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I have bad days, days were I want to give up the youtube/egirl stuff. Days were I just wanna quit. There so many posts in my drafts I don't post from those days.
I don't post about those days cause it's quite frankly depressing especially when most ppl follow me because cute egirl.
But I'm only human, bad days happen.
#and for me they happen a lot#my mental state is not okay#the joy of the bimbo stuff was the release i got from being brainless#just focus on being cute#i don't feel cute rn#i dont feel sexy#or ditzy#or fun#just stressed
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Rip Bill Cipher, you would have loved Chapelle Roan.
#âone thing led to anotherâ yeah ford?#the book of bill#gravity falls#bill cipher#stanford pines#billford#theyre awful. i hope they explode#digital art#fanart#pre-betrayal ford#??? idk#young ford pines#my artwork#fan art#digital drawing#curse you stanford pines and your six fingers that are hard to fit on one hand!!!!#i actually lowkey dont like human bill interpretations because it feels like theyre trying to make it sexy#THAT MAN had a situationship with a shape. NO YOU CANT IGNORE IT#shitpost#artists on tumblr#my art
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give them blood blood gallons of the stuff :)
#art#digital art#my art đŠ·#digital painting#iwtv#iwtv fanart#interview with the vampire#louis de pointe du lac#lestat de lioncourt#loustat#im not really in this fandom so like. i hope people dont get mad at me for this one lol#i just felt like drawing some sexy shit#not even happy with this piece tbh but i feel like posting it nayways cause i worked kinda hard on it :/#ik the perpective is probably off and their faces are a lil wonky#but.. I TRIED#and i like the vibes and the colors. sorta
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tianjiu (food 4 me specifically)
#tianjiu#tianlang jun#shen jiu#scum villain#svsss#i just think they would b neat...#in the grand scheme of things i dont think the demon part would matter to sj#if he got attached to tlj first.?? like#guy with major trust issues vs guy who's just a little silly. And also has trust issues#sj @ tlj would b like:#how dare u break down my walls and make me feel safe and make me feel loved HOW DARE U#meanwhile tlj @ sj:#grumpy chicks r so sexy got damn.. oh u got trauma? word me too babygirl#lets take antidepressants together <3#out of screen shen yuan is of course the reason for all this . released tlj and was sj's shizun before hightailing it. Happy ending fairy#no idea how the timeline would work but slay#my art dump
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beep beep im a sheep
speeddraw below the cut (audio warning)
song: "Cult of Dionysis" by The Orion Experience
#before anybody says anything i have never played cotl in my entire life and i dont plan to. but. crow showed me some narilamb art#and i. well.. HMMMMM kinda fruity if i do say so myself..#also i wanted to play around with the lambs design and had fun basing their outfit a little on crusader armor. mostly the cloth in the fron#i dont think id last 10 minutes playing cotl. partly because i suck at strategy games and not hugely drawn to roguelike games#and partly because i think i would cry real tears if i had to sacrifice someone despite fully knowing theyre nonsentient npc characters#i must admit i think the world and gameplay mechanics are interesting.. havent watched any playthroughs but ive been skimming thru the#wiki pages. kindareminds me of binding of Isaac but i dont have the patience for those kinds of games sadly#also apparently u guys are getting a sex update so i feel like ill be in full blast of whatever comes out of that#i might draw god of death lamb because i kind of have an idea of what their horns would look like. but im gonna hate drawing an outfit ugh#noooo dont usurp god and reap destruction for generations to come youre so sexy haha#cotl#cult of the lamb#cotl lamb#cotl lambert#cotl fanart#my art#myart#videos#speeddraw#progress art
