#I LOVE JAY SO BAD

[fakeuwus]

gm i miss my pookiebear so much 😞

[theelmoarchive]

Remembered that I can literally just draw them if I want to

[dizzybizz]

ms jay herself (and apple)

[hungharrington]

steve the kinda guy to try reverse cowgirl and get sad bc he can’t see ur face and make you switch to regular cowgirl bc hes cringey and missed u

i definitely don’t have this as an unfinished draft or anythin..

HEHEHE HE WOULD feel free to yoink from this babey! 18+ minors get off my lawn

Hands perched on his hairy thighs, your breath comes in sharp pants, working yourself up and down, fast as Steve will allow. Pleasure thrums low in your tummy. It’s warm in your bedroom, even with the window cracked a sliver. Lewd sounds squelch with every movement.

You’re don’t often try new positions like this but right now you feel hot. Even if it makes your thighs ache, you’re sure this must be one of Steve’s favourite ever vie—

“Wait,” Steve grunts from behind you. He’s propped up on some pillows, his big hands grabbing the flesh on your ass, controlling the pace. He holds your waist still. “Wait, wait, baby, hold on.” He murmurs.

You huff and peer over your shoulder. It’s cruel of him to make you stop, especially when you can feel how warm he is, his cock throbbing deep inside you. But when you look over his expression, he’s got this wrinkle in between his brows.

“What?” You say, suddenly worried. “What’s up?”

Steve sighs, his hand smoothing up and down your ass. “I can’t see your face like this,” He mumbles.

You guffaw a bit, entirely endeared by how serious he is. You shuffle forward and shift off him, awkwardly clambering off his lap— just to crowd into his face, pressing little kisses all over.

“Y’such a sap, you know that?” You say, voice all giddy. “You want me to turn around?”

Steve glows and blushes beneath the sudden attention, returning your kisses with a fervent affection. “Yes,” he gasps against your lips. “Yes, please.”

You smile and swing a leg over his lap again, straddling his thighs. You can’t stop kissing him though, hands cradling his jaw so gently, a bit overwhelmed with love.

“Such a sap.” You say again, grinning all the while.

“You love it.” Steve snarks back, eyes light and gorgeous smile gracing his face. He swallows your groan as you sink back onto him with a kiss.

[ghostvibesonly]

the siren confusing penelope’s instrument with polites’s is NOT helping the odysseus/polites brainrot

[introspectivememories]

sorry but do you ever think about the fact that the bernard we have today is a direct amalgamation of everything that happened in his past and i know that sound like such an obvious statement to say but it actually kills me to know that you can draw a direct line from who he is today all the way back to that sixteen year old boy who watched his best friend bleed out. like it is the defining moment in his life. it fundamentally shaped who he is and the person he's become. he is the bernard we know and love not despite the grieves shooting but because of it. because the gangs all got together and shot up his school. because tim walked out of that room with nothing but a baseball bat. because his darla got shot. because he watched her gasp and cry as she died. because he watched the blood coagulate around the wound. because he sat there and held her hand as her life drained out of her. because he walked into school that day with a joke he knew would make her laugh and her nose would scrunch up and she'd snort a little and tim would roll his eyes at him and call him ridiculous and instead he walked out with a bloody white shirt, blood under his fingernails, and two friends less. because, even now, almost half a decade out from the shooting, he thinks that if he closes his eyes, he will always be that stupid, scared little sixteen year old, holding the cooling body of dead best friend.

[ninjaaa-go]

I was just thinking that, if we do actually get amnesiac Jay, him eventually getting his memories back could be really interesting. Because obviously you’ve got all the great memories with his family and the people he loves, but at the same time just— the horrors. The guy has so much trauma piled up from over the years and I feel like that would be A Lot to have dumped on you all at once.

[heeslomll]

i want him so bad it’s not healthy anymore

likeeeee thats my man🫦

[solazu1]

something something I turned them into creatures because I saw a few other people do it. I might make Alex and Brian later but I actually have more planned for Jessica and Amy. I guess this counts as an Au...? My brother helped me with Jays design so that was cool, shoutout to @rorystr 🫡

Scratches head, ig like the most I've got for this au is that most mythical creatures live amongst humans, disguised as them, and completely unaware of other creatures living amongst them. (which is too few anyway, they are mythical creatures after all not common creatures) It just turns out that by some insane coincidence, almost all of the cast of marble hornets are secretly dudes in disguise (loud vine-booms). Also the operator sickness is still a thing and the operator is still the same old entity of malice just more fantastical yk? Alright enough of my blabbering I'm sleepy… I want to rant sm about how I think angels and other types function in this au but not rn 💥💥

[mushroompoisoning]

marble hornets sketches... 👍

[thecoolertails]

hiii im still not shutting up about marble hornets. yet

[here-comes-the-moose]

Bad Batch As Things My Parents Do While Driving

Hunter- Will hit a curb at full speed and will be like “that curb just came out of nowhere!”

