#okay but srs | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

fallowme · 2 months

Text

Someone probably pointed it out already, but I can't stop thinking about it. Chuuya was holding himself for so long...

Also soukoku was literally confirmed after this /j

#okay but srs #why do they kind of look alike #straight version of soukoku because asagiri is just afraid to make them kiss already #i bet chuuya was mad he couldn't shot him on the chest without killing him #soukoku #bungou stray dogs #dazai osamu #dazai bsd #chuuya nakahara #chuuya bsd #spoilers #bsd spoilers

68 notes · View notes

justc2world · 2 months

Text

This was the most precious moment of a father being extremely proud of his son

#just papa sainz telling his baby that all is going to be okay #carlos sainz jr #carlos sainz #carlos sainz sr #scuderia ferrari #f1 #formula 1 #australia gp 2024

4K notes · View notes

awientan · 1 month

Text

they think everythin a fuckign game

883 notes · View notes

outivv · 15 days

Text

FUCK I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT BOOTHILL WITH HIS LITTLE GIRL

Boothill who would always take her on little horseback rides to calm her down when nothing else worked. Bundling her up nicely, holding her with one arm, while holding his horse reins with the other, and going slow while taking calming paths that he knew were safe for his little girl to calm down.

Boothill who would always be caught slacking off, taking a little nap in the sun with his daughter and when one of his siblings or dads would find him, he’d just say “well, my little girl wanted to take a nap, so that’s what we did.” Always using the baby as an excuse.

Boothill who is a damn pro at handling babies. He had to a lot with his siblings, always seeming to see the house grow bigger, and always seeming to have one more mouth to feed when he was growing up, not that anyone minded, or that it was a problem, Boothill’s family was always welcoming. So, when finding his little girl out in the middle of nowhere, bawling her eyes out- Boothill immediately knew what to do, and how to take care of her properly.

Boothill who would always coo at his daughter when she got sleepy. He took her most places with him, especially hanging around the house with her- and she always got so sleepy from all the excitement of Boothill’s family who’s just as rowdy as he is. Playing with Boothill’s younger siblings, since she was just so little- and Boothill always kept such a close eye on her, making sure she was okay, but sometimes she’d just fall asleep sitting up.

Boothill who would play his daughter songs on his guitar, watching her little hands try and copy him by just hitting the thing, before he’d scoop her up into his arms and pepper kisses all over her face, saying how she’s a master musician already! Now he doesn’t pick up a guitar anymore. Only thinking of her little hands playing the instrument by hitting the strings, and he can’t listen to the harmonious chords the same anymore.

Boothill who now thinks of his daughter everywhere he goes. Sees her cute little face in every kid he sees, wishing she could grow up like them, and live a damn good life that he would give her.

Boothill who made a makeshift memorial for his daughter in the form of a locket he was gonna give her when she was older, but now Boothill carries it around with him in his pocket. It doesn’t have anything in it, but it’s the memory of why he has it in the first place that matters.

Boothill also has a small piece of fabric that he carries with him. It was from her blankie that was always with her, but now it’s all tattered and half burned off… so he keeps it nicely tucked away from anyone who may even think of touching it, and ruining it.

Boothill who will sometimes buy child toys, more just… because he wishes he would give it to his daughter. Instead he ends up giving it to some random kid, or returning it cause he feels bad.

Boothill who still sings lullabies that would put his daughter right to sleep when she was being fussy, or quite stubborn for a baby. He doesn’t really sleep, but when he wishes he could, wishes he could fall asleep in the sun one more time with his daughter on his chest, he sings, or hums one of her favorite lullabies to at least relax himself.

Boothill who misses his daughter’s laugh, her smile, her little waddles when she was barely learning to walk before she passed, and he even misses her cries. He just misses her.

#I am NOT OKAY #I am going to explode with papa Boothill ideas #HE MAKES ME SO SAD I LOVE HIM SO MUCH #my Boothill hyperfixation is going HARD rn omg #honkai boothill #honkai #honkai sr #honkai star rail boothill #boothill headcanons #boothill #boothill x reader #boothill x you #papa boothill #boothill x y/n

362 notes · View notes

2aceofspades · 3 months

Text

First kiss and we're both a little out of it...

...but I know you're still with me in there somewhere.

Based on and inspired by ✨this post!✨

(:

#emd fanart #sr exile au fanart #not my au #listen.#i had to. okay?#i hope i did this moment justice #i just couldn't stop thinking about it #had this in my drafts for a lil bit mayhaps..#will be drawing them more...perhaps :3 #teehee~#:)

630 notes · View notes

codecicle · 6 months

Text

hey btw people better have fucking faith in the qsmp storywriters and understand that this is a cliffhanger on purpose. Please.

#i make yet anothet post just for me 👍#qsmp #AND IF YOU DIDNT LIKE IT THATS OKAY!!!!!!! JUST TAG YOUR SLASH NEG #SLASH SRS. BTW.

