#he needs to stahp

[thedevildeer]

@kanronotatsu I love his gremlin laugh too. He’s such a cutie 💖💖💖

What do you mean what he is doing there

[memes-in-a-half-shell]

"There's only one vote that counts in this family: MINE."

I cannot stress enough how everytime I hear Leo say that line in the OotS movie, I feel my body tense and I just want to say "BITCH"

gosh the emotions in that scene are good.

Me to Leo:

[modernmanblues]

JONESY JONESY JONESY JONESY jonsey jOnseEASJDJDKDJDJSJJSFJD TY FOr saving me from depression i love you i love i love you MWAHHHHH 😘💋

[daily-leon]

omg that last post i need a series of Leon being tiny, he's just making little squeaks like "what the HELL is going on?! STAHP THAT" as reader/pov is babying him "this tiny thing must be protected and his hair petted"

Alright, I've gotten quite a few asks akin to this one, and while I guess they're cute and all, that last one was already as far as I am willing to push it— As I do not intend to woobify Leon, so to speak

[helluva-hazbins]

@silverwingborn

The slight amusememt remained written on his face while his eyes swept up and down along with every gesture she'd made, each one it's own tell. It was fun being right. He moved his cane, waving and pointing it's apple topped tip at her. "Ahhh, ah, ah, you see there?" He gave in to a giggle. "Gave yourself away there. Now I know you fear being judged by others. See how that works~?"

“Conditioned?! I’m no damn dog. I choose to conceal my heritage for my own betterment.”

Silver scoffed, folding her arms tightly across her chest. His words confused her, a full 180 from what she’s always been advised. Conditioned. No! She refused to believe it. He was just ruffling her feathers, figuratively. The Nephil’s wings were retracted and hidden, emphasizing the concealment and shame of her real self. Her nose wrinkled at his sing-song banter, silver eyes narrowing.

“And who are you to judge me?”

[mariamakeslemons]

Kinktober 2024: Day 23 Degradation/Breeding

Warning: Reader is female, a bit of bad Sub/Dom etiquette that is quickly rectified, Assuming making asses of people, hurt/comfort, Reader is basically a saint for dealing with these possessive idiots

You blink blearily at the ceiling, trying to parse out how you ended up like this. Simon fucking into you harshly, after a rough prep by John, and silent treatment from Kyle and Johnny. At least, until Simon speaks up with a snarl.

“Fuckin’ take it,” Simon growls, the hard look he had replaced with a more familiar hunger. His words, however, are definitely not as he snaps, “Shtupid ‘ore, spreadin’ y’r legs f’r any bastard.”

“Don’t break her,” John orders, his tone cold for the first time ever, “Needs t’ take all o’ us, get fat with our babies. Might keep the dumb cunt from spreading 'er legs.”

“Anyone’ll do, right, slag?” Kyle coos mockingly, meanly pinching your nipple and making you tear up. Johnny sits back and stares, still and silent in a way that distresses you more than the other’s cruel words.

“Wh-what?” you manage to choke out, confused. All you did recently was direct a Texan to the local shops, but you always point people to the shops. The group with him had unnerved you, but you wouldn’t avoid someone just looking for directions.

“Lookin’ at others isn’t what good girls do,” John explains slowly, like you’re a child. You eyes water, even as Simon fucks into you.

“Wha-what did I do?” you ask. The men, your boyfriends, scoff and the confused hurt breaks out. You start hitting Simon, actually trying to get away as tears start to spill down your face.

“No,” you choke out, “No no nononono.” Simon tries to drag you back with a scowl, only for you to scratch at him and scream, “RED RED RED!!!!” Everything stops, Simon pulling out of you like he’s been burned as John and Kyle’s face drop. You sob and curl up on yourself, stuck between wanting them to hug you and wanting them as far away from you as possible.

“Wh-why are y-you being so mean?” you choke out, “What d-did I do?” Johnny is on you, pulling you into his lap and shushing you softly.

“Stahp an’ breathe, Bonnie,” he soothes, “Cannae understan’ yeh ‘f yer chokin’ oan tears.” You sob harder, pressing your face into Soap’s chest, trying to hide away from the other three. The tears won’t stop and you don’t know why they’re angry and you’re sorry and and and…

“Oh, Sweetheart. You really don’t know?” John asks softly, by your side. Sniffling, you reluctantly turn your head to look at him, shaking your head before burying your face into Johnny’s shoulder.

“Fuck,” Simon croaks out, sounding wrecked. Again, you turn your head to see him staring at you in horror. He reaches toward you, only to stop and slump, obviously distressed, “‘M sorry, Lovie. Shit, ‘m so fuckin’ sorry.”

“Why?” you mumble, turning to look at them.

“Th’ man you were talkin’ to,” John explains, “is a right bastard that we’ve had t’ work with in th’ past. We thought you knew an’ was talkin’ t’ ‘im t’ make us jealous. We’re so sorry, Love.” You sniffle again, blinking as you try to run through the people they’ve called right bastards.

The only one that comes to mind is a Graves. Some American that nearly killed your boyfriends before you met them. He’s Texan and blond and—oh.

“I didn’t know that was him!” you exclaim, turning out of Johnny’s arms to plead your case. Johnny pulls you back and shushes you again, nuzzling at your head and murmuring Gaelic soothingly.

“We know that now, Love,” Kyle assures you, shuffling forward to clasp your hand, “We’re so sorry for jumping t’ conclusions, and ‘specially sorry f’r callin’ you all those mean names. We know y’r a good girl.”

“Th’ best girl,” Simon cuts in, still keeping his distance while looking completely remorseful, “Too fuckin’ good f’r us.” You frown, realizing this was a huge misunderstanding, one that they were going to treat like a scene. Slowly, you crawl out of Johnny’s arms to wrap your arms around Simon in a hug, scratching at his scalp when he tenses.

“It’s okay,” you declare, sniffing a little as your tears finish falling, “Just need to communicate more.” Simon shivers before wrapping his arms around you, pulling you in for a proper hug. John huffs and Kyle nods in agreement.

“Tha’s righ’!” Johnny declares, “So, le’s set up th’ telly an’ yeh pick th’ movie! Have a home date!” You smile and nod, nuzzling into Simon’s head, before you pause and bite your lip.

