#OMFG yesssss

[beeduoo]

will he burn down the kitchen

[thescribblings]

OMFG THE TABLET JUST ARRIVED

I AM HOLDING IT :])

So overwhelmed by excitement rn-

HAVE NICE DAY! <3<3

[samskaterguy]

WAS NO ONE GOING. TO. TELL. ME???????

I. NEED. THEM. ALL.

[xx-justsomeguy-xx]

BRO TIGHNARI FROM STANDARD SHDKSHAKSHAJA

[lil-artist-blog-fandoms-ocs]

It's Valentine's day today! And the second post for the event, where you guys chose Moonshine! (Check out this post for details)

Still not feeling like your usual self after what happened, you tell Moonshine that you'd love some company.

You got yourself a drink, then the two of you waltzed for a while. You talk about pretty much everything there is in the world. As time goes by, your conversations become deeper and more personal. They're still light-hearted and you feel comfortable.

You ask if he was that someone that fate had prepared for you. He just chuckles and simply says "Maybe".

You have a wonderful time.

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Make sure to vote in the next poll!

[hearts444karma]

hihiii!! if your request are open, could i request a nsfw (or fluffy) oneshot with shu x reader x sonny? theyre both my oshis and so when i heard of the collab i almost explodeddd (ﾉ´∀｀*)

「　𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 ！」　☆彡 18+ content

shu yamino x fem!reader x sonny brisko. ⟆ nsfw + 3some, blowjob, boobjob. ⟆

💌 : OMFG YESSSSS TWIN!! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!! i cannot tell you how many times i've played this song!! BABY I DONT EVER WANNA STOP 🫠😩😩 100 DEGREES, ME ON MY KNEES??? 👏LET 👏 THEM👏 TAKE 👏 A BITEEEE 👏 DHKFSVHUNIJCE WE EATTING GOOD || stuff some of my hc's in (bratty dom shu + softie sani <33) and put some of the lyrics in..

the two crawl closer. sonny meets you at your front, happily kissing your hands as he draws them around his neck. shu takes the open angle to fit his hard-on against your ass, hands filling in your hips with the same passion his lips appreciate your shoulders with. his mouth spirals into your hair, then your neck, searing your ass backward and into his pelvis. you’re kissed on the lips by sonny’s god-crafted pecks, dipping in and out to brush his lips against yours. they can both kiss well. you know all of your fantasies are going to come true by how they're manhandling you.

so you moan. you let it all out, letting them know how much you wanted it, mewling, whining, and groaning. and you want it like you’ve never wanted anything more in your life. you want sonny’s cum to paint your chest, and you want shu inches inside of you. you want to be made love to, fucked and used. judging by how you’re kissed, that's what they want too.

sonny tongues your teeth. he gets braver as you go, groaning into your mouth, muttering things between kisses. you dig your fingers into his fluffy hair and drag him in for more. he’s enjoying himself so much that he’s humming, which makes you want to get on your knees and hum around his dick like that. adorable.

meanwhile, shu’s getting tired of being ignored. his kisses are joined by harsh bites, and his hands smooth up from your hips to your chest in circles, squeezing your breasts in each hand. the feel of the fabric isn’t enough for him, though, because he quickly forces his hands up your bra and over your chest. sonny’s wide palms join his, squeezing and massaging your tits.

“beautiful,” he murmured, “you’re so beautiful.”

you give him a longer, sweeter kiss for the comment, which is the last straw for shu. sonny is nuzzling your cheek with his nose one second, and shu is shoving his tongue into your mouth the next. you moan, but he only likes it more.

from behind, sonny hugs you against him, kissing your neck and cupping your chest. your nipples are rolled lovingly through his fingers. shu, on the other hand, leaves his love in kissing. your ass is grabbed viciously by his nails, raking handfuls of your tender flesh. the sounds of kissing, spit popping and moaning fill your ears.

but this isn’t only for you. soon, you find a way to pry yourself out of sonny’s hug and shu’s aggressive ass-grabbing to slip onto your knees.

shu chuckles, “you on your knees.. are you ready for me?” his voice makes your pussy throb.

sonny shuffled forward a bit and tried not to look too shy. “us.”

surprisingly, they're too shy to make the next move. considering how fun it is one-on-one, you have no issue doing it for them. but this is two-on-one, so there’s two faces to watch as you palm them through their pants, pull them in, then unwrap them. sonny has his eyes closed in anticipation, his lashes fixed against his cheeks. shu’s sharp violet eyes targeted you. his gaze is the heaviest, so you treat him for it.

their cocks are huge. bigger than you recall. sonny’s is ridiculously proportioned, long, thick, and smooth. he literally hangs when you pull him free. shu's is defined, veiny, and handsome-looking. you don’t need to collect any spit, since the drool pooling in your mouth at the sight is enough. working sonny in one hand, you start with shu’s cock. sliding himself into your mouth by the hips, studying your handiwork with malicious delight. you’re all moaning too much to speak, except for shu’s low grunt of, “you wanna taste the flavor? then take it all.”

you do. shu’s cock immediately jolts in to press into the back of your throat. you let him through, gulping, gucking, and sucking with every new inch. a chill races up your body at the deadly edge in his eyes.

you hit his base with ease. his cock settles perfectly in the sleeve of your throat. every throb of meat fills your entire skull, bulging under the skin of your neck. you suck spit back through your teeth and pump your head along the last inch of cock.

however, you're too slow for him. shu gives sonny a smug look, grabs your hair in both hands, and then begins to pound into your face like a madman. you love it. the heat in your stomach when he uses you as he pleases is the sluttiest feeling ever. he goes until your eyes well with tears, stuffing you to the brim, and then releases you to groan, “good girl.”

your spit hangs from his dick in strings and bubbles. you’d lick them up if there wasn’t a aching, desperate commander to care for.

