#WAIT JAY
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alright, who is he sending this to
bc ain’t no way is this man bitchless. WHICH SINGLE MAN WOULD TAKE PHOTOS IN BED LOOKING LIKE THIS??
#the said bitch is me😊#IM KIDDING#WAIT JAY#BABY#FUCKBOY HOONIE IS BACK AND WE LOVE HIM😍😍#BRO I KNOW I OBSESS OVER ALL THE BOYS BUT WTF HOON’S EYEBROWS ARE LITERALLY SAURRR PRETTY
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WAKE UP BABE!!!!!ITS TLNM'S ANNIVERSARY TODAY!!!!! 22ND SEPTEMBER!!!!!LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOO happy 7th anniversary to THE movie ever 🫶🫶
Hq ver
#AHHGGGGGG TLNMMMMM!!!!!!ITS TLNM'S DAYTOFAY EVERYOEN SHHHHHHH#casually posting this at midnight how awesome is that#sorry if iuh. clog the tlnm tag today i have a bunvha things to post 😼😼😼#ouhhh how much this movie means to me....i have such a soft spot for it this movie means rhe WORLD to me😭😭ICNAT DOIT#ok ill shut up now#my art#ninjago#ninjago fanart#lego ninjago#tlnm#the lego ninjago movie#lloyd garmadon#cole brookstone#jay walker#kai smith#zane julien#nya smith#woah buddy tahtsa. lotta tags!!!!idc thooohchhxshxhc#gif#tlnm anniversary#ninjago movie#more exciting stuff to come soon jusy wait and see yalls
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Me when me when me when me when
Me when this this duo (the worms got me it’s too late for me y’all)
#i am so normal and ordinary i swear#i only miss zane and lloyd interactions a little bit#ninjago#lego ninjago#ninjago fanart#lloyd ninjago#ninjago lloyd#lloyd montgomery garmadon#lloyd garmadon#young lloyd#zane ninjago#ninjago zane#zane julien#i think they should be called LastNameDuo#because. yk.#oh wait jay#ah fuck it#cablart
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The Master of Fire.
poster on redbubble
#ninjago#kai smith#my art#ninjago kai#lego ninjago#lego ninjago fanart#ninjago dragons rising#Bois i'm seeing red#ALSO NEW TRAILER YIPEEE#I said i'll post when the season released#BUT NO WAY I'M WAITING FOR OCTOBER BRO#Anyway Kai my beloved#best gi's..... I still think every Dragon rising are just amazing in every regards#season 2 also amazing#fugitive is always one I think I'm going to hate coloring but it ends up fine lol#who is next I wonder#probably will do a poll to decide#but I think either Cole or Jay lmao
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Checking up on his commission
#hate this guy. spoilers under tag cutoff#i fear i may have cooked with the tags. slash jay.#I've always imagined him with Particulars but I keep forgetting to draw them til like now#he speaks in lowercase to me. for reasons#I wanna know more about this untrustworthy bisexual but I also kinda wanna attack him every time he shows up#cant wait for the inevitable boss fight#fun fact: according to the dictionary 'nebulae' can refer to a clouded spot on the cornea that can cause defective vision#a limbus is 'the junction of the cornea and sclera in the eye'#so I think I speak for us all when I say WHAT THE FUCK MAN#what the hell was he on abt with Dante falling from the sky. and by sheep does he mean June 985 or?#if anyone wants to theorise on my post I'm all for it#limbus company#dante lcb#demian lcb#⏰🐍#unfortunately proud of that caption btw he really is just wanting his comm#HM WAIT BACK AGAIN#is the way the San was on about with leading the fallen nebulae home what causes J985?#as in - it is not people dying but them returning to their rightful place outside the City#with Purgatorio being the war 📘[i think] mentioned#is the doomsday Dante's head leading to the war? it typically refers to humanity's self destruction#or any globlal catastrophe#oh ok with PM is being sneaky again the Wiki page says it was inaugurated in June and guess when the MDE is#but generally things like nuclear war - AI and climate change are the main factors contributing to it#and we've already faced AI in the prev games via Angie so presumably one of the others will be the main force behind Dante's midnight#i personally like the nuclear angle given how Dante's head is already a clock#*BOMB. THEIR HEAD IS A BOMB THAT CAN BLOW UP#please do not write tags at night this was a bad idea
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Your last blurb has me thinking of Steve and soft early relationship smut where it’s still fairly new and exciting and he’s just so sweet and wants to be close to you 💔💔
this is basically the premise of a little less conversation BUT it’s also such a good prompt anyways that i wanna write something goofy n domestic hehe <3 u put heartbreak emojis but i’m making this goopy sry! and actually it’s not even soft god i’m sorry MDNI this entire blog is 18+
Steve sinks into you in one slow thrust and makes a noise like he’s been stabbed, his forehead to your collarbone.
