#literally losing my marbles rn

[finns-fandom-blog]

shaking screaming crying gnawing at the bars of my cage rn

[joshbruh10x]

Barely surviving high school

Anyways unhinged Fazcule bc YOU CAN'T CONTROL WHAT I DRAW TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT

[marshroom580]

"You have no idea how much I’ve missed that gravelly Demi Moore voice. Nor how much I regret, having been the one who silenced it!"

Hey chat, what do you think he meant when he said that

[theoldworldsrunnerup]

Forty six days since anyone besides me has posted in the soichello tag. I am beginning to lose it. I can’t take this anymore

[cryptic-hq]

I need someone to give me a character ship to draw rn

[theperksofbeingstupid]

oh also, thanks to factorial i beat the castle boss , and also killed oswaldo #slay. which means now i have to figure out como chucha llegar al otro final. asumo q es en la wea esa gigante en el cementerio pero mi juego crasheo cdo traté de ir asiq . mañana lo veré. ojalá . for now tho , 3/3 sections done i never have to go in that FUCKASS CASTLE AGAIN VIVA CHILE

[elemental-plane]

hey guys when do you think episode four of tide and bone is gonna come out and it's confirmed that episode three was just a fever dream and nothing bad happened ever haha. when . when do you guys think episode four is coming out . Hey Guys .

[illegiblehandwriting1]

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT WAIT WAIT WAIT OH GOD THE IMPLICATIONS OF THIS ARE SO FUCKING MUCH EBGRIHFOWSJAWHDEOISPIOHWDIJ

[miami2k17]

the amount of money i spend visiting montreal in year ... im sure if i added it up i would legitimately fall over and die like i do not want to know but i do know it's so fucking much

[duhnova]

wedding night

member | newlyweds au husband!cheol x wife!f reader genre | smut, fluff word count | 2.3k synopsis | seungcheol just wants to treat his wife right on their first night together as husband and wife. content warnings | cheol calls reader his wife, reader is described wearing a big poofy wedding dress (also a garter), half of this is filth and the other half is cheesy flowery prose oops smut warnings | descriptions of female anatomy, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (reader receiving), praise, fingering, edging, some begging, briefly some spitting & marking, lots and lots of making out, sex while mostly clothed, implied shower sex at the end, cheol has a fat marriage kink and so do i notes | this is inspired by the delusional staff at pledis who decided the concept for fml carat version should be wedding photos! i am crazy. like very much i am so unwell rn. anyway not saying this is for @duhnova but this is definitely for @duhnova

your breath hitches as seungcheol hikes your wedding dress up your leg, layers of soft fabric bunching up between his fingers. his breath is hot on your now-exposed thighs.

flat on your back on the king-size hotel bed, you’re still in the dress you walked down the aisle in. the same one cheol had insisted you wore at the reception; the same one you wore on his private plane on the way to your honeymoon spot where he could barely keep his hands off of you, but resisted because he wanted your first time as husband and wife to be extra special; the same one you had trudged through the hotel lobby in, wrestling the gown into the elevator up to the private suite he had bought.

you grasp the material, struggling a little to hold it all up and out of cheol’s face. “baby, it’ll be easier, i can take this off—”

“no,” he interrupts, tugging on your legs to bring you closer to his mouth, and you yelp, sliding further down the bed. “want you to leave it on. let me fuck my wife in this gorgeous dress i married you in.”

you whine, cunt clenching around nothing at the way he calls you your new title. his wife.

he pushes your skirt up higher, finally revealing what he was searching for: a lacy red and black garter wrapped daintily around one of your thighs. he groans and leans closer to your leg, his teeth grazing over your skin and making you shiver.

he looks up at you, and you can barely see his face through all the layers of silk and tulle, but you can clearly see the familiar lustful look in his eyes. he runs his teeth along the garter, pulling it between his teeth and then letting go to snap it against your thigh.

you hiss at the sting, but the momentary pain quickly fades when your husband grabs your dress from your hands and pulls it over his head, hiding himself between your legs and wrapping his lips around your clit.

you arch your back, hips lifting off the bed when his tongue begins to prod into you, swirling wet circles around your entrance as you writhe in his grip. you can’t see anything that’s going on, except for his legs hanging off the edge of the bed behind you, his top half completely covered.

