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Poor Levi

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Huntr/x as the Trix

Additionally:

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Wassup y'all...

I'll be going on break for awhile

Cause... Stuff

Love y'all tho (for you🍓🍓)

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Whatcha guys think?🍓

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And just realised I forgot to complete the eyebrow *sighs*

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I just watched Kpop Demon hunters and I gotta say it hilarious how quickly Baby Saja basically became perpetually the third or fourth wheel for every canon and fanon ship.

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My drawing skills went down hill after Zoey lol, but anyway here are the huntrix in the iconic “your idol” poses and in their battle outfits >:)

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I-

I need these guys to stop taking over my life

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Kpop demon hunters being Outta character (ft saja boys)

Baby- not everyone knows it but I'm the oldest one here yk.. I just let them treat me like a kid

Romance (from the hallways)- BABY! WE GOT NEW LOLLIPOPS FOR YOU!

Baby- COMING-!!

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Thank you everyone who got me to 1000 reblogs!

I mean... 1000 reblogs???? DAMN Y'ALL 😭❤️

Ngl, this is my first ever post to hit 1000 reblogs

Mc: hey Lucifer.. wanna see something funny?

Lucifer: ... Sure?

Mc: shout

Lucifer: (shouts... But nothing happens) ?

Mc: (shouts)

Mammon, Levi and Asmo barged into the room: I HEARD SHOUTING!! MC ARE YOU OKAY!!??

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The biggest hear me out these days is definitely

THIS MOTHER F---

(just imagine him as a yandere lmao)(though I still ship zoeystery so hard to tag him mine😔)

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Artist : https://x.com/MeringueBlue on twitter

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Artist : draws.seal on instagram

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Me searching x reader fics after gaining a new fictional crush after watching a movie/serie

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"I am the Proud owner of the one and only 24 karat gold Pazuzu"

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toji wears loose pants for two reasons. one’s utilitarian: freedom of movement. he says it’s for mobility—drop low, feint hard, hip flexibility and pivot range, how tight seams interfere when he lunges. the second reason’s a little less noble.

no pair of fitted jeans was designed to accommodate eleven inches of cock. not comfortably, anyway.

denim’s a no-go; even the softest weave turns unforgiving when you’re packing over eleven inches. he tried once—slid into a pair of fitted dress pants and winced halfway up the thigh. you’d laughed. he hadn’t. so now it’s all drawstrings and elastic waists now. black sweats. slouchy joggers. wide-legged tactical pants.

when he’s home? half the time he goes commando, dick hanging heavy when he stretches or sinks into the couch with a lazy sprawl. the thin cotton does little to disguise it—always a long, obscene bulge resting down one thigh, sometimes twitching when he’s fresh out of the shower and thinking about bending you over the table.

and god, when he stretches: arms high, shirt riding up, the cut of his waist on full display. because for all that upper bulk and hulking mass of him, those boulder shoulders and thick pecs, the veined forearms and monster thighs—toji’s got a goddamn slutty waist. unfairly narrow. hips trim and tapered.

you’d feel embarrassed staring if he didn’t always catch you.

later, when you’re bent over the armrest—his palm print fresh on your ass, cock stuffing you full—he’ll growl in your ear:

“knew you were thinkin’ about it. fuckin’ pervert.”