#*cries in my coffee*

[vieoeil-riae]

playing with his teeth.... like.... he's got FANGS and you, stressed out, isekai'd, and tired to the bone from all the walking you're doing with the destined one, you, poor thing, have veryyyyy little logic left in your head when you guys finally settle down for the night around a fire.

it's not as dark as you'd expect, much differently from your home, the moon and stars shine brightly without the light pollution blocking it and makes his fur shimmer. and you're staring, because you're tired enough you can't help yourself anymore.

you see the way his teeth glint in the firelight when they peek through his lips, a rare sight considering your dear destined one doesn't talk - his open mouth saved almost entirely for the yips and chitters he lets out when he strikes down his enemies. sharp teeth and lithe muscles, an incredible display of prowess.

it also felt.... almost intimate, seeing his teeth as he concentrates on the knots tying things to his belt. his tongue, pink and soft, pressed between two sharp canines in concentration and he hisses every once in a while when his sharp nails don't catch right on the strong threads.

your staring wasn't unnoticed either, the destined one's senses were nothing to sneeze at so of course he figured out you were staring. he'd known for a while now, tonight wasn't the first time you'd let your gaze fall heavy on him, but he'd never let you know he knew - never looked up and met your eyes. subtly he'd stand or sit a little taller, puffing up because even without confronting the feelings, he could recognise he loved your attention on him.

tonight, your gaze felt more.... just more, and it was distracting him from his knots. tonight he looked up and caught the way your eyes, sparkling with firelight, widened as you were caught. a flicker of mischief in him purred at your flushed cheeks.

cheekily, he tilted his head in question.

after months of travel together, of course you knew what his gestures meant. you were pinned by his gaze, by the quirk of his brow and the small amount of teeth you could see through what was almost a smirk.

god he looked good in warm lighting.

you scrambled over your words, "I just- sorry I'm not trying to be rude, honest! I've just never seen teeth like yours and I was wondering if maybe..."

you stared down at your hands and his brow quirked, urging you to continue.

"if maybe I could see them closer..?" you asked with your cheeks flushed red enough for it to be seen through the fire's red hue. you wanted to see him? look at him? get up close?

fizzing pride trilled in his chest and he nodded. your eyebrows raised in surprise and he could almost see the skittish joy in your irises.

you shuffled over, sitting in front of him on your knees with your back to the fire and got impossibly close to his face. he stopped breathing as every sense became focused on you, the twinkle of your eye, the halo the fire cast around you and the gentle hand you - seemingly unknowingly - brought up to his face.

his eyes weren't soft per say, but they were half lidded and warm enough you didn't feel the need to pull your hand off of it's course, reaching to gently press on one of his canines. the rest of your hand cupping his face, fingers sinking into his fur, as your thumb explored the sharp point of enamel.

there was a thrill to it, as plenty docile as the destined one was around you, those teeth were made for ripping flesh apart. he had the complete capacity to take your thumb, already part way in his mouth, off in seconds probably if the speed at which he dispatched yaoguai said anything. but here he was, letting you, proke and prod him, sitting nice and still and following your eyes with his own.

the soft pad of your thumb pressed down on the sharp peak of his tooth, it was ever so slightly blunter than you were anticipating - but still sharp even when the majority of their potential rested in his bite force. you could imagine how easy it would be for him to draw blood with his teeth, it excited you a little - what a quirk of nature to give such a quiet monkey such sharp teeth.

but also you couldn't help but imagine them on you, thinking about the amount of blood a wound by them could cause, about how the light press of them on your shoulder would feel. you swallowed, but pushed the thought aside, shifting in your spot.

the rest of his teeth weren't as sharp, though when you looked back into his eyes as your thumb edged towards the tooth just behind his canine you were met with a heated look. it took you by surprise, too lost in the sharp feeling under your thumb, but you were met with no resistance as your thumb brushed over the duller, but still pointed tip.

curiosity mostly sated, your own tongue running over your teeth out of pure comparison, you pulled away.

your thumb brushed back over his canine, and your breath hitched at the feeling of the flesh of your thumb pad being held between two sharp points, the light friction sending a spike of jittering electricity down your forearm before the sharp, light feeling settled in the space between your thumb and your wrist.

you glanced back up at the destined one's eyes, they regarded you with intense observation, holding your gaze but flickering to chase the twitch in your facial expression.

you noticed it now, your other hand resting on his thigh and the warmth beneath the hand you still had on his jaw and the new pressure as he'd leaned into it. the slow flick of his tail. his blown out pupils.

your cheeks felt like they were on fire and you swallowed.

you pulled back, thumb dragging against the sharp point of his teeth and sending a new fizz of raw feeling down your arm, almost whimpering at the ghost of the feeling of the tip of his tongue following your retreat.

you averted your gaze quickly, not speaking, and he followed your every movement. the shift of your clothes on you and the ever so slight movement of your heart hammering beneath them.

he smiled. small, proud, and mischievous. you were awfully cute when you were bashful, he should bite you more often.

