#hiii im back

[daily-ice-finn-brainrot]

[Day 17] and on the 3rd day, finn was reborn on cirno day.

[galaoki]

[bucketspammer4life]

bear hugger hc dump because binkly bonkly boo

i need 1 million dollars and a will to live

Was homeschooled as a kid until middle school,the transition was surprisingly easy for him.

Can’t tolerate the buzzing sounds from electronics,it just ticks him off.

Worked a blue collar job before he was a boxer,specifically a lumberjack, he finds himself missing his old job sometimes.

Knows Mrs Bear’s parents and is very good friends with them,goes over to their house for dinner sometimes,is fluent in Bear-ese and claims her mom’s casserole recipe is the best.

Smells like pure ass but isn’t aware of it,nobody has the heart to tell him,not because he’ll get mad but because he’ll get overly anxious about it for a few weeks.

Absolutely NOT a morning person, if you wake this man up before 1 pm he will be pissed off for the entire day.

Likes napping under trees when he wants some peace & quiet.

Does some beekeeping on the side, likes taking care of them & planting flowers for them,enjoys having fresh honey to eat.

Knows some french,its not much but its enough to hold a basic conversation.

Likes visiting farmer’s markets every once in a while.

Has a grave he has for his childhood dog in the garden of where his family lives,leaves flowers on it everytime he visits.

[soupandmushrooms]

Daldinia concentrica

Commonly referred to as King Alfred's cake, cramp balls, and coal fungus.

The reasons for these names are as follows:

Due to their burnt appearance their common name King Alfreds cake is a reference to the Anglo-Saxon king of England in the 9th century. There is a myth that after being given shelter by a peasant woman Alfred was reputed to have inadvertently allowed her cakes to burn, having promised that he would watch them cooking in return for the shelter.

People used to believe that carrying the fruiting body of one of these mushrooms would cure having cramp, hence the name cramp balls.

The fruiting body is also said to resemble a lump of coal due to its colour and size. The fungi can also be used as tinder for lighting fires, and may have been used as far back as the stoneage!

Daldinia concentrica are common in Europe, North America and Australia but they can be found all over the earth in temperate climates. They are found on dead or decaying wood, most often on ash and beech trees.

The fungi is a member of the Daldinia genus this means that inside the fruitbody there are concentric silver/grey and black layers, like tree rings these layers are related to seasonal growth. Many insects and small animals make their homes in the fungus.

Growing members of this species are a pinkish brown, turning black once they are fully grown. 

Some examples of young Daldinia concentrica:

Examples of the rings:

This fungus is inedible.

[ridleyytheriddler]

holy fucking shit i haven been here in a while

[teeto-peteto]

Riven: Wait, so you two liked each other, and you didn’t do anything about it? Yasuo: I knooow-

Riven: Then why are you here...?

Yasuo, with his eyes red from crying getting his flask: Cope i guess

[archiepelago]

alternate surface au inspired by a few ive seen around on tumblr :3

[vastunlife]

what you've become

[somvras2]

Just how many stars will I need to hang around me / To finally call it Heaven?

[solcarow]

How funny. I can't believe this is happening… did you forget that you promised to die?

i finally remembered to post my piece for the @orv-lovezine !!! i wasnt satisfied with the colors i submitted it with so you can find the original below + the lineart

im starting pride month off strong by strujoshin out 🔥💥🔥💥💥

[corantus]

love this bitch so much sorry

[egg-but-with-style]

GETTING CHASED IN THE WOODS!!!!!!!!!!

Smut under the cut, of course..hehehehe

It was dark, and quiet, the stars and moon peaking out behind the clouds that were barely visible in the dark night sky. The trees not letting much light through anyway.

You were standing there, hiding behind an old oak in nothing but your tank top and shorts, thankfully you had the foresight to wear atleast a sports bra, otherwise your tits would've been hurting as much as your lungs were.

You'd been running for who knows how long, away from him.

