#…or are they…? mWAHAHAHAHAHA

[seobinghard]

thinking about aged-up!sugardaddy!yunho getting jealous when you get hit on by men your age. he knows for certain that your relationship with him is strictly business, no sex, no strings attached. you accompany him to his fancy dinners and occasionally lobby for intel on his behalf and that's it. so when he rolls down his car window and sees you in a plain white tee and blue jeans outside your neighbourhood cafe laughing away with some guy your age, he feels his stomach churn with rage. the bouquet of white lilies—your favourite—in the passenger seat left forgotten. you never laugh when you're with him, a polite grin is the most he's ever gotten out of you. and at first he's content. he loves how you elevate his image in public, how regal and feminine you carry yourself from the way you dress to the way you speak—always so tactful and poised. yet a part of him wishes he could see you bare; not wrapped in mirror palais dresses or adorned with van cleef around your neck, just you in your truest form. he'll still spoil the shit out of you, that's for certain, but what he wants is all of you. he rolls up the window and drives off. his lawyer's name shows up on the display screen. "renegotiate the contract with y/n l/n." he will have all of you.

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[lenle-g]

Don’t ask me when the last time I drew these boys was but BOI DO I LOVE THESE BOYS

thanks @lixlovesyou for the inspooo aaaaaaa <3

[cupcakeinat0r]

Me making everyone think I was gonna write professor x student p*rn w Miguel when really we’re now heading toward a pt.8 of an extremely fluffy series n he still hasn’t even tapped yet

[punkinspice]

Finally got to read Gerald's journal and this is how I felt having 90% of my headcanons and theories becoming official

[bugeyedfreaks]

It's time to post the newest, most exciting entry to my blog entitled "The Favorite Powerpuff Girls Poll But I Am Cheating In Order To Get My Desired Results:"

MAY THE BEST GIRL WIN!

EDIT: I had this in my tags, but just to clarify: an extra 1-2% is added to Blossom's tally per vote for the last two options. Have fun voting! 🤗

[flovoid]

ON REPEAT - OC TAG

♫ Tatsuo Majima - Brave Shine by Aimer ♫ Taiga Yamada - Flyers by Bradio

THANK YOU @elksun @vicciouxs @yukikocloud @youredreamingofroo FOR THE TAG!!!

tagging @simminginstars @kashisun @kuroashims @butteredfrogs @sertrallne @acuar-io @softszn @scuumbag05 @holocene-sims @lilamausmaus @orbitsuns @alientown

just a quick lyrics translation from the songs:

‘TIGER-SKULL’

Boom boom boom, dancing through the skies This unraveled future isn't dead yet Boom boom boom, dancing through the skies Give a hard kick, go up even higher! Everybody put your hands up Now flyin', and become the wings Listen to that rising beat in your chest once again!

‘GOLDEN-KOI’

Weakness made us can’t trust ourselves Let’s search for future of ours Brave shine If you need a hand to hold, then Stay the night On the darkest of my days, You save my life Far beyond the razor-edge of your blade There lies a prayer that will surpass.

[ccstiles]

You know what time it is

Warren x Bodie chapter 1

The job of a hunter is simple: set the trap, catch the prey, and sell them off to the highest bidder. This had been the life Warren had led for the last 7 years, and he saw no problem with it. He was hunting down the monsters from the wild and bringing them in to either fight for entertainment, or work hard manual labor.

Warren considered himself an amazing hunter. Every half blood he set his eyes on, he caught.

Well, that is all except for one. Lately he had been stationed with his crew at the swamps. There was a particularly hard-to-get gator that roamed the area, and no matter how many traps they set out, they all came back empty. This thing was really getting on his nerves, and he'd barely even gotten a glimpse of it!

It was another day out at the swamp. He had gone alone that day, since none of the other hunters he was assigned with wanted to work the swamp anymore. They had all given up on it, accepting that the gator wasn't going to be caught, but Warren refused to quit. He was rowing the boat out to one of the bigger traps because he noticed it had been set off.

"God dammit" he cursed as he looked at the trap. Stuck in it's metal teeth was a piece of driftwood that had been split in half.

