#he’s sooooo glam

[lesbian4dougie]

he’s glamorous!!!!!! not a miserable manfailure!!!!!!!!

[bittersweetyrn]

I think steven universe fans really sleep on the concept of he/him transmasc butch lesbian greg universe

[juice-enjoyer]

two new glams :) here are the gear pieces used

drk:

woeborn recollection (shb relic)

augmented lunar envoy's jacket of fending (lvl90 tomestone)

classical hoplomachus's manicae (crafted/mb)

augmented lunar enjoy's trousers of fending (lvl90 tomestone)

exarchic sabatons of fending (crafted/mb)

drg:

stark hyposkhesphyra (mogstation)

exarchic mail of maiming (crafted/mb)

tiamat gauntlets (lvl90 capstone gear)

collegiate skirt (mogstation)

panthean sollerets of maiming (aglaia raid)

[jyoongim]

DANGEROUSLY IN LOVE

Word count 1.1k

”he’s a wolf in disguise

but I can’t stop staring in those evil eye

i asked my girlfriend if she’d seen you ‘round before

she mumbled something while she got down on the floor

we’ve might have fucked, not really sure, don’t quite recall

but something tells me that I’ve seen him yeah

that boy is a monster”

alastor x burlesque!reader pt 1

An inaccurate southerner 1920 fic.

I am Black sooooo reader is black for the sake of this and so is Alastor cause that’s a black man idc idc idc fight a skunk.

Monster by lady Gaga really had my juices flowing

themes: Alastor himself is a warning,

violence,

alcohol use,

 drug use, 

nsfw, 

teasing, flirting, taunting, smut, 

banter, possessive/protective behavior  

You hummed a little tune as Mimzy finished doing your makeup and hair. 

Tonight was your first debut at the club and you were excited to be the opening act.

You ran your hands over the tight corset in an attempt to soothe the nervousness that was trying to settle in your belly. You adjusted the feathered headpiece as Mimzy finally finished everything with hairspray (why did set your makeup as well….oh well).

You were finishing up putting on your jewelry when you heard Mimzy gasped, you turned seeing her poking her head out to look out the door out to the growing crowd.

you fixed your lips to ask her what had her so shocked, when she twirled around, eyes wide and excited “He’s here! I can’t believe he here!��

You blinked, confused “who is here Mimzy? One of your little boy toys? Or someone you owe?”

she flipped you off before smirking “what you live under a rock doll? Him! Hell’s Stereo himself!”

Your eyes widened as you gawked “No way!” You ran over to the door to peep without people seeing you and your eyes settled on a lone red, lanky demon sitting at the bar. You couldn’t really see him well from where your dressing room but before you could crane your head out further, Mimzy pulled you back in

”You are suppose to be a surprise doll! Can’t let that lot get a eyeful without proper payment now can we?”

You soon forgot about the red demon as you primped a bit more, chatted with some of the other dancers, and laughed with Mimzy.

 The lights in the club had finally dimmed and Mimzy slapped you on the ass, leaving your dressing room “Knock ‘em dead doll!”

You took a deep breathe as you heard the band begin to play your song.

You straightened your back, and took on a composure that oozed seduction and confidence.

Hearing the beat of the music, you waltzed out onto the stage, giant feathered fans concealing yourself.

The whistles and catcalls never failed to make you nervous, but you used it to fuel your confidence.

You pivoted around the stage, teasing those who tried to steal a look around the fans.

A swing lowered and you took a seat on it and as it rose into the air, you finally revealed yourself in all your glammed glory.

the spotlight prevented you front seeing much of the crowd but your were Able to spot Mimzy, who was chatting with the red demon from earlier.

Your body moved on autopilot, maybe it was from hours of practice or maybe it was because the red demon was drop dead gorgeous. 

He was a rather tall fellow, at least compared to Mimzy.

Lanky build adorned in a red pinstriped suit with a black bowtie. He had a bob-like hair cut, the tips black that was cut into an undercut. Protruding on top of his bang were two little antler like horns and

omg were those ears???? His ears mixed with the color of his hair. 

They reminded you of a deer’s. They seemed to stay alert, sticking forward, never flickering.

His eyes were a bright red, like rubies.

and he had a ever-present sharp smile.

Uncanny. But OH  he was so pretty.

You locked eyes and automatically you flashed him a flirty wink. You half expected him to throw a wink or look away, but instead he held your gaze as he raised his glass in acknowledgment. You felt your cheeks heat up as you tried to focus on your performance.

You swung and twirled on your little perch. Slowly, you started to remove pieces of your costume.

You perched yourself alongside a gentleman and smirked as he practically melted at your touch. You wrapped your boa around his neck and  pressed your fingers lightly to his mouth; he smirked, nipping at your fingertips and slowly dragging your glove off. You glided through the crowd, losing a piece of clothing here and there.

By the time you circled around to the bar, Mimzy was drunk and dancing along to the music and the mysterious demon was tracking your movements.

Hitting a little jig with Mimzy, you were intending to make your way to the lanky devil, when an arm circled around your waist and tugged you into a fella, who obviously had been drinking waaaay too much.

”why don’cha take the rest of these off princess?” He took a swig of whatever cheap liquor and leered at you “i like a gal dripped only in jewels” he snickered.

You frowned and tried to play off his perversion.”sorry dearest but I fear i am simply too much for you” you slapped his hand off of you and made your way to the bar.

Taking a seat, you ordered a bottle of whiskey and manners be damned, you chugged it for a good second.

maybe this’ll put you back in a good mood.

you were too busy sipping your sorrows you didn’t notice that a dark presence had settled beside you.

“And here I thought you were just pretty entertainment ” a deep brawl said from behind you. You turned and let out a soft squeak at the close proximity of the demon you had been eyeing all night. He cocked his head, mouth stretched in a big smile, showing off his sharp teeth. “You kept me waiting for a while doll” 

You could blame the courage on the whiskey, but you smirked at him coyly “and who might you be?” The red demon crouched to your level and raised your bare hand to his lips, keeping eye contact as his grin widened “Alastor doll. Pleasure to meet to you”

[baekhyunsbestie]

expanding on baekhyun beating it to his so's pics to say imagine him facetiming her in the middle of it cuz he needs to really see herrrr and ur like hi bby wait why is ur face so concentrated and also why is ur arm moving up and down underneath the camera and OH o_o

omgggg i can picture this sooooo vividly it hurts 😭😭😭😭 i literally had to write about it!!!!

