#i hope its ok

[to-boldly-escape]

Data in Gold <3

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#everyone is obsessed with his profile and so am i #i should have made his lips golden too #you'll have to imagine it #it was so hard to take pics of glittery watercolour ;-; #i hope its ok #i actually had most of this sketch done since last week but i'm unstable and stressed so i forgot to post it :D #anyway i love data and i cant stop thinking about him #and data does not look like mark zuckerberg #those people need to be stopped fr lol #i dont want to hear it #brent spiner #data soong #star trek tng #thinking about drawing lore too...

[22ndcentury]

So, I recently went insane and wrote a Paulchard fic. I haven’t written fanfiction in nearly ten years, but I have spent the last few weeks working on a fic, because this band has taken over my brain and the inspiration took me. Paulchard is so strong it hijacked my brain and fanfic came out.

To be honest, I'm a little shy about posting it, because I haven’t posted anything in so long and I don’t have a Rammstein-themed blog. I'm more of a lurker (I follow way too many rammstein blogs). But I’m also excited because it seems like a pretty chill fandom. Please be gentle. I hope it can bring even just one person some joy. Thanks @marimayscarlett for encouraging me to make this post!

#rammstein #paulchard #rammstein fanfic #paulchard fanfic #music tag #ive lost my mind #back on my rpf bullshit #i hope its ok #this is super off-brand for this blog but here we are

[cheerclaw]

my half on the art trade w/ @ways-to-be-wiicked

#this look a little wonky sorry #i hope its ok #im soo bad w/ wings but i love its design so much #my art

[reckless-rider]

Shoko sketch

Reference

#ngl i did not feel like drawing heels lmao #i hope its ok #i just got an art tablet so im planning on drawing more #pls ignore the hands they are hard to draw :(( #im kinda proud of this tho

[torchickentacos]

You must all see this.

#submission #i hope its ok #wanted to dm you #but thought submitting would be funnier #my tags as op: WHAT A LAD AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!! #THANK YOU

[pho6nix]

# ˚ ᧔ 007 ᧓ ۪ . nara y phoenix huyen de un grupo de música escocesa que no dejan de tocar la misma canción. ⸻⠀@n444ra.

'' ¿no se cansan? '' masculla por lo bajo, pasos elegantes pero apresurados tratando de dirigirse a otro salón que no fuese aquel. entonces, ríe entre dientes. '' ¿esto se va a convertir en un hábito o...? '' usa índice para señalarse a él y a compañía. '' huir. ''

#𓇼 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬. ᰍ ㅤdiálogos. #gracias por enviar bb #i hope its ok

[foundtotoro]

thread starter for @mortalthysia

MEI HAS NO RECOLLECTION of how she got here or where her sister is. she has become quite afraid of the potentials of what may lurk in the shadows. totoro seemed so far away this time. " satsuuuukiiii .. " her small voice calls out , slowly holding her hat close to her as a means of comfort. " where are youuuu .. " she calls once more becoming more emotional.

the four year old is normally not without her father or her sister , but on occasions , she would take the roads less traveled by to find new and wonderful friends and perhaps whimsical wonder. it is until she can see something off in the distance that her sadness begins to halt. mei rubs her eyes to get a better look. [ someone really pretty like a princess is over there ! ]

her eyes widen and a big smile forms. maybe she could help the four year old find her way back home !

#mortalthysia #₊˚🌿✧ 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚢. ( main ) #q. #[ hiii i know this is a super soft threaddd #i hope its ok #i did read up on ur muse and ur rules and everything #to get a better idea of what ur threads are like i also read some of those #MY MUSE IS SUPER SMOL AND SHE JUST WANTS TO GO HOME .. #fkcgjfkgjkf

[icedteainawhiskeyglass]

Do You Miss the Sunrise?

A vampire love story. Or something.

"Do you miss the sunrise?" I whisper, solemn.

She seems to think for a moment. Looking into my eyes the whole time. Searching for something. 

