#i'm gonna post this and go the fuck to bed

[oneforthemunny]

Can we get a thanksgiving post with ex husband eddie?

not a full blurb but i'll give you the basics lol.

they always have thanksgiving at wayne's place because... reader's parents aren't very welcoming still after everything (they hate eddie so fucking much). so it's just easier to keep them separated.

it's the first thanksgiving divorced. the kids stayed with eddie the night before, and you come over later for dinner. it's the saddest, loneliest, most miserable thing making sides and a dessert by yourself. listening to the macy's day parade in complete silence without jude and lucy giggling with eddie (it was their favorite part of the day, seeing all their favorite floats).

you and eddie are cordial, on your best behavior in wayne's house, though the tension between you two is beyond uncomfortable. sitting with the kids between the two of you, not speaking except to talk around each other, cut up the kids food.

it isn't until later that you two really get to talk. when the kids have been bathed, are asleep after eating too much.

"i guess i'll be heading home." you mutter, lingering by the doorway.

"just stay the night." eddie shrugs, arms crossing over his faded sleep shirt.

"eddie," you mutter, looking down the hallway towards wayne's room. "i can't."

"c'mon," eddie snorts, rolling his eyes. "you think wayne doesn't know that me and you have slept in the same bed before? we've got two kids, baby."

"we're divorced, baby." you glare at him. eddie pretends his heart didn't shatter at your words.

"just stay. it's fine." eddie rolls his eyes, taking your coat from your hands, tossing it on the hook by the door. "you're gonna have to get the kids tomorrow anyways. save you the gas."

"fine." you relent. "but no touching." you hold a finger in his face, glaring at him. "i am not going to get caught by wayne... again."

eddie snorts in laughter. "i'm serious. it was bad enough in high school. it can not happen now... and i need to borrow some clothes."

and that's how you end the night. back in eddie's childhood bed, crammed just as badly as you were when you were kids in high school.

eddie definitely tries to make a move. settles for a sloppy make out instead before you both fall asleep.

[nickgurl4life]

SOFT!MATT × DOLL!READER FIRST TIME~

Content!Warning: movie night, doll!reader tells soft!matt that she's ready for sex, kissing, nipple sucking, lots of consent, some dry humping, oral(fem receives), praises, p in v, protected sex(wrap it up!), hand holding, aftercare~

Summary: Doll!reader finally feels she is ready for sex and decides to tell soft!matt~

A/N: Hi loveys! Sorry I haven't posted a fic in a bit. I'm struggling with mental health, but here's one that I have wanted to dry doing for a bit, and I hope you like it! Also, dividers from @bernardsbendystraws 🤗 NOT PROOFREAD!

INSPO: @bernardsbendystraws

Today was the day you solved the ache between you legs, today was the day you finally told your boyfriend you're ready for sex. Were you ready? Yes, you were, but were you nervous? Fuck yes, you're shaking so badly as you walk through the hallway that you look like your vibrating. As you arrive at your boyfriends bedroom door, you enter and smile as you see he's at his gaming set up playing Fortnite with some friends. He doesn't notice you till he feels your hands grip his shoulders from behind, gently kneading them and massaging them. "Mmm...hey baby, how was your shower?" He asks as he practically melts under your touch.

"It was good, but hey, when you're done on the game, can we...uhm...can we talk?" You ask as the nervousness you thought went away starts flooding you from head to toe. What if he says no? What if he never wanted that with you? What if you sounded like a idiot when you asked? As you keep overthinking, you're snapped out of it by his words, "How about now I was gonna get off the game when you finished in the shower anyways, doll" he says softly as he turns off his computer. Great, so now you have to ask sooner, you think to yourself. "Well... I guess we can talk now, so..." You say in a hushed tone as you climb on the bed, Matt doing the same.

"So what'd you wanna talk about, doll?" He says with a soft grin, and that's when you go silent. You're panicking on the inside and calm on the outside, but he can tell. "Hey, hey, what's going on inside that pretty little head of yours, sweetheart?" He asks as he gently grabs your hand. "I- i- uhm- I-" You struggle to even form words till all of a sudden you spit out, "I'm ready, and I wanna have sex!" You say in a hurried tone, and then you peak up to look at Matt's surprised expression. "Oh honey, why didn't you just tell me?" He chuckles as he kisses your cheek. "Wait...y-your not upset?" You ask softly as a small smile subconsciously grows on your red face. "Baby, why the hell would I be mad that you were ready for sex?" He asks with a small chuckle. "Are you sure you want to do it now thou-" before he can finish speaking your cutting him off with a quick, "Yes! Yes, I do!" Which pulls a laugh out of him.