18+/MDNI!! | wc: 1.6k+

you and baekhyun have each other’s locations shared, as couples and loved ones often do these days. he’s currently out of the country for a packed schedule and won’t be back for a few more days. you’ve both adjusted to the chaos of his life, as hard as it can be. but the bond you share? unshakable, no matter the distance or time apart.

tonight, though, he’s lying alone in his hotel bed, missing you more than usual. he knows you had plans with your friends, a rare night out you’ve been needing for a while. he checks the time: 11:30 p.m. back home. too early for you to be back, and he knows it.

still, he can’t help himself. he checks your location.

still at the bar.

he exhales, sinking deeper into his pillow. he doesn’t want to bother you. you deserve this—an escape from the stress that’s been weighing you down. he’d rather you enjoy yourself than feel guilty for being out late.

so instead, he unlocks his phone and opens instagram, likely to doom-scroll through endless posts, letting the minutes slip away as he waits for you to get home safely and for the comfort of your nightly goodnight call.

but then, your story flickers onto the screen, pulling him in, a sudden spark in the otherwise dull scroll.

the first post is a mirror selfie: hair falling just right, effortlessly perfect, makeup soft yet glowing, and that simple black dress—one of his many favorites—clinging to your curves in all the right ways. when he notices the timestamp, a smile tugs at the corners of his lips. you sent this to him first. it’s a small gesture, but it makes his heart swell.

the next slide is a quick clip of you and your girls, all glammed up, drinks in hand, raising your glasses with laughter as the music blares in the background. your happiness is so tangible, so infectious, and it warms him to see you this carefree.

then, there’s a repost from your friend. it’s a grainy but adorable video of you and her dancing, swaying in sync with the beat. the way you playfully twerk on her, both of you giggling uncontrollably, is far from suggestive—just two besties reveling in the moment.

but baekhyun is a man. and men? they think with their dicks.

his mind wanders, lingering on the way that dress clung to you, the way your body moved. and now, no matter how much he tries to focus on how happy you look, he’s suddenly cursing the miles between you, wishing for the kind of proximity that doesn’t involve a screen.

he checks the time again: 11:37 p.m.

the urge to reach out to you—text, call, anything—burns hotter with every passing second. he’s jittery, restless, the kind of edgy that leaves his leg bouncing uncontrollably. would you even answer if he called? the thought gnaws at him. god, he misses you. he misses the nights you’d stumble out of bars, dialing him with drunken, slurred words. how you'd insist you weren’t done drinking because the only thing left on your menu was him.

shit. the memories alone have him stiffening in his bed, blood rushing south faster than he can stop it. the sound of your drunk giggles, your uninhibited honesty spilling out between hiccupped words. the way your hands would roam without permission, needy and brazen. he exhales a shaky breath. the ache in his boxers is unbearable now.

he can’t take it anymore.

his fingers unlock his phone, navigating to the photos app to access the hidden folder only you know about. his secret stash. a digital gallery of you: alone, with him, under him, and on top of him. his free hand drifts to his leaking cock as his thumb swipes through the memories.

you knew about this folder, of course. you had your own—filled with matching treasures. you both had this shared indulgence, a mutual obsession. pictures and videos from every angle: your hands clutching the sheets while he buried his face between your thighs. you straddling him, his camera catching the perfect view of your curves. shaky, raw footage of backshots, his hands leaving fiery-red imprints on your skin as you moaned his name into the mattress.

you needed these to survive the nights apart, a remedy for the distance that stung like a wound that wouldn’t heal.

truthfully, even if you saw each other every day, you’d still keep these folders. you both had a thing for cameras, for the thrill of capturing your rawest moments together.

his fist wraps around his length, the other clutching his phone as he presses play. it’s a video of you riding him, your hips grinding against him in a slow, torturous rhythm. the camera shakes slightly—it’s shot from his perspective, the faint tremble of his arm betraying how badly he was already losing it then.

his lips part, breath hitching, and his heart pounds loud enough to drown out the rest of the world. but it’s not enough. it never is. he needs more.

he needs you.

he taps the screen, fingers shaking as he hits 'facetime.'

you answer on the second ring.

it’s 12:55 a.m.

your face comes into view, filling the screen with a teasing smile as you nudge open the door to your shared penthouse. the faint hum of city lights spills in behind you, but all your attention is on him. one glance is enough—his brows are knitted together, lips slightly parted, the cool glow of his phone illuminating his face and glistening off his glossy lips. you know exactly why he’s calling.

“hi, baby,” you slur, voice syrupy with just enough bite, “i miss you so much.”

“i miss you too, my angel,” he exhales, his voice barely more than a whisper, chest rising and falling in measured, aching pulls. from where you stand, you see everything—the way his shirt clings to his body, damp in all the right places, the faint quiver of his lips holding back words he’s too desperate to say. the sound of his breath, uneven and needy, fills the air between you. his gaze burns, molten and consuming, pouring his hunger into every inch of your skin.

you giggle, a sound light and teasing, as you saunter toward your shared room. "i can tell, lover."

his smile is shy, almost boyish, but not enough to stop the slow, steady stroke of his hand over his aching length. "home already?"

you nod, a quiet hum slipping past your lips as you step into the closet, the soft shuffle of your feet muted against the carpet. your fingers trail over the familiar fabrics until they find your favorite pajamas. as you pull them from their place, you cross the room to the dresser, propping your phone against its edge. the glow of the screen bathes the space in muted light, capturing him on the other side—his hand moving with practiced rhythm, his flushed face a picture of unguarded bliss, every gasp and twitch drawing you deeper into the moment.

