#lmk what u think

[thewisestdino]

thrushpelt 16?

I'm scared

It feels like you don't care

Enlighten me, my dear

Why am I still here?

I don't mean to be complacent with the decisions you made But why?

#thrushpelt #warriors #warrior cats #my art #snow #snowy #spotifygame2023 #ms paint #song - romantic homicide #it so fits #i rly challenged myself w this snow idk if im happy w it >_< he def doesnt stand out enough #or the foot prints #lmk what u think

[cuethediscoandthedrinks]

some random nsfw + sfw jake sully hcs~

bc we all need derpy jake. and sexy jake. here u go 🤭

sfw~

• lovessssss massages. any kind, but always receiving them. if you ask, he'll give them to you, but he's more for lightly tracing your skin, or feeling you up as opposed to concerted massages

• but for jake? lie that 8ft catboy down, get massaging on his shoulderblades or thighs, and he's now pretty much putty in your hands. he'll agree to almost anything, and probably fall asleep before you're even done

• loves playing tag. he's a grown-ass na'vi, but also a delinquent who's still not over the concept of having working legs; so ask that boy to chase you and he'll get right on it

• he has a lot of surplus energy, so weaving through the thick undergrowth, batting away stray leaves and prancing between aged roots is his jam. he especially loves the little excited giggles you let out as you prance away, or the sound of your quickened heartbeat when he's sneaking up on you as you hide in some shrubbery, or behind a big tree trunk and let's not lie, this 100% leads to a good ole' playful fuck

• still spanks plants. he loves to see them glow or change shapes because in spite of the abs and daddie energy, jake's still a literal manchild

• is an avid big-talker. during conversations, or when you're in the midst of fixing a broken object or making a plan, jake'll absentmindedly interrupt with lowkey the dumbest advice or idea lmao.

• less so when he's in charge of the plan, bc then he's really in the headspace. but if he's sort of on the listening-side, he struggles a lot with not just blurting out random stuff that pops into his head

• it's because of his adhd vibe really; he can barely pay attention unless you're looking him dead in the eyes, so what he assumes is a great method is in actuality a half-baked response to about one third of the actual conversation you just had

• makes a little 'heheh' noise when he works out a problem. oddly, things like saving communities and flying an ikran don't stimulate this response; instead finally getting the knot right on his loincloth, fixing the end of his broken bow or squeezing through a super tight space between two thick roots will get him all giddy

• either eats fucking loads, or nibbles. some days he'll barely eat anything, but maybe sneak-eat some of your prepared meal while you're distracted

• other days jake'll go unusually quiet, disappear, and then come back with a huge bowl of food just to plop down and eat the entire thing in one sitting, barely batting an eye and then undoubtedly have a tummy ache bc guess what's not the vibe? eating 11 whole fruits in one sitting with no breaks

• can't for the life of him remember sacred omaticayan sayings when he needs to. he almost always needs you to remind him about 10-20 seconds max before he has to say them, or he forgets again; him blanking on the respectful greeting of a different clan leader has def happened at least twice lmao

• does a happy jig when he finds the right route back to your home. when you've been out all day hunting, foraging or just exploring, he'll ofc forget where you actually came from. and if you're not an instinctual navigator, you two will be lost for some time, ngl. but once he figures out where to go, he'll kick a foot or do a micro-jump at the victory

• once flew his ikran so fast that his eyepiece slipped over his eyes and nearly killed him and his dragon. he like bejewelled it with new things one time, and felt the need to brag about it but didn't account for the excess weight. after the ordeal he elected to never tell anyone this, but has since not worn the eyepiece again lmao

nsfw~

• is a sucker for cleavage. he dgaf about the size, but irrespective of the place, the energy or the amount of seconds between having just fucked, he's still getting like just-seen-tits-for-the-first-time kind of flustered; he actually won't make any remarks or anything, but he'll do the classic double-take and maybe smirk a bit bc innately he's still a doe-eyed perv

• def has a foot fetish; and now that he's a huge blue boy, it's only increased. bigger feet, better colors, and as a bonus, they glow now. you can expect him to lift a leg up mid-missionary thrust and begin leaving hot open-mouthed kisses to the arch of your foot; sliding his warm, wet tongue along each of the digits too, some desperate, chesty moans escaping his partially-open mouth

