#no reason *sweating*

[nell0-0]

Trying a different way to draw my fav boy. May try to keep it like this from now on, I kinda like it ^^

Close up under the cut

[ionomycin]

inhale, hold

[starryeyesmasc]

thinking about a girl guiding me through fucking her…

“good girl, that’s it, there we go. fuck, go a little deeper, baby.”

“haha, look at you—humping my thigh just to get off—no no. don’t you dare stop. you wanna be desperate? let me see it.”

“blushing so prettily for me, aren’t you? such a good slut, aching just to please me.”

“your body was made for this, wasn’t it, pretty girl? moulded for my pleasure. you look so good when you fuck me—awww did someone just moan?”

“faster, babe. I know you can go faster—fuck mhmm just like that. so good for me, baby.”

“are you close already? aw I know it feels good, babe, I know. hold on for me, okay? i want you to cum with me.”

…just,,,fuck I need a girl to please 😩

[sunderwight]

Scenario where cumplane become friends before the Abyss, and Luo Binghe determines that actually, Shang Qinghua is potentially his biggest romantic rival.

Not because Shang Qinghua is particularly seductive, and not even because of their friendship, but because Shang Qinghua actually seems to be fluent in Shen Qingqiu's weird and at times contradictory signals.

Liu Qingge and Yue Qingyuan can yearn and pine all they want, but they can't even convey romantic interest in a format Shen Qingqiu can or will recognize, so at the end of the day they're making all of these overtures and Shen Qingqiu is just like oh what nice friends :) about it. There's way less risk of him ever accepting their suits when he can't recognize them as such, and when neither of the other guys even realize he can't recognize them as such!

But Shang Qinghua...

Shang Qinghua knows that Shen Qingqiu is unaware, too. And he knows how to make him aware. He knows how to parse Shen Qingqiu's odd double-speak and mixed signals maybe even better than Luo Binghe himself. Plus he can anticipate what things Shen Qingqiu is liable to react strangely or inconsistently towards, when again, even Binghe struggles to do that sometimes!

If Shang Qinghua ever made a move on Shen Qingqiu, he would be able to convey his intentions clearly. And before Binghe has the social standing to actually present himself as a viable alternative, he wouldn't even be able to argue against the match! It would be totally dependent on whether or not Shen Qingqiu was interested, and Luo Binghe cannot say with confidence that he actually wouldn't be? Shang Qinghua may be the weakest and least dashing of the peak lords, but he's not bad looking. He even has certain traits which Luo Binghe himself shares, traits Binghe's deliberately tried to emphasize because he knows Shizun responds to them, like being pathetic, and clingy, and clumsy, and having big eyes and curls in his hair and doing important work that helps make Shen Qingqiu's life more comfortable...!

Luo Binghe starts spying on Shang Qinghua. He is going to get dirt on him, and he is going to blackmail him into swearing that he will never ever attempt to court Shen Qingqiu! At least not until after Binghe has reached his majority and can fairly compete with him for his master's affections!

Of course, this is how Luo Binghe discovers that Shang Qinghua is a spy for Mobei Jun, and is plotting to assist in an attack on the Immortal Alliance Conference.

A revelation which accidentally creates such an untenable situation that the plot shifts irrevocably. All Shen Qingqiu knows about it is that out of nowhere the System has offered to remove the Endless Abyss mandatory plot point but only if Shen Qingqiu agrees to purchase something it's calling The Espionage Path...?

[critterbitter]

Language divides and building bridges.

Elesa’s feeling homesick. Emmet, bless his heart, tries to help by infodumping while Ingo frantically runs off to find water (crying is a very dehydrating experience).

((Would you look at that! The kids are picking up kantonese and galarian from each other!))

BONUS:

Heh. Callback.

Want to see more? Here’s the masterpost for submas!

