#i … cant

[czowwlart]

He's got moves 🎶🕺💃

[chaotic-little-stuffs]

ASGHAUSJUWAYW

Scuttlebutt and her Stink Ma(w)🪲🪲

[victorygreen8]

If at any moment I feel like I need a good laugh, I just look at this photo.

It temporarily solves all my problems in life.

[monigote001]

This song makes me think about her

[zousiq]

“You were never broken..Viktor. There is beauty in imperfections. An inseparable piece of everything…I admire about you.”

[seraph5]

I gotta talk about the casual intimacy of this moment for a sec. The way Kirk sits down on the bed, like he's sat down on a bed he and Spock have shared countless times before, his arm literally resting against Spock's body/hip as a gentle way to rouse him. And then the way Spock's hand grabs him then moves up his arm like he knows it's Jim before he even sees it's him. This blind connection. This touching and untouched bond. This unshakeable thing.

[spid3rcatss]

It's the way Jayce and Viktor's fates have been intertwined since the beginning. It's the way Viktor saves Jayce as a child and Jayce in turn saved Viktor from himself. It's the way that Viktor gave Jayce the gem which got him inspired to make hextech. It's the way Jayce wore the gem and it then became fused to him. It's the way that a piece of Viktor became a part of himself. It's the way Jayce believed that Viktor was still inside the Herald. It's the way Viktor knew that the only person who could save him from Hextech was Jayce. It's the way Jayce sacrificed himself without a second thought even when Viktor told him to save himself. It's the way Jayce just wanted his partner back.

And he did. He got him back. And they'll never be apart again. They are eternal. They are in the cosmos. They are together, just as it's meant to be.

[literallygwenandvi]

yeah sorry I'm like on the verge of a breakdown right now

[moreespressoformydepresso]

Dammit that deal was supposed to remain a secret

[thatstoomanysausages]

In all seriousness, if we want to get introspective and dramatic about Grian’s reactions to Skizz and Mumbo’s deaths, then the implications are completely devastating.

Grian’s loud sobbing for Mumbo because he knew it was the third time he been (at least partially) at fault for Mumbo’s final deaths. Everyone knew about Grian and Mumbo’s closeness, and Grian was alone and out of earshot for anyone to hear him mourn so viciously.

However, in complete juxtaposition, Grian’s calm acceptance of Skizz’s death could’ve been because Martyn was right there, and he would’ve been seen as weak. And this is a common theme for Grian, playing off his loyalties as flippant and temporary when he is in actual fact one of the most loyal teammates. He’d been preparing for Skizz’s death the whole season, having spent many episodes helping Skizz stay alive, but the one in which he doesn’t help him as much and instead Mumbo, Skizz dies.

Mumbo’s death was the first sign for Grian’s team, once again, falling apart with him left behind to gather their pale corpses and place them underneath the ground under a bland headstone. Skizz’s was the expected and inevitable confirmation, something Grian had accepted was coming.

Mumbo’s death was loud and explosive, while Skizz’s was expected and underwhelming. Just like Grian’s reactions.

[xpiranesi]

Arcane: 2x08 - Killing Is a Cycle

"I choose wrong every time."

[celuere]

Tried a new style with this edit and I love it. Ik something else that is also sticky btw 😼😼😼😼😼😼😼😼😼😼😼😼

[thegreatestrat]

I'M CRYING 😭😭😭

here's a random word generator--whatever word it gives you is now the thing you are the deity of

[max05nb]

IT HAS ARRIVED!!! @kitsuneisi @xmaruu11

It actually arrived 2-3 days ago just in time for my birthday! 10/10 present

I'm so happy <: The physical copy is amazing quality! The pages vibrant and clear, the lines are so clean I thought my vision improved, I'm not kidding, it's literally 4k irl. The sticker sheet is more vibrant/darker then expected but just absolutely adorable! The little keychain is beautiful, the metalic part is absolutely gorgeous with all it's color a great complement to the little mischievous fellow, who of course is stunning, only thing that most likely from low contrast the design blends together a bit (this picture has incresed contrast) unless you look closely but looks great non the less. All are very detailed and just chef kiss! Great surprise birthday present I thought it wouldn't ship till Christmas <:

[darinsa]

hear me out

[kingofthe-egirls]

wowza

what was i on when i wrote this?? also shoutout to kitsune reader i was so real for this

SLOWER: LUFFY x Y/N

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small gift for luffy lover @zwhoreo! also @otaku-degenarate sent in a gear 5 ask but this isn't really the prompt you asked for, so i'll work on that soon!

(cw: kitsune, kissing, reader is afab with smaller breasts, est relationship, gear 5 luffy, rubber dick, slide whistle, nipple play, sex, spit play, creampie)

Songs: "Minimize" by B.P. Valenzuela

words: 2k

****

Luffy is kissing all over your face, sweet little pecks interrupted by the occasional love bite. He is sniffing your cheeks, like a rabbit. You squirm under him, face flushed and breath quickening.

