#idk it popped in my head

[cjlouwho]

A Perfect Day

"What's the plan for today?" Tommy asked, his hand lightly scratching up and down Buck's back. They were curled up together in bed, not an inch of space (or clothing) between them.

"Uh, more of what we just did?" Buck replied with a grin.

Tommy laughed. "Can you recreate perfection?"

"Sure would be fun to try."

"As much as I'd love to spend the entire day in bed, it is our only day off together this week, so I think we should make the most of it."

"By?"

"We could go to the zoo, and out to lunch, maybe fit in a hike, and then I'll make us dinner. Afterward, we can put on a movie you'll never sit through and we can make out on the couch."

"And then we can recreate what just happened ten minutes ago?"

"Of course."

"Well," Buck took a deep breath, "that sounds like a perfect day."

"I agree."

"Too bad it's not real," Buck said, pressing a kiss to Tommy's pec.

"What's not real?"

"All of it."

Tommy moved back ever so slightly, just enough for Buck to lift his head so they could look at one another. “What do you mean?” he asked, eyebrows furrowed.

“This,” Buck motioned around the room, “it’s not real.”

"Evan, you're-"

“I’m not even with you right now,” he continued, his voice steady, as if this was a perfectly normal conversation.

Tommy’s heart was pounding. In his ear, he could hear a steady beep, beep. “Then… who is with me?” he asked.

“No one,” Buck answered simply. “No one even knows you’re in the hospital, and you don’t have an emergency contact listed anymore. You’re on your own, Bud.”

"Evan, I... I'm confused. I'm in the hospital?"

"Car crash, just outside of LA. I don't know what you were doing, or where you were going. That's for you to remember, I guess."

Tommy squeezed his eyes shut, thinking as hard as he could. There was that annoying beeping sound again!

"I wasn't going anywhere," he determined. "I was just driving. I didn't have anything else to do. I was missing you."

"I think calling would have been easier, Babe."

"I didn't think I had the right to call."

Buck smiled up at him sadly, then lifted his wrist to look at his watch. "Well, I gotta go. Actually, you gotta go. The, uh, the beeping is really annoying." He moved to get out of bed, but Tommy quickly grabbed ahold of his arm, keeping him in place.

Buck looked at him quizzically. “Don’t you wanna wake up?” he asked, although he allowed himself to be pulled back down to Tommy’s side.

Tommy paused, then shook his head. “If I wake up, I lose you?”

“You lost me already, Tommy. Your choice.”

“But if I wake up from- from here, I lose you again?”

“Yeah,” he shrugged. “Unless we fix it.”

Tommy tightly wrapped Buck up in his arms, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “I think I’ll stay here a while longer.”

[gongedtornado]

yknow that video of a fox moving back and forth really quickly or somethin.

joey quickbeans

edit: can’t find the video im talking abt and i dont remember 100% if it was a fox but this video explains what i mean

very late edit: found it

[a-little-bit-of-ravioli]

so how about that theory that Odysseus' red eyes in Six Hundred Strike mean Ares is helping him out on behalf of Athena, huh?

[spookberry]

"danny's ghost side struggles to leave amity park (his haunt) behind when the class goes on a field trip "

Happy Holiday Truce @sillysugargliders !!! I was your assigned gifter. I kept it kinda short, but I still hope you like it 😊

[moraent-keys]

*throws this spicynoodles animatic at you* 🔥🍜

[straycalamities]

this was supposed to be just a doodle erm

[bet-on-me-13]

You know how the sky changes color when Danny transforms?

So! This is just something that came to me literally 5 seconds ago.

When Danny Transforms, the Sky and color pallet of the world around him changes as well right? The Sky turns Green, and the buildings turn Purple and the such, and I like to think that the everyone feels a sense of Death when it happens.

Now imagine this scene.

Danny had moved to Gotham, and he was making sure to stay under the Radar. He didn't want to reveal that he was a Ghost, since the GIW was still semi active.

But right now, he was about to he attacked by Joker, so he really didn't have a choice.

He transformed.

The sky turned green, the buildings turned purple, and everyone in the vicinity felt a sense of pure Death in the area.

Off to the side, one of the Bats saw that, and mumbled to themselves, "Oh my God, he has a Domain Expansion."

