#....... FOR NOW.

[pomegranateruin]

stevenlayla because .. i miss them .. among other things .. moon knight fans are you hearing me ? i am typing on my keyboard to you .

this is a crop btw 👍

[cainluvr69]

"The Master Swordsman Smiles Fearlessly" Cain SR Story - Take My Hand

Cain: (There really isn't much info on Kirsche Persche, huh.) (I guess for right now I'll see if anyone around here has anything, and then report back--)

???: What do you think you're doing?! Give me back my wallet!

Cain: !! (That voice came from…that alleyway.) Hey there, friends. Mugging someone in broad daylight, huh?

Riquet: …! Who…?

Grey-haired Man: Huhhh? Keep your nose outta our business and it'll stay atta… …! You fucker, you're Ventisca's katana expert, aren'tcha. Who'da thought I'd see your ugly mug again.

Cain: Again…? Oh, yeah, now that you mention it, I have seen you before. You two started getting rowdy in one of our shops, so I had to smash your faces into the pavement about it.

Scarred Man: D…don't say it like that! Damn, we're gonna pay you back big time for that!

Cain: You two don't learn easily, do you… Well, whatever. I'll take you both on. Hey, you. You should run while you have the chance. Just leave the rest of this mess to me.

Riquet: I--I'm not going to run! I couldn't possibly let them fight you two against one…

Grey-haired Man: Shut the fuck up already! Take this!

Cain: …jeez.

Grey-haired Man: Gwah?!

Riquet: !! He knocked that man so far back with just one swing…!

Cain: I'd rather not get violent in front of a kid, but… I figure smashing your faces against the pavement again might get the message to stick this time. So come on, feel free to come at me however you'd like.

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Scarred Man: Th…then how's this?! --Ghh?!

Riquet: Attacking from behind is an act of cowardice! Now repent for your sins!

Cain: Rope darts…? Hey, you know how to fight? I totally thought you were some pampered rich kid…

Riquet: I am nothing of the sort! I'm perfectly capable of fighting with these. Please leave this one to me!

Cain: Gotcha! But I wanna talk to you when we're done here, alright? Let's make this quick. Hah!

Riquet: Haah!

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Those Guys: Tch… R-run for it!

Cain: Whew, we're finally done… Hey, kid, you're not hurt, are you?

Riquet: No, I am not. Thank you very much for coming to my rescue, um…

Cain: My name's Cain. Good to meet you.

Riquet: Cain. My name is Riquet. Um…what are you putting your hand out for?

Cain: What, you don't know? It's for a handshake. Even if it was a brief battle, I still entrusted my back to you. I want to express my respect for you, as well as my gratitude. If you're not opposed, just grab my hand.

Riquet: Wahh, Cain, your hand is so warm…

Cain: Ahaha, I get that a lot. How about you, do you get told that your face looks like a little kid's when you're not fighting?

Riquet: Wah, n-no, I don't! Stop treating me like a kid, you're getting my hair all messy…!

Cain: Sorry, sorry. Here, I'll smooth it back out.

Riquet: Goodness gracious… You were so cool when you came to rescue me, but I see that in truth you're rather unrefined.

Cain: Am I? But, hmm, something about the way you said that… Feels oddly nostalgic for some reason.

Training Episode: Unchanging, Even In One's Dreams

Cain: The dreams you have are always so intense, Master Sage. Could you tell me more about that latest one?

Akira: Sure, I don't mind.

Cain: Let's see, it was the one where Snow was an adult, and me and Mithra were his henchmen.

Akira: Oh, yes. Riquet and I were in a different organization that was in conflict with yours, though…

Cain: By conflict, you mean I had to fight you guys? I dunno how I feel about that…

Akira: Oh, no, it never came to that! But one time you did stop me from running away when I was scared… Seeing you be so threatening gave me chills.

Cain: I can't believe the version of me in your dreams would do something like that to you. Next time you see him, be sure to chew him out for me.

Akira: Ahaha. Now that I'm awake, it just sounds funny. Besides, it wasn't like you were a super scary person in that dream or anything. Once I actually got to talk to you, it was obvious right away what a friendly, kind person you really were.

Cain: What, really?

Akira: Yes! All of the best parts of you didn't change a bit.

Cain: Ahaha. Getting complimented like that is a little embarrassing. But rather than that being kindness, I'd say it was…

Akira: Was what?

Cain: That the me inside your dream wanted to become friends with you, too. Since, hey, that was what I was thinking when you and I first met, Akira.

[megabuild]

so here's what's gonna happen. hermitcraft season 10. everyone starts uploading their episodes. past season joiners have had them usually just There when they arrive (grian on the beach, gem and pearl in a hole) which i expect of joel if he's not travelling with the hermits since he's been invited. skizz as he's hacking in will try and be discreet but ultimately fail because he cannot contain himself and has to say hi. day one shenanigans ensue as everyone struggles with early game and starter bases. joel and skizz decide to pair up as resident rookies and go mining together because caves scary. but once they're down in deepslate level something catches joel's eye. there are amethyst blocks here. geodes do not spawn below Y30. he approaches to check it out. there is a deafeningly loud sound and a flash of light. it is not a geode. it is a rift. and standing in the way is a very confused and mildly concussed adie adiecraft

[mechanicalinfection]

Hello! Mechanic here and I'm just here to note that I've recently just found about how tumblr supports a genocide and I'm making the decision to stop being active on tumblr either until they decide to stop supporting it OR just stop posting and being active all together.

