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whumpshaped · 8 months
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live person asmr but the other person is there against their will either drugged, unconscious, or restrained. whumper uses them as a prop <3 all the gentle touches.. forced tingles
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cold1dead1eyes · 11 months
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31. forced relaxation
"mr. stark, i'm fine." peter muttered, one hand braced against the sofa. the floor is moving more than he thinks it should be. he pitches to the side and mr. stark catches his shoulder, slowly lowering him onto the couch. he presses one big hand against peter's throat.
"peter, you're burning up." it's not that bad. the room is tilting and his throat feels like it's being stabbed by a thousand needles and there's a man in his skull pounding away at his brain with a hammer but it's fine. he's fine, really. it's really nothing worth worrying about.
"it's just a fever. i'll be okay, i... i gotta get back out there, mr. stark." peter mutters under his fever-haze, body buzzing with adrenaline. he shouldn't have called mr. stark when the dizziness hit. if he just hunkered down in an alleyway until it passed he could be back out there by now--
"you're not going to be any good to anyone passed out." peter startles when something heavy falls on his shoulders. he opens his eyes to see mr. stark draping a blanket over his body. he's slumped over on the sofa, but he doesn't even remember closing his eyes.
mr. stark's worried eyes make peter uneasy. he squirms under the blanket, looking at anywhere but his mentor's face. he doesn't get sick. not since the bite, his healing is too fast, so why--
"when was the last time you took a break?" mr. stark's voice, so deep and close to peter, makes him jerk back to attention. he shakes his head and pushes to sit up, but just ends up slumping back over. god, why is the room moving like that?
"um… never?" he mutters. mr. stark clicks his tongue and shakes his head. peter can see him furrow his eyebrows through his blurry vision.
"never? peter, you..." he trails off. peter feels the sofa dip when mr. stark sits next to him. "you can't keep pushing yourself like this. it's not gonna work forever."
"what about my job?" he whines, and mr. stark chuckles. he puts an arm around peter's shoulder and brings him to lean against his chest.
"kid, i promise that new york can survive one day without their friendly neighbourhood spiderman." peter shakes his head, then regrets it when it makes his brain ting around in his skull like a ping pong ball.
"but, mr. stark--"
"nuh-uh. no buts. you're staying here until you feel better." mr. stark's hand is stroking over peter's back. it's strangely comforting. he takes a deep breath and lets himself rest his head on mr. stark. the stroking continues for a few seconds more, and peter is almost asleep by the time mr. stark talks.
"your aunt would have my head on a stick if she knew that i let you go out in this state." his voice is so hazy through the fever. peter knows that he's too far gone to get back up now. he can't even figure out why he needs to get up, why he can't just stay bundled up on mr. stark's sofa forever.
"thank you for letting me stay." he mumbles. he's starting to get sleepy. mr. stark pats him on the back.
"hey, no thanks needed." there's a pause. peter forces himself to stay awake. "you're part of the team."
"thanks-- i mean. uh. cool." he stammers, and mr. stark just laughs. he nudges at peter down the couch, sliding his head down to his lap.
"c'mon, lay down properly." peter's eyes go as wide as they can. he looks up at mr. stark, hoping that his awe isn't too obvious.
"y-you're staying?" he gapes. mr. stark lets out a huff.
"kid, i'm not going anywhere unless we're being invaded by aliens." he pauses. "again."
peter laughs sleepily, then closes his eyes. he falls asleep with mr. stark's hand gently stroking his head.
prompt from @whumpay
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lxvergirl-exe · 17 days
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we should start a cult where all we ever do is fuck and smoke weed.
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temeyes · 5 months
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I don't know why. I just wanna send you this.
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they put the sergeants on harnesses cuz they're on time out
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rexwrendraws · 4 months
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jumping on the 'redrawing michael zulli's sandman stuff' bandwagon a year and half-ish later with some loose scribbles :]
references/original art by michael zulli under the cut:
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zigraves · 10 months
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Liking a post says you liked it, or maybe it’s a personal post by a friend and you want to just quietly acknowledge it to them. Maybe you can find it again later in your likes if you want to share it. It’s NOT mandatory.
Reblogging is sharing it with everyone who happens across your blog. Reblogging is a good thing to do for sharing and promoting things you want to share and promote, or things you like enough to keep on your blog for other people to happen across as well. It’s NOT mandatory. 
The OTT extreme language I’m seeing used to try and guilt-trip people into constant reblogging isn’t healthy. It’s what happens when you’ve had your brain poisoned by the commodification of hobbies and start treating everyone who’s not actively promoting your brand as some kind of enemy. Nobody who sees something in passing and finds it mildly interesting or generally appealing or whatever is obligated by blood-debt to then also recommend it to all their friends and promote it to everyone who happens by. It’s not an act of violence to not reblog. Stop calling people murderers when this is just about posting on our stupid little blogging platform.
You can reblog this if you want. Or not. It’s fine. It’s your blog. It’s your internet experience. You can curate it how you want to. You should curate it how you want to.
