#yeah me and my rarepairs

[yeyayeya]

So close… to getting all of them…

Please just give me the rest of the Gen 2 characters and all the substitutes

I am literally so close to achieving my Gen 2 ships

[snailtrain]

I just love these idiots, your honor...

[chiquilines]

I have compeltely lost it🥳

[hypfden]

My favorite rare pair ship

Do they have any romantic chemistry on the show!! None!! But I think they are the definition of doomed gay relationship. And for lesbian visibility week I bring you doomed yuri

Sobbing

[flowers-in-my-eye]

uhmm guyz,,,, i cant be the only one makign kazper conten,,, 💔💔pls guys 😢 im so thirsty,,, ☹️☹️

[nostalgia-tblr]

"are people not into that?" i ask, after posting my weird niche shit to the internet, despite knowing it to be weird niche shit.

[enginator2000]

fleetfinite posting hours, look at my goobers

[smallidarityfan]

sigh....... smallidarity crumbs.....

(I MISS THEM SO MUCH)

[spiderpupware]

Day 27 - comfort

[mittenlady]

found some custom brushes for medibang paint

[sukugo]

i have to ask because i adore you and i want to know about your new blorbos- who are they and what are they and why are they always soaked in blood

JDHSJFHJFDDJFFSDFDF, oh man where do i start cassie.

they're from the anime/manga jujutsu kaisen, and they are:

gojo satoru. love of my fucking life. my fucking everything my boy my man, i am so so in LOVE with this man i cant even begin to tell u. he consumes my every waking thought, my life is dedicated to seeing him get fucked. (he's the guy in my header humping his all into the other's arm)

and (ryoumen) sukuna. beautiful sexy evil man.

(can u tell who's my fave)

so in this world, we have jujutsu sorcerers, who are people with special powers that they use to defeat/exorcise curses, which are basically evil spirits born of negative human emotions

gojo is the strongest jujutsu sorcerer alive. he is insanely strong, not a single person can go against him. his powers make it so that u literally physically cannot touch him. he controls "infinity" and can warp space, and he also has pretty special eyes that let him perceive things at a much deeper level than a regular person. those two things combined make him quite literally untouchable. and insanely powerful.

as for sukuna, he used to be a human who lived thousands of years ago, who used to be the strongest sorcerer of his time, and is considered to be the strongest sorcerer in history. he is the King of Curses, no one could ever defeat him, or destroy his soul, which he divided into his 20 preserved fingers so it would survive through time, even after dying.

so itadori yuuji

this lil baby boy (literally the babiest sweetest boy to exist btw) (he's actually the main character haha)

due to some stuff, he ends up eating one of sukuna's mummified fingers and sukuna reincarnates inside him. yuuji becomes a vessel for sukuna, who lives inside yuuji's mind now and sometimes takes over his body (reason why they look the same)

and now, yuuji is sentenced to be executed bc he holds the most evil sorcerer in history inside him, but gojo goes nope! wait a minute, let's not do that. and manages to convince the people in charge to postpone yuuji's execution, saying that they'll get yuuji to find and eat all of sukuna's fingers and then execute him, getting rid of sukuna all in one go.

ok so that's the context (that's actually what the anime's about haha), but as to gojo and sukuna.

THEY ARE IN LOVE

well, they're there. sdkkhfkjdkfdf

ok no, so like they do their things right. gojo is a teacher (tho we never actually see him do any teaching lmao) and sukuna lives inside yuuji and causes trouble sometimes. they don't really ever interact in the story (they literally meet and have a lil confrontation, decide to kill each other and never talk again djshjfdasdadfd) (until they actually have their Fight, more on that later)

BUT!!!!!!!! they may not interact, but they are completely tied together narratively.

as u can see, they're both the strongest from their respective times, so they have a lot of links when it comes to their characters themselves and what they are referred to in the story. specifically that, in being the strongest, they exist in a plane above everyone else, literally untouchable.

now, in the story, this position of strongest is coupled with solitude, being the strongest meaning u're alone and no one else understands you bc of this

and SO they have their fight. bc plot reasons right. this is obv what it was all gonna lead to. fight of the two strongest.

and the fight, consequently, revolves around that idea of solitude, and understanding each other.

which like. ok. yeah we saw that coming. ofc. no big deal.

EXCEPT, to make reference to their relationship and that idea of understanding each other, the term that is used is, and i kid u not, love.

there's a very specific phrase that is used multiple times between them. which is actually used originally with a character who shows romantic feelings towards sukuna.

she challenges sukuna to a fight and sukuna promises to marry her if she wins. her goal in this fight is to share in sukuna's solitude and show him love (read R→L)

but she says this to sukuna and this. this is his reaction.

