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dontbelasagnax · 8 months ago
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*curling like a cat against your ankles* Lasaganie, more Codywan headcanons?? 🥺👉👈 (only if you gave them/want to share of course. thank you, you’re amazing and I love you :3c)
I am late but I come bearing gifts in the shape of the codywan headcanons you asked for!!! And I love you too 🫶
- In a no order 66 setting, Obi-Wan has a caf mug that he considers to be Cody's. This would be normal except Obi-Wan bought it during the war and always meant to find the occasion to give it to him but never got around to it. That's to say he's exceedingly normal about this cup. Especially when Cody starts spending time around his apartment and Obi-Wan serves him caf in it. For the first time. Then all the other times as well. Feeling his heart crack open seeing Cody with His Designated Mug. A mug Obi-Wan's perhaps had too much time to place too much sentimental value onto. He's perfectly normal about it and doesn't act weird at all.
(more headcanons under the cut. it's a bit long)
- Cody is a hopeless romantic but won't ever admit it. He loves romance novels and holofilms. From trashy to highly acclaimed, sweet to stuffed with depravity, he enjoys them all. They're just a spot of escapism for him. A fantastical tale to distract himself from the toll of war when the night cycle is quiet and grief is loud. The stories are all so wildly outlandishly unrealistic to him. He's a clone. There's no future for him outside his role in the war effort.
And then one fateful campaign they're on their feet for a full tenday before they encounter an outcropping with flora and fauna that, finally, aren't actively trying to kill them and they are able to set up a tentative base of operation while planetside.
General Kenobi insists everyone rest while they can. Cody lost his bedroll to some sort of carnivorous plant along the way. General Kenobi acts like it's an affront to his very livelihood when Cody tries to sleep on the ground of their shared tent. Cody is tired. He doesn't have the energy to fight back on something so stupid. Which means they have to share a bedroll. His general's bedroll. Where they're physically incapable of both laying on the little mat unless they're plastered together. Cuddling.
It's the best sleep of his life.
...Exactly like how the romance novels describe it.
He's not dumb. He's been aware that he's in love with his general. He just thought the romance novels were all embellishing to a ridiculous degree and none of it was actually... realistic.
But if the romance novels are right about this, what else is just as magical in reality?
And maybe, just maybe, could there be some hope for a glimmer of a chance for him to pursue something else with Obi-Wan after the war, if they both make it that far?
- I am fully of the belief that, in a Tatooine husbands setting, the husband bit is a complete accident. Ben is stopping by for a quick pantry restock at the Pica Oaisis marketplace when it happens. He's lived at his hut long enough for the vendors here to have a familiarity with him so it's not exactly a surprise when one says to him, "Who's the shadow of a fella that's hangin' with you lately?" They mean well, he knows. And still, it's his business. He thinks his answer is quite crafty.
He says, "He's my partner," and leaves it at that. Partner could mean anything. Alas, either an older man living in an isolated hut with another older man implies a particular thing about their relationship or the vendors have a flair for the romantic because he quickly comes to discover on his next trips to the marketplace that he has a husband. Of all the assumptions one could make, it's certainly the most harmless and... he finds he likes it. Being seen as Cody's husband. It's all awfully embarrassing and he doesn't dare tell Cody any of it.
Cody discovers it for himself a few weeks later on a solo trip to the market to pick up some feed for Rooh.
"Here to do your husband's bidding?" a vendor asks and Cody blinks.
He blinks again. "Come again?" he says.
"Ben your husband; you're running his errand?"
His first instinct is to correct them, tell them he and Ben aren't married. But how would he even begin describe their relationship? After a few seconds deliberating he decides he's better off going with it. What harm could it do? Besides, on the ride home, he finds he kind of likes it.
And that's how they become husbands. Well, the beginning of it, anyhow.
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aropride · 9 months ago
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message to all faggots PLEASE SURVIVE
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rattenpelz · 1 year ago
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*horny guy voice* someone pls cut me open and dig around in my guts
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purplerat111 · 8 months ago
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Milkman says: "Mmm... Enough.😐"
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dingledraw · 4 months ago
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I keep thinking about this part from @wyrmyblog’s amazing human au on AO3🍔
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rinksrats · 4 months ago
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nasturtiums: victory in struggle
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punishedsaints · 2 months ago
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crepusculum-rattus · 2 months ago
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local old man caught sleeping on the job smh smh
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not his ass sleeping when he should be fishing..🎣
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groenendaze · 3 months ago
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sorry for sharing this everywhere but. it’s so funny
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nekoo3001 · 3 months ago
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Guardian
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she says hi
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kayliraine · 4 months ago
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02.04.2024
hello mahito nation???
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dollsome-does-tumblr · 3 months ago
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The pestilence has cast a strange spell on us all. The Decameron (2024) - created by Kathleen Jordan
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gracewolf43 · 1 month ago
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procrastinating studying for exams :P
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purplerat111 · 8 months ago
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Potato... 😔
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deviouz · 8 months ago
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thinking about leon kennedy and how he talks you through another orgasm and how he's just the softest dom - 🐀
i love love love gentle dom leon so much <3
“c’mon, sweetheart, you can give me one more, can’t you?”
his voice is gentle against your ear, evading your senses in such a way it has you feeling just the slightest bit overwhelmed by the sensation of it all. it was a stark contrast to the way his fingers pistoned in and out of your drooling cunt. it had been difficult to keep still after the second orgasm, and the third one had left leon with no choice but to keep your legs pried apart with his own. confusion plagued your mind, only managing to seep in passing waves amidst the rampant pleasure.
