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coolnonsenseworld · 2 years
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Last piece ❤️💙
There are still leftovers of the Calendar as well as some A5 prints with calendar pieces 💞
linktr.ee/Mezzy (or check my Tumblr for links)
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fleshdyke · 9 months
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i don’t think i’ll ever understand people that hate wasps so so so much. like yeah they can sting you a bunch but unless you’re allergic or an entire swarm is coming after you like does it really matter?? a wasp sting is like nothing. it’s less painful than getting blood drawn. who cares
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so-i-did-this-thing · 2 years
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It's always curious, especially as a trans man, to hear "won't you be hot in that" as the first comment so many folks make on my cosplays.
Look. I still wear my sherpa-lined depression hoodie in the middle of Florida summers on my bad dysphoria days, which is most of them. I'll be fine.
It's just so strange because nearly all my cosplays give me gender euphoria. I specially choose characters that do this for me. Cosplay is an act of self-love, where I can banish the dysphoria monster for a few hours at least.
"Won't you get too hot?"
I could stand before the gates of Hell and be unperturbed, so accustomed am I to the heat, and so worthwhile is the outcome.
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dutybcrne · 16 days
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From a very young age, Kaeya held such a fondness for handholding. Whether it was his father clinging tightly to him to make sure he didn’t get lost, Adelinde’s gentle, grounding hand closed over his to comfort him whenever his nerves got the better of him, Crepus’s rough-palmed, firm yet comforting grip as he brought him back home, or, as it was most often of all, Diluc’s warm, yet at times uncomfortably tight hold as he dragged him anywhere, everywhere, determined to always keep Kaeya close and eagerly show him all there was to see, Kaeya treasured the gesture greatly.
Of course, being as shy as he was, initiating it himself was always the harder part. So much so, he would tend to hold pinkies, rather than outright take a person’s hand in his own. Eventually, it would become his most common way to go about the gesture of affection.
#hc; kaeya#//Handholding is one of his favorite ways of affection bc 1) it’s not too overwhelming when it comes to his touch aversion#//The sensation is all focused in one spot; and even then; it’s more grounding than uncomfortable bc of how firm people’s grasp tends to be#//He really took to holding pinkies bc he realized he could ‘test’ people that way#//If it was a bother to them; they wouldn’t blink twice before moving their hand from his hold. so rejection isn’t as BIG; more subtle#//And if they Liked it; they could either accept it as is or make him happier and take firmer hold of his hand#//Once he was more confident; he would go straight to more outright handholding. Klee ofc got that RIGHT from the getgo. Bc she is smol &#liked him from the start. Even if her Pyro energy did make him uncomfortable at first; but he got used to it. for her#//Luc made it easy to go right to it to—the kid would always seem to know when he wanted to hold hands for whatever reason and grabbed hold#before Kae could link pinkies. kae did like the fact that Luc would Pout the few times Kae did link pinkies instead of hold hands#//Pout; & snatch his hand firmly in his like ‘Why did you do that? THIS way’s better’. Love the image of bby!Kae grabbing bby!Luc’s sleeves#but lbr; they deffo held hands a lot as kiddos. Bc we all know just how (canonically) indulging Luc is with whatever Kae wants. Once Luc#//figured him out; it was a Very common sight; seeing Luc tromping around like the proud lil protector he was; & Kae scurrying after him#//Lil subtle delighted gleams in his eye compared to Luc’s more overt confidence and joy. So common a sight; it was no surprise that#Kae was Deffo distressed when Luc inevitably grew out of it. Adjusted; yeah; but the sudden Change was deffo NOT good for his nerves#//Clung to Addie a lot to make up for it; until he heard the maids tittering abt how childish he was being#//He quit that FAST; finding other ways to stave off his nerves and show his affection#//Sometimes when he’s drunk at Angel’s Share; he gets tempted to hold Luc’s hand—an old habit dredged back up bc he wants comfort#//But any sudden moves Luc makes; whether bc he noticed Kae reaching out or not; utterly scare the urge away every time#//He’s made his peace with Luc resenting him; but it still stings that the ONE person he felt closest to is now practically a Chasm away#//Not like he helps any with that; running away or lashing out every time Luc tries to bridge gaps or shows concern#//Sends him into fight or flight mode every time—who’s to say Kae won’t fuck it up and make a Luc regret trying?#//Might as well sabotage it all himself—at least THEN he knows with utmost certainty it will end failure. Whoops veered off topic#//The closer he is to someone; the more likely he ends up toying with their hands a bit—esp if Interested in them#//Likes playing with their fingers; linking; unlinking and slotting them together; tracing lines on their palms#//Cute shit like that. He likes seeing how they fit together; the differences in size and how they feel#//This was all bc I saw a detail from a show pointed out on the Twitter ndnfn. And thought the pinkie thing was SO cute. Anywho#//Hi. Shit happened irl & I am still not 100%. Not saying what bc it’s not a pleasant topic; but know I am ok#//Just a lil tired. But kinda wanna hcs for rn. I had a lil burst of energy earlier today. that was nice. Over a long dead show; no less#//But it helped lift my mood a bit. I still kinda wish I could drink rn tho. Think it’d help my brain rn
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little-shiny-sharpies · 2 months
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*through gritted teeth* don’t trust how you feel about your life after 9 pm or during your monthly hell, don’t trust how you feel about your life after 9 pm or during your-
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nonuggetshere · 11 months
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Someone please just let Lummis or Petunia name the children
They already have a huge say in their names, otherwise they'd be much...much worse
Just look at Flower's sibling, they had unrestricted naming privileges and they named them fucking Baby
I can excuse "Trouble" because they were like 5 and it does describe Ghost perfectly, but Baby? PK and WL made a grave mistake by letting them do this
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aemonds-sapphire · 1 year
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💭
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ziggysgender · 10 months
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GODDD I LOVE BEFRIENDING SMALL CHILDREN..
