#ticktack

[anoebee]

me when somebody revokes tictac rights:

#ticktack #tictac #i can’t spell #omori basil #stranger omori #fanart #tictacrights!!!!

[digitulart]

something i will never finish so here it is now. whatever

#my art #oc #ticktack #and whos that other guy ooooo #iykyk

[sashmaster]

COOL WATCHES! COOLE UHREN! WELCHE WÜRDET IHR NEHMEN?

#COOLwatches #Watch #UHR #CooleUHREN #NICE WATCH #TIME #NICE #CooleArmbandUhren #Armbanduhren #NICEticker #TICKTACK #STUNDENZÄHLER #COOLE SACHEN #LUXUS #TEUER #EXPENCIVE

[skeletorswaifu]

I heard in a video once that we always wish for someone to come to us. Someone magical to give us a quest, to tell us we're special, we are meant for greatness. But when we get older we never meet that wise old wizard, that hag in the woods, or the magic creature soaking in the sun.

Because when we are older, it turns out...WE are the wise wizard, the hag, the magic creature. We are the person that tells the child inside us that we are special, magic, unique, important.

And that's really beautiful.

#it was on tickletock #ticktack #clockapp #magic #beautiful advice #it was so sweat #wholesome #inner child

[friftar]

Oh my god @ the Russian cover of Rumo

There is so little in this picture but also So Much.

I don't know if Rumo is tiny or if Ticktack is just a Huge As Fuck guy? And Ticktack is decisively human as well, giving HUGE Doctor Doom vibes? This is clearly meant to be the final fight between them in the Theatre of Beautiful Death with the sparks and the blue rain, but it also looks like a meadow on the ground with some volcanoes in the background?

And while I have questions, I also have a huge amount of respect for this because it looks amazing, even though the original cover and all versions with Moers's art are perfect to me.

#zamonien #zamonia #rumo und die wunder im dunkeln #rumo and his miraculous adventures #im not rifing on the artist in fact it looks great but as a whole i think ticktack is just a very difficult character to depict #NOT EVEN MOERS DID THAT AND PROBABLY FOR GOOD REASON

[euniveve]

You see as a writer i go back and forth between "what the fuck am i writing" to "I'm a fucking genius and none of you can convince me otherwise"

#☁️ - preachings of the priestess #what the fuck am i doing in my life #i have finals next week and here i am ticktacking about zhongli

[greenbeandagger]

what if we all exploded and died for real

#ticktack world

[o5qih2lhe]

Horny lesbians fucking with strap on for camshow Fudendo cu do marlinho gostoso na firma do tiber Maritere mi madura de la bella airosa Hot dildo dp Nubiles finger wet cracks roughly Hot chubby teen big tits Whenever I observe other femmes at church, I Victoria Valentino - Only Mommy Can Suck Dick - Brazzers TEENFIDELITY Tight Body Teen Chloe Temple Creampied in Tight Jeans Submissive japanese darling gives astounding blowbang delight sexy selfie girl creamy orgasm

#ticktacker #Cycadophyta #solas #paronychia #Merops #persuadably #rummages #airplot #briefnesses #heptanaphthene #preadministrative #celature #plectognath #secretarian #Jolyn #Calle #wayfaring #tetanus #meteorlike #fie

[mtsmaprvhf9fyl]

Nickey huntsman se deja cojer por el culo para guardar su virginidad Ebony lesbian destroyed my pussy with her strapon Ts Latina Stefany Santos Jerking Her Cock Mamando una buena y deliciosa y grande polla Sexy oriental darling mesmerizes with superb blow job Tbabe Alexa Scout fondled before creampie inducing plow Blonde Amazon with Big tits wrecks little man in wrestling match then fucks Quien es ella??? Que sola se hace gritar de gusto Pounding babes hot pussy from behind makes fellow craves more Black BBW playing with wet pussy solo

#trapanner #rawins #aborigines #Cantacuzene #Tacanan #Quickel #pongids #purges #spankkkkkkkkkk #overfertility #fibrinogenetic #unindustrialized #coachwork #Xanthidium #venerable-looking #ticktacked #Njord #Hyannis #amazes #overdelicacy

[zgu6noq9ajs0c]

