#lots of love and hugs! *-*

[hacked-by-jake]

Sometimes I wonder if Jake could had a stepfather before and how Jake dealt with it, if it's all ok for him or not. What you think about it?

Ohh, interesting but hard question, to be honest. I think we never spoke about this before.

What makes this question hard is probably that the first thought many of us are going to have is like the typical cliché. A very bad stepfather. Because this could add to the general, sad story behind Jake and what made him be how he is now. First a father he doesn’t know, who has nothing to do with him. And depending on what his mom told him, maybe he even thought that his biological father doesn't want to have anything to do with his son. And after that, a stepfather who was a bad person. Or a stepfather who was generally not too bad, but had a lot to criticize about Jake, which of course makes him a bad person.

Of course it's possible that he had a stepfather. And I think the only problem was that Jake probably has struggles with accepting new people in his life. But I think he wanted his mom to be happy. He wanted his mom to find someone to spend her life with and all. So I don't think he would be someone to say "I don't like that, stop." I think he was very supportive with that.

But I think he would be someone to protect his mom. So if he had a very bad feeling about a partner, he would probably try to tell his mom and try to make her see what he sees. But I don't think he would put stones in their way if he's not feeling bad about a person.

But in general, I don’t know, I imagine him without a stepfather. I feel more like he and his mom were alone but together, you know. Just a two person team who fought for each other. With a strong bond and no one was allowed to come into it's way. It would also fit his story.

Most of us are sure he lost his mom. Not because he had to run away. Many of us have the theory that she was sick and even passed away because of it. So it made him a lonely person. Without anyone to fight for. And maybe that's even why he did what he did. The thing that made him be wanted by the government.

Of course, it could be that from time to time, his mother found someone but rarely and they were alone most of the time.

All of that is possible. But as for me, I picture him not having a stepfather. I can't really explain why. But I think it's as I said, I imagine him being alone with his mom but the two were a strong team, fighting for each other. And after that, he was left with no one. (Besides a couple of people he knew, like some friends or anything. Since he mentioned it in episode 10).

Yeah, I believe that's all what I can say for now. And I hope it was a bit interesting or understandable for you, dear Anon. Thank you so much for asking. I mentioned it often, I know, but I simply adore talking about such things. About Jake. Heh. And I always feel honoured when someone asks for my thoughts about it. So thank you. And I hope you will have a fantastic day/evening/night. Take care of yourself and stay healthy and safe! 💚

[dr-spectre]

How does Frequent.Squidsisters on instragram cook EVERY SINGLE TIME?!!?!?!

"Oh yeah, you think Callie is cute and pretty? Guess what bitch, BAM! Put her in a crop top with a nice green coat, jeans and a large belt, you bitchhh!"

You can even see a tiny bit of the octopus tattoo holy fuck.

Im going feral here. I'm losing my marbles. I'm jumping up and down. I'm going bananas. I'm giggling and swooning.

....I love her.

[felis-rach]

Here, have some gay robots!

[vaguely-concerned]

rook falling asleep on the red couch in the lighthouse dining room while lucanis is making dinner....... they were helping out by keeping him company and peeling and chopping potatoes for a while there but then the potatoes are done and the room is so safe and warm and smells like coffee and good food and lucanis is trying to explain something to spite and his voice is low and soft and good to listen to and rook's eyes only slip closed for a moment. they'll get up to save the world again or whatever in a second just. one moment. while the world is warm and kind. and then they're being shaken gently awake an hour later because it's time to eat and everyone's starting to drift hopefully dinner-wards

[rjshope]

MiniMoni + their bond

for @outroindigo✨

[suokumi]

just a beautiful blue naga resting in hot spring<3

Moon is from the coiled around the fine line between love and fear by @crazedauthor

[forgetful-nerd]

Raph’s progression from begrudging accepting hugs to being the one giving them freely and openly was really cute to me.

This turtle is physically affectionate your honor.

[technically-human]

Beings and entities, @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are has once again approached me with an amazing concept, so we present to you... a fusion, Steven Universe style! we're calling him Charwin because we can't be creative all the time.

AND there's lore. It's us, of course there's lore.

I tried to include it in the comics themselves, but basically, there was a case of dissappearing ghosts. Just like Esther, the people behind this were trying to use the pure energy to their advantage. These rocks are supposed to amplify the energy, but it kept resulting on the ghosts dissipating. The boys were captured and experimented on (yes that's horrifying. Not pictured here because... the reverse verse is angsty enough, so I wanted this one to be a bit more fluffy), but since they both went through Hell, they're stronger than your average ghost, and the rocks stayed on! The fusion was an unexpected side effect.