“don’t strain yourself,” sonny whispers. it had taken four times as long to get sonny to cum from a blowjob the first time you’d done it, so by now, you’ve learned. the spit from shu’s dick follows you to sonny’s, which you waste no time popping into your mouth.

he likes light kisses and lots of tongue. the veins in his cock flutter when traced. his head is almost too big to hold in your mouth, but it's worth it to see the whimper of his lips. sonny mewls for more. you suckle his head faster, rolling your wet tongue along its sweet surface. with a few more kisses and a lot more long drags of your tongue, he’s panting as hard as shu is.

“don’t worry, shubert” you grin. “i’m just getting started.”

you can barely fit their tips in your mouth one at a time, but you try both anyway. shu smears your spit back onto your cheek with his dick, which slips easily through the slick saliva dripping down your chin. their fat, delicious cocks squeeze into either side of your lip. sonny has to grab the headboard to keep from breaking something.

“i don't ever wanna stop,” sonny gasps.

you hum in agreement since your mouth is too full for you to speak properly. while you’re gagging on one of shu’s balls, sonny leans down and fixes your bra… then slides his dick through.

the hot, sticky flesh sizzles between your breasts. you try not to cum when you realize what he’s trying to do. squeezing your tits around him, you shudder in pleasure as sonny begins to thrust his spit-soaked manhood through the shape of your chest. the fact that it’s sonny making such a bold move only makes it more panty-soaking.

taking advantage of the spare hole, shu guides your head to the side and onto his waiting cock. You’re used from two angles then, once as sonny’s pair of tits and again as shu’s slutty cock-sheath.

“she loves it,” shu grins, “once you get my load, you’re gonna savor it, aren’t you?”

you nodded as best you could on shu’s girth. sonny’s thrusts push you back with every blow, bouncing your breasts each time. without warning, you’re struggling to gulp down shu’s load, which he only plunges deeper into your throat. you can practically feel him pumping into your stomach. it’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever felt until sonny cums a second later, pouring a whole quart of seed across your neck and chest.

you collapsed backward, spent. slouched there, covered and filled with cum, you felt like a cream donut.

the two men stood over you, admiring their handiwork as you lay there breathless and sticky. shu chuckled, running a hand through your hair as he praised your performance. sonny leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before helping you sit up. you couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment wash over you as you basked in the afterglow of their pleasure. <3

[kissitbttr]

(FRAT!MIGUEL) OMFG I JUST SAW A TT VID OF MIGUEL AND “he’s the type to” AND OMG

soooo he’s the type to 😚

-lean down to you to listen to you

-stare at you because he’s admiring

-make you blush bc he finds it cute

-be clingy and flirty if drunk

-never letting you leave if you guys are sleeping tg

-put his phone down when talking to you

heavy on the never letting u leave if you guys are sleeping together!! he’s such a clingy baby and would hold on tightly onto you if you even try to move one inch

-

‘miguel…’ you whine, pushing him off lightly,

his eyes closed, tightening his grip around you. ‘no’

‘i need to shower!’

‘later, wanna cuddle u more’

‘ugh! come on it’ll only be ten minutes!’

‘that’s too long’ he pouts, tucking his head underneath the crook of your neck,

you sigh, rubbing your eyes. ‘you can come to the bathroom if you want to’

his eyes snap open, beaming at you. ‘does that mean i get to see you naked?’

you sigh again at the question. ‘sure’

he leaps out from the covers ‘YESSSSS!!!’

[brittscafe]

Hi I hope ur doing well could you write a nsfw one shot if that’s fine ofc! of ulquiorras fem s/o taking his virginity for the first time and showing him what sex is

yesssss omfg I love this idea! <3

You sit across Ulquiorra on your shared bed as you take a sip of water. Ulquirorra studies your face and he clears his throat.

"Do you want to have sex with me?" Ulquiorra questions you and you spit out your water onto the floor. You blink a few times before glancing up at your boyfriend and you gulp.

"What?" you question him, peering at his expression. His eyes are full of seriousness, but also confusion.

You didn't have idea that Ulquiorra even knows what sex means in the slightest.

"Grimmjow's been asking me if we've had sex," he shrugs his shoulders and you slightly clench your fists.

"I'm going to kill Grimmjow," you comment, shaking your head.

"Sex. What is it?" Ulquiorra asks curiously and your cheeks flush with a bright pink.

How the hell do you even explain that to him?

"Um...you know when we kiss? It's kind of like that expect we're naked and it's way more than kissing. Sex is where we both feel a lot of pleasure because of the actions that we would do," you stumble over your words.

"You can go further than kissing?" Ulquiorra blinks, inching closer to you.

"You have no idea," you giggle out.

"Show me," Ulquiorra demands and you gulp. His eyes gaze into yours and you shift your weight.

"Ok," you whisper, grabbing onto your shirt and pulling it over your head. Ulquiorra's eyes glance down at your breasts poking out from your bra and his mouth waters.

He wasn't sure why his mouth was watering, it was just a part of your body.

You reach back and unclip your bra, tossing it onto the ground. Ulquiorra's eyes glue onto your breasts and they way they move with each shift of your weight.

"You can touch them," you offer and Ulquiorra's lips slightly part open and before he knows it, he's reaching towards your breasts. His eyes widen as his hands cup the squishy flesh and you lean your head back.

His eyes glance as your neck stretches out and he dips his head down into your neck. Your jaw drops open as he presses his lips against your neck and places kisses all over.

You grab onto the zipper on his shirt and start to unzip it. He pulls his lips away from your neck and glances up at him.

