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#posting at 3am? so me
luvpngs · 8 months
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borders for rentry/carrd! edition and pngs made by me :3 enjoy!
like or rb if you use/save🏩
borders cr: foollovers
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everydayspamton · 1 month
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day 456 and 457 of drawing spamton every day until deltarune chapter 3
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ladyofthelake · 1 month
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Most fandoms have major disagreements but I love how mostly the Merlin fandom is chill, we see the heart of it and we quietly believe that deleted scenes are canon and that Merlin will magically look young when Arthur returns and I love that
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Saint Joan of Arc – Paul de La Boulaye // Would've, Could've, Should've – Taylor Swift
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skrrtscree · 5 months
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Ryomina Week DAY 1: First Meeting/Childhood Friends
Based on the scene in the movies when they met, he was so crazy for jumping off a fucking building.😭
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general-cyno · 5 months
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I watched film gold the other day and it's been making me think about luffy's relationship with food wrt zoro and how it's been presented in different OP media.
Aside from the importance the riceball incident holds for the animanga and OPLA, luffy's specific reaction to zoro's injuries after the mihawk duel in the latter is so good. although the LA won't touch luffy's full backstory for a while, it's obvious he loves food in both the usual goofy manner and as something he associates with kindness or a lack thereof. it's why zoro eating the riceballs and sanji feeding gin is important in both iterations of the story. and not only that, OPLA also directly links luffy's appetite to his mood/feelings - when kid!luffy gets sad about shanks's upcoming no-return departure, makino goes out of her way to point out something's really wrong after luffy says he's not hungry. as it is, OPLA used this character trait of luffy's again to highlight how affected he is by seeing zoro (who, at that point, luffy hadn't considered could lose) truly hurt for the first time.
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From I'm not really hungry right now, Nami amidst his rising panic, refusing sanji's food, admitting he'd eat his arms and legs to save zoro's life (in the context of what happened to zeff and sanji) and my gut hasn't been so great lately, the message is clear: luffy is not only worried about zoro's wellbeing, he's also very, very upset and willing to go crazy lengths if it means saving zoro. plus, if you watch the LA knowing about sabo and ace, imo it emphasizes further why seeing zoro in such a state makes luffy feel/act the way he does and how much he cares for zoro to react like that to begin with. I love it. I also love that though he rejects the food for himself, luffy admits while rambling that he wants zoro to eat and asks sanji to prepare food he believes zoro would like, even if he quickly concludes letting him rest is probably the best option instead.
That last part brings me to thriller bark, in the manga. It's not food per se and it's portrayed less seriously, but he still tries to have zoro - unconscious and wounded after You Know What - drink an entire barrel of booze because luffy knows how much he loves it (as much as luffy loves meat) and believes it will make zoro wake up/feel better. comedic as it may be intended to be, it's also kinda sweet. luffy's shown more than a few times to recuperate ridiculously fast and in an equally ridiculous manner from injuries by eating meat, so this is luffy's own way to show how much he cares and that he wants zoro to be well again imo.
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This also brings me to the start of thriller bark itself! luffy's offered to share his food before (with nami, for example), yet ig what stood out to me during this part is how he just... offers to share his lunch with zoro simply because luffy wants him to come along. luffy rarely makes that sort of offer for specifically mundane reasons, so. squints.
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(the fact that zoro fell right for it is so. lmao.)
And as for film gold - albeit not canon as most of the OP movies are, it's still interesting. for once, it's zoro who ends up in need of rescue. after the whole ordeal with tesoro capturing zoro and pushing the straw hats to try and buy his freedom before the public execution, luffy seeks out food.
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And when usopp remarks zoro is more important than that? luffy immediately agrees, but insists that's precisely why he needs to eat.
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This is a fun contrast to OPLA luffy though I'd say not necessarily a contradicting one. whereas there's little OPLA luffy can do wrt zoro's injuries, film gold luffy can't afford not to eat because here he needs to be at peak strength to rescue him. I like that the movie showed luffy's frustration too,
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and how far he'd go to save him: jumping into a duct that's filled with "vicious golden bats" no one's survived from and launching himself straight against a moving, giant sea prism stone ventilation fan (all related to rescue plan) that franky has to bodily drag him away from before he gets more seriously wounded.
