#i hope this works for u!! but lmk if not!!

[doybyke]

ya i’m okay with u making stamps instead!! tysm

T.T i know superjail has a lot going on

anything would b great x]

hope these will work !!! if u want more just lmk :D

the warden - superjail

[ensuists]

@un1awful ✯ s.c.

Slender fingers trail the rim of his drink, glancing at the private investigator seated across the table. ❝ Mm, alright, so, ❞ Ryouta starts off with a tilt of his head, slowly lifting his glass up to give the alcohol inside a good swish. ❝ Your services come highly recommended, so I figured I'd give you a shot since the MORONS I hired before you are utterly useless. Money's no issue and I'll even give you a cushy little bonus since you have such a PRETTY face, provided you can do exactly what I need. ❞ A pause, raising his brows at the other as he takes a sip of his drink. ❝ Think you're up for the challenge, darling?? ❞

[ilonacho]

Commissions are now open again!💕 Message me if you're interested!

[bunnysnared]

taking my oc making process very seriously clearly

[byteofwhump]

to live without the dignity of people

(radmilla and elfreide belong to @dresden-syndrome ; thanks for letting me borrow them ehehehe. cw for noncon kissing, collars, muzzles, hair-pulling, creepy/intimate whumper. this is lady whump, dl;dr. if u saw the version where i mispelled elfreide's name no u didnt)

"you know, kitten," elfreide purrs, "from what i have heard, i expected more from you." she leans down, lifts a strand of radmilla's hair between her fingers, twisting it as if to inspect it.

radmilla glares, even as she can feel her eyes start to water. she wants to scream, to swear, to tear elfreide's throat out with her teeth. she wants to run, run as far from this place that was once her home to anywhere that will take her.

"all that talk," elfreide says, petting radmilla's hair with gentle touches, "and yet, for all you have lost, your precious comrades in arms have gained nothing. at best, they remain the same as they once were. at worst..." she slips a finger below radmilla's collar, a feather-light touch against her skin. "i do so hope they managed to catch the tall one. she would look marvelous on her knees, don't you think?"

radmilla growls, muffled by the muzzle across her face, and tries to swing her head up, pull away. elfreide's hand tightens, cutting off radmilla's growl into a gasp of pain. she pulls the girl's head back, tilts it up until her throat is bared, forces her to struggle to breath against the tension.

"you *lost*, little traitor," elfreide hisses. she flicks the tag on radmilla's ear, smiles to herself at the whimper it draws from the once-proud revolutionary. "now look at you." she forces radmilla's head to turn, angles it so she can see herself in the mirror, a pathetic *thing* kneeling on the floor, collar at her throat and muzzle across her mouth. "bound and gagged at the feet of the very enemy you sought to depose."

tears run down radmilla's face, dripping onto the muzzle. elfreide smiles, leaning down and bringing her lips to radmilla's ear. "*this*, my darling little rebel, is what it means to 'live without the dignity of people'." elfreide brings a hand beneath radmilla's chin, tilts her head so she can lean down and kiss her through the muzzle, licking her lips to taste the savory taste of radmilla's pain that pool there as she throws the girl's own words back in her face.

"i do hope," elfreide purrs, "that you will find it to your liking."

[draconicfool]

"Hey, Miss Proxy-!" Despite their tail wag indicating an obvious excitement, their greeting is kept low. Whispered essentially as they make to walk step in step with the other. Hands in the pockets of their much too big hoodie.

"I wasn't expectin' t' see ya out an' about t'day! Doin' anythin' fun?"

@phaethonblue || sc.

[capricores]

happy NYE guys!! wishing you all the best in the new year 🥺💗 are you guys doing any sort of "rituals" or resolutions for the new years?? i'm taking inspiration from some people i saw online, and i'm spending today:

• journalling all the awful shit that happened to me this year, and writing down any limiting beliefs i have/things i want to let go, then i'm going to burn that paper

• writing out resolutions/goals + affirmations/manifestations for the new year in a journal and being so extremely detailed about it so there's no room for interpretation

• making a vision board relating to the life i hope to have in the next year

i think it'll be fun and hopefully impactful in a positive way?! 😭

[daddysropepuppy]

puppy whines n woofs :3

this audio was too big for tumblr :( so i made a soundgasm acc :)

[wcvensouls-archive]

        “ for the first time in like a week i have the night off so please tell me we can go out and do something fun. ”

@heartcode​ ​  :  sc .

[lunetual]

TEAM 2:00 (NTX) ✧ JAEMIN   ↳ PEAK TIME 2R : TEAM A DANCE UNIT

[supercutts]

         it always happens so fast — too fast. her body reacts on instinct, just like any other person, but the consequences of her hunger are always more grave. katherine is still coming to terms with it as she wipes trembling hands on her blood - stained dress ( the only pretty garment in her possession that she prematurely swore she wouldn't ruin ) and hurriedly buries the leftover bones under dirt and dead grass. in the distance there's light and laughter, the smell of pretzels and cotton candy light and pleasant but not enough to hide the piercing scent of blood on her hands. she's still on her knees as a figure emerges from the shadows. ❛ don't come any closer. ❜ her words are anything but firm, tears welling in her eyes like they always do after she feeds. ❛ stay away. ❜ @ptolemvea

[massensterben]

plotted starter for @lausticzt

The dark drips down onto his head. Everything is wet. Everything is damp and cold. He imagines the mother's womb inverted. He is suspended by chains where nothing grows. His teeth have not met for weeks, blocked by a metal bit that erases the possibility of bite. His jaw aches so much, it has crept into his head as a skull-splitting migraine. Or maybe that is the starvation, the lack of drinking water.