He had to hand it to the thing, it was smart. He flopped back onto the seat of the boat as he sighed. He really wanted to give up at this point, it was clear the thing was smart, smarter than the others. It had even taken one of the other hunters to god knows where. Even with these thoughts, he knew he couldn't give up.

He decided to keep himself busy by checking the other traps, and re-setting the ones that had been tripped using a stick or some drift wood. When he was checking one of them, though, he felt something hit the side of his boat.

Looking over the side of the boat, he saw nothing but a ripple in the water below him. While he was debating whether or not his mind was playing tricks on him, he felt another, stronger hit on the other side of his boat. This time, he was able to catch a glimpse of a tail. His heart rate spiked as he saw the flash of green, reaching down to his side to grab his knife.

He slowly and quietly watched the water surrounding the boat, waiting to see even a glimpse of the monster that lurked beneath the depths. The water was still, the only thing moving it was the breeze whistling by.

BANG!

Before Warren could react, a form hit the side of his boat before leaping out of the water. It growled menacingly as it stared at Warren, looking like it was going to eat him. This is the monster he had been hunting all this time, staring at him in all it's horrifying glory.

Warren stepped back in surprise, not realizing his mistake. Before he could correct himself, thought, it was too late.

The boat threw Warren off with a splash before it too was sent ajar, completely turning itself over.

In the confusion of the capsizing boat, Warren didn't realize how close he was to the trap. He tried his best to get his footing on the bottom of the murky water, but in his attempts his shoulder hit the metal and

CRUNCH!

Warren screamed in pain as the trap clamped down on his shoulder, or at least, he tried to.

The only thing that came out was bubbles as his lungs sucked in the water around him. He was confused and couldn't find his footing in the mud below him.

After a bit of thrashing around, he was able to get his feet on the bottom of the swamp, and could stand with slight difficulty.

Thankfully, the swamp waters only went up to his chest, and he was able to stand above water and breath. Or rather, sputter and throw up the water that had made it into his lungs. His vision was blurry and his body felt like red hot pain, especially near his shoulder where the trap had latched onto him.

He looked around to try and find the shore, and he noticed a head peeking out a few feet away from him.

"Wha- stay away from me! Go on, git!" He yelled as he stumbled back towards the shore, hoping to get to it before the gator could get to him.

He stared down the creature as he slowly made his way onto the shore, thankful as he watched it lose interest in him and swim away.

When he finally dragged himself onto the muddy grass surrounding the swamp, he felt himself retch again, throwing up the rest of the water that had sat in his lungs, as well as his breakfast.

All Warren could do was lay there in excruciating pain, trying to regain his energy and keep himself awake.

Meanwhile, Bodie was swimming away in the other direction, glad he'd delt with the hunter that had been ruthless in his attempts at capturing him. Some of the traps he'd been laying were dangerous, and could have severely hurt Bodie if he wasn't careful. Not to mention if Timmy or Bug had accidentally tripped them...

Speak of the devil, Bodie thought as he turned the corner and his house came into view. Bug was sitting on the front porch watching the swamp around them.

"Heya Bug," Bodie called out as he stood up and climbed the stairs up to the house, shaking the water off as he went.

"What's up!" Bug smiled at Bodie, but faltered when they noticed the weird look on Bodie's face. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Hm?" Bodie was surprised by the question, but he knew he was never the greatest actor when hiding emotions, "it's, well..."

Bug waited patiently as they watched Bodie sit down on the rocking chair beside them.

"I uh, came across one of the hunters today. The big one with the red hair," Bodie explained.

"Warren?" Bug's face shifted to one of concern, knowing how Warren gets when he can't catch something, "what happened?"

"Well, I found 'em resetting the traps, and so I decided to give 'em a bit of a scare, and..." Bodie felt guilty as he explained what happened to bug.

"And, what?" Bug grew more concerned as Bodie explained the chain of events.

"I... Flipped his boat over and... He got caught in a trap," Bodie had left Warren to his own devices in the moment, but now looking back, it wasn't his greatest idea.

"He what??" Bug jumped up from where they'd been sitting, "did you help him? Is he ok??"

"He was able to get to the shore last I saw..." Bodie watched as Bug thought for a minute, before they started heading towards the boat. "Where you goin?"

"I'm going to help Warren," Bug stated as they got into the boat and unhooked the rope holding the boat to the deck.

