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[fynori]

skeletons have zero right to be that hard to draw

[egophiliac]

2025 is the year of the DRAGON SLIPPERS

[morganbritton132]

AU where Hopper adopted Steve as a child but no one knows about it because Steve and Hopper are both chronic under-sharers and no one asked specifically about it.

It’s not that Robin would care, right? She wouldn’t. It’s just that she would’ve liked to know so she didn’t spent their first month at Scoops Ahoy getting psych damage every time Steve used ‘Dad’ and ‘Hop’ interchangeably.

She mentions it to Dustin when they were stuck in the elevator together and Dustin shrugged like, “Yeah, he does that. Nancy said he did that before he even knew Hopper.”

“That’s…weird?”

“Yeah,” Dustin shrugs again. “Lucas thinks he does it as a joke even though it’s not funny. That would make sense since Steve’s not funny.”

Steve calling from atop the elevator, “I’m not what?”

“You’re not funny!”

“Dude, what are you talking about? I’m hilarious.”

The conversation slips away from there and Robin won’t actually learn why Steve calls Hopper dad for another three months. She can’t even be mad about it because, “Your dad died and you didn’t tell anybody?”

[lunarcrown]

His ass was NOT listening (but he still did phenomenal!)

[13personalities]

I need some people to understand that I will absolutely ship two characters who would absolutely never get together in canon simply because I want to. No I don’t think they’re canon nor will I look for subtext that they like each other. In fact, I don’t even want them to be canon. I just like the art and fanfiction man. Like their shippers low-key got something fire going on and I wanna be a part of that. It really isn’t that deep.

[littleogreboii]

i see a lot of people talk about edward being disabled in fma, but it's less often talked about how alphonse is also disabled. i think it's partially because alphonse doesn't experience physical pain like edward so for a majority of the series, he's not having any of those kind of symptoms, but he is still disabled. also because alphonse's experiences are unique. like you don't see ant walking, talking suits of armour in real life (unless they're piloted by a human being physically inside them) and in world, there are about 3 others like alphonse).

alphonse is dependent on edward's survival to function. after fighting scar for the first time, alphonse is literally in pieces. he can't walk or anything until edward is in a position to fix him. similarly his body is dependent on nutrients from edward's body. like there's the point towards the end where edward gets impaled and alphonse collapses. furthermore, these periods where alphonse collapses start to become debilitating towards the end of the series and massively alter his daily living.

also, alphonse constantly talks about how upsetting it is for him to not feel any physical sensations. yeah, he's not feeling physical pain, but he's also not feeling the warmth of a fire, the sun on his face, or the fluffiness of the cats he keeps petting. he talks a lot about not being able to eat or sleep, and how there's a lot of foods he wants to try.

there's another thing that highlighted by edward at one point. alphonse's body doesn't regenerate at all. the parts scar destroys are gone forever; edward stretches out the metal that alphonse has left to repair his body. and obviously human beings don't regrow limbs, but imagine if your skin didn't ever heal over a cut. how long would your body last?

also alphonse gets told several times that his body is great throughout the series, and he literally argues against it every time, because to him it is shit. like he is missing some of his senses just for some supposedly immortal body that isn't even immortal.

even once alphonse gets his own body back, the amount of physical therapy the boy has to go through. his body has essentially been doing nothing and only receiving what nutrients it can get from edward for years. by the end of the series, he's still using a cane as a walking aid. it's unknown whether he requires that cane for the years to come, but for at least a period of time he requires a mobility aid. I don't know enough to say what effect muscle decay from inactivity and severe malnourishment during a major portion of his teenage years would have long term.

[wantbytaemin]

by the way 💞

[cologona]

Yeah nothing Jason does would work in the real world. Good thing he does not live in the real world. He lives in Gotham, which operates on the logic of Hollywood movies from 40 years ago. Oh wait- perhaps that’s integral context for his character!!!

[egophiliac]

(looks at upcoming card releases)

I'm in danger :)

[mncxbe]

✧˚ ༘ Falling asleep next to him ft. Tsukishima Kei

⇢fluff, alcohol consumption (reader is tipsy), written this with post-timeskip Tsukki in mind, your honor they're idiots in love, they want each other bad. anyway, self indulgent short drabble

Tsukishima thinks his heart is going to explode from how close you are to him. The room is silent and you're haf-asleep in his bed, wearing his t-shirt, smelling of his shower products and he almost doesn't mind the sweet, lingering trace of alcohol on your breath.

