#uhhhhhhhhhh mark is mark.

[goldrogerstits]

what if the assassin you sent to guard your brother from the rest of your employees fell in love with him instead 🤔

[vinegar-on-main]

Mark is like I love my wife and then remembers their wife is dead and buried in a different world entirely

Mark: I love my wife!

The Horrors:

Mark: Cries

[felicitea-va]

silly little voice practice :)

[boxowo]

oh my fucking GOD WHY is it so fucking HOT RN?????????

[touch-starved-lurker]

thank you!! 🥰🥰

yayyy fellow charcoal enjoyer ^-^

YESSSSSSSSSSSSS CHARCOAL IS THE BEST

not showing my full pieces bc ✨internet anonymity paranoia✨ but here’s some bits i’m proud of in my most recent works

the full pieces don’t have such noticeable scratchiness, i swear lol

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

Yo, people, it genuinely didn't occur to me that people wouldn't know what Bliztø, Fizz, and Barbie's forehead marks are.

Guys, they're imps. In hell. They have a mark on their forehead that won't come off (to the point that not even scar tissue or make-up will cover it, Fizz hides his with a hat and Barbie puts tape on her's)

It's the mark of the beast. You know, the mark that indicates that you are one of Satan's chosen?

It's literally a goat skull with horns. Which is how Satan is depicted in this canon (yeah, Lucy and Satan are different people in this lore)

Anyway, that's super interesting to me cause Helluva Boss focuses a lot on classism and the class hierarchy of hell and uhhhhhhhhhh... This very much flips the script for Blitzø and Fizz in that regard.

"And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads"

As you read above, the mark of the beast doesn't give a fuck about class systems. It's just kinda permanently branded onto you, either on your right hand or your forehead. So, even though Bliztø isn't a blue blood, he has no fame or fortune, he was born at the bottom of the social hierarchy, ect, he's still capable of being important/doing important things.

For example:

"And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name."

Yeah, so, basically Bliztø, Barbie and Fizz have an immense amount of power as they are the only ones capable of doing any kind of business, at all, at the end of the world. Aka, the antichrist is born? Well, guess what. The entire economy of hell falls and suddenly a handful of imps are the ones in control of EVERYTHING.

I just think this is neat because it balances the power dynamics with Stolas and Lust.

[hey-august]

Can I get an uhhhhhhhhhh a soft slightly subby "Can I touch you" from Buggy to the reader? I am in need of smth cute but also vile (if you catch my drift)

Dearest anon, I adore this prompt but might have overthought it 🙃 If I missed the mark or you have more ideas in your head, plsss throw another ask at me ❤️

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, buggy x GN!reader, gettin' a little too touchy in public (it works out) Word count: ~600

a candle illuminates the dinner table for two. the restaurant is dim, as is the chatter from surrounding tables. buggy’s foot taps against yours. little nudges from the pirate across the table. easily ignorable. until his foot trails up your leg, dragging your attention along with it.

a stern look stops the advancement. buggy retreats, shifting back in his seat with a morose expression.

“you can have dessert after dinner, okay?” you remind the clingy clown.

his spirits lift at the prospect of a sweet treat. after a moment, he leans forward and reaches out. the gesture interrupts your story.  you look at him suspiciously, wondering if the spark in his eyes is from the candle or something else. his fingers wiggle, wanting contact with you.

“c’mon, you’re so far away and i wanna touch you. please? can i?”

he’s whining, but you can’t turn buggy down. he even dressed up for the dinner date. you slip your fingers between his and squeeze.

buggy waits until you take a sip of wine before continuing to follow through with his request. you cough into the glass when something squeezes your thigh under the table. your narrowing eyes are met with a smirk. he holds your hand tighter as his other appendage teasingly dances across your lap. your wine sloshes as you set it down. 

“cut it out!” your harsh whisper cuts through the hot fuzzy feeling in your head.

buggy’s hand works its way in between your legs until it can nest against your body and create just enough sensation to fluster you. the small movements feel stronger than they are. you’re growing self-conscious. worrying that the others can tell what’s going on underneath your table. that they can hear your breathing change. 

“buggy" you hiss a desperate warning before reaching down to detach the visitor.

“excuse me, is everything alright?” a waiter interrupts. heat overtakes your body, yet you freeze in place. 

you stare at your partially eaten dinner, afraid to look at anyone with the flushed face you’re wearing. buggy’s hand gets bolder, moving against you more. clenching your jaw or biting your lip won’t stifle the sounds he’s trying to coax out. you place your free hand against your mouth and lean your elbow against the table.

buggy waits until he sees your pleading eyes, asking him to do something. or stop doing something. he opts for the first.

