#SO FUCKING GR8 OMG

[leyyvi]

GUESS WHO GOT TICKETS TO THE AOT MUSICAL

[its-avalon-08]

omg I love the protective Daniel post you just did, I feel like max would be so protective too, could I please request max and rival driver reader who always bicker but have undeniable tension..and after a race they’re celebrating at the club and mad max comes out seeing a really creepy guy hitting on her and manhandling her across the dance floor. Reader is a bit shaken up cause she hasn’t had things like that happen in a while since becoming more famous and the creepy guy was a lot bigger than her

and max drives her home and comforts her - I feel a hug from his big strong arms would fix all my problems lolz, maybe leading to some spice?? Thank you!!

hi bubs! im sorry im not super gr8 at writing spice so i didnt include any, myabe in the future! so sorry but hope u enjoy

hands. off. (mv1)

✦ pairing - max verstappen x female!driver!reader

✦ genre - enemies to lovers, angst, creepy guy, confessions, happy ending

The tension was palpable in the team garage as Max and Y/N prepared for the race. Mechanics bustled around, making final adjustments to the cars, while the two drivers stood on opposite sides, glaring at each other.

"You know, Max, just because you have a world championship doesn't mean you're invincible," Y/N said, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she adjusted her gloves.

Max smirked, not looking up from his car. "And just because you're fast doesn't mean you're good enough to beat me. You should focus on keeping up."

Y/N took a step closer, her eyes flashing with anger. "Maybe if you stopped acting like you're the king of the track, you'd see that I'm right on your tail. You're not as untouchable as you think."

Max finally looked up, meeting her gaze with a challenging look. "I'll believe it when I see it, Y/N. Until then, you're just another driver trying to take my spot."

She crossed her arms, standing her ground. "You better watch out, Max. One mistake, and I'll be there to overtake you. And believe me, it'll happen sooner than you think. Until then fuck off."

Max's eyes narrowed. "Bring it on. Just don't cry when you can't handle the pressure."

Their team principal stepped in, sensing the rising tension. "Alright, you two, save it for the track. We need both of you focused if we're going to win today."

Max and Y/N exchanged one last glare before turning their attention back to their cars, the hostility between them lingering in the air.

post race

The race had been fierce, with Max narrowly edging out Y/N for the win. As they walked back to the garage, Y/N's frustration boiled over. She threw her helmet down in exasperation, drawing Max's attention.

"Nice job blocking me out there, Max. Real fucking classy," she snapped, her eyes blazing with anger.

Max shrugged, a smug smile playing on his lips. "It's called defending my position. Maybe you should learn how to do it."

Y/N stepped closer, her fists clenched. "Or maybe you should learn to win without playing dirty."

Max's smile faded, replaced by a cold stare. "I play to win, Y/N. If you can't handle that, maybe you're in the wrong sport."

Y/N's heart raced, not just from anger but from the proximity. She could feel the heat radiating off him, their faces inches apart. "Maybe if you weren't so obsessed with proving you're the best, you'd realize you don't have to be such an asshole all the time."

Max leaned in, his breath hot on her face. "And maybe if you stopped trying to compete with me, you'd see that I actually respect you."

Y/N's eyes widened, the air between them crackling with tension. "Respect? You have a funny way of showing it, Max."

Max's gaze dropped to her lips for a fraction of a second before meeting her eyes again. "It's called tough love sweetheart. You wouldn't want it any other way."

She swallowed hard, her pulse quickening. "Don't flatter yourself. I don't need your respect."

Max's hand twitched as if he wanted to reach out and touch her, but he held back. "Maybe not. But you have it, whether you like it or not."

The intensity of his gaze was overwhelming, making her head spin. For a moment, all the anger and frustration seemed to morph into something else, something neither of them was ready to admit.

"Why do you always have to make everything so complicated?" Y/N whispered, her voice barely audible.

Max's voice softened, the hostility fading. "Maybe because I don't know how else to deal with you. You're... different."

Y/N's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. "Different how?"

Max's eyes softened, and for a moment, the walls between them seemed to crumble. "Different in a way that scares me. And I don't scare easily."

The vulnerability in his voice caught her off guard, and she felt a surge of emotion she couldn't quite name. Without thinking, she closed the distance between them, their bodies almost touching.

"Max..." she began, her voice trembling.

Before she could say anything more, Max leaned in, his forehead almost resting against hers. "Y/N, I..."

The moment was electric, the world around them fading away. For that brief second, all the rivalry, the anger, and the hostility melted into something raw and undeniable. But just as quickly, Max pulled back, the moment shattered and his rough facade was back up.

