#He can be a princess. As a treat.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

He’s learning from the master!

In the equineswap au does everyone know that wwx lost his magic bc his horn is gone or does he pretend it's there somehow?

Wen Qing casted her scotch tape spell

[just-null]

Noritoshi is so cool

[bumblingbabooshka]

People who act like Seven of Nine is a naive child being taken advantage of when it comes to c/7 but not j/7 hmm...examine that.

[spaciebabie]

he's ready for your date spacie :]

WTFFFF HES SOOOO FUCKING PRETTY

[lockerdog]

know your enemy (rifle under the cut since I'm proud of it)

[theshadowrealmitself]

Once again thinking about Naruto (because it’s just making me sad that I’m not dating a sweet extraterrestrial who can hold me while I’m sick) and scenarios only I like:

Kid Naruto finding out he has chakra chains and mokuton but instead of getting to use them to be a badass ninja, he quickly gets caught up in politics because Tsunade’s like “fuck yeah” and makes him her “heir” (because she doesn’t wanna hear anymore of that “continuing the senju line” shit from clan elders)

So now they just have this overpowered kid doing incredibly mundane things like learning “tea etiquette” or whatever clan stuff they got and making him regret that he unlocked these wild magical ninja powers

Also I really want this because nothing’s funnier to me than the idea of people suddenly treating Naruto the same way you’d treat a sickly sheltered princess (because you just know they’d be worried about assassination and kidnapping attempts) and the whole time it’s just. Naruto. still acting like himself. and is now overpowered.

[rubywolf0201]

People who trash on Matakara for being an emotionally vulnerable 16 year old boy whose insecurities were brought out the moment his mentality spirals down the drain (Dark shadows that’ve been lurking within him since childhood) combined with being manipulated by an evil force (Ichiya) gives me the same energy as people throwing disgusting terms at Princess Elise for doing magical CPR/ a fairytale kiss and accusing her of ‘selfish’ for being hesitant and having a breakdown after holding back her emotions for more than a decade.

Or even people who jumped on Mabel from Gravity Falls for being in the same situation as Matakara was: being emotionally manipulated by the antagonist once they’re at their most vulnerable and terrible mental state they’re in.

[pls-just-let-me-marry-yeung]

I was today years old when I learned that Ella has a crush on Andy 💀

[softquietsteadylove]

The arranged marrige au looks very interesting 👀, may i ask for another part. Also i wanted to thank you so much for posting your work, without your work i'll be bored and sad they make my days better, also you write so good, you write Thena and Gil and their relationship so beautifully. 🤍

Thena sighed. There was just no way around this. She wished it hadn't come to this, but she didn't have another choice. With great reluctance, she cracked the door to the dressing room open. "Gil?"

Even with only one eye to peek at him, she could see him sitting on a chaise just outside her door. He was being reflected in the multiple mirrors lining the walls of the enclosed fitting area. She couldn't see his screen but she could tell he was doing something work related.

She cleared her throat and swallowed her pride, trying a little louder, "Gil!"

He blinked, immediately slipping his phone in his inside pocket. He put on the perfect smile as he looked up at her. "How's it feel, sweetheart?"

It was the finest material she'd ever put on her body, it felt like a dream. That wasn't the problem. "Gil, I can't wear this."

He looked appalled, basically pouting. "Why not?"

Thena rolled her eyes, opening the door just a little more. The dress was beautiful, and it fit her well. But that wasn't the point! "When I said I needed some things to wear, I meant something casual, for running errands, or seeing some friends."

"So?" he stood, grinning and oblivious. "This looks perfect on you!"

Thena huffed, pulling the door open completely and crossing her arms at him. "This dress is for formal events, and I think it costs more than a year of my old rent."

She could just tell he wanted to comment on the fact that she didn't have to worry about rent anymore, now did she? But he held his tongue in a rare moment of restraint. "Thena-"

"Gil," she relented. She knew he meant well--she meant for it to be a sweet gesture, and the fact that he was here instead of just sending a bodyguard with his wallet was testament enough that he was trying to sweet about it. "It's too much. I can't wear this."

He was still borderline pouting, holding her modest white peacoat under his arm with his hands in his pockets. "I got you other stuff like this and you didn't say anything."

She squirmed on the spot. "Well, I don't wear any of those things either."

Gil's jaw dropped.

She attempted to reason with him again, taking his hands in hers so he could really hear her (which he did better through the sensation of touch, for whatever reason). "Gil, I know it's just part of your lifestyle. But you've seen the clothes I brought with me--what I wear at home. I need...that. I need some normal clothes. I was just going to go myself when-"

"No." He was firm about that. He was very firm, actually; under no circumstances was she to go wandering around alone. Her first instinct was to act defensive about his need to keep an eye on her. But she couldn't act childish; his work was dangerous, and there was a reason he'd hired a car for them, had tinted windows, and never left her side this entire afternoon.

She gave his hands a squeeze, "please, Gil?"

He really did have a soft heart, and he wore it on his sleeve, completely out in the open. How did anyone take him seriously as a gangster when he was clearly just a big, soft teddy bear walking around in a pinstripe suit.

