#but buutt also.

[hartxstarr-art]

wanted to draw him less shaped but he still ended up with half a head

[swaying--daisies]

Hiya beatlemaniacs, long time no see! Just like many of you, I too have been obsessively been re-watching Get Back to an unhealthy degree, and my hyper fixations (or coping mechanisms lol) usually manifest themselves as quick doodles! and I’ve also been obsessed with @m1ssunderstanding ‘s Get Back recap posts (they’re so in-depth and iconique check them out) , and I was wondering if y’all would be interested in seeing daily (or weekly lol) new doodles recapping each days of the documentary? 👀 I have a few already finished but it would be a fun lengthy project for me and I’m excited to potentially experiment with different styles and see how things evolve?

[r0tt1ngr4bb1t]

What has He seen that We haven't 😔

Bonus :3

[waytoobsessed]

Soooo

Uuuhhh

I’ve started another au

god i have so many aus right now i need to stop

[bioshoook]

url change: fornhaus -> alfryco

with this new url i am now at FULL ALFREYCO POWER

[aeons-domain]

Omg look it's the JotaMadiKak of Sanrio 😚😚😚💕💕💕

[driptape]

📸 for three to five ( 6 ) pictures that my muses have of @wntersinparis' muses : the italian takeover .

[protectorcraft]

wwwhhyyyy isnt kofi letting me log in on my computer- NEVERMIND GOT IT

[gamblersdoll]

Can req for a first time with Bakugou x reader? And both being virgins?

cw in ask. pro hero! bakugou.

bakugou’s biggest problem and concern wasnt him being number two in the hero rankings, nor was it the fact about him having too big or too small of an agency.

it was him being twenty five and still a virgin, thinking he’d lose that shit in his high school years.

yet, the weirdest part? he was in the deepest relationship with you.. so why didnt either of you fuck just yet? he didnt know. at least, not then. now? it was because he was so busy and trying to better himself, yet, he also was picky about how he wanted to take your v card.

what got him was the fact you were simply in some old clothes that had became just the right fit on you, they used to be baggy and his clothes. (until you came into his life and stole them from him.) that was all it took, him seeing you in clothes that hugged you.

sure, he could see your suggestive pictures to him and possibly beat his cock to it, he did it in endeavors’ agency. but now? he wasnt shy, it was just new.

but your inside hadnt felt new to him, his chin pressed against your forehead and he grunting each thrust he pushed into you. the way his arms caged you in and he could barely even keep his composure up. he wasnt too vocal, yet. buutt, his face gave it all away for him.

maybe it was the way each moan you garbled, he feels you tighten up around his cock. maybe it was the way you scratched at his back when he hit that random creamy spot and hes just enamored.

maybe its the way you chant his name, “katsukikatsukikatsuki!” so much, you squeal when he grips your hips, and whimper when he growls.

“fuck, are you s’pposedta be this tight?” he groans, forcing both of you to look where you both meet and watch his cock sink into your cunt, only having his jaw drop and practically drool onto your stomach.

if this is what pure sex felt like, he needed to make you feel like this each every day. but he could only come down from his high when you feel him shoot ropes, him biting his lip until blood draws and he has to pull himself away.

“was that good for ya’?” he asks, pressing your back against his chest and kissing your shoulder. he could only know if you told him, since he just started fucking only thirty minutes ago. hes watched porn. sure, but you werent no average girl he could just apply that to.

“yeah, it was really good, for our first time ever.” you say, him nodding and pressing a finger into your walls. you tense up, him drawing it out and inspecting.

“youre not bleeding, anymore.” he mumbles, a tinge of fear yet relief. you shoo him, reassuring and giving him kisses. “yeah, yeah, i know its normal.”

no he didnt, because he never wants to make his beautiful girl bleed, ever.

yet, he needed more.

