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nina-scribbles · 1 day
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Finally done with this piece for my 🪐🛸Space Au🚀🌌 !!!
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+ some bonus closeups on details i really liked 💕
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maddy-ferguson · 10 months
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i don't like j0pper either but when people say joyce should've stayed with bob they always lose me because i have a hard time believing she even liked the man
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bones-for-sure · 1 year
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Firebird's Affect on Mal
Mal with bird-like traits/animalistic behaviour.
OKAY, so Mal is the Firebird, right? And I know that the Firebird was never actually a bird, but, and hear me out here. WHAT IF, Mal had bird-like tendencies or even just more animalistic traits. Just picture Mal preening and puffing out his chest when someone compliments him, or specifically his tracking. (subtly, but noticeable if you're looking at him). Alina gets sick once when they were kids, and Mal spends a whole day running back and forth from her room gathering blankets and pillows and food and water until Alina stops him (buried in a mound of the aforementioned blankets and pillows). Or Mal in the military being oddly aggressive and territorial because of the trauma from being bullied in the orphanage, and becoming weirdly testy and hostile towards people who approach his "area".
And of course, because I am, as always, ridden with a severe case of Malkolai brainrot, so: Mal wearing bits of colour and spending ages in front of a mirror "preening" his appearance (essentially dressing up pretty and dolling himself up) before going to meet Nikolai. Mal constantly seeking Nikolai's attention by hovering (or, as Zoya and Alina dubbed it, "fluttering") about the golden King. Mal making a cooing/trilling noise when he's content, discovered when he and Nikolai were laying in bed and Nikolai started running and hand through his hair at the base of his head, which led to a very shocked silence, embarrassed blushing, frantic denials, and a fair amount of teasing (and yes, Nikolai does take full advantage of this discovery and now his hand is almost always on the back of his pet tracker's neck, much to the pleasure embarrassment of Mal). Mal extending his territorial and protective behaviour to Nikolai almost as soon as he met him, much to both parties' confusion and Alina's delight.
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sjonni33 · 9 months
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wormie hehe // ko-fi
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vargaslovinghours · 2 years
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I don’t think that’s what all the self-help books meant
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doublekanble · 2 months
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omg omg i wish i was more comfortable with reading gore stuff because whenever you post i know im missing out on great fics 😭
BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN I CAN'T FAUN OVER IT
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NO its ok!! im glad you arent pushing yourself for some silly deer demon man and sillier writings! unfortunately the nature of coming up with ideas on my own also entails the problem of writing whatever batshit insane things i got in my head that day 😭
(also ty still! knowing you enjoy any of my work at all is enough of a compliment!!)
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asmo-cosmetics · 9 months
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mammon??? mammon obey me???
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@allvalley100
Prompt: Chemistry
Pairing: Miguetri
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“Thanks for lending me these. Hard to take my own with the writing hand decommissioned.” Demetri fumbles to pull the chemistry notes from his backpack.
“Sure thing, man.” Miguel’s tone is nonchalant, but he takes the papers back a little too quickly.
“Although I couldn’t help but notice.” Demetri smirks. The color drains from Miguel’s face.
“Who was that handsome fellow you kept sketching in the margins? Because he looked an awful lot like me.”
“Shit.” Miguel looks away. “You saw that?”
“It’s okay.” Demetri pats Miguel’s shoulder, touch lingering. “If I had any artistic abilities whatsoever…I’d draw you too.”
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hollowhornets · 2 years
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its almost gay month you know what that means- 
drops this and runs
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081098 · 1 year
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am i really considering making a nozachiyo comic... god this is so embarrassing
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deaconsleatherpants · 2 years
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the way Monty refilled his punch cup to the absolute maximum possible without spilling 🥴
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coffeekoe · 2 years
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i think it’s really funny (and kinda sad LMAO) how literally a few months ago I couldn’t understand why anyone would want to step back from the bf fandom and stop looking a lot of bf content,, and now like only 2-3 months later I completely understand that view point and pretty much agree lol
every fandom sucks in its own way, and that’s very clear haha.
