#(Again just a headcannon)

[theecholegend]

Legend but he's a prince and knows fencing because that's what medieval princes did

[afterartist]

Apriltello /neg

2k12 Dee I love u but this was not it

Pushing my rise turts paint their nails the colour of their brothers agenda

Bonus of my fav panels

[ricky-mortis]

I think Dakkar should play that organ while they’re on the Nautilus.

[usagifuyusummer]

Timmy with his found family your honour. *sobs furiously*

[delicioustarong]

My version of a Semi-Human!Bill :3

He's just a silly (evil) guy hellbent in throwing the biggest party in the whole universe. Had fun designing him!

Just Bill 👇

[baggidude]

Spoiler for Venom: The last dance ahead -

So since venom is most likely gonna be in a future spidey film ( Since I think it's implied he's still alive with the cockaroach post credits scene) I'm thinking that once he connects with Peter he'll still do the usual venom things but this time around he will be asking where Eddie is and by the end of the film ( or films ) spidey will help him reunite with Eddie.

[budd-ie]

“Mu Qing is too logical for his own good” is such a real problem that he deals with and as tragic as it makes his life I also think it’s really funny when someone is accusing him of something and instead of telling them to shut up or leave him alone the first thing he does is pull out the 95 fucking theses detailing every single thing wrong with their argument WITH historical evidence and additional considerations from scholarly psychology articles, MLA format works cited and completely annotated. It could use an editor and some bias correction, but he actually makes a pretty good point. anyways tgcf ace attorney au when

[lmanburgseulogy]

Do you think the l’manburg river was just a little bit too shallow. Because when their home was being blown up, they jumped straight for it. The nature of their home was their protection.

The universe must not have loved them too much, though, because when you hope to drown in this water it never worked. When you wish for the current to bring you under so you never have to watch your home be destroyed, no one listens. No matter how loud you shout your prayers, no one can hear you over the booming sound of your defeat.

but you’ll still be reminded of how you’re not a kid anymore because the water barely reaches your waist. Maybe in the past, it would’ve overtaken you. now you’re limbs are too long and your maturity seems to be your downfall.

[akidachi]

i have been rotating them around in my head for months

[hplonesomeart]

Here you go fellow gays enjoy some tranquil scenery with the favorite fruity robot ever. Spend a late night chatting with him on a balcony as the laughter rings out in the air. Can’t quite get any better then this

[kacievvbbbb]

Another way that Mihawk’s perfectionism and obsessiveness rears its head is that he wanted Shanks to love him best.

Realistically in terms of people Shanks was probably all Mihawk had and so by default he loved him best but Shanks has so many people an ever growing list of people that he loves and where does Mihawk fall on that list? It’s easy to belive for a long time that he’s at the top. After all it’s him that Shanks keeps crossing oceans for. It’s him that Shanks comes back to again and again testing steel against steel, skin and skin. And things are good

But then Shanks goes to lay low in a little village in the east blue and meets a little boy.

And Mihawk doesn’t even know that he’s “lost” till it’s too late. Until Shanks has already sacrificed an arm and a hat for that boy and how could Mihawk ever compete with that?

And what’s the point of competing if you can’t win? If you can’t be the best?

So he leaves.

[djadecutie]

Communication~

Im also SO HAPPY for more observant Maryo

[From the Super Mario Stupid Show ep btw]

[bloodandtime]

roommate!eddie pt 2

okay, finally posting part two to this. thanks for your patience on this!! been depressed busy lol also once again if this is bad i simply don’t want to know

cw:  18+ mdni, noncon voyuerism again (it’s still wanted, just not explicitly stated), (m&f) masturbation, wet dreams, accidental boners, eddie’s exasperated, drug usage briefly mentioned (it’s just weed), fem!reader, chubby/plus size reader implied!! um i fink that’s it. let me know if i missed anything. oh this is all in lowercase cause i suck lol this is also not really edited so godspeed to you all 

nothing drastically changed after the first incident. eddie had been more skittish than usual, which is saying something as he is a jumpy little thing to begin with.

he felt guilty for getting off to you getting off and he couldn’t very well tell you that, (well he could, but he doesn’t know he could). eddie could barely look you in the eye the first few days after, avoiding you at every turn. you thought he actually might implode when you ran into him in only a towel. 

he was out when you got in the shower so you didn’t bother with clothes. while there had been no ulterior motives that time, that’s not to say you didn’t start to tease eddie. 

you’d been holding off on jumping his bones because you had wanted to be sure he wanted you. sure, you’d heard him get off at the same time as you but maybe it was a coincidence. 

so when he finally started acting normal about two weeks later you decided to test the waters. 

you started off small. wearing a big shirt and no pants one evening. 

“everything okay?” you asked while floating around the kitchen, making dinner. eddie was frozen in the doorway, just getting home from work. 

you avoid his gaze, butterflies swarming in your stomach, heat in your cheeks. you know you’re right, you know he wants you but that doesn’t fix your insecurities. 

while moving back to the stove you catch eddie shaking his head, as if to wake himself up. his voice soon follows, albeit strained.

