#going through a phase :D

[flurriethefox]

That one pet whump trope where Whumpee is renamed by Whumper to something probably cute or just plain stupid, and Whumpee clings to their real name to at least keep a bit of their true identity, but then they end up slowly forgetting their real name over time, and once they finally do they panick about it.

And then maybe Whumpee has been conditioned for so long that Whumper is able to convince them that their name was always whatever they’d named Whumpee.

THATS some good shit right there.

[randomshenaniganery]

Next time I'm drawing D he's going to look different again

Dropped the bangs because if he had any he'd grow them out from neglect, I also think he'd value like practical battle shit so vision is important while being someone who can't tie his hair he'd just brush stray hairs back instead of using a hair tie

saw a video of a person with this thing they'd just fold and wrap around into different stuff and decided to give it over to D too

Also D does feel the cold otherwise he wouldn't need those warming packs when he climbs the mountain so he should have a winter outfit but he's stupid and doesn't take care of himself so he doesn't have a winter outfit

if he looks outrageously long that's because I am inconsistent in my art

He can have his pouty lips and princess eyes no matter what new way I draw him in

The urge to make him skinnier to fit my idea that he's starved still has a grip on me one day mayhaps I'll try it out

Making his hair very long the only time it ever gets cut is in battle or if someone convinces him to sit down and cut it themselves

might give him more thingamabobs in another doodle session

[schellis]

In A Blink, Stop The Clock!

Closeups under the cut :]

[tullecake]

he's so kewl ^^

made this for a fake album cover of my AU's Manic's band

an alt version under the cut with cool colors and effects :D

I made a version with a logo/text, but I feel like it could look better so I'll refrain lol - but overall, I like this one :D

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

Started officially writing chapter one of my original story :D When I’ve been working on it in the past I was just outlining the story (which is no where near done) but actually writing it is coming along well.

[bugtoast]

please dont tell me im the only one who thinks this rarepair is cute pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplea-

[fispy]

Me too, man.

[castallurspells]

initial d killjoy AU... might do something with this doodle might not

and yes, ryosuke gets a little ponytail. because I said so

[crescentfool]

doing things outside of your usual is such a humbling experience...

[elytrafemme]

i've been thoroughly immersed in my dan and phil phase again but particularly at night because since returning to my childhood home i've been re-introduced to the fact that i am deeply paranoid at night (especially with recent events, which cause unnecessary and unsubstantiated fear but you know) and one of the only ways i can sleep is to tire myself out. and their content is light and funny and sparks warmth in my heart, so i'm going to have their videos queued up for a while and play sudoku until i can pass out.

[voleuxe]

[feelingthedisaster]

when i say i want to know the real you i dont mean "tell me your darkest secrets". i mean "give me a playlist with all the songs that marked a part of your life dont matter how embarrasing, overrated, underrated, bad, good or else they are"

[mycological-mariner]

“We’ve had to resort to the water guns” had to be one of the Most Sentences I’ve ever written regarding someone about to blow up a steam engine

[bladeofthestars]

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[kodzubaby]

maybe it's the way your friends talk about their children. the way they show pictures of their kids playing in the mud, face dirty but smiling widely. the way they talk how their fatigue just disappears once they got home and see their children. maybe that's the reason why you're having a major baby fever. but not just a simple baby fever—a longing for a family.

but you can't just have a family in a snap of a finger because you don't even have a husband, not even a boyfriend! you've looked at adoptions but you can't feel the same connection as to the thought of having your own child. you want to feel motherhood, you want to feel your feet getting swollen, you want the midnight cravings, the kicks that would jolt you awake—you want to get pregnant.

so you call your best friend, the one you've known since you were a child, the one who stuck with you through your weird phases when you liked biting ice cream even though you get a brain freeze and insisted that you're gonna get isekai-d to an anime and marry gojo satoru.

after two rings, he answers with his always gruff voice. "what?"

"kats... i want a child." you say, head plopped on your pillow with your phone on loudspeaker.

there was a pause on his end. "HA?! what the fuck are you saying?"

"i'm saying!! i want a family! like get pregnant!"

"why are you telling me this?! fuckin' weirdo!"

"cuz! i want you to get me pregnant!"

there was silence on the other line which made your heart beat fast. did you make him feel too weird?

"kats...?"

"shit, what the fuck. did you hear what you just said?"

"mmhm... was it... too much?" you bit your lower lip, unsure of what will his reaction be.

"of course it's fucking too much?! you just asked me to get you pregnant!" you can hear the frustration in his voice.

"'m sorry..." you shifted in your bed, laying sideways now while hugging the pink bunny stuff toy katsuki gifted you during your 13th birthday. "just... you know how i want to have a family... but i... i'm nearing my 30s you know. and i don't even have a boyfriend..."

katsuki sighs. "so, what? i'm your last option, huh?"