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Guy let me introduce you to my husband
I adore him
#he takes selfies like a grandpa#i love 'too close to his face' pics of ram UGH#I SAID I ADORE HIM !!!!!#i love him so much he makes me feel sick and I need to lay down#cries cries cries why cant I hold his hand#i feel insane auggh#ramattra#overwatch#the 2nd pic was supposed to be a serious screenshot#bc you can see his forehead lights glowing#which is sexy#but heehhggkr#hhhusband#i dont think i'll ever be hinged about this guy
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Every time I read Fernando cursing in fic, I can only think about this clip and then my brain short-circuits
#i have many feelings i shall not disclose about this clip#but i thought abt it again bcs in some fic i was reading it had fernando saying 'joder'#AND THIS CLIP JUST SHOT DIRECTLY INTO THE FOREFRONT OF MY BRAIN#fernando season 1 truly fed us so well#like seriously that show is a fernando fans wet dream theres just...so much...interesting...stuff...#i kept having to replay this clip bcs aaaahhhhhhhh my god.......the cursing...the low tone...the rolling Rs#wdym this clip is about being ahead in a race? all i can hear is sexy cursing and that it is brilliant :)#and nando himself listening back to the clip and just nodding confidently...I AM DEAD HE KILLED ME#(im not really used to reading Spanish J(too used to English J and German J) so the H sound doesnt really pop into my head immediately)#(so i could never really like visualize Spanish speaking charas saying words like joder in a sexy way)#(and then they showed that part in the show and my brain leaked out of my head)#*not actually strollonso but strollonso in my heart because this clip is how I visualize dom Fernando hehehe#i dont remember the ep i think it was either 4 or 5#i think itd be funny if it was 4 tho bcs i think that ep had the most insane clips and gave so much content#(that one had kitty fernando/carlando sr gay drama scene/nando getting railed(thematically)/etc)#fernando alonso#fernando(show)#fa14#formula 1#formula one#f1#we do a little bit of f1#fernando s1e5
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farcille postcanon characterization warmup that got way out of hand. beware, here be spoilers, dragoncock, and bottoming as an extreme sport.
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Marcille has always loved Falinâs voice. Soft, high, airy and girlishâit was always as gentle as the rest of her, even in the midst of pitched combat. When things went to hell in a handbasket, it was always Falinâs whispery incantations that kept Marcille grounded as blood and monster guts sailed through the air.Â
And that hasnât changed. No amount of dragon could really change that, Marcille thinks. Yes, she she has moments when her voice becomes rough and ragged and guttural, mostly when sheâs swinging her mace or her fists, or gritting her teeth through a monster claw stuck into her side. But maybe that urge to growl was always there, and sheâs just finally able to voice it now. Marcille finds that sheâs loud at times she would have been silent beforeâgrunting with exertion when she would have grimaced quietly, singing some nonsense melody over a mundane task when she would have hummed it under her breathâand thatâs a good thing.
But otherwise, nothing has changed. Falinâs voice is as delicate as ever, chiming in a lilting giggle behind a dainty gesture of her hand. Rustling like pages of well-loved books as she casts her protective wards, or ponders over how to cook a new monster, or murmurs right into Marcilleâs ear while sheâŠ
Well. While sheâs got Marcille bent over her own desk with her nightgown pooled at her ankles. Marcilleâs not sure if itâs rude or considerate that she didnât get a chance to dress herself before she had a girthy cock shoved up her cunt first thing in the morning.Â
