#OHMY GOD THIS IS SO PERFECT

[h1mejoshi]

ohhuuggfhhghmhnnhnghhhhOYNGOFD

[mymarifae]

colorful palette is trying to kill me like actually

[madamechrissy]

Yandere Gojo

MDNI- explicit, overstimulation, cunnilingus, fingering, degradation, Satoru being freaky asf, jealous and obsessive

Gojo x fem reader

Gojo's POV

God just look at you, spread wide on his counter, all flushed from having cum all over his face, and fuck you tasted so good, you’re dripping down his chin. Now he’s watching his spit fall on this perfect cunt of yours, watching it drip down all clear, bubbly and sticky, mixing with the stupid amount of wetness drooling out between these puffy lips of yours.

He watches as it hits that tiny clit, just dripping, and he reaches down to spread it around, smirking as you look down at him, back arched, still in his huge shirt but he sees those nipples poking right out, sees your mouth loll open. He bends down then, spreading you even wider, finger running down and feeling that slick heat, before sinking one inside you, making you cry out again.

“Satoru!” Your name on his lips ignites a fire in him, and he’s so hard it physically hurts, he uses one hand to adjust himself in his boxers as the other hits that spot he’s found, the one that makes you tremble and whine. “Ohmy- Satoru!”

“Like that, little slut? Me fingering you right here?” You gasp when he hits your spot again, crooking his finger just so in your little gummy walls, so tight it’s hard for him to sink two in you, but you’re so wet you suck him in. “Right there, baby?”

“Y-yes. There. Oh my… cumm- cumming, fuck…” You’re gripping the edge of the counter so hard your little knuckles are white, your thighs trembling like crazy as he fucks you with two fingers, and you start soaking his hand down to his wrist, pulsing around them and making him groan.

But he’s not done with you, not by a long shot, not until you’re a writhing mess, not until he has you so sweaty and your hair so messy, not until you forget anyone but he exists. The thought of anyone ever inside of this perfect little pussy makes him want to fuck you until you can’t even remember your own name, much less anyone else’s, not when you’re all he can think of.

So Satoru licks up your sweet wetness, flicking his tongue on your clit and watching you fall apart under his licks, and he groans at how sweet you taste. “Satoru s'fucking good, ngh.”

He loves your slurring words, your hips rocking, he pulls back and adds a third finger, stretching you open and watching with rapt attention as your pussy takes him, so eager, so hungry, as you wince in pain, trying to grab at his wrists, but he smacks your little hand away.

“Too much, Toru… it’s too much ah! Please…”

“Who is Suguru, baby?” He whispers, and your eyes roll back when he fucks you with those three fingers, whining and gripping at nothing.

“My ex, he’s my ex. I’m not with him. Please!” He laughs then, shaking his head, and your glazed over eyes meet his, your hips jerking up as you pour wetness down onto his hand again, dripping on the counter.

“Not good enough, not even close.” He huffs, and then he’s got them all the way inside you.

Satoru watches as you are moaning and whining, and that’s what he loves, the way you sound so desperate. He's eating the vision of you up and burning it in his brain as he stretches you beyond your means with those three fingers, and you start bucking up into his hand, your breaths coming in ragged pants as he fucks you faster, harder, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

“Cum again, brat, I know you can. You’re so easy, aren’t you?” You just whine, mumbling incoherently, and he starts shoving up your shirt, hand pressing on your soft tummy, making more pressure. “Say it.”

“I’m easy, I’m so easy! Mnh!” Fuck you’re sexy, god he can’t even handle those words, that face, the feeling of your walls clenching him. He can’t wait to cum inside of you, the thought has him leaking through his boxers and his pajamas, a wet spot forming as he dreams of slipping inside.

“That’s right, you’re fucking slutty for me, baby. Cum again, let me feel it.” And he bites down on your plush thigh, just enough to leave a mark, and your eyes roll back as you do exactly that, cumming all over his hand again, your cunt contracting around his fingers so tight it’s like a vice.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Satoru !” Your voice is hoarse from screaming, and he loves it, he loves that he’s the one making you feel like this, that he’s the one you’re begging for now. He pulls his fingers out, watching them glisten with your juices, and brings them up to his mouth, licking them clean, watching you watch him do it with a hazy look of desire.

You taste so good. Like honey. He can never get enough now.