“we’re good! too much wine, a bit of a headache, you know how the show goes…” buggy turns on the charm, pulling the spotlight towards himself.

his fingers stroke across you slowly as he continues with his performance - talking about local ingredients, complimenting the chef, discussing the spirit selection. you can hardly follow the discussion, choosing to poke around the food on your plate instead.

unfortunately, buggy can read your body as easily as a marquee. your attention is holding on by a thread, one that he severs with a well-timed trick of his hand. electricity shoots through your body causing you to drop your fork and lean into the table.

“m’sorry. i d-don’t feel good. -’d like to go back to the ship.” you speak quickly, trying to hide your shakiness.

the waiter finally catches a glimpse of your flushed face. between your heavy breathing and odd behavior, he hurries to get you both out of the establishment.

“i hope you feel better soon and return another time” the waiter bids you both farewell before leaving your table behind, not wanting to catch whatever illness you must have.

buggy finally retrieves his rogue appendage and helps you out of your seat.

“i think i still have room for dessert,” he quips, that spark still glinting in his eyes.

(prompt list)

[wallterwall]

I was playing ping-pong bms, and the ball was concrete, but UHHHHHHHHHH

...I might have hit Mark and made a dent in him😶

Help

Well, what am I to do with that information? Help him? Like he tried to "help" me?

[according2thelore]

So I've had a LOT of thoughts lately about the es/ls verse and just samdean as a whole, and I want to send SO MANY ideas to yall about them, but I don't want to spam your ask box so I'll just send this one FOR NOW.(I'm sorry in advance for the asks you'll eventually get coming from me lol, I've just got the brain rot(tm))

So, Nsfw Foursome idea, ls!Sam fucking es!Dean from behind IN FRONT OF es!Sam(after they've confessed to each other ofc). At this point es!Sam ahs only ever been fucked by es!Dean, so he's never seen this side of him. And so es!Sam is super turned on but also like, very jealous(and surprised cause Dean loooves taking it and is super pretty like this. Who knew his brother could make those sounds?)

And es!Dean is lowkey ashamed/embarrassed to show this part of himself to es!Sam because he's still supposed to be the big man and sam is his baby! Hes supposed to be the one begging and crying! Hes not supposed to see Deanlike this! So he's all red faced and panting, and hey, maybe even crying a bit. But he's also like, SO turned on.

Idk where ls!Dean would be during this, probably either holding es!Sam back and teasing him while he forces him to watch the other two without doing anything, or also fucking him in the same position so the two younger versions of themselves are facing each other.

Bonus idea: Ls!Dean being the one to fuck his younger self, which somehow makes es!Dean even MORE ashamed and embarrassed, and ls!Sam holding es!Sam back instead, teasing him while not letting him do anything about it, which makes es!Sam even MORE desperate and angry, but also...it kind of turns him on. Plus es!Sam wouldn't know if he should be jealous or not because they're *both* Dean, and its hot seeing him in both the dominant and submissive position at the same time, but also *thats his dean! Get away! He should be fucking him!*

Either way, throw in a few angrily horny comments from es!Sam and a few teary/moaning "I'm sorry sammy" from es!Dean as he literally loses his mind to pleasure, feeling ashamed/embarrassed that Sam is seeing him like this, and you've got a recipe for a scene I'd be giggling and kicking my feet to.

In the end their old selves would probably feel too bad to keep up the teasing, so they'd eventually let their younger selves lunge at each other at some point to make out or something lol.

(Also es!Sam seeing es!Dean being submissive for the very first time and being obsessed?👀)

There's just SO MUCH potential here.

Sorry for the sudden smut, I just thought you might enjoy lol.

hi, friend!!!!!

thank you for being so patient with me!! PLEASE spam our inbox omg--i ADORE to hear what you're thinking/what you've got cooking! and EEEE let's talk about it!!!!!!!! nsfw below the cut (and above it, lol)!

LS!Sam topping ES!Dean

FUCK I THINK YOU KILLED ME. YES YES YES YES!

LS!Dean biting marks into ES!Sam while he watches ES!Dean get his shoulders shoved forward so he's bent forward, perfect so ES!Sam can see every single thing happening on his face as LS!Sam's huge fingers open him for the first time. ES!Dean turning bright red but bucking back on LS!Sam's fingers because FUCK and his eyes roll back into his head a little and he's gasping and panting when LS!Sam finally puts the fat head of his dick right at his ass, about to push in.

