#instead of sweats

[attackmodea]

JAMMER!!!!

I love him so much <3

And I really really reeeeeeeaaaaaaally hope he can still play basketball now that he’s a wingy boy (permanently!)

[itz-pandora]

I may be partial to old man sonadow yaoi

[sunderwight]

Scenario where cumplane become friends before the Abyss, and Luo Binghe determines that actually, Shang Qinghua is potentially his biggest romantic rival.

Not because Shang Qinghua is particularly seductive, and not even because of their friendship, but because Shang Qinghua actually seems to be fluent in Shen Qingqiu's weird and at times contradictory signals.

Liu Qingge and Yue Qingyuan can yearn and pine all they want, but they can't even convey romantic interest in a format Shen Qingqiu can or will recognize, so at the end of the day they're making all of these overtures and Shen Qingqiu is just like oh what nice friends :) about it. There's way less risk of him ever accepting their suits when he can't recognize them as such, and when neither of the other guys even realize he can't recognize them as such!

But Shang Qinghua...

Shang Qinghua knows that Shen Qingqiu is unaware, too. And he knows how to make him aware. He knows how to parse Shen Qingqiu's odd double-speak and mixed signals maybe even better than Luo Binghe himself. Plus he can anticipate what things Shen Qingqiu is liable to react strangely or inconsistently towards, when again, even Binghe struggles to do that sometimes!

If Shang Qinghua ever made a move on Shen Qingqiu, he would be able to convey his intentions clearly. And before Binghe has the social standing to actually present himself as a viable alternative, he wouldn't even be able to argue against the match! It would be totally dependent on whether or not Shen Qingqiu was interested, and Luo Binghe cannot say with confidence that he actually wouldn't be? Shang Qinghua may be the weakest and least dashing of the peak lords, but he's not bad looking. He even has certain traits which Luo Binghe himself shares, traits Binghe's deliberately tried to emphasize because he knows Shizun responds to them, like being pathetic, and clingy, and clumsy, and having big eyes and curls in his hair and doing important work that helps make Shen Qingqiu's life more comfortable...!

Luo Binghe starts spying on Shang Qinghua. He is going to get dirt on him, and he is going to blackmail him into swearing that he will never ever attempt to court Shen Qingqiu! At least not until after Binghe has reached his majority and can fairly compete with him for his master's affections!

Of course, this is how Luo Binghe discovers that Shang Qinghua is a spy for Mobei Jun, and is plotting to assist in an attack on the Immortal Alliance Conference.

A revelation which accidentally creates such an untenable situation that the plot shifts irrevocably. All Shen Qingqiu knows about it is that out of nowhere the System has offered to remove the Endless Abyss mandatory plot point but only if Shen Qingqiu agrees to purchase something it's calling The Espionage Path...?

[two-wizards-in-a-trench-coat]

cover for a Franziska + Miles Zines that i might actually finish one day if i can get it to be more than a draft

[transthatmasc]

I keep seeing suggestions for Lestat on hot ones and fortunately there are lots of different fun versions of this.

Option 1: Lestat on hot ones in show where they give Sam the same mild sauce the whole time in increasingly frightening colors and everyone gets really confused and impressed that Lestat is so “inhuman” as to not be affected and he’s just like “yeah babe, I keep telling you, I’m a vampire”

Option 2: Lestat on hot ones in show where he cries and sweats blood as he gets through hotter ones to everyone’s terror and Lestat starts threatening Sean or asking how he thinks it would pair with human blood or something equally funny and insane

Option 3: Sam goes on hot ones for promo AS Lestat where he has the normal hot ones set but has to try and keep his shit together and keep up a French Accent and cunty laid back attitude as he suffers through the wings and answers questions.

Regardless, it seems hard to go wrong. AMC, I beg you.

[httpiastri]

paul aron in an f1 car !!!

[bullymagnet]

@bullymagnetweek DAY ONE - Breaking and Entering / Medium Traits

cats and heaters etc etc. tale as old as time.