You run your fingers through his hair, tails flickering over Luffy’s face. You like hiding him like this, safe from the world surrounded by fluffy softness.

He turns to kiss a tail tip, stroking his hands through the nine stripes of white fur. It’s winter, so it’s cold.

“Hey, kitty,” he says, voice low and special just for you.

“Hey, captain,” you say, fingers tracing his cheekbones. Round face, shiny eyes. Bold lines etched into his squishy cheeks from smiling like a crazed monkey all the time.

You stroke your thumb over the place between his eyebrows.

There’s creases, there.

“Want ya,” he whispers, licking at your bottom lip. He presses his tongue inside you, strong and slick. He slides it against your own, before slowly starting to thrust it inside your mouth. He's fucking your face with his tongue, and you couldn't be happier.

"Mmph!" You groan, squirming beneath his weight. His hips are pressed against your own, his arms on either side of your face. You gasp, parting your lips just long enough to sigh out a desperate, "Want you too, please Luffy!" Before crashing your mouths sloppily back together. Your fingers scrabble at his shoulders.

Luffy singsongs in the back of his throat, and sucks on your lower lip. He smooches along your mouth, and then down your chin. Your captain squishes his face against the side of your neck; you can feel his sly grin. He wriggles, against you.

"Love ya, sweetheart!"

His voice is slightly muffled, but his hips start thrusting even harder, now. He wants inside you, and bad.

"Love you too, Luffy."

Smiling, you stroke your hands through his dark hair. The tips are starting to foam white like soap suds. You press a kiss to the top of his head: he starts shifting into his fifth gear sometimes, since sex just feels so good for him. He starts biting at your collarbones.

His palms slowly travel up your waist to start groping at your small breasts. His hands are strong, and careful. He strokes his thumbs over your nipples, slowly circling them before a soft flick.

You gasp, shivers all along your teeth, before you wrap your own legs around him and lock your ankles around his waist. He snickers, eyes squeezed shut like the crescent moon that hangs outside his porthole window. It's almost midnight, by now.

His cock is hard against you, straining against his shorts' white denim as it presses into your clit. You arch your hips, whining. Your fingers scrabble down his torso, plucking at the satin knot of his purple sash. He smiles, and leans back on his heels to start undoing his shorts for you. Luffy sees how desperate you are for him, can smell it on your skin. And he just sits there and smiles.

Monkey D. Luffy lets out a low chuckle, catching his sweetheart's eyes to make sure you're still watching, as he slides his first and second fingers into the center of his sash's knot. He undoes it with his calloused thumb, as sensually as he can, all while searing your eager gaze with smiling eyes. He loves making you just sit there and watch.

Luffy slides the belt from off his body, and tosses it behind himself. It lands on the wooden glossiness of his cabin floor. Your anxious fingers poke at his stomach. His dark hair disappears in a soft trail below the waistline of his shorts. You follow it, scraping your nails over the coarse bristles. "So sexy," you say with a rasp.

Luffy moans, starting to softly thrust back against you as he kneels. Your thighs are draped on either side of his deeply arched hips. You reach out to trace the dark blue shadows dancing over his defined abs. Your hands slope up and over his body, marveling at the soft angles and curved lines of his muscular frame. You bite your lip.

He's so athletic.

Luffy smirks, and flexes his arms beneath your hungry palms. You gasp, squeezing his rock-hard muscles. You want to feel his rock-hard cock inside you. So you squirm and moan and scrape your fingertips down his cedar-skin biceps. You let your lower lip stick out in a pout.

"Please?"

He smiles, his canines glinting in starlight, before he leans down to suckle on your pulse point. You moan, arching into him as he starts undoing his denim shorts. You slide your own scrappy shorts down your legs, and lift up enough for him to pull your shirt off over your head. He shrugs the moon-white cardigan from off his shoulders, and you gasp appreciatively at the sight of his bare chest before you. You rise up, teeth first, and start suckling on his collarbones, instead.

Luffy strokes your head, sweet praises dribbling from his mouth like maple syrup. "So sweet f'me, kitty cat. Such a good girl for captain," he presses a kiss into the top of your head. You lick the salty skin of his neck. "Start now?"

You nod, laying back with your pussy bared.

Luffy bites his lip.

"Shit," he mutters, stroking his cock with a loose fist. Soft clouds form in an arch over his face--sorta like your tails! The two of you match, now, you think with a satisfied smile. Luffy hisses as he rubs his swollen cockhead against your slick entrance, before he starts to press inside. You keep your tails around both of you, so the whole world is minimized to just you and Luffy.

Luffy.

You love him so much, it spills over into tears from your eyes.

He—

he’s such

such a dream

such a dreamboat,

really—

he’s yours, and

and

you’ve never felt

this good,

before.

****

Luffy loves you sweetly.

He’s gasping against your collarbone, making love to you in every sense of the word. His shoulders are pressed against your face as he wraps both his strong arms around you. His shorts are still shimmied halfway down his thighs; he's sliding his silken cock deeper inside of you. His shaft is so thick...

