#( does this need a verse name?

[tilly-tittle]

slightly brighter ver.

[ash-tree-eyes]

Happy birthday, John Doe! I remembered about it way too late and thus only did some very quick and messy art to celebrate.

Featuring a poem about these two idiots by yours truly.

[lover-of-mine]

Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday!

I was tagged by @disasterbuckdiaz @daffi-990 @wikiangela @try-set-me-on-fire @steadfastsaturnsrings thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think the Eddie begins missing scene fic is almost at a point where I can stop writing it, but, to be honest, I don't know because they refuse to do what I want, so I'm just typing things out and hoping this thing is gonna end before I end up writing Eddie showing up at his lawyer's office lol I am having a few moments where I'm like "is this too much for the point in time they are?" but then I remember Eddie gave Buck Christopher after this and Buck was clawing at the mud trying to reach Eddie while screaming his name and I am making the executive decision that even if it is, it just means they won't talk about it, and they really don't talk about it so it's fine lol anyway, have a little bit of Eddie's disconnected thoughts after he made Buck get in the bed with him (I'm trying my hardest not to let Eddie think the word love so I keep having to backtrack his train of thought lol) prev snippet.

"It's okay, it's okay," Buck says, adjusting around in the bed for a few seconds, before turning to his side, tugging lightly on Eddie's arm, and he blindly moves again, chasing the warmth of Buck's chest. He half expected to panic, this isn't something they do, but he's too comfortable to worry. Besides, it's Buck.  Everything about him is familiar. Even if this is something they have never done before. It's just warm.  Buck is warmth. But it's not only heat.  This is… safe? Eddie doesn't know.  And he doesn't have the energy to find out. Or the presence of mind.  He's just letting the feeling wash over him as he drifts off.

No pressure tagging 🩷: @eddiebabygirldiaz @bucks118 @honestlyeddie @watchyourbuck @housewifebuck @giddyupbuck @wildlife4life and anyone else that feels like it!!

[hercarisntyours]

why is making an oc so hard

[huccimermaidshirts]

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[merv606]

Omegaverse Silverusso and Danzen where Alphas Terry and Chozen fuck their omega Daniel in both holes at once in order to trigger a heat and then knock him up. Of course once the heat is triggered, they’ll double stuff his pretty little pussy…

NSFW

They have their omega in Chozen’s lap, his cock already deep inside Daniel’s ass with Terry between his legs, spread wide for the alpha to tease his cock against his pretty pink little omega pussy, his other entrance ready for the taking.

Despite their long years together, it is their first time trying this.

Normally it’s one alpha sliding their cock in after the other pulls out or their omega on his hands and knees, one alpha in his mouth and the other in a hole of their choosing.

Daniel was willing to try this though - an alpha in each hole - desperate for a heat.

Their youngest pup will be looking at colleges soon, and the omega had asked that his alphas get him with child again - one last time.

Not that either would deny their omega such a desirable request.

So he had stopped taking his supplements and birth control. The doctor had warned that due to the amount of time he had been on them, his age, that a heat might not happen, and even if it did, to expect it to be months before his body levelled off from the medication.

The doctor advised that ensuring the omega reached orgasm would help conception and Terry scoffed - as if they didn’t make sure their omega came every time. It was a point of pride how much Daniel loved being dicked down.

Pamphlets on the best positions, advising him to lie still and not move around after the alphas spent in him, and a pregnancy plug, a plug designed to be inserted after the alphas came, to push and trap the sperm against the omega’s womb.

Terry though, did not doubt the omega was still fertile. Their seven pups proved how easily he was bred; how he was literally made for it. Both of them breeding him successfully since he was of legal mating age. The six, including twins, had came within a ten year span, the seventh, Anthony, had been a surprise, the only one with a gap between them.

Now they’re here, working on the eighth. They’ve been stuffing the omega’s cunt nearly night and day but no sighs of a heat.

Neither alpha can take how disappointed their omega is.

Tonight though, after they’re done filling both his pretty holes at once, they know, a heat and a pup will follow.

Rubbing up and down his seam, teasing the head of his cock against the hard nub of the omegan clit, soaking it in his precum before rubbing between his folds, gathering up his slick.

Terry drops to his knees, quickly bringing Daniel off with his mouth, sealing his mouth over the omega’s, feeding him his own release as Terry presses his cock in go their overwhelmed and distracted mate, not stopping until he’s all the way inside.

He goes slow, so the omega can adjust to being so full; fuller than he’s ever been.

Pinned between his alphas, impaled on their cocks, both alphas so damn deep inside him.

Chozen holding his legs open, whispering in his ear about how tight he feels. Tighter than the night they first had him.

After a few starts and stops, Terry slipping out at one point, the omega is so damn wet, they find a rhythm, Chozen’s hands grasping narrow hips, Terry playing with the omega’s soft chest.

The omega is keening, sweat dripping off his forehead, thighs shaking as Terry licks his thumb, bringing it to his throbbing clit, easily bringing the omega off. Sick drips onto the floor, the room is loud with the sound of how wet he is.

Neither of the alphas last long after that, a deep grunt behind him as Chozen’s cock throbs inside his ass, filling him there. Terry giving one final thrust, burying himself deep, warmth blooming as he shoots deep against the omega’s womb, eager to be filled with another pup.

That none of them were able to last long doesn’t matter because it does the trick - Daniel’s heat starts the next day.

And now, both alpha plan to be inside him at the same time again, but this time, it’ll be the one hole - both men filling him where he needs so that they can give him that one last pup.

When Daniel starts throwing up a month after his heat, and the test shows a plus sign, neither alpha is sure who got the job done. Not that it matters. They’ll figure that out once the pup arrives.

