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[loadingbones]

[bonesmarinated]

my white boy Kristian and @barbecutie’s BG3 tiefling Lilith (again) 🖤😈🖤 🙏🚬 girl thank god

[sunnysideaeggs]

aegon never had a chance right? aegon was literally raised by hightowers in love with targaryens. he never would’ve been able to surpass viserys and rhaenyra in otto and alicent’s eyes. nothing he did could’ve changed that.

[craetor]

Rewatching a playthrough of DRV3 and remembering the hours upon HOURS i spent on social media picking apart when Ouma is lying and not with moots & detailing how Saihara's understanding of him progresses throughout the game.....

Like the time after the first trial when Ouma is like "I can't forgive myself for being so USELESS" & Shu's just like "yeah right. Liar" but atp he doesn't know jack or dick about him yet so it's heartbreaking because he dismisses even the possibility of Ouma having any feelings whatsoever and it's so UGHHHH💔✨️

Saiouma my beloved

[rouletvilla]

sometimes all you need is a paranoid schizophrenic who has impeccable drip

wip, making some layered shirt recolours (*^▽^*)

[genacity]

just imagine sub!morax being a huge brat with a big ego and it’s our job to tame him. once we tame him he’ll do anything for you, from being a big ego’d god, to being our cute little slut <33

also can I be 🍷 anon? ^_^☆

⌗ zhongli egotistical

cw. sub! young! morax x dom! god/immortal! reader. gender neutral— reader has a cock. plot before porn? anal penetration/pegging, bratty morax. outdoor sex. degradation!!! slight dacryphilia + hiccuping

an. WHAT THE FUCKKK SHUT UP THIS IS SO GOOD. you have rightfully earned your place as 🍷 anon. welcome to the club!!! ٩(^‿^)۶

(ps this was finished at 11 pm and is not proofread so the end is extremely awful)

this shit is crazy. it’s crazy cause all i’m thinking of is young morax rn.

young morax who’s finally found peace in his newfound ‘human vessel’— and all the things he can do with it. throwing “rocks” at his poor equal barbatos, constantly challenging his fellow archons to mindless duels that go on for hours; nothing is more thrilling than the thought of his seemingly limitless power.

and little (or not so little) you who’s finally found your own peace in between the pages of books— or crowds, if that’s what you prefer. a cunning, charming individual who has the aura of one who has roamed the world of teyvat once before. not as old, but just as seasoned as any celestial being.

the first time you encounter morax, you’re sitting underneath a tree with your favorite book, enjoying the time alone you so rarely had to cherish. outgoing or reserved, either way, you still had work to do, so any time alone is a fabulous time alone.

until morax sees you, god knows where he’s been. right away, he’s all over you, shattering your relaxed state with stupid comments on the novel in your hands. with every degrading insult towards the cover, the spine, the overview, the story, you even— made the thoughts in your mind that simply begged to break this man all the more satisfying.

“wouldn’t you rather spend your afternoon doing something more— interesting?” morax asked. your eyes narrowed as you slipped your bookmark of choice into the crevice of the pages you left off on, tossing it to the side where it slid onto the grass. you stood up, looking the archon dead in the eyes. his shoulders stiffened and his eyebrows furrowed; a reaction that could only make a smirk arise on your lips.

“and what would you consider to be ‘more interesting’, hm? i’d like to hear your thoughts,” you inquired, crossing your arms. “well, anything.” the young god pronounced, waving an arm around in your opposite direction, as to motion to the glimmering liyuean fields, dressed in a bright green glow. “even you?” you teased, eyes trained on the view before you that morax was so obviously trying to show you. “what? me? how would you ‘do me’?” he stuttered, arm strapping to his side almost immediately at your inquiry.

you chuckled lowly. “a good question, oh geo archon.” you smirked, taking a few steps towards his rigid being. “for wasting my time, you’ll allow me to show you. all i need is a yes. do we have a deal?”

morax’s breath hitched and caught in his throat, exhales becoming rarer by the second as you softly put a hand on his chest, lined with gold and the finest of silk.

“fine,” he murmured. “i’m curious as to know what such small amounts of a person could do to me that is so interesting.”

“fuck! fuck— fuck you!”

