#did I do it right

[hangsawoman]

my dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😋 this strain is called "i saw the tv glow" itll have you zoinked out of your gourd 💯

me: yeah whatever. i dont feel shit

5 hours later: dude i swear my living body is somewhere under the ground buried alive and i'm here to get my beating heart back

my best friend maddytara pacing around the room: this isn’t normal. this isn’t normal. this isn’t how life is supposed to be.

[spirk-trek]

they finally made it to five guys

[xenasaur]

[everychingoes]

mary oliver, from october

rm, everythingoes (trans. doolsetbangtan)

fyodor dostoyevsky, from the brothers karamazov

yumi sakugawa (source)

ocean vuong, from on earth we're briefly gorgeous

sylvia plath, from the bell jar

bernadette mayer, from the way to keep going in antarctica

ada limón, from dead stars

rainer maria rilke, from letters to a young poet

mary oliver, from moments

[thegoldenduckie]

WOKE AND LIBERAL SANDERS SIDES BE LIKE

Prince ARO-man

Pat-TESTOSTERONE

SHE/HER-gil

LoGAY sanders

janus sanders

Remus intru-SOCIALISM thoughts

[deepspacewhore]

thirst trap 👋🏽👋🏽👋🏽

[vanillabeams]

nerdy armin prt2!!

christmas special!!!

warning: smut, pet names, sub men, mention of cum, cursing, teasing

surprise at the end!!

prt1

poor armin..buddy was skipping classes just to avoiding you and we all know how important his classes were to him. he was so embarrassed because he knew for fact that you knew he was getting off to your voice.

it’s been 2 days and you haven’t seen armin at all, he hasn’t answered any of your texts and your seriously getting worried because this isn’t like him at all,

it’s been 4 days now and you can’t lie you miss him a lot the way he can’t look you in the eyes properly..or the way he stares at you in class. you squeeze your thighs together releasing the energy that is slowly creeping up on you which made you realize you arrived at the mall to bring him a christmas gift as an excuse to come over to his house. you shop around the mall finding different things you think he would like making him a little basket.

you knock on his front door rethinking this whole plan but your worries gotten the best of you and now your here there’s no going back, armin opens the door shocked that your here “y-y/n??..what are you doing here?” his tall frame clouding over you and it doesn’t help with what he is wearing. he was wearing a black tank top with shorts that hang just above his knees with his black Yeezy slides and a Santa hat on the side of his head to top it off . he stretches his arm resting it on on the very top of the door

omg he is so fineee you can’t even squeeze your legs together right now cause your standing. “y/n?” you look back up at his face seeing him turn red because you were staring too hard and it was noticeable. “christmas gift duhh” you smile wide at him and he looks down at your glossed lips but quickly looks away embarrassed. “you should come in, i know it’s cold” he stretches the door wider for you.

“ im glad you finally let me inside im freezing!” you walked over to his island and place his gift down “ is this a fine place for me to put your gift here?” he turns around from the door to look over where u placed it “ yeah that’s fine, u can come sit on the couch i’ll get u a blanket i know u said u was cold” before u could tell him you weren’t gonna be here long he is already going upstairs to his room to grab one.

once he sees you sitting on his couch he takes in your outfit and it’s so cute to him. he hands you the blanket and sits next to you. but there is an awfully huge space between you guys because he is so nervous around you. you wrap the blanket around you and it smell just like him. “ armin why haven’t you been to school?” he face turns red reminding him of why he actually skipped school “ i-..i just needed a break. i guess” you could tell he was lying “ armin please don’t lie to me.”

u look at him waiting for a response and you don’t even get a answer, he only does this when he isn’t ready to talk about something so you change the subject and get up seeing his red face as u do so, walking over to his gift. once u grab his gift you sit directly next to him legs touching and everything “ look at what i got you” he grabs the gift out of what seem like the smallest hands ever.

