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crsssie · 2 years ago
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soul baby - grim reaper x reader (Spoiler Warning For Grim's Name)
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Grim reapers don't have time to reproduce and fall in love. There's no time in the underworld for that. They claim a soul every couple of minutes, and they get some time to recover during the time that their souls are unbalanced.
Though, as much as he finds you to be infuriatingly flirtatious and messing with his head, you weren't wrong when you told him that you'd make a soul baby with him.
Maybe that's how you first got into his head.
And when sound of your skin and his echoes through your apartment, your nails clawing down his back desperately, Casper wonders for a moment, just a moment, if you were really just some mortal, or if death itself came up and decided that he was too lonely. He doesn't mind the way your nails draw blood on his back, and he leans in further, pressing your legs against your chest as he thrusts into you again.
"Ca—" You gasp. "Casper."
"Yes, sunshine?"
You moan as you feel him force himself further inside of you.
"'s too much."
"What happened to the flirty little thing in the chatroom?" He tilts his head teasingly, lips pulled into a smile. "You're so bold when there's a screen."
"Ah," Your back arches as your chest presses to his, lips quivering as you whimper.
"Speechless?" He speeds up, using his body weight to press you down. "Thought you wanted a soul baby. You want me to put one in you? Hm?"
You nod your head feverishly, eyes blowing wide as you cling onto his shoulders.
"Alright. Don't waste anything, sunshine."
You moan as he cums in you, legs shaking as you feel his warmth flood inside of you, and you gasp, eyes teary. You cling onto him while shaking, only relaxing when you feel him collapse on top of you, cock plugging you full and keeping his cum inside of you. You catch your breath as he nuzzles his nose into your jaw, pressing a gentle kiss there.
"Was I good?"
"You were great, casp."
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duketectivecomics · 1 year ago
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‘Jason was Duke’s robin’ ‘tim was dukes robin’ YOURE ALL FOOLS
Steph as dukes most formative robin is RIGHT THERE
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prince-jelli-fish · 2 years ago
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bonefall · 2 years ago
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it is healing to come onto this blog and see basic respect for diasbility after being in other corners of the fandom and reading the words “snowkit could never be a warrior because he wouldnt know what anything is. he wouldnt even know what a clan is because nobody could explain it to him” said in full seriousness
Im..... That statement is so ableist I cannot even imagine the worldview you'd need to have in order to come up with that.
They really think the only way anyone learns anything is through verbal-speaking-words-noises? No one has ever observed something before? Not even once?
This is beyond touching grass, this person just fell out of the fucking Jurassic Period when all they had was ferns and stegosaurs.
I just...
OH YES. I remember my first day of Society Lessons as a hearing person, where the everything was explained to me. Via Audiobook. FIRST they spoke and said, "you are standing on the ground." It was a life changing revelation, and the world began to spin.
But it did not stop.
THEN they said, "there are fingers on your hands." The sensation of flesh and bone crackling into existence is indescribable, but I did not yet know pain, until they told me, "that hurts." I began screaming immediately.
And yet... it continued.
They explained so much. Chairs. Tables. Walls. The sky. Frogs. Ionizing radiation. Breathing. I was told all of it, in one sitting, and only then did I understand. Only when my ears were bursting with normal hearing knowledges, did they begin... my final test.
A strange wall-chair-finger emerged from the sky-of-the-wall, stood on the ground several times, until it was in front of me. A second one came behind it, this one slimmer. The audiobook gave these things names;
Human. Father. Mother. Door. Walking. It was completely impossible to know what these things were until that very moment.
I watch a human dip a hook into water and produce a fish, and I recall my Society Lessons where they called that "fishing." I am decked in the face by a nefarious hooligan, and I have only the audiobook to thank when I know I have been "punched" by a "bad guy." It was only the magic of verbal-speaking-words-noise that made me understand that there are "other people" and that they "do stuff."
Sometimes, even, in "groups."
Before the Society Lessons Audiobook, I knew nothing. I was pure, innocent, uncorrupted by concepts such as "parents" and "door." I am grateful every day that there is no such concept as "being shown things" or "simple logical reasoning" or "looking."
