#absolute heart eyes for him

[seraphdreams]

thigh riding wif daddy ran is very much been on my head today alllllllll day 🥺🥺 need him so bad

thigh riding is something so personal to me. his hands on your waist, better yet—his fingers, clad in those expensive rings, gripping the flesh of your hips so tight it could leave an indent as you rut up n down his toned thigh. making a mess all over his slacks that he’s for sure going to have to take to the cleaners but right now that doesn’t matter, what matters is keeping up the continuous string of praises flowing from his lips. when you’re kissing down his jaw and his neck, lips taking extra care of that inked spot on his adams apple. he can’t help but tell you how good you are, how you’re doing it so well, and make a mess for daddy.. he really can’t help it. his smooth, deep voice like honey to your ears encourages you to make him proud — to keep him proud.

poor man’s probably so hard in his slacks too, trying his best to feign unaffected, but it gets the better of him, his head tipping back and thighs tensing while he just so slightly jerks his hips up to chase friction. you got him falling apart :( and maybe then once you cum, he’ll really show you how much you affected him, pin you down so you can’t wiggle away, and fuck you… no, make love to you, so well you’ll be dizzy n dumb by the time he’s done with you. that’s just how daddy is.

[aenslem]

Then employ one of your own superstitions. Wish me luck.

[yuwuta]

gojo would kill your work husband. but if he were the work husband, that's a different story

REAL!! he’s such a hypocrite because if someone mentioned you had a work husband, his entire world would stop and he wold devise the absolute worst plans to make sure that your co-worker, everyone at your job, and everyone in the next building over knew that he was happily committed to you 

but if he is the work husband, he’s very........ dutiful in his role. there’s a loose office/lawyer au in my head where satoru is your secretary, and for all intents and purposes, your personal assistant, and he’s good at his job, but mostly because he considers his job to be pleasing you. he has coffee for you when you arrive, he moves your schedule around without you asking, he has answers to questions before you can even ask them, he has fresh flowers on your desk weekly, pokes into your meetings to pretend to hand you a file that’s really just maybe a single document in a manilla folder with candy on top of it—he’s made himself your business, your partner; he’s made himself irreplaceable, and he loves to remind everybody of that fact. 

he’s also extremely loyal. sure, he could day a week’s worth of work done in about a day, but that doesn’t mean he’ll just use his talents for anybody. he’s your secretary, so he’s at your beck and call, and everyone knows it. they know he’s the best, but also that he’s off limits—not because you won’t share him, but because satoru won’t let himself be shared. 

he also extends his duties beyond work, of course. when he hands you a print out of your schedule for the day and you’re confused by the three-hour block of time you have in the middle of the day, satoru just helps you shrug your coat of your shoulders and smiles, “that’s for the lunch date you have with me, of course!” hanging up your coat in your closet for you, “i’m paying, see you soon, sweets.” and because you’re great at your job, and satoru helps you be great, nobody really questions when the two of you have time for a 13-course tasting menu at 1pm on a tuesday afternoon. and if they did, all satoru would say that you two had a lovely date 

[shima-draws]

my headcannon is that sanji is a cringefail loser when it comes to flirting, and his tactics don't work on anyone but luffy who is utterly charmed by this dufus.

Sanji could smash a man’s head into the ground and be soaked in his blood and Luffy will just sit there kicking his feet and giggling and going “Sanji’s sooooo cute 🥰”

[the-library-of-forgotten-endings]

i'm gonna be so real all of lights plans would have fallen apart if the authors had bothered to make their female characters complex and have an IQ above room temperature

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

reposting from my twottwer but

ethan isnt ugly because of his chin or nose, he looks bad because 99% of photos taken of him r in the game where he has no expression and looks extremly uncanny, his chin and nose are lauvely and are features many people have but just arent conventional beauty standards

liek theres a mod where they put his model over another resident evil character and he has full facial animation and he looks GREAT because his eyes arent popping out like he saw a cartoon ghost!

mod

re7 (no facialanimation)

ethan is just a average normal everyman, he LOOKS like some random civillian and it fits bcs he is! it would be strange if he was some chisled super soldier whos built like a brick wall because hes a software engineer who lived in california bro is not going to have a built of a body builder

and thats ok!!

[brynnmclean]

I think if Mairon had to acknowledge exactly how fucking messed up he is because of Melkor and everything he did to survive Angband and what he built himself into during the First Age, I think he would-- well. I think he wouldn't, is the thing.

I think he can't allow himself to think about it too hard. What was it Charlie Vickers said about him still putting himself down through the rabbit hole-- he's been moving forward so long that he can't stop and look his own darkness in the eye. None of this can be about him, about fixing him. He utterly refuses the self-scrutiny. It has to be about fixing the world, about finding that perfect peace at any cost. I really don't think he thought about the elvish rings healing him. And actually I think if he put Nenya on and had a moment of-- idk, peace or healing or some distance from the scars Melkor left, I think it would be absolutely agonizing to him.