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heybiji · 11 months
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whumpshaped · 11 months
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tw intimate whumper, implied captivity, noncon touching (nonsexual)
"Don't- don't touch me-"
Whumper smiled, self-assured and utterly condescending. "Oh, don't be like that." They reached out despite the protests, making Whumpee go from angry to panicked as they tried their best to get away.
The worst thing was that Whumper's touch was gentle. It was all Whumpee wanted and needed, but they wanted it from anyone but Whumper. Unfortunately, they didn't have a say in the matter. Slender fingers carded through their hair, softly scratching their scalp, making them whimper. Their eyes fluttered closed against their will, tingles running down the length of their spine.
"See? Isn't it better if you just let me make you feel good and relaxed?" Whumper cooed. Whumpee didn't have to look to be able to imagine the smug look on their face.
But they just couldn't fight kindness anymore. Not when they were so tired. Not when they so desperately wanted it.
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@ashh-ed @whumpsday @whump-queen @the-scrapegoat @hidden-dreamland @rosewriteswhump
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hamletshoeratio · 4 months
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"I want x spinoff, I want a book about y"
I want to meet the woman who had not one but TWO kids with Hermes. Two kids so close in age and are so alike people just assume that they're twins, two kids who are chaos personified, who singlehandedly run the camp shop, who are in charge of the biggest cabin at camp and look after their equally chaotic gremlin siblings plus every unclaimed kid at camp like Lou Ellen a daughter of Hecate and another being of chaos who learnt it all from them, and who take every opportunity to fuck shit up, to prank their camp mates or to steal shit. Their last name, which they get from their mama? Stoll by the way. Neither child notices the pun.
I want to meet Mama Stoll, who saw the chaos, who saw the bullshit Hermes brought into her life the first go around and said tonight's the night let's do it again. She is either the world's greatest cat burglar who enticed the god of Thieves or the messenger god was enchanted by the best god dam delivery woman on the planet. There's no in-between. It was just a bonus that her surname was the perfect pun. Her and Hermes laugh about it. In my head, it's all canon. Regardless, she unleashed two agents of unlimited chaos onto an unsuspecting world, and I love her for it. I take my hat off to her, I kneel before her.
Oh, and the oldest kid, Travis? He's dating a girl called Katie, who is the daughter of Demeter. Her last name? Gardner. Fucking Gardner. She has a sister called Miranda Gardiner, by the way. Mama Stoll finds it hilarious. Her sons still don't get the pun, but at least she gets on with her future daughter in law like a house on fire.
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ronkeyroo · 3 months
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A positive Update
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Friends, kind folk - Hello Again 🤍
Ever since my last update post, I've been thinking about it , a lot ;; I knew I needed time to cook and reflect, and im so glad I gave myself that...
2024 started rough for me; I fell severely ill again - I was too busy cursing my life and dwelling over how betrayed I felt by things still not getting better despite my efforts that I didn't realize I was walking into a self fulfilling prophecy. Its true that the struggles I'm going through are yet to be solved, that its gotten so much to the point giving up seemed easier, and that a couple individuals haven't been making it easier on me either; I swayed and i rattled and I steered within feelings ranging from confusion to anger to dismay and all of this back and forth did nothing but remind me of yet another self-destructive loop I just don't want to allow in my life anymore. Its exactly the kinda stuff that made me ill to begin with, and I've been so lost dealing with everything in between that i forgot to tend to the actual core centering all of this...
It grew unbearable how much emotional and physical turmoil I was pushing myself into, and knowing how intertwined these two elements have been; I had to draw a line before i majorly screwed myself over, gathering any bit of inner will to discipline myself back into some sort of clarity, enough to at least look through a lens OUTSIDE my pain for once, towards the kind of life I want to lead, and the kind of life I don't; and I came to an understanding.
From my physical state to my mental, to the people and memories I've experienced, both the good and the bad - I want to prioritize the good.
Not in a shitty ass, toxic optimism kinda way but in a "I want to prioritize knowing and living the possibility that even when it hurts, even when i want to be gone, even when life doesn't align - There's still every good reason in the world to keep moving forward, to face things from a perspective of growth & compassion, and to grow to love the promise of a better tomorrow even when today was unbearable." To know that I don't end or begin in my suffering, that the infinite potential I speak so fondly of applies to me, as well...
I want to be able to wield and create and share that goodness, too, Especially when it is already in decline...And for all gods sake, to internalize that all of this STILL exists and STILL matters even when it doesn't work the first couple or dozens of times.
As for my place here in Tumblr...I know the sentiment might feel silly to some but the experiences, memories, and connections I've made here have truly been such a significant force in my life, and i don't want to give up on that ;; Not because of my own insecurities, or an inner state of hopelessness, and especially not over a bunch of emotionally immature Anons that dont know how to handle themselves; I want to forgive all of that.
I'm stubborn, and there's an unyielding force within me that no matter how many times it is struck down, it proved itself ridiculously resilient. I'm perking up with with a fiery confidence realizing just how many times it rose back up, enough to realize it is an unchangeable part of me ;_; I shouldn't underestimate that force, and I want to keep living by its side. Whatever positive change I can sprinkle onto my life and the lives of those I care for, I will! And the reason why this space in particular is so important to me, is because so much of that already exists here, alongside you folks;
THAT'S the kind of energy i want to nourish and walk into the new year with! I want to continue growing as a person, challenging my inner turmoils, undoing the self punishing dogmas that still haunt me, stop flexing my teeth over things that don't deserve my time and god DAMN, just - indulge in the stuff that makes me happy, even when I'm going through unhappy times.