"Is this okay?" you ask him and he slightly bobs his head. Ulquiorra feels his cock growing as you run your hands over his bare chest and a chill runs down his spine.

You place his shirt on the ground and start sliding off your skirt. His eyes widen and he gulps.

"Here. You can take them off if you'd like," you suggest, glancing down to your underwear.

"Are you sure?" Ulquiorra asks, his face twisting with unsureness. You smile gently and nod your head. You sink down into the bed and Ulquiorra hovers above you.

His long fingers grab onto your underwear and he slowly pulls it them off and over your ankles and feet. His eyes glue onto your dripping cunt and he cocks his head.

Wet. Why was it so wet?

A tiny gasp leaves your lips as Ulquiorra sticks his finger inside of you.

"What? Is this what I'm supposed to be doing?" he questions, feeling around your walls.

"Kind of. Here, let me show you," you offer, sitting up and grabbing onto two of Ulquiorra's fingers.

You slowly insert them inside of your core. You slowly to pump his fingers in and out of yourself. You throw your head with pleasure and let out a quiet moan.

Ulquiorra grabs onto your hand and pulls it away. "I understand now," he explains, containing to push his fingers deeper inside of you.

"Good," you moan out, letting his hand go and starting to run your fingers through his hair.

"Is this it? Is this what sex is?" Ulquiorra questions and you stifle a chuckle.

"Do you want to try something else?" you ask and Ulquiorra eagerly nods his head.

"I want you to feel good and I want to feel good as well," he speaks calmly and you let out a tiny chuckle.

"Good," you smile gently as he removes his fingers from your core. The sudden air slaps against your cunt and you gaze down at Ulquiorra's hard cock.

Precum leaking from his tip and you carefully wrap your fingers around his cock. Ulquiorra whimpers quietly as you start to slowly insert his cock inside of your cunt.

It stretches you out and you moan quietly.

"Is this comfortable? You look like you're in pain," Ulquiorra comments, continuing to slide his length inside of you.

"Yes, I'm fine," you reassure him, clenching your jaw. Concern is laced all over Ulquiorra's face and he places his hand on your cheek.

His eyes glisten with a certain softness and he leans his forehead on yours.

"Are you sure? I can stop," he asks curiously and you spread your legs wider.

"You're not going to break me, Ulquiorra," you assure him, a smile growing along your face.

"You're so wet," he comments, gritting his teeth and your stomach twists into knots.

"You make me wet, Ulquiorra," you reveal and his eyes widen with interest.

"I do?" he questions and you nod your head. Ulquiorra continues to thrust inside of you, your walls squeezing around his cock.

Ulquiorra moans start to slur out from his lips like a sin and he knits his eyebrows together. It feels good, the way you fit around him and give him such pleasure.

"D-Does it feel good?" you hesitate to ask, furrowing your eyebrows and Ulquiorra inhales sharply.

"Yes," he replies and your eyes widen. The tip of his cock continues to kiss your sweet spot earning moans and groans from you.

"Do you feel good, y/n?" Ulquiorra asks, his lips lingering above yours.

"You have no idea," you comment, panting heavily. Sweat starts to gather around your forehead and the sound of skin slapping fills the room.

Ulquiorra's cock grows harder inside of you, tightening as the cum starts to spill out from his tip.

"Y/N," Ulquiorra moans out your name, filling you up with cum as his cock twitches. He breathes heavily and lowers his head, becoming tired.

With one more swift thrust, his cock reaching the inside of your tummy, you scream out as you squirt all over his cock, your juices oozing out from your cunt. It drips down your thighs and Ulquiorra thrusts slowly before completely stopping.

You both lay there, Ulquiorra's cock sitting inside of you, filling you up. You both pant heavily and Ulquiorra rests his head on your chest.

"That...was amazing," Ulquiorra breathes heavily as you wrap your arms around his lower back.

"Should I-?" he asks, glancing down at his cock still stuffed inside of you. You place your hand on his chest and shake your head.

"No, it's fine. Let's just stay like this for a while," you suggest and Ulquiorra nods his head. He lowers his head down and kisses you, softly.

[wonton4rang]

HAVE U SEEN THE LAST RIWOO AND LEEHAN TIKTOK??? OMFG IM SO IN LOVE WITH RIWOO HE’S SO HOT WHEN HE DANCING could u maybe write something about the reader being obsessed over riwoo when he dances because he looks too attractive and he’s shy about that affection

OMG YESSSSS. when i saw that video i was screaaminnggggg, (without the s) because i fucking love when a boy can dance 😭😭😭 just look at him 😔😔

and yes, you would be so obsessed over him in general but when he danced? you would drool over him, watching him so attentively and hard that he would notice your eyes and blush a little bit before saying “babe, what’s wrong?” with the most innocent look on his face, his shy smile giving him up cause he damn knew why you were looking at him like that.

you would just bite your bottom lip a little bit before answering “you look so hot, sanghyeok-ah, so fucking hot”

and he would get sooo shy cause how could you possibly be saying that so bluntly while looking at him like the cute angel you were.

tbh he would just laugh it off but you wouldn’t tune it down, you would take it to the next level, getting up cause you wanted to “dance” with him. yeah, sure, dance.

it would end up w you two on the bedroom, making out on your shared bed and you ending up by bouncing like a little bitch on his cock. him moaning out how good you felt wrapped around his cock, your pussy squizzing him so bad, feeling soooo warm and wet.

you would tell him how good he is for you, how good it feels to get your pussy filled by his dick, how good it felt the way his cock twitched with each lift and drop you did.

the way you both would come soooo fast is insane, it would be amazing because you both could last way more but the way it turned you on was way crazier.

and how could you not when your pretty boyfie looked so hot and filthy while doing his little dancey dance right in front of you because he knew how horny you got and maybe he was not as innocent as you thought he was.

