#don't love having to pay to watch them

[crown-ov-horns]

My Good Omens fanfictions are kicking off. Or, should I say, Lady Crowley is. In one of the stories, she was supposed to end up with Hastur. No, she decided she wants to be with Michael.

I guess, I'll need to come up with a seperate F!Crowley x Hastur storyline, because I'm not letting go of that ship.

F!Crowley x Michael... I like the sound of that. I really do.

Has happened to all of us, hasn't it? Your superior in the military waltzes in, and seduces the love of your life. Not to mention, that's his pregnant girlfriend, and when he finds out, it's too late.

Whatever, Calla Crowley can still end up an astronomy-obsessed, equestrian pastel goth, if General of the Heavenly Host is her stepmother.

I must say... In one story she's with Satan, in the other she'll be with Michael... Lady Crowley, honey, you keep pulling the Olympians. Good for you.

P.S. - I don't know how accurately to Good Omens I'll portray Michael, since I haven't seen season 2, and it doesn't matter. I have a very particular way I like to see the figure. Honestly, if she isn't the General, and the leader of angels in Good Omens, it's a crime. Because, if she is, why haven't I seen her in armour/uniform in any of the screencaps?.. Either way, her version I intend to paint is amazing.

[softquietsteadylove]

Thenamesh. Tomb Raider. AU. Please.

Gil did his best to swim to the surface but it wasn't easy. The tunnel he had followed let out to a rather violent section of the river. He had chosen this slightly riskier path entirely because he had thought it might give him a head start on Thena.

Did Thena make it out okay?

He had bigger problems to worry about, like surviving this river.

He fought to the surface, gasping in what air he could before he was tossed aside again. Okay, so choosing the tunnel section close to the rapids was not his wisest decision. He was trying to think like his more reckless and impulsive colleague!

Colleague probably wasn't the right word for what they had. A frenemyship...a rivalry...some tension that he knew he felt, but was quite sure Thena was oblivious to. Not that it mattered now that he was drowning.

"Gil!"

He was hallucinating now. Much closer to drowning than he thought--great. He hit a rock under the water, its speed overpowering all the muscles he had worked so hard for. His air left him in one gulp.

He wasn't sure if it was a hallucination or not when he saw Thena in front of him. His eyes were barely open when she swam down to him. The river was calmer further from the surface. She swam right up to him, pressing her lips to his, pushing air from her lungs into his.

He must be dying, he thought.

Thena's hands gripped the straps of his bag, urging up back into the momentum of the river. He knew she was plenty strong herself. She would have to be, to be called 'Tomb Raider' by those in their profession, freelance or otherwise.

Thena gasped loudly as she surfaced first, then forcing his head up as well. "Breathe, you bastard!"

He didn't know how necessary the name calling was. But he did take in a breath--a real breath of air. So, he wasn't hallucinating, and he wasn't dead. He was surprised.

"Come on," she growled, still fighting against the current to keep him afloat. "Just keep breathing."

He tried his best, although he was waterlogged, to put it lightly. He felt her sharp talons of fingers creep around his pockets, finally pulling at the zipper of his bag, "hey!"

Thena grunted as she finally disposed of the counterweight he had in his side pocket, expressly for the purpose of switching out certain artifacts, potentially surrounded by traps. "Not a world of difference, but a stone is a stone."

He wasn't sure if that was a crack about how heavy he was or if she really was talking about the rock he was planning on switching out.

They did eventually make it to the side of the river. Thena grabbed onto the riverbank first, fingers dug into the grass and holding onto the strap of his bag for dear life. "Come on."

Gil groaned, dragging himself up out of the water after her. He did feel heavier after his impromptu river ride, he had to admit. He coughed up some water, although he was pretty sure he could hear Thena doing the same. "Thanks."

She remained facing away from him, also fighting to catch her breath. He had underestimated just how strong she was, apparently, given her ability to drag him to shore with those thin little arms. "Imbecile."

