#my laifu

[anteayergato]

Tagged by @gatogirasol

Last listened to: blue Monday - new order

Sweet/spicy/savory: spicy for sure ‼️

Last googled: attack on Titan Titan run

Current obsession: fashion ✨

Idk who to tag lol

[vividblaze]

My thief is out there stealin' hearts instead.

[omero-megane]

HDSans belongs to Annite_art

Remy sans n Frisk belongs to @nezu-tan

[namemelife]

A peek into how things coulda been…

Fitz is like: tfw your boyfriend walks in on your family and starts making “outrageous” claims

[setsuntamew]

SO!!! Wife and I went on an impulse trip over the weekend and ended up in the small beach town near the Renaissance Festival I worked at right out of high school. And along the way we stopped at a. very familiar rest stop- as in we got out of the car and I was like "WAIT I'VE BEEN HERE BEFORE!!!!"

To make a long story short, I dug up a picture of myself in the exact same rest stop, from 2008, and had Liz help me recreate it ✌🏻

(if I had planned better, I would have brought the same Gaia Online plush kitty along because I still have it lmao)

BUUUUUUUT honestly even better than being back in the same spot, many years later, is that now I have a wonderful wife to take 6+ hour long road trips to Ohio with, just cuz 💜💜💜

tl;dr I love my wife and we had a GREAT weekend getaway :D

[hyciao]

A little story about KureGure's size gap (again...)

(Cuz I absolutely love this topic!🥺)

Up until now, Guren had always thought he had a boyfriend who could 'transform', because sometimes Kureto was miraculously elastic, for example when Guren:

Holding his hand:

Grabbing his collar:

Strangling him:

Fighting him:

Depending on the different situations, Kureto can shrink to the same height as Guren or stretch like a giant. Guren felt confused about this.

But later, Guren discovered that most of the scenes where he was standing with Shinya, he was still a bit shorter, even though they were both the same height, so he realized that it was not because Kureto could 'transform' , but because the author wanted to make him a dwarf (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง

Oh no, I forgot to draw this scene! It's actually funny, Kureto comes up next to Guren and Guren tries to sit up straight to look as tall as possible, while Kureto shrinks like a ball to "equal" with Guren, aww they are really super cute!!!!

[goresugarsxx]

too many thoughts all at once

[hime-samurai]

can you believe i'm finally watching this movie for the first time? 😭

[nliast]

just wanted to let you know I get a burst of serotonin every time your art comes across my dash C:

Aww, that's so cuteeee Psy. Thank ya buddy :'( <333

[kissimirrit]

this is from my irl account but i felt like i needed this as a psa on my main too. i thought everyone was kinda in on the joke and knew it was a bit, but i guess not apparently?

rest of the thread is just me lengthly rambling about how tohru ended up being such a comfort character but that wasn’t important.

so tl;dr the exaggeratedly way i go about declaring tohru as my waifu is long-running bit i’ve done for years, and i wrongly assumed that this was obvious to everyone.

[gachaparadise]

*looks at my gensh1n account* damn fucked up that's I've got 17 DPS and no supports, never going to make that mistake again

*turns to my SR account* so we're rolling for a 3rd DPS next week yeah?

[raccoonsandrangoons]

1-800-Sorry-I’m-Distracted

Summary: After coming home from a long day of work, Eddie attempts to distract you while you’re on the phone with your sister

CW: smut (minors dni); semi-public sex (you’re on the phone with your sister); oral (f receiving); vaginal fingering

Words: 1.8K (short and sweet bby)

Notes: this is a completely self indulgent piece I wrote ages ago (srry babe) for my best friend, the moon to my sun, my sister in every AU, @jadequeen88! call it self-indulgent because I’m engaged to my waifu for laifu Steve hehe

“Hang on a minute, will ya?” you said hurriedly into the phone, placing your hand over the receiver. “Eddie” you hissed.

The curly-haired man in question hummed in acknowledgment. He had just come home from a long day of work at the mechanic’s. Usually he loves his job, but today his clients were something else. He sighed in relief that he only had a half shift and was able to run home to you. For the last two and a half hours of his shift, all he could think about was you and how he couldn’t wait to relieve all his stress.

