#thank you my love 💖

[cakedate]

[tatakaeeren]

Levi Ackerman in every 進撃の巨人 Episode

....Thank you Isayama for giving us this man ❤️

[emmafallsinlove]

abelia, jasmine <33

abelia ⇢ do you have a particular piece of jewelry you always wear or can’t part with?

yeah! I have a necklace that i got for my bat mitzvah from my grandmother and i never took it off, it’s been 11 years now.

jasmine ⇢ do you have a movie or book you loved but will never watch/read again?

i’m not big on rewatching stuff. if i watch something i usually watch it once unless it’s a show that i love. but i guess once upon a time? i cannot for the life of me sit and watch all of it again, but it still has a special place in my heart, mostly because emma & regina relationship.

[originalartblog]

(tiny) Dazai propaganda

[uhohdad]

Just a little idea, loser Konig at the beach with reader who is torturing him in the best way (sun screen/ice cream), your work is so so good! Take all the rest/time you need, art/smut this good takes time!

(18+) Beach Day with Loser!König

☀︎ ･ ｡ﾟ ☀︎ ･ ｡ﾟ ☀︎ ･ ｡ﾟ ☀︎ ･ ｡ﾟ ☀︎ ･ ｡ﾟ

Loser!König purposely misses when he swipes for the glob of sunscreen you pointed out on his cheek. He’ll play dumb until you take matters into your own hands, leaning forward to smear it in for him while he peers down your swimsuit. His eyes flutter shut as you touch him so intimately, touch him the way a lover would touch him, cupping his stubbled jaw with your thumb massaging circles into his cheek. When you pull away, he’s more than disappointed, having used this moment to play out a fantasy where you held his jaw steady to plant a kiss on his lips.

Loser!Konig is bright red, and while you assume he’s getting sunburnt, it’s actually because he is more than flustered by your swimsuit. He can’t help the way his eyes are lingering on all of the new skin covered only by dainty straps. The perfect, plush thighs he wants to rest his head on. Soft shoulders and pretty collarbones and cleavage on display for anyone to ogle. He’s memorizing your body to take home with him.

Loser!Konig who can’t keep his eyes off you as you work an ice cream cone, scarfing it down with a greedy tongue before the searing sun turns it to a puddle. He won’t so much as blink, imaging you’re using your flat tongue to lick stripes up his cock instead, sand sticking to your shins and knees as you pleasure him in front of the entire beach right here right now.

Loser!Konig who has to set a folded towel over his lap even though it’s an ungodly hot day, because he’s been straining against the net in his swimtrunks since you stripped down to your bathing suit.

Loser!König who has to bite back a needy whine when you grab a handful of ice from the cooler and rub it on your skin to cool off. His half-lidded, ravenous eyes glued to the melted droplets tracing your curves as they glide down your body. When you let out a breathy, relieved sigh, he swears you’re doing this to him on purpose.

Loser!Konig who chokes on his own spit when you ask him to lather sunscreen on your back after you gave up awkwardly contorting your arms to reach. His breaths are shallow and hands trembling as he watches you pull your hair out of the way. When you slip the straps of your swimsuit off your shoulders, his mouth goes dry. From where he’s standing, you might as well be naked from the middle up.

Loser!König who’s pleading with his fingers to steady as he pops the cap to the sunscreen. He doesn’t even bother warming the lotion between his fingers because he’s too eager to get his hands on your glowing, sun-kissed skin. He sucks in a sharp breath as you shudder under his touch. He’s painfully hard and praying you won’t notice as he smooths the sunscreen over you. He goes slow, hoping to stretch a task that should only take a few seconds for as long as he could. Your shoulders are so smooth and soft under his coarse, hardened hands. When he slides down your sides, he pretends that he’s filling you up from behind, gripping on to your core to keep you steady as he pounds into your pretty cunt. He’s breathing so heavily, his heart slamming against his ribcage as he smooths circles over your skin. His cock is throbbing in his shorts, a shiny glint of arousal already forming at the tip.