[carmillas-vampiric-rage]

mk1 khaos reigns spoilers under the cut

okay. first of all. I LOVE how Bi-Han focused KR was, like i was literally jumping up and down and screaming like my man was in almost every scene YESSSSS!!!

I'm also s o fucking relieved (you literally have no idea) that we got Bi-Han back so quickly, I was so worried he'd remain Noob Saibot forever. Like I nearly started sobbing.

also, sad pathetic puppy Bi-Han shsjsjssj he's so cute

he literally looks so upset and cute uggh i can't stand him.

idc what anyone says, him and Sektor are so freaking cute!!! I can't even express to you how I almost imploded when they touched foreheads (Kauai Liang judging in the background 😭😭)

I can't even begin to express how beautiful it is that someone unconditionally loves this piece of shit bastard. She pushed for them to bring him back to Earthrealm so he could be healed. She was set on finding him and bringing him back from the beginning. just uggh. I know Bi-Han is a complete and utter dick who seriously needs his ass beat- but nobody cares for him. His brothers understandably hate him and everyone else has a level of dislike for him- but Sektor is the only one who truly loves him, and sees his vision. Like yesss queen both of us would be behind this man full stop. 😭😭😭😭😭

my only complaint is we didn't get enough Kitana. like hello??? She should have played a way bigger part!! Have her come along with them to Khaos Realm!!!!!

But the few scenes she was in, she slayed. I love how she moves her hands when she talks uggh!! I just love her so freaking much.

i know some peeps are disappointed with the storymode and everything and I understand that, but personally I loved it. I've only been involved with MK1 so maybe that's why some of the changes and additions and stuff don't bother me idk.

But anyway I'm gonna sit in my own tears for three to four business days and try not to think about Bi-Han and how cute and adorable he is and how I wanna slap him in the face for ruining Kuai Liang and Harumi's wedding omfg.

Also every single person in this photo ate. no crumbs. BI-HANNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! just wish Kitana and Mileena were there too

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

Mommy Wanda, taking you to get your nails done because she loves how confident you are when you have a manicure. She also loves feeling them drag down her back as she’s fucking you. She’s obsessed with the way your fingers feel inside her when they’re done. She makes you masturbate for her more often because she can’t help but admire the way your nails glisten with your juices, then she will lick your fingers clean. When she fucks you in front of the mirror she has you pinch your nipples and lightly scratch down your stomach. Sometimes, when she’s feeling a little mean she will make you spank yourself, watching the way your nails will leave tiny scratch marks with every slap. After you’re both over sensitive and can’t take anymore, she’ll have you scratch her head as she’s falling asleep, it makes her pass out so quick.

Mommy Wanda with a hand kink yesssss please

Imagine her demanding you to send her pictures of your nails as soon as they're done, and setting it as her background 😵‍💫

She definitely makes your ride her strap, loving the way your drag your nails down her stomach as you lose yourself in the pleasure... and of course she loves the way your play with her nipples. Your nails add a touch of pain each time they dig into her skin, and she goes absolutely feral for it.

Ugh making you masturbate in front of her, green eyes locked on your fingers as she instructs you to go faster, slower, circle your clit, harder... until you cum. Then, she has you do it all over again as her own fingers are buried deep in her pussy.

FUCKING YOU IN FRONT OF A MIRROR ALSKFDJHALSKFJH KILL ME KNOW OMFG that's so hot I can't. She loves making you touch your own nipples and play with them while she leaves hickeys all over your neck and shoulders, her eyes glued to your hands. Every time you pinch a little too hard, or leave a deep scratch on your own skin or her thighs, she rewards you by fucking you harder 🫠

Head scratches put me the fuck to sleep so I understand her love for them.

Thank you for this, I missed you!! 🙏

[princessbrunette]

jj would really suit a lip ring oh my !! definitely not thinking about jj with a lip ring eating me out hhmmm

yesssss omfg i said this aaaages ago on this blog back when i was writing the linecook!jj fic because of how the cut on his lip in season 1 (around the time he gets arrested) looks like a lip ring n it’s soooooo !!

this one!!! like i wanna tongue at it whilst making out with him i feel like it would drive him crazyyy !!

[fountainpenguin]

Riddle watches New Wish - Post #4

... Angela has orange eyes. Interesting... It's a good thing that 8 years ago, I didn't set up my entire magical society to be obsessed with natural orange features like hair because it's the rarest color in the magical world, ahahaha...

Cosmo hung a picture of himself on their wall.

SHE HAS A CREATURE-HUNTER FOR A DAD? Oh no, oh no, oh no... Someone call Doombringer, Crocker, and Ed Leadly- They've got a new friend!

He didn't react to Cosmo and Wanda describing the features Crocker always names as fairy traits (wands, wings, floating crowns), so he probably doesn't know Crocker.

She's so cute...

Okay, I love that Cosmo and Wanda walk backwards while bouncing. They are still not used to being human.

CRYING, Wanda literally noped out with a farewell of "We probably won't be seeing you much." That is a woman who is not willing to get dragged out of retirement and back into creature-hunting threats. I'm very curious as to how they end up with Hazel.

Hey, Hazel's indoor rug is even cooler than the one in the hall.

POV, you usually would fly across the hall but you don't have your wings out right now.

She vaporized the door, doors are STILL for chumps!!

AND WE GET CEILING LIGHTS? They thought of everything!

... Enrichment Academy? Interesting...

Okay, I love how the building design, the hills, and Hazel's schoolmates still totally belong in FOP style:

Hey, that's the guy from the story bible preview! He's getting the skateboard noises; that's cute.