"Okay, okay, so we already know the kissing and making out part, so let's just start with that doll." Matt says and gently pulls you into a soft kiss. His chapped lips grazing your soft ones, "You need some chapstick," you murmur on his lips, making both of you chuckle as the kiss grows more hungry. "Mmm, when I'm done, my lips will be softer than satin sweetheart," he says and slowly pushes you down to lay flat on your back. His legs straddle your hips as he moves to kiss down your neck, "Just tell me what feels good..." he whispers as he sucks on your pulse point, evicting a soft moan from your parted lips. His hips gently grind down on yours, his growing erection on your thigh. You feel yourself growing wetter and wetter from his kisses and soft praises.

Your pulled from your thoughts at the feeling of pressure on your core, you look down to see Matt's hand rubbing gentle circles over your white lacy panties that are showing from your baby pink dress riding up. "M-matt, fuck..." you moan softly, arching into his touch as your hips subconsciously roll closer. "Aww, does that feel good, baby?" He coos as he leans down to capture your lips in a soft kiss. "Can I take this off, baby?" He asks as he tugs at the hem of your dress. When you nod, he slips it over your head. "Aww, look at this cute little bra...so pretty just f'me~" he coos as he leans down, pressing kisses to your nipples through the lacy fabric. The feeling makes you jerk, having never been toyed and touched with in such an intimate spot before.

After a bit of teasing, he unbuckles your bra and tosses it to the floor, staring at your swollen puffy nipples. Before you can even react, he's leaning down and taking one into his warm mouth, sucking on them like a baby nursing. "Matt- s-sensitive-" You whimper, he doesn't stop, but he slows down. "Shh..." he moves to suck the other nipple as he free hand pulls and gently twists the other between his fingers, rolling it softly. "M-matt, oh my god, feels good -" You moan as you arch closer. He pulls off and scoots back up to kiss you, spreading your legs and pressing gentle kissing on your neck, down to your stomach, then your thighs, then a final peck on your clit through your panties. "Okay baby, I'm gonna eat you out, okay? So I'm gonna need you to relax, and if you need to, you can tug my hair, okay, sweetheart?" He reassures you as he gentle loops his fingers under the waistband of your panties, gentle tugging them down till down they are on the floor. "Okay are your ready baby?" He asks as he spreads your legs. "Y-yeah, yeah I'm ready..." you say softly as you look down at his face. "W-whats wrong?" You ask as you see he's frozen, looking at your soaking wet pussy in awe.

"Nothing, just...fuck-" he says shakily as he leans in to lick a stripe up your folds. "God you taste like heaven-" You don't get a chance to talk before he's diving in, licking, slurping, and sucking your pussy. "Matt holy fuck!" You cry out as your sensitive pussy contracts and squeezes around nothing at the sensational feeling of Matt's warm tongue applying pressure to your bundle of nerves. "Matt oh my g-god that feels so fucking g-good!" You moan, gripping his hair and rolling your pussy onto him, not knowing where this spark of confidence came from. "Y-yes yes baby just like t-that-" You moan as he keeps going, picking up the pace as he feels your legs start to shake. "M-matt I'm g-gonna-" You cry out, almost blacking out at the insane feeling as you cum hard on his face. As he pulls away, he chuckles, "sorry I uh- you tasted so good and I kind of forgot your a virgin-" he says with a chuckle as he sits up, crawling up to you and kissing your head.

"That felt, fucking awesome~" you say with a chuckle as he gets off the bed, slipping his clothes off so he's naked as well. "Wait, do I have to -" You point to your mouth, then his erection as it's now sprung up to his stomach. "No, no no we can practice that another time, right now this is all about you doll" he says as he grabs a condom from the drawer, opening it and rolling it onto his thick length. "Matt...is it gonna hurt?" You ask with soft doe eyes, making his heart twist. "It might hurt a bit but you can hold my hand, okay?" He reassures you as he rubs his length along your folds and patting it with your clit, getting it wet with your juices before positioning at your entrance. "You ready?" He asks as he intertwines his hands with yours, when you nod he sighs. "I need words sweetheart~" he says softly. "Yeah...I'm ready" you say with a smile as he nods, slowly sliding in. Your mouth falls agape at the burn and stretch. You whimper and matt immediately slows down to a stop.

