#also happy pride 💅🏳️‍🌈

[viciouslyfilthy]

The chunkier serpent slithered back a little. Without any context into the past of the Snake With a Man's Face, to him- this seemed to be a bit of an overreaction over something as mundane as a different country.

"Pardon?" Cornelius squinted his eyes with pure confusion, for a moment tilting his head to the side.

"Why, I've never once heard of sssuch thing!" There was a hint of surprise and excitement in his voice, before going pensive as he thought, crossing his arms and scratching his chin.

"I've never read of other Naga variantsss or- well, species, that aren't tied to the Infernal Ssserpents. " He observed. Infernal? Was this Western Man involved with some forms of dark magic?

"Eh, live and learn, I ssuppose. The Nagas I know- mainly me- become like thiss..." he gestured over to himself,

"as a result of making a deal with a ssserpentine demon. I wished for ssweet, sweet immortality... and well, it wass not disclosed to me that I would lose part of me in the processss..." he snorted, "not that I care to have a tail and a bigger sstomach instead of legss, mind you.

But! I cannot l turn back into a human. Or a full sssnake for that matter."

Serpent Lord? Well, that was a title only reserved to Shesha, the King of all Snakes, why would he...

"EXCUSE ME WHAAAAAAAT?!" England? Did he hear it right?? The Pale Ones' homeland?! FOR REAL?!

"Uhm... NO?? Nagas are Nagas! We are born like thisss! We can shapeshift into full humans and full snakes, but thisss is our normal appearance!"

This one basically cheated his way into becoming a Naga... Typical Western man...

[transformers-bold-bright-brisk]

Hi! Have some ✨WEDGESHOT✨

Also, like… I know for a fact you would love this @asmoteeth

[jen-with-a-pen]

Cocoon

summary: A chance encounter one night at a house party sparks the hottest hookup Bucky and Steve ever have.

parings: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

word count: 2.95k

warnings: BJs, hand stuff, partying, alcohol, drinking, making out in a bathroom at a houseparty, they're slightly intoxicated but it's all consensual I promise, gay gay gay gay, dirty talk, MDNI 18+

a/n: happy pride month 🏳️‍🌈 enjoy this WIP I've had brewing for a while now. also I love how i've been in another writing slump and the first thing I'm motivated to finish is some juicy gay p0rn. love that for me💅

If I’ve missed any tags, PLEASE let me know! not beta'ed. any mistakes are mine.

gif by @/multiverse-sparkles | dividers by @saradika-graphics | warning banner by me ♥

my ao3 | my masterlist title from: Cocoon by Catfish and the Bottlemen Read this fic HERE on ao3! ♥Reblogs and comments are highly appreciated as always♥

Bucky Barnes doesn't know which is harder.

There's Steve, who's rutting up against his leg like a puppy, whining, desperate for friction and freedom while drunk on whatever the fuck is in the communal jungle juice. Steve’s flannel is draped over the tub, thrown haphazardly aside when he felt too hot and Bucky felt it was getting in the fucking way. 

There's Bucky, who's straining every muscle in his body in an attempt to keep himself from unzipping his fly and freeing his throbbing cock that Steve is pawing at greedily. Sweat beads on his forehead, sticking strands of hair to his skin as hot breaths fan his face and neck. He realizes his ponytail came loose somehow and his leather jacket is strewn about somewhere on the tile floor. He thinks he feels it at the tip of his boot so he kicks it aside to avoid it getting stepped on. 

And then there's the goddamned door, which Steve slams Bucky up against the second Bucky’s teeth find Steve’s tender earlobe. It creaks and groans under their weight, not at all prepared for whatever the fuck is happening right now. 

Then again, neither are they. 

Neither of them expected to walk into some mutual-friend-of-a-mutual-friend’s house party itching to leave the moment they stepped foot into the isolated cloud of weed and booze that seeped into their nostrils and clothing within the first ten minutes. They hadn't expected their two very separate groups of friends to somehow miraculously know each other, using the kitchen as the location for some shoddy, un-sober family reunion. 

