#THESE ARE SO LOVELY AUHH!!!!

[fronomeeps]

How do you draw his hat 💀

(Bonus ECU shenanigans)

WAHHHHHHHHHH THEM THEM BOTH OF THEM!!!!! THEY LOOK SO LOVELY AHH THANK YOU 🥺🥺

[starsillys]

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clicks for better quality methinks:3 (I am going crazy)

Also I forgot to mention yesterday I got this little ,, little fucken children’s bath toy that lights up different colors when you touch it and it was a very big impulse buy um,,, I love u jade the jellyfish

Also,, um rr,,, Sonny (imo I think it is) drawings WHAT I think he took on the form of that you censor box in the new beginnings story and just. Slowly distorted himself over time to appear more humanoid in denial of being entrapped in a computer as a formless lifeless entity

[ghooostugs]

declaring myself as the top tier modern au enjoyer

my galaxy brain told me miss kiramman would be a burnt out criminal studies student and refuses to let her rich ass parents pay for uni just because shes got that ‘how hard can it be to support myself independently’ gene. and she looks good while doing it

plz excuse the formatting idk how tumblr works yet 💝💝💝💝

[jellyaibo]

UPDAATE on my little radio clock fellow.....TURNS OUT IT ISNT COMPLETELY BUSTED!!! i got some new batteries today and he works! tho i havent gotten the keyboard and screen to work yet...the keyboard has a diff kind of battery for it so ill probably pick one up tmrw and ill see how it goes ^_^

[enhanced-operatives-division]

Head in hands. 'I Spy' with Pulp is such a banger for Zor. It's giving me the urge to finally think about designing them (+ redesigning a couple others..). There's something so good abt some of the lyrics like: "you see I spy for a living // and i specialise in revenge // on taking the things that i know will cause you pain". Like....likee.............

Theres earlier parts that also make my brain tick: "it may look like to the untrained eye // im sitting on my arse all day // I'm biding my time until i take you all on // my lords and ladies, i will not fail // i will prevail, cause i spy"

PLUS the name. That did not help the situation. Alas Different Class by Pulp 🤝 IEYTD Characters. Similar can be said about the Chicago soundtrack but thats a. Whole other ramble

[yael-things]

i watched like 5 episodes of one piece then i forgot to continue watching

[lazyblogposter]

Please please tell me I'm not the only one who ships Fyr and Neloth please I can't be the only one

[1980ssunflower]

EL WIWI.......

[ccrv-7]

bought new dice and a guitar strap. i am winning at being aesthetically pleasing :]

[lithominium]

Is there any love for trans girls who didnt know? Who never had signs? Who went through life comfortable with their gender until one day suddenly they werent? Where all of a sudden after years of going “auhh yeah i wanna have a sick beard and be a cool guy” it all swapped and facial hair makes you hate yourself and you feel trapped in the body that once used to make you so unbelievably happy. Is there any love for those trans girls?

The girls who see all these girls going “hehe i always was stealing skirts to wear them and i always felt like a girl since the beginning” and get sad and dejected because they just dont feel like they belong?

Is there any love for us?

[ilylovelyz]

⍣ ೋ the last jewel

˚ · . sanemi shinazugawa x afab!reader

: ̗̀➛ baby trapping (?), breeding, impregnation, choking, dubcon

call me thunder man when you can't see my eyes to who oppose me, you can die now

sanemi had a dilemma.

he never thought it would happen in his lifetime, but it did. he fell in love. he fell in love with you, a strong and beautiful woman. he's grateful to have you, though now he's come of a dilemma.

throughout his life, he's come across unfortunate events and despair, loosing those who he loves most. it's basic knowledge that the enivronment you had as a child shapes who you are as an adult, it was bound for sanemi to become such a ferocious and off-putting man when he grew up.

yet, out of all the people in the world, you chose him. you saw through his deep scars and empty eyes that he was much more than a killing machine.

he didn't know how to accept it. he tried pushing you away, tried scaring you off, but you were just so damn stupid and persistent, following him around like a naive puppy.

time went so fast around those months, he can't even remember how he wound up in this position.

this delicate position, where he's trembling underneath your touch. your hands are like fire, warming up his skin with every interaction. his eyelashes flutter at the way goosebumps rise on his pale skin, a hot wave rising up his spine.

his hand reaches for your other grips at the sheets below you, encasing it with his much larger ones. his nose rests in the crook of your neck, inhaling your intoxicating scent, smelling of desperation and sex.