ES!Sam watches ES!Dean take every inch, how much he shoves himself back against LS!Sam, how much he's begging for it. ES!Dean can't look him in the eyes. maybe he even begs "sammy look away" but ES!Sam is riveted watching him being taken apart.

ES!Sam knew ES!Dean was pretty but he didn't realize how quite fucking pretty ES!Dean is when he's begging. and ES!Dean--even though the humiliation of it is almost too much--cannot HANDLE how big LS!Sam is and how fucking hot it is to watch ES!Sam want to reach out but not being able to. to watch him fall apart from just watching ES!Dean.

ES!SAM&DEAN MAKING OUT WHILE THEIR OLDER SELVES FUCK THEM!!!!!!!! UHHHHHHHHHH. ES!Sam holding on for dear life while LS!Dean slams their hips together, punching noises out of ES!Sam who's scrabbling for purchase on the bedsheets, nails finally sinking into ES!Dean's arm who is being systematically taken apart with slow, dragging, precise thrusts that have him completely loose and begging at the same time. ES!Sam grabbing ES!Dean's tear-streaked face and slamming their mouths together, spit sliding out of mouths as their disparate paces keep trying to drag their mouths apart. ES!Dean begging sam for release and ES!Sam can barely hear him but his brain is screaming because surely dean is talking to him, and he begs dean behind him to go deeper, and now they're just begging into each other's open mouths.

2. LS!Dean topping ES!Dean

YES!!!!!!! the first foursome thing i wrote for them plays into this because it's SUCH a fun concept to me. radical self-love, lol. LS!Dean sees it as a form of domination/emasculation, but you cannot tell me any dean would not find fucking his clone a little hot. it starts as a power play but it ends in a weird emotional space when ES!Dean is trying to prove himself and LS!Dean immediately recognizes it for the nerves it belies. LS!Dean knowing exactly how to fuck ES!Dean up, exactly how close he is to coming and just keeps pushing him right up to that edge and back, and back, and back.

LS!Sam has ES!Sam's back pressed against his chest, so ES!Sam can see exactly how ES!Dean likes to get fucked. slow hand on his dick, just a hand cupping him and not doing a lot else, maybe a stroke every dozen seconds that is just-this-side-of-too-hard that has ES!Sam's vision going white. LS!Sam spilling filth right in ES!Sam's ear, hot and heavy and ES!Sam can feel his wet breath, close enough to kiss.

also you're so right, ES!Sam seeing ES!Dean's veneer and shiny-big-brother-routine get rubbed off with LS!Sam's huge fucking hands or LS!Dean's teeth leaving dark splotches already blooming on ES!Dean's freckled skin?? he's obsessed. seeing ES!Dean get dissolved into a cock-hungry, empty little vessel with big teary eyes and plump, pink mouth hanging open??? YUP. ES!Sam is watching it like he's watching the creation of the universe.

BTW: "i'm sorry sammy" launched me out of a fucking rocket. i can't even add anything because YES!!!! YUP!!!! MHMM!!!!!! /!!*(!UHEWIGF

FUCK can i tag your ask in our "fave" folder, lol?? this concept, and your writing (!!!!!!!!) is SO GOOD!!!!! GAH!!!! buying you a dozen roses.

THANK YOU FOR THIS ASK! and seriously, drop in any time!! it always makes me happy to see your name in our notifs! :)

-lizzy <333

(ES/LS verse masterlist/explanation here)

[teddybeartoji]

idk if mickeyshoko is really a thing but i can definitely tell you that's it's a proper ????? relationship. like yeah we're friends. friends who sit on each others laps. and rest their hands on each others thighs and waist. and drink coffee every morning together. we're friends who literally go to the bathroom together bc there simply are no Lines. none at all. i'm taking a piss while she's fixing her lipstick and it's just so normal. and so what if we've shared a couple of kisses here and there? one was a dare and one was just to tease satoru? that's literally what friends do???

if either one of us needs to get past the other in a tight spot, hands on the waist and ass against hips is a usual thing. we're just close okay. quite literally. just a couple of besties.

so what if she stumbles into the kitchen clad only in a pair of panties and my shirt. her own shirt was just so far away so ofc she grabbed the closest one. the hickeys on her thighs? uhhhhhhhhhh bug bites. the lipstick marks on my neck? uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh even weirder bug bites. it's a real problem. she's gonna call the pest control soon don't worry about it. why is she melting into me as i'm making our coffees? look she's just comforting abt the bug bites okay i need her help. she's a doctor afterall. she's gonna take care of me.

like a friend<3

[paperclipcore]

uhhhhhhhhhh

for ship bingo: fireoiny?

