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sprucestairs · 5 months ago
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if I could animate. I would animate Dionysus with the "i miss my wife, tails." Audio. Send post.
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moraent-keys · 1 month ago
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*throws this spicynoodles animatic at you* 🔥🍜
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willowser · 1 year ago
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"i ain't takin' a fuckin' bath."
katsuki's half-undressed, standing in the kitchen with the fridge doors wide open; shirtless, shoulders broad and muscles round and taut, cool air raising goosebumps across his exposed skin. his un-buttoned tac pants are dangerously low on his hips, so low that you wonder—while staring at the dimples of his back—if he's doing it on purpose.
the dewy sheen of sweat he'd come home with has gone matte, leaving him in a thin, sticky, grimy layer that is grimace-inducing to feel. like most nights, dirt and soot and even blood—grown dark and less worrisome with time—color him haphazardly, strewn across his body; a mosaic of dynamight, made by his own hands.
"but you stink," you fail to suppress a smile when he snaps his head around, to fix you with an ugly look that you return. he manages to hide his own amusement in the bulge of his bicep. "i'm serious! a bath will help you relax!"
turning back to the open fridge, he grumbles, "i am relaxed," in a tone that doesn't sound relaxed. at all.
"come on," you urge, shuffling up to him, wrapping your arms around his waist despite all his dried grease and muck. "you go first and i'll be there in a minute."
that catches his attention enough that he finally closes the doors, facing you as he runs a lazy hand over his stomach. to his credit, he does look a bit more relaxed than he had when he'd come through the door—but the set of his jaw is still too stern, brow only ever furrowed, a little more argumentative than usual, even if it's harmless.
katsuki seems to consider your unspoken proposition, before finally surrendering with a roll of his eyes. "fine, but i'm takin' a shower like a grown ass man."
"no!" you groan, latching onto his arm when he moves to step around you. you try to dig your heels into the ground, but you're in the kitchen in socks, and katsuki only yanks you after him with a wicked grin. "bath! a bath will help you relax, i mean it! i've got lavender oils!"
"i ain't using' your frilly shit!"
he finally slips from you when you sputter out a laugh, tugging free from your grip before throwing you a look that is hot in more ways than one. innocent as you aimed to be, something tightens in your stomach; awakened at the sight of him.
you warn, "i'm only coming if you're in the bath!" and his loud, exaggerated groan echoes nearly throughout your entire house, swallowing up your chirpy laugh.
—but, much to your surprise, he listens.
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you let him soak for a good five minutes before following after, and when you find him, he's got his head leaned back over the edge, elbows resting on either side of the tub, legs bent and knees sticking up out of the water. handsome as ever, you think, a little dreamy, before the marble of him shifts at your arrival.
he only opens one eye, and you can see already the tension has drained from his face; half-asleep, a little bloodshot and breathing too even to convince you otherwise.
"well, well, well," you murmur, lowering to the floor on your knees after his eye slips shut again. "look at you, princess."
katsuki makes a haughty noise of irritation, but doesn't bite back: a dead giveaway of his exhaustion. instead his hand finds the material of your shirt, tugging on it lightly before he slurs out, "get y'r ass in the tub."
you'd bite his fingers if they weren't still disgusting, but you place a teeny kiss on the cleanest spot you can see on his wrist. "i don't need a bath, but thanks."
"hah?" he grunts, eye shooting open again as he frowns at you. when you only smile coyly at him, he raises his head and glares at you properly. "y'dirty liar, you said—"
"i said i'd be right behind you," you grin. "not that i'd be getting in."
the water sloshes up against the sides as he straightens his posture, baring his teeth at you as he prepares, you think, to lunge out and haul you in with him despite a screaming protest—but you reach forward just before he can, dipping a hand down into the warmth right between his thighs.
katsuki jumps, seriously, leg kicking out so hard that his heel slams into the edge of the tub, when you gently hold him where he's soft. "jesus!" he all but yelps, eyes going a little wide as he realizes what you've done. what you've made of him.
he's still—marble-still—air sucking in sharply between his parted, frozen lips as you touch him, and heat pools so obviously, so suddenly, in his cheeks, sweet enough that you want to bite into the apples of them. in your hand he swells thick, quickly, a little slippery from the soap he's already added to the water.
all his tension returns, as a different strain; katsuki swallows, hard, as his eyes dart back and forth between your own and where your hand disappears into the water; when you gently rub your thumb back and forth across the tip of him, his back straightens, even moreso, and, you don't think he knows it, but his legs part even further.
an invitation if you'd ever seen one.
he finally comes back to life when you lean in close enough to nudge your nose to his, just to see him blink.
he's so cute, you want to eat him alive.
