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per-aspera-ad-aporia · 2 months
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hello, this is an appreciation post for taylor moore of fortunate horse.
the opening and closing stings of Worlds Beyond Number are deeply enjoyable every single time but oooooooooh. the score at the end of ep 11 (the threatening might of the imperium) is a bassier, more sinister version of the score in ep 01 (the celebrated might of the imperium? OOOOOHHHHHHH so good.
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zafirosreverie · 1 year
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Por amor al arte (Julieta x F!Reader) masterlist
Por amor al arte (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (15) (16) (17) (18) (19) (20) (21) (22) (23) (24) (25) (26) (27) (28) (final)
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malaiikka · 8 months
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blackstarising · 2 years
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this swedengate thing in direct contrast to ghanaian culture is so funny to me like cut to mamastarising running around the house an hour before one of my playdates imploring me to tell her What White People Eat so she can give these damn kids SOMETHING
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depoteka · 11 days
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tiktok is the source of some of the worst sounds and songs my ears have heard in my entire life
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harryforvogue · 1 year
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kiwikiwiandkiwi · 2 years
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feralharry · 2 years
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Sushi for a music restaurant feels like a song sponge bob would sing to annoy squidward like that's a bikini bottom song
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langelito · 1 year
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acordándome de cómo presté mi Bip con el sticker del Apruebo pensando en que era altamente probable que me vería de nuevo con la persona para que me la devolviera...
y aquí estoy, sin Bip, ni Constitución digna🫠
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damn it, this line is so beautiful out of context (i’m using reference images when i draw now. whatever happened to me?! [growth]) [ID: a digital drawing of a half-open arched door in a brick wall. around the open door are the words “Enter freely of your own will! Go safely and leave some of the happiness you bring! ~ Dracula”]
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rissouu · 4 months
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Now imagine modern doctor law with his pregnant wife ofhdhdjh
Just him being so caring about what’s good for her
bro that man will literally never leave you alone istg 🌚!
for instance, whenever he sees you munching on the hot chips you love so much, he immediately snatches em’. “how many times do i gotta’ tell you to stop eating that shit?” even before you got pregnant he rarely let you eat hot chips, well around him at least.
“paaa stop taking my shit! your son is hungry, and the only thing he wants right now is some hot cheetos!”
you were fed up at this point, especially because you were also pregnant. you barely had control over your emotions and the only thing you really wanted right now was some damn hot chips! but of course, being the wife of a doctor came with many inconveniences.
“nah mama, don’t try and blame my son. he want you to stop eating that shit just as much as me, you can get ulcers from eating too much of those toxins,”
you rolled your eyes at the fact that he was right. you’d came close to getting an ulcer before back when you were younger, but clearly that wasn’t enough to stop you permanently.
law knew you would probably have an attitude with him for the rest of the day, but he was just putting your safety first. “you can have a attitude all you want, better go get you some lay’s.”
“but you know i don’t fucking like lay’s, they’re disgusting.”
“well that’s too damn bad!”
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josephponiatowski · 3 months
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Everyone keeps saying my Pepi drawings are adorable, but they don’t know I can make Pepi EVEN MORE adorable >:)))
BEHOLD, THE CHIBI PEPI!
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Goddamit I can’t draw weapons :((
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That’s it. Pa paaa~ (It means bye bye in Polish)
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maaarine · 1 month
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welkom in Europa blijf hier tot ik doodga Europa pa Europa pa
Europa PA pa pa pa pa pa Europa PA PA
Europa PA pa pa pa pa pa Eu! ro! pa!
Europa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa paaa paaaa paaaa paaa
WELKOM IN EUROPA JONGEN
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ikeromantic · 1 year
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Hi, it's me again ahahha. I enjoyed your writing on Ikemen Prince with Baby on work~
Can you also do one for Chevalier and Clavis? 🥺😁
Ahaha I have to admit, this is something I've thought about from time to time. So, here's approx. 1300 words of Chev and Clavis as papas!
Chevalier
Chevalier stared down at the squirming little thing in his arms. It was the most ridiculous creature. Big, ice-blue eyes stared back at him intently, set in a face much like his own. “If I put you down, are you going to cry?” 
The baby - his daughter - burbled at him nonsensically and then grabbed at his cloak. She caught the fur and stuck it right into her mouth. 
