#an actual angel omg

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Fiona Palomo via Instagram stories, 10/31/2022.

[beepshroom]

tattoo resembling removed wings.

✴️ credit to @/ broken.teeth.tattoos on instagram

[silusvesuius]

ur Basic

[dumbnotstupidfuck]

live husk reaction to hearing angel say he has better options than him

[ladycalleddella]

WHAAAT THERES MORE HAZBIN SHIT!

[angelmichelangelo]

HELLO? this looks so cool omg im so hyped for this show !!

[moikey-croikey]

random headcanon i’ve been thinking about: ace is a film nerd

“where’d you come up with this??”

well in episode 325 during his fight with blackbeard, ace has an attack called “st. elmo’s fire”. st. elmo’s fire is a 80s movie by john hughes.

but the thing is, st. elmo’s fire is also a weather phenomenon related to ships. and the christian saint named st. elmo is the patron saint of sailors. tbh when i first heard ace’s “st. elmo’s fire” attack my brain thought of the movie first and thought oda was referencing it lol. the attack is most likely named “st. elmo’s fire” because of the phenomenon and/or the saint, but i like having fun and projecting my characteristics onto my favorite characters so film nerd ace it is.

if (for some reason) john hughes exists in the one piece universe, it’d be kinda cool if ace just saw that movie and was like “oh that’s a cool name for a fire attack wow”

but in a modern au or something like that, i just think ace would be a film nerd and his favorite movie would be st. elmo’s fire. that or a movie like “good will hunting”. i can also see him being a horror movie fan. well actually now that im thinking about it, i feel like sabo would be a bigger horror movie fan than he is. like ace would probably opt out of a movie that he would deem “too much” for him, but sabo is up for anything. he will sit and watch the exorcist even if it scares the shit out of him. luffy i feel like will watch anything but will fall asleep if the movie doesn’t interest him within the first 15 minutes.

[emo-trash101]

could i request some huskerdust x transmasc reader headcanons?

Ofc! I will say I'm not perfectly versed in writing poly relationships, but I'll try my best!

Huskerdust x Transmasc! reader

Pronouns: Second person, masc intended and description

Tw: body dysmorphia (but comfort)

- So you managed to bag two supreme men, I mean congrats, they are both indeed great.

- Both honestly do not give a shit that you're trans, in like the best way.

- They both honestly just want you to be happy and live your life the best you can.

-However if you're feeling dysphoric in general, it depends on what you want.

- If you want someone who will just listen and maybe give some constructive criticism on how to feel better, then husk is your best bet.

- However, if you want comfort and affection, Angel's a much better option.

- But nonetheless, they both love you very much, and could care less about what your gender is.

This felt so much more exhausting to write, but I honestly love it so much, I hope y'all have a great day/night!

[triglycercule]

wahhh wahhh triglycercule post more NON jk fashion au related content i whisper as i post this. double post today because i genuinely love jk!dream and also if i dont post the dreamtale twins together i will actually die! you might consider her crazy way of somehow getting into trouble a form of bad luck but i see it as more of a being too pure for the world meeting a world that's not all that great. jk!dream lives up to her name she is a idyllic dream

valedictorian. practically a million extra curriculars. she can sing she can dance she can cook she can do advanced math she can fix a car jk!dream is everything jk!nightmare isn't (a loser). the types of trouble she gets into though aren't manmade (like some guy trying to rob her) but instead are naturally occurring. like one day the dreamtale household washing machine explodes because dream used it and coincidentally it was because it was faulty or something like that. really really crazy coincidences

nightmare is a fighting force in keeping her little sister alive i swear to god. she has to monitor dream a lot and when she can't she gets one of the mtt to do it for her. because if she doesn't there is bound to be something that hurts her. and because jk!nightmare is an absolute fucking loser who's stupid she came up with the genius idea of roleplaying a bigger issue than the one that dream's about to encounter (because then she gets to keep her safe and also feed into her pretend villian persona). like for example with the washing machine thing earlier nightmare would probably distract dream with some sort of evil monologue and then put her own load in the washer before she could. that way it won't FUCKING EXPLODE (comments from currently existing jk fashion au sanses :3)

"ah, my younger kin, dream. quite an enigma she is. on one hand, she's the epitome of perfection. even i can admit that, for she's loved by our school, family, and i. but of course, like all aside from i, she has her faults."

"for example, last week, our bloodline was strolling around the kingdom on the search for a new mirror of truth, as the one in our castle bathhouse had shattered. how did that happen? uh, i might've maybe... i shall maintain secrecy."

