#with my teeth alone

[popcornaddict500]

my lips are so fucking dry even though I'm constantly using chapstick. help me

[knifearo]

being aromantic is like. hey btw you're going to live a life that is the culmination of most of society's worst nightmares. sorry lol ✌️ but then you turn around and take a really good hard look at it and it turns out that living in that nightmare is fucking awesome and you get to wake up every day and take that fear that other people have and laugh and hold it close until it's a great joy for you instead. and being happy is a radical act that you define instead of someone else. and you're sexy as fuck that's just a fact of life i don't make the rules on that one

[bacchuschucklefuck]

doing chibi is a good design exercise bc it forces u to think on shapes n essential details, essentially thumbnailing ur designs. its also a terrible design exercise bc it ends up looking cute no matter what

[jangmi-latte]

FELLOW HONEST SHAKES

[mangostarjam]

double trouble — kaiju no. 8, hoshina soshiro x f!reader x narumi gen, established relationship, shameless smut, creampies, praise kink, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, reader is called "cutie" and "pretty girl", 1.4k words

"Pay attention to me," Narumi Gen rasps in your ear.

"I'm — can't —" you whine, back bowing as he pinches your nipples, breath hitching in your chest, "Captain — Soshiro —"

Hoshina Soshiro doesn't let up, digging his fingers a little harder into that sweet spot inside you, the clear evidence of your desire inching down his wrist. His eyes glint in the dim light of the office. "What was that, cutie? Ya want more?"

"Ye—no!"

But you're too late. Soshiro's tongue circles your clit with precision, his low groan vibrating along your nerves and twisting them tighter. "Fuck," Gen's voice is rough, his hands harsh as he squeezes your tits, "get off her. She's gotta cum on a cock."

Soshiro pulls away and scissors his fingers inside you at the same time, snickering when you jolt against Gen's chest. "And who's doing the honors this time, Captain?"

You whimper as he presses into you again, the honey sweet drip of arousal thick in your veins as your focus narrows back down to Soshiro's fingers. Down to… Gen's fingers. Gen's — he's reaching down, a calloused pad scraping lightly at your clit as he drags it through your folds, jostling Soshiro's wrist impatiently.

"Well, pretty girl? Think you've been good enough for me?"

You can't — you don't know —

Soshiro kisses you and you melt into it immediately, ignoring the taste of yourself on his tongue in favor of chasing every soft quiet sigh escaping his lips. Behind you, you're dimly aware of Gen shuffling and shifting, the warmth of his chest pressing comfortingly into your back as he sheds his shirt and jacket and pants. His hands are firm on your waist as he lifts you with ease, dislodging Soshiro's fingers from your pussy only to replace them with the head of his cock.

"Hah — oh, f-fuck, C-Captain," you stutter, mind going blank as Gen fills your aching cunt. He's thick and hard and he gives you about two seconds to adjust before he's lifting you up and rolling his hips, his teeth catching at one of the bruises he's already littered along your shoulders.

Your beloved office napping couch creaks as Gen fucks you. The harsh slap of skin on skin fills the room as you clench down on his cock and moan. Soshiro swallows some of it down but he's diverted, hands cupping your tits as you bounce on the captain's cock, eyes watching you reverently as your expression twists with pleasure. Gen's grip on you is relentless, moving you exactly how he wants as he braces his feet against the floor to go deeper and harder and faster.

"Ya better cum soon, Captain," Soshiro drawls, but his voice is low and rough. "Our girl's not gonna last much longer."

Gen grunts. "Shut up, bowl cut. I wanna hear her when she loses it."

The ache in your gut is unbearable. Your fingers clench uselessly at Gen's wrists, trying to stay grounded as he pounds into you, to hold back the babbling nonsense running through your mind as he presses his lips softly to the spot just below your ear.

"Oh, oh no, no, Capt— Gen — no please, please," but then everything goes white.

"Good fucking girl."

You feel his cock pulse inside you, the thick gobs of cum coating your walls, the thundering beat of his heart against your back as he slumps with you into the couch. You turn your head blindly, sighing as Gen kisses you loose and easy and sweet.

And then it's Soshiro's hands on your waist, his easy strength lifting you off Gen's slowly softening cock, his quick smile as he lays you out properly on the couch and settles between your legs. The top of your head bumps against Gen's thigh but he doesn't move, merely rests his palm against your cheek instead. Soshiro reaches for your ankles.

Cum dribbles out of your fluttering pussy and he scoops it back in, laughing under his breath as you squeak and squirm. "Are ya payin' attention?"