âMarcille,â Falin whispers, unfairly shaky as if sheâs the one getting fucked within an inch of her life. Sheâs mouthing at Marcilleâs neck, draped over her and pressing as close as possible in every way, gripping Marcilleâs hands tight and keening like sheâs found heaven between her legs. âMarcille, MarcilleâŠâÂ
Itâs not fair. Itâs not fair that she gets to do that, that she gets to sound like thatâwith that sweet voice sheâs always had, now making obscene little noises that are still whispery fine and almost ethereal coming from her mouth. These quiet, barely voiced sighs that puff against Marcilleâs ear, the dulcet moans that thrum against her skin, and that demure little gasp when she thrusts a little harder and somehow finds even more space inside Marcille to bottom out inâ
âMarcilleâŠâ she whimpers like sheâs in pain, on the verge of tears, fingers tight between Marcilleâs as they grip the edge of the rattling desk together. âYou feelâso good, oh⊠Youâreââanother moan buried just behind her earâ"so wet, so goodâŠâÂ
Itâs not like Marcille got the chance to be anything else right now, did she? Not when Falin fell upon her just as she was sorting through her documents, pressed against her back and already unfastening the clasps of her gown and slipping it off her shoulders. She was fully naked before she even got a playful good morning whispered into her earâitâs a miracle she had the forethought to push her papers out of the way just before Falin had her wrapped around her finger in the most literal sense.Â
Well. Fingers in the plural, really, since she always starts with two. Usually while pawing at Marcilleâs tit with her other hand until her stupid knees give out and she ends up buckling over whatever surface is nearbyâin this case, her desk, mercifully free of any uncapped inkwells at the moment. Now slathered with sweat that makes her tits slip and slide along the wooden varnish, of course, but otherwise non-disastrous.Â
Hopefully her nightgown is catching most of the mess running down her thighs, or sheâs going to have to make the most humiliating request to the castle staff about her carpets for the third time this monthâ
âYesâŠ!â Falin digs her heels in and fucks her even harder, taken with some kind of mindless momentum all of a sudden. âI love you,â she pants in that stupidâfeathery, daisy-light tone that has no business being this sweet while sheâs ravaging Marcille like thisâ âyouâre perfect, youâre perfectââÂ
Marcilleâs going to die like this. This is how sheâs going to go: Bleating like an animal with her cheek stuck to her desk with drool, eyes just permanently rolled back in her head, toes barely touching the floor as Falin keeps fucking her further onto the desk. She hasnât said a single coherent word since her second orgasm however many minutes ago, just broken into an endless stream of guttural noises as her cunt slobbers and squelches around Falinâs cock almost as loudly as sheâs wailing.Â
âMarcille,â Falin keens, sounding like a bashful princess ravished to breathlessnessâjust something straight out of a high-minded erotica novelâall while hammering Marcille into the desk at a shallow, breakneck pace. âYou feelâfeel sâo good, youâre perfect, ohâoh, youâre perfect, youâre beautiful, I love you, I love youââÂ
For the love ofâfuck. Marcille can distantly hear herself scream, can feel the desk digging into her as she flails, her grasp on sanity getting thinner and thinner with each word that tumbles out of Falinâs mouth and shoots straight through her nerves. Sheâsâgood god, sheâs not usually this talkative. Itâs almost always Marcille begging and blabbering about how much she wants Falinâs cock, how good it feels, how she wants it harder and faster and more, screaming and crying Falinâs name over and overâ
But now, in the absence of Marcilleâs pathetic yappingâafter sheâs already fucked the words out of Marcille so thoroughlyâFalinâs taken it upon herself to murmur a stream of honeyed nonsense into her ear, her frail and gentle voice breaking with desperationâand fuck, itâs not fair.