I'm unsure if I'm ever going to come back to Tumblr but this is a decision I really need to make. I don't want to support a fucking website that's pro-israel and supports a genocide.

I hope everyone has a good day/night! this is my farewell. goodbye for now bunnies! (if moots or anyone need to contact me my twitter is @roamingmechanic and discord is m3ch4n1c4l.1ns4n1ty#1983)

I'll miss you all <3

[squirmifyoulike]

A Permanent Hell

Bakula enjoys himself when he gets home from work.

Content warnings: Unwilling prey, entrapment, non-con vore, themes of humiliation, m/m vore

*Characters owned by @mmmleckerlecker!

~

As Simeon Bakula pulls into his driveway, he can’t keep a smug smirk off of his face. He parks, and then, opens his glove box, pulling out a small bottle of pills, and quickly swallows them down. After just a few seconds, that familiar sensation spreads across his stomach - the deadening sensation of neutralizers doing their job. 

Once that’s done, he gets out of his car and walks up the steps of his house, unlocking the door, and then enters, shutting the door behind him. To most onlookers, Bakula seems like your average honest, hard-working man who’s just gotten home from a long shift. But Bakula knows the truth… And so does his toy.

He doesn’t hesitate to venture into the kitchen. Normally, once he gets home, there’s a prey sitting on his couch, waiting. But currently, there are… Different circumstances…  And thus, Bakula puts effort into cooking a delicious meal. He can’t have his favorite toy starving… And recently, Bakula has discovered that the diet of a prey alters their flavor, so really, this is more for himself rather than his toy.

Once finished, Bakula plates everything up, and then, he heads downstairs. Most visitors here don’t realize it… But Bakula has a basement.

Carefully, he descends the steps, and he opens the doorway, revealing a fully-furnished basement. He makes sure to close and lock the door behind him. His basement is rather lavish in decor, with soft beige carpet, a white bed in the corner, a gray chair, sofa, and even an antique vanity desk opposite from the bed. It just looks like a normal bedroom… With the exception of the very obvious chains and shackles, anchored to the wall just above the bed.

And then, the bed shifts, and someone sits up. His arms are shackled, preventing him from escaping. As soon as the person spots Bakula, his face loses all color, and his eyes go wide.

“Evening.” Bakula says curtly. Then, he sets the plate of food down. “Dinner.”

“I’m not eating that. Go fuck yourself!”

Bakula only smiles at the petulant outburst.

“Now, now, Arthur. Don’t you remember what happened last time you refused your dinner?”

Arthur McMullen stares at Bakula for a few seconds, eyes shining, before he reaches a shaky hand to the plate. He picks up his fork, and, ever so slowly, starts to dig in. The act makes Bakula smile, seeing how scared McMullen is. Last time he refused his dinner. Bakula force-fed it to him, and he’s not above doing that again - especially if it humiliates McMullen that much more.

Each bite that McMullen takes is purposely slow. He’s trying to delay the inevitable. Of course, that has never worked for him before; Bakula is a patient man, and he has no qualms sitting and waiting. Frankly, just watching his toy tremble and get himself worked up is gratifying, in a way. 

Eventually, he’s done. He can’t put it off any longer. McMullen pointedly keeps his gaze fixed on the bed as Bakula moves the plate out of the way. Then, he brandishes the keys to McMullen’s shackles. As he reaches forward, McMullen flinches away from his touch. 

“You know, your pouting is only amusing,” Bakula says. Then, abruptly, he grabs one of the chains and jerks McMullen closer. The man lets out a shocked grunt as his wrist is forcefully dragged forward, and then, quickly, Bakula is unlocking the shackles, letting McMullen free. Of course, this freedom will only last a few seconds… And McMullen realizes this, as he stares at Bakula in Terror and tries to shift away.

“Wait- wait- please- not again-”

Bakula lunges forward, and, like a snake catching its prey, his hands clamp down firmly on McMullen’s wrists. The man lets out a rather girlish shriek of fear as Bakula hoists him up, shoving his hands into his mouth… And then, starts to swallow.

For all of McMullen’s words about ‘escaping’ preds, he sure is a weak, pathetic little man, Bakula thinks, as he easily gives another deep swallow, dragging him in further. His muffled protests and shouts soon grow muffled as Bakula slowly eases McMullen deeper and deeper into himself. Admittedly, he’d had prey that tasted much better than this… But of course, this isn’t about flavor. No… It’s about humiliating McMullen as much as humanly possible. 

Which makes the last swallow the most rewarding one by far.

McMullen’s muffled shouts can still be somewhat heard, and, almost immediately, he starts putting up a fight, giving weak punches and kicks. Of course, With the amount of prey that’s disappeared to Bakula’s waistline, he has absolutely no trouble with McMullen. No… If anything, this just makes it more enjoyable for him. 

