#fat mf mood.

[bliss-in-the-void]

I’m literally so ill at the fact that the second Satoru and Suguru split up, everything turned into a massive disaster.

Toji snuck up behind Satoru & in order to complete the mission, Satoru told Suguru to leave him to fight alone so that Riko could get to Tengen.

Suguru hesitated, he knew something bad was going to happen because they always did everything together, and when they did things always turned out fine. But Satoru kept assuring him and so he did it. He left.

And what happened?

Satoru defeated, broken, ‘awakened’, mission failed, Suguru’s internalization of ‘evil monkeys’ catalyzed—

Nothing was the same after that. It all went to hell the moment they tried to do things apart. It just ‘dominoed’ from bad to worse to catastrophic from there.

[wherenymphsroam]

vendetta leon deserves a pleasure domme in his life send tweet

[slamdunkhcs]

Considering the fact they’re basketball players who have to condition (even on the off-season), I thought this would be fun to think about :). And also i go to the gym and i see boys like them all the time there

slam dunk boys at the gym

rukawa

• One thing about Rukawa, he is going to the gym ALONE. Like it’ll literally be him, his airpods, a towel, and a fat waterbottle against the world. I don’t think he’d hate working out with someone, but he’d prefer to workout alone since he can stay focused and go at his own pace.

• He’d have both his AirPods in at full volume and go CRAZY on the machines/weightlifting bars. I think for his stamina, he would use the Stairmaster at full speed and go on it for as long as he could.

• I’d say that he does workouts for all of his body, but his favorite workouts would be arm ones, just because he’ll be able to put more power into his basketball shots.

• I don’t think he’d be approached by anyone at the gym since he’s always super focused on his workout and looks VERY intimidating, but if you went up to him and asked him for help, he’d do it.

• BUTTTT If he was in a bad mood that day, he might just put his AirPod right back in and ignore you 😂. However, after he cools off, he’d feel kinda bad. And then sigh and go up to you like “What did you need help with?”

• HE’D DEF BE ADMIRED BY ALL THE GYM BADDIES!!!!!

ryota

• Ok I feel like his level of productivity would depend on who he’s at the gym with. If he’s with Mitsui, those two are gonna try and compete with who could lift heavier weights 😂. But if he’s with Sakuragi, aint NOTHING getting done.

• He will take a ton of gym photos and mirror selfies and post them like “Hitting the gym today ✅” on Insta/Snap. AND HE’LL SEND THEM ALL TO AYAKO 😂😂😂. His gym fits will be coordinated asf too!!! He will go over there dripped out!!!

• I think if he goes alone he’d be really focused. He wouldn’t look intimidating or anything but he’d keep to himself and put on some music (def rnb like bryson tiller or brent faiyaz) and do his workouts. If the gym had a track area, he’d walk around and jus think about life and whatever happened throughout his day.

• Now if Ayako tagged along with him to the gym one day… HES GONNA ACT A FOOL. Like he will literally just stand by her the entire time as if he’s her mf bodyguard. And if a man even TRIED to talk to her, he would instantly shoo him away 💀

sakuragi

• His productivity would also depend on who hes with 😂

• If he’s with his lil gang… they getting into BIG trouble. Those idiots would fool around and try and swing around the weightlifting bar and hit eachother with it. They’d cause a big commotion and then get escorted out the gym by mf security.

• I think he’d go alone alot lowkey… especially after rehabilitation, he’d go there to do light workouts to prepare himself for basketball practice.

• I f he doesn’t know how to properly use a machine, this mf is NOT ASKING NOBODYYY for help 💀. Like he will stand there and stubbornly try messing with it until either he figures it out, or one of the gym’s staff sees him and offers him help

• I feel like he’d be very popular with the elderly people at the gym. Like in the mens’ locker room, the old men would look at him and be like “Back in my day, I was a lot like you, son,” and be hyping him up on his muscles and big build. AND HE’D ACT ALL OVERCONFIDENT but he’d lowkey be smiling about it for the rest of the day. He’d smile and make a peace sign whenever he sees one of the elderly regulars there. And if they asked him for help, he’d help!!!!! He’d have a whole community of uncles and aunties at the gym

• In terms of people around his age tho.. it’s a different story. If someone is using a machine or area he’s trying to use, he’s gonna be SOOO inpatient. Especially if whoever is on it isn’t using it. If it’s a girl, he’d ask politely, but if it’s a guy, he’ll mean mug tf outta them, until they get intimidated and walk away 😭

• If he and Ryota are at the gym together, those two will take SO many pictures. Half of the time they’d jus be talking and talking, and wouldn’t get ANYTHING accomplished

mitsui

• Ok, one thing about Mitsui, he is NOT going to the gym alone. Like he will hit the whole mf team up and ask them to go with him. Even Akagi.

