#jt tag

[aviocs]

What would Asya, Abaddon and one character of your choice wear to Pride?

IM GLAD YOU ASKED i know it's july. but it's always time 4 pride

asya:

asya is a performer and i can see her doing some singing at a pride event! and if she's performing, she's dressing up. for the outfit itself, gotta have a few bits of the classic rainbow, but mostly she's got a lesbian flag theme going on in a coordinated outfit. spends months before the event getting the perfect pieces in the right colors. might've even gotten the bustle shorts custom made.

if she was just attending pride without getting on stage she'd probably dress more like she normally does, tie some flannel around her waist and put on some pins or other accessories.

abaddon:

thinking of her in gta au for this which implies los santos has a pride event, which i can get behind lol

abaddon's got a much more casual look! spent an afternoon finding some rainbow pieces and called it a day. for someone who primarily wears red and black it's more colorful than her usual looks and she'd enjoy that for a day. she's also someone more likely to just throw on a couple rainbows vs looking to coordinate stuff/get pins in her more specific flags (trans, nonbinary, bi, demisexual, demiromantic) because the specific labels are less important to her than the queer umbrella. doesn't need to call out everything, the rainbow works just fine.

also gave her a water bottle and backpack because gotta stay hydrated out in the summer heat, especially if this IS gta au and it takes place in the gta version of california. the backpack is for more water bottles and the wallets/phones of her friends who might be more dressed up with less pocket space so they don't ruin their aesthetic with bags. abaddon's a team player.

jt:

jt's not queer herself but she's got two dads who absoLUTELY have been taking her to pride since she was an infant. she'll go with them as she grows up, too, but always love an excuse to draw her as a kid. she didn't necessarily pick out her outfit here, dads had to coordinate for her, but they do care a lot about her having a say in this sort of thing and got each piece jt-approved. she was particularly excited about the sparkly tutu.

as a teen and adult she gets different 'i love my dads' shirts to wear every year. probably doesn't wear too many rainbows herself outside of the shirt

bonus! cian:

cian is the allocishet guy in the friend group and someone who gets mistaken for also being queer a non-zero amount. it doesn't bother him and he mostly just corrects people if it's relevant. when the Bi Wife Energy tiktok came out he got like 5+ people sending it to him, 100%, thus the shirt, also since a lot of the women he dates/gets interested in end up being bi. cian is just a good guy and a safe guy and the queers flock to him, and also they invite him to pride with them and of COURSE he'll go.

(i think his design fluctuates every time i draw him. his hair looks pretty normal, i tend to make the... spikes? rounded for him and actually remembered to do that this time. it's the goatee that moves around a bit, finally remembered this time that usually goatees come with mustaches instead of only slapping the chin bit on him)

a couple more bonuses under the cut that don't fit the art styles

actually drew this abaddon before all the others, but struggled to draw any others in the same style. i wanted this post to be a bit more unified so i redrew her once i actually started having some luck with asya's piece, but i like how this turned out so i'm posting it damn it lmao i forget her undereye circles so often though, f

this piece is five years old now oh my god. ANYWAY sergey taking val to their first pride! sergey would either wear minimal actual pride gear - some beads he got at the event and a trans wristband - with otherwise normal clothes (accounting for the heat) or some kind of meme shirt on top of that. val also has minimal pride gear here mostly because they're looking to buy more at the event. sergey checks in on them frequently throughout the even to make sure they're not overheating in that binder. he remembers how fucking hot and sweaty those things get.

[h0]

15 questions for 15 friends

Tagged by @straponstrapoff

Are you named after anyone? No hehe

When was the last time you cried? huh... been a while now that i think about it

Do you have kids? not yet!

What sport do you play / have played? swimming but not competitively

Do you use sarcasm? no i think it's mean lol i don't find it fun

What's the first thing you notice about people? The vibe? How they approach people. Are you trying to be overconfident? Are you super friendly to everyone else in the room? <- prev's answers and sooo true

What's your eye color? brown :3

Scary movies or happy endings? happy endings!

Any talents? great at math!

Where were you born? hospitalllllll

What are your hobbies? i used to love reading webcomics, now i dont do it as often but it still has a warm place in my heart!

Do you have any pets? two kitties :3 at some point i've grown kinda uncomfortable to uploading pics of them for some odd reason, but know that they are loved!

