#i thought i finished this yesterday

[justablah56]

wooo three out four outfits finished !!! have a dani <3

annnd links to Kyana , VR-LA , and Finbar's party outfits :]

[mohntilyet]

about illario working with the venatori, we can't forget that elgar'nan gifted him blood magic, so I do think that he somewhat influenced him and that's why he's so much more vindictive and jealous in comparison to tevinter nights. I don't mean that he's being mind controlled, but it's a bit like cyrian, a god just amplifying those negative emotions in you and promising power and glory can push a person to that edge and to make stupid af decisions.

im also not forgetting that zara line in inner demons where she talks about an envy demon. like. why an envy demon in specific...there's THINGS between zara and illario that were not shown

no literally if you get me talking about illario + envy + the possibility of getting him possessed, you will have me here for fucking ever. a non mage doing blood magic (any magic at all) is really weird and interesting to me and i don’t remember an example of this happening before (feel free to correct me tho lol. i’m discounting possessions and dwarves)

i had started wildly theorising after bloodbath that he had been possessed and he was tapping into the fade using an envy demon. especially like you said, zara mentions it, AND because i swear there’s a codex in the ossuary where it mentions an envy demon whereas spite is obviously determination, right? so i thought it was a breadcrumb trail to a big “illario is being influenced and doesn’t even know” reveal— same as you anon like great minds am i right— but i’m not sure there is actually any evidence of that lol. like maybe if you squint but i do believe it was explained away by “oh yeah, and elgarnan let him do special blood magic”

it does also make sense to me that illario can only control lucanis, due to being part of the same family. a bloodline thing, and it is very poetic to me that their shared family connection in caterina is what allows him to control lucanis, even for a moment lol. spite being the extra magical boost that lucanis needs to block that out ALSO makes sense to me so i’m not too fussed abt these details lol🤔

the envyllario in my heart also gets spectral weapons for himself. lucanis gets wings, illario gets talons, PLUS green-purple are complementary colors so it would have been really fun to see them clash with their spirit/demon-powers. the talon thing is also a kind of reflection of his end-goal desire, how envy demons already have those freaky hands, and it manifests as claws and is a much more aggressive, strength-augmenting manifestation (as opposed to manoeuvrability and speed-augmenting that spite’s wings give lucanis.) anyways that's what the diagram above is supposed to be (this is extremely hot to me)

[worblewobble]

been kind of obsessed with this guy and his disorders lately

[carmenpeach]

[gyroshrike]

If I didn't get this posted in time for Valentine's Day I was going to lose it. So, Happy Valentine's day! Here's some pain!

[Video version]

[icepip]

had a thought and wrote this with my pussy. sorry.

18+/mdni. suguru x gn reader. choking. <600 words. not proofread.

“yeah, baby, just like that,” suguru purrs, his eyes half lidded and hungry as he watches you ride his cock. his big hands rest on your hips, thumbs rubbing circles into your skin lazily. it's a slow grind of your hips against his, a delicious friction building between both of you.

as much as you love the fast paced fucking where neither of you can quite catch your breath, this change makes every drag of his cock on your walls even sweeter. every kiss that much sloppier, messier, with spit and teeth and tongue.

your hands rest on suguru’s chest, all firm and strong muscle underneath your fingertips. there's a faint flush to his skin, a pale blush that nearly burns at your touch.

he moans into your mouth, his hips bucking up to push himself impossibly deeper. it's so much, too much, and you can barely keep yourself upright at this point with his thick thighs spreading your own apart even more.you fall forward, your hands sliding up his chest as you hurry to steady yourself. his hold on your hips tightens ever so slightly when your palms stop at the base of his neck.

suguru doesn't say anything, just watches you with bated breath and a lick of his kiss swollen lips.

you press gently, testing the waters, gauging his reaction. his eyes flutter, dark lashes such a nice contrast to his pale skin, and there's a twitch to his fingers. a break in his composure.

you've always admired his throat, how pretty and almost elegant it looks. anytime suguru puts his hair up, you wouldn't be able to tear your gaze away from the long expanse of smooth skin that was exposed. you’d watch as his adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed food. the need to kiss and leave marks of your own becoming too much to bear.

a pretty neck to match his pretty face.

you squeeze again, a little firmer this time, but still just as careful.