âYes, yes, ohââ Falin sobs into her neck. âI love itâI love it when you sound like this, I love youâyouâre so good, so good for me, my MarcilleââÂ
No, no, no, she canât do that, she canât do thatâshe canât say that, in that voice, while her cock is so deep in Marcille thereâs hardly room for anything else, battering all her nerve endings and rearranging her so that thereâs nothing left but her, Falin, Falinâ
âAh!â Falin cries out, like sheâs the one getting reamed against her stupid fucking desk so hard she can barely breatheâ âYes, please, pleaseâplease say my name again!âÂ
Well. She can beg all she fucking wants, but itâs not going to be pretty and she has no one to blame but herselfâitâs her fault Marcille can hardly speak, itâs her fault her name is only coming in rough wails with both syllables separated with heaving, crying breaths. Marcille gives it her all, scrapes whatever intelligence she has left to speak, and sounds like a dying animal in a way that canât possibly be anything but hideous to listen toâ
And still, Falin sobs, as if in utter ecstasy as she fucks Marcille so hard the desk starts scraping along the floor in harsh jumps.Â
âYes, yesâahââ Her voice, not so whispery gentle now but still so melodious and clear, sounding out from deep in her chestâ âIâloveâyouââ she weeps, punctuated by the hard slams of the desk against the floor as she drops the rapid pace in favor of mercilessly hard thrustsâ âBeautifulâperfectâmine!âÂ
Then she finally, finally comesânot that it stops her, not with how she thrusts with every spurt. Like sheâs not just satisfied with letting it spill out, like she needs to fuck it into Marcille with all her strength, once, twice, then one last time, stuffing her cunt absolutely full with searing heatâ
And Marcille doesnât even realize sheâs coming until sheâs unceremoniously ejected out the other side of the high, that telltale swoop of vertigo rushing through her veins. The orgasm doesn't even have the grace to let her go limp with afterglow, of course, and sheâs left there convulsing and twitching like a drowning fish. With her jaw pressed to the desk, she can actually hear her teeth chatter from how hard sheâs shaking, Falinâs warm weight on her be damned.Â
(One day. One day, sheâll stop embarrassing herself like thisâone day sheâll finish like a normal person during sex, instead of going off like a cheap firework every half hour and wringing an orgasm out of herself as soon as she feels Falin finish inside her, whether or not she even had one left in her to begin with.)Â
âM-Marcille,â Falin stammers, her voice breathless but now shy and girlish again as she slowly untangles their hands. âAre youâare you okay?âÂ
The gall. To ask her that, when sheâs nothing but a sweaty carcass slung over her desk, still twitching erratically. To be so gentle as she straightens up and kisses the back of her neck, tenderly brushing her hair to the side as she pulls out ever so slowlyâ
And still. Not. Slowly. Enoughâapparently! Not with the sparks that explode in Marcilleâs eyes again, utterly unclear if this is another orgasm or just a particularly brutal aftershock! She just goes squeaking and shaking and sliding off the desk onto her knees, hands clapped over her cunt like theyâre going to protect her from the lightning racing up and down her spine. She doesnât even know where she landed, really, convulsing and closing her thighs around her hand as cum and slick drools into her palms, falling forward andâ and smacking her head against the edge of her desk.
âOh!â Feathered arms clasp around her before she can slide past the wood with her sweaty forehead and land on her face. âCarefulâare you okay?âÂ
The gall. The audacity. Theâsomething, or whatever, fuck, Marcille doesnât even care anymore. Her head throbs with an oncoming bruise, she canât feel her legs, she can feel her pussy way too much, and itâs a wonder she hasnât fallen apart on the spotâ
âOkay⊠letâsâŠâ Thereâs some maneuvering going on, but hell if Marcille can actually tell what Falinâs doing. âHere, letâs take a bathâIâll go draw some water.âÂ
Marcille whines, because noâshe doesnât know where she is, she just twists until her face finds feathers and buries herself there. She even manages to bring one cum-covered hand to grip at the quils, because this mess is Falinâs fault and if she doesn't like it then she can wash it off herselfâbut sheâs not allowed to leave.Â
A little chuckle under her breathâand itâs so fucking cute and girlish like she hasnât just demolished a full grown woman to the brink of unconsciousness, but Marcille canât even find it in herself to be mad. Falin can ask her whatever the hell she wants, do whatever the hell she wants, so long as she doesnât let go.Â
âIâm bringing you with me, I promise,â Falin whispers so tenderly, pressing a kiss to Marcilleâs head. Thereâs arms tightening around her back and under her knees, and she feels herself being lifted. âI wouldnât leave you like thatâŠâÂ
Better not, Marcille grumbles to herself. Not sure if it made it past her mouth, but it doesnât matter. Falinâs going to take responsibility for turning her morning intoâinto this, even if it means having to draw some bathwater with an elf clinging to her the entire time. Sheâs going to be the one to wash her off, bring her their missed breakfast, and tell everyone why she wasnât there at the morning meetingâ
Maybe not that last part.Â
âIâm sorry,â she hears, in that soft and whispery tone sheâs loved for so many years. That voice that didnât change, even with everything that happenedâeverything that Marcille did to her, and itâsâ
It would be so, incredibly stupid if she started crying out of nowhere.Â
âLiar,â she whines, digging the indignant annoyance back up to pout like a spoiled brat. âYou liked⊠every secondâŠâÂ
Another giggle that so infuriatingly lovely. âI did.â The sound of a squeaky valve turning, then rushing water that slaps against stone. âDid you?âÂ
Marcille just grumbles again and clings even tighter. Falin just laughs a little louder and strokes her hair, too kind to demand an answer in so many wordsâor, perhaps, impishly content to let Marcille incriminate herself with her silence, as she so often does.
