#deep anon

[my-castles-crumbling]

how yo date a girl when I deeply hate her parents?

Iam actually kinda scared she’ll see this bc ik she follows you too and I don’t want her to know 😬😬

anyways

we are kinda neighbors really close

Our parents also got beef but they are also homophobic and transphobic they keep referring to a trans guy friend “X & Y’s daughter who decided she’s a boy now” making me wanna punch them and dirt talking a shared neighbor for being a lesbian and the neighbor is also a friend of my mom’s.

also they got a little Shit of a dog they let loose whenever

he’s a small poodle thing and still scares my german shepherd- golden retriever mix who is 3 times his size

her parents keep just letting him loose and he chase us down the stairs and shit and they just go home and don’t really care

this shit is so unaducated he even bite THEM

they say if my dog bite theirs maybe he’ll stop and not really care and after the last time he pretty much attacked mine when my little sister was walking him alone and scared the shite out of her my parents also quite don’t like them

she is against the letting loose thing and told her parants to stop but they obviously don’t care

She is queer i know that but how do i deal with her shit parants and stuff?

I'm sorry her parents suck so much </3

I think this takes some communication between you and your girlfriend to discuss what you need from her and what she's about to give. You can't change her parents, but you can set expectations in your relationship. Do you need your girlfriend to say something when her parents are being bigoted? Is it safe for her to do so? If your needs and her abilities don't align, then this might not be the relationship for you, and that's not a failure on either of your parts. Remember though, you're dating HER, not her family. Focus on communicating your feelings in a nice way and seeing if you can come up with something you both can do that will make you feel better.

Sending love! Naming you deep anon!

[wormchamp72]

Quick where do you see yourself in 5 years

Five years? Ahhhh...Where do I begin?

Known for being consistently on the Slitherio leaderboard.

A beloved member of the Creepypasta Tumblr community.

A famous writer (of Creepypastas and original fiction alike).

Perhaps...perhaps this worm will branch out a bit. Have a circle of likeminded friends. Perhaps even one friend in particular....*shudders* no. I can't let myself think that way. Especially not given Maximus'....current state. Oh no...now my thoughts are racing...is he okay? Is he alive? Can he ever forgive me? Oh god...*breathes heavily* I can't bear 2 think....

If things have gone as wrong as I believe they have, in five years, I will still be repenting....

Maybe I'll dye my hair black. If mother lets me. Though I doubt she would be against the prospect.

Ha...maybe this worm will be looking for love...if there ever could be someone who matches my wits and can comprehend my dark mind....

Thank you, Anon, for such an introspective ask. You have given me much 2 contemplate.

Peace and love,

Wormchamp72

[xavierfan]

more bre3ding/cr3amp1e p-links pls 🫣

warnings: sexual content below! p-links and sexually explicit descriptions are in this post

i genuinely don't know what to say anymore but this is sylus. on everyone's soul, THIS IS SYLUS

this one too

this too

sylus likes to fuck his seed back into you himself, he does so quite softly. it's an extremely intimate act when he does it, he's gentle and slow, and it's really not about possession to him. he just likes it— the warmth, the slickness, the sound, and the lewdness of it all.

> heavy breeding kink with no hints of possessiveness, he straight up just wants you to have his kid idfk. he would definitely say stuff like, "you're going to make a wonderful mother to our kids." / "kitten, one day you're going to get pregnant and i'm going to be so lucky." / "fuck, kitten, you want me to fuck my cum back into you, right? you want me to get you pregnant, right?"

idk why but this one gives me a caleb vibes

this one is also him

this one too

this too 😭😭😭

i keep adding caleb links im tweaking

caleb really enjoys watching his cum leak out of you. he would tease you, "pipsqueak, you're wasting it", as he just watches you squirm. to him, this is something akin to 'marking' you, walking up behind you later while out talking about, "think you're still leaky, pip."

