#they're so corny

[half-oz-eddie]

Idk man I think a fuckin portal should've opened up at Tina's party that would've been lit

Billy and Steve would've been heroes that night.

Tina should have gotten the chance to stomp one out crying about how her parents were gonna kill her because monsters destroyed her house.

Nancy could've pulled a revolver out of her purse and kilt guy pulls a glock out of his kilt and they're back to back shooting shit

Like 20 people get killed because we need something juicy for the headlines

Billy has to save Tommy and then Tommy saves Steve so they're friends again I guess

Anyways they manage to get people away from the house and Billy finds Max, demanding she gets in the fucking car

[huxleaf]

who in redacted

[originalartblog]

@bsdfanweek's skk Valentine's week day 2: Camellias and Floral Troubles

Dazai's love life is so hard. This is in reference to my recent skk post!

[silusvesuius]

baby👶 drawings. these are very dear to me rn.. 2nd pic is my Nelavis with @barvin0k's Varonur 🩵 last one is a baby bosmer and snow elf, hairiest of them all. although the bosmer was meant to be my girl Barletta too lols

[mikakuna]

i think because everyone in the family treats jason as the dumb one, he should show up at a gala and just act super bimbo. it's retaliation, okay? they all think he's below them in terms of intelligence so why shouldn't he take advantage of that?

cue jason pulling up to a wayne gala looking absolutely delectable. his curls are nice and pretty, lips looking soft and plump, cheeks naturally flushed, eyes all doe-like, lashes curled, suit literally stuck to his body and enhancing his thickness-- he looks gorgeous. the bats think, whatever, it's fine.

nope. bruce almost has a heart attack when his barely adult son walks up to a group of older men, places a gentle hand on one of their arms, and starts giggling. his barely legal son is leaning into these men, tilting his head and baring his neck just so, and putting on the most enticing smile. HIS CHILD is subtly sticking his hips out, pouting his lips, and leaning close to whisper who knows what into the ears of these leering grown men.

dick and tim do a double take when they see jason "clumsily" spill whine down the front of his suit and then begin unbuttoning his top with a ditzy, tipsy giggle of "oh no! :( would you handsome fellas mind helping me out?"

by the end of the night, jason has bruce sitting down with his head in his hands and contemplating everything.

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Ok but the way Ran's panda has Rindou's glasses, while Rindou's panda has Ran's braids. Them having ones which remind them of their brother ♡

[freaky-flawless]

When it comes to the whole "object heels" thing, my opinion is basically that sometimes they're clever and cool, and sometimes they're a little too on the nose where they just come across as kinda corny (and downright ugly in some cases)

Overall though, I think the designers at Mattel are over-relying on them right now for Skullector dolls, to the point where they're not really exciting. You can design really cool shoes without defaulting to just slapping an overly complicated shape as a heel and calling it a day. Gen 1, and even Gen 3, have plenty of examples.

[chirpsythismorning]

Thinking about the what if El was never interested in Mike romantically, she just assumed she was discourse on the tag today and how it's very possible what could make El fully realize this, is when in s5 she see's Will's love for Mike in real time, for the first time, and she's just like damn! That is not me!

[knifebaby3000]

day/night

[nightowl1556]

Imagine a Bakudeku scenario with hurt/comfort and one them decided to give the other a surprise first kiss without thinking.

"Why did you kiss me?"

"I don't know. My body just moved on it's own..."

[hotmessmaxpress]

Rosquez Onlyfans au, part 9????

A little porn, a little plot. Vale takes pictures of Marc and is absolutely insane for him lolll

thank you to everyone who has sent me sweet messages and asks! I'm always willing to shout about these losers in the asks or my dms!

Marc wakes up next to Vale the next morning, still nude and sore from the night before, feeling like he’s still dreaming. Vale is warm, wrapped around him, and breathing softly in his ear. Marc can’t help but wiggle back against him, trying to snuggle deeper into the blankets and into Vale’s arms. 

Vale huffs in his ear and squeezes Marc closely. Marc can feel him smile against his neck. 

He rolls his hips back again, trying to see if he can get Vale to take interest. The older man drops a hand to Marc’s hip, and keeps him in place as he rolls his own hips forward. 

Marc sighs in satisfaction as he feels Vale’s cock rub against his ass. 

“Good morning,” Vale says, voice rough. 

Marc rolls over and tugs Vale on top of him. Vale props himself up on his elbows and kisses Marc slowly and deeply. It’s unhurried but passionate, and Marc tangles his fingers in Vale’s hair. He plays with the little curls at the nape of his neck, twisting them around his fingers.

He never thought he would actually have this. He wonders if he should pinch himself to make sure he’s not dreaming. 

Vale rocks his hips down, rocking his cock against Marc’s and pressing the smaller man into the mattress. Marc slides the hand not in Vale’s hair down his back, pressing on the man’s lower back to keep him pressing down on Marc.

“Please,” Marc begs. 

