#pull my strings

[mon-petit-coeur-noir]

[forgotn1]

Is my cock big enough, is my brain small enough For you to make me a star? Give me a toot, I'll sell you my soul Pull my strings and I'll go far

There are a lot of incredible Dead Kennedys songs, but I think this is one of my favorites.

[hyunpic]

😼😗💪 credit

[eternal-reverie]

Art by Mai Yoneyama and Naoki Urasawa, drawn during their Special Drawing Talk of Pluto video on Netflix Japan’s YouTube channel.

[taikanyohou]

"I've never done something like this with anyone but you. Wasn't that enough already?"

MY PERSONAL WEATHERMAN (2023). Episode 8.

[lotus-pear]

being a knkdz shipper means initially latching onto them bc of their sun and moon dynamic with dazai as the sun and kunikida as the moon only to realize later on that it's actually the opposite

[altruisticalastor]

Not me spending way too much time thinking about reader!wife aus and the guilt Alastor might've felt after he died. Not about the things he's done, heavens no, he doesn't feel the least bit guilty about that! But he does regret that his beloved will find out about his...activities upon his death and the mess she'll have to endure because of it. Not to mention the scorn she'll no doubt deal with from their neighbors and community for having been married to a monster like him. Indeed, he does feel bad about that. Her life will no doubt be worse off because of his absence.

Oh and did I mention that I'm totally picturing a reader!wife who flinches when someone knocks on a door? Because the knocks echo in her mind and suddenly she's back listening to the steady knocking on her and Alastor's front door and answering it to see an officer who's face she can't recall. But she remembers all too vividly the despair of learning of Alastor's death. Oh yes, she went to Hell long before her actual death~

Just me thinking about totally normal things yup!

OH MY… GOD….

[hawnks]

Satoru Gojo’s cursed abilities began to manifest at the age of two. By five he could read and write with ease, he could do basic arithmetic, and had better special reasoning than most adults. It was a given that his secondary traits would manifest early, and the clan was happy to welcome a dominant alpha to the family. Except—

He wasn’t.

The revelation that their messiah was an omega, frankly, appalled most of the Gojo Clan, but they wouldn’t deny their interest in a few incredibly powerful offspring.

By the time Satoru had truly and fully manifested at the age of fourteen, they had already thrown a few dozen alpha suitors his way — he had his pick of any of them, he could just drop out and raise children like a good omega. Except— he wouldn’t.

Satoru insisted on school, where it quickly became apparent that he would outclass even the strongest alphas. The clan was once again disgusted with him; the way he behaved, his strength and charisma, it simply wasn’t like an omega. He should be demure, and sweet, and happy to let everyone else order him around. Except he wasn’t.

He showed absolutely no signs of omega tendencies, except for infrequent heats, which were so mild he didn’t even need to take time off school. The clan had hopes that maybe that alpha boy he was always hanging around would get Satoru to settle down and mate, but no luck. When asked about this, Satoru said he found alphas “boring,” and would “rather drink bleach than fuck one.” The clan decided it would be best to wait a few years before broaching the topic of marriage again.

It wasn’t until his final year at Jujutsu High that Satoru showed any sign of libido at all. Lounging on the porch, ignoring his English tutor, staring out as the gardener tended to the koi pond. Then— Satoru bolted upright.

The tutor startled. “What? What is it?”

Satoru pointed. “Who is that?”

It took a second for the old man to spot who he was referring to. Someone else had joined the Gardner at the pond, peering down into the golden arc of fish. “The groundskeeper’s child.” A follow up question formed on his lips, “Why—“

Why are you interested when you’ve never shown an inkling of curiosity about anyone else in your entire life? But it died just as quick.

Satoru was staring at the gardener’s child with a look that could only be described as hungry. The shortened breath, dilated eyes, and flushed cheeks were unmistakable, although the unhinged grin he wore was a bit unusual (and unsettling). Nevermind whatever was going on below the belt.

“I want her,” Satoru said. Unshakable, bottomless lust— now that was just like an omega. Finally, he was experiencing a true heat, triggered by the presence of a potential mate.

Except—

“Gojo… that’s a beta.”

[sluckythewizard]

THEY could give me the surgurey i need (inspired alot by evojellys designs for em. GREAT STUFF)

[mon-petit-coeur-noir]

Pull my strings - Iness Rychlik

[abbeyofcyn]

I fell asleep in the afternoon and had my first rottmnt dream...

Don't recall everything and couldn't do it justice but had to sketch a few images that were stuck after I woke up.

[bittersweetresilience]

so do you think he succeeded?

[gummi-ships]

[cits-kirby-brainrot]

Alignment charts, yay!

[purrpurrazzi00]

「but there's nothing to see there」

「whaddya mean? you're there」

[somegrumpynerd]

My idea for how Killer got his first cat while living with Nightmare

Text under the cut in case you can't read my writing:

Killer: Pleeeeeeaaase boss?

Nightmare: You want to bring another destructive creature into my home Killer: Not as destructive as me!

Nightmare: Where did you even find this thing?

Killer: It was on our last exploration run

Killer: He must have been the only one left...

Killer: ...all alone in an abandoned au...

Killer: It seemed like he needed a home

Killer: I couldn't just leave him with nobody like that

Killer: ...cause I know how that feels...

Killer: Sorry for not asking first boss

Nightmare: You will be responsible for any damage it- Killer: WAIT REALLY??

Killer: Thank you boss!! I promsie I'll feed him and train him and only let him bite Dust and make sure he never goes out without... Nightmare: I have gone so soft...