#bless mar

[deimosphilic]

mdni! can’t stop thinkin ab how pervy bob is

bob was such an obvious man—it didn’t take much for you to catch onto his feelings. you noticed the flush that would creep up his cheeks whenever you spoke to him, the way he nervously twisted his fingers around his sleeve a little more than usual, or how his words would falter slightly when you looked up at him through your lashes—all on purpose, just to get a reaction.

he was probably trying his best to hide it, but hell, every single member of the team could see right through him. yelena would pull you aside after one of those interactions—the ones that left him stumbling over his words—just to tease you.

"god, he’s so obvious. even i’m embarrassed for him," she’d say, always with a smirk stretched across her face.

to which you’d reply with something like, "no, stop it. it’s cute—he’s trying."

your only problem was he never actually said anything. bob was always the kind of person to put everyone else’s feelings before his own, so you figured he was pushing his feelings down, too afraid of making you uncomfortable.

if only he knew you felt the exact opposite of uncomfortable.

eventually, you realised you’d have to push him, gently nudge him into showing you just how much he needed you. so you started slow—well, your idea of slow.

you suggested the two of you watch a movie in your room. he’d flushed red and tried—and failed— not to sound too eager when he agreed. so you had told him to come into your room later that day, and you'd be there waiting for him.

so there he was, outside your room, hesitating to knock before he tapped the door three times. when you didn't return an answer, he called out your name in hopes of then getting a response.

when you didn't reply again, he began to weigh his options; he could go looking for you around the watchtower or wait in your room. his usual response to situations like these was to go looking for you, not wanting to intrude on your space. but in a moment of pure impulse, he opened the door, small enough to poke his head in.

he could hear the shower running in your en-suite and decided then to wait in the common area until he noticed something—you'd left the door slightly ajar. so, there he stood, staring at the gap in the door as he imagined what you look like in there. how silky your skin looked as it was being enveloped by the droplets coming from the shower head. how your back arched slightly to rinse the shampoo out of your hair. how your tits looked as they were dripping with soap suds.

he didn't even realise he was walking towards the door until he could see through the gap. the room was engulfed in steam, but he could still make you out. through the glass of the shower door, he could make out your naked frame. how you did, in fact, arch your back ever so slightly to rinse out your shampoo or when you ran your hands down your figure to rinse off the soap.

he could feel how painfully hard he was behind his sweatpants— god, he felt like a teenage boy. beginning to palm himself all because he saw a pair of tits, thinking you were none the wiser.

of course, you knew he's there— you could just manage to see his hand gripping his cock above the unfortunate barrier of clothing through your peripheral. you were going to leave it like that, act oblivious to his presence and continue on with your shower when an idea popped into your head.

you leaned against one of the tiled walls and brought your hand down your body, brushing against one of your perky nipples as it continued down your body until it reached its destination. you swiped your hand through your folds and began toying with your clit, a small gasp escaping your mouth at the jolt of pleasure.

and bob— oh my god, bob thought his heart had stopped. he watched as your hand slithered down to your pussy, and he had to bring his other hand to his mouth to muffle the groan that escaped him. his hand moved more aggressively against his cock when you slipped your fingers in, and a whimper escaped your mouth.

you milked the sounds at first— going slightly overboard just to get a reaction out of him. but at one point, the act had dropped, and the melodies that left you were raw and downright pornographic. you brought the other hand up to one of your nipples, toying with it as you did your clit earlier, and bob was convinced he was going to cum right there and then.

he stood in the gap, face flushed, hand covering his mouth as a plethora of groans and whimpers left him. his hand had now moved into his sweatpants as he palmed himself through his boxers, hoping to get more friction. he stared at where your hand met your pussy, how your fingers so effortlessly pumped in and out of you, pretending they were his instead.

"g— fuck— gon' cum," he stutters out to no one in particular (okay, maybe you), voice muffled.

you were still watching him in your peripheral, and oh, how beautiful he looked. his eyes were closed, curls clung to his forehead, and his face was contorted— a clear indicator he was close. and so were you.

your crude moans increased in pitch as the familiar knot snapped within you. you had closed your eyes when you came, your head knocking back against the shower wall as the peak of pleasure washed over you. your fingers continued pumping, but slower, to help you ride out your high.

what you didn’t realise was that the moment bob saw you unravel, his own release followed almost instantly. the sight was nothing short of divine—your brows drawn tight, lips parted as soft, desperate whines spilled out, your back arching to meet your fingers. to him, it was transcendental. in that moment, he was certain he’d seen god—and he would’ve worshipped you like one.

as he came down from his high, he quickly realised the situation he was in. he was standing in your room, hand down his pants that now had a very obvious wet patch on them, watching you finger yourself.

he was absolutely mortified. but for some reason, he couldn't find it within himself to move.

