#my sweet unhinged baby

[rogueshadeaux]

MY HUSBAND IS RETURNING FROM WAR

[peppermint-whiskers]

I am,,,, insanely proud of how mid ground turned out

Like are there things I could done better? Yeah

But I'm PROUD OF THIS and it's gonna look SO SICK WHEN IT'S ALL DONE

[veone]

weed vs coke

[leslutdepointedulac]

11, 14, 15 for armand/louis please 🤧♥️

11. What their first impression was of each other

Armand took one look at Louis and was like 👁🫦👁 He knew that man could teach him so much about the centuries to come and that almost made him come. He said "Damn bbg you fine, think you can teach me about horse-drawn carriages?"

Louis' first impression of Armand was that this is a sweet little angel of a boy who could do no wrong ever, and that he would let that man hit like there's no tomorrow. Even after Armand was like "I'm not that great y'know", Louis was like, "I've had worse. You'll be okay, trust me. I mean, it's not like you're gunna kill my daughter or anything is it?" Louis would've let Armand take him through literal hell and back when they first met, and he would've thanked him 🤧

14. What nicknames they call each other

Armand gives Louis all sorts of nicknames which are super off-putting and that to literally anyone else, they would sound weird and not that sweet at all. But Louis thinks they're the most endearing, romantic things he's ever heard in his life. Things like:

My darling termite (this is because Armand feels as though Louis eats away at him with his love)

My sweet cockroach (because of Louis' endurance through life)

My moth-eaten love

Dark angel

(I've realised there's a bit of a theme here with insects 😭 That's not intentional lmfao)

Louis gives Armand much more genuinely sweet and sappy as anything nicknames which Benji and Sybelle think are quite frankly disgusting. To the point where they're fake gagging in the background whenever Louis says one of them, things like:

My heaven

My angel

[You're] The one who completes me

My saviour (this is usually said if Armand is ever having a night where he's feeling as though he's not enough for Louis, so Louis reassures him by referring to the fact that he helped him when he most needed him after Merrick)

15. What they would change about each other

Armand would want to change Louis' views in vampirism. For the most part, Louis has the whole vampire thing down, and he's not so put-off by it like he used to be. But on occasions, when Louis' having a bad night, he'll slip backwards a bit and regress back into the whole, 'Vampirism is bad'. Armand wants Louis to have an easier time fully accepting his nature, without also having to worry about him backtracking his progress in his views on it.

The thing that Louis would want to change about Armand, would be to live in the moment a bit more. With Armand's obsessive behaviour when it comes to needing to know everything about everything all the time, he often tends to miss out on the little things in life. Louis does love that Armand is so eager to learn about what's new and trending today, and he is more than happy to indulge him in his curiosities. But sometimes Louis feels that Armand is moving at a million miles an hour, and he would want him to maybe slow down a bit, and let things come to him in their own time without him feeling like he has to chase after everything constantly.

[blahblahbih]

I don’t know what my brain is on or what’s gotten into me but lately……

I want, nay, NEED, Carlos Sainz to be a father

Like I just feel it in my bones that he will be the most gentle, sweet, soft person in the world with his children

I need it to happen, I just……….. I need it

[melancholic-rowen]

I can't imagine casey having a whole lot of learning opportunities in his part of the timeline

[chen-chen-chen-again-chen]

Jelly Babies Master Post (Edited)

I'm laughing I'm crying I can't believe that this goofy Swithin/OMC drabble just keeps going and it's actually posted on AO3 now I don't understand my life~

Jelly Babies and other signs that your roommate probably isn't a demon

Rating: Teen

Words: 31 743

Chapters: 25/25 (COMPLETE!!)

Pairing: Swithin Grimm/Gregory Petty (OMC)

Summary: 

Based on a prompt from @ionlydrinkhotwater: "@carryonprompts can we get a fic of Swithin in Watford developing a massive crush on his roommate and calling big bro Baz for help?" 

“I.” Swithin doesn’t meet Baz’s eyes directly; he never does. Rather, he looks at a point between Baz’s chin and collarbone. “I think I’ve got a crush on my roommate.” 

Halfway across town, Simon Snow is sitting in a chip shop and watching his fifteen-year-old cousin Gregory Petty shred a napkin into confetti with the sheer force of his anxiety. 

“I think my roommate is a demon and that he is literally trying to kill me,” Gregory blurts out.

Part of Carry On Countdown 2022, Day 5: Bloodlines and Day 30: The Beginning.

