#anyways i hate this place

[nekoning]

final part - huafenglian turns xi4nle and everyone is gay in a kinda lame way / parts 1 & 2

ID courtesy by @imber-florum

[Image description: A grayscale comic featuring Feng Xin, Hua Cheng, Xie Lian, and Mu Qing. As a note, all caps text in the comic has been adjusted to regular capitalization in this description to aid readability for screen readers.

Feng Xin is fiddling with a torn dummy from fighting practice. San Lang scoffs and says, "You're pretty miserable, huh?"

"Yeah, this dummy tore apart too soon..." Feng Xin says, focused and not looking at him.

"...Not what I meant." At Feng Xin's confused glance, San Lang says, "You have no choice but to share with someone you hate."

"I don't hate you though."

"Oh, and you expect me to believe that?"

Feng Xin turns back to the dummy. "I thought you were going to hurt Dianxia so I wanted you away from him, but he's safe and happy with you, so it's fine now."

San Lang's eye twitches. "...You really are simple-minded."

"Fuck you!" Feng Xin shouts. "Tch, and you think too much. Just like Mu Qing." Hua Cheng abruptly shifts to his Crimson Rain Sought Flower form, his hair raised and shadows looming ominously around him. He barely restrains himself from punching an oblivious Feng Xin by thinking of Xie Lian's happiness at him and Feng Xin getting along better.

"Speaking of that one," Hua Cheng says, "What is he up to?" The comic shows Xie Lian approaching Mu Qing, who blushes.

"Uh, I think Dianx— ...A-Lian wanted to plant cherry trees," says Feng Xin. His words are paired with an image of Mu Qing looking downward, still blushing and perhaps saying something. Feng Xin continues, "And he offered to help, because 'he didn't trust him to do it right' and all that." These words are paired with an image of Mu Qing's eye glancing to the side.

The next frame shows Mu Qing in simpler clothes diligently sowing, planting, and watering seeds. One of Hua Cheng's butterflies flits around him, spying on him.

One day, Hua Cheng comes to spy on Mu Qing in person from behind a bush. 'Does he really have to come every single day?!?' he thinks.

It is on this day that the cherry tree seedling sprouts. Mu Qing smiles happily. At the sight, Hua Cheng leaps from the bush, shouting, "What the—?! Who is that?!?!"

"It hasn't changed!!!!" shout Xie Lian and Feng Xin, who leap up at the same time from the bush next to him. The three of them turn to each other, flustered, and Mu Qing jumps and hisses at them, a furious blush on his cheeks. Hua Cheng and Xie Lian look back to him with bemused frowns while Feng Xin sweats in fear of Mu Qing's rage. End image description.]

[fridgrave2-0]

hehe ghost-turbo haunting felix au

turbo is connected to the last piece of his code in the whole arcade - a trophy he gifted to felix in mid 80s as a symbol of him genuinely caring about their relationships on par with being the best racer. felix also gave him one of his medals and both kept their gifts next to other rewards, but when roadblasters and turbotime were unplugged, the medal was gone with everything else

now, after burning in cola-lava turbo is basically dead, but scraps of his code still were intertwined with the trophy (after all, it was his first winner's cup, but felix never knew about it), giving turbo an opportunity to exist as a shadow incapable of interacting with anything and anyone besides felix, who kept the trophy even after the roadblasters incident

also I went crazy in tags, feel free to check them out

[sammygender]

girlcoded sam readings are like. his arcs are so tied up with control and bodily autonomy and sexual assault and otherness and cleanness and a desire for freedom and rebellion against oppressive masculine forces to the point where an examination of his show-long arcs looks like a thesis on The Female Gothic. he’s never afforded the respect or the power of characters like john and dean and is in fact narratively punished whenever he isn’t subservient to them. both the show itself and the fandom surrounding it treat him like dean’s bitch wife. he is textually compared to female characters multiple times, by the narrative and by dean.

and then meanwhile girlcoded dean readings are like. Eldest daughter core! (his father handed down ultimate control over every aspect of sam’s life once he died like a family heirloom)(he is THE patriarch). Yes he does the cooking yes he does the cleaning (which he doesn’t even…. and even if he solely did all the housework how does that make him Girl Coded unless it’s being delegated exclusively to him like its his role and he’s punished for not conforming to it… which is not happening…).

like girlcoded dean readings rely on stereotypes about women in real life. girlcoded sam readings rely on noticing how much the narrative constructed around sam falls into tropes used in fiction almost always about women. even things like his psychic powers! the way people are always swarming around trying to ‘corrupt’ him! the fixation on his purity and innocence! the two readings are very different things

[couch-house]

I think sonic had a really good time not being playable for once and just being supporting cast for his friend shadow. i just know he was soooo excited to explain the controls and not worry about rings and cheer on his friend (and sometimes be a final boss :3)

[gummy1025]

The Goldie hunting experience (og image on the bottom)

[jinikaris]

/ᐠ > ˕ マ Ⳋ birthday cat ⟢ 2024 birthday stream

[michaelwheelers]

Um, Janet ... quick question: can anyone access our search history, or is this an incognito browsing situation like when you're stalking a hot mailman from your work computer?

bonus:

[yurayuray]

Vash!!! The Stampede!!!!

