#jic better safe than sorry

[thecherrygod]

Wait fuck during the divine tree arc mob was talking to everyone when they were brainwashed and he couldn't reach them bc of that and this arc people are gonna try to talk him while being ???% and not truly be heard by him...... Man....

[diiambee]

The middle portion of Love in paradise is great because not only is it catchy— the catchines catches you off guard to the very disturbing (in context) lyrics

It has the similar vibe to songs like the first few minutes of "Our love is God" from heathers or "You will still be mine" from waitress I think.. Love songs masking bad, potentially dark, intentions..

[transmasccofee]

hey does anyone ever think about this. Like. Logistically. Because ok like we can see the blood right, like the not insignificant amount of blood. Like. like that’s not a small wound, that’s a whole ass gouge in his arm and potentially actually multiple gouges. So the thing is we know at least with his regular amount of power and him knowing the attack was coming, the catgun leaves a welt - probably the same severity as if a regular person were hit with a belt.

and so right my thing is, how did he get that whole ass gouge in his arm, severe enough that blood was running all down his arm and onto the floor. (I have enough experience with injuries to know that does generally require a decent wound, also it’s a manga so that kind of imagery is intended to indicate a significant injury so)

Bc. Like i don’t know if anyone else here has gotten hit with something like a belt or bitch-slapped, but getting from a welt to That level of injury would be straight up agony. Like. It would be agonizing. Unforgettable pain. I’ve had a little blood drawn this way, not nearly as much, and it was probably some of the worst pain a person could feel. Like. Imagine that bro. That’s awful. I love it.

(And that’s all just assuming Kusuo was able to keep the same amount of protection up against Kuusukes attacks, since we know he was depleting his energy, maybe his capability for shielding himself went down, and at a certain point a shot hit him and managed to tear through his arm, which is. Its own can of worms.)

This post isn’t really going anywhere the catgun fight just really fucks me up whenever I start thinking about it.

[ohnomysoul]

Canto 6 Spoilers (Plus Flickering and Eyestrain Warning) but. It’s me I’m—

[gogtopia]

he make it splode :]

[izzibeeb]

OKAY! my Across the Spiderverse tag will probably just be #spiderverse, since I’ll be tagging spoilers as well as non-spoilers (like character art) that way. So block that if you haven’t seen it and want to watch it unspoiled!

[lesbians4scully]

drew a sad little guy who lives in the draw function on picsart on my phone and then realised hes the same colour as the cover for my pillow is my punching bag by allegra

[tangerinesgirl]

The Birds and the Bees

Herr König x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: König wants to continue his preservation efforts, you're left with no choice but to volunteer yourself.

Rating: 18+, NSFW

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: spoilers for Cuckoo (2024), somnophilia - I better warn of possible non con with this jic even though both parties consent to it beforehand, you're both freaks but that's alright, I'm so sorry, breeding kink, lots of fluids, p in v, voyeurism, bit of a pregnancy kink, also technically monster fucking?, God complexes

Notes: honestly, I was tempted to leave this one in drafts, but I have zero other ideas for a König fic atm, and I wanted to get something out there.

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König had shown you what exactly the resorts purpose was as soon as you started dating. He was very passionate about these creatures and could see their potential. You remember watching your first mating ceremony, a silent tear falling from your left eye.

"What is it my dear?", he asked, noticing how moved you were at the spectacle.

You shake your head, eyes focused on the glass in front of you. "They're beautiful", you stare into the young girls eyes, it was like looking at a starless night.

König notices how moved you are, he holds your hand to comfort you. He let's out a small sigh of relief as he brushes away your tear.

__________

Years pads and the resort is getting quieter and quieter. König is busy experimenting, coming up with ways to make the result of the ceremonies more successful. A creature that is part human, who doesn't need to be controlled.

__________

"I wouldn't be asking if I wasn't one hundred percent certain my dear".

You swallow nervously, "one hundred percent?"

He nods. You've both tried searching for new people to join the resort but you've pretty much drained the German alps population. You don't see any other choice, and you trust König with your life. He knows the creatures more than anyone, spending most of his life studying them.

You read the consent form König drew up for you, when you asked for the science behind it and exactly what the test entails. You look up at him, his deep blue gaze piercing straight through you, yet somehow comforting. He reaches out to put a comforting hand on your thigh.

"You don't have to do this, we can figure someth-"

"No. It's okay. I ... I trust you", you sign the document and let out a shaky breath. Even though you're telling the truth, there's a tiny doubt inside you that you're not sure what's going to happen. Or how it'll feel. The document does mention headsets and safe words, and König will have his eyes on you always.

König stands up and moves over to you and embraces you. "You are so brave, my love, history will be made".

___________

König opens the doors, and the creature enters the room. Your mind jumps back to when you first saw this exact room all those years ago. At first, you didn't think you would be here, but on the other hand, it somehow felt inevitable. Like König always had a plan for you.

The creature approaches you from behind. You're sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for the inevitable. The lady claps your head between her palms as you fall backwards onto the bed.

