#oop.

[shadowkira]

You'll never guess what I'm fixating on tonight...

#Oop. #🫣 #Karlach #Karlach Cliffgate #NSFT #She deserves a long tongue with some body mod imo. #My Sketches #Shadowkira Fanart

[goldshadows]

anyway kim is giving out mom hugs who wants one

#harley's mama for all those unaware ↑ #she suddenly came to life after that video so. #oop. #the beastie boys died for my right to party. / munchie‚ general.

[orpheuslament]

as a gay person, i know what its like to fall in love with a white twink after spending one afternoon with them. thats why this month im partnering with pete wentz from fall out boy to

#fall out boy #pete wentz #do i dare tag it #mikey way #oop. #dante.txt

[astxrwar]

hm. thought too hard about 50+ y.o. gray-haired senator bucky. have to lie down

#astxrwar.txt #bucky barnes #that post that’s like ‘how old sre you anyway’ ‘old enough to be your father’ *changes background to love* ‘really sweetheart?’ #yes. really. #old men. sorry. hornyjail.jpeg #the deets are independent journalist doing a biography #w elements of hero worship. but only in the beginning. and bucky being very used to people wanting to hear about steve #but not about him. so he’s kinda into it. im disregarding peggy!cap bc it doesn’t fit the #~psychological elements~ of the narrative #i saw old man buck in what if and went ‘would.’ #also im just on a flustered n easily overwhelmed!RC x guy who gets off on the power differential kick rn. shrug emoji #almost want to take it a step further with pointed and intentional teasing re: age gap via ‘kid/kiddo’ but #did that once and pretty sure it made ppl angry enough that there’s a vaguepost out there partially abt me 😭 #oop. #anyway

[esoterium]

addicted to the knife?

// so.. a certain someone made a graverobber. and..um. i screamed in amber sweet. and a sideblog happened. lemme know if you want a link. she's um... she's there! and i'm howling!!!! cause it's been FOREVER AND A DAAAAAAAAAAAY since i've waited for dis...

ps. she is very much divergent from the original repo with a new face and split off from t.z. cause fuck that guy.

#ohh man. it happened so fast. #a;flkjgaglj #oop. #i'm not even sorry. #insert joey gif. #one from the writer's desk (ooc)

[thattravelinghome]

Magic anon

Become a bird for 2 asks

[Boss-]

Itll take effect when the cat one is over *pat pat*

#oop. #guess i get to draw a bird him as well lmao #2 #W.Home

[designedparadigm]

fellas we did it. part 1 of my ghost era

#out / kings decree #casual ghost? yeah. #then i take it off and it's johnny hair #oop.

[godkilller]

HE COULDN'T AVOID THE OTHER ANY LONGER, his old captain seemed persistent in trying to get him alone. Between Gin being attached to Rangiku's hip (or, rather, vice versa...) and him needing to be escorted any time they went to captain's meetings ---- finding the ex-traitor alone was a rarity, yet inevitable as the day wound itself down. The sunset was blood red, a reminder, a haunting as Gin stopped in his steps and dared to glance back at the man who once again wore the Fifth Division's haori. Remarkable, that any of the Visored chose to return and become reinstated, let alone the fact that Hirako Shinji wished to come back to the establishment which exiled and abandoned him and his comrades in light of Aizen's twisted betrayal. That night... Gin could still hear their howling whilst Aizen admonished the fallen and freshly Hollowfied captain for never seeking to truly understand him. Funny how they were both, separately, completely ruined by Aizen Sousuke. But Gin wouldn't play the victim here, it was far easier to fall into the role of villain when looked upon with such disgust. He knew he deserved it.

❝ Have somethin' you wanna say to me, cap'n Hirako? ❞

@gyakusama

#[ roleplay ] predator; murder on his mind & hymns on his tongue #[ verse: redemption ] i am healing by mistake; rome is also built on ruins #oop.

[culmors]

@starlyht : you seriously don’t believe me ? - vivi .

cornelius takes a short glance around before his eyes fall on her, response a bit delayed. "i mean no offense," hands raise palms out and then fall in defense of his words, "just that with the way everything looks...." he trails off, leaving the accusation hanging in the air.

#verse i. #starlyht #OOP.

[elvisabutler]

Hello! This is the anon from the bondage ask. All I will say is that my bisexual ass was NOT PREPARED FOR THAT😳 I'm honestly surprised there aren't more Elvis & Priscilla poly fics out there. This was really good! Might I be able to request more please? With reader all wrapped up for them? Thanx again lovely! -B💖

i did say the limit was three overall in general for the gala and gave you a special permission to be like but actually can i have a little more intense. but also my own bisexual ass was not prepared for it because trust me that was gonna go in a completely different direction. but thank you for the compliment! and as you requested one ( 1 ) reader all wrapped up for elvis and priscilla. again, mildly tame, but i keep thinking these are too long so i cut myself off. and also i have no idea other than poly fics can be tricky in my experience? much like the actual irl relationships. i don't know but i now love them now that i have decided yes, we're gonna go with this trio and run with it.

bondage kink pt. 2 - austin elvis ft olivia priscilla ( see also: now i'm caught in between )

tw: bondage, a bit of rope play so to speak. it's not as light as the last time. so be cautious. possessiveness maybe?

after that one moment on the bus you had not been counting on anything else happening. you had hoped at the very least to keep elvis as your- well your sugar daddy and maybe just be on good terms with priscilla. never ever in your wildest dreams did you think that two weeks later while in elvis' lap he'd ask you what will go down in the history of your life as the strangest question you've ever been asked.