"Okay," he huffed, turning over to sit on his butt and lean back on his palms to gasp in the rest of his air. "I'll send you a card, I guess."

"What were you thinking?!"

Gil stared at her as she grasped the front of his soaking wet shirt, shaking him. Her voice was raw and warbled from the shouting and the almost drowning. But it was more than that; she had tears in her eyes.

She shook him again, looking terribly upset (angry and otherwise). "Why didn't you follow me?"

"I-I-" he shook his head, still stunned.

She grabbed his shirt with both hands now, pulling him closer so she could really shout in his face. "Why didn't you follow me?!--down my tunnel! It leads further downstream, at a lower altitude!"

She seemed awfully upset with him for...almost dying? Gil let her grab and shake him all she wanted though. Whatever helped her get it out (and not start punching him). "I didn't know. This was the way I came in."

"You could have died, Gil," she asserted, since apparently it bared repeating. She never called him Gil.

"I-" he blinked, sitting up more properly and gently reaching up to her hands. He tried to pry them away from him gently, and she let go as soon as he touched her. But her hands were so small, and so soft, and now they were so cold, too. He held them in his, "I'm sorry, Thena."

She didn't have a clever response to him holding her hands and wholeheartedly apologising. He still wasn't sure why he was apologising for almost dying on her, but what the Lady wanted, the Lady got.

Thena sighed, her hair now hanging around her cheeks limply after their little log ride. "I thought I was the reckless of the two of us."

The two of them made quite a pair, he thought. He chuckled, looking up at her in her hunched position up on her knees. His hand drifted, and he almost wondered what it was doing. He pushed back some of her loose strands escaping her braid, tucking them behind her ear again. "Guess I had to beat you to it, just this once."

Fuck, she was beautiful. If only her very existence didn't interfere with every job he had ever taken.

Thena looked him over, determining if he really was fit to travel or if he was having one last surge before croaking right in front of her. But she must have been satisfied, because she rocked back on her heels before standing. "Just this once, Gilgamesh."

He mourned how she called him Gil.

"Are you able to walk?" she asked more genuinely, more firmly, and more like her usual self. She glanced at him over her shoulder (with as little effort as possible). "Or should I come back for you."

"I'm fine, I'm fine," he insisted, even as he let out a loud groan to get on his feet again. "Maybe if I tell them I almost died trying to get that stupid idol they'll still pay me for my trouble."

"You did technically find it," she shrugged as they began trudging back to the main basecamp around the remains of the city. "I would vouch that your finder's fee still applies."

He smiled, tired as it was. Her shoulders sat lower than before, and she had never looked more delicate to him. But he dared to nudge her shoulder with his elbow, "thanks for saving me."

She declined to respond to that.

If she wanted to walk in silence then so be it. But he had to wonder, "where's the idol."

"Bottom of the river."

Fuck.

"It was made of gold, Gilgamesh, I could not possibly have swam with that on my person."

She abandoned it...for him? He looked at her curiously, but apparently his eyes burning a hole in the side of her head was low down on her priority list.

"Which means my finder's fee also applies."

Ah, that was more like the Thena he knew. He chuckled, soaking up the sun, both for the warmth and in hopes it would help dry out his clothing. It was stuck to him like a second skin. He would worry about Thena, but her raiding outfits tended to stick to her like a second skin already.

Not that he had noticed.

"I can always go back for it."

He laughed more fully, even though his lungs still ached a little. She elbowed him for it this time, and damn her elbows were pointier than his. But he let it slide, given how she did forsake a great treasure to save him. "No racing this time."

"It was never a race," she rolled her eyes at him. "And if it were, I had beaten you anyway."

Ah, Thena never changed. And he kind of didn't want her to.

[strunmah-mah]

I want Jason to become the designated magic investigator for Gotham. None of the other bats want to touch magic with a ten foot pole, but Jason is casually steeping in the supernatural. They should just start shoving their weird cases on to him. It could be fun.