"I do." She finally replies. Closing her eyes briefly then looking back up. 

The light from the moon outside reflects off of them. Turning them a brilliant yellow for only a moment. 

She takes a step closer, pushing me further against the wall. She takes a firm grasp on my chin and pushes my face to the side, giving her access to my pulse. 

With her other hand she brushes my hair away. 

She leans in and presses her lips against my throat reverently. She takes a deep inhale. Breathing me in. 

I surrender in her grip. Tight though it may be. It is still tender. 

Her mouth opens, as if she is contemplating words. She doesn't seem to find any and decides instead to press her open mouth to my throat once again. This time licking a strip from my collarbone up just behind my right ear. 

I can't help the small whimper that escapes my lips. She hums in response. 

She kisses me once more before she finally gives in and bites. Right at the junction of my shoulder, I moan from the sudden sting. I can feel the warm red dribbling down my chest. Caressing my breast and eventually finding itself stopping right above my navel. 

My hands. Which up until this point have been obediently at my sides. Twitch to grab at my assailant's waist. 

There they met bare skin, I had known she was naked. But feeling it was entirely different. 

More still. She doesn't stop me when I grow bolder and wrap around her middle. 

She lets go of my chin and her hand moves lower. Tracing the errant blood drop with a sharp nail. 

Just as the world begins to blur at the edges she stops. Pulling away with a small sound of approval. She licks away the excess blood and kisses the wound one last time. 

"Sometimes you make it easy to forget what the sunrise felt like." She says to me in a low voice. A rumble in her throat that sends shivers down my spine. 

My arms still wrapped around her in a loose embrace. I pull myself closer and my head lies to rest on her shoulder. She brushes my hair from my face once again and kisses the top of my head briefly. 

She picks me up easily. A small taste of the supernatural strength hidden beneath her soft curves. 

After laying me down in her grand king size bed, I start to drift off. 

"Ah ah ah…" She smiles "not yet darling. I'm just getting started."

I fight the temptation to sleep, slowly becoming more and more alert the lower her hands wander. 

Finally they settle on my hips. She straddles my thighs with hers. Her fingertips dancing over the most sensitive areas of my stomach. Then lower. 

She leans down to whisper in my ear. "Are you alright dearest?"

I nod weakly.

"I asked if you were alright." She reiterates.

"Yes Alleah." I come to my senses and respond. 

She smiles and continues. 

"Are you still interested in tonight's outcome?"

The outcome… We had discussed it before. Numerous times. An exhausting amount honestly. 

Still she continued to ask, to check in. 

"Of course." I say quietly. 

Tonight was only the natural culmination of this relationship. 

I turn the gilded ring on my finger. A constant physical reminder of the commitment we have made to each other. 

Soon to gain another reminder, I nod once again. 

"Please, Alleah. Keep going."

If we stop now she will lose her nerve. 

She continues caressing my thighs and hips, Growing increasingly impatient and anxious. I wiggle a little in encouragement. She drags a sharp nail along my inner thigh.

A shockwave of pleasure ripples up my spine. 

"A-Alleah." I scold. She is still teasing. 

She manages a laugh.

"I apologize. I am anxious."

By the time she finally reaches the point she was attempting, she has stopped. I wait, doing my best to be patient. 

Patience is a virtue, after all. One I rarely practice.

When she kisses my thigh, it has been just long enough that it is a surprise. 

My body jerks involuntarily, a moan of absolute pleasure rips its way out of my throat immediately after. 

“Now, darling” there is a bit of a wobble to her voice. “Are you certain?” she says now leaning over my chest, pushing her nose under my chin, pressing a soft kiss on my collar bone.

My hands move from where they had been gripping the sheets by my side to instead take hold of the backs of Alleahs thighs. 

“Of course. My love”

It isn't until she leans down to kiss me that I realize she's crying. 

She takes my mouth before I can ask her what the matter is. I resign myself to wiping the tears from her face and reciprocating the kiss. 

Closing my eyes, I realize, I know why she is crying. 

