New To Tumblr - Blog Posts

Just an FYI to anyone out there who may read this, I’m super new to tumblr and I’ve got no idea how any of this works, other than the basic things I’ve picked up, so if anyone could let me know how to maneuver this hellsite, the help would be greatly appreciated.

when someone asks what fandoms i’m in/things i like and i have to go to tumblr to remember anything other than car seat headrest and my intense warrior cats phase from when i was 10

Oh boy—

Hello! My name is Skipper! But I like to be called Skippy, Skips, or just S. Anything that suits your fancy. He/Him/They/Them :D

Uhm- This is my first time using Tumblr and I'm a bit nervous tbh. I guess I'll start with some information about me, my interests and why I joined Tumblr.

TLDR at the end.

I am an art student at a university in the Midwest. Yes, very vague, but I do that for my safety lol. I'm 19, but don't get any fancy ideas-, I love anime, animals, and overall life? I guess? It's hard to talk about myself ,_,

Art has been my passion for years. I actually want to be a teacher!

Any and all art from this Tumblr blog will be by me and my hands only unless it's a repost or I happen to have the urge to post something a friend makes.

Most of my art stems from my personal life, my school life, and also a LOT of MHA. Yes, it's my favourite anime and manga. At this point I'm still in chapter 400, so please don't spoil– A lot of my art will consist of character design, anatomy, and landscapes. I love exploring the human body, it brings me so much joy.

A lot of it will be sketches and flat colours, I'm still exploring digital design more and more so most of my posts will be traditional.

I am really willing to make friends and answer any questions about my art.

TLDR: I'm a young aspiring artist that draws gay boys and watches too much anime, nightmare before Christmas and markiplier, lol.

I'll leave it here for now, thank you for reading!

Sending love! ✨

I also shared a little chibi doodle of my persona for your eyeballs to associate my name with a face

Instruction🦢☁️

Hiii, My name' Ash and Iv'e recently began with Tumblr. Im a little rusty(lmao) and no one's probably gonna see this anyways but, i was wondering if i should make a character x reader? You can comment what character you would like and other important stuff (the reader's gender, what it will be about, etc) English is not my first language so expect some typo and weird choice of words.

Anyways! Please comment if i should, it would make me really happy :)

ICE BREAKER🔥🔥🔥

okay so i don’t know what i’m doing here on tumblr (mostly here for fics) but i’ve decided to stop lurking and actually post something! <3

my name is ares, i’m a leo, tall, goth, and loud. i write poetry and hyperfixate on different things almost every week.

i do love making friends, i love writing and i love reading. i WANT to become an artist but realistically i can’t draw for shit. i love rock music, alt fashion, and horror movies. just wish i had more money to expand my closet yall😓

i’m still learning the ropes of tumblr so bare with me here :(

I drew @eritiacoli 's bug demon! I couldn't help myself! I just loved his design too much 👉👈

I hope it turned out good! 🥺

BUNNY MAN

He not really an oc yet, just a concept... of a thick man in a bunny suit :)

Uhm, I did something, again. 👉👈

I tried experimenting with lighting and shadows again. And I actually like how it turned out :)

A new oc :)

He is a real baby boy òvó Just not sure what name to give em yet :')

Just a bust of my boy :)

Sooooo, would you like some wine?~ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

But ahem yes, this is Zalko again! I will draw other things, don’t worry. FOR now I just, want to draw him owo. 

Also, I got more story for him!  

Zalko never met his mother, and had his father in his life just for a few years of his life. His mother died and his father disappeared, it is still unknown if he is alive. So he was mostly raised by his grandmother. She was a strict old Oddling woman, her horns were rather similar to Zalko’s. She was stern and rarely smiled, but Zalko knew that she wasn’t actually angry, and that she has a stern face. Over his younger life, he watched his grandmother sewing, and fell in love with the craft. He began to help her with her work! Learning techniques from her, which he still uses to this day. Zalko did know one thing, his grandmother was terrible with customers, she was often rude and unapproachable. So he also learned what not to do.

