#i love his neck

[hellfire--cult]

Joseph long neck Quinn.

[fairyofshampgyu]

NIA DID U SEE BEOMGYU IN A NECKLACE

ARE WE TALKING ABOUT THIS BC YES I FUCKING DID !! I’m literally a rabid dog for his neck

I love when he wears necklaces bc his neck looks so much more prettier and yummy like imagine making out messily with whiny red faced gyu, tugging on his chain to pull him closer to you the whole time as he whines needily into your mouth, eyes covered by his bangs, getting worked up just by kisses, teeth catching at his glossy plump bottom lip tugging at it. When he pulls back, panting, his chest heaving with the effort to catch his breath and lips all swollen, you’re not done with him, not even close, tugging him back again by his silver chain, lips trailing kisses down his pretty, sensitive neck, fingers still hooked around his necklace as you pull him impossibly closer, his sharp and pretty adam’s apple rising and falling and bobbing up and down frantically as he gasps when you suck certain sensitive spots too harshly, sucking and kissing and licking and marking all over the expanse of his skin, gorgeous neck now all decorated in purple and red bruises and hickeys as he lets out all sorts of whimpers and noises and broken moans and he’s tilting to the side to expose his neck even more for you so you can mark even more of it.

[thesingingrevolution]

[yuukirita]

Jazz and Arcee ship it

Also you can tots imagine Optimus bend down to talk to people cuz he's not used to being tall. That and he prob keeps hitting his head on things.

[brainrotcharacters]

I love it when he smiles 🥰

[payasita]

one cob's No Big Deal is another man's Worst Nightmare

[hexcoreviktor]

What if we've been looking at it backwards? We've been trying to discover runes that invoke specific effects and then molding them to a useful function. Tools, as you like to put it. But, but...if the legends are true, mages aren't bound to single functions.

[blanc-ci]

Part 1/?

Spock has known no peace since his captain decided to get some fangs of his own

mutual (eventually) biting prompt courtesy of @threefandomsinatrenchcoat

I’m struggling through the next part so I figured I’d post what I have so it doesn’t just sit in my drafts forever and ever, but I promise it WILL be mutual

Spock definitely uses his fangs against Jim quite liberally, which led to the captain getting his own gold capped fangs and immediately going on a quest for revenge.

They’re insatiable now, so much goddamn biting. Like two cats (or dogs?) constantly fighting and biting each other’s scruff to prove how they’re the dominant one in the dynamic.

I don’t think Spock used them on Jim during a spar UNTIL the captain got his own and proved (very readily) that he was not afraid to play dirty and tear right into Spock’s flesh. The following visit to medbay had Bones going between yelling “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING” and equally “I DONT WANNA KNOW”. He doesn’t give them any pain killers or numbing agents as he heals them up.

Jim is not afraid to be public about it (why would he be? Hello? He’s the Captain, he’ll damn well bite the XO whenever he wants to) but Spock keeps his biting relatively private- and I feel that’s his possessiveness shining through, in a way. Keeping the marking/claiming just between Jim and himself, like those moments belong solely to him, only for his eyes.🙂‍↕️

[casualavocados]

Chen Bowen as CHEN YI & Chiang Tien as AI DI KISEKI: DEAR TO ME (2023) behind the scenes

[thefreakandthehair]

you could be bad, but I wanna find out.

written for @steddiemicrofic ‘guard’ | wc: 532 | rated: mature | tags: goalie!Steve Harrington, fan!Eddie Munson, alternate universe- no upside down, different first meeting, meet ugly (but it's still cute), bars, alcohol mention, description of sexual activity, humor, big mouth!Eddie Munson, long-suffering besties Gareth and Jeff

The bar is buzzing with excited fans, humming with an energy that makes Eddie feel looser and lighter than the Budweiser ever could. Surrounded by a sea of black and red jerseys that line the long, narrow bar, Jeff and Gareth laugh and shake their heads. 

Eddie hasn’t stopped rambling since the Blackhawks won, and he has no intentions of stopping anytime soon. 

Not after a win like that— a shutout win that tore the roof off of United Center. 

And certainly not after the Blackhawks goalie guarded the net like it was his treasure and he, its dragon. 

Sure, it helps that Steve Harrington is definitely the most beautiful man to ever grace an ice rink, but it’s the competence that gets him. Watching Harrington bend and stretch his limbs into pretzel-like shapes, coming up with the puck and an unhinged grin, really gets his motor running.

“I mean, did you see him?” Eddie asks for maybe the tenth time since sitting at the shiny, shellacked bar. “Jeff, you get it, right? You see what I’m seeing, right?” 

“I see a guy who’s really great at his job, and I see another guy who sounds insane. Guess which one you are?” Jeff snorts into his beer and takes a sip. 

