#why am I proud

[stary-star]

MY BABIESSSSSS

[caesarhamato22]

I just got such an random thought with Rocket and Reader.

NSFW at the end.

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Imagine you’re a nail tech- HEAR ME OUT.

Obviously, on Knowhere, I can’t imagine there being a salon of any kind (maybe there is, idk) but you’re a nail tech with your own salon.

It’s small and welcoming, and people of all species visit to relax and take a break.

After hours, Rocket will come to your work while you’re closing up and sit in one of the chairs, waiting for you to be done so you two could have a date night or to go home to have back-breaking sex.

Occasionally, you’d clip and file his nails. Not all the time since most of the time he’d do it himself.

You tend to be the one to ask to clip them since you do it for a living. And you liked pampering him every now and then <3

When it’s him asking you, he mostly asks because he knows you enjoy holding his hands. He also gets to make many dirty jokes about how he’s going to use his freshly blunt nails on you later.

And by later, he means right after you’re done.

Always starting with a kiss over the table, leading into him fingering you in the backroom.

He’d have you finishing all over his hand, just for him to lick his fingers — or have you suck them for him — before inspecting his claws, a mix of your remaining cum and saliva making them shine.

“Always makin’ me look so damn good, princess.”

~

Idk how or why I thought of this but I might expand on it who knows

Hmmmmm

I changed that last line so many fucking times

Taglist:

@aliasrocket @shybabylovestmnt-blog @scholastic-dragon @beckalias

[rambheemisgoated]

Bheem: *brings home a lil cat*

Ram: *after obligatory period of hating each other that all cats go through* I would die for this cat

Bheem: *while smiling and petting both of them* you would die for a fucking gremlin

Ram: that's literally what I just said

Bheem:

Bheem: did you just call her a gremlin-

Ram: no, you did. *sips tea*

[weirdlynotspecific]

Tumblr sexymen are a cult that we are totally okay platforming. It's a cult full of debauchery, friendship, and a surprising amount of glowing eyeballs. If that's not the most Tumblr thing ever I don't know what is.

[sushirens]

after years of waiting, we finally got a new irl zits pic to turn into a weezer meme, who cheered.

[zivazivc]

I came up with Floyd's (other) ex band mates and then I went a little insane about them. . . Anyway they're all alternative trolls who adopted him into their group. They play nu metal at underground gigs but mostly they just go to raves and get stoned out of their gourds.

original photos under the cut

I googled "90s rave photos" and had such a hard time choosing which to draw. i might make more of them in the future...

[fiction-justanotherstateofmind]

If I had a nickel for every time Dylan O'Brian ends up in a ship where:

1) the love interest slams him against the walls

2) the love interest chases him when Dylan's character runs into danger

3) he holds up his love interest and helps him escape from danger

4) he ends up with the love interest hurt and with black veins from of a not natural "poison"

5) he and the other actor go along with the idea of the ship

6) the ship is not officially canon but still it's the most famous ship of the show (despite his being in a canon straight relationship)

I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice

[gia-d]

Team W! As in Who let them near the fire rods???

Four, Legend and Hyrule

[tomatoart]

I GOTTA FEELING .

[daeyumi]

Through the fog ⛅️☁️

[2022]

[handsomegentlebutch]

I saw some dumb shit on reddit and after being down voted to all hell made some memes to express myself

[catlover4536]

I am once again here to remind y'all that I love them.

[sariphantom]

@skelenova turns out I was your Secret Santa in the #Riseathon Discord's Gift Exchange, and like always, I have the tendency to give you more than one gift instead of just sticking to just one. You've mentioned that you would like to see hurt/comfort, taking care of plants, baking together, just chilling out/vibing, and you've also mentioned that you wanted your gift to revolve around Rise Donnie.

Third gift is Leo and Donnie chilling out on the rooftops of New York City while arguing about pizza.

[drawing--dead]

smoke break

[rbtlvr]

smth for @remedyturtles new fic firefight! the twins ever <3 i'm sure they're fine

[jedi-starbird]

No one ever tells Obi-Wan that he is his Master's padawan.

Of course, for most people who had known Qui-Gon Jinn, telling someone else they resembled the the man would in fact be a thinly veiled insult. But still, Obi-Wan feels the absence of comparisons almost as strongly as he feels the absence of his Master.

There is no one for Obi-Wan to push against now, no strong presence at his side, ready to grab him by scruff and pull him back from another reckless stunt. It's an odd feeling. He has been set loose against his wishes. There is no one to his left and Anakin at his heels, but Anakin had needed, still needs, a strong, gentle figure for his prickly but sensitive heart. For even their worst bickering could not hold a candle to the scathing remarks he and Qui-Gon had shot at each other and Obi-Wan knows he cannot push and needle Anakin in the same way.

When Qui-Gon had been alive they had been an amusing, mirrored pair, the maverick and his rule-following padawan. Opposites clashing against each other, yet working together to complete the most difficult missions. Few saw that Qui-Gon's impertinence had indeed rubbed off on his padawan, cultivated from that small, angry initiate, because the only way to rebel against the rule-breaker had been to parrot the Council fastidiously. No one would ever get to see that again. Obi-Wan is one half of a mirrored pair trying to complete a routine on his own. What once was an impish, teasing compliance is now a betrayal of all his Master's values.

"How could Qui-Gon raise such a model Jedi?" He hears them say, "It's admirable that Master Kenobi was appointed to the Council despite his Master's maverick ways."

Padawan Kenobi would have yelled and kicked and screamed. Master Kenobi is serene. It should feel like an achievement. It feels like a disappointment.

Sometimes, Obi-Wan looks at the shape of the man he has moulded himself into, and aches to be his Master's padawan.