"We should get back to the team," he said, his voice hoarse.

Y/N nodded, her heart still racing. "Yeah. We should."

As they walked back to the garage, the tension between them was stronger than ever, but now it was laced with something more—something neither of them could ignore.

time skip

The club was alive with music and dancing, the perfect place to celebrate after a hard-fought race. Y/N tried to shake off the lingering tension from her earlier confrontation with Max, letting the music take over as she moved with her friends. But even in the crowded club, she could feel his eyes on her, a constant presence that sent shivers down her spine.

Max sat at the bar, nursing a drink, but his attention was entirely on Y/N. She danced with an easy grace, her movements drawing the eyes of everyone around her, but Max's gaze was different—intense, focused, and filled with the unresolved tension from their earlier confrontation.

As she danced, Y/N's eyes found Max's across the room. The connection was electric, the tension between them palpable. She locked eyes with him, her movements becoming more deliberate, more provocative, as if she was challenging him, daring him to react.

Max's grip tightened on his glass, his heart racing. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, locked in a silent, charged exchange. He wanted to go to her, to close the distance between them, but something held him back.

Suddenly, a large man approached Y/N on the dance floor, his intentions clear. He moved too close, his hands reaching out to touch her. Y/N tried to step away, but he grabbed her arm, pulling her towards him with a force that made her stumble.

"What the fuck? Let go!" Y/N shouted, trying to free herself.

The man's grip tightened, his voice slurred with alcohol. "Come on, baby, don't be like that. Let's have some fun."

Panic flashed in Y/N's eyes. She was used to handling herself, but this man was larger and stronger, and the situation was spiraling out of control. She looked around for help, her gaze finally landing on Max.

Max's vision turned red as he saw the fear in Y/N's eyes. He pushed his way through the crowd, his protective instincts and anger flaring into his "Mad Max" persona.

"Get your hands off her," Max growled, his voice low and dangerous.

The man looked at Max, clearly unimpressed. "Who the hell are you?"

Max stepped closer, his glare icy. "I'm the fucking guy who's going to make sure you never touch her again. Now, let go."

The man sneered, but Max's cold fury was unmistakable. He released Y/N, but not before giving her a rough shove. She stumbled back, and Max caught her, pulling her close to him.

"You okay?" Max asked, his voice softening as he looked down at her.

Y/N nodded, but her eyes were wide, and she was clearly shaken. "Yeah, just... let's get out of here."

The man, not ready to back down, took a step towards them. "You think you can just walk away?"

Max turned back to him, his expression darkening. "I warned you."

Without another word, Max launched himself at the man, delivering a hard punch to his jaw. The man staggered back, and Max followed up with another punch, knocking him to the ground.

"Stay the fuck down," Max spat, his voice filled with anger.

The bouncers quickly moved in, grabbing the man and dragging him away. Max turned back to Y/N, his expression softening once again.

"Come on," he said, taking her hand. "Let's get out of here."

The ride home was silent except for Y/N’s quiet sniffles. She stared out the window, her hands still trembling. The events of the night played over and over in her mind, and she couldn't shake the fear that had gripped her. She let out a silent sob, tears streaming down her face.

Max glanced over, his heart aching at the sight of her distress. Without saying a word, he reached over and grabbed her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. Y/N looked at him, her eyes red and puffy from crying. She squeezed his hand back, drawing strength from his presence.

They drove in silence for a while longer before Max finally spoke. "You don't have to be scared anymore, Y/N. I'm here. I'll always be here."

Y/N nodded, unable to find her voice. The tears kept coming, and she leaned over, resting her head on Max's shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her, holding her close as she sobbed into his shirt.

When they arrived at her apartment, Max turned off the engine and gently lifted her out of the car. She clung to him, too exhausted and shaken to protest. Max carried her inside, navigating the familiar path to her bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and sat beside her, brushing a stray hair from her face.

"Max," Y/N whispered, her voice barely audible. "I was so scared."

Max's heart clenched. "I know. But you're safe now. That guy will never touch you again. I promise."

Y/N looked into his eyes, searching for the strength she always saw there. "Why are you always there for me? Even when we fight, even when we're at each other's throats, you're always there."

Max took a deep breath, his gaze intense. He wordlessly pulled her into a warm, protective hug. His strong arms enveloped her, pulling her close against his chest.

Y/N rested her head on his shoulder, her voice a barely audible whisper. "I've dreamed about this."

Max’s heart skipped a beat. He held her tighter, his own emotions surfacing. "You’ve dreamed about this?"

She nodded, her voice muffled. "About being held like this… safe and cared for. I didn’t think it would ever actually happen."

