#ooh an ask

[beauty-queen-official]

Hey, ik you have an ro group thingy, I was wo during if you had a Thalia, if not could I be her? I like never rp bc most ppl already have someoen as her ^^

@pine-tree1

Oohhhh that sounds cool!

guys what do ya'll think?

@bad-boy-supreme-official @wise-girl-official @seaweed-brain-official @gems-and-jewels @rachel-elizabeth-dare-official

@blond-superman-official @goat-boi-official @sunnysolace7 @nico-ghostking @reyna4ever

[all-time-champ-of-today]

i like u-

pls have this cupcake as my appreciation

AWWW I LOVE CUPCAKES!!! 🧡😋

Thank you very much, friend! This looks good!

I appreciate you too 😌

[flaccid-rats]

So, this might be a super odd request, but Honey in the Pantry is like my current comfort fic and I didn’t download it from AO3 before the servers crashed, but is there anyway I could like a PDF of the published chapters so I can drown myself in Jake’s emotional cluelessness until the archive comes back up?

I’m really happy this is your comfort fic rn because this thing has been the bane of my existence and I’m ridiculously happy you enjoy it so much 💛

I’m on vacation and I’m dumb and I only brought my work laptop so I can’t get you a PDF but I can share the link to the google doc!

I made it public so it should work, but if not do let me know

Chapter names might be a little weird bc I just name them whatever, but it’s the same I promise

[dandelions-could-never]

Have you been hiding a main blog from me this whole time

Smh. I thought better of you.

nooooooooooooooooooo

The other one was my main blog, but queuing stuff is fuckining WEIRD on browser so I made another

[marichankitty]

one of my mutuals sent me this post and i wanted to let you know i'm @ drfrankensteins! that's my nsfw twitter that i made to dump stuff i didn't want my irls to see/thought would get my tumblr flagged for nsfw

i'm totally fine with you leaving it up since i never posted it over here, but since you went to the effort to credit my twitter (thank you for that) i thought i'd let you know my main art blog over here is @littlenimart and you can credit/link that to the post if you'd like- i might rb it to my sketch/suggestive sideblog (which is @ghostlyhamsterresidue -though it's new so there's nothing on the page yet) from you as well since it seems tumblr is fine with it and i'd love to have it up on my blog. thank you for calling it a gem, it made me happy that people are still finding that!! ;u;

Oh my!!!! It's you!! 🤩🤩🤩

Thanks for letting me keep it up, I really love it. It was a companion to a fanfic and I was just so enamoured with it that I had to share! BbKaz is the shit.

The drfrankensteins handle was the only credit I could find on the artwork and I'm so glad it led you back to it!

I will try and figure out how to add the credit/link to littleninart. I'm still figuring out how to properly use this site.

Again thank you so much for sending me a message and letting me keep the artwork up! ❤️❤️❤️

[jesuistrestriste]

Sage hear me out...

Divorced dilf art who calls his younger gf mommy

art stays cooped up in the house all day—everyday—when you’re out at your hot new job.

he thinks about all the guys your age who probably ogle you and try to make passes at you, not knowing that you’ve got a man pushing 40 waiting at home for you with dinner and a pair of warm, strong open arms.

sigh.

when you do get home, he’s there to greet you (as always). he walks over and holds you close; kissing your cheek, and then your lips and your neck. each one soft and sweet and attempting to wipe your mind of any flirtation from younger men that you may or may not have endured throughout the afternoon.

“hi,” he whispers, and you slide your fingertips down his lower back, making him tremble like a wet kitten.

“hey, baby,” you hum in return. you’re shorter than him, and so when he leans his weight into you his forehead naturally falls into your shoulder. he smells like warmth and outdated cologne and need.

he mouths at your neck in the next moment, his hands sliding to lovingly cup your waist, “i missed you so much.. can i have you now?” he breathes out, his voice shaking and pleading. you feel something thick and warm press into your hip from inside his sweatpants.

and you chuckle and shake your head. he bites his bottom lip to stifle a petulant whimper.

“i missed you too,” you nip at his ear, “but i need you to use your manners if you want something from me.”

he stiffens for a moment before he stumbles forward a bit, taking you with him and gently pushing your back up against the door. “i’m sorry.”

the apology spills from his lips with an earnest desire to make his obedience known. he’d never want to disappoint you. you’re all he has these days.

“can i… can i please have you now?”

a breath. a shake of your head. a rock of his hips against your body followed by a sorrowful, begging moan.

“no?” he shifts against you, his body aching for yours.

“you’re forgetting something, Art.”

it only takes a moment for him to process your words before he’s mumbling a slurry of “i’m so sorry”s into your neck. but apologies only go so far, don’t they? he needs to correct his behavior. he needs to show you that he knows what you want from him.

“please…” he whispers, “please, mommy..”

the honorific rolls off his tongue like honey, heavy and sweet. it hangs in the air between you two and then you let out a low chuckle, “much better.”

