#goth dilf

[v4mp1res3verywhere]

Waiting for the inevitable surge of dilf! Morpheus fics

[artnijna]

I haven't gotten to the romance scenes yet for Emmrich but I want him and my Rook Seidhir to be so obsessed with each other it's in Addams family levels of devotion. So here's them in a heated make out session post battle when they get back to the LightHouse.

[xd-m1a]

Did anyone else just download this app for fanfics and not know how to use this app. Because I BARELY know how to use this app and I just found out like 2 weeks ago that I can yap on here and people like me will agree LMFAO.

[nanaminokanojo]

Me, made a widow once again by Gege:

Sukuna...😭💕

[bisexualalistairtheirin]

Search history on October 31st 00:01:

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[halfling-myth-lady]

How tf have I ricocheted into two Greek mythology fandoms that have no business being this good while still unfinished that I have also joined in the most convenient time plausible.

[adharafirenze]

God I’m going to jail… these are very… self indulgent lol <3 anyway, I got these from his music video for his song petals!! enjoy!!

[moongothic]

When people treat Mihawk as Perona's "adoptive goth father" when that's literally and canonically Moria

[cool-island-songs]

gifs courtesy of @phantomchill!

[littleminipop5]

Goth truman, goth truman, goth truman

Fanart for @how-good-day goth truman, I love it so much fr

[whos-hotter-jjba]

Hottest JoJo Character Bracket - Match 1-11

[antiivarook]

live footage of me trying not to just constantly make gifs of kiran and emmrich to have little whimsical posts with cute song lyrics

[sophiethewitch1]

i think the reason i could never write bruce is just. bitch if MY kid got murdered you would not be able to stop me. id never ever ever let it go. and then when he comes back not to treasure him as the miracle he is??? bitch ass motherfucker is not loyal and that is unforgivable to me. TREAT YOUR REVENANT SON WITH MORE COMPASSION MY GOD

[alumirp]

Angel of Death and her God

a story about a fem!law whose city was never destroyed. Her father found the cure for the amber lead syndrome and everything is okay. But instead of just being a doc like her dad,  it turns out she becomes a nun in the church where that one sister is also a nun. She stills knows a lot about medicine and helps the nuns with their health and also the kids in the school or in the church orphanage. She's living well and peacefully. Flevance is a rich island, her family is doing well and everything seems to be perfect. Until, of course, some pirates pop outta nowhere and attack the convent and kidnap some nuns bc ofc they do, they are pirates, right? So when the navy just doesn't even try to get them back, Law takes the matter in her own hands and goes to the sea on a stolen ship, ready to track the pirates and get the nuns back home safely. She goes island to island looking for them and collecting information about this crew and discovers that they are actually just a part of the Donquixote Crew, who's famous for selling slaves. Guessing what end those nuns can have if she's not fast enough, Law starts to target all of the members of the Donquixote she can find, searching for someone that can tell her where they took her friends. At some point she finds a group of them who are transporting something that seems important so she obviously has to steal. Is the ope ope no mi and she is fast to eat it; it is a powerful and very useful akuma no mi that she can use very well. The news about her spread quickly, it's not everyday that you see a nun with a big ass sword (dont ask me when she gets it) dismembering people while alive and targeting one of the most powerful crews in the seas. She gets the name of ‘Sister Death’ and since she has no crew or jolly roger, the navy think she's just a bounty hunter or just some crazy woman, so they actually don't pay attention to what she does and leave her alone. Some months later she found her way to the Grandline, heading to Sabaody, seeking the nuns in that one auction house. Its when she stumbles with him, the devil himself incarnates as a god in a man’s body, pirate king Monkey D Luffy, the man that can be her salvation just as much as he can be her danation.

[theglidingbat]

Gonna start refering Bruce as #Ghostmaker's twink ex" from now on

[phantomskeep]

Putting the "Fun" Back in "Funeral" Excerpts Pt. 1

okay yes I am impatient and I kind of want feedback on this idea, so have some excerpts from the Dead on Main fic I'm writing! \o/ (also I have no idea how to format things LOL). There is a very, VERY large timeskip between E1 and E2, btw. Criticisms and opinions are very welcomed!

Warning for small bits of violence in E1, and for mention of blood in E2 as well as a suggestive ending ;)

------- Excerpt One -------

Danny sometimes wishes he could travel through time. Don’t get him wrong! He knows the danger of messing up the time stream (Dan, Desiree, and Clockwork all taught him that much) but there are still times when he’ll sit on top of a building, staring at the stars, wondering what he would change given half the chance.

Currently, however, he was debating on his life choices while not on a rooftop.

White gloved hands shakily grasped broken concrete, slowly lifting his broken body out of the crater in the middle of some random street. The latest ghost who decided to try their hand at using Danny as a punching bag was one that he hadn’t encountered before. His usual roster of ghostly enemies still came by, of course. Ember, Skulker, Lunch Lady, Johnny 13, Kitty and Box Ghost at least visited Amity Park once a week, if not more. However, the ghostly entity that Danny was currently facing? He had never seen them before.