"baby.” a warning. his voice is low and gravelly, more wrecked than usual and it sends a shiver down your spine and arousal coursing through your veins.

you decide to push your luck.

"but, suguru,” your lips pull up in a smile and he groans — either from your antics or the pressure you place on his neck, you can't tell. “you look so good like this.”

you start to move your hips again, grinding more purposefully and the strangled gasp that leaves his mouth is your reward. suguru’s jaw goes slack and his eyes roll back in pleasure.

the restricted airflow makes everything feel so much more intense. the heat of your body, the tightness around his twitching cock, the weight of your hands around his neck. he's drowning, lightheaded and dizzy and oh so fucking amazing.

he takes in deep breaths when you let go, his chest heaving as his eyes refocus on you. something warm and thick drips down his thighs and balls and the realization that he came hits him.

leaning forward, you kiss at the corner of his lips, his jaw, his neck, letting him recover from an intense orgasm.

“didn't know you liked it that much, suguru,” you tease, no actual bite behind the words, pulling back to see him. there's a faint mark from your hands on his skin, a soft glow of red that leaves you feeling satisfied.

you're definitely going to use this newfound information to your advantage.

[soriastrider]

drew them over a princess bride screenshot for day 6 (movies, music, magazines) :)

original:

[imjustapoorwayfaringgeek]

Day 2

"Has he done this before?"

[femmeleatherface]

something about the phantom of the opera novel that i really like and don't see talked about as much is how raoul doesn't really "get" christine until after he demonstrates selfless love for her

they both know their feelings for each other and are secretly engaged, yes, but christine doesn't fully confide in raoul about what's been happening with erik and agree to leave paris with him until AFTER he promises to not only help her escape but also leave her out of respect for her wishes not to marry

it demonstrates a growth in raoul's feelings, where he stops being so pushy and demanding with christine and his feelings toward her grow more mature. it shows that raoul, however young and naive and a little silly as a romantic hero he may be, genuinely cares about christine as a person. he respects her agency and will help her because he loves her and wants what's best for her, even if he doesn't receive anything in return

it's an act of selfless love that happens again with erik giving up christine at the end of the novel because he develops similar emotional growth and recognizes his own failures with her. something something erik and raoul character parallels and foils

[bizarrelittlemew]

going down (with the ship)

[ explicit, s1e4 canon-divergent, Ed/Stede, ao3 ]

"It's September 1st, boss." "What's that, mate?" "It's September the 1st." "Dickfuck, no it's not."

Turns out it is. Dickfucking damnit.

And now Ed is lying spread out on the sofa in the captain's cabin, drinking brandy straight from the bottle and waiting for the sea to take him. At least it's some damn smooth brandy. All things considered, not the worst thing to be the last thing to taste on this Earth.

Unless—

Well. Ever since seeing him naked when they switched clothes earlier, Ed had kinda started to hope that he'd get a taste of Stede Bonnet at some point. Hadn't planned on bringing it up this early, though. He hasn't even had time to plan how he'd go about that. And he likes a good plan.

But plans have already betrayed him tonight, and if they're going down with the ship anyway, what's the harm in asking?

Now he just needs a smooth opener.

"Have you ever tried fellatio?"

Or, like, dive right in.

Stede looks up. Looks somewhere between surprised, bemused, and curious, but not horrified. That's something.

"You mean sucking dick?"

"Whuh—" Ed nearly chokes on that, like he'd like to choke on—anyway, he clears his throat. Did not expect that from this fancy man. Promising, though. "I mean, yeah. Yep. Or like, getting your dick sucked."

"Can't say I have, no. Unfortunately."

"Unfortunately?"

"Unfortunately."

They let that hang in the air for a bit, just looking at each other.

"Well... uhm. Do you wanna?" Real smooth, Teach.

Stede's lips curl into a slightly nervous but mostly excited smile.

