#LOOK HOW TALENTED MY BABY IS

[atomicengineerdetective]

I've been watching Hazbin Hotel in prime. Just watched episode 5 and I gotta ask

Why, oh, WHY DON'T I SEE MORE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT "MORE THAN ANYTHING" WHEN TALKING ABOUT THE HAZBIN HOTEL MUSIC???

Like I get it, the song before it "Hell's Greatest Dad" Is a bop reminiscent of other music from the era its parodying. I loved it.

BUT why are you only putting clips of that song when this MASTERPIECE comes a few minutes after

I honestly don't even know where to begin with this song. The visuals are beautiful, especially when we get moments like this where you can just see the absolute LOVE this man has for her daughter is so sweet and Heartwarming I just-

The voices are fenomenal but what else can you expect from the broadway talents of Erika Henningsen and Jeremy Jordan.

There is also the whole Symbolism with passing the baton to the next generation and stuff. I- I can't even get into the specifics right now Im too emotional.

But above all else THE LYRICS

ESPECIALLY THAT LAST ONE

"I'M GRATEFUL YOU ARE MY DAUGHTER/FATHER MORE THAN ANYTHING"

DO YOU WANT ME TO CRY?? CAUSE I AM. I AM BAWLING MY EYES OUT RIGHT NOW.

It's just so fucking beautiful man. Probably the best song I will hear all year. Obviously my favorite from Hazbin.

[stormyoceans]

my degree of insanity by Sea: go crazy with the way he takes off the earphone

😲🤪🤒🥶🥵😵🥴🤯🤤⚰

I CAN'T BLAME YOU ANON I MEAN LOOK AT HIM

(original clip: here)

MOST HANDSOMEST STUNNING GORGEOUS EFFERVESCENT HUMAN BEING ON THE PLANET!!!!!!! FACE CARD NEVER DECLINES!!!!!!!

[ikigaisvt]

i cried so hard it's embarrassing.

[silouvertongues]

my brother is obsessed with op and he's been trying to get me to watch opla and i really didn't wanna but then he literally made me sit with him and watch it and tbh . bit of a slay i'm a little bit attached to the silly little pirate babies

[unusual-raccoon]

also i'm writing something that it's taking a lot out of me, and it's lucemond! and this is the tone of the fic:

He coos as he takes his seat, opening his legs to freely palm over his already hardening cock that throbs reflexively when his eye lands upon the flushed apples of his nephew’s cheeks. “Hello, Lucerys. Have you missed qȳbor?”

want to write one with this exact tone with jaceluke but i feel like i would't make them any justice, so i need you to let me consume everything and anything jaceluke you make <3

Ooh, that is delicious! I love it 🥰 ❣️

I’m sure you would could write a killer JaceLuke fic with the same tone! My baby is brilliant!!

However, you’re more than welcome to take whatever you need from me 😘.

[crimeronan]

the weirdest thing about the HUGE toh fandom engagement i've gotten on ao3 is that people have pretty consistently been like, "wow, you completely transformed these characters from external dialogue/visuals to consistent internal narration, i can tell EXACTLY who's telling the story just based on their words/priorities/thoughts/observations, this grasp of prose and character voice is so meticulous it's fucking mindblowing" (but, you know, phrased like a normal person) and it's like . actually yeah 100% if i had to pick my strength and in writing fiction, i'd say it's Those Things Exactly! i feel Seen and Appreciated and like my frankly very silly amount of editing/drafting work is paying off!

and i've never received This Specific Compliment so often before - "wow, you're really good at writing compelling prose built on strong characterization" - bc i basically Only write for fandoms that are ALREADY BOOKS.

[chanyoungies]

2 6 and 13 for just b <3

GABIIIIIIIIIII hi <3

2. how did you decide on your bias?

