#itssogood

[death-is-my-calling]

guys. the English VA for light Yagami (brad swaile).. he had a daughter during the pandemic, and he... I shit you not... named her Kira.

[illiterategrace]

[1tsjusty0u]

YEEEAAAAH MIDNAS THEME!!!!!!!

[spreadwardiard]

Omg yall are gonna love this filler coming. Its some of the tastiest of soups.

Five pages into the time travel au yall! It's coming along! But it requires a lot of brainpower to happen so it will likely be a minute before its ready to be shared. HOWEVER, I have another au to possibly garner your interest that I am almost done writing the first piece for.

Consider it filler while I work on the time travel and older aus that I have neglected long enough!

[maishi-kibby]

Some Ralph doodles in class. I still can’t get over that one foxy death— he just HAD to HUMOR himself !! silly but at what cost…

[arytha]

yes it isss the show i'm watching and i have beeeeen sucked into it @joelleity

[toazts]

EHEHAJS

OMGGG RAGHHHH I LOVE IT SM TY😭😭 I LOVE THE COLORS AND RAGHHH EHAHSHSNKSB I CANT WTF?!?!

gift for @toazts !!

[niayayayayuh]

I literally like extremely slowly started getting into kpop, I don’t even listen to bts, let alone really any boy group I think? But when Just One Day comes on I start floating in the air and start becoming fluent in Korean, like that song is the most angelic thing I’ve ever heard?!?!?!!

[lemonlover1110]

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader

Summary: Toji loves the cookie dough a little too much.

Warnings: Fluff

*This is for my secret santa in my server🫶 they specifically put down toji for the character they'd like so i was in luck🙂‍↕️

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“Stop eating the cookie dough!” You scold Toji as he sneaks some of the dough. It wouldn’t matter if it was only a little bit, but you’re not sure that you’ll end up with cookies at this rate. 

“You can’t blame me– Itssogood.” He responds with a mouthful of cookie dough, and you roll your eyes. You should’ve known Toji had something up his sleeve when he offered to do something– Toji never offers to help out.

“They’re for Santa! Megumi is going to be upset if he only sees one cookie for Santa.” You slap his hand away when Toji reaches for more. Toji whines, rubbing the spot that your hand just hit as if it actually hurt. 

“I’m Santa anyway. If I want to eat them now then–” He begins but you shush him before he can say another word. You know that Megumi has very big ears whenever it’s convenient. The last thing you need is to explain to him that Santa is not in fact some random guy that leaves presents, but his father.

You’re looking around the place, looking for traces of the little guy, and Toji takes the opportunity to sneak some of the dough. You look back at Toji, seeing a devilish smirk on his face as he slowly chews.

“I hope you get salmonella.” You tell him, and a frown comes to his face. He sticks his tongue out at you before walking away.

“Guess my help is not needed then.” He says, as if you were in dire need of him. He joined you in the kitchen unprompted, and started eating your hard work as if it were nothing.

“It never was.” You respond, and he scoffs. You decide to not tell him anything else, opting out of some more bickering. Instead, you’ll just make some more cookie dough. 

You turn your back to the bowl, going to the pantry to grab the sugars and flours again. You should’ve known better than to do that when Toji’s nearby. When you turn around, the bowl is gone, and so is Toji.

“Toji, this isn’t funny!” You yell before sighing. You dust off your hands on your apron before walking away from the kitchen and beginning the search for your husband. How can a man his size be so sneaky?

You begin in the living room, then go to your bedroom, until you end up in Megumi’s bedroom. The child is guarding the closet, immediately giving away his father’s hiding spot.

“Come here, Toji, Toji, Toji.” You call out as you walk to the closet. You take slow steps that make Megumi tremble in fear. You smile at the child when you’re in front of him, telling him, “Move out of the way.”

“Santa’s not coming if you open the closet.” Megumi repeats the threat that his father used, and you can’t help but laugh.

“Oh, Megumi, Santa’s not coming if your daddy eats all the cookie dough.” You respond, which makes the child’s eyes well up with tears. He isn’t sure what to do, he’s only five… This is a hard decision to make. Should he listen to you or his father? He just wants new toys, he shouldn’t be put through this.

In the end, Megumi steps aside, letting you open the closet. You slowly open the door that makes you see Toji in a completely different light.

“It’s not that good.” You say as you snatch the bowl out of the man’s strong hands. Toji glares at the little snitch that’s next to you before looking at you.

“Leavemealone!” He has a mouthful of it in his mouth. Toji is not the type to care for sweets, so this is weird for you.

“Get out of there, Toji. How the hell did you even fit in there?” You question, and Toji rolls his eyes. 

“Life finds a way.” Toji responds as he attempts to get out of the tiny closet. He won’t lie, getting in was much easier than pulling out– It’s not the first time in his life it happens, it’s how he ended up with Megumi and how you had a pregnancy scare last week. But he’ll find a way.

“Do you want a batch, baby?” You question, and Toji nods as he struggles to get out. “See, all you had to do was ask.”

