#eee I hope you like

[datcravat]

I saw your Teto print pop up on the shop and I swooped so fast to get it alongside Gumi so I can have the trio on my wall all together. Your art is absolutely fantastic please keep doing what you do!!

WAUGH... THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FROM ME AND TETO!!!!!

[devilheartsblog]

The first patron

I’ll start including texts in my tiktok animatics so I can post them here as panels and you can enjoy the content as well. I know Tumblr is more picture focused so it’s the best of both worlds.

Anyway here’s a brief look at Husk in this AU. He’s swapped with Angel as the first patron which Alastor is using to spy on them since Adam DARED to not have THE Radio Demon sponsoring his hotel and instead this horny moth pimp with his new technology gadgets!

Quote by Chikn Nuggit btw. Check them out on TikTok and Youtube!

[kakujis]

sweet like cinnamon;

warnings: afab!reader, established relationship, blood kink, dacryphilia, soft!yan baji, pet names(baby, kitten, pretty girl), mentions of stalking and violence.

summary: baji would rather u stay home for the weekend and sinks his teeth in when you don't.♡

wc: 2.8k, not proofread per usual

an: here's my entry for @saecore's dc collab! this was so much fun!!!! honestly... i couldn't bring myself to write a mean!baji cus i think he's actually really really sweet as yan uwu. he's only a lil mean. just a bit. one of these days i'll write out the super mean baji of my dreams but not today!!!

when keisuke baji finally managed to have you in the palm of his hand, he thought that he had it all. finally, after years of trying he could keep you all to himself. but he realized quite quickly that he still wasn’t your very first priority. 

“it’s just a little weekend trip kei, i’ll be back by monday!” you had told him, exasperated. you ignored his grumbling, continuing to pack your things. it was a small two day get together with your friends that you hadn’t seen since you started college. sure, most people spend summer break with their significant other, but the two of you had the rest of the season together. a measly two days couldn’t hurt. that’s what you thought anyway, but your boyfriend kept grumbling disagreements, noting that he had been missing you too. 

through many kisses and sweet words you managed to convince him. “keisuke,” you mumbled against his lips, “i promise we’ll spend the rest of summer together, okay?” 

and he had agreed, head stuck in the heat of the moment as the two of you grinded against each other. he was still agreeing, minutes later, when he was buried to the hilt within you, drowning in the whimpers of his name. even when you two were finished, his softening cock still inside you, he agreed. 

so why was he so fucking angry? don’t fall back into bad habits, keisuke. he thought, pacing around your shared apartment. he was different now, he had you, he didn’t need to follow you around anymore. he was done stalking through alleyways to beat anyone within an inch of their life if they so much as looked at you. you were safe as long as he was around. ah, that’s the problem isn’t it? that he wasn’t going to be around on your little trip. 

it had been exactly 12 hours since you had left that morning. “see you later, baby!” you pressed your lips to his cheek, before you ran off waving. he watched how excited you were, jumping into your friend’s car. something about it made his hand twitch and his heart hurt. maybe he was reaching his limit. 

was it really not enough for him just to be your boyfriend? he knew, deep down, it wasn’t. he wanted to keep you safe within his grasp. did you even think about how dangerous it’d be at night? 

“keii, please, it’s a cabin… it’s safe.” you whined out  the night before, “besides.. i’ll be with my friends!” he shot you a look, irritated and unbelieving, because really that was your best excuse? you quickly  responded, “and i’ll even text you when i get there!” 

you kept your promise, the familiar ding! in his pocket alerting him that you got there safely. he had tried to distract himself earlier today, heading over to chifuyu’s place to hang out for the day. his friend tried to reason with him, you were having fun with your friends. he likened it to when toman would get together, since everyone became so busy with their lives they never had time to meet up. but baji liked toman. he didn’t like your friends that took up your time away from him. maybe it was insecurity, the fact that he couldn’t hurt them the way he hurt others, you’d be sad and he doesn’t want that. but the less you responded to his texts the more antsy he got. 

