Tumgik
#Cant change my mind
brenshor · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
the halo whenever beatrice is near them
1K notes · View notes
industrations · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
This is my only wolfstar fancast
176 notes · View notes
photofi · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
[Herobrine = a responsible adult with 10 kids (students)]
So, let me put out, Domestic possessed red, what wouldve happened if this continued Less domestic possessed red
Tumblr media
555 notes · View notes
wannaeatramyeon · 1 year
Note
Pls more jake x fem reader w tension 😏
Thanks for the ask! I attempted to write something twice before actually realising you're not asking for angst lol. Have some sorta tension 😁
Jake Kim x Reader: Cuddling... to a bit more hc
Tumblr media
Nothing Jake likes more after a long day than being held in your arms
It's during these moments that he is ever quiet. He's always commanding the crew, or just chatting shit that even he enjoys the peace
You lie next to each other in bed, your bodies are completely intertwined. It's his safe space. His head is tucked into your neck, eyes are closed, and he completely relaxes just breathing in the scent of you
When he finally unwinds, becoming just 'Jake Kim' instead of 'Jake Kim: Big Deal Boss', he looks at you and gives you his trademark grin and wink
You're a sucker for him, the cheesiness never fails to make you melt
(Being this close, your eyes are always drawn to his scars. Even though you don't love the way he got them, you do love how they make him look sexier and dangerous. You know Jake, and his reputation, but he's so soft for you that you can only see him as a sweetheart)
He then gives you the softest, most tender kiss. It's a sign that most of the tension from the day has lifted, or at least he's ready to focus the rest of the day on you and him
Neither of you can leave it just there though. Your lips part, and his tongue chases yours
The kiss evolves into a make out session, and you always draw the hottest sighs from this man. He purrs like a kitten
His hands start to wander. You can feel every hard-earned callous and it only endears him more to you
Jake knows your body better than you do. He finds exactly the right spots to stroke and palm and run his fingers along that changes the mood of your session from loving and comforting to needy and wanting
Not one to unnecessarily rush, he returns to nuzzle your neck, now finding the sensitive spot beneath your ear and kisses and suckles
Murmurs sweet nothings and praise. You can never tire of him telling you how beautiful you are, how perfect for him, how thankful he is for you, how much you turn him on
(From your first time together you know this man can do no wrong in bed. Even with cuddling and kissing, he is unbelievably attentive to you and your reactions)
The mood turns more sexual as he rolls you on top of him
He trusts you explicitly and happily relinquishes control. Besides, it's nice to have someone else take the lead for once
More than that though, he loves the view - seeing the way your face glows, how the light frames you and makes you look like an angel
Jake adores the intimacy and intensity of eye contact. In this position, there's nowhere else to look but at each other. It feels like he can see into your soul and you into his
Feeling the weight and heat of you as you straddle him is a massive turn on too
The movement and rhythm of his hips drive you both crazy. His growing excitement is easy to tell. He can't hold back the groans and grunts as you grind against him
When it all gets too much, he sits up and begins undressing you, kissing each new part of you he unveils
Here, when you are both bare, he always takes a moment to slow down and hold you against him, chest to chest. It feels like your hearts are beating as one
Where the rest of the night takes you depends on both your moods:
Jake can be unbelievably loving and gentle as he slowly takes you apart
Or you can continue to take control, if you want
Or his rough and dominant side comes out. He's more heavy handed but it's still Jake. He takes care of you and your pleasure comes first
Either way, he plans to spend all his nights with you and wants to explore it all with you too
294 notes · View notes
ninas-tearsofrain · 2 months
Text
red rocks was the best thing to ever happen to this fandom
45 notes · View notes
calxia · 8 months
Text
One time someone accidentally left an A4 piece of paper on the floor in the ghoul dorms.
For the next week, there is always at least one ghoul sat on it at any given time.
Copia has to pick it up because Dew decided to attack Phantom while he was sitting on it and Phantom ended up having to have an impromptu trip to the infirmary.
