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Decided to treat myself and you guys by drawing Burning Spice in a maid dress at 4 in the morning lmaooo
Enjoy your food <3
I know I am ;}
a piece of history my good man 😎
also anon can we talk I needs to know the how and the why 👻
the only two ways i can categorize height is if i see something tall i go 'woah, big boy man' and if i see something short i go 'hah.. baby man' and idk what to blame for this. anyway wanna hear about the times ghosts have touched my ass
My wife made this for me. It’s a Black Butler fic where reader gets tickled uwu. It’s very sweet. Go follow my wife @ticklish-n-stuff, she’s great. 💖
Obviously what she makes me goes on my main blog
Simply one hell of a tutor
I watched like 6 eps of Black Butler...
I think I'm more than qualified to write for it now LOL
I made this for my cutie patootie partner love of my life my shnookums my nutella jar the light of my life my ride or die @azureyemberzz
I hope I did Sebastian justice, probably not lmao. But I still hope you enjoy<3
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Sebastian x gn!reader (reader is a whore for sebastian uwu)
Lee: reader
Ler: Sebastian
Warnings: I don't like Sebastian, but I tried my best! Tickles! Sebastian is a bitch!
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You know you asked for this, practically begged Sebastian into helping you with your studies (but no one needs to know that), and now that he’s finally helping you, why was it suddenly so hard to focus?! No matter what you did, it was like Sebastian’s words simply bounced off of your brain.
It’s not like he’s a bad teacher by any means. If anything, he’s a bit too captivating. Every time you try to pay attention, your focus ends up on his appearance rather than on his words. Whenever you catch yourself practically ogling at him, you end up burying your head down in shame, face as ripe as an apple. Of course, Sebastian is no idiot. That doesn’t mean he won’t have a bit of fun with you first, though.
Your thoughts come back to earth the moment you feel the end of his ruler guiding your chin back up, forcing you to make eye contact “You seem a bit distracted. We can’t have that now, can we?”
‘Ugh, that stupid smirk’ is all you can think of when you look back at his features. He always had that amused yet condescending look that drove you up the wall without fail. The more you think about it, the warmer your face feels, somehow.
Before you can even think of stuttering out a reply, you’re suddenly startled by a puff of air caressing the shell of your ear.
In the blink of an eye, Sebastian managed to appear behind you. He placed his gloved hands on your shoulders, giving a firm yet comforting squeeze. You try to look back at him, skeptical of his intentions, but he simply shushes you before you even get a peep in. “Relax, I’m simply trying to aid you. I’ve heard that a good massage can help with one’s focus” he shoots you with his typical calm and innocent smile, though by now you should know better that he’s anything but.
Still, you can’t help but sigh in relief as he continues the massage. Slowly but surely making you relax and drop your guard. If he kept this up, you might actually fall asleep. Though, that didn’t last long.
“Eek?!” you squeak out, almost jumping out of your seat when you feel his nails tracing up your neck to your ears. When did he even take his gloves off?! Sneaky bastard.
“You must stay still for the massage to take effect, dear~” he practically purrs against your ear, causing goosebumps to rise over your skin. Stupid Sebastian! Stupid pet name!
You know he’s just messing with you, toying with you. You want to complain and call him out, yet you can’t bring yourself to. Probably because you’re too busy trying and failing to not double over in laughter as his nails keep expertly teasing those sensitive spots.
The way he keeps whispering into your ear, the way his nails trace and caress every inch of skin he can get his hands on, from the tips of your ears to where your neck meets your back. It’s all so unbearably ticklish, yet you love every moment of it.
You bury your laughing face into your hands, hoping to retain some semblance of pride, but it’s too late for that now. By the time he’s done, you feel borderline dizzy with joy.
Sebastian walks back to his original position, as if he didn’t just turn you into a pathetic wet wipe of a person with a few, simple teases. “Ready to continue the lesson?”
You give a bashful nod. Despite… whatever that was, your head feels strangely clear. Maybe he did have good intentions all along, who knows. “Thank you…” is all you manage to whisper out.
He looks at you with a smile “No need to thank me. I’m simply one hell of a tutor”
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I enjoy posting about worrying things in the middle of the night because there is a none 0 chance that either my gf or one of my friends will see it. And if they don’t see it right after I post it they’ll sure see it in the morning when they check tumblr. They may or may not bring it up and I may or may not have to come to the terms that having a staring contest with a hallucination isn’t healthy and I should probably go out to the living room where my brother is playing video games so he can help ground me and drag me back to reality. But he’s sick and I have schoolwork.
(If any of you guys see this I promise I’m probably fine I’m having my mom ask about therapy at my med check on the 20th)
i was shopping with some friends and when i was leaving, this guy (who way low key kinda hot) started staring at me and when i looked at him he winked at me... then, like 5 seconds later, i was walking away and slipped on some ice and fell on my ass. he started laughing at me.
“that character is problematic” i am sick and twisted. next
What’s my transition like, you ask? One day I woke up and my brain functioned entirely differently. Then another day I woke up with a gigantic bouncy ass and thighs I never thought I’d have.
rushed and desperate, messy on the couch because they were too impatient to even make it to the bedroom. / frank @weaponid
an echo of the lock snapped shut, no measure of time between a wordless greeting and their bodies tangled together. his mouth was on hers, rougher at the edges, soaked in silence and too much time apart, every hunger of his met with her own. she doesn't ask where he’s been, doesn’t ask what he’s done. his hands could be drenched in saintly blood, and she'd still lick them clean. the couch creaks beneath them, a mess of tangled limbs and desperate friction. she claws at him, at the layers between them. there’s no finesse, no slow unravel. just the brutal honesty of two people who’ve bled together, burned into one another's souls by the tangle of carnage and war.
his hands are always firm, pressing down and claiming curves with a bruising grip. he smells like gunpowder and warmth, like something feral that’s been living in the dark too long, and she breathes him in like he's her only source of life. her shirt caught, torn and bunched at her waist. mouth breaks against his when he drives into her; no warning, no preamble, just every breath knocked from her lungs. ❛ missed you so fucking much. ❜ it burns in her throat, strangled by the raw truth of her words. the weight of him, the feel of him is more familiar than her own reflection. greed of her hips slithered up, thighs wrapped around a wall of muscle. ❛ harder, frank. that can't be it, common. ❜ she tugs a fistful of dark hair, biting down on his bottom lip hard enough to taste copper. something to coax every violent thought in his head to the surface so she can swallow it whole.
Rest in peace ❌ Rest in pieces ✅
my process of coloring in digital is terrifying....
anywyas im redoing a couple of trad pieces on procreate 🤞🤞 wish me luck...😔💔
I doodled my heart away after our big test this morning and I feel that you all need to see it
He's in a fit of intense gamer rage
I got new pens and made a byler doodle I liked too much and ended up with this 🤭
Idk which one I like better
Og on paper (it’s rushed so not so good but still I like it)
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@downtrain asked: “the locals say this place is haunted” ( lowkey nervous/accusatory…? may or may not see archie in the dark and be like oh my god it’s a monster… first thought was on the abandoned ship in rse but could just as easily be on the beach somewhere since u have archie in alola rn ! )
"If ya think this place is haunted, then ya haven't seen the bottom of the ocean, bud." Who is this person.
"Anyway, nah, prolly not." He's wrong. Place is haunted but he's not picking up on it vibe wise.