"ugh." he groans, his hips rolling deeply into the soft flesh of your ass. he's glad you can't see his face right now, the brat you are would never let him live without teasing him. his eyebrows are furrowed, eyes clenched shut, teeth nipping on his own flushed lips to prevent himself from sounding like some desperate boy.

"you feel so good.." he mumbles into your ear, his hand coming up to wrap around your delicate neck. sanemi sucks and bites at the flesh of your shoulder, your blood attacking his tastebuds. he now knows why demons eat humans, afterall, you taste pretty damn good.

"auhh, 'nemi–more—" you cry out, his cock teasing at your sweet spot. "yeah? like that? you sound like such a pretty slut," sanemi groans out, detaching from your neck and sitting upright to watch the way your even prettier pussy grips onto his cock.

he inhales sharply when he feels his cock twitch when your tight walls consulve around him so tightly it has him struggling to breathe. sanemi tries his best to fuck you through your orgasm, tries his best to not cum in that addictive pussy of yours.

he should though, now that he thinks of it.

before he thinks more about it, his strong arms wrap around your torso, lifting you up to where your back meets his chest. "'nemi—" you whine out, throwing back your head onto his shoulder. sanemi brings up a callosed hand up to your breast, groping you so roughly, pinching at your sensitive buds.

"there's something i need to talk to you about," sanemi says, his tone uncharacteristically stern. "h-huh?" you dumbly say, back arching away from his abdomen. "in the middle o-of-of sex?" you stutter out, barely able to get a coherent sentence out.

god you can't even think. you're so cute. sanemi cups at your jaw, directing your face towards his so he could shove his tongue down your throat before he's pulling away once more an suddenly pulling out his cock from your dripping pussy.

"sanemi?" you cry out, tears dropping down from your waterline at the feeling of being so empty. though, you aren't empty for long as sanemi flips you over onto your back and roughly forces his fat cock back into your small cunt.

the sudden intrusion has you seeing stars, nearly blacking out from the intense feeling of being stuffed full.

"you need to drop of out the demon slayer corps." sanemi says, his purple eyes watching through his long eyelashes down at you. your own eyes stare directly at his, widened with confusion. "w-what? why?" you ask, so confused and shocked at you try to shuffle out of sanemi's grasp.

his hands grab at your hips, his own angling for that sensitive spot within you to keep you weak.

he had his hips grinding against yours, too painfully slow in order to get you to cum again, but also too painfully deep to stop you from not feeling anything.

"you need to drop out from the demon slayer corps–from being a hashira, it's too dangerous." sanemi says once more. "a-and? do you not think i'm strong enough? i'm literally a hashira, just like you."

yes, you are a hashira, just like him. but even the strongest hashira die, it's too much of a risk. you've had him wrapped around his finger, he's too attached to let you go now. he just won't have it. he won't let another person in his life die anymore, especially not you.

there's a couple seconds as he stares down at you with a blank face, his hips stilled away from yours. his sudden quietness scares you, "sanemi?"

before another second could pass, his hips are pushing against yours and his cock tip is flush against your cervix. your mouth opens up in a silent scream, hand coming up to hide the way your eyes roll to the back of your heah.

sanemi's free hand comes to grip at your jaw, squishing your cheeks together to form a pitiful pout to get your attention.

sanemi feels a switch inside of him flip, veins in his neck protruding, jaw clenching tightly. he's not asking. he's demanding. "no, y/n. the demon slayer corps doesn't need a woman who's already knocked up."

a gutteral groan leaves your throat at his words, fat tears being swiped away from his fingers. you can barely put two and two together at this point, only knowing the words knocked up.

