#they shoot the shit

[brainrotcharacters]

wade's undiagnosed ADHD (giggling everytime Logan stabs him) is only ever matched by Logan's undiagnosed autism (stabbing Wade with his claws when he's overstimulated)

[egophiliac]

(looks at upcoming card releases)

I'm in danger :)

[disgracefulthings]

Shang Qinghua, holding a present: Happy Birthday my king!

Mobei-Jun: ...what?

Shang Qinghua: Oh, once a year humans celebrate our birthdays with gifts, so I got you something!

Mobei-Jun: No I got that, I just don't know how you know it's my birthday, I don't even know when I was born

Shang Qinghua, sweating profusely: I guessed

[wellship]

"Don't you ever shut up-!?"

[rhiangalaxy]

@nibbelraz's SQH bros AU brings me so much joy

[ID: A Scum Villain Comic. Airplane/SQH as a child dressed in yellow and orange robes looks up happily and says "Gege, do you have games on your phone?" The next part depicts OG!Shang Qinghua ruffling Airplane's head with a tired look towards a paper simply responding "No." with a smaller chibi version of him next to his head saying 'What is a phone??' as if thinking internally. Airplane, whines "Awwww..." in response to SQH's No. End ID]

[hanasnx]

so.. hot take fix idea..

fire lord zuko would totally try to fuck you anywhere.. i mean, who’d stop him? from the garden balconies to the throne room or even dining room and study.. it’s very evident that he loves you to everyone around and isn’t afraid to let anyone else know it either.

MINORS DNI 18+

"Zuko," you chide under your breath, shying away from ZUKO's lips that brush the sensitive skin of your neck. "Compose yourself." you hushed instruction is paid no heed as he presses himself into your back, pinning you between the railing and his body.

His lowered voice washes warm breath over your ear, sending chills down your spine, "How can I? I can't keep my hands off you." It's in poor taste for the Fire Lord to express such ardent desire so publicly, the balcony overlooking the courtyard is hardly the most inconspicuous place to do it. Even through his layers of robing, you can feel a familiar prodding, and you gasp when his teeth bite into your flesh to distract you. "No one's around." he expresses as if it's encouragement instead of a thinly veiled ploy. It's part of the thrill for him.

The official dressings you wear are inaccessible, you're unsure of how he'll proceed without baring you entirely for the world to see. When his hands grab at the fabrics, bunching them up to inch them higher you reach back to catch him. "Zuko!" you whisper indignantly, glancing at him from over your shoulder. He leans in, furthering you over the balcony from his weight as he steals a grinning kiss from you.

"A quick one, my love. If anyone so much as looks in your direction I'll skin them alive." The barbaric threat is entirely to make you dissolve into giggles as a distraction, moving aside the expensive silks so he can get at what he knows is waiting for him underneath.

[charcoaldustonmyfingers]

So backstory to this is that my roommate and best friend got a beanbag the size of a bed and it was sitting in the middle of our apartment for a while. It was extremely comfortable and I would curl up to sleep in it, but because it was so big I’d sink into the center and people wouldn’t know where I was lol. It was nice though, cause The Bean was big enough to share!

It’s nice to snuggle with friends or siblings! I love how Rise wrote the brothers to be more physically affectionate

[hurlingdown]

making fun of gojo in bed....calling him daddy while pounding into his cute cunt...begging him to go 'harder' when hes struggling to ride your dick and shaking from overstimulation...kkkkkkkk

“they say, girls call you daddy in bed, ‘toru. is that true? is that what they call you while you’re pounding into their little cunts with your... what? with this?” you pinch his swollen clit and he cries out, hole fluttering uncontrollably where it sits impaled on your thick girth. “you fuck ‘em with your little cocklet, satoru? or should i say, daddy?” 

“please,” satoru sobs, tears rolling down his cheeks in fat globs as he struggles to lift his hips with the unbearable fullness sitting inside his tummy. “i’m s-sorry. ‘m no daddy… you are.” 

[i-eat-deodorant]

[ca-d]

perseids and northern lights?!!?! magical ✨

[essektheylyss]

It is WILD to me how many people just loudly broadcast their intention to scab, as if that isn't the fastest way to brand yourself as someone who will throw anyone else to the wolves in an industry that runs on collaboration, so every writer say it with me

[disgracefulthings]

Yue Qingyuan: Shang-Shidi, a demon clan is causing some trouble with some minor sects. Can you ask Luo Binghe to look into it?

Shang Qinghua: Sure, he owes me a favor anyway

Liu Qingge: How does someone like you get a demon lord to owe you a favor?

Shang Qinghua: I tell him what Shen Qingqiu likes in bed

Yue Qingyuan: WHAT?!

Liu Qingge: HOW-?

Shang Qinghua: Anyway I'll get right on that

[freakattack]

[idontmindifuforgetme]

rediscovering god tonight (playing a song i haven’t played in a long time, in effect feeling both the music and the emotions and memories associated with it)

[stefisdoingthings]

silence

also this is from Wolfwood's POV (in case it isn't clear) i have 0 normal thoughts (every song ever is VW)

[hanasnx]

Hop hop 🐇 strutting around Jay's apartment in nothing but panties and his leather jacket that's still warm from his body 🐇 hop hop

-doe 🐾

JASON TODD shirtless and in gray sweatpants and a thin silver chain around his neck, manspreading in his seat as he annotates on some blueprints. The Bat left quite an impression on him, including his knack for being thorough. The cap of his sharpie sits between his teeth, the soft squeaking of the marker scribbling on parchment filling the room. Even though you got laid this morning, you should be good, but instead you’re especially needy. He’d gotten back a little bit ago from picking up those blueprints, and the leather bike jacket he wore on his motorcycle ride had been thrown on the bed haphazardly. Crawling out in just your undies, you were chilly, so you put the jacket on. It sat on your shoulders like a curtain. Heavy, and huge, and stiff. Still warm from his body heat, it provided enough protection to pad out to see him.

It takes him a second to notice you, and when he does, that famous grin stretches onto his lips. Hopelessly attractive with defined dimples and smile lines that could kill, crookedly smiling at you with that cap in between his pearly white teeth. “What’re you doin’ over there, baby? C’mere.” He snips the cap from his mouth between his fingers like a cigarette, and you obediently come to his beckoning hand and inviting lap. You sit on his thigh, and the rigid material of the jacket stands up on its own. He snickers at you. “Whose jacket is that, babycakes?”

Timidly, you concede, “My Jay’s…”

It amuses him further, giving you a soft look with a flash of his raised brows. “Yeah? S’your Jay’s?” he mimics your melodic response in a twinge of a mocking tone out of endearment. “It’s, uh, little big for you, huh? Your Jay a big guy?” He wasn’t gonna let this go, and you fidget with your hands, looking up at him with those glossy doe-eyes. While he talks, a single finger moves aside the leather to get a peek at your bare chest.

“Huge.” you tell him with stars in your eyes, gesturing size with your hands, and it makes him laugh again, particularly inclined to adore you with a kiss on your cheek.