#it happened again

[hansoeii]

Ohh look, it's the dead boy detectives!

[pangur-and-grim]

another year older 😔

[doodlejoops]

He’s a real hoot.

[daily-bot-ii-art]

your purpose

[starsomens]

“Yeah so this tour was one of our longest but also most reWARding”

“Noah…you okay there?” The interviewer asked

“Y-yes just fine..just rolled over my foot with my chair” he chuckled clearly out of a breath

“Alright just making, so I got one more question to wrap things up here”

Little did they know that under that desk you were the cause of Noah’s struggle. You were both supposed to get some pent up energy out before the interview but you didn’t have enough time. So you may or may have not snuck into the room and under the desk. Flipped him out of his sweats and started at the end of the interview. Just a few pumps every now and then nothing Noah can’t handle. Then came your tongue. Your fucking tongue. Giving little licks to the tip, long licks up the bottom of the shaft sending shivers through his body. Using his tip like a lollipop, licking, sucking and popping it in and out of your mouth.

Of Al times. You decided to taking him in right at the last 2 questions. His breath was shaking, his eyes were distant, he was pissed off but he was also fucking horny. Feeling your mouth bobbing up and down his length. One of his hands was able and to get away and grab a hold of your hair and push you down on his dick fully causing a slight gag, leaving Noah satisfied but in the verge of just hanging up the call

“Yea She’s doing great” you hear him say

“Yea whenever we see you both together it’s great you look like you have a great dynamic”

“Yeah we rEAlly do. She support me..and helps me with whatever she can and visa versa. COULDNT ask for someone better” he meant every word he just hated that you were doing this while he spoke. He felt you hallow your cheeks to suck on him more harshly. You were enjoying every second of this. From the way he filled your mouth, to his taste to knowing how helpless he was in that moment from try to keep the interviewer from knowing what was happening.

You hear the call end and his chair rolls back enough to look at you.

“You little slut” He scowled making you look at him by pulling your hair back enough “you want to show me what a slut you are huh? Grind on my shoe while I face fuck you”

You couldn’t deny you had been throbbing the entire time you were getting him off. While one hand pumped him the other was playing with you clit just imagining what would come after. However this was the last thing you’d think of. He flexed his foot slightly upwards so you’re able to ride and grind on it. His large hand holding your head in place as he fucks your mouth

“Shit…fucking take it. Isnt this…what you wanted?” He asked looking down at you feeling your legs start to shake on either side of his leg. Tears ran down your face, you shook against his leg as you could feel an orgasm approaching so close to

“Fuck…shit I’m gonna cum!” He closes his eyes throwing his head back against his chair “fuck…Fuck!” His hips stutter against your mouth as he poured himself into your mouth and down your throat. He pants heavily as you pull him out of your mouth, out of breath and fucked out of your mind. His cum drips down from your mouth, your panties were soaked and you were pretty sure those white vans of his had a stain now.

His hand cups your jaw to look up at him

“Baby…I love how needy you can get, and it was pretty hot” he admired bringing your face closer to his “but don’t do that shit again, unless you wanna be fucked on camera next time” he kisses your forehead helping you up in to his lap from the floor

“How about a shower? I think we both need it” you offer

“Well you more than me” he smirked whipping the corner of your mouth.

[ikol-cosplay]

@ comics Loki: YOU CAN'T KEEP GETTING AWAY WITH THIS

[anincompletelist]

[🤍]

[valeriianz]

@gabessquishytum horny anons forcing my hand to write vulva Dream again. human au. inspired by this ask.

Hob’s sure Dream is trying to kill him.

He’s making the sweetest little noises just next to him in the passenger seat, while Hob has a death grip on the steering wheel. Little huffs of breath and whimpering and quiet moans that make Hob’s dick twitch in his pants, his ears attuned to each sound as they fall past Dream’s lips and fill the otherwise silent car.

“Hob…” Dream purrs and Hob finally chances a look sideways and almost throws his foot on the brake pedal. 

Dream is grinding against his seat, his long pale legs spread wide and his hips rolling forward and back. The skirt he’s wearing is bunching up higher and higher, exposing the delicious breadth of his strong thighs, the muscles visibly tightening as Dream continues to rut against the black leather of the car seat.

Hob swallows, hard, and rips his eyes away to focus again on the road. They are on their way to a staff party, Dream opting to wear a mid-thigh pleated black skirt with a layer of lace peeking underneath (something that already gave Hob pause on their way out the door, physically stopping in his tracks at the sight of his boyfriend dressed in something seemingly as simple as a skirt with a skin tight sleeveless shirt under a fitted leather jacket). Hob himself hadn’t put much thought into his own outfit, a buttoned up flannel with nice jeans… but it seemed Dream had made a plan to ruin him tonight.

And maybe that hadn’t originally been his intention, but Hob knew the spark of mischief in Dream’s eyes as Hob had shamelessly taken in his fill, standing in his living room and fighting down the urge to throw Dream onto his couch and rip off that skirt with his teeth. He recognized the huff of annoyance as Hob, instead of acting out exactly what he wanted to do to Dream, turned to open the front door, swallowing his desires and insisting they were late and had to go.

So Hob supposes he deserves this. 

But it’s driving him crazy.

Dream makes another desperate noise and Hob can only sit and listen, taking peeks over at his gorgeous boyfriend taking himself apart in Hob’s car. His hands slide up his flat stomach to his chest and around his neck, stretching his head back and absolutely putting himself on display for Hob as his back arches like a bow, a salacious groan tumbling from Dream’s lips as he takes a particularly long, hard thrust against the seat.

“Christ, Dream…” Hob finally finds his voice. His throat is dry and he swallows again. There is traffic around them, it’s later in the evening, but Hob is sure that if anyone in the cars surrounding them were to look, they’d see Dream’s face, lost in ecstasy, brows furrowed in frustration as he desperately ground his hips down, seeking friction that only barely alleviated the tension in his body.

Hob’s cock is aching in his pants now, damn near distracting him enough to drift slightly out of his lane, which he corrects with a hasty tug on the wheel and a curse.

“Careful,” Dream pants, low and entirely too sexy for his own good. “Don’t let me distract you. I know important it is that we– nng– not be late.”

“You little shit,” Hob feels himself start to shake, wondering when the next red light was coming up so he could do– something about this shameless flirt in his passenger seat.

A breathy gasp tickles Hob’s ears and he chances another look and nearly inhales his own tongue.

Dream has a hand under his skirt, moving slowly and in time with each delicious roll of his hips. Hob knows he’s fingering himself by the musky smell that has begun to permeate the air and it’s enough to make Hob dizzy.

Hob’s blood races through his body, heading south and he has to blink several times to focus on the road, his knuckles turning white against the wheel. For his efforts Dream continues fucking himself on his fingers, moaning and panting and fuck– Hob can almost hear how wet Dream is, the slick, soaked sound of his fingers moving in and out.

“Oh, Hob…” Dream cries out and it’s so soft, so pitiful. Hob clenches his jaw. Dream sounds wrecked and then he starts to beg–

“Hob, please– ah!”

Hob throws on the breaks way before he should at a yellow light, making the car behind them lay on their horn but Hob doesn’t even hear them. Doesn’t hear anything over the sound of Dream squirming in his seat, gasping for breath and– Hob coughs in surprise as Dream grabs his hand off the wheel and shoves it under his skirt. Hob grabs on instinct and nearly comes in his jeans at how absolutely soaked Dream is through his panties.

Dream’s hands, one wet with slick, tighten onto Hob’s arm as he throws his head back and keens loudly, bucking his hips up and grinding animalistically against Hob’s open palm.

“Fucking hell, Dream–” Hob’s eyes are glued to Dream, watching with rapt attention as he chases his pleasure on Hob’s hand, making desperate noises and fingers digging into Hob’s forearm enough to hurt.

Hob swipes his thumb up and digs it into Dream’s clit and Dream wails. He looks about ready to climb up Hob’s arm and into his lap when the car behind them impatiently honks their horn again.

With herculean effort, Hob pulls his hand away and the sob that Dream emits nearly breaks him. Nearly makes Hob abandon all health and safety codes and just yank Dream into the backseat right now and fuck him senseless.

But instead he manages to get the car back into motion, lurching forward and fumbling with the turn signal before finally pulling off to the side of the road, turning on the hazards, and unfastening his seatbelt. 

Without warning, Hob turns in his seat and leans over the gearstick to shove three fingers past Dream’s hole, curling them immediately and pressing them punishingly against his g-spot.

Dream screams. His hands find purchase on Hob’s shoulders and he hangs on as Hob brutally fucks him.

“God you drive me crazy,” Hob growls in Dream’s ear, biting it. He can hear Dream’s breathing begin to stutter, little cut-off gasps that always indicate he’s close.

And he’s so fucking wet that Hob can barely keep up a steady rhythm, his fingers sliding with far too much ease. 

“So wet–” Hob groans as Dream’s nails dig into his back, his hips bucking up faster and faster. “-- fuck. I’m going to smell you in this car for days. Dream–”

“Hob–!” 

Dream moans, low and long as his orgasm overtakes him, Hob can feel the rumble against his own chest, as well as the burst of slick that pools in his hand. He pushes it back into Dream’s cunt over and over again until Dream is shaking from the overstimulation. 

Hob finally turns his head and latches his mouth over Dream’s, kissing him wildly, getting his other hand around his jaw to hold him fast.

Dream whimpers in his mouth, Hob hasn’t removed his fingers yet and his tongue mimics the motion of them buried inside him, devouring him and pressing him roughly against the headrest.

When Hob finally breaks off, Dream is gasping for breath, boneless beneath him and his red lipstick smudged up to his nose.

He gasps softly as Hob finally slips his fingers free and, unable to help himself, sucks them into his mouth.

Dream watches with heavy interest, his eyes dark, sweat collecting on his brow.

“Still want to go to that party?” He asks, a small, satisfied smirk tugging up the corner of his lips.

Hob wants to say no. Wants to turn around right now and finish what Dream started. But instead he grins, smug and a little vengeful.

“Yes,” he brings his wet fingers up to Dream’s mouth and smears his lipstick even more, causing Dream’s jaw to drop. “And we’re not even going to fix you up.”

[acespirit]

you don't understand tumblrinas I wasn't joking about juno steel I'm never joking about juno steel once again I lie there for an hour listening to and thinking about juno steel and again I am overtaken it is midnight thirty I put on my fire safe leather jacket I stand forlornly alone on empty bridges I clandestinely avoid cars and human interaction staring into the night sky in a place that should be full of life yet I am always alone and I AM STILL FEELING THINGS ABOUT JUNO MOTHERFUCKING STEEL--

[the-literal-sun]

*Talking to a literal potted plant*

My beloved, my gorgeous, the love of my life.

[theriverbeyond]

eating a plate of chicken is a contact sport when you have a little cat in the house

[kiss-my-assura]

Is this anything-

[mrslectermoriarty]

I am not sorry

[leechs]

getting shy abt watching his ig story after i just jacked it to schizo hallucinations of him the night before…….

[godknowswhy]

another one of them shitposts + real footage of me falling in love with heavies that Actually take care of me when im healing them

[boxturret]

Slizers vs Throwbots: Regional differences

Its well known that the Slizer line was changed quite a bit for its release in North America. The line was renamed Throwbots, the individual set names were all changed (Honestly this seems to be an okay change, as apart from Judge I quite like the new names, and this doesn't seem to be an uncommon opinion), and the setting was changed.

One very subtle change that I've had a hard time tracking down was the actual art for the sets. I managed to acquire copies of the instruction booklets for every set, Slizer and Throwbots, and have scanned them all, and they can be found HERE.

What follows is comparison between the Slizer and Throwbots instruction booklets.

8500-Fire Slizer/Torch

The Slizer version features a humanoid fire being, but the Throwbots version removes the face entirely, though this being can still be found on the 6 pip disc art. In fact its the same illustration, just mirrored.

8501-Ice Slizer/Ski

The Slizer version features an ice outcropping with an evil looking face. The Throwbot version erases the face.

Though this creature doesn't appear in the discs, a similar concept of an avalanche with a face does, on the 6 pip disc.

8502-City Slizer/Turbo

This is the first one to not have any changes that I can see.

Every piece of Slizer art features the main set, and in the background one of the enemies the Slizer would face in its region. For City Slizer it seems to the be city itself, this large building featuring a monstrous face. For whatever reason this face was deemed not necessary to remove, perhaps because it was positioned mostly behind the logo.

The instructions use the cover background and the face can be seen more clearly there. Notably Flare Slizer uses the same background for its instruction book.

Turbo's 6 pip disc doesn't feature a malevolent building, but instead a truck intent on running them over.

8503-Sub Slizer/Scuba

Again, this one was not altered, perhaps it was found that removing the evil eyes off the giant jellyfish was counterproductive. A modified version of this art (or is the cover version the modified version? Hard to know what came first) can be found on the 6 pip disc.

This same creature also appears in the small comic on the poster I believe was included in some Slizer sets. Its delightful.

8504-Judge Slizer/Jet

Again, no change. Unlike the other's Judge doesn't feature this, or any creature on its 6 pip disc. This star monster is featured in the comic though, seeming to be the target for the disc launching game, of which Judge is the...judge of.

8505-Jungle Slizer/Amazon

Finally, there are more differences. The Slizer version features Jungle Slizer slicing this evil tree, complete with mouth, eyes, and hands, in half. The Throwbot version simply removes the eye light, the facial features are still there. The 6 pip disc features them fighting a different type of plant, something more modelled off a Venus Fly Trap. The 5 pip disc though does feature them chopping a seemingly not evil tree in half.

8506-Rock Slizer/Granite

This is one of the more subtle ones, way in the background there's a rock formation that resembles a skull. In the Slizer version it features slightly glowing eyes, the eye glow is removed in the Throwbots version. The 6 pip disc art features Rock Slizer facing off against a similar stone face with glowing eyes.

8507-Energy Slizer/Electro

Finally we come to Energy. This one I think is one of the more odd ones, as the Slizer version features this evil cloud zapping Energy with arms made of lightning. The Throwbot version removes the red eyes, but everything else remains the same, the mouth, the lightning arms, the zapped Electro. This exact art appears on the 6 pip disc.

To my knowledge there was only one set of discs, so despite the changes made to the packaging the Throwbots's discs featured all these creatures that the modified box art didn't want to show, its very odd.

And this is where the version differences end, for the instructions at least. After this, with the release of 8520, though they still changed the name, Millennium Slizer vs Millennia, they stayed with one instruction book for both, the back of the booklet even featuring both line's logos, and both names for each set (though you can see they are using the Slizer box arts).

Then by wave two proper there was no more name divergence, and the logos and names were left off the instructions entirely.

One has to wonder if the successor series, Roboriders, featuring the names of the characters printed right on their face pieces was an attempt to stop this whole naming issue coming up again.

I just wanted to have all this data in one place, I've spent a lot of time searching for the different versions and its quite hard to find good images, even leog's own site isn't consistent, featuring okay versions of all the Slizer's instructions, then this awful uncropped vertical scan of Electro.

So now everything is at least in one place and in consistent quality.