#we’re fucking that man!!!

[darkwing-katy]

Help I haven’t even started on the sigil skirt yet nor have I rewatched any Evil and yet Leland is taking over my life again

I do this to MYSELF I know but ahhhhhgh I’m obsessed with this man and I’m supposed to be working on original stories right now, not thiiiiiiiiissssss

(did buy beads and fabric for the skirt, also bought a 3-inch cookie cutter so I can make sure all of my sigils are the same size because I’m weird like that, and now I’m wondering if I can also make a simple goat demon therapist head purse out of felt with little beads of blood trailing out; please someone stop me)

[moodyvoid]

More ChildhoodFriend!Touya AU 🖤

Imagine after the two of you meet again, Dabi notices part of a tattoo poking out from under your shirt.

He asks you about it and you pass it off like it’s nothing, just something you got done years ago.

He moves your shirt to get a better look at it — it’s the name “Touya” that you had tattooed in remembrance of him.

[spooksicl-e]

he was a man of habits, narrow and concentrated habits, and i had become one of them… i was a whetstone for his mind. i stimulated him.

[lothcatthree]

what maul and savage were surprised to find was an unlikely ally in the form of marshal commander cody with a durasteel fucking chair

thank you for creating this menace @merlyn-bane

[trans-androgyne]

When discussing things like privilege and oppression, people seem to have one of two ideas about transmasculinity depending on what suits them best at the moment. They either picture a passing masculine trans man or a femme-presenting non-binary person. Both of these prototypes are skinny and White and relatively palatable to the general public. They find it easy to paint both as basically having cis privilege anyway, just wanting to play up their oppression to make people feel bad for them or excuse their (trans)misogyny. They’ll call the former a misogynistic dangerous Aiden and the latter a basically cis theyfab. There’s no room at all for people like me, people on T but still perceived as a butch lesbian. Closeted transmascs. Intersex transmascs. Multigender transmascs. Gnc transmascs who’ll wear a beard and a dress, but are allegedly exempt from experiencing transmisogyny. And yet even those two prototypes still get discriminated against, assaulted, and killed in cold blood. But that must have been despite their male/cis privilege.

It’s funny that those narratives are so dominant. Have you considered you’re seeing transmascs as privileged because you’re only hearing from the most privileged transmascs? That the handful of skinny White transmasc youtubers and musicians and celebrities you can name only got that far because they fit the picture? But invisibility is a privilege, so I guess the rest of us should shut up and be grateful.

[kamwashere]

was having a good day then i remembered that if ever we do have a spideypool live action film, it would most likely be tom holland as spidey

[kaysdenofchaos]

TMMT Mikey having part time jobs in both the yokai and human districts

He tries to cover up and wears a really dumb human disguise that all his coworkers see past, except they don’t care bc 1) it’s probably medical and they know their job doesn’t give enough health insurance, 2) it ain’t their business, and 3) for a dude they’re convinced comes in high he’s a damn good worker

[pinkmirth]

handsomeeeee ❤︎

[indelicateink]

as an american, sam reid’s total inability to hide his contempt for overly fake-chipper american journalists, especially ones who Have Not Done The Assigned Reading know and care about the show, will never not be hilarious and iconic to me

[nando161mando]

[potato-lord-but-not]

Wait how do you see the Parker and Arthur relationship? I assume it’s some sort of love based on your drawings. Are they best friends? Are they best friends who make out? Are they soulmates? I’m just curious as I am unsure about my own opinion on this and wonder what your ideas are while you’re making these drawings. Thanks!

I’m thinking something like private eye partners with benefits. Parker probably caught feelings along the way but he knew Arthur, and was content with what they had.

Ugh they

[voxphantasma]

⚠️✋ you’d never want me to appear, you never want this to be over

[IMAGE ID: a digital illustration/one page comic of bill cipher and ford pines from gravity falls.

the first part is a close up of bills and fords hands as they shake hands, with the text “what you’ve done you cannot undo”.

the second part is three close up panels of fords eyes. in the first one his eyes are open and they look normal, with the text “i have always”. in the second one his eyes are closed, with the text “kept you close”. in the third one his eyes are open again, but they’re bill’s eyes, with the text “than you’ve known”.

the final part is bill hovering over a small silhouette of ford, along with four more yellow triangles, with the text “i am riding in the shadows behind you on a pale white horse”. / END ID]

[starrylevi]

Better Days ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

You don’t know if it’s the comedown from the meds, your period, or one of your disorders making you feel this extreme sadness but you need this feeling to go away. It’s more annoying than anything. You’re not one to compare anyone’s pain but Levi’s been through an entire war in which he lost his eye, a couple of fingers, and his ability to walk. The war in your head is nothing compared to that. So what you do is you grit your teeth and just try to ride this almost debilitating wave of misery until it’s over.

Of course you’re silly to think that Levi wouldn’t be able to tell something’s wrong. He’s lost some things but he definitely hasn’t lost his perceptiveness.

“Oi…” His tone is soft as he places a hand on your thigh, taking you out of your thoughts. You realize he’s right in front of you and he’s wearing a small frown. When did he get here?

