#so yeee

[mistic404]

Ninjago DR s4 part 1 Spoilers

RIGHT.

That was.. a lot.

And I wanna talk about how much of a goldmine this season (or at least this half) was

Because what do you mean in this season alone we got:

> Acknowledgement of Lloyd's messed up age

-> AND how messed up the concept is

> Jay's memories returning (I'm still mourning his long hair)

> (Brief) acknowledgement of Cole being a leader for the ninja pre-Lloyd's age up

> Jaya Kiss !!

> MORE COLE SCREENTIME FOR ONCE (and his like, third golem form at this point)

> MORE ZANE SCREENTIME AS WELL

> Brief moment with Morro!!! (He didn't say anything but still, he was there)

> (Brief) Pixane <333

> Lloyd FINALLY figuring out what his power is: Master of Life (Including this whole thing about connection and enhancing powers which fr just sounds like what the Ninjago movie did, like- 9 years ago but, wtv)

> DRAGON FORM!!! FINALLYYYY (about time the guy who's PART DRAGON has a DRAGON FORM (Lloyd was being stupid saying he doesn't know why he's gained a dragon form when bro is, again, LITERALLY PART DRAGON! Didn't y'all acknowledge that in like s1/2 or smth?? Why confusion now??))

> LAVA CRUMBS ,like, very small crumbs, but CRUMBS NONETHELESS

> LAND OF MONSTERS MENTION!!!!!!!! (I was BEGGING for a pan to Kai hearing when Beatrix said she was in the Land Of Monsters and it never came 😔 BUT! The fact that main series has now acknowledged the existence of the LOM means there's a higher chance it may come up again, so YAY)

> Just, the entire sequence of Lloyd doing the trials in the Ritual of Unrooting.

-> KID LLOYD

-> THE TWEEN LLOYD THAT NEVER HAPPENED BUT COULD'VE BEEN

-> HIS BIGGEST ENEMY BEING HIMSELF, I.E. HAVING TO FIGHT A LITERAL PERSONIFICATION OF HIS FEARS, DOUBTS AND WEAKNESSES

-> AAAAUUHGHGHGHGHUAAUAA

> Euphrasia being relevant again!!! (Missed her fr fr and I love her new bond with Arin (They're already getting shipped but I'm not surprised,) Arin-being-one-of-the-girls headcanon, go! (Or just bonding with girls more easily due to being friends with only Sora for years))

> Arin being more stable with the whole thing of elemental powers on the fritz and so his fighting ability not being affected as he never had any in the first place (y'know what now I realise he's good to have there so that if they encounter anything that affects elemental powers it can just be chucked at Arin, great use of plot device Ninjago writers👍/hs/hj)

> Jay's whole deal this half-season, I'm actually really glad they at least did the "getting memories in surges" thing so that he's not immediately back to being old Jay, giving a better transition, (though I hope they don't make him completely as he was, he still did live through the past ~5-7 years so I hope they show his adjustment struggles in the next half) (NINJGAO WRITERS, give me a scene of Jay getting back his memories of Skybound, and my life, is yours. /ref)

K I'll stop yapping now 👍

[stararch4ngelqueen]

Don’t Call Him Jealous

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Time written-6:10 p.m.

Jason Todd/fem!reader smut (I’m on mobile so image is huge, but c’mon it’s Jason. Take him in)

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“Look at that, babe,” His hot, erotic rumble roared your heart into an irritating, intense drum in your chest, heating up the tips of your ears.

“It’s crying for me, begging me to have a taste.”

Hungry eyes kept an intense focus on the mirror in front of you both, the hardwood floor pooling with your arousal. He held both your legs junction over his propped up knees, keeping you spread open for his viewing pleasure alone.

Your bare chest heaved with sweat, perky nipples heavily flushed from countless pinches in between his thumbs. Repeated begs for him to slow down to give you an ounce of a break fell on deaf ears, a forearm secured between the valley of your tits, grasping you close as he fucked you with his fingers.

Overstimulation became your toxic lover, sparking you up in pain with the promise of pleasure, quickly following eachother in an endless loop.

Bucking away didn’t help, he’d only hook his fingers against your G-spot harder, forcing your ass back against his hard, girthy cock, swollen and throbbing for pussy behind the prison of his red gym shorts.