so antsy that he was driving straight to your location on his bike. it would’ve been a nice night ride, the breeze cool on his face, if  his adrenaline wasn’t going haywire, if the blood in his ears wasn’t pumping wildly with this sickly sticky feeling caught in his chest. 

it was a quiet, cozy sight. cabins set in nice manicured rows with dimly lit porch lights. honestly, maybe he should rent one of these out and take you up here himself. sticking his hands in his pockets, he silently moved across the site til he came across your cabin. now he just had to find you. 

peering through the open back window, making a mental note to scold you later, he saw you. laid there on the bed, flat on your stomach, feet up in the air and giggling as you sent “sorry for the late response,” texts. you were cute, wearing a shirt way too big for you, which was obviously keisuke’s, and pajama shorts. 

alright, you’re safe and settled. there’s no reason for him to stay any longer and yet he’s climbing in through your window. the inherent need to be with you over taking any earlier self doubts. he strides over and covers your mouth before you can scream, your body half turned from the noise of his boots hitting the floor. 

he lets go of you, and you fall limp on the bed as he moves over to lock the door. you stare at your boyfriend as he analyzes your room, checking the door knob, the lock, even crouching down to see if the planks were loose. with your eyes wide and mouth agape, you’re sure that if your jaw could’ve hit the ground it would’ve. 

“keisuke, what the fuck?” you whisper, trying to keep your voice down. he glances at you, confusion etching across his face. 

“whatcha mean kitten? i’m just checking up on you.” he says, climbing back up to sit on your bed. there’s concern lacing through his face, even a small pout since that wasn’t really the reception he wanted. 

“by breaking into my room? you couldn’t have like, called me or something?” you sit up now, legs crossed as you face him. there’s… no way he doesn’t see an issue with this, right? you scan his face, looking for anything, something that would indicate he knew this was… strange. 

but he doesn’t see an issue at all, too focused on trailing your body, the way his shirt just barely covers over your thighs, soft and plush and so inviting. something in his eyes changes, something dark and needy. he rests a hand on your thigh, before leaning closer, nose nuzzling yours. 

it’s annoying how easy you crumble to him, already whimpering as his hand traces delicate circles on your thigh. you try your best to resist, leaning back on your elbows as he inches towards you, but eventually you’re trapped underneath him with your head up against the headboard. 

“just missed you s’all,” he breathes, pressing soft kisses to your jawline. “what about you pretty girl? you miss me?” his hand trails up further, pressing up against your clothed cunt. 

you suck in a breath, “i-it hasn’t even been a day, kei.” you shouldn’t give in, you should ignore him for doing this and yet you’re already slightly grinding into his hand that’s slipped it’s way into your shorts, your clit caught between his fingers. 

“don’t care,” he drawls, moving down to lick a stripe up your neck. he latches on, sucking a bright red hickey onto your skin. you mewl as two thick fingers enter you, massaging your gummy walls. he uses his other hand to push your shirt up, palming at one of your tits.

“off.” he commands, pulling off slightly to give you some room. he watches your shaky hands, continuing to roll his fingers into your dripping cunt, stretching you open, as you pull the fabric off over your head. he taps at your shorts with his other hand, one brow raised when you hesitate and suddenly you’re scramble to take those off as well, struggling with his hand working in and out of you. you bite back a particularly loud moan when you bring your knees up to slip your shorts off, feeling his fingers press in just a little deeper than before. 

there’s something different about his demeanor tonight, something that he just can’t shake. so he finds purchase on your neck again and you gasp as his fangs lightly graze against your skin. there was always a little voice in the back of his head, a sort of urging, especially whenever you two fucked to sink his teeth into your flesh. he’s felt it before, after each fight he’s been in, the scent of blood has always gone straight to his cock, but he’s always wondered just what does your blood taste like. 

he gives in to that voice and bites, his fangs prickling little holes in your skin. he knew it, you taste heavenly, a saccharine liquid enveloping his buds. should’ve done this sooner, he thinks, way sooner. 

