#so thats a big whoopsie

[spynorth]

thinking about it and lucas is ... actually a considerable douche to most of the women he interacts with in the show. except for ros bc i’m fairly certain he knows there’s always a fork and/or pen nearby.

[auriidae]

couple a shinyduo doodles from The Great Terra Art Style Crisis of 2024. designs from my au :)

[iliterallydecepticanteven]

Oh shit I forgot about kinktober

[ihearasound]

Bf: you better not have the nishikujic artwork of Dias wistfully kissing her cane while looking longingly and in pain as your phone background

My yearning ass:

[smellygooberalert]

i got it wrong guys i meant when he got the little birthday letter from jade whoopsies

idk if this counts because he stops crying like immediately after bcz of jack but i do see a little tear right there......

scratches head

seeing fanart of john sad is so much more heart wrenching to me than seeing one of the striders sad. cuz like. you always see the striders sad. its like their thing. seeing a strider sad is just kinda par for the course. but seeing john egbert openly sad? seeing him express his emotions as something other than ":B"? now thats when you know something went WRONG. john egbert is the master of repressed emotions. if something stressful enough happened to cause HIM to acknowledge and process how he feels, the world might just be ending. again.

[imjustdelusionalok]

yandere!dc: goddess! darling

ⁱⁿᶠᵒ ᵃᵇᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵈᵃʳˡⁱⁿᵍ۫ ꣑ৎ

darling is a god from another world who just so happens to immigrate into the dc universe after a very long time of probably embodying... well, everything.

firstly having to live for love as a human, and then ending it all to fight for the beauty of life as god.

she is the reason for existence, from the big to the miniscule.

(so basically op goddess reader who has wayyyy too much power in their hands-- ex: nothing can kill them, nothing can put an end to them, etc--)

the least you could do is seal away her powers, but even that would truly not be enough because your only sealing away 0.000000000000001%. (i mean that 💀)

*cough* anyway... aside from goddess reader backstory, lets go to the inspiration <33

she's a mix of Madokami from Puella Magi, HoF Kiana Kaslana from Honkai Impact, and mostly of Ishtar Ashtart/Space Ishtar from Fate Grand Order <3

originally kind and lighthearted after becoming 'God', but as time passes and stars dimmed, she has become... well... neutral. not good, but DEFINITELY not bad. like this!

"let me help you :)" to "...From the dawn of creation. Man has come from the ground not by his hand but mine. go back to the land and return to dust."

summary: lawful, void, alien... yet beautiful, destructive, human.

sooooo. yup.

:p

ʰᵉᵃᵈᶜᵃⁿᵒⁿˢ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ۫ ꣑ৎ

...she has met the justice league before. because, who in their right minds would ignore the giant falling 'star' that came out of a very visible tear in the sky caused by said celestial body???

dramatically crashing down the surface like a meteorite, you lowkey may have destroyed a 'few' buildings... whoopsies :p

they are surprised. this... girl, no- alien, exudes endless quantity of power, leaking from every blurred pore. it also seems like they might be power themselves...

batman goes bazingas at the amount of destruction caused by your fall leading to an airheaded you getting towed to the JL headquarters and any sort of refusal or fighting back is unallowed. (even tho your more than capable of destroying anything AND everything you still oblige)

though cool as ice, you are so confused deep down. head tilted, vacant expression, the usual from the emotionally detached goddess albeit with a little change. 'what are these humans talking about?' you think, 'what threat?' you think again, unaware that you are the threat being spoken of.

the white slits of the vigilante's mask narrows at your disposition. everything about you seems... off. from your oppressing aura, to the... heavenly allure your blankness brings.

"more alien than the actual alien," a familiar scarlet speedster jokes, in an attempt to lighten the heavy mood. (he failed horribly btw) said alien rolls their eyes and sighs. though he has to admit, you lowkey look kind of cute... but he stops, remembering lois.

once you say your side of the story, they go all shocked pikachu faces again. your a god from another seperate world??? i mean dont get them wrong though, they had their fair share of situations like these, as some dc villains and heroes they know arent even from here originally. but they cant help but feel a bit different about you, something about you makes their soul writhe... and its not in a bad way.

so once B confirms your not a threat despite your extreme potential to act like one, everybody is relieved. you just need a littleeeeeee supervision, thats all :3

and oh look at that, your actually not that bad. your cold demeanor fades once they got to know you, and that void in your eyes is filled with a light comparable to the twilight star's soothing glow— pure, tranquil, and ever so mystifying.

every step you take, life seems to exist and flourish all around you. life heals around you. not only that, but also... them. the dead part of them actually, that died from complications now too complicated to be retold and remembered.

you fill the void they never knew they had, and all their aching scars were no longer painful but tolerable. bearable even, and its all because of you.

at this point, everybody knows how this all plays out. this ordinary tune, twisted into a fanatic's song.

their once innocent admiration has now spoiled into something darker, the more you stay in this world. holy eyes peeked at it, not at them but at the abyss that is their 'love.'