"returning to the point, dearest dream had almost lost herself in the shopping district, claiming she had seen a lost puppy in a mirror that she wanted to help. a chivalrous reason indeed, but my, dream can be quite... foolish sometimes. nevertheless, blood is thicker than water, and our bond has never been closer."

they still love eachother in this universe because there was no corruption thing. also nightmare's bullies were just other elementary school kids in this au so it wasn't like fully grown adults vs a 6 year old at least. she's recovered from it (somewhat) and doesn't blame dream. dream's too perfect for anybody to hate her. dream supports nightmare's delusion and nightmare keeps her alive. equivalent exchange (dream has no idea nm is doing this. ok now the mtt‼️

"oh. my. god. dream? like, dream dream? she's literally my idol, i love her so much! i'm the 7th member of her fanclub out of like, the entire school, which is like 300-ish students! she's cute, and pretty, and she gets this a lot, but her voice is literally like an angel's~ i've never heard what a hymn sounds like, but it probably sounds like dream's voice. and no matter how much i search up online, i can never find any dirt on her too! she's got a perfect online footprint! huh? why was i searching dream up? eh... haha... let's move on~"

"dream? she's really cool. there's a reason she's part of the star students at this school, along with swap and ink. nobody really knows what it takes for someone to become a "star student" though. none of the students know, none of the teachers either. apparently it's a title given to a student specifically from the principal? still, dream probably deserves it though. she's good enough to win a nobel prize. one day she's gonna cure cancer or something."

"oh, dream? that girl with the angel halo crown thing? yeah, i know her. she volunteers at the dog park i bring my dog to, the bakery i go to get snacks, the local art museum, the ice cream shop during summers, nightmare's gang, the... car dealership? wait, hold on. how many volunteer opportunities is this girl doing? is she not getting paid? that has to be illegal. or at least some form of monster rights violation..."

both of the jk!au dreamtale twins are soooo silly i love them. the more and more i elaborate on jk fashion au the more i realize that this is just turning into sans aus but anime tropes but its okay i like it its funny. jk fashion au was always meant to be silly and slice of life and fluffy anyways. anyways i love her i'm literally her number one fan. i mean i AM the principal of this school aftersll,,,,,, this really was our,,, jk fahsion au. says dream at the end of the au (there is no end because this au has no lore what am i talking about

[mothgardens]

Gabriel was created as an archangel of the Lord. He was created with the responsibility of helping God trap Amara. He was never created to just exist in bliss, he always had a greater purpose. Gabriel never wanted that. He hated having that duty which he was made to account for. He left heaven and took on Loki’s persona as The Trickster to escape. He got out of the life.

Likewise, Sam Winchester was cursed to his destiny ten years before he was conceived. Then he was born with a responsibility of being Lucifer’s vessel. He never got to live a normal life; he always had to hunt and work. Sam hated the hunting lifestyle. He was persistent on getting his full-ride scholarship to Stanford; he was persistent on escaping. He got out of the life.

They were both brought back into the life by Dean Winchester telling them that they had to take back their responsibility.

{I’m going to shit myself.}

[posy-prince]

[x-aven]

Hey, Blondie

[racoonkal]

messed up (d. kaminari x reader)

cw: CHEATING, 18+, edging, handjob, kinda exhibition-y?, and seriously cheating, like actual scum-of-the-earth cheating 

2.8k words 

nsfw // aged up characters // minors dni

The beach was messy. Very, very messy. And you were the monster that was coming back from it with tar on your shins and sand in almost every crevice

Kaminari pounded on the bathroom door in annoyance. You had been in there for 30 minutes and he was starting to get impatient.

“Hurry uuhhhhhp,” he whined. “You’ve been in there for five-ever.” Kaminari leaned his back on the door, making the lock shudder and door thump.

“I told you I was gonna take a while, Kam.” You responded halfheartedly, while massaging the shampoo into your scalp. The water hitting the floor felt quiet for a moment.

“I didn’t think you’d take this long.” He continued complaining through the bathroom door. “Oh, and just letting you know, Ser and Kyoka got SO bored waiting, they went to grab food from downstairs lobby.” Your fingers stoped moving. You thought you’d heard the room door open and close earlier.

“I mean if you’re that desperate to shower, we could always share.” You wondered if he could hear the excitement in your voice, but after a few seconds of silence on his end you wondered if he heard you at all. “Denki? Door’s unlocked, and Hanta and Jirou are downstairs, probably getting high or something if they’ve been gone for this long, and knowing them they-” but your long list of reasons was cut off by the shower curtain being pulled back by a hand you knew a little too well.