"Hey, you good?" He asks, his eyes flooding with concern. "Yeah..just burns" You say as your eyes flutter, after a bit of adjusting you give him a nod and he starts to slowly move back and forth. "O-oh my god..." you whisper as the pain slowly turns to pleasure. "Fuck you feel so fucking good..." Matt says as he throws his head back, "doing so good f'me sweetheart, so s-so good f'me..." he praises as he goes faster. "Matt fuck im so close already-" You moan, "yeah me too doll, wanna cum with me?" He asks as his hips stutter. When you nod he speeds up..."3...2...fuck- 1- cum with md baby come on-" he says and as if on command you release all over him, he holds himself back to help you ride it out, what sends him over the edge is a feeling of a liquid squirt all over him. "Oh my- fuck!" He groans as he releases inside the condom. "Baby fuck you squirted!" He chuckles as he slows to a stop. "I- I did?" You say as a smile grows on your flushed face.

"Are you sure I didn't just pee?" You ask shakily, but the stupid grin on his face and the really clear liquid on his lower torso and thighs shows otherwise. "Oh my god- i-i did!" You giggle, and he nods. "You squirted your first time...okay but anyways I'm gonna pull out now okay?" As soon as you nod he slowly eases out. "I feel so empty..." you say softly as he slips the condom off and throws it in the small trash bin by the nightstand. He walks to the bathroom and comes back with a damp washcloth. "Open your legs baby" he coos softly as he wipes up the mess between your legs. Once he's done he cleans himself off then tosses the dirty cloth into the laundry hamper. "Do we want to shower now or just cuddle?" He asks as he stares down at you. "Uh...cuddle...maybe a nap?" You smile and he pulls a giggle from you as he jumps onto you, curling close and draping the covers over you. "Don't have to tell me twice about a nap!" He says happily.

"So you promise I didn't hurt you?" He says as he kisses your head. "I promise I'm fine baby...if you hurt me I would've told you~" you murmur as you nuzzle into his chest. "Well, next time we have it if you want to practice a blow job on me or even a hand job I'll let you okay?" He says as he wraps his arms around you. "Okay...I love you Matt." You murmur sleepily and he smiles, "I love you too doll, now go to sleep and we can shower when you wake up-" as he finishes talking he snickers as he notices your already dead asleep. "Sleepy head...I tired you out huh?" He says softly as he does off as well.

I HOPES YOU GUYS LIKE THIS!!! IT TOOK ME A BIT BUT 🥰

Taglist: @chris-hallelujah @cupiidk1lls @loud-sturniolos @p14th0mps0n @3xclus1vel0v3r @chrislilcumslvt @heartz4matt @jassturn @bilssturns @goingtojohnkramershouseee @chrisfavoritewhore @matthewsroses @nategurl3

[ihaznoclue]

Hello I was just wondering if you can do a angst to fluff post with my baby Tamaki Amajiki. Like the reader (female) is having continuous nightmares about her past and never seemed to have a good night sleep so Tamaki as her boyfriend/soulmate helps the reader is any way possible to get her a good night sleep. Thank you! :)

Pairings -> Tamaki Amajiki x Reader

Warnings -> Nightmares?

Note -> Reader having nightmares so Tamaki is there to help to get the reader a good night sleep

Genre -> Angst to Fluff

Tamaki Amajiki

This is getting ridiculous, it had seemed you had the same nightmare over and over again and you're just sick of it to be honest.

A repeating cycle of nightmares about how your parents died in a fire that was caused by the LOV. You hated those villains with a fiery passion but right now you needed to figure out how you were gonna go back to sleep.

You were laying on your back as you started at the ceiling of your dorm room, you were a year three, which was surprising to you as you didn't think you were gonna come this far but here you are.

Your arm was resting on your sweaty forehead as you calmed down from your mental breakdown for the fifth time in a row this week...

You sighed as you sat up, you throat was a bit dry so you decided to go to the main lounge to get a drink of water from the tap, you stood right up from your comfy bed as you walked slowly to your door and opened it quietly trying not to make sound so you didn't get in trouble for going out of your dorm room.

You now closed the door as quietly walked to the elevator to take it down, you couldn't be bothered to take the stairs since you were literally half-asleep.

What if you fell and face planted on the floor and make a lot of sound to wake everyone up. Nope not on my watch.

You waited until the elevator went down and open the doors, you walked out and came straight to the sink. You opened a cabinet and got a glass cup and poured some water in the glass and then took a sip of it

Thank God. You were finally free from the dry throat that was bothering you as soon as you woke up.

You then took a couple more sips until it was empty and put the glass cup back in the sink to do it in the morning, because you didn't want to make such sound of glass and metal sink clinging to each other.

