#trying to fix my schedule

[jasonlightninggrace]

this sounds kinda weird but how early do you sleep cuz that last response was at like midnight

here’s a frog to be friends with the other frog 🐸

Well spirits don't need to sleep, but usually I just sleep to pass the time. Honestly, time works really weirdly here, so I have no idea. Not that it matters.

Aw, Thanks!

I think I'll name this one Gerg so that the first one can be Greg!!

[sodaneko]

・❥・suna x gn!reader ; slightly suggestive ; second chance romance ; word count: 824

suna rintarō doesn’t get why you’re so surprised over the photo strip on the fridge. no way, you still have that? of course he does. you were his first love after all. and if he was being honest with himself (something he avoided), you were his last, too. in all these years after you broke up there was no one who got even close to replacing you. so yeah, he kept the memory from when you squeezed into that photo booth together after school; your uniforms a bit rumpled, a lollipop dangling from the corner of your mouth, lipstick marks all over his face. you were so happy back then, young and naive and so, so head over heels in love. 

now you’re older and more beautiful than ever and your eyes light up when you spot him from across the room at the class reunion. it’s been years but his name still rolls off your tongue the way it used to, and even though you changed your perfume (he can tell) your familiar scent still lingers on you when he buries his face in your hair, strong arms coming to wrap around your middle and pulling you close. he has been a fool for ever letting you go. osamu, his roommate and witness to the scene, shoots him a knowing glance before giving you both some space. suna’s whole world just shrunk down to the size of you in his arms anyway. 

you talk. you talk for hours while ignoring everyone else, your knees nudging against another under the table, your pinkies almost touching while his hand rests next to your glass, his eyes flickering down to your lips for a brief moment until you ask him if he wants to get out of here; his heart in his throat when he nods and your hand slips into his like muscle memory. he’s not drunk but he feels lightheaded, like he’s in a dream where he gets to have you again. 

suna fumbles for his house keys while trying to recall if he cleaned after himself before he left or if osamu’s boxers are still on the bathroom floor as they always are, but his mind goes blank the moment you tangle your hand in his hair and pull him down to your lips. there’s a certain despair to the kiss, as if you’re both afraid that it’ll just be another faint memory once the sun rises again. the door clicks open and suna shoves you inside, pushing you against the nearest wall, one leg slotting between your thighs before he kisses you back with hunger, slender fingers cradling your face. you’re clawing and biting at each other with fervor, and by the time you make it to his bedroom you’re already panting and moaning his name.

and when morning comes you’re still there in his arms, lying on top of him, feeling his heart drum against his ribcage as if it’s trying to find a way back to yours. he presses a kiss to your jawline and the side of your neck before rolling you over, pinning you underneath him. you still giggle and laugh the same way you used to and suna thinks that he never stopped loving you, not even a bit. it’s still there, unfurling in his chest, blooming into you. you sigh into his open mouth when his fingers find your sweet spot again, taking you apart like something holy once more, again and again, too afraid it will be the last time he gets to have you like this.

it’s already noon when he carries you over to the kitchen, putting you down on the counter while he roams the cabinets for something to eat. with osamu as his roommate he doesn’t have to search for long, but your attention is already elsewhere, pinned to the fridge door and the photos adorning it. we look a lot like we did back then, don’t we? suna huffs out a laugh but you’re not wrong; you, wearing his crinkled shirt and nothing else, an unlit cigarette dangling from the corner of your mouth, and his face covered in your lipstick marks–even the shade is identical.

he grabs his phone and leans into you, your arms coming to wrap around his neck and your cheek squished against his as you laugh without a single worry in the world. the camera shutter clicks. the past repeats itself in the tiny kitchen and the love is still there, never left, just orbited around the sun to grow tenfold in size. suna will forever love you, his lips brushing against your knuckles and the inside of your wrist before he finds your mouth again, the unspoken promise pushed between your parted lips, the silent plea on the tip of his tongue. 

love me back. love me like you used to. love me as if it never hurt. love me, love me, love me.