without the fabric in his way, it’s easy for him to hold your thighs apart beneath the dress, pushing them down hard into the bed so that no matter how hard you try to close your legs around him, it’s impossible to move an inch.

your breath catches in your throat as his tongue moves through your folds, and you can feel his saliva and your wetness dripping down onto the inside of the dress. it’s going to be a pain to wash, but laundry is the last thing on your mind when cheol suddenly pushes his index finger into you, curling up and against your walls at just the right angle that it makes you clench down around him as hard as you can. he curses, the sound muffled underneath the layers of the dress, but continues fucking his finger in and out of you, barely enough room for him to move but somehow he finds a way.

you barely even notice when he slips a second finger inside, followed by a third, your juices pooling in the palm of his hand as he thrusts into you.

as if you weren’t already wet enough, he detaches his lips from you and leans his head back, spitting directly on your pussy.

you cry out his name, lifting your hips to chase his mouth as he uses his tongue to smear the mixture over your folds. he presses his face deeper into your pussy, his nose rubbing directly against your clit, and you feel yourself drawn closer and closer to the edge with each movement, all of it accumulating until you feel like you’re about to snap.

but at that exact moment, cheol’s fingers slide out of you and his mouth leaves you with a pop, and everything you’d been building up to crumbles away in a split second.

“seungcheol, please—”

he pokes his head out from beneath your dress at the mention of his name, bunching the fabric up at your hips. cold air hits your aching cunt, exposed to the temperature of the room now that your lower half is no longer covered, and you whimper at the sudden change.

cheol’s fingers play with the garter’s elastic band, a constant reminder of his presence though you don’t feel any stimulation. “what is it, baby? tell me what you need.”

your cunt throbs, and you whine in frustration, reaching out for him with shaky hands. “need you, cheollie, please. want you so bad. please fuck me.”

he groans and shifts over the bed, leaning over you to capture your lips in his. you taste yourself in his mouth as your lips part, allowing him to slip his tongue into your mouth.

most of his weight is supported by his arms, holding himself over you but still low enough that you’re pressed chest to chest. his suit jacket was shed long ago, and now you tug at his shirt, silently begging him to take it off so you can see him.

and of course he obliges, readjusting his position until he’s straddling you, so he can keep kissing you as his fingers quickly work to undo the buttons of his shirt. as soon as he shrugs it all the way off, he puts his forearms on either side of your head, falling forward to get closer to you, lips smashing with yours like he’s fighting for breath and you’re the only one that can give it to him.

you can feel him rocking his hips against yours subconsciously and you moan, his erection pressed against your stomach through his pants. you manage to pull away from him for a second to breathe, leaning your head to rest against the pillow as you struggle to get oxygen into your brain.

but this only opens up area on your neck for him to mark, and he dives back in fervently, biting and sucking at your skin. you’re sure he can feel your pulse racing beneath his lips.

he bites at your earlobe particularly roughly and you gasp, hands flying up to grasp at his toned back muscles, clawing and trying to pull him even closer than he already is. your eyes flutter shut when he reaches up to cup your chin in his hands, tilting your face back towards him so he can kiss you again.

it seems like you’re there for hours, both almost completely clothed, tangled up on top of the bed with your lips crashing together like it’s the last time you’ll ever see each other, though this is only just the beginning. it may as well have been hours, with the way your cunt aches with need but you can’t bring yourself to stop kissing him.

the feeling isn’t anything you haven’t experienced many times before. you and seungcheol had been together for years before he proposed, years spent filled with passion and love and good memories. but this time feels completely different. maybe it’s all in your head, the post-wedding jitters finally catching up with you and making your head spin. but just the thought of doing the same things you’d done in the past, but now instead as a married couple, makes you feel like a brand new person. a person that belongs with seungcheol, forever.

finally he breaks away, breathing hard with his cheeks flushed and his hair a tangled mess. he moves off of his position on top of you, and you start to sit up and follow him, but he just pressed another breathy kiss to your cheek.

