Tumgik
#lies on the internet
figofswords · 9 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
started playing wind waker and it is making a STRONG case to be my new favorite zelda game. also, king of red lions is making me crazy. “hurry up, link, no time to play around!” dude I’m 12 what are you talking about
3K notes · View notes
pinigumu · 19 days
Text
remenber to stop kosa
Tumblr media
it doesn't matter if you are gay or straight, it doesn't matter if you are trans or cis, it doesn't matter if you are a minor or an adult, this is going to affect you and all your friends.
458 notes · View notes
7cfc00 · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
woe, silly happy teen art be upon ye
available as stickers and other stuff on the old inprnt ....
1K notes · View notes
elhopper1sm · 10 days
Text
So the anti KOSA discord I'm apart of is doing a large anti KOSA call in tomorrow. Where we call our Representatives and tell them to say no to KOSA. You can call through badinternetbills.com. This bill concerns everyone online and may lead to the dissolving of all of your favorite spaces online if you don't speak up and out against it
For more information on what KOSA is:
213 notes · View notes
ceruleancattail · 2 months
Text
Tattoo artist Leona
Leona x reader
(This fic was written based on online information about tattoos and the tattooing process. I am no means an authority on this subject. I apologise for any inconsistencies and incorrect information🙇‍♂️)
You could feel the heat of Leona’s palm, oozing from his gloves. A warm, intense heat that seemed intent on slipping deep into your skin. It was a gentle, balmy feeling. Reminiscent of lying on a grassy plain, allowing the golden rays of the setting sun to wash over you. Encasing you in a soft ember halo of warmth.
It would have been relaxing, if not for the dull throbbing of the needle against your body. It stung, much like a scalded wound.
Not the most painful feeling, but not the most unpleasant either.
It was hard to concentrate on the pain, not when you could feel Leona’s breath waft against your bare skin. To hear him hem and haw, the very tips of his caramel locks of hair brush against you. He tossed it all up in a messy ponytail, but the stray ends all seem to come back to you somehow.
Gentle, cloying touches. Almost flirtatious, actually. Casting a sneaky glance towards your tattooist, you shoot him a sly wink:
“Enjoying the view, Kingscholar?”
Raising an eyebrow, Leona’s expression remains disappointingly neutral. He holds that face long enough for you to pout, before chuckling softly.
“Sure, Herbivore. Sure.”
Leona sighs, a tinge of exasperation concealed within. A gloved hand rests on the back of your head, coaxing your face back in front firmly.
“Now hush, unless you want to be stuck here all day.”
You chirp enthusiastically:
“Wouldn’t mind if you’re the one keeping me company!”
“Can it.”
You laugh at his sharp reply. With only the barest wisp of a smile on those lips, Leona resumes his work. Palm flat against your skin, guiding the needle across your body. It skates across your skin with practised ease, stabbing ink into your body. Sketching out an outline, filling it in. Inking line after line, filling your body with his own handiwork.
There was something oddly personal, about that. Marking a person with his own hand, his own designs. Making your skin a canvas of his own, displaying Leona’s tattoos for the world to see. Maybe it’s because it was you. Coming into his store with that smile of yours, sharing your ideas with him.
The ideation of tattoo designs goes both ways, Y’know. The client’s idea and purpose, and the artist’s execution of said idea and purpose. Leona could spend hours seated across you, listening to you ramble about an experience you wanted to remember, a story you wanted your skin to tell. No matter what you wanted to be tattooed with, the ideas you put out do show a lot of your personality. As Leona listens, he’s taking notes on an tablet. Sketching out possible designs alongside hastily scribbled notes.
And of course, he’s sketching you, as well. Your bright eyes when you share with him your latest idea, your gestures… maybe even a rather soft looking piece of you smiling, lined with gentle, nimble strokes. Leona would never show you those willingly, unfortunately. Perhaps you’ll catch a glimpse or two when he spins the tablet around for you to preview some of his ideas.
There was something intimate about sharing conversations with you. Something romantic, even. But Leona would rather die than to admit that to you.
You’re an odd one, herbivore.