[dilemmaontwolegs]

helloooo, could you write a fic where the OC is also a f1 driver and they're Lando's rival, buutt one race weekend she goes into his driver's room to argue with him but they do more because they're both frustrated? like pure smut

The Fine Line || LN4

Pairing: Lando Norris x fem!driver!reader Warnings: 18+ only, NSFW, angst, smut WC: 1.6k F1 Masterlist

No one tried to stop you as you stormed through the McLaren garage, ascending the stairs two at a time just to reach the driver's room quicker. Your heel planted on the door and it flew open with a bang and left a handle sized hole in the plaster where it struck.

"I get that you don't like me but you don't have to drive me into the fucking wall, Norris."

Lando had barely returned to the room after crashing out of the race with the collision but you were too angry to see the state of his undress, his fireproof shirt carelessly strewn across the floor.

“You really think too highly of yourself,” he scoffed, pulling the door out from the wall and slamming it closed. 

“So you didn’t cut into my line and take me out?” you dared, the video footage proof that it was exactly what he had done.

“I can’t stand you, why would I want to go anywhere near you and your precious racing line?” he growled as each step brought him closer until he was dominating your personal space.

Your lips pulled up into a taunting smirk and you tilted your head back to meet his eyes. “You are awfully close, for a man that doesn’t want to be near me.”

His eyes traced the curve of your lips before he dragged them back to your eyes and he dipped his head to whisper in your ear.  “You came here first.”

Your mouth was dry as you swallowed and the room suddenly felt too hot. “Because you put me into a fucking wall, Norris.”

“This is putting you into a wall,” he said as he pushed you back. 

You waited for the impact but his arm snaked around your back and his palm cradled your head before the contact came. His entire body was pressed the length of yours and a needy whine escaped your lips as the race high and adrenaline left your body screaming for an outlet. 

“You like that? Hmm?” he smirked but you returned it as you rolled your hips and felt his erection proudly digging into your stomach.

“Don’t take it personally, Norris, it’s not you, you just have the right…bits.” 

“I don’t believe you.” He fingers toyed with the zip and your collar, waiting to see if you would slap them away in this strange game of chicken. The only sounds were the quickening of your breath and the tear of Velcro before he drew the zip down your body and saw your skin-tight fireproof shirt beneath. 

You dragged your nails down his back and smirked as he groaned at the heat that flared from the five angry red lines. Nipping at his jaw, he bucked his hips before you pushed him away. “And I don’t care.”

“Bullshit,” he chuckled when he recovered and combed a hand through his messy hair. “Just admit it, you want me.”

“I want you, Lando,” you admitted as you opened the door. “I want you…to stay the fuck off my race line.”

Two Months Later You had the cash ready in hand when the knock at your door came, but it wasn’t who you expected on the other side. 

“Blocking me?” Lando huffed as he pushed his way inside your suite. “That’s fucking low.”

You rolled your eyes at the scathing attitude. “You think I wanted a penalty? I wasn’t even impeding you, there was plenty of room if you used your eyes to look for something other than the paddock bunnies.”

You started to close the door when the food you had ordered arrived, the poor man looking unsettled as his eyes danced between you and Lando. “Are you alright, ma’am? Would you like me to call security?”

The hostility was palpable and you chuckled as you took the bag, handing the money over with a sizable tip. “I can handle him, thanks.”

He clearly wasn’t all that satisfied but nodded and left, wishing you a good evening before you closed the door. The entire hotel didn’t need to hear you and Lando’s war of words. 

“You can’t even handle qualifying,” he scoffed, peeking over your shoulder into the bag. “Is that katsu?”

“Yes, and no, you are not getting any.” You wanted to eat it while it was hot but you couldn’t ignore the papaya elephant in the room. “Did you come here for anything else?”

“Like what?”

“How would I know? I don’t know what goes on in that little head of yours. But I picture it’s something like that monkey banging cymbals together on repeat.”

“You were right with the banging,” he muttered as he helped himself to your mini bar. “Wrong with the animal.”

“Gross.” Effectively put off your food, you pushed the dish away and decided a drink was better. Lando was leaning against the countertop, his legs wide manspreading and his arms crossed, trying to look dominant. He watched you bend down to grab a miniature bottle of champagne from the fridge, not bothering with a glass as you popped the cork. 

