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[boyfriendeffigy]

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Konrad or Radon ★ 20 ★ he/him ★ Asian indigenous ★ bisexual

Welcome to my self ship blog where I post about smooching my beloveds. Please read my carrd before following!

I'm Jordan's boyfriend in the flesh and he truly has my heart 💖 I do not tag his source under my posts, see carrd (above) if you're interested in checking it out.

I'm 100% fine with sharing F/Os! If you're not, feel free to blacklist my F/O tags.

links

main/art blog

jordan fansite

daily jordan blog

ship lore page

[aerospectrum]

some promos and banners I made for @hcwthewestwaswcn for her western themed multimuse. she also writes more than just yellowstone and if you feel like checking her out and giving her a follow or interacting, I'm sure she'd appreciate the adventures!

clicking the images makes them a little bigger/able to view fully. thank you to Stella for asking I appreciate that!

[ispyspookymansion]

stream i am the prayers of the naive on ao3 dot com

[cloudedcreams]

[nsfw] thinking of a yandere incubus who wants more than the one night with you.

you summoned him feeling depressed and desperate to take your mind away from stress. you doubted it would work, but did it more for the sake of tension, the feeling of fear tackling you away from your worries.

he didn't like that too much.

he practically crawled onto you, his nails painted black as he held you by your chin, sizing you up. he wasn't shy with the way his eyes lingered, and when he spoke you could make out fangs that shaped his insicors.

"you're such a sweet little thing, so innocent for thinking i wouldn't appear. i'll have fun ruining you." he had whispered thoughtfully into your ears, playing with the hem of your shirt with a tease as he licked a stripe against your earlobe. you shivered at the feeling of his warm tongue and he practically smirked at you.

the night felt heavenly to say the least. he seemed to be an arrogant mind, and the sight of you coming undone boosted his ego, and he took great pleasure in it. he plunged his length inside of you with a breathless gasp and you practically saw stars, before he wrapped a hand around your chest and lightly squeezed, bringing you back to your senses.

"look at me whilst i f-fuck you like this. you'll never feel this good again." he murmured towards you with half lidded eyes. you stared back up at him, his violet orbs seeming you such you up and he groaned in pleasure.

"i-i love good girls like you... a-always take my breath away..." he panted, his nails digging into your hips. he seemed to love marking you, the idea of leaving traces that wouldn't leave you arousing him more than anything.

the next day you practically felt high.

the feeling of lust lingered in your mind, staring down at your discarded panties and ripped clothes that lay against the floor. you stared down at bruises left on your neck, and your sheets carried the scent that he had left you with, a smell of sage and something that you couldn't name.

you washed your sheets that day.

you weren't supposed to! he watched you from a mirror in his realm, his eyes glaring at he chewed at his lips. surely something had gone wrong? it felt like a harsh rejection, watching you cover your imprints with makeup.

but it was fine! he'd back soon, and he'd give you another night so memorable that you'd be unable to deny. <3

https://discord.gg/k2M3HgWW

be the first to join my new yandere themed discord server to support me! submit requests, promote your tumblr, and more! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

[sparkylurkdragon]

Reminder for my followers that I also keep a nature, pets, and sometimes queer stuff blog over at How Gay to be Queer. :>

[askrockandfriends]

Going to bed soon, but for new followers, check out my other blogs

@allelitelewds (18+ blog)

@worldofwaifus (self-explanatory waifu blog)

@alleliteextras (other muses)

@munatarswrestlingassociationrp (wrestling blog)

@ask-the-smg4-crew (SMG4 blog)

@ask-disney-cast (Disney blog)

@rockandfriendsplaypokemon (Rock's Nuzlocke blog)

[bucciniexe]

♡ ⠂⠂green pixels

[honeytonedhottie]

for all the business girlies.ೃ࿔*:･🍨🎀

hey girlies 💕 each monthly catalog needs a promo spotlight, and for the june edition of the it girls magazine im looking for a dreamy small biz to feature in the issue. if u offer a cute service, sell things, or run a cute little shop i'd love to promote you.

📋 the feature is TOTALLY free, because im focusing on building trust and community over on my substack right now

📋 you'll get a full promo section + linking your business in the magazine and all of your socials

HOW DO I GET FEATURED? ;

if u want to be featured just send the following ->

₊˚⊹ ᰔ an intro about what you do

₊˚⊹ ᰔ links to ur shop or social media

₊˚⊹ ᰔ cute pics of the service/product if u have them

you can email me at my business email honeythedoll777@gmail.com OR u can dm me right here on my blog and i'll get back to u as soon as possible. let’s build something pretty + powerful together 🍬

[yuk1taa]

𓊆𓏵𓊇 Hospital card of the patient no°451 𐙚

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Patient name : Yuk1tAa // Yuki

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Patient age : 14/5yo (!IM AN ALTER!)

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Patient gender : AGender.

