#THAN K YOU

[puyopuyo]

happy penis saturday milk ^-^ no drink necessary, i just thought you'd like to see this

[nyaskitten]

I noticed that you said that Cinder is only in the big sets, but there is a $25 set (or $20, I don't know what country you're from) that includes him

I don't think that it has released yet tho, that's the only problem.

HOLY FUCK WAIT SINCE WHEN ???? I KNEW THIS SET EXISTED AND WAS SLATED FOR MARCH BUT HOLY SHIT WHAT??? OH MY GOD THANK YOU DUDE I DIDNT KNOW ABOUT HIM BEING HERE... Im saving up for the possibility of this set I feel.

[itz-pandora]

AHHH OHMYGOSH THIS IS SO NICE OF YOU!!! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!

This is so sweet AHHH!!! TYSMMMMMM!! Your art style is AMAZING BTW!!! I ADORE IT

SPIRIT PROPAGANDA

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[waveofphase]

this simple feeling

[houseofpsychoticwomxn]

⋰ ⋱✮ minors dni — suggestive ✮ ⋰ ⋱

♡ notes; been thinking about davids clark since the trailer — movie not out until july be damned, i had to write something

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Clark Kent is easily amused, throwing on a little red lace was more than enough to get a blushed reaction out of him, happily crawling into his lap as soon as his laptop was out of the way.

Superman is harder to read, harder to get ahold of. the second he was in the suit he gained a determination even the passionate, mild-mannered journalist couldn’t grasp.

Of course it didn’t usually make much difference to you, only really seeing the superhero side of him on a screen or in the paper the next day, but it was intriguing. call it curiosity, fantasy, greed even — you couldn’t help but wonder if that side of the man you cared so deeply for was doing more than just protecting you. what if he was holding something back?

you worked up the courage to say something about it when the familiar headline came across the tv; Superman saves! he looked as charming as ever, smiling and waving at the crowd of cameras and heads surrounding him. he was looking right at the camera intentionally, like he was looking right at you.

the blue and red covering him accompanied by the still somehow well-kept hair looked better every time you saw it. the reporters lucky enough to be there were going on and on about how incredible it was but truthfully it was hard to pay attention. the lack of breathlessness, the way he played it off as not a big deal like he didn’t just save the city again, the size of him towering over everyone else, all of it had you completely dazed.

you were all over him as soon as he stepped through the door, standing up on your toes to reach him for a kiss.

“hello to you, too.” a big hand cupped the side of your face, pulling you away from your impromptu attack on his own, tilting his head at you when you frowned in protest.

“I’m all sweaty and gross, let me take my suit off first, alright? then you can kiss me as much as you want. promise.” he punctuated his words with a kiss on your head, unnecessarily picking you up for just a second to move you out of the way before you tugged his wrist to stop him.

“wait, I actually- kinda wanted to talk to you about that.” you let go of his wrist as quickly as you’d grabbed it, anxiously clasping your hands together as he turned back towards you.

“about..?”

“that.” you pointed to his suit like it was obvious, nervously looking up at him.

“my suit? what about it?” you nodded, collecting the words in your head that seemed much more rational when he wasn’t standing over you.

“i think you should keep it on.” he didn’t seem to quite understand what you were getting at, large hand moving over his face in thought as you searched for a way to say it without flat out begging him to keep the suit on and bend you over.

“keep it on.. for you? like, here?” he looked around your shared apartment, eyes wandering over the living room like he was looking for clues until he got back to you, dancing around your words.

“just for a second? you’re always so.. i dunno, different, when you have it on.” you were speaking to him like you’d just gotten together this morning, your eyes stuck on the way the fabric shaped his arms.

“yeah, that’s sorta the point, honey. that’s just to protect my identity, to protect you.” he crossed his arms when he noticed the direction of your pointed gaze, daring you to say just what you meant.

“i know, but don’t you think that’s still you? like that’s just some deeper part of you?” it was glaringly obvious that you really just wanted him to throw you around a little bit — rough you up for the sake of your own filthy desires, but he wanted to give you time to rethink it, and just as bad, he wanted to hear you say it.

“what are you asking?” he stepped closer to you, boots not yet discarded by the door creaking the hard wood floor under them.

“i want to see it. to feel it- that part of you, i mean. i just.. don’t want you to feel like you have to hold anything back from me, clark.”

“sweetheart. that’s real nice but-“ he was trying to avoid the obvious; he didn’t want to really hurt you. it was hard enough avoiding deep bruises from his hard to manage strength just being clark, letting go completely seems almost irrational.

“you’re a lot stronger than me, i know. i can handle it. let me show you, please?” you took his steady hand, your own shakier than you’d like to admit — but you weren’t scared. you’d thought about it for so long it just excited you, clark was always so gentle and sweet with you — and you loved it! but he’d also do just about anything you set your pretty little mind on, and this was no exception.