SUKUNA KNOWS LOVE ALREADY

to which she gets super pissed bc that's not!!! love!!!!!!!

sukuna defeats/kills her. and u know when the next time that exact fucking phrase is used? when sukuna and gojo finally meet again and set up the date to have their Fight, where sukuna remembers her words

which tells us that.

sukuna was.

thinking about gojo when she said that.

*screams into hands*

BUT IT DOESN'T STOP THERE. this phrase is then repeated. multiple times.

1. right after gojo punches the fuck out of sukuna:

2. said in reference to gojo, when he realizes there's a chance of him losing:

3. gojo reminiscing about their fight:

so, as u can see, they were going to teach each other love. their fight is. canonically. about teaching each other love. what the FUCK.

but ENOUGH love talk (or else i'm at risk of going crazy insane)

LET'S TALK ABOUT HOW THEY'RE LOADED WITH SEXUAL TENSION

this was in their first meeting where they fought (for quite literally 10 seconds)

like... why he do dat.... .......... . ....

next day sukuna goes "hey im gonna kill u first <3" and gojo just goes "teehee omg really? *hair twirl* <3"

they also decide to have their final battle on dec 24 which is like a super romantic date in japan (explicitly said so by another character)

and their FIGHT. it is LITERALLY just them flirting and touching each other

LOOK AT THIS SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i fucking lost it. i still haven't recovered. that is the hottest thing i've ever seen in my life. gojo wants that dick so fucking bad

not to mention thigh grabs and hand touchies

and the entirety of the fight is just them having fun 😭😭 they're supposed "enemies" on opposite sides and the fate of the world is at stake here, but they actually don't give a fuck about that.

they're literally smiling and having a great fucking time. this fight for them is just play. their fight is just for them to have fun as the strongest and to connect with each other. they're enemies but they don't hate each other or anything, they only search for that sense of fulfillment in each other OTL

AND ABOUT THAT, oh my GOD

sukuna wins. he defeats gojo. and at the end, this. is what sukuna says to gojo at the end of the fight:

FUCKING. I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU. SCREAAAAM THAT'S ROMANCEEEEEE.

and the soft smile? the fucking petals falling all over them? oh GOD they're trying to kill me

but that's on sukuna's side, what about for gojo? well

HE GENUINELY TRIED TO REACH SUKUNA, GAVE IT HIS ALL TO CONNECT WITH HIM. TO TEACH HIM LOVE AGFKDHSKFHFKJFHDF (BUT HE FAILED HE COULDN'T GIVE SUKUNA WHAT SUKUNA GAVE HIM 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭)

HHRRRRGJFHSJDFHDSJFSDFA KJHDKFJSFKASLDKS ADKJKFHEWRKJEKRKTRELRW

and if i start crying OTL

but alas *deep breaths*

even without all that they're just very fucking sexy. two insane powerful men going at it? come on. how could u NOT want them together. they both hold the same title of the strongest, might as fucking well fuck nasty about it.

and oh god, when i tell u gojo is a fucking brat and he's so strong and untouchable, but then sukuna is capable of putting him down which is. insanely sexy. and i need it. i need gojo obliterated. and i know sukuna won't let me down (AND HE DID NOT. HE OBLITERATED THAT MAN) can he now obliterate his holes too

agdkhfhdkhdhs, anyways.... yeah.. that is the situation.........

im just gonna end this by saying

SUKUGO MY LOVES

[necrotic-nephilim]

hello, it's me again. so i saw you mention on my prompt how jason would be jealous of rose's healing factor when it comes to fucking kara and the jaycass you wrote and i thought why not combine them? in young justice jason and kara are part of the light and cass was in the shadows before defecting and joining the bats. what if she doesn't? childhood friends/lovers jaykara but kara becomes a red lantern after jason's death. after a while jason heals and goes on a mission with kara and they recognise each other. they cry, fight, fuck, all of that before breaking free of the light and run into cass. maybe cass and jason fucked a couple of times in the league to release some stress, and kara would be attracted to cass, so all three of them have a threesome inside a lazarus pit. just a cycle of fucking and breaking and dying and soul breaking healing. you can get really kinky with this too, like kara could ride jason to death, jason could fist cass until she needs the pit, cass could ride jason's face until he chokes on her juices, could even have kara bring a strap and her and jay could fuck cass at the same time (regular dp or anal dp) or peg jason until he can't walk. maybe they force kara to take a kryptonite shard up her pussy while jason fucks her and cass rides her face. technically the lazarus pit would boost their stamina every time they dip, and kara's a kryptonian, so they'd fuck for actual days or weeks. maybe they fuck so long they don't realise it until a team associated with the justice league walk in on them on a mission to rescue cass or something

