#new Blog

[thetransfemininereview]

Alright gremlins, since there's no article today, I'm gonna let y'all decide what casual article you want to see this Wednesday <3

[wgglyguy]

merlin cats pt 3! Morgana as an oriental longhair and Mordred as a devon rex!

[eywaseclipse]

Hey guys, not trying to be rude. But most of those gofundme Palestine accounts are scammers. Most people would not go to a platform such as tumblr. Instagram is the main media outlet for the people in Gaza, along with tiktok due to the high volume of shares and views. Let’s put our thinking caps on here. I know we all want to help. But the copy and paste asks and suspicious emojis? It’s best to not fall for the traps. Some may be real, but the majority are scammers. And someone had to say it! Let it be me I guess

This is a classic phishing attempt, and it’s really unfortunate because it only harms the real people of Palestine trying to get their family to safety. It’s best to share resources and links to official .org sites to donate!

[voxlvrr]

┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ Adam with a injured!exorcistreader hcs.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ with the new release of the hazbin season finale, I am devastated about adam .ꕥ

ꕥ ; Adam is absolutely FUCKING. livid when you retreat injured from a random extermination with one of other angels carrying you back and towards one of the medical areas in the city. once he finds out what happens he’ll swear he’ll kill the cunt who injured you and also gets information off every single. Exorcist who went down there that same day, but for now he’ll stay with you in your resting room once you wake up. and you’ll actually see him drop his douche attitude for a bit, he’ll bring you things that you ask for like medicine,some of your personal things,food,water basically whatever you want!

ꕥ ; Adam would probably make you not participate in the next extermination, he’ll straight up say “soooo..I decided not to include you in this next extermination.” Deadass while eating his ribs in front of your hospital bed, he also shuts down any of your protests and interrupt you every 30 seconds. he wants you to rest and get better but he’ll NEVER admit it cause of his ego, even if you notice his sudden nicer behavior, he would go back to being a douche so it’ll probably be best not to mention it.

ꕥ ; if you’re particular very stubborn and still move around while injured, he’d be so annoyed and dragging himself behind you while groaning in annoyance, once he gets fed up with you he’d deadass wanna make a scene in front of everyone but chose not to and decided to just drag you back by your wirst while cursing down his breath, he really does love you. but even he gets annoyed at your stubbornness. even if you try moving again once again he’ll literally just wrap his golden wings around you while holding you tightly while mumbling “can’t you just stop moving every 5 fucking seconds?”

A/n : it’s like 4am and I’m tired, sorry if this is a bit ooc and short. hope you still enjoyed!

[cherrybitezz]

[cherieaura]

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autumn cannot come soon enough

[thetransfemininereview]

Shout out to naknaknak for inspiring this one! If you're curious about my research methods, this is a quick and easy read covering the general shape of my process

[wgglyguy]

more merthur cat sketches bc i love them ft arthur cat receiving his daily royal bath + them having a rare peaceful moment (heart emoji)

[eywaseclipse]

Friendly reminder that we were robbed

[yaramazkedy]

[strandedlyllaby]

more owl house doodles (mostly hunter)

it is not that much but i wanted to post some art i had on deck bcuz i am currently going thru the WORST art block rn.

[spacemanatees]

i haven't used this app in literal years, but by pure luck i happened to stumble upon tumblr's jewish community and i gotta tell you, i haven't felt this safe and comfortable on the internet in a while.

i think that for many of us, the feeling of loneliness caused by former close friends suddenly showing their true antisemitic colours is pretty common. it's a kind of loneliness that only us jews will ever truly be able to experience. makes me think now, more than ever, that we really are all we have.

so yeah, that's why i decided to create this blog i think. i'm so tired of being villainised for being myself and i miss interacting with other jews.

[destined404]

thumbnails and cover art for my webcomic! check it out on webtoon and tapas

cant wait to do all sorts of fun stuff on this blog like answering questions and reblog tons of oc related posts!

[tmcphotoblog]

Kamala Harris knew Biden was unfit and led him to failure, now seizing his position. She's a ruthless, power-hungry individual willing to sacrifice America for her ambitions.