“oh, shut up. you wanted this. now take it, or say the word.”

morax whined at your harsh tone as you bottomed out inside of him. the sheer feeling your hips slapping harshly against his ass made him struggle not to cry out.

“look at you, ah…” you gasped, fingers digging into his hips, making him squirm. “now you understand what i was talking about?”

the poor archon could only huff in response. “s-still isn’t interesting to m—ME!” he squealed as your fat cock toyed with his prostate. a shiver crept down his spine as you fucked him ruthlessly, fingers feeling about desperately for something to hold onto.

you had morax on his back, legs up underneath the tree you once sat peacefully under, without a care in the world. his eyes nearly cross and thighs shaking with pleasure, the thoughts swimming about your mind sighed in satisfaction at the sight below you. from a complaining brute to a mindless slut, you swore to wear this memory like a crown for all eternity.

“look at you, fuck,” you snickered, pace quickening as morax tightened around you with a shaky sob. “where’d that foul mouth go, huh whore?”

“sh—shut up!” morax spat through breathy whines. “‘m not a, a—” “a what, morax?” you leaned in so that your noses were just inches away from touching. the geo archon whimpered at the sound of his name slipping from his lips, like honey, sugary sweet. maybe almost too sweet. “a whore! ‘m not— not a whore!” he sobbed out, fists curling so hard his palms turned pink.

you laughed sweetly as you watched his cock bob up and down with every thrust, two soft veins running up and down from his leaking tip down to the base. “such a slut, aren’t you? you knew damn well what i meant by ‘do you’, didn’t you? you’re not stupid, are you?”

he wasn’t listening to you, though. not through the feeling of your fat tip rubbing him up, the roughness of your fingertips digging into his skin, maybe even hard enough to draw blood; all he could think about was sex, sex, and more sex.

“maybe you are stupid.” you laughed, rolling your hips around enough to make the young archon sniffle. “can’t even answer me, how pathetic.”

“yeah…” your ears perked up at the weak mumble that just barely slipped past you. you slowed your thrusts until they hit a complete stop, resting your tip against morax’s prostate. “wh— wait, no, please, i—” he opened his mouth to beg, but you cut him off almost immediately. “yeah?” you repeated the words that fell from his lips.

he looked up with you with desperate eyes, hips grinding down onto your dick. “yeah.. ‘m dumb, a dumb slut.” morax whined. “whatever you said, whatever you want, ‘m yours.”

a look of satisfaction laid still in your eyes. the young archon could see it, bright and clear as a star in the midnight sky. you dipped down to plant slow kisses on morax’s collarbone, his back arching up off the ground ever so slightly at the feeling of your chest against his. you gave an experimental thrust up into him, a hoarse gasp escaping his throat.

you smiled fiendishly as you angled yourself just right, just high enough to finally let him have his orgasm. right as he was about to complain, your lips ghosted over his ear, a shiver enveloping his whole body with the softness of your words.

“glad to know you’ve finally come to your senses.”

[syunkiss]

GUYS I MADE A THING

get sandwiched (sora satou) is my fav oc ever just so u guys know i love him sm

Which one of them are you

[mlmmetalhead]

Closeted Ethan hcs.

Male reader

sfw & nsfw (divided)

A/n: what was supposed to be a couple of hcs turned into a story of sorts, with headcanons following. This is a mess, but I hope you'll enjoy it.

FEM ALIGNED DNI

SFW

He never really as much though of not being straight.

It's more like he never really was attracted to any girls, but got into a relationship or two because of peer pressure. It never worked out in the end, of course. The girls were never satisfied with what he was able to give them.

He felt guilty, really, he did. Didn't know what was wrong, tried to watch some of those pick up gurus on social media, but all the advice seemed pointless.

He did have crushes on boys throughout his life, but never knew they were crushes. Everyone feels like that sometimes, right?

And then he met Y/n.

A cute, selfless, interesting to talk to guy. He was also pretty open about his sexuality, and Ethan supported him!

They weren't best friends per se, but they hung out a lot when the group was together, and enjoyed talking to to each other.

The time they spent together felt great. Even if it wasn't anything crazy, just going to get coffee or something, Ethan always felt amazing in those moments, no matter how short they were.

