#📝notes

[starrwulfe]

[arlerts-angel]

cockwarming. that's it, that's the post. 🫶

thinking about cockwarming needy boys who are desperate to move their hips and fuck you

who wince when your tight walls suck in their cocks

who grab your hips or ass and throw their head back blissfully as they feel your warmth around them

who whine "please baby?" as he slowly brings his hand to your clit

who beg that they "need to fuck this pretty pussy..."

who whimper when you shift around in their lap purposefully

who thank you when you finally allow them to fuck and fill you

🥺🤲😩

armin arlert, toge inumaki, hideyoshi nagachika, connie springer, satoru gojo, choso kamo, light yagami

dividers by benkeibear

[brunetteaura]

GOOD THINGS ARE LOOKING FOR ME TOO

[footballandshit]

Bukayo Saka Rates British And Nigerian Food | Snack Wars

[skunkes]

I love laptop typing smunker and artist smunker. You are the best at drawing funny little guys o7

THANK U these are my personal fave recent funny smunkers

[annimoose]

Women don't want roses.

They want to see their favorite poor little meow meow character be covered in blood while witnessing the incomprehensible horrors.

[anachilles]

chapt 9; whiskey neat, coffee black 🚒🥃

When they both turned to fix their gazes on him at the exact same time, the same pair of stormy blue eyes glared back and for a moment the familiarity was eerie, but thankfully fleeting. Stood next to each other, the physical similarities were unmissable. A thread flowing between them in the colour of their eyes, their willowy frames, and set of their eyebrows when they furrowed in displeasure. But at the same time, if he’d simply passed James Cleven on the street he wouldn’t have looked twice or noticed it at all. “No, unlike some people here I do actually work for a living and pay my own bills.” Whatever mirth the older man’s smile contained before quickly melted away. “You think you’re better than me.” It was a statement, not a question. A statement Gale didn’t deny.

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[basilsflowergarden]

Light x Reader - Change

[Contains: Angst]

You and Light were long time friends, having met eachother in childhood. Growing up, you saw how much Light changed. Back when he was young, he was naïve, kind and very passionate about wanting to work alongside his father, it was something you adored about him.

You hold many fond memories of the two of you when you were little. Such as when you two were paying detective. With you and Light switching between the roles of playing as detective and criminal. Other activities that you both liked to do was read. With Light read his favorite stories out loud to you, since his reading skills were more developed than yours. Not that you minded in the slightest. Light always got so absorbed into his books, you just found it funny to see.

When you both grew older, the two of you still continued to bond. You would hang out with Light after school, catching up and reading together. You liked to discuss the future together with him. Though as time went on, and you two began to attend high school, you would see that Light slowly changed. He grew more reserved and didn't hang out with you as much anymore. You first suspected that it was because the two of you were attending different schools now. Now for your most recent hang out with him, it didn't go as planned. He told you that he needed to focus on his studies and that "We aren't kids anymore, so i don't see why we still hang out so much with eachother. All we do is go to café's and go to other hang out spots, neither of us is doing something useful or having actual intellectful conversations. I think we should stop seeing eachother".

With that, he left you sitting there in the café's booth, watching him leave calmly with almost no change of emotion on his face. You couldn't believe what just happened and how distant he got with you, as if you were just a nuisance. Though, you suppose you could understand him a little. Through out his whole life he has been continiously praised for being the smartest and the best, creating his ego and making him believe that he is above others.

He did not make his change of behavior obvious to others, in fact, he was quite subtle with it. If it wasn't for the fact you grew up besides him, you wouldn't have noticed how his attitude towards you had changed. His smile wasn't as bright, his eyes sometimes void of emotion, as if lost in thought. When he was alone and no one looked, his expression was that of boredom. It hurt, that he didn't feel as close to you anymore as you did to him. He was pushing himself away from you, considering himself out of your league.

You wanted to chase after him when he left the café but decided against it, knowing that it was useless. He made it clear that he saw you simply as a friend. No, maybe even less then that. It crushed the feelings that you had for him, that developed over the years that you grew to know him. You felt embarrassed at the fact that your feelings for him were still affecting you so much.