You sighed as you didn't want to go back to your dorm alone, even though your dorm room was a comfort area for you with a lot of stuff that comforted you in a type of way.

So you turned around to walk back...

"Name?"

"JESUS FUCK-!" You yelled but then the stranger covered your mouth quickly, you looked up a little to only see Tamaki

"Shh.. You need to be quiet love" You nodded as your mouth was un-covered by his hand, you were a bit scared but as you soon realised it was Tamaki, you loosened the tense in your body

"Tama? What are you doing up?" You asked, Tamaki perked at this then replied

"Oh well, I wanted to go to your dorm but then you weren't there so I figured you were out here.." He wanted to find you? This dork

You gave out an airy chuckle as you shook your head a bit "You know you can't come to my dorm you know, I don't want you to get in trouble you dork"

"Uh- Well I mean I just wanted to check up on you you know, you seemed to be tired this whole week and I just wanted to make sure you were okay, I did text you at first but then you didn't reply back as you usually do so I went to your room and didn't find you" Tamaki explained

You totally forgot to bring your phone that you left on your bed side table beside you bed, you groaned as you face palmed yourself

"I totally forgot to bring my phone, I'm so sorry Tama" You worried looked up at him, you might of gave him a fright though

"It's okay love, no need to be sorry about that. We should head on back then" Tamaki requested as you follow him down the hall to the elevator

The doors opened and went inside, you forgot how there were lights in the elevator but luckily you could see Tamaki's face instead of seeing him in the dark

"Um.. Love? Have you been crying?" Tamaki asked, you gave a confused face so he pointed to your cheeks where you had dried up tear stains from your breakdown earlier before you went down

"Oh.. Um it's fine.. I just had a little crying session earlier no biggie" You back the topic down but Tamaki was worried if something happened to you so he came closer

"Uhh- Tama.. Hun? What are you doing-?" You were then interrupted by him rubbing your cheeks that seemed to get rid of the tear stains, then he seriously looked at you

"You had another nightmare didn't you?" Tamaki asked then his eyebrow furrowed in worry, you couldn't bear to look at him in the eyes now

You didn't tell Tamaki about your nightmares that seemed to keep you awake most of the time but he didn't think it was going on forever he thought it was just one night

"Love.. Look at me"

God you loved that nickname, you always seemed to melt at it, you then seemed to melt into his hand that was staying on your cheek as you started to cry again

"Y-Yes I did.." Your voice cracked as you answered, look at him with sad eyes, he instantly pulled you in for a hug, a tight one to let you know you were safe and cared for

He petted your head to calm you down a bit which worked, the elevator doors opened as he took your hand in his as he guarded you to his dorm room

"Wait.. Tama, we will get in trouble If-"

"I don't care.." Tamaki replied

You never saw this side of Tamaki until now, he was more confident to speak as you gave him a reason to be confident but right now he was being confident for you and you only

You didn't say anything after that as he opened his door as led you in, his room was basic but looked comfy, his bed was big for the both of you

"Lay on my bed, I'll turn off the lights when you are on the bed then I'll come over" Tamaki spoke

You walked over to the bed and climbed on it as you crawled to the front and tucked yourself in, his bed was comfy and smelled good.

The lights turned off as you felt tense again as you felt alone until you felt hands wrapping around you as you heard shifting on the bed. Tamaki was tucking himself in now as he placed your head near his chest to hear his heartbeat

His strong arms were wrapped around to make you feel safe and secured

"Try to go to sleep, you really need it, I'll be here to help you if you have the same nightmare again. Now sleep" He said as he kissed your forehead

His heartbeat....

His soft breathing....

His warmth....

This feeling felt nice..

It felt good..

You felt peaceful

and it was all because of

HIM <3

-A<3

[sorrelchestnut]

Birds on a Wire, Lucanis/f!Rook, 1/?

Experimenting once more with posting a WIP while it's still In Progress. This will probably curse me but there's only so much I can spam my friends in discord so fuck it. I'm not gonna lie, this is mostly just established relationship fluff and banter with occasional flickers of childhood trauma. For seasoning, like.

*

They say that bad news will cross the ocean twice before good has even gotten out of bed.  Lucanis, staring down at the letter in his grandmother's sloping hand, cannot help but agree.

(Get Rook!)

Lucanis's first instinct as well, but she is working in Minrathous today, coordinating work crews as they clear Blight remnants down in the undercity.  It's dirty, exhausting, thankless work, and while he knows he'd be a welcome distraction, he would be a distraction nonetheless.  Instead he forces himself to spend the day taking inventory: they are going to need groceries again, and soon.  He will send some from Treviso, as the markets there are starting to recover, though much of their supplies are still earmarked for relief efforts.  If all else fails, he can arrange for imports from Rivain, mostly untouched by the whims of the gods.