• I think he’d go frequently though, especially in order to build up his stamina. Rukawa would show him the Stairmaster machine and he’d go CRAZY on there. Like by the end, it’ll say he walked up 200 flights of stairs 😂

• He’d lowkey have so many gym crushes. But he wouldn’t approach ANY of them 😂😂😂. He will just admire, sigh, and then go on with his workout. I think some of the gym baddies would think he’s cute but they wouldn’t approach him

• The reason why he’d be scared of being alone at the gym is because it’d be jus him and his thoughts. AND FOR MITSUI, THATS SCARY ASL. However… I think going to the gym alone from time to time would end up being a way for him to destress and reflect.

PS: IMMA DO A PART TWO WITH AKAGI, SENDOH, SAWAKITA, and whoever else yall want

[dilfl0v3rss]

aran fucking yn's shit up after he saw her purposely flirting with other guys😜

aran so mf fine yall like ughhhh😩😩

you had told this man over and over again that you did not want to be at this damn party. aran has been practicing nonstop and when he’s not practicing he’s playing in his matches so you wanted to take this night to spend time with your man, but of course he wasn’t having that. “ma we just beat our rivals, we gotta go” he said as he brushed his waves in the mirror. his muscular tattooed back facing you as he stood in just his sweatpants. you were in the bed, his t shirt covering most of your body as you sat on your knees staring at him. “pa i want us t’stay here tonightttt. let’s watch movies and have sex” you whined, making aran chuckle in the mirror before turning around and approaching you. his happy trail in your face as he held your head up by your chin. “we can watch movies and have sex another night mama. tonight we going to celebrate the win.”

now you were here, perched on your boyfriends lap as he talked about the highlights of the game with his teammates. “they was getting mad when me and aran kept scoring off of our serves” atsumu said, aran, osamu, and suna chuckling as they thought back to the game. “yea i saw them arguing in the middle of the court. looked like they was damn near ready to fight” aran said, his big hands rubbing up and down your thighs as he spoke. you doubt that he knew it, but he was making you incredible horny. his freshly faded hair along with his tight black shirt and grey sweats. his black cat jordan’s tapping on the floor as he spoke. his muscular brown arms with tattoos dancing along the skin and his big strong hands playing with the fat of your thighs. he was driving you nuts. you slowly leaned your head down to his ear, your tone sweat and low as you caressed the nape of his neck. “daddy i wanna fuck” you whispered.

all aran gave as a reply was a quick “later ma” before continuing on with his conversation. anger rushed through your veins as you quickly got up and walked away. “what’s wrong wit her?” atsumu mumbled as he watched you storm off deeper into the party. aran just rolled his eyes. “don’t worry bout it bro. she just in one of her moods” as aran continued on being a dickhead, you made your way to the kitchen for a couple drinks. “if ima be here all night i might as well” you mumbled as you poured yourself a hefty cup of what looked like pink whitney. you were halfway done with your cup when you realized you left your phone with aran. “fuck” you said as you began your journey over to him. however, you were stopped in your tracks as you witnessed a group of girls in his and his friend’s faces. atsumu was already making his way upstairs with two as well as osamu with another two while the other four were of course in your man’s face.

