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Blue Zipper Pouch

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[dragon--n93]

[wishlisted]

“Please don’t fuck with my shit” zipper pouch from Blue Q

[dineshartshop]

(via "Last Unicorn-Limited Edition Since Forever" Magnet for Sale by DineshArtShop)

[cherrychilli]

18+ Eddie Munson x f! reader, best friend! Eddie, friends to lovers, mentions of bodily injury, mentions of masturbation (m), oral sex(m)

Summary: Eddie hurts his dick and as his best friend, you decide to help him ease his pain.

WC: 3K

A/N: I am so tickled by the idea of Eddie wrecking his cock and balls on accident so I had to write about it and wedge in some spice as well. Enjoy!

When Eddie had told you he wasn't feeling well enough to hangout tonight he should have realized that someone like you, caring and loyal almost to a fault, would take it upon themselves to help in any way they could, showing up at his trailer a few hours later with dinner and a zipper pouch full of medicine he might need.

"Ding dong, I'm here to take care of you, Munson", you'd gleamed at him playfully.

It was no secret that he didn't take the best care of himself whenever he was under the weather. Eddie was known for skipping his meds and spending most of the day swathed in a cocoon made of blankets, emerging hours later to pad into the kitchenette where he'd nibble at cold, leftover takeout before weakly traipsing back to bed.

So, when you showed up at his front door with your arms wound around a thermos full of homemade chicken soup and a Tupperware container warm with baked salmon, he should have felt happy. He should have felt grateful for the trouble you'd gone through just to make sure that he ate well and was looked after while he was on his own but instead, all he felt was the sharp, piercing sting of guilt.

The thing was, Eddie wasn't really sick.

He wasn't running a fever like he'd claimed over the phone. He'd purposely hidden the real reason why he couldn't come over to your place and watch a movie like the two of you had planned because well, he was embarrassed.

The truth was, Eddie couldn't come hangout because his dick and balls were killing him.

It had happened last night.

He'd been spread out on the couch while Wayne was away, dressed only in a pair of boxers snug around his hips with a movie playing on TV to keep him entertained throughout the night.

As usual, a blunt was held between his plush lips for most of the evening too, a bottle of jack by his feet which he'd pick up and gulp from time to time.

The combination of alcohol and the weed served a particular purpose that night – helping to make the tooth achingly bad acting in Zombie Lake more tolerable, a movie he'd picked solely for the gratuitous nudity.

Forty minutes of naked, unsuspecting women wading in zombie infested waters later and he was more than a little strung out at that point, rendered blissfully languid while he lay slumped against the couch.

Eddie had picked that moment to reach for the whiskey with his bloodshot, half lidded eyes still plastered on the TV screen, missing twice before he managed to pick it up with light fingers.

Bringing the three quarters full bottle up to his lips for another swig, that was when the booze slipped out of his loose grip, too high to react quickly enough and catch it before it was too late.

With his thighs spread far apart, the full weight of the bottle landed directly on his crotch, the pain shooting from between his legs like daggers, enough to make him feel like the air had been kicked right out of his lungs.

The carpet and couch soaked up most of the spilled whiskey, the nearly empty bottle lying on its side on the floor while Eddie couldn't do much but cup both hands over his junk and curl into himself, trying to grunt, groan and hiss through the pain as tears brewed in his eyes.

Now, it's almost been a full 24 hours since the incident happened but his dick's still super sore from the impact. And to make matters worse his balls are blue in more ways than one.

See, Eddie's got the kind of sex drive that had him jacking off at least twice a day to keep himself sane but now thanks to his injury, he's already feeling pent up, unable to tug his swollen cock and give himself that much needed release.

So, though your outfit isn't provocative, it's still you, his best friend whom he's harbored less than platonic feelings for so of course your denim shorts and your tank top are making him want to act up, the swirling desire at the base of his stomach burning even hotter with the way you're taking care of him, showing him a level of concern no one else has before.

It isn't fair, he thinks, having to sit across from you on the couch while he tries to fight off the growing ache in his cock, tries to will his sore member soft for the sake of your friendship as well as curbing his own pain.

