#sexy-brain line

[trolithfoxyflint]

Vincent gets used to [Halloween Town] in small increments. Here, he blends into the environment so well that residents are surprised to find him a newcomer.

…

He speaks with the Werewolf, avoids the awe-struck vampires and listens to the band in the evening, perching on the light pole to overlook the sprawling township.

-Smoke and Mirrors Keep Us Waitin' On A Miracle by Gothams_Only_Wolf (@bamfcoyotetango ) on Ao3

I’ve been rereading some of my older Ao3 bookmarks and idk what possessed me, but I had to draw something for this one lmaooo

[illuminatedferret]

yknow there's a lot of symbolism in xie lian's first mission being Yu Jun mountain and how pei ming+xuan ji's relationship is a foil to hualian's, but maybe there's also some stuff to be said about a bitter, angry ghost who exclusively targets her happy peers and turns them into her undead minions. all her victims lined up in a row, all wearing wedding dresses, all wearing veils. can you even tell them apart? their only sin was being happy with their lives. what did it earn her to ruin them

[heehoonies]

i need jay biblically i need him

[gotyouanyway]

also unrelated i promise but when narvin calls romana ma’am it does something to my brain like shut up what are you doing. why are you doing that. friendship but add power dynamics and titles and respectful terms of address. it’s so good

[guubiiz]

i finished demon slayer back in like .. 2020? or whenever the manga finished, but i shld probably watch the anime

[mukuharakazui]

this is a funny as fuck dialogue option for when you're playing a dead-birth-parents-rogue who just so happens to be mixed. get gathened idiot.

[akechi-if-he-slayed]

how it feels being a true anti-hero lover and analyzer when most regard it as an overplayed weird-lyric radio song

[good-beans]

When you reblogged your Mahiru Chicago Cell Block Tango drawing, I went and looked up the source material.

After I listened to Kotoko's voice drama, I kept thinking, "If you had been there, you'd have done the same." "It was murder, but not a crime."

At first, it was me holding Amane protectively, but I eventually made it Yuno for the visuals.

(Hehe, I'd drawn that pre-I Love You, because I still liked the theory that she was defending herself against a harmful bf. Aaaand maybe I wanted her in the badass outfit...) But I love that line so much, the confidence really suits a lot of Milgram characters! I can picture Yuno doing the whole number omg 👀 The piece has Kotoko's fierceness and Muu's confidence. And though she's young, that feeling of being justified because "she had it comin" suits Amane perfectly...

And now, the five merry murderesses of Milgram Prison, in their rendition of -- the Cell Block Tango

[catilinas]

[Prostrates self before you] If its not too much trouble. Tumblr user Catilinas sir. I came across a quote apparently from Ennius that "disrobing before one's fellow citizens is the beginning of perversion" and I wondered if you perhaps knew anything about it/recognised that from your adventures in poetry?

hi hello i've barely read any ennius (any-us if you will) so i alas did Not recognise it. but the magic of google tells me that the translation you found is the one used in zanker's 'the power of images in the age of augustus' which shamefully does not provide the latin or even a reference. wtf zanker. more google reveals that the latin is flagiti principium est nudare inter civis corpora, and that it is preserved in cicero's tusculan disputations. looks like cicero's talking about greeks being gay in the gymnasium. this article starts by quoting the line but it's almost 3am and i'm not going to read what it says! there might be more if you stick the latin in google scholar but other than being able to give you things you might already know to potentially look into i have no clue what's going on w it :/ ignosce mihi

[todayisafridaynight]

stream tomorrow. ~3pm est. this fuckin site. if i dont get hit by a car by then.

[filmbyjy]

I know I am a writer but lord have mercy, someone make that possay popping, (right amount) angsty plot line of a friends to lovers or enemies to lovers.

because I love reading like 10K-20K worth of words dumped into one storyline.

I know for a fact, I would never be able to write that much words.

[lovelesslittleloser]

Me, drawing bangs over a posed art reference:

Me:

Me: that is… obscenely attractive

[technicolorxsn]

okay after begrudgingly listening to chappell roan I definitely do see the appeal

[dr-lizortecho]

overcome with the sudden need to make liz thirst art instead of continuing my bingo board

[pk-smokey]

I just gutted all my neckties and now I have a nice collection of cool new belts

[teaboot]

One of the best parts about working at a sex shop is the employee discount, and yeah that means excellent deals on sex supplies but that's not the big brain part.

You come to my house. Something is cooking in the kitchen- it smells wonderful. What is it? It's novelty dick-shaped pasta. I've set up a sensual sexy Italian dinner. There are candles set up on the table. They're melting too fast, dripping everywhere- they're low temp waxplay pillar candles. For dessert, I serve you a delicious ice cream topped in penis-shaped rainbow confetti sprinkles and strawberry body paint drizzle, and afterwards, serve coffee with roasted hazelnut warming lube.

We play a board game while we drink. It's sexy monopoly. It's your turn. You roll the dice. They come up as 'whisper into' and 'butt'. I lost the original dice. We're using the sexy dice. You move four spaces.

After dinner, I run you a bath. A bubble bath. The bubble gel? Sensual ocean breeze. There are candles lined up around the tub. The scent is overpowering. Why? They're three-in-one fruit flavored massage oil candles. I'm using so much. It's so wasteful. Do you want to shave? I have conditioning shave cream that smells like limes. And an electric body razor, but you can't use that in the tub.

How about a bath bomb? You toss one in. It's cherry blossom scented. As it dissolves, three sexy bath sex suggestion cards fall out. They're all variations on doggy style, probably because fucking in a bathtub is probably the easiest way to break your hip.

The water cools. You get out an dry off with a novelty towel. If you wrap it around your chest, it looks like you have gigantic tatas bursting through the fabric like the Hulk.

You walk into the bedroom. I'm there, reading an instructional book titled "The Housewife's Guide To Every Day Stripping". I'm wearing a neck pillow designed to look like a massive curved weiner. Also a pair of fake leather bondage leggings and an oversized men's christmas T-shirt that says "Jingle My Bells" across the front.

I see you come in. I put down the book, take off the pillow. Offer you a massage. You accept. I already burned up all the massage candles so I pop a new bottle of CBD massage oil that says something wrong about Chakras on it. It's very gritty. That's because there's little chunks of amethyst in it for some fucking reason. It's fine, though. You say you don't mind.

I don't do massages very often. It's bad. You end up more tense than before. One of your muscles starts to cramp- it's okay. I whip out a bottle of Lidocane topical masculine performance numbing spray. You immediately feel like your shoulder went to the dentist. It's not ideal, but it's better than cramping.

You're not in the mood to bone after that. Which is good, cause I'm actually pretty asexual, but it hasn't come up yet so I'm relieved to avoid the conversation. Instead we get ready for bed. (The weather is terrible, and I insist you stay over.) I set up the futon, then realize it smells like cigarettes from the previous owner and shyly ask if you wanna cuddle in my room. You're down.

I crawl under the covers, placing my penis-shaped pink glitter pride bottle on the side table in case one of us wakes up thirsty. Once you're settled in, I turn off the glowing bare ass night light and the room goes black.

It takes a few seconds for your eyes to adjust, but when they do, you look up at the ceiling. It's dotted all over with little green flourescent lights. Are they plastic stars? No. I've pinned up a thousand glow in the dark condoms. God bless