Blessed be those amongst us who escape the horrors of the Society Lessons Audiobook. I pray that you never learn what anything is. Be free! Free as a bird, which also knows nothing and famously cannot learn. 🤗
DEAF/HOH FOLLOWERS I'm losing my mind do you want me to bump a 'Hearing Disabilities Herb Guide' to the top of my priorities? Something you can use to bludgeon whackadoodles like that. This is ridiculous
Obviously not a MEDICINE guide but like; common causes of hearing disability in clan cats. Accommodations for hearing loss vs congenital deafness. Actual difficulties of not having that sense Clan-by-Clan. Debunking of misconceptions like... not being able to learn APPARENTLY.
#bone babble#Fennelposting#Obviously the answer is 'theyre incapable of THINKING' but like... they do know snow has a line right#In the book. He figured out. A word. Through observation.#He says 's'all right' because he knows it calms ppl down#He did not need to hear the magic words 'You can make noises at others to influence them'#Like a fucking tutorial tip#Im going to start keeping a JOURNAL of ''times people have been weird about snowkit specifically''#Ableism#cw ableism#I could also link to the pawspeak thing so it's all in one place#I wrote this last night and put it in the queue and I laid awake thinking of this...#What do they think happens when someone goes to another country where things aren't written/spoken in a language they know?#Do they think they wouldn't be able to figure out anything? Do they think the tourist would just perish#Would they collapse in the streets of Berlin sobbing?#Happened to me. Went to England and they called it a Car Boot Sale instead of a Flea Market and I died to death#AND if I did make that guide please tell me if there's any other weird misconceptions you need to see in it#I know that ONE of them is going to have to be that. like. deaf people make noise.#theyre actually quite loud because they don't know they're making noise#and people with hearing loss do not suddenly forget how to speak.#and people born deaf dont talk like cavemen#cw body horror#tw body horror#EDIT: OOPS sorry I have such an astonishingly tolerance for body horror I did not realize that counted as body horror
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ientina1234 · 1 month ago
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Running from the past is a loosing game
It never brings you glory
Cuz when your time has come and gone
I'll be the one to carry on
-Undefeatable
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call-me-oracle · 1 year ago
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barbara gordon in dark nights death metal: the last stories of the dc universe (we fight for love)
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officiallanxichen · 20 days ago
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Music Tag Game
@seagull-energy tagged me to do this! my recent listening has been. uh. very single minded.
Rules: Put your "On Repeat" playlist on shuffle and list out the first ten songs that play, then tag ten people!
Transformed - Goitse
The Ballintore Fancy - The Bothy Band
Guiding Light - Mumford & Sons (NO idea how that made it on here I listened to it like once last week)
Helicopters/Crossing The Delaware - Liz Carroll (also no idea how this made it on i listened to that album like one time. spotify you are so confusing to me)
The Laurel Tree - The Bothy Band
Capricornia - Allo Darlin'
The Eagle's Rock - Goitse
The Kesh Jig/Give Us A Drink Of Water - The Bothy Band
Old Hag You Have Killed Me - The Bothy Band
Calum Sgaire - The Bothy Band
it's possible I've been looping the same 2 Irish folk albums constantly over and over. normal activities for normal guys :)
I shall tag: @nosfera-tits @ernest-shackleton @recycling-friend @gnomebud @fagflint @mischieffoal @guangchuans @farcillesbian @recapitulation @skytlake
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mizzmellos · 2 years ago
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DNYURIHEADS RISE UPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!
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couldtheybekira · 2 months ago
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serickswrites · 2 years ago
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Tell Me Now
Part 2
Warnings: threats of death, mayhem, destruction, blood, knife, stabbing, self sacrifice
Villain pressed at the shallow cut on their shoulder. Superhero had caught them off guard when Superhero had charged them, knife in hand. Still, the wound bled freely.
Villain was tired. More tired than they had been in a while. Superhero had destroyed the city trying to punish Hero. And Villain could not stand idly by while that happened.
They crouched in front of Hero, who pressed was holding pressure on a deeper stab wound in their own leg. "Sweetheart," Villain began.
"No, don't. Don't say it," Hero said, sounding as hopeless as Villain had ever heard. "If you say it, it will be real. Please, you can't tell me now. Please. It will be real. It isn't real."
Villain leaned over and planted a kiss on Hero's forehead. "I love you. I love you. I love you."
Before Hero could reply, Villain rose and turned to face Superhero. "You can't hurt them!"
Superhero smirked. "I can do whatever I want. I'm Superhero."
Villain glared coldly at Superhero. "I won't let you."