You're yet to notice his dilemma though, rummaging through your bag while Eddie tries not to let the scent of your body wash trigger flashes of you sitting in your bath tub with your bare tits above water, all wet and soapy with your nipples all hard and the bubbles trailing between your cleavage and–

"Shit", he hisses when a twinge of pain flares as his dick starts to twitch in his sweats.

"Everything okay, Eds?", you look up from your bag when you hear it but he's quick to wipe the grimace from his face, faking his best smile at you.

"All good. So, what are we doing next?"

He's relieved when he watches your soft smile slowly return to your face, the kind that reaches your eyes and curves your lips in that way that makes him want to reach out and cup your cheek, running his thumb over your soft skin before he tells you how pretty he thinks you are.

"How about casual sex?", you ask, all chipper.

"…what?"

In an instant Eddie's whole body alternates between flashes of frigid cold and scorching hot. Had he heard you right? were you…offering? fuck, his dick is throbbing so bad in his sweats right now.

You dive your hand back into your bag, pulling out a VHS tape and holding it out for Eddie to see.

"Figured a comedy would be for the best", you waved the tape in his gawking face, his stomach somersaulting when he reads the title. Of all the movies you could have picked, you just had to go pick the one called Casual Sex? didn't you?

"Plus, I know how much you like Lea Thompson so I figured this would be a good pick", you smiled sweetly at him, tapping a finger over the actress pictured on the cover.

Another sharp prick of guilt and another dull ache radiates in Eddie's crotch because his mind's being especially cruel to him right now, dredging up unwanted memories of the time he wore out a copy of Howard the Duck by beating his meat to Lea Thompson's scenes all day and night.

"Uh, got anything else?", he croaks, clearing his throat when you narrow your eyes at him a little suspiciously.

After a little back and forth, the two of you end up watching The Thing to Eddie's relief. Nothing there that might trigger a boner except the couple of times you squealed adorably when Kurt Russell popped up on screen, kicking your feet and hugging your knees to your chest, inadvertently making your cleavage more noticeable over the neckline of your tank top.

Eddie's able to ignore it for the most part, that was until you offered to help clean up a little once the movie was over, bending over in your denim shorts to gather the empty soda cans sitting on the table in front of the couch.

Despite the alarm bells echoing in his head, he can't seem to help it, eyes trailing up the back of your smooth, bare thighs, settling on your ass and the way he can just about make out a peek of your cheeks now that your shorts have ridden up high.

Oh shit.

Up until now you'd been pretty pert all night but when you turn around, you're instantly startled by the look on Eddie's face, all twisted up and pinched as he presses a cushion into his lap and begins to wince.

"Eddie, what's wrong?", you set the cans aside, dropping back down on to the couch beside him.

Yet another flash of pain courses through him when he catches sight of the way your breasts bounce in your tank top when you take a seat. Jesus, this wasn't going to be easy, was it?

Eddie tries to mask it but you can read the pain there easily, especially when you're so close to him now, close enough that your shoulder brushes against his bicep.

"Eddie please, you can tell me. What's wrong?"

If there was a way out of this without having to admit the truth, without having to tell you how he'd given a whole new meaning to the term whiskey dick, he couldn't seem to find it, feeling helpless as he crumbles under the weight of your concerned, round-eyed stare.

"I lied, okay? I'm not sick, I just…"

Insides twisting, he has to squeeze his eyes shut the moment he sees the confusion register on your face, the way your eyebrows draw together and your eyes narrow. It's too much for him to handle and it all comes flooding out at once.

"I dropped a bottle of whiskey on my dick last night and now the damn thing's killing me because you look so– uh. Fuck. You look so…like, this and it's just– it's a lot"

Daring to open his eyes again, he finds that your own eyes have gone understandably wide, your lips slightly parted too and he hates himself for thinking how badly he'd like to slip his fingers between them and watch you suck.

"Oh. So like, is it– are you hurt badly?", you break the silence after a few seconds of processing his word vomit, blinking up at Eddie like you're fascinated to learn more about his injured cock.

"I mean, I don't think it's anything I need to go to hospital over but yeah. Hurts a lot", he replies a little sheepishly, a side of Eddie you don't see very often because he's far and away from the shy type that's for sure.

"Like when you get hard?", you tilt your head to the side curiously.

