#Volume ll

[fidjiefidjie]

Bon Matin 🆕️ 🎻🥁 💟

L.E.J 🎶 Summer 2024

(Volume II)

[tfc2211]

Enoch Light & The Brass Menagerie – Volume II (1969)

[randgugotur-6]

Sept 7th 2018 #MetalAllegiance released the album “Volume II – Power Drunk Majesty” #TheAccuser #MotherOfSin #TerminalIllusion #KingWithAPaperCrown #HeavyMetal

Did you know...

Vocalists include Trevor Strnad, John Bush, Bobby “Blitz” Ellsworth, Mark Tornillo and others.

[decepti-thots]

this is getting actually silly now tbh

[momo-shut-the-fuck-up]

I just submitted my last assignment for the year. I am now free to do as i please until september. I am about to get so autistic (threat)

[deus-ex-mona]

gonna spread misinformation and tell my bro’s grandkids that dd are genderbend lxl

[cherrytimemachine]

always felt Atomizer's death was stupid as hell. I mean Getaway's already killed dozens of people for trival reasons, he won't hesistate to murder you for betraying him. dumbass

I honestly hate the direction they took Getaway in. I felt bad for Atomizer the whole time he had to deal with this fucker. I think the the point where it got super over the top evil for me was when Getaway went out of his way to verbally berate Riptide right before trying to kill him just for the sake of it. And Atomizer, loyal Atomizer, he looked at Getaway and told him that what he’d done was excessive. Getaway could’ve been a much better villain, but I don’t fully blame Jro for that since Hasbro cut the length of their story. They had planned a season 3 and 4, but Hasbro gave them a limit they had to follow. Hasbro cutting production time for their shows or cutting corners for toy sales at the expense of the creators they hired seems to be a recurring theme the more I learn about them.

Give me a reasonable conflict that still tests the moral limits Atomizer is willing to accept for supporting Getaway. They could’ve kept Froid and Sunder in the mix, but instead of Getaway being outwardly evil out of nowhere, Froid encourages him to make harmful decisions and choices. Froid is intrigued by the thought processes and minds of people like Sunder, who commit horrible crimes, so why wouldn’t he try and do a social experiment where he pushes someone to the brink of becoming a worse person to test how the mind responds under pressure from an influence? Have Froid release Sunder himself, have Sunder threaten Getaway and his crew if he didn’t give in to their demands. I imagine it like Pharma’s situation with Tarn, but we get to see it in action. There is potential to seeing Getaway breaking behind the scenes with the added inclusion of Atomizer as someone who’s trying to help his friend, but Getaway pushes him away so he doesn’t get involved.

At one point he’s faced with the choice of killing Atomizer or sparing him, and Getaway has to choose whether to kill one or let them all die. They hold singular lives above his head and make him feed Sunder’s hunger as a means of saving the many for the sacrifice of he one. Sunder torments Getaway, tells him to kill Atomizer, and Getaway has to come to terms with how far he’s been strung up by these people. Because above all, he’s afraid of dying if he refuses, so he complies out of fear for his own life and others like him. That point would tie back in really nicely to his experience watching his fellow MTOs die during the battle of Corcapsia and the trauma responses that led him to where he is now.

He had such understandable motives as a villain, and that’s something I loved about him when I read MTMTE. They totally squashed that in Lost Light and I’m still unhappy about it.

[fisherrprince]

I’m not sure what’s going on with the pronunciation of Roaille but I’m sure most of them are wrong,

[xiomeebo]

had the thought of doin a wanopo themed october drawin challenge thing but 'd need to iron out the details of what 'm gonna do first (i will make a post about it in case someone else wishes to do it too)

[misunderstandings-georg]

Is ebay selling issues of lost light saga for $200+ how I find out they're out of circulation?

