#he is such a sweetie

[charlixcxashtray]

all = dawgs, caretakers = at the crib

[99tech99]

there is this guy who works at the taco shop by my house and he is sooooo fine (like antonio bandaras but also the eyes and smile of joseph gordon levitt and the voice of diego luna) and he always says “have a beautiful day” and i just mellltttt

🤤🥰

[nachtwandeling]

omgg i introduced my bf to prosecco and now he is CRAZY about prosecco like he gets it for every little opportunity

[mushiewrites]

Lee Sapnap hmmmm~

You’ve summoned me Mushie

Okay he’s ribs are a death spot but especially if you drill the ones under his arms. He squeals at that.

He doesn’t really fight back but he curls up and kicks his legs which is cute.

He tries his best to not laughter so catching him by surprise or teasing him is your best bet to hear those giggles.

Sapnap is the one who usually gets tickled in the house, Dream and George would team up on him cause he’s the smallest and he’s also a brat sometimes (George is the biggest brat tho).

Sometimes Dream gets them both if they are fighting like kids again.

I got more but I don’t want this to be too long so have fun with these for now :>

YESSSSS I LOVE SUMMONING PEOPLE FOR LEE!SAP!!!!!!!!!!! 🔥😈

I 1000000% agree that the top two ribs on sapnap are absolute torture for him. saps ribs in general are really sensitive, but his armpits and the two top ribs are what really set him off in terms of that area. (he also has thighs, hips, ankles + feet for death spots!!!) anyone that goes to get him there either get wrecked themselves bc sap gets adrenaline so hard that he overpowers the other person, or they get their hands stuck under saps arms, free to tk and tk and tk until he can’t take it or he lets their hands out (spoiler alert: sap can never lift his arms to let anyone out)

I think that when sap is first getting into a tk fight or first getting tks, he does attempt to fight back. but if someone catches him off guard or they get him in a good spot he kind of just becomes this useless pile of squirms, kicks and giggles. he writhes and shivers and trembles and squirms and kicks with all his might to try and get rid of the tkly energy, and he slaps his fists against the ground, but he will almost never fight back when he’s being tkled that badly 🫠

I was speaking to cal today about how sapnap would try and hold in his laughter SO MUCH, and the ler (i’ll use karl) would just find it both hilarious and adorable. hilarious, because watching sapnap pretend to have composure while having his ribs tweaked is the funniest joke karl’s ever heard, and adorable for the same reasons. sapnap knows karl is going easy on him so that he can have a false sense of security, but it still catches him off guard when karl goes from poking around his ribs to kneading between his hip bones. that makes sapnap scream and fall into a fit of loud laughter, and karl just teases him about how hard he tried but how “the tk monster always gets the laughs out”

weirdly enough i feel like sapnap is the one who gets tkled the most too???? because he IS so small, and he IS a brat (and ur correct george is the king of the brats we all know that for sure), and sap is just so tkly everywhere that george and dream can’t help but target him any chance they can get. it’s just a bonus for the two that sapnap has the cutest reactions

I AGREE 100000000000000000% THAT DREAM GETS THEM BOTH IF THEYRE FIGHTING OR ANNOYING HIM!!!!!!! after the first few times sapnap and george are kind of conditioned to see the warning signs, so if they’re all in the living room, george and sapnap arguing over something ridiculous again and one of them sees dreams fingers start twitching, they stop almost immediately, tapping the other person to signal for them to stop just so dream doesn’t wreck them. sometimes dream still does, even if they stop, just because he wants to and he can 😎 (also: if sap or george are feeling lee or feeling like they want the other person to get wrecked, they’ll continue arguing or being annoying even if the other person stops to get them both tkled anyway ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

[bergoozter]

[batbabydamian]

runaway robin

Detective Comics #1031, Robin (2021) Tournament Outfit, Detective Comics #1033

[rizlowwritessortof]

I love this! And I love him. So damn much.

Also, I really want to hear that story about you and your sister 😂

Can I submit a prompt? Dean x reader dancing in the bunker

Characters: Dean + teenaged OFC

Words: 700

Tags: general, one f-bomb bc Dean, FEELINGS

Author’s note: The song used here is “Tainted Love” by Soft Cell. It was one of my favorite songs as a kid in the 80s, and I have a very long, hilarious story about my sister and I getting grounded because of it - for another day.

Dean is grinning ear to ear as he watches her dance around the library. She’s putting books and things away, dusting. She says that this is the way her mom taught her to clean and he isn’t going to question it.