And you know, if he got to the end of his ruthless pursuit for perfect order and got everything he thinks he wants, I don't even know if he could look at the ruin of himself and what all the means have done to him in pursuit of an end.

I don't know that he could stop! He's been running so long!!!! I like to think that part of his refusal to plead with the Valar for pardon and mercy-- in addition to not wanting to be shamed and beholden to other people for the work of repair-- is that he can't listen when anyone says, you need to sit down and look at the trauma in you, it'll feel so bad, but you need to do it to really move past it, and then you'll need to see the steps you took in His shadow, as His shadow-- he can't, he can't, he doesn't want to, he won't, he'll keep running, there is no stopping--

[evelynpr]

You ever think about how All Might has two male exes that both have a child with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a big heart?

[varpusvaras]

Based on an idea I got from this ask, also closely related to the vigilante!au with @rooksunday

Bail read through the page. He noted down a few things on it to use for the proposal for the next pre-committee meeting. Bail read through the next page. He noted down a few things on it to use for later.

Bail read through the next page. He noted down a few things. He read through the next page. He noted down a few things. He was sure they would be useful. At least in some way. The words in whatever he was noting were correct, at the very least, were the same ones he had seen being discussed in the last meeting. It would suffice.

He read through the next page. He noted down a few things.

There was a small thud on the desk. Sheltay had put down a cup in front of him. Bail nodded and took it. It was caf.

Sheltay's face was pinched. She was worried. Bail knew that she was, and so was everyone else.

Not much that anyone could do about it, least of all Bail himself.

Bail put the cup down. He read through the next page. He noted down a few things.

Sheltay cleared her throat softly.

"Sir", she said. "Would you not like to take a break?"

A kind suggestion, for some, perhaps. But Bail had grieved before, and he knew very well what would happen if he stopped even for a moment.

He did not have the time to stop.

"A bit later", he said. "Thank you."

He read through the next page. He noted down a few things. He read through the next page. He noted down a few things.

"Sir", Sheltay said. She hesitated for a moment. "I know I'm bold when I say this, but...I think that the Commander wouldn't have wanted for you to be like this."

More kind words for some.

Not for Bail, unfortunately.

"No", he said. "I made a promise to him. So did Breha. We would not abandon what we are all fighting for. We would not abandon his brothers, even if he isn't here."

It had been so important to Fox, for them to keep fighting, for them to not lift Fox above their duty. For Bail and Breha to take care of his brothers for him, as he hadn't trusted anyone else to do so.

Bail would do so. He would, no matter what.

No matter how much everything inside of him was tearing itself apart.

Sheltay sighed softly.

"Of course, Sir", she said, and then stayed quiet.

Bail went back to reading. He read through the next page. He noted down a few things. He read through the next page. He noted down a few things.

He had gotten through twenty-two pages more, when Sheltay's comlink beeped loudly.

"Apologies, Senator", Sheltay said. She went quiet again for a few moments, perhaps reading a message, and then she suddenly pushed a datapad in front of Bail. "Apologies, again, Sir, but there are some news that might interest you too."

Bail pushed the datapad in front of him away and watched as Sheltay put on the newsfeed.

Multiple Republic Officials Accused of Treason - Evidence Brought Forward by A Mysterious Operator

Bail watched as the anchor started to list names, so many names, of people who had, apparently, been playing for the Separatists this whole time.

It was- there were so many names, and the amount of evidence just kept piling up higher and higher, so much so that Bail's head was starting to physically hurt from trying to keep up with it.

Not much is known about the mysterious agent that brought all of this evidence to light. No name, no face, though some have already given him a moniker: the Coruscant Knight. We couldn't think of a more fitting name for this fighter of peace and justice-

Bail stopped listening to the anchor as the news shifted to a recording taken from speeder lanes. The Coruscant Knight intercepts the speeder of Officials trying to escape after the evidence of their treason was brought forward flashed on top of the screen in obnoxiously sized letters, but Bail ignored them too.

He watched as another speeder flew next to the one on the video, and from it, jumped out a man dressed in black and red armor. Bail watched as the man landed on the speeder next to his, and with practised moves, unlocked the cockpit and jumped inside, taking out the driver and crashing the speeder to a nearby building's walkway. The man leaped out of the speeder before it hit the side of the building, landing on the walkway after flipping through the air with more of the same practised ease, before walking over to the speeder, closing the cockpit again and short-circuiting the locks in a span of a few seconds, leaving the passengers securely locked inside of the speeder.

