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*me trying to keep up with the boops* 😂
#navybrat rambles#tumblr#boop#case of the mondays#i don't really wanna do the work today#yes lovelies#i sadly have to work#boo and hiss#adulting is a scam#are you reading my tags?#go drink some water#stay hydrated my friends#boop boop
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You can tell we had a national holiday in Germany as my pet names post took off last night
And it’s still going because most people took a second holiday, or all the teachers are stalking Tumblr
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By day, one way, by night another...⋆✴︎˚。⋆
{cr. 0613data, namuspromised, dwellingsouls}
#bts#btsgif#dailybts#btsedit#suga#yoongi#min yoongi#bts yoongi#bts suga#rékagif#usersky#so. i know this set is not aesthetically pleasing or cool to look at. but. ive been meaning to make a transition set like this one inspired#by so so many tiktok videos ive seen - sadly i couldnt make it work with my video editor and i dont have after effects so#i worked with what i have this is why its so wonky and bad but - i am kinda so proud of myself because this turned out better than i#imagined it would so i am posting it out of pure joy because i somehow made it work - in an ugly way but it works
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What do you mean that’s not what Blitzø was thinking about
#stolitz#blitzø#helluva boss#helluva boss shorts#helluva boss spoilers#helluva boss shorts spoilers#sadly I can only make gifs from my iPad and the text turned out to be so small once updated#on my iPad I have no clue of how big the thing is going to be in the end#I miss my photoshop pc#it was old af and only worked for ps and the sims but still
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18+ | cw: improper use of plumping lipgloss, mentions of alcohol, oral sex, it's steddie endgame i promise | crossposted on twitter
it’s no secret, steve likes making out. likes isn’t a strong enough word. he loves making out. loves grabbing hold of someone and pulling them close, loves laying over them on a couch, on a bed, hips just barely moving as he takes them apart with lips and teeth and tongue.
that doesn’t change once he’s had a few drinks either, body tingling with tequila or vodka or something equally strong that has his inhibitions thrown to the wind. he’s always able to find someone willing to dance with him, hips pressed together and arms wrapped around shoulders.
it’s usually girls, pretty things with pretty hair that draw steve in like a punch drunk happy moth to an overzealous flame. they’ll turn their heads with a flirty shy smile and follow him out to the dance floor before pressing up tight against his front.
they’ll curl their fingers into his where they rest low on their hips and keep him close. they’ll drop their heads onto his shoulder and let their breath ghost over the side of his face until he gets the all too obvious hint.
steve likes making out on a dance floor. no, not likes.
loves.
that is until his lips are covered in sticky, sweet lip gloss and he’s pulling away because his tongue is on fire, tingling from something other than alcohol and the thrill of being in a pretty girl’s mouth.
“what is that?” he yells into her ear over the bumping bass.
“sorry,” the girl says sheepishly, “it’s my lipgloss. it plumps my lips.”
she goes back in to kiss steve once more and he isn’t exactly going to deny her. her lips are pretty just like her, plump and shiny and all too inviting, so he kisses her back. the gloss is spicy on the cracks of his lips, on the tip of his tongue when he he pulls her lip in between his teeth. it’s addictive in a way. he wonders if his own lips will plump up from the contact alone.
later, when they say their drawn out goodbyes outside of the club, he’ll ask to borrow the lip gloss since his night isn’t over yet. she’ll pull it out with a grin and apply it so sweetly to her own lips and then to his. her touch is gentle and precise before she puts the tube back in her purse and then connects their lips for a final time.
steve likes to make out. no, not likes.
loves.
so he goes to a bar around the corner, robin hot on his coat tails with some blonde she picked up attached to her side, and he’ll order a vodka soda that he can sip through a straw so he doesn’t destroy his pretty glossed lips. the bar is grungy, but steve almost prefers that, able to blend into smoky shadows and dark corners while he watches the crowd.
while he watches someone in the crowd watch him back.
he has wild curly hair and handcuffs on his belt and steve swears he’s staring at his lips and the way the light is bouncing off of the gloss, but he isn’t too sure. not until there’s wild curly hair and handcuffs on a belt standing right in front of him.
steve has a different confidence with guys. maybe it’s because he has to read them a little differently. maybe its because he gets read by them a little differently, too. but flirting is flirting all the same and steve finds himself biting at his lip and licking away some of the spicy lip gloss with a wince as it burns the inside of his mouth.
curly hair handcuff guy is cuter once they start talking for a while, all animated and vibrant, a bright shiny beacon in a dingy bar. he finds out his name is eddie with a lingering handshake that means something, fingers trailing and tingling like they had a spice to them, too.
they don’t dance, but they do end up out back, sharing a cigarette as drunk people stumble around them. it’s easy enough for eddie to light, flame from the lighter sparking in his big, brown eyes.
