#sorry aha

[snarlyanimal]

Lapras!!

[bobokitty]

Took a much needed vacation and then got sick on the way back despite being up-to-date on shots 🙃

Anywho, have this doodle of Kuro. Imma cough up my lungs now…

[deepspaceplanet]

[lovsalvatore]

ok so, for the anon who asked if Maria was pregnant, no she is NOT lmaooo, my italian ass thought you said "you're welcome" (prego) for some reason 😭

[rvmvnticsblogs]

I Want You.

I want to know what ails you,

What causes the crease between your brows,

What causes you to inhale sharply as you look away.

I want to love you in every single way.

I want to know what heals you,

What makes you smile on a gloomy day,

What makes you blush when you look my way.

I want to love you in every single way.

I want to hold you,

What I've got to do to gain your trust,

What I've got to do to receive your love.

I want to love you in every single way.

I want to comfort you.

What ceases the pain when the days get rough,

What stops the tears that threaten to escape,

I want to love you in every single way.

A.K. 03.02.2023.

[crabs-nonsense]

Nah my mom is as insane as I am and we have bat shit crazy interactions actually. Its better than normal, trust me

they should invent a mother who is normal and says normal things and has normal interactions with her child

[reineydraws]

i think, if they were real, they would hang out while waiting for the mortals in the time loop to reset. and they'd be buddies.

[necromosss]

The 'Contact' (DA fan-comic) || Part 2

Part 1 || Part 2 (here) || Part 3 || Part 4 - END

[wondashoever]

got into love bullet recently :) valentines kohane as koharu !!

[prettyboykatsuki]

✮ tags ; pwp, fem + afab!reader, dubcon (reader is drunk af), dirty talk, rough-ish sex, the liiiightest yan undertone. 18+

✮ a/n ; im not a kiri fucker but i . had a thought in the shower

Kirishima fucks like he has something to prove.

That part of him hasn't changed, you think. It's a bad time to be reminiscing about such a thing, especially since your brain can't think of anything other than how good it feels to have such a thick cock buried in your sore, weeping cunt.

Kirishima has stopped briefly, just to bottom out and press his navel to your sex - so your brain has a little space to think. You don't know exactly how you've ended up here after thinking about it for a long time. The alcohol is making your head feel fuzzy and your lower half is weak, might melt into Kirishima's nice king size bed if you're not careful.

An hour ago, you had come off of work and joined some friends in an izakaya. Kirishima was there too, seemingly with his own friends. You hadn't seen him since middle school, when he shorter and more negative. You had a crush on him then, back before all the hero stuff.

It was refreshing to see a boy your age obsesses over something like being a perfectly chivalrous man. You were friend though not closely, and had a dopey school girl love affair that never came of fruition. You didn't speak to him after that, weren't close enough to ask - and watched him grow into a hero through televised events and news.

He's a pro now. He was much bigger than you thought he'd be. You didn't think men could get that big, unless they played basketball or something. He was shorter than you in middle school but when you saw him again in person, he was double your height. You had to crane your neck up just to get a good look at his face. Defined jaw and rugged, boyish charm that made your cheeks warm like you hadn't grown out of being a girl.

You thought he wouldn't recognize you since he's basically famous now, but he did. Flagged you down and whisked you away for drinks and catch up time. Your friends pushed you to go, so you did. You drank and spoke about nothing in particular and Kirishima seemed so enraptured with you - you thought the alcohol had fried your brain. Thoroughly tipsy and giggly, you admitted to having a crush on him in long and unnecessary detail. That you liked him, and seem to still if this feeling is anything to go by.

You hadn't expected anything of it. But he kissed you in the corner of the bar and asked if you had anywhere to be, hauled you into a taxi when you said no and made out with you on the way home. Put his hand underneath you shirt and squeezed your waist, said something about how cute you are. Always have been.

No one seemed to think anything of it when you left. Pro-Hero's escort drunk girls all the time, but you wonder if it's normal to fuck them? You wonder if Kirishima has practice in bring home drunk girls who are too big for their boots and too needy to be anything but sincere.

He's so good at fucking you, you aren't sure you'd mind that being true. Not like this.

He didn't give you any time to adjust to what was going on, every breath had him chasing more of you like he'd run out of time if he didn't rush. He carried you inside, licked your pussy while you laid against his kitchen counter and finger fucked you until you could take all eight inches of him. Was he always this relentless? You know he was never kind, no matter how much he seems it. He was always critical and cunning, but you didn't expect him to be so ruthless.

He doesn't let you off of his cock after he gets you on it. Makes you wrap your arms around his shoulders even though you barely can because he's so big. Makes you wrap your legs around his waist and tells you to hold tight as he walks you up the stairs with his cock still twitching. The whole thing makes your eyelids burn with pleasure, your body yearning to keep him inside of you for as long as you can stay conscious which is barely when you're this wasted.

He dropped you in his bed and fucked you in missionary. You think in the span of a few hours, you've spent more of it feeling his cock throb inside of you longer than you've spent without. He's too big, and fucks mean. There's no chivalry in it, just pure primal desire behind weight and heavy thrusts that make you gasp involuntarily.

You haven't stopped cumming. You've never done that so much in a row. Your body feels nearly numb as you think on it. He's been keep you like this for so long and the alcohol is making you lightheaded. You can barely understand what he's saying except that he's loved you for so long. You wonder if that's true. Your pussy likes it though, clenches every time he groans into your neck after the headboard hits the wall with his thrusts.