“Want a sip?” you offered. “It’s the closest you’ll get to tasting victory.”

“God I hate you,” he growled as he pushed your hand away. 

You chuckled and took a sip of the sweet bubbles. “There’s a fine line between love and hate. I think you’re just confused.”

“Okay, I love to hate you.” 

You stepped between his legs and placed your bottle next to his on the bench. He watched with half hooded eyes as you reached for his belt and made no effort to stop you from unbuckling it. “Is that why you always find a reason to come to my room?”

“Don’t act like you don’t get off on it too.” His arms uncrossed and his hands drifted over your hips before disappearing into the back pockets of your jeans where he squeezed your ass. His breath teased the shell of your ear as a hand snaked up your neck until he cradled your cheek, his thumb brushing beneath your eye as he whispered, “I remember seeing tears last time, you came so hard.”

“Those were tears of disappointment, that you couldn’t last longer,” you lied. The bastard was right, no one could make you angry like he could but it made for some explosive sex. 

“I can go all night, baby,” Lando chuckled darkly before his hand dropped to the base of your throat and he crushed his lips to yours. His fingers tightened slightly, warning you of his strength as he pulled back and bit his bottom lip in contemplation. “Guess I’ll just have to remind you again.” 

The colours of your clothes clashed as they were abandoned to the floor, his McLaren papaya and your Alpine pink proving just how badly the two together were. But it didn’t stop you from taking him to your bed, from your bodies colliding with desperate need, from crying out his name in ecstasy. 

His body bore the marks of your nails, and yours held the marks of his mouth, where he had nipped and sucked his way across your collar. There was no care given between you in the primal need to chase a high, an outlet for the fire that burned inside of you, except for where you marked each other.

“There they are,” Lando chuckled proudly as his fingers left bruises on your hips, pulling you back to meet his hips with every long hard thrust. His pace was relentless, your thighs shaking as you lost all sense of self and screwed your eyes shut as you felt them begin to sting. 

Your throat was hoarse and your lips swollen from the dominating kisses that stole the louder cries from them. His skin was slick with sweat and his breath came in quick pants as his forehead crumpled in restraint, his teeth clenched together. 

“Go on, baby, open your eyes for me,” he taunted as a tear escaped the corner, disappearing into your hair as you shook your head. “No?”

He didn’t like to be denied and his palm slapped down on your clit, eliciting a sharp whimper as it only intensified the heat in your core. Your back arched and your lips curled into a smirk before parting with a drawn out moan as he snapped his hips even faster, the room filling with the sound of his skin slapping yours. 

“Open. Your. Eyes,” he growled, pinching your nipple sharply.

“Ah,” you cried out as your eyes flew open and to meet his. The heat exploded as you came again, the waves of the orgasm rocking your entire body and his jaw fell slack at the feel of your walls clenching tight around him.

“Fuck,” he grunted as he succumbed to his own release. He pulled out and spilled himself over your stomach, fisting his cock and squeezing out every last milky drop before sitting back on his heels panting. His face was smug as he memorised the sight before him, your eyes half closed, your lips parted, the hickeys he left on your collar, the mess he left on your belly, your clit swollen and oversensitized, your cunt dripping with your arousal. “Fuck.”

He climbed off the bed, stumbling a bit with lightheadedness before catching himself and grabbing his clothes. You rolled over like a lazy cat and watched him dress just as quickly as he had undressed before leaving without a goodbye. You would have remained silent too with his exit except you heard the telltale crinkle of a paper bag and everything you felt before came crashing back.

“Get your own fucking food, Norris!”

[devildomwriter]

hello, it’s totally cool if you do not have anything on thas, buutt apart from mammons car in his room, do we ever get told if they have cars in the devildom?? do they drive around?? or do they just walk and fly around??

(sorry if you got this twice, tumblr acted up and i’m not sorry if it sent the first one i sent)

Yes they actually mention both of these in RAD News articles

When asked about cars they answer that yes there are cars and Mammon’s was featured in a car-specific magazine.

I assume that similarly to Japan, the Devildom has cars but also has more convenient transportation means as mentioned in RAD Vol 3.