“Why didn’t you offer since the beginning?”

“Why would I?” You respond, and he clicks his tongue. He falls on his ass in the closet, and he can almost cry. He’s hit rock bottom, and all because of some cookie dough. You’re trying not to laugh as you watch him. Instead, you choose to be helpful by asking, “You need me to call the fire department?”

“Life finds a way.” He repeats.

“Yeah, let me call the fire department.”

[fiercedaddy]

THE GLOW OML

dragonfish Twi as a last minute mermay pic :D

[faededaway]

[AIZAWA X READER]

Warnings: [smut] [established relationship] slight prey x predator themes. (As such, this may read as noncon in some lines)

It's oddly quiet in your shared apartment. It always is this way when one of you is alone at home.

He should've been home now.

But you guess a villain may be keeping him longer. So, you decide to wait for him in bed. You want to change into something more comfortable than your day clothes so you fish for Aizawa's sweatshirt and a pair of your pyjama pants.

A shiver runs up your spine when you take off your top. Something about it feels different from a cold shiver. Your hair stands on end. It's like something is in the room with you. You're facing your wardrobe on the opposite end of where the "threat" seems to be. A glare of sorts. Something that makes a deep fear take root in your bones. You brace yourself before turning around to face the source of your tremors.

It's him. Seated on the dresser. Hands crossed. But, he's not yours. A predator stares back at you. Watches you. Almost daring you to flee. You face him and wear your clothes slowly as if you're trying not to startle him. When you're done, he drops his legs off the dresser and that makes you run out the room. Your legs move before you know what you've done. It's a stupid move because the door is next to the dresser. There's no way you'd make it before-

Surely, he grabs you by your arm and pulls you into his chest. He buries his head into your neck and chuckles when he hears your heavy breathing. He pulls you onto his lap and lifts your, his, shirt to bare your chest. He laughs, oh he laughs, a condescending laugh and says, “you dressed yourself just so I could undress you like this. Didn't you, my little lamb?”

He brings his lips to your chest, leaving teasing bruises down to your nipples. He could bite you. He does bite you, softly, playfully. Just to make your heart race. When your hands come up to grasp his shirt, he moves his hand between your legs.

You hate this more because he always pleases you with his hand. Just his hand. This is enough, isn't it? He had said once. And you're yet to prove him wrong. It humiliates you to know how well he knows you.

He rubs your thighs first. Preparing your mind and body for what's to come. Then, he uses his knees to spread your legs. A gasp always leaves your mouth when he does that. A shame burns in your neck. You like this, you like this a lot. You're scared, but your body coils into him instead of moving away from him.

Your feet are around his. Your arms are glued to his shirt, holding on for dear life. And your pussy throbs at the thought of him.

He touches you with just a finger first. He traces your lips with it, as if inspecting dust on a shelf. “You've done half my work for me.” More laughing. Oh, god, he finds this so amusing. He finds your humiliation so amusing.

When you whimper at his comment, he wastes no more time before fucking your cunt with his fingers. He uses two of them first. His ring and middle finger, so that he can palm your whole cunt while fucking into it. He rubs your clit every once in a while, to feel you squeeze around his fingers.

Its always the same song. You start with soft whimpers, withheld moans, choked breathes. The pre-chorus involves a garbled mess of 'please', 'ngh', 'ah', and 'itssogood'. The chorus is an important part of every song. The chorus of this song was an easy one liner that repeated itself for a period of, 'until he builds up the orgasm just to slow it down enough to recover 2 brain cells and cause a repeat of the pre-chorus'.

Oh, yes, the chorus is, 'daddydaddydaddypleaspleasepleasepleasepleasedaddydaddydaddy'. He likes it. It's not everyone's favorite. But he likes it. The bridge of the song is his favorite though, it is slightly unique every time he plays this song. A sweet, unhinged moaning and whimpering that sometimes included words like, 'you make me feel ssoo good', 'i love you', 'please kiss me' or 'can I please suck you?'.

Today's bridge includes crying. Oh, oh, he likes this one too. Crying, sobbing, and a soft whisper of 'thank you's.

Mhmm. Yes, he likes today's song. He brings his hand up to his mouth when the song ends and tastes you on his fingers. He uses his other hand to rub your back while cooing at you.

His soft lamb who sings him his favorite song, yes. He loves this play very much.

[drawingcrunch]

sighs dreamily

sehs telling me about her oc loree..... twirls my hair so hard i go BALD. itssogood. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.,

[sketchysamzie]

it's still not too late for a summer themed drawing right?? (sweating)

asmo and my mc roller skating in bikinis~ might seem random, but this is based on girls in bikinis by poppy! that song is stuck in my head itssogood.

[asmrbrainrot]

I. AM. IN. LOVE!!!!

@asmrbrainrot Esther is so pretty dude I had to draw her

The silly little friends are multiplying.. @willowve01

[waffluous]

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD LAST ROMEO IS SO GOOD ITS ACTUALLY SO GOOD. OH MYT DAYS ITSSOGOOD