#But WHAT THE HELL MATE?

[paleghostinthecorner02]

What the hell is this

Lol, it's so funny that the Symbiotes like a cute song like "The Girl from Ipenema"

Almost as funny as the fact that Miguel is paling around with the guy that used to bully him, sexually assaulted Xina and caused Dana's death. 😐

[technically-human]

St. Hilarion's ghost story

[idontknowwhatimdoing-13]

Charles Rowland really figured out how to friendzone someone and tell them you’re in love with them at the same time.

[domreader-headcannon-scenarios]

I’m not sure if you’re into a/b/o but I think you’ve written stuff about heat in the past but if this ask is too much feel free to delete it.

I don’t know much about a/b/o myself but I’m pretty sure there’s this thing where if the omega isn’t in a good environment then their heat will like shut off or something? But imagine that with the angels of WHB. Like they’ve never had a heat before and then after Christmas and after you touch them for the first time their bodies get confused and think “oh is this a good time” and boom it’s their first heat and they need you to deal with it cause I mean it IS your fault.

Yes I love heats! Heat cycles are hot and cute!🖤🤍

Yeah so irl animals (including humans) will stop going into heat/ovulating, if they aren’t in a safe environment, they won’t have a heat/ovulate and it will continue until they are in a ‘safe’ environment!

So it makes sense since they’ve been at war for hundreds of years, they’ve never even experienced an orgasm, and given their forced to wear cock cages and their body wouldn’t understand why, their bodies assumed they simply have chosen not to ‘mate’ since the environment is unsafe. So once we open the flood gates, their unable to stop their heat cycle, they’ve never felt this kind of pleasure and frustration until they met you.

So once their heat starts, they think you can fix it since YOU started it, that’s only fair right?

-

Intro:

After Christmas the angels were returned to Heaven and exhausted, they just want to sleep. They clean themselves off thinking it’s best to just sleep and not think about it, as every time they think about it, they start getting hard and can’t ignore it…

They try their best and come morning, they are more h*rny then they’ve ever been in their entire life. Nothing is going on in their head except for wanting to find you and make you fix this!

They’d just need to isolate you…the thought of waiting sent a heavy ache between their legs.

They’d just have to go to hell and fetch you…

Gabriel

Cw cock cage, heats, slight kidnapping

-

He hated this…he could barely fly, needing to stop every few minutes to catch his breath. It’s infuriating…all the more reason he needs to find you, he can’t take this! He’s struggling to walk, fly and talk! The entire time his damn dick wouldn’t stay down.

It was so hard to avoid demons too, panting and flapping your wings like a flightless bird leaves him easy to spot, which means he needs to use back streets…which leaves it harder for him to spot you…

It took hours and it was agonizing…as soon as he heard your name, he felt his cock straining and it was horrible, he hurried to the demon he heard your name from…two demons were talking to you and his heart skipped a beat realizing this was the perfect opportunity…even as his mind is foggy and all he can think about it dropping to his knees and begging you for help…

He sees Satan, looking away talking to the little red devil and decides to follow through with his first thoughts…he snuck close to you, grabbed you fast pretending to be playing with you can’t see his face, he took into the sky as fast as he could, barely holding the two of you up. The screams you let out almost has him land to check if he somehow hurt you, but seeing Satan is now looking his way, he decides to keep carrying you, he can’t risk losing you when he’s this close to having you!

He’s holding you tightly and goes higher and higher until you can’t even see the demons below. He groans as you struggle against him. “P-put me down!” You scream, while you’re struggling against him, he whines and is forced to land on what honestly looks look a floating platform, leaving you with nowhere to go.

Gabriel collapses beside you, an arm wrapped around you as he smells you, pressing himself against you with a purr. “I-I’m sorry. Y-you started this, f-fix it and I’ll return you, u-unharmed!” He moans out, rubbing against you, his cock cage snagging on his clothes leading to him undressing in front of you. You’re surprised but you imagine whatever mental state he’s in, he’s past being embarrassed.