Bodie questioned if he should follow Bug and help the injured hunter as well, but then he realized that Bug wouldn't be strong enough to help Warren alone.

Sighing, Bodie hopped onto the boat with Bug and started rowing to where he'd last seen Warren.

Warren struggled to sit up on the swamp's bank. All he could feel was red hot pain coming from his shoulder, making him feel dizzy and like he was going to throw up again.

Somehow, he was able to sit up slightly without puking again. His efforts were fruitless as, when he opened his eyes and turned his head to peek at his shoulder, he couldn't help but wretch onto the mud beside himself at the sight of his shoulder.

His vision spotted as he did his best to breath and blink away the darkness ebbing at the sides of his vison.

Before he could try to sit up some more, though, he heard some splashing nearby.

Fear shot through him as his head snapped up. Although his vision was blurry, he was able to see, a boat? And it was heading straight at him.

The panic that had shot through him was replaced with relief, as he tried to call out to the boat heading towards him, but found his throat was too soar from throwing up multiple times.

As the boat came onto the shore, two figures jumped out of it.

"Warren!" One called out to the injured hunter. The voice sounded familiar... It was...

"Careful bug, he don't look too well for ware," the other, much much bigger figure warned.

Bug... That's right! Bug was the one that got taken by the monsters. But, how? How were they still alive? And who was it behind them.

"B...ug..?" Warren's throat felt like fire as he spoke.

"Warren, you're still awake!" Bug exclaimed as they knelt down next to him.

Warren let himself collapse onto the ground again as Bug assessed his shoulder.

"Ouch... That looks bad," Bug hissed as if it were their shoulder in the trap and not his, "I don't remember the traps being this big. This must be a new one."

Warren, vison still blurred, watched the other figure kneel down on his other side, the one with the trap on it.

"Yeah, poor guy looks like he's about to pass out," the other, more southern voice spoke.

"Do you think you can get it off of him?" Bug asked the other figure.

"Yep, I think I can, but it's gonna hurt like hell," the other figure explained, "ya might wanna hold him down a bit."

Warren felt what he presumed to be Bug's hands grab him and press his uninjured shoulder and chest firmly down.

After that, he felt the other figure grab the trap, sending ripples of pain through his nerves.

"Alright. Ready? 3... 2... 1!" The figure counted down before red hot pain coarsed through Warren's body as the trap was pried off of him.

He grit his teeth and tried not to yell out in agony, his gut twisting and his head growing light due to the pain.

Finally, the metal trap was off him, and all that was left was the dull throbbing pain of his injury.

He could hear Bug and the figure that pried the trap off of him were talking, but he couldn't make out the words, as his ears were ringing slightly and all he could focus on was the pain.

Before he knew it, black dots started to cloud his vision, the darkness growing before he felt his conscious slip away, passing out.

"I'm so glad we made it in time, he looks really bad," Bug said as they looked down at Warren, seeing that he passed out from the pain. "What were you thinking, leaving him here?!" Bug's head snapped up as they began berating Bodie.

"Well what else was I supposed to do?" Bodie defended himself, "there is no way he would have let me help him."

Bug just sighed, he did indeed have a point. Knowing Warren, he would have fought till he passed out if Bodie tried helping him. It was honestly surprising he let the two help him at all, but he must have been in so much pain he didn't think about there being another option.

Bodie began to pick Warren's limp body up, and gently carried him over to the boat, with the help of Bug steadying it.

The two then rowed back, Bodie paddling while Bug kept an eye on Warren.

When they finally got back and into the house, Bodie asked, "now, where are we gonna put him?"

"Uh, oh the couch, duh?" Bug giggled as they began to move things off of the couch so Bodie could place Warren down on it.

"But what if he gets blood on it?" Bodie questioned before whining, "I don't want blood on my couch."

"Oh fine, you big baby" Bug rolled their eyes as they grabbed a towel and placed it where Warren's arm would be. "There. Happy?"

"Very," Bodie said as he gently placed Warren on the couch, said man still unconscious.

The gator then made his way towards the kitchen to grab bandages and salve. Bug followed him in to find a towel to clean up the blood on Warren. They didn't know what to say, as they were still processing what happened, so they joked, "So what's your master plan Bodie? Getting all the hunters caught in a trap, fixing them up, and then feeding them gumbo until they love you? Then what? World domination?"

