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When writers/artists draw Lucifer carrying Alastor I lose all sense of reason It's beautiful and hilarious bc I wish their was a moment where Alastor short-circuits, comes back to reality and tries to struggle but Luci is STRONK and not taking his BS
Another fun one is where Lucifer sneaks into Al's coat (I am intrigued by this one I WANT A FANFIC OF IT-) that idea broke my brain because the POTENTIAL
Like Lucifer sneaking around as tiny animals asdfghjkl
I am so weak to Lucifer carrying Alastor around with ease. I have a headcanon that whenever Alastor is scooped up, by anyone, they've got about 5-10 seconds of him being too stunned to do anything before he starts biting. He just O.O because suddenly his feet are off the floor where once they were on the floor, and his brain is working to connect the dots.
Lucifer sneaking around as tiny animals is the best. One of my favorites is of him curled around Alastor's shoulders and neck as a snake. There's just something so 🤌 about it.
#I need Alastor to be scooped more often#the deer is too stunned to speak#suddenly hes in the air and he doesn't know how he got there#deer in headlights for sure#Lucifer as tiny animals is adorable and I love you#and he will definitaly still bite if pushed#asks#anon#anonymous#hazbin hotel#alastor#hazbin alastor#hazbin hotel alastor#lucifer morningstar#the radio demon#lucifer magne#hazbin lucifer#hazbin hotel lucifer#appleradio#radioapple
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Shoutout to my new hair stylist who heard me say, “I work in Queer Romance” put away her scissors and just straight up buzzed my back and sides without being asked to 😂
Also hi, if you’re the individuals who recognized me in the village, thanks for being super sweet about my outfit and sorry if I was awkward.
I was not prepared to get complimented quite so enthusiastically followed by someone doing a double take before yelling,“wait... Are you on Tumblr?!” in front of a crowd of people 😅
#pardon my face#i like your shoelaces#Pretty sure I looked like a deer in headlights#but i promise it was a nice surprise#also i really did like your piercings
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please. i need alastor with his hair up so we can see the side of his head. second set of ears or smooth flesh prairie?
#hazbin hotel#alastor#hazbin alastor#hazbin hotel alastor#alastor ears#alastor's flesh fields#bc husk has the ears on top as well#but his head is shaped like a cat and he has all the fur so it works#but alastor is mostly human shaped when he wants to be and his face head is distinctly skinful#so.#like imagine he's uncomfortable or embarrassed by it because it's *yet another* physical difference that#invites the taunts and abuse and humiliation he faced in life (and is thus very sensitive about in afterlife)#he already faces being a PREY animal of all things#so. imagine. he always ALWAYS makes sure his hair covers the side of his head. in his twisted victim mind the lack of ears makes him#Wrong and Disgusting and Untouchable and A Monster (and not in the satisfying fearful way he enjoys)#so he pushes it away. doesnt let anyone learn about his ugly disgusting mutation because surely SURELY if they saw it...#he could lose everything he's worked so hard for. because who would fear him? who would respect him? who would bother looking in his#direction? he would just be another lowlife Freak undeserving of love and attention and— well#thats what he would tell himself. but then one day niffty's doing his hair like he sometimes lets her#and he's just enjoying letting her have her fun. kinda spaced out; mostly just enjoyjng the rare sensation of a touch he doesn't despise#it doesnt even register when she pulls his hair up (maybe into lil space buns or smthn idk) that it leaves his empty face on display for all#i can imagine angel being the most outwardly shocked. some loud exclamation that turns everyones attention to alastor and his earless face#just. everyone staring at him. and he realises. and he hates himself for slipping like that and oh no theyre going to hate him and tell—#— everyone and he will lose all that hes been working towards with the hotel and he is just. So. mortified. think shameful reactions:#averted gaze; flushed cheeks; figeting under their stares; or perhaps the classic deer-in-headlights look as he freezes in shock#just as he feels everything crashing down around him. the others get ahold of themselves and share their reactions too#shock; confusion; endearment (charlie would 100% do a big AWW/want to touch it); reassurances galore when they see him retreat into his mind#they tell him it's normal (he's in hell; no longer a human but a demon; everyone looks odd by some standard)#they tell him it makes sense (he's a deer after all). they tell him his appearance is nothing to be ashamed of and that everyone is still#super intimidated and frightened by him ♡; that it doesnt change anything; that theyre sorry for whatever led him to believe otherwise
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just wanted to say i love your heathcliff art with allcof my heart. Thank youALSO DO YOU HAVE A TWITTER
WAAAH THANK YOUUUU
i love drawing him....hes such a neat guy, i hope things get better for him cuz he's havin A Time
#driftoodles#meursault#heathcliff#as for a twitter....hard to say. I dont rlly like twitter/smthn about it makes me scared and anxious#im like EXTREMELY Shy and twitter makes me feel like a deer in the headlights#BUT. i do technically have one. iykyk#im sure at least a few of you have seen it in passi g#thanks for the asks!