[raymoo-hakery]

got a 3ds (my old one broke)

the year is 2060. you live in america. the entire west coast is a nuclear wasteland. nyc has sunk into the ocean, along with the entirety of florida. it is illegal to not look like a person in an "ideal family" drawing from the 60s and all racial minorities live in reservation camps. gay people are shot by cops on sight.

you are walking back from the grocery store on an open road with no sidewalks. you have 16 miles to go until you're home. suddenly, your 3ds lights up. it's green. you open up your old, cracked 3ds, and go to your mii plaza. suddenly, you see it. him. you remember. you remember the 2010s. you remember middle school. you remember using the internet and making seemingly lifelong connections before it all went entirely offline and you lost any connection to any of them. you start to cry. not from sadness or despair that things will never be the same. but from happiness, that someone from that grocery store still remembers. someone still remembers lonk from pennsylvania.

[infizero]

thinking about how scott referred to scar as grian’s husband in 3rd life

[eatyoursparkout]

scrounged around for idw comics downtown today but alas, everywhere was picked clean ;(

[chaosandmarigolds]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I NEED THE NEXT PART 🙏🙏🙏

https://www.tumblr.com/chaosandmarigolds/751434497871970304/eek-pt-three-of-i-dunno-how-many-simon-gets

Here ya go pookie! 🤍

Johnny stared at the officer that had very briefly explained the situation to him, his face contorted into some dumbfounded state because there was no way in the seven hells this random woman was telling him that Oliver was going back to his deadbeat half assed dad. He was leaning on the desk, after he had managed to get you calmed down and sat down in his truck, so he figured it was his time to get the story- after all, your words were just sobbed attempts.

“Yer fuckin pulling me leg.”

The officer blinked and frowned, “I’m sorry sir I don’t understand.”

“Ye just jokin me, ‘cause there no way Ollie is goin with tha man."

to that the officer 'tsk'ed and set the folder down on her desk, looking up at him, her face emotionless except for some patronizing smile, "And you said you were with Mister Riley?"

A short pause and Johnny looks around the office, "Can I talk to him?"

--

Ollie sat in the empty conference room, his few toys scattered on the table and the television playing some PBS Kids show with a volume of less than ten. He could hear the people outside of the room, but he didn't understand them, sometimes they would yell, and sometimes it was silent, he couldn't tell anymore. Nor did he care.

He spins in his chair as the door opens and he yelps, "UNCLE SOAPY."

"Ey, laddie," without missing a beat Johnny picks up the boy and looks him over, still in his pjs from the night before, his boots not even laced all the way up and his hair messy, with a huff he gives the officer a glare and sits down at the table again, "Yer mum wanted me to come check on ya."

Ollie frowns to that, "Why-why not she come? I.-Uncle Soapy, can we go home now? I do- it scary here."

--

"Price's, this is Eliza."

"Is th' Captain home?" "Simon! Darling-....oh honey, is everything okay? You sound like-"

"No. Please give John the tell."

--

"Get away from my son."

Johnny stands up when he heard the voice, turning around with Ollie still in his grasp, and unshcokingly he saw a less-than-average man who looked awful mad by his presence. Ollie, after about ten minutes of tears as fallen asleep, his head on his shoulder and happily snoozing.

"Ah, Caleb- 'm Johnny, heard about ya."

"Funny, haven't heard about you." Caleb frowned, slowly moving to get the young boy, "Now if you don't mind I have to take him back home."

Out of habit Johnny took a step back, "Back to his mum, yeah? Cu' tha's his home."

"No, back to Las Vegas, my home."

There was a long silence and then Johnny speaks, "Bloody out of your mind if you think 'll let tha happen."

Caleb almost smiled to that, "Then I’m out of my mind. Now give me my son before I make you."

(....Teee...hee? more of Uncle Soap action in this segment)

[ilykaveh]

yuuji itadori is a man full of love and adoration, and what better way is there to show it?

❀ — content: fem reader, aged up ! characters, dirty talk, praise, overstim, creampie, squirting.

"yuuji!" you squealed your boyfriend's name as he continued to pound into your warm cunt with unwavering vigour.

he'd been fucking you for what felt like forever. the sun was low on the horizon when the two of you had begun, and now the moon hung amongst a choir of stars. you would try to count the number of hours that it had been, though you were struggling to keep a count of how many times the pink-haired sorcerer had made you cum.