"ya looked so beautiful tonight. fuck—" his words falter, the shaky gasp making your thighs press together. "y’know i love that dress on you. can’t believe i wasn’t—hah—there to fuck you in it."

you grin, a wicked curl tugging at the corners of your lips. “i could keep this dress on a little longer for you if you’d like me to, baekhyunie,” you purr, your voice a delicate weave of honey and innocence, teasing just enough to leave him craving.

his breath hitches, a sharp exhale breaking free as his head falls back, throat exposed in a display of surrender. “hah— fuck, s-say that again,” he rasps, eyes clenched shut like he’s bracing himself against the tidal wave you’ve unleashed. his hand moves faster now, the slick sound of his strokes filling the space between you.

you tilt your head, feigning naivety, your eyes wide and sweet like sugar dusted cherries. “huh? say what, baekhyunie?” your voice lilts with mock innocence, the act so it’s almost cruel.

as you shift, the delicate strap of your dress slips, baring your shoulder and collarbone—a canvas of temptation. soft, lickable, and oh-so-bitable. baekhyun's gaze sears through the screen, his mind unraveling with reckless fantasies, aching to bridge the distance and claim you, over and over again, losing himself in you until the sun rises.

the sight of you, the way his name drips from your lips—it’s his undoing. his rhythm falters, the once-steady motion of his hand becoming erratic, desperate. he’s unraveling, and you can see it in the furrow of his brow, hear it in the staggered cadence of his breath. you lean closer, your voice dropping into a sultry whisper.

“gonna cum f’me, baekhyunie?”

the way your voice softens his name, rolling off those plush lips, breaks him into pieces. the sensation crashes over him, an overwhelming rush that leaves him shaking, the heat of his release spilling in thick, white streaks across his toned stomach, splattering his shirt in wild, chaotic lines. your name escapes him in a breathless murmur as he rides the last tremors of his high.

you smile, satisfied with the mess you’ve made of him, the power you wield with nothing but your voice and a knowing glance.

as he comes down, his chest heaving, baekhyun peels his ruined shirt off, using it to clean himself up. when his face reappears on the screen, there’s a glint of mischief in his eyes, a wicked curve to his mouth.

“your turn, sweetheart,” he murmurs, voice still rough with pleasure.

[helluvapurf]

*sips tea seeing HB "Mastermind" making its rounds*

...Sooooo, this latest episode's content definitely was... alot, in more ways than one lol .w. Don't really have the energy atm to do a full "Pros & Cons" list like my prior reviews, soooo... have some jumbled first impressions below lmao:

NOTE: Obv there'll be some spoilers ahead so do keep note of that... aaaaand like usual these ARE just my own personal thoughts at the end of the day, so *please* try to keep things civil if you disagree with anything below. Thank you. 🙏

WOO, nice to see some more Sins introduced on-screen! 🤩Satan is pretty rad with his cowboy dragon aesthetic, the sleepy sheep lady (Belphegor, I think?) looks cute, and I do like the idea of Leviathan being a two-head split creature (tho ngl, I kiiiinda wish her "pretty" half wasn't just a taller version of the Glam twins 😭 might just be the Bi in me talking hlhjk but... Viv y u so allergic to giving us pretty monster ladiessss-)

Great to see Asmodeus, Beezlebub & Mammon back all at once, and their courtroom getups were pretty cool~ 👀Loved Ozzie & Bee's lil friendship, along with Mammon being the most annoying brother-like figure to both Bee & Ozzie lmao

BLITZ'S (almost) FINAL SPEECH TO HIS WHOLE CREW PRE-EXECUTION (+requesting M&M to take care of Loona if he died), MY HEART- 😭😭❤️For all this man's flaws/past mistakes, there's NO denying how much he loves his employees & loved ones at the end of the day (& vice-versa on their ends)... hhhhh q-q

The inner-most squee I had at the Fizz cameo & his frantic worry for Blitz (+texting Ozzie to protect his best friend), aaaaaa~ TwT 💕💕 (*also semi-related side note; but YAY a lil Verosika cameo too (loving her twin-tail hairdo~), even showing fearful concern for Blitz's fate? Aww~ 🥺🩷Plsss let this be a sign her character's not completely done in terms of screentime, I'd SO love for more Blitz/Verosika bonding moments (to maybe a potential brotp forming) as he got with Fizz! 🙏🙏*)

Striker returns, yaaaay!~ 😍 ...aaaand he's mainly just there to act like a dumb grunt to Andre's plotting, oh... 😐'least his court getup's pretty snazzy though, loving the jacket~👌

Blitz + IMP finally getting to receive some hero treatments in the public (Impkind's) eye, fireworks, street celebrations, and potential new clients-included? Sweeeeet~ 👏👏

...well I'll be, Stolas actually getting some narrative consequences here?? 😲😲Standing up for Blitz's life, taking the blame for the Grimoire's misuse, accepting his punishment of the 100 year ban from his status, wealth & powers that were part of his life since forever... daaaaang, now this is some good character building here!~ 👀 Now, with such an honorable & grand gesture Stolas did for the sake of Blitz, their brief duet, and the end shot of them basically becoming roommates now that Stolas has nothing left... does this make me an official Stol*itz shipper now?? 🤩 ...Hmmmmmmmmm, nah lol 🤷‍♀️Now, okay I don't mean to sound like some negative nancy bitch or however, cause I AM proud of Stolas taking the lengths he did to protect Blitz & IMP (and now with him not having a fancy prince title anymore, this could potentially give him the chance to challenge his past privileged/classist mindset, living in the same social class as the same Imps his fellow Goetia society have long-oppressed). However, if there's anything I've learned from shows like Bojack Horseman... big grand gestures are NOT the be-all/end-all answer to proving romantic compatibility 👏👏

When it comes to any sort of relationship, romantic or otherwise... what should matter most is consistent, genuine care & support from one partner to another. And as far as we've seen from Stolas & Blitz's dynamic up til this point... imo, they really haven't had enough positive (non-sexual) bonding moments (save for stuff like their attempts at small talk at "Ozzie's", Stolas laughing at Blitz's sitcom jokes in "Seeing Stars", one photo of Blitz smiling while they slept), to justify them being some "destined-for-one-another" couple? 🤷‍♀️ Not helped by how both men were constantly avoiding & bickering at one another for most of S2 up til now... Iiiii can't be the only one who found it just a tad rushed Blitz was suddenly all "loving/domestic hubby mode🥺🥺" towards Stolas at the end... right? .w.;; Esp. in light of Stolas going through so much as he had to in one trial (+the realization of what'll become of his daughter, following said-punishment) ...he really, really shouldn't be in the mindset for tackling romance rn (at least til he continues to grow & heal better, down the line)... with OR without Blitz😔