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yeah this is what hardened criminals look like
#i'm sure his deer in the headlights stare will convince them that he's the mastermind behind this#dead friend forever#dff the series#straw watches things#dff liveblog
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i can't help but think about how nervous roxy must've been before her first show man; poor baby girl must've been so nervous 😭
She was! And if she's nervous then she's probably gonna fuck it up from the nerves so now she's even more nervous!
Monty and Chica kept sneaking by to see her during the day to hype her up for it. She was hiding out in the Raceway practicing, trying to calm herself and they helped a lot. So did the Minis. They hung out with her and cheered her on until she had to go get ready for the show.
What I like to think about Roxy, is that she wasn't actually ever planned to play the keytar. She found it in a storage room and played around with it instead of practicing her actual instrument that was being forced on her every few seconds and it just sort of became her thing. She loves her keytar! She learned how to play it all by herself and she's very proud of it!
So the time of her first show comes along. The techs have all set up the drum kit for her. They've never heard her play, but she's programmed to, so even if she's never played before, it'll naturally come to her as she starts to play. Sure, she might sound bad for the first few seconds, but she'll pick it up fast.
Roxy has in fact, never played drums before. She knows she should pick it up, but what if she doesn't? What then? She'll look like an idiot and the show will be ruined!
She ends up showing up to the show maybe a minute and a half before it starts. They don't have time to stop her, she jumps onto the stage lift, keytar in hand, shitting absolute bricks looking for the drumkit that Bonnie is now sat at and ready to play because they thought she wasn't coming and oh shit oh god she's petrified now. Chica and Monty are right there, calming her down whilst also panicking themselves because oh god what is happening what are they supposed to do now oh shit oh fuck
And then the show starts. After a wobbly start, Roxy just fucking goes for it with her keytar. She absolutely nails it and ends up having an absolute blast with it. She's shaking like a leaf as the stage lowers and her tail is a whirlwind, she did it!! She fucking did it!! Her first show was a success!!
And now she uses a keytar every time and because of how well that debut went, Fazbear had to scramble to change all of their advertising and merchandise to match lmao that's what they get if you ask me
But yeah, she was absolutely a nervous wreck for a good few of her first shows. Monty, Chica, and sometimes Bonnie would help her out a lot though. They're so fucking proud of her for that first show too, they're so excited for her when she didn't get into trouble for changing the plan at the last second like that. There's so much that could have gone wrong but it ended up going so much better than expected and Roxy was a big hit so that was a huge relief to all of them
#pop rox answers#roxanne wolf#fnaf security breach#sure I'll tag why not#loooovveeee talking about roxy she's so cool#she really did just fucking do shit that made everyone around her just as nervous as she was lmao#deer in the headlights look the second the stage started rising and she saw Bonnie at those drums...#she was trying to calm herself down by playing the keytar btw it was her stress relief at the time#and just ended up not touching the practice drums at all before the show#whoops!