“so steve,” he says, flicker of some other kind of spark in his eye, “where to?”
and steve knows how to do this part. he grabs the cigarette out of eddie’s mouth and puffs on it himself, blowing the smoke over his head. “is it too forward to say i don’t think i can last much longer without getting my mouth on you?”
eddie grins and lets his eyes flit down. “no. is it too forward for me to say that i’d let you do anything to me, mouth or otherwise?”
he takes the cigarette back and steve can see his trace left behind on the filter, can see when the hint of gloss hits eddie’s lips if the wrinkle of his eyebrows is anything to go off of.
he doesn’t say anything, just winks over at steve. he doesn’t say anything, just drags him into a taxi. he doesn’t say anything, just wraps a hand high over steve’s thigh, just pushes steve up against his apartment wall, just fumbles over handcuffs and pushes down his jeans.
steve likes making out. no, not likes.
loves.
if he loves making out, then he really fucking craves giving head. he feels like a cartoon animal with hearts popping out of his head as he pulls eddie’s cock out of his briefs. he licks his lips like he’s starving and regrets it when the gloss singes his tongue.
steve looks up from his knees and swipes a finger over his lips, holding it up high for eddie to see. “taste it,” he whispers.
eddie’s eyes widen, but he obediently bends his neck, tongue lolling out so he can lap at steve’s finger. “your lip gloss is spicy,” eddie says flatly as he recoils.
steve nods. “and it’s going on your cock unless you say otherwise.”
which is how steve finds himself turning eddie into a writhing mess. his hands hold onto the backs of eddie’s shaking knees as he works over his cock. his hair stings as eddie tugs on the strands. his eyes water as he sucks him in deeper and deeper into his throat, spicy lipgloss tingly on his tongue and cheeks.
“you are a fucking wonder,” eddie whines, hips humping as he grinds himself further into steve’s mouth. “just fucking made for this, huh?”
steve pulls off and spits on his cock to jack his hand over it as he pulls the head to his lips. he rubs the sensitive tip over his lips just to watch eddie twitch.
“you have no idea.”
he blows a line of cool air over the gloss that’s left there and drinks in the way eddie’s eyes roll back in his head before swallowing him back down, reveling in the spice that hits the back of his throat as he does so.
when eddie comes, he pulls steve off so he can paint his pretty, puffy, plump lips with it, dragging his cock over them to make a mess. it’s not a surprise when steve licks it off, spicy and salty and a special kind of sweet that he thinks is all eddie. he leans up to place a kiss into the thatch of hair over eddie’s cock, smearing behind come and shiny lip gloss.
“you gonna wait for me to come in my pants or can i go fuck you?”
steve likes making out. no, not likes.
loves.
and he loves giving eddie head. and he loves fucking eddie. and he loves waking up with a spicy, sticky residue on the side of his cheek after falling asleep with his head on eddie’s chest.
and maybe, just maybe, he’ll love eddie someday, too.
#writing steddie smut at work to try and get my steddie brain worms back because they have been off at war apparently#pls don't try this because i'm sure it's not an actual safe thing to do with plumping lip gloss#this is not even remotely beta read so ignore typos pls#my writing#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie smut#steddie drabble#steddie fic#steddie ficlet#this is 30% based on a true story where i kissed a pretty girl at a bar with my plumping lip gloss on and she liked that it was spicy#it sadly didn't go anywhere after that tho
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What's your college major (if you feel comfortable answering obviously)?
on paper? computer science. tho recently ive been feeling like this image:
#lili talking#i have 2 cs degrees and still have no idea what im doing#and the lack of interviews im getting is sadly not helping my morale#ik the market is fucked rn (its why i went for my masters. i couldnt get work out of undergrad) but#ppl have certain expectations for graduates from my school#that i do not live up to#sigh
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Would Greyhold use his face tentacles to lift weights?
Not Very Well.
Bonus:
#bg3 spoilers#bg3#baldur's gate 3#karlach#greygold#squid greygold#this is too silly I am so sorry#I think the answer might've strayed from the original question but more or less- yes#sadly their strength stat did not improve#but still stronger than the 8 strength bois!#I have never used Hide in Plain Sight EVER. But Greygold would use the free invisibility for fun.#Imagine lil squidgold just rushing at you crawling with all four lil tentacles. Terrifying visual.#really all the strength points are in the tentacles; don't need to exercise those; need a work out for everything else puh
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At rest, your lungs wish to deflate, and your ribcage expands outwards.
