#gotta keep that edge

[the-punforgiven]

Shoutout to the guy I saw at the comic expo I went to one time who was showing off his incredibly sharp katana by taking a pencil with two fingers and lowering it into the blade and just severing it cleanly in half but then immediately after wiping the sword the fuck down with three different expensive-looking cloths and putting it back in its case with a level of obsessive intensity that made me wonder if he feared his sword would kill him and explode if it remained exposed to the elements for one more nanosecond

Like I'm definitely impressed don't get me wrong, that's a fucking sharp as hell sword but like, at least give us a moment to process it, y'know?

[mochasucculent]

Good time to be reading Higurashi to remind myself I have to keep trying lol

[kc5rings]

Tracen Academy uniform comes with a chastity belt

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

Dress Up Part 4: Secret Preview

Hey all, I know I promised to have Part 4 out today but I ended up being extremely busy this weekend and I apologize. Please accept this preview as an apology 🙏🏻

Warnings for teetering on smut but not quite~

You chuckled just loud enough for him to hear before summoning another portal and jumping through it. You saw Lucifer turn the corner, a wide and almost feral smile spread across his face before the portal closed. You found yourself in his workshop again, just down the hall.

"You know, I'm starting to regret teaching you how to use portals," you heard Lucifer's muffled frustration through the doors. You decided to take it one step further. After all, what's a fun game of chase without a little risk? You kicked off your shoes in an instant and snapped your dress away, letting it fall to the floor and leaving you in nothing but your lacy maroon bra and matching panties. You opened the door to the hallway and poked your head out to see Lucifer standing further down, his back turned towards you as he tried desperately to track you down.

"You're getting colder," you taunted. You watched as Lucifer snapped his head around before closing the door and portaling away once more to the opposite hallway. You heard the doors of his workshop open with an almost sinister laugh following.

"Oh, you little devil," Lucifer hummed as he took notice to your recently discarded clothing. "It almost seems like my little mouse wants to be caught." He wasn't wrong. You heard the sound of a portal being opened. Then silence. When you popped your head around the corner, a cursory glance showed Lucifer was nowhere to be found. Your heart skipped a beat at the thought of not knowing where he had gone, but it excited you none the less. After a few moments, you decided to make your way back to your bedroom as quietly as possible. After carefully opening the door to the nearly pitch black room, you tiptoed over to where you had hidden Lucifer's gift, hoping to use the rope to your advantage.

But there was just one problem; you weren't alone.

"Oh, darling," Lucifer's voice echoed in the darkness, "you should have known better than to venture into the lion's den." A small scream escaped you as your eyes darted everywhere looking for the fallen angel. After only a moment, you spotted his silhouette in the shadows in the corner of the room, his pale yellow eyes illuminated in the blackness. He lunged at you with his teeth barred, forcing you back onto the bed with your hands now pinned on either side of your head. Lucifer had made quick work with his clothes after you had lost track of him as he was now only down to his duck printed briefs that left very little to the imagination. His tail appeared behind him, swishing back and forth excitedly like a predator who had found his prey. You were caught.

You swallowed hard as you gazed up at your capture. "Alright, alright, you win!" You tried to force your arms up in an attempt to escape, but Lucifer's grip held strong. "You know, if you don't let me go, I won't be able to give you your gift."

'Ah, ah, ah," he chastised sweetly, "I won fair and square! Like you said before, we shouldn't spoil the surprise too soon. Or maybe you just want to hear me beg for my reward."

Your face felt hotter and hotter with every passing second, his words flowing straight to your already soaking core. "I-It wouldn't hurt to hear," you admit. "I love when you beg for me."

Lucifer's breath hitched at your teasing as he raised your hands over your head, now gripping your both of your wrists with one hand while the other trailed over the mounds of your breasts, passing over you stomach, and stopping right at the hem of your panties. It took everything in you not to buck up at his delicate touch.

"P-Please, love," he murmured as he leaned down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss, your tongues entangling together as if it was a fight for dominance. "Let me devour you. Your taste is everything I could ever want. I'm addicted to it. To you." His lips found yours again, kissing you like his life depended on it. You felt his lips curl into a smile against your skin as he peppered kisses down your neck and collarbone. "Pretty please?"

