#get used to it (/j /lh)

[necrotic-nephilim]

Tim's unternet suit really is the most glaringly obvious hero worship/crush for Dick thing he ever has. in the unternet, where Tim's subconscious creates what he is. that's the suit his brain comes up with? something so clearly derivative of Nightwing? down to the *finger stripes*?

red robin #19

this is gay as hell. the reason Tim can't wear this soul irl is bc the first thing he would do is jerk off in it. and he couldn't handle the embarrassment of Dick seeing how similar it is. if DC ever made this Tim's official suit the first thing they would have to do is make Tim and Dick fuck in it. i'm so close to writing that fic i won't lie.

[radioactive-dazey]

2016 me: gosh I REALLY want Thomas to see my sides art. why do these other really big artists get so much attention from him? Why is there so much competition between the big and small artists? Why am I struggling to improve? Is my art just bad? Do other people think my art is bad? Is it not worth anyone's attention?

Present day me: if Thomas sees anything I make I'm burning down my blog and removing myself from the internet

Also we don't talk nearly enough about how competitive it was a few years ago in the fanart part of the fandom. I've met some absolute rancid people who took so much pride in the fact Thomas sees their art regularly. Get off your high horse it just makes your art look shitty because I know the person behind it.

[midnight1nk]

Do you think Leggy 2.0 is gonna end up being genuinely sentient like Marty?

Hmmm, now that's the choice, isn't it?

With Marty, it made sense. Mario, being the avatar of the universe, can create a character whenever he wants. So if he wanted to create a friend, he easily can.

Now, unless Puzzles would do the same thing as she did for Pedro, I'm not sure how Leggy 2.0 would be sentient. Honestly, if I were Puzzles, I wouldn't try the procedure again if someone from the Crew could befriend them and ride off into the sunset together.

That's right, I haven't forgotten about the whole Pedro thing haha /lh

But either way, do I think Leggy 2.0 would be sentient? Well, it depends. Puzzles were very attached to the OG Leggy, it wouldn't be surprising if he tried and it ended up being like Marty.

.... however, wouldn't it be far more interesting if Leggy 2.0 wasn't sentient and Puzzles would be the only one you can "speak" for her? Kinda a copy of Elmo and Rocko moments from Sesame Street (no seriously, look it up on YT and you'll see what I mean). The camera would be focused on her, not even talking, like Marty but she wouldn't have a mind of her own either.

would be funny for everyone in the show, and us included, be second-guessing if she was sentient, but no she's not :)

thanks for the ask, anon!

[danganronpa96]

is my birthday today!

here is one silly from each fic drawn with my new tablet I got 💪

[legstheoctomobster]

Simon Petrikov + Fionna Campbell Agere Hcs

Simon

(Some warnings for descriptions of bladder incontinence, mental illness, and diapers (all of it nonsexual!!) If you’re uncomfortable by any of these, feel free to skip this part!!)

A flip! Has more of a caregiver lean, and is more of a periodic regressor.

Here’s what I mean!

Doesn’t exactly have an age range when he’s regressed. It just feels like an amalgamation of being an infant, toddler and small child.

Regresses involuntarily as a symptom of his mental health, and as a way to help cope with his trauma!

Really shy with others when regressed, but will be a bit more bratty and social with loved ones.

Doesn’t necessarily need a caregiver, but Fionna and Cake are both babysitters for him! He’s alright without a caregiver, but needs help coming down from episodes/meltdowns

Prismo is also a caregiver, and is somewhat strict with him. Like in that one scene in episode 4. Simon feels a bit more safer to act bratty in front of Prismo for whatever reason.

Needs diapers both in and out of regression. The Crown took away his bladder control (along with many other things), so he needs protection to stay dry. Can thankfully change himself both in and out of regression as well!

Fionna accidentally walked in on him changing in the Winter King’s castle, and was like “okay dude just do whatever you need”. Simon wanted to cry from both embarrassment and gratitude.

As for being a caregiver, he takes care of both Marceline and Fionna!

He’s a little more stricter with Fionna than he is Marcy, because usually Fionna and him are in some level of danger, especially when she’s small. He sometimes spoils Marcy a bit, and he’s not going to admit that anytime soon

Fionna

(Some small warnings for panic attacks and depression. Feel free to skip out!)

A flip as well! Usually regressor/dreamer leaning. She usually is more of a babysitter/big sister caregiver, and is uncomfortable with being called “Mama”; she likes “Fi-Fi” much more, no matter how much she makes fun of it.