[bacchuschucklefuck]

okay unironically I love so much that porter is like this world SUCKS its BAD here and it HURTS you why do you care abt it!!! and literally every single bad kid is like ngl we just hate ur ass it does not matter what ur philosophy is

[copypastus]

So that hofas bonus Ember chapter huh.

I wish Tamlin and Nesta built a casual friendship.

It's such a missed opportunity! They were both assigned penance eternal by the IC over their relationships with Feyre with no road to redemption. In acosf they were both on a shame spiral. You'd think this would be a like calls to like moment! Opportunity to recognise that just coz Rhys's friends hate you doesn't make you a bad person!

[lithuvan]

ever since i saw the sam smith airport jeans photos i couldn't stop thinking about this

at least pelle wore some leggings under his jeans

[navree]

i think more people need to realize that the circumstances of how jason todd died would make him deeply untrusting of not only other people, not only himself and his own instincts, but specifically other people's proclamations of what they feel about/for him and how he reacts to that in turn

[ganondoodle]

did another rough concept for faron for my comic

design is based on both skyward swords and botws look since they are the same character in my AU, idk if this is the final one; she will show up in chapter 4

basic design, with robe, and one of her being noisy

(comic concept art)

[sevikasenby]

wake up call.

summary: (trans sevika :) you wake up to sevika touching herself early in the morning thinking you’re asleep. rating: explicit, MDNI wc: 1,842

it was one of sevika’s rare off days from work. a full day that is. there have only been a few instances where the stars align correctly and the universe has mercy on sevika for once. there’s no more damned paperwork to do (for today at least) and silco doesn't need sevika to go run errands for him, which often lead to her getting cuts and bruises. 

neither of you bother setting an alarm, you can sleep in till whenever. a lot of time you hope to wake up first so you can make breakfast before sevika wakes up, sometimes even bringing her breakfast in bed because she absolutely deserves it. you don’t always get to the breakfast in bed part because sevika’s only a light sleeper when you’re not in bed with her, she senses that you’re not there and wakes up to come into the kitchen with you. 

when you woke up this morning, you were too tired to open your eyes just yet. however, you noticed you weren’t laying on top of sevika, not even cuddled up next to her. that was weird. then you noticed the quiet sound of sevika’s heavy breathing…and a faint wet noise? 

slowly peeling your eyes open, you were met with sevika, not too far from you, her pajama pants and boxers pulled down a little with her cock out, stroking it. 

fuck. 

you didn’t want to interrupt just yet, only wanted to watch her, feeling your mouth water and clit start throbbing. you could tell her mech hand was gripping the sheets next to her as she spread the bead of precum over her tip with her thumb.  

her hand slid gently up and down her very clear hard cock, seemingly not wanting to go too fast so she didn’t wake you up, but fuck, were you awake now.

you didn’t know if you wanted to just watch her jerk off beside you while thinking you’re asleep or interrupt her so she could fuck your brains out because the longer you watched, the harder your clit throbbed, almost painfully so. 

it wasn't until you heard her moan softly, her mech hand coming up to cover her mouth, clearly not expecting the moan to escape, that you decide to interrupt her morning activity. 

“havin’ fun?”

her head whipped around to look at you. “oh fuck, you’re awake.” she panted, not sounding too surprised that you clearly had been watching her, she sounded relieved. 

you grinned as you sat up, scooting closer to her and running your hand up her chest to her neck and then cupped her scarred cheek. “wanna tell me why you’re touching yourself so early, baby?”

“had a dream ‘bout you, couldn’t wait.” she was still stroking herself, panting harder now. her hair was all messy with strands of it falling in her face. 

you didn’t waste any time kissing her, her lips moving roughly against yours. your hand found its way underneath her shirt to tease one of her sensitive nipples, rolling it between your fingers. “i need you so bad.” she moaned against you. 

“i know, and you’ll get me, but only after you get me a little more wet and then you can fuck me however you want.”

you leaned back to take off your underwear, leaving your (sevika’s) t-shirt on and swung your leg over her so you could straddle her face. her mech hand came to wrap around your thigh and her flesh hand continued to touch herself but you stopped her, telling her not to because you didn’t want her to cum just yet. 

both hands wrapped around your thighs now, pulling you all the way down onto her mouth. her tongue came to lick a fat stripe all the way up your cunt to your clit, taking your clit in her mouth and sucking on it. you moaned as you gripped onto the headboard of the bed with one hand and the other was on top of her head, tangling your fingers in her hair. 

you took a second to look back, seeing sevika’s leaking cock twitch every now and again. “oh, you’re so wet for me, sev.” you told her, just to feel her moan against your cunt. 

grinning, you looked down at her, her eyes closed, so focused on pleasing you. you ran your hand through her hair, getting her to look up at you. 

