y'all are too cowardly with this man
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y'all are too cowardly with this man

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i might get crucified for this headcanon
but i do think that sandrone would have built a little robot and hid it in dottore's workspace so, if/when he died, she would have first dibs on his stuff. there was also a list of specific things she wanted that pierro found after the robot was done scrounging through the lab
"i could fix his smoking habits"
i could make a consequence free cigarette and have non-stop homoerotic smokes with him
yearning for investment
pantalone/gn!merchant!reader, pining, he is down bad, jealous jealous banker, commentary from tartaglia minors / ageless do not follow
He's been staring for the last five minutes.
You were outside your store, talking with a customer, arms crossed and a smile on your face. Despite the chill in the air, you seemed unbothered, breath fogged and curling like dancing currents as snow starts to gather on your hair.
"You know, most people find it rude to stare," an annoying voice calls out from behind Pantalone. The cigarette in his mouth feels like it sours with Tartaglia's arrival, the carriage tilting as he climbs in. "But knowing who you're staring at, I'm sure they'd be flattered if they were aware."
"I thought your mother raised you to keep to yourself," Pantalone mutters, blowing smoke into Tartaglia's face. He smirks as the younger man coughs and waves it away, but the amusement is short lived as your laugh echoes out. His attention snaps back to you, across the snowy road, and something dark and sickly tightens around his heart and in his stomach. He could get you to laugh like that- he's done it countless times, you're not difficult to amuse, so why is he feeling this way?
"Who's that customer?" Pantalone asks himself, wondering about the dynamic between you and him. He's not your type, presumably, short and lithe like an underfed hare. How is this ... common man making you smile like that, making you laugh like that? The emotions are bubbling and festering inside his ribcage as he watches you both join for a hug. "Childe. Do you have a clue as to who that customer is?"
Pantalone regrets asking, as glancing over to the young man shows amusement and a wide, toothy grin. "Well well," he starts, arms crossed as he settles into the carriage. "I guess I should have assumed you'd be the jealous type."
"What- jealous? Me?" Pantalone laughs, ashing his cigarette with a roll of his eyes. "Never in my four hundred years of living have I been jealous. Do I look like a child?"
"I don't know, comrade, you were looking a little lovesick," Tartaglia sings, leaning over to glance out the frosted window. "Ooh, now they're exchanging letters. You may have a competitor!"
"What," he hisses, shoving the other out of the way and crowding the glass. Embarrassment crawls up his neck immediately, realizing that he fell for the bait laid out: you and the customer were simply exchanging packages. Of course. A simple business transaction, even if seeing your hands touch the stranger's makes his blood boil. Hands he's only gotten to brush in passing, and a stranger is allowed to have a full clasp of palm-to-palm with you? No, absolutely not. "You're an immature brat," he reprimands, smacking the back of Tartaglia's head.
Across the road, you and a customer named Jack gaze at the ornate carriage. "Harbinger business?" He asks, crossing his arms and giving you a knowing look. "Or is this personal business?" "I'll have you know it's a simple delivery pick-up," You chastise, heart fluttering in your chest. "Absolutely nothing is going on between the Regrator and I." "I never said there was," Jack sings, grinning wide. "Here, let's see if he's a jealous one or not. I'm going to dust off some snow from your sweater, and you'll tell me if he's pissy when he enters your store. Hm?" "You want to the ire of a harbinger aimed at you? Be my guest," you huff, but the idea of the Regrator fawning and getting jealous over you... there's a certain feeling at the back of your head that itches for it.
He's still laughing, the imbecile. But his attention is now back to you, snow sticking to your wool sweater (the one you refuse to part from, the one he's offered to replace time and time again). You and this stranger are in deep conversation, and when his hand rises to dust snow off your shoulder, there's a moment where he swears his teeth might shatter from tension. Pantalone gazes from the carriage as you (finally) wave the customer away, waiting around until you deem it time to return to your post behind the counter of your store.
"So are we going into the store or are we done here?" Tartaglia asks, interrupting his moment of peace.
"You are staying here while I go in and retrieve my order of goods," Pantalone scolds, wrapping his coat around his shoulders. "The last thing I need is for you to bumble around and break something. Oh, Celestia, the thought of being in the same space publicly with you is nauseating."
"I'm not that bad! I'll have you know I'm quite the charmer; maybe if I went in with you-"
"Perish the thought," he interrupts, opening the carriage door. He knows there is truth to the Eleventh's statement-- it's not uncommon for letters, gifts, and suitors to appear at the Palace in hopes of his hand or a night on the town. But to be ... wing-manned by him is an entirely different scenario, one he'd appreciate not happening to him. "Now excuse me, I have to figure out who that customer was."
"Jealousy isn't pretty on you, Pantalone!" Is the last thing he hears before the carriage door shuts close.
i ❤️ faceless character designs like yesss keep the mask on… Obscurity is so hot
“what if you could see their face” well i neither want nor need any of that. i’m right where i want to be

