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[imraespace]

hey um so i cank get ova da ganglish esp da chigiri wan 🥶🙏🙏 min for pt 2???

mor if der r that karasu and ninja gay, it wud be mo fn 🥶🙏🙏💯💯

AGAIN.. WHAT ARE YOU SAYING..

- you're speaking ganglish again!

THIS includes : texts genre: crack NOTE: LMAO THE REBLOGS UNDER THE FIRST ONE WITH PPL WHO DOESNT UNDERSTAND IT BUT STILL LOVE IT IS KILLING ME PART 1

PAIRINGS: KARASU, OTOYA, CHARLES, WC! KUNIGAMI, KAISER, NESS, YUKIMIYA, BAROU

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[akystaracer22]

I kinda feel like writing a funny one shot of post S2 Viktor stuck in league verse (Yes this is inspired by League Viktor getting got by the Arcane rewrite gun rest in piece you will be missed). Poor guy would be so discombobulated by everything.

Why does Jinx look more fucked up than usual?

Why does Warwick have a proper snoot?

Who tf are half these people?

WHY DO I HAVE SONS??? PLURAL???

WHY IS JAYCE A WHITE ASSHOLE NOW???!!!!

I think it'd be funny. Bonus point if he swapped places with League Viktor who's just sipping sweetmilk and taking a vacay while Arcane Jayce frantically tries to get League Viktor back to his world and get his Viktor back.

I also think it'd be funny if when Viktor got back the thing he couldn't let go of as like the absolute worst part of the League timeline was Giopara. Like he just grabs Jayce by the shoulders like:

"Jayce listen to me I just went to the worst timeline ever. Everyone was fucked up, Piltover and Zaun were in a full blown war. Worst of all? You were an insufferable narcissistic asshole and also White."

[witchysolfan]

Add in another layer, even God doesn’t know what’s wrong with him

Even his therapist doesn't know what's wrong with him

[justminjie]

── ★ Pink bows ̟ !!

── enha x f!reader 𝗀enre. fluff, imagines, ot7 work w𝗈𝗋𝖽 count . . . 765 warnings not proofread, kisses, teasing, flirting. // JIJiS NOTE : First post YAYAYTYA!!

[ LiBRARY ]

! feedbacks and reblogs are highly appreciated ! ♡

Lee Heeseung

The delicate pink bow rested lightly around Heeseung’s neck, a playful adornment you’d insisted on. He chuckled softly, fingers grazing the silk ribbon. “You really love marking me as yours, huh?” he teased, pulling you closer on the couch. The two of you had been binge-watching movies, your head on his chest, fiddling with the bow as if it were your new favourite toy. He let you do as you pleased, revelling in the warmth of the moment. When he tilted your chin up for a kiss, he whispered,"Only you could make me look this soft."

Park Jongseong

Jay glanced down at the pink bow tied neatly around his wrist, shaking his head with a smile. “You’re really something else,” he said as you perched on the armrest, watching him strum his guitar. The bows you’d snuck onto his guitar strings earlier swayed with each chord he played. You giggled, admiring how the silky ribbon complimented his movements. “What? It suits you!” you teased. Jay gave in, letting you tie another around his other wrist. His smirk softened as he leaned in, brushing his lips against your forehead. “You’re lucky I love you this much.”

Sim Jaeyun

Jake’s hands were your favorite canvas, and today, they were adorned with small, soft pink bows on his fingers. “Am I your doll now?” he joked, watching you meticulously tie the ribbons. You grinned, admiring your work as you pressed a kiss to the back of his hand. “Maybe. But you’re too pretty not to decorate.” He raised an eyebrow, pulling you closer with one bow-adorned hand. “Pretty, huh? Is this your way of saying you’re obsessed with me?” You rolled your eyes, but your blush gave you away. Jake laughed, wrapping his arms around you, bows and all, sealing the moment with a kiss.