HELLO YOU. YOU GET ME. it's my favorite thing EVER when the Laz Pit is utilized for a vicious cycle of fucking, dying, and fucking again. the altered mental state, the violent levels the sex can be taken to when dying no longer matter and longterm injuries aren't an issue... it lives in my brain.

i'll be honest, i don't know or care much about the Young Justice tv show so you'll have to forgive me for this being divorced from that world bc it's just. foreign as fuck to me so my apologies for that but as for the porn. (decided to put this headcanon/concept under a cut bc i feel like what could be considered snuff is probably a jumpscare for most ppl so. click at your own warning)

i just. i adore brutal dead dove sex that is destructive. like the whole "i want to crawl inside your chest" but it's *literal* and no one takes advantage of Laz Pits enough to do just that. like sex where you just physically can't hold yourself back from tearing open the flesh of the person you love bc you need to see their blood, you need to hold their heart in your greedy fist type shit. and if this is an AU where Jason and Kara were close but got separated by Jason ended up with the League, i do think their reunion could bring about just that. for once Kara isn't holding herself back and she's clawing at Jason's skin until he's bloody. i think it's fun if sometimes she just fucks him *in* the water bc it's quicker that way and Jason is constantly on this edge of death and rebirth at the same time. and with Cass in the mix too. JayCass you get me anon <3 Jason loves Kara still but it's clear he and Cass are a sort of package deal now and Kara might not know Cass well but if Jason loves her, she can trust that. so she gets to know Cass in the only way she cares about at the moment, pinning Cass down and fucking her. with a strap, with her own fist, anything that she can get inside of Cass to feel her body. maybe she pushes in too far and fucks Cass bloody until Csss needs the Pit sooner than even Jason did. and for Cass, who has no benchmark for real love but this dizzying feeling of being revived over and over, this is all she can ask for. devotion.

them suffocating on each other is so good- Kara doesn't care if Jason or Cass need to breathe, she cares about getting off and feeling whole again. she holds them down until their body gives out and forces them into the Pit again. maybe at some point she gets curious and holds one of them down facedown in the waters just to see if it's even possible to drown in the Lazarus Pit or not. she breaks bones just because she can and she wants to see what level of pain it takes for Cass to actually react to. how long it takes for a human body to bleed out. exploring their bodies means memorizing the limitations of them. it means she learns what them getting close to death looks like the same as getting close to an orgasm and whispers filthy dirty talk about how she can hear Jason's heart about to go out as he's trying desperately to come before he dies again. she counts how many minutes it takes before they die from lack of oxygen and compares who can last longer.

the Kryptonite shard is also enlightened- eventually Cass and Jason want to be the ones in control bc fair is fair and they deserve to do the same to Kara so they find some stash of Kryptonite and hold Kara down until it's deep inside of her and she's weak and in pain but still getting fucked. and she gets to taste the Lazarus Pit too, which i think would make her absolutely feral. Kara deserves some Pit rage for fun, i think even if she only gets to taste it while Cass is holding her down so Jason can fuck the Kryptonite deeper inside of her. every now and then Kara actually manages to strike one of them hard enough to injure them and it doesn't matter bc the Pit is right there.

all of it lasting for Days is just. good. like the haze the Pit has on the mind, being used over and over? almost like a spell none of them can break. they'd live the rest of their lives like this if they could and there would never even be a realistic end. it takes someone else walking in and managing to separate them before they actually calm down. and days before all the Lazarus Pit wears off and it finally sinks in just how fucked up what they did together was. and how fucked up it is that they don't even regret it. they're already trying to figure out where another Lazarus Pit is and how they can get control of it. i think it's fun if they spring it on each other too. like Jason will fall asleep in his bed but wake up to Cass and Kara holding his head under the green waters as he thrashes on instinct. Cass will be minding her business until Kara literally grabs her at superspeed and just flies her off to the waters to spread her legs and fuck her at superspeed until she's a bloody mess. they never know peace with each other and they irreparably damage their psyches over this. ty and gn.

[peacockrulz]

If you are still taking art requests, could you possibly do one of V x Thad? Its a ship I really like that isnt really that popular.

So what if you're a ghost of yourself?

You can haunt me.

[Requests are closed!]