Jason is trying to get a somebody out of a demon deal they made. He kidnaps Harvey to be the person “Lawyer”. “I don’t know what kind of Lawyer you need for this, but I’m not it.” “Don’t care, you owe me for the zombie mess” Harvey ends up joining permanently as Jason’s legle consultant.

Speaking of zombies, Powers International is still around doing weird stuff with Lazarus Resin. The become the Wolfram & Hart to Jason’s Angel Investigations,

Somehow Dr. Langstrom ends up on the squad. Jason and Harvey are both very confused to discover he knows magic. Langstom proudly shows off his JLD membership card. They are even more confused that he’s a member of the Justice League and can’t decide if  being apart of the magic division specifically makes it more or less weird.

Every Jason series is better when he has a kid sidekick. In this one it’s gonna be Maps Mizoguchi. Who at this point has met every bat except for Jason and Dick. And given her own inclinations towards the supernatural she just makes sense here.

Jason and Harvey are confused again when Maps knows Dr. Langstrom and mentions he used to be one of her teachers at Gotham Academy. Langstrom gets around.

Maps drags her friend Pomeline into the group. Langstrom starts teaching her magic. Everyone else gets nervous because this can’t possibly end well.

One time they get a case and end up needing to talk to the king of hell to get it solved. This time everyone is confused by Jason when he says no problem. They set up a summoning circle and out pops Bizarro, This is not what any of the others where expecting.

I feel like there’s gotta be a good way to include Eddie Bloomberg in this and revive his friendship with Jason. But I also don’t know if he ever came back from the dead after heroes in crisis so . . .

[ladyhavilliard]

So. I think I do fixate on people, huh.

[deathbyworm]

Watcher stuff is frustrating. Can totally get where they're coming from and I get why they came to this decision, but still super heartbreaking knowing I won't be able to watch the vast majority of their stuff going forward, especially after how long I've been a fan. So it's just this conflicting frustration that this is the decision they've made while still understanding that they still need to make a profit and be able to actually pay themselves and their employees and livable wage while producing their shows.

Kinda livid over it seemingly being USA only though. can't believe that. how are you guys gonna be like yeahh we're gonna get to travel more!! and then not actually let any of those places get to PAY to watch your content like. god it's frustrATING I hope they address that soon tbh

[keeps-ache]

!!! my skates came :DDD

[fayeandknight]

No videos from agility because I forgot.

The first run wasn't bad and pretty standard for us. No knocked bars, decent contacts, and the occasional zooming passed me.

On our second run I was more mindful about my words, not yelling (because I'm the loud between us lol) and trying to be silent for at least half my cues. I definitely noticed an improvement in his focus. He looked to me for direction more often because my cues were quieter and/or silent. Very cool.

At the end we took some time to help one of the other dogs in class. This dog is reactive and Forte was called upon to play neutral dog. He's actually really good for that since he is super respectful of other dogs body language and doesn't escalate reactions. If a dog goes off he looks to me because I've heavily reenforced that a dog having big loud feelings means come to me for a treat. So it was neat to be able to use that to help another dog.

The owner thanked me and made a comment about how the cattle dog part of her (dog) made her crazy. And I laughed and assured them I understand because I have a Corgi cattle dog mix at home.

My instructor fell on this information and asked if my Corgi would do Flyball. Told the instructor that Faye would probably be good at it but she hates being in a crate. My instructor's so what, she (Faye) should come to Flyball practice.

I reached out to the Flyball instructor to see if there's room for Faye to join as well tomorrow so we'll see.

If Faye does come I'll probably just put her in my car when it's not her turn.

[stillcominback]

finding out disney+ is removing the willow series this month [ and a lot of other content ] is becoming my villain origin story

[nexus-nebulae]

thinking about how not only my brain problems but also the way i was taught history in school has just completely fucked up my sense of time

[noxtivagus]

head in hands FINAL FANTASY

[stitchthesewords]

that 'tell me about the best movie you watched this year' post is making me realize i. did not watch any movies this year.