#better drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#yiling laozu#Happy Friday the 13th!#This is scientific fact btw!#Ventilation operates through a series of active and passive forces#The active forces being muscular contraction with inhalation and exhalation having their own set of muscles.#but the interesting part is the passive forces at work:#The lungs have a certain level of elasticity to them - meaning the more they expand the more the those elastic forces are functioning-#-to try and return the system to rest (exhalation passive forces). Your diaphragm is the main force - pushing against the lungs at rest.#Your ribcage on the other hand is under a state of being pulled outwards. It *wants* to be as open as possible.#These to contradicting forces create a constant push and pull which assists in the ebb and flow of air. Most significantly with exhalation.#Now that being said - the primary action of inhalation ventilation is through control centers in your brainstem.#If you lose connection to that due to trauma you're going to need ventilation assistance.#Small note: Respiration is the cellular event of chemical exchange in the alveoli. Ventilation is airflow and pressure.#They are both important but also very different things. Sadly used interchangeably.#My anatomy nerd brain is screaming over the inaccurate ribcage...but its...recognizable. I will get it right one day.#Okay nerd rant over (I cut out a lot of stuff about pressure gradients. They are cool. To me.)#This is a redraw of an mspaint doodle I made back in april. I yearn to make the Yiling Laozu eerie as he deserves#Tear that bitch (affectionate) apart!#Been playing around with hatching for a while and its amazing how many styles there are! Not sure I'll stick with this one (but it was fun)
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Does anyone else get "mother who hates her daughter because she sees all the parts she hates in herself in her daughter" and "daughter hating herself because she's becoming just like her father" vibes within lestat and Claudia? No? Okay....
#iwtv#interview with the vampire tv show#interview with the vampire#iwtv tv#lestat de lioncourt#claudia iwtv#claudia interview with the vampire#i will acknowledge there is parts of himself in her he likes BUT most traits in her that are his he hates guys#anyways does anyone have any fics explorijg this thing between them? i fucking love it man#if i didnt have school work and other writing projects i woukd try to immediately brainstorm a little oneshot polt to showcase this part of#their dymantic that i mention in this post btw. but sadly as mention3d before i cant do that rn....sigh.....
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Do you know the number of manga authors who have died in the last decade? Do you know the number of physical illnesses a mangaka can develop due to his work? Muscle and posture problems, kidney problems, circulation problems. Not to mention that in recent years it is also common to say “being sick” to have depression, something that many manga artists suffer from due to the media exposure of their works to hundreds of thousands of ungrateful people who constantly insult and harass them.
Some of y'all are disgusting.
I hope I don't see any of you posting ANYTHING about the importance of mental health on your shitty profiles after everything you're doing with Gege Akutami. You're so self-fucking-centered and ungrateful.
#authors being constantly sick sadly has been a tendency these last years#i'm really sorry for them#also hold my japanese labor expliotation normalization and work culture#you are SICK everyone#the things you're saying to justify your forced ideas of mediocrity have reach a certain point#where i wish not to breath the same air as you#dís-gus-ting#i hope you ever get to grow up#jujutsu kaisen#@meyers#jjk 262#gege akutami#—meyers»talks🌸
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Yall wanna see a magic trick?
#I will do everything and anything to not have to color lmao#sadly this only works for pieces with just them#but it was a very fun thing to find out
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This is a super short (550-ish words) snippet from the maxiel hockey au I got 30k into before life got in the way. I’ll probably never finish it, so have this random scene. For context, Daniel is staying at Max’s home because he has an ankle injury and the only bedroom at his own place had stairs.
Daniel hears Max before he sees him. Based on the frantic pounding down the stairs, you’d think Max was being chased by a fucking murderer.
“Daniel,” the shadowy figure in Daniel’s doorframe says in a shaky, frantic voice. Daniel hasn’t kept his door shut since the cats first started scratching at it and demanding to be let in, and he briefly wonders in the recesses of his sleep-addled mind if Max has ever Edward from Twilighted him and just watched him sleep.
“Hmmph?” Daniel manages. His brain is thick and sluggish through the foggy, sleep haze surrounding it. He tries to prop himself up on one elbow and immediately fails.
“There’s a spider in my room,” Max hisses, as if he’s scared the spider might somehow hear him and immediately attack. “Can you come kill it?”
“I am not walking up stairs right now,” Daniel groans. It was a brutal PT session, and he spent half his afternoon with his ankle wrapped in ice and elevated. Plus, he’s not exactly fond of spiders either.
“I can’t sleep in there,” Max says, and Daniel wants so badly to make fun of him, but there’s an edge of real panic in his voice. Also, Daniel is even more scared of far more embarrassing shit, so he’d never win.
“Stay in here,” Daniel says, reaching an arm behind him to flop at the empty space. “Plenty of room.”
