#my name so hee

[gongedtornado]

this is super rough but…. gummigoo’s mom interpretation

(more ramblings in tags)

finished interpretation here!!!

[amimuu]

VTA AU NARI + LAMB DESIGNS! (+ DOODLE DUMP!!!)

Ppl who were interested in the auuu pspspsppspspsps (Is this au like my official introduction to the cotl fandom?)

Golly, I think in the end I am gonna keep the name- Suhddhjejfjejd

By the way! The lamb wore something different before they gave the crown away :> maybe I’ll eventually post that one too

Smoll Doodle dump under the cut :]

Vows to ash au: In which Narinder decides to bring a definitely not complaint lamb back to life after they were sacrificed a second time to help him deal with his siblings apparently not being dead dead + cult duties + he missed them terribly and the crown is slowly driving him insane. However, things don’t go as planned for the god of death since a certain someone didn’t exactly want to be alive again and in fact, would much prefer to go back to being dead, thank you. Chaos, angst and a ridiculous amount of miscommunication ensure!

What will happen? Will they get along enough to deal with this mess? Also what’s up with whole “The crown is as much of a blessing as it is a curse” thing?

All of that shall wait for now- cuz woe side characters be upon ye

Boy the birdie was so hard to draw

ANYWAYS!! These three are kids (not really kids anymore) that were born in the cult and almost raised entirely by the lamb (Dipal was entirely raised by them), reason why they are very very loyal to them. They were also turned into disciples some time before the lamb gave the crown back. They are very close with each other and the Lamb trusts them a lot. (These three are actually my in-game disciples who were born and raised in the cult almost entirely by the lamb)

WELP! That’s all for now. More doodles coming soon tho. As always, any questions are welcome (and encouraged, I like talking!) Hopefully I’ll be able to post some lore dumps or things of the such. Until theeeeeen!

[assassin-artist]

her lord

[localgardenweed]

One last kiss before he plummets to earth to die or whatever

[soheesource]

My Name 1.02 2021, dir. Kim Jin Min

[cinematv]

Perhaps, living... is the process of meeting someone like that. Someone you can tell that you’re in pain and that things are too hard.

MY NAME (2021) – EPISODE TWO

[witchinatree]

i know the whole "do you think jon ever used his powers to Know what his parents looked like" thing is far more devastating than this but what if he tried using his powers to remember original sasha? jon and sasha always seemed closer than the rest, he picked her (and tim) to work with him and tolerated a lot more nonsense from her than anyone else (using his password to access his computer [161], debating his pronunciation of calliope [25], etc)

and ofc jon and martin became significantly closer as the podcast went on, but in the beginning he was cruel to martin when he gave a statement but accepting of sasha? idk i think their friendship was a lot deeper than we realized (ESPECIALLY since his first murder in season 5 was because NotThem provoked him about sasha) and i think jon wouldve used his powers to Know the original sasha, not sure if it wouldve worked though

so so sorry to distract from the post but can yall read the tags for me because i suffered immensely for this post

[tygrlsblog]

❙⬮⃨۪̃۟ I left my heart down in the basement⬤⡳

[qominsi]

MY NAME (2021) 마이 네임 | dir. Kim Jin-min

@asiandramanet creator bingo · typography + lyrics @userdramas creator bingo · purple + blue

[medicalunprofessional]

twisted fucking cycle knots scribble collection 2 🫣

[morninkim]

Power Rangers: Prime Suspects

In the wake of the Darkest Hour, trapped in a new universe and cosmically entwined by threads of Morphin energy, two former enemies must evade a fascistic anti-Power Ranger Task Force and figure out how to survive in a world where their lives meant nothing.

[living4jun]

｡ﾟ･ ☆ ° ｡ ‧₊˚

[ur-fav-alien]

Jail Cell

Eben Oleson x Fem!Reader

You had been dating Eben for awhile, and during one of Barrow's annual blackouts he brings you along for a night of fun. In the empty sheriff's department an idea crosses your mind, something to do with an empty jail cell...

Tags :) SMUT , Oral!fem receiving , very minor roleplay (i.e. calling Eben 'officer' and one case of being called 'inmate') , handcuffs (he's a sheriff, you didn't think I was gonna do anything with that? c'mon) , mentions of bruising and some pet names! , I think that's if but if I missed anything please tell me xoxo

Eben crashed against the light switches of the sheriff’s department. A move blinded by your lips and tongue, making sure you got every taste of him as you pushed through the doors.

It was Barrow’s annual black out, your second, but your first together. It was exciting; you had only recently moved to Barrow to take care of your father, and Eben had always known the blackouts as a simple factor of life. 

Eben had been aware of what it was like to relish in the quiet of a blackout with someone, but now he was with you; someone who hadn’t always known the dark skies of Barrow. It was something he had been looking forward to. Sadly, a month of cuddling and gazing under the northern stars turned into constant care of your families and jobs, leaving very little time for you to indulge in one another. Pent-up emotions and heavy eye fucking throughout the days resulted in snowballs being thrown at your window in the middle of the night, as if you both were teenagers. 