“What is it, babe?” He was standing behind you with his arms around you. His fingers ghosted up and down your sides as his taller frame boxed you in against the wall the old phone was connected to. A Cheshire grin stretched across his face.

“You know what,” you said, nudging him with your elbow. Your voice was low in warning to your boyfriend.

Eddie faked being wounded as he stumbled back at the minimal force of your elbow. His hand over his chest like he had been stabbed. His dark, round eyes stared at you, threatening tears, as his lip trembled in a fake pout.

You rolled your eyes at his antics. Usually, you would have played back at him, but not today. You were stressed from work and attempting to build up the mental energy to have dinner with your sister and her fiancé, not spend it on your boyfriend’s distractions.

“I’m on the phone with my sister.” You turned back around with your back to Eddie and put the phone back to your ear. “Hey, you still there, hon?” you said to your sister on the other end.

Faintly through the static of the phone, Eddie could hear your sister’s bubbly voice confirming her presence as he made his way back to bothering you. He heard her light chipper as she was recounting some tale of the kids. Eddie rolled his eyes at her chirping about their shenanigans with Steve. He moved your hair to the side and opted to bury his face in your neck, placing light feathery kisses there.

You tried to shove your needy boyfriend away, but once again to no avail.

Eddie’s ringed hands had finally settled on a destination and gripped on to your hips as you nudged at him. He held you back flush against him. He pressed his body against you, and you could feel a hard bulge already through his jeans as he rolled his hips up into you.

“Just a second,” you said into the phone. You turned to Eddie and gave him the look. ‘Quit it’ you mouthed to your mischievous boyfriend.

Eddie simply winked and cracked a devilish smile before whispering low in your ear, “Just relax,” sending shivers down your spine.

You could hear his smirk before he trailed kisses along your shoulders. His long curly hair tickled your sensitive skin.

“She’ll never know,” he whispered again.

“What’s that?” your sister said from the other end of the phone.

“Nothing,” you told you. You could hear your eyes rolling in your voice. “Just, Eddie being Eddie.”

“Oh!” your sister said, “Well, tell him Steve and I say hi!”

“Sure thing. So, what about Dustin again?”

Your sister resumed her chirping about her adoptive “son” via Steve.

“Sometimes I wonder what his mother thinks. He’s always over!” she said. “When Steve says he wants six little nuggets, I tell him we already have Dustin and Erica and them. I mean sometimes Mike really gets on my nerves,” (garnering a chuckle from Eddie) “Really! It’s like Steve and I are already parents! Eddie may as well drop them off here after Hellfire!”

Eddie, sweet adoring Eddie, despite all his scary looks, who doted on the younger ones in his Hellfire club. Despite graduating, Eddie still hung around for campaigns. He claimed it was because they still needed their dungeon master but the truth of it was after the events of last spring, he wanted to make sure each one made it home after meetings, especially on nights when they ran over and the moon was high in the night sky.

Sweet, darling Eddie, who, by now, had worked a hand up your shirt and was thanking god and every other deity in the sky and below that you never wore a bra in your house. Rough fingers pinched your nipple. You let out a breath before biting your lip to keep from making any more noises into the phone for your sister to hear.

“Damn, and I thought I was funny!” your sister said.

“Sorry, sorry,” you said. “I’m a little… distracted right now.”

“You good?”

“Yeah! Yeah… it’s just work and trying to organize all the bills for reopening Benny’s. You know what they say! It takes about five years to turn a profit.”

“You wanna talk about it?”

“Not right now; I’d rather just—.” Cut off by a particularly harsh bite from Eddie. “Just not think about it,” you told your sister.

“Makes sense,” she concurred.

“Oh, don’t you worry pretty girl,” Eddie growled against your skin, too low to be picked up by the phone. “I’ll make sure we both forget all about it.”

Eddie’s other hand made its way down your pants, rubbing small circles on your clit against the fabric of your thin panties. Instinctively, you rolled your hips into his hand, grinding against his hips in the process. Eddie chuckled low as he nipped at your shoulders.