72 notes · View notes
timetorace · 6 months
Text
Can’t convince me this is not how it unfold 😌
Tumblr media
49 notes · View notes
llightmyllovee · 7 months
Text
This has been bouncing around my head today but like-
Josh=spring
Jake=fall
Sammy=summer
Danny=winter
54 notes · View notes
Video
youtube
 really wish i could’ve finished it, but maybe I can someday!! :D
209 notes · View notes
steflionheart · 7 months
Text
"General? What are yo—mph..."
These were the only words the Scribe was able to utter before he got interrupted in a rather sudden and, as some would probably say, very inappropriate way.
Alhaitham had been quietly reading one of the many reports about their missions from earlier that day when the door to the guest room he was staying in had burst open. As soon as none other than General Mahamatra Cyno had stepped inside, he’d closed it again behind him with just as much force. And before Alhaitham had the chance to even assess the situation, the shorter man had crossed the room with long and determined strides towards him.
Cyno had only stopped right in front of the Scribe, eyes practically glowing with fury and… something else.
Something red-hot.
Something akin to a brightly burning fire.
Passion.
That was the only thing Alhaitham could think of in the short moment before one of Cyno’s hands grabbed him by the collar and yanked him forward.
He needed a moment longer to process what exactly was going on as he released the reports and the pages went fluttering to the floor.
Considering everything that had already happened that day, it shouldn’t surprise Alhaitham much but it was certainly an outcome he hadn’t foreseen. Not even in his wildest predictions would he have thought of such a situation.
And the longer it went on, the more ridiculous it became, seeing it from a logical perspective. But that aside, he was only slightly perplexed by the fact that he wasn’t opposed to it.
Not in the slightest.
On the contrary.
He even deemed it… greatly pleasant.
The feeling of soft, plush lips pressing against his own suddenly felt so completely new and overwhelming that all he could do was tense and watch the General’s face intently. His eyes were clenched shut, his nose crinkled in a most adorable manner, and his hair was charmingly tousled. Just then, Alhaitham realized that Cyno wasn’t wearing his headpiece.
The more time passed, the more Alhaitham relaxed, muscles slowly loosening as his hands hovered awkwardly mid-air. He’d lifted them earlier in defense but seeing that it was completely unnecessary, he didn’t know anymore what to do with them. So he did the only thing that seemed the right one to do at that moment.
Deliberately slow, he moved them towards Cyno’s body, one settling on the small of the General’s back and the other cupping his face. Alhaitham tilted his head just a bit until their lips slotted together, like perfectly fitting puzzle pieces, and they naturally deepened the kiss.
Cyno tensed for a brief moment but soon enough relaxed until he eventually stepped even closer. He let go of Alhaitham’s collar, instead gently placing his hand flat against the Scribe’s chest.
An almost overwhelming, tingling sensation spread from there into every fiber of Alhaitham’s body. He wondered what might have caused this, considering that no one else’s touch had ever provoked such a strong reaction. But before he could dwell on it for too long, Cyno shifted slightly as he started to back away. Instinctively, Alhaitham’s grip tightened around the General’s back as he tried to keep him from retreating.
Defying all logic, he simply didn’t want this to end yet. But Cyno broke their kiss as he pulled back a fraction before leaning back in, forehead pressing against Alhaitham’s.
Cyno sighed, his warm breath softly fanning against Alhaitham’s lips as the General spoke up, his voice deep and slightly hoarse.
“You’re insufferable…”
His words were merely above a whisper, yet easily intelligible as Alhaitham blinked a few times in confusion. He looked up at Cyno, trying to get behind what he’d meant, trying to read anything in his beautiful ruby eyes but they were still closed.
Seeing that he wouldn’t come to any conclusion with the little facts he had, Alhaitham decided to simply ask.
“Gener—” he interrupted himself, deeming honorifics as unnecessary in consideration of their current situation. “Cyno… What’s the meaning of this?”
A few moments passed in which neither Cyno nor Alhaitham said a word; they simply reveled in their shared closeness, in the comforting silence between them. One could think that it must feel awkward for both, uncomfortable even, but Alhaitham actually thought it was quite soothing.
“I was so mad at you,” Cyno stated. “You were so cocky, almost arrogant even… It was infuriating!”
Cyno clenched his right hand and punched it against where it had been resting flat against Alhaitham’s chest with less force than one would have expected; it was merely a gentle bump.
