#COME HOME PLEASE!!!!

[rollinsland]

Who else misses this guy?

and this one

and this one

[indestinatus]

ao3 in the last couple of days

[velkia]

May all Aventurine wanters be Aventurine havers!! 🎟️

[lotus-pear]

i miss them......please come back........please come home :((

[r3nblade]

[zongzhii]

birds are born with no shackles

[cosqf]

kiriona gaia the woman that you are...

[isatartdump]

Slides in with my sifloop since I didn't draw anything else that I am willing to share (gatekeeping my isa and odile drawings forever)

And these stupid little things

[lurukifennecfox]

Gotham was welcoming of Amity Parkers.

not as loving as with her own but she was way more patient with the people of her friend that any other outsiders.

so the people of Amity those Liminal and aware of her tried to pay her kindness back, to a reasonable degree of course but they could help and she let them stay so they did.

Paulina took it upon herself to make a nice place in the fashion district, she sold some charms to help with the curses as much as she could.

Sam being Sam opened a surprisingly Ivy Approved community garden and was very hard to convince not to join the Eco-terrorist but they managed to, thankfully.

the Fentons designed filters to help the 'Parkers but it was good for the city too if too little to do much.

Val hadn't moved here (yet) but she visited often enough and each visit volunteered somewhere.

Gotham grown to adore them almost as their own, she even hid them from the bats for a while to let them settle (and maybe help her more before her Knight inevitably got paranoid)

Gotham laughed when her King stumbled into her Red Knight, you could hear it in subtle ways the sounds of the night flowed just a little too much like a giggle.

Hood did deserve more good things she's proud of herself!

[lucasneate]

it’s argenti day

[wasttelland]

yorick appreciation post

[solemnd]

Tease

Desperate!Vampire!Caitlyn Kiramman x gn!reader

summary: Caitlyn wants— needs to taste you. But you just won't let her.

warning: blood (not that much), suggestive stuff

A/N: apologies if this is... Messy... I haven't wrote in months 🙁

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"Please," she barely whispered, her voice tinged with a soft, desperate whine. Caitlyn's face was buried in the crook of your neck, her breath warm and shivering against your skin. Goosebumps ran down your spine as you felt her inhale deeply, savoring your scent like it was the only thing keeping her going.

She sat comfortably on your lap, her slim frame trembling slightly as your hands wrapped possessively around her waist. You couldn’t help yourself—you loved teasing her. She was so beautiful when she was like this, her usual calm and confident demeanor unraveling into raw need.

You bit your lip as you felt her fangs graze your neck. The sensation was exciting, sending sparks of heat coursing through you. "Cait..." you murmured, feigning a stern tone, though your voice betrayed the slight tremble of excitement.

Caitlyn whimpered, nuzzling deeper into your neck like she was trying to hide her desperation. The corner of your lips tugged upward into a small, knowing smile. You both knew she wouldn’t bite without your permission, and yet you kept up the act, as if she wasn't allowed.

"Darling, please," her voice trembled, the desperation visible now. God, she sounded so gorgeous when she begged for you. "I-I've been good."

Your gaze dropped to meet hers, her light blue eyes shimmering with need. There was no mistaking the silent plea in them, the way they darted to your lips and back to your eyes. Her hips buck against you, pressing into your lower stomach, and you instinctively gripped her waist, pushing her down to keep her still.

A pleased hum escaped your lips as you felt the ghost of her lips brushing your neck. "Need you..." Caitlyn whispered, her voice soft, almost meek, between the kisses she left trailing across your skin. Her fingers dug into your shoulders.

"Do you?" you whispered low into her ear, your breath fanning across her skin. Her back arched slightly, responding to the subtle provocation.

"I do—" she was quick to reply, pulling back just enough to meet your gaze. Her navy hair fell into her face, but it only showed how desperate she is for you. She sighed, and you reached up to gently tuck her hair behind her ear. "You know I do." Your smile only grows.

She leaned into your touch as your hand cupped her cheek, her skin cold but soft beneath your palm. The way she shifted her face, nuzzling into your hand, reminded you of a puppy craving affection. Those twinkling, pleading eyes and the slight pout on her lips were driving you crazy.

Caitlyn's fingers wrapped around your wrist as she turned her head to press a kiss to your palm. Your thumb brushed against her lips, teasing her. When you applied the smallest pressure, her lips opened obediently. You let your thumb trace the edge of her fang, and she whimpered, her chest rising and falling with uneven breaths.

Her lips closed around your thumb, her tongue brushing against it as she sucked lightly. A muffled moan escaped her, and it was clear she wasn’t trying to hide her desperation anymore. Her hunger for you, for the taste of you, was clear as day.

You licked your lips, noting how her brows furrowed, silently asking for permission. The moment you gave a small nod, she acted on pure instinct. Your poor girl just couldn't take it anymore, anyone could tell.

Your thumb slid free from her lips with a soft pop, and in an instant, Caitlyn’s head dipped back into the crook of your neck. A sharp gasp escaped you as her fangs finally sank into your skin.

Caitlyn moaned against you, her hand making its way to the side of your neck. her grip tightening on your neck as she drew deeply. Her hands trembled slightly, as though the taste of you was almost too much to bear. You groaned softly, your own hands moving to steady her, one on her waist, the other brushing through her hair.

"Fuck, Cait," you breathed, feeling her hum in satisfaction as she licked the wound she left behind, pressing tender kisses to the mark like an apology.

When she finally leaned back, the corner of her lips were painted with a trace of your blood, she licked it away slowly, her expression shifting to something sly, almost dangerous.

The mischievous smirk on her lips caught you off guard, her eyes darkened with lust as they locked onto yours. Before you could form a question, she silenced you with her lips crashing against yours.

You loved teasing Caitlyn Kiramman. 

[amosprinz]

[actual-shintaro]

small yuta scribble to celebrate his announcement to be released in phanpara global

[shiny-eyed-corvid]

beach finds this week 🐚

[tubbytarchia]

Shhh he's pining