#i shall not allow it!!!!

[trackterror3000]

Another f/f prompt maybe trans girl lando going out shopping w girl carlos or carlos putting on makeup for her

when i first read this my mind went to an established relationship status, but then i thought.... what if.... they're getting together? :oooooo

thank you so much for the prompt anon, i really liked writing this one! hope it lives up to your expectations xx

(by the way, i took the liberty to name them Lana and Carla, and i love them so much.)

prompt: Carla takes Lana shopping!

tags: genderbent!Carlando; trans girl!Lana; cis girl!Carla; getting together.

warnings: none!

disclaimer: english is not my first language. hate comments will be blocked. feedback is highly appreciated!

"You really need some new clothes, sweetheart," Lana heard her friend's most distinguishable accent from across the room. Carla was sat on her futon, occasionally looking up from her crosswords as Lana made her way through her massive closet, picking out stuff to try on.

Carla owned a beautiful collection of evening dresses and summer clothes, yet they all felt too big on Lana's petite figure, because Carla was a muscular woman. She looked up once more as Lana came out in a red slip dress, twirling around in the mirror. It looked loose in places as it had been fitted for Carla's breasts and height, yet Carla supposed her friend couldn't look truly bad in anything.

"Ay, Lana, this color looks amazing on you!" It truly did. It complimented her skin tone really nicely. "You need less papaya stuff, I tell you."

This thing that they had, Carla still wasn't sure what it was. Her teammate would come around her place anytime she desired, and their time together would always be cherished. Their bond only seemed to strengthen after Lana's transition, and Carla didn't want to think too much about whether that had anything to do with herself being gay.

"Lemme take you out. I know just where to find you stuff."

Carla's closet often felt like a safe place while shopping out as a woman still felt a bit overwhelming, though she supposed she would be fine with Carla there. She picked out one of Carla's midi skirts, threw on her white hoodie and sneakers, and off they went.

The first thing Carla made sure they got was an expensive slip dress, very similar to the one she had tried on before, except it had an open back and shorter shoulder straps. While they were at it, she insisted on gifting Lana a beautiful pair of Louboutins, so she could wear them with the dress to their dinner parties and formal events.

Next they moved to the more casual, trendy shops, where Lana tried on a bunch of crop tops as Carla gave her opinions on them outside the dressing room. Carla then brought her a couple of low-rise denim skirts, and while they did look amazing on her Lana called them 'a bit old fashioned'. (Carla was offended and bought them anyways). Lana also had her eyes on a moss green hoodie, an idea that Carla was pleased to shut down.

"What about this one?" she pointed at a soft, baby blue version of the piece. "It brings your eyes out a lot more."

To that, Lana couldn't say no.

It felt oddly heartwarming for Carla to be able to dress her friend up like that, almost as if Lana was her doll come to life. She had to keep reminding herself that Lana was her own person; it was just too tempting to buy her things.

Finally, the duo awkwardly decided they would go in the lingerie store. This time, though, Carla stood at a certain distance so Lana could explore on her own. She even talked to a shop assistant, something she hadn't done the entire evening.

"She told me I could try the tops on, at least. Help me out with it?"

Carla, a bit flustered, followed behind obediently as she made her way to the dressing rooms. Lana wanted to try on a single black bra.

"Could you help me with uhh, with the back?" She called out from inside.

Carla hesitated before gathering her thoughts and excusing herself into the dresser. There stood Lana, hair pulled up with one hand as she met Carla's eyes in the mirror. The bra looked perfect on her chest, its wings still unclasped. Carla realized she was staring a bit too much as Lana spoke coyly, a half-embarrassed, half-playful smile forming on her lips,

"Do you like what you see?"

With that her friend sprung into action, taking both wings and swiftly clasping them in place. But Lana carried on with the teasing before she could even formulate an answer,

"Ooh, you're such a professional!"

"Stop it, Lana!"

At that, Lana quickly spun around, her delicate fingers smoothly finding their way around Carla's hips, rendering her speechless and flustered.

"Should we take this one home?" she blinked her gorgeous blue eyes at the woman.

Or whatever that meant.

"Y-yes cariño, I really think we should."

