#my apologies to your dashboard

[violetganache42]

The remaining cards for "Shimmering Skies" were revealed over on the official Lorcana Discord server, and I was pleasantly surprised to see that another DuckTales (2017) card was part of this batch! This time, it's our third Scrooge card for the game! What definitely caught my eye was the artwork; the way he was drawn reminds me a bit of koizumi-marichan's art!

Scrooge McDuck - Afficionado of Antiquities

Ink Cost: 4 (Uninkable) Card Type: Character Ink: Sapphire Classification: Storyborn • Hero Strength: 5 Willpower: 5 Lore: 2 Rarity: Rare

“The secret room should be right here! Ach, I cannot believe I paid a whole penny for this map.”

Art by Cam Kendell

[front-facing-pokemon]

i hate flittle so fucking bad solely on account that they're the #1 cause of car accidents while i'm riding koraidon. they're SO small and i never see them before i start barreling into them at 100mph. nymble does the same thing but at least he's cute. smh

there's like thirty asks in my inbox. whoops!! choosing to put this one at the top because 1. it's the most recent and 2. this is worded fucking hilariously hello? #1 cause of car accidents. i agree with this and you're right but holy shit

now. for the rest of them

nnnope! this just feels like you're being an asshole, actually, since you're specifically going out of your way to Tell me you're ignoring the fact that i do this in natdex order. miraidon will come around when miraidon comes around. we're in generation 9. it'll be near the end of the pokédex—the end of the blog, actually. you can survive until then

THIS IS fair. a lot of the regional birds (pidgey, starly, rookidee, fletchling, pikipek) do have three-stager evos, but plenty of others (taillow, pidove, wingull, hoothoot) only have two-stager evos like wattrel. if anything, wattrel rounds out the collection of two-stager birds. in design, sure, it can feel like this—but doesn't swellow, too, if you think about it?

HELL yeah. sandaconda is pretty underrated, i feel like. i don't see folks talk about it very often—i've mentioned it before and been met with confused looks—even to other pokémon fans. it's strange, but some pokémon just don't get a lot of attention, i feel. sandaconda: here is your attention

i've managed to give one away. we're getting there

choosing to believe you on this because i've already deleted rabsca's model and i would like to not look at it anymore. but this is cool, if true. what the hell are they doing in there…

agreed about rellor. rellor haters unite

toed is cool… i don't get the kilowattrel joke i'm sorry. if it's about the 8/10 rating, that is

you rated tadbulb! here it is :)

[emin-folly]

Hey y'all, so apparently my Star Trek hyperfixation just revived itself out of hibernation and now the three space idiots has a death grip on meeeeeee

[inkyquince]

Have those big ole thoughts about training Kylar properly. Maybe you don't wanna loose your virginity to him, or maybe you just enjoy preparing him properly for your first time together.

content warning. this was written for my VTM oc and realised that I can't just release that dumbass to the blog first, so instead it was changed to Kylar uwu. Kylar being nasty, frotting, sex toys, intercrural sex kinda, training mentions, lots of drooling and lube and fluids.

You didn't even mean to train him at first. It was all Kylar's fault. You two couldn't even kiss without his breath hitching and his cock hardening in his stained sweatpants. Jutting against you as his whined, hungrily mouthing at your bottom lip. Hell, you used to just let him hump himself to completion, but Kylar's eyes would prick with tears, both as how sore his cock would get but also being oh so close to you, your crotch being so warm against him beyond unbearable. Blow jobs were out too, since he had the same amount of self control as a glutton.

So, instead, one trip to Sirris' Sex Shop later, you have the solution to your problems. For him to cum and for you to train him before ever having to sleep with him.

Kylar likes to watch you prep the fleshlight. Parting the silicon to spit into the toy before pouring lube in, the clear liquid rising inside rapidly. Meanwhile, he watches, mouth agape just a bit. His cock juts against the fabric of his trousers, opaque liquid already seeping through the garment.

You kick off your trousers so they don't get stained and slip the toy between your thighs, tucked against your own crotch. Kylar used to whine at you to go without underwear when you two did this, but that discussion was long since dead now. Instead, he just tries to imagine it's all you, the tight, snug fit, the dripping mess over his dick. All. You.

He clambers on top of you, tugging his sweatpants down, tucking the band under his balls. His flushed dick stands to attention, dribbling just a bit as he nudges the head against the "lips" of the fleshlight. He's already sweating as he gazes at you, pupils blown wide, for your go ahead to sink into "your" hole. The little smile you give is more than enough and he gracelessly sinks down, lube pushing out as he pushes in, sticking to his thick pubic hair and balls.

