#I just dreamt it

[monomorphilogical]

Static

Carpet burns on my knees, I'll tilt my head towards the ceiling above; extended hands, buzzing palms, static connecting my body with the air surrounding me. I'm touching something not quite there, something in between my reality and someone else's.

It bursts within my chest, blinding bright and star-shaped. My ribs won't stand guard, and like the twigs covering forest ground they snap underneath steel-toed boots.

It bleeds out of me, out towards the four walls I'm worshipping. Left with nothing but an empty space I fill it up with the splinters of bone, sticking out from every angle.

Won't you grind me to dust? Make me so I light up under the rays of sunlight filtering through the lace curtains. Let me be the static sticking to the carpet, biting at your knees and kissing your palms.

[egophiliac]

should've just let Vil be the one to fly, it would've gone SO much easier. 😔

also HEY how are everyone else's pulls going, because I have had the most RIDICULOUS luck, seriously, halloween magic is 100% real

[buggachat]

image from a dream i had

[kelin-is-writing]

WORLD STOP—!!! EVERYONE!!! WE GOT NEW BLACK HAIR DABI CONTENT!!! MISSED HIM SO MUCH PLEASE 😭🖤

[bumblebeesfromvenus]

Oh nothing, just noble!reader killing her asshole husband to be with knight!Jason and he's a lil fucked up so he goes absolutely feral over it and wife's her up immediately, earning praise from all other nobels and royalty because he got the poor widow out of her lonely misery.

That's all <3

[crabsnpersimmons]

have been feeling under the weather lately, so i daydreamed a silly nurse moon to take care of me

also couldn't decide which i liked better so i leave the choice to you, brave patient. which nurse will you choose?

[myuminji]

"Smile, Vash!"

[box-dwelling]

A thing I've never heard talked about but is so down right poetic as a wyllstarion concept is that the park right outside Cazadors was the one Wyll played in pretending to kill monsters when he was a kid...

[a-cup-of-coffee-and-the-moon]

just something about 13 year old hsy giving up her entire teenage years and most of her 20s just to write a story for one person and one person only. just to give him something to look forward to, to give him something to prevent him from killing himself. something about 1863 hsy deciding she does not want to live in the perfect world she so painstakingly created, but instead going back to the first world to prevent twsa from being written so that the whole tragedy never takes place, only to write that very text herself after seeing kdj attempt suicide. about hsy giving all the 'characters' some similarities to dokja, and writing them as people who were accepted and loved not despite their flaws, but because of them. her telling kdj through the story that it was not his fault, it never was. trying to make him feel all the love and care kimcom had for him. something about sooyoung never once blaming dokja for anything at all. han sooyoung who sacrificed half her life to keep dokja alive. han sooyoung who let the world be destroyed just to keep dokja alive. han sooyoung who was always the first one to act for dokja in kimcom. han sooyoung who chose to play the role of the 'bad person' in order to let dokja move ahead in the scenarios as he planned. han sooyoung who cared so much for kdj she was ready to go on a never ending journey across worlds for him. han sooyoung who wrote orv just to make all the oldest dreams dream of an alive, healthy, happy kim dokja. han sooyoung who wrote not one, but two stories only for dokja. han sooyoung who wrote a 3149 chapters novel which was bad by her standards only to give dokja a reason to live. han sooyoung who so desperately wanted dokja to be happy, there was nothing else she could do but do what she does best, write. han sooyoung who loved kim dokja as a writer loving their reader, but also so much more. just, something about han sooyoung and everything she did for kdj.

[novaceresart]

Drew myself + a robot from my dream. Bonus drawing under cut

[gatoburr0]

So I had this dream right-

[redrumrose]

"He keeps mentioning mouthwash all the time."

shoutout to all the bandage characters

[nuclear-caffeine-addiction]

Charles, nervous as heck: Sooo uhm... how exactly do you ask out a man?

Daniel, grinning devilishly: It's Max isn't it?

Charles: .... yes

George, whipping out a PowerPoint: I'm glad you asked.

[a-hopeful-icarus]

MC coming back after dying like-

ngl i lowkey wanna make this a sticker

[maqui-chan]

I love my shady buddies (really wish there's a meaningful way to raise their love stat opening the social tab and seeing 'Landry has no strong opinion of you' kinda hurts ngl...)

