#yess bitch

[sandyxxxo]

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[spitinsideme]

how to attract your serial killer lesboan crush (by ragatha, of course)

(comedy horror au !!)

[gabbbyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy]

Request from discord,,,, Someone. Askmed MEEE. To draw HIM.

I’d do it anyways but. Someone ASKED ME TO DRAW HIM. Geeheheehhehehehehe it has been an honor.

[s0j0]

Now I REALLY want to see how Qui and He Cheng met. Cause this flashback panel of Qui being the "new guy" 10 YEARS ago is making me kkjkajgakjaa

[darkfictionjude]

Please Jude I want to hate on Nia to give her and mc relationships development

I never know what you guys are expecting when you tell me you want to hit Nia or verbally assault her…

[heartsoji]

LOVE LANGUAGES

starring the bllk boys!

featuring nagi seishiro and mikage reo

a/n: i'll most likely do a part 2 for this with more and different characters but my recent reo obsession and writers block compelled me to do just this duo

NAGI SEISHIRO

physical touch + quality time!

this is extra proof that this man is me 2.0 (physical touch + quality time r my love languages too!)

nagi doesn't really know how to express love. he isn't good with or keen on words, too lazy for acts of service, and doesn't really know what a "thoughtful gift" would be

however, he just enjoys being with you

you guys dont even need to be talking. he just enjoys soaking up your presence

he's also quite keen on physical touch! run your fingers through his hair and he'll be putty in your hands

nagi isn't really a morning person, so if you try to leave the bed when its still morning, he'll pull you back into bed and press you again his chest, nuzzling his nose into your hair

he's pretty tall, so he also like resting his head or elbow atop your head (it's too much of a hassle to keep my head up, he'll say)

sometimes he feels bad that he can't get you nice things like reo, or express his undying love for you, but he's found ways to say "i love you" in his own, special, nagi seishiro way

MIKAGE REO

acts of service + gift giving + physical touch

as we all know very damn well, reo doesn't like having things just handed to him

he does, however, like handing things to you

we all know that reo is rich asf

like not normal rich mans is STUPID rich

he spoils you sm even when you yell at him not to

however, his gifts aren't just things like expensive diamonds and fancy whatnots (they are sometimes tho)

like yes, if your eyes linger on a lipstick for even a second too long, he's throwing it in the cart, but also, if you're complaining of a craving, he'll drive an hour away just to get the best quality version of what you wanted, or if you're complaining about your period, he will go out and buy pads and tampons of different sizes, midol, a hot water bottle, chocolate, whatever you need!

he's actually very thoughtful! the opposite of nagi (sorry)

taking care of you like that is just something that makes him happy

he's also big on physical touch

like yk how when we first meet him he's like playing w/ nagi's hair? yes. he does that to you too!

and let me tell you IT FEELS SO GOOD

LIKE HIS FINGERS ARE MAGICAL

SPEAKING OF WHICH

he gives the best massages!

he has experience with nagi, so if you're feeling sore, you're in good hands with reo!

i also think that he just really likes holding you

he has low-key attachment issues and like jealousy problems, but holding you in his arms just makes him feel like you're never gonna leave, and you're his and his only

he's my literal dream irl bf. rich? yes. cute? yes. thoughtful? yes. touchy? yes. 10/10 would date irl.

heartsoji 𑁍 please do not steal, plagiarize, or repost onto any platform. thank you!

[non-un-topo]

Rating: G

Words: 3,618

Tags: Andy | Andromache & Booker | Sebastien le Livre & Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani & Nicky | Nicolò di Genova, Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani/Nicky | Nicolò di Genova, POV Nicky | Nicolò di Genova, Canon Compliant, Historical, Nicky gets a hobby, Booker is obsessed with the Tour de France, Nicky | Nicolò di Genova Loves Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani

Summary:

The comet had passed by Earth in the spring of 1066, as bright as a star. Yusuf had been born under its light. And there he stood, still as bright and lively, matching the energy of the incoming comet. Nicolas knew it would not cause the death of all beings on planet Earth. Not when Yusuf still lived. – In a flooded and panicked Paris in 1910, the Old Guard anticipate the arrival of Halley’s Comet.

[mmmatchasims]

Midnight: Tam sends his love, as always.

Hibiscus: Oh yeah, how's life in the 'cule?

Midnight: Again, I'm not a part of that equation, I just live with them. That being said, we just signed a stupid-cheap lease on a three bed. In the spice district! So I'm not mad about the arrangement at all...

