#eat it up pls :(

[odeu-m]

quick sketch of these 2 from @celestialalpacaron's delightful overlord au

wip but i dont trust myself to finish stuff and i like the sketch well enough so <3

[br4tphobia]

Abby, who was currently ontop of you. rubbing her pretty clit against yours as she watched in awe how drunk from it you were. so so so submissive just for her, obeying every order she gave you, like the good girl you were. the way you’d open your mouth for her to spit in it, before taking your tongue in her mouth, swapping saliva. “mmh..abs—“ gripping on her freckled shoulders, grinding against her. “hm? what is it princess..” her voice traveling through your ears, making you wetter by how dominant she sounds. “feels s’good ohmygoddd” — “i know..you make me feel just as good— fuckk” cut off by how sloppy the situation was, you were horribly wet. almost embarrassing actually. but you cant help it, she looked so good. her hair down, a few strands sticking to her forehead, with her pretty lips parted to let out the cutest sounds, yet to tell you the dirtiest things in your ear. “you like it when i grind on this pussy?” before you could respond she cut you off. “i know you do. nasty bitch” whining out at how she spoke to you as if you were nothing. “love it when you call me that— oh shitt” your eyes rolled to the back of your head. you swore you saw stars underneath your eyelids as you whined and whimpered from your orgasm, your pleads for abby to slow down falling deaf on her ears, only to grind harder against your poor pussy.

[little-pondhead]

DP x DC Prompt

…

There are no more heroes.

Well, okay. Rewind a bit.

Danny has been doing the hero thing for a while now. He’s had a big reveal; everyone has accepted him (including his parents), the GIW disbanded, the Anti-Ecto acts repealed, and generally, everything is going great. Some of the A-Listers are even training as junior ghost hunters to help give him a break from his rogues! (Being Ghost King makes things hectic sometimes, and he just needs the extra help. Sue him!)

The point is, literally nothing is wrong with Danny Phantom’s afterlife.

And then Valerie Gray, the Red Huntress, disappears in front of his eyes.

Danny is baffled! She’s just…gone! Valerie just popped out of existence, like she was never there. But no matter how hard he searches in the Ghost Zone, he can’t find her soul anywhere. His core isn't broken in grief. So she’s not dead. Which is good. So then, where is she?

Some of the others come forward with ideas on how to find her. A few ghosts volunteer to go out into the mortal realm, an area Danny had declared off-limits, to see if she was out there. Danny approves it. He rounds up some of the friendlier (i.e., discreet) ghosts and Amity Parkers and demolishes the outside travel ban.

So everyone spreads out, looking for their dear frenemy and teammate. But it becomes apparent very quickly that something is wrong with the rest of the world.

There are no more heroes.

Every single living superhero on the face of the Earth has just…vanished. Villains are running amok; the countries are in chaos! Some aliens are invading Earth, mythical deities are trying to take over, and society is crumbling to the ground. Everything is on the brink of collapse.

Well, Danny was still there. And so were his people. They were pretty spread out, so could they just…take up the mantles? He also knew where to find the souls of dead heroes in the Zone; surely they wouldn't mind coming out of retirement for a little bit, especially if they couldn't die again. Oh! And that skeleton army leftover from Pariah Dark's reign might be useful in repelling those invading forces.

Honestly, there were more than enough hands to go around! And with the heroes gone, Danny didn't mind letting everyone out for a little break, as long as they followed his rules. They wouldn't stop the search for the other heroes, but hopefully, when they found them, the heroes wouldn't mind Danny's intervention too much. :)

In other words:

Someone fucks up, and all of Earth's living heroes are either wished out of existence or are whisked away to some far-off realm where Danny hasn't checked yet. In the attempt to figure out what's going on, Danny lets the dead run amok over the Earth as they search for clues. The skeleton army repels the invading armies, the souls of dead heroes deal with the world leaders, and his rogues and other Amity Parkers set up shop in place of famous heroes, trying to get the cities under control again.

Basically, they just do their best to keep everything from imploding until the Justice League and others are back.

(And why is it that Danny hasn't disappeared? Well, whatever caused everyone to go poof! only affected living heroes. Anyone heroes that were dead in the first place, or even just half-dead, stayed behind.)

[rcarx]

"what did the girl at the bar whisper to bea?" (x)

[suchawrathfullamb]

"will and hannibal would never be domestic!!" get your agenda head out of your ass and watch the show properly. they literally cooked a person together as if they were just having a casual cute little cooking date.

[eldritch-thrumming]

imagine: it’s been years since Steve and Eddie have seen each other. Eddie is still in contact with the kids, with Robin and Nancy and even Jonathan and Argyle, but he and Steve have kind of fallen out of touch. Steve buys every magazine that features Eddie, has a stack of Eddie’s tapes by his stereo, watches every televised award ceremony. He’s being supportive in the only ways he knows how. He had thought, back in 1986, that maybe they could have been something great, but he and Eddie had missed each other. That’s okay. It’s fine.

Steve’s okay, following Eddie’s career from afar. He’s got his own life to think about, his students and coaching and dating the various men and women his coworkers try to set him up with. It’s fine.