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antoncrane · 10 months
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beatcroc · 1 year
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I just wanna say thank you for reblogging all the stuff spreading awareness of recent antisemitism that you have recently. You are the only person I follow who isn't jewish who I've seen do so at all (Unless I'm mistaken and you are jewish too). I know not everyone is aware of every single bad thing happening in the world at any moment, and don't think people HAVE to reboot about negative events or whatever, but how much you seem to care really warms my heart and reassures me we aren't alone (Unless, once again, I am mistaken and you are jewish)
👍but nah i'm not jewish, just pissed off
#doing the talking for this one IN the tags bc i would really rather be answering this privately lol#feels so weirdly like. performative. to say it out in the open but whatver#i just have so much. anger. abt this shit#every time i turn around and learn about some random history/culture event or fixture its like#'oh yeah and originally this got started to shit on jewish ppl' and its just like how is this so deeply fucking ingrained in everything#and like i'm black so. without trying to compare the two too directly for obvious reasons#i do in some ways understand the thing with the whole system being slanted against you like that#AGAIN not comparing 1:1 because the history of jews being scapegoated for everything ever and always getting the shit end of the stick#is like leagues apart and beyond stuff thats gone down w/ blacks' histories#but i get the infuriation and the sting of people just. not fucking caring or even NOTICING The Issues#to be clear i am unbelievably sheltered and ignorant about like every culture ever+ usually unmotivated to search things out on my own#so endless thanks to my jewish friends/mutuals for just bein themselves and passively keeping me like. informed.#abt basics for not being antisemitic and how to respect jewish culture#cause god knows im not gonna hear it out in everyday society or whatever#yeag. and anyway i also have personal beef#from being raised christian and having to get away from [gestures broadly at the whole of christian teachings]#and im like. you killed people for this? to do things this badly? you stomped out their culture and practices to bring THIS into the world?#literally fuck off and die nothing you taught me is even a fraction as... idk. rewarding? as the fragments ive seen of jewish culture#rewarding or like. hopeful or meaningful maybe. its hard to put an exact word to it but to speak it more directly-#i am Wildly Misanthropic but whenever i learn stuff about jewish culture im like.#you know if these sorts of ideals were more widespread i probably wouldn't hate humanity so much.#[i also feel this way abt native americans but thats a whole ass other thing.]#[similarly seeing people whose ideals i also value being consistently treated like shit tends to just fuel the misanthropy soooooo...]#its like these are the people who actually know how to live and this is what the greater populace thinks of them? lmao ok#[to be clear i live in the usa so you can imagine the kind of culture im Actually exposed to lolllll]#at any rate reblogging a post on social media really feels a negligble gesture but im glad it's appreciated nonetheless
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foxgirlmoth · 1 year
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#Hiw am I supposed to tell someobe that I love in the future that asking what I'm eating will make mw not eat fir a day#Because every time I'm asked that here Ibfeel like a burden#How about if I flinch to being touched unexpectedly? Even though I *crave* to be touched and loved#How do I get to feel loved when So Many Barbs have been implanted in my skin#Just so I can walk in this house with less pain#How can I sleep next to someone when my head is only calmed by a double dose of sleeping medicine or complete exhaustion#How can I be out and in the world when I can't even get past a semester of college without a breakdown#When can I stop climbing this 90° cliff. When does it stop#I can't hardly take care of myself#Who the hell wants that with me?#It's mostly just these damn. Mental blocks. Mental holdbacks#Yeah I can do work. Upkeep a house or whatever.#Care for pets and cook and take csre of myself thst way#But making a living?? In this economy? Fucking can't#Can't do it without my mental health tanking and it taking all my strength to not let it get too low#What am I even doing. Game Design? Art? I won't get mobey that way hahaha#I've heard that so many times from family so it MUST be true#I wanna stop crying. This never feels like me#Not this numb body. Tears stinging my eyes. Head hurts from sobbing depressed lump#I hate capitalism and the fucked up lives we gotta live in jts hellscape#I still so desperately need sleep. Please#ed mention#in the notes. Jic#Ranting again I'm sorry mutuals and friends#I don't thibj I'm okay rn#I just want a year I can sleep eat and play no worries#yknow?
