#thanks friend! <3333

[teddybeartoji]

mating press with toji but he can't keep still, he'ss fucking u so hard that your still managing to get pushed up higher on the bed and he just chases you up the mattress until ur cornered on the headboard and he's just growling, telling u to stop running away from him even tho you arent !!!

PLEAAAAAAASEEEEEE🥴🥴🥴🥴 HE'S SOOO DEEP INSIDE YOU AND HE'S SOOSO HEAVY ON TOP OF YOU IT'S SO FUCKING OVERWHELMING AND IT JUST FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD THAT IT HAS YOU SOBBINGG

you're both covered in sweat and it's all soooosoo messy like the slick sounds that come every time he slams his hips into yours are just fucking filthy. and you are trying to back off a little, just a little because you can't even breathe properly but then he's there. still right on top of you, his big thighs pressing down against yours while his one hand supports his upper body and his other goes to cradle your neck. and then he presses his forehead to yours, his dark eyes glued to your teary ones. you're not going anywhere now. he's got you locked in this delicious position and it's enough to push you over the edge again. so you're crying out under him, your body twitching so hard bc it's just too fucking much that you feel like you're almost gonna pass out.

but he fucks you through it, his raspy voice praising you – telling you how good you are for him and how good you feel. telling you that he loves you. as he cums, he pushes his hips into yours one last time and then he stays there, pressing sloppy kisses all over your face bc he just needs to make sure that you feel his love<333333333

[talksaxy]

SOHEE / 'HONESTLY' LIVE CLIP

[crazysnor1ax]

POV: you’re about to get cuddled to death

Collab with @angst-dealer with our girlies!! I sketched/did the linework and they colored/shaded!!

Transparent version under the cut:

[gojosattoru]

★ KAMADO NEZUKO PHONE WALLPAPERS ★ -> requested by @nezuko-kamadoz Hope you like it darling! Thank you for your request! Had loads of fun!! <33333~~ Hope they look good!! Sorry for being so late!

COMMISSIONS/KO-FI AND REQUESTS OPEN!!!

[wurld-wideweb]

commission for @cloudbarrierr !!! with their wonderful oc an a y2k charliee :33

[mabaki]

Some silly posts!! Just thought these were funny ideas LOL Caira @floral-necromaniac Mourynn @manasurge Marcell @otvian (Marcell biting idea was theirs! LOL) Mabaki @ me YOU KNOW DA RUUULES BIG UPS MAH DUDE lmao

Full ver lol

[narsh-poptarts]

rivals to enemies to friends speedrun 100% NMG

[ell1th3gh0st]

But I love my friends, they make me feel alive again [Laugh / Cry - Bears In Trees]

But I love my friends / They make me feel alive again / Or at least they remind me / That I'm not even dead [Reverberate - Bears In Trees]

inspiration in the tags, thank you bears in trees i love you <3

fun fact: i, like previously, sketched this on my phone very quickly, but this time I actually knew what I was doing!!

[shima-draws]

[[shimaaaa i know you said not to worry abt it but i drew the pip n chim half already anyways … and also an extra sketch !!!!! i was going to also finish it but i got lazy in the end 😭 ill probably get to drawing the hiro and olivia drawing down the line anyways so (drops these here)]]

(Submitted by @seraphofivorylight​)

OH MY GOD MY BABIES??? LOOK AT THEM OGOOGHHSFHG I LOVE THEM SO MUCH..........

[ashofalltime]

shows up to ghost's birthday 4 weeks late with neon vampire yaoi 🧍🏼‍♂️

@hikiclawd for u <3 >w< :3

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

❗️FOOD FOR THOUGHT!!! ❗️

Hypothetically speaking, if curses suddenly ceased to exist in the jujutsu world, would gojo be happy?

It was mentioned/implied that gojo enjoyed being a sorcerer or exorcising curses in the afterlife chapter so I’m soooo lost 😭😭😭

BITING MY FIST…… this is a heartbreaking question anon……… my brain is spinning though so let’s see.

