#oh gods

[toothbrushfingers]

i miss awkward dorky 15 year old hiccup

like don’t get me wrong, he’ll always be both awkward and dorky

but 15 year old hiccup has a certain… je ne sais quoi

#i don’t condone bullying #not even in the slightest #but LOOK at him #he has such a bullyable face #poor guy #my hiccup kin is showing #oh gods #httyd #how to train your dragon #httyd fandom #httyd movies #httyd 1 #legend of the bone knapper #gift of the night fury #hiccup haddock #hiccup #hiccup horrendous haddock the 3rd #hicctooth

[qhoaaaa]

NSFW SHUSHH 18++++

MINORS GO AWAY GRR GRAHH IDKK

Saw someone say that Milo and Sweetheart have sex with jewelry on (bondage talk later on ohohoo, and hcs)

I forgot who said that but props to you omg

Sweetheart with 2 chains on, they clink on each other as Milo fucks them doggy style on the bed, their hands holding themself up

It oddly becomes a kink for Milo 👀

Sweetheart likes the cold metal on their warm skin 👀 temp play maybe ooo

First time they do this, Sweetheart gets all (delightfully) flustered when they see Milo wear the chains in public bc it reminds them of that night

Milo running cold rings on their thighs, Sweetheart's leg muscles jolt a little when he moves it near their core, ya know that sensitive skin thats super warm yeah yeah 👀

..... Sweetheart later gives him a hint by wearing a kinda punk aesthetic choker (the leather ones with the circle/shaped bar in the middle) and he catches on quick, when they're home they show him a matching leash

Hes kinda surprised but is like , oh wow 😳 kind of "no way..." surprised

Feel like Sweetheart brought more kinks in the relationship, like things they wanted to try and Milo obviously indulged them

That night Milo tests the waters a bit by, when they reverse ride him, he pulls the leash back to see their head perk up, neck slightly strain up on the tug and uses a hand on their waist to pull them deeper on his cock

Leads to Sweetheart buying one of those restraints that bind the arms behind the back and a choker on the neck, a harness or smth that he can tug on

OBVI THE ICONIC BLINDFOLD WOOO

For someone who can turn literally invisible, they sure like losing their senses (and their mind) in bed with Milo shbskejskd

First time Sweetheart tries to get Milo in bongage, they use one of those ties that bind the wrists so he can't touch them, mid ride he rips them off and takes them right there bc he can't handle not touching them

Sweetheart likes having their face smushed on the bed, tongue out, moaning nonsense while Milo ruins them from behind

Milo absolutely loves seeing Sweetheart's hair all messy after, thinks its very cute and hot

Sweetheart goes crazy over eye contact during sex, so does Milo, he just growls, the knowledge of being watched by his mate WHILE he fucks them makes it all much more hotter

They both are pretty flexible, but Sweetheart is much more, Milo was once trying to position their legs, asking,, "how does this feel?" And they would say, "Lower..." and it led to a mating press with their legs all the way to their ears , gods

Sweetheart just gets a wave of pleasure when Milo spanks them, might be limited spanks but damn , the way they shiver or increase in pitch always catches Milo's attention (MILO THIGH SPANKER ARGAHAHH, ass too but he loves their thighs so much)

Belt.

You heard me.

B. E. L. T.

Especially Milo's belt.

He used it to hold them in place once, wrapping it around the under of their waist to keep them tight around him (cockwarming jwshsjsh TELL ME THE BOTH OF THEM WOULDNT LOVE THAT)

They love to watch him take off his belt, just the slow process of him painstakingly sliding it off his pants, and then when his pants are off, they let out a strong huff through the nose to not try to suck him through his boxers right then and there

He loves to see their noises turn into blissed-out ecstasy, like they're moaning his name and praises and then minutes later he's got them mumbling gibberish

They like to see this from him too, especially his growls when they roll their hips on him when they're riding in a certain way

Got this boy from groaning to moaning omg, voice breaking grip KSBSJSJ

They love to hear those strong huffs when he's about to cum, talk abt a rush or smth idk

Ok,,, am I done,, who knows

Enjoy 🐺💛

(Milo is best (wolf) boy mwah mwahh)

