#DONT ASK ME HOW I DID I JUST DID IT IT WAS HARD

[lacettes]

✩‧₊˚ ' use your words, baby. '

jayce talis x fem!reader - dom!jayce, slight degradation + praise, overstimulation, dacryphilia n size kink if u squint, teasing, vaginal sex,, wrap it b4 u tap it or wtv guys, creampie, sweet and filthy >v<

!! nsfw under the cut, mdni ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

'you gotta say it, sweetheart.'

his voice was low. warm. thick with amusement and heat as it wrapped around you like a slow drag of honey, sticky and sweet.

you were already under him, already trembling, already leaking around his cock where it was buried so deep inside you - but still, it wasn’t enough for him.

'you wanna cum, don't you?'

he murmured, hips rolling into you so slowly it almost hurt.

'feel how wet you are. how tight. fuck - she’s clenching like she’s beggin’ already, and you’re gonna pretend you don’t know what to say?'

your fingers clawed weakly at his back, your thighs shaking where they were hooked over his arms. he had you folded in half, completely pinned, like it was nothing - like he wasn’t six foot something and built like a dream. he was holding you there effortlessly, body carefully curled over yours, lips brushing your cheek as you tried to breathe.

you wanted to say it.

you wanted to beg.

but your throat was tight, the words caught behind your teeth like they were too sinful to speak aloud.

'i- i can't,' you whimpered, face burning as you turned your head away, eyes glossy. jayce stilled for a moment, deep inside you, and then laughed softly. 'yeah, you can, you just dont wanna.'

he pulled back a little - just enough to make you feel the stretch, the way your walls fluttered trying to pull him back in - and then he slammed back in, hard and slow and deep. you cried out, your whole body jolting as your back arched off the bed.

'oh, what was that?' he teased, voice rough. 'was that a sound, baby? thought u were too shy to make those.'

you couldn’t even answer. not with the way he was hitting that spot inside you, over and over, unrelenting and devastatingly slow.

'look at me.' you shook your head. 'c- cant- 's too much -!'

'don't care. look at me, pretty.' his hand caught your jaw, gentle but firm, tilting your face toward him until your watery eyes met his. 'there she is. that's it, my good girl.'

you whimpered, blinking up at him like you didn’t know if you were about to sob or scream.

'feel what you're doing to me?' he asked, voice low and hot against your mouth. 'christ- milking me, baby. you want me to fill you up that bad, mm? want me to fuck you stupid?'

a sob left your throat.

'cmon, use your words,' he murmured, slowing down again; grinding deep inside you, dragging it out, making your whole body tremble. 'say you want me to cum inside. say it, beautiful.'

you tried. really, you did.

but all that came out was a broken little 'please,'

he chuckled, dark and fond, and kissed your cheek, your temple, your lips. 'my poor baby,' he cooed, 'too shy to talk, but not too shy to take this cock, hm?'

you moaned helplessly, and he started fucking into you harder - faster now, but still controlled, every thrust a slow burn that built the pressure until your toes curled and your fingers dug into his shoulders.

'bet you could cum just from this,' he said, grinning as you clenched around him. 'just from how deep i am. fuck, you’re takin’ me so good, sweetheart - so tight f'me.'

your breath hitched. your hands reached up to grip at his biceps like you were drowning. 'j- jayce !'

'mm? finally gonna say what you need?'

you blinked up at him, lips trembling, and whispered:

'need you to cum inside… p-please, need it,' and god, the way he groaned when you said it - like it knocked the breath out of him.

'fuck, there's my girl.' he growled. 'see? wasn't so hard.'

his pace stuttered. rougher now, more desperate, like your words broke something in him. your back arched again, clinging to him like your life depended on it.

'gonna cum with me, yeah?' he panted, slamming into you, fucking you so deep it made your vision blur. 'gonna cream all over me while i fill this sweet little pussy up? that what you want?'

'yesyesyes -!' you sobbed, tears slipping down your cheeks. 'need it so bad- wan' be full,'

'you're gonna be full, baby,' he promised, voice ragged as he bottomed out and stayed there. 'gonna fill you up so good. you'll be dripping for hours.'

you came with a cry, whole body locking up as your orgasm crashed over you like a wave. jayce wasn’t far behind, groaning deep in his chest as he pressed you down, hips grinding into yours as he emptied inside you, cock twitching as he spilled everything into your soft, wet heat.

you were both shaking when it was over - your legs still wrapped around him, your breath hitching in little sobs as he brushed your hair back and kissed your cheeks, your tears.