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wizardnuke · 1 year
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the shadowgast pacific rim au that exists in my brain.
#LONG TAGS LORE DUMP FOR A FIC I'M NEVER GONNA WRITE PROBABLY#deirta is pentecost she lost her husband in a battle and piloted the jaeger to shore alone - verin is tendo he could fight but deirta#doesn't want either of her sons in a jaeger ever. verin is okay enough with this. essek is not.#caleb ran a triple arm jaeger with astrid and wulf and lost his mind a little bit when they died. he felt them die. the added stress of#piloting a jaeger to shore on his own put him in the hospital and then a psych ward for three months#before he began helping with wall construction as equipment maintenance. clearly this is still a magic au and tech = magic etc etc#I CANNOT stress enough that jaegers are powered by luxon beacons.#anyway essek is in mako's position and caleb is beckett. the restless assistant and the tired veteran#essek chooses caleb's candidates - the candidate process is a little more complicated because these fantasy jaegers#work off of both magic and manual physical effort - candidates have to be evenly matched in both physical and mental fields#blumendrei only worked because caleb and astrid combined matched wulf in physicality. astrid and wulf matched caleb in casting.#it was. unhealthily competitive between them at times and astrid was the worst about it. he still misses them every single day.#it's like. shit hurts to do when one arm or leg is weaker than the other. it's like that. it has to match#essek and caleb have little noodle arms and truly insane skills w casting. so they're compatable. essek is sure. caleb does the same#'why do you keep making that face' bit like beckett did bc he's tired of essek's attitude and deirta's flat dismissal of him#they metaphorically roll the same exact initiative and the fight ends in caleb casting firebolt/essek casting sapping sting#and the two of them both use their reaction to counterspell. they both move to cast again when deirta is like Okay Stop Fighting I Get It#heehoo. the first time they drift together caleb leans that essek secretly recovered a beacon from a downed jaeger and has been using it to#advance his research while passing himself off as a genius - not that he isn't. he just has another stepping stone as well.#essek gets to live thru caleb's experience of feeling two (2) people die at the same exact moment. yeah verin has to pull that fuckin plug.#other notes. veth and yeza r the scientists. OBVIOUSLY veth drifts with a kaiju brain like are u KIDDING me#other jaeger teams are fjord+jester yasha+beau and the tealeaf triplets.
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cherry-bomb-ships · 2 years
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Just saw a post showing photos of a manta ray that was all black and how do people NOT get terrified of those, if I saw that in the ocean headed toward me I would have an immediate fight or flight response 💀💀💀
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eevyerndracaneon · 2 years
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I'm proud of myself for giving myself a habit of actually brushing my teeth during the past year, it's the best thing I've done for my physical health
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readymades2002 · 2 years
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being an aa4 fan is genuinely very challenging
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rowarn · 8 months
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simon smoking while u ride him ):
afab!reader, blowjob, throat fucking tbh, simons a tease, alcohol (he was drinking), cum facial, cum eating i'm so sorry, u ride him while he smokes yeah — MDNI
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the empty glass of bourbon sat on the night table, the leftover ice slowly melting into a watery puddle at the bottom.
but cleaning up the glass was at the very back of both your minds, you truly couldn't think of anything else except the stretch of your throat around his hard, heavy cock.
precum mixed with the bourbon that still lingered on your lips from when you kissed him.
simon almost always had a drink before bed, something to help slow his mind and relax him. tonight, however, he just looked too good to resist.
shirtless, legs spread as he leaned back against the headboard. you had greedily palmed at him and kissed him until you felt him chub up against his thigh.
you were swallowing him down before either of you knew it. with the alcohol coursing through his veins, he was much looser and louder than he usually was. he tilted back with his pretty, brown eyes rolled back in his head when you messily swirled your tongue around the head.
you were drooling but you didn't care, spit dribbling down his length and dripping down to his balls.
a strong hand gripped the back of your head and you heard him let out a low chuckle, "you wanted to suck my cock, love, go ahead and take it all."
you relaxed your throat and let him push your head down at the same time that he jerked his hips up, sheathing himself in your throat. you gagged, reflexively trying to pull back but his firm grip kept you there.