"the f-fuck are y'doin'?" he whispers, eyes dropping back down as you stroke him lightly, just enough to coil him tighter. at the end of the tub, water sloshes quietly from the movement, and katsuki's ears burn.
you've caught him entirely off guard, and if it wasn't clear before, it becomes crystalline when you kiss him, deeply. he's lazy to reciprocate, breathing softly, open-mouthed, as you press a soft kiss to his top lip and then to his bottom, whispering his name back to him just to hear his sharp inhale.
you time a clever stroke of your wrist with the firm press of your mouth to his, insistent and fast, urging the wildness of him to catch up, to come out. it hits him all at once—your desire, his own, the heat of it all—and his hand shoots out of the water to grip the back of your neck, a deep groan slipping from his chest as his cock kicks in your hand.
you try more than once to pull back from him with a sneaky little laugh, but his fingers tangle in your hair and he kisses your teeth and you think, maybe, you're not teasing him enough. his knees knock lightly against the ceramic as he tries to spread them, even further, and his hips shift up with every slick pump of your fist, urgent and eager.
he speaks, furiously, against your lips, when you snatch your hand away, instead teasing your fingers along the inside of his thigh. "get—in th'fuckin' tub." his shoulders tremble, ever so slightly. "i ain't askin' again."
you laugh against him and his nostrils flare. "you didn't ask at all!"
"so quit your bullshit already."
you lick his bottom lip, nipping at the fat of it gently before weaving your own hand into his damp hair. "no," you tease, like a brat, but when you tug enough at the strands, he gets the hint and allows you to pull away. "i'm trying to help you relax, you know?"
katsuki doesn't respond at first, only huffing out a frustrated sound when you wrap your hand around his length again. his face is steaming, despite how firm he's trying to be; your own desire strikes hot when his head tips back just slightly, jaw straining as he grits his teeth.
"no," he finally grunts, eyes dark and pinned to you. "'s'the last thing i feel, is-is relaxed."
"hmm," you make a point to frown and look away, like you're thinking, but katsuki's impatience wins out and he drags you back in for a shuddering kiss. he's fervent, now, nipping at your lip and brushing his tongue against your own eagerly, trying to muffle a painful sound against your cheek. "that's too bad," you tell him—but you don't think he hears you, really, over his low curse and the returning slosh of water against the tub.
but when you ask him again, only a handful of minutes later—his boneless answer is precisely what you were looking for.
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whatever-i-dontknow · 3 months ago
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Imagine you're Stan's supportive partner during his mullet era when he's on the run and you're with him everywhere he goes. Whenever you two would find yourselves in a new town or something you would find an honest job to try and support you and your boyfriend but it never lasts long because Stan would bust into your work place and yell something like "SWEETIE IT'S THE COPS!! WE GOTTA GO!!" And then just throw you over his shoulder and run like hell outside to the car and proceed to drive off with you having been tossed into the passenger seat and ignore any and all speed limits. Next thing you know, you're in another state.
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edibleprettyboys · 5 months ago
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Hannibal: *Sees Will eating something and gets closer. He notices a fast food bag*
Hannibal: Will, what do you have?
Will: *Starts eating faster like a dog caught with something they shouldn't be eating*
Hannibal: *running over to Will* WILL! Drop it! Drop it!
Will: *Runs while still eating*
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duusheen · 14 days ago
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Where do you go If I don't love you anymore? 🎶
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avaritia-apotheosis · 2 years ago
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PERSONAL ASSISTANT DANNY AU!!!
Amity Park has a lot of strange things going on, and because of that, is notoriously known for paying much attention to anything outside the city limits. So when Danny Fenton gets applies and gets accepted to be the personal assistant for the CEO of Wayne Enterprise, he doesn't think much about moving to Gotham. The pay is ridiculously good, and the benefits? Don't even get him started.
But with supervillains, vigilantes, and way too many kidnappers running amok, Danny's starting to realize why the job's hazard pay was so ridiculously high.
Meanwhile, the rogues of Gotham city are seriously wondering where Wayne managed to get such an insanely strong bodyguard.
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wigglebox · 1 month ago
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Suptober - Day 23 | Fever
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aychama · 8 months ago
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"You are such a fierce thing in battle and yet, become a pile of wool under my claws."
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larphis · 1 year ago
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For some reason I just can‘t stop imagining Ed defeatedly crawling into the auxiliary wardrobe to wallow in his sadness, alone, only to be met with a familiar voice saying „well, well, well“ and as he turns around Lucius is leaning against the door frame as wet as a poodle and sassily says „Look who went back into the closet“
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linkspooky · 4 months ago
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Starfire and Blackfire might be my favorite example of Doomed Siblings in all of Media (specifically in the New Teen Titans iteration) because the narrative doesn't pick a side.
The feud between them is just so painful and stretches so far back. Starfire is wrong because she never recognizes Blackfire's abuse, and sides with her parents (Blackfire's abusers) over her sister, over, and over, and over. Blackfire is wrong because she became an abuser and quite legitimately tormented Starfire for things that their parents did to both of them, when Starfire was honestly and earnestly trying to love their sister. Their parents started it, Blackfire made it worse, Starfire doesn't really see Blackfire as a complex human being but it's understandable because her sister grew up hurting her for things that weren't her fault, the sister she tried so hard to love that she still has a hole in her heart about it.
Oh, but Blackfire's parents were totally wrong about her and she did make a better ruler for Tamaran in spite of her disability. If her parent's had just accepted her in the first place the whole chain of misery could be avoided.
