#It's oddly specific
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isjkrowlingdeadnow · 15 days ago
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Where did they come from
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octaviono8fan · 2 years ago
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why do both of my favourite ships consist of a character i headcanon as bisexual and a character i headcanon as gay and trans who is also a character i hyperfixated on
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locusfandomtime · 9 months ago
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you know shit is getting real when a hermit is trying to solve a problem and it cuts to them in a call with cubfan and etho
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qqtofu · 24 days ago
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matching each other’s freak (fear garden rin x monitoring miku)
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yayy they brought each other flowers ♥︎
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solarmorrigan · 4 months ago
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cw: implied sexual content, mentions of anxiety/PTSD responses
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The first time Eddie lifts him off his feet, Steve is pretty sure he has an out of body experience.
He’s never dated anyone as strong as he is, is the thing. It isn’t that he hadn’t dated girls who were strong—cheerleading takes more muscle than many people seem to think, and there had been a couple of girls from the soccer team besides that—but none of them had been strong enough to just casually lift Steve up.
But Eddie does it. He does it mid-makeout session, doesn’t even break the kiss as he gets his hands under Steve’s thighs and lifts him up to sit on the counter he’d been pinned against. And maybe it doesn’t break Eddie’s concentration, but it shatters Steve’s.
He stops kissing back long enough to make Eddie pull away and ask, “What’s wrong?”
Wrong? Steve’s heart is racing, his face is flushed, his lips are kiss-bruised, and he’s sitting on top of his kitchen counter because Eddie had put him there – just grabbed his legs and hoisted him up, left his hands resting on Steve’s thighs, and Steve can feel them burning through his jeans, which are suddenly quite a bit tighter.
Nothing is wrong.
“That was hot,” Steve blurts, and Eddie blinks at him.
“What? Me lifting you up?”
Steve nods. “Yeah.”
A slow smirk spreads across Eddie’s face. “You like that?” he asks. “That I can throw you around a little?”
“Yeah,” Steve rasps, surprising even himself with the raw want in his voice. Given his history with people throwing him around, it shouldn’t be something he wants, but the more he thinks about it—the more he thinks about Eddie doing it—the more appealing it becomes.
“The information is noted and will be filed away for later consideration,” Eddie says, like the fucking nerd he is, and when he leans back in to kiss Steve, he digs his fingers into Steve’s thighs, holding him tight, like he might leave little bruises when he pulls away. (Steve hopes he does.)
Eddie doesn’t abuse the knowledge he’s been given, but he does put it to good use.
He pulls Steve across the couch and into his lap, holding him close with his arms looped around his waist, making Steve feel wanted and warm.
He manages to pick Steve up and spin him around, laughing as he does so, making Steve laugh, making him feel light and adored.
He carries Steve to the bedroom, his hands hooked firmly under Steve’s ass, Steve’s legs wrapped around his hips, arms around his shoulders, and tosses him onto the bed, making Steve feel very much like he wants Eddie to fuck him.
Then, reasonably assured that Steve is enjoying the treatment, Eddie ups his game. He pins Steve to the wall of the bedroom one evening, fisting a hand in his shirt and pushing him back, leaning heavily into his space, and Steve is for a moment viscerally reminded of another time and place. He thinks about the smell of lake water and dust, of the prick of sharp glass against his skin, of the frightened and desperate look in Eddie’s eyes.
But the memory is chased away by the feeling of Eddie’s lips on his. This is so much better – this is Eddie’s free hand running gently through Steve’s hair, this is the warm, familiar weight of Eddie’s body pressing into him, this is Eddie’s thigh shoved between Steve’s legs. This is good.
Eddie grips Steve’s hair close to his scalp and pulls. Steve moans and mindlessly grinds down.
It becomes a new and intimate normal, something they barely even have to think about, something that just feels right. Even when Steve starts out on top, the instigator, the one in control, it’s easy for Eddie to turn the tables.
As Steve straddles him on the bed now, both their shirts lost but the effort to rid themselves of their pants temporarily derailed, Steve is too eager in his pursuit of Eddie’s mouth to notice the coiling tension in the body below him.
He doesn’t notice until the tension springs, and Steve finds himself rolled onto his back with Eddie weighing him down. Quicker than Steve can keep up, Eddie is straddling his waist, taking his wrists and pulling his arms above his head, pinning them to the mattress.
Instinctively, Steve struggles against the hold, but he has no leverage, and Eddie’s grip remains firm. Steve can’t move – yet the expected wave of panic never comes.