WELL…. first of all, like you said, gojo sincerely enjoys fighting!!! i think he had the most fun he’s Ever had (aside from his time with suguru) during the sukugo fight for…. many reasons but one of them is just that he likes the thrill <333 being able to go all out when you have that much power must feel really nice, right?

BUT BUT BUT… i also think it’s important to remember that gojo was literally raised as a weapon 😭 of course he’d like fighting, it’s his purpose as a human being as far as the world is concerned. i think you Could make an argument that his fondness for fighting is a defense mechanism…. idk if i believe that entirely because i do think he’s a bit of a freak all on his own. but it’s there. i don’t think satoru would enjoy violence much at all if he had been born as a non-sorcerer, though, so there’s that.

buuuut to answer your question!! no, i don’t think he’d be happy. i think he’d be unhappy, actually 😭 at least at first!! mostly because gojo’s lived his abnormal life far too long to be able to adjust to a ”normal” one. if curses stopped existing, his strength would stop having a purpose, so we’d end up with the same dilemma that’s been plaguing gojo for over a decade: is his strength all that defines him? maybe if he lives that way for a long time he’ll eventually find his answer and end up happy, but at least at first, i think the sudden change would be more like a curse for him. it’d take a WHILE for him to adjust, let alone accept it and start to heal.

….. if he had been REborn into a world without curses then i think he’d be happy though :3 and i think gojo’s happy in canon too!! he’s isolated and lonely but he’s also a really positive guy. even if his life is busy, tough, and awful, he’ll keep on smiling, and i don’t think it’s fake. one must imagine gojo satoru happy, or something. you know?

[teddybeartoji]

HEHEEHEHSHSH licking and kissing his dick through his sweats :333 just straight up making out with it :333

I– 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴AND YOU KNOWWW HE'D BE SO FUCKING INTO THAT. he's leaning against the kitchen counter or smth as you drop down to your knees, eyes blown wide as you kiss the tip through the material🥴🥴🥴 he's staring at you so fucking intently that you think he might actually burn you alive. so you don't stop – you palm his balls and lick a stripe up his shaft and he's already bucking his hips into your face. and he loves it if you're being extra dirty – just rubbing your face against his bulge gets him so fuxkibg hard fuuuuckkkkk he's gonna fuck your throat so good he won't be able to hold backk<333333

[talksaxy]

ANTON SMTOWN TOKYO 2024

[crazysnor1ax]

TRICK OR TREAAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Blood candy for you!! A very devilish trick!! Or-hmm, maybe it’s a treat…?

[boltlightning]

“I want you to be happy.” and Norribeth? please and thank you!

request me a drabble!

James stands at the window of the Black Pearl’s stateroom, watching the waves surge in the wake. The last Elizabeth had seen him as such, it was in a kinder light, in a better place—on the Dauntless, returning from Isla de Muerta, an engaged man with but one weight on his conscience.

Elizabeth sits at the table and examines him in glances between fussing with Jack’s ever-spinning compass. James does not resemble himself these days: Jack is relentless, and keeps James working grueling shifts to which no other crew member is subject. Repeatedly scrubbing the deck of a pirate ship in the summer sun, with naught for protection but a tattered uniform, does not become a navy officer of many years, and he does not waste his energy bearing the indignity with anything resembling pride.

This afternoon, Elizabeth has stolen him a reprieve, and he, too, spends it thinking, staring at the water, utterly still but for the rise and fall of his breath.

Abruptly he breaks the quiet. “Why do you trust him?”

“Who?”

James turns his head so she sees him in profile. The light casts him in silhouette but for the suggestion of a gleam in his eye. “Our benevolent captain; who else?”

“He’s a good man, James,” Elizabeth says shortly.

James laughs, a low and reluctant sound from the belly. At her frown, he returns a sardonic smile, and presses, “You truly believe that, don’t you?”

She narrows her eyes. “You cannot blame him for your own mistakes.”

“This is not about me. You should consider this—” he says, gesturing around the cabin, “—with more caution. Sparrow has more at stake in this deal with Davy Jones than you might realize.”

With careless ease, James pulls a chair from the table across her and drops into it. Elizabeth catches his eyes, and he holds her gaze, unwavering and with the clarity of a man long-since sober. Who is this creature before her? He is not the commodore from Port Royal, nor the drunk she scraped out of the pigpen in Tortuga.