All the water he gets is cold and black and kills him. They sometimes come with rattling instruments, with a metal basin full of water. And then they grab him by the neck and drown him. Like a litter of kittens. Over and over. The fear never stops. The pain never eases. His lungs rupture over and over and he can never get enough air afterwards. Then there is a pitiful hacking and spitting. Worse if they don't even ask him anything. He couldn't bargain his way out of the drowning. They want to be repaid for the fear he caused them. They want him to die for every death he caused. They don't want anything from him beyond his fear.

And they get it. His meat stinks with it, where it hasn't sloughed off his bones. The cell is a cramped, foul space. Low ceilings breed low minds. He is like an organism born in this crevice; he shies from the light. He wants to hide and flee into the recesses of his rimose mind. When the cell door clicks and shivers and squeals, the strung up shape of the prisoner flinches out of its stasis in horror.

Hollow eyes blink against the torch light to guess at the shape of a woman. Rare enough that it'll be a woman, but not unheard of. It doesn't make a difference. They're just just as angry, just as cruel, as the men. Bertholdt, what remains of Bertholdt, shifts back into the shadow as best as his atrophied legs allow him. A soft begging noise flays his throat.

Please, no more.

[alphacinder]

it be finished!!!!!!!!!! the gnarliest garb!! woohoo!!!!

[theirmadness]

for @aeghon, with love. ♡

❝ no one sent for me, brother. i wanted to get the measure of you, in person. it is much harder to fight a faceless enemy than one you know, ❞ daenerys spoke so casually, after she and her brother had both descended from their dragons. she was, truthfully, most curious to see what aegon looked like. curiosity is what drove her to arrange this meeting, and to ride out alone on drogon. her dragon was twice the size of her brother's, and so, she saw no threat meeting him.

here he was, the usurper king, and he was no more than a boy. there was less of a difference between daenerys and aegon in age than the rightful queen, rhaenyra, but he was still so young. she could see it in his eyes. she wondered, if he looked like their father. all she has is the words of others. ❝ though i wish we met not as enemies, but as brother and sister. tell me, brother: why are you so eager to slay your own kin? ❞ she took a step forward. drogon made a discontent noise. he didn't seem to trust aegon, but he was in a mood since their arrivel in westeros. it seemed he didn't trust this land in the slightest.

daenerys looked up at her son, reaching up to brush her fingers across his scales as he lowered his great head towards her. she smiled. ❝ his name is drogon. i ride him, but i am bonded to two others. they're not far. ❞ and indeed, as she looked up, almost as if on cue, two dragons were heard screeching above them, circling ahead. ❝ i do not wish to harm you, nor any of our kin. but brother, if it comes to war, you will not win. so tell me: is it worth it? the queen might forgive you. you are a boy. there is still time for peace. for family. ❞ perhaps, she was being foolish. but, she had to try...

daenerys had spent too many years alone. a targaryen alone in the world is a terrible, terrible thing. she would not forgive herself if she did not do everything in her power to save all of her siblings' lives.

[swtsours-archived]

“   who   invited   you   in   here   ?   ”   asks   ,   back   pressed   against   the   cold   tiles   of   the   shower   .   wasn’t   all   that   surprised   they   had   decided   to   join   her   ,   but   won’t   give   away   how   enticed   she   was   just   yet   .

[stellarhoxy]

ok i hope i don't come off bad here but i looked up menhera and ngl i am actually insulted, if this is how Japan tries to reduce stigma on mental illness i think it has the opposite effect. Like I thought Needy Streamer Overload was a little risky, somewhat problematic even, but ok it's a horror game so I let it slide. Well allegedly that is still a pretty tame representation of what menhera really goes for, and most of this is fetishizing straight up abusive behavior. Which is concerning because Needy Streamer Overload is a horror game ffs. (And it has affected me mental health wise) THIS is how you are representing mentally ill people as partners? Ugh... Japan if this is your approach to mental health then no offense that's so insanely backwards I can't even. Listen I'm a bit of a tumblr oddity because I do believe that you have to love yourself before loving someone else TO SOME DEGREE, and I know how crippling (poor (handling of)) mental health can be to dating and relationship, but sheesh! these comics and materials send a really disgusting message about mentally ill people and most definitely do not help anyone/anything. I rather see more wholesome stories of how even mentally ill people can learn to love themselves and lead happy and fulfilling lives, not this shit... it's ok for darkfic / horror to exist ofc i enjoy that but if you're going to market it as "reducing stigma on mental health" yeah no... I know I'm not Japanese, but I think i should still say it coz like... in western society it's nowhere near as stigmatized yet still really affecting especially when it's romanticized, so I can't begin to imagine what a Japanese person with even more limited resources must go through....

anyway thank you for reading till here idk i'm just rambling a bit. this affects me coz i'm a mentally ill girl myself and ik how hard it is even in the west.