[ceojongho]

[luminous-studiess]

in life updates: decided to enroll in a notoriously difficult class this semester. civil law is my achilles heel, and i also wanted to force myself into better study habits and time management. last week, i took the midterm and braced myself for a fail: despite improvements in the way i prepared for class and spoke during cold calls, i'd still been struggling over the semester. after the exam ended, i went and checked the schedule for dropping classes. one week later. dear reader, i passed.

[maguskaito]

Happy Anniversary and april fools!!!

Thought i'd post this here too for encounter day❤️

[koszmarnybudyn]

Here is the slut.

[taiyami]

Updated Meet the Artist for this year! Hej allihopa! I'm a hobby artist with a severe thrifting problem and can't stop getting anime tattoos.

[fully-automatic-ass]

The obm bros as shit I've done

Lucifer: drunk enough coffee that I felt jittery, dizzy, and nauseous for 12 hours

Mammon: stolen ₹20 (0.24 USD) from my mum's purse (as a six year old)

Leviathan: play obm. Like come on he would

Satan: stayed awake for a full 36 hours (I was too busy reading to sleep)

Asmodeus: Owned a perfume collection

Beelzebub: Eaten a whole ear of corn. I mean all of it, including the insides.

Belphegor: slept for a full 15 hours

[kagemuch]

*ugly crying*

Not me making a cup with Joker/John cuz I’m obsessed so bad 😭😭😭

[oddinary4bts]

i apologize in advance for everyone that will read the one shot i'm about to put out into the world, i have been bawling the whole time i wrote it, it has nothing to do with chasing cars or any of my previous fics, i just saw a reel on instagram about having a lucid dream of someone that died and i had to do it i'm sorry i love y'all it will be heavy and you will cry but i'll be there to dry your tears after <3

[artiststarme]

Everyone needs a good mental breakdown every once in awhile and Eddie Munson is no exception. However, his breakdown didn’t come about because of a parking ticket or breakup. No, he erupted due to a dropped iced coffee and major spillage.

He was getting ready for work one day, as one does, when he went to place his pre-made iced coffee on the table while he rushed around to finish getting ready. Problem was, he miscalculated the placement. Instead of sitting beautifully on the small table, the to-go cup fell horrendously to its side and spilled its contents onto the table’s surface down onto the floor.

For a minute, Eddie could only watch the catastrophe. Then, he jumped into action with screeched curses and thrown towels to mop up the bereaved beverage.

He cried real tears at the missed potential. The color of the coffee was perfect, the ice was pristinely frozen, he knew it would’ve been perfect. As if his day hadn’t already been bad enough with him waking up at the asscrack of dawn to go to work, his coffee had to commit caffeinated suicide too? Fuck!

He stayed curled up on the floor of the kitchen, defeatedly glaring at the mess until he heard the trailer’s door open. When he looked up, he saw Steve with a glorious smile on his face and a fresh iced coffee in hand. It only made Eddie cry more, this time in happiness.

His tears continued even as he guzzled the coffee from his comfy position in Steve’s arms. With the support of his boyfriend and caffeine freshly in his system, he found the strength to pull himself up and go to work. Crisis averted, barely, but averted nonetheless.

[the-kr8tor]

Chapter 15 mood board

Am I using my writing break to look at memes? Yes I am.

We're almost there! Just a few more scenes left ❤️

[maudiemoods]

I knew the nurse on the helpline was gonna tell me to stop drinking coffee but once she actually said it it became real and now I'm sad

[cinamun]

Honestly it brings me so much joy that after Darren and Indya became empty-nesters they just got freakier and started adopting TIGERS!!!

Anyway I love that for them 💞

FRIEND!!! LOOK AT THIS!!!

They said fuck them kids and you love to see it!!!!

[kuromi-hoemie]

age regression is wild

[gravesung]

hoooome! i'm not feeling the greatest emotionally so i might keep off the dash for a bit, just chew on drafts & touch grass (or bake somethin sweet !!) to remind myself that internet social anxiety is natural bc we weren't designed for such constant public interpersonal contact without physical connection JKSDJKDSH mwah mwah. salutes. ON A BETTER NOTE the arcane season 2 trailer has me in SHAMBLES OH MY GODDDDD

[roguelov]

My worst nightmare came true I didn’t hear my alarm and I was late to work