#and thank you to anon ^^^

[chaotic-orphan]

i bet the anon that requested the prompt for intoxicating fear feels rlly proud of themselves seeing how far that stories come

I think someone claimed it??? I think— or it could be the delirious villain x hero caretaker now that I think about it, but yeah whoever submitted that ask— without it we wouldn’t have Kit and Ambrose 🥺👉👈 it’s crazy to think that, like I know I wouldn’t have thought of it on my own, and that’s why I love tumblr — all of us sending ideas and sharing them to bring ourselves and others joy??? So THANK YOU to whoever made the prompt if you’re still here <3

Don’t mind me *I say, rocking in my rocking chair on my porch overlooking a farm, a pipe in my hand and a straw hat on my head* just an old man reminiscin’. Just know my asks are always open, and ideas are like stardust so they’re always appreciated :3

[inkskinned]

i love you vaccines i love you research i love you reading the book instead of having chatgpt summarize it i love you critically thinking rather than reacting to a headline i love you investigating the source material i love you science i love you math even though you are personally my enemy (math/yn slowburn) i love you writing even though you try to stab me a lot i love you Experts in Your Field i love you Using The Brain

[cowboysorceror]

a falling star fell from your heart 🌠

[pseudophan]

i was sat in the perfect spot today to see directly into the right hand side wings and I could see basically all of the crew back there if the light was right and phil took a bit longer to come out after he took of his silicone chest and dan was stalling and telling us about how they accidentally uploaded the wrong video yesterday and phil appeared in the wings whilst he was in the middle of talking and he just stood there with the biggest heart eyes I’ve seen watching Dan just yap on the stage lol … it killed me off and I don’t think anyone else saw it

why would you say this to me.

[therainbowwillow]

hbomberguy’s latest video on plagiarism has made me completely rethink literature and writing. I have never once so much as considered intentionally plagiarizing anyone or anything, but I think there’s something more that has come out of this: the names of the people who created the works Somerton (and others) ripped off.

Plagiarism isn’t only bad because it is lazy and disrespectful, it’s bad because it buries the truth. If you can’t find a source, the conversation is over. Somerton’s sources are fairly easy to find by simply searching his plagiarized lines, but that isn’t true in most cases. Most of the time, the line from statement to source is a lot less clear.

Today, I was writing a report on English Ivy, which is an invasive species here in the US. I wanted to know when it was introduced and I at last found a source claiming it was introduced to the Americas “as early as 1727” on a .net website that seems quite reputable (it has multiple major universities credited in its home page), but there is no citation for where this date came from. I dug deeper and found a pamphlet created by a city government in Virginia that made the same claim, only to discover the first source linked in their bibliography. Another website (a botanical garden’s page) gave the same date with the same source hyperlinked. Of course, I have classes to attend and things to do and probably not enough time to follow the lines back to where this 1727 date came from, but if I had not just watched this video, I wouldn’t have given that date a second thought.

Of course, it doesn’t matter in the long run exactly what year hedera helix was introduced to the Americas, but it makes you wonder how many facts have been so vaguely attributed that it becomes completely impossible to figure out where they originated (and further, whether or not they’re true at all).

[specshroom]

Some rather unlucky investments have landed you in a tad of debt. However, you have know of a way to get out of it that requires very little work on your part.

The "Pussy Portal" company are always hiring after all.

All you have to do is have a portal directly connected to your pussy that any paying customer can use at any time. What could go wrong?

Just realized u didn't actually say it had to be monsterfucking specifically but I made it that anyway lmao.

At least you thought it was going to be very little work on your part.

But now you're not so sure as you sit on the train ride home trying to act like there isn't a monster cock reaching deep in your cunt.

You curse yourself for not reading the terms and conditions of the contract properly. You thought they were just being hyperbolic when they said "Prime Pussy Anywhere, Anytime!" Surely they would have down times right?

No. There are no down times unless you call in a sick day of which you only have few. You shoulda known that pay was too good to be true.

At least whoever's using your portal seems to only be cockwarming themselves for the time being, although that could change at any moment. Every jerk of the train makes you tense up as you try and act as nonchalant as possible. The cock sits so snug and warm inside you, it twitches every time you tense around it.

On the customer app your portal is advertised as specifically "Human pussy" so you like imagining the kinds of monsters who would pick that out specifically. You haven't figured out what monster this one might be, it's rather thick and hot with a very generous amount of precum.

When you get to your stop the train jerks more than you expected and you have to subtly cover your mouth and grab the railing to avoid making a sound. Your customer definitely felt you clench down in panic as their cock jumps in excitement.

They start grinding down slowly on the portal, their cock thrusting shallowly. You speed walk straight for the train station bathrooms and lock yourself inside a stall. Close call but you made it and just in time for their shallow thrusts to turn into full pumps into your slick pussy.

You lean your back on the wall of the stall as your cunt is now being thoroughly pounded by this stranger. You have to crouch to your knees as your orgasm builds up, rubbing your clit with one hand while the other covers your mouth.

Just as you're about to tip over the edge you feel something bigger at the base of the shaft bump against your pussy with each hard thrust. You gasp in realization but it's too late as the monster thrusts their knot past your entrance and you cum hard with a silent scream, spasming and shaking against the bathroom stall.

