#and that you're having a great week!

[unclewaynemunson]

( 🥐 anon )

hiii ! how are youu? :D

i have a little funny thing for ya;

drunk steddie arguing about who is gayer that who while robin drives them back from a party.

yaaayy thank you for this fun prompt! I'm sorry it took me a while to get to it, but i hope you like a very annoying drunk steddie and a sober robin who unfortunately has to deal with that :)

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'This is fucking scary,' Steve whispers into Eddie's ear – but drunk Steve whispers at a volume that's somehow way louder than his regular voice.

'Do you not trust my driving skills, Steven?' Robin asks, shooting Steve a glance through the rearview mirror; he and Eddie are a chaotic tangle of limbs on the backseat, their hands on each other's legs and Eddie's head resting against Steve's shoulder, his wild curls hiding half of Steve's face from view. She got her license only two weeks ago, but she's actually pretty confident in her driving skills. Steve's the one who taught her, after all.

'Course he doesn't,' Eddie answers for him. 'You're gay. Gays can't drive. 'S common knowledge.'

'Hey!' Steve exclaims. 'I'm gay, too, and I can drive very well!'

'Guess you're not gay enough, then,' Eddie offers.

Steve gasps as if Eddie has offended him right to his bones.

'I am gay!' he shouts out. 'And you know it, baby.'

Robin flashes another quick glance in the rearview mirror to see how Steve leans even closer into Eddie's space, lips dramatically pouting forward, making a grossly exaggerated kissing sound.

'Nope!' she yells to get his attention. 'No makeout sessions on my backseat, you know the rules, don't even think about it.'

'But Robbieeee.'

Steve always gets like this when he's drunk: whiny and needy and clingy. It's cute, but also kind of annoying sometimes. Mostly, it's cute when it's directed at Robin and annoying when Eddie is the object of his neediness.

'I need to prove to Eddie how gay I am.'

Eddie scoffs. 'I'm much gayer than you anyway, Stevie.'

Where drunk Steve is clingy and needy, drunk Eddie always has to turn everything in a goddamn competition. Robin rolls her eyes, but can't entirely suppress a smile creeping onto her face. She loves those two dinguses way too much to actually be annoyed.

'That's not true!' Steve says.

'Yeah, it is,' Eddie counters. 'You're better at driving than me. And I slept with more dudes.'

'Yeah but I am wearing makeup right now.'

'So? I wear nailpolish and eyeliner, you only wear lipgloss.'

'That doesn't count, you wear them to be metal, not to be gay.'

'You like girls though, and I don't.'

'Are you saying you're a misa- miso- misigi-'

'Misogynist?' Robin supplies for him.

'That.'

'If that makes me win at being gay, then yes,' Eddie deadpans.

'What if I... show you just how gay I am when we get home?' Steve whispers at his obnoxiously loud drunk-whisper volume.

'Nope!' Robin shouts before Eddie can even say anything. 'There will be none of that, I'll be in the goddamn room with you, don't you dare!'

'Did you hear that?' Steve keeps whispering. 'Robin's homophobic!'

'Buckley...' Eddie leans forward and lays a hand on her shoulder. 'You can drive, and you're homophobic. We're revoking your gay rights. You're straight now.'

'Ha! So I'm gayer than Robbie?' Steve asks.

Eddie chuckles, directing all his attention back to his boyfriend. 'Oh, for sure, baby. I'm still the gayest, though.'

[mellosdrawings]

Oh love your losers forever number 2 group doodles. Seeing the doodles, I realized Leona and Vil are together longer than with Jamil.

Well, even on the off-chance that they weren't already dating before, they've still known each other for a while longer, while Jamil was off in his corner pretending to be mid and trying not to attract attention.

In both cases, Leona and Vil would already have their own habits/banter and Jamil, who is barely getting used to standing out and competing against "higher status" people, would take more time to feel comfortable.

(I have paragraphs of potential dynamics between those three, I could talk about them for hours haha)

[thestarswhim]

So this tweet made a real good point and got me thinking about this scene:

As mentioned in their tweet, "you don't 'beg for mercy' for a job," and here he sounds so scared and desperate, like he's had to do this A LOT before with the directors and it's so... sad.

(more under the cut)

Before he finds out the truth about Eden, he believed they saved him from his former life and gave him new opportunities to continue his dreams, but do you think having to needlessly beg to keep your position as literally being the face of Eden out of fear you'll be replaced and thrown right back out to your old life is a so called dream come true?