How tall are you? 168cm hehe short kings rise up!

Favorite subject in school? math :3

Dream job? web novel development lol

am i supposed to tag 15 people? lol i ain't got time for that if you see this and wanna do it feel free to tag me haha

[wetbloodworm]

thinking about my PBJverse lately and wanted to draw the main characters together, which i don't know if i've ever done? i've drawn them all separately but not like. hanging out. so here they are, pyotr, jt, and braxton respectively. jt has a low tolerance for the cold.

(the 'PBJ' in the -verse name is just an anagram of their initials lmao)

[redacted-metallum]

"You can rely on me," I promised. "Not like that other narrator."

"What?"

"Nothing."

[killakalx]

↳ ageless/blank blogs dnf

17+ content, triple threat, pussy eating, minor mention of spit (dg), fingering (dg & jt), 69 position (rh), every dc man is a munch because i said so, argue with the wall

❦ Dick Grayson, who folds you over yourself and holds your legs wide open when he eats you out. he starts slow, almost calculated as he talks about how nasty you are, spelling his name out before each flick of his tongue over your clit. hot and labored breaths are huffed against your lips as he picks up the pace, tongue dipping deep into your cunt and a guttural groan makes you gasp. he feels you clench on his tongue and it’s taken as a signal, dangerously long fingers suddenly curling up into your pussy and making you whimper above him. you’re pleading for more, he assumes, harsh tugs on his hair making him moan deep into your core and driving you over the edge.

still, his fingers speed up while your cum leaks around them and against his palm. he pulls his mouth away, covered in slick and drool with a nasty grin on his face, all for you to see- or just so he can see the desperate look on your face as you twitch for and beg for a break. he fixes his angle and you cry out, whining at the faux sympathy in his voice. it’s alright, sweetheart- i know. jus’ feels too good, yeah? a thick glob of spit lands on your clit and you’re so fucking wet, it’s as if he only did it for the sentiment- just to start circling and sucking at the sensitive bud until you’re damn near crying.

❦ Jason Todd, who locks your thighs around his head and muffled himself as his fingers dig into your hips. he’s practically consumed by your supple and savory skin, biting and sucking dark hickeys into your inner thigh before returning to your weeping cunt. the way he uses his mouth is obscene, making sure you hear the loud squelch and lewd slurps every time he dips his head deeper into your pussy. his fat tongue laps from your hole all the way to your clit before he sucks, letting out a deep and muffled laugh between your legs when you mewl. jason moves his hand to prod thick fingers at your entrance, forcing you to buck into his face and getting him deeper inside.

the way you chant his name- jay… jay- jason, oh fuck- it fuels his ego, and you can feel the wicked grin against your skin. he can tell you’re close now, and he only encourages you until your moans turn long and drawn out, burying his face in your pussy with a few weak thrusts. his gravely voice hums against you, fuck, gorgeous- all f’me, huh? yeahhh, all for me. you’ve got him humping the mattress like a fucking teenager with the way you keen for him, but he’s set on making you cum over and over on his tongue. he pays no mind to your hand pushing him away, pulling his fingers away from you pussy and locking you right back up with his bare hands.

❦ Roy Harper, who moans into your cunt before you’re even properly positioned to suck him off, situating you right on top of his face so he can grope your ass. the enthusiasm makes you buckle over and giggle, pulling out a whine from his throat. you finally give him some needed attention, sucking at his tip and rubbing pre-cum down his shaft. it pushes him further into you as he groans, hugging your whole body closer to his face and chest. it’s an endless cycle: your mouth wrapped beautifully around his cock, leaving stray saliva and lipgloss around the base, only leading to desperate moans vibrating all the way up your spine as he bucks into the back of your throat; in turn, you whimper and gag, hands holding onto his thighs to ground yourself. the room is filled with all types of debauched noises and it only turns him on more- god, he needs to hear more.

he doesn’t let up, even when you resort to stroking his dick to give yourself breath, lurching over and keening about how close you are. the arch in your back, the way you grind into his face- it’s got him determined. give it to me, doll- cmon, lemme get a taste of this pretty pussy. you can’t even deny him, ruining his face with a loud moan along the base. your pleasure feeds directly into his, and he’s cursing between your pussy lips as ropes of cum cover his pelvis and your hand. you’re dripping down his face when he lifts you up a tad, but he only takes a few moments to catch his breath before he’s pulling you back down on his face. he just needs you wailing and creaming all over his face one more time.

