#idk im not gonna lie

[dangraccoon]

if a force-null person is pregnant with the child of a force-sensitive person and the child is force-sensitive, does it give the force-null parent temporary force-sensitivity while the child is in utero?

[clockworkreapers]

Vol 3 Jack really went though it huh

[vamp-bites]

Only a couple days late addition to @vashwoodweek day 1: domestic

[deoidesign]

So glad this panel is canon now I've been waiting months. You don't understand

[xxplastic-cubexx]

i cant stress how much joy i get from doodling magneto as A Dramatic Comic Book Villain i cannot even lie to you chat

[suntails]

(mild gore)

fealty

[kiisuuumii]

@kiisuuumii (songbird) [for anon]

[domokunrainbowkinz]

"wow I can't believe pacat had the balls to make laurent so unlikeable in book 1" TO YOU. I liked him since day 1 he was a snake and a bitch and he was terrible to damen and I loved him for that

[tigerf00d]

Words Inside a Shell

Chapter 1: Sometimes I Feel You're Smiling at Me

Pairing: Spike x Reader

Other Characters: Buffy and Willow, Xander (mentioned), minor original characters.

Tags: NSFW! No use of y/n. Afab but gender neutral.

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: While trying to get over a crush on a certain crispy-haired vampire, you end up falling right back into his arms

Or, the one where a night out with the girls goes wrong.

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A/N: Title from Cibo Matto's ‘Moonchild’ felt appropriate seeing as they've played at the Bronze in the show! As this is NSFW, for a reminder: you are responsible for your own media consumption. Also, I'm trying to release this weekly, but Ao3 gets it ahead of schedule if you'd rather have it as soon as it came out :) he falls into an open grave right after the part in the gif by the way. Keep that man humble 🙏

After striking through the next item on your to-do list (get ready for Bronze w/ Buffy and Willow), you tucked the pen back into its spot and went to double-check how you looked in the mirror.

Getting to go out with the girls was a rare treat. Sure, it was just club food and live music, but a slayer is always on call, and you'd take what you can get.

You were maybe a little overdressed, but through dancing and the thick air of the Bronze, you were sure that it would look far more casual quickly. An enticing display of your neck and collarbones was sure to attract someone. Anyone at all. As long as they were sure to distract you from what was a quickly burgeoning crush on that bottle-blond dumpster diver. You nodded once, smiling and checking your watch; your lift would be here any moment. Grabbing your keys, coat and wallet, you left home to wait by the curb.

“My, aren't you precious?”

Your hands flung upright as you swung around, ready to defend yourself. The vamp batted your hands out of the way with a smirk.

“Spike! One of these days, we're going to have to put a bell on you.” You groaned, relaxing your stance.

“That’d defeat the purpose of being a creature of the night. What's got you so on edge?” His eyes followed the length of your body, “and so dolled up? Hot date?”

“Sure.” You replied coolly.

Spike took a step closer.

“Why? Is my outfit no good?” You twirled in place for him to appreciate. Was this the smartest, considering your goal for the evening? Not in the slightest. Were you rubbing it in while he was maybe possibly a little bit jealous? Absolutely, anyone who could pass up such a ripe opportunity was either far stronger or had never seen Spike before.

He huffed a laugh, eyes flicking to your lips.

“Well, I wouldn't say that.”

“What would you say?”

Spike took another step closer, now firmly situated in your personal space, his eyes lingering on your mouth still before finally matching yours.

“Careful pet, wouldn't want you to catch feelings now.”

You laughed, attempting for ‘don't be ridiculous’ but landing somewhere between ‘you're out of your mind’ and ‘am I that obvious?’.

“I'm not your pet, Spike.”

“Ooh, I'm well aware of that.”

“What was that you said about catching feelings?”

Your phone beeped in your pocket; attempting to reach it without touching Spike was somehow unbelievably awkward in such close quarters.

“Spike, it's Willow.”

“Answer it, I don't mind.”

You leaned away, fixing the vamp with a flat look, but hit answer regardless, holding the cell next to your ear.

“Hey Will, what's up?” Spike looked expectant as you paused for an answer. “Oh, hi, Buffy. You got–” You paused, turning away and covering your other ear with your palm. “What? I can't hear you over the… noise…? Yes, I'll hold.”

You checked your watch again, grazing your shoe over the concrete footpath just to hear the scuffing sound and feel the concrete against the sole.

Glancing at Spike, it was unnerving to see him already observing you. In moments like those, you could see how he was a predator compared to yourself. Clear, steady eyes watched your movements patiently, filing away information on habits that you probably weren't even aware of.

Most of all, his stillness was what brought this aspect of him to attention. As sedentary as a statue, he reminded you of a cat. Lean muscle poised, ready to spring, all the while making as little sound and movement as possible to continue watching for the right moment. You covered the phone's mouthpiece and frowned at him.

“Could you please not do that?”