> he's also probably got a crazy breeding kink mixed with a little —or a lot— bit of crazy obsession idfk, shit like "when your belly gets big, everyone's going to know who you belong to" / "one day i'm gonna get you pregnant" / "you'd look so good carrying my child, pips" / "if you let it all out, you'll hurt my feelings pips."

i think rafayel kind of goes feral once you let him cum in you... like he just keeps going idk

teasing him

rafayel is less breeding kink more crazy about you. loves anything to do with you, sex is not an exception, and he puts you on a pedestal a little differently to the rest of the boys. a bit like a mutt, you let him cum in you and suddenly he can't stop rutting into you, trying to chase another high.

> less breeding kink, more pathetic subby male who is so fucking excited to be fucking you. "fuck. fuck. fuck. 'm gonna cum again, please? please let me keep going?" / "princess, you feel soo good, please." / "princess, i'm sorry, let's keep going..." / "i'll be so good for you, princess, let me keep going."

sorry i know you specifically asked for breeding and i know this isn't but it still has cum ...

this is also zayne idk

zayne....

zayne rarely ever finishes inside of you, citing that it's not good for you, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to. idk how to explain it, he doesn't let himself finish inside of you because he's worried he'll lose self control.

> heavily likes the idea of breeding, like it probably takes everything in his body to not ram into you as he feels his balls squeeze, probably in your ear talking about "you'd look so beautiful pregnant." / "want to start a family with you." / "one day i'm going to get you pregnant, no need to worry." / "if you keep asking me to cum in you, i just might one day..."

i think xavier would like you fucking yourself with his cum... like shoving anything that comes out back inside

this one too

anotha one

xavier just wants to watch your fingers plug your hole up to prevent any more spillage. it brings a smile to his face to see how desperate you are to keep all of his seed inside of you, it probably gets him hard all over again prompting him to say something like, "don't worry, there's more where that came from."

> no specific breeding kink per say but likes the possessive element of pregnancy like caleb, "they'll know what we get up to at night." / "maybe when you're pregnant he'll stop coming up to you" / "want everyone to know how good you make me feel every night"

notes : i couldnt find that many links 😭😭😭 i've been searching all day so i'm sorry anon... pls forgive me... i hope the little blurbs makeup for the lack of links :(

[who-suffered-more]

Anon submission

Propaganda: “Honestly what HASN'T this man gone through. He's in a weird situation ship with a younger British twink as an Irishman. His daughter once aged 10 years and became a feral little Creature. His wife got possessed by some eldritch God that tried to kill her while she was pregnant. He experienced 20 years of imprisonment in 20 minutes due to a mind trick and came back all disoriented and nearly killed himself because of it. He fought in a war. He even had to deal with Q”

[catbolt]

sylus x reader late night swim

"Well, well... aren't you a sight for sore eyes." Sylus murmurs softly, his muscular arms hanging casually off the edge of the pool as he reclines back in the water. You feel his eyes rake over you painfully slowly, his gaze lazy and sated as he takes in all your assets framed beautifully by a little black bikini— one of the gifts he'd gotten you for your birthday a few months prior. "I was wondering when I'd finally get to see you wear that thing. I was starting to think you didn't like it."

"'Course I liked it, just didn't have the occasion for it...." You trail off, noticing the way the pool water's glowing blue reflection sends shivering, shimmering shadows across the surface of his chest. Your inadvertent glance there isn't lost on Sylus, and the corner of his mouth tweaks upward into a catlike smirk. "Join me." He raises a hand to beckon you closer.

Not needing to be told twice, you sink into the warm water, wading towards him. His hands pull you closer instantly, greedily, slotting against your hips like puzzle pieces as he teasingly tugs at the strings of your bikini bottoms. His lips find your ear, pressing a kiss to its shell as he pulls you against him. The only sound other than your soft mingled breaths is the gentle hum of the pool lights that illuminate you both from below. "This is nice, isn't it?"