It wasn't until one side challenged the other to billiards did Bucky and Steve locked eyes with one another, instantaneously recognizing something in the way seafoam green meeting bright baby blue made them feel an immediate pull towards each other. Maybe it was Steve's a-little-too-big flannel, a-little-too-tight khakis, and soft blond hair shining in every shade of gold in the mixture of ever-changing LEDs and sporadically-placed table lamps. Or, maybe it was Bucky's slim, dark denim jeans hugging every muscle in the thickest thighs Steve’s ever seen, completed with a black T-shirt, leather bomber jacket, and messy ponytail with loose threads of chocolate hair that framed Bucky's face perfectly. Steve felt his Adam’s apple bob every time those strands fell perfectly into place when Bucky leaned just a little too forward onto the table to aim his pool cue, biceps fighting against leather as he lined up his shot. 

Steve about snapped his stick in half when Bucky’s eyes flicked up to his as he jerked the pool cue, sinking two solids in at once. Steve’s pants tightened on the spot.

Steve, however, sought revenge– and got it, too– when he was the one to sink a stripe, then another, and another. Bucky’s eyes darkened, a smirk ghosting his lips at the challenge and his very attractive, very worthy opponent. 

Bodies ganged up in cheers and chants as the two tangoed with their pool cues, taking riskier and riskier moves. Bucky took a shot behind his back. Steve made one over his shoulders. Each time, one would look to the other a millisecond before taking a shot as if silently seeking approval and finding it in the dragging of one’s tongue slowly along their teeth (Bucky) or in the raising of a cocky brow and biting one’s lip (Steve.) 

When the 8-ball was pocketed, shots passed from hand to hand through the crowd to quench the palpable tension in the basement air. Laughter and cheering erupted, echoing off the wood paneled walls. Downing another shot, Steve side-eyed Bucky as sour vodka dripped down his chin. His brow twitched when Bucky’s gaze flitted to the stairs then back to Steve– signaling, asking, begging. Steve’s sideways grin and reddening cheeks were all the ‘yes’ Bucky needed. 

And so, as Bucky bites down onto Steve’s swollen bottom lip and releases in a painfully slow drag of his teeth, Steve is the first to break their shared silence.

“Ah– f-fuck, oh my God,” he pants, pawing at anything his hands can reach at this point.

“Fuck is right,” Bucky hisses against Steve’s neck as he nips the tender skin. “You up for a challenge, baby?” Bucky ruts up against Steve’s palm, swallowing a moan when the friction rubs in just the right way against his cock’s swollen, covered head. Steve’s heart goes into a frenzy. The liquid courage coursing in his veins kicks in.

“Got you up against a door now, don’t I?” Steve challenges as his teeth graze Bucky’s cheek. 

“Only if y’keep me here,” Bucky breathes, leaning his forehead against Steve’s. He pauses, taking in the macroscopic details of Steve’s reddened face. “I’ll make ya a deal.”

Steve smirks. “What kinda deal, hm?” His palm pushes further into Bucky’s erection, prompting an uncontrollable twitch and rumble of a swallowed groan. He’s got what Bucky needs and he needs what Bucky’s got. 

“You–” Bucky kisses him again, desperate, “get on your knees–” another kiss, “so I–” another, “can admire th’ view.”

Steve's eyes widen. His pants feel like a goddamn tent as Bucky kisses him once more, smacking his lips upon release. He cups Steve’s face, thumb rubbing gently over the blond’s swollen lips.

“If you do a good job, I’ll pay ya back in full.”

Steve drops to his knees in an instant. 

Bucky guides him with coos and ‘good boy’s as he undoes his belt and tosses it into the tub. Face to face with the daunting zipper, Steve glances back up at Bucky, Adam’s apple bobbing. Bucky softens, hand sliding from Steve’s messy blond mop to his chin, tilting him up. 

“First time?” 

Steve’s already-red face saturates deeper. He nods reluctantly, eyes flitting away from Bucky’s in embarrassment. Bucky scoffs a laugh and forces Steve’s gaze back to him; he’s careful to be gentle, but still firm. 

“I’ll help ya, baby. I’ll coach you through it.”

Steve’s bottom lip quivers. He shifts on his knees. “Y-you sure? ‘m sorry, I–”

“Don’t you dare apologize,” Bucky commands, shaking Steve’s chin the tiniest bit. His smile falters as he bites down on his lip from the strain. “I’ll do anything if it means getting those pretty pink lips on my cock.”