He began to use the skills he learned to begin slowly get recognised. In his town, he was very well known! His works were amazing and people were astonished that he made clothes of such high quality from such poor materials! People knew who he was and slowly word began to spread about his work. Eventually reaching into the bigger kingdoms. Where people were sceptic about him. To have an Oddling make works that were described, was just unheard of! So many went to the town to see if the rumours were true. And all were astonished at his works. The young Zalko, used the opportunity to make friends. And he managed to get pretty close with some high income individuals.

Eventually, he moved into a bigger city, where he opened a shop. He was working by himself at first, but he hired a few assistants after the number of orders over went his expectations. There was a struggle though, many believed he was a scammer due to him being an Oddling. His horns brought him a lot of attention and a lot of bashing. He tired to ignore them but some got under his skin. And those that did get under his skin made him work even harder! He never gave up, and usually smirked at those that tried and insult him for being an Oddling. That got him… very far…

So, that is what i have for him, for now of course. (─‿‿─)

I hope you liked this for now! I will draw more of him, and of COURSE other things uwu!

This is my OC, Zalko! I do not have a full story for him just yet, but i will have one for the next post! I do have some basics about him and his kind though! His full name is Zalko Zeman,also known as ZZ, and he is around 240ish. Which is rather young for his kind. Zalko is from a tribe of demons that have… odd growing horns. They are often called “Oddlings”, which for them if often an insult. His kind’s horns aren’t like Zalko’s they can be very odd like growing from their cheekbones or their spine. However, they all face discrimination, as their are seen as weak and childish. Many of them take it, the others take measures to fix their horns. Either by breaking them off or trying to hide them. However, no one can call Zalko weak or childish. He is a very influential member of society and he is often used as a role model for Oddling children. As he made himself something out of nothing. He has many connections in many cities, his “friends” are in important government positions. Zalko a very well known tailor and trader. He makes suits and dresses, which is a luxury to have a custom made one from him. He gets orders from all over, even other kingdoms! His trading business deals with information, only the elite know of it, he can get any information you want, for a price… He is very well known among nobles, royals and Oddlings. Being an example of success among Oddlings and how they can make something of themselves if they try. I hope this gives a small idea about him! I will eventually add more to him! And I will create more art of him! UvU

Needy

Sub Daisuke x fem reader.. dry humping, cumming in pants, crying etc etc

Quick lazy drabble

His hot breath fanned against your chest as his face was pushed up against it. You ran your fingers through his brown hair, sparking tingles throughout his body. Daisuke's hips rocked against your legs desperately. Even with the layer of clothing on, he humped them like a puppy.

"So pathetic, Daisuke," you whispered.

He let out a whine at your words, his hips stuttered as he tried to keep his pace. You smiled at his reaction, your finger trailing down his neck, then back. The way his back twitched under your touch, only intriguing your interests. You rubbed circles into his lower back, right on his spine, his warm skin moving with your touch. His breath quivered. You knew his back was sensitive to touch like this, and you were teasing him.

His back arched, and his hips ground harder against your leg. You could feel that he was rock-hard even with both your pants on. You grinned to yourself as you pushed your leg up against his crotch harder and the way he gasped.

"Oh, f-fuck.. I'm so hard. Please, it h-hurts,"

He whimpered out, sliding down your body until his face was resting on your thighs. He was straddling one of your legs while you pushed it up against him. His lewd moans and pleads were muffled into your thighs. You didn't want him to be muffled, but you understood why. The others were probably trying to sleep, and even with you two in the cockpit, y'all were still cautious.

"Good boy, so pathetic. Humping my leg because you're just so needy"

You rubbed a hand all over his back, his shirt following the trails. He was basically panting into your thighs as his hips stuttered to keep going. Grinding against your body felt so good. His tip was sobbing pre cum into his boxers. He was starting to get tired, his whole body rocking against you to keep going.

"I wanna c-cum, please I wanna cum so bad.."

His eyes were shut tight, but you could see the tears bubbling up. He looked so disheveled, hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, his face flushed, and clothes wrinkled.

"Can you cum for me Daisuke? Or do you need some help getting there..?"

The words you whispered were so cruel. He whined at them, but they sure did spur him on. He shook his head no, more tears pricking at his eyes from embarrassment. Even though he said no, neither of you could deny his hips slowing down tremendously.

He was far too embarrassed to look at you. You smiled softly down at him, gently holding his chin and making him look at you. You tilted your head at him, waiting for the words you wanted to hear. His Adam's apple bobbed as he gulped hard.

