#truth thoughts

[shoto-brainrot]

Okay concept:

Dark Shoto.

Dark Shoto who punishes. Who presses his icy fingers into your skin when you disobey him.

Dark Shoto who jerks your chin up when you avert your gaze. Who gently but menacingly tells you to address him properly.

Dark Shoto who keeps you on edge until your knees tremble. Who corners you with question after question until you crumble under him

Dark Shoto who reminds you that you are a plaything, something that amuses him

Don't forget, you're utterly replaceable.

.. Only to build you back up when your self-esteem dips too low

I wouldn't fuck someone who wasn't pretty.

Dark Shoto who makes your sense of self-worth revolve solely around him

Dark Shoto who kneels down to your level when you tell him that you would do anything for him and whispers in your ear

"Then burn for me."

Dark Shoto who pushes the limit of what he can do to you with his quirk

Who freezes and encases your hands to a wall while he's roughly pounding into you.

Who holds you in his icy grip until you're shivering

Who leaves light burns on your flesh with his lips.

Dark Shoto who brands his name on you

Dark Shoto who enjoys making you cry underneath him, who relishes your whimpers and moans

Dark Shoto who gets hard from hearing you beg and plead

Dark Shoto who loves and cares about you in his own fucked-up way.

Dark Shoto who wants to own you body, mind and soul

[soul-from-another-era]

Unconditional love isn't a free pass to hurt me.

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

[echoesoftheinfinite]

Made to love, but not to be loved; made to understand, but not to be understood; always the poet, never the poetry.

[myhiddenquerencia]

Look at you, Wiping your own tears With the same hands That long to be held

Ayesha Zahra

[a-poet-within]

Softness is attractive.

[nightmareevara]

Most intimate thing you can do for the one you love is loving them the way they want to be loved

[datcravat]

SCIENCE BEGETS TRUTH✨

[leto-wriggt]

I try to make something beautiful of my pain, but sometimes I just have to sit with it. Sometimes all you can do is sit with it.

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Vanessa was out of pocket for this one..

[ink-after-hours]

"I'm scared that I'll never heal from the things I did for love."

[shoto-brainrot]

N s fw Sero headcanon? And ramblings

This boy, is so good at fingering. I don't know, i justt feel it in my bones. And if he's inexperienced, he would pick it up fairly quickly.

Why?

(bear with me)

Think about it, he has to be super dextrous with his tape and all. I think he's naturally developed the ability to sense tension and pressure just due to mastering his quirk. I'm 100% sure he's taped other kids and he's had to learn what is and isn't comfortable. I imagine his little friends have asked him to tape them to the wall or suspended them to pull some mission impossible shenanigans.

But also!!!

I can imagine him cutting his tape into smaller strips and doing all sorts of fun stuff with it growing up, such as making little puppets or tripwire. The pranks would absolutely get more elaborate with time and I think his fingers are so fucking clever from it.

But on top of that, I think he's empathetic, able to deduce how things would feel for others because he seems to be very socially aware (cough, typical Leo cough). You guys remember that little smirk he had before showing off his room? Mf knows what he's doing.

Look at him! This is after all the girls praised him for his room!

His roooommmmm, it screams chill. He's always smiling and that makes me think he does it for others and retreats to his room to recharge and relax.

Anyway, what I'm saying is, he would start slow, swiping his middle finger over your clit and gauging your reaction before he methodically adds pressure and rhythm. I imagine his other fingers would gently graze all over while you quiver under his touch. Ugh, he would be so confident, ahhh. The first time, he would only dip his fingers in after you were absolutely slick from his teasing. Then he would curl it, testing pressure and motion until you whined.

I think he would be intuitively good at it ;-;

But once he figures out your pattern, he'll dive in every time 😭 this dude is the type to get as many out of you we he can, back to back. You're gonna have to pry his off of you once he sees how you convulse under him. And omg, he'd drag you in a closet or bathroom when the mood hits him. If you're too loud, he might just put some tape on your mouth ;)

(and tease you about it too, whispering in your ear while he's knuckles deep inside you 🫠)

But honestly, it's nice because he takes great pride in what he does. If you're not a shaking, quivering, soaked mess but the time he's done, then what's the point?

And one last thing. He's got stamina ;m;

Yeah, those arms are wicked strong. He uses them to pull himself around everyday, fingering you for as long as you want is no sweat (btw, he's got insane core muscles 👀). He considers it a workout for his forearms. And he's gotta work out both, right? Asdfghjk

Love this man. Sero-tonin.

Did I mention he loves when you moan his name in bed?

[soul-from-another-era]

[frownyalfred]

I love that identity reveals between Jim Gordon and Bruce in fic almost always go the same way. Bruce goes "How did you know? Was it my acting?" and nine times out of ten Jim says something along the lines of "No, your acting was phenomenal. You gave yourself away by caring too much, Mr. Wayne."

Because the billionaire playboy cover was perfect and damn near airtight until one Bruce Wayne leapt in front of someone else during a holdup at a gala and "accidentally" got shot. No self-involved airhead with that much money riding on his life would ever -- ever -- let himself think of someone else in that moment.

[becomingvecna]

[jalmadora]

Miss Julie, 1951