The question was met with a smack of a towel as Bodie defended himself. "You know damn right that ain't what I'm doin. He was an accident and you were just being an idjit"

Bug gasped before pushing Bodie. Or at least, attempting to push the massive gator who started cracking up at their reaction. He was glad that Bug was here to cheer him up, as well as help when Warren wakes up.

"Now then, where did I put the bandages and salve? Or did you use all of em?" Bodie pointed an accusatory finger towards Bug and they held their hands up in defense.

"I did not use all of them! I think Marco forgot to put them away when he replaced mine. I'll go get them," Bug said before throwing the towel they had grabbed over their shoulder and hobbling their way to their- I mean, Marco's room.

As they passed by Warren to get to Marco's room, though, they stopped and took a longer look at Warren's injuries.

"Hey Bodie! Could you come and put some pressure on Warren's arm? It's bleeding a lot more than I thought," Bug called to Bodie who came out into the living room to do as Bug asked.

Bodie took the towel from Bug's shoulder and did as they asked with a nod, carefully holding the rag on top of Warren's arm, putting pressure on it but not too much. Bug then hobbled off and left Bodie to tend to Warren.

That left Bodie time to think. He honestly didn't know what to do once Warren woke up, and he knew the hunter wouldn't be so happy when he did. He was just glad that Bug was here, and that they could help explain everything to Warren and keep the man from trying to hurt Bodie.

After only a minute or so of sitting there and putting pressure on Warren's arm, Bug poped their head back into the living room.

"Found it!" They said with a smile, handing the bandages and salve to Bodie.

"Thank ya kindly Bug," Bodie said as he took the supplies from them and handed them the towel he was holding to Warren's arm, "could you get this wet for me?"

" 'course!" Bug said before grabbing the towel and scurrying off to the kitchen to quickly wet it and come back.

"Thank you again Bug," Bodie took the now damp cloth and used it to clean off the blood surrounding the wound.

With a bit of a struggle and some help from Bug, he was also able to take Warren's shirt off so he could properly bandage the man. He then got to work on applying the salve and bandages onto his shoulder and upper arm, looping them occasionally across his chest.

"There we go," Bodie looked down at his work, happy that they had enough to properly bandage the man. He also took a mental note that they needed to get more, as Bug and now Warren had used all of them.

"Well then, now the difficult question," Bug sighed, "where are we gonna put him?"

Bodie looked up at Bug in confusion, "what do you mean?"

"I mean, where's he gonna sleep?" Bug explained before pointing to his legs that were almost halfway dangling off the couch, "he can't sleep on the couch, he's too big."

"Well, you make a good point," Bodie sighed as he got up from where he was kneeling beside the couch to also assist the situation, "and we certainly can't put him in Marco's room, 'cus you're already stayin there."

The two just stood there in thought before Bug got an idea. "what if he slept in your bed?"

Bodie whipped his head over to look at Bug as if they were crazy, "in my bed? Then where am I supposed to sleep?"

"In your bed too, duh," Bug giggled at Bodie's expression, "your bed is ginormous! It could easily fit two people."

"Yeah Bug, but you forget one thing," Bodie says before pointing at his tail, "it already do fit two people."

Bug just rolled their eyes and laughed, "come on Bodie, we have nowhere else to put him, and I certainly don't think Timmy is gonna wanna house him."

Bodie grumbled a bit before agreeing to let Warren stay in his room. He knelt down and slowly picked Warren up, making sure not to put too much pressure on his bandages as he carried him to his bed.

When they got to the room, Bodie made sure to carefully place Warren in his bed, getting Bug's help with the blankets before tucking the unconscious man into the bed.

"There you go big feller," Bodie chuckled as he made sure Warren was comfortable and that he wasn't putting pressure on his hurt shoulder.

Bodie and Bug then left the room silently to give the hunter some rest, and to regroup with each other and plan things out.

"Now then, what am I suposed to do with two injured people under my roof?" Bodie sighed as he flopped onto the couch.

"I'm not that injured anymore," Bug huffed as they swung their bandaged leg back and forth, "I'm pretty sure I'm well enough to get these bandages off soon."