“thank you, you didn’t have to do this” he looks at the basket and then looks at you for 1.2 seconds and looks somewhere else “armin!” his head snaps back at you startled by the way you voice rose up at him “ y-yes..? what’s wrong?” you cross your arms over your chest “ i deserve a response on why you left me on ghost” you watch as he bite his bottom lip “c’mon..you know why”

you start to grow an irritated with him “ armin if i knew why you went ghost on me i wouldn’t be here” you’ve never yelled at him before but he went ghost on you and tried to wipe it off “ last phone call we had..” he doesn’t finish his sentence and you instantly remember what happened “ so you were actually getting off to my voice..??” you can’t help but smirk at his reaction. he holds his face in his palms shaking his head yes you then start to graze the nape of his neck with your acrylics “ aw my voice turns you on min?”

“ i don’t wanna talk about it..” he mumbles in his hands embarrassed. you take a good look at his frame again and you realize that he is hard. you can see his bulge slowly rising so you take it upon yourself to get off the couch and squat right between his legs. he doesn’t realize your between his legs intill you place your hands on his thighs. he removes his hands off his face and looks down at you “y/n?” he then realizes his hard wood is literally poking up right in front of your face. “ i’m s-sorry..” is all the words that he manage to say.

you press your hand on to his bulge and he leans back into the couch biting down on his lower lip to hide back the whine that almost slipped from his lips. you start gently rubbing him thru his pants “ if you can’t hold eye contact i’ll stop.” he looks down at you “ please y/n..you know how hard it is for me to-..” a whine slips from his lips once you take his cock out his boxers and it nearly slaps your face. you use both hands to grip onto his girth just to get the feel of it “ does that feel good min?” he nods his head “ imma need words armin.” you start to kiss on his thighs teasing him “y-yes ma’am” his words makes your cunt flutter

you start kissing his tip as u look up at him seeing the teasing is making him go insane, he is squirming so much “ please..! y/n..” you watch him melt into his own couch “ please what love?” you could tell the names that you are calling him are really getting to him “p-please touch me..” he whines underneath his breath. you press your lips onto his cock swirling your tongue around his tip and slowly start sucking not even half his base before gagging. you use your hands to jerk off the rest you can’t fit into your mouth looking up at him to only see him covering his eyes with his forearm and biting his lip so hard to control his moans and whines.

you remove your lips off him pouting. he realizes you stopped and looked down “look at me and stop hiding your moans from me” his breaths are shaky and he swallow his saliva before speaking “ yes ma’am..” you smile up at him “ good boy” his dick twitches and you soon come to the realization that he likes being praised.

you slide your mouth back onto him now forcing half of him into your mouth going up and down on him faster and faster “f-fuck..! y-y/n” he continues to squirm but his squirming is worse now. his voice is so whiny and high pitch and when you look up making eye contact with him, he completely loses it because he knows he has to make eye contact with you because he is so close to coming. he loses it so bad the poor guys starts sobbing “ y/nnn..fuck! i’m cu-“ dude couldn’t even finish his sentence everything went white around him and next thing you know there’s cum all over your pretty face.

“merry Christmas!” was the last thing u said before he fell asleep

(here’s a visual on what he sounded like)

[omchar]

[ib3li3v3you]

[ineffabildaddy]

in your own time - a good omens priest au by ineffabildaddy (E, 33k, complete)

Aziraphale and Crowley grew up together as next-door neighbours on Hogback Lane, classmates at the local Catholic school, and inseparable best friends. By the age of eighteen, both were hopelessly in love with the other, despite the knowledge that they were doomed to live apart, as Crowley aimed to pursue university study in London and Aziraphale committed himself to remaining in Tadfield, dedicating his life to the Church.

After almost twenty years spent away from his hometown, renowned botanist Crowley decides to come and visit Tadfield again at a moment's notice; the purpose of his visit is to speak at a Careers Day for the school he and Aziraphale, now a beloved priest and a frequent helper at the school, attended. The twenty-four hours that follow will change both of their lives for ever.

Written for the @gospexchange!

[chivonne]

A lil art for my beloved RadioStatic <3

I did not get distracted in my school's orientation meeting by drawing old man yaoi-

Oh, the background and light bulbs are from ibispaint ! You can also find my drawing process on ibis too!