[pigeonpalacade]

Fright club waaaaaaahaha

Vamp marla from @martyryo SHES SO BEAUTIFULLLL I had to draw her

[the-potus-is-a-russian-asset]

The Alpha Male / Supreme Leader of the false MAGA movement. This messiah of hate and greed is on the verge of destroying our almost 250 year old constitutional republic. Over the last two days, your 401K was needlessly gutted as a direct result of a royal decree from this “stable genius”. What was the “Dear Leader”doing while vast amounts of your retirement funds evaporated? He was out golfing with his other oligarch buddies at Mar-a-Lago, on your dime. The cost to the US taxpayers is $18M a pop everything he runs away from his responsibilities and flees down to his billionaires boys club. However, I am sure that he actually really does care about the little guy.🤡🤡🤡

[martinsorbit]

I finally finished Inscryption so i decided to tap on my dca Inscryption AU again :))) These are the sun and moon designs for the AU. They are both Scrybes but are not as powerful as the main 4 since they both need to work together to create cards

Solaris and Lunar, the Celestial Scrybes, create their cards by watching the stars and other outer space objects with their telescopes

They also have a deck ( Celestial Deck) and a currency (Stardust) of their own but i wasn't able to draw it yet

have some sketches of them as cards from the beast deck tho :) <- had to change their names cuz theres already a "The Moon" card in-game

[ruegarding]

bonus! frank's dyspraxia coding (6):

[brookbee]

David Bowie and the Spiders from Mars performing the song “Ziggy Stardust,” 1973

[bayetea]

I didn't talk about this in my big post about frank's awkward and potentially toxic relationship to his masculinity (you don't need to go read it but this post might not make as much sense without it) but I do think it's significant that leo has his comment about the prophecy 7 wanted posters where he's like "I know I'm not worth as much as a percy or a jason but am I worth at least like... two franks?" and frank is genuinely upset about it. and who wouldn't be upset about a joke like that but this line specifically evaluates frank as the most worthless man among his prophecy 7 peers (leo didn't include the women in his comment). and we know that in son frank was struggling with being a man in the way that his grandmother + his father + camp jupiter + frank himself wants him to be and he was already struggling with feeling like a useful member of the crew in moa so this joke from leo is just adding onto all of that

so for frank to then go on his lil adventure with hazel and nico in hoh and have lines like "being with hazel and pretending to be her bodyguard made him feel needed and useful" is just... like it's understandable but it's also a little yucky right? I don't think it would be reading too much into this to surmise that feeling needed by a woman and putting himself in a protective role over her is what helps frank to mend his wounded pride shortly after leo's emasculating comment. it's such a heavily gendered and heterotypical interaction. like the inverse of this would be hazel liking that frank is so much bigger than her and protecting her and how that makes her feel so small and femme or whatever lol

and this isn't frank hate or even frazel hate btw I'm crazy about them. but it just makes me sad that this is what happens to frank in hoh. he starts off the book upset that he's basically on the bottom of the male demigod totem pole or whatever and so this interaction with hazel helps him feel like more of a man. then he has his knight in shining armor hazel rescue moment. and then he gets to be even more of a manly man guy when his father "rewards" him with the blessing of mars and now he's just the most ripped masculine man guy of them all. like... okay. is that a good thing??? is that a good ending????? because it just has an unpleasant undertone to me. idk I'm not a man or whatever but that's just my two cents. again not frank hate I just can't help but side-eye rick's messaging here

[tenroses07]

If Rose ever found out what Ten did in The Waters of Mars…oh he would get chewed out so bad

[vanillacoke25]

"brokeback puppets" @coffeehater19's words after hearing me yap abt "the licking game". so poetic

our image, please credit if u wanna use it (and i say that proudly, we're proud of our creation ✊🏼)

[dreamings-free]

it’s for Music Venue Trust oh he really is a good! 💛

1/3/25

[aurasprezzatura]

[seductive-farter]

evevevwveveveevwvevevevev

Mick in red Mick in red Mick in red Mick in red AAAAAAAAAAA

[m4rz1t0ne]

posting art to tumblr and clicking the picture to reveal that my art has been posted in FULL QUALITY is like opening up the fridge and theres a beautiful cake inside and you did not know it was gonna be there

[victorluvsalice]

Valicer In The Dark Snippet: Blessing

Hey everyone -- after yesterday's reblog of "Eating Gods" by @caffeinewitchcraft, and the thoughts it inspired in me regarding Smiler's relationship with the eldritch god of happiness Mar-Mal in AUs like Valicer In The Dark, I decided I might as well share with you all a snippet that's been sitting in my VITD Master Doc for a while: "Blessing!" AKA, Smiler's reaction to waking up with glowing yellow eyes one day after a surprise blessing from Mar-Mal in the wake of their creation of Joy Serum. Because even they were like ?! when they first saw them. XD Hope you enjoy!

