#feral boys imagines

[4ever-feral]

Fuck dude, Pedro’s big strong hands make me so insanely feral. Just look at the size difference on the first 3 photos! They need to be my new necklace. 😮‍💨

[maesonc-artistic-adventures]

I really enjoyed this page. I’ll probably add more eventually

[lavulabi]

my body collapses on the floor as if gravity became a hundred times stronger i am down awfully The floor can't hold me any longer i fall through the roof of my downstairs neighbor smashing into the kitchen table where a few seconds ago a fine vase gifted by a long dead grandma is shattered to bits I am down terriblly the shattered vase burrows itself in my skin and flesh as I destroy the ground and fall into the sewer It smells weirdly familiar somewhere a memory is repressed to no more than a painfully jo-

[xochimillilili]

Actually soo so evil and cruel of the universe to not let me be a vampire, I just get sooo worked up thinking of how pretty my little pup would look under me, all marked up in bites and bruises and stray trails of blood all leading to me. Barely able to control myself over the smell of their blood and the sight of how into it they are. Seeing their eyes and head get all fuzzy would just about push me to the edge, make me mount them and push myself in with my cock in their needy cunt and my teeth in the side of their neck

Come on sweetheart, let me taste you, let me get all those thoughts out your head, let me fuck and bite you dumb~ Don't you like the ache and the sting of my love bites? Don't you like the taste and the sight of your blood connecting our little kisses~?

Finish up by pumping them full of my cum as a treat for them. Tell them how good of little breeding pup and tasty treat they are, as I lick and lap at their tits and holes, biting their thighs, just hearing them whine and squirm as they see me between their legs with their blood on my face. Digging my nails into their hips and getting on top again when they wiggle their hips, wag their tail and whimper for more like a good pet does~

[jasontoddsmommyissues]

I’ve seen Rockstar!Eddie, Mechanic!Eddie and Tattoo Artist!Eddie, so let me propose this: Comic Shop Owner!Eddie who hosts a weekly DnD group at the store

[queenie-official]

photos of Hayden in a baseball cap that give off modern Ani vibes 🤭

[pinacoladamatata]

as they say in the sims... woo hoo! local vampire spawn seduces younger sister of Minthara. more at 11....

[awkward-fink]

Waiting for them to come home

Just imagining you are waiting for them to come home, for the love of your life, your hubby, your boyfriend, your best bud and mate to come home again after a mission. And he is way overdue, like, the date he had given you is gone by now, two days, three days over and you wait. You barely leave the house, you have a warm meal ready to be served, a slowcooked meal that you only need to warm up to have ready, the bed is freshly made and clean, the house cleaned (even those pesky corners underneath the table). And you wait.

You fall asleep on the Couch every night, listening for the frontdoor to squeak, or a key to slink into the hole.

You fall asleep as he finally comes home, too exhausted from worrying to wake up.

Price would smile at you, shaking his head as he tries to be silent, footfalls heavy on the carpet as he toes of his boots and sets down his gear, before coming closer to the couch. He would stroke over your hair gently, thumb tracing along your cheek. When you do not wake, he will so very carefully pull you into his arms, blanket and all, and carry you up the stairs into your shared bed. He will take a shower first though before joining you in bed, holding you close through the night.

Ghost, is as silent as his namesake, footsteps making no noise as he closes in on your still form on the couch. He stares at you for minutes, drinking in your sleeping and relaxed form before leaning down to press his forehead to yours for a second, waiting to see if you wake up. But you dont, so he lifts you into his arms and carries you upstairs. Will not take a shower, just wants to be with you, so he lays you on top of his chest, arms crossed over your back as you sleep on, your forehead against his neck. He can feel your heartbeat, your warmth seeping into his bones as he relaxes slowly.

Gaz will gently set down his gear and kneel in front of the couch, observing your sleeping form with tenderness for a few minutes. He will reach out, gently shaking your shoulder to wake you up. 'Darling, wake up. Come on, couch will give you a bad ache in your neck, come on get up'. Is persistent to wake you until you are blinking blearily at him. Will help you up the stairs towards the bedroom and slide underneath the covers with you, as he had already showered at base so he could keep you in his arms right from the start. Will be asleep in minutes with you, curled along your back as a big spoon, his face pressed into your hair.