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted milo #redacted sweetheart #goobers #18+ #qhoa has words #oh gods

[helpimqueer]

"I am impertinent"

Y'ALLLLLLLLLL

#percy pjo #percy jackson #pjo #pjo series #leah sava jeffries #walker scobell #percy jackon and the olympians #percy and annabeth #its amazing #oh gods #im in love with him

[moyloi]

Day fourteen: red

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A self-indulgent post

#mates I’m going feral #oh gods #art #sketch #artist #artists on tumblr #bg3 tav #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #larian studios #dnd #sketchtober #halsin #bg3 halsin #halsin x tav #baldur’s gate halsin #bg3 halsin x tav #sketches

[puddle-turtle]

NEW CHALLENGE: INSANE IMPOSSIBLE ADVANCED LEVEL. DO YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE IT??????!!!!

START NOW!!!!!!

YOUR CHALLENGE: GET OUT OF BED. PUT THE PHONE DOWN. DO WHAT YOU SAID YOU'D DO AN HOUR AGO!

ONLY MASTERS CAN ATTEMPT THIS

#i am #so tired #executive dysfunction #please let me move #i have been #DOOMSCROLLING #for so so long #oh gods #adhd #adhd problems

[onlyzhuyilong]

#oh no #oh Gods #why did they put him in a white lab coat #a rhetorical question I know why it’s protocol for the lab but also …he looks good in it mmmmmm #Chopard how very dare you #zhu yilong #朱一龙 #朱一龍 #주일룡 #please stand by for the queue #that’s illegal

[klennnik]

#timothee chalamet #timothée chalamet #oh gods #venice film festival #bones and all #mine

[rightintheghoulies]

I really hope Tobias takes the band down the cybergoth route next...

Agree? Disagree? Ideas? Please reblog!

#oh gods #ghost #ghost band #papa v? #the band ghost #ghost the band #tender father #ghesties #ghumblr

[mamaangiwine]

I haven't been posting because I have been doing one single ritual for *weeks* (actually months now) and I have failed two times to do it consistently.

This is my third attempt. To fail again would mean cleansing myself and reorienting myself, because I cannot fail. It is not an option.

It is taking up all my time and space for magic and mystical thought.

Regardless though, I'm learning a lot...but c'mon. Who does this to themselves?

#magic #ritual #personal #oh gods #i think im gonna go the distance this time #but at what cost #hopefully not jinxing myself

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

[source]

#oh gods #arnas fedaravicius #the last kingdom #the last kingdom bts #sihtric #sihtric kjartansson

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

Me making a polls blog:

UPDATE SINCE I HAD DRAFTED THIS: I FORGOT TO TURN ON ASKS

Fixed now💀

#my posts #oh gods

[magpieinstitute]

I know I'm late to episode 38, but by God, I need to talk about how all the aliens are just lost kids and Arthur fucking Lester somehow made himself their father, and he's struggling to keep the kids healthy and happy. It's fucking mesmerizing how this tale unfolds and I must go scream now. Goodbye.

#malevolent podcast #arthur lester #eldritch children #oh gods #john doe malevolent

[moderndayisweird]

When you find out your 12 year old Mormon cousin got the "Song of Achilles" for Christmas and you just have to sit their internally screaming the whole time.

#achilles #the song of achilles #song of achilles #tsoa #tagamemnon #oh gods

[papermonkeyism]

Oh. Wow. I'm suddenly having. Some kind of emotions? Definetely multiple emotions. Many of them.

I'm not sure if I know how to describe this... But, like, in the ancient times of my childhood, back before internet ever got to be a thing. Pretty sure the village I grew up in had a grand total of, like, maybe two computers at the time. With the beige boxes for screens. BEFORE dial-up. I had just discovered the existence of fantasy genre thanks to my literature teacher (technically mother-tongue teacher, but I think that doesn't translate to english directly as English is a foreign language here so the meaning of the class isn't strictly the same BUT I DIGRESS) who had lent me the Hobbit and Lord of the Rings and I discovered there was in fact a fantasy shelf in the library, so I pretty much devoured most of the books I found there...

I was a MASSIVE fantasy fan. Still am, but back then I consumed so much more of the books. All of them. I was obsessed.