"sh-shanemi.." you drool, hand coming up to grip at his wrist. "it's okay. you'll make a good mommy. you'll be able to protect our babies with how strong you a-are—fuck, i'm gonna c-cum in you–" sanemi groans out, his hips loosing rhythm as he comes closer and closer to his orgasm.

sanemi can barely hold himself up as he teeters over his orgasm, his mouth salivating of getting his sweet little girlfriend knocked up with his babies. "i'm cummin', i'm cumming in your pretty pussy—" he cries out before his hands fly down to grip at the sheets, bracing himself as a wave of intense pleasure washes over him.

his cock splurts out a fat load of seed inside your poor pussy, his tip flush with your cervix to ensure all of his cum reaches your fertile womb.

sanemi pants once his orgasm settles down, slowly sitting himself up to see the masterpiece he's created. he pulls his cock out of you, growing hard once more he sees the state you are in, covered in sweat and dried cum, passed out from how good he fucked you.

you may not see it, but he does. this is the only way he can get you to drop out, being a mommy to his children. you can't really argue against this, after all, you signed up for his antics when you chose him.

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[korikokorin]

NSFW

Damian Wayne Headcannon

Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: sexual content

Picture by: https://pin.it/3OIYHwc5s

Note: this might not be a totally accurate depiction of Damian but my brain told me to do it lmao, enjoy!

He tends to babble during sex.

"Ah Auh ugh.. Ahh! Oh... Fuck mmh oh.. please... yes..."

Though he'd personally never put his own children through what he was put through, he is proud of what all those grueling years of training have taught him.

No, not the violence.

The discipline.

He takes pride in his demeanor. He was raised to carry himself with a certain elegance— class; refinement.

His cadence is firm; authoritative. His back straight, head held high, just as what is expected of him.

The heir to the Wayne family.

But in the dark and quiet? Where all he can feel is your skin against his and the soft bedding that rumples just the right way when his body moves against yours?

Well,

"Ah auh ahhh! ...Auhh huuuuhh... Mmmphff.. yes... more... please... fffuck.."

He'd hold onto you for dear life; begging, pleading, clawing at your skin for more.

He could do this for hours. Just an endless chorus of incoherent babbling. His throat would be sore and dry after. Even then he'd hold you close, stuff his face into the crook of your neck and mumble and moan and hum.

He'd keep running his fingers up and down your body, let his legs tangle with yours, pull you impossibly close so that every inch of his skin was moving against you in some way.

He'd be absolutely spent but still crave your touch endlessly.

The babbling gets worse when you call him beautiful.

Because it's true; he is beautiful. Especially like this.

Sometimes you just can't help but voice it.

"you're so beautiful."

His breath would hitch, his voice weakening.

His grip would tighten— almost bruising.

His shoulders would tremble and his brows would furrow.

His voice would come out in a pathetic whimper, and he'd melt into you.

"So, so beautiful, beloved."

Then all at once, as if his senses were returning to him, his movements would get frantic. It would feel desperate; he'd force you and him together harder, faster.

he'd all but scream for you, unable to go that far because of the painful scraping of his throat.

"Ah... Auh! Yes! Augh fuck!"

Finally, he'd cry out for the last time that night.

He'd come down from his high and say over and over again,

" I love you... I love you so much..."

Whisper it into your hair, mumble it into your fingers and your neck, kiss it into your chest — your heart.

" I love you so... much..."

Eventually, he'd fall asleep. the same words still on his lips, whispering it one more time into your cheek as he peppered your face with kisses. Holding you close in this irreplaceable warmth, breathing in your scent that makes him feel at home.

safe.