“mommy,” he breathes out again, his erection involuntarily pulsing against your body through his clothes, “mommy, mommy, mommy—ngh“

his tone grows more desperate with each mumbling of the word; higher in pitch and more urgent. your hands move up to stroke his short blonde hair, and then you whisper into his ear.

“what do you want?”

god, what doesn’t he want? he wants your hand down his pants, your perfect cunt wrapped around his unworthy cock, your mouth, your lips, your tits. everything.

but he knows you. he knows that this is a trick question. you’re phrasing it like you’re going to give him something, a treat—a reward, but it’s a bit of a trap.

there’s a right and a wrong answer here. pick the wrong one, and he’s in for a night of painful orgasm denial (coupled with a ruined one to end the evening).

but luckily, art is smart. he knows what you want to hear.

“i.. i wanna eat mommy out.”

you pull back gently from him; and judging by the look that spreads over your face when he says that, he picked the right response.

you smile, and then your hands slide from his hair to his shoulders. in an instant, art finds himself being pushed down to the floor in front of you. he can’t help but scoot forward and shove his boner against your ankle, rutting himself into your soft skin as he dribbles precome in his briefs.

you lean back against the door, hiking up your skirt, before you’re looking down to him expectantly.

“don’t make me do all the work, baby,” you practically purr.

art’s hands scramble up your thighs to your panties, which he peels off of your sticky core with wide eyes, letting the thin fabric garment fall to pool at your heels. you giggle.

you kick them off to the side, feeling your boyfriend’s hands clutched around your legs. you sling a leg over his left shoulder, spreading your folds for him to see, and he wastes no time in parting his lips and engulfing your heat with his mouth.

you groan, letting your head loll back, and you move your fingers—letting them wander to the back of his hair once more to push his face further against you. you grind on his eager tongue, feeling him flick it over your clit as he whimpers and suckles. what a slut.

his baby blues look up to you with weighted lids, lapping at your cunt like it’s something he’s been starved of for years. his pupils dilate intensely as he stares up at you like you’re a god; something holy and unreal. and when you shake over his mouth’s ministrations, getting close, he lets out a long, drawn-out whine into your core.

he’s murmuring something that sends vibrations up your spine from the coil deep in your gut. it’s hard to make anything out when he’s drowning in you and loving it, but you can decipher bits and pieces.

“please, mommy”

“come in my mouth, mommy”

“give it all to me, mommy”

“i can take it, mommy”

you’re everything he’s ever dreamt about. you bend his perception of time and space and reason and logic. how could a sweet, beautiful, young thing like you ever want a washed-up, older athlete like him?

he prays that you don’t only like him for his money, and then he closes his eyes and mouths at your sensitive bud. he drools all over it like a sick dog, his brows pinching up as he moans out incoherent pleas for you to finish.

and holy fuck, you come hard.

a strangled cry jolts out of you as your back arches, mixing with a helpless sob from art, and then you absolutely soak his tongue with your juices. it gushes all over his face and he swallows as fast as he can; hell, he nearly chokes on it.

“ffffuck! art! oh my god, good boy, good boy, such a good boy!”

you rock over him until your orgasm recedes, and you pull his head back from you shakily by your tender hold on his hair. strings of your slick cling to the lower half of his face and the tip of his nose; a lewd squelch echoing out as he’s forcefully disconnected from your body. a dazed smile graces your lips and you peer down to watch as art’s hips shake against the hardwood floor and a dark stain appears at the front of his sweats. it’s a pathetic sight, really.

but you watch him moan softly and keep his gaze trained on you as he wipes his chin messily with the back of his hand.

“was i good?” he whispers, like he’ll cry if you say no.

he needs to hear you say it when he’s not lost in the throes of your climax.

your chest is still heaving while you try to slow your labored breaths, but you lean down anyways and meet his lips with yours. you taste yourself on his tongue. he shudders and winces.

you pull back, your bottom lip brushing his.

“so good, baby..”

art kisses the corner of your mouth softly, just once. he’s melting into you.

he loves you. but he swallows that down for now. he opts to murmur out something that’ll sum up everything he feels in a more palatable manner. something that makes him seem less desperate to keep you all to himself for as long as you can tolerate him.

something that he’s earnestly dying to say.

something that he knows you deserve to hear.

“thank you.”

[justvea18]

With your spy AU is Patroclus in a coma for months or just a couple weeks? Or does he die

He was just in a coma for 2 weeks but he woke up different

[puppetmaster13u]

The Au is Ra has been using the Lazarus pits for so long that causes him to see Danny like a human or his normal Phantom form Ra the only one that sees Danny like that

I love the idea of Deadly Decision getting together but Ra has no idea that Danny is no human he just thinks that Danny has his own Lazarus pit hidden somewhere away from him

Like Danny is full blown glowing white hair, green eyes, Sharp Fangs, an electrical being

Ra point at tall being of Life And Death it looks like he's about to rip you apart: This Is My Wife Danny.

