#then he called it disgusting

[pubby-from-outerspace]

bruh its 7:16 why is my mom already tryna start arguments

possibly not agere safe in the tags? i dont use any bad language but i do discuss ridicule from parents

[s-oaps]

Price’s reaction when you block his path with a riot shield

[fuckyeahchinesefashion]

Cnetizens: 'OMG TV shows in the 90's were much better than today''We were so well fed in the past'

[yayll]

~ a little something about Dazai slowly moving you in without you knowing ~

"Osamu, can I borrow a comb or something? I can't seem to find my hairbrush..."

You call out as you rummage through your duffle bag you brought to spend the weekend at his place. you do this as much as you can, it's lovely to spend time with the one you love... And also because he loses all sanity and rationality if he goes a few days without seeing you. You've been there before, and it's a nightmare for both you and anyone interacting with him. Poor baby!

He perks up, staring at you from across the room, chin resting on his palm and his eyes half-lidded. He's thinking about the day he hid that from you, along with a few other garments. He calls back, sounding scattered.

"Mm? Oh, you can borrow anything you want! Mine's behind the bathroom mirror."

"Okay!"

You open the mirror, and the shelf has not only your hairbrush, but one of your hair clips too. You tilt your head, calling back out.

"Nevermind! Found some of my stuff. Guess I left them here last time, heh."

He jumps at your new finding, quietly cursing himself for not hiding that before you came over. Dazai sighs deeply and immediately hops off the stool, beelining it to you. He clears his throat, playing dumb like the demon he is.

"Well, I think you should still use mine. Please, yours looks all old and yucky. If you keep using it all of your hair will fall out and you'll be bald and hate yourself for the rest of your life and nobody will want you! Except for me, of course~"

"... Um, I don't think so?"

"Well I do! Now, come on, let's get these silky locks in check."

He spins you around and immediately starts combing out your hair, humming a little tune to himself as he does so. He makes a mental note to hide the shirt and pajama shorts he kept last weekend too, that's for when he's alone at night. He also needs to make sure you willingly start leaving things, otherwise you'll freak if you're missing half your stuff. He's so gentle with you and having the time of his life, lightly dusting his fingers against the nape of your neck. He stifles a giggle behind that little smirk plastered on his face when you squirm a bit. He'll make sure you do it plenty of more times before you leave later. Maybe you'll finally beg like he's been wanting you to!

"There. All done."

He presses a soft kiss at the top of your head and you flash him a sweet smile. He could honestly pass out right there. And if he fell down, he'd be at your feet, and then he could be at your knees. Oh! And then you'd fuss over him and never leave his sight. And then... So so so cute...

You get a thoughtful look on your face, and turn to face him fully, popping his delusional little bubble.

"... Come to think of it, I feel like I always lose stuff at your place. You'll gather it for me if you find it, Osamu?"

At the mention of his name, he feels his entire body heat up. He blinks twice and tilts his head innocently. God, you look breathtaking when you're confused. He'll have to take a photo sometime for his album. You love posing for those, and he loves looking at you.

"Sure, but why don't you just... Leave things here from now on? You're here alllll the time, might as well just keep stuff here for safe keeping. I'll be the noble keeper of your things!"

You raise a brow, huffing into a laugh.

"Yeah? Is that what you want to be?"

His voice then becomes softer, needier, and dead serious. He stares right into your beautiful eyes, drowning himself in them. He mutters.

"For you, I'll be anything you want me to be. Afterall, I'm nothing more than a boy made of clay~"

You blush at that. Really hard. Amazing! he thinks. He reaches for your soft face that feels hot to the touch, cupping it inbetween his bandaged hands as he delicately rubs circles on your temples with the pad of his thumb. You wish you could look anywhere else right now because you're falling apart under him and he knows it.

"When you move in, you can do anything you want with the place. Especially with me."

"... Shouldn't we talk more about this another time?"

"Mmm no, not really."

He replies, his Hazelnut eyes go a little darker as he looks down at you.

"Hm, I think we should, cause you're too fast for me. You're like a Hare." You giggle as you say that, eyes twinkling.

"I like bunnies. I like you..."

He mumbles, going straight for your lips before you can say anything else.

Needless to say, you didn't get very far into the discussion after that. He wouldn't let that happen. And that's okay! He can adapt! He thinks he IS being a little pushy and a little too fast for your taste. He's sooo sorry, he'll take it slower next time. In between the sloppy kisses and the very indecent ways he uses his hands to toy with you, he desperately whispers in your ear one last time before he devours you fully.

"... We're staying together forever and ever, yeah?"

"Mmphhhmm..."

[justaz]

thinking about arthur who has crazy quick reflexes and is a relatively light sleeper who woke up to the sound of someone in his room and saw merlin crouched down messing with his keys before softly asking “whatre you doing?…before breakfast?”

[konigsblog]

cw: rape/non-con, stepcest, dd:dne 🔞

stepdad-ghost who forces his son, soap, to have sex with his slutty, mischievous stepsister. (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ it's soap's responsibility to make protect his stepsister, by impregnating her and claiming ownership, whether he likes it or not.

or perhaps, stepdad-price and his three sons, gaz, simon, and soap :3

[carma-tjol]

Show me your worst. I love it all the same.

