#it was bugging me for so long

[imprvdente]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇

independent, private, mutuals only, and selective OC RP blog written by Chloe rules . about . verses

[theotherhappyplace]

Me: how could we inspire hate in a cosmic horror god if we are so small and insignificant?

Brain: how do people react to a spider in their bed. Or maggots in their fridge?

Me: oh

Me: OH NO

[autumnblooms]

I like the new guy’s flair ✨

[lemonlimestar]

alpod redraw for the first post B) i care them so hard…..

original panel under the cut :)

[cobblestone-butch]

Looking at Etho with my big ol' eyes. Why do you have a pattern of becoming quickly attached to people who bully you. Yes they're doing it lovingly teasingly jokingly but how is the easiest way to get your attention to be a bit mean to you? Over here leaving mail and statues at Joel's like a cat bringing mice to his doorstep. Stealing from Gem and being in her general vicinity after she roasted you during a boating trip and constantly calls you washed up. The first time you see Cleo in last life you're like heyyy so I bet on you to die first, can you do that for me? and when she rightfully calls you out for being rude you just ask "don't you like that sort of thing?". Not to mention all of limited life followed by secret life. What's up with that. Hey get back here

[dovesick]

mothman in the glittering night

[turtleblogatlast]

Small but significant character moments that I actually really adore are from both the times we see the boys as tots. There is a reoccurrence that happens in both of them that I find so incredibly interesting.

For the turtle tot short, Splinter leaves the boys with weapons. In the short, Raph is the one who suggests they do “what Lou Jitsu would do” and Leo is the one who takes point when Splinter comes back to reprimand them. Leo, in taking point, is the one to defend them and get Splinter off their tails.

And then, in the flashback regarding the Kuroi Yōroi helmet, Raph is the one who grabs and throws “Skully” as a way to replace their missing ball which breaks it into pieces, but Leo is the one who speaks for the group and rushes into action to fix the teapot.

I love this for multiple reasons, but the biggest are how it shows that Raph has always been inclined toward the bold and fun and making the plans to include his brothers in what he loves and believes they’d love, whereas Leo has always been inclined to be the “Face” of the group and shoulder the attention even if it’s potentially negative all while coming up with on the spot attempts to fix the situation.

[mintbees]

Dermatologists hate her! two time corpse still looking fresh with this weird trick

[syn0vial]

living in a country with nationalized healthcare after being raised in the US is just

> experience uncomfortable medical issue > leave it untreated for months or years bc it's "not serious enough" to warrant professional medical attention > it gets worse > finally go to a clinic > they ask me how long i've had this problem and i tell them how long > they look at me like i'm a fucking nutter, treat it in 5 minutes, and charge me $6 USD > i walk out feeling like the world's luckiest idiot

[scholastic-dragon]

Happy birthday!!! For the request thing, I was thinking prompt 1 “This cock isn’t going to suck itself” with prompt 33 “Think anyone will notice if I start fingering you right now?” with bayverse Raphael and female reader, please Maybe like it starts with prompt 33 and then they head to the bedroom which leads to prompt 1?? In the end idc I'm sure it'll be amazing either way <3 thank you so much!

Oooooooo, I like these ones! You got it!

Bay!Raph x Fem!reader

Hunger

Warnings: fingering in the kitchen, oral sex, spelling mistakes

How or why it happened you don't know.

No, that's a lie. You know exactly how it happened.

You and Raph were thick as thieves, best friends, and it was no surprise to anyone when feelings were revealed and you guys got together.

But now it was a problem.

Touches no longer had to be hidden, kisses could be had, cuddles were a must.

And the tension just kept growing, and growing, and growing.

Which leads you to right now, pressed into the fridge in the lair with a very excited raph kissing you like it was the end of the world.

He groaned against your lips, hands massaging and gripping your ass. Grinding his hardened cock against your clothed center you moan, eyes flickering open and hitting his shoulders.

"Wait, Raph, we can't....your brothers..."

"They're all busy," He dismisses, kissing and sucking bruises onto your neck. "We're fine,"

"Let's go to your room-"

He groans, slipping his tongue into your mouth for a deep passionate kiss. One hand holds your jaw while the other hooks one of your legs over his hips. He rolls them forward, feeling the wet spot growing through your leggings.

"You don't seem that opposed to it," He chuckles, pulling away, looking down at your disheveled form.

"Raph-"

"Think anyone will notice if I start fingering you right now?"

You swallow your tongue, a strained noise leaving your throat. You most certainly want that but not here.

"We can't," You protest, face flushed.

"Can't?" He echos with a laugh. His hand leaves your ass, rubbing over your folds through your leggings.

"Raph," You whine as quietly as you could, biting your lip. His hand slips under your waistband, and you don't have the strength to stop him when you feel the thick pads of his fingers against your soaked folds.

At this angle, Raphs giant form and shell block you from prying eyes in the kitchen doorway.

In hard, fast strokes he teases your clit, making your eyes water from holding back moans. Your fingers gripped his biceps, but he didn't seem to care.

"Eyes on me," He husked. Your eyes lift. He smirks and traces his finger along your folds before sinking into your heat.

You mouth opened, but raphs palm covered your mouth before the sound could escape. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

His hand moved firm and fast in your sopping heat.

Your back arched, moans lost to the calloused skin of his palm. Your feet on their tip toes as your hips rolled with the rhythm of his hand.

"You wanna cum?" He taunts, leaning in to lick and suck at your neck.

You nod helplessly.

Pressing a kiss to your collarbone, he pulls away, his hand leaving your heat with a squelch.

You whine as he licks his finger clean. "Can't risk anyone seeing you cum, baby doll, let's go to my room,"

You smack his arm, taking his hand you drag him through the thankfully empty living area and to his room. Closing and locking the door behind him.

