#damn-i-need-help

[tossawary]

I just know in my heart of hearts that in "Star Trek" at one point, there was some moral panic somewhere on Vulcan (among the uppity sorts) because Human culture was "infecting" the local youth with their overly emotional, destructive, unproductive, frivolous, and uneducational ways.

And what was actually happening was that a bunch of Vulcan kids got really into 23rd-century "Minecraft" or something.

Small Vulcan child @ another Vulcan child: (in a tone that sounds flat to Humans but angry as hell to Vulcans) "You have compromised the optimization of my fortress. I am having an emotional urge to blow up your house... in Minecraft."

[nokerouuuuu]

don't you find it all romantic, the way things used to be?

[galactic-rhea]

"hm maybe the star wars hyperfixation is already leaving me!" I say and then I want to cry and scream and bite the walls over how happy Wald and Kitster were for Anakin when he won the pod race.

LIKE DO YOU EVER THINK ABOUT THAT? EVERYONE CHEERING UP BECAUSE THAT LITTLE ITTY SCRAWNY SMOL SLAVE WON AN IMPOSSIBLE DEATH RACE? THE ADULT PILOTS? THE WHOLE CROWD CHEERING FOR THAT KID??? AND HE DID IT TO HELP THREE WEIRD STRANGERS? AND WALD AND KITSTER WERE SO HAPPY FOR HIM.

But they're so small, and know nothing but harshness and all the abuse of being a slave and then Anakin gives them hope, it doesn't matter what happened after but for them? IT GAVE THEM HOPE, RIGHT THEREEE. I can't imagine how that must feel, you're a DAMN SLAVE, for your whole life which is just 9-10 years of life, there's nothing but dead, you have a damn bomb in your head and you have seen others head being exploded. And then your bestie who's also a slave wins the impossible in order to help strangers and in doing so he wins his freedom. That must be so amazing, like the excitement of seeing it happen? Of being there? How many times did your bestie almost explode? but then he won and escaped tatooine?

THEY'RE NINE.

Do you think Shmi thought of Anakin every time she saw Kitster and Wald running around and playing that they got to join Anakin and become a space wizards?

Ough OUhg i have feelings okay leave me alone i need to bite on my nails and eat paint

[keferon]

“Mistakes on mistakes until” ch 69 spoilers below!

Ahahahahahahah here I go again

Mistakes on mistakes until until I can draw Jazz with my eyes closed

I woke up, checked my phone, woke up for real and decided that whatever plans I had for this day yeah no they can wait a little bit kfkgnfk

Also. Consider listening this while reading. Or don't who am I to tell you what to do~

[heyimkana]

A compilation of Sung Jinwoo being a soft, gentle, protective, warmhearted gentleman 😌

(Eng Dub because Aleks' gentle voice is unmatched)

[pharmasrightarm]

separate ways

[metanarrates]

one of the most powerful messages orv has tbh is "your self-loathing behavior badly hurts other people who want to care for you." a lot of depictions of depression, suicidality, issues with self-esteem, etc. focus near-exclusively on the person who suffers from them, which is understandable, but I love that orv is commited to showing how SELFISH kdj's behavior can be. he tends to trample over other people's desperate wishes to connect to him and love him because he doesn't think he's worthy of it, and it ends up being some of the worst pain those people have ever experienced when he won't let them reach him! he's of course a sympathetic character but he still has this horrible habit of disregarding other people's emotions in ways that are unintentionally awfully cruel!

like idk i don't think anything's ever put a silver bullet through a martyr complex quite like the message of "you hurt people SO MUCH WORSE by harming & isolating yourself than any pain you could potentially cause them by sharing your burdens with them." it's realistic and kind while still being the brick upside the head some people need to snap em out of it lmao

[oh-gh0st]

i thought i wouldnt post my oc erosa again but. god tenna has me in a chokehold i cant hold it back any longer

[nhyhu]

little kisses

my kofi :)

[ramshacklerumble]

i saw this floating around pinterest a while ago and had been wanting to draw gia in it. honestly i feel like it was punishment from the twins.

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@twstinginthewind (dm to be added)

[zuzuzuko]

Red Robin #16

Hopeless bisexual Tim Drake getting nervous around people he likes will always be precious… to me…

[timethehobo]

Him… 💚

[the-woman-upstairs]

Quinn and her dad just trying to have an emotional reunion:

Rust & Cole in the background:

[greennoobartist]

All art by: @/linkeduniverse

Dayyum i sometimes forget how badass his cloak actually is :O

@mengomangosworld now I see why you like this man, he deserves to be loved <3

🩵✨WILD'S CLOAK APPRECIATION POST✨🩵

[ang4lbaee-x]

Toji and his servant:3

Warning/content - f!reader receiving oral, some finger action, nipple play, nsfw language, Toji spitting on that poosay because he's a freak:3

A/n- so uh I originally wanted them to fuck but I kinda gave up:| so it's just Toji giving cunnilingus:> just enjoy this short story >_<

He stood there, cornering his cute servant, his arms on either side of your head. He leaned in, his lips grazing your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

“Where do you think you’re going? We’re not done talking yet,” he whispered huskily against your ear.

You looked up at him, your eyes wide and glossy.

“S-S-Sir,” you muttered breathlessly, “w-we can’t do this… whatever you’re planning to do—”

He suddenly cut you off, lifting you off the ground and slinging you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

You let out a yelp, your feet kicking in the air. “Wha—what! P-put me—”

He gave your ass a playful smack, a smirk crawling onto his face. “Be quiet, Y/N. I’m just taking you back to my room, love.”

Your cheeks flushed red at the nickname. You let out a whine, your body squirming around helplessly.

He carried you through the compound toward his room while you struggled and pleaded over his shoulder.