“ah!”  you almost scream, biting so hard on your fist you almost draw blood there as well. you push at him with your hands, tears welling up in your eyes. keisuke was rough, you knew this from the dozens of marks he’s left on you before, but he’s never drawn blood. 

he withdraws, face flushed as he laps up the wound one more time. he slips his fingers out of you, tugging off his sweatpants and shirt, his leaky cock already dripping with precum.

“kei,” you sniffle, “that hurt.” with shaky hands you press against the mark, wincing at the sting. but keisuke can’t hear you, too focused on the wanton need of his throbbing cock.

he grabs his shirt, balling it up and bringing it to your mouth. “gotta be quiet baby, i don’t want your friends to hear us,” he growls, auburn eyes burning into you. he’s thinks he’s doing them a favor because if they interrupted he’s not sure how well he’d be able to restrain himself. you do as your told and clamp down, tears already starting to stain his cotton shirt. he’s right, you’re not sure how well you’d be able to explain your boyfriend sneaking into your get together. 

he wipes one tear away with his thumb gently before he’s settling himself in between your legs, his tip coated in precum as he slides between your folds. he groans lowly when he notices a trickle of crimson running down your throat and he realizes he can still taste you on his lips. you already look so pretty, flushed and crying all for him. 

he hooks one leg up over his shoulder as he sinks down into your pussy. you moan as he pushes deeper, inch by inch into your twitching walls. he bites down hard on your shoulder blade as he bottoms out, coaxing sweet drops of blood into his mouth. it’s strange, the mix of pleasure and pain makes your head feel dizzy. 

keisuke tries his best to start slow, he doesn’t wanna hurt you anymore than he is now, but fuck do you feel good. he swears you taste like honey as he suckles harder, his cock bullying your cunt with each thrust of his hips. you claw at his back, nails digging and scratching pretty red lines along his skin. the sting of his bite starts feeling oddly good, so much so that you’re arching your body up closer to his touch. 

god, you hope your friends are asleep because even with your mouth stuffed you’re fucking loud. his flushed and leaking tip kisses your sweet spot with each thrust, as he finds new places to mark again and again. it drives him insane, coppery ichor flooding his tongue while it drips down your body staining the sheets below. he’s always wanted to ruin you for anyone else, mold your cunt to his cock, and with the way that you’re clenching and crying he’s probably doing just that. it sends shivers down his spine that you’re so fragile, malleable even. 

he shifts up to lick at your tears, salty clear liquid muddying with the cherry from his mouth as he peppers kisses on your cheek. “taste so fuckin’ good, you still with me baby?” he grunts, each slam of his hips pulling out a whiny moan from you. you whimper out an “mhm” with a slight nod of your head, glassy, unfocused eyes meeting his. he pulls his shirt out, a small bit of drool falling from your lips, wanting to hear your little hiccups and gasps. 

“so fuckin’ pretty when you cry,” he grins, lips smeared red, nails digging into your thigh as he pushes it down further, his cock reaching deeper than before. “so fuckin’ cute takin’ my cock, huh?” his praise runs straight through your head, and he knows, feeling the slight twitch of your pussy.

“fuck, fuck, fuck!” you sob, each thrust of his hips has your eyes rolling back. “feels s-so good, kei, i wanna cum..” you look at him through fluttery, tear-coated lashes, puffy lips babbling and gasping. he leans in, thrusting his tongue against yours, at best a shoddy attempt to quiet you, and you can taste yourself on his tongue. you’re not sure how to feel about it, not that you can really think too hard about it, caught up on the fullness of his cock. 

keisuke’s too sweet and too in love to not give you what you want, his fingers slowly rubbing sticky circles on your clit. it’s just barely not enough, but the position he’s keeping you leaves you unable to grind back against him. he’ll get you there, but there’s just one thing he wants to hear as you unfold.