Max tilted her chin up gently, looking into her eyes with a serious expression. "Y/N, there’s something I need to tell you."

Y/N met his gaze, her eyes filled with vulnerability. "What is it, Max?"

Max took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly. "I’ve been trying so hard to deny it, but I can’t anymore. I care about you more than I ever wanted to admit. The rivalry, the arguments—they’ve been a cover for what I really feel."

Y/N’s eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and relief washing over her. "Max, I’ve felt the same way. I’ve been pushing you away because I was scared of these feelings. I didn’t want to admit how much you mean to me."

Max’s fingers brushed a tear from her cheek. "I’ve been so caught up in the competition and the fights that I didn’t realize I was falling for you. But now, seeing you like this, I can’t ignore it any longer."

Y/N’s voice was barely above a whisper. "It’s like everything else fades away when I’m with you. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before."

Max’s gaze was intense, filled with affection. "You mean everything to me, Y/N. I don’t just want to win races with you; I want to be with you. I want to be the one who’s always there for you."

Tears welled up in Y/N’s eyes again, but this time they were tears of happiness. "I want that too, Max. I want us to be more than just rivals. I want us to be together, through everything."

Max’s smile was tender as he leaned in, his forehead resting against hers. "Then let’s make it real. Let’s be together."

Y/N nodded, her voice trembling with emotion. "Yes. I want that more than anything."

They leaned in, their lips meeting in a kiss filled with all the emotions they had been holding back—passion, relief, and a deep, unspoken love. When they finally pulled away, their eyes locked, both of them knowing that their feelings were finally out in the open.

Max brushed a strand of hair from her face, his smile full of promise. "We have a lot to figure out, but we’ll do it together. I’m in this for the long haul."

Y/N nodded, her heart full. "Together. Always."

Max wrapped his arms around her again, holding her close as they lay down together, both of them finally at peace with the love they had discovered.

[conchiferrous]

this show is about pirates right

[ID: One Piece fan art compilation. Image 1: Two sketches of Law as a woman, both drawn from the hips up. In the first she's wearing a tanktop and is looking off to the right with her sword held over her shoulder. In the second, she's wearing an open jacket leaving her side boob and happy trail exposed. she has excessive stomach hair and is holding her hands on the rim of her blue jeans. She's looking towards the viewer with an annoyed expression. Image 2: Sketch of Franky and Robin both dressed as batman, post time skip. They're looking at each other, surprised, and Robin says "Hey, so I just realized that when you said we should be Batman and Robin that you meant I was supposed to be Robin and that was the joke." Image 3: A doodle page, mostly of Luffy. In the top left is a drawing of Luffy sitting with his back against a broken brick wall, as if he had just been thrown into it mid fight. He's bleeding from multiple places with his nose blood smeared across his face. He's smiling with a crazed look in his eye while a pipe from the debris of the building drips water onto his head. On the top is a doodle of Luffy looking towards the viewer with a nervous smile, a simplistic doodle of Luffy fat, and one of him in gum gum balloon mode with "Fuck it, we ball" written above him. There's also a shoulder up doodle of him picking his nose, looking over to the right wearing a Beavis and Butthead shirt. Above him is the text: "Your experience is limited, and your world view is small." In the bottom left is Luffy as a sock puppet throwing up onto Rob Lucci's head while a laughing rage comic face says: "Sucker! Way the go Luffy!". "Gum gum I threw up" is written nearby. Underneath is another doodle of sock puppet Luffy looking towards the viewer and smiling. There's also a doodle of Sanji as a rabbit with his right ear drooping over one of his eyes to cover it. In the middle of the canvas; Nami is talking to Chopper who's behind a desk. Sanji is trapped in a cat carrier behind her, and she points back at him and says: "Can you fucking neuter this thing forever?" while Chopper looks down at Sanji. Sanji looks sad and frightened. In the followup drawing, Sanji is sitting on the ground, hands on the floor, with a cone around his neck and bandages in the shape of an X covering his crotch. He looks shaken. Image 4: Doodle of Luffy crying on the ground while Buggy shows him a balloon animal. Buggy is sitting on the ground, annoyed, his free hand covering his chin and mouth. The ponytail holder for his hair appears to be made of balloons. Luffy is looking up at the balloon animal, sobbing uncontrollably and covered in bandages while laying in a pool of his own tears. Jinbe stands next to Buggy, looking down at Luffy with a neutral expression. His kimono pattern is of multiple text acronyms (TTYL, XOXO, ROFL, ASAP, LOL, BRB, GTG, FYI, OMG, GR8, KK, MSG, TTG, BFF, and PLZ) as well as a few smiley faces. In the bottom right of the drawing it says: "Post Marineford". Image 5: Buggy, post time skip, points to a mock youtube video behind him of Luffy titled: "The nefarious truth of Monkey the Luffy" that's 5 hours, 22 minutes, and 31 seconds long. Buggy looks towards the viewer, sadly, and says: "He made fun of me for being deformed." Luffy is looking through the thumbnail like a window, and looks shocked Buggy would say this. Image 6: Usopp lays in a beach chair next to Robin, pre time skip. Robin is sitting up in her beach chair, holding a book in her hand but is looking over at Usopp, concerned. She says: "Usopp, this experience you're describing sounds like a PTSD symptom, are you sure you don't want to-" Usopp cuts her off saying: "PTS-Deez nuts." in large italic text. He's laying on his back with his hands over his chest, and looks bored, staring at nothing in particular. /END ID]

