#i forgot ever writing this lmao

[adamhaskinks]

having a piss kink is so funny when you constantly play video games because youll just have that one character you wanna see wet themselves so bad for no reason and theres absolutely nothing on the internet that matches what you want

[lokh]

me forgetting that their entire sordid tale exists only in my notebook =') a demon kyo sketch. at the end of it all, having remembered everything, they have to convince each other to live

also bonus kyojuro

[ghirahimbo]

I will say, as someone who had a fic wip idea for years (planned, never written) that involved Link going missing,

Yiga impersonating him across Hyrule to ruin his reputation (as well as impersonating him in front of Zelda in an attempt to get to her),

and whose favorite semi-crack theory was that Link had and/or would turn into a dragon,

playing through Tears of the Kingdom was a bit of a wild ride

[kaseyskat]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dungeons and Daddies (Podcast) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sparrow Oak & Mercedes Oak-Garcia Characters: Mercedes Oak-Garcia, Sparrow Oak, lark has some speaking lines and henry and rebecca are both mentioned but, not enough to warrant a character tag Additional Tags: Inspired by Ever After High, Poison Apples, hard conversations, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Trans Sparrow Oak Series: Part 2 of ever after high au Summary:

Mercedes finds her daughter rifling through their bedroom, knees deep in the wardrobe.

Sparrow looks a mess, her hair knotted and disheveled and her skin a sickly pallor in bright contrast to the magic that courses through their veins. She’s muttering to herself furiously, and though Mercedes can’t make out anything specific, she doesn’t need to listen in; she already knows what exactly Sparrow is here for.

“You won’t find it in there,” Mercedes says, announcing herself. Sparrow doesn’t even startle. “Henry and I both are too smart to hide our skeletons in our closet.”

Finally, Sparrow turns, her hands stilling. There is something haunted in her gaze, and a nasty cut that trails from just below her eye, though it has faded significantly over the past few weeks. Mercedes has never remembered a time where either of her children had ever given up on a fight, but there’s a desperation to her that is unfamiliar.

~~

or: after suffering through countless assassination attempts, sparrow decides to take her destiny into her own hands and all mercedes can do is watch. set in the ever after high au

[platinumgigi]

oh, hey, while i'm talking about Lunter, here's something that i just realized on one of my several rewatches of Thanks to Them that keeps me up at night:

For their Halloween costumes, Luz is dressed as Azura from the Good Witch Azura series, and for Hunter, he's dressed as Chief Engineer O'Bailey from the Cosmic Frontier series.

(It's also super cute that they both based their costumes off of characters from book series' that they like, I just realized that they have that in common.)

But onto my main point:

Earlier in the episode, they present Hunter as intending on going out into the average, everyday human world dressed in that costume, because after reading Cosmic Frontier, it's basically the only concept of "human male fashion" that he knows. Of course it's neither up-to-date nor remotely realistic, but they emphasize that this is what Hunter considers a good human disguise.

So. When you take that into consideration.

Luz and Hunter's Halloween costumes.

ARE A WITCH AND A HUMAN.

I swear to GOD if this show never intended on Luz and Hunter ever being romantically involved then WHY do they keep paralleling Caleb and Evelyn. Like it's so soulmates/destiny/reincarnated lovers that I cannot STAND IT anymore. 😭😭

And it especially gets me too that during the Haunted Hayride, we're constantly given Luz and Hunter's reactions to the story of the Brothers Wittebane.

While yeah, sure, I know they're the only ones who actually know anything about the story and has any sort of importance to them at the time, but when they keep showing us Luz and Hunter between the reveal of Evelyn and how she "enticed" Caleb into joining her in the Boiling Isles? And with a depiction of Flapjack no less?? When Luz was the one who brought Flapjack and Hunter together in Hunting Palismen???

Like, view these two's relationship however you want, you're totally valid. But goddammit there is subtext here and it is driving me insane.

[todayisafridaynight]

I mean, I like Daigo and Y3 but it's undeniable that a lot of the reason of MineDai being small is cuz Mine, Daigo and Y3 are generally unliked? Not like hated but like just not liked down upon the bigger side of the fandom. Add to that that the yaoi girlies, like us, are just like a fraction of the fandom... well, not exactly big shit to have.

Personally... I'm kinda glad Mine is overlooked cuz... dear fucking god the radioactive waste he could create if he was popular. Mind you, I'm not exactly a Mine fan but I know he would be... not the best for larger audiences.

minedai really is just for us yaoi girlies you're so right .....

