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I have to remember that being proud and confident in my abilities is a good thing.
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anime-academia · 9 days
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I am going to fight everyone who has turned Sherlock Holmes into this edgy, rude, arse of a character. This man is kind, caring, sympathetic, and knows how to interact with people (even if he'd prefer to avoid doing so).
I get the whole genuis-who- can't -relate- to -the -way- normal -people- function, but y'know what, he's not condescending about it. He doesnt necessarily think himeself to be above the masses. He admits to being beaten without throwing a tantrum about it.
Being a genuis doesn't mean or necessitate being cold and unfeeling
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cry-ptidd · 3 months
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"All I see is a slave."
"And all I see is a fool."
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heartorbit · 5 months
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a fool and a sinner
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uncanny-tranny · 7 months
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Some more advice for fellow adults: set your ego aside and let younger people (even kids!) educate and teach you. There is no shame in looking to a younger person for education and knowledge. It is, actually, a big facet of humanity that we teach each other - why, then, does that teacher need to be the Right Age in order for you to be willing to learn from them?
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rulersre4chf4n · 9 months
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My personal biggest pet peeve regarding analyses of Belos (obviously aside from “he’s just evil and analyzing him at all means you support his actions” and “he deserves redemption actually”) is that so many people take his hatred of witches completely at face value--as simply being the result of his indoctrination into witch-hunting as a child in Gravesfield, that these are just the beliefs he was raised with and that he never grew to see past his prejudice like Caleb did. But that is such an oversimplification of his character, and it also ignores what is in my opinion the main driving force behind all of his actions: Caleb himself.
Belos doesn’t think all witches are evil because he was raised to be a witch-hunter. He HAS to keep himself convinced that they are, because if the witches are not evil, then he has two realities to face: 
Caleb left him of his own free will, not because he was under a spell or led astray by the devil.
Belos murdered his own brother, the only person he ever loved, for nothing.
And these CANNOT be true.
Belos’s need to be the hero who saves humanity from witches is not the reason he killed his brother, it’s the result of it.
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becca-e-barnes · 1 year
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The Bad Day at Work
I'd been thinking about The Video earlier and I thought this might make an awfully sexy short part 2. In my head, the two pieces are set a couple of months apart. If you didn't already think I have a God complex, you'll think that by the time you're finished reading this 🙃
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Pairing: Pornstar!Dad's Best Friend!Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 1.4K
Summary: Bucky has a tough day on set
Warnings: Age gap (Bucky is in his late 40's, reader is in her mid 20's), masturbation, unprotected sex, cream pie, praise kink, mentions of pornography
Minors, do not interact
You were beyond glad that your parents weren't home when the front clicked shut.
You were even more glad to be home alone when you felt a pair of warm lips on your neck, restless hands on your waist and the slight scruff of Bucky's stubble scratching your skin.
"Hello, you." You couldn't help but smile, partly because you didn't expect to see him today but mostly because he was so fucking eager.
You felt him hum his response more than you heard it. His mouth was occupied after all. His fingers flexed and tightened their grip on your waist, pulling you as close as he could manage.
"Good day at work?" You teased, arching your back slightly to press your ass against him. No matter how many he sees in his line of work, Bucky is absolutely an ass man.
"Are you joking?" He groans, sounding frustrated. "I don't think I've ever had a worse day on set."
He's piqued your interest, that's for sure. By all accounts, he's usually very happy with his job but that's to be somewhat expected when you're one of the most popular male pornstars in the industry.
Your phone lies long forgotten on the marble countertop and you do your best to loosen his grip enough to allow you to turn to face him.
"What happened?" You don't even sound incredibly sure of yourself. He might not want to talk about it and if that's the case, you don't want to press him.
"I couldn't finish." His cheeks are burning pink like someone has slapped both of them; frustration and shame blazing under his skin. "I tried everything. Thank God I had a condom on so I could fake it."
Your heart rate speeds up because you don't have a clue how to fix this. How do you make him feel better? What could you say that won't make him feel worse?
It's fine, it happens to everyone! Perhaps not.
I'm so sorry you couldn't finish for some other woman. Nope, not awfully sincere.
Maybe you're just getting to that age? No, definitely not.
"Well, what did you try? You've never had that problem when we're together." Your fingers drift through his dark hair and you can smell the fragrance of his shampoo so strongly, you know he's had a shower before he came over. He always does. It's just nice to be reminded though.
"Everything I usually do. I tried talking dirty, I tried changing positions. Nothing worked for me. She was a lovely woman, don't get me wrong." He's never sounded less sure of himself and it's actually a little heartbreaking. "I think you've broken me."
You can't help but laugh. You've broken him. As if he doesn't consistently leave your legs shaking. As if he didn't introduce you to pleasure that even your favourite vibrators can't compare to.
