#it males me want to cry

[scribbyizhere]

when I find whatever God that made it impossible for me to put a tampon in im going to drown you with roach spray

[zylphiacrowley]

A couple extra shots that I never ended up using.

[dilfs4lifexo]

yummy 😋

[ineed-to-sleep]

It honestly baffles me that some people are so casually dismissive of animals' feelings. Istg some ppl only see pets like toys and are barely able to hide it

[sh1-n0bu]

RAW THE NEW THEME LOOKS GREAT

Also this reminded me of you nobu

AYAYAYYAYAYAY THANK U MY TREASURE I HOPE THE FONTS ARE RECOGNIZEABLE THO CUZ SOME ARENT

[dazais-guardian-angel]

With today's entry, I was rather surprised and confused that Johnathan seemed to turn around so quickly from the absolute pit of despair he was in yesterday, having newfound determination and energy when he's seemingly been completely hopeless and inactive for weeks now (and for good reason). Not that I ever thought he'd completely given up, but there's definitely been a slow decline in how descriptive his journal entries have been to reflect his declining mental state (more robotic, less of his actual feelings about things), and today was a sharp contrast; it feels more like the early entries again. I thought, well, his mind is probably just so cracked at this point that he's looped all the way back around to being bold and energetic again, because by now he's desperate enough to throw caution to the wind: he either succeeds doing something extremely reckless to escape, or he fails and meets his end in a far better way than if he just waits for his fate by Dracula's hands.

...But having thought about it and reading other posts, I realized (probably stupidly obvious as it is) that his sudden change in mood probably has to do with what happened to the baby. Despite how scared he's been all this time, yesterday he didn't hesitate for a single second to try to save the baby once he realized from the previous incident what was happening, not thinking about his own life at all. And then he despaired when he couldn't save the child, the first time he's mentioned crying in the book at all, and then he had to witness the mother blaming him for her baby's death, and being killed herself for trying to rescue it. Now, the day after that horrific and heartbreaking failure, he's suddenly more determined than he's been in ages to escape. Maybe that was a turning point for Johnathan, and lit a fire under him... maybe he's clinging to the need to escape not just for himself and the people he loves anymore, but for the vain hope that he can put a stop to Dracula's schemes somehow once he gets out, because he doesn't want to let any more children die :' )

[moeblob]

"Dan Heng was right." - the trailblazer

[aliciamorov]

Rick Sanchez season 7 simping moment.

ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS: HIS VOICE IS ACTUALLY SO FUCKING GOOD! IF YOU THINK OTHERWISE IM NOT LISTENING. I WAS SO SCARED ITS GONNA BE AI OR A VERY BAD VA BUT ITS SO GOOOOOOOD.

Also I didn't even realize that Morty also has a new voice. LIKE HE ALSO SOUNDS JUST LIKE THE ORIGINAL (just like Roiland YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN) LIKE WHAAAAAT.

I'm so excited for the new season omg. I've been waiting forever for this

[thebirdandhersong]

Lol

[that-gay-guy-from-hell]

Despite Your Flaws: Vergil x G/N Reader

SUMMARY: Vergil and you are spending a soft moment together; one where Vergil asks a question that has been on his mind since V defeated Urizen.

BEGINNING NOTES: I wrote this while listening to “Our Happy Ending” from Buddy Simulator 1984 (I'll link it below). I highly suggest reading this while listening to it. The song helps set the tone; plus there are no words so it doesn’t mess with your reading (at least that’s how my brain works lmao) and it's short. Quick reminder: Check my H/Cs for what Vergil is wearing--you can find it through the AO3 link below. 🟪💠⬛🟪💠⬛ Vergil x G/N Reader Fluff Not angst per se, but kinda sad Short and cute; at least I think so anyway

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     The room was quiet except for the faint baroque-style music coming from the record player. In the middle of the room on the queen size mattress were two people; the eldest son of Sparda and you, his beloved muse. The pair were leaning up ever so slightly against the headboard; Vergil had a book in hand while you were studying the former.

     It was the first time in a long time that the both of you took a day off to yourselves; one that was only about relaxing and indulging in each other’s warmth. No training. No paperwork. Nothing. Just the two of you intertwined in one another’s limbs.

     An unintentional quiet delighted hum emanated from you as you mindlessly traced Vergil’s tattoos; something you used to do quite often with V. However, when compared to V, tracing the complete man’s skin was different. 

     He is more muscular than V. Vergil’s skin is much warmer and rougher to the touch; the divots and seemingly random scarring that adorned the pallid skin only added to the sensation. Despite them being the same person, their reactions were almost opposites; V would seemingly melt into your touch, while Vergil tends to flinch and pull away from your soft touches--which you'd never hold against the tormented man, but it was still different. 