It is sometime after sunset, Antivan time, when the eluvian's activation chimes quietly through the Lighthouse.  (Rook's back!)  Knowing well her opinion of damp, muddy holes in the ground, Lucanis retrieves the plate he prepared from under one of Neve's warming charms and heads below to the bathhouse, following the trail of shed clothing from the vestibule to where she is lounging in one of the heated pools.  Lucanis takes care to ensure his movements are audible as he sets the plate on the table next to her discarded patch and puts his hands on his hips.

"That is terrible for your blood pressure, you know."

Rook smiles without opening her eye - or throwing a fistful of lightning at his face, so his efforts to announce his arrival did not go unappreciated.   "But great for my temper."

"Guildmaster causing trouble again?  There's a solution for that."

"You can't kill everyone who annoys me, Lucanis.  It's just not cost-efficient."

(But fun!)

"But fun," Lucanis agrees.  "Everyone needs to have a hobby."

"We really need to get you back into knitting.  Hey, c'mere, you're too far away."

"If you splash me, you will regret it," he warns, even as he approaches to seat himself carefully at the edge.  "Hello, mi amor."

"Hullo, love."  It's a delicate maneuver, bending backwards up over the lip of the pool without unduly disturbing the water, but Rook is a consummate professional and manages it without so much as splashing his cuffs.  The feel of her smiling mouth against his is familiar, now, but no less miraculous for it.  "Mm, alright, now I'm feelin' better."

He laughs quietly and settles back on his heels.  "Imagine how well you will feel after supper."

"Oh, shit, is it your night to cook?"  She turns her best pleading expression on him.  "Any chance you brought me a plate?"

He considers making some pretense to the contrary, but what would be the point?  "On the chaise, if you please.  Some civilities must be observed."

"Hey, you like me naked."

"I like you any way I can get you, but melted cheese on skin is not a complaint you want to bring to a medic."

"Oh fuck me, you made carbonara?  That's it, I'm getting out."

"No hurry," he says, stroking one hand affectionately across her damp curls.  It smells faintly of the astringent soap Emmerich makes for his workshop, so she must have scrubbed up at the pump before coming down here to boil herself like a piece of recalcitrant laundry.  "It will keep a little longer."

"Mhm, well, in that case…"  She tilts her neck hopefully, and he happily takes up the invitation to knead at the back of her neck with a practiced hand.

Only to hiss, a moment later, at what he finds there.  "Mierda!  Your neck is like iron.  Have you been holding your head cocked again?  You know that isn't good for you."

"...probably," she admits, then immediately goes on the defensive.  "Look, 's just instinct, alright?  I know my depth perception's fucked and you know it's fucked but try convincing my sodding brain.  And you know the shit light down there doesn't help, had me jumpin' at fucking shadows even when I still had both eyes."

"I know, cara, but you're going to cause permanent damage to yourself if you don't break the habit."

"I know, I know.  I'll work on it, alright?"

"I will make sure of it," he threatens, then remembers the letter.  (Tell her, tell her!)  "Well.  There are exercises you could do, I think."

But she's twisting around to look at him, a faint frown marring the smooth line of her forehead.  "What was that?  You flinched."

Cazza.  "No I didn't."

"Yes you did, you tensed up for a second.  What's wrong?"

 Why he thought he had a hope of concealing anything from her, Lucanis doesn't know.  Always she has seen straight through him.  "I had a message from my grandmother this morning."

"Ah."  World of understanding in that single syllable.  "I'm guessing it wasn't 'season's blessings.'"

"No, it… no."

(TELL HER)

His hand has slipped down to her shoulder, and it slips away entirely as she gracefully rolls in the water, folding her arms on the lip of the pool so she can look up at him.  He no longer flinches at the ugly march of stitched tissue where her left eye used to be, but only because he knows how much it hurts her when he fails.  In time, her face will once again be only her face, more familiar and dearer than his own in the mirror.  Until then, the reminder of how close he came to losing her is his burden to bear.

"Talk to me, dovey.  What's goin' on?"

If there was a time he could deny her anything, it has long since passed.  "Caterina thinks I have dawdled enough.  It's time for the First Talon to return home."

Her eye widens slightly, but otherwise does not flinch, only finds his fingers with her own wet ones and strokes gently across his knuckles.  "And what does the First Talon think?"

