#ANYWAY—

[starryeyesmasc]

fuck it. thinking about a girl riding my strap when she figures out how desperate I am to cum just from fucking her.

her hips rock again and she stretches, slick and glistening, around the head of the strap. I whine as I watch her sink down fully, but I can’t move to touch her how I’d like. my hands are neatly tied to the headboard, courtesy of the girl on my lap right now. she laughs at the painfully turned on expression on my face.

“awww. what’s up, darling?” she coos, sighing as she works herself slowly up and down the length of silicone. “am I teasin’ you? is someone getting a little flustered down there?”

any answer I might’ve been able to give fizzles out when she props a hand on my chest to pick up her pace. I drop my head back against the duvet and groan as the orgasm I’d been rapidly nearing comes steaming back. we’ve been at this for at least an hour, and she’s already cum at least three times. all without letting me cum once. I’m struck wordless, desperate, by the sheer weight of my desire for her. so when she begins to lift again I shake my head and whine.

“no, please. please please please.”

she grins and shunts her hips back down fully, completely swallowing up the ruined strap. it’s the visual of her cum from two orgasms ago smearing into my boxers that makes me arch and jolt.

“fuck—oh fuck, I can’t—m’gonna—fuck—”

for one blessed moment, I think she’s going to finally let me cum. then she laughs again and I feel her teeth nip against my neck. “so fuckin’ eager to please, aren’t you? are you actually gonna cum just from this?”

something snaps above me. I don’t need to look up to know I broke the headboard; I felt the tension holding my hands loosen. but before I can move to touch her, a nimble hand pins my wrists above my head.

“ah-ah. no, darling. you look so good and pretty right now. I’m not done usin’ you yet. you just stay still and let me—oh, awww. are you crying? need to cum that badly, do you? fuck, babe. you’re so, so desperate to be good for me, aren’t you?”

I nod instantly; squirming against the euphoric precipice she had me balanced on.

“please,” I sob. “please, fuck, please.”

“well go on then.” she rolls her hips and the sound makes me moan. “be my good desperate slut. cum for me.”

there’s something missing, and she knows it too. she’s just waiting to drag the answer free and I’m too whiny to hold out. her smirk turns wicked and she gives my hands a little shove into the bed.

“but that’s right. you can’t, can you? you need to watch me fuck myself on you again, babe?”

even as she says it, her hips slide back into motion. up, down, languid, just how I like. I’m a horse in the gates, a pulse in the veins, raring to go. all I need is one last push. she pauses when she sinks to the bottom to roll her swollen clit under her fingertips and her head tilts back as her eyebrows furrow.

“mhmm. fuck, you fill me up so fucking much. I could sit right here for hours. c’mon, babe. I know I nearly have you. close those pretty eyes and give me what I want.” she starts into motion again, and this time it’s rough. chasing release. her hips slamming down into mine with slick, wet sounds. she lowers her mouth to my straining neck. “fucking give it to me. cum for me. cum for me.”

her words push me to breaking point, but it’s her low moan in my ear and the resulting wetness dripping into my boxers that sets me off like it always does. I finally hit that sunlit peak and I arch into the golden heat of it as everything in my body freezes in adoration of her. offering up my orgasm to the goddess above me. she can take it, I have no need for it. it’s all for her, every ounce of me. I come down from it slowly, twitching as I pant and whine underneath her. a hand slips over my cheek and her careful thumb strokes my cheekbone.

“there. hey, shhh. there we go. so good. oh, you just couldn’t hold on, could you? my poor girl. yeah, I got you. I’ve got you.”

I squirm again, trying to steal another orgasm while I’m still hazy from the first, but she tightens her grip and holds me steady.

“ah. where’re you goin’? that’s just one. I told you, I’m not done with you yet. I wanna see exactly how much I can make you cum without even touching you.”

[zevrra]

may i request some more nsfw love n deepspace <3 i love the headcanons u posted aaa

one more—

tags: 18(+), mdni, very nsfw, suggestive content, fem!reader, short & sweet, men of LaDS!!

creator notes: omg i’m glad you liked them!! i haven’t played the game (i have but like when it first came out!) so i know none of the lore and hope i wasn’t writing the men ooc or anything aaaaa!!!! but i’m glad you enjoyed them enough to request for more!! thanks for requesting as well!