Eden even made a trailer for a movie about his life to fame, showing how everyone was rejecting him as a person, which they definitely made it more simplified like I KNOW he was getting way worse treatment than what was shown.

My main point is that despite believing in Eden's motives (before knowing the truth), he still wasn't truly happy deep down. He was STILL getting rejected and slandered by society, and he knew that deep down, so it's not surprising how the possibility of him losing his job made him have a whole breakdown and do the things he did to try and cope.

He quite literally has no one to lean to and hasn't had anyone since showing up to Eden besides the directors (because he probably believed they were treating him fairly and with respect), but... yeah.

He wanted to make a difference, to give hope to hybrids, and he thought he was doing just that. Despite the way the directors and everyone thought of him, despite how alone he felt, he still thought he was achieving his dreams and sharing that onto others

and yet... he was being used this entire time. None of it was true, all the hard work and the things he went through was for nothing.

Everything that Eden has done, and he was the face of it all... it's just devastating.

[cattimeswithjellie]

The First Rule

So just a reminder to everybody: the first rule of Hermitcraft fandom on any platform is DO NOT BE AN ASSHOLE TO THE HERMITS!

I will repeat it for anyone who was skimming the first time.

DO NOT BE AN ASSHOLE TO THE HERMITS!

I'm not sure why this is so hard for some people, especially on Twitter and Reddit, but we on Tumblr are not immune either. The Hermits are people and they are artists and they are entertainers. They are not your punching bags, their are not your parasocial therapists, and they are not mouthpieces for your political causes! Using them for any of these things is NOT OKAY.

The mental health of all the Hermits would probably be improved if they could just go completely private on their social media, only engage with their real-life friends and people they like, but they can't. Social media engagement is required for their work. That means that bellying up to the comment section and demanding they agree with your political opinions is like doing that to the barista at your coffeeshop while they're trying to pull you an espresso. It's totally inappropriate, it's bullying (especially in large numbers) and it's not going to get you what you want, if what you want is good Hermitcraft.

If you want to strike on your blog, that's fine. If you want to try and have nuanced political discussions on a format that only rewards lightning-fast bite size takes, no matter how bad they are, go for it. But the moment, the very instant you start badgering other people to do the same, you're wrong and you need to stop. This applies _especially_ when you know that the people you're badgering are reliant upon their social media for their livelihood. Nobody ever became morally good from what they do on Twitter or Reddit or Tumblr or Tiktok, but a hell of a lot of people have become worse.

[osamusriceballs]

Kinktober Day 11 <3

Tsukishima x sensory deprivation

Warnings: NSFW, fem reader

Words: ~ 1,1 k

Kinktober Masterlist II -> Next day

"Come on, just let me take off the blindfold."

You sigh and wiggle your wrists in his grasp, only for him to snicker amusedly. "I feel like you don't fully understand the concept of sensory deprivation. The blindfold is essential for this." You can hear him click his tongue at the end of the words, feigning annoyance while he answers. "I know, but isn't it enough that you're chaining my hands to the bed?" As a cue, he wraps the silky tie around your wrists, tight, but far from painful, expertly tying the knot around your hands.

"I don't think so." He squeezes your cheeks, and you try to protest but the words come out as nonsense. "Just be patient for me. Can you do that?" You feel him shift his weight on the bed, his lips now at the shell of your ear when he whispers the words. A shiver runs down your spine and you quickly nod- maybe a bit too eager because he is quick to release a mocking snort.

You hold your breath when you feel his hands on your body, his thumbs rubbing the material of your blouse above your collarbones. Goosebumps form on your skin, his touch warm when his knuckles brush against the swell of your breast as he starts to unbutton the fabric. His hands roam around your stomach, to the cage of your ribs, just barely grazing along the fabric of your bra as soon as he has finished unbuttoning your blouse. Anticipation rushes through you, your body ever so sensitive to all of his touches while you tried to predict where he is going to touch you next. No words are exchanged when you feel him pulling back, leaving the bed for good.

"Kei?" you ask hesitantly, hearing him shuffle around and arranging some things. "Hmm? You good there?"

"Yes- but come back, Kei. Don't make me wait." You know that you sound desperate, but you can stop replaying different scenarios in your mind when you're tied to the bed like this. He clearly enjoys seeing you go crazy with anticipation. A few more moments of him arranging and rearranging stuff that feel like an eternity to you while you can't see, and you feel his weight dipping down the mattress again.

