#god of yapping

[lolomustdie]

ok pop off Ms yapperoni

[trainwreck-pumpkin-pie]

Neon Genesis Evangelion (1995-1996) / Mouthwashing (2024)

inspired by this post

[clumsypuppy]

Not furry not Kemonomimi but a secret third thing (guy with an animal head on a persons body)

[snail-day]

It’s surprisingly easy to harass your boyfriend while he’s making his after sex tea. He's practically begging for it, with how his loose dark sweatpants hang low on his hips, and how his broad, scarred chest practically begs to be groped.

You creep up behind him, cold palms sliding shamelessly up the warmth of his bare skin, fingertips brushing over old marks from fighting curses and firm muscle. You give a little squeeze, pressing your cheek against the heat of his back and whispering, "Boobies," with another squeeze to follow your giggle.

A low laugh ripples through him. "Pecs, baby," Suguru drawls, voice thick with amusement. You can practically feel the bombastic side-eye he’s giving you, even if he doesn’t turn around yet.

Still, you persist, squishing handfuls of him between your fingers, utterly unrepentant. It’s only when his warm hand closes over yours, large and calloused, that he finally turns.

He looks down at you, all sleepy-lidded affection, the ends of his messy dark hair brushing his jaw. His mouth quirks into a lazy smirk as he leans closer, crowding into your space. "Did I not already fuck you silly enough, pretty girl?" he hums, violet eyes scanning your face. "Mmm? Need me to carry you back to bed and make sure you don't even have thoughts left in that pretty little head?"

You giggle, trying to tug your hand free, but Suguru’s already lacing his long fingers with yours, tightening just enough to make you stumble into his chest.

He dips his head, brushing a kiss to your forehead with aching tenderness, the tip of his nose nuzzling lightly against your hairline. "Silly girl," he murmurs, the words almost a purr, thick with a edge of fondness. His free arm loops loosely around your waist, trapping you there against his chest, enveloping you in his warmth.

"You’re lucky you’re cute," he adds, mouth curling against your temple as he presses another kiss there. "Otherwise, I'd have no mercy."

[kenchann]

you shouldnt have gone too far 🦈🐬

[just-gingerkat]

Thinking about how The Murderbot Diaries is a character that is completly and fully character driven to the point where the very writing and book format is revolved around it.

The first book is short, concise. It skips a bunch of scenes over the course of many weeks. It focuses purely on what Murderbot thinks is important and worth focusing on. Thats why the majority of the book is dedicated to its thought process, its complaints, or it's fear. It skips over "meaningful" scenes because it doesn't find them important. Like most of the conversations, like it helping Volescu. It doesn't care. It does care when it feels uncomfortable and wants to be left alone. It does care when its scared and something big might happen. It does care about Mensah which is why the few scenes that are more meaningful are with Mensah and then back to narration.

The books get longer and longer as they go on, showing how as Murderbots journey continues so does its ability to care. More intimate moments, more admitting to us that it's afraid, it doesn't want this, it does want this. It begins to describe and pay attention more and more to whats going on around it and it grows to decide what it wants and it's all so beautifully conveyed through writing.

Even The Company was such a clever and subtle way of telling us something. Because everything in the books centers on how Murderbot thinks. Murderbot would never aknowledge its feelings towards The Company and therefore we never knew of it until someone pointed it out. And that too is development because now Murderbot cares enough to let us know. To let itself know. It still shuts down, draws away in its own thoughts. But each book gets longer and longer with less time between them because Murderbot is slowly learning to pay attention, and interact, and aknowledge the present moment. Its learning to care

[malone-fanart]

DELTARUNE CHAPTER 4 SPOILERS, WATCH OUT!!!!!

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oml dude that titan fight was so cool ‼️ absolutely loved the design, music and fight mechanic!!

love me a design with lots of wings and eye imagery 🔥🔥 man i really wanna go back and do this fight again, it was so fun

the whole vibe of the titans really reminds me of the angles from Evangelion too I realised, which might be why I love em so much lol 🛐

since we never actually see the rest of it’s body, pulled some inspiration from the earlier depictions we’ve gotten of the titans (i think from chapter 1?)

i hope we’ll get to see more/different kinds of titans in the coming chapters!! that’d be so cool

[icantbotherwithusernames]

Gravity Falls but Bill’s “i like Mabel cuz she’s an agent of chaos” opinion is actually correct

aka a drawing of my au that has been living in my brain rent free for the past several months

[rookanisstuff]

The Dellamortes

[stealingpotatoes]

In the mortis cousin au do they just like hang out on coruscant with Anakin? How to their neighbors react to them being literal gods?

they do hang out w him and off Mortis they can still be like, 8ft tall in human form but for the sake of this AU and The Bit, their beastie form is super tiny so they CAN be stealthy, which means they can do this:

(commission info // tip jar!)