Idk why but for a whole minute I read this a fireafy. But fireoiny is good! A bit odd, but good.

I'm a honestly a bit of a sucker for rivals to lovers so they automatically just kind of work for me. However, as far as them together just by themselves go, I think I prefer them in a poly ship with Pin and Leafy.

Also if you're wondering why I marked "fanon is wrong" it's because I feel like too many people focus on them being/getting together and being super soft, and not them fucking hating each other and hating they wanna fuck each other.

[meyerlansky]

🤩😬🤲

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

already answered, but i will say i'm having A LOT of fun with aiden and his fucked up perspective/morality in some lambden wips that i unfortunately have not touched in a while but WILL get done EVENTUALLY

😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

UHHHHHHHHHH, is "all of them" an acceptable answer? because every single one would mortify me. but uh. on reflection. i think the a/b/o of [fictionalized versions of] actual historical figures would probably be THE most horrifying.

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

............okay just for you here is a little more pacrim au, still the same mess hall scene as most of the other snippets i've posted.

"Lansky, listen. You know they're not gonna let Delta sit in dock for long. Faster Siegel heals, faster things go back to normal, faster I'm outta your hair. But if it's not me, it's gonna be some other sucker."  There’s nothing on Lansky’s face. “What, exactly, makes you think I’d accept any alternate pilot?” he says, so blank Charlie can’t even be insulted. And he knows, just from the fight, just from talking to the guy, that there’s nothing on the planet that would make Lansky do something he didn’t want to do. But he also knows—”Then they’ll have someone else pilot her,” he says, and watches the edges of Lansky’s expression harden. “The Admiralty isn’t gonna leave a Mark IV sitting around.” Lansky’s mouth twitches down, just at the corner. Got him.

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[t4tdanvis]

Dante eventually realizes it’s not that Zenix wants to hurt him it’s just the act that he likes the idea of.

The point of biting him isn’t to cause him pain, just to see him bleed and leave a mark.

one day gene is like "*points at a very suspiciously bite-shaped scab* uh. what happened there dante" and dante is just like "uhhhhhhhhhh i. uh. i. fell down... the stairs?"

[otterlyotterott]

BONJOUR AS THEY SAY IN HELL

hi im otterly, nb they/them pronouns, this is my pinned post

i made this blog mostly to hoard and create wings of fire content but i'm trying to get good about writing about craft elements in the books and shows that i care about! i have a creative writing degree that qualifies me to talk very pretentiously

oh yeah i WRITE THINGS and use a lot of exclamation marks

i also like mlp and beastars

here is my

Archive of Our Own

FIMfiction

uhhhhhhhhhh what the fuck else do i say

i can be PRETTY VULGAR AND SHAMELESSLY RAUNCHY so if you don't like that

don't perceive me

[linklewinklewoman]

I don't know what cursed technique or domain expansion are so

uhhhhhhhhhh

do. Sailor Moon.

(It's the powers of the Jujutsu Sorcerers and Curses in Jujutsu Kaisen. Techniques are specific powers while Domains are kinda like pocket dimensions that the user creates that basically turns their technique to 11. Though there are all kinds of Techniques and Domains depending.)

Pretty Power: Dazzling others with your looks has tangible power. By using the power of Make Up, one can increase their power proportionally to how pretty they feel. The cursed energy dwells in the make up and works like a sigil or special ritual marking. Different make up has different effects, but one must apply it perfectly. Any mess ups or smudges can lower or remove power. Try not to cry Usagi!

Domain Expansion, By the Power of the Moon, I'll Punish You: A beautiful realm on the surface of the moon, Usagi is queen here. She is ethereal in beauty and none may mess up her powers. Any friends she brings in also receive power ups in accordance with the usage of her technique's activation condition of make up.

[ask-crow-aus]

Right, who is the oldest

uhhhhhhhhhh

uhhhh

hm.

see that depends.

A lot of us come from timelines with different times. For example, Pyro was born in 31XX

…while some of us were born BCE

but the oldest that I know of is Matthew in terms of creation. He marked the start of the ninth generation.