'mm.. there she is.' he murmured. 'my angel. you did so good.' you nuzzled into him, body limp and trembling, too spent to speak.

'still shy after all of this, huh?' he teased softly. 'that’s okay. i’ll keep gettin’ those pretty words out of you. one way or another.'

‧₊˚ should i write ab college professor!jayce or college professor!viktor next? need more ideas >< - cooking up another simon fic thou, soon ♡

[ashthesalamipiece]

hey ash can i please request soemthing? a katsuki bakugo x female reader they are married and reader is like extremely weak? like physically and she got pregnant-a high risk one the type where the doctor would say to consider a abortion? something like that? you dont have to do this Just a request from a fellow follower love your works they are chaotic and love them :)

Hii mll♡

Of you can request anything I appreciate ittt♡

I hope this is up to your expectations♡

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"Stronger Than You Know"

Bakugo had never imagined himself the marrying type—at least not back when he was the hotheaded teen with a short fuse and a tunnel vision for victory. But somehow, you had wormed your way into his life with gentle hands and soft words, the exact opposite of everything he used to think he needed.

He used to think strength was everything.

But then he married you.

You weren’t strong like him. Not in the way that counted for most people. Your body was fragile, your energy limited, and your constitution was nothing short of worrying. Some days, he’d carry you from the bed to the couch because your muscles trembled too much. He always did it without complaint, though he grumbled under his breath just to keep up appearances. You’d laugh and call him a softie, and he’d call you a brat.

But he never once resented it. Not once.

Because you were the only one who could make him feel calm. Needed. Loved.

So when you told him you were pregnant, his reaction was… complicated.

He stared at you for a full minute before the words even processed. You were sitting on the couch in one of his old shirts, fingers wringing the hem, face pale and eyes a little wet. You’d looked scared—not of him, but for yourself. For the tiny, forming life inside of you.

And he felt like the ground tilted beneath him.

You were already so delicate. The idea of you carrying a child—his child—through nine months of hellish strain made his stomach twist in fear.

Of course, the hospital visit only made things worse.

“The pregnancy is high-risk,” the doctor said, voice carefully neutral. “Your body might not handle it. If complications arise, it could be fatal… for both of you.”

You’d gripped Bakugo’s hand then. He could still feel how cold your fingers were. The doctor kept talking, listing options, risks, and the word he hated more than anything in that moment: abortion.

Bakugo didn't speak. He didn’t trust himself to.

The moment you two left the office, you waited until you were in the safety of his car to finally whisper, “Katsuki… what should we do?”

He didn’t answer right away. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel.

“Do you… want to keep it?” he finally asked, voice low.

You nodded, tears slipping down your cheeks. “I want to try. Even if I’m scared.”

He looked at you for a long time. Your face was full of fear and hope, all tangled together. You weren’t strong—at least not in the way people measured it. But he had never seen someone braver.

“You’re not doing this alone,” he said, turning fully to face you. “If we’re doing this, we’re doing it together. I’ll be there for every damn second.”

You gave him a watery smile, and he kissed you before you could say anything else.

---

The following months were hard.

You were in and out of the hospital more times than either of you could count. Bakugo adjusted his patrol schedule, sometimes canceling it altogether just to sit beside you during check-ups. The staff got used to seeing the pro hero sitting with you, his scarred hands cradling yours, whispering quiet reassurances that didn’t match his usual brash image.

There were nights he’d sit beside your bed, wide awake while you slept restlessly. He’d talk to your belly when you were too tired to stay conscious, his voice low and steady.

“Your mom’s the toughest damn person I know, you hear me?” he’d mutter, fingers gently tracing circles on your skin. “She’s stronger than any hero out there.”

Sometimes the fear crept in.

Like when you collapsed while walking across the kitchen.

Or when the doctors said your blood pressure was too high again.

Or when they prepared an emergency bag “just in case.”

But you always pulled through. Even when your body screamed and the world felt like it was stacked against you, you kept going.

Because you had a reason now. A heartbeat you heard on fuzzy monitors. A future wrapped in warmth and baby clothes folded neatly in drawers. And Katsuki’s hand, always there. Always strong. Always steady.

---

The birth wasn’t easy. It was a blur of beeping machines, sterile white lights, and a level of panic Katsuki never wanted to experience again.

