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[theconjurervfx]

[emporium]

Come See What's New

Did you know that selling merch is the 3rd biggest driver of revenue for tumblr? Every item you buy helps pay for things like servers, salaries and sometimes snacks.

Also the more I can increase sales, the more wacky, weird and wonderful stuff I can make. So if you know anyone who needs a great gift, a personal pick me up or terrible retirement investment, send them over to the tumblr shop.

[cyberkitty1]

You and Toji were sitting in his truck as you set your phone up to film you both. you wanted to try the trend where you call him your husband.

you started recording “ hey guys so today im with my husband and we will be-“ “what?” you turn to look at him and see the stupid smile he has on his face.

“ what is it?” he rubs his face “nothing continue” “ok so today me and my husband are going to go shopping at target for some apartment stuff.” you turn and look at him.

"right baby?" he giggles " yup" "why are you laughing? what’s funny?” “you keep calling me yer husband” “is there something wrong with that?” he scoffs “no absolutely not just caught me off guard is all”

“ok, i love you my husband” you look lovingly into his eyes

“ i love you too my wife”

———

IM SORRY IVE BEEN GONE school has been consuming my life and that’s what i have been focusing on im so sorry i havnt been keeping up.

so heres something small im trying to get used to writing longer stuff!

from now on i will be doing different characters so this is my first one if you want me to do some of your faves just send them into my inbox!! love you all!

NEW TAGLIST

[failbettergames]

The Great Hellbound Railway

The Great Hellbound Railway is an expansive storyline that unlocks after your Persuasive reaches 175, and once you are a person of sufficient importance within London. These new additions expand upon activities and round out stations throughout the journey.

New Research Projects in the Jericho Library

"There are few pleasures greater than being in a library of one's own."

There are two new research projects available to everyone with a Library in Jericho! Return to the Oddlion Septagonal Reading Room to hit the stacks in pursuit of obscure knowledge and errant citations. Pursue forbidden histories of mutability and countervailing mysteries of the Elder Continent in the supreme comfort of your own library, and overturn popular scholarship in style.

These new projects are a permanent addition to the Library, and join the Hinterlands research project as always-available avenues of research.

Practising Law in the Courts of the Evenlode

"The traditions of the Evenlode are older than the courts in London, and the appointment of unconventional counsel is an expected part of proceedings. In fact, many here would be doomed to represent themselves unless you deign to offer your services."

You can now intervene in trials at the Courts of the Evenlode! You've been a spectator for long enough; it's time to wade into the fray and put your legal nous to good use. Defend rattus faber from the sticky fingers of local urchins. Prosecute the case of the Guild of Gondoliers against the Society Matron. Work out exactly what this Rubbery Man is being charged for, and how exactly he feels about it.

Pursuing justice in the Courts of the Evenlode is a permanent new activity, available to all players who have spent enough time in the Magistracy.

Story Additions to Burrow-Infra-Mump

"It is as though it grew in some other place where the colours are brighter and more vivid than our world can support. It is, unquestionably, a rose."

We've released a short new story in Burrow-Infra-Mump! London's ill-fated war against Hell casts a long shadow. Debts remain unpaid, relationships strain, and old obligations come due. A rose has appeared in Burrow-Infra-Mump; a curious plant of petal and bone that neither London nor Hell seems enthusiastic to claim. Cultivate it, or burn it to the ground, and learn of its relevance to the conflict of '68.

This short story is available to anybody who has completed the development of the church at Burrow, and starts via an Opportunity Card in Burrow-Infra-Mump.

It is also now possible to develop the old ruins at Burrow into a secular freehold. This is an alternate means of completing the station, and does not commit it to any faith or denomination.

New Artwork

Finally, something that you might just have gathered from this blog post already. Each station along the Great Hellbound Railway now has its own unique header art! New artwork joins the existing headers for Ealing and Station VIII, so keep an eye out for these new delights all up and down the journey to Hell.