Your chest heaved erratically at your husband’s tender display of affection. “Well, h-how can I say no when you’ve asked so nicely.”

[ominousgradient]

Some of you have asked about my Snotlout ABO AU so here is the rundown:

Berk has pretty strict secondary gender roles. As a culture that values strengh above all else, alphas are thought of as inherently superior, while pmega men are an embarrassment. Most of them remain bachelors and live on the fringes of Berks society, only a vew have ever nanaged to become respected nembers of the community.

But after Hiccup, a beta of all people, managed to tame a night fury, things were shaken a bit. Since he has proven himself to be a capable warrior, non-alphas have been acknowledged as suitable heirs and Hiccup has become the first beta eligible to be chief.  Nethertheless social borns remain strict. Most of Berk sees Hiccup as merely an outliar that proves the rule, handwaving away his sex by insisting that he must be an alpha at heart.

However, even amongst Berkians the Jorgensons views on sex are seen as archaic.Their clan prides itself on only producing alpha offspring, claiming to be favored by the gods. They think of omegas as useless eaters and in the past non-alpha infants were secretly disposed of to perserve the familes image.

So when Snotlout is born an omega, Spitelout threatens the midwife and falsifies his sons birth records. He considers killing him outright but doesn’t go through with it for fear that Stoic might grow suspicious, the current chief has never been fond of their clan. If Spitelout is found guilty, Stoic would be eager to make a specatcle of their families shame, Berkians are a jealous lot and many would be happy to see the Jorgenson name be dragged through the mud. He simply cannot allow for that to happen.

So they keep the child and whenever he looks at his son, his poor unfortunate son, somewhere, deep within himself, Spitelout feels something like love for the boy. Maybe not love for him directly, but for the child he could have been.

Yet as Snotlout grows older and fails to meet expectations time and time again, that love fades. He's not just as a failure, but a mark on Spitelout himself. How is it that he is the only Jorgenson to sire an omega? The gods must have it out for them after all, and since he couldn't possibly be at fault Spitelout blames his wife, becoming abusive towards Snotlouts mother as well as his son. He’s not just disappointed in Snotlout, he resents him and he makes sure that Snotlout knows it too. It is deeply shameful to be an omega, nevermind a male omega, and Snotlout must do everything in his power to hide his true nature.

His parents use herbal extracts in an effort to make him smell like an alpha or to at least mask his natural scent. Some people seem suspicious of the unusually small alpha but no one ever says anything. When Snotlout hits puberty he relies on extremely strong supressants, they are detrimental to his health but manage to reduce his heats to only strong cramps and a light fever.

Snotlout comes to resent Hiccup for rising above his station. He is treated like an alpha despite being fundamentally lacking and it makes Snotlout sick with envy. His childhood is a constant performance, alphas are supposed to be loud and mean so he'll me the loudest, meanest viking the archipelago has ever known.

As he matures, moving to the edge and far away from his family, Snotlout relaxes a little. The comstant inner tension is too much so he allows himself to indulge in some non-performative hobbies and gradually lets himself become more vulnerable. Still, Snotlout remains terrified of anyone learning of his true nature and holds deeply conservative views of secondary sex.

Add to this a more recent insecurity: with his stocky build and broad shoulders Snotlout doesn't look like the effete, pretty omega men he has come to meet. He falls short of not just alpha standars but omega ones as well. Why should he come clean and risk his family name, maybe even his life, only to fail to live up to yet another set of standards? He's not even good at veing weak. Though subdued, these feelings reamin persistant and whenever Snotlout catches himself lamenting his lack of omega features he could kick himself.

All his life Snotlout has only ever been attracted to alphas. Sure he flirts with omegas and betas, alphas are supposed to make many romantic conquests after all. But whenever a real alpha shows off Snotlouts can practically hear his own heartbeat. Be it a show of their superior strengh, their intimidating stature or simply the way they manage to easily dominate any conversation, Snotlout is completely smitten. However he has long resigned himself to remaining single. Even though will hurt to eventually see all his friends marry and build families of their own, it's still preferable to being cast out, plus who would even want him anyways.