"easy, darlin'," he coos, "just relax and breathe, it's alright."
you blink away the tears that gather in your eyes from gagging, not caring that they fall down your cheeks and mix with the spit coating your lips and chin. you glance up at him through wet lashes to see his lip tucked between his teeth and his chest heaving from the pleasure before you suddenly swallowed around him.
his back arched a bit before he let out a choked moan, "oh fuck!"
he held you down around his cock, writhing and moaning brokenly as you swallowed and sucked him before he suddenly releases you and lets you come back up. you don't stay detached from his cock for long before you're taking him back in comfortably, moving your head up and down, slurping and moaning around his length as you stroked the rest of him with your hand.
cupping his balls, you gently roll them in your hands before his hand suddenly slaps down against the bed with a cry of pleasure.
"fuck, fuck!" he whines, tugging your mouth off of him.
you continue to stroke him through his orgasm, flinching when his cum splatters over you, dripping down your neck and chest. you lick a stray drop off your lips and release your hold on his cock, watching as he twitches and pants through the aftershocks.
but his hard on doesn't flag in the slightest, still twitching and hard against his stomach. you straddle his waist, dragging your dripping folds along the messy length of him.
gripping the base, you hold the tip against your entrance and slowly begin to sink down. your eyes are locked onto the way he disappears inside you, the stretch stinging and making you whine.
the click of a lighter is what finally drags your gaze away from the lewd image of his cock stuffing you full. you look up in time to see him toss the lighter haphazardly somewhere in the bed before he takes a long drag of his cigarette.
"s-simon..." you whine, feeling your cheeks burn at the sight of him leaning back so casually, just smoking as if you weren't sitting on his cock all wet and needy.
"go on, love," he smirks crookedly at you, "use that cock, sweetheart."
you clench around him, finally fully seated with every single inch buried inside you. you can feel him throb, lidded eyes focused completely on you as he takes another drag, blowing the smoke away from you.
you lean forward and pull him in for another kiss, the familiar taste of bourbon and cigarettes making you whimper. your hips slowly move, grinding back and forth to stir his cock within your walls as you get lost in the kiss.
his free hand grips your hip, kneading and stroking the skin there in encouragement. when you pull back, he dips his head down and drags his tongue through the mess of his cum on your chest and up your neck, collecting it in a puddle on his tongue before he's kissing you again.
the lewd sight of him eating his own cum has you gripping his shoulders for stability before you slowly begin to bounce on him - still locked in the kiss, tasting the bitterness of his cum on your tongue as well.
he pulls back to take a drag of his cigarette again, reaching over to the table to tap the ash away, gaze never leaving you as you bounce yourself on his cock.
"f-fuck, simon!" you squeal when you angle your hips just right and he hits that gooey spot inside that makes you gush messily around him.
"fuck, that's good," he groans, eyes rolling back at the same time he lets his head fall back against the headboard, "usin' that cock so well, sweet one."
you bring one hand down and find your clit, circling and tapping your fingers against the tender little bud as you continue to rock your hips. your thighs are burning and you're panting like you've run a marathon but you can't stop when your orgasm is so close.
simon sits there, cigarette almost done, offering no assistance even though you know he can tell you're starting to struggle.
"cum for me, love," he coos, "let me feel it."
your head drops to his shoulder as your orgasm finally crests. you fuck your self on his cock through it all, every twitch and clench and tremor. you cry out his name, eyes rolling back as you drool on his shoulder.
you come to slow roll before stopping completely, still completely seated on his cock before you lean back to look at him.
he loves that dazed, cumdrunk look on your face and can't resist grinning, taking one last drag of his cigarette before putting the bud out in the ashtray.
"that looked like a good one," he teases, "startin' to think you don't really need me to do anythin' to make you cum your little heart out."
"please, si," you whine, rocking your hips minutely once again as the urge to get truly fucked by him grows.
"nah, love," he pecks your lips when you pout, "why don't you use this cock again and cum nice and pretty so i can really watch."
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