Wife teasing friends cock bare back and accidentally slips it in!!! (HENTAI GAMES) A huge white dick fucks a Japanese woman and cums in her vagina DIY Bed 2-6 Sawdust Cleaning + BONUS Balls Sucking with Cum in Mouth Emo gay twink boy bondage xxx Wit a bag over his head, water torment slow motion twerk fat black ass bubble butt twerking Hot girl with huge tits cum show live cam Lusty asian whores have wild lesbian sex with vibrators on the table My best babe cum for me Hot Cheating Neighbors Wife HD Mandy Flores Bbw mastubation ebony big wet pussy

#airplaning #splenopexy #nonocculting #Zella #yahan #myxoedemic #brass-armed #Allenwood #ticktacking #fatality's #unprovidentially #revamped #primatech #Shantha #mohair #conjecturality #remenace #supplant #cheiropompholyx #mandative

[cinnamon-girl-writes]

is this thing on? . . . toji x reader

by @cinnamon-girl-writes

age gap toji x reader, fluff, crack

i'm so obsessed with the idea of toji being a grumpy old man>>>

toji's main source of communication is an old nokia brick phone that's barely stayed alive over the years (in addition to a few burner phones he claims are 'for work')

you've tried to convince him on several occasions that he might as well just buy a new phone-- he's got plenty of money to afford it and he deserves something nice

of course he denies any issue every time ('it's not broke, darlin', and it still works just fine' 'i'm not getting a new damn phone number just for some shiny expensive piece of crap')

he answers the phone with 'hello??? is this thing on????' while mumbling under his breath about 'can't hear shit on this damn thing'

so it goes without saying that he's not exactly in touch with modern day trends

he refers to your AirPods as anything other than that (e.g. 'she can't hear you, she's got her airbuddies in' 'you left your earphones in my car' 'do your earpods really need to be on the charger for twelve hours')

when you try to get him to do a TikTok trend with you, he grumbles, 'i don't know how to make a ticktack' while squinting at the screen

speaking of squinting, eventually over the years his eyesight starts to get worse and worse; the labels on medicine bottles were harder to read, the menus are restaurants seemed to get blurrier every day

you, as his girlfriend, take notice of this and convince him to get a pair of persciription readers which he uses frequently

you would never tell him for fear of wounding his pride, but you think he looks absoultely adorable with his little glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose <3

#toji x reader #toji fushiguro #fushiguro toji #jjk toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujustu kaisen

[gasolineghuleh]

The Sixth Night

Something I threw together of Papa visiting a Catholic nun at her convent. This is something I'll continue if there's interest in it. Smut eventually, SFW for now.

It’s a peaceful night outside and the cool breeze is welcoming as it blows across your cheek in gentle waves, rustling the leaves of the orchard trees beyond. You take a moment, leaning your elbows on the stone ridge of the window to your room, your hands cupping your face as you smile into the evening. The stars above are shining bright and beautiful, unmarred by the light pollution of the cities, a life's time away. You only stir from your reveling in God’s creation when you hear the creak of your bedroom door behind you, and a soft knock on the wood. 

“Sister? The Mother Superior wanted me to see you?” You turn away from the window to face the small nun behind you, giving her a gentle smile to ease her obvious nerves. 

“Yes! She thought it was time for you to have a proper rosary, now that you’ve shown you can take care of your own. I wanted to give you my old one, to say thank you for allowing me to teach you this past year.” You unwind the beaded necklace from your wrist and hand it to her, smiling when her face crosses from confusion to reverence and awe. 

“But it’s yours! I couldn’t…” She trails off as she clutches the beads close to her chest, looking up at you with welling tears. A moment later and she’s pressed herself to you tightly, hugging you with the intense ferocity of a trusting child before pulling away. The young nun gives you a quick bow and leaves, shutting the door behind her. 

When your attention drifts back to the window, you can see that a light rain has started. More of a mist, really, falling gently onto the gardens below your ground-floor window, droplets converging onto the leaves and making a small recreation of a rainforest for the bugs below. You watch contentedly for a moment more before turning to your bed, the sheets already pulled down and made up for sleep. The pins come out of your hair with ease and you shake the tresses free of the kinks with a sigh before swinging your legs up onto the bed and under the covers. 

For the sixth night this week, you falter as you start to say your prayers, and then continue without them. The small niggling doubt of your faith rests at the back of your mind, only further reinforced when you feel a tingling excitement at the prospect that He will come to you again tonight. You wriggle in your bed a little, getting comfortable, before falling easily to sleep. 