[iridescentgleam]

The Burden of a Golden Soul

There are days when he aches with the rain and wails with the wind that he wonders what the point of it all is. He mourns with the earth in his kingdom, cries over its ruins, and curses himself for being alive to see the other side of the Calamity he failed to slay the first time when he knows there were so many people out there who died by its hands. People he could have saved if he had just been a little stronger, a little faster, a little more knowledgeable. Why is he the one who gets to live on past death? What gives him the right to live a life free from worry after the Calamity was defeated? His negligence was responsible for entirely too many casualties. His hands are weighed down by so much blood that, some days, it feels difficult to move them at all.

But then there are days when he stands atop a peak with cold air biting at his cheeks, staining them the color of Wildberries. Days where he’s deep in the Gerudo desert, his feet sinking with every step he takes, and he looks back and all he can see are his small footprints amongst a sea of undisturbed sand. Days when thunder crackles in the air around him, his hair dripping water into his eyes, and he can taste ozone on his tongue. It reminds him that life is still beautiful, and he can breathe in a little deeper through his lungs that day. Because life did not end with the Calamity. Why should his?

[cryptic-bee]

been a while since I drew this freak

[bisamwilson]

save a horse (ride a cowboy)

sambucky | 4.2k | E | pwp | ao3 | spotify

final part of i wanna be a cowboy baby, but can be read as stand alone

written for/inspired by @logicheartsoul 

fulfills @samwilsonbingo round 2 square O1: humor

summary: 

Bucky finally admits country music isn't so bad, and Sam wants to celebrate.

They fuck on a mechanical bull.

excerpt:

“I think I’ve created a monster,” Sam says, watching as Bucky dons a button down with an overly ruffled collar. “Is this payback for dragging you to the CMTs? Because based on how enthusiastic you got that night, I don’t think that was actually much of a hardship on your part.”

Bucky buttons up the shirt only to his navel, showcasing the rest of his chest, and tucks his shirt tail into his jeans. “You said you were going to get me to like country music, and I’ve capitulated. It is infuriatingly catchy, you caught me dancing to it of my own volition, and I’m going all in.”

Sam shakes his head fondly, grabbing the box with his black cowboy boots out from the top of his closet. “The git-up’s a bit much, baby, but I’m glad you’re finally admitting you’ve been a fan for awhile now. Like I hadn’t known you’d been secretly hoping I’d change the music over to my country playlist for months.”

Bucky goes back over to his drawers and gets out a belt that Sam can already see has an obnoxiously large belt buckle attached to it. “‘Months’ is exaggerating it, sweetheart.”

“You’ve been nodding along to all my favorites for that long, Buck. Don’t think I haven’t noticed,” Sam replies, pointing a stern finger at Bucky but ruining it by laughing through his whole sentence. “You’ve had the earworm since I—” he starts, but cuts off when he gets a good glimpse at Bucky’s belt buckle.

It’s golden, large, and shiny, as all good country belt buckles are, but, unlike most, the whole buckle just reads, “EAT ME,” in large letters. Bucky’s got a sultry smirk on his face, but all Sam can do is laugh and shake his head.

read on ao3 | spotify link

[jabeur]

question. is it possible for smut to be both hot and super fucking cringe

[thecherrygod]

Swap au Kim gets drunk and there's a sweet spot in which he's having the time of his life and manages to forget all that's fucked up in his existence just going with the flow and everyone besides him no matter who they are and how the treat him, but less drunk than that and he'll get sober too soon and everythings gonna hit him all at once making him feel twice as miserable, or he'll get even more drunk to the point it completely switches and the happiness and getting along with whoevers nearby morphs into over trusting and sad and as soon as someone is like "look man you're not fine you should go home" he takes it too personal and won't be against getting into fights

[selfinflictedgunshotwound]

imo everyone on earth should be talking about Him (don't want this showing up in the tag even though it's not a diss) but everytime i go to the tag and there's only like 3 new posts i'm like. oh yeah almost no one cares except me and like 5 other ppl on here

i ran out of tags KFHSJENNXN i don't think that's literally ever happened to me before anyways don't read them because it's just me being insane as per usual

[sennqu]

Revisit chapter 2 here and chapter 1 here.

Temporary title: "Mike IS Going to Live With His Boyfriend, Dammit"

Chapter 3(?): Karen

When Karen's son returned home in the late afternoon, she initially thought nothing of it. In all honesty, she was grateful Mike was sticking to his temporary curfew, a rule she enforced after... well, everything that had gone down in their little town. Mike even went to the kitchen to tell her he was back. How uncharacteristically thoughtful.

She knew he had gone to the Byers' cabin to spend the day with his best friend-and-now-boyfriend. He'd been going there quite often recently. And after his visits he would usually arrive home donning a small smile -- if a bit out of breath -- and a little while later, Karen soon learned that he'd go directly to his room to use the walkie-talkie and immediately call for Will just to tell him he made it home. Karen thought it sweet.

Today though, he detoured to the kitchen and it didn't seem to be for a drink or a snack. Karen couldn't help her curiosity, so she made conversation, "Welcome home, sweetie. Are you ok?"