Steve instantly sits up straighter. Bucky’s hand snakes back into Steve’s hair while the other unzips the front of his jeans ever-so-slowly. Steve can’t help but feel his fucking mouth water as he takes up the task of shakily unbuttoning the denim, releasing Bucky from the prison of his pants. Steve feels himself grow harder as he’s met with sleek, black Calvin Kleins conforming perfectly to Bucky’s hips, the front tents with tension from his throbbing cock begging for release. The branded white waistband shields a deep, carved ‘V’ leading up to the ghost of softened abs underneath the hem of Bucky’s t-shirt.

Steve swears he must be fucking dead– this must be heaven.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

Steve falters as his eyes flit up to Bucky, catching a sultry, cocky wink thrown his way before focusing entirely back onto the task at hand. He wipes his clammy palms on the thighs of his khakis before sliding them up Bucky’s concrete thighs– both of which he’s very certain would crush his skull and he would be thankful– and hooking tender fingers onto the waistband. Adam’s apple bobbing, breath held, mouth watering, Steve peels the Calvins down and off Bucky, releasing the most mouth-watering, ecstasy-inducing, biggest fucking dick he’s ever seen in his entire life. 

Fuck. It’s the first dick he’s ever seen in his entire life. Aside from porn tapes and sleazy zines, that is. Bucky can’t help but puff his chest out, smirk widening, grip tightening onto the short length of Steve’s hair, prouder and hornier than he was before his pants came off.

“Told ya t’ take a picture, baby.”

Steve looks up at Bucky with hands still gripping onto his Calvins before dropping them to the floor. With a shaky sigh, he slides closer to Bucky’s leaking head glistening in the shoddy bathroom lighting. Fingers travel up Bucky’s thighs as fingernails gently dig into the oh-so-sensitive part of soft skin, sending a shiver up Bucky’s spine. His palm hits the base of his cock, wrapping around the base of it while his other hand gently takes Bucky’s sack. Stiff and at the ready, Steve leans closer and closer until the dripping wet, eagerly reddened tip hits his lips, poking through and sliding onto an awaiting tongue. Bucky groans and hits the door with a free fist. 

“F-f-fuck– oh my– fucking Christ–!” 

Curses and praises rain down on Steve as he obeys Bucky’s hips thrusting gently into his warm mouth. Steve’s tongue swirls around Bucky’s head as he starts to bob, setting the starting tempo and matching Bucky’s movements. His fist around the base tightens, sending more blood into his cock, in turn sending Bucky careening into the back of Steve’s throat. Steve sucks in, choking on Bucky’s cock and savoring every second of it. Tears brim his eyes as he slowly pulls back, drool dripping out his mouth and covering Bucky, who’s fist in Steve’s hair pulls at just the right angle, sending an uncontrollable moan up and out of Steve’s hoarse throat. 

He wipes his mouth and dives back in. 

“Fuck, Steve, I–”

The sound of his name spilling out of Bucky in a desperate call only motivates him and his own dick more than ever. Lips, tongue, and teeth graze over Bucky’s head as Steve bobs quicker this time around. Lips pucker around the shaft as he pumps and bobs simultaneously, undoing Bucky from the way his knees buckle against the back of the bathroom door. A guttural moan vibrates out from Bucky’s chest to his limbs, reaching Steve as he picks up the pace.

Steve nestles his mouth at the base of Bucky’s cock before fanning his tongue out across the girth and licking a wet stripe all the way up to the head, actively (and almost) killing Bucky. With both of Bucky’s fists raking desperately through his hair, both of Steve’s hands migrate once more, wrapping around Bucky and squeezing every ounce of precum out of his swollen red tip. Steve takes the opportunity to look up at Bucky for the first time and nearly ruins his own pants at the sight above him. 

Sweat-stuck hair frames Bucky’s panting, desperate face. His once-indigo eyes are no more, swallowed by lust-blow black pupils and fluttering eyelids; his Adam’s apple bobs hysterically, caught in a hurricane of pure pleasure and the pain of having to– needing to– restrain himself. His cheeks burn pink as shadows bury themselves in the crevices of his features. If Steve didn’t know any better, he fucking swears Bucky looks like a stolen work of art from the Louvre itself.

Bucky swallows, parting his lips ever-so-slightly. “Don’t stop– ’m so fuckin’ close, Stevie.”

The nickname snaps Steve out of his trance, the scene above him more than enough motivation to finish the job and finish it well.