Soap, is not as silent as he wants as he enters the apartment, gear thunking to the floor as he curses out the corner of the doorframe he always bumps into. Finds you asleep on the couch and doesnt think much about carrying you up the stairs or waking you up. He will simply flop right on top/beside you, cuddling close, kissing your forehead as he shimmies and shifts with you, until you are both wedged over, against and into the couch in a knot of human limbs and cozy blankets. Will be asleep in seconds, snoring softly into your ear. You will both wake up with aching limbs but warm.

[necrotic-nephilim]

any opinions on joker junior!tim/jason?

oh my GOD yes-

Joker Junior!Tim is one of my guilty pleasures. i'm *obsessed* with the concept, i think it's so horrifying in such an intriguing way. it's tricky to work into the main timeline, but that's sort of the fun of it, bc generally you have two routes: Joker Junior happened to Tim when he was Robin and he's since moved on and continued to be Robin then Red Robin. or it happened to him as Red Robin and is a current thing that the characters in the fic are dealing with. and both are good.

because there's endless potential of how to do it with JayTIm. does Jason save Tim, does Jason *know* in the first place, if it happens after Jason is back as Red Hood how does he react, etc. i've read it in fics and i love every version.

but i think i'm intrigued by the idea of Joker Junior happening before Jason comes back as Red Hood and he finds out about it and he's *pissed*. like infinitely more pissed than he would've been. but his anger isn't in protection of Tim, it's at Bruce for not learning, for letting this happen again. and for making a brainwashed child have to kill Joker because *again*, Bruce couldn't do it. the point isn't about if Joker is alive or dead. it's that *Bruce* didn't kill Joker and Jason's death didn't mean enough to Bruce to stop Joker before he did it again. because Joker Junior really is the proof Jason needs to shove in Bruce's face about child sidekicks and Robins and Joker. and since Jason didn't exist in the universe where Joker Junior happened, we never saw a real comparison of the two. but i think if they happened in the same universe, it makes what Joker does to Tim far more purposeful. because now he knows he can kill a Robin and *get away with it*. so he wants to push it. how do you top *killing Robin*? like, if that doesn't get to Batman *what does*? Joker Junior seems like the perfectly reasonable next progression. if a dead Robin doesn't break the Bat, then breaking Robin beyond recognition seems even bigger. and Joker trying to get Tim to kill Bruce as Joker Junior would likely be Joker just seeing if Bruce would let it happen. could Bruce bring himself to stop Tim? and of course Joker doesn't find out bc Tim kills him instead, but it's such a fun question.

and so, i think Jason would *know* his death in a way, caused this. Joker did that to Tim because he didn't get enough of a rise out of Bruce for killing Jason. if Bruce had *just* killed the Joker, none of this would've happened. another kid wouldn't be irrevocably fucked up.

as for Jason's opinions on Tim specifically, i think it's fun if Tim retires from vigilante work entirely after the incident. (with Steph taking over as Robin for a much longer and more significant period instead of just getting fridged) because Tim has very black and white morals so knowing he killed someone, even under the influence of Joker venom, he'd immediately put down the cape, suggest Steph to take up his mantle and quietly retire. he knows what he's capable of now, pushed to the edge and it scares him. i think it's fun if it scares him *because* he was lucid. if he was truly under the brainwashing control, he would've killed Bruce. but he didn't. he had a moment of clarity, and decided to kill the Joker. and he knows that was *him*, not Joker Junior. he made that decision and now, he lives with it.