[be-queer-do-arson]

I love that scene in tkm where Wymack tells Neil he's going to make him vice captain the next year and Neil tries to politely decline (on the grounds that he'll be dead by then) and Wymack is literally like too bad bitch. This isn't a democracy and i say you're the next captain so figure it out

[m00ngbin]

AY(OYM)!!!! CHAPTER FIVE!!!!!!! Yay

[meownotgood]

ah............ a.......... ha........... who is this... beautiful beloved....... handsome........ wow............ aki

[artofalyksandr]

Happy Asexual Awareness Week to Neil Josten specifically

Also small gay disaster Andrew

[didderd]

Commission for @mothiepixie i finished the other night! :3

(comms are not open (yet). this was just a comm between friends, but i am trying to get them open soon. :3)

[hemlock-dreams]

After Cap puts him out to dry, a now-humbled Peter swallows his pride, and pathetically crawls to Black Widow to beg for a crumb of training.

Widow agrees only because they sometimes have to work together in an Avenger's capacity, and she refuses to fight alongside someone as hilariously untrained as Spiderman.

So she carves out time and makes it clear that if he ever misses even a single session, she won't help him again. After about 7 months of pure hell, Spiderman is much less cocky and much more dangerous.

As for his fighting style/powers:

Spiderman is extremely sensitive to physical vibrations, and his enhanced senses extend towards pheromones in the air. If he spends enough time with specific people, he can parse their taste from the rest of the world. It's basically his prey drive working for a different purpose.

And speaking of prey drive...Spiderman is very good at tracking people. When he's actively chasing after someone, all of his senses zone in to their specific scent, their heartbeat, the sound of their voice- but the downside to tunnel-vision is that lots of moving pieces can be overwhelming. Big fights with lots of people are...very hard for Hunting Spiderman.

And, like most hunting animals, Spiderman's biggest weakness is stamina. Hunters are built for quick bursts of action, not sustained combat. He can track for a long time, but the moment enemies start actively resisting, time starts ticking and prolonged fights can wear Spiderman down fast.

This is because his body is always producing venom, and has a certain amount stored for active use, so Spidey is always burning small quantities to give himself a momentary bursts of strength/speed/etc. Using his webs/injecting people through his stingers also burns up venom- so he's got to be careful with those too. (This means that Spiderman spends more time jumping from building to building than he does swinging around) ((The spider venom was from the Portia genus, which is a jumping spider))

This is also how his Spider Sense works. It's not so much a forewarning as it is an unconscious boost of venom to speed up his sense of time and other reflexes. He doesn't sense things before they happen, but he can react to things very quickly as they do.

Most fights Spiderman has end in under five minutes, so it's usually not an issue. His base strength and speed is more than enough to handle most (normal) people.

However, when Spiderman is actively fighting strong people, he's probably burning through his general store of venom faster than he can produce it, which means that he experiences a dramatic drop off in effectiveness after 6-8 minutes, then again at like 15, then so on until he needs to physically stop and rest.

Unlike his berserker-burn, which uses up every drop of venom in his entire body in a single burst, Spiderman doesn't go catatonic after a long fight, but he can lock up and be an easy target.

TLDR: Hunting Spiderman is generally much stronger and faster than 616-Spiderman, but the trade-off is that he can't fight for anywhere near as long. He's much less flashier as well, because he can't afford to fight for extended periods of time, opting to put down foes as fast and efficiently as possible.

...Except when he's fighting people he's romantically interested in. Then his moves get flashier, overt, drawn out-- because many jumping spiders dance to court.

Once again, thank you SO much for all the love and support T_T

[ozzo-the-wozzo]

the fandom is in absolute agreement to the point where its essentially canon on adhd marinette and nothing makes me happier but also everyone sleeps on autistic adrien in this essay I will

[mollysunder]

The Medarda arc of s2 struggled to be good, because the plot viciously smothered it. You can argue that Arcane was never about politics but you cannot say the Medardas were never explicitly a family defined by politics. So when the show shifted it's priorities from a drama steeped in political conflict where even though the setting was fantastical the stakes were grounded to a shift where magic is the end all be all threat to humanity, the Medardas are rendered largely irrelevant.