"mmhm"

"fuckin'." he mutters to himself. "this shouldn't be a conversation over the phone."

"yeah, i know... i'm sorry for suddenly... shocking you like this?"

"you've always been a weirdo, dumbass. i'll be there in 15."

that made you giggle. "see you, kats."

you end the call and lay down on your bed. thinking about how the conversation with katsuki will go. could you even ask him to impregnate you in his face?

second part!!

[xxsabitoxx]

Stay Quiet

Yuta x Fem! Reader Smut / characters are 18+

Warnings: semi-public sex, hotel sex, sex with someone else sleeping in the room, titty worship, raw sex, creampies, squirting

A/N: Baby boy is backkkkkk _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): since I feel like I’ve forgotten how to write smut… here is a smut imagine :D

Word count: 1.7k

“Y-yuta~”

Your back is arching into him, hand slapping over your mouth to try and suppress your whimpers. Your boyfriend isn’t listening to your quiet pleas, his head under your shirt, his lips wrapped around one of your nipples.

His only response is stopping his sucking to bite instead, earning a sharp cry from your lips that you quickly try and smother. Beside you, the bed is rustling as Inumaki tosses and turns in his sleep.

Not even a vacation with long time friends in a shared hotel room with two beds would stop Yuta from having his way with you. So long as you kept quiet…

“Yuta please…” you begging him, tone soft but labored as his hand tightened its grip on your side. Still, he didn’t respond, mouth far too preoccupied to speak.

You could only imagine the mess he was making, littering your skin in bruises and saliva to make you his. He’s always adored your breasts, both in the sexual and non-sexual sense. Sometimes he just needed to hold them, other times he needed to fuck them.

You never complained, not when he worshiped you the way he did… the way he was right now.

You could feel your eyes threatening to roll back, his tongue flicking at the sensitive bud as his thigh pressed further to your covered cunt. You were soaked, Yuta could feel the dampness through your night shorts as they pressed into his bare thigh.

Yuta left your breast alone, kissing the bruises he left before turning his head to the one he had been neglecting. It sent a whole new wave of pleasure through you, hand pressing to your mouth tighter as you couldn’t contain your whine.

He nipped at your skin, just hard enough to leave teeth indents that would turn into pretty bruises.

Your hips jerked as he bite down on your nipple, pain and pleasure making you clench around nothing. Your cunt dragged along his thigh, too many layers separating you to gain any real satisfaction from the friction.

“A-at least fuck me, Yuta.” You begged him, hand slotting back over your mouth as he sucked your neglected nipple. Still, you were left with no response, nothing but his hips jerking against your abdomen told you that he had heard your quiet plea.

You felt him, hard and heavy resting on your abdomen, straining in his briefs. If it weren’t for the sheer amount of body heat from being under the covers, you’d have been able to to feel the wet patch forming on the front of him.

Yuta indulged himself further, practically moaning as his hips rolled against you. “N-not fair.” You breathed, one of your hands coming down to rest on top of his head, not able to reach his hair since he was protected by your shirt. “So hot… Yuta I’m hot…”

You knew it was useless, he wasn’t going to stop anything he was doing until he was good and ready.

You could feel it though, your skin was starting to turn slick with sweat. So was Yuta’s, but that didn’t seem to phase him at all. Not when he was lathering your breast with his tongue and whining as he rut his hips against your abdomen.

So needy yet so controlling.

It was a dizzying mix, being completely at his mercy.

Your hips rolled against his thigh, trying to create some sort of relief since he was purposely ignoring you. Three rolls of your hips and Yuta’s grip was tightened, stopping you from moving all together as he released your nipple with a soft pop.

“So fucking needy.”

He practically seethed, pulling his head out from under your shirt to glare at you. “M-me?” You whisper yelled, face warm from anger and need. “Yes you.” Yuta shot back, the anger on his face didn’t concern you.

Not when you could feel his cock twitching.

“We’re both needy, you’re just mean, Yuta.” Your lip wobbled, head turning to look at the other hotel bed. Inumaki had seemed to settle into a deep sleep, back facing the two of you.

“Eyes on me.”

You shivered involuntarily, head turning back to face Yuta in record time. “If I fuck you, you need to keep quiet.” You nodded eagerly, but Yuta wasn’t satisfied.

“Promise me you’ll stay quiet.” You felt your breathing stop, taking a moment to start again as you quietly whispered “I promise.” Yuta still seemed skeptical.

“I still don’t believe you.” He mumbled as he began pulling down his briefs, just enough for his cock to spring free. “Yuta I mean it.” You whined, hands rushing to yank your sleep shorts and panties off for him.

