#but MAYBEEEEE

[panicsimss]

if this sims update is coming tomorrow (and will most likely break everything for a while), then heyyy that gives me a chance to possibly maybeeeee post some more sims 3 stuff? perhaps.....

[snubbullls]

Waiting on pins and needles to hear back from a maker about a fursuit quote I sent a couple of days ago úwù

[mxtantrights]

Very fond of the idea that Jason has big, sturdy hands. Proportionate to the general size of his frame maybe, but big nonetheless.

Calloused from years of training, prominent veins snaked from the back of his hands to his bulging forearms, especially when he is working on something, whether it’s his bike or he’s just holding a book in hand, deep in his thoughts and completely not noticing your sneaky glances at him.

And he’s such a cocky bastard, so there’s no way he doesn’t know, you were sure, but he sure acts like he doesn’t know the effect that just his hands bring to you.

Not when you’re out in public and he has your hand in his, the thick pad of his thumb rubbing circles on the inside of your wrist mindlessly, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips at whatever shenanigans are happening around you and he is just content to have a peaceful moment with you.

Or when he’s trying to pass behind you and so naturally puts his hand on the small of your back to gently move you out of the way, mumbling a soft “excuse me” under his breath as his chest just barely brushed against your back and the heat of his palm lingers even after he is gone.

(Which always does the trick, though he doesn’t even know that it’s a trick, because no you can’t get him out of your head until the end of the day when you finally have him all to yourself.)

(It leaves him a little breathless in times when you are particularly needy, wondering what got you so worked up when you pawed and tugged at his shirt the moment you were alone.)

(To this day, he still hasn't found out.)

And those big, sturdy hands are so good when they found their way onto your waist, holding you firm and still like he’s afraid you’ll slip away if he doesn’t when he kisses you like it’s the last thing he could ever do.

[lambchop2xcombo]

I'm think of taking ownership of my brother's bird. He left Gerard here when he moved to Wisconsin and now that I don't have any pets I think he would be good at keeping me motivated but I've never taken care of a bird before...

[fishbloc]

ashes to ashes, dust to dust

[jinuaei]

Alastor x Fallen Angel! Reader

Accidentally getting 'married' to Alastor

Part 2

You fucked up.

You don't know what you did but you know you fucked up somewhere. One moment you were in heaven doing something, the next you see a red sky in front of you. The feeling of air rush behind you as you finally realize that you were falling, the smell of something burning and rotten eggs surrounding you as you fall deeper and deeper to your demise. Or what you thought was your demise, what you instead fell onto was a roof that momentarily broke your fall, before face planting to the ground. That wasn't graceful of you.

Groaning in pain you try to sit up before a sharp burning sensation spreads through your back, at where your wings was supposed to be. The sound of dripping enters your ears and your vision is blurry when you try to open your eyes, you can only see blobs of colours and the most prominent one was red as well as... Gold. Pupils dilating, your eyes finally take in the view in front of you. White feathers fall around you as golden blood seeps into your white clothes, the pain, you realise came from your wings, getting ripped apart and burning off when you fell. You try to decipher where you're currently at, from what you see, you seem to be in an alleyway, behind you is a dumpster covered in your blood and feathers, following the trail of blood you see the roof you hit when you were falling.

You hypothesize where you're supposed to be, with how adamant Heaven is in teaching angels not to do any sins nor question the higher ups, its kind of impossible not to know what will happen to those who defy heaven as well as where they will go. A pentagram encompassing the whole red sky, the scent of sulfur, blood, and brimstone flooding your senses, with this in mind you now know where you are.

"I'm in hell..."

"Yes you are, my good fellow!"

Startled, you scream and cover your head in hopes of protecting it.

"Well that's quite rude! You're not supposed to scream bloody murder when someones trying to be friendly you know?," his voice was odd, staticy, akin to an old radio.