"Okay, sweetheart," he conceded to her, as he always did. He raised her hands to his lips. "Whatever you need--I promised that. You get changed and we'll find some things that suit your tastes."

"Sir, Madam, do you need any--oh!"

Thena drew her shoulders up. She had no reason to feel flustered, or embarrassed. Gil had thrown the doors open and asked that his 'wife' be assisted by their best and brightest. That was probably more embarrassing than them being seen by the staff holding hands in her changing room.

There was no need for her to blush.

"It's all right," Gil chuckled, letting her close the door to get changed again. She heard his shoes on the fancy marble floors as he walked back out into the store. "Everything's great, but I think we're going to try some other places."

"Very good, sir."

This was the most posh place she had ever come into. She did tell Gil she usually shopped off the rack sales for generic corporate casual clothes. If she weren't a mobster's wife, maybe she would even peruse the shops or malls like a normal person.

But she got changed and hung up the gown that was so expensive she was afraid to touch it. It was beautiful, and she had to admit that it had fit her like it was made for her. Gil had seen it on display and insisted she try it on.

He was right, it had been perfect for her, but that didn't make a good enough reason to buy a dress like that.

She exited the room, holding her purse and going to find Gil. This time last year, she never would have come into a store like this. She would sooner assume she would be laughed out of the shop all together.

"Yeah, someone will pick it up later."

"Gil?"

"Hey, princess," he turned, raising her hand and kissing it again. He released her coat and held it out for her to put on. "Ready to go?"

"I suppose so," she murmured, looking at the staff all waving goodbye to them. Maybe all fancy shops were like this, but she had a bad feeling about it. "What was that about?"

"Oh, I just told them that we'll definitely come again some time, we're just looking for a different vibe today."

He was lying. But Thena let him hold her hand as they exited the name brand store, massive and towering and shiny enough to reflect a blinding amount of sun this time of day. It was nice out, though. It was a large part of the reason she had proposed going shopping for herself.

And from the moment she mentioned it, everyone who worked with or for Gilgamesh in any way had panicked. Every time she wanted anything or wanted to go anywhere, it was a unanimous sentiment; the boss's wife could want for nothing. Either they had to handle it, or Gilgamesh would.

"You okay, Thena?"

She blinked, coming out of her thoughts. "Hm?"

Gil sighed; he almost looked contrite. "I know this probably isn't the kind of day out you're used to. But...I wish I didn't have to go this far. But if anything happened to you-"

A big, soft teddy bear, who liked to pretend he was all grizzly and growl-y. When, in actuality, he had the softest heart around. She slipped her hand into the bend of his elbow. "I know you're just trying to protect me, Gil. It's nice."

He wasn't entirely convinced. But they kept walking, taking their time moving away from the luxury branded buildings towards a more regular collection of shops. "I'll try to make arrangements so you can go out on your own--with security, obviously."

"Obviously," she humored him. She was walking arm and arm with her husband, but more than that, she had to admit it was nice to talk with someone like a friend.

"What else?"

"What?" she blinked, alarmed by the grave change in his tone.

"What else do you want to do?" he asked more gently, moving them off to the side. "I don't want to hold you back, Thena. If you want to explore this part of the city, see more of downtown, call up any old friends--anything."

She didn't have much in the way of 'old friends'. Dealing with her father was such a dominating and isolating aspect of her life. She was quite sure none of her old coworkers would even notice her absence. Even if that weren't the case, she wasn't exactly yearning to explore weekend markets or clubs, either.

"Unless it's an old flame," Gil added hastily, holding up his finger with a heavy gold ring on it. "Then maybe, but you have to say it's just as friends, because you're married now."

Oh, she certainly had no such thing. But she grinned at him, as he often did with her. "Oh, well, I didn't think my husband was the jealous type. What if I tell him we're married in name only? What if he offers to whisk me away from this life?"

She was laughing, but Gil had that look on his face whenever he was watching sports and the team he owned was losing. It wasn't murderous, but it was decidedly pissed off.

"He can offer." Maybe she had taken this joke too far. But Gil moved her hand so he could hold it again, locking their fingers together. "But I'm gonna introduce myself as your husband, so he knows what he's dealing with."

Even in this fictional, joke world, that would paint an intimidating picture. She leaned against him faintly--to calm his temper, she told herself. "Wasn't it part of my contract that I not be in any relationship?"

Gil looked away, pretending he was examining his suit. He could get somewhat sheepish from time to time, which she had to admit was quite adorable. "Our contract--and that doesn't mean you don't have some ex-boyfriend or something pining for you at this very moment."

She definitely had no such thing. And even if she did, it would be far from her mind as she leaned against her husband, their arms sealed together, his massive bicep against her slim one. She looked down at the strap of her purse, fiddling with its latch. "Well, I don't."

"Good."

"Good."