Eddie blinks back at you when you say it, clearly taken aback by how casually you're treating this whole situation after how hard he'd tried to hide it but he manages to answer you with a slow nod.

He shivers next when suddenly you drop your gaze to the cushion he's got pressed over his aching boner. "Hm… it’s probably not going to go away anytime soon either, huh? we should do something about that", you suggest thoughtfully.

In that moment, all he can do is look at you in disbelief, sweat beading at his temple and his fingers trembling on top of the cushion. This couldn't really be happening, could it? His best friend since, forever, offering to get him off?

Eyes drifting up to his once more, you lean a little closer, voice dropping down to a whisper. "I could help you", you offer, tentatively placing your hand on Eddie's knee. "Only if you want me to."

Adams apple bobbing, it hurts Eddie when he swallows, finding his throat's turned dry and tight in the last few seconds.

"Seriously? you'd actually do that? um, are you sure?"

You bite back a laugh because the look on his face is nothing short of adorable, all wide eyed and eager like a puppy awaiting a treat.

"Well, you could sit here with your bruised dick and keep whimpering like a baby or you could let me make you feel better. What's it going to be, Eds?", you quirk up an eyebrow at him at the same time the corner of your mouth picks up into a playful smirk.

"The second one please", he answers quickly, his cheeks flooding with so much color you kind of want to pinch them and tease him about how cute he looks right now.

"Thought so."

Smiling, you pick yourself up off the couch, carefully lowering yourself to kneel between Eddie's legs when you place your hands on his knees and gently encourage him to spread them apart.

He's quick to help you when you reach for the waistband of his sweatpants next, carefully pulling both it and his boxers down to finally free his cock.

For both of you, it's surreal being in this position – Eddie with his cock out, all hard and throbbing for you and you wedged perfectly between his legs like a puzzle piece he'd been searching for all his life.

You have to take a few seconds to admire it; the way the length of him blushes red and curves up towards his belly, the way the many veins wrap around his thickness and the dark, wiry thatch of hair at his base, untrimmed and full. Just how you'd always imagined based on how wild Eddie kept the hair on his head.

Eyes trailing lower, you have to resist the urge to palm his balls to keep from possible hurting him. You want to feel the weight of them in your hand though because you can't help but think they look so full and that makes you feel sorry for Eddie and how he'd had to deal with that discomfort all day.

The thought has you pushing your lips out into a sympathetic little pout, hand reaching out to finally touch him. Gently, you use your fingers to pull back his soft foreskin, leaning forward and parting your lips to delicately kitten lick at his red, leaking tip, keeping your eyes fixed on his face for any signs of discomfort.

You're pleased to find none, chest blooming with pride as you watch complete bliss wash over Eddie's face, swirling your tongue gently and collecting beads of precum when you hear him sigh and moan with relief.

"Oh my god, that's – that's really fucking good. Please keep going", he whines unabashedly because that persistent ache that's been troubling him since last night is being soothed so fucking well by your eager tongue. At this point he doesn't even care what kind of sounds you might pull out of him, desperate to feel more of your touch.

"Don't think I'm gonna last long", he gulps when you blink up at him with your pretty lips wrapped around his tip. "Your mouth feels too good."

His words make your confidence rise like steadily billowing smoke. "You don't need to", you tell him truthfully. "I just want to make you feel better", pressing a sweet kiss to the top of his smooth head, loving the way his breath stutters when you do it and the feeling of his sticky precum coating your lips in a shiny film. Like he's marking you..

As you continue, you refrain from using your hands while you pleasure him, keeping them pressed flat against his inner thighs, using only your mouth to kiss and lick up and down his rigid shaft as your nose nudges against it softly, returning to suckle at his tip from time to time.

It's easy to tell how badly Eddie must have needed this because he's unravelling so quickly under your touch as he throws his head back against the couch, his hands balled into fists by his sides while he whimpers about how well you're doing.

He's so pretty like this with his neck bared to you but you miss his gaze, removing your swelling lips from his cock to coax him back. "Don't hold back with me, Teddie. Tell me what you need and I'll give it to you", you coo earnestly.

Lifting his cloudy head to look down at you, it's Eddie's turn to surprise you when he brings one hand up to brush back a few strands of hair that'd gotten stuck to your damp cheek, a brief moment of tenderness that makes the butterflies resting in the depths of your stomach wake and beat their wings.