Seeing him leave you alone like that, made you begin to doubt if you even truly even knew him at all. Was that really the same Light that looked at you full of passion in his eyes, saying that he also wanted to look in the police force when he grew up? The same Light that read books to you when you couldn't read? The same Light where you had deep discussions about what the future might hold for the two of you? Maybe his perfectionism and achievements did get to him. You wished that you could have a chance to reach out to him, to properly talk things through, but unfortunately you didn't have anything to say that would make him change his mind. You could only secretly hope that something would happen in the future that might change both of your's fate.

[god-of-this-new-blog]

Coffee Date Interrogation

[starrwulfe]

[yogurtlid10000]

Alexa play Megatron by Nicki Minaj

BRRR-A-TAT-TAT🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

Ok I’ve never drawn idw megatron before and these turned out so epic 😎😎😎GUYS MEGATRON IS SO COOL ‼️I LOVE THIS DUDE

Peep dtk (I adore soul eater)

[ireallydohateyou2]

[nattaphum]

The boys before him: *have difficulties trying to fit 1 entire cookie in their mouths*

Mile with 2 cookies:

😳

[lighthouseas]

- brick fireplace // a byler ficlet

Mike thinks he might have a sixth sense, of some kind.

Having not slept very soundly these past few months, Mike has miraculously found that he's actually fallen asleep the night Will has to stay in his room due to the limited space in the Wheeler household.

And those two things are NOT related. Obviously.

It's just coincidence, then, when he jolts awake, utterly disoriented, to the sound of heavy breathing - like someone is having a panic attack. Mike turns to the side, where Will is currently stationed on the floor, sleeping in a sleeping bag that Mike had had to shake the dust out of due to it having been left at the back of a storage closet for...who knows how long.

"Will?" he whispers. He can't really see anything, since his room is pitch black - but he can hear the gasping breaths, which immediately stop once he speaks.

"Sorry," Will murmurs. "I'm sorry. I- I woke you up, didn't I?"

Mike shuffles under his bedcovers, still not really awake but immediately sensing that something is wrong regardless. "Yeah, but -" Will's breathing is still heavy. Mike wonders if he'll take oxygen donations from him. "Are you okay?"

It's a stupid question. No shit, Mike, of course Will isn't okay. He's kind of reliving all of his childhood trauma on full display for all of his family and friends. No, Will is not okay. And as Will's best friend, Mike should know this. He's a little scared, though - a bit hesitant to reach beyond the walls they've built up over the last two years. Scared that if he pokes at one brick - removes a single block, puts one stick out of place - reaches out and says, let me help calm you, holds Will in his arms like he so desperately wants to - the walls will come crashing down, all at once. And that's not what he wants. And probably not what Will wants, either, but really, what does he know?

Beside him, Will is silent for a moment. "Do you want an honest answer?" he murmurs. Mike tenses. He knows what Will is referencing, of course - lying to him about the painting, which had nearly fractured their friendship forever. He's not letting him lie again.

"Well, yeah."

"It was just-" Will sighs. He definitely thinks it isn't a big deal, even though it fucking is, and Mike is overcome with the urge to shake him violently by the shoulders. "A nightmare. They've been getting worse since-"

"...yeah." It doesn't take Mike long to realize what Will is referring to - all he has to do is look through the cracks in his blinds to see the red clouds, probably identical to the ones Will had seen in 1983, coating the Hawkins' skies above.

"Yeah," Will replies softly.

They're silent for another moment. Mike feels like - well, he feels a lot of things, most of which he has a terrible time expressing. But right now, he just feels tired, and he knows Will is, too, if the bags under his eyes Mike's been seeing as of late are anything to go by.

And so he pokes at a loose brick in the wall. It can't hurt. "Why don't you come up here?" Mike pats the empty bedspace beside him, and he swears he hears Will gasp. As if they hadn't done this countless times before as little kids.

It's different now, obviously. The connotation is different, after everything that's gone on. But Mike is delirious from lack of sleep, and the only coherent thoughts his brain is putting together are Will and scared, which he figures amounts to something, especially when his mattress dips as additional weight is added to it and he finds himself naturally giving the bigger part of the blanket to Will, who always shivered if he didn't have at least two blankets, no matter how warm it was outside.