“And, um,” you hesitate. They turn to you curiously, Simon even lifting his head to look at you. Squirming a little, you mumble out, “I wouldn’t be opposed t’ being bred.”

The room descends into silence, a long drawn out pause as they stare at you.

“Steamin’ Jesus, hen,” Johnny breaks it, “Yeh cannae jus’ say shite like tha’.”

“I need t’ use the bathroom,” Kyle declares, scrambling up. Not fast enough for you to miss his erection, letting you know exactly why he’s going to the bathroom. John has a far away look on his face, one he usually gets when you bring him to the park for a date and he sees a family with a child. Simon keens and buries his face into your shoulder, gripping you tightly.

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“Ah, Price! Good to see ya,” Graves cheerfully greets, a mocking edge to his voice.

“Graves,” Price replies with a professional nod, his anger simmering. To know this bastard nearly led him and the boys to hurt you, all over a misunderstanding, still infuriates him. Neither you nor Graves knew who the other was, you were just being your sweet self and directing a tourist to the shops. Honestly, the fact you forgave them is a miracle that he and the boys don’t feel like they deserve. Then, you had to be a fucking Saint, agreeing to get pregnant with one of their children. But, the knowledge that Graves spoke to you still infuriates him.

“What are you doing here?” Price asks instead.

“Well, last time I was here, there was a sweet little treat that pointed me to the convenience store,” Graves answers, “Wanted to see if I had a chance to take her out.” Price grits his teeth, more than ready to snarl at the Texan, when a slight hand wraps around his arm.

“John, there you are,” you huff, pouting up at him while rubbing your protruding stomach, “C’mon. Kyle said he’ll get a tiramisu if we don’t pick up the cookie cake for Johnny’s birthday.”

“We don’ need him hyper off coffee,” Price immediately agrees, recalling last week when Soap had done just that. The only good thing to come from that afternoon had been your hormones finding Soap’s mischief delightful. Ghost is still trying to find all the skeleton clothes that had been died pink.

“Oh, uh,” Graves clears his throat awkwardly, his eyes resting on your stomach. You glance at him before turning your attention back to Price.

“Let’s go,” you urge, gently tugging Price’s arm, the dismissal obvious. Price chuckles and presses a kiss to your head.

“As you wish, Love,” he agrees, looking up at Graves to give another nod and saying, “Have a nice day, Graves.”

“Ah, you too,” the Texan chokes out. You ignore him, pulling at Price to head to the bakery down the street. Price is tempted to kiss you, but you’ve been touchy about PDA this past month. Instead, he lifts your hand to press a kiss to your knuckles, before laying it back on his arm, picking up the pace to lead you to the bakery. He and the rest of the 141 will never assume you’re flirting with others without checking with you, that they swore. And they know, you won’t look at anyone else.

[gabrielsbubblegumbitch]

Your blog is my favorite, I'm obsessed, no one does it like you when it comes to voxval 💕 Thank you for your service!

Can I ask your opinion, what do you think the day to day life is like between the Vees, how much are they really interacting in a day?

💕

Omg stahp it or my grandiosity will skyrocket asdfsga But honestly, thank you, it means the world to me that you like it.

So, I think the Vees are besties, business partners, and kinda roommates. They're all big personalities, and I believe each of them needs their space, so they each own separate apartments in the tower but also share a big common space. They enjoy each other's company and often just vibe together when they have time because they're all extroverts, but they don't really like people outside of their mean girls' club. At least once a week, they have a mandatory meeting to exchange gossip and informal updates about each other's lives. Oh, they also love having sleepovers, either all three together or in pairs.

Valentino and Velvette do skincare together, paint their nails, design outfits, and talk about fashion, sex, art, and causing mayhem in society. Vox and Velvette discuss creating content, boosting engagement, business strategies, complain about Valentino, and plot to take down Carmilla. Vox and Valentino have kinky sex and fantasize about taking over the world and murdering people.

They're not exactly a super wholesome, healthy found family, but they're doing their best? Being all egotistical maniacs, they find it hard to care in the traditional sense of the word. But they sometimes order food or coffee for each other, check on each other during rough times, and buy silly gifts.

Also, we know that Vox is kind of the leader of the group, and you probably know that I headcanon him as having strong bipolar tendencies. So, I believe that when he goes into a depressive episode, the rest seriously take care of him. Velvette looks after his business, covers for him during meetings, and takes control of his social media to fabricate some story about vacations, while Valentino tries to comfort him and sometimes offers appropriate pharmacotherapy.

Also I've just posted a bunch of silly Vees headcanons so you can check it because it includes some stuff I'd also put here.

[quitealotofsodapop]

With all the bs and teasing being thrown around this doesn't seem like a fight that would end in Macaque's Death but rather Mac being unintentionally flattered/flustered enough to be talked down if Wukong decides to turn the tables and start complaining about missining him only for macaque to show up and be a little shit about it. I love that the pokemon that looks most like the other is their most spoilt on the team. You didn't say it, but I imagine it's mutual. Peachy is a beloved brat if the back talk implies anything. I can also imagine Macaque trying to call Moon back and the fox is just like "No??? This guy treats me the way you treat peachy! It's pretty sweet over here!" Wukong sees the out of place fox in Mac's arms and looks up at him smug "Peachy?" "No." "You call him Peachy, Moonflower?" "Irrelevant!" "Hey, Peachy, you don't mind if we switch places for a bit, do you?" "Not at all, mama needs to get laid" *tries to jump out of Mac's arms but he scrambles and holds on tighter like he's a shield from the sudden flirting, stuffed animal style* "OH my gods, STAHP!!!!"

Zhu bajie, for once, is happy to watch silently with the others, this is the best(non-life threatening) entertainment they've had in months. Even if he wants to laugh and cry at the same time, Big Brother sucks at flirting if this is as familiar to them as it looks, but it's WORKING. Why does Monkey get to (terribly)flirt, but Bajie had to give up his marriage?! That's not fair!

- @fruit-fight

Prev.

To further twist the knife, Zorua canonically transform into little kids, so they 100% could turn into little humanoid demons like they're the Shadowpeach's children.

The two Zorua kits are yipping at each other like siblings playing favourites. Moon likes Wukong more cus he's more understanding of Moon's quieter nature, and Peachy likes Macaque more cus fellow drama queens.