[scrollonso]

Untitled 5 — Aleix/Max

Max’s heart raced as he lay beside Aleix, their bodies entangled in the quiet aftermath of another night spent together. The room was bathed in soft, early-morning light, casting long shadows across the bed.

Everything was still, except for their breathing, the only sound breaking the silence. For months, this had become their routine — stolen moments of passion, whispers in the dark, where they could pretend, for just a little while, that nothing else existed beyond the walls of the room. They found solace in each other’s arms, the outside world falling away each time their bodies met. But it was never enough, not for Max.

As Max gazed at Aleix, still catching his breath, he felt the familiar ache return, the one that always followed. It settled deep in his chest, a gnawing emptiness that grew each time he had to walk away. The ache of wanting more, of wanting Aleix to himself. It was a painful contradiction — the closeness they shared, the intimacy of their touch, only served to remind Max of what he couldn’t have. He wanted all of Aleix, not just the fragments he was allowed to hold onto in these fleeting moments.

Max had fallen hard, and he’d fallen fast. He knew it the moment they first touched, the moment Aleix’s steady hands had drawn him in, fingers brushing against skin that felt too warm, too electric to resist. It wasn’t just lust — though the chemistry between them was undeniable, an almost magnetic pull that kept bringing them back together, no matter how hard either tried to resist. It was everything Aleix was: older, confident, grounded in ways that Max wasn’t. A father, someone who had a family with Laura, even if that family was just a cover for the truth they both shared.

Max couldn’t deny the pang of envy he felt every time he watched Aleix with Mia and Maxie. The way his face softened, the way his arms enveloped them in hugs that seemed to protect them from the world. Maxie and Mia might have been part of the facade, but the love Aleix showed them was real, and Max envied that tenderness. He wanted that love for himself, more than anything in the world. He wanted to be the one Aleix came home to, the one he held onto in the quiet moments of life. But every time he let himself dream of that possibility, the reality came crashing back.

Aleix was conflicted. He always had been. Max could see it in his eyes, could feel it in the way Aleix sometimes hesitated before their lips met, or how he would pull away just a fraction too soon. He saw the way Aleix looked at him, with wide eyes full of an intensity that both thrilled and terrified him. It wasn’t just lust between them, but something more. Max could feel it every time Aleix touched him, every time they shared a lingering glance across a crowded room. But something held Aleix back, something that always seemed just out of Max’s reach.

Max had been through so much already, more than most people ever should. He’d spoken to Aleix in quiet moments about his father, about the abuse he endured. Aleix had listened, his face unreadable but his hands always gentle, as if he was afraid to break Max even further. And then there was Kelly — the woman who had once been everything to Max. She had used him, too, just like his father had. The scars from that relationship ran deep, leaving Max raw and vulnerable in ways that Aleix feared to touch. Max was still so young, only 21, and Aleix couldn’t shake the feeling that he was treading on dangerous ground. He didn’t want to take advantage of Max’s vulnerability, no matter how much they both wanted each other.

Yet here they were again, tangled in each other’s arms. The air around them was thick with unspoken words, words Aleix had been avoiding for months. He knew what Max wanted, could see it every time they were together. But he wasn’t sure he could give it to him. Aleix’s life was a complicated web of lies and half-truths, carefully constructed to protect himself and his family. And Max, with his openness and his intensity, threatened to unravel everything.

Max shifted beside him, his head resting on Aleix’s chest, his fingers tracing absent patterns over Aleix’s skin. The silence between them was heavy, pregnant with the weight of all the things they weren’t saying. Max’s touch was soft, but there was a tension in the way he moved, a hesitancy that Aleix recognized all too well. He could feel Max’s heart pounding against his ribs, could feel the way Max was holding back, as if waiting for Aleix to say something, anything, to make this easier.

But Aleix couldn’t. He didn’t have the words. All he had was the crushing sense that, no matter what he did, he was going to hurt Max.

“Why won’t you leave her?” Max’s voice was soft, but Aleix could hear the edge of desperation. This was always how their nights ended. The weight of the question lingered in the air like a storm threatening to break, and Aleix could feel it coming, just like every other time. He hated this moment, hated the inevitable confrontation that followed the passion.

Aleix sighed, running a hand through his hair, already exhausted from the conversation he knew was coming. He could still feel the warmth of Max’s body beside him, but it wasn’t comforting now. “Sweetheart, it’s not that simple.”

“It is,” Max insisted, sitting up fully now, his bare chest rising and falling with the remnants of frustration bubbling beneath the surface. His eyes searched Aleix’s face, pleading for some sign that this time, things would be different. “You don’t even love her, not like this.” Max’s voice dropped, quieter now, his fingers tracing delicate patterns over the Spaniard's chest. Each touch was soft, intimate, but it carried the weight of everything Max was holding back. “You said it yourself.”