And baby, we're SO back!

Cosmo and Wanda think they slick:

Hazel introducing herself to the class as "liking french fries" is a mood.

"I have an older brother! He's my best friend. He's visiting today and it will totally make up for the fact that no one laughed at my rock joke." - Girl, you are dying inside.

(He's not gonna show and that's what'll push C and W into taking her in... isn't it?)

Oh, they have swirls on their ears like the OG style! Nice. Also, I love the thin, stretchy arms and tiny legs... This is nice.

Oh no.

Yeah, this kid looks stable. Please tell me he doesn't have orange hair. Haha, I'm in danger.

HE'S DALE'S KID??? Lemonade Dungeon Boy got himself a partner? Mr. Only Shows Up In One Episode unless he's the pixie godkid implied by Da Rules' page about pixies in the Musical but he's probably not, he's just always been my leading theory and it was in Season 2?

Ohhh, boy; writers did their homework. I support him and what I can only assume are well-adjusted social skills. And yay, that gives us a timeline.

If this kid were an animal, I don't think I'd let him eat out of my hand. He's ready for collateral damage.

Hazel has been so nice to everyone, not even outing Cosmo and Wanda to her dad, and she's already ready to yeet this kid into the trash because he's not good enough to recycle.

omg, we're getting introduced to the background characters? Yesssss...

Okay, I'm cracking up at Dev introducing the ASMR guy (Whisper) as "gives me the creeps, but I respect the hustle." I'm intrigued.

Whisper was my alt name for Whistle, so I'm glad I went with the latter!

I am saving every poster I ever see.

Love how we're getting to tour more of the building. We've got stairs! And mailboxes! ... Also, Cosmo and Wanda were not her bubble charms in disguise, but that's definitely where they're going.

I like how Hazel's parents did immediate damage control when she started reacting and made sure she was expressing a healthy response in front of Antony.

I'm obsessed with Hazel. She reminds me so much of Chloe. "Running away! Not in a bad way like on TV, but in a good way! 'cuz it's me and I know what I'm doing!" They would be friends. I wonder if we'll get to see adult Chloe.

omfg, Cosmo and Wanda saw "Child running away" and they're IMMEDIATELY gunning for this child. Sir/Ma'am, please get your minds retuned for this century. Do not steal the child.

SLDKJFSDF compilation of past episodes where Cosmo has gone to space after he says he wants to go to space. Looks like the "Spaced Out" saga AND - and I am shook -

THAT'S "TERRIBLE TWOSOME," Season 9! When he's reading jokes to Poof so he'll stop blocking the sun!

Sir/ma'am, where is your paperwork to take this child?

I'm glad I got a heads up that the writers confirmed the bus driver isn't actually Timmy; I can see how that would be confusing.

Stopping here so I can do a thing with my parents. Will return later!

[lotus-pear]

HOLD ON I GOTCHU (it’s in my camera roll bc it’s one of my fave panels hehe)

also including this anthology panel just bc… no reason *whistles innocently*

CONGRATS ON 5K AND HAPPY NEW YEAR BTW!!!! <33333

YESSSSS OMFG TY TO MY MAN😭😭 i knew i wasn’t hallucinating it >:] they are so silly i love wan for all the skk and chuuya/atsushi interactions we get it’s crazy to think chuuya and atsushi have never met in the canon timeline

[zelcii]

sixteen | gally x reader

tmr.

fluffy angst for the soul. im bawling my eyes out and cannot be aesthetic rn because im stuck on page 255 of the death cure and i cannot for the life of me read on. oh my days, james dashner. why?

sum; your from group b and you meet gally at the bonfire in the safe haven, but he already knows you. god forbid newt is there though omfg.

cw; swearing, fluff, romance, lgbt themes, unresolved trauma from bein munies, character death.

a/n; all lowercase and not proofread because i cannot anymore holy motherfucking shit. also i would die for will poulter in the newtmas gut wrenching cus like yesssss!! please, will, PLEASEEEE

i want to love a boy, the way i loved the ocean...

homosexual angst, heterosexual comfort.

in your opinion, the safe haven was simply too good to be true. it was a sight to see children your age and younger strolling around without a care in the world. it was surreal. they played games, chased each other around the tall grass, and carried themselves with a certain carefree joy that you absoluetly envied.

you felt so out walking around sulking with your hair down and your clothes wrinkled and bedridden. you looked like a mess and you knew it because you refused to leave your tent for two days, fearing that once you stepped outside that maybe this was all just another test. a trick of the mind.

a trick of the mind that you'd grown used to in the wicked labs. the worst of it came from the sensations you'd feel on your legs and arms after sitting around for too long. pins and needles. if you held on long enough, your skin would eventually mimic the experience of the dozens of pins and pricks your limbs had to undergo. you could vividly see the tubes coming out of you, draining the very essence of your life away and replacing it with biochemical that didn't look, feel, or act natural. you remember being halfway full of the "fake blood." you could remember the feeling of barely being human.

at night, if you closed your eyes hard enough, you could still feel the bright, warm rays of the springs' artificially designed and wicked-engineered daylight on your skin. it would feel so real in your mind that you'd nearly have a panic attack, believeing that you had never escaped in the first place.

you'd spent your whole life (or at least the parts you remembered) in that cruel "life" simulation they called the maze trials. so long that you'd been conditioned to think that that was what home felt like. but no munie has ever felt truely at home before, so what gave vince the right to think that this place could be any different?

for the first time ever, you came out of your tent, looking around you as community unfurled before you. and although you wanted to tell yourself that you were safe, and that you were real, you couldn't help but call bullshit.

