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[lena-luthor]

She is my scar.

[chronicallydragons]

Anyone else with chronic pain ever get really absorbed in a project and dissociate from your body while you're working but then you finish and you come back to your body and you're just like AAAAAAAHHH! WHAT'S WRONG?? oh yeah. The horrors. Never mind

[swankyangles]

Speaking of design in general, not necessarily graphic design, my wife sent me the most unhinged multi-level pun of a cosplay I've ever seen.

It's Memphis Pyramid Head

[troutreznor]

anyways op had me blocked when i wanted to reblog this photo set and they didn't have a source on their post either so yknow i will provide for us all <3

Lil Nas X for The Neighborhood Talk

[monstermonger]

Spring songs 🐦‍⬛🎵

[kenchann]

some lil bits of aces dream that i like

[psychokatrixxxy]

OMG THIS SKETCH IS AMAZING!!!

The line work is so clean and soft, I could never 😭

father todd i cant get you out of my mind…

[dukeofdadykes]

Finally got around to watching I saw the tv glow and I’ve had an incomprehensible sense of dread ever since 🙂‍↕️

[lesgrosnaturels]

artist: Itsuka Neru

[smatterbrained]

That’s the problem with enemies-to-lovers, sometimes the nightmares are about you

[batshit-auspol]

For all our rivalry, almost every Australian will concede New Zealand got the upper hand the day their Prime Minister responded to news of New Zealanders migrating to Australia with the quip "good, it will raise the average IQ of both countries"

[shotmrmiller]

simon who is the town's executioner. he's accustomed to the weight of justice— or vengeance— delivered by his own hand. when he hangs your husband, it's just another day's work, flesh made rent. but then there's you. you stand there, hands folded neatly even as your world crumbles, posture straight, collected despite the grief that must be clawing at your insides. you don't plead, don't beg for clemency and that, to simon, is curious. interesting.

he vaguely remembers the bailiff muttering about the prisoner not having any next of kin, blood wanting nothing to do with an ignominious wretch like him, and by the way you stand there alone, the crowd having long dispersed, enduring—

you've no one either. so he makes his decision.

simon leads you away, his grip just shy of painful around your wrist, toward his horse, and you don't resist, which is good. patience isn't in his nature. he doesn't pause before helping you up, his large hands sure and efficient, and then swings up behind you.

his home has been in dire need of a goodwife.

(the blood on his hands doesn't bother him; it never has. he'll make sure it won't bother you for long.)

[the-palelady]

you were thankful for the storm that suddenly erupted outside the doors of the small clinic, the darkness of the sky concealing you from prying eyes as your back arched up off the desk.

the thunder that rolled about up above mixed with the sounds of your cries, wanton moans that came out strangled, breathy.

the air was continuously being punched from your lungs each time ghost moved, his hips grinding up against your ass and the backs of your thighs.

your lashes fluttered against the flush of your pink cheeks, mouth hanging open. a sight for sore eyes.

“best…fuckin' meal i ever had.”

his voice was molasses, thick and smooth. you tried so desperately to focus on the way he spoke, on the way his honey colored eyes stayed locked with your own, but it was pointless.

you were too far over the edge, his cock gliding against the spongy walls of your pussy. he was reaching places you could never reach on your own.

“takin’ me so well, sweetheart.”

the warmth of his palm pressed down on on your stomach, and it’s your undoing.

you see a glimpse of heaven, the darkened room suddenly becoming so bright. you clench around him so tight his thrusts stutter from the grip.

but he picks the speed back up almost immediately, his stamina far outmatching your own.

“no, no. not done with ya yet. can gimme another, can’t ya sweet girl?”

a second part to this ♡

[raven-bythesea]

For the DC x DP server gift exchange!

Constantine has been taking care of dealing with a stray King of the dead for a while now

Please no reposts, referencing, reusing, or edits, please feel free to reblog ❤️ Click for best resolution!

[onomatapeanut]

Stranger

/strayn-jr/

noun. A person whom one does not know or with whom one is not familiar.

[shandzii]

comm for my pooookieee @sleepyeule 💜