“N-n-no! W-wait, please put me down!”

“No can do, love,” he said, pausing briefly. “God, I’m going to make you feel so fucking good…” he muttered under his breath, more to himself than to you.

You caught his whisper, your eyes shooting wide open. “Wha-what!? Toji, stop!”

But it was too late.

He kicked open his door, stepping inside before slamming it shut and locking it. He quickly crossed the room, tossing you gently onto the bed, careful not to be too rough.

Before you could scramble away, he straddled your hips, one hand tugging at the knot of his yukata while the other fumbled with the buttons of your uniform.

“T-Toji, h-hold on—” you stuttered, your words barely forming.

He opened his yukata, revealing his broad, muscular chest, glistening faintly with sweat. Your eyes widened, roaming his torso before flicking back to meet his intense gaze.

He tugged desperately at your uniform, and when you grabbed at his hands in protest, he easily caught your wrists and pinned them above your head.

Leaning in, his face just centimeters from yours, he spoke, his voice low and raw. “Please,” he breathed, his green eyes locked onto yours. “Let me take care of you, love… I want you so fucking bad.”

Before you could respond, he crashed his lips against yours, kissing you hungrily. He released your wrists, his hands moving to your body—one cupping your breast, the other wrapping tightly around your waist, pulling you flush against him.

His grip was firm, possessive. Even if you wanted to pull away, your body betrayed you, melting into his touch. Your arms slid around his neck, your fingers tangling in his dark hair, tugging and twisting.

His hand slipped under your uniform, working it off your body. Your torso was soon exposed, and without hesitation, he tore your bra away and tossed it aside, making you gasp in surprise.

“Shh… it’s okay, baby,” he murmured against your lips, breathless.

He continued kissing you feverishly, his hand moving to your plush breast, squeezing and rolling the soft flesh between his fingers.

You let out soft whines and muffled moans into his mouth, your body heating up rapidly, your need growing unbearable.

“God… you’re so soft… I want all of you, sweetheart,” he groaned, pulling back to trail kisses along your neck, slowly making his way down your body, stripping away every piece of clothing in his path.

You squirmed beneath him, helpless, as his kisses ignited every nerve ending in your skin.

Reaching the waistband of your lacy panties, he hooked his fingers under the elastic and pulled them down torturously slow, teasing you.

You whimpered, your cunt already aching and dripping with anticipation.

He tossed your panties aside, spreading your thighs wide open with his rough, calloused hands.

You looked down at him, your chest heaving. “Ah-hah, Toji—!”

Before you could finish, his mouth was already on your soaked pussy.

You cried out loudly, your head falling back into the pillows, your fingers flying to his hair, gripping it tightly. Your thighs instinctively wrapped around his head, holding him in place.

His tongue was relentless, swirling and flicking against your clit, sending jolts of pleasure up your spine. One of his hands wandered up your body, finding your breast again, teasing your nipple with sharp pinches and tugs while he feasted between your legs.

He pulled back slightly, his breath ragged. “Look at you… so pretty and wet for me,” he rasped.

He spat on your cunt without warning, spreading the slickness over your puffy folds with his fingers. “Mmph… so fucking pretty…”

“Ahh! Nngh—Toji!” you cried out, the sensations overwhelming.

A smug grin tugged at his lips as he continued to tease your soaked core. “Yeah? You need something, love?” he asked darkly, his voice dripping with amusement.

He leaned back in, his mouth resuming its sinful work on your clit. His free hand slid down your body, reaching your dripping pussy once more.

Using his fingers, he spread your folds apart, exposing your sensitive clit to his hot breath. Your legs trembled from the stimulation.

His tongue teased your entrance, dipping in slightly before dragging a long, slow lick up your slit, flicking your throbbing clit at the top.

You gasped, your whole body arching into him, desperate for more.

He groaned against your cunt, the sound sending vibrations straight through you. Toji was insatiable, devouring you like a man starved. If he had it his way, he’d stay between your legs for hours — days, even — worshipping every inch of you.

“Toji—ah! P-please, I—” you gasped, your words breaking apart as he flicked his tongue rapidly over your swollen clit.

He pulled back just enough to smirk up at you, his mouth glistening with your slick. His eyes were dark, ravenous.

“You close, love?” he drawled, teasingly stroking his fingers through your wetness. “Cum for me. I want to feel you fall apart on my tongue.”

You whimpered, hips rolling against his mouth without conscious thought, desperate for release. He latched back onto your clit, sucking as hard as possible. two of his thick fingers slowly slid into your tight, soaking pussy.

Your back arched off the bed with a cry. The combination of his tongue and fingers sent you spiraling. You clenched around his fingers, the pleasure blinding.

“That’s it, pretty girl,” he growled lowly. “Give it to me.”

With a final, sharp flick of his tongue, you shattered — your climax ripping through you like a tidal wave. You screamed his name, your thighs squeezing around his head as you convulsed under him.

Toji kept working you through your orgasm, refusing to pull away until you were trembling, panting, completely spent. Only then did he finally lift his head, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, a feral grin tugging at his lips.

“You taste even sweeter than I imagined,” he rasped.

He climbed up your body slowly, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your trembling skin. When he finally reached your lips, he kissed you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

You clung to him weakly, still dazed from the force of your orgasm.

He pulled back slightly, brushing sweaty hair from your forehead with surprising tenderness. His thumb stroked your cheek as he looked down at you with something dark and possessive burning in his eyes.

“Don’t think for a second we’re finished, love,” he murmured against your lips. “I’m just getting started.”

A/n- I was absolutely freaked out while writing this😭 anyways thank you for reading! Sorry if it’s really bad. If I feel like it, I might do other parts about them:) I hate ts fuckass story

[beausprouts]

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