Like Special Interest™ level obsessed. Absolutely autistic amount, as you know. Except, as this was before internet happened to my world, there was nobody else I knew of who would also be interested, and somehow I guess I thought I was the only one reading this stuff.

At some point I kinda grew out of some of the prevalent tropes, and stopped reading (as much of) the books, and kinda fell out of the most intense obsession. Like I had a favourite book trilogy at one point that I absolutely adored as a kid, but which didn't really hold up after I re-read it somewhere around my later teens, and I found out I wasn't as into some of the tropes anymore. (like DnD alignment systems are fine for games built around battling but I prefer my stories without the "this entire race is evil and should be killed on sight" and such)

But the thing is, I haven't thought about those books specifically in twenty years. It was something only I had experienced and then gotten over, and didn't cast a thought about in two entire decades.

In hindsight, considering how much I like DnD now, it probably shouldn't surprise me this much and yet

But I just clicked some random pics of some art of drow elves and

What do you mean there's an actual fandom for stories of Drizzt Do'Urden? You're telling me that wasn't just some kind of childhood fever dream I had forever ago? Why do I recognize all these names of places and NPCs and stuff, that's not a real thing is it? These are Actual Memories I'm for some reason still having??? (oh gods, I'm suddenly getting flashbacks of tormenting my poor english teacher by asking her how to pronounce all the atupid drow names because "the author speaks english so I'm sure these names must have english pronounciation" I am so sorry...)

The fuck???

So.

I feel like I just failed a saving throw and took 3 d10 psychic damage.

I'm

What

#shut up paper #I'm just staring at a wall while my brain is doing all this remembering #Flashbacks to my most embarrassing teenage years #Oh gods #The Icewind Dale trilogy was once upon a time my mostest favourite thing #Followed by all the other books with the same characters that had been published by then #Ohgods

[constanzel]

New BTS photo.... I'm not looking respectfully here...

#he's delicious #yummy #oh gods #aziraphale #michael sheen #good omens #go2 #go2 bts

[laneynoir]

@legoriel-fan this is the one inspired by that link you tagged me in, so I blame you.

Legolas x reader: Not All Come Back.

Word count: 1279 (pretty short, oops)

He understands.

Finally he understands. What causes his fathers protective nature, the reason for his closing the borders of his kingdom. Why King Thranduil keeps those he cares for so close, so protected.

It has taken this. No arrows fire from Legolas' bow, as foes and friend alike make a barrier between himself and you, you who are locked in combat with a troll that is at least six times the size of yourself.

You take it down, but not without a sickening crack from your leg, broken by a final sweep from the horrid creature's mace.

Legolas cries you name, but despite his elven strength he cannot clear a path to your side. He is forced to pull his daggers free, slaying many, but not enough. Never enough.

You are unbable to stand, and glancing at your leg provides a hopeless sight. Not bothering to stiffle the sound of pain that escapes, you drag yourself against the troll and pull free your belt of knives.

Each throw finds a target, but there are only so many of the weapons, and the enemies are endless. Legolas fights against the tide as you loose the last knife. An orc steps close, jagged dagger in hand and malicious smirk on it's face.

Legolas is pressed in from all sides, silver in his hands flashing on auto pilot, he cannit move.

He can only watch.

The orc stomps on the already shattered leg and your body wrenches in pain. You lash out with a half spear from the ground, the orc dodges to the side, but to late and his side is slashed open.

Ripping the weapon from your grasp, it mimicks the movement, cutting your stomach open. It's other hand still holds the knife, which he applies to your face; slicing from right below your hairline, through your brow and down to your chin.

Back. He's been pushed further away, the tide of battle will not allow him closer, but he needs to, he needs to get to you. The accursed orc kicks you, hitting the wound. You roll a few feet before landing, absolutly still.

The Eagles have come, but Legolas does not notice. The majestic birds however, do notice the sound that next escapes the fair prince's body; it is the sound of a shattered heart, breaking the body.

And Legolas understands.

Suddenly by his side is a red haired windmill of fury and determination. Axe hewing oponents with a will, Gimli shouting in Khuzdul.

