman he’s ever met drops her gaze to the floor and bashfully tells him she’s never cum before.
jon short circuits. he asks if you want to. he asks if he can make you. and you say yes.
jon snow is a giver. tasting a woman is a pleasure in itself, and he’d tell you as much if you asked. his mind ran a million miles an hour, thinking about all the ways he could make you feel good. it doesn’t take long before the desire to taste you takes a hold of him, and so he does.
“You’re hovering.”
he’s not wrong. you are. you thought you had heard it all, but the act of sitting on someone’s face has clearly alluded your ears. you’re unsure. you don’t want to hurt him.. suffocating the first man you lay with would have you begging the gods to open the ground and swallow you whole. and it’s not just any man, it’s jon.
the soft glide of jon’s fingers across your thigh bring you out of your head. his hands are cold. they feel nice in contrast to your own skin, nerves lit on fire.
“I don’t want to hurt you…”
“You won’t.”
“Jon-”
“Do you trust me?”
he’s steadfast in his reassurance. his thumb has been rubbing circles in your hip while you both have been talking. does he do it all on purpose, or is he just this naturally desirable?
“You know I do, but-“
“Good. Sit.”
you still hesitate, and that’s when jon takes matters into his own hands. his hands stop their tracing, and instead grip your thighs, bringing you down himself.
whatever expectations you had are exceeded tenfold. jon eats you out like a man starved. your head spins with the way you can feel his tongue, exploring you and swiping over your clit. it has white hot pleasure shooting up your spine, and your thighs quiver ever so slightly, but jon’s firm grip keeps you in place. he’s confident in his movements, precise and sure in a way that makes you see stars.
jon thinks he’s found the place where he would be content to meet his demise. you taste so good, and the pretty sounds you’re making have blood rushing straight to his cock. jon has always loved the sound of his name on your lips — whether it be small acknowledgments in passing by, or just mentions in mere conversation. but he’s found he much prefers hearing you moan it.
you’re almost embarrassed how quickly he has warmth building up in your belly, pressure building as he gives you the most pleasure you’ve ever had. he’s giving and giving and giving, and you find yourself selfishly taking all of it. he doesn’t slow down, keeping a steady rhythm that makes the cord in your stomach wind impossibly tighter.
“Jon, I’m-!”
you don’t get to finish your sentence, interrupted by the snap of the cord in your stomach that was previously tightening. pleasure overtakes your nerves, flooding your veins and momentarily removing your ability to speak (or think). jon’s tongue doesn’t stop fully, only slowing down to help you ride out your peak.
you catch your breath, feeling jon kiss the inside of your thighs as small aftershocks have you clenching around nothing. you find yourself seeking his touch (as if he hasn’t been constantly on you), your hand running along the surface of your thigh to find his own. he reaches for you, trapping your own smaller hand beneath his own. it’s reassuring, grounding you back to the present after he brought you so far over the edge.
you move to get off, to let him get up & breathe — but he doesn’t release his grip, keeping you in place. you hear him speak.
“Only once?”
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ooliecat · 25 days ago
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can you draw Frazie 🥺🥺🥺 (PS: your art is so freaking rad I always get a stupid smile when I see it on my dash)
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i quite like her
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punkitt-is-here · 7 months ago
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Hey girlie, people have been posting your pictures on Edtwt as fatspo :(
You don't have to post this publicly, but I thought you want to know 💔
what the fuck do ANY of these words mean LMFAO??
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dear-ao3 · 1 year ago
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10:22am, november 11, 2023. katya knocks on my bedroom door to show me this ask that has appeared in our ask box.
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i do not think that this is real. but, i am absolutely dying of laughter.
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ladydisofdurin · 4 months ago
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“Keikaku means plan”-ass writing motherfucker lmao just say funeral
Ur mad at for me for using the correct word for the traditional funeral rite in a culture I was specifically talking about?  ✨ eat shit ✨
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perpetuallypottytraining · 1 year ago
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Consider the following: potty UNtraining. training your little to let go in their diapee because it's healthier than holding it in and having an accident later. giving your little stickers and rewards for every time they use their diaper instead of the potty. encouraged wettings. peeing your diaper because it's more efficient than the potty. just imagine
YESSSSSSS 🎉🎊🎉
littles who have been thoroughly potty trained, so much so that they simply can't use their diaper without a lot of concentrated effort... but they really want to wear them and use them
they're just so anxious about it! how whether or not their padding will absorb everything right, if there'll be any leaks, if they should get into a certain position, if they, as an adult, could/should even be wearing a diaper....
but it's okay because their caregiver is there to help ease these worries and make using their diaper something to be celebrated!!! there's praise, there's rewards, there's encouragement!
and, whenever the little tries to come up with an excuse about why they should probably be using the potty instead, it's hard to argue when their caregiver is able to give them a good reason that a diaper is actually the best choice, from explanations like:
"I just cleaned the toilet and it'll be a shame to dirty it so soon"
"we're low on toilet paper, and I don't want to have to go to the store yet"
"it'll be a long drive home, you'll hurt your bladder and risk a UTI if you don't use your diaper"
"you're too little to use the potty all by yourself, and I just started making dinner, so you'd have to wait until after dinner, because we don't want the food to get cold, do we?"
"I can't pause the movie, it'll ruin the pacing; using your diaper will preserve artistic integrity"
"babies use their diaper, and you're my baby :) "
soon enough, the little will be able to relax and will slowly start using their diaper with more and more ease, until one day, likely while they're watching tv, they're about to get up when they realize: their diaper is wet and they didn't even notice when it happened!!!! their caregiver will be so proud of them and all the hard work they put in to get there!!!!!!!
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kojitheopossum · 26 days ago
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(Was told to ask this here)
Based on the newest comic chapter…
Can we please get a sketch of Bdubs teaching Eeltho how to write bad words? I just think it would be funny.
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o77 bdubs using his friendship with The Beast for good
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linusbenjamin · 1 year ago
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Thor: Ragnarok // Loki '1893'
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turnipoddity · 1 year ago
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saw shitpost but i colored it for once
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