You were wet. Surprisingly so, given that you were initially disgusted by Eddie trying to bother you while you talked to your sister, but soon the disgust gave way to the thrill of not being caught—that and an animalistic desperation Eddie always managed to bring out in you.

Soon, Eddie had wormed his way around you, settling on his knees between you and the wall the phone was hooked to. He fiddled momentarily with the button on your jeans before tugging your pants and panties down together. You looked down at him with wide eyes swimming with both fear and want.

Eddie held a finger to his lips and smirked before diving between your legs and licking a long stripe across your slit. You gasped as your legs buckled and you had to lean against the wall to hold yourself up. With the phone pressed between your shoulder and ear, your now free hand instinctively shot down into Eddie’s thick mane of curls. His soft chuckles and hums vibrated throughout you.

“Are you okay?” your sister asked, bringing you back to earth.

“Yea I’m fine. I just thought I saw a bug or something, maybe. It’s outside the window though.”

Eddie continued his work. His large, ringed hands kept your legs spread enough for him to fit between but steady enough to keep you from toppling over. His tongue made slow, sinful, and sloppy movements over you. Eddie always ate you like you were his last meal, sloppily but savoring. The pleasure he got from giving you pleasure leaving you breathless.

The tip of a rough finger teased your wet entrance. As if on habit, you rocked into Eddie’s face. He hummed and moaned into your core.

“Oh hell no!” your sister shouted into the phone. Her shrill shriek halting your movements and bringing you back to a reality less focused on your boyfriend’s mouth.

Bugs were your sister’s greatest fear–ranking above the demogorgons even. You thought that the mention of a creepy crawly would keep your sister from discovering the truth of the reason behind your gasps.

“That's good he’s outside. I hate bugs so much,” your sister said.

“Yup,” you managed to squeak in agreement.

Eddie had worked a single finger into you. The cold metal of his rings was always a shocking, but deliriously delicious, contrast to your heated core. You were always so hot that it never took long for the metal of his rings to heat up and provide a different sensation. His lips had wrapped around your clit, sucking lightly before swirling his tongue against it. He alternated pressure with his tongue, switching between giving you flat long licks and little pointed flicks.

“So are you and Eddie still coming for dinner?” your sister asked, filling up the small silence that had come between you.

“I don’t… uh… I don’t think so,” you said, tightening your grip on Eddie’s hair in an attempt to keep both him and yourself still. “It’s been a really stressful day, and I don’t–” A thrust from Eddie silencing you. “I don’t think I’m up to it.”

“Oh,” your sister said, her voice falling in disappointment.

“I’m actually gonna have to let you go. I don’t feel so good. Think I might be getting a fever.”

“Oh no! Yeah, you have been acting a little weird this afternoon. Well, if you need anything, let me know. I can drop it off or have Steve do it.”

“Yeah, yeah. Thanks.” You were rushing to get off the phone. “Okay. Love you. Bye.”

“Bye. I love—.”

You had already hung up.

Eddie worked a second long finger into you, curling them in a way that had you buckling into him. Now that you were off the phone, Eddie had no problem with picking up his speed, fucking you with his fingers. The obscene noises your body was making filled the room.

“That’s it, baby girl,” Eddie cooed, almost mockingly. “Let go. Cum on me.”

You obeyed, grinding yourself down on his mouth and hand and letting your orgasm wash over you and spill onto Eddie’s eager tongue.

After a moment to collect yourself, you turned your attention fully to Eddie. You yanked his head away from you, causing an unholy moan to leave the man’s glistening lips. Your own lips curled into a domineering smile and you looked down on him.

“What do you think you’re trying to play at here?” You tugged on his curls drawing another moan from the man on the floor. “Distracting me while I’m on the phone with my sister?” Another pull. Another moan. “Bad boy, Eddie. Very bad.”

Eddie shivered in delight as a devious grin spread across his angelic face.

On the opposite end, your sister hung up her phone.

“—you too,” she said slowly with her hand still on the receiver upon you hanging up abruptly on her.

“So what time are they coming?” Steve asked, turning to face her from his place on their couch.