Kaminari exhaled deeply while he took in your figure. It wasn’t often he saw this, at least from you, he desperately wanted to remember every inch but you were quick to grab his wrist and edge his body in further. He fumbled forward but eventually found his balance in the shower. Now the experience became completely immersive. Your lips were pursed in a crooked grin before you handed Kaminari a soapy loofah and turned around. “I was wondering if you could scrub my back. There’s a spot I can never reach.” The words slipped off your tongue so easily and so carelessly. It’s like you had rehearsed this. Kaminari was certain his cheeks were glowing scarlet at this point. Your hand scooped your hair and brought it over your shoulder to give him full access to your spine and others. You swear you heard him gulp.

Sure, you two had been somewhat intimate, but this was intimate. The kind that you had never shared before, the kind you thought you weren’t supposed to share.

The loofah scrubbed at your skin with Kaminari’s fingers seasoning the feeling. This was only the second time you’d ever felt such a focused presence like this emit from him. (The first time was when you watched him try to tune his guitar by ear.) Your awareness kicked back in once you realized the motion of his hand had slowed to a stop and pulled away. 

Turning over your shoulder to give him a shit-eating smile he would deny that he loved, you certainly didn’t expect to be practically nose-to-nose with him and his water-freckled face. Your eyes shot open and he peered into you, now taking in the proximity of your bodies. You were both compromised, and that was all it took. His pupils blew up like fireworks at the sight of you this close and you could tell in his shifts in positions that he was itching for something. Maybe it was a touch or a sign–you weren’t completely sure–but you placed your hand over his. You guided his right hand to the spot just above your hip that you knew he was used to resting in. Your eyes never left his, and his hands eventually realized their true spot on your love handles, holding to your sides, saying “I’ve got you,” in the only way he could say at that moment. 

It wasn’t long before the rest of him melted into you. As quickly as you inhaled from the contact, Kaminari exhaled hotly into the junction between your neck shoulder before leaving a tender kiss on the protruding muscle cause by your turned head. You couldn’t help but giddily smile and bite your lip to yourself, hoping he couldn’t see your excitement. He continued leaving kisses along you neck and collarbone until you turned to face him, forcing Kaminari to pull back, but his hands still clung to your sides. You could tell he was drunk on you and couldn’t help but hold your grin. Kaminari chuckled and crouched over so his forehead tapped yours.

Your fingers traced his lips that dared to press into yours. “Today was perfect,” you let out.

“What is it, baby?” he asked, a smile pulling on his lips. Your giddiness was starting to infect him.

“Just thinking about how perfect today was for us, like specifically us.”

“For us?”

“Yup. For you and me,” you unnecessarily clarified. His hands ran up your sides while he eyed your body under his touch. You grabbed his face, though, and forced his eyes to you. “Us, okay?”

And in the most sincerest way possible, he smiled at you, content with the pronoun used to describe you two. The shower felt impossibly warmer as the steam was starting to come into play, fogging up any actions that followed. Of course you’d blame them on the steam and he’d blame it on those damn eyes that were impossible to say no to. You were both painfully in denial and dancing with devils. 

It wasn’t long before he had your back pressed into the damp tile walls, his lips ravaging yours. Your hands grasped on his blond locks like you would fall without his soft hair between your fingers. It’s not like he was any better though, his fingers pressing into your love handles, holding for dear life. You were both so scared the other would slip between your fingers if you didn’t hold on tight enough. You were both blind to see how dependent you were on each other. Being friends for so long does that to people.

The primal kissing eventually slowed down, allowing oxygen to reach your brain. Your slowly trailed one hand down from Kaminari’s hair, exploring his shoulder to his forearm before finding his half-erect dick. You fingers delicately glided up the underside of his shaft (this was your way of letting Kaminari know he was about to have the best handjob of his life), before you started pumping up and down, your thumb occasionally swiping over his tip. 

You knew exactly what Kaminari was feeling at the moment it happened. The way his shoulders would flinch whenever he repressed a god-awful, bottom-like moan to avoid your teasing. The way his lips became tender and sensual on yours as he tried to exhibit some form of self-control. The soft groans and pursing eyebrows you never missed from him. Kaminari came up for air. You knew he was close by the way he hid in face in the junction of your neck and shoulder and the sweet little chokes and moans he couldn’t keep bottled up anymore.

Your hand worked faster, up and down, bringing Kaminari to his high that was so close, so so close. He was ready to beg for it when he felt your hand abruptly pull away, but the reason for it became known.

“Babe? Are you still in there?” Sero volumed into the door.