The adrenaline rush certainly felt like your teenage years as you snuck out of the house to meet Eben in his SUV. 

The lights snapping on throughout the department shocked both of you out of your lustful trances. It gave you a moment to look at your heavy breathing partner. Eben doing the same as his eyes surveyed over you. The cold had pinched his nose and cheeks red. The lack of oxygen from making out and the biting wind were a viscous pair. 

“You’re gorgeous.” Eben breathed out, squeezing your sides lightly. 

You smiled and pushed him back playfully, which only made him grab onto you tighter; pulling your warm bodies together to continue what you had been doing. Right before your lips connected, from your peripheral you saw a very empty jail cell in the back of the room. 

An idea sparked in your brain, something you had been wanting to do since falling in love with the town sheriff. 

You pulled away with a smile on your face. “Wait, wait, wait—” You skipped to the empty cell, “I wanna do something!” 

Eben stared at you in wonder, peeling off his coat to follow you absentmindedly. “What’s that?” He asked playfully. 

The coat fell from around your shoulders, grabbing it at the last second to throw it to the side. You walked backwards into the cell, grabbing onto the door and closing it as you progressed further into the cold room. The metal door closed with a small echo, which was dampened as you turned around to press your back against them. You turned your head to look at Eben, who was chuckling softly behind you, the sound of him sending butterflies to your stomach. 

“Really?” He asked as you turned around with a fervor in your eyes. 

You smiled through the bars, face pressed close to the cold metal. “Really.” 

He chucked again, running a gloved hand through his hair. “You do something to me, lady.” He walked forward, leaning in to kiss you through the bars. 

“I’m not sure you’re supposed to really kiss hardened criminals.” You hummed delightfully. 

Eben raised a brow. “You’re a hardened criminal?” 

You backed away from the bars, swaying your hips and shoulders suggestively. “The worst of the worst, baby.” 

He rolled his shoulders back while holding back a very obvious smile. Eben gave a half-hearted shrug before tightening up his face. 

He ripped open the jail cell, taking a step inside. His face was hard and stern, making your skin tingle with excitement. “Inmate…” even his voice felt cold, like he had never been more angry. “What do you think you’re doing?” 

You couldn’t contain your happiness. Roleplaying had never been something you’d even think of asking him, and now that it was actually happening, the pure excitement of it was overflowing out of you. You seductively slid towards him. “What do you want me to do?” You raised your hand to brush against him, only for Eben to aggressively grab your wrist. 

He spun you around forcefully with an angry glare, which ignited a deep fire throughout your nervous system. A plethora of knots began forming in your stomach. 

“You have some serious behavioral issues.” He growled. 

“Ya gonna do something about it?” Your finger hooked around a belt loop, tugging ever so slightly. Part of you just wanted to get this over with — would it be too much to say ‘cut!’ and drag him down to the floor? 

He grabbed the back of your head and pushed you against the bars. You would’ve cooed at the protective action if you weren’t in the middle of something. 

His hand ran down your body, the roughness of his glove and the gentle touch made you shiver. He grabbed your other hand and brought both of them above your head. 

All your fantasies coming alive at this moment were too much to process. A giggle bubbled up to the surface, but shut down as soon as his leg pushed the back of your knees, causing you to crumble to the ground. 

You looked up at him with enormous eyes, watching him intently as he was too busy focusing on ripping his glove off with his teeth to grab a pair of cuffs around his waist. The act had made your tongue heavy, your eyes floating back to their level as his crotch stood right in front of you. A thousand nights of nuzzling against his thighs after intimate nights made the knots in your stomach tighter, lighting them ablaze. 

Cold metal snapped against your wrist. You looked up again to find your gloves ripped off and metal cuffs replacing them. The chain weaved through the bars — you were stuck. 

You made eye contact with him, brows furrowed together to convey that he was angry, but you knew he was everything but. 

“Do the glove thing again!” You whispered. It felt as if you two were actors in the middle of a play, improvising as you went on. 

He raised his brows before bringing his hand up to rip his other glove with his teeth, tossing it aside. 

Your giggle echoed through the department, and a smile ripped across his face. You leaned back against the bars, legs folding out beneath you to rest on your butt. 

Eben followed you down to the ground, situating himself between your spread legs. “Am I doing okay?” He whispered, once again enforcing the idea that they were putting on some type of play. The idea made your smile all that more infectious. 

“You’re doing great.” You leaned in absentmindedly, needing to kiss him like nothing else. Your lips felt empty without him there. “I’m so turned on.” You whispered before his lips took yours. 

Your body was on fire as he leaned further into you, arms surrounding your head to keep himself from falling into you. 

“You’re really bad at being a corrupt officer.” You playfully whispered against his mouth. 