which means Jason would be almost pissed off by Tim, at first. because they're reacting to their trauma *wildly* differently. Jason wants blood for blood, vengeance, war, and to make Gotham feel his wrath. but Tim just wants to. disappear. quietly vanish and live a quiet life, even refusing to run comms. Jason doesn't understand how TIm doesn't share the anger and passion Jason has for justice. he knows what Tim is capable of and so does Tim, so why doesn't Tim lean into it? why doesn't he take back control? bc this is letting the Joker win, to Jason. after all, Jason is the guy who took Joker's old name to prove a point. and now he's facing another person broken by Joker who just. is a normal guy. i'd love to write Jason forcibly dragging Tim back into the superhero life, trying to trigger the worst out of him and wanting to find kinship in Tim. because that's another part of it- this is someone else who might actually understand Jason's experiences and Jason just wants to not be alone. he wants someone else who gets what it feels like. so he makes Tim face the trauma Tim is running from and pushes and pushes until Tim snaps. i think it could be fun.

don't get me wrong, i love softer JJ!Tim in JayTim stuff just as much, where Jason is more protective and they bond and end up really close and taking care of each other because of it. but i'd love to lean into the fucked up nature of it. for Jason to want to rip Tim open and see just how much of the Joker is left inside of him. for Jason to be obsessed with the other Robin that Joker broke. for Jason to be even angrier at Bruce because of it all. there's endless potential and it will forever remain my guilty pleasure for JayTim.

[themultiimagines]

heavily inspired by @krusified but I literally can’t stop thinking about cate and victoria as vampires.

Victoria heavilyyyy. Especially since her powers with blood it is perfect tbh.

You would meet her one day in New York on the street, and of course you freak out cause oh my god isn’t this woman running for VP?? She is immediately entranced by you. Your innocence, your mortality, everything. Something about you was so alluring to her, she had to get to know you. So she does.

Eventually when she does reveal to you that she is a vampire and it is pretty much her power as a Supe, she is surprised when you aren’t scared. If anything, you are curious. You had to admit that after months of talking to this woman you had developed a crush on her. It was hard not to.

Instead, you ask her to taste your blood. She’s taken aback, but completely turned on by your submission. She smirks, sinking her fangs into your neck like a hot knife to butter. It was the most electric sensation you’ve ever felt. Like your whole body was lit on fire.

You eventually confessed your attraction, and she felt the same. It was kind of crazy to have a vampire girlfriend running for vice president but here you were.

Once in a while she’d ask to feed on you, preferably your thighs or your neck. It was pretty much the hottest thing in the world when she would ask, desperation in her eyes looking at you like she wanted to eat you alive. Of course you would comply. who wouldn’t?

You were in for a long ride with her. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[eraserheadswatching]

Izuku talking to the Vestiges: so what was your favorite moment before you died? It has to be the closest to when you died though.

Nana: my very last moments when I flipped off All for One and gave a sassy hair flip, just before he crushed me with a giant bolder.

Banjo: That one time when I dropkicked All for one using my blackwhip

2nd, still in the corner: I made All for one cry once

Yoichi: when I escaped the vault and left a recording of my voice that was triggered by the vault door opening that had me cursing him out and telling him that next time he wants to keep someone in a vault to take care of their mental state too, because I'm coming for him.

Everyone: silence

2nd: when did this happen?

Yoichi: I had it recorded for a while, it was supposed to be either for my funeral or for a last message when i got out sort of thing. I set it up while you guys were getting some stuff to take with us back to camp but I had almost nothing to pack so I just did that and then shoved everything I owned into a bag.

Izuku: that sounds fun.

Aizawa, walking in on the conversation: Izuku who are you talking to?

Izuku, looking him dead (haha) in the eyes: dead people. They are talking about the best experiences they had before death.

Aizawa, tired: and why does that sound fun?

Izuku, forgetting to give Aizawa context: well, the one who is all for one's brother left him a voice recording telling him off once he was able to escape the vault he put him in, that's what sounds fun. Not being in the vault, but the voice recording.