“Come, now, Arthur, this isn’t that bad.” McMullen says placidly. Of course, his words are met with even more anger and powerful squirming. A particularly sensitive spot being hit pulls a soft moan of pleasure from Bakula. 

“Just like that, Arthur.” He continues mockingly, running a hand over his stomach, and then pushing his fingers in to feel the prey within. This is too much fun - Bakula won’t want to stop this anytime soon.

Of course, there will be a day when Bakula decides he’s done, and doesn’t take neutralizers… But that day is far off, and McMullen living in fear, never knowing which day will be his last, just satisfies Bakula further. For now, though, just the act of sitting in Bakula's core is a humiliating act itself; he'll have to endure constant squeezing and churning of Bakula's stomach walls for hours on end... And Bakula knows very well that, to McMullen, this is an act of torture... So Bakula sits back and sighs, rubbing his writhing belly in satisfaction.

[monowires]

i have an unhealthy adoration for the idea of shepard being the first to go head over heels in mshenko. and that's not to say kaidan doesn't develop feelings before me3, i just think he's the kind to fall in love slowly.

it's especially funny because (without mods) shepard can only romance women in the first two games, and i headcanon shepard as gay. so there's this extremely idolized and well-known military commander who could pull pretty much anybody he wants. absolutely BITCHLESS for the first few years because he's so horrendously down bad.

liara? ashley? miranda? jack? kelly? diana? nope. n o p e. he only wants kaidan, regulations be damned. it's one of the things that makes the very AGONIZING canonical slow burn very, very worth it.

like if you're playing the way i do, with a shepard that hasn't gotten with anyone at all in the trilogy, it makes the mars scene so much more impactful. and the way he doesn't want to leave kaidan's side—he's only just gotten him back. it makes the initial silence as liara tells him kaidan needs medical attention that much more intense. it makes his "where are you taking him?" on the citadel that much more emotional.

[gomzdrawfr]

would u guys mind if i post like a gazillion shit in one day and then suddenly disappear the other and then dump an ocean of doodle again on the next

[telling-tragedy]

macaulay twins doodle for @macau1ay :>

[vivislemonade]

IM BACK AND IM UNSHADOWBANNED

[bizlybebo]

IVE BALANCED THEM

[goddesstrolls]

A new set of adopts + the old ones all together! All of these are $25, except for Autumn Court Fae, which is $30.

I’ll also do customs in this style for $30. Adopts can be held for a few days unless otherwise arranged. Also, if you decide to commission me for more artwork of the adopt, you’ll get a 10% discount :>

Availability under the cut!

Poor Little Meow Meow: Unsold It’s On The Mouse!: ON HOLD “Bog Witch”: Unsold Desert Runner: Unsold Autumn Court Fae: Unsold Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop: SOLD Pyro Princess: SOLD Soft Awoo: SOLD

[hydrangeyes]

Where's the mod where I can romance that asshole Mr. Qi?

[gh0st0ast]

Bed of Daisies

[sailing-through-hawkins]

a slice of heaven

✧ written for ‘cake’ ✧ word count: 311 ✧ rated: T ✧ cw: slightly horror vibes ✧ tags: other!stobin ✧ @steddiemicrofic hope you enjoy!!! ✧

"Try this!"

Biting back a sigh, Eddie scoops up a piece of the cake Steve's just laid out in front of him and ignores his protesting taste buds. He eats the pink sponge and, to his own surprise, eagerly swallows it down.

"Well?" Steve looks at him expectantly.

"Shit, dude, this is so good!" And the problem is, Eddie isn't even lying. He expected that last bite to be the final straw, make him puke out all the sweet delicacies he's been forced to taste for the past -

How long has it been?

"Great!" Steve smiles so pretty and sweet, Eddie almost falls in love with him immediately. Then he turns away to yell, "I told you this was the one, Robs!"

Robin groans and glares at Eddie. He can’t look away from her eyes. “Now look what you’ve done, he’ll be using up all our strawberries!”

“I won’t,” Steve protests as he collects the plate (when did Eddie finish that slice?), blocking Eddie from Robin. Eddie blinks, his eyes watering. “I don’t want him getting sick of them too fast.”

“I don’t think I can get sick of your food,” He isn’t flirting. He doesn’t know how but the nausea dissipated with that first bite of the strawberry cake. “What – what time is it?”

“Does it matter?” Steve tilts his head, looking down at Eddie puzzledly. Eddie stares up at him and watches as ink bleeds into Steve’s eyes, as his smile drips down into a pout, as his sunny glow turns cold. “You’re not trying to leave, right, Eds? We had a deal.”

“R-right,” Eddie swallows, his throat clogged with the taste of sweet strawberries. “’M not going anywhere, Stevie.” The air snaps back like a blade and Eddie heaves.

“Good!” Steve smiles again and Eddie doesn’t remember why he ever felt afraid. "Time for the pies!"

[speakviolence]

choosing between cooper and hancock when the correct answer is both of them, on a rotating schedule. Obviously.

[yunwooz]

HONGJOONG ❧ LEMON TREE