Who's caught the biggest prey in the clan and who *thinks* they could but couldn't catch a cold?

Making Incorrect H:SR Quotes Until I Run Out of (hopefully) Original Ideas - Pt. 4 - Nuthin' but Boothill Edition

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playing with dionte's hair bc i'm procrastinating

granby + iskierka + keynes

sanuso runaway AU - where Usopp leaves syrup village after his mom dies to look for his dad and ends up at the germa kingdom, growing up with Sanji as the doctor's lab assistant

That's basically the gist of it, there's a LOTT more but I just wanted to share some of the art I made for it (came up with it with a friend of mine)

In short -> sogeking is usopp's clone (the kids aren't aware of this) and was created to help germafied sanji on missions (sanji's scores began to improve after he met usopp so judge decided to keep him for more infiltration or espionage based tasks, hence "stealth black" since he's considered weaker than his siblings)

reiju's here too :) she and sanji have a bit of a rocky relationship (it gets better!!) but she's besties with usopp and hangs out with him at the lab to make ,, various concoctions

I'll make another post with more art and info later (I HAVE A LOTTT) so i'll tag em with (#op runaway au) hehe ,, feel free to send asks about it too!!

Was Pops much help in Home Sweet Home? I can imagine he was really helpful with the puzzles. Also did noodle father tend to your wound from the train wreck?

“I can do blood, but 1. It was my leg, and 2. I could see my muscles flexing whenever I moved. It’s a damn miracle the adrenaline let me go as long as It did - still is, rather. I still have no idea how I managed to carry DD’s ass while running! Pops and DD both are forcing me on bed rest until I stop limping. Cunts, the both of them!(/lh/j)” (Language, Cherub.)

Kinktober Day 3 <3

Akaashi x anal

Warnings: NSFW, fem reader

Words: ~ 1,5k

Kinktober Masterlist II -> Next Day

"You're doing so well, love."

You claw your nails into the wood of the table, taking a deep breath to calm your nerves. Akaashi has been talking you through it, easing you into it, calming you with his words until the nervousness had faded. And you feel safe with him, safe with the way he kisses you, safe with the way his hands ever so soft and gentle while he roams them up and down your sides, his gaze soft and loving, yet still filled with a fire and passion most failed to see. His reassuring words, always reminding you that you can tell him to stop anytime if it's too much or if it hurts- that is exactly the gentle and caring man you fell so hard for. And when he had asked you if he could fuck your ass- his eyes basically sparkling behind the black rimmed glasses, and his voice barely containing his excitement- who are you to deny him when he motions you to bend over his desk and to pull up your skirt after you agreed so enthusiastically?

Now, he's got you bound over his desk, the papers under your chest crumbling, and you pray internally there is nothing important among them that he needs to edit. Your backside is exposed, your panties doing not much to hide your arousal, yet you still feel the slightest ting of nervousness in your stomach for what is about to come. His hands caress your ass, ever so gently tugging on the waistband of your panties before he pulls them down your legs and discards them on the floor.

"I'll go slow, don't worry. I'll make sure to make you feel so good." His voice is soothing, and you hum approvingly, subconsciously arching your back when two of his fingers press against your folds. "I'm not taking your ass just now. I'll just start with a few fingers today, okay?" Your eyes widen at his words, but a shiver of excitement runs down your spine despite your nervousness. A few?

"Okay," you gasp, your walls fluttering while he makes sure to thoroughly rub along your folds, your legs shaking every time he rubs against your clit, and your breath starts to come more rapid and airy at his ministrations. "All for me?" he suddenly asks, his fingers halting at your entrance, clearly coated in your arousal. "All for you, Keiji. Always for you-" your jaw drops when he slowly pushes one finger inside of you, slowly, one centimeter at a time until he's knuckles deep, and his palm presses flatly against your clit. He stills for a second, not moving until he feels you wiggle against him; only then does he curl his finger and slowly pulls it out. "Oh, fuck, Keiji-" you gasp at the action, clenching around his finger, your arousal allowing him to easily repeat the motion, curling it inside of you again and making sure to brush against your sweet spot. "More," you whisper, pressing your ass against the hardness that you feel in his pants- he's obviously very much turned on by this. "I'll give you more. Everything," he responds, his voice a tad bit deeper than usual, giving away his feelings and showing how much he is affected by this.

