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chock-and-bates · 2 days ago
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"11k words of angry denial and yearning" EDITS NOT NEEDED GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE love meeko
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feeling very proud of myself for getting it down into the 10k range currently 🥰
second chapter of beholden to no gods coming later today!
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bottlecapjo-spooky · 1 year ago
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The holy trinity.
Originals and batches under the cut
And the other assorted ones
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This was literally so much fun to do- I love these memes with all my heart I hope you love them too! <3 thanks
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hausvonblu · 23 days ago
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scott summers sweater vest and bow tie agenda
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thereweredragonshere · 11 months ago
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I’m going through my httyd pro create folder and I just keep finding stuff that I wanna upload like wdym I haven’t posted the silly httyd1 Hiccup and Toothless page what
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aryn0png · 6 months ago
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They're hiding
This definetly wouldn't work in game but oh well
(Close ups)
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esmiara · 7 months ago
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Putting them in my pocket.
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toastyplum · 8 months ago
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wahooo!!!
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grieferkisser · 10 months ago
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𓎟𓎟 reader x gr13f3r caught  ◞ ◟
ꔛ word count: 813⠀╱⠀established relationship + teen(on senior year) griefer 。
(¬_¬")⠀⠀⠀note ⠀╱⠀tw:suggestive(sort of) + mention of protection
hi guys it's your favorite griefer lover ars!!! i love this stupid asshole smmm anyways had this idea while i was in math class lol,,more notes on the end btw
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It had been a long, exhausting day for Griefer. It started with his dad anxiously yelling that he was going to be late for school, even though Griefer couldn’t have cared less. Still, his dad’s constant nagging wore him down, so he grudgingly got ready. After enduring the 15-minute walk to school, he met up with some friends and killed time before the bell rang. The first few hours of class dragged on, painfully dull, except for some gossip about a couple that made the rounds—nothing too exciting.
Recess was a slight reprieve, but it was short-lived. Griefer and his friends got into a fight, which led to yet another expulsion letter to bring home. Great. Just what he needed. Another lecture from his dad about how “Brad, you can’t keep acting like this. This isn’t who you are. You need to—” Blah, blah, blah. The familiar talk he’d heard a hundred times. The remaining three hours of school went by quickly after that, but by the time he was finally free, he was completely drained.
After school, he found a spot on the stairs and busied himself with a random game on his phone, waiting for something—someone—to make the day better. And then, there you were. The moment he saw you, his heart raced. He nervously shoved his phone into his pocket, suddenly flustered by your presence. He stood to greet you, placing a trembling hand on your waist before leaning in for a kiss. Instantly, the tension left his body, and he felt a bit more at ease.
"UH... H1, B4B3."
You and Griefer had been dating for about two months, but he had been crushing on you for four years. Even now, with you officially his, he still wasn’t used to the feeling. After some small talk and wandering around town together, you both decided to head back to his place. He casually mentioned that his dad had a meeting at city hall and wouldn’t be home until around nine. It was just you and him, alone for the evening.
Once at his house, Griefer grabbed a couple of Bloxy Colas and some snacks before leading you up to his room. He shut the door behind you both and flopped onto his bed, signaling for you to join him. The afternoon was peaceful—lazy in the best way. You chatted, played some games, and even watched a movie, which Griefer spent most of the time criticizing despite being the one who had picked it. Now, as the evening settled in, Griefer lay on the bed beside you, his arm wrapped around your waist. His hand moved gently, rhythmically, up and down, soothing you while he ranted about how bad some game was. You half-listened, enjoying the comfort of his touch.
Eventually, he turned onto his side, hesitantly moving his hand to your cheek and brushing his fingers across your skin. A few seconds later, he slid his hand to your chin, his voice soft.
"Y0U L00K G00D, Y'KN0W TH4T?"