“Baby, baby,” she sings, twirling the duster. “Where did our love go?”

She’s just a kid – 17 or 18 – he can’t remember, but it doesn’t matter. He just likes seeing her happy, youthful, care-fucking-free every now and then.

The song ends and the same one starts before he can say a word. It’s only slightly different, but her whole mood shifts. She grins wide and a giggle bubbles from her chest.

He knows this song. It’s an 80s song. He remembers it from the radio. His dad used to make fun of it, but Dean loved it. He’d sing along whenever John wasn’t around.

He starts to hum as he moves into the room with an armload of books of his own.

“Dean,” she gasps as she turns to face him. Then she rushes across the room and grabs the remote control to turn down the volume on the sound system.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he says, shelving a few volumes, bobbing his head as she watches him curiously. “Soft Cell, huh? Aren’t they a little old for you?”

Her face falls slightly. “They were one of my mom’s favorites – this song – she had like 12 versions of it,” she huffs a laugh and rolls her eyes.

“Ahh, remixes,” Dean says, turning to face her once he’s done putting his books away. “So many different ways to hear one song.” He smiles.

This girl – she’s young enough to be his daughter. He tries not to treat her like a child, but it’s hard. She’s a hunter now, as he was when he was her age and for very similar reasons.

“You got a favorite?” he asks, and her face lights up.

“I mean,” she starts with a faraway smile. “The original is probably my favorite. That was the one-” She pauses and bites her lip, and her eyes fill with tears.

Dean’s fast on his feet, though.

He reaches for her hand and pulls her into a pose to dance, and she gasps again. He does the few swing moves he learned from that waitress in Duluth, tries not to think about the other things he learned from that waitress in Duluth, and suddenly the little girl in his arms is smiling again.

Then he’s singing, twirling her in circles, and she’s giggling. She joins the sing-along until they’re both just bopping around the library, Dean intermittently, taking her hand to spin or dip her. She’s breathless, cheeks flushed. She looks just like he thinks she probably did the first time her mom introduced her to this song.

Suddenly the music is fading and Sam’s in the doorway with that dirty diaper look on his face.

Dean sighs, spinning her one last time and letting her float around on a high. “What’s up?” he asks his brother.

“Sorry,” Sam apologizes. He knows how Dean feels about the girl – how they all feel, especially since they lost Maggie. “Caught a case and it’s kind of a 911.” He really does look regretful.

“Okay,” Dean says before turning back to the teenager as she refastens her ponytail, looking ready for business. “You know what?” he asks her.

“What?” she asks, shifting her weight and catching her breath.

“This library is a fu-” he stops himself, clears his throat. “It’s kind of a mess, right?”

She pulls a face and nods in agreement.

“Yeah,” he looks around the room. “Would you, uh… would you mind using the rest of your remixes to finish up here?”

She stares at him for a minute, tears threatening to well once again, then she nods. “Yeah,” she answers. “I mean, no, I wouldn’t mind.” She smiles.

Dean nods once then raps his knuckles on one of the tables before turning to leave the library. As he and Sam walk toward the dorms to pack their bags, they hear the music ramp up again, and Dean’s heart swells.

Please don’t leave without letting me know what you think.

[gaybuckybarnesss]

BILLY HOWLE MotherFatherSon 1.01

[bastart13]

Hazbin Hotel is a mess, pacing-wise, but I missed a good animated musical with just the Worst People so here are some of my Worsties :D

[tired-biscuit]

i want to ride yuuji so bad and then start crying cause he’s so thick and big and then have his strong arms wrap around me and then he starts thrusting up and we’re both drooling and moaning that would be a dream

18+ MDNI, fem!reader // cw: good girl, good girl, GOOD GIRL!

he’s cooing at you while caressing your cheeks and wiping your tears away, and it’s all so goddamn sweet that it outright hurts; in a good way, though.

always in a good way when it’s with him.

especially because he does it so effortlessly? being kind is like second nature to someone like yuuji and it’s hard not to melt into a puddle of gooey emotions and spill even more tears when he’s looking up at you with hearts in his warm honey-coloured eyes and there’s this prominently lovestruck look on his face that makes him look even dumber than he already is.

but he’s also cute, awfully so. his hair is an absolute mess, his lips are in the colour of dark pink from all the kissing, his cheeks are flushed, and his skin burns so hot that he’s sweating like crazy underneath the thick hoodie that he’s still got on. you’ve been in such a rush to get him inside you that you’re both still completely dressed, aside from the bits of clothing that have been tugged down and pushed to the side in order to make the entire thing easier for you, of course.