"Could you go a little lower?", he asks you, chest heaving and lips slightly pink from biting.

"Want me to lick your balls?", you try to clarify.

That makes him chuckle, a sweet, airy sound that makes you feel like there's sunlight spilling through the spaces between your ribs, filling up your whole chest with pleasant warmth.

"When d'you start talking like this, huh? Y' got such a dirty mouth on you, sweetheart", he teases you lightly, pulling his hand back so you can get back to working him.

You simply smile against his shaft in reply, feigning coy and innocence while trailing kisses lower and lower until you reach the seam of his balls. Placing your warm tongue flat against it, you draw it up slowly, wetting his heated skin before pressing more kisses against his sack, giggling when the hair there starts to tickle your lips.

"Think you can handle it if I take you in my throat? I'll go slow, I promise", you speak up from between his legs.

Given how often he's pumped his cock to the very thought of you throating him, Eddie nearly trips over himself trying to find the words to answer.

"Holy shit, yes please", he manages to let out with a strained groan.

That's all you needed to hear before you're taking him into your mouth again, bobbing up and down a few times slowly, careful not to let your teeth scrape his sensitive skin before you bob deeper and let him reach the back of your throat, triggering your gag reflex and making your throat close around him nice and tight.

"Baby– baby, fuck I'm going to cum", he gasps, hips jerking, eyes squeezing shut.

And that's all the warning he can manage to give you before he's spilling down your throat, thick, creamy ropes of it which you swallow down eagerly and as best as you can.

Most of it slides down the warm, wet contracting walls of your throat but you realize just how pent-up Eddie must have been when your cheeks puff out a little with a generous amount of his cum that you couldn't manage to gulp down fast enough, pulling off of Eddie's softening cock with a mouthful of spend sitting warm on your tongue, coating the insides of your cheeks.

Sitting there on your knees while Eddie pants and recuperates, a deeply curious part of you has you swishing his cum in your mouth, savoring the distinct, tangy taste of him before you part your lips and let him look inside.

Exhausted but entirely amazed, he gawks at you and the viscous mess of spit and semen in your mouth, tempted to stick his own tongue in there and taste himself on you before you press your swollen lips back together and promptly swallow, a beaming smile breaking out on your face.

"See? told you I'd take care of you."

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Heroes & Villains Clone Backpack Review!

The Heroes and Villains Clone Troopers collection is here!!

I'm absolutely ECSTATIC about this collection, bc I've wanted a general clones/GAR collection (not TBB/332nd, as cool as they are) for AGES. I begged a rep for this collection in person at last year's NYCC, so now that it's here, of course I ordered ASAP. Got a few other items that I'll review too, but starting off with the backpack!

This is the "Grand Army Tech Backpack"! There are tons of little nods to the clones/the GAR throughout.

Detailed review of the design under cut!

First, the top flap is a really neat fusion design of both the clones' helmets & ARC pauldrons. Only visible from a top-down view, the black bit in the middle actually looks like the clones' visors, which is a design thing I love that they also did with their Ahsoka Trooper backpacks. It's got the helmet vents over the blue, and the sides can come out to look more like shoulder pauldrons too!

On this flap, there's a lil black velcro patch that reads "Elite Clones" in Aurebesh. In the middle, you can swap out the designations of 4 included clones: Rex, Fives, Echo, and Cody! (love them ALL, but sorry I've a Cody bias) I LOVE that they have this customization option, since all us clone lovers have our biases😅 (will include more details on this in a follow-up reblog1)

Next, we've got the stretchy cross bands across the front middle, which are practical because they can stretch to hold stuff, but visually, are clearly a nod to the straps over ARC kamas. A bit hard to see in photos, but they cross over a Republic Cog on the white pleather!

Below that is the 3-button ARC chest pouch-inspired pocket. There's a GAR patch next to it, and both of these are on top of another flat pouch. There are 2 pouches on both sides of this, giving the appearance of ARC holsters.

On one side, there's a detachable "gadget case," which is really fun! However, one comment: I don't love how the zipper opens on the bottom, which means that if you want to put anything inside it without securing it tightly into a compartment, it'll fall straight out🥲Could be solved if it opened at the top instead!