Sore, puckered lips engulf Bucky’s swollen cock as Steve works at twisting both his hands in opposite directions, pumping and squeezing as he sucks and bobs to the rhythm of Bucky’s hips. His pace quickens, as does Bucky’s breathing. Neck muscles tighten and biceps strain as Steve feels his jaw beginning to lock. The back of his throat is numb from endorphins and adrenaline. He feels Bucky’s entire body freeze and instinctively removes his hands, reaching around and grabbing onto Bucky’s ass, pushing him into the deepest part of his throat just as Bucky finally releases. Hot ropes of cum shoot down Steve’s throat as he continues to gently suck, coaxing every single drop out of Bucky. His tongue laps at the excess spilling over his molars and swallows, making Bucky twitch and curse all over again.

The two of them are connected, forever a part of one another in this moment and the next; both are intertwined through body and soul, whether they might know it now, or not. Regardless, they are each other's firsts, whether they know it (Bucky) or not (Steve.) A trophy to keep in the back of their minds. A memory that makes them lie awake in bed at night with the ghost of a smirk on their lips.

Bucky, now fantastically ruined, allows his body to give out and slides down the length of the door, crumpling in a pleasure-drunken heap on the floor with his legs outstretched in front of him. His eyes don’t leave Steve’s, who is now sitting opposite of him, gagging and swallowing as he rests against the front cabinets of the bathroom vanity. His hair sticks up in different tufts, remnants of Bucky’s grabby hands. His face is the reddest Bucky’s ever seen. He feels his dick fucking twitch again. 

In echoing pants, both silently agree on two things: 1. how good the cool tile feels beneath their fingers, and 2. how they won’t acknowledge the fogged-up bathroom mirror. 

“Wow,” Bucky breathlessly utters. He cards a clammy hand through stringy hair, dropping it lazily into his lap.

Steve nods, swallowing again. “Wow.”

Bucky blinks. His eyes finally focus and follow from his own lap to his outstretched legs, to Steve’s folded knees and used, swollen face. He stares, taking everything in while he climbs down from the high. A smirk ghosts Steve's lips as he meets Bucky’s gaze. 

“What?” Bucky questions. 

“Wish I could take a picture,” Steve answers. Bucky snorts and shakes his head.

“Might as well. Hang it on the fridge or somethin’ for how good you did.”

Steve perks up. “I… did a good job?”

Bucky smiles, eyes wandering to the ceiling to avoid blushing more than he already is. He ultimately comes back to Steve before nodding. “Yeah. You did,” he smiles at Steve. “More than good.”

Steve feigns disbelief. “More than good?”

“Some would say great, even. Five star service.”

Steve scoffs a laugh. “Some?”

“Some being me, myself, and I.”

The two titter a moment more before another comfortable silence falls between them. Steve watches Bucky a second more before shifting to his knees again. Slowly, carefully, he crawls towards Bucky, closing the few feet of distance between them in seconds. Bucky sits up against the door and spreads his legs open, welcoming Steve between them, ignoring his semi-hard cock as it continues twitching. Steve stops inches from Bucky as the air shifts. Steve, still on all fours, peels his clammy hand from the tile and rests it on Bucky’s cheek, carding a couple fingers into his hair for good measure. He can hear Bucky’s heart beating, which he (correctly) assumes Bucky can probably hear his, as well, pounding against the marrow bars of his rib cage.

Seafoam green meets bright baby blue as Steve gently pulls Bucky closer. Soft lips meet one stubbled cheek, and then the other, before Steve pulls back as if to peer straight into Bucky’s soul. 

And Bucky is okay with that.

“Thank you,” Steve says.

“No, thank you.”

“You can thank me later like ya said.” Steve smirks. Bucky smiles. 

“That can be arranged.”

Finally, Steve pulls Bucky into him. Lips crash together once more, this time the hunger is replaced by lust and gratitude. It feels genuine. It feels right. Everything feels right. 

As Bucky leans more into the kiss, with his hands cupping Steve’s burning cheeks, a loud BANG BANG BANG kills any and all goodness within the bathroom that existed just second prior. The two flinch in each other’s arms as they scramble up and off the floor, frantically trying to find clothes and fix hair. 

“Yo! Buck? You in there? We’re fuckin’ leavin’, dude!” A voice calls from the other side.

