#display numbers

[pablodelarcorey]

Breathe / Breathe Modular - Display Numbers / Kurppa-Hosk / Typeface

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

i am thinking how much poorer, how much less colorful the world would be if art was only made by "professionals." if all the music, all the stories, all the sketches & paintings & craftwork of the world was created only by the small category of people able to make a decent living from their art. imagine if the only people allowed to create were the experts & the renowned & those aspiring to the top. what a grey world that would be. how much joy would be bleached away! i love you people who create for the sake of creating, i love you artists who do art for tiny audiences, i love you people who make things even just for one person, even just for themselves, even if no one's watching, thank you thank you thank you for decorating the world in which we all exist

[prettyboybun]

I am genuinely always thinking about being one of a pair of subs. I'm the obedient bunny, he's the bratty puppy.

Our dom has us kneel for him in the living room after having teased us all day. "Alright, listen, sweet things. I know you're all riled up for me, but I need to go to the store. When I get back, I'll use you both properly, okay?"

We nod, my pup partner squirming already, wiggling his hips. Our dom continues, "You are NOT to touch yourselves until I get back. Got it?"

I nod sweetly, and get my hair ruffled affectionately in return. My sub partner, on the other hand, bites his lip with a glint in his eye, nodding slowly. You could almost hear the cogs turning. Our dom partner gives him a look, but inevitably ruffles his hair as well. "Okay. I'll be back soon, I promise."

We sit still and kneel in the living room until the front door closes and we hear him driving away. Suddenly, my partner pounces on top of me. He's already rutting against my thigh and pressing kisses all over my face and neck.

"B-But," I gasp, "Sir, he said to- He wants us to-"

"I know, baby boy, but I need you so bad right now, he's not gonna have to know," He says, against my neck, "You like this, don't you?"

I groan, "Yes, of course I do, I want you so bad... but I wanna be good for sir..."

"Just don't touch yourself, sweetheart. That's what he said, right? Don't touch yourselves? I'm sure that means I can touch you."

I ponder it for a little bit. Eventually, I nod, biting my lip. I'm still unsure if this is going against sir's wishes, but feeling my puppy boyfriend rutting against me, lips on my neck... It just feels too good after a whole morning of teasing and denial.

Puppy leans up and whispers in my ear, "Good boy." I shiver, hairs standing on end.

I let him manhandle me roughly into the position he wants, which turns out to be frotting our tdicks together. I'm laying on the floor, pinned, whimpering, feeling a little guilty at technically disobeying, but mostly lost in the pleasure.

My puppy looks down at me and says, "Don't cum, either, bunny. You have to wait til sir gets back for that one, definitely."

I nod, breathless. Then I open my eyes and look at him questioningly, "What about you?"

He smirks and rakes his claws down the center of my chest, leaving four pretty red scratches. I moan, and he says, "I can take whatever he's gonna dish. Don't you worry your pretty little head- After all, who's making the rules right now?"

I whimper, "Y-You, sir."

"Good boy."

We stay like that, him roughly grinding into me as I whine and moan beneath him. Eventually, though, the door opens, and I gasp and try to squirm out of my puppy's grip. We weren't supposed to still be playing when he got back. But puppy isn't relenting, he's still rocking his hips sharply against me.

"What do we have here?" Our dom says, a little amused. He surely would have guessed this would happen.

Puppy grunts as he continues grinding on me, "Welcome back, sir." I look at him and he's looking him dead in the eyes, smirking.

"Oh, puppy. Just couldn't wait, could you?" Sir sets down the grocery bags on a table, and walks over and picks pup off me with ease.

I start scrambling to sit up, but my dom presses his boot to my chest and gently lays me back down. "Still, bun, stay here. Let me deal with our boy and then I'll be back for you, okay?" I nod, looking up at him with soft eyes. "There's a good boy."