(gestures very vaguely) byeonghee seemed my type even from like 60 miles away i had a hunch it was gonna be him even before i saw any sort of content . iri n ven probably don't know this but he was secretly my guess when they were still wondering who i wld end up liking . and then it got immediately confirmed like the second they debuted. nd jamie's a funny story actually . my bestie finally convinced me to watch iland with her arouuuund the time just b were debuting i think? or at least after jamie was announced to be in just b at least idk and so like for some reason that made me go JAMIEEEEEEE or CHUJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII (i honestly don't remember if i was alr jamie-ing him at that time) whenever he appeared on screen i think it started as kind of a joke but that made me get attached to him 😐 then he was just supposed to be a bestie to me n all that but i got even more attached instead bc he's too endearing not to get attached . nd so here we are .

6. your favorite song and why?

don't go back <3 (+ damage / try / lights on / my way in that order)

13. who would be your best friend and why?

jamie bestest bestie energy ... like hes too cool for me he wldnt be friends w me but in an ideal world he wld . i need my friends loud and affectionately annoying (and affectionate) . as iri wld say he is a menace. and i believe im fun to tease it is my greatest asset . anyways no one screams bestie quite like jamie does is my point

[jonahmagnus]

IM SORRY Im sorry okay that fucking song from trolls 3 just goes INCREDIBLY hard

[eiilese]

what if the strawhats had different roles on the ship⁉️ i swapped everyone’s roles except for luffy because i can’t imagine him being anything but the captain

these are loose redesigns since their canon designs don’t really read as their roles all that much to begin with. some extra doodles and ideas for this in the cut !!

nami, vice captain: i took a lot of inspiration from her beta design!! canon nami already bosses everyone around so she fits right into the role. she wields an extendable staff (usopp still makes it for her); she lost her arm over the time-skip like how zoro lost his eye. i LOVE drawing cargo pants and boots, so she ended up with a sorta bottom-heavy design. frankly it’s probably not her style but i like how she looks

zoro, the cook: my foolproof logic is zoro uses swords = good with knives. he does not use katanas to cut produce however, just normal knives. i was trying to go for “sweaty ramen guy” with the towel around his neck. the majority of the shit he cooks would probably be drowned in alcohol. he also wears his bandana the majority of the time now!! it completes the ramen guy look

sanji, the sniper: i also took inspiration from his beta design for this!!! he has guns!! and perfect aim of course. i was going for more of a mafioso look so germa 66 would be like, a mafia organization on top of all the other villain shit they already do. he has two guns but i didn’t draw a holster bc that’s annoying🤞 he lights his cigarettes with his guns. how would that even work? don’t ask me

usopp, the navigator: his artistic talent lends itself to creating perfect maps! he also still tinkers, making nami’s staff as well as having a specialty for compasses. he uses a slingshot still (no perfect aim we gotta nerf him) and shoots weather-related projectiles. his goggles serve as binoculars, they can zoom to several different distances. i drew him in his zou outfit purely bc it’s my favorite one

chopper, the helmsman: he would predominately use heavy point while maneuvering the wheel. i changed his hat up to look more like a sailor’s cap, with an anchor symbol instead of an X. to be honest i don’t have much else bc helmsman doesn’t bring much to my mind :(

franky, the musician: ROCK N ROLL BABY YEEAHHH come on his stage presence is unmatched. he’s still a cyborg, he has instruments all over his body like apoo does but they were installed manually. his personality changes depending on what genre he’s playing but rock n roll is his default B) (ex. classical calls for a refined gentleman)

robin, the shipwright: her devil fruit gives her as many helpful hands as she needs! she developed nami’s arm (definitely installed some random shit she did Not ask for). she has a robot mecha that she’s able to pilot all by herself using clones. i changed her orange sunglasses to goggle eyewear

brook, the doctor: the irony of being nursed back to health by a literal skeleton 💀the irony of being the doctor of the rumbar pirates yet being the only survivor, saving no one from the poison 💀 i went for a plague doctor look! IM VERY HAPPY WITH HOW HE TURNED OUT i was really tempted to give him the plague mask too, but i feel that would’ve changed his appearance too much compared to the others

jinbei, the archaeologist: the shape of this man demands a little pair of round glasses on his face. he’s an intellectual i tell you!!! plus still a fishman karate master. the history of joyboy and fishman island being so intertwined is how he developed an interest in history

[pukicho]

You're really talented bro, I'm not even being sarcastic or anything. You're genuinely amazing. You're funny, you can sing/make music, make art, and probably do some other rad things. I genuinely hope you have an awesome rest of your life.