It stings, sort of--

“Shh, shh,” Luffy says, his lips brushing your forehead. The wispy hairs get caught in his mouth, and he spits them out with a silly razzberry. “Shishi!” His shushes turn to snickers, and you can’t help but squeeze your eyes shut and smash him even closer against you. “Nyoop!” He gasps, suddenly all the way inside you.

“Hehe!” you scrunch your nose, as both your legs wrap around his wide waist. He’s built like a tree trunk, this kid. Cedar-skinned and rosy-cheeked. He stuffs his nose into the crook of your neck, sniffing like a squirrel. His hips start to sway.

Luffy's hands creep up your midriff, softly coming to cup at your small breasts. They're shaking, as he thrusts against you. He lets them splay over your ribcage, lips parted as he watches them move. He groans, low in his throat as he starts palming them with one hand.

He sits up on his knees so he can play with your breasts, squeezing and gently kneading them as he shallowly fucks his cock inside you.

“Shit—,” you whisper, tingles falling all over your skin as hot coals start to burn beneath your heels. He’s got your legs still wrapped around his waist, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. Your hands are squeezing the two tails next to your face, turning to hide yourself inside the softness.

Luffy sings under his breath, head tipping back as his adams apple bobs. "Shiiiiiiit, sweetheart," he drawls out, his voice all scratchy with his vocal fry. His cock elongates inside of you, pumping you full of eight veiny inches. He hisses as he feels your pussy spasm around his length. His hips start to get sloppy, as a loud whine echoes from his throat. Sweat starts to drip down his handsome face.

So fucking sexy.

"Ah, ah!" You whine into the pillow, your moans in time with his thrusts. He's speeding up, now. His cock is hitting your special spots, so hard and so sweet that you're shuddering around him in no time.

Shivers.

"Sweetheart," he moans, dropping back down to have his elbows on either side of your face. His breaths puff hot and steamy on your cheeks. He's dripping spit on you, now, his lips shiny and red as drool slides down his chin.

Somewhere, a slide whistle plays.

It sounds in time with the spit that falls from his chin to your cheek. The droplet glitters rainbow in the air. He's snickering now, silliness and sexiness in every inch of his fifth gear self. Luffy presses on your stomach, supporting himself with one hand. His hips spasm against you, his eyes squeezed shut with his teeth sunk into his bottom lip.

"L-Luffy!" You warn, squeezing around him for a second climax. He strangles out a startled moan, hands coming down to squeeze at your hips. He starts drilling you, now, as you both gasp for air.

Sweat drips down your temples as you start harshly meeting his thrusts with unsteady pulses of your own. He snickers at you, saxophones low in the background. He spits straight into the air, and watches with parted lips as it sparkles in an arc that lands smack in the middle of your tits. He grins, smearing it across your chest.

"Luffy!" You protest, squirming against the sorta-gross feeling.

He cocks his head, rose eyes swirling, as he squeezes your breasts. He fondles you like his favorite teddy bear, as he snaps his hips against your own. His cock brushes up on your g-spot again--filling you full, and you gasp as a scattered climax runs down your spine.

Luffy says your name, stroking his fingers over your cheek.

“Let me in deeper?” He asks, eyebrows raised. He's still squishing at your tits, spitting back on them every so often so he can watch them shine. He smiles, innocence in his eyes as he watches you nod.

He stretches out his dick, somehow cartoonishly big, as he starts speeding up to pummel his shaft inside you. Your walls clench around the length, impossibly big and still so impossibly sexy. He leans down to start pressing on your lower stomach. His hand scratches against your own coarse hairs. His palm sandwiches your g-spot against his cock, staring at you with his tongue lolled out as he waits for you to squirt. He knows you can. Wants to see it spurt out of you as you shake and whimper on his aching cock. Wants to suck on your clit until you're bursting against his face. Wants to just--just fuck you until you can't see straight.

So he does.

He's a pirate:

He gets what he wants.

"C-captain!" You stutter, squirting all over his lower abdomen. He cackles with glee, leaning down to kiss your face with impossible softness.

"Such a good girl!"

He speeds up somehow, hearts in his eyes, as he lets go of your stomach to support himself with both arms. He licks his lips, whispering a short, "Hold still, princess," before he starts stampeding his hips against your frame. You do your damnedest to just hold on.

"Shit!" You squeak, face scrunched up as your toes curl. "Don't stop!" You ask, desperate, as he gets closer to his own orgasm.

He snarls in response, an actual tiger roar sounding somewhere from behind him. You swallow, sweaty and flushed, as Luffy spills himself inside you. He gasps, rocketing his hips until his eyes cross from overstimulation. His hair is already starting to darken, his clouds sliding off him in pearly suds. He sighs, sliding out of you.

His cock weeps onto the sheets beneath you.

You sit up, staring at where his cum is pooling out of you, stars in your belly. Luffy sits back on his heels, sweaty and satisfied.

"Snacks?"

You snicker, and nod.

"Snacks."