“You’re never quiet, pretty girl.” Warmth flooded you, causing you to suck your lip between your teeth as your hips raised. Yuta helped you despite scolding you, tossing the two clothing items off to the side.

“If you can’t stay quiet, I’ll stop.”

You nodded, taking your vow to silence literally as his fist wrapped around his cock. Your legs spread further to accommodate him, cunt throbbing with the desire for him to be inside of you.

“Tell me you understand, pretty girl.”

He froze just as he positioned himself at your entrance, teasing you further by prolonging what you needed. “I understand, Yuta.” And he pressed in, watching your mouth fall open as your chest rose and froze.

You were good, holding in the moan that was threatening to burst your lungs as he sunk deep. Your cunt had no resistance, swallowing his cock whole as he bottomed out inside of your tight heat. “Good girl.” He groaned.

Your hands found their way to his biceps, nails digging into his muscles as your legs locked around his hips. You managed to exhale the breath you had been holding, barely making a noise louder than a pant.

Yuta wasted no time, hips drawing back and snapping forward. Your head fell back against the pillow, mouth open as a quiet gasp left you. He was focused, head dipping down to watch where he appeared and disappeared inside of you.

Never mind being mindful of the noises you were making, Yuta had to be mindful of the noises your bodies made. Anything louder than the squelching and bed creaking and he was certain Inumaki would be waking up.

But it was hard to be rational when your cunt was suctioning to him, velvety walls begging to milk him for all he was worth. He’d give it to you, no questions asked.

Every drag of his cock had you arching, scratching at his biceps as sweat dripped down your brow. You couldn’t think straight, breath catching in your lungs every few thrusts as you tried to ignore the urge to scream his name. “K-kiss me.” You managed to choke out.

It certainly wasn’t a whisper, the rustling in the bed over confirmed that. Yuta dropped lower, practically draping his body over you, hips rolling slowly rather than thrusting as he slotted his lips over yours.

Still, he was listening, silently praying Inumaki wouldn’t wake up because dammit he was certain he wouldn’t be able to stop fucking you even if he did.

“Y-Yuta-“ it was muffled, swallowed whole by his tongue slipping past your lips. You gave in, nearly melting into the mattress from his weight settling on you, the close proximity causing his pubic bone to brush your clit.

You felt it then, molten hot arousal pooling in your gut as he offered to the slightest bit of relief.

Yuta pulled away, saliva keeping your lips connected. “You have to be quiet, pretty girl. He almost woke up.” You nodded, eyes so bleary and lips so swollen that he couldn’t bring himself to really scold you.

Yuta found his pace again, hips smacking into yours and creating a soft slap that was just barely muffled by the hotel comforter. He was struggling to contain his own noises as your cunt clenched around him, one of your hands falling away from his bicep to sneak between you.

“Rub your clit for me, pretty girl. Make yourself cum on my cock.” It was a whisper but it seemed to echo off the walls of your skull, rendering you completely speechless.

You did as he asked, hand slipped down to feel your soaked cunt, rubbing your clit in face circles as Yuta’s cock stroked your sweet spot. “Make yourself cum on my cock, please. You know how much I love that.”

You nodded, mouth hanging open as breathless pants slipped past. They were quiet enough to not wake Inumaki but if anyone were to enter the room, it would be painfully obvious what was happening.

Yuta watched you, eyes torn between watching your tits bounce with each thrust and watching where his cock kept disappearing inside of you. It was utterly entrancing, making him gasp as his cock twitched violently within your walls.

“I’m gonna cum, pretty girl. Cum with me please.”

His voice cracked, face sweaty and flushed as he begged you so sweetly. It sent electricity straight down your spine, clit throbbing as your orgasm built. The thrusts got harder, a little sloppier… and louder.

Not that Yuta could care in that moment, he seemed to forget everything he had been drilling in your head as he moaned your name. You whined, eyes widening at the volume of his voice as your walls clenched again.

You were close, fueled by the feeling of his cock twitching deep inside of you. “Cum with me, please.”

Breathless, you nodded, head falling back as you brought yourself over the edge just as Yuta did. His hips stuttering before burying deep, pushing against your cervix as he spilled his load in you.

You had barely registered the warm gush that flooded between your thighs, not until Yuta collapsed on top of you. “Fuck.” You offered weakly, feeling the dampness on the sheets below accompanied by your sweaty skin.

“We made a mess.” Yuta’s tone was sheepish, vibrating your neck as he spoke into it. “It definitely reeks of sex in here too…” you felt your face burning, realizing there wasn’t any windows open to allow ventilation.

“He’ll figure it out regardless.” Yuta sounded defeated but you could feel a smile on his face. “I’ll take the blame… since I’m the one who can’t resist your breasts.”

“You better.”