however, having all these layers on is simply excruciating. the heat makes him pant and causes his chest to heave in a faster rhythm than normal; and all those breaths make it somewhat hard to get all the praise that he feels for you out of his system.

but yuuji is no quitter. so he swallows the runny saliva that keeps on gathering in his mouth between sentences and threatens to spill past the corner of his lips. it’s audible and it makes his adam’s apple bob in his throat, and yet he still manages to thank you in hushed, trembling whispers and broken grunts and moans.

he thanks you for being such a good girlfriend; for being so willing to give it a chance when it comes to riding him and taking him in all the way, despite the fact that it’s only been a couple of days since he’s taken your virginity and your most sensitive parts are still sore and tender from all the gentle pounding — but pounding nevertheless — he had done after getting his first taste.

you feel heat sear your face as you listen to the jumble of gratitude he’s putting before you and look at him from underneath your lashes, trying to not pay mind how tears still cling to them as stubbornly as ever.

this entire thing has not gone the way you’ve imagined it to go at all and it’s frustrating as hell. and how couldn’t it be? i mean, you’ve known how big he is, have known how it feels to have him inside you, but jesus fucking christ, this position is nowhere as easy as missionary had been — and even then you’d struggled a great deal.

because now, you’re the one who has to do all the work while he sits there, looking pretty, sometimes eyeing how your arousal glistens on his pubic hair, even though your clit hasn’t come anywhere near to kissing the spot from how much of a hard time you’re having when it comes to sitting on his dick entirely.

if only you could just—

“hey,” he says the word with such care as he cups your cheek that it sends butterflies twirling in your belly. his hand is just so big, it urges you to pet yourself against it like a little kitty. “you okay?” yet another look that’s brimming with concern is thrown your way. “we don’t have to do this if it’s too much, you know… just tell me.”

“did you really mean all that?” you mumble the exact moment his hands reach for your hips, clearly aiming to manhandle you into a position that you’d be able to endure a bit better.

“mean what?” he asks, glancing downwards just for a second as your hands stop his own. his cock twitches in response — he’s always been such a sucker for hand holding and this time is no exception. when your fingers intertwine, his heart sings in answer.

“that i’m a good girl?” the eye contact that you initiate in return is determined instead of anxious all of a sudden and it makes his pupils visibly dilate right in front of you.

it seems like you’re no quitter either.

“‘course i did,” yuuji replies in a heartbeat, cherishing how you squeeze around him whenever he gives you his approval, his praise. “you’re such a good girl, my good girl, the goodest girl to ever walk the good girl planet... they should make you mayor of goodie town.”

you giggle at that and his smile quivers with pleasure from how it makes your pussy tighten even more. he’s doing everything he can not to grab you, press you against his chest and just follow instinct and start slamming away.

maybe next time… maybe you’ll be ready for it next time.

“you’re so silly,” you whisper, leaning in to kiss him again, though this time on the forehead. his skin tastes salty, and while it may be wrong, knowing that you’re not the only one that’s having a hard time right now makes you feel just a little bit calmer.

unbeknownst to you, the fact that you’re more relaxed allows you to take yet another inch of him inside you. your muscles slacken and his fat cockhead drags against your walls as a result, slipping and pushing in, in, in. the ring of cloudy white slick forms just a little below the lower half of his cock now, stretching you further and making your tummy feel hot and tingly.

it’s definitely progress.

and it makes poor yuuji moan straight into your mouth.

[lazybakerart]

i love how house graduated from ruining wilson's marriages by taking up all his attention and time to ruining wilson's single love life by pretending they're both gay and in a committed relationship. no more denial. they're Gay. they love chorus line. house knows a louis vuitton heel when he sees one. they own a condo together. dr. and dr. homosexuals.

[spirit-doll]

This is my gummy >:)

(my reference)

[dragengyrr]

Local man suffers from too much affection.

[hinamie]

hina... have you ever drawn nanami & yuji. pls i need to see them. my reluctant mentor and ray of sunshine. maybe eating together after a mission

cleaned up this request doodle from a while ago <3

[ludinusdaleth]

the thelyss brothers

-Critical Role Campaign 3, Episode 113, "Assault on the Malleus Key"

[penbensie]

WHAT UP PHANDOM 👻👻👻

I AM EXPERIENCING PHANTOM BRAINROT AGAIN