• jake's a bit slutty. it's not unusual to associate jake sully with the himbo cliche, of course. but even more than that is his inclination to being just a little bit more provocative than necessary in situations;

• letting out a wanton groan from merely opening a tightly-sealed object, sitting with his legs spread, usually a hand resting on his dick, loves to stick his tongue out and/or lick his lips when he's thinking, etc. the majority of it isn't even on purpose, he just happens to have these ticks and make these noises although some of it def is ofc; no one doesn't mean to moan if they do it while they yawn

• has sought out sex pollen to use for the both of you before. he was initially a bit hesitant, but once he realised that it wasn't some pandoran viagra, but rather magic mushrooms that also up the horny to 120%, he was more than down

• has a size kink; specifically with his dick, but anything turns him on if it's got a size difference - his broad blue chest, his large hands that rake up and down your smaller body, or maybe his toned thighs that flex underneath your aching pussy as you grind down onto him. but his dick is his favorite

• when you squeal and writhe underneath him because it's just too big, it only inflates his ego; unlike someone more sadistic or dominant, jake'll take his time in stretching you out and coaxing all of that slick wetness from your pussy, all the while smirking in amusement and delight at your squirming

• he'll leave little cock taps on your entrance, or smear his throbbing blue length along your lips, and rub his bulbous reddened tip onto your swollen clit in tight circles; all in aims to eventually bottom out inside your wet warmth and clenching walls

• moves around a lot when you have sex. not like, the usual thrusting kind of moving, but straight-up fidgeting. things like moving his hands, needing to readjust something, his hair getting in the way, or a cramp/something spiky underneath his back bothering him are all pretty common

• secretly wants you to play with his balls more often during oral. he's a lil shy bean sometimes, and will most often emphasise his preferences in bed, but outside is a different story really; he just rlly wants you to but doesn't want to pressure you

• one time on an especially fruity date in the forest, after having eaten picnic-style under a large willow-like tree, you just began to touch yourself. that wasn't even the best part; the best part for him was when you rubbed your pussy into the grass

• for some reason that really stuck with jake; just the innate sexuality and eroticism of it. seeing your hips gyrate into the soft blades, grass becoming glossy and almost sticking together from your arousal. it seemed so natural for you, that it begged the question - had you done this before?? and if so, how many times? and why had he not been privy to this until just now?

• that made him the hardest he'd been in a long time. ever since that sunny afternoon, jake kept it as a class A spankbank memory. so now when he's roughly tugging and fisting his thick, swollen blue cock right towards release, the thought of you writhing in front of him on that patch of lush, green grass pushes him to orgasm every time

hope u enjoyed lovelies!

#yesss i like this one! #lmk what u think #as it's a bit fluffier than usual :):):):)) #jake sully x you #jake sully headcanons #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #jake sully #miles quaritch x afab reader #mental miles spankbank #colonel miles quaritch #avatar miles quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #miles quaritch smut #miles quaritch #colonel catboy quaritch #recom quaritch #avatar recom quaritch #avatar x reader #na'vi x reader #na'vi smut #avatar smut #cuethediscoandthedrinks

[boubashephard]

tactical/army gear type of practice today

#half life #hl #hlop4 #hecu #half life opposing force #adrian shephard #ya this is a bit different than i draw him usually #lmk what u think #my boubles

[petite-gloom]

reminders and affirmations for the wonky brain gang 🧠⚡️

#i started adding a lil… like… ectoplasm #it gives the cards more texture? #lmk what u think #actually autistic #filed under a for autism #ghosts/gloomies

[prettyboykatsuki]

the devil who adores you | k. bakugou

✮ tags ; angel!bakugou x devil!reader, forbidden love, religious imagery, angst (?), mentions of creation, reader is implied to be older than bakugou by a lot but it's ambiguous, angel creation is not like human, birth, gn!reader (only physical attribute is them having horns)

✮ wc ; 1.1k

✮ a/n ; this is something i might expand into a fic one day ngl. a few clarifying things about the au.

god can't interfere in purgatory realm like he can in the human realm. devils can't enter heaven and angels can't enter hell.

they have an "age-gap" but there's not really a concept of like age. angels and devils have existences like light and dark that accumulate over time before they take on a physical form and start working.

godliness is a inheritance thing. yagi has been in the seat for all of katsukis existence but reader has been there since nana was in the seat

✮ synopsis ; katsuki wants to convince you to join him. he wants to love you in the light

“Ah, Mr. Angel. Did God finally send you down to me to be saved?” 

