Tumgik
#kinda short but
moechies · 14 days
Text
toji’s puppy 🐾
toji’s puppy who has a bad habit of biting :(
and he knows that as your owner, it’s his responsibility to train his sweet puppy to be good, but he can’t resist when she acts like she’s done nothing bad, big weary eyes looking up at him portraying such innocence.
you’ve decided that begging for forgiveness was the way to go with him, and that’s what you find yourself doing each and every time.
so you settle down, the warmth of your mouth wrapping itself around his heavy cockhead; sloppily sucking and blowing bubbles onto his fiery tip, mewling out inaudible apologies.
and he falls for it every time.
。゚(゚´ω`゚)゚。
“m.. showwie..”
“f-fuckin’ minx.. shit.”
you stare up at him from below with glossy eyes, small hands pawing at the remaining length you had been unable to fit into the small of your mouth. the corners of your mouth burn from the stretch, but all is ignored to attune to your owner .
he looks as if he’d been punched in the gut, short beads of sweat that form on his forehead. one hand grips onto the flesh of the couch, other tangled in loose strands of your hair.
your mouth is sloppy, drooling spit that dirties and leaks all over his cockhead and onto your own hand. he scowls at the mess, but does nothing to prevent it; why would he? you occasionally pull yourself off of his length, pressing wet kisses and small kitten licks to his slit, watching it pulse with need.
“d-do you forgive me ?”
he scoffs, your audacity, he thinks. of course he does. how could he not, with your sweet demeanor and perfect pup-like eyes; anyone would forgive such a behaved puppy. but toji had no plans to let you know that.
“make me cum pup, ‘nd we’ll see.”
2K notes · View notes
Text
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: G
Word Count: 1019
Imladris has been snowed in. Neither Glorfindel nor Erestor are thrilled about this, but for very different reasons.
Written for @officialtolkiensecretsanta, for @doodlinglisy! I had fun writing this silly little piece, so hopefully you have fun reading it too!
Erestor hated the winter.
He was never good with children at the best of times, but trying to tame two increasingly restless twins as they were bouncing off the walls and desperate to go outside in the middle of a blizzard was nigh unbearable. If they were his children, he'd let them. After all, in his youth, he'd been sent to play outside whatever the weather, and the twins were old enough to know not to try walking on the frozen pond. But when he had suggested it to Elrond, he had been silenced by a pointed look to where Glorfindel's cloak hung on the wall.
Ah.
Erestor knew in theory that Glorfindel had crossed the Helcaraxë with the House of Fingolfin, but it hadn't occured to him until now that, while he never said anything of the matter, Glorfindel would have been witness to the same horrors he had heard others speak of in hushed voices. He didn't raise the subject again.
That, of course, didn't help the present situation, and he pressed his fingers to his temples as the boys' squabbles echoed in the small room. Well, if they couldn't go outside in the storm, Erestor would just have to make them their father's problem. They could catch up another day.
Once the room was empty, Erestor took a long breath, taking in the blessed silence. This was much better.
Glorfindel hated the winter.
The frost made his fingers tingle in a way that was all too familiar, and he could feel his extremities burning with the memory. He refused to even acknowledge the sounds that rung in his ears, and drowned them out with chatter, either with others or talking to himself.
That is how he ended up here: sitting at a somewhat awkward angle by the fireplace with a muffled pops resounding from a pan he had buried in the embers on one side, and a plate of already roasted chestnuts on the other. Between humming to himself and the nuts bursting, he could drown out his thoughts quite nicely as he focused on removing the shells. It was almost meditative. Take a nut, press on the shell until it cracks, peel it off, set it aside. His fingers were black with soot by now, but if he noticed, he didn't care.
Presently, he felt a hand rest on his shoulder and he smiled, immediately recognizing the lithe fingers.
“Mm… lesson's over already?”
“I let them go early. They seemed uninterested in learning arithmetic today.” Erestor's voice was hoarse and flat, and Glorfindel didn't have to ask why.
“They never are.” Glorfindel took the hand on his shoulder and brought it to his lips. “To let them out early seems unusually charitable for you.”
“Hmph. It was hardly for their sake.” Despite his words, there was a mirthful glimmer in Erestor's eyes.
“Ah, I should have known,” Glorfindel said with a laugh, though it came out as more of a tired wheeze. The look on Erestor's face told Glorfindel that he knew something deeper dwelled beneath the service, but he had the decency not to ask about it. “Sit with me.”
Erestor obeyed, kneeling next to Glorfindel on the floor and eyeing the chestnuts. “What are these?”
“Something to do,” Glorfindel shrugged. He nudged the plate aside and wrapped an arm around Erestor, who was quite content to lean against his side and shut his eyes.