"It's true! I swear. The only time I even got close was when I closed my eyes and thought of you. But Jesus, that felt so wrong. I couldn't do that." He didn't think he'd admit that to you but in the moment, it was hard to keep it in.
That's a compliment though, right? It's a little weird but he meant well.
You didn't expect any of this when he walked through the door and you feel yourself racing to keep up, trying to find something to say to fill the silence.
"Nothing feels as good as you do." Thankfully he's still functioning, pent up frustration simmering over and his lips make their way back to your neck. "Nothing fucking compares to you." His hands slip under the hem of your thin top and you don't make any attempt to stop them.
Heat blossoms low in your tummy, creeping its way into your chest while the praise keeps coming.
"No one moans as pretty as you do. No one touches me like you do. No one makes me as filthy-minded as you do." He punctuates his sentences with squeezes to your breasts and bites to your skin and the combination is magical.
"Oh yeah? Are you sure? Because I'm going to be really disappointed if you can't cum for me either." You're only teasing him and he knows it but with his injured pride, he's already far too keen to prove himself.
"We both know I don't have that problem with you, honey. Hell, if anything, I struggle to last." He's inflating your ego and you're not sure if he knows it.
You don't really know which of you are more keen as you begin your ascent to your bedroom, trying to shed your clothes on the way. It's a relief to see the smile on his face and for a second, you just have to stop in the hallway to kiss him because he's too damn cute.
Neither of you have it in you to wait. With the state you're in, any more foreplay might just leave you trembling and despite the fact he likes to be courteous, he doesn't have the patience to drag this out either.
You lay on your back on the bed, watching him kiss up the insides of your thighs while stroking his own erection and you struggle to remember a time you felt this overwhelmed with excitement. Eventually, you feel his hot breath on your slick cunt but for once, he doesn't dwell there too long. There's a desperation to the way he's stroking himself now and you entirely understand, despite how mesmerising it is to watch him touch himself.
"Fuck, look at you." He moans, his thumb pressed to the top side of his length while he slides himself against your wet folds. "You're so perfect. All over." He grants himself a couple more indulgent, slow glides over your sex before he cups your face in one hand.
The blunt tip of his dick presses against your entrance, sliding into your body and you resist the urge to close your eyes and enjoy the feeling in favour of keeping your eyes fixed on his, drinking in how his expression reflects the pleasure he feels.
It's not hard to tell that the very first stroke has you both feeling the same. It's more than just feeling full, in a way it's almost closer to feeling complete.
"Sweetheart, you're gonna have to touch yourself." His cheeks are just as flushed as they were when he came in earlier but now he's embarrassed for entirely the opposite reason.
"You've barely started, don't tell me you're going to cum already." You can't help but laugh, taking his advice regardless. Your fingers are well versed in self pleasure, your hand slipping down between your bodies until you're able to rub your own clit in tight circles.
"I can't help it." His voice comes out closer to an elated giggle than you expected. "You've ruined me. Fuck, I'm yours."
The fingers of your free hand curl in the short hair above the back of his neck while he continues to fuck himself stupid into you. He's hardly even thinking now, letting each little confession tumble from his lips before he can even think about them.
"You've broken me. God, you feel so fucking perfect. You own me. Your cunt owns me. Holy shit." He sounds wrecked, clearly already trying to hold off his orgasm while you chase yours and you're beyond thankful it's not too far away. How could it be with confessions like that?
You feel your body fluttering around his cock, euphoria washing over you in waves that you couldn't surface from if you tried. It's an all consuming, frantic kind of pleasure. Each thrust from your partner only drags you in deeper and it's truly heavenly.
"Cum for me, Buck." You don't have to encourage him too many times. He's more than happy to give in, his arms shaking, proudly finishing inside you with a groan so beautiful that it makes you wonder if you could cum again.
He's entirely spent, for now anyway. You hear him chuckle, relief making him giddy because so long as he's still able to cum for you, you haven't completely broken him.
"Well." You smile, kissing his head before getting up to head to the bathroom. "At least I know you didn't fake that."
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miles opening up to hobie like he can't help himself "how are you even cooler under the mask?" "we got in a fight, but ... they just want what's best for me" "i want to be in a band; i wanna see my friends, and i need a watch to do that" when he knows him all of 30mins and is convinced the guy's his Rival For Gwen's Affections would be so fucking funny if it didn't make me so emotionaL
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kelin-is-writing · 4 months
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In Japan it's already the 18th January, so lemme just wish
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE STAR OF BNHA AND GOAT HIMSELF 🐐💙
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retellingthehobbit · 11 months
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I’m making a webcomic adaptation of The Hobbit! It’s an epic cool passion project that incorporates as much of Tolkien’s prose as possible while also being my own take on the story, it features a variety of different art styles to represent the worlds of different characters in Middle Earth, it’s over 100 pages long already, the art/writing keeps gradually improving over time, and you should follow it! Like, comment, and subscribe! *dabs*
Okay I admit I’m awful at ‘marketing.’ But my point stands! Follow for queer Tookish antics over the Edge of the Wild. 