She pulls back to look in my eyes.

“My love.” I say, attempting to comfort her. “There is no need to cry. I will always be here for you.”

“I know.” she chokes out. 

“It's not a tragedy.” 

“I… I know.”

“I know you'll take care of me. I trust you.”

“I know.” her voice is growing near a whisper.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” 

She moves back down my body, scattering kisses across my abdomen and thighs. She slowly spreads my legs again. This time when she leans down. She presses a chaste kiss to my pulse point. 

Then she bites me again. This time pulling directly from my femoral artery. Pain shoots up my spine and it takes everything I have to keep from shouting. And kicking. And screaming. 

I can feel the wetness of more tears against my thigh. I try to call out to her, to comfort her,  but the room is already fading. 

The last thing I feel is sharp pin pricks of her nails against my knee. And then, nothing.

When I wake. Early morning sunlight is pouring in through the windows. Alleah is nowhere to be seen. 

It takes a few moments to adjust to the sights and sounds of the room. My eyes prickle at the light, and my ears twitch at the birds outside the window. 

“Alleah!” i call out. Struggling to sit up, I take notice of the great and abundant hunger pains that plague me. 

“Alleah!” I tumble out of bed and wrestle with a silk robe hanging on the bathroom door. Eventually getting it on and throwing the door open. 

“Alleah!” I do my best to quickly make my way downstairs. Though I have to stop once or twice to catch my balance. 

“Alleah!” i call out one more time. 

“Noel!” I hear from the distant observatory. Followed by hurried footsteps. A mixture of my own and hers.

We meet in one of the long corridors lining Alleahs house. 

“You're okay…” Alleah looks me up and down. Frantically searching for injury or blood or something.

“You didn't wake up.” she sobs. Pulling me in close and burying her head in my chest. 

“You didn't wake up when you were supposed to.” she continues to cry. “I thought it didn't work. I thought I killed you.”

“I'm here.” I say with confidence, despite my breaking voice. “I'm here.” just now feeling the fangs scraping against my tongue. 

“You're here.” she shakes her head.

I'm here…

#vampirism #vampires #romance #immortality #fiction #short story #i have edited this like 8 times #i hope its ok #writing #creative writing #my writing #write

[beautifulnigtmare]

@bajanbacca​ commented on this for a starter {{&&king george&charlotte}}

as george held his infant son, he couldn’t help but marvel at the wonder of it all. yes he was a king, but he was not worthy of that title. now he held the next king. who would give birth to the next and the next after that. he was holding the future of england, and yet the child just slept. he had no idea the responsibility that would one day be his. he did not care. george smiled as the infant cooed. ❝you will do great things little king, like your mother.❞ he silently prayed his son would not suffer as he had. he looked up and saw his wife. only a women so extraordinary could birth to a child as extraordinary ❝he is perfection.❞ he set the child in the cradle. ❝i could hold him forever.❞ charlotte was already pregnant with their next child. he walked over, taking her hands into his. ❝and how is our current queen? as well our next prince or princess?❞  

#i hope its ok #i just want more soft threads with geroge and his kids and wifey #bajanbacca #{{&&george fredrick:interactions}} #{{&&george fredrick:gc:charlotte}}

[caracarnn-archive]

@fadedpath said:   ❛ you’ll be fertilizer regardless, might as well have interesting stories for the dirt. ❜  

he knows that well enough. eventually he’ll be dust and dirt just like everyone else. maybe centuries down the line, however many years he had left. he wasn’t sure. he knew that the Power elongated ones life and Rand wasn’t sure if he looked forward to that or not. there were too many things that weighed on him still, too many burdens that refused to give him some peace. Tarmon Gai’don was over and yet he still felt like he was on a battlefield, he still felt like he’d had an entire war rushing over him, flooding through him.

he stares at the man before him. the man that had survived the rubble of Shayol Ghul. was he a man? he wondered still. they sat, not far from the aftermath of The Last Battle. there was a small question at the back of his head of whether this was man or...or Creator. did he dare to ask that question? light, he could utter it and sound absolutely foolish and naive in doing so. they had been talking. Rand had mentioned that he wanted to leave but glancing back at the battlefield down below and seeing all the people made him regret it. 

how long did he have? how old was this being and was he coming with him? turning his gaze to - man? being? Creator? - and gave a reluctant and agreeing nod. “you’re right. so there’s no point to regret any of this.” he told himself that he deserved this but did - he swallowed down his misgivings. his hand absently found the mane of his horse, fingers brushing through the coarse hair and then cleared his throat.

