#i'm so sorry baby boy

[inseasofgreen]

For the oc ask game: INFERNO - What is the cruelest thing they've ever done?

to whatever character you would like to or all of them lol

thank you for sending an ask!! all of them sounds so tempting but i'm practicing self care lol. I'll do The Kings of Dawn minus the younger members of the family.

Ilyos - Honestly? Stealing Daemys from Gaelin, knowing Daemys' life could be at risk by having children with him. And since the kings of dawn's magic only passes' down through parent to chlid, as King there is no way around having a child once they were married. He aknowledges this, has tried his best to make amends with Gaelin. (the fault lies with Daemys, but Ilyos was not innocent in this) He and Gaelin now share a deep bond, both in their love of the late Queen and the daughter they now share.

Cyren - His treatment of his eldest son. Cyren finds it hard to forgive Ryon of a huge scandal that had put a stain on the family name. He's cold with Ryon and often wishes Ryon would never come back from his travels. Cyren's overwhelming sense of duty clashed with what he believes Ryon's priority lies. He's rather believe in court gossip then the truth from his son's mouth.

Sorin - He is known to do the King's dirty work, often cleaning up messes from the other royals. The worst thing he's done would be killing a man he knew was innocent but wasn't able to prove otherwise. He could've told Ilyos to pardon the man, but he saw Ivaenia wanted justice. Seeing as they had recently lost Queen Daemys, though in an unrelated event, emotions were high. Sorin lied during the trial and condemned the man to death.

Aeris - Aeris brutally killed a man when he was only 12, it was an accident and one he struggles to accept to this day. Magic, even one granted by the gods, is dangerous if not controlled. Aeris tries to atone for it by training his cousins from a young age. He visits the man's grave at least monthly.

Ryon: Ryon aired his dirty marital laundry for all to see. He's new wife had been found in bed with a servant. Instead of listening to his father, and letting it be - he brought her before the king and demanded the marriage be annulled. The wife's father insisted the marriage be kept in place, offering Ryon a hefty sum of wealth to not annul the marriage. Ilyos, who was in need of said father, sided with the lord. Though the king did honor Ryon's request that she not be styled with the honorary titles she had received upon marriage to the prince. Ryon had let his pride get to him, as she had refused to let them consummate their marriage and often mocks and be littles him. He's not proud of his actions, as it weakened the Crown and left a poor tastes in people's mouths. No one won in that situation.

Sciosa - Her relationship with her sworn shield is what comes to mind. Not only is the whole dynamic troublesome, she doesn't love him and knows he worships the ground she walks on. She lets it go on anyway. She blatantly ignores all the signs of a very messy fall out just waiting to happen. She'll be Queen someday, as well as the prophcied hero that has long been awaited, she needs to be well liked by her subjects and the nite region as a whole.

They're so messy omfg. I almost needed some popcorn while answering. I knew but I didn't know lmaoo

[elitisim]

Ebonix- Deji Locs

All credits goes to@ebonixsims! Original here!

Hair for For Teen ➜ Elder Males

27.5K Poly

2048x texture

Under Hats, 1 channel

Fully recolorable rubber bands at the top and end of each loc

Texture: Ebonix

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includes all LODS and is disabled for random

The rubber bands on the end of the hair cast weird shadows on the face in CAS but they're fine in game.

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tagging: @pis3update, @sssvitlanz, @kpccfinds

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[groovyangelkisses]

hi my sweet baby suse :') love you sm n'just wanna know your thoughts when it comes to sitting on jax's lap <3 would he pet your hair? call you sweet little pet names? just wonderin' <3

anything for you clo, my pretty girl ! 🫶🏻

this became super long-winded, i just think he's neat :')

cw: jealousy, slight! innocence kink, potential 'opie yearning for reader' moment (who's shocked?) slightly nsfw

personally, i think jax is constantly pulling his girl into his lap. whether it's because tig is getting a little too friendly, or you've been talking (gazing) at opie for a tiny bit longer than he'd like, it's like you make a movement & you're in his lap. he's very "hey, where you goin' sweetheart, hm?" all teasing and smug and smiley, pulling you by the wrist to sit on him.