Thanks baby boy. I like sharin my art with you guys, I am learnin how to draw in 2d rn, look at my cool landscape

Its not very good but I tried figuring out how to make distant objects look distant, also the hill fucking sucks

[flowermist7432]

maybe it's because it's almost 1 in the morning. But I'm experiencing the heightened self-consciousness of my own abilities. Is my creations good enough? Are my friends and mutuals just being nice when they tell me it's great? I feel average! And then I get 0 or 5 notes on my art pieces, and I sit there quietly beating myself up that I need to do better. Because right now I'm doing as hard as I can to be perfect! And if this is all I can do when I'm pushing perfectionism then what does that say about me :(

[yuujispinkhair]

So how is no nut November going w modern boyfie sukuna? Idk if u can get him to participate but if he does I bet he makes the whole month as torturous for u as possible.

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader (female) Word Count: 400 Warnings: 18+, smut, creampie, praise, face shot, overstimulation, light dub-con. All characters are of age. Credit for the banner @/benkeibear

Sukuna just huffs and rolls his eyes when he hears someone mention No-Nut-November. Your boyfriend never believes in abiding rules, especially not ridiculous ones like that! Who invented that shit anyways?! Sukuna will show them how much he doesn't let anyone tell him what to do!

He makes sure to nut in you exactly one minute after midnight to say a big fuck you to No-Nut-November, so proud of himself, moaning and smirking against your neck,

"Hmm fuck yeah, feels so good to nut in my girl. What a lovely way to start November."

He's an idiot, but it's incredibly charming somehow. And after all, he also makes sure to make you nut so good that you scream his name and leave scratches on his muscular back, so why should you complain?

A sane person would let it go after that midnight fuck. But not Sukuna. Your boyfriend is a rebel. If someone tells him to do No-Nut-November, he will take it as a personal challenge to nut as often as possible this month.

You whine beneath him, exhausted from all the times he made you cum in one session, pussy throbbing, clit pulsing hotly, both your bodies sweaty and the bedsheets soaked from all your combined cum. You feel light-headed, weakly running your hands up and down Sukuna's flexed, tattoed biceps as you look up at him with your eyes wet from tears,

"Kuna... Baby, I can't go another round... it's too much."

But your pink-haired menace of a boyfriend just smirks and snaps his hips faster, meaner, going even deeper, pounding your sweet spot so good that you mewl his name.

"Aww, princess, we are going at least two more rounds."

But he turns sweeter a moment later, leaning down to trail kisses over your neck while he humps your pussy with slow but deep thrusts.

"My princess can take it. I know that. You're my good girl after all, aren't you, baby? Aren't you gonna cum for me again, sweetheart?"

Of course, you do, your pussy clenching helplessly around Sukuna's talented cock, squealing his name as your legs shake weakly, and your face feels so hot you think you have a fever as you shudder around his fat cock with the next mind-blowing orgasm.

And Kuna chuckles smugly, followed by a low groan of "Yeah, see, I knew it. That's my good girl. I love you, princess."

He pumps your overstimulated pussy full of another load of his thick cum, before giving his little Anti-No-Nut-November performance a cherry on top by nutting one last load over your pretty face this time, just to make sure.

PLEASE I NEED HIM SO BAD!! Sweet anon, thank you for sending me this!! Sukuna can always use me for his personal vendetta against NNN uwu ;)

I hope you enjoyed this little drabble!! Comments and reblogs would be very sweet!!

[norrizzandpia]

I’ve Got You (LN4)

Summary: In the midst of the FIA determining whether his lap times will be deleted, Y/n finds her boyfriend sitting in front of multiple cameras, but that doesn’t matter, he’s upset and she’s got him.