From my messy smut story- Fractured Desires- Masterlist (Tumblr)

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[meo-eiru]

It's kinda sad tbh!! Knowing that Elian is literally nothing without his looks,, literally feeling unwelcomed or invalidated to anything if you aren't pretty enough it's literally everything to him I so agree w the person analyzing him !!! But what I am curious about though is his darling. What if darling were to be the same? Like also pretty co-dependent, self destructive, etc. Or what if they were to find joy in just.. Idk!! Sadist stuff , since he literally revolves around them. I think a darling who's also almost the exact same as him would be interesting, literally two people destroying each other what if one went away? Etc etc. I love angst ohmy. Or what if darling was the exact opposite? A good life, successful, basically everything he doesn't have. Would he be jealous or worship them?? What if darling just idk uses him as a trophy and stuff,, or basically neglects him, what if darling were to get angry easily? At him, maybe. Saying how useless he is and all. What if darling was bipolar?? Σ(゜゜) I love toxic relationships like how they turn out and how it effects the people in it especially YK the vampire yandere since it's literally just self destruction,, STOP THAT REMINDS ME WHAT IF VAMPIRE YANS DARLING WERE ALSO LIKE A PEOPLE PLEASER? giving all their blood to him with no complaint,, like very insistent yk, like almost the exact replica of him. Backflips away

Elias character analyses

Oh god all of these scenarios sound so delicious I don’t know where to start.

I love the idea of a darling who is similar to him nature. As obsessed with him as he is with them, being co-dependent together.

Elias loves being loved by you. Your affection is what makes him feel alive. He wants you to call him pretty and cherish him. Choose clothes for him and praise him like a doll who exists to be loved by you.

But he’s just so very insecure, he believes you could abandon him very easily so he experiences very aggressive jealousy fits. So a darling who’s equally obsessed with him sounds like it could balance things out. One that keeps their eye on him all the time, one that love bombs him constantly.

But as sweet as it sounds too much of anything is unhealthy. I’m afraid that co-dependance might break them both in the long run. Elias will probably want more and more no matter how much love you give him. Once he gets used to receiving your love he’ll probably start fearing that it’s some sort of momentary happiness and you could disappear at any moment. He’ll be paranoid. He might push you into quitting your job and staying with him inside the house 24/7 because any moment he’s not in contact with you makes him anxious.

But what if darling keeps pouring in love without getting tired? What if they are ok with giving up on everything just to spoil Elias? I think they will be happy. They will be very happy in fact. But I feel like they’ll be happy in the way drunk people are. It’s like a daze, an impossibly perfect dream. Elias might slowly start to lose the small amount of humanity he has and become completely doll like. Just a soulless, endless black hole of a creature that’ll take and take and take all the love you give him.

A sadistic (and probably rich) darling who uses him like some sort of trophy is also fun. He’s like a pretty accessory for them to carry around, like a handbag. I feel like for a long long time Elias would do everything in his power to please them. He would perfect his appearance to insane levels. He exists to be pretty for you, to elevate your standing, he can’t risk ever being imperfect in the public eye because it would damage you as well. And Elias wants you to be proud of him, he wants you to tell him you are proud of him and that he’s the most beautiful thing you own.

But maybe instead you put him down. You damage his ego to keep him where he is. Prevent him from trying to climb up to your level. Maybe you think he should stay the way he is, a thing that exists to make you look better. He’s beautiful and that’s all he should be.

But Elias is pretty crazy at the end of the day. He can only take it for so long. Elias is very petty and he wants you to love him.

At one point it infuriates him. You are so perfect. You are so successful in life, you are loved by people, you are beautiful, you are amazing, you are just so… perfect. And Elias doesn’t want that. The fact that you have everything he doesn’t, the fact that everyone else gets to see your perfectness, the way you put him down no matter how hard he tries.

Maybe you could love him if he pulled you down to his level.

He might start some gossips about you. He might lie about your business practices or some dating scandal. He might use his pretty face to act like a victim who was abused by you. And once you lose your money, your power, your status, your everything… Elias will welcome you back with open arms. You also have nothing now, just like him. Surely you can love him with all your heart now?

I forgive you but I don’t know if Elias will😔

[ohbabydollie]

maybe i have been watching/reading too many period pieces but i’m kinda digging the whole forbidden love trope

like imagine princess reader and peasant schlatt (or vice versa) and they are so incredibly in love but they can’t let anybody know

OHMY GOD I JS GOT REMINDED OF A LITTLE THING I WROTE BACK IN MIDDLE SCHOOL N ILL USE IT HERE OMG

in your kingdom, alcohol was to say the least, taboo for royalty, it was a “peasant drink” and strictly forbidden for you.

you could never get a drink which would be fine if you didn’t have the curiosity to taste it. you just wanted a sip or two, not too crazy or anything.

you had gotten fed up one night, so you had waited until everyone in the castle had fallen asleep and snuck out. you had made sure to completely hide yourself and your identity, wearing peasant clothes and a large black cloak as you walked through the streets to a tavern.

for the first time, you had truly experienced freedom, drinking beer after beer and flirting with the handsome tavern keeper who kept on offering you free drinks.

somehow you had ended up drunk and in his house as he tried to sober you up.

he gently patted your back and held your hair as you threw up into the toilet. he brought you water and whatever else you needed to go through your first time drunk.

