#but idk what the best is just thinking of them as openers!

[frogchiro]

OMG TEASER READER WITH FRAT! LEON? 👀👁👁👁 Just let this man cum on something other than his hand or pants

Mmm idk about that, did he deserve it? ://

Imagine being saddled with tutoring Leon though! You jaw almost him the desk when your professor, the one from the course you shared with Leon called you two after class to him and announced that due to Leon being...very behind on his coursework and his grades being so low that he is at risk at filing, he is now assigned to you as your pupil! Isn't that great that you can help a fellow student? <3

No. It's really not when that student is Leon S. Kennedy, the notorious fratboy with a room temperature IQ who apparently has a huge crush on you and sends you dick pics and cumshot videos, begging for your pussy and to 'knock up every single of your eggs'. Great.

On the other hand imagine how happy Leon is!! He is over the moon in fact! This will be literally the only topic he will drone on about for the rest of the week leading up to you first tutoring session, in your dorm!! He feels like he hit the jack-pot with this one and he can't fuck it up! Sure, he may not be the smartest, but he has a lot of enthusiasm and wants to show off to you, so on the day of your first lesson he wears his best (aka not stained or old) black compression shirt to accentuate his muscles and for once he cracks out the good cologne and not his usual AXE body spray </3

Imagine he arrives at your door, giddy and bushy tailed and so so horny, all the possible scenarios he saw in porn running through his head, the idea of actually learning completely pushed out. 'Maybe you will wear some sort of schoolgirl uniform? Ohh maybe a sexy teacher~? A ruler in your hand, threatening to spank him if he will be a bad boy that will ultimately fail when he pins you down and fucks you well, ahh so many possibilities~'

Ofc it all comes crashing down when you open the door and there is no sexy costume, no tits on show, no nothin', just you usual sneer when you look at him and a quick and impatient 'Get in' before you slam the door behind him, your displeasure very clear.

Poor Leon who is like a kicked puppy with his ears down and tail between his legs because :(( Why is it so hard :(( And why are you so tough on him :(( It's like nothing wants to actually get through into his head, the material is too hard, he's getting distracted by the sight of your tits in your cute pink top...Until after a few sessions of agony and frustration you finally figure Leon out- he lacks an incentive.

He's a rich boy, comes from a good family, never lacked for anything and was smart enough to get through school until he got a rude awakening in college, but then he got much rowdier, joined a frat and it all went to shit, but the main thing was that he didn't have any real reason to learn well so you came up with the good ol' stick and carrot; if he shows initiative, actually sits his ass down and will do some work himself and score at least a B on his upcoming test you will give him a 'nice surprise' and lo and behold Leon almost knocked down your door with how fast he ran to show off the big, fat 'B+' written in red on the front page of his test. Something you...didn't really expect. Like at all.

You expected more like a C at most, a far cry from his usual D or Fs but a B+? Even you had to admit that you were impressed, the smile on your face when you congratulated him made Leon think he will die and go to Heaven but at lest he will die a happy man...And you were saying something about a reward no? :)

And the nice surprise was leading him to your cute, comfy, girly bed, stripping your pretty pink top so that your tits are nice and on show and allowing him to jerk off to them <3 No touching though! He has to earn it with good grades <3

I honestly think Leon would short-circuit then and there because...What. You, the girl he had a crush on for the longest time now, was letting him ogle your pretty tits and jerk off?? Yeah, he died and went to Heaven alright.

Poor boy couldn't take his already leaky cock out of his sweats fast enough, the pretty head already flushed and spurting out precum but the real star of the show were Leon's moans...Even you had to admit that they were the prettiest thing you've ever heard and they made you flush :(( Despite any reservations you might have had, Leon was objectively a very handsome guy and seeing him so horny, so desperate and whiny just for you in real life was enough to make you wet...Not that you'd admit it to him, no no. His ego would shoot through the roof then and that's the last thing you'd want, so instead you just focus on how pretty Leon looks, sat in your bed, jerking his cock and desperately trying to prolong the moment; he just loves you so much and seeing as this is the first time where you two ever did something like this, he wanted to enjoy it as long as he could <//3

Imagine poor Leon being a bit too horny, his brain getting fuzzy with hormones, drunk on love and pleasure and neither you nor him realized that you two scooched closer together, now almost pressing against each other to the point that if he leaned down only a bit he could take your nipple into his mouth but no, he had to be nice...Or at least until a particularly good twist of his hand had his whimpering and moaning his head off, his sperm shooting and landing right on your soft belly and he swears he saw black spots in his eyes at the whine you let out :((

[lunabug2004]

Something I've noticed recently is the difference in which people notice or think/talk about Nancy and Mike's survivor's guilt.

People seem to be much more open to the notion of Nancy having survivor's guilt, also they tend to pick up on it easier, and I think the reason for this Nancy actually kinda demonstrates herself in s2, when talking to Jonathan when she says "Yeah, but it's different for you. Will came home."