“leon, can’t,” your words were slurred as your body trembled, thighs trying their absolute hardest to clamp shut around his incessant hand. “too much, too much, please-!”
the soft coos and gentle shushing had you keening, eyes rolling back at the curl of skilled fingers, thumb unwavering against your swollen clit.
“you’re so good for me, so pretty,” leon grinned as he watched your back bow for the umpteenth time that night. your cries of ecstasy reverberated in the otherwise quiet room. as you came, body shuddering and writhing about in the comfort of his arms, leon eased you through the aftermath of your climax. chest heaving, your eyes finally slipped shut. your thoughts had finally cleared, coherency beginning to front itself once again.
“one more time?” leon’s hand went to rub at your thighs, taking pleasure in the way you canted into his touch. “let me see you cum on my cock, baby.”
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yanderefarm · 5 days ago
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Drowning Achilles while brutally using him slapping his hand away when he tries to touch himself pressing him under the water harder when he tries to go up to catch his breathe leaving him on the bathroom floor tied up
I saw u say something about drowning sex in the Ajax abuse request
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cw;; drowning, rough sex, vomiting (kind of), abuse, violence, dark content, dead dove do not eat
tbh there's this one scene in this horror movie "would you rather" and like its not a great movie it's just essentially torture porn but like there's this scene where this pretty goth girl has to hold her breath underwater for 4 minutes and it changed my brain chemistry when I first saw it.
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you had one of his arms held behind his back for leverage to jack hammer your cock deeper into him while your other hand was forcing his face into the bathtub. he was clearly loving it; he had been play fighting so far, pretending to struggle and fight so you had to keep him in his place but the lack of oxygen was starting to get to him. his greedy hole was tightening as it started to get hard to breathe and his legs shuffled and kicked, not enough.
you pulled his head out of the water and he was gasping. you took the opportunity to bury yourself completely in his tight hole, fully sheathed in his boy cunt. you tugged at his pretty hair until his head rested against your shoulder.
"chilles, not gonna pull you back up until you're full of cum. let's hope you don't die, huh fucktoy?"
his head was clearly already dizzy from what you'd done so far and he could just nod weakly. he took a few more deep breaths before you finally plunged his head back into the cold water.
his thin hand reached between his thighs and started to wrap around his cock. oh the little slut was asking to be drowned today. you grabbed his hand hard enough to bruise as you fixed them both behind his back in a rough grip. his entire body shook as your new handles made it easier for you to go even rougher.
your cock was trying to punch the air out of him with every deep thrust that pressed right into his sweet spot. he couldn't keep holding his breath for much longer already. his hands started to push against the edge of the tub while his feet started to kick and push trying in vain to pull himself back. you kept the brutal pace in his pretty cunt moaning at the way his body clenched so tight in panic. water began to splash up and spill over the tub as he tried to move his head above water.
"you- ngh- filth-filthy fucking slut you- fuck- you're loving this so much huh?" each word accentuated with a grunt and the sound of your skin slapping together.
"you wanna fu-fucking die today? wanna die ta-taking daddy's co-cock like a- ngh- whore~"
god the way he clenched around you told you everything you wanted to know. you were getting close, your pace slowed as his fighting got even rougher. he was pounding his hands against the tub, legs flailing, body tightening. and with a few long thrusts deep into his tight cunt you spilled ropes and ropes of thick cum into him. his body just started to lose its vigor when you finally pulled his head out.
you watched achilles take deep gasping breaths his eyes rolling back and his cock twitched between his legs. he came untouched on the bathroom tile. just from almost dying. you let him keep taking deep breaths as you released his arms and started to kiss his neck.
"filthy. you're so fucking filthy." you kissed and bit his neck to praise him for his good job as you gave a few more slow thrusts into his messy ass.
achilles sat up properly moving into your lap while he clutched his chest. he was clearly dizzy and out of it, his pretty blue eyes were blank like you'd sucked the life out of them. you almost had. you watched in amusement as his whole body twitched and he came against, spilling cum on his stomach this time.
"hey that's not fair~ you're a fucktoy you're not supposed to cum more than me." you bit at his neck not expecting a reply.
"sssorryyy" he slurred through gasping breaths, his head lulling against your shoulder.
his pretty eyes started to close so you slapped his face. "don't go falling asleep now. you're not done."
you let out a little moan and blinked his eyes open sleepily. once it looked safe like he wasn't going to pass out you shoved him off your cock and onto the bathroom tile. he gasped and whimpered in surprise but you just ignored him, instead grabbing a towel and wiping off your body that he had gotten wet.
you nudged him with your foot so he was looking back at you. "get this shit cleaned up and come to my office for round 2."
you kicked him as hard as you could in the stomach making him cough up water and start gasping for air again. for good measure you gave him another kick. and another. and one more. his stomach already showing signs of bruising as tears started to well up in his eyes.
"fffhaaank youuuu"
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