#broke hiatus for this

[vairiance]

SONIC X SHADOW GENERATIONS - Doom Powers

[pearlsinmyhair]

⭑ experience

thinking about how hobie is a firm believer of experiencing music.

which is not an unusual or particularly punk concept. he likes concerts because he can feel the base in his chest, on and off the stage. he likes meeting new artists because you start to understand the soul of songs alongside the sounds.

and when you tell him you love a song, he asks if you want to feel it.

and of course you interpret this as getting better speakers, or going to hear it live, or some typical way of feeling music. so when he offers up a night at his place to do so, you don’t expect anything crazy.

but hobie does his research, listening to the song over and over until ever note, every thrum, every vocal rhythm is committed to memory.

why? , you may be asking.

well, it’s much easier to fuck you into the mattress to the tune of it when he can anticipate the exact rhythm his thrusts need to be.

he’ll throw you into missionary, working you up until your dripping and needy. he’ll grab his phone and click a playlist, sliding into you as the first sounds of your song come through his bluetooth speakers.

and he commits. doesn’t matter how much you beg him for a change, he’s sticking to the song until it’s over.

“oh fuck, hobie. please-“ you whine, your hands grasping the pillow behind your head as your hips buck, trying to work him up into moving faster.

“easy there.” he coos, almost mockingly as he places a hand on your lower abdomen to press you firmly down into the bed. “i thought you liked this song.”

the sex is amazing, but it always is with hobie.

the bad part is the aftermath.

because now, when the song plays on the radio or your playlists or anywhere, you get a pavlovian response of heat between your legs and a throb in your core.

and it’s even worse when hobie’s there, because he’ll lean close and whisper

“i still remember the tune if you feel like another round.”

as his hand strokes up your thigh, cupping your crotch in his palm as you keen.

i’m back~ did you miss me?

[dykealloy]

face of a man that narrowly escaped throwing hands with his ex's increasingly terrifying son

[mimicmerchant]

Karna, I get you’re doomed by the narrative and trying your best, but I think you need a little more than a skincare routine

[causticbicaudate]

Dead boys tell no tales

--- Bad memories go in the box and get thrown into the ocean >:|

[acstellae]

goodluck kiss before a mission

bakugo & mina won the bet btw

pose reference: here

momo’s redesign: here

[whatlurksbean]

What Lurks beneath- chapter 28 page 757

(Read WLB on Comicfury! )

[sollucets]

cherry magic episode twelve x iu - dwlrma (이지금)

@userdramas 2023 secret santa for @iuhotel ✨

[bloodhaven99]

He is Kenough

(This was inspired by this meme. So thank you OP for allowing me to post this.)

[iamumbra195]

If Aidlyn were older and part of a Chinese court drama they would be these two fuckers, argue with the wall

[zellaspinna]

someone get this man pregnant NOW

[sabbathism]

— - MEDEA'S KNIFE - —

(so, that cutscene huh)

[moth-friends]

Ornithoptera alexandrae

[sunnyyflowerrs]

wrote a silly little itafushi halloween fic 🎃 hope yall enjoy!!

[winterwrxter]

A snake walks into a bar. The bartender says, "How did you do that?" I walk into the bar. I say, "Guess who's fucking back," and breakdance while dropping some art based off of some of Melanie Martinez's songs in preparation for a fic I may or may not write :]

Art is based off Nuse's Office and Lunchbox Friends both by Melanie Martinez because if you can't tell I'm obsessed with her music <3