[hitomisuzuya]

HI SUZU ITS ME AGAIN I hope you had a gr8 day and dont forget to drink plenty of water 😆❤️❤️ Anyways! Following up my request of Tighnari in heat, what if the reader ends up getting pregnant? How would the reader tell Tighnari and how would Tighnari react? I bet he'd be a great partner and just so fucking protective of the reader when shes pregnant 😭😭😭 (SFW)

a/n: Coming right up for you, dear. This is so cute omg! I feel nice and calm today (because of you <3). I hope you are doing well.

You were delighted when you saw the positive mark on the pregnancy test. You felt even giddier knowing how happy it would make Tighnari. You'd taken the day off today because you'd felt sick when you woke up. Now you knew why.

Before you told Tighnari, you wanted to plan a special way to tell him. After giving it some thought, you knew exactly what you were going to do. You were just going to need some ribbon first.

You were waiting for Tighnari when he got back from his evening patrol. "'Nari, I think he is hurt," you were holding a fennec fox in your arms. You were holding him a way that completely hide the ribbon tied loosely around his neck with a note attached to it. You handed him the fox carefully to further lead him on. It was so hard for you not to smile.

"Huh?" Tighnari questioned when he saw the note. Bracing the fox against his arm, he unfolded it. It read as follows: Sorry, my love, he isn't really hurt. He just wanted to help me tell you that I'm pregnant.

"Really?!" Tighnari's eyes lit up, his tail flicking with excitement and joy.

You nodded, grinning. "Really really."

Setting the fox down, Tighnari crouched down to put a hand on your stomach. "Our pup is really growing inside of you," he marvelled, nuzzling your stomach.

During the first stages of your pregnancy, he gave you a thermos of tea to help with morning sickness while you were out on patrol. He accompanied you on every single one of them. He was twice as protective as he normally was.

Whenever you dropped something, he would pick it up for you. You didn't need to be straining yourself like that while you were pregnant. Tighnari could barely contain his joy. He told anyone and everyone that would listen that he was going to become a father.

If you needed to go into Sumeru City for anything, he kept his arm around you, making sure no one would even bump into you.

[cream-stew]

hii i’ve just discovered your blog and you write so beautifully omg ure on of my favs on here so i had to send a req

i would like to req a gn reader with a service dom thoma who could spend hours and hours with you sitting on his face and absolutely CANNOT keep his hands off of u during sex like they’ll either always be on the curve of your hips or he’ll so politely ask to hold your hands while he eats you out 🥰🥰 and praise kink too please 🤭

please take your time no hurry ,,, again your fics are so incredible have a gr8 day 🤗🤗

🔞 minors dni

warnings: afab reader, oral sex (reader receiving), vaginal sex, mentions of overstimulation and public sex, praise kink (thoma)

// note: 3 requests in one bc again I thought they fit well together, the other 2 are under the cut! I hope you guys like it, this was fun to write🤝

recently i’ve been thinking about thoma eating me (afab) out like i feel like the first time he’d do it he’d be a little unsure of what to do but then he gets extremely sloppy and messy with it… like his chin is soaked and he’s basically moaning and humping the bed while doing it

can I get a request where Thoma eats or fucks you while you read documents? Like reader is Ayaka's assistant heheh

he's always so sweet to you, and never leaves you unsatisfied in bed, but he feels like he's still not pampering you enough… he offers to eat you out, then, even tho he has to confess it's his first time doing so.

you tell him you don't mind at all, and you're honestly very excited to let him try it!

you lay back in bed and spread your legs for him, feeling your pussy already getting wet at the sight of him laying on his stomach in between your thighs, his face already so close to your clit.