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(Quite a reminder luffy's pretty crazy about zoro too!)
All in all, food is a very important aspect of luffy's character whether it's for a comedic or serious effect. though it's made more relevant in the WCI arc, I still love how it's something you can see portrayed in his relationship with zoro throughout OP too, be it in the animanga, the LA or in movies as well.
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chromatic-casino · 5 months
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Do they have a name? I've been calling them killer queens because i couldn't find a duo name
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jaylver · 1 year
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ARE WE STILL FRIENDS? — L.HS
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SYNOPSIS: Situationships were never fun. Unfortunately for you, you found yourself being in one with your long term best friend, and that ended up getting sour when confusions started to appear, which only had you questioning if you were still friends or not?
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PAIRINGS: fwb!heeseung x afab!reader
GENRE: friends with benefits relationship, angst
WARNING(S): profanities, a whole lot of frustrations
WC: 1k
masterlist | © jaylver all rights reserved.
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Are we still friends?
That was a question you asked yourself over and over again. You found yourself waking up next to Heeseung once every few mornings after spending the night, each time you ended up shutting your eyes and praying it was just a dream. But do dreams normally consist of you being bare naked and waking up to dread and regret? No.
People who said trying out friends with benefits was ‘fun’ were uttering absolute bullshit. If it was fun, you wouldn’t be wishing for a hole to swallow you up whole at this moment.
You couldn’t even tell when it had even started. 
Heeseung had always been your closest friend throughout highschool leading up to college. Everything was normal until one night at a party, where you two got too drunk to remember anything, only realising the damage was done the moment you woke up next to one another. You would be lying if you said it wasn’t awkward, you literally stopped speaking for days until confrontations happened and the stupid deal of friends with benefits was brought up.
You knew people would be calling you a crazy person if you turned down an insanely hot man who happened to be your best friend, but at the same time, he was your best friend, the same guy that you grew up with. So, no, you weren’t entirely crazy.
In the months of the entire sneaking around shenanigans happening, you wished you could lie and admit your feelings stayed indifferent, but alas, your heart had to skip a beat whenever he did something, even the ones that were the simplest. Who could blame you anyway? Heeseung was a flirt, a fucking flirt, and he happened to be a hopeless romantic that would pull the sweetest stunts you never experienced even with your past lovers.
Buying a bouquet of flowers after your finals, treating you to dinners at fancy restaurants, taking care of you when you feel sick, eating together with your family, your plus one to weddings … all that and the two of you still remained label-less, how insane was that?
After all that, the countless nights spent together and the amount of sneaking around, you might think either one of you would finally pop the question and admit ‘hey, I like you’ or something along the lines, but no, not even once. What made things worse was that Heeseung seemed to be avoiding you and hanging out with other girls. Really? You thought, completely gobsmacked. 
Now here you were, in the middle of your apartment, pacing around all antsy and anxious, waiting for the man of the hour to arrive. Were you going to explode soon from what was happening soon? Absolutely.
The familiar sound of the door twisted, your anxiety made you completely forget about the fact that Heeseung indeed had a copy of your keys, so you were left unprepared when he entered, even more so when he made his way towards you and pulled you into a heated kiss, his lips clashing onto yours, leaving you zero breath or space.
Don’t cave, don’t cave, don’t cave!
Your hands reached his chest, his hands only travelling further into your hair, tugging it gently to have your head tilted back in order to give way to his lips and your neck for contact. As much as you were enjoying this and wishing for more, you genuinely had to stop him, pushing him away hard, his touch lingered on your body, his dishevelled self staring back at you confusedly.
“Y/N?”
“Hee…we should talk,”
He raised an eyebrow, his head tilted to one side. “What’s there to … talk?”
You scoffed in disbelief. “You avoid me and fucked around with other girls then suddenly, you hit me up saying you’re coming over after all that? Do you expect me to welcome you with open arms?”