When he pulled away, you thought you’d go into cardiac arrest. His heavy breathing and lidded eyes were too much, but kissed red lips were just the cherry on top. A heartbeat pounded between your legs, begging for something. 

“Oh, really?” He asked, his voice dripping with lust. 

In a flash, he grabbed your legs and brought them to his shoulders. Your scream of excitement acted as no deterrent as his lips gave small kisses to your inner thighs, pressing through your pants as if nothing was going to stop him. 

You giggled and squirmed as his lips dared press against the one area they needed to be.

“Eben- Eben, please.” You begged. 

He looked at you from between your legs, a sight which would echo in your head for the rest of time. “Please, what?” 

“You’re such an asshole.” 

He kept eye contact as he slowly and gently pressed a kiss to your center. You could barely even feel it, but the act itself made you lose your mind. You leaned your head back as you hissed out curses. 

“Will you just fuck me already?” You whimpered, and the kissing stopped altogether. The embarrassment fluttered to your face. Pure heat was radiating off of you. 

Eben seemed to like that answer because he rested your legs on his shoulders to toy with the buttons and zippers of your pants. The fact you couldn’t help speed this process up was making your head spin, and he knew that. You had never found Eben to be an evil man, but the one time you ask him to be an evil police officer, he’s the most corrupt man in the world. In the back of your mind, you began wondering if he had always wanted to be evil like this. Draw out your torture, make you squirm and beg for something — the thought of that made you lightheaded. 

He moved your legs to one shoulder to slowly take your pants off, each inch of skin gaining a small kiss. He ripped your shoes off to leave your only comfort of warmth being your knee-high socks. You must’ve been a sight to behold because as soon as he spread your legs again, his eyes dilated in a fury of lust. 

“You look like you’re gonna eat me.” You breathed out with a small smirk. He resembled that of a hungry predator, you his simple prey. 

Eben tilted his head ever so slightly, a brow raising which told you everything you needed to know. You watched in horror as his mouth opened, rolling out his tongue. He leaned forward and licked a painfully slow strip across the center of your underwear, giving you a taste of what was to come. 

You squirmed as his grip tightened on your legs, keeping you as still as he needed you. He only released one of his hands to pull your underwear to the side, to get to where you finally wanted him. 

The feel of his tongue against your cunt made you hazy. His hot breath battled the cold empty building, causing shivers all over your body. 

He squeezed your thigh, a bruise that would come to form in a couple hours, something you were waiting to see flourish. He kept your underwear to the side, fingers grazing your clit ever so slightly as his tongue worked its way inside. 

You squealed and moaned like your life depended on it, but he wouldn’t let up. He only stopped tormenting you to pepper small kisses on your inner thighs while he shushed you. 

“If you think I can stay quiet during this, you’re an idiot, Eben.” You were out of breath, panting like a dog as his kisses warned closer and closer. 

“Good inmates don’t talk back, sweetie.” 

You whined, leaning your head back in frustration. 

“Good inmates don’t whine either.” 

You settled for a pout, which opened its way into a gasp as he kissed your clit gently. 

“Try not to move too much.” He purred into you. “Don’t want you falling off.” 

You couldn’t help but nod at his request, he had successfully turned into you puddy. You kept your hands busy by grabbing onto the bars, squeezing your eyes shut as pure ecstasy rolled over you. 

His thumb rubbed soft circles into your clit as his tongue lapped at your center, curling in and out. The roughness of his thumb and the soft plushness of his tongue twisted your nervous system into knots. He dug his face further into you as the fire in your abdomen grew unbearable. 

You tried to tell him you were cumming, but words escaped your heavy tongue. Your body ignited, legs to shaking beside his head. 

Eben continued on, digging his tongue deeper into you as he rode out the electricity which shocked your body. In a parting gift, he gave a small kiss to your cunt once more before pulling away, looking at you from your pelvis. 

The panting echoed throughout the building — you’d be surprised if the entire town hadn’t woken up. 

“Wanna go again—” 

“I’ll kill you.” 

He chuckled, unhooking your legs from his shoulders. Using your legs, he pulled himself closer to wrap your legs around his waist, protecting your scantily clad ass from the cold concrete. He leaned in to kiss you, allowing you to taste yourself, which left you giggling. 

Your noses were touching, hot breath intertwining. “Thank you for correcting my behavior, officer.” 

He growled dangerously, his smile toothy and dangerous. He snapped his head and was kissing and sucking your neck wildly — a horny vampire. 

You screeched his name, giggling wildly.

[kierd]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 ⠀𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 ⠀𝗆𝖾 ⠀𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 ⠀𝗍𝗈⠀𝖽𝗈 ၇୧ ⠀ᅟ𓈒

[soheesource]

My Name 1.01 2021, dir. Kim Jin Min

[i-got-the-feels]

And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?

- William Shakespeare

Moon Dong Eun (The Glory) + Yoon Ji Woo (My Name)

@userdramas event 15 : something new

What is new? This is my first time making a multi show/ multi character edit