“you belong to me, right?” he asks with a small tilt of his head, scarlet tinted fangs flashing as he smiles, seeing you nod frantically. “then say it, kitten.” 

“i-i belong to you, keisuke,” you answer, breathless and needy, “to you and only you.” 

“that’s right,” he hums, picking up the pace of not just his fingers, but his hips, each slap of skin getting you to mewl even louder, “all fuckin’ mine.” 

“‘m cumming, kei, i’m-“  you slur, eyes rolling back one final time as you cream on his cock, entire body shaking. “fuck,” you whimper out and he follows not too long after with a snarl, hips stuttering with sticky, white cum painting your walls as your cunt tries to milk every drop. 

his head drops as he pants, hips finally still. you giggle when his pretty dark locks tickle your face. “keisuke, my leg!” you groan due to the burn of your hip. “why do you always gotta stretch me so far?” you pout, pushing and kicking your boyfriend with your good leg off and out of you. 

he backs off with a fake yelp, smile beaming with pearly white fangs as he brings his hands up in a fake apology. he moves to get dressed as you rub your hip, slowly bringing it back down into a resting position. you wipe off the rest  of your tears, shifting a bit, trying to find your discarded shorts and underwear when you hear a familiar zip. you look over to see keisuke shoving your other clothes back into your weekender bag, before he lugs it over his shoulder and throws it out through the window. 

“keisuke, what the fuck?” you hiss for the second time that night. he ignores you this time, walking over, clothes in hand to help you dress. his mother always taught him to help a lady out when she needed it. “are you just gonna ignore me?” 

he does, instead helping you shimmy your shorts back on, a pleased hum when your shirt falls back over your body. while it covers the marks he left on your shoulders and chest, he can still see the ones left on your neck. good, he thinks, you look the best marked up and all his anyway. he rubs his thumb over your pretty lips which you kiss as you look up with pretty, hazy eyes, making him fight the urge to take you again. 

he grabs your hands, slowly pulling you up on your feet. your legs feel a little like jelly and the ache from his marks is starting to kick in so you wobble into him, draping your arms over his shoulders. 

“alright, let’s go.” 

“go where?” you ask, waiting for any type of answer, as you lean against him. 

he picks you up, “home, dummy. you’ve been with your friends for too long.”  he nuzzles his nose into your cheek as he saunters towards the window. “besides,” he breathes, pressing his tongue against one of your marks. “i wasn’t done playing with you yet.” 

you shiver, face heating up at the implication. you spare a glance at the bed, well, it doesn’t look like a murder scene, but there’s definitely smeared blood on there. your cunt twitches, full, but not nearly enough, at the thought of him drawing blood again and maybe you don’t mind ditching your trip. you can hear your phone blowing up in baji’s pocket, but you ignore it, you can answer them in the morning. 

[gothamsaved]

Littol kind of sketch geeft for @saintfromkrypton (っᵔ◡ᵔ)っ

[gorgugplushie]

no children is a gerard/elody song.

[inkykeiji]

i can’t stop thinking about how mad all of your iterations would be if reader tried to pay for dinner or successfully paying and pumping their gas when they went inside the gas station for a second, i can just see touya straight up stank facing her and tomura being so upset omg

-📖

no literally they would be so offended??? so incredibly and unreasonably offended. like first of all, what makes you think you have any right to try and treat them? do you think they need taking care of??? (they def do, but it’s in a much different way than the financial way they take care of you eep >.<) who’s the boss/big brother/Daddy of who here? who’s duty is it to take care of who? certainly not yours, that’s for sure.