Bodie laughed at them as they continued to swing their leg back and forth, "well, guess then you gotta start earning your keep." Bodie chuckled even more as Bug stopped swinging their leg and instead hobbled over to the couch and sat next to him, acting as if their leg was in pain.

"Alright then, you and your 'injured' leg can stay here, and I'll go cook up supper."

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

Hi so i just started reading your fic about Tim Drake time traveling and becoming Cardinal earlier today and i finished it a couple hours ago and that story has entered the hallowed halls of "fics i have been unable to stop thinking about forlong enough to start reading something else" so good job on that!

MWAHAHAHAHA I HAVE ENSNARED ANOTHER, YOUR SOUL NOW BELONGS TO ME >:DD

Anyways- love to hear you enjoy my fic, its got a lot of love and time thrown into it, but 100% worth it and im overjoyed to have so many people just as obsessed as I am lol- so ty <333

[iminmywritersdungeon]

I TOLD YOU GUYS that if jinx and vi just had the time to TALK they would immediately reconcile but none of you fucks BELIEVED ME and I was RIGHT

[theladyofshalott1989]

Read the Like Moths to a Flame series on [ Wattpad ] or [ AO3 ]

[shyamanuensis]

Boy at the Rock Show - 4

I love these trauma filled, horny boys - but it's time to take it down a notch; I promise... just for a bit. You can find parts 1-3 here of this musician!au I'm currently obsessed with overthinking.

182 Ocean Avenue – 3rd window upstairs by the cork tree.

The volume on your tv was low. You’d watched Legally Blonde a near 4 dozen times since stealing the dvd out of your sisters room a little over a month ago and thankfully, knowing the script near back to front meant you didn’t miss the sound of the rock hitting your windows a little after 1am. He was late. Not that you’d been glancing at your watch every 3 minutes since almost midnight. Window boosted up; your heart began to race a little; the way it did when you watched stupid rom-coms seeing Sebastian, perched up, waiting for you in the tree.

Shaking your head, you took a step back to allow him the space required to hop in through the window to your bedroom and took a moment to find your remote and pause the movie. He had changed since you saw him earlier in the evening; still in black, obviously; but a button down he had crisply folded up the sleeves of and a darker wash of jeans indicating a little more effort in his appearance. A sweet scent of citrus hit you with appeal; that mix of sweat and nicotine haze nowhere to be smelt or seen.

“You know you can come in.”

“Really? I was sorta beginning to like it out here…”

Taking a step in forward towards you, Sebastian ran his thumb over your bottom lip, the cold feeling of the silver rings he wore skimming across your skin. Fingers curling tenderly beneath your chin to tilt your head up, he waited half a moment to ensure that your eyes followed, flickering up towards his own and smirked; letting the clear influence he had over this scenario involving you sink in.

“Sorry I’m late. Got caught up with a few things. Didn’t expect you to still be awake.”

“Oh no, I’m a bit of a night owl”, you admit, “..plus I was curious to see if you’d keep to your promise of meeting up with me.”

“Of course, doll – I’ll always keep a promise.”

Keeping you still, Sebastian brought his lips to yours, brushing over them teasingly slow. As you felt your lips part to let out a soft groan, he gave himself permission to nip at the bottom one, running the tip of his tongue along it to sooth the sting he’d been the cause of and chuckled quietly, watching just how your body was reacting to him. Cheeks flushed a scorching pink, eyes lightly shut, quicker breathing. You weren’t sure if you were in heaven or hell or just somewhere limbo in-between.

“We’ll take it slow. I promise.”

Brain short circuiting and thoughts an incoherent mess; you did little more but nod back in response to the promise. Sebastian’s voice was low, an almost whisper. It held a charm to it which had you beneath a spell in seconds. Each kiss that stained your lips was slow, careful and savouring. You each getting to know each other a little more intimately. Your hands finding their way to his chest; light fingers caressed his collarbones through his shirt as his fingers begin to creep and linger beneath the hem of your own that sat flush against the top of your skirt. A breathless moan escaped you as he smirked into the following kiss. His touch near searing against your skin.

“You’ve seen me without my shirt on a number of times now; how about we turn the tables?”