Mouth agape, Kylar just gazes at you, dumb little expression as his cock throbbed uselessly inside the toy. God, he wants it to be you so badly. This is the least embarrassing way he's tried to simulate his cock in your warm hole. Tried the fuck a warmed up grapefruit once, before feeding it to you. Fucked a hole into his soap bar. Used to hump his pillow every night, ripped a shabby hole right into it. But somehow this was far more embarrassing. You, watching him, use a toy and obviously pretend its you, all the while you two are chest to chest, stomach to stomach, legs intertwined.

Kylar never had much composure to begin with, but any shreds of it are long gone by the first sloppy thrust. Drool gathering on his tongue, too entranced in the tight fit to even function properly, unable to swallow it down, so it just slips from his lips. The wet squelching of his cock bucking down into the toy, lube flowing out, was not helping, Kylar's lewd imagination kicking into overdrive. Reminds him of the hentai's he would put at full volume with his headphones, settle back and close his eyes and jerk his cock as he imagined you making those lewd noises, both your moans as well as your dripping hole taking his cock.

Yet the toy was just not enough. He came like a virgin whenever you used it on him, but his brain whispered that it would never be enough. Left every orgasm a bit less fulfilling each time. His cock ached as he continued to hump away, curling his body a bit to properly rut into it, almost like a clock wound too tight. His hot huffs of breath fanned over your face, sweat dripping down his face, into his hair and shining in the dim light.

"Please. Please, I want to... I wanna... Please?"

You just laughed softly and gently raised your thighs enough to mimic the feeling of the fleshlight fucking back into him. That was all he needed. Kylar whined and threw his head back, entire body jerking roughly as he came. Cum dribbled over the lips of the toy, seeping over the edges and staining your bare thighs, as well as his own.

Just babbles out his stream of consciousness, saying your hole is so good, that he loves you, that this was always meant to be, that he wants to fill you up up up until you are still dripping his cum days later.

You just stroke his head as he struggles to tug himself out of the toy, knowing that by the time you finally let him fuck you, he'll ruin you properly.

[thegreatyin]

completely normal roommates bonding over completely normal things like *flips through notes* murdering each other and having complicated opinions on giant alien bats

[astudyinimagination]

If you are an American citizen and you remain undecided about tomorrow's election, this is for you.

[charlie-pippin-faraday]

Types of Shoes Worn in Danganronpa

Making that post about Makoto's shoes got me thinking about the shoes that everyone wears, so I decided to group them together into categories. So below is a categorized list of the shoes of the students from all three primary Danganronpa games (I'm only including everyone's main outfit from their primary game). Let's see who's got what kind of shoes, and who's got the most fucked up and/or questionable fashion choices.

Note: this list will not include Keebo, as he is a robot and doesn't really have clothes or shoes, and it will not include Gonta, who does not wear shoes

Sneakers

Makoto, Aoi, Hifumi, Leon, Hajime, Ibuki, Kazuichi, Mahiru, Teruteru, Kaede (10)

I was originally undecided on Leon, Teruteru, and Kaede, 'cause theirs are a bit more fancy/fashion sneakers than your standard sneakers, but I eventually decided they were sneakerlike enough to warrant inclusion in this category

Boots

Kyoko, Kiyotaka, Junko, Mukuro (as Junko), Gundham, Korekiyo, Miu, Maki, Himiko, Ryoma (10)

Admittedly, I'm less certain on Ryoma. I think those are tiny lil booties?? But I can't really tell, they are difficult to see and the wiki didn't give me any helpful info. That is my best guess for what they are, if anyone else has evidence that they're something different please tell me.

Loafers/Slip-Ons

Toko, Mondo, Sakura, Akane, Peko, Mikan, Shuichi, Kokichi, Angie, Tsumugi, Rantaro (11)

Sandals

Yasuhiro, Nekomaru, Hiyoko, Tenko (4)

Mary Janes

Chihiro, Sayaka, Chiaki (3)

Heels

Celestia, Sonia, Kirumi (3)

I know Sonia's are technically also Mary Janes, but since the heels are the most prominent feature of the shoe I'm putting them in the heels category rather than the Mary Janes category

Nondescript Dress Shoes

Byakuya, Fuyuhiko, Imposter (3)

Slippers

Kaito (1)

These are in a different category from the slip-ons because. Come on look at them these are in a class of their own what other weirdo here is wearing slippers

literally wtf are these

Nagito (1)

Is it a boot? Is it a weird sneaker?? Are those zippers on it??? I thought Kaito was a freak for wearing slippers but then I saw THESE fucking things and now I'm having a crisis

[carrinth]

Me, playing DA: Awakening: I have a very normal amount of interest in the spirit-in-a-corpse.