somehow, that had only helped make it a weekly occurrence.

you would visit the bar once a week, getting drunk and flirting with the keeper you had soon learned was schlatt. he told you how he had inherited the tavern from a wizard that lost to him in a gamble and decided to keep it.

he only spruced up the place a little and added drinks. you were interested in his stories and how he got to experience the world while you remained within the walls of your kingdom, never even getting to step close to the borders, but how you dreamed of it.

you were almost tempted to run away with him, to leave your life behind and run far away from the world you had long gotten bored of, a world full of manners and being proper, being perfect.

around schlatt you never had to be perfect, you could laugh and choke on drinks from how hard you laughed, you could get drunk and have fun.

the world you had grown so used to could wither and fade, become nothing and you wouldn’t care less as long as schlatt was there. he could ask you to leave everything you’ve ever known behind and go travel the world with him and you’d do it in a heartbeat.

you would go seeking adventure and joy, living life underneath the stars and skies. you could see the world.

but you knew you couldn’t.

your loyalties lie in ruling the kingdom, that’s what’s been engraved into you since you were born. you couldn’t humiliate your family by running off with a tavern keeper, despite it feeling right in your heart, you knew it would humiliate your family for generations to come.

you knew it would break their hearts if you up and left. not just that but the ridicule they would receive for their only daughter had chosen to elope with a peasant, much less one that sells alcohol.

you could leave with schlatt, never to be seen again and to enjoy your life as your heart desired, but if you did, it would be at the cost of your family.

so you would rather stick with sneaking out in the middle of the night, the secret kisses when no one else is around, the secrecy of schlatt’s home and what happens behind closed doors over permanently damaging your family.

while your kingdom could wither and die, your heart must, in order to help it prosper, to help the people you were born to protect.

it is what you must do

that doesn’t mean a stolen kiss or two can’t help your heart prosper

even just a little

[fanaura]

eye-opening part 3 ≋ ▫ᵒᴼᵒ▫▫·(nsfw)

part 1

part 2

neteyam x omaticayan!reader - in neteyam's POV

synopsis: neteyam and y/n's tension finally come to a head

content warnings: explicit sexual content, loving neteyam putting her pleasure over himself, characters are aged up ofc, roughly 1.2k words

The kiss roused something in me. My mind rushed and my stomach was bouncing around inside me, making me feel sick with excitement The feeling of her bottom teeth slightly grazing my lip. It was desperate, yearning. Slow. So painfully slow and so electrifyingly good. It was waves crashing down in a storm, a blazing fire burning through my viens, warming my body and gnawing at my conciousness. I was more awake than I had ever been.

Her fingers were in my hair, her lips on mine. My tongue pressed at her sealed lips, asking for permission like someone knocking on a door, asking to be let in. The moan she let out when she opened for me made my arms around her waist tighten in response. I groaned. I was afraid to let go. Afraid that if I let up even marginally, she would slip away in an instant, leaving my soul empty like a home destroyed.

We ended up kneeling on the soft ground, both of us trembling in restraint. We were chained by ourselves, by each other, not wanting to rush it. I put both my hands on the hollow of her neck and pulled back. Her eyes were glazed with something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. I gulped, mouth so dry, wanting her lips back on mine.

“Are you… sure?” I asked, chest heaving. My arms and shoulders were tense, trying to distract myself from the hardness that was forming below. I wanted to - no, had to - know she wanted it as much I did. And god- I wanted it so bad it hurt. She gave me a soft smile that I was everything I needed to know, confirming it with a breathless “yes. I’m sure.” I dipped my head, placing tentative kisses along her neck and collarbone, not really knowing what I was doing, but from the purrs and hums coming from y/n’s beautiful mouth, I guessed I wasn’t doing too bad a job.

With my hand on the small of her back, I guided her down so she was lying on the ground, making sure she was comfortable as I planted my arms on either side of her, trailing kisses down her body. I rose up a little bit, slowly untying the cloth covering her breasts, chucking it away lightly. She slightly arched her back off the ground, she was so breathtaking I was dizzy. I kissed her again, this time leaving kisses all the way down her body until I reached her loincloth. I looked up at her from my position, a silent question in my eyes. She nodded, and the small piece of fabric was gone in a second.

I needed to take a second. Just to look at her. I couldn’t believe she was real. I am convinced Eywa has sculpted every aspect about her to be perfect. Not just to me, but to anyone and everyone that is blessed to be near her. Her slender naked body shone in the vibrant light of the flora and fauna, and I couldn’t help but feel like she was letting me in on a secret, a piece of information she kept that only I was now allowed to know. It is new to both of us, this moment we share, the things we feel. It feels right. It feels like… home.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you. All week, you were all that filled my mind,” I said, my mouth to her dripping pussy. My first instinct is to lick all of her juices up, to lick her clean. It seems right, so I do exactly that.