When it comes right down to it, Lucanis has always been a coward when it matters most.  He closes his eyes so he cannot see the look on her face when Spite finally says, , "That she's right."

For a long, terrible moment, there is nothing but silence.  Her hand is motionless against his; there is no movement from her agile body, only the lap of the restless water against stone.  She is entirely still.

Then she lets out a grunt of acknowledgement.  "Alright then.  When do we leave?"

His eyes snap open.  She's still just looking up at him, pleasantly quizzical, head angled very slightly - cazza - to see the whole of his face.  "I wasn't-  You have other duties to attend to."

"No?  I've just been fillin' in where I can, nothing serious.  Oh.  Uh.  Unless-"  She draws her lower lip between her teeth, a maneuver he would find distracting under less trying circumstances.  "If this is your way of telling me gently, that you-  I mean, I can take a hint-"

It takes a full two beats for him to understand her implication.  "What?  No, tesoro, luce dei miei occhi-  No, never, no.  I only-"  (Say it right! Fix it!)  Lucanis takes a deep breath and does his best: "I only mean that you have a home here, work that matters to you, people to protect.  This is my burden.  I would not have asked."

"Lucanis."  She's giving him the same fondly exasperated look she used to sport whenever she found him in the training hall past midnight, Spite screaming a crescendo in his ears.  "I walked out of a prison built for gods because I heard you calling my name.  And you think I wouldn't follow you to Treviso?"

(TOLD YOU)

It's so strange to remember, now, how he used to think he wasn't built for happiness.  That he was missing some essential component that everyone else was born with, that thing Illario grasped so easily, the ability to feel joy and inspire it in others.  He knows better, now.  It's the easiest thing in the world, when you are with the right person.

"Pulled."

"What?"

He blinks innocently, working very hard to keep his smile hidden behind his teeth.  "Technically, you didn't walk out of the Fade.  You were pulled.  My wrist was sore for hours."

"Hours," Spite agrees loyally.

"You," she splutters, and then laughs, one of the deep belly laughs he loves so much, that makes Spite flatten and purr at the back of his skull.  "You're a pair of fuckin' arseholes," she tells them, and surges up out of the pool to press her laughing mouth to his.

(He doesn't even mind the water on his cuffs.)

[reaperlight]

The Beginning

[Post Venom 3, tw: suicidal ideation]

[Eddie in a depression spiral after the (alleged) death of his spouse when the door to his shoddy apartment bursts open...]

Frances: Yoohoo, Brockilicious~

Carnage: Hello, father.

Cletus: Guess what--we lived bitch.

Eddie: ...Oh thank God.

Cletus: Huh?

Eddie: I've been so lonely.

Cletus: ...You know we came here to kill you right?

Eddie [*grinning madly*]: Well then... when do we start?

Cletus: Eddie, you are honestly freaking me out here.

Eddie: So, are you going to kill me, or what?

Cletus: Well, if you insist.

Cletus: [*Stabs him*]

Cletus [alarmed]: You're not healing.

Carnage: He's not here. Venom. He's not here.

Eddie: [*Weeping silently, not scared for his life but the reminder of the raw wound of Venom's loss*]

[*Shared looks between the murder crew*]

[Cletus sits down next to him]

Eddie [impatiently]: Well are you gonna get on with it? C'mon already. Just do it!

[Eddie shivers, feels a deep want and self-hatred when Carnage heals the stab wound, for a moment they're connected tantalizing, the feeling of being a host again but it's gone again in the next instant]

Eddie: Oh got to go for torture first, of course. It's only what I deserve, treating him like a burden in his final moments--

[*Cletus puts the knife away*]

Eddie: Wait, what are you doing... [*Frances walks away*] hey, where are you going?

Cletus: Well... now we don't feel like it.

Eddie: Oh fuck you.

Cletus: Yeah, fuck me. Do you want to talk about it?

Eddie: No. ...yes.... I can't.

Cletus: Okay.

Eddie: I'm not supposed to talk about it. It's illegal.

Cletus: Oh yes, I'd never do something illegal. And I'm sure you wouldn't either which is why I don't have this massive hickey you left on my neck--

[Has obvious bite mark scar from being beheaded via Venom, making Eddie all the more nostalgic for the good old days]

[*Frances looking around in his kitchen*]

Frances: You got any soup here? Let's make soup.

Cletus: Yes, that's a great idea, honey.

Eddie: It's in the... yeah.

