#episode 850

[anon-germany]

Charlotte Katakuri's German voice ❤️ (2nd)

[cuntyglam]

i love you katakuri but you gotta back the fuck up, carrot’s going through the most traumatic time of her life right now.

[hauntingblue]

Carrot sneaking into the ship to have an adventure and returning traumatized after seeing her friend blow himself up 💀💀

[shima-draws]

I love how far you've come T O T!!! Already up to whole cake island!!! ahahah I KNEW YOU HAD IT IN YOU YIPPPEEEEEEEE

NJDASNDJAS LMAO YEAH I am laughing right in the face of the Shima from four months ago. Oh how naive and silly she was

[oldtestleper]

big spoilers for new info as of tonight's episode but eye am soooooooo curious about the extent to which galicaea is still opposed to cassandra in some way. obviously in her high elven form she was trying to get kristen as a follower rather than have her continue to investigate the nightmare king and find cassandra, like she was NOT trying to put her thumb on the scale in that way. and from the sound of it she and sol basically respectively absorbed/dissolved the domains that once belonged to cassandra and ankarna through numerous calculated efforts of their clerics and evangelists, with sol and helio acquiring exclusive association with the sun and summer, and galicaea acquiring exclusive worship of the wood elves and becoming a goddess defined by certainty and eternity, driving away doubt. so is galicaea still playing the game even after being "restored" by wolfsong, trying to keep rage and doubt out of the world that is so well set up for her. was she ever really restored or was it doomed to be a cosmetic overhaul after the high elves got behind it again. like how christian fundamentalists dress like hipsters and open really trendy and successful coffee shops

[shleemies]

Y'all one piece has really got my ass good ☠️

[thatrandombystander]

One Piece's Whole Cake Island arc, aka "Time to put Sanji through the absolute worst week of his life. Emotional hit after emotional hit."

[michi-beans]

850 Episodes | Mochi-Mirror combo

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[dilfsisko]

Hey, don’t cry. Over 900 collected episodes, 13 movies, 850 novels, and 541 comic book issues of Star Trek, many of them enjoyable.

[allyallyorange]

Master Post for Ateez Adventure Time AU

Ok let's get into it! I'll be adding to this post whenever I post anything new for the AU! I'm going to try to organize everything so that it's in chronological order of the story! There are a few arcs I've got planned too so I'll try to make everything as clear as possible haha

(also I do my best but sometimes I confuse myself with exact ages of the characters and exactly like. what time of year things would take place, but think of it like any CN show we grew up with - time is seemingly an illusion if I don't think about it too much...)

Also!! Thank you so much to everyone who has said they enjoy my au!! you help me stay motivated! I'm having so much fun drawing this stuff ♡

Lineup for ref:

Good to know points about the AU:

Universe A = main universe

**this au is inspired by Adventure Time. I'm not using main characters from AT, just using the general vibe of the show and some plot points and character points (ex: Vampires drink the colour red)

Universe Z = no magic universe

Ages at the beginning of the story (approximately):

Seonghwa - 1000 (physically 25)

Hongjoong - 2500 (physically 25)

Yunho - 24

Yeosang - 850/900 (physically 24)

San - a little over 100 (physically 23)

Mingi - a little more than 600 (physically 23)

Wooyoung - 23

Jongho - 22

**characters who are "immortal" age about 1 year over the course of 100 years (SH, HJ, YS). San and Mingi are not immortal but didn't age due to other circumstances (in hell time works differently, and MG was frozen for 600 years)

List of Spotify playlists if you're interested!