“we love watching you play, you’re so talented aran really!” one girl said, her group of friends nodding along to what she was saying, giggling as aran gave her a kind smile from his seat on the couch. “preciate it. glad y’all liked the show” you didn’t even care about the phone anymore. all you thought about was revenge as you went right to the dining room. some if his teammates were there playing pong so you knew it was the perfect place to get aran’s attention. “can i play?” you asked, your sweet voice catching the attention of almost every man in the room. “f’course y’can pretty. you on my team” a guy said. he was cute, tall, lightskin with curly hair. typical fuckboy, but you didn’t care. ‘must be on the football team’ you thought as you noticed the school logo they all got tattooed on his upper arm. you smiled as you approached him, telling him your name before the two of you approached the table.

of course aran’s teammates snitched on you. they were loyal to your boyfriend. plus, you needed them to tell anyways so you can carry out with your revenge. after you, and who you came to know as malik, won another game you raised your hands in the air, purposely bouncing your breasts in “excitement” before giving him a big hug. his muscular body making it hard for you to even wrap your arms around him fully. as the two of you released each other, you felt malik lightly tap your shoulder. “you wanna go upstairs” he whispered. your pretty face making him weak for you as he practically begged you to go with him with his eyes. you were going to shoot him down gently, but your words were cut off by the sound of a deep voice behind you. “nah she good, we boutta leave anyways” aran said, leaving no room for complaint as he took your arm and walked you out of the party.

“got me fucked up” he mumbled as he opened the passenger door for you to get in the car. you slowly sat down, waiting for him to get to his side before you opened your mouth to speak. without looking at you aran spoke instead. “don’t say nun. just take what i give you at the house” his words brought a smirk to your face as aran started his car and began driving the both of you home. the ride was silent and so was the walk into your bedroom. the only sounds coming from either of you were small clanks and clothes shuffling as you changed into one of his t shirts. “take that off” aran mumbled, eyes trained on you as he pointed at the black fabric covering your body. “why? i always wear your shirts to bed” you whined, earning you a stern look as aran made his way towards you. “you not going to bed”

before you could reply, the shirt was snatched off of you. aran pushed you down on the bed before slowly getting on his knees. “if you cum before i say, ima spank you” he mumbled before immediately getting to work. your back arched off the bed at the sudden action. the wetness of his tongue bringing a cool feeling to your clit as he payed close attention to your entrance. he fucked with with his wet mussel, aran’s long tongue giving you the most pleasure you’ve had in days as you kept your legs wide open for him. you moved your hands towards his hair, but they were pulled back down and held on your stomach by one of his hands. aran quickly got back to eating, this time focusing on your clit while breaching your entrance with two thick fingers.

he sucked on your clit delicately before flicking his tongue all around it. “fuck a-aran it feels so good” he replied with a “mhm”, the vibrations of his deep voice making your pussy flutter around his fingers. he knew you weren’t going to last much longer, so to punish you he worked harder. aran’s fingers moved deeper into you as he tongue kissed your clit. his wet tongue swirling all over the bud as he continued humming into your pussy. “shit….wait daddy m’finna….oh my god arannn” your orgasm hit you hard. your legs shaking rapidly as your release shot out of you and all over aran’s face. he stood up, dick fighting against the cotton of his sweats as aran walked towards his dresser.

too in a daze to understand what was going on, you mindlessly let him turn you on your stomach when he came back. ass high in the air as you instantly arched your back as deep as you could. “so needy” he mumbled before taking both of your hands and putting them behind your back. aran attached the fur handcuffs to your wrists before rubbing his big hands all over your ass. occasionally spreading you to get a good look at your awaiting pussy. “you like t’get me mad baby?” you figured now would be the best time to answer truthfully, the yearning for another orgasm clouding your brain as you quickly replied with the truth. “mhm….wanted you t’fuck me” a smile graced aran’s features as he listened to you snitch on yourself. you were such a slut for his dick you had no problem telling him all your sins in hopes that he’ll fuck you.

“so you flirting wit other niggas just so daddy could fuck this pretty pussy?” you replied with a quick “mhm” earning you a hard slap to your ass. aran would usually start of lighter and build up to harder slaps, but tonight he had no patience for it. a loud whine rang through the room as you wiggled your ass at the contact. the flesh already heating up from the force of his hand. he spanked you two more times, each so hard that you knew you’d have a big handprint there in the morning. “that’s not nice mama. if i say no, you supposed to be a good girl and respect that. not go out and be a brat so you could get what you want” you felt no remorse from his words and he could tell by the way your pussy began to leak as he spoke. you were just ready to get fucked. “m’sorry daddy” you said in a sultry tone, your arousal dripping down your thighs as you repeatedly clenched your pussy. aran smirked at the action, giving you another three hard slaps to each of your cheeks.