[wormswurld]

probably one of my most favorite screen caps of barry ever. thank you for casting this femme lesbian in this terrible movie.

if y’all wanna watch barry be a cute little girl who has the most adorable laugh and smile ever while simultaneously having the most hard to understand accent ever look no further! watch “stalker (2012)” it’s not good (imo)… like at all! buutttt barry is in it getting his shit rocked & moaning 😁

thank you @fuckingwoodfuckingpaneling for putting me on this monstrosity! so worth the 1:12:00 🤗✨

[crimeronan]

the concept of any of the good bl adults coming to find hunter and luz in the worst timeline without vee is very funny to me like.

darius shows up at the door and luz practically screams his name with delight and when hunter sees him they hug?? and poor camila has no clue what the fuck to do abt this.

is this man from the cult. is he the cult leader. did HE lock them in the basement for thirteen years. should she be beating him half to death. should she say hi and shake his hands. should she call the police. what the fuck is up with his hair. ?? why is he thanking camila for taking care of them??? is he another cult escapee?????? wait- THE EARS?

Scream. camila so rapidly doing calculations in her head like "okay, luz clearly isn't afraid of this man, this definitely Isn't the person who scarred and tried to kill hunter. but she obviously knows him very well and he's about my age, he was definitely an adult when she was kidnapped, was he..... has their cult been kidnapping Multiple Generations Of Child???? was this guy also kidnapped as a kid?? did he genuinely take care of them or have luz and hunter just developed stockholm syndrome for the kinder-seeming 'good cop' kidnapper??"

and she gets through all of this before being like "wait a second. why do he and hunter have the same fucking ears."

[twilightakiishi]

him when i knee his ass for denying my orgasm 3 times in a row

[mintys-musings]

i remembered the idea of Alpha!Mayoi Ayase and the gears are turning. so ig i am writing something for his day v quickly- just some ramble about him in a rut and a gn!reader finding him

NSFW under cut~!

ik ik the logical idea would be to have omega!mayoi but really consider him being an alpha~ :3

if he's in a rut, he's avoiding everyone more than he usually is. he's so fucking ashamed of himself. the shame eats at him and swallows him whole that any rational thought is thrown out in favour of hiding so he can deal with the problem himself.

hell thats even assuming he leaves his room- well actually- he might leave his room in order to go to the most secluded spots of ES that he can think of

100% is crying as he tries to jack himself off. crying- whimpering- moaning in that way he usually does but now it is actually because of something sexual- the whole 9 yards

poor baby if you find him- he would be groveling at your feet apologising. he's so disgusting for revealing his true nature to you like this (he didn't do anything. you just found him like this) he has held your kindness too close to his heart and now he fears you'll despise him for the wretched being he is (he moaned your name a couple times)

if you offer to help him out during his rut, he's going to have an internal struggle. he would nearly pounce on you before his anxiety kicks in and he starts clutching at your legs and asking if it's truly okay

it takes some convincing, but less than normal because his rut is altering his brain chemistry.

would hold off as long as he can to prep you, but foreplay is very sloppy and quick. he needs to be in you. he's begging to be in you.

the minute his dick is in your hole, any self control is out the window. he is ROUGH and FAST. lord help you.

so so vocal. mostly apologising and praising/thanking you between moans and whimpers. he describes everything he's feeling in such detail it's almost like you could feel it too.

drools. drools and bites. he is also apologising for all the mess. he is a very messy person when in a rut. if you let him claim you fully, he's- well first he's gonna cry- second he's gonna mark you up completely. lets you return the favour after because "I'm yours as much as you are mine, darling~ Maybe even more so~"

once his knot pops into place, he's holding you as tight as he can without hurting you and laying down. whispers more thanks and apologies into your hair and kisses your face all over. he's so grateful that he might start up again even before his knot fully relaxes. just humping into your hole until you're both too overstimulated to talk

after everything, is treating you like a precious glass sculpture. absolutely spoils you with care and affection. goes into the following week even in subtle ways like everything you need/thought you loss appearing. sometimes he leaves sticky notes with love hearts so you know exactly who it's from. sweetheart mayoi my beloved scrungly forever mwuah mwuah 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

[nonuggetshere]

I'm gonna continue with the requests later, but I also felt the need to doodle my two PVs with a little bit of gender on the side

They're both still very much genderless, but because not every non-binary/agender person will have the same perception/feelings regarding their gender and won't have the same gender presentation, I decided to mess around with it a little

Hallow is genderfluidv(though after some consideration I realised agenderflux describes them more accurately, but oh well, these labels don't even exist in their story so who cares), they're non-binary but their alignment fluctuates between fem-leaning, masc-leaning, something in-between and neither. They're fine with any terms and pronouns but mostly go by they/them.

Luna is genderfae/transfem, their gender fluctuates between agender and fem-aligned non-binary. They mostly go by they/them and gender-neutral and feminine terms, they're fine with she/her and some neopronouns, but any masculine terms and pronouns are a big no-no for them. Currently, I'm considering making them an enby lesbian, but that might change in the future.

[dairyfreenugget]

The second hand gender euphoria from talking about my blobro's gender and self-expression is so real

[forcedhesitation]

I love that the bg3 guys are all written to have this intense adoration of karlach and lae’zel’s abilities to absolutely eviscerate their enemies. they’ve all got the same taste in women, which is “she could gut the big scary man chasing me, and then princess carry me to safety in her blood spattered arms.” and I respect and relate to that, as a bisexual man myself.