“are you coming with me?” he questions. “to make more interesting stories for the dirt?” he smiles and it feels misplaced after all the torment, the dread, the exhaustion of everything that had happened. he wanted to ask him about his identity, his true identity but meeting someone after Tarmon Gai’don as the Dragon who had saved the world only to utter such a simplistic question as that - he didn’t think that he could.

#;threads #verse ; the different weaves of the pattern ; canon au #fadedpath #ch: radagon #i hope its ok #Rand: so hey what's up friend are you ....god? #lmao

[hollowinky]

you are now precious to me and i love you

I LOVE Y O U!!!!!!!!

#ask #I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WRITE IN SUCH SITUATIONS #i DIDN'T EVEN KNOW IF I CAN ANSWER IT PUBLICLY IDK WHY #I HOPE ITS OK #kkwwwwwww #YOU ARE JUST #SO SWEET AND LOVELY AND WHOLESOME OF YOU

[roppiepop]

Who’s coming to the cookout?

#bruce wayne #tim drake #damian wayne #cassandra cain #batman #red robin #dc robin #batgirl #dc comics #batfam #batfamily #roppie tries to draw #WE ARE GOING TO IGNORE that comic where bruce seems to be able to cook now #bcs this has been in my drafts for literal years lmao thats how slow i am w these #this comic is also known as ‘wordless communication: how well your family knows you’ #dont think too much abt the particulars abt any aspect of this ok 😃👍 #i had fun playing around w how i color thinngs i hope its not too messy!! #WAIT DOES THIS SAY COOK-OFF I MEANT COOKOUT!!!!!!!! #(its not a roppie piece without a typo but please OTL read that as i intended im on the ground

[wetslug]

ppl who r using poll results as a way to Prove Something about society or come to any conclusion.. i hope you are aware that tumblr users are one of the most biased population groups you could conceivably find. gob bless

#sis the variables... remember stats 101... ur data is only as good as ur sample #its like asking around at an old folks home and coming back saying 98% of those surveyed love prunes. therefore 98% of people love prunes #ok to reblog btw #polls r still fun i just hope you take into account who is responding to them

[puerto-nic0]

#jesus christ it’s not that deep stop killing each other in the notes #to repeat #JESUS CHRIST ITS NOT THAT DEEP STOP KILLING EACH OTHER IN THE NOTES #ok this is what you get for not being normal on my post #I hope all of your brainworms eat you alive

[plumadot]

Saw your post and absolutely adore your art; could you draw any of the lifers with an oh expression?

he's going to follow that man until the ends of the earth isn't he

#SORRY it's so messy #i'm so scared to “line” this because i'm pretty sure it's going to lose a lot of its... flow #so i hope this is ok too aaaaaaa #anyway one could say he feels “renchanted” by his king #i'll see myself out #ask #trafficshipping #renchanting duo #dogwarts #3rd life smp #traffic smp

[u3pxx]

based on this post that just absolutely killed me when i first read it wheezes

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #laios touden #laius thorden #chilchuck tims #chilchack #sunnysidedraws #thanks starry for this idea they are very ahgfghdj #OK SO I HAVENT FINISHED THE MANGA YET but i love these guys hope i can draw em more once i get the time <3 #suggestive text #im sorry that my first rendered drawing of them was a shitpost SGDJ #tbf my other idea was also . a shitpost so its like lose lose over here pftt #for the better right meme #sunnysidemeshi