The day you came back (to me)

[krystal-blossom]

[alien-with-headphones]

[graphicsubset29]

POSSIBLE SMALL SPOILERS FOR AMERICAN ARCADIA BELOW, IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE SPOILED, THEN DON'T READ ANY FURHTER!

So, since there's a big blizzard that happens during the game in the real world, that would mean the game is set around the winter season in the real world, right? So imagine:

One of the first songs that Trevor heard outside of the dome that didn't originate from American Arcadia was Mariah Carey's "All I want for Christmas is You." Maybe he hears it from Angela's car radio when they're both driving or happening across it on Angela's TV or something. Angela gets annoyed by it(she's heard the damn song way too much at that point) and goes to switch it or turn it off, but she stops when she notices how entranced Trevor is by it.

Trevor can't help but notice how different it sounds when compared to the music that played in the Arcadia dome. After all, the dome was still in the 70s while this song came out in the 90s. Hell, he likes it for the sole fact that it's a song that couldn't be played anywhere in American Arcadia without running the risk of breaking the "fourth wall." So Angela decides to just let the song play out in full, even if it's her own personal version of 'Don't be a Fool.' She lets her friend listen to whatever music he ends up finding, as he deserves to experience the world he was never given the chance to(regardless of how many songs he ends up finding that make her want to pull her hair out from how much she's heard them).

[roxxiies]

𝐃𝐘𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇, 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐘𝐈𝐍 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

SUGGESTIVE, FEM!READER, SLIGHT DRY HUMPING

synopsis: in which you make out with your sibling's best friend and get caught.

DYRROTH

You were sat on the table where the maps formerly were and now are scattered on the floor. You didn't mind, you were too busy holding back the Abyss Prince's need to deepen the kiss and the tight pull of his hands on your hips to his own.

You shortly gasped for air and Dyrroth whined at the sudden lost contact of your lips, "Dy.. slow dow-" Before you could finish your sentence, he leaned in for another kiss, this time making sure to place one hand behind the back of your head and slipping his tongue in, now you wouldn't think of escaping anymore.

He continued on savouring your taste, but the double door of his office burst open, revealing a smiling, beautiful dark elf lady waving papers in her hand. She looked at the scene before her and gasped so loudly that before the both of you could react, she rushed over you and pulled you away from the prince as she then yelled, "Dyrroth, what the fxck— what do you think you're doing?!"

The Prince of the Abyss glared down towards Selena, akin to a predator that had taken its favourite food away. He tried to get you back by reaching for you, but Selena pulled you back right away, failing his attempts. Dyrroth groaned, "Who asked your presence here?!" "You did! I was supposed to help you finish detailing the maps! Yet here you are fooling with my sister of all?!"

Dyrroth tries to calm down, remembering what you had told him before, "I'm not fooling—ugh, that's it, if you don't leave us now, I'll be sure to never let her see you again."

Selena's hold on you tightened, "You wouldn't dare." "Try me." Your sister scoffed at the prince and turned towards you, her eyes softening, "Sister, if something terrible happens, be sure to call for me," You were entirely oblivious to their conversation, huh? who's her? You nodded still.

When Selena was at the door, she turned around and saw Dyrroth already pouncing on you as he ignored the deadly stares your sister gave. As she was about to leave, you barely heard your sister say something to him but man in front of you rolled his eyes, "It's not like I'd devour you or something," ah

Now that your sister was out of the room, Dyrroth's attention was solely on you again. His eyes darkened, he looked like he'd actually devour you now. You were caged between his arms as he licked his lips, "Where were we, princess?"

LING

Wanwan burst into laughter, she finally managed to convince Ling to put on a skirt, a pink skirt. Ling's schedule at night wasn't that busy, so he let himself be led into a trap by Wanwan... and said person was still laughing while she pulled you into the room where he was, and then there his pride began to diminish as you didn't react like he wanted to. You see, he has a crush on you, and seeing you not reacting in the slightest made him so weak. Though when Wanwan was disappointed by your reaction, she took off to find Zilong, maybe he would actually laugh his ass off, leaving you and Ling the only ones left in the room.