Panic flashes over Bucky’s face as Steve hands him his belt. “Uh, yeah! Be right out!” 

“Well hurry the fuck up! Natasha’s getting grabby!”

Bucky and Steve listen for footsteps to recede before sharing a sigh of relief as they continue to clean up. 

“Why does Natasha get grabby?” Steve asks playfully, eliciting a louder laugh from Bucky now that they didn’t have to be totally silent any longer.

“Too much tequila. The girl can handle her booze but not without fatal consequences.”

Steve snorts at the thought. “Can’t say I blame her,” he winks. 

Bucky rolls his eyes and snorts back. “Me neither,” he smirks. 

As Bucky goes to grab the doorknob, Steve grabs his shoulder.

“Wait, I–” he starts. His cheeks bloom into a hues of pink again as he sheepishly looks at the floor. “Can I get your number?”

Bucky smiles and feels around his pockets for something, fishing a sharpie out from his jacket pocket. “Gimme your arm.” 

Steve obeys, offering his left arm to Bucky’s awaiting hand. Bucky cradles him as the sharpie drags across his skin, leaving behind a series of numbers large– and legible– enough to read. Steve pulls his arm back and analyzes the new temporary tattoo, committing each digit to memory in case something egregious happens to his arm from now until he gets home. He notices the area code and looks curiously back up to Bucky, who caps the marker and shoves it back into another pocket. 

“Bucky! C’mon, man! No, Natasha!” the voice calls again from the living room. 

Bucky gives Steve one last peck on the cheek before turning on his heel and striding down the hallway, leaving Steve standing in the threshold of the still-steamy bathroom with messy hair, a missing flannel, and a phone number inked onto his skin. The smile plastered on his face refuses to leave.

[island-ofthelost]

Since it's 🏳️‍🌈✨💅pride month💅✨🏳️‍🌈

do y'all wanna hear some of the queer representation/characters I'll be adding in Island of the Lost?

Reblog/reply with your answer!

Also, happy Juneteenth.

[ch4tk4t]

Pride month is already over...(2/2)

PART ONE - HERE

Today's LGBTQ+ superhero comics character: Rachel Summers aka Phoenix aka Mother Askani aka Prestige aka too many d*mn aliases (I stuck to those I remember from the top of my head)

Needs: I struggle to think up something she needs... More gay? Always can use more gay.

Qualifications: Bi inter dimensional celestial avatar mutie Queen 💅

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Today's LGBTQ+ superhero comics character: Remy Lebeau aka Gambit aka Zaddy "I MURDER in a crop-top" Lebeau (guess which one I made up 🤣)

Needs: Mon ami! Gambit needs ONE thing, and she's called Anna Marie, chère. Aside from that, Gambit don't need NOTHING.

Qualifications: Bi sex icon mutie zaddy (seriously, he's GREAT with kids, like, breed me already, sir. Oh that's right, you're fictional, like my womb😮‍💨)

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Today's LGBTQ+ superhero comics character: Elisabeth Braddock aka Betsy aka Psylocke aka Captain Britain

Needs: Nothing. I'm in love with her new status in the Marvel Universe. Keep it going Marvel. No notes.

Qualifications: Bi ex-ninja inter dimensional protector

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Today's LGBTQ+ superhero comics character: Irene Adler aka Destiny aka Kurt's second biological moooom suck it Azazel 😁

Needs: The Krakoa era already took care of her needs. It would have been cool if a woman was allowed to seem old, but hey 🤷🏽‍♀️

Qualifications: Lesbian mutie freedom fighter

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Today's LGBTQ+ superhero comics character: Harleen Quinzel aka Harley Quinn aka Yes, as you can see I'm aware of DC characters as well

Needs: For birds of prey the movie to be accepted as the classic it is, I will die on that hill. Don't even get me started.

Qualifications: Bi (although I'd debate she's a previously closeted lesbian)

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Today's LGBTQ+ superhero comics character: Cooper Cohen aka Web Weaver

Needs: A f*cking ongoing. Like yesterday. The fact it hasn't been done yet should be considered a criminal offense.

Qualifications: Super flamboyant and stylish gay dude

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Today's LGBTQ+ superhero comics character: Charlotte Webber aka Sun-Spider

Needs: Also a ongoing. Can't believe SPIDER-BOY got one before her. Like, wtf.