SYLUS—

actually makes you wear a collar and a leash

your first time together was rough, both of you fighting for dominance over each other but ultimately he won

degrades you!!!

calls you “kitten” when you please him but any other time he’s telling you how pathetic you are for wanting him as badly as you do

loves it when you’re a brat solely so he can break you later

is so into tying you up, forcing you to take whatever he gives you

especially likes it when he ties your hands behind your back and makes you ride him

loves to watch you struggle

you have a safe word for a reason!!!!!!

is 8 inches and thick as all hell, deep red tip, veiny

RAFAYEL—

the first time you both wanted to be intimate he was a nervous wreck

took you a few times to steady his hands and convince him that you wanted it too

worships you like a goddess when you fuck

i secretly think he has amazing stamina but hides it from you

that way you’re on round 3, overstimulated and he’s asking “once more please one more time my love.”

begs you for it!!!

i’d like to think he’s a switch! let’s you start things, get him all heated and needy, then he takes total control

also think he’s always in the mood

24/7 he wants to touch you, taste you but holds himself back and instead makes jokes

is probably 6.5 inches, curved, and flushed pink

XAVIER—

you two struggle to go on missions together anymore solely because you always want to touch each other

always requests for you to be his partner too

loves having sex under the stars

especially when you ride him and he gets to see the stars halo your head

his max number of rounds he’s gone without passing out is 3

once he wakes up though he’s ready to continue

knows every single one of your weaknesses

he rarely makes noise when you two fuck but constantly reminds you how good you look

“baby you look so beautiful.” he says as he has your legs on his shoulder, pounding into you

is roughly 7 inches, thicker at his base, a nice red tip

ZAYNE—

your first time with him was definitely either in his car, office, or his apartment

uses his tie to keep you quiet

he likes to let you think you’re in control but really you both know he is

uses the excuse that he’s “always cold.” and needs you to warm him up

forces you to look at him when he fucks you

especially when you want something, makes you look him in the eye as you beg him for it

praises praises praises!!!!!

“good girl.”

i also think he’s horny ALL THE TIME but only when you two are together!! then he stares at every move you make and thinks to himself how he’d take you right then and there

8.2 inches, veiny, thicker head that’s a pale pink

[overnighttosunflowers]

guys. guys. they saved each other and they fell in love slowly for two years and then imogen realized it and then the love of her life was murdered because of those feelings and she made herself into orpheus to get her back but always always giving laudna a choice and then she was too afraid to bring her feelings up with laudna because they got her killed and also she knew they were unreciprocated but the one time she came close is when laudna finally realized what it meant that imogen meant everything to her and then they were immediately flung to opposite sides of the globe and laudna was faced with an embodiment of what was trying to keep imogen from being safe and she murdered him and then they did find each other again and then for the first time ever imogen had enough peace in her own mind to take a risk and laudna said yes and then laudna was afraid imogen would think she was a bad person and not want her anymore and imogen said I’ve seen everything inside you for two years and I know who you are and I love you

[buckleyflower]

WHAT MY BRAIN CAME UP WITH BECAUSE OF THE UNCLE BUCK STILLS:

Think about Eddie entering the loft casually whistling the theme song of Buck’s most recent movie obsession, with his key, and finding Buck with his slightly oversized brown hoodie baking with his niece.

He’d stop in his tracks and think that it’s a fever dream. He’d stop and pray that they didn’t hear him so he could take a moment to fully take in that he gets to have this man, that this soft, cute giant is his, and is currently hunched on his niece’s back so she doesn’t fall from the stool she’s standing on.

The lights are dim and it’s dark outside and yet Eddie doesn’t remember being ever hit with such a blinding clarity. He wants to have a kid with this man, a baby, wants to grow another human being with Buck, because Buck is the best human he’s ever met. And that realization startles him fully.

Because it usually happens in your twenties, when you’re maybe young and carefree and you have no clue what you’ll do with your life: you’ll turn around and look at a person and think I wanna share my life with you, I want to raise my babies with you. But he’s not carefree, he’s the furthest thing from carefree. And he’s not a kid either. He has a kid. And one that is currently in another state because he doesn’t want to see him. And yet here he is, wishing he could have Buck’s kids.

Anyway— Buck saw him. Of course he did. And he smiles at him and Eddie’s insides explode as they have been for all this time whenever Buck looked at him like this. Eddie just didn’t know.

“Oh, Jee, look, Uncle Eddie is here!” He excitedly points at him and motions for him to get closer.

Eddie chuckles and reaches them both while Jee-Yun babbles and simply calls him Eddie, Eddie! all joyful and happy. She’s so sweet and looks like she’s only ever known contentment. Eddie wishes she could be like this forever.

He puts his lips on Buck’s forehead and sighs softly. “Hi.”

“You’re baking.” Kind of obvious but the alternative would have been marry me, have my children please.

“You’re here.” Then they say at the same time. As though they can’t quite believe they’re there. But not there as in the loft, there as in right now, together, for the rest of their time on Earth.

Eddie would like to tell him that there’s no universe where he would willingly be someplace else knowing that being with Buck is an option. Instead, he looks at the wide hoodie and blushes. “You’re adorable, do you know that?”

“‘M not adorable,” Buck pouts while Jee tugs at one of his hoodie strings to get his attention. “I’m a grown man.”

And Eddie chuckles. “An adorable grown man.”

He thinks he will go back to church as soon as he can because he has to talk to the priest. Not now. Now he could do something crazy like scream hey, look, I found my joy! and then run away. But he eventually will.

After all, when that evening Jee-Yun leaves, he cuddles with Buck between Buck’s body and the back of the couch, pressed ridiculously close, and drags his fingers on the side of Buck’s torso, across his ribs, on his soft skin, right under the brown hoodie he’s been loving ever since he stepped foot in the loft. So now, he has more pressing matters to attend. Like burying his nose into his boyfriend’s curls.