For a little while, behind me, I hear struggling, teasing, and soft moans. Then, my dom comes back over to me and lifts me up into his arms, walking us over to his armchair. This is when I see that our puppy is tied up spread open on the couch, gagged, but noticeably drippy and empty. Sir sits me down in his chair on his lap, facing puppy.

"Spread your legs, bunny," He murmurs into my ear. I do as he asks immediately, earning a quiet, "Good boy..." In response.

I turn my head to look at him and start saying, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to disobey, I-"

He shushes me, petting my hair, "Oh, bunny, that's not your fault. I know you need touched, puppy just decided that it was his responsibility to do so. Isn't that right, pup?"

Puppy says something in snarky defiance, surely, muffled against his gag. "Exactly. I know you're my good boy, bun. That's why I'm gonna overstimulate you on my lap right now while your pup watches and can't do anything about it." My eyes widen, starry. I see that sir is smirking at puppy. Our pup squirms and growls against his bonds.

I lean back against our dom's chest, also looking at puppy as I begin to have my tdick touched, softly at first. Then, he applies pressure, making me moan quietly. Teasingly, he uses his fingers to spread my bunnycunt open on display at pup.

"Doesn't he look so pretty like this, puppy?" At this point, our pup is ravenously trying to get out of his bonds, but he's tied up too tightly. Sir adopts a fake pity tone as he says, "Aw, I know, puppy. You just wanna use him so bad, don't you?"

Sir plunges a finger inside me and curls it, making me gasp and moan loudly, "That's it, good bunny. Let every sound out, I want him to hear how good I make you feel."

I do as he asks, making obscene sounds as his fingers fuck in and out of me, thumb circling my tdick. He growls gently in my ear, "You need to tell me when you're close, okay, bunny?"

"I- um- I'm close sir, so close for you, sir," I babble, already feeling so overwhelmed with sensation.

"Cum for us, bunny. Cum all over my fingers." I clench down and shudder, crying out and cumming all over his hand. He doesnt take his fingers out, but he gives me a little bit of time to breathe before he starts fucking me again.

Eventually, I cum the same way again. Then a third, and a fourth time, stacking them back to back against each other. After I've cum five times, I'm absolutely spent. He takes his fingers out, cleans them off, and pets my hair and shoulders, letting me slump against him bonelessly.

Our puppy has given up on getting out of his restraints, but he's whining softly, looking at us with big eyes. Sir motions for me to kneel down on the floor, and I do so, a little slumped.

He walks over to puppy and plays with his dripping hole as he says, "Good boy, good puppy. You took that so well, I know that was difficult. Are you ready for your reward?" Puppy nods, frantically. "Come here, bunny, kneel in front of him."

I happily crawl over, kneeling in front of my pup, smiling softly at him. Sir takes his gag out and says, "Tell him what you want, pup. Nicely, if you would, our boy is a little overwhelmed as you might imagine."

"Pl... Please suck my tdick, bunny."

I oblige, glad to have him down my throat. He throws his head back and moans as I start to flick my tongue. Sir teases his nipples for a while, watching me service him. "Such good boys, both of you. You're both so good for me, I'm so proud of you, so proud to be your owner."

Eventually, sir takes my head and starts fucking my mouth on puppy's dick. Puppy moans louder than ever, babbling about how good it feels, thanking us both. Sir fucks my throat on it harder, growling, "That's it. Take it, take it, both of you."

I moan into his tdick, sending loud vibrations straight through him. Puppy jerks his hips up in time with my mouth bobbing on him, crying out, "Sir, I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum for me, puppy, cum down his throat," I can hear sir whisper in his ear. Pup cums explosively down my throat, covering my face in it.

Sir gently pulls my head off, as I stare off in a subspace daze. Puppy is panting, as our dom makes quick work of untying him, "Good boys. You're both so good for me, took that all so well."

He lies puppy back on the couch against him, and motions for me to lay on him as well. I jump up, eager to get snuggled after all that intense play, and he chuckles sweetly at me. Sir pets my hair when I get nestled into his embrace, "Good boy, there you go. Much better, love having both my sweet boys in my arms."

