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kkoct-ik · 5 months
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absolutely insane i get to draw headscarves again
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locustradio · 3 months
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heizouz · 8 months
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begging for sub lyney + praise kink i'd do Anything
nsfw sub!lyney + gn!reader, praise, lots of praise, dumb lyney
this isn't my favourite piece but lyney is all i can think about recently so i just had to get this out as fast as possible. thank u SM for this req bc it's just made me think abt how much of a praise kink he'd have lorddd... n e way i hope this is okay!!.. <33
"you did so good today."
lyney thinks he will burst if one more compliment falls from your lips. you're close—too close. your hands are all over him, teasing the buttons of his shirt, tugging at his belt loops, tracing along the lines of his jaw. he's so flustered, worked up, adrenaline still flooding through his body from his previous performance.
his hat and shoulder cape have been discarded on the makeup desk behind him, your eagerness not giving him any time to take a breath as you'd hurried him into his dressing room and painted his face with needy kisses. lyney had laughed, pushing you away to cheekily ask if you'd enjoyed the performance that much; his cockiness soon fading once the praises started tumbling out between desperate kisses against his skin.
your thigh is between lyney's parted legs, his back against the makeup desk; hands fisting the material of your shirt at your shoulders as he grinds against your thigh. he's whimpering, soft and embarrassed—a complete switch to his usual confident on stage persona and you can't help but feel the wave of pride at the way lyney can't seem to look up, fixated on the way he moves so obediently for you.
"look at you." you sigh, head tilting as you watch him fall apart against your leg. your eyes are soft but dark, taking in the desperate cant of his hips and pretty gasps with every movement.
you're not even doing anything. lyney does all the work—working himself along your thigh, fingers curling into your shirt, eyebrows furrowed with concentration to make himself finish.
he'd been so stressed for his performance, so it'd been your plan all along to let it be known how well he did. the relief of finally getting his act done was clear as lyney was so accepting to relieve himself, to let you reward him for such a good show.
"just like that," you whisper. your hand tilts his head to finally look up at you, his eyes glassy and needy, "my pretty lyney."
lyney flushes at the praise, breath hitching, "st-stop, please." though his thrusts never seem to slow, hips only stuttering a little.
you take note of that, eyebrows raising when you flicker your gaze to his desperate grinding, "you want to stop?" you press your thigh harder against him, leaning impossibly closer across body, "but you're doing such a good job for me, darling."
"mh-hah-" lyney whines, loud, at the feeling of your thigh pressing hard against his cock straining against his shorts. he doesn't seem to realise how pitchy he's getting, brain fuzzy and too focused on you and your close body and the praises and his need to show you how even better he can be.
lyney can't think when you press your hand over his mouth to stifle his increasing moans. your chest presses against his and although he never seizes to slow the movement of his hips, your close proximity and the weight of your body pressing him hard against the makeup desk forces his eyes to roll back at the friction of your thigh against his cock. he can feel himself dripping against the material of his shorts, so incredibly close to breaking from just the press of your thigh alone. the thought would've flooded him with embarrassment if he could think properly.
you force him to keep eye contact, his eyes lidded and glossed over, the only thing separating you being your hand covering his mouth. your eyebrows furrow a little at the halt of his hips, "hm? don't stop, dove. you're being so perfect for me."
he feels so hot, his throat is closed up, unable to form a coherent word except the muffled whimpers and whines. his brain is muddled, the previous anxiety of a bad performance completely erased because now he's being good for you, he's so perfect, he's doing such a good job.
and to top it off, you lean in close when he starts to rock his hips at your command, whispering the words, "good boy." and lyney could cry.
lyney's eyes threaten to close, eyebrows scrunched and pretty breathy whimpers bleed past your hand over his mouth at the words, hips stuttering against your leg. purple irises gloss over with tears of pleasure, everything all too much and all you can do is smirk a little at how fucked out the usual suave and charming magician is.
"'m gonna-" lyney mumbles behind your hand, breath quickening and he pleads with his eyes, words stopping halfway to moan noisily.
"ah-ah!" you rip away his chance suddenly, hand dropping from his mouth and you back up slightly so you're no longer situated between his legs. lyney whines, bucking into the air at the loss of friction, eyes pooling with tears.
"n-no, please, please." lyney's desperate, voice broken and whiny.
"not yet, dove. 'need to get these off." you play with the belt loops of his shorts, tugging him a little closer. you smile wolfishly, going to pull the material down, "i need to reward you properly."
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that-spiderdog · 2 months
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What do you think of your sweetheart angel ? I call the reader’s spider name the spiderangel .
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"Ah, my sweet angel... I love them so much... They're so pretty and cute and hot and nice and kind and awesome and incredible and lovely and adorable an-" [ He keeps rambling about his partner for a little too long... ]
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andorerso · 6 months
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I've seen those ship bingos going around (fun!!) but there wasn't enough... me-flavored opinions so I decided to make one too
feel free to reblog and play <3
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puppycheesecake · 5 months
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OC Connections CAS Challenge 👥
Looking to populate your world? Flesh out your character? Are you just bored and want to fuck around in CAS? Then have I got a challenge for you!