"I guess there's no time like the present."

"Not much time at all, mate."

And the nervousness completely dissipates, replaced by sheer eagerness as Stede nearly trips over himself in his haste to get out of his arm chair, falls to the floor, walks on his knees to Ed's side, and starts unbuttoning the fall front on his breeches before Ed can catch up to what is happening.

"Wow, hey, I meant—you know what, never mind." Ed is not going to protest if Stede really wants to suck his dick, even if he imagined it the other way around, and damn, it seems that Stede really, really wants to suck his dick. He wonders if all fancy, rich lads are this hungry for cock. Maybe that's why they're like that.

Maybe not. Ed gets a feeling that Stede is different.

Different from anyone else who has ever touched Ed's dick before, too, and oh god, Stede is touching—licking his dick, sucking the head into his mouth and moaning, going at it as if Ed's cock contains the secret that might save them all if only Stede can suck it out.

Ed groans and buries his fingers into Stede's hair just as he starts bobbing his head, making up for any lack of finesse with pure enthusiasm, and okay, Ed is more than a bit bitter about this being his last night alive, because if this is Stede's baseline, Ed would've liked to be along for the ride while Stede developed his skill to its full potential.

Too bad that it will all be ending too soon—their lives, and the glorious experience of stuffing Stede's face full of his cock, because the way Stede closes his eyes and sucks around him is rapidly drawing Ed closer to the edge.

He only just manages to warn Stede before he comes, tries tugging at his hair to let him know he might want to pull off, but Stede just hums with encouragement and takes him deeper.

If this is to be his last orgasm, he might have found peace with his fate.

"Jesus fucking Christ." Ed slumps, staring up at the ceiling, then takes a swig of the bottle still in the hand he isn't using to pet Stede's head. He is just about ready for the sea to swallow him up like Stede just swallowed him down.

And yet.

Ed got a good look at Stede's equipment earlier, and he's still determined to get the close-up experience. Also, there is a sizeable bulge at the front of Stede's—Ed's—pants, and if Stede comes in his leathers, it will sort of suck to clean them up later. In case there is a 'later', if they somehow miraculously escape this.

"Alright, c'mere." Ed pats his chest.

"What?"

"Come up here, fuck my face."

"Are you—what?" Stede looks like one big question mark, but despite that, he is already climbing onto the sofa above Ed, knees on either side of his shoulders.

"C'mon, we don't have much time."

Stede opens the fall front, letting his cock spring free. Ed licks his lips.

"Maybe I can choke to death on cock before the Spanish get me."

"Let's try to avoid that, shall we?"

Ed is not sure he agrees, and shows it by grabbing Stede's hips and shoving him forward, taking in as much as he can of it in one go, which turns out to be half of it. Stede's yelp turns into a groan, and he quickly gets the picture, soon thrusting into Ed's mouth with rough abandon. He turns out to be even more of a natural at face-fucking than cock-sucking.

Yup, this is a much better last thing to taste (and fill his throat). Only surpassed by the last last thing, the taste of Stede as he coats his tongue with come. Ed doesn't even get emotional over the sweet things Stede babbles as he comes, all while stroking Ed's cheek with his thumb.

Okay, maybe he gets a little emotional. Mostly sad that he doesn't have time to do this, like, five hundred times more. At least.

As Stede sits heavily on Ed's chest, catching his breath, still mumbling something, Ed blinks and turns his head to the side. Catches sight of the thing Stede had been sitting with in the chair, the thing he dropped in his rush to get on his knees by Ed's side.

"What's that painting?"

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

MDZS x Legally Blond Crossover 2: Nie Huaisang Goes To Jail.

(part one)

[transremylebeau]

@remysrogue left so many good prompts that I Am working on but like i had to do this one real quick cause its so real.

Keep sending silly prompts for gambit stuff if youd like 😎

[gophergal]

You've always been a delicate disaster

[lamina-tsrif]

i think he’s a doom player

[max-has-problems]

why yes i’ve drawn them 3 times in the past 3 days, no i don’t have a problem

[neonmetro]

yakuza ryoutis