#im not sorry tho lmao

[ca-3]

RIP CHAIR-KUN 💔

(I got my persona mini figures the other day but Joker's chair was the only one that broke ..)

[crowntism]

i can't focus on my berserker fleece purgatory runs i needed to draw this

[21st-century-ninja]

*crashes through wall* I heard Nya

so!!!  you belong to me, my snow white queen, there's nowhere to run by @knowledgequeenabc is like my go to nya fic i was just rereading this one the other day and freaking out over it again XD it’s a post-s6 fic and it’s just so good I can’t recommend it enough

this grueling cycle by @manjirian @the-inky-isles @woodswolf is a nya and kai pre-pilots fic; granted it’s kind of focused on both of them but Nya is solidly a POV character and it gives her more agency than most Kai-and-Nya pre-pilot stuff that I’ve stumbled over tends to do!!  

idk anyone who hasn’t run into @lloydskywalkers stuff but jic here’s deja vu by her, a mid-s10 ficlet of a convo between Nya and Lloyd that digs a bit into her psyche!

I Am Nya by @justgotluigid (?) is an older ficlet that takes place post-s7 and gets into Nya’s head regarding her decision to go from Samurai to water ninja!! v sweet sibling interactions in this one too and ofc Nya POV :D

Tied Down to This Earth by @legonerd is a perfect drabble that’s not quite Nya focused but it’s close enough I’ve got to mention it here while I can! post-ns15 and Nyad POV

to see; to be seen by @m-aster-of-spinjitzu​ (when will aster return from the war) is a Nya & Pixal-centric fic but once again has a really great Nya voice and focus!  takes place when the ninja are gone but before they realize they’re still alive and deals with the girls + Misako dealing with the aftermath

and then of my stuff I think you’ve read selkie before but here she is again lmao, ready, aim, fire, and also cramming ceiling hung with vines in here bc, while it is background group-focus, the fic and the second chap in particular are Nya-focused and some of my favorite that I’ve written for her :D

Also unrelated to anything at all BUT does anyone have some good Nya fic recs??? Preferably ones that are not necessarily of a romantic nature?? And...not necessarily RGB siblings either but I'll take it; I'm just kinda looking for stuff more focused on her as an individual—

[fidogo]

john price x reader, but accidentally running into the 141 after only going on a few dates with Price wc: 0.9K warnings: mentions of sex, age gap, daddy kink, dacryphilia, use of sweetheart + angel a/n: I make such a stupid joke in this about Ghost and Soap LMAO forgive me part 2

The pub was warm, a sweet haven from the chill outside. It was already decked out with cheap garlands and holiday lights, all hung with care. Your friends tear off to the bar to order a few drinks, leaving you to find a booth. 

You slink through the chairs and the tables, making a beeline to the one available booth. You’re about to get nice and cozy when you stop in your tracks. 

He’s here.

You didn’t know John terribly well. The two of you had only gone on a few very successful dates, but you were not close enough to know who he was sitting with.

What you did know was this:

1. John was older than you.

2. He was an absolute gentleman whenever he took you out.

3. He really liked when you called him daddy and liked fucking you until you were in tears (and after...especially after). 

Back to the three men at the table with him. Given their demeanor, it was safe to assume they were also military. One of them was maybe Gaz/Kyle...bu that was it.

Your feet move automatically. (Somewhere, in the back of your mind, you wonder if you should stop walking and go back to the booth you found. Maybe it’s too early to meet his friends.)

The men’s boisterous voices quiet as you approach, and the one with a mohawk elbows one who's masked. You ignore them, focusing on John, whose face softens a smidge (and his eyes light up).

“Hi, John.” You’re a little more nervous than you thought you would be. (He had you creaming on his cock and whining like you were in heat the other night. This should be nothing!)

“Hi, Sweetheart,” he answers, standing to kiss your cheek. “What’re you doing here?” His eyes are warm and earnest, immediately putting your anxieties to rest.

“Just getting a drink with my friends before the new year. Things are about to pick up, so we’re trying to just get a drink one last time.” John looks at you so fondly, it warms your heart. Fuck the alcohol, fuck the fire or radiator or whatever’s in here, all you need is John Price to look at you like this to make you warm and toasty. 

“Would you all want to sit with us?” He asks, knocking on the table. You glance at the table full table, trying not to laugh at his friend's expressions (shock and disbelief coupled with some respect for Price). 

Remembering his manners, John introduces you to his men and places one large, strong, hand on the small of your back.  You lean into him slightly, trying to not seem too pleased to be here with him. 

“This is Gaz, Soap, and Ghost,” John introduces. You freeze, confused for a second. You thought..... Oh. Oh.

“Oh.” You say aloud. Stupidly. John quirks a brow at you, prompting you to ramble on.

“I’m sorry. To be candid, I thought Soap and Ghost were your dogs..." you say trailing off at the end.

To be fair, he had only ever been to your place. You stare at Soap and Ghost. Based on the small amount of information you knew, you had just assumed...

John lets out a deep laugh and pulls you closer into his side. 

“What?” Soap yells. He’s no longer checking you out appreciatively and just looks at you in disbelief. “How could you think that, lassie?” 

