#blame it on the brainrot

[ghostradiodylan]

When Ryan Justice and Dylan Miles missed each other.

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x08 - “Killing is a Cycle”

[aranarsenii]

my gaze has lingered on him for quite a while and tonight is our final engagement

[brainrotarchive]

the term fandom is so misleading because with supernatural I‘m not a fan, I‘m an addict, a victim if you will. no matter how hard I try that shit show gripped me tight and pulled me into perdition and my sanity is on a hunting trip and hasn‘t been home in a few days.

[astrolavas]

your worst nightmares

[darkmuffinstudios]

Ok so I was working on this late October of this year, but since I got SEVERELY SIDETRACKED (coughs gaypeople COUGHS), I just decided to post my WIP storyboards for the animatic I was going to make 💀

I still do plan on refining this and editing it together into an actual video *eventually*, but that eventually will probably happen sometime next year 💀

So! Might as well feed the masses while I’m away in lala land haha 🤗🤗🤗

[valeriapryanikova]

i know they're like hippies or whatever but hear me out,, what if... witches???? anyone? no? just me,? okay

[alexmottierart]

Hear me out. What if Sapphic Poolverine ?

LadyPool is a tall and curvy bisexual femme, Wolvie is a short butch lesbian.

I had to make this sapphic because the world is better when it's full of lovely sapphic femmes and thems. 👀

[lioniheart]

(It was based on a take I saw earlier today but I think it got deleted)

"Why don't you like me?" Steve asks, not meeting his eyes.

They were on the new Hopper-Byers's back porch, a little bit after dark. The rest of the party had gone inside a while ago but Steve wanted a smoke and Eddie decided to have one as well. It was quite chilly for a summer night, and the wind made both of them shiever a bit.

"Excuse me?!" Eddie replied, after a half a minute of confusion. "Who said I didn't like you?"

"C'mon, man, I know the kids say it a lot, but I'm not actually an idiot!"

"What the fuck are you talking about, princess?"

"See?! Right there! Look, I just don't get it. I know you overheard that conversation I had with Will last week, but I thought you were all for that non-conformist bullshit, and let me tell you, fucking with someone because of their sexuality is very "the man" of you!" His voice was still hushed, but Steve had turned all the way to Eddie's direction now, glaring at the metalhead with what he tried to make look like defiance on his eyes, but were clearly just hurt.

"Steve-"

"The thing is, you've been treating Will just like always, so maybe that isn't it, wich is so more confusing, because I really thought we were getting closer, but now you keep making these jokes and... I don't get it! Did I do something wrong?"

"What?! No--" the other tried to interrupt, but Steve's rambling just kept on coming.

"Is it because of high school? Is the ‘princess’ thing some kind of payback for the whole King Steve bullshit? Dude, I know I was a douchebag- hmpf!"

Eddie, sensing Steve was about to spiral, clasped his hand on top of the boy's mouth.

"Stevie, I'm going to need you to stop right there, okay?" His voice was calm, but his heart was racing. Steve's eyes were wide, his cheeks pink, and Eddie couldn't help but notice how much closer they were now. "I'm so sorry I made you feel like I was mocking you. That was definitely not the intention. The total opposite, actually.” Steve made a questioning noise behind the ringed hand “The princess thing was me being an idiot, actually. I was just..” Deep breath in, deep breath out. “I was trying to flirt with you, sweetheart. Apparently, I’m really bad at it.”

[obbydrawsstuff]

Inspekta my Belekta

[james-sunshine-potter]

Evan and Barty would constantly cuss James out for ‘domesticating’ Regulus.

Once Regulus was a cold bitch, but now Regulus smiles and blushes and talks about butterflies being in his stomach.

Sure, they didn’t like Regulus being a bitch, but he was their bitch. And they would like that back.

[jayparked]

88 + jake 👀 ??

also luv ur writing sm!!

warnings: teasing, muncher jake, oral (f. rec.), switch!jake x bossy!reader, jake pretends to be bad at oral to piss you off, dirty talk, mentions of possible cuck!jake

wc: 791

"ugh, jake. what are you doing?" you groan annoyedly, pawing at your boyfriend's locks to try to push his lips back to your clit. he keeps wandering off to the side, kitten licking at your puffy lips instead of focusing where you really need him.

"hm? am i doing something wrong? tell me what to do, baby." normally, in any other situation, you'd feel a pang of guilt for making him doubt his abilities. but the smirk on his face while he slowly sticks out his tongue and continues to lap and suck in the wrong areas has you feeling more annoyed than ever.

"are you doing this on purpose?"

"doing what, sweetheart?"

"pretending like you don't know what you're doing."

nuzzling against your thigh, jake sighs, eyes fluttering shut as he caresses your skin. "maybe i just need you to guide me."

the frustration of not getting to your high mixed with intense impatience is making your brain dizzy in all the wrong ways. you sit up and grab jake's chin, forcing him to look you in the eyes.