“Is this okay?” I asked, continuing my work while grabbing her thighs and putting them over my shoulders, settling down into a comfortable position.

“ohmy- Neteyam,” she moans, her hands diving into my hair and gripping the braids.

“I’ll take that as a yes, then” I chuckled, continuing to work my tongue on the outer of her sex, dragging long swipes down her centre, then smaller ones.

I experiment. I decide that the way my girl jerks and trembles when I play with the small bud at the apex of her thighs is a good thing, so I continue to work with that, sucking it into my mouth and swirling circles around it, watching for her reaction. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she cried out. I smirked in growing confidence.

Her moans are like music to my ears, I can’t get enough. I palm one of her breasts in my right hand, her nipple peaked and hard against it. I move the same hand to where my tongue is, except I use my index finger to enter the wet hole at my face. Her gasp is loud, and becomes a moan directly after. Good, I was worried I was I was hurting her. Her hips undulate, rocking back and forth as I move my fingers inside of her and used my tongue on her clit, begging - demanding - more.

I speed up. More and more by the second, causing my girl to yelp and bite her own hand, to which I grab and pull away. “Don’t hold back, let me hear it,” her face was knotted together pleasure taking over her features as I kept going. She bit her bottom lip, hard, before crying out her satisfaction, choking and gasping on her own gratification.

“That’s it, you’re so wet. Only for me.”

“Shut up,” she huffed in gasping breaths, her whole body tense, grip locked in my hair. The small hurt sent pleasure to the already rock hard bulge under my loincloth, throbbing. The muscles in her neck strained as she scratched her nails down my back.

“F-faster,” she stuttered, her stomach convulsing. I went as fast as I could, pumping in and out of her with my fingers, tongue working in tandem.

“Neteyam!!” she yelped, shaking as she reached the pinnacle of pleasure, reaching her high. I slowed down, lapping up every bit of liquid she gave me, desperate for her, for anything she was willing to give me.

She lay there, panting, and I forced myself to move away from her swollen pussy, coming up so I was eye-level with her face. I kissed her, long and deep, while she still shivered underneath me. She watched me, her eyes still hazy with lingering desire.

“Neteyam. I want you,” She whispered in my ear, kissing my jaw, the crook of my neck, my damp chest.

I grinned, “slow down, my girl. I am yours and you are mine. We have all the time in the world,” I lightly brushed my lips against hers, feeling her cool breath, her face glowing like our moons in eclipse.

“I see you,” she said quiety. My heart ached with all the love in her voice, at how much she cared.

“I see you,” I replied. I was a full troph of water, overflowing with the affection I had felt for so long, that was always there, in the background, persisting around me and my soul like a promise.

We were made for each other. My home, my solace, my release in amongst the madness. Nothing and no one could get in between us. Not now, not ever.

taglist: @fluloa @slxttedjakesullyenthusiast @s1enn409

[plistommy]

What do you think about omega!Steve who has a big falling out with his parents and moves in with his asshole, working class boyfriend who's gonna ruin his life (according to Steve's parents)- but meanwhile Steve and Billy are happily decorating their trailer and fucking like bunnies and talking about having kids once they've saved up some money. And once every couple of weeks Steve comes across his parents at the store or on the street and he just always looks soo happy🤭

”Oh my god, put it in already!” Steve whined as he arched his back, presenting himself to his alpha who was hurriedly opening his belt buckle after getting home from work.

Steve had been waiting for his boyfriend for hours, decorating their newly shared trailer cute and homey with their stuff. He still couldn’t believe he was actually away from his awful parents and living with Billy. His alpha.

He had gotten horny after he had tried to take a little nap, but smelled his alphas scent on their messy bed from the night before instead and soon enough he was fingering himself.

It was like his prayers were answered because he heard the door open and Billy’s heavy scent filled the place.

And now he was here, begging for the other’s knot as Billy finally got his dick out and pushed it into his waiting hole with one smooth thrust.

”Y-yes! Alphaaaa!” Steve’s eyes rolled back into his head as Billy started a brutal pace, grabbing the omega’s thick ass.

”Fuck, baby, was thinking about fucking you the whole day. Missed you, missed this ass…” Billy purred as he threw his head back, blond curls sticking to the back of his neck.

Billy slapped Steve’s ass, loving the way it jiggled whenever he thrusted in and out of the other’s perfect body.

”Ohmy…goddd, Billy! Breed me!” Steve cried, droll dripping to their covers as he couldn’t help how his tongue rolled out.

”Oh fuck fuck fuck!” The alpha cursed as he picked up the pace, moving his strong arms around Steve’s waist to get him closer, to get his dick deeper into the other’s tight body.