A content omega and a pup that is already loved beyond measure. That is truly all that matters to the alphas.

[dutybcrne]

Thinkings thinkings of Fatui!Kaeya have been reawakened in reviewing Arle's teasers/animations

[daughterofsarenrae]

The amazing devil would be so good if they were good

[madrigaljail]

Im sure I already know this but... xalbador ? 👀

Speedrun!verse! That time trans!Bruno had Jose's baby at age twenty! The draft needs fixing because I fucked up the timeline on my own AU but in theory it exists. Word count: 241

[izzysarchivedblogs]

@herbalwarlock rolled an 8 on the die and gets Newark's Vigilante on tonight's MUSE ROUTLETTE

〞THE SOUND OF DIAL UP INTERNET〝 is made from her throat, projected out as she watches him. ❝ YEAH, whatever you just did or said, I did not catch that. ❞

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: March 17

"I Like It" by Cardi B, Bad Bunny, J Balvin

[gregorygerwitz]

Me, holding up my teacher!Leo AU from my aos days next to @kitthekazoo’s teacher!Mouse AUs: oh yeah. it’s all coming together.

[constellationcrowned]

((All signs point to Kariom being a lot like Serban in his youth. Was he a stern kid? Yes. Grumpy? Yes. But he also had fun and was mischievous. He made pinwheels, he wanted to fly kites, he drew and colored in one of Flynn's gardening books (he drew constellations ofc but no doubt other things too) he ate so many cattails by the lake he almost choked to death, he ran around and got into trouble, he tried to make friends, and so on.

It's important to remember that he was a kid and he wasn't always so obsessively driven by his duty---and I mean driven to the point of where he, as an adult, considers all of that stuff as stupid, inconsequential, etc, and prefers not to think on it, driven to the point of self degradation (whether he acknowledges it or not and let's face it; he doesn't), etc, etc---such a severe reaction has to have a cause. Something changed him, something shifted his focus and it was definitely something huge. I imagine it's in part due to whatever happened to the Solomonari and his involvement on top of a variety of other things that built up over time until he could hold nothing else.))

[akkivee]

so in regards to the bat charm, esp in the hella awesome banquet mv!!!!

the tag itself is called ofuda, a protective talisman!!! there are many different types of ofuda (omikuji are also classified as a kind of ofuda for instance) and throughout the hella awesome banquet mv, we do see the bat charm used as said various types!!!!

here in these two shots, we see the bat charm used as a senjafuda!!! senjafuda are these talismans with personalised designs that, once upon a time ago in japan, were passed around in secret councils like trading cards. ofuda typically have a deity written on it to call for luck, wealth, health, whatever said deity presides over. senjafuda, however, tend to have the person’s name on it and when people would go on pilgrimages, they’d stick the senjafuda on temple shrine gates like a very decorative ‘we were here’ tag lol

fits with the journey to hell narrative that seems to be happening in the mv!!!

and this type of ofuda is known as fuin no ofuda!!!! this one is used as a type of seal to keep evil, vengeful spirits enclosed and away from humans. the more powerful the spirit, the more seals are required to contain in the enclosed space. it’s already a little worrisome to see imagery of kuukou getting killed but this puts a evil spirit/vengeful spirit spin on top of it 🤔

[agonizedembrace]

❛ that was a close call, wasn’t it? ❜ - star guardian o7

it was.

there's a breath that escapes evelynn as she steadies herself on the grass, hand reaching for her side that got scrapped earlier. while there's relief in her gaze, there's puzzlement as well as she continues to collect herself. gradually she resumes to a full stand, weary before finally: "i haven't seen you around here before."

ah, so the simplest of 'thank you's are still lost on her it seems. further words linger on her tongue, yet she bites them back. it is easiest to catch onto the other energy that resides within him, the very same she keeps at bay. only to create a further worry of ally or foe?

another breath, this one heavy and she allows herself to transform back. within seconds havu takes to hissing at him and all she can do is narrow her eyes at her companion before shaking her head. "ignore her, she's hungry." a lie, sure, but she'd rather not start on the wrong foot to someone who just about saved her.

"i had expected those.. new guardians to show face," her tone is firm, tentative in whether to trust her gut feeling of 'he's alright'. with a gentle swat, she gets havu to cease and retreat to her bag before shifting her weight with a minor wince. "perhaps though, your sword work proved more beneficial... thank you. i'm evelynn."

[murder-popsicle]

Does Bucky think about her future? Has she thought about what she would want for herself if she felt both mentally and legally free to live her life as she wished to?

ask me anything || always accepting

In her main modern verse, Bucky is actually pretty satisfied with her life. She has friends, people she cares for and trusts – Steve and Sam, Clint, Yelena, Maria, and a few others. She’s reunited with Natasha, whom she loves dearly, and they’re happy together. Her job may be dangerous and messy, but it’s something she’s good at, and it’s a kind of work that her skill set makes her well-suited for. She can do it, so she does, and it spares someone else from having to take care of it. Plus it means she’s doing what she can to stop people who cause harm and pain, and that’s something she believes in – or, as she would put it, You gotta have a purpose in life, right? Otherwise why bother to get outta bed in the mornin’?

It’s not the kind of life she dreamed of having as a child, but any possibility of living those dreams died in 1945. She knows she can’t undo the past. She knows there’s no point in dwelling on what might have been. She’s come to terms that, for the most part, though there are still days when she feels those losses a little more keenly. But that’s life, right? Sometimes the past hurts. But she isn’t going to let that pain poison what she has now. Overall, she would say that she’s content.