He doesn’t feel trapped beneath Eddie, he feels secure, like Eddie is shielding him, keeping him safe. The hold on his wrists keeps him tethered to the Earth when the rest of him feels like floating away, and Steve tugs a little more so Eddie will grip him tighter. He hopes it leaves marks, wants to wear the bruises like bracelets in the shape of Eddie’s fingers.
Then Eddie pulls back, ends the kiss to ask, “This okay?”
He sounds serious, like he really wants to know, like he’ll let Steve go the moment he asks, which is precisely why Steve nods quickly and begs, “Please don’t stop.”
And Eddie grins and leans back in for another kiss, holding Steve tight.
[Prompt: Rolling over in bed, switching positions during a kiss]
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shiftythrifting · 5 months ago
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Shirt found in Redmond, WA goodwill by my s/o that audibly made me say "UH OH" upon viewing.
(For those having a difficulty reading it says "I went from mama to mommy to mom to bruh")
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morallysuperiorlips · 2 months ago
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Oddly Specific Romance Prompts Vol. 4: Attending a Formal Dance/Gala
“Relax. You look gorgeous.”
“People are looking at us.” “Yeah, they’re jealous about my hot date.”
“May I have this dance?” “Only if you don’t mind me stepping all over your toes.” “It’ll be worth it.”
“You look…wow.”
“Sorry, I don't normally dress like this..." "Well, you should. You're stunning."
"I've never slow danced before." "That's okay. Just lean on me and follow my lead."
"You smell fantastic." "Thanks. I broke out the expensive perfume/cologne for the occasion. I was also kind of hoping you'd notice."
"When did you learn to dance like that?" "Oh, it's just something I picked up on over the years. Try to keep up."
"I feel stupid in this dress/tux." "You certainly don't look stupid." "What was that?" "Nothing."
"Why don't you dress like this more often? I could get used to this look."
"Here, take my jacket. You're freezing." "No, it's fine. It looks better on you, anyway." "Funny. I was going to say it looked better on you."
"It might just be the champagne hitting, but god I could kiss you right now."
"We're running late; can you zip this up for me?" "Actually, I'd rather unzip it. What's a few more minutes?"
"You're, by far, the hottest one at this stupid gala; and it's not even close."
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lissaxkevg · 4 months ago
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It isn’t
Cr: @lissaceptar
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catragemiau · 1 year ago
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Day 2: Kim took the body to Processing early in the morning and you're done with all side tasks and talked to everyone you could while waiting for his return
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canon-gabriel-quotes · 4 months ago
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Transcript:
Gabriel : Please, council. I know I failed you, but surely there's another way besides turning me into a marketable plushie?
No!
AAAAAHHHHH-*Squeak*
This is my lowest point, but I know it can't get worse from here.
Who's that? Someone approaches! Perhaps they could help me?
You! Listen, I need you to get me out of here.
What is that claw descending upon me?
No!
EGH-*Squeak* It squeezes me pretty tight!
Agh, oh it's carrying me to the exit. Thank heaven!
It's about to- *Squeak* AGH! Oh!
You had missed, fuck!
Try- try it again.
Come on I know you have another quarter, yes?
Yes, try it again, yes.
Okay, this time I'm out.
I'm out! I'm- *Squeak* AGHHH!
AW YOU FUCK.
V1 : YAYYY.
Gabriel : SUCH A- JUST BREAK THE GLASS.
FUCKIN' IDIOT.
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aroaceleovaldez · 2 months ago
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apparently pjotv twt was being weird about book!Percy's eyes being green because they don't think the ocean can be green (???) so consider this a sequel to my Grace siblings eye colors post and here is some visual references of green water for all your Percy inspo needs:
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And for reference, the water around New York-ish where Percy is usually is somewhere around this color:
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or some alternatives:
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or here is a nice hazel green if you want his eyes more on the brown side, which is very common in freshwater ponds and streams:
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or if you want him to have totally brown eyes - water rich in tannins will appear brown, greenish-brown, or very dark brown - this is sometimes called "blackwater" due to often appearing very dark or having low visibility:
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#pjo#percy jackson#riordanverse#i am eternally amused by old pjo fandom's tendency to interpret ''sea-green'' as ''tropical seas / neon aqua''#mostly just cause as someone who grew up around boats when i think of ''sea-green'' i have a very particular color in mind#and its that kind of murky desaturated green#like sometimes ur at the docks and are just shoving your hand into low visibility green water to catch jellyfish yknow#thats the vibe. thats what i think of whenever i hear ''sea-green''#reach into your local harbor and you may find a friend and a boy (jellyfish)#and i respect not everybody is as familiar with the ocean but ''Percy's eyes being blue is *better* because the ocean is blue not green!''#is. just a ridiculous statement to me.#like. just. first and foremost. claiming blue eyes are ''better'' and the implications in that (bleugh)#secondly - claiming that ''the ocean isnt GREEN'' is just. well you're just wrong so jot that down#it is in fact not uncommon for the ocean to be green. this is very normal actually#the ocean not always being blue does not feel like particularly groundbreaking news????#like gonna be real my guy usually the ocean is actually pretty. idk. greyish.#especially if its not actively a very sunny day in the summer#cause a lot of the time if the water is just reflecting the sky and is not being particularly affected by whatever is actually in the water#then. well. the sky is usually greyish! on your average day the sky is usually kinda grey! it usually only gets really blue when its sunny#but usually water has. yknow. stuff in it. a lot of the time algae and such. so it ends up murkier/greenish#anyways this has been: AALV's oddly specific nitpicking about Percy's eye color
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Tango can sleep just about anywhere that isn't a bed.