Everything screams soft, soft, soft, but most of all: joy.

Eddie finally found his.

[rachelamberish]

I guess at the end of the day my issue is this: if what they want is a fresh slate, personally I *hate* that with every fiber of my being, but fine. It probably had to happen at some point, granted. But this was NOT the game to do it with. Not when it feels like we’re inching towards the conclusion of a lot of story threads from previous games and you are actively bringing in past characters, some that have been around since Origins.

Do it with a cast of completely fresh new characters, at a time longer than ten years in the future, after this whole arc with Solas and the ripple effects of the fifth blight and mage rebellion has been concluded. Not when you’re still bringing around Varric who looks more and more like a tired old war horse that needs to be put down with every installment. That old man should be in bed

[tunastime]

tango tek. you agree. reblog.

[guiltyasdave]

guess @reddedmiller knows me a little too well 😌🫠

[h-didanart]

Ok so about that fell au I was mentioning the other day—

I

I might’ve

Been thinking about it

I don’t have the story yet, the plot is nonexistent.

I just know that humanity hates animatronics, the Daycare is open to supernatural beings (ghosts, I mean ghosts), the channel is exclusively gaming videos like thrice a week, and for some reason everyone is chill with one another? I might end up changing that but! For now, main character designs

The only one whose color palette doesn’t completely suck is Lunar, I’ll change the others later.

Really need to think through the other characters, and the lore too preferably. But whatever the case, welcome everyone to ‘Withered Hopes’

[jadecantcreate]

im listening to a coalecroux playlist rn (getting in the Drawing Mood tm) and

I HAD TO STOP MYSELF FROM BURSTING OUT LAUGHING AT “AND IF A DOUBLE DECKER BUS / CRASHES INTO US” PLEASEE KSJDSKJDNLKDSJ?????

this song is very very coalecroux indeed (and i enjoy it) its just. that line took me OUTT i dont even know why it was so funny to me. i was not expecting it at all

[riff-is-on-a-fucking-crisis]

Sometimes I think about how I just, automatically headcanon Luffy as AroAce from one scene in OPLA

[eatyourmaker]

HELOO REQUESTS!!

if you're accepting sm aus may i request my evil mcgee (opp au radford)

ifff no aus thats coolio i request a mayor evermore as a plan b. hes always plan b if not plan a. love that gay ass mayor.

OKAYBYE GLADYOUREFEELINGBETTER BTW I WAS GONNA SEND AN ASK WHEN YOU FIRST CAME BACK BUT I DIDNT WANNA OVERWHELM YOU HUG HUG HIGH FIVE NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR COMPLICATIONS OKAYBYE

One bitch hot off the presses!!! /Ref

Ik you only wanted one but,,, I did both cause,,,

Well 1. Fren 2. The more to draw and distract myself the better

[anothercrisis]

Most people, upon first glance, will believe that Simon “Ghost” Riley is incapable of love. That assumption is based on multiple factors, such as his mask, his stoic demeanor, his dry tone of voice, but the main reason is the distance he maintains from others.

People assume this distance is because he doesn’t know how to get close anymore, doesn’t know how to care anymore, doesn’t know how to love anymore.

The opposite is true. Simon’s heart bends to love far too easily for his liking. It has been void of the warmth for so long that it craves it like an addict in withdrawal.

It’s simply because of his own design that love is scarcely acknowledged or reciprocated, that wariness is the main emotion others feel towards him. That distance that he creates between himself and others is intentional, a moat meant to protect both parties from the inevitable pain that comes with love—the inevitable pain that clings to him like a shadow with all the intent to hurt the bright spots in his life and in himself.

So at the end of the day, there is a conflict of interest. Simon may love easily, but Ghost does not trust quickly. Simon may want and yearn and hope, but Ghost is hesitant and doubtful and mistrusting. Simon may crave the warmth of affection like a dying man would crave breath, but Ghost must stand vigilant to ensure survival, no matter what the cost.

[officiallyossy-haywooddent]

(Mun)

Felt silly—

Made a new Gotham RP account :]

Also I keep on stealing reactiony images from @gothams-problem-children mun sooo—

thanks babes :]

[vmbrq]

BYE ghostface ethan still being sweaty and flecked with blood from his last kill and forcing you to sit still on his lap with his cock stuffed deep inside you and holding your face with one hand to force you to look at him and asking you if it feels good bc he knows your self-control is waning bc you’re ovulating and he knows you need more but he just wants to see you beg first bc if anything, cockwarming him is making your hormones WORSE bc his tip is just shy of nudging into that one sensitive spot that makes your eyes roll back and your toes curl and you just wanna MOVE bc you need him just a LITTLE BIT deeper and he KNOWS that but he’s having too much fun watching you fall apart and AND AND AND AND

[dudefort]

Idk why but Engie strikes me as that one guy who doesn't like spongebob so I drew this @ work