#hyper-sanity

[unknownhyperial]

I still love the Carnival AU and Carnival Jax shall forever hold a special place in my heart. My ass is so normal and not unhealthy about that rabbit I swear. Anyway get a non-complicated doodle of him because this is what I could muster at 3 am last night /silly

[perelka-l]

Life has been absolutely horrible irl and I barely managed to get those out but I did so it's okie

[fawninginlovee]

[harlequinoccult]

would being a spanish dance instructor be a plausible career for an mc who lives alone and is related to Carter?

That is oddly specific!

[traveling-shade]

Anyway-

You shall all now see the atrocities I have created- I apologize to you'll (not posting while sleep depraved ever again)

(You can see how in the first two I try to match the crunchiness of the pictures but in the third one I kind of give up- my brain stopped working actually-)

Now, I shall leave you without any more context, and I shall finally go into a deep slumber-

ADIÓS

**combusts**

[crazylittlejester]

genuinely devastated because i had to cut off a wristband i’ve been wearing for the past 5-6 weeks because i physically couldn’t go another hour without wearing my brace, and i couldn’t wear it over the wristband these past several weeks without the hard plastic piece on it digging into my arm so i just didn’t wear the brace. but i couldnt get the wristband off any other way besides cutting it despite trying for like two hours to shove metal into the latching thing to try to unhook it 😭

[insert image of guy crying face down on the ground im too tired to find the pic rn]

[usagimen]

btw, if you're seeing this congrats on surviving the culling game. I've went ahead && purged mostly inactives but, there is always a chance of surprise clean ups. finishing up starters today, so, do feel free to request one!

[wintuvern]

Literally no words in the world could probably make a fitting caption for this, so let's just pretend 🙃

[hypersanity]

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[uknowlee]

So…., human turtles

[tigsbitties]

Genuinely cannot stand it on Twitter oh my god

[blazefirefox]

perhaps. how would we be able to drag you into our epic operation of getting the mutual circle into forsaken . theyve got. pizza man. doomed exes . and tragic father and son duo . need you any more reasons .

the planets and stars need to align

[charlie-ver]

glad i don't draw or talk about Ga'ara too much (yet? she's cool to draw) nor am I tumblr famous becasue the collective of tumblr would try to find humanity within her and fuck her or you'd like her to step on you and point at her and yell "MILF"

[a-hazbin-reader]

Not me back on my BS 👀

Imagine being Alastor's wife in life and thinking you had the perfect husband even if he was a little distant most of the time. Then he goes missing, and you spend your entire life searching for him despite everyone around you wanting you to move on

When you die and become an angel you just assume that you'll see beloved Alastor again only to be confused that you can't find him. So you spend your afterlife roaming heaven in search of your husband.

It never crossed your mind that Alastor wasn't in heaven.

Until you find out about Adam and his exorcist army going to hell every year, and then you're stuck with the uncomfortable idea that your husband might be a demon. So you find a way to sneak down into hell during the extermination.

You almost regret the decision once you see the carnage and horror happening around you but you're determined to find Alastor. You don't even care that you're stranded in hell once the extermination is over, you had to know if he was down here.

You're easy prey for demons, so you have to do your best to be discreet about your true nature while you try to get information about Alastor. Only to find yourself surprised and confused when people talk about The Radio Demon instead.

"That couldn't be my husband..."

Your husband was kind, gentle, and warm with you while this Radio Demon sounded cruel, manipulative, and cold-hearted. The idea of these two Alastors being one and the same was baffling to you.

But despite your denial, all the facts lead to back to this overlord, a princess and a hotel... so for the sake of your sanity, you decide to find this hotel and put your fears to rest. You hide your angelic features as best you can and head out with your heart in your throat.

The hotel is beautiful and grand yet a bit creepy feeling, it's also rather empty despite it's large size. You feel swallowed up by it as you step inside, looking around for any sign of your Alastor but finding none.

You're just about to turn around and leave, satisfied that this lead was a dead end when suddenly a tall blonde demon woman in a red suit stops you, all smiles and giddiness. Somewhere in between excited squeals and being dragged around by your arm you manage to catch her name.

"You're Charlie..? As in-"

"OH! Don't let that silly title intimidate you! I'm here to help!"

She starts showing you around the hotel and introducing you to the staff and other guests, obviously assuming you're there to stay.

"Ah, I'm sorry, but I'm not here to be a guest... I'm looking for my husband and heard he might be here."