while jax loves having you in his lap to see you get all blushy and shy "c'mon darlin' they all know you love sittin' on me" (never letting the opportunity for innuendo pass him by,) he also loves the sense of pride that he gets from having a pretty, sweet thing like you perched in his lap. while jax is all leather and dirty t-shirts and baggy jeans, you're sweet pastels and soft fabrics— the warmth that jax is slowly starting to feel in his heart again.

and he'll take any form of lap sitting, by the way. if you're sitting directly on him, after you deliver some comment about jax bein the "comfiest, cleanest chair here!" he'll laugh, and wrap his big arms around your tummy, his face in your hair, whispering dirty jokes and funny comments about juice and chibs in your ear.

and if you're sitting sideways? legs spread across his lap and dangling over his thighs? his hands never leave them. one hand protectively holds your ankle, fingers lightly fiddling with the cold "J" anklet he bought just for you. his other hand slides up and down your leg, pausing to lay his palm flat on your knee, or to slide his extended hand up the sides of your thigh. and jax knows nooo personal space with you, by the way. so you two are face to face as he talks, his strong nose brushing against yours, and when he leans over to tell you a secret, his beard brushes against your cheek. eventually, his hand starts to slide up the center of your thighs, and his lips get a little too close to the sweetest spot on your neck, and he notices opie looking at the smooth skin of your face too long, and suddenly he can't help himself. nights like those usually end with you happily skipping behind jax as he leads you to his clubhouse room, trying to supress a smile at your obvious affection and excitement for him.

that being said, jax is a veerrrryy jealous person, so whenever he senses a prospect gettin' a little too close for his liking, he'll give you the look and you'll know where to go. of course, jax never tells you exactly why he'll suddenly stop your conversation with happy and ask you to come (essentially) straddle him in the clubhouse— he never wants you to know the true, horribly corrupt fantasies of the other male bikers.

so he'll take you in his lap, hooking your arms over his shoulders and pulling you together; chest to chest, him pressing against your panties in a comforting way. jax will pull the hem of your dress down and hold it still (he saw them trying to take a peek, and if he's being honest it took everything in him not to flip the pool table and start screaming) and start the sweetest little whispers in your bejeweled ear "my sweet girl, you know how pretty you are, hm? you know everybody here wants you? but they can't have you right? can they?"

and like clockwork, this same song and dance you get into everytime there's a meeting, you nod happily. and jax'll smile, a nice, wide, shit-eating grin aimed just as much at you as it is at the other samcro members looking onward; always yearning for a girl like you— loving, loyal, only having eyes for the blondie they all yearn to be.

his hand will move to your hair, softly running his fingers through it, soft applogies leaving his lips as your hair gets tangled in his rings, and he'll always kiss the corners of your lips to make up for it. he'll press your head to his chest, a big, protective hand sprawling across the back of your hair, holdin' you to him "just rest your eyes a little darlin', i gotta talk to the guys abit, kay?"

oh and he will. his hands running up and down your back and hair, in lulls of the conversation he'll kiss your cheek and ask quietly "still with me, babe?" and wait for your comfortable purr of "mmhmm" and continue on with the conversation. and he knows no one will ever say anything, they wouldn't dare. you're his little "doe in the headlights" and beyond jax's admittance, he needs to feel you in his hands just to get through the fear that he battles with everyday— the fear of disappointing the club, trampling his father's legacy, losing you. the thought makes him tighten his grip on you, hugging you like a child hugs their teddy bear, and the pressure, the sheer weight of his love is so fulfilling, you'll happily flirt with juice if it means it'll always end with jax holding you like this.

[teddybeartoji]

a heavy sigh falls from your lips.