"S-Soshiro wait, I just —"

His cock slides in with a loud, messy noise, filling you so abruptly and fully you choke on a breath as pleasure shoots sharp up your spine. "Tsk, tsk," Soshiro props your ankles on his shoulders and leans forward, pressing into you as you keen. "Look at ya gettin' all sloppy on my cock."

He pulls back and you feel a thick drip of cum sliding out of your folds. Embarrassment and desire twists in your gut as he pushes back into you, fucking Gen's cum in and out of you, fucking you senseless with every thrust. "Pay attention, cutie," Soshiro murmurs, voice cracking as you clench pathetically around his cock. "Ya feel so fucking good. 'm not gonna last."

You scramble for something to hold and Soshiro releases your ankles, lets your legs fall open as he laces your hands together, nearly chokes on his own surprised groan as you wrap your legs around his trim waist to keep him as close as possible. "Gonna cum," you admit quietly, squeezing his hands.

Soshiro blinks down at you, his lopsided grin flashing one sharp fang as he rolls his hips in that way you like, nudging his cock along every sensitive inch of your walls. "Yeah?"

"Hurry it up, Vice Captain." Gen pinches your nipple and grins down at you. "We've got all night and I want another turn."

"You'll kill me," you breathe. Soshiro's thrusts get a little more pointed. He huffs.

"He's just mad I've scraped out all his cum," Soshiro leans close and murmurs in your ear, "and you're a greedy lil thing, aren'tcha? Ya sure clenched tight about that. Ya want Captain Narumi again?"

Desperately you shake your head, legs tightening further around his waist. "Just you, Soshiro, just want your cum now —"

Soshiro grins, sharp and crooked, and then settles his teeth against your neck as he cums with a low groan. You whimper as his cock kicks inside you, filling you up even as he reaches down to rub quick, dirty circles around your clit, sending you hurtling over the edge to clamp around him even more.

After a moment he soothes the new mark on your skin with a careful swipe of his tongue and then leans up to kiss you properly, brushing your sweat soaked hair out of your face. Gen whistles low. "That's gonna stain."

"My couch," you whisper, mortified, blinking up as two sets of eyes settle back on you. The pounding of your pulse is loud in your ears. "We'll have to burn my couch."

Soshiro laughs and Gen rolls his eyes fondly. "Don't worry, we'll get you a new one."

"A stain resistant one."

"We cannot keep doing this," you breathe, giggling helplessly when both men snort. The pleasure-filled haze lifts slowly as your brain reboots. "Captain! Vice Captain! This is the third couch this month!"

Gen shrugs. "Quit working so late at night and we can fuck on a real bed."

"Oh, as if either of you go to bed before midnight," you complain. "You're both worse than I am!"

"Speakin' of beds," Soshiro says, "are ya gonna let go of me, cutie, or am I gonna hafta carry ya?"

Your legs tighten around his waist and you blink up at him innocently when he hisses. "I'm just trying not to spill any more cum."

"Bathroom before bed," Soshiro mutters, somehow hoisting you up and off the couch. Strong hands grip your thighs as you squeak and tighten around him at the sudden shift in gravity. A thick drop of cum hits the floor.

Your eyes widen. "Hurry!"

Gen grumbles under his breath but follows the two of you down the hall to your bathroom, holding you up steadily as Soshiro wipes at the insides of your thighs with a wet cloth. It's not quite midnight yet, but you're two long blinks away from falling asleep standing up, so both men maneuver the three of you into a quick shower and then into your bed across the hall.

"Pay attention to me," Gen mutters, tugging you into his arms. Soshiro settles behind you, dragging the blankets over the three of you and draping an arm over your waist. "Next time I wanna go second."

"But I was good for you," you murmur, pressing your lips against his collarbone.

"You're always good for us," Soshiro says quietly. His chest is warm against your back.

Gen kisses your forehead.

"Our good girl."

[carouselunique]

Ginger Gold + Sea Swirl! Or as I call them: Appledash if they both had accents.

Sometimes, Ginger accompanies her to the Everfree Forest to act as a guard while she studies, not that she needs one, she's plenty tough on her own, Ginger just tags along to wrastle ornery critters. Some possible dialogue below:

Ginger Gold: "So there I was, workin' on herdin' the Timberwolves that got brave enough to head into town during Zap Apple season. Just me against a whole pack of the varmits-”

Sea Swirl: “Oh just yous by yourself with a whole pack of Timberwolves?”

