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tastesinks · 2 years
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hold  tight  for  this  ride...   @cultsong​
dark  eyes  take  in  the  image  before  him.  beautiful  being  beneath  his  body,  unraveling,  whimpering,  whining.  begging.  he  liked  it  when  they  begged.  loved  to  hear  how  needy  the  other  got.  '  i’ve  barely  touched  you,  puppy.  '  he  coos.  and  it’s  true,  eren’s  hands  have  been  traveling  up  and  down  their  body.  but  never  in  the  places  they  begged  for.  never  in  the  places  that  needed  attention.  eren  calculates  his  moves.  everything  is  precise  and  everything  has  a  reasoning.  rory’s  shirtless  beneath  him,  but  still  clad  in  their  underwear.  eren  was  still  fully  clothed,  a  black  button  up  hugging  tight  to  his  body  with  a  pair  of  slacks  accenting  long  limbs.  long  night  at  the  office.  made  his  baby  upset  by  coming  home  late.  but  eren  was  gonna  make  it  all  better.  in  time.  pink  lips  attach  to  the  skin  of  their  neck,  trailing  down  and  leaving  love  bites  along  pale  skin.  mine.  everyone  would  soon  know  who  rory  belonged  to.  lips  travel  down  his  stomach,  stopping  right  at  the  waistband  of  rory’s  underwear.  brown  hues  look  up.  '  does  it  hurt?  '  asks  in  a  soft  honey-soaked  tone.  he  knows  it  does,  the  way  rory’s  strained  against  the  fabric  was  enough  to  tell  eren.  but  he  asks  anyway.  wants  to  make  rory  feel  pathetic.  index  finger  ghosts  lightly  over  the  length  bulging  through  his  underwear.  '  you’re  gonna  be  good  for  me,  right  puppy?  '  without  warning,  eren  presses  an  open  mouthed  kiss  to  their  length,  dragging  his  lower  lip  along  the  length  in  a  tantalizing  slow  matter.  crawls  back  over,  hovering  over  rory.  lips  ghost  over  his  nose,  places  a  tender  kiss.  '  what  do  you  want?  use  your  words,  princess.  '
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marypsue · 6 months
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Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.
All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.
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1zashreena1 · 18 days
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some days you're just not fit for human consumption
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warriorblood1 · 5 months
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im playing disco elysium for the first time and it might be too early to call it but i think ive come across the funniest goddamn exchange in the game
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Beautiful from Ordinary Days
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deimosatellite · 3 months
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o yea bird guy
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littlecranelady · 7 months
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Pearl from spongebobs adoptive parent 3 months on HRT like do you feel it now Mrs. Crabs
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excalisi · 30 days
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it's a fun hc of mine that during dick's robin days, he went through the "omg i wish i had a cool secret language so i can have secret conversations with my friends" phase all kids go through. but one of his closest friends at the time also happened to be the batman, a guy with possibly the most bizarrely diverse arsenal of skills in the world. bruce sees the merit in the entire idea of a coded language to communicate rudimentary information when they can hear but not see each other. so why not make a code built on bird vocalizations? it's pretty much incomprehensible to anyone without a trained ear or comprehensive knowledge of birding and impossible to even passably mimic without proper training, so while the chances of interception are high, the chances of someone understanding it enough to interrupt during the middle of a bird-convo and feed false information are not.
it also, batman and robin come to realize, feeds into the "holy fuck our vigilantes are cryptids" idea. bird sounds that come from seemingly no determinable location (ventriloquism) come to mean batman and robin are nearby. to the goons of gotham, bird song becomes inextricably connected to getting your ass kicked by the dynamic duo. the real reason why criminals don't operate during the day is because they get skittish and jumpy about if the sounds of birds chirping are real birds or some masked vigilantes lying in wait to rock your shit, and it's just easier to commit crimes during the night when all the birds are asleep so you know for sure.
ornithologists have boards on their bedrooms dedicated to the bird-bats of gotham. they've written dissertations.
the bird language becomes a bit of a batfamily bonding connection. teaching each other how to do different clicks and whistles, making up slang so bruce and barbara can't complain of clogging up comms with non-mission relevant talk, searching up birds to associate them with different people, psychologically terrorizing the criminal populace of gotham by chirping at them...