Wrecker- Playing music at full blast and singing or at least nodding/dancing along

Tech- Gets oddly personal and creative when roasting other drivers that are irritating him

Crosshair- Gets mad and calls another driver a “stupid fuck” or a “stupid fucking fuck”

Echo- Randomly drops some insane lore or knowledge in the middle of the car ride.

Omega- Points out all the doggies

[spellboundcities]

Me when

[hungharrington]

How’s Steve a menace in bed? He was being very sweet and somehow convinced you to get naked and between his legs, your back against his chest, with the promise of a lovely fingering session <3 so sweet, so many kisses and pets and giggles, but he starts teasing you, barely stroking your clit and swatting your hands away when you try to touch yourself, cooing that you’re being so needy, tugging at your nipples, biting all over your neck and shoulder, and he just keeps getting worse and worse, switching between pretending he can’t find your clit or barely getting a finger in you and going deep and slow just how you like, and then spanking your clit when you whine too much ❤️

CJJCJSHDJSJSHCCUSHS THIS IS MENACE STEVE IN THE BEDROOM YES (also the promise a lovely fingering session…. why did i swoon and get horny in one go? jesus christ) MDNI this entire blog is 18+, afab!reader

He’s touching you too much in the wrong places and not nearly enough in the right ones.

Well, it’s not the wrong places— just he’s being a fucking tease and that was so not what you signed up to right now. You’re trying not to shift around, trying to keep your hands atop his thighs like you promised you would but he’s making it so goddamn hard.

“Stop moving, c’mon,” His breath warms your ear as he speaks, low and raspy. You can hear the smirk in it.

His lips move further down, taking your lobe between his teeth and suckling at it sweetly— knowing just how it makes you wetter. Heat plumes in your gut. Your grip on his thighs tightens and you inhale sharply, trying to keep a semblance of cool as his hand on your inner thighs moves back to your aching core.

“Then stop teasing me.” You bite back, eyes sliding shut. Any heat of your words is stolen by your breathlessness when his digits swipe through your folds, gathering slick and you can’t help it— your hips buck up to meet the touch.

Steve’s hand pulls back, right as the other, wrapped around your waist, reaches up to pinch your nipple. You whine, both from the change in stimulation and the never-ending teasing.

Your hands move without thought but you don’t get anyway near touching yourself before Steve’s hand grab both of them, planting them firmly back on to his thighs. He’s stopped teasing your ear and chuckles in that annoying, terrible, so damn hot way that makes you want to squirm again.

“Wasn’t it you that said,” He hums lowly, one of his hands trailing off yours to caress along your inner thigh again. “‘If either one of us is needy, it’s definitely you.’” He puts on a mimic of your voice, higher than his own.

You huff. You did say that— but you’re also pretty sure if you had him between your legs, he’d probably be in the same whiny state you are right now.

“I did.” You admit, chest rising a bit as his fingers dip back into to your cunt. They stroke up and down, ignoring your twitchy clit and just circling your entrance— you can feel how it clenches, trying to entice him in. You can tell he feels it too, given away by a twitch against your lower back and a poorly hidden groan.

“Mhm,” Steve starts. “So you can either admit that you are needy,” he coos, fingers ghosting over your clit. You barely manage to restrain yourself from moving. “And I’ll give you what you want— my fingers, my cock, my tongue, all of it, baby.”

It sounds good. It sounds so good— you know he would probably make you cum on each of those options. But damn, if you aren’t stubborn. You don’t say anything for a moment.

“Or?” You ask.

Steve laughs, like he knew you would pick the other from the start, and rewraps his arm around your waist, holding you snug against his front. His fingers playing with your cunt brush up against your clit and he pulls them off— a thread of your slick connecting them. He hovers them there, just barely not touching you.

“Or you can do it yourself.”

He pinches your nipple and it motion makes your hips jump, clit moving to brush against his fingers. You realise quite suddenly what his plan is — and are not too stubborn to admit how it makes your cunt gush a little. You roll your hips forward again, the motion limited by Steve’s arm around your middle and are rewarded with a soft rub against your neglected clit. A moan stutters out your lips.

It feels good— so fucking good that your hips buck forward around without thought, chasing the pleasure. Your eyes slip shut in concentration — Steve’s fingers are just too far to get a proper good rub — and open them again when Steve chuckles, beginning to kiss down your neck.

“It’s adorable that you think this is better than admitting you’re needy for me,” He murmurs, voice strained in his own arousal. You can’t stop now, hips rolling up wildly, desperate for friction. You whine and moan in his arms.

“Stubborn.” He teases.

“Menace.” You just manage to say back.

[courtjestermerlin]

THE BASTARD SON & THE DEVIL HIMSELF | 1.06

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[fakeuwus]

my honeybunch sugarplum pumpy-umpy-umpkin sweetie pie ☹️☹️