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ginasdiary · 1 month
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Books don't offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw
~ David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas
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ew-selfish-art · 9 months
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Dp x Dc AU: Tim doesn’t rest, not even in Death.
It’s a heart attack that gets him, well, that and the insane amount of fear toxin flooding his system. He was dead for a full three minutes before he watches (how was he watching?) his eldest brother get his heart going again and get his unconscious body to the cave. Alfred gets him onto bat-life support and Leslie looks gravely at his family after she’s done her best to heal him. They decide to keep trying, they don’t want to believe he’s gone.
Tim watches in fury. He’s more useful than this, he’s not just going to die and let the family mourn him! Tim sets to work trying to understand what’s happened to him and he realizes he must be a ghost. Therefore, if he wants to understand ghosts he needs to go where ghosts are, and thankfully he just read a JLD doc saying to avoid Amity Park at all costs.
It’s takes him a second to get used to flying at full speed, but he finds himself surrounded by strange people in a strange town and… he notices himself becoming more visible. He’s able to interact with more and more objects, he even picked up a pencil! Poltergeist is a step forward in his plan, Tim accepts this change of pace.
Then Tim meets Danny, a normal human kid who looks like he could be brought into the manor and given a cape, who looks straight at him.
“Wait, who are you? You didn’t die in Amity did you?”
“No, I died in Gotham. I came here to understand how I’m a ghost and how I can get back to my dying body. I just need a few answers.” Tim explains, and notices that his voice isn’t his own, like it’s a different language entirely that comes out.
“Well, uh, I dunno about going back to your body but it’s not safe for you to be here. The GIW are looking for lost souls like you that people won’t notice go missing. So get back to your family and find peace. Im sorry but that’s really the best advice I have.” Danny answers.
Tim begs him for answers on the GIW. Begs him for any answers at all. Danny shrugs him off each time, tell him that he’s just a ghost and he needs to move on before he gets hurt or becomes a problem.
Tim decides if he’s a problem, he’ll probably get more answers.
Soon enough, he’s stepping into the end of a battle where Phantom is getting Skulker into a thermos, and demands answers, and if not answers help.
They brawl, and Tim’s training as Red Robin gets him farther than a lot of ghosts. And then, when he knows he’s beat and he’s about to share thermos space with the robot jackass (who he can interrogate and then build his own robot) Tim realizes something.
“You’re still alive, aren’t you? You’re Danny, black hair and blue eyes.” Tim says and suddenly Phantom is as still as the dead despite the accusation.
“How the fuck- dude. Okay, you know what? Fine. Lets go talk, you’re clearly not giving up and I need you to never say that shit out loud ever again.”
Because blackmail works in life for Tim, blackmail also apparently works in death.
He’s given all of the info they have on the GIW, he’s introduced to ghost technology and how it works with ectoplasm. He’s told about the portal (although they refuse to sneak him into the house to see it- he can handle a few lasers, ugh) and he’s told about the general sequence of events in Danny’s life/death.
And then Tim is suddenly back in his body in Gotham.
The family found a way to bring him back and he’s 100% alive, no longer ghostly, but he retained all his memories.
“We have a war against the government to start” are not the first words his family expected to hear from Tim post death.
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rt-nique · 2 months
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SKATER BOY & ENERGY DRINK ADDICTED TIM DRAKE!!!
(plus a little piercing cuz that’s so hot)
Timelapse:
It was my first time trying out this brush, I felt like I was possessed and drew the entire day. Played around with tones and line weights so it’s pretty different from my usual style
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degenerateshinji · 1 year
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ugh queer people
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agerasiaa · 3 months
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A crack fic about Lucifer, Vox and Husk making an Alastor Hate Club. And it’s just them once a week bonding over how much they hate Alastor and Husk realizes more and more how he doesn’t actually hate Alastor and is bitter about it, Lucifer randomly trauma dumps about his tragic life, and by each meeting Lucifer and Husk notice how Vox’s sheer hate borderlines on obsession and they share awkward glances every time he starts ranting and shows them his Alastor shrine or something. And when he makes some comments like “Alastor does this and that every day” (some very specific detail about him only a stalker/someone with a long history with Al would know) and the other two are like “how do you know” and he’s like “I just do.”