Park Sunghoon

Sunghoon flexed his arm, making the pink bow stretch ever so slightly. “Are you serious?” he asked, though the small smile on his lips betrayed his amusement. You nodded, staring unabashedly at the way his toned biceps made the ribbon look delicate. “It’s for decoration,” you explained, voice teasing. “You should thank me for making you look even better.” He shook his head, tugging you closer until your faces were mere inches apart. “If I look good, it’s only because you’re around,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss you. The bow stayed, his silent acceptance of your little game.

Kim Sunoo

Sunoo’s soft laughter filled the room as you tied another pink bow in his hair. “How many is that now?” he asked, looking up at you with a fond smile. “Just enough to make you look extra cute,” you replied, adjusting one of the clips. His hair, silky and perfect, made the process almost too easy. When you finished, he turned to face you, resting his chin on your lap. “Do I pass the test?” he asked. You nodded, running your fingers through his hair and planting a kiss on his forehead. “Always.”

Yang Jungwon

The pink bow sat snugly around Jungwon’s waist, accentuating his slim frame. He glanced down at it, raising an eyebrow. “Is this your way of saying I have a better waist than you?” he teased. You huffed, poking his side. “It’s not fair how perfect it looks on you!” He laughed, pulling you into a hug, the bow pressing against you. “If it makes you feel better, I’d let you tie a hundred of these if it makes you happy,” he whispered. You melted into his embrace, silently plotting more ways to make him wear bows.

Nishimura Riki

Riki sat cross-legged on the bed, wrapped in layers of pink ribbon like a gift. “This is… excessive,” he said, though his amused grin gave away his true feelings. You stepped back to admire your work, snapping a quick photo. “You’re my masterpiece,” you declared, laughing as he struggled slightly against the silky restraints. “Masterpiece, huh? What do I get for being so patient?” he asked, his voice low and teasing. You leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “Me, obviously.” He smirked, tugging you onto the bed, ribbons forgotten as he pulled you into his arms.

[ominouspuff]

Alt. Ask-game piece for my dear @ghosts-of-rishi

[yeetdeeznuts]

I HATE HATE HATE the Jon Kent Superman comics!!!!!! First of all they had NO reason to age him up other than a reason for him to take up Superman- which by the way was COMPLETELY unnecessary considering the fact that if they really needed a new person to take that role Kon is RIGHT THERE! By aging him up they not only took away what could’ve been years of fun adventures with the super sons but also what could’ve been maybe his own solo run as a young superboy navigating the hero world. They made his friendship with Damian kinda awkward by giving them an age gap and then shoved him into the hands of the nearest journalist! Jon had so much potential that they sucked out of him because they “needed a new Superman” and I HATE IT. They completely took away his fun and unique character traits in order to make him a Clark Kent copy and paste and he deserves better than that. If you couldn’t tell I just read the new Superman and hated it.

[steddieunderdogfics]

heartbeat (increasing heartbeat) by gayjinkies

@gayjinkies

Rating: Explicit

9,596 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Tags: Post-Canon, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Confident Bisexual Steve Harrington, Gay Eddie Munson, Phone Sex, Mutual Masturbation, Mutual Pining, Eddie Munson is a Little Shit, But Steve is well versed in little shits so, JOI - Freeform, Jerk off Instruction, Surprise Dom Steve Harrington, Reluctant Sub Eddie Munson, Humiliation kink, i guess… if ur looking for it, which I always am, seducing via jerk off schedules, Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, One Shot, Requited Unrequited Love, Sexual Tension, they’re both vers because i said so, these boys wanna fuck & get fucked and we should honour that, Dirty Talk, Dom Steve Harrington, Sub Eddie Munson, but very soft and switching, Light Dom/sub, Dom/sub Undertones

Summary:

Steve sighs again, sounds defeated when he replies, “If I hang up, you’re just gonna call back again, aren’t you?” Eddie hums thoughtfully. “Hey, maybe if you tell me what’s got you so on edge, perhaps I’ll take pity on you and call back at a more convenient date and time.” After an almost uncomfortably long pause, Steve says, “Sure, y’know what? Fuck it. You wanna know what I’m doing? Why I’m trying to rush you off the phone?” A beat of silence, and then — “I was jerking off. Okay? And I’d like to get back to it, so if we could wrap this up, that’d be great.” Eddie’s pretty sure his vision whites out. Ears start ringing, fingers go numb. His mouth opens, closes, opens again. Salivary glands kick into overdrive. — Or; Eddie stumbles into the knowledge that Steve Harrington jerks off at the same time every night. He definitely doesn’t exploit that knowledge.

