#who KNOWS

[dormant-poet]

When you were 13, everyone always told you what to do. Now, you’re making those decisions entirely on your own, without reasonable practice (which should have happened when you were 13), and you wish you had just a little bit of help.

[chemicalmines]

yukari ^^

[quesocheeso]

Thinking about MK and Wukong’s relationship in this AU being quite literally eldest daughter-mother type cause I think that’s hilarious

But also this?? Simply vibing

Bonus cause you guys have been really nice:

You guys can have baby MK :)

Extra bonus cause I was feeling nice:

FAMBILY

[habizuh-studios]

animation wip // bright color (eyestrain?) warning

[mexicaballdrawz]

Shadow’s head:

the jokes write themselves

[xxlady-lunaxx]

sanegiyuu because giyuu initiates the first kiss, leaning forward and clumsily pressing his lips against sanemi’s. he’s expecting the surprise on sanemi’s face, expecting it as sanemi turns away from him immediately. he expected it and is already mid-way through apologizing as he backs away. what he’s not expecting is for sanemi to turn back around and grit out, his voice uncharacteristically soft, “do you go around taking people’s first kiss as a hobby?”

giyuu’s eyes widen, equally from the words and how meek and flushed sanemi’s face is. he looks so unlike himself, his cheeks and the tips of his ears a dark red, his bottom lip quivering in an almost pout. although, his eyes are still narrowed in his usual glared. but its effect is dampened by his expression otherwise.

“i’m… sorry,” giyuu says softly. and he means it. honestly, he’d assumed sanemi had at least kissed one other person. so finding out that he, in fact, hasn’t?

sanemi averts his eyes, huffing. “you’re a fucking idiot. at least ask first.”

“you wouldn’t have agreed,” giyuu mumbles. but sanemi was right. he’d dug his own grave.

“no?” sanemi swoops over and, much more precisely, kisses giyuu. his smirk is evident as giyuu sucks in a breath, nearly choking half way through before he gets ahold of himself. sanemi pulls back, looking triumphant and less pissed. without another word, he’s sauntering away with all the time in the world, leaving giyuu in complete shock and confusion.

“w-wait, what?” giyuu stammers, his response quite delayed and ever the confused.

[themeraldee]

love the idea of homelander early in a relationship getting overwhelmed with all these new affectionate and sensual skin to skin touches but of course not understanding why and being so frustrated that something he's always wanted feels like too much. and then his partner figuring out what's going on reassures him they can take it slow, it doesn't bother them, they want him to feel good too. just like this gradual exposure therapy to touch for him since he's always suited and booted up to the neck and he's definitely sensitive.

I dig this idea. I will say I imagine him to be okay with using his hands. We see him without gloves decent amount of times for me to believe that it's not that much of a sensory issue. Or just something he's had a chance to get used to.

(Plus he's been with Maeve and I doubt he was fingering her with the gloves on)

Howeverrrr I adore the idea you've painted with this ask. Like the urge, the earnest need to just be held, touched, revered and worshipped yet each touch from you feels like an electric current going straight through his nerves (he'd know what that's like). Like he wants you so bad, he wants to finally feel vulnerable with someone who loves him but it's so much more overwhelming than he accounted for. The same impervious skin that's capable of withstanding incredible forces, softens and becomes overly sensitive and malleable under a soft hand (very oobleck of him).

lil snippet where nothing happens under the cut ⬇️⬇️⬇️

Homelander prefers having sex with the suit on. It feels good, great even, but he gets to focus on just one part of him that feels that way, it's not his entire body being set on fire.

Now that you're in bed together you found out that he likes to sleep naked or in pyjama pants only. After seeing him in the suit majority of the time, that's quite the sight. He rarely allows his skin to be exposed as is, let alone in such tight quarters. You take the chance to run the back of your fingers across his back as soon as he turns to the side revealing the expanse of smooth, soft skin.

"What are you—" His breath hitches but you're not discouraged from the touch. You already rarely see him without the suit on, touching him is a whole other treat.

"—just wanna touch you." You interrupt him, immediately soothing him and stopping him from turning around with a flat palm on his back. You turn your hand around, gliding your knuckles down his spine. "I'll be gentle. Let me know if it's too much."

The part of him that's not used to gentle, genuine touches of any kind gets choked up. While he just about nods with an affirmative hum, his waterline stings with tears. His heart is beating like a rabbit and while at first tensed up he's slowly relaxing under your touch.

You take your time, switching from knuckles to fingertips. After a few spirals and mindless lines you start tracing letters across his back.

"Guess what letter I'm writing." You say, smile tinting your tone as you tear him out of his own self-destructive thoughts.

He hums again, confirming his participation in your little game.

After you trace your fingers up and across he says, "H." You praise his correct guess and continue.

"O."

"N."

"No, you got that one wrong. Try again." You trace the letter again.

"M."

"Yep! You got it."

"Alright I get it, it's 'Homelander'." He laughs a little and you can tell that he's enjoying this. From the first touch that made you feel like you were taming a feral animal, to the melted-into-the-mattress state you've turned him into.

"Shh, stop spoiling the game. Keep guessing." So he does, and while the word does end up being 'Homelander' it's still a lot of fun to be able to touch him in a sweet and affectionate way.

That moment turns things around, where he eagerly welcomes your touch and seeks it whenever possible. Finally allowing himself to enjoy the affection for what it is.

[badhairred]

READ THE WIP

Okay but if you haven't seen this yet, here is your prompter to pick up MsAlexWP new fic. It's amazing and it starts with Teddy POV, it's everything. Go read. @languagelessonswolfstar

[android-and-ale]

Aww! Thank you!!! I *love* that I have eager fans! It's the fic writer's dream.

Believe me, if I lived in a country with public healthcare you'd be getting a chapter a week. I need McCoy to break all the temporal prime directives (we know he loves it - just look at him growing people new kidneys in ST:IV!) and slip me a little something that'll cause new teeth to grow in adults so I can stop paying more per crown than I do for rent.

I hate the slow pace as much as you do. I need a work badge that says, "I'd rather be writing."

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one that added 35k extra words to the projected length of this fucking story ahgeilahgleiag

[newmsies]

what treat should John try for Christmas, I'll draw every suggestion i can get to if anyone would like to give me suggestions

[xamitras]

For many of years I had this tradition of drawing Wirt and the beast once a year to see how much I have improved, then depression hit in 2023 and couldn't continue, but it left so really amazing art in the process

[allthatdivides2]

my dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called “public transit” 😳💊 you’ll be going wherever you want for an affordable price 💯👨‍💻

me: yeah whatever i dont feel shit

5 min later: dude i swear the bus should have been here by now

random guy at the bus stop with me: the transit app is lying to us

[marsipain]

Norwegian Mikus :)

Left is Miku as a russ and right is Miku in a bunad!

[z13lovebot]

you guessed it! fish delivery!

[tofublock]

glistening summer

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