Puppy leans up to kiss me gently on the forehead. They both keep praising me and each other, and I deliver slurred praise back where I can, eventually drifting off peacefully in their safe embrace.

[masonjarart]

I also think the eggs having this much sense of self and acting like kids forming relationships that sort of thing was not something the fed planned and was firmly the Islanders doing like they could have just taken them in as what they originally where am event to be rewarded at the end but instead they said no these are our kids and so that's what the eggs became not experiments or an event that can be over in a couple weeks but kids with emotions and personalities all their own and I think the feds didn't expect that and doesn't really understand it

[flying-cat]

if bakudeku isn't canon why do we keep winning

[bucketofboxes]

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[searchsystem]

Morgane Vantorre / Arthemys Display Light / Typeface / 2020

[yinyuedijun]

everyone always talks about kudos:hit ratio but no one ever talks about public:private bookmark ratio, which is unfailingly hilarious for every xreader and dark content writer I know

[pangur-and-grim]

I’ll be honest, I had the same reaction at first. I was like jesus christ people are getting up in arms over the most minute things..... BUT THEN a bunch of nazi blogs actually found the post (only took like 40 mins), and were passing it around in this self-congratulatory way, editing hitler staches onto my cat? which was when I was like “oh no the people pointing it out were actually in the right here, I don’t want this shit being used and enjoyed by literal nazis” and photoshopped the numbers to be something different.

[fallloverfic]

I know at one point it's shown Laios was walking behind Kabru (so he could see Mithrun's head, upper torso, and arms), but... given we only see part of their trying to figure a way out of the maze house, how long was Laios staring pointedly (and longingly) at Mithrun's ass before coming up with an excuse (the story about silk) to get Kabru to let him do this?

[genshin-impact-updates]

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[40cleverways]

Star Trek: The Next Generation #40 "Possesion"

Vulcans cannonically hang up their kid's artwork. I feel this is important information.

[vigilskeep]

talking of unfixable, i have so many unanswered asks. like 300+ because i never delete them. sorry. this is an apology not an intention to change, i will continue to answer the ones that get my attention at random

[papermonkeyism]

Oh, wow, I think I've finally found some form of limit to being a dice goblin.

Might have gone a little mad with power after discovering I still have money left over after paying bills and stuff, so I went to browse couple dice shops, because, you know, new campaign new character, might as well new dice set. Right? Right.

Well, except turns out, after counting out all sharp edge dice (nope, bad sensory feel, don't like the pointy) and colors I just don't like much, what remains is pretty much:

"Already have that color, already have that color, already have that color, don't like the font, already have that color, already have this exact particular set, already have that..."

I mean, great for budgeting, but less exciting from goblin hoard point of view.

[sforzesco]

what ARE the circumstances that made decimation work for Crassus, if you don’t mind me asking?

it was a slave rebellion, and the third servile war would be the last major slave rebellion during the republic.

it's important to remember: roman attitudes towards slaves, and that when the roman army cracks, it shatters.

Decimatio: Myth, Discipline, and Death in the Roman Republic, Michael J. Taylor

here, the decimation cauterized the hemorrhaging morale because the army felt reassured that their commander was more terrifying than spartacus (appian civ. 1.118). even if this is generous take on the situation, either way: the army under crassus' command came together to accomplish the task the senate set for them.

we will not see this specific set of circumstances again, and other commanders will not be jumping at the chance to try their hand at it since it was excessively brutal in practice.

this is probably the only moment where it would be met with any kind of positive reaction by the army. on account of the slaves. I cannot emphasize enough how humiliating it was for the roman identity that they were brought to a standstill by a slave rebellion. which is also why crassus executed six thousand surviving slaves by crucifixion (a death that was humiliating, painful, and most horrifying of all: slow)

tldr; rome is a horrible torment nexus filled with violence from the top down

[doyoupushthebutton]

*i shoot the button 27 times then click it*

A white figure manifest and says “Charles”.

The figure then demanifests.