#you're so hot when you're fighting

[badger-with-a-boa]

Ma'am...

[necrotic-nephilim]

If you want to be bothered. Maybe this for dick and Bruce???

i ALWAYS want to be bothered these are always the highlight of my day tbh you're a delight for letting me just yap <3

Dick. For the canon isn't real square I am Specifically talking about the Tom Taylor Nightwing run. Usually I ignore bad runs but given this one is ongoing (though about to end THANK GOD and get replaced by Dan Watters who i have high hopes for since i adored his Sword of Azrael (2022) run but i digress) so I counted it. Especially since it's so debated if that run is bad or not, for some reason. I'm a 90s Nightwing truther. I love Dick so dearly and tbh recently I've been more enamored with him the more I read his Discowing era, I didn't used to be as big of a Dick stan as I am these days.

Bruce. Honestly where do you even start with Bruce. I want to fist fight him and also patch him up. He got me into comics and superheroes as a whole but I roll my eyes whenever he shows up in a story. He's a bastard and usually not a good father but also complex and should be dissected under a magnifying glass. I love him dearly. He's also just the worst. I think that's why I love him. I'm always a fan of unabashedly Complicated Asshole Bruce who's generally not always the best person, particularly not to the Batfamily and that being the driving force of his relationships with them, especially in shipping.

And for bonus points, Tim. Because know above all else, I'm a Tim Drake kinnie /deg. He's been my number one for a decade and I've yet to uproot him from my brain. He's literally the Worst half the time and I love him for it. And the canon isn't real refers to Tim Drake: Robin because... that sure was a comic. And that's about all I can say about it. Pre-Flashpoint Tim I miss you so dearly. I think it's fun that I want to put him in a blender and drink the juice but also want Nothing Ever to happen to him.

[star-ar512]

aeon certified issued protektor summer outfit

(pose source 1, 2)

[heich0e]

i'm sure i'm not the first to say it but considering the official umemiya bedhead art i can't help but think of the quiet intimacy of hajime letting you (or asking you) to do his hair for him first thing in the morning.

[skrunksthatwunk]

yu yu hakonstruct intricate rituals which allow you to touch the skin of other men.mp4

crossposted to youtube

[mixelation]

also for the ask meme: sakura x sasori?

Send me a ship and I'll give you my (brutally) honest opinion on it

this is a CLASSIC ship. it's not my favorite of the Sakura/Akatsuki ships, but it's definitely high tier. their canon interactions are when sakura was at her best, and i like that sasori is a weird fucked up little man.

my main complaint with this as a ship is just general complaints i have about how fandom writes both sakura and sasori as romantic leads, and then how fandom write het ships in general. like, listen, if you like a fucked up little puppet man, why do you keep writing a suave non-puppet guy? T-T why does Sakura have to be perfectly manicured and pouty-lipped? WHY ARE ALL THESE MEN SEX GODS WHO CHUCKLE DARKLY

anyway let sakura nab a hot guy who turns out to be a weird little freak. it'll be fun. i promise.

[hanzajesthanza]

this looks like a long time but initially it said 1 MONTH 15 days

[ayakashibackstreet]

It's soooo funny that whenever my city's on TV, it's always unflattering shit. How dare you, this place is amazing, I'd die for my city, I'd die for this neighborhood (which is admittedly the part of town with the shittiest reputation and arguably part of the reason I'm this anxious)

[hooligans-holiday]

The Art of Drunk Flirting with the Referee pt.3 (pt.1 and 2)

(Yu Yu Hakusho episodes 63 and 105)

[hauntingblue]

Arcane being meaningful shot after meaningful shot needs to be studied

[neverendingford]

Therapists have two genders:

Professional Asshole and

Well-meaning Incompetent

[ekleipsi]

' - do i have to like, duke it out with your brother? ' vague hand gestures, as stallion currently finds himself positioned upon kurai's couch. upside down. eyepatch amiss. ' - does he look better than me? does his eyepatch look better than mine? ugh. no, wait. don't answer that actually. ' / ( ciphor&kurai ehehe )

--- She hums, a faint grinning pulling upon lips at the idle concerns that spill past partner's lips. Partner. Her boyfriend, really. She has a leg pulled up on the stool she's seated on, knee to her chest with chin resting atop it; the paint brush in her hand stills for a moment before bright blues are tilted past the canvas to his position on the couch. Grin stretches further at the image...and even more so, at his idle insecurities. They're cute, but entirely unwarranted, though she can't bring herself to say as much and instead offers a small laugh.

--- ' Duke it out with him? Probably not, Akira's more likely to cry if you tried to fight him. You'd win. ' she warns, not at all holding back with the admittance before another burst of laughter spills out and she instead slides from seated position, in little more than baggy grew sweats that hung from her hips and a plain black bra. Frame is positioned in front of his upside down position, before she squats down and pulls his eyepatch off entirely.

