#i want to cry this sucks

[lordartsy]

have you guys seen the leaks

[puppyeared]

beep beep im a sheep

speeddraw below the cut (audio warning)

song: "Cult of Dionysis" by The Orion Experience

[mintypsii]

early bird activities

[chelseasdagger]

frank and his hairstyles over the years

reblog and write in the tags your favorite style + why!!

[yaoisquidbob]

jade and rose as nana and hachi :)

[tortugatime]

@intotheelliwoods oh shit! poptart's been turned into a marketable plush!

[alt version below]

[cherbearsz]

i’m so so glad someone else sees the potential of a tails and stone subplot for the third movie

ANON IM SHAKING HANDS WITH U SO FERVENTLY RIGHT NOW!!!! I SCRIBBLED OUT THIS COMIC ESPECIALLY FOR U I HOPE U LIKE<33

[verkomy]

I hate hot weather so much

[chuluoyi]

being mature is realizing that even when you have a lot of things to say bc you’re disappointed, you won’t because you have to take other people’s feelings into account :’)

[wifeyoozi]

I may not have a father but sure as hell I have one fine daddy

[shameboree]

cousins!

[mossy-paws]

Grav experimental piece (PHIGHTING!)

“This place looks so familiar, doesn’t it? But it’s just like i can’t put my finger on it…”

(alt versions as well)

[crimsonmonsoon]

Jujutsu Kaisen fanart?!?! On MY TGCF enthusiast blog?! (My blog was literally miraculous focused like a year ago, the tides are shifting again, keep up.)

Geto is my favorite, Kenjaku can die.

[spacehippieface]

HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[seung-mong]

homework - bangchan

includes: bangchan x fem!reader, established relationship, daddy kink (chan calls himself daddy:>), hand kink (i had 2</3), oral (m receiving), slight face fucking, fingering, suggestive ending:)

a/n: i miss blonde chan so much u guys dont get it, he was the MOMENT

wc: 2378 words<3

"and thats why i think i'd be a great boyfriend for levi ackerman. we'd just… get each other. ya know?" jisung takes a bite out of the granola bar in his hand, stare set on the ceiling. you hum in agreement, fighting the sleepiness pulling over you as you lay on the couch in the room jisung hides out in the jyp building, head resting on the armrest and chan's jacket covering you as a makeshift blanket.

jisung sighs, legs hanging over the arm of the leather chair he's laying in. "but then i realize our relationship would just be so hot and messy but sexy and toxic and-"

three knocks on the door interrupts jisung's train of thought, both of your heads shifting to check who was at the door. changbin pokes his head into the room, taking in the sight of the two of you sprawled on the couches.

"chan's calling you." changbin croaks, his voice slightly raspy, an indicator of how long he's been recording with chan. you nod, shooting your legs out from the position you were curled into, stretching them until they started to shake and you felt a yawn coming up. swinging your legs over until your feet sweep the floor, changbin pushes into the room and quickly takes your spot.

"fuck, chan's been making me repeat this same bar for almost an hour." changbin whines, opening the mini fridge next to the couch in hopes of finding a bottle of water.

"he seemed pretty agitated when i was recording my lines too." jisung agrees, crumpling the wrapper in his hand and shooting it into the trash bin across the room. the boys whoop, and you roll your eyes with a grin on your face.

"is he still in the studio?" you ask changbin, shrugging chan's jacket on.

changbin nods, taking his cap off and settling it on the space next to him. "yup, told me to tell you that he needs you to get some homework done or some shit?"

you freeze, blinking stupidly at him. obviously, changbin didn't know what chan had meant by that since it was a stupid codeword chan pushed for you both to use when he needed to use you.

"oh." you say in a small voice, excusing yourself out of the room. you take your time walking down the hallway, finally reaching chan's studio. you fix your hair, trying your best to flatten it before knocking on the door with a shaky hand.

from inside the room, you hear chan grunt. you take that as an invitation to enter the room, and you do.

"channie?" you ask as sweetly as possible, eyes adjusting to the darkness enveloping every corner of the room. chan's face is slightly illuminated by the light coming from his laptop, his eyes closed. you sigh, closing the door behind you and flicking the lights on. chan squeezes his eyes shut, as if shielding them from the blinding light. you giggle, walking up to him and placing a hand behind his chair. you plant a soft kiss on his cheek, and he hums in approval. he finally opens his eyes, which have evident rings under them. your heart breaks a little to see him this tired, barely able to keep his eyes open and his skin so pale. he makes grabby hands at you, motioning for you to sit in his lap.