They rushed you in after you started bleeding—too much, too fast.

He wasn’t allowed in the OR.

He punched a wall.

Paced like a caged animal.

Nearly lost it when a nurse asked him to “stay calm.”

But then—

A baby’s cry.

And the nurse came out.

“A girl,” she said. “She’s healthy. And your wife… she made it. She’s going to be okay.”

Bakugo didn’t remember sitting down, but he did.

Didn’t remember the tears, but they came.

When they let him in, you were pale, exhausted, barely awake—but smiling. And in your arms was the tiniest, angriest baby he had ever seen.

“She’s got your scowl,” you whispered hoarsely.

He looked down at the two of you—his whole world in one hospital bed—and something in him broke open.

He kissed your forehead.

“You scared the shit out of me, idiot.”

You laughed weakly. “Worth it?”

He looked at the baby again, who had just punched the air in protest.

“Yeah,” he said softly. “Yeah, it was.”

[kxsagi]

Hellooo !! I am a newbie around your blog but i loved your writings so i wanted to ask for sth myself aswell. If youre uncomfy with the scenario or dont have time , you can skip this...🩵

Can i ask for a Shidou fic where the reader is a ring fighter ? We know how he tends to get violent and for the scenario , sth happens and he gets physical as always but he is in the wrong. So the reader -his gf- stops the fight and *kindly* beats him up for being too problematic when he is the one at fault. Thats how he learns about her being a fighter and then he is like "that was hot 🥵"

(I def imagine him having the exact same reaction if he ever happens to have a gf who fights well lol)

“𝐰𝐚𝐡𝐡𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞 (𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧)”

a/n: FIRST PART OF THE TITLE IS A JOKE

also the header image is from a kdrama called "my name" REWATCHED IT TWICE CUZ THE FEMALE MC ATE SO HARD (HAN SO HEE ILY)

you knew dating shidou ryusei came with side effects. 

like the fact that you could never take him anywhere without him turning it into a wrestling match with someone who looked at him wrong. or the fact that the phrase “it wasn’t that deep” didn’t exist in his vocabulary. or how the last time you brought him to a kickboxing gym, he tried to suplex a guy because “he was breathing with attitude.” 

but this time? he really crossed the line. 

some guy had bumped into him at a food stall. didn’t even spill anything. apologized and everything. but shidou? nah. your lovely, slightly rabid boyfriend decided that was personal disrespect and squared up like it was a street fighter arcade. 

“RYUSEI!” you screamed across the crowd, pushing your way through the chaos. by the time you reached him, he had already yanked the poor dude by the collar, eyes glowing like he was auditioning for a villain role. 

“say sorry like you mean it, punk,” he growled. 

“he already did, dumbass!” you got between them, hands firm on his chest. “let go.” 

“nah babe, i’m teaching him a lesson. no one disrespects me and walks –” 

and that’s when you did it. 

a quick hook to his jaw. not too hard, just enough to snap his head to the side and drop his grip. the entire crowd gasped. shidou stumbled back, eyes wide and a slow, amused smile crawling up his face. 

“… what the hell was that?” he asked, sounding a little too delighted. 

you cracked your neck. rolled your shoulders. stepped into stance like the ring had materialized right under your feet. 

“you wanna act like a rabid animal?” you said calmly. “cool. then i’ll put you down like one.” 

he lunged, instinctively, more playful than serious, but you side-stepped, grabbed his wrist, and spun him around in a clean takedown. his back hit the pavement. hard. 

“oh fuck –” he wheezed. 

you sat on his chest, pinning him with one hand and brushing your hair back with the other. people had started recording. some were cheering. the guy he was about to punch earlier just slowly backed away into the crowd, like nope, not my circus anymore. 

“ryusei,” you said sweetly. “you done?” 

he blinked up at you. his lip was bleeding a little. there was actual sparkle in his eyes. 

“… you’re a fighter,” he whispered, stunned. 

“no shit,” you muttered. 

“you fought me.” 

“because you were being stupid.” 

“… and you won.” 

you stared at him. “are you… are you turned on right now?” 

he grinned, eyes still dazed. “babe, that was the hottest thing i’ve ever seen in my life.” 

you sighed, finally letting him go. “you’re insufferable.” 

he sat up, laughing, wiping blood from his lip like it was a souvenir. “i think i just fell in love again.” 