secondly, where the fuck are you getting these funds from??? your big brother/Daddy controls every single cent that passes through your pretty little fingertips, so how on earth do you have enough money to even offer such a ridiculous thing? irregardless of the iteration, they’d all feel varying degrees n severities of slighted, insulted, and their sick minds would jump to nonsensical conclusions—does this mean you think they’re incapable? does this mean you think you’re better than them? does this mean they’re giving off vibes that they need you to take care of them in such an aggressive and dominant manner (and that’s the key here, truly. you take care of them for sure, but it is in a manner that is soft, emotional, submissive. you brush dainty fingers through their hair and trace tender constellations along their cheeks, you let them pour their daily frustrations into your body and keep all of their secrets, whispered out in shards and fragments in the dead of night. you do not provide for them in a monetary way. your value is much different than that)? etc etc etc.

[violetsareblue-selfships]

good morning!! <333

[cardboardcranium]

we should just start dropping whole pianos on people who think that noone should go on medications that didnt help them specifically. flatten those fucks like mario kart. roll their flattened forms and smoke them like joints

[requiemofrebellion]

@deathfavor ― * ― Send me ⚠ to find my muse at the end of a trail of blood.

⚠ ( hanma & kazutora! )

The night was still, white flakes falling from the cloudy sky above. The ground was covered in white. Each breath Hanma let out he could see clear as day, watching the puff fade quickly into the air. His hands were at his sides, bloodied as he stood over some ‘tough’ guy’s body. He didn’t think the other was dead but probably would be if he didn’t wake up to get out of this cold. Hanma had no intentions on getting the guy out of the cold either, so if he didn’t wake up, it wasn’t on him, he couldn’t care less if he lived or died. 

The crunching of snow behind him caught Hanma’s attention; he looked over his shoulder. Eyes first noticing the droplets of red in the snow, they sure did make quite the trail as they fought. Golden eyes moved up more to see someone approaching them, yet he wasn’t worried at all as he recognized him as soon as he laid eyes on him. Hanma turned to face Kazutora, not giving a damn that his hands were bloody, splatter of blood on his clothes and face. He didn’t care and offered up a warm plated gold smile. 

“ A bit late to the party, Kazutora. ” Hanma stated making a motion with his hands. 

He honestly wasn’t sure what the other was doing out here this late. He was out here to let off some steam and boredom, not caring about the time, not caring about how his body felt a bit cold since he was no longer swinging punches or dodging. He didn’t really mind Kazutora being here though, nor cared that he witnessed him in this state. Kazutora probably saw him bloody and over someone a lot to be honest, he’d be surprised if it bothered the other male. 

“ I was just finishing up here. ” He stepped away from the body he was by and towards Kazutora. “ This guy seemed fun but honestly he was quite the let down in the end. ” Golden orbs only looked back ever so slightly, his smile turning into a quick frown of displeasure, before his smile was back on his face again. A shrug followed and he turned his focus more on Kazutora. 

“ Ah well, what are you gonna do? It’s done now. So, could you not sleep? Out looking for something to keep that mind of yours busy? ” The taller male tilted his head at the other, his demeanor back to being chilled and relaxed.

[sysig]

Me: I want to play The Stanley Parable Ultra Deluxe so badly but I can’t justify the price at the moment :(

The Stanley Parable Ultra Deluxe: *goes on 50% off sale*

Me:

[sxndalphns]

i am going to fix this blog (and all my others) soon !! i am a busy person unfortunately but also unfortunately i like to be organized and fixed but i do that... kinda half/half but i try but yeah <3

[rexscanonwife]

tragically I won't be able to catch the anniversary stream (cursed time-zones) HOWEVER I do want to drop by now and say congratulations to you both~ it is 100% a joy every time I see you and Rex on my dashboard together, and being able to hear about your stories, see all the wonderful art you've created, it's so genuinely heartwarming. I wish only further joy for you two in your future, and hope you have a fantabulous anniversary~ <3 - @limey-self-inserts