--- Lips are pressed to the tender underside of his jaw, along his throat as it is rather exposed in such a position, before she lifts a shoulder in idle shrug. ' I mean...we are twins, so clearly he's pretty handsome, you know. But you look very cool and swarthy with the eyepatch, babe... ' she purrs the words smoothly, rolling her eyes and grinning before sitting down and cradling his head in her lap, leaning down for a chaste kiss.

[demetriandelibinaryboyfriends]

Demetri Alexopoulos ;_____;

It's a unique type of frustration when you agree that a character is deeply flawed but other people keep missing what's actually wrong with them and assigning them new flaws that they don't even have it's like free my man he did none of that. He did a bunch of other shit tho.

[loverboybrightsideghost]

computer define underdog

[pa-pa-plasma]

so this post is definitely about me lol & i just wanna say that

me only having mental illness is a really big assumption

the experiences i talked about were my own & some friends i'd had while going to an alternate school, they weren't secondhand or made up

idk what is wrong with this person but they are super fucking ableist, & going through their blog, it's clear they love to accuse everyone of faking being disabled or needing accommodation for some reason & are obsessed with interacting in bad faith.

just gonna assume they're constantly having a really bad day every day but man if you're gonna make multiple blogs dedicated to speaking about disabled issues, maybe don't alienate a majority of the community & accuse them of not being "disabled enough" for you to fucking listen to them

[bunnigumi]

cw. megumi x reader , stomach bulge , tummy pressing , size kink

Right now, Megumi has his grab on your thighs, blunt nails digging into soft flesh, thumbs circling pink bites on the inner sides. It's a routine that's starting to become familiar. Your hips are slightly lifted up from the bed, and he really cant explain why, but when he can see the outline of his dick through your stomach, he absolutely loses it.

You were horrified at the sight when you first saw it, but Megumi on the other hand? He was turned on the most he's been in his entire life.

He just loves pressing on the bulge in your little tummy. Its addicting—watching you squirm and whine and protest with little results. Seeing the way you cant decide if you want to stray from his touch or arch further into it. Loving how big his dick is compared to you.

"Fuck baby," he breathes out in awe. "See that? Feel it? Can you feel my cock deep inside you?" He groans as he pulls out all the way just to slam back into you, starting a fast, rough pace that doesn't seem to let up and makes the sound of sticky arousal totally embarrassing.

A hand retreats from where it's holding up your thigh to grab one of your own hands, wrestling the grip you have on crumpled sheets and guiding it down to your stomach.

"Wha- nghh, M'gumi, don't—!" A long, drawn out moan escapes your lips before the rest of your complaint can. Your hand is trembling, and too weak to escape his grab.

"C'mon sweet girl, don't you like how full I can make you feel?" He coos.

Your head falls to the side, attempting to push your face into the soft pillows, "N-noo... feels so weird..." The drawn out nature of your words make you sound unsure. Megumi doesn't believe that you don't like it, because oh, he knows you do.

"Awwh... you sure you don't like it, baby?" He says, faux innocence laced in his sweet tone. You pout. You know what he's doing to you, and hes so wrong for it. He leans in closer, tilting his head, teasing you so you get all embarrased—hot and flustered. "I should just pull out then if it's too much."

You shake your head so fast you almost get dizzy, unable to form any coherent words. Only small uh-uh's make it past your moans.

It's too hot. Megumi is so, very close to you right now. You're able to feel the radiating warmth of his body, his breath against your ear. With the added weight of his teasing, it becomes far too invading. You bury your face deeper into the pillows.

When you get like that, the heat always pressures you into spilling whatever you don't want to say—always. You make for a terrible, terrible liar.

"What about when I do it like this?" You face him again with curiosity. Your brows are furrowed, sweat beads down your hairline. Glossy eyes search his face in confusion in the cutest way ever before dilating in panic.

He adds more pressure and forces your hand harder onto your stomach, closing the little distance seperating the two of you to kiss you sloppily. You make a noise of shock, whining as he continues to knead your hand onto it.

Your cries melt back into the sound of pleasure, moaning into the kiss, your whining dying down.

When he pulls back theres drool collecting at the corner of your mouth. You're red in the face, eyes averting in shame 'cause you really do like it when he presses on your tummy like that. "Tell me how much you love it," he taunts.

When you're like this, you're able to feel all of him. Able feel every single thrust just grazing your cervix, senses going into overdrive as you subconsiously stop trying to fight his hold on your hand with the little to no strength you were using to begin with.

"I, hahh, love it! Love your cock s-so much! Feel so full... hah- aah—!" With one last thrust, your back arches, core unraveling around his length. Walls tightening, spasming in a way that makes Megumi spill all his praises. As your chest heaves heavily, your abdomen flexes and tightens, revealing the silhouette of your boyfriend's cock stuffed inside of you even clearer now.

The corner of his mouth quirks up in pride, "I bet you do, baby. I fuckin' bet."

He really should start doing this more often.