It was only when Y/n got a boyfriend, something changed.

Jim. An another film major. Arrogant, loud, self-centred, oh, why did Y/n even choose someone like him? They didn't belong together at all!

And the worst thing is, whenever they went somewhere with the group, that annoying guy started going with them!

Everyone seemed to like him a lot. Ethan couldn't understand it even if he tried. There was absolutely nothing to like about him!

So Landry almost stopped hanging out with his friends, at least when Y/n and Jim were there.

The theme came up at a movie party at Sam and Tara's. Y/n and his boyfriend already left, to which Ethan breathed out in relief.

"Why do you hate their relationship so much?" Tara turned to him, eating what was left of the popcorn.

"What? I don't hate it! It's... I don't care. They can do whatever they want." Landry crossed his arms on his chest in defence.

"He suddenly became homophobic when Y/n actually got a boyfriend." Anika giggled.

"Nah, more like he's jealous." Mindy chimed in.

"What? Don't be ridiculous, I'm not jealous!" Ethan almost shouted with offence clearly painted on his features.

"Oooh, you totally are!" Tara laughed.

"Okay, you're being irrational here. Who am I even jealous of? Y/n? Why would I be?"

"You're not jealous of Y/n, you're jealous because of him!" Mindy exclaimed.

Ethan opened his mouth to respond, but found his words stuck in his throat. He sat there for a minute, and then got up to leave.

"I need to think this through." He explained, putting his jacket on.

"The closet is made out of glass!" Anika shouted when the door closed behind him.

That took a LONG time thinking through. I mean not like a day or two, but more like a couple of months.

Through all this time Ethan made an effort to shield himself from any interactions with L/n. He didn't need more sexuality crisis then what was going on currently.

But alas, he was pulled out to a party by Chad, of course he was. No words could convince the guy to let him stay.

"You've been alone rotting by yourself for the longest time, we need to find you at least someone!"

And that's how he got here. Sitting in someone's backyard with music blasting from the house. He was lucky no one was shagging here, that's for sure.

"Hey E! Didn't know you were here, too!"

With dread spreading through his chest, Ethan looked up to see the very guy he was trying to avoid this whole time smiling at him, just walked out of the house.

"Yeah. I didn't want to come." Landry looked away, trying to look like the bushes were the most interesting thing in the world.

"...hey, I'm sorry, okay? Can- can you tell me what happened, please? What did I do?" Y/n's sorry voice rang in the cool spring air, making Landry's heart almost stop.

"What are you talking about?"

"I mean, everything was great, we had chemistry or something, and then you suddenly just... Stop talking to me. Without an explanation or anything. What happened, E? I really... I really liked what we had, y'know? I want to try and bring that back."

A silence fell upon the two as Ethan tried to think of a plausible answer.

"You didn't do anything, it's a me problem. I still like you, Y/n."

L/n smiled faintly. "Well, what's the problem then? Maybe I can help you... Figure it out?"

Landry shifted in his place, awkwardly coughing in his fist, as faint red dust covered his cheeks. "Isn't your boyfriend gonna be worried about where you are? Maybe you should check on him."

"Who, Jim? Oh, we broke up a couple of weeks ago."

"Really?" Shit, that sounded a lot more enthusiastic then Ethan was ready for

"Yeah, I don't even know why, his initiative."

"Oh, I'm..." Landry tried to compose himself, and not let the for some reason wildly beating heart take over, "I'm so... Really sorry, Y/n. That must've been awful."

L/n shrugged at that. "I got over it pretty quickly. We didn't exactly have a deep connection or anything like that."

Ethan couldn't stop his hands from fidgeting when he finally got the courage to open his mouth. "Okay, I will tell you what my problem is, if you promise not to laugh! Or tell anyone!"

"I promise." Y/n had a serious expression on his face, despite the slight smile still lingering on his lips.

Landry took a deep breath before continuing: "I think... I might... I might prefer boys over girls."

An another round of silence ensued, making Ethan sweat from nervousness.

"Oh dude that's... That's awesome. I'm so happy for you." Y/n took him in for a hug, leaving Ethan startled for a moment. "Sorry for being so selfish but did you... Did you realize because of me?"

