hello my singing monsters community.

You can blame thank @menthum-mint for this one.

There's just something so !!!!! about admitting some embarrassing sexual fantasy to someone and then suddenly being way over your head when they get excited. I wanna shyly tell a friend that I've always thought girls look good sucking a dick and maybe I wanna look cute like that one day. Then suddenly not 5 minutes later she has my hands tied behind my back and my legs to the chair while she shows me her dildo collection and decides which one I should suck on first for her

Bruce is grateful for the fact that Damian has made friends, he is.

He's happy that his son has met children his own age at school and befriended them. That he is growing from that prickly, unhappy, scarred child he'd first been when he'd come to live with Bruce. That his friends are even normal kids - baring Jon, who is still normal enough despite being the son of Superman and occasionally a super hero himself - with no links to anything strange or dangerous or illegal.

"Oh, sup B."

He just wished that his son's friends were also just a little less...feral.

"Hello Elle."

Elle Nightingale gave him a little wave with the lemon she was holding - or as best as she could considering the space she was working with - and smiled cheekily at him. Bruce felt a headache budding behind his eyes.

"I thought Alfred banned you from the kitchen?" She shifted a bit, nudging a bottle of milk - farm fresh, courtesy of the Kents, passed along via Jon as thanks for looking after him for the weekend. Bruce wished he'd had the foresight to expect that Jonathan Kent staying over for the weekend would mean that Elle, her cousin Billy and their friend BL - the children refused to say the girl’s real name, likely to spite Damian, and thr initials had been a compromise to calling her Box Lunch - would take it as them being permitted to stay over for so long as well. Damian had just given Bruce a an unimpressed look when he'd expressed his surprise at the sudden influx of twelve year olds in his home. As if Bruce was disappointing him at being so foolish as to think his entire pack of hellhounds wouldn't be invading enmass.

"Just getting a snack." He assured her, not wanting her to being the wrath of Alfred down upon his head. The hellions liked doing that, for some reason. "I don't suppose you could tell me what exactly you're doing in my fridge." Bruce tried, looking at the girl curled up in what should have been a deeply uncomfortable position between a few shelves of the large appliance.

Elle grinned. Her canines looked a little too sharp in the odd light of the fridge. Bruce really had to stop thinking of his sons friends as demonic hellions, he was starting to impose impossible features on them when he was sleep deprived.

"We're playing hide and seek." She made direct, unblinking eye contact with him as she brought the whole lemon to her mouth and took a bite out of it like it was an apple. "It’s Day's turn to seek." She added, lemon juice dripping down her chin as she swallowed her bite, rind and all.

Well at least she was getting enough vitimin C.

"Right." He nodded, deciding that it wasn't cowardice that led him not wanting to get involved. No, it was just...good parenting. Letting the kids be kids. It was a sleepover, and Damian was actually playing a game! That was something to be encouraged! Bruce wasn't fleeing from this particular group of children's brand of chaos at all. "...could you hand me one of the fruit cups Alfred made earlier?"

Elle obliged on the condition Bruce didn't tell Damian about her hiding spot and returned to happily eating her...whole lemon...as he shut the fridge door on her.

As he returned to his office he glanced out one of the manor's large windows long enough to see Billy stick his head out from the top of the twelve foot tall topiaries out on the front lawn, checking to see if Damian was about. Bruce shook his head, kids and their ability to climb impossible structures never ceased to amaze him. Billy should be careful not to keep trying to peak for Damian though, he was going to end up getting found that way.

merry christmas 🔫

i've always wanted to die clean and pretty but i'd be too busy on working days so i am relieved that i left my room tidy they'll think of me kindly as they come for my things

- last words of a shooting star

alt design takes for the aquatos!!

the true problem with getting into wolf 359 in the year of out lord 2024 is that the show ended like 7 years ago and the fandom is like 12 people all sitting around on plastic lawn chairs. you want content? you have to make the content.

Saw @prajjna's kiwi sniper (he's super adorable btw!), found recently meme with kiwis, and then we have this. (¯▿¯)

a 2 act tragedy starring me: i’ve been making fruit smoothies in the morning for a few days which has been great because it’s getting me to actually eat fruit for once, only to go on the internet and be told that it apparently releases all the natural sugars so it's actually Not that great for you and i am devastated

saw a news article today and i

Pepito, reimagined! Peps has Quackity's smile, roier's eyebrows, river's eyes and marianas myopia (gas mask is also glasses prescriptions)

Waldo sweater my beloved

@terezicaptor the baby, and i completely gave up on dragon parts *head in hands*

Click for better quality cuz tumblr nuked it (WHY)

When the fuck is someone gonna forcefully pull me over their lap and spank the hell out of me until i cum hard while I squirm and whine and beg them to stop????

Fruit Galore 💕

not a morning person

Happy 10th Anniversary to this uh.... Interactive Cutscene! I have been Struggling Lately so I decided to just color a Bit of an Old Scribble from Last Year (seen here)

fault line

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