"Breaking news, Sylus Qin discovers tropical vacations are nice," you tease, nipping softly at his shoulder with a playful bite. You grimace slightly as you taste chlorine on his skin, and his eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles at the sight.

"What if we just... stayed here forever?" He murmurs softly into your hair, one of his hands coming up to wrap protectively around your shoulders. He rests his chin on her head, looking up at a dark night sky patterned with a quilt of stars that wink down at him. He can't recall the last time he saw so many stars— certainly not in back home in the N109 Zone.

"What if indeed," you chuckle, leaning your head on his shoulder. "Maybe after thirty years of this you'd finally learn to decompress."

He ruffles your hair. "You're saying I don't know how to relax," he smirks. "Fine. Just watch me. The rest of this vacation I'll relax so hard."

"You can't 'relax hard'. That's the whole point of relaxing." You press a chaste kiss against his jaw, which elicits a pleased purr from him that rumbles deep in his chest. His deep red eyes twinkle with a mischievous mirth as he looks down at you.

"Alright then, pretty girl. Show me how to relax softly."

[allimili]

"that soul jam...Who might you be?"

[whimsyvixen]

An emotionally damaged man that could crush my head into a pulp?

Instant heart eyes, baby (⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠)

[frenchublog]

Um hello. Hi sorry for absolutely flooding your notes with spam reblogging all over the place. Your absolutely gorgeous Treasure Planet art made my brain short circuit and melt into a puddle. Your art is great and I love it have a wonderful day

why are you apologizing when you've been so entertaining

[dressfortheslide-nottheride]

UPDATED FOR 2025 here

essential rosquez quotes from @moonshynecybin's post here (ty!!)

the "accidental contact" can be found here, please tell me ur opinion!

@pgaslys makes an endless list of motogp things found here (its great)

other motogp primers found here, here, and here (kind of). they rly helped when i was getting into motogp so ty sm to their creators.

and in general to anyone trying to get into motogp- everyone on motogpblr is super nice and helpful! i've sent so many anons and i've always gotten lovely answers!

im always happy to chat so feel free to shoot me an ask w any q's or corrections x

[andromeddog]

how do you go about learning the faces of the people you draw? you capture their likeness so well it makes me feral

teehee ty v much anon this is an interesting question bc likeness is so hard to capture.... basically its all about studying and closely observing whoever u are trying to draw. its hard to explain so i did a bunch of examples of babygirl lip to show the kind of stuff i think about while drawing to 'get' someones face..

the vague shapes/proportions of the face, trying to determine the most prominent features and then playing around with them while still making them look like themself. the battle of 'what do they actually look like' vs 'what i want them to look like' (idk the general desire of ppl to want to draw hot ppl and being unwilling to push the conventionally 'unattractive' features (draw that receding hairline for the love of god)). also im not rly great at this. or explaining this. does the visual help?

[sandflakedraws]

trolls is like my little pony but they're bipeds to me. but the important thing is your having fun

very very true anon. tho it is fun to make the trolls into a different kind of biped.

and-! the statement is extremely on-topic to me, because the more i spend time rotating trolls in my mind, the more i feel this twitter exchange sink deeper into my bones

[xavierfan]

Caleb Anon again... 🫶🏻 You wouldn't happen to have more panty-violence for him, would you.....? ���

MESSY! [CALEB / X.YZ]

warnings: sexually explicit content below! p-links and descriptions of sex.

teasing you

your revenge

likes doing this too

ripping them

something like this is how it started

idk this is also him

this too i think ive linked this before but idc...

anotha one

him fs

this too I FORGOT WHO I LINKED THIS FOR BEFORE

under his office desk

so caleb***

fucking your panties into you***

yayy ***

caleb is so messy...***

caleb takes a lot of pleasure in ruining your panties. it starts all because he was too impatient one day and just shoved them to the side but because of his pace and rhythm he was fully pulling himself out of you before slamming in, sometimes being impeded by the fabric of your panties, and it flipped a switch in his brain. caleb loves panties, probably sniffs them too.