“W-what did I start?” You ask and in response he gestures to his straining cock, the cage appearing far too tight…looking like it’s crushing his manhood, it’s dripping so much you could easily make a cup of…well angel cum. “Oh, you…got aroused and came here? I suppose Hell is more accepting of a horny angel-“

Gabriel cries out. “N-no! W-well yes but, it’s hard! It ain’t go down! It feels likes…what you did on Christmas…please just, do that again?” Gabriel pleads, looking to you hopefully, you…recognize the look, you’ve seen it in Satan…you blush and smile.

“You’re in heat, y-you…you’ve never experienced it before?” You ask curiously, you guess maybe…you awoken something in him. “I’ll help…but you’re returning me right afterwards.” You demand, the angel quickly nods, guiding your hand to the cage.

Michael

Cw: cock cages, heats

-

Michael was half limping through Hell…his wings were out, trembling, he didn’t bother hiding them, any demon would recognize him why bother hiding?

He attempts to avoid being seen but doesn’t avoid a few fights trying to find you, thigh it did work in his favor when the commotion brought you, along side Mammon to him. His eyes lock on you in a instant. He abandons the fight and launches himself towards you, even in his clumsy state he avoids getting hit aside by Mammon.

By letting himself slam into you, his two other sets of wings appear a moment later and you are both airborne while he tries to adjust you in his grip like your a squirming dog. He tries to shush you, trying to figure out where he’s going to take you for this…

He ends up deciding…you’re coming with him to Heaven, he lands on a quiet area, that seems more like a side street. He collapses as soon as there’s solid ground beneath you both, he’s considerate enough to land next to you with only an arm around you so he doesn’t crush you.

He grabs you as you try to get up. “N-now…you can help me in peace.” He groans out, letting go of you to unzip his pants, letting his caged cock slip into your vision. You pause, it’s…dripping a lot…almost like he’s setting himself in front of you.

“W-wow…” You murmur, enjoying the sight, though you’ve heard enough from the demons to know clear signs of heat. “So…you’re cage…is in the way. I think taking it off will help but…” You trail off. You only got Rapheal’s off because if a Christmas miracle…

Raphael

Cw: heats, spitting on a d!ck

-

He basically crash lands into Hell, he surprising shows up in the same district as you, though it’s likely because he’d had plenty of time to scent you during the kiss you two shared on Christmas. Raphael feels his body heat up at that memory.

‘I want more of that!’ He hissed to himself, he let any devils see him, he knew the more devils that see him, the odds a king would show would get higher, and with the kings there’s a chance you follow!

Not was flawed logic but he only had your phone number, not an address to look for you and he’s certain a call asking to meet up alone isn’t a good idea!

Or maybe it is but that’s awkward…

Raphael was still trying to figure up how to tell you to help him, he was so hard, it’s basically painful! Yet…it’s kinda of good, as much as he hated the constant arousal, in his own masochist way, he wanted more, but he wanted you before he was overwhelmed.

Raphael hears your voice distinctly over the screams of civilians panicking over an angel walking through the streets, he takes odd into the sky and quickly surveys the surrounding area.

He spots you fast, hiding behind one of the kings subjects, Raphael didn’t bother looking at who it could be, or even which king was after him. The King was between him, the subordinate and you. He just needed to…

Raphael snorted in frustration at the predicament and knowing the king can’t fly, he jolts out of the way, wings beating way harder than they should in his arousal driven state. Once he ‘passes’ the king he suddenly dives and swoops past the demon guarding you, when he grabs you and begins taking into the air, he can hear you panting.

He feels a little bad realizing he knocked the wind out of you from the speed he was going. He will make it up to you later, maybe, but for now he just needs you away from the pesky demons!

By the time he actually lands, you have no idea where you are, it’s like a cove by a forest edge, secluded, silent, no way to get here without flying, so you were trapped with him.

Raphael let’s go of you once he’s on solid ground, letting you stumble away from him while he slowly approaches you like you’re a scared dog. “Calm down, Descendant of Adam. If I had wanted to hurt you I would have dropped you or done worse. J-just deal with…this,” He gestures to the tent in his pants. “And we will be done, alright?”

