#i had to get this out of my system

[tswkento]

just thinking about satoru being protective over you — his pregnant wife, but the thing is, it’s only been a week since you’ve found out and there is nothing in your appearance that indicates that there’s a part of him growing inside of you.

some things become normal, like him not leaving your side and determinedly ignoring the meetings with higher ups just so he could be by your side in case “something” happens, which only makes you shake your head in amusement because there is literally nothing that could happen. well, at least for now.

there’s a lot of things he does that amuse you, actually, like when satoru shushes his students because “the little one might be sleeping” and looking so innocent while doing it that you can’t stop yourself from kissing his cheek.

or when he decides that the steps might just be too hard for you to handle and swears to carry you whenever they are in the way. to which you roll your eyes and remind him to save it all for the time when you stop seeing your own feet. naturally, your husband only chuckles and lift you up, bringing you close to his chest and peppering your face with kisses as he muses about doing it regardless of the said fact.

he rests his hands on your belly and says that “it’s to keep the baby warm!” with that bright beam of his, which might just be true because his palms are so fucking warm and pleasant to have on.

gojo worries so so much, insisting that you don’t go to mission because you could end up getting hurt and no amount of reassurance is enough to convince him that you can handle yourself just fine. so he not so secretly follows you to the missions you do end up attending, threatening ijichi for information that should be confidential.

but what can he do?! you’re his precious wife, his love, the vessel of his heart and soul, and the future mother of his beautiful baby. he will do anything and everything to keep you safe, there is no point to him if he can’t even do that.

[aru-and-leopard-cat]

Call his hole Little Caesar’s the way it’s always hot and ready

[blitzy-blitzwing]

Two old guys acting like kids. :V

[nymphoniah]

i’m so DRUNK and i can’t stop thinking about pervy!logan not being able to keep his hands off of you.

content/warnings: ddlg, fingering, age gap (reader is in their 20’s)

“c’mon doll, it tickles huh?” he’d ask as his eyes bore into yours, and you couldn’t help but feel flustered, breaking the eye contact.

“mhm, yeahh”, you giggle out, face flushed a bright shade of pink as his hand creeps further up your skirt.

his hands make their way to your panties, the rough pads of his fingers feeling the fabric all soaked up, fingers lazily playing at your clit.

“feels good, princess?” he coos into your ears, his beard tickling your ears which were just as red as your face.

“y-yes,” you barely manage to get out, tilting back your head, tightly shutting your eyes in pleasure.

“look at my girl, enjoying herself,” he grumbles, continuing to rub circles on your clit. “dirty little thing…”

“y’like when your old man plays with your princess parts, doll?” he teases, his fingers pushing harder against you, bringing you closer to your breaking point.

you hastily nod your head yes, but logan lets out a tsk, showing his disapproval.

“words, bub,” he demands, punctuating his words by accelerating the pace of his fingers, the circles he’d rub on your clit getting tighter and tighter.

“oh fuck,” you whine, feeling yourself falter beneath him, the knot in your belly about to snap. “y-yes, daddy,” you cry out.

“good girl, good fuckin’ girl.”

[batmanbebop]

Inspired by This Post i saw earlier <3

@lucifers-favorite-child @vinelark

[redthemarten]

Three faces of Cerberus

[gunstellations]

shadow is saddled with unnecessary feelings

[shararan]

Everytime Cucumber-bro thinks he's become numb to the nonsense flowing out of Great Master Airplane's mouth, the hack author immediately proceeds to prove him wrong.

Based from post:

[m1rotics]

"you still here, princess?"

San rasps, and it rumbles through you. Sinks into your back that's pressed taut against his chest. Sticky from the sweat and the two of you might have melted together, you can't really tell. The thought makes you squirm, clench around nothing, he grunts low in your ear. you try to speak but you can't force air into your lungs. Your head is spinning, vision blurred at the edges. You manage a meager nod. His arm stays hooked around your neck.

"good girl, need you to stay awake, you can do that for me right?" He breathes, and loosens his hold just a bit, you wheeze out an agreement. His cock jerks at the sound, and his hip picks up their already restless pace. Then he's tightening it again, and you can't form words, drool spills out your mouth, tears building up in your eyes.

San ruts against you with reckless abandon, mindless, driven by pure need. With every gasp you take, every time you convulse, his cock twitches, pre-cum leaking from the tip. It makes the slide against the cotton of your panties easier with every pass of his hips.

You're floating, untouched by gravity, unburdened by everything in this moment. Weightless despite being trapped under San you've never felt freer, never been this light in your life.