Superhero chuckled darkly. "That's cute. I'm going to rip Hero apart piece by piece. I'm going to stab them over and over until there's nowhere left to stab." They held up a bloody knife. "And I'm going to enjoy it. It's what they deserve for betraying me."
"You'll have to go through me." Villain dropped into a fighting stance as they spoke.
"No!" Hero cried behind them.
Superhero charged forward, "This is going to be fun. Two for one special!"
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wildbrokenmosaics · 5 days ago
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Where: Code Latte
With: Anyone (0/5) @scrubshqstarters
When: June 2025
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Alexandrea would’ve been sitting in her regular corner of the café, which she is a frequent patron of. An avid space that is one of her favourite locations to visit in town — having found the atmosphere and environment conducive to get her work done in. Ever since she transferred to Kingsley Memorial Hospital, the young surgeon has managed to make Queens’ best kept secret into her most preferred safe haven for when she needed the calming refuge of the haunt in place of her old one, Lisa's Spoon, back on the Upper East Side. Both fulfilled the main criteria of being away from the ever bustling rumor gossip mill of her fellow coworkers, which made any workspace at the hospital impossible to find any peaceful quiet amidst all of the chaos needed in order for her to concentrate and achieve the desired productivity she required to conquer all of the patients on her caseload charting paperwork that she had to catch up on filling up in a timely manner with an efficiency for accomplishing it all flawlessly.
Plus, it definitely didn’t hurt as an added benefit that the café never smelled like the atmosphere is drowning in the suffocating scent of antiseptic. Even if she is a surgeon and the smell of an operating room usually brought her much comforting joy, any medical professional would need a much welcomed reprieve from the overwhelmingly strong sterile air breathed in through the nose every once in a while with inevitable eventuality. Though, the young brunette would never be caught dead giving that brutally honest admission verbally as a confession being mentioned to her workplace insubordinates.
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The surgeon has been drowning knee-deep in the recording of crucially important fine-print details of a medical case from one of her patients. Working to be a surgeon didn’t just mean that you’d cut a sick patient open just to fix what’s damaged inside of them and that your job would be completed since they’d be assumed to be healed thereafter. What it actually really meant is that she could not afford anything breaking her focus and causing her to screw up her fine-tooth combing detailing in the patient’s history because it could mean any discrepant inaccuracies being the difference between life and death for the said patient and whether you’d have taken a life that you’re responsible for in accountability.
Finally managing to look up from her laptop after having been hunched over it to the extent that a knot formed in her neck from the sheer tension when she completed filling in the mass majority of the boringly, snooze worthy administrative work that she had to get done, she straightened her posture and took a large gulp of her now lukewarm cup of liquid gold in the form of a double-shot espresso latte.
Seeing someone new enter from her optimally vantage viewpoint of the calming scenic sights at the desk she is using in the café, the young woman greeted with a politely, curt friendly smile of prideful satisfaction in a highly clear, eloquent quip from a slightly mild amusement.  ❝ You know, as a trained medical professional, we’re supposed to be warned about the effects of the overconsumption of the addictive drug called caffeine. Notwithstanding, the truly sad, overcomplicated and ironic truth is that we, as surgeons, simply cannot do our jobs to save others’ lives without having it for sustenance to survive and heal others without first destroying our own and putting our healths at risk in order to properly function at our jobs. ❞
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keykidpilipili · 10 months ago
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Mostly as a joke
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subjxctseventeen · 2 months ago
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today i am officially older than desmond miles ever got to be 🥲
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theood · 1 year ago
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1 post about it bc I'm not feeling anything right now. Just missed news about my grandpas dog. She's gone. I know I don't need to tell anyone but I'm just gonna take a couple days off Tumblr. Love you all
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bludhavenbirder · 11 months ago
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"And you decided you were going to stoically suffer in silence and not tell anyone?" -batfambitches (probably either Babs or Jason idk you pick.)
@batfambitches
"I got through it fine," Dick's voice was soft, but every muscle in his body tensed at Jason's comment. He rubbed the back of his neck.
"Everyone's got shit going on in Gotham. I have a handle on Bludhaven," he set his jaw. "Only reason I sent in a report was the connection to Freeze, thought you guys should know."
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bluenotemagpie · 11 months ago
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tfw you listen to a song for the first time and your brain goes "great. let's listen to this fifteen times over the next 24 hours" for no reason that you can discern
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