...you were starting to get aware. and a rarity occurred, you were... 'saddened'. for eternities you lived alone, and in an attempt to reconnect with that sliver of humanity you hid and kept, you went here to feel something again. and you did, and you were so successful.

too successful, in fact.

they loved you; so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, sooooo much. without you, they would die! :(

and that, in your eyes, is what makes you 'sad'. if your presence drives your beloved mortals to insanity's grip, then you must fly.

fly away from this despair, fly away from this madness.

your 'love' is your undoing, and ultimately also theirs.

their eyes widen as the sky is torn once again, and a familiar star flies back into it, meaning that you--- left. left? left. left? left... left.

something inside them breaks. both hearts any sense of rationality and morality left.

there is no reason to exist without you it seems, and they will do everything just to see you once more, even a second's glimpse.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

...you can't help but feel something you havent felt for a very long time. what was it again, sadness? anxiety? fear? you dont know. the endless rows of your ivory silks flutter even in the slightest movement. something tugs at you, your mind and heart. something tugs at you, telling... that it is far from over.

they call for you, their cries drowned in obsession masquerading as love.

you never answer, as your supposed concern and care for them lessens and your patience dwindles. reality is cruel, but never crueler than you. and that's when you realized it.

...they make your skin crawl. they make you want to vomit. they make you want to scream and cry. they make your ichor run cold. and if they touch you again, you'll--

...huh. who would have thought that was how you truly felt, goddess.

[everythingisawayoflife]

batfam in random situations part 1 (?): airport

i’m so deep into batfam brainrot its kind of terrifying. so. uh. yeah. here is what i think they’re all like on a vacation that requires flight. for all intents and purposes, this is a commercial airline lets pretend the private jet that bruce so totally owns is out of commission. apologies if these are not accurate to their characters, i’m just having fun lol

for starters i definitely think bruce is that parent who’s super anal about getting to the airport on time

like the flight leaves at 8:30, bruce wants to get up at 2:30 and wake everyone else up with him

he’s got checklists for every kid cause every kid is different

i think this house looks like chaos - like think home alone when the mcallisters’ power goes out and they wake up late except the fam is just like that

i’d like to think duke is the most prepared out of all of them - he’s got his suitcase, his carryon, and the comfiest yet cutest airport clothes (cause you know the hot airport people you’re only ever gonna see once? duke dresses to be one of those people)

duke is getting dragged into the chaos though - one minute he’s sitting watching some avatar: the last airbender, next he’s being bombarded by dick asking if he’s gonna ge arrested for bringing shampoo thats only a little over 8 ounces (its like 8.00001)

“no, damian. you can’t bring alfred with you to france. ESPECIALLY not batcow!”

tim was supposed to pack last night. and he was going to, honest! but then the drug case he’d been tracking picked up some heat again and the time got away from him. so he ropes cass into helping him pack efficiently. she only agrees if he lets her have the window seat.

i feel like out of all of them, jason is not a flying kind of guy? like a part of me is really getting the vibe that jason hates to fly so he’s always gotta have some dramamine on him. that and some noise-canceling headphones.

window seat fans: dick, tim, cass, steph

aisle seaters: bruce, jason, duke, damian

middle seaters (not by choice): tim, and on occasion bruce

tim has never ONCE gotten a window seat when they fly

steph’s carryon is JAMPACKED with everything you could ever need. first aid, secret snacks, etc. she’s surprised it even fit with her.

dick always brings a double headphone adapter, so he forces whatever sibling he’s seated besides (usually tim) to watch his airplane movie of choice: crazy rich asians

unrelated but do you think to keep up appearances, bruce joined the mile high club? i think so but anyway back to our regularly scheduled program

there are more pictures of damian watching a movie on his green-cased tablet with big headphones than he would like there to be. most of these pictures exist on dick’s phone.

it’s a struggle to get tim to sleep at home but on flights? he sleeps like a mf’in baby. especially when it’s a night flight so the cabin is dark and comfortable with those pretty lights. yeah goodnight tim drake.

steph is not afraid to get up in an annoying kid’s face if he’s kicking her seat. she’ll fight.

one thing about duke? he’s gonna fuck up some in-flight snacks. sometimes he won’t even eat them on the flight, he’ll just buy a few bags of the peanuts and collect them as a snack for vacation. they work well for him if they go on walking tours that last all day

more pictures on dick’s phone that said subject wish didn’t exist: photos of jason conked out on bruce’s shoulder and he is most definitely drooling

dick HATES airplane bathrooms. he’d rather piss himself than relieve himself in one of those.

cass’s airplane playlist is fire. she even looks cool listening to it.

damian CANNOT be seated behind tim; thats just a recipe for a no-no. he WILL kick the seat and there WILL be blood. no exceptions.

i skipped ahead to the actual flight and not the airport whoopsies let’s go over that below

dick always gets nervous going through bag check - he’s always FINE but he worries that somehow he’s got something he shouldn’t in his bag (this is something i do i KNOW i don’t have anything i shouldnt but what if 20 kilos of cocaine suddenly just appeared in my suitcase?)

tim has definitely had airport sushi like that snl skit. didn’t end well.

remember how i said duke was one of those hot people you see at the airport that you never see again? cass is also one of those people. they are just a cool duo and the paparazzi pictures are lowkey an aesthetic

bruce does a roll call at least seven times. it’s necessary since they have left a kid at home before (it was tim. he was salty about it for at least a month and guilt tripped everyone into doing what he pleased because of it)

to pass the time before they board, steph and jason play cards. their favorites are war and speed.

jason plays wait for me (reprise) in his headphones everytime he walks on one of those horizontal escalator thingys

dick and steph like to impersonate the flight attendants when they do that safety walkthrough

the kids all race each other down that long hallway before they board

unless he goes with them, alfred’s vacation usually begins when bruce texts him that they’ve landed and are on the way to the hotel (which opens the door for other shenanigans i might do a part 2 after all)

okay i think thats all i have i think other scenarios i’d like to do are these:

batfam at a hotel

batfam going grocery shopping

batfam at a wayne gala

batfam on vacation

there are probably more but who knows. for all i know, i’ll never do another one of these again.

