#maybe i’ll add more later

[chiropterophilia]

what do you think different characters post nut clarity thoughts would be?

Depends on the character and the pairing, so I’m just gonna do my favorites <3

Bruce: He cuddles after Clark fucks him, no thoughts, head empty, ass filled. With Talia, he stays awake wondering how he got her. When he jerks off (happens rarely) he has the typical ‘disgusted how’d I think that was a good idea what the fuck’ type thoughts before going to sleep. Clark Bonus: He puts his nose in Bruce’s neck and wraps his arm around his waist, he likes how his boyfriend smells.

Dick: He kind of, curls himself around Wally after sex. He wraps his arms around his waist and chest, and his legs around his calves. He likes feeling close to him. After sex with Kory, he wraps his arms around her waist and nuzzles his face in her chest. After jerking off, if he’s in a good mood, he just goes to bed or eats. If its a bad day, he hugs his pillow and covers himself fully. Wally Bonus: He runs his fingers through Dick’s hair, pulling him as close as he can.

Tim: When he’s the one behind Kon, he rests his chin on Kon’s shoulder, then wraps his arms around Kon’s mid torso (height difference) because he’s kind of protective. He has random thoughts after a solo round, sometimes its things like ‘I should’ve called Kon’ and other times its ‘why are there no people or actual living organisms in the cars movies’

[infinite-insomniac]

That one mouse from the first episode of puppet history is actually the endgame villain. All the mice are going to rise up together to worship Steven or Big Apple Steve.

Steven is secretly pulling strings behind the scenes. He’s created a whole black market jelly bean dealing industry using what he took from the professor and kidnapping other puppets to make his product

the mice who love Steven and think he’s the best person ever and can do no wrong follow his lead and help with smuggling puppets out the window

Steven gets ahold of hologram professor and feeds him jelly beans making him more powerful with the promise of retrieving the professor

Steven needs the professor so that he could make better higher quality jelly beans and more interesting flavors

plus the professors parents have been kidnapped by holo professor, they don’t even realize that

their son is suddenly tiny

very socially inept suddenly

all of this due to the persuasion skills of holo prof

so professor believing his parents are in danger gets taken by the mice to produce jelly beans

[chilegp]

meh

[sandy-castle]

Headcanons: Sandy + JSA playing video games

I don’t think Sandy would be a big video game guy but I think for the sake of team bonding with the younger members of the Jsa he would play nintendo games. Mario and Kirby games obviously but also wii sports and just dance. He’d be really good at Tennis on the wii (he used to play with Wesley and practiced to be good on the wii)

I could see him owning a Nintendo switch when those came out, even if he doesn’t use it very often. He plays animal crossing with Hank and he collected all the korak seeds in botw 1 & 2

Ted Grant tried boxing in wii sports. Sandy helped him strap the remote on so that it doesn’t go flying off and gave him a good pat on the back as if he is his corner man in a real boxing match. Ted lost to Kendra and then couldn’t throw the remote in anger.

Karen and Courtney were both good at boxing tho. They also enjoyed bowling I think. Bowling on the wii was probably a popular relaxation game with the JSA.

Jack Knight brought in guitar hero. He took it with him when he left the JSA and at the next budget meeting everyone voted to set aside money to replace it (plus every accessory that goes with it and any other music game they could find)

[i-sold-my-soul-for-this]

I can’t choose Dollen’s mom—

[cosmictap]

Housekeeping!

Figured it was about time I made one of these

Please feel free to drop anything into my ask box!! I don’t bite

So hi! You can call me Charlie/Cosmic - i’ll pretty much respond to anything lmao, I’m transmasc, he/him :}

Other bits of random information about me: I ride horses, neurodivergent + I’m on the aroace spec *somewhere*

I’ll be posting mostly right now Joker Out and the occasional yelling about new The Magnus Protocol stuff, + other fandom posts (Predominantly COD: Ghosts, The Magnus Archives and Rusty Quill Gaming, Sometimes Stella Firma and Dungeons and Daddies if i’m feeling it)

I have an Ao3 account! It’s not too busy right now but hopefully i’ll get round to writing more for it :)

[aniverse-x]

Bad story idea 5

An angel is sent to earth to kill a demon. The demon is sent to earth to kill an angel. So they’re trying to kill each other. When they finally meet each other, they fight. But after a long battle, someone intervenes, then kill the demon and Angel.