[bumblingbabooshka]

Chakotay and Tuvok episode where they're sort of big dick contesting it about staying in an alien sauna longer (which Tuvok insists isn't a contest. He's just Vulcan. The commander, as a Human, should leave if he's uncomfortable.) and there's like important things happening in the episode and no one can contact them because they're in the sauna and when the crew tries to open the sauna door it's stuck and they can't hear them inside the sauna so they think everything's fine. The episode ends by cutting to Chakotay who's opening up about how he hates that there's still this animosity between them...how the petty part of him can't stop wanting to 'win' against Tuvok even about stupid things like this...heh, I guess that's just a Human foible. Or maybe it's something about Tuvok since Chakotay isn't usually so competitive...you know what? This is stupid. I'm going to put my best foot forward. You'll be thrilled to hear this one, lieutenant commander - You're right. What am I even trying to prove by doing this? I'll just lea- And then the door crashes open and it's B'Elanna and some engineering crewmen like COMMANDERS!!!! ARE YOU ALRIGHT!? And Chakotay's like "What?" and when the situations' explained to him he smiles (sweating profusely) says "We didn't even notice the heat-" (a call back) "-right, Tuvok?" And then he turns to see Tuvok absolutely passed the fuck out. No clue how long he's been like that since the camera was focused only on Chakotay for his monologue. Chakotay is alarmed and immediately hoists Tuvok up (pulling one of Tuvok's arms over his shoulder deal) and is relieved when the Vulcan stirs, asking what happened. Chakotay grins. "I won~!" he chirps. Then he drags him straight to sickbay.

[zimt-deathnote]

so did your mello ever give that black lip stain a try? like once? for funsies? did matt catch him in the middle of contemplating if this was the move and simply being walked in on had him reject the idea of ever trying again?

You're referring to that coloured manga lipstick Mello wears for some reason, right? :'D Love the thought of them walking in on each other trying out things hehe

[popcornkwantum]

:D I love Nicky so much

I'll be making these into (handmade) stickers and will be giving them out for FREE at both the upcoming Elfia event and at Heroes Dutch Comic Con (summer edition)

I actually don't think anyone from the Netherlands follows me on here but uuuhh if you do plan on going to one/both events, keep an eye out for someone in a badly made Taylor cosplay and you will be granted with one of these bad bois >:)

[drsantosgf]

Eddie tosses his head back and moans, "Jesus, Buck!"

"Buck, oh my god, that's so good." Josh licks his fingers clean, tongue chasing sweetness as it drips down his palm.

Tommy can only groan in agreement, mouth and throat full. He swallows and gasps, "Evan, sweetheart, you're a fucking miracle."

"Okay, I get it, the cakes I made are good, can you please all get naked?"

Buck is trying to have a fucking orgy here and his partners are being wildly unhelpful. They're too busy shoveling Buck's desserts down their throats to appreciate how hot he looks right now. He's standing in Eddie and Josh's living room, pants half unbuttoned so his bright pink underwear is peaking through, shirt completely off. He's standing tits out and there's no one marveling or gawking at him. He’s never been more offended. 

Well, they're marveling and gawking but all of their attention is on the food.

His fiance, his best friend, and his best friend's boyfriend (Should he just call them his two boyfriends? He tries not to get hung up on the details) are hunched over the kitchen island.

"In a second, baby, it's just your food is delicious,” Josh reassures him.

Normally, the praise would go straight to Buck's head, making him fuzzy and soft and delicate. Needy, is typically the word they all described him as, but never as a bad thing. It’s always said with hands roaming his body and hot breath in his ear. Except, right now, there aren’t any hands on his body. No, all three pairs of them are too busy picking apart his cakes. 

And listen, Buck loves feeding his partners. It's a part of what makes this so good. The domesticity of it all. Buck gets to make good, nutritious food for his fiance and his two kind-of-sort-of boyfriends. He gets to feed them after they're all spent and searching for another hole to fill.

He keeps them warm and sated. It makes Buck feel weirdly powerful. But right now, he doesn't feel powerful. He feels stupid and ridiculous and ignored. Which only serves to make him feel even more stupid.

He's standing shirtless in the middle of the living room, and he's starting to shiver. Maybe he should find something to cover up with, but that would mean searching for his shirt and wouldn't that be mortifying. So he bounces his foot and feels the goosebumps cascade down his arms.

"Is this a recipe Bobby gave you?" Eddie asks, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Uh, no, it's just something I've been trying out." Buck can't help the way his voice breaks a little with frustration.

"Mhm, how did I not notice you were making these?" Tommy asks. Seems like maybe you don't notice a lot of things, then, Buck snarks in his head. He knows that's not true, though. The real reason Tommy didn't notice is because Buck didn't want him to. He wanted the desserts to be a surprise so while Tommy was working on the truck in their garage, Buck set to work in the kitchen. He had them baked and wrapped up before Tommy could actually see what they were.

"You were in the garage." Buck mumbles and crosses his arms, feeling petulant. He almost wants to stomp his foot about it but he would never beat the brat allegations that way.

Tommy hums in acknowledgement and tears his eyes away from the platter in front of him enough to get a good look at Buck. "Evan..." he drawls, extending the word, "is someone not getting enough attention?"

Josh and Eddie snap out of their food daze and look towards Buck. "Aw, poor baby," Josh laughs.

