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[sunkingwrites]

kas~ everyone is bullying monoma today and I think i’m gonna join in, that counts as bullying you, right~?

so about my thigh-headlock post yesterday: sparring with monoma and you get him on the ground, thighs around his head as he gasps out of breath, embarrassment creeping up to him but not because he lost, but because of the current position that’s holding him in place. he can feel not only the heat from his ever-growing red face, but the warmth from the thighs as well. uwahhhhh thigh headlocks are definitely something you two should try more, no? he can’t even get a lighthearted insult out to you anymore, and it looks like you’ve gotten a bratty boy all flustered <3

“good job, but looks like you’re all red now~“

ahhhh I wanna write this into a full fic now- but studying must continue </3

that’s all my monoma thoughts for today… maybe- but it’s getting late so good night sweetheart <333

OKAY WAIT AAAAHHHHH I FORGOT YOU SENT THIS ASK IN I'M SORRY I'M SORRYYY- i typed out like- half a response then saved it to my drafts where it got burriieedd :')

ytaguhgahjscvghjasd i- ollliiieeee have mErCY

you know i have sUCH a big thing for thighs-

I'm gunna be whining about this forever- aaaahhhhhhhhh

When you finally pin him to the ground, it takes him a while to realize what's happening. After all, you just knocked the damn wind out of him.

Pretty eyelashes flutter and Monoma's surroundings begin coming back to him. He slowly takes in the way your thighs are encasing his head. The shell they provide around his ears is warm through the breathable material of your training sweats.

Craning his neck proves to be a fruitless endeavor when your thighs only tighten around his head, "You're not getting away from me that easily, Neito." His mouth opens, trying to come up with a witty retort, but instead- nothing.

The look you give him doesn't help. He can already feel his ears burning, hears his heart beating in his ears like a marching band on the day of a parade.

"um.." With a dry throat and sweaty palms Monoma flattens his hands against the gym floor. He's not going to kneed his fingers into the warm skin of your thighs. He's going to stop thinking about how firm your thighs are against the sides of his head.

He thinks about getting lost in your skin forever, pulled into unconsciousness from a lack of air and never resurfacing.

You jostle him from his fantasies. You're laughing at him, at his hooded eyelids, at the loudness of his breathing, at the collective heat from between your legs and his entire face.

"You're so red, Neito. I'll try to be worse at kicking your ass next time, yeah?"

[vakariaan]

♫ it's in his kiss ♫

[elderwisp]

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎? 𝙱𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗?

[shrimptiger]

It's giving "someone will have 5 favorite drivers to root for next year and 2 of them will be in shit teams and probably not even get on the podium"

[dailydccomics]

welcome to Titans summer camp Green Arrow vol 3 #46

[cyclorose]

I just think he's pretty <3

-black oli's boxers have the adhd symbol and he's also packing (it's not very visible)

- ; means someone who has struggled with mental illness (mostly depression and suicide)

-physically disabled oli has acne too

I love every single transmasc out there, no matter how they look. Y'all gorgeous and strong <3

reblogs are appreciated !! ^o^

[fox-guardian]

[ID: A digital drawing of Oliver Banks and Tim Stoker on a pink background. Oliver is a thin black man with dark skin, locs half pulled into a bun, and eyebrow piercing, a lip ring, stud earrings, and cartilage piercings. He is wearing oval glasses on a chain, a red t-shirt, gray boxers, and white crew socks. Tim is a mid-sized Latino trans man with light brown skin, a lilac side-shaved mullet, a small goatee, body hair, and a cut in his brow. He is wearing rectangular glasses, a purple t-shirt, aqua boxers, and dark purple socks with lighter purple toes. Tim is sitting cross-legged and is holding a game controller in one hand, and Oliver is sitting behind him, leaning into him as he hugs him from behind, squeezing his middle and reaching for his chest under his shirt with one hand. Tim holds that arm with his free hand, and smiles as Oliver kisses at his neck. "Comfy?" he asks, and Oliver replies "mhm~". end ID]

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happy tim stoker tuesday have my rarepair being cute and gay

[crowight]

Happy (Late) 13th Anniversary, Oliver. Sorry for being late.

But hey, I finished my first vocaloid fanart in record time.

Only took 5 hours and 41 mins. (Might make it a print. Who knows.)

I owned the artwork! Please repost with credit.

[k-wame]

god this fancam🫦🫦👅👅 via tiktok (@blossomvelos04)

[sunkingwrites]

OH OHH WAIT I WEIUFHEWUIHGF3W DONT ASK WHY IM SENDING THIS AT 12 IN THE MORNING

ANYWAYS

good luck in your interview today!! I'm cheering you on! i'm likeeee spiritually sending you warm hugs and a kiss for good luck <33

orrr if you want wayyy more kisses afterwards my arms are open and i'm like- doing the lil grabby hands for a hug n shit -/////-

anywayssss~ I loveeee you, and I swear I'll sleep soon, mwahhhh!!!

good night~ or I guess- good morning..?? yep, good morning when you see this xD

mwah <3

I won't ask until we're in vc together and anything I say will immediately fluster you <33 😈

I AM ACCEPTING ALL HUGS AND KISSES AND ANY KIND OF EMOTIONAL, SPIRITUAL, AND PHYSICAL AFFECTION AT THIS TIME,, PLEASE FORM A LINE WHICH YOU ARE ALREADY AT THE FRONT OF, THANK YOU THANK YOU ☆

I LOVE YOU,, GOOD MORNING TO YOU AND GOOD AFTERNOON TO ME- I HAD HALF A CUP OF COFFEE TODAY CAN YOU TELL?????

