#this is very late :O

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

Bakugo is so Nike shoes and his gf is absolutely a converse babe

this is so late but OOUUUUGH I NEEDA SAY SUM

i dont have alot to say cus you basically said it all, but katsuki is SUCH a nike shoe person to me i feel like he really does like shoes, borderline collector (don't trust bones w them preacher stompers trust me yall only me)

i feel he'd really like nike n jordans, even bape too, i'm not that familiar w the shoe game but i feel like he'd love collecting diff colors to match w his fits cus i KNOW he has swaggy fits,, his parents are fashion designers (again. do not trust bones but also do not trust horikoshi his sense of style is sickening... atrocious. trust me n my pinterest board only yall)

he is very much a nike x converse boyfriend u are very right :33 im so sorry this is so late :((((

much luv xxx

[bonetrousledbones]

yeah ok i'll jump on that trend

[seamayweed]

WOO DO HWAN x Marie Claire Korea (June 2024 Issue) & Dinh Van Paris (Menottes Collection)

[zarla-s]

Out of nowhere, another Infinite Fusion sprite! Bellsprout fusions are my favorite lol. There was an existing Mewtwo/Bellsprout but it didn't have the dot eyes and the dot eyes are IMPORTANT TO ME

[patreon]

[luck-of-the-drawings]

EDYN TIDESTRIDER, CHALLENGER OF THE UNDERSEA, RIVAL OF THE DEEP. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOUR BROTHER WAS CHOSEN TO BE A WEAPON OF THE GODS? HOW WILL YOU UNDO WHAT THEY HAVE DONE TO HIM?

[osamusriceballs]

Kinktober Day 29 <3

Suna x public sex

Warnings: NSFW, fem reader

Words: ~ 1,8 k

Kinktober Masterlist II -> Last day

"You can't-"

Your legs press together, his cock now tightly squeezed between your thighs. You see yourself in the mirror, clad only in the lingerie that he chose for you. A black and white compilation of lace, one that reminds you of his old high school uniform that he often gives you to sleep in.

"But I'm doing it right now, aren't I, doll?" His hands wander from your hips to your sides, rubbing the exposed skin until you feel warm all over.

"We're in public-" you weakly protest, already succumbing into the way he's touching you so gently. Suna knows how to push your buttons; he knows how to get you all worked up for him.

"You just need to keep quiet. Can you do that for me? Keep those pretty little noises inside?" His lips touch the back of your neck, and you see his eyes attentively watching you in the mirror, gauging every single one of your reactions. He can read you like a book, not needing any encouragement, but knowing exactly what you want just from analyzing your body language. "Can you?" He repeats when you don't respond, and you softly nod as an answer, not trusting your voice to come out steadily. "Good. Such a good doll for me. You look so sexy in that lingerie." His hand comes to the flimsy pair of panties that barely hide your pussy, his fingers tugging playfully on the material until you feel it stretching over your clit. "Rin, no- it's gonna rip-" you lowly protest, laying your hand over his to stop him from pulling harder, even though you want nothing more but to feel more of that friction. Or at least feel something that will help to ease the ache between your legs.

"It's not worth buying then," he dryly comments, but stops tugging and you let out a low shriek when the material snaps back on your skin. His cock rubs between your legs when he lazily thrusts his hips, your thighs pressing together even harder at the sudden friction on your clit.

"Rin-" you while, your hands pressing harder against the mirror when you push your ass against him. "Shh. I though you can stay quiet for me." He raises an eyebrow in a teasing manner- and under other circumstances you would have swatted his hands away and pouted until he kisses you to make up for it.

"It's kind of hard to stay quiet when your cock is between my legs." His hips thrust once again, a deep, strained breath leaving his lips at your words. You know that he loves it when you're vocal like this. "Oh, doll, that's not even close to what I will do to you. You should know better." His hand comes up to your chest, his fingers tracing the lacey pattern of the bra while his gaze roams over your body, no hurry in his movements and actions. You know that he doesn't really care about the fact that there could be other people in the shop, hell, there even could be people in the dressing room next to you and he wouldn't care. An assistant could come up to you any second, banning you from ever entering the shop again, if she knew what you're both doing on there, but you know that Suna won't stop until you're both satisfied, no matter what happens.

