Idk What This Is - Tumblr Posts
Wanted to try something new,,
I know its too bright, but I really like the result huh
There's someone staring
At me
From the mirror
On the wall
Who is it?
A girl?
A boy?
It's me
A picture that I took in Portugal ☀️
“I know goodness exists because I love you. I love something good, something profound, something that was made to be loved And if love is good then I know goodness still exists in this world because I love you.”
@staff who are you?? do you have your own blogs?? who makes the posts? do they have to be like, officially approved by some serious business person? do you have to have group meetings about what to post?? where’s your ask box i couldn’t find it (that might just be cause i’m dumb lol)
GUYS GUYS GUYS STOP IT I OFFICIALLY LOVE THIS WRITER.
idk just thinking about seeing your lieutenant for the first time, this big giant dog of a man, and thinking to yourself, "hmmm yeah, i'm gonna make that thing mine." (18+)
like. i'm thinking about seeing him walk into the room for the first time. fresh off an op, still in all his gear. he's angry cause he's been awake off and on for 40 hours at this point, and he sinks down into a chair in the mess hall, and your eyes bug cause the chair fucking bends with his weight.
and you're just like "omg omg omg holy shit" cause this fucking brute is just huge and beefy, and you had no idea this was your type until you watched his hand curl around a cup and make it look miniature. and you're wondering like "fuck i bet those holsters are custom made" cause you don't think you've ever seen them stretch that far around someone's thigh.
ughghghghgh, and he's dumb as shit, too, or maybe he's just fucking blind. you give him every hint in the book, every indication of how you feel other than pasting a giant neon sign on your forehead that says "fuck me."
you wear the tightest cargo pants you can get. you let the buttons on your shirts go low whenever he's near. you make excuses to see him late, delivering him paperwork in the middle of the night, meeting him out for a smoke (and he's never seen you smoke anything), shuffling your way in front of him in line so you can bump into him and graze your ass against his front. he even catches you this way--even curls his hand around your waist and steadies you before letting you go impatiently.
fuck, bending over in front of him, the obnoxious giggling, the excuses to dangle your tits in his face. you want this man underneath you, on top of you, tangled around you and suffocating you with those enormous arms, and he barely side-glances at you whenever you're in his vicinity, and it's infuriating.
what do you have to do to reel this thing in? how many bones do you have to give him?
how many times do i have to flash my bra at you for you to fuck me over your desk?!
you can't eat another cherry in front of him. you can't drop more sauce onto your cleavage. you cannot come out of the showers in just a towel in front of him anymore because you're going to lose your fucking mind--
you even made out with his beloved little sergeant, his favorite little know-it-all that can't stop blowing shit up. that blue-eyed, insufferable, yapper of a scot that kisses all wet, with teeth, who pants like a puppy when he asks if he can 'ave a taste of y'r bonnie cunt, please, please, please--
and you say yes, because maybe he'll finally fucking shut up if you drown him between your thighs and never let him come up for air.
face down, ass up, cargos around your ankles, hips pushing past against that puppy's stubble as he devours you on his knees. his big hands spread your ass for him, and his thumbs flick over your folds as he opens you up, a cackle leaving him before he opens his mouth wide and kisses your pussy all sloppy and uncoordinated.
when the door swings open and hits the wall with a bang, the puppy tries to leave. he tries to move, but you reach back and grip his mohawk, scowling as you shove his face back where it belongs as your lieutenant stands at the door and heaves with anger.
"uh uh," you snap, and your sergeant on his knees whines, his blue eyes a little foggy and wet as he blinks up at you. but he complies, his tongue slurping, and you flutter your lashes at your lieutenant as you keep johnny muzzled in your cunt. "sorry, lieutenant. is this your office? must've read the sign wrong."
you reel from the contact. a big hand grips you by the hair, slamming you down against his desk, and you choke as you try and gasp for air. like a good boy, johnny settles where he is, shoving his tongue down your hole and moaning low when he realizes you're dripping down his chin now that his lieutenant has you.
"y'think this is funny, eh?" ghost mutters in your ear. "y'think i don't know wot y'r doin'? think i 'aven't caught on, think i 'aven't noticed wot a fuckin' insatiable bloody pain in my arse you've been ever since y'got 'ere?!"
you whimper, relaxing against the desk, and ghost tugs at your hair again, shaking his head.