Warnings: none <3

Note: this is based off when Lando’s quali lap times were deleted and he was just sitting there looking at his hands all sad :(

“Where is he?” Y/n threw the headphones off her head the moment she caught wind of the news.

Andrea approached her softly, a hand up, “He’s doing the post-quali interviews, Y/n.”

She shook her head at him, “So, what? He’s just sitting there as they converse about his lap time? Andrea, you know how he gets with these things. He shouldn’t be alone.”

Andrea stepped in front of her when she tried to maneuver around him, trying to get to Lando, “Y/n, there are too many cameras. We can’t ensure PR.”

She blinked at him, “Are you fucking kidding me? Fuck PR. I don’t care about anything, but getting to him right now. He should not be alone right now. I mean, look at him!” She waved her hand toward the TVs, screens showing Lando picking at his nails as clear embarrassment sunk into his body, “He doesn’t even want to be alone right now.”

Andrea huffed, eyes glancing to the side before landing back on her and nodding, “Fine, but no major PDA.”

She loved Andrea, she truly did, but she gave him a nasty look before rushing off.

—

She weaseled her way through the crowds, tears springing her eyes at the image of Lando sitting idly by himself. A man stopped her when she tried to get passed the barriers, “Miss, you do not have authorization to enter into this area.”

She smiled at him, “I’m his girlfriend.”

That didn’t mean anything in the eyes of security, “Okay.”

A frown found its way onto her face, “Sir, please. I’m trying to comfort someone I love.”

He continued to shake his head, “I understand, but I cannot allow you into this area. I can’t confirm who you are.”

Hands tied, her eyes spotted Oscar and she yelled him over. When his feet landed him feet away from the situation, he didn’t need anytime to realize what was going on. Oscar grabbed Y/n’s arm, “It’s okay. She’s with me.”

The man thought for a moment before allowing her through, a smile on her face as she thanked Oscar. He waved it off, asking her to promise a happier Lando. She would try, she said.

Lando saw her feet first. Her white sneakers that she loved so much aligned in his vision and he stopped picking at his fingers. His gaze slid up her form as she sat down next to him, hand sliding under and around his arm softly. She heard the murmurs, they were incredibly loud, and the camera clicks, but she couldn’t find it in herself to care. She could practically feel the upset melting off Lando. She hurt so much for him.

His body relaxed at the feeling of her warmth and when she laid her head on his shoulder, he laid his on the top of her head.

“I’m sorry, baby.” She whispered. Maybe lip readers would figure out what they said.

His hands went to fidget with the nails on his fingers, but she stopped him, linking their hands and softly rubbing his skin, “It’s okay. I need to work harder. I can’t keep failing like this.”

She squeezed his hand three times, a silent confession of love, “You’re not failing. You haven’t failed, Lan. Everybody is proud of you. Racing is a hard sport and you are one of the most talented drivers here. You’re so so hard on yourself, love.”

Lando chuckled, “Y/n, you have to say these things. You’re my girlfriend.”

She pulled her head back lightly, giving him a moment to get his off her head before looking him in the eyes, “Lan, I don’t have to say anything. When have I ever lied to you? When have I not told you that an outfit looked bad when it did? When have I not told you that a move you did in the race screwed you over when it did? When have I not told you you handled a situation badly when you did? I’ve always been up front with you. This is a hard track. You are not a failure, Lan. Nobody thinks that.”

He was quiet for a moment before pecking her lips, “Even though part of me is still beating myself up over this, knowing you’re proud of me helps it subside a bit.”

She smiled, kissing his cheek whilst still rubbing his hand, “Of course, I’m proud of you. Lan, I will always be proud of you. Even when you don’t give your all, I’m proud of you for being you. Fuck anybody who thinks different, you’ve got this. You have shown time and time again that you’ve got this. I’m sure you’ll give it your all tomorrow and you’ll continue to show just how much you’ve got this.”

