#YES THEY ARE FINALLY DOING IT

[cuteteacakes]

The cab ride to the hotel went by in a blur, the ride up the elevator was excruciatingly slow and people kept getting on and off. The two didn't talk much, Caleb's brow was furrowed in what Anders could only assume was worry. Once they finally reached the room again, Anders opened his mouth to speak but Caleb did first.

“That was… exciting!”

Anders blinked. “...What?”

Caleb turned to him, his hands clenched in fists and his eyes sparkling. “My heart was pounding so hard the entire time! I know I said I was scared, and I was, oh god, I was terrified! But the thrill~! What a rush~!” Caleb collapsed on the sofa. “You wanna know what I learned now? I remember everything I heard! I think they were another kidnapping ring, Felix!”

Anders thought back to the boring conversations he had throughout the night. He swore there wasn’t anything of interest, and he’s been doing this for years. This was the first time Caleb did anything remotely akin to his job, and he got information? Was that fair..? He shrugged and sat on the couch next to Caleb. “Tell me everything.” 

Caleb began by saying he kept hearing something about a “silent auction” for the artwork, how everything was “under lock and key” and “in the back.” 

“They kept mentioning everything being ‘fresh’ and ‘untouched’... and I thought, why would they call artwork ‘untouched’? It’s art, it has to be touched by at least the artist! But then I thought-” he gasped, “-what if the silent auction is actually auctioning off virgins? Like minors and stuff?? Do you think it’s possible, Felix?” Caleb looked to him for an answer, but Anders was lost in his excitement. He was glowing and radiant… Anders held onto the word ‘untouched’ and put his hand on Caleb’s thigh, just above his knee.

“I think…” Anders watched as Caleb gasped again, looking to the hand on his thigh. “...you did such a good job…” He hooked his knuckles under Caleb’s chin and turned his head, capturing his lips with his own. Caleb’s body seemed to melt into the kiss and Anders hands slid to his shoulders, holding him tightly against him. He was getting so hot… the noises Caleb made weren’t helping… He wanted to run his hands over Caleb’s skin, all of it, he hadn’t felt this way in so long… 

“Felix…” Caleb pulled back with a whine, his hands clutching Anders’ shirt. “I… I want you so bad…” 

“Me too…” Anders’ voice was low, filled with need. He even surprised himself. “Caleb, I… I need to know if you’re okay with this… You’re sure you only had one champagne glass?”

“Mm-hm…” Caleb put his hand on top of Anders’ and moved it up his thigh, higher and higher. Anders swallowed.

“Because I don’t want you to regret anything in the morning. Part of me wonders if I should wait until this is over, when I’m not on the job and you’re not in danger-” He breathed out heavily the more Caleb moved his hand. He was almost touching-

“I won’t regret it, Felix… I’ve wanted this for a long time, you have no idea…~” Caleb drew a shaky breath, moving fingers higher still until they were brushing against his groin. “Touch me…~” 

Anders gulped, but nodded. He had wanted this for a long time too, he just… he didn’t want to mess it up, he supposed. He pushed up Caleb’s dress, gently laying him back onto the sofa, kissing him deeply again. The noises Caleb made only spurred him on, his hand now palming the other’s crotch, fingers itching to slip inside and touch. Anders broke the kiss to look at Caleb, judging whether he really was okay with this. Caleb whined, “Why’re you stopping??” so Anders went back to it. 

He hooked his fingers around the undergarments and pulled them down, his hand brushed against the hot skin underneath and his breath hitched. So did Caleb’s. They gazed at each other, and a silent understanding passed between them. Anders kissed Caleb again, his fingers wrapping around the other’s length. Caleb moaned into Anders’ mouth. The skin was so hot, it twitched in his grip… and yet he began to stroke methodically. Caleb’s back already arched off the couch and his hands gripped Anders’ shirt. 

“Sh-shit-!” Caleb’s breath came out in hot pants, sharp intakes followed by desperate whines. Anders would not deprive his Pink Carnation… He snatched up those lips again and began to pump faster. Caleb cried into his mouth, his body tensing. Anders felt the hot seed before he realized what was happening. He brought Caleb to orgasm… and now the younger man was panting and spent under him. Maybe he should stop for the night… that is, until he felt Caleb touching him. It made his body tremble and he took a sharp gasp.

“Felix, what about you..?” 

Anders shook his head quickly, though his heart was already beating wildly out of control. “Don’t worry about me, you should rest. You had a big night. We should stop-”

“Mm..” Caleb continued to palm him, rubbing his hand along his clothed crotch. “But I want you to feel good too..~”

“That’s not-” Anders’ breath hitched. Caleb sat up and began trying to undo his pants. “Caleb, please-” He wanted to tell him that they should wait. The more Caleb became passionate, the more Anders kept flashing back to seeing him terrified for his life, visiting him when he was at his low point, witnessing the change as they spent more time together… This was a complete 180 from back then… He blew air out his nose.

“What’s so funny?” 

Anders gazed at Caleb, with his slightly flushed cheeks and his tousled but still beautiful pink locks. “You, actually. You really want to continue this on the couch?”

The way Caleb’s entire being seemed to light up made Anders’ heart float on air. He practically scooped the younger up into his arms to carry him to the hotel suite king bed (the hotel said the couch could unfold into a bed too, but that wouldn’t do. Wouldn’t do at all…

Caleb’s half-lidded eyes never left his and in the span of a millisecond, Anders knew this was exactly how it was supposed to go with them.

[kensatou]

make men slutty again.

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bonus as rightfully added by @polyabathtub:

[cozylittleartblog]

not that we didn't already Know belos was full of shit, but it's even funnier knowing the titan was still alive the whole time and probably judging him

[egophiliac]

he did it! 🐍 and it only took...uhhh...well, there probably could've been less punches, but why hold back!