[toastybugguy]

I hope it's okay to request Marliver stuff still, and if it is, do you think you could draw Marcus overheating after seeing Oliver in his clothes?

It's cool if you don't want to, I was just thinking of what would happen if Marcus got flustered. And computers, y'know... they overheat.

He has no idea what's going on amen

[chaoticmannamedoliver]

Have a new Headcannon (tattoo) and some notes on my favorite they/he boi

They are so cute n pretty n ough. Marius, the silly guy, ever. Also, they somehow managed to cure my depression i had/hj. Doctor fr fr

Also, i saw some post kofi made god knows when, where they said that the wings of Marius' mecha (kismet i think) are like butterfly/dragonfly wings, and i went "fuck it, why not mix them?" So i created something called a prismfly. it has the body and general wing shape of a dragonfly, but its wings have beautiful, shimmering patterns like butterflies have, which is what im now headcannoning what kismet is somewhat inspired by, at least the wings :>

[achilles-rage]

ryan guzman in the boy next door is hot ... but did you that there is an interview of him and oliver where oliver says he auditioned for that role too? 🤭 i wanna imagine oliver in that role 🫠🫠

i saw a post about it, but i haven't seen the interview!! the odds of that are actually so crazy, and i IMMEDIATELY had thoughts about how the story could be changed to fit me reader<3 so i'm using this ask as my place to dump my silly little storyline i came up with (you can imagine either ryan or oliver as noah, i came up with it as i was watching ryan, but oliver as this character also hits different)

warnings: slight non-con, noah/ryan/oliver breaks into readers house

MDNI- 18+ only please!

a quiet gasp escapes your throat as he pushes your back against the wall, his arms resting on either side of your head.

"you think you can get rid of me that easily, huh? you're mine." he says lowly, anger clear across his face. he reaches a hand down and runs the back of it down the side of your face, and the contact makes you shudder a breathy exhale.

“i’m not yours.” you tell him, your voice just barely audible as fear creeps into your belly. how did he get into your house? you hooked up one time, and it was great, but you don’t make any sense together. and either way, you knew there was something off about him as soon as he moved in next door, but he seemed so eager to get you into his bed. it lit a fire in your belly that you couldn’t fight off.

but this? you’re not sure if it was worth it.

that’s why when you left his house the next morning, your clothes haphazardly thrown on, and your panties nowhere to be found, you decided to block his number and try to avoid him as much as possible. it was hard though; he’s still your neighbour. and you’d be lying if you said you never thought about your night with him when you were going to sleep at night.

“yes, you are. what happened between us? it was perfect. why would you want to mess that up?” he asks, a mixed look of rage and desperation in his eyes. you can see the muscles in his arms flexing in the corner of your eye, and you swallow as you realize that you’re completely alone with him in the house.

“we don’t make any sense.” you tell him, keeping your voice light and sweet, although your fear is making your voice shake. you were so caught of guard by his advances because he’s just so attractive, and you’re not used to men like him picking you over your skinnier friends. he raises a brow, leaning back as he scoffs.

“why the hell not? you’re everything i want. i’d do anything for you, you know that.” he tells you, the anger slipping from his tone as your words race through his mind. how can you say that to him? after all he’s done for you. he even got rid of you very annoying, very clingy, best friend. she meant too much to you, and all she did was get in the way of you focusing on him.

“you really want me? you could have anyone.” you try to reason, but you can see the way he looks down at your body. the hunger in his eyes. it makes butterflies fill your stomach, and you know it shouldn’t, but you can’t help the desire pooling between your legs.

“is this because you’re insecure? baby i don’t care about that. i love everything about you. i showed you that. keep letting me show you how much i love you.” he purrs, leaning down to kiss your neck, hands moving down to your plush hips, pulling your lower half flush against him.

“you can’t love me, you hardly know me. we hooked up once, that’s it.” you whisper, instinctively tilting your head back as he nips and sucks on your skin. he pulls back from your neck with the same look of rage that you thought you had gotten rid of with your soft voice of reason.

“i do love you.” he snaps, hitting his fist against the wall. you flinch and let out a soft scream as his hand makes contact with the drywall right beside your head, and when you look over to where his fist landed, you can see the indent of his knuckles. “let me love you, please.” he says in a soft, pleading voice. the way he switches his emotions so quickly leaves you dizzy, and you look back up to meet his eyes, hands shaking as you put them on his chest.

“please.” you whisper, although you’re not sure what exactly you’re begging for. on one hand, you’re begging him to let you go, to leave you alone. but on the other, him showing you how much he wants you does make your heart hammer in your chest.

but he takes your pleading how he wants it, and his hands immediately go to the hem of your shirt. he pulls it off swiftly, and his lips meet your neck again, quickly moving down to your chest, his hands moving up to cup your breasts at the same time.

“my pretty girl. all mine.” he hums, chuckling when he hears your soft whimper. he knows you secretly enjoy his attention, and he’ll keep giving it to you until you admit it.

[fallenclan]

This has been on my mind for a while now but I think "Phoenix" By Fall Out Boy fits Ravenstar super well. Especially the "Wave the white flag" in the background near the end that could be interpreted as Starclan trying to get Ravenstar to cut his shit out, but then Ravenstar doesn't care or smth and yeah :3

YES SO TRUE!!!!!!!

[quick-catton]

girlboy ollie for the timeline ! (◠‿◠✿)🎀🩷🍭

[v88sy]

Oliver irl: I have social anxiety and the outside world is scary 🥺

Oliver responding to people online: the bloody hell you wankers talking about? I said no. *sass intensifies*