Now, Mike feels survivor's guilt in connection to both Will and El, and Nancy for Barb, and the difference between them is that both Will and El actually survive. But the thing that people tend to forget is that Mike saw Will's "dead body", he saw El disappear in front of his own eyes just to not hear from her for almost a year, he saw his best friend's body and mind be taken over by a terrifying monster (who he had just told he wouldn't let happen to him a day or so before). So, yes, El and Will may not be dead, but in any case, esp in Mike's 11-14 year old brain, that doesn't really mean much at all. Mental illnesses don't go away just because the thing that caused them did. I mean, that's legitimately what PTSD is!

Talking about s2 specifically for example, even at the beginning of the season, most of the GA already knew that El was still alive, but knew for sure that Barb was dead. The show parallels Nancy and Mike in ep 1, with Nancy crying in Barb's house and Mike looking terribly upset while boxing up toys in his basement. Despite this parallel though, most people I've watched only pick up on Nancy's survivor's guilt. Even though Mike goes on to try and contact El, who he still (mostly) believes is dead, lots of people just go "aw that's sad" or "aw that's sweet" and move on.

Idk if it's just because he's younger, or that, as I said before, the audience knows El is still alive, but it's always seemed to me that people don't take Mike's mental health problems as seriously as they take Nancy's when really, they're in a very similar boat.

[satangcrush]

goodness gracious

lucifer x g!n reader, sfw, not beta-read

a/n▸ no idea if i can keep up with it but here's my day 1 entry for @om-adventcalendar. this was written in a haze so idk either. lowkey follow-up to this I think? i had no plans but I feel like it fits

The Avatar of Pride prides himself on his self-control.

He’s not delusional enough to think he’s the best at it when demons like Barbatos far outweigh him in this. But, he would like to think he’s confident enough in his control over his emotions.

Especially when you keep tempting him.

The slow drawl of your voice, the way you look at him softly when he speaks; just everything that you do. He’s lucky he has already fallen, else Father might have cast him out of the Celestial Realm for his thoughts.

.

He gets mornings like this sometimes. But somehow, it was particularly rough today. 

With his eyes closed, he almost wishes that he could just go back to sleep. Forget everything and all his responsibilities for once.

(He doesn’t. Father taught him otherwise. Responsibility is a heavy burden that he must wear.)

His limbs feel like its been filled with lead, heavy with something that he can’t quite place his finger on. Voice still half-muffled from the allure of sleep, he makes his way down the hallway to the kitchen.

“Good morning.”

He nods at you, coughing into the palm of his hands. You look at him for a moment, searching for something in his expression. He arches an eyebrow, placing a hand on the table as you slide over a mug of coffee.

“Kitchen duty?” His words sound slurred even to his own ears as he made his way around the table. There was a crick in his neck that didn’t seem to be going away.

“Correct.” You say, hip jutting out as you point the spatula at him. You’re busy, fiddling with the pan as you move about the kitchen. “Sit down there, I’ll whip something up.”

His mouth opens with the intent of rejecting your offer but you pin him with a pout. He sits down at the end of the table.

“Where are the rest?” His mind hadn’t cleared up enough to separate dreams from reality, and his eyes dragged over your figure – clad in a too-big shirt that you probably stole from one of the brothers as your sock-clad foot pads over the space.

It’s stretched and tattered, he realises as you close the gap. He briefly imagines the thought of you wearing his own before shaking them away. He catches a whiff of something warm and buttery, his gaze trailing down to the pan of fluffy scrambled eggs you hold.

You smell delectable, something straight out of his imagination. Ah, this must be a dream, he concludes in the end. Only something so serene could exist in the depths of his mind, and never in reality.

You stand before him, entirely in reach. A cosy haze still envelops him, muddying his thoughts and he thinks and thinks–

“–Do you want any sauce with that?” You break his thoughts with that gentle tone of yours, peering close at his expression. He couldn’t help himself, suddenly leaning forward to press a kiss to the side of your mouth.

“Thank you.” He feels tingly as if this was what he was meant to do. He rises to his full height, watching as your lips slightly parted, with your eyes widening in surprise. 

He ducks down to kiss you squarely on the lips this time. 

“I’ll have some Hellfire sauce with that.” He nods again, sitting down in his seat. A pleased smile graces his face as you walk shakily back to the corner of the kitchen and use a spell to float the bottle of sauce over to him.

Ping!

He glances down at his D.D.D. with a furrow, letting out a sigh.

Diavolo: Lucifer, are you reaching RAD soon?

He pauses, looking at the plate of food in front of him. He didn’t know dreams were so realistic nowadays, mimicking his schedule down to a T. 

With a yawn, he scans the room looking for your figure. Surprisingly, you were nowhere to be seen, traces long gone from his sight. What a shame. He wanted to say his goodbyes even if it was only a dream.

