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Boygenius did a cover of The Parting Glass by Sinead O'Connor with Ye Vagabonds and it comes out tomorrow!!
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deadpool flirts with everyone and it usually doesn’t matter because he flirts with everyone and the general response is “ok wade”/no response. but with wolverine? with wolverine it’s obvious that whole damn movie he would fuck that man. the eye contact the smirks the innuendo the carefully placed claws. just say the word
#and wade is occasionally thrown off because oh my fucking god. This guy matches my crazy (like Vanessa)#deadpool#deadpool and wolverine spoilers#deadpool and wolverine#wade Wilson#sorry this is going to be a deadpool blog for the week
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izzy roland is the smartest person alive
#LIKE OH MY GOD???#GIRLIE DID THAT ON A WHIM#the crazy eyes that izzy is making in that pic is getting me as well#dimension 20#never stop blowing up#d20#nsbu#nsbu spoilers
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call me npc, cause i'm not playing! 🧍♂️
#fanart#the amazing digital circus#tadc#pomni#tadc pomni#gummigoo#did not expect to like this episode so much and get crazy emotional during it. oh my god#i'm so full of psychological horror yum!#mims hall of fame
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MWAH!
#if you're cold they're cold. Let them in#project sekai#pjsk#prsk#emu otori#proseka#tsukasa tenma#nene kusanagi#rui kamishiro#wxs#wonderlands x showtime#scopophobia#monitoring goes hard. had to get this outof my system#congrats deco27 for releasing a new song that sounds like a new song[TRAIN PASSES OVERHEAD]#Well my most esteemed oomfs have agreed with me so idc. his discography has been looking up since hao though. i like hao. ^_^#Hi everynyan i got my fucking wisdom teeth out last week i AUUUUGH. FUUUUUCK. MY LIFE#Its fjne. Its fine its whatever. Tch. Tch.#I;m feeling the end of semester crunch something crazy i also have a cosplay to make in less than 2 months i havent started#emunene revstar art keeps me going#I NEED TO POST STUFF TO BSKY FIRST BC I WRITE THE ALT TEXT THERE AND THEN GO OH FUCK I DIDNT PUT IT ON TMBLR OT TWT. And u cant fucking#edit alt text onto stupid tweets because that app fucking sucks. GOD DAMNIT
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ocean blue how do you do
#ninjago#nya jiang#nya smith#nya ninjago#jay walker#jay ninjago#jaya#ninjago jaya#jaya ninjago#stormshipping#lego ninjago#aphid artisms#seabound#ninjago nya#ninjago jay#ok yay#wow so crazy#underwater so wonderful#you may be asking how jay is breathing down there#well ill tell you this#hes not#:p#i love this season so much ugh#nrg nya my roman empire#also i gave up with the fish holyyyy cannoli#i suck at drawng fish#i used myself and a stock image as reference lel#this is so much better than the last time i drew sea nya bc omg…#i looked at that piece again and im loling so hard oh my god#anyways hiiii 6 months improvement i suppose
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ronpa memes to cope. be safe y'all
#i feel so crazy today oh god#danganronpa#danganronpa 2 goodbye despair#sdr2#kazuichi souda#chiaki nanami#hajime hinata#gundham tanaka#nagito komaeda#akane owari#my art
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Day 5: Peer into the darkness
Previous/Next
(prompt list here! ) + bonus bc i cant help myself 😔
#narinder and fox lore goes crazy#fresh out of gods to war with Bishop Narinder was just looking for a fight and oh boy did he find it#he straight up said fuck curses and weapons and started chomping#fit of divine madness really. the crown was full on sin for days after that#anyways i find it funny#cotl#my art#cotl fanart#cotl lamb#cotl fox#cotl the fox#drawtober#cotl drawtober#cotltober#cotl the one who waits#narilamb#cult of the lamb
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Middle school bakudeku was like, Horrible bully x Freaky stalker wasn't it because holy shit Deku really was freaky as hell-
The guy knows his moves, stance, food habits, SHOWER AND SLEEP ROUTINE??? WHAT THE FUCK MAN-
To be clear, the Smash comics aren't Canon canon. This is just another way of understanding bkdk's dynamic and progression.