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on relation to that last post, the longer i work retail the shorter my fuse becomes on people with 0 social skills coming up to me at work LMFAO im sorryyyyyy
#like i tryyyy to give ppl the benefit of the doubt and be patient but good fucking god learn to say hi hello can i get some help with ___?#rather than walking up and looking at me like a deer in the headlights when i say “hi how can i help you :)". U CAME UP TO ME!!!#IDK WHAT U WANT!!!! ANSWER!!! I CANT READ UR MIND#omfg like today a girl comes up and i give her the line. she goes 'umm...that dress up there..the green one.....can you help?#and like. thts fucking nothing. thats a meaningless statement. even if i knew what item u were talking about u didnt even say what u needed#help with. i go “oh sure! was there something off the wall u wanted?” bcus IDFK and she just looks at me like 8| “um no...the green one..”#and i have to GUESS again and go “oh do you mean that one in the window? what kind of help do you need :)?” and ONLY THEN does she#ask “yeah that one do you have any more”#WHY COULDNT WE START WITH THAT!!!!#ALSO IT WASNT EVEN A FUCKING DRESS IT WAS A GREEEN TOP AND GREEN SKIRT#“hi i was wondering do you have any more of that green top in the window” the world could be so simple
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begging house to be stop being self destructive for once and go with what his shoulder is telling him
#he’s terrified that Wilson is going to give in because of what the Twitter guy is doing to him and he can’t bear to see that happen#so of course he has to make it happen himself#relatable but god you dumb son of a bitch#also his deer in the headlights look when cuddy said the thing about his shoulder and fighting with his wife#(cuddy is my fave fyi)#like Wilson is not the biggest enabler of house it’s cuddy#house md#hilson#3.08#mother fucked IM terrified that Wilson is going to give in and I can’t bear to see their relationship reach breaking point even though#I know there’s 5 more seasons#the last scene of this ep was absolutely fucking brutal#I’m 90% sure Wilson was crying#house lb
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“mm… little serpent?”
“y-yes?”
“you’re not very good at lying.”
#i like to imagine this takes place after yakumo asks quincy for a kiss#and quincy responds in the typical ‘you know i can’t say no to you’#which.. makes yakumo unusually flustered#he’s shaking his head and trying to deny it because him? having ulterior motives no matter how wholesome? unthinkable!#but quincy just gives him a suspicious glance because while he didn’t mean anything by it yakumo’s response certainly is.. telling#it ends up that yakumo does in fact know about quincy’s weakness for his puppy dog eyes#and while he doesn’t Like to take advantage of that weakness desperate times call for desperate measures!!#after they separate quincy tells him he’s a terrible liar#to which yakumo stutters and freezes up like a deer in headlights#quincy just smirks and tells him he doesn’t mind. just to make sure he doesn’t overuse that tactic#this may or may not be related to my yakumond drabble idk idk#nu carnival#yakumo ♡#quincy ♡#quincamo#mouser muses
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「ああ…こぼれ落ちる涙はお別れの言葉
何も聞かず、ただ僕の胸に手を当て微笑みを浮かべ
君の頬に口づけを…僕は君を忘れない もっと強く抱き締めて僕が空に帰るまでー 君の細く透き通る声が僕を離さない もっと強く抱き締めて僕が消えないように…
僕が消えないように…」
#gackt#malice mizer#le ciel#le ciel live#mood#my gifs#his face tears my heart out in this moment especially the brow raise at the end#those eyes#gackt is the OG pretty boy who so many male artists whether they know it or not model themselves after#huge massive gigantic influence#but no one will ever top him at his height- no one ever as authentic#i have a lot of feels about this man#one of my greatest moments is the time where I am 90% sure I saw him walking on his own somewhere in higashi-ueno#deer in headlights moment I seized up— that’s how you know#i had to rush back to my place and double check with current photos and folks who keep up with him and everything checked out#like an hour later after pulling myself together I went back out and retraced the direction I watched him go#ends up there was a sony office around the corner- I bet that was it#it was like passing a god in a narrow hallway- completely shook I was in shock#but I didn’t want to bother him because I was brought up better than that around talent#but man…..if I ever get a second chance I might say fuck it
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where in the goddamn are yall coming from
#not 2 vaguepost but Stares At With Big Ol Owly Eyes .#like not even in my notes or anything just Appearing Silently and Touching Nothing . hi. helo.#imnot like upset or anything but like barely anyones been here for months n months at a time then all of the sudden th past couple days .#iam shrimply very Deer In Headlights abt it. helo#piktalk#ihope u all like bullshit because we sure do post that here. gmorning-nafternoon-eveningk.