Shit.

It should have come to no surprise that your boyfriend had been gone for long enough to expect his arrival at any given moment, but in your dreamy state with Kaminari, it seemed that both of you had lost track of time. You both had become unaware of the the unnerving beep of a hotel key sensor that would have yanked anyone back to the ground zero of reality.

Kaminari’s eyes widened at his voice. That pit of guilt he always tried to ignore built in his stomach. You should’ve been more cautious. You should have recognized the lazy steps of Sero Hanta come in. 

“Babe?” He repeated. Kaminari pitifully tried to pull away, but you were quick to make your palm and grip the only thing he should care about again. 

“U-uh, ya. ‘M not done yet, though,” you responded over the water’s rhythm. Sero shrugged it off, mumbling something about how you’re weird for taking such long showers.

Your hand was starting to find it’s pace again, stroking Kaminari up and down and up and down. You bit your lip, trying to desperately forget the world outside.

“What are you...-fUck!” Kaminari gasped, trying to think rationally about the situation you were putting him in. 

“You really thought I was gonna let you off that easy?” You words would smirk if they could. “Just keep quiet. Everything’s gonna be fine,” you whisper into his ear. Despite the steaming water, he shivers from a multitude of things. Your voice, your touch, the absolutely horrifying fact that your boyfriend was waiting for you just outside this bathroom door and yet you were so adamant on helping Kaminari get off with your hand. You were practically a monster.

He absolutely loved it.

It was that extra squeeze you added just for him that sent him into a pleasure-filled spiral. His hips pitifully fucked into your grip a few times and his hands squeezed you with such a raw grasp, it took everything in you to not tease him about it. His whimpers and moans vibrated to your collarbone and eventually, his small thrusts came to a stop and it seemed that he remembered how to breath again. It was shaky, but breathing nonetheless. A soft and stuttered fuck instinctively rolled from his lips before he lazily lifted his head from your shoulder. Kaminari’s hair was now shaggy and damp, casting over his ore eyes. He looked down and noticed the cummy mess all over your hand and stomach. He could only smirk before meeting your confident eyes. 

“Y’know, I would offer to clean it all up for you, but uh, your boyfriend has us on a bit of a time crunch so you’ll just have to settle for the hand,” Kaminari snarked before grabbing your wrist and bringing your white-covered hand to his face. He tried his best to keep eye contact with you while lapping all his cum from your fingers and between. You were amazed at how he was somehow cocky as ever, though he was probably just annoyed that despite any common sense, you “forced” him to pathetically cum all over you. 

You had almost gotten lost watching him clean himself from your palms, but his soft and swollen lips finding yours again crashed a wave of reality into you again. Your melted into this one, tasting the lingering saltiness of his seed until the taste vanished and all that was left was him. Well, almost all that was left. You sighed when he pulled away, your head now averted in shame.

You needed and escape plan and fast.

It took a minute of contemplation, but eventually your were slipping out the bathroom, the water now turned off and steam seeping out door by your sides as is you were an angel, at least, that’s how Sero saw it when he noticed you finally coming out of your cave.

His head had perked up from his mindless scrolling to notice you. His view followed you all the way to your bag of clothes. You rummaged in it for a bit before turning around and meeting Sero’s gaze. You smirked at him. “What?” You knew exactly what you were doing.

“Nothing, you just...” Sero’s hue changed a bit while he tried to find words. Like a fox, you approached the prey that was you boyfriend.

“ ’I just...’ what?” You mocked him and you swear his cheeks turned every color of the rainbow just from the sound of your voice. Sero gulped as he resisted the urge to look you up and down like you were his last meal. You bit your lip before straddling yourself on top of him. This was too easy.

You licked your lips while your hands glided down from his stomach to the rim of his pants. So much tension and no semblance of a conversation. It was like you could read each others minds. Your fingers started tugging his pants down while he watched in anticipation. Neither of you had even noticed Kaminari slip out the bathroom and to the entrance door.

Then the heavy protective door fell shut. The click of the latch caused Sero to whip his head to the entrance of the room to see Kaminari fully clothed, accompanied by damp hair and a towel over his neck.

“S-shit,” Sero cussed. He shoved your hands away from his shaft and adjusted his pants. This was the moment you realized Kaminari's secret talent of acting. There was not a single care on his face until he saw the two of you. His hand’s gripped the towel that was around his shoulders while he shot the both of you a confused and then almost disgusted look upon realization. 

“Were you guys about to- on MY bed!?” His tone perfectly reflected that sort of morbid disgust one would feel when catching their best friends trying to fuck. You weren’t sure how he pulled it off.

