#gulp

[thgegooberguy]

“MORIOH ARE YOU READY TO ROCK” type shit 💀💀💀

[aavaia]

⚡︎ CW : explicit , oral fem!recieving , Armin being a nerd except maybe a little bit too educated in this field…

“wait…” you breathe out, realistically though you didn’t want him to wait… not really.

“You don’t have to um… guide me”

Armin murmurs; breath stuttering as his lips press soft tentative kisses to your inner thigh. “I’ve uh. done research… kinda...” He’s already on his knees between your thighs, soft curls brushing the softness of your skin as he adjusts your skirt like he’s handling a rare manuscript.

You don’t even remember how he managed to get your legs over his shoulders. One second he was shyly fumbling with his glasses after you joked about how you “bet that tongue ring isn’t just for kissing”and now?

Now… you’re biting your fist in his bed while he moans into your cunt like he’s starving for it. Except he’s not entirely smooth, not at first. his movements are a little eager and messy, like he’s trying to remember everything hes seen online. you can feel his nervousness in the way his fingers twitch against your legs; every time you make a sound his whole face goes pink. But he doesn’t stop.

The metal ball of his piercing glides over your clit with a precision that’s definitely not accidental. He’s been studying, maybe not bookwise… and from the way his eyes flicker up through his glasses; slightly fogged, and cheeks flushed… you know he’s proud of himself for making you look this dumb.

You didn’t expect him to have one. You thought it was just some quiet nerd quirk. but now…? You’re starting to think maybe this is why he got it. Maybe he’s been waiting to do this. Or maybe hes always been this filthy underneath the his quietness and AP calculus notes.

“Fuck… Armin” you gasp; thighs twitching around him. but he only holds you tighter — as if he’s not ready to let you go just yet.

His finger tips dig into your thighs, hard enough to leave faint crescent shaped marks as if he’s trying to memorize you through pressure alone. grounding you as he buries his tongue between your folds. He holds you open, wide and trembling. not with confidence, but with panic — like some part of him still can’t believe he has you like this; terrified youll close up before he gets to taste every part of you. his tongue drags along your folds like he’s underlining every sensitive spot. Over and over. rhythmic. methodical. almost academic.

you half expect him to pull back and explain the science behind how good he’s making you feel, but he doesn’t stop to gloat. He just eats. messy, reverent and greedy.

And now? now all you can think about is when the fuck this nerd boy with a Tolkien tote bag learn to do this with his mouth.

[burnt-sierra]

What what!!!! What. Whay….. (the ramblings of an old man)

[thomas--bombadil]

Gulp.

[sleepyistinky]

HC that Tim is totally over the whole Jason beating the ever loving shit out of Tim and geuinely is like #OVERIT and barely even thinks about it anymore. Like, yes, it was traumatizing, but he’s over it! It doesn’t even give him nightmares anymore! And he forgave Jason like ages ago, and he doesn’t get why everyone keeps blocking Jason from Tim. And it’s obvious Jason is over his Once Upon a Time beef with Tim! Jason tries to approach Tim about a case, and Dick is there offering to help Jason instead! Like, how dare you? Tim is the mastermind of cases! Get out of here, Dick! Jason enters the room and heads for Tim, and suddenly Bruce is there in the doorway watching, ultimately making Jason jump out of the window because Jason still most definitely has beef with him. Fuck off, Bruce! Honestly, it’s getting on Tim’s nerves. As a result, Tim is in a bad mood today… Well, not only because of that. It’s just a bad day today, remembering every shitty thing that’s happened to him. Unsurprisingly- Yes, unsurprisingly!- The whole thing with Jason is the last thing on his mind, though. Jason enters the room, and for once, no one is there to block him from Tim. Jason is antsy, and that’s clear, and he oves a little too quickly toward Tim, causing him to flinch hard.* “Oh, it’s just you. What do you… Jason?” Tim speaks, looking confused and mildly concerned as he watches Jason freeze, his older brother staring down at his hands with deep resentment, looking like he wants nothing more than to cut his own hands off.

They weren’t blocking Jason from Tim. They were blocking Tim from Jason, and the guilt that eats at him every waking moment.