 I’ve learned that when a fandom is so small and centered around media with very dark themes the discourse that some people dig up is UHH ✨interesting✨
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dysaren · 4 months
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husband!gojo ✮| headcannons
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gojoxfem!reader
MDNI -> warnings: afab reader (but anyone can read yk), sfw&nsfw, arranged marriage, slight angst, comfort, pet names, flufflufffluff!, cunnilingus, gojo is pussy whipped, fingering, creamycreamycreamiest creampies, reader calls gojo daddy!, tummypushing
a/n: i had a dream abt this with some random guy and when i woke up i was so disappointed :(( LOL angwah heres some quick gojo headcannons bc i truly miss him and im so lonely.
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husband!gojo who you married per each family’s request, making your marriage an arranged one.
husband!gojo who hated the idea of being tied down.
husband!gojo who couldnt wait for the ceremony to end, however when he watched you walk down the aisle, looking so innocent, he felt a tug at his heartstrings.
husband!gojo who didnt know what to do when on your honeymoon. he didnt know whether or not to interact with you or to keep his distance like he promised himself. he decides for the latter.
husband!gojo who enjoys coming to work everyday after his honeymoon because his cute little wife always delivers his lunch to him despite not asking you to.
husband!gojo who starts to soften even more when he sees that you wait for him to come home from work. youre usually sleeping on the couch. he gently scoops you up in his arms and takes you to bed.
husband!gojo who sees that you start getting tired of the routine after a while. making his lunches, waiting for him to come home late. you stop delivering his lunches personally, opting to just give it to him before he leaves in the morning. he doesnt see you when he comes home either.
husband!gojo who makes sure to wash up before slipping into bed with you, wrapping his arms around you . he missed you.
husband!gojo who feels you wake the next morning, obviously confused to see his arms around you. he sighs before bringing you closer to his chest.
husband!gojo who whispers apologies and sweet nothings in your ear as you settle yourself into him with suspicion.
he strokes your head as he says. “im sorry. i know you didnt want this marriage either. im sorry that youve been doing all this alone. i promise ill be here for you. just tell me what you need and i will do everything to help you. youve changed me y/n.”
you look at him, with creased eyebrows, obviously still not trusting him fully.
“ill give you time.” husband!gojo sighs as he lets go of you to get ready for work. you still make him lunch that day.
husband!gojo who comes home and doesnt see you on the couch. he understands that he needs to wait for your response but there is a small part of him that is wondering whether or not you have left.
husband!gojo who sighs in relief when he opens the door to your shared bedroom, seeing you all dolled up in a pretty pj set, sitting comfy on the bed.
husband!gojo who smiles when he sees your face brighten in delight. you walk up to him.
husband!gojo who is surprised when you wrap your arms around him and kiss him with your soft lips. he groans into the kiss, regretting the fact the he never kissed you after the wedding.
husband!gojo who melts to your touch as your bring him to the bed. you remove his jacket and tie as your straddle him, kissing him more harshly.
husband!gojo who makes sure youre okay with with what’s going to happen next. he kisses you again when you say yes.
husband!gojo who takes his sweet time with you. stripping you from your garments,leaving you bare infront of him. he sinks his long fingers into your sopping cunt, your head lolling back in pleasure.
husband!gojo who’s eyes roll back when he finally tastes you. youre addcitive. he laps up your juices, swirling his tongue on your clit. you cum twice on your husband’s tongue, his hands holding your legs apart so they wont close. his fingers continues to scissor you until youre screaming.
husband!gojo who fucks you in missionary position, making sure to watch your face as your react to the pleasure hes giving you.
husband!gojo who cums inside of you only to turn that cum into a creamy mess around your pussy as he pounds into you some more. he can feel his creampie dripping out of you and down his balls.
husband!gojo who enjoys how loud youve become. moaning obscenities and calling him daddy. he wants to fuck you till your dumb!
“fuck princess, youre so fucking messy. fuc—nghh..” he tries to speak but your pussy is squeezing him too well he can barely get words out.
“please daddy!! i need—aghh.. i need you! dont stopp—ahh…” you groan as you have your fourth orgasm of night.
husband!gojo who watches hearts form in your eyes when he cums inside of you for the final time. you can feel his warmth trickling into your womb.
husband!gojo who pulls out and watches his loads flood out of you. he presses on your stomach, watching as more cum gushes out of you.
husband!gojo who brings a warm towel to wipe up the cream around your sex. you moan as he does so, still recovering from all of your orgasms.
husband!gojo who wraps you up into his arms once again, praising you for how well you did.