PUNCHES FOR EVERYONE

[buttercupshands]

I took that as a challenge so now it's a full comic of me making Siffrin happier by the second

And a small bonus

Because there's not one but two Siffrins who deserve some happiness in their lives

even if by just getting their favorite snack

[theribbajack]

"Now, the vow will be honoured, and my Lord brother's soul will return."

Radahn stans keep winning, but I personally am in Miyazaki's walls rn

[and-corn]

(pt 5 of this comic)

[lilybug-02]

Pain is a great motivator…

Part 26 || First || Previous || Next

—Full Series—

Meanwhile Toriel:

(Loud noises don't wake her up usually.)

Artist note: I’m so proud of this :))) I know it’s a lot of dialogue and reading, but dialogue is grueling work for me. I’m glad with the art and for the amount of pages I made in such a relatively short time span -w- page 5 was super fun to work on. A lot of blood, sweat, and hours here... :) The backgrounds were a big bore tbh, but I finished them! Yippie!

[ginger-rat]

It’s still you

[lass-us-slay]

So I read a prompt about how Wonder Woman found Danny in a trash can (don’t remember which one) and I was bored.

So I took that lil info and made it into an AU.

So basically, Danny get yeeted into this unknown universe and has no where to live. And no where to live means no money. No money means no food. No food means Danny can’t keep his human half sustained.

So what does he do?

Decides to not change into a human and live in a trash can.

Yes you heard that right, live in a trash can.

Because he’s a ghost, he doesn’t have to worry about the germs and stuff. But that doesn’t mean he lives in just any trash can! He lives in a clean one ☝️

AND he also decorated it with his name so other people know it’s his!

And so Danny has been here for a while now and realizes

Holy shit there’s hero’s here- you know what, why doesn’t he have hero’s back home?!

And being minorly annoyed jealous (but he’s never admitting that)he thought:

Well since there’s hero’s here already, guess I’m not needed.

.

.

.

Good. I’m tired af

And so Danny caries on his life, being content with his trash can and scaring whoever comes into his alley. It’s fun. Sure he sometimes needs to ugh overshadow people to feed his human side, but other than that.

It’s going great.

But Danny doesn’t realize that with Amity gone (or smth, you choose) which was his haunt, he slowly makes the trash can into his new haunt.

And slowly but surely, Danny’s beloved haunt trash can starts to become other worldly kinda.

Yk because of the ectoplasm.

So now Danny’s lovely trash can haunt has more space inside and- Hey Danny can actually sleep in it better!! And he got some company too!

In the form of blob ghosts.

Two actually.

They keep his trash can clean and help purifying some corrupted ectoplasm that he finds. Because for some reason this universe’s ectoplasm seems half way artificial and tastes a bit weird. Which is where the blob ghosts help out in.

Everything was great.

Danny was loving the trash can life style.

He has two blob ghosts friends. Which he named Sam and Tucker, and yea they couldn’t talk but that was fine.

He wasn’t lonely, he wasn’t. He had two very much talking friends like Sam and Tucker.

However one day two weirdly dressed people- oh they were hero’s.

Well anyway they found him, one woman stripper and one furry guy.

But it was on accident! He was just peaking out of his beloved haunt trash can, and they spotted him.

He stared, they stared back.

Then the woman stripper asked him questions, even when he said:

“Don’t mind me, have a nice day!”

But they just kept bother him and giving him weird looks and glances.

Which- rude.

Didn’t they see his mark on his haunt trash can? Obviously it means it’s his home, so they shouldn’t be bothering him still. He’s safe as can be.

Plus.

It’s not like he’s looking at them in suspicion and weirdness, I mean look at them! What kinda cheep knock off vampire fury mix and American stripper style clothing are those!

They should mind their own business!

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Just a silly lil drawing of this lmao, don’t mind me.

[syoemei]

inspired by dialogue in xmen

[yashley]

"Beauregard, yes. We are quite familiar."

[westywallowing]

oh the accidental transformations,,,

[merverelli]

polaroids of the crab king from the shrimp jump party 🦀👑

[omens-for-ophelia]

melting under blue skies, belting out sunlight, shimmering love well, baby, i surrender to the strawberry ice cream, never ever end of all this love - Counting Crows, Accidentally In Love

happy birthday to my sweet syrup pie @ineffabildaddy !

i can never truly express how grateful i am for you and your kind, wonderful soul, sam🩷 i speak for myself and the good omens fandom at large when i say we are so unbelievably lucky to have you!

[exvelovly]

nobody fucking talk to me are you joking the forehead touch the crystal THEY ARE THE ANOMALY they revolve around each other “you show me the light in every universe” but why do you persist even after everything i’ve done? “now all i want is my partner back” are you fucking kidding me get out leave do NOT come back

“i’m always with you” the parallels of each universe, first powder alone and then ekko on that fucking balcony both alone, “can we do it like the first time”, powder cherishing vi’s memory in the alternate to vi cherishing jinx’s in the real one. jinx paralleling not only vi but paralleling isha. powder and jinx, jinx and powder, one and the same, end me

and the animation? a fucking SPECTACLE you cannot be serious right now half of that battle half of those effects those were 2 fucking d frame by frame i fucking saw that shit don’t play with me oh my god

don’t even get me started on sevika as a councillor because from somebody willing to fight to silco’s right hand man to a councillor because she is always there and willing and she deserves that spot more than ever, and the city of progress having her undercity ass on the council someone please take me out with a double barrel shotgun right the fuck now

do you guys understand there will NEVER, EVER be a show so wildly BATSHIT insane again how does one even begin to attempt trying to top this in any way shape or form