The Grammys are this weekend and Steve’s carved out his Sunday evening to watch the ceremony. Eddie’s third studio album is nominated for a whole slew of awards and fans have been gobbling up all the hints of who the album could be about. Eddie isn’t known for his love songs, but this new album consists of quite a few torch songs and ballads, each one more heartbreaking than the last. Steve’s been listening to the album on repeat for the past few weeks, imagining a world that maybe could have been if he’d been ready for it ten years ago. But he hadn’t been. He knows he hadn’t been.

On Sunday night, Steve pops some popcorn and parks himself on the couch in front of his ancient TV. He settles in as the red carpet coverage starts. He watches as Madonna and Prince and Michael Jackson arrive. He watches as Bruce Springsteen and Celine Dion and Shania Twain are interviewed by entertainment reporters.

And then Eddie appears, stepping out of his car and holding out his hand for his date to climb out after him, some actor that had just had a film premier at the Venice Film Festival. They make a good couple, handsome and clearly in love judging by the way they look at each other, the secret smiles they share when they think no one is looking. Steve tries not to take it personally, knows he has no right. It’s been years since he’s even seen Eddie in the flesh, even longer since they’ve had any meaningful sort of conversation. Fans have been speculating about this new relationship, theorizing that this is who Eddie’s love songs are all about. Watching them together, Steve thinks they’re probably right.

Halfway through the ceremony, Eddie wins the award for Best Metal Performance. Steve can’t help the smile that spreads across his lips, practically threatening to split his face in two. He watches, enraptured, as Eddie storms onto the stage, smile blinding. Steve practically holds his breath as he watches Eddie clutch the trophy in his shaking hands and stand close to the mic. He has to bend slightly and Steve’s smile grows even wider as Eddie thanks Wayne and the Party, all of them, before thanking his managers and agents and producers. Then Steve watches as Eddie takes a deep breath. The camera cuts to the crowd, closing in on Eddie’s date who watches from his seat, glassy eyes reflecting the stage lights and dopey smile on his face. Steve’s own smile falls just a little until the camera cuts back to Eddie.

“And to the man who’s inspired every song on this album,” Eddie smiles again, bright and blinding, holding his trophy up towards his date. “Stevie baby, thank you, darling.”

Steve’s face falls. Something in his chest tightens. There’s a grumbling from the crowd on screen and the camera zooms in on Eddie’s face as he seems to realize what he’s said. That he’s said the wrong name. Because that’s not his date’s name, it’s not even close. Eddie looks surprised at his own words but the camera cuts from him to where his date sits in the crowd, smile still plastered to his tanned and handsome face, clearly forced. The crowd starts clapping as the music starts to play and the presenters help usher Eddie backstage.

Steve can’t breathe. He can’t take his eyes off the screen, even though Eddie’s not there anymore. He feels rooted to the spot he’s made for himself on his couch. There’s a rushing in his ears.

He’s vaguely aware of his phone as it starts to ring in the kitchen.

when i got into the accident, the sight that flashed before me was your face. but when i stepped up to the podium, i think that i forgot to say your name. i’m on a bench in coney island wondering where did my baby go? the fast times, the bright lights, the merry-go. sorry for not making you my centerfold, over and over.

part two

[buffygirlfail]

mourning the loss of the potential anyataraspike bestieism we could've gotten

[angrylesbianstereotype]

Underrated scene in Breaking Bad is when Mike is trying to distract a bored Jesse on a stakeout by offering him a pimento sandwich but he does it in the voice of someone trying to get a kid to eat their vegetables and Jesse just looks at him like 😒

[ventiswampwater]

AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF IN LONDON (1981)  dir. John Landis

[whisperingn1ghts]

They're so cute what if I cry

[babbimetal]

BABYMETAL IN LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND

[airrain]

Guys... Johnathan(the spot).... I am in desperate need of more fanfics or just horny drabbles of fucking him into the mattress..... Ive been on Twitter and ive seen art OF HIM WIIWMAJALABADVAHGA IM GOING CRAZY PLS GIVE ME MORE FICS OF HIM

I will literally do it myself if I have to HEKWMSODJAOABJAA

[silentgrim]

he's a professor now

[justrustandstardust]

"Gojo is suddenly struck by the insane thought that maybe he should try and say something to salvage whatever remains of his dignity. He swallows hard, opening his mouth, only to watch Yaga inspect Cosmopolitan’s illustrated twelve-step guide on How to Get Dicked Down For REAL! Gojo swiftly closes it again. His dignity is a distant memory."

Gojo Satoru attempts to woo his one and only. Somehow, despite being the Strongest, it seems the same cannot be said about his game.

[raplinenthusiasts]

HERSHEY’S KISSES

[milkbreadtoast]

started watching the "great pretender" anime and it's soo good... visually it's 10000/10, it's honestly 1 of the most visually gorgeous and stylish anime ive ever seen, like the art direction is FANTASTIC😭 every bg frame has me gasping in awe like the colors and shapes are soo good... the chara design/art style is also super nice, v angular and stylized... music is jazzy and fun too... i think it would be worth watching just for the aesthetics alone but the story and charas r also rly engaging too?? im glad the visuals aren't wasted on a shit show... i love the mc so much 😭😭 he's so cute... i am so endeared...