Hibiscus: Yeah, but what happens if they all break up?

[feyres-divorce-lawyer]

target audience acquired

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾

❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋!𝖻𝖺𝗃𝗂 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝗋 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗒, 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾.

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾. }

・❥・

Dressed in a baby blue glittery two piece that shined beautifully, captivating him. A voice in his ear warns him of getting distracted, telling him to ‘Focus on the mission.’ He glances off to the side catching a glimpse of his now black haired partner mumbling an “Of course… I’m just trying to blend in.”

Eyes once again glued to you as your back faces the pole, arm above your head wrapped around it as you whine your hips sensually, making eye contact with him urging him closer with your finger. The nagging ‘Be on the lookout!’ coming through his earpiece not being heard through the trance you put him in.

Light purple led lights on your dark skin accentuated your figure, he could hear nothing. Not the shouting and catcalls of the men that begged for your attention, the complaining of his partner, nor the sound of his own heartbeat, everything faded to white noise.

The money rained down on you in slow motion, making you look like a goddess—one that stopped time or something else his brain couldn’t come up with for an on par ethereal comparison in the moment. He watched you walk down from the stage signaling one of the buff men that stood by your platform, not too close but not too far, to collect your money.

You approached leisurely circling him, your tall clear heels clacking with your every footstep, you trail your hand across his waist, giving him shivers that he wouldn’t let have the satisfaction of pushing through as you stood in front of him. Black stiletto nails caressed his collarbone sliding down his silk shirt stopping at his belt buckle, you fluttered your mink lashes looking into his brown eyes, a cheesy smile displayed on your lips from seeing him starstruck.

“So I seen you been eyeing me all night, is it too bold of me to assume you’d want a private dance baby~” Your slight accent had him throwing all caution to the wind as he smirked back, canines gleaming under the low lights. “Course not sweetheart ‘s the only thing I been looking forward to since I got here.”

You chuckle at his charm. “That so?” “Definitely.” Your hand held his as you smile. “Then let’s go.” You lead the way to your private room when he finally hears his partner in his head. “Get your head in the game! We have a job to do Intel said that he’s only here tonight. This is the last chance we have to catch the Bandit here tonight before he moves again.”

He turns his head towards the crowded area, faking like he was looking around before speaking softly. “I am Chifuyu just gimme five minutes I’ve got extra business to handle.” He hears the sarcastic scoff of a “Yea right.” focusing his attention on you leading him, his eyes follow the switch of your hips which has him biting his lips imagining inappropriate things.

You approach a door, the name ‘BABY’ in bold f/c letters adorning it, a tall caramel skinned slim man with dreads, arms folded under his pecs planted near, watching you and the male walk up. “Applejacks you can go imma be a few minutes.”

You watch him size the guy beside you, eyes scrunched in uncertainty. “You sure Baby?” You waved him off, a hand on your jutted out hip as you rolled your eyes. “‘Course I’m good don’t you got other business to deal with anyways?” He sighed coming off of the wall. “Yea right. Call if you need anything.” You giggle opening your door pushing in the sandy beige skinned, black haired dude you’ve yet to ask the name of. “..And no interruptions please and thank you.”

You blew a kiss at Applejacks before closing the door leading your sexy stranger to sit in the seat in the middle of the room, a different more lax song played through the speakers, you caress your body in front of him before taking a seat in his lap as your beau began to speak.

“So…Baby? That’s your name? What’s it really?” You let out a soft hum grinding your ass to his pelvis. “Nah that’s just my nickname. I can’t give my name out to my customers sorry boo~ What’s yours?”

He wished he could feel your smooth skin through his slacks, to rub on you and do inexplicable things and have you in unspoken positions, but he settled for his hands on your hips guiding your movements he still has to focus on his job after all.

“Uggh~ My friends call me Eddy.” You pleasantly exhale grabbing one of his hands leading it to your breast squeezing his hand on top of yours making him get the memo. You leaned back, lips on his neck under his ear, softly kissing it making him groan as you pull away from his lap slowly, his long hair tickling your face causing him to chase after you before you pressed your hand on his chest, lightly pushing him back into the seat.

You stand behind him one hand gliding your sharp nails up his chest the other slid around his neck as you press on kisses, the sound of your voice speaking to him bring him back down from cloud 9, his eyes fluttering back as he groans. “So what brought you to the club? Business or pleasure?”