#farcille#fic#nsft#dungeon meshi#dungeon meshi manga spoilers#so this was just supposed to be a characterization exercise#bc i could feel my falin slipping and needed to recalibrate around her having a hayami saori voice regardless of what she's doing#and partially bc i wanted to see what my marcille narration would sound like#results: i think i did okay on recalibrating falin and reaffirming her intrinsic gentleness so i dont go too hard on the dragoning cliches#marcille narration is a little too sardonic bc im definitely borrowing from my other twinky whitegirls but i can work on it#and im so so incredibly mean to marcille this is so funny#i don't even know if this is sexy or not im so sorry i was actually laughing while i was writing#the dragoness of melini#I GUESS?? THIS COULD BE CONSIDERED A FOLLOW UP??
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"mephisto pheles could've been a tumblr sexy man if blue exorcist was popular" <- doesn't know
#HE LITERALLY *WAS* ONE#AND AOEX *WAS* MASSIVELY POPULAR AT THE TIME. DURING THE PEAK TIME FOR TUMBLR SEXY MEN TOO#BUT FOR SOME REASON PPL LOST THEIR MEMORY AND FORGOT ABOUT HIM AND IT MAKES ME GO INSANE#LIKE I ONLY STARTED AOEX IN 2015 AND I FUCKING KNEW THIS BC THERES SO MUCH REMNANTS OF THAT ERA#idk what or who make the qualifications for tumblr sexy men but like PLEASE tell if u also remember ppl treating him as one#like fucking junkrat and waluigi are ''considered''tumblr sexy men but MEPHISTO WITH HIS TOPHAT & MORALLY GRAY DEMONIC PERSONALITY ISNT????#he was literally one of the FIRST. THE BLUEPRINT. SMH. these ppl dont know culture..#idk why im so mad i dont even like meph like that i think its just insane that ppl dont know this#being a long term aoex fan rlly feels like everyone else got MIB mind-wiped and ur the only one who remembers#blue exorcist#ao no exorcist#aoex#.txt#mephisto pheles
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bro that really haunts my narrative
#w101#w101 fandom#wizard101#wizard101 fandom#the old one#sal art#desperately need to sit down and lay out my feelings abt how much the old one's presence is utterly crucial to arc 4 despite the fact#that (spoilers) he dies like 20 minutes into it#like obviously its most strongly felt in lemuria he is haunting that shit like a ghost in a house#but even up to (BIG SPOILERS) the end of wallaru and everything that happens there#w101 spoilers#just in case#love when media hypes a guy up and then they immediately get murked#working caption was 'haha noo dont haunt the narrative ur so sexy' based on that one meme#mostly this was just me fuckin around w divide layers. fun effect#oh yeah world icons courtesy of the wiki. i was not redrawing those things
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in light of recent events
#vivs writing unironically reminds me of 'moralism'/centerism so bad.#the status quo must always be protected#for clarity--for peace of mind#classism must be upheld. what will make it better is interclass relationships! like the smoker n sunday friend. dont be alarmed by the power#imbalance and the shady optics. it's cute and sexy. everythibg must remain the same so we can have our cutes aesthetic power imbalance#romance#helluva boss will be exactly as it is now. stolas is in his palace. everything is right in hell.#disco elysium#i feel bad putting this in the tag lmao#hazbin hotel /hb is a half eaten chicken nugget and de is duck confit with concord grapes on the side#what i would give for stolas being portrayed like charlie boy..#hazbin critical#hazbin leaks#helluva critical#helluva boss critical
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His acting in this is immaculate.