"You're husband? Well, I'm sorry but you've already met everybody here except for Alastor-"

"What about me~?"

You immediately recognize the voice behind the static, turning to see your husband-The Radio Demon-your Alastor-

He takes you in slowly, his smile faltering every so slightly-more of a twitch really- and his eyes widening in surprise once he realizes you're standing in front of him

"Y/N? What are you doing here?"

You're already walking towards him quickly, drawn to him like a magnet and forgetting all about pretending to be a sinner, wrapping your arms around him as you try not to cry with happiness.

"I've missed you so much, Alastor....I never stopped looking for you-this has to be a mistake why weren't you in heaven? I thought I'd see you again after I died but then you weren't there either and-I had to find you!"

He's stiff and awkward at first, hyper aware of your audience and baffled by your angelic appearance. How did you even get down here?? You didn't belong here-why did you try to find him?

Alastor grabs your arms and makes to push you away but one look at your watery eyes and he melts just like when you two were alive. He suddenly pulls you in tighter instead and refuses to look anybody in the eyes, instead focusing on you.

His wife, his innocent wife who had forced her way into his heart back when he was alive was here in his arms. She left heaven to come find a man who had only married her for the sake of keeping up appearances and stayed with her because she made him feel...something close to love...(it was love) (was not) (was too)

You had no business being in hell, not when there were so many ways you could get hurt down here. So many different ways he could hurt you... So Alastor nuzzled his head into your hair, breathed in your scent and pulled away from you.

Sharp claws scraped against your chin as he forced you to look into eyes that were once so familiar to you, his grip loosened slightly as you cupped his cheek. Even now that his true nature was revealed to you, you were unafraid and enamored with him.

"You should've stayed in heaven, my dear. As much as I have missed you as well... you don't belong down here-"

"I belong with you, I'm not leaving when I only just found you again!"

Your stubbornness when it came to him was always something he had liked about you, he was glad to see you still had it. At a loss for how to send you home and some part of him missing your company, Alastor decided to make a selfish decision.

"Alright my dear, you can stay down here and rot with the rest of us if you wish~ But I must warn you~"

Your relief is cut short when he suddenly pulls you in close by your waist, sharp teeth snarling at you in a twisted evil smile as you stare up at him with wide eyes.

"Warn me about what..?"

Alastor pulls you in a bit closer, lips nearly touching yours when suddenly he drops you and you barely manage to catch yourself. He's chuckling and walking away from you, a mean side to him that you've never seen before.

"You're going to have to deal with the real me now, I do so hope you can handle it~"

Spoiler alert: Wifey can match his freak just fine once she gets the hang of how things work 😏 but he's gotta try not to fall for her~

Ugh had this idea in my head for awhile where wifey is an angel who sneaks into hell to find Alastor but has to come to terms with the fact that he's MEAN 😡 and Alastor has to keep up the mean persona because all he wants is to spoil and coddle wifey but HES NOT IN LOVE HE SWEARS HE WAS ONLY USING HER AND ALL THESE FEELING AND URGES ARE JUST SECOND NATURE FROM MANIPULATING HER FEELINGS

Then maybe a part 2 where wifey realizes that a lot of their relationship is one-sided and she left eternal paradise to be with this jerk but oops- Alastor realizes how whipped he is for her and that he actually loves her

☺️

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My Money Is Your Money

Pairing: Rhysand x Reader

Summary: You steal Rhysand's card and use it pay for your date, completely oblvious to the fact he already knows about it. (based off this cute asf instagram reel I saw, I wish I saved it to tag the creator argh!!)

Word Count: 915

Tags: Fluff, Mentions of hyper-independence from trauma. Money kink? (does this count as a money kink??) not proofread, suggestive

A/N: i know i said i’d be MIA because of finals…..and i should definitely be working on my spanish paper instead. But i needed a little rhysand fluff 🤗 check this post out to see my upcoming projects for when school returns my sanity.

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Rhysand knew. 

Of course he knew. 

He didn’t survive several hundred years as a High Lord without exceptional observational skills.

But he didn’t say anything, he loved that mischievous smile as you snuck around your shared home even if it was at his own expense. 

By the time dinner rolled around he wasn’t surprised when you smirked at him. “It’s ok baby I got it.” You said reaching into your extremely small purse when the check came that he of course bought for you on your anniversary. Usually he fought you on it. He was always fighting you to pay for you. 