#IZUKU YOU REALLY ARE A FUCKING FREAK WHAT THE HELL#I wish ppl rlly understood and saw just how crazy this boy is#in middle school deku wanted bkg in every way like- horribly- very very questionably#and bkg's violently fought back and also very horribly bullies him#while they were also childhood friends before that#what the absolute fuck is wrong with them#bkdk the massive red flags you are oh my god-#evelynpr bnha#bnha#mha#my hero academia#izuku midoriya#bakugou katsuki#bakudeku#bkdk
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Made in the Image of Bill
Closeups of the quality gets roasted (just like bills family) ->
#gravity falls#gravity falls fanart#silas birchtree#silas birchtree fanart#gf bill cipher#bill cipher fanart#bill cipher#BRO I LOVE SILASSO MUCH YAYAYAYAYAYAYAHAHAHAGDGAHAVAAAA#YAYSGDHSHSGAHAAHAHAHA#ROTTING CORPSE#I LOVE IT SO MUCH#HOT TAKE MAYBE BUT THIS IS A BETTER VERSION OF MICHEAL AFTON#I LOVE THSI SO MUCH BROO#BILL#PEAKED HERE#BILL LITERALLY PEAKED WITH SILAS LMAO#also I love this his name means forest so it’s like a birch forest#Minecraft reference oh my gooodd#ANYWYAS#YES#ILL STAND BY THIS AND DIE ON THIS HILL#I FULLY THINK THAT#like bro bill went absolutely crazy#and indulged in every selfish thing he wanted to#HE WAS COPING AHAHAA#like#I just know everytime he reminded his multiple wives that he was the local epic god he would secretly mope about his family#idk maybe the his traumatic backstory beans on my mind too much and now I’m trying to include it into the narrative of EVERYTHING HES DONE#the book of bill#book of bill
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i think i'm hilarious -- aka i made blood blossom danny au memes
all of these come from my DpxDC prompt "i am pushing the batdad agenda--" and it's corresponding additions in the reblogs ksdjlf.
i am. rotating them in my head. forever and always. personally i think there should be more batdad aus in dpxdc, their dynamic could be neat. :)
#THAT FIRST ONE TOOK ME A HOT MINUTE TO MAKE. i have never been more careful with a trackpad. imgflip doesnt have an undo button#i think its fucking hilarious#its a batdad au#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dpxdc#dpxdc crossover#dp x dc crossover#dp x dc#dc x dp#mmm i need to come up with a name for this au#found family ftw WHOOOO. i could just do a generic 'blood blossom au' tag but i want a specific one because i like being unique#eldest batkid danny au#chronically ill danny au#danny: im grateful he's helping me but im still kinda apprehensive...#battinson: vaults over a car to escape reporters. likes rock music. isn't fucking evil. punched a cop. actively looking for a cure#danny: ...huh. okay.#furiously pushing the batdad agenda for my own gain. just look at them guys. they're funny little guys.#unofficial witness protection to adoption pipeline.#bruce wayne accidental teen acquisition. save a teenager gain a son#its about the adventure of them going from strangers to friends to family :)#im bored of the bruce slander guys in the words of hermes from hadestown:#“[its] about someone who *tries”*#danny saw a funny man in a funny costume eat the side of a dumpster and has never related more with someone on a spiritual level#“brother eugh i feel that. oh heY WAIT HERO BUDDY?? SAME HAT??? SAME HAT?”#danny's been the only hero he's known since he was 13. on god he is leaping at this opportunity. like YES. PLEASE BE ANOTHER HERO#HELP ME GET AWAY FROM CERTIFIED CRAZY MAN. HELP. YOU'RE SCARY AND HIDING IN THE DARK. EVEN BETTER. HELP A BROTHER OUT HERE#blood blossom au#for the time being thats the name
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AND THEY LIVED ON PABOO? AND GOT TO GROW OLD IN COMFORT???? THEY GOT TO GET GREY HAIRS AND THEY GOT TO REST?????? THE CLONES GOT A HAPPY ENDING??????????????
#space.txt#STAR WARS#THE BAD BATCH#THE BAD BATCH SPOILERS#DUDE OH MY GOD#OLD MAN HUNTER IS FUCKING CRAZY#1k
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so much happened in this whole episode but i’m still on fig infiltrating ruben’s dream, making it look like the place where his friend was murdered, and then disguising herself as kipperlilly & repeatedly saying different variants of “somebody needs to take the fall for this, and it’s not going to be me. it’s going to be you.” while adaine as the elven oracle shows up next to her. can you imagine waking up from that, the idea of a horrible truth being pinned on you by your friend to save her own skin while the personification of fate and destiny stands there, almost as a promise that this is GOING to happen to you. we don’t even know if this kid is guilty. my god.