....buuut yeah, thats just my own take on the matter; so ofc NO shade at all to those who are genuine Stolas/Stol*itz fans btw (thanks to this ep and/or previous ones), you're valid!👍👍For me, I'll still be vibing onwards with my own personal HCs/ships, so feel free to stay tuned for that if you're curious! :>

Now that we've finally got to meet Vassago upfront, Iiiii'm honestly a lil disappointed he was just... "there" in terms of plot-relevancy (even with all his previous trailer/merch hype)? .w.;; Don't get me wrong, I DO find it refreshing that Vassago's actually a nice guy, and that Stolas did have some genuine support in the Goetia society after all. But other than Vassago wholesomely cheering on Stolas by the sidelines... hmmm, I can't help feeling like not much would've changed had Vassago not been here at all, ngl 🤷‍♀️ Maaaaybe S3 might change things if he gets more spotlight there instead (esp with what I remember everyone theorizing of Vassago (possibly) becoming a 2nd love interest for Stolas .3. idk, part of me's kinda curious how that'd play out with Blitz in the picture- 🤔)?

Andrealphus's antagonist spotlight here... was fine, I guess? Idk, I can't say I've ever been too big a fan of Andre beforehand (mainly from his late-inclusion in the Stolas plot feeling a lil forced + him stealing the spotlight of what could've been interesting villain potential for Stella imo). Not to say I didn't find some of his hammy dialogue funny, along with enjoying the visuals of his ice magic... buuuut yeah, still pretty lukewarm towards him either way 🤷‍♀️could've also done without those creepy af comments about his sister as well... like bruh that in*cest shit wasn't funny the first time, whyyy keep bringing that back- 🤢

Speaking of Stella... ehhhhh, still a pretty flat character as she was in previous episodes (which I guess shouldn't be too surprising with this show's track record with female characters ngl 🤷‍♀️). Interesting to finally see an on-screen interaction with her & Octavia though (granted, not exactly on a good note given her evil smirk at the end... but I guess it does answer some HC questions I had previously of what their mother/daughter dynamic is like, hmmm... 🤔).

As for Octavia in-question... hhHHHH MY POOR BIRD CHILD T-T 💔💔Girl practically watched her greatest fears coming true (aka: Stolas abandoning her for the sake of Blitz), seeing what became of her dad on live-TV. Even if she obviously doesn't know the full story (esp with her mom & uncle pulling strings), its still SO heartbreaking when you consider her trailer sneak-peek ("You never loved Mother, you don't love me, you love him-"). And with only one episode left before S2 wraps up... ooooof, this ain't gonna be pretty ;-;

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-Hoooo yeah, that was alot of rambling my bad... but yeah, thats about as clear of thoughts as I have rn regarding "Mastermind". Even with some of the (admittedly) bloated cast, and some other narrative nitpicks I have with it... I'm honestly hyped to see how the upcoming finale will tie all these big plot points together! 👀🤞🤞

[mikrokcsmos]

Kith

synopsis; in which Jin can’t resist the adorable toddler antics of his daughter, not even when he’s on a vlive.

pairing; dad!seokjin x mom!reader

genre; fluff, humor, drabble, idol au, domestic au, dad au, vlive au, married au

warnings; just Jin being the sweetest dad ever 🥹

rating; PG-13

w/c; 707

a/n; but like, can y’all picture it as much as I have? this is something he would most definitely do for his little one and I’m not SOBBING you are!!!! ps - kith is how I used to say ‘kiss’ when I was young as well as say ‘lippy’ when I wanted to wear lipstick/chapstick sooooo that’ll be incorporated in this fic. 😙

Jin could hear the shuffle of tiny feet and loud giggles before his office door swung open, only to slam back against the wall. He made an involuntary wince, nervous chuckle spilling out.

In an instant the vlive was flooded with the same topic of comments, more than well aware who the culprit was behind the noise from previous streams.

OMG WHERE IS SHE????

ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE SHE’S BEEN ON HERE!!!

You tried, you really tried.

There was only so much you could do to entertain your 3 year old daughter while her father did his vlive in the other room. From Barbie’s, to cars, to board games, to books, to arts and crafts, to dance parties, to glitter, to glam —

Which unfortunately for Jin, was the last thing you both did before your daughter decided that enough was enough and your makeover was complete so now she was determined to do daddy’s as well.

By the time your exhausted body was able to make it to his office, she had already made herself comfortable on his lap. She was waving at the camera and smiling wide, lipstick stained teeth being shown to who knows how many people tonight. Jin’s eyes flicker up to meet your apologetic ones behind the camera, mouth opening to assure you that it was okay, when your daughter decided she had other plans.

“Daddy, lippy!” She demanded, thrusting her small hands your way. You raise a brow at her, crossing your arms over your chest.

Your voice is calm, but stern.

“What do we say, love?”

She pouts cutely, bottom lip jutting out as she sinks into her father’s embrace at your ‘mom’ voice.

“Pwease, can I have lippy?”

“Well, baby, that depends on daddy and if he wants to wear lippy.”

All it takes is one puppy dog eyed look from his daughter and he’s sighing in defeat, nodding his head at you and putting his hand out towards you to grab the lipstick container from you.

You mouth the words ‘sorry, honey’ as you give it to him. He gives you a playful glare, but smiles to let you know not to take him seriously. Sitting off to the side, still behind the camera, you sit down on the large bean bag your husband insisted he needed in his home office.

You watch the chaos unfold with a content smile. Your daughter turns around in his lap, and once he hands her the uncapped lipstick, all caution gets thrown to the wind. Once she deems him to be done, she looks over at you with one last demand from her tiny, devious little mind.

She brings her hands out wide, to then quickly smash them together with a loud clap.

“Now, kith!”

You and Jin look at each other, having a silent conversation. In the end, he just shrugs his shoulders and leaves the decision up to you. You close your eyes, letting out a quiet exhale, before you heave yourself back up to stand, walking over to them the short distance and into the view of the camera for the first time.

The comments begin to explode over what they see, but not from the sweet kiss you have with your husband, no.