Vincent Price - Baron of Arizona (1950)
#vincent price#the baron of Arizona#baron of Arizona#western#western film#cry#crying#his acting is perfect#immaculate#so much emotion#emotional#emotion#reaction gif#hes so cute#so sexy#i wanna make him feel better...#i dont know if i wanna hug him or fuck him#....what?#bicon#bisexual icon#horror#old horror movies#vintage#movie#actor#handsome#gif#gifs made by me#gif set#gifs
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"So pathetic," Billy says, grabbing Stu's hair and forcing his head up. "Can't even tell me what he wants. Pathetic."
Stu choked back a sob as more tears fell from his face. "I want you, Billy," he said hoarsely.
Billy snarled and shoved Stu to the ground. He crawled on top of the other man, pinning him down. "Yeah, you want me? Want me to what? Fuck you? Stab you? Kill you? I'll do all three if you beg nicely."
Stu nodded eagerly as Billy caressed his cheek. "Yes, god, Billy, yes."
Billy's face changed, softened even, and he rolled off of Stu, laying next to him.
"Billy?" Stu asked, the eagerness from before leaving his voice. He wiped his face, sensing something was off.
Billy closed his eyes. "I don't want to kill you." He reached over and took Stu's hand in his. "But the next time you annoy me, trust me, I will end you," he said jokingly.
Stu turned his head to look at him, smiling softly. "Good to know."
There was silence.
"So...no sex tonight?"
Billy shrugged. "No, I'm not really in the mood. I mean, if you want to, we can-"
Stu squeezed his hand. "Nope! You don't want to, so we're not going to. It has to be a yes both ways, and it's not right if we do it tonight."
Billy felt like a ton of rocks had been lifted off his chest. "Thanks, Stu."
Stu sat up and looked down at Billy. "Hannibal? I got a new copy because the old one scratched."
Billy nodded. "Hell yeah."
#i have this headcanon where billy is like aroace flux and sometime just tries to act all sexy but is actually sex repulsed at times#but he wants to be the bigger person and make stu feel good but he's had enough of lying so he finally tells the truth#they still have sex but not all the time because billy does get sex repulsed at times#also like they have lives#scream 1996#stuilly#stu x billy#billy x stu#stu macher#billy loomis#scream movie#scream#dont kill people#and only have sex if you really want to#never force yourself to have sex#and if your partner is forcing you into sex then that is not a good partner
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ârequiem for methuselahâ crazy ass episode for many reasons. Kirk is being fully insane, like I donât actually think, even controlling for how quickly and easily and readily he seems to fall in love with anybody at the slightest encouragement, that heâd go that bonkers for that android woman he just met while everyone on the ship was this close to dying, but thatâs neither here nor there, because in the background youâve got an equally but much more subtly insane episode for Spock, who extremely uncharacteristically admits to experiencing an emotion (or nearly experiencing, whatever) and that emotion is ENVY of all things. And then spends the rest of the episode warning Kirk away from this new love interest (something that doesnât usually happen, even when Kirk has very inadvisable love interests) and is, in the end, the person who accurately identifies that Raynaâs competing love for Kirk and Flint is ultimately what overwhelms and destroys her with the most killer line in maybe history???
