…. Oh hell no. They put the shopping tab over what used to be my profile tab. It’s Instagram all over again. I absolutely hate it. 😭 (this is on mobile btw)
if there's anything i've learned from the current state of social media it's that this is one of the worst possible notifications you can receive upon opening an app
Tumblr Mobile I appreciate the update but please can you put the button for tags back in the corner where it *was* I keep opening the Tumblr communities thing and
I don't give a shit
About Tumblr communities they're not helpful I just wanna add my tags (the actual things people use to filter content on this hellscape) please and thank you - sincerely an autistic gremlin who relies on repetition to function 💜
I keep imagining what it'd be like to work on a Minotaur Ranch.
The beasts mostly keep to themselves, grazing the fields and laying around in the shade. They can act real cute with you sometimes. Nuzzling into your palm when you scratch their head just right. Mooing impatiently to be let out after being cooped up at night. It's easy to forget they're running on primal instinct until one shoved you against a wall and rips through your pants.
That's when you remember the rules of the ranch: Don't pet the Minotaur, Don't feed the Minotaur, and Don't ever present your ass to a Minotaur.
You hadn't thought these rules were that important.
How could you have known that petting and rubbing their bodies with soothing touches would be seen as an act of submission. It never would have occurred to you that feeding them a bit of your lunch every once in a while would be seen as a sign of courtship.
And when you turned around to pick up some equipment off the floor, how could you foreseen that the bull behind you would take it as a sign you were in heat.
Muscular hands hold you off the ground. As your legs dangle below you, you feel the wet muzzle of your Minotaur lick into your neck. It's meant to be a soothing gestures as he lines his bovine cock against your opening, but all you feel is terror at the rough fucking about to take place.
You've seen the ways the Minotaur's fight each other in the fields. It's part of their DNA to show dominance to the weak. You've heard of monster "bitching" before, and you know it's supposed to be an act of ferocious claiming meant to humiliate a subservient other.
You close your eyes, waiting for the pain of being split on Minotaur cock, but instead yelp as they pull you up further off the ground and lick you. Their tongue is long, wet and thick, thicker than a human cock. You can't help but moan as it breaches your hole. That only seems to encourage it, roughly thrusting it's tongue into you as deep as it can go. You writhe in its grip. At the angle its holding you, you can look down and see its tongue pushing your skin taut.
Once it's satisfied you've been opened enough it moves you down, back over its cock and thrusts inside. It doesn't hurt. It's so gentle with you, fucking you like it knows you weren't built for the full force of a Minotaur's strength. You clench down as you cum from the treatment. It bellows loud and low at how good you feel.
It fucks you against the wall like that. Slowly rocking forward into your human frame You can't help but imagine if you had been any other Minotaur. Would it have fucked you harder? Or was Minotaur mating far softer than you gave them credit for? You'll have to answer those questions later. Right now, you just want to focus on your next orgasm.
You know its close when it starts to breathe heavier and thrust a little faster. Wet slapping sounds fill the air as its balls hit your thighs. In one final thrust, it groans and hot cum fills you. You can feel its balls draw up behind you. You didn't realize how long a Minotaur could cum until minutes passed and you were still being filled. Most of it has pooled between your legs and onto the floor, but your bulging tummy is aching from what little can fill it.
But you love it. You loved being bred by your bull. You wished you could be fucked over and over again just like this.
As it pulls out of you and holds you limp in its grasp, it hands you over to another Minotaur. The whole herd had watched you be claimed, now they think your a mare in heat. You can't blame them. As you spread your legs for the next bull, you think about how good it is to work on a Minotaur ranch.
@staff put the pictures back to the way they were this sucks. the blurry version of an image in the background is bad and distracting. not being able to double tap to zoom sucks. scrolling down to an unrelated video or image? genuinely go fuck urselves. this app keeps getting worse and fucking worse stop changing shit that doesn't need to be changed
Omega and Batcher looking for some lost brothers in the Hades AU
Omega: "You're a bounty hunter, that means you're good at finding people, right? Except... I don't have many credits on me, so maybe I can help you on the job in exchange? You know, as payment! I've got my bow, and I'm a great pilot too. You can ask Tech when we find him. And Batcher could help to follow a scent, she is a very good tracker, you know."
Din: "... I really don't think I should be taking jobs from kids... *sigh* Look, my main objective right now is to find Grogu a Jedi teacher, but if I come across this... Tech during my travels I will let you know, deal?"
Din cannot adopt another kid, he already has one that comes with a Very Important Mission, after all. Hopefully Rex or Cody will keep and eye on Omega and her dog.
(On the other hand, please don't get your hopes up, Echo is the only one who will make it into this AU from the Bad Batch, sorry.)
Calling this done for now, though I'd still like to add the crown necklace in some day. Probably after (if) I finish the other shots in this scene. But hey, one down.
What's next?
The shot of Riku leaning on the tree is next on the list, but it'll take longer. You've seen the news. There's a genocide unfolding in Gaza, in the West Bank, in a number of places around the world, and the united effort of people's struggles pushing forward into public awareness has shifted my priorities, to say the least.
The time I have to make online art has shrunk. And within that time, animation is taking a backseat to things like sourcing printer ink & website hosts that don't financially contribute to any companies on the BDS list. The struggle is ongoing & it takes precedence, so that's where my focus is these days.
Hope today's update brings some joy. Sending love your way.
In the new year I’ll be starting the first part of my DC comic story called The Daily Life of Damian Wayne.
Just a synopsis, this is a story I had planned out a few years ago about damian being in high school. After another near death experience, Bruce would really like for Damian to have some normalcy in his life, especially since Bruce himself has to do the same due to him having to be home more to take care of Alfred who’s age is catching up with him. But Damian believes he’s above school and the trivial drama of high school life and much rather be doing more important things, like solving an ongoing missing persons case that has been puzzling the Batfamily over the past couple of months. But who knows, maybe High School isn’t so bad, especially when you have some old friends to help you out.
This will definitely be more of a character driven story, exploring Damian’s relationship with his family and friends and knowing more of Damian as a person and not so much as Robin. So if that sounds interesting to you I hope you’ll enjoy it as I work on it.
The first part (issue 1) will be about 20 pages. They’ll probably be uploaded to Tumblr as I usually put my comics on here.