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[vildo]

This is the kinda shit I wanna see Ungoliant do

[breadandbloodybutter]

[luumiinaa]

romantic trip to the bahamas maybe 😂

ᡣ𐭩 is something burning?

you should've known that the minute you walked into your apartment and chenle was staring back at you with an evil grin that he was up to something. to your surprise nothing was broken and no one was harmed, fortunately. but an array of grocery bags were waiting for you in the kitchen. "i may have offered to make a cake for mark's birthday, sorry" the words came out in a jumbled mess but you knew exactly what your boyfriend had just confessed to you. he had just offered to bake knowing that neither of you had any experience with sweets. you both knew your fair share of savory dishes, but sweets had always been something you always bought already made. "um okay, that's fine, we can just order one from that bakery we usually go to and pick it up before the party" but chenle seemed convinced that for some reason you guys had magically become professional bakers, and could make these sweets by hand, by tomorrow morning. "babe, we can do this it's just like flour, eggs, and sugar, leave in the oven and it's done, come on you know we make a great team!" by 'great team' chenle meant that you two were able to build half an ikea bed frame within the span of 5 hours.

still, here you were, standing at your kitchen counter with your excited boyfriend and an array of dessert ingredients spread in front of you. you had pulled up a seemingly simple cake recipe, just a few ingredients and the decoration was up to you. things had started off okay, just mixing a few dry ingredients, and then some wet ingredients. but then, chenle had decided to start acting funny, mixing the ingredients at full force attempting to show you his strength, and the bag of flour had been right near his elbow, wide open. and before you both knew it the flour had fallen onto the floor, white painting your kitchen tiles and the bottom half of your sweats. "zhong chenle i cannot believe you right now, you better clean this up!" but your complaint had fallen onto deaf ears as your now powdery white boyfriend began to laugh his lungs out, falling onto his knees clutching his stomach. you had ignored his cries of laughter putting the batter into a cake pan and shoving it into the oven hoping that this cake wouldn't ruin mark's birthday. you put your hands on your hips looking down at your out of breath boyfriend who sat cross legged on the dirty floor. "babe don't worry, you know i'm gonna clean this up, come here" and before you knew it chenle was pulling you down on to the floor with him, using his hands to lightly powder you with flour. "lay down, we can pretend it's snow and we're at a romantic winter resort" he had forced you to lay next to him now, completely covered in flour. "chenle i will murder you with my bare hands, and we both don't want blood on that cake, let me go" but chenle just giggled dusting your nose off, worried it would get in your nose, "shh shh baby close your eyes and feel the cold winter air"

and thats how you and chenle had fallen asleep on your kitchen floor, flour covering you both from head to toe. your mind clouded with the feeling of a cold winter resort, relaxing outside on the snow next to your boyfriend, and- wait... is something burning?

[imraespace]

EPISODE10- DATING A WHAT IMRAESPACE

A LEAGUE PLAYER! <-PREVIOUS || MASTERLIST || NEXT->

note: YAY ITS FINISHED!!! but i got like 2 bonus eps its gonna be written tho so taglist is still open!!

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[loservillepopulationone]

in which kaito kid gains a cat (pt1-3) (yes we got multipart comic now babyyyy kkekekeke)

[buckevantommy]

buck baking and cooking suspiciously phallic shaped things bc even though he tries to distract himself in the kitchen tommy is still on his mind 😔🍆🥣

[lemondrop-orangetop]

Achilles sat out on the Trojan war because Patroclus got him pregnant, duh.