#litty again

[waywardsonsandaughters]

Kingham: Bye. Cool, Litty. If she dies, who’s going to let us out of this jar?

- Kingham, episode 3

That is a GREAT question Kingham. Who DID let you out of that jar? 👀

[killa-trav]

a short 3 part story:

[dimplewonie]

prom nail reveal :3

plus messages between me n my friends the day before ..

did i do anything wrong help

[scum-belina]

Struck down by yet another I must fuck that old man arrow today. Fatally.

[elmp]

Been Killing Palestinians Since Herod Tried Making Judea Great Again

The children!!!!!!! My God!!!

My God!!!!!!! Can you not save the

Children???? Please, oh LORD!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

[rennisaturate]

today was fun i am very tired but after i wash off this makeup and take a quick nap im gonna try to do some replies 💗✨

[droserajolie]

[dumb idiot ramblings in tags]

[peachdues]

oh no…my hand…it slipped…

Sanemi’s hands are dialing your number before his mind can fully process the action.

“Answer your fucking phone.” His voice trembles as the phone rings and rings. “Now.”

It goes to voicemail.

He tries again. Voicemail.

Again.

Voicemail.

Voicemail.

Voicemail.

And even as Sanemi begins running for your small studio, his thumb keeps pressing the call function on his phone screen, and each time he hears the automated machine instruct him to leave a message, he grows more frantic. The burn in his legs barely registers; he is consumed only by the need to move faster, to close the distance between him and your apartment as quickly as possible, his mind sorting through a web of possible explanations. He can’t think of a single one that points to anything good.

Answer your phone. Answer your phone. Answer your goddamn phone.

You never do.

chapter 3’s about to be litty

[deadboyagency]

I didn’t want to have to address this again here but please stop associating Neil Gaiman with Dead Boy Detectives.

Neil Gaiman doesn’t own the copyright or trademarks to Dead Boy Detectives. The IP (intellectual property) was back-shelved from Neil in the early 2000s up until when DC Comics wanted to expand on them (because Neil didn't) so DC Comics hired new writers and create their own series for them starting with Ed Brubaker and Bryan Talbot. All copyright that Neil owns is public knowledge and listed here on the US Goverment Copyright and also shared above.

Neil Gaiman owns SANDMAN. Dead Boy Detectives appeared in ONE ISSUE. Neil owns the Sandman comics. Every time you see his name attached is because they included DEATH and DESPAIR to make a connection to SANDMAN. This was Netflix wanting to attach it to Sandman. The show originally set to air on Max had no attachment to Sandman.

Associating that man with the comics or show now is giving him credit for something he DID NOT CREATE.

Toby Litt and Mark Buckingham created Crystal Palace (who are also the reason why Litty and Kingman are named after them in the show! because it ties into THEIR comics!) 2013-2014 ordered a full comic series written by Toby Litt and Mark Buckingham.

Steve Yockey created Niko, The Cat King, Esther, Monty ect. All of whom are original characters for Dead Boy Detectives The Show. They are all original characters that appear no where else in the comics or story

STEVE YOCKEY OWNS THE IP RIGHTS TO DEAD BOY DETECTIVES NOW. Yes, as in Charles Rowland and Edwin Payne are Steve Yockey’s Dead Boy Detectives. Steve works for Warner Brothers and copyright is under them. Not Netflix, Not Neil. WARNER BROTHERS.

They are Steve's characters, no one else’s. Zack Ogle (Dead Boy Detectives writer) has confirmed this on Twitter, US copyright law has confirms this, Neil himself has also confirmed this.

Netflix canceling the show has nothing to do with Neil. They could easily state that in the articles as they have with other shows who have issues regarding him. There is absolutely ZERO correlation between the two.

Dead Boy Detectives had viewership Netflix didn’t like; that’s it. Netflix's horrific streaming model values only hit shows only and #1’s on their chart are the only thing that matter to them. Baby Reindeer blocked them from getting their #1 and Netflix only cares about that.

Netflix also doesn't care about who they employe. They have been working for years with Dave Chappelle, Steve Blackman and others. Netflix’s CEO Ted Sarandos has defended transphobia from Dave Chappelle and hid details of what was happening on the set of The Umbrella Academy about Steve Blackman's abuse from the public for years.