Sero sat up and cleared his throat before you slid off him and went back to your bag, looking for clothes. 

“Were were you,” Sero managed to choke out, trying to relieve the awkward aroma he was imagining, though he did find it a bit unsettling how okay you seemed with Kaminari seeing you with nothing but a thing hotel towel to keep you decent.

“Got bored of waiting,” Kaminari shrugged before pulling his towel off his shoulders and setting it on a table. “I ended up just showering in Bakugo’s room since the dude takes showers like a bullet. I think he might actually qualify to be in the Guinness Book of World Records or something, it’s actually insane.” Sero just smiled at the useless knowledge Kaminari had bestowed on him, knowing how much he could ramble on about anything and nothing.

Like it was a character cue, that stupid, sullen, keycard click for the hotel door clicked and in came a new opponent.

As quickly as Jirou came in, you had retreated back into the bathroom where you changed into some clothes. You may have also sought sanctuary in there to avoid Jirou’s habit, since you knew the first thing she would do after entering the room was plant a soft kiss on Kaminari’s cheek. It was only logical that she show affection to her partner. They would have it no other way, of course. It was a habit between them that you knew too well, perhaps it was even a habit that had driven you to even consider dating Sero.

It was only about a minute before you came out of the bathroom this time, though Jirou’s perfect face was the first one you saw upon exiting, most likely because she was aching to finally shower and rid herself of the tides messy short-comings. You flashed her a friendly smile before saying “it’s all yours” and walking past her to get to Sero who was still laying on the bed. You tapped his lovelessly knee to grab his attention. 

“We’re going for dinner soon so you should probably shower in Bakugo and Kiri’s room,” you suggested. He could feel the shallowness in your suggestion, but obeyed regardless since he knew Ashido would have his head if he was late to her dinner reservation. Sero ruffled the top of your head before grabbing his change off clothes and dragging his feet to their friends’ room.

Finally, the click of that latch felt appealing. You exalted and flopped onto the mattress. The screaming of the distantly running shower drowned out your mind. “Okay,” Kaminari shoved your body over a bit. “Scoot over. You’re not the only shitty human being here.” He plopped down next to you, exhaustion consuming his entire being. You were curious how no one had noticed his flushed post-sex glow. “Hm?” He could tell something was on your mind when your staring didn’t falter.

You sighed and said the most painful thing you could’ve. It was now that your staring would falter, now taking interest in the ceiling.

“I think love you.”

Kaminari blew air. It was a lot to say and a lot to hear, but it only took him a moment to process.

“I... think I love you too,” he cringed a bit. You could tell. Not because there was anything wrong with loving you, but because he really shouldn’t love you.

You thought you were gonna vomit. You were both sick.

“This is so fucked.”

Bathing yourself was pointless. You were still dirty after showering. That tar was forever stuck to your legs. 

The beach was messy.

[chuuzushies]

I WENT TO SEE HOZIER!!!!!!!! and it was one of the most beautiful concerts i've ever been to

i will forever think about the spanish girl who gave me a nina cried power themed bracelet. and the person who screamed at the same time as i did when hozier started tmtc and then we just held hands while screaming at each other. thank you for making me feel less alone in my craziness

[angelicfangirl]

Stars Alike In Dignity: Chapter 54/?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10222829/chapters/22684379

(what if we take so long to post another chapter that tumblr's linking system changes entirely????)

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CHAPTER 54: SHATTER

Something has changed. 

Arcann nods his head politely in greeting to both of them, trying to place what the Force is struggling to tell him in a language he’s still learning. Like when Cali tries to teach him her strange idioms in Galactic Basic, several of which he’s sure she is completely making up as she goes. “Hello. What are you doing?”

Lieca’s gaze flicks from the spaceship and back, and there’s a strange ripple of guilt for a moment. “Currently? Testing out the range of my Force abilities in a rare moment of peace,” she answers, tilting her head to the side a little. “I apologise if I woke you, it was not my intention.”

“Peace?”

She smiles wistfully. “Something is occupying my unwelcome guest,” she answers tightly. “I’m sure it’s a warning, but I can’t quite place its meaning yet. So, I’m trusting in the Force, which pulled me out here. As I suspect it pulled you.”

He doesn’t deign to acknowledge that. “You place such faith in something beyond your understanding?”

Both twins raise their eyebrows at him, but it’s Cera who answers. “If we don’t trust in the Force, Arcann, what are any of us even doing here?”

[jackmkelly]

jack crutchie & race need to win an award for the way they ruined my life. the best found siblings in the world.