The knot started to tug into the omegas hole, making them both moan desperately and soon enough, it popped and filled the omega full.

Steve loved how it felt.

”Shit, Baby, you’re perfect.” Billy moaned, coming to kiss his omegas perfect lips as their bodies were tied now.

”Uh-huh…” was all Steve could get out and it made his alpha chuckle. He felt soft kisses on the back of his neck and soon teeth on his mating mark.

It made him shudder.

They laid there for a while, both coming down from their highs as they cuddled closely.

”How was work?” Steve got out and his hoarse voice got them both laughing.

”Good, pretty boy. But not as good as coming home to my beautiful omega.”

Steve blushed and rolled his eyes playfully.

”Yeah, yeah… I bet.” He grinned.

Billy smiled down at him, blue eyes so pretty and full with love as he pushed Steve’s sweaty bangs away.

”I see you decorated the place. I love it.” Billy looked around, eyes lingering on the picture of the two of them on their nightstand. ”You definitely have the eyes for a home.”

It made Steve smile, the omega in him purring with happiness that his alpha was happy with him.

”Even better for the future, for the pups…” he said, loving how Billy’s eyes grew a little wide.

”Yeah?” Billy moved closer ”Wanna have pups?”

Steve gave the other a small peck on the lips ”Definitely. Not yet, but, someday…”

Billy kissed him back, deepening it a little until he pulled away with Steve’s flushed face.

”Can’t wait to knock you up. Make you full of pups, so round and sexy…” Billy started and ooooh yeah.

They were going at it again.

—

”Steve?”

Steve turned around, big brown eyes focusing on his mother. She looked pretty, she always was, but tired as her hands were full of groceries Steve knew his asshole of a father never wanted to carry.

He was the worst alpha. But his mother wasn’t a good omega either.

They were not good people. They hated him the second they found out he was omega and that they couldn’t fix the ’problem’. Ever since then the loving parents he had for the first twelve years were gone.

Steve hated them.

He put down the magazine he had been looking at and turned to his mother fully, slowly looking her up and down.

”Mrs. Harrington”

He loved the way his mother’s eyes twitched.

They were silent for a while and Steve was already about to just walk off and leave her there to stand like an idiot, but then she opened her mouth.

”You look.. happy.” His mother stated.

Oh, really?

Steve wanted to laugh.

”Oh, I am. I’m so happy. I have a beautiful house, a beautiful boyfriend.” He grinned ”I’ve never been this happy. Everything’s perfect. My alpha is perfect.”

He didn’t miss the small frown on his mother's face at the mention of Billy. His parents never agreed with him about his alpha, always called him names and that he was going to ruin Steve’s life even more than it already was after he had presented as an omega.

Their words, not his.

But oh were they so wrong.

”Steven—”

”Don’t!” He snapped, shutting her up which even surprised him a little, but his confidence just grew.

”I have to go before my alpha comes back home. He misses me a lot.” Was all he said before walking away, leaving his mother behind.

He didn’t need to tell her what he was doing, but knowing how his mother never got that type of love from his father, he knew it was a low blow. And his mother deserved every bit of it.

Fuck her. Fuck his dad.

Steve was so happy.

And he knew he had made the right choice when he laid in his alphas strong arms later that night, talking about their future and how someday, they were gonna have a house full of little nuggets running around.

Steve had never felt so in love.

[huelovening]

video game lover

huening kai x reader

summary: just playing animal crossing with your boyfriend, going on a difficult hunt 🫶

wc: 448

as soon as you saw the thought bubble on your ugly villagers head, you immediately rushed to call your boyfriend.

"kai. we have a hunt to go on."

it's been longer than an hour now and the villager hunt was not as successful as one would expect, kai was once again forced to timeskip so you could villager hunt at the same time.

"how come you keep getting cute villagers and you don't even keep them? that's so unfair." you complained, laying in your boyfriends arm, switch equipped in your hands, as you desperately watch your character go through the gates of the airport countless times.

"they dont match my island's aesthetic, i want ione." he made known, which only resulted in him receiving a small kick from you. "i want problems like that"

you took a small look on his switch, watching him walk through the mile island just to find... the blue squirrel, ione. he jumped up, screaming (or laughing, no one knows) at his success. your boyfriend tries to kiss you but you quickly dodged it, exclaiming "you don't deserve that right now, i swear to god you will not get a kiss until i find my new cute villager." of course, he whined at that but he understood your sorrow, animal crossing is no joke.

"bro i think this is my 43th mile ticket or something" you groaned, "did you just call me br-" before he could finish that you rush to interrupt him with a kiss on the cheek, which he only giggles at. you sighed desperately, as you left another island, without finding any future villager potential.