he seems a lil nervous, mostly afraid of making a fool of himself, but you immediately start moaning when he parts your pussy lips and licks a stripe in between them, boosting his confidence. he gets more into it as he goes on, soon closing his eyes and losing himself as he alternates between sucking on your clit and moving back down to lick at your entrance.

his hands are firmly planted on your hips, keeping you still as you squirm and try to push your pussy higher against his face, but you're completely at his mercy as he eats you out like his life depends on it !!

you can barely stand to look down at him, with your slick gushing all over his chin and his own drool dripping on your pussy, you just know you'll cum way too quickly if you keep looking at him :( tho in the end, you cum quickly anyways…...... but he doesn't stop eating you out yet, he just doubles down on his efforts ! he's so into it that he's humping the mattress, whimpering and moaning against your pussy as he keeps licking all over you🥺

after that first time, he quickly becomes obsessed with eating you out, coaxing you into it every single time you two want to have sex, so by the time his cock is finally plunging into your loose pussy you're already overstimulated and fucked out, but you just can't deny him such a pleasurable reward.

he wants you to ride his face next, laying down on his back and urging you to kneel over him, and when you do it you immediately feel his tongue reaching into you, eagerly lapping up all your juices as he stimulates you so perfectly. you grip his hair as you start riding him for real, rubbing your pussy over his chin and mouth as you moan desperately, enjoying this new sensation.

his hands are on your thighs, but they soon move upwards to your waist, trying to make you ride his face even faster, and finally holding you still when he feels you cum, so you can't get away and stop him from cleaning up your juices with just his tongue.

"you're so good at this", you praise him breathlessly, "mmmn you always make me cum so quickly"

you can see he's blushing at the praise, and you pet his hair gently, looking down at him with a smile as he keeps slowly lapping at your pussy. "ahh, thoma, so good-!”, you repeat, looking behind your back to peek at his hard cock, already dripping precum. yeah, no way you can deny him when he acts like that!

maybe he’s getting a lil too obsessed with your taste tho, bc he soon starts cornering you in public just so he can drop to his knees and eat you out right then and there😥 you have a job to do, you really shouldn’t let him hang out with you while you’re proofreading paperwork for ayaka, he’s way too distracting !! but still… you can’t help but enjoy the way he strips you so frantically, so he can bend you over your desk and eat you out from behind, his hands harshly gripping your asscheeks as he plunges his tongue in and out of your wet pussy :(

the documents are quickly forgotten in your lust (and probably even ruined, given how he presses you down on the desk without a care) but you feel so good that you really can't complain. "yes thoma, mmn yes please", you babble, gripping at the edge of the desk, when he stands up and presses the fat head of his cock to your pussy lips.

he sinks inside and starts fucking you roughly, draping over your back to grab your hands and entwine your fingers together, kissing down the side of your throat as you keep praising him for making you feel so good.

[stxrrynxghts]

Re-watching Mahabharat (3/?)

Why did Pandu get horny during spring tho?

BUT he is just having fun with flowers TT

Pandu and Madri look very cute in this sequence, tbh. So sad that the clock is literally ticking for Pandu at the moment.

Satyavati is the santoor wali dadi XD

I want to slam the bby Kauravas headfirst in a wall.

BTW, Bhima did bully the Kauravas in canon, which is skipped in the show. The Pandavas weren't treated like outcasts, guys, but then, neither were the Kauravas.

Arjun is having a sob-fest over Eklavya. He doesn't know what is going to happen next, is he?

Karna has taken the path of dishonesty. GR8 -_-

OMG GROWN UP KURUS

Duryodhan, is this an ad for L'Oreal?

Bhima is here to shed blood *grabs popcorn*

The wigs of this show in the beginning are so WEIRDDDD

Dhritrashtra is like : "lemme live in my bubble, Sanjay you idiot-"

As far as I remember, this wasn't a competition? All the Kuru princes got their chance in this thing, but they are making this a Pandava vs. Duryodhan thing.

Funny how this show removed/white-washed the ACTUAL crimes of the Kauravas, while showing them do weird evil stuff like planning to bury Arjun alive

Why is Ashwatthama being a blatant Kaurava supporter?

Even Arjun's freaking shadow is attractive what is this sorcery

What is this aansoo catching bullshit

who the fuck takes aashirwaad from tears, Arjun?

Man, I love the Arjun theme

Arjun vs. Duryodhan, the battle of the supreme hair-lords

Not Drona bragging about Arjun

Enter Karna: professional rival, gatecrasher extraordinaire

I think Karna (And the showmakers) don't understand that this competition is just for the KURU princes. And Karna isn't a Kuru prince, is he?

Le Drona: so I cannot even brag about my student without someone getting hurt. Sad.

