I love your ghost design. I wanna squeeze him :⁠^⁠)

If no hug then why hug-shaped???

thinking about cocky big cock channie. the way he'd be so condescending in bed cause he knows he's got you right where he wants you every time—dumb on his cock, babbling incoherently about how good it feels, tears streaming down your face cause he's been edging you for so long and you just wanna cum so bad for him. the only thing your brain can process right now is him, and he loves being able to have that kind of power over you. he teases you so much, mocking you and chuckling at how pathetic you look under him. "yeah? you like that? feels good?" "my fat cock stretching you out real nice?" "look at you, such a dumb little slut, taking me so well." "what's that? it's too big? too much?"

he's such an asshole but in the best way, n it makes you clench around him so hard. he'll groan when you do, praising you for being so good for him and rewarding you with a deep, hard thrust—one that makes you squeal out in pleasure and pulsate around him rapidly. you can literally feel how much his cock stretches you out whenever he pushes in all the way, n it makes you gush around him so much.

he'll pull out slightly, leaving just the tip inside, and that makes you whine loudly. but he just won't move anymore until you're practically sobbing, begging him to go deeper, faster, so you can feel that delicious stretch again. he knows perfectly well that's exactly what you want, and it's like a huge ego boost for him to know that that's really how big he is. that's why he can't help but edge you, cause you just look and sound so pretty when you're begging, also cause he absolutely loves that feeling of you cumming around him so hard, your cunt clenching around him so much tighter than usual cause he finally gave you that release you've been needing for so long.

That feminine urge to walk around in a cave that's also the ruins of a hotel with your four mates while wearing one of these gowns like a sweet little vampire housewife who spends her time getting the little nest all nice and pretty, dusting cobwebs, lighting candles and fires, sweeping off dust on the fountain, cleaning up blood and such stained on clothes and fabrics.

Or answering the door at a home to some random person who decided to give the doorbell a ring at the wrong time and I'd answer the door all oblivious and elegant, inviting them in for a bite.

You know, normal thoughts.🙃

There's always those stories of Fae would have a fuck ton of kids with humans and I can't help but think it's a breeding kink. Like maybe fae pregnancies are really long, especially in comparison to human pregnancies (9 months is nothing to a fae) so when Fae realize that they just can't stop themselves from grabbing the first pretty fertile human they see.

Just imagine it; being some pretty young girl who happened to catch the attention of a fae and getting whisked away to be treated like a prized broodmare, constantly being breed. If your fae gets really attached they might just use their magic to keep you young and fertile forever.

I need to brush up on faeries 1000% because I did not grow up with them and did NOT know that lol. How... curious... 👀👀 I am very intrigued ehe

tw.yandere, noncon, pregnancy, minors dni, as always my shitty version of being kidnapped by ... something not human

You know, right now I'd walk straight into any otherworldly little trap, so let's follow that thought for a bit. You're stressed, you feel like you're absolutely drowning in responsibilities, work, a million deadlines - so, so sleep-deprived and mentally exhausted that your judgment softens, your senses dull, your mind grows hazy. And while it will pass (all things eventually pass, don’t they?) and you’ll be fine some weeks, months from now on - the way through it all is grueling and hard, mundane and repititive. Wouldn’t you be fortunate to catch the eye of someone out there? Someone, something who thinks you’re quite charming; soft and human and almost clumsy in the way you putter about and oh, you’re so weak. Some beautiful stranger who whisks you away, to somewhere so odd you think you’re dreaming at first. It’s so surreal, you have to be asleep, right? And how harrowing it has to be to wake up for the first time, realizing that you made a stupid mistake some weeks ago, something you can’t even quite remember. Maybe the stranger caught you sometime during the dawn when you were half asleep- maybe they got you when you wandered too far into the forest on one of your nightly walks- it doesn’t matter, really, does it? Your head feels as sticky as cotton candy and heavier than a brick, and they keep you in a bed of soft linen and way too many pillows, and fuck you so full you can’t make out left from right- You can’t fight against them, and your rational thought is merely scratching at the door to your consciousness - but that underlying dread mixed with too-sweet dreams and kisses has to be terrible. Every passing day turns sweet to sour and when your stomach swells you finally manage to break away from the spell, if only to vomit out the food the stranger has stuffed you with... I feel like they’d basically keep you drugged and pliant for all eternity- with you just being able to feel that foreboding sense of ‘something is fundamentally wrong’ but not able to formulate a single clear thought. Any time you manage to free yourself from their influence, you’re immediately pulled back into it; and the memory erased. I can see them not even really talking to you - you’re like a sweet little pet to them, stupid and only there for what you can provide for them. Kept happy and dumb and pregnant, doomed to be a drooling broodmare...

RVB NATION HOW THE FUCK ARE WE FEELING RIGHT NOW??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?>!!<!?!?!>!>?!?!!?!?!?!?

I adore sun/moon ryomina dynamic... but specifically how ryoji is the moon to makoto's sun. in the way that the moon is a reflection of the sun's light. without the sun there is so moon, but also the moon brings meaning to the sun's existence...

isnt it great when u take your adhd meds and instead of using that brainpower for stuff like ASSIGNMENTS. AND PROJECTS. your brain decides the next 6 hours will be brainstorming ponysona names and making oc playlists

how many times did I watch this? yes.

courtesy of elvis.planet on Instagram

Cellbit trying so hard to stay level headed and rational and keep shit together, but when Hombre Misterioso comes in with some fuck shit, and he’s not sure if he’s only hearing him inside his head, his response is basically ‘I can and I will out crazy you without hesitation’. He’s like I have done fucked up shit before and I will do it again if you give me an excuse I swear to god. He’s like I’m level headed and reasonable right now with rigid self control, but if you give me a single reason I will kill us both

current editing moodboard, please send help

Well if it's okay to spam photos of frank... MORE FRANK!!!

that fucking UGH the third one?????? scruffy frank???? and the scarf?? BUT THE SCRUFF AND THE HAIR F U C K~🎃

oh also fuckin uhhh. thinks about how ranboo (rightfully) tells us to not put him on a pedestal, to not try to see them as unproblematic or infallible, and with the literal crucifixion, with tvs hooked up (and camera still broadcasting!) their dead body

pardon my nearly nonexistent knowledge of bibble but. something about hanging up a dead body/image to praise, something that cant think/say anything for itself anymore, and projecting our own beliefs, thoughts onto it, even using its image to further our own goals, even if unrelated/directly opposed to the original intent/message?

my absolute fave thing to read in punkflower fics is lovesick puppy hobie brown

cool-as-a-cucumber hobie overthinking miles' every move, leaving lingering touches on him, longing glances thrown his way

certified BAMF hobie hanging by a doorway or window just a second too long before leaving miles

"skinny-hot" hobie refusing to believe someone as ✨️cool✨️ as miles would be into someone like him

badass punk hobie just yearning and pining and practically draping himself all over miles in desperate attempts but then pulling back all scared when anyone even hints that they should get together

god, i need pining lovesick loser hobie like AIR rn 😭

Do you think an ambition can have regrets?

+ a quick colored Mark. Bition i just finished today!

HELLO?!