#<- the sweet tooth is real

[mylove-thresher]

I MAY like jjba guys idk I’m probably insane guys just a hunch

I got all the official merch off of eBay btw

eBay is love, eBay is life, eBay is god

[pointlesscandies]

You did it you broke exposure therapy down to its bare essentials

[saccharinenectarine123]

“Strip.” The word came out rough, commanding, carrying the force of something uncontainable.

Lando froze, his breath hitching audibly. His gaze darted to Oscar’s face, searching for something—hesitation, a joke, anything—but found none.

This was taking too long.

Oscar released his death grip on Lando’s fireproofs. His hands ached, feeling the indents left by the hard zipper, the stiff fabric. Despite it, he yanked Lando’s zipper down with swift, brutal force. Lando twitched, breath hitching. One shoulder emerged almost shyly as it was freed from the fabric. It was smoothly tanned. Unmarred. Bared to Oscar’s hungry gaze. He wanted to ruin him. In one swift motion he leaned down and set his teeth into the sweet curve of Lando’s neck. Right where it met his shoulder, and bit down.

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Or: Lando comes looking for Oscar after the Abu-Dhabi podium and finds a hell of a lot more than he bargained for in Oscar's drivers room. Ft getting walked in on and that not stopping the boys for one second.

[traveling-at-the-speed-of-light]

Bless This Fool (bbno$/Yung Gravy)

Title: Bless This Fool

Author: Crazy_Comet_97

Tagline: He’s almost expecting to be pounced on as soon as he even cracks the door open, force of habit and all that - but instead of being crash tackled to the ground, nothing comes. Huh. That’s a little weird.

Word Count: 1,860

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63900172

[iztarshi]

Discovering milk flavoured with anise and sugar is a real drink but mostly a Dutch one has me wondering if a LoL lore writer just happened to like it.

[halcyoncyrus]

When Abbot said "I protected you from a world that preys on your kind." uh huh please elaborate.

I know he probably just meant that Johnny was soft and weak but every part of my brain is like!! that's an autistic queer man right there.

[cubtales]

( gently ) shoving argenti aside and ushering the REAL loml 😼😼 pls support us #ximilo 🥺

[braveasnouns]

sianabird and tigerbear. double (yuri) threat

TRUTHH its literally so both of them and could go either way around too hehe

[spontaneousmusicalnumber]

My best friend and I have a running anime night, and the past few shows have been things like Demon Slayer: Entertainment District, Chainsaw Man, Vinland Saga s2, and JJK s2. And today we watched the first few episodes of Ancient Magus Bride s2.

And BOY OH BOY apparently I had been more fed up with edgy/grim media made for 16-20 year old boys than I realized because seeing a fantasy anime aimed at young teen girls was a BREATH of fresh air.

Like. Yeah. It's not trying at subtlety. Our protagonist is usually the Specialest and Bestest. And it often takes the easy quick emotional hits instead of building them up. But it at least USES other emotions than "horror" and "sadness" and does a pretty decent job writing, designing, and animating women. And also uses the whole color palette instead of just Dark (lookin at you, jjk)

[bajablastdealer]

First post for the sweet tooth fandom. Take this very messy and self-indulgent comic.

[lovetogether]

Hopefully someone out there can relate , but. In our house food isn’t really common, at least full meals and filling things. Our dad shames us for wanting to eat and how it costs too much so we feel needy. But anyhow due to this we like, constantly are thinking about food nd that’s like the main motivator for us nd it feels a little pathetic. We just want something so yummy and big and delicious. If somebody told us they’d buy us something we’d probably ask for take out or something. Idk how much of a problem this is.

[alifefullofvibes]

true love is your friend waking up early to get the buns from home weekend special for you, while your foot is fractured 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

[anemicjellyfish]

Get Well Soon (Part 2)

A short, fluff-filled Stolitz fanfic.

Link to Part 1 below the cut!

Content warnings: illness, medicine mention, sexual dialogue

Didn't write this one in the present-tense like the previous one. Forgive typos and grammatical errors, I'm still getting over Covid. (Wear a mask and stay safe 💖)

Blitzø suppressed a cough. He didn't want to wake Stolas; he often noticed the bags under his eyes, and wondered how often the Geotia Prince actually slept.

Part 1 is here if you'd like to read it first:

Part 2:

After a few hours of sleep, Blitzø awoke. The gentle rise and fall of Stolas' chest under his head meant that Stolas, too, had dozed off.

Blitzø could tell the medicine he'd taken earlier was working. His body temperature felt much more comfortable, and his muscle aches were much less noticeable. He was feeling almost better.