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

the fact that shakespeare was a playwright is sometimes so funny to me. just the concept of the "greatest writer of the English language" being a random 450-year-old entertainer, a 16th cent pop cultural sensation (thanks in large part to puns & dirty jokes & verbiage & a long-running appeal to commoners). and his work was made to be watched not read, but in the classroom teachers just hand us his scripts and say "that's literature"

just...imagine it's 2450 A.D. and English Lit students are regularly going into 100k debt writing postdoc theses on The Simpsons screenplays. the original animation hasn't even been preserved, it's literally just scripts and the occasional SDH subtitles.txt. they've been republished more times than the Bible

[mangozic]

the wettest of cats

[fiftypiercings]

I can't believe I decided to read orv on a whim because I just wanted a good manhwa with no romance subplot and here I am knees deep into the novel questioning my whole life because whatever these mfs have got going on is much more nastier and visceral than any romance.

[fullofbees]

Fanon pet peeve is when u see a man that is a submissive and breedable brat but everyone writes him as a sadistic daddy dom. I'm so sorry king u deserve better and as many fingers as u want in ur ass 😔

[orb-weaving]

Resuscitation

[mewvore]

you've researched your kinks yeah? bc i dont care, i want to kiss your stomach all night long and i am not doing a bit here, the tummy desire is cardinal🥵

my gf likes to kiss it and honestly yea Its a pretty good tummy, all things considered (circa june 2024 at least lol)

[calamarispiderart]

is it subdermal if you cant see the skin?

[scramratz]

[realtapiocafan]

unserious lyric for unserious boys <3

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Grim - Platinum Jacket Voice Lines

When Summoned: Happy 100th Anniversary～! ...So, uh, what's a 100th Anniversary!?

Summon Line: Hey, they're doing some kinda 100th Anniversary celebration thingie at the art museum! But they can't get started without the star of the show there! Let's hurry～!

Groooovy!!: I'll still be going wild 100 years down the road! And you'd still be with me too, obviously! Nyahaha!

Home: Howzzat? Lookin' sharp, ain't I?

Home Idle 1: A painting of the Queen of Hearts... Oh yeah, the first statue we came across when we first started class was hers. Brings back memories, yanno.

Home Idle 2: The King of Beasts' mane is so cool! Actually, I'm workin' on growing my fur out so I can have a mane just as awesome!

Home Idle 3: If you could ask the Sea Witch to grant any wish, what'd it be? Me, I'd... I'd ask her to make me taller than you!

Home Idle - Login: Look at my getup! Me 'n Mickey match! We're gonna celebrate this 100th Anniversary with him!

Home Idle - Groovy: Hehen, what now, huh? Even Ace didn't have a sarcastic thing to say. He even complemented me, sayin' that I look good in this outfit!

Home Tap 1: Maan～ I'm so jealous of the Sorcerer of the Sands... His staff and hat are way too cool! I want something like 'em too～!

Home Tap 2: Don'tcha think my fur could give even the Fairest Queen a run for her money today? I made sure to give it a good brushin' in front of a mirror!

Home Tap 3: Woah, it's a painting of the Lord of the Underworld! I couldn't tell from the statue, but the flames on his head was blue, huh! We're two peas in a pod, nyahaha!

Home Tap 4: The Thorn Fairy when she transforms into a dragon is crazy awesome～! I wanna get as big as her someday...!

Home Tap 5: Malleus was sayin' that even to him, 100 years feels much longer than a year. He's really some guy!

Home Tap - Groovy: Me 'n Deuce were talking 'bout what we'd be doing 100 years down the road, but... Yeah, guess you wouldn't have any idea either, huh!

Duo: [GRIM]: Malleus! Follow me! [MALLEUS]: I shall allow you to take the lead here, Grim.

Requested by @butterflyremix.

[to-be-a-dreamer]

Okay so I'm from the Newsies fandom which means I know how to make character backstories out of literally nothing and I'm done with my "This makes no sense what were the writers thinking?" stage of grief after the BuckTommy breakup and it's time to go to work and start asking "What could have happened to make this make sense?".

Because regardless of what you think about Tommy, it's very clear that the writers have characterized him (in the current stage of his life) as someone who has put in a lot of work to become a better person, is a very steady figure, and feels very confident in himself and his identity. We've also been told and shown that he and Buck care for each other a lot and neither of them wanted this relationship to end. So the question is, what happened in Tommy's past that could have caused this very confident, mature person to realize he's falling in love with his partner and then choose to leave?

"I'm your first, not your last."

How many times has Tommy been someone's first? How many times has he shown another man this new side of himself, taught them what it means to be queer and how to love yourself for it, and been left behind once they figured themselves out? How many times has he been someone's first and had a whirlwind romance, only to be left brokenhearted because his partners had a whole new world opened up to them only to realize they didn't want Tommy to be a part of that world?