“‘m not going anywhere, baby,” he says softly, running a hand through your hair. “gonna get you some water and then ‘m gonna fuck you like you deserve.”

you whine in protest, but he doesn’t listen, moving off the bed and grabbing a cup and some ice, along with a water bottle from the refrigerator. he sits at the edge of the bed with you while you take small sips. he’s right; your mouth is dry, and the cool water feels so refreshing.

too soon the glass is empty and abandoned on the nightstand, and cheol moves to take his pants off, now a wrinkled mess but he doesn’t care.

he shifts behind you to unzip the back of your dress, gently sliding the fabric off your shoulders. you start to stand up to step out of the dress completely, but he stops you.

“said i would fuck you in this dress, didn’t i?” he whispers. his breath is warm by your ear and it sends a shiver down your spine. “just wanna see a little more of you.”

you moan, letting him slip the top of the dress down to your stomach, exposing your breasts as he slowly climbs on top of you again. “god, you’re so gorgeous,” he sighs, more to himself than to you as his hands slide up your body, gently kneading and squeezing your skin.

he sits back on his knees, bunching your dress up around your waist again to give him access to your cunt, begging to be filled. he pressed two fingers into you, slowly scissoring them back and forth to work you open, but he stops when you whine again.

“what’s wrong, baby?” he asks, his fingers still inside you as he leans down to kiss your breasts.

“i want you, cheol,” you plead with him, your hand on his wrist to stop him from moving. “tired of waiting, please.”

he presses one last kiss to your cheek, then pulls his fingers out of you, finally lining himself up at your entrance.

it’s the same stretch you’ve felt dozens of times, but everything is so different with him now. his arms are planted on either side of you, muscles bulging as he pushes into you slowly, gently. beads of sweat collect at his hairline and begin to roll down his temples until he’s finally sheathed all the way inside you, both of you panting for breath.

after a minute or two you squeeze seungcheol’s bicep, begging him to move. and he does, slowly rocking his hips back and forth at first, before gradually increasing his pace. you can feel every long, deep stroke of his hips as they crash into you, your breasts bouncing as he pushes you deeper into the mattress.

you grab onto his shoulders and hold on tightly, clinging to him for support. his grunts under his breath only spur you on, dragging him closer to you until he’s laying on top of you.

you spread your legs further apart, trying to wrap around his waist but the dress is in the way, and you call his name frustratedly. “seungcheol, please—”

as much as he doesn’t want to pull out, cheol doesn’t like hearing you upset, either, so with a wince he slows to a stop, moving away from between your legs so you can shove the dress away once and for all before he pushes back into you and resumes his pace.

you moan in relief, finally able to feel him like you’ve wanted to all night. cheol curses when you clench around him, and he grabs hold of your thighs and pushes them against your chest. at this angle you can feel him even deeper than before, and you whimper, eyes falling shut as you feel yourself start to come up to the edge of your orgasm.

“are you gonna cum, baby?” he groans, hips slamming against yours. “can feel you getting close, squeezing me so–ah, good. fuck, i love you so much.”

you grab onto his shoulders, your fingers scrambling over his muscles as you try to find something to ground yourself, nails digging into his skin.

his pace never falters, and without warning you let go when he says your name again, “my beautiful wife, look so fuckin’ beautiful, shit.”

you barely register when his hips begin to stutter as he chases his own orgasm, finally succumbing to it with a breathy whine as he releases inside you, spurt after spurt of his cum filling you up before he collapses on top of you.

your ears are still ringing when you finally come down, wrapped up in a blissful state of peace with seungcheol’s softening cock still inside you.

you inhale deeply, holding it in for a moment before exhaling, feeling your body start to relax and that’s when you know you have to get up now or not at all. you gently poke cheol’s side and he rolls off of you, but not before giving you another giggly kiss. he picks you up in his arms and spins you around once, then carries you off to the bathroom to clean up.

although later you find yourself pressed against the cool tile of the shower wall, caught up in another frenzy of kisses, however this time much softer and gentler. between the day’s festivities and the night’s activities, you’re both exhausted, but you couldn’t be happier being tangled in each other’s arms, not bearing to part for more than a few minutes at a time.

with room service ordered and a movie playing on the tv while you wait, you couldn’t think of a better place to be than by seungcheol’s side, not just tonight, but for every night afterwards.