*trips and falls over*

*hundreds of screenshots spill out of my DA folder*

Me, awkwardly shoving them back in: N-NORMAL. VERY NORMAL.

[fuckwhoeverpickedallthefunnyurls]

*Blinking my eyes like a crusty newborn* 80 followers??????

[chibifox2002]

Finally figured out the friendship between Manny and DDD 😆

(they just do dumb/silly stuff like this together)

[bittersweetresilience]

I WANT TO TALK ABOUT DANGANRONPA SO BADLY

[astrowaffles]

Sorry for all the wonho Wednesday posts that are coming ♥️

I actually. Have had the kpop tag blocked for pretty much ever ❤️

[oculusxcaro]

@brokentoys said: feed i guess [x]

The strawberry yoghurt isn't that bad. Her tastebuds detect no hint of strawberry but there is a vague creaminess to it which is almost nostalgic if only because of it's tantalizing scent. It's easy to eat at the very least and she even tries another spoonful, flashing Eddie an awkward smile. "Thank you, I haven't tried yoghurt in... it's been a while." Not since before she left home anyway. The mere thought turns to ashes in her stomach.

[kissproof]

hi lovies! just updated my navigation links for ease of access <3

i cannot make any promises but i really do wish to get back into writing/requests so hopefully i can get some things out within the next month or so

[eyesxxyou]

sweet revenge

・・・l. howlett x fem!reader

rating. m

word count. 1.3k

synopsis. after catching your boyfriend cheating, you and his father, Logan, go on a road trip to confront him, though, you don't make it far

warnings. p-in-v, tummy bulging, cheating (but as payback), DILF Logan, car sex, van sex, sex with boyfriend's father, cunilingus, kinda rushed :((

If someone told you you’d be trapped in a car with your neglectful boyfriend’s father for an entire weekend as you drive to meet him in Mexico a week ago, you would have stared at them blankly then told them that didn't sound so out of the ordinary for a life like yours.

It wasn't your idea, it was Logan's, your boyfriend's father. He insisted that you two would have to drive across the US together to confront your disgusting, cheating, asshole boyfriend who flew to Mexico to spend time with his mistress. He was almost as disgusted as you were, apologizing to you with explanations of how “he hadn't raised his boy like this”. How funny life is.

Logan, you always thought, was a good man. He had always been kind to you since you’ve known him, sometimes to the point where you thought he was flirting with you. Not that you minded, he was quite handsome, even for being in his 50s. With his salt and pepper beard and slight wrinkles that made him look mature and wise. You never minded his slight touches on your arm or your lower back but you never pursued the idea beyond a lingering thought.

“I’m slightly surprised you’re not crying.” Logan said about an hour into your ride together. You had been entirely silent, letting the radio play while you gazed longingly out of the window, your feet up on the dashboard. You rolled your head to the side to look at him. “I’m more angry than sad.” Or were you? You searched within the cavity of your chest for emotion and found nothing. You were so apathetic to the whole thing. Maybe it simply hasn't hit you yet, that your boyfriend of 3 years has been cheating on you for 2 of them with some girl he decided to vacation with in Mexico.

Logan stroked his fingers through his beard. “He’s a fucking idiot. His mother was a cheater too, I say he got it from her.” Your boyfriend was raised primarily by his mother after they had gotten divorced he had told you. He wasn't actually all that close with Logan. You had sussed out that it was because he didn't give special treatment between him and his sister, Laura. They were treated the same in every way by Logan while his mother always seemed to favor him.

“Thank you, Mr. Howlett for offering to bring me down here…really. It’s too kind of you.” You couldn't have possibly scrounge up enough money to haphazardly buy a plane ticket down to Cancun last minute. You would have had to wait for him to come back from his “business trip” to confront him. Logan thought it a better idea to do it as soon as possible.

He shrugged, a single hand on the wheel as his eyes flicked lightly from the road to you. “It’s nothing. He doesn't deserve a pretty girl like you.” Logan shook his head lightly. “Back in my day, I would have been all over a girl like you. Hell, I’d be all over you now if I’d met you at the right time.”

There's something deadly serious in his voice that suggests he was far from joking. All your delusional thoughts that maybe, just maybe, he was flirting with you turned out to not be delusions at all. He’s been dropping hints and you’d been turning a blind eye to them so willingly.

You’ve never been with a man his age. Something about it seemed so taboo. He was old enough to be your father. Yet the distinct feel of forbiddenness, both because of his age and because he was your boyfriend's father, excited you.