He fucks you like he wants to prove something to you. You don't know what exactly. You're drunk and floaty and you can't stop cumming and you can't think of anything other than how much you want him to fuck your brains out. How much you want him to cum, so deep in your pussy you'd have to push it out to get rid of it. How much you want to cum around his cock until you get so fuckdrunk you pass out on it.

A little pleasant catching up and now you can't unfurl your spine from the way it's raised, and your toes hurt from how tight they've curled. You feel ditzy with it. Didn't know cock could make you cum so much you turn stupid and babbling. It's all you've been doing and Kirishima doesn't seem to mind it all. Just laughs at your nonsense words and kisses you with sharp teeth and fucks you.

And fucks you and fucks you and fucks you, with your knees to your ears and your eyes blurry and hazed.

"Kirisihima-kun," You gasp at him, breathless and hot.

"Eijirou," He corrects with a nip to your mouth. "We won't leave each other now. Not anymore."

He punctuates with the promise with a thrust so deep you can't do anything but agree. You wonder if all this is trying to prove his love for you, but how you could that be true? It's been years.

Another thrust makes your lower belly clench, and something squirts out of you mid thrust. You're too hazy to feel self-conscious of it and Kirishima only laughs.

You close your eyes and let him have you. Again and again and again.

[smokedbeans]

Sorry for live-blogging my family drama do you still think I’m hot

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

some misc Barn & Wally doodles from the past week or so <3 i heart them

[luffyadolover]

@acid-ixx here it is :))

(excluding first three drawings)

first drawing:

dick's excuse would always be "sorry, baby bird! but i promised to spar with damian today. ah, but you can watch from the sidelines!" or he would be too busy saving bludhaven to even acknowledge your presence.

second drawing:

you can't deny the bitterness and the clenching of your teeth whenever you stumble upon a room and see your father and your younger brother watching a movie together.

third drawing:

it was your teachers who would be the one having to walk you up the stage whenever you achieved an award. alfred would be too busy sometimes to attend your school ceremonies because he had to assist bruce with missions.

fourth drawing:

it's ironic, really, for a child to prep and plan for their own celebration just to hope that a single member of their family to even walk by the kitchen and join them in on their already lonesome celebration.

too bad everybody only goes to the kitchen when alfred cooks for them. who would want to taste sadness in a sloppily made birthday cake, right? nobody, not even you would have the appetite to eat your cake with the knowledge that it was you who had to put all the effort to bake it because you didn't want alfred to feel obligated to.

fifth drawing:

your family celebrates holidays together as a whole, but you never once attended after that one time where everybody had forgotten to get you a gift for christmas, save for alfred who gave you a bracelet (one that you cherished deeply).

sixth drawing:

the older sibling who he used to threaten with his sword, who he called vile names — a bastard child, he told you one day.

seventh drawing:

you weren't one of his friends, like kon who he would spend weekly video game challenges with; and you probably don't exist as his sibling in his own little world filled with coffee and computers.

eighth drawing:

casual talks are unavoidable, though, when at the dead of the night he would be caught sneaking in to eat some leftovers and you were conveniently awake at the same time as him. he'll recommend you some classic literature he read or 'cafes/restaurants that criminals visit the least' lists, but before it would turn into a full conversation, jason would already be wearing his signature mask again, and with a pat on your head and a "talk to you soon, can't guarantee it'll be tomorrow again though, only here for alfred's meals of course," and he'll be gone. you shouldn't have let your hopes high, you wished you didn't because, duh! he wasn't there to talk to you, specifically. you were just there to bide his time! wiping tears away from your eyes

[gotchibam]

Vaporeon, Sylveon, and Jolteon ko-fi doodle for Kaitlyn!

I'm accepting pokemon ko-fi doodle requests here! ✨

[princessbrunette]

⊹ ᜊ(ᜊ ´ ˘)੭ ♡ … DON’T SMILE ♡

track twelve of the short n’sweet series. pairing: toxicex!johnb x reader. based loosely on the song don’t smile by sabrina carpenter. this is the final drabble of the series! i hope you enjoyed reading as much as i did writing! ໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა

there you were again. lying next to your ex boyfriend john booker routledge in the nude, having succumbed once more to seeing him. you said it was the last time. this had to be the last time.

you’d practically dragged him through his house to the chateau when you’d arrived, only having dropped him a warning text of ‘i’m coming over’ ten minutes prior. you didn’t care to alert him any sooner, john b had no life outside of tormenting you and treasure hunting — what the fuck else would he be doing?

“have you been with anyone but me since we broke up?” you gasp between kisses as he had unhooked your bra.

“psh, yes.” he’d shrugged, pulling away to not only avoid eye contact but to focus on that fidgety hook that just wouldn’t unclasp.

“no you haven’t.”

“no, i have not.” he admits, a little too gleefully with a grin as he closes back in to kiss you once more.

that moment swirls around in your head as you lay on his bicep, still able to feel his release leaking from you. thank god for birth control, or else you’d have been knocked up by now.

john b watches the ceiling fan continue to spin overhead, barely blinking as he thinks of what to say. you break the silence first, rolling over to loom down on him.

“if you ever stop loving me i’ll kill you.”

“noted…” he presses his lips together in a awkward yet polite smile like he truly believed you might. “does that mean we’re… back togeth—”

“nope.”

you flop back down, this time on his chest — making yourself comfy. you knew you’d have to move in a minute, clean up and see yourself out, but you could enjoy this while it lasts. you didn’t need him… not really, not… all the time. you were sure you could find someone to do the job just as well, make you cry just as hard — but for now he’d have to do. you’d gone too long without begging him to be a boyfriend, why throw away all that pride now?

[dailyraphael]

day 78!