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Patient status : Emotionally unstable & Cutesy.

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Patient symptoms : Dissociating, mood swings, half - hikkikomori, menhera 50/50 lifestyle jirai.

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Patient diagnosis : Silly caffeine powered AAA battery.

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Note : Patients says that he use HE // THEY // IT pronouns & likes to post stupid stuff & is sometimes problematic & likes to answer to random questions.

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) WWW : Carrd <> Prns page

EDIT ZONE : I DON'T KIN KANGEL, LIKE NSO OR ANYTHING, I JUST LIKE HER DESIGN. THAT'S WHY ITS THE THEME OF MY BLOG.

ALL MY EDITS ARE NOT F2U <> PLEASE USE TONE TAGS

PfP made by Koda

𓊆𓏵𓊇 Hospital card of the patient no°451 𐙚

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Note : Pls use tone tags, don't tag in tag games, don't call by any nicknames and by other similar stuff ((ex. bro) use only my name), be patient, explain every stuff very detailed.

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) SYSTEM WWW : Carrd <> Prns page

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) DNI : Pedophiles, Kinks, NSFW blogs, if you support Landmine Confessional, normies.

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Socials : Yuk1tAa ( Tumblr & YouTube ).

[nebrasska-alasska]

i noticed that if you wanted to notify people about news chapters of your fic you find asks that are asking when the new chapter comes out or something generally related to it.

anywasy, heres my ask!!

what does kraken!shadow feel like?

LMAO Yeah you would not believe the amount of asks I get asking for updates, usually I will just slap a hand over my eyes and select one at random HAHA

But honestly, I've been meaning to ask for people's input, so please feel free to give it! *Turns to face the camera* Would you guys like me to always post links to chapters as I upload them? Or do you prefer that I just stick to reblogging fanart and answering asks? I don't want to spam people with stuff they don't care about if they're not following all of my stories (because I'm assuming people will just subscribe on ao3 if they want to know when the next chapter comes out), so please let me know if you guys would like me to start posting chapter links every time I update!

Anyways! As for what Kraken!Shadow feels like, it is going to be revealed in the next chapter, chapter 11 ;)))) so you'll find out soon enough!!!

[omegalerc]

my last post of today is to chewis really loudly at you all because the potential here is not talked about enough for me… these two are supposed to shooting a professional celsius ad but where are lewis’s eyes locked? on the chussy

[jhermes]

ㅤ 𓈒 ୭ৎ ᥴᥲ𝗍s ᥱyᥱs 𝅄 🪡 ۪ ݁ 𓈒

ㅤㅤ ۪ 𝅄 ꒰ 허름 ꒱ ۪ ݁ 𝟷𝟷 : 𝟷𝟷 ݁ ۪ ୧

This is an independent original character, rp blog, fantasy focused, and semi-selective.

Muse | Muse (updated) | Rules | Mun | Tracker

Like/reblog if interested.

๋ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ˢᵘᵐᵐᵉʳ, ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ˢᵘᵐᵐᵉʳ,

˙ᵕ˙ [he/they] [21] 🌊

ᵍᵉⁿᵗˡᵉ ᵇʳᵉᵉᶻᵉˢ, ᵇᵘᵈᵈⁱⁿᵍ ʳᵒˢᵉ.. ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

(shiver..) 𝗼𝗵❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗲𝘀! 🏖️

[codecicle-archive]

I made a severe and continuous lapse in my judgement, and I don’t expect to be forgiven. I’m simply here to apologize

Inspiration

[running-with-kn1ves]

Yandere Zine

Hey everybody! Me and another writer are creating a YANDERE ZINE happen by (hopefully) August and would love to know if there are any other writers/artists/weirdos who are interested in joining! whether it be submitting your own art or writing, helping with formatting, or spreading the word, please feel free to reach out/ reblog if you'd like to join!

[bunny-lovers]

Birthday Promo

🥳 Hello! I'm Rebecca, a sweet adult lesbian self shipper & I turned 35 today!

🎉 My only romantic f/o is Mirko from My Hero Academia. I'm very uncomfortable sharing her.

🎂 Please read my DNI/BYF on my pinned post before interacting with me.

Birthday divider by: firefly-graphics

Proshippers DNI

[under0-0s]

200th Park Avenue, Midtown Manhattan, New York City. 02:43:27 A.M - Laboratory Room. ____________________ (listen to the music to improve the reading experience.)

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Tony Stark had always thrived in chaos, but this was different. This was a kind of entropy that clung to his bones, settled into his lungs, and refused to let go. Seventeen days and fifty-two hours—long enough for the world outside to twist into something unrecognizable. The weapons division was back, and so was the backlash. The media called him a war profiteer, a fallen hero, a traitor to his own ideals. The ring from a certain someone, that once held promises now lay forgotten in some drawer, and Serena’s voice still echoed in his mind, raw with anguish. Hunter was out there, bullet chambered, mark set.