Dead Boy Detectives was unjustly and unfairly taken from us because Netflix only cares about what hits #1 and could care less about what happens to the cast, crew and writers of the show.

By continuously attaching that man's name to the show you are discrediting the actors, writers and creators of Dead Boy Detectives who deserve the praise for the show and comics they have created for the last 22 years.

[greyskyflowers]

Niko would absolutely make a weekly blanket fort sleepover and insisted that everyone join her. Extravagant forts with little fairy lights strung up with the sheets, a mattress or two shoved together, huge pillows and blankets to curl up in, snacks and the TV playing Scooby-Doo and her favorite anime

Jenny refuses to come but Niko always makes sure to let her know when they start and on what episode. She knows Jenny watches it by herself, following along so she can be a part of it without being there in person and wildly out of her comfort zone. She told Niko that, and then followed it with smirk and a 'no one will believe you.' And she was tight because they don't.

After the first few times, they even got Edwin to start wearing more comfortable clothing.

He had refused for awhile, back straight and unwilling to discuss it. Charles had stepped in, waving the girls off and saying he'd take care of it.

Neither he or Charles said anything specifically about Hell but there's a certain look in their eyes whenever something comes up in relation to it.

Eventually Edwin does start to change onto more comfy clothes. Always something dark, never light colors.

And it's definitely a Hell thing with the way Charles is barely a half step behind him when he looks like this, extra vulnerable without his usual clothing, and how he occasionally look at Charles like he's just making sure he's still there.

It's easy to sink into quiet. It feels safe, far way. They're a little space all their own here.

Crystal and Charles take the outer edges, half because Niko and Edwin like to be next to each other and half something unspoken passing between them, a fierce protective feeling as they watch Niko and Edwin happily tilt their heads at the show, the soft lights casting their skin in flickering colors, and honestly just looking painfully... beautiful.

Kingham and Litty's muffled, vulgar critiques of the shows are hardly audible but occasionally clear enough that it has them smothering a laugh.

Ghosts don't really need to sleep. Edwin has reminded them of this numerous times and it seems pretty accurate but there are always exceptions.

No one has said anything out loud yet but Edwin seems to need more rest after his second trip to hell and everything with Esther.

Charles can stay up all night if he doesn't get distracted by Edwin. He'll lay down next to him and watch the lights over his skin, the shadows on his face, sometimes stroking his face or running his hand through his hair.

It's disgustingly cute and no matter how many times it happens, Niko always starts vibrating from happiness when she notices.

Charles loves these nights. All of his favorite people safe, happy and in one place. He gets affection from everyone and it soothes the caretaker in him.

Crystal drinks enough coffee that her sleep cycle isn't very regular so it usually ends up just her and Charles awake in the very early hours of the morning.

She doesn't mind. Niko is a warm weight against her hip and her little snores make Crystal smile. Sometimes she wakes Niko up when she goes to lay down and there's some angry grumbling before the little snores start again.

Sometimes, one of them will have a nightmare. It could be any of them really, they've all got enough issues. A lot of the times it's Niko or Edwin though, especially since Crystal and Charles don't usually really fall asleep.

Niko just opens her eyes and sits up, a hand often at her chest while she looks over each of them. Her dreams are more sad than they are violent.

Edwin will wake up with a sharp inhale and hard twist of his body before he goes completely quiet and still. Charles handles those too.

There's the sounds of the blankets moving as they readjust, the low sound of Charles talking for a little bit before things get quiet again. They always end up even more tangled up together than they were previously.

🌙🪐🌙🪐🌙🪐🌙🪐

[marblepasta-creepyhornet]

Usually don’t send requests, but since you asked: which creeps do you think would take psychic damage from a friend or partner who purposefully misuses slang? Just thought to ask cus I thought Ben would probably have a physical reaction and I think that mental image was funny lol 

———

Characters used: Ben, Jeff, and EJ, Tim

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BEN:

He’ll cringe. No questions.

Now, I headcanon Ben as a self-taught modern-day gamer in the creepypasta universe (as in he’s bought every modern day consoles and devices and has slowly learned the mechanics and is now an expert), he’s got a plethora of video games for all his devices, his PC, consoles, Nintendo switch, and even his old DS!

So imagine when he’s showing you a new game he got for his switch….

But then immediately regrets it.