He rolled his eyes. “Do what?”

“Look at me like you want to eat me?”

“Oh, but I–”

“Willow, hi!”

Spike threw his arms in the air exasperatedly but took a minute step back to give you more room, regardless.

“Ah, that makes sense. Well, no, actually, I have it on good authority that he's fine. He's right here. H–hang on, let me put you on speaker.” You waved Spike closer, and the pair of you huddled around the tinny audio of the speakerphone.

“Hi, Spike!”

“What's this about me being fine?”

“Well, we were on the way there when there were these vamps, so obviously, we had to slay them, but they said something about knowing a ‘Slayer Killer’, and we thought, well, you aren't special. We know one, too.”

Spike raised his eyebrow and mouthed 'hot date' to you, amusement plain on his face.

“Uh-huh. Sorry, Willow, what does this have to do with Spike being ok?” You interjected.

“Oh, well, we thought maybe we were all thinking about the same guy. So we swung by the crypt with one of the guys’ necklace amulet charm thingies to see if Spike could identify it, but he was nowhere to be seen. But if he's with you, as soon as Buffy clears out the rest of these cemetery vampires, we'll head right there.”

“I see–”

“Hey, Spike, you could join us for dinner if you'd like.”

“No thanks, not like I can enjoy the hors d'oeuvres. Though someone here certainly looks good enough to eat.” His gaze roamed over you as he spoke.

“Gross, Spike.” Buffy's voice came suddenly.

“I meant myself.”

“Yeah, yeah, as long as you two aren't flirting when we get there.” You could hear the teasing smile in her voice.

“We do not flirt.” The pair of you simultaneously protested; you heard the phone passing between the two girls this time, and soon after followed Willow’s

“If you say so. Listen we're maybe fifteen minutes away, ten if we rush.”

“No hurry," you placated. "It's not like we made reservations. Plus, I have Billy Idol to keep me company.”

“I'll have you know he stole my look.”

“Sure. Anyway, we'll see you guys when you get here, k?”

“Alright. See you soon!” Willow replied cheerfully before hanging up.

Silence fell once again as you pushed your phone back into its resting place. Spike's calculating gaze was back on you and you fought back the urge to shiver.

“You cold?”

“No, I'm wearing my coat.” You paused. Obviously, he could see you were wearing your coat. “Why do you ask?”

“Saw you trembling. Had to make sure it was me having that effect and not the weather.”

You rolled your eyes and turned to face him.

“Y'know what Spike? Even if that were the case, it's not for the reason you think.”

“Is that so? Enlighten me.”

“It's not very nice.”

“I'm not very nice.”

Under your breath, you grumbled, “Yeah, that's what you think.” Then, more loudly, you said, “Sometimes, when I catch you already looking at me, it's like at least centuries worth of alarm bells go off in the back of my mind.”

He tilted his head questioningly, but remained silent, prompting you to continue.

“I dunno if you felt this with… with whoever turned you before they did or whatever. But it's… it's like my brain suddenly remembers that to you, I'm prey. It's unnerving.” You shrugged, glancing back at your shoe before looking up at him, surprised to see the understanding on his face.

“Well, I can assure you, I may be evil. But killing you would be no fun.”

“Then why do you watch me like that?”

Spike laughed, “It’s not my fault somewhere your hunted and wanted wires got crossed. Blame your slaying on that one.”

You opened your mouth to ask him precisely what the hell he meant by that when the sound of Buffy’s ancient Jeep came from just around the corner.

You point at Spike, hesitating for a moment before pushing the finger against his chest and sternly warning him.

“We’re not done talking about this.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, love.” He responded easily.

The car stopped a little ways from you, Willow hopping out to greet you.

From the window, Buffy noticed Spike’s lack of absence. “Oh, hey, Spike.”

“Slayer.”

“Did you expect him to just leave me here?” You asked with a rueful smile.

“Kinda.” Willow answered.

Your expression burgeoned on confused as you looked back at the vamp from over your shoulder, to which he gave you a half-assed shrug with a small smile on his face.

“Shouldn’t leave someone alone in the dark like that; there could be all sorts of unseemly things waiting in the shadows.” He paused, giving Buffy enough time to react, well aware that he was one of said unseemly things, and then added, “It wouldn’t be gentlemanly.”

“I suppose you would know what being a gentleman is like, wouldn’t you, Spike?” you quipped.

“Is that a jab at my age? That’s unbecoming.”

“Moreso, how would you be so good at being evil if you weren’t intimately aware of what good is, right?” You looked at him knowingly, his eyes glittered with mirth but you knew he was definitely considering the ramifications of what he had just said. That despite being a demon, a predator, evil didn’t come as naturally to him. Reducing his vampirism to an impulse control problem; which, to be fair, wasn’t far off.

“Oh my god, get a room, you two.”

“Buffy!” You whipped around to face her.

“What? You guys are totally flirting right now, right Will?”