"need you," he whines, pulling you by your skirt when you step forward. he effectively pulls you to sit on his lap, both hands resting on your hips.

you chuckle as he presses you against him, his head dipping down to rest on your chest. he shifts you so your side is pressed against his broad chest, both of your legs draped over one side. your hands find their way to his curly hair as you gently pull at the roots. he whimpers when you do, his hands starting to roam up and down your sides. "baby," he whispers against your neck, his arms tightening their hold against you.

"hmm?"

he pulls away with a sigh, hand resting on your nape. "i want you to cum on my fingers, and then suck me off." he says nonchalantly, a small grin pulling on the corner of his mouth.

you heat up from embarrassment, scandalized by how easily those words came out of his mouth. you hit his arm playfully, avoiding his gaze. "channie." you whine.

"come on, youre a good girl f'me, right?" chan whispers, tucking your hair behind your ear and trailing his fingers down to your chin, lifting your face up so you meet his eyes.

you nod, albeit hesitantly, and chan smiles in triumph, pulling your face to his by the back of your neck and crashing his lips onto yours. he kisses you messily, hot breath leaving his mouth and into yours as he slips his tongue into your mouth. you try your best to keep up, kissing him back with equal fervor and gripping tightly onto his shoulders. he moans into your mouth when you rub your tongue against his, his hand slowly inching up your thigh.

you pull away to stabilize yourself, but you're instantly breathless when you watch his fingers meet the edge of your skirt. he chuckles when you whimper, squirming in your seat. he knows your obsession with his hands a little too well, and he decides to give you a show, finger twirling the fabric of your skirt. you feel arousal pool in your stomach when chan pinches your inner thigh, making you squeal.

"you're so fucking good to me." chan groans, lips attacking your neck when his fingers find the hemline of your underwear.

"this comes off, hmm?" he hums against your neck, and you nod enthusiastically. he slowly pulls your underwear down, all the while sucking your soul out through your neck. you wince when it starts to hurt just a little, and chan gets the message, opting to run his tongue across the hickey.

"keep your eyes on me first," chan commands, and you pull back from burying your face against his chest to make eye contact with him. you feel his fingers run up and down your folds, collecting your slick in between his fingers.

"just so you know," chan breathes seductively, and you gasp as you start to feel his thick fingers prod at your entrance. "i don't plan on stopping until your pretty little thighs shake and close around my hand."

his words, accompanied by the feeling of his finger pushing into you has you gasping, clutching the front of his shirt as he slowly pushes in and out of you. you squeeze your eyes shut, trying to remain patient but you can't help rocking your hips against his hand. "stay still, baby." chan warns, other arm wrapping around you to hold you securely against him by your waist. "and i thought i said to keep those pretty eyes on me?"

your eyes instantly fly open, meeting his dark gaze as he pumps into you faster.

"fuck, chan." you whimper, greedily grinding down against his hand. he smirks at you, refusing to speed up and keeping his pace, which you start to find frustratingly slow.

"faster please." you plead, following chan's wish of maintaining eye contact.

his cock twitches when he sees your eyes so full and wide, filling to the brim with frustrated tears. how could he say no to you? he leans down to kiss you, breathing heavily as he starts to pump his digits into you faster, making sure to curl his fingers and hitting the spot in you that makes you melt into his arms every time. he knows you like the back of his hand at this point, knowing just what makes you fall apart.

your eyes start to flutter shut when you climb higher and higher, so close to your climax you can taste it on the tip of your tongue. chan feels you squeeze around him and he smirks, shoving his tongue into your mouth and kissing you passionately.

"chan, please." you whimper against his open mouth, and the way he smiles against your lips has your tummy flipping upside down.

"love it so much when you beg for me." he coos, using his thumb to lightly circle your clit. he can feel how close you are, the way your walls flutter around his fingers a sign that you're impossibly close to cumming on his fingers.