He's on you in an instant, slipping his tongue past your lips and removing your clothes. Your hands skim his hand scales and muscles, removing his basketball shorts. His cock juts out and hits your thigh.

Cupping your face he pulls back and smirks down at you. Taking a hold of your face, he makes you peer down at the thick appendage.

His hand grabs the thick base and strokes, slowly. You moan, feeling your knees go weak.

"This cock isn't going to suck itself," He points out.

Meeting his eyes, you push on his chest, his knees hit the bed and he sits on the edge. You straddle his lap, kissing him and pushing him to lay down.

His shell lands on the squishy mattress and you prop pillows under his head to rest comfortably.

Then with a smirk you crawl around until your pussy is inches over his face.

He laughs, his hand coming up to smack and pull at your ass. "That's my girl," He yanks your hips down and licks and sucks at your pussy.

You moan, one hand pressing on his hip to keep yourself steady and the other massaging his thick cock.

Precum rolls from the tip and your quick to lean in and drink it down. Kitten licks mark his tip, then you roll your tongue up and down the veins of him.

He moans against your folds. His teeth nip at your clit, makimg you buck your hips against him.

Opening your mouth wide, you sink your pout down on him, stroking what doesn't fit. He moans and rolls his hips.

You work together, bringing the other to release. Yours is coming fast, his lips sucking and kissing your clit until your screaming around his cock.

The band coils in your stomach until you can't take anymore and it breaks. You have to remove your mouth so you don't bite his cock off, and scream and ride his face.

Once your breath returns, you swallow his cock again and stroke him hard and fast. He squeezes your thigh.

"I'm gonna cum," He groans, his hands massaging your ass and thighs.

Smiling you suck his tip hard and reach a hand down to fondle his tail. He moans like he always does when you touch his tail.

His cock jerks, spilling his cum into your mouth. You make a show of humming and swallowing every drop.

"Fuck, babe," He sighs. Lifting you and setting you on his chest.

You look down at him, a smile on your face. Giggling softly, you lean down and kiss his full lips.

When you pull back he laughs softly, pinching your sides.

"Guess we didn't need food after all,"

Tags: @thelaundrybitch @happymoonangel @eveandtheturtles @tinkabelle24 @yorshie @leosgirl82 @sketch-mer-6195 @turtle-babe83

[lennsart]

IT

IS

DONE !!!

THE BEAN CHAIN IS HERE !

[frenchfry99]

🎳 cw for spooky behavior?? just a bit??

Faces people know more than names The hair is there and all the brains Your head would mean so much to me.. Your head would mean so much to me!

Muhehehehdhghh silly mans,,,killer!Robbie real?? let's say his brainworm was a juggalo

..what happened to hi hello how are you :|

and mob Robbie doodles because he's just that silly I could not leave him out!

Btw his favorite pony is Pinkie Pie,he told me himself!!

(I wonder which would actually be his favorite though)

Crazed beetle & Dr Stone face belong to : @clownsuu

>:^]

[dizzybizz]

some star rail, some penacony story fuckers specifically... y'know how it is (it's bad the brainrot is so bad help me help)

[a2zillustration]

If this was about that letter I took out of someone's mailbox yesterday IT WAS AN ACCIDENT I DIDN'T MEAN TO AND I PUT IT RIGHT BACK-

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[astrum99]

Do you think bugs fall in love?

Their small bodies host even tinier brains. Built to crawl through soil and rocks bigger than itself. Running on a simple software bouncing between eat, sleep, fight, flight, and copulate.

V1 is smarter than a bug. It must be. It’s a war machine, so it must be. Its programming is complex enough to fry several motherboards; the internals are heated from constant, unrelenting processing needs. If it updates its optical data intake to any greater degree than these rough, messy polygons, it’d surely perish from the overwhelming information.

V1 is built to kill first, survive second. To be fair, survival would ensure more killing, so it’d be more effective. Moving through the battlefield, culling lives, drawing blood. Perfectly aligned with its programmed objectives, then.

Gabriel is smarter than a bug. He must be. He’s an angel, so he must be. He’s one of the best soldiers in the heavenly realm. Armour and swords glistened with pride and justice. He sees all. He judges all. His loyalty and perfect track record have earned him a high rank within the order. Leaving behind the creaturely "it". His light burns hot and bright within his constitution.

Gabriel is built as a messenger of the Father, then a judge of Hell. To be fair, the role of a judge was assigned to him by the council, so he supposes that his placement can be summed up as the bearer of the divine authority to bring right to all other creatures. Perfectly aligned, then.

Bugs… Well, they’re the same. I suppose. Small beings. Running pre-programmed orders derived from centuries of evolution: eat, sleep, fight, flight, and copulate. No role. No responsibilities.

Bugs are built naturally and fully, unlike humankind; but formed and ready to go within seconds from their births, like machines and angels.

So. Do they live?

When the machine and the angel escape their chains, do they see themselves in bugs?

Bugs are born to live, temporarily, fleetingly, yet live nonetheless. Do they, then, deserve to live, freeing and meaninglessly. No role. No responsibilities.

So. Do bugs love?

Do they learn that they can go beyond their basic structures? Do they see their own reflection in each other’s compound eyes? Do they recognize each other’s bodies, scents, heat? Do they feel the desire for closeness?

To flutter wings like a dance of waltz. To brush antennae like butterfly kisses. To greet and caress and lie next to each other near their death.

To move through the sky in battle, in passion. To clash swords and fists and bullets. To greet and caress and lie next to each other near their death.

The same cells in the same blood coursing beneath the same suit of exoskeletons.

Machine, angel, bug. Boiled down to the barest essence of existence; crisp simplicity.

To live, to love.