Peachy: "Mama Macaque likes me more!" Moon: "Only because you're a suck up!" Peachy: "I am not! Mama! He's being mean to me! MAMAAAA!!" Macaque, pretending he can't understand them: "How did I get into this?" (´°ω°`)

When Zhu Bajie starts complaining about Wukong getting to flirt, his Oinkologne-mom starts arguing at him, scolding him for his behaviour! Can't he see that these two boys are rekindling an old romance? Bajie sulks like a little kid sent into timeout when he tries back-talking her.

By the end of it Wukong and Macaque are begrudgingly on good terms like parents splitting custody of their fox children.

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine Halloween with the Beast pirates

Maria: enter the maze if you dare.

Sasaki: It's full of that illusion mist of yours is int it?

Maria: ... No

You: She's lying, I can see something distorting the air inside.

King: It's her illusion mist, it makes you relive your worst memories.

You: Joke's on you, I don't need your mist to do that, my brain does it for me.

Sasaki: that's sad... so race through the hallucinogen filled maze?

You: *gets into position* and looser has to be the one to go get drinks for the group*

Sasaki: Deal

King: ready... set... go!

Sasaki: *shoves you and bolts through the maze* haha, have fun being our booze bitch for the entire night!

King: *flies leisurely overhead and watches you two get pelted with candy by crew members in the maze*

After loosing Sasaki in the maze, and needing a lift from King

King: *notices you're pouting* It's okay, he actually cheated, he used his devil fruit.

You: that son of a-

Kaido: Oi!! *Gestures for you two to come over* Come on, the food has just arrived, and I've got Saki.

King: May (y/n) join us for a while? *Lands and puts you down* they just lost a race to Sasaki over at Maria's maze.

You: King, why'd ya have to tell him.

Kaido: wohrororororor ! Fret not, there's plenty to go round. *Gestures to the servants*

You: *gets handed a glass of liquor* ah, thank you, booze, your favorite!

Kaido: it is my favorite, how do you know that?

You: Just a lucky guess, *shotguns the drink*

Goon: Kaido sir! Ulti has started a fight with your son, they are currently destroying the east brain banquet hall.

Kaido: *pinches the bridge of his nose as he composes himself*

You: Backpack leash, you should get one.

Kaido: what?

You: it's an animal-shaped harness and leash for a child.

Kaido: ...Tell Sasaki to stop what he's doing and go break up the fight.

King: what is it with this crew and fighting so much. They don't even fight to kill, and without killing what's the point?

You: It's because the only things that they have that are lower than their collective IQ are their emotional intelligence and conflict management skills.

Kaido: It's fine, don't bother, let them fight amongst themselves. They'll be too divided to even think about unifying against us.

You: ... You really are the scariest motherfucker around, Kaido.

Kaido: *playfully bats his hand at you* stahp, you're gonna make me blush.

King: Kaido-san, will you think of joining us to go to the carnival games after dinner?

Kaido: Why not, I have an order of apple cider doughnuts with a caramel glaze to pick up over at the the cat café's stall.

After dinner at the cat café with Kaido and King

You: I didn't take you for a doughnut man. *Buying sweets as well*

Kaido: I'm usually not, but I happen to once a year to enjoy one with a nice cup of stiff whiskey, while enjoying an autumn moon.

You: that sounds delightful.

King: *nods in agreement*

Kaido: alone *walks off*

You: fine, I'll find a different spot to get drunk, stuff my face, and look at the sky! *Takes a chomp out of a cookie*mmmhh! Butter pecan, my favorite. *taps some of the powdered sugar from the cookie onto King's boot.*

King: *uses his calf to push you* ay! I outta make you lick this shit off.

You: You'd enjoy that wouldn't you.

King: probably but you know you wanna play some of the games with me. You can pick the first one, come on.

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[kamimarroco]

CW: Sexual assault, sexual abuse, masturbation, fingering, non-con, cumming, first time, blowjob, cunnilingus, psychological trauma.

Since I wrote it directly on Tumblr, I have no idea how many words this story has. Oh well, you can find out for yourself! ;)

"Could you stop squirming so much?", Ren's tone of voice showed slight irritation as he saw you continue to resist, one of his hands holding your back while the other was between your legs.

His claws were digging into your insides painfully, trying to stretch a place in you that had never been touched so explicitly. Not for you, nor for anyone else.

"Stop- Stop it!", you tried to move your body away from his grip, eyes tightly closed as tears formed in the corners of your eyes. "It hurts, it hurts!"

The pain that formed in your core spread throughout your body, agony making your legs move involuntarily, your hands placed on his chest turning into fists, threatening to tear the fabric of his black shirt.

"Shh, shh... Calm down", Ren said calmly and quietly, trying to comfort you with words that in no way lessened your discomfort. They were the equivalent of telling someone with anxiety to stop worrying so much. "It's okay, you just need to relax for me..."

Easier said than done, it wasn't him who was being stretched agonizingly and forcibly, sharp claw tips bruising inner walls, each thrust making you arch your back and contributing to your cheeks becoming wet with a trail of tears.

How the fuck could you relax if he wasn't even helping you?

To be honest, you suspected in the back of your mind that Ren had no problem seeing you like that, writhing and crying in pain, all because of his hand. The bastard wasn't exactly the most moral man in the world, and the control he had over you was more satisfying than anything. In short, your suffering was nothing more than a form of entertainment for the twisted fantasies that inhabited his head.

You just had no way to escape him.

He growled in frustration as he realized you were still tight despite his efforts, his clawed fingers soaked after sliding in and out of your core so many times. You felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment as he pulled his hand away from you to examine it, your thighs immediately closing together at the opportunity.

"Ah ah, your thighs remain open", despite the sweet tone of his voice, the way he forcibly opened your thighs made you realize that he wasn't joking. The fox boy's patience was probably running thin as he hadn't yet gotten what he wanted. "If my fingers can't do the job, maybe my tongue can".

Panic flooded your system at his statement, your body shaking violently as you shook your head in denial, now doing your best to get away from him. "N-No... Wait wait, you can't do it! You can't-"

He didn't let you finish your sentence, your back hitting the bed as you were shifted into a new position. Your eyes' attention moved from the ceiling to Ren again, seeing him place his head between your thighs, his clawed hands holding them firmly in place so as not to give you the chance to at least preserve what he hadn't yet taken. "Don't you dare interrupt me".

