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gentle reminder that you don't need to be cis to be gnc
mtf tomboys who are super jacked and only wear gym clothes or tank tops are still women
ftm femboys who present as very soft, and like doing their makeup and wearing dresses are still men
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meowpupp · 3 months
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tw://hybrid smut, johnny get cucked, cumplay, badly edited, mentions of freeuse (?), mentions of overstim, reader is pretty objectified 💀
pup!johnny who gets so used to being the only hybrid in your life. playdates with him are frequent, and by far his favourite part of the week.
you're always so sweet, body soft and warm, voice pretty and soothing. you always smell so pretty, sugary and feminine. your hair shiney and soft, your face always lighting up in the prettiest smile. you're perfect. you're his.
you're so submissive, one little nip to your ear and you're already arching your back, presenting that pretty cunt to his hungry eyes. you let him sneak his hand up your shirt, groping your tits and pinching your nipples as you squirm in his lap.
it's no secret that johnny can be mean. he's rough, not understanding that you're not like him or simon. you haven't been trained in the military, you're not a 6ft+ wall of muscle. Simon can take johnny's rough play, price too, but you can't. you're not like him, you tear up and whimper when he pins you down, biting into your inner thighs.
but it's easy to forget, or rather ignore when you cry so pretty for him. it's almost funny how wet you get when you tear up, how no matter how mean he is to you, you always let him kiss you better. spreading your legs further so he can bury his face between your thighs, and suck your poor clit until its numb.
but that all quickly changes when price adopts a new hybrid.
kyle. an ex-military like him. equally as strong, just a little taller, and so arrogant. the pup is two-faced, acting like a perfect, obedient boy in front of Price and Simon, only to turn around and break every rule there is.
all the rules explicitly laid out don't matter to kyle. he acts as if punishments don't exist, as if youre just his chewtoy. he bites all up and down your pretty tits, sucking them until they're red and sticky with his spit. kyle makes you gag on his cock whenever he feels the urge, he even cums deep into your sweet cunt, fucking you full until he knows you're bred. all without even asking for prices permission.
worst of all though? is how kyle shows it off. pinning you against his body as he hikes your shirt up, exposing your pretty, red, marked-up tits to johnny. or when he smirks as you two kiss, knowing the other hybrid can taste his cum on your tongue.
or when your sweet, apologetic johnny tries to apologise for being so mean, spreading your pretty thighs only to find kyles load spilling from your swollen cunnie.
johnny hates him. hates how he gets so much alone time with you, hates how he gets to cum in you, grope you, mark you. all things he'd kill to do.
but kyle wont stop, and your poor little brain is too fucked out to think. so all poor johnny can do is sit and brood, replaying old memories of you creaming on his cock, waiting for his moment to remind you who really owns your cunt.
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naffeclipse · 3 months
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I've been musing over a few thoughts inspired by this ask about a mafia-ish style of Apex Polarity without it being too close to Pearl Eye, and after watching a few videos of Orcas hunting their prey (which included dolphins), landed on a sort of Mafia inspired Apex Polarity AU
Also not to add another Y/N to Orclipse's growing collection but this Y/N is a white-beaked dolphin. Look! They're so beautiful!
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Sirens are cunning, brutal, and take everything with teeth and claws. The strongest kill and maim at a whim. As a siren who's not particularly strong, though incredibly agile, with a tail streamlined and dark gray with white patches, fins curved and mostly black, you're somewhere at the bottom. You're doing your best to survive and avoid trouble. You pick your battles and you pick your escapes, and most importantly, you stay alive.
But then you do something really stupid: you venture where you shouldn't have.
You don't usually swim so far up north but you're hungry, and the thought of a few tasty squids distracts you from the silent waters and vast, blue emptiness. You realize a bit too late that you're not the only one hunting.
You catch the first orca siren in the distance as a dark figure, and then another. Two who immediately cut through the water, charging straight for you like shadows. Though you turn tail and bolt, you quickly spot them in the corner of your vision. They easily keep pace, their size and strength overwhelming as they flank you on both sides, wide grins flashing their deadly teeth. You can hardly look at the mismatched color of their eyes as you dodge and weave, diving down only to be cut off by one with midnight blue colors at the tip of his flukes, and shooting off to the left just to almost be snatched by the black-bone claws of a siren with bright yellow fins framing his head.
They're toying with you. You know that for a fact in how they just barely keep back, corraling you onwards, draining your already spent energy, and picking at your panicking pulse. You have no choice but to avoid the edges of their jaws and the tips of their talons, and swim in the direction they want.
You near a field of ice floes floating on the water, and though you cut into the jagged structures dipping into the sea, the orca sirens never lose you. A desperate need for air pushes you onward. One small drop of hope still burns in your chest. Despite the aching of your muscles, you steal a gulp of oxygen and dip back down once more, charging away—
Only to run smack into a third orca siren.
This one grabs you, his burning red and orange colors filling your vision. The other two orcas join to help their kin keep you in place long enough for you to truly regret ever venturing here. Between the three of what you can only assume are brothers, hands hooked over you shoulders, claws clutching your wrists, and palms pressing into your hips, you're a fish caught in a net.
You brace for a voilent end. It never arrives. Instead of digging into your sweet meat, the sirens offer you a deal. The tips of sharp fingertips trace your jawline and the soft inside of your arms and down your slick tail while they explain.
You keep watch for human ships and report back when they're getting close, and in exchange, you get the best food you can imagine, the entire Arctic Ocean to swim, and anything else you'd like. The best benefit? You're under their protection. Of course, they expect utter loyalty from you. You are no one else's. Failure to devote yourself to this work and the brothers would mean a grisly fate, but hey, you're nothing if not eager to not be torn apart. So you agree.