[th3-0bjectivist]

“Oblivion Haze” - Acrylic paint on canvas

[el-desenladrillador]

Everyone draws Guilliman raising his sword against the hordes of enemies in a fit of rightful rage, but I picture him carefully studying ancient scrolls, trying to find ultimate wisdom and right answers among the fading lines on the crumbling sheets.

I could draw him in the middle of an epic battle too, but seriously, everyone does that. Besides, I really don't feel like drawing anything related to the actual war for personal reasons.

Also, feel free to imagine Vulkan standing nearby and calling his brother for dinner (he already tasted it and didn't die, so the food is not poisoned, yay). XD Yeah, I often image the whole story while drawing smth.

[aliypop]

My Babe

Word Count: 2,123

Writers Note: My first hardcore smut fic y'all! Thank @sissylittlefeather and my Graceland Trip for this masterpiece! I hope you all like it!

Warning: SMUT MINORS DO NOT INTERACT AT ALL

Pairing: POC OC x Elvis

Plot: It's 1971 and the Memphis Mob are hanging out in the TV room indulging in some delights of films until Mrs. Presley shows up.

Taglist

@darkmoviesquotespizza

@sissylittlefeather

@richardslady121

@thegettingbyp2

@presleyenterprise

@sissylittlefeather

@dkayfixates

@rjmartin11

@thetaoofzoe

@your-nanas-house

@zayurir

@60svintage

@sillybookmarks

Graceland 1971

The movie room had been a well-missed room. With Elvis on tour and his wife Cecelia home tending to Jesse and Elaine, he needed some time to hang out with his boys, the Memphis Mafia. Well, some of them, sitting in the mirror-tiled ceiling room, there was Joe, Jerry, Red, and Elvis, who was puffing on a cigarillo, the smell filling up the room burying itself deep into the carpet. But there was something else that the men were buried deep into the picture show on the projector. It was a porno that was lying around if you'd asked Elvis about it. It was just on the table when he'd gotten there. Usually, he'd hidden those things so the kids and his wife wouldn't find it.

"You ever do anything like that with C," Jerry asked as Joe and Red egged Elvis on for an answer, 

"It looks uncomfortable," Red commented, looking as the actors went on to do one of many positions 

"It is." He winked back, taking a long drag. 

"You're kidding?" Red questioned, but Elvis had that sly smile on his face that said everything without his lips moving, 

"E, you mean you've done that?!" Joe laughed as Elvis nodded,

"Pleasurable for her, though," Elvis smirked,

"Cece is a loud one..." Jerry mumbled as Red agreed.

"Listenin in gets you off or something?" Elvis glanced at Jerry,

"I've been on the plane with you two." Jerry smirked, "Not to mention. My God Niece and Nephew are what seven now?"

"You make a good point." Elvis rolled his eyes as his friends laughed at him. 

Coming down the stairs in her pink nightgown and heeled slippers were Cecelia. Though she'd never admit it, she always loved the mirrored ceiling staircase. Because it reminded her of the day they had first installed them and their "test" run view with them. Inching around the corner, Cecelia could hear the sounds of laughter and moans coming from the TV room. As she finally arrived, Cecelia tried not to hold in her laughter from the sight she saw. Cecelia tried to hold in her laughter as she heard Elvis and the boys had been in a heated debate.

"What'cha watching, boys?" 

Joe, Red, Jerry, and Elvis got quiet like little boys caught with their mother's lingerie magazines. 

"Mrs. Presley, We were uh!" Joe started out,

"How'd that even get up there?" Red laughed bashfully,

Jerry just stared at her as if he knew there was a setup of some kind. 

"B-Baby, you shouldn't be watchin this crap!" Elvis tried to find the remote to stop the movie. 

"Right, a lady like you shouldn't-"

"Well, of course not. After all, it's not like I wasn't the one who purchased it." Cecelia smirked as Elvis' eyes went wide, "Who'd you think bought it, surely not Red?" she smirked as Elvis glanced at her. The robe over her shoulders and the feverish hue on her tawny skin was she sending him a message.