If it weren't for the little cough he let out...

Stolas stirred beneath him, arms pulling Blitzø just a bit closer before opening both sets of glowing red eyes.

"Good morning, again, Blitzy," he said softly. "How are you feeling?"

Blitzø let out a huff of air, angry at himself, then, "I'm fine. Don't get your regal panties in a twist."

Stolas only chuckled. Taking Blitzø's face in his hands, he slid down a little ways and felt around Blitzø's neck. Blitzø found himself getting heated by the touch, but Stolas pulled away.

"Your lymph nodes are still swollen, Blitzy," he said. "Your body is still fighting to get you feeling well again."

"Uhh..."

"I have an idea," Stolas continued, "something that will speed along your healing much faster than those tablets."

Blitzø was gently removed from his cozy place on Stolas' chest and set up against several pillows. Grumbling to himself, he didn't see why Stolas would make such a fuss over a common illness.

"Look, Stols," Blitzø tried getting his attention, "you don't have to do all this shit. I'll be up and plowing you rough again in no time. You don't gotta..."

It was obvious that Stolas wasn't listening. The Prince was instead flitting around his bedroom, gathering bits of his treasured plants. A leaf from one, a stem from another, some dirty root from something that looked almost too-creepy for Hell.

Stolas disappeared around the curtain to his bathroom for a moment. When he returned, Blitzø could hear water running.

"Come along, my darling," Stolas said sweetly.

"What-" Blitzø squirmed as Stolas picked him up off the bed and carried him to the bathroom.

"I can tell you're feeling better," Stolas chuckled, "you're not letting me take care of you quite so easily as last night."

Blitzø pushed his hand against Stolas' face, but was placed into the beautifully ornate bathtub before he could do anything more.

"Stols?" Blitzø drifted his hand through the water and brought up the crushed up bits of flora. "Are you... are you turning me into soup?!"

Stolas didn't try to suppress his laughter. He climbed in, the water rising almost to the brim, and swirled his hand around slowly.

"No, my Blitzy," he replied, "it's an herbal bath. To help your body heal itself a bit faster. These petals will help the inflammation in your nasal passages; that root, once it dissolves, will be absorbed through your skin so that your lymph nodes will-"

"Okay, okay," Blitzø interrupted, "hold on. I'm not gonna be listening to a whole lesson on plants, Stolas."

Stolas stopped, his hand no longer swirling the water around them. Blitzø's tail twitched in agitation at himself. Why was he always unintentionally saying things that upset Stolas... and why did it bother him so much?

After a few moments of unbearable silence, Blitzø shuffled around and picked up a crushed up leaf.

"Uhh. So. Is this one the reason my fever isn't umm, making me feel like I'm on fire anymore?"

Stolas took Blitzø's hand in his, rubbing the leaf into Blitzø's palm. "Actually, that one is just for the pleasant aroma," he explained. "Your fever was lowered by..."

Blitzø settled himself in against Stolas again, not really paying attention to the words being spoken. It was enough for him to breathe in the pleasant scents of the bath, and feel himself get better by the minute.

Stolas was now telling Blitzø about some other plants he'd found in some other Ring of Hell. Blitzø let him ramble on even after they stepped out of the water to dry off. Blitzø only stopped Stolas from his unending speech when he couldn't contain himself anymore.

Grabbing Stolas' hand and pulling him down to his level, Blitzø kissed him deeply. Without another word, Stolas allowed Blitzø to lead him back to the bedroom.

[sillygoofyboii]

insomnia poking at a stressed out silly until they respond (they need to be alive for him to kill them)

(The silly is so stressed out they're so focused on panicking they don't notice insomnia 💔)

(also the insomnia may or may not be trying to steal a snack from them, either or. (Or they ARE the snack who knows))

tried to draw this but it’s not turning out good.

yeah, silly’s on the floor crying silently wondering how the fuck they got into this and Insomnia’s just occasionally poking at them. Poking at them with a stick or something. Idk.

(The second Silly notices Insomnia they’re going to VIOLENTLY FLINCH and fucking skedaddle like imagine having a panic attack or something, looking up, and seeing a serial killer)

[halcyoncyrus]

Sketched this while watching the new season because he's on my mind 24/7 and it's a problem.

Fanart of @map-of-obsessions ' fic because I couldn't stop thinking about Johnny finally finding someone who cares about him.

(please read it)

I think when Johnny's feeling overwhelmed he'd have difficulty getting the words out too and he'd find it easier to communicate in other ways while he calms down (sign language, tapping in response to things, facial expressions ect).

[myroaring30s]

Not Poon throwing it back for his friend😂