Alhaitham was still utterly confused as to how what Cyno had felt that day would have led to their current situation.
“And that made you want to kiss me?” the Scribe asked.
Cyno jerked back, eyes once again ablaze with the same fervor from when he’d barged into the room. He walked a few steps back.
“Yes! …No— ugh! I don’t know…”
Cyno’s gaze softened right before he let his head hang low, body visibly slumping at his last words.
Alhaitham knitted his eyebrows, the gears in his head turning in an attempt to make sense of everything.
“So, my behavior today riled you up, right?”
A sigh.
“Yes.”
“And you felt agitated— enraged even?”
“Yes.”
“Then your thoughts and emotions were in disarray and boiled over, confusing you, so that your instincts took over,” Alhaitham stated, matter-of-factly.
Cyno, who was now looking at Alhaitham again, crossed his arms over his chest and simply nodded this time.
“Hm, I just still don’t understand how that would make you want to kiss me…?” Alhaitham mused. “Wouldn’t it rather lead to you wanting to punch me?”
“Sometimes, the line between punching and kissing is very thin,” Cyno mumbled, visibly annoyed, before stating much louder. “I’ve felt the ridiculous need to do this ever since our first encounter a few days ago alr—”
Cyno cut himself off, realizing what he’d just said as his cheeks flushed an adorable shade of red. He scowled, lips almost on the verge of a pout as he turned his head to the side. It was probably an attempt to hide his blush.
‘Cute’
This thought, accompanied by the sudden need to repeat their kiss from a few moments ago, crossed the Scribe’s mind before he could even grasp the situation.
“Ah,” he said instead, eyes never leaving Cyno’s as he slowly got up from the sofa he was still sitting on and took the few steps Cyno had backed away earlier.
“So, these emotions, this… urge to kiss me had been weighing on you ever since our first fight?”
Cyno’s head snapped back to the Scribe. His gaze was fierce, ruby red eyes shining brilliantly in the dim candlelight of the room.
“Not necessarily. But the way you acted the days after it, surely caused the line to blur between wanting to punch or kiss you. And that was even more infuriating.”
Alhaitham kept silent as his gaze roamed over Cyno’s face and body. He was simply standing there, facing him head-on, with arms crossed over his chest, and that endearing, almost pouty expression. A warm feeling spread from the center of Alhaitham’s chest through his whole body at that sight.
The Scribe took yet another step closer, dismissing all logic as he simply gave into the feeling that drove him to his next actions.
“Then I’m glad kissing won over punching,” he muttered before closing the last distance between them and capturing Cyno’s lips in a gentle, passionate kiss.
30 notes · View notes
Text
I'm really bad at editing stuff, but you know that trend where this girl is like "show me 2 clips that give of the same energy"?
Yeah, so Adam "dying" for the first time in Saw and Billy "dying" for the first time in Scream definitely has the same energy.
16 notes · View notes
brenshor · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
She put her whole ass choochie into trying to bag that nun.
149 notes · View notes
badger-with-a-boa · 2 years
Text
World Octopus Day & National Lesbian Day on the same day, 10/8, was made for her
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
286 notes · View notes
devzik · 1 year
Text
Some of you don't value the smell of leather or books and it SHOWS.
Like I'm sorry girlies but he smells like a library on fire.
64 notes · View notes
sparrovv · 2 years
Text
Kenways.
Tumblr media
199 notes · View notes
salmonight · 8 months
Text
A mostly unrecognizable but nonetheless gorgeous Perona~
Tumblr media
I am absolutely obsessed with Circus themes so i got most of her pieces from those kinda settings mixing them a bit up into this gothic beauty.
Tumblr media
I swear finding the right skirt was a right nightmare so not to waste the fabulous outfits i managed to create...
Tumblr media
I will include them beside the lineart!
(And yes I ended up changing the expression cuz it looked off after coloring not to mention i just couldn't figure the damn lipstick for that damn mouthpiece!!)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
In the end I just mixed two of the skirts together cuz I was just so done hahha
So this happened on totally accident but it looked so fricking awesome I just had to show it off-
Tumblr media
25 notes · View notes