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i play as daveth basically 100% of the time unless i need another party member’s skills for a specific task, but in my head shadowheart is the one who leads their party and daveth just follows her around like a lost puppy
#shadowheart is so mc#she will lead well im sure of it#daveth can lead on occasion but sometimes decisions make him freeze up like a deer in headlights#if he existed irl he’d be a libra so that explains that#thats got me wondering does dnd have zodiac signs. they should right that seems like a fun rp thing to do
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i need to stop having art ideas when my backlog is already so massive lol
#picture dis ... Link helping Bolson move some stuff around and its warm so he idk takes off a hood or a layer#Bolson is like 'oh no that must have quite a story' at a whacker of a bruise thats visible now#'uh yea..' but when Bolson gets closer its like obviously just a giant gross hickey lmfao#and Link goes like deer in headlights still awkwardly looking at Zelda (idk whos talking to some village kids)#Bolson tracks where Link's lookinh and just 'well something sure did a number on you huh'#Bolson waves and Zelda waves back and Link looks like he's gonna vanish into the floor :3c#i LOVE that trope of Bolson Knows Too Much lmfao#anyway this is yuck and cringe and stuff I AM yuck and cringe soooo#and theyre theyre gross too and thats okay :3c#i just dont need MORE ideas to draw yknow#rory's ramblings#botw/totk blogging#zelda blogging
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the current trend of "tumblr users embarrassing themselves by proudly announcing why they don't listen to any music made by black people" is really astounding.
i cannot help but think this is a direct result of liberal White Guilt and how people have interpreted "anti-racism" as form of cultural self-segregation - the kind of person who thinks trying to cook chicken curry is cultural appropriation, or sends white people anon hate for wearing a kimono (yes, this kind of discourse happened). like, "oh, no, i could never participate in this culture, i'd get my evil white hands all over it! it would be more Progressive if I only did White things."
if you're a poc you've seen this, i'm sure - this deer-in-the-headlights stare you can get from white people when you play music / show art / share a story / anything that is Racially Coded, this total refusal to actually engage with it out of fear that it is in some way Wrong for them to have any opinion on it. because they read somewhere that it's bad to use AAVE but the only lesson they actually learned from that is "gotcha, white people are not allowed to interact with other cultures as punishment for my White Crimes. this helps to fill up the gaping pit of my white guilt and makes me one of the Good People." this transforms their discomfort around non-white cultures (black culture, especially, i should add) into a kind of virtue
anyway if you are white and reading this. go listen to some fucking haliu mergia. ethiopian jazz. will knock your dick right off. go listen to rap or reggae or bollywood and have a genuine reaction to it - like, an actual, from-the-heart reaction. you are allowed to not like some of it. but you will definitely like at least a little. yes, you can compare it to lemon demon (or whatever) if that helps you get into it and that's your only point of reference. maybe don't say that part out loud. but don't, like, separate yourself from it, like you are seeing it in a museum and the only polite thing to do is go "ahh, huh, very interesting, so much culture here."
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Kae getting his first taste of actual aftercare with someone would most definitely blue screen if they give him a kiss and start pampering him after, send tweet-
#☆ ┆ ( .ooc. );#//Hes usually the one doing so and taking care of another#//Or fixing them up a meal and bouncing afterward if they’re not into that#//Never really lets HIMSELF get taken care of; even after a harder fuck#//Much too vulnerable; much too soft—it’d feel overwhelming#//If his partner insists tho; he might crumble a bit in the process#//Bc he’s getting a glimpse of what he’s denied himself for near half a decade#//And he WANTS more of it; feels like he wants to ASK for specific things#//But just freezes like a deer in headlights bc he SHOULDNT have to want those things#//Bc he should be focused on THEM; looking after THEM and making sure THEYRE okay#//He feels awful asking for things for himself as is; like he’s overstepping smth#//Its easier if they initiate it; but he’ll still be caught SO off guard#//Esp the softer and more attentive it is
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You don't go to the library to study. You go there to have your cunt stuffed, by nonother than librarian!Gojo.
He works there 5 days a week, and you made sure to be there by your corner every single one of those days, carefully staring at him through the side of your book. Of course, he's well aware of your interest in him. You're so preoccupied with him you don't even realise you're holding the book upside down.