But plot twist, they didn’t die. They were just severely injured, and learned that their powers were stolen. They also learn that in order to survive in their old environment(earth) they must work together to get their powers back from whoever stole it.

trapped on earth together with nothing but each other, they bond while trying to find out who stole their powers. And they also become best friends while also completely forgetting about their old mission.

This story is about how anyone can become friends with each other, despite their origin, personality, traits, etc. ig

[catiuskaa]

@malunar28replies thanks for rebloging my love!

glad you liked it! <3

reggaeton & champagne.

PAIRING! lee minho x reader x bang chan

SUMMARY: you knew better than to go down to the club alone. and that guy should’ve known better than to mess with minho and chan’s property.

REQUESTED! by my pookie @sharonxdevi who requested this here! and it’s such a good idea, tysm for trusting me with it<3

CW: the boys may come off as a little possesive, there’s a touchy douche in the club, mentions of alcohol, it ain’t spicy but surely it’s nsfw.

WC: 2.3k

A/N: so i’ve never even thought of writing poly!skz relationships until now, but i think it came out nicely! (and if you kinda recognize the title— i just spend an unhealthy amount of time watching skz edits on instagram lololol)

[🔹☆💠☆🔹]

The sign of the club glowed with bluish neon lights at the entrance. There was also a man, notebook in hand, receiving IDs prior to welcoming the long queue of people. Although it was not the most expensive nightclub in the city, you could see the difference between it and the rest of the clubs in town, in the sense that the establishment was very tidy and clean, with security personnel scattered around the corners, watching that everything was going out smoothly.

It was unusual for you to want to go out clubbing, but considering the boys’ schedule, any chance to make plans together was welcomed with open arms.

Especially by Minho and Chan, who would never force you to go out, but their lingering stares and their arms that would sneakily clung to your waist or your shoulders —and in some cases, to lovingly slap your ass or thighs—, were meant as a way of encouragement when you dressed up and went for it.

And a way to say that, as always, you looked fine as hell.

You had chosen a short silver-coloured dress that reached your mid-thighs, accompanied by a pair of matching mesh thigh-highs with cute little clips that allowed them to stay in place, only because you knew how to entertain your public, and loved every single second their eyes stayed glued to you as you danced your heart out.

The music pounded against the walls and reverberated through the floor, but not as much as how the booze traveled through your veins, only giddy enough to celebrate how well their last tour had gone, and merely to have some well-deserved fun.

Minho’s hands grasped you by your waist, pulling you off Chan’s arms and smirking as he pushed your back flush against his body.

One of his hands remained in place, but the other one moved slowly, tempting fingers heading down to your thighs, as if walking, the motion almost ticklish. You could feel his cat-like grin from behind you as you looked at Chan, who wasn’t mad at all, rather cheekily enjoying the other man’s antics as you kept dancing against him, following the rhythm of the music.

Chris got closer to the both of you, taking your arms and settling them on his shoulders as he approached even further, now the two gentlemen dressed in fine clothes towering over you.

“Our princess is feeling good today, huh?” His hand cradled your face, holding your chin in a tender grasp, unlike Minho, who started to play with one of the clips on your high mesh stockings.

You were about to say something, but Minho tugged at one of the straps and chuckled next to your ear, slapping it back. Your breath hitched, and you bit your lip, feeling the blush rising to your cheeks, the light foundation you had applied not being able to cover it.

Chris snickered, and Minho lightly bit the shell of your ear, and they both laughed as you squirmed in between their arms.