[buttdumplin]

Been thinking a lot about the 141 boys and their piercings. This is just a quick little thing

cw: poly 141, gn!reader, clit and tits specified but that's it, genital piercings, breeding mention, lots of precum (this one is a little sticky), aftercare mentioned, let me know if I missed anything! word count: 982

Ghost, undeniably, with his Jacob's ladder, 7 rungs. He'll use it to measure and tease each of you about how much of him you're able to take. He loves seeing the pride and hunger that each rung inspires, making it solely about you as the receiver. It's quite an experience every time, one he'll recreate as many times as asked. But if you ask Ghost, his favorite use of it is working each of you up without penetration. He'll still your hips as he grinds against you until you're drenched and every drag of his cock fills the room with squelching. He'll rut against the boys from base to tip until they are coated with their own precum. Gaz will whimper every time Ghost presses against his frenulum and the sound alone has the rest of you moaning.

Pretty boy Gaz himself has 2 that he can hide, a lovely little tongue piercing and a guiche. The boy loves to give and to get, and really, who can blame him. He loves the fact that he can keep both mostly hidden and then flash them at all of you to tempt you into bed. And it's never not worked. The boys are never as breathless as they are every time he presses the bead on his tongue into their slits. It's lead to plenty of sounding sessions, but nothing hits as hard as when Gaz has his lips wrapped around their tips, bead nestled in them, and he lets out a deep, prolonged hum. And in return, you'll all take advantage of that guiche. You'll reach down as you ride him, past those incredibly sensitive balls of his, and press and flick lightly at the hoop. It'll have the most sinful sounds coming from his mouth and have his hips stutter.

Soap has his nipples done, a shiny silver barbell through each, of course. His nipples were already sensitive before the piercings, but now a single flick at them will have him hard in half a second. You've all been known to take on the challenge of making Soap cum by just playing with his nipples. Those nights will end with him drooling and covered in copious amounts of his own cum, because a single time is not enough for any of you. And while it leaves him sensitive for days, he lives for those sessions. Soap will also use them to subtly and secretly work the boys up during the day. He'll drop by to check in on them and come close as if he's got something important to tell them, but he'll use the moment to rub his nipple against theirs. He'll keep at it until they reach for him, sprinting away before they can grab hold. And with you, he'll pin you down and hold your tits to give you the exact same treatment, only without any clothes acting as barriers, ignoring the rest of your body, not stopping until you're begging prettily. Never you mind that he's also panting by the time you do so.

And Price, beautiful, wonderful Price. He has his nipples pierced, too, only he's got heavy silver hoops in them. He's also got a Prince Albert, which he will use on all of you without an ounce of hesitation. Nights with him will have each and every single one of you crying with pleasure. He'll gladly go at Gaz' frenulum with it, having him cumming just from frotting. He'll use it to milk Ghost and Soap's prostates, making them go for round after round after round until they run dry. And he'll use it to abuse your clit until you're begging him to fuck you, whispering in your ear that maybe this time it'll stimulate your cervix enough to help his seed catch. You always agree, nodding blindly, needing the feeling of him ramming into you so fucking deeply.

On days when he's tired and needs a break from his constant role of authority, you and the boys will bring out this little chain you had made for him. It's an almost dainty thing that clips onto his nipple hoops and his Prince Albert. It's just short enough to pull gently at all three, giving steady stimulation but not enough to help him cum. You and the boys will have him kneel in front of you, and you'll caress him and kiss him and put on a show to make his heavy cock jerk and tug on the chain. On these days, Price will never beg, he won't even speak unless asked to. Because he knows you'll all treat him right, he knows he's in safe hands. So he'll kneel in place for as long as asked, using his mouth on each of you, a steady string of precum oozing from his cock and hitting the floor. These chain sessions end with Price at the center of the cuddle pile and the most tender aftercare.

There is another one they all have as well. No one really remembers who brought it up to begin with, but for your one year anniversary with them, they all got a pubic piercing. They all went into the shop together to get it done a couple of months earlier, knowing they'd be gone on deployment and successfully be able to hide them. So on the night of, after you've all come back home from a lovely dinner, they ask you to close your eyes for just a moment. You hear lots of rustling and some giggling from Soap and some hushing from Ghost and sharp, nervous exhales from both Price and Gaz. They give you the all-clear and you open your eyes to see them holding their already heavy erections to the side to show you the pretty jewelry. "For that pretty clit of yours," they say. "Now you'll have to tell us who uses it the best"