It’s because of your very obvious, pregnant belly that sticks out like a sore thumb. Something you both have kept secret for 7 months now.

When you pull away, he plants a kiss on your white oversized t-shirt wearing belly, leaving a perfect lipstick stain of his lips. You lean your body sideways against him, and his head lays on your belly. Your daughter gives a small kiss of her own and when you stare at the monitor of your perfect little soon to be family of four, your heart bursts with both warmth and love.

Your daughter lets out a big yawn, and Jin just laughs, patting her head.

“Alright, looks like it’s time to sign off. Thank you everyone for joining and all of the congratulations and well wishes for the new baby. Till next time, bye!”

As if all of you planned it prematurely, you all pucker your lips at the camera while you wave, and give the heart sign.

[divinequo]

YOUR FAV DEE SHIP NOW [please👍]

UH UH HARD TO SAY

on the one hand the og ship of life x Dee is adorable!!

I originally wasn't a big fan since lif seemed very flat and plain as a character with not a lot of information about her. But I still thought the ship held good promises so I stayed liking it, THEN THE NEW EPISODE CAME OUT AND WOOOOO

we definitely got to see more of her as a character and though we don't know as much about her we do know a few things

•She has hardcore hallucinations (as a sleep deprived person yesss normalizing hallucinations is incredible! We love to see it)

•She likes to visit the abandoned carnival (super spooky n cool👀) and even cut a hole in a fence to get through

•Shes fery energetic and very similar to heavy in personality

Over all sick ass ship! Super cute and I can't wait for more scenes between them. 8/10

Then there's Diana x Dee which is.. confusing but cute!

Since Diana's only been in one episode it's hard to make a decision. We could see she has a slight crush on Dee (which I find weird since like... Hes a stranger to her? Nothing wrong with it just, idk strange) which is interesting considering dee and his family in s2 ep6 are shown to be considered "psychos" by most of the students. (except heavys 'friends' who while ditched his party due to the missing people around can be seen on his Instagram being by his side as mostly good friends) so her potential shame and confusion over thinking dee is cute is definitely really sweet to watch, however even if lif wasnt involved or dees intended love interest i couldn't imagine him liking Diana back due to the differences, while their alot alike in superiority complexes and both are or seem privileged still live vastly different lives, I mean Dee purposely humiliated her infront of the whole class when the teacher already made a inappropriate comment to her (that bordered on being creepy and bullying from a grown ass man) sooooo I don't see it as much of a possibility, however the creators did say that they wanted to bring Diana back in storylines but that now wasn't the time nor place for it.

Still, I give it a solid 6/10

Villhem x dee

Ooooh this one's tricky and I'm unsure

While I love me some good yaoi and gayness (since I'm gay) there's not much to go off, afterall vill was only introduced in this newest episode and we have no clue or confirmation he'll reappear (by GOD i want him too, and now that there's a actual plot in the modern age of the story that isn't just a 6000 glam flash back episode.. love those too but yk, I want spice) so the interactions are scarce, but the idea of dynamic where both are complete nerds but one is hyper dorky and pathetically cringe and the other is more sleek, sophisticated and well minded is honestly pretty hilarious and it makes for a good crack pairing.

7/10

[rivetgoth]

I have definitely talked about it before (though I can’t find any specific posts right now) but god I love this fucking album sooooo much. Far and away my favorite PIG output which is saying a lot. It’s also one of thee only commentaries on Christianity using the aesthetics that I can stand as I feel like very very few attempts at doing so are successful. But Raymond did so good with this. Through the whole album he takes in this persona of this like, culty televangelist preacher type who uses Christianity as both a tool to manipulate and control the people and ironically a way to justify his own succumbing to temptation. All of the sleaze and glam and glitter and lechery and hypocrisy. Also pretty much every song is just such a banger. Opening the album with “We are the pure and chosen few and all the rest are damned / There’s room enough in Hell for you, we don’t want Heaven crammed,” the line “the miracle of no regret” (UGGHH), the part in “Cult of Chaos” when he says “I’m a servant for the shilling … of my God that’s ever willing” it’s so good. Could do a very very lengthy writeup on this whole LP someday.

[nezumeanie]

☆ a s m o party night! *˚⁺‧. •̩̩͙*˚⁺‧.˚ *•̩̩͙ ✩. •̩̩͙*˚⁺‧. •̩̩͙*˚⁺‧. ˚ *•̩̩͙ ✩.

warnings: alcohol mention | drunk mc | a party scene, ofc (horrific!!!!!!) | but gn reader as always >_<)7 and maybe some typos i dunno

♡ you had never actually considered going to one of those “asmo parties”—spending so much of your time exhausted from devildom antics, swamped with language homework you couldn’t make sense of, and the overall overwhelm of your exchange, you just couldn’t find the time or energy to look into it. this particular asmo party, however, was going to celebrate his birthday making this asmo party even more asmo themed: everyone should wear as much pink as possible and glam themselves up as much as their pretty little bodies could handle. something about that made you feel giddy and annoyed at the same time, not really knowing whether or not it was a good idea to go.

♡ that night had been filled with an electricity you hadn’t been used to as well. unconsciously, you really wanted to impress asmo, and wanted to make sure you looked good in front of all the guests he loosely called his friends. maybe his sin was peppered in the air, you hoped people would look at you and know that you knew asmo in ways that they would never think to imagine, that you had seen him really cry or that you had even seen him with a bandaid over a pimple on his forehead (thought you hadn’t ever seen the actual pimple). that your proximity to him would incite anything in them: anger, jealousy, awe, admiration. maybe that feeling was new, maybe it wasn’t. the venue was dark with varying shades of pink and white neon lights, all sorts of beings were pressed together in a way on alcohol could make cozy, the sound of the music drummed deep in your chest making your own heartbeat unrecognizable. you wondered is this the right idea? since you would, undoubtedly, see asmo again in the morning at home and would wish him happy birthday then, instead of watching him turn over a new year at midnight tonight. he thought himself to be the whole world like this, it made you smile how strange he truly was.