“you’re such a menace.” 

“no, but seriously, why didn’t you tell me you could do that?” he asked, jogging after you like a puppy as you walked away from the scene. “you took me down like it was nothing, that was so badass. do you do flips too? do you have a cool fight name? wait, do you do like, underground matches where there’s a bell and everything?” 

“ryusei –” 

“please tell me you’ll chokehold me again sometime.” 

you stopped walking. turned slowly. and in the most threateningly gentle voice possible, you whispered: 

“only if you start another fight in public again.” 

he raised both hands. “say less.” 

and that was the day shidou ryusei learned three things: 

your left hook is a warning. 

your takedown is a promise. 

he’s definitely into girls who can kick his ass. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[animeshotsh]

Explosive At first sight | White Rabbit x Fem!Reader |

Canon violence - White Rabbit full Demon Form - Darkcom sucks - Love at first sight-

Maybe you have a complex savior or you just are stupid. Whatever it is, it made Rabbit fall hard.

You see. You are just a human. A worker who lives her days hating the system and balancing bills and personal fun.

The subscription to your favorite streaming platform and that limited skin wont be buying alone. And also you saw a new shirt and your fridge its empy.

So yes. You are just going around looking down at your phone so intense that you fail to notice the clear battle between Darkcom and a full Rabbit.

Oh and you did not see the Demons running towards the portal.

Not until one young one crashes with you (it lost its parents in the chaos) and now you have a young Demon looking up at you almost crying.

However instead of screaming or attacking it you take it in your arms and basically run towards the older looking ones because....thats their kid right ? And you dont trust Darkcom who are screaming from behind you to let the Demon down or they will open fire at you too.

Excusme, too? The fuckers are killing kids?

Yes, big NOPE from you and a middle finger as you move faster towards some confused Demons and a equal confused and not trusting Rabbit who demands you give him the kid.

And you do. You even take a bullet for the Rabbit and the kid. It hurts like hell and for a moment you do think you will die.

But since your blood its non Demon the bullet does not explote!!

Something snaps inside the white Rabbit who tells the remaining Malakians to go as he fires a Canon and sees all explote. The smoke that stays behind its a good cover for him and when he sees you all scared and bloody.

He knows Darkcom Will see you as someone who cares for Demons so they will hunt you and torture you.

So he scopes you in his arms saying something off "A gentlemen never leaves a Lady behind" and jumps over the portal.

Of course you pass out and its Rabbit who patches you while him and the rest stay in Hell at least in a zone where you can breath.

And the young Malakian its your fan. The little kid keeps coming to your room to read to you. Even if you never respond.

The day you wake up Rabbit its there in a second. His ears picked the screams from you. He tries his best to calm you down and to explain whats going on.

So, long story short. Since you protected a Demon the humans now sees you as a criminal and you have no place back at your home.

He will ask you why you helped (with a critical eye) and after you say you cant let a young kid get hurt (and you also give him some comeback on why he helped you) the two of you end in terms of...its not friendship yet. More like: I gotta deal with you and you with me.

You end being the nanny of the young Malakians along side other ones. Even if you sometimes dont get their jokes and you end being the joke.

The young one you saved loves you. Turns out its parents died and now it sees you and its mom.

Cut to moments of you and it doing things together like reading, it explaining something from hell to you. Or how to hide from a big Demon.

BRINGS YOU ROCKS !! The little baby wants to reciprocate the care you have give it.

And while you do not notice it. The White Rabbit sees all of this from the start and ends slowly falling for you from afar.

He hates humans but you act like no one of the scum from Darkcom so he allows himself to fall for you. He starts to appear close to you. Keeps an eye on you but in a way thats caring and soft. His own heart beats faster when you say to him some word in his original language and has to turn away to hide his face when you ask him to touch his ears (a moment of too much trust).

You also end being a big help for his experiments since you ended bringing your phone with you and after some charging the white Rabbit its able to use it as some batery.

He ends learning things from you from it. Like how you liked animals or hated things from the human realm. He ends finding out a rant note of you towards your Boss and he cant help but imagine you as one of these small demons that puffs their fur out to look scary.

The day things end out of the bag its when you two are having a calm afternoon while drinking tea and the young Malakians comes calling you mom then looking at him and calling him dad.

.....And when no one responds the young one just points out all the signs both from Demon culture and human culture.