You awaken to a light, sharp noise on your window. 

When you sit bolt upright in bed and look towards the window, you see that the glass pane is open slightly, swinging outward towards the drizzling rain. An arm rests on the exposed portion of your room, a gloved hand draped across it lazily as the nails at the end of the glove ticktack themselves against the glass. The face that looms above, normally a menacing sight, was a comforting one instead— only confirming your hope for more contact. His face is painted in white and black, the sheer contrast of colours giving way to a skeletal visage, yet still handsome. 

“You came back,” you state simply. Your hands tighten slightly on the top of your sheets as you pull it farther up your body, clutching it to your chest like a safety blanket. 

“I came back,” the man agrees, his voice a soft lilting Italian, out of place here in your modest English speaking town. Another beat of silence passes between the two of you before his clawed gloves begin tracing down the window pane, the sharp sound raising the hair on the back of your neck. This man was not fully human, and something in your gut realized it. 

“Why?” The theme for tonight seemed to be simple and quick statements between the two of you, something that happened in a lapse in conversation usually. This is the sixth night he has visited, scaling to the window of your dormitory in the Abbey on the fifth floor, hovering just slightly outside of it. But he’s never come inside.

"I longed to look back at you and I did, but I felt that I was doomed. I looked twice. Once was enough for Orpheus… would a greedy two be too much for me?" he mused, his finger drawing small figures in the haze on the outside of your window, the condensation melting away under the tip of his finger.

“You quote the Bible to me?” you ask musingly, swinging your legs out of bed and sitting on the edge of it. Your legs are bare from the knee down and his eyes zero in on the expanse of skin before sliding cooly back to your own.

“You know it, Sister. What happened to Lot’s wife?” The man lays his head on his arm where it rests on the stone wall of your window, tutting when you take a moment to answer. “To salt, Sister. To salt.”  His painted lips purse together as he mockingly scolds you. “To know your Bible, hm? One would think that a nun…”

“Oh hush, I doubt you know the finer intricacies of the Bible, either.” You turn your nose up and cross your arms, haughtily turning away from him until you hear him chuckle. Something in the sound turns your attention back to him, an unease rising in your stomach again. “You never even told me what to call you, you know.”

“You may call me Papa, Sister.” His eyes meet yours, two-toned and odd— one of them a piercing green, the other a hollow and somewhat effervescent white. It strikes you that he hasn’t given you a name, as you thought you had asked for, but a title. 

“Papa. I’m glad to have met you, even if I don’t know what you are.” The man snorts a laugh and shrugs, a difficult operation, clinging as he was to your window sill.

“All in good time, Sister, you see this?.” His eyes move past you, now, towards the wall instead which he inclines his head towards. “Your Abbess is coming, she thinks she’s heard you talking, si? Pretend to be asleep… tell a lie for me. I will come again tomorrow. The Seventh Day, hm? We talk more that night.” 

You nod and blink and he’s gone, the only thing to remember by being the soft scent of incense and the rustle of clothing as he drops out of sight. True to his word, the Abbess knocks on your door only a moment later, and she hardly waits before swinging it open, revealing only your sleeping form under your thick blankets. 

Tomorrow.

#lorraine writes #fic #fanfic #the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost #ghost bc fanfic #nf #hfoa #ghost fanfic #fanfic author #fic authors #fanfiction #the band ghost fanfiction #papa emeritus #papa emeritus iii #papa iii #terzo #iii #reader x papa #reader x papa emeritus iii #reader x terzo

[fanfiction-blep]

Kinktober Day 2: Craving~ Jake Sully X reader one shot

Warnings: slight smut, fluff, just horny wonderfullness, chocking, slight dom/sun dynamic, slight brat reader? Multiple orgasms. Degradation, praise.

His breath was hot on my face, i barely noticed the heavy rise and fall of my chest. The only thing i could focus on was the blood rushing in my head, the heat creeping up from my stomach covering every inch of my skin, and the impossible wetness between my legs. His frame had me trapped underneath him, my back slightly pressing against the headboard. One of his hands was pressed into the matress beneath us, the other possessively placed on my hip. His head dips low as he leans into the space between my neck and shoulder, lips lightly tracing while his tongue’s teasing the skin. An involuntary whimper leaves my mouth as he sharply bites down, he pulls back slightly only to all but growl into my ear.