Katsuki glares at your form through the leaves. The two of you are currently in purgatory. In name and myth it’s a place between Hell and Heaven for lost souls. On paperwork and functionally, it’s a place where Devils and Angels can interact without interference. They can interact in the human world too, in reality. 

But they’re more restricted in how they speak and act. It’s easier here, quieter and more peaceful. You spend a lot of time in the area. A forest clearing with a little babbling brook. Purgatory has all sorts of sights, a copy of the human world so not to freak out the souls travelling through. 

It’s unusual for Devils, really - to choose a place so in line with God’s cretation to rest. Katsuki clicks his teeth as he walks through the thickets. The robes of fabric that hang over his waist brush the leaves as he finds you where your sit. 

“As if a damned Devil like you could ever be saved.” He grumbles. You laugh pleasantly, wearing the same get-up as always. Wearing fine red silks in a plain color, and those plain black shoes. A lot of the Devils he knows wear more flashy outfits, but you always look unusually plain. You hum at him, leaning back to rest on your palms. 

“You’re pretty harsh for an angel. You’ve been like that since your creation but,” You turn your head to glance at him “Never stops being surprising.” 

Katsuki never knows what to say at times like this. You’ve been alive alot longer than he has, and worked in this place a lot longer than him too. His only memories of you have been as a devil. Countless times, you’ve found each other to the same place through history. 

But you never stop with anymore than  a passing glance. Devils have certain qualities to them. Frivolous and arrogant, and unusually sadistic. Maybe it’s your age or that weird placid attitude you’ve always had. But hearing you tell him he’s not very angel-like feels ironic. 

“You’re one to talk, you old bag.” 

You laugh at that, not bothering to get angry. Instead you get this passive look on your face that Katsuki can’t read. You turn yourself to face him, hands reaching out for his wings. Your fingers are delicate, even with your nails pointed so razor sharp. They don’t cut Katsuki at all. 

“Mm, that’s true. But,” You glance at his face, then smile. Katsuki can’t help but look. Devils have specific beauties to them. The kind of entity that draws mankind to them. You’re no different, but it’s not something you do on purpose “I can understand why you were made to be one anyway.” 

“Haah. You’re the first person I’ve ever heard say that.” 

It’s true. Katsuki got a lot of shit for being an angel with his ‘bad personality’ to the point even God couldn’t give him answers. Yagi was newer in his seat, but he’d always seem confident in his pick. Despite being created together with another being, Katsuki had always felt secondary. 

His counterpart, Deku was everything an angel was meant to be. It’s surprising to hear you say it, and he wants to ask why but is too embarrassed. It doesn’t take anything for you to continue. 

“Angels have particular qualities but there’s only one thing they all have in common. A sense of responsibility towards mankind. Despite your looks and foul mouth, you harbor those very feelings.” 

Being read like that makes him blush. You laugh a bit at that.  

“I can see your heart. It’s pure as light, which is why God favors you and your counterpart. You are well loved.” 

Katsuki blushes again, harder this time. He can’t figure you out at all. You’ve worked in the realm longer than almost anyone, but he still has no idea what you’re thinking or why you are the way you are. Time and time again, you’ve done things that don’t feel quite right about being a Devil. He can’t understand it, or the way you look after others. 

“What about you?” He asks, before he has a chance to stop himself. All furious and flushed, arms folded in his lap and halo bright with feeling. His wings twitch “What makes you a Devil anyway? You’re nothing like those damned punks.” 

“Oho? You think I should become an Angel after all?” 

“That’s not—don’t twist my words, you horned miscreant!” He says, angrily grabbing your collar. You laugh again, hard this time before Katsuki shoves you away. 

You fold yourself over your knees smiling mischeviously. 