Landry gulped. "I... Possibly? I don't know how I feel about you, but when you were with Jim I felt... Weird."

"There's only one way to find out."

"Wh- what do you mean, exactly?" Ethan could feel a mix of worry and excitement creep up his back again.

"I think you know what I mean." Y/n said in a low voice, leaning closer to his face. "Kiss me, man."

That didn't take much convincing.

The kiss felt sweet and a little awkward, Ethan wasn't a very experienced kisser, but all he lacked was made up by Y/n.

After that party, they started talking again, with more sweet talk implemented.

The word 'boyfriends' scared Landry a little, and even if everyone around them called them just that, he didn't want to use it.

But Y/n didn't mind, he understood the stress the poor boy was going through and didn't want to double down on it.

So they were just friends.

Friends who are far more affectionate with each other.

Friends who stay at each other's dorms and sleep in each other's beds, cuddled up.

Friends who have no problem kissing each other when they're in private.

Yeah, that type of friends.

Ethan was insanely nervous about coming out to others, especially his family.

So most likely, it was L/n who brought the news over to the others when they both were ready.

Luckily, everyone in the group was super supportive of Y/n's and Ethan's relationship when they finally told everyone. But his family still stays in the shadows.

He wants to be affectionate everywhere, but he's also nervous. So no PDA in public.

But when it's alone time? Oh boy, he won't calm down, because his boyfriend is now his bed and his stuffed toy for hugging and kissing.

The boy is painfully touchstarved, and his partner quickly learns that.

Dates are never a problem, even if it's just a quick meetup in-between lectures, Ethan remembers that. I think he keeps a box of different stuff other people will consider junk, but for him, it's memories of the dates with Y/n.

He also sometimes wish he could draw, just so that he could draw pictures of his boyfriend.

Ethan's love language is mostly gifts and quality time. He never was able to really put his feelings into words, so little trinkets will do.

He almost behaves like a cat, leaving it on his boyfriend's bed or putting it with a little note in his bag, for the life of him, he can't just give presents normally.

NSFW

Actually, it has been long before he came out when Ethan started jerking off to gay porn.

He never really wanted to think why it turned him on so much, it just did and he didn't give it much thought, as long as it felt good.

He never experimented with pleasuring himself anally, but he couldn't picture himself being on top.

Here's the truth: Ethan's not just a virgin, a turbovirgin. He came in his pants the first couple of times he and Y/n made out.

He's so extremely loud, his boyfriend may need to gag him, as he moans at the smallest bit of touch.

Even though it will take a while before he would be able to get to penetration, sucking cock quickly became one of, if not the favourite bedroom activity.

He could drop on his knees anywhere any time if it was needed, and he always drooled a lot, providing enough lube.

It's possible he has an oral fixation at this point, but no matter the cause: he's great at taking it in his mouth, isn't this what matters?

His thighs are super sensitive, every time L/n's hands brush over them, even if it's not intentionally, Landry can hardly contain a moan.

He isn't into anything crazy in particular, but later he discovers his love towards overstimulation.

There's just something so satisfying in being pounded and played with again and again, hardly staying conscious while being covered in spit, sweat and other possible bodily fluids.

As we established, he's a bottom. At first, it was a little hard, but the second Y/n's cock hit Ethan's prostate for the first time, all the worries were gone.

Absolutely loves being taken, feeling helpless and soft while his sweet spot is being driven into.

His moans during intercourse resemble a girl's pretty good, so Y/n's and Ethan's neighbours still didn't get any questions.

If he's a little more eager, loves sitting on his boyfriend's lap or riding him, being in somewhat of control.

His lips always get so swollen and red by the time they finish since he bites them so much.

Hides any marks were thoroughly because he doesn't want to be embarrassed, but he does have a secret fantasy of just parading his lover's marks on his body freely, letting everyone know he's taken.

[sukunas-play-thing]

Birthday Kisses and Cake

Sabo x Oc

my birthday is today, and im feeling a little at my lowest, so this is mostly self comfort and self indulgent. Feel free to read if you like regardless. slight dark themes, hurt/comfort, mentions of death, it's OC based, but you can read it as reader if you want Thank you.