Aaa thank you so much Limey!! ☺💖💖 that means a lot, especially coming from you since Ajax is so close to Rex and all! I definitely hope they'd approve of the relationship and I'm sure Brea would get along with them, as long as they don't mind her joking around with them or bugging to see their lightning powers x3

but thank you so so much again! I'm also really grateful that Rex and the SW hyperfixation in general seemed to bring out a lot of creativity in me, and I'm sure it'll keep inspiring me for a long time! 🥺

[kuroosdarling]

MINA ASHIDO ♡ GHOSTFACE @httpghostface

eee okay so i went thru a bunch of diff fandoms but once i landed on mina i knew it was right choice !!! you and mina are both leo suns ! and two leo suns make a right >:) but fr your birth charts work well together and your relationship is full of love and deep affection!! she’s not afraid to show the world how much she loves you but she will definitely respect any boundaries you have !! she’s very excitable anytime she sees you and gets the biggest heart eyes !! she wants you and only you ! <3

[astrxealis]

Awww you sound like a really caring person when it comes to your friends. I’m sure they feel lucky to have a wonderful and sweet person like you.

aaa thank you so much !!! i sometimes get really frustrated and all but i'm learning to be better with that and with everything, i ultimately really do care and love them :'< 💗✨

[inkykeiji]

Clari! Might I ask who all you selfship with? 👀 And what the vibes of each ship is?

marq!!! ◟( ˃̶͈◡ ˂̶͈ )◞ ohhh my gosh what a FUN question okay okay SO

⋆₊˚⊹♡ DARI - dabi x clari

the biggest, most prominent and by far most important self ship i have <333 i love him to absolute death and beyond. our vibe is like,,, sugary sweet bratty little ‘good’ girl x majorly fucked up drug-addicted bad boy. we’re extremely possessive, extremely obsessive, and extremely unhealthy. we take the word co-dependent to a new fucking level. that kind of toxic, all-consuming, endlessly insatiable love where we hurt each other but we love each other too much to leave; it’s more than just an addiction, it’s a need on a chemical level, it’s like we’re each missing something only the other has. and even though our love is crazy and chaotic and toxic as hell it’s still real in the truest, purest form of absolute obsession. we are also fiercely protective over one another. i have a dari tag here and a dari tag here c:

⋆₊˚⊹♡ MIKRI / MANRI - mikey x clari [bonten timeline]

mikey is my beloved Daddy and i am his precious little princess. we’re both bratty little sugar fiends who enjoy being doted on—which is great, because i worship him like he’s my lord and saviour and he takes care of me like i’m a piece of him; something that came from him and belongs to him. he is my Strong Scary Yakuza Man and i am his Delicate Dainty Little Baby <3 he is my physical strength and i am his emotional strength. i have a lil write up about how we met n stuff here!

⋆₊˚⊹♡ VLARI - vox x clari

this one’s kinda weird because like,,, he has a television for a head BUT i am so in love with him. our vibe is a lil difficult to explain because he’s technically my boss, and he technically owns my soul; he plucked me off the streets of hell and molded me into his sweet lil star, his precious little moneymaker, and everything i do in the public eye (and in private too, tbh) must be fully vetted and approved by him. our whole aesthetic centers around class, extravagance, and perfectionism. it’s also very 1950s nuclear family breadwinner man housewife woman. we have a son named vander (van for short!) <3

i also selfship with sukuna but we don’t have a name!! the vibe is basically pet gf x owner bf LMAO. and then i have a million selfships with other tokrev boys (esp kazutora + sanzu + rindou!) but the three selfships above are like, my main main ones <3

[strawberryjamikins]

It's absolutely terrifying. Mari lured him here with the promise of candy, which is still very enticing, but he doesn't know if he can do it.

The things are so big, and they're so loud, he doesn't know if it's worth it.

But then Basil is holding his hand, and Kel is running forward- Kel and Hero, actually, but Hero is just trying to bring him back to the group.

Maybe it won't be too bad- And even if it is...

At least he'll get candy out of it. (Read here :))