Regresses to about 4 — 13 years old, usually staying around 5 — 8. (Age)Dreams to about 2-5 years old.

Regresses both voluntarily and involuntarily. It’s to cope with stress and her mental health.

Sometimes she’ll make certain dates on when she’d regress/dream, and then completely forget them and be pleasantly surprised; like “Yipee small time now! I forgot!”

Usually very energetic and talkative when regressed/dreaming. When she’s not, it’s usually after a panic attack/episode.

Gary, Marshall, Cake and Simon are her caregivers. Gary and Marshall are like uncle-ish, while Simon’s more fatherly. Cake is like a companian cg for her!!

I wanna say the first time Fionna regressed (like in canon) was in episode 6. Like after seeing the Winter King die, she was shook up and had a panic attack while in the Baby-Universe, causing her to regress. Sorta my reason for why she was in that baby mobile thingy at the end of the episode.

Also during that episode ending, the group all just regressed. I don’t make the rules here.

Anyways have some gifs as a treat :)

Bye bye!!

[user-without-a-cool-acronym]

Ok everyone, this is getting serious. For every day without a new dragons rising trailer, we shall now be sending horribly mischaracterizing fanfics to the Ninjago writers, until they give us a new trailer

[statesys]

I even DARE to touch our sp and suddenly myles & avena are judging(/aff) my every move and for some reason myles' somethingfriend is here too.

screaming. GO AWAY‼️ i don't need soup rn my GOD ‼️

[solsyss]

guys i know i have NOOT posted on this acc in ages but we had our therapy intake today and BEING HONEST IS SCARYY someone save me /j

but i think it went welllll i havent brought up my potentially having d.i.d or anything but i did bring up dissociation so HOPEFULLY this place is good cause oughhh we have NOT had great experiences with mental health professionals the entire past year

[express-archives]

Clement, while fighting a group of Galra soldiers: [Sigh] I miss my boyfriend, guys. I miss him a lot.

The Paladins: ????????

[up-above-in-the-clouds]

😊🫴💐

[novabun-ships]

Me looking at my notifcations like: Ya'll..... stop watching me be unhinged about Anakin... /j

[sister-lucifer]

i really enjoy having a wide range in my voice bc i can pull out the deep masc voice for jokes and use the cutesy femme voice to manipulate my way out of any consequences

[sammy8d257]

Yah boi downloaded OpenToonz

Yah boi is also struggling to adapt to it's UI

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Help /lh

[reinabeestudio]

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THE WAY THIS WOKE ME UP SO FAST HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[the-travelling-witch]

everyone, don’t forget to go vote today~

[b1mbodoll]

hung virgin jake is too good!!! he watches too much porn and thinks he can just slide into you, surprised and a little mad at your whining, mocking you when you tell him it's too much

pairings: sim jaeyun x f! reader

warnings: noncon + use of the word r*pe + big dick! jake + virgin! jake + blood + creampies + breeding + degradation + impact play + manipulation + fingering

💌: shut up i just moaned /pos /lh ☆ ok hi this is gabi after writing. i didn’t mean to make this so dark, but what is b1mbodoll without noncon.

jakey thinkin he can just slide in with no prep…. i actually feel insane. you’re whimpering and begging him to take it slow n be gentle because he’s so big. so fucking girthy, too. he thinks a little spit on your tight pussy and the steady dribbles of precum trailing along his length are enough to spread you open.

his cock is heavy where it rests over your cunt and genuine fear courses through you because there’s no way he’ll fit like this. ��j-jakey, wait,” you pant, hands reaching out to push at his abdomen, eyes wide. “you need to prep me, baby, look at you. you’re too big, ‘s gonna hurt.”

“no, sweetheart, you’re wrong. i’ve seen a buncha videos before, it’ll feel good, jus’ take it, yeah?”

he sounds so earnest; there’s no way he truly thinks porn is real, right? you can’t take him and you’re unsure how else to convince him of that. “i can’t! jakey, you’re not listeni — fuck! oh god, stopstop.”

it feels like you’re being split in two, tiny pussy stretched beyond it’s limits despite your pleas for jake to fucking stop as he forces the blunt head of his fat cock inside; just the tip and it’s already too much, your inner walls spasming and clenching around him, eyes squeezed tightly because it hurts so bad and he hasn’t even filled you up completely yet.

jake stops once his cockhead slips in, afraid to cum before he’s had the chance to properly fuck you, nostrils flaring while he tries to hold off his orgasm, dick pulsing and his balls tight, more and more precum drooling from his slit and wetting your hole, teeth sinking into his lip so hard the soft skin breaks, the taste of blood bringing him back to his senses.

you feel so good wrapped around him n he cant help but continue to sheath himself in your pussy, pressing his hips forward and groaning as his cock bullies its way into you, inch after inch causing you to let out pained cries that make his chest ache but he can’t stop, not until you’re stuffed full of his thick cum.

you’re hitting him now, throwing your fists at his chest in a weak attempt to get him off, full on sobs making the guilt he felt a second ago shift into something meaner.