In s2 Mel's agency over her own story is both largely stripped from her and poorly communicated. Arcane has Mel abducted from the plot to be the Black Rose's captive. Even when Mel manages to free herself it's not through the traits the audience understands are her strengths, her cunning and social intelligence, it's through an innate instinct that natural to her and indecipherable to the audience.

Ambessa as a character is more or less a villain of convenience, which would be fine if she wasn't immediately following Silco's act. Once Mel is removed from the story Ambessa is largely disconnected from any emotional tension fuels conflict between the characters and previously drove the plot in s1. She's there to play the worse bad guy for Caitlyn and then give Viktor the man power for the Glorious Evolution.

It's frustrating to see the Medardas used the way they are in s2 because when they're together I can see how it could be good. When they're together Mel forces emotion out of Ambessa. In Act 1, Ambessa proved she could do circles around Piltover's court, which could actually put Mel in a tight spot.

Their final scene on paper sounds like a good idea where the true resolution to Mel and Ambessa's story was that Ambessa saw Mel's own ruthless behavior as she not only betrayed Ambessa to the Black Rose, but used her as BAIT to double cross LeBlanc. Ambessa died proud that her daughter killed her the way she did, and that's so cool and tragic, but the execution was a flop.

One, their final fight is completely unimportant to the actual Glorious Evolution, Mel's grief can't even be a highlight because it's interrupted by Viktor's mind trap. Two, their fight didn't rely on any of Mel's actual strengths, just magic and the poorly explained MacGuffin LeBlanc gave her. How did Mel even know it would do that?

It's like the writers had the bones for a great story for the Medardas, but then they're like the world's worst archeologists and fit those bones together in the worst way possible because they were convinced the bones made a stegasaurus instead of a T-rex or something.

[zenerased]

CHRIS WOLSTENHOLME Knights of Cydonia | Hurricane Festival 2023

[heich0e]

au in which touya ends up having to watch natsuo put his hands all over you because you took something offered to you at a sketchy warehouse party that has you panting and whimpering and burning up and his own hot hands can't provide you any comfort but his little brother's cool-quirked touch can

[usercelestial]

Eddie tosses his head back and moans, "Jesus, Buck!"

"Buck, oh my god, that's so good." Josh licks his fingers clean, tongue chasing sweetness as it drips down his palm.

Tommy can only groan in agreement, mouth and throat full. He swallows and gasps, "Evan, sweetheart, you're a fucking miracle."

"Okay, I get it, the cakes I made are good, can you please all get naked?"

Buck is trying to have a fucking orgy here and his partners are being wildly unhelpful. They're too busy shoveling Buck's desserts down their throats to appreciate how hot he looks right now. He's standing in Eddie and Josh's living room, pants half unbuttoned so his bright pink underwear is peaking through, shirt completely off. He's standing tits out and there's no one marveling or gawking at him. He’s never been more offended. 

Well, they're marveling and gawking but all of their attention is on the food.

His fiance, his best friend, and his best friend's boyfriend (Should he just call them his two boyfriends? He tries not to get hung up on the details) are hunched over the kitchen island.

"In a second, baby, it's just your food is delicious,” Josh reassures him.

Normally, the praise would go straight to Buck's head, making him fuzzy and soft and delicate. Needy, is typically the word they all described him as, but never as a bad thing. It’s always said with hands roaming his body and hot breath in his ear. Except, right now, there aren’t any hands on his body. No, all three pairs of them are too busy picking apart his cakes. 

And listen, Buck loves feeding his partners. It's a part of what makes this so good. The domesticity of it all. Buck gets to make good, nutritious food for his fiance and his two kind-of-sort-of boyfriends. He gets to feed them after they're all spent and searching for another hole to fill.

He keeps them warm and sated. It makes Buck feel weirdly powerful. But right now, he doesn't feel powerful. He feels stupid and ridiculous and ignored. Which only serves to make him feel even more stupid.

