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[freeddead]

〝   @bornchaos​   ⟶   ❛  no one here has any interest in bourgeois rules or morality, mix that in with roulette wheels ? a stunning recipe for success.  ❜

Gerry trails after her as she leads him through the main hall of the event.  She did manage to get him in a vest for this thing.  He dressed up, at least somewhat, because he knows that this stuff is important to her.  He is still wearing his heavy boots, but the fact that he is in a vest and necktie and that he left his long leather coat with the doorman is probably an improvement by somebody’s standards.  He even took the time to redye his hair and tie it back so that it doesn’t look as noticeably stringy.

“You sure know your way around these places,” he says, looking out at the myriad of donors throwing their money at the roulette and blackjack tables.  It really is a good way to raise money for a cause.  Cora needs money for her charity, and these people get to have fun while they give it to her, which is necessary sometimes.  A lot of people don’t like parting with their money out of the goodness of their hearts.

Gerry has already given her some of his own—what the fuck else is he going to do with it?  But he has never been much of a gambler, so he is content to just watch everybody else play.  The roulette wheel is a lot more fun to watch when you don’t have any nail-biting stakes in it.

Once they come to a stop in front of a table full of glittering champagne glasses, Gerry picks one up and then really takes the time to look at Cora.  Not at her new designer dress or her meticulously styled hair pinned up just right or the golden bracelets on her dainty wrists—he doesn’t give a shit about any of that.  Rather, he appreciates the way she holds her chin up and her shoulders back, the cocksure gleam in her eyes, her poise, and the total control she seems to have over herself.

“I’m sure I’ve told you this, like, a million times already, but...”  He looks down into his glass, swirling the golden liquid around, hesitant in actually drinking it.  (He doesn’t like champagne.)  And he smiles, some unrestrained, idiotic smile.  “It’s cool, seeing how far you’ve come since we’ve met.  I’m just… proud of you.  You know that, right?”

〔  legend  〕  〢  accepting .

[ivelte]

I love SO MUCH @kianamaiartmaiart "i don't want to be a magical girl" concept and characters and i needed to draw them with my own magical girls ! >w<

[menaathena]

I finally read the Lost Legends gf comics and I have to talk about this panel because

What do you MEAN Soos instantly recognizes the sound of Stan sobbing. WHAT DO YOU MEAN. Stan always tries to put on a front; we know he isn't knowingly crying openly in front of Soos. How many times has he been not just crying, but SOBBING, alone, that Soos has still managed to accidentally overhear it that often. I'M GOING TO CHEW THROUGH A TREE. I'M GOING TO BE ILL

[arttsuka]

This scene is always in my mind

They make me sick get them out of my head NOW!

[nespyofire]

[teddybeartoji]

bf!toru being the sweetest boyfriend ever whenever you're exhausted and clingy and needy. he'll try to make you sleep at first but he's weak to your whines and complains :( his baby can't sleep because they're too horny, surely he can do something about this right?

he'll either fuck you with his fingers, with his soft lips giving you sweet pecks on your face and neck while he coos at you, his long fingers stretching and curling at your sweet spot. that'll usually do the trick.

but if his baby wants more, who is he to say no?! he's sliding inside you, his warmth the perfect cure to that ache you're feeling :( he'll fuck you slowly and deeply, making sure you feel every drag of his cock.. if you're feeling it, he can even play with your nipples or clit too, but only if you aren't too exhausted. he doesn't want to push you too much after all. he's such a sweetheart </3

and then when you're out like a light after finishing once, he'll give you cuddles until you're all better again, and then he can fuck you 'properly' when you wake up all energized ^_^ i'm normal about him yes

18+ mdni; fem!reader

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM NONNIEE YOU'RE FUCKING INSANE I WANT YOUUUUUUUUUU oh it's all so fucking sweet and intimate too... satoru can't stop pressing kisses all over your face with a smile on his lips you're just so fucking cute:((((( his dick twitches at the soft little mewls that keep spilling from you, and you're just oh so fucking wet and warm around his fingers he can't get enough of you!!!!

he raises your leg as he has you on your side, his hips grinding into your in an almost painfully slow tempo... you're squirming, so desperate and needy for more and who's he to refuse you of anything? he loves you so fucking much. so while his lips are still locked onto the sensitive skin of your neck, he rubs his hard cock over your sticky folds and grins when you cry out his name.

