#tea man tag

[wyrmthrice]

I drew a whole buttload of ocs (and some not ocs) for a new desktop bg for me :3

[goosologist]

(How weird! To be noticed, and known!)

[cyber333angel]

CLARK KENT X SWEETHEART!READER <33

a/n : this is pure smut yap as usual, clarks kind of submissive in this, a dash of dubcon but not really.. that’s all 😋

it started off slow, a nice dinner at your place with a movie that clark had so kindly recommended himself, then some kisses on the sofa with the TV still playing.

next thing you know your panties are pulled to the side and clarks on top of you with his muscular arms holding him above you, hesitantly but needlessly kissing at your plush lips. you moan into the kiss as you feel his bulge pressing against your cunt just waiting to be released from the fabric. you giggle when his glasses press at your forehead, his weary face apologizing when he realizes how clumsy and impatient he’s acting. “sorry- i guess im a little nervous..” you smile softly to assure him it was a silly accident, pulling clark even closer when he places his glasses on the coffee table. “its okay, i was nervous before you came here too..” and that’s all it took to ease him down in front of the girl he really liked, “really?” he asked for more reassurance and you were more then welcome to assure him again. “yes of course! clark i really like you..”

somehow in between that small but meaningful conversation something changed with you and clark, he seemed more sure of himself and even more sure on how to please you.

now you were in his lap wailing as you rode on top, holding onto clarks neck for balance and assurance. he was just so deep into you and hearing his faint pants and whimpers only made you even more wet, you get up from the crater of his neck to look at him more closely and he is a wreck. even more than you. the look on his face made you involuntarily whine, he looked so cute and overwhelmed from all your bouncing and grinding on him. with his bushy brows all furrowed and the most docile eyes, just waiting to cum and your tight cunt squeezing around him wasn’t helping. “please keep going-just a little more please..” his breath hitches out and you were more than willing to comply, going back to bucking your hips onto his dick with pleads similar to his and failing to keep your lips off his. feeling the tip of his cock reach too deep into you and touch your cervix, your back arches and you hiss at the stretch, “shit..” you hear as a whisper from the man im front of you, large hands clasping onto the globes of your ass even harsher. “s’too big-just wait clark..”

“i know nd im s-sorry, just feels so good..” and there’s no way you could have sensed that complete disregard of your pleads over his face of submission, a gasp being pulled from you when clarks suddenly plowing into you. his strong arms holding your waist down as he pushes you completely on his dick, up and down as you take all of his veiny length.

you can’t even make up a complete sentence with the pace he’s going at, showing out his unforgiving strength with each thrust. your mind starts going dumb and all you feel is full and, “so’good..” you whimper out. nails scratching and digging into the flesh of clarks back as he babbles on right back to you. “need y-you so bad..” and “taking me so good angel..” the absolute mess that was created between the two of your legs didn’t go unnoticed, the echoing of skin slapping against each other overshadowed the volume of the TV, only moans and squelchs of your mixed pleasure.

not long after you feel a quiver in your stomach along with a fullness in your tummy, picking up your head from clarks chest to look down at him, holding his face in your hands. “think m’gonna c-cum..” you tell him, his pace slowing down but still just as rough. “yeah? please cum for me, need to feel it..” you place your hands on his shoulders as clark grinds you down on his lap with ease, both of you panting as reach your release and cum. your legs shaking when you feel the ropes of cum shoot into your pulsing hole and your sensitive clit rub against clarks abdomen. you would have never guessed the cute clumsy nerd with glasses at work would fuck you like this but you did know you would never find someone like him.

and when the two of you were done, sleeping in each others arms you couldn’t stop wondering.. with his glasses off and his hair all sweaty, your boyfriend kinda looks like that superman guy you keep seeing on TV.

[egophiliac]

innocently logging in to look at the Twst schedule for May like

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Chu Wanning, kit-tea man. (Part 2)

(for @onionlings)

[iamespecter]

I can imagine human Caine being a hot chocolate person

While pauline being a coffee person

honestly I can see it, but you're missing some people out of the equation so I added them for you 😊😊

[fantasticgothicpeachsludge]

You're playing Jedi Survivor I’m playing the Cal Kestis Dress-Up game. We are NOT the same.

[top-secret-replier]

For my thousandth post I present to you

The gay 50p

[royalarchivist]

Jaiden: Cucurucho, you have a lot of power, right?

Cucurucho: ...I don't know. Maybe.

Roier: Ah... Yes, you know, don't act like a dumbass, you have it. You have it, man. Eh?

Jaiden: Is there a way for us to protect all the Eggs? Do you know? I don't want anything to happen to the Eggs that happened to Bobby.

Cucurucho: Ha ha ha

Roier: WHAT? [Smacks Cucurucho]

Jaiden: [Bops him] Headpats.

Cucurucho: Maybe.

Jaiden: [Continues to bop him] Headpats. C'mon, I can get it out of you! Headpats! Chin scratches! Belly rubs!

Roier: [Joins Jaiden in bopping Cucurucho, chuckling and laughs]

Jaiden: Yeah? He's comin' around!