[hoezhatelola]

bakugou, or dynamight, as he was known by you and other civilians, is the type of pro hero that knows how hot he is. he’s that brawny, hard-headed, explosive man that saved countless lives everyday. not to mention he was popular with the ladies, but he didn’t pay them any mind.

he only paid attention to you. your tight, short skirts and strawberry scented perfume drove him feral, and he’d do anything to get a whiff of it as you passed by. for a man so rough and aggressive, he loved your cute ponytails and the tiny bows that sometimes adorned your locks.

he enjoyed hearing your quiet gasps and sweet moans while he rutted his hips deep into you. there was something so hot that just turned him on about you being his stupid, quirkless little plaything.

your sex was always the best, bakugou using his quirk to gently heat up his fingers while he played inside of you, bringing you to cum on his hands countless times in a matter of minutes “you like cummin’ on these hands? huh? dirty fuckin’ slut.”

bakugou never wasted his time with you, often having to leave after randomly popping in to go do more hero work. he’d push a large hand onto your back, forcing you into a rather uncomfortable arch. he loved keeping your legs closed and just rubbing the tips against the line where your thighs met, feeling the plush of your skin under his fingertips.

he fucked you hard, melting in the way you cried his name over and over again. “f-fuck dyna- auhh, dynamight!!” you’d yell out, sweet cries filling the room. you fucking loved it when he’d take a hand to your neck and harshly squeeze, your pussy tightening around his thick cock and milking him of all his nut.

of course, you never relaxed together afterwards. you’d tangle yourself in the blankets, admiring his sweaty abs and muscular arms pulling his hero costume back on. you fluffed your hair out for him and adjusted his shirt.

“when will i see you again?” you muttered tiredly, his hands coming to hold your waist as he stood at the edge of the bed.

“whenever i feel like it.” he gruffly said, giving the side of your hip a squeeze. you placed a kiss on his neck as turned to walk out, slamming your door as he left.

you sighed. although you’d never admit it, you were hurting at the realization that you just can’t get into his heart. the most you could do was admire your favorite hero, dynamight, on television, and from afar- waiting for his tall figure to return in the middle of a random night, his arms wrapping around your figure in bed, feeding you his throbbing cock.

[another-lost-mc]

Oh god okay I've not been able to get Vamp Beel out of my head. He was so HUNGRY MAN HE WAS BEGGING FOR IT!!!

I was thinking SO HARD of just, while everyone else was fighting, leading him away and letting him drink while giving him a lil' pleasure with your hands. GOD I'd love to see that look on his face.

AFTER THAT HE GOES FERAL N FUCKS THE REST OF YOUR BLOOD UP AEHEHEHSUUDHS AND THEN HE COMES TOO AND IT'S SWEET AND SOFT AND HE'S SO CONCERNED AUHH.

Vampire!Beelzebub x afab!Reader

NSFW // Content: Canon-typical vampire behaviour (biting/blood drinking), rough sex, mild choking. Reader uses gn! pronouns. 1.4k words.

Part of the Vampire!AU Event.

Beel never refuses what you offer when it comes to food, but he hesitated at your offer, his mouth hovering nervously over your neck. Before you dragged him away from the others, he looked hungrier than you’ve ever seen him and you knew what he wanted—and you wanted to help.

One of his large hands cradled your head while the other rested on your waist. “You smell so fucking good,” he admitted thickly as the scent of blood pumping beneath your skin called to him like a siren's song. He panted against your neck, lips brushing the delicate skin while he groaned deep in his chest.

You slid one of your hands up his chest so you could curl your fingers around the back of his neck. You scratched his scalp with your fingertips the way he likes and pulled him down, gently guiding his mouth closer to you.

“It’s okay, Beel. Take what you need.”

There was a rumbling growl and then white-hot pain that shot through your body when his fangs finally pierced your skin. You gasped and clenched your hands in his shirt, and he pulled you flush against him as he tilted your head to allow him better access.

The wet, slick sounds of his lips sucking blood from the wounds in your neck faded away as soft, tingling pleasure spread through your body instead. You hummed and stroked his hair, encouraging him to keep going every time it seemed like he was going to stop and pull away.