"yeah, want toru to take care of you, hm?" his voice is raspy, all tired from his day but it's so fucking hot and you're weak for it; your nails dig into his forearms as he presses his tip to your hole. he presses it in only an inch before stopping, he wants to be a little mean - he wants to hear you whine for him some more but when he feels your own hand on top his, guiding his cock into you, he succumbs.

you both let out a moan at the same time, a perfect harmony as he sinks into your wet cunt. he goes all the way until his balls rest against your ass, his lips stuck to your skin as if you're the air he needs to breathe. as if you're the one thing he needs to survive. he doesn't want to let go.

the roll of his hips is slow, way slower than usual because he just want you both to feel all of it. his hand rests just above where you're connected with your own right on top of his and it's romantic. all you can hear is the slick sounds of his dick pushing inside you and his shallow breaths as he nibbles on your ear.

he's pressed flush against you, the warmth of his body just adding to the sensation of being filled to the brim and it doesn't take you long to reach your high. he fucks you through it with a sleepy smile on his face. he whispers words of love as you twitch in his arms, the letters of his name rolling from your tongue like a waterfall.

and when your breathing slows and you melt into him while he's still buried deep inside you, satoru's chest swells with pride and adoration. he stays nestled like that for some time; his fingers dance on your skin, carving little hearts into you like he's some teenager. he just can't help it...

and after he regains his compose and his ability to think, he pushes off the bed as cautiosly as he can as to not wake you from your slumber. he grabs a towel to clean you up before gently peeling your sweaty shirt from your body and changing that into a new one. and then he spends a good ten minutes just staring at you with a lovesick look on his face. he traces your features as you sleep - the bridge of your nose, the apples of your cheeks, your jaw. your lips. and then he presses a kiss to your forehead, the promise of a life time written into your skin, before plopping down into the bed with you. he holds you close just like he always does and drifts to dreamland with you by his side. he loves you so much<33333

[risustravelogue]

I think Wriothesley is foreign to the concept of weekends due to his position demanding him to be present at his office at all times so people can find him with ease. Heck, it looks like he sleeps in his office, on that cushy couch of his.

But when you and he become an item and your relationship progresses to a point where he thinks you'd be comfortable with the idea of sharing a bed with him, he realizes that hitting the hay in his office is no longer an option.

Unbeknownst to you, he actually has a bedroom in the nicest, quietest place in the Fortress with a big window looking into the ocean—he just never uses it because it's so far away to the point where it's more convenient to sleep in his couch. But he's determined to make you happy, so he orders a king-sized bed in secret and installs it himself (to the headache of the building maintenance guy who's in charge of that area). After it's done, he brings it up on a dinner date.

"Darling," he starts with an uncharacteristically hesitant tone gracing his voice. "Would you like to... sleep with me tonight?"

The last piece of baguette in your hand fails to meet your lips. "Sleep with you?" you ask. You avert your gaze shyly. "Um... you mean..."

"No," Wriothesley cuts. "No. I meant just that. Sleeping together in one bed. Just... cuddling to sleep or something." He sighs and takes your free hand into his. "I won't force you if you're not ready."

You squeeze his hand, your thumb caressing his gloved knuckles. "Well... to be honest, I've been thinking about it too," you admit, a blush creeping up your cheeks. "But I don't think the couch is a good place to do it."

A smug smile blooms on his lips. "Not to worry. I've installed a nice, big bed in my bedroom."

One of your eyebrows quirk up at the mention of a bedroom. "You... have a bedroom?"

"Of course I do. I just never thought of using it until you came along and stole my heart," he says with a smirk.

You smile at his flirting. "Hmm, the bedroom should thank me for bringing back its master."

"Sure, sure," he chuckles.

"All right. Let me finish my baguette first, Sir Duke," you tease. "Then you can show me how nice your bedroom is."

That night, you drift off to the first peaceful sleep you've had in years, huddled up under a warm blanket with your beloved's arms wrapped securely around your body.

© @risustravelogue 2023 • no to reposting, yes to reblogging. feel free to send an ask to suggest, chat, etc. :)

[marsy-barz]

💊 — Stars always watching from afar... — 💊

YKW TUMBLR GETS IT EARLY

FAN ART/EDIT BASED ON PATHOLOGICAL FACADE BY GHOST & PALS!

+ in regular image form :D

[mine-loves]

Trigun Stampede | s01e07

Vash and Plant.

[vaggieslefteye]

�� TOP 5 FAVORITE HAZBIN HOTEL SONGS ♫ 𝄞 4ᴛʜ place - Loser, Baby

― I got an appetite for gamblin' ― I got an appetite for samplin' every drug and sex toy I can find ― Go ahead, baby, sing that song, come on!

‹♪›

[soukokumychildren]

I'm sorry but single-handedly these are the most gay scenes I've seen in my life. Ever. As in I'd regard kissing less gay (as most would agree with me on this subject) than the stunts they already have pulled

And some people have even manifested logic as to why they're homosexual, have their facts, what have you, I agree with all of them (If you couldn't tell by now, I think you need to have your sight checked).