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Genshin art team gathering once a year to make Baizhu as beautiful as possible on his bday is the reason I keep going
Bonus his art for White Day:
Baizhu for anon 🐍♡
Smoke Break (pantalone/gn!reader)
reader is technically gender neutral but i was thinking with my dick about homoerotic smoking. quick write up because i needed a break. not properly edited, i need to go to bed.
1.2k words. minors dni.
Fucking rich people.
You stood on the Fontaine balcony, leaned over the balcony. Dressed in black dress pants and a white dress shirt, the only thing that kept you apart from them was simply money. You were the one serving them, and they were the one ordering you. Beneath you, nobles streamed through the streets. Sometimes they were interesting, sometimes they had kink parties you served at. But most times the were boring, schmoozing and trying to one up each other.
Watching them from above was far more preferable, especially after tonight.
A disgruntled grumble caught your attention, and you turned to look for the noise. A fur coat cladded man sat on a bench on the other side of the balcony, heavily covered in jewelries. He likes when everyone knows he's rich, you thought, turning around to watch him. Not that that wasn't abnormal amongst nobles.
he's haunting me, i do fear
things i think should get you a vision
letting capitano power bottom, ride you, and you surviving

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genshin gay body types
i've been working on my longform dottore x reader piece and needed a brain break. here's my thoughts on the genshin gay body types.
this is based off of real life gay culture of bear, otter, bull, etc. since there are different animals in genshin, i'd figured the gay culture would be a bit different. no, some of these descriptions are not canon to the game. yes, i am a bear fucker and i do tend to lean that way with headcanons.
wolves would be the same. hairy, lean, muscular, but not as big as a bear. wriothesley falls in this category. but the one exception would be a boreas, a massive, very hairy man known for his strength. think varka and wagner. diluc is on his way to be one. this is a mondstadt specific term, but i could see pierro being in this category. varka wanted to see if capitano fell in this category, but was unsuccessful in finding out.
boars are stocky, strongfat guys. levels of hair vary on them, with shroomboar being considered the hairiest. itto falls in this category. diluc is in this category, but is on his way to be a boreas. sumpters are hairless, fat strongmen and is used regionally in sumeru.
dragon is a fairly uncommon body type. tall, slender men that are top heavy with broad shoulders and chests. zhongli, neuvillette, and pantalone all fall under this category. tend to be hairless. there's frequent debate in snezhnaya clubs if pierro falls in this category or not. no one has been able to confirm though.
crane is a lean/athletic/low body fat, typically minimal body hair man. this term can vary from region to region, sometimes called a stork or an ibis. thoma, ayato, baizhu, alhaitham, kaeya, and flins fall under this category.
weasel is the hairy version of a crane. cyno, tighnari, and childe would fall under this category. thoma would fall under this category if he didn't shave.
capybara is a regional specific, natlan term. these tend to be older fat and hairy retired men that frequent the hot springs to go cruising. there's some rumors going around that capitano got labelled a capybara when he was in natlan....
a bake-danuki is an inazuma region specific term and is not a body type. in fact, it refers to a simply playful and teasing gay man or someone who cruises frequently at the hot springs. ayato is the most well-known one.
a puffin is a short, stocky, hairy man from snezhnaya.
fantail as a term has spread out from fontaine. based off of a fantail pigeon, they are feminine, flamboyant men, beloved by drag queens. pillars in their community. trans masc furina is the poster child for this category.