how the bird code works is that there's a bird assigned to each one of gotham's major heavy hitter criminals and vigilantes, and a few assigned to heroes out of the city (by which i mean the ones the bats associate with often enough to have a sign to address by). the only birds i've got so far are the robin (for robin. self-explanatory) and the glistening-green tanager (for the joker). i only have one for the joker bc i wanted to reference this hc in one of my fics and so searched up green birds to find the most eye-searingly annoying-to-look-at green bird i could find, and the glistening-green tanager was the closest one to fit the bill.
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otaku553 · 12 days
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Luffy week day 4:
Emotion
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charlietheepicwriter7 · 3 months
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The Joker was apprehended, sitting on the ground as Batman guarded him, but the kid--"Bruce Wayne's newest ward, how tragic! Hehehe!"--was nowhere to be found. Nightwing and Red Hood desperate searched the warehouse until a shuffling noise grabbed their attention.
A kid, black haired just like the kid in the Joker's broadcast, crawling out of a pile of boxes. "Is it over?" the boy asked quietly.
Nightwing guided him to the only exit, unfortunately walking past the boy's own kidnapper. "Yeah, kid. It's over. Come on-"
Like a shot, the boy rushed the Joker and kicked him right in the balls.
The Joker wheezed like a dying squeaky toy. Red Hood froze. Nightwing immediately snatched the boy up by the armpits, but all that did was give the boy the height to attack again, punting Joker in the jaw. The clown went down and cracked his head on the floor. He did not get back up.
There was a moment of silence before Red Hood roared with laughter, his helmet distorting the sound.
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biplet · 1 year
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“Straws give you wrinkles” “sunlight gives you age spots” “smiling with your eyes gives you laugh lines” okay but what if I did that. What if I drank Vanilla Coke from a bendy straw and danced in the sunlight and laughed with reckless abandon. What then. We all age we all get wrinkles we all grow old and dammit I will do it with the sun on my face and the joy of life at my back
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pandadrake · 2 months
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Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021) Post-Credits Scene (Colorized)
Been wanting to draw a thing including that cursed MCU Peter photo for a while.
Tumblr ate the image in my last post so here it is again.
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magspeaches · 2 months
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Jumpscare
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raziraphale · 11 months
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Tag your age if you wanna bc I was just thinking about how I have used floppy disks before (I'm 25 and used them in elementary computer lab) but my 22 y.o. brother hasn't which is so weird to me like 3 years isn't a long time at all to me
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jonnywaistcoat · 14 days
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Jonny, I stumbled apon your blog on complete accident and it may have been the best accident of my life. I have but one burning question I must know-
What is your favourite animal?
Oof, what a question - there are some real bangers out there in the ol' animal kingdom.
As a kid I was very into tigers. Loved those big stripy fellas - my grandmother used to cut out pictures of tigers from magazines and present them to me in a manila folder when I visited. I never asked her to do this and didn't have any use for the pictures, but she gave me a lot of them.
Penguins are also up there - waddling around having a good time. Feeding time at the penguin habitat is always a highlight of any zoo visit. Sure, maybe they make houses out of their own shit, but who are you to judge?
Seals as well, especially when they're fully in orb mode. Just wobbly ocean friends!
Plus, if I'm down the aquarium anyway, I always make a beeline for the pacu fish. Big, dumb motherfuckers just swimming about like idiots - they bring me a lot of joy. Plus I recently discovered they have human-like teeth, so that's a win for team Your Nightmares.
Also sharks. Every week is Shark Week if you're not a coward.
In the end, though, if I had to pick a current favourite, the one that brings a smile to my face even in its crudest doodle rendition, why, 'tis none other than the humble crab. They come in a plethora of shapes, sizes, colours and flavours, and every one of them is just a silly little guy.
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writernotwaiting · 1 year
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Fearing such hits as “Poisoning Pigeons in the Park,” “National Brotherhood Week,” “The Masochism Tango,” “The Element Song,” “Be Prepared,” and “Lobachevsky”
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