Max only hesitates for a second before crawling in. “Are you sure?” he asks, like he isn’t already sticking his cold toes against Daniel for warmth.
“The terrors will probably kill the spider by morning for us,” Daniel says, letting his head drop back onto his pillow.
“Jimmy and Sassy are not terrors. It’s not nice how you talk about them,” Max says primly as a crash echoes from somewhere upstairs. Daniel doesn’t dignify him with a response.
He feels Max’s weight settle behind him, and a hand reaches out as his eyes drift back shut and lightly caresses his exposed shoulder. “Thank you, Daniel.”
In the morning, Daniel wakes up to find Max curled in a ball around a pillow he somehow stole from under Daniel’s head, quietly letting out cute little snores. Sassy is lying content on the floor nearby with half a dead spider dangling out her mouth.
“That’s your problem to collect and throw away,” he tells a sleeping Max. He’s got freckles on his shoulders, Daniel notices, a whole constellation of them decorating the broad, pale canvas.
He fights the urge to trace the space between them and instead collects Max’s morning Red Bull from the fridge. He leaves it to drip condensation on the bedside table closest to Max’s pillow-creased face, next to a little note that Daniel is out for his morning walk.
Max texts him twenty minutes in to his stroll.
Max Verstappen: thanks for the red bull. okay if i stay again if we don’t find the spider? It was huge.
Daniel gnaws at his cuticle, contemplating his response for half a second. It’s not like he has proof that spider was the one Max saw. Sassy probably got rid of the evidence, so he can’t ask. He doesn’t want to make Max sleep in a room that makes him anxious.
Daniel Ricciardo: Of course. Better to be safe. That spider could be deadly.
Max Verstappen: Need your Australian powers to scare it off
Daniel Ricciardo: 🤺🤺🤺
When he opens the kitchen bin later that day, he sees the body of the spider sitting on the top.
“Crazy girl. You learned how to open the bin,” he coos to Sassy, aiming for a head scratch she runs away from and pretending he doesn’t see the very human tissue wrapped around the remains.
#fellas is it gay to both pretend you dont know the spider is dead to keep sharing a bed with your teammate#twilight and roller coaster tycoon are mentioned a weird amount of times in this fic#sadly no roller coaster tycoon reference made this snippet though#also theyre both leafs bc everything is about the leafs at all times :)#maxiel#fics#posting this bc i’m having a crisis about having to work for the rest of my life#i miss being a student#i just want to make my blorbos kiss and vibe at home#hockey au
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last saturday that will be spent staring 20 minutes at a screen watching this guy go thru incomprehensible horrors. cant wait to have normal weekends from now on
#im a trimax truther sorry brothers there will be little stampy art in here.#however i feel like its my duty to draw this guy chilling after watching him get shoved in a meat grinder for Iike 10 episodes.#may the finale be nice to him#also he is fun to draw.. i do prefer the original due to how many creative liberties i can take (with the coat lol)#however this vashie is also very good he looks like a butch lesbian which he also happens to be btw trust me i work on the show#i wish we got more episodes of him having a good time ):#but sadly hes stuck in an anime with 12 episodes with a pacing that could kill a victorian boy#trigun stampede#vash#vash the stampede#trigun#art tag
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Day 16 - protect
Alt under cut (eyestrain warning)
#ferryman#ferryman ultrakill#ultrakill#ultrakill ferryman#daily ferry#Day 16#Sometimes the fuck it we ball method does not work sadly#It’s one of those times#Anyways it’s too late and I have like 3 test tmr - I’ll add alt text later#eyestrain
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my favourite posts from 2023
#decided by what was most fun to work on#feeling a little bit miserable tonight but would it really be new year's if i wasn't dreading the year coming#happy new years anyways#it's only 11pm here so it's not quite the new year yet#lets hope 2024's a bit easier 🤞#i'm really happy with the renders i did this year#even though there was only like... 4 of them...#in 2024 i want to make more :)#my semester 2 timetable is sadly shitty so i won't have that much time until around may#i am quite buzzed rn i hope this doesn't look horrific#goodnigth#also i bought for rent :) hopefully i'll have gameplay coming soon if i can get my lazy ass to decorate the houses
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*flops some papers onto the table* I made myself very sad thinking about how onikage comes to Gyoubu when he falls and then I kept thinking what would happen if onikage didn’t disappear into ash
#sekiro#sometimes bullying works for I finished this#I hate comics#and the additional background to this is#when I started playing over Christmas my mum was watching the game#and she asked if I then get to keep the horse#and sadly no but#if onikage doesn’t disappear into ash#maybe the lil demon horse will just find it’s another master#and it might just be another hell bent loyal creature#oh no wolfie u have a horse now xoxo#u pathetic emo bean sized man
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