“Who says you can't be all over me now?” You’re being more bold than you’d have liked. You crossed your ankles on the dash. It would be the perfect revenge. When he goes low, you go lower—you go to Hell.

You let your hand wander to his thigh, your eyes lingering on him as he keeps glancing between you and the road. Logan chuckled lowly at you, your forward attempts at coming onto him were rather cute. “Oh baby, you don't know what you’re tryna get yourself into.” He’s trying to warn you but you like the edge to his tone.

You unbuckle your seatbelt and sit up in your seat to lean over and whisper into his ear. “Let me find out.” Maybe older men do it better, maybe they value things a little more. You were in the mood to find out.

You could see his jaw tighten as he slowed the car off the side of the road, gravel crunching under the tires. His fingers curled around the wheel, taut, knuckles white. “Why don't you get in the back?”

If someone told you you’d be in the back of a van, on you way to confront your cheating, sleazebag boyfriend, fucking his dad. That…that you’d bat an eye at.

It was a fast-paced endeavor. Logan had you in a mating press, pushed up against the back seats. Your pants and underwear at your knees, his pants just below his ass. He’s pounding you out in the back of a van, with thrust so hard and deep that it makes your eyes go cross. You beg, “please, please, puh-please!” like that will save you from the brutalization of your poor cunt.

Logan grunts above you, his hands gripping your thighs hard enough to leave bruises as he spreads them wide and keeps you still. “You wanted this, princess. Don’t back out now.” His strokes leave you winded, clawing at the cracked leather seat of his van, squealing like you have no damn sense in the world. “I can’t,” you gasp.

“Yes you can, doll. You can take it.” Fuck– he was using his father voice. Stern, authoritative, the kind of voice you can’t say no to. You could have come right then and there from his voice alone, cooing at your pretty pussy like a cat. He pressed his hips sharply into yours and watched your back arch away from the seats and your eyes prick with tears. “Logan!”

“You act like you’ve never been fucked before. Does my son not do a good job?”

You shook your head feverishly. “Never– ” you swallowed, “–like this.” Never made you cum for that matter. If you knew fucking your boyfriend's father would have been like this, you would have done this a whole lot sooner.

You could feel him in your stomach. You pressed your hand to your belly and felt the bulge of his cock under your skin. You whimpered at the feeling, tracing where his cock head poked through. You could feel him pressing against your tender womb.

You let Logan cum in you. It was easy to with a face like his. You let him sink himself deep inside, a guttural groan rattling out from his throat, satisfied as he emptied his balls inside you. You could help but giggle as he came in you. The thought of possibly having his baby didn't bother you as much as you thought it would. Logan was a good man, well, as good as one can be while fucking his son’s girlfriend.

Logan didn't want to leave you unsatisfied though you were more than used to it. He grabbed your hips and pulled you up, back arching as he dipped down and kissed your cum-soaked pussy. His tongue found your clit with ease, licking tenderly at the bud between your legs, eyes peering over your pelvis, looking down at you.

Your legs trembled over his shoulder, toes pointing with each rough lick against your puffy pussy. “‘s too much, too much.” His lips were latched to your lips, suckling.

Cumming on his tongue was an easy job. He made it so simple yet so powerful. You quivered under every lick, your body rolling with the waves of your orgasm. It was sweet, savory, like tender peaches on a warm, summer evening.

Who knew revenge could taste so sweet?

[bebx]

lmao tumblr letting their users choose whether or not they want their likes to be public but then pulling a twitter 2.0 and showing your likes on your followers’ dashboards and specially saying who liked the posts in their new update, without the users’ consent or a way to turn it off, is actually pretty insane.

like how many times to we — the users — have to tell them we don’t want tumblr to be like any other social media platforms and that tumblr’s being different than twitter, instagram, tiktok is actually what makes us stay on this silly little site.

respectfully @staff you’re driving your users away. stop trying to “fix” things that are good and don’t need to be fixed. we want tumblr to be tumblr. we don’t want the site to be twitter or instagram 2.0

edit: so at first I was under the impression that you could turn off the “posts liked by blogs you follow” in your dashboard preferences, but couldn’t control how your own likes showed up on the dashboards of your followers, after I saw several posts claiming that this was the case. — however, now I think I might be wrong and it thankfully does look like as long as you have your likes set to private, they will stay private and will not be showing up on your followers’ dashboards. apologize for any misunderstanding this may have caused.

* from my understanding now, you can choose not to see other people’s likes by going to your dashboard preferences in the settings and turning off the “posts liked by blogs you follow” option, and if you have your own likes set to private, they won’t be showing up on your followers’ dashboards.