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*Lucifer and Diavolo fighting over MC*
Diavolo: you must choose between us, MC.
Lucifer *sighing*: it’s true MC...I can’t keep competing with Diavolo, it’s a lost cause
MC *troubled expression*: can’t I just have you both?
Lucifer: how would that ever work?
MC:
MC: I have two holes
Diavolo *turning to Lucifer*: they raise a good point
Lucifer:
Lucifer: *speechless*
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Balance
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This is how it ended right? Rey and Ben, two Grey Jedi Masters, exploring the galaxy and bringing balance to the force. Sounds right to me.
Prints and other merch available on my Redbubble shop 😊
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a dyad in the Force… share a single braincell insp. & insp.
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Confession: I want to be facefucked with a strap-on
Or just fucked with one in general
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Sneaky photo in one of my favourite dresses.
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Forgot a got a couple new bras and such so I thought I'd take a few photos. Turns out I really like taking photos of myself so I uhh better sort that out ;)
Possible a few more to come, can't decide if I like them or not yet
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More Than Enough (Spideypool)
This is a Part Two to my NETFLIX AND CHILL fic, which features Ace!Peter and Wade being ridiculously supportive.
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Valentines Day.
If the idea of Netflix and Chill used to send Peter into a panic attack, Valentines Day was enough to make him seriously consider moving to the Great White North and breaking up with Wade via telegram just to avoid how terribly awkward this whole ordeal was going to be.
And of course it would be terrible and awkward. With Peter being the way he was, and Wade being the way he was…
Well anyway.
And maybe he didn’t have to be panicking quite so much. After all, Wade had debunked Peter’s fear about Netflix and Chill by calmly and hilariously stating ‘If I meant Netflix and Fuck that’s what I would’ve said” and Peter loved him for it, really he did.
But Valentines Day– Valentines Day meant sex. The day expected sex. The fourteenth of February was a pink and red confetti fueled extravaganza dedicated solely to the pursuit of sex, and Peter’s boyfriend was a black and red spandex fueled disaster dedicated to an unhealthy amount of sex related jokes and–
“Pete.” Wade cut into the rapidly spiraling thought pattern and Peter jumped in surprise. “Pete, you’ve been staring at that billboard and lookin’ more and more like you’re gonna throw up for like ten minutes now. What’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing.” Peter forced himself back to the moment, tore his eyes from the gaudy advertisement for a mens nightclub. “Nothing, what’s wrong with you?”
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2. Made sense since in the first movie Odin said (basically) "whoever is worthy to wield Mjolnir shall have the power of Thor"
10 Things I hated about end game
1. Some of the repetition of iconic lines felt very forced and cringy. Example: The I can do this all day line. It felt kinda dumb.
2. Steve controling thunder. I get that he is worthy and can lift the hammer but why cintrol thunder ?? Thor is the freaking god of Thunder not steve.
3.Using mostly for Thor cheap humor and fat jokes.
4. The way Tony returns to earth is very underwhelming it’s just to show off captain marvel abilities and make her important.
5. Steve being ooc & copying sam by taking charge of the support group.
6. The snap randomly killing all of Hawkeye’s family except him is very illogical.
7. Hawkeye’s new look and change if personality lasted only fir a couple of seconds and didn’t add anything to the story
8. Why didn’t Nebula and Tony tell them about the entire a soul for a soul deal before they time travel ??? they obviously knew about it . 9.The passing of the shield was rushed and underwhelming. Sam was the better choice since Bucky is tired of fighting but the moment wasn’t really touching.
10. Steve not saving bucky.
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Thought I looked kinda cute on this swimsuit ;)
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Idk about elsewhere but here it's paying them money to ask if we can pay them more money, and sometimes saying no.
Applying to universities is asking them if you can pay them money, and sometimes they say no.
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SANS IS A DARKNER HOLY SHIT
BIG SPOILERS FOR UNDERTALE, TINY SPOILERS FOR DELTARUNE
TL;DR: Sans isn’t a monster, he’s a Darkner from the Dark World, and that’s why he bleeds, as well as what’s up with his room and his seeming teleporting.
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the reason kris ripped their soul out is cuz we made them eat moss. thats the only reason
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A Couple of Loki’s Hidden Kinks
• Ahahahaha yeah he sure does.
• I’ve said that Loki is very very open about his sexuality, but some things he might keep a secret unless you show any interest in it or you ask about it.
• Loki has a thing for being belittled.
• He’s so used to being praised by you, sometimes he wants to switch it up.
• If you call him a dirty boy, a fucking slut, a wanton little whore? Good fucking god he’ll moan like a prostitute.
• Outside of his submissiveness, he knows how much you want him.
• He knows that you look at him in such a way that anyone within a few miles could sense the sexual tension.
• You love just looking at the god, seeing him do anything can threaten to turn you on.
• When Loki figures it out, he’d suggest something a little… outside of the box.
• “Would you like to try watching me please myself?”
• You assume he means touching himself in front of you, and you’re eager for it.
• Loki then makes a clone of himself. (One that can physically be touched.)
• A clone.
• Oh fuck, he’s literally going to touch himself in front of you.
• That’s something you never would have expected. Something that you didn’t think would arouse you in any way… but it does.
• Loki is such a surprising sexual partner, you’re never bored. He’s got a lot of hidden kinks that you’ll eventually see and enjoy.
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Tonight We Dance [Alucard/Reader]
Summary: He would steal you before the first light at dawn, but the night was still young.
a/n: surprisingly not alucard from castlevania, but i’d like to write fifty million things with adrian dancing/teaching mc to dance lbr. also, l-like… i guess maybe this could be, like, “dracula” timeline? i don’t know, fight me.
By the time your third masquerade came around, you had become entirely disenchanted by them and the boorish behavior accompanying a night of drinking. But, being as you were hired help; tethered to this family by contract and from the surrender of your own to save their necks, you were not to complain.
Despite the ache in your chest from the garments cinching your body, the pain that felt like it was echoing through your bones as you walked, and your cramping wrist from being flexed at such an angle for so long–you mustered a pleasant smile. The silver platter you carried garnered the attention of many cackling folks; most already intoxicated to high heaven and stumbling over one another, others wordlessly shot their arms in front of your face for a glass to impress their partners.
The delicate glass seemed to match your strides as you walked through the bustling ballroom, clinking and sloshing the pale liquid inside. Men swung their partners across the polished floor to the passionate waltz from the orchestra atop the stage, the ladies’ voluptuous skirts came close to tipping you and your tray on more than one occasion.
You just wanted to get out of these clothes and get to bed. And yet, the night was still young and the party would continue until dawn for some.
“I wonder what it would be like to be them for once, just a night.” You managed in a single, exasperated breath that was smothered by the music and joviality. “For once in my life, I’d like to be the one on the receiving end.”
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