#anyway this was a brain worm

[thisishowiwinthetimewar]

Loathing… mmmhh idk sounds kinda gay

[octoling-wearing-gauges]

will the real lars fans please stand up

[shrugsinchinese]

Day 5 of Billy Batson week, this one is dedicated to all the 12 year old Dad Billy AU’s out there, especially when Kon’s the one being adopted

Part 2 here

Also I really want to know what the salary of a justice leaguer would be, is it a 401k? Can it support one person or a family? Or is it just above minimum wage? Do they even get dental?

[butch--dean]

the confession (jensen's version) | the night we met

"In my mind, I was sitting there thinking that... you know, it was like this flashback—you know they say that when you're about to die your life flashes before you. In my mind, I was flashing back to Lazarus Rising and seeing him walk through the barn with the sparks flying and all of the sudden all of these clips in my mind of Castiel and walking into the lake, and all of these things that are ingrained in my memory and seeing this now character have to say goodbye, but also knowing that my friend was in there having to struggle with this as well and I just thought he did such an artful job and such an incredibly nuanced performance in that moment that I was really proud of." x

inspired by @drulalovescas's post | watch it on youtube

[wormdebut]

This interaction has been in my head for a while.

——

Steve Harrington was pissed. Livid, even.

All he had wanted was an adult beverage after a long ass day at work, which he certainly got. The whiskey sours were fucking great actually. That wasn’t the problem.

The problem was the model of a bartender.

This guy was—Shit.

Tall as hell, and lean, but his arms boasted enough corded muscle that Steve couldn’t help but wonder what the rest of him looked like.

Damn, horny brain.

This guy had a riot of curls stacked on his head in a bun, which had been another nail in the proverbial horny coffin. He had chocolate brown eyes and fucking plush lips that boasted a lip ring. A lip ring.

How was Steve supposed to remain sane under these circumstances.

Robin couldn’t come out tonight so Steve was alone and just—watching this hot ass bartender work. God, he was such a creep. But this guy was so—suave, laughing with patrons, acting like he owns the place—it was some type of dive bar, plastered with tour posters and framed photos and musicians. Guitars hung on the walls.

The guy—Eddie—his name tag read, had on ripped black jeans, tattoos covered his arms and neck—Steve wanted to see where else they were hiding—his nails were painted black and he had on a faded Metallica shirt that sat tight across his lithe frame.

God—he probably did own this place. Steve really just stopped at the first place he could find, on his way back into town from a meeting. Congratulations to him for making a great fucking choice.

Steve was being a creep, watching this guy interact with someone, when he turned his attention on Steve himself. Eddie flashed his a smile—Christ, even his teeth were fucking pretty.

“Can I top you off, sweetheart?” Eddie purrs.

God, you can just top me—Steve thinks. He watches as Eddie quirks an eyes brow, before he schools his expression, flashing Steve a simmering smile.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, big boy.”

Steve’s eyes go wide. He said that out loud didn’t he.

[niccolites]

is possessed by an evil spirit for a moment and i can only think abt brother's best friend soap (heavily inspired by @ceilidho's ask here)

Idk man something about soap having always been a little bit weird with u. he's been friends with ur brother for years, back to when you were teenagers. He's only a year older but you felt the gulf of that gap, exaggerated when he shot up, puberty like a tool he used just to tower over u and make u uncomfortable

Growing up with him as a perpetual shadow, always a little bit too close, always a little bit too intense. Your parents shrug it off when u complain about it, telling u that he just likes u and u could be nicer to him about it, poor guy. Ur brother calls u stuck up when u snub soap, hissing at u to stop embarrassing him when ur rude when johnny tries to give u his seat on the couch where they're playing on their console

only you know that he's only offering u a seat so that he can press in close, a hulking mass in the corner of your eye as hot breath hits the side of ur face while he tries to look down ur shirt. constantly trying to dodge his grabby hands that grip ur exposed thighs or smooth over ur hips - pupils blown out when his hands swallow up the expanse of your skin

u snap at one point and tell him that he disgusts u, that ur not into him at all. he goes red in the face, growling that you've been leading him on, that ur playing games with his head (he is assuming u wearing a blue bra after he yanked ur turtleneck up was to match his eyes, even tho he shouldn't have seen it in the first place)