440 notes · View notes

comradekatara · 4 months

Text

very sinister to me whenever i see posts that are like “it’s so cute/romantic how zuko is a dick to every member of the gaang except for [the one op happens to ship him with]!” first of all, the notion that “a troubled guy who is rude to everyone but you” is somehow a sweet romantic ideal is just eminently problematic. no one should want a boyfriend (or girlfriend, or partner of any kind) who is an asshole to all your friends and loved ones and everyone they’ve ever met, even if they’re the sweetest kindest cuddliest person when you’re alone. that’s just an obvious red flag. but also, it’s not even true?? zuko treats every member of the gaang like shit at some point during the latter half of book 3, even if he is also (somewhat) nice to them at other points. he yells at katara about “how unfair it is that she doesn’t trust him yet” (it’s not. it’s totally deserved), he brusquely dismisses toph’s feelings when she tries to open up to him about her childhood trauma, he basically mocks and belittles aang for clinging to the remnants of his culture that zuko’s direct forefathers literally wiped off the planet (which he does in multiple episodes, btw), he exploits sokka’s photographic memory for his own ends after interrupting his date to force him to recount one of the most traumatic days of his entire life like sokka is just there to be his genius butler or something, and he mostly just seems to pretend that suki doesn’t even exist. this also goes for every other character btw, including mai, ty lee, jin, song, jet, or whomever else you may ship him with. the only character zuko is consistently nice to is that kid lee from “zuko alone,” bc he’s healing his inner child or whatever. so romanticize the fact that zuko is inexplicably good with kids all you want, but when it comes to dating, i actually think zuko should take a vow of abstinence for at least the next decade or so.

#zuko #hot takes #okay….. listen……#I SWEAR I don’t hate zuko #it feels like all my posts abt him lately are just tearing into the poor guy ruthlessly #but I’m not a zuko hater!!!! that is my son actually #it just bothers me (a lot) how much ppl are willing to whitewash him for whatever personal agenda they may have #so it’s not that I don’t love zuko #it’s just that I don’t love zuko MORE than I love the other characters #the selective memory and defensiveness when it comes to zuko fans is just. astounding. like cmon now #also I do believe in volcel zuko like I am dead srs abt that #technically it’s more nuanced than that but like. that’s truly the gist of it #hashtag free mai hashtag let my girl live #etc etc

163 notes · View notes

studiowabisabi · 2 months

Text

HES OKAY!!!! STREBER IS ALIVE AND OKAY!!!!!!

#spooky month 6 spoilers #spooky month streber #spooky month spoilers #spooky month #sr pelo #skid and pump #MY BOY IS OKAY #YALL HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY I AM

91 notes · View notes

mochii-kattu · 21 days

Text

I drew SRS because this AU has me on a chokehold but I like it so it’s okay

I struggled so much on Sun’s weapon that I’m pretty sure that I spend more the time on it than the shading lol

AU belongs to @exo-dus404

Pls check it out, the AU is a restaurant with 3 Michelin stars I swear-

#fan art #rain world #rain world fan art #this AU has me on a goddamn chokehold #but I’m okay with it #rw au #project triple affirmation #rw srs #rw seven red suns #rw iterator

65 notes · View notes

onelastorm · 2 months

Text

We're so b- hATSUNE MIKU!?

( happy april fool's! this was made for my daily chūya acc on twitter )

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara #nakahara chuuya #chuuya fanart #chuuya #bsd fanart #april fool's day #its still april 1st here so it still counts okay #was meant to be a joke but i think this is the prettiest chuuya ive ever drawn /srs #hatsune miku #???

67 notes · View notes

ragaposts · 4 months

Text

#Okay so I drew another one #I was feeling silly L!!!#Ok but srs drawing these are therapy to me i literally think of them all day and all night i love you please keep going hdhdoddkdk #WoF infection #fragariapathosis #Moonwatcher #omg shes fucking brainblown!!!1!!!#what did she see damnit

81 notes · View notes

somaticmilk · 2 months

Text

REN MILK FIC -

Shut up and take it.

The overwhelming smell of hay, fresh paint, and barn animals filled Ren’s nose, but he was soon distracted by cold metal pressing up against his back. Scissors began to slice away at the Beastkin’s tank top. After tearing away the fabric, Strade grasped at the waistband of the jogger shorts before pulling them to his victim’s ankles.

He soon did the same to his boxer briefs. As his clothing was quickly stripped away from him, Ren felt increasingly insecure and fearful, his tail subconsciously going between his legs.

He would have tried to pull his shorts and underwear back up but was stopped by Strade still holding the drill to his head.

The best he could do now was shrink back and cover himself with his shaking hands as his captor shot him a few mocking gazes and a cynical smile. Horrid thoughts began to bounce around in Ren’s pounding head.