Demons do fly but with many transportation options, they don’t do so often.

[two-crows-in-a-trenchcoat]

my thoughts on certain characters being the 'minister'

Peter Lukas - I think it's unlikely bc no jonah to make a wager with to get him off the boat so he's probably still at sea buutt if it was him think it would funny bc he'd definitely have 'disappeared' Collin just to not deal with him

Simon Fairchild - he wouldn't give a shit like we saw him with the extinction stuff he'd just not care about what the OIAR is doing at all and I think that would be funny

Annabelle Cane - that would be verryy plot relevant and also probably the same annabelle Cane from tma bc she said she'd either go with the fears or die and so far as I can remember they said there was no sign of her I would love a return of annabel mainly just bc I love her

Sasha James - more likely to be the new IT person but also I desperately just want sasha to be alive and well I also think she'd be very good at her job we knew she would have made a good archivist but an actual one rather than eldritch horror one so maybe she's a librarian somewhere completely separate

Tim Stoker - I strongly believe he wouldn't take it seriously and would flirt with every one and make jokes about the computers looking worse for wears until he hears about collin and just makes jokes about collin

Danny Stoker - would be funny but would also mean Tim is not linked to the supernatural at all bc he only got involved after Danny's death so if Danny's fine so is Tim and I need Tim to be ok also I think it would be a fun link without them just having the same cast as tma

Elias Buchard (the real one) - would imply gwen is a nepo baby which would be really funny to see them interact also wonder how jonah would feel about it also he was a stoner so I don't think he'd be good at his job and this would be very funny

Jurgen leitner - he's probably dead but I think this would be fun and we don't know if he even had his library in this world but if he did and then became the minister of the oiar that's a bad way to hide and I think he'd die pretty quickly

Daisy Tonner - she would penalise them for everything she'd be so strict on them and probably aggressive I also think its unlikely to be her she'd hate the bureaucracy and would probably empathise with collins solution to their problems

someone new - the fandom reaction would be funny as fuck like we've spent all this time theorising and guessing and then it's no one we've ever heard of before I just think it would be a funny way to throw off everyone

sorry this so long lmao

[romihearts]

happy birthday ! ┊ft. yugi twins (seperately)

synopsis. celebrating their birthday with you

content. gn reader, intended lowercase, ooc tsukasa

her notes. i share a bday with the yugi twins so hbd to me too :3 also this is short hhuhuhsuu

HANAKO * ˚ ✦

"happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!" you said, while holding a box of donuts as you gave them to him.

the girl's bathroom was sunlit and warm, as warm as hanako felt when you greeted him.

even a simple 'happy birthday' from you was already okay for him, but with donuts too ?! hanako felt so, happy.

"a-ah! [name]?! you got this for me?" he questioned while you nodded a yes with a smile, pushing the box further into him in hopes that he would finally accept it.

"yes! just for you, since it's your special day after all." you answered him.

he finally accepted the box, fuzzy feelings felt in his heart. you remembered his birthday and spent it with him..

"thank you.." hanako said while lowering his hat, attempting to cover his reddening face.

taking notice of this, you giggle. "no problem! i need to get going now, happy birthday again!" you said while going out the bathroom, flashing one more smile leaving hanako speechless.

he wishes for more memorable moments with you.

extra: behind the door of the bathroom, kou and nene were hiding and once you came out you immediately told them everything that happened. except you weren't being secret at all. your voice could clearly be heard by hanako.

TSUKASA * ˚ ✦

"happy birthda— mmf!" your greeting was cut off by tsukasa immediately hugging you so tight, you were losing air!

you quickly pushed him off, catching some air while tsukasa stood there quite confused.

"h-happy birthday, i hope you enjoy your day and please, don't hug do tight." you greeted him with a tired smile. "awh! but i wanna hug you tight! so you won't go away!" he whined

"why would i ever go away? i'll always be here for you." you giggled while embracing him once more in your arms.

buutt, he still hugged you quite tightly, softer than before.

it was evident he would never want to lose you.