“Hm,” Erestor acknowledged quietly before tucking his frigid hands beneath Glorfindel's thighs to warm them. “You're much warmer than I am.”
“I've been sitting by the fire all day,” Glorfindel smiled, brushing a knuckle over Erestor's cheek, “Of course I'm- what?” Erestor had suddenly wrinkled his nose.
“Your fingers. You'll get soot on my face,” Erestor said with a huff.
“Ah- so I am. Let me just…” Glorfindel used his sleeve to wipe Erestor's cheek, only to realize that his sleeves were covered in soot too and he was only blackening more of Erestor's face. “Ah… never mind.”
Erestor couldn't help but crack a smile at that, though he was quick to hide it by pressing his face into the crook of Glorfindel's neck. “You idiot…”
Glorfindel's eyes twinkled mischievously. “Maybe, but you seem to only be drawing closer. Perhaps this was my strategy all along, hm?”
“And was it?”
“…No,” Glorfindel confessed with a laugh, a real one this time.
Upon hearing it, Erestor looked up and his eyes glinted with a strange satisfaction that Glorfindel couldn't place.
“Good. I prefer it that way.”
A soft puff of air left Glorfindel's nose and he pulled Erestor closer, who reached up to offer a quick peck to his cheek in turn before pressing his face back into his chest. Gently, Glorfindel allowed his eyes to close and he rested his chin on the top of Erestor's head.
“You fit perfectly in my arms,” Glorfindel said, only half-aware that he was speaking out loud, “It's as though they were made specifically to hold you.”
Any other day, Erestor would have protested, accused Glorfindel of waxing poetic and generally being a sentimental fool. Today, he just smiled and allowed himself to enjoy the affection so freely given. After a moment, he did speak, but not to complain.
“I hope you know that I do appreciate you. You… always make me feel loved,” he said, voice uncharacteristically meek.
Glorfindel stilled and looked down at Erestor. The silence that followed was heavy, but not unpleasant, wrapping around them like a thick quilt. Such weighted declarations were commonplace to pass Glorfindel's lips, but it was alien on Erestor's tongue, growing all the stronger for it.
“…Thank you,” Glorfindel said after several minutes, and he meant it in more ways than one.
Erestor didn't respond to that, only drawing his legs in to curl up fully in Glorfindel's arms. They spoke no further, and for a long while, they basked in each other's company, the only sounds in their ears being each other's soft breaths and the distant popping of chestnuts.
And maybe, just maybe, they didn't hate the winter so very much after all.
16 notes · View notes
blondie-drawings · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
working on some silly tlt memes for my friend's bday and I liked how this one came out 🥲
14K notes · View notes
flyingbunniesart · 10 days
Text
Tumblr media
Ummmm i was supposed to draw a klapollo thing but i saw an awesome fit while searching for refs and all thoughts left my brain 👍
2K notes · View notes
planefood · 9 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
warriored cats
5K notes · View notes
speltfields · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media
[concerningly sweaty] i think he'd...grow a beard in the winter...!!!!!!!!!!
1K notes · View notes
colourstreakgryffin · 2 months
Note
I had a silly idea, what about an Cheshire Cat!reader x Alastor? (Feel free not to do this dearie ( ·∀·) )
Haha. OMFG. A Cheshire Cat would really match with Alastor well! So, thank you, Lady Beelzebub! I’ll try this out!
Alastor- A Little Game
Tumblr media
Vaggie has been so frustrated. Charlie has been trying to ease the crew. Husk is on the verge of murdering somebody. Niffty is annoyed that her cleaning equipment is gone. Angel is quite amused by what’s going on and Alastor is very invested in the cause
Lately, the Hazbin Hotel has been dealing with a suddenly appearing invisible menace causing pranks after pranks nonstop; locking or trapping up doors, stealing items and storing them high up, whispering out in the halls at night
Alastor didn’t suspect he’d ever run into the culprit of all this trouble but he has. After Charlie had been giving Vaggie a calmdown pep talk, the Princess politely asked Alastor to check around the hallways for any more prank remnants, the Overlord did so, just to see what he may find… and he made a incredible discovery
A floating cat-like sinner with magenta and pink colouring, most importantly, a big Cheshire wide grin. A rival of Alastor’s own smile and with almost half a body, as if cut in half
The sinner was in the midst of setting up a trap consisting a big silver bucket full of thick blood over the top of Alastor’s own hotel room door, but they’ve been caught in the act
And Alastor doesn’t plan on dealing out punishment… he’s too amused
“Ah… you must be the little troublesome beast causing so much disrupt in this Hotel?” Alastor asks almost immediately with literally no malice towards what’s been going on, his transatlantic accent smooth and almost making his voice sound more friendly and warm than he actually is as this cat sinner… or otherwise, you
Just giggles under your breath and disappears into thin air properly with the wide grin floating in the air for a few seconds almost magically before dissipating with you