For one very long moment, he doesn’t move.
“You… you okay?” You ask, all breathy yourself. Your cunt pulses wildly, eager for him to start moving, for some friction— but you’re worried he’s maybe hurt himself somehow. “Steve?”
“I’m good,” He hisses, voice all tight like he is very much not at all good. It blends away as a husky tone threads through his voice. “God, sorry, you just feel—“
He gives a little rock of his hips, pulling out an inch and thrusting back in and a beautiful moan pulls from his lips. He does it again, pulling out a little further and pushing himself back in to your wet, inviting cunt.
He groans again, “Oh my god, I like you so much.”
You startle a laugh, your arms around his neck sliding down so you can pull his head up a bit. Steve’s flushed and looking sheepish by the time you get him face to face. His hips haven’t stopped moving, still small, perfect thrusts in and out, driving you mad.
“Sorry,” He says again, half panting. “Not the best thing to say the first time we fuck but,” He huffs, a throaty moan slipping out in the middle of the sentence. “It’s true.”
You’re beginning to pant too, all your inhales sounding gaspy and high. Your thighs spread more instinctively, pulling them further back to your chest, letting him get in deeper.
“N-No, it’s good,” You say, smiling a bit as he focuses on your face, his lips parted and pupils blown wide. “I really like you too.”
Your words inspire another moan, particularly loud, and his hips rut into you with more fervor, a soft lewd squelching noise beginning to fill the bedroom. Steve moans shakily, peppering sloppy kisses up the side of your neck.
One hand shifts on your hip, sliding up to press your leg further out and unexpectedly, and there’s an audible pop of a joint cracking. Steve stills instantly, still inside you, as he stares down at your hip.
“Oh my god—”
“No, no, it’s fine!” You hastily interrupt, knowing what he’s thinking. You tug his gaze over to you and away from your leg, seeing the smidge of panic in his eyes. “It just cracks sometimes, you couldn’t know that, it’s fine, it didn’t hurt.”
Steve deflates rapidly, giving a relieved chuckle against your chest where he buries his face. When he speaks, his words are all muffled, “I thought I broke your hip.”
You can’t help it, you laugh a bit at that— imagining his panic at the thought. For the third time, you urge his face up and out of hiding, leaning up to nuzzle against his face.
“Quickest way to end a relationship ever,” He jokes, but you can hear the genuine worry beneath his humour.
“No, no, I’m sorry I should’ve told you,” You murmur tenderly, dropping little kisses along his cheeks and nose. His face blazes hot beneath your ardent affection. “But hey, we’re figuring it out, aren’t we? That’s part of the fun, yeah?”
You use your ankles, crossed over his tailbone, to press him into you and Steve gets the message quickly, starting up his gentle thrusts again with a grunt. The soft noises of sex resume, mixed with your combined low moans. The rhythm from before is easy to slip back into. Your cunt throbs hotly, pleasure starting to drool through your stomach.
“Yeah,” Steve breathes heavily, watching your face closely. “Part of the fun. Fuck, you’re so pretty.”
He says it so sincerely that it makes you gasp, clenching around him and eyes screwing closed for a moment. A low whine crawls out your throat.
“God, fuck you for saying that,” You say, with no heat at all. You can’t open your eyes just yet, you’ll combust if you see how handsome he looks right now.
“Yeah?” Steve huffs, sounding a little smug. Your cunt gushes at the sound of his voice. “Oh, you’re right. Figuring this stuff out is the fun part.”
You whine as he fucks in a little harder, the angle just right to have your gut twisting up in pleasure. Your breath is ragged and you finally open your eyes again, swallowing back another sound at the sight of Steve. Messy haired, pink cheeks, reddened lips. He looks hotter than you’ve ever seen him.
“Shut up and hold my hand,” You say— because two can play that game. It works a charm. You can feel the stutter in his hips, see the ripple on his face, hear the whimper in his throat.
Steve keens, tucking his face down into your neck again. His hand searches the sheets til it finds yours, fingers intertwining before he presses your linked hands into the mattress and ruts into your snug cunt harder and faster, deeper.
“F-Fuck,” He stammers, a moan lilting the word. “I like you so much.”