When you invited him and Yamaguchi to a party that night to celebrate the end of exam season he initially wanted to refuse, but the thought of you going only with his friend, getting hit on by random guys at the club didn't sit right with him. So he tagged along and watched you dance and chat up whoever was willing to spare you the time of day. To say he was irritated would be an understatement but Tsukishima knew better than to comment on your behavior; he knew how easily you sulked and pouted until you got your way. And you always ended up getting your way with him– he liked you that much, though he never found the words to tell you. He had to basically drag you home that night, helping you take off your makeup while you sat on the edge of the bathtub, complaining about your headache. It was Yamaguchi's idea to let you stay the night at their flat considering the state you were in. Tsukishima wanted to point out that you weren't in fact that drunk, just tipsy, but he held his tongue. He couldn't waste an opportunity to keep you by his side just for a little longer. So after you showered and joined him in bed, he was finally faced with the reality of it all.

You're here, pressed up against him, your nose nudging against his jaw as you shift around, trying to find a more comfortable position. He feels warm, too warm, his palms sweaty as he adjusts, rolling on his side to give you more space. His hand comes up to your waist to prevent you from completely rolling over him and the little breathy hum you let out at the touch is a low blow. Tsukishima has always been analytical, trying to make sense of the world through logic and his sharp mind almost never failed him. But what can he do when his brain is basically mush, heart thumping so fast he's afraid you'll hear it if you lay your head on his chest? He tells himself to go to sleep, just close his eyes, take a deep breath and calm down but he can't— not when you're so close and fit so well against him.

And then you speak, a breathy, barely audible whisper of his name and his resolve crumbles. "Yea?" he says back, pressing his forehead against yours, thumb rubbing circles on your hip.

"d'you have some water? My throat feels dry."

He nods as you cough, slipping out of bed and heading to the kitchen to bring you a glass of water. By the time he returns you're already propped on your arm and he can see you blinking slowly in the soft moonlight.

"Here you go. Drink up." he mumbles, fingers brushing against yours when you take the glass and bring it to your lips, emptying it in a few greedy gulps. "Jesus... slow down, it's all yours." You give him a glare and set the glass down as he joins you under the blanket again.

"I was thirsty ok? Plus my head hurts so bad. Can't you give me some paracetamol?"

"Not when you've still got alcohol in your system, dummy. I'll give you one in the morning." he huffs, slipping his hands into your hair to massage your scalp before you get to complain more.

Kei's thumbs rub against your temples, soothing the dull ache and you finally relax, your protests melting on your tongue as you close your eyes again. "There, better?" he whispers and you nod, cuddling up against his chest. "Yea, thanks Tsukki. You're a saviour."

"A saviour, really?" he teases and you chuckle.

"You know what I mean."

And Tsukishima knows– at least he hopes he does. Hopes that behind that little sleepy smile and content expression of yours lays a feeling akin to his. But he pushes down those thoughts, leaving them for tomorrow because he's finally starting to fall asleep and as his breath settles and his eyes flutter shut, Tsukishima promises himself that one day he'll get you to sleep by his side every night.

[sukerokus]

[constarlations]

🏙️ “Is this your first time in Lumiose? First time in years you say?! Well… a lot HAS changed so why I don’t show you around as a tour guide? There’s TONS to do in the city I hope you’ll love it here” 🎶

[xxirena]

0.7k, 18+ content ; afab!reader, hard fucking, hitting from the back/doggystyle, so many iterations of ‘fuck’, hints of dumbification, extreme dirty talk, one (1) use of slut, ‘good girl’, lots of ‘baby’s’, d/s dynamics, possessiveness, brat-taming(ish), just filth because your girl is OVULATING.

schlup. schlip. slap. schlurp—

it’s hot, it’s heavy, it’s messy, it’s desperate, it’s angry, it’s animalistic — it’s everything you ever fucking needed.

face smooshed into the mattress, ass up in the air, cheeks wet with tears, lips swollen and sore, skin raw and red from the tantalizing abuse inflicted upon it — and, finally, your achy cunt filled with the best fucking cock you’ve ever had the privilege of taking.

