biggest reason i make so many flop posts on here is because everything i do reeks of the desperation to make a popular tumblr post. this is deliberate, because it is what protects me from ACTUALLY making a popular tumblr post. so long as i crave it, tumblr fame will never find me. it is only when i turn away, and accept my fate of obscurity, that people will lay their eyes upon me. and it WILL be because i tripped and fell on my stupid face while i was turning
Clay and Bloberta
this….this could be clay/arthur puppington……aayhxhsdxucyuxxuyccy
dad who’s really frustrated over his wife, ex-wife, whatever she is now. so much so that every interaction with his sweet little son makes him feel great. better than great, excited. dad that rushes into his son’s room after an argument, only for all his anger to melt away in the sight of his darling kiddo.
his kiddo is so nice, asking his dad to sit with him and brushes a hand through his hair to ask if there’s anything he can possibly do to help his dad go through it. “no, kiddo” he says before trailing off to look at what you were doing on your phone before he came in “..nothing that won’t end up with you hurt, baby”
his son grins before following his gaze and immediately goes to hide the phone prior to getting interrupted by his dad taking it. he realises kid’s been arguing with his ex-wife behind his back, defending his precious dad. then realises further that you were causing the arguments on purpose.
dad who tosses the phone to the side to agree that, “yeah, kid, you do have something you can help me with” only to repeat “explain yourself” over and over as he facefucks his mouthy little kiddo. taking out his anger on a fallen angel of a child is like no other <3
ofc i’ll defend dad <3 iv always been a daddy’s boy ☺️
love love love thjs nnhhgghjsjkjh.
he is so perfect
imagine you and your f/o baking sweets together! laughter fills the air as flour is everywhere, while there is the dulcet scent of treats wafting throughout the kitchen . . . 🧁🍰
Happy Valentines Day
some 'what if' scenario with Professor Drick and college Djer
based on this panel in Djer's comic
Ohhhh god I cannot stop blushing thinking about this and I usually don’t post stuff like this but >\\\\\<
Convincing a priest that it isn’t sex unless he cums, and since I have a pretty cunt it’s completely okay that I’m a man!!!
so he gets to use my boycunt, him whimpering and trembling above me as he fucks my brains out on a pew. Him panting and crying because I’m so tight and warm and he’ll never forgive himself for giving into my seduction. I keep reminding him that if he doesn’t cum, it’s okay, and if he does, then, well, it’d be his fault.
I cum all over his cock as I stroke my t-dick, clenching around him even more before he forces himself to pull out so he won’t cum.
Seeing him every single night after that, edging him over and over and over…
honestly i would rlly like my m/o ocs to be very diverse, not just personality wise, but in terms of ethnicity as well.
self indulgent art of the smith family as black yay yay yayy!!!! I LOVE BEING BLACK I LOVE DRAWING WHAT MAKES ME HAPPY AS A BLACK ARTIST YAY!!! BLACK AUTISTIC JOY !!!!
if my body is a temple then why isn’t there a priest inside it