“And you would know? Piracy alone does not make him suspect.” Elizabeth folds her arms over her chest in an absent gesture of defense. The flush across her face is from anger and embarrassment both — and something else, whatever keeps her eyes from holding his eyes any longer, keeps them flitting back to the compass.

“Yes, because we both know Jack Sparrow has never lied. Not once.”

Angrily, Elizabeth snaps, “He saved my life, you’ll recall. And Will’s. That is more I can say of you.”

“Oh, forgive me for following the law,” he says, voice dropping dangerously. “I lost everything letting them go. Everything.”

“Then what do you stand to gain here?”

“What did you stand to gain by bringing me here?”

“I could not leave you in the filth,” she says, still scowling. “You cannot think me so heartless.”

“No,” he agrees, “but I have not known you to be kind.”

Elizabeth stands so abruptly she nearly stumbles with the shifting of the ship. James does not flinch, either at the violence of her movement or to aid her balance. He stares up at her with stony intensity, his hands clenched into fists where they rest on the map table.

They stand at a stalemate. Slowly, James releases his tension. He allows his hands to relax, his shoulders to slacken. The needle of the  compass on the table wheels slowly, unceasingly.

“I do not want to be your enemy,” James says, when it is clear Elizabeth will not leave. He lifts his face, and there is something like his old, earnest compassion in his expression. “I have nothing to gain, Elizabeth, nor anything to lose. You do. Is it so unbelievable to think I want to see you survive this? That I want you to be happy?”

Something catches in her throat. She swallows hard to avoid choking on her next words. “After everything?” she asks in a small voice.

“After everything.”

He holds out his hand and rests it on the table palm up. This is not a concession—it is an offering of peace. Elizabeth hesitates, but after a moment, she steps forward, touching his palm with her fingers, feeling the familiar calluses and scars. He does not close his fingers around her hand until her palm is fully settled against his.

“Now, tell me. What’s wrong with his compass?” James asks. “Why must you navigate? Does anything on this forsaken ship work as intended?”

“At least one crew member, however reluctantly he may do so.” Elizabeth shoots a sideways glance at James, who snorts and rolls his eyes. “No, I must confess, I don’t understand it myself.”

She gathers the compass in her other hand, tilting it to catch the light. For a moment, just a moment, she swears the needle flickers towards the man across the table. Then it returns to its stuttering course towards Davy Jones’ heart.

[stabbyfoxandrew]

I can’t remember if we are allowed to pick multiple (if not I’m sorry but take my appreciation for you anyway 💖) but could I possibly have some vampdrew? I love it so so much and the way you write his thoughts is such an interesting take. His interactions with the others changed by his vampiric attributes and his relationships with the others is very intriguing and I love it)

WIP Wednesday (6/19) | Vampire Andrew AU (Part 144)

Kevin turns over his wrist, rubs his finger along that soft skin. He knows his blood quells Andrew’s hunger the best. Keeps him full the longest. But he can’t make Andrew drink if he doesn’t want to. Their deal is for Saturdays and Andrew will not budge at all on that, the stubborn idiot. 

With a sigh Kevin twists Andrew’s ring on his thumb, remembering how badly he was affected by the barely-there blood of torn cuticles. He wonders… If he were to cut himself, would Andrew give into the temptation and drink—

“Do not!” Andrew shouts from the bedroom. Kevin freezes, fingers still messing with the ring. And the others share a look. 

“Don’t what?” Nicky calls. 

‘I wasn’t going to—’ Kevin thinks, cut off when the bedroom door swings open. Suddenly Andrew is there with glowing eyes and a finger pointed at him. 

“I mean it, Day,” He says, clearly pissed off. “If you try it, I’ll throw Nicky out the window.”

“Hey! What the fuck? Why me?” Nicky says, throwing his hands up. Everyone ignores him to stare at the threat-making vampire.

“Say you won’t.”

“Won’t what?” asks Aaron. 

Kevin looks down at the floor. ‘I won’t. It was just—’