"Pull them down for me. Slowly." He whispers in your ear, pulling his hips back until his cock no longer pushes between you legs and his chin rests on your shoulder. Your heartbeat speeds up and you hesitantly reach for the dark material, being fully convinced that there is a stain on it already. You hook your thumbs into the hem of the panties, keeping eye-contact with Suna through the mirror while you slowly pull them down your thighs and let them fall down to the ground. You know that you're wet already, eager for him to touch you more, but he keeps one hand on your side while the other plays with your tit, his gaze fixated on your exposed cunt. "Hm, look at you. Even prettier without them on." He compliments while his thumb firmly rubs your nipple, eliciting a small moan out of you.

You arch your back into him, your eyes half-closed while you watch his hand caressing your body and softly holding you. "Can you- Rin, please, fuck me," you whisper, doing your best to keep your voice down, and he smiles at your attempt to lower your voice. "Can't deny my pretty doll face anything when she begs for my cock like that." He softly kisses your cheek before his hand moves to his cock, pumping himself slowly and spreading his precum all along his length. "Can't wait to feel you around me." He groans, two of his fingers pinching your nipples at his words, and you let out a moan- so loud that you wearily glance towards the curtain on your back, but much to your relief, no one comes to kick you out.

"You want me to prep you, doll?" His cock halts at your entrance, the tip barely dipping into your wetness, and you know your knees would give up if he wasn't pressing you so hardly against the mirror. "Just put it in. Rin, please fuck me," you beg, still trying to keep your voice as low as you can, and he groans and slowly pushes his tip inside. "So wet for me. Wet from having my cock rubbing between your legs. Such a dirty slut for me." His voice right next to your ear does something for you, and you let out another low whimper, just a tad bit louder this time. He tenses at the sound, pausing his movements when his cock is only half inside. "Gimme a hand here." He suddenly grabs your hand from the mirror, and you yelp when your face is pressed against the cool glass, your breaths making it foggy and harder for you to see his pretty face. You feel his tongue around your fingers though, licking a long stripe along two of them before he presses the digits against your lips.

"I want you to suck on these fingers while I fuck you. Pretend it's my cock. Make them nice and wet for me, doll." He rasps against your ear, and you desperately pant and clench around the tip of his cock when you slowly bring the fingers inside your mouth. You taste his saliva on your tongue, making sure to make a show of how you swirl your tongue around them before you put them into your mouth and he lets out a low groan when he sees how you suck eagerly on your fingers. You feel his chest heave against your back, his hand on your hip tightening his grip for a second before he abruptly pushes further inside of you until he's fully sheathed inside. Your walls flutter around him, you feel so warm and wet and welcome around him, and he finds himself pausing for a moment, enjoying how you clench and writhe in front of him while you suck on your fingers. Such a lewd sight- only for him.

He doesn't waste any time before he pulls his hips back and quickly pushes them forward again, making sure to hold your body steady to go deeper. Your breath is erratic, just like your heartbeat, your pussy throbbing for him, aching to have him fuck you, to have him touch you more-

"Don't worry, doll, I'll fuck you how you like it. I know what my little cumbucket needs," he hisses through gritted teeth and then he finally starts fucking you. His thrusts are slower than usual, for no doubt his measly attempt to keep quiet, even though you know for sure that the sound of skin slapping against skin can be heard in the next cabins. They are more powerful and harder than usual, his grayish eyes carefully observing your reactions until he sees how your face contorts in bliss. That's when he keeps angling his hips in the same way, knowing that he found your sensitive spot, and he will make sure to reach it every single time that he thrusts inside of you. You feel the heat coiling in your stomach when he fucks you just right, just how you need it. You're being used like a sex toy- and you love every single second of it.

You stiffen in front of him, feeling the warm glass against your cheek when he hits the same spot again and again, and you know that it will not take much more to make you cum. You whine against your fingers, slightly biting down to muffle your moans, and you feel how your legs tense even more when you're close, so close to reach your high-

"C'mon, doll face. Cum for me, and then I will fill you up. You like that, don't ya? Being full of my cum, walking home with my cum dripping down your legs." There is a need in his voice that makes you go feral, and you meet his thrusts with your hips, knowing fully well that you can't hold back much longer. His hands grab your hips tighter, and you gasp for air when you feel him so deep inside you-

Your thighs clench together when you suddenly reach your high, a particularly strong thrust sending you over the edge easily. You whine around the fingers, trying to stay as quiet as you can, but you can barely focus on staying quiet when you feel him tense too, his arms grabbing you almost painfully hard at this point when he cums, the hot liquid filling you up and painting your walls white. Your eyes roll back at the feeling, of being so deliciously full of him while you both remain motionless, just your ragged breaths escaping you while he holds your limp body up.