Not needing any convincing, you stripped your shirt off over your head and tossed it back onto the bed before leaning in to resume the kisses right where you’d left them. Sebastian’s delicate touch roaming up your sides to explore and study your curves was rudely interrupted by a voice you hadn’t intended on hearing tonight.

“Black lace... Mhmm, someone’s looking to get laid.”

An infuriated hiss seeped from between your clenched teeth as your sister walked in unannounced, heading straight over to your wardrobe to start looking for something. Gazing up at Sebastian with apologetic eyes you turned to face your sibling and began to question her as to why she was even in your space.

You pinched the bridge of your nose, thwarted and frustrated that she just wasn’t reading the room.

“What the hell do you want?”

“I’m just looking for a dress. I have a date.”

“Right now? At 1am?”

“He just got off work, plus c’mon sis, it’s not even that late.”

You heard Sebastian guffaw at the comment and take a step back to stay out of whatever this tiff was becoming. Your sister glanced over her shoulder towards the two of you and smirked knowingly before returning her focus to your wardrobe, pulling out a few dresses.

“Could you just get out!”

“Why? Is three too much company?”

Stepping across the room to grab your sister by the wrist, you dragged her towards your bedroom door and pushed her out starting to close it on her and keep her away. Stubbornly, she pushed her weight against it; forcing it to stay open.

“I have condoms in the top drawer of my bedside table if you need any.” – she was milking your agitation.

“Shut up… please.” – you’d had enough already.

“What? Safe sex is no joke.”

Sebastian and your sister shared a laugh in jest of your reactions. Only this kind of shit would happen to you. Feeling your sisters weight lean off the door, you began to close it shut before she made her final comment.

“Please tell me you didn’t have him sneak through your window like that crappy fanfiction you write?”

“Why won’t you just leave?”

“Patience, patience... he’s cute; at least let me look a little.”

“Ughhhhh! Merlin!”

Resting back against the now closed door, you shit your eyes and took a few deep breaths.

“At least have him leave via the kitchen door out back; the dogs won’t bark if he heads out that way.”

“Okay – thank you – goodbye – leave us – au revoir – enjoy your...date.”

It’s that green flag pat at the empty space on your bed blended with the red flag boy-like smirk that has you crawling on the bed beside him in seconds. Intending to keep your space; you reach out to grab the remote you’d thrown on the sheets earlier and as you sit back up, Sebastian wraps a licentious hold around your shoulders, making you melt straight into him. His hands smooth to glide over your own, he takes the remote from your hands and hits play smiling at your film choice.

“I’m sorry about her – she likes to ruin practically everything in my life.”

“S’alright”, Sebastian responds, taking a lazy seat on your bed. “Got a sister myself. I get it.”

His perfect reply quoting the movie throws you a little at how implausibly perfect he might just be.

“I can put on something different if you’d like…”

“Are you kidding me? I once had to judge a tighty-whitey contest for Lambda Kappa Pi. Trust me, I can handle anything...”

“You like Legally Blonde, Sebastian?”

He looks down at you and raises a brow.

“What’s wrong with a comedy about a woman who finds empowerment while staying true to herself?”

Unnnffff – this boy might just be a keeper.

You don’t remember much about watching the rest of the movie; or about falling asleep against Sebastian however you are crassly awoken the next morning by your sisters cackles as she sits at the foot of your bed; fixated and giggling into a phone. Groggily sitting up, you glance to the empty space Sebastian occupied last night and notice that the covers have been half pulled over you.

“Do you ever just like – stay – in your own room?”

The question comes out broken in between a yawn as you glance at your watch. 8.17am. Explains why Sebastian isn’t here. How the hell is she awake though?

“Your boyfriend forgot his phone”, your sister giggles before spinning around to face you, “….and you have got to see the kind of things I’ve found on here.”

[frenchkisstheabyss]

🩷 I can’t take a serious selfie to save my life 🩷

[pocket-watcher]

I really…. Really want you to hypnotize me…

Of course you do, silly! This whole blog is actually a hypno-trap, drawing you in to give yourself over to me.

You’re already mine ❤️

[catta1ll]

In addition to the AU drop.. heh.. I’m feelin’ freaky.. (possession)

[crazed4rsonist]

FINALLY. THEY’RE DONE. (Transparent sprites under cut)

[bberetd]

this Halloween will be so good.