“Ok, ok—!” You giggled, out of breath due to the tickling and else. You didn’t want to leave just yet, but didn’t want to stop teasing your boys either.

Tugging on Chan’s collar, you propelled him forward, his hands ending on Minho’s shoulders by reflex. You moved your body in between both of them, swaying your hips, playing with Chris’ hair as you turned your head to face the man behind you, and chuckled, biting his lip.

They both felt a rush of blood heading to their face—and downwards—, but you stopped Chan for pushing you against Minho even more, one of your soft hands nonchalantly moving from the back of his neck to his chest, cheekily stroking his toned upper body.

“I think we can use some more drinks, gentlemen.” Your tone was filled with an enticing mockery only powered by their presence, and you licked your lips, feeling Minho’s slender fingers playing with the rim of your dress, tapping your thigh gently.

“I think we should head to the VIP lounge.” He grunted against your ear, his breath tickling your there, but the gentle yet lust-filled kisses he left right below started driving you a bit crazy. “Whaddya think, Chan?” Minho smirked, swiftly lifting his head from your neck to stare at the older man.

With all the mix of bright coloured lights, you could notice slightly how Chris’ eyes grew darker. Almost so dark that they could fuck you themselves, and you squeezed your thighs at the thought.

“I think our little brat needs to learn that teasing won’t get her anywhere, hyung.” Minho’s slender fingers playfully traced mindless shapes on your thigh.

The older man swallowed hard, his breath deepening.

“Guess you’re on thin ice, princess.” He leaned in, and pecked Minho’s lips from above your shoulder. He then turned slightly, and spoke in your ear. “You have ten minutes to go get those drinks. Go up the VIP platform right after, like the good girl you are, mmh?”

His hum almost echoed through your body, falling into an endless pit of arousal that those two gorgeous men had created, now able to make you feel hot and bothered in just a cheeky wink or a deep look.

Making you oh so weak for them. Only them.

“Heard that, kitten?” Minho smirked, lovingly kissing your cheek, as close as he could to the corner of your lips. “Ten minutes. Tick-tock.”

You tried heading towards the bar without your knees giving out as they both moved away, and instantly missed their warmth and strong hold on your body. But before you could even try, Chris tsked, pulling you back to him and almost fiercely planting a deep kiss that lit fire on your body, and almost made you whine when he pulled away, biting your lip.

“Fuck.” He gasped, feeling breathless. “Make that five minutes for daddy, yeah?”

And with a tap on your hips and a teasing wink, he left, following where Minho had gone.

You were unable to wipe the giddy smile off your face, feeling your cheeks get hot, and you patted them, hoping that your slightly cooler hands would do something to low it down.

Shaking your head lightly, you waved at the bartender, a tall, blond and handsome young man, and he gave you a kind smile. You sat on the stool closest, and he approached you, leaning on the counter.

“Nice seeing you here for a change.” He said with a snicker.

“Wish I could say the same, Hyunjin.” You wiggled your eyebrows almost dramatically, making him laugh.

“Your three usuals, beautiful?” He asked with a grin, and you nodded. “Comin’ right up.”

You watched as he gracefully started to show off his abilities, passing drinks and metal cups and bottles in flashes and zooms, controlling every move so swiftly.

But then, you felt a hand on your waist.

“Sorry, scooching up real quick…” said a low voice from behind you.

His hands brushed your back, making you shiver. But it was a bad shiver. One that swiped away the giddiness your boys had left, but not as quickly as your smile took off.

The bold man dizzily sat on a stool that could’ve easily been a foot or two away, and your body relaxed easily at the new-formed distance.

You stared at him in a mix of slight disgust and raw astonishment. Used to your boys and the rest of the group, or people like Hyunjin, one could easily forget that people weren’t always respectful, nice and kind.

He noticed your blank stare, and misinterpreted it as interest. With a wide smile, he bent down, grabbing one of the legs of the stool you were sitting on, and smoothly moved it closer to his.