Its akward for a few days till you two end being adults and talk it out.

BOOM its terrible on both ends but you two do like each other so now he is your boyfriend while he calls you mate.

All the Malakian woman congratulating you and also asking when you two will produce offspring...

And Rabbit its away but cant ignore it because he ears all. And now he cant stop thinking about it...

Give him some time and he will end giving you some babies of your own.

[luigilore]

you had enough. there was only so much you could endure. you loved him so much, but it was clear his love didn't extend the same way back to you. you decided to end it after a year. winter break of your 4th year to be exact. it was by far the most emotionally taxing relationship you had ever been in. you had him blocked on everything. imessage, instagram, snapchat, facebook, twitter, your fucking upenn email address. everything. you deserved better, you told yourself. it was hard to distance yourself from someone who played a huge role in your life and was so heavily involved in your social circle. he tried to reach out, of course he did. but you were done. done with the mixed signals. done with the lies. done with feeling like you’d never be enough. it was hard, but it was for the best. you told yourself it would be the last time on a number of occasions, but you always went back. he would come to your house with pre rolls, you two would avoid the issue, get high, have sex, he would be gone again, and pull the same shit again. an endless loop. it would be impossible to ignore him. he was always right there, at every function, get-together, frat party… always there, always staring with the same look in his eyes. other men knew not to talk to you out of respect for some bullshit bro code over a man who refused to even label your relationship. luigi ruined your life. you were going 2 months strong no-contact, successfully shutting down every possible route luigi took to try and get back with you. 

sophie had been at brian’s that night, and you were working to finish a thesis. frantic banging on your door startled you. you shuffled out of bed and opened the door to your dorm to find him. dishevelled - rough looking. his eyes had a red gleam to them, but it wasn’t weed. you know your boy. “i’m so fucking sorry. i love you so fucking much and i dont deserve you—” “what do you want, luigi?” you cut him off. “please baby, just hear me out. i cant fucking live without you.” he jumbles his words together, frantically. “no. you don’t get to come and ruin my life every chance you get. i said i’m done. fuck you, luigi. leave me alone.” you scream at him. silence fills the space and a pang of regret hits you after. the look on his face killed you. “i’m sorry. i understand. please know how much i love you.” he says with teary eyes as he turns to walk away. “wait.” you call out. he turns around. “come in. you have 10 minutes.”

10 minutes turned into 3 hours. tears, apologies, and i love you’s. from both sides. luigi tells you everything. his health struggles, family life, his pressures. everything. you finally understand his mind & motives. he tells you he wants to make it official, you tell him you need time. time to figure everything out, and decide if he even deserved to be back in your life. he said he understood, and left with a hug. life moved on after that. luigi remained a constant. walking you to and from class, helping you with your homework, and free weed of course. you still loved him, no matter what. time heals all, as they say. by the time spring break rolled around, you and luigi had another sit down. you told him you were ready. you also gave him a list of conditions, and told him if he broke any, you wouldn't hesitate to leave. for good. he said he understood. the first kiss after was unforgettable. so many unspoken emotions in one action. you broke the news to your friends after, they were all so happy for you two. luigi proved to be the best boyfriend ever, defying all your expectations. graduation came soon after. your group had a celebratory smoke sesh. you sat comfy in luigi’s lap, excited to build a future with the man you loved so much.

-gymrat anon <33

omg omg thank you for blessing us with this saga 😫 love this dynamic sm like

blocking him on the upenn email address STOP after u get an email from lnm98@upenn.edu asking if u guys can just talk that day after he holds his ta office hours lmfao  

every time he’d come over he’d tell u it would really be different this time asking “why don't u believe me” w/ his full chest and ur just like uhhh “why would I?”

“other men knew not to talk to you out of respect for some bullshit bro code over a man who refused to even label your relationship.” UMMMMMMM just the idea of a guy trying to flirt w u at a party and lu is staring u down a few feet away and the guy is like "uhhh do u know him?"

when he finally shows up at ur apartment in the early hours of the morning, u want to shut the door in his face but ur starting to get upset and louder and u dont want ur neighbors to wake up so u pull him in

and when he takes his hood off u can see how messy his hair is, how his eyes are red with dark circles underneath, his jawline sharper...