He slammed his eyes shut. “This is it. He’s going to rape me, shoot me, and then dump my body in the desert for the scavengers to pick apart. Attached to the red leather collar was a large golden cowbell that jingled loudly with every small movement Ren made.

Once the collar was secured and taut on the sobbing fox’s neck, the German grabbed him by the back of his leather neckband causing him to choke.

As he was dragged over to another side of the barn, Strade reached out to Ren, silently begging him for mercy in the hope that he was less sadistic than the taller man.

His chokes and gasps for air thankfully ended, but the terror and dread didn’t. It seemed like it never would… As he was spun around, a squeeze cage came into view.

Ren recognized the cruel-looking device as something used to help brand and dehorn cattle. He was shoved inside, his head forced through bars and squeezed together so his neck was trapped.

With his head and neck trapped and motionless, Ren could only rely on his moving eyes to see what his captor was about to do to him.

Strade quickly went outside and slipped on some gloves before grabbing a lukewarm Craft Beer. He could see the German man outside the barn, wearing thick protective gloves and holding an iron rod over a burn barrel.

Once he came back, Goosebumps formed over Ren’s flesh as Strade dabbed a cold alcohol swap over his exposed behind. A thick lump formed in his throat as he put two and two together..

He was going to brand him… His thrashing became much more frantic and violent. Although the actions pained his neck and head greatly, he persisted with his struggles. If this sick freak was going to brand him like livestock, he wasn’t going to let it happen without a fight.

He wasn’t going to just go limp and take it. Strade removed the rod from the fire, revealing that the end was bright orange and steaming.

His fight against the iron cage grew even more frantic as he came closer. “NO! YOU GET AWAY FROM ME!” “Stay still, Schatz. Don’t want to mess it up.”

Strade said it was so nonchalant, it almost scared him. Still, Ren didn’t have time to think about that, he could only focus on the hot metal coming closer to his ass. With one swift motion, the iron was pressed hard against his left asscheek, burning and sizzling into his flesh. As his vision turned white and spotty and his throat let out an ear-piercing scream, Strade smiled at his display. Although he couldn’t see it yet, there were two letters now permanently burned into his skin forever.

-

Before turning in for the night, Strade chained Ren into his stall that was so confined, he couldn't even extend his legs out all the way. He was cramped, cold, naked, and terrified. He should be at home watching anime, not with this German psycho in the middle of buttfuck nowhere.

Ren started to scream again in an act of desperation, although the cries were shot and weak. His throat was still tortured by the screaming he did while being branded. In the back of his mind, he knew that all of his commotions would amount to nothing in the end. Still, you never know if someone willing to help would be trespassing on the farm property. Chances were slim, but not impossible...right?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Help… Please somebody help…” By sunrise, Ren could hardly let out more than a whimper. He had been hollering for a savior almost all night, but as he predicted, all he got in response was the song of the crickets. His eyelids weighed heavy, his crash in adrenaline hitting hard.

Right as he was about to drift off, his eyes flew open at the sound of the barn door swinging open. “Guten Morgen, Kuh!" Ren recognized that voice. It was Strade. “I had to get up early because it was my turn to feed the chickens and let the dog out.” He set down a bucket of water into Ren’s stall. “We heard you mooing out here all night, so I imagine you must be parched.” “I don’t want to see you. Get away from-OOMPH!”

Ren’s back hit the dirt as Strade gave a hard blow to his stomach, his heavy boots knocking the wind from his body. Before he could sit himself up, Strade sat on Ren’s chest, his weight pinning down his lithe body. The man, who was currently gasping for air, violently flinched as he felt the farmer grasp at his limp cock. “A bit rowdy right now, are you?

No problem. I have something that will help calm you down.” The fox (mistaken for a cow apparently) threw his head back, letting out a few shuttering cries as he heard Strade digging around in his pocket.

He was convinced that it was the pistol. He was about to be shot dead for being too difficult to handle. However, instead of his head being blown to bits, Ren could feel cold metal encasing his dick, quickly being securely locked on with a small metal key.

Strade had just put a chastity cage on him. “There. Isn’t that so much better? Your cock all wrapped up like a present for your beloved farmer.” Strade said sweetly as Ren continued to squirm underneath him. His face felt hot against the cool hair as he flushed a deep red from the humiliation and shame. He felt like a wild animal being muzzled. “Don’t worry. We won’t keep it on forever of course. We just have to keep you all pent up for milking.”

if you want like actual milking lmk- but other than that I was never here.

->

PT 2

#Soma Writes #btd ren #Ren Hana #Anyways-#OKAY SERIOUSLY I DON'T HAVE A COW OR MILK KINK /SRS #soma says truth.#btd fanfic #fan fic writing #fan fiction #fafiction #writers on tumblr #ren btd #ren boyfriend to death #btd strade #cough- anyways #ima delete this soon so stfu i don't want this on my consciousness

58 notes · View notes

skitskatdacat63 · 6 months

Text