But can we just take a moment? A moment to appreciate this? They held hands. They held hands, actually held hands together. Interlocked fingers. Chuuya, depleted of all his energy, collapsed on his enemy/rival's lap (or rather more specifically, his dick, but since the animators likely had to reel it in a bit, they did it into the crevice of where his thigh meets his hip bone, so whatever works for you I guess) chin first. They got that close to eachother. They're ok with it. Please, someone. Anyone. Talk to me about this shit. I've literally never seen anything more gay in my entire life; this will highly unlikely be subject to change.

[haruka-636]

My job hunting was successful!!💗💗💗💗 ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟAAAAAAAAAA!!💝💌  ̖́-‬ Thank you to everyone who supported me and gave me kind words!!( ¯꒳¯̥̥ )💕💕 I am crying...🥹By the way, this is art wip. I will make it paper art style later!! 👍✨️

[theirloveisgross]

the mic grip ft. knuckle tattoos.

[royalarchivist]

Baghera posted a video of Fit and Pac singing karaoke (while doing a little dance) on her Instagram!

[ Translation: I missed it so much. ]

[florageiist]

『XVI - THE TOWER - XVI』

- DANGER, CRISIS, CHANGE, AND DESTRUCTION -

Fanart for @pepperonitowerask. Done in 3 days.

Team Project CORALINE, 2023

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Wobbly Hearts AU

Summary: Kai doesn’t like soulmates. He doesn’t want them and he certainly doesn’t need them. High school is hard enough without all the extra stress of soulmarks and finding your soulmates. He decided at a young age he didn’t have time for soulmates and he plans to stick to that decision. Unfortunately, as always, the universe seems to take a lot of joy in messing with him. or Kai struggles with reading and it’s everybody’s problem.

Hi there! Yes it's the very fic I've been yelling about in vague posts and tags the last 6+ months! It's been so long since I've posted anything to ao3 I've forgotten how it works but I'm doing my best! This fic is an AU set in an alternate universe of the LEGO Ninjago Movie (2017) combined with a lot of the characterization and aspects from the original LEGO Ninjago show. It's over 100k so buckle up and prepare for some shenanigans!

the first chapter is UP

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Kai got his first soulmarks when he tried to eat a marker.

Tiny, with fumbling fingers, freckles and barely two years old he didn’t remember that day in the slightest. But his parents told the story to him and Nya all the time when they were little. 

It was the little red marker they said that he went for. His mom didn’t notice until he’d pried off the cap and stuck it into his mouth after several unsuccessful attempts that ended in red marker all over his face. She’d gotten it out of his mouth before he could really try to eat it like he’d been meaning to. He'd started crying at the abruptness of his marker being taken away, but those tears dried up fairly quickly after his mom scooped him up. 

His mom laughed that maybe his soulmates wanted him to feel less alone because a blue marker appeared not long after they started to wash off the red.

His first soulmark.

Kai grew up with their scribbled colorful lines on his skin. At first it was the hazardous meaningless lines of a toddler and then, as time progressed, they became more purposeful doodles. They were just another part of life he didn’t fully understand but accepted as fact because his parents simply smiled and spoke over his head of soulmates. He didn’t think he really grasped much of the concept of exactly what a soulmate was until he turned five.

They were someone (or several someones) that could be his favorite person (or people) in the whole wide world if he let them. After Nya was born he argued she was his soulmate because she was his most favorite person in the whole wide world. His dad said it was a different kind of favorite. But Nya was family and that was just as important. 

It wasn’t until he was seven and struggling to learn the alphabet that he realized there was more than one soulmate out there for him.

Words started appearing as they learned how to write, the letters slanted and wobbly and hazardous. He watched their writing change and improve and watched them start to talk to each other. There were two of them. Two soulmates all for him. They talked in the simple words that they could manage. One excitedly scribbled I <3 U when they learned how. Kai had to ask his mom what the lines meant and she explained it with a patient smile. It means I love you.

He was ten and still just drawing doodles while his soulmates spoke of their favorite cartoons and what they had eaten that day. Letters seemed to float around his head and laugh at him as he tried to read what they were saying, frustrated tears biting his eyes and blurring the letters. Seeing him struggle, his mom would let him sit on her lap and read him the words out loud while he rested his head on her shoulder.

Pens and markers felt awkward in his hands. The little doodles he managed never looked as good as the doodles one of his soulmates was always making. Their doodles were of cool stuff, like ninja and dragons and mechs. The doodles were so cool and Kai doodled little hearts and flames around them as best he could to show how much he liked them. But half the time he couldn’t tell the hearts from the fire and explosions, everything so wobbly and awful. He tried to write his name once and it was almost worse than the hearts.

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