Does Tommy think of himself as the guy people have fun with, not the guy they want to marry? Does Tommy think there's something wrong with him, that there's a reason no one ever sees a future with him? Do you think he's always told himself that he would keep trying, that it's worth the potential heartbreak to find out if this next guy might be the one who stays?

Did the way Buck was talking about their relationship being transformative for him just sound too familiar? Did he think Buck liked him because he was showing him something new, not because he could ever actually love someone like Tommy? Do you think he could never imagine Buck liking him anywhere near as much as Tommy liked him?

Do you think he realized he was falling in love with Buck, and the idea of losing him like all the others was just too much? Do you think he knew the potential heartbreak of someone as incredible as Buck deciding he didn't want Tommy in his future wasn't worth it this time? Do you think he was afraid of falling in love with Buck, of falling so deeply in love that he wouldn't be able to recover when Buck left him like all the others? Do you think he decided it was better to break things off with Buck before he could finish falling in love with him?

Do you think they could come back from this? That maybe, just maybe, if Tommy told Buck about all of his fears that he could convince Tommy that it is worth it to find out if they could make it?

"I'm not the guy people decide to spend their life with. They- you'll finish figuring yourself out and realize you don't want a future with me. And that's okay, I just... I don't want to let myself finish falling in love with you first because I won't survive losing you after that."

"Do you think that little of me? That I'm just using you for my own personal gain and that I'll leave you in the dust as soon as I get what I want?"

"I... No. No, I don't think you would do that."

"Then give us a chance. Let me show you that this is more than just an awakening for me. Let me prove that I want to finish falling in love with you too."

Because I think that's what Tommy's afraid of. He's a person who's spent a lot of time self-reflecting and he knows himself so well, especially his faults. I think he’s afraid of Buck seeing all of those faults and realizing he doesn’t love Tommy as much as he thought he did. Loving someone means you see every part of them and want to be with them anyways.

I think Tommy is terrified of falling in love with someone because he can't imagine anyone loving him back.

[misc-obeyme]

Hello hello!!! I just saw your kink/flufftober post and wondered if I could request “biting” with barbatos? It can be either fluff of nsfw, whichever gets the creative juices flowing more! As always, love the work you do here, thank you!!!!

Hello and thank you I'm so glad you're enjoying my writing! <3

I was doing so well keeping within my word count limit until now. I can't act like I'm surprised, it's Barbatos we're talking about lol. And I decided to use this as a kink prompt because ooooof I love biting. So you know, having two things I very much enjoy as a prompt ended up with something slightly longer than perhaps intended. But I think it turned out okay still!

Thank you for submitting a prompt!

KINKTOBER 2023

GN!MC x Barbatos

NSFW MDNI

Warnings: biting, a little bit of blood, oral and penetration (both reader receiving)

You were in the kitchen at the Demon Lord's Castle, helping Barbatos make red velvet cupcakes. Since it was a flavor from the human world, you had agreed to help out with making them, passing final judgment on how they turned out. You were currently mixing the red food coloring into the batter. While the recipe you had used was a classic red velvet recipe, the bright color of the cake still needed that extra vibrancy from the food coloring.

Barbatos was beside you, mixing vanilla into the frosting.

Normally, Barbatos entered a sort of flow when baking. It was almost meditative, the way he moved around the kitchen so easily. But at that moment, you noticed that he seemed a little distracted. Certainly the frosting was looking delicious, but he seemed to be focused elsewhere.

You stopped what you were doing and looked over at him. He froze, meeting your eyes for a moment before flicking his gaze down to your fingers.

You looked down at your hands and saw that they were covered in red food coloring.

You laughed a little. "Sorry," you said. "I'm making a mess, huh? Is that why you're so distracted?"

Barbatos closed his eyes and frowned. "You needn't apologize, MC. I'm afraid seeing that brilliant red on your skin has made me think of things I shouldn't."

You were puzzled by this response. You cocked your head curiously. "Such as…?"

Barbatos opened his eyes and the hunger you saw there made heat run through you. Barbatos put down the spatula he'd been using to mix the vanilla into the frosting and took one of your hands instead. He brought it to his lips and kissed away some of the red. The way it painted his lips was so sensual your knees went weak.

You let out a little gasp as Barbatos circled behind you, putting his red stained lips to your neck. You had to grip the kitchen counter for support as he sucked for a moment, his arms going around your waist.

Barbatos let his teeth scrape gently across your skin as he pulled his lips away. "Forgive me, MC. I am not sure what has come over me."