[deadlymeteorz]

KND Fandom Questions!

1. When did you start watching the show?

I saw it briefly on my TV when I was much much younger and scowered the internet for it. Once I actually found it around ~10 years old, I became a big fan.

2. Favorite season?

I'd say probably season 3 to 5

3. Favorite episodes?

OP POOL, IT, FUGITIVE, GRADUATES, SLUMBER, and FOUNTAIN

4. Hated episode?

Pretty universally hated but OP PINKEYE

5. Favorite character?

Numbuh 362!

6. Did you cry when you watched Op. Interviews?

A little yeah!

7. Funniest moment?

In OP FOUNTAIN when Numbuh 1 was whispering and scolding (iirc) Numbuh 3 and throws one of Leona's rings and goes "Whoopsie!!!"

8. Saddest moment?

Sector Z getting re-Delightfulized

9. Favorite KND Artists?

@some-loozzr

@kandykatz

@artsygirl0315

@kommandonuovidiavoli

@spicedwatermel0n

@shit-taster-connoisseur

@kidsnextdoor-doodles

10. Favorite Canon KND ship?

Nigel and Lizzie!

11. Favorite Headcanon KND ship?

362x86, 5xHenrietta, and 362xLizzie, 1x362xLizzie, Sector V Poly

12. One thing you love about the fandom:

How creative people can be with their headcanons and ocs! I also love how often asks are open which helps show off different people's ideas in form of requests!!! It's also a very accepting and nice community!!

13. One thing you hate about the fandom:

How small it is :( I mean, it definitely isn't dead by any means but I wish I had more KND moots to rant about my AUs to lol!

14. Do you wish there were more die-hard KND fans?

YESSSSSS

15. When did you start drawing KND art?

Sometime earlier this year I believe!

16. How old were you when you started drawing KND art?

It was after my bday I believe so I was 16!

17. How old are you now and are you still drawing KND art?

Still 16 and yes! I don't post too often tho,,,

18. One thing you wish you could stop in the fandom?

Proshippers and erasure of representation 😐

19. Quick Pick 2x4:

Ol' Reliable S.P.L.A.N.K.E.R

20. Codename:

uhh numbuh 109 because thats my birthday 🤷‍♀️

[unroxyfication]

so many posts about impractical big booby girls! i bet you want to be one so much don't you? thats why i've gagged you and tied you up, i'm going to be inflating your boobs soooo much. just tell me when you're happy with their size and i'll stop, i don't want them to be too big for you! oh gosh you're just letting them get bigger and bigger. they look so full they're going to burst, are you sure thats what you want? but you haven't told me to stop, so i guess i'll keep going. they're getting reaaaaally big now, i don't know if roxy will even be able to move with these. you keep making noises and shaking your head but i'm not hearing a stop, so bigger we go. god roxy's boobs have gotten so big you've filled the entire room! I don't know how you haven't told me to stop yet- oh! did i forget to take out the gag? whoopsie, what a silly mistake, i guess you did want me to stop earlier, didn't you? too bad it's irreversible and you're stuck with impractically huge tits now. you know I think we can probably use your nipples as fuck toys, and since your boobs are so big and soft people could fuck on them like waterbeds. you'd like that right? if you don't want that just say so~ (still hasn't taken out the gag btw)

help..........

[wishuponthatstar]

My contribution to the Tumblr System!! He’s not technically a blanet, but he orbits the same stellar black hole and plays a similar role in the system to a blanet… maybe he’d be considered an unofficial blanet? Idk man... Idea from @finligz and @just-call-mefr1es!!!! Lots of extra yapping under the cut

So we all know planet X right? There's a theory that instead of being caused by a planet, the gravitational anomalies we've detected that led us to believe there may be a 9th planet could also be caused by a very small black hole! This idea was spawned from that. A primordial black hole is essentially a black hole formed at the very beginning of the universe, less than a second after the big bang. They are currently only hypothetical as detecting something so small thats also basically invisible is understandably very difficult. Having formed at the beginning of the universe, he wasn't always a part of the Tumblr system. He spent a good 10 billion years just hurtling though space before he accidentally got a little too close to the Tumblr Black hole and got caught in it's gravity. Whoopsies. He also may or may not have killed 2 blanets (I've dubbed them Lethe and Coeus) when he joined the system. And nobody knows it was him, or that he even exists, because it just looks like those blanets slowly shrunk and disappeared. Whoopsies x2. I put "yesn't" for the moons because while he does have natural satellites, he isn't technically a blanet, and only blanets/planets can have moons. More than 40 asteroid sized objects, along with two larger objects, orbit him. These objects consider themselves moons despite not technically being such. The two larger and colored "moons" are what remains of Lethe and Coeus. If they were to scale, they'd be multiple magnitudes larger than him, probably around the size of a moon like Mimas or Proteus. The symbol he "stole" is just Coeus and Lethe's symbols mashed together.

Nu is the greek god of everything prior to primordial chaos, aka nothingness. Lethe is the greek personification of forgetfulness, and Coeus is a greek figure representing inquisitiveness. All his "moons" hate his ass. Two of them are basically ghosts of blanets he literally killed, and the rest of them were once independent asteroids. So basically, none of his "moons" formed naturally, and all of them are doomed to die a slow death via tiny spaghettification. They are understandably NOT HAPPY.

