#ill fail.

[eydilily]

(look at what i have to offer) — this is the spider's nest.

[fernsnailz]

some good future metal/neo pages i did while waiting at the mechanic yesterday

[friedri-ce]

FORBIDDEN LITERATURE || comic

[starry-bi-sky]

on a completely separate note; shizun luo binghe with a disciple shen yuan who fell into the abyss??? *thinks about LBH canonically stealing SQQ's corpse for 5 years* he'd hallucinate i think. like, like visual and audial hallucinations.

Keeps thinking he's seeing SQQ in the corner of his eyes, or wandering between the trees, amongst a group of disciples. Thinks he hears him calling for him, but its just the wind or another disciple.

Gets Xiu Ya reforged but patently fucking refuses to make a sword mound. Because his disciple Is Not Dead :))) There was No Body. He's Not Dead. And If You keep Insisting That He Is, He's Gonna Skewer You :). He's holding onto Xiu Ya so he can return his most favored disciple's sword when he returns. It's on his hip right next to Zheng Yang where it's supposed to be.

Also this motherfucker?? does not sleep btw. He has the image of SQQ, wide eyed and hysterical and standing at the mouth of the abyss burned into his fucking eyelids. Can't use the dreamscape to escape it either because he keeps trying to save him and either he does and it's an incredibly cruel trick to wake up to, or he doesn't and he gets his heart broken in several different pieces again.

There is no convincing this man that Shen Qingqiu is dead. Absolutely nothing at all. He is buried so deep in denial that moles would be jealous of how deep he is. He keeps making tea for two in the bamboo house only to remember that it's just him. SQQ's fans are hiding everywhere, little reminders of his presence. He goes to wake up SQQ on the mornings he sleeps in-- only to find the room empty.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

throws these at you

[wasyago]

egg 🥚

-> -> speedpaint <- <-

[hinamie]

god, i wish i knew you back when i was a kid / but when you stare into me now, it feels like i did

[mequetrefis]

and they were crewmates 😳

[justarandomart]

that scene! T-T

[catscidr]

˖ ࣪⊹ ౨ৎ 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐫'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 '𝟐𝟒 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 //

i. note — heyy krusty krew! it's almost time.... i'll be posting weekly drabbles next month featuring men from genshin impact, honkai star rail and jujutsu kaisen for kinktober! i (unfortunately) don't have enough time to post a drabble every day of october nor am i able to write for every character i was suggested but i can promise u it doesn't mean i won't ever write a foul legacy x reader monsterfucking fic. it'll just have to wait until after october (sry childe enjoyers ( ꒦ິ ཀ ꒦ິ ) ) ii. cw — (mostly) dom!characters x afab!reader, dubcon at times. minors do not interact; i will be both mad And disappointed.

𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟏:  𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 ...with doctor!kenjaku/suguru // zhongli. ft. slight mean dom!kenny, condescension, abuse of power. // soft dom!zhongli, praise, overstimulation. 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟖: 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱 ...with pantalone // gallagher. ft. slight mean dom!pants, dirty talk, desperation. // some Plot with the Porn, mutual orgasm, dirty talk. ...𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐛𝐚! 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟏𝟓: 𝐡𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝/𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 ...with boss form!aventurine // jiaoqiu (ft. bunny!reader). ft. switch!aven + reader, manhandling, praise. // soft to slightly mean dom!jiaoqiu, overstimulation, scenting. ...𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐛𝐚! 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟐𝟐: 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 ...with il dottore // sampo. ft. slight mean dom!dottore, forced orgasm, dirty talk. // fwb!sampo, pleasure soft dom!sampo, desperation. ...𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐛𝐚! 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟐𝟗: 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫/𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐲 ...with choso // wriothesley. ft. feral!choso, blood kink, premature ejaculation. // scent kink, fingering, size difference. ...𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐛𝐚! ...𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬: ?? ...with ?? // ??. ft. soft dom! ??, condescension + praise, fingering. // heian era! ??, degradation, size difference. ...𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐛𝐚!

... and last but not least, feel free to ask to be tagged! ♡ (ㅅ´ ˘ `)

©𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐈.

[windser]

they were the shoulders you placed your cheek on. they were the shoulders you soothingly rubbed when he was tense. they were the shoulders you cried on. they were the shoulders that stood tall when he was frustrated and plotting; they were the shoulders that slumped when he was tired. they were the shoulders that were higher up than yours in height. they were the shoulders that you watched move in the low light of the bedroom before his arms came up behind his head and he stretched after a hot shower, a loud yawn ripping through the calm atmosphere. they were the shoulders that were broad and muscular in their definition, one of your favorite parts of him. 

more than once he caught you admiring them. your hands would linger by his shoulder blades and your eyes would watch them strain against the stretch of his t-shirt. he wouldn’t ignore the fact that he knew what you were up to, maybe tease you a little. you’re the kitten, so who has your tongue? but sometimes he simply pulled you into the circle of his arms and tucked one of his hands at the center of your back before pressing his head down to kiss your temple. 

they were less emphasized in his behind the cut of his jacket thrown over them, but underneath compression tanks, they were huge. they seemed to broaden twice as much, those muscles free from the fabric.

 he always stood tall next to you, occasionally moving in behind you if there was someone was following the two of you or it was chilly outside. the expanse of his back and shoulders were enough alone to shield you from the elements of the world that you were no longer in tune with. it all just seemed to be sylus, and sylus’ shoulders, and the way his shoulders looked when he picked up something heavy and sent you a curled smirk, walking past with a playful nod in acknowledgment. 

but all in all,  you couldn’t love his shoulders without his back; his back without his arms; his arms without his hands; his hands without his fingers; his fingers without his grin; his grin without his eyes; his eyes without his hair; his hair without his voice; his voice without his heart; his heart without his love. 

“you’re staring again,” he told you, twisting slightly on the couch so he could get a better look at you on the other. “why don’t you just come over here?" 

"i’m reading,” you counter, casting your eyes back down to the bold words of the new title page. “you’ll distract me with your - with your stupid, shoulders." 

it was quiet for a moment before sylus was heaving himself upwards and stretching his arms above his head and rolling his neck. he picked up the blanket and pillow that were situated on his sofa before moving and lowering his head to your lap. his shoulders were pressed to your thighs and his face was turned into your stomach. 

he sighed in your comfort. "always staring when you can just ask,” he murmured.

"m'not staring,” you promised, but your fingers did graze over his left shoulder before they tangled in his hair.

[not-rigel]

she's cutest in the world (her life is flashing before her eyes because jinx is setting off BOMBS inside an AIRSHIP)

[dcminions]

COCO JONES on TIKTOK.

[triptychofvoids]

who is your favorite co worker

its not very difficult to guess. i would think its pretty obvious actually! oh, and speaking of....

hes doing fairly well, all things considered! hes preoccupied at the moment though.

[carcasscounty]

Hey I know already about like two people have mentioned this already, but Curly's name could possibly be a reference to Laika, the soviet space dog and first living animal sent into orbit, who ended up tragically dying in space due to Overheating

Her other name was Kudryavka (Кудрявка), roughly meaning "Curly" or, more specifically, "Little Curly"

[blissfali]

hes getting there :(