So yeah...I guess that means, I'm back & I'm staying ;_;)🧡
I know i may seem like a broken record when it comes to expressing gratitude but - Thank you, thank you thank you everyone who have reached out for me, who so fondly kept me in their thoughts and kept encouraging me whenever i was hurting, both then and now...You folks mean more than whatever ailment or struggle I can go through, and while I'm unsure of how the future will look like as I'm still going through various challenges- I couldn't have asked for a cooler, sweeter audience to have by my side whenever Its time to take a rest or hype over our sexy delicious blorbos!
Speaking of which....................I have been cooking quite a lot of things in the time i was away ��✨ I most definitely intend to serve them, eheheh
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naffeclipse · 6 months
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There ya go
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Full body Harrpy Yn, for your pleasure to have.
(brings me back to imagine Harrpy Yn trying to teach the two lill sirens how to make penguin chirps so they could easily find them, and the kiddos teach it to Eclips he uses it to call over Yn because Yn thinks it's the kids)
I love this!!! Ahhh, that's such a gorgeous harpy penguin design! Y/N is so fluffy and the little tail! The coloring is perfect! The flipper arms too!!!
OH I love Y/N teaching the little sirens how to call them, and Eclipse, of course, learning it from Sun and Moon and using it for dubious purposes.
Harpy!Y/N: *hears baby chirping but Off* Sun? Moon? Chicks, are you alright? *gets closer to the edge*
Orca!Eclipse: *snatching them up* Happy day, birdie :) Don't worry, the calves are sleeping. It's just you and me.
Harpy!Y/N: ...That call is for the babies.
Orca!Eclipse: They loved sharing it with me. I thought it would be a nice surprise since you take some convincing to come closer. How about some rest, hm? You've been working so hard. I can help you relax.
Harpy!Y/N: >:|
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autumnalmess · 4 months
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For the consideration of the privy council: Grantaire introducing Enjolras to music and cinema.
Consider Enjolras who is "austere in his enjoyments" learning that there is such thing as music that is not just background music to work to, and film that is not just designed to teach you something.
Consider Grantaire gaping at Enjolras for never having heard of the Beatles, sitting him down and forcing headphones over his fluffy golden hair to force him to listen to 'A Day in the Life'.
Enjolras going "this is so stupid" until it hits the second verse and he suddenly becomes very quiet.
Grantaire dragging Enjolras along to the cinema to watch reruns of The Fellowship of the Ring, after which Enjolras grumbles the whole way home, but asks to see the next movie just to "make sure they're all bad".
Grantaire showing up on Enjolras' doorstep with an armful of DVDs because he just has to educate him.
Enjolras discovering Wes Anderson, and the concept of comfort movies, curling up to watch a film not because it means anything or has a deep political comment to make about the human race, but just because it's fun.
Grantaire watching Enjolras more than the film.
Grantaire letting Enjolras borrow his Spotify to find something he likes and almost tearing up when Enjolras says "have you heard of this band called Fleetwood Mac? I've been listening to a couple of their songs".
Grantaire desperately trying to explain to Courfeyrac that it's "not a date! Enjolras has just never been to a proper concert before!"
Enjolras suggesting they share wired earbuds because it's "more efficient" and definitely not because it means they have to sit closer together.
Enjolras learning that life is not about how efficiently you plough through it.
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temeyes · 6 months
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it's my birthday, i get to draw self-indulgent shit okay!!!!!!!!
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blorb-el · 1 year
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i feel like we should talk about how bruce's black turtleneck in wf14 is incredibly tight when he is talking to clark. showing off his pecs, sleeves rolled up, tight around his biceps, sculpted to his abs. like that thing is 3 sizes too small. and then. and then when he's in the video chat with ollie the very next page it's like. normal sweater fit. fascinated by this
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nicstylus · 20 days
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Be safe watching the eclipse :] These guys are magic and don't need glasses but you, unfortunately, are not, and do!
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lilybug-02 · 23 days
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Oh right this, so I did manage to make it downloadable via dropbox but some. Technical difficulties were encountered. Oh and I talked with ejsuperstar and got smaller sprites so its not huge. The only real glitches left is the fact that on odd scale numbers parts of the other sprites can be seen for some reason, I think its because of how it scales it? Im not sure. Oh right the link.
https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fo/tc1hcpa4ui5k46iouqzne/h?rlkey=koe23wu227p6b9jk9ljjrirb9&dl=0
Remember, odd scales is glitched for some reason. Anyway have fun!
YOOOOOOOO THEY HAVE BECOME SMOL
For those interested in getting little guys or even a little CT Chara of your own you can get the current version of Desktoptale HERE. (along with the link anon provided ❤️) @ejsuperstar made these sprites, thank you so much
EEEEEE it's so so so cute. they need a friend >:)
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