the volume of your whines increased as you grew restless from the lack of attention to your aching core. “daddy please fuck me. m’so wet please please please” there’s was nothing in this world aran wanted more than to fuck you silly right now. his dick was so hard his precum leaked through his boxers and sweatpants, a small wet patch pointed towards your pussy as if his dick were chasing you. “you gon be good f’me-” “yess! yes i’ll be so good f’you papa” you yelled into your pillow as you wiggled your ass in anticipation. aran slowly freed his dick from his sweats, his tip almost red from how neglected he’s left himself. his precum had the whole top half of him wet at he lined it up with your awaiting pussy. aran knew he shouldn’t be fucking you right now. he should be stroking himself to his release while keeping you face down in the pillow with nothing so you could learn to stop playing with him, but he was so weak for you sometimes it made him sick.

he sunk into you fully, giving you no time to adjust as he began hungrily pounding you into the mattress. he was just as pent up and horny as you right now and all he couldn’t think of was his release. “fuck fuck fuckk…ma you so damn wet” he groaned, his dick twitching repeatedly as he felt your wet walls clench around him. “daddy i love you so much….wont do it again shittt” aran knew you were lying through your teeth, but he couldn’t find it in him to care right now. fucking you with so much vigor your headboard began to slam into the wall. “s’my pussy right mama? say it f’me” the cuffs around your wrists clanked together repeatedly as you tried your best not to reach for him. he was just fucking you so good you needed something to grab. aran noticed this and once again, spoiled you by holding both of your hands in his. he began hitting you deeper, his dick hitting your g spot as you screamed out your response. “yesss fuckkk. this your pussy daddy please m’gonna cummm”

the constant stimulation to your g spot made your legs shake as your orgasm began to rush out of you. clear liquid flying everywhere, wetting aran’s six pack and some of his chest while the rest of it soaked the bed under you. the sight made him weak in the knees as he felt his dick twitch for the final time inside of you before he came as well. “shit ma” he moaned as he spilled his seed deep into you, heavy hand giving you light slaps on the ass while aran moaned about how much he loved you. before you knew it the both of you hit the bed, passed out in pure bliss.

aran was first to wake up, slowly removing the cuffs from your wrist and throwing them somewhere in the room before pulling your body onto his chest. you stirred awake, lifting your head a little to give him a kiss before laying back down his chest. “m’sorry for flirting with another guy. i really won’t do it again” you whispered but aran heard you. giving you a kiss on the forehead while rubbing his hand up and down your back. “s’okay ma, we can talk about it inna mornin” and gave him a quiet “kay” before kissing his chest and letting sleep take the both of you again.

[gamblersdoll]

Can you write "alphabet "abt Guts and Nerd? 🤡

i assume nsfw, so.

a- assignments and ass. any assignments or studying will result in just you sitting in his lap as he gives your ass a rub. it makes you nervous, he knows that. yet, he squeezes it and may also slip a thumb inside your puckered hole.

b- books and blowjobs. he knows youre a bookworm, and he knows you love erotica to a point of almost whoring yourself out. especially with giving him a blowjob, may also leave his cock in your mouth.

c- cockwarming, it drives him wild the way you can get away with having cock in your cunt, but yet you pretend to just be in his lap and study. he occasionally thrusts up, but he needs to move at times. youre a whore, so you can take it.

d- do carpets match drapes? in color, yes. but he keeps his pubes trimmed during the summer. its too fucking hot for that.

e- ejaculation. he prefers to cum on your face, he finds something so slutty yet beautiful about his cum just fogging your vision— quite literally.

f- face fucking, he absolutely adores it. he cant control himself when he does, he loves how fat it looks in your mouth and your glasses falling off from the sheer force of his fucking.

g- goofy, he is not.

h- handy, he doesnt primarily love it but only likes fingering you.

i- intimacy, he can be intimate, but likes bullying you more. something about you moaning to his degrading words turn him on.

j- jerking off, jerking him off. he loves it, especially on the phone or sending a pov video and him talking to you through the phone.

k- kinks, everything other than knife, gun, or scat.