Loser!Konig who has to sneak off to the filthy boardwalk bathrooms to relieve his aching cock, rutting into his hand and stifling his breathy moans and grunts by biting his lip so hard it nearly bleeds. The show you gave him had him practically on edge, and it takes less than a minute before he’s choking on your name as he coats his hands in his generous, pent-up finish.

☀︎ ･ ｡ﾟ ☀︎ ･ ｡ﾟ ☀︎ ･ ｡ﾟ ☀︎ ･ ｡ﾟ ☀︎ ･ ｡ﾟ

loser!könig

[mcrololo]

im dying to know all the songs on numbers ending in 3 please

wondering what your obsession is with the number 3 on this fine evening. also i will exclude instrumentals and songs i already answered because 3-93 would otherwise be very long shfhs sorry

23. People Are People by Depeche Mode

I'm relying on your common decency So far it hasn't surfaced, but I'm sure it exists It just takes a while to travel from your head to your fists

33. Personal Jesus by Depeche Mode (HOW???? SHFJSJ)

this song has many banger lines, but I think my favorite is this one

Feeling unknown and you're all alone

63. 99 Red Balloons by NENA

honestly i prefer the original, the only reason this one is in here is for character reasons. but these lines scratch a particular rhyming itch:

With orders to identify To clarify and classify

83. Toi + Moi by Grégoire

i love this whole song. i can't choose. please give it a listen and/or look up a translation, it's a song about coming together.

93. Een Teken by Froukje

A fucking masterpiece. leaves me shattered on the floor every time. the whole song 10000/1. but there is one lyric that ALWAYS strikes me down and leaves me as a puddle & a mess at the same time.

Ik wil kapotgaan en niet helen (I want to shatter and not heal)

I'm surprised Een Teken has ranked so low, but that's probably because I can't write to Dutch music.

[originalaccountname]

I officially went insane last night and I need to break my silence once more on the subject,

Dear skk fic writers who sustain me and who I love so dearly,

The top of Chuuya's head arrives at about mouth level to Dazai. That means Chuuya's face aligns with Dazai's collarbones. On average, the arm reaches the crotch at ~wrist-level (get up and check or pull up a picture), so here we can see Dazai's crotch reaches the top of Chuuya's hipbone, while Chuuya's reaches the top of Dazai's thigh.

And because I'm thorough I brought other examples, just in case this was somehow a fluke or their height vary:

There are slight variations (also perspective and such) but it's pretty consistant. Their height difference is 21cm, it's slightly less than a head's worth, so it all tracks.

This is a great reference for their (oh so beloved) height difference for everyone, but you know why I'm saying this. You understand why I tracked their hip/crotch height. If this concerns you, you know. You can still make it work. You just need to be slightly more creative. There are easy answers. I believe in you.

[rjshope]

Seokjin birthday live | 191204 (aka the one with him looking so effortlessly gorgeous)

for @jinstronaut✨

+ bonus: his dongsaengs love language

[14dayswithyou]

[30 May 2022] unfortunately for me i am obsessed with ren and i keep checking this CC for new content like my life depends on it 💀 do you have a spare hc (nsfw or sfw) about the lil guy himself, i wish to know more about the he

"unfortunately for me" JKASFJAKSFASJLASG PLEASE 💀💀💀 I’ll try to be more consistent with posting more CC content then!! (But you can also find more Ren crumbs on my Twitter and/or Tumblr -- both are @14DaysWithYou -- the people there are so talented T_T <3)

SFW: - He hates the smell of fire/smoke and actively tries to avoid it whenever possible. It's also another reason why he never wants to try smoking - The very first time he rented out one of your recommended books, Ren spent the entire night overanalysing it and ended up with a 39 page essay and eyebags the next morning - This is more of an easter egg, but the clips in his hair resemble the roman numerals for 14 (Days With You) - The necklace he wears is actually a ring he tried to give to his crush, but found it abandoned at the playground 👀