Despite being roughly watermelon-sized, he has a mass equivalent to like. At least 5 Jupiters. Crazy bro. The aphelion of his orbit is basically as far as you can get from Tumblr without drifting off into space. His perihelion is considerably closer, but is likely still tens of times further out than the last blanet. Eccentric orbit moment. Having been captured rather than formed in the Tumblr system, he orbits in a very different plane than the rest of the gang. Since he was born at the beginning of the universe, he's incredibly wise. Unfortunately, he's also kind of comically evil, and will probably never share that wisdom with you. I could yap even more, I've thought up so much lore + thought a bunch about how this entire stellar black hole system would scientifically work, but I'll save it for another time. (or you can ask about it!!!) If you made it all the way to the bottom of my yapping, thanks for reading!!

[mushroommanstan]

Creepy Tenko Part 4

All smut baby!

Part 1 Part 3 part 5

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You grunted in annoyance, trying to angle your car just right to get into the parking space, yet somehow constantly finding yourself going over the white lines. With the destination so close you figured your troubles were over. But alas, geometry said otherwise.

Meanwhile, Tenko quietly stared out the window, twiddling his thumbs and mulling over your words like he had the whole ride over.

Friends.

It’s kind of embarrassing to admit, but he hadn’t really had any friends before. Atleast ones that didn’t tell him to kill people. So the very idea of you fearlessly agreeing to be his pal, while normal for others, was almost frightening to him. But he supposes anything new is.

Still though, it opened the door to questions he hadn’t thought he would ever need answers for. Like, what do friends do? Eat ice cream and stuff? He could do that. He’s not a big fan of it but he can endure it for you. Do friends hug? That’d be nice. He’d never say no to a quick warm embrace every now and then. Maybe if he’s lucky he could get a kiss too. Do friends kiss? I mean if they hug then kissing wouldn’t be that much of a leap right?

What are the boundaries with hugs? You’ve already touched his junk twice now and he’s sure as hell he hadn’t seen any of that in the cartoons he watched as a kid. But then again, their advice for making friends was lousy and always lead to him being even more alienated, so maybe they didn’t have a good grasp on the concept in general. After all, they were the ones who encouraged him to give out high-fives. Whoopsies!

Ah, he has so much to learn, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t excited! He broke out into a big grin as he imagined all the things he’d do with you. All the wholesome fantasies he’d be able to fulfill with you. This was gonna be a blast!

Finally, FINALLY, you angled your car just right and were able to park it. You leaned back into your seat, sighing in relief, before turning over to Tenko and smiling at him.

“Alright, let’s go!”

The soft click-click of your seat beat accompanied by the loosening of the straps allowed your freedom, and you almost opened the door and stepped out when you noticed that Tenko was still having trouble with his.

“Oh, yeah, that ones tricky. Here lemme help.” You reached over his lap as he fiddled with the buckle, and while it took an obnoxious few seconds, it finally gave way and released him. It was when you began to withdraw that you made a terrible realization. He was still hard.

His dick made a visible tent in his pants, one thats impossible to ignore. He noticed you freezing up, and followed your gaze only to blush furiously and desperately try to cover it up with his hoodie.

“Uhh… sorry…” he mumbled, one hand raising to scratch at his throat. You shook your head.

“It’s fine. It’s my fault, after all. Looks like I’ll have to take care of this before we go inside.”

He gave you a confused look, before petrifying in surprise as your hand snaked its way over his lap. He started shaking before you even began touching him, looking back and forth between your hand and your face.

Your fingers finally made their way to his erection, your fingertips lightly dancing along the edges and curves of his tent. He whimpered out, even the slightest whisper of pressure sending pangs of electricity throughout him as you teased him.

“Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t a reward. You were very naughty doing… whatever it was you did.” Honestly you couldn’t even remember. Well, you probably could if you tried, but you were too distracted by the way Tenko was biting his lip in panic-ridden lust. It took a second for him to get over the shock of being touched by you, again, before he fell forward against your dashboard like a ragdoll. His whole body slumped forward, a dopey grin emerging on his face as he did his best to soak up the pleasure you were so generously bestowing him as much as he could.

I mean sure, he loved how you treated him before; the way your harsh grip nearly ended his bloodline right then and there was just heavenly. But this… this was so different. It was so… gentle. He shuddered as you continued, letting out little choked gasps of pleasure as you cupped his bulge, massaging it in your fingers as it slowly became more and more moist with his pre-cum.

It was adorable just how worked up he was getting without even making skin to skin contact. It made you wonder, was he a virgin? I mean, it felt pretty obvious given how some people acted around him and how much he was reacting to you right now, but it was hard to imagine that someone like him hadn’t had sex before. I mean, he’s so cute you’d be crazy not to want to suck his dick! Right?

Speaking of which, you were ashamed at the drool gathering in your mouth as you continued squeezing his bulge expertly. But you wouldnt, no, couldn’t seriously consider sucking the dick of the guy you’d just met! I mean, come on, you have some self respect! There’s no way-

“G-haaaah” he moaned, forcing you out of your thoughts and making you take in his perfect aheogo face. Flushed pink cheeks, eyes crossed, and a little bit of drool escaping his wide open-mouthed grin.

Fuck it. Self respect is for losers.

Since he was wearing dark grey sweat pants, it was easy to just reach your hand right in there. Before your wrist fully submerged into his privates however he caught you with a shaky grip, leaning backwards enough to sit up properly again. Despite this, he wasn’t looking at you. He was obviously avoiding looking at you, his head completely turned away from yours and out towards the uneventful sidewalk. Through the reflection of the glass, you could see just how uncomfortable he looked.

“Uhm… are you ok? Am I doing something wrong?” You asked, worried you over stepped. You tried to retrieve your hand to respect his boundaries but his grip held firm. You were confused. Did he want you to touch him or not.