"come on, cum for me." chan whispers, biting down on your neck, his arm is sore from pumping in you but he ignores the burn, speeding up when your moans rise in pitch and volume. you shut your eyes when the knot in your lower abdomen snaps, hands flying to clasp around chan's wrist. you pant against his chest when he pulls his fingers out, placing them in his mouth.

you watch him suck your essence off of his fingers, burying your face into his soft shirt.

"what a good girl." he rasps, pulling your face towards his and kissing you sweetly. "don't you think daddy needs some rewarding too, hmm?" he teases you, guiding your hand away from his chest and dragging it towards his obvious bulge.

you feel your cheeks warm when he moans softly, and you don't need him to ask you again, quickly sinking to your knees in between his legs. he adjusts himself, moving closer to the edge of his seat while shimmying his pants down. you rest your cheek on his thigh as you watch him take his cock out, pumping it twice before smirking at you.

"you'll be good, princess?" he caresses your cheek, sighing when you wrap your hand around the base.

"yes," you nod, leaning forward to kiss the tip of his cock, already leaking precum. he licks his lips, eyes threatening to close when you wrap your mouth around the head, hollowing your cheeks and creating a vacuum. you suck just the head, your hand pumping the rest of his shaft.

he's in a dilemma when you look at him like that, half of him wants to close his eyes so badly, the pleasure shooting up his abdomen and making his fists clench around the armrest. but the other half is hypnotized by the way your eyes blink stupidly up at him, as if drunk on his cock.

"take me all the way, hmm?" he whispers, hand resting on your nape and pushing gently, encouraging you to take the rest of hic cock down your throat. you try your best to take what you can fit into your mouth, letting the tip of his leaking cock hit the back of your throat. chan lets out a pitiful moan when your throat constricts around his tip, the sensation of your throat closing around his cock too much for him and he almost cums on the spot.

he holds his breath, throwing his head back against the headrest and closing his eyes. he hears you gag on his length, and he curses under his breath. he refuses to look down at you, knowing that the moment he sees the tears rolling down your cheek, he's a goner.

you try your best to multitask, your hands slowly running up and down his thigh as chan gently fucks your throat, trying to compose himself and prevent from thrusting into your mouth too harshly. your jaw goes slack as chan basically grinds into your mouth, your nose almost touching his abdomen.

"jesus fucking christ," chan curses when you run your tongue across the underside of his shaft, focusing on the spot just under his head that you know has his thighs shaking.

"gonna cum down your throat, and i want you to take everything." chan borderline growls, breath coming out in short pants as his thrusts get slightly harsher. your gag reflex kicks in and you try to control it, humming around his length. the vibrations from your throat catches chan off guard, and he's spilling into your mouth, his hands resting on your head and shoving you down onto his cock as deeply as he possibly can.

his cum spills down your throat, thick and warm. you continue to lick his tip, and chan shakes, letting out a tiny whimper as you pull away. you open your mouth for him, showing off and confirming you'd done what he asked.

"fuck, come here baby." chan shakes his head, picking you up and settling you back onto his lap. you're still catching your breath and chan laughs, planting a soft kiss on your cheek.

"you were so good to me, fuck." he groans in amazement, rubbing soothing circles onto your bare shoulder.

"yea?" you heave, your voice slightly raspy due to the onslaught of chan's dick poking down your throat.

he finds it incredibly sexy, your eyes still wet from the tears, your lips puffy and wet from all the drool, your voice hoarse from him fucking your face. he can't help it, he grabs you by the chin and kisses you, his tongue pushing through your lips and groaning when he tastes himself on your tongue. chan pulls away, hands still gripping onto your waist to keep you on him. he looks at you through narrowed eyes, something clearly on his mind.

"what is it?" you ask, running your hands across his chest and planting a soft kiss on his jaw.

he hums, wrapping his arms around you and keeping you in a warm embrace.

"just thinking bout how-" you straighten up, meeting his gaze. "how badly i want to fuck you on my desk, have you scream my name for the others to hear."

you shake your head and bury your head in the crook of his neck, inhaling your scent. "channie, you horndog."

he laughs, planting a kiss on your head and hugging you close to him. "i'll take you out to dinner if you ride my face and let me fuck you in the recording booth." chan whispers after a while.

"channie!" you whine, hitting his chest.

he looks down at you, an eyebrow raised. you sigh.

"better be ramen." you mumble, sucking a hickey onto his neck.

[braverytattoos]

...this is Saved by a Stranger