[thedeadthree]

-`. i need to be more unhinged about her so here is yana in this picrew. 🥀🌸<3💀

[illiana-mystery]

Ooh boy!!! 🥵🤤

[em-bandaid-boy]

It's his birthday I love him

[faebriel]

the vent tag on c!niki's tumblr would be unreal

[lilnasxvevo]

you: what are you thinking about

me: lan zhan branding himself to match his dead boyfriend

you: STILL?

me: he BRANDED HIMSELF TO MATCH HIS DEAD BOYFRIEND HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO STOP THINKING ABOUT THAT

[evoblue]

incoming from @abyssalriptide — “Ah there you are comrade. I’ve been looking all over the place for you. I wanted to thank you for the other day, showing me the best of Inazuma. So in return I’ll show you some Snezhnayan hospitality.” He holds out a white heart shaped box, sealed with black striped ribbon.

“I figured you might like some Snezhnayan chocolates… “ with his other hand he reveals yet another box, though much larger and tightly sealed. “but if not I also prepared you a special dish from my homeland called blini. It goes well with these fresh berries I picked and powdered sugar. I’ll show you how to eat it… actually here. Take both boxes.”

After Blue and Childe had parted ways the other night, she had expected to never cross paths with him again. It would have probably been for the best... the Snezhnayan had a tendency to disarm her with his surprisingly charming gestures and how fondly he spoke of his family back home, even if he kept stealing things from her throughout the night. Her hard-earned scroll, her spare cash, her very focused and coherent thoughts—

And yet, he's somehow managed to find her in the city outskirts of Hanamizaka, beneath the blooming sakuras, all while bearing gifts on White Day, of all days. She breathes in sharply. Surely, it's just a coincidence? She doubts he's familiar enough with Inazuman holidays to know of the day's significance or the implications of presenting her with gifts such as these. Still... the thought of the heart-shaped box will likely haunt her for the foreseeable future.

Following a slow exhale, Blue flicks a few stray sakura petals out of her hair and meets Childe's eyes.

"I--well, this is unexpected. Thank you." She subtly bows her head before taking both boxes from him. While she's not incredibly fond of most candies, she's not about to tell him and ruin his well-meaning gift. Who knows? Maybe there'll be a dark chocolate piece in there that she might enjoy.

"I've never had any Snezhnayan dishes..." She pins her gaze on the larger box. "What exactly is blini?"

[fuzzyunicorn]

To continue the tag: that is our blessing from Him for our endurance thru sufferment without a single complaint or a cry of pain, for obeying him without question, showing up and showing out every day, and especially for our actions of refusing to harm them in return. He commanded me twice to retaliate & bc I never did we passed our tests and will be blessed to the maximum so ask away for anything you🖤 want my love you🖤 deserve it and will receive it. He said the only thing we did to them was make their true colors bleed out in the wash, so expose them for who they truly are. Vengeance is His says the Lord and a-fucking-men 2 that. God bless you 2 all the law enforcement (not the crooks) and a massive thank you

[screampied]

if requests are open, can we see nanami x breeding kink? i know he would be the perfect daddy 💕

❤︎ ໋𓈒 husband nanami finding out he has a breeding kink.

warnings. fem! reader, mating press, breeding kink, praise, soft dom nanami, mdni.

breeding.

he wouldn’t even know he had such a kink until afterwards, finishing inside of you for about the third time with hot puffs of air running from his lips.

his eyes, dark brown pools that intently stared into yours, he’s in utter love with you and only you. your current position was supine—your legs would be perfectly sprawled and spread for him. mating press, such a deep and thorough angle. so deep to where you were practically seeing stars.

“… you drive me crazy, you know that?” he’d huff out lowly between rough breaths. you stare at him with glossy eyes, a hand softly clinging onto his wrist. he was always so gentle, deep yet precise strokes to make you feel every inch. such eyebrows of his curl up and furrow as he intakes a single sharp breath, the feeling of such thick ropes spewing inside your walls makes him groan. “always s—so good at milking me.”

sloppy hips thwack and drill into you, and that’s when he leans right up close to you—you’re met with lust filled fawn eyes and a needy smile.

“ah. eyes up here, wanna see that pretty face,” and his tempo was so unhinged. you glance up at him and he mutters off a soft, “hi my love,” and you could have just melted right there. nanami lightly presses a hand against your tummy, a thumb swiftly tracing near the exact spot where he was reaching you inside. so full, you moan before he leans in to kiss you, yet instead, he conceals his own whine into the crook of your neck. “this—tummy would look so pretty if it was nice ‘n round for me like last time.”

the very corners of your lips tugs, it outlines into a sweet pout before you whimper, “make me fuller then, kento,” you’d heave out. he was jackhammering such merciless yet tenderly passionate thrusts into your cunt, effortlessly smacking back against you. “wanna f-feel fuller.”

you had the white bed sheets bawl into the palms of your hands. everything felt so warm, his hips just continued to rotate and jerk and jerk and jerk. it was hypnotic, he knew just where to prod the head of his cock right against you.

you’re nearly drooling. just imagining such lengthy ropes of his pump you full. you wanted it, no—you needed it. desperately, you were practically being fucked into the mattress—the mattress in question creaked and sang in such harmony it was hard not to ignore its sounds.

the entire feeling, you were clamping down on him so tight that his jaw tenses. a simple sight like that was oh so sexy in the slightest, nanami lightly bites down on his lip. a cute flushed expression slowly painting over his face once he catches you still staring. he was chasing his own breath, giving you slow yet perfect full vivacious thrusts.