Something rubbed against your belly, and you realized his cock was hardening against your hip as he fed from you. He was making aborted little thrusts like he was seeking friction, but he was too distracted to move with real purpose.

You slid your hand down his side and palmed him through his pants. When he groaned, you rubbed along his length a little more before squeezing him—it was a tease, not nearly enough to give him the satisfaction he wanted, but more of an invitation that you were okay if he wanted more.

He withdrew his fangs from your neck suddenly, and you gasped at the sensation of the cool night air blowing across your bare neck and the little punctures he made. You barely had time to mourn the loss of his warm lips against your throat when the world tilted on its side.

He pushed you flat on your back and hovered above you, his nose nearly touching yours when he bared his fangs and snarled. You could smell blood on his breath. “Tell me to stop because if we don't stop now, I might not be able to." 

You shook your head and cupped his cheek. He looked feral with the hungry gleam in his eye and little smears of crimson staining his mouth. You leaned up to kiss the corner of his mouth, and you recognized the warm, coppery taste of blood when you licked lightly at his bottom lip before pulling away. Lust swirled in his gaze like a storm but it didn’t scare you because love still bled through the cracks of his monstrous appetite.

You spread your legs apart invitingly so there was no mistake that you wanted this, wanted him. “I want to give you what you need—please?"

He didn't hesitate to maneuver you how he wanted you now that he knew you really wanted this. He flipped you onto your stomach and raised you to your knees, his large hands curled around your hips. He pulled you back against him so you could feel the outline of his cock against your ass.

He fumbled with his clothes first; you could hear the soft clink of metal as he unbuckled his belt and opened his fly. He scrambled with your clothes next, his fingers clumsy and in his desire to access your bare skin. He tugged your pants down far enough so that you were completely exposed to him. Your clothes were bunched just above your knees, and it felt primal being taken on the rough ground like this.

He kneaded your ass with his large, rough hands as he slid his cock teasingly between your plush thighs. The slick pooling between your legs helped his cock glide smoothly through your folds, and he moaned as the soft squelching sound of skin-against-skin filled the air.

Your cheeks burned at how depraved you felt, but it only amplified the familiar heat of desire pooling deep inside you. He thrusted shallowly between your legs and smeared himself with your creamy slick. You whined when his cock grazed your clit and he pulled back, putting the slightest amount of pressure against your entrance. He repeated the motion over and over, pushing his hips forward and brushing your clit with little teases of barely-there friction; you nearly choked on your own desperate need to be consumed by him.

You whimpered his name and suddenly his hot, heavy body draped over your back. He braced himself above you on one arm while his other hand curled around the front of your neck. He squeezed with the tiniest amount of pressure—enough to make you gasp with surprise—before he tilted your head for better access to your throat. He snapped his hips forward and buried his cock inside you when his fangs pierced you for the second time. 

His thrusts were hard and punishing, and his pace was erratic as bloodlust consumed him. He slurped and guzzled at the blood oozing from the wounds on your neck, and he growled with satisfaction like a beast possessed. Your eyes fluttered shut from the combined sensations of his mouth clamped to your neck: little jolts of pain and pleasure shooting through your veins as he drank, and the drag of his cock claiming your wet, needy hole as he fucked you.

You couldn't move even if you had the strength to—he held you in place with his hand around your neck and his body smothering your own. You were slack-jawed and drool dribbled down your chin; you didn’t realize you were crying out a desperate mantra of more, Beel, give me more until your throat grew hoarse.

Your orgasm ripped through you out of nowhere as the burning sensation of his bite seemed to bloom throughout your entire body. You clenched tightly around his cock and it triggered his own release. He growled when he came, a loud, muffled shout against your neck. The hand grasping your neck fell away, and he pulled you with him as he rolled onto his side and his cock slipped out of you at the sudden change in position. His cum mixed with yours as trickled out of you, coating the inside of your thighs with warm, sticky release.