A shiver ran down your spine as you felt something warm and wet enter your core, your back immediately arching and your hips jerking forward, trying to get more of the feeling of being filled up inside so deliciously.

"Stahp-"

Your voice was too weak to try to protest, sweet and soft moans starting to leave your mouth, your legs shaking intensely as did your entire body, your hands clutching the sheets beneath you.

You felt repulsed, not because it was painful, far from it, but because he was genuinely making it enjoyable for you. Instead of writhing in pain like before, you were now writhing for a different reason, waves of pleasure starting to consume your being instead of hellish agony. You felt sick because you weren't supposed to feel these feelings, he wasn't supposed to make you feel good when he was your tormentor, the person who brought you pain and suffering each and every day.

You just remained lying on the bed, your body not even having the slightest energy to try to escape him. And maybe, deep down, you didn't want to. Maybe you wanted to let yourself go for once, not bothering to resist your captor's actions.

You were still human, and you didn't have the ability to fight his authority forever. At some point you would get tired, giving him an opening to finally break through the barriers you firmly put up, even if you didn't want to. Even though you would hate him and yourself for letting something like that happen.

You felt something building inside you, in your core, something that was growing as Ren continued to work his tongue. Your movements became erratic, your mind going haywire as sensations you've never felt before overwhelm your body. You didn't like where all this was going...

"You're close, I can feel it", Ren's speech was muffled due to the position he was in, head between your thighs, naughty sounds able to be heard as his tongue moved in and out of you. You felt his efforts increase drastically, contributing to the countless sensations that were flooding your system, trying to push you to the limit.

Which, by the looks of it, was working out more than well.

You gave one last loud cry as you felt something liquid and in large quantities come out of you, your body instantly feeling the effects of the intense orgasm you were having, your head falling back on the bed. Ren prolonged your experience by continuing to move his tongue even after your release, making sure to swallow every last drop of your juice.

Your body remained convulsing from overstimulation, your voice and all the air inside you having been gone for some time, but somehow returning only for you to continue moaning and panting.

You finally got a chance to rest when Ren pulled away from your intimate flesh, his lips stained with something white that appeared to be viscous. Your blurry vision returned to normal after a while, your cheeks burning with embarrassment as you saw his tongue collecting the rest of your cum that was still in his mouth.

"I must confess... I didn't expect you to cum so much!~", his excited tone of voice did nothing but increase the shame that was consuming your body, your mind being prevented from thinking properly before because of the intense wave of pleasure that washed over you.

You felt slightly nervous as you watched Ren bring his face closer to yours, his lips just inches away from kissing you, from making you taste yourself after a session like that.

Having your captor so close to you brought back unpleasant memories, even though this time he hadn't hurt you that much. You just couldn't suppress your instincts when they screamed at you to stay away from this man.

"You know, I think we're still going to have a lot of fun today~", Ren purred softly, his bright golden eyes looking straight into yours, making you feel surrounded in every way, both physically and mentally.

You didn't want to think about what the future held for you.

Note: the author felt dirty

[for-ships-that-never-sail]

Okay Y'ALL I saw Episode 5 today and these are the thoughts I jotted down while watching it (PART 2 OF 2)

Please don’t read below the cut if you are avoiding spoilers until you get to watch it yourself 

And FYI some of these may not have any context, but I guess it won’t matter cause you’ll have context in 7ish hours anyway (also sorry about how long all my thoughts and feelings are lol)

Awh Kate you’re so pretty - kinda weird to see her so chill though - she was so stressed all of season 2 that seeing her so serene is throwing me off tbh - I am so happy for you though my love

Also her outfit that looks like a sari is soooo gorgeous I WANTTTT

Love the cinnamon biscuits vs fruit jellies bit

Portia ma'am please listen to Varley FFS

lol I hope they did in fact fuck again like she wanted

Ugly crying at MY MESSSSSS

PARIS? oufff I love how comfortable she is, just casual teasing chit chats with bestie

“Undefended”? Charlotte needs a different hobby pleaseeee

LOLLLLL when did Penelope learn to do her hair and makeup by herself???? Cause there’s no fucking way she would’ve looked THAT fucking good after alllll of that lol

We were going to be KNIGHTS!! OMG sweet babiessss

“as much as I do” I can’t even blame anyone for anything they’ve done or said so far tbh 

This is such nuanced writing — I understand exactly where pretty much everyone is coming from and that’s really nice tbh 

Omg they really do want Cressida to marry a dinosaur 

WTF Cressida you do you girl fuck shit up for Penelope I don’t even care do whatever you have to do and go all out and save yourself cause no one else will I’m so sorry you were ever put in this position  

We have been acting uncouth AS OF LATE??? as of late????!? Omggg Portia girl pleaseeeee you had ONE job and you’re just gonna pass the buck to your daughters instead? STAHP own up to your shit cause you knowwww they bully her because youuu bullied her and the gall to say this is just happening LATELY on top lmao 

Though like in her eyes I always do see remorse too - I think she just lacks courage to ever really own up to everything in full because she’s just so guarded 

Honestly this is such stellar acting 

And also like, Penelope, most of you is your mom my girl - your brains, your overthinking, your inability to just say Yuh I done fucked up my bad lol 

Greg’s hat

Yesssss lord Kent find you some Bridgerton besties 

I actually do love Portia - yeah she’s been a colossal dick of a mom to Pen but as complex women go, I get her - If she makes amends with Pen for them daily microaggressions and general abuse one day, for real for real, she’d be really great 

Omg Mama B and Lady D are such big shippers - wish they didn’t fully cut out the Lady D stuff from the books though le sigh 

Eloise has a point - I agree - she had lotsss of alone time to say it - I understand Pens fear completely, but she must realize that her saying this is still soooo much better than him having to find out on his own - and there is no way he wouldn't - and he’d be more hurt by that part than the actual LW part I think and honestly Eloise is right about her being involved in that painful deception too, I wouldn’t want my own brother to feel betrayed by me like that either, given how often he wished LW ill out loud - and the longer Pen stays quiet the more guilty Eloise becomes as a sister too - If anything her not immediately snitching makes her moreee team Pen than team Colin - this is still a lowkey loyalty to Pen for sure - I think I may have issued this same ultimatum under these conditions too

Omggg JOHNNNNNN stop he’s having a panic attack why did Fran put him on the spot like thissss????