Misc doodles dumps that include things from pre/post/main story and idk where to put

Character lineup plus other doodles

Hongjoong and Mingi (they're bros)

Character lineup for final battle

Pre-Story (Universe A)

Seonghwa Logs

Pieces of the past

The star and his flower

Slipping through my fingers…

Hongjoong and Seonghwa meet

Big Brother and Little Brother

First Demon Prince Show

Glasses required

Sleepy brothers

Wooyoung summons a friend

Helpful Human

Yunho and San

Sleepy Heroes

No Ice Demons in the Workshop

Seonghwa + Yeosang, Hongjoong + Mingi profiles

Jongho + Yunho, San + Wooyoung profiles

Pre-Story (Universe Z)

2ho and Mingi playing video games

After School

Spider-Man 3

Cold Hands

Walkie Talkies and ice cream

Post Joyride with Jongho and Mingi

Wish You Loved Me

Hyung’s Glasses

Cousins

Motorcycle

Yunho The Human

2ho Universe Z to A

Main Story

Living in the forest

The Same

Jongho and Mingi doodle

Afraid of nothing, Afraid of everything

Yeosang meets team Woosanho

The story of The Beast (as told by Wooyoung)

Hongjoong meets Jongho

Team Hongjoong arguing as always

Almost tolerable

Don't kidnap people unless you're ready for friendship??

First meeting: Fire and Ice

First meeting: Yeo meets team Joong

Strawberry boys

Sharing mom

Upgrade!

Cold hugs

San and Mingi hug

Hero boys!

Hongjoong isn't scary. MG and YH becoming friends again?

Ouch! Hot

Wooyoung and San's room

Sleeping on the shed (Hongjoong and Seonghwa)

Seongjoong awkwardness

Yunho's photos

He wants to join...

Vintage shirt

Window visit

The Boy and The Beast

Jongho after the accident

Cool scars (Jongho)

Summer Boys!

Beach episode

Chill day

Big bro Little bro

Hey, Joong!

Post-Story (Yeosang arc)

Dimension hopping with friends (lineup)

Somewhere in another dimension...

Universe V

Evil Yeo doodle

Sorry Princess

Heart to Heart

Out of Time

Post-Story (Mingi arc)

The End of The Beast

Hugs

[delicatebarness]

cry baby | chapter fourteen

Summary: “Do we know this person?”

Warning: Not a Cry Baby episode. Mentions of John Walker.

Word Count: 850

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A/N: Cry Baby is taking the day off, have Bucky. Please feel free to leave feedback or let me know where and how you want the story to continue, this is just as much yours as it is mine. - B

Tags: @buckys0whore | @thezombieprostitute | @lanabuckybarnes | @mishkatelwarriorgoddess | @softieekayy | @noonespecial90 | @hello-therree | @randomawesomeperson102 | @whoreforbarnes | @thejutvtsupport | @somnorvos | @cjand10 | @plasticbottleholder

It had been days since the awkward encounter at his apartment, it deepened the strain between yourself and Bucky. He knew avoiding you wouldn’t work, but he couldn’t help it. Last night’s incident hadn’t helped, he couldn’t shake the image of you and Thor laughing together out of his head. Even though Thor was a great friend to both you and him, he hated the way seeing you together made him feel. 

He found himself back at the bar that next morning. Only a few of the regulars were around there, nursing their morning coffee. He was lost in his thoughts as he sipped his own. 

The door swung open, and Natasha walked in. Her eyes immediately narrowed on him while he sat at the bar. She strode over, her demeanor indicating that she wasn’t in the best of moods. 

“Bucky,” she called sharply, taking a seat next to him at the bar, without waiting for an invitation. 

“Nat,” he mumbled, already sensing where this conversation was headed.

“We need to talk about last night,” she said, her tone icy as she leaned closer to him. Her eyes were hard as they bore into the side of his head. He refused to look at her. 

He sighed, setting his mug down on the bar. “What about it?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, Barnes,” Natasha snapped. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. You let Leah sit in her seat.” 

“It wasn’t a big deal, Romanoff,” he muttered, still avoiding her gaze. “She can sit wherever she wants.” 

Her eyes flashed with anger. “It’s not about the seat, dipshit. It’s about what it represents. She felt replaced, sidelined.” 

“That’s her problem, not mine,” he retorted, his tone dismissive. “It doesn’t matter where anyone sits.” 

Natasha leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “This isn’t something you’re going to brush off, Bucky. And, if I ever see someone else sitting in her seat again, you’ll regret it. Understood?” 

For the first time that morning, Bucky looked at her, her eyes were serious. She didn’t make idle threats, and he knew it. “Whatever,” he said curtly, taking another sip of his coffee. 