"Please, please help me"

Your core pulsed from his words, you wasted no time to slip off the chair, and push him against the console. You could clearly see the way his chest rose and fell from his shallow breaths. Even in the dark of the room, when you looked down you could see the stain his pre cum left on his work pants.

"You'll have to wash those," you jestered.

He whined and looked away. Not finding your teasing very funny. You scoffed to yourself before looking back down at the tent in his pants. You used your hand and hastily palmed his cock. He jumped at the touch, and his legs struggled to stay still as they shook. When you found his crying tip, you made sure to focus a lot of pressure onto it.

This made him loud. Instinctively, your hand covered his mouth. Now, you could only focus on his lustful gaze and furrowed eyebrows. Poor boy didn't know what to do with his hands. They went from clenching at his sides to grabbing onto your arm before going back to his sides.

"That's it, let me help you. Make a mess in those pants."

His hips bucked up against your hand, and you squeezed his shaft. His eyes rolled up near his low eyelids. You could barely hear his muffled moans over his shuffling. His hands went back to grab at your arm as it rubbed his painfully hard cock.

You removed your hand from his mouth and captured it in a kiss. He immediately reciprocated, sloppily kissing you back. If you could even call it a kiss, he was just clashing his lips against yours in a desperate frenzy.

When his whole body shuddered, you knew he was cumming. You swallowed any sounds that slipped past his lips as you held your palm on his cock. He shot cum into his boxers as he gripped your arm. You parted from his lips with a smile.

"That's it, you did so good"

He was out of it, giggling slightly.

"Yeah?"

His goofy personality seeping back out. You laughed quietly with him.

"Now I've got cumstained boxers.." he sighed.

"Dont forget the work pants"

Hello peeps!

Welcome to my blog (I promise I’ll clean it up!)

I draw a lot and may post my doodles here!

I’m a baby tumblr user so please feel free to give any advice about this platform lol

My first post! \(>w<)/

HELLOOOO GUYSSSS

So... this is the first time in my life that I use Tumblr

...and English is not my first language.

So I'm nervous, but I hope I like the site, I already loved finding some prompts from the fandons I like!

Here is a drawing I made just for this first post!

Hihihi! This is Vallety, my oc! He's a siren dog, Later, who knows, I might show you his parents and their all stories!

getting connected👍

helllooo!! decided to make a blog since someone recommended me to do so for my mental health :)

hello!! im soren!!

im a pre-t trans man who was blessed by a random rock i found to be able to go on land as human !!

i suffer with really bad anxiety and possibly depression (? going to try to get diagnosed with it)

im acespec, demiromantic, and pansexual!

my gender identity is genderfaun as i go inbetween demiboy and agender

i have found a random cat who i have taken and named Baby :)

i think that is all..

goodbye now!!

Hiya! I’m Sky, I draw some okay-ish stuff. I’ll try to post here as often as I can!

Younger Romanoff | Bucky Barnes

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier x widow!Romanoff!reader

Summary: Natasha's sister has to train with none other than the Hydra's most precious soldier as a part of the Black Widow Program.

Warning/s: fighting, blood, wounds, death, maybe a curse word?? I guess? Think that's it?

Author's note: Hii! :) This is my first Tumblr post (new to this). So please go easy on me. Enjoy!

You could literally feel the sweat running down your back underneath your suit as you took the seat next to your older sister Natasha. You knew that you should have no reason to be nervous at all, but you couldn't stop the bad feeling creeping in since the moment you opened your eyes that very morning.

Today was the day when the Windows were supposed to have a rather brutal training. But that wasn't the worst or unusual part. That training was supposed to be held not only by the Red Room, but by Hydra, too. The trainers in the Red Room had gathered all of the Widows to train with the Hydra's strongest soldier. The Winter Soldier. Just the thought of his name made you shiver.

You had a very bad feeling that even your status as the Widow couldn't push away. You were proven right the moment that the door of the training room slammed open, and your sister, the rest of the Widows in the waiting room and you looked up. One of the trainers was walking out of the room. But she wasn't alone. Behind her, she was dragging a poor beaten up Widow. She seemed like she was barely breathing. All of the Widows watched in silence as the first Widow of this training was dragged away God knows where. Natasha and you shared a look. You didn't say anything, but you both agreed that this was going to be a long day.

