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bitterflames · 5 months
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on ep 2 of the disguiser and WHAT is this vibe goin on with ming tai and wang tianfeng... this weird nonconsensual student-mentor situationship
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mo-mode · 4 months
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minijenn · 4 months
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Motherfucker really came out here wielding a goddamn Keyblade huh?
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theerurishipper · 10 days
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"So, I talked to Clark today."
"Hm," Bruce grunts, as the voice of his eldest fills the Batcave. He has a brief idea of what this is about.
"What did you do, Bruce?"
Bruce leans back in his seat. "When Superman first created an account on Twitter, Clark figured it would only be a matter of time before Luthor followed suit. So, he approached me for help. He had the idea of taking up every handle that Luthor could possibly use for himself." He pauses. "I thought it was childish and irresponsible."
"Naturally."
"Nevertheless, I helped him out by developing a program that would generate all possible combinations of usernames involving the words "Lex" and "Luthor." It developed all possible combinations by cross-referencing—"
"I get the jist, thanks."
Bruce grunts. "So we generated the usernames, and Clark used the Batcomputer and his superspeed to create all the accounts. That very night, Luthor created his own account without being able to use 'Lex Luthor' in his name."
Dick whistles, and he can hear another voice whooping in the background. "I see Tim is visiting Bludhaven."
Dick ignores the change in subject. "Wait, is that the day I found the Batcomputer keyboard completely annihilated? Because you and Clark wanted to pull a fast one on Luthor?"
"...There were a lot of usernames."
"Well played, B! I didn't know you had it in you! I apologize for all the times I called you humorless."
"Hm."
"So that's why you and Clark were giggling so much that morning, huh?"
Bruce stills. "I didn't... giggle."
Dick laughs on the other side, while Haley's barks and Tim's laughter filter in from the background. "I heard you, Bruce. I was there."
"At 6 in the morning?"
"Yeah, I wanted to use the bars in the cave, but when I showed up, the both of you were bent over the Batcomputer giggling about something." He chuckles lightly. "I didn't say anything because I knew you wouldn't tell me anyway."
"Hn."
"Oh, chill out. So I saw you being a human being, big deal." Dick sounds exasperated, but Bruce can hear the smile in his voice. He allows himself a small one as well.
"Hm."
"So, was it worth it?"
Bruce thinks about the way Luthor's face had turned red with rage, so red that he could make it out with startling clarity even from the heavily pixelated picture Clark had sent him. The picture, of course, had been taken when he'd gone over to LexCorp as Superman to discreetly spy through Luthor's window and enjoy his reaction in real time.
"It was."
Amidst Dick's snickers, Tim's voice pipes up. "For amateurs, it was a solid prank, Bruce. But I think it's time to take it to the next logical step."
Bruce stops. He takes a moment to think about the millions of possible consequences and ramifications that this could lead to. He considers his options. He comes to a definitive decision.
"I'm listening."
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Here's the link to the video Bruce linked if anyone is interested. It's actually really funny, I recommend checking it out.
First <- Part 4 <- Part 5 -> Part 6
Masterpost
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obsmiechujek · 6 months
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Obsessed with the shapes of @punkitt-is-here twipie designs!!! They're getting slushies
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coffeecakecafe · 2 months
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Godzilla has become Italian
I liked the new movie haha
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thechaoticdruid · 4 months
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Tav: *breaks up with Astarion or Gale for someone else*
Astarion and Gale:
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Tav: *Breaks up with Wyll for someone else.*
Wyll: Understandable have a nice day.
We don't deserve Wyll. He's just too good. Fucking takes it like a champ. What an absolute Chad.
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quaranmine · 4 months
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HELLO.
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nerdpoe · 2 months
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Danny's really, really good at making peanut butter fudge.
Not even Jack can make it better than him.
So when Kord Industries very own Ted Kord himself comes by to look over the weird stuff the Fenton's make, his parents go just shy of begging him to make that fudge.
Mr. Kord very enthusiastically chows away at it, and while Jack and Maddie go downstairs to get more inventions, asks Danny how he perfected the recipe.
Danny answers honestly.
"Well, the only edible things in the house for a lot of the time are peanut butter and maple syrup. I learned to work with what I had."
He's pretty proud of it, but doesn't really get why Jazz turned red or why Mr. Kord got pale.
for those who do not know, Ted Kord is Blue Beetle before Jaime.
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obsob · 2 months
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one thing u can count on me for is being normal about Some Guy
process under cut where u can see me losing my mind trying 2 figure out what i was doing in real time! :3
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beescake · 6 months
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shit. two dudes
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kokoasci · 4 months
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i redrew akihiko's all out attack screen for fun
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etheries1015 · 5 months
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Lilia Vanrouge X Fem reader
18+ Minors do not interact.
Lilia cannot help but stare at your hips, your stomach, and the outline of your body. He has to try and pull his gaze away, but his mind is immediately wandering to the idea of pregnant you.
Lilia can't stop thinking about pushing your back against the bed, spreading your legs, and fucking you silly. Filling your womb with his cum, your mewls and cries falling upon deaf ears while he pushes his seed back inside of your abused hole for hours on end until it was certain to him that you would become impregnated.