“you did so good love..” he says stroking your back.
husband!gojo who reminds you that he has fallen in love with you and will do anything and everything in his power to make sure that you are comfortable in this marriage with him.
husband!gojo who knows the two of you will be okay when you peck him on the lips and tell him that you love him.
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jade-curtiss · 10 months
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Ngl I think it's so funny when people assume post op trans men are subpar of exclusively bottoms, i mean if the advancement of science were that great (the awkward part is...technically they could be...and are...sometimes but it's an extremely experimental thing but yea, it's technically possible to get taller but i wouldn't advice unless you really want it that bad (I could have had access to that kind of shit, but...a tes risques et périls, comme j'connais quelqu'un qui a tenté le coup pis...erm. ouin. Ça marche, mais comme t'as pu trop envie de marcher pour une secousse après (no joke, mais ça coute cher en criss pis c'pas moé qui réfère) , so yea...i do kinda thrive from being reduced to some "can't do anything bottom", because...it's always so validating when people assume people can't do things they can, ugh.
#the only thing is i hate it when the person i top is way taller and got no flexibility otherwise...#but some people ask#way#too#much#given their sature and the fact I'm rather small (in height 😠) and that's what it is#and will my fucking keyboard stop going back to Cyrillic and Gregorian it's fucking annoying here#enough with the earthbound spy alphabets (ngl i have no idea how the gregorian alphabet still exist other than for aesthetics)#i wish i was laying conspiracies but i know someone rather whole who went that town and hm#they off at the gym leaving me alone every single time anything important happens 😔#but yea im not telling anyone anything revolutionary#anyone who studied enough know what it could be refered#but also know#ok cool but the nail feeling in hour bones until you stop treatments?#and no i never touched that but witnessed the glories of good dispensaries on the black market and ngl it works but shit is so expensiiiive#and i dunno the level of control given how cutely homemade the stuff came in#no enabling here anyone feeling bad would feel worse for quiiiiiiite a while if they knew for something that requires a loan for most peopl#the lowest i've seen from my sources was around 19k (it was in another currency but translated yea around 19 not for the whole thing)#just around 200ml but you'll need it rather often so#imagine around 80k for just being taller of like...2-3 inches at most#stupid really#but what i bought worked with less side effect and a way more pleasant odor than the regular so i respect
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mossy-rock-in-a-field · 4 months
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Several weeks ago, my retirement-age mother requested that I play Baldur’s Gate 3 for her because she has trouble with controllers/keyboards and wanted “to see what all the fuss is about with that cute wizard boy.” For context, my mother and I have done this sort of thing in the past with certain RPGs (dragon age, mass effect, etc.), but it’s been a few years since she’s personally requested a game like this. Basically, I control her Tav but let her make all the choices so she can determine how the story plays out without worrying about mechanics. She treats it like a choose-your-own-adventure book.
Anyway, here is a list of some of the things my mother has said and/or chosen to do throughout the course of BG3 in no particular order:
She is (obviously) romancing Gale. She is quite smitten with him and his passion for books and learning; she also thinks he’s polite and qualifies as “relationship material.” She also REALLY likes the things he’s said about his cat so far (my mom is a cat lady), so I know she’s gonna flip shit when we meet Tara in Act III.
She’s playing a normal druid Tav with a generally good alignment. Her favorite spell is Spike Growth because she thinks it’s hilarious whenever enemies walk into the AOE and die. I usually end up having to cast it at least once per battle per her request. Sometimes twice.
Contrary to her alignment, my mother tasks me with robbing every single chest, crate, barrel, and burlap sack we come across; this also includes people and their pockets. The party is always at max carrying capacity. ALWAYS. She doesn’t like selling things because “what if I need them.” The camp stash is in literal shambles. There is no hope of organizing it. She’s got like fifty seven sets of rags and a billion pieces of random silverware.
She MUST talk to every animal and corpse in the game. I think five hours of her total playtime so far (47ish) has been spent speaking to animals as many times as humanly possible. Like, I was thorough in my own playthroughs, but this is on a whole other level.
She did NOT get Volo’s lobotomy, but she did let Auntie Ethel take her eye in hopes of a cure for the tadpole. I did not understand the logic then. I still do not understand it now.