[fangzfang]

IDK if I count this as gore or just bloody Buutt ITS A REDRAWN SCENE? Ig? I'm also unsure if this counts as a redrawn scene but hey! My friends like it so fuck it I'm posting it here while it's becoming midnight :3

Also yes I am doing Be Fankids’ reference sheet but. OH, MY HANDS KNOW IT’S GONNA ITS GONNA TAKE A DAY TO DO ALL OF THEM IF THE HOURS ARE ADDED UP. So it won't be good but helpful for me to do the reference sheet and have time for school, living life and ECT

ANYWAYS BE TW FOR SOME BLOODY ART!!

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[thestarfishinjootsoffice]

This is-A random request really,you can write these any way you want with different slashers too,Just include Bubba and Thomas please(ówò) Slashers x child reader who's parents,while being chased like-while hiding with the reader just shoves them out of the hiding place to save themself before fleeing,Maybe the reader is like 5 or 7,just smol and the reader just lays down and cries so the slasher just goes after the mom/or dad then comes back and takes the kid in?-

I was writing another request but Tumblr's hangry ass decided to eat it 🙄

ALSO YASS I LOVE THIS REQUESTS, AND I LOVE DIRTY DEED BEING DONE DIRT CHEAP <333.

Slashers x sacrificed! Child! Reader.

Bubba 🩸⛓️

Bubba didn't really wanna kill you, one of those reasons being you were a child and he likes children! And you didn't deserve this. :(

Didn't really wanna kill your parents either because oh how lonely and sad you must feel after seeing your mother and father get cut in half by a chainsaw!!.... Buutt he could always convince his brothers to let you stay in the family for 'extra' help. (he just wants a friend and a kid)

But he had to do what he had to do other wise his whole family will die and it'll all be his fault.

But all of the guilt he felt for your parents after they had pushed you out of their hiding spot after Bubba had found you had disappeared. And instead been replaced with anger and betrayal. Why did they do that? Family is supposed to be everything!

He felt sad looking at you crying on the ground after your brain processed wtf just happened.

He ignored you and instead went dashing towards your parents who were screaming and crying and confused why the killer had gone after them instead.

Earlier he was holding back but now he wasted no time, these people didn't deserve to be called parents.

Few minutes later he went back to you with no weapons on him, finding you still on the ground letting small tears go down and he just had the perfect idea and was dead set on it.

He timidly walked over to you babbling random nonsense but none of them sounded ill willed.

It took a lot of whining and persistence for his brother to finally allow to take you in but he was cautious as hell but everything still worked out really well.

Of course his oldest sibling, Drayton was harsh on you but because he was worried to hell if you were going to snitch on them and ruin his reputation but considering what happened a while back its safe to say you won't. (hopefully?)

And you'll be forced to get involved in the whole killing thing. If you start crying or get sad Bubba will do his best to get more victims so Drayton stops complaining and then you won't have to do it.

Thomas 🩸⛓️

Now Thomas and bubba are very similar although distant cousins.

He holds the same kind of guilt when he sees a family but he loves his own family more. He'll make sure to give yours a quick death.

Same thing, he's a family guy and a big family he can watch spend time together as they get older. <333

He was thinking of taking you in but he's not sure if you would comply because of your current status him basically chasing down you and your family.

But he became less shy of those thoughts as he watched your own parents forcefully make you show yourself to the killer after their tail to save their own skin (no pun intended) and he was now disgusted with your parents at how easily they gave you in.

He was always told the most important thing in this world was family and if your parents couldn't understand that then they shouldn't be parents at all.

He was a bit startled but was quickly catching up to them.

They were disgusting useless people who idiotically pondered why he wasn't taking his time killing off their own child they selfishly offered.

After being done with them he slowly walked over to you without his chainsaw and his hands slightly up.

Showing his best his intention was not to harm you. It didn't take that long or hard to convince his family to add you as a member but they were wary.

And another terrible thing was you HAVE to help with capturing the victims. If it's too much of a toll you Thomas will put on his headphones on you and make you go rest. This can only go so long, it depends on your age and personality.