You laugh at the look of bliss on his face before continuing. “I’m pretty sure I know which one it is cuz you ain’t give me a bill yet.” He blinked realizing he hasn’t. “Yea sorry bout that Sweetface. I came here strictly for business-”

He pauses grabbing your hand from his shoulder pulling you around to him, sitting you on his lap. “But I don’t mind a lil pleasure neither.” He smiles at your giggle before you speak again making his ears ring.

“Yea you’re supposed to be here looking for the Bandit? Right?” He opened his mouth to say a code word or anything but he was frozen, chills going through his spine. “Don’t worry about bothering that partner of yours, I don’t wanna have to mess up his face too bad..he’s too pretty.”

He stutters completely shocked getting ready to push you off of him before he felt a cool object on his neck that could only be described as a steel blade. ‘Where’d you even get it from?’ pedals through his brain riddled with frustration .

“Aht aht aht cooperate or my boys won’t hold back. Your partner’s pretty but he’s not that pretty.” The brunet stuttered out ‘What’s’ and ‘How’s’ before you interrupted his ongoing crisis. “Why does everyone automatically assume ‘the Bandit’ is male huh?”

You took his earpiece out wiping it on his shirt before putting it in your ear tapping it twice before hearing a little feedback. You smile at the shocked Eddy, fixing his hair, a stiletto pushing a few strands behind his ear tapping his cheek with the tips of your fingers, he could feel the subtle sharp pokes of your nails.

“Apple? You there?” You hear a ‘Yea’ coming from the other end as you got off of the stunned man who held his balled up fist at his side, heading towards the only dresser in room.

“You touch me and one word’ll have your buddy surrounded with slow singing and flower bringing over a closed casket.” You opened the draw pulling out your custom baby blue glock checking the clip making sure it’s loaded before reassembling it taking the safety off scoffing as you continue your rant from earlier.

“Like men will find any and every way.. it’s ridiculous.” You look at the man in the chair. “Before it was ‘the Bandit’ it was Baby Bandit. Did you know that Agent Keisuke? Probably not huh?” You watch his eyes widen in surprise of you knowing his name and the new information, he’s a little ashamed of himself for still wanting you.

You gasp sarcastically your glock covering your mouth. “Oh you didn’t know huh? That you’re in my club? You think someone wouldn’t notice pigs in their own club? You tracked in mud the second your foot stepped through my threshold.”

You walk towards him sitting on his lap once again, flipping your weave from your face, the hand holding your gun slung across his shoulder as he tensed under you, your head tilted to the side a little, unwavering smile still pulling him in. “Soo we’re here now… What did you want with me?”

He opens his mouth to speak before you put your gun to his lips silencing him, your finger coming to your own lips in the shushing motion, he could hear the static coming from his earpiece. “Aight tell Zoe and Pablo help you load up the car…” You glance at the man who’s lap you’re on, your playful grin taunting him.

“Take the pretty boy with you, he better be in tip-top shape too.” You pull out a zip tie you also got from the dresser banding his hands together as you got up pulling him with you.

“No sudden movements or noise. You already know the consequences. You and your little g-man is coming with me we’re gonna have a lot of fun…” He followed you towards the door noticing a cute coat that you were putting on tucking the gun inside a pocket that ended just above your knees, finally able to really look you in your eyes, a beautiful brown that he could tell was mocking him making his lip curl.

“…Cuz I got a lil preposition for you… We’ll mix business and pleasure.” You kiss his cheek the imprint of your gloss showing as you dragged him out the door heading towards the back exit a wicked smile on your face.

・❥・

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍���𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

[icarusbetide]

me trying to engage my late-night obsessed friend with amrev:

if the american government is nbc and washington is johnny carson and alexander hamilton is david letterman - favored by carson, wins over the critics but not always the ratings, sharp, antagonistic, got blackmailed because of a sex scandal and publicly admitted it - then who would jay leno, the man who gets the ratings and the tonight show with his down-to-earth honest guy persona, be?

more importantly who is jimmy fallon and why is it james monroe discuss

[cynicjovial]

A Wayne and a gibbe

[thelunarsystemwrites]

like, one of them is a fashionista and the other is literally makeup themed so shhdjfbdb

idk, just ✨thoughts✨

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[alilaro]

still fucked up over the fact that people having happy and healthy childhoods exist. like what do you mean trauma isnt an automatic given hUHH

[nonuggetshere]

Time to scroll thru ur art tag again to find some refs of ur pk 👀👀

I'VE GOT U

I am yet to draw a full body of him but he's got bug feets (kinda like u give ur Hollow) and a centipede tail (and wings but I consistently forget about them rip)