As long as it's me. As long as it's you.

[moongreenlight]

I don’t care enough to go through and look at canon!Ghost’s tattoos. I just know he has the worst fucking pieces ever.

The work is fantastic, no doubt, but like the art… So bad. Horrible. Realistic lion. Realistic clock. Realistic roses. He googled “man tattoos” 25 minutes before walking into the shop and told them to make it work. Didn’t speak the entire appointment. Didn’t tell them to adjust the stencil. Didn’t have headphones. Just sat there like a big giant freak and then tipped 75% and left.

[soap-ify]

cw cunnilingus, f!reader, edging because soap is insane.

johnny didn't prefer going out to watch the fireworks for new year this time, despite being obsessed with explosions.

instead he had you splayed on his bed, his face buried in between your legs, sucking and licking at your sensitive cunt for what seemed to be about an hour now, not having let you cum even for once.

“johnny, please—! can’t take it anymore...” you whined desperately once you felt the familiar knot building up in your stomach again, only for him to pull back from your cunt and grin wolfishly.

“ssh… ye are only gonna cum next year.” he said cockily, blue eyes filled with mirth before he gave your twitchy clit one gentle nip, feeling the way your thighs were trembling profusely under his callused hands.

he had been sneering about it the whole day, about how you would only cum ‘next year’. you just didn’t think he was being serious.

the clock read 11:50PM, and all you could think about was the ache in between your legs, your senses already heightened up from being edged, his stubble tickling again your skin while your brain was a fuzzy mess, his fingers sometimes pulling apart your puffy folds to stare at your poor hole clenching and unclenching around nothing before he continued to lap at your cunt like crazy, messily slurping and licking your slick like a starved man, his chin all wet.

finally, finally, the faint sounds of fireworks exploding could be heard outside the apartment while the clock struck twelve, and you could practically feel johnny’s fingers tightening around your thighs as he continued to eat you out steadily like before, except that he wasn't going to stop this time.

a relieved loud moan escaped your lips once your orgasm hit you after what felt like an eternity, the strong waves of pleasure making your body convulse as you writhed and whimpered beneath him, legs all shaky and sweaty before you just sinked into the bed, panting heavily, too fucked out to properly comprehend what just happened. there was no way this wasn’t your strongest orgasm yet.

johnny groaned against your cunt, licking up your release happily before he pulled away, staring at your sensitive puffy folds with fondness, clit all flushed after the torture it endured.

“the first thing ye did was cum this year, bonnie.” he laughed with an idiotic smile adorning his lips.

you wanted to punch him.

[mrsoharaa]

thought of sitting down on your couch and watching a completely unrealistic "reality" love drama show with SatoSugu, both of their arms lounged comfortably behind you along the back of the cushioned furniture. you retort cunning, brash criticism from time to time with each passing scene/episode whenever something goes haywire, about how the men are repulsive and unloyal as fuck, all while Satoru leans in close to you and completely agrees with you, theatrics and all.

"That was so fucking disgraceful, what a asshole! she definitely didn't deserve that"

"Ughhhh, I know right?! he should've just came out and tell her to her face instead of pulling that shady shit! god, men ain't shit!"

and poor Suguru just glances back and forth between the two of you, enjoying the boisterous, distasteful remarks about the cheating partners in the current show you all were watching. he thinks it's silly and ridiculous, but he truly admires the full hearted admiration and passion that dwells in yours and Satoru's tone. the pure thrill and enticement in the both of your eyes filling his heart with so much love and adoration. he absolutely loves his silly, dramatic partners 💗

[cangrellesteponme]

i don't think wonderland is ready for those alices

[deltaruminations]

what if gaster in a future chapter calls out the audience for speculating so much about him. the guy canonically has some amount of access to Real Life Social Media. like i started this mostly as a joke but there are definitely some real metanarrative opportunities for a character with recklessly curious impulses, and possibly a fragile sense of self, having nearly limitless access to streams of debate over whether or not he’s a bastard. rude to talk about someone who’s listening etc

[ofswordsandpens]

"the Gabe and Sally dynamic in the show is abusive" and "the way they've portrayed Gabe in the show is distinctly different from his book counterpart and fans can criticize that" are two discussions that can coexist

[shotmrmiller]

Just love when the men (Ghost especially) are self aware that they are awful, greedy, dirty men. Aware that you deserve hands that won't taint you. You're too good. Too nice. Too soft. Aware that normal people wouldn't have fallen for the tiniest scrap of courtesy.

You should absolutely be with someone else.

Too bad he craves that kind of normalcy.

Too bad he saw you first.

i like when they think like that and then once the got you in between their jaws they are not letting go keep fucking dreaming

who cares if they're dirty they'll just sully you too. nbd.

[madforhoran]

to have Astarion think of himself as only being good at sex is heartbreaking.. why can't we praise him at some point for his capabilities to unlock the hardest locks, disarm traps, overall being useful in a fight as well

[headphonemouse]