As the needles skated across your skin, you winced. The sharp point dug into a rather sensitive patch of skin, stinging your skin like a thousand wasps. Gasping in pain, you grit your teeth, grinding back certain very colourful swears. Only to have Leona pause whatever he was doing to run a palm down your back. Stroking you with a gentleness you would have never expected him to have. Leona’s hand pressed against the curve of your spine, rubbing small, reassuring circles into your skin.
He mumbled softly, a raspy sound. However as rough as it was, you could feel it slip into your ears smoothly. Almost as if it was fine wine.
“You’re ok. You’re ok, herbivore.
Breathe.”
You could feel his body warmth against your skin, bleeding into your very soul. Hell, Leona was close enough for you to feel his pulse, heartbeat beating alongside your very own. A steady tempo, calming like a childhood lullaby.
His hand stayed pressed to your back under your breathing slowed. Until the tension melted… well partially from your shoulders. Yet his touch lingered, oddly enough. Leona’s palm stayed on your back long after your heartbeat slowed back to a calmer pace.
Until your pulse beat in time with his.
Two hearts, as one.
245 notes · View notes
jopkajabki · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
iforgot i didnt post it here
692 notes · View notes
astrosoldweb · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
779 notes · View notes
pop-punklouis · 2 months
Text
-
165 notes · View notes
akiraal · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
it's time to klance-fy bro movies
402 notes · View notes
thatsrightice · 3 months
Note
101
Tumblr media Tumblr media
176 notes · View notes
beanghostprincess · 5 months
Text
thinking about them a very normal, average amount
Tumblr media Tumblr media
213 notes · View notes
pinigumu · 1 month
Text
STOP KOSA
Tumblr media
hi, normally I don't do this kind of post but this is important
there is a bill called "kids online act safety" where they are going to "protect children", but they are going to censor them, ask for their ID to use social media, ban LGBT and pro-Palestinian content, ect.
this is obviously dangerous, especially for lgbt adolescents or victims of abuse.
so if you don't want this not to happen then go to these websites
btw pls make #stopkosa trend on tumblr, twitter, instagram, ect.
WE CAN STOP KOSA
388 notes · View notes
angstywildcats · 2 months
Text
they're calling 7 year old maprojects classic....................... ( slowly withering into dust) (/LH)
143 notes · View notes
tanglepelt · 11 months
Text
Dc x dp idea 54
The Fenton parents have lost custody. Do to unsafe living conditions. Danny ends up being placed in the system. Jazz did not qualify to take him in.
The adults in the realm were not pleased. Offering to house him in the realm. Danny refuses. They demand a monthly check in at minimum.
That went fine until the foster parents handed him over to the GIW. They got a reward and Danny’s existence in their home wiped.
Danny doesn’t want to think about what’s going to happen if he meets check in. The last two had been them telling him they didn’t approve of the home. They were about ready to force him in the realm.
Red hood bust into the government lab the last day he could check in. Danny full on panics obviously Jason thinks it’s because he was locked up. But nope Danny’s worried frostbite, pandora and crew are gonna busy into the human realm to find him.
Now it’s a race to one of Jason’s safe house because if Danny doesn’t pretend to be somewhere safe it’s gonna be bad. Especially if they found out the GIW had him. Add in the experiments and it gets even better. A hoodie could hide the injuries for the check in.
No one believes him when he says he’s fine. That Danny has been crashing there after taking the realms advice and ditching the foster home.
Frostbite tells the two that they’d be doing weekly check ins now. That Danny can’t be trusted and if anything happened that isn’t handled before they find out it will be dire. Dire for the world of the living.
Now Danny is staying with Jason. They have to commit to the bit until the GIW are handled.
It becomes permanent.
475 notes · View notes
elhopper1sm · 10 days
Text
Tomorrow is the big call in day to oppose KOSA. This bill concerns everyone online. Go to BadInternetBills.com. Call your Senators. Send them a Fax through FaxZero. Sign the petition. And go to Senate.gov to communicate directly with them.
82 notes · View notes
bewuvved · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
76 notes · View notes