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You can keep up by following me here at @retellingthehobbit on Tumblr. This blog posts a new 10ish-page-long chapter once a month (on the 13th), as well as assorted WIP art :3. The first chapter on tumblr is here. (I started out posting on my main @secretmellowblog, so the earlier chapters were posted there instead.) However, I personally recommend keeping up with the comic by bookmarking it on ao3 here or subscribing on Webtoon here. This keeps all the chapters neatly organized in one place, and also sends you an email notification whenever it updates, which is helpful because I don't update weekly :). I currently update monthly, on the thirteenth day of every month.
Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy!
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epicness1000 · 20 days
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I started to play Honkai: Star Rail because Boothill's character design is just so charming and it appealed to me in every way (dark clothes, cyborg, long Sephiroth-esque hair, sharp teeth). And obviously I am excited for his release, but...
I love Dr Ratio.
First off, his name literally having the word ratio is already funny to me, considering it's become a slang term. But then his whole thing of just... hitting enemies with his book? Or killing them by throwing a ruler at them? He has some oddly refined Baldi vibes.
I came for Boothill but I stayed for Dr Ratio. But I will also stay for Boothill when he's released.
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willowcrowned · 23 days
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3 worst pains in the world:
1. deep and profound loss so severe you emerge from it a different person
2. ate too much chili and now your tummy hurts
3. boiled in oil probably
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kradogsrats · 2 months
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something about the way Aaravos calls both Avizandum and Aditi "arrogant"
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Just sayin' nothing will change unless you call out shitty behavior. Or like. Do SOMETHING. (this is in reference to your Shitty English Architect Can't Pronounce Welsh Names post)
apologies if you have already done something about it and just not discussed it publicly. i just get tired of seeing people experience shit like that AT WORK and just cope instead of actually trying to put a stop to it
... obviously I have done something about it. This is a publicly viewable but personal blog, I use it to vent, not to provide you personally with all of the details of my actual life, and that of my work colleagues, without their permission. I suggest you climb down off that high horse, anon, I can see right up your nose from here and it's very unflattering
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bambiraptorx · 8 months
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currently entertaining the idea of a scenario where Draxum has some sort of appraiser come over to his house to see how much it's gonna cost to repair his house or whatever and then the guy just walks around like "OSHA violation, OSHA violation, OSHA violation, hey why the fuck do you have four teenage turtles hanging out in your frankly seriously unsafe house"
and Draxum just sighs and has to explain that he literally cannot get them to leave. yes he is training them, yes he is training all four of them even though having that many apprentices at once is frankly batshit insane, no he does not have any control over them whatsoever can he just have the estimate for repairs now
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misc-obeyme · 5 months
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Every time Lucifer acts controlling like that train trip with him and MC in Nightbringer, I think about MC being grumpy about it and not hiding it either
like when Lucifer chooses their meal for them they just straight up don't eat maybe? i dunno but i would love mc to be like "well if you're going to make this trip a nightmare for me i'm going to make it a nightmare for you"
Oh man, I hated that lol.
So I went through a phase of straight up hating Lucifer and that right there is exactly why.
I'm a very independent person and I would lose my entire shit if someone tried to order for me or choose outfits for me or do anything like that without asking first. Whether or not I can refuse such things depends on how well I know the person. But assuming we're at the level Lucifer & MC would be at that point in Nightbringer, I would have refused him entirely.
Lucifer's problem is that he's used to having to keep everybody under control all the time. He's so annoying because he feels like he has to preserve some kind of reputation or whatever and that includes with his brothers. He just needs to let go.
I eventually came around to him when I realized he probably desperately wants someone else to take control for once. But I think when he feels threatened, like he's afraid MC is getting too close, he gets crazy and starts acting all controlling again.
My MC Ciaran would absolutely refuse to eat the food or wear anything Lucifer picked out for them. I am a little more easy going and while I wouldn't like it, I might go along just because I don't want to deal with the conflict. But Ciaran? Absolutely not. They would probably be very curt with him, too, all one syllable answers to things lol. If he kept pressing, it'd end up an all out argument.
But yes, that was not my favorite thing. And Lucifer's tendency to do that sort of stuff makes me crazy. He really needs to take the stick out of his ass so I can beat him over the head with it. Er. I mean that lovingly.
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