(It's also one of the few doomed siblings plotlines I'd be completely okay with the two of them never reconciling, like if Starfire walks away from Blackfire and never forgives her, well Blackfire did unforgivable things. However, the narrative stresses too that it's still wrong of Starfire to not recognize Blackfire's abuse, because she's still a person who had her dignity trampled on and suffered).
If you as the reader want to see them reconcile still, or if you as the reader just want to see Starfire get the fuck away from Blackfire, I think both reactions are valid and the narrative supports both without taking sides - that's how nuanced it is.
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let-roman-bite-someone · 9 months ago
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the “Dark Sides”? oh, you mean
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gaslight
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gatekeep
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and girlboss?
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echoingkarma · 1 year ago
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Just a normal Coffee Shop AU!
Reblogs are appreciated!
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"You wouldn't happen to have a 'Michael Afton' working here, darling?" the animatronic chirps from the other side of the counter. He leans forward, stooping his head to match your own height. His white eyes seem to glow.
You swallow, and a hand clutching at your trousers leads you to believe you just might know who he's talking about. Mike Schmidt hides as best he can behind the counter, shivering with a fear you've never seen the likes of before.
You've been quiet a beat too long before you open your mouth.
"No," you tell the animatronic. His smile seems to widen. "I don't know anyone by that name."
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mangostarjam · 8 months ago
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leaving bite marks on kiyoomi's biceps. he wears compression sleeves up to the edge of his uniform shirt, so it should be fine, right?
not that you care, not that you're even thinking about it when he's got your ankles up by your ears and you're trying to stifle your moans in his skin. in the moment the sting barely registers, all of his focus is on the slick clench of you around him, the way your nails scrabble down his broad back as his thrusts grow erratic.
it isn't until atsumu spots the ring of teeth marks at the volleyball court later that he remembers.
"omi-omi, what's that?" comes out in a shriek that pierces his eardrums. kiyoomi doesn't even look at him, but the expression on his face is clearly ticked off.
"it's nothing."
"hold up, are those bite marks?" atsumu gets close enough to tug at the sleeves, but kiyoomi jerks his arm away. "what, were you fightin' a hellcat or somethin'?"
kiyoomi fixes him with a flat stare. "are you sure you go on dates?"
atsumu splutters. "whaddaya mean?! i go on tons a dates!"
"doubtful."
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swiftiefirefighters · 1 month ago
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"You need to relax." Eddie rolls his eyes. "You have nothing to worry about, Buck."
"What if I pick the wrong on? What if he hates it?" Buck turns to Eddie. "What if I'm making a huge mistake and he - " Eddie puts his hand on Buck's shoulder and forces Buck to look into his eyes like he's done so many times before. "Don't be an idiot. I mean, I get that that's why we love you - Tommy included - but don't be an idiot. You're forgetting, I'm his friend too."
Buck turns back to the glass counter full of rings. "Yeah, yeah. You're right. And we've talked about this. We both want this. It's just a matter of when, right?" "Right. Now, which one?" Buck bites his lip. He knows this isn't the most important decision he'll ever have to make, but right now it feels like it is. "I don't know. That's why I brought you." "I did not come here to pick out your boyfriend's engagement ring. I came here to make sure you didn't chicken out and leave the store without buying one." Eddie bumps his shoulder against Buck's. "Come on, Buck. He's going to say yes. This is just a formality."
"But it matters, you know. I want it to be perfect."
"I know you do. You're Buck."
Buck sucks in a breath and looks down at the case. He spots the perfect ring tucked in the corner - not plain but nothing too fancy or elaborate that would feel out of place on Tommy. It's perfect. He points it out and says "that one."
Eddie takes it upon himself to wave one of the sales people over so that Buck can get it packed up and ready to go and by the time they leave the shop there's a small velvet box tucked inside Buck's coat pocket. "You know, this doesn't guarantee that I'll be your best man. Tommy might win."
"Fuck you, Diaz. I locked that down nearly a decade ago." Buck snorts. "You're not getting out of throwing me a fucking killer bachelor party."
"You're so sure of yourself." "Obviously."
Eddie rolls his eyes. "Maybe he'll say no." "Stop!"
Eddie throws his head back and laughs. "Get in the truck." Once they're both settled, seatbelts on, and Eddie starts up the engine he turns to Buck and looks at him seriously. "And Buck, don't chicken out. You're going to ask that man to marry you, and he's going to say yes, and you're going to get the happy ending you've always wanted."
"Yeah." Buck nods. "Yeah, you're right. I know you're right."
"I know I'm right."
As they drive off, Buck just stares out the window and can't help but smile. He feels light.
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marimeeko · 4 months ago
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Imagine if izuku let's his class know about his cool new super suit by one day coming in during their combat training and being like
"Today, your challenge is this!" *steps out from behind some other teachers who are overseeing, and strikes a signature AllMight pose with his hands on his hips* "DEFEAT ME!"
And his class full of kids goes wild at the sight of their sensei looking like a full on hero, until now they've really only seen photos and videos from 6 to 8 years ago when he was in the war and his second and third year at UA.
They ask him if his quirk is back, and Izuku smiles fondly and says no, but some very special people have created a way for him to do herowork again!
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