Ginger Gold: “... okay, Cousin AJ was visitin' from Manehattan an' she helped a bit. Gotta admit, that filly packs a punch for bein' city folk. Mostly just me though, ain't a pony who could keep up with me!"

Sea Swirl: "Right-o."

Ginger Gold: "An' I was right in the middle of kickin' their keisters all the way back to Everfree, some creatures need'a bit of tough love y'know? When the alpha Timberwolf managed to get one over and snapped his jaws a lil' too close to my ear!"

Sea Swirl: "Crikey, and the bastard took the tip right off?"

Ginger Gold: "Sure shootin' Sea. What the feller didn't count on was that a lil' pain don't slow me down none, I bowled that bundle of firewood right back into the forest without missin' a beat! I swear Fluttershy nearly passed out when she saw the drip o' red down my face, but it was barely a scratch. An' now my ear has this nice flat tip. I do love a good battle scar."

Sea Swirl: "That why ya tag along while I work sometimes? Cause yous rippin' to pick up another battle scar?"

Ginger Gold: "That an' the fact that y'all are good company."

Sea Swirl: "Oh piss off." 💙

[maskthedwarf]

Damn fuckin right Aros and Aces are valid! 🍻🔥 Sláinte mo Chairde!! And a happy fuckin new year!!

This isn't how I expected to shut up shop for 2023, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't goddamn enjoying it🍻

[starry-bi-sky]

Part SEVEN of "Clone Danny"

Red Robin, Danny recognizes, steps away from him as he sits up. "My name is Phantom," he signs, blinking the exhaustion out of his eyes. (From Red Robin's perspective, it looks like he has no eyes. There lacks his signature green glow.) "I'm not a gang member, just an out-of-town vigilante."

Red Robin frowns at him, an uncertain grip on the bō in his other hand. "Phantom?" He repeats, no lacking amount of suspicion in his voice. "How can I believe that?"

Right. Yeah, okay, that's fair. Danny shrugs at him, and slumps against the wall. "Google search?" He gestures, he's been out in the daytime before and he's seen the news articles about him.

Red's eyes narrow at him and Danny simply draws his knees up and faceplants into them, half-listening to Red's murmurs into his comm while also trying to get some extra-shut eye.

("Oracle, can you pull up anything on a vigilante named Phantom? The guy here is claiming to be one." Tim says.

"On it."

"Is this Phantom wearing a white mask?" Bruce asks, his voice gruff like an aftershock. "There's a vigilante who shares the same name, but he resides in Illinois."

"Is this guy from that Amity city you visited ages ago?" Says Tim, before shaking his head. "Don't answer that. Yes, he's wearing some freaky mask. I said it reminded me of Hood's helmet for a reason."

"I've got something," Oracle interrupts, "Bats' right. as usual. The Phantom of Amity Park, not much stuff of this guy but he's only been out for over a year. Apparently, his rogues' gallery consists of ghosts."

"Oh great.")

"Look tell the Batman that I'm sorry for trespassing on his turf," He signs irritably when Red Robin eventually starts talking to (re: interrogating) him again. "It's not like I want to be here."

"How did you get in Gotham anyways?" Red Robin questions, batman was on his way to help deal with the situation but Tim doubted he wouldn't get caught up on the way with dealing with petty crime. "Your turf is nearly a thousand miles away from here."

"Two words." Danny deadpans, "Teleport ghost." (Red Robin winces sympathetically.) "I'm keeping this bastard in the thermos for a month for this alone."

(Danny was ignoring the slow-choking anxiety growing in his lungs over how he was gonna get home. He never takes his phone when he goes out, the risk of breaking it was too high. He had no way of contacting anyone to get him home.)

(He swallows the growing lump in his throat, and buries the feeling in the back of his mind.)

"Thermos?"

Danny unclips his Fenton Phantom Thermos off from his belt loop and shows it to Red Robin. "My ghost-catching device," He says with one hand, tilting it carefully for Red to inspect. "I wish I could say I made it, but its a FentonWorks invention."

(He wasn't sure if it was a smart idea to say who it belonged to, but saying it wasn't his probably loosened up any tracks on him, right?)

"Do you work with these Fentons, then?" Red asks, and something dark and shadowy flickers from the corner of Danny's eye. He glances over, and sees nothing, and his hackles raise.

(Either that was Batman, or a ghost, or Danny's mind playing tricks on him. He couldn't feel his ghost sense building in his throat, so he decided it was either the latter of the former.)

Danny snorts, quiet and gruff. "No." He clips his thermos to his belt again, stifling a smile on his face. "The Fentons hate me actually, I prevent them from catching ghosts themselves. Their son gives me their tech."