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[kevlarheart]

guys my mood stabilizer prescription is FUCKED rn cause they tried to fill it 3 WEEKS EARLY without me asking and now the online prescription isn’t going through cause it got all fucked up !!!!! so now i have like a week left and no way to get meds 🥳😇😻

[definitelynotshouting]

Was just testing out brushes and then ended up drawing an egg… it didn’t even take a second for it to turn into hunger au sketch and then more lol. I’ve never drawn full body people so it’s super messy but the brainrot brainrots. I don’t think when he hatched (?) G was in person shape but this is more just the mental images I get thinking about,, egg

Love the fic so much and have reread it over and over again (for a month I read it in its entirety every single day)

OH MY GODS?????

HOLY SHIT THIS IS AMAZING!!! IM LITERALLY SPEECHLESS HELLO???? THE SYMBOLISM THE OG GRIAN WITHIN THE EGG THE WATCHER!GRIAN WITH HIS SPOOKY EYES IM LOSING MY MARBLES OH MY GOOOOOOOODS

this is INCREDIBLE im actually gobsmacked. Everything abt this is SO FUCKING COOL holy shit thank you so much!!! And the fact that you like the fic enough to reread it that much??? Im literally so insanely flattered rn omg 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 this is SO COOL ITS SO COOL TYSM I ADORE IT OUGHH THE VIBESSSSSS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ 10000000/10 execution im actually obsessed

[littlefankingdom]

I just finished Future State: Gotham and here are my final thoughts.

Things I hated:

Jason being a cop (at the beginning, it made sense because he was manipulated to be. At the end, nope, he should have resigned)

[SPOILER] The lack of reaction from the Batfam to Dick's sacrifice??? Only Barbara speaks about it with him, but Bruce is right there. You're telling me Bruce Wayne would not lose his marbles at Dick sacrificing himself for Gotham and Damian??? You're lying. He would not be okay with it! Especially when he said just a couple of pages earlier that Dick was the heart of the Batfam! And the lack of grief in the story afterward??? Bruce would not be fine if Dick was dead! He would not be okay! That's his firstborn!

Things I loved:

Talia's characterization was gold. She is badass, she is a caring mother, she is a Batfam's member, she is not evil. I love it so much. There's one moment when she stabbed Jason, but she explains herself later as being so preoccupied with Damian, she wasn't thinking, she had no time to lose, and apologizes. She's great. (Her and Bruce aren't together, btw)

Bruce and Jason's relationship. They love each others so much, they cannot communicate for shit. Jason being like "I will beat the shit out of Hush for impersonating my father, even if it's the last thing I do!" when he was like "Bruce is not my dad!" to Rose earlier. Bruce being like "Jason, my son, I'm so happy to see you!" when he sees Jason. Jason, half dying, accepting to stop fighting with the others to assist Bruce, also half dying, the parallel between father and son. Bruce leaving Gotham for Jason to protect. Jdizbztcforc, finally some good food about them FROM DC.

Bruce not being able to be a vigilante anymore at the end, after all the fights and the torture, with a cane, looking at his baby with pride.

Dick being fucking nuts. It's so funny to me, the man loses it when his dad is dead. He is also such his father's son, to the point that other batfam's members LITERALLY tell him "You are acting just like Bruce rn, and you know that's not a good thing." but he refuses to listen. He's high on drugs, fr.

Actually, all Bruce's sons lose their mind when their father dies. They all go "I'm gonna do something so stupid because I miss my dad, watch me". Batshit insane family over here.

[cokowiii]

Im sitting on a freeway rn waiting for help so here’s a doodle while I’m quite literally losing my fucking marbles :))

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hiii again!! (Thank you again taking my request from last time!! I absolutely loved it!!/gen) :3

I was trying to see if you could do hcs for Laughing Jack x an Angel! Reader? Like the reader has an angelic aura, has angelic powers too (like healing, angelic telepathy, angelic telekinesis, etc) and big white wings too?

I hope you have a nice day and please take care of yourself!

Laughing Jack x Angel!Reader !

