#idk how to tag this uhm

[henfox]

kissingchambers au | down bad since the start.

[trashbins-stuff]

u cannot love someone by hating urself bro

like when ppl say shit like "if i can decide to give happiness to either me or them (ussually partner) ill give it to them bc i do not deserve happpiness" like thats not loving ur partner that's self-deprication

[newtid]

don't typically post "vent" art, but i actually like how this one came out been havin a rough time lately, but we stay silly

[rebouks]

click this..

then click your blog(s)

scroll all the way down and click this..

profit?

[mars-paws]

uhhhhhhnnnnnn I need motivation so yeah ;-; (these are purposefully high bc I don’t want to do them)

10 notes and I’ll start doing homework the day it’s assigned.

25 notes and I’ll practice for at least 45 minutes.

45 notes and I’ll start posting a drawing at least once a day.

70 notes and I’ll write more.

100 notes and I’ll try to get outside more.

150 notes and I’ll try to eat a proper breakfast at least once a week.

165 notes and I’ll actually properly learn the State honor band audition/3 octave chromatic scale.

175 notes and I’ll be better about saving money.

2500 notes and I MIGHT talk to one of my teachers about not being called my legal name in class. (THIS IS A HUGE MAYBE)

Might add some more later. Uhhhh yeah :3

[louquettes]

🍷

[cycoekiller119]

yeah, i guess it is a little strange.

[yuki-is-a-cat]

These whatever you call em

I only have five cause I can't be bothered to make more

[skybristle]

reblogs > likes [tags appreciated]

so. a friend of mine sent me that one tumblr meme as rw and i had to draw it [screenshot below]. im sorry.

+bonus slivermoon

[juice-boxy]

Hi if you have ocd and you're reading this you have immunity now.

Yeah that post that said you're a bad person/something bad was gonna happen if you don't share/reblog/like/follow?

Well thats not true anymore.

Yeah, because I'm magic, see? I've got this cool forcefield spell, and I'm passing it to you, okay?

You're a wizard like me now.

Here, let me explain the spell!

The forecfield lasts as long as you want and shows up whenever you want. (No cool down period or anything it's wicked awesome...went through alot of cool quests to get it to be this powerful)

It looks like however you want it to look! And you can summon it however you see fit! No effort or anything required!

It's unbreakable too because we are so cool like that!!

Isn't that awesome? You're awesome!

Now go out there with your impenetrable forcefield spell and have a good time on the internet <3

EDIT: you don't have to be ocd for this to apply. You also don't need to interact with this post! It exists, and you read it, that's all you need. Ily<3

[gomzdrawfr]

OC doodle with the 141 - tw: alcohol, small mention of death

Honest Feelings

[nick-doodles]

really been enjoying watching Naruto for the first time i gotta say

[quirkle2]

ms paint with mouse time

[spoiledskullz]

Draws my Fluttercord fankid as a sonic oc.... it was bound to happen

[toiletphotoshoot]

The goobers…

[tatertot5678]

Head in the basement.

Ghost boyfriend decided he needed a blowjob, in the creepiest part of the house, good luck.

Warnings: head, basically. Oral (m!receiving) begging, praise, dom!reader, aftercare?

Mind you, this is my first ever fic so this might be bad, and not read over.

What you consume past this line is your fault, hooray!

“Do it… please” Tate asks, practically begging for it.

“Down here? Tate, it’s terrifying down here” you ask, obviously worried on why he’s insisting we’ll do it down here.

“I don’t care, I need it.” Tate whines. It’s not often you see him beg for something, so this MUST be urgent, right?

“Tate, I don’t know why you’re so insistent-” “because I need it! I’ll beg, y/n, I’ll beg.” He cuts you off, whining more.

“Tate, hun… calm down” You try to calm him down, but of course he keeps begging.

“No, you calm down! Just give me what I need.” Tates in a chair in the middle of the terrifying basement, rocking on two legs, it almost makes you nauseous thinking he’ll fall. But what worries you more is the scrapes on your knees because of the concrete floor of this basement if you go along with what he says.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” You ask, obviously concerned about whether he genuinely wants it or not.

“Yes, please.” He continues to beg, so obviously he’s actually keen on getting what he wants, a hummer.

“Geez, fine…” You crawl over towards him, feeling your knees scrape and it makes you wince softly.

“Yes, please, come here” he whines, before his hands can go to his belt, your hands are already there. He gasps softly and looks down at you, sat obediently between his legs, working to take off his belt.

“F-fuck… yes… please…” he whimpers, and sees you staring down at the bulge in his pants, and that only makes him more aroused.

“Ready?” You ask, popping his button and shimming down his pants and boxers just enough for his arousal to spring free, waiting for you with a bead of precum already. It makes you sigh softly, realizing that THAT is the lubricant you must use…

“Of course I’m ready…” he gasps as the air touches his skin, looking down at his erect cock, standing just for Y/N.

“Okay… I’ll start of gentle, alright?” You whisper, Tate just simply nods his head, deciding to be obedient and not stern and quick like usual.

You mouth sinks down, taking Tates cock in your lips, you feel him twitch inside your mouth, making you almost gag, having a shitty gag-reflex, but Tate simply giggles at that.

“Go on, take me, like the slut you are.” Tate spits, catching you off guard for a second, before you feel his veiny hand grip your hair, bobbing you along his shaft, almost making you gag again.

“F-fuck… Y-y/n… I’m so… f-fucking s-sensitive..” Tate whimpers, his grip tightening on your locks, making the bobbing faster.

Your tongue glides around in circles on the head of his cock, making a whimper-like moan come from his throat.

“y-y/n… you’re… f-fuck… you’re so good at this… don’t stop… I’m… f-fuck I’m close… h-holy s-shit…” Tate says as he forces back moans. You smirk gently against his shaft, and he feels it.

“Don’t g-get cocky with me, Y/N, you still know who’s in charge.” he spits, before his head falls back against the chair with a soft “thud” and he moans loudly.

“Don’t. Don’t you dare cum get.” You mumble against his shaft, making his head snap up in surprise and kind of… impressed by your ability to take control. His moan comes to a halt.

“O-…oh?~” he mutters.

“Don’t. You can’t…” You speed up your speed, making him squirm beneath you, feeling his hard-on twitch again, you smirk in a prideful manner.

“W-what? No… I-… y-y/n I can’t… I need to… I need to cum… please…”

“Beg. Beg for it.” You mutter against his cock.

“F-fuck… y-y/n… I need to… I need to cum… I can’t do this… I can’t hold it any longer… let me cum. Please.” He manages to get out in between moans as he feels you speed up, his hand tries desperately to get you to calm down, but of course you don’t stop.

“Cum.” You say simply, and that’s all it takes for him to let go, his cum filling your cheeks like a hungry chipmunk as his head dips back against the chair once more.

“I-… y-y/n… you… your mouth…-” Tate points out, trying not to giggle. He looks at your eyes darting around the room, not knowing what to do with the full cheeks.

“Spit, hun, on the floor. Or I’ll go grab you a tissue or something” He manages to whimper, trying to calm down his nerves after that orgasm.

You simply nod as much as you can without feeling the cum swish in your mouth, managing to not spit everywhere.

Tate fixes his pants and heads upstairs to find tissues, running around the house.

He comes back down, and you spit into the tissues.

“Yknow, for a freaky room, it does have a good sound-barrier.” Tate adds, before taking your hand back up to your room for cuddles.