#he smelled so good

[muttwithaheartofgold]

drunk made out with a hot trans guy at a party so i guess you could say my life is going great

[arthvrmvrgan]

why is roger clark so handsome OH MY GOD. blushing so hard for that man

[zouisalmightie]

no thoughts in my head. i just met hozier and he said he liked my hair and my glasses and i said his music changed my life. we’re best friends now.

[kensatou]

you think YOU had a bad day at work?

bonus: sid shrieking "no!!!! NO!!!!!" loud enough to be heard in the stands and on camera

[galedekarios]

😾

[piosplayhouse]

"Oh dear," the unicorn thought. "I must've really mucked up the story beyond compare! The Red Bull Luo Binghe is protecting the last unicorn scum?! Unconscionable! He should have driven me off the cliff by now!!"

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

he's just a lil' guy who's never done anything wrong in his life Ever

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Remember: The burning sensation is part of the process.

[goldenispunk]

I’m convinced being held by him for one (1) minute would heal me

[gomzdrawfr]

comforting touch

[helps-the-writing-brain-go]

From @aroace-madness 's prompt on predator Marvel~ and what better prey than those with magic weaknesses~

Superman will admit, he'd pressed to admit Captain Marvel into the League on the slim chance that the man could be a Kryptonian.

While it had been disappointing to find out the man wasn't one, he tried hard not to hold it against him.

And it was easy enough at first! The man's genuinely kind, sunshine and rainbows temperament had him warming up to him almost against his will. Except sometimes-

Superman floats past Captain Marvel in the hallway.

They greet each other briefly, smiles and small waves before going their respective directions, but the second Marvel enters his blindspot-

The fine hairs on his neck immediately raise.

It's a dangerous gaze, a slavering gaze; a self-assured predator sizing him up and licking it's chops just biding it's time to-

Superman spins, cape whirling around him as the phantom sensation of jaws closing around his throat descends, just in time to see Captain Marvel begin to cross the corner.

They lock eyes, the golden glint under dark brows and the much more threateningly bared teeth of his grin the only sign something was off.

Was he-

The next time was less obvious, a meal in the cafeteria, a number of heroes seated in tables scattered across the room.

Superman digs into his reheated bowl of Ma's soup and chokes as he hears the distinct crunch of bone across from him.

It isn't even that Captain Marvel is close by.

The man is sheer across the space and seemingly minding his own business. Yet the way he tears into his turkey sandwich (not deboned for Rao knows what reason), rending flesh in long strips and griding them between his powerful jaws is almost pointed. No one else has noticed, but the very act has Superman pressing on the speed, knocked off kilter by some instinct he cannot name.

He's gone out the door with his clean dishes just as he hears the other man's last satisfied swallow.

[14dayswithyou]

Please give Violet a kiss for me! 🌼

If Angel was permanently blind would Ren/Redacted still feel the need to dress up and dye his hair pink? Would he only change his personality to match the anime character?

⌞♥⌝ I would say so!! Though it's purely on the off-chance that Angel runs into someone in public and they comment on Ren's appearance. Realistically, Ren would be less likely to be caught in a lie if he dyes his hair to match Haruko's and dresses in light academia fashion to appease Angel's aesthetics.

[sukunas-play-thing]

This photo of Sabo isn't talked about enough

Like, the black leather pants, the white tank top, showing off his scandalous tits and collar bones, the leather jacket. The smirk.

Mmm 🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣 fanning myself like a woman sweatin in church.

~~~~~~~

It's Like. Seeing a woman's ankles for the first time. Clutching my pearls. I'm pregnant now.

Oi Vei

🎵feels like the very first time🎵

🎶it feels like the very first time🎶

I'm done rambling.......................

Or am I?please don't read my tags

[crime-ckricket]

DAILY HEAR ME OUT

not my neighbor : Francis mosses (the milkman)

[jangmi-latte]

HE FUCKING BALD

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

BRAINROT

I LOVE YOUR MELUSINE AU SM

I wanna imagine that Neuvillette is also aware, and hoards y/n there so he and Ajax are the only two who know, though Ajax doesn’t know Neuvillette knows

Ough I need to redraw my melusona

RETURN OF THE MELUSINE AU!!!!!!!!

every once in a while- aka every week- you vanish for one day. always the same day, too- always on Sunday, from dawn until dusk. Foul Legacy absolutely PANICS at first, checking every nook and cranny of Merusea Village with desperate cries and chirps. a few other Melusine even join him in a tizzy, looking for their missing sibling, when suddenly you walk into the caverns as if nothing happened at all, perfectly whole and healthy. Legacy chitters, frantically fussing over you, but you merely hug his leg with a lovely smile, bloopy antennae twitching as you stare up with innocent eyes. his panic fades, replaced by exasperation, and Legacy lifts you into his arms with an admonishing trill. a couple Melusine trail behind him as he carries you to the little shell cottage you reside in, huffing and checking your skin, making sure no other shimmering markings have joined your vast collection- beautiful scars, yes, but scars mean wounds. there's nothing new, and Legacy finally relents and bumps his head protectively against yours

the same thing happens again the next week. and the next, and the next

slowly, Legacy and your siblings grow used to it. the disappearances almost become part of your schedule, like painting with Mamere every Tuesday or late afternoon tea. you never emerge worse for wear, quite the opposite, and after the first incident you leave little notes for Foul Legacy in the morning to tell him you're okay. the other Melusine shrug and keep him company those days, climbing over him like a tree and giggling in delight. none of them know you're with the Iudex himself, helping him arrange flowers in a vase in his office. Neuvillette watches you quietly, his eyes tracing over those familiar shining scars, the ones that tore you apart in the first place. there's a trace of Abyssal magic on you, but also the care and protection of every other Melusine in Fontaine, and the Hydro Sovereign smiles just a bit when you tie a bow around the vase and look up at him happily