[tekkiperson]

By a significant majority vote, I have unequivocally become a part in this esteemed fandom. In appreciation, I shall graciously contribute mundane content mostly featuring Casey Jr.

I didn't expect to gain so much notes from my first post eeeeeeeh where are you guys coming from!

[doubleaabat]

Reach for me baby, hold my hand

[bestangelofall]

"Why doesn't Red Hood kill rogues or big villains?"

Because they make DC money. Hope that helps.

[peachducy]

Sycamore Sunday Doodle Dump Baby !!!!!!!!!

layton spoilers below cut

transgender hershels 👇

puzzle deficiency

doodles from/ inspired by this fic

thabk you for joining me this sycamore sunday everybody

[kazzattack]

we as a fandom need to write about jason todd’s tits more often. and don’t even get me started on his thighs

[evilwickedme]

Btw

If you even care

[princesskkfish]

*lil wave* hi @somerandomdudelmao I made something for you :]

My brain isn’t working properly rn rjwjeb the turtles especially CAS turtles have been taking over my thoughts so when I heard this song on the radio I immediately wanted to animate it djwknsnq

I can’t accurately describe just how much I love your comic Cass you and many other people on tumblr have been a HUGE inspiration for me and I wanted to make you something as a thank you and to show my love for your comic

ok ye bye bye

*runs away* fiajbehajda

[wetbloodworm]

jt and her dads, jonathan and jon, dnd au style. jonathan’s an aasimar sorcerer (wild magic) and jon’s a tiefling rogue (mastermind). jt in dnd au is a kalashtar rogue but in her one-shot she was too young to have a subclass yet, not sure what she’ll end up being. probably also a mastermind? who knows!

[korshrimpski]

ice hockey as random screenshots

[killakalx]

18+ content, MDNI.

breath play (?), choking, brief mention of orgasm denial

“what was that?” the arkham knight rumbles beneath the thick modulator, thrusts slowing by a fraction as a gloved hand tightens around your throat. the grip is bruising, clamped around the front and sides of your neck to cut off blood flow and breath alike. it’s different—crueler, compared to past men, like he wants you to pass out while he fucks you deeper. your free hand—because the other is locked under a painful pin to the mattress—moves to wrap around his wrist, holding on and tugging in an attempt to beg for air.

“you sound fucking stupid,” he chastises as black and white spots your vision, “snapped one of my best men’s neck for ogling at you, y’know that? so what the fuck is that attitude for?” by now you can’t even recall what you’d said to elicit this correction of behavior, but you mouth pathetic apologies through silent gasps for air in hopes of even an ounce of forgiveness. you can distantly hear him continuing, calling you all types of spoiled and ungrateful, all types of degrading names while he pounds your pussy sore as your eyelids flutter and eyes roll back dangerously far.

the worst part; the fear of losing consciousness, being left in his hands as you’ve drifted away from the lack of oxygen? it all turns you on that much more. it’s embarrassing how tight you get around his cock, legs trembling around his torso as your back arches away from the squeaking mattress.

“you like this shit,” jason calls you out, “fuckin’ hell- you wanna cum from getting choked out? ‘s that it?” he leans forward so his upper body weight joins the pressure on your throat, and the only noise you make over the lewd sound of your pussy squelching around his cock is equivalent to that of a mouse. you struggle underneath him and he gets the point, yet it only seems to make him dead set on fucking you just like this.

“you’re staying like this until you cum,” he orders through a distorted rasp, “y’catch that? ‘m not letting go until this nasty cunt creams on my cock.” it’s as if he wants an actual answer, and you’re not even present enough to act like you’re looking for one. your consciousness teeters away as your orgasm coils in your tummy, and the rough fabric of his gloves only digs deeper into your skin.

“I know you fucking hear me,” you make out his words, and you’re pulled away from the sheets by the neck for the soul purpose of being thrown deeper into the dip of the bed. it allows a pathetic gasp of air before you choke on the same bit of oxygen. “which is it, huh?” the answer’s evident when you tense, nails clawing at his arm as your orgasm washes over the lightheaded haze you’re in.

[its-always-sunny-in-city17]

"joker... you ARE the Full Metal Jacket (1987)"