Then he turned around, his smooth, black helmet turning up to look directly at the drone recording him, and in a blink of an eye, he had his blaster out, and the drone was shot down in one, precise shot, cutting the recording at once.

Some more letters were flashing on the screen, the anchor kept talking, but Bail could only stare at the now still image of the man in the armor right in front of him.

It was a different armor, in different colors, with a different pattern, and a different blaster than the one he had seen being used before, but Bail knew him.

He knew him like his own heart.

Bail finally remembered how to breathe again.

"Fox?"

[starry-bi-sky]

Hello!! Question about clone^2, what are the styles of Danny and Damian? Like day to day stuff for example. Does Danny buy Damian the traditional 8 yr old clothes (dinosaurs with sunglasses tees, stuff like that) or does Damian already have a style he likes? And Danny! I know that Sam gives Danny various punk hairstyles and that he prefers gender neutral stuff but outside of that what would Danny wear in general?

You don’t have to answer of course, but I’ll give you a thank you in advance!

- kindest regards, Gas Can

I LOVE GETTING ASKS NO WORRIES MY GUY. AS MY FAVORITE SAYING GOES 'THE QUICKEST WAY TO STARRY'S HEART IS THROUGH HER ASK BOX'.

And I love this question, this is a good one!! If damian's 8 then he's been around the fenton house for about a year or so. I can't see baby dames ever willingly wearing traditional child-like clothes, at least not in the beginning when he first arrives at the Fenton house. Which he'd be around 6-7.

Danny tells him (with the help of google translate) that he's going shopping to buy him new clothes sometime during Damian's early stay since the little man had been wearing the same clothes he arrived in for a while (which you can find here with the reblog of the colored version) and honestly he probably asks damian if he wants to come along to pick something out. he doesn't know the kid's style and it might be a bad idea because damian might make a run for it, but danny's caught him before at this point.

(plus he'll need help carrying bags - his hands are freshly injured and still smarting. they're not as bad as they will be in the future, but hand injuries hurt. consider it repayment for being the cause of it, damian)

And early Damian would choose clothes that remind him most of the league - so dark colors, more formal styles, think like how you'd imagine his original template to dress like, if you will. Danny is side-eyeing him in judgy bewilderment, but says nothing other than to complain about the price tag. Of which Damian has no idea what he's saying. He'd stick with those clothes until he has his little moment with Danny in the OPS Center where he finally tells him he's a clone (even though Danny already knows) and that he doesn't want to go back. After that he'd reluctantly and steadily start branching out.

So eight year old Damian, whose begun to chill out more and act more like a child his age would? I don't think he'd ever wear graphic t-shirts about kids shows, but I can see him wearing graphic tees of like, animal facts on it, animals, stars, etc etc, and then plain shirts in a variety of increasing color. I have this mental image that Danny buys Damian one of those joke shirts that says "bro I'm 8" / "this is what an awesome eight year old looks like" (with two thumbs pointing at itself) and Damian wears it to school a week later. Damian's variety of shirts increases the more comfortable he gets and the more he comes into his own identity.

Damian also, steadily, keeps stealing Danny's flannels even if they're almost comically large on him. They're comfy and he's embracing his role as baby brother (and also he really looks up to him because he understands, to an extent, of what danny's done for him). Danny and the Fentons start buying Damian his own after a while because, well, he can't keep taking Danny's.

And Danny! I'm so glad you mentioned Danny, my favorite GNC boy. I keep forgetting myself sometimes that I gave him long hair, even if it is my favorite thing about him. And honestly? Danny doesn't really do much with his hair if Sam isn't styling it. He usually lets it stay down on his head, and then pulls it back into a ponytail or a half-ponytail at school depending on what he's doing (gym vs a test).

He keeps it in a ponytail as phantom to keep it out of his face, and then when he's working on a Ghost Case he sometimes has it up in a (messy™) bun because the feeling of having his hair on his neck when its in a ponytail drives him nuts, especially when sleep deprived. Sam teaches him how to braid it back into a simple braid and its become a new fidget for him to braid his hair and then unbraid it. It's easier to keep off his face than a ponytail, so he sometimes braids it back when he's sneaking out as phantom. It happens more often once he gets skilled at it.

And danny's style! I know you probably only meant his hairstyle, but I also wanna talk about his aesthetic! He doesn't really put much into his appearance. Very teenager-y boy 'threw on the first thing i saw on a hanger/floor' type, but he kinda has a bit more of a casual, soft grungy-like look as an older teen. Just some hints of Sam's influence - and you know what, some of Tucker's as well because that's his best friend too.