She is far more interested in fashion than equipment stats. Do you have any idea how much gold I’ve had to spend on dyes just to make things match? SO much. Same vibe as that “please someone help me balance my finances my family is starving” tweet but instead of candles it’s thirty thousand fucking bottles of black and furnace red dye.
We broke the prisoners out of Moonrise, but they got on the boat too early and bugged the fight by leaving Astarion and Karlach behind. Wulbren Bongle somehow got stuck in combat mode even after engaging the cutscene on the docks below Last Light; he he kept trying to run ALL THE WAY BACK TO MOONRISE nine fucking meters at a time while I frantically tried to finish the fight with the Warden, otherwise Wulbren would have run straight into the shadow curse. (I would’ve let him go; fuck Wulbren Bongle, all my homies hate Wulbren Bongle. But my mom didn’t know that, and she wanted to keep him safe. So.)
She had me reload a save like eighteen times to save the giant eagles on top of Rosymorn Monastery. Wouldn’t even let me do non-lethal damage just to get past things. I think getting that warhammer for the dawnmaster puzzle took us like an hour and a half alone. (Yes, I know you can use any warhammer, but SHE didn’t.)
She’s started keeping an irl notebook to keep track of her quests between play sessions. She writes down ideas and strategies when she thinks of them during the week, then brings them to her next game session at my house. I think she wrote about three pages on possible approaches to the goblin fortress alone.
She insists that I pet Scratch and the owlbear cub before every single long rest, no exceptions. Sometimes I have to do it multiple times until she is absolutely sure that the animals know exactly how much she loves and cherishes them. She has also commissioned a crocheted owlbear plush from a friend of hers and is very excited.
I’m sure there’s a bunch of stuff I’m forgetting, but those are some fun things I thought of. She’s enjoying the game and is telling all of her retired friends to get it and play it for themselves. She asked me “what is Discord” yesterday and I think my life flashed before my eyes.
anyway shout out to my mom for being neat
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angelltheninth · 3 months
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Alastor Chases Away a Demon Hitting on You
Pairing: Alastor x Fem!Reader
Tags: fluff, protectiveness, flirting, meet cute, scary gentleman Alastor, Reader is new to Hell
A/N: You have no idea how long I've waited for Hazbin Hotel. Well okay you do, as long as everyone I just wanted to be dramatic.
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How many demons had hit on you up until now? You were aware you couldn't kill them but you could try. Especially this very persistent one. "Why not give me a chance baby? It'll be the best dick you've ever had."
"Not from where I'm looking." You mumbled under your breath.
"Huh? What'd you say to me?" He leaned closer, walking you up to the bar. Ugh, you really didn't want to deal with this, you were here to dance.
"Excuse me sir." The demon in front of you paled at the staticy voice. You both looked at the suit clad demon standing behind him. He had a huge grin on his face, his cane tapping on the floor along with the music. "Is there something you need from my dance partner?"
"Your- oh. Oh shit. I didn't-" The demon gulped when Alastor tilted his head. "I'll leave her alone."
As you watched him leave you turned back to the tall demon in front of you. "Are you alright missy?"
"Uh, yeah. You didn't need to do that. I would have punched him in the dick he's so proud off." Alastor chuckled. "But thank you. No one's been nice to me since I came down here."
"Nice? Oh you'll find no one nice down here. Except hm, perhaps my partner Charlie. Business partner to be clear. Oh, my how rude of me I forgot to introduce myself." He took your hand and pushed it up to his lips, "Alastor, the Radio Demon."
Radio? That explains the static effect on his voice.
"Alastor. Well thank you again Alastor."
"Don't mention it darling. Would you be interested in a dance perhaps. The crowd here is so dull, they could use some real dancing. Besides if you didn't that would make me look like a liar." His eyes widened, briefly flashing red.
"That's kinda hot." You watched Alastor tap his cane on the floor again. "Sorry. Intrusive thoughts. Uhm, yes. I would love a dance the Radio Demon." Maybe he didn't take compliments well? You'd have to keep them to yourself then.
"Wonderful! I promise you won't be disappointed with me darling." His voice dropped to a growly whisper as he pulled you to the dance floor. "I do hope you have the stamina to keep up with me." You gulped. He meant dancing. Right? Surely just dancing.
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