Now this is where my oc comes in (you can play with this scenario without any ocs too this is just my go-to). She's an alpha prime (a colloquial term for alphas with exeptionally strong traits related to their secondary sex), coming from a culture that, while not equal, is far less prejudiced against omegas than Berk.

(I should add here that to me it doesn’t really make sense that in an abo AU people could definitively smell someones secondary sex. Like yes there would be indicators we baseline humans wouldn't be aware of, the way animals tell others sex is partially based on pheromones, but since everyone has their own scent and we can only guess other peoples sex in real life too, it's not like we get a stats pop-up whenever we meet someone, here characters can only assume this things as well).

Snotlout is smitten, he hits on her and she immediately clocks him as an omega. Sure he doesn’t smell like one but he's tiny and he acts like omega guys do when they try to seem tough so she just assumes and adresses him as such. Snotlout freaks out and she apologizes, thinking that she must have misgendered him but Snotlout is full on panicing so clearly something is very wrong here.

She calms him down and they have a talk, she comes to realise that Snotlout has been living his entire life in fear, hating himself for something she thinks of as perfectly ordinary. Feeling bad for the guy and also a little guilty for almost outing him during their first meeting, she invites Snotlout over to her place so that he can come in contact with some different perspectives. Here Snotlout meets some friends of hers and the two quickly form a bond, becoming a couple not long after. She encourages Snotlout to rethink his notions on sex and though reluctant, he is slowly making progress.

Due to conflict overseas the supply routes for some key ingredient in Snotlouts suppressants dry upand none of the traders have any idea what was actually in the little ticture to begin with. Since he has abused such strong supressants throughout his fornative years, Snotlout has build up a resitance to them. Any meds his gf can provide are of no use to him, they don't make stuff anywhere near that strong where she's from. Snotlouts body isn’t used to going through heat and his longterm intake of harmful substances has weakened it, making his heats unusually strong.

This is Snotlouts nightmare scenario, however it turns out to be not too bad. He has a partner to care for him during heats and his new relationships let him meet plenty of people with radically different views on sex and gender, allowing Snotlout to slowly figure out what being an omega means to him personally

As time goes on Snotlout lowers his guard and eventually comes out to the other riders. their reaction is mixed but overall supportive. Everyone promises not to say anything back home but Hiccup suggested that revealing that one of the dragon riders has been a male omega all along might help push Berk in the right direction. Snotlout however is nowhere near ready to openly present as an omega on Berk and to directly defy his farhers wishes. He drags his feet on returning, since without his suppresants (and after being claimed) his scent has obviously changed, but the eventuality still looms large.

By now Snotlout feels more at ease but he is still plagued by insecurities. Him not fitting the common image of a male omega has become an ever-growing wound to pick at, since he's now dating an alpha that's in high demand. He's jealous of how his girlfriend seems to thrive in her role as an alpha. People always take seriously, she seems to effortlessly command attention and respect wherever she goes. Snotlout has yearned for such treatment all his life so living alongside someone who takes it for granted bothers him. At the same time he still has a warped view of alphas and how they live their lifes. He both resents them for having it easier and looks up to them all the same, putting the other sexes and thereby himself down by comparison

Tldr; Shit's messy but Snotlout is working on it 💕

(The og version of this au is mainly focused on accidental pregancy shenanigans and also a lot more somber in tone but since it more heavily focuses on the relationship between Snotlout and my OC(s) i wanted to lay the groundwork first, might post about that later idk, i'm moreso curious on peoples input on the baseline concept)

[halfbaked00q]

OH YEAH. okay one thing I DO want to talk about from Skyfall. That I think we should be talking about more. is the "he went into the priest hole for TWO (2) DAYS" thing.