He adds another finger, making sure to not hurt you while doing so, his pace slightly picking up when he feels you clenching around him again and again. "Does that feel good?" he rasps as he leans down, bringing his lips right next to your ear. "Yes- really good," your eyes almost roll back while his fingers keep fucking you, his palm rubbing against your clit, making you feel so, so good. His lips graze along your neck, his free arm now coming down to rest on the table right next to your face, and you feel your legs shaking as he brings you closer to your high.

Your breath stocks when he suddenly slows down the movement of his fingers, a whine leaving your lips when he starts to pull them out completely. "Shhh, I know. I know, my love. Just wait a bit longer, I'll make you feel really good."

Akaashi leans back, his hands on your hips softly turning you around until you face him, and your cheeks heat up when he pushes you to sit on his desk, your ass and pussy exposed to his gaze when he stands between your legs. His eyes search for any signs of hesitation in your face, but you bring one hand to the back of his head and pull him to kiss you- and he does. His lips ever so gentle and soft, the kiss making you feel warm, and you lean back after a few moments, your head dizzy with lust and affection for him. "Can we keep going?" he whispers, his hands roaming along your thighs.

You nod, your body subconsciously tensing when his fingers glide along your folds, starting at your clit, making sure to pay extra attention to the sensitive bud, before he follows the same path down again, collecting even more wetness at your entrance before his fingers glide between your cheeks.

"Breathe. Breathe for me. Deep breaths and relax." He reassures you, waiting a few moments until he's heard you taking a few deep breaths before his wet finger presses against your hole. You gasp for air, your legs almost trying to close but his body between your thighs keeps them wide opened for him. A moan leaves your lips when his fingertip slowly pushes inside, his eyes focused on the way your body seems to suck in his finger, the tight ring of muscles slowly relaxing and allowing him to enter while you keep on taking deep breaths and try to relax. Your eyes and mouth are wide open when he continues to push in his finger inside, the feeling so foreign, yet still pleasant. "Is this okay?" You nod at his question, unable to form words, too overwhelmed at the new sensation. His finger is now fully inside of you, pausing for a second, but his pupils are blown wide from lust behind his glasses, and you basically see his erection twitching in his pants while he waits.

A few moments pass, and he slowly retreats the finger, just the tiniest bit before he pushes it back again. He moves, pushing back a bit further, and the small movement makes you moan, whining his name while your walls flutter around nothing. You grab the edge of the table harder when you feel another finger prod at your stretched hole, and it doesn't take long for him to work a second finger in, carefully moving them in and out, your eyes rolling back at the new sensation. "You're doing so well, taking my fingers so good," he praises, his words only adding fuel to your desire. You arch your back, eager for more, eager to have him give you more of this.

"Touch yourself for me," he rasps, his voice deep and filled with desire. You frantically nod, your fingers quickly moving to your clit, starting to rub the sensitive nub in the same pace that he thrusts his fingers, moans now spilling from your lips and whimpers of his name. He picks up the pace, now boldly moving his fingers, his other hand holding your waist to make sure that you can't move away from him. Your legs start to shake, your body getting close so fast after he edged you before, too overwhelmed from all the sensations. "Cum for me, love. You can cum anytime." His eyes focus on your face now, your expression fully blissed out at how full you feel, your fingers restlessly rubbing at your clit to bring you even closer, and you moan loudly one last time before you clench around his fingers, his pace not changing to prolong your high, your fingers rubbing and pausing in the rhythm of your clenching cunt, while your body arches from the table. His breath is heavy too while he watches you writhing in pleasure, his fingers only pulling out when he sees how your own fingers weakly stop moving, your body going limp on the table after all the tension leaves you.