"so fucking good for me, baby," yuuji cooed, "you take me so well; 's like this cunt was made for me," one of his hands groped your breast, toying with your stiff nipple. he was enamoured with how your pussy fluttered around him in response.

"please, yu-" you begged, though were cut off by another moan ripping through your throat.

"please what, princess?" he teased, amused by how sensitive you were for him — something that only made him even more intoxicated by you.

"c-can't, 's too much!" you hoped he understood what you were trying to communicate, and being the sweetest man you'd ever met, he did.

"come on, baby. just one more, one more for me, yeah? you can do it, i know you can." his lustful ramblings only made the knot in your stomach grow painfully tighter, to which you whined in response. "i've got you, 'll even play with your pretty little clit 'nd make it faster, yeah?"

yuuji's filthy words made you feel like you were riding high on cloud nine. a warm, fuzzy feeling spread through your body and sent your neurons into a peaceful, blissed-out state. you babbles an affirmative for your boyfriend to resume fucking you at his desired speed, and simply laid back and enjoyed the final stretch of the ride.

"my pretty girl," he continued, "so fuckin' sweet, so perfect," yuuji wasn't thinking, he was just speaking from the heart. he could sense his orgasm nearing, and due to the way that your drooling cunt clenched around his cock, he assumed yours was too.

"doin' such a good job f'me, princes; 'm gonna cum all over y'r pretty tits, yeah? would you like that? g'na mark you as mine; only i get to see you spread out like this."

"no," you mumbled, reaching out to grip yuuji's arm.

"everything okay, angel?" he paused his movements, wide eyes filling with concern.

"wan' you to cum in me, please, yuu," you begged. "please, please, please," slowly, you trailed off.

it was a plea that he couldn't refuse. after all, he knew you'd taken measures to prevent anything unexpected happening. yuuji's pace became increasingly sporadic as he snapped his hips once again, bringing his hand down to massage taut circles around your clit like he promised.

your fists tangled in the sheets, tears threatening to spill past your lashline at the sheer volumes of pleasure. it felt as though your orgasm was a ticking time bomb, dangerously close to exploding.

more incoherent babbling from the two of you led to yuuji's final few pounds, weaker than those prior. with a particular sharp thrust that you swear you felt in your lower stomach, he spilled an unbelievable amount of warm cum into you.

the sensation caused your synchronous climax. white lights blurred your vision as you came harder than you ever had, dizziness taking over. without you having realized, a few jets of squirt hit yuuji's lower stomach. if he had anything left in him, the sight of you right now would be enough to make the man hard as a rock all over again.

without a second thought, he leaned down to entrap your lips against his own. the display of affection anchored you back to reality a little.

"you're perfect, baby." yuuji repeated. his smile as he pulled away made you feel so overwhelmed with love that it was indescribable, a purity that made you forget that you hadn't just spent the past few hours engaged in messy, messy sex.

he waited a moment before pulling out his softened cock from you, eyes transfixed on your cunt as his cum leaked out of you in small globs.

"let me go grab a rag, angel. do you need anything else? food? water? i can run us a bath if you'd like?"

you smiled back at him, giggling to yourself at the soft reminder of why you fell in love with him.

"'s okay, yuu. i just wanna be near you."

[hazeracha]

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• i’ll take care of you

• by hazeracha©

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read the lyrics here // chan messages you after struggling to fall asleep. so you decide to help him out the best way you can.

explicit content // fluff, subchan! (Kinda?) blowjob, smut, struggles of sleeping (insomnia) pet names.

about the artist // i’m trying a new layout let me know if you like it. i’m thinking of changing my whole page just for a little change. what do you think?

You got up from bed rubbing your eyes and threw on a pair of shorts and one of Chan’s t-shirts you had lying around. You grabbed your car keys and unplugged your phone before making your way to the dorm.

You quietly unlocked the door conscious of the other boys who might be sleeping and made your way into Chan’s room.