Vale drags his lips down to Marc’s neck, and Marc can feel him smile. 

“Please what?” Vale prompts, smugly. 

“Please fuck me,” Marc whines. 

“You asked so nicely,” Vale praises. 

He kisses Marc sweetly then sits up, pushing himself slightly down the bed so he can kiss at Marc’s hip bone. Marc spreads his legs and Vale tugs Marc’s hips closer, gripping Marc’s cock with one hand and then pressing his mouth to Marc’s hole. 

Marc gasps, grabbing Vale’s hair. The old man pulls back enough to smirk at him, then dives back in. He strokes Marc’s cock with one hand while he licks around Marc’s hole. Marc tries to relax, but the sensation is so foreign to him. 

Vale is patient, pumping Marc’s cock while he licks around Marc’s hole and gets him nice and wet. Marc is whining by the time Vale finally slips his tongue inside him, pushing past the ring of muscle. 

Marc cries out, startled by the foreign sensation and the realization that yes, Vale actually has his tongue inside him. Marc’s cock twitches and he can feel himself coming closer and closer to coming.

“Vale, stop,” he says. “I’m going to come.”

Vale lets go of his cock but licks at his hole for a little longer, before sitting up with a grin. He feels soaking wet, but Vale still pauses to hunt for the lube. 

He makes quick work of fingering Marc the rest of the way open, and then Marc gets what he is desperate for. He rolls onto his hands and knees, arching his back, and Vale pushes his cock inside slowly. 

He breathes heavily as he does, and Marc is once again thankful that he gets to hear these noises from the older man. It’s enough to make his cock twitch where it hangs heavy between his legs. 

“That’s it,” Vale says, as Marc drops down to rest on his elbows, ass in the air. 

Vale fucks roughly into him, filling him up, and then pauses after a few moments.

“Hand me my phone,” he instructs. 

Marc reaches for it, stretching a bit so he can reach it without pulling himself away from Vale’s cock. He thinks he knows what Vale is going to do, and he has to reach down with one hand to grip his cock and prevent himself from coming at the thought. 

He looks over his shoulder to see Vale holding the phone up, face concentrated as he takes a selfie of himself fucking into Marc. It startles a laugh out of Marc, and Vale turns to grin at him. He thrusts hard into him, and Marc drops his head back to his forearms. He’s not sure what Vale does with the camera after that, because he loses himself in the sensation of being fucked hard into the mattress. 

He moans and whimpers, vocal as always, and despite his best efforts he doesn’t make it long before he’s coming hard all over the sheets. 

Vale groans as he continues fucking him, and Marc can tell by the stuttering rhythm of his thrusts that Vale isn’t going to last long either. 

“Please,” Marc begs. “Please come inside me.”

Vale curses and then fucks into him once, twice, and then buries himself as deep as he can. Marc squeezes his hole around Vale and laughs as the older man groans behind him. 

“Fuck,” Vale says again, before pulling out gently.

Marc makes a face as he feels Vale’s cum drip out of him, and he scoots up the bed to avoid the wet spot. 

“Did you take pictures?” he asks, as Vale settles himself on the bed next to him. 

Vale unlocks his phone and scrolls, showing Marc the selfie followed by the pictures he took. Marc’s cock makes a valiant effort to get hard again, especially as Vale shows him the video he took; he managed to take a shaky video of himself coming inside Marc, and then a glimpse of his cum slipping out of Marc’s hole. 

“Wow,” Marc says, in awe. “You’re going to keep those, right?”

Vale laughs. 

“Obviously.”

Vale and Marc have a lazy, slow morning, until Vale mentions taking him to the track and Marc practically vibrates with excitement. Vale rolls his eyes good naturedly, but manages to quickly get Marc settled with gear. 

The gear all looks new, and for a moment Marc wonders if Vale bought this all for him. He’s too shy to ask, though, so he accepts it gratefully and tries not to shake with excitement as they load the car and head to the track. 

Marc is surprised to see another car there, and when they get out and gear up Marc sees Luca Marini in the box, seemingly preparing his bike. 

There’s an awkward greeting where Luca recognizes him and Marc has to calm his heart after realizing Luca recognizes him from racing together in the past, not from his online endeavors. The thought of Luca having seen him in the same compromising positions as Vale is a little too much for his heart to take. 

The awkwardness is quickly abated as Vale gets him set up with a bike, and Luca seems to take a liking to him. 

When they get on the track, Marc loses all sense of time. He does lap after lap with Vale, unable to stop smiling, as he adjusts to the shape and texture of the track. 

He’s riding one of Vale’s bikes, number 46 plastered on the front, and the helmet Vale gave him is bright yellow. Marc feels like he’s dreaming. He never expected that he would ever end up here, and he’s so endlessly thankful. 

When they stop for lunch, Luca eats with them then takes his polite leave. Marc rubs his arm, and Vale looks curiously at him. 

“Is it hurting?”

Marc shrugs. 

“A little. I haven’t ridden in a while and it flares up when I use it too much.”