#fantasy high#dimension 20#fhjy#fhjy spoilers#fantasy high junior year#fig faeth#ruben hopclap#lucy frostblade#the rat grinders#adaine abernant#kipperlilly copperkettle#watching fig terrorize him like girl!!! we don’t even know if he’s guilty!!!!#this might just be for me but i do not think 5 teenagers willingly brutally killed their friend idk#like there just has to be some other element to it and i am very scared to find out what that was#what if they were put in a position where they felt there was/there was no other choice… like oh my god#my comedy brain is having fun but my ‘this is a teenager’ brain is in such deep distress all the time this season#the rat grinders i trust brennan to not make u cartoonishly evil so i am holding u as gently as i can in my confused shaky hands#also with the devil’s nectar i’ve been wondering why they all seem so well-adjusted & now i’m curious if they’ve been intentionally-#changing their memories in a way so that either the trauma is lesser or they think they aren’t guilty. idk#but it seems like from how gertie was talking she was making it more recently so the well adjustedness from early jy doesn’t quite add up#they could have another source maybe??? idk i’m just low stakes 4 a.m. spitballing here#there’s also the strong possibility that they’re aware of what happened but they weren’t the ones who killed lucy. idk who knows#the way you could probably devil’s nectar yourself into believing it wasn’t your fault someone died… CRAZY IMPLICATIONS!!! CRAZY IDEA!!!#anyways the bad kids & the rat grinders don’t ever have to like each other but i do wonder if at least some of those kids deserve a chance
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no logan actually has me in a chokehold, all I can think of is him being away for a mission but you’re so needy for him that you grab one of his flannels and ball it up and shove it in between your legs and then basically humping it to get off, and maybe he comes back early from said mission and you don’t hear him come in so he’s just watching you for a while before he’s had enough and decides to take matters into his own hands, btw love your writing keep up the good work!!💕💕
nat’s note: i read this and immediately had to put my phone down and walk away to breathe for a second. your mind is so beautiful anon, thanks a bunch for sharing! hope you love it <333
|| feat. logan howlett x fem!reader || 18+ SMUT MDNI ||
Six days is a long time.
Six days without Logan is almost unbearable.
The first three days were fine, nice even. You had the whole house to yourself, free to sprawl out on the couch and binge watch the guilty pleasure shows he always makes fun of.
The quiet was a welcome change—you could really relax, could sit with your thoughts.
Then day four rolled around, and things changed.
You started to notice the little things—the leather jacket he left slung over the back of the dining room table chair, the way the bed felt too big without him, how cold you were at night without him plastered to your back.
By day five, the quiet wasn’t soothing anymore; it felt empty.
You missed the sound of his voice, missed his scent melded in the sheets of your bed, missed the warmth of his body next to yours.
And by day six? Well, six days without Logan wasn’t just lonely anymore—it was a special kind of torture.
It wasn’t just the emotional closeness or the comfort of his presence you longed for—it was the rough scrape of his stubble on your skin, the way his body pressed into yours, heavy and demanding. The way his voice dropped when he growled your name, hands gripping your hips with a possessive edge that sent shivers down your spine.
You didn’t just miss him, you craved him.
It was settling in an unbearable ache, low in your stomach. A constant thrum that served as a reminder of just how much you missed his touch.
You didn't realize just how spoiled he'd gotten you. You haven't gone a day without at least four orgasms all year. Logan made sure of that, enforces it like it's a house rule he'd die before breaking.
You’d gotten too used to the feel of his hands roaming over your body, the way his lips traveled from your mouth down to the space between your thighs, the way his cock brushes against that special spot inside you each time he slides home in your pussy.
Your body longed for him in a way that made it almost impossible to focus on anything else. Every thought seemed to circle back to Logan, to what it would feel like to have him here, right now.
The worst part—no amount of toys or creative use of your hands was enough to soothe that ache. It didn’t matter how many times you tried to satisfy yourself; nothing worked.
The frustration was unbearable.
You blame that for your lapse in judgement when you made your way into your shared closet.
It was completely innocent at first, just you looking for something to wear to bed.
You only happened to trip over a shirt Logan must have left strewn across the floor before leaving. One of his favorites, a worn down brown and red flannel you'd seen him in countless times.
Before you even registered what you were doing, you bent down and scooped it up, burying your face in it. His scent—earthy, woodsy, and unmistakably him—hit you like a freight train as heat began to pool between your legs.