     “I do not understand why you do that,” Vergil sighed as he watched your hand travel up his forearm.

     You looked up at him with a raised brow, “Do what?”

     A soft thump came from his book as he shut it, focusing on the conversation, “Trace those.”

     It wasn’t surprising that Vergil disliked his tattoos, not only because of the painful memories that spawned them but because of the man who adorned them before.

     You gently traced down one of the larger lines, “I don’t really have a reason,” your fingers ghosted the back side of his hand and down his knuckles, “Do you want me to stop?”

     Vergil set his cheek against the top of your head and grabbed your hand, “May I ask you something?”

     “Sure.”

     “Do you wish I was-” his brow twitched at his thoughts, “was still him?”

     A small sad frown pulled the corners of your lips down, “What? Who do you mean?”

     “V.”

     You shook your head gently, “No,” your fingers tightened around his, “I like having the entire person; not just half.”

     Vergil stared down at the intertwinement of your hands, “Are you… sure..?”

     “Of course,” you got up and moved to sit on his lap, wanting a better view of your lover, “Why would I want anyone else?”

     “V was much kinder to you,” his eyes avoided yours, “He was more personable… V was raw unfiltered humanity; why wouldn’t you want that?”

     “Because,” you gently pulled one of his hands to your lips and kissed his knuckles, whispering softly, “I prefer a man with flaws rather than one who is perfect; if they are perfect, they cannot improve, cannot change. Flaws are what makes someone human, Vergil.”

     He shook his head ‘no’ and looked at you with a furrowed brow, “That doesn’t make sense; V was precisely all of my humanity, how could he not have been human?”

     You gave him a soft comforting smile, “Just because something is labeled as one thing doesn’t mean that it fits said category; you are a prime example.”

     “How so?”

     Your smile widened, “One could label you as a fickle evil man, while all I see is a man who was hurting, who needed help and couldn’t find any; someone who acted out of pure emotion. A man who needed to be cared and loved for.”

     Silence fell back over the room as Vergil mulled over his thoughts and shook his head. 

     “But why do you care for me? After everything that I am responsible for causing? Why wouldn’t you want someone free of those sins?” Vergil’s face was that of curiosity but his voice had an underlying sadness.

     You gently placed your palm on his cheek, rubbing it with your thumb, “Because you deserve it. Because I fell in love with Vergil; both halves of you.”

     He scoffed and turned away from you and your palm.

     “I mean it,” you took your other hand and used it to turn his gaze back to you, holding both sides of his face in your hands, “Despite everything, you still deserve to be loved, to be cared about; no matter what. You are a sweet and loving man, Vergil. I wouldn’t trade you for V, for Urizen, even for the world itself. You mean more than anything else ever has to me, my dear. I would follow you to the ends of the Earth if that is what you wished. I could die tomorrow and I wouldn’t regret a single moment spent with you; only that I couldn’t spend more of my time with you.”

     Vergil turned his gaze down a bit, blinking slowly, “That is a dangerous mindset; one that could be taken advantage of, you know that? How do you know that I won’t do so?”

     “I trust you,” you smiled warmly and paused for a moment in thought before smiling wider, “ ‘For Mercy has a human heart, Pity a human face, And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress’.”

     The blue devil smiled and turned his gaze back to you, “Have you forgotten that I am half-devil?”

     “Not in the slightest, in fact,” you squirmed closer to him, placing your forehead against his, “I can hear a loud purring from him.”

     Embarrassment spread across Vergil’s face, “You are hearing things.”

     You decided to ignore his comment, “You know, I like hearing you purr, Vergil. It lets me know that you’re happy, at least to some extent, and that’s all I want; for you to be happy.”

     “With you my love,” Vergil placed a gentle sweet kiss on your lips, “I am in pure bliss.”

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ENDING NOTES: I have been working on a smutty Vergil fic and needed a break so I just wanted something short, cute, and soft. Also for more context: Vergil will never admit it but he sees/saw V as the "better" half of him. Urizen was a powerful brute but that's not what Vergil wants to be; sure he wants power but a warrior without knowledge is worthless in a fight. 💠💠💠 Hope y'all enjoyed reading and thanks for the support! It truly means a lot to me after all the other fandoms I've been in; ones where it is so toxic that I never shared my stories or art, so it's nice to have a kind community like the DMC one ;)))

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Link for song: Our Happy Ending: Buddy Simulator 1984

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If you like this please consider checking this on my AO3. There are extra chapters and my H/Cs over there, so please consider checking them out! Comments, Likes/Kudos, and shares are always appreciated! Thanks so much for reading!! :)))

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[a-timely-problem]

not to say that I'm mad that Kaos got cancelled (I only watched it this week) but are they really taking away a show with fantastic actors, an incredible storyline, greek mythology and canon queer characters that get to be just queer? BC Imma cry

[neofelis----nebulosa]

Po and Tigress's relationship is so funny because they're written like a queerbait couple but like. its a male character and a female character. like theres some stuff that is obviously written in a way that can be interpreted as romantic but like the movie never actually backs it up with any further development of a romance between the two. there's always that plausible deniability so they dont actually have to follow up on it.