He's standing shirtless in the middle of the living room, and he's starting to shiver. Maybe he should find something to cover up with, but that would mean searching for his shirt and wouldn't that be mortifying. So he bounces his foot and feels the goosebumps cascade down his arms.

"Is this a recipe Bobby gave you?" Eddie asks, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Uh, no, it's just something I've been trying out." Buck can't help the way his voice breaks a little with frustration.

"Mhm, how did I not notice you were making these?" Tommy asks. Seems like maybe you don't notice a lot of things, then, Buck snarks in his head. He knows that's not true, though. The real reason Tommy didn't notice is because Buck didn't want him to. He wanted the desserts to be a surprise so while Tommy was working on the truck in their garage, Buck set to work in the kitchen. He had them baked and wrapped up before Tommy could actually see what they were.

"You were in the garage." Buck mumbles and crosses his arms, feeling petulant. He almost wants to stomp his foot about it but he would never beat the brat allegations that way.

Tommy hums in acknowledgement and tears his eyes away from the platter in front of him enough to get a good look at Buck. "Evan..." he drawls, extending the word, "is someone not getting enough attention?"

Josh and Eddie snap out of their food daze and look towards Buck. "Aw, poor baby," Josh laughs.

Tommy starts towards him but Josh puts a hand out, "Hm, no, no, use your words, Buck." He looks at Tommy, “You spoil him.” 

Tommy frowns. “It’s my job to spoil him,” he says quietly. 

Buck rolls his eyes and sighs, “F-fine, can you please pay more attention to me? I look so hot right now.” 

Tommy pouts at Josh, who completely ignores him and considers Buck. He turns to Eddie, “What do you think, dear? I think he’s being far too bratty when we’ve all been standing here, praising him the whole time.” 

Eddie lets the words settle. He looks at Buck with dilated pupils, then back to the food with equally dilated pupils, then he nods, “If he keeps making these cakes, he can be as bratty as he wants.” 

Josh lets out an exasperated sigh but can’t hide the fondness in his voice, “Alright, then.” 

Tommy is over to him in record time, wrapping him up in his arms and kissing his cheeks in loud, wet smacks. “I’m so sorry you felt ignored, baby.” 

Buck giggles and places his hands up around Tommy’s neck, “Don’t let it happen again.” 

He feels another kiss to his cheek and turns to Eddie, who’s got puffy cheeks and a dopey grin, “Sorry, man. In our defense, your cakes are really good. You shoulda been a baker or something.” 

Now that he’s got hands and eyes on him, the praise makes him feel warm and gooey, rather than cold and disjointed. He traces his fingertips along the back of Tommy’s hairline, humming and leaning in for a few more kisses. Tommy indulges and bites his bottom lip before leaning back. “Sorry about this, by the way,” he mutters before going back in to peck his lips again. 

Buck doesn’t have time to be confused before he’s sent into a fit of laughter and a spasm as two sets of hands come down and tickle at his sides. “AGH! YOU BASTARDS!” He half shouts, half laughs as Eddie and Josh drag him down onto the couch. He ends up back flat with Tommy hovering over him and lifting up his shirt. 

“Do you feel paid attention to, Buckley?” Josh asks, wrestling with his arm for access to his side as Buck tries half-heartedly to fight back. 

He nods, “Yes! I surrender!” 

“No, no, we’re paying attention now, Buck.” Eddie blows air into his ear before planting another kiss to his cheek. 

Tommy blows a raspberry onto his belly, making Buck scream-laugh. 

Eventually, Buck accepts his fate, allowing himself to be tickled, prodded at, and given a wet willy by Eddie. By the time his partners relent, he’s been kissed within an inch of his life. He’s flushed and panting, his hair mussed and his cheeks red. 

“Do you feel loved, Evan Buckley?” Tommy purrs and runs a hand through Buck’s curls. 

You have no idea, Buck thinks, but instead of replying, he just launches forward and kisses him silly.