(Off topic but 19yo Danny from my Childhood Friends Dead On Main au has a similar style that's a bit soft punk as well, and that is somewhat more intentional on CFAU Danny's part. Why make an au if I can't play dress up with my favorite character? :))

Mostly because I read a Spider-Man x DP fic that described Danny (from an outsider's pov) as looking kinda like a skater boy who listens to alt rock music and it's been my personal interpretation of him ever since. So he has band tees, flannels, graphic tees with jokes on them, shirts with astronomy facts on them, and idk if he'd ever buy ripped jeans but Sam has certainly bought him some and they fit so *shrugs* he wears them. And he has one or two of those denim jackets with the hoodie sewn inside it. And from Tucker he has a few turtlenecks because Tucker reads as a turtleneck-kinda guy, geek chic-ish.

[designernishiki]

strongly believe that those few lines in kiwami 2 where majima hits on kaoru while half-dead in the street were literally just put there to try (and fail) to negate how fucking gay it looks when kiryu cradles a bloody badly-injured majima in his arms as majima tells him that he basically just fought an entire army of yakuza singlehandedly for kiryu and kiryu alone, fully aware that doing so would almost definitely be the death of him. but you know. whatever

[robertwaltons]

behold: the doomed unrequited waltonstein manifesto courtesy of twitter user ustfile

[shima-draws]

I briefly considered a roleswap AU where Cora is the one to be enslaved by the Celestial Dragons and get horribly mistreated by them but then I realized it would be over in five minutes bc if Law saw that he would literally burn Mary Geoise to the ground with ZERO hesitation whatsoever

[natelia-aldelliz]

Ghost gifts a single tiny ear loop to Soap one day. Says he noticed Soap had pierced ears. That rings keep from handling a gun or a knife properly. He doesn't make eye contact, tries to hide his face, even as he's already wearing his balaclava.

Soap blinks. Ghost has already given him gifts and only behaved that way for the very first one. He doesn't understand. The earring is very simple, but seems to be made of expensive material and not only covered with a thin leaf of gold.

"Didnae it come with another one?" he says, jokingly.

But Ghost flushes, turns his head, and lifts his mask, only enough for Soap to see the glinting of the other earring on his ear. Suddenly he understands that it's not simply a gift. Ghost favoured practicality, but he wanted to give him a ring.

He grabs his hand as it falls back down.

"Simon, what is this?" he asks softly, not daring to be hopeful just yet.

With his other hand, he reaches out to gently turn Simon's head back towards him. His cheeks and his nose are flushed, it makes the warmth of his dark eyes, generally hidden behind a sneer or a bored expression, undeniable.

He looks nervous. Johnny's heart is beating faster. Could it really be...?

"I know", Simon starts then pauses, uncertain. "I know I'm probably not what you thought you'd have, when you were younger" Soap wants to interrupt, to scoff, to protest that Simon is way better than anyone he could have hoped for, but doesn't. He never wants to cut off his love when he's barely starting to open up.

"I know that I'm not easy to be with some days, that I'm not friendly and easy going like you, like someone you'd deserved to be with." he continues, unconsciously pushing his face more into Soap's hand. "But... I love you, more than I thought I could, and I'd like... I'd like to be with you, for as long as you'd have me..."

Johnny's heart is soaring. He has no idea how to react. He'd have to get all the giddiness out first, and the moment doesn't seem appropriate for jumping around and squealing.

"Officially," Simon continues, voice quieter, out of breath. "If you want to."

A gigantic grin splits Johnny's face. All of his limbs are buzzing, he needs to stand up, to run, to explode something. But he's terrified to spook Simon so instead he just squeezes the hand he's holding rhythmically and moves his feet back and forth.

"Baby, are ye asking me tae marry ye?" Johnny says. He's pretty sure his voice is wobbly, but can't really hear it himself as the blood in his ears is louder than the rest.

Simon's eyes do something, what is visible of his face looks like he has an expression on but Johnny can't analyze it now, doesn't dare to see the hope in his eyes, the pleading in his brows.

"I... Yes, I guess I am," the love of his life says finally. "If you want to. You don't have to."

Soap can't keep himself in check any longer. He's making a high pitched noise, jumping up and down where he's seating on the bed, and throws himself at Simon.

"Of course ah fooking want tae!!!"

Simon lets out an excited giggle, swept in Johnny's mood, and tightens his arms around his lover. No, his fiancé.

This is the best day of his life. He just has to deal with this mission tomorrow, and then they can start to plan everything.

[bone-evidence]

I think Gil should get to step on any of his boyfriends while in heels

[ratatatastic]

quite honestly we should have a canadian whos sole job it is to make a finn giggle do pressers together more often just for the chaos

if i had a nickle for everytime this happened id have two nickles which isnt a lot but its weird that it happened twice.

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