Qualifications: Badass disabled lesbian

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Today's LGBTQ+ superhero comics character: Felicia Hardy aka Black Cat

Needs: Tough question... More gay? Never too much gay. Seriously though, she already kinda DOPE.

Qualifications: Bi cat burglar. Be gay, do crimes 💅

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Today's LGBTQ+ superhero comics character: Karolina Dean aka Lucy in the Sky aka LSD (Yes, really)

Needs: For the Runaways comics to go on forever. Like, really. Not a joke.

Qualifications: Bi alien princess. Also she's a litteral rainbow alien 🏳️‍🌈

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Bonus round:

Today's LGBTQ+ superhero comics character: Gwen Stacy aka Ghost Spider aka Spider-Gwen

Needs: For the spidercels to let our gurl go, she's OURS now. Also Sony, admit she's trans already, you COWARDS.

Qualifications: Trans gurl. Bite me Spidercels 🖕

PRIDE MONTH MAY BE OVER, BUT WE ARE ETERNAL, HAPPY FOREVER PRIDE Y'ALL !!!!

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[fervency-if]

Happy pride! And let me brag: pride month is also my birthday month. 💅🏳️‍🌈

Oh, that makes two of us! Happy Pride, and happy early (?) birthday!

[amber-acrylic]

you look really nice!!! (also somehow exactly how i envisioned you lol!!) happy pride <3 💅🌈🏳️‍🌈✨🔥💪👍😊

thank you so much!!! You're so sweet wtf 🧡🧡🧡

And happy pride babey! 🌈🌈🌈

[anar-k3y]

Soooo... I'ma post ship headcanons

You guys can ask for ships for me to make headcanons on (including x reader ones)

Nightmare sans x Cross sans

God these two are a mess together

Cross just likes being a good knight to Nightmare and Nightmare loves having someone run to his every need

The simp in Cross is so happy with Nightmare

Cross does practically everything for his king

Nightmare treats Cross onto special dates

Like candle lit dinners

Cross gets so flustered over them or anything small

They just fluster him so much

Nightmare uses it to his advantage

Dust x Horror

God I love these two

They are amazing together

Dust has problems eating and Horror makes him feel comfortable enough to eat

Dust is... Protective

But Horror's used to it

Dust being scared of insects

Horror loves them

But he decided to not keep any because he loves Dust

Dust goes to Horrortale with Horror to see his brother

Even if it hurts to see someone like his own brother in such a condition

Dust also has panic attacks because of Phantom(Ghost papyrus he sees)

And Horror is the only one that calms him

Lust x Dance

THESE TWO ARE QUEER AND LOUDLY HERE

they walked into a gay club together and just stole the dance floor

They are the most prideful fuckers

They go to pride events together in the most gay drag outfits and do make up- LUST does the makeup on the baby queers while doing a fashion show for them, Dance showing the kiddos to dance

These two are the "are they dating or are they just VERY close friends?" or "those two have been roommate's for 20 year's now…"

They love each other and usually just pop into each other's work with iced coffee, everyone loves them

Except homophobic bishes

But we don't care about them 💅🏳️‍🌈

[zukos-tiny-burnt-ear]

I posted 3,130 times in 2022

That's 3,130 more posts than 2021!

46 posts created (1%)

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Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 337 of my posts in 2022

#atla - 46 posts

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#art - 32 posts

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#rokei - 30 posts

#zuko - 27 posts

#atla oc - 23 posts

#fan art - 23 posts

#atla fanart - 20 posts

#aang - 6 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#also once i saw a post claiming that they thought zhao was betrothed to azula and they thought that was a conclusion everyone had jumped to

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Listen i know this has been done dozens of times before but i just really wanted to do ine myself lolol

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#4

I call this one 💅🏳️‍🌈 lord and his hunk boyfriend

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#3

Tribute to the moon spirit yue

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33 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

#2

Happy pride, everyone look at my atla pride headcanons

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My #1 post of 2022

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41 notes - Posted March 16, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

[shu-sakamaki]

IM BACK 😃😃😃😃😃

I know that its the time when people are graduating or having their finals so good luck to everyone, congrats to everyone who got graduated and/or had great results and for the ones who failed this year, it's okay you can always do it again next year, you got this ! Also, happy pride month to all the beautiful people, this is our month, time to celebrate !!! ❤🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

I wanted to share some body headcanons about Shuu because rejet didn't draw him nipples (immad) and admin is queen so headcanons, periodpurr 💅💅

- Shuu is beautiful we all know that and his beauty is INTIMIDATING, when he walk in the room people can't stop to stare at him because of how magnificent he is, even strangers and it's actually kinda annoying going somewhere with him and everyone is just staring at your man with their jaws on the floor.