“such a fuckin’ slut, baby. look at you, so desperate and wet. ‘s’this what you needed, hm? just needed a good fuckin’ pounding?” his words are spat with aroused venom, anger from your previous antics still lingering beneath his skin.

between a mouthful of silk sheets and a brain fucked to jelly, you quite literally can’t respond — but you don’t need to. your cunt talks plenty, the wet slurps and squelches telling him everything he needs to know.

“yeah, you did. were bein’ such a fuckin’ brat all day — god, my babygirl jus’ wanted my dick, didn’t she?”

the mixture of degradation and adoration gives your fucked-out brain the most pleasant case of whiplash — he’s always been so good at saying the things that had your cunt clenching over him like a vice. you can faintly hear him hiss when your walls do just that in response to his statement.

and god, the whine you release only spurs him to handle you rougher, the hand tangled in your hair and the one gripping your waist both tightening as he uses the leverage to pull your sloppy cunt back onto his cock, the blunt head slamming into your cervix and pulling a yelp from your lips.

“jus’ don’t know how to fuckin’ ask, oh no. gotta piss me off instead. gotta piss me off so i fuck this pussy the way you really want, yeah? so i can put you in your fuckin’ place?”

your tongue seems to have a mind of its own when it lolls out past your lips, drool slipping down your chin and wetting your skin and the sheets.

your pussy aches, stuffed so full and fucked right into overstimulation, but it feels so fucking good — your head is empty, ravaged only by the sheer dominance he’s asserting over you. you can’t fucking think at all, can only sit there and take his cock over and over, like a limp doll built solely for him to fuck.

“are y’gonna answer me? or do i need to stop so you can actually fuckin’ think, doll?”

his hips slow, coming to a near complete stop and shooting pure misery up your spine. your fingers grapple against the bed and suddenly your hips have feeling in them again — you rock them back, desperate to feel the slide of his thick cock against your wet tender walls.

but he stops you! ugh, fuck him and his strength, fuck his attitude, fuck his glorious, mind-numbing, addicting fucking cock —

“you just have to use your words, baby. tell me; tell me how you want me to fuck you and i promise i’ll do it.” he soothes, as if he can hear your thoughts, or feel your desperate irritation crackling in the air. “c’mon, i know y’can do it.”

you whimper low and swallow hard; your brain feels scrambled, overrun by the desperation, horniness, and neediness in your body — that’s why you’re actually surprised when you manage to eek out a halfway coherent sentence.

“f-fuck me hard, please, hah — god, please, need it hard!”

a low, almost cavernous growl slips past his lips and his hand retreats from your hair; it’s placed around your other hip, and anticipation assaults your belly when he adjusts himself behind you slightly. fuck, you needed it so goddamn bad—

“that’s a good fuckin’ girl.” he croons, hips slapping into yours when he starts to fuck into your cunt with brutal thrusts. they jolt your entire body, steal your breath, and fuck, if he keeps going like this you’re going to cum all over the place —

“now fuckin’ take this dick,” he starts, fingers digging into your skin and pulling you back to fuck his cock in time with his thrusts. “and don’t go beggin’ me t’stop later — i won’t until i’ve fucked every last thought out of your pretty fuckin’ head… until all you can think about is how good my cock makes your little pussy feel.”

so i rewatched haikyuu recently and uh.. suna gripped my pussy again (i wrote this with him in mind but wanted to make it inclusive to other characters/fandoms because they’re all hot hello). thank you for reading!! <3

[ups-sups]

Confrontation.

[tsumuus]

“realistically i wouldn’t be able to pull anyone in haikyuu”

be so fucking fr bc most of these boys are absolute fucking losers (apart from like oikawa and the miyas who, yk are canonically popular) and have probably never even been close to getting w a girl

like sure some characters like kageyama, kuroo, and tsukki are canonically handsome but they’re still lowkey losers lol

that being said, i am plotting 50000 different ways to make atsumu mine wbu

[pleucas]

colored some band skks from the gram 👍👍👍