NO NO. PPL didn't boo at Karna FYI. Instead, the crowd was divided b/w Arjun and Karna supporters during this duel.

And btw, Arjun, a prince, cannot just go picking dueling with every random citizen, no? Yep, Bhima shouldn't have insulted Karna.

TIME FOR THE SHOWDOWN YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

[markdelonge]

hi !! i saw that you were looking for HC requests so i had a little idea

what about one with mark hoppus with a partner that plays another instrument, and what if he'd teach them or they'd start a little band or what have you? i dunno i don't have too many ideas 😭

note: omg im so mad i JUST saw this wtf this is a gr8 idea !

mark hoppus headcannons part 5?????

...

<< no specific gender mentioned>>

☆ being in a band with mark hoppus hcs !

☆ this takes place during blink's 2005 break up

☆ yes, this was requested

blink masterlist

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• besties from the start of the band omg

• so unseparable that the other bandmates were suspicious of u two.

• mark was crushing on u the second he met you.

• it wasn't long until he confessed his feelings for u.

• but it took a while for yall to become official.

• like he knew you liked him, and u knew he liked you, but y'all didn't wanna rush things (given the fact yall had only known each other for like a month before)

• leaving the stadium immediately after shows were done to go on dates

• yall tried to keep the relationship a secret for a while (it didnt work) and when u told your bandmates, no one was surprised

• "we knew"; "were y'all not together this entire time?"; "finally, oh my god"

• mark teaching you how to play bass omg

• like there's a certain time every day that mark would sit you down and teach u how to play

• he let u play a bassline at a show once

• he was very proud of u

• sneaking into his hotel room at night to cuddle (or fuck. depends)

• spending literal hours together writing songs (yall count that as dates)

• sneaking away from the rest of the band to make out

• very protective of u when it comes to the media

• like you're at a radio show or somethin and the interviewer says something rude about you. mark would be so quick to stand up for you

• walking in front of him when fans/paparazzi are crowding around yall so he'd have eyes on you the entire time

• sneaking out the tour bus to go get snacks !

• lazy days where yall stay in bed until 3 pm

#cutestcoupleever

[tau1tvec]

omg a space station world 🤯🤯 your mind. that would be so fucking cool !!!

Hell yeah it would be, and just imagine buy/build, let my sim sleep in a capsule bed with a view of Sixam, and passing asteroids. Take a page outta Into The Future, and reintroduce cool futuristic objects like sonic showers, tube elevators, and holo televisions, and add a hidden lot like an abandoned mining colony or something.

Plus, it’d be a good excuse to overhaul the aliens, and add some gr8 lore.

[bleachbleachbleach]

Man, today is just sports anime day at B3 or something, but I was dissociating from this morning's Zoom meeting by staring at these cards in my kitchen. Last week, we impulse bought a some Bleach wafers at the grocery store that came with fancy holographic cards. XDD Anyway, I'd made a joke about including them in a place of honor, among cards from/of my beloved family and friends, and also the fact that Zaraki, Hitsugaya, and Ennoshita-from-Haikyuu are all hanging out together, but my co-blogger pointed out that the match-up isn't completely left field. After all, they're all captains. And I was like, OMG UR SO RIGHT.

But then today I was like, what if they did that reality TV wife-swap thing?

Zaraki, if he were feeling mellow enough to submit to the idea of volleyball, would find common ground with the Shiratorizawa coach. Ikkaku would come with, resume in hand. The resume reads "GR8 KENDO TEAM @ KARAKURA. LED TO TOTAL VICTORY." Yumichika would design the uniforms.

Hitsugaya wasn't serious enough about the actual game of soccer to suggest to me he'd be good at captaining a volleyball team, but if he brought Matsumoto, I can name at least two people on Karasuno's team who'd obey her every word. And Hinata would be a lot happy to be a LOT taller than someone (like, 30cm), so Hitsugaya does have that going for him.

Ennoshita in the Gotei, on the other hand... He'd replace Lisa, who would return to Karakura to be Queen of the Vizard. Engeki Ennoshita (who has a bigger role then Anime Ennoshita) has Been to War, and I feel like he'd thrive. Transported to the afterlife in nothing but his old man yukata and some sandals? Fuck it, he's been through worse! Sure, he'll lead this ghost army! Why the fuck not!!