Chevalier patiently removed the fur from her grasp. “What did I tell you? Only food goes into your mouth.” His strict voice belied the tender look in his eyes as he said it, though he did not realize what expression he wore when he looked at his daughter. “I wonder how any child lives to adulthood, sticking random things in their mouths.” He was very sure he’d never done that and there was no one around but Sariel to dispute him.
The baby did not have an answer for him, but she waved her hands in the air above her, reaching for his cloak again. 
He unhooked it and laid it against the back of the chair, safely out of baby-reach. Proactive strategy. Difficult when your opponent gave you so little to work with. “Now. I am going to read. And you are going to be a quiet good girl until your mother comes back.” Chev glared down at the little bundle of joy fiercely. 
“Ama-amamama ah?”
Chev paused mid-breath. “Did you . . . say mama?” 
“Ama-ahamama-aaahhhh!” She squealed at him and stuck her fist into her mouth to bite at it.
The king felt his face stretch into a wide smile. He,and he alone, heard the princess’ first words. Of course. It was a very common word. Mama. But he felt pride swell his chest. He couldn’t wait to see Emma’s face when she heard. 
“Now for your second word,” he told the little princess. “Paaa-paaa . . . paaa - say it.” His eyes gleamed with the ferocious inner light of a tiger teaching its young.
“Ahhh? Bluhbluh . . .” The baby squealed and then went back to sucking on its fist. 
“Paaa. P.” Chev formed the first letter slowly and repeated it several times. “If you can say mama, I know you can say papa. Stubbornness is not a becoming trait. Paaa-paaa.”
His daughter reached up and tried to grab at his chin, giggling and he could not help but laugh too.
Unnoticed in the doorway, Sariel stood with an armload of papers. He watched the king and princess with a gentle smile. Ater a moment, he turned and left as silently as he’d come.
Clavis
The princes of Rhodolite assembled in the garden, their expressions ranging from mild concern to hostile boredom. There were tables set out with an array of bizarre foods. Tarts in an unnatural shade of purple, vegetables with some kind of dangerous looking red glaze, a drink that might have been tea if it wasn’t blue. 
Yves and Licht sat at one table, looking nervous. Luke sprawled disinterestedly on a bench. Jin leaned against a rose-covered arch with his flask in hand - probably the only safe drink at this gathering. 
Rio stood to one side with a tray in hand. It held little cups of what looked like pudding, but it was matte green and had chunks of something yellow jutting out of it. He wasn’t allowing anyone to take one off the tray - not that anyone was asking. 
Leon was gamely chewing one of the violently purple treats, much to Sariel’s obvious horror. Nokto watched from a shaded bench in the corner, clearly hoping for a reaction from the 4th prince. 
“This had better not be a waste of my time.” Chev was the last to arrive, he stepped into the garden and gave the gathering a frosty look. 
Clavis had called them here upon his return from Jade, and no one was quite sure if that meant he was about to prank them or actually had important information to share. With the 3rd born prince, it could go either way or even be both. He was unpredictable, dangerously so. Even marriage and fatherhood had done little to tame him.
Cyran, soldier and confidante to Clavis, appeared at the entrance to the garden right behind Chevalier. “Oh, I promise you this will be worth your time, King Highness.”
Chev’s lip curled, but he sat down and crossed his arms. 
A moment later, Clavis arrived. He was beaming, his smile wider than usual. “Thank you so much for attending my little garden party. I really appreciate it!” 
No one replied, though Jin crossed his arms, almost a mirror of Chevalier's posture. 
“I hope you’re enjoying all my homemade goodies. All from things I bought while in Jade.”
“That’s not the only reason you asked us here, is it?” Sariel’s dry, business-like voice did not sound amused or even faintly interested in ‘goodies’.
Clavis laughed. “Of course not!” He swanned around the gathering, his smile wide and unchanging. “I asked you to come because I made the most fantastic discovery in the Jadean markets.”
“A new medicine,” Leon said hopefully.
“New weapons?” Chev asked with his usual icy disdain.
“Better.”
Nokto smirked. “I hope you aren’t about to show us another nude folio. King Highness did not appreciate that last time, and Yves is still too young for that kind of filth.”
“I might not mind,” Jin hummed. 
