You ever have those moments where an idea just... won't leave your head?

we as a fandom do not talk about this scene enough. what the fuck is this. why did he feel the need to install this? so he could stare at his boybestfriend all day without having to get up?

Nightlight!

been going down a rabbit hole of golden age fics and this is my take on the nightlight design tee hee (I love him with all my heart and soul)

also it’s my personal head canon that nightlight was a past life of Jack’s and can access his star boy powers in life/death situations?? Idk but wouldn’t that make a cool future scene where jack can access past PAST lives’ memories and just see his cool space protector self like

anyway I love him bye

We all talk about how Penelope is strong in the 3x01 "Mr Bridgerton" scene because she doesn't fold after his shameless flirting but do you know what is true strenght? This moment right here. Because that boy is TOUCHING HER BARE ARM and TAKING HER HAND and he says "you really are very good, you know?" in the SOFTEST VOICE KNOWN TO MAN. And like... i'm sorry. I'm sorry but WHAT THE FUCK. HOW DID SHE NOT IMMEDIATELY FALL TO HER KNEES? Penelope Featherington is truly the strongest out of everyone because sure, she is desperately pining for him - but at least she keeps it under wraps. I would not have been able. If Colin Bridgerton said something like that to me I would have had no choice but to hit my knees and ask him if he would be kind enough as to compromise me immediately.

somebody has to get me when i say yeonjun loves getting sat on. like, straight up suffocating in pussy with his tongue attempting to try and prod at your heat, but the problem he’s currently facing pulls a whine from his throat: you’re hovering over his face not sitting. hes made a few attempts of pulling you down with having a firm grip on your thighs, but you’re so set on your position, that he’s unsuccessful each god damn time. “why’re you not sitting?” he finally asks, brows furrowed.

you’re shocked by hearing his voice, looking down between your legs, confusion etched your expression. “i—i am?”

“no, you’re like—hovering. i want you to sit.”

when he still sees the confusion set on your face, he takes it upon himself to wrap his arms around your thighs again. the gasp you let out when he pulls you down completely on his face is loud. this entire time your legs have been trying to hold you up from losing composure and possibly suffocating him—but he pulls you down on purpose. does he want to be suffocated? (yes, in fact, 100% the type to say it’d be an honor to die while getting pussy)

when he gets the satisfaction of your body loosening up from the shock, he flicks his tongue, your arousal making a wet mess on his face, some leaking down and collecting on his chin as he nuzzles further in. anything he attempts to say is muffled out, nose brushing up your clit making you squirm as you try to hold in any sound. that’s what he likes about eating you out— the squirms and attempts to not seem affected, but you are and its even more obvious when your hand goes to his hair, gripping hard.

yeonjun who tries to guide you, tapping a finger on your thighs as if to encourage you to move, to grind your pussy on his face, further restricting his breathing —he loves it so much his dick’s practically throbbing in his pants, twitching in the restriction when you don’t waste a second with a timid movement— gliding your pussy forward, squeezing your eyes when you feel yeonjun’s nails further digging into your thighs. you slowly roll your hips, rocking against his mouth— his tongue lapping at your pussy like a dog with a bone, feeling yeonjun’s low groan every time you jolt as it sends a small vibration. does not miss a chance to suckle on your clit, he’s so harsh with it that the pain fails to subside you—but it blends in with the overwhelming pleasure that clouds your mind that you can barely differentiate between the two. and when you finally orgasm, barely catching your breath as your fingers loosen its grip on his scalp, you snap out of your haze and with panic get off his face— a dumb grin is plastered on, lips red and glistening with your juices, his entire mouth area wet from your slick, eyes watering and pupils blown out—an absolute mess of a man but a man who just got a girl to cum on his face nonetheless. (p.s his pants are warm, sticky and gross— he came too like the absolute simp he is)

The boy patting tournament has taken a competitive turn

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Cling azul clingy azul clingy azul. Kisses for azulito. Azulito deserves many kisses

BESITOS! MUCHÍSIMOS BESITOS, MUCHÍSIMOS PARA EL AZULITO MI AZULITO AZULITO AZULITO AAAAAAAAAAAAAA BESITOS BESOSBESOSBESO!!!!!!!! EL MERECE MI AMOR, MI CARIÑO, MI TODO LOS BESOS NO SON SUFICIENTE—

*ahem*

If you're like me, and insist on showering Azulito (he begs that you don't call him that in front of others, especially the twins) with kisses and kisses galore, you better commit to it!!

You better let him cling to you as you cuddle and smooch in his large bed, he's exhausted after a long day's work. He needs this, he needs to wrap his arms (just the two never seems enough sometimes) around you as you lay on his chest with his weighted blanked on top of you both.

Complain that it's heavy, but he insists if he's to take you back home that you start becoming accustomed to the pressure of the ocean and his 8 tentacles around you. No, you are legally obligated to spend at least one hour with him every day after 5pm per your relationship contact.