He's close.

You can't see him, but you can feel him. Feel his presence right next to you, his even and deep breaths, his smell- all of your other senses seem to tell you that he's close. Your body jolts when you suddenly feel his breath on your neck, softly breathing against your skin. "You look so pretty like this." A ragged breath escapes your lips at his words, the sudden softness in his tone adding to the intimacy of the moment.

A sudden cold sensation on your bare stomach makes you squirm. You hadn't noticed that his hands have been busied with something else, and when he presses it harder against you, you whine, feeling the cold wetness drip down to your navel. It lingers a few more moments on your skin, causing you to gasp at the freezing sensation, goosebumps forming on your skin already. You hear an almost metallic sound when the coolness disappears and he puts something away.

"Ok. Tell me what that was." His voice sounds teasing, a smirk adorning his lips for sure. "An ice cube," you reply, trying to sound neutral and put together. "Hmm, really good. I think you deserve a little reward for getting this one right." His lips travel down your collarbones, softly sucking and nibbling on your skin, causing your head to fall back and your toes to curl. His fingers hook into the cups of your bra and pull the fabric down, just enough to free your tits. His tongue softly glides over one of your hard buds, swirling and sucking just enough to make you clench your legs. He pulls back way too soon, your other nub aching for attention too. "Can you guess what's this too?" A soft and light sensation meets your neck, moving along your jaw and down your throat.

You wiggle even more in the ties when the tickling sensation doesn't stop, the soft caress going down to your collarbones, sending shivers down your spine when you can't anticipate where he'd touch you next. "And?" He sounds smug at this point, clearly satisfied when he sees how much you squirm.

"A feather." You sound breathless for sure, but it's simply the effect of the feather now tracing along your exposed breast and moving down your stomach. "You're so good at this, darling."

You ball your hands into fists when he brings his lips to your chest again, replacing the feather with his lips and giving your nipple a soft bite. "Kei-" the sensation so unexpected to you that you moan his name, the sound echoing through the room in a way that makes you burn in embarrassment. "Hmm, what is it?" he answers with his lips still attached to your skin, his voice barely a whisper in the room. "Feels good." Your head is thrown back into the pillows, your back arching your chest into his mouth.

"I'm sure it does." He pulls back, much to your disdain. "Are you ready for the next one?" Tsukishma moves further down, your body jolting when his hands open the button of your pants, slowly pulling them down your legs. You shiver when you're basically lying in front of him in your underwear, a hot wave of need rushing through your body when he hooks his fingers in the hem of your panties. Heat rises to your cheeks when he removes your panties as well, not saying anything, instead, you're only met with nerve-wrecking silence.

"Kei? What are you-" a surprised moan leaves your lips when you feel a soft sensation between your legs- his lips without a doubt, pressing kisses to your already wet folds. Your muscles tense and you involuntarily try to reach for his head, only to be restricted by the tie. His tongue licks along your folds, his nose brushing against your clit, and he has you moaning his name with these few touches already already. The wet noises of his kisses fill the room, your breaths uneven when he pushes his tongue unexpectedly in your entrance. "Oh god- Kei- so good-" you whine when he picks up his pace, licking inside of you with no mercy until he has your thighs clenching around his head. "Yeah? What feels good`? Tell me, darling. Can you guess?"

"Your tongue-" you whine when he rewards you with extra attention to your clit, sucking on the sensitive nub and toying with it with his tongue. Your body is burning from his touches already, eager for more, eager for him to fuck you like this-

"You're so good at this." He presses one last kiss to your pussy, and you feel his weight shifting on the mattress, knowing exactly what he will do next when you hear him fumble with his belt.

"I think you deserve another reward."

[fictionadventurer]

Have I mentioned lately that creating AUs is the most fun thing ever? You get to take a story you love and then mash it against another type of story you love and fit all their pieces together like they're a jigsaw puzzle. You get to find all the unexpected points of similarity where the stories fit together really well, and see the places where their differences change and make commentary on the original stories/genres in really interesting ways.

And then once you fit the pieces together, you get to look at the new world you've made and see how these characters in this specific world have different conflicts and explore new themes, and you get to play with another level of puzzles as you figure out what this means for this story.

It's the most fun ever. It's my favorite game.