“As you rightly mocked me last season” lolllll

Awh Colin and the toast 

Eloise should nottttt have done her second toast - now THAT part was uncalled for, but I guess they want to keep the stress levels high 

Lmao Kate to the rescue 

I loveeeee how close they are sitting in public - but like… does nooooo one else see this??? Hips glued together? Hands holding??? Just out in the open?? No one thinks this is insanely intimate for a newly engaged couple of the ton??? Even if it’s a love match? None of the older women are clocking this and saying 1. Sit the fuck apart 2. Did yall fuck already cause yall look like you fucked and we don’t even have a wedding date set yet??? Are you not going to even ask for a special license?? You just want her to pop a baby before she technically should and cause more drama?? Like who is in charge of all these fools?? Mama B what is you doing??? Do you not think Colin is being a nasty girl with his wife-to-be?? lol

Lol Anthony I love you, you competitive lil bitch 

Lmaooooo Eloise and Penelope being the smartest bitches of the ton YESSSS

Portia trying to show where Pen's brain comes from lol

Muddy boots panic again 

LMFAOOOOOOO Mama B your face is going a mile a minute right now listening to the muddy boots

"I saw straight away" OH MY FROHN you will end me one day

Pen get your shit together pls grab a brown paper bag or smthn 

Oooohhhhh fuck I get itttttt

Cressida girl my bad I get ittttttt sooooo much more - I didn’t fully understand her thought process behind what we already knew she was gonna do until just nowwww - they really set it up for her well - girl needed an exit and everyone fully offered her one - I have no issues with this at all tbh 

Omg omg this is the most chaotic midnight strike of all time like 6 different things happened at the same time???? 

Well that was some good old fashioned Bridgerton CHAOS Hope y'all enjoyed it too!!!! LESS THAN 8 HOURS TO GOOOOOOOOOO

[minjoonapio]

🎐 Wind Breaker Chapter 158: The Great Fires of Extinction (End of the Noroshi arc)

💭THOUGHTS & ANALYSIS [⚠️SPOILERS⚠️]

🧵Twitter/X Version 📖Where to read the manga: Kodansha | Other 📺Watch Season 1 now (S2 in 2025!): Crunchyroll, Netflix

There’s actually not much to analyze about this chapter ‘cause it’s simply well said. So I’ll be sharing my thoughts & feelings. This chapter has such a warm (with a hint of sad) end to a rollercoaster of an arc

Oof my dear boy here needs to rest

I do kinda feel bad for Endo. In a way, he just has this longing and slow burn love for Chika and he just knew he can’t be seen by him the same way he sees Umemiya; being accepted in his world.

Endo gives him everything while he receives nothing (but punches and kicks).

No wait. This is adorable. TF. Endo expects a good hit from Chika but was ecstatic when the kick was harmless. Chika didn’t even give one hit but multiple soft hits??!! STAHP! That’s too cute.

The way Chika's fist froze when Endo mentioned a hot bath 🥲 He's tired af and being babied by Endo 😭

This confirms all the things he said to Sakura about Umemiya is his negative perspective of him. He DETESTS and is jealous of the guy who’s able to be in his Chika’s world.

Now…this is sad.

Something tells me Chika had a really bad experience with people at a very young age…or maybe had none at all :(

Maybe links to his probable face blindness. People who have such condition are usually mistaken to be cold or indifferent towards people, but it's because they have a hard time remembering people's faces. Although, in here, it sounds like his indifference to humans makes him develop face blindness. So I hope we get to hear more of Chika’s past in their talk.

Ah, there’s our Umemiya.

Come to think of it, since his biological family died, Umemiya was exposed to people from different walks of like who are not his blood since he was 9. He has grown and absorbed a vast world for 8-9yrs.

And he could truly tell Chika how amazing it is.

Without even realizing it, Chika actually made the first step to expanding his world. It started from the moment he accepted Umemiya. He even said Ume’s name before Ume told him this trick.

And now that he is aware of it, Chika looks like he decided to accept more people in his world, little by little.

(For some reason, maybe it's because his hair is drenched wet, but he looks lost here 🥺)

I SCREAMED. I knew it. And I’m not even an endochika stan. Oh Endo. Chika has acknowledged him 😫AND A FULL NAME!

(I actually thought we’ll have something dramatic like Togame & Choji crying scene but i dont think it’s ready for that lol)

HUZZAH! UME WON! WE WON! 🎐

Tsubaki collapsed in relief, cutie Choji cheering, and Bofurin, Shishitoren and Roppo Ichiza together rejoicing 🥹and our Class 1-1 are okay 😭

Now y’all gotta tend to your wounds, bath and rest! Jeez 😮‍💨🤧

No words were said but that smile and gesture says a lot. Both leaders didn’t lose. They kept each other's promises.

Umemiya is thankful, happy, and proud of Sakura. Not only for winning and being there for him, but for becoming the person he is now. He is glad his kouhai part of the found family, Bofurin 🥹💚

And we got a double COLOR spread of the two!! 😭😭😭 Thank you Nii sensei! This is beautiful 💚

I hope they get to talk after ALL that. Sakura was a bit shaken up in seeing Umemiya like that and I'm sure he has questions about what Endo meant. Either way, I'm sure Umemiya would want to chat with Sakura about his fight with Endo.

Side note: I LOVE the silly exchange between Umemiya and Endo 🤣most especially reading those small text beside the dialogue bubbles.

I can hear the sarcasm in the “since you didn’t even give half a sht about me before” 🤣🤣🤣

Ah what an end to a great long arc! What a wild ride that was. Hope we get that BBQ! All of them (us included) deserve it 😭

Thank you so much Nii sensei for such an awesome arc. And Jacqueline and team for translating and lettering the manga for us 🥰 You all work hard! 💚

🧵Twitter/X Version 📖Where to read the manga: Kodansha | Other 📺Watch Season 1 now (S2 in 2025!): Crunchyroll, Netflix

Thank you for reading! See you in next week's chapter (Tuesday)!

[theamazingdigitalraceway]

HELLOOO

how would the cast react to someone like, saying their proud of them, or just giving them a hug out of nowhere?