“Y/N…God, I didn’t fuck any of them—”
“Don’t you get it? I don’t care if you fucked them or not, it’s the fact that you broke my heart and what’s ridiculous is that we aren’t even together,” you let out a strained laugh. “I don’t even know if you want me or not, Hee. One second you say you love me in bed, saying how you never want to let me go and send me flowers at work, then the next second you pretend we’re nothing, completely insignificant. What are we? Are we still friends?”
“Of course we are, what are you saying? Hell, we’re probably more than that,”
“Then, why can’t you just say it? I want you to want me, Hee, don’t you fucking get it? But it seems like you don’t,”
“You deserve someone more than me, Y/N,”
You bit your lips, pushing that lump in your throat back, the feeling of pouring tears pricked at your eyes. “Bullshit,” you seethed out, pushing his chest, anger and frustration overwhelmed you. “I can’t believe I actually believed you would feel the same, even for a second,”
“I do love you,” Heeseung breathed out, pining and desperation painted his expressions, but the words that left his lips reflected something else. 
“If you do, you wouldn’t have played me like this, for fuck’s sake,” you threw your hands up, trying your best to hold your tears in. “Maybe we should just end things here for once and for all,”
“We should,” Heeseung blinked slowly, processing everything gradually. “I’m sorry for hurting you. I know this sounds selfish but can we forget about this thing? I know we can’t mend what was already done and hurt, but you’re my best friend, you’ll always be. Can we start over? Can we be friends?”
You knew no matter what, there was no way you could ever let Heeseung go completely. The boy you knew since highschool, the boy you’ve gone through everything with, the first boy you entirely lost your heart to, you had a feeling nobody could amount to him, and that was your fatal flaw. Maybe, just maybe, he shared the same flaw of being unable to let go of you completely either. You and him travelled in the same wavelength, you completed one another’s missing puzzle piece, in short, you were soulmates, but whether you were aware of it, that was the problem.
“Of course,” you said, your voice coming out quiet and low, the lump in your throat still present, your chest squeezing hard.  
Heeseung nodded wordlessly, closing in to press a kiss on your forehead. That alone spoke louder than words could, it didn’t feel like a goodbye forever, it was more of a comforting reassurance, an apologetic one. He was already by the door, one hand on the doorknob before he turned around for another glance at you, his lips flattened into a small smile that didn’t quite reach to his eyes as it usually does, then once two beats has passed, he slipped past the door and was out of sight, but not out of mind.
You let out a big breath that you held in throughout, afraid that you might end up going breathless, falling onto your couch and you started blinking away the tears that were threatening to fall. You were a wreck and a mess, already strapping yourself in for the sad movies and depressing music playlists.
But it seemed that the universe had other plans for you instead. The doorbell rang and you froze, thinking it couldn’t be him again, right? You got up from your couch and trudged towards your door, wiping roughly at your face and praying you didn’t seem too slimy and gross. That’s when you whipped the door open, facing a delivery man, a flower bouquet in his hands. 
“Delivery for Y/N? Your weekly flowers, by the way,”
Oh, that. 
You took the flowers from the delivery man, bidding him goodbye before shutting your door shut. The timing was absolutely horrendous, you were played twice, how fun! The note was enticing you, though you knew it was a bad idea for your half broken but definitely weak heart. Curiosity killed the cat, and you were about to prove that right.
‘You’re my favourite flower. Always. — hee’
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gloomy-prince · 1 year
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coldshrugs · 3 months
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you two keep silent and the silence gets delicious. one of you two talk and listening gets delicious. [x]
@harumeau has blessed me with the dreamiest sketches of io and estinien!!
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iiigris · 2 years
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𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄!
happy 16th birthday to one of my favorite albums of all time, The Black Parade!! 🖤
shoutout and many, many thank yous to @mcrbois for helping me out with finding more reference photos for this!! <3 so incredible, thank you so much
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majimassqueaktoy · 1 year
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Kiryu like I will get in your car, go to your home, get butt ass naked AND wear your bathrobe- but I wont just eat the delicious steak you had prepared for me
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lyxchen · 9 months
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Kisses :3
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mementoasts · 5 months
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been thinkin about neck kisses,,,,
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coryothesub · 2 months
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First Time
Feeling a bit more on the softer side right now so here's a little something about reader taking Coryo's v card and him first exploring his submissive side, it started as a blurb but turned into a whole ass one shot
nsfw / mdni / virgin!coryo /lightdom!reader
Was this your 6th, 7th or 8th date? You couldn't quite remember, but you had done all sorts of things. Wined and dined, seen some art, danced, laughed, had some deep conversations and exchanged lots of kisses.