“Gareth, buddy, surely you can understand where I’m coming from. Remember the first time you saw Lars Ulrich?” Eddie turns, knocking his shoulder against Gareth’s. 

“Duh, dude,” Gareth leans forward and yells in response, the bar erupting into cheers and more drunken celebrations. “The difference is that I wanted to be Lars Ulrich. You want to fuck Steve Harrington.” 

Eddie clutches his chest in feigned offense and feels himself being pushed against the bar as the building fills up with what must be the final wave of fans leaving the stadium. The bartender nods behind him with a knowing smile and passes a draft beer over Eddie’s shoulder into a large, veiny hand. 

“Okay, fine,” Eddie concedes, resting his own drink on the bar. “You’re right. The way I would fuck Steve Harrington is obscene. I’d let him violate whatever obscure, unknown Bible Belt laws he wanted. He's a ride I wouldn't survive. The wheels would come right off.”

“Uh, Eddie?” Jeff tries to interrupt but Eddie’s having none of it. 

“Nope, I’m not done. That split save? The way he guarded his crease? And for a fucking 36-save shutout? Holy shit.”

“Ed—” Gareth tries but Eddie steamrolls him, too. 

“What is it you call it, Gare? A competency kink? Well, sure. Fine. Call it what you want, but he’s so good at what he does. I need him in a way that would disappoint my grandmother, and not just because she was homophobic."

A hand— the same hand that had reached over him to grab the glass just a few minutes ago— pats him on the shoulder and when Eddie turns around to see who the fuck is touching him, he nearly falls off of the wobbly stool.

Steve Harrington grins, a drink in one hand and the other still resting on Eddie’s frozen frame. 

“I think your grandmother would’ve liked me,” he shrugs. “I have a way with families.” 

[vaguely-concerned]

on the one hand I think inner demons could stand to have a bit more romanced rook specific content, but on the other hand the underlying in-built implication that 'yours is the one true voice of comfort and safety in my inner world' is a sentiment and intimacy so way beyond the romantic or the platonic or any secret third thing you could care to name that it makes me lose my entire poor little mind a bit. it's so big and fundamental — near-existential — that in that exact moment at least the distinctions kind of seem irrelevant.

all the people lucanis' mind conjures up along the way are relationships he has that are unavoidably mixed and fraught in some ways even when they're also full of love (they are fraught BECAUSE they're full of love) — the good in them inseparable from things that hurt him at the same time. (it's about: the basic disorganized attachment patterns this poor guy is dragging around with him. careful with those, they're dellamorte heirlooms. what you love also inevitably hurts you and you won't be allowed to have one without the other, you have to surrender parts of your soul to hold on to what little you have left: this is the story up until now.) and the idea that rook isn't that to him — that beneath the fear of wanting them when romanced (which is more its own separate thing because within this psychology, actively wanting something and not just clinging on for dear life to even a meager status quo lest you lose it is in itself dangerous bordering on catastrophic), this is a relationship where there isn't resentment, or guilt, or shame, or dread, or rage, or self-hate, or any of the other emotions that keep him paralyzed, unable to move this way or that. no debts, nothing owed of yourself and your soul's substance except what you can freely and safely and happily give. love and freedom don't coexist — but, I mean, you're almost starting to make me think........... unless...👀👀👀. the unconditional and undramatic 'you are here and I am here with you, you can be exactly how you are right now with me and it's safe for us both even though you're afraid it won't be, I'm not going anywhere' acceptance rook shows him here that he returns to them in the big romance scene, when it's rook who needs it. the way he's just. standing there in the center of it all, like a child desperately helplessly waiting to be found, hiding in the place he hopes you'll know to look first. (rook does know. it's one of the first things they say in there.)

in short the most important room in his little mind palace for the romance is the very first room — the one where rook isn't. where, in fact, rook cannot be, because they disprove the entire structure of the place with their existence and presence in his life. with everyone else he's putting words in their mouths about what they think of him, and rook is the one who actually gets to come in to speak their own words to him — and have him listen. ('he'll listen to you, he always listens to you', 'your voice is a comfort'.) of course rook isn't present anywhere else in there — at the risk of stating the obvious to a tedious degree, they aren't one of the locks, they're bringing the key. in the very finest 'the messenger and the message' sort of way.

[sysig]

For Requestober

Papyrus and Sans cozily hugging each other in soft clothes😭😭😭

(well this is literally first time I did this hope didn't do anything wrong)

Day 10 - Sleepy snoozey skeletons

[canisalbus]

I tried to draw sheep Machete and goat Vasco (but I am not good at drawing goats, at all)

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[linktoo-doodles]

cabinetduo

[heejake-hoon]

So Jake is that type of bf 😃😃

[movfie]

The way they hold each other is everything 😍