He nuzzled against your shoulder and wrapped himself around you when he realized you were trembling beside him. “I’m sorry,” he murmured over and over again. He hugged you to him from behind and kissed whatever parts of you he could reach—the back of your neck, your shoulder. "Did I hurt you?"

“I’m okay,” you said quietly, patting his arm that was wrapped around your waist. “But can we go home? I think I need a bath."

He stood up and fixed his pants quickly before helping pull yours back up so you were covered properly. You were both filthy and there were wet stains soaking into your pants. You felt exhausted and a bit lightheaded, but you sighed happily when he lifted you into his arms and started walking, careful not to jostle you too much.

"Oh no, your face is all bloody." You brushed your fingers along his chin where his skin was tacky with drying smudges of blood. "My sloppy little vampire," you cooed softly, grinning when his cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment.

He cleared his throat and scowled, but the glare creasing his brow lacked heat. "It's not my fault you taste so good," he mumbled under his breath. His eyes flickered down to your neck where his bite marks littered your skin. Your neck was smeared with drying blood as much as his own face was, and he swallowed thickly as a pang of renewed hunger shot through his gut.

You yawned and melted against his chest as his careful, steady stride carried you towards home. "Get me into a hot shower and warm bed, and maybe you can have a little bit more before I have a nap."

His stomach growled loudly at the suggestion and he quickened his pace with purpose, suddenly very eager to take you home.

Read more: Beel Masterlist | Obey Me! Masterlist

[macksartblock]

I LOVE YOUR DNDADDIES DOODLES I LOVE SWIFTLI AUGH AUVH AUHH AUHU AUGH AUVH AUHH AUGH I LOVE YOUR ART SO MUHC

i dont draw swiftli enough given they are the embodiment of "love is stored in the infodumping" to me

[k3m1y4]

“nope you’re not leaving!”

dazai x reader

tw: nothing srs actually just clingy dazai being grumpy. (he’s-starved here guys) comfort, fluff :3. bc i need too augh. my english kinda bad ooc! dazai 🤨?? that’s all <3. literal crack. mol drabble

“dazai, get off me dammit…” you mumbled between word frustratedly as the tall man clinging on your arm would not dare to let go of your comforting touch. “but I don’t want you to leave!” dazai pouts and whines like a little child, as he continues to hold you like a stuff toy. his voice was pleading, begging for you not to leave.

“pleaseee? just this once bella!” His eyes glimmered down in puppy sadness, his mouth into a pout as tears fell off his eyes, rolling off to drip down to the wooden floor. “stop crying…” you put your hands on his cheek, cupping his face. sighing in defeat. you envelope him in your arms, if you knew he had that sneaky grin of victory. most likely he’d be dead by tomorrow of broad daylight. “fine, i’ll stay. just for today.” you say as you gaze down at the man, head between your chest.

“yay!” he hugs you softly as his hands caress your back in a loving manner smiling at you as his head peek at your chest. you roll your eyes sarcastically at his childish demeanor, but you couldn’t help it. was it how attractive he was? was it how adorable he was when he begs for your presence? was it?

“so you’re staying with me for today?” his words were sweet and alluring as your ears listened to his voice that made you fall into his grasp, his voice muffled. “yep.” you say a bit embarrassed how you lost to his immaculate charm….

his gaze averts to your mesmerizing face, not only a second later his lips was on yours. the hue of light shining down on your faces, complementing how romantic the scene was.

He parts the kiss with a trail of saliva leaving your mouth, including a grin on his face. “how was i- AHHH-!!” you smacked his head aggressively and both of you started arguing while Chuuya had to gaze up at the window above him, greeting him with a deafening, and loud. yelling, screaming voices. was he surprised? it was you and dazai of course…

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HOLY SHIT SORRY I WAS GONE…. I got caught up reading instead of writing!!! My bad, anyways im so sorry it’s so short 😭!! I rlly don’t have the motivation to write rn sooo, and my english sucks auhh :(… but thanks for the likes i’m kind of surprised ppl r actually reading my shitty fics :3! (tysm 💗💗) renewed layout.