"Geez, mom. Can't a guy just say hello to his mom without being fussed over?," her son answered. Always a smart reply.

If it had been even a year ago, she'd hear a slight bitter bite in his voice. But today, and like all the other days since Mike started visiting the Byers, his tone with her was more open, maybe even laidback and playful. Like he was my baby boy again. Though this time around, Karen felt like she could actually sense some... shyness? What was going on?

"Actually, mom... um," her son surprisingly stammered. "Tomorrow actually... Joyce asked if she could visit you. Tomorrow. To talk about...stuff."

Oh. Well, Karen supposed it was time for her and Joyce to have a little chat. They hadn't had the chance for one ever since their two boys got together. They were always pretty busy with one thing or another. And with the way things were going, if Mike wasn't outside with his friends, he hung out at the Byers' cabin. It seemed like he spent more time there than he did his own house recently. Maybe Karen could offer her home again as a playdate venue for a change of pace. Get a semblance of the way things used to be.

"Mom?," Mike said, breaking Karen's train of thought. She had begun to plan what snacks she would serve.

"Oh, yes! That's great, honey. I'd be happy to see her."

"Ok, great. I'll be going to their house again tomorrow, and then meandJoyce will come by around 2:30. Oh, and, I'll still be sleeping over there tomorrow too, like I told you the other day? So after you guys talk, I'll be going back there," Mike said in one quick breath.

Karen simply hmmed in acknowledgement and didn't think to wonder why Mike would be coming with Joyce for their mom talk. She had an afternoon to plan. Maybe some old photo albums to bring out too.

--

The next day was a little cloudy but thankfully no rain; just the usual overcast Hawkins sky.

It was nearing 2:30 in the afternoon and Karen had just finished setting up the plates of snacks next to the two photo albums on the coffee table when she heard the knocking on her front door.

"Hello, Joyce! Come in, come in," Karen said with a smile as she ushered into the living room her house guest and...her son, looking almost sheepish. What was Mike doing back? "Mike, did you forget your sleepover gear?"

Curiously, Karen noticed Joyce lock eyes with her son in apparent surprise. So she didn't know what Mike was doing here either? Or she did and...

"Michael, is there something you're not telling me?"

"Mike, you didn't tell her?," Joyce said almost right after.

"Tell me what?," Karen stoically asked, preparing herself for something terrible. But her face immediately gave way to concern as she saw her son's face visibly tense up and his chest breathe in deep.

"Let's...sit down first," Mike said as he made his way to one of the armchairs and sat down. Karen and Joyce followed his lead on the larger couch. "I...Mom. the Byers. They're moving in a few months. And I want to go with them."

Karen had begun to worry something from the Upside Down -- or whatever her son and his friends called it -- had unexpectedly stirred again. But what Mike was telling her, Karen couldn't help but feel that it was worse.

"You want to leave with them? Leave home?," Karen tried her best at a level voice. She was relieved she succeeded. She turned to Joyce and asked, "And you, Joyce? You think this is a good idea?"

Why else would she come here?

"I.. uh, well it's not that I think it's an especially good idea," Joyce was quick to say. Taking in a breath, she paced her next words carefully, "but the boys seem to think so. And... it might just be what they need to do."

"What they need to do?" How could leaving home so soon be any good for Michael? He couldn't even launder his own clothes. He was just a child.

"Mom..," Michael started to say.

"How is moving away anything you need to do this soon? I know you love him Michael but you've only been with Will for a month," Karen couldn't help but cut him off. It was just too soon.

"It isn't a matter of how long we've been together, mom," Michael firmly responded in a tone taking her by surprise. Then in a much softer voice he continued, "you should know that."

The three of them sat in the silence that followed.

Because Karen did. Karen did know. She was around for the kindergarten playdates, the birthdays and holidays, the countless basement sleepovers. Then she was around for the tears and the acting out, the sullen moods and shutting off, the seemingly endless months Mike closed himself off to the world. And now... Karen had just gotten her son back and now he was thinking of leaving home?

"But what about school, Michael? I know you think you'll be leaving for college soon, but this is high school. You can't just leave in the middle of a school year," Karen understood she was dodging the heart of their conversation, but seeing her son's slight wince, she at least knew she hit upon one of his planned arguments.

"I'll deal with it. Will is going to do the same thing and I'm sure he's going to do fine," Michael retorted. She could see the fire return in his eyes.

"You're not Will though, Michael," Karen swiftly responded before turning her attention back to Joyce. "I know it's been hard for you and your family, Joyce. And I know Will is going to do fine... but Michael, he's just not ready. He doesn't even do chores around the house."

A low blow, but it diffused a little of the tension. Joyce couldn't help but lightly snort at the accusation.