“I-I don’t-“ he began, mouth opening and closing as he tried, and failed to voice his concerns before he gave up and faced towards the window again. He let go of your hand slowly, and before you could say anything else he began undoing the strings of his pants.

You didn’t say anything, patiently waiting as he took his time with the knot. You could tell he was stalling, purposefully fumbling with the strings so that it would take longer, but you said nothing.

“We don’t have to do this if you-“

“No! no, it’s… it’s fine” he cut you off, volume progressively turning to a shy mumble as he. finally pulled his pants down and gave you a more accurate outline of his erection through his underwear. You could see the angry red tip just barely peeking out from the waistband, making your eyes widen. They widened even more when he finally pulled the last bit of clothing down, the curtains parting to reveal a masterpiece to you. His member sprang out, eager and achingly hard, and just the perfect length.

Without exaggeration, you have never seen such a pretty cock. The rosy colors perfectly complimented the wiry black hairs at the base, and his cock was curved slightly, and the red tint along with the dark colors of his pubes only made the white pre-cum leaking from his tip look all the more tantalizing.

And his length, good god his length. Frankly you were surprised he hadn’t passed out from blood loss after sporting that monster. Ok, maybe you’re exaggerating a little, but the truth is he well exceeded your expectations. You could feel a shiver go down your spine as you imagined what it would be like to feel that thing inside you.

“Is it… ok?” He asked, his voice carrying an anxious yet hopeful tint.

You didn’t answer, still taking his cock in and admiring it as you let out a breath you didn’t realize you’d been holding. You didn’t hear him over your own beating heart, and thus didn’t answer him, leaving him take your hesitation and silence as disapproval.

He swallowed down the lump forming in his throat, tears of embarrassment welling up as he begged you to say something. But the longer you took, the longer he lost hope. God, he was a fucking idiot. He had it all. He had a friend, he had lunch plans, he had the soft groping hands of a woman he never thought he’d feel, and he lost it all being greedy. He just couldn’t be satisfied, he had to show you what the rest of him looked like.

He wasn’t positive but from what he saw online he measured out well, so he thought maybe you wouldn’t mind it was… his. But he should have known, I mean, everything about him is ugly. So why would this be any different?

You swallowed, trying to get some moisture in your quickly drying throat as slowly your hand reached for it. Despite Tenkos embarrassment he remained still, freezing up as shame clouded his mind. He was pulled back from his spiral self-hate when a soft, warm, heavenly hand wrapped around his length.

He shuddered, aforementioned tears drying immediately as you relished his glossy skin. He only had half a second to take in what you were doing before you began pumping him.

Immediately a loud moan was ripped from his throat, partially from shock, the volume making you flinch. You could see goosebumps appear on his legs as your hand moved. Luckily there was so much pre-cum that it could be used as lube. Like a crazy amount of pre-cum. So much it stained his pants! Hah hah! Hah… omg he jizzed his pants didn’t he.

Your hand faltered slightly at the realization, but he didn’t notice. He was too caught up in the contrast of your silky smooth hands and his to register your actual movements. You were so warm… fuck… and so gentle, and your hand hit all the right places at all the right times. He never thought a handjob would feel this different, that having someone else’s hand working you would be this much better. Fuck, it’s so good.

He let out little whines as you continued, the premature cum making squelching noises that were barely audible over your combined lust for eachother. Still, you couldn’t help but wonder about the timeline of events regarding his ejaculation. I mean, obviously he had to have came before and this was just old cum. But… it doesn’t look old. It’s still warm.

But that doesn’t make sense. Because there’s no way it’s recent, he’s been at full mast this entire time! When would he have had the time to recharge?

Weird. Maybe there’s something you’re not getting. Yeah, you can feel yourself dripping into your panties, obviously you can’t figure it out because you’re too turned on. It’ll all make sense later.

But for now, you had to do what you promised yourself earlier that you wouldn’t.

You leaned over, your head eagerly making its way over to his lap. You licked your lips before parting them, your hand stopping in order to stabilize your destination.

Tenko let out harsh pants as you took your time, loving the amount of attention he was giving you from your teasing. You looked back up at his desperate face, one that looked confused and a little hurt as you continued to torture him by just barely letting the tip of your tongue brush against his head.

“C��mon…” he whined, eyebrows curving up in stress as tears of frustration and desperation clumped in his eyelashes. “Please?”

Fuck you could cum right then and there just from how he was looking at you. He looked like he actually believed that if you didn’t suck his dick in the next 5 seconds he would die. And yet he made no efforts to rush you, despite how much he wanted to. He was such a good boy.

“Fuck… such a good boy Tenko.”

You lowered your mouth onto him making his mouth hang open, only a choked wheeze escaping him at the sensation. His face made it look like you stabbed him. Just complete and utter shock as he took in your warm, wet, painfully heavenly mouth for the first time. Holy mother of god, and he thought your hand was good. He doesn’t think he could ever let himself leave your mouth again. He wants to live inside your mouth.

And then you started moving. Only a simple upstroke when you made a generous distance down his shaft. But it was more than enough.

Your mouth was filled to the brim with cum, making you choke a bit in surprise, the sensation making his loud groan just a little louder. His hips jerked against your face, causing his dick to ram further down you throat, making you gag around him.

Did he just cum in your mouth? Fuck! It had been barely a minute and it was already over. Damn. I mean, yeah, the whole point of this was to make him soft so he doesn’t have a tent in his pants when he meets your new friends, but you had to admit you were pretty disappointed that you couldn’t play with him for a little longer.