“No! I’m a married man now,” Clavis put a hand to his chest. “I can’t imagine wanting to look at anyone but my dear Emma.” 
“So . . . what is it then?” Licht frowned.
“Cyran.” Clavis gestured imperiously. The soldier gave a little bow and hurried off, returning a moment later with something in his arms. Someone, in fact. 
“Well, there it is. The prince has finally lost what mind he had left,” Sariel sighed. “You didn’t find your daughter in the Jadean markets, Clavis.”
The baby in Cyran’s arms wriggled, trying to get loose. She was just old enough that she’d started to walk, holding onto things and as wobbly as a new-born deer.
Clavis laughed. “Of course not! But look at her shoes!” The baby wore a pair of odd looking little shoes over her chubby feet. They were white and pink, with a cute bunny face topped by loppy little ears and a puffy cotton tail above the heel. 
“Baby shoes.” Chevalier said flatly. “You brought us here . . . for baby shoes.”
“Yes! Do you have any idea how hard it is to find cute little shoes that fit those chubby little feet? But in Jade they’ve made these shoes with stretchy tops, see?” He pointed out the way the top stretched over the little baby foot. “And it has a matching headband!” Clavis took it out of his pocket and put it on the baby’s head.
His daughter giggled and grabbed at the ears that now hung down on each side of her adorable face. Her lavender hair stuck up at odd angles where the band had bunched it, but she didn’t seem to mind.
“She does look pretty cute,” Yves said into the awkward silence. 
Licht had a gentle expression on his face, almost tender, as he nodded in agreement. 
The baby wriggled until Cyran had to set her down, holding her two little hands in his big calloused ones. She took a few wobbling steps toward Chevalier, and gave him a big smile. “Uhhnn!” 
Chev regarded her with an arctic glare. “Uncle. Chevalier. It’s not difficult to say.” 
“Uhhhn! ‘Val . . . ear!” The tiny princess pulled a hand loose from Cyran and waved it toward Chev. 
“Aww that’s so cute! But your name is too long. I bet she can say mine.” Jin crouched down to put himself at baby level. “Come on little bun-bun. Come to uncle Jin.”
Nokto chuckled. “Not even a year old and she’s bringing royalty to their knees.”
Chevalier stood. “I do not have time for this.” He stepped carefully around the baby and then walked briskly back toward the palace. It might have been easy to miss the gentle look he gave the child over his shoulder. Certainly, the gathered princes were too occupied to note it. 
Clavis looked entirely pleased with himself as the rest of his brothers tried for the baby’s attention. She loved being the center of things, and for once, he did not mind yielding the spotlight.
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mrscordonean · 1 month
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Warnings: Smut, eating out, backshots, smoking.
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Plug!Hol horse who flirts with his gf like they haven't been together for a year."Mama you so fricking fine, you got a man?"And you just play along with it. "Sorry I have a man, and he's so fricking sexy", "Where is he, i don't see him" he grabs you by the butt and brings you close him.
Plug!Hol horse who knows you don't like it when he smokes near you, so he purposely rolls a blunt before inhaling it and exhaling in your face.
Plug! Hol horse who loves giving you backshots. "Ouhh babyy sloww downnnn," you moan into the silk sheets of his king sized mattress. "Cmon ma, you know you can take it," he pounds into you relentlessly, hitting all the right spots. "Daddyy I'm gonna cummmm" you say, reaching for his thigh attempting to grab it to make him slow down, but he grabs your hands and holds them behind your back. "Nah, Mama keep your hands to yourself" he growls.
Plug! Hol horse who starts going crazy when he's about to cum. "You like that, Ma? Hm?" he says, his voice ragged, his movements sloppy. "Paaa, i just cameeee" your speech slurs. "I know crap- but this pussy is begging for me to cum in it" he inhales and exhales unevenly, he's covered in sweat and saliva drips from his clenched teeth as he cums deep inside you, panting heavily.
Plug! Hol horse who only eats you out when he thinks you deserve it. "Congrats, Ma" his voice vibrates in your pussy. You had just gotten a heck of a lot of money from your happy client (you do interior design). "Babyyy, it's so good" you shake from the pleasure of his tongue working inside of you. "I know you're close baby, give it to me", he says and you finally feel that tight knot in your stomach, and you squirt all over his face and he licks it up.
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