And then to wrap it up we get an equally uncharacteristic sort of denouement scene (TOS loooves to cut an episode off right after the actual climax, leaving little time for falling action or character reflection, or to stick a sitcom-y button on the end where the gang all smiles and laughs at their misadventures and everything resets to zero, which is not a criticism, itâs just the style of that era of tv, honestly) where Kirk is literally miserable over Raynaâs death (again, kind of unusual for a lot of his love interests, he tends to be able to move on pretty quickly) and Spock goes to see him and he falls asleep right in front of Spock (also odd) and then when Bones comes in to give the final word on Flint, Spock waves him off from waking the Captain (tender) and Bones gives him that awful speech about how itâs sadder that Spock canât even imagine the love Kirk felt for this random android woman than it is that Kirk lost her in the first place (debatable but also rude) and how his great tragedy is that he canât love at all like they can and how all he wishes is that Kirk could forget about all of this and move on. AND THEN, to have Bones leave and Spock go over to Kirk and very gently, tenderly, reluctantly touch him and put his hand to his forehead and tell him to forget and HAVE THAT BE THE END OF THE EPISODE??? What am I supposed to do with that??
#âthe joys of love made her human. the agonies of love destroyed herâ hUH. What a cool line.#hope it doesnât become some sort ofâŠthesis statement for you or something SPOCK#listen my number one beef with the way they write bones is that they just make him completely mischaracterize everything to suit the plot#this man is not an idiot he KNOWS Spock has emotions and just suppresses them#youâre going to tell me heâs been on that ship with Spock for years and thinks he feels no love whatsoever for anyone???#like even after what happened in the empath and in that episode where McCoy thought he was dying#he knows Spock loves people!!! COME ON#does he really just mean romantic love?? thatâs so boring WRITE HIM BETTER#also theyâre banking a lot on people remembering what the Vulcan mind meld is for that last bit#like I know it comes up a lot butâŠthis is 1968 or whatever. They donât have this shit on dvd to rewatch#youâre counting on really dedicated fan memory here or on people catching reruns#because otherwise it just looks like Spock waiting to be alone to touch Kirk as tenderly as possible and pray he forgets this woman#truly whatâs going on#anyway I kind of hated this episode#like quite frankly there was too much going on#are androids people? would Kirk fall in love that hard that quickly and choose it over the safety of his crew?#why wasnt the illness ravaging the crew a bigger deal??#they didnât even get into WHY flint was immortal#he was just a regular human and apparently the ONLY one who was granted immortality by the earthâs atmosphere#leaving aside the very creepy and very early born sexy yesterday trope going on throughout#but it was a really good Spock episode if you justâŠ.dont look at anything elseâŠ.#the writer for this one also did Day of the Dove and Mirror Mirror which explains a LOT#two other episodes that are interesting for the character dynamics but really chaotic plot wise#anyway imagine saying to Spockâs face that he has no idea what love can drive a man to do#one has to laugh#tos#star trek#as alwaysâŠ. Iâm sorry that Iâm Like This
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birthday bunny: under the clothes edition đ€
#ok to rb#bunnyflesh#I really really really like these ones#they're so high waisted they go up to the middle of my waist and they hold my belly in the front so cutely too đ„ș#and I like that they're literally only opaque over my coochie and LITERALLY nothing else#also so breathable#i literally dont feel like i have underwear on#also shout-out to my wife who managed to buy frilly/lacey/sexy underwear that also doesnt make me feel dysphoric as fuck đ„°
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@chamiryokuroi YOUR MIND!!!!!! I AM SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS TWEET
#i dont usually tag people but chami you cant keep doing this to me#do you think he does it on the news?#somebody catches a video of him kissing the b and bernard has to sit at home and just Know that tim is thinking bout him#do you think bernard catches sight of tim perched on a building one night and tim slowly and tenderly pulls out the necklace#never breaking eye contact once#and presses a kiss to it?#do you think bernard shivered like he could feel tim?#not to be that person#but the inherent sexiness of catholicism is sooo#the inherent romanticism of catholicism is so Real to me#pressing a kiss to the rosary while you make direct eye contact with your lover#as if to say 'know that this is you to me. know that when i kiss this i imagine it's you. that i keep you beside me at all times'#god chami#the timber brainrot you have given me#bernard dowd#tim drake#timbern#timber#dc
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