He doesn't realise it yet but he's slow to share the same amount of attraction to you as you are to him. He'd note the way your eyebrows would adorably scrunch together when you're actually doing your assignment for once, and you'd collapse face down onto the table when the frustration and exhaustion caught up to you. Or how your favourite colour seemed to be pink, your stationery and laptop covered in different shades of the colour.
He's used to your presence by now, having spent the last couple of weeks observing you just as you stalked him through the library. And truth to be told, he actually enjoyed it—he's got a cutie following behind him, too shy to strike up a conversation with him and too dumb to hide your little crush any better.
You quickly became the only part of his job he would look forward to, questioning what kind of crap you were going to pull up to just right before his shift. Until you're gone all of a sudden.
Maybe you were just late, he thought on the first day of your absence. Or maybe you're sick by the second day. Perhaps you're just busy with school…or maybe some another guy—
Why does he even care in the first place? You're just some stalker with a pretty face, nothing special out of the sea of girls in his DMs. Gojo doesn't like how he's fretting over a girl who he hasn't talked to before, your presence doesn't control how his day goes anyway.
Until it does.
It exasperated him by how he allowed himself to be subjugated under you. He can't focus on his seminars when the voices in his head wonder about you louder than the lecturer's, he can't flirt with the chicks on campus without thinking about that fangirl from the library and he can't sleep if his head is filled with the images of you with another guy.
What kind of spell have you managed to put him under?
He was completely and utterly chafed by the next week when he entered his shift, a frown seemingly marked permanently upon his face as he went through his chores, putting away the books back to their categorised shelves. That was until he heard a familiar pit-pats of your shoes, and saw your figure stupidly hiding behind a bookshelf from the side of his eye.
His playful spirit returned when he noted your presence, and he wandered further into the library, where no one could see the two of you. As expected, you shuffled along his steps before slipping yourself into the aisle behind him, pretending to flick through the choices of books on display.
Those were Chinese novels, and you majored in Biochemistry. Idiot, he thought with an internal chuckle.
Unbeknownst to you, he had strolled to your back, waiting for you to turn to face him. Your eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when you found him standing right in front of you, and you froze then and there like a deer in the headlights.
"I know you've been stalking me around here," he had a shit-eating smirk on his face as his arms rested by your sides to trap you in between them. "Freak," he whispered next to your ears, sending a tingle through your nerves.
"I-I, ah—" you stammered, trying to collect your words to sound coherent. Your face was flushed bloody red with embarrassment, and Gojo was sure he'd burn himself if he were to touch you.
"But that's okay…" he drawled. "I won't spread the word if you listen to me."
Your eyes were wide, gaping at him through your lashes as you nodded.
Fuck, were you adorable.
"You like me, huh?"
"Uhm…I, uh…"
"Hm?"
"Y-Yes," you blurted with your eyes squeezed shut, too embarrassed. Your breath was hot, and they scorched his cheeks red upon your words.
"What do you like about me?" oh god does he love teasing the hell out of you.
"Your f-face…"
"My face?" he feigned dumb. Of course, he's well aware that girls would only come chasing after his looks. But he absolutely enjoyed torturing you with his stupid questions. "Which part of my face?"
"Huh…?" your eyes were spinning, your hands raising to push his frame a little away for your comfort.
"My eyes? My nose?" his bigger hand captured the two of yours into his grasp, his fingers were icy cold against yours, and his face neared yours once again, merely a breath away. "Or my lips?"
You didn't dare to answer, the sound of your throat gulping filled the air as a few stray hairs of his tickled your cheek. His eyes peered towards yours, catching your gaze that fell upon his lips.
"There, huh?" Gojo's smirk widened, his grip on your wrists tightening a fraction. "Wanna try them?"
You opened your mouth to respond, but no words left your trembling lips, except for a silent gasp. He took the shift of your feature as a sign for him to advance onto you, his lips gently sucked on your soft flesh, the tiniest amount of your saliva flowed onto his tongue and they tasted better than the finest honey.
A string of your mixed essence connected his lips to yours, red and swollen as a sign of his kiss, when he pulled away. Your knees weakened in enfeeblement, and Gojo caught you before you could fall to the ground.