“They’re not,” she said, mildly disgruntled. She placed her hands on her hips as she looked down at the amount of food she’d defrosted and prepped to cook.

“Twenty bucks says they’re fucking.”

“No deal! I’m not losing that much! Knowing my sister and Munson, they probably already were.” She sighed and rubbed her temples. “Just call Dustin and them while I start on this. Tell them we got extra food. Those boys eat us out of a house and home, but I’m not about to have fucking chili for a whole week.”

“Or, I mean,” Steve smirked and looked up at her through his lashes. “We could…”

“Steve!”

“Got it, okay. I’ll call Dustin!”

[future-boi]

🎶I want you to know that I'm never leaving

Cause I'm Mrs. Snow, 'til death we'll be freezing🎶

Catch the Winds of Destiny (Chapter 3)

I am once again advertising for this fanfic. Smh Georgie forgot the rule: Happy Waifu, Happy Laifu😩😩 git guud

Ok, so Lorraine doesn't exactly hold George's face like this in the fic, but I IMAGINED IT AND I DREW BASED ON VIBES, OKAY??-- #INACCURATE #THIS-IS-WHY-ADAPTATIONS-ARE-BAD #WORSE-THAN-NETFLIX

@jowritesfanfiction 💘💘💘💝 is the author 💘💘💘💝💝💝 im sorry 😂😂😂😂 i stay harrassing tagging u. but u guys dont understand the LORE. I found this fic like a month ago (and i was ALREADY planning to draw a bit of it) and then a few days later, they found my tumblr and reblogged my art!!! AND I WAS LIKE 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱 FOR DAYSSSS

[yanaleese]

How-to-Ask 101!!!

Alright. This tutorial is quite simple (well...to be debated on).

#1: When doing an ask, you can do it in third person or first.

Examples:

"Is Karma's favorite food spaghetti?" - 3rd person

"Karma, is your favorite food spaghetti?" - 1st person

Another way of asking is just...saying your reaction.

"AAAAAAAA KARMA BE MY WAIFU FOR LAIFU"

"Karma could bury me 6 ft. down and I'd thank him"

Also be careful in adding too much questions in one ask (especially if it's not related).

What NOT to do:

"Does Karma love cats? Does he work a 9-5 job? Does he love cinnamon rolls?"

In this ask, it is speaking about multiple subjects - cats, occupation, and food preferences. This would be the type of ask I would not respond to.

What TO do:

"Does Karma love cats? What type of cats does he like, and does he have a cat of his own?"

#2: You can make your ask a prompt! But please note that this prompt can only involve ONE OC. It should not be overly detailed, but rather open for creativity and discussion.

Examples:

"Karma, you did NOT just ruin my tuna sandwich!"

For Karma: "Did you see what Aleese said about you in the last post?"

You can even reference past posts in hopes to get a reaction out of the characters.

"Karma, how could you kill that woman like that? Why?"*

#3: Now sometimes there are prompt lists that I may use to spice up the inbox (e.g. lists like this and this). In that case, feel free to choose what sticks out the most to you. You can also recommend some lists for me to choose from.

However, asks related to prompt lists will not be answered unless I have reblogged them on this blog + made it clear that I'm using that specific prompt lists. This applies even if you link or @ me in posts.

If you see no reblogged prompt list, do NOT do this:

Prompt #23 from fanfic_regina (original link): "Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm exhausted and tired but I still love you."

@ yanaleese, prompt #23 from fanfic_regina please!

If you do see a reblogged prompt list, do this:

"Hey Aleese, I got this sick prompt that I want to show you (reblogged link)"

Can I have Prompt #23 from (reblogged link)?

If you need help with any of this please send a message to my inbox! Thank you!

[setsuntamew]

sometimes a romantic vacation is just playing your anime phone game together, in another state, and that's true love, babeeeyyyyyy 💜💜💜

[celticcatgirl2]

“Bro…it’s a shooting star make a wish…”

“Bro I wish that Blake would be my waifu for laifu…”

“Smart wish bro…maybe if I had done that for Pyrrha she’d still be here today…”

“You fucking idiots that’s not a shooting star that’s Ruby after drinking 8 shots of expresso….”