not long ago, your group had outsmarted your maze trials and joined the right arm. that was the first time you had truely seen hope after being sent up the lift and thrown into the sadistic evil wicked called "an expirement for good."

unfourtunately, it wasn't much longer then that you would realise that the hope that you had been given was futile and false.

because as soon as you did something nice for the others, you were thrown back into wicked's custody. the good die young and poor afterall. you were transported around the country, often with the tired asian boy you never learned the name of, but he was part of the group the right arm "saved." though you suppose nobody is ever safe anymore.

the scientists there subjected you to what felt like hundreds of graphic simulations. they forced you to watch your loved ones die over and over again—people whose faces you couldn't recognize but somehow knew you should've. You saw them getting ripped apart by shades, their guts spilling on the floor. Falling perilously off the cliff and crumbling in front of you in a gruesome splat of red. you watched your friends get buried alive under the damp soils of the springs, you digging the holes with no controls to stop yourself from hurting harriet, sonya, ximena, rachel, aris, miyoko, beth—the names went on. through it all, your mind was always awake, fully aware of every horrifying detail. the images burning itself into your dreams, gifting you with restless nights.

though you suppose you should be grateful in the slightest. because you wholeheartedly believed that you would still be in that pain if it weren't for the rouge wicked soldier that carried you out of the facility and onto a bus full of the children you'd seen before im the hallways. regardless, suspicion bubbled within you. you found yourself asking when you would start killing everyone.

aris walked up to you, calling out your name as his way of announcing himself, careful not to startle you. him, harriet and sonya were your most frequent visitors, talking to you from the otherside of the thin tent walls. you begged them to stay outside, anticipating your "turn for the worst."

you walked together as he told you about the bonfire vince would be holding that afternoon. "just like the good old days" he said, though you disagreed. the last "good day" you had was before the springs, lost somewhere in the mist of all the things you couldn't remember.

"maybe meet someof the other people?" aris suggested, his question laced with the sterness of an order. "it'll do you some good." he said. doubt it.

as aris walked away, your gaze was drawn to a pair of blue eyes watching you from a distance. they belonged to a tall blond boy who observed with a curious, almost wistfulness swimming in his eyes before it melted into a sombre look. the shade of blue in his eyes bubbled up a sense of familiarity deep within you, and you didn't even realise you were holding your breath until you forced yourself to look away.

that night, after vince's inspirational speech to keep the colony in high hopes, you lingered at the back of the crowd. small cliques spread about with wide grins and loud laughter as they ate and danced around the fire. you felt a streak of envy as you watched the children easily forget as if they hadn't been poked and prodded just days prior. yet, you were also grateful that the younger ones didn't have to face the worst of it. it was a bittersweet sight—knowing they could find joy despite everything, even if for just a moment.

behind the bonfire and displayed before the beach was the large slate of rock vince had mentioned in his speech. a few kids were already at work, carving dozens of names into the stone—tributes to the people they'd lost. one of them stood out, towering over the others with a quiet intensity. he skillfully carved the name "maya" at the top of the sculpture, his hands steady and deliberate. he went over the name a couple names, digging the name deep into the rock so it popped out the most comared to the others until he finished and did the same for the name "chuck" under his first. the sounds of the chisel against stone mixed with the crackling of the fire and the gentle lapping of waves from afar overlapped. the atmosphere thickened as each name was etched into the monument.

you came up behind the boy, tapping him gentely on the shoulder and he seemed to lean into your touch. oddly enough, he didn't have to turn around to know that he'd find you with your arm outstretched, asking for the sculpting tools.

in surprise, you stood there looking at the tools he carefully handed over to you, those blue eyes never leaving the name he carved in first. it startled you how in sync you seemed to be with this total stranger, you couldn't help but stare at the way his adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, how his eyes glazed over the longer he stared at the names, and how his shoulders were tensed every time you had seen him. as if he was carrying the weight of the world.

in contrast to the boy, you got on your knees before the large stone slate, taking your time with the curves of each letter. she felt unworthy of writing the name into the rock, having killed her over and over and over again in so many different simulations. but when you brought it up with harriet, she simply gave your shoulder a squeeze in attempt to reassure you before pulling you into a hug, whispering soft "i know,"s into your hair, your eyes watering.

you made sure to do it justice, chipping away at the stone with intention in each stroke, a furrow of your eyebrows over your tired eyes as you made no mistake with each hit of your mallet. you had noticed that although he was finished on his names, the boy still hovered behind her, watching the way she shifted her entire focus into permanently engraving the name into the sculpture. she paid no mind to anything other than the work in front of her and the sound sof the sea. "beth" you had written, standing up and backing away to admire your works.

it was then that you realised that the boy was never looking at the names. he was looking at you, putting a respectful hand on the small of your back as you walked backwards, before pulling away to cross his arms over his chest. usually, you would lash out, yell at whoever thought to have the audacity to even think to touch you. but something about the way his caloused hand sat warm against your skin felt so natural. like you were meant to feel his skin against yours. so you didn't yell because maybe you were in the wrong.

your eyes flickered between the names and the blond beside you, studying the way soft freckles spread across his face from the cold and how he kept his head held high, his jaw clenched. you knew he could feel you staring, but you couldn't help but wonder why he felt so familiar, and you had a feeling he didn't care much.

it didn't startle you when his eyes locked on to yours. you bit your lip, taking notice of the way your heart rate picked up as you watched the darkest bits of his eyes dilate as he set his eyes on you and you failed to hold back the giddy smile that crawled onto your lips. he felt pathetic, searching for the familiar flakes of gold that swam within your irises. he searched your eyes for your soul only to feel himself melt, falling for you. again. all while you studied him for what would be the first time for you. his heart ached.