"You're done?" his arms are strong, and you could feel his muscles flex under your hand when you gathered your strength to stabilise on your feet. "I'm not."
His touches slowly trailed down from your arm to your hips, and you subconsciously rubbed your thighs together when his gaze fell onto them. In his eyes you could see a growing hunger that lurked beneath his bright blue eyes, it was the darker gradient that hung low in his orbs.
"Do you touch yourself here when you think of me?" your teeth sank into the flesh of your bottom lip and your eyes peered down to between your skirt, where his hand was as you vaguely nodded; hoping that he didn't see the faint motion of your head.
How wouldn't he know when all his attention is on you? His eyes scanned the faint shifts in your features when he pressed against your heat, making sure there wasn't any hint of dissent to his touch—and mostly searching for the muted salacity behind your pretty eyes.
"Sometimes…" your voice was meek, but it was audible enough for his ear to twitch at your words. His chest almost burst to your confession, and the images of your features twisting into lewd faces flashed past his mind, calling out his name with that sweet voice of yours.
A soft moan left your lips when his fingers slipped past your pink panty, drawing slow circles upon your clit. Your hips bucked as he teased, his other hand coming down to palm your ass.
"What about I make you feel good?" he gently asked, and you drunkenly nodded to your pleasure. His thumb grew charge of teasing your hardening bud, his two long fingers dipped into your already-slick cavern, reaching the sensitive parts of your inside.
Your lips tensed into a line to quell the moans that drew from your itching tummy, and your hands rested on Gojo's chest, gripping onto his shirt for support.
His fingers grew greedy for more of your whimpers, stroking past your walls, searching for the velvety spot in you. You threw your head back when he found the part he was looking for, pumping out and into the spongey surface, stimulating your nerves to their limit.
Your eyebrows furrowed and your eyelids flew shut when he expedited the speed of his slick-coated digits, his arm growing slightly sore as he carried you to the height of your orgasm. His cock twitched when you drew out a cry of pleasure, your breath stuck in your throat as your mind went blank from your high.
Your grip on his clothes loosened, and you panted as you rest your weight against the shelves, Gojo's damp fingers evident of the pleasure he delivered to you. He watched as you collected your remaining breath, your cheeks flushed pink in arousal and your eyesight slowly blinked clear.
A bolt flash of surprise ran through his eyes when you carefully pulled his pants down, gripping his hardened girth with your warm hands. Gojo stopped you with a grab of your wrist, your whole body tensing in creeping embarrassment—he doesn't like it when you touch him?
Your thoughts flew out the window when he spat onto your palm, before guiding your hand back to his throbbing cock. Your mind grew blank as you began fisting his length, his breath hitching when you rubbed over his pinkish-red tip.
Your touches were filled with careful inexperience, and Gojo found it absolutely fucking adorable. The soft squelching of his saliva in your hand as you pumped his cock filled the air, and he inched closer to kiss you once again.
His groans flowed into your mouth as he slipped his tongue into your mouth, drinking in the taste of you as you pleased him. You seemed to be a quick learner on your own, pumping his pulsing cock faster, gripping onto him tighter, and rubbing his sensitive tip of all.
His hips stuttered along with the movements of your hand, a sign of his close release and you were clearly relentless to please him. Your pace doesn't falter, but fastened instead and his moans muffled through your sloppy kiss, your mixed drool dripping down your chin and onto your chest.
"Fuck," his voice cracked as his cock twitched, before ejaculating his hot semen onto your clothes, slowly dripping down to your thigh. Your breaths mingled in the sultry air, the smell of your essences filled your nostrils as the both of you cooled from the aftermath of your highs.
You recognised the dirty smirk on his face when you flicked your gaze up at him, and you sank into the bookshelf in preparation for what he had conjured up in his mind.
"The library closes in 30 minutes, we'll get the whole place to ourselves by then."
#BUNN—nsfw#jjk smut#gojo smut#gojo x reader#gojo satoru#jujutsu kaisen#jjk x reader#jjk gojo#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen imagines#gojo x you#jjk#satoru gojo x reader#gojo satoru x reader#satoru x reader#anime#smut
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