Another shiver ran through your back, goosebumps showing on your skin.

He smiled, and you held back a frown.

“Besides looking that sexy, what else do you do for a living?”

…

yikes.

That line didn’t only give you the ick, but you also noticed Hyunjin physically flinched, which made you snort, quickly covering your mouth.

The man was so drunk. You could smell it on his breath, and the guy looked rather pathetic. You didn’t feel too sorry for him, but wanted him as far as possible, and you moved to the edge of your stool.

The man looked proud of your giggles, but grew restless when you didn’t reply, so he took a sip from the glass of whiskey in front of him, kind of as if he hadn’t had anything to drink in a while.

You sat up straight, glaring at Hyunjin so he’d call security if things turned complicated, and he winked at you as a form of reassurance.

“Do you, eh, come here often?” He blurbed out.

You looked at your hands, staring at your nails, and waited for a second before giving him a side-eye from above your shoulder, slender eyes looking uninterested.

Quickly going back to your nails, you shrugged. “Enough to know that you don’t.” You brushed off coldly.

If you did, you’d know that I’m happily taken.

He stammered, his breath hitched, and you could almost feel him start getting even more nervous, as well as slightly angry.

“Huh? Why’s that?” He scoffed, eyebrows raised at you, who again, didn’t bother to look at him, a bit wary of his moody attitude.

Hyunjin smiled at you, coldly glaring at the clueless man next to you as he swiftly left the three drinks in place, pressing the red button underneath the counter to call for help.

The man smirked, going back to a confidence you didn’t want to know where he had gotten.

Placing his arm sneakily on your waist.

Huh?

“All those for you?”

Before you could react and slap him for his unrequested bold actions, you heard a grunt behind you.

“You gotta be fucking kidding me.”

At that moment, Chan wasn’t so sure if he was the pacific one in your relationship.

He trusted you and your ability to set your own boundaries, by any means necessary, even if it meant slapping someone across the face.

And he knew them by heart. He had watched how you grimaced, trying to take this drunkard’s hands away from you.

So he helped you by slapping them off your body.

As ‘gently’ as he could.

“Move aside.” He said in a low growl, failing to relax until you moved your hand and took his, squeezing it as a way of thanking him.

Instead of getting the hint, the man frowned.

“Hey, if you can’t tell, I was trying to—”

Minho scoffed, appearing behind the man.

“Keep babbling around our girl and I’ll give you a story to tell.” He said in a dark, low tone of voice, eyes and tongue so sharp that they could almost pierce right through the man. “Now shoo.”

Security came by a minute after and apologized for not taking care of him before, then fined him, following the nightclub’s rules and finally kicked the man out.

One of the security guys approached the three of you, and bowed swiftly, apologizing.

“I’m really sorry. This guy has already annoyed some other customers before. I’ll speak to the owner of the place and see if there is something we can do regarding his situation. As for you, miss…” He gave you his card, and you smiled at him, bowing your head gently.

“My name is Seo Changbin. If you ever need anything…” he sighed, a hand to his nape, the buff man slightly flustered. “Don’t hesitate to call me. I can’t think of another way to compensate you…”

Chan smiled, and shook hands with the security guard.

“No need to worry, mate. It’s fine now.” He stated calmly, his other hand still engulfing yours.

Minho bowed at him, his arm around your waist, as if trying to erase any marks or traces of the drunkard’s touch.

“Home, love?” He said in a gentle whisper, kissing your temple after you nodded. “S’okay.”

Minho opened the door to the car for you, and Chan’s hand never left your thigh the whole way back home.

As soon as you got back, you let out a tired sigh.

Chris hugged you from behind, and you melted under his touch. With a soft grin, Minho ushered Chan’s arms away from you, and swiftly took you in his arms.

“Sleepy?” The older one asked, but you shook your head. You didn’t want the night to end on this note. “Then I’ll go get something. You guys get going.” He smiled at you, eyes soft as he lovingly stroke your cheek, your face resting on Minho’s shoulder.