NSFW: - He's too embarrassed to ask, but Ren often fantasizes about having you sit in his lap and cockwarm him while he's hacking away on his laptop - He has an unhealthy amount of lewd photos of you on his phone (and his wall), as well as a dakimakura that resembles you - Don't ask why some of the shelves in the secluded parts of the library are sticky :/

[kirbyderb]

☀️ GO TO SLEEP DOGDAAY@72!1!!!!!!!!

i definitely DIDNT DRAW THIS AT 8AM HAHAHDGHAHAGDGAHSGSHHAGAHAHZHN!!!,7$;#(3+_!2(1+!$(_(#!! Also we reached 500 ON TWITTER!1!1!!!! CAN WE REACH 400 HERE!2?281?!AHHHH AM SO HAPPY71!1!!!!! THANK YOU EVERBODY72!$!_-1!1!!!!++2!!!

[diamondsheep]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELOVED MARIMO 💚💚💚!!!

[mspaint-flower]

bink

[nume-x]

🎉Happy Birthday, Seido Ace 🎉 [2024.15.05]

[thestarswhim]

So this tweet made a real good point and got me thinking about this scene:

As mentioned in their tweet, "you don't 'beg for mercy' for a job," and here he sounds so scared and desperate, like he's had to do this A LOT before with the directors and it's so... sad.

(more under the cut)

Before he finds out the truth about Eden, he believed they saved him from his former life and gave him new opportunities to continue his dreams, but do you think having to needlessly beg to keep your position as literally being the face of Eden out of fear you'll be replaced and thrown right back out to your old life is a so called dream come true?

Eden even made a trailer for a movie about his life to fame, showing how everyone was rejecting him as a person, which they definitely made it more simplified like I KNOW he was getting way worse treatment than what was shown.

My main point is that despite believing in Eden's motives (before knowing the truth), he still wasn't truly happy deep down. He was STILL getting rejected and slandered by society, and he knew that deep down, so it's not surprising how the possibility of him losing his job made him have a whole breakdown and do the things he did to try and cope.

He quite literally has no one to lean to and hasn't had anyone since showing up to Eden besides the directors (because he probably believed they were treating him fairly and with respect), but... yeah.

He wanted to make a difference, to give hope to hybrids, and he thought he was doing just that. Despite the way the directors and everyone thought of him, despite how alone he felt, he still thought he was achieving his dreams and sharing that onto others

and yet... he was being used this entire time. None of it was true, all the hard work and the things he went through was for nothing.

Everything that Eden has done, and he was the face of it all... it's just devastating.

[uhohdad]

Would you ever write anything with a plus size reader? Maybe she’s (or they, can be gn idc!) really insecure but they hide it behind jokes and Konig sees right through it because he does the same

Cut to him always giving them compliments and making sure they stay fed and throwing them over his shoulder like they weigh nothing (usually in front of people cause he likes to embarrass and humiliate reader cause he is still kinda a jerk /affectionate/)

Can be nsfw or whatever you want, I’m not good at plot lol so Idk I just need him to treat me like I’m a teeny lil thing (cause let’s be real he really is a mountain lol)

König x PlusSized!Reader

───♡──────────

He’s getting tired of this nasty habit, liebling.

Everyday before your shower, you’ll stand in the mirror, honing in on that gorgeous, perfect body, digging for any little thing to critique.

“You better be thinking nice thoughts in there, little one.”

You just let out a groan, too far sunk into the spiral of self-hatred to claw yourself back out.

König rises from his spot on the bed a greets you with disapproving, half-lidded eyes in the mirror.

“What is it this time?”

“Tummy. Thighs. Chest.”

“Ach, you mean the best parts?”

You answer with an annoyed hum.

Konig will place his big, sturdy hands on your bare hips from behind, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on your shoulder.

The gentle peck distracts you from the strong arms scooping you up, a squeak leaving you as he sweeps you off your feet in one swift motion, ripping away your view of yourself in the mirror.

“König!”

“What?” He draws, carrying you from the bathroom to the bedroom.

“Put me down!” You say through a giggle, kicking your feet in his restraint.

“Hold on, I just have to get my curls in.”