[salamispots]

[engagedtobefree]

The more I think about it, the more romantic it is that Creature got Lisa Michael's dick. I imagine his thoughts as, "If that's the dick she wants, that's the dick she's gonna get" and then he went and got it for her. It's almost equivalent to coming home with a bouquet of flowers, just longer-lasting and more useful

[willowser]

"i ain't takin' a fuckin' bath."

katsuki's half-undressed, standing in the kitchen with the fridge doors wide open; shirtless, shoulders broad and muscles round and taut, cool air raising goosebumps across his exposed skin. his un-buttoned tac pants are dangerously low on his hips, so low that you wonder—while staring at the dimples of his back—if he's doing it on purpose.

the dewy sheen of sweat he'd come home with has gone matte, leaving him in a thin, sticky, grimy layer that is grimace-inducing to feel. like most nights, dirt and soot and even blood—grown dark and less worrisome with time—color him haphazardly, strewn across his body; a mosaic of dynamight, made by his own hands.

"but you stink," you fail to suppress a smile when he snaps his head around, to fix you with an ugly look that you return. he manages to hide his own amusement in the bulge of his bicep. "i'm serious! a bath will help you relax!"

turning back to the open fridge, he grumbles, "i am relaxed," in a tone that doesn't sound relaxed. at all.

"come on," you urge, shuffling up to him, wrapping your arms around his waist despite all his dried grease and muck. "you go first and i'll be there in a minute."

that catches his attention enough that he finally closes the doors, facing you as he runs a lazy hand over his stomach. to his credit, he does look a bit more relaxed than he had when he'd come through the door—but the set of his jaw is still too stern, brow only ever furrowed, a little more argumentative than usual, even if it's harmless.

katsuki seems to consider your unspoken proposition, before finally surrendering with a roll of his eyes. "fine, but i'm takin' a shower like a grown ass man."

"no!" you groan, latching onto his arm when he moves to step around you. you try to dig your heels into the ground, but you're in the kitchen in socks, and katsuki only yanks you after him with a wicked grin. "bath! a bath will help you relax, i mean it! i've got lavender oils!"

"i ain't using' your frilly shit!"

he finally slips from you when you sputter out a laugh, tugging free from your grip before throwing you a look that is hot in more ways than one. innocent as you aimed to be, something tightens in your stomach; awakened at the sight of him.

you warn, "i'm only coming if you're in the bath!" and his loud, exaggerated groan echoes nearly throughout your entire house, swallowing up your chirpy laugh.

—but, much to your surprise, he listens.

you let him soak for a good five minutes before following after, and when you find him, he's got his head leaned back over the edge, elbows resting on either side of the tub, legs bent and knees sticking up out of the water. handsome as ever, you think, a little dreamy, before the marble of him shifts at your arrival.

he only opens one eye, and you can see already the tension has drained from his face; half-asleep, a little bloodshot and breathing too even to convince you otherwise.

"well, well, well," you murmur, lowering to the floor on your knees after his eye slips shut again. "look at you, princess."

katsuki makes a haughty noise of irritation, but doesn't bite back: a dead giveaway of his exhaustion. instead his hand finds the material of your shirt, tugging on it lightly before he slurs out, "get y'r ass in the tub."

you'd bite his fingers if they weren't still disgusting, but you place a teeny kiss on the cleanest spot you can see on his wrist. "i don't need a bath, but thanks."

"hah?" he grunts, eye shooting open again as he frowns at you. when you only smile coyly at him, he raises his head and glares at you properly. "y'dirty liar, you said—"

"i said i'd be right behind you," you grin. "not that i'd be getting in."

the water sloshes up against the sides as he straightens his posture, baring his teeth at you as he prepares, you think, to lunge out and haul you in with him despite a screaming protest—but you reach forward just before he can, dipping a hand down into the warmth right between his thighs.

katsuki jumps, seriously, leg kicking out so hard that his heel slams into the edge of the tub, when you gently hold him where he's soft. "jesus!" he all but yelps, eyes going a little wide as he realizes what you've done. what you've made of him.

he's still—marble-still—air sucking in sharply between his parted, frozen lips as you touch him, and heat pools so obviously, so suddenly, in his cheeks, sweet enough that you want to bite into the apples of them. in your hand he swells thick, quickly, a little slippery from the soap he's already added to the water.

all his tension returns, as a different strain; katsuki swallows, hard, as his eyes dart back and forth between your own and where your hand disappears into the water; when you gently rub your thumb back and forth across the tip of him, his back straightens, even moreso, and, you don't think he knows it, but his legs part even further.

an invitation if you'd ever seen one.

he finally comes back to life when you lean in close enough to nudge your nose to his, just to see him blink.

he's so cute, you want to eat him alive.