You can’t even laugh this time round because your mind is starting to melt a little at the edges— but it makes the pleasure all that much better, knowing he means it.
#wait i kinda froth this one#it’s fun it’s goofy it’s hot#steve loves to telling u he likes you hehehe#steve harrington x reader#steve x reader#steve harrington#jay writes#steve harrington smut#steve harrington x reader smut#steve x you#steve harrington x you#steve harrington fic#steve harrington fanfiction#fuck titles i hate thinking of them
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Tim *on his 68th hour of no sleep trying to finish the cases he stole from the cave after being banished to titans tower because of red hood, fully believing he's all alone there*: ok but what if we blow up the tower, fake our deaths, and take a 3 week vacation? Way more effective than just sending me here and hope for the best with the unhinged murderer fixated on me.
YJ *worried about their team leader and annoyed at their mentors, actually considering*: sure, why not?
Bart: I'll go get the explosives.
Kon: but how will they know we died here?
Tim *fully invested now*: the cameras don't have audio, we have a bunch of our blood and we can drop a bag of our teeth plus some kryptonite to make it convincing.
Kon *shrugs*: close enough.
#an hour later jason gets to the tower fully intending to “clip the replacement's wings” or wtv and is just in time to see it all go up in#flames and a weird green color that reminds him of the pit#thirty minutes later batman and nightwing show up to find the red hood without his helmet on in a full blown panic attack#and wait is that jason? omg jay! hold on did you blow up the tower?#the whole thing is enough to snap Jason out of the rage and like actually talk things out with his family#Bruce is conflicted on the one side he has his precious boy back and healthy. no the heads in a bag are irrelevant#but also he lost another one and it was his fault tim was even there to begin with#and then Tim returns rested and like nothing happened and Bruce doesn't know whether to yell at him or hug him for bringing back Jason#and Tim is just like ??? I left a note? (he didn't)#batman#batfam#tim drake#bruce wayne#titans tower#jason todd#red hood#i don't actually know what this is
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He’s our now boys
Treat him well
Happy new year btw
#my art#art#drawing#digital art#mickey mouse#jai art#disney#steamboat willie#HE FREE FROM HIS PRISON#LETS GOOOO#I can’t wait for the Steamboat Willie horror movie
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????? LITERALLY TOXIC MARRIED STRAIGHT COUPLE "you should apologize for cheating on me in my dream >:(!!" ENERGY???? HELLO????????? THIS IS SO FUNNY I FELT LIKE HE OR KAI WAS GONNA SHOUT "THATS IT IM GETTING A DIVORCE" EVERY 2 SECONDS OF THIS SCENE
#ninjago#cole brookstone#jay walker#kai jiang#kai smith#wait should i tag ships#uhh#bruiseshipping#lavashipping#plasmashipping#? technically#polyninja#WHY ARE THERE SOMMANY...#'Yea‚ well‚ that's NOT what you said in my dream! 🤬' COLE UR HYSTERICAL#dumbassshipping#←UNNACCEPTABLE SHIP NAME IT HAS 3 S'S IN A ROW I HATE#ninjago liveblog#geoplasmashipping
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Industry is not a comedy
#industry#industry hbo#myha'la herrold#myha'la#jay duplass#industry bbc#industryedit#tvedit#hboedit#*#just some personal favorite lines#ive been waiting months to make this i need EVERYONE to watch this show
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#teehee#glaciershipping#wait just thinking#could alternative glacier ship name be#…#cone#HAHHAHAHAHHDHFHFHFJI#ninjago#polyninja#lego ninjago#ninjago meme#lego ninjago meme#zane ninjago#cole ninjago#kai ninjago#jay ninjago#zane julien#cole brookstone#jay walker#marsipain sillies#marsjago#i guess#lmao
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administration concept
#ninjago#lego ninjago#ninjago dragons rising#ninjago administration#ninjago jay#i mentioned this as a passing joke to my good buddy pal but man wait this idea kind of slaps#if it was in the realm of the departed instead of the realm of madness i gues... or both? bisexual?#the administration#jay ninjago#jay walker#suit jay#ninjago dragons rising spoilers#sort of? literally just that the administration exists and jays in it..#wyrm draws#purgatory administration
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various tims
#marble hornets#mh#tim wright#tim marble hornets#masky#masky mh#still trying to figure out how to draw this man’s face#I think I got it?? maybe????#oh yeah wait#jay merrick#there’s one of him. but it counts.