When a small area is cleared, the dwarf kneels, Legolas taking only a moment to see the idea. Once he does, he feels enough love for the dwarven race to orchestrating an epic balled in their honor, maybe thirteen of them.

"You are mad," Legolas says placing a foot into the double hold of Gimli's hands. "But bright stars I am as well. Away!"

And on his shout, he is launched into the air. The weight of elves is very little, and coupled with the strength of a dwarf the effort is more than sufficient to send Legolas tweanty feet into the air.

Drawing the bow of Lothlórien the orc falls dead before it can touch you again, the next two orcs follow their fellow to deaths door before Legolas touches the ground, a third joins quickly.

You lie still as a corpse, and for a time he thinks that is all he protects. That is all he can see, your face mangled and bloodied so that he cannt even discern your features, but at last his quick eyes catch the shallow choke of breath. 

Hope renewed -though still shallow- he stand by your body until the ground shakes and the forces of Mordor retreat. Until the Eagles collect the hobbits. Until Aragorn is running to Legolas, and a short while later you also are in the sky.

Though there is little chance that you will live, he sees the dispare in Aragorn's eyes.

He cannot leave.

Four weeks you have laid in the bed in comatose state, no recogniton for anything, the only sighn of life is your now steady heartbeat, and steady rise and fall of your chest.

The wound on your side misty healed, and all cuts and bruises have now faded, but your face...

Wraped in bandage, skin reknit by nothing less than magic and the work of a wizard, an elven lord, and, to Legolas relief, an Elvenking. At the three week mark, Legolas asks if there is a way to wake you preemptively.

"Not that I see. And indeed the pain of healing would be... Highly unfortunate. Unconsciousness is, in this case, a blessing." Legolas nodds wairaly at Elrond's words, but does not look away from you. Elrond sighs and leaves the room.

Elves can go long without sleep, but this is far to long, and though Elrond worries after the moral stansing of such a plan, Thranduil is not above drugging his own son.

"Four weeks Elrond,"

"Yes Thranduil I know, however-"

The king waves a gracefully impatient hand. "Four weeks my son has gone without proper nourishment, and no rest to think of. I will not tolerate my son's ill health because of your stubbornness."

Elrond rubbs his temples, Thranduil's voice carries still the tone of a King, but there is such worry beneath the surface that the effect is somewhat lessened. "Alright, I concede, " at the last Elvenking's smug look Elrond scowls. "I still remember exactly how to do so. After all I've had practice. Your famil2u is rather self destructive under mourning, Mellon"

A tilt of the head. "Your administering the tonic after my Maereth passed is exactly what gives me this idea. Legolas is far to muvh like me for anyone's comfort, and I cannot loose him," the piercing blue eyes make contact with Elrond's, they glisten. "Not to the loss of his love, and especially if there still is hope still."

A short while later, when a caring Sam apears with a cup of tea, Legolas has not the heart to turn him away. Elrond smirks despite himself when Thranduil moves his son over to the cot in the corner, covering him gently.

Though Legolas is decidedly displeased when he wakes, he is eventually convinced to take at least a two-hour rest each day, or the threat of removing him from your side will be carried through.

As fate -and the author- would have it, when Legolas has finally layed his head down to sleep (on his own, no more druging thank you father) he hears a movement from the the bed on which you lay.

He's never moved so quickly as this moment, kneeling beside you he grasps your hand, staring anxiously.

"Legolas?"

He moves his head in a movement of affirmation. "Yes Meleth, it is me."

You sit up, and Legolas startled as you rub your eyes vigorously. "Y/n, don't, you are unjured still!" Your breath has vecome eratic, and worried he calls for the guard outsude the door to fetch Elrond.

He snatches your hands away from your face befire you can open the healing wounds. Whispering your name brings yoyr attention back to him.

"Legolas, I cannot see. I cannot see anything."

His heart stops for a moment, before, "Worry not, it is dark still I'm sure your eyesight will be fine my love. It us only temporary."

Elrond arives, immediately checking over your person. When he places a hand in your forehead, tilting your head back, his face is grave. It is not much larer when he leaves, unable to do anything.

You are permenantly blind.

#this sucks and i know it #oh gods #legolas x reader #legolas x you #legolas #elrond #thranduil #my fic #NOT a recomendation