“And if I have?” Your voice rings out after a few more seconds of silence, disembodied, invisible. You can’t be tracked with eyes but Alastor’s powerful magic can pinpoint where you are by detecting your own demonic magic, sharply looking over his shoulder to be greeted with your floating head
Just your head… no body, it’s like before when it was half of your torso. Now, it’s just your head. Your magic is a lot like the storybook fairytale character, Cheshire Cat
But that’s because you’re the most Cheshire Cat person anybody will ever met. Alastor couldn’t help but be so amused by you; you’re skilled, you’re snarky, you know what you’re doing and you’re resourceful, good at planning
Able to have avoided being caught by everybody in the Hotel for months now and you’re lucky enough to have been caught by the one member who enjoyed the chaos and madness the pranks caused
“I believe you must avoid the others if so” Alastor proclaims, almost mysterious and still silky in that radio-laced but classy and dapper tone as you tilt your head confused. For the first time, you’ve been snapped out of your mischievous chaotic demeanour
You suspected him to bark, to growl, to be annoyed so him not is so odd to you but quickly brushing it off, you manifest your whole body into frame. Cute fluffy striped cat-like ears flicking and long fluffy cat-like tail curling around, almost like a coil spring
You couldn’t really understand this Overlord, something you don’t like. You’d prefer people to be confused by you, by your style of insanity and madness, by your enjoyment of causing so much disorder and high-tension emotions
You were about to speak, basically floating over his shoulder before Alastor beats you to the punch. You can’t tell if you’ll like him or despise him with the way he speaks, almost condescending
“If you’re going to make my project topsy-turvy, I suggest do a better prank”
1K notes · View notes
negative2iq · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
A WIP?? maybe idk
1K notes · View notes
vawobefanart · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
Lucifer: Look at you! Don’t you just have the biggest horns? Adam: Haha, yeah! They are, like, almost as big as my DICK! Lucifer: And just as fake. Adam: What? Lucifer: What?
New ship unlocked
Guuuuuuuuuuuys! It was hard enough to stop thinking about Stolitz, how am I supposed to not obsess over Adamsapple?! I hope Adam is gonna end up in hell, I want to see those two interact so fucking badly I’m gonna cry!
Btw: just wanted to add how weird this ship is. Like, there are so many queer ships in this goddamn universe and I ship the most hetero guys in this whole show. What’s wrong with me?! xD
920 notes · View notes
zhongrin · 4 months
Text
talking with a friend the other day gave me ideas....
sulky hubbies being ignored in favor of their own (representative animals/chibi) plushies.
zhongli hiding the rex lapis plushie under the mattress with murder™️ in his eyes (idea: crack short comic series where he regularly 'fights' with said plushie, titled: "how to dispose of your rival dragon")
human al haitham silently seething across the coffee table with his book being stuck on page 67 for the past hour as i read one of his favorite books outloud to the plushie al haitham while cradling it close to my chest. "haha are you mad because someone took your favorite pillo-" "where's the rent this month, kaveh?" ".... 🖕"
wriothesley coming into his office to see an impostor shark plushie sitting on his usual seat at our afternoon tea time. "mister sharksley asks for seconds when i give him my milkshakes, i like him!" sigewinne says. wriothesley feels the world has ended. his wife and child has been taken away from him /dramatic
995 notes · View notes
probablyhuntersmom · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Grimwalker nightmare concept. The elements are taken from my space son's canon nightmare scene (link for reference) since it matches damn well: there's an Emperor..a knife..etc
9K notes · View notes
triona-tribblescore · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
FASHION BABY~
(Yo-Ho-Ho) A Ninjas Life For Me
First: / Previous: / Next:
1K notes · View notes
codgod · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media
something wicked this way comes
[this is a redraw, here’s the original :p]
2K notes · View notes
turtleblogatlast · 1 month
Text
That middle child feel when you’re the one who successfully gets you and your siblings out of trouble only to immediately get jumped by them afterwards
Tumblr media
586 notes · View notes
eternalfrowning · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
pffouh
3K notes · View notes
riant-draws · 3 months
Text
tw for panic attack, eyestrain (last page), swears
@tsunochizu's backwards through the snow!! this fic is my lifeblood
this scene's from chapter 15, in which iirc sig is like "ok pebbs is acting weird as hell time to get to the bottom of this" and pebbs wants some modified neuron flies for extra storage (which sig can send him the blueprints for), which ends up in them having a very... exciting video call
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
also I belatedly realized that the author made designs for sig and pebbs in btts but haha I am not redrawing pages~
this took me over a month I'm not even kidding
*dies*
962 notes · View notes