ALSO DRINK SOME WATER AND HAVE AN AMAZING DAYYY <333

A/N: *chugging my third Red Bull* DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO- *dies*

CAINE: "You- you're proud of me?" He's touched and might cry. Nevermind, he IS crying. He's a blubbering mess. It gets awkward.

POMNI: A small smile graces her face. "Thank you. I'm doing my best here...and it's nice someone sees that."

RAGATHA: "Oh, thank you. You're so sweet." She really needed to hear that. Please hug her.

JAX: Genuine compliments catch him off guard and he'll stare for a few seconds, completely confused. "You hit your head?"

GANGLE: She shyly hides behind her sketchbook. "Oh...thank you."

ZOOBLE: "...for what?" They don't get it.

KINGER: "I'm proud of you too." He responds genuinely. "Wanna count fireflies with me?"

GUMMIGOO: He lowers his hat to hide his blush. "Thanks, mate."

LOO: "Oh, stahp." She giggles. "You're too kind."

SETH: He doesn't believe them to be genuine. "Of course you are, I'm the best here."

ABEL: He grimaces. "Don't patronize me."

[giggly-squiggily]

A New Kind Of Mystery (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Whoops my hand slipped :D Heyo everyone! Today I bring you some Ranpoe cause I can :3 This is a gift for the amazing @intheticklecloset cause why the heck not? >:3 I hope you like it friend!

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Summary: Books are Poe's life, but so is Ranpo and all his antics. Stressed about both, he inadvertently finds a way to make both work.

“Eeheehehehhe, Ranpooooo!” Poe squeaked, nearly breaking his pen in half when fingers pinched his ribs. “Please, I’m wohoohorking!”

“You always say that!” Ranpo teased, snuggling closer to the shy author as he carried on kneading his sides, earning even more giggles and squeaks. “Play with meeeeee~”

“Ahehahahaha, R-Rahhahahanpo STAHP!” Poe twisted around, catching the detective’s hands with his. “I reahally need to gehet this done. I can’t play right now.”

“Okay.” Ranpo nodded, a touch of hurt coloring his smile as he got up to go. “Well…call me when you’ve got down time, okay?” He turned to leave, whistling as he walked to the door.

“R-Right.” Poe nodded, giving the other one last smile as the detective disappeared, shutting the door behind him. When he was out of earshot, the author let his shoulders droop, head hitting the desk with a low groan. Why did books have to take so long? Mysteries couldn’t write themselves, and he always wanted to give Ranpo his best self when presenting a new book. Breaks were rare, and even those mainly consisted of naps and remembering to eat; not much else.

Ranpo, bless his heart, was so patient with him, but Poe couldn’t shake the image of that sad expression. He needed to make it right! He started to get up-

The sound of a car pulling out stopped him in his place. Looking out the window, he watched Ranpo head back to the Agency.

Shit- missed his chance.

“Gggggggrr?” Karl hopped onto the desk, tilting his head curiously up at Poe. The author stroked his head, trying not to cry.

“Oh Karl…I’m the worst boyfriend ever!” He moaned pathetically, gathering the racoon up in his arms. “I can’t even make time for Ranpo! He just wants to play- and here I am working on books-”

Books. Wait a minute…

“Oh…OH!” The ideas were turning in his mind. Karl climbed up on Poe’s head as the author gathered his things- a notebook for outlining, his typewriter for the final product, and most importantly; a framed photo of him and Ranpo the other gifted him when they first started dating.

“Don’t you worry, Ran. What you’re about to read is gonna be my greatest work.”

~~~

Greatest probably wasn’t the best choice of words, but it was certainly his fastest work.

Poe all but leaped for joy the morning he finished it- it was rough around the edges and didn’t have a title, but it was perfect! He could refine the work later- for now he needed to get this to Ranpo!

Taking the world's fastest shower, he texted his boyfriend an assortment of words that he hoped conveyed “Meet me at the park” before flying out the door, running as fast as he could, Karl hanging on to him by the back of his coat. The cold winter chill colored his cheeks, and his breath was frosty without his usual coat, but he couldn’t wait a second longer.

To his glee, Ranpo was where he wanted him, slurping on hot chocolate and kicking his feet against the bench. When their eyes met, he raised his cup in greeting.

“Poe-” A crash! A flop- Poe came tumbling before him in a heap of limbs and cloth, Karl leaping for safety at the last second. When the world stopped spinning, he found himself on his back, Ranpo’s wide eyes looking down at him.

“Poe!  Are you okay?” Instead of answering, the author pulled out the book- holding it up to him.

“It’s done! Here.” He gasped out. “Please, take it.”

Ranpo blinked. Then his eyes narrowed, irritated. “I haven’t seen or heard from you for two straight weeks and this is the first thing you say to me?” Hurt swallowed his anger as Ranpo sat back, hiding in his hat. “And here I thought you were just excited to see me…”

Oh no- this is not how he wanted it to go! Poe sat up, scooting closer to his boyfriend. “I’m sorry, Ranpo- truly I am! I was just so determined to get this book done. It’s a gift for you.”

“A gift?” Ranpo looked at him, somewhat guarded. “Not just me reviewing it?”

“Well- I would like to hear your thoughts on it after you finish it, but yes. I made it especially tailored for you and you alone.” Poe nodded, shaky as he held out the present. “I understand if you don’t want it. Not after me ignoring you for so long-”

“I’ll read it.” Ranpo took the book, running his fingers along the spine. “But I have a condition.”

“Oh?”

“After I read this- I want you to take a proper break from your work.” Ranpo gave him a stubborn glare, cheeks puffed some. “You’re my boyfriend, and I have a two week vacation coming up. I want to spend it with you. If you promise me that, I’ll give you my full attention to this book.”

Poe was..hesitant. He’d only ever taken short half day breaks from writing; never a full vacation. What would happen if he did stop writing for two weeks? Looking at Ranpo, a worse thought occurred.

What would happen if he didn’t?

“Okay.” He nodded, prioritizing. “Two week vacation.”

Ranpo seemed pleased, lightening up some. “Okay. Whenever you’re ready.”

Poe nodded, taking the book. He flipped it open and began the tale.

~~~

When Ranpo came to, he was in the usual setup. A mansion- old and Victoria. A handful of staff- maids and butlers and gardener’s alike. There was a dead body in the room to his left- he needed to figure out what happened.