As you were sat in his lap, watching him play, you just casually drop, “Wow, Ben! This game looks so litty on fleek, fam!”

MF hasn’t EVER put his hands on you, but he is now-

He pushed you off his lap and looked at you like you kicked a puppy!

“I…I can’t even look at you,” he’d be all dramatic, “I don’t know who that was, but I NEVER wanna see them again!”

You’d just be laying in the floor in a puddle of giggles.

———

Jeff:

It would happen on a mission. You and Jeff were targeted with killing a family and to leave none of them alive!

So, let’s say the targets son was a bit more than Jeff bargained for, so you swooped in and had to save the day, managing to tie the kids arms behind his back, “GET FUCKING YEETED, SCRUBLORD!”

Radio silence.

“WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?!”

“What do you mean? Like, we gotta yeet him, you catching my driftwood, fam? No cap!”

At this point Jeff just rubs his temples and finishes off the target by stabbing him. His brain too absorbed in other things to try and decipher whatever you’re talking about.

Soon after you two left, blood stained and all, Jeff spoke up, “Please, never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, talk like that again!”

“Alright fine! No need to get so hostile, we gucci lit” you finished off with finger guns and a sly chuckle.

“(N/N)!”

———

EJ:

You were sick. Like, contagious sick.

So, per Jack’s orders, no leaving his infirmary only for the bathroom, always cough and sneeze into the elbow and not the hand, use tissues sparingly, wash your hands, and take showers to help alleviate headaches and open up your sinuses.

Unrelated, but don’t worry, he’s made sure his baby gets the best comfort, after all, he needs you well rested and feeling better! 🥺💙

It was around 8pm when he knocked on the door before slowly opening it, he was dressed in pajamas holding a bowl of soup, “Hi, love” He’d greet you with a smile, not wearing his mask, as a demon he couldn’t get sick and because he was comfy around you, “How’s my baby doing?” 😭

Of course you’d answer the same way every time, stating you were still sick, just like since the beginning of the week. 😔

“I made you some soup, I know it isn’t much, but it’ll help alleviate some symptoms, and you look like you’re freezing, baby” he’d say while handing you the soup.

You took a few bites of the noodle and a carrot piece, a small moan escaped your lips, “Fuccckk~ This shit is straight bussin’, Jack”

His smile that he had while watching you eat was replaced with one of confusion. “W-what?” 😩

You’d have to suppress a giggle, “What do you mean, ‘what? This soups straight bussin’”

He’d try to understand what you meant, trying to wrack his brain for any semblance of what the word could mean 😭

Overall, confused baby boi :(

Tim (Masky):

Masky angled the binoculars as he let out a low growl, watching as the group of targets were stationed at all access points. “Fuck.” He grumbled before lowering the piece of equipment as he turned to you and Hoodie. “This is gonna be a close call, they’re stationed at all points of access. Do you guys have your weapons?”

Hoodie gave Tim a firm nod as he pulled out his pistol from his hoodie pocket, Masky reached into his duffle bag and pulled out a rifle, cocking it. He was about to ask you when you suddenly grabbed the weapon.

“Whoa! This thing is so fire!” You’d say as you inspected it with awe. “Tim, bro! This gun so fire! This definitely screams ‘I have BDE but I’m not trying to make it a big deal’, you know what I mean?”

…

….

“What the actual fuck are you talking about?!” He’d ask in confusion and irritation, quickly yanking his rifle back from you, “And give me that!”

You let out a small yelp when it was harshly yanked from your hands. “Calm down, Timmy, on the DL you’re still on my DTF list frfr. No cap”

Masky silently sat the rifle down, gloved hands pinching the bridge nose of the porcelain mask.

Overall: disappointment, confusion and irritation.

[melefim]

Swearing in Dead Boy Detectives: Masterlist

My Dead Boy Detectives swearing posts are on the way!

I went through each episode and tallied up every curse word I could find, and the results are in!

I’ll be putting up posts for individual episodes, characters, and words- with lots of interlinks to hopefully make navigating everything easy. This post will be the Masterlist, updated with direct links each time a new individual post goes up.

Each post will have charts and graphs, as well as the original lines containing each swear.

Lines in red below are posts that have not gone up yet. Lines in black are up and links should be live. All posts will be tagged as “#dead boy detectives swearing” on my blog.