Aleix turned away, unable to meet Max’s gaze. He hated the way Max’s words cut right to the heart of things, exposing the truth Aleix had been avoiding. He didn’t love Laura, not like this. Their marriage was built on lies, a carefully constructed facade to keep up appearances, to shield Aleix from the world that would never understand him. But it wasn’t about love — at least, that’s what he kept telling himself. “It’s not about love. It’s about—"

“About what?” Max cut in, his voice rising in frustration, spilling over the edges of the calm he had been trying so hard to maintain. “The twins? They don’t even know, Aleix. I can be there for them, we can be happy.” His voice cracked, and Aleix felt it like a knife twisting in his chest. Max’s vulnerability was laid bare, his heart exposed in a way that made Aleix want to pull him close and never let go. “But you’re choosing to stay in a lie, with her, when you could have this.” His hand pressed against Aleix’s chest, right over his heart. “You could have me.”

Aleix’s chest tightened. The air around them felt suffocating, like the walls were closing in, and all he could see was the pain in Max’s eyes. He had told himself a thousand times that this was just a fling, something temporary, a way to forget about the complications of his life for a few stolen hours. But seeing Max like this, so open, so hopeful, made his heart twist. He wanted to give Max what he was asking for. He wanted to say yes, to let everything else fall away and hold onto Max as tightly as he could.

But every time he looked at him, he saw the boy who had been broken by his father, the boy who was still healing from someone the same age as Aleix. He remembered the nights Max had confided in him, sharing pieces of his past that still haunted him, the scars left by people who had taken advantage of his vulnerability. Aleix couldn’t bear the thought of being the one to hurt him more.

“I’m too old for you, Max,” Aleix said finally, his voice low, as if the words were being dragged out of him against his will. “You don’t know what you’re asking.”

Max shook his head, his eyes welling up with tears that he fought to keep from falling. His voice trembled with the effort to hold himself together. “Don’t do that. Don’t act like I’m some stupid kid who doesn’t know what he wants.” His voice cracked, raw emotion spilling over. “I’ve known for months, Aleix. I want you.”

“I don’t want to take advantage of you.” Aleix’s voice was pained, and Max could hear it, but it didn’t make the words hurt any less. He could feel the weight of everything Aleix wasn’t saying, the fear hiding behind his careful facade, but it didn’t change the way it tore at Max’s heart.

Max’s hands balled into fists, frustration and pain bubbling to the surface. “Then stop sleeping with me!” His voice was louder now, the vulnerability replaced by a sharp edge, hurt spilling over into anger. He pulled away entirely, sitting up and yanking the sheets closer to himself. “If you don’t want me, if this is just... if I’m just too young, then stop. But don’t sit here and pretend like this isn’t what you want too.” His voice trembled, a mix of heartbreak and anger, and Aleix felt his stomach twist with guilt.

Aleix closed his eyes, feeling the weight of Max’s words settle over him like a suffocating blanket. He wanted Max. He wanted him in ways he couldn’t even explain, in ways that went beyond their physical connection. But every time they got close, that guilt clawed at him, reminding him of everything Max had been through, telling him that he was no better than the people who had hurt Max before.

“I’m sorry,” Aleix whispered, his voice barely audible. It was all he could manage, the only words that felt safe to say in the face of everything he wanted to say but couldn’t.

Max stood, grabbing his clothes with shaky hands, each movement sharp and filled with frustration. “No, you’re not,” he said, his voice cold and distant now, a stark contrast to the warmth they’d shared just minutes ago. “You’re just afraid. Afraid of being with me because it would mean leaving your perfect little life behind.” His words were harsh, each one a dagger aimed at Aleix’s heart. “You’d rather keep pretending, keep hurting me, than face the truth.”

Aleix opened his mouth to argue, to say something, anything, but the words wouldn’t come. He could feel Max slipping away from him, and yet he couldn’t bring himself to reach out, to stop him. The door closed behind Max with a soft click, and Aleix was left alone in the quiet, the air heavy with the weight of everything unsaid.

His heart ached, the pain settling deep in his chest as he realized that in trying to protect Max, he had only pushed him further away.

[batunatu]

revenge of the rarepairs

yes, i know i forgot a lot of ships but this is too chaotic idk gimme opinions 🫂

also, i got the idea from @pama-saga :ppp

[enhanced-operatives-division]

Based off this post...<3