She stood abruptly. Without a word, she reached out and delivered a harsh slap to the back of Bucky’s head, causing him to choke slightly on his coffee.

Bucky recoiled slightly, surprised by her action. He watched as she turned on her heel and walked out. His hand instinctively rose to rub the spot where she had slapped. He knew she was right, but he wasn’t ready to admit it. 

He pushed away his coffee mug, leaning against the bar, running a hand over his face. The bar owner, who had been observing the exchange approached Bucky. “Everything alright, Barnes?” he asked, genuine concern evident in his voice.

Bucky nodded, offering a tight-lipped smile. “Yeah, just another day in paradise with the family,” he replied sarcastically. “You know how we are, Howlett.” The bar owner gave him a sympathetic nod before returning to his duties. 

Taking a deep breath, Bucky glance over to your regular booth, his gaze landing on the empty seat where you sat. 

~

Later that day Natasha and Wanda’s apartment became lively: they were joined by the boys– Steve, Sam, and Thor. Hanging out, sharing stories, and overall catching up with Thor. They sat around the living room, beers in hand with the conversation stayed light. 

Thor regaled them with tales of his latest adventure. Steve and Sam listened intently, occasionally throwing in questions or comments. 

Suddenly, Natasha and Wanda’s phone simultaneously buzzed with a notification. They glanced down to see a message in their group chat with you, their curiosity piqued. Natasha reached for her phone to open it first, reading it out to Wanda.

“Do we know this person?” she read, then turned the screen to show Wanda the name attached in a second message. “She said, she met him a few hours ago and wants to make sure he’s not another Walker.” 

Wanda furrowed her brows, taking a moment to think, repeating the name. “I don’t think I’ve heard that name before,” she replied, picking her phone up to reread. 

Natasha nodded in agreement, she also hadn’t heard the name. Her fingers flew over the screen as she reassured you. “We haven’t heard of him before, do you want us to ask the guys?” 

Cry Baby: NO

Wanda nodded at your quick response, “Find out more about him, and we’ll help you figure it out.” she replied. 

As they waited for your response, the atmosphere in the apartment grew quiet. Steve, Sam, and Thor exchanged puzzled glances. Natasha and Wanda gave each other knowing looks as they grew more anxious, Natasah’s leg beginning to bounce in anticipation. 

Their phones buzzed, and finally, a reply from you. They eagerly opened the message, their eyes scanning the screens. 

Cry Baby: He said he works at the newspaper, and he seems nice.

With another shared glance, your friends nodded in silent agreement. After the Walker incident, they were grateful for your trust in them to help.

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[mikathemonster]

could you do fili with praise for kinktober please💞💞

kinktober, episode 1 <3

author's note: the way I am so numb and horny after writing this means I desperately need to go touch some grass. anyways, I'm so excited to start off kinktober with a cute Fíli drabble <3 feel free to request more if this one really got y'all going :) enjoy!

Pairing: Fíli / Gender-neutral Reader

Word Count: 850

summary: porn without any plot in sight <3

content warnings: nsfw, cowgirl/riding, needy/whiny men, need I say more?

DO NOT REPOST OR COPY. MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT.

“You’re taking me so well,” he cooed as you slowly eased yourself along his length. The pleasure was more than enough to send you reeling as you grinded down on top of his lap.

“I always do,” you hummed, setting a slow pace as you savored the feeling of him filling you up. “Don’t I, Fíli?”

He looked at you with half-lidded eyes as he watched you take all of him, smiling when you wrapped one of your hands in his hair to anchor yourself. “Fuck, ghivashel…”

His eyes rolled back for a moment from the feeling of your cunt sucking him in, a mixture of your arousal and his pre-cum already making a mess where you two were connected. 

With a playful smirk, you positioned his head to face you dead on. “Come on, now. Don’t grow quiet now, love. Tell me how good I’m making you feel, hm?”

He pulled you close, chuckling as he planted kisses along your neck. “You always look so gorgeous when you’re like this.” His hands found purchase on your sides, massaging circles along your hips as he watched you take him so deliciously. 