A classic mystery, if not a little simple. He already knew who did it. He was about to voice the culprit-

But stopped. That wasn’t the deal.

“Okay Poe- I’ll play by the rules.” He decided, even if he was kinda disappointed. The way Poe all but crashed into him to deliver this book- how he made it out to be something special- he figured it’d be a bit more complex than this. He went over to the room where the body laid, ready to get this over with. “What’s in here- ehehehehehe!”

The second he touched the doorknob, something ticklish shot up his arm, making him retract and giggle. The detective stared, looking between the doorknob and his hand. There was nothing there that could do it, but it felt as if someone brushed his palm with a feather duster. He knew this was the right door, and yet…

Like a drop of pigment into clear water, Ranpo’s disappointment faded into curious excitement. “Now what is this all about?” He grinned, slowly reaching to touch the knob again. The second he touched it, he was giggling once more, barely hanging on as he twisted the knob. “Cohoohhome on, I knohohoohow this is the rohoohohohohoom!”

Eventually, he got it open. Sure enough, a body was there- dressed in fancy attire and wearing a racoon mask. Ranpo huffed for air as he rubbed his palm, eyes landing on a note pinned to the body.

So you found my victim. Can you find me?

~The Tickler

Ranpo snorted at the name, flipping the paper over to find the same racoon mask imprinted on the back. A feather hung off one of the ears in the drawing. When Ranpo looked up, the same feather was snug behind the mask on the body.