"If you keep making noises like that then i wont be able to hold back"

"Its not my fault you get me this turned on-"

"Oh is that so?" His tone was patronising. I blushed in pre-embarrassment. We had both been craving this, aching for it and now here I was taunting him even more, even if i had no intention of doing so. His lips returned to my skin leaving open mouthed kisses, another moan left my lips as his began to pull the skin at the arch of my neck between his teeth. In one fluid motion his knee was between my thighs and his hand was around my neck.

"You have no idea what you do to me baby." I smirked at him, from our positions I knew he was in charged but it didn’t hurt to push right?

“Then why don’t you show me with that ticktack between your legs” I snapped watching the ticking time bomb behind his eyes explode. he sneered at me fangs bearing.

“You little brat.” He hissed, shifting his weight and removing his hands from my body only for a moment before he grabbed my hips and pulled me down so my head was resting on the pillows beneath me. His grip shifted once again to my thighs. In a effortless fluid motion he ripped my panties from my body, running his fingers up and down my slit, teasing my entrance. “You just gotta open that pretty little mouth of yours.” I whined at his moments causing a chuckle to rumble out of his chest. “Desperate are we?” I nodded refusing to concede with my words. He thrusted a finger in to me, curling against my walls hitting all the right spots.

“Please.”

“Please what baby? Hmm what do you need” I whined thrusting my hips grabbing at his chest. He gripped my wrists in his hands pinning them against my head.

“Please..” I was begging at this point.

“Awe baby you’re so cute begging me like the little slut you are. But good girls use their words”

“Fuck me, please, now!” I thrusted my hips harder against his finger just one finger was doing this to me how was I going to handle his cock? He removed his hand from my core. In a fluid motion he thrusted himself against me. My head threw itself back in pressure a strangled moan fell from my lips.

“Sir”

“Yes?” He breathed leaning in against my ears thrusting slowly.

“Please,” he stopped completely at my words.

“What did I say about good girls using their words”

“More please sir I need more!”

“Oh that’s a good girl” he began to thrust into me at a brutal pace, hands still holding my wrists in place the other holding firm on my throat. The sound of skin slapping against skin bounced off the walls, my orgasm approached embarrassingly quick. My walls fluttering against jacks cock. I didn’t need to use words. He knew. He smirked down down at me. “Common sweetheart, cum for me” so I did white hot pleasure tripped through my body my core twitching as I spasmed around him. But he didn’t stop. His pace was brutal and riding me through my high. After a few more minuets I felt it coming again, I knew it would hit harder this time.

“Jake,” his thrusts became more brutal

“Try that again princess”

“Sir”

“Yes?”

“I’m going to cum again?”

“Oh are you?” His smirk grew wider dragging his fangs against the subtle soft skin. “Fucking cum for me” he pushed deeper attempting to speed along my orgasm. It worked I once against spasmed against him. Feeling his own cock twitch inside me even in the spasms of my body I smirked at him.

“You close?” I heaved chest rising with each shallow breath, my breast bouncing with each thrust.

“Gonna fucking fill you up”

“Do it”

“Gotta make you cum with me princess” my eyes Widened.

“No I can’t. It’s too much” he shook his head moving his hand from my throat down to my clit.

“Fucking cum with me. That’s an order”

“But-“ he bit down sharply on my skin a moan ripping through me as the pleasure overtook my body my vision when white and my body went numb with over stimulation. I didn’t even feel him finish inside me. I didn’t feel him pull out it wasn’t until I was safely tucked into his arms that I even realised we were finished. His lips pressed against my head kissing me and stroking my hair.

“I love you princess.

#avatar #avatar 2 #smut #jake sully smut #jake sully #na’vi jake sully

[brandnewhuman]

I'm having big brain thoughts again AND YOU ALL ARE GONNA LISTEN;

I never thought I would get so far in life to see the day I WOULD GET HEADCANON SHAMED BY THE TICKTACK ASS APP.