[catzilla8u]

haha guess what- more old art 🥀

[nmn-yty]

— ๋࣭ ⭑࿐ all yours ｡o♡⋆˚｡⋆.

pairing: park seonghwa x reader

summary: successfully enticing hwa with one more round? less likely than you think.

tags: 「SFW! fluff! | slightly suggestive | drowsy after nap thoughts | cuddles! | kisses kisses | straddling,, | gah he's so pretty in bed | shortest fic on tumblr | reader has no gender」

word count: 0.6k

a/n: sooo we all went crazy after his recent post, right? this is just a quick silly fic for your imaginations because im sooo smitten for hwa lately... this is my first ateez fic! i hope you like it, atiny^^ also i haven't posted in months! sorry about that,, happy new year! might post a quick draft of something to see if anyone is interested, keep an eye out for that! anyways, enjoy!^^

+ stylized lowercase, missing punctuation (not done on purpose), and minimal revisions

"hnggg.." your head followed the noise of a sleepy, drowsy seonghwa just inches away from you on your bed. he has his arms laid out in front of him and was lying on his stomach. the way his body stretched out on the sheets was too perfect. his hands caressing the duvet roughly, grabbing onto the fabric for stability in more stretches. his fingers turning rosy from how hard he was holding on.

his white knitted sweater lifted slightly to reveal his waist, something you could stare at forever. you swore that you caught yourself drooling a little over how good he looked in that moment. your silence was loud to him, causing him to turn his head ever so slightly in your direction.

"what're staring at?" his voice was husky and faint, almost as if he wasn't fully conscious yet. his hair was messy from rolling around in bed. his eyes only half opened, deep and staring intently into you.

"you look so soft, so peaceful and pretty just laying there. it's so unfair how good you always look."

"hmm you're softer!" his words still slow and playful. you turned away for a second, the sun rays peaking through the curtains stung your eyes. this was the perfect time to attack.

"h-hey!" you managed to yelp out as he suddenly clung onto your arm. lying on his back now, his body was radiating warmth and his scent was sweet. even after hours of sleeping and moving around, he still managed to attract you in every single way. it's as if you were completely bound to him, ready to take on any command.

"get.. on," he lazily whispered. you began to feel his cool fingers brushing against your waist. you couldn't help but burn up to his touch. not knowing what he was thinking, what he wanted with you next, kept your adrenaline flowing.

"what?" you pushed your arms out of his grasp to look at him from a distance. he opened his eyes properly now, something snapped in him to make his consciousness clear. his gaze flickered between you and his lap.

"come on top of me.. crush me with your comfort," he said as he reached his arms straight out. you couldn't help but chuckle at his strange request. was he really awake yet?

you couldn't help but oblige as soon as your laughter died down. you were straddling seonghwa, being careful to make it as innocent as possible. bellies touching, you wrapped your arms around his neck. resting your cheek against his, you closed your eyes and your body started to melt into him.

the familiar cool fingers of his found themselves around your waist again. slight shivers began to spread all over your body, his touch was enough to drive you crazy.

he noticed this immediately, "shh," he chuckled softly between the coos.

you couldn't take it anymore. both your bodies being pressed up against each other, you could hear the gentle beat of his heart. you could memorize the pace in which he was breathing, slightly hitching at times from the tension. you lifted your head away from his, only to rush into locking yourself on his lips.

sloppy sounds erupted from seonghwa's mouth, slipping out moans of pleasure and need. his hands held your waist tighter, moving them up your torso.

you felt a growing sensation of want in the pit of your stomach. you couldn't possibly go for another round, could you? pulling away from him, you returned to your resting position with your faces touching.

seonghwa hid his face with the back of his hand. the same rosy blush that was shown earlier on his hands was not spread all over his face and neck. you couldn't see it properly but you knew he was always the cutest while being flustered.

"damn... why do you love to tease me?"

all you could do was chuckle lightly, proud that you had him wrapped around your finger.