[joejhang]

jerejean in tgr really said bring back real YEARNING. jeremy specifically learning marseille french for jean. jean feeling a "gnawing hunger" when he looks at jeremy. jeremy's radiant smile and jean having to look away every time. jean's lips brushing jeremy's cheek at the fireworks. jeremy covering his eyes with his arm when jean leans over him on the bed. jean taking a picture of jeremy laughing with jabberwocky and sending it to renee. jeremy telling jean "you look good". jean pressing his thumb into the bruises that faser left around jeremy's neck. jeremy feeling a "needy heat" in the pit of his stomach when jean compliments him. jean fitting himself against jeremy's side and helping him stand up when he's injured after an exy match. jeremy going up and down every flight of stairs with jean. jean grabbing jeremy's chin and saying, "fuck what i deserve, what about what i want?". jeremy taking off his shirt for jean's attention. jean looking at jeremy and thinking about the rules ("what rules?" "the rules have changed.").

[alleyesony0u]

literally cannot stop thinking about how intentional it is in pvp civilization that people refer to evbo as "kid" or tell him he is "just a kid". it isn't just a headcanon that he is probably a teenager he IS a teenager. he's impulsive like a teenager, he's naive like a teenager, he doesn't understand romance like a teenager, he's materialistic and looking for anything that will give him comfort or happiness like a teenager because he IS A TEENAGER. he's a kid. he's a kid cursed with immortality, and what do people do with that? abuse it. evbo is a kid in a horrible, violent society, and he knows nothing else, but he still believes, naively, like a kid, that there are people who are better than this society. he tells zam that he and the iron swords don't need to farm him, that it will do them no good. what about his life? what about tabi's? and he forgets where he is. what he is.

in this society, evbo is not a child. in this society, evbo is not the "chosen one". he is a tool. he is an object. what do you do with tools and objects? you use them.

and yet evbo still stands there, a kid. and the adults of this society exploit that. he is just a kid, he doesn't get it. he is just a kid, he doesn't realize how many lives he's saving. he is just a stupid, naive, vulnerable kid with too much love and too much hope in his heart. we can use that.

he is a calf standing on wobbly knees born knowing it is destined for the slaughterhouse.

[snail-day]

Geto is such an acts of service husband. Not just a boyfriend - a husband. This man doesn’t date casually; he dates to marry, to commit. That’s why, after a long, exhausting day, he’s already waiting for you, warm towel in hand, ushering you into the shower before you can protest. He doesn’t say much, just murmurs something about how you need to relax, pressing a soft kiss to your temple as he nudges you toward the warm water. When you emerge, skin damp and sleep already tugging at your strained eyes, he’s there. Sitting at the edge of the bed, patting the mattress in that gentle, expectant way of his.

"Lay down," soft murmured words from that sweet voice of his "Tummy first"

The moment you do, his big, warm hands are on you - pressing, kneading, smoothing out every bit of tension that settled into your muscles throughout the day. His touch remains firm yet careful, working through every knot with ease. You can feel the heat of his palms sinking deep, lulling you into something hazy, something safe.

The whole time, he talks to you. Soft murmurs as he applies more lotion to your skin. Asking about your day, about the little things. Did you eat enough? Did you drink enough water? Humming at each answer, thumbs pressing into the small of your back just right, lips curling when you melt beneath him.

"You really need to start stretching with me in the mornings," he mutters at one point, voice low, warm, teasing. "It’d help, you know."

But the words become background noise at this point, fading in and out as sleep drags you under. You barely register the last few strokes of his fingers over your back, the way his touch softens, the press of his lips against your shoulder before he finally pulls the blankets over you. As you drift off, barely clinging to consciousness, you hear it - his voice, soft and tender.

"Good girl. Sleep - I’ll be here when you wake up."

[everytimewetouch-dot-mp3]

cang qiong dragon god shen yuan is probably like so old that time doesn’t have meaning? like he transmigrated into pidw as a dragon and and the system gave him a few missions that functionally amounted to ‘claim this mountain range as your territory and defend it from demons’

sy didn’t realize that he was actually laying the foundation for cang qiong mountain sect before its creation. some terrifying demon demigod (one of the first heavenly demons, maybe?) pursues a band of cultivators to his mountain range, and he protects them. they settle his mountains and start cultivating, and because they’re protected by a literal god (who they call lord canglong, and they name the mountains after him) people want to study there.