“What makes you think I’m not devilish?” 

Katsuki frowns, but you seem to be sincerely waiting for an answer. He turns his head to face the other way, eyes catching the forest beyond. There’s light pouring through, spilling into the stream. He sighs. 

“Dunno. You speak pretty highly o’humans or whatever. And you’re not some arrogant prick even while you’re doing your job. Picky about your clientele too. It’s all weird. If I threw a halo and wings on you, you’d just be another angel.” 

You grin at his evaluation. 

“Really. You think that highly of me?” 

“Who said that!” 

And you’re laughing again and Katsuki feels something in his ribs ache. It’s a real laugh, soft as feathers and rounded. Almost childish. 

“I can never become an angel and I won’t ever try. I’d rather become a human if I must change.” 

‘“But..why? Some Devils can redeem themselves and—” 

“Katsuki,” You interject, expression remaining warm “Wanting to make me an Angel so we can be together in the end. It’s the exact difference between you and me.” 

His mouth clamps shut. You don’t seem angry despite how see through he was being about the entire ordeal. He’s hurt before anything. 

“...So you don’t actually care about being with me? Was it all another frivolous fucking expirment for you? Do you—” 

He’s crying then. Soft tears down his cheek, when your hands go to cup them. You wipe them off for him. He grabs your wrist to pull you away but has no strength to do so. You lean into him closely, his face cradled gently in your palms. What Devil could ever be so loving? Could mean it so much?

“See, my love? That’s just the thing. You want me to become good. I would tear this whole world apart if you’d let me. I’d wreak havoc on mankind to hold you in my arms. You wish for worldly order and I wish for you.” 

“Damned Devil,” He cries. Curses. You kiss gently.

“Yours for eternity.”

#bakugou x reader #bnha x reader #bakugou angst #bnha angst #writing tag #im posting this as like a litmus test on if anyone would be interested in this au in a fleshed out way #i think ill end up writing it regardless #but posting it is a diff story lol #lmk what u think

[didhewinkback]

a something old blurb to celebrate the impeccable street style

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You tilted your head towards the sky, basking in the early June sunshine, the sounds of the busy London streets far away, that horrible eight am meeting nothing more than a distant memory. You can feel his heartbeat from where your back is pressed against his chest and you close your eyes, feeling a bit dazed at his ability to make everything better, the stress of your morning instantly melting away when you saw his surprise “Got sandwiches. Lunch break’s at one?” text.

 A wide grin on his face when he met you outside your office, explaining that he “was on a walk in the area, figured I should stop by” before he took your hand and headed to a secluded spot in the park, laying out the blanket he packed alongside the lunch he brought, a proud smile on his face.

Lasting all of five minutes before he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into him, settling against the nearby tree with you sitting between his thighs. And that’s where you stayed, eating lunch and laughing together, conversation dwindling to companionable silence, your fingers drawing mindless patterns against the grooves on his shorts. 

“Have to go back soon,” you say regretfully, and you can feel his grumble as much as you hear it. 

“Y’ should play hooky.” 

“Yeah? You reckon?” you say with a laugh. 

“‘M being serious,” he says, nudging his nose against your neck before planting a line of kisses against the skin. “Play hooky with me, baby. Call out sick for the rest of the day.”

“H, they all saw me leave for lunch break. They’ll know I’m lying out of my arse.”

“Don’t know, love. Pollen’s really bad this year.” he says, laughing when you do.

“C’mon, we can go for a walk…” he says, pressing a lingering kiss to your shoulder. “Can get some drinks by the water…can take y’ home and have my way with you…”

“Mmm. It is hump day after all,” you say, giggling when he honks out a delighted laugh. You turn to face him, his legs sliding down to hold you in his lap, his hands immediately sliding up under your shirt, fingers drawing up and down your spine. 

“Please?” he says, before licking his lips, his eyes grazing across your features. “Just wan’ to spend time with you.”

“Gonna be with you for the whole summer. You’re not gonna get sick of me?” you ask, mostly as a joke, heart clenching when he shakes his head immediately, looking at you with such open affection it makes your breath catch in your throat.

“Not possible.” he says softly, his hand coming up to hold your cheek. “Come here.” 