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𓈒ㅤ𑁯 YOU KNOW I WANT YOU, ! ˚ യ
is here in your perfect eyes, they're all i can see, just know that these things will never change for us at all. would you lie with me and just forget the world?
lee heeseung with fem!reader in the city of love. ⋆ ARCHIVE? g. fluff, s2l, wordcnt. 550 chasing cars; snow patrol
ROCK BAND FRONTMAN heeseung who also happens to be your NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOUR, stumbling into you the first time when you're moving your amazon packages you accidentally ordered to his apartment number. caught right in the middle of picking up the last box, your pretty eyes looking up at him all wide and surprised.
like a little bunny caught stealing berries— he's hooked right from the beginning.
"hey, i'm heeseung," ordering his packages to your door so he can start a little something, to know your name, to know what your voice sounds like. to let you know you he is open to talk to you given any chance.
always trying to find opportunities to bump into you, looking through the peephole whenever he's home to see if you'd head out, ready with either 'taking out the trash' or 'going out for groceries' he's so desperate to get close to you, always offering to help you out with anything and everything. sometimes calling you over to listen to a new draft or to have a taste of the new recipe he tried. it shows on his face, just how he feels. and he doesn't mind it, he wants you to know; it's not a secret he tries to hide.
"it's easy, i can teach you," offering to teach you how to play the guitar when you awe over his skills. the thought of having his hands over yours, guiding them to hit the strings right, his face right next to yours, cheeks touching; it was a step closer.
slow and steady was his plan.
but once he knew of how you'd been here only for a one year work program, he realizes there isn't enough time to take it slow. and from then on he's actively pursuing you. asking you out on dates, even though he doesn't specifically tell you it's a date, the things he takes you out for are obvious enough. expensive restaurants and famous bakeries, pretty parks and romantic plays, boating picnics and city tours to show you all the places he'd bring you to every weekend.
waiting right outside the building with breakfast, in the morning when you leave for work to walk with you and drop you off. sometimes he'd wait outside your door but after you told him he doesn't need to do so much for you, he stubbornly opted to wait downstairs, telling you he's heading to work too. his studio on the other side and his 'work' starting whenever he wants it to.
sometimes he would ask you to come over for help because he can't write anything and having you close gives him inspiration. sitting with you out in the balcony, coffee mugs in hand while he makes you laugh, your pretty little smile flooding his mind with hearts and fuzzy feelings.
sending flowers to your workplace at lunch along with little desserts and sweet little notes telling you he'll keep trying until the end.
slowly as you accept him and his love, he'd invite you to his shows, giving you vip passes for backstage so you can be with before and after he's on stage. dedicating songs to a special someone and talking about everything he loves about you, he's smitten; wondering what he'd do when the year is over.
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#enhypen imagines#k-labels#THE FIRST PIC IS TOTALLY HIM WAITING FOR YOU DOWNSTAIRS!#enhypen headcanons#enhypen scenarios#enhypen drabbles#enhypen reactions#enhypen fluff#enhypen soft hours#enhypen soft thoughts#enhypen heeseung imagines#enhypen jay imagines#enhypen jake imagines#enhypen sunghoon imagines#enhypen sunoo imagines#enhypen jungwon imagines#enhypen niki imagines#enhypen x you#enhypen x reader#enhypen x female reader#enhypen x y/n
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Bruising it up
#ninjago#ninjago dragons rising#dragons rising#cole brookstone#jay walker#cole ninjago#jay ninjago#bruiseshipping#ninjago fanart#me art#crazy over CEO jay i cant wait for the new season yayyyy
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what about jealous steve…
ok it’s not quite jealous steve, more like possessive steve but that’s cos i half wrote it and then came back and i’m not wasting precious writing <3 ok mwah as always, MDNI THIS ENTIRE BLOG IS 18+
You and Steve split up for all of 10 minutes before he’s back at your side, one hand sliding into your back pocket, kissing the side of your head in hello.
The kiss burns lightly where it's pressed into your hair. The usual party music dwindles in the background, playing from the other room.
“Hey sweetheart,” He murmurs, voice all low.
He ducks his head low to press another kiss to your skin, this time against the heat of your neck. You squirm at the sudden attention and smile apologetically at your friend, almost flustered, and turn to him.
“Hi,” You smile up at him through your lashes. “What’s that special greeting for?”
“Nothin’,” Steve hums, smiling back, even as his hand in your pocket gives a little squeeze. He’s got that flush he always gets after one or two beers, colouring his face.
He gives you a little tug sideways, towards him. “C'mon, I wanna talk to you.”