He says with a blush trying to hide his embarrassment while hoping you will agree. You look between him, the surrounding are and his erection. His clothes aren’t helping him, showing off his body and how excited his is, though you doubt he’s practiced controlling when he gets hard, you doubt he even knows he can do that.

“And if I refuse?” You say, grinning as the angel looked shocked, almost like he didn’t consider you’d say no. “What will you do? You think I’m just gonna jerk you off everytime you get hard?” You sneer. “Do it yourself.”

Raphael’s eyes widen.

“W-wait, that pleasure you gave me…I can experience on my own??” Raphael looked so confused. He quickly undressed and threw his clothes aside. “Show me! Now!”

You laughed and blushed, much to the angels confusion, while he was flustered, naked and rock hard, you were fully clothed, blushing a bit and beyond confused. “Geez…what’s gotten into you silly?”

You playfully teased and looking up at Raphael, it hit you.

He was giving you bedroom eyes, his cock is dripping even though it’s untouched, it looks to be pulsing to the beat of his heart, giving you an idea of how aroused he was.

“Oh, you’re in heat! If…you promise to do what as I say and not hurt me, I’ll help, deal?” Raphael nodded to your rules fast. “Alright. Stay still.” You get up and walk over, waning over, you spit on his cock, earning a whorish moan. His cock bounced upwards like it was begging for more.

You grab his cock with your non dominant hand and lazily stroke his cock, he’s instantly whining, bucking his hips and moaning. He is jumping your hand quite roughly, with a mischievous grin, your free hand reaches down and light squeezes his balls and holds them there so he can’t thrust.

Raphael loudly whines, squirming as you slowly stroke his cock. “See what I’m doing? If you gently rub it like this, it’ll help your aching fade.” You say, grinning as the angel trembled in bless and overstimulation. Poor guy’s cock is sk sensitive!

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

good night and sweet dreams to the best, sexiest, sluttiest, smartest, realest, most based, valid, relatable, girlipop, sympathetic, cunt, fun, cool, feminist, aspirational girlboss character in dead boy detectives: doll spider <3

good night to her and no one else. i hope the rest of y’all have a bad night and terrible dreams.

[monstrousproductions]

Finally finished @thesiltverses. If anyone needs me, I'll be lying face down on the floor and weeping xoxo

[charlesemersonwinchesteriii]

HAPPY GARASHIR MONTH TO ALL WHO CELEBRATE

[blmpff]

OK TAEC YEON for KITTO 02.07.24

[activatebutterflyshield]

I was compelled last night and I’m quite honestly scared of whatever 11:59 PM me intended for those middle sections. At least I still know my colors when sleep deprived, and I’m sure someone else on here can fill the blank spots out better than I can on a full eight hours of shut-eye.

[thebellekeys]

the way those people treat nesta never fails to make me uncomfortable and disappointed

[2af-afterdark]

Son of Hell - Chapter 7 (afab version)

Fandom: What in Hell is Bad? Characters: Minheyok, MC Content: Post-canon, omegaverse, cum drinking, oral sex, heat/mating cycles, Beta/Omega, biting, semi-public sex(?), Minhyeok is soft for Ra-on Word Count: 2,281 A/N: This is a big H-scene of a chapter. There are two version depending on how you image Ra-on. They are functionally the same though.

AMAB version here

Ra-on stared at the glass filled to the brim with Satan's energy – it was cum, but they tried not to think about that; they were married after all and it felt like a form of infidelity to think of the glass in that way. They knew they would need to drink it eventually given that staying in Hell was no simple task for the human body, but…

They looked around the room provided to them by Satan. It had once been all theirs but now they would share it with Minhyeok and Seo-jūn. It was certainly large enough to fit them all.

Minhyeok would of course sleep in their bed, despite Sitri's protests, and Seo-jūn had his own cot that had quickly been acquired on his behalf.