[jareauwalker]

Thoughts on the finale and the season as a whole?

omg okay so the finale:

serenajune co-parenting on a train era so true

literally that last scene was so good i can’t believe we get more serenajune next season massive day for insufferable people (me)

serena’s new blue hair and pronouns bff decked her out in clothes that make her look like she’s trying to attract women i’m gonna scream

thinking abt how that one article said that their destinies are intertwined and ykw ya they are and i'm glad that this season was an ode to the fact that yvonne and elisabeth act so so dynamically against each other

MAX MINGHELLA CAN SLIGHTLY MOVE HIS FACE IT'S A MIRACLE

justice for my girly janine, she did kinda gag mrs putnam tho 😳

no bc ann dowd is literally such a good actor it’s actually kind of insane and i feel like i don’t show my appreciation for her enough but she’s like a master of the craft and i luv her <3

damn luke rly fucked that guy up

GO ROSE DUMP HIS ASS

“you say that because you want to feel like you’re a good man” she’s so real

thinking abt how yvonne did an interview before the premiere and said that in s6 she wanted serena and june in hawaii look at her spoiling the finale and us not even noticing bc we were like lol imagine

i wonder if they'll move filming to vancouver then??

the season:

i’ll have more organized thoughts later i think but for now:

EMMY FOR YVONNE STRAHOVSKI RN EMMY VOTERS I AM UNDER YOUR BEDS

like obviously as a serena enjoyer this was a gr8 season for me but i feel like it was just a really compelling season over all

i would’ve loved to see more of mayday/rita/moira, but apparently alexis’ sudden departure impacted those storylines which makes sense

i think the way they’ve left off s5 next season will be an excellent season for serena and june and i am elated 

[bunnywand]

omg fuck yess was looking for blur's "music is my radar" cd singles on discogs and someone had both versions for sale, but like.. they didn't sound in v good condition, and from the listing it wasn't even clear if they were in their original cases?? 😵‍💫

and i was abt 2 pull the trigger anyway but i thought i'd just check on ebay first.. and found someone else w/ them both, in gr8 looking condition, with pictures so i could actually see what was listed, And for less money?? another epic ellie win 😎

[imhavingdifficulties]

ok but like,,, these songs r fucking bops..

Just Awake- Fear, and Loathing in Las Vegas

Hunting for Your Dreams- GALNERYUS

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRcsPmTYkxI 

and this one lol https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHg5SJYRHA0

[cornflowercanine]

i think my f8al flaw artistically is that, unless i put IMMENSE mental effort and attention into it, i CANNOT do a sketch and lineart, i can count on one hand how many times ive drawn actual lineart in the past year. i either go ‘okay sketch time!’ and finetune it and finetune it and finetune it and oops theres no more sketch guess its done now OR i go STR8 to lineart. i know the 8asic shapes 8itch why would i n33d to put thought into it

[cractasticdispatches]

omg fjord’s southern accent is the greatest???? 

[rangerdew]

i. really really really dislike allen

[elysianslove]

Biggest congrats on 500!! i can already tell you're gonna gain a whole lot more soon 🥺 if you're still doin requests, may I ask for nsfw #35 with itadori?Have a gr8 day bby !

thank you so much for your words ily <3 i hope you have a wonderful day, and that you enjoy this, mwah <333

nsfw under the cut, my loves! yuuji’s aged up! 

500 Follower Event; 35. dry humping ━ itadori yuuji

as much as he wouldn’t want to admit it out loud, it’s blatantly obvious yuuji’s much less experienced than you, at least sexually. it’s not that he’s never had the chance to go further with anyone he’s been with, but it had never felt right. and he’s so thankful for you, because you’re so, so patient with him, and so understanding. you never rush him, never expect anything more for him, always reassuring him he’s more than enough for you.

he can tell, with every heated make out session, that you’re sexually frustrated. it’s crystal clear to him, with the way you rock your hips in earnest, seeking any sort of friction with and from him. and he wishes he could give it to you, but he can’t. not yet. 

he’s hovering above you now, your hands in his hair, tugging lightly as his lips meet yours in a bruising kiss. honest to god, yuuji could simply get off to the feel of you kissing him. it’s intoxicating, the way you taste and feel, burning desire always so evident. one hand grips your waist tightly, gripping at the shirt you have on, while the other rests by your head, holding himself up, he feels your hips rise with eagerness, involuntarily trying to meet his, and he groans helplessly, parting your lips. 

your eyes are glossy, a little cloudy, as you stare up at him in wonder. his exhale is shaky as he shifts his body, moving from above you to sit by you. he can tell he’s aroused too, the feeling isn’t foreign to him, but the proximity of you while he’s like this is. with another unsteady sigh, he says, “i’m sorry.”

you’re quick to sit up, turning his face to look at yours while cupping his cheek. “no, no, there’s nothing to apologize for,” you promise with a gentle smile. you reach over and peck the corner of his mouth as affirmation, settling back against the pillows and reaching for your phone. 