You're semi conscious as you hear König summoning the young cuckoo lady with his flute. You can hear him through the headset as well as the speakers in the room. You're grateful you have no other staff in the room, but some on standby in another room, just in case.

You look down the bed and see her offering her seed to you. You throw your head back onto the bed in exhaustion as she inserts her hand into you.

"That's it, good girl", you hear over the headset. You can hear König breathing heavily, and a very faint sound of clothes rustling, "you're so pretty like this, you're taking her so well, my beautiful angel". You can tell he is maturbating to you from his groaning, you spread your legs wider accepting her gift, arching your back, letting her in. And also giving König a show.

Once she has planted her seed, König signals for her to leave, and locks up the door from the control room. He then walks over to you, your eyes struggling to stay awake.

"You did great my love", he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. You try to look up at him through your eyelids and let out a small smile. He walks around the bed and you can feel it dip as he straddles over you. You reach out to hold his cheek with your hand, but fail to keep your arm upright. He places it gently on the bed above your head. He removes your headset, hushing and reassuring you that everything's okay.

He strokes your thigh and dips his fingers under your dress, feeling the slick left by you and the lady. He smiles noticing that you enjoyed the encounter. The feeling immediately makes him hard, as he removes himself from his white pants. He begins to align himself at your entrance and inserts his length slowly. He let's out a deep guttural moan, trying not to cum on the spot. It was like he's dreamed about this moment.

Your eyes roll into the back of your head feeling König inside you. The slick and his cock feel amazing, you moan his name as you try to wrap your legs around his waist, looking for more friction.

König touches your thigh as a signal for you to stop and let him do the work. You mind flashes back again to when he did this the day you signed the paperwork allowing this experiment. Although in this moment, it didn't feel like an experiment, it felt like nirvana.

He starts to thrust into you, as you continue to drift out of consciousness. He notices you trying to fight the sedative, "it's okay my sweet, don't fight it, I've got you". With that, you begin to pass out, the last image of König looking at you in awe.

König continues to thrust into you, he can't help but think that you're somehow even prettier asleep. He can feel himself getting close as he thinks about the events of the evening, the slick of the creature covering his cock, and also fucking the love of his life who is just as enamoured with the preservation of these wonderful creatures as he is.

He starts to play with your clit to make sure you're also having as good as a time as he is. He's not sure if you can feel it, and can't wait to ask you about it afterwards. König's rhythm starts to go unsteady as he slows down reaching his peak as he cums deep inside you. He places a hand on your stomach, feeling himself releasing his seed inside of you. He groans, milking himself of every last drop, and collapses on top of you.

He waits a moment before carefully removing himself from you. Replacing his cock with his hand, making sure very little of the fluids escape you.

He sits down with a sigh on the corner of the bed with his hand still cupping over your vagina. He looks behind him and notices your still fully passed out. He looks at his cock, covered in slick and cum. The sight is enough to make him hard again, as he rubs his free hand around his cock.

__________

"Wake up, my dear", you can hear König ushering you awake, you realise you're cradled in his arms on the bed, with him looking down at you. "How are you feeling?". You stretch as you groggily wipe away the sleep from your eyes.

You let out a little content smile, "I feel...fucking amazing", you laugh. You're usually careful with your language around König, with him being so well spoken.

He smiles too and rests his hand on your stomach. "I believe our preservation efforts have been a success".

Even though it's still too early to tell if the seeds have taken hold, you can't help but feel invincible, like a God, hopefully carrying one of these creatures inside you. You place your hand on top of his. "I think so too".

[ashesrebirthed-a]

“Buffy,” Cordelia grinds out the moment Buffy takes a second to actually breathe, fingers pressed into her forehead in a fruitless attempt to stave off the post-vision headache already settling in. “Shut up?”

All she wants right now is a painkiller, or maybe five. So, of course, the universe sends her a cry-Buffy tantrum of epic proportion instead. Glaring up at Buffy from beneath her hand, the edge to Cordelia's voice is sharp enough to cut when she continues. “You said it yourself: he’s my friend. No, my family! Angel is his own person, and so am I. Just because you screwed him - and nearly threw the rest of us to our premature deaths with that, need I remind you - doesn’t mean you have some sort of creepy eternal claim over him!”

Sighing, she shifts her hand until her entire forehead rests in her palm and shuts her eyes. It helps dull the pounding, but only a little - not nearly enough to balance out the damage Buffy's doing. "Not that it's literally any of your business even if I was, but I didn't call Angel to sweet talk him. I had a vision. You know, the feels-like-my-head's-splitting-open, innocent-people-in-imminent-danger kind? And said imminent danger is happening back in L.A., so he kind of needed to know?"

And god forbid he take a moment to ask if she was alright, too, which was far more than Buffy is doing right now. Not that the bar’s exactly high there. Reluctantly, Cordelia lowers her hand and opens her eyes again, straightening just enough to look Buffy in the eye. “I know all those years of constant bottle bleach must've eaten away at your brain a little, but you can't actually be this stupid without trying. I left a life behind there, when will you get that? For your sister. Not mine.”