Tommy starts towards him but Josh puts a hand out, "Hm, no, no, use your words, Buck." He looks at Tommy, “You spoil him.” 

Tommy frowns. “It’s my job to spoil him,” he says quietly. 

Buck rolls his eyes and sighs, “F-fine, can you please pay more attention to me? I look so hot right now.” 

Tommy pouts at Josh, who completely ignores him and considers Buck. He turns to Eddie, “What do you think, dear? I think he’s being far too bratty when we’ve all been standing here, praising him the whole time.” 

Eddie lets the words settle. He looks at Buck with dilated pupils, then back to the food with equally dilated pupils, then he nods, “If he keeps making these cakes, he can be as bratty as he wants.” 

Josh lets out an exasperated sigh but can’t hide the fondness in his voice, “Alright, then.” 

Tommy is over to him in record time, wrapping him up in his arms and kissing his cheeks in loud, wet smacks. “I’m so sorry you felt ignored, baby.” 

Buck giggles and places his hands up around Tommy’s neck, “Don’t let it happen again.” 

He feels another kiss to his cheek and turns to Eddie, who’s got puffy cheeks and a dopey grin, “Sorry, man. In our defense, your cakes are really good. You shoulda been a baker or something.” 

Now that he’s got hands and eyes on him, the praise makes him feel warm and gooey, rather than cold and disjointed. He traces his fingertips along the back of Tommy’s hairline, humming and leaning in for a few more kisses. Tommy indulges and bites his bottom lip before leaning back. “Sorry about this, by the way,” he mutters before going back in to peck his lips again. 

Buck doesn’t have time to be confused before he’s sent into a fit of laughter and a spasm as two sets of hands come down and tickle at his sides. “AGH! YOU BASTARDS!” He half shouts, half laughs as Eddie and Josh drag him down onto the couch. He ends up back flat with Tommy hovering over him and lifting up his shirt. 

“Do you feel paid attention to, Buckley?” Josh asks, wrestling with his arm for access to his side as Buck tries half-heartedly to fight back. 

He nods, “Yes! I surrender!” 

“No, no, we’re paying attention now, Buck.” Eddie blows air into his ear before planting another kiss to his cheek. 

Tommy blows a raspberry onto his belly, making Buck scream-laugh. 

Eventually, Buck accepts his fate, allowing himself to be tickled, prodded at, and given a wet willy by Eddie. By the time his partners relent, he’s been kissed within an inch of his life. He’s flushed and panting, his hair mussed and his cheeks red. 

“Do you feel loved, Evan Buckley?” Tommy purrs and runs a hand through Buck’s curls. 

You have no idea, Buck thinks, but instead of replying, he just launches forward and kisses him silly.

[schneid-rambles]

PARKER YANG EVERYONE!! This man is like fifty times cooler than Arthur and I wish we knew more about him.

[chissgender]

Anyway fem Saker

[spicyberry98]

Are there any sweatkink girls that are really into the sweat that pools in the cleavage of a large chest? Because I swear to got I’m riper in there than I am under my armpits at the end of most days.

[cementcornfield]

also like speaking of college joe'marr....one of my favorite headcanons is like, yeah, ja'marr probably hero worshiped/had a big crush on the new hot older super talented QB....but i also think joe had a very inconvenient little crush on ja'marr

like joe said himself that thought of his time at LSU as a master's/internship type program but for football instead of any real school curriculum (lol). he had just spent 3 years at OSU /not/ playing football and it was all he wanted to do. now that he had this chance at LSU he was going to buckle up and take it as seriously as possible (he took all online classes and spent as much time as he could at the facility, living and breathing football as much as possible).

so like, he did NOT plan on getting distracted by the cute freshman with the million watt smile and easy warm nature. this kid who would try to joke with him but never try to talk with him without justin or terrace around. this kid with all this god-given talent but no clue how to actually watch film and improve from it. but hey! nothing always goes 100% to plan!

[polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup]

absolutely obsessed with pez dispenser debris i feel like a little baby holding ur characterization of izuku in my chubby gross hands and chewing on him chewing on him chewing on him. (also your characterization of everyone else????? absolutely delicious get in my mouth) i feel like there are three people in this world that understand the story i *wanted* my hero academia to be and you are one of them. UGH!

i’m vibrating at frequencies that could shatter glass just absolutely obsessed w/ everythinf about the way you write. ik you said this is your “bad writing” fic but like. your ability to just Tell an insanely poignant story in a way that is so endearing and engaging and genuinely FUN is something that i aspire to so much. ok that’s all goodnight

I’m unbelievably thrilled that so many people ended up liking the fic I started in a fugue state while Not Studying For The Bar Exam thank you for your kind words