Episodes:

The Case of Crystal Palace

The Case of the Dandelion Shrine

The Case of the Devlin House

The Case of the Lighthouse Leapers

The Case of the Two Dead Dragons

The Case of the Creeping Forest

The Case of the Very Long Stairway

The Case of the Hungry Snake

Characters:

Edwin Payne

Charles Rowland

Crystal Palace

Niko Sasaki

Jenny Green

David the Demon

Esther Finch

The Night Nurse

The Cat King

Tabby and Calico Cats

Litty

Kingham

Maxine

The Boys Who Killed The Boys (Simon & Charles’ ‘Friend’)

Ghostly Clients

Brad

Hunter

Maren

Twitchy Richie

Crystal’s Parents

Girls in Crystal’s Memories

Non-Cursing Characters

Words:

Fuck

Shit

Bitch

Ass

Damn

Hell

Bloody

Bloody Hell

God

Jesus

Screw

Words said only once

Words said only twice

Words said only thrice

Overall notes/caveats:

-I did a couple double check rewatches, and tried my best to be accurate, but I still might have missed something- if you spot one I’ve not included, please let me know!

- I did not include the episode recaps in the tallies.

- Variations of the same word are grouped together- for example, ‘Shit’ ‘Bullshit’ and ‘BS’ were all counted towards the total for ‘Shit’.

-The exception to this was ‘Bloody’ ‘Hell’ and ‘Bloody Hell’- all three were counted separately.

- If a word was not used as a curse, it was not counted. For example, ‘I spent seventy years in Hell’ was not counted, while ‘What the hell?’ was.

- I am not British, and therefore I’m not 100% on all the British curses. If there were words I wasn’t sure about, they were not included in the tallies, but will appear in the relevant posts as bonus comments. Again, please feel free to correct me if any words were categorized incorrectly and I’ll update the posts!

- I’ll do my best to get them out as quickly as I can, I’m aiming for minimum one a day but will be trying to do more whenever possible.

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If you like lists of things like I do, you can check out my other Dead Boy Detective ones here!

When Charles’ Shirt Color Changes

George Rextrew’s Edwin comic inspo board

Full Soundtrack with timestamps

Moves, Incidents, and Cases masterlist

First pass at finding where the songs in the score are used- full post with timestamps in progress.

[bro-atz]

being sensual in the dark

in which: you go with your friend to a club to meet her fling and his friends, one of his friends grabbing your attention almost immediately

pair: seonghwa/afab!reader

word count: 2.8k

content: smut, clubbing, drinking, drunk sex, completely consensual!

apply for the permanent taglist here! bsitd series: mingi, seonghwa

“This place makes me uncomfortable,” you shivered as you felt boys look at you while you made your way through the crowd.

“We’re in a club,” your friend rolled her eyes. “Pretend we’re at a concert or something.”

You grimaced as a boy got way too close for comfort and ended up running to your friend. You grabbed her arm and stuck close to your friend as you both made your way past the dancing boys and girls. Your friend finally led you to a booth and sat down. You ended up sitting directly next to her. You looked around and noticed that you were seated at a table with eight other boys.

“Say hi,” your friend gestured to you. “This is the friend I was telling you all about.”

The boys all waved at you, and you immediately looked down at your lap; you did not want to be there at all. You hated the fact that you were wearing a skin tight little black dress and forced to go out on a Friday night when you would much rather be at home wearing sweats, eating ice cream, and re-watching your favorite show. You sighed before you felt your friend’s elbow nudge your arm, willing you to look up.

“Let me introduce you to the boys,” your friend smiled at you. “From left to right is Jongho, Yeosang, San, Wooyoung, Seonghwa, Yunho, Hongjoong, and Mingi.”

You knew Mingi— he was the boy that your friend did not stop talking about. You bowed your head at the eight boys who either waved or nodded back.

“I’m going to hit the bar for more drinks. Who wants to tag along?” Jongho asked as he stood up.

“I wouldn’t mind,” Yunho stood up, Wooyoung standing up as well.

The three boys left, and your friend got up to sit next to Mingi. Pretty soon, you found yourself sitting in between San and Seonghwa— Hongjoong and Yeosang left to help the other three with drinks— and it felt kind of weird. You weren’t one to be comfortable around strangers you just met, but there was something about the boy seated to your left—

“We brought back drinks!” Wooyoung announced as the five boys returned to the table.