.

Within minutes, he’s shuffling out into the cold early morning air grunting as he holds the container of food close to his chest. For some reason, he decides to kick a stone that was in his way and that sends a flock of birds flying out of the way.

That breaks the haze he was in, realisation jolting him out of his skin.

Goodness gracious, he thinks. Everything is out of order. He leans down with his head in his hands, setting the container in his lap.

“Fuck.” He finally mutters out loud in the silence.

A bird caws back at him, mocking him in his stupidity. 

[mer-acle]

Been thinking about how the relationship between Athena and Hera is probably a little different than the relationship between any of Zeus’ other children and Hera.

Athena isn’t one of Zeus’ affair babies. She’s his legitimate child from his first marriage. So imagine rather than hating her Hera is actually nice to her, at least in a general sense. She isn’t like a complete genuine mother figure or anything but she isn’t like a horrible step-monster. Hera’s just genuinely chill with Athena and honestly it definitely works in Epic with how the part between them in God Games went. Hera isn’t like a 10/10 mom to Athena but she’s a descent enough “parent”-esque figure in her life which would probably be an interesting thing to explore. Like, Athena not only being Zeus’ favorite daughter but the only step child Hera doesn’t want in a ditch for existing 😭

ahh yes, those two (I love them honestly)

I imagine the beginning was kinda difficult, especially with how honestly insane Athena's birth was (Imagine coming into a room, your husband has his head split open and there's a more or less fully grown girl in battle armor standing there like tf) and depending how much Zeus would disclose about Metis (I've read that Hephaestus in some versions was Hera's revenge baby bc she thought Zeus just randomly had a daughter on his own) Anyway. I agree Hera would probably be inherently nicer to Athena especially bc Athena I'd imagine has the sense not to push the "Mom" angle on her. She's just this young woman who lives on the same mountain as her, and Hera kinda gives her the chance to show her personality rather than immediately judging her.

I love that they work together in the Trojan War btw. Like that's just peak Wine Aunt- Stepkid behavior, scheming for a city's downfall on the weekend (and weekdays. there's a lot of scheming)

idk kinda like with Odysseus Athena gets her affection specifically by not asking for or expecting it lol

and what I'm also thinking from Hera's perspective, Zeus never gives her a choice in family planning. Like he just randomly springs stepkids on her that she's meant to love. So it makes sense to me that she likes the one best who gave her the choice that Zeus did not if that makes sense

sorry if I took that in a different direction than what you thought about I just kinda gave my two cents lol Shit now I want more Athena&Hera content. ahhh

[circe-butbetter]

hi! i hope it’s okay to ask, but i was curious if you’d be comfortable explaining what your queerplatonic relationship is like? no worries at all if you’d prefer not to share!

Oo ofcourse you can love!

Mentioning my qp partner just because i can rn ( @garden-of-runar )

It feels like having a best friend but on a deeper level because runar isnt my best friend, they're my partner- i've got someone who i know will always be there for me and support me when i feel like shit, and someone who calls me out on my bullshit when im acting idiotic. I wouldnt say its romantic- because its not, lowk it feels like i know rue on a different level than just romantic. Its a queerplatonic relation ship because its queer- its not within societals normal standards and its different for everyone but for me i get to be her partner and get to be his and know that i will always have someone with me and someone i can share stuff with- we talk alot and i dont think i can genuinely get tired of talking to them, she makes me happy and safe. It might seem romantic but honestly? For me i dont frel like- like when i like someone or love someone romatically its different and it feels differentand idk lowk i dont know if i can be the one to say it but i love rue on a different maybe deeper level and i think its basically all platonic. I trust that i have someone to talk to at 3 am when i dont want to bother anyone else and idk sighsigh

Its hard to describe and the thing is its different for everyone

But for me its like having a best friend except its not just having a best friend and its different, and its having a partner but its not romantic, and i feel free to love without feeling restricted? Scared?

I find it hard to describe stuff without specific questions like that i can answer properly- so if you wanna know anything feel free to ask im open to it as long as its not too personal?

[moeblob]

They're soulmates in every single universe and I miss them at the most random times.

[hplonesomeart]

SMG4 fandom how are we feeling about the carnival coming up. I’m scared and going to scream :))

Plain sketch version without the grey background blend btw wahooo

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

I've always felt that it'd be Killua who initiates the first hug we see between him and Gon

[kyouka-supremacy]

Well.

[possamble]

realizing im kind of a weirdo about laios and marcille

[unproduciblesmackdown]

(genderly) chill as hell if i was only ever glimpsed / detected like this

[gothsuguru]

let it be known…. bestie!sukuna does a killer winged eyeliner

[keeps-ache]

gonna keep it shmoovin man

[truethes]

“go to hell” is basic. “i hope you have the opportunity to write a romatically dense character in a situation where even you can see the other characters romantic sense” is smart. it’s possible. it’s terrifying