Pick an OC and then make their:
👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 Mom and/or Dad
👺 Evil Twin
👯 (Non-Evil) Fraternal Twin
💕 Best Friend
🔪 Mortal Enemy
🍎 Favorite Teacher
🏠 Least Favorite Neighbor
💍 Crush (past or present)
💼 Coworker
🐈 Pet
🎸 Favorite Musician
🦄 Childhood Imaginary Friend
👷‍♀️ Worker They Say Hi To Everyday (mailman, barista, etc.)
📺 Star Of Their Favorite TV Show
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thresholdbb · 23 days
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In the spirit of First Contact Day (and in the aftermath of boop-stravaganza), please interact with this if you post about Star Trek and/or we should be mutuals. LLAP I love you all
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tinystepsforward · 2 months
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please tell tumblr staff i appreciate them and i’m sorry their boss is a fucking moron.
(this is about this post)
i'll tell the ones i know <3
i would really love if people stopped tagging staff into angry rants, or using "fuck staff" tags, but i know that's probably not going to happen. more specifically i would love people to stop making threats against individual staff members, especially trans ones!
it's already difficult enough to be where they are now without the weight of being piled on in reaction to something that isn't their fault, that hurts them in ways it doesn't hurt the average tumblr user. i disagree with a hell of a lot of my ex-colleagues about a lot of things and am far more radical than the majority of them but none of them deserve this. it's honestly just fucking weird. like i don't care what the political opinions of an individual amazon employee are, i'm not acting like even the most bigoted shithead working in a warehouse is personally responsible for the way amazon is ruining lives — or that their life isn't one of the ones being ruined.
the one thing matt is right about is that unbridled, thoughtless hostility toward all staff makes it harder to retain people who can improve tumblr. in particular, marginalised staff get enough of this shit in other parts of their life and no amount of wanting to change shit for the better is worth dealing with this for. we burn out faster and harder under lateral violence than people who aren't affected will.
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shirecorn · 9 months
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WHY DO PEOPLE KEEP PRACTICING POOR INTERNET SAFETY AROUND ME
I don't want to know a teenager's age and state. I don't want to see your shirtless 6 year old daughter. I don't want to see kids selfies.
AND I DON'T WANT TO KNOW YOUR TRIGGERS, TRAUMAS, AND ILLNESSES.
stop stop stop stop stop JUST STOPIT
This isn't stuff I've stumbled on this is all shit that has been sent directly to me, unprompted, by people I'm friendly toward but don't consider friends. They don't know anything about me except that i am AN ADULT MAN
I CLAIM to be nice. I SAY I work at a cat shelter (what's more trustworthy than that?) but nobody verifies any of this!! They don't know my name, they can't look me up in a registry. I could be lying about all of it!
If you wouldn't show it to a known predator, please for the love of god don't show it to an unknown stranger. I am!!! A stranger!!
Even if you are friends with someone and you know about their work, school, personal life, family situation, friends, health, orientation, etc etc. If you haven't verified that ALWAYS CONSIDER IT MIGHT BE LIES. A predator could pretend to be a teenage girl and tell you about their day at school and the teacher that annoys them and it could be ALL LIES
What freaks me out is that I present myself exactly as I am. I am an adult man. And people still send me this. WHY ARE YOU SENDING THIS TO SOMEONE ON THE INTERNET. I'm ok knowing you as Tigerhawk17 I don't need to know your name and face and age and location please please please
DID YOU ASK YOUR SIX YEAR OLD IF YOU COULD SEND SHIRTLESS PICTURES OF HER TO A MAN ON THE INTERNET?
DOES SHE UNDERSTAND HOW BAD THAT IS???
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leavingautumn13 · 1 year
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some low effort emmet and elesa while i wait for my coffee to kick in
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charrfie · 20 days
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l3irdl3rain · 16 days
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wow Persephone, you get TWO thyroid tumors? save some for the rest of us,,,,,,
(I hope her tumors are manageable/treatable! good luck to you and the little lady)
She is SO special. Also I am going to use your ask as an info dump. As always, I have no actual formal education. So this is what I know from my job / from talking to doc. So don’t take my word as law for any of this bc I may have gotten some things mixed up.
Surgery is an option actually, but only for one tumor. When he takes out the thyroid tumor he also ends up removing the parathyroid. She needs to keep at least one of those, which is why he can only remove one tumor. I also could probably find a specialist who could remove both tumors and leave both parathyroids intact
The tumors are usually begin, but we’d send it out just to make sure it really is. And before we do surgery we’ll want to do bloodwork as well as take chest radiographs and make sure she would A) survive surgery, and B) not be putting her through a surgery when she’s only got a month or two left to live.