You detached from him and gulped down his seed, which was a lot, the intense flavor making you wince a little. You looked back up at him, trying to give a reassuring smile because you can tell he’s pretty insecure about himself. You expected to see him sulk again, for his face to heat up in shame.

What you didn’t expect to see was confusion. Maybe some mild annoyance.

“Why’d you stop?”

You blinked at him. What does he mean ‘why did you stop’? Because he came in your mouth! That’s it! Shows over! Problem solved! We can go now… unless…

You looked down, expecting to see a softening cock slowly deflate but instead you found him fully erect. Throbbing, even. Like nothing even happened, like him cumming was all in your head.

“What the hell” you whispered, eyes wide again in shock. His hand rested on the back of your head, gently nudging you as he tried to signal you to get back to work but stayed up, the puzzle pieces fitting together in your head.

So he DID cum in his pants earlier. How many times can this man go without a break? I mean, fucking hell this is insane, he literally looks the exact same as when you started. That shouldn’t even be possible.

Fine. Surely if you do it again, then he’ll be satisfied and you two can go into the café where your friends are waiting.

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You take back what you said about being disappointed you couldn’t play with him more. He was a premature ejaculater, sure, but he had the recovery time of a god.

Jesus you underestimated him. He just keeps going and going, at this point you’ve eaten so much of his cum that you don’t even have to order anything.

But finally, finally you got him to calm down. You both were damn near passed out from exhaustion but you’d be damned if you let either of you pass out and have all that work be in vain.

Now… FINALLY… you can enter the god damned café.

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But not today! Will they get to the café? Won’t they get to the café, you’ll have to wait till next time sucker this ones all smut! I’m such a stinker ;)

@keisukebajimipatron

[gladosluver]

! FAKE BLOOD/DEATH WARNING !

sato death recreation irl by yours truly

guess who convinced their only 2 irls to be tsmc trio (we had a hajime but they moved out of the prefecture and told nobody)

despite doing adobe stuff for years now, and literally being adobe certified, i specialize in vector graphics. i rarely ever edit real photos, so this was really difficult and tbh doesnt really look that nice BUT i tried and slayed and thats all that matters

alt stuff v

we had about 3 minutes to get these pictures so theyre not thattt accurate. right when this photo was taken 5 administrators walked by but since we were in the art hallway i guess they thought we were taking reference photos or something

i always found the concept of games blurring/censoring gore and death WAYYY more disturbing than just showing the actual thing, especially when layered over the face. the absence of something so distinct and defining. the presence of a simple jarring black box where there should be someone you once knew. you know whats supposed to be there, but it just. isnt. it makes you feel like you werent supposed to see it

anyways heres some adventures from the day

i had to create a Little Guy in another artists style so i quickly made this mizuiyama chibi and clicked one button and. this happened. i cant recreate this no matter how hard i try. it took up the ENTIRE DAMN PASTEBOARD and made my computer lag

when taking the photos me and 'mahiru' (not using their real name for privacy) went out into the hallway and i tried to say "lets do a photoshoot" and "take photos of me" at the same time. but instead i looked them dead in the eyes and said "shoot me."

dont tell 'natsumi' this but the original plan was yui/licorne/kyoko but she started singing the usa national anthem for some fucking reason and i changed it up at the last second because i wanted an excuse to beat her on her big head.... someone brought a giant bento box in a very conveniently-swingable bag and when i tell you that shit was CALLING to me like the green goblin mask..

theres some event going on where students were supposed to be characters and one of our classmates was a teletubby and since we were some of the only people dressed up for the occasion it looked a bit like this

no joke when i walked in NOBODY was being cool then suddenly i saw TWO PEOPLE COSPLAYING PIECES OF TOAST. JUST. GIANT BROWN SQUARES. RUNNING DOWN THE HALLWAY. GIGGLING. a few other people in the design program were dressed as stitch and someone came up to them and said "i used to be scared of you little shits"

even tho this is "cringe" or whatever 1) we all die in the end so be free 2) i only get to see them for a few hours a week so we had to embrace this. also i was stranded at the school for over half an hour after this in the freezing cold whoopsies. i did have a little scare when a police car pulled up and i thought they got my ass for something i didnt even know i did

[oneforthemunny]

that photo you reblogged of wayne, eddie and vega is so funny

do you think when she first started exhibiting her wildness eddie went to wayne and was like ? help ? and wayne was like ! thats what you were like !

so when kensie was little (I know the ask is about vega but I promise it makes sense lol) she’s like extremely emotional all the time. stage five clinger, separation anxiety to the max, and she’s just got a lot of big emotions and big feelings. she cries at everything.

neither one of you really know what to do, but you’re a little bit more understanding. maybe it’s more so because it’s maternal instincts and she’s clinging to you all the time so it’s easier for you to be understanding and soft with her, but eddie starts to get frustrated. he’s a new parent, relatively, and he’s not a perfect parent by any means, and it’s hard being a parent. especially when he can’t understand why she’s crying so much.

wayne’s out visiting, because he always is, and kensie starts crying over something or another, something eddie thinks is just absurd and he kinda gets huffy with her for all of .5 seconds before wayne’s about to slap him upside the head.

he takes kensington, and is really gentle and calm, talks to her sweetly and she calms down. eddie’s like ??? how did you do that. “you gotta listen to her, boy. don’t try to rationalize s’much. listen.”