[ra-vio]

I miss nier. I have to watch the automata anime

[canisalbus]

I noticed you've been making more art of Machete and Vasco after they met again as adults - is this canon? Do they get to rekindle their friendship after all, or is it still brief and bittersweet? (I love your characters and art, btw!)

Thank you! I'm glad you like them!

It's canon, I believe. After their confusing and apprehensive friends-to-lovers involvement ended in their early 20's, their paths end up crossing again unexpectedly in their mid 30's and things gradually grow from there.

[biblically-accurate-dca]

KILL!!!!!!!!!

[amelia-yap]

collab w/ @astertimberwolf! we did this all over the place lmao, but they mostly did the lineart and me with the coloring!!

[ravencromwell]

The poem evokes human greatness and human vulnerability. People are “godlike” in their courage and skill, but even the greatest mortals fall and clutch the dust between their bloody fingers. The beautiful word minunthadios , “short-lived,” is used of both Achilles and Hector, and applies to all of us. We die too soon, and there is no adequate recompense for the terrible, inevitable loss of life. Yet through poetry, the words, actions, and feelings of some long-ago brief lives may be remembered even three thousand years later.

--Emily Wilson's introduction to the Iliad

[stormyoceans]

Since same-sex marriage is approved in Thailand, is it possible that Papang and Podd will play the role of daddies? A quiet series of male single parents who fall in love and eventually get married and live with their children. Support role is played by Guy and Pepper, friends of Papang and Podd, who, despite the chemistry and tension, cannot become an official couple in any way, although everyone around them knows that they love each other.

AND WHEN I SAY PODDPAPANG WITH CHOKUN PLAYING FATHERS AND SON FOR GMMTV 2025 THEN WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!

ngl my absolute favorite kind of genre for a quadrumvirate series will probably always be the buddie cop one, but a slice of life where on one hand there are poddpapang trying to navigate married life and figure out how to take care of a teenage son, while on the other there are guypepper who have been friends for years but have fundamentally different views on love and so decided to ignore whatever there could be between them????????? IMMA NEED EVERYONE TO PULL UP AT MY HOUSE IN 5 FOR THE MASS MANIFESTATION PARTY IM ABOUT TO THROW WE'RE GONNA MAKE THIS HAPPEN WITH THE SHEER POWER OF CLOWNERY AND DELUSION

like i know a lot of people don't like to use the word 'old' for them because, objectively, despite all my grandma jokes, a person in their 30s is very much NOT old, but god. the way i would LOVE to have these four actors actually play their age as a friend group made entirely of queer men facing their own struggles with love. thankfully BLs aren't limited to school settings anymore and yet even when characters have jobs, most of them seem to not be allowed to get past their 20s, so i NEED a show like this. and chokun could also be used as a way to show the generational gap between queer people who have grown up in a society shunning them vs queer people who are growing up in a society that's giving them equal rights!!!!!!

not that i would really trust GMMTV with this but still. HOLDING EVERYONE IN THAT EXECUTIVE BOARD ROOM AT GUN POINT UNTIL THEY GIVE IT TO US

[kingwaino]

i don't talk about him a lot on here but a couple years ago i got a beta fish which i so sweetly named sebass-tian hamil-fin. i'd never had a fish before but at the time, since i wasn't in my apartment a lot, a fish was really the only thing i could care for. unfortunately, he passed away today.

i didn't think i'd be this upset by it because i could kind of tell over the past week or two that he wasn't doing too well. i tried my best to make him feel better but unfortunately, it wasn't enough.

i plan to go and get another fish tomorrow but i just...don't really know how to feel about it right now. he was my first fish and certainly won't be my last.

[supercantaloupe]

oh fugk guys don giovanni day is coming up. i should stream

[aeolianblues]

I'm not an extrovert. At all. In everyday life, I'm a yapper, sure, but I need someone to first assure me I am okay to yap, so I don't start conversations, even when I really want to join in sometimes! It's just the social anxiety acting up. God knows where from and why I lose a lot of my inhibitions when it comes to talking to people about music. I don't know where the confidence has suddenly sprung from. I've made a crazy amount of friends in musical circles, either just talking to people about common music or (since it is after all in music circles) talking to bands about their own music. I let out a sigh of relief any time an interaction goes well, because in truth it's going against my every instinct. I wish I could do that in everyday life

[fisheito]

SCREMS my snautsticic child he is trying ok!!!!!! one tiny snake human hybrid built from the cave-ground-up, , attempting to learn all the implicit rules of humanness?! as if it isn't already tough enough out here!!!!