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this also includes a little bit of Gravity Falls sprinkled in there, mostly bc I'm a sucker for multiverse work.

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Birthday Kisses and Cake (Sabo x Selim)

she woke in a good enough mood, she had well rested rest with Sabo next to her. She knows she did, she didn't fall asleep upset.

The night before, was spent watching her best friend play the newest game release, Sun Wukang, before she had taken a break to check on her lover, Lindberg. Leaving Sabo and Selim alone to chat about anything and everything, Sabo had found Selim's criminal record she had gained during a summer vacation one year with distant family, and Sabo spent most of the time reading them off, laughing, and asking her what half of them meant, or what on earth prompted half her arrests. She'd laugh, explain things.

"Sweetheart, you've gotten 32 counts of murder!?." Sabo gasped looking at the paper in his hands, he lays on his back on the bed, Selim, tucked under his arm with his arm wrapped around her waist to pull her closer. She groans as she hides her face in his chest. "I told that officer Durley, they were zombies! No one believes me!." She would say.

Sabo couldn't help but laugh at this, rolling his eyes. He never realized the women was such a criminal, nonetheless. "Okay..um..what's "pug trafficking" ?." He asks her as his eyebrow raises. Selim was quick to respond with her ppunter finger up. "That. Was all Grunkle Stan! I had nothing to do with that!." She says, oh so matter of factly. Sabo let out a hearty laugh.

He liked her crazy shenanigans. It reminded him of simpler times, when he was younger, and spent his childhood time with Luffy and Ace, she reminded him a little of the two. Her hot headed and aggressiveness similar to Ace, to her bright and happy smile like Luffy's. Sabo felt warm, whole, contented in this very moment. He threw the papers on the ottoman by her bed, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to his chest, hugging her so tight she'd groan in protest. But he ignored it. He placed sweet kisses to her head, before he'd mumble, "You know what tomorrow is?." He asked her, She hummed in response before she began naming off possible scenarios, holidays etc.

"Umm…. memorial day?." Sabo shakes his head, she pouts. "It's not your birthday… That was in March…" She mumbles to herself, Sabo chuckles. "It's not our anniversary… is it!?." She's quick to panic at the notion that she had forgotten, Sabo was quick to comfort her. "No darling, think harder." He simply says, as he softly pokes her nose. She scrunches her face in mock annoyance, before thinking to herself again.

"Is it Luffy's birthday???." She asks. Wrong, she's so cute when she's clueless, or forgets things, especially like days like her birthday.

He shakes his head and sighs, playfully rousing her hair. She slaps him. "Get some sleep darling…We have a long day tomorrow." Is all he says, she goes to say something but Sabo's soft smile, and his finger to his lips in a gesture of silence, stops her. she pouts again, nuzzling to his side, and finally falling asleep.

She slept good, she did, she had a good night.

So why does she feel this way? This feeling of inadequacy?

Low, sad and broken?. She turns to her side, seeing Sabo had already gotten up for the day.

She sighs and plops herself down on the bed again she feels heavy like weight sitting on her chest. Refusing to let her move. She groans at this and forces herself off the bed, rolling to the side. She reaches for a cigarette. She's out. She sighs before getting up to find herself some caffeine. Only to open the fridge and see she has no more monster. She slams the fridge shut. She walks back to her room to get dressed, She'll just walk to the store real quick. No biggy!

She gets to the store, grabs three cold cans, and then heads to the counter to get some smokes for herself and her friend. "I need to see some ID." The clerk asks, rather rudely, in Selim's opinion, but she ignores it and realizes quickly. She didn't grab her ID. She groans and tells the clerk to just scan the drinks, please. Selim walks back home, the sky is cloudy, bleak, and a little bit of a sprinkle of rain begins. She whimpers. She makes it back to the house, grabs her ID, and storms back to the store. gets them finally, and walks back home. By now, she's sweaty and a little cold from the soft patters of rain hitting her seething body. When she gets back home. She goes straight to her room, and anger boils down to a deep depression. 'Ah, so it's gonna be like that.' She'd think to herself as she sits down, she's been wanting to get back into writing again, Similar to Sabo, he inspired her to want to write a book about her life, the people that's impacted her. But words aren't wording. And she groans annoyed yet again and walks away from her project.