He leans down to plant kisses on your face, kissing your cheeks, your nose and finally your lips when he sees you smile, his excitement still evident on his face. "Did you like that, love?" you feel his hard cock pressing against your bare ass, while your body is still trying to calm down from your high. "Yes, so, so much. Wanna do it again, next time with more," you gasp when he carefully thrusts his hips at your words, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist at the action. His eyebrows lift at the way you eagerly press against him, your body aching for another release- and he smiles while he kisses you one more time, clearly knowing what to do next.

"Everything you want, my love."

Bro I hate fundamentalists and culturally-fundie parents they'll say shit like "spare the rod spoil the child am I right haha yea my parents used to have to beat my ass with a switch almost everyday but I sure did learn my lesson" but like??? no you didn't??? you were hit multiple times for something you very obviously did not, in fact, learn

Like studies about how harmful even lightly spanking children is aside, you're literally contradicting yourself?? Some even admitted they got worse as they got older cause they wanted to see how far they could push their parents before they got punished

And studies not aside, you're gonna get child raising advice from the same book that tells you to stone your wife if her hymen doesn't break on your wedding night instead of the decades of research we have now?? Just say you're a bad parent and move on my guy. Skill issue

okay but you can't tell me daddy dazai isn't GREAT at aftercare. he can take you apart and put you back together again and he loves to spoil and coddle you too. <3

with you, yes, absolutely 100%!!!! he would be the fucking sweetest and he’d already have multiple potential care plans in place before you even begin the scene, each tailored to a specific outcome—the ways he thinks you’re most likely to react by the time the scene is over, with a few of them branching out into sub-plans based on what turns the scene may take as it develops. each aftercare plan is attuned to what he knows your specific set of needs will be by the end of him fucking you into the prettiest shattered shards of yourself. if the session ends up being purely psychological torture then you can bet your ass he’s got a whole novels-worth of words of affirmation written on the walls of his skull, just waiting to be spoken to you. if the session is more physical in nature then he’s prepared with your favourite nutritious snack + a bottle of water + first aid materials. if it’s any combination of both he’s prepared with whatever percentage of each he believes must be met; various aftercare blends each customized to that particular result.

afterwards, after he’s sure your initial, instinctive and most immediate needs have been throughly dealt with and resolved, it’s whatever you further need—your favourite comfort film, or cozy cuddles beneath fluffy blankets with him and your most cherished stuffy, or tender kisses scattered across your marred skin and mangled limbs, gentle lips so healing, so loving as they skim across your body, each stamp of them against your flesh leaving a soft, small blossom of warmth in its wake; whatever it is, whatever you want, he is more than ready and willing to give it.

i genuinely believe that like, 97% of the time this man is fucking brutal and sincerely, severely sadistic in the bedroom; loves teasing you to the point of tears and then far beyond that, staining his name into your skin through deep indents beneath all 32 of his teeth and splats of broken blood vessels beneath his fingertips, can be downright fucking cruel when he wants to be, when the mood strikes him (and takes genuine delight and pleasure in it all)—and as such, being a god at aftercare is a must, when it concerns you, anyway.