"the f-fuck are y'doin'?" he whispers, eyes dropping back down as you stroke him lightly, just enough to coil him tighter. at the end of the tub, water sloshes quietly from the movement, and katsuki's ears burn.

you've caught him entirely off guard, and if it wasn't clear before, it becomes crystalline when you kiss him, deeply. he's lazy to reciprocate, breathing softly, open-mouthed, as you press a soft kiss to his top lip and then to his bottom, whispering his name back to him just to hear his sharp inhale.

you time a clever stroke of your wrist with the firm press of your mouth to his, insistent and fast, urging the wildness of him to catch up, to come out. it hits him all at once—your desire, his own, the heat of it all—and his hand shoots out of the water to grip the back of your neck, a deep groan slipping from his chest as his cock kicks in your hand.

you try more than once to pull back from him with a sneaky little laugh, but his fingers tangle in your hair and he kisses your teeth and you think, maybe, you're not teasing him enough. his knees knock lightly against the ceramic as he tries to spread them, even further, and his hips shift up with every slick pump of your fist, urgent and eager.

he speaks, furiously, against your lips, when you snatch your hand away, instead teasing your fingers along the inside of his thigh. "get—in th'fuckin' tub." his shoulders tremble, ever so slightly. "i ain't askin' again."

you laugh against him and his nostrils flare. "you didn't ask at all!"

"so quit your bullshit already."

you lick his bottom lip, nipping at the fat of it gently before weaving your own hand into his damp hair. "no," you tease, like a brat, but when you tug enough at the strands, he gets the hint and allows you to pull away. "i'm trying to help you relax, you know?"

katsuki doesn't respond at first, only huffing out a frustrated sound when you wrap your hand around his length again. his face is steaming, despite how firm he's trying to be; your own desire strikes hot when his head tips back just slightly, jaw straining as he grits his teeth.

"no," he finally grunts, eyes dark and pinned to you. "'s'the last thing i feel, is-is relaxed."

"hmm," you make a point to frown and look away, like you're thinking, but katsuki's impatience wins out and he drags you back in for a shuddering kiss. he's fervent, now, nipping at your lip and brushing his tongue against your own eagerly, trying to muffle a painful sound against your cheek. "that's too bad," you tell him—but you don't think he hears you, really, over his low curse and the returning slosh of water against the tub.

but when you ask him again, only a handful of minutes later—his boneless answer is precisely what you were looking for.

[bluewolfangel01]

Levi: "I don't understand why you like someone as pathetic as me, I'm not that good at anything other then being a nasty useless otaku, (insert more self degrading here)."

Mc: *blank faced, moving sneakily close to Levi and picks him up bridal style*

Mc: "Snake <3."

Levi: *Stunned silent, he doesn't move for a few moments, then his tail curls around Mc's leg, and leans into their touch.*

Levi: "Y-yeah...."

[tojistip]

thinkin about tojii <3 he’ll jerk off in front of you and not let you touch him just because he knows how frustrating it is and he just mocks you when you whine. he forces you to keep your hands behind your back while his big hand is wrapped around his thick cock, stroking it and you can’t do anything but whimper and watch. “you wanna taste it?” he coos at you and he’s just giving you false hope- he’s not gonna let you. he gets off on your tears of frustration, tip nearly pressed against your lips, but still, it’s not enough cause he isn’t giving you what you want. his other hand is burying itself in your hair and pushing your head away slightly- making sure you don’t get too close. he won’t even give you the satisfaction of cumming in your mouth, either. he cums all over your face and he’s soo mean :( laughing when you pout at him.

@teddybeartoji

[whatever-i-dontknow]

Imagine you're Stan's supportive partner during his mullet era when he's on the run and you're with him everywhere he goes. Whenever you two would find yourselves in a new town or something you would find an honest job to try and support you and your boyfriend but it never lasts long because Stan would bust into your work place and yell something like "SWEETIE IT'S THE COPS!! WE GOTTA GO!!" And then just throw you over his shoulder and run like hell outside to the car and proceed to drive off with you having been tossed into the passenger seat and ignore any and all speed limits. Next thing you know, you're in another state.

[edibleprettyboys]

Hannibal: *Sees Will eating something and gets closer. He notices a fast food bag*

Hannibal: Will, what do you have?

Will: *Starts eating faster like a dog caught with something they shouldn't be eating*

Hannibal: *running over to Will* WILL! Drop it! Drop it!

Will: *Runs while still eating*

[theraedar]

crashin mostro lounge 🥁🎸🎤💥

[duusheen]

Where do you go If I don't love you anymore? 🎶