“So this is what you meant when you said it was for me.” Ranpo smiled as he gathered the soft item, twirling it in his fingers. “Okay Poe- you want to play? Let’s play.”

~~~

Ranpo carried on the mystery, growing more giggly as he went. Every correct clue he found had that same ticklish touch, sometimes on his hands if it was an item he had to gather, other times along his sides when he walked through the correct door. By the time he got to the culprit’s location, he was a flustered mess of laughter, rubbing his sides to rid himself of the ghostly feeling. “Ohoohohokay, Mr. Tickler. I finally found you!” He pushed open the door-

And was ambushed by a racoon!

“Ah! Ahehahahhahahaha! Geahahahahahhahah!” He squealed, trying and failing to catch the fluffy creature as it dug into his sides, back to his face so it’s fluffy tail swished and flicked against his nose and neck. “Kahhahahaharl, wahahhahait! It’s yohohohohohohohou!”

“So you figured it out.” The racoon cooed, sounding just like Poe as it carried on tickling him, nuzzling so much the detective was in pieces beneath him, struggling to curl up. “Didn’t expect little ol me to be so devious, did you?”

“Yohohoohohohu gohohohooohoht mehehehehehe! I shohohoohhuld have knohohohohown you’d be so dehehehehehvious!” The detective reached into his pocket with some difficulty, clenching his fist around a very important item. “Buhuhuhut you faahhahaailed to remememeeber ohohohohohone dehehehehtail!”

“Oh? And what would that be?” The raccoon asked, fur standing up when Ranpo shot his fist out. “What-Ah!”

“Yoohohohu forgot I hahahve a wehahapon!” Ranpo sat up, the feather in hand wiggling against the racoon’s face and ears as it squeaked and thrashed in his arms. “Now Karl- or should I say Poe. You’re the culprit!”

The world around them changed. Ranpo soon found himself once again in the park, Poe’s ability ending and returning him to the real world.  His body tingled with mirth, and the feather was no more. Before him, Poe was a mess of giggles on the floor, scrunched up and giggly. “Aheheahhaha…yohohou got mehehehe.”

“I sure did! Ehehehehe!” Ranpo raised his chin with pride, something soft replacing the feeling after. “You really did that for me.”

“Ohohof course I did. It’s the least I can do after ignoring you.” Poe sat up, hiding in his bangs as he pulled on his sleeves. “I prioritized my work over spending time with you, and I’m sorry for that. Going forward, I’m gonna work on finding a balance.”

Ranpo took it in, considering. Then he smiled, crawling over until he was side by side with his boyfriend, lying his head against his shoulder.

“I appreciate that. I don’t mind you writing; it’s your passion. Just…remember I’m still here, okay?” He felt Poe take his hand, squeezing it tightly.

“I will. I promise.”

“Good. Cause if you don’t…” Ranpo didn’t give any warning, shooting his hand out and squeezing his side. Poe yelped, falling backwards and taking the detective with him. “I’ll tickle you until you die!”

“Ah! Rahahhahanpo, the groohohohohund’s coohohohohld!”

“Is it now? I’ll just have to warm you up!”

“AH YOHOHOHOUR HANDS ARE COHOOHOHLD!”

“Hm…gotta warm those up too.” Ranpo giggled as he slid his hands up Poe’s shirt, delighted at how giggly he got. “Get ready, Poe. These upcoming two weeks are gonna be full of this stuff!”

“Ahehahhhahaha! Ihihihih’m alehhahhahahdy lohohoooohking fohohohhoward to ihihihihihit!” The words made Ranpo’s heart skip.

This was gonna be a good vacation.

Thanks for reading!

[cepetriwrites]

Alicent Reverses the Hourglass Ch 47 Pt 2

I had multiple meme ideas for this scene and refuse to choose

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

{Valery was not noticeably intoxicated, she seemed as sharp as ever. He wondered, with a slight chill, if the woman had even consumed a drop of the alcohol, she was a skilled actress.}

{ “I shall let the two of you walk together.” Valery said. “You look so fine walking side by side.”}

{Rhaenyra stumbled, clutching into Harwin. “We were going to go riding.”}

Like is this bitch trying to get her sullied? Trying to commit regicide? What the fuck is up Valery?

Me trying to jump into the story to save rhaenyra

She’s just fifteen someone save my baby PLEASE 😭😭😭😭

What Harwin should’ve done when Rhaenyra asked him to help her undress

“I can’t sleep fully dressed” bitch you’re going to. Miss me with that bullshit.

Valery “I know that you meant no ill intent but if anyone saw you doing that they would most likely get the wrong impression.”

She needs her ass beat. Harwin you get a one time backhand pass. Better yet let Alicent beat her ass like that Meli-girl in the Vale.

Harwin: If you do this again I’ll tell your uncle

Valery: he won’t believe you

“We should get married”

Moodboard for me going through the stages of grief except it’s disgust, shock, and rage

You’re just telling him everything? She doesn’t think he can do anything. She out here insulting my baby daddy beloved character

Me at the end of that chapter

Me first reading this fic: wow I love the twists and turns and political intrigue

Me now: wait stop, stop stop Stop STOP STAHP!!!!!

Bonus:

Celtigar & villagers energy:

Memes Masterpost

[justkiddingguys]

Batboys Tickle Headcanons

A/N: FORGIVE ME BUT I’M GOING INSANE OVER THESE MFS JUST LET ME RANT IM SO NEW TO THE FANDOM THEYRE SO CUTESY LMAO. Again, this is purely on vibes, im so new to this fandom. Also it’s 1 am this may or may not be coherent.

Warnings: Tickling (duh) but all SFW, cursing ig

Including: Damian, Tim, Jason, Dick, Bruce

Damian:

Youngest first lol

Lee:

Okay, so this kid hadn’t been tickled in his LIFE until coming to live with Bruce right

And I like to think the first time Bruce does it they’re already decently comfortable with eachother, yknow??

And Damian is BAFFLED cause WTF is this??

He tries to fight his way out of it for sure

But when he can’t it’s one of the few times anyone gets to see him ACTUALLY acting like a kid

He’s throwing out threats left and right

ANGRYY lee. He doesn’t really mind it but his pride cannot handle it lmao

I’d say his worst spots are his armpits and sides. Little scratches on his neck get him FLUSTERED though cause he has to scrunch up his neck and make a face and agghh

Overall very angry

He can get away from it most times (baby assassin)

He might allow Bruce or Dick to get him on occasion though :3

Ler:

Okay so obviously he doesn’t have the size advantage

But he enjoys getting one in on his siblings

When he can he’s a little shit

During training?

Nonchalant teaser

“How unfortunate, you’ve lost. Why are you smiling about that?” (Completely kneading his opponent’s nearest un-coverable spot)

“Pff- Damian stahp-“

“Stop what? I’m not hurting you”

Not something seen often, but it is mean

And embarrassing, cause you’re getting overpowered by a child bro 💀💀

Tim

Lee

Another neglected child smh

He’s not as foreign to it as Damian, but it’s still prominent lmao

He’s been tickled briefly before once or twice sure

But longer than a few seconds??

He doesn’t know what to do with himself

Snorts

Craves affection, so he definitely brats his way into tickles often

If you tease him about that though he will die

He’s super duper sensitive, so if he’s wrecked he’s WRECKED, but light tickles make him flustered beyond belief

T-word teases also fuck him up

Has been tickled to sleep out of necessity because omg he NEEDS it

Also cheer up tickles cause he gets in his headddd

His laugh is so cute, it sounds like he’s trying not to laugh even when he’s cackling

Is not above begging. Begs often.

His worst spots are his knees and ribs

AGSHSHSH Dick has done the rib counting thing on him

“Come on, count with me. You’re a genius, Timmy, can’t you count?”

“BFFFAHAHA sHIT Dihick-“ (more concerned with covering his face than anything at this point)

“No no, that’s not a number, let’s start over. One rib…”

Ler

Another one who I can’t think of many scenarios he’d actually end up in that position

But I picture him as such a cute ler

He’s teasing, don’t get me wrong

But it’s so soft, yknow?

Like sure, he’ll wreck your shit

He’s AMAZING at figuring out bad spots

But his teases are like

“Aw, that tickles? Does it really? Hm. That’s sad.”

“Stop? Why? I haven’t seen you smile this much in forever!”

AND IT IS SOFT WITH MALICIOUS INTENT

BUT IT IS SOFT

Jason Todd

Lee

ANOTHERRR ANGRY LEE

Not necessarily as irrational due to obvious slight maturity level differences between him and Damian

IF YOU CAN PIN THIS MAN DOWN

The curses are worth it

Pretends he HATESS it

But he does not :3

He’s too pussy to brat his way into tickles

But if he’s in a mood he’ll sit annoyingly close and just… stretch his arms up. Ever so subtly.

He’ll deny his intentions to the second grave though

He’s a kicker

Gets pissed off at regular/mean teasing but

“Awww Jason, your laugh is so cute”

“Cmon, let’s see that smile”

Any soft cooing and he is GONE

Yeah he’s still throwing fuck you’s around like rice at a wedding

But he’s covering his red ass face too

Worst spots are his hips and stomach and that PISSES HIM OFF

Using words like belly or tummy to tease have him utterly broken

Ler

Mean mean mean mean

Mean ler

Instigator

Absolute little shit

Oh my god he’s so teasy

No boundaries

“Wow, you’re REALLY ticklish, huh? Especially right here in this spot, here. Mhm. Yeah, you are, look. Stop? No? Awww come on. We both know you wanted this”

Will not be soft unless he’s doing it for a purpose

Enjoy’s wrecking Tim’s shit regularly

I cannot emphasize this enough: MEAN

He will not stop digging his fingers into the utter WORST spot until he’s satisfied that his victim is about to die :3

And he’ll tease them about it for WEEKS

Dick

Lee

TEEHEE TEEHEE

He’s the only mf on this list not embarrassed as fuck about tickling

He gets in a lee mood and EVERYONE knows

Giggly little bitch is silently begging for it

And he doesn’t even ask the ler to stop, he just lets it happen 💀

Like he’s just laying there, no shame

He has to have a bad spot on his legs, specifically thighs

Honestly I think the only way he’s blushing about it is if you tease him for NOT blushing about it

“Awww, you love this, huh? Look at that grin. Maybe I’ll just keep tickling forever, since you’re enjoying yourself so much”

Ler

Big Brother Ler ™️

Designated cheer-up tickler

He’s definitely the softest teaser

All compliments and coochie coos

Unless you’ve fuckin crossed him.

Cause he CAN get mean

Sweet tickles: “Hmm, I love that smile. You’re so cute when you giggle like that. Yeah I know it tickles”

Revenge tickles: “So what was it you were saying earlier? No say it. Go on.” (going insane on the WORST spot imaginable) “What? Sorry I can’t hear over all the laughing. Damn you’re ticklish. Oh you don’t like that word? Hm. Tickle, tickle tickle…”

His fingers are so fast and he IS more flexible than ANYONE and there’s no escaping, no moving. Just a big Dick Grayson Grin in your face.