It had only been a few years of your courtship and then eventually matehood and Rhysand was in a constant battle against your money trauma. You had a fierce independent streak and letting someone else provide for you was deeply unsettling for you and watching you slowly lean on him as he continued to win against your past wounds filled him with a strong male pride. 

He knew you could take care of yourself. But he also knew that’s not what you needed despite your words. So he just smiled, “No.” He said simply. If he didn’t push back a little then this whole thing would be over before it started and he couldn’t wait to see how much you thought you could get away with it. 

“You owe me, once a month I get to pay.” 

“Is that the rule now?” He smirked, his low tone running over your body and making an excited thrill run up your spine. 

“Mhm Hmm.” You said simply and Rhysand couldn’t help but smile. “Alright, just once this and don’t be thinking you won’t be making it up to me later.” That sultry tone rolled over you again and you did your best to ignore it shifting slightly in your seat as your eyebrows shot up in surprise. Wars not lasting as long as the debate you’d two would get into over the check. 

He let you pay for lots of things by yourself, you paid for your craft supplies, bought gifts for your friends and family, went to the markets and he pretended to throw a fit every time. Even though he weekly deposited money into that ‘secret’ account, having his accountant fudge the numbers so you wouldn’t know what was going on. 

But actually seeing you use his card was something else entirely and he ignored the way his cock stirred, admiring your victorious smile as you pulled it out fast, fingers attempting to cover it as you handed it to the waitress. 

Throughout your entire evening out in Velaris you paid with his card and Rhysand couldn’t help the thrill of watching you use his money to do it especially after all the work he’d done to push back the walls you kept from him truly and openly providing for you.

He was proud. Of you, mostly but also proud of himself for being in such a position you could swipe that card without a care in the world. He just wanted all your needs to be met and one of the ways he could do that was with his bank account. 

He pretended to fight you throughout the night. “Baby we talked about this.” He warned but you were already reaching into your purse and swiping it across the card reader before the street vendor handed you two steaming croissants. 

You did it again for drinks and then again for another pastry that had been calling to you and then again when you saw a pretty bouquet from a cart tucked away in the cobbled streets. 

He fucking loved every second of it. 

Later that night as you both got ready for bed Rhysand sat up in bed, preparing himself to say something but you were already crawling into his lap and he set the book down, giving you his full attention as his hands settled on your waist. 

“I have a confession to make.” 

“What is it pretty girl?”

You reached into your pyjama pockets, pulling out the heavy black card and setting it on the nightstand. “I used your card all night.”

Warmth settled in his chest. “Well that’s what it’s there for.” 

“You’re not mad?”

He shook his head no immediately, almost offended at the suggestion. 

After a few beats of silence passed as you studied him. “You knew.”

Rhys smiled -gods he was always doing that around you- “Of course I knew, it was quite adorable.” 

“And…again you're not mad?”

Rhysand growled, now he really was offended, he flipped you both so you were laying underneath him and a small squeak escaped your mouth at the sudden movement. Maybe you’d been testing him, maybe you were just fucking with him, either way he didn’t care. 

“No baby, I’m not mad, in fact that’s the only card you’ll be using from now on.”

He could practically taste the protest simmering on your tongue and before a single syllable could escape he slammed his mouth to yours unable to ignore his growing hunger anymore that had been gnawing on him all night. You spending his money meant you accepted him, trusted him, you finally let yourself soften and after getting a taste of that he was never going back to whatever bullshit with your accounts that had been set up before. 

You were fucking perfect and his and he would do whatever it took make sure it remained that way. 

[wonryllis]

☆ MY PRETTY DOLL ! ( enhypen hyung line reaction to you in a lingerie )

╰ 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾.

𝒏o𝓉ℯs. enhypen losing their sanity 𖥔 ݁ SMUT MDNI, requested fem!reader LIB? word count ` 1074 PLS REBLOG!!

𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚

"my pretty little slut, you did this on purpose didn't you?" heeseung's fingers thrust in and out of you at an animalistic pace. the wet sounds echoing in the room, adding onto the arousal of watching yourself on the mirror. your back rests against his chest as he holds your legs apart with his own. one hand fingering the fuck out of you and the other grip your throat to force you to keep your eyes at the vulgar image infront.