When you opened the door the room was filled with a dim purple light shining from above the bed. Chan had his back to you and you weren’t sure if he was asleep or not. So you quietly set your keys down on the shelf above his bed and set your bag down on the floor. You look at your boyfriend's back as the purple light cast the most perfect shadows over his muscles. He was breathtaking and he wasn’t even doing anything. You wanted to run your nails along his back and make pretty patterns. You wanted to mark him in places only you got to see, he was just so beautiful and you wish he could see himself the way you do.

“Hey Channie, are you awake?” you said quietly as you sat on the bed. You watched as he slowly turned around, his face a little swollen from sleep and eyes half shut. “You okay?” you continued as you reached out to cup his face in one of your hands.

“I’m feeling better now you’re here” he smiled leaning into your touch.

You lifted the covers and got into the bed beside him as he turned his body to face you. Lifting your arm you invited him to cuddle into your chest. He was quick to bury his head into your chest and wrap an arm around your waist. You let your chin rest atop his head and let your hand run up and down his back, tracing the outlines of his muscles.

“I’m tired” he muttered under his breath after letting out a long sigh.

“I know baby. Try and get some more sleep and I’ll be here to wake you up if I need” you explained grabbing the remote to dim the lights a little more.

“I’m scared. I hate feeling like this. You don’t understand how scary this is” he huffed.

“I know. I don’t understand how it feels. But I will be here to help you in any way I can.” You said pulling him closer to your chest.

“I’m just so frustrated with myself. Why can’t I just sleep” his voice was getting louder and more agitated as he spoke.

“Channie, baby, calm down okay. Just close your eyes and try to get some sleep.” You let your hand run through his hair and you could slowly feel him start to melt into your touch.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I’ll try and get some sleep” he said closing his eyes.

You lay awake with Chan sound asleep in your arms, well not sound. A few snores escaped every now and then along with a couple deep breaths. But that was nothing out of the ordinary.

You scrolled through your phone and made sure your brightness was turned down, cautions of the sleeping man currently lying on top of you.

You felt a hand grab your waist with a firm, strong grip. The hand then travelled down to your thigh before resting there. Chan had a tendency to let his hands wander all across your body when he was asleep. Most of the time he didn’t even know he was doing it until you told him in the morning. Or sometimes he done it to help him fall asleep. He just needed to feel close and connected to you in some way to help him and give into the tiredness.

“Baby, are you awake?” You whispered putting your phone down on the table beside you.

“Yeah, I haven’t really fallen asleep”

“Yes you have Channie. You were snoring” you laughed.

“Was I, oh my god. I’m so-”

“Don’t even finish that sentence, you're fine” you interrupted. “Do you want to try sleep again or do you want to watch something?”

“I just want to be close to you” he answered as he let the hand that rested on your thigh run up and down the length of your leg.

“Ah, I get it. Is someone a little needy after their nap?” You joked.

“Stop it. You're teasing me, it’s not funny” he blushed lightly hitting your shoulder and nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck to hide his reddening face and burning ears.

“Oh my god. You are!” You laughed. “Do you think it would help you fall asleep?” You tilted your head in curiosity as you waited for him to answer.

“No. Yes. Uhhh…. I don’t know? You know I can’t control it sometimes and your wearing my shirt and those tiny shorts. I can feel your skin on mine and I just love you so much I can’t help it,” he rambled almost without taking a breath.

“You don’t need to explain yourself baby, I get it. Why don’t you sit up and let me do all the work okay? I’ll take care of you”

You let Chan sit up with his back resting against the headboard. You waved your hand to get him to sit forward so you could place all the pillows behind him to support his back. You sat in front of him between his legs, sitting up on your knees and leaning down to kiss him gently, lips barely touching.

Once pulling away you stood from the bed and removed the t-shirt you were wearing, leaving you in just your bra and shorts.

“Can you put your legs together for me baby?” You asked and without hesitation, he obeyed your order. You got back onto the bed and straddled his hips so that you were now on top of him. “Do you want to keep going?” You asked, but all you got in response was a nod.