l-location, anywhere, primarily his car.

m - motivation, you sitting in his lap or acting like your innocent, he knows otherwise.

n- nos, knives or guns or scat. hes not a fucking moron so those are absolutely not okay with him. he also has a trigger with the weapons.

o- oral, he is a giver, not much of a receiver. and hes god sent with his tongue. he also has pussy sucking lips.

p- pace, he can be slow and sensual or fast and demanding. depends on his mood.

q- quickie, only happens once in a blue moon.

r- risk, he takes them, and he knows you love the risk as well.

s- stamina, he can last for a hour max.

t- toys, he loves them!! he finds your vibe and dildo and does a double kill on you, he loves seeing you cry and whine.

u- unfair, he loves orgasm denial. like… alot.

v-vocalist, he is only really vocal when he is degrading or praising. ither than that, its groans and grunts.

w- wild card, he actually loves having you wait to squirt, its borderline piss kink but he knows you cant handle it but he love’s punishment for you.

x- x ray, hes packing a thick and fat seven and a half inch cock, and he knows how to work that mf.

y- yearning, he can be a needy brat when around you. if he doesnt have you now , hes throwing a mini tantrum.

z- zzz’s.. he doesnt fall asleep after sex, he has to do aftercare and make sure youre okay before he can even get sleep. otherwise you’ll lecture him.

[are-we-really-doing-this]

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[certifiedhitmaker]

Revampity vamp Noel Noa hc's + mini fic?

This takes place in Japan bc i said so. Ummm, chubby fem black reader implied but no explicit skin color or body descriptions besides chubby cheeks are stated. It's implied in my head. (Obvi, Nsfw, genitalia descriptions, um dubcon I guess? Oral sex, sir kink.) Noel is in yellow, you're pink. This was a much needed revamp, the other Hc's were fucking terrible. Anyone that sees this, send me asks!!! I'm bored and I wanna write! Enjoy bby. Muah muah muah!

Noel has a big dick. It's not too long, but it's girthy so it stretches you out nicely. His tip is definitely a nice light pink, but gets to be more of a deep blush color when he's about to cum.

Ater, he comes home from practice, the gym, anywhere from being out all day, he hits the shower and then as if it were a routine, he makes his way to you, ready to fuck, already stiff and jerking himself off.

His favorite position is you on top, riding him. (idk, he just gives me very lazy vibes, like he's tired from being out all day, he wants to feel good, but he don't wanna put in a whole lotta work? Like he'll occasionally thrust up into you but for the most part your legs is gon be working.)

He definitely has no issues, giving you a little bit of 'help', like if you were steady tryna act like you couldn't take it or if you weren't bouncing fast enough, he's quick to grab those damn hips and make you. If he gets fed up enough with you tryna run from it or your slow ass pace, he'll flip you over, and just start plowing your shit.

I honestly think if you call him sir, he'll just lose his mind. He absolutely loves it, say "Yes sir." to him one time while yall are fucking and watch how fast he'll cum.

He does not play any of that attitude/petty shit, he'll have you on your knees so damn fast you'd get whiplash. he'd shut you up reallll quick by making you suck him off.

He was already having a shitty ass day, all he wanted to do was come home to you, and relax but you clearly had other plans. You were upset and in a sour mood because one of the only hairstylists in Japan, that can actually do your hair, canceled on you last minute.

He walked through the door and you were nowhere to be found, which is strange because you usually come and greet him whenever you hear the door open. He walks inside, taking his shoes off and heading to the living room to find you sitting on the couch, watching some show. He can already tell you're in a nasty mood. He walks to the side of the couch you're on and speaks. "I'm home." he says plainly. "I can see that." the irritation in your voice as clear as day. (that was ur first mistake bby.) He sighs through his nose, "What's wron-" you interrupt him, sucking your teeth and waving him off. (this was the second) As if a switch flipped in him, he immediately made his way to the couch, sitting down in a manspread position. "Get up, get on your knees." "...What the fuck do I gotta get up for?" "This is my last time telling you, get up and kneel." You done got yourself in a world of mf hurt, and you knew what was coming.