You had done everything except for the one thing you were craving the most. Sure you had been fooling around and once it had even turned into a topless make out session. But nothing more. So at this point all you were able to think about was having him inside you.
It was a calm night in, you were chilling on the sofa, watching movies, Coryo laying on top of you, his head resting on your right boob and his hand gently squeezing the left one through your baseball shirt. You were playing with his curls, fantasizing about how you could tug on them while he’s fucking into you.
“You like my boobies, don't you?” you asked, your fingers crawling to meet his atop of your breast intertwining them together.
Coryo looked up at you with a calm expression on his pretty face. 
“They feel so soft…” he murmured.
Your leg got numb and you slightly adjusted your position under him, discovering something that had been previously hidden from you. His dick was hard.
That was new. You had suspected it happening during some of your previous encounters but he always managed to disappear with some stupid excuse as soon as it happened. It always left you confused and so damn horny.
Cocky smirk appeared on your face.
“Seems like you REALLY like them,” you glanced down at him wiggling your tight just where it met his prominent bulge.
You noticed a glimpse of panic in Coryo's eyes.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn't mean to be disrespectful,” he sat up trying to cover up the front part of his sweatpants.
“It's okay, Coryo!” you had to raise your voice to get through to him. “You're alright.”
You sat up and raised your eyebrow flirtatiously.
“I can help you with that, y’know… C’mere!” you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him close before planting a soft kiss on his lips. You felt his heart beating at what seemed like an enormous pace.
“I…” Coryo whispered against your lips shyly. “Haven't really done it. Like, I have received some handjobs and stuff, but it never went all the way.”
“You're a virgin!” you tried to hide your surprise to avoid making him uncomfortable, but it didn't turn out quite as you had planned.
He nodded quickly, red blush tinting his cheeks.
You felt arousal building inside your lower abdomen at the thought alone. Such a sweet innocent boy, wideyed and ready to be corrupted. You could show him all the moves and hear his sweet moans as he shot his load inside you for the first time ever. Dammit you were already wet at the idea.
You crawled into his lap and straddled his thighs, gently cupping his face in your hands.
“May I ask you, why?” your voice was soft and velvety. “I mean you're awfully handsome, girls must be dying to hop on your dick.”
“It just seems wrong. It feels sort of dirty,” he pressed his fingers against his forehead realizing how that sounded. “I don't mean the girls I’ve been intimate with, but the whole concept of doing it with someone who is not right for me.”
You almost couldn't believe that. He was waiting for the one. A tiny bit naive, but also incredibly hot.
“It's alright, angel, you don't have to worry about that,” you caressed his cheek realizing that you weren't exactly the mrs right material.
“We don't have to do it now. We can make out. Or I can just lend a hand to help you with that,” you said pointing at his hard-on. Only a few layers of fabric separated it from your leaking pussy and you had to gather all your willpower not to grind against it.
Coryo made a long pause before he spoke, looking into your eyes seriously.
“Actually I have been thinking about this for a while… And I want to do it. With you. Now.”
“You sure?” you gave him a soft, but serious look, trying to cover up how triumphant you felt inside. You were ready to jump up with excitement. He was yours to have. But you needed to stay composed not to scare him off. 
“Mhm,” Coryo hummed and cupped your face to share a little kiss. You deepened it letting your tongue wander between his parted lips and explore him. You planted tiny kisses on his cheeks, continuing further along his jawline and neck. Just little pecks. You wished you could suck into the soft skin marking him with bruises, but you had to control yourself. For now.
“It might be your worst experience though,” he chuckled nervously, clearly underestimating his beginner's charm.
“Just relax, sweetie,” you hummed against his neck, making him shiver at the sensation. “I will guide you through it and we’re both gonna feel very good. I promise.”
You pulled his white t-shirt over his head and started moving your hips, slowly grinding against his bulge. 