“I know that you are tired Channie, but you need to use your words. I need to know that you want this as well”

“Yes , keep going baby. I want this,” his words were desperate as he held your hips and looked deeply into your eyes, his curls falling over his own as you brushed them away to hold eye contact.

“You know what to say if you want me to stop?” It was a rhetorical question. You knew he knew the answer. It was one of the first things you discussed at the start of your relationship so that you both knew your limits. You just needed to hear him say it out loud so you knew he was serious about it.

“Yes, now please my love. I can’t wait any longer”

You nodded your head and leaned in to kiss him again. Only this time it was more lust-filled, still slow and passionate but with more desperation behind it. You let your lips travel down his neck as you felt the soft skin of his bare chest beneath your fingertips. Eventually, your kisses made their way down his chest and along his collarbones.

“Can I touch you?” He asked sweetly looking at you with stars in his eyes, and the hope of you saying yes. Even though Chan knew you couldn’t say no to him, especially when he looked at you like you hung all the stars in the universe.

“Of course” you replied as you stopped kissing him and sat up straight. “Where do you want to touch me?”

“Can I- I want to- Your. Please don’t make me say it, you know I get shy” he giggled.

There were times when Chan certainly wasn’t shy when it came to telling you what he wanted from you in the bedroom, but that was when he was in control. When it was your turn to take over he almost became a different version of himself. A more shy and reserved version of himself, and you always found this side of him so endearing.

You took one of his hands in yours and lightly traced one of his fingers along your neck, collarbone and eventually letting it rest in your chest.

His hand cupped one of your breasts as you held it there your hand resting on top of his. Once letting go his other hand soon joined going to the other side of your chest. He slowly started to knead them with both hands, eventually moving the fabric of your bra down to feel your bare skin in his hands.

You helped him by reaching behind and unclasping the piece of clothing that was getting in his way. You placed your hands in Chan’s hair and played with the curls on top of his head as he started to pinch your nipples and roll the sensitive buds between his fingers. You held back your moans as this was time for Chan to use you to pleasure himself, plus you didn’t want to wake anyone else who was in the dorm. But instead of holding back your moans, you came up with a better solution.

If you start telling Chan how he was making you feel, you could suppress the noises that were trying to leave your mouth, but you could also watch his eyes light up as you told him how good of a job he was doing.

“Feels so good baby, keep going. You're doing so well for me” you rambled as he continued to play with your nipples and knead at the skin around them. His eyes locked onto yours as you praised him and you saw that all too familiar, sparkle in his eyes. “You’re doing so well baby, but why don’t you let me take over now, yeah”

“Okay, but I want you to feel good as well” he almost pouted as you were telling him to stop.

“I will don’t worry my sweet baby boy. Making you feel good will make me feel just as good. I promise. I love watching you come undone under my control, it’s one of my favourite things to do”

You let Chan continue to play with your breasts a little more as you started to roll your hips into his already-growing bulge. Your slow but continuous motions caused the ache between his legs to grow along with yours. He felt so good underneath you like this, you could feel yourself getting more and more aroused as you continued your motions, you wanted to feel him inside you, but for now, you would have to put your pleasure aside and focus on the man underneath you because right now that was the only thing that mattered to you.

You sat up on your knees again removing Chan’s hands from your body and laying beside him with your head on his shoulder. You took one of his hands in yours and used your other to rub the bulge in his shorts. You removed your hand after lightly tracing your finger along his dick a few times with light touches as you watch his legs tense with every small movement. You tapped his hip asking him to lift them up, putting your hand in the waistband of his shorts and removing them, throwing them to the floor.

“No pants on Channie? We’re you waiting for this?” You asked.

“No, I wasn’t wearing anything and when you said you were coming over I threw these on” he explained a small blush appearing on his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

“It’s nothing I haven’t seen before baby” you replied.

Before he could reply you wrapped your hand around his length and brushed your thumb across the tip spreading the pre cum that has already leaked from his red tip.

A soft moan escaped from Chan’s lips as he threw his head back in pleasure. You let a drop of spit fall down onto his dick and let your hand slowly move up and down his length. You were still holding one of Chan’s hands in yours as you laced your fingers together with a firmer grip. You let your lips connect with his once again as you continued the painfully slow movements on his length.