Your pace quickened at the praise, deciding to reward him for his good behavior. “And?”

His breathing was becoming slightly uneven now and it was taking all of his willpower to not turn the tides and pound you into the mattress. Gods, the things you did to him were enough to drive him crazy. 

“A-and,” he paused, a moan ripping out of him as you slammed your hips against his. “That’s it, right there. Please, don’t stop now. You’re perfect.”

His kisses were becoming more sloppy against your skin as he teased one of your nipples with his tongue, eliciting a moan out of you as you leaned into his touch. You tightened your grip on his hair and smiled at the way he melted into the palm of your hand. Just the sight of him desperately trying to keep it together was enough to make you even wetter as you continued bouncing on his cock. 

“Ahh, please,” he whined, bucking his hips up into you, reaching deeper inside you as you buried your head in the crook of his neck, your moans and heavy breathing only warming his ears. “Y/N, it’s like you were made for me, for this… Nobody else can fuck me the way you do.”

A sharp cry came from you as a padded thumb found your clit, rubbing gently in tandem with his thrusts and your grinding. “Fuck, Fíli, you’re doing so good. Keep talking, please.” 

Between his whining voice and the sheer pleasure of you riding him, you could tell you were getting close. 

And between your dominating attitude and the way your pussy was drowning his cock, he was also very close to the brink. 

But that dominating attitude was quickly whittling away with every thrust of your lover as he bullied his cock deeper inside you, going faster and harder as he sent you bouncing on his cock. Your hands moved to steady themselves on his shoulders, digging your nails and leaving red marks on his war-scarred skin just to anchor yourself as best as possible.

“You’re driving me wild, Y/N–” He was barely keeping himself coherent now as his thrusts sent you bouncing on his cock with such intensity that you were starting to go dumb. “Fuck, I’m getting close now.”

“Fíli, don’t stop,” you pleaded, biting into his shoulder now to keep yourself from melting into his violent pacing. “Come on now, we can hang in there a little longer, hm?”

He let out a guttural moan at your words, knowing it would be more fun if he complied. 

“Anything for you, ghivashel,” he whined in between thrusts, trying his best to hold out. “Gods, you’re so warm, so tight. You’re so fucking perfect. I could fuck you like this forever–”

More babbling spewed from your lover’s lips as he lost himself in the overwhelming pleasure of your pussy pulsing around his length as you came. 

Your grip on his shoulders tightened as his name was all you could scream, his thrusts slowing down enough for you to ride your high before quickly speeding back up so he could chase his own. Tears brewed in your eyes as the overstimulation was starting to hit you, feeling so sensitive that pain and pleasure seemed one and the same now. You bit his shoulder harder this time, knowing it would certainly leave a mark in the morning, and the next few thrusts led to him painting your walls white. 

A mixture of him and you was beginning to leak out from where you were connected as the two of you could only swallow each other’s moans in the sloppiest kiss imaginable. His hands rubbing soothing circles into your back now as your own moved to massage his now tender shoulders.

“Shall we keep going?” You grinned, feeling him begin to grow hard again as you moved yourself against him.

“Give me just a moment to recover,” he breathed. “But absolutely.”

[toruro]

crawling on the floor and begging for pussy drunk jun like fr drunk like no one has ever seen ;-;

[19:44]

pairing. jun x reader

genre. smut (18+ / minors dni)

w/c. 850+

usually your time coming home from work is filled with sweet kisses by the door, followed by giggles and snorts as you two stumble into the kitchen to make dinner together.

usually jun brushes some hair out of your face, kisses your cheek softly, and helps you tie on your apron. usually he asks you, "hey baby, how was work?" and litters you with coos and compliments as you share bits of your day.

usually he grins at you as you sit across from each other at the table, fingers intertwined as you settle to eat dessert on the couch, putting on some re-running episodes of naruto.

usually, jun doesn't slam the door shut and shove a knee between your legs just as you enter the foyer, mumbling on about how much he fucking needs you.

"fuh ... fuck," the curse slips from your lips before you even realize what he's doing to you. he's got his face buried in your neck as he sucks sloppy kisses against your skin, lapping moaning against the growing bruises.