“that’s really what you want?” he was just about as close as he could get now, listening intently to your heartbeat speeding up as his hands closed around your waist.

“please.”

[oceanwithouthermoon]

saiki getting forcefully nonchalant-ified by the animators compilation

[yooboobies]

being obsessed is not enough i have to make this my whole personality

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[eeuni]

babydoll ! b.e

smut & SUB!BILLIE YALL

your gorgeous girlfriend walks through the door, after getting up for a few seconds to go to the bathroom. her wet cunt begging to make you feel good, she needs you. after having a dream about you she couldn't help but touch herself a little, but when she saw you on the bed, her breathing failed.

your hair messy, no sheets on top of you, with your arms above your head, as if you were tied up, waiting for her, the shirt that belonged to billie now on your body, lifted, showing the lower part of your breast. she bit her lip, whimpering as she approached you.

billie didn't care that you were sleeping, she was too desperate to think about that. she lifted your shirt higher, showing your hard nipples as the breeze blew through them. her mouth opened and she shoved one of them in hard, starting to suck.

"m-mmh" you moaned, shifting a little. your hands reached for what was supposed to be your tits, but it was billie. you opened your eyes in confusion, listening to billie's labored breathing as she sucked on your tits. "bils?-"

"i need you, mama." her voice sounded like a plea. your tit was now wet, your nipple totally hard from the breeze. "please!"

billie's eyes pierced yours, begging you with that little whisper to let her destroy you. a little more awake, you grabbed her hips to lift her body on top of yours. she let out a gasp.

"such a fucking little slut, mmh?" you whispered on her lips.

she was already desperate, she tried to move on top of you to get friction but you didn't let her. she nodded, once again pleading with her eyes.

"please, need you s'bad, mama." she swallowed hard.

you really enjoyed seeing her like that, it excited you. you lowered her head so that her eyes were right in front of your pussy, already wet. billie could tell by the moisture between your panties. she stuck her tongue out, whimpering quickly to bury her head — but you stopped her.

"no!" she complained.

"ask me for permission before you suck my pussy, it's the least you can do after waking me up like that. or you are no longer my good girl, baby?" billie could feel her own wetness, her pussy aching.

she knew you were right, she just wanted to be your good girl and what she did was inappropriate. her eyes looked up, her mouth slightly open.

"please, please. let me taste you, i'll be a good girl!" you laughed at her pathetic plea, throwing your head back swallowing your laughter. billie looked at you even more desperately. why weren't you answering her? "please! i will never do that again—mmh!"

she couldn't finish speaking because you filled her mouth with your pussy, you buried her head hard. billie's eyes rolled back in her head, sucking on your folds.

"that's it, g—good girl!" you smiled, stunned as you felt her flat tongue lick you like a fucking lollipop.

your eyes closed, head back and a pressure between your legs made you realize that you were very sensitive so there wasn't much time left for you to cum in her mouth. you had to dig your nails into her hair, and you moved her head away from your clit.

"m-mommy!" billie moaned.

"take off that damn bra." you said, startled.

she stood frozen for a second and quickly removed her bra, revealing her breasts. you opened the palms of your hands to fit her breasts perfectly, squeezing them tightly. "suck them, please!" billie asked you.

of course you would.

"i need you to put your pretty fingers in my pussy, okay? do you think you can do that for me, sweet girl?" when those words came out of your mouth, billie was already nodding desperately.

her long fingers slipped in, brushing your clit with her thumb. she smiled as she watched your reaction and heard your loud moan. you, for your part, put one of her breasts inside your mouth, biting as you felt your girlfriend's fingers. she trembled, her legs did too. billie threw her head back, overstimulated by what she was feeling.

"im yours, im yours!" she moaned. your moans were being muffled by her tits.

you felt like you were close to cumming, you pulled her breast out of your mouth and started moaning really loud. you closed your eyes, billie fell straight to your breasts to bite them and play.

"baby, im gonna—" billie felt your walls embrace her fingers and how you began to squirm.

"please, mommy, cum for me." that was all it took for your juices to fill your girlfriend's fingers, you let out a scream and billie couldn't help but take her fingers out and suck them. "so sweet."

you were still struggling to breathe, it took you by surprise when billie grabbed one of her breasts and rubbed it over your throbbing clit. her hard nipple made you moan again. you were still very sensitive. you grabbed her shoulders.

"mmh! billie!"

she was more than satisfied, but you weren't. there was still some help for billie's poor, wet little pussy. you grabbed her cheeks, moving up to your face and kissed her. she moaned into your lips.

"you did so well, now i have to reward you." her eyes sparkled with excitement.

"really, mommy?" you tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear, starting to smile, knowing that you were going to ruin her now.

you nodded, while the two of you giggled you managed to get her under you.

oh, her clit was going to be very sensitive that night.

"mmh— mommy, please! make me cum!"

"suck, please, please."

"i'll be your good girl, m—mommy! ah!"