[Jaiden and Roier both laugh]

[whamss]

"Making Rosemary tea drinking lesbians is bad" says Internet User, but not because it strips them of their characterization and turns them into carbon copies of each other, destined to sit in the background while other characters (men) have character arcs around them, but because they aren't Silly Enough. No no, we don't need to flesh them out, we just need to turn them from Wise Lesbian Couple to Comedic Relief. This will fix everything wrong with fandom depictions of them. *Wipes sweat from forehead* Woo! Being a feminist is so tough!

[rainbowpufflez]

Team RR but it’s their mugs 🤯

[wyrmthrice]

oh? whats he brewing up?

[moeblob]

Sorry I forgot Hanneman suggested Byleth undress after they show up with a different hair color. And I miss Hanneman. And also while swapping between Houses and Hopes and seeing Hanneman pop up to help in a Hopes paralogue is just devastating since he doesn't ever actually join you at all and I am denied my old man rights.

So I had to draw this. Thank you for understanding.

[hauntingofhouses]

(concept art of young taigen - source ; art credit: @abigaillarson)

i cannot get over this concept art of young taigen. god.

just look at this angry bratty boy, too many feelings that he doesnt know what to do with! an abused 9 year old kid in poverty always playing with sticks in the dirt, obsessed with greatness and dreaming to escape his decrepit village—and he does!

he does escape. he runs away. this angry little boy, all claws and teeth and biting words uttered with a lisp, going on the run into a world he's never seen before until he makes his way to kyoto. and knowing him he probably forced his way in to be accepted by the dojo, growling and kicking even as he's thrown out, back into the streets, too stubborn to take no for an answer and never knowing when to give up.

taigen calls mizu a dog, weak, an orphan, a scrawny street urchin. but i can't help but think that he feels so bold to use those words because he had them spat at him too.

because taigen had the idea of "this is how the world is" beat into him from birth. he learned quickly that if you couldn't beat the world you could join it. but that meant losing your way, your values, your principles. and isn't that what true honour is? not just titles and status and glory?

we don't get to see what taigen, as a child surrounded by peers encouraging and goading him on, would've actually done if that meteor hadn't fallen right in front of them at that very moment. would he have really tried to throw that stone on mizu, killing her? we don't know.

but we do see what taigen (his true self, with no one around) does, when presented with the same opportunity. when mizu passes out in front of him, unconscious and near death, vulnerable, the path to restoring his honour lays itself out for him on a silver platter. and he wants to take it, wants to kill mizu, to claim what is his and return to kyoto and get back everything he'd worked tooth and nail for. he feels like it's what he should do. but he doesn't.

and later, again he is presented with the chance to betray mizu, likely offered by heiji shindo to get his rank reinstated within the shindo dojo. and again, taigen doesn't take it. he refuses. "stupidly loyal," fowler calls him later. loyal, like a dog.

because now, pulled away from the sneering looks and jeering words of people around him, telling him that this is what the world is, taigen had met ringo and mizu, two outcasts who refuse to follow a predetermined path to greatness. and so inside something blooms in him. something like hope. a chance to live in a world that doesn't kick you down every chance it gets, to live in a world where genuine kindness and and love and friendship and even weakness is possible, allowed to simply exist without fear.

because he'd been running away from the very idea of it the whole time. when he ran from kohama, he never looked back, never wanted to remember what it was like to be a child, afraid and hungry and angry and hurting, without the words to make sense of it, desperately wishing for something. something more. he doesn't know what. but he hears stories of great swordsmen and decides, yes, this must be it. this is what i want: glory, greatness. the twisted seed gets planted and thrives in this barren land.

and when he returns to kohama with mizu and ringo, he at last is forced to stop running. he must face the child within him again, and he tells that child to put down the stones in his hand, tells him to stop barking at anything that moves or looks at him wrong.

the child drops the stone, and taigen buys dumplings instead, gives them to mizu. the child within him, wide-eyed at the prospect of friendship, moves him to pick up a hammer and toss it to mizu. he's smiling inside even as he does it; giggling like a kid hiding a silly prank. as soon as mizu drops the hammer after him, he leaps at her, tackling her to the ground and they wrestle and laugh unbridled like two children playing while the adults aren't around to barge in and yell at them.

and then his gaze catches on mizu's lips, he stares into mizu's eyes, a sparkling blue, inviting like the open sea in good weather.

it's a man's desire that takes hold then, the child in him sinking away again, and he curses himself for it, because it ruins the moment.

everything goes to shit from there, and then it's back to being a man, back to putting on his grown-up's armour to play hero.

it fails. the shogun dies. fowler's beatings reopen all the wounds left by heiji shindo's torture. "honour is meaningless," mizu tells him. "nothing comes from being a samurai but death."

the words follow him, and he follows the words.

as everything burns down, he runs, leaving the fire behind him, and sees akemi, as well as the verdure of spring behind her, calling him. he does not hesitate then to hold his hand out to her, inviting her to come with him. "i don't want to be great," he says. "i just want to be happy."

what is happiness to him? perhaps he doesn't know it yet, or perhaps he does. but really, i believe happiness is what the child in him always wanted but never received. happiness is a home.

[mykocalico]

funny dragon art again 👍 something abt these guys (the complexity??? idk) makes it SO painful for me to draw them so i tried a kind of chibi style idk. it was pretty fun tho, i might try doing coms like this on fr sometime soon (because i need fake money to spend on my fake dragons, you know. as you do.)

[flambo19]

Archon Slumber Party