She sighs, lighting the lighter that won't work so she throws the lighter and sits there in silence for a moment. She takes deep, even breaths to control her rising anger and frustration. Her den den mushy rings, and she leans over to grab the receiver. 'Cuhlick.' The sound emanates.

"Hey Sissy!!!." It's her twin brother, Elliott. "Hey Bubba." She says softly, feeling a little calmer now. "Happy Birthday." He says, and it finally hits her, 'Ah, that's what Sabo's behavior was about last night.' She muses to herself. She shakes her head in deep thought. Her silence muses her brother, as he chuckles on the other end.

"You forgot, didn't you?." He says, a slight tease to his tone. They talk a moment. Luffys voice is on the other end, demanding he speak to her. "HEY MILLIE HAPPY BIRTHDAY." Luffy hollers. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DUDE BROOOO. I hope you have a SUUUUUUPER BIRTHDAY." That was Franky. She can see in her head the commotion Elliott must be surrounded in. Everyone crowding him and yelling in his ear. All the strawhats wishing her a happy birthday, wishing they were there today. Luffy asks to tell her he said hello to Sabo when she sees him again. Selim nods. When things die down. It's when Elliotts tone changes to a somber one. "Hey, um, by the way. I found a voice recording from our late friend and crew mate, it's for you. He sent it Before he died and im just now finding it.." Elliott speaks. Before sending selim the voice recording. She opens it up, says thank you to her brother, and hangs up. She curls into herself as the voice recording plays.

Voice recording:

"Hey, kiddo, it's me. Ches, Listen, I heard you've been having a bad day today. And I just wanted to say that I am proud of you. I know sometimes life can be hard, it can be really hard. But just know this, you're stronger than you give yourself credit for. And to always be kinder to yourself. You have an amazing brother who'd do anything for you. A bestie whose your ride or die. And your brothers crew and me. Who'd give you the whole world. Always think of the good things life has given to you. Always remember how far you've come, regardless of how hard it was to be on this earth you still shined bright. Still got up in the mornings to tackle the day. And still has a heart full of love. So. Please, go take a hot shower, put on your favorite clothes, make your room dark, put on your favorite show or movie. And remember, that you are number one. Thank you for being in our lives. See ya later, kiddo! "

Selim didn't realize that she had been crying. Hot tears fell from her face to her knees. She missed him so much. And every day, she's grateful to being on this earth because of him. Hearing his voice was weird, considering he'd been dead for two years. He fought his battle and lost, and here he was, still encouraging her to keep going herself. It was the hardest bit of reality she's ever faced. She broke down. Sobbing uncontrollably when her bedroom door opened. Sabo had returned from running errands with Lindbergh and selims best friend. Seeing her in this state caused Sabo to drop everything and rush to her side. Checking her to see if she was hurt physically. Only to see she wasn't.

This pain was emotional. So he did what he knows best. He wrapped her in his arms and held her so tightly. In his signature, bone crushing hugs. He let her cry. Let her cry all of what she felt out. Closing his eyes and choking back his own sobs. He hated seeing her this way. Seeing her cry made him cry. Even though he wanted to be strong for her above all else. But she's taught him to be vulnerable when it was just him and her. And so he did. When she calmed down. He asked what was wrong. To which she told him she received the voicemail she had never gotten until now. Sabo knew of their old crew mate. They talked about him often. How kind he was, how selfless he was. And how it tore their crew up when he passed. He understood loss all too well. He fixes her hair. Wipes her tears. He holds her hands in his gloved ones.

"Darling... I want you.. to have the best birthday ever, let's get you cleaned up. Me, you. Lindbergh and your friend are all going out for your birthday. I, want you to know. We're happy you're here. Happy birthday sweetheart. The most very special lady I've ever met."

She swooned at how sweet and thoughtful Sabo can be. She shakes her head, thinking she couldn't be presentable. But Sabo disagrees. He helps her up, indirectly giving her the strength she needed to move again. His strong arms hold her upright, his strong legs, helped her walk, his strong hands wiped her tears, and his sturdy chest grounds her. He grounds her.