You have a few questions about this whole arrangement, struggling to understand why they, powerful orca sirens, bother with a smaller fish like you when they could rip you limb from limb and be done. What's with the human ships? Why task you to this? Are you just fodder so they can keep their fins nice and unscabbed? They reassure you that they'll explain in due time (the sunny one booping your nose, much to your chagrin), but for now, all you know to know is that the human ships are a problem, and you are their solution for it. You've never really encountered humans before, but they've never really encountered sirens, or so you thought.
The burning red one lets you go, but you don't slip away too far before he tugs on your flukes and tells you to follow him. It's not a request. The darker blue one leaves for a moment, jetting away as the other two guide you to a nice resting place on an icy shore. They introduce themselves, and then their brother reappears with a squid in hand, half dead, and an insistence that you eat—they could tell during the chase that you didn't have all your energy.
And that's how you unwittingly join a very powerful pod of orca brothers who may or may not be teasing and taunting you simultaneously.
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panelshowsource · 9 months
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World Tour Assistant Noah AU (where he is always an assistant):
Alejandro: Mi Amor, perhaps before I do this challenge, you'd like to kiss me for luck.
Noah: Trust me Eel, it will take a lot more then luck to win the million dollars.
Alejandro: [kissing Noah's hand] I know.~ 💚
Anon this is very cute and I love the idea of this scenario, but the only reaction I can see assistant Noah having to anyone- especially Alejandro- kissing his hand is just pure disgruntlement. He's already so done with everything due to being overworked (and having to deal with Chris' brand of tomfoolery), so he wouldn't even try to entertain Alejandro's antics.
Alejandro would lean down to kiss his hand thinking he's being suave and flirtatious and Noah would just pin him with the most disgusted look possible. It'd be awkward for everyone involved.
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(ft. really quick shitty doodle example)
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xx-thedarklord-xx · 1 year
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Never fails to make me laugh
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khaopybara · 1 month
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Don't judge a book by its cover. An essay by Mew Pt. 2
Mew in his revenge era went shopping and thought, "you know what screams I'm gonna fuck you up, maybe you'll like it, maybe you won't? Floral/patterned shirts," and proceeded to buy a bunch of those.
BOOK KASIDET as MEW WITSARUT ( ONLY FRIENDS EPS. 7-12 )
Correction: I missed one outfit in ep. 6 and instead of remaking that set, I'll just post it below because it's actually the hottest Mew has looked, so I'm not even upset.
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prompts-by-anjali · 8 months
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“Hey,” A says in a sultry voice to B, leaning on a bookshelf.
Except the bookshelf starts to tilt. A screams in a panic, grabbing the bookshelf. Books begin to slide out, thudding to the ground. The bookshelf wobbles in place as A attempts to bring it back to equilibrium by yanking it towards them, but with too much force it begins to tilt the other way. Books fall; A lets go of the bookshelf for a moment to cover their and B’s heads with their arms. It's too late, though — the entire bookshelf comes plunging down.
B grabs A and rolls the both of them out of the way, to safety. A lies pinned under B, both of them breathing hard.
“Hey,” B greets back.
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sergle · 3 months
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a really good way to get blocked is to send me unsolicited opinions on my chronic pain management fyi
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incorrect-hs-quotes · 4 months
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Jade: dave you said tardigrades werent cute.
Dave: i never said that
Jade: you said they had butthole mouths. :(
Dave: that doesnt mean theyre not cute
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teacakeezz · 3 days
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Wet cats first meeting wip
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td-rarepairs · 15 days
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i remember shipping ella/leonard when i first got into the fandom but i ended up stopping because i was like “wait nooo this is too rare :( people are gonna think im weird” needless to say im over that mentally. leoella WORLD DOMINATION i love leoella sososo much. their dates consist of frolicking in the woods & listening to the oh hellos & reading moomins & playing dnd.
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^ look at them look at them look at them look
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sysig · 6 months
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Ah, if there are slots open still for requestober, and if you'd like to draw this one-- human RGB, and Hero's reaction to meeting him, please? Apologies if I misunderstood any of the rules and this isn't in line with them...
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Day 22 - Nuh-uh! That's not a TV!
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sparkles-rule-4eva · 11 months
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Guess what day it isss
IT'S WHOLESOME SONIC & TAILS WEDNESDAY!!!
Therefore, I'm going to dump a tiny theory/headcanon about a brief moment in a Sonic Boom episode for y'all
Episode 2, "Can an Evil Genius Crash on your Couch for a Few Days?" starts with a thunderstorm. We know Sonic has his own shack. And yet?
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Sonic is sleeping over at Tails' house.
What's one thing we all know about Tails? He's terrified of thunder and lightning. And every time this is shown, whether in Boom or elsewhere in the franchise, he always either clings to Sonic immediately or jumps into his arms in fright.
Here's the headcanon about this scene: Tails had trouble sleeping because of the storm, so Sonic came over to help him feel better and ended up spending the night. 🥰
He continued to stay there for the rest of the episode/the next few days, but that's probably because he didn't like the idea of Tails being left alone with Eggman. More protective older brother vibes. 💞
It's sweet :')
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televisedanime · 6 months
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Assorted Junes
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starryluminary · 28 days
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Do I have enough concrete evidence to claim Lindsay has prosopagnosia. All I’ve got right now is it’s the only reason that makes sense to me why Lindsay can’t remember Tyler’s Tyler in world tour. What if she literally can’t remember his face
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