It didn’t matter.

What mattered was here, now, in the icy stillness of his lab. He’d shut out the noise, ignored the ghosts that clawed at his conscience. Instead, he stared into the heart of something unknown.

A transparent, human-sized chamber stood at the center of the room, its neon-lined edges casting eerie reflections on the steel walls. Inside, a rippling void hovered—a bright streak, like lightning frozen in time, a tear between dimensions. The air buzzed with energy, a whisper of something just beyond reach. He had calibrated every parameter to the most precise degree, pushing past theoretical impossibilities.

This wasn’t about weapons, not really. It wasn’t about escape, either. It was about the spark. The one thing that had eluded him in everything else.

“Sir, I must remind you that exposure to the anomaly beyond its current containment field presents a high probability of destabilization.”

J.A.R.V.I.S.’s voice, crisp and composed, broke through the quiet hum of machinery. The AI had been monitoring the experiment with unwavering precision, cataloging every fluctuation, every surge of energy, every anomaly.

Tony exhaled sharply, rubbing a hand over his face. “Noted, J. But if I don’t push this further, I’ll never know what’s on the other side.”

“There is a fine line between discovery and destruction, sir.”

A wry smile ghosted across Tony’s lips. “Yeah, well. I’ve never been much for fine lines.”

J.A.R.V.I.S. hesitated, as if calculating the odds of Tony actually listening to reason.

“Would you like me to prepare emergency protocols in case of—”

“No.” Tony cut him off. “We’re not failing today.”

He adjusted the temperature again, a frigid cold settling into the room. His breath ghosted in front of him, cheeks pinkening from the artificial winter. He didn’t move. He barely blinked. He only stared, waiting, hoping, needing something to break through the weight of failure that had consumed him for far too long.

And then—it happened.

The spark.

Small, fleeting, yet infinite in its implications. A shimmer that pulsed through the tear in space, dancing along the edges of the anomaly, illuminating the abyss with an unearthly glow. Maybe it was just a reaction. Maybe it was nothing at all. But for the first time in days, something worked.

His fingers twitched, as if reaching for it, for the proof that something still remained. Something untouched by betrayal, by war, by loss. Maybe it was just physics. Maybe it was just a trick of the mind.

Or maybe—just maybe—it was the proof that between every rupture, every break, every tear, there was a space where something new could exist.

And so he stared, unblinking, as the dimensions split just long enough to let the spark linger.

Because maybe—just maybe—there was still something left to salvage.

The air around him hummed as the neon streak pulsed once more, sending out thin tendrils of energy that wove through the air like living things. He exhaled slowly, eyes narrowing as he adjusted the stabilization settings on the console beside him. If he could just hold the split open long enough, he might be able to measure the properties of whatever existed within. Maybe even step inside.

The thought was reckless, but he had always lived on the edge of recklessness and genius. There was no denying the pull he felt—no denying the possibility that on the other side of that tear, something awaited. Something better. Something more.

But there were risks.

The algorithms were still incomplete, the equations still not fully understood. The chamber’s integrity was holding, but for how long? And if he lost control, what would happen to the lab? To the world?

“J.A.R.V.I.S., run a full diagnostic on the containment field.”

“Processing,”

The AI responded smoothly.

“Energy stabilization at 84%. Containment holding, but fluctuations increasing by 0.7% per second.”

Tony frowned. That wasn’t great. He had minutes at best.

He should stop. He should shut it down and walk away.

But he couldn’t.

Because for all the ways he had failed, for all the people he had let down, for all the things that had slipped through his fingers—this, this, was still in his grasp.

He clenched his fists, jaw tightening as the cold seeped deeper into his skin. The glowing fissure flickered, almost as if it, too, were waiting.

He stepped closer, the hum growing louder. The streak of light stretched and curled, forming delicate arcs that shimmered against the steel walls. His pulse quickened. He reached out, fingers hovering just inches from the anomaly, the energy tingling at his skin.

“Sir, I must reiterate—”

“J, shut up.”

The lab was silent, save for the faint vibrations of the machinery. No voices. No outside distractions. Just him, standing at the precipice of discovery—or destruction.

He took another step forward, heart pounding in his chest. The anomaly pulsed, its radiance fluctuating like the heartbeat of something alive. If he crossed the threshold, if he reached into the unknown, would he find answers? Or only more questions?

The machine hummed one last time before he exhaled and stepped back. He reached for the console, fingers hesitating over the shutdown sequence.

Then, with a final glance at the spark still flickering within the anomaly, he pressed the button.

The energy curled inward, collapsing in on itself until all that remained was the cold and the silence.

J.A.R.V.I.S. spoke first.

“Experiment concluded. Data has been logged.”

Tony turned away from the empty space, running a hand down his face.

Seventeen days and fifty-two hours. That’s how long he had been waiting for something to go right.

The weight in his chest shifted, just a little.

Maybe there was still time to make something of it.

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