You quickly got up and kneeled in front of him, resting your hands on both his thighs. He lifted his hips, just enough to pull down his sweats and his boxers, pulling his dick out, it was already semi hard, the tip a darker shade of pink, a little bit of clear fluid, dribbling out and down the side. "Open." "I'm sorry-" "Open." He cared very little for your attempts to weasel your way out of your consequences, he shut it down every time. Before you could even open your mouth, he grabs your face, squishing the fat of your cheeks and pulling you closer to him, forcing your mouth open. "Tongue." You stick your tongue out, he then taps the tip against it, removing it to circle it around your glossy lips. The sparkly clear gloss, mixing with the saliva from your tongue on his tip is mesmerizing. He lets go of your face and pushes your mouth onto his dick, your chubby cheeks puffing out, as he makes you gag as his tip hits your throat. He holds the back of your head down, keeping your lips wrapped around his base. "You can take it all." He grunts out. He pulls you back up for air, your lips leaving and circle of the leftover gloss around his base. You're panting, trying to catch your breath as his yellow eyes just stare into you. "You'll tell me what's wrong after I finish?" "Yes." "Yes what?" "Yes sir."

[sparklecriticism]

about the barry fat thing, that's a prime example on why i don't like the new sparklecare art style. like in 2019 the art style was expressive, colorful, and appealing to look at. it has it's charm and personality. now everyone's just skinny and looks like a bland generic flash cartoon you'd see air on some obscure overseas TV channel. i assume the change was to make it easier and faster to draw which i guess is valid. comics can be a bitch to draw and keep consistent. but idk man, i wouldn't sacrifice a beautiful art style to make stuff quicker. good stuff takes time.

also still upset over the multicare polly thing. scene mood was absolutely fantastic but what's with polly's disability essentially being erased for an aesthetic based AU? "he manages it better" managing a disability doesn't make it suddenly vanish??? i feel like if polly's disability was more 'realistic' and didn't involve his body turned into ice people would be more upset over that. oh, i forgot, it's by the all mighty kittycorn god. we shall never question what we're told

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I've heard fat Barry is back but the comic still has too many shinny ass bitches. Let me see some FAT HAIRY PEOPLE. I'm so sick of the skinny ass mfs. WHERE IS THE INTERESTING BODY SHAPES! WHERE ARE THE BEARS!

Also you're not alone in being weirded out by them erasing Polly's disability. If the disability was something real and they (for example) used a mobility device and kittycorn removed that with the same excuse people would be FURIOUS. But because the disability is "become ice cube" it's just ignored. That's the issue of making shitty fake disabilities in your story, they just don't relate at all to real life and end up ringing hollow at the claims of "representation".

[spextr1m]

Ren headcanons (Visuki)

A/N: There's a fat chance that Ren's personality is mischaracterized , and also bits of x reader

Trigger warning: Ren's death, cat dying, having low faith in people, - I personally think he and his cat are merged together into one entity by Card creator - So does his death will be his house inside with him getting covered with snowstorming until he dies.

-Out of most people he interacted with no choices when he was a human, he has trust issues explains why he's so hostile (Supported by "I don't want to be help by a dummy!") -So it takes him a progress to trust people.

-When he became a cat spirit with confidence, I believe he and Toshio didn't get along the most was because of their personalities (Toshio is hyperactive while he is not) until slowly he gets used to it -They're opposite, Toshio's concept is having REAL friends while Ren's concept is self confidence -Is scared of cucumber -If you have a pet cat, the dude will have major deja vu

-If you're in study trip, he'll make sure to prevent this (His backstory is depressing if you ask me) because he didn't want to see you getting sad over your cat dying.

-He has a habit of glaring everybody but if it's his crush of partner/girlfriend/boyfriend. He'll soften his gaze up.

-Is type of mfs who dislikes children.

-When he was a human, he learns how to knit but when he becomes a spirit you can say he wants to play a yarn.

-If you're shorter than him (He towers Toshio but not Hiroshi so personally thinking he's 5'7" to 5'9"), he didn't care much unless he's in mischievous mood to call you "shortie"

-Will call you "Whiskers"

-He didn't know how to comfort people and have little success when he was a human before he becomes a spirit.

-When becomes a cat spirit, he have to deal with Toshio's outbursts so does other spirits.