[halalhyungwon]

my friends are influences

[sideeve]

⠀⠀⠀“WHAT?! SEX BAN?!”

﹅ contains ;; gojo satoru , kento nanami , choso kamo , toji fushiguro , ryomen sukuna , geto suguru

﹅ alt title ;; how long the jjk men can withstand the sex ban

﹅ warnings ;; sorta sub!choso , whiny!choso , toji's part is more explicit than the others , this is my first time writing for some of the character so i'm sorry if i didn't describe them well

GOJO SATORU (3 days)

“are you serious?” gojo groans, slumping forwards. gojo watched in disappointment as you crossed your arms, looking away from him. "you did it so you have to pay." for weeks, you've been trying to tell gojo to separate the colors from the whites while doing laundry. him just wanting to get it over with, he dumped them all in the same load, ruining some of your favorite pieces of clothing.

"baby, please. i won't do it again," he begs, kneeling in front of you. but to no avail, you stood your ground.

it only took him 3 days to convince you to wave your white flag, surrendering to his seduction. "you look good in my shirts." gojo's hands caress your hips as he presses his chest to your back. "i would be in my clothes if you would just listen to me." you huff, "i never said i was disappointed." gojo whispered, his hard-on pressing on your ass.

“please. just drop the ‘sex ban’. i said i was sorry.” his lips make a trail of kisses on your neck. you needed him too. whenever he wasn’t around, you would use your toys, trying to not let gojo know you were sexually needy. but they didn’t work.

RYOMEN SUKUNA (not happening!)

no. just no. it’s funny that you even thought about putting that in motion. sukuna was too desperate for sex but never wanted to admit it.

“no,” he stood above, crossing his arms, making himself seem bigger than you (as if he even needed to do that). “you can’t deprive me of sex, woman.” he grunts. “but i can, kuna. that’s what you fail to realize.” you tut, standing up to walk away.

one of his four arms wraps around your waist, throwing you back on the soft surface. "you're not going through with this." he growls in your ear, crawling go top of you.

how dare you even think such a thing? you were his woman, his twin flame. you were the only person he showed the littlest respect to and you decide to do some foolery like this.

he tugs your shirt over your head, your bra coming next. his rough hands slide over your chest. "such beauty..." he whispers. "i'll make sure you never think of this again.

KENTO NANAMI (it was on accident)

his job was taking him away from you. between being a jujutsu sorcerer and a businessman, he couldn't find time to be a partner for you.

due to the lack of attention you were receiving, you became sexually pent up, having the urge to pleasure yourself at the worst times. the feeling of neglect was creeping up on you. some days, you forgot nanami even lived with you.

"love, i'm home." nanami tugs off his tie, tossing it to the side. "i don't know how long i can take of this." he rubs his temples, deeply sighing as he led himself to your shared bedroom. before his hand touched the cold metal knob, he heard your muffled moans and the squelching of your cunt.

he slowly opens the door, peeking in the room before fully entering. "it seems i've neglected you." he watches as you quickly cover yourself as if he hasn't seen you naked many times. he unbuttons the top of his shirt as he saunters to the edge of the bed, removing the covers off you.

"seems like i have some things to make up for."

CHOSO KAMO (not even a day)

"please." he whines, his head resting on your lap as he looks up at you. ever since you shared your first time with choso, he's been going at it with you like rabid dogs. if he wasn't inside you, his head was squished in between his thighs.

"choso, i need a break." you sigh, trying to remove him from off you. his grip on your legs was tight as he put his face in between your thighs, shaking his head. he was acting like he couldn't survive without your cunt somehow being involved.

"i swear, i'll leave you alone after. just please," he whined. you couldn't resist him for much longer. you hated when he got all whiny like a baby. he was spoiled because of you.

"fine." you undo the tie of your sweatpants before his hands swatted yours away, tugging your pants and panties off. "i promised you." he kisses your inner thigh before his tongue began flicking away.