It was already dark outside as you watched the Widows go inside the training room. Some of them coming out of it alive, but badly beaten. Some of them weren't so lucky. Pretty soon you watched as Natasha got out of the training room, took her towel, pressed it into her bruised face, exchanged a few words with you and leave to go to her room. A few second passed and you heard your name being called out with a sharp, but clear voice.

"Y/N Romanoff!"

You stood up like a robot, wiped your hands with your training suit and started to walk over towards the training room door. This was it. Either you come out alive or you die trying. One or the other. As you walked into the room and the door closed behind you, you took in your surroundings. In front of you was placed a boxing ring, only you knew the two of you wouldn't be boxing. That one was for sure. You looked to your right and saw a bunch of your trainers and Hydra agents murmuring among themselves.

"Y/N, step in the middle of the ring." Anastassia, your own trainer said as she handed you a small pocket knife. As you did so you heard them talk behind you.

"Y/N Romanoff. Her sister is Natasha Romanoff. A girl that was here before her. The two of them have the highest score in the Black Widow Program."

"We shall see in a moment."

You felt a shiver going down your spine as one of the Hydra's agents uttered those words.

"Y/N Romanoff. Meet The Winter Soldier."

You looked to your left and that's when you saw him. His piercing black eyes full of hatred were looking at the Hydra's agent as he sat on a chair in the dark corner of the room. He suddenly stood up as the agent ordered him to do so. He started to walk up to you towards the ring, however, he still didn't look you in the eyes. That's why you still couldn't really see his eyes properly. Your hard gaze followed him around the room as he got closer to you. When he finally stepped over the wire and into the ring, you noticed that he was given the same little pocket knife as you were.

"Y/N Romanoff. Winter Soldier. Fight."

That's when he looked you back in the eyes. For a moment you were frozen in shock, you could tell that he was, too. Your knees buckled as you watched soldier's eyes soften a little as a small frown was placed on his oddly perfect face without the mask this time. You somehow were charmed by him. You couldn't help but feel like your breath was stolen away from you as his piercing eyes were looking at you with some kind of interest. Interest in what? You could easily tell that he was, too, shocked by his sudden capability to experience any sort of emotion other than emptiness and hatred whatsoever. But you knew that you had to snap out of it before he got into his normal self. So you did.

You landed the first punch and that's when he came to. He started to throw punches back as the Red Room trainers and the Hydra's agents were watching your every single move closely. Just as you were about to throw the next hit, the Winter Soldier, cut your cheek with the knife. You hissed a little and glared angrily at him. If he wanted to play dirty, so could you.

At the end of the training you got your ticket out of the training room, that much was clear. You had to admit, he was a rough opponent. He was quick, clever and very strong. This fight was a big challenge and you just know fully understood why some of the Widows didn't make it. As you gave the pocket knife back to your trainer you could truly feel the soreness in your whole body. You had a few bruises and a big cut on your cheek ashoulderder, but you feltsensence of accomplishment as you knew that you got the Hydra's soldier pretty good, too.

He was hissing angrily as he took the towel from some Hydra's agent. He had a giant slush over his chest, a bruised jaw and a little cut on his chin. You turned around, away from his gaze, as you continued to speak to the Hydra's agents and The Red Room trainers that were asking you all sorts of questions. You felt piercing eyes on the back of your head the entire time. You knew were well to whom they belonged to. But you couldn't make yourself turn around. After you were dismissed you turned around and practically ran out of the training room. You just couldn't wait to escape the torture you just went through. But not only physical torture, but emotional torture, too.

You found yourself all alone as you walked out of the room whose door was slammed shut behind you. You looked out of the small window of the waiting room and you saw that it was pure dark outside. You quietly sighed to yourself as you made your way to the showers. As you relaxed in the shower, put on some fresh clothes and took care of the bruises and cuts you made your way over to your dorm room.

But what you didn't expect was to be showed in the dark corner of the hallway. You couldn't even let out a quiet gasp as your mouth was suddenly covered by a cold metal arm. You felt yourself freeze in shock as you realized who it was.

"Успокойся, вдова." (Calm down, Widow.) He hissed at you quietly, his breath hot on your face.