"kai can you cuddle me tighter? this is my last ticket i need your luck.." you mumbled.

he quickly provides that wish for you, "you dont have to tell me twice." you immediately feel the comfort of his warmth surrounding you, and you feel an overwhelming determination entering your body, you're going to succeed. the familiar dodo airlines screen makes itself know on your display, you softly squeeze kai's arm, nervosity taking over. you explore the island, looking for the animal. "oh my god, oh my god" you're left staring at the screen "IT'S MARINA" you smile brightly and kai is sure, that he didn't even see you smile like that when he asked you out. "this is all because of you. i love you i love you ohmy god" you kissed him twice on the cheek and countless times on his perfect lips. "what can i say? i'm your good luck charm" he smugly replies. "yeah, i could have used you the first 42 times."

still, he's your favorite villager hunting partner after all.

[depressedtheatrekiddo]

Started reading Blue Beetle (2006) so here are my thoughs while I read !! <3

(spoilers below the cut!! Includes issues from 1 to 4!!)

+ "Guys don't hit girls" "Fathers do" SHE DIDN'T HESITATE I'LL KISS THE EARTH SHE WALKS ON (I'll kiss her too if she gave me one chance) AND THEN GO KILL HER DAD

+ "I don't need a babysitter!" "No, she needs medication" Jaime is the old sibling representation I deserve frfr (my guy is fighting for his life next issue and all he thinks about is about Mili taking his room 🧍🏻)

+ KLINGON!!! BRENDA I LOVE YOU!!! They're the best best friends to ever best friend!!!

+ Gross in a sibling-ly way GROSS (crossing my fingers because if they end together Istg I'll kill someone)

+ whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthef— A YEAR A WHOLE YEAR?????

+ "He wouldn't scare Milagro" right on the oldest sibling issues, you didn't have the right to hurt me that much Sra Reyes 😭😭 (Does she conserve her own surname? Or Reyes is hers too?)

+ JAIME'S DAD EXPLAINING HIM ALL (pulling the "perfect image" you create when you grieve and all that Jason Todd core is that what I hear) THAT AND THEN "you're my son"

+ "why do you wear a cane dad?" I'm gonna receive a classic uncle Ben am I not?

+ HE !! DOESN'T !! ACTUALLY !! KNOW !! HOW !! TO !! FIGHT !! (I love him already)

+ THE OLD MAN HIT BRENDA TO DEATH REMEMBER WHAT I SAID AT THE BEGINNING?? YEAH WELL AS PACO SAID GOOD RIDDANCE BAD TRASH I'm really happy he died :D

+ BRENDA I MISSED YOU SO MUCH <33333 (I've known her thirty minutes ago)

+ "that's fot making me worry" girl I got worried thinking about the classic kiss that always comes after that phrase thanks the gods it didn't happen 🙏

+ HER AUNT IS LA DAMA??? I mean cool, let's see how it goes(?)

+ BABS!! BABS??? BABS???!!!! ORACLE 💖💞

+ ALSO this panel BAIDGWJSJ

Me knowing nothing about birds of prey except who are on it (should I get on it? Recs?):

+ I only have something to say about this panel, a very simple word. Girlfriends.

+ Thanks gods at least Brenda's aunt will kill that older guy if he keeps being a pedophile 🫶

+ What is he even saying. (I really don't understand anything he says and it's not cause English is not my first language I assure you) I hate him UGHHH

+ THEY WERE HAVING A BEAUTIFUL MOMENT MISTER STOP RIGHT NOW 😭😭 ("Jaime knows how to make people feel better" ohmy <3)

+ Bro. TLOTR reference?? 🤨

+ "What dya mean we won't damage nature" "Nature is about to damage me" I don't know Jaime, Khaji made a pretty good point (this shit is golden I love this comic I think)

+ lmaooo Brenda and Paco shitting on the pedophile

+ Have I said I love my guy? I love him <3

[ghostofashina]

I'm reading your fanfics right now and I really needed to tell you: thank you so fucking much.

Not only are your fanfics everything, but your notes are also delightful. And then I saw your art! You're making Messmer/Godwyn art as well! And I'm so diwndiwndjsn insane about them right now (I've been calling them God's Mess, because that's pretty much what they are), but anyway! I should probably go back there and leave you comments, but I don't think comments are enough to explain how much I'm enjoying your fanfics. xoxo

Ohmy 👉👈 you just made me blush lajdkaksks

Gosh, it's so good to share this obsession with someone else. They are such a good pairing and brings a very cool dynamic. There's the angst, the hate, the love, the comfort... I could talk about them all day and night, so to have someone with me in this it feels amazing.

God's Mess is just so perfect for all the chaos lakslaksks

Thank you so much for reading, really glad you liked it ✨

LET'S UNITE IN SIN FOR THE NEW HYPERFIXATION!!!! 🤝🤝

[until-another-one-comes]

I suddenly have the urge to Genderbend the tnmn characters now, it’s my own AU and might be loosely inspired by /joydoesathing’s genderbend AU.