[speltfields]

I am begging for more sdv harvey in your style

it took me like 3 months but here u go [heart hands]

[maxadieu-art]

capo you fucked up big time

[wishfulsketching]

For the gotham art prompts, maybe Edward (human) coping with the existence of Edward (dog)?

Also just wanted to say that I really really love your art, you capture the characters so well and the speed that you draw at is so impressive lol, I get notifications that you've posted like every day

Thank you! I've always been quick with my art, mostly because I tend to draw like three things at the same time, switching between them every ten minutes..... (thanks adhd)

Here's Ed being jealous of a dog!

[logosbot-tm-fics]

Peak "Came Back Wrong" from this session. Especially if you view it from Grumbo perspective imo

Mumbo died, and Grian reacted with horror. He screamed when he realised it had happened, and he almost immediately tried to arrange a grave and a funeral. Then Jimmy laughs at his death, and in response, Grian shot him. No one disrespects Mumbo.

Then Grian manages to bring both Mumbo and Skizz back, by some miracle. Sure, he can't summon them, Cleo can, but they're back!

And he's actually really happy when they first show up to interact with him, and then... they just start insulting him. His team mates. His boyfriend and his friend are both insulting him.

But hey, he forgives them, it was their task, so not really their fault.

Though, that should've been the first sign that they weren't quite right. That they had come back wrong, and Grian ends up getting killed by the person be basically trusts the most.

Mumbo kills him when Grian is getting food out of all things. He just kills him, and sure, he says that he's sorry, but he still kills Grian.

And never before has Grian felt that betrayed.

[fudgecake-charlie]

CHEERING AND WHOOPING I finished @applestruda's DTIYS! This took. so long.... first finished painting in over a month though so I'm very happy :D

Closeup (and a phonescreen version, this is already desktop sized!) under the cut

[ysaefinn]

HELLO THIS CAME INTO MY SLEEP LAST NIGHT PLEASE HEAR ME OUT

reader getting very fussy and emotional because they haven’t slept properly is nothing mommy!sugu can’t fix. having them sprawled across his lap, sucking on his nipple while two thick fingers are massaging their insides, thumb rolling over their puffy nub, letting them have their cummies since they’ve been soo good and their body has been so tense. hearing their little relaxed whines makes his heart warm up. he doesn’t stop until they finished at least a few times and are all tuckered out.

need this because i couldn’t sleep and i have a final today ohhh lord 😊😊😊🩷

- 🧸

Tw: NSFW mommy kink, heavy infantilization, genitalia is mentioned, small mentions of age regression, mdni plz

TEDDYNON PREEEEAAAAAAAACHHHH!!!!!!! YESSSSSSIIIIIIIRRRRRRR

Forever in love with mommy! suguru and his elite problem solving skills (nipple in baby's mouth) AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN WE SAY ANS REPEAT THAT MAMA SUGURU WILL NOT PUNISH YOU FOR BEING CRANKY OR EVEN BRATTY!!!!!!! he does recognize that all you need is some love and care and you'll be right back to being his sweet baby in no time :> There's also the fact that you could be feeling sexually frustrated which he does take into account and act accordingly after. (he's well equipped ok??)

SUGUTITIES ARE A TRANQUILIZER they knock you right off your feet we've established that already, they make you regress enough is the point, obviously he sees you being fixated and dependent on his assets and helps your dependency grow stronger to the point where you start to bite the inside of your cheeks and bottom lip when you need to suckle on something (he may or may not tease you about needing to get you a pacifier at this rate ehe)....yeah

Back on track tho!!!!! He does help you when you get tooooo hot and bothered!!!!! Only has to pat his thigh once for you to come rushing in and nuzzling against his neck, you're already pawing at his chest looking for his nipples making him swoon harder and feel worse for you :(( "awh my poor baby...so tense, let mommy take care of you" he coos in between kisses before taking his shirt off so you could latch properly...before you know it one big palm goes from squeezing and fondling the flesh of your thigh to smoothing over your crotch and cupping it, your little whines against his nipples only further active the mama instincts and he drops the teasing to give you what you've been longing for fuck knows how long he's been acting so cruel to you by now. His womb is clenching once his hand comes in contact with your wetness <///333