[kindheartedgummybears]

you wanna know what??

I am

TIRED

of overmasculinized werewolves!!!!

I WANNA SEE A

WEREWOLF

WALKING AROUND IN A CVNTY LITTLE OUTFIT!!! WALKING THE STREETS!!!! DISEMBOWELING CREATURES!!!!

I WANNA SEE WEREWOLVES COVERED IN BLOOD AND GORE WHILE WEARING A SHORT SKIRT AND CROPTOP WITH HELLO KITTY ON IT!!!!

I WANNA SEE A WEREWOLF WALKING AROUND IN COTTAGE AND FAIRY AND PRINCESS CORE OUTFITS!!!!!! WITH A DEAD MANGLED RABBIT IN ITS MOUTH!!!!

AND MAKE THE WEREWOLF

D I S G U S T I N G ! ! !

[bloodymyhands]

not now mom im busy collecting sad lesbian characters like they're pokemon

[crystalflygeo]

You know how everyone simps for at least like 2-3 characters or so?

Like maybe there's their main true love but also hell yeah would get down and dirty 11/10 with this other character.

I've never simped much for characters honestly ever since I was a teen but Zhongli has me on an absolute c h o k e h o l d from the moment genshin came out. I've never been this down horrendous and don't think ever will again lmao

and I was like yeah sure Kaeya is also nice, I'm very tsundere and in denial about Childe but..... fine too. Would bed them, sure, sure <3 //hit But it's not the same feel, NOWHERE near the same intensity as Mr. Zhongli.

And now. This man. This man I have been waiting for since 1.0 I find myself falling more and more for him and loving him as the final countdown happens. Like yes I've always been excited, love the design, captivated by the mysteriousness.

but BOI I am down bad for Baizhu. I love him so much. My feels for him almost rival Zhongli fr fr just... he <3

Guess I have a thing for reptile-related long-haired Liyue men//hit

But Liyue does make its reptile-related long-haired men HOT AF

[carnivorousyandeere]

I might like Brucie too much…

MDNI

CW: smut, calling Brucie “Daddy”

Other: reader is referred to as babyboy and has amab/or post-op transmasc bodily features

“You’re leaking so much, babyboy,” Brucie purrs into your ear, grunting as you tighten around him with a desperate whine.

He’s got you in his lap, with your back against his chest. Your poor little hole is stretched almost painfully around his giant cock. Of course you’re leaking, there’s nowhere to escape from the sensation! His cock just rubs inside you so deliciously when you try to move or squirm away. You can’t even gather the words to argue with him— all that comes out is an embarrassingly desperate moan.

“Awwww. It’s okay, baby, I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”

His fingers gather the precum dribbling from your cock and you whine loudly, hips jerking. Brucie hisses at the friction and uses his free hand to hold your hips still.

“I said, I’ve got you. Just let me take care of you.”

Trapped against him, there’s nowhere to run from the feeling of his big, warm hand stroking your cock so gently and lovingly. The contrast of his soft strokes and his other hand bruising your hip in his hold makes you feel like your brain is melting out of your ears.

“Brucie, Brucie, please—” his hand speeds up. You choke and crumple back against his chest, squirming in his hold. “Please… please, harder, Daddy, please…!”

You barely even register what you’ve said, but Brucie’s low moan and the way his hips snap up sends you into a frenzy. You moan loudly, begging incoherently for him as he begins to rock his hips up into you. His pace is slow and firm, making sure you feel every inch dragging in and out, but his hand grips your cock hard and jerks you off fast, just the way you like it.

Your head spins, and you cum all over his hand, practically sobbing in his hold.

He leans over, letting you lay on your stomach, and starts fucking you in earnest. Your overstimulated tears and hiccuping moans go straight to his dick. He can’t help but fuck you hard and rough, much harder than he intended, but your sweet little cries are just too much for him.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so good, so damn good for me,” he grunted praises as you weakly rocked your hips back against him for more. He finally cums with one last grunt, gripping your waist hard enough to bruise, and then promptly collapses on top of you.

Your brain is too fried to figure out if his weight on top of you is comforting or suffocating, but eventually you do squirm enough for him to get up. He slips his softened cock out of you and watches his cum spill out, satisfied with your ruined state.

He pets your hair softly, smiling a little. “Stay here, babyboy. I’ll get you cleaned up and then we can eat.”