"I can learn!," Mike was indignant now. Both Karen and Joyce turned to look at him. "We don't have to leave for a few more months. I can learn how to do chores. I'm not going to burden Joyce and her family."

"I'm sure you won't, Mike," Joyce assuaged him. In comforting tones, Joyce turned to her, "Karen, I know you're worried how Mike is going to fare so far from home, but I swear my family and I will do our best to take care of him if he lives with us. He's our family too.

We won't be moving until three months from now, so you can take as much time as you need to think about it. And we'll respect whatever your decision will be. Won't we, Mike?"

Mike quickly nodded, "Yeah! ....yeah. I'm sorry I surprised you with this, mom... But, please think it over. Please?"

Karen looked at her teenage son and saw a lifetime of pleading and hope reflected in his face that felt so much older than she could fathom. Karen understood that while she was scared of losing him, her son was scared of losing someone else too. But still... it didn't mean the decision was coming to her easily.

"I'll think about it, Mike. I know how much this means to you," Karen simply promised.

Mike was looking at her with wet eyes. Getting up from his seat, he gave her an awkward -- but not any less welcome -- hug that lasted the duration of three "thank you"s before sitting back down again.

Mentally shaking the tension out of herself, Karen realized with a start that they had all forgotten about the afternoon snacks she had prepared, "All this food in front of us and we forgot to eat, haha.

Mike, I still have some concerns -- and a couple photo albums -- I'd like to go over with with Joyce. And of course I'd have to talk to your father about this too," Mike audibly groaned, "but unless you want to stay around for some sandwiches and cookies, you're free to go back to your sweetheart."

"My-- ok..," with a frown, Mike let the comment slide. Karen could see the hesitancy in his features.

"I promise I'm thinking it over, Mike. I just want the best for you," Karen affirmed. She smiled at her son and she was sure it comforted them both when Mike smiled right back at her.

"Now go on and get, Mike. We have some motherly talks to attend to," Joyce gently joked. She was already reaching for one of the photo albums.

Mike slowly stood up and took one of the cookies (some of which Karen already gave him to bring to the Byers that morning) before departing from the living room. As he opened the front door, he shouted, "You're the best mom in the world!" before taking off.

"My cookies are really that good, huh," Karen joked. Now, onto the photo albums. Maybe looking at them will remind her just how much her son really had grown. And how much he'd grown -- and could continue to -- with the one he loved.

(It took Karen three full days to make her decision. Although she was sure there was really just one she could make in the end. She did say she only wanted the best for her son.

Karen only brought up the issue with Ted once she made up her mind. And as she'd come to expect, he only had one thing to say, "better he live with them than rack us thousands of dollars in phone bills calling his sweetie pie every day.")

Karen broke the news at the end of the dinner she had invited Will to. The boy had been filled to the brim with a nervous anticipation she didn't think Mike could reach the half of even after their afternoon negotiation. Immediately after she gave her solid and warm permission, both of the boys hugged her so tightly and so gratefully she almost felt like she'd been hugged enough for a lifetime.

Their smiles were so dazzling all throughout the evening that Karen now fully understood what Joyce meant when she said that leaving was what they needed to do. Her son was going to do just fine.

(chapter 4 can be found here!)

[goldieclaws]

✨✨ for whoever you'd like!

Send me ✨ for a random thing about one of my OCs!

✨ So this is more a general fact as it has to do with demons in the Blue Bones universe than a single character (like Vetus who is a demon), but also I did put effort into it and wanna share:

Demons don't have faces/anatomy that can be 'read' as animalistic, only otherwordly/uncanny (eg. a chimera, despite being a fusion of lion/goat/snake is just a monster, not a demon because of its animal parts).

One of the most contentious creatures to exist that people can't decide is monster or demon, however, are sea leviathans/sea serpents! Some think they're demons that have evolved to be less... demonic, whilst others think they are a fusion of something else.

✨ As for an actual character fact: Nyx is very very VERY talkative, just as much as he is kind and willing to help anyone he comes across.

He's lived on his own for a few years, then his only companion was Harlem who can't do long conversations, so when he meets someone new he tends to just. Spout nonsense before actually getting to the point lmao. He means well and would never do it on purpose but also he could probably be a nightmare for the easily overstimulated.

[dilfkuza]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kiryu Kazuma/Majima Goro, Kiryu Kazuma & Sawamura Haruka, Majima Goro & Sawamura Haruka Characters: Kiryu Kazuma, Majima Goro, Sawamura Haruka Additional Tags: Domestic, Babysitting, Family Drama, Kissing, Sleepy Kisses, Denial of Feelings, Kiryu has trouble being open with people, Majima is Good With Kids, Light Angst Summary:

Kiryu is seriously rethinking his choice of babysitter, but it's not like he has many options. Luckily for him, Majima is a man of many talents.

[oetscop]

HOLY SHIT