He takes extra care to stimulate your clit with his thumb before sliding one thick index finger in, only adding more digits once you show clear signs that you've adjusted making sure to pay extra attention to all your favorite spots. Suguru knows your body like the back of his hand, he won't get lost. Don't bother begging him for more, he does as he sees fit, if he thinks you can't take more you won't be getting more, if he notices any signs of pain he's pulling away and making you hump his thigh instead.

"That's it..my little one taking me so well. I'm so proud of you sweet thing." "AwwYou look so cute stuffed full like this." "Such a good baby, you're gonna make a lot of cummies for mommy, right sweetie?"

He takes hold of your red aching length and starts moving at an excruciatingly slow pace, almost like he's stroking you the sleep (the the constant shushing and humming doesn't help his case either) the pad of this thumb already busy squishing your leaky pink tip and massaging the slit, only occasionally letting go to squeeze your heavy balls then quickly redirecting his attention back to your aching member.

"Oh honey you must have been aching so much..how could I let you get this needy? Mommy's so so sorry, baby. But I'm here now okay? Oh- you're close, yeah? You're gonna make a mess for mommy, aren't you?"

In either case your slick is good enough lube anyway lol, and i imagine youd be oozing after being denied for such a long time.

Teddynon is correct as always, he doesn't let you go before you make a proper mess on his lap, until you're brainless and drooling all over his chest, limp and tired mumbling and slurring little "thank you mommy"s here and there, he always kisses your tender overstimulated flower before cleaning you up and cuddling you to sleep. All in a day's work lol.

You're not allowed to touch yourself when mommy's right there to take care of you and, he understands that it can be so frustrating for a little one like you!!! All these big scary feelings must be so overwhelming and scary, luckily for you have a sweet caring, and doting caretaker to tend to you when things start to feel too intimidating <333

[vagabond-umlaut]

gojo satoru x reader story where everything's the same---riko is killed and haibara dies and geto defects and jjk 0 happens and jjk happens, with nanami dying and gojo dying etc. etc.---and you're gojo's widow, who also used to be his best friend while in high school but then were married to him once you two became adults because 'clans'---you did not really ever fall in love with him, and satoru knew this still chose to love you everyday of your married life together---anyway... as the plot is approaching an end, you finally make peace with the death of your husband, your comrades, so on and so forth; and just when you think you finally have some peace and quiet in your life, you're vaulted back in time into your 13 y.o. self, suddenly standing face-to-face with your best friend satoru complaining to you how he's utterly sick of his very overbearing clan elders, and that he is planning on going to the tokyo branch of jujutsu high---you just received a second chance at life, at correcting all that went wrong---so what are your plans? do you think you have enough energy, enough life left in you to assume the role of the construction crew, huh? or will you just let everything happen the way it is doomed supposed to happen, and just keep yourself out the way, stopping your second life from being messed up by anyone and everyone?

[jabberwockypie]

I wish I felt less sad, and I wish that the sum of human stupidity wasn't hitting me so hard this week.

[snippydippy]

⁺‧₊˚ཐི⋆♱ Into the Woods ♱⋆ཋྀ˚₊‧⁺

Credit if used, please! Map Code: 4750-2034-1380

[bluemerakis]

i have two confessions to make:

1) i have accidentally typed jensen ankles instead of ackles more than i care to admit

2) every time i see gn!reader in a fic i read good night!reader and imagine some baddie like mavis from hotel transylvania

[soupysuki]

(´｡• ᵕ •｡`) 💜

[dailydoseofdragon]

It’s Pride Month =}

[akumanoken]

Hi I can't stop sleeping

[slumbergoblin]

Mm.. Brain rot