#i HAD to share this with yall

[loveafterdeath-if]

Nearly done with the alternative short story where MC dies; then I'll just need to correct, polish and code

[bulbabutt]

i don't know the etiquette for posting other peoples tiktoks but the delivery of this punchline hit me like a FUCKING TRUCK please

NikhilClayton <- you should follow this guy on tiktok he's fucking hilarious

[beautysnake]

but he doesn't try to stop them...

[angelicughart]

[nova-rpv]

a redraw of the first drawing i posted here to celebrate the fact that ive been in tumblr for more than a whole year posting my shit and havent deleted my blog in panic yippee \:D/ (mushy rant in tags)

[doeidawn]

18+ MDNI — soapgaz x f!reader

boyfriends soap and gaz who have a habit of sending each other videos of themselves having sex with you. not in a braggy, "haha she prefers my dick" type of way, but more like a "dude look how hard she came when i touched her like this, you gotta try it, man" way.

boyfriends soap and gaz who have a groupchat for you to send your nudes so they can jerk off together.

boyfriends soap and gaz who are supposed to be giving you attention but they can't stop kissing each other when they're between your legs.

boyfriends soap and gaz where one of them positions you perfectly—holding your legs apart, angling your hips just right, keeping your head steady, holding your tits in place, etc—just to watch the other man lose his mind over how good you feel.

boyfriends soap and gaz that turn any friendly competition into an excuse to fuck you first.

boyfriends soap and gaz where one of them always has a hand under your shirt while the other always has a hand in your pants.

boyfriends soap and gaz who rile each other up by talking about how tight and wet you are; sometimes they end up fucking each other to the thought of you.

boyfriends soap and gaz who always make special requests of the other man to fuck you when one of them is away. basically making specialized porn for them to watch when they miss you.

boyfriends soap and gaz <3

[orionfrommars]

“BING BONG”

A LITTLE WIP FOR ANOTHER SILLY ANIMATION 🔥🔥

[Please do not steal, trace, repost or modify my work]

[stargazermeadow]

batshit insane take seemingly posted in 2021??? on a vid from 2010…i am peachless

[diospore]

I'm just saying if you're writing smut featuring trans people and you find yourself ONLY writing pre-op transmen as receiving penetration. ONLY writing your transmen as submissive.

You should really take a step back and think about why this is.

Also consider including trans people who have gotten bottom surgery. I'd like to see more of that. Or transmen using straps. That'd be cool too thanks.

[ladysatoru]

the average incel dudebros will never understand sanji's depth because only REAL yearners know wassup with him he cared for Luffy so much that he hurt lu cz he wanted to save lu from his baggages and Luffy understood it too that's why he'd said that "no matter how many times you kick me, you're the one that gets hurt" part because Luffy understood that sanji's helplessness and emotional pain was much more intense than whatever physical pain luffy was feeling at that moment

[bluesgras]

a VERY happy new year’s eve from you to me :] here’s to doing more

[bedazzled-applesauce]

okay let me set the stage

an indeterminable amount of time into the future, season 16 comes out in the fall, somehow finangling itself out of the s15 finale. the main plot point being trying to get cas out of superhell. think good omens season two in that it’s more layed back and focused on character analysis and relationship building. dean is worse than we’ve ever seen him. the first 2 episodes are through the perspective of a kinda messed up but overall healthy if not exceedingly worried sam, and occasionally, a not sober nor lucid dean very near drinking himself to death, not ever leaving the library, surrounded by a very large number of open books; he been trying to get cas back. jack needs to be hands off, no matter what, and the empty is holding him to that, non negotiably, so it’s really up to sam and dean to fight against fate itself.

eventually, we do get cas back, somehow someway. there are the supernatural required multiple episodes of “is he gonna make it or not” wherein cas is whitekuckling life, helped along by a gentle but exceedingly awkward and uncomfortable dean. by the time cas is recovered enough for actual conversation, we the viewers are all on the edge of our seats. when dean finally says the well awaited “cas, we need to talk about what you said back then” line, the viewers are vibrating with impatience, having been egged on by a few episodes of unfortunately timed interruptions keeping dean from actually talking about s15e18. cas steps forward, and the show cuts to whatever sam is dealing with at the time. something entirely unimportant. it’s not mentioned again for the rest of the episode.

everyone freaks, tumblr is breaking with the force of hundreds of posts per second, and a light shines through the chaos. the cw supernatural accounts, announcing in some vague but unmistakable way that the rest of the destiel confirmation has already been recorded, but for dramatic effect, the show will air it on november 5th. a few weeks, and a few episodes, past when the post had initially been made. but in the few filler episodes before the big confession, dean and cas have been subtly acting differently. eyefucking each other somehow more often than usual, and much more obviously, constantly just looking at each other fondly, just more of the same “subtext” we’ve been living on already, only amplified, and with witty and annoyed but fond comments from sam. misha has been busy during these trying times, talking about airtight ndas and just building a lot of anticipation in the form of posts with cleverly placed quotation marks. it finally airs, and the big scene they’d been talking up consisted of dean beginning his “we need to talk” before giving up and having the big kiss in an attempt to convey his emotions. they make out very aggressively against deans door, on his bed, steadily ramping up the excitement and loosing articles of clothing, before a fade to black. there’s a clever shot just before the fade though, which is taken from deans desk, their frenzied kissing blurred in the background, as in the forefront, cas’s trenchcoat is hurriedly thrown over the chair, on top of deans jacket with the bloody handprint on it from cas’s sacrifice scene.