You were handed a beer from San, who got his beer from Yeosang. You took the beer and sipped at it. Suddenly, a shot glass appeared in front of you, and you watched as Jongho poured shots for everyone.

“You’re trying to get me fucked up again, aren’t you?” Mingi asked Jongho.

“We gotta do at least one shot,” Yunho advocated for you all to take the shots.

Hesitantly, you held up your shot glass as everyone held their glasses up to make a toast. After everyone cheered, you took the shot, and you immediately felt yourself get a little buzz from the beer and shot. You started swaying to the music. San, who got up to dance with Wooyoung, Yunho, and Yeosang, asked if you would like to come along. You wanted to say yes, but you ended up shaking your head only because you didn’t want some weird guy touching your butt. Jongho and Hongjoong left to get more drinks after that, leaving you at the table with Mingi, your friend, and Seonghwa. You reached across the table for another beer, only for Seonghwa to push the bottle closer to you. As you picked up the bottle, you felt his arm wrap around you, and you saw him scoot closer to you.

“You have a pretty name,” Seonghwa said loudly as his hand retreated to the edge of the seat behind you.

“What?” You leaned in— you couldn’t hear what he said.

“I said that you have a pretty name!”

“I’m sorry, I can’t hear you! I have a litty mane?”

Seonghwa leaned in so close that his lips were almost touching your ear and said, “Your name is pretty!”

You felt your cheeks heat up. You leaned back and replied shyly, “Oh, thank you!”

You both smiled at each other before returning to your drinks. Unable to start a new conversation, the two of you looked around and noticed from across the table that Mingi and your friend were flirting with each other and sharing light kisses. You looked away abruptly as Seonghwa sighed and turned to you. He leaned in again and said loudly over the music, “They do that a lot.”

You nodded and replied just as loud, “I can tell by the way she talks about him.”

Seonghwa chuckled and pointed to the exit while saying, “Want to go out and talk so that we don’t lose our voices?”

You nodded. Seonghwa stood up and held his hand out for you to take. After helping you up and out of the booth, he led you away from the tables, the dance floor, and the bar to a hallway in the club that was not as noisy. There were a lot of couples making out, making you visibly uncomfortable to be in such a provocative setting with someone you just met. Seonghwa must’ve noticed your discomfort because he then led you further away. Soon, you were outside the club entrance.

“Do you not go to clubs often?” Seonghwa asked as you both stood outside.

“No,” you shook your head. “My friend dragged me along because she felt bad about neglecting me.”

“Well, I’m glad she dragged you out.”

You looked at him, and you were finally able to get a better look at his face now that you were standing under a streetlamp instead of in a dark club with flashing lights that made it impossible to truly see something. You felt your heart begin to race as you observed his delicate features. His eyes were so pretty, and when he smiled with his teeth, you were blinded by how beautiful he was. He got distracted with a noise, so he turned his head towards the source of the noise, and you got to see the delicate slope of his neck accompanied with his accentuated jawline. You felt butterflies tornado through your stomach as he ran his tongue over his lower lip. Luckily, you managed to snap out of your trance before he could notice.

Seonghwa pulled his phone out of his pocket. He sighed upon seeing the text on the screen. “Wooyoung’s wondering where we are. What should I tell him?” He asked you.

“That we’ll be there soon… I don’t want to go back in just yet.”

Seonghwa nodded as he replied to the text. Without looking up, he asked, “Because you don’t want to be in the club or because you would rather be out with me?”

“Both.”

“Oh?”

You nodded slightly. Truth be told, you wanted to get to know him better, but you were too shy to explicitly say so. Maybe if you had another couple drinks in your system, you would be able to say something to him. But, you were unable to vocalize that, so you hoped that he would catch onto what you were trying to tell him.

Seonghwa did catch on. He responded to the text, and without a word, he took your hand in his and began walking. You had to slightly jog to keep up with his fast pace, but nonetheless, you were able to keep up. Rather than take you to yet another club, he took you to a taco place. The place was really small and had no seating, and above all, had no drinks.

“What…? Why are we here?” You asked him.

“Just wait.”