Their cum fills you to the brim, kept inside by their inflamed knot. They don't stop cumming for several minutes but when they do it takes you several more to compose yourself enough to step out of the bathroom on wobbly legs.

You make the slow and embarrassing walk home while the monster's knot sits snuggly inside your pussy, keeping all that warm cum inside you.

The knot inside you doesn't deflate fully until you're already home and making dinner. You have to grip the counter, shivering slightly as your customer pulls out and goes on with their day having been properly satisfied. The thought makes you feel a strange sense of pride. Just then your phone beeps with a notification from the Portal companies app.

The customer left a tip!

How nice! They also left a review on your page,

"10/10. Best stress relief. Would fuck again."

[waveoftheocean]

do you fw superbat?

just a little 😊

[adaki]

Do you draw Nina the killer perchance..

Yes and I end up disliking the drawings every time without fail but I thugged it out to give u this

[i-will-write]

The thing nobody tells you is that you can just write down that one scene you've been replaying in your head with no connections to anything. You don't have to wait until the plot get there or until you come up with the rest of the story around it that makes that scene makes sense. You can just write that one scene.

you are so right

[dolcekissy]

okay but a best friend!rafe smut pleaseeee

ugh yes 😫 love me some best friend!rafe smut

disclaimer // 18+ content. this story includes unprotected sex, p in v, being rafey's bsf.

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rafe's head is pressed against your chest, eyes rolled back, stomach tense, jaw slack as you bounce on his cock ─ hands wrapped around his head as your finger nails dig into his scalp, holding his head against the soft skin of your tits ─ the fat of your ass slapping against the heels of your feet.

your jaw is slack as you pant his name, eyebrows furrowed, eyes squeezed shut, mind mushy. the thrill of fucking your best friend before you two go out with his friends sends a shiver down your spine ─ the thrill of fucking your best friend and pretending like nothing happened an hour from now has your cunt squeezing him like your life depends on it.

his rough palms grip your hips and waist, squeezing the supple flesh as his hips weakly thrust up into you, forcing his cock in deeper, forcing you to take his cock whole ─ spreading his thighs more to gain more control of his hips, head falling back against the cushion as your nails drop to his chest and scrape the skin.

you're screaming his name when you cum, holding onto his shoulders, nails threatening to break the skin, his grip on your hips tightening as he paints your walls cream white ─ parted lips brushing against your nipples as he pants your name, guiding your hips to finish riding out your highs ─ your hips rocking against his slowly, soft moans falling from your glossy lips.

sure as shit, an hour later your acting like nothing happened ─ rafe in the passenger side of tops jeep, you in the back seat, scrolling through your playlist on your phone after topper offered aux to you. you're leaned forward, face pressed against the passenger seat as you and rafe bicker about which song to play ─ the interaction giving nothing more than rafe's pretty little best friend.

rafe's pretty little best friend who's panties are soiled with his seed, sticky cream dripping out of your cunt.

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[opera25]

Hi I'm obsessed with the way you drew sage of truth he looks so squishable in Ur style

Oh he definitely IS squishable. Here, Have TR demonstrating for you

(Also I'm getting to the requests I promise- I just got distracted making this instead. You can send more in though. Eye)

[dailyheavymedic]

Could you do one where Heavy and Medic watch a horror film and Medic is just criticizing the fake gore and blood

Also you're an amazing artist and I love your art!! Keep doing what you love :]

day 72

They are doing a horror movie marathon, Medic loves to pause and nitpick or comment about certain effects while Heavy has been trying not to fall asleep for an hour now

[magicicephoenix]

Sun you wont believe it something crazy just happen wait crazy i was crazy once-

driving sun crazy insane!! ft. everyone’s lovely reactions 💕

(context)

[alexthecultleader]

Could we have narindad with aym and baal pls

there you go!

[frownyalfred]

Green arrow, getting into a fight with batman because he insulted bruce

“No, I want to hear you say it again,” Ollie said, leaning over the conference table and past Dinah to jab a finger in Batman’s face. “Insult him again, I dare you.”

Batman, for his part, looked entirely unperturbed by Ollie’s chest puffing. “I said, Bruce Wayne isn’t exactly known for being intelligent. That’s common knowledge, Green—”

“Do you know what he’s been through?” Ollie exploded, “Do you know how fucked up his childhood was? It’s a miracle he’s functioning as an adult. I knew him in school — do you know what he was? Sad. And you have the nerve to sit in your stupid little angst suit and lecture me about Bruce Wayne?”

Dinah swallowed, giving up on holding Ollie back. She glanced at Batman out of the corner of her eye, prepared to size up an opponent, but the other man’s posture was still relaxed.

He seemed…taken aback, if such a thing was possible for the Batman.

“I…apologize,” Batman said quietly. “I hadn’t realized the extent of your feelings toward him.”

“Pick on someone your own size next time,” Ollie grumbled, as close to an apology as he would get. “Bruce does so much for Gotham. More than you’ll ever do. So yeah, if he’s a little air-headed sometimes — that’s fine with me.”

With that, Ollie turned on his heel, exiting the conference room with a huff. Batman stared after him for a long moment, steeped in stillness.

“He cares about his friends,” Dinah offered, breaking the awkward silence. Batman gave her an odd look, jaw tensing.

“I know.”

“Now you do,” Dinah said, putting enough emphasis on the first word for him to look up at her, acknowledging the hint. “I’d better go check on him.”

[technically-human]

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