You think you lost him, you're pretty sure you lost him. But something about how silent it is nags in your mind. It's too serene..too nice. You feel like you're being watched and then..snap.

A tree branch right behind you and you bolt.

You weren't sure if it was him, maybe it wasn't, maybe it just fell, but you couldn't take any chances, your legs and ass were still sore from last time.

But you were still so exhausted.

Your lungs ached, your calves burned, your heart was beating so fast it might as well explode. Then you fall.

It's all too much, and you're so so tired.

So when his silhouette stands over your burnt out form, you stop caring as much.

Simon, he's never looked better in moonlight.

He thought you looked just as beautiful. Dirt might've been caking your bare feet, and your thighs might've been rubbed raw from running, but he didn't care. All he saw was the woman he was about to fuck the shit out of.

And you in all your innocent hope, blurted out a couple quiet words between pants "please.. don't be so rough this time..?" And all he could do was laugh because the second he ripped off your shorts, the sound of fabric ringing through the quiet night, you were wet.

Sticky was honestly the best way to describe it. It had attached to your fat pussy lips, making it glisten in an almost unholy way. He was running his mouth already.

"Sorry luv, I got you fair and square. I caught my little rabbit, I get to ruin it as much as I want.."

Then he was diving into your cunt. His tongue lapping around your clit, but never quite on it. Teasing. As if he wasn't as desperate as you were.

You were out of breath, and your whole body ached, you could barely see him over your stomach, but you reached a hand to his head anyway, trying to get any pressure on your clit, anything.

He quickly pried your hand off through, holding it down with ease, and lifting his head up to look at you, his chin slightly sticky already.

"Does a sheep give directions to a wolf about how to eat it better? No. It doesn't."

He growled out, seemingly genuinely just a tad bit angry. His patience was running thin too. The way your clit twitched after he said it finally made his resolve break, all ideas of prolonging this out the window.

That was something that was instantly clear when you met Simon. He was the best damn munch there ever was. He kept flicking your clit in just the right way with his tongue, never too hard or too soft, always making little jolts of pleasure spread up your spine and into your mushy brain.

And god..when he added his two fingers, your naughty hand now forgotten, it felt like heaven. You clenched around his pointer and middle and it made his cock start dripping precum, it staining his jeans that were already strained from his painfully hard dick.

He thrusted his fingers in and out, slow at first, in pace with his tongue, but then you started moaning louder, and, unsuccessfully, tried to buck your hips, which didn't go well with how your lungs burned at even the slight in take of air.

It started building up in your clit and g spot, the beginning of an orgasm, that's when he sped up, wanting to taste you on his tongue. It being far tastier when you've just came.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck FUCK YES SIMON!!"

You came loudly, your body convulsing around his fingers, your clit twitching in his mouth. He didn't stop though, as soon as he knew you came, he started to lick your hole. Trying to tongue out any remnants of your orgasm.

You mumbled, your voice and body weak "Mm Simon..don't..too..too sensitive.."

He reached up and put a hand over your mouth, not even bothering to come up for air to acknowledge your words. Just wanting to be lost in your pussy and it's delicious post orgasm glaze.

Eventually he came up, leaving you sensitive and twitching. He crawled over to your ear, looking you in the eye, and whispered.

"How you feeling, luv?" You finally made eye contact with him. His eyes were wide, and his chin glistened in the moonlight from your wetness. "'M great.." you managed to warble out. Your legs still shaking.

He just nodded in response, then he stood up. You thought for a minute it was over, that he actually took your pleads of being gentle seriously. Thankfully he didn't. He hoisted you up like you were nothing. Making you remember hearing him talk about his PR for lifting was 450. It only made your cunt clench.

Despite that you let out a very unhappy groan, not liking to be moved after you orgasm. He just cooed "Don't worry, I'll fuck you into a better mood.."

Eventually he had you positioned between him and a tree, the bark pushing a little uncomfortably into your skin.