“but she loses her shit over the smallest things that are no big deal-“

“to you.” wayne narrows his eyes at him. “they’re not a big deal, to you. you know better, understand more because you can. she’s a baby still, ed. she doesn’t understand everything and some things are new and upsetting, and that’s ok. you were the same way… ‘til your daddy got tired of it.”

that sends eddie over the edge and from then on, he tries to listen instead of getting frustrated or rationalizing. wayne’s got this very calm, steady energy (zarah inherited it). like he’s very go with the flow, but also knowledgeable, and he helps eddie a lot as a parent.

from then on, eddie goes to wayne all the time. befkre, he wouldn’t do it as much because he felt like a ‘bad parent’ but really, it was helpful to everyone.

then along came miss vega jo. she’s a whoopsie. wayne’s older and she’s unlike any of the other girls, including the twins. she’s fucking insane. literally unhinged from baby times. you think it’s because of the age gap with her sisters, that she grew up around them, but whatever it is, she’s crazy.

eddie’s like whatever I can handle her, but she’s on another level. like she’s a bad ass kid when she’s little lmao. like very bad and he’s kinda like??? what do I do when she’s this insane??? and she’s sweet, but she’s just high energy all the time… with him lol. she like lives to torment eddie bc she thinks it’s hilarious.

then with you she’s a terror but she’s sweet, and with wayne she’s a different child entirely. calm and sweet and gentle.

eddie really is like how the fuck do you know how to do this?? and wayne is like??? she’s you.

“I was never that bad, wayne, my dad would’ve beat me.”

“boy, you were worse. you used to talk and talk and run and get into anything and everything. you never sat down- you still don’t!”

and eddie’s pouty like it isn’t true but… it is. and really, vega thrives off reaction. so when she does something chaotic and eddie has a naturally dramatic reaction, like he always does, that just fuels her fire. plus, he’s got chaos just radiating off of him naturally.

wayne tells him just to calm down. be calm with her, let yourself be relaxed, and she’ll match that. sure enough, she’s less of a terror when he does. she will talk through the entire movie, but she stays sitting next to eddie, asking a million questions that he answers calmly to keep her attention.

wayne is a wizard with kids and eddie’s thankful for him <3

[acaciapines]

taking the initative - how does having a daemon work for Hunter? given, you know, everything about grimwalkers. I'm also super interested in how you worked out the Azura series!

he he :333 i'll put this under a cut since hunters Deal is a pretty big thing we unpack over the course of the daemon au so. technically spoilers!! if you wanna wait a year til it comes out or somehow came across this while i was posting the fic.

anyways! so hunter is a freak of nature (affectionate) even by grimwalker standards njgdfg. but before we get into that i gotta do some ~term definition~ cause both daemons and palismen exist in this world and its important you know what i mean when i use em!

daemon: we know them. we love them. what you think of when i say 'daemon au.' creatures made entirely of dust that are the other half of a human, who can change shape up until they settle (around 12 years of age), and have a set range based on their form of how far they can go from said human, with most being between like 10-20 feet. daemons are born when their human is like, 6 months to a year old, slowly forming until they've got enough dust to take their first form.

palismen: the other half of a witch. palismen are born with their witches at palistrom trees--pregnant witches seek out a palistrom tree thats calling to baby and give birth there, and when the witch-baby is born a part of the palistrom tree will break off (usually leaves, twigs, branches, in the past berries + flowers) and become their palisman. palismen can change form up until a witch settles (typically upon joining a coven at 18), and until they settle have no set range--witch and palisman can go as far from each other as they want.

anyways with THAT out of the way, for all intents and purposes golden guards, seeing as they're all grimwalkers of a human, work on the human-side of things. but hunter and fidelity/flapjack (will be using flapjack for clarity's sake going forwards) use witch and palisman respectively since that's the world they grew up in lol.

all living creatures have some sort of connection to dust. for humans this is daemons, for witch palismen, demons have a variety of ways (some have flowers, some are connected to specific places, ex. hooty to the owl house, etc). so, every single living thing is in some way connected to the world around it. this includes hunter!

so, for most of the grimwalkers, they were made of caleb's bones. so, they were pulled out of the ground, and when they were their daemons formed--since grimwalkers Grow underground for a while their dust has the time to build up into their daemon. but see. belos might have made a little mistake in how often he murdered grimwalkers cause come hunter's time and he might. just a little bit. be out of caleb bones. whoopsie! but, you know, he does have some of caleb's daemon's dust, left. that's the same as bone, right?

and thus we get hunter and flapjack. flapjack is the grimwalker--her ortet was the dust of fidelity, caleb's daemon, and so she's dragged out of the ground as a wolfhound, the same form fidelity settled as. flapjack is entirely flesh and blood and has no ability to change. she is, technically, the witch.

but hunter.

needless to say belos was not expecting a weird little witch-baby, that's for certain!

now of course flapjack and hunter do Not know any of this at the start lol, and there's a bit more to it than this (hunter doesnt know he can change form! hmm, i wonder why....), but i need to keep some of my secrets.

as for azura! its not entirely worked out yet (i did just come up with the idea like, a few days ago so ive got some stuff to add in the edits), but the general idea of it is that when luz's dad was dying he very much left her the azura books on purpose. luz and mari have always very obviously stood out from their peers (its the neruodivergency) and as they approached 12 and still weren't settled, and as mari more often than not spoke for luz which is a HUGE no-no (daemons, after all, arent supposed to speak....)

yeah so camila + manny were terrified for her lol. thus azura! in my mind the azura books are very interested in taking the term witch--in my human world sort of the common word for what is medicalized as 'bond disorders,' ie, someone who doesnt settle by 12-13, someone who doesnt WANT to settle, a daemon who speaks when they should have grown out of this--and saying, hey, guys, uh, what the fuck?

so, azura is a witch! i imagine like witches of legend azura (in my eyes being the daemon's name, not that i know what the human would be named lol) wouldn't have a range, and would be various bird-forms. it explores ideas of teenagers not settling, and struggling to figure out who you are when 'who you are' is a thing you do not get to change, and people who do settle do so as daemon-forms that are ALSO medicalized (think, fish. which is the daemon luz's dad had! not sure what fish yet, but he had a fish :D)

basically: I Have A Lot Of Thoughts. Ha. Ha. hope you enjoyed them!