"You're one dirty girl, C," Jerry commented,

"You just now figured that out." She chuckled as she sat on her husband's lap to watch the rest. Elvis could feel his pants getting tight and the blood rushing to his cock as her straps fell from her shoulders. 

"You should tell 'em to go," Cecelia whispered in his ear, her fingers in his sideburns. 

"But honey..."

"Elvis, I'm not wearing any panties... And not to mention, I've had to touch myself lately." 

"Mmm, is that so..." Cecelia nodded,

"Mhmm, dripping wet right now," her voice had a whimper in it. Elvis trailed his hand up her dress and in between her legs as he brushed a finger against her lips, slowly pulling his finger back from under. He had a boyish grin that was devilish.

"You know this was a great time, but-"

"E, you're not kicking us out!" Joe asked, "Jerry, it's getting good he's not kicking us out!"

"No, but I am, Joe, Red Jerry out!" Cecelia projected as they got up and scattered out,

"Bit rude, don't you think..." Elvis joked as she straddled him,

"Elvis Aaron Presley, I'm hot and bothered, and I need you to fuck me. None of that soft shit tonight, just pure grade-A sex." she pointed to the projector. Elvis touched her skin as it was feverish with lust, her body grinding on his thigh to get some friction. "

 Fuck baby, tell me what you need, baby."

"Uh- uh, you've... Ah~ been so bad, which means..." her body still grinding in a rhythm that was driving her on edge,

"Means what..." He shivered, feeling her wet slick through his pants

"You can't touch me til I say so." her breathing was getting thin, and her eyes were fluttering, 

" You ain't gonna last long, darlin." He whispered, bouncing his knee against her clit as she moaned louder, her hands on her breast as if she were trying to rip her own clothes off, 

"Elvis! Fa! Fa!Fa!" slipping the dress off her, he plunged his fingers deep inside her, massaging her G-spot as his other hand was around her breast, massaging and sucking on her nipple, giving it a bit of a nibble and tug as she erupted in a pleasurable scream. 

"What was that about til you say so?" Elvis smirked as he looked up at the ceiling. Her face was even more heavenly in its reflection. Lying her down on the couch, Elvis was between her thighs as he lapped at the bud of nerves with his tongue like a kitten needing milk. He wouldn't lie and say that this wasn't his favorite fruit he couldn't get from any store, but with his fingers and tongue deep in her pussy, he couldn't help but fall more in love with his wife, 

"ELVIS FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME!!!" was all he could hear in between her pulling his hair, glancing up she could see the sight that she'd forever have in her brain, Elvis between her thighs, eating like a man on death row, devouring her wet waters like a man who'd been thirsty for years, her legs squeezed around his head. But he didn't care. Elvis knew Cecelia was close to the light at the end of the tunnel. Watching as her eyes rolled back and legs shook, he'd begun to rub her lips and speed up his fingering and eating as she had soon squirted all over the couch.

"You okay, baby?'

"Mhmm."

"Good, cause I ain't done with you." zipping his pants, he took his cock out, stroking it some more to get it ready for Cecelia, who was now between his legs kissing his thighs as she focused all her attention on his pretty blue eyes. There was already loads of pre-cum on the tip, but Cecelia didn't mind. Her pretty lips were wrapped around the base as she bobbed her head to a steady rhythm. His head fell back on the couch as he looked up, almost finishing just from the sight of her on her knees, 

"Think you take it all down. baby." 

Cecelia nodded as she took a deep breath and deep throathed him. Her nose brushed against his balls as she massaged them with her free hand, 

"Fuck baby, you're doing so good." his hips sputtered as he got closer, "Mngh!" was the noise he made when he felt her swirling, her tongue in between his tip. It was as if she were sucking his soul from out of his cock. 

"Oh God!" his eyes rolled as he pumped thick streams of his cum down her throat, coating her tongue with a heavy amount of the nearly translucent fluid. 

"Open wide, baby." He commanded as she did so. "Good girl." he pulled her up, kissing her swollen lips. The two exchange their separate tastes with each other. 