Cletus: Hey Eddie, do you mind if we like... stay here? You see we were just planning on killing you and taking your place tonight--

Eddie: Like, you can still do that if you want. Take it, whatever. Do whatever you like, I don't give a fuck.

Carnage [cheerfully]: From what I understand they were going to enjoy their marital relations on your bed too.

Eddie: I seriously do not care.

Cletus: Cool. Still not killing you though.

Eddie: Asshole.

Cletus: We're right here if you wanna tell us your story, Eddie. No judging, honest.

[aprillikesthings]

...eh, I'm doing uhhh bits of Reunion. To start with. at least.

I had to remind myself when writing canon-based stuff that her room doesn't have windows. It just opens to the balcony. Do we think it never gets cold or windy, or that there's weather-repelling/shield spells of some kind?

Adora: where does Bow go when he's not at Bright Moon? Glimmer: uhhhhhhhhh

lol the SHADE

Glimmer: oh he's just never told me anything about himself ever :)

LOL poor Bow

scene: cuts to the Fright Zone

me: where is she

there she is!!

HELP LOL

the little hop and squeak she does before this doesn't make it LESS FUNNY which is unfortunate because she's in genuine distress, she thought she saw Shadow Weaver

don't mind me

angy baby is angy

okay i'm ngl i'm gonna skip a lot of this one, Adora's schoLAR accent gives me 2nd hand embarrassment lol

okay but this is great

Glimmer: THE FUCK, DUDE??? Bow: uhhhh Adora: YAY, SNACKS!!

Scorpia: *talking* Catra: *slowly closes her eyes with a pained expression*

seriously why is this expression so funny

Anyway tbh Catra's a dick in this one and not in a hot way

wait this one's even funnier

pfft

I'M WHEEZING

i swear to god tomorrow I'm gonna make a post that's just Catra's goofier faces from THIS EPISODE ALONE

wheezing

Adora makes some silly faces in the next scene but this post is getting toooooo long. Adora kicks a monster's ass, Bow and his dads are a metaphor for coming out, Lore dump

lol I was like "aww look at her" and then remembered what happens in this scene D:

caught lyin'

yeah I'm not screenshotting the scene of Hordak cutting off her air until she passes out. (you KNOW this only passed getting a y7 rating because he's not actually touching her and it's a forcefield sucking the air out of her space)

and then we see Shadow Weaver looming over Adora's bed, end episode, wooo

Can’t wait to engage in one of my fave midnight hobbies: get high as balls and rewatch bits of She-Ra and sometimes post screenshots with overemotional/horny captions

[radiance1]

Another link to this post. Meet the parents style.

So, Danny and Jason have been fake dating for a while now, and ended up marrying each other solely for tax benefits. Also, they got cool ass fucking friendship rings that they just couldn't not wear everywhere and being married is convenient so...

Anywho, so Jason has met Danny's parents but Danny hasn't met Jason's parents. Danny knows that he has some ties with the vigilantee scene due to being a Crime Lord-he still doesn't know what to think of his parents connecting the dots immediately when they only met him once while it took him more than that while living with the guy.

He thinks Jason may have been an ex-vigilantee at some point before turning to crime.

Then Danny gets blinded by rich people aura when he finds out that his bestfriend is the long thought dead child of Bruce Wayne. Frankly, he's insulted.

You mean to tell him that his could've been buying ice cream from that high class place all this time!? He shook (literally he grabbed and shook him) that point into Jason, he doesn't care that Jason never told him he was rich but he could've at least bought some high class ice cream once in a while.

Jason who was busy solidifying his power as a crime lord, avoiding his family and making sure not to leak his identity at all: I'm a literal crime lord, and the only thing you care about is me not buying you ice cream?

Danny: YES!!!!

Jason: Dork.

Right anyways, so Jason takes Danny along to meet Bruce and his fam but did say as soon as he started being uncomfortable they're leaving. The batfam is a bit blindsided by Danny, because they thought Jason was bringing his partner but its good to also get a feel for Danny's personality.

Danny and Jason did what's normal for them when Danny starts getting comfortable around the manor full of things that cost waaay more than his rent. Like half-heartedly insulting each other, being snarky, leaning on each other and other such things.

The batfam start thinking that there's more there than they know of. So they start watching a bit closer and ask a few round about questions that fly over Danny and Jason's heads. They just forget they're married often, unless it's regarding taxes.

All of this sends the wrong message when they walk into the same room and, being nosy, one of the batfam comes up to the door and uh. They hear the bed moving quite a lot.

So.