so cqms is born, and sy takes a nap. when he wakes up, those cultivators he saved bring another group of cultivators, all named 'wen' to his mountain, and they ask his permission to lead the peaks next. another nap, and he wakes up to the wen generation asking his blessing for the ming generation, so on and so forth up until the qing generation. this time he recognizes names: qingge, qingfang, qingqi. this generation's leader, qingyuan. and the one whose bow is shallow and perfunctory, qingqiu. ofc sy isn't super pressed about standing on ceremony or whatever—he's only experienced like six years in this world, and most of them were spent either establishing the mountain as his territory or helping his little cultivators fight off some world-ending cataclysm or other. but he remembers the scum villain’s name, and he’s not a huge fan of the way sqq’s already proving himself to be an arrogant old shit

just like every other time, after he’s met and blessed this generation of peak lords, shen yuan falls asleep. shit!!! he meant to stay awake this time, but the system putting him to sleep is just too powerful! he’s probably missed luo binghe, damnit!!! what’s the point of transmigrating into this shitty novel if he doesn’t even get to meet the only character worth the pixels it took to type him into existence??

but as soon as he sees that fluffy-haired boy curled up in one of his caves, bruised and weeping and wondering what he’s done to be so universally hated, shen yuan knows. that’s his protagonist, and he’s really too pathetic like this. he’s really just a child. and shen yuan might have been easily annoyed by the concept of kids in his first life, but this isn’t just some whiny kid. this is the protagonist. so he does his best to calm tiny lord luo down.

and at first when lbh realizes it’s the fucking dragon god canglong speaking to him, the poor kid falls on his face kowtowing and apologizing for the intrusion, but lord canglong just…asks him what’s wrong. and then listens. and then he allows binghe to…to touch his hand???? not only that, he pats binghe’s head?? and tells him it isn’t his fault??? that one little head-pat is filled with so much spiritual power that binghe almost passes out, and soon after he recovers, lord canglong sends him back down the mountain with a renewed sense of purpose. lord canglong said binghe wasn’t stupid, wasn’t incompetent, wasn’t a failure, and binghe was determined to prove himself worthy of the sect’s guardian deity’s kindness.

and when luo binghe turns to walk down the mountain back to qing jing peak, that google translate voice pipes up in shen yuan’s ear with an update he hadn’t realized he was waiting for.

[Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! Important things must be said three times! USER_002 has completed the quest {From the Ground Up}! B-points +500 USER_002 has initiated the quest {Master of Masters}! New skill [Shapeshifter] has been unlocked! Would USER_002 like to activate [Shapeshifter] now?]

shen yuan slammed the bright glowing [YES] faster than any quest the system had ever given him. that’s how he learned that he was, in fact, just naked in front of luo binghe, and the [Shapeshifter] skill didn’t come with an auto-clothed setting. thank fuck he’d already sent the protagonist away!

[hunihimig]

Windbreaker Art trade with @officialmiintee 🌱🍓🐈

cutting classes to pet cats

post-patrol cooldown with kitties!

[the-star-rigel]

pjo/hoo/toa + the cycle

The Lightning Thief / Growing Sideways, Noah Kahan / Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan, Ilya Repin + Saturn Devouring His Son, Goya + Saturn, Rubens / The Blood of Olympus / The Family Jewels, MARINA / The Last Olympian / The Sea of Monsters / The Family Jewels / Orestes Pursued by the Furies, Bouguereau / The Hidden Oracle / Apollo and Marsyas, Manfredi / In The Blood, John Mayer / The Sea of Monsters / The Combat of Ares and Athena, Jacques Louis David / The Family Jewels / Mark of Athena / The Combat of Ares and Athena / The Lightning Thief / Family Line, Conan Gray / Cronos and Rhea, Schinkel / The Lightning Thief / The Blood of Olympus / In The Blood / The Last Olympian / Chronos and His Child, Romanelli / Desireé Dellagiacomo / The Lightning Thief / Family Line / The Fallen Angel, Alexandre Cabanel + The Last Day of Pompeii, Bryullov / The Blood of Olympus / The Outcast, Botticelli / Glass, Irony and God, Anna Carson / House of Hades / Family Line / The Last Olympian / The Lament for Icarus, Herbert Draper + Sacrifice of Iphigenia, Roman School + Minerva and Arachne, Houasse + Venus Induces Helen to Fall in Love with Paris, Kauffmann / The Last Olympian / Hadestown / The Lightning Thief / apple, Charli xcx / The Last Olympian / I Would Leave Me If I Could, Halsey / The Sea of Monsters / ? / LET YOUR DAD DIE ENERGY DRINK, Lavery and Corrigan / The Last Olympian / Eat Your Young, Hozier / The Last Olympian / Orpheus and the Bacchantes, Lazzarini / The Blood of Olympus / Susan Smith, wych elm / Orpheus and the Bacchantes / The Burning Maze / ? / The Tyrant’s Tomb / Perseus Freeing Andromeda, Veronese / Abduction of Psyche, Bouguereau + Bacchus and Ariadne, Van Loo / The Tower of Nero / The Tower of Nero / The Tower of Nero