He pulls you towards him, capturing your lips in a sweet kiss. He kisses you softly, gently, his thumb brushing against your cheek as he drags his lips against yours. You could stay here forever, slowly melting into him as he pulls you closer, taking you apart kiss by kiss.

“Have to -” you say breathlessly as he starts to kiss a line down your face, mouth resting against your collarbone as you both catch your breath. “Have to text my boss. Tell her I’m not making it back today.”

“Get innn,” he says, pumping his fist, looking up at you with mischief twinkling in his eyes. 

“You are a terrible influence.”

“And proud of it, love.”

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#okay take 2 #something old #something old blurb #harry styles fic #edited this one a little hows that for a plot twist #lmk what u think #pls and thank u theres so many of u on here now it is bonkers

[peachdalooza]

bald man summer

#keep forgetting to post stuff here #i love heavy still #still practicing to draw him more #lmk what u think #myart #heavy tf2 #tf2 #team fortress two #team fortress #team fortress 2 #bald man summer

[oppositewilmon]

there's been an interesting s3 theory flittering across twitter that hillerska could be shut down due to its numerous scandals - past, present and future (ahem august)

it's been marinating in my brain for the past few days and i thought wouldn't it be interesting if hillerska was some sort of symbolic figure of the royal institution

i have some (not so) fun evidence to back my claim

first of all, erik. he held an esteemed position at hillerska but has now graduated, leaving wille to - begrudgingly - follow his footsteps. this one's pretty clear cut but, in real life, erik passes away, leaving the crown prince title to his little brother.

second point is based mostly on a joke. someone tweeted that, since erik and wille swapping places forshadowed wille becoming crown prince, did that mean wille would become hillerska's next principal due to him swapping places with her for their photo in s1e1.

which is funny butttttt when you really think about...wille swapping places with the head of hillerska...possibly foreshadowing wille swapping places with the head of the royal institution...possibly foreshadowing wille swapping places with queen kristina...

and while this feels like a pro king!wille post just waittttt abdication truthers - stick with me.

if hillerska really does end up shutting down in s3 and it's made clear it's supposed represent the royal institution - wouldn't that be the sort of perfect open-ending hint towards wille's future abdication?

#idk these are just thoughts #there are other things like hillerska being a reflection of wille's life if he were to become king #the society #everyone gossiping about wille's life #the ostracisation of poc and women #and queer people #small things like that #lmk what u think #young royals #wilmon #prince wille #simon eriksson

[burninlovebutler]

Just an Intern update 😅

soooo i posted about this last night but i wanted to talk about it again but

i think i’ve decided that I want to transition Intern!Reader into an oc 😅🫣🫣

my reasoning for this is because the story has blossomed into something much bigger than it ever was intended to be (just a smutty one shot) and i think she just needs her own identity

especially since Part 4 is going to be in Austin’s POV so it would just be easier to like describe her???

ANNNYWAAAAYYYYYYS let me know what you think 😅😅😅 would you be MAAAD about it ?

#LISTEN I KNOOOW ITS NOT ABOUT NUMBERS #but reader fics do so much better 😔 #and i don’t wanna make anyone upset?? idk #lmk what u think #just an intern #just an intern part 4 #just an intern fic #just an intern update #austin butler #austin butler fanfic

[babygirlbenji]

can't take my eyes off you - mason mount [teaser]

this will be a three-part series! i am writing the first chapter now - hopefully it will be up tomorrow! for now, here is a teaser just to whet your appetite <3

You can vividly remember the day you knew you wanted to be a sports journalist. You were 6, at a football match with your dad, and you were watching the journalists interview the players after a big game. Declaring to your father that you wanted to be ‘the person with the big stick thing’ (he assumed you meant the journalists), and despite his worries that you would be out of your depth, being a woman in a very much male-dominated environment, he assured you that he and your mother would do their best to make sure you got to wherever you wanted to be.

Just as your mum and dad had promised, you graduated with a degree in journalism and media studies at the University of Portsmouth. Your dad was with you every step of the way, from your orientation day right up until you walked across the stage to receive your degree. He had beamed up at you as you smiled proudly for your photo, scroll in hand. 