with akutagawa tho?????? eeeeeee probably not

I cannot shake my thoughts about this and I’ll know I’ll keep this drama close to my heart. The fact that Myung ha’s ‘sunbae’ opened the riff to the world with the question “would you change it for me?” Also the fact that Myung ha’s alternate universe/game world started with the sound of an ocean tells already a lot about it but we won’t know until Episode 8 why. Throughout the series we watched Myung ha doing everything in his power to make Yeo woon happy while he himself couldn’t rely, couldn’t trust, couldn’t open himself up to him. We know the phrase of his ex gf “you don’t know how to love anyone.” left a deep scar in his soul which he carried with to the alternate universe/game. I try to think the system errors which occurred during the game was a way to change Myung ha’s mindset to not make the same mistakes and/or go on with his habitual habits he did in his life before he drowned himself. Also the different tasks was it actually for Myung ha to realize that he’s the one who makes Yeo-woon happy (which he didn’t). He retreated himself from Yeo woon because he couldn’t choose between the most important persons in his life as we saw his grandma died in real life which makes me think if he also knew that because in one sequence in the game/au it asked him if he wants to bring back some memories of Myung ha’s life. Also the last I love you from Yeo woon was the cherry on top to let the system completely crash where he distanced himself from Yeo woon. “I want to spend my remaining time making Yeo woon happy as best as I can. But it seems the more I try, the more unhappy I make Yeo-woon.” Which Myung ha remembers what Yeo-woon said: “whenever I see you, I both feel good and want to cry. I feel so much about every little thing. But I’m not happy at all right now.” Which again I try to think it is about why Myung ha doesn’t rely more on him? Why he doesn’t open himself up to him? A relationship is based off of trust, give and take… etc. but Myung ha goes into this relationship with deep rooted traumas which causes lack of self love. If one loves not itself enough how can they expect to love someone else which what explains Myung ha’s last phrase in the same scene so much. “Why did I think I could make you happy?” It’s as if he doesn’t think that a loner like him could be the one to give him love and happiness. What follows after is that he choses Yeo woon’s happiness even if he’s not his happiness… which again brings me to the beginning where Myung ha thinks “but I prefer lonely supporting characters to happy protagonists.” In this case he’s the lonely supporting character to our happy protagonist Yeo-woon. “But being fated to live that kind of life… is just so unfair.” He knew/knows how cruel life can be so he chose his happiness over everything and got vanished from the game. He realized by now that Yeo-woon is/was more important than he wanted to admit. Yeo-woon is/was a glimpse of happiness in Myung ha’s life. What brings us to the tragic backstory of his life and how he lived. All the obstacles he endured and went through led to his drowning (at this point we saw Yeo-woon’s obstacles in the alternate universe/game at least in my opinion). This is the turning point for Myung ha. “I was hoping if you saw yourself from someone else’s perspective, you would learnt to love yourself. I thought if you learned to love someone, you would be a little happier.” I want to make a reference here to the title itself “Love for Love’s sake” because all the sacrifices he did and cared more for others than himself… but he found happiness. In Yeo-woon. And he chose his own happiness for once. It’s the way he chooses all these things for himself, to open himself up for him, to rely and be cared for. “It would be nice to have someone. Someone who cares by my side. Someone who gives me chances when I fail and feel hopeless. It would be nice to have someone who always gives me love.” Which they found both in each other.

i think that postgame lucas has dinner with flint once a week, even though he has pretty much moved on from him. claus has a lot of complicated feelings about flint and only goes when lucas literally drags him there. things go about as well as youd imagine

brb gonna go draw bruce n clay bein bros till the day i die :)

(crystal clay au belongs to @warning-heckmouth)

a handful of oc concepts

Loki surveilling the skyline of New York from the top of Stark Tower and clocking that his favorite paired set of buildings are gone. sad

ARI PLEASE CAN I JUST SAY THIS AND DIE PEACEFULLY??

imagine being classmates with satoru and not seeing him after graduating, causing the unspoken romantic feelings to be left like that, only to accidentally meet him after 10 years and have him say this, instead of greetings:

“married?”

you shake your head, “no.”

“boyfriend? girlfriend?”

“neither.”

“great. i’m glad.”

and i just KNOW he’d say it with a satisfied smirk on his face, just leaving after that. and you’re like, still standing there confused, not knowing what the hell is going on.

this is it i’m going crazy help i miss my man

GEM,………. the way i can literally hear his VOICE 😭😭😭 u get him so well he WOULD do this. little weirdo!!! “i’m glad.” and the SMIRK…… i can see this soooo clearly w blindfolded gojo LMAO he just has the Smirk. he’s so smug about it and you’re just like. Um. good to see you too?? (he goes home to giggle + kick his feet + write in his journal w a glitter pen bc he never got over you <333)

ohhhhh but gem… i’m so so weak for the unspoken feelings / reunion trope…. if u have any more thoughts plspls let me know 👀👀