You know that he would usually praise you and massage your stiff limbs- he doesn't seem like it, but Suna is definitely a master at aftercare- but now he simply kisses your bare shoulder, only a few quiet words reaching your ears, like "love" and "pretty". You shiver in his arms, your mind slowly getting clearer, and you notice that you have drooled quite a lot around your fingers- much to your embarrassment, but a mischievous glint in Suna's eyes tells you that he definitely enjoys seeing you like this. You hesitantly pull your fingers out of your mouth, your jaw slightly aching from being kept so widely opened for so long.

Suna slowly pulls his softened cock out, not caring much about the thick droplet of cum that drips down your thighs and onto the new panties, much to your horror. His lips curl into a smile when he sees your reaction, and he leans down to reach for them and he soon holds them up with a triumphant huff.

"C'mon, doll. Get dressed while I buy the set..."

He suddenly slaps your bare ass, and you shriek as the sound echoes through- probably through the whole shop. "Rin!"

"...and then we can go home. I want to rip it off for real this time."

[manasurge]

Just a bit of lore relevant vent art (with terrible proportions bc apparently I mess that up horribly when I'm tired ugh. Watch me regret posting this tomorrow. The head size is already driving me mad bc it's too big, and I can feel myself wanting to abort this mission already) of Mourynn just, lying down on top of one of those large elevated Pale Tree roots far above the Grove (and far away from everyone else), and during the time between the early years and before the Personal story. Caithe is gone (Destiny's Edge), Wynne is gone (bc well, y'know...), even Faolain is gone (bc of Caithe in DE), and she's just feeling miserable, lost, and alone. (Her hair is in between her sapling hair and the Zhaitan hair, so it's grown out a bit bc she's depressed, and she's meant to be in the new outfit she designed, but I'm in the process of redesigning it a bit, so I've made a few tentative changes for now. Her collar is now just an extension of her clavicle leaves which can be put up like a collar, or can be draped down over her shoulders or back)

[plusultraetc]

happy spooky season!! here's the Halloween header as it's own post! I'm not much of an artist but I thought this idea was really fun 🧡

[lpsotd]

If nobody’s beat me to the date, could September 10th’s lps be ferret #482?

todays littlest pet shop of the day is ... ferret #482 !! for you, anon !!

[wrensog]

today i hand you my daily dose of doodling gtws ,,,

[froggtogs]

he’s hanging out with goats!!

[daily-selfship-questions]

Do you ever watch silly compilations of videos with your F/Os? Like try not to laugh compilations or try not to sing along ones? Perhaps things of like cat videos compilations or fail compilations?

[cherrylight]

hi fellow selfshippers !! <3

daily reminder: selfshipping is for you! its definitely only ever *for* you! i completely understand feeling self conscious or weird for having a f/o, or gushing about a fictional character because we were a part of an era where it seemed odd or weird; but i assure you, its not weird! its comforting, its safe, its fun. you get to gush about your f/os or even your most favourites, the ones that have been with you FOR YEARS or recently came to you from new things you got into!!!

i know its really difficult to get your mind off that and let yourself enjoy it, its hard when you told yourself you wouldnt selfship EVER AGAIN then you came back to it because it made you happy but you are so afraid to gush openly or talk about your selfship, or talk about your f/o in fear of it being weird or odd; again, its not! its totally ok.

its a learning process, but do whatever *you* wanna do with your selfship <3 even if it may be scary or you are so incredibly self doubtful that you shouldnt do it because its silly or dumb, its not but its ok to have those thoughts! push through it, because youll find yourself falling in love again or remembering why this was so fun to you. it takes time, sure, but you will get through it. 

again, its not silly, or weird, or dumb, or odd, or even stupid to selfship. dont let others cruel words decide your life, your f/o loves you even after years of not seeing you, they love you and are so happy youre back; they missed you.

[luck-of-the-drawings]

"I think this is the most inhuman; and human, that I've ever felt.." MUCH CAN HAPPEN IN A YEAR. IN FIVE YEARS. A DECADE. imagine how much can happen in a century. just ONE (1). How will you grow? what phases do you find? even in 5 years, you will find patterns.

