HOLD ON ONE FUCKING SECOND IS THAT MOBIUS GETTING SPAGHETTIFIED?????
OUGH wait now i’m starting to understand the events. i hope i’m wrong but loki finds mobius in his sacred timeline, convinces him to go leave or kidnaps him and wipes his memory. and somehow mobius and loki end up back at the beginning in the interrogation room and then somehow mobius gets spaghettified and loki told him how much he means to him beforehand or something hence why they’re both about to cry. WHAT THE FUCK MARVEL.
I imagine Lucifer’s fall in the same way as Spikes fall in Cowboy Bebop, with him being caught off guard and shot down.
As he fell from the celestial realm, the only thing that rushed through his mind wasn’t memories of himself..
It was memories of his brothers, watching them grow up around him, memories of the 6 of them lying in the clouds as they reminisced on past times, them listening to Raphael’s angelic singing over a cup of tea, all the good memories rushing through his head over what he thought would be his last moments shared with them.
As he fell he didn’t feel any hatred, nor negative feeling towards anyone or anything.
For a loss as strong as the one he took, he surprisingly felt at peace.. It wasn’t until he landed in the Devildom when he starting feeling that upbringing of wrath, pain, and grief striking directly at his heart.
gojo would definitely spit onto your anticipating tongue from where he stands over your kneeling frame, he would relish in the fact that his own spit is coating his dick as you bob your head up and down his length. when his hands find the back of your head and fucks into your throat, he feels you so deep and his hairs tickle your nose, he’d groan at the feeling of you choking around him, his spit and cum mingling with your saliva as it drips down your chin. he’d be drunk off the feeling especially when he can see you squirming underneath him, no doubt soaking through your joke of an underwear just from sucking him off. finally when he shoots down your throat and you’re struggling to breathe he releases you with a pop. you swallow like the good slut you are and he presses a kiss to your swollen lips, tasting himself on your tongue, and getting hard again from the thought of you being so full of him, his cum, his breath, his saliva. he could never get enough of you.
a/n: yes i would sell my liver to have gojo spit in my mouth, why do u ask?
I have nothing productive to say to human society about this. I will be rambling about my love for Gavin below.
Hehe it’s a throwback
Damn bitch….my couch can’t be that bad 😭
“Well….thats …very…earnest of you to say uhm….”
Can I talk about how cute it is whenever Gavin gets shy or flustered.
“It’s not my place to tell you how to live your life, but at least between us, here, in whatever this is, I want you to feel comfortable to be honest.”
In this essay I will write about how Gavin and Freelancer’s entire relationship is based on trust and in being their individual selves with each other. They aren’t just an incubus or just a freelancer. There’s more to that and they both love the parts that aren’t just their identities and I think that it’s so interesting—
“Gigantic stuffed bears that are clearly compensating for something.”
Hey I actually really like those bears.
“Is that a metaphorical question? I don’t know, I’ve….I’ve never been asked to be someone’s Valentine. I…yes”
“Yes. Will you be mine?”
Shut it down right now. I’m actually becoming so weak.
His soft yes…
STOP NO HE FUCKING DIDNT 😭
“Take my hand, Deviant.”
I’m thinking about a lot of things I’ll keep to myself.
“And the moments come easily when they’re with you. That’s not lost on me. Thank you for asking me to share this night with you. And thank you for asking me to be your Valentine.”
oh no! i’m so terrified of a hot stone-top dom with a purple strap who wants to fuck so bad!!! one of my biggest fears!!!! i hope they don’t come out to get me… 😔😔😔🫣!!!!!!