© nmn-yty ★ 1.16.2025

[teddybeartoji]

going to some kind of a fancy event with toji. him watching you fix his tie with a cig between his lips with a little smirk and then returning the favour before stepping inside the place. probably pretends to bite your nose too just to pull a laugh out of you, washing away any of the anxieties that might be bubbling in you.

[freakgod69]

saiki i think

[starlinggirll]

𝜗𝜚 catching frat!art cheating pt2

notes: i love art but idk abt this one ... either way the people are getting what they want >.<

art leaves you alone for a week. but in that whole week he follows you around like a lost puppy without you knowing.

you were in the hallway? he was in the hallway. you were with your friends? he was across the room looking at you. he didnt leave you out of his sight. mostly because he was scared of leaving you alone after breaking your heart. but also because he was scared you might get closer with someone else.

replace him.

but everyone has their limits and god was he at the edge. he has also not seek you in lunch, or the dining room at all. if anything, he doesn't see you around other than in classes. that scares him, he doesn't want you hurting yourself because of him.

maybe that's why he's knocking on your dorm at 2am, his hands trembling. "baby please..." he whispers, pressing his forehead against the door.

you open the door after what seems an eternity. your eyes land on him and you're already shutting the door. "no please!" he puts his foot on the doorway, stopping the door from being fully closed. "please, let me talk, let me explain to you i-"

"go away art." you say, trying to keep tears of frustration and sadness from falling. "please dont make this harder than what it already is."

"im sorry.." he whispers before shoving the door open, making you stumble slightly. he looks wrecked, his eyesbags are prominent and his hair is messier than usual. "please i-" he frowns, lips trembling as tesrs brim his eyes.

you back up and he gets on his knees. his forehead touching the floor. "please baby. i cant live without you. i cant breathe, sleep, eat, function properly." he gasps and before you know it he's sobbing.

your own tears are falling down, but you conceal the sobs with your hands. "i- i know you hate me. but please, i love you. only you." he lifts his head up to look at you, his heart breaking once again as he sees how sad you look. how done you look.

he stands up, grabbing your waist and hoisting you up before settling you onto his lap on the bed. "hate me all you want. but i know you need me. maybe not as much as i need you but you need me." it sounds manipulative, but it isn't. atleast that's not what he intends to sound like.

he brushes his hair off your face, gently kissing your forehead. "ill leave in the morning, yeah?" you're so quiet. nonverbal. which usually happens when you're extremely upset. but right now you're not just upset. you're tired, exhausted.

and unfortunately, he's the only one that can quell the bad thoughts. "i have so much to make up for, if you let me." he whispers, slipping his hand under your shirt to rub your back. smiling faintly at the way you rest your cheek against his chest and arch your back against his touch.

"my baby..." he sighs, nuzzling his chin ontop of your head,breathing in your scent as if you're his only source of air. he wont let this moment slip from his fingers, he wont let you go.

you're already sleeping. maybe this is the most sleep you have gotten since what happened. he hates to imagine you alone, in your dorm. he knows how your mind works, how you probably blame yourself for what he did.

for what his drunk mind caused.

he doesn't care if you dont take him back, at the moment. this isnt about him. this is about you and your feelings. he has come to terms that you might never forgive him, might kick him out of your life.

but this moment, you nuzzling into him like a kitty, brings him hope. and thats a whole lot better than having you hate him.

[iwantmochisoup]

04/29 - HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHUUYA!!

[mercurio-shadowz]

im so curious about what you said about spinner's eyes causing shadow anguish? bc the obvious presumption (or at least the one i thought of first) is that sonic dies and shadow has trouble looking spinner in the eyes after, but none of your other asks mention tragedy happening to sonic so i wonder if the "anguish" is because he has trouble looking at sonic's eyes after spinner dies being a hero. perhaps. idk im just spitballing i could be totally wrong

-stares at first part of the ask-

about that...

[seasontwo]

Jonathan Bailey as Anthony Bridgerton BRIDGERTON, Diamond of the First Water

[alienkommz]

he wants that cookie so effing bad

[radduckscans]

What's blowing on in… Duckburg

From Che aria tira a… Paperopoli

[donutfloats]

Interesting name you got there

Oh why thank y-