You huff a laugh but follow him all the same, leaving with a quick wave to your friend over your shoulder. Steve’s hand slips from your back pocket to tangle with your hand and he leads you through the living room and out to the hallway. Doors line it and Steve seems to know exactly where he’s heading.
“Sure,” You laugh a bit, on the adoring side. “We totally came to this party so we talk to each other—“ Steve pushes through one of the doors, revealing an empty bedroom. “— in an empty bedroom.”
Behind you, the door snips shut. Steve turns and steals a glance at the drink in your hand, plucking it from you without any warning.
“Hey!” You say, as he puts it down on a surface behind him. “I was drin—oh,”
In one fluid motion, Steve steps in and backs you up against the door, one hand settling on your waist. The other curls beneath your chin, cradling your jaw and you barely get a moment to gasp before his lips are on yours.
Hot and desperate, Steve kisses you like you’re a feast for him to devour— fierce kisses, little nips, adoring little noises as he finally gets his lips on you like he’s been dreaming of all night.
You make a soft noise in your throat, a sound of appreciation. Your hands travel up to rest on his chest, fingers twining around the collar of his polo.
Pulling back, Steve’s delighted to see you already look a little messy — your lips pinker than normal, your eyes wider, darker.
“Really?” He asks, his voice low and teasing. Steve leans in and kisses your neck again, in the same place he did put in the living room. His breath is hot against your skin when he murmurs against your skin? “You didn’t think we’d end up here?”
Something in the gravel of his tone makes your back arch, something warm thrumming within you as Steve begins to suckle the skin of your neck. Fuck, you think, beginning to pant, Of course he’s going for a hickey.
“I- uh,” Your voice is already soaked in a sigh, your fingers clenching over his shoulders tightly as pleasure begins to drool through your core.
Steve continues before you can even answer his first question. His hand on your waist moves, shifting down til he’s grabbing at the apex of your thigh. His fingers dig into the swell of your ass, cupping it so he can pull you forward — right as his thigh slots between yours easily.
“You think i could come to these parties,” He breathes, moving your hips for you. “with you, looking this fucking hot,” You pant beneath him. “and not need to leave a mark?”
Following his word true, his hot mouth reattaches to your neck, sucking with fervor this time. His hand on your ass moves and finds its place in your back pocket again, squeezing and dragging your hips forward once more.
The other shifts down squeeze at your chest, his deft fingers rubbing over your nipple with eased practice. You moan prettily, rutting down against the denim, the friction downright sinful.
Your hands have a mind of their own, still moving up, and now they twist into the hair at the nape of his neck. Steve’s moves on to a new spot on your neck now, further down, and you’re helpless to do anything but let him.
Something in your cunts throbs at the possessiveness. You could very happily do this all night. The ambience of the party just behind the door slips away almost completely.
Steve pulls back after a couple of minutes, lips sheened with spit, his hair a mess from how you’ve been dragging your hands through it. His heavy eyes drag slowly from your marked up neck down to where you’re still grinding onto his thigh. His cock thickens in his jeans.
“Fuck,” He sighs, the sound rough in his throat. He moves his other hand down so he’s holding your hips, dragging your hips forward at his own, controlled pace. You nudge against his hard on with every motion.
“You don’t do this for anyone else, do you?” He asks, a dash of a smirk on his face. Smug. Possessive. Adored with you. You shake your head, each of your breaths lilted with a moan.
“Just you,” You say, knowing what he wants to hear. You know your boyfriend, so you know exactly why he’s pulled you in here and marked up your neck— and it only fuels your lust. “Only you, Steve,”
Steve’s cock twitches in his pants, his breath catching in his throat.
“God, fuck this party,” He mutters, diving in to capture your lips with his. You’re both so riled up, the kiss strong and hungry from both sides.
He breaks the kiss but doesn’t pull back, forehead pressed against yours. “Let’s ditch this place. I can’t let you go out there looking like this.”
You huff a laugh but are inclined to agree. “You’re the one who made me like this.”
“I know,” Steve says. “But now I might be giving people ideas.”
That makes you laugh— the perplexity of his reasoning. Boy logic, you suppose. Your arms around his neck tug him closer, stealing a kiss.
“Better get me home then, huh?”
Steve grins, knowing exactly what’s waiting at home—and kisses you with the promise of what’s to come.
#again… i cannot resist making him loverboy#possessive steve is like hell yeah i’ll just give u loads of hickeys!#afterwards is like damn…. wait no#no one else can see u like this#hehehe#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington#steve x reader#jay writes#steve harrington smut#steve harrington x reader smut#steve harrington x you#steve harrington imagine#steve harrington x you smut
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