It's a struggle to stand up without wanting to either pass out or hurl - or both - but somehow Cordelia manages to do it. Both hands clinging to the headboard to keep herself upright, she doesn't quite cut the same formidable Queen Bitch figure that she used to back at Sunnydale High - but she's more serious right now than she ever was then. "But if you want to keep putting your high school hard-on for seeing me lose everything all over again over Dawn's life, I can go."

plotted starter for @ashesrebirthed

hands  are  curled  into  tight  angry  fists,  as  dawn  goes  on  and  on  about  how  exciting  it  is  that  cordelia’s  staying  longer  than  whatever  they  had  𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚  𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅  𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏.  come  to  think  of  it,  buffy’s  unsure  if  it  had  ever  been  said.  she  had  been  grateful,  immensely  so.  if  cordelia  being  there,  helping,  ensuring  dawn’s  safety  ...  meant  also  sharing  a  room  with  her,  sharing  the  scoobies  and  dawn  with  her  …  well  it  would  all  be  worth  it.  except,  now  with  time  passing,  stakes  so  high,  joyce  so  sick,  and  her  entire  being  practically  calcifying;  buffy  just  worried  her  patience  was  going  with  the  rest  of  it. 

it  just  takes  a  moment,  𝒇𝒐𝒓  𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒚,  𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔,  𝒂𝒏𝒅  𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆  to  come  rearing  its  ugly  head.  a  combination  of  things  …  of  dawn  being  so  googly-eyed  over  the  other  woman,  but  it's  angel  too.  cordelia  left  angel  behind,  and  for  buffy  it  had  been  the  other  way  around.  she  had  loved  him  so  much,  and  he  had  still  left  her. 

so  she  found  herself  leaving  dawn’s  room  without  so  much  as  another  word;  makes  a  beeline  for  her  own  bedroom.  she  pauses  just  outside  the  door,  and  she  eavesdrops.  presses  her  ear  against  the  wood.  she  hears  cordelia  mutter  pleasantries,  using  angel’s  name.  suddenly,  buffy  felt  like  she  was  in  the  halls  of  sunnydale  high  once  again.  being  overlooked  …  worse,   𝒂𝒍𝒍  𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔  𝒐𝒏  𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒅  𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍.

she  opens  the  door  only  when  it  sounds  like  the  call  has  ended.  whilst  in  the  room,  buffy’s  frown  is  evident  and  she  practically  slams  it  closed.  she  hardly  even  glances  at  cordelia  when  she  says,  ❛   i’d  appreciate  it  if  you  didn’t  spend  all  your  time  here  whispering  sweet  nothings  over  the  phone  to  my  ex-boyfriend.  ❜  there’s  a  bite  to  her  bark  and  the  words  are  pointed,  𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍.  doesn’t  pretend  to  hide  the  bitter  nature  of  it  all.  ❛   in  fact,  why  are  you  even  here,  again  ?  just  trying  to  rub  it  in  my  face  that  you’re  all  vision-y  and  angel’s  best  friend  all  of  a  sudden  ?  …  i  thought  we  were  in  the  universe  of  supposedly  helpful  and  not  -  super  -  tacky  cordelia.  ❜  and  just  to  prove  how  petty  of  a  situation  it  is,  buffy  crosses  her  arms  over  her  chest  like  a  petulant  child.  head  too  clouded  with  past  grievances  to  recognize  what  was  really  going  on.  ❛   guess  they  were  wrong  about  that,  huh. ❜

[llyrarg]

cats are allergic to chocolate!- like- deadly allergic. and you're a hybrid- cat hybrid- very obviously- in reality you actually got really lucky- something like foodsthat arent supposed to be spicy- being spicy- is probably one of the most mild allergic reactions you could have-

you probably arent alergic to the chocolate itself but instead the caffine in the choclate! i'd be very wary of sodas and coffee and stuff like that- as they have alot more caffine than chocolate and would probably cause a more severe reaction

i'd also try getting an allergy test jic- or research whatever species ur a hybrid of and note any allergies big or small they have- better safe than sorry- itd be so fucking lame is you died bc you didnt know you were allergic to fucking lilacs or some shit-

if you need any help this kinda stuff is right up my alley tbh- s'the kinda shit my parents studied and all that so. yknow. -ren

. . . i wonder if i lucked out or if i just. . .

[c1rcu1tboard]

if you put an ai in a human body it will LITERALLYYY go a little bit insane trying 2 be a full machine again... just saying!!!!

[pricemarshfield]

[lynxwings]

Alright everyone, look here! Smile, say cheese!

[fordeadleaves]

got some eyedeas (heehoo) for c!ranboo’s eyes and um anyway here ya go

(reblogs > likes !!)

[gncsuggestion]

me, explicitly, in the description of this blog: this blog is not for trans men! it is a blog for wlw, which includes trans women and not trans men!

trans men: follow this blog anyway

[allstarsmash]

ok i cant have a light on rn it seems, but feel free to send more of the url writing asks and i’ll answer them later!