#Big Need

[lucktv]

Okay but why have I never seen a Harry Potter Cherik AU? Like marauders and X-Men first class are so similair in aesthetics and vibes.... Hmmmmmm.... Might make art of this...

The real question is; what houses would they be in? Personally I'd love the Slytherin/Hufflepuff for them, Erik being Slytherin and Charles Hufflepuff... They're so cute I can't, someone take them away from me

[sweetspicyprincess]

Really just needing to snuggle into you and be babied for a little bit. I don't want to make decisions. I don't want to do anything but be wrapped up in big strong arms with your hands comforting me and soft gentle kisses all over my face and head.

[mxwhore]

mutuals. bring me some icecream

[divinebunni]

men with fat tiddies you can play with and squeeze. send post

[dat2ndaccount97]

I ABSOLUTELY NEED this Barbie shirt from Kohl's (Link). Would Probably pair well with my Heart Sunglasses.

[noodles-and-tea]

:(((

[sweetspicyprincess]

Sorry I didn't mean to space out. I was just thinking of your cock buried inside me. 🤷🏼‍♀️

[imperatoralicia]

I get a lot of entertainment thinking about how containers are used in video games sometimes.

[gongyussy]

MONKEY MAN (2024)

[pangur-and-grim]

I think Pangur likes the new bed

[mel-kusanagi]

they just met btw

[floressaph]

AAAAAAAAA

Friendly reminder to all the writers on here:

You don’t owe anyone good writing.

You don’t owe anyone a complete storyline written in order.

You can jump around. You can abandon projects. You can write really shitty stories! Writing is about telling stories and creating worlds. Not about what makes your followers happy.

I have to remind myself of this a lot, because in most of my stories I’ve gotten stuck and don’t know where to go. But you can jump around. You can skip parts. It doesn’t matter.

Write what makes you happy.

[captainjonnitkessler]

You know I used to think "tumblr's absolute refusal to actually engage with the Trolley Problem in favor of insisting that there must be a third, morally pure option that doesn't require them to make a hard decision and anyone who asks them to make a binary choice is just a short-sighted idiot is really fucking annoying, but I guess it's not actually doing any harm".

Anyway that was before we asked tumblr at large to decide between "guy aiding a genocide but making progress elsewhere" and "guy who would actively and enthusiastically participate in a genocide and would also make everything else much, much worse for everyone elsewhere" and the response was that there must be a third, morally pure option that doesn't require them to make a hard decision and that anyone who asks them to make a binary choice is a short-sighted idiot.

[hereforthetiddies]

me and WHOOOO

“Can mutuals DM you?” Buddy I’d let them cum in my mouth

[lavendervirgos]

A comfy and wholesome relationship 🤝 rough and nasty sex

[heavenbarnes]

thinking about your older bf!simon that cannot cope with being far from you.

when you’re in the shower, he’s sat on the lid of the toilet on his phone (watching those rug cleaning videos) enjoying your faint singing under the stream of water, the smell of your body wash on the cloud of steam- ready to pass you a towel or get your back.

when you’re at your desk, working from home or studying, he’s just on the other side of it reading the paper with one outstretched leg tangled with both of yours. he’s dead quiet when you’re on a call, just happy to be around.

when you’re doing laundry, collecting the clothes in the hamper and crouching to stuff them into the washer- turning around and accidentally colliding with a thick wall of muscle.

“sorry, love”

he steps aside but you can hear his soft footfalls as he continues to follow you throughout your home.

when you’re both watching something on the couch, what starts as his pinky locked with yours turns into his arm around your waist. that turns into your head on his chest, which culminates with you falling asleep in his lap with his cheek on your head and soft snores emanating from his lips.

when you grocery shop, you push the trolley but his chest is to your back, arms either side of you and hands clasped over yours on the handle. you can thank his military training for his uncanny ