#love that feral himbo

[biblicallyaccuratemeat]

Me, every time I read a fic where Sebastian is portrayed as a deeply in denial about his feelings simp:

[wow-wow-wubbsy]

Clark Kent is like that swole teddy bear plush

Also featuring a very tiny Lois because they are the embodiment of "big wholesome and tiny feral"

Based on this post where I already added my drawing, but I thought I'd make a separate post too.

[aeoris4lovers]

the quiet tragedy of verin being the one who never quite made it out.

for most of their lives, essek was the one who was entrenched in expectations, in the politics of their den. while verin was stationed far from the heart of the dynasty, ostensibly free from the eyes of his elders, essek was sitting beside their mother in court and speaking before the queen. and it made sense, because essek had always been better at all of it — the posturing, the sweet-talking, the ladder-climbing. his brother the black sleep was still his brother the prodigy; his brother the heretic was still his brother the shadowhand.

but then, essek meets new people and they get through to him and change him and make him softer, make him better (and why them? what is it about them, that they could do what verin never could?) and he runs. he gives up the title and the status and the power and leaves it all (leaves verin) behind.

suddenly, verin is the lone newsoul of den thelyss, the one with all eyes on him, with the expectations meant for two brothers falling squarely on his shoulders and only his in the absence of their other target. he is still the youngest of his den, the one they all watch and wait to be disappointed by, but there is no one to share that burden with anymore and all at once it becomes painfully clear that distance never really was freedom.

essek has a family, then — not a den but a family, with love and trust and care and warmth and all the things essek once called verin childish for craving — and a welcoming home to go to with someone who loves him waiting there and a garden in the front yard, and verin is left still fighting demons under the banner of a god (of a family, of a home) he only half-believes in.

and maybe they see each other more often then. maybe bazzoxan is remote enough that it’s safe for essek to visit in disguise. maybe essek’s friends come too and are kind enough to offer a taste of what essek has now and verin can almost believe it’s his too. maybe essek doesn’t even fight it anymore when verin insists on hugging him. but how much can that really fix? how much can it really change?

an unloved man leaves no one behind when he finally makes a better life for himself, but essek was never an unloved man. not really.

[theravenkin]

i know the "butch's carabiner gets caught on goth femme's fishnets" meme is making its rounds in the locked tomb fandom (as it should), but i'd like to introduce it to the blue eye samurai world

*warning: horny bullshit below the cut*

As Akemi and Taigen lean against each other at the bar, Akemi feels something pulling at the gauzy white tights she's wearing under her miniskirt. She looks down and sees that she's somehow become attached to...someone. Someone handsome. Pretty? Both?

The someone looks sharply at Akemi when they realize they're being stared at. "Excuse you," Akemi scowls. The someone scowls right back, taking Akemi aback. The someone doesn't break eye contact as they fiddle with the carabiner on their belt loop. It gets somewhat awkward as the someone realizes the carabiner isn't coming free. It's then that Taigen takes notice of the situation and stands up to puff his chest at the stranger.

"Hey, what do you think you're--" his breath hitches as the stranger's storm-blue eyes meet his, not without venom. He clears his throat. "This is my girlfriend."

"Fiance," Akemi corrects absentmindedly, taking in the stranger's lean frame, wiry with obvious muscle, and the cagey way they move. She has a strange urge to trap them, make them stop moving like they're trying to run. She supposes, staring dryly at the hardware still attached to her tights, that she has sort of trapped them, so to speak.

"Yeah, fiance. Who do you think you are, man?" The stranger raises an unimpressed eyebrow at Taigen's valiant efforts, their knife-sharp jawline flexing. Akemi catches Taigen's Adam's apple bob and a light flush spread across his face. Oh, she thinks, gears turning.

Akemi swats the stranger's still-fumbling hands away from her thigh and yanks her tights away from the hook. The tights tear with a mighty rip, revealing the smooth skin of Akemi's upper thigh to the stranger. Akemi looks up to find them eyeing the skin with very intentional blankness. When they meet Akemi's eyes, she quirks an eyebrow. "You ripped my tights," she says.

The stranger raises an eyebrow right back. They're really good at it, Akemi notices. "I ripped your tights?"

"Yeah," Taigen pipes up, "you ripped her tights? I mean, yeah, you ripped her tights." Akemi puts a firm hand on Taigen's arm without taking her eyes off of the handsome stranger.

"I think you owe me new ones," Akemi says, giving the stranger a slow once-over.

The stranger sucks their teeth. "I don't owe shit to anyone," they say, but they don't sound very convincing. Akemi smirks like a fox.

"No?" she says, faux innocent in a way that always gets her what she wants. "Not even a drink?"

"Yeah, not even a drink?" Taigen pipes up weakly. She strokes his arm and pulls him down for a kiss that startles a quiet moan out of him. She always finds it so hot when he's confused.

The stranger drags their eyes over the both of them. Then they nod gruffly at the glass between Akemi's fingers. "Vodka martini?"

Akemi sharpens her gaze. "Gin." The drink was really closer to a Vesper than anything, but this stranger didn't need to know that.

"Dry?"

"Wet."

"Dirty?"

"Extra dirty." The stranger's thin mouth, which had been set in a firm frown during the entire exchange, finally twitches with mirth.

Akemi smiles sweetly as the stranger flags down the bartender. "And scotch on the rocks for my boy, here," she says, holding the stranger's gaze as she cradles Taigen's muscled arm between her delicate hands. The stranger's eyes dip to follow Akemi's caress; they suck their teeth and meet Akemi's eyes again.

"I didn't rip his tights," they say lowly. Akemi notices that they are leaning in closer than before; she can almost feel their breath as they speak. She leans closer, speaks lower.

"But you could," she says delicately. "He'd let you." He would. Akemi could feel where he was now pressed against her back, finally caught on to what she was going for and wholly into it. As Akemi watches the stranger's resolve finally, finally crumble, her grin turns from sweet to wicked. She loves getting what she wants.

The stranger sighs harshly through their nose. "He'll have bourbon," they say, and hand the bartender their card. "Neat."

Akemi grins like a cat and hooks a manicured finger through one of the stranger's belt loops as Taigen mouths impatiently at the back of her neck. She pulls each body closer to her, running her tongue over her teeth.

"So, your place or ours?"

[awkwardarmadildo]

ya bitch is rewatching lockwood and co for at least the ninth time lmfao

i am a norrie×lucy×paul truther. norries a lesbian and pauls a silly little hetero and they are bros with each other and take turns making out with their bisexual girlfrwind

anyone who disagrees... fair jsut dont be a dick :c

[juustozzi]

day 2: kaede from kemono jihen!

[faragonart]

Doodling stuff has been hard lately... but here have a boy~

Vatii belongs to @pali-himbo~!

[flannelepicurean]

Yo Baby-Momma-in-Law's Boyfie

Goku @ Bulma: So now that you're my baby-momma-in-law, Vegeta: HHHWAAHH. KAKAROT, WE'RE NOT EVEN MARRIED! Goku: WHA-- SO BRA'S A BASTARD, TOO?! Vegeta: GODDAMMIT, KAKAROT! Goku: BULMA, WHEN ARE YOU GONNA PUT A FUCKING RING ON IT?! Bulma: Goddammit, Goku... Goku, whilst dragged away by his boyfie to the Dunce Box gravity chamber: HE'S A PRIIIIIIINCE, BULMAAAAAA! he could be your short kiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnggggg 😭😭😭

[cosmicfarts]

“Cmon big guy. We need you” RAAAH AAAAAHHHH ARRRRRRRH RAAAAAAAAAH

[sirgloria]

if teach has a million fans, i am one of them. if teach has one fan that is me. If teach has no fans then i am dead, etc etc. i am #1 teach stan.

[fateviled-aa]

what is it about “and i’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, i’d find you and i’d choose you.” that just hits the instant Unwell button for me

[punkartwantstew]

I have finally caught up with the reboot after finishing the original series, and I believe everyone fed up with the world right now should watch them. Witnessing billionaires get simmered over a low flame, then torn to shreds and seasoned correctly does wonders for my blood pressure.

[salt-hag]

Do you ever wanna write a book and share it with the world and have it be read and discussed but with absolutely no explanation on your part. No marketing. Just here you go, enjoy, extrapolate what I meant and thought from the text itself, no questions being taken at this time, thankss

[survivaicraft]

Spud and Mold (they’re boyfriends)

[teatitty]

[altfire-archive]

absolutely unhinged drawfee episode today gamers. im losing my mind