The man greeted one of the employees at the counter, the employee returning the greeting with a slight nod. They walked to the soda machine that sat in the back of the tiny place and pressed a couple of the buttons on the machine before the door opened. Your jaw dropped as you realized that behind the machine was a passage to another place.

Seonghwa gestured for you to head in first, and immediately after walking in, you saw the most gorgeous speakeasy with a jazz band in the far corner of the place. Everything was bathed in shades of orange and brown, and you felt yourself fall in love with the place at first sight— it was so much better than the club in your opinion.

As you sat at the bar next to Seonghwa, the two of you talked about what felt like everything under the sun. He kept feeding you drinks (and water so that you wouldn’t cut the night short by getting too wasted), and the tipsier he got, the closer he was sitting to you. You were honestly surprised to see that he had such a high tolerance since he was drinking way more than you. At some point, maybe around his fifth drink or so, he placed his elbow on the countertop and leaned his head on his hand as he looked at you with sultry eyes.

“What is it?” you asked as you took a sip of your drink. “You keep staring at me.”

“Sorry, I think I had a little too much to drink,” Seonghwa responded while laughing. “My face is getting red, isn’t it?”

You observed Seonghwa’s face. You couldn’t really tell because of the lights, making you lean closer towards him. Your lips were within millimeters of each other the closer you got to observe his face, and upon that realization, your heart started racing. His beautiful face was flushed slightly and only got redder as the two of you made eye contact.

His eyes silently asked for consent, and you nodded slightly. He leaned in and kissed you tenderly. His arm wrapped around your waist, and his hand cupped your cheek.

You didn’t know how long you were kissing him for. He was so good at kissing that you couldn’t help but find yourself drawn into his everything. You brought your hands to his shoulders and held onto them lightly as he leaned back, winked, and kissed you one more time.

The kisses only escalated from there. You wanted more from the man. Quickly, you both closed your tabs, and he took you to his place while maintaining a respectful distance from you as you sat in the cab with him. Upon entering his place, you managed to find the bedroom all on your own. You left the lights in his room off, the lights from the city illuminating the room barely. You stumbled onto his bed and reached out for him.

“How do you feel right now? You did drink a lot tonight,” Seonghwa voiced his concern.

He knelt on the bed and sat close to you— he didn’t turn the lights on either.

“I want to make you feel the same way I do right now.”

“And what is that feeling?”

You grabbed the collar of his shirt with one hand and pulled him towards you while your back rested on the bed so that he was pinning you down. Your fingers outlined his muscles as you ran them down his tightly clothed arms and bit your lower lip. You didn’t need to utter a single word— Seonghwa understood.

The way he had his hand on your waist drove you insane. Even through the fabric, you could feel his thumb rub your ribcage as he brought his lips to yours, your hands immediately cupping his face, your fingers slowly trailing down so that they rested on his neck. His invasive tongue twirled around yours. You had your eyes closed as he extended the chain of kisses for what felt like an eternity, accentuating his fiery touch. You loved the way he trailed his hand up your leg and to your thigh, pushing your dress up to reveal your panties. You opened your legs slightly more to give him a little more access to you.

His body slowly started rolling against yours as his fingers rubbed your still clothed pussy. You decided to get busy unbuttoning his shirt, prompting him to take your panties off. It was only when he stopped kissing you that you opened your eyes to see him run his tongue over his lower lip. He took off his shirt now that you completely unbuttoned it before unzipping your dress and slipping you out of it— he didn’t have to get you out of your bra because the dress would not allow for one in the first place. That being said, he refused to miss the chance of trailing the tips of his fingers along the center of your back.

When you were completely naked, Seonghwa moved down, his lips near the insides of your thighs. Covering your mouth with your hand, you watched as he unleashed that ridiculously rude tongue of his and ran it along your entrance, his intense eyes gazing at you. He sucked on your clit with such intensity that you felt your entire body lurch, a sweet moan escaping through your pursed lips.

Seonghwa had his hands on your calves. He pushed your calves towards you so that your knees were close to your chest and your legs were spread wider. When he started pushing his tongue into you, your legs trembled, and you pulled his head away from you before you came.

“Seonghwa…” you whined his name while panting, earning a smirk from him.

He hummed in response. He trailed his tongue up your leg, along your stomach, and to your breast before his mouth planted on your nipples and sucked lightly. Seonghwa’s tongue continued to be incredibly rude as it toyed with your nipple, his lips still pressing against your breast. Your hips were getting restless the more time he spent pleasuring your breasts, and he knew it.