Your eyelids are so heavy, and you struggle to hold them open, but San's words are indisputable, bouncing around in your oxygen-lacking brain. Somehow you keep them open. Doesn't mean your mind doesn't drift though.

Somewhere you can hear san's voice:

Doing so well, princess. Feel so fucking good. You were made for this.

And you hum with agreement. You were made for this. it feels so good for you, too. You would tell him that, babble it until it's the only words you know, but you can't so you settle for rocking back into him. Trying to aid him in getting closer to his release, help him use your body to the fullest. He cums hard, arm tensing around your throat, spilling onto your bare back. Some of it smears onto your panties as he rides out his high. It takes a minute for him to release the hold he has on you, and you gasp when he does.

Being able to breathe unrestricted feels jarring now, but you quickly get accustomed.

San flips onto his side, letting him arm fall over your back, "did you have fun, baby?"

You give him a cheeky smile, voice hoarse, "it was everything I wanted and more."

"that's good," he hums, pulling you closer. You see shift onto your side to take your place as little spoon. His hand snakes down your waist, slipping past the band of your panties, "you didn't get to cum, right? Let's get that sorted before we go clean up."

[thingsmaygetalittlecrazy]

So I am veery late to this fandom, whelp.

Mostly here to love on y'all more active/dedicated creators 🫶 you are all so talented and kind.

My life is (happy) chaos right now, but I got so deep into reading fic's, I just had no choice but to seek out community around my HL brain rot. Lol. So I am here. This is my first offering lol

Please accept my humble contributions of art.

Disclaimer: I have no clue how to create digital art, so let's just ignore all my errors/my lazy decisions to leave less detail hehe I drew this on my phone with the inspiration from @myokk ! 😍 You're such an angel.

I think I'll figure out Seb's hair one day.....😵‍💫

[dmsr-art]

a continuation of the vijinx choking scene 🥴

edit: finished piece here :3

[robntunney]

I never had a real house to grow up in. You know, a home. I never belonged anywhere. And all my life, I was looking for that... thing. You know? Thinking that it was out there somewhere and all I had to do was find it.

[feelo-fick]

WOW this conversation has suddenly made me really sleepy!

its a shame we cant talk for any longer and you cant ask me any more questions and i dont have to look at you anymore. oh well!! see you in the morning haha! BYE

original post:

[oh2bloved]

idk angsty sasharcy bc the brainrot hit me

[toudenpilled]

first meeting was like

[sharkonasock]

I just need to talk about the triptych real quick. The first time we see it in the show is s1e1 behind Daniel in a shot and someone on here pointed it out and I didn't think much of it other than oh my god Francis Bacon in the background. But after watching episode three like. Wow. Such an absolutely brilliant symbol.

First all the piece is titled "Three Studies for Figures at the Base of the Crucifixion" and in the first episodes of season 2 we see Armand on his iPad getting in contact with a buyer for it. And in "No Pain" Rashid even interrupts the interview so they can talk with the lawyer of the seller. It seems like Louis doesn't even truly know what's happening with the piece, he's sort of going along with what Armand says even though Louis is the owner.

Then they stand in front of the piece and Armand describes it. Which literally sent chills down my spine.

Armand: "Three Studies for Figures at the Base of the Crucifixion", witnesses to Christ's agony. Mr. Bacon also referred to these as the Three Furies, punishers of human wrongdoing.

Then brief conversation about authenticity of the piece and then...

Armand: Its only had three owners.

Weird we keep coming back to that number isn't it. It's a triptych, one made up by three not unlike the three vampires this story revolves around. But Armand is desperately attempting to get rid of the piece and we know that the story he told Daniel in "No Pain" isn't the reality what happened between him and Lestat. There's a connection between the questions of authenticity of the triptych itself and what we know about the reliability of Armand's storytelling. Especially when Louis is the one who jumps in with the lawyer to provide proof of authentication.

The Wikipedia page of the painting says that Bacon was inspired by Aeschylus' phrase "the reek of human blood smiles out at me". Which is that not what these three vampires are doing constantly. Haunted by guilt, death, and devotion. Its especially impressive to me that this image was shown and had its own side plot in the episode where we see kissing between all three leads (though Louis and Lestat's was more so a hallucination and Armand and Lestat's mostly likely never happened at all). And that in their own ways they all are punishers of human wrongdoing in their own ways. There's also something about the fact that the three subjects in the painting are meant to be gods, but they are distorted by violence and sexuality (naturally something about these vampires that could be considered human).

And as Armand tries his very best to be rid of the reminder of his own failures as a witness to the agony, I fear he will fail.

Goodbye!