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“Mmmmm…”

Smiler blinked, then blinked again, sleep stubbornly clinging to their eyelashes. Ooof – slow start this morning, they noted, sitting up and shaking their head to knock some of the drowsiness out of it. Not used to that. Then again, that was a long party last night. Fun, though! Definitely worth getting to bed late...speaking of which, what time is it? They rubbed their eyes and checked their little clock, ticking away on the bedside table. Let’s see –

Huh. Halfway through the second hour already? That’s not like me. Mum and Dad are probably wondering why I’m not already in the kitchen getting the tea on. They stretched, pulling their arms back behind their head. Of course, they were there at the party too – they know how busy I was showing off my Joy Serum to everyone! I’m so glad that Dr. Gertslauer approved it for general sale as well as marmalisation – I can’t wait to share it with the whole city! Hopefully I’ve got enough syringes for my first sales day – and even if I don’t, I’m sure Dr. Gladwell would be happy to give me some. Maybe I can ask him after breakfast… They shook their head again. If I ever wake up! All right, why am I having such trouble getting going this morning? So I went to bed a little later than normal – I’ve done that before, and usually I pop awake no problem! And I don’t feel like I slept bad –

Though...I – I do kind of remember having a weird dream. Think it was about my – marmalisation? There were definitely spirals, I know that much...and something warm wrapped around me...and this oddly-pleasant buzzing, crackling noise in my ears...and someone – something talking to me? Something – something about –

You brilliant, beautiful little thing! The happiness you’re going to bring the world – you deserve the absolute best I can give you! Everyone should know how marvelous you are! Now don’t wiggle, I’ve got you, I’ve got you...there. You know my spirals, don’t you? Of course you do… Just let the joy fill you up...that’s right, just as bright and wonderful as you are...

A smile spread across their face practically of its own volition. Yeah – whatever that was, it was really nice, they thought, tossing their covers back and swinging their legs over the side of the bed. Worth feeling a little groggy this morning. But it’s definitely time to get up and start the day properly! Happiness waits for no man! Or no woman, or whatever the hell it is I am. Point is, no waiting! They thrust their feet into their waiting slippers, then hopped up and headed for the bathroom, humming a jaunty little tune to themselves.

The bathroom was, happily, unoccupied when they arrived – Smiler lit the lamp on the counter, then shut the door behind them and went straight for the toilet to take care of the usual morning business. Once that was done, they flushed, washed their hands, glanced at themselves in the mirror, then leaned down to wash their face –

Then snapped their head back up again because what in Mar-Mal’s name are my eyes yellow?!

Staring at their reflection quickly made it obvious that the answer to that question was “yes.” Smiler gawped at themselves, blinking rapidly in case that did anything to change what they were seeing. It did not – their eyes, formerly a perfectly ordinary green, remained a bright, vibrant yellow. What the – cheese and crust, they’re actually glowing, Smiler realized, leaning forward for a better look. That’s – odd. When did this happen? My eyes were the same as they always were when I went to bed last night! I mean, I think they were, don’t recall the last time I looked in a mirror – but Mum and Dad would have told me if they’d suddenly changed color! They lightly poked at the corner of their left eye. Is – is this a weird side effect of all the glow orb juice I’ve been working with lately? I did go through quite a lot, given how many times I had to test the Joy Serum...but that would have affected my hands first, right? Shouldn’t the rest of me be glowing too? They held up their hands, studying them in the mirror. No, everything else seems normal...so what’s going on here?

“Smiler? Honey, are you up? We have breakfast!”

“Ah – yes! Just a minute!” Smiler called back, eyes still locked onto their own reflection. This is really bizarre...I guess I should just be grateful it doesn’t hurt or anything? And I can still see fine...I might even see better in darkness now, given I’ve got my own personal light shining out of my face. Bright side! Literally! They snorted at their own joke, then shook their head one last time before leaning over and splashing their face with some water. All right – let’s see what Mum and Dad make of this, and if they think it’s cause to worry. At least I know that, even if it is something bad, we have plenty of Leeches around here that could take a look at me. Not that I’m sure what they could do, but – still.

They finished washing up, then – after one final baffled glance in the mirror – headed to the breakfast table, figuring that getting dressed could wait this morning. Mum was setting out the plates when they arrived, with Dad nearby finishing up the morning toast. “Well, you’re a bit of a sleepy-head today, aren’t you?” Mum gently teased, looking up at them as she put down the last plate. “It’s not like you to sleep – in…”

She trailed off, her own eyes going wide as she clocked what was different about her adopted child’s face. “Happy Numbers,” Smiler greeted her with an awkward smile and a wave. “I – uh – woke up like this?”