Both sides have very stretchy bottle holders that hold my chonky thermos from Batuu with ease. Also, loops so you can easily hook carabiners (and then add more keychains/charms for more personalization eyyy)

Overall, I absolutely adore this bag. It's got an awesome design that's clearly got a ton of thought put into it, and is an amazing homage to GAR clones and specifically ARC troopers!

Because Tumblr posts only allow one video per post, please keep an eye on the reblogs because I'll add videos showing how the velcro designations swap out + a demonstration of how much this thing fits.

This post is NOT sponsored, just a fan sharing honest reviews.

However, here's my non-influencer “refer a friend” code, if you want $25 off $75!

And here's a direct link to the bag itself on the Heroes & Villains site!

Hope this review was helpful!

[tamapalace]

Bandai Namco Nui Announces Tamagotchi Chibi Sewing Pouches

Formerly Shop Nui, now Bandai Namco Nui, has just announced adorable Tamagotchi Chibi Sewing pouches! These small pouches are made by Bandai, and are 130mm tall, designed to look like your favorite Tamagotchi’s, and feature a zipper at the top along with a carabiner clip at the top.

The designs to choose from include the Blue Clock P1, White with Characters P2, Yellow Keiti Kaitsuu, Blue Tamagotchi Plus Color, and Pink iD L.

Simply un zipper the top to slide your Tamagotchi or plushie into the built-in blanket and pillow where it will remain save while you travel with it! These are currently available for preorder on the Bandai Namco Nui website for ¥2,750 including tax and are set to be released in late April, 2024.

[ninoxwof]

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Turtle! Requested by my girlfriend. Had a lot of ideas for him so it was a little difficult to simplify him down.

[Image ID: A digital drawing of the seawing character from wings of fire, Turtle. He's an emerald green seawing dragon. He has a light red neck that transitions into a desaturated green underbelly. Down his neck to his tail, he has a darker greenish blue color, he also has blocky spots on his beak forehead and near his eye of that same color, that resembles markings of that of a turtle's. His bioluminescent scales and coral stalk like horns are a light green offwhite. His fins are kelp and seaweed like, with a blue color and he has a stalk on his head with an esca. Wrapped around his neck is a zippered pouch bag in the shape of a turtle shell. On his left wrist, he has a bracelet that has three skyfires in it, while the rest of the slots on the bracelet hold nothing. On his wings, he has a wave like bioluminescent marking to show he is of seawing royalty. He has worrying blue green eyes with a little bit of yellow in them, and his upper eye lids are showing. He is sitting down looking anxiously with one arm raised slightly off the ground. /.End ID.]

[khizuo]

so i made strappy plaid pants from scratch using curtains that I got for free. and holy shit i'm so proud of them they took a while and I made a bunch of mistakes but the end result looks great (i still need to attach belt loops but shhhh)

[IDs: 1. a photo of handmade Tripp-style pants made with blue and white plaid. The pants are laying on a wood floor with the front side facing up. They have two front pockets and are fastened with a white zipper and small black button in the center. They are also decorated with two decorative zippers near the pockets, a pair of parallel grommet straps across the right leg, and two fabric attachments on the shin portion. On the left side of the pants are some small extra straps and a pocket pouch. Two straps attached to the back of the pants can be seen crossing over each other in an x shape.

2. a photo of handmade Tripp-style pants made with blue and white plaid. The pants are laying on a wooden floor with the back side facing up. Along the top of the pants are two pockets with zippers and D-rings attached to each. These D-rings are connected to two detachable straps, which cross over each other and are both connected on the other end to D-rings on the opposite pant leg. Two zippers run up the calve portion of each pant leg, both of which have an extra fabric panel behind them. The pocket pouch with extra straps is still visible.

/end ID.]

[vivilingriphyn]

The Sham

Here’s my take on Jay’s design.

I honestly wanted to do this on digital so I could also show his color palette but alas my thumb could only do so much and how laggy my phone is I don’t think i could’ve finished this.

Anywho, let’s talk about his design. His design is honestly heavily mostly based on all the headcanons I have for Jay over the years that I haven’t watched Ninjago, hence why it survived in my mind and heart for so long. So let’s talk about those as well shall we?