Lilia can't stop thinking about your stomach swollen with his child, he can't stop picturing the way you would walk around all cute complaining about being sore while holding the bottom of your stomach where your womb is plump, because of him.
Lilia can't stop imagining you with a baby bump, he is so in love with the way it pokes past your hip line to the point it leaves a tingling the bottom of his stomach and his heart fluttering simply at picturing you waddling around due to the weight.
Lilia wants to endlessly pamper you- rubbing your feet, and your back, holding up the weight of his child that is safe inside your womb to give you short release.
Lilia's sexual desire is only amplified at the sight of you- laying you upon your back again to ravish you despite already succeeding in giving you a child. He mumbles in your ear how badly he wants to breed you with more of his children, whimpering as you seem to continuously suck him back in.
Lilia almost feels as if it's taboo, impregnating a human. Mixing the genes between himself and you is almost an addiction to him, he had grown up in the period where humans were seen in a poor light, yet here he was wishing to dominate you completely while you carry his children he knows will come out a mix of two species. It's like he had touched upon something forbidden, but he wasn't about to tell you anything. He truly loves you, and the simple fact that you were a human drove him wild.
Lilia had to avert his gaze from you and suppress these thoughts, it wasn't appropriate to be thinking such things in class. He quickly excused himself while wrapping his coat around his waist, rushing to the bathroom to release himself...
Lilia wasn't sure if he could look you properly in the eyes again without feeling immense guilt.
however, he didn't know you caught his glances from across the room, your thoughts eerily the same...<3 He'd find out soon enough.
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yeehawpim · 7 months
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thank you @winterflurry64 for the commission, it was fun to draw!!
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yuzuchupachups · 2 months
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lewis what are you doing xjxhjsnx😭
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catcze · 7 months
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Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!
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"What flowers do you like?"
Wriothesley asks one day, trying to seem nonchalant. Trying to make it look not as obvious that he's already mentally running through a list of Fontanian florists.
But you hm to yourself, frowning. "I... don't know. I've never really received flowers before," you say with a shrug, acting like it's no big deal. Wriothesley, though, has to catch himself before he drops the pen in his hand.
"Never?" He asks with wide eyes, head snapping in your direction, jaw dropping the slightest bit. "None of your past relationships ever got you flowers?"
You shake your head, not really bothered by the fact, and although you're nonchalant about it, Wriothesley immediately feels the gears in his head turn. That mental list of florists runs through his mind at double the speed. His finger absently taps on the wood of his desk, mind racing as he does some rough estimations. Unaware and unsuspecting, you merely go back to perusing the books in his office, running your hands over their worn spines, oblivious to the clench in Wriothesley's jaw and the determined glint in his eye.
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A week later, and Wriothesley returns from the surface with a bouquet in his hands. It's nothing too big or ostentatious— that's not really his style. Instead, it's simple in its beauty and easy on the eyes. All sorts of flowers have been included, even ones not native to Fontaine. Cecilias from Mondstadt, Glaze Lillies and Qingxin from Liyue, Padisarahs from Sumeru, and even Fluorescent Flowers from Inazuma's Chinju forest, among others. All arranged by hands more skilled and talent more honed than he could ever hope to achieve.
Wriothesley knocks on your door, heart stuck in his throat, and can't help but laugh a little at how cliche it all looks. Him, standing in front of your door with a bunch of flowers in hand, desperately trying to fight down his blush when he hears a 'coming!' faintly behind your door.
When you swing it open, your greeting is caught in your throat, eyes wide as they behold the blue and white blossoms Wriothesley brought for you.
"What... what's this? What's the occasion?"
But he shakes his head, and at his behest you take the bouquet into your arms, holding it carefully. When you bury your nose among the petals, they smell sweet but not saccharinely overpowering. It's enough to make you want to cry.
"No occasion," Wriothesley says, one hand going to scratch at the back of his neck, his smile shy and bashful. "I just wanted to get them for you. Wanted to be the first person to ever get you a bouquet of flowers, you know? But importing them took longer than i expected and, well, I told the florist that I was giving it to someone very special so they spent some extra time on the arrangement..." He trails off, clearing his throat nervously. "...Do you like it?"
And that sets loose the tears behind your eyes.
Wriothesley panics a little when he sees how you blubber, sobs making your shoulders shake as you hide your face in the flowers. His eyes widen, a frantic apology on the tip of his tongue while he fears that he messed up somehow. But then you tackle him into a hug, arms wrapping around his shoulders, pulling him close until you can bury your head in his chest and cry. His arms wrap around you almost hesitantly, but when you nuzzle closer into his embrace and they tighten around you.
You're barely able to speak through your tears, words muffled around his undoubtedly ruined shirt.
"I love it." I love you, you really mean.
And how can you not? This sweetheart of a man bought you flowers just because he wanted to. Because no one else had before, and he wanted to be the first person to do so. All his sporadic trips to the surface for the past week make sense— you doubt procuring so many imported flowers so quickly was an easy task on top of troubleshooting the various hiccups of the fortress and sorting through some documents that found themselves on his desk. But he did it anyway, just because he thought it'd make you happy.
"I'm glad," Wriothesley murmurs. He rocks you back and forth in his embrace until your happy tears begin to subside. Then he clears his throat. "So, can I buy you another one next week, too?"
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