"i'm jus' having a day."

satoru huffs. "you're telling me... that you're having a day... aaaaaaall by yourself, handsome?"

you don't need to look at him to know that he's wiggling his eyebrows. dummy. faintly shaking your head, you try to brush his stupid comment off but your lips have a mind of their own, so used to a smile that they're already twitching upward. and satoru being satoru, he takes it as a very good sign to continue. "i can't believe the love of my life is having a day – without me. betrayal, i tell you, absolute betrayal."

he throws himself onto the couch right next to you, thighs touching. no inches between you.

"stop..." you whine. "let me have my day..."

"no way, baby. we're having a day." tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and he whispers — "together."

when you turn to face him, your noses touch. he never did know what personal space is but it's not like you mind (you love it). he looks into your weary eyes, hiding his frown. he nudges his nose against yours and presses a quick kiss to it.

"so is it a 'quiet' day or a 'sleep' day or a 'bath' day or a 'film' day or a 'park' day or....?" his voice is so soft and sugary and warm and caring and you immediately get lost in your thoughts. he's so sweet. you're so grateful for him. if you told him to be quiet for the rest of his life, he'd do it. it'd be very fucking hard but for you – he'd do it without a second thought. and now he's here, asking you what kind of a day you're having. he would've probably wanted to play video games or make-out or go bully suguru but he won't even bring it up because he can see that it's not the right time for that. and you're so grateful. what did you do to deserve a boyfriend like this? a boyfriend who's so ready to put your needs above his, always and forever.

he observes you in your little mind palace, your eyes are little zoned out and it just might be the cutest thing. he places his hand on your thigh, gently pulling you back to him. he doesn't say anything, only giving you a reassuring smile. you love him.

"a 'quiet' day, i think." your head falls against his shoulder with a soft thump.

"okay."

pressing his soft lips to your forehead, he draws hearts on your back.

a quiet 'sorry' tries to hide inside the crook of his neck, burrowing itself into his hoodie. he catches it, though. like always.

"sorry for what?"

"this."

a rumble in his chest, you feel it so clearly.

"you're sorry for having a day?"

an incoherent mumble is his answer.

craning his neck, he tries to look down on you. a finger finds your nose and boops! it, making you sink deeper into him.

"my baby."

it's like honey – the sweetest coo in the whole wide world. he pours it all over you, covering you in his love, sticking you to him. you don't mind (you love it).

"never ever ever ever apologize for that stupid shit again, though."

...

and there it is — a snicker. not a full laugh but it's enough.

"like - damn, you really are dense sometimes, baby." he whistles, earning him a punch to his chest. and a smile. he's getting there.

"what the fuck is wrong with you, satoru?" sitting up straight, you force your lips into a thin line (it's so hard to not smile around him). "i'm over here begging for mercy for being, oh, i don't know, vulnerable, and you tell me that i'm dense?"

hastily you stand from the couch, leaving satoru staring up at you with a big grin. "what a good boyfriend." you scoff. but your words mean absolute jack shit to him, it's like water off a goose. he's never been more in love. he sees another twitch of your lips and he knows he has you.

turning away, you're ready to make a bit of a scene, ready to stomp your feet, ready to forget everything about your day but you can't. an ungodly strength has you glued to your spot because satoru has other plans. his fingers wrap around your wrist, easily pulling you straight down onto his lap. he mumbles a quick 'the best boyfriend' before attacking you with a quick press of his lips to yours and a smirk and you know you're fucked. this wasn't your plan. this is bad. this is extremely bad. you know what he's gonna do and you can't do anything about it. no, no, no. you were supposed to stomp away and wait for him to come hug you from the back, being all cuddly and cute — this was not the plan.

it's his ultimate power move. tickles.

you hate him.

(you love him so much that you fear your heart will literally explode every time you're around him).

and then his fingers are running all over your sides, laughter bubbling from your throat, no matter how hard you try to hold it back. he manages to hold you down and torture you at the same time, it's unforgiving (and impressive but you won't tell him that). tears brim in your eyes and he can't stop looking at you.

this is how you should look all the time. not the tears in your eyes, of course, but the smile. oh, the smile. from one ear all the way to the other. the corners of your eyes crinkling. he can't wait to grow old with you and see the smile wrinkles, these'll definitely be one of his greatest achievements. he's so serious about it.

luckily, he doesn't keep it up for too long, letting you catch your breath – your head falling back onto his chest, right above his heart.