At the moment, Minhyeok was struggling to put him to bed after having to wake him up yet again so he could brush his teeth and change his clothes. It was the perfect distraction for Ra-on to grab the glass and make their way to the bathroom so Minhyeok didn't see them drink it. They didn’t bother to lock the door behind them since they only planned to stay long enough to drink the contents of the glass. After that, they would return to their room and go to bed with Minhyeok.

The taste was bitter on their tongue. As soon as the thick, tangy liquid hit their stomach, a warmth began to flow through them. It crept up their spine and made their neck sweat so much that they had to remove their collar for comfort. A subtle tingling feeling settled at the base of their brain and their cunt felt hot.

They braced themselves against the counter with one hand and, with the other, they started to rub themselves. Rather than relieving the feeling growing inside of them, however, their actions only served to make them hotter. Everything fell away except that growing sensation that wouldn’t be calmed no matter how they tried.

They didn’t know how much time passed, but there was eventually a knock at their door.

“Ra-on?” Even through their scattered thoughts, they recognized Minhyeon’s voice. “Are you okay? You’ve been gone for a while?”

For the first time in they-didn’t-know-how-long, they finally stopped touching themselves. There was something they wanted more just on the other side of the door.

On stumbling legs, they walked over to the door and opened it wide. Black eyes blinked at them in confusion from how suddenly they had answered his call.

They didn’t take heed of his reaction.

“Minheyok,” Ra-on dropped to their knees and whined as they pawed at the hem of his boxers. “You put Seo-jūn to bed, right?”

Their eyes were glazed over.

“Are you in heat?” Minhyeok asked, concerned by their sudden change in demeanor from when he had seen them only minutes ago..

Ra-on didn’t answer, instead nuzzling their cheek against the bulge between his legs and digging their nose into the fabric to breathe in his scent which shot straight to their groin. Their hazy eyes looked up at him pleadingly as they slipped their hand into their pants to rub their lower lips.

Minhyeok blushed as they began to suck at his tip, leaving a wet spot on the front of the fabric. “Not out here. Let's go to the roo-”

He paused, remembering that Seo-jūn was currently asleep in there.

Even if he wasn't, Ra-on protested. “Want you. Now.”

They moved to bite at the elastic band of his boxers and pulled them down with practiced grace to free his half-hard cock.

 He stammered over himself, realizing that he was still technically in the hallway. “Ra-on, we need to move.”

“No one cares,” they said as they began to slurp at the head of his cock, running their tongue over the spots they knew would make him hard. “Need you.”

Minhyeok shook off their dismissive attitude as a consequence of their sudden heat, but he was still uncomfortable with the idea of being so public about their love making. He insisted on privacy of some sort. Given Ra-on's current state, however, he doubted they could last long.

“Let's go in the bathroom,” he suggested, hoping they could at least be patient enough for him to get in and close the door.

They seemed to pout around his cock, but they pulled themselves off of him and quickly backed into the room so he could fit inside.

He sighed with relief that they weren't so far gone as to ignore anything but their own desires.

He stepped into the space they made for him and quickly shut the door. As soon as Ra-on heard him lock it, however, they returned to sucking at him with renewed vigor. Their plush lips wrapped around his shaft, sliding down to his base like they wanted to devour him whole.

Minhyeok's fists balled at his sides. He bit his lip so fiercely that he tasted iron. His eyes shut. He was focused solely on the wet warmth of Ra-on's greedy mouth. Even the world around him faded into nothingness as they sucked at him.

He let them work, speaking only in small phrases as he vacillated between meaningless babbling, shameless praise and desire, and declaring his love for them. He let them do as they wanted with him, using the door he was pinned against as support to keep himself upright as tension built in the pit of his stomach and his legs became shaky.

The only moment he dared to interfere in their work was when he felt something dense growing inside of him, clawing and begging to be set free. He dared not touch them but that did not stop his hips from bucking forward, seeking out the pleasure they willingly offered.

He was almost ashamed at how quickly they made him spill onto their tongue.

Ra-on pulled back. Their hazy eyes flicked up to him, still dancing and swirling with lust. They opened their mouth wide so he could see the puddle of white pooled on their tongue. 