“you’re fucking weak,” he spits, and gone is your sweet boyfriend. you don’t recognize the man above you. “y’wanna cry so bad, i’ll give you something to cry about, whore.”

jake’s earlier fear of cumming too soon is long forgotten; he catches your hands when you go to strike him again and pins them to the mattress before slamming his hips against yours, remaining inches now fully inside and you can feel him snug against your cervix, prodding at the entrance of your womb.

he doesn’t give you a chance to at least try accomodating to the discomfort, setting a brutal pace immediately, headboard knocking against the wall as his cock ruins you, hurts you, violates you.

you don’t want this anymore, so why is he continuing this torment?

jake believes you were made for him, for his cock. it shouldn’t hurt.. you’re lying. you have to be. it’s supposed to feel good. crocodile tears and yelps wont change his mind. you’re his little plaything. his pocket pussy. he’ll only get better at fucking you with practice, so he’ll use you whenever and however he wants.

you can’t do anything except let him have his way with you, too tired to continue fighting him, but just coherent enough to try convincing him with your words.

your voice is strained, throat raw but you ignore the soreness and attempt to speak through whines. “jake, y’gotta stop. i don’t — oh god — don’t want this. y’know what the means don’t you? this is…”

tears blur your vision.

“this is what, huh? ‘s rape? is that what you were gonna say?” the condescending tone like a knife to your heart. “you’re such a fuckin’ dummy — hah fuck, so tight —” he groans. “this isn’t rape. you like it, i know you do. your pussy’s so tight, so fucking wet, all for me.”

your face crumples at his words; there really is no getting through to him.

jake continues to abuse your poor, sensitive cunt. it’s sickening how every brutal thrust allows for his cock to kiss the opening of your uterus, his balls slapping your ass creating an audible plap, plap, plap that makes you cringe and your hole gushes, drenching the sheets with your combined juices; the realization that you’re wet makes you wonder… was jake right? do you like this? it’s too much for you to process, body beginning to go limp beneath him.

“stay with me,” barks jake, clapping his palm against your cheek, “‘m not — fuck! — done, haven’t even cum yet. can’t pass out on me, i won’t let you.”

as if to prove his point, jake speeds up the pace, driving his length so deep it’s agonizing. “pretty pussy gripped me even tighter when i did this,” he backhands you this time and again, your walls contract, squeezing him so tight it makes him think you don’t wanna let go.

“are you a..” he starts, wracking his brain for the word used in a particularly violent porn clip he saw, split lip reopening when he smiles, “are you a painslut? like bein’ fucked open and slapped around, hm?”

you shake your head in denial, but jake’s having none of it. “yeah you fucking do, slut. say it. tell me you like this or i’ll do so much worse.”

“y-yes!” you all but scream, “yes i like it, jakey. i like it, i do, i do, i do! j-jus’ cum, ‘kay? fill me up, do it!”

god, jake really is stupid. you’re only agreeing and urging him to cum to get this over with but he seems to think you actually want him to cream your insides.

maybe you really do; if the way you wrap your legs around him are any indication.

his orgasm’s building with every drag of his impossibly thick cock, your body surrendering to him, forcibly used for his own pleasure and he presses his mouth to yours, his eyes shutting as your lips meet, your own wide open due to the taste of iron flooding your senses, a mess of spit and jake’s blood smearing onto your skin

he humps at you like a dog; desperate, sloppy, uncoordinated.

and although you hate to admit it, you can feel your own impending climax, not quite there but close. you need more; you need — oh fuck.

jake stills once he’s fucked into your womb, ropes of his thick, sticky cum painting you white and there’s so much, it feels neverending; despite the pain, despite the rough treatment you received and despite the fact that he did all of this without your consent; you cum.

you clamp around him tighter, if that were even possible, and pleasure makes your mind go blank. you try to block him out, unable to believe he did this and the fact that you came, but he makes it impossible.

how are you supposed to ignore jaeyun when two of his thick fingers join his cock inside of you after catching the globs of sperm that have dribbled out of you.

“said i’d fill you up,” he reminds you. “now i gotta make sure it sticks.”