-Will give you his jacket

-If his lover gets overworked, he would wrap his arms around you but caging your arms because he didn't want you to get stressed despite not admitting it.

-He's surprisingly protective person.

-He and his parents have decent relationship but nobody knew where the son was and how he mysteriously disappears.

-Is type of person who dislikes visiting his annoying cousin.

-Let's face it, his favorite colors are black and purple but I think it symbolizes something:

-Bi-colored Black and purple: Black represents his inner bitterness towards people especially who broke his trust after what they did to him and his cat, he didn't want others to help him was because they're the problem to him and pushed them away so they will never see what hardships he went through while purple represents deep down, he's sensitive to certain degree despite his front is tough guy and tender person in inside despite he didn't admit it, when merging both. It ended up a person with complexity.

-If you gift him with a lotus (Since his name means "Lotus"), he'll be flustered.

-When he transforms into his human form, he cannot help but to prefer his semi-human form and his card form given his past.

-But if it's good ending, he'll merged both human and cat form

-But WOULD be more cooler if Visuki yk have other forms based on animals they once interacted? Like they transformed into a literal animals?

-Wags his tail means he wants your attention but tries to stop move his tail only it fails leaving him defeated.

[bitchinbarzal]

OMG LUNA THE STUFF I HAVE TO TELL YOU so it’s brother sex tape anon and remember how i told bfs brother how i felt about his new gf?? WELL THIS BITCH FUCKING TEXTED ME idk how she got my number bc i sure as fuck didn’t give it to her maybe boyfriends brother gave it to her idk?? BUT SHE TEXTED ME and basically said that i’m ugly and fat and jealous and paranoid and she could take my bf if she wanted to, AND AFTER I RESPONDED which was like 2 minutes after she sent it SHE UNSENT IT LIKE BITCH no that mf knew i was gonna show my bf and his whole fuckin family and out her ass. we’re leaving to the lake house/cabin whatever place today and i’m just in a shitty mood and i hate it bc i don’t wanna bring down everyone else’s mood. i get along with his older brother & sister, along with his younger sisters, but i’ve never been around them when im in a bad mood, so i don’t want them to think that i’m actually a horrid bitch just around my bf yk? but i have the drive there to cool down, i’m driving w my bf while his parents split cars and drive with his younger brother and sisters and his older brother and sister are arriving on the 3rd with their families. idk how that’s relevant but im just ranting at this point. i was so excited for this trip but now i’m just anxious and annoyed and yeah idk

THAT FUCKING BITCH!!!

from now on you screenshot EVERYTHING or turn off iMessage so it’s only texts she can send and you can’t delete texts

the people around you know you and your heart best love. they’re the ones who deserve your attention.

[otisbdriftwood-injail]

what do you like most about Otis's character and what is your favorite Otis moment?

you caught me in a good mood so ill actually answer this one seriously. essays incoming.

first of all nothing and everything. hes cringe as hell with all the random smartass bullshit he says, like some know it all weirdo big time cowboy. his egotistical ass really believes he’s invincible after everything hes been through (coz why wouldn’t he be. he got his ass into so many tight situations and he always made it out alive. movie canon aside like even when he was just randomly released from prison after his first kill)

but also he just would go such lengths for his family and thats what i really like about him.

mf born in the middle of bumfuck nowhere really just wound up in ruggsville somehow and was like yeah i live here now after his “””””crime partner””””” [cited by Rober Bartleh Cummings] brought him home.

his relationship with the family, and specifically with baby and spaulding (and the rest of the members too dont get me wrong i could write essays upon essays on how him and rj and tiny and mama are) is just smth i really do relate to coz him growing up as an only child and FINDING a sister is just. yeah. and then dont even get me started on that fat clown 🧍🏻‍♂️

also projection aside with his actual childhood, how he was just always rejected by his parents and community, how he had nothing but his stupid little movies and his uh. passion for. yeah. that. to keep him going until he just took his own fate into his hands and just ran with it to embrace all that he actually is.

this is actually such a basic answer coz i really could go more into things like how he expresses his “love” for his family through his creations, just his creations alone about what all he chooses to make, his satanic bullshit and all his delusions regarding it, his methods of killing, raping, torturing and everything else that happens post-death is just something that i wont even go into coz we could be here all day long

and my favorite otis moments are when he calls people faggots

[kiatheinsomniac]

current mood is my fat glass of prosecco and orange juice to try and write this mf essay

send help

[strawberriemars]

Me: on the floor in front of my boyfriend kissing his tummy.