Minhyeok had tried to tell them in the past that they didn't have to swallow it, but they had always insisted. He knew that Ra-on had no choice but to drink it while they were separated, so he didn't want to insist on it now. It was Ra-on who told him that they were ‘tired of trying it secondhand and wanting to taste it from the source’. Now, he dared not deny them. Now, he praised them for it.

“Good job,” he said. “Swallow it for me.”

They closed their mouth and Minhyeok watched as their throat bobbed.

He loved them.

“Minhyeok…” Ra-on whined as their glistening fingers – no doubt their own slick – glided over his now soft cock.

“I need a minute.” It was a fact, but he said it like an apology.

He knew what they wanted, but he couldn’t give it to them right away. That didn't mean he would make them wait though.

He held out his hand to them. “Come here.”

As soon as they grabbed onto him, he lifted them up to standing while he fell to his knees. It was a reversal of their positions. And, just like a proper reversal, he took to performing their role.

Minhyeok wrapped his fingers around the band of their pants and pulled them down. He was greeted by the sight of their panties, a noticeable wet patch soaking through the fabric.

He dared not take them off – they were too beautiful a sight. Instead he hooked his finger under the fabric and pulled them aside so he could kiss their shining lips and suck at their eager bud.

Unlike him, who had kept his hands to himself while being pleasured, Ra-on was quick to bury their hands in his hair and press him against themselves so hard that he couldn't breathe. He didn't mind. Dying between their legs as they came on his tongue would be one of the best ways to go. Though, he knew his ghost would die a second time of shame once it was explained to his family how he passed.

He put such thoughts out of his mind. For the time being, he was enjoying making a mess of his spouse's desperate cunt.

“More,” Ra-on panted as they practically rode his tongue.

He would give them as much as they wanted.

Minhyeok grabbed onto one of their legs and lifted it over his shoulder so they were straddling him. For a brief moment, they were thrown off balance, but they quickly regained it as they tightened their grip on his scalp. Although, it wasn't as quick as it could have been due to the fact that he had not stopped licking the depths of their walls for even a moment. In fact, he explored them even deeper since this position allowed him to.

“More. Don't stop,” Ra-on sang as they humped his face. “Cumming.”

And they trembled as he ate them out through their orgasm. His cock responded in kind, finally growing hard once again.

Ra-on took notice of his current state immediately, eyes growing large and breath heavy as they stared down at the appendage that they wanted so much.

Minhyeok smirked up at them, his lips shining with their wetness. “One moment.”

They whined like a kicked puppy.

He tilted his face up just enough to kiss the spot below their belly, silently promising that they would have what they wanted soon enough.

Minhyeok shifted beneath them, moving from a kneeling position to a sitting one. The tile of the bathroom was cool compared to his burning skin, but he endured the discomfort while he adjusted so that Ra-on would have a place to sit.

Once he was settled, he opened his arms wide to invite Ra-on into his lap.

They fell into his open arms, wrapping their arms around his shoulders to steady themselves as they mindlessly began to rub against his shaft. Their underwear was still pushed to one side as they slid against his length.

He smiled at them and said, “It's all yours.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, they sank themselves onto his hardness. The heat of their walls enveloped him and squeezed down around him.

“My husband,” they groaned as they began to finally ride him.

“I'm right here,” Minhyeok cooed at them. “I have you.”

His voice was gentle where their pace was not. He had only just penetrated them, but they moved on top of him as if it would be the last time they ever touched. Ra-on had always been insatiable when they went into heat.

Minhyeok braced himself for the request he knew would come next.

“Bite me,” Ra-on begged as they held Minhyeok close, nearly crying in need. “Minhyeok. Please.”

He hated this part of their heat. It was a part he would never be able to satisfy, no matter how he tried. Even if he bit them – and he had a few times over the years – it would never take as a claiming mark because he was a beta, but he tried anyway because he hated to watch them cry.

They moaned – deep and loud and lewd – as he sunk his blunt teeth into the side of their neck. He knew it wasn't the exact right place if he were making an authentic claim, but it was the best he could manage at his given angle.

They clenched around him as he bit down, their walls fiercely gripping onto his cock and refusing to let him even move.