I had like. known that was A Thing, but ig didn't see or forgot what it looked like. but the first look at it I was like. whoa. this is.... how do I say. like there's something visceral and primal and primitive about it just being bare rock. and I made a comment about how insane that is, and esp seeing the mine/cave-like rock and the thought of TWO DAYS down there.. that it's sth "like returning to some sort of primordial earthly womb (tomb)"

but then later they showed that the priest hole is NOT just like a bolthole. but a whole-ass tunnel system!!! EXTRA wild! what was Bond doing down there? WHERE exactly was he in the priest hold then? Was he hunkered down in some corner? Was he wandering around the caves like some sort of primordial spectre.

also there's something interesting/cool about it being like. seemed like it was just going to be a bolthole, and then they revealed it was this whole-ass tunnel system. Skyfall has a lot of maze/hidden/hiding symbolism, and there's something interesting about there being this, like. hidden earthly labyrinth at the heart/hearth/underneath Skyfall.

also the idea of baby Bond wandering a stone labyrinth under the very bones of his ancestral home after the death of his parents... and the whole when he came out he wasn't a boy anymore or whatever it was exactly Kincade said.... hmmm......... Minotaur? Minotaur vibes perhaps? I think there is something here- I think there's something to be said about hidden monstrosity/adversity bringing out monstrosity in us, plus the whole nature/nurture question of like, Bond and HIS "nature," was he born brutal or was he made brutal

(by his career, by his forging as a 00 agent, by M's machinations-- speaking of machinations. but okay god the way she. Manages him... I DO think there's a lot of interesting parts throughout the movies but there was a particular moment in Skyfall when she was like. hunt them down. for Ronson. like ggngng that was like. the emotional equivalent of those loop/stick leashes they use to capture stray dogs.... lowering the loop around his neck and tightening... and then once it's tightened she can move him around cuz it's a stick and not just a rope leash, she can literally physically lead him...) (and also the nature/nurture question of Silva's rats thing)

[st-peculiar]

after watching most of the bayverse movies i can confidently say that it was a total shitshow but introduced many cool concepts and ideas to play around with that is very entertaining to think about

[skipar00]

more sketchbook ocs while i work on refs

Natsuki (Tori's mom) on the left tho I'm still working on her side of the story

[zer0point5ive]

sorry kitten, daddy’s just analysing the themes of grief and longing and loss in the saw franchise

[golvio]

Sometimes I wonder if I write Ghirahim too butch or if the fandom is just completely wrong about him.

[offthewall1979]

"He was a baby. He didn't like to fly. He cried." sweet little thing :(

[halfbaked00q]

ngl. I want a Dom Q flavor that is like. a bit of a sadist. like maybe not necessarily a looot of a sadist. but like at least a bit of one. I want him to like. rly bully Bond. and not just in a cute way. like in a genuinely sadistic for his own haha sickos personal, gleeful pleasure kind of way.

this can include for example things like, playing with Bond (handling dick, tweaking his nipples, continuing to finger him or fuck him) after he's come and while he's like still sensitive and like getting into the overstimulated territory about it. also lmao. ...habe to admit. I found many of @/doll-tamer's posts very like. "ooh what if this for a specific flavor of Dom Q & sub Bond 👀👀👀... 👁👅👁." some examples that uhhh yeah I do gotta admit had me thinking... quite a few thots... (some of them are wow that would be gr8 to see... I want all of this but 00q.... and lowkey a couple are me going "....yea this is kind of Bond-core...." or like this is the-flavor-of-Dom-Q-Im-going-for-here-core....)

to be fair to me tho!!!!!!! I know Im not the only one cuz some of these DO in fact bear similarities to things I have seen in fic!!! So yes this is about me and myyy haha sickos personal tastes. But also I Know it also is Our tastes!!!

But also I want this specific flavorr and also.. if I could get like five more of these little blonde bitches dot meme.........

[jayparked]

AH WHY WOULD YOU POST THAT PARAGRAPH OF JAY’S (AND HOON’S TOO???) ?????? i’m actually dying you don’t understand IM OVULATING RN I CANT HANDLE THIS 😭😭😭

i've been a lil too quiet so i needed to drop some chaos 😼

[rafesbuzzcutseason]

*when they’re cute and happy but there’s still eight chapters left*

jk i really really hope you’re joking and they’ll be eight chapters of pure happiness, love and smut perhaps

HAHAHA well 1) they’ll be more then 8 more chapters that was just to keep the master list clean 2) what would a fic be without its drama🫣🫣🫣

[bonestrouslingbones]

now realizing that i haven't seen an edgepuff fic any longer than a oneshot since fucking. 2022. and not even a oneshot since 2023. god.

[i-aint-nothin-but-a-nasty-dog]

It is none of my business if my work has fewer stitches than I started with <3 like yes queen we love all shapes and sizes here