#ughhhhhh but like

[goldensunset]

kieran’s champion battle theme is a banger i’m literally feeling residual fear and stress listening to it even afterwards

[magpie-to-the-morning]

I don’t WANT a career. I want to cuddle and sleep and eat and read and create and love and be loved.

[sonykatzen]

[insert clever caption that makes you think hard]

[etoilesdeglace]

Vax'ildan and Keyleth in The Legend of Vox Machina 3x01 "A Deadly Bargain"

[yeyinde]

i'm on a virgin reader kick which somehow led me to coupling that w former chief conservation officer/retired alpha John Price. so. you know. shoot me. or something.

It's an accident, of course. 

An unfortunate combination of poor timing and human error. 

But this accident culminates in Price folding his body over you—mating press, you note a touch hysterically; you'd have expected him to be all tradition: presenting to an alpha on your hands and knees, cunt bare for the taking, waiting to be claimed. And while it might not be traditional, Price will claim you tonight. Bully his cock into your drenched cunt, split you wide on the thick of him, on his knot (fuck, fuck, fuck—), and keep you plugged up around him until the unexpected heat passes. 

And really. What's an old, grizzled alpha like him supposed to do when an untouched, unclaimed omega like you—so sweet, so desperate—is thrown headfirst into a vicious, blistering heat. It's not like either of you really have a choice, after all. It's agony. It's want. Primal, instinctual. You need him. Ache with it. The urge, the desperation, to be filled. Claimed. Conquered. Owned.

As he presses bluntly against your drenching slit, notching heavy and insistent into your fluttering, aching hole, spilling slick in thick rivulets down your thighs, over the engorged head of his cock, you can't help but to wonder how could you be so stupid? 

[seiwas]

you know iwaizumi wants to get you home asap from the gym when he loads the plates onto the barbell for you.

he pushes you hard most of the time, making sure you’re fully independent in the gym—that you know what to do on your own. he makes sure you push yourself hard in your workouts too.

but, there’s something about how you look right now: strands of hair falling to frame your face, the baby hairs by your hairline slightly wet, sticking to the edges of your forehead. you’re huffing out, hands on your waist with your elbows bent. he can practically feel the heat radiating from your cheeks.

it’s a look he’s seen before, many times actually—in the gym, yes, sometimes on a morning run. when you’ve stood by the stove for far too long, helping him cook the bulk of your meals for the rest of the week. after a whole day of spring cleaning.

you look like this underneath him too, hair a bit more everywhere on the bed you share, after a night of—

yeah. he needs to get you home. now.

[napping-sapphic]

Sometimes i wish flirting was as easy as taking a girls face in my hands and telling her i have time for her, that i’ve got time for all her hopes and worries and rants and goals and wants and needs

[ashwii]

Rise sonas — young Pastel asking Night what the hell he even does as his "job" for the first time -w-

For more context — At this point in time, this lil kid has hardly any affiliations with Night whatsoever. Pastel just kinda bumps into Night one day and starts bugging him and didn't leave him alone since. Night is.. not the biggest fan of Pastel XD. The lil twerp keeps bothering him while he's working 🙄

Pastel by @daedelweiss

[heeslomll]

park sunghoon… the man you are…. I have no words look at him MY MAAANNNN

[banefort]

co-presidents of the “my father is the worst man alive, and i am his favorite daughter” club

[ladespeinada]

The Bear, S2E9, Omelette // If Beale Street Could Talk, James Baldwin

[blighted-lights]

stares into the distance. thinking about my "ravage lives" au again where both ravage and megatron are dealing with their own frames failing them. megatron having been rebuilt time and time again and is now in a body that is no longer his own, that he doesn't feel connected to, that has no bite. ravage having a body that no longer serves its original purpose- what purpose does a cassette serve without a host? and when did ravage start seeing his frame as something that needed to have a use rather than just being him?

there are sections of megatron's frame that he cannot feel anymore. the very ends of his fingers, a joint here, a panel there. his plating feels loose against his protoform; there is no connection between his spark and his shell. and ravage dealing with the aftermath of being torn in half by tarn. his legs and spinal strut were rebuilt, of course, but it's not the same. none on the lost light are specialized in the care of a cassette's frame. sometimes his spine is stiff, sometimes his legs lock up, sometimes he aches. and sometimes he can't move at all; forced to depend on those around him and despising the dependency of it.

idk im rambling. i just think about them a lot.

[usertoxicyaoi]

"I'll make a ton of cash, and leave this place."

TAIKAN YOHOU (2023). EPISODE TWO.

[idyllcy]

i wish i didn't know you as you were - leon x reader

"I adore you to no end." Leon holds your fingers between his, pressing a kiss to it as you blink up at him, brow raised at him as he smiles back at you. "I hope you remember that."

"I wish you'd show me by staying." You whisper, tying your handkerchief around the tassel of his sword. "I wish you'd stay rather than go."

"The king has ordered it. It is either I go or I take someone new. I can not do that to you, beloved." Leon shakes his head.

"We can forsake this life of luxury you have earned. I beg of you. Escape back to my home with me, my love." You whisper, head resting on the hilt of his blade. "I fear not of poverty, my knight. I fear a life without you."

"You wish for me to abandon my country? The very thing that I have laid my life for?"

"I will knight you." You pray. "I shall knight you shoulder to shoulder, and you may change your oath to serve me as your lord rather than the king. I beg of you. As your beloved and spouse, I beg of you to."

"And how shall we escape death from the king?"

"Do you not wish for death by me than death alone?"

"I have not the luxury, beloved." He whispers. "I shall return, I promise."

All that is returned to you is a bloodied handkerchief. One that is all too familiar to both the touch and eye.

You wish he listened.

[orangekittyenergy]

I wanted to challenge myself and work on drawing armor……so NATURALLY I picked the easiest armor in the game 🙃

Sketch vid 👇

[krea2re]

prints i made to give to the iwtv cast at the screening last night 🥰