[hurrl]

Hhhhhh I'm curious on your take on Fester, do you mind writing some of him and Kalani but how they might meet for the first time?

They way I've been like, yeah they would be good friends 😊, yeah BUT NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT THEIR FIRST MEETING 😃 LIKE WHOOPSIE DOODLE THATS A BIG PART OF BECOMING FRIENDS

So I took the most massive creative liberty when it came to the setting 🧍‍♂️You'll see

"Do we have a single rider!?" The ride attendant called out the queue waiting for their Ferris Wheel.

Kalani, feeling awkward at the front of the line waved her hands out in front of her, "No, no, I can go on by myself!" It's alright.

"I've got you," In the time Kalani had spent sulking, another single rider came forward.

"Ma'am, it's a safety hazard, the seat will be uneven and you'll fall right out the side," The attendant said dully- that fact about the ride was actually pretty terrifying-, "Are there any single riders in line!?"

This was so embarrassing. Kalani went to the festival in hopes of meeting new people, maybe even making a few friends, but so far all her time had been spent alone. She should've known better, festivals and fairs are usually group activities, and trying to strike up a conversation with people already in a conversation would be rude. The Ferris Wheel was her last attempt to make her trip enjoyable, but even that was a bust.

"Alright, go ahead and take a seat," The stranger and Kalani were ushered into their seat as the attendant closed the lap bar, "keep your hands and feet inside your ride at all times, keep all phones and personal items tucked away, refrain from rocking your cart, and enjoy the ride,"

For a while there was silence, Kalani sat still, hands folded in her lap as the ride started and stopped, letting people come on and off. The stranger had his head up, tilted towards the sky.

"Your date left you or something?" The stranger was the first to speak.

"No, no, I came here alone! I wanted to go! And! Meet some people, but it didn't really work out,"

"Oh thanks," The stranger let out a bark-like laugh and quirked an eyebrow at her, "I don't count?"

"You count!" Kalani smiled sheepishly. Here she was complaining about having no friends when there was a friendship opportunity right in front of her- how could she let herself be so rude? "You totally count! My name's Kalani, it's nice to meet you! And you are?"

"Fester," He nodded, "I think I've seen you around town here 'n there, you're new, yeah?"

"Yes," She had moved a few months prior, it had been a rough transition from her hometown to here. Going from somewhere where everyone knew who she was to a place where no one did was definitely an adjustment, "So, did you come alone or did you leave your friends behind because you felt bad for me?"

"No, I was a genuine single rider. Don't know why I wanted to get on this anyway. This sucks! All the stop, go stop go-"

"Right? The movies make Ferris Wheels look enjoyable! You know, a sunset background, the ride goes uninterrupted, the two people riding actually know each other,"

"You sure did," He cradled the spot where Kalani had swatted, "I'm gonna bruise now," It took effort to replace his smile with a frown, "Owww, the pain, the agony,"

"We're gettin' to know each other," Fester pointed out.

"Look at us, halfway there," Kalani gave Fester's shoulder a playful little tap, the movement causing their cart to sway back and forth.

"No rocking the carts!" The attendant called through a megaphone- wow they were really passionate about the safety of riders.

"Sorry! Kalani called down, she went back to sitting with her hands folded in her lap, her face flushed from being called out, even though it had been an accident.

"...S'what you get for attacking me," Fester smiled smugly.

"I did not attack you!"

"Oh no I'm sorry! Here, do you want me to make it better? I'll make it go away," She kissed two of her fingers and gently- didn't want to rock the cart again- placed them on the 'wound', "Mwuah! There, feeling better?"

Fester took a moment to rotate his (uninjured) shoulder, he turned to her with wide eyes, "You did it, I'm cured!"

Kalani giggled and shook her head. This guy was funny, a little gruff, maybe she'd even describe him as scruffy? But that didn't mean he was unpleasant to talk to, it all kind of worked together. His sense of humor, his looks-

There was more stopping, going, and laughs and banter, but their ride came to an end.

"See ya' around, Lani," Fester waved before shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Bye!" She was getting ready to leave but, "Hey Fester, wait up!"

"Huh? Need something?"

"Would you mind giving me your phone number?" Kalani asked, quickly retrieving her phone from her purse and handing it to him. The whole point of coming to the festival was making friends, she wasn't going to let the one good conversation she had walk away, "I'd love to meet with you again sometime,"

"Yeah?" Fester took out his own phone, handing it to Kalani before giving her his own, "Okay, yeah, go ahead and put your number in there, too."

Kalani 🦢🩰

Fester 🦝

"Ballerina?" Fester asked, glancing at the contact name Kalani had given herself.

"Yeah!"

Fester smiled, "Me too,"

[theocseason4]

that scene between daphne and harper and the personal trainer where she showed her a picture of her kids and harper was like "oh thats a picture of her kids not the personal trainer" and she described the personal trainer having blonde hair and big blue eyes which aka is also her child. Mike was so brilliant for writing that scene, thats when i fell in love with daphne and not some like spineless stay at home mom who lets her husband cheat on her constantly

When she went “is it? Whoopsie!!!” 😭