And since mischaracterization and shitty takes are my passion AND my purpose, here are some thoughts about Simon. LET'S BEGIN

I was part of the "ghost has the emotional capacity of a rock" team. But upon thinking about it I've come to the conclusion that maybe that's not it. Simon has obviously gone through so much in life and while I still believe his trauma makes it hard for him to fit in and feel comfortable just by existing, I think he's the type of person who quietly enjoys to compensate himself for the things he has never been able to enjoy in life. LIKE NO ONE IS GONNA EVER SAY SORRY TO HIM OR REPAY HIM FOR ALL THE PAIN AND HORRIBLE STUFF HE HAS ENDURE, SO WHY NOT DOING IT HIMSELF?

No, he's not an abusive and dysfunctional man who's broken beyond repair STOP TURNING THIS POOR GUY INTO A FUCKING MONSTER, HE'S JUST A SILLY SAD MAN. Besides, he's fucking scared of the "the abused becomes the abuser" thing and works very hard to avoid it.

HE GOES TO THERAPY BITCHES, HE REALLY DOES. He deals with extreme guilt, with PTSD and a shitton of stuff that has made his life a living hell for so long and probably will keep making it difficult forever so in the end, although it's hard, he just caves in and gets help.

No, I don't think he has anger issues and he's not straight up rude. He feels uncomfortable with the idea of getting too angry, he prefers to just talk things out. AND TALKING ABOUT ANGER; I do believe he finds some sort of relief in his work but not because he likes to take out his emotions on others and kill mindlessly or stuff. I genuinely believe he likes the idea of being something good, of his actions having a positive impact. He feels like he has failed his family and friends but every time he manages to successfully complete a mission he feels like his existence is not just about the pain and the failures. When a mission goes bad he does have a hard time and gets physically ill.

BACK TO ENJOYING THINGS THO: during his childhood and throughout most of his life he has always denied himself so much for one reason or another. He's hellbent on trying to treat himself with things he has missed out. At first it was part of the therapy; watch movies you would've liked to watch, go and try food you have thought about trying etc... then as time went on, and he started to deal with the guilt better, he kept doing all that stuff just because he wanted to. And maybe because he wants to understand stuff and references better when he's hanging out with the 141.

That's another thing, he initially was reluctant at the idea of hanging out and stuff but then he manages to feel comfortable enough. He's very quiet but not downright antisocial.

He likes to read better and TV shows better than movies. I CAN'T STRESS THIS ENOUGH BUT HE'S A SHITTY COOK, HE COULD AND WILL BURN EVEN WATER.

There's the HC of him not eating enough and while I agree it's unrealistic I think there's some sort of truth. This man gets through depressive episodes where he can't sleep, can't eat and even breathing it's a chore. It usually happens when he's not at the base and he's having a difficult time with the leave time at home. He does however force himself to eat at least enough to not lose all the muscle and strength he has worked hard on. It's hard, but he tries to take care of himself as best as possible. THAT BEING SAID, THIS MAN EATS ONLY PREMADE THINGS CAUSE HE CAN'T COOK. Every single fucking meal, even the healthy one, has been bought and there's not a single time where he even attempts at cooking anything. After almost burning down his whole damn apartment he has banned himself from the kitchen. the way he maintains without necessarily eating when he doesn't feel like it's by keeping a whole fucking stock of snacks in his house.

OKAY THAT'S IT, THANKS FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK.

#simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost cod #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #call of duty #modern warfare 2 #cod fandom #codmw2 #samuel roukin #cod headcanons

[bitchapalooza]

I decided to wait to do laundry until 12 so I made this with the random ticktacks I have saved and now its nearly 12 lmao

#pokemon #pokemon scarvi #pokemon scarlet and violet #elite four rika #gym leader larry #elite four larry #rival arven #rival nemona #team star penny #elite four hassel #gym leader brassius

[friftar]

Friftar truly is the top tier funniest Netherworld character to me, because you look at him next to Gaunab and Ticktack and might think "he's the least worst" but the moment you basically exclude the other two because they're so single-minded in their particular insanities, he's like. At least fifteen times worse than both of them combined, and then when he talks about himself, he's like "woe is me, I've suffered so much but I worked so hard to reach my goals, now everything's gonna be better, plus i'm the most competent and best person in Hel"

#like. ticktack is Bad but he's so comically evil and obviously a fantasy character that it's hard to take him seriously #friftar meanwhile? yeah there's probably at least a handful of guys out there who's not too unlike him #zamonien #zamonia #friftar