He thankfully decided to put his coat on you to protect from the tree bark, sliding onto you. Making you feel warmer, and even more loved

"Cant have you being scratched up by some tree...that's my job." You knew he meant it too. Your back showed it.

You were beginning to get a little impatient, wanting so bad to have his cock bullied into you. Your oversensitivity finally having worn off, now replaced with dire need. He thankfully started pulling down his pants. Even if it was a bit hard to do when holding you up against the tree at the same time.

But finally, finally, he pushed the tip of his head into your entrance, and once he was sure it was lined up, he looked you in the eye, put your legs around his waist, and then put his hand around your throat, forcing you to look at him. Then impaled you on his cock with one massive thrust, all while keeping eye contact.

You immediately let out a moan and he drank it up. Hearing your sweet sounds and grabbing your soft, warm flesh made the rest of the world melt away.

He didn't care if a deer, a hunter, or god himself saw you, or heard you two, he just wanted to fuck you until you were both brain dead, and he was gonna do just that.

No matter how many times you had sex with this man, his dick always stretched you out, leaving you feeling full. Once he was sure you were settled, he started thrusting. Angling himself towards your g spot, making you moan.

"Mhmm, my little rabbit likes that, hm? It was so cute see you, fuck- run, or atleast try too. You looked so scared..made me hard..."

He was smirking, or atleast he was when his eyes weren't rolling back from the pleasure your soft fleshy fat cunt provided.

He started speeding up, feeling you start to tighten just a little. He then took his hand off your throat, much to your dismay, but just before you were going to let out a sound of displeasure, he started rubbing your clit, making your brain short circuit, and your mouth start producing the sluttiest noises these woods would ever hear.

It felt so good, his hand on your clit, his dick in your cunt. You don't even remember why you ran away in the first place, this felt so good, why did you deprive yourself of this pleasure?

You think he was thinking the same thing too, based off his face, not that either of you could think all that much at the moment.

You could feel his dick start to throb, and his moans turn into slight grunts. You knew when he was about to cum better then himself. Then he started mouthing off. "Everything in this fucking forest is gonna know you're mine! Gonna fucking fill you up, make sure you can't walk straight, you'd like that? Huh?"

Then his eyes rolled back into his head, and he gritted his teeth. You felt your orgasm coming on too, starting to clench on his dick. Which set him off

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum..Cum with me baby! Fucking cum with me!" He started to rub your clit even faster, his cock thrusting into you like his back definitely wasn't gonna hurt in the morning after this.

"I will! I promise- Oh fuck Si-" You got cut off by your own moans as your cunt started to convulse and tighten around him. Making him paint your walls white.

His hot warm cum starting to flood your poor abused pussy. He laid his head down on your shoulder as he unloaded himself into you, breathing hard. His teeth biting down on your shoulder.

Carefully, slowly, he pulled out. Setting both of you on the ground, up against the tree. His dick still out, and your pussy out in the open air. You'd be lying if you said you couldn't feel the air tickling your clit.

You suddenly remember why you were running in the first place. Your entire lower half was shaking and sore.

"we're gonna be so sore in the morning.." Simon groaned in agreement. "Worth it...that was fucking amazing luv. Worth all the back pain in the world" You just giggled. Filled with cum, warm, happy, all was right in the world.

[moliathh]

alucard

[solarspiriit]

kiss it, bite it, can i fit it?

I was going to add the next line with “rogue likes boys, but she knows i’d hit it” but im a certified bisexual rogue truther so. I just didn’t. ❤️

[sighcomics]

[strwbrryfire]

profezia del destino ; a lestappen fic

The evening air warms Charles as much as Max's forehead against his own does. The years of passing touches and longing glances hang in the tiny space between them as Max whispers, "You're a winner, baby. It can be enough, for a little bit."

"I'm a winner, yes. But I'm not your baby," Charles hushes back, nearly coughing over his words; he closes his eyes. He cannot bear to witness the heartbreak in Max, but it doesn't help, not one bit.

a list will be updated here ! :

chapter i. chapter ii.