You were in a dress, at one point. A dress you kept in its protective plastic hanger for weeks. Now, it laid abandoned, torn and neglected scraps on the ground since the second Jason saw you in it.

What was his main concern about it? “Nothing.”

The fabric was a rich, deep silky blue, caressing your body perfectly in every way. His biggest issue was a certain cocky bastard, who’s signature color just so happens to lay in pieces on the ground.

Yes, he’d get calls and texts from the rest once they realize he failed to attend yet another Gala. Yes, they’d most likely realize that it wasn’t you who had planned to miss it in the first place.

The last thing he wanted was said certain cocky Grayson to make even so much as a thought of a snarky comment on such. Knowing him, he would.

It was all Jason; the man who didn’t bother to think of the tux he was supposed to have picked up from the dry cleaners before coming home from the gym.

All he had on hand was you, working up to your fourth climax in front of your bedroom mirror. A beautiful, erotic mess of smeared lipstick and cloudy mascara tears, moaning endlessly on his fingers before working you open on his cock.

Never catch him thinking he wasn’t a giver. It was his second favorite sport.

“Pretty, pretty,” Jason murmurs against your neck, kissing along your flushed skin. “Pretty, pretty girl. Y’know what I want, huh? Give it to me.”

“C-C-Can’t,” you exhale, both your hands clutching his working forearm, needlessly crying out broken words and drawn out cries as the fire in your tense tummy threatened to burst.

“J-Jay, J-J-Jay, I-I can’t! S’too much!!”

“Come on, babygirl. Don’t be like that, give me what I want. Come on, baby. Come on, come on.”

He urges via lustfully hasty words in your right ear, bucking his fingers deeper and faster into your stretched walls, the palm of his calloused hand directly abusing your swollen, rosy little clit.

Your nails dig deeper into his forearm, deep enough to add onto his collection of angry scars as liquid heat surges through your veins. A collection of trembling cries erupted from your quivering, rouge smeared lips as his palm grew soaked.

He grunts out a pleased groan in tandem with yours, nearly drowned out by your whimpering as if he was the one that came, forcing every nerve in your body to shiver.

“There we go,” Jason cooes, working his fingers until he picks up on those irritated, little overstimulated whines he recognized by memory, telling him to slow down without use of words.

Only, your body didn’t give him what he wanted. Almost, but not yet.

He listened for now, retreating his fingers, lingering about to pry your soaked lips apart, biting back a deep growl at your soaked, gaping pink hole.

Never more than now did he want to stuff you full, but he was working for something a little more… eye catching.

He enjoyed what he saw right now; maroon lipstick smeared off the edges of your lips, transferred onto his the second he kissed you against your mirror. Pink scratches and dabbled love bites that would morph into rich, wine bruises littering your neck and shoulders.

Red, pure red from your blooming cheeks, aroused skin, sore breasts, and abused pussy.

A dirty, surface drenching show only your body could provide, ignited by his favorite hue of color, by any means necessary. So. why stop at four?

Without a word, Jason dips a finger back inside your cavern, feeling your body nearly wince from the intrusion, a low little whine escaping your deflated lungs.

“Jasooon,” you croak, your rising hips instantly jolted back against his lap by a strong grip on your hip, followed by the click of his tongue. “Please—“

“Not done yet, Princess,” he murmurs, kissing along your neck as his other finger joins in, expertly finding your sweet spot and curling his fingers, determined to go for five.

Blue wasn’t a good color on you anyway.

[oxyisdamoron]

Inside me are 2 wolves

One is a perfectionist

One is a procrastinator

They are in an abusive relationship

No one knows who the abuser is

[dunb4t]

happy birthday to the guy ever

[br00k1ynns-wif3]

placeholder bc I’m redoing my intro post :3

[lacyspeaks]

I'm still on the One Piece grind but I started watching Demon Slayer and I'm lowkeyy obsessedddd

[eskapeep]

in the most shameless fashion

send me questions about the node or other doodle requests ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

[some-person-named-c]

the pizza tower character select screen except it's full of nerds

I had fun drawing this one, tbh! i should doodle more of these in this style more often lol

(or, at least, as close to the actual art style as i can--)

~C <3

(friendos in the picture: @/nk64 and @/person_kun117 on twitter)