> loves the thin piece of fabric. loves lapping at your juices through it, sucking on the cloth to taste you. loves ripping the fabric, promising you he'll pay for the new ones you buy. loves pushing the fabric to the side for easy access to you. loves soaking the fabric in his load. loves pushing the fabric into your heat with his cock. he fucking loves panties. "sorry, pips, i'll buy you new ones like i always do." / "fuck, your thong doesn't cover anything baby..." / "hold it to the side for me pips, i'll be sure to reward you for it." / "pipsqueak, your underwear is buried in your pussy..." / "so fucking wet, god, they're completely soaked through."

notes: sorry anon... i kind of don't have anymore of the kinds of panty videos i had originally linked for caleb.... i wish i did though....

[dpspcehntr]

😏 I heard lads requests were open. So I have come here to put in my headcannon request for lads and a camgirl MC. Like overall how'd they find out and what that dynamic would look like

Anon you have stumbled upon one of my favorite things to write and I have so many ideas!! I’ll keep this short but let me know if you want more!

My ask box is officially OPEN! Send me your requests, thoughts, head canons, anything you want! Before you send, please read the rules!

Warnings: camgirl! MC, voyeurism, masturbation, P in V, audio porn, sugar dynamics (if you squint)

Zayne

Finds out by accident when cross referencing something you said in an appointment

Visits you during a stream to which you answer the door flustered in just your robe when he puts the pieces together

Insists that your life is yours and it’s none of his business but secretly has been watching since that night (you already know he does and finds it sweet)

Makes sure you have a nice meal waiting for you when you’re done (and a massage if he happens to be over)

Xavier

Found out when he was taking a package in your house for you (which you didn’t think anything of till you realized your display name was on the package)

From then on he watches each of your streams and edges during it

You ask if he wants to join a stream one day since he’s so invested but he declines saying “it’s more fun to feel like a voyeur”

The first time he fucked you after a stream you had to cancel for three days to recover

Rafayel

Found out when he was looking for inspiration for a painting (he refuses to elaborate, but you know the truth)

Before long he asks if he can watch your stream ‘for inspiration’

Shows up to your apartment and paints you during a stream and makes an entire collection based on you

Helps you take nudes, citing he has an eye for precious artworks

Sylus

Asks you point blank one day at the base (“You keep an odd schedule, kitten. It’s not hard to guess)

Routinely denies he actually watches your streams, just drops in to check up on you

Completely upgrades your streaming equipment saying you’re too attractive to be seen in such low quality after visiting your apartment

Lets you record audio content with him cause he thinks your moans are too pretty not to share

[crunchybeards]

Out of curiosity, do you have any grown-up designs for the Look Outside kids (Joel, Sophie, and the Rat Baby)?

Okay I'm putting these two asks together because they're about the Look Outside kids (and I don't want clog up the tags lol)

For the anon request you get them being stupid, because they don't even know long division yet they have zero survival instinct.

And to answer the main ask I do infact have a whole au with grown-up designs for them! But I don't really have any intentions of posting about it fully. I definitely will do sporadic art posts, scraps basically but I don't wanna post about it too much since I do have other aus that I wanna focus on more like the Samshadow arm au and another one that I haven't posted about yet.

This was from all the way back in March, so yeah been holding onto these three as adults for A WHILE. But I cleaned up some older sketches but I ended up just fully redesigning them because this ask made me remember them. I'm hoping that it's apparent who's who without any labels. There's more, but again I don't wanna post that just yet but this au will definitely be its own post :)

[hellsitegenetics]

https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-426

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[siratonin]

Buck found out by accident.

It had been months since he’d last thought about calling Tommy—months since he stopped himself from scrolling through their old texts, staring at the little gray bubbles that no longer filled with words. Buck had told himself Tommy didn’t want to hear from him, that he was respecting the boundaries of a breakup.