"'cilla wants me to bring you home to graceland, you alright with that sugar?" his hands grip your hips, preventing you from grinding against his clothed cock in order to distract him from you not wanting to answer the question.

you pause and blink slowly. "did- i'm hallucinating. i know you did not just ask me to come to graceland and that priscilla wanted me there. that your wife wants your girlfriend there."

his answering chuckle tells you that you're wrong. you heard him perfectly well. he was telling the truth. "i know what i said, darlin'. my wife wants my girlfriend there." he pauses and his lips move to your earlobe, nipping at the skin below it and the lobe itself before he continues with a whisper. "her birthday is coming up and i owe her a present. asked her what she wanted, you wanna know what she said? she said fire eyes, i want your sugar, our sugar all wrapped up for me to unwrap with you. and you wanna know what i said?"

you can't help the way your breath hitches at being called their sugar before you nod, unsure of your ability to form the proper words in this moment.

"anything for my birdie. i'll give my birdie whatever she wants. i'll give her our sugar as a present. you'd like that wouldn't you? i hear your heart stuttering, mama. you wanna be our sugar? not just mine?"

"what's the ca-" he silences your question with a light kiss as his grip tightens once more.

"no catch, baby. 'cilla wants you and i want you and i want to make my satnin happy." he pauses and kisses you with a little more force this time as he lowers you and allows you to grind with him controlling the speed. "what's the answer, sugar?"

"yes, please." is all you can force out as you find yourself getting more than a little distracted by elvis kissing your neck and not letting go of your hips.

which leads us to the present moment of you being on what is the biggest bed you've ever been on or will ever be on in your entire life with priscilla goddamn presley standing over you. elvis had told her to wait downstairs when he took you up here. she had mildly pouted before he whispered something in her ear that relaxed her face and allowed her to become ever the great hostess.

elvis for his part had debated how he wanted to tie you up, priscilla wanted a present to unwrap but how did she want to unwrap it. he settled for something simple. your hands bound in the front with loose fitting ropes around your arms. an ascot he had ripped in haste one night held together your ankles. the restraints were loose, nothing like what you and priscilla had done to him that day on the bus but that was the point. you couldn't get out of the restraints but priscilla could untie you as slowly as she wanted.

"aren't you the cutest thing." you hear priscilla practically croon as she climbs onto the bed and toys with the restraints on your hands. "did elvis do this all for me?"

you nod, biting your lip as you look at hers. "he did. i'm your present that you asked for all wrapped up for you." a pause. "can i get some sugar, priscilla? please?"

she smiles and kisses you ever so softly. "when you ask that nicely how i am i supposed to deny you anything?"

"you're not." you laugh before trying to move closer to her. "i want to touch you. i want-"

elvis slides into the bed behind you and tuts as he kisses your neck. "satnin's birthday, sugar, not yours. gotta let her decide what she wants to do with you."

you shudder before nodding and letting your head move just a smidge so elvis can continue his onslaught that you see priscilla watching intently. her lips purse for a moment before she leans down and kisses the other side of your neck and down toward your chest.

"i say we leave the restraints on for a bit, don't you baby? wanna see what noises we can have our sugar make for us before we let her touch us. touch me." she moves so that she's leaning over you and kisses elvis with a quick peck that he turns into more when he grabs her chin and pulls her in just a bit.

you groan below them only to have the pair of them just look down at your face and grin. elvis speaks first, as his hand ghosts over your skin. "be a good girl, hm? and we'll untie you."

priscilla leans over you once more and gives you another kiss. "you're my favorite present, i want to take my time. please, baby?"

you let her, you let her because you get it. you get how elvis for all his faults might actually give her the world. and if that included you and having you at priscilla's mercy. well, that's what his birdie wanted.

besides, it's not like this exact scenario wasn't exactly what their sugar wanted too.

#ally's 500 follower gala #austin!elvis x olivia!priscilla x reader #austin butler #olivia dejonge #austin elvis x reader #olivia priscilla x reader #ally answers asks #honestly real talk anon you request it again someone is getting some sort of onscreen action probably. #guess this is just what i write now. #these three. #oop. #ally writes

[moleshow]

#oop.

[goldstrikes]

i accidentally slept twelve hours

#oop. #waylon is disappointed in me

[kalgalen]

just wanted to let you know the google form on your commission page is currently closed!

wasn't sure if you were just only looking for email inquiries right now or if you had just forgotten to re-open the form for the stained glass style stuff

Oh right i did forget! Thank you for reminding me 🙏

#ask #Oop.

[after-witch]

Things the Smiling Man from the Small Spaces has canonically done

Milked a cow

Squirted fresh cow milk straight into a cat’s mouth

Driven a car

Eaten pancakes without permission

Indirectly murdered a man

#small spaces #katherine arden #I kinda forgot about that last one #oop. #idk if I should call it directly or indirectly #I mean it was all his fault

[ghcstlyhearts]

closed starter for @mortiiferas ( nyx x luc! ) event: masquerade ball

"Finally," Nyx whined, hooking his fingers through the loops of Luc's trousers, pulling him closer to him. He was able to spot his best friend from a mile away, desperate to spend time with the other. Trying not to dwell on it too much, Nyx briefly presses his lips to the other's, pulling away slightly to look at him fully. "You look... like I'm not the first person you've made out with," Ignoring the jealousy that clawed at his chest, Nyx let out a forced laugh. "Have I got competition?"

#threads; onyx coldwell. #thread; nyx ft. luc. #oop.

[halliwel]

who wanna be affiliates- oop.

#OOP.