“so fuckin’ pretty eating me out.” you praised her, making her moan again. 

she began lapping hungrily at your arousal that was seeping into her mouth, the pleasure making shivers go up your spine. 

her tongue probed at your entrance before slipping inside of you, both of you moaning as your your wet walls clenched around her. you couldn’t help but grind against her tongue while you rubbed at your sensitive clit.

when you felt yourself getting close, you lifted yourself off of her, hearing her whine softly. “well you wanna continue eating me out or you wanna fuck me?” you teased her. 

you were flipped onto your back a second later and you automatically spread your legs to give her the access she wanted. her pretty cock was still leaking with precum as she lined herself up with your wet entrance that was clenching around nothing. 

she hadn’t been bothered to take off her boxers or shirt as she finally guided herself into you, feeling the familiar yet welcome stretch and burn as she pushed every inch inside you till she bottomed out, a guttural moan leaving her. 

“you feel so damn good, baby, so much better than my dream.” 

you moaned at the praise, moving you hand down your stomach. “oh god, you’re so fucking deep,” you moaned, feeling the bulge she was creating inside you. “it’s like i was made to take you.”

sevika growled. “you can’t just say shit like that.” she started fucking you, it was slow at first so you could get use to her but quickly became faster, harder, making you cry out in pleasure. 

you tugged at her shirt, wanting her closer. she did as you wished and you were able to cup her face and pull her in for a kiss. 

“that feels so  fuckin’ good, sev.” you moaned against her lips. 

you could hear the squelching sound of her pounding into your pussy. you were so wet now that she was slipping in and out of you with ease. 

she pushed down on your lower stomach, now hitting the spot that made you see stars, getting you close. “please don’t stop, please don’t stop.” you begged. 

“don’t you worry, baby, i’m not stopping till you cum on my cock as many times as i want.”

your eyes rolled back as you felt yourself getting closer and closer, reaching down to rub your neglected clit till you eventually tip over the edge, your hands moving to grip sevika’s back and your legs shaking. sevika was almost instantly after you, moaning into your neck and cumming inside you, feeling your cunt pulsing around her. 

she stopped and pulled out, but only to take her boxers and pajama pants off and flipped you onto your stomach, raised your knees up before continuing to fuck you from behind, making you whine at the overstimulation.  

“come on now, you can take it, can’t you?”

you nodded as best you could with your face pressed against the pillows. sevika positioned herself over you, feeling her chest pressed against your back. 

“yeah, my pretty baby takes anything i give them.” sevika cooed in your ear, her thrusts never faltering. 

soon the overstimulation became only pleasure as sevika pumped her cock in and out of you, fucking you deeper and hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. you could feel cum, a mix of yours and sevika’s, dripping out of you and onto the bedsheets below, even some dripping down your thigh. 

sevika’s own moans filled your ears, strings of curses falling from her lips. if there was anything better than her fucking you, it was hearing and knowing that she felt good, that you were making her feel good. it was why you debated on just watching her this morning, hearing her trying to be quiet while she touched herself, trying not to moan to loudly, it was music to your ears. 

"oh fuck!” your eyes rolled back again as she latched onto your neck, sucking a mark into your soft skin. your moans were nearly being muffled by the pillow your head was resting on. 

sevika’s flesh hand came to grip the top of your own that was gripping the bedsheets, letting your fingers intertwine. 

it wasn’t much longer that you felt your orgasm hit you like train. “fuck i’m cumming!”

“me too, baby.”

your legs trembled and your back arched as she came inside you again, fucking you both through your orgasms. she pulled out, not wanting to cause overstimulation this time. you flipped yourself over onto your back, letting your legs and knees rest and fall flat against the bed.

sevika came and laid her full weight on top of you, burying her face in your neck, still breathing heavy. you wrapped your arms around her, running your hand up and down her back while you both caught your breath. 

“you okay?” you asked her. 

“mhm, goin’ back to sleep.” she murmured. 

you chuckled. “we gotta get cleaned up first, sev.” she only hummed in disapproval, not wanting to get from her comfy spot on your chest. 

“and i hate to break to you, but the sheets definitely need to be washed.” she groaned this time, looking up at you. you leaned down to kiss the pout off her face. 

“come on.”you told her and you both finally got up. she started tugging at the sheets to take them off but you gently smacked her hand away, telling her to just go into the bathroom. she did and you gathered some clean clothes for each of you before following her. you both cleaned up and used the bathroom, getting into the clothes you brought which were just t-shirts and clean underwear. 

you told her to go get comfy on the couch and that you would be there in a minute. you gathered up the sheets that needed to be cleaned and took them and threw them in the washer. 

after you started the washer you went to the living room, seeing sevika sitting on the couch clearly waiting for you. there was a glass of water on the coffee table that she must’ve went and got for you and her, seeing as it was already half empty. 

you took a drink before you both lay down on the couch, you on the inside resting on sevika’s chest. she draped a blanket over you before wrapping her arm around your back and kissing the top of your head. 

“i love you.” you yawned, cuddling more into your girlfriends chest, feeling yourself growing more tired.

“i love you too.” 

taglist: @abitohoney @archangeldyke-all @shimtarofstupidity @sevsbaby @zaunite-leo

[leandra-winchester]

[mars-ipan]

say "ahh"

bonus version under the cut bc i couldn't decide if the neon was too much