Picking her up, he walked over to the bar. He had her facing forward toward the mirrors, "Look at yourself, baby. Is this what you want." He asked as she nodded, "Baby, I don't read head nods."

"Yes~" She moaned, feeling him slide his cock inside her slippery wet cavern. 

"Hold on tight." He ordered as he began a steady pace, her breast knocking into the yellow leather as his balls were knocking into her skin. Cecelia looked up, and she saw the fucked out look on her face. Mascara smudged, her eyes rolling back, and her curls ruffled up. 

"Look how sexed up you look, baby." he pulled her hair as he kept going, his pace faster, 

"Deeper! Harder, faster!" That was what she commanded until he pulled out and carried her to the wall towards the Jukebox, her legs straddled him as she was up against the wall, 

"Put me in darlin?" He asked as she did so, his hips driving into her as her nails dug into his back and her curses began to sound like sinful prayers. 

"OH GOD, ELVIS FUCK ME!"

"SHIT, you feel so good," he began to rut in her until he carried her back to the couch, 

"Ride me?"

"Like your name was Charro." She smirked as Elvis reached for his Cigarillo again, taking another drag from it as she slowly began to bounce herself on his cock, his hand giving her a nice smack on the ass, telling her to go faster, blowing the smoke away from her face. Elvis put it back in his mouth until he felt it missing. Cecelia was bouncing faster, and his cock was brushing up on that familiar spot she loved so much. Hanging from her mouth was his beloved Cigarillo taking a big drag from it she sat it down inside the astray as she kissed him passing the smoke to him as her tongue wrapped around his. Pulling away slowly Cecelia felt his hands on her cheeks as he pulled her into another kiss, when she pulled away she was then leaning back almost into the position of the bridge as he began to ram himself inside her, 

"Baby you're so... Fuck! Sexy!" 

"Does this turn you on?" her fingers fiddling with her sensitive clit as she kept riding him, he had begun to lick his thumb placing it there to give her more pleasure, 

"Yes oh God yes," he groaned as he kissed her neck and bit down. Changing the position Elvis was lying down as she was still going, her breast bouncing in his face, reaching to grab them he squeezed and pulled on them, 

"You know these are mine right?"

"All of me is baby."

"Good." He said both of them were breathing harder as the coil in her stomach was getting near, she could feel the hot sensation of his cum shoot inside her "as she collapsed on his, a grin on his face, 

"Come on Angel I know you got one more in you."

"El..." her eyes were glossy, but there she was on her knees his cock between her breast as she began to rub him down with them, with the tip would hit near her mouth she'd open and lick the pre-cum off him as she'd nearly slurped him down. 

"Baby more." his eyes caught sight of hers. The way the curve of her breasts simply drove him insane. He couldn't help but believe that he was the most blessed man to have his own pornstar hidden in his wife, 

"Can't get this kind of lovin from those movies, can you?" she smirked as Elvis shook his head,

"I can't read head nods, darlin." 

"N-N Oh fuck faster!" he growled as she blushed hard,

"Good boy," She smirked, peppering his cock with kisses and love bites, 

"Getting closer, sugar?"

"C-C- Cece!" he began to shake as ropes of cum decorated her perky breast, a laugh escaping her lips as Elvis blushed,

"Baby, I'm sorry I didn't mean to,"

"Shush... It was sexy..." taking her fingers as she licked some of it off, like frosting from a cake. 

"You give me fever doll. a hot blistering fever." he laughed. Walking down the hall he grabbed a towel and cleaned them both off as they were lying on the couch now watching the news. Elvis was buried deep inside her his hands on her waist as she took a nice big sigh,

"Hey, can I get my jacket..."

"Jerry, you're still here!" Cecelia blushed, popping up from behind the couch."

"I'll come back tomorrow." Jerry sighed,

"That makes two of us," Elvis smirked, kissing Cecelia.

"Elvis..."

"Yeah Jerry."

"Shut the hell up." He sighed. "And put some clothes on Cece!"Elvis and Cecelia laughed.

"Sheesh guess someone's been getting railed by life lately..." Cecelia mumbled.