I know I literally just said requests were gonna be slow in my previous post but SHHHH I'm waiting for the ibuprofen to kick in; too ouchy to nap and chill rn

That aside, I hope you enjoy!!

Loves messing with your wings! More often than not hes playing with the feathers!

Probably keeps the ones that fall out/off, I think! Usually keeps them on his person because he loves having a piece of you with him and again, loves to fiddle with stuff!

Teases you for being a "goody two shoes" if you're the "sweet and caring" type of angel that strives to do no harm

Loves it when you decide to use your telekinesis to move stuff around; he simply finds it amusing!

Probably jumps when you use your telepathy on him for the first time, though, especially if you hadn't told him that was a thing you can do

"Pssst... toots can you make that guy over there think hes losing his marbles with your telepathy??" "Honeybun... no.."

Unless you're an angel posing as a normal human dont ask where you guys live; laughing jack is technically homeless in my au and just follows wherever his box goes (the mansion doesnt exactly exist in my au/interpretation, at least not in the way the fandom shows it)

Thinks its really cute when your feathers fluff up when he flirts with you; or better yet, your wings springing out when he sneaks a kiss on your cheek

Honestly probably tries to tempt you to "the dark side"

That aside sometimes I forget I portray laughing jack as a corrupted reflection of his creator, the only reason laughing jack is a kriller clown is because of isaac becoming a kriller. Mix that in with the fact he was originally meant to be a guardian/imaginary friend, like

I dont know!!

I think the fact he used to be innocent and playful isnt explored enough, like imagine his roots start peeking just a bit when hes around you

Sits on the floor and weeps

[pumpkinsy0]

fuck it quick the outsiders x lord of the flies au i think it would be interesting

if u never read lord of the flies, basically, these boys are stranded on this island after a plane crash, they have to survive on this island, some boys get this sense of power and basically abuse it, some kids die yada yada yada, theyre saved at the end SO

•curly, pony, and johnny are the littleuns (if u dont know who the littleuns is they r basically the younger boys of the group who rlly dont understand whats going on, 16 to below is part of littleuns ill explain y soda isnt in this group later)

•literally EVERYONE ELSE tim, darry, etc etc, r the biguns

•NOW why soda is in the biguns and not the littleuns is bc darry just, needs someone close to him that kinda keeps him centered in reality, not to say pony DOESNT do that but he feels like thats too much to bare onto pony so darry would just keep that all kept in, but soda would notice and spend a lot of time w darry, so much time in fact that hes just always w the biguns a lot so hes just part of that group

•so EVERYONE is mentally terrible rn and pretty sensitive, but ESPECIALLY curly, pony, and johnny, thats also another reason y soda isnt rlly part of their group, he just comes off as more grown than them and so hes allowed to help make decisions w the biguns

-curlys REALLY easy to agitate/annoy, he says and does some pretty irrational things, spending a lot of time w pony cause ponys trynna get that guy to THINK

-ponys wayyyy more quiet bc hes more in his head and hes lowkey kinda losin it, he’s hallucinating just a tinnnyyyyy eanssyyyyyy weanssyyyyyy lil bit, maybe he ate some bad berries and nobody knew for a bit and hes havin a bit of a bad trip

-johnnys pretty much just mute, he speaks a lil bit but rlly not a lot, he feels like theyre all doomed, like he has a bit of hope but overrall hes just so done and so scared, but thats not to say he isnt trying to help or anything he knows how to make fires n stuff give my boy his props

•NOW W THE REST OF THE GANG (darry, two, steve, soda, tim, dallas, tim) like i said, theyre all mentally fucked rn but they r more so hiding it

•with them they are the ones who make the decisions like who gets food, who gets what shelter, yada yada yada, like those kind of big decisions, and for a while everything WAS good, but as time went on, they all just got more and more into fights and theure just NOT a community anymore and they kinda split off i to their own rival groups

•and it sucks bc curly, pony, and johnny r in the middle of it all, they r like the kids of divorced parents</333

•well to b more specific, pony and johnny r in the middle of it, curly “picked a side” but rlly hes just losing his marbles and doesnt rlly understand anything

but yea lord of the flies au to experiment w how everyone would react to a place w no laws and such :P