#yeah. yeaaaah.

[yakny]

SEAS OF BRIGHTEST BLUE FIRES, I AM ONE OF THE MANY CRIERS YOU'VE LEFT DRIFTING IN YOUR WATERS.

[usertoxicyaoi]

BENJAMIN TSANG x LIU DONG QIN. For Starbox Magazine (2024).

[late-night-jams]

In classic Jam fashion late night tummy Tuesday posting!! Had quite a bit of fun with this one >//W///<

Ok maybe some underneath too~~

As a treat ^w^

Genuinely very pretty dress I've really come to have fun with. Thanks for the confidence yall!

Maybe I should show off the possible boob window too.. if people reallywanted it ;p

Tags!! pretty much all mutuals however if you'd want to be added, send an ask! Always up for bothering cool people who consent!

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Thank you all for your support, it's meant the world

[vampiredrooling]

Miscellaneous

[canneddolts]

rits…..what a cutsie patootsie

[red-writes]

“Well, have a goodnight”

“Mhm. Night izu”

As the man lets your hand go, something inside of you forces you to grip it once more. “Ah. Wait!”

He looks back at you, a little concerned, “you okay?”

“No- I’m fine it’s just…aren’t you gonna kiss me” you whisper and Izuku’s mouth slacks at your boldness. He doesn’t answer immediately and it gives you time to rationalize your statement, “it’s just- it’s our 3rd date and I just..do you not wanna kiss me?”

“Oh no sweetheart, I’m so sorry if I made you feel that way. I just wanted to be polite, didn’t know what you were comfortable with” he says, his thumb rubbing over your hand soothingly.

“Don’t want you to be polite izu…I want you to be mean to me” you say under your breath and Izuku hears it and it leads to the situation you’re in now, folded in half into a mating press, knees pressed against your chest while Izuku’s heavy cock knocking the wind out of you with every thrust.

It feels too good, your head feels full of cotton and your cunt keeps drooling slick and a white ring of cum has formed around the base of his cock, you’re so wet his balls make squelching noises as they slap against your ass.

Izuku is looking down at you with such adoration it makes your pussy flutter and the knot in your tummy grow tighter. He leans down and presses gentle kisses on your cheeks, cooing about how well you’re doing for him and good you’re making him feel. You’re unsure wether it was the feel of his cock dragging along your sensitive walls or the way he gently talked you to the edge of your orgasm but you came with a whine of his name and a roll of your eyes to the back of your head. he didn’t stop, choosing to fuck you through your high. Izuku came a few thrusts later, the feel of your pussy fluttering against his cock sent him over the edge, cock twitching as he came.

umm yeah idk just…thinking about Izuku holding back ig

[endsfunniesart]

DON DRAGONE

[theindescribable1]

Cringetober day 9! (Tw: Gore)

hot villain Ig ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ click for better quality

[sukugo]

i stopped reading jjk like 3 chapters after go/jo bc like all my faves were either dead, in shoko's basement in a constant shrodinger state, or got like one page every 5 chapters. IS GOJO ACTUALLY BACK ????? (this might be enough for me to keep reading even tho megumi is questionable, nobara is as above, i was told choso just died, nanami is obv gone, sugurus consciousness is ????, and i have no idea where maki is)

FDHDHDJHD YES HE'S BACK

well. kinda dhkfhfkdjfjf (the state of being a jjk fan is dire 😔) he's back in that we get a panel of eyes, that are referred to as "unmistakable"

(THAT IS SATORU. THAT IS MY MAN'S EYE!!!!!)

but also. he's referred to as a "ghost of the strongest". now. that's where the issue lies. bc is he referred to as a ghost bc he's someone presumed dead who came back. or is it bc he's a ghost in the literal sense (not actually alive but either an illusion or puppeteered by someone)

we'll only find out next chapter so PRAYER CIRCLE SATORU ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!

[boopshoops]

me: ahaaha pshh i'd never have kids :/

Also me: what if i adopted all of my friends and mutuals

spamming tags tag spam story time shoopy lore

[eruisapenguin]

i wonder what scarlet child mc's relationship with some of the senior staff would be? Especially Clef

You first met Kondraki when he's there to renew your picture for your document, you guessed.

"How is Draven?" Asked you to make a small talk; he tensed.

"Fine." "How about James?" The man looked up from his camera, "who?"

A soft smile on your face contrasts with his frown. "Not yet then." It's better to leave some things in the dark.

—

It's been many years since you were born. You're a teen now, you think, contrary to what the people believe; you are not omniscient. It's weird, you're supposed to be an adult yet your body said otherwise. They had given you the privilege to roam without a guard breathing down your neck every second, cooperation and good behaviour does wonders. It's easy now for you to do stuff beyond your so called privilege. While usually the anxiety is ever so present, there's barely any crawling.