Your mouth swallowed the beautiful deep moans be was letting out as you began to speed up the movement of your hand. Chan pulled away from the kiss breathlessly and looked into your eyes as you ran your fingers through his hair, lightly tugging the curls at the nape of his neck.

“I need your mouth baby, I need to feel you. Please” he pleaded.

You nodded your head and quickly got to work. Tonight was all about Chan and you would do whatever he asked to make him feel good. Your lips travelled down his neck to his chest, leaving small red marks as you sucked on the skin. You sat back on your knees to admire the work as his soft white skin slowly became littered with dark purple marks only you got to see. You moved lower down the bed until you were lying on your stomach between your boyfriend's muscular legs.

Taking both hands and wrapping them around his length you kissed and nipped at his thighs giving him a few pumps before attaching your mouth to the tip kissing a few times, pulling back and licking your lips you could taste the salty pre cum on your lips as you ran your tongue along them.

You finally wrapped your lips around his length using your hands to stroke the base that you couldn’t fit in your mouth. Chan’s dick was long but also thick, he was perfect. He always reached the deepest parts inside of you and the stretch when he first pushed inside was something you don’t think you will ever get used to.

Each time you brought your head up you let your tongue trail along the underside of his dick where a thick vein ran from the base all the way to the tip. You used one of your hands to hold onto one of Chan’s wrists making him release the tight grip he had on the bedsheets. You brought his hand to the back of your head, he firmly gripped your hair gathering it all at the nape of your neck making a makeshift ponytail.

“Take my hand baby, squeeze it twice if it gets too much okay?” He explained as you opened your hand with your palm facing outwards. You laced your fingers together once again as Chan started to move your head up and down.

You let your other hand rest on one of his thighs as you gripped the skin tightly, you could feel his muscles contracting every time he pushed your head back down. He was letting out small whimpers as he bit his lip trying to stay quiet, but as you continued he only got louder and more vocal.

“Fuck, baby you feel amazing. I don’t think I’m going to last so much longer” he moaned through jagged breaths, his voice now getting deeper as he spoke. It was almost a low growl and the sound only turned you on more, you could feel the wetness growing between your legs as you pushed your hips into the bed to try and create some friction as well as squeezing your thighs together.

He pushed your head down one last time farther than he ever has before as you felt him hit the back of your throat. He was letting himself go, before you knew it his hand stopped the movement of your head and this time it was his hips that were pushing his dick to the back of your throat. His movements were fast and rigid, as he desperately tried to chase his high. He used his hand to push your head down and stop you from pulling away making sure he was pushed as far down your throat as he could.

“Ah, fuck baby I’m cumming. Shit!” He moaned loudly as you felt him release into your mouth. The salty liquid went straight to the back of your throat, but Chan was giving no sign of releasing the grip on the back of your head.

You squeezed his hand twice and he was quick to let go as you could feel yourself becoming breathless, a small gag leaving your throat.

You removed his length from your mouth and left a few kisses to the tip before running your tongue along that one thick vein one last time to clean him up.

After finally sitting up you looked at Chan who had his head resting against the shelfs on the headboard of the bed behind him, face flushing red.

He opened his arms for you as you settled on his chest, he was still breathing heavily and you could feel his heart beating out of his chest. There were small drops of sweat that trickled down his chest to his toned abs, you loved that you could make him feel this way and make him fill with pleasure.

You pulled the covers over the both of you and tangled your legs together, your hand rested on his chest as you drew small circles around the marks you left, and kissed his shoulder one last time.

“If the boys weren’t already awake they certainly are now” you laughed.

“I wouldn’t be laughing just yet baby girl. Let’s see how quiet you can be when I return the favour” he smirked placing a kiss on your temple as you both closed your eyes and fell asleep.

It’s safe to say that if you want to help Chan fall asleep all he needs is some cuddles a good head. Which you certainly don’t mind doing.

• a song by hazeracha©