For some reason I imagine Francine (lady Francis) having Bloberta’s voice claim while Angusina (lady Angus) having Dottie’s voice from Moral Orel respectively.

OHHH YES genderbending is always fun!

Off topic but I'm honestly so gay for joydoesathing's version of fem!steven-

That actually does fits her! Just very tired but also 'sick of your bullshit' type voice. Also divorcecore type voice AM I MAKING SENSE HERE-

OHMY GOD DOTTIE'S VOICE FOR FEM!ANGUS IS PERFECT she sounds like a lady who would hound someone to buy her products 😭

[lesbian-salamander]

callie splatoon is so perfect btw. she's genuinely so so well written like ohmy god especially her backstory for why she went to octavio/got hypnotized

[journey-to-the-attic]

sorry but i'm so ILL over zhaolu like 😭😭 someone give the anon who started this a gold star because ohmy GOD they GET IT, the perfect partner for lucifer WOULD be a single father, ESPECIALLY one like zhao, GOD

abyway pls spare zhaolu hcs 🥲 🤲 (if u have time of course!!)

i will ALWAYS make time for my favourite silly men, please take these!!

they're both overworkers who hate seeing the other overwork themselves, so in the beginning they're both constantly reminding with each other to stop working so much, while simultaneously working too much

zhao thinks lucifer has it harder because he sucks at paperwork so he can't fathom having to do that much; lucifer thinks zhao has it harder because he cannot imagine doing all that housework while simultaneously wrangling his brothers, even if he's good at it

lucifer is always telling zhao off for doing all the household chores for his younger brothers, because they will absolutely take advantage of his willingness to help if they've got something else to be doing

the only exception is satan, who determinedly does his share of the chores and scolds the others when they try pawning theirs off on the poor guy

belphie does do it as well but he always feels super bad afterwards

(zhao acting as stepdad to satan and belphie especially has now become canon To Me if you haven't noticed yet)

one time they accidentally swapped glasses but somehow didn't notice, even though zhao's eyesight is significantly worse than lucifer's

zhao has this problem where his blood pressure drops like a ROCK if he goes too long without eating, but he's usually very good about managing it. keyword being usually: one time he lost track and passed out because he stood up too fast

this has never happened since because lucifer (though he was very good at hiding it at the time) panicked so hard that the incident is burnt into his memory and now he's hyper-vigilant about it

it's kind of ironic that this is lucifer's first relationship and zhao's second, given a demon vs human lifespan

lucifer's not really sure how to feel about it. on the one hand, the idea of ik's mother coming back into the picture does make him seethe a little bit, but on other, he trusts that zhao wouldn't be with him if he hadn't fully moved on

i've mentioned before that zhao doesn't realise he's bi until he's in the devildom - to elaborate on that, at first he was just like "woa...... handsome men" and thought it was a completely normal thing. you know, just appreciating good looks when you see it

then the handsome men started being good with his daughter and he was like "...wait a minute"

now zhao thinks his husband is the most beautiful man in the entire world, and while this is heightened by, yknow, love, it's also true that lucifer's just an objectively good-looking guy

meanwhile he considers himself very plain by comparison, and is he is indeed pretty average by societal standards

HOWEVER. if you're into the pathetic shabby dad look. which lucifer is, apparently. he might just be the hottest guy you've ever met

lucifer did not realise he had a type before this

particularly in the early stages of their relationship, the others learn not to let either of them talk for too long interrupted in council meetings because they just start staring at each other and not doing any work

zhao has a habit of accidentally doing something kind of suggestive without thinking of how they could be taken - one time he undid the first few buttons on lucifer's shirt because he was worried about him being uncomfortable in that formal getup, and lucifer thought about it for the ENTIRE rest of the day

i think lucifer in general is just so.... hang on i need to look some stuff up in urban dictionary

down bad? is that the term?? anyway we all know what he's like in-game so. yeah that's elevated here

anyway zhao's accidentally made a habit of calling him 'good boy' and lucifer has to physically restrain himself every time lol

[d-dalladalla]

may i request olivia hye x reader where g!p olivia hye and reader are room mates (lets pretend loona still lives in one dorm) . one late night they were having sex and then suddenly they hear the other members just outside the room so they try their best to stay quiet..bonus points if they end up failing miserably from how good it felt

<3

A/N: this is so hot ohmy god

Hyeju really wasted no time when it came to you, in every way and having the both of you be roommates was the best decision she ever made.

She was already balls deep in your sopping cunt, your eyes rolled back, mouth wide and drooling as she draped her body over yours, her sweaty chest stuck to your back, her toned arms showing no sign of giving out as she held herself up. Her thighs separating yours and keeping them spread, ass up and head down and your back in that perfect arch she loved so much.

she leaned her head down, lips just ghosting over the shell of your ear, you could practically hear her smirk, her eyes hooded and dark as she filled your tight pussy over and over again. Her hips slapped yours over and over again. The sound bounced off the walls and surely leaked through the gaps in the door and out into the dorm.