Him: "Hey while you're down there" 😉

Me: "Yeah I had a feeling you'd try that" i say sort of lightly, even though I'm tired and kind of annoyed bc I've already rebuffed him twice and my mood hasn't changed in the last couple hours

Me: a few minutes later, still on floor and now ordering door dash. "Hug me?"

Him: dramatic sigh "I had a feeling you'd try that. You only want me for my love" said as kind of a joke

Me: trying to play along in the sarcasm "You only want me for my fat ass, tight pussy, and what this mouth do"

Him: "i mean yeah, that's what we agreed to when this started"

Mf if i wasn't a combination of hangry and lazy right now and had more guts I'd say "nvm get your own fucking food" and make ramen.

God i'm so tired of him bringing that up. And then he has the nerve to say he loves me and make me forget that shit.

"Oh he's just joking" mf if he was joking he wouldn't sulk every time i rebuff him. I dunno to me it's pretty clear I'm not worthy of his love just baseline affection and sex drive.

S'why he won't marry me. Or come to my recitals. Or go anywhere outside of a few select places with me. And why he takes convincing just to go to a wedding with me. Or on a trip with me. Or to do fucking anything with me.

[barbi3anna]

This fatass whore of a manager literally is getting on my NERVES bro like literally anytime one specific coworker says literally anything to me like he literally was just like “I just got back from my 10 maybe you should go?” And not even 2 seconds later this bitch pops out the door and goes “I really can’t have you two talking one of you has to do something” as if 1. We were talking? Like bitch you gotta converse with ur mf coworkers like am I not supposed to talk to him at all ? And 2. Allllllllll she be doing is talking with her homegirls in the back

Anyways I’m just venting. She’s one of those managers that’s always gotta be on always gotta be yelling always confrontational and always in a bad mood……………….that’s what happens when ur fat ig 🤷🏽‍♀️

Like forget asking questions bc god forbid you have to ask the MANAGER, the person literally paid to MANAGE THE STORE AND ANSWER QUESTIONS

[sordidmusings]

HIM HIM HIM HIM HIM HIM HIM-

The visceral need I have for this man knows no bounds and OH does your art of him make that a chronic condition verging on terminal.

He looks fucking PERFECT dude the details in his face??? Every single one of them needs a ~kiss~ like the dimple and line (that I don’t know the name of but people take out their buccal fat to make it for some reason) on his cheek?? Kisses. The perfectly ragged scars that you even have following the curvature of his brow and eye and cheek?? Begging for kisses. That wonderful goatee that marries neatness and scruffiness so amicably? Looking very deprived of some smooches. That soft and loving look on his face so incredibly accented by the tiiiiiiiiniest scrunch of his brows????? A sin and needing to be baptized by a shower of sweet little pecks.

And don’t even get me sTARTED on the Adam’s apple, clavicle, and exposed chest that wHORE

But one of the cruelest, most dastardly and devilish parts of this??? His hair oml you made it look so soft, so fluffy, so flowing, so definitely making me painfully aware that I will never know the sweetness of playing with it til he’s curled up and napping like a spoiled cat in the sun 😩🥲 gonna make me write a whole other fic series for a fictional man’s hair how dare you

Also bless you for the detail of his hair on his forearm and chest (also deserves the smooch treatment but idk I think he’s getting too spoiled at this point that man does nOT need enabling no matter how much I’d love to make him Worse)

As a mf who struggles so much with drawing the folds of clothes, I am In Awe that this is your sketch level of detail on that like it translates the motion and texture of the fabric so so so well like you’re being Rude ma’am 💀

Also this was me @ me the whole time writing this review because I’m just in a feral mood rn apparently idk man Shanks just Does It for me and I blame you for drawing him so exactly correct

Pretty flower pants

[pettybourgeoisculturalreform]

respecting humans including fat people and schizophrenic people is a basic leftist belief you dumb fuck. you're just a bigot and unwilling to accept this

What mood board politics does to an mf who gets no class analysis.