But when the call came, everything Buck thought he knew shattered.

“This is the 217 captain,” the voice said, clipped and strained. “I thought you should know… Tommy Kinard’s been in a coma for the past three months.”

The words barely registered at first. Buck’s stomach dropped, his ears ringing. “What? A coma? What—how?”

The captain sighed on the other end of the line, explaining in halting sentences. An accident on a call. A head injury. No emergency contact listed. “I’ve been handling his medical decisions, but… I figured it was time someone who knew him better stepped in.”

Buck didn’t remember hanging up or getting in his truck. He only remembered sitting at Tommy’s bedside hours later, staring at the motionless figure he barely recognized. Tommy was thinner, his face pale and hollowed, the sharp edges of his cheekbones more pronounced. His hand, resting limply on the bed, felt cold when Buck hesitantly took it in his own.

At first, Buck visited every day. He brought books, even though Tommy couldn’t hear him, and flowers, even though Tommy couldn’t see them. He sat by the bed, rambling about the firehouse, about Maddie, about anything and everything just to fill the silence.

He told himself Tommy would wake up soon, that this was temporary.

But days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Life pressed on, relentless. The firehouse needed him. Maddie and Jee-Yun and his new niece.

One day turned into two, then a week, then two weeks. The visits came less often, the guilt creeping in every time Buck walked past the untouched vase of wilted flowers he’d brought the last time.

Ten years passed.

Buck had a new life now. He adopted Alex, a quiet little boy who had turned his world upside down in the best way. Alex was six now, a ball of energy and curiosity, and Buck loved him fiercely. But there was always something missing—a hollow ache that never went away. A piece of him still sat in that hospital room, holding Tommy’s hand, waiting for him to wake up.

When the call came, Buck didn’t know what to feel.

“This is Dr. Omar,” the voice said, calm but cautious. “I’ve been reviewing Mr. Kinard’s case, and I believe there’s something we missed. He isn’t in a full coma—he’s in a minimally conscious state. There’s activity there, more than we originally thought. With the right stimulation and therapy, there’s a chance he could wake up.”

Buck sat frozen, the words sinking in slowly. His breath caught, his chest tightening. “He’s been… he’s been aware?” he finally managed to say, his voice cracking.

“It’s possible,” Dr. Omar said gently. “Not fully, but enough to respond to certain stimuli. It’s risky, and it won’t happen overnight, but…”

“I’ll be there,” Buck interrupted, his voice trembling. “Just… start whatever you need to. I’ll be there.”

-

The hospital room felt too small when Buck walked in. His heart pounded as his eyes landed on Tommy, propped up in the hospital bed, looking pale and frail but awake. Awake.

Tommy’s gaze lifted slowly, and their eyes met. Buck froze, caught between relief and something heavier, sharper. He tried to speak, but the words tangled in his throat.

Tommy broke the silence first, his voice hoarse. “Alex,” he said softly, his lips quirking in the faintest of smiles. “How’s Alex?”

Buck’s breath hitched. He blinked, shaking his head. “Alex?” he echoed, his voice barely above a whisper.

Tommy nodded weakly. “Your kid. You… you used to talk about him. A lot.”

The weight of Tommy’s words hit Buck like a punch to the chest. The reality of it—the fact that Tommy knew, that he’d been aware—sank in all at once. His knees nearly buckled, and he stumbled forward, gripping the side of the bed for support.

“I stopped coming,” Buck said, his voice cracking. “Tommy, I—I stopped coming. I thought… I thought you’d never know. I thought—” He cut himself off, his face crumpling as guilt bled into every word. “I’m so sorry.”

Tommy’s brow furrowed, and he shifted slightly, wincing at the effort. “Evan…” he stopped, his face shifting into something like a smile, sad and fragile. “It’s fine. You didn’t owe me anything.”