(Note that, it's not an actual contract. He's made very few since Leona destroyed his collection, saving them for emergencies and things of personal importance. He has one waiting for you to sign in the future, glittering gold with the words ENGAGEMENT CONTRACT on the top.)

For now, though, he demands that you let him indulge in your affections, exclusive to him (and maybe Grim). Leave lipstick marks on him, one specifically on his collar, Why are you so surprised? It's so that he can brag about getting such a wonderful, beautiful, enchanting, loving partner. Azul's so surprisingly affectionate in public, an arm wrapped around your waist so that his hand rests on your hip, rubbing any exposed skin there. He's bringing you closer, preening when you place a hand on his chest for stability. That's right, he's YOUR stability in this crazy world. He's delighted that everyone else can mope and stomp around, jealous as you place another kiss on his cheek. All these single-fucks can seethe and cry about how he, the Azul Ashengrotto, can show off his pretty eye-candy of his arm with a self-satisfied smirk.

You're his partner, his beloved, his his his! You, to be frank, had the opportunity to choose celebrities, princes, heirs, future kings. You had the cream of the crop, really. But none of them met your standards, only him! He wins! Ha! Ha ha ha! Now, let's go back to the bedroom, he's in need of your sweet embrace and would like to make out with his partner! HIS!!!

Ha, ha, HA!

Kingdom Hearts - Dive to the Heart

au in which touya ends up having to watch natsuo put his hands all over you because you took something offered to you at a sketchy warehouse party that has you panting and whimpering and burning up and his own hot hands can't provide you any comfort but his little brother's cool-quirked touch can

Can I just say that I absolutely LOVE how ever since they all found out that MC is human and was brought here against their will, it was Lucifer who kept insisting that they shouldn't be the ones to trap MC in the Devildom. That whether they want to stay or not is a decision MC has to make themself and that the brothers should support them no matter what they end up choosing

And now that the moment is finally here, now that MC has confirmed that they indeed plan on heading home, and now that all of his brothers agreed on helping them get back, having forged a pact and lending their powers to do so—

Now that he knows that he's the final piece needed to send them back; that the lingering idea of the yet to be forged pact between them is what's stopping MC from potentially leaving their side for good, leaving his side for good—

Now that they have finally gotten to this point, he realizes something. And he's unable to live with it

And so, he goes back on his word.

He's taking that choice from them.

"I don't want to."

Lucifer's pride is what keeps his voice leveled and neutral, as if it were just another day. As if he everything was completely fine. As if he didn't feel this pain in his heart, almost as if someone had rammed a dagger through his chest over and over and over again

To most people, he'd appear to be in perfect control of his emotions—if only his gaze wouldn't completely obliterated that frail façade of his. The way his beautiful dark eyes shimmering with a hint of blood red silently plead, beg MC to stay...

Internally, he is breaking apart because he knows what he is doing isn't right. He knows that he shouldn't trap them like a bird in a cage, and yet he can't help himself. Not in this situation. Not when it comes to MC

'No'

He—Lucifer, Avatar of Pride himself—is the last thing trapping the very person that finally made him realize what his sister had meant forever ago

'I won't let you go'

How one day, someone would stumble their way into his life, and how he'd love them so wholeheartedly and so deeply that everything else would become trivial as long as he'd get to hold them in his arms

'I can't let you go'

Someone that he'd happily throw away everything for, not even considering any alternatives if only for the shred of a chance at just one last tomorrow with them

'Please stay with us. Please stay with me'

Everything.

'I cannot lose you, MC'

Even if they'll never forgive him for it.

"I'm not going to forge a pact with MC."

so uh

for 1. most people are gonna take advantage of black friday and wont see your specific niche tumblr post, I hate to say it

2. the us isnt running out of money for war any time soon, so...

3. this is just antisemitism???????? all we need is some (((echoes))) around the us and israel and then I'd have no reason to suspect otherwise from op...............

“It could be that the loss of her children drove the Queen deeper into her darker desires...but, I don’t believe she was fighting against them that hard before that particular tragedy. No monster does.” (Patreon)

Bonus:

Hmm, wonder what he could cover those holes with :3c

Not really caught up with current comics, so please correct me if I'm wrong, but is Damian seriously being written to be the only one dumb enough to think this is Bruce?

I know Zdarsky said he likes Damian, but his writing doesn't really show it. His Damian always comes of as a child too naive to question their parent and while Damian is quite loyal to his father in most comics he's also usually questioning Bruce quite a lot. So writing him as the only one too loyal/dumb to recognize that his father is not acting like he should is weird.

Imagine if Machete was Muslim instead of Catholic. His name would be something like Saif سيف, and Vasco would probably be something like Dhahabi ذَهَبِيّ

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i have so much brain rot after finishing the s4 finale please send help

anyways these are my interpretations of arthur and john, i love them so much

i wanna know more about svsss menopause

They synced their periods together too well. Now they are synced through their perimenopause years.