[afusionoffandoms]

I'm already seeing a lot of people doing the same as they've done with JKR going "I ALWAYS knew he was shitty, his stories have ALWAYS been bad," etc etc, mostly to make themselves feel better about having liked or maybe even still liking what he wrote.

Not only is this an unhealthy way to process your grief, but it also perpetuates the idea that bad art can only be made by bad people - and even worse: that good art can only be made by good people, and that idea is exactly why people are still in denial about JKR and why it took this long for the Gaiman pustule to burst.

It doesn't mean that we are immoral for having liked it when we didn't know any better, or still having fond memories, for having created fan art or gotten tattoos or whatever else.

But keep in mind that we need to be careful about perpetuating that idea as well, because that mindset has consequences.

Edit: And also, obviously, boycott the shit out of that fucker.

[sawxwhxrex]

don’t let this flop pls

[moraxsthrone]

nsfw. MDNI. x f!reader.

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wriothesley binding your wrists with his tie is all well and good...

but what about when he ties it around your ankles before lifting them in the air? his leaking cock bounces when he catches sight of your swollen pussy lips sticking out between the fat of your trembling thighs. he's got a firm grip on the makeshift restraint, keeping your legs up when they want to give out. with his free hand he guides his cock to your slit, spreading your wet lips open around his fat tip as he slowly pushes inside you. you cry out at the fullness of the stretch, your legs shaking on his shoulder as he wraps his hands over your hips to steady you.

"fuck, so warm and tight, baby..." wrio groans, working his cock in deeper with slow thrusts until his heavy balls are pressing against your taint. "gonna fuck my shape into you..."

he fucks you long and hard, making you twist and white-knuckle the fabric beneath you, your eyes rolling back as his strong thighs slap into you. holding his shirt up with his teeth and your ankles together with his tie, the duke watches while your wet, puffy lips suck and give on his creamy, thick length.

[volleypearlfan]

there's just something about music anime that's inherently gay

[no-psi-nan]

How Saiki wants to be perceived:

Not at all. He's just generic mob character #7536, thanks.

How Saiki's friends perceive him at first:

Projection Central... Depending on the person, he's a scaredy-cat, romance novel protagonist, former punk, flustered fanboy, a slacker who just needs some inspiration to become a sports star, etc...

How Saiki's friends perceive him at the end of the series:

Quiet, a little glum, kinda boring, but a good guy. Says "good grief" a lot.

How the Psychickers perceive him:

Sarcastic, stubborn, tsundere, a little childish, back-talker supreme, confident, a bit arrogant even, incredibly intelligent, lonely, silly, uptight, a soft touch, kind.

How Saiki ACTUALLY IS:

Sarcastic, stubborn, tsundere, a little childish, back-talker supreme, confident, a bit arrogant even, incredibly intelligent, lonely, silly, uptight, a soft touch, kind.

-> Only the Psychickers (and to some extent, his family) know and appreciate Saiki for who he actually is by the end of the series.

That's because Saiki is only ever comfortable revealing his true personality once the other person knows about his powers.

Until then, he will always try pretending to be a passive nobody, unless he thinks it can get a girl off his back (ex. against Teruhashi at the arcade, against Imu in the locker room).

Saiki remains nervous about telling his friends about his powers despite seeing it go off without a hitch in the alternate universe, and despite losing his powers first, because his friends might not like his "new"/actual personality.

We see early on in Kuboyasu's introduction that Saiki fears his relationships with his friends are fake because they're based on a huge lie and an even bigger pretense. We see that anxiety about his personality/persona not being palatable enough at the wrong-day birthday party. We see him mourn the fact that he can't be his real self at the mixer.

THAT is the great tragedy of Saiki K, that almost none of the people he loves actually know him in any meaningful way, not even by the end of the series!

[transmasccofee]

the subway rats poem is teruhashi coded

[your-name-is-jim]

Sometimes I need to remember that this movie is real, and so are these lines.

[oceanwithouthermoon]

saikis powers are a vital part of him so it makes sense that people who dont know about them cant truly understand his whole self, but its also very silly to me when people act like its the ONLY important part of him... people act like his friends that arent in the know are completely blind to who saiki is, but i feel like that kinda means you missed some major points... he cant keep his powers a secret forever and it DOES matter, but he can still be loved and KNOWN without knowing about them... hes still human, he still has a personality, he still has regular likes and dislikes, etcetc

his friends perspectives on him may have been wrong at first, but they CHANGED... they know him and love him, and theyll KEEP loving him the SAME once they know of his powers...

​some people cough cough cough in this fandom like to reduce saiki to JUST his powers and its so obvious that you just. missed everything. you didnt absorb anything from the show, you just saw it and went "ha, everyone thinks hes just a guy when hes actually super cool and powerful" no no no, he IS cool and powerful but look a little closer and at his core he is still LITERALLY JUST A GUY 😭😭😭

hes such a guy.....