Now first off his Facial features, I’ve always thought Jay had sharp features yet soft features to which he choice to emphasize more of his softness because I imagine growing up, he wanted to be as approachable and liked, instead of shun and unintentionally intimidate others, which would only make it harder for him to fit in and socialize than he already is. But ever since he turned into a serpentine and turned back, he didn't entirely turn back fully human one of those perks is being able to somewhat control the shape of his pupils, making them sharp and menacing to cute puppy dog eyes that you could never resist, making him look cute, innocent and pitiful or even creepy and inhuman in some cases. As well as some of his internal bone structure changing, ability to grow fangs or even being able to cover his mouth so wide because of those internal changes in his body that only developed overtime.

I would imagine that some days he would just be in constant pain because of these changes inside his body but no one knew what was wrong with him since these changes was happening in a slow pace where his body could also adapt but can’t exactly avoid those days where Jay is in pain because a major change is happening inside of his body.

Which I wanna imagine, only aided in his image as the weakness among the Ninja, with how often or not he would need to skip training, deeming him weak because of his mysterious health complications over the years, but that never stopped him from putting up a brave face when needed even if he’s in so much pain.

Another one of my head canon is his eyes, I always expected Jay to have brown or Blue eyes but went with Blue, both of his eyes were originally blue but after the events of skybound his right eye has changed, from Blue to Yellow and cracks, as well as his scars turning into lighting shaped marks instead.

I always has this headcanon of time affecting Lighting Masters differently and as well as how the mental state effects the element, since time effects lightning masters differently, the lightning marks where the most severe scars once were, and his eyes changing color from whatever happened to his eye (which I love the headcanon of Nadakhan just gauging it out with his hook) left a much more heavy trauma hence it’s color and appearance. The cracks being how his eye was damaged and the color being influenced by the one that caused it. I wanna imagine it held much more orange and amber color to it but slowly shifted to yellow as Jay begins to heal from his trauma but the color never turns back to its original color. Nor the marks left on him, a show of acceptance that he knows that things won’t be the same for him ever again since.

Next is his clothing, again with how I wanted for him to emphasize his softness with round shapes, overlooking most his menacing or sharp features or even entirely, with puff sleeves and pants, giving him more round edge, this also applies to the snake body on his clothes, which could easily dismissed as swirls or even the long body of a dragon, the Ninja’s are heavily associated with dragons, no one would bat an eye and think that isn’t a dragon’s body or just the dragon’s scales.

The design for his outfit also gives him a lot of mobility, and comfort, and as well as hidden pockets, one of course is are on the slit pants which is hidden in the lining, he has pockets inside his Gi which also has zippers to make sure nothing falls out, and as well as black pouch strapped near his ankle on his right leg and a dagger strapped to his left leg as well.

The color of the danger and pouch are black as well as his leggings and the inside of his slit pants which makes them hidden and blends in.

Which here comes another head canon of mine over the years is that, Jay stays low when he fights, especial when it’s close range so it wouldn’t be off to see him suddenly him crouched which gives it a bit of an element of surprise when one moment he has no sharp weapons then sudden a dagger is in their face and is inches away from stabbing em or when deceiving your enemies when he’s down only to have a knife stabbed in their throat.

Staying low and close to the ground as possible is kinda also his serpent side, showing a bit of that animalistic side, staying low and hidden till it was time to strike. But i wanna touch on my headcanon for his fighting style in another post.

Another part of the Ninja’s Gi for my design is that they have this feature, when the Ninja sweat the inside of their Gi actually gets cold, (this idea came from when a friend of mine lend me their jacket and they were really sweating at the time before their gave it to me and god it felt really cold when I wore it and i wanted to give this feature on the Ninja’s Gis)

I unfortunately couldn’t add this in the draw but Jay’s wrist guards also have blades in them, but Jay rarely uses them but uses them in case for emergencies, as well as good for hiding thin objects, like needles and paper, which also applies for his puff sleeves and the generate puffiness of his Gi making it had to see whether Jay does have stuff inside his Gi or not.

And that’s most of the things I wanted to talk about, in the design, I honestly wanted to make another page but with Jay’s mask on, weapons, facial expressions, poses, etc, etc. but maybe next time. I still have life breathing down my neck to finish my work ^^