"do i know you?" you asked under bated breath. the way his eyes smiled and his gaze softened when he looked at you nearly convinced you to fall for him. how innocently he looked at you, void of any judgment.

he shook his head no, smiling at you with his lips pursed. his eyes were laced with a sort of pain that bubbled up in the middle of his chest. no, you didn't know him. but he knew you. he'd state it, his voice was low and gruff, as if he had just woken up.

"and your so sure?" the blond hummed. "why is that?" you laughed, and he simply looked at you. he looked at you like you'd disappear if he looked away. he offered you his hand and you glanced down at it hesitantly. your eyes traced over his calluses, worn hands, each scar and scrape a story to share. and in that moment, you wanted nothing more than to hear them. and for the first time in days, you let yourself believe that everything was real, because you wanted him to be real.

you took his hand and let him lead you down to the beach, neither of you walking farther behind the other. just together.

the two of you sat there in the sand. he sat with his arm resting against a leg, his other outstretched and his other hand proped under him to cary his weight. it was a vain attempt to relax despite the tension in his muscles. you sat your knees up to your chest, hugging them close and resting your chin on your knees. a vain attempt to feel safe around him. because no matter how much you doubted the world around you, the legitimacy of the people you met, and the control you had over your own actions, you still wanted a place to go back to that you could call home, or rather a person. he told you his name was gally. then your heart pleaded with the universe to let home be the boy you'd only met today.

"maya..." he muttered, picking up a handful of sand and let it slip through his fingers. "she loved the ocean. because each time the water left the shore, she knew it would come back." he finished, looking at you once again. he searched for any tell-tale sign that his words felt familiar to you. they didnt. "she told me that."

he could recall the way you used to talk with your hands, a bounce in your step, and your eyes wide with wonder and love as you spoke to him. you wasted your love on him, but he had overlooked it. he had overlooked you, missing the way your smile would falter when he changed the subject or how you would stumble over your words, desperately wishing he would just listen to you.

"she's a smart girl," you hummed, your eyes trained on the crash of the waves and the flutter of seagulls as the passed by. "can i ask... what happened?"

gally let out a shaky breath, inhaling the salty scent of the sea. "she was in trouble," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, as if he was afraid to hear his own words. he spoke slowly, each word heavy and dry in his mouth. "she was in trouble, and i ignored her."

he remembered how you ran to him in the middle of the hallway, begging him to help you run away. you told him how you overheard the scientists discussing sending you to the maze trials, how you panicked at the thought of losing your memories and everything you'd worked for being wiped away. your voice trembled with fear and desperation, but he ignored you.

you gently nodded, letting him know you were listening, though you kept your eyes closed, allowing the sounds and smells of the beach to envelop you. you'd never seen water run the way the waves swayed against the wind, their movements both soothing and relentless. the way the water crashed against the rocks and sand with such urgency, only to retreat and disappear, fleeting from the very reason it fought so hard to get to.

"i grew selfish and i lost nearly everything i loved because of it," he sighed, reverent. he hated how you looked at him like you'd never seen him before, but you haven't. that was his fault. he wanted to you to see what he saw, to show you his memories, to make you feel what he felt. "we were sixteen."

he looked at you, his eyes desprate as the blue drew you in. they taunted you, and it hurt how you noticed every similarity between his his eyes and beth's. the green bits that crowded his irises, and the blue that reminded you of the waves on the shore before you. but he silently begged for you to stop thinking about her.

"i should know you shouldn't i?" the thought burned your heart.

gally nodded, his head hung low as he pursed his lips. he had hoped when he saw you in the last city, that seeing him could trigger your memories and bring you back to him. but as he saw you above the hill across the safe haven, staring at him with nothing but curiosity, he knew he had truely lost you. it got worse when he watched you write beth's into the stone so delicately.

"beth," you started, her name bitter on your tongue. "we were together in the springs." you explained to him everything you knew about the maze. you told him about your life back when you were just a sprout, a new arrival. you had come up from the lift just a month before beth, but when you saw her, you already knew her. he listened intently, watch how you smiled when you told him about her and the blue of her eyes.

"she was stung because of me," you admitted, recalling the day you snuck her into the maze. "when she went through the shift... i couldn't bare to stand the yelling. the screaming. i couldn't face the fact that she was like that because of me." you fidgeted with your shoelaces, twisting the fabric between your fingers as you spoke. "i didn't talk to her after that. and the last time i saw her—when i was finally ready to be there—she was bleeding out on the floor."

"that's the thing about people, isn't it?" she muttered. "they leave at the worse times, then come back when you stop needing them."

you let a tear slip as the weight of your words exhoed between the both of you, ringing true for different reason. gally could remember the exact moments your pleas had sunk in, but by then, the last time he'd seen you was on the screens of the security room, running the maze and killing a griever. he could still remember the desperation in your tone, the thought finally sinking in that you reached out to him—only him—because you wanted him to care.

his eyes glazed over, recalling the way he treated people before and after the maze. he could remember all the yelling he did, all the pain he could've caused. the most vividly though, chuck laying on the floor of the wicked facility, his blood pooling under him. he remembered falling to his knees, the pain is his shoulder numb compared to the hatred his heart held for him. "i was a terrible person..." he confessed, his voice breaking.

your brows furrowed as you frowned. gally kept his head low, glaring daggers at his feet with an intensity. the anger in his soul was the only thing more powerful than the vicious regret that gnawed at him from the inside.