He holds you horizontally across those strong arms, muscles tensing as he lifts and lowers you while you giggle all the way.

“I’m too heavy for this!”

“Barely a warm-up, liebling.”

He effortlessly tosses you onto the bed with a bounce, crawling over top you before you can even finish your squeal.

He showers kisses all over your bare tummy, his stubble sanding against plush, soft skin. Trailing his slobbering kisses up to your chest, giving your perfect breasts plenty of love. Your thighs would be last, showering you with pecks and even licking slow stripes across the flesh.

“König!”

“What?”

He’ll feign innocence, but that cocky smirk on his face betrays him.

“It’s too bad you can’t see what I see.”

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[mandiemegatron]

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙔𝙤𝙪

ꜱᴀɴᴊɪ x ᴄɪꜱꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴀ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ꜰɪᴄ! ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɢ, ꜱᴜɪᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴀɢᴇꜱ. ᴍᴅɴɪ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟᴀʙᴇʟᴇᴅ 18+, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ꜱɪɢʜᴛ.

ᴀ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍʏ ʙᴇꜱᴛɪᴇ, ʙᴇᴛᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪꜰᴇʏ @moss-woods 💖 ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ. ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴅʟᴇꜱꜱʟʏ!

ɪ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴀɢᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ʙɪᴛ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀɴᴊɪ ʙᴜɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜ ᴛʜɪꜱ! ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ, ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ! ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ!

It was freezing cold the night Sanji realized he was lucky enough to love you.

With a winter storm beating into the Thousand Sunny, most Strawhats were unable to sleep, tossing and turning in their bunks as they tried to ignore the frigid breeze sneaking under the bedroom doors.

You'd silently snuck out of the woman's shared bedroom and into the kitchen, the sound of your thick furred slippers muted by the whistle of the heavy winds. When you opened the door, you weren't sure if you should be surprised to see Sanji at the stove, warming up some tea for himself.

“You too, eh?”

The blonde man jumped slightly, turning to you with a wide eye before huffing out a soft laugh, covering his heart with a hand as he answered, “No way I can sleep through this and Zoro's snoring. I can only take one or the other,” he half-jokes, flashing you a wide grin before fetching a second mug for you.

“Hot chocolate for you, dearest?”

You can't help but give him a sleep grin in reply, sitting down at the table to watch him. “That sounds great, Sanji. Thank you so much.” He waves you off with a soft, “Anything for you my dear.”

it was the warm way your fingers touched as he handed you the steaming mug, reminding you gently, “It's hot, just be careful…” as he slides his fingers away from yours. His heart stops at the smile on your face, gentle and genuine, as you take a very small sip.

“It's perfect! As always.”

His face lights up like the sun at your praise before bringing his own mug over, sitting across from you comfortably.

“Were you able to sleep at all, Y/N?”

You took another sip before shaking your head slightly, fighting back a frown as you commented, “No… I tossed and turned for a few hours before deciding to just get up.” You threw him another small grin as you added, “I wasn't sure if I should have been shocked to see you in here already.”

Sanji chuckles before taking a sip of his own, placing his mug down and holding it between his hands as he replies, “I would have gotten up in about an hour to start breakfast prep anyways, but thought I just might as well get up now.” His fingers tap on the ceramic gently as he adds, “Honestly I was surprised it was you coming in and not our shitty captain.”

You can't help but laugh, rolling your eyes as you reply, “Ah yes, Luffy's midnight rest crusade… how could I forget.” You both shared a laugh, thinking about the crazy fiasco that happened a few nights prior. “I never saw colour drain from his face so fast before,” you laughed out.

Sanji snickered, taking another sip before he jokes, “I told him I'd kick his ass across the ship if he did it again, especially right after we just restocked, and he thought I was joking!” He grins and chuckles out, “Not my fault he's stupid.”

You laugh with him, shaking your head as you defend your captain, “He's not stupid, he's just… ballsy! And very determined!” Sanji laughs outright at your words, shaking his own head slightly as he agrees softly, “Ah, yeah, I suppose.”