TOJI FUSHIGURO (mans was balls deep in you the second you said it)

"you really think so?" he darkly chuckles, rubbing himself on you. "toji, i'm sorry. please." you whine, wiggling your ass on his cock. "i don't think you are." he teases, stepping away from you.

you whine, following him. "it was a joke." you press your hand on his chest. "did i laugh?" he tilts his head, smirking at you. you sigh, "toji, i'm sorry." you press yourself against him, your chest touching his.

"fuck." you knew he couldn't resist the feeling of your chest on him. it was like heaven to him. "turn around." he grunts, gripping your hips to turn you around, bending you over.

he easily slid inside of you due to how wet you got over time. "don't say stuff you don't mean, baby." he laughs, thrusting into your backside. it was worth it.

GETO SUGURU (you gave in after implementing it)

you wanted to test geto's limits, giving him an extra nnn moment which made you realize something. it was always you initiating sex. "geto, please. i give up." you whine, following him around the house.

he chuckles, "everyone must deal with their consequences, my love." he turns to you. he plastered a sinister smile, taunting you. he saw how much you needed him but he wasn't caving in until he heard you say it.

"i'll do anything. my hand isn't even working anymore." you simper. it was starting to become frustrating seeing how calm he was about all of this as you were suffering.

"i need you! is that what you wanted to hear?" you shout, earning a grin from him. he walks closer to you, his finger tracing your jawline, "why didn't you say that sooner, love?" he chuckles.

[morimess]

i keep seeing songs on TT that remind me of Linebeck...and I don't...really know how to feel about it.

[2000snotebook]

Ace HSS hurts me because it's so obvious he bases his self-worth on what he means to others and what he can do for them. Do you know what character that reminds me of.

[angelltheninth]

Can you do little scenarios where Hazbin men fuck their girlfriend out of jealousy?

Fuck yes I can! I 100% can!

Pairing: Alastor, Lucifer, Adam, Vox, Valentino x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, jealousy, cunniilingus, kissing, marking, biting, deals, restraints, collars, breeding kink, possessive sex, vibrating cock, being watched, height difference

A/N: Going nuts thinking about these.

Alastor wished he could put this feeling of jealousy to rest. This wasn't like him, he wasn't usually this possessive over the people he made deals with. Your soul was already his, all that was left to claim was your heart and body. His shadows wrapped all around your body, keeping you in the air, tied up, unable to touch him while he rutted into you with force you've only seen him use when he was killing his enemies.

Lucifer was never a jealous man. He assumed he had no need to be. Yet his heart ached when he saw you happily chatting away with another powerful demon. By his side you were his soulmate, the love of his life, his Queen. His. You feel his teeth dig into your thighs as his cock pushes all the way into your mouth, silencing your whimpers and cries before he returns to your pussy, his long tongue shoved in deep, sighing as your taste overwhelms him.

Adam tells you that you're a stupid bitch if you think you could ever do better then him. You should be grateful to be his woman, to get his cock in your cunt every night, to get his seed in your womb and have the chance to give birth to his children. No other man should so much as glance and in your direction, let alone talk to you. But in case they don't get the memo he is petty enough to brag about fucking you to them.

Vox pulls you on his lap and keeps kissing you the whole time he's fucking his cock up in you. He makes it vibrate against your weak spot, watching in with a smirk as your eyes rolled back and showed you your own expression reflected in his screen. His claws dig into your thighs, keeping you from slipping off his lap, you're gonna stay there for his entire broadcast for all of Hell to see.

Valentino didn't expect any better from a slut like you. He likes you because you're a good slut, but you're also his slut. Not anyone else's, not even if they pay. Before he starts fucking you he called in the guys who flirted with you and told them to watch very closely, he'll show them all how you like being fucked. You hide your smile against his neck, clench your pussy around his cock, almost having pity for the poor souls watching what they can't have.