"you're such a dick."

"you love me so much, i'm surprised you haven't proposed yet."

another weak slap against his chest and he laughs. loud and full of love.

a comfortable silence. his hands rest on your waist, soaking in the feeling of your skin, the feeling of you on him, your heart so near his. you trying to get a grip and he's enjoying his time with you. he could be watching paint dry with you and he'd love it. he hopes you know that (he needs you to know that).

"we can still do a crying party... if you want." his breath tickles your ear. "i'll cry with you."

you're so grateful.

snaking your hands behind his neck, you pull him close. "thank you."

"anything for you. everything for you."

[shannonsketches]

thinking about gohan and vegeta and how their bond is underrated

the difference in their reactions to each other 😭

Gohan being the first one to step between Vegeta and Certain Death, twice, without an ounce of hesitation, and Vegeta saving him back despite his feelings about battle intervention.

Vegeta knowing Gohan's the best of all of them

Vegeta and Gohan both born prodigies assigned an unfair amount of responsibility to be Great and be a Saiyan Messiah(tm) way too young by a stubborn and proud if not (relatively) well-meaning father who didn't see any other option and I just think Gohan doesn't get enough credit as like. The first serious muscle behind Geets' personal growth.

[shions-chin-scar]

[badadboombadabing26]

Yep 🥰

[sunnydayaoe]

Someones getting cranky it isn't being listened to X]

[Some extra under cut ID in ALT]

[ID in ALT for these ones too]

[tei-to-tei]

December 13 - Glowing Lights

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | ...

[can-of-slorgs]

The other researchers are also here! (magical edition!)

[silent-lily]

It's a WIP but I don't care - I spent three hours on this and I want to post it. Here's hope I'll finish it!

I love this trio no less than Shadowpeach. <33

[hotasfahrenheit]

Shotaro dance break because jesus christ just look at him go

[RIIZE - Boom Boom Bass Relay Dance]

[naamahdarling]

.

Little bit of pet loss and sad talk in tags.

[lucianinsanity]

Once again thinking about Katsuki getting comfortable enough that he starts stimming in front of his friends

I think he usually needs to grab people when he is excited, or he pats someone in the shoulders or arms when he sees something that he likes

Just, Izuku and him going to watch a movie and there's something All Might related and he starts patting Izuku's arms to show he wants to watch that movie

And he gets a little more bouncy, not like Izuku, just a small change, but his friends notice and think is cute

And he slaps his legs and taps his fingers, or shakes his head a little when he is bored

And he bites stuff (him and Izuku can't have nice pens, they will chew them, the amount of times this guys ended up with their mouths full of ink, they friends bet on which one is going to break their pen first)

And he gets the habit of drumming on his friends backs every time they get in front of him, sometimes when he is listening to music he drums in the air too or taps his fingers over something

I just love him lowering his walls a little, smiling more, understanding that not everyone is against him all the time

[batbrainrot]

i've never watched titans (the tv show) but my tiktok fyp is FILLED with titans dick grayson edits and i must admit... i kinda like him a lot lol. actually i did watch the first and a half episodes when it came out because my little brother was obsessed with it, but i just thought it was so bad i couldn't bear to watch any further. so seeing nightwing edits i was like oh maybe i should give it a try even if it's shit. but then i saw a jason edit. and i felt hate crimed. who is that??? who the fuck is that??? THAT BOY IS NOT MY DEARLY BELOVED SON. PLEASE KEEP HIM AWAY FROM ME.

[kettlefire]

Nothing quite like banging out 3 new chapter drafts for a single story overnight, while sobbing to yourself through it because even you put yourself in the feels

Shameless fic plug here