His arms moved as if he was about to move away from you, but you put both of your hands on them. You didn't care that you were likely getting red food coloring on him. You just wanted to hold him in place. "Don't stop."

Barbatos pressed himself into you and there was no mistaking the erection you felt against you as he put his lips back on your neck.

You moaned as he bit down gently, as though he couldn't resist but he also didn't want to hurt you too much.

You deliberately pushed yourself back against him, making it clear that you knew how turned on he already was.

Barbatos laughed softly against your neck. "What is it you would like from me, MC?"

"I want you to bite harder," you said.

Barbatos put his lips on your ear. "As you wish."

A tingle ran up your spine at the sound of his voice in your ear. He turned you around in his arms, then lifted you bodily. He set you down on the kitchen counter, on a spot that was far away from where you had been attempting to make red velvet cupcakes.

In moments, Barbatos had removed your clothes and put his lips on your inner thighs. Your hands flew to his head, fingers running through his hair. You gasped and tried desperately not to pull when he bit down on the sensitive skin there, harder than before just as you had asked. He worked his way up your thigh, biting the whole time, making you gasp and whine as he did.

When he finally put his tongue between your legs, you cried out his name, your legs squeezing around his head involuntarily. He stayed there for a long time, but he never let you get too close to orgasming.

Barbatos finally stood up, causing you to whine and grip at his arms unhappily. You squirmed on the counter top as you tried to pull him closer to you. He obliged, moving closer to stand between your knees.

Barbatos reached out and put his fingertips to your neck where he had been biting it earlier. He wasn't wearing his gloves, of course, he had taken them off long before you even started baking. Now his fingers were covered in the red food coloring.

"Barbatos," you said as you pulled on his pants, unzipping them and pulling out his cock. You rubbed it in your hands for a moment before looking at him. "Please."

"Normally I would not allow such a mess to occur on my kitchen counter," Barbatos said quietly, putting his hands on either side of you and leaning in to your neck once again. "But I'm afraid you've awakened something in me, MC."

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders in an attempt to pull him closer. You realized that the counter here was a bit lower than it was in most of the other places in the kitchen. Which meant that you were at the perfect height. You smirked a little when you realized that Barbatos knew exactly what he was doing when he placed you here.

The smirk was gone in an instant as Barbatos pressed his cock into you, his teeth leaving marks on your neck at the same time, his hands gripping your hips. You had to hold on because as soon as he was inside you, Barbatos did not hold back. You felt your entire body heat up as he thrust fast and hard, his teeth continuing down your neck. He reached up to pull your top out of the way so he could bite down your shoulder.

The sweetness of his cock inside you mixed with the pleasurable pain of his teeth was almost too much sensation. You couldn't hold still and you couldn't keep quiet. You were already close from when he was using his tongue and it wasn't long before you were crying out, clamping hard around him. You felt his cum inside you only moments later.

When Barbatos pulled away to look at you, the red of the food coloring was still bright against his lips, but there was a slightly darker red next to it now. He leaned back in and kissed the bite marks he had left.

"Your blood is much prettier than this food coloring," he said softly in your ear. "I do hope I did not hurt you too much by drawing it."

You sighed against him, leaning your head on his shoulder. "Next time you can add the food coloring to the batter."

Barbatos chuckled, taking your face in his hands and kissing you. Later you would need to wash the red off your hands as well as your lips, cheeks, neck, and thighs.

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[strangegoingsons]

here’s a Jarley i doodled bc i wanted to colour something-

[satans-knitwear]

so many flowers! 🌺

Treat me ~ Tip me ~ More of me

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

Hello hello and thank you for coming to the funeral

Today we are gathered here to honor our beloved favorite pigeon who was cruelly taken from us

Wisp

May she rest in peace (pieces)🕊🕊🕊 she was a good pigeon to everyone, friend to many, menace to all

And shall we curse those who had dared take her away from us 😔 (cough cough possibly catalyst and sunny, I will remember this)

May you please lay flowers and a can of corn on the tomb

(sneaking in some art too because it's me and Suffer)

YESSSSSSSSS!!!!

Im not even fucking kidding I was writing this chapter and thinking "God art of this scene would go so hard..." AND YOU BEAUTIFUL BASTARD YOU DID IT

(A bit of both I will admit, and the Pieces comment is- amazing)

Fear not- as Jason and now Tim both have, she shall return from the grave sooner rather than later <333

GOD Im still looking over the details- the fact you even put the little note on her leg?? Brilliant. And the birds watching on just UGHH.