#that was like 3 months ago

[sunbloomdew]

do you ever see a person and you are overcome with incredible fondness? and you just think "oh." but not in a romantic or sexual way you are just filled with warmth and it makes you happy, it just does. and you think "i'm so happy you exist. i'm happy you are somewhere out there in the world, doing your thing". it's love but also not entirely

like people are lovely and i feel it in my entire chest like a burning candle that smells like roses and a sunny day

[im--never--happy]

@muffinlance did sokka ghostwrite this?

I feel like the legal institution of adoption is unreasonably limited by restricting it to parent-child relationships. If me and some random asshole want to legally be second cousins, I think we should just be able to do that.

[glassiskies]

in which aziraphale reverts to old habits, crowley is outraged, and they still do not talk about it

[mellosghosts]

uh guys why would someone say that to a grown ass man i dont get it

[mienar]

late rainy nights

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[elizaisdunn]

“I am no man”

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[mourningcttlfsh]

[froggydraws]

mom said it's my turn on the spiderman pose

[paladinsbrainrot]

kids

full version + close ups !!

original version (since I updated this after i got a better look at their outfits)

[obsob]

once more around the sun!! :3

[gunstellations]

theyre on a date :)

[riense]

[twilightakiishi]

—NIGHT LIGHT ⋆.˚ ☾

hanma is a childish grumpy baby when he’s been woken up. 0.5k wc ﾉ fluff ﾉ a little suggestive.

cw: no pronouns used, hanma calls reader doll and baby, brief mentions of a previous blowjob & free use.

“doll…” his low grumble comes from beside you as he shakes your shoulder a bit.

you barely glance in his direction as you scroll on your phone. “yes, shuji?” 

“turn the damn light off.”

“huh? there aren’t any lights on.”

he lays there with his eyes still shut a few seconds before he cracks one open and points out the window with a childish grunt. 

you stifle a laugh, “…that’s a street lamp.”

“…huh? for what? why is it on?” he’s clearly half asleep, and a little incoherent. you know you’re safe to giggle as much as you want when he’s like this. 

“so people can see.”

he pouts, throwing an arm over his eyes, “ugh, it’s like, 3am, nobody needs to see anything right now.”

“actually shu, it’s only midnight. and, if i hadn’t sucked you comatose, I’m sure you would be one of the hooligans out and about at this hour.” 

“….close the curtain, doll.”

“no. it’s like a night light, and–

he scoffs, “what do ya need a night light for? dontcha trust me to protect you?”

he wants to bite back and tell you that he doesn’t need a night light, not because he isn’t a little afraid of the dark, but because he feels so safe next to you.

“–and it helps me wake up in the morning when the sun comes through,” you deadpan.

another thing he won’t tell you is how he doesn’t need the sun that streams in through the window every morning; the sight of your sleeping figure beside him is enough. 

but it’s midnight, apparently, and he’s not feeling the type of tired where he can be vulnerable tonight, so he keeps that to himself, even though he desperately wants to know if you feel the same way.

“excuses, excuses,” he tsks. he turns his head toward you and lifts his arm from his eyes, barely cracking them open, “if you hate me just say that.”

“shuji, my dearest. i had your cock down my throat 20 minutes ago.”

he full on glares at you, or at least he attempts to; his sleepy, half lidded eyes betray him. you don’t miss the way the corner of his lips twitched up for a moment, though.

in the dim lighting of your bedroom, he paws around in search of your arm, and grabs you tightly when he finds it, causing you to gasp and drop your phone. with a confused yelp, you’re suddenly manhandled on top of him as he buries his head in your neck, muttering a muffled, “relax, baby.”

you sigh, “shuji, you’re insatiable.”

you feel a deep chuckle resonate against your throat, “c’mon, you told me you like being used, yeah? so be my sleep mask for a lil while...” you roll your eyes at him for using your words against you, and at the way his voice trails off as if he’s already falling back asleep. you can’t help but giggle at your needy god of death who whines when you aren’t touching him for even five minutes.

your personal guard dog, the grim reaper of kabukicho— his world would fall apart without you. 

he’s never told you that, but you feel it through his actions; through the longing in his touch. 

in the morning before he leaves for work, he gives you a tighter hug than usual, and the sweetest, softest kiss. in bed when he grabs at your hands, no matter what position he’s tangled the two of you in, he gently brushes his palm against yours before he squeezes. and now, as his breaths even out and you slowly attempt to shift yourself off him, his arms tighten around your waist with an annoyed huff. 

he feels protected by…well, whatever it is about you; he doesn’t know. it’s less like the way he looms over any poor soul that dares to glance at you a second too long, and more like your soul is the solace that his needed all this time. your presence grounds him in a way he hasn’t experienced before; it warms up his heart and makes him soft. it’s the reason he can’t bear to let go of you in the night, and clings to you as long as he can before he goes out into a life that doesn’t treat him with nearly as much warmth.

despite the headache that he is sometimes, he makes you smile. so you settle in on top of him, because he’s given you no other option than to be his anchor in a world where he can only see the light in your presence. 

[cyber333angel]

Can I PLEASEEEEE have some stepdad Logan!!!!

a few ppl asked for this and ofc I had to deliver!!

STEP-DAD!LOGAN X READER

TW/FAUXCEST

step-dad logan coming to your room to punish you for walking around in the house with your short skirts and tight shirts that make your boobs spill out of the top of them, just taunting him every time you walk by. “you like acting like a fucking slut trying to get my attention in these tight little fuckin outfits huh?” squeezing your mouth shut so your moans don’t leave your room, barely being quiet as if your mother wasn’t on her way home. his cock was buried as deep as it could possibly be, being so rough so the message really gets through to you. his hips rocking up into you as you whine out a little, “m’s-sorry logan won’t do it again..!” he chuckles, he’s gonna fuck you like this regardless of what you wear — probably finding any other reason to put you in your place other then an excuse like your clothes. “better be sorry, next time I won’t be so fuckin nice.” and you try to nod from the grip on your jaw, you feel him reach a hand around to your breast, pinching at your nipples — the sting just adding to the pleasure. logan even feels your cunt clench on his dick knowing it was a reaction from the pinching, wanting to tease you about it. “yeah you like that? just needed daddy to fuck this pretty little pussy huh?” he says as he reaches his hand down to your cunt, rubbing at your clit. your legs almost give out on the bed from how good you feel, eyes going half lidded as your mind goes blank. your slur out a whiny, “wan-wanna cum..” logan speeds up the pace of his hips he doesn’t answer for a second, suddenly slithering up a hand to your cheek and giving you a light slap. “is that how you fucking ask me? am I so deep inside you that you forgot your manners?” you shake your head immediately, changing your choice of words. “no said i want to cum please daddy!” and he just grumbles, still pounding away at your cunt and rubbing circles around your clit. you feel your legs shaking as you get closer to your orgasm, “there you go..” logan says seeing you cream on his dick with a cry, and a few more thrust into your cunt logan cums deep inside you. burying his cock as far as he could up your cervix and you push at his stomach babbling little nothings. he pulls out, cum dripping out of your hole as he picks you up, pulling you into his lap. reassuring you about how good you took him.

[reunitedinterlude]

celebrating 15 years of dan and phil [12/15]

you're next to me in my life