You nodded, not saying a word because you knew that there was no way out of this one. You didn't know why you were acting like this. You were a Widow for crying out loud. You are strong, intelligent and full of undying fire in your heart. You couldn't understand why you were letting yourself be ordered around by the Winter Soldier like some rag doll. But at the same time you had to admit that he was very intimidating at the moment since his other arm was placed on the wall next to your head.

This position made him look twice taller than you. He slowly put his metal hand away from your mouth as you took s breath in. You leaned yourself against the wall, one foot placed on the wall behind you, crossing your arms as you looked at the soldier's a little bit soft and confused eyes. You looked him straight in the eyes, your gaze, trying to be strong and full of confidence.

"Чего ты хочешь, Солдат?" (What do you want, Soldier?)

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Content Warning: I'm new to Tumblr, so please be patient as this blog will be most likely not be very active, but will be mostly dedicated to Dabi, with other random stuff thrown in there. I post my writing, which would mostly be NSFW. ♡

Requests: I'm open to requests, just dm me and we can hash out details and stuff

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✿About Me✿

Fave Animes: MHA, Bleach, AOT, JJK, Black Butler, Banana Fish, Yuri On Ice, Free!, Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basket, Maid Sama, Kamisama Kiss, Demon Slayer, Saiki K, Jojos etc.

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Music Interests/Loves: BTS, SKZ, Ateez, Red Velvet, Twice, Blackpink, Yungblud, Black Veil Brides, MCR, Ashnikko, Megan Thee Stallion, Sabrina Carpenter, Olivia Rodrigo, Taylor Swift (occasionally), 1D, 5SOS, Soca, Anime OSTs........and more but we're getting carried away...

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Planting New Seeds.

Hello everyone! This is my debut post on this platform and my brand-new blog. As a newcomer, I still need to become familiar with this place. Nevertheless, I hope it's a good time here.

Cinderpelt <3

I love her character, I feel like she never got the love she deserved. I’m so glad that in “Power of Three” arc Cinderpelt was able to live her life again as a warrior. She earned it.

Wow!!!!!! Forst time posting on Tumblr!!!!! yay!!!!!!

Hallo, my name's Uli (she/her), silly little person, history and art enjoyer, and I decided that I will try to post some of my art over here, even though I'm still not sure how everything works.

I usually draw in some kind of a cartoonish style that I'm still trying to improve, so if you want to see the process of improvement, you can stick around.

I usually draw.:

Hermitcraft / Life series

Own OC's

Soul eater

Random doodles that are impossible to tag

Feel free to suggest doodles, give your opinion about my art, and talking with me about anything whatsoever, I think it's really fun interacting with other silly peeps :)

Art tag → #uli was here

(Edited because art was not arting and I couldn't really post anything. Please believe in my motivation please please ple)

((also sorry for any mistakes, not a native english speaker))

Wassup Homiessss

My name is your mom and i dunno im emo ig my first tumblr post and idfk how to do this shit i feel like people are gonna rage at me but its okay :]

I couldn't choose how I wanted Yuuri to react to this massage so... two versions of the same event,,, 2 alternate universes,,, the 'hee :)' and the 'stunned implosion'

or it's all in the same universe and vic just BWAMMED on a good spot idk i didn't have a vision

Me! (Again)

I’m back!

New acc

I post whatever I’m thinking

I’m pretty cool

I have never been to good at intro posts?

I don’t have hobbies, that’s why I’m here

Yeah!

Um, hello. I'm a new person in Tumblr so I'm gonna start to post my art here, it will be art of TOH, monster, saint seiya, KFP, harry potter and some OCS i have. That's it, bye 💕

What Immanuel Kant failed to consider is that objects appear to my faculties of sensation as color, mass, and dimension, but I appear to myself as dumb, cut from the cloth of God, and whimsical in equal propensity

How do you do tumbler?!?! I have not yet learned all its allmigjty secrets. I Just have a bad sleep rythm. And no sense for grammar.

Guys I love tumblr and I’ve only been here for a few weeks

Can you doodle Genocide Jack and/or Angie doing cartwheels? It would tickle my brain so well :3

First time drawing jack and boy did it go well

also Splatoon pfp spotted!!!!