Like sometimes people just ask him if he sees anything unhumanly about Danny and

Ra is like: What Are You Talking About ?

Danny's in the background forming Stars into his hand I'm trying to make himself a new sword

Talia and Dusan we're raised by Danny and Ra they just gotten used to also considering getting to be a normal human they find it hilarious to play along with their other two siblings Dan and Danielle that Mom is human

Slade: I've been meaning to ask what about that monster Ra has locked up back there

Talia: You Mean Mother

Slade: that's your mother I didn't know Ra al Ghul was attracted to on human beings

Dusan: what do you mean unhumanly our mother is perfectly normal he's not even assassin

Danielle walking out of his shadow: Maybe Your Mother Was The Weird One

Dan floating near Talia: Get the hell out how dare you disrespect our Mama

All of them are girlboss, gatekeep, and gaslight people into believe Danny is normal

Damien will give warning that his grandmother does not look like a Human they were all expecting meta not electric being

Danny got so used to Ra al Ghul no his Husban treating him like a normal person when he's like this that he forgot that everyone might not that treat him like that

Honestly? I love this.

And you know what? Danny might need someone like that, who even as his humanity slips away still treats him as human, as not an eldritch creature of Space, of everything Between. Someone who treats him as well, him. Is his and Ras relationship healthy? Well maybe not in human terms, but do either of them count as such anymore?

The idea of the kids playing along is also amazing lol. Especially that Jordan and Ellie? Definitely same hat as Danny. Sure their forms still look sort of human, but that just makes it very uncanny valley. So others and siblings who treat them the same? They need it just as much- if nothing else than to not become so arrogant and uncaring of humanity that they could watch the world end without a blink.

Which, Damian! I bet Danny absolutely adores the grandbaby. I bet he crafts little ice bats and miniature planets to swirl above his crib. I bet he has a literal strip of space and stars on his ceiling. And Damian isn't the only grandbaby too- Dusan has a daughter in some timelines too. Not to mention Ras' adoptive daughter Nyssa, who he gave one of the Lazarus Pits to.

But speaking of Damian, I have to know what that would mean for Jason. Who was practically completely braindead before being thrown into the Pit. Who would have probably met Danny while there because I can't see Danny not also gently doting on another grandson.

Gosh I honestly am just really enjoying this whole thing lol.

[pedroscurls]

Please, I'm begging you. I need you to write this for my delulu head.

Basically, the reader and Hugh are picking flowers, and she tells him about the saying, "Wear the hat, ride the cowboy" and then takes his hat. After that they make out veryyy hot in his car and she.. well, she rides him (like a cowgirl yehaaw) and maybe is more in charge.. and she has the hat on!

ASK… AND YOU WILL RECEIVE

can’t wait to write this tonight 🙂‍↕️😌

[tangledinink]

Holy fuck their little paw pads are soooo cute!!!!!

BEANS!!!!!

[beauty-queen-official]

Hiii! I saw that u have an rp group so could I join pls?? If u don’t have a Harley already, then could I be ur Harley???

It’s fine if u say no but jus asking lol

Yayayayyayay that sounds nice!

Guys what do y'all thinkkk

@bad-boy-supreme-official @wise-girl-official @seaweed-brain-official @gems-and-jewels @rachel-elizabeth-dare-official

@blond-superman-official @goat-boi-official @sunnysolace7 @nico-ghostking @reyna4ever @quinntheapollodaughter

@pine-tree1 @nyssathemechanic

[chropyl]

WHITE GUYY NINETEEN EIGHTY FIVE

redraw from last year, one year everyone.. can we make it two years

[flaccid-rats]

you have an s tear username congrats ⭐️

Thanks! It’s what me and my boys are going to name our country music band

[sketchy-tour]

✨DANDY COMMISSION APPRECIATION POST✨

Of course, being commissions I bought, none of these lovely beautiful pieces are by me. Credits (in order) @frillsand @weevmo @lanlishiba @parrotparfait @kandavers

I am!! GONNA attempt to gush about all these pieces without devolving into keysmashes or screams but like. A. AA. AAA. I was gonna say "yall have no idea how annoying I am about Dandy" but honestly you do. You all do because I shake my silly puppet oc around CONSTANTLY.

ANYWAY I JUST!!! AUGH! ALL OF THEM MAKE ME SO HAPPY!!! The fact I get to see Dandy in art styles I love and adore around the fandom fills me with a joy I cannot even DESCRIBE to you!! OOH I JUST!!! I love them. I love these pieces. I stare at them all the time and now I'm rattling them all around at you guys!!!!! LOOK!!! LOOK AT THESE LOVELY LOVELY PIECES RN AND CHECK OUT THE ARTISTS!!!!!

[banemaus]

couple of dudes

[silverirony]

i love how this fandom clings to this idea that arthur has "the calculating demeanor of someone not to fuck with" bc frankly I think he's just a wet cat with a resting bitch face and the only reason john said this was to manipulate him. and arthur can't let it go bc it's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to him and also because he really wants to believe it