"i know that you know how to eat pussy. especially my pussy. if you don't stop playing around i'll go and find someone else to do it. and you can watch and learn because i'm tired of having to explain this to you every single time you try to eat me out." your words are harsh and more so filled with empty frustrated promises. but the image of a whimpering jake while he watches someone else do what he can't is somewhat exhilarating.

pouting out a huff, jake's pleading eyes turn wicked, half lidding as he bites the corner of his bottom lip.

"why are you looking at me like that?"

"fuck, you're so hot when you're bossy. say more things." jake moves his head out of your grasp and is hovering over your heat again, the warmth of his breath fluttering around your ignored clit.

"go on," he encourages, holding your eye contact, "tell me what you want me to do. do you want me to do this?" his lips wrap around your clit, finally sucking and pulling against the flesh as his tongue swirls around it. you lean your head back and groan, feeling your body weep with how happy the contact feels. your hands are gripping his curly black hair again, desperate to keep him in place. but one taste is all he gets. jake pulls himself back, tapping at your thigh with a 'hmm?'

"you cannot be serious right now, jake," you groan, hands falling defeatedly at your sides.

"i told you to go on." there's a bite in his tone, one that sends chills down your spine. it's one that doesn't come out often and it finally clicks that you've fallen right into his trap.

eyes blinking slowly, you finally muster out, "you're playing with me," you state completely dumbfounded.

"no shit, sherlock," he huffs, brows furrowed, "now, please, humor me and take all your anger out on me while you tell me what a bad muncher i am. if you do it good enough i'll show you just how bad i can be."

your cheeks start to burn, your lips pulling inward as you rub your thighs against his shoulders. jake's nuzzling his cheek against your thigh again, eyes pleading at you once more while he waits oh so patiently.

sulking from your stalling, jake juts his bottom lip out, exhaling sharply so that his breath clings to your wetness. "can't believe my baby actually thinks i don't know her body like the back of my hand. took you too long to realize i'm doing this on purpose. have i fucked you dumb too much? do you need me to pound into you again to knock some sense back into that pretty brain of yours?"

finally finding your voice, and your courage, you take your hands and grab his face, shoving him completely down onto your aching cunt. "you fucking talk too much," you continue to guide his head across your slickness, sighing as you feel his tongue poke out to slurp at your arousal, "flick your tongue against my clit a few times before sucking on it- yes! just like that jake oh my god!"

jake is holding your hips down tightly as he deeps himself into your heat, full on making out with your clit in a rushed and hungry manner.

"fucking finally," he growls. "and, by the way, i am the only one who can eat you out like this and i'm not sharing what's mine." he pulls your clit between his teeth, only letting go once you're gasping in surprise. "hope you're comfortable, sweetheart, we're gonna be here for a while."

part of my 1k follower celebration send me a member and a number from this list and i'll write a short drabble about it ♡ masterlist

[hexcrispy]

SEASON 2 SPOILER

“sorry jayce we need to break up so I can be a god”

[zukkaart]

I’ve seen a lot of Orpheus/Eurydice discourse lately and all I have to say on the matter is this

An Orpheus that wouldn’t have turned around is an Orpheus who wouldn’t have gone to the underworld in the first place

[mistrex-silly]

I'M JUST THINKING ABOUT THEM SO HARD THANKS TO MY DEARESTS MADE AU CRUMBS

[ilcantodelsoleil]

gojo probably took for granted so many things that geto did for him and only realised the depth of his attentiveness after he left. hc that there were so many times over the first few years following geto's defection where gojo had to bite his tongue to stop himself from saying 'suguru would've gotten the right flavour' because he forgot to specify what exact flavour he wanted, since with geto, he never had to– geto would just remember. no questions asked. yuta, maki, panda and toge were always peeved by him never being satisfied even after their errand runs for him because he was always so vague about what exactly he wanted, attributing it to his 'ungrateful/unpleasant personality' when in reality he was just subconsciously clinging onto the comfort of being known and therefore loved.

"i might share with satoru, so something sweet." geto would have always remembered gojo's favourite flavour of lollipop, crepe, chocolate, ice cream, milk tea or dessert, would have known the exact way his forehead creases when he's feeling the effects of the six eyes and needs a break, would have known the subtle nuance of when something has genuinely upset him versus when he's just joking around. i understand the sheer agony of being unable to even look at something as insignificant as an ex's favourite candy– sour patch kids– without feeling sick to my stomach, knowing i still associate it with them and their fleeting love.

if to be loved is to be known then gojo was loved by nobody in life until geto, and then had to cope with the knowledge that he would never be loved like that ever again.