“Yep, most definitely.” The redhead nodded from where she had regained her seat in the back.

“I don’t even… know what to say to that. I…?” You frowned and then shook your head as though to dispel the thought, climbing into the seat beside Willow. “Spike, do you need my keys or something?”

“And lose the fun of crawling in the window?”

“So you did come over for a reason.”

“You’ve got cable.”

You rolled your eyes and dangled the keys out of the car. “See you, Spike.”

The vampire hummed, standing and watching as Buffy’s jeep pulled away.

“You guys aren’t very good at keeping secrets.” You grumbled.

“I don’t like the guy,” Buffy started, “but I’d be blind to think he didn’t at least want you a teensy bit more than just as a snack.”

“Gee, thanks, Buff.”

She smiled at you through the rearview mirror.

“Yeah, and he has this compactness,” Willow smiled, recalling the Xander comment that had all given you pause.

You sighed and looked out the window. “Let’s not talk about vampires anymore tonight. Be normal for once. Pay too much for drinks, dance… Pick someone up, maybe.”

“Deal.” Was Buffy’s relieved response as Willow nodded agreeably beside you.

[cuz-reasons]

This is what I've been making for almost a week. My dog, Eelektross. He's roughly life sized, meaning like 7ft long. I still gotta make the arms and fins, but i wanted to post progress pics now since I got the main body done. My bed is a double for sense of scale.

[yooniesim]

Hi uh, I hope it's okay to ask, but which creator are you referring to? Because the whole cp thing is kind of a huge accusation and I'm definitely not comfortable with supporting someone who's into that kind of stuff

tianshii88/rentbunny/zhuhaitang/yin-shimo

to be clear it's not csam (real children) it's fictional (drawn & in sims), but they're extremely creepy as a person & remind me of abusers in my past that exposed me to that same fictional material as a child. it's common for those that do have bad intentions to use it to blur the lines/make minors feel like it's normal/okay so that they're easier to groom & abuse. this isn't something that everyone that consumes this content does, obviously, but the amount of times they specifically have had questionable boundaries raises red flags for me. (Having a minor character in a fetish pose in a preview on a blog they specifically allowed minors to follow for cc, defending that by saying the original mangaka posed the character that way first so it was his fault not theirs, having a discord server with a dead dove channel that minors could access & saying it was ok bc they had to use a react role to get in, calling survivors that were uncomfortable with this crybabies, puritans & dumbasses, etc)

I never could finish the full post i was making about them bc it was frankly pretty triggering to me & I was dealing with my father's passing at the time, but I still have the screenshots despite them changing their name multiple times, wiping their blog of everything & changing their pinned to be 18+ only. There's also other people that have called them out for certain things (like the pose incident) before in the past. I'm not saying they're a predator or child abuser, since I know they'll jump to that immediately- but I am saying they're creepy and their history of a lack of solid boundaries between minors & the adult content they consume is irresponsible and unacceptable. I certainly wouldn't feel comfortable having them in the same spaces as minors in this community. I personally blocked them a long time ago when they were rentbunny bc I saw they (as a non-black person) liked posts that were calling me a c*on and telling me to kms, but the full extent of all the rest that was brought to my attention was staggering tbh.

When I figured out they were in my server at the time (members came to me with the proof & said they were uncomfortable/triggered), I banned them silently. They responded by publicly harassing me for weeks and claiming that I had bullied them. They openly admitted they had only been in my server with the aim of baiting people into talking about them, and then posted screenshots of... people saying their cc was too high poly, had too many swatches for their liking, and someone editing the buns off one of their hairs for personal use. And they listed off usernames of people that had never mentioned them/were not active, purely with the goal to get others to attack them. They also mocked me for being in mourning for my father that had just passed, and after I had blocked them continued to make passive aggressive references to my grief. And this isn't even counting all the cc issues, taking money for commissions & ghosting the commissioners for months, and miscellaneous bigotry & bad behavior they've been involved in. This is all now deleted & they changed their username to yin-shimo directly after acting a complete fool towards me. But none of my posts are deleted, and I didn't forget. A lot of other people haven't either. So overall, I think they have bigger issues in their own house to focus on before worrying about someone else's cc dress.

[tar0star]

spring time!! (hypothetically)

[ari-the-meow]

@saltosu baked me some cookies hnghhshekemne i love you so much hnngahah

silly lil jon, martin, and michael cookiessss

SALTY I LOVE YOU SO MUHC POOKIE EJEGKAKSHSJEMENRND

[indigovortex]

@sticky-elie heeey sorry this got finished a bit late but i'm your secret santa this year! i chose your 3rd prompt as my laptop was having issues and i wanted to at least have something to gift to you

anyway i hope you love it ^^

[saeiken]

renga for ace week!! (ignore how late i am lol)

[hani-yo]

hm, maybe sugar wasn't the best idead for him to eat....