You sheepishly drop your hands down to your lap and look up at the man in front of you. He's quite the tall demon, dressed in red... well actually everything about him is red, save for the black accents in his outfit and ends of his hair. Speaking of hair you keep glancing up at the tufts of hair attached to his head, and if you look closely, the antlers hidden behind his fluffy bangs. Is he supposed to be a deer? That's actually really cute.

"Erm... Sorry, just I was just surprised someone popping out from nowhere," you reply, hands fidgeting with one of your broken feathers.

Eyeing the golden blood and the broken wings behind you, the demon grins, showing off his sharp yellowed teeth. Nevermind that's TERRIFYING.

"Now what's an angel doing in hell? Not to mention a bleeding one! How tempting," he licks his teeth, already thinking about how delicious your angel meat would be.

Something tells me that this demon is NOT here to help. Now think! Make something up so you wont get killed by this red deer thing!

"I'm your spouse assigned by heaven!," you blurt out, not even thinking properly due to the fear of death.

Both of you froze as you stare at each other, one with horror, and one with disgust.

"And why do you think I would believe that?," sneering, he starts to creep closer and closer.

"Because... That's the reason why I fell! How can I meet my husband if I'm in heaven and you're in hell? I was so eager to meet you that I turned myself into a fallen angel just to be with you!," you smile widely, desperately trying to convince him.

He raises an eyebrow at that, mulling over whether you're telling the truth or not. Even if you are lying it'll be good to have a fallen angel on his side, and it'll be quite hilarious seeing the expressions of the hotel staff reacting to you being his spouse.

"If I am your fated one, what's my name? Surely heaven must have given you my name at least?"

Oh Gabriel's trumpet he got you there. "Alastor...?," unsure, you gave out a random name. If you're wrong, hopefully he kills you quickly.

...

"Hm. Perhaps you truly are who you say you are. Forgive me for being quite rude earlier, it's unbecoming from your husband to be." Holy cow you are lucky. You breathe out, the nerves simmering.

"Come on then let's get you cleaned up! What kind of husband will I be if I don't provide for you my dear?," he grabs your hand and leads you somewhere. His shadow cleaning up all the blood and feathers in the alley.

Now that's out of the way... What the fuck did I do to become a fallen angel???

[thomas-the-goat-of-satan]

seventeen year old creature-boy Light Yagami, who is Totally Interested In Women And Definitely Not A Serial Killer, looks at porn magazines (porn magazines is generous; he's looking at scantily clad women, really) in the privacy of his own room and is so supremely weird about it that L, the man that has been Intently Observing Him Through Hidden Cameras, sees him doing it and goes, "oh. something is wrong." meanwhile, Light is internally monologuing himself into a frenzy. "ha!! take THAT. what're you gonna do now, L!? I look SO normal!!" but he doesn't. he never has. he never will. he's just used to everybody around him being too distracted by his artfully styled bangs and extensive collection of soft knitwear to notice his incredibly off-putting demeanor. he is So used to it, in fact, that he doesn't quite grasp that someone might find the image of him lounging around on his stomach and kicking his feet in the air while he stares at breasts to be. a little different. maybe even. disingenuous. oh no. shock and horror, shock and horror.

[1kk4ku]

theres a storm coming

[caprart1]

Shinra chiropractors please take a look at my man sephiroth's spine, I KNOW he has crazy neck pain looking down like that all the time

[nabbbal]

a pure love 🩷

[knific]

and then they all left their boxes and kissed

[iilmunchkiin]

Does thou ship StarOba?

(´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

[wander-wren]

big things brewing no one look at me (was consumed by brainworms and has 4k of a fic that did not exist two and a half hours ago)

[usertoxicyaoi]

NAGUMO SHOMA AS YAMASE KAZUMA.

25 JI, AKASAKA DE (2024). EPISODE EIGHT.

[billsbae]

atla tweets but it's just zuko being a simp

[softboiled-egg]

The besties!!!!!