and he hoarsely opens up to u like just spills out of him he tells u abt all the treatments and doctors appointments he's secretly been to, how graduation, getting his masters, and job hunting were all culminating to make him retreat entirely into himself

after ur early morning talk u guys have of a weird but needed and nice vibe of just being friends in a way you never really had been before, rebuilding trust etc

omg omg wait during spring break imagine going on a trip with ur friend group and sitting out by the beach alone at night as the sun begins to set and that's when u tell him ur ready??!!! 

the sex that night too… stfu 

AND GRADUATION... throwing ur caps in the air together during the ceremony, all the like official coupley things like pictures ur parents insist on taking arghhh

omg and he'd tell u the most ridiculously romantic shit when he's high too just no filter and incredibly earnest making u melt ughghh

[thereweredragonshere]

Howdy! More on the How To Draw Your Night Fury series...

This ones yet another major road block I've encountered (tho it feels like everything i draw is just one roadblock after another but thats besides the point)

The wings (shoulders? Shoulder arms? I dont know what to call them, the appendage that makes up the wing) and how they attach to the body!

1. Do the wing arms attach flat with back, or just below it? Ie is it flush with the back?

2. Where they wings attach to the body doesn't look to be flush with the back either. Is it? Or does it attach below the back/spine? The back seems to rise above where the wings attach

General advice on the wings (how the attach to the body and such) is also appreciated!!

I dont know what the etiquette on sending images in asks is (whether in the ask or send a dm or whatever), so my apologies if this is not something people do!

But here's a drawing I did of Svea (a Night Fury oc of mine) which used the line of action technique

There's problems with it and I think I know where. You can dissasemble this if you like, I appreciate any and all advice! But this is where a lot of my problems with the back and shoulder/wing are most visible!! Figured it might be a useful guide to illustrate the issue

Hiya! Sorry this one took me a while to get to also lmao

In the image you sent, the wings look generally fine to me! I think the issue you’re having there is the perspective is ever so slightly off

The angle you’re going for would only have one wing-arm completely visible, as yes, the back does rise slightly above where the wings join.

In general, the wings do attach to the very top of the body. The spine rises ever so slightly above the membrane of the wings.

This might better illustrate what I mean. The membrane of the wings have a tiny bit of the back coming over them, basically just the spine and nothing else. Whereas the actual arm of the wing attaches directly at the shoulder, and is in line with the body, even going slightly above the back when in a resting stance

Something else to remember- Toothless has massive and strong wings. There is a LOT of muscle connecting them to his shoulders, that extends down to just behind his front legs and onto the flat area of his back. Dude is POWERFUL

I remember something that I used to struggle with is thinking of the wings as a separate entity to tag on instead of actually being apart of him. The wings bend and move along side the body. They are sleek and fast like the rest of toothless.

Sorry if this one’s a little more lacking in information. It can often be hard to put things into words, but if you’d like further clarification on things do feel free to ask some more questions! (When my inbox is back open lmao)

[griffenz-cave]

The long way

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Spite & rook

Crack-fic| cooking| fluff| pb&j the looong way| dont take this seriously| 

Rook walks into the kitchen late at night? Early morning? Time works differently in the fade all he knows is that its an odd time so he's trying to be quite. A hopefully sleeping lucanis is in the next room and everything sounds thunderus as a very hungry rook looks for a snack. 

"Maker a sandwich sounds amazing" Rook mumbles to himself, the only problem with that is lucanis decided to sleep in the pantery. The pantry of all places. It appears like the tired man is finally getting some rest so going into said pantry was not an option.  However it did look like someone left some sort of jelly on the counter and with a sniff of another jar rook discovered some peanut butter.  "Looks like Taash was up snacking again, they are just plain awful at putting things away im surprised lu hasn't had an aneurysm yet." 

Slowly the door to the pantry creeks open and rooks shoulders tense "Rook."

 "speak of the devil, sorry for waking you"

When Rook looks over his shoulder, he sees a pair of bright purple eyes glowing back at him "Oh! Spite hello!" Spite smells the air suspiciously 

    "What are you Doing? Smells. like-" 

    "Strawberry...  jelly? Jam? And uh peanut butter I think. Im making a sandwich, actually since you’re up, can you grab me some bread from the pantry?" Spite grumbles but does turn around and grab some bread. However, the loaf he walks out with is ridiculously long. 

    "Use. This!" spite thrust a loaf into Rook’s hands. Rook chuckles fondly at the spirit. "Spite this is so fucking long?? Why do we have this??" Spite smiles and shrugs "That is not an answer!" Rook struggles to get a word in with how hard he has begun to laugh. 