"oi! y'don't get to be stupid just because y'r gettin' y'r cunny played with," ghost snaps. "y'r a right headache."
you laugh, getting up to your elbows, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as ghost scruffs johnny by the base of his mohawk and cups your pussy with one big hand. you gasp, leaning your head back, because finally, yes, it's all i want, please, please, please--
"'f you wanted to be my pet so bad," ghost murmurs, fitting himself behind you, leaning over your shoulder as he spits into your ear, "all ya had to do was fuckin' ask, swee'eart."
when your eyes open, ghost hums, clicking his tongue under the mask.
"use y'r words," he growls. "be a good girl, and say wot it is y'want."
"want you," you whine, and he sighs deeply, closing his eyes, and you drown out the sounds of johnny sputtering at your feet as ghost bends you at the hip a little more, arching your back.
"mmm...tha'sit. was tha' so hard?"
Day 9 in quarantine:
I'm now wondering if celebrities toothpaste also has a famous brand like Gucci
look at this weird hamster i found
u ever had a skin problem uve couldve just avoided if u hadnt picked at it
No idea what im doing
the feminine urge to go to the woods because i want to live deliberately
1.Friedrich
2. Louisa
3. Birgitta
4. Liesl
5. Marta
6. Kurt
7. Gretl
I am 100% sure friedrich is on the top, but I am getting strong vibes from Louisa. Im considering doing headcannons for le von trapp kids too
hey, if we were to rank the von trapp children in order of how gay they were, Friedrich would be number one, right? I’m asking for science.
Lady of the death brewing swamp and the pond of above. I was bored once again and went for a different approach also wanted to do another body study.
anyone else ever just see some fanart or read a fic and just have their headcannons for a character change like every other day or? Like just last week i headcannoned Tubbo as a shapeshifter, then a dragon hybrid, then a bat hybrid, then shapeshifter again, then a Federation experiment, and now a god. like, is it just me???
tw: blood
[11:41pm]
heeseung danced with you in the empty ball room, lips on yours. silently swaying left and right, while you got lost in a trance. your eyes opened once heeseung pulled away, making eye contact with you.
"i'm sorry." he whispered in a low voice, chills tingling down your spine. before you could question what he meant, you felt a sharp pain in your abdomen.
heeseung watched as you fell to the ground clutching your stomach. red pooling underneath you while he walked away without turning back.
it had to be done.
Vampires Don’t Shiver
An in-depth headcanon about Skyrim Vampirism explained through a clip of dialogue I wrote between Ravenna and Kaidan while they waited for Inigo outside Langley’s hut. While egg gathering outside Langley's house, Ravenna and Kaidan were attacked by a wandering vampire, and Ravenna, afterwards, expresses great confusion about what the vampire was even doing so far up on a frigid mountain like that. Kaidan, who has spent his life believing vampires to be immune to the effects of cold weather, asks her to elaborate. Ravenna explains that vampires are, indeed, resistant to the cold, but not immune to it. "There's an important difference between our bodies and yours," she doesn't really notice the slip-up, but frankly neither does Kaidan, and if he does he assumes it's a hypothetical thing, "a human's body warms up when it moves, so you can stave off cold by moving or shivering. Vampires’ bodies don't warm up at all, and they don't shiver. In fact, vampires don't actually feel the cold, only the effect it has on them after prolonged exposure. Their blood will freeze inside their veins and they won't really notice until their muscles start getting frozen as well. Even then, usually the only indicator is that their joints and muscles become stiff and difficult to move because they need to thaw out. A vampire could feasibly become frozen up on a mountain like this and be stuck in limbo forever if no one found them and thawed them. A place like this is dangerous for a lone vampire to be hunting. The only thing that might motivate one to stay in an area like this is a highly populated location nearby that could provide them with a long-term source of blood. It would still be safer for them to settle in a den or something with other vampires though, rather than roughing it by themselves - and maybe that one wasn’t, so we should be watchful on the way back." Kaidan respects her knowledge. They find the last egg and she almost falls out of a tree getting it.
POV: you're late to Heaven - get your ass up there
what would i do without zi na kasama ko habang nagawa ng acads lol hi zi!!!!!!! sana kung nasan ka man productive rin araw mo !!!
Cool water washes over manicured toes, eyes fixed on the seemingly endless blue in front of her, thankful for the distant roar of wind or waves beyond her. It isn’t until footsteps seem to be meer feet from her that it brings her back to where she stands; wandering mind returning to bound body. Eye’s barely glance over her shoulder to take in the figure near her before she clears her throat of the salt air and speaks. “If your intention was to sneak up on me, you’d be wise to practice.”
@acquarone liked for a starter from DAPHNE !!