Ling's embarrassing thoughts still plauged his mind. Both of you were never this close with each other, let alone be in the same room with each other. You, however, ignite something in you—something about Ling in a flimsy skirt. You slowly stalked towards Ling and lifted his chin with your hand to meet your eyes, which had a glint of mischief evident in them. You pulled him into your lips, and he groaned into the feeling, surprised by your action. You placed your wondering hands on his arm that was pulling you even closer by the waist. You moaned as he began to become sloppier by the second, his little humps becoming unbearable for him. Both of you gasped to breathe, his lips were already red from your intrusion. You stared at him, how could your best friend hide this side of him from you? He groaned, Ling was an impatient guy and didn't want to waste anymore time, he cupped your cheeks and pulled you back for another kiss.

The two of you were busy lapping at each other that you didn't notice your mad brother heading towards the two of you. Zilong had softly moved you away from Ling while your brother held him by his collar, "What are you doing, Ling?" your eyes widened, you held back Zilong from doing anything worse as he wasn't this hostile at all. Ling only hissed from the tight grip he had on him, then you panicked, "Brother, stop- hey! This is my fault! I... I initiated it," your brother looked at you, a bit unhappy with your advances with his companion, seriously with Ling?

Zilong had let him go, he rubbed the reddened area by his neck as he watched your brother scold you, Ling was a dangerous person after all. But ah, now that Ling had a taste of you, he for sure won't let you go now... he's night schedule might change from now on.

YIN

Yin had always been carefree and reckless, climbing to your windowsill at night and coming unannounced to your room just to tell you something that had recently interested him. Maybe wondering as to how bees pollinate the flowers or how they make honey taste so sweet... to eventually wonder would you taste sweet as well?

Yin had known you so well—to the point of knowing that your brother is out for groceries and that he has you for himself today. He ushered you to sit with him on the bed as the thought plagued his mind, and you did as he said. He pulled you into his lap, and with his right thumb, he rubbed your lips, waiting for your consent. You picked it up, of course, and knowing Yin for quite some time, you leaned in for him to confirm his thoughts. He pressed his lips against yours, and for a little while, he pulled away—yes, you are sweet.

Yin kissed you back again, and your hands rested on his shoulders as your tongues played with each other. His hands went to rest on your waist, now he would go further down just to please you more, but he feared he would mess up and let his other thoughts get out of hand. His grip on your waist tightened, as if keeping you still, you didn't know you were rubbing yourself on him for a while now, "Don't do that," he whined between the kisses. You can't seem to stop, he sounded heavenly.

"Yin!" both of you jolted at the sudden yell and looked at the door, your brother's figure standing there, fuming. Yin even had the time to gently lift you off of his lap to the bed and ran towards the window as your brother chased him. Once he was outside the window, he yelled, "I'll be back next time, (Y/N)! I promise!" your brother, Xavier, rushed to the window and looked outside where Yin was running and shouted back, "There won't be any next time!" he closed the window harshly and you laughed at Yin's antics. Your brother glared towards you, you're in a lot of trouble again.

back to all my work . . .

[sinisterexaggerator]

Angsty dialogue prompts ~

“Please, don’t go.”

“I didn’t mean to.”

“I can’t live without you.”

“Don’t make me.”

“I can’t stand it.”

“I’ll do anything.”

“It isn’t fair.”

“You made me this way.”

“It’s not my fault.”

“What can I do?”

“Forgive me.”

“Don’t leave me.”

“I only wish we had a little more time.”

“I’ll never forgive you.”

“It was never meant to be.”

“Why does it have to be this way?”

“You may as well kill me.”

“My heart, it’s breaking.”

“I can’t bear to look at you.”

“I rather die.”

“It wasn’t supposed to be like this.”

“Please, don’t do this.”

“I’m begging you.”

“Why won’t you listen to me?”