All of these moments led up to your first few days of interning at BBC Sport. You were the bottom of the pack, the runt. If the producer wanted coffee, you got it. No questions asked. If the director needed a different camera, you ran to get it. If the editor needed a re-take, you were the one to break the news to the producer, and dealt with the brunt of the shouting. It gave you a thick skin, and built character, as you laughed about it with your family at the end of the day. 

Little did you know that this moment, in turn, would lead to you finding the love of your life. 

#trying out a new format for fics #lmk what u think #mason mount #mason mount fic #mason mount x reader #mason mount x oc #mason mount x y/n #mason mount trilogy #mason mount fanfiction #mason mount imagine #mason mount fluff #mason mount oneshot #mason mount x you #chelsea fc #premier league #footballer #footballer fic #footballer imagine #footballer imagines

[problemdogpinkman]

// cop car - mitski / jesse pinkman //

#jesse pinkman #breaking bad #brba #mitski #look i was listening to this song #i had thoughts #so here we are #also first post #lmk what u think #guess how high i am also #it’s going downhill folks #problem dog #problemdogpinkman #cop car mitski #cop car

[bardigrade]

haunting of the haunted house down the street

Sabinika || Halloween Fic || Meet-Dumb AU

Sabina scoffs as an actor dressed in a killer clown costume jumps out from a hidden alcove, brandishing a fake chainsaw. The rubber blade flops around comically as they wave the prop around.

“Your wig is sliding off,” she tells the clown.

They scream at her.

Unimpressed, Sabina brushes past them, intent on catching up with Renee, who had dragged her to this godforsaken place. It was just down the street, Renee had said. It would be quick, she had said. It would be fun. Sabina can tell that this is very much neither of those things and she’d like to leave now.

In fact, she'd like to leave now because she was going to be late for her TIND-ARM date. Renee's suggestion of having a first date at a haunted house was a terrible idea. Perhaps she could strong-arm one of the haunted house actors into just leading her to the exit.

Oh, there's one now.

Oh, she's kind of cute.

AO3 Link

#gwitch #g_witch #sabinika #sabinika fic #my wrotes #yes this is a halloween fic in june #whats more pride month than halloween #they're so dumb i love them #trying out a new formatting thing for fic posts on tumblr #lmk what u think

[nessguts]

skeleton

#umm this is a redo of an older piece idk #just sketchin a lot lately #thinking of kakavege lately #OH look up skeleton by the front bottoms and listen to it #this song is sooo kakavege #lmk what u think #kakavege #dbz

[saspitite]

hi guys im finally writing the first genuine story about the astronauts ive been teasing but it's gonna be comparatively MUCH longer than the short stories i usually post. would you guys rather have me post it in several parts gradually or just as one whole piece when im done with it?

posting in parts can give you fairly frequent updates of the story in little bite sized pieces, while posting the whole thing at once would be better for navigation- even though it'll take much longer for me to eventually show it to you guys

#sas says #lmk what u think #cosmic intertwines

[doodlboy]

#idk im sleepy have another poll #I'm finishing my last 3 artfight attacks rn #bc even tho i have manymanymany cool characters saved #i am vv sleepy and also i have a gazillion other project ideas i want 2 fuck with #such as maybe working on a lil comic #or finishing the gem au designs #@ least the ones i already have been working on. i have drafts of lucifer and levi but havent finished either of them #which i probably should b4 i start doing fusions #eh #anyway #lmk what u think #elliot rambles #poll #color wheel challenge

[paintpanic]

concept art / idea for a more interesting dark daroach

he’s still just a recolor but there’s at least a little more going on here. i think it’s stupid that they called this form “dark daroach” a year after amazing mirror came out. i feel like that creates confusion, like meta knight and dark meta knight are different guys but dark daroach is just posessed daroach? ok.

it would’ve been cool if he was being influenced or something by dark nebula the whole time, and he was stealing food like the cake to feed it to make it more powerful or whatever. 

basically what if sqsq was like katfl. what if the squeaks were more like the beast pack. that would be cool i think.

ok im done talking.

#daroach #kirby series #dark nebula #sort of #bright colors #eye contact #ask 2 tag #lmk what u think