"Mike, you don't have to do this," Will says airily as Mike gently pushes his shoulder to ease him onto the mattress. Mike's eyelids are already droopy. He doesn't fully realize the implications of what he's doing, but Will definitely feels tired, too, and doesn't either. "I'm okay."

"Mm. Then why did you come up here? Could've refused," Mike replies teasingly, but there's no bite behind it.

The brick is coming loose. Wobbling on the other side of the wall, creating a crack in the structure that one can just barely see through to the other side with.

"I-" Despite his previous opposal, Will is now actively snuggling into the blankets. He chuckles. "I dunno. You're like...a human furnace, I guess. And I was cold."

Mike's eyes are closed, now. "I do run hot," he murmurs. "You needed company, too. C'mon, admit it."

"Mike-"

"You love me."

All goes silent for a moment. Mike is beginning to fall asleep. The brick is teetering on the edge of falling out, but not quite removed from the wall yet. Maybe that can wait until tomorrow.

"I'm cold. You're hogging the blankets," Will whispers, though Mike can tell he wants to say something else.

Without opening his eyes, Mike shifts forward, hoisting himself farther up onto the pillows so his head rests atop Will's and his long arms can wrap protectively around his torso. It's nice, and ridiculously cozy. Will breathes fast against his neck, and for a moment, Mike thinks he may be having a nightmare again.

"What are you doing?"

And - okay. Mike doesn't really know what he's doing, at the moment. He's sort of already half asleep, and Will says he's cold, and Mike runs hot, so he's come to the only logical solution: be Will's human furnace (and protector against nightmares, but that's a silly title, and Mike knows Will hates talking like that. Maybe it can just be implied.)

"I'm keeping you warm," Mike answers simply.

Silence. He fidgets, though it's more like a fish flop since his muscles have turned to jelly with sleep. In doing so, he accidentally nuzzles his face into Will's hair, and catches a brief scent of vanilla shampoo.

"Is this...okay?" Mike asks, just to make sure.

Will is silent for a moment, and then Mike feels him nod against his sternum. It sends shivers up his spine, but they're the good kind - the kind that ease Mike into slumber almost immediately.

He's asleep, now, all noises from the outside muffled. Something whispers into his sternum - it feels like lips, tracing quiet words into his skin, begging him to understand. Begging him to just feel.

"I love you."

The brick falls out of the wall, and Mike pulls Will just a little bit closer.

[krakenshipwreck]

(x)

[basilsflowergarden]

Matt x Reader - Late night

Contains: Fluff

You were in the hideout where Matt and Mello were currently located at. The two of you were assigned with keeping watch of Misa and Mogi, the both of you taking turns observing them.

It was late in the evening, with the sun nowhere to be seen outside, with only the glow of the city lights shining inside of the window. The only sound that could be heard was the tapping and clicking of buttons, with Matt playing his game. It was your turn to watch Misa and Mogi, with so far nothing having happened. On one side you're grateful, so Mello wouldn't have to deal with any more problems, but at the other side, it's boring as hell watching Misa and Mogi, as the two of them banter about nothing, while sometimes playing board games.

"Hey, have you fallen asleep yet?" Matt ruffled your hair with a teasing grin as he sat beside you. You were so caught up with observing them that you didn't hear him approaching you. "Not yet, and it's a miracle. If only i could get paid for everytime Misa whined about Light" The both of you laughed at that. "She does look really young. If Mello hadn't told me she was an adult, i would have guessed she was still a teen" Matt said to you. "I know what you mean, she's cute and has those big innocent eyes of a young girl" You replied back.

Matt pinched your cheek before giving it a quick peck. "Though her cuteness can't compare to yours, to me you're the cutest person in the world" You blushed at his words, and the way he was smiling so sweetly at you. "What would i do without you, hm?"

You kissed him back on the lips, cuddling him. Despite the fact that you two are supposed to be spying, you couldn't help but give eachother affection. It was nice to be able to do your job with your boyfriend.