He helps her get cleaned up. He helps her get dried off, She fixes her hair. And dots her lips with a soft color tint. She picks out her outfit and sprays her favorite perfume. Her friend and Lindbergh are waiting in the living room when Sabo and Selim emerge together. She wears soft colors and a beautiful shawl Sabo bought for her birthday today. A dark blue laced color that matched her dress wonderfully. The four set out for the day to have lunch and then to walk along a beach shore. They call the strawhats and her brother back, and they all sing happy birthday to her as she hides her face bashfully. The sun begins to set. And they go out to dance. The lights and music soothe her weary soul. Sabo looks absolutely handsome in his blue black suit. He kisses her full of love and adoration as the song ends. And when they walk back to the house. They are greeted with the entire revolutionary army members. All with their own, specially wrapped presents, just for her. Ivankov made a beautiful pink and purple cake. With 27 birthday candles on it, with the words; "Happy Birthday, Millie!"

Gracing the decorated treat. They all sang happy birthday. Selims a giggling mess as Sabo sways side to side with his arm wrapped around her. His voice, a soothing balm, calming her tumultuous waves of pain and anxiety, and washing it all away with just a simple look. His charming smile, makes her heart flutter. She wraps her arms around him as he places many kisses on her face as the song concludes. Everyone's clapping and cheering. And when it was time to blow out her candles. She thinks for a moment.

There's nothing to wish for. She has her friends, all here. Her brother is alive and well and with the strawhats. Luffys is happy, her friend is happy. And Sabo, sweet, caring, funny, darling Sabo. Is right here with her. Her whole world was crashing down when she met him. And he's slowly building her pieces back together again. Even if he doesn't realize it. She smiles and kisses his chest. And blows out her candles. Everyone cheers and claps again. Before music begins to play.

"Thank you, everyone."

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I'm sorry this was sad. I don't know why I'm feeling sad hut here we are. Thank you so much for reading. Have a lovely day/night mootisies.

[chbofficial]

uhh

I found a bag shaped suspiciously like a wine bottle? What am I supposed to do with this

~JJ, cabin 4 🌾

dont tell chiron and drop it off at cabin 12 😁👍

- Pollux Vinicius 🍷

[macaronaka]

"Take me away"

🦚 x 🍷// Aventurine x Valerie (OC)

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I commissioned Aventurine in his new outfit, he slayed it as always 👑

tbh i prefer this fit bcs it makes him looks really prestigious✨ (it's literally still on my mind since the day that trailer dropped)

And lately, I've been dumping some commissioned art on my drive~

I don't have the energy to arrange them into an album yet 💔 but here we go my latest personal favorite piece 🫶

Anyway, i love how the artist draw the expressions exactly as what i think it would became🫰🥹 I commissioned them again to draw with new outfit of Valerie, can't wait for the result!

forever grateful ✨

art by : dems.1749 on twt!

[kitwasheree]

iris lore

[labotor11]

Remora d'Amaronis ✦ Satyr ✦ Charlatan ✦ Great Old One Warlock (Beholder Patron)

A fluffy-eared woman who revels in theatrics, Remora left her former life and responsibilities behind upon encountering her enigmatic patron – a whimsically cheerful Beholder with an insatiable appetite for magical relics. Her days are spent assuming the role of a scholarly wizard, worming herself into unsuspecting adventuring parties in pursuit of her patron's coveted treasures. It's only after the group achieves its quest that she drops her facade, gleefully skipping away with their hard-earned spoils.

don't mind me just showing off ;_; somehow the pink eldritch blast took the longest to figure out

[call-me-resenei]

For Reiji's Birthday!!

Diabolik lovers Characters, who calls it a dick, cock and member.

Calls it a member: Yui, Azusa, Christa, Beatrix

Calls it a dick: Reiji, Kanato, Subaru, Ayato, Kou, Ruki, Laito

Calls it a cock: Laito, Ayato, Subaru, Shu, Reiji, Yuma, Shin, Carla, Cordelia, Karlheinz, Richter

[syunkiss]

everytime someone calls Chuuya a "tsundere" an angel loses its wings

[shouldvediedawhileago]

ART ART ART ART!!!! Venti & Cyrus :3