You wanted to meet Meri, your sister; physically, not through dream. You wanted to meet 999, your brother. You do not want to meet 682, nor Clef, ever. But does the universe ever gives you what you want?

He knows immediately. Type Green meets Type Green. Clef is technically your dad too, right? It's weird. You hoped he cared enough about a child he never hold for him to not snitch on their ass.

"You—" "Hi there, I believe you're my dad?" He let out an ugly snort immediately; almost dropping his ukulele.

You didn't even let him reply your first question. "Do you think they'll let me meet Meri one day?" "Do you think they're that generous, kid?"

"is that a no, then?" You tilted your head.

Clef grinned, ah, there's the third eye. "Did I ever said no?"

—

(Not a senior researcher but bear with me okay I love talloran)

Being an adult that's supposed to be older than your supposed current age is truly an odd experience. It's the Foundation after all, you guessed. Well, it's certainly weirder than facing the famous Talloran though scarless and with shorter hair; 3999 must had not yet happen then. You wonder if Kondraki had yet killed himself or not.

"I think it's better for you to quit." He looked quite jumpscared by you suddenly talking. "W-wh—are you talking to me?" Does he know you're an SCP under the tactical gear you are wearing by the way?

"I just think you shouldn't girlboss too hard or close to the sun, you know."

"What does that even mean??"

"Your boyfriend's here; think about it, okay?" And you left without uttering a single goodbye.

[koscheistud]

dream blunt rotation ..

[eldrichthingy]

I need to be sprayed. I changed Egill again and now I can't stop staring 👁️👁️

BTW LOOK AT HIS HORNS!! look at his horns oh- he's the cutest deer boy and yes I'm going to ignore the fact that he's a necromancer spore druid with questionable non-existent morals and slayer form ✌🏾

[beelzeballing]

was just rambling on my insta story earlier when i said the line "season 4 jon is just like... 'oh my god he is being consumed by the horrors', y'know? he's being consumed by the horrors and he is slowly becoming the horrors that consume" and i think that went hard

[lolathepeacocklord]

If you don't mind can you send those images of bulkhead from the other post? i must need them

Slowly turns to you, grips your shoulders very tightly

I will give you so much more than just those included bulkhead pictures, there were several messages I just didn’t include, give me one moment to rally them all up in one massive or just several different reblogs following up this ask

[tracle0]

WIP Intro - Colour WIP

When a Purple mage – part of the serving class – is found and saved from following her colours expectations, she joins an overambitious heist crew, looking to obliterate a device that could change the world as they know it.  As she learns more about the world and her magic, she slowly comes to realise that real life isn’t quite as perfect as the stories she was told…

Starring!

Fina Luceros: Purple mage, sheltered from the outside world for fear of her being snatched away and groomed into servitude. Idealistic dreamer, anticipates things to be much more exciting than they end up being. Eleven years old and eager to please.

Red: Red mage, living legend, survived a typically deadly colour swarm and emerged changed from the event. Leader of the heist crew and the one who stopped Fina being snatched away. Arrogant and head-strong, often looks down on others for not matching his skill level. Completely blind.

Clem: Orange mage. Expelled student who was studying the effects of colour storms (and their absence) on mages. Badly affected by an old orange storm, and feels the impact of it quite consistently. Cannot stand Red.

Sunny: Yellow mage. Stoic and serious, speaks very rarely, mostly uses sign language to be understood.

Lief: Green mage. Non-nonsense, runs the business behind the scenes. Excellent kickass grandma vibes. Wants to be Normal.

Brighton Blackling: Blue mage, heir to a very powerful conglomerate and determined to keep it that way. Scientist and inventor. Obnoxious asshole, looks down on nearly everyone for pretty much everything. The one who called for and is funding the heist.

Bernadette Blackling: Magicless, Brighton's younger sister, desperate to inherit the family business. Diligent socialite with a heart of ice. Methodical and ruthless, working hard to out-do her brother and earn the inheritance, and created:

Elan Soot: White mage, failed test subject in Bernadette's bid to create a mage able to control all colours. Emerged stripped of and tormented by any pigment - works to bleach them out and make a 'perfect' world for themselves. Red's supposedly dead sibling, Bernadette's lover. Impulsive and abrupt.

Featuring fucked up sibling dynamics, a cutthroat gang trying to push the boundaries of what lowerclassmen can do, sentient and mood-altering magic, and cycles of behaviour that repeat over and over and over, often ending with abrupt betrayal.

Tagged under #colour wip. Comic sans intro. Short story.