Nervously, he leaned in, bringing your lips to his. The kiss was tender, full of care, and as his hand drifted from your waist to your thigh, pulling it onto his leg, the kiss grew sloppier, more passionate. You both broke apart for a moment, staring into each other’s eyes, before Griefer, slightly embarrassed, brought your chin back toward him, kissing you again. This time, he shifted you on top of him, his hands roaming from your waist to your hair, to your arms, exploring every inch of you. The kiss deepened, becoming more heated, and soon Griefer was sitting up with you straddling his lap, his hands running rapidly along your body.
Things were getting intense—his shirt was halfway off when—
"Hey brad,I'm hom—"
Griefer froze mid-motion, his heart nearly stopping as his dad, Mayor Thaniyel, walked into the room. The poor old guy looked like he was about to have a heart attack, seeing his son half-naked with you sitting on his lap.
"D4D!" Griefer shouted, scrambling to pull his shirt back on while his dad, wide-eyed and clearly mortified, quickly closed the door.
"I’m sorry! I didn’t know! I’m so sorry!" Mayor Thaniyel stammered from the hallway, his voice echoing as he practically sprinted away to another part of the house.
Griefer, flushed with embarrassment, immediately turned to you, apologizing repeatedly while you tried to calm him down, assuring him it was fine. After you left the house, Griefer had to endure his dad apologizing at least 20 more times before awkwardly standing beside him for what was probably the most humiliating moment of his life. His dad, after taking a deep breath, said, “Brad, we should probably talk about protection before—"
"0H MY G0D, D4D!" Griefer groaned, cutting him off mid-sentence before storming back to his room, leaving his dad standing there, red-faced and stammering for words.
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grrr i love griefer,anyways!! PLS DONT TAKE THE "PROTECTION" ONLY AS LIKE,FEMALE ANATOMY PROTECTION PLS!!!! i mean it as protection in general with any gender alr...uh so erm yeah i love griefer a lot and senior year griefer sounds funny to me,i want to hold him yall
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perpetualstargirl · 2 months ago
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A... Cold??
In which Ryomen Sukuna still isn't used to the modern world.
"I'm fine, Ryomen, it's just a cold." You say you're fine, but Ryomen Sukuna does not believe it.
You're feverish, sniffling and coughing like a madman. Your nose is red, and starting to chap from your constant nose-blowing. He's watching carefully, but you're still far too sweaty for his liking.
"You are not fine." Ryomen huffs, sneering at you. He's never cared so much in his multiple centuries of being alive. He's seen people die of less in the Heian era.
"Here. Eat." He thrusts a bowl of soup in your direction. He doesn't really know what he's doing, honestly. He googled 'what to do for sick woman' half an hour prior. But he's trying.
"Oh.. Thank you," Your weak smile makes something within him flutter. Ryomen Sukuna. Fluttering inside, like some kind of a weak mortal man.
"Shut up, woman." He's scowling as his sits beside you on the couch. He adjusts your blanket so it sits perfectly on your shoulders. He checks your temperature with a little gun thing that he doesn't really understand at all. 100.2 F.
"You're colder." He says "Still hot, but colder." His gaze shifts to the essential oil diffuser he set up on the table. Eucalyptus. Google said it would help.
"That's how cold medicine works, Ryomen," You laugh, and his scowl deepens even further. The crease between his eyebrows is deep and pronounced.
"I've seen people die from less than this.. Cold thing." He says sharply. His four eyes glare down at you. "Saying it's a cold is stupid. You're hot." He looks almost.. Upset? Worried, even.
"Ryomen- are you.. worried?" You ask and he immediately turns away from you.
"I don't worry. I'm not human, I don't care." He sounds more like he's trying to convince himself than anything.
"Okay. Sure," You eat the soup, surprised that it's actually decent.
"I made that," Ryomen says with a hum, clearly satisfied with himself and his handiwork. He watches you take another bite of the soup.
"Hey, Ryomen?" You look over to him, eyes a little watery with tears.
"What is your issue?" His voice is gruff and he's not looking at you. "Woman,"
"Thank you," you sniffle, leaning on him with your soup in hand. "For takin care of me."
"Yeah. Whatever," He wraps an arm around you. "Stop bein sick. You're annoying like this."
