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[satoblue]

something to send to satoru to cheer him up 😭

[dragonpyre]

Selkie Jason thought. If their seal form ages at a similar rate to humans, Jason’s gonna be a cute lil pup until late into his teenage years. Seal pups don’t leave their mothers until they’re fully self sufficient (also the same time they’re fully weened). Humans aren’t usually fully self sufficient until around 18-20. Aka, that seal pup still needs a bottle of milk until he’s like 16 human years.

What I’m saying is, sea puppy with milk breath

[xinyuehui]

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆ Where Drakeshadows Fall ⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

[just-a-dinosaur-i-guess]

some of my favorite jjba plushie reviews

[dormiloncito]

at the dentist. waiting for that little wretched tube

[fathermulcahyofficial]

Finished listening to the audiobook of Conclave.

No fucking turtles 😡

[soratonin]

sadly some of the blue lock men are not funding your love and deepspace life 💔 they should be the only man in your phone like that 💔

[age-of-moonknight]

“God of Gangsters,” Moon Knight: Fist of Khonshu (Vol. 2/2024), #10.

Writer: Jed MacKay; Penciler and Inker: Devmalya Pramanik; Colorist: Rachelle Rosenberg; Letterer: Cory Petit

[liones-s]

love isn’t theoretical, sometimes you have to call you have to text you have to reply. have to show up and make soup and be there and hold hands and talk about it. loving inside is good but it has to come out and be alive because love lives in the action

[pissmotif]

“I mean, you still have some firsts,” James said as he popped open their beers against the counter, Remus couldn’t help his eye roll at the comment.

“I don’t think being able to last a minute before I finish in him counts as a first,” Remus huffed, less than politely snatching his beer from James’ hand.

James looked at him for a moment, considering, until he stepped closer to where Remus was sat on the sofa; his legs instinctively parting to make room for James as his friend looked down on him.

“Not quite what I meant, Lupin,” James didn’t break eye contact with him as he pulled a swig of his beer; Remus forced himself to not watch James’ throat swallow, “and, well, we’d be waiting fucking years for you to last more than three thrusts.”

“Oi!” Remus snapped, hoping the flush on his face wasn’t as evident as it felt. James grinned at him, all teeth and completely smug.

“Hey, you’re not hearing any complaints from us, are you?” James raised an eyebrow, when Remus shook his head, James continued, “but like I said, not what I was talking about.”

Remus stared at him; buying himself some time by drinking his beer as he searched his mind for what James could mean. They’d been at this for a while, he figured they were close to this whole experiment coming to an end; sure, he wasn’t great at sex yet, James wasn’t wrong about his stamina, but he learnt how to get someone off in other ways, felt as if he was as prepared as he could ever be to go out into the world.

“Well, what are you talking about then?” Remus finally asked, setting his beer on the table next to him. James’ grin was dangerous, everything about James was; he had a way of disarming you, of getting under your skin with his charm, so you’d agree to anything he’d say.

James didn’t reply for a moment, his hand coming up to push through Remus’ hair as his other hand brought the bottle back to his lips; Remus didn’t avert his gaze this time, watched as James’ lips wrapped around the bottle, watched as his throat bobbed when he swallowed.

A stray drop of beer made its way down James’ chin, getting caught in the stubble there; Remus wanted to lick it clean, wanted to bite the skin there until the taste of beer was gone and the only thing left was James.

James pulled him out of his reverie by pressing his beer bottle against Remus’ neck; Remus shuddered away from the cold, his hands lifting up instinctively to push James away.

James removed the bottle; but Remus’ hands stayed glued to James’ thighs, fingers unconsciously flexing against the muscle there.

“Haven’t learnt how to suck cock yet, have you?” James asked before taking another sip; Remus’ fingers dug in further, his mouth going dry. He realised, for the first time, the position they were in; James standing in between his parted thighs, his hands on the muscle of James’ leg, his eye line perfectly at James’ cock.

“No,” Remus breathed out, he hadn’t known it was an option, really.

“Come on then, big boy,” James’ smile didn’t falter, and Remus couldn’t help the way his cock twitched at the words — a pavlovian response at this point, “open up.”

[xxplastic-cubexx]

erik is so cute in the radio show he needs his wife so bad it’s so funny

Never forgetting the time i tried to make a drinking game out of how many times he says ‘charles’ throughout all the calls and i couldnt even get through one before my whole drink was gone

[captin-azoth]

Shang Tsung the IT GIRL

[ladyofchroyane]

comparing elia martell to princess diana is kinda insane

cause the real princess diana of westeros was rhaegar

[ziezii]

sae goes to isagi for advice

[ask-thearchivists]

Since you’ve already given us your opinions on most of your nieces, nephews, and niblings, could we also get your opinion on your neice the Coordinator?

Uncle Coor: Oh, her? My opinion on her has really turned around during all this! I think she has proven herself to be very intelligent in her research, and dedicated to furthering our studies, and bring Collectors new and exciting knowledge. Not bad for someone who was raised wrong by her useless parent. I thought she was just going to be a Brown Dwarf forever.

The Cartographer: WHAT DID YOU JUST-

The Charmer: Oh, that's so funny coming from a Red Dwarf like you! The evaluation is over right? So maybe it's time for you to head home so you can keep on top of your work.

Uncle Coor: Excuse me? Are you really going to speak to me like that.

The Cartographer is shaking with rage, the Charmer sets a hand on their shoulder to keep them from lunging forward.

The Charmer: I think leaving would be in your best interest, actually. The Cartographer is upset, which means the Curator will be here shortly, and I don't much care for what you've said either!

Uncle Coor's face darkens, but he sings the song to let his children know they are leaving, before turning to leave himself.