“Not enough,” they whined through oncoming sobs. “Harder. Want to be yours.”

He had already broken the skin. If Minhyeok bit any harder there would be the potential of causing real damage. 

“I'm sorry, Ra-on,” he apologized as he licked their wound – something he had once read that alpha do in order to both heal the injury they made and to solidify their new claim. All he could do was apologize.

“Please,” they babbled through the tears that finally began to spill over. They wrapped their arms around the back of his neck to hold him close as they began to ride him faster, hoping that pleasure would somehow sway him. “Pleasepleasepleaseplease.”

But all he could do was apologize. He would never be able to replicate what they were looking for no matter how he tried. Even though he wished he could claim them to make their marriage and bond deeper than a piece of paper and a promise, he knew he couldn’t.

Their crying and begging only got more frantic as they continued to bounce in his lap, attempting to use their body to convince him to do the impossible. 

No matter how many times they had been through this same song and dance over the last four years, it never hurt any less. He hated seeing them cry as they begged him for something he could never give. He loved knowing they wanted it, but despised biology for leaving him unable to provide this one thing for them.

He wished he was an alpha just for them.

As Ra-on rode him at a panicked pace, he grabbed either side of their face to force them to look at him.

Their eyes were bloodshot and swollen.

“We'll do it as much as you want until this passes. Okay?” It was less of a question and more of a promise. After all, he knew that if he couldn’t mark them their heat wouldn't settle down until they were left exhausted.

It was all he could do for them as the tears began to spill over.

[titanofthedepths]

I was talking about this on a call the other day but one of my favorite things about Sea of Thieves is that the characters are allowed to be ugly and so wildly diverse. Even the skeletons are diverse and have compelling and fun designs.

Note that when I say ugly I don’t mean that as a bad thing - I’m a firm believer that ugly doesn’t have to be a bad word, just the same as fat doesn’t have to be. Nobody’s perfect and that’s beautiful etc etc, when I say ugly I mean “not conventionally attractive” and it’s something I wholeheartedly appreciate

Like. Player pirates are randomly generated, which can be frustrating but at the end of the day it’s refreshing to not be able to sit and put together the perfect pirate. There will always be little scars or nicks or features you didn’t choose to place there, but they’re your pirates’ features. Just a couple days ago I realized my pirate has a snake bite on her cheek, and I LOVE that it’s there, though I never would have considered it for her had I been given the option to build her from scratch.

The NPCs, too, are diverse, and allowed to be flawed, and ugly. With their crooked or missing teeth and imperfect proportions and scars and asymmetrical faces - Rare could have very easily chosen to make every last NPC a perfectly pretty face fit for a magazine, and they chose not to. It makes the characters feel a little more real, more like they’re people - I can’t tell you how often I sit and examine the models of NPCs to look at every little detail and just appreciate how imperfect they are.

And like previously stated - and perhaps the thing I appreciate the most - even the skeleton characters are widely varied. Rathbone moves with a hunched posture that hides the fact his frame is fairly small, Grimm is tall and wide in that way that Sea of Thieves builds their fat characters, one of Chi’s horns is growing from her eye socket and she’s lankier than Ruth’s sturdy frame, Horatio has arms that are just a little too long, so on and so forth.

Just… Sure, I don’t by any means love Rare as a company, but the character design we see in Sea of Thieves is some of the best I’ve ever seen. I have a lot of love for this pirate game and the amount of love the design team put into every single character they offer us

[trelinha9]

Erins

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS TIME SKIP?

[sinclarify]

its always 'ily' and never 'iwytltm. yepambm. twnc. yatmipitwtm. aicrstltiilwyb, btnoe, noe, tiwgthf. awglftfowtrm.'

[ilovelumity3000]

Me, trying hard not to get carried away and stay grounded in reality:

"oh, right, Tim Walz isnt the nominne, its still Kamala"

[unopenablebox]

hey you guys want to know about one of the absolute funniest human experiences

being an american, in the us, explaining the wigan kebab to your british coworker who's never heard of this in their life