#I...need to go to sleep

[random-autie-fangirl]

Y'know what here are the voices in Frisk's head that i've got for the flower prince (undertale/slay the princess au with Asriel as prince(ss), Frisk as slayer, and Chara as narrator)

Voice of the Human to replace Voice as the Hero as the main one

Voice of the Brazen with the Damsel prince

Voice of the Curious with the Prisoner prince

Voice of the Crybaby with the Nightmare prince

Voice of the Hero (not like stp hero) with the Spectre prince

Voice of the Angel with the Witch prince

Voice of the Determined with the Beast prince

Voice of the Monster with the Adversary prince

Voice of the Ambassador with the Tower prince

Voice of the Player with the Razor prince

Voice of the Spiteful with the Stranger prince

[nanamisgirly]

cw breast obsession non-sexual, gentle dominance ig, soft intimacy.

my personal fav fantasy is husband!nanami coming home late. he's super exhausted and he finds you already sleeping.

he sighs in relief at the sight of your peaceful body lying on the bed, the moon light peeking through the curtains, casting a soft glow over you.

you're wearing a delicate crop top, yellow with tiny pink roses on it, thin straps slipping off your shoulders, and lace-trimmed triangles barely covering your breasts— shifted out of place in your sleep. it's Nanami's fav. because he got the chance to cup your tits easily from behind.

it's not in a lustful way!! he's not groping you with some filthy intent not always at least. he holds them in a comforting way, in a way that makes him exhales deeply the moment he slides into bed, feeling the stress of the day melt away as his large, calloused hand finds its rightful place. right over your chest.

it's comforting, the way they fit just right in his palms— they're not too big, not too small, just perfect. like they were meant to be in his hands, like he was meant to touch you this way. he likes the shape of them, the way they mold to his touch, yielding and soft, a stark contrast to the roughness of his palms. he doesn't squeeze hard, doesn't knead them like he's trying to work you up— just holds.

he loves how soft they are when you're relaxed, when you're warm and tucked into his arms, your body completely at ease. how they don't poke or demand attention. they're sitting there all plush and smooth against his fingers, unbothered.

he loves how your breasts change when you're lying down, how they spread just a little, how they lose that roundness but become so soft, so flat, almost like they're becoming one with his hands. he loves the way his fingers can rest along the curve of your ribs, feeling the gently rise and fall of your breath beneath them.

it's instinctual. reaching for you. holding you. owning you.

his favorite way to touch you is when you're on your back, his face buried in the crook of your neck—your floral scent invading his nostrils—'cause that's where he has better access to your tits. he likes to slide his hand up from your waist, fingers ghosting over your ribs before they settle beneath the swell of your breast— his thumb and index supporting the weight ever so slightly, pressing just enough to feel their fullness. and sometimes most of the times he gives the underside a gentle pinch, his lips twitching at the way your body shifts in response, even in your sleep.

and your nipples. god he loves them sooo much. he's totally obsessed when they don't poke or stiffen under his fingers, just stay warm and smooth against his touch, like they trust him enough to relax. he traces lazy circles over them, fingertips gliding over the subtle change in texture. he never presses, never pinches because he knows if he did, if he rolled them just right, they'd start to react. they'd tighten, harden under his touch, and sure—when the mood was for it—he loved that just as much.

but right now, it was only about feeling you.

and if you make some little sound of protest when he adjusts his grip— he simply shushes you, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck, whispering, "go back to sleep, darling." and you do. because how could you not when you were so sweetly wrapped in his warmth?

(*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)

[keferon]

Snow bots au anyone? :D

They're back together a year later because it's snowing again❄️

All right! For context: I imagine them hanging out every winter in some kind of resort (a resort that Blurr owns. Because his bar business has expanded that much over time.)

[sakuraspoke]

"You should live life as effectively as possible because death is inevitable. And we can bicker all day about what death is and what it means, but we're not getting any smarter. It's a fun subject. I love talking about it, but I also hate talking about it because it's a great waste of energy and it does also make us feel bad at times, and scared. And since we really don't know what it is anyway, I think it's important to always speak more about life than death, because it's inevitable anyway." [x]

[iwasbored777]

The guy at the bar: Are you two gonna fuck or fight?

Wade and Logan, few hours later:

[zuzu-draws]

[ To Save your enemy (Your Family) ]

[darkrootmushies]

Ew ew ew ew ugly

[dancerinthesky]

I love Jegulus. Like wdym the 'J' is for James and then Regulus gets the rest of the ship name all to himself? Regulus you greedy thing... He took James' contribution to the ship name so that he could have him for himself. He made sure the '-egulus' part is there for EVERYONE to see. That bespectacled boy right there? That's his.

[itsybitsybatsyspider]

[adrift-in-thyme]

There’s something terribly poetic in the inevitability of events in EPIC. The choices Odysseus is given lead to no win situations. They aren’t really choices at all.

Kill a foe’s child or witness the death of your own. Sacrifice six men or sacrifice them all. Allow your crew to starve or watch as they slaughter sacred cattle.

Sacrifice your friends, your brothers, or give up your last chance at reaching home.

In the end, the result is always the same. He destroys himself

[rapidhighway]

more.

[allpiesforourown]

Guys Hua cheng is not cool . "He has tattoos" he has ONE tattoo and it's his crush's name in terrible hand writing. He's not a sexy bad boy he's a little girl writing a cute boy's name on his arm with permanent marker

[krysmcscience]

Call this the Whoopsie AU (it's barely an AU)

I mean. Narinder never explicitly SAID the Lamb would stay dead... :3c He probably should have been more specific. >:3c

Part Two:

Well. The Lamb tried, but...sorry, Nari, the crown hates you now. Shouldn't have been so quick to lend it out, I guess. :D

Aaaand Part Three:

'Isn't he just adorable?' -The Lamb, probably, while their followers smile and nod and internally scream at the brand new hellcat they now have to share living space with...

Anyway, nothing says 'Dead To Me' like following a person around to loudly remind them of how dead they are to you. Right? Right. Narinder's got this all figured out. <:]

[thebubblesareevil]

Amity park got lost

So there are plenty of aus and crossovers where Danny falls into a portal or gets sent to another world, but what if it wasn’t just him?

So amity park got sucked into the ghost zone, right?

Who’s to say it went back to the right earth afterwards?

So nobody notices at first, a few tourists come through, thoroughly confused because they never noticed this town before.

They laugh it off and go on with their days

Then weird things start to happen.

Suddenly there is an influx of ghostly activity around the Midwest and Constantine goes to investigate and finds an entire town…a town that seems to be incredibly independent and has absolutely no knowledge of the Justice league

Constantine decided then and there that he wasn’t druck enough for this shit and left

All well and good until Batman stumbles across the strange town a few years later and discovers a boy that looks identical to his dead son Jason.

(This didn’t start out as Danny is Jason from another world but why not)

Danny does NOT appreciate a second billionaire stalker, especially when the guys kids start joining in.

They show up at random times and days until another guy throws his hat in the ring

Some asshole with a red helmet that keeps accusing him of being a clone has tried to kill him at least 5 times that week.

Danny just wants to fill out college applications in peace, despite the fact that no one seems to recognize any of the college names that pop up when he googled engineering schools.

[seren-dipitous-art]

Am I pretending Tim is drinking coffee from a horn in vaguely medieval times? Maybe.

Only the tiny spiky child is to come. I am excited.

[timethehobo]

Oops did it again. More photoshoot inspos with Emmrich cos I couldn’t help myself. 🤲