[deeply-unserious-fellow]

Im about to make a fucking conspiracy board about why I don't think Bucky and Dae are getting out of Re-Animated single. There is no escape from allo-normativity on Disney Channel, everybody needs to be dating or else the world will explode or something. That look Bucky gives Dae during the sand-witch bit in her intro episode, combined with the "like a Greek statue" comment in Teeny Witch and their minor interaction in the intro have an. Energy, I guess, Idk how else to phrase it- Dae is one of the few characters Bucky has ever sincerely complimented in the entirety of the FRANCHISE(See: the entirety of Teeny Witch). There's appearently going to be an episode called Crazy, Stupid, Crush next month that is OBVIOUSLY going to be about somebody having a crush, and the only characters that aren't officially paired up yet are Dae, Bucky and Wynter(tho tbh that episode could also be abt A-spen and Willa, since Re-Animated doesn't seem particularly concerned with keeping to the movie continuity? But since they're officially a couple in the movies and it seems like Re-Animated is getting "not SNP approved", if u know what I mean, I'm a little less sold on it being about them). The 'aceys got replaced with that one guy that Bucky treats significantly worse then he treats the 'aceys in the movies, which is only proof if you'e delusional abt Bucky and the 'aceys being poly(like me) but whatever. DISNEY CHANNEL LOVES PAIRING UP ALL THE SIDE CHARACTERS HAVE I MENTIONED THAT YET!?!?!?!

Anyways if I end up being right I'll probably write a whole essay abt my mixed feelings on the idea of them getting together. If I'm wrong then y'all can point and laugh it's fine 😔

[duck-in-a-spaceship]

Black Holes and the Pale

OKAY so. Black holes, pale, I don't think it's hard to see the similarities that could be drawn there. The pale is consuming reality. It is expanding. No one knows what lies at its heart and so many unanswered questions surround it. Famously, the same is true of black holes. Really, they're the closest thing we have to the pale; a destructive, consuming, unknowable force. And Disco Elysium does NOT shy away from drawing these parallels.

The first comparison is easy: both black holes and the pale are big, and can't be seen. Without the help of an accretion dick (matter and energy surrounding a black hole. hang tight, we'll get there) the only way they can be observed is by watching how they warp light. And they sure can be massive, with the largest one we've found so far having a mass of about 1 billion suns. They are the densest thing in are universe. Denser than anything.

Get closer, and we make it to the accretion disk, sitting outside the event horizon of our black hole. These are simply all of the matter and energy orbiting the black hole, often on an eventual path towards singularity. In the way that a porch collapse shows matter "rising into the pale", the accretion disk represents that same boundary. It is everything being pulled into the black hole, and it makes an incredible spectacle as it goes. Particles churn at appreciable fractions of the speed of light, glowing with energy as they do so. This "uproar of matter" that Joyce describes mimics that great boundary, the final moment of unrest and chaos before nothingness.

And now, the event horizon, that road you cannot come back from. This is my absolute favorite parallel, because it is exactly how black holes work. Once you pass the event horizon, any direction you move in will only bring you closer to singularity. That's how warped space and time are. Not only is there no hope at escape, but any attempt to struggle only dooms you faster.

But information doesn't just get taken into the pale, it's also spat back out. Bits of conversation travel across time and space. Kim listens to old ghosts on his radio. Strange voices talk through electronic doorbells. A police officer forgets who he is.

Black holes, despite being famously inescapable, actually have to let one thing out: information.

The information paradox was a problem scientists had with black holes for a while. Basically, information isn't supposed to be able to be destroyed, but since black holes slowly disappear through Hawking radiation, it seemed like their information would go along with them. Very not allowed.

The physics here gets very theoretical, but it's generally agreed on that black holes HAVE to release information back into the universe. (Likely through mechanics similar to Hawking radiation.) Newer theories claim that as a black hole nears the end of its life, it would spit out all of the information it's gathered in its lifetime.

Another thing both this quote AND the last one bring to attention is how both the pale and black holes warp time. The pale, as we all know, does a lot of weird shit to time. It brings old memories to resurface, lets them mingle with the future, makes that the burden of the present. Black holes, with their immense gravity, also warp and bend time.

If you stumbled into a black hole, you could watch the universe speed up as you fell, time rushing by. But from an outsider's perspective, you would never even make it in. Once you reached the event horizon, you would freeze and then slowly fade out from view, never actually appearing to cross the boundary.

Black holes don't just grow forever; they also die. They release Hawking radiation, losing energy and mass at INCREDIBLY slow rates. And it seems like a similar thing will happen to the pale. After swallowing all of humanity, all of its fuel, the Pale will leech its energy back out into space. Elysium, in whatever state it's in after that, will be uncovered and given the chance to regrow, start anew.

The main question, really, becomes what will remain?

It's theorized that when black holes die, they release a final burst of incredible energy, a massive explosion tearing through the universe. Does the same fate wait for Elysium? If Revachol can avoid being torn apart by an atomic device, does it meet the same fate in atomic nature?

After the world, the pale; after the pale -- the world again.