- He really has the most gentle face ever created, his skin look really soft and dewy (and it's probably soft) he truly looks like an angel who try to hide between the mortals, sir look like he's about to give you a blessing (ah, the irony)

- I want to dwell on his eyes, so here we go. Shuu has the prettiest eyes of the family (dis ma opinion) not only he have a nice azure color who reminds people of a nice blue sky in summer or a blue topaz but his eye shape is so pretty, like really large almond shaped eyes, surrounded by a halo of thick and long blonde lashes and his eyes are luminous, he have the Komorebi Effect (Japanese expression meaning " for the sunlight as it filters through the trees" I see you mister light-catcher).

- He have a straight nose and it's the feature that stands out the less when he's in front of you but the most when you look at his profile , he may have a slight bump on his nose and it's a little pointier on the end(European nose coming thruuu) you just want to *boop* (I also headcanon him as doing a really cute nose scrunch when he's disguted or uncomfy but it's for another day)

- Moving on to his lips, his lips are not the biggest but they're not thin either and I imagine him with his lower lip being bigger and more pigmented while his top lip is longer and thinner. Also his lips are more of a purple/dark red-ish than pink because he's cold and unalive but there is still a tint of light color on the middle of his mouth. He have a deep cupid bow and the sides of his top lip are upturned which participate in giving him this cat-like and seductive look on his face. (And the smirk omg)

- the JAWLINE, he definitely have a chiseled "S" jawline (like the rest of his brothers lol) and you just want to *nom nom* on it especially when he walks and his *bouncy* hair is slowly touching the top of his jaw

- His Adam's apple is reallyyyyy prominent, just don't stare too much when he's swallowing something or he's gonna see you and bully you for the rest of your existence

-Big ass shoulder™️, they are really wide and muscular, he can probably carry a country on those, who knows and VISIBLE collarbones !!!! AND if he played violin consistently for a long time when he was young, that could also explain his wide shoulders.

- HE HAVE BACK DIMPLES. His back and torso are also muscular as hell but the thing is that Shuu is on the skinnier side and because he wears large clothes so you don't really expect him to be ripped (he is me saw), he possess really fine muscles (but don't make him angry he can crack skulls 😟). And it's pretty canon that Shuu is muscular because his mother made him train for years so he must probably know how to handle swords, bows and a whole bunch of weapons. ( and he got pink nipples don't fight me)

- Him and Reiji have thin waistline (thanks to Beatrix) but Shuu's is smaller because I headcanons him as slightly skinnier than Reiji (he's still stronger tho), so Shuu have slights and a lil bit noticeable indent in each side of his lil waist (perfect for someone's arms)

- We ain't calling him Daddy Long Legs for nun' he's like 80% legs and they are long and skinny but not so thin that it's disproportionate to his upper body his thighs and calves are also toned (and nice to look at) and he have the hollow along the length of his calves when your tense your muscles. His buttcheeks 🤌🤌🤌, firm, soft, finger-licking good and they bounce when you slap them. (Don't slap it unless he loves you and you know him really well the last bride who tried haven't been found yet)

(Now I ain't gon' talk about the little man between his thighs because yall need to discover it I'm not "unpacking" that yet 🤣)

I am done, have a great day everyone (or a good night) wish you all the best mwah

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((SEE! SEE!!! YOU GET IT!!!!! ALSO!!!!!!!!! Your comments are also what make these 500% times BETTER. I laughed at the bride one but also felt sorry for her! IS UNFAIR THE BOY HAS SUCH A SLAPABLE ASS AND WE ARE ALLOWED TO IT! HAHAHA!))

((I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!

[*putting red lipstick cause of my Lips color comments*]

((BAHAHA POOR SHU))

Don't "Poor Shu" me now...

[*clean the excessive color off*] [*kissu kissu to spread the color*]

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[*happy*]