As Danny raised himself out of his impromptu resting place he considered the being before him. Dark, void black skin and fur greeted him. The ghost’s face was an odd cross between a horse’s and dogs - long, block-shaped snout with a mouth reaching right up to under their dark red eyes. Pointed ears flicked wildly back and forth between a long mane that reached just up until the collar of the ghost’s thick golden necklace. The ghost’s choice of clothes baffled the white-haired ghost greatly, black dress shirt and (oddly enough) bright golden skinny jeans? Really? Who died and thought that was a good fashion choice?

Yeah, Danny was just as confused.

The other ghost looked down at the young halfa, “I cannot fathom how you are the one Hotep described to me.” He sneered, clearly mocking Danny. “The great Akuris will easily defeat such a pathetic child.”

Danny gasped, mock-offended. “Well, Mr. Fursuit, I will have you know that at least I don’t dress like an accountant in the middle of a mid-life crisis.” He smirked before resting a soul-piercing green glare at the larger ghost floating above where Danny stood. “Or would it be mid-afterlife crisis?”

With that, Danny leapt back into action. He swung a powerful punch directly into Akuris’s long muzzle causing the dark ghost to be pushed back. Amity Park’s ghostly hero did not relent on his assault, though. Danny followed the other ghost’s backwards momentum to bodily slam into his opponent’s soft belly in a move he often saw Dash pull during his football practices. The twenty year old halfa quickly grabbed the Fenton thermos off of his belt loop, taking the opportunity to finally capture the winded ghost.

A great sigh left Danny’s body as he hovered in the air, surveying the damage leftover from the fight between the two. It was well around two in the morning, judging by the placement of the twinkling stars. Today was the day of his coronation - exactly five years after he defeated Pariah Dark.

Originally, Danny was told he was technically king of the Ghost Zone in the aftermath of the battle. The young ghost had argued with the mysterious time-themed ghost named Clockwork who appeared. Danny was successfully able to get a five-year grace period of kingly procrastination.

Since then, Danny had grown up a little bit. He defeated his alternate evil self, discovered new powers, traveled through time on Clockwork’s request, graduated highschool, took a gap year to focus solely on fighting ghosts, and successfully never let his parents or the world know about his ghostly half. All in all, Danny considered it a successful five years.

All good things must come to an end, though. The half ghost kept staring dejectedly at the stars so far away. He knew that even though he probably *should* tell his parents what was going on, the fear of everything going wrong lurked in the back of his mind. After the events of Dan, the young man pulled away from his parents bit by bit. It was grief that drove Danny to rip out the most vulnerable parts of himself, after all. If he had nothing to grieve about then he would never be pushed into doing something as drastic like destroying the world, right?

Jazz disagreed very heavily with his mentality, but he was fine with that.

Another sigh left the poor halfa’s body and he re-hooked the Fenton Thermos to his beltloop. He might as well go back home to continue to lick his wounds before Danny had to, unfortunately, be crowned king. What a shitty Tuesday.

------- Excerpt Two -------

A delightful aroma wafted through the late morning air, easily slipping between the weak rays of sunlight filtered through the windows. Jason slowly blinked as he shuffled his way out of bed, slightly wincing when his bruised leg hit the time-worn wooden floors. He still hadn’t fully recovered from the latest fight with Scarecrow – something Danny certainly wasn’t letting him forget. Thinking of the ghostly man, Jason glanced over to the other side of their shared bed only to see the sheets rumpled but obviously used. With a small sigh, Jason pushed himself off his mattress and started his sleepy trek into the apartment’s kitchen.

The sight of a smaller, pale man with his exposed back to Jason was always something the man longed to see. The first time Danny was relaxed and comfortable enough around Jason’s home (and by extension, Jason himself) to make the pair breakfast had rapidly become one of the man’s most favorite memories. It made the middle of his chest hum with feelings of pride-safe-I-did-that-yes-home-safe. Of course, seeing his boyfriend only in space-themed boxers was something Jason loved for another reason, as well.

Danny let out a small laugh, pushing back against the strong chest bracing him. “Jason,” he whined, dragging out the man’s name. The other man just hummed and dropped his chin on top of Danny’s head. Large arms wrapped securely around the younger man’s torso and waist, Jason’s steady breaths moving Danny’s smaller body as the Crime Lord hugged his lover from behind.

“Yes?” The taller man asked.

Danny half-turned his head to look into Jason’s similar crystal blue eyes. “If you keep this up the pancakes are going to end up burnt,” he warned half-heartedly.

A deep chuckle shook the smaller man’s body and Danny couldn’t help but purr contently at the feeling. Jason always made the younger feel so safe. Even when he came back to their shitty little apartment deep into the heart of Crime Alley covered in blood, or when the Pit Rage got the better of Jason so early into their relationship. Jason, to Danny, felt so much like home sometimes it physically hurt.

“What if,” Jason said slyly, blue eyes-half lidded with promise. He leaned closer onto Danny’s body, his mouth ghosting across a pointed ear. “I wanted something different for breakfast instead?”

Danny gasped as Jason finally captured his lips in a kiss. Calloused, practiced hands ran over cold cheeks and through soft hair. The half-ghost ran one hand along the stove’s counter, finding the dial to turn off the stove quickly. The man turned around in the comforting embrace before fully facing Jason.

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aaaand yeah that's it! I'm slowly finishing up chapter one and I'm hoping to get it posted this weekend ^-^