"maybe you weren't," you shrugged, and for a moment you paused. you gently took his hand in yours, your skin smooth against his as you took your time to intertwine your fingers together in a way that felt right to you, yet familiar to gally. he let you lay your head against his shoulder, the only weight that felt comfortable on his shoulders, and you let him wrap his arm around you waste, the only touch you truely believed to be genuine. "maybe you were just sixteen."

guys do u get it. cus her name wss maya. yes like maya hawke. and she loved him but he didnt. and he lost sky when her memories got wiped. so he wrote her name on the stone thing. and he loves her now but she doesnt. she loves beth. but beth is dead. but they have the same eyes. cus theyre equivalents. so. they bother get second chances. hypothetically. they can finally be there for each other. but. she only loves him now. because he reminds her of beth. so all we can do now i pray that maya can love the boy the way she loved the ocean. though the ocean could also be all three of them. maya on shore then gally off shore. gally on shore then maya off. then maya and beth on shore then maya off. then maya on and beth off. now both gally and maya on shore. the shore representing love.

omg guys im losing it.

[daryldixonsdoormat]

idk if ur still writing Outsider fics but if you do, i would DIE, i mean die begging on my knees for HCs of ur favs (Two, Darry + Steve and soda if your willing) of the reader flashing them during an argument idk why its so funny but man i think its hilarious and the boys’ reaction would be so funny

OMFG YESSSSS, I LOVE THIS. I'm doing the 'adults'. Which would be Darry, Twobit, Sodapop, and Steve. also mini stroy for each and headcannons because ive been so absent.

Warnings: implied sexual themes, steamy situations (nothing crazy)

Darry ( the actual love of my life).

~ “You dont ever think” he cuts in with a tired sigh, attempting to not raise his voice. “Darry, you gotta be fucking kidding me, I think more than anybody in this house there is no way your saying that to me”. “I am and I mean it, you need to be more careful and stop worrying–” you interrupt him quickly stepping closer to him and sticking as finger up. “Darrel Curtis don’t you raise your voice at me like im one of your siblings”. Darry groans loudly throwing his hands up obviously not letting this silly argument go easily. “I just wish you would—” you lift your shirt up flashing Darry silencing him immediately. Darry walks over to you his calloused hands sitting on your waist, “Darling this conversation isn’t over even when you try and distract me” he looks at you smugly with his eyebrows raised. You reply with the same smugness bringing a hand to the back of his neck to pull him inevitability closer, “worth a shot though”.

~ definitely doesn't let arguments go easily , but he definitely loves that mini distraction and some stress relief (ifykyk).

Steve Randle (Goofy ass mf)

“Steve I don’t know why this is a big deal to you honey” you say in a calm and settle voice trying to calm him down. To your dismay he is still not happy about the situation at all, “No you can’t just throw stuff out like that, what if I still wanted it? Then what?”. You rub your hands down your face unamused by his ridiculous behavior, “Steve that shit has been sitting out for days now, I would’nt of let you eat it anyways”. Steve starts pacing back and forth in the kitchen thinking of something to say to “win”, then a new idea comes to mind which will end this banter once and for all. “Are you still mad Steve?”, he turns around abruptly “of course im still mad—”. Your shirt is lifted up giving Steve a good view for a few more seconds before you drop the fabric down, “how about now?”. Steves lips are parted still looking in the same direction where your breasts were once on full display, he glances up, “what you say baby?”. “Come here Steve”, Steve walks over his hands grabbing your face about to kiss your lips, “I’ll make you more ok?”. Steve pecks your lips a few times before replying, “Ok baby”.

~ he will probably purposely start arguments so you can flash him more often, obviously you'll catch on and ignore his attempts.

Dallas Winston (mama im in love with a criminal)

Dally pulled you into his room at Buck’s obviously pissed over a encounter downstairs. “Why the fuck didn’t you call me over, I could’ve easily handled that fucker” he says holding onto your wrist you guys nearly face to face. You pull back from him forcing him to release the grip he had on you, “He was just having  a conversation with me Dallas. Whats your problem?”. Dally runs his fingers through his hair while backing up instinctively, “ That motherfucker was practically undressing you with his eyes. Let me see him even glance at you again I swear y/n”. Dally turns around and slams his hands on his dresser with his head down. Your fed up, Dally is fed up why not end this right now, you walk up behind him and tap his shoulder. “What?” he says still not looking at you, quickly you throw off your shirt as well as your bra, “Dally can you look at me baby?”. Dally sighs but complies none-the-less, a smirk graces his face beautifully as his hands make contact with your chest. “Trying to cheer me up doll?” you kiss him deeply making Dally stumble back a little. “Im always yours Dally not some random guy”.

~ poor thing is always so jealous and protective over his girl.

Sodapop Curtis ( I want to be that towel)

You canceled plans on Soda, work asked you to stay late, the more hours the better especially because some of that money is going toward Sodas family. You walk into the empty Curtis house where only the shower is running, Sodas clothes are laid on the couch. You sigh and drop your bag down, taking off your shoes and getting into comfier clothes. The water stops running, you walk over to the door and knock on it softly, “Soda? Can I talk to you honey?”. The bathroom door opens showcasing Soda with just a towel wrapped around his waist, “Sure hopefully you wont cancel our conversation next”. He walks past you and into his room rifling through his drawers for socks and a pair of boxers, you tread behind him leaning on the door frame. “I took the extra hours so I could help you and your family” Soda groans because he knows he shouldnt be upset over it. “I know but I can still be disappointed, we havent been able to be alone for weeks now”. You smile lifting your shirt over your head about to ask him to turn around, “Come on Soda can you at least look at me?” you say walking up closer to him. Soda turns around sighing, his eyes widens and he stutters over his words a little at the surprise, “Baby, you look..gorgeous”. Soda hold you by the sides and smiles, “Wanna spend some alone time with me y/n?”.

~Sodapop definitely values quality time