"God, I love your pussy so much baby girl." she husked, hot breath warming your ear and sending a shiver down your spine and a high-pitched whine left your lips. Her cock stretched your walls and constricted again whenever she pulled out, over and over again.

"Baby, please go faster...harder," you begged, hands coming back to grip at her thighs as she fucked you, fingernails leaving deep crescent-shaped scars. She chuckled and without warning, her thrusts became harsher. You could feel her precum start to leak out, filling you up and leaking out onto the sheets and you started to get impossibly wetter.

Your high-pitched wails and moans and her low groans and mumbles muxed together but Hyeju suddenly froze her movements at the sound of loud footsteps outside her door, a sudden conversation between your shared members coming through the door, panic and guilt eating at your heart and you were ready to move away and hesitantly pull yourself off her cock.

But she stopped you, body draping over yours once again, arms circling yours and hips keeping yours pinned to the bed. Her thrusts picked up again and harder than before, trying her best to muffle her grunts and biting her lip, her hand coming up to your mouth and slipping two fingers in, your tongue swirling instantly around them and suddenly.

She tried her best to keep silent but the both of you failed, her grunts getting louder and so did your moans, and the sudden silence from the other side of the door when Hyeju let out a particularly loud moan and multiple praises of your name as she emptied into you, your own orgasm earning a loud whine from your lips and the footsteps became further and further away.

Dinner would surely be very uncomfortable later.

[sugar-omi]

I HATE TO SAY IT BUT I LITERALLY DID WIN. OHMY GOD. give it like four more dates and a couple more hours of charged sexual tension and the backshots are gonna sound like the storming of bastille

SO. MY SHIRT CAME OFF.

and even though saro's fond of blasting the ac like he should be blasting this ass it's so . WARM??? IN THE ROOM????? and i'm still shivering anyway because GOLLY,.,, ESPECIALLY WHEN SARO'S HANDS PRACTICALLY MAGNETIZE TO THE GIRLS. FULL PALM. NOT A SINGLE INTENTION OF BUDGING.

i regret to inform you that i crumbled. folded. was on my lawn chair timing. NOT TO MENTION ARCHIE WAS STILL FEELING UP MY THIGHS BUT LIKE. HIS HAND GLIDED UP TO THE WAISTBAND OF MY SWEATS AND GAVE A TUG. A T U G ... HOLY SHIT??? and im literally reeling. i cant breathe.

i dont take them off (YET) but archie's hands find saro's shirt, and he gives the edge of it a little tug. when saro pulls his mouth off of me to look at him, archie grins and puts on a pleading face that both amused me and had something NOT EVEN PURRING. IT WAS REVVING

he looks up, and in a PERFECT imitation of how saro was moments before, he murmurs, "please?"

OHH MY GODD STOP IT!!!!!! ASDFGHJKL IM GOING TO CHOKE ON MY CEREAL. THE SHIRT. THE ENGINE. THE PLEADING. THE GROPING. THE BEING TUG IN VERY DIRECTION AND HAVING EVERY 5 SENSE FULL OF THEM.

also being in your lawn chair era is so real. i'd be laid out like a rug. RUN! THRU! ME!!!!!

[viatrix-glow]

AAAAAAAA SIERRA SIERRA SIERRA IM CRYINNG READING YOUR TAGS OH MY GODD IM SOSOSOOO HAPPY YOU LIKED THE GIFT THAT MUCH !!!!!!!!! AND YOU EVEN PINNED THE FIC IM 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 ILY ILY ILYYYY <333 ive probably made more research for this fic than all my other fics combined bc i wanted it to be perfect for you, and especially on the flower language part, so it means everything to me that you liked it that much!!!!!!!! AND ALFJSKDJJD OF COURSE OF COURSE IT WOULD BE MORE THAN OKAY IF YOU WANT TO MAKE ART FOR IT???? I LOVE YOUR ART SOSOOO MUCH ID BE ABSOLUTELY HONORED IF YOU DID SOMETHING FOR IT OHMY GOD

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH THAT MEANS TO ME!!!!!!!!! IM SO HONORED AND OVERJOYED TO HAVE WRITING FROM U i was so excited when i saw the notification pop up i was literally on the bus on my way home and in my head i went “OH MY GOD IT WAS MIKI”

it was absolutely perfect i will treasure it forever and ever 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖💖 AND YAAAAAY YIPPEEE THANK YOU!! i can’t promise anything cause ill be honest i haven’t been drawing lately but this makes me really want to try again !!!!!! i hope i can make it as perfect as the fic!!!!