"baby," jun huffs into you, pulling away so he can tug your shirt off in a frantic mess before sinking to his knees. "baby lemme eat you out," he groans, pressing his head against your legs as he looks up w sparkling eyes.

"o-oh," you gasp out when you feel his fingers playing at the edge of your waistband, yanking the dark pants down as you awkwardly lean against the wall and spread your legs. "fuck, yeah—please," you moan when jun presses his nose against the cotton of your panties. the moan he lets out reverberates through your core and you shudder when he licks you over the fabric.

"can taste you through your panties," jun says, scooting closer between your legs so he can grab your hip with one hand and your ass with the other. "so fucking good," he groans against when he licks another fat stripe before pulling the fabric to the side to reveal your slick, fluttering folds, "so fucking pretty."

leaning forward, jun noses against your clit, shooting soft and steady pulses through your blood, and you instinctively thread your fingers through his hair. "c'mon baby," you coo between airy breaths, "you were just begging, weren't you?"

"yeah," jun agrees, looking back up at you w wide eyes before grinning shyly. "sorry, s'just you smell so good," he mutters before wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking hard. you hardly have enough time to cry out and brace yourself against the wall before his tongue is jutting out and licking all up and down over your drenched folds.

jun moans into you, letting the vibrations shake your core as you pulse around his tongue. he's making out with your cunt and it has your back arching and throat letting out high pitched moans and mangled words as you try to get him to slow down.

it's just so much, and the onslaught of pleasure doesn't stop because jun doesn't stop—he's too lost in the taste of your arousal, the sound of your moans, the feeling of your fingers in his hair—you start to feel dizzy from all the pleasure, biting down on your lip as you squirm in his hold.

"just like that junnie—fuh ... oh—" you whine when his nose bumps against your clit again, your body twitching at the contact.

"you're gonna cum right?" jun mumbles against you, and he peeks up so you can take a glance at the shine on the lower half of his face, eyes glossy and smile dopey. fuck. fuck.

"uh-huh," you nod, brushing some hair away from his forehead as he dives back in, murmuring words into your folds as he does so.

"gonna lemme taste you cum, right?" you hear him say of the rush in your ears as you start to lose sight of your vision again. this time, jun's got a finger a prodding at your hole as he flicks his tongue against your clit, and before you know it he's rubbing against your walls and pushing you closer and closer to your impending high. "finest pussy ever, fuck—" jun mewls into you when you can't take it anymore, squeezing down on him like vise.

he eats you through the high—nearly devours you whole with his harsh sucks and nips, lapping against the sensitive nub of your clit. there are tears streaming down your face as you grind down on him, riding out every last bit of pleasure until you're burning and jerking at every one of jun's ministrations.

"b-baby slow down," you hiccup, trying to nudge his face away, but suddenly his hands are gripping at your hips, holding you in place. "i just came a-and—" you stutter, but then jun is looking up at you with those hazy eyes and something in your stomach churns.

"s'good baby," he groans, pressing a sloppy kiss to your thigh before brushing his lips back over your sensitive clit. you let out a squeak as your hand flies back down to hold onto his head. "you'll let me taste you again, won't you?"

[glorious-spoon]

Easy as That [9-1-1 | Buck & Eddie | 1/1]

in honor of 9-1-1 day, please enjoy this little episode tag for 7x04 that i recently found in my drafts. because i really wanted to see the conversation between buck and eddie after all that

850 words episode tag | apologies | friendship

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The first words out of Buck's mouth when Eddie pulls the door open are, "I figured I owed you a proper apology."

"Yeah," Eddie agrees mildly. He's got a crutch tucked under his arm, which makes it difficult to maneuver the door, so he lets Buck deal with it even though he's got a pile of takeout bags in one hand. Apology takeout, no doubt. The bags are stamped with the logo from Anarkali's, and he can smell curry and ginger. As bribes go, he could have done worse. Eddie is weak for their chicken jalfrezi. "You kinda do."

"Not kinda. I was—I was so out of line, Eddie, I'm so sorry."