u end up with ur panties around ur knees as he forces u to stroke his cock, panting into ur throat as u 'make apologies' to him. he forgives u btw, he knows that u have to act this way, that ur brother would kill him if he knew. makes it seem like ur partners in crime, in this together even with his hand manacled around ur wrist to stroke him off

it gets worse after he enlists, and u don't see him for weeks or months. he gets pent up, barely putting a show on for everyone before he's dragging u off slick mouth on urs until there's spittle dribbling down ur chin, whining for u to please let him see his pretty girl (he's talking abt ur pussy), already 2 knuckles deep so ur wondering why he's even asking in the first place

and now he's a hero to everyone else. stuck in the bind of him being the in-love teenager to the kind-hearted man that is risking his life for everyone, do you have to be so cruel to him?

u wonder why, face pressed into the pillows of ur childhood bedroom as he hikes ur ass into the air to rut into u hard and fast

u do what u always do, hissing and spitting at him until he finally gets his way and ur back bows as he barely pauses through ur orgasm as he chases his own. he knows that u have to put the show on, lovey, but he's waiting in the backwing for u. partners in crime right?

[slushglow]

where are my edward elric fans in the crowd tonight

[gremnda]

Siblings siblimg sib

[scarymonsters-andsupercreeps]

Edward and Alphonse Mucha Elric

[jackieshaunism]

" if it was shauna outside jackie would've come to get her " THATS THE WHOLE POINT !!!! JACKIE AND SHAUNAS RELATIONSHIP WAS SHOWN FROM THE BEGINNING OF THE SHOW TO BE ONE-SIDED !!!! THE LOVE THAT JACKIE HAD FOR SHAUNA BLINDED HER FROM SEEING THAT SHAUNA WAS GROWING TO HATE HER !!!! EVEN AFTER THEIR FIGHT , JACKIE WOULD'VE COME TO GET SHAUNA BECAUSE SHE WOULD'VE PUT ASIDE THEIR ISSUES FOR THE SAKE OF POTENTIALLY SAVING SHAUNA'S LIFE !!!! BUT SHAUNA ISN'T LIKE THAT !!!! HER STUBBORNNESS IS HER BIGGEST FLAW !!!! SHE WOULD'VE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO OVERCOME HER RESENTMENT LONG ENOUGH TO BRING JACKIE INSIDE AGAIN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ninvic-art]

look at my doctors dawwwwwg I'm dying of the plague

[xeemaee]

I love kabru queening out with that elven dignitary so much

Probably flirting his ass off rn lets be so real

In my mind the last panel is a mix of laios being upset kabru didn’t translate everything AND being jealous that kabru was flirting in front of him because I can believe whatever I want fuck you

[strawberri-draws]

shuichi posting

[azurerosses]

LOOK AT THEM!!!

"They've been practicing this for hours and they're still going to get it wrong."

[hotchtits]

essays i want to write about hotch

hotch and fire -> who couldn't he save? what happened?

hotch and gideon's relationship -> because spencer wasn't the only one gideon walked away from

the foyet arc -> specifically the stabbing. specifically how it was almost 100% also sexual assault and how hotch chooses to deal with it

hotch and anger -> i wonder if he has his father's temper

hotch and his team -> he loves them so deeply, so completely. that has to take a toll.

the scratch arc -> being drugged like that has to leave some kind of deep mental scars. as well as seeing a victim with your name carved into their forehead. also im convinced that if TG hadn't left, spencer's prison arc would have been hotch's instead.

hotch and autism -> and how he sees a freedom in reid that he feels he's never had for himself.

hotch's childhood -> "an extremely violent, abusive household" ok lets expand on that!!

hotch and leadership -> heavy is the head that wears the crown

[knifearo]

i think a lot about the loneliness of being aromantic. because it's something that's so profound, right? you're told your whole life that you need something to make you happy, to make you complete, to give you connection with other people, and when you realize you're aro, that's torn away from you. everything you've been raised to want is no longer something that will fulfill you. you are not built to be happy. and it gets better with time, it does! you restructure your world view, bit by bit, and the sting fades, but... i don't think it ever truly goes away. it's hard to express, because i love being aro, and i'm happy being aro, i wouldn't want to be any other way, but at the same time. there is such a profound heartbreak to knowing that you will never be someone's most important person in a society that values romance. that you'll never get the happy ever after that you were promised as a child. and you know you can be happy. but there's a lifetime of amatonormativity that lives in your brain and tells you that you can't.