“Do you like it?”
“Uh-huh,” Coryo groaned, eyes fluttering.
You watched him with satisfaction feeling his hands under the hem of your shirt. He started massaging your boobs circling his thumbs around your nipples, getting them impossibly hard under the cool skin of his fingertips. He was gentle but you could tell he was hungry for your body. Just not quite sure how to take it.
“Just look at you, already so desperate for me,” you teased before stopping your movements abruptly.
Coryo whined at the loss of the pleasant friction.
“Shhh, baby, don't forget we need you to last through the whole show, right?”
“Right,” Coryo nodded, still holding on to you. You freed yourself from his grip gently and took off your shirt, followed by your pants. Your embarrassingly soaked panties followed next as you found a more comfortable position on the couch and slowly opened your legs for him.
Coryo's eyes widened taking in the gorgeous sight, he wanted you so badly. 
“You have the prettiest pussy,” Coryo filled the silence with a compliment, not sure what to do next. You took his hand and guided it between your thighs, letting his thumb slide in between your folds.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he said in a deliciously low voice as you guided him upwards to your sensitive bud. Coryo started to rub you gently, his thumb drawing circles around your clit  making you moan with long awaited relief. The boy was a natural.
“Look at you, angel, making me feel so good already. Now, let's take a look at you!”
Coryo took off his sweatpants along with his boxers making your jaw drop instantly. Boy, was he well endowed.
“You're so big, Coryo,” you licked your lips, gazing upon him in awe.
“Is that okay?” he looked at you innocently secretly bathing in your praises.
“Mhm,” you mumbled and bit your lip marveling at his long handsome dick. You leaned forward and gave it a few strokes making him let out a small moan. The boy was so sensitive to your touch.
“Come here, angel,” you whispered in his ear. “I need you inside me.”
Coryo obeyed and lined up at your entrance sliding his tip up and down between your folds a few times. You moaned as his tip touched your clit eliciting a satisfied smirk on his lips.
Encouraged by your reaction he started pushing into you at a painfully slow pace. Your cunt was literally aching to have all of him inside you.
It wasn't exactly the easiest task to take all of him considering the size, but your pussy was already so ready and wet and that it gave in easily. You just couldn't help but stare at his pretty face, eyes fluttered, lips whispering sweet nothings while he was stretching you out so nicely. 
“Am I doing good?” Coryo asked while establishing a steady pace. “I just wanna be good for you.”
“You're perfect,” you whispered against his lips, clenching your walls around his cock making him moan at your tightness.
“Oh, damn, my sweet angel, you're fucking me so good. So damn good at this huh,” you praised him as your pussy was melting in wetness around his massive dick.
You wrapped your legs around him bucking your hips up to feel more pressure on your sensitive spot. Coryo thrusted into you desperately, looking so delightfully pliant, so eager to please you.
“Oh baby, you’re gonna make me cum so hard, I feel it coming,” you whispered just before rolling  your eyes back and cumming around his dick, completely drenching it in your juices. 
“You’re such a good boy, Coryo, holding on for so long. Now cum for me darling,” you encouraged him. Your praises took him over the edge and he soon collapsed on top of you blowing his load deep inside your wet cunt and following it with a few sloppy thrusts before pulling out his dick from the warm embrace of your cum filled pussy.
You were both lying there for a moment, panting, indulging in your post orgasm bliss. You loved the feeling of his warm seed dripping from your hole.
He looked at you with happy puppy eyes looking so sweet and compliant, completely under your spell.
“That was fucking amazing,” he whispered, resting his head on your boobs. “Thank you, mommy…”
“Oh, I…” his eyes widened in sheer terror when he realized he had sait it out loud. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be weird or…”
“Shhhh, babyboy,” you pressed a finger against his lovely lips. “You’re good. You're safe with me angel. And your words are safe with me, always.”
Coryo gave you the most adorable smile. It felt so relieving knowing you were not weirded out by him calling you that.
You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him close and sinking your fingers into his golden curls.
“If you want to be my baby boy. Then I will be honored to be your mommy.”
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londonknights · 2 months
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the 591188 line's vibes were impeccable tonight
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