"Okay," You laugh. "I'll do my best."
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hellfire--cult · 1 year ago
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I wanna know the tea Joe
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fireual · 9 months ago
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spooky…
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somewhereincairparavel · 1 year ago
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My biggest pet peeve abt the pjo fandom is when someone makes a long insightful post about Jason, and there is this annoying comment that goes "well he's dead" like ??? what even was the point? like you tryna be edgy or? is that a poor attempt of dark humor?
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itztheebrybry · 9 months ago
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They’re feral chihuahua coded and I absolutely adore them. ❤️
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starlighttfoxx · 9 months ago
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I bet bathroom breaks in the hobbit went crazy lol. Like that longgggggg journey. Where one dwarf after the other would have to stop and Thorin ultimately screaming “AHHhhhhhhhH Weeeee MuST MaKe HaSt we stopped an hour ago I told you to go THEN”
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girlpowerenthusiast · 1 year ago
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Leon Kennedy Headcanons ♡
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my Leon headcanons because i love him and think about him about him constantly, so enjoy my hcs about this man <3
some are silly and random, some are romantic.
-he's such a SWEETHEART.
-omg. he's a sweetie. i can't with this man. he makes me smile and giggle every time i see him. he's such a himbo you guys.
-he speaks italian, english and spanish. since he is from Italy (or rather, his parents are), he's known the language since birth. then learned english when he got to kindergarten.
-i don't think his english or spanish are the best though since they're not his first. he'll sometimes be forget some english words when talking to somebody, so he replaces them with italian ones and his coworks are just like "what???" 🤨
-has definitely said "wow there partner" or "wow there cowboy" when somebody pisses him off.
-he likes both women and men. he has no preference either. i see him as either bi or pan, probably more pan leaning since that's what i am.
-he's literally such a good boyfriend, i can't. even if you too aren't dating and are just friends, he's so sweet. i would gladly given him a kiss on the cheek if i could.
-if you we're to get your period, he'll buy you pads and tampons. if you get cramps, he'll sit on the ground or lay in bed with you and rub your back. he'll go "i'm so sorry baby." :(
-his favorite colors (and color pallet) are blue and black. the blue is meant to represent stylishness.
-he's so dog coded. like just full on golden retriever energy.
-likes lizards. bc i said so.
-goes to NICU and rocks babies with Rebecca sometimes, it makes his life feel somewhat normal and i love that for him <3 also girl dad leon. "girl dad leon!" we all say in unison.
-his birthday is around july-august, my brain says July 25th for some reason.
-if you're taking to long to get ready, he will threaten to leave you behind but he's not. you know it. he knows it. everyone knows it. "will you hurry up baby? i will leave you." "no you won't." "you're right, i probably won't...just hurry up, please."
-calls you baby, babe, and sweetheart. i just picture him calling you something basic or something.
-goes to a coffee shop every morning and gets the same coffee to start his day off strong. his drink choice is either really plain or stupidly girl 😭😭
-also leon is a fashion icon. especially older leon. you can deny it all you want, but in the end, we know he's cunty. like cunty cunty. like he has his bachelor in cuntology with a major in motherlogical studies at the university of servington.
-motorcycle rides!!!!!!!!!! :3 (re6-)
-as a teenager, he had really bad acne, so during re2 and generation he has a skin care routine but never tells anyone (only Krauser knows. he kinda approves, Krauser is all about taking care of yourselves to improve), so he washes his face before bed, takes meds for his skin, and puts medicine all over his face.
-however as his mental heath declines, he'll stop doing it, and his acne will either stay the same or get as bad as it was in teenager.
-also Krauser is HIGHLY against facial hair and forced Leon to shave it. but after he dies, leon stops giving a shit.
-his favorite my little pony characters are fluttershy and rainbow dash of course.
also i made a playlist for him, so you wanna listen to it, here's the link: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0uLAoUjwZaXzxcH8uCt7yP?si=a3f2e9cf27b54365 also the songs are not what i think he would like, it's just songs that remind of him :D
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