"Shit happens."

"What, as easy as that?"

Eddie snorts, heading back into the kitchen without bothering to look back and see if Buck is following him. He is, of course. He always is. They already talked on the phone last night, when Eddie was loopy on painkillers and feeling kinda bad about winding Buck up as much as he did. He's less stoned now, and his ankle fucking hurts, so it's a little sharper when he says, "I was always gonna forgive you. You want me to drag it out?"

"Well, when you put it like that, no. But still."

Eddie sighs. It's a character flaw, probably, that he can't resist Buck's face when he looks like this. "We'll get past it. Just like you and Chim did after he decked you that one time. Okay?"

Buck presses his lips together and nods. He sets the bags down on the table and says, "I don't have to stay. If you want some space."

"I don't want space. Maybe an explanation." He nods toward the kitchen drawers. "You can get the forks. I hope you brought enough for both of us, because I'm not sharing."

"Yeah. I—I figured if you didn't want me around, there'd be leftovers."

"I always want you around, you idiot."

"Even after I broke your ankle?"

"It's just a sprain."

"That feels sort of like missing the point, Eddie."

"Listen," Eddie says. He eases himself into a chair, propping the crutch against the table next to him. In the kitchen, Buck pauses with the silverware drawer half-open, takes a visible deep breath, and turns back toward him with a pair of forks clutched in his hand. "You acted like an idiot, and somebody got hurt. It happens. So now you're gonna bring me a fork, sit your ass down, and tell me what's going on with you. Okay?"

"Okay," Buck says, pushing the silverware drawer gently shut. He brings the forks back to the table, sets one in front of Eddie, and reaches into the bag to pull out the takeout containers. 

There's a few minutes of silence while they get everything dished out, and then Eddie takes a bite of his jalfrezi, takes a moment to savor it, then says, "Okay. Talk."

"I mean, I don't know what to say," Buck says evasively. Eddie gives him a look, and he sighs. "Okay, I—I was jealous. Of you, and—and Tommy."

"Tommy," Eddie repeats.

Buck nods, his gaze fixed on his takeout dish, which he's sort of poking at like he expects it to come to life. Eddie reaches across to steal a piece of coconut curry. Buck doesn't even try to knock his fork out of the way. It's kind of amazing how much he looks like a kicked puppy right now. "I—I guess, I thought, you know, I thought he was so cool, and you thought he was so cool, and all of a sudden you guys were hanging out all the time and you kept saying how well you two clicked…"

"I was messing with you. You get that, right?"

"I mean. Now, yeah. Then I just felt like…I don't know. I—I should have talked to you, instead of—but I didn't mean for it to go down like that. I swear."

Eddie nods, chewing the inside corner of his lip briefly. "It was still a dick move."

"Yeah," Buck says. "It was."

"Well, as long as you get that."

"I really do."

"And you and Tommy are cool, now? You kissed and made up?"

Surprisingly, Buck's face goes bright red. Eddie raises his eyebrows, and he says, "Y-yeah, we're—we talked, and—we're good, yeah." He opens his mouth, makes a little stuttering noise, then says, "We're, uh, we're actually hanging out this weekend."

"Without me?" Eddie deadpans, and Buck looks so stricken that he has to laugh. "Kidding, I'm kidding, come on. I'm glad. I knew you two would get along."

"Yeah," Buck says. He lets out a shaky little laugh, then nods a couple of times and says it again. "Yeah."

Eddie raises his eyebrows, but Buck's not looking at him. He's busy spearing a piece of curry, and this time when Eddie tries to steal a bite, Buck smacks at his fork until he retreats, a juvenile little ritual that probably shouldn't make Eddie feel so light. He knows he's not getting the full story of what's going on with Buck, but that's okay. They're okay. He'll find out the rest of it eventually.

[andaniellight]

fuckin'- 850 episodes apart

[muppet-facts]

Muppet Fact #850

Kermit once fired Miss Piggy from The Muppet Show and replaced her with Loretta Swit.

Source:

The Muppet Show. Episode 502: Loretta Swit. October 12, 1980.