You both settle into silence, watching each other sip your hot beverages until he finally blabs out,

“... What do you see in that shitty marimo?”

You blink a few times before slowly asking, “Uh…. What?”

Sanji groans and covers his face, the tips of his ears bright red as he sighs heavily, rubbing at his flesh with another, more irritated groan before he finally gets out,

“I see how he looks at you… and it makes me so mad…” He clenches his hands into fists on the table, unable to look you in the eyes as he glares a hole into the wood. “He doesn't deserve someone like you, someone made entirely of sunshine and goodness, someone beautiful and perfect,” He sighs again before mumbling, “I'm so sorry, Y/N, just pretend I didn't say anything.”

You sit there in shock, blinking in absolute confusion as you hold your mug. The stinging heat doesn't register, unable to pull you from your confusion as you suddenly ask in return, “Why the hell do you think I have a thing with Zoro?!” Your face contorts into one of slight disgust, not towards Zoro but the thought of being intimate with someone you only have respect for. “Eugh, Sanji, no! I do not have anything with Zoro other than friendship, and I can promise you that he feels the same.”

Sanji's face turns up to stare you down, his eye wide and confused himself as he slowly presses, “You… nothing? Not even once?”

You shake your head with a laugh before replying, “Not even once, Sanji! And why would I like him when I like y-” Your eyes go wide as you stop yourself, your eyes slowly sliding down to the table as you press your lips into a fine line.

There's a pause between you as you hold your breath, hoping he would drop it.

No dice.

“You… me?”

His voice is almost a whisper as he speaks, his eye still wide and almost desperately searching your face for any sign of deceit.

His heart does a loop when he sees your face burn in bright reds.

“Eh?! Me?!”

You slowly look back up at him, an unsure look on your face as you somehow croak out, “Y-yeah?”

Sanji immediately lets out a loud “WOO!” before nearly jumping out of his seat and going to your side of the table and dropping to his knees, gently picking up your hands and holding them to his chest as he beams down at you, “You're serious?! You like me?!”

You shush Sanji loudly, taking your hands from his and gently patting his shoulders as you beg him, “Yes, yes I do, now please! Hush Sanji, you're gonna wake everyone up!”

Sanji swore he could have cried, looking down at you as you stared at him, begging him to stay quiet but with a large grin across his face he nearly shouts, “No way! There's no way I'm keeping quiet about you, or how I feel about you!”

He stands in a flash and turns to rush out of the kitchen when Robin and Nami enter the kitchen, a frown on the orange haired navigators face as she snaps, “You two better shut the hell up! Just because you couldn't sleep doesn't mean we can't either!”

Robin hides a sly grin behind a hand as she winks at you before adding in a tired tone, “We're all exhausted from this storm. Some peace and quiet would be appreciated.”

Sanji immediately apologizes, nearly falling at their feet as he gushes, “Oh yes of course my lovely ladies, my absolute apologies for running your beauty sleep!” He doesn't even flinch as Nami punches the side of his head as she snaps, “You better keep quiet or I'll wake up Luffy with his favourite words!”

Sanjis balks at her, shaking his head madly as he begs her in a low tone, “Nami please, I swear-” He flinches this time when she raises a fist threateningly. He gives her a silent salute and crawls back over to you, sliding back into his chair with his lips pressed together tightly.

Nami flashes the fist at you as well and you give her a tight lipped smile before the two women finally head back towards the women's room.

You two sit in silence once again, hearts beating like wild drums and it's only after a good ten minutes that you finally whisper to him,

“Does that mean you like me too, Sanji?”

He looks up from his mug, blue eye bright as he grins and whispers back,

“Yeah. It does.”

He reaches out a hand across the small table and you reach back, your fingers gently intertwining as he continues,

“I'm so glad… you chose me.”

Tears burn in your eyes at his loving touch, your fingers burning in his as you reply gently,

“I'm glad you chose me, too.”

In the silence of the kitchen, it was then that Sanji thanked the freezing storm that crashed against the Thousand Sunny. With you in his heart, it suddenly didn't feel so cold anymore.