“And how do you feel right now?” Seonghwa asked in a whisper as he sat up and knelt before you.

“Like I can’t take it anymore and desperately need you,” you responded truthfully.

Seonghwa nodded and said, “Me too.”

He quickly grabbed a condom from his nightstand, removed his pants (revealing the the most elegant penis you’d ever seen), and rolled it on quickly before positioning himself and you. He moved one of your legs so that it was resting on his shoulder while the other laid on the bed, his waist pressing in between the gap of your legs. He moved his dick so that it was right at your entrance and held onto you tightly before swiftly entering you. A long moan left your lips as he began moving in and out of you at a steady pace.

“Shit, Y/N… You feel so good and tight,” Seonghwa hissed, his voice low.

The sounds of his grunts along with the slaps of his waist against yours filled the room. You, on the other hand, were desperately trying to hold back your moans. Seonghwa didn’t like that, though. He pressed his lips against yours and nibbled on your lower lip while continuing to thrust, causing your moans to unintentionally slip out.

His thrusts were steady and not as powerful as you were expecting— yet, it still pleasured you beyond belief. The fluidity of his body rolling into yours made you feel incredibly sexy. You felt even sexier when he you heard his breathing get rougher and harder, his breathes suddenly matching his thrusts.

You yelped lightly every time Seonghwa slammed his hips into yours, his strength suddenly overwhelming you. A wave of pleasure overcame your body, and you felt yourself arriving at your climax, but you weren’t quite able to achieve the satisfaction of cumming just yet when he pulled out of you.

Seonghwa kept you on your back and pushed your thighs up, your knees practically meeting your elbows. His thrusts didn’t let up. The bed springs squeaked loudly as he sped up. You didn’t think it was possible for him to thrust any harder than he already had been, but he did just that, and soon, you came.

“Fuck!” you cried as your legs trembled, your fluid covering the bedsheets below you.

In that time, Seonghwa removed his condom, stroked his dick a couple times, then came all over your stomach and breasts. His hot semen trickled down your skin. A long exhale of ecstasy sounded from the man above you. He knelt on his bed once more and sat upright as his breathing returned to normal. You, too, sighed and pushed yourself up so that your back was leaning against his headboard.

“How do you feel now?” Seonghwa asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

“I want more…”

Seonghwa held your waist and guided you to sit up while pulling you closer to him. You saw that his dick was still very firm and ready to go, saliva pooling in your mouth upon seeing it.

“Good, because there’s no way in hell that I’m done yet.”

[elfolfenburg]

SONIC MEETING DIFFERENT VERSIONS OF SHADOW AND SAVING THEM IN DIFFERENT WAYS

I GGRRRGGJGJDNSJSJSHAAJDJCJDBSBSJAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

BCS sonic doesn’t wanna let him down, again. He can’t keep loosing him over and over

As much as sonic cares for his man shadow bro, iz gonna take awhile to save em one by one fr, but baby steps y'know baby steps, also my boy sonic definitely got favs fr insterms of the shadow subprime au

1st: bebe shadow (older brother mode activated)

2nd: dippy shadow (he kinda thinks he cooler now)

3rd: dgaf shadow (getting litty and high up here ykwis🌿)

[birdbrainedboy]

I’m obsessed with this show and fear a hyperfixation anyways here are my thoughts on every character in the show

Edwin Paine: forever my favorite, even back before the show when I read the comics! I think it’s funny that basically every man in the show wants him? I’m intrigued by his character arc throughout the story regarding his sexuality as despite dying in 1916, he seems to have had time to slowly become more accepting of gay people (I’m guessing in part due to Charles, who is pansexual), to the point where there’s only mild internalized homophobia if at all, which just exhibits itself in him denying any possible feelings for Monty. I love how face-value and logical he is while still being a sweetheart

Charles Rowland: he has a pan flag pin on his jacket which confuses me bc can ghosts only wear clothes they would’ve worn when they were alive, or how do ghost clothes work? Because he died in 1989 and I’m near positive he didn’t wear that pin back there. Anyways I do love him but I wonder about some design choices, like the one earring (not sure why it just kinda annoys me). That was more a rant abt his design than his character, which I have nothing notable to say abt since I LOVE HIM he’s so real

Crystal Palace: sometimes she was a bit annoying the way she was trying way too hard to pry into everyone’s lives, but honestly that was just momentary annoyance since nothing could make me hate her. I love how her past was slowly revealed (as someone who already knew it from the comics) and how she came to terms with the person she used to be vs the person she is now. She’s so cool!