♡ the only worry you had was whether or not you would get to see asmo at all! the air was hot and sticky, the people around were singing and yelling and laughing and all of their faces were unrecognizable to you. there’s no earthly way someone could have actually known this many people, but then you supposed asmo had thousands of years to make friends. or maybe he hadn’t. there was also a surprising amount of humans at this party which lifted your spirits slightly: there would be something other than demonus here tonight. worming your way through the crowd, you found the bar, the bartenders all wearing paper masks with asmo’s smiling face on them. definitely weird, definitely on brand. asking asmo number five for something from the human realm, they poured you something pink and shimmery and you downed it in haste. it definitely was not champagne. but you couldn’t ignore the warmth and…..and confidence it was giving you. you asked for another.

♡ the ‘countdown to asmo day’ was projected on a screen behind the dj, ten minutes and fifty-four seconds. how long had you been here? this whole thing suddenly feels really funny. you start to giggle with a sparkly drink in your hand. hey when did you order this drink? hehe. it tasted sooooo good though maybe someone gave it to you with a smile because you looked sooo pretty tonight? hehe. well, you knew better than to drink an open drink anyway. you blinked slowly and staggered backwards bumping bodies with someone, not uncommon. giggling again you turned to apologize. oh! you found him! asmo! he had a wide eyed expression. “what’re you doing here? and like this too?” he gracefully stole the glass from your hand and smiled. “you look gorgeous” he added. hehe asmo was always so forward wasn’t he? you could smell demonus on him, but you really couldn’t tell he had been drinking at all. and what sort of question was that? what other reason could there be to go to an asmo party? that made him laugh in a way that made you swoon in a way you normally wouldn’t allow. maybe he hadn’t noticed maybe he had. asmo told you he was flattered you came this time after many many months of asking you to attend one. wishing you two had walked in together to turn heads and gain gasps from his audience. somehow you were just sober enough to roll your eyes at such a statement, but unable to tell if it was bass or butterflies in your stomach.

♡ the ‘asmo day’ timer ticked on minutes went by that he stood and talked with you. you don’t remember when he had taken your hand in the conversation, whether to steady or you because he liked doing so you didn’t have the mind to wonder. your drink still in his hand like an accessory. anger burned in your chest inexplicably—why was he down here talking with you? shouldn’t he have been on stage taking in the excitement when the asmo-faced ball dropped down the miniature tower? you had been shouting over the music all night, so maybe your tone hadn’t changed when you said this. asmo kept on smiling at you, but his eyes softened. “i really wish i would’ve known you were here tonight.” he had leaned into your ear to say that. something in your chest burned again. what the hell is that supposed to mean? and shouldn’t he be up there hosting his party. he leaned in again. as much as this is an asmo party, the majority of it is mostly, he said to you, for show—the humans; the incubi; the demons; those sneaky, sneaky angels; they weren’t here for asmodeus, but for what he represents: unadulterated and limitless access to their deepest desires. asmo always found himself being incredulously honest with you, and here he was telling you that it wasn’t him they desired, but the desire itself kept them drawn to him. you blinked hard and he laughed. “unfortunately there’s no one else in the devildom who can host a party like i can, after attending an asmo party every other party will feel like a five year old’s birthday,” he spoke while waving that glass on the air, the glitter in it spun but not a drop sloshed out. “and besides, i’ve already gotten everything i wanted out of this party about ten minutes ago.” his smile morphed into a smaller, more intimate one. you couldn’t help but wonder if anyone else got smiles like this or if it was just for you. that shimmery drink hadn’t given you the confidence to ask him that.

♡ asmo was impressive, maybe you were truly seeing it for the first time. the atmosphere was both lighthearted and intense. all the bodies around found ways to flirt with each other, touch each other, give each other knowing looks before sneaking out of the crowds. you had even noticed a larger amount of eyes on you than usual and, without meaning to humble or self deprecating, you knew it was an effect of the party: the secret wants of someone bubbling beneath the surface of their everyday life was brought beneath asmo’s moonlight, unclothed, inspected, and accepted. encouraged, even. he looked over his unruly crowd with a pleasure of his own, something almost paternal in his eyes. you called to him again. the countdown had begun from thirty. when asmo turned to look at you, you noticed the way he looked at you. innocent. not that he thought of you in that sense, but that he hadn’t looked at you with the intention of eating you up. maybe it was that drink, but this really annoyed you. the crowd calling numbers annoyed you, the way people came and went touching asmo’s arms and shoulders and waist annoyed you, the fact that he felt like babysitting you in the crowd instead of putting on a show on stage annoyed you. also the way he trusted you with his secrets was starting to annoy you. half teetering, you leaned into his chest hoping to press your lips against his and to your bewilderment, he pulled away biting his own intensely. “you don’t understand it,” he panted “but i’ve really, really been holding back. because it’s you.” the look in his eyes where the ones you had been longing for. the countdown concluded in a series of cheers and applause, the crowd all pulling the ones nearest to them into lust filled kisses. only you and asmo stood staring at each other. the energy, the smell, his hand in yours, the look on his face…you leaned once again and said “did you really think you were the only one?”

[jvngkook97]

Kith

synopsis; in which Jin can’t resist the adorable toddler antics of his daughter, not even when he’s on a vlive.

pairing; dad!seokjin x mom!reader

genre; fluff, humor, drabble, idol au, domestic au, dad au, vlive au, married au

warnings; just Jin being the sweetest dad ever 🥹

rating; PG-13

w/c; 707

a/n; but like, can y’all picture it as much as I have? this is something he would most definitely do for his little one and I’m not SOBBING you are!!!! ps - kith is how I used to say ‘kiss’ when I was young as well as say ‘lippy’ when I wanted to wear lipstick/chapstick sooooo that’ll be incorporated in this fic. 😙

this is part of an ongoing random gif inspired drabble series. you can find other short fics to read like this here

Jin could hear the shuffle of tiny feet and loud giggles before his office door swung open, only to slam back against the wall. He made an involuntary wince, nervous chuckle spilling out.

In an instant the vlive was flooded with the same topic of comments, more than well aware who the culprit was behind the noise from previous streams.

OMG WHERE IS SHE????

ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE SHE’S BEEN ON HERE!!!

You tried, you really tried.

There was only so much you could do to entertain your 3 year old daughter while her father did his vlive in the other room. From Barbie’s, to cars, to board games, to books, to arts and crafts, to dance parties, to glitter, to glam —

Which unfortunately for Jin, was the last thing you both did before your daughter decided that enough was enough and your makeover was complete so now she was determined to do daddy’s as well.