[super-tiny-plant-daddy]

Fit was cute today!

[urloveada]

YOU'RE MINE

𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰: evan buckley x f!reader

𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 1,437

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰: smut, little bit of edging, slight dirty talk and praising, pet names, fingering, ‘you belong to be’ vibe towards end, swearing.

𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂: you and Evan have been friends with benefits for a while now, but you longed for something more. In fear of that never happening, you decide to go on dates, trying to find your match. One date ends badly, and you.. confide in Evan. Does he also long to be more than just fuck buddies? or is he content with this situation?

You and Evan aren’t together, 

 

You both agreed it’s nothing more than sex, just something casual. 

 

So why the hell do you feel so guilty getting ready for a date? You should have butterflies in your stomach. I mean, fuck, you’re going out with one of the hottest dudes you’ve ever seen. 

 

But instead, you feel nothing but guilt — maybe even shame? How could you have had sex with Evan not even three hours ago, and now you're getting ready for a date? What does this make you? A slut, maybe?

 

-

 

You’re almost ready; dressed, hair done, just finishing your makeup in the bathroom mirror. But that feeling of guilt is still not going away — you should be excited, blissful, fucking giddy. But you’re not, and you don’t quite understand why. Well, you do understand why; it’s because you think you and Evan will be something. but you won’t; it’s just sex, we’re just friends. You remind yourself before walking out of the bathroom.

 

—

 

You see Evan in the kitchen; he’s on the phone again, probably talking to Chris or something. 

 

You try to sneak past and slip your shoes on, wanting to stay undetected.

 

“You look nice, love,” you hear Evan say from the kitchen. You look up and see him leaning against the doorway of the living room, phone in his hands.

 

“Thank you,” you reply happily, grinning softly, despite the circumstances. 

 

“Where are you going?” 

 

“Oh, um, a date.” You speak quietly, all feelings of joy suddenly gone. 

 

You can't find it in you to look at him when you say this. You know the relationship is casual, but a part of you longs for it to be something different, something more than just sex.

 

“Have fun, then. Stay safe, darling,” he replies gently after a moment. “I’ll be here when you get back,” he adds, before disappearing into the kitchen.

 

You hadn’t expected him to be mad, or even the slightest bit bitter. You were an adult—a single adult at that. You’re allowed to go on a date you tell yourself.

 

—

 

You wish you could say the date went well, but in reality, it was terrible. 

 

You couldn’t stop thinking about Evan Buckley.

 

his hands, and the way they caressed your body, grabbing it and pulling it close to his.

 

his lips, leaving sloppy wet trails of kisses along your neck, all the way down to your..

 

and his beautiful body — fuck. You wish you were with him now.

 

And your date was something else, he wouldn’t stop talking about his plans for the future, which wouldn’t be all bad if you weren’t thinking about what you wanted Evan to do to you tonight. 

 

But God, did your date go on and on, only asking about you when it was relevant to his plans. not to mention his boring hobbies, which he just had to tell you about. 

 

So was it really a surprise when your first thought when you arrived home was to be in Evan's bed? No, not really.

 

—

 

“Evan,” you whimper as he softly kisses your neck.

 

He slowly unbuttons your shirt, teasing you as he removes the buttons one by one, kissing your neck sloppily in between. Finally, he slides your shirt to the ground once the buttons are completely undone.

 

“So needy, hm?” He tuts, sliding his tongue down your chest, gently kissing your tits.

 

“All mine,” he mumbles into your chest. You can feel the grin on his lips as they make their way against yours once more. 

 

lips still pressed together, he backs you into the wall, smashing your body against it. You break the kiss only for a moment to catch your breath. 

 

“Pants,” he groans, hooking his fingers in the waistband of your pants. “Off,” he demands, sliding them down painfully slowly, all the way to your feet.

 

You step out of the pants and kick them to the side while his tongue makes its way into your mouth. 

 

You moan at the new sensation in your mouth. You move one hand to cup his cheek, while the other lands in his hair.