"I heard that!"

[daily-utsu-p]

The album trailer + tracklist for HAPPYPILLS is finally here! It's Utsu-P's longest album yet, with 21 songs on 2 discs. Album art is by Hansi, as usual.

He'll first be selling it at Magical Mirai, and will later have it available for purchase online, including overseas. It will be available for streaming at a later date as well.

Tracklist + notes under the cut

[Disc 1]

Happy Pills feat. Hatsune Miku

No Care of Life feat. Hatsune Miku

Ga/Moth feat. Hatsune Miku

Vulgar feat. V Flower (typo in the promo image)

Hidden Boss feat. Hatsune Miku

Bizarre Food feat. Hatsune Miku

Friendshi_ feat. Kagamine Rin (cover of an Ohayogozaimas song)

RRRRafflesia feat. Hatsune Miku

Love me Love me Love me feat. Hatsune Miku (remix of a Kikuo song)

Hello Builder feat. Hatsune Miku

Hyper Reality Show -HAPPYPILLS ver feat. Hatsune Miku (physical version exclusive track)

[Disc 2]

ATARI FRONT PROGRAM -HAPPYPILLS ver feat. KAFU

B.G.M -HAPPYPILLS ver feat. KAFU

God Willing -HAPPYPILLS ver feat. COKO & ROSE (cover of a song he made for vtuber Alba Sera)

Copyright Bitch feat. SEKAI

SUSHI-GO-ROUND feat. ROSE

My Roar -HAPPYPILLS ver feat. ROSE (cover of a song he made for vtuber Tokoyami Towa)

ORDER feat. Hatsune Miku (remix of a HAL song)

dislike feat. COKO

Collage feat. RIME

IAMAI feat. GUMI (AI Megpoid + AI Gumi)

[butididnottried]

[unfinishedbow]

GO WATCH IT EDDHEADS :D

[ask-jokeboi]

We repeat: There is nothing wrong with your television set 🃏

[heretic-deb]

Mounted Wight King in Neon

[keoragalaxyana167]

Light practice?? Somehow something possessed me to draw Donnie all smug

[el-desenladrillador]

Casually checking out the contents of Watson's notebook. Watson doesn't mind anyways if it's Holmes. ^___^

[aliypop]

Operation. G.I. Blues

(Nurse Reader x Tulsa McLean)

Word Count: 943

Writers Note: This is my first Reader insert so bear with me!

Warning: None

Pairing: Reader x Tulsa

Summary: What happens when the G.I. you've been having an eye on comes to your bedside to get fixed up?

Taglist

@darkmoviesquotespizza

@sissylittlefeather

@richardslady121

@thegettingbyp2

@presleyenterprise

@sissylittlefeather

@dkayfixates

@rjmartin11

@thetaoofzoe

@your-nanas-house

@zayurir

@60svintage

@leapresley

 You walked the halls of the medical ward as you tended to the hurt soldiers of the day. Some had minor things like paper cuts. Or a sprained ankle and some had worse things like a broken arm or an amputated arm. You had only been working for a few months. But you had gotten close to a few of the G.I.'s like Cookie. For example, he was a frequent case but always a sweetheart. Your (H/L) and (H/C) swayed behind you as you began putting it in a bun. Some of the other nurses walked by. Some were giggling, and others were busy with work as you clocked in. 

"Hey, (Y/N)!"

"Carla!" You waved to your friend as she smiled, 

"Did you hear who's your patient today..." Carla asked as you shook your head,

"Not really..." 

"Tulsa McLean!" Carla pretended to swoon as your (S/C) cheeks began to turn red. Everyone in the infirmary knew that you had a thing for "T-Tulsa... As in the Tank Crewman?" your (E/C) sparkling at the mention of his name.

"No Oklahoma, Yes that Tulsa..." Carla smirked, "And he Requested you." 

"He knows who I am..." 

"You're a woman with two legs and a working pu-"

"Okay, Carla, thank you, I get it, I'll take his chart now... " You shake your head, laughing. Tulsa was lying down with his foot propped as he began coughing the more he'd seen you walk closer.