David the demon: honestly kind of caught me off guard at first bc the person I’m dating is named David but I actually enjoyed his character. LOVED when Crystal dealt with him in the end. He was very interesting

Niko Sasaki: I love Niko, but I have some problems with her character. First of all, I feel like ditsy anime-loving cutesy Asian girl with dyed hair is a weirdly common trope? But whatever my main issue is that it feels like characters who normalize the fetishization of gay men are so common. Like if Niko had been a guy obsessed with lesbian manga evb would be weirded out, so why is it different? If we ignore all of this tho I absolutely adore her and I’m actually praying she’s in the next season bc she was one of my favorites (esp her relationship w Edwin)

Jenny: She is so hot and cool and funny I’m in love with her

Esther: oh my god words cannot come close to describing how much I love her character. She felt powerless and weak in the past and now she’s become obsessed with making sure nobody has that power over her ever again. She was so fun and I loved her attitude! I’m sure she won’t show up next season, as she was the main antagonist of s1, and while I love her, I kind of hope she doesn’t since I think her arc was finished.

Monty: His personality was like 2020 “soft boy” who acts nice and dumb but is lowkey a manipulator. So obviously this kind of made me like ☠️ bc why is he acting like that… but I still love him to bits because he’s just a crow guys he didn’t ask to be human,, Anyways yeah his personality annoys me but also I love him so much so? It’s confusing. ITS COMPLICATED. I will cry if he’s not in s2

Kingham and Litty: I honestly thought they were annoying but I can’t lie they were so fucking funny. Every time they were on screen I laughed.

Cat King: oh my god. He is so camp. I love him. There’s honestly not much to say he is simply iconic. Love how he’s afraid to be alone so chases after other people, he’s so real AGHH I love him

Night Nurse: Ruth Connell the woman you are… 😍 she reminds me of Muriel from Good Omens, in a way, and I love her! I really hope we get to see more of her in relation to the guy in the fish, and see her get to better understand human emotions and why they choose to cling onto the human world rather than pass on!

[terresdebrume]

Outlook no so good, says the magic eight ball again. Niko has excellent reading comprehension skills and with life, as with literature, denial only gets you so far. Niko breathes. She doesn't cry. It's a surprise. She thinks most people would.

"Aaaaw," says Litty in a mocking tone, "you don't like what the ball has to tell you?"

"Awe you gonna cwy?" Kingham adds, pretending to wipe his eyes.

Niko looks at them. She doesn't think they ever seemed so small before. She thinks she feels sad for them.

"I don't think I'm going to do that," Niko tells them.

She puts them under the sweater. Walks to her closet. Outlook not so good. Well. The message was clear, and Niko has excellent reading comprehension skills.

She didn't bring any full kimono, when she came here, but she has a silvery ensemble that will do the job nicely. She changes into the pants first. Then the top, left panel over right. She puts on the belt that looks like an obi.

She thinks: at least my hair is ready. She goes through her jewelry box like it's something sacred, and pulls on all her white rings and her white pearls. She finds the white nail polish she wore for her father's funeral, and brought to America because she felt bad about throwing the mostly full bottle away.

She paints her nails with more care than she's needed in years. She breathes. She prepares. She does not cry. The bright pink glitter on her eyes fails to make her smile. When she lifts the sweater from the jar again, Litty and Kingham stare at her, open mouthed.

"What the fuck?" Says Kingham first.

"Is that supposed to be a sexy snowman cosplay?" Says Litty. "You gonna go out there and seduce the bigfoot?"

Niko crouches to put her eyes level with them. She does not shiver. She does not cry. When she speaks, there is no tremor in her voice.

"You know, if you had been nicer to me, I'd let you out now."

"What?"

"What?"

She goes to the roof. When Edwin joins her, he says:

"Niko. You do not want to catch your death."

"I won't," Niko says.

After all, Niko has excellent reading comprehension skills.

She knows who'll catch up first.

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