You blink rapidly, your surroundings slowly coming into focus. “Hey.” You reply, your tone also soft but there’s an underlying tiredness in your voice and it doesn’t go unnoticed by Levi.

“You okay?” He asks you, giving you the chance to open up and be honest, his eyes looking at you with concern.

You blink a few more times, still in a bit of a daze. “Yeah, I’m just-“

“Don’t do that.” He cuts you off gently. You know what those words mean. You know better than to lie to me. And you do know better. But you also don’t want to burden him.

You give him a tired smile and continue. “Really, Levi-“

“C’mere.” He cuts you off again with a pat to his thigh, beckoning you to sit on him.

“Your legs, Levi.” You remind him, worried your weight on him will put too much pressure on the lower half of his body.

“I don’t care.” He sighs before he grabs you by the waist, surprising you with his upper body strength despite you knowing that he continues to keep himself in shape, especially when it comes to his arms and core. He places you onto his lap and positions you so that you’re sitting bridal style on him in his wheelchair.

“Levi…” You whine, although you let out a slight chuckle as your arms find their home around his neck.

“Mm?” He looks down at you, his eyebrows raised as his arms encircle you.

You roll your eyes playfully as he feigns stupidity.

He gives you a small smirk before his expression softens, concern still present in his eyes. “Seriously, what is it?” He asks, his voice barely above a whisper as he presses his forehead against yours.

You sigh yourself before your shoulders raise in a defeated shrug as you look back up at him. “I don’t know…I’m just sad.” You give him a glum smile.

And there’s the truth. It hurts him to know you’re feeling this way and there’s no way for him to realistically help. He wishes he can reach inside you and pull all of the negative feelings out. He would swallow them himself if he could. He can deal with sadness but it’s a struggle to watch you deal with it. So for now he tries to help as best as he can through his touch, holding you tight against his chest as he places kisses on your skin. He might not know what to say but he knows how to touch you to remind you of the promise he made to you before the war, of living through better days. You are his better days. They don’t exist without you. But more importantly, you deserve better days. You deserve the laughter, the hugs, and the happy tears. Better days are coming, but they’re also here. And Levi’s willing to go through hell and back to make sure you stay for them.

[pennyserenade]

i’m actually so serious about ewan mcgregor’s filmography. no one else is serious enough abt it. there’s so many incredible movies and about 90 of them are underrated or cult classics. star wars is great but it’s almost one of the least interesting things he’s done. there’s trainspotting! there’s moulin rouge! shallow grave! down with love! i love you phillip morris! big fish! perfect sense (devastating movie)! birds of prey!!! not to mention his season of fargo!!! where he plays not one but TWO characters and blows it so far out of the water i was genuinely sobbing by the end of it. like on my knees. good stuff

[lycandrophile]

yknow there’s so much bad shit out there in the world and so much of it is aimed at people like me and i spend so much of my time trying to understand it and document it and make sense of it but sometimes. sometimes i hear someone singing a duet with their pre-t voice and the harmonies are breathtaking and i just want to open my bedroom window and scream to the cars driving by that I LOVE US I LOVE US GOD I FUCKING LOVE US

[wreckedandpolemic]

has white and gold Matty and girlie ever tried anal stimulation??? . . . on him?

this is soo delicious… it takes a long while for it to get brought up, longer still to work up to actually fucking him (which you do, and both find you’ve got a bit of a taste for it hehehe). it started on a random night, after matty’d had you plugged all day, twitching and jerking your way through a pile of errands and a business dinner. shit, you look so pretty like this, he’d murmured, gently tapping on the plug just to make you squirm. you’d look pretty too, daddy, you say, breathless and without thinking, but the way matty freezes and then moans means he definitely isn’t against it.

the next time it comes up, you’re idly sex shopping, clicking around mostly to rile him up. that’d look good on you, you say, half-joking, but he only nods thoughtfully and adds it to your basket. the little box sits unacknowleged for a while, until you get him soft and sweet and pliant and carefully broach the subject. do you trust me, daddy? you ask, delicately stroking the inside of matty’s thigh. of course, he murmurs. let me fill you up? i promise it feels good. really good.

your hand slides down, gently brushing over his hole as he flutters under your touch. yeah, princess. please, he says, and you watch eagerly as matty slicks up his fingers, spreads himself open with an ease that suggests it’s not new to him. interesting… he looks beautiful, gasping and moaning, back arching off the bed. m’ready, princess, please, he practically whimpers, and you smile.

so needy, daddy, you coo, coating the plug in lube and watching his eyes track it eagerly. you slide the plug into him, transfixed as he accepts it greedily. fuck, feels so good. so full, he moans. you giggle. y’gonna be fuller when i fuck you, you tease, and matty shudders; whether in excitement or trepidation, you can’t say, but you stroke his cheek with one hand and trail your fingers down his cock with the other. you look so pretty. look how hard you are, daddy. can i ride you?

matty’s sweating, curls plastered to his forehead as he nods. please, please… he whines, and you trace your hand over his chest tattoo as you straddle his hips. yes, daddy, you moan. so good, such a good boy, shit. matty moans and writhes like you’ve never seen, desperate and wanton as you lose yourself in each other, sweating and panting and oh-so sated.