they do eventually have the long awaited talk later in the episode, laying in deans bed with that cw classic “bedsheets as low hung as we could possibly get them” shot. the confession is awkward and broken up by a whole lot of making out, and it’s clear that dean is putting into words what he’s actively figuring out about his feelings. he tells a lot of unfunny jokes, and attempts to leave a few times, but eventually dean gets it all out. it’s in this post-sex confession scene that all the speculation over how no one has really seen deans neck in the past few episodes is proven more than just overthinking. hickies litter his neck, from the juncture connecting his neck to his shoulders, all the way up to behind his ear. but it’s nothing compared to the absolutely horrendous scratches on cas’s back, of which the viewers never see, only alluded to by a horrified sam, making a one off joke about whether or not dean was some kind of clawed creature. everything is good.

the last episode of the season is only a few weeks into the future, a domestic cas and dean are gently bickering in the kitchen, dean prepping food before what is apparently a “big reunion dinner” celebrating cas’s return to earth. sam and eileen are being gross and couple-y, seen dancing together in the library before time skipping to them playing footsie at the map table across from cas and dean, who are doing the same thing. there’s a moment during the first few seconds of the scene where dean accidentally taps his foot against sam’s, leading to the generally awkward and embarrassed vibes that a good supernatural episode just wouldn’t be complete without. there’s table consists of jody and donna and the girls, jack, cas and dean, charlie, basically everyone we know who is still alive. everyone is happy, destiel is officially unruined and completely canon, everyone is alive, and the ending is actually good. the end.

[arsenicflame]

happy "our marriage is never gonna recover from this" day

[vii-doodles]

Vox Switch Week Day 7: Aftercare

After an amazing week of naughties and softies I'm ending this week as soft as possible with Vox sharing a bath with all of his lovers 🥰 in my peaceful delulu world they are all in a very beautiful polyamory relationship and vox never has a bad day ever again. My man deserves to be pampered 😭❤️ I also spent way too many hours on this but I feel like it was worth it 😌 this is my new favourite art work and I'm very proud of it!

[smiuffzo]

didnt plan on posting this today originally but decided that it actually fits really well with the beginning of the spooky season, so!

a fake doai movie poster inspired by posters for movies 'a short film about love' and 'on the silver globe', both by andrzej pągowski! and just for fun i also made a version with a shoddy polish title, how authentic am i right

[babyboywilson]

cas had texted and said he’d be back at the bunker that night, and dean had stayed up until almost 3am waiting for the angel. when cas hadn’t walked through the bunker door, dean had to drag himself to bed before he passed out on the war table.

he didn’t sleep for long though, waking up just after 6am to check his phone. no messages from cas. was it too soon to start worrying?

making his way to the kitchen for a very strong cup of black coffee, dean shuffled past the bag in hallway while he rubbed blearily at his eyes. it took several long seconds before dean realized he’d almost tripped over cas’ overnight bag and he quickly backtracked and made a beeline for cas’ room.

the room was empty, no sign of cas’ current trenchcoat or of the angel anywhere.

frowning, dean wandered the hallways, searching for any signs of cas. but there was nothing. the bunker was quiet. empty. not even sam was awake yet.

convincing himself that the overnight bag had always been there and he’d just forgotten because he was tired, dean trudged back towards the kitchen by cutting through the library.

and he froze, mid-step.

slumped, lying curled up between two of the chairs at the table, was a sleeping angel using his trenchcoat as a pillow against the hard wooden seats.

a sleeping angel who was bundled up under dean’s old hoodie; the clothing item which usually held a permanent place in the backseat of the impala. the same hoodie that had gone missing a week ago.

dean’s heart stuttered in his chest.

his feet carried him gently across the library and he found himself reaching out and brushing a lock of hair off of cas’ forehead. the hood of the jacket was tucked up under cas’ chin, almost as if the angel had been burying his face in the cotton material, but the rest of it was slipping off and threatening to fall onto the floor.

breath catching in his throat, dean softly readjusted the hoodie and wrapped it around cas’ shoulders. cas let out a content sigh in his sleep, and dean suddenly felt weak in the knees.

cas had taken dean’s jacket with him when he’d left the bunker last week. and now, cas was using his hoodie as a blanket. a concept that years ago dean would’ve sworn up and down that cas would never understand because angels didn’t have feelings. yet, here cas was, carrying around dean’s old clothes, wearing his heart on dean’s worn sleeves.

smiling to himself, dean quietly made his way back to the kitchen to make honey tea for cas and a pot of coffee. he was going to need the caffeine courage to show cas that this was mutual.

as the coffee brewed and the tea steeped, dean snuck back into cas’ room and collected the one thing he was missing. wrapping one of cas’ old trenchcoats around his shoulders, dean was finally ready to put his own heart onto cas’ sleeve.