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rius-cave · 1 month
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What about Lucifer and Adam going to some royal event and it's the first time they go as a couple.
Adam is actually behaving well enough, making polite-ish conversation with someone.
Then Lucifer hears it. Someone saying basically how they think his and Adams relationship is a joke and how they don't respect the sinner but yet THEY wouldn't mind being alone with him. "He looks easy enough"
Lucifer knows first hand, Adam is many things but easy is not one of them.
Everyone was worried that Adam would make a scene at the gala, but turns out it's LUCIFER who makes a fucking scene, defending his relationship.
OOOOOOOHHHHOHOHOHO
Anon I loooooove that. Yessss. I think, Adam can actually kinda behave when he wants to lol. Maybe he still curses, but is at least, y'know, socially aware enough.
But yesssssss Lucifer having absolutely no PATIENCE for slander, especially about Adam is nnnghhghgfgf *chefs kiss* love that. LOVE ME some possessive and protecting Lucifer. Especially because he would just not fucking care about whoever it was that said that. He's the king of Hell bitch, and you don't go badmouthing his relationship or his... whatever Adam is at that point.
Oh man..... ballroom party chapter, we truly are collecting all the adamsapple shoujo episodes, huh?
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sunnibits · 6 months
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this has probably been done before but idc I love hot beverage. also I imagine I will be in the minority as far as this poll goes. feel free to elaborate as to what specific variety of drink is ur personal favorite bc there’s no way I’m listing every kind of tea and coffee
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taichouu · 1 month
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Yeah he's a royal . A royal PAIN IN THE BEHIND !!!
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idk-bruh-20 · 11 months
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Irondad fic ideas #133
Morgan Stark discovers the joke format, "__, __, and __ walk into a bar..." 
She doesn't quite get the concept, but she enjoys it. And, like most children, when she enjoys something she becomes absolutely obsessed with it.
Morgan: A spider, the spider's aunt, and a grumpy walk into the house!
Happy: Morgan that's not how that works
Peter: I dunno, you do seem more like a Grumpy than a Happy :)
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Morgan: A princess, her bestest brother ever, and their cyborg chef walk into the kitchen.
Tony: You can just say you want pancakes, Mo.
Peter, tearing up: That's Princess Mo to you.
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Bonus:
It becomes an inside joke that the whole family uses. 
Tony when Peter cuts off his coffee supply: (gasp) A genius, his robot minions, and a hater walk into the lab.
Peter, not even missing a beat: A genius, his son, and his robot children who agree with the son walk out of the lab and in to their beds.
Tony, so completely endeared every time Peter calls himself his son he can barely protest: I- I- now wait just a second...
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Teen Morgan, upon finding her brother and MJ making out on the couch: Eughh! An intern, the goddess way out of his league, and the amount of space reserved for Jesus between them walk out of the shared living space.
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ampleappleamble · 6 days
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Which Pillars characters would do best/worst at retail or customer service jobs? I'm imagining Aloth in a McDonald's uniform or Vatnir working at Macy's
Fassina, both. obviously.
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all of these are secretly about Best Customer Service Associate Fassina. to me
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becca-e-barnes · 1 year
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heyy!! can you do a dbf bucky caught masturbating? only if u wanna obv~!
No honestly bc the thought of a man masturbating is way too hot, it makes me so weak 🥵
I've probably talked about this before but it's delightful to imagine him staying over in the guest room of your house for a while and when he thinks the house is empty, he's taking some time for ✨self care✨, not knowing that you're still home.
I always imagine he's so vocal too so when he thinks he can be as loud as he wants, he doesn't hold back.
He's surprised at how badly he needs this, taking his time at first with just a few leisurely strokes. He's rock hard in no time, his hand wrapped around his own length, doing everything he can not to think about you.