“Well, John seems like a man who lives alone with two big dogs that have manly names.” You explain, sinking more into John’s side, trying to embed yourself into this warmth.

His thumb lightly strokes your back, sending shivers up your spine. He's so big and strong and... Your brain turns to mush for a second.

“Well, what about Gaz?” Soap gestures to said man, trying desperately to make any ground in this. Your push away your vaguely horny thoughts. You have to lock back in for Kyle's sake. You smile at Gaz and politely extend your hand. 

“No, I knew Kyle was a man. A pleasure to meet you.” Gaz shakes your hand and beams while Soap slumps over, and Ghost looks like he’s rethinking how he got here.

“Need to work on your manners. That way when Captain talks about you, people don’t think you're dogs,” Gaz says drawing out and emphasizing dogs with a cheeky smile. Soap just grumbles. 

“Anyway,” you start to say, turning your attention back to John. “My friends and I are about to take that booth back there, but thank you for the offer. But call me. Or text.” He nods and leans in to press a quick, chaste to your lips. 

“Have a good night, Sweetheart.” You nod before going to finally claim your booth. 

You hear Soap ask why John ‘calls Kyle by his name but not me or Simon’, making you smile. They seem nice.

And then you hear what you assume to be Ghost, say, “Not bad, Captain. Not bad at all.”

You preen at that, chipper mood carrying you through the night, even as your friends bombard you with questions once they’re all seated.

You wave shyly at John and his friends when they eventually file out into the cold. John sends you a wink that has you sinking into the booth. You’re so fucked. 

About 15 minutes later, your phone buzzes.

Can’t stop thinking about you, angel

Apparently, he’s fucked too.

part 2

[paarthursass]

genuinely love how the whole gang is like "fuck this guy"

[sketchy-tour]

I need him to bury me in affection right now

[twstem]

[hinamie]

binding vow

[mkaylater]

Thumbs up emoji with tears in my eyes.

I saw @pillowspace 's Love Bullet AU the other day and thought about this scene. It has been rotating in my brain like a rotisserie chicken.

Refrence bellow

Loop - Koharu

Isabeau - Tamaki

Siffrin - Sakura

[theboyskisser]

Y'know he had to do it to em

[the-other-soup]

lucifer angst week, day 4: sacrifice/immortality

episode 8 alternative ending

[nagoriyukidding]

Silent Hill 2 probably (I still haven't finished it yet)

Also the REAL reason as to why the nurse & pyramid head are hot

[vilintciay]

" Ohh mmfp- FUCK..! Waka- TOSHI!.. Ahgg- God-."

Your eyes rolled back to the back of your skull, drool seeping out from the corner of your mouth. Above you was Ushijima Wakatoshi, ruthlessly pounding into you from behind, keeping both your arms pinned behind your back with a grip of a single hand as he pressed you further and further into the mattress from how hard he was fucking you stupid.

Your head laid turned to the side, cheek pressed up on cushion below as you gazed up at him with your ass in the air, stood and displayed all for him to bury his thick cock balls deep inside your tight, sloppy wet cunt.

"Ahhg- mnpff- mm- yeah! Ohh fuuckk! Yes, yes, right there!"

You mewled and cried out with pleasure, moaning and whining under him while his expression stood the same. A stoic and blank face with dark and lust filled eyes taking up each bounce and jiggle of your tits, ass, and thighs whenever he'd pull out his thick cock out of your tight cunt, plunging back in hard and rough. Grunting only occasionally.

You were out of it. So fucking out of it that you didn't even notice the sound of your apartment's door opening, light shuffling coming from the living room as someone called out a greeting. But it didn't reach you. Too fucked up and cock drunk that you could only focus on the way his hand would lift in the air to land a harsh and almost skin-tearing smack on your ass, squealing with delight as pain mixed with pleasure, stomach twisting tighter and tighter.

Your orgasm was building up fast, so fast you could barely catch up with your own breathing, slowly coming undone beneath him as you writhe, screaming out his name so loud you weren't surprised if you'd get at least 10 noise complaints from your neighbors. Oh wait.. that's right. This wasn't your house.

With a full body shudder, you felt the knot in your stomach completely burst, squeezing down hard on his pulsing cock as you squirted all over him and the bed below before slumping over and panting. What was I thinking of again?

Oh right, this wasn't my house. This... Wasn't my house?

... Oh. Right. It was his house. But only I didn't live here anymore.

It was only then you'd snap out of your daze, the door to the bedroom opening, your head snapping to look over at the door way. There stood a familiar woman, looking dumbfounded.

"Babe..?"

You were now his ex-girlfriend after all.

[spoopderman]

Some doodles of bartender Logan inspired by @cuntylogan's FANTASTIC fic Don't Want To Be A Fool For You. I CANNOT recommend this fic enough y'all, I may or may not have already read the chapters posted twice 👀👀👀

[temeyes]

OKAY NOW U NEED TO DRAW THE WHOLE 141 IN F1 CARS WHICH TEAM DO THINK THEYD BE IN😆😆😆

ferrari ftw cuz THAT'S THE ONLY TEAM I KNOW, ANON!!!!

[head---ache]

poly sapphics moment because they never leave my brain<3

also here is the lineart in color and black bc i think coloring pages are fun

fell free to use it if ud like!!! (with credit if u post it of course)