“What’s going on?” Dad asked, taking the toast off the flame and dropping it onto the serving platter next to him. He turned and took in his wife’s stunned face with a raised eyebrow. “Darling?”

“Matt,” Mum squeaked, pointing at Smiler’s face. “Look.”

Dad came over and looked – and froze, staring at Smiler with the same wide-eyed gape. For a split second, Smiler began to wonder if they’d caught some horrible disease at the party and needed to go back to their room –

And then Dad’s face lit up with the biggest smile Smiler had seen on him yet (and Dad was capable of some big smiles). “My my – this is brilliant!” he declared, swooping in and seizing Smiler in a bone-crushing hug. “What an honor!”

“Our own child!” Mum agreed, grabbing them around the middle and squeezing. “Oh, honey, I knew you’d earned Mar-Mal’s favor with that Joy Serum recipe, but I never thought they’d go ahead and touch you!”

“Touch – what?” Smiler blurted, returning the hugs on automatic as they tried to make sense of what their parents were saying.

“You know, sweetie – like when you were marmalised!” Mum explained, beaming at them. “Mar-Mal reaching into your mind to let you know how much they love you!”

Just let the joy fill you up… And they had, letting their mind get lost in the spirals as an intense, bone-deep happiness consumed their entire body – just like it had when they’d been sitting in that seat inside the altar, high on glow fruit juice and deep in trance. But – but this had been Mar-Mal themselves marmalising them – wrapping their very soul up in their eternal bliss. And a god marmalising you directly would definitely be more powerful than their Advocates doing it, wouldn’t it? Be more likely to leave a permanent mark of their favor, letting the world know that – that – I’ve been blessed, Smiler realized, their face splitting in a grin so wide it hurt. They actually blessed me last night! I’m one of their chosen – their favorites, their beloved! Oh gods, this is – this is fantastic! I never thought – oh, thank you, thank you! they thought, clinging to their parents all the tighter as they imagined embracing their god in all their hypnotic glory. I love you too – and I’ll do my best to make you proud, I promise!

Dad gave them another squeeze, then pulled back, gaze warm as he took in Smiler’s face. “Well – what an incredible thing to wake up to,” he declared. “We’re going to have to tell everyone – set up a proper celebration, right after breakfast!”

And then – just for a moment – his and Mum’s smiles faltered. “Ah – you do still want breakfast, right?”

Oh – right. There were reasons Mar-Mal didn’t usually contact their worshipers so directly – and most of them were sitting in rooms deep in the Ministry, giggling mindlessly to themselves as they gazed out at the world through spiral eyes. “I’m fine, Dad,” Smiler quickly said, not wanting their parents’ joy to be marred by thoughts like that. They waved at their eyes. “See – just yellow! Mar-Mal didn’t marmalise me too much! And yes, I–”

GROOOWWWWLLL…

All eyes went to Smiler’s stomach. “...I very much want breakfast,” Smiler finally finished with a chuckle.

The slight, barely-noticed tension went out of Mum and Dad, leaving their smiles pure. “Oh, good – we’ve got toast with butter and honey this morning,” Mum said, pulling them toward the table as Dad went to get the honey from the cupboard. “Sorry, I know it’s practically Dust Day fare, but…”

“It’s fine, Mum – we can load up later,” Smiler said, taking their seat. They gave her a grin and a wink. “After all – I’m sure Dr. Gertslauer and the other Advocates are going to want to throw another party.”

“And why shouldn’t they?” Mum beamed and patted their arm as she sat down beside them. “I’m so proud. You deserve it most of any of us.”

“Indeed – you’ve done so much to advance the cause of happiness since we found you over near Chimewater Canal,” Dad agreed, putting the platter of warm toast in front of them. “I can think of no one better to receive such a gift.”

“Thanks.” Smiler looked between them, biting down on their wobbling lip as joy flooded them again. “I’m – I’m so glad you two stopped that day.”

“We are too,” Mum said, reaching over and giving them another hug. “Now come on, eat your breakfast and get dressed! I can’t wait to share the good news.”

[moghedien]

I really love this version of the song because its so funny and yet so accurate to their characters in how they'd deal with encountering clones like

Like you have Usagi silently aplauding hers when its beating up her friends and being cute but then she's like "wait I don't wanna deal with this" when it starts coming after her

And then Ami's like "I can't attack people who look just like us!"

And then Rei's like "I CAN" and is just waiting for an excuse to attack all her friends' imposters

and then Mako is like "I HAVE WAITED MY ENTIRE LIFE TO PVP MYSELF"

And then there's Minako who's like "Ok now that you are all done fighting, the two Sailor Venuses are ready to perform"

[blanketforcas]

just remembered we used to call klaine kisses klisses... never forget where you came from. stay humble