Suddenly, it was like Logan was there, surrounding you completely, teasing you with his absence. The ache deepened, twisting into something even more unbearable.
It was almost too much. That raw desire you’d been trying to hold at bay snapped its leash, and suddenly, the thought of going to bed wasn’t even an option.
You were already soaking wet by the time you made it to bed, greedy lungfuls of Logan's scent enough to get you there in no time.
The flannel was warm in your hands, the roughed up fabric felt oddly comforting against your fingertips and the skin of your cheeks.
As you settled onto the mattress, a thought crept in. Wicked and indulgent in a way that made your ears burn with shame and your stomach swirl with heady arousal that fanned the fire raging between your legs.
Before you could stop yourself, you slid your panties off, your body already tingling with anticipation
You pulled the shirt between your legs, pressing it against your dripping core, the familiar scent wrapping around you like a vice.
You moaned at the feeling, the first rush of relief flowing through you like water through a desert. The friction, the smell, it was almost like he was in bed with you, touching you, guiding your movements. But no matter how nice it felt, it still wasn’t enough.
The ache was only just lessened, the thrum of need was still there, undeniable and persistent.
With a whine, you leaned back on the bed, knees bent, legs spread wide, and you started to rock your hips against the fabric. Every movement sent delicious waves of pleasure through you, but it wasn’t the same. Not quite. You needed more—needed him.
Your fingers gripped the flannel tighter, dragging it harder against your aching clit. Eyes squeezing shut, you let out a desperate moan, hips working so fast the bed frame started thumping against the wall in a steady rhythm.
You closed your eyes, letting yourself get lost in the fantasy of him—of him under you, of his hands gripping your thighs, pulling you closer. His voice low and gravelly as he whispered filthy things in your ear.
Your breath came in ragged gasps, and you were so lost in your thoughts, so caught up in the moment, that you didn’t even hear the front door open.
Didn’t hear the heavy footsteps making their way through the house, getting closer and closer.
But when the door to the bedroom creaked open, your eyes shot wide, and there he was.
Logan, home a day early.
He’s stood in the doorway. His sharp gaze locked on you, jaw clenched tight. His eyes darkened, filled with lust and something else—something dangerous.
Your heart pounds frantically in your chest, but your body refused to stop moving, hips still grinding slowly against his flannel as if they have a mind of their own.
You expect him to say something, to scold you, maybe—but instead, a slow, dirty smirk spread across his face.
Without breaking eye contact, he crosses the room, shedding his leather jacket with a deliberate slowness as he does. He drops into the chair sitting in the corner of your bedroom, legs spread wide as he leaned back, watching you with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine.
"I didn't say to slow down," he growls, the edge in his voice making your stomach flip. "Keep going, baby. Show me how much you missed me.”
The command in his voice was irresistible. Your body responding before your mind could even catch up, hips rolling against the flannel faster again, a soft whimper slipping from your lips. The friction feels even better knowing he’s watching, eyes dark and heavy with desire as he sees you fall apart.
"Logan, please" you gasp, hips moving faster.
"Please what, darlin'?" he hums.
"I don't- ah! Anything, please," you rush out, eyes glued to the obscene spread of his legs, where his strong thighs stretch the thick denim taught.
Logan shakes his head with a dark chuckle. "No, you wanna get yourself off without me you do it. Can't have your cake and eat it too, baby."
You whine, high and loud as tears burn at your waterline, threatening to spill down your cheeks. "I can't," you sob, voice tiny and pitiful in the quiet of the room.
"Don't be like that, princess," he chastises, clicking his tongue at you disapprovingly. "Know you can come just like this. Bet that pussy's been drippin' for days, huh?"
You nod pitifully, biting down on your lip as your legs starting trembling on either side of the balled up shirt.
“Fuck, look at you,” he growls, voice dripping with lust. “So needy you couldn’t even wait for me, huh? You missed my cock that bad?”
You nod again breathless, the pressure building between your thighs becoming unbearable as his words wash over you.
“Bet you were thinkin’ about me, weren't you?” His voice drops, rich and syrupy, and it crawls over your skin like a slow burn. “All this time, wishing it was me between your legs instead of that fucking shirt.”
Your movements grow more frantic, eyes dropping to his lap, zeroing in on where his thick cock presses against his thigh, tenting his jeans lewdly. Your mouth waters, lips dropping open with a quiet moan as you imagine him slipping between them, fucking your throat and making your jaw ache.