"falling asleep on my bed with this on, baby you're so dirty and desperate," he grunts at the lewd sight, mentally drooling over the scene of you trying to push your hips forward to meet his fingers when he slows down a bit.

heeseung swears he almost stopped breathing when he came across you passed out on top of his covers, dressed in the prettiest lingerie. more like pretty you making the lingerie look so pretty. the thought of you waiting in his room like that to give him a surprise fueling his inner sex demons. feeling more turned on than ever. grinning sheepishly over his intentions.

"come on now, ride me baby," his arms hook around you as he manhandles you onto his lap. carressing your trembling thighs and slapping your pussy. he rests his palms on the bed, watching you struggle to put his cock inside after all the edging he put you through. cooing at your whiney protests to let you cum, cute and pathetic and hot. so cruel but you loved it and he knew you loved it.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚

"fuck baby, i can see your pussy from here," jay groans, feeling his dick twitch hard in his pants. the sleep lolling him from the previous night he spent gaming, immediately vanishing. he is so wide awake right now, orbs bulging out at the sight of you twirling in the middle of his room, showing off the lingerie you just got, for him.

it barely covers your ass, and it barely— wrong it does not cover your pussy at all, he can see it so clearly he thinks he'll grow crazy. frozen in his seat, gulping at every thought that comes to his mind, things he'd do to you right now.

"is it pretty?" you ask, looking at him with doe eyes, he feels he'll bust a nut right then and there. his cock throbbing with anticipation as he gets up from the chair, walking over to where you stand. calloused hands gently brush against everywhere, taking his time to admire your look, trying to imprint the image of it in his brain. "jayyy, do i look pretty? do you like thi—"

"yes baby, so so pretty. so fucking pretty," he's immediately grabbing you by the waist and throwing you on the bed. impatient all of a sudden as he rips the pathetic thread of a panty and shoving down his pants, thrusts his impossibly hard dick so rough into you, it's like he lost control. you drive him batshit crazy and jay doesn't know if it's good or worse that you fucking know it and use it to get what you want.

𝗦𝗜𝗠 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗬𝗨𝗡

"give me a little show, princess," jake's hands twitch with desperation, so restless to touch you. though the need to savour the sight of you in that racy lingerie is strong he can't help but be seated, tense and aroused, eyes locked on your figure.

"shit, you're beautiful," the way the lace hugs your skin with the little sneak peaks of skin showing him exactly what he wants to see but not entirely what he wants to see and it makes him feel feral.

"won't you touch me?" you whine sultrily, and jake feels like a hybrid in rut, his body heating up beyond sane, dick throbbing every other second, feeling hyper aware of his surroundings and possibilities of all that he could do to and with you. he pulls you against him lips landing on yours in an instant, the messiest kiss you have ever shared, rushed and gasping for breath. there's just so much he wants to do right now he can't seem to decide what to start with, malfunctioning poorly.

"fuck, jake," yet he finds it in him to begin with rubbing you over your pretty panties, quick circles with his fingers pressing hard against your sensitive folds,"yes baby, gonna make you feel so good," he pushes you to lay on the edge of the bed before forcing your legs far apart in a snap. getting on his knees and leaving fluttering kisses on you inner thighs. shoving your panties aside and diving in to eat you out at once. from kitten licks to lapping at your slick, from tiny kisses for a tease to lips harshly sucking at your engorged clit. jake was absolutely crazed.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗡

"sunghoon! what are you doing!" you squeal, squirming in place as sunghoon suddenly grabs you from the corridor into his dark room, and cornering you against his desk roughly pulls your oversized shirt(his shirt) up. door slightly ajar, an open chance for anyone to peak in.

"couldn't help but wonder if you're still wearing it," he whispers, hands fondling your breasts harsh and sloppy over the lace material. just an hour earlier, while he was out with jay you sent him a picture of you dressed in the most gorgeous set of lingerie ever. looking so innocently sexy he felt his breath knocked right out of him, dick hard and leaking in the middle of the mall.

"mhp— they'll h-hear us," but that is least of sunghoon's concern right now, they have heard him fuck you before, multiple times. all he cares about is that you're here, putty in his arms, adorning the hottest thing you have ever worn, fabric barely covering your intimate parts. just touching you like this makes him feel so high on cloud nine, the rush of pleasure in your little whimpers and moans trying to be quiet. nothing is more important than this.

"let them hear, fuck you're so damn pretty i'll cum just from this," his breath is ragged, fast and shuttering as he watches your face contort into the prettiest of expressions while his hand stuffed in your panties, plays with your pussy. fingers switching between flicking and pinching at the little bud and plunging into your slicked hole in slow thrusts.

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