(I will let you continue this before I get out of hand and use too much space for the ask space to handle)

(im just laughing my ass off at this it's funny as fuck thank you for the ask!)

aizawa sitting down next to izuku : okay so... what else was the others best moments?

izuku : nana flipped him off and did a sassy hair flip! Banjo drop kicked him with the help of blackwip! second made him cry! ans ofc yoichis! so someone else go!

aizawa pale : how did they die again?

izukj : all for one. they all died to him apart from the 4th!

aizawa : Oh....

en: I mean I told him to go suck a rubber duck before throwing a bunch of them at him..

izuku snorting laughing : YOU DID WHAT?

aizawa : what they do?

izuku : en threw a bunch of rubber ducks at all for one while telling him to go fuck himself with them!

aizawa chucking : okay that's good.

third : I gave him a clone nose and wig and told him to go be with his brethren

izuku : WHAT... HAHAHA FUCK OFF REALLY?

aizawa : care to share?

izuku : pffttt 3rd gave him a clown nose and wig and told him to be with his brethren!

aizawa snorting a little : pfft that's amazing

izuku nodding : well now I feel like I gotta step up when I die.

aizawa : no.

one for all users : absolutely not.

izuku : dahm shut down so fast....

[4ever-feral]

C’mon let me bite them just a little please 🤤

I need him so bad it’s ridiculous

[bloodstainedsapphic]

pov: running into Mattheo Riddle in the astronomy tower, late at night.

thank you @theeslutintheroom for letting me take your base and run with it <3 it had to be done, just look at him.

[lunareclipses-moments]

Red string of trouble

Idia x FEM reader

Summary: who would have thought that his soulmate would be out of this world

Part 2 since I had so much fun writing this

Words count: 0.8k.

In the intimate refuge he meticulously crafted—a haven untouched by intrusion, where solitude reigns, shielding him from the disturbances of judgment or irritation—lay a young kid gazing at his thumb, where a thin red string was wrapped around it. No matter how much he chased it, it wouldn't end, wouldn't break; heck, it didn't even get tangled. But only he and his supposed soulmate could see it.

At first, he thought he was crazy, but after confiding in his parents, he found his answer: at the end of the line, he would discover his true love, the one he was destined to be with. Day after day, the blue-headed youngster pursued the elusive thread until he ultimately surrendered to the futile quest for his destined companion. After all, who would fall in love with someone like him? His bloodline was cursed; he couldn't venture far from the island, and the prospect of love seemed bleak for a gloomy shut-in. So why bother?

But one day, during his third year of living in NRC, Idia felt something tugging at his thumb. Clueless as he was, he ignored it; it's not like his soulmate just respawned. Secondly, he wasn't going to leave the safety of his room to meet someone he didn't know at all.

"It's best to stay here. Ortho will come back soon anyway," he thought to himself, unaware that indeed, his soulmate had just been Isekai-ed into his world.

As the days went by, life for the magicless Isekai-ed human wasn't getting any better. Overblot followed by another, a talking cat that loved getting in trouble, a duo who shared the same braincell, a haunted dorm, and finally, a stupid red string of trouble tied to her pinky finger. The string did nothing but cause problems. She noticed it the first time she arrived, not paying it any mind. However, after some digging and researching, she discovered it should lead her to her supposed soulmate.

"At least if I didn't go home, there would be someone willing to stay with me here. That's if he wasn't a serial killer or some sort of a creep," she mused, unable to help but laugh at her misfortune. "Is it because of this Facebook post that I didn't send to 10 people? Maybe? Who knows."

On the other hand, Idia wasn't living the best life. The first time he heard about the poor magicless Isekai-ed student, he felt pity for her. Stuck in a foreign world that relied on magic, and with no knowledge about it, her situation wasn't going to be easy. However, apart from that initial sympathy, he didn't pay her much attention. With all the Overblots happening and his impending role as the soon-to-be chairman, he had more pressing troubles to contend with.

Other than the rapid increase in Overblots, Idia found solace in a relatively peaceful life with just his brother, eagerly awaiting a delivery set to arrive in the quietude of the night. Nothing seemingly suspicious – just a tall figure with flaming hair, resembling a sleep-deprived zombie, venturing out into the nocturnal stillness.

However, his plans took an unexpected turn when he spotted the infamous troublemaking cat, Grim. Driven by curiosity, he approached to pet Grim, inadvertently causing the feline to run off in a frenzy, screaming and crying.