 

“Bed.” He pants after breaking the kiss, and without saying anything else, you and Evan make your way through the living room into your bedroom. He pushes you onto the bed and unbuttons his shirt. 

 

You watch him carefully, never taking your eyes away from his body. You watch as he slips his shirt off and climbs on the bed, kneeling right in front of you.

 

“Bra off,” he commands, watching you unclip your bra without hesitation and throw it to the floor. “Good fucking girl, hm?” He praises you, grabbing your face and kissing you sloppily, the kiss travels down to your chest once more.

 

Evan brings a hand up to cup your tit while he licks around your sensitive nipples. 

 

“Evan, please,” you whine pathetically, needing more of him.

 

Evan grins and slips your panties off, tossing them aside, leaving you completely exposed. 

 

He begins to pump his fingers into your cunt, and unlike before, it’s aggressive and passionate. “You like that, darling?" He mocks you, hearing you gasp the faster he goes.

 

You cannot form a reply due to the fact that his fingers are slamming repeatedly into your g spot. 

 

“I asked you a question; don’t be rude,” he scolds lightly, removing his fingers from your dripping cunt. 

 

“Yes, Evan, fuck,” you moan in response, feeling empty at the loss of his fingers.

Evan groans in approval and spreads your legs, slipping down on the bed just enough so his mouth is perfectly aligned with your glistening pussy.

 

He slides his tongue in, circling your clit slowly. “Mine, all mine,” he rasps before continuing to tease your sensitive pussy.

 

“Evan, please,” you beg helplessly. “I need to come, please.” 

 

“You’ll come, baby, trust me,” he promises, lifting his head up from your dripping wet cunt. “But not before you tell me whose pussy this is.” He whispers into your ear, sliding his fingers back into your pussy.

 

He’s never said that before, but you don’t care; all you can feel is yourself getting closer, just from his fingers and tongue alone. You begin to push yourself on his fingers, trying to get off faster, needing more. 

 

You’re so lost in arousal that you completely forgot to respond to Evan's command, but he doesn’t forget. 

 

“Spread your legs and answer my question, or you won’t be finishing at all tonight.” He orders, pulling your legs apart and licking around, but not yet in your soaking cunt. 

 

You spread your legs further than before, exposing your wet pussy to him. You lift your head and see a possessive glint in his eyes, an edge to his expression. This makes you impossibly wetter, and you plead for Evan to let you come.

 

“Evan,” you whine, your hands reaching up to wipe the sweat from your forehead. “Please, I need to come,” you beg, not knowing how much longer you can wait. 

 

“Shh, I know, love.” He promises again, “But you need to tell me who you belong to; I think someone’s forgotten.” 

 

Shivers run down your spine at his words, feeling even more turned on. “You, Evan,” you pant, feeling an overwhelming sense of relief when you feel him slide his fingers into you once again, bringing you closer to the edge.

 

“me? What about me, love?”

 

“I belong - god.” You cut yourself off with a moan, feeling evan hit your g spot once again. 

 

“You belong?” he asks, grinning cockily.

 

“I belong to you!” You pant, noticing Evan's unoccupied hand make its way to your chest again. 

 

“And what about these?” He challenges you, circling his finger around the sensitive bud of your nipple, making you gasp in pleasure. 

 

“Yours,” you groan, your heartbeat quickening as it’s all too much. 

 

“That’s right, all mine,” he whispers against your breast before taking one of your nipples into his mouth, torturing the bud with his tongue, before moving onto the other nipple and repeating his actions. leaving both nipples swollen and even more sensitive than before.

 

He lifts his head up once more. “You’re all mine; you got that?” He asks, pushing you even closer to the edge by thrusting his fingers in, then completely removing them. Repeating this until you give him an answer.

 

“Y-yes!” You choke on the words, tears streaming down your face, needing to finish more than anything. 

 

He approves your response, and finally, finally let’s you finish. The sense of relief is overwhelming. You come with Evan's name on your lips. You know it’s not a lie; you’re Evans, and honestly, you wouldn’t want it any other way. 

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