Fuck, it would be so wrong to think about you. He knows it would. It's wrong to think about kissing up your bare legs or sucking bruises over your collarbones. It's wrong to imagine how you'd look on your knees for him, begging him to finish on your face.
No matter what he does, that's all his brain wants to come back to. He can almost hear how sweet your little moans would be when he rubs your clit.
You'd be such a good girl for him. He knows that and he loves it.
There's no harm in letting himself give in a little. As he gets hornier, precum drips from his tip and he's only focused on imagining how gorgeous you'd look beneath him, lost in pleasure the way he is.
He hadn't even considered that you might still be home. As far as he knew, you were planning to go out with your parents so he was safe to groan your name the way he wanted to.
Heat pools between your legs at the sight of him on the bed in front of you. The guest room door hadn't been pulled shut completely and when curiosity got the better of you, you were beyond surprised to see Bucky laid out on the bed, stroking his own cock and whining your name.
"Such a good fucking girl for me." His voice was loud enough that you could hear every word.
His hand moved faster, soft breathy moans tumbling from his lips and hanging in the air.
Your panties were soaked. Rational thought had all but left you. Pure need buzzed in the pit of your stomach and there was no doubt in your mind that you'd summon this image of Bucky every single time you felt like touching yourself for at least the next 3 months.
The decision seemed to come naturally to you and before you'd really thought about it, you'd pressed the door open and stepped inside, settling on the end of the bed.
Bucky sounded startled. Understandably. His cheeks were flushed, desperately trying to cover himself and make apologies at the same time.
"Bucky, please." You almost sounded timid while you prized the blanket from his grasp. "Can I taste you?"
He swore he had to be dreaming. This couldn't be real. You weren't actually asking that right after he'd spent so long imagining it. Is this how manifesting works?
"Are you sure?" He asked, not missing the way his dick throbbed when you nodded enthusiastically.
Bucky pulled the blanket back, grasping his dick again, stroking slowly. He swore he'd never forget the sight of your tongue pressed to the tip of his cock, looking up at him before you swirled your tongue around the head, gathering as much precum as you could.
"Oh fuck, that's it. Such a good girl for me, holy shit." He's lost in the feeling and he couldn't tear his eyes away from you, even if he wanted to.
Your lips wrap around his tip, sucking gently while he continues to stroke himself and he swears he's going to lose it. You hum your approval at a fresh bead of precum gathering over his tip but it's not there very long before you've licked that up too.
He forces himself not to imagine how pretty you'd look with your tongue or your face painted with his cum because if he does, this is over. He's determined to make that a reality but not just yet.
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unhinged-nymph · 2 months
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When you’re trying so hard to use your brain cells to ramble but then you look over at the love of your life your buddy and you immediately get distracted and forget that you shouldn’t curse and then you giggle and blush about it
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abijahfowler · 16 days
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truly believe that abijah with heiji is like the healthiest example of him operating within a “relationship.” and that is not to say that it is healthy, it’s just to say that’s the best anyone’s ever really going to get from him. he most likely won’t kill you and you’re 7 times out of 10 immune from the (physical) aspect of his man child tantrums, but that’s about it. at least heiji has thick skin because abijah would make any sane person cry with the way he attacks peoples insecurities, character and traumas just for giggles. (“my right hand man- oh, that was tasteless of me…” along with many other examples.) he can’t commit to save his life because he has absolutely no desire to, so he will be seeing other people without a doubt. but at least heiji can circumvent that by having it be something they both do together. even so, i’m positive they’ve done shit behind each other’s backs as well because it’s in their nature to be deceptive and cruel.
they both lay in bed, tangled up, sleeping with one eye open and weapons under pillows because they are both keenly aware of the volatile nature the other possesses && they don’t delude themselves of that fact. but abijah is warm, and his heart beat is like bait dangling from a hook, and no one will ever understand heiji and his peculiarities like the man beside him. one day they know this will end, and one of them will die; in their minds, at each other’s hands. but this shared moment is nice, and two opportunists can enjoy each other’s company for the time being.
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thecryptidart1st · 4 months
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Realized this week at my job that William truly has a favorite holiday:
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