#gah i just realized

[lionguarded]

[ dress ]   your muse having mine dress up in lingerie. (Dante)

@ofwings-andclaws; urmmm did this escalate? yep. to my defense.. we know silas struggles with sexy clothes ahaha

mother nature could fuckin' fuck herself.

seriously, though.

silas was not joking, nor was he just ... angry at her. it was so much more than that. so. much. more. anguish. he felt anguish & it was her fault, entirely. she brought dante into his life, she made silas so he couldn't withstand, so he couldn't free himself from the alpha's grasp - no matter how hard he struggled. life within dante's bed was so much warmer than away. but he struggled nonetheless. he'd ... knelt - submitted his very self to him.

yet dante always found something else to demand, every glimmer of pride silas found within himself quickly dimmed & the omega was angry. like the cage wasn't torment enough - dante wasn't sated. he never was. the day dante found complete & utter satisfaction would surely go down in new haven's history.

"c'mon cariño. just once, it'll look good on you. try it on. you can take it off if you don't like it."

....dante said. well, his alpha was a little fuckin' shit of an alpha & one day... one fucking day silas would really punch him in his stupidly handsome face. until then, though.. well. he'd ... comply. what else was he supposed to do? how could he possibly deny him that request when he sat there... on their bed, shimmering crimson in his direction. fuck him, sideways. all the fuckin' ways.

sindra would have a fuckin' field day if he knew the lengths silas went to please his dumbass idiot of an alpha. you never tried to please me, he could practically hear him say. yeah, well - dante wasn't .... ugh. he was a douche & silas wanted to strangle him on the regular, but .. it was different than in the royal city.

which was the only reason he.... left the bathroom. yes, he'd fuckin' undressed in private. fuck everybody who had a problem with that. silas had only few qualms about his body, or nudity - his issue was what he was supposed to wear. that ...thing.

"lavender..."

it was light fuckin' purple.

"lavender's gonna look great on you."

uhuh.

leaving the bathroom... was ..not easy. silas was seething when he did, brows furrowed hard - that stupid piece of cloth, which .. wasn't much at all & his backside saw even less fabric than the front. where did he even... get this? & why? what had he done to anger him into asking him to wear this? hadn't he suffered enough?

fuck you, mother nature. i mean it. set a foot on earth, you're dead.

the grin on the alpha's face... gods, he was begging for a good, hard punch. one that made his teeth creak in terror. "happy?" low rumble. he was not ... happy. not at all.

"c'mon, turn around. let me see the other side."

..... mother nature, why are you testing my self-control? i'm trying to cut back on the bloodshed.

he tur—

"slower."

......deep breath. he turned around ...slower.

stop being cute. i hate you. the purr he could hear across the damn fuckin' room wouldn't save dante's hide when he was dressed again. silas didn't like thongs. he didn't get their purpose - no matter how often dante explained - in vivid detail & with examples for practical experience. he didn't... get what was wrong with just... taking off his briefs instead. then again... it was dante. he hardly made sense.

"on the bed. arch."

oh, how silas wished he could claim he didn't know what that meant. but dante had been very thorough in his ....education & unfortunately for him, silas was a good study & while dante fiddled with something behind him, he... climbed on the bed to ... arch. the mattress dipped under the alpha's weight, but otherwise ... he was quiet, his hands exploring. as if to emphasize how important this was, his hands solemnly focused on his bottom half, gracefully ignoring his front - not that there would be much use for attention with the cage in place - but still.

naked palm laid flat against an ass cheek & squeezed not-so-gently, but when he pulled away... the other found the same cheek, only this time... leather met skin in frenzy. slap.

... he wouldn't dare.

slap.

mother nature, just tell me what i did? i can fix this.

[flowersondisplay]

the black pauses in the show when a book chapter ends.... cinema like oh my god

[kaftoci]

even if its temporary

[voldheart]

We need more little guy obsessed with his wife pale king NOW

[boobchuy]

I love amphibia I'm really happy it exists

[tass3l]

heartbreaking! this man got attached to a character who is doomed no matter what

[cowabinah]

[jellyvibes710]

Mikey sent krang!Donnie on a mission to bring Japanese soufflé pancakes into the tmnt multiverse. He hopes whoever eats them likes them and brings them joy~

Caution: Donnie might bite

Baby Blue leo would just share all his pancakes with kraang donnie so he wouldn't be hungry on his long adventures of delivering mikeys pancakes

The tmnt multiverse is a big one and he wouldn't want him traveling that hungry haha

He'd definitely eat the strawberries to himself though :]

And the whip..

[purple-the-turtle]

Falin in Luffy’s dressrosa fit!!

bonus under cut +close up

[narugen]

alright buckle up it’s time for me to spread my hoshina/mina agenda

1. mina being unserious as hell with the most serious face when it comes to hoshina (taking a picture of him being upset over losing kaiju #8)

2. “could you be the one to carve the path for me?” she specifically asked him because of his swordsmanship that every elder/senior in his life had dismissed him for citing it was an end of an era. she’s the only one who believed in him after years of being put down by everybody (even his own family)

3. devotion & loyalty & trust - do i even need to say anything they make me go crazy

i can’t add anymore pics so i’ll word dump properly in another post but wow i’m bonkers abt them 😭 something something thank you for choosing me / thank you for being someone i can rely on

[epicfroggz]

so i’m writing a mcu!matt/616!matt crossover fic (excerpt below :>)

As if on cue, we both tilt our heads at the same angle—because of course we do—and come to the same conclusion. The Spot is gone, for now.

He sighs. “Matt. Can I call you Matt?” Oh, God, there it is. The lawyer voice. I nod, knees weak (definitely due to the bruising and nothing else), and he continues, “Matt. You have a broken nose, you can barely stand, and I probably didn’t help matters when I hit you with this,” he hands me back my billy club as a show of trust, “You’re not going after anyone else tonight. I can’t have you running around my city like this. You’re coming back with me to my place, got it?”

I holster the billy club, sniffling, “Loud and clear.”

“Good. Come on.” A smile tugs at the end of his words.

(there’s some silliness, there’s Lots of angst, and there’s the comfort of someone who experiences the world the way you do… and maybe matt learns to love himself along the way too)

[dailyjevil]

Day 146 of posting Jevil every day

[nono-uwu]

Hameeeeeeeelll

Just a small doodle (and me experimenting with a mostly monochrome color palette(?))

[monkeyislandtwo]

what everrrrrrrr

[zelkam]

tenerife summary 🇪🇸

[moonske]

pour one out for the guy at the anistore who dove headfirst into self sabotaging himself while flirting with me