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FigAyda headcannons!!!!! (Please)
Oooh fun! Thanks!
Fig is so so careful with her words when she first asks Ayda to come to one of her concerts. Like, consults Jawbone to make sure she’s explaining enough but not overexplaining anything. Ends up with something like “I would really like you to attend my concert on (date). I do know that it might be outside of your comfort zone, and I know that we have agreed to help each other step out of our comfort zones occasionally, which is why I feel like I can ask. However, I know that it might be a step too far out for you and you will not offend me if you say no to this. But I absolutely would enjoy the knowledge that you were there, listening while I play.” Ayda is touched by the care she puts in, and says yes. Fig makes sure to introduce her to Zelda, beforehand, so she knows she will have someone familiar wherever she ends up. She gives options of sitting backstage, in seats, or near the stage. She even makes sure Ayda has access to ear plugs and noise canceling headphones, if she wants them. They go to a local rare book store in the town they’re visiting before the concert, and Fig is so happy to just watch her girlfriend look at old books for hours. Ayda has a great time, especially since Zelda is there, but only attends the occasional concert. And Fig is absolutely content with her doing this.
Fig has a tendency to “sneak” off to Compass Points, on Leviathan, some weekends when she has nothing else going on. The reason “sneak” is in quotes, is that she always shoots Gilear a text before she does it. However, she tends to do it on weekends when she already knows he left his phone and keys at school, or gets incredibly lucky and he just doesn’t check it because it’s under a floorboard somehow and Cathilda hasn’t found it yet. Sandra Lynn is getting fed up with this habit. Gorthalax honestly thinks it’s funny.
Ayda is always excited to find out what Fig is learning in her classes. She is fascinated by how things are taught to young adventurers, especially since she is entirely self-taught. This actually causes Fig to go to one bard class a week, just so she can answer the questions that Ayda asks, because she adores the look Ayda gets when she’s asking these questions. She also adds a wizard class, in addition to the barbarian classes, just so she can see if Ayda is missing anything by not going to school (she isn’t, but Ayda is touched that Fig thought to check it out). Fig’s homework grades actually also go up as a result of this.
Often, their dates will entail sitting quietly in Mordred, or at Compass Points, while Fig writes music and Ayda does research. They bounce ideas off of each other, not really looking for specific feedback, just needing to say things aloud. They both always feel the most inspired in doing their work when this is how they work. But they do get distracted and make out a good 50% of the time.
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introspectivememories · 11 months
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BERNARD GETS THE MARINA IN THE DIVORCE CANON!!!
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lycheedr3ams · 9 months
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Just saw your post about your almost own Konig. Can you make some headcanons about Konig being the sweet quiet butcher at the store? Could be a customer or a coworker vibing?
thank you lovely anon for this ask~
SFW answered below the cut! i'm definitely not giggling at 1am as i write this
also i took the inspiration from the sweet quiet butcher who liked me when i worked at a grocery store, so thank you to him (he really was so sweet tho....)
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butcher!konig who couldn't take his eyes off of you on your first day working at the grocery store you'd been going to for years. the way you looked so eager to learn from your coworkers, and the way you smiled at customers just captured his heart. how you always came in with your hair nicely done and smelling like your favorite perfume.
butcher!konig who comes in everyday with his own knives, perfectly sharp and taken care of. you noticed him walking around with his little black case of knives for work but couldn't work up the courage to ask about them. he would catch you staring sometimes as you watched him cut meat with ease, like he was cutting through butter.
butcher!konig who tried to learn things about you from your coworkers, such as your hobbies and interests. he approached you eventually and loved the way your eyes lit up as you talked about the things you liked. most of your conversations were just you talking to him. he was too shy to talk about himself.
butcher!konig would talk to you throughout the day during every single shift, not caring the way his coworkers stared at him or how his boss would scold him for talking too much to the new girl.
butcher!konig who tried to impress you with stories of how much he could bench press, and who randomly threw his butcher coat to you and started doing numerous push-ups with ease right in the middle of the grocery store to impress you.
butcher!konig who showed off his tattoos to you on his toned biceps in the back of the grocery store one day. he stayed deathly quiet with an intense blush when you gently touched them innocently in wonder.
butcher!konig who made sure to say goodbye to you whenever he left for the day. no matter where you were, he'd find you in the store and smile shyly as he tried to find a way to ask you out. but the words would die on his lips as he overthought it.
butcher!konig who would tease you and try to make you laugh whenever you were having a rough shift. if a customer was ever yelling at you, he'd come over and tower behind you, immediately intimidating the customer and sending them back with their tail between their legs. it made his day with the way you'd smile up at him and thank him.
butcher!konig who asked you for a hug on your last day at the grocery store. he finally had the courage to ask for your number, which you gladly gave to him after you hugged his solid form.
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this was my first time doing an ask in this style, i hope you enjoyed!
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Ship bingo let’s go
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