Inside a double chest? It's cozy and warm and he might bite you if you open the chest while he's napping
At a Hermitcraft meeting? He's out cold as soon as Xisuma opens his mouth.
The bowels of his latest redstone contraption? It's a waste of time to leave for sleeping and then come back later. He's just being efficient!
The bowels of Zed's latest redstone contraption? Nobody's completely sure how he ended up there to begin with, but it was a really funny death message.
Top of Skizz's pyramid? Sure!
In a tree? Don't see why not.
Standing upright in the middle of his base? Been there done that.
If he tries to sleep in a bed he just ends up tossing and turning until he rolls onto the floor and falls asleep there.
he just like me fr
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the-witchhunter · 1 year ago
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DP x DC: The Titans and the Phantom Cat
Danny doesn't do magic. He doesn't understand it or really know about it, and frankly he'd be more skeptical about it if it hadn't explicitly been used on him several times before. His parents are scientists and engineers, and they managed to accomplish what would typically fall under the realm of magic with nothing but recycled parts, wires and Fenton ingenuity.
So, when caught in a magic spell to bind him, he didn't know what would happen if he were to intentionally mess it up. Apparently, nothing good. Danny, free from the intended mind control, is now bound to the form of a cat with minimal use of his powers.
How could this get any worse?
Turns out, no one seems to understand what he's saying, they just hear meows. And without the use of his powers, he get's caught and finds himself in an animal shelter in Jump City.
When a group of young heroes comes through on a mission, and then proceed to mess things up, Danny can't help but throw out some snide commentary. Besides, it's not like they'll hear him
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Welllllll... Turns out Raven and Beast Boy can tell what the hell he's saying. Of course the magic user and guy who can turn into animals can talk to him... Still it's nice to finally have someone to talk to, and also get him out of the cage while he's still trying to het a hold of what's left of his powers
Raven immediately clocks him as a powerful spirit bound to animal form. With a little persuasion, she ends up with a new familiar consultant and Danny the Cat gets to live in Titans Tower with them
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Magic shenanigans happen, now Danny is basically Salem the Cat living with the Teen Titans and teaching them what he knows while mainly lounging around and sassing them. The actual usefulness of his advice may vary
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skyblueartt · 5 months ago
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Silly work doodle of Michael Afton💜
“I got my insides scooped out by one of my dad’s creations and all I got was this stupid shirt!”
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morallysuperiorlips · 2 months ago
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Oddly Specific Romance Prompts Vol. 1: Under Protection
"You're in danger. Please let me protect you."
"I'll be there at 9:20. Out front, in my car. Do not leave the building until then, understand?"
"If anything else happens, you call me immediately, okay?"
"You're under my protection, and that includes sustenance. What do you want to eat?"
"If anything ever happened to you, I don't know what I'd do. But it sure as hell wouldn't be anything good."
"I don't know what to do." "It's okay. I've got you, and you're safe."
"Would you feel safer if you slept with me tonight?"
"I'm going to get you out of here, but you need to hang onto me."
"Why are you so dead set on protecting me?" "I don't know. It's my job, it's what I was born to do, I might be slightly in love with you." "But--wait, what?"
"I'm not really used to this 'protection' thing." "Well, you better work on that. I'm not going anywhere any time soon."
"Am I allowed to be in love with the person protecting me?" "It's not standard, but it's definitely welcome."
"Stay here." "But--" "I don't want to hear it. You scared the shit out of me last time, and I'm not letting you do it again."
"You can't protect me from everything, [NAME]. This world is fucked." "You're right. But I sure as hell am going to try."
"Why are you here?" "You needed help. So I'm here to help you."
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ecoplasma · 1 year ago
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I bet her team would be very normal
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