By the time your exhausted body was able to make it to his office, she had already made herself comfortable on his lap. She was waving at the camera and smiling wide, lipstick stained teeth being shown to who knows how many people tonight. Jin’s eyes flicker up to meet your apologetic ones behind the camera, mouth opening to assure you that it was okay, when your daughter decided she had other plans.

“Daddy, lippy!” She demanded, thrusting her small hands your way. You raise a brow at her, crossing your arms over your chest.

Your voice is calm, but stern.

“What do we say, love?”

She pouts cutely, bottom lip jutting out as she sinks into her father’s embrace at your ‘mom’ voice.

“Pwease, can I have lippy?”

“Well, baby, that depends on daddy and if he wants to wear lippy.”

All it takes is one puppy dog eyed look from his daughter and he’s sighing in defeat, nodding his head at you and putting his hand out towards you to grab the lipstick container from you.

You mouth the words ‘sorry, honey’ as you give it to him. He gives you a playful glare, but smiles to let you know not to take him seriously. Sitting off to the side, still behind the camera, you sit down on the large bean bag your husband insisted he needed in his home office.

You watch the chaos unfold with a content smile. Your daughter turns around in his lap, and once he hands her the uncapped lipstick, all caution gets thrown to the wind. Once she deems him to be done, she looks over at you with one last demand from her tiny, devious little mind.

She brings her hands out wide, to then quickly smash them together with a loud clap.

“Now, kith!”

You and Jin look at each other, having a silent conversation. In the end, he just shrugs his shoulders and leaves the decision up to you. You close your eyes, letting out a quiet exhale, before you heave yourself back up to stand, walking over to them the short distance and into the view of the camera for the first time.

The comments begin to explode over what they see, but not from the sweet kiss you have with your husband, no.

It’s because of your very obvious, pregnant belly that sticks out like a sore thumb. Something you both have kept secret for 7 months now.

When you pull away, he plants a kiss on your white oversized t-shirt wearing belly, leaving a perfect lipstick stain of his lips. You lean your body sideways against him, and his head lays on your belly. Your daughter gives a small kiss of her own and when you stare at the monitor of your perfect little soon to be family of four, your heart bursts with both warmth and love.

Your daughter lets out a big yawn, and Jin just laughs, patting her head.

“Alright, looks like it’s time to sign off. Thank you everyone for joining and all of the congratulations and well wishes for the new baby. Till next time, bye!”

As if all of you planned it prematurely, you all pucker your lips at the camera while you wave, and give the heart sign.

[tartsinarat]

new owl house oc

Sooooo here’s Nimbus, I wrote out his concept a while ago but I haven't been able to draw him until now.

Hes a sheep... WITH A DARK SIDE...

nah but seriously though despite Nimbus's edgy rebel style he's actually a sweetie with a heart of gold that has his head up in the clouds 90% of the time and I love him for that

my voice headcanon for him is Marshall lee from adventure time.

He's apart of Hexside's Human Appreciation Society and is the guy who supplies HAS with human music from cds that he buys off of from Eda.

His favourite genre of human music is 80s glam rock

Nimbus is apart of the golden heir au as well but isn't really part of the main cast until much later in the events of the au.

In regards to Nimbus's role in the au, he and Pip are partners in chaos who often meet up to either cause mischief or practice for the band they're planning on creating together for the infamous battle of the bands (in the boiling isles, its a literal battle tournament between bards to show off their skills and I will definitely draw that as a comic at some point.)

alsoooo though Nimbus and Pip just really good friends at the beginning, in reality Pip has a massive crush on Nimbus that later gets revealed to be mutual... but this isn't revealed until massive amounts of angst happens >:)

au masterpost for funsies

[sk3tch404]

Not a question just generally curious. Who's your favorite character from all the shows you watch?

I got this ask a while ago, but I didnt answer as im apart of like 1000 fandoms

Well for now at the top of my head, I can think of a few.

JJBA

Right now, my fav has gooot to be Josuke. Im literally the same age as him which makes him really relatable, and part 4 is just goated 🔥🔥

Tokyo Revengers

HANMA MOTHERFUCKING SHUJI. I was gonna say Draken but... Lets be real. I love the worst guys 💔 Hed be the most unhinged toxic death gripping yandere. His personality I would fucking hate irl, but i like to giggle about it behind my cracked ass screen. And hes just so... Soooooooo.... SOOOOO HOOOOOOOOTTT 😫😫😓

Identity V

Not a show but shhh it's an original.

Norton Campbell. Sorry Jack but he was here first. Always have loved him, and always will. Mf made me join the fandom im the first place low-key. I really like his design and canon personality. I personally think relatable due to things in my past. 10/10 character, would main again.

Demon Slayer

Douma.

Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma Douma

Just... Its the same as Hanma tbh. Fictional psychopathic/sociopaths got a grip on me. Maybe its bc I can enjoy their dramatized freak of nature selves from a FARRR distance.

(Spoiler for Infinity Castle arc from here??)

He's got pretty privilege, so annoying that its funny, OP ASFFFFF if plot amor didnt get him (OR HIS DAMN YAPPING), and he's just so silly.

HXH

.... I want to look good and say Kurapika or Gon, but we all know.

Chrollo. L.

HE CAN TAKE THIS L UGGHHH

I actually really like and enjoy his character lol. I die laughing at how everyone in the yan community has just agreed, "Yeah Chrollo is crazy manipulative and OP, but he's not suave with his darling. Like at all." Its nooooot always accurate, but can we normalize fun? Enjoyment? Being happy? Having a laugh and a clickity cackle?

Jujutsu Kaisen

I haven't been into JJK for a while buuutt i do still get spoilers so!! Im still in baby.

Anyways, Geto. Him being uh.... Opinionated isn't reaaally my favorite thing, but his character is really good. Bc like, I get his motivations and its just really good in general.

And hes pretty.

Not much to say. Ive read the manga a little after the Shibuya arc, but the tree looking mf explaining got... Too long. And confusing so I havent consumed JJK content since 😭

Record of Ragnarok

Buddah. NEEEEXTTTTT.