"Wait, I didn't mean to scare you! Come back, Mister Grim!" Idia called out. As he contemplated chasing after Grim, a rustling from behind the bushes caught his attention, prompting him to instinctively seek out hiding spots.

Finally finding a hiding spot behind some thick trees, he crouched down, attempting to conceal his presence from the newcomer. As he observed, he was taken aback to see it was the feline-human companion. Yet, what struck him even more profoundly was the sight of the red string, the very one tied around his thumb, now intricately woven around her finger.

"Grim! Where are you? Don't go around scaring me like that!" The desperation in her voice echoed through the night, and Idia, hidden in the shadows, felt a mix of surprise and an unexpected twinge of warmth at the shared connection.

In the wake of her frantic search, he was left behind, his expression transformed into a tableau of astonishment and bewilderment, his face and hair turning as pink as a valentine decoration. The revelation stirred a whirlwind of emotions, leaving him grappling with the unexpected ties that fate had woven between them.

Suddenly jolting back to reality, his instinct was to dash back to the safety of his room, completely forgetting about the delivery. In his haste, his lack of physical fitness became evident, and he found himself gasping for air. His brother, noticing the rapid change in Idia's condition, became alarmed at his increased heart rate and labored breath.

"Idia, are you alright?! What happened to you?" exclaimed a panicked Ortho, his worry intensifying as he observed his brother gasping for air.

The only response Ortho received was a muffled laugh that emerged amidst coughs, as Idia rambled about the incredibility of having a soulmate from another world, drawing parallels to a particular anime he had once watched.

There was Ortho, gazing at his blushing and coughing brother, a realization dawning upon him. He pondered whether the Shroud bloodline might end with Idia, given the seemingly hopeless romantic situation he found himself in.

"Yup, that's how our bloodline will end," Ortho remarked, the only words he uttered before excusing himself to charge, choosing not to confront his brother's evident sense of hopelessness.

[angelxd-3303]

I recently started reading "Baddest of the Badlands" By @super-mollio , and my hand slipped.

If you haven't, bop on over and read this fic, I promise you won't regret it! I'm absolutely loving it so far, and I can't wait for the next chapter to come out.

[pant--eater]

i'm sooooo starved for Smeech content/headcanons/fics/etcetcetc in this fandom, like he is such an enigma of a creature to me (affectionate as I shove him into a microwave). He's a Yordle so he might have been around in Zaun for centuries, ever since its foundation. Maybe he's seen first hand how Piltover's pet Heimerdinger rises to the top, and yet spends his time as a councelor ignoring every single problem in Zaun. Heck I can totally see him resenting Heimerdinger to a murderous degree for that; a Yordle traitor who gets a nice academic status for himself and builds his glorious city of progress, but never uses all that power to help the other Yordles in Zaun. (I didn't even spot a single Yordle in Piltover while scavenging the backgrounds on my rewatches!!)

Considering how new Shimmer is in the series' universe by Yordle lifespan standards, that means Smeech hasn't been inhaling it for more than a bunch of years. What was his life before?? When did he decide to start replacing his limbs with machinery, to make himself stronger and feared by Zaunites? When did he become a chembaron?? Chemtech is older than Shimmer, so he might have been a cyborg way before the events of the series, but it's fascinating (and sad, not gonna lie) to me that despite being possibly older than any of the other authority figures in Zaun, he has never managed to rise to Heimerdinger's level. No wonder he's such a rage-filled poisonous critter, no wonder he wants to take the throne of Zaun at any cost, to be "the one smiling in the end". And yet, despite all of his efforts, he is still fueled by and addicted to Shimmer, created by Silco's goons. Forced to depend on a creation of humans, in his pursuit to become stronger than them.

(also while I'm not a fan of episode 7's happy AU universe cuz it all feels like simplifying and undermining the complexity of Piltover's oppression in favor of an easy good ending, it DOES make me wonder how Smeech's life would have turned out in a universe without Shimmer? We don't see any of the Chembarons in the ep 7 universe so it makes me curious)