"Spite! I simply cannot use this!" Spite frowns at that, Rook begins to make his way back to the pantry "Im getting a different loaf" Spite steps in front of rook 

  "No. Fun!" Rook is deeply 'offended' at this statement gasping dramatically and clutching his chest 

   "Me? Rook Laidir? Unfun? That cannot do..." He stops and thinks for a moment "Shit peanut butter and jelly the long way it is!" Rook walks back to the counter as spite cheers. 

The two divide the work Rook on the jelly side and Spite on the peanut side. After a couple of minutes the two are finally done,  With a sigh Rook looks at spite "There, one stupidly long peanut butter and jelly. You happy?" 

  "Yes!" 

   "Good! Cause your going to help me eat it," Rook turns away looking for the best way to attack this beast and a light grumbling can be heard behind him. 

    "I- What are you doing" as lucanis asks that very good question Rook stiffens 

      "I was uh, hungry so i made a samwich"

       "And spite, what? Helped you?" 

crack fic idea! spite and rook make peanut butter and jelly the long way at a very random ass time, and then Lucanis wakes up he’s like "what are you doing in MY kitchen" and rook’s just trying to eat it lying on their stomach

[art-the-f-up]

hear me out... what if...

(I'm tired but I'll provide more context in a reblog later)

[sonknuxadow]

its so frustrating how a lot of scu fans cant handle other sonic fans not having the exact same taste in sonic media that they do. like i feel like you can say something negative about literally any other sonic media on here and people generally wouldnt care that much but the second you say anything less than positive about the movies people start getting all weird about it and trying to argue with you ive had it happen to me and seen it happen to others as well .... like the sonic franchise is very big and has many different media types and writing styles not everyone is going to uncritically love everything. get over it ? im not trying to be mean but idk what else to tell you

[tubbytarchia]

gg buddy am I right (ethubs doodle that I don't know what to do with)

[wackywatchdotcom]

ive posted so much every single day on this blog for weeks now i feel weird having barely posted today . ive been busy but uhhh heres a random image i never posted from my tadc art folder?

[every-sanji]

[gomzdrawfr]

22. Give us a headcanon for Soap!

[ask game]

(thank you for pasting the question)

Contrary to popular theory, I don't think Soap has sisters or comes from a big family. I like to think he too has a rough family history and wanted to be out of it as soon as he can, kind of similar to what I thought about for Price.

I feel like Soap is terrified of becoming a failure like the people he came from, the kind of failure that just festers in small towns and not the kind that makes it to the news. He doesn't want to rot in a cycle of bitterness, of living the way like everyone does, easily forgotten and living a mould that felt more like a jail than a path to normalcy.

[clergynonman]

Babes never kill yourselves can't believe I ever was suicidal. I got the peak femme experience this weekend. 🥺🌸🌸

Had a date with a hot butch i had been texting on saturday night it went so fkn well can't get them out of my head. They lent me their sweater when I got cold and held my thigh the whole time I feel naked without their hand there. Walked me home and we made out on my doorstep. They told me to keep the sweater it smells so fucking good omfgggg.

THENN sunday I wake up from the best sleep of my life to a good morning beautiful xx and spring sunny weather. Went to the theater to watch the Pride and Prejudice (2005, the crowd cheered during the hand scene) rerelease and it finally was warm enough to wear my pretty summer skirts. I wore the sweater and hugged myself with it the whole time wishing they were sitting next to me.

I am one happy femme. Never die if you can help it life can get pretty good 💕

[triglycercule]

guys its finally done

after exactly like 3 months the killer analysis is FINALLY done......oh my trio we're so back WE'RE SO BACK!!!!! in exchange for this long awaited victory i will be working on a little comic.........killer WILL be featured there will be no more of excluding him here ‼️

here's a wip panel from it x3

[xxplastic-cubexx]

I definitely prefer the David Hemblen/Matthew Waterson versions of Magneto’s voice specifically because they aren’t attempting an Ian McKellen impression. I’m firmly anti-British accent Magneto (and I’m also anti-British accent Charles Xavier, the man is a NEW YORKER, come on). Like I’m okay with him sounding vaguely European but imo, he’s lived in so many countries all over the world that his accent should be hard to place. I think Hemblen and Waterson capture that vibe really well.

Nodding sagely…….