“k-kento,” you’d moan with a slight gasp, he brings a hand to slide your arms all the way up. it’s almost teasing, the way he makes you hold your hands high, a soft simper rests against his lips the entire time. your legs quaver, feeling how easy it was for him to stretch you out. his touch, it was blisteringly hot, blisteringly tender.

he made sure to delicately trace his fingers all over your skin. he wouldn’t dare miss a spot. not with a body as perfect as yours. that’s what he saw in his eyes anyway. “so—so goooood, don’t s-stop baby.”

“wasn’t gonna,” he huffs out, and his voice was so raspy and rich. a subtle coarse of baritone hidden underneath his deep tone. you peer up at him and he leans in to kiss the tip of your nose. “if my princess wants to feel more full, i’ll do just that. give her anything she wants.”

you whimper, feeling him hit such a sensitive angle, he hit it just right too.

the crown of his dick made its way through every crevice of your walls. he reached in spots that you didn’t think he’d reach — not at all, you failed to hide your moans by this point and he thought you sounded so cute. knowing he was the one to make you sound like this, feel this way, it made him happy. that’s all he wanted, your pleasure was his pleasure.

every. single. spot.

whilst your toes curled, you feel your back start to seemingly arch on its own before even more sweetened whimpers fly past your sheeny lips. “give m-me,” you started to speak. he raises a brow marginally, brushing a thumb against your lower lip before feeling himself about to bottom out. at that point, he was fully inside, you felt it and you only mewled out a candied, “give me another baby kento. please.”

“oh,” he softly murmurs, and his tongue playfully licks against your neck—a sweet lap, he savored your taste before teasingly starting to nibble.

“gonna give you triplets this time,” and he brings a hand down your chest, then towards your stomach, real slow. you moan once he gingerly lifts up your leg before giving your ankle a kiss. “this what you want, sweetheart? more of this? more of … me?”

“yes,” you pout, feeling your cunt just swallowing his hefty shack, his base smacks back and forth against you to where you’re almost giddy. you felt like you were on cloud nine, nanami’s strokes, his thrusts hell, his enticing rhythm had you nearly speechless. you let off a soft meek once the shivering cold metal of his watch band slithers against your skin.

the more he touched you, the more close you became to making yet another mess on him. of course, like the good husband he was, nanami would happily clean you up.

“y-yes, kento,” you repeat in a honeyed voice, by this point, your legs were well wrapped around his waist. fully having him in a secure lock, not ever thinking to let go, you couldn’t nor did you want to. he drove into your gummy walls so good that you let off the sugared most melodic moans right up against his earlobe. “want…..another baby.”

“i know you do,” he hushes, bringing a chaste kiss towards your collarbone. you swallow a thick imaginary lump that grew into your throat. only tiny squeaks would come out — you moaned, tightening your legs hold around him before you started to picture such fanciful things.

fanciful things like nanami pouring yet another a thick load into you, and as you’re deep in thought he’s doing just that. a gasp gets caught in his lips before he leans up close to you. his broad chest presses up against you before he groans. out of all the notorious enemies he’s had to fight, he was simply no match for your pussy. its grip had him being the one with his eyes nearly rolling back.

“f-fuck,” and you felt yourself throb, making direct eye contact with him. it was rare, yet hearing nanami swear was so infrequent.

it was the way he swore, spewing out such filthy words underneath his breath. long ruffled strands of messy hair nearly occluding his view of vision. he reaches to move some of his hair away from his face, just so he could get a good glimpse of you—a good glimpse of his wife.

“look at me,” he says in a soft tone, he was buried so deep within you, you saw how his muscles tensed and his jaw tightened. he made his hips come to a halt completely before he leans in to gift you with another kiss. “mwah,” he smooches near your jawline, “mwah,” near your chin, and a final kiss near your lips.

your heart, it fluttered.

nanami felt warm all over his body, as well as the sheer warmth that coated him from being inside you. “i—i love you,” you’d whine, feeling such massive velvet ropes of cum going all inside of you. he merely lets off a purr at the way the back of your heel skims down his back. “so much.”

“i love you,” he returns it. his mouth briefly opens, and he was about to say ‘more’ but he pauses. nanami’s weight was still hovering over you before he brings a same big hand down towards your tummy. “now, we wait. you’re such a good mommy for me, sweetheart.”

[thesinlesssinner]

“Take a knife and cut through the darkness castle-temp red wine, but I make no plans and none can be broken, no plans and none can be broken. Remember us just like this forever, but this can't last, won't last.” Mischa and Jax again