Soon some guilt tripping form some of his family members and hoyt if it goes on too long. Thomas can only do so much against them.

After a while you'll slowly start to gain their trust and all of you will become a happy odd but cute family. (except for cannibalism stuff, murder and all)

I realised how different the energy and vibes are between bubba snd Thomas wtff

[beechbloom]

Dazai's love languages

Word count: 0,8k

Cw: mention of loved ones being lost, some angst

1. Quality time

Dazai knows that time is short. At any moment, the people in his life can be taken from him. Because of this, he truly takes the time to cherish the moments he shares with those he cares for. Going for a walk, visiting a bar or cafe, or just simply relaxing at home together. If it's time spent with a loved one, it's time well spent.

He'd practically be attached at the hip to a romantic partner. No matter what they're doing, where they're going, there's barely anything that would prevent Dazai from attempting to tag along. He has to be with them, of course. Because if he wasn't, he might miss their smile, their laugh, or some endearing little thing they'd do. They might need his protection too! Of course, Dazai has to come along. It's only logical.

2. Physical touch

He'd be all over a romantic partner — clinging to them at all times. Hugging them, tapping his lap to make them sit, sprawling across their lap on the couch, demanding kisses, holding their hand and swinging it back and forth as they walk. PDA galore.

If his s/o doesn't allow him the physical affection he craves, he'll sulk. "Come onnn. Just a little kiss, I promise!" He'd still try to respect it if his partner was truly uncomfortable with it. Buutt,, he'd be a little bit of a nuisance regardless. Announcing when he wants touch and being like "Oh, who will satisfy my thirst for physical affection? If you don't embrace me soon I might just get so desperate I'll hug Kunikida!"

Though, these actions don't necessarily hold the most weight. The moments that are more genuinely meant to convey his love to someone are typically less energetic. Sitting alone outside, sharing a comforting silence before he suddenly pulls them into him to lean on his shoulder. Or quietly reaching out to hold his s/o as they lay beside each other in the night. Them doing the same sort of things to him will also make him feel loved.

3. Acts of service

He isn't one to do this much himself. Though if he happens to hear his s/o mention they need something, and he finds himself at the store later that day, he could definitely pick it up for them.

If someone does an act of service for him however, it actually means quite a lot; more than he thought it would. Someone doing something for him, something he didn't even ask them to do — it feels as if they're acknowledging his humanity. That he too is a person that might need help every now and then. It's not something he expects from another person, so when it happens it can catch him off guard, bringing a warmth to his chest.

4. Words of affirmation

He's very good at giving compliments and smoothly making someone feel special. These compliments, however, rarely feel genuine on his part. He either does it to get something out of the person or to entertain himself or others. Of course, it can be to get a smile out of his loved one, but he doesn't really think much about the words spilling out of his lips in those moments. "You are the light of my life! My one and only! Beauty that compares to the gods!"

The jokey, energetic flare can also be dropped in favor of something that sounds more serious. "You can do it. I've seen you do it many times before, and you can do it again. You won't fail." But he will still feel detached from it, as if he's reading from a script. He wants to be real, to share true words of love, but it all feels so fake to him no matter what he says. It's much easier for him to pull his partner close, to hold them, and hope they understand.

Him receiving affirmation is also conflicting, unfortunately. Dazai isn’t used to it, and a lot of it really doesn’t reach him on an emotional level. It just feels like empty words being thrown at the walls he’s built up around him.

However, when those words do reach him, he feels it very strongly. It’s soft, fluttery, and makes him feel an unfamiliar warmth… and that almost scares him. He’s not sure how to handle it. The phoniness of his words becomes so blaringly obvious and ugly in comparison to theirs. He’s not sure he could give them anything real in return, not sure he deserves it.

5. Gift giving

Whilst he would appreciate getting gifts, it wouldn't instinctually register in his mind as something being done out of love for him. He received a gift, cool! Now he has a thing someone gave him! ...What should he do with it?

He also isn't a big gift giver himself. Sure, he might give a little something for a birthday or something, but he's not one to constaltly shower people in gifts. It's just not a love language that comes naturally to him at all.