He had a cover story, so he might as well stick with it, right?

Batman shows up at that moment, appearing atop the little roof where the door is, and giving Danny a heart attack when he speaks in his low, rumbly voice like thunder rolling in, "Why would they hate you for that?"

Danny shoots up to his feet with a startled yell in his throat, clutching his chest as he whirls around and looks up. He nearly runs into Red Robin, and signs a few choice swears at the Bat.

"wow you're scarier in person, asshole."

"you didn't answer my question."

"Of course I didn't, you scared me." and Danny takes a trembling step back when the Batman jumps down and lands on the roof in front of him. He's faced ghosts before, but somehow the living is always scarier.

"But, um, the reason is a bit.. complicated, I guess." He says, fingers beginning to shake as his adrenaline wears off. God is he tired. He wants to go home. "The Fentons are the local ghost hunters and local crazies. I don't know if I can call them mad scientists because they're harmless to the living."

"But they're extremely anti-ghost. I've heard from their son multiple times the very unethical things they would do to ghosts if they got their hands on one."

Danny 'talks' a little more before calling it quits, even telling Batman that he can't tell him more without putting his identity at risk.

Plus, its getting harder and harder to hide his bone-deep exhaustion and his growing fear of being stranded in the most dangerous city in America with no way home.

"I would love to tell you more, believe me I'm dying to." Danny signs, shaky sarcasm dripping from his fingers. His hands are visibly trembling and he's withholding a slowly growing panic attack. "But I would like nothing more than to figure out a way to get home."

"Do you have no one to contact?"

"Sort of. But only one of them could probably come get me and get me back to Amity by sunrise. And I have no phone."

That one person being Ellie.

=====

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 4.5 (Dani interlude) Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 7.5 (Dan Interlude) Part 8

Taglist: @the-navistar-carol @thought-u-said-dragon-queen @gin2212 @youracearocroatneighbour @luckybyrdrobyn @deeplyconfusedbear @epilepticnerd @beautifulmomenttodrawblank @sara0055 @blusunkhild @letmesayfuxk (?) @latheevening226 @tkiesai @rosedasy @meira-3919

[roserocksrapidly]

You ever think about the progression of vashwood's relationship through hands and wolfwood's "I'm no longer fit to hold you guys" and "hold them in your arms and don't let go!" and how wolfwood forces vash's hand to point a gun at his head and how vash has one hand that is a nuclear bomb and the other hand was lost to a brother and replaced with another weapon and how wolfwood often carves detailed little birds with his hands and the way they reach for each other and just barely miss throughout volume 10 and how vash's hand digs into wolfwood's back when they finally do catch other because he's just realized what's going to happen and how they meet with a handshake and part with a toast and how a gun is something you have to use with your hands and how vash and wolfwood are both living weapons and how a bird does not have hands but wings and how this story ends with vash reaching out a hand and sprouting wings. I do. I think about it a lot 🥲

[milimeters-morales]

i can’t explain it very well but they’re so outside of the gender/relationship boxes that they invented new genders and relationships just to have more genders to not be and more relationships to not be in. they’re literally nothingmaxxing. they’re on that question-mark grind. everyone was harmed in the making of this post

[kaistrashbin]

some vampire Donna doodles from class yesterday

[theosphobia]

rlly bad doodle based off dog bed caboose hc...

[puppyeared]

i also have unaddressed therian feelings… sometimes i feel like a creature looking out from a human’s body yk

i get what u mean..!! im still trying to understand it too, but im happy to finally have a word that describes the feeling. i cant say for sure what will help u come to terms with your feelings, but i think its good to find people who will listen and take it seriously ^_^

[scriv3lloirl]

Ignore how I'm late with this, almost posted this without the red eye make-up colorin.

Trad Goth Scrivello ev'ry pony.

Anyway. I was jus fuckin round wit' patternin's n shit so let's pretend t' not notice how ugly his leather jacket looks.

[ibetittering]

Nya and all that

[confoodles]

Does anyone else feel like Aylinluna was horribly out of character this episode?? I've heard that apparently some things were cut, so that might be the reason but it still felt weird. Like ur telling me Luna, who has literally been so respectful of Aylin's boundaries literally even last episode, is suddenly forcing her to go out of her comfort zone?? Okay, fine, I understand the concept of wanting ur gf to get along with ur friends, but ur telling me Luna wouldn't stand up for Aylin when someone is clearly getting in her face and making her uncomfortable?? That she would call her an ALIEN??!!!