“What happened?” Vale asks. “You used to ride a lot, right?”

It’s a fair question, but Marc shifts awkwardly in his seat. It’s still sometimes heavy to talk about, and he doesn’t want to sour their day with it. 

“I’ll tell you all about it someday,” he promises. “I used to race, and I made it to Moto2 but I didn’t last long. I crashed and broke my arm, and with the surgery and recovery I needed there wasn’t a way for me to return.”

Vale looks horrified and saddened at that, but Marc waves his hand in dismissal, as if to brush the thoughts away. “It’s alright. Things work out, no? I’m here with you now.”

Vale looks thoughtful at that. 

“Will you be okay to get back on the bike?”

Marc grins, eyes alight. 

“You’d have to cut my arm off to keep me off that bike, Vale.”

[shadystranger]

try putting sad romcom soundtracks on samdean and watch how perfectly it fits

[dirty-bosmer]

making a new Lucien/Silencer playlist

[00belle00lovely00]

Well if you also have more ships headcanons, so you also have Bobby x CatNap Headcanons?

G A S P

OH MAH GAWD IM GETTING SO MANY GOOD ONES-

ALRIGHT, I got you bestie! 🫶

💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️

ALR. I WILL SAY IT. THIS SHIP SHOULD BE LITERALLY NAMED CUDDLES. DON'T ARGUE WITH ME, YA'LL KNOW IT.

Quiet sleepyhead/introvert x lovely and mushy extrovert

Catnap isn't one to go out of his house much. It is either to lay down on a tree and sleep the day away or lay down on any surface that he finds. So, he is quite fond of Bobby because she's the only one who wouldn't complain about his sleeping habits. I mean, sure, she gets quite down whenever Catnap doesn't come along to the group for something fun, but unlike people like Dogday, Kickin, or Hoppy, she would actually encourage his need for sleep as she is aware he does it for his own self-love (in some strange way).

Catnap would TOTALLY randomly slump onto the floor on purpose and act passed out for Bobby to get worried and carry him into his bed. Why, do you ask? Because she ALWAYS. And I mean, ANYWAYS give a forehead kiss before going. Earning a purr from the cat.

They are all on with PDAs. ALL the time. Every second of it. But that's just because Bobby is the one to start it and Catnap is the one to just melt into it.

She'd be pinching on his cheeks like an aunt coming to see you.

Their date? Laying on a beanbag. That's- that's it. That's all they need. A scenario you say? Well...

Craftycorn: "Um... hey Bobby? Everyone's asking where you are, we were supposed to be at Dogday's house to... oh!"

Bobby: "CrAaAaaFtYYyY... *SNIFF*... THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE... I CAN'T ESCAPE THIS... LOVELY... ADORABLE... PRISON!" *Bobby sobbed as she laid on a beanbag, Catnap lying down on her lap.

Bobby would be sending flower bouquets DAILY for Catnap. Charmingly enough it being lavender and rose buds.

Smooches on the kitty!💜❤️ mwa! mwa! mwa! SMOOCH!

Catnap was always very laidback in many times. Tired much, soft-spoken, never really got anybody or anything for that matter. But often times he would get a bit pissy about how Bobby's mushy attitude is to everyone around them. He may not be a jealous typo, not at all, but he can feel a bit detached from Bobby's love from seeing her much more active than he is. So whenever THAT happens, he gives her the ice treatment. And oh boy, ain't that TORTURE for Bobby. The ONE girl who adores hugging and loving others more than anything else in the world is being given the cold shoulder is something worth weeping for. So whenever that happens, Catnap quickly regrets it and makes it up to her by spending the night with her.

Not surprisingly enough, I always headcanon Bobby having attachment issues (which would explain the last headcanon) so whenever she is also she sends as many love letters to Catnap as she can, even though half of the time is given back due to Catnap not being good with words, it eases her to know he is at least reading it

Bobby would pretty much spoil Catnap ROTTEN! In exchange? Catnap would probs call her "little Rosie". Now, you can imagine her kicking her feet, squirming and going absolutely NUTS for that small compliment.

They both like cuddling a lot, while also watching old Disney movies.

EXTRA:

DogDay: "Catnap? Caaatnaaap? Jeez! Where is he at? I can't find him anywhere!"

Bobby: "Let me handle this, 'Day!" *Bobby stepped in, taking a deep breath before kneeling down and making a gesture with her fingers* "pspspspspspsppspspspspsppsspspsp"

*Instantly, Catnap appears.*

Kickin: "... that's disgustingly corny" Kickin added.

Bobby: "Oh, hush" *she turned to look at Kickin while scratching the back of Catnap's ear* "We all have quirks here and there, that is just what makes you the loveliest you can be"

[ka1omi]

MODEL CITIZENS.

[jeffrrandell]

If Markuardo had matching mugs, what would they be

Something like this probably

Listen listen, if you turn Marks butt head upside down...... You get bread.... Avocadotoast is my secret other shipname for them