With a slight smirk, he patted Minho’s butt, and headed to his studio.

“Bang Chan!” He whisper-yelled, ears red, and you chuckled lowly.

“Cheeky little baby.” Minho cooed at you, heading to your shared room, and you giggled softly, hiding your head on the crook of his neck. “Let us take care of you, yeah?”

You moved your head from his neck and pecked his lips. Minho took you to bed, and tenderly took your heels off.

“Shower?” He asked softly, but you shook your head no, so he nodded, taking off your dress. With a cat-like grin, his fingers went back to your thighs.

“You have to wear these more often, you little tease.” He snickered, and you smiled, blushing softly. “You look so good in everything.” He said, stroking your cheek.

Chan quickly came back, fluffy blankets and laptop with him.

“Movie night!” He smiled, almost childishly, and both your and Minho’s heart tugged on your chests.

They took their fancy clothes off and put on sleeveless shirts and the matching pyjama pants you had gifted them for Christmas, who were at first meant as a joke, but remained being used just because how comfy they were.

There, snuggled between Chan and Minho, you smiled, taking both of their hands.

“I’m hungry.” You said, pouting unconciously.

“We can make popcorn if you want.” Christ suggested, pausing the movie.

You sat in your knees, looking at them with a smirk.

Minho smirked back, starting to guess where this was headed.

“What do you want to eat, kitten?”

You snickered.

“I want to have ramen.”

~kats, who hopes everyone understood that kdrama reference just now ;););););)

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah]

I’m gonna need people to recognize how debilitating bipolar is a little bit more. I save my own life 3-5 times every few months and like, it’s just what’s expected of me.

[nolongerexistingsadcatface]

Things America has done in Scotland’s first floor bathroom:

Cracked her head open on the counter

Given herself a stick and poke (very badly)

Given herself a stick and poke (very well)

Dyed her hair the colors of the Irish flag because St Patrick’s Day

Had a breakdown

Threatened to shave her hair off

Shaved her hair off

Discovered European tampons don’t have applicators

Chain smoked

Almost! died from smoke inhalation

[valcaine]

I am a year older, now . 🎂

‼️‼️The Biggy Piggy ref upon ye‼️‼️

Some of my art will alternate on his design depending, but this is the basic one I will be using as of now !! gaze upon my works and despair

[knockknockwhosthereartistism]

Merry Christmas y’all

[responsetoloneliness]

guys did i eat

sorry i haven’t posted in months i was tired 😪

[artbyfinnbrown]

Tier List of how good Re:Zero characters are at killing Subaru

[finsmultiverse]

We’re shifters, of course we make a new script every time we watch a new show or movie

We’re shifters, of course we spend a little bit too much time pretending to have conversations with our comfort characters

We’re shifters, there are some parts of our scripts that will never see the light of day

We’re shifters, of course we have at least one cringy self-indulgent scenario scripted for our DR

We’re shifters, of course we get flashbacks whenever someone says they have to lay down in a starfish position when trying to shift

We’re shifters, of course we daydream about our DR and tell ourselves that’s a real shifting attempt

We’re shifters, of course people in this reality don’t know us as well as our comfort characters do

We’re shifters, of course we spend more time thinking about how badly we want to leave this reality than thinking about whatever we’re doing here

shifters, you’ve seen that tiktok trend that’s like “we’re ____, of course we ______” right?

what are things shifters do that other people just wouldn’t understand? (besides the obvious of crossing the multiverse lmao)

[ratwithhands]

I'm gonna be joining Art Fight this year, so I boosted Cybernetic/ZA Emmet's model sheet ^^ He's honestly one of my favourite AUs based on concept but I just don't draw him much. Vivianite is also here, I should also probably draw him more.

Anyways idrk what else to add, but hopefully I’ll see some of you guys on artfight! Best of luck to everyone joining and hope it’ll be fun ^^