Meanwhile, Jason is trying to wrestle with Danny because this man does not pick a lane. He'll either be the human octopus (who is cold as hell) Jason has ever seen, he'll try to kick him off the bed in his sleep as if Jason personally offended him in some way, or he'll sleep in some wacky position that interrupts Jason's sleep. The last one is tied to the other two, however.

So, Jason has to frequently wrestle this man into a proper position where they both manage to get some sleep and it wouldn't have been so bad if Danny wasn't a goddamn sleep fighter. He would know, he had to nurse a bruised jaw for a few weeks.

Why do they sleep together? Listen, when you're in an apartment with not a lot of money, you gotta cut costs where you can alright?

[biblically-accurate-dca]

doodle page that gets worse the more you look at it

[simptasia]

LOST: Season One

[hailsatanacab]

chapter three!!

did you guys survive chapter 2? Danny did!! if only barely 😬

there's markedly less gore in this chapter, thank goodness, and now Alfred gets to explain what on earth he was thinking about signing a contract like that??? Alfred??? Explain???

[johnslittlespoon]

ch1 of the leaving!bikeriders au done. fuck

[streatfeild]

these days, playing squash with fergus is more torture than fun for adam :)

[pierswife]

I've always had a complicated relationship with gender.

For the longest time I've just. Existed. Since I was little, I was told that I was a girl, so that's how I lived. But a lot of the time? I didn't "perform girl" correctly. I didn't like the right things, or I didn't react the right way. Sure, I liked plenty of feminine things, but I also rejected that part of myself vehemently. I was considered a "tomboy," but that didn't feel quite right either. And fuck, did my family DESPERATELY want me to start being just a little bit girly. I mean, shit, I remember when I was a teen and I was talking to my mom, my mom had asked me what I wanted one of my aunts to get me for Christmas. I just said make up, not because I wanted it, but because I knew it would make my aunt happy. I would finally be doing something girly, which I hadn't done since the 5th or 6th grade. Honestly, at that point I really didn't care. As long as my family was happy, then I'd be happy. Right? That was the way it was supposed to work? Right?

I've always been pretty firm with my... Grab bag of sexuality, I guess. I'm demi through and through, both sexual and romantic, and I consider myself bi as well. Those are all a part of me, a VERY important part of me.

But it took me YEARS to finally be brave enough to start exploring my gender and why I felt the way I felt. It took me until I turned 21 to finally start embracing myself and embracing the fact that I am feminine despite not being a girl. I'll still catch myself sometimes bringing myself down by going "haha not to be a girl," but I know that isn't the way I should talk about myself. There's nothing wrong with being a girl. There's nothing wrong with presenting femme. Like sure, I'm not a fucking girl, I'll set that one straight immediately, but I also just... Don't care. I am me. I'm Manda. My gender is myself. Manda-gender.

I want to be recognized for who I am. And that is Manda.

[naomiknight-17]

I watch OutsideXbox vids pretty often to unwind but today's video was about games where getting a bad ending was actually more work than a good ending

And it featured fucking Tales of Xillia 2

Which, no joke, upset me so thoroughly when I played and completed it that I have spent years denying its existence and trying to forget about it

So when this funtimes goofy youtube vid started and showed scenes from Xillia 2 without warning I literally yelled at the TV and started crying and Jon had to come check on me because I worried him. I was laughing through my tears like "This is stupid!! I shouldn't be having a fucking trauma response over a JRPG!!"

That's just how hard that game fucked me up

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

as an aside, urianger healing + wod tanking in amaurot. no just sit and think about it for a second.

like, it's already fucked up enough that tanking amaurot is a thing you're allowed to do. i mean, part of it is pure practicality, it's an all hands on deck situation, they probably all fucking hate it, but there is no guarantee you'll even stay standing through a battle and you are still allowed to put yourself between them and everything else. and then, on top of that, you can go ahead and tell urianger to heal you. who is kind of, in the exarch's absence, The Guy Whose Fault This Is. and you're looking him dead in the eye, putting your life in his hands, saying look, it's all i'm asking. all you need to do. i'll keep you safe. just keep me standing. yeah?

and light being the element of stasis, and the healer role quests establishing that sin eaters don't function correctly wrt healing, do you think the light makes it harder? do you think he feels it when he heals you? is it a little slower, takes a little more work, does it just feel different? he asked for your trust and you gave it but what if he can't even do that. what if he's already fucked everything beyond hope of saving. what if, what if, what if. go ahead, urianger. heal them.

[silverselfshippingchaos]

I wrote a really long gush post about my son but tumblr ate it :(

anyways here is my son he is very nice and I'm so happy I'm his mom <3