he calls for your name, and you disregard the phone, paying him full attention. “i want to make you feel good,” he starts. “i just — i just don’t know if i’m comfortable with going all the way yet.” his wavering voice sounds unfamiliar to him, but he meets your eyes with a strong gaze to make up for it.

your smile is still soft when he looks at you. “that’s okay, yu,” you say. “i’m okay with it like this, i promise.”

still, he doesn’t let up. “can we — um —” he stutters, before clearing his throat, and reaching for your wrist. upon feeling your pulse, steadying him, he finds the courage to say, “come sit on my lap.” he sees you shiver in response, but otherwise, you don’t falter, and you scramble to climb onto his lap. you find yourself often there, and it’s always comfortable being in yuuji’s grasp. but with the way he’s looking at you now, it feels immensely different. 

“yuuji?” you ask cautiously at the feel of his hands hovering unsurely near your hips. he blinks, once, twice, before situating his hands on them. then, experimentally, he pushes you down tightly, guiding you once along his crotch. you gasp in surprise, your hands flying to clutch at his shoulders. “again,” you mumble, and, eyes still trained on where your body meets his, he lifts his hips up, pushing you along with him. it elicits another gasp from you, even if there’s minimal movement and friction, and he’s assuming it’s the excitement of it all. 

one of your hands travel to your hips, resting above his hand. slowly, you grind down your hips, your shorts riding up along your thighs slightly. “this okay?” you breathlessly ask. his eyes find yours, and at the sight of him, you nearly succumb to all your desires. his pupils are fully blown, mouth parted in an endless gasp and cheeks ever so slightly tinted pink. he nods, confirming his consent, but you nudge at his chin, leaning closer as you whisper, “i need you to say it, baby.” 

“please,” he rasps out. “please — want you.” 

you pull him in for a searing kiss, letting your hips move in tandem with him. you moan at the friction against your clit, at the feel of him hardening and straining against his pants. he gasps and moans into your mouth as you press down harder against him, and god, this is numbing every nerve and simultaneously alighting them all on fire. his mouth opens for you, letting your tongue past, allowing you to suck on the muscle between his lips. he whimpers and whines at the overstimulation, and you want to save this all to memory because this is masturbation material for months. he feels so good against you, and you know you’re drenching yourself, past the boundaries of your panties and through your shorts. 

with another harsh rut of your hips, you remove your lips from his, a single line of spit connecting you two. “i can — oh — i can feel you,” he confirms for you, his eyes darting momentarily to where you’re harshly grinding against him.

with a grin, you lick your lips, diving in to kiss at his neck. he throws his head back, eyes rolling to the back of his head and hands gripping the flesh of your ass as you suck on his throat. you can tell his heart’s racing unbearably at the quickening pulse you feel beneath your lips, and you suck at the skin harder, moaning loudly against his neck while you work at driving him closer to his orgasm. you know he won’t last long by the way he’s impossibly hardening underneath you, and you think good, good, go over, baby, good. 

he gasps out loudly, his nails digging into your skin, and your lips travel higher, closer to his ear, nipping at his earlobe. you can feel your own orgasm approaching, and accidentally, you let out a strangled whine, directly by his ear, and he groans in surprise, his hips rutting up against you suddenly. “come on yuuji, cum for me,” you whisper, and he outright sobs, tightening the knot in your stomach. “m’gonna cum, baby, all for you. only for you,” you squeal out, your arms coming to wrap around his neck. 

his arms travel to snake around your waist, holding you directly to his chest, burying his face in your neck as he lifts up his legs, bending them at the knees. one, two, three thrusts up, and he has you screaming, his arms tightening around you and his fingers gripping at the shirt you wear so tight there’s no way he hasn’t torn it. your orgasm shakes through you, leaving you a whining, screaming mess on his lap as your cunt clenches around nothing, gushing out through your shorts and on his trousers. similarly, yuuji’s arms shake with both the impossible strength he holds you with and the strong orgasm. his crotch continues to grind against yours as he rides his orgasm, the front of his trousers, stained with his messy cum. 

“fuck, fuck,” he’s gasping, his hips settling back down on your bed, legs stretching out again, as he calms down. weakly, you shudder, lifting up your head and facing him. anxiously, he asks, “was that okay?” 

you smile dreamily at him, still in your post orgasm haze, and cup his cheeks with both hands, leaning in to kiss him. “it was perfect.” 

500 Followers Event is now closed! 

end note; why was this so long omg. anyways, this might be my favorite smut piece i’ve ever written and idk why. i love writing about 2d characters in sexual situations than working on the university essay i have due literally tonight <3