“Such a dirty little thing,” he purrs, his voice sending shivers down your spine. “You like putting on a show for me, don’t you? Gettin' off starin' at my cock while you fuck yourself with my shirt? Goddamn, I can see how fuckin' soaked you are from here.”
The flannel was soaked now, wet and clinging to your folds as you desperately rub yourself against it, your body trembling with need. Every roll of your hips makes you more desperate, more sensitive, pleasure coiling tight in your belly and almost ready to snap.
Your moans grow louder, filling the room as you chase your release, the rough fabric of his flannel dragging against your swollen clit in all the right ways. Logan watching you—making you do this—had you teetering on the edge, your breath coming out in sharp pants.
His voice was a constant stream of filth, each word sending shock waves of pleasure straight to your core.
“Atta' girl, that's it,” he rasps, his voice rough and commanding. “Come for me. Drench that shirt, baby. Make a mess of it. I’ll fuck you right after, promise.”
You were teetering on the edge, your whole body trembling with need as you rock against the flannel harder, faster, desperate for release.
"Come on, baby," he goads, leaning forward in his chair, eyes burning with something feral as he licks his lips. "If you get it nice and dirty for me, I'll wear it for you."
That was all it took. The thought of Logan walking around in his shirt after this, the fabric soaked with your essence, staking your claim on him, has you coming.
Your body shudders violently as waves of pleasure crash through you, pulling you under. Your back arches off the bed, hips jerking erratically against the flannel as you cry out his name, hot tears spilling freely down your cheeks.
Logan growls in satisfaction, eyes locked on you, watching as you tremble and gasp through the aftershocks. He stands from the chair, slow and deliberate, stalking toward the bed with a dark gleam in his eyes as his hands drop to his belt.
“Good girl,” he rumbles, voice thick with desire as he climbs onto the bed, caging you in with his body. His lips brush your ear, his breath hot against your skin. “Now it’s my turn, baby. And I ain’t even close to done with you yet.”
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a/n: wow this really got away from me lmao...it was not supposed to be so long ANDDD sorry for the low-key fade to black ending but I had no idea how to end this heheh okay bye love you!
#— 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 ♡#— anons ♡#ᯓ★ 𝐧𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭!#i really got nasty with this one#it called for it#oh my god when i read this#i should have recorded my reaction#like my face?#crazy#thank you sm anon#logan howlett x reader#logan howlett x you#logan howlett fic#logan howlett imagine#logan howlett smut#wolverine x reader#wolverine x you#wolverine fic#wolverine imagine#wolverine smut#x men#x men x reader#x men x you#x men smut#marvel x reader#marvel x you#marvel smut
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The moment when you find exactly what you were looking for (it was your best friend the whole time)
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#oh to see your best friend and question wether or not it’s possible to believe another person into godliness#because you believe in her. and she’s the closest thing to a god that you’ve ever known.#I will never shut up about them. I don’t think it’s possible.#‘my president’?? okayyyyyyy 🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈#im sorry. they are so in love it’s actually crazy.#I use the term ‘in love’ to describe strong nonromantic feelings also :)#but like it’s debatable. y’know. my headcanons are too specific to put into words you just have to link brains with me.#figs shirt was supposed to say ‘my girlfriend is a wizard and she will kill you’ but I couldn’t fit all of that on there#fig faeth#kristen applebees#faebees#figsten#rip fig you would have loved queerplatonic partnership and polyamory#I would include kristen in that statement but she’s already aware#it’s been too long since I’ve posted about them. I clearly have some feelings built up#fantasy high#d20#dimension 20#d20 fantasy high#d20 fanart#fantasy high fanart#fh#fhfy#fhjy#queerplatonic#undescribed#not described#my art
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"Old friend... I miss you so much. I'm so sorry."
#genesis rhapsodos#crisis core#final fantasy vii#ff7#dirge of cerberus#angeal hewley#buster sword#aerith's church#post doc Genesis#post doc#ff7doc#ff7dc#yes my heart was *breaking* the entire time I was working on this oh my GOD#if it wasn't clear a recently woken Genesis has stumbled across Aerith's church#and found good ol' buster inside#and he gets very very emotional about Angeal#many regrets#many laments#one day I'll write the damn fic that goes with this#but for now#enjoy the pain#(also crazy realisation but this is my FIRST TIME EVER drawing post-DoC Genesis)#what the hell#it's been like EIGHTEEN YEARS WHAT#also#banorawhite#I FINISHED IT DKFJASDJASK
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