Arcane

Viktor. Beautiful design, voice, and, muah, PERSONALITYYYY.

My #1 thing is intelligence, 2nd is cracking jokes. He's checking the boxes, YEAH. YEAH.

Cheekbones ughhhhh YES

His character is also well made and intriguing.

Metal Family

Glam. Glam always.

[puhpandas]

as much as were all kinda berugedly theorizing about ruin rn I actually want to talk about the things I loved about it. first off the atmosphere was genuinely terrifying???? they stepped up so much with the animations and everything. monty at the beginning right before the title got me so bad

plus the story???? it genuinely feels like a video game. sb was scuffed story wise as much as I genuinely adore it, but this was just so good and linear. it holds up so well on it's own and it has so many iconic moments

I really enjoyed the Gregory plot. hes getting more and more involved as time goes on even if he doesnt want to. the mimic is using HIM to lure people to get out and take more lives. he couldnt even save Cassie because it used his voice too much to lure her to danger

despite the mixed feelings on the mimic (I dont think its THE mimic, just a very very similar character that inspired the books instead of the other way around) but it was genuinely awesome. a new villain introduced that could very well be glitchtraps true form, and its definitely setting up vanessa, Gregory and Freddy to be the new protagonists that keep the mimic at bay. a LOT was implied to happen off screen and I find it sooooo interesting trying to figure out what they've been up to. I'm so excited to see where they go with this and waiting will be really agonizing

not to mention the FIC POTENTIAL!!! oneshots with Cassie and Gregory post ruin if she got out, fixing the glamrocks literally being a mechanic and you can give chica her voice box back, GLAM BONNIE, confirmed 3 star ending with implications to what they got up to afterwards, small bits of Gregory backstory that give insight on how his character is kind and caring, just SO many possibilities with this dlc

[agena87]

Hi! please can you do 🎸 for Mal and 📸 for Wolfie?

Rock star Mal:

Could I have made him more slutty? Probably. Did I want to make him more slutty? Definitively! Did the CC I wanted to use clip with his massive upper body? Unfortunately.

+++

Red carpet glam Wolfie:

I guess he's going to the Met Gala or something? (I know nothing of red carpet stuff or anything to do with celebrities, actually. I only know the Met is that event where celebs dress super high fashion-y and people on the internet spend days afterwards judging their outfits)(which are often crazy-looking and sometimes rather ugly, but that's "haute couture" I suppose) Either way, he is SOOOOO fucking pretty that I want to make about 12714 renders of him in this outfit ^^

Also, he has a ridiculously massive ass and I often think of sizing it down juuuust a midge, but then Mal threatens to kill if I do, so I don't (same thing for Al, actually; though Wolfie defo have the biggest ass of the two).

[shapeshiftinterest]

Polyamory Click: sun x moon x monty, fazcule

based on THIS post and a little on THIS post

hybrid!au: sun and moon are humans, the glamrocks are animal hybrids

sun, moon, and monty are the newest employees and have worked at the plex for at least a few months

monty gets on board with polyamory and dating sun and moon so he tells his bandmates

he’s a lil confused but he’s got the spirit

story under the read more

Polyamory Click (also on ao3)

“I UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING!!!” Monty yelled, slamming the breakroom door open.

His outburst made Chica squawk, dropping her lunch. “MY FRIES!!” She wailed, dropping to the floor and trying to gather them all up. Roxy’s arm jerked at the commotion, ruining her latest attempt to paint Freddy’s claws.

“Damn it, Monty, look what you made me do,” Roxy said, cleaning Freddy’s claws with a wet wipe. “Chica don’t eat those.”

Chica spat out the floor fries and reached for-

“And don’t you dare put any in your purse.”

“But Roxy-!”

“No, get Monty to buy you replacement fries.”

Chica pouted, tossing the fries into the trash and sitting by her girlfriend.

"Guys! Focus on me!”

“What did you understand, Monty?” Freddy asked, in an awkward attempt to smooth things over.

“The polyarmory!”

His bandmates blinked. “You mean polyamory?” Chica said, looking up as Monty paced the room. It’s a good thing they were sitting in a more open section or his tail would have knocked everything over from how hard it was wagging.

He snapped his fingers, the polish already chipping on his own claws. Roxy would probably corner him once she was done with Freddy’s. “Yea, that!”

“Didn’t really get why y’all were into it but I totally get it now! Like,” Monty started waving his arms around and gesturing. “That polymammory-”

“Polyamory.”

“-Polyamory shit really clicked into place when I was on my movie date with Sun 'n  Moon yesterday, and they let me eat from both a’ their popcorns buckets with impurity.”

“Impunity, Monty.” Freddy said, blowing on on the nail polish while Roxy capped the bottles.

“At least he’s trying the word a day calendar?” Chica shrugged, happy Monty was using her birthday present. The words were a little jumbled but he was getting closer to using the right ones more often.

“‘Course Imma use it, girl. You got it for me.”

“Aaaawwww.”

“That is... not exactly, what polyamory is about. But we’re all very happy for you, Monty,” Freddy said, realizing that he probably should have eaten his burger before Roxy painted his nails. His ears drooped a little when his stomach growled.

Seeing his dilemma, Roxy unwrapped the top of the Double Deluxe Fazburger’s paper and held it up for him so he could take a bite. “Ah, thank you, Roxy.”

“No prob. ‘N yeah,” She turned to face Monty, one hand holding the burger, the other hovering under it so the crumbs and sauce wouldn’t get on their outfits. “Glad t’see you finally on board the Fazcule train lmao.”

“I wasn’t not on it,” Monty grumbled, snagging a chip from Freddy’s tray seeing as how Roxy’s was finished and he still owed Chica some fries. “Just didn’t know it was a thing I could do is all.”

“Sooooo, did you do anything else besides eat from both of their popcorn buckets?” Chica sing songed, leaning into the bassist’s space.

“What? No!”

“C’mooooon, you can tell us~ You held hands didn’t you. Didja get twice the goodnight kisses?” Chica smirked, chasing after Monty as he leapt out of his seat and tried to run from her interrogation. “Montyyyy, tell meeeee!”

“No!”

Roxy and Freddy laughed as the other Glams raced around the table and Freddy choked on his sandwhich a little from laughing too hard.