Plus he can make a weapon appear! it is just an oil lamp though.

[kimtaegis]

JIN HUGS JIN HUGS! for @jinstronaut ♡

cr. namuspromised, dwellingsouls, 0613data

[zu-is-here]

During the post dark cream arc where Cross was pregnant with Aim, is it possible for Aim to mive and kick while in the soul…? And if so is it painful for Cross+

continuing @clownyclowns' comic's topic <3

[fungi-maestro]

Happy tdov to fat trans people. 🏳️‍⚧️ Biggest thing that helped me as a trans kid was seeing older fat trans people. There were a lot of really irritating "advice" posts going around early in my time on the internet with a lot of misinformation in them, but one that I constantly saw (in addition to people claiming you should wear your pants rediculously low or only wear button ups) were posts saying you had to lose weight to transition. Can confidently confirm that is completely untrue. 👍

[lazylittledragon]

How was Astarion during Kits birth? I feel like he’d panic tbh

i think he would be his regular flippant self to hide that he was SHITTING BRICKS

[mctwinkdom]

Something something landoscar hugging after each other's podium, when one is changed and the other's still in his fireproofs, never for the cameras, Lando's big smile and wide hand on Oscar's back

[viperify]

oneshots | ᴛᴏᴍ ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ X ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

₊˚ෆ Tulips And Kisses.

Short Summary: Tom makes sure you start your birthday in the best way possible.

Warnings: 18+ only! oral f!receiving, fingering, praise, slight overstim

A/N: Happiest Birthday to my lovely wife aka @riddleswhcre!!! May you have the best day ever… here a little treat to get you started ;)

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A soft kiss to your forehead wakes you, eyelids fluttering open slowly. Weak sun rays fight their way through the cloudy mid-February sky, a soft warmth spreading through your body as they touch your skin.

“Good morning, darling.” a voice beside you drawls, smooth like velvet, your lips curling up into a smile when your eyes meet his gaze. Tom presses a tender kiss to your lips then, swiping a strand of hair out of your face.

“I brought you these,” he murmurs, revealing a bouquet of tulips he’s been hiding behind his back. “Your favourite.”

“Tom, these are beautiful,” you whisper, sitting upright on the bed to get a closer look. They are a soft pink colour, decorated with Gypsophilas, wrapped in foil with a pink ribbon on one side.

“Beautiful flowers for the most beautiful girl.” He answers casually, stroking your hair as you lean into his side. Then he kisses you again, sitting down beside you. He smirks against your lips, pulling back slightly as his eyes meet yours.

“I might have something else, too.”

You lift an eyebrow, a grin tugging at the corner of your lips. “And that is?”

He then gently pulls the sheets off your body, slipping in between your thighs.

“This.”

He presses a kiss to the inside of your knee next, tugging on your silky white shorts, urging you to lift your hips for him. When you do, they are quickly disregarded on the other side of the bed, and his fingertips graze along the lace of your panties while he trails soft kisses up your inner thigh.

“Don’t tease,” you whine, earning a smug grin from him as he looks up at you from between your legs. His thumb trails lower then, a low groan falling over his lips as he feels the already damp patch on your panties, swiping over the soaked fabric.

“So eager for me. Good girl.” He purrs, tracing over your clothed clit softly, watching as your face contorts in pleasure, hips bucking against his touch. Small pleas fall over your lips, hands tightly gripping at the sheets as your thighs tremble in anticipation.

Tom loves to have you like this—all worked up, whining and begging for him. Normally, he would tease you for longer, take his time, make you earn his touch. However, today, his focus lies on you and your pleasure.

So he doesn’t tease you any longer, ridding you of your panties. His thumb swipes through your soaked folds just a second later, first slipping one, then a second finger inside you, curling them with precision. A sharp gasp escapes your lips as his head dips, tongue lapping over your clit before his lips wrap around the swollen bud, gently sucking on it.

“Oh— oh fuck, Tom—“ you hiss as he drags his teeth over it, a firm hand keeping your thighs open for him. His fingertips brush over your most sensitive spot with every thrust of his hand, and before you know it, a familiar sensation forms in the pit of your stomach.