 "A-Ah Nurse (Y/N), Thank you for comin over so quickly." Tulsa coughed again as his blue eyes looked into your (E/C) eyes. 

"What's wrong, Soldier." You give him what you hoped was a flirty smile, 

"Well, I-I have a u-uh cold, no a fever, a flu! Yeah, the flu in my foot."He says as you sit next to him, 

"Well, let me check your temperature." Taking the thermometer from your pocket, you place it in his mouth, "Tell me... How'd you get the flu in your foot..."

"Well, Cookie coughed on it and..."

"Ah yes, Cookie... He's always in here." You smile, leaning in to get the thermometer as you do all the other procedures, "But I don't think it's how you get the flu in your foot." Tulsa blushed out of embarrassment, 

"But I-I... That's tight!"

"Blood pressure," You say, trying not to focus on his eyes, his chiseled chin, and those lips you're leaning closer, towards, 

"(Y/LN)!"

"I'll be right back,"

"Take your time honey, I-I mean (Y/N)," Tulsa watched you walk away as he whistled, sure he could be a flirt. But, he really did like you. He found you interesting. And kind, sweet, a bit shy, but he knew you wouldn't want someone like him. You were a nurse, you kept him safe, and you'd want someone stable, not going from place to place window shopping for girls. 

"Well..."

"Well... What's going on with me (Y/N)"

"It's not looking good..." You tease as he gets worried, "I think you've got cardodaciligitis..." You try not to laugh as he looks like a helpless child.

"What's that..." 

"It means you don't have the flu in your foot. But you do have a budding sore throat." You say as he sighs,

"So no singin tonight?"He asked,

"I'm afraid not." 

"Well, what can I do," He leans in, closer as your (S/C) cheeks turn red again. Tulsa took notice as he had a sneaky idea. His hand brushes against yours as you feel an electric fire course through you.

 "Rest, and if you need me, just-" You felt his pillowy, soft, dreamy lips on yours as you held onto him, his hand on your waist and the other on your cheek as he was slowly touching your (H/T) his fingers lost in your (H/C) locks. You kissed back, and your heart nearly stopped. This was something you dreamed of. 

"Kiss ya..." He winked

"Yes... I mean, no... I mean, call my name I..." 

"(Y/N)?" Tulsa asked,

"Yes..." 

"Do I make you nervous?"

"No."

"(Y/N)... The truth."

"Okay, okay, I really like you, and I didn't think you'd ever like me back and-" His lips were on yours again as a soft moan left your lips, following a whimper due to the fact he left your lips lonely again. 

"Darlin, I like you too, matter of fact?"

"Yes?"

"When I get better, I wanna take you out, make an honest woman out of ya the whole nine yards!"

"You would do that?"

"Yes (Y/N)..." 

"Why?"

"Cause maybe I like ya too," He kissed your cheek as you held your hand there, gushing over the G.I. 

*Extra*

The next day, you trotted into the infirmary, blushing and giggling as you threw yourself over the counter, 

"Carla, guess what!"

"What (Y/N)?" 

"Operation G.I. completed."

"You mean..."

"Tulsa kissed me!" Both you and Carla freak out.

"And...What was it like?"

"It was like kissing a cloud." You swoon as Carla laughs, "So what now, is it just a kiss, or is he seri-"

"(F/C) roses for (Y/N) (L/N)." 

"Oh, thank you," Taking the card from the stems, you open it and read it as Carla looks over your shoulder.

Thank you for taking good care of me,

             Ps.

Ever since I kissed your lips, I've officially stopped hopping around. I Can't wait to see you tonight.

                                      Hopeful to be your

Love,

Tulsa McLean

"That definitely means you're dating..."

"Carla!" 

"It does!" 

"Oh my God, your hair! and makeup, and what are you going to wear!" You watch Carla walk off as you keep reading the last part of the note.

Love,

Tulsa McLean

And that was something you knew you waited a while to want to do.

[littleevil0ne1]

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