His head fell to the side with a soft grin, “You think so?”

She brushed the hair around his face away, “Yes, I do think so. And, hey, even if you don’t, if you DNF, I’ll buy you your favorite ice cream and we’ll watch a sad movie, have a good cry. We can turn anything bad into something good.”

He laughed, “How is crying a good thing?”

She gave him a deadpanned look, “Baby, you love a good cry.”

He leaned into her as he giggled, “You’re right. You know me too well.”

She nodded, “I love you, don’t I?”

“I love you too. Thank you.” He whispered, kissing her lightly in fear of the cameras. He never told her often, but Y/n had the greatest ability to talk him out of his moments of self-doubt. Whether it was small or big, she always knew just the things to say to make him snap out of his anxieties. Her superpower, turning his frown upside down.

He wished he was as good as her at it, but she was Y/n, his favorite person, she did everything better than everybody.

He loved her for it, he lived for it, he continued for it.

He loved her, he lived for her, he continued for her.

And when they told him his lap times had been deleted, the weight didn’t feel as heavy. Her arm wrapped around the side of his body as they walked away and her whispers of reassurance in his ear, the lap time situation began to feel smaller.

He accredited it all to her. Her words worked wonders, but, if he was being honest, a small look sent his way from her would do the trick. He guessed it was how much he felt for her, how much of his happiness lay with her.

Under the Qatar Grand Prix lights, Lando found peace. When the reporters asked him how he was coping with the loss, he had the same response every time.

“Some time spent in the presence of my girlfriend will work wonders.”

[slvttyplum]

Requesting….Cum play w satoru…who cums a lot…cum…(pretty pls 😋)

satoru’s special talent when it came to sex was that he could cum a lot, he came inside and out and could go on for hours, it was maximum stamina for him, it was endless cum. 

as much as satoru loved to fill you to the brim with cum and watch it leak out of you while you whined for him to do it again, he also loved seeing it on your face and just all over your body in general.

the sight was special, his milk cum slowly leaking down your pretty face and into your tits while he came more into your stomach, while you just laid there taking it.

his cum was so warm and felt good, his little grunts whenever he would finish while looking at you hold your tongue out, your hands rubbing over his cum rubbing it down your chest and to your stomach.

slipping your fingers covered with his cum into your mouth sucking them clean, your tongue swirling around your fingers sliding in between them and swallowing it.

once he saw that your face, tits and stomach were all covered up, he would take his thumb and press down on the tip of your tongue and cum inside your mouth, making sure he got every drip out.

your eyes fluttering as you feel his cum squirt onto your cum, his taste melting onto your taste buds making your core tingle and your nipples hard, you didn’t care how it tasted, but his cum only made you want more. 

after he was done covering you with cum, he would fuck you until you were filled up, your stomach was hurting, and you were crying out for more, knowing you couldn’t take any more even if you tried. That's what he taught you. 

“look at you, my little cum slut.” making you ride him covered with cum so he could watch you make yourself cream on his dick, it made his chest warm and tingly knowing that it was you and no one else who could take his cum. 

no one else would be riding him with a smile on their face, cum dripping off their face, and stomach-interlocked fingers with him. it made him happy to hope that you loved him and could take him no matter what. 

“keep going until you’re leaking baby.” his eyes lighting up when he sees you bouncing faster, sounds of his cum and your fluid mixing together as your skin flashes against him. 

his hands holding your feet while your hands on his shoulder for stability so that you could go faster and squeeze the cum out of him, the way you rode him was like no other. 

your skin and his cum combining like a good lotion, you looked so good, it wasn’t just the fact that you were covered in cum, it was the fact that you look gorgeous covered in his cum. 

it was milky, like an icing, and you fit perfectly to have it covered all over you. your body bouncing up and down rapidly as your hands run over your breasts and stomach, rubbing it all over. 

the feeling of it on your hand made you feel good, your walls clenching around him as you cum and his tip squeezing more cum inside of you. 

his warm cum filling you up, this was a feeling you wish you could feel all day long.