He mumbles something for you inaudible against your bare cunt, the vibrations of his voice pushing you to the brink of ecstasy, your walls greedily clenching around his fingers. The knot in your lower abdomen winds impossibly tighter, your breath coming out in short, ragged huffs. “Let go, darling.” Tom encourages you, briefly withdrawing from your clit only to lick and suck on it harder when his lips wrap around the puffy bud once more.

With his fingers picking up pace, you soon enough tumble over the edge with a shaky moan, thighs trembling as he works you through your orgasm perfectly, not leaving up until your body goes limp beneath his touch.

Vision still blurry, mind hazy with the aftereffects of your orgasm, you don’t realize he doesn’t have any intent of stopping just yet—only when his fingers slowly drag against your sensitive walls again, you whimper softly, small “no’s” spilling over your lips as you shake your head.

“You can take it,” he whispers, his thumb softly circling over your sensitive clit, “be good for me and take it.”

You nod, reluctantly, relaxing against the soft mattress underneath you. Tom doesn’t waste much time before his head dips between your legs again, tongue swiping through your folds before he finds your clit, gently, teasingly lapping on it. His arms keep your thighs parted for him, pinning you firmly underneath him when you try to squirm away from his touch.

You squeal when his lips close around your sensitive bud, fingers tangling in his dark curls. He doesn’t let up, not even when you tug on his hair—which he normally does not allow. Tom’s working your body like magic, every thrust of his fingers bringing you closer to the edge, and just when you think you can’t do it, you can’t put up with the overwhelming amount of pleasure—

“Too much— fuck Tom, too much!” You cry out, though, your body betrays your words. Your hips roll against his touch instead, chasing the pleasure even as you whimper in protest. And there you are again—eyes rolling to the back of your head, walls trembling around him.

“Mmmh. Come for me, pretty girl.” He mumbles against your skin, enough to send you over the edge. The waves of your orgasm wash over you, even stronger than the one before, your entire body spasming in pleasure as you come undone around his digits once more.

Your head sinks back into your pillow, cunt weakly pulsing. He slowly withdraws his digits as you come down from your high, leaving you empty. You don’t notice him leaving as you lay there, boneless, mind still spinning. Only when he returns with a wet cloth, wiping between your legs, a soft whimper escapes your lips, and you meet the gaze of his chocolate-brown eyes. You watch him intently before he sits down beside you, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart.”

[seeleybooth]

[takatul]

Twisted Wonderland self-aware!Yuu except they’re empathic.

When I say self-aware!Yuu I don’t mean a scenario where Yuu transmigrated into Twisted Wonderland with memories intact.

When I say self-aware!Yuu I mean someone who knows themselves better than anyone else.

They know they have flaws. They know that, sometimes, their flaws will get in the way. Whether it’s shutting down emotionally, not being able to express themselves properly, or something to do with a physical ability. Their flaws will always follow them around. Even in Twisted Wonderland.

And yet, self-aware!Yuu is still kind. Still loving all of their strengths and flaws.

Ace needing a place to stay after Riddle off’d-his-head? “Yes, of course you can sleepover.”

Deuce breaking down after letting his delinquent side out? “No, you’re not a bad guy— you just protected me and Grim from those bullies!”

Riddle having a crisis after his overblot? “I don’t accept your apology. Not yet at least. But I can understand why acted this way… you’re allowed to feel angry about your past. You didn’t deserve that kind of treatment.”

No matter how wrong the opponent is, self-aware!Yuu always empathizes with them in the end.

Maybe one day, someone confronts them about it. I can see Leona or Azul or Rollo and maybe Jamil. They’re people who have experienced and or seen how terrible people can be.

“Why are you so nice all the time? You’re too thought. Too kind. Good people like you always end up last.”

Perhaps self-aware!Yuu will look at them with a stoic face. Perhaps a shocked expression, accompanied by a frantic gasp. Perhaps even small laugh at their question. And just as the confronting student was about to retort again, self-aware!Yuu will smile.

“Well, I’m not a good person. I just do what I think is right.”

Self-aware!Yuu will sit down, watching activities unfold around them— heart still bursting full of kindness. They’ll pat the empty space beside them. An invitation, but it’s up to the student to take the initiative.

“It’s everyone’s first time living after all. May as well make it kind.”

Soon enough, if the student plucks their courage, they’ll sit and slowly learn how to become self-aware too.

banner credit: @bunnysrph