“yeah, sweetheart. i’m good.” eddie, was in fact, not good, “whatever you’re making smells great, i’ll be right back.” 

he zooms away so fast you’re surprised you don’t see a smoke outline of him in his wake. 

well, that was either a really great reaction or a terrible one continuing on with dinner, you don’t see eddie again the rest of the night. 

(he’s jerking off, but you don’t know that)

a couple days pass and he hears you get off again. he hasn’t heard you since that first night. He doesn’t know if you haven’t gotten off at all (unlikely) or if maybe it was just a one off thing that he heard you. maybe you usually wait till he’s not home, but he hears you tonight and you’re not exactly quiet about it.

he’s in bed, sat up against your shared wall, hand palming his cock through his boxers as he listens. through the wall you’re moaning so loud your voice rings crystal clear in his ears. he thinks about what you look like when you’re cumming, a sheen to your skin, chest heaving, a slick mess at the apex of your thighs. 

he imagines his cum dripping down your thighs and groans. that image of you is all the motivation he needs to shove his boxers down his thighs and start jerking off. he’s not kind about it, trying to get off at the same time as you. spitting into his hand, he starts a brutal pace, his other hand reaching down to massage his balls. 

as he jerks his cock, he thinks about you on top, the way you’d look holding down his wrists, using him as leverage to grind into him. your tits in his face, the feel of your tummy pressing into him as you lean down to kiss him. he whimpers, feeling himself teetering on the edge.

a high pitched whine reaches his ears from your room and that’s all he needs to fall over, cumming all over his hands and stomach, he works himself through it until he’s whimpering. what he doesn’t know is that you’ve heard him again too. leaning against your shared wall listening to him work his cock. 

you both sit there, in your respective rooms, out of breath and yearning for one another. 

days pass and eddie’s not as openly weird about it this time. he is able to look you in the eye and hold a conversation, which you think means some sort of weird progress. 

it’s finally your day off, and all you have planned to do is absolutely nothing. binging whatever show and lounging on the couch.

to be fair, eddie wasn’t home again so you weren’t originally trying to tempt him, but you did improvise. he comes home to find you asleep on the couch and he thinks he may just actually die. 

you’re passed out on your stomach, one leg hitched up, face squished against the pillow while snoring softly. you’re only wearing a shirt and panties. your shirt rests above the curve of your ass, the soft cotton of your panties on display. 

he comically bites his fist to avoid groaning as he makes his way over to you quiet as eddie can be, to try and rouse you kindly. 

eddie crouches down, knees to chest, his fingertips a breath away from your shoulder when you moan.

he’s immediately frozen again.

this cannot be happening, you cannot be having a wet dream.

your hips start to move as you let out a breathy sigh, grinding down trying to find friction. 

eddie leans his head to his knees and softly sighs, trying so hard to move himself away. leave the room and do the right thing and go. 

but he can’t, not when you look like this, not when you sound like this. so pretty and soft and sweet. so he lifts his head, watches and listens. 

his eyes rake up your body. your doughy thighs on display, and if he moves leans his head just so he sees the bump of your cunt. a gasp escapes him. 

you’re soaked, folds stuck to the fabric. he stares too long, burning the image in his mind. forcing his eyes away, he follows the curves of your body, takes in every inch of flesh exposed by your rucked up shirt. when his gaze follows the slope of your shoulder to your face he inhales sharply. 

your eyes are open, you’ve been watching him watch you.

“eddie,” teasing, voice sticky with sleep “what are you doing?”

he looks down, avoiding your gaze, brain racing to find an excuse. he doesn’t think sorry! was watching you have a wet dream will cut it.

“was just coming over here to wake you up, cause i didn’t want your neck to hurt after sleeping on the couch.” he says all in one breath, nails tapping a rhythm onto the coffee table absentmindedly. his eyes bounce around the room, avoiding. 

you roll over and sit up, legs stretching out in front of you. eddie sits on the ground, between the couch and the coffee table where he still taps a rhythm, facing you. 

“that’s sweet eddie, thank you.” you say, genuinely, smiling. he is kind, even though he’s telling a half truth. 

his eyes flicker back to you at your thanks, the rhythm stops. he follows the curves of your form to your face, once again.

stopping at your thighs squeezing together, to where your belly peaks out from your shirt, soft and plush, to where your tits rest naturally because eddie can’t catch a fucking break.

“so, how was work?” you ask. closing your eyes as you lay back down and stretch out, you softly moan. eddie feels his cock jump, he makes himself turn away.

“oh you know,” he’s can’t look at you, he’s breathless, “same shit, different day.” 

you open your eyes and nudge his shoulder with your knee, his band tee soft against your skin. 

“oh come on, eddie” you tease, “i know you have more to say than that.” 

he can’t help but laugh, meeting your gaze he flushes. 

“i get it. i talk too much.” sighing dramatically as if you’ve fatally wounded him, “i’m sooooo sorry,” he’s all sarcasm.

as he’s talking you lean up, scooting so you’re sitting with your back against the arm of the couch. you let your right leg fall to the floor, your clothed cunt now in eddie’s direct line of sight. he stares, not breathing.

you nudge him with your foot, playing dumb.”really? nothing else? no shitty customers? nothing about your annoying coworkers?” 

eddie scrambles to his feet, hands in front of his crotch, red in the face. “oh that reminds me! i offered to let my coworker borrow a book,” eddie stumbles as he walks backwards to the hall, squawking, he continues, “he closes tonight so i’ll just swing by now.” 

he’s speaking louder now, almost to his room. “i might actually stop by the store too!” there’s shuffling, a loud crash and several fucks! sworn by the time he finally comes back into the living room, book in tow. 

you’ve now pulled a blanket over you, dejected. turning your show back on, you wait for eddie to leave before you move to hide in your room. 

he doesn’t notice the anxious look on your face, so focused on getting out of there before i burst in my pants! 

eddie flies to the door, and tells you to text him if you need anything while he’s out. the door’s not even shut by the time you’re off of the couch, sulking back to your room.

eddie sits in his (newer) van to calm down before he leaves, unable to get the image of you out of his head. crushing on his new roommate was not in his plans. 

 he’s definitely convinced you’re flirting with him though so it’s not one sided, he hopes. he wonders if he should test the waters, see if you actually want him. 

what if you didn’t know your pussy was right in his face? he knows how ridiculous that sounds. 

he doesn’t want to get his hopes up, been the butt of a prank too many times that he catches himself mistrusing his intuition. 

although he’s grown, he can’t always shake his insecurities, but he wants to put himself out there. for you. his mind continues to race as he drives back to work. 

you, on the other hand, were wallowing in bed. you felt like you were being pretty forward. your pussy was in his face for christ’s sake! while the rejection hurts, you’re worried. maybe you  came on too strong? he seems interested in you, he certainly couldn’t take his eyes away from you.

smoking a joint and taking a bath to relax, you plot your next big move. deciding that if he doesn’t make a move this time. you’ll drop it.

[yourdearestaliengerbil]

Places in the Human World That I Feel Like They Would Love

Fandom: Obey me! Shall We Date TW: None Relationships: Satan x GN!Reader, Mammon x GN!Reader, Lucifer x GN!Reader

-Lucifer

Thrift stores

This may seem strange since he seems to prefer more “classy” places but 

It's so vintage and old, that he feels like a kid in a candy store 

He tries to hide his excitement but you can see it in his eyes

He loves these places, he’s almost like an old man and it is so endearing 

You definitely have to look through every single record with him and he’ll always buy a few

Maybe even inviting you to listen to them with him at home

Sometimes you find really weird or funny ones that you like to put on whenever he is stressed to put him in a silly mood (not that he gets in those, or so he claims)

Sometimes the two of you get matching suits from the store

And he pretends to hate it so so much

It's just weird to him, to be wearing a stranger's clothing

But you like it and he likes you

-Mammon

Gas stations

They probably have them in the devildom too but something about those fluorescent lights and bright signs at night in the human world hits differently

The two of you will stop at one of these during a midnight drive to take a slushie break

You'd get your favorite flavor

And he'd want every flavor

And then you'll end up saving yours and drinking most of his after paying

It just tastes better because it's his

And he really doesn't mind sharing his slushy with you, as long as he can have yours in return

By the time the two of you reach the car, you're both left in giddy excitement

And it’s late but you guys dont care, you just sit by the gas pump

You'll laugh and talk and giggle about everything

You two always seem to be in that "honeymoon" stage

And

It’s everything all in one moment

Just the two of you enjoying this moment together, not thinking of anything but how much you love one another

Then when you start driving again, the two of you are screaming your favorite songs to one another, while getting over a brain freeze

-Satan

This one is kind of a given

A Barnes & Noble

Or a 2nd-N-Charles

He loves spending hours with you walking around the store and just 

Reading everything he can get his hands onto 

The amount of books he buys at each visit could definitely fund the store alone for a good few months 

Oh and you know that as soon as the two of you get home he'll want to have a day with you all to himself where you both read aloud to one another

You would stay up for hours on end that night, just trying to get a book read

I like to think that he'd start with the biggest one just so that he has to hear your voice for hours as you sit in-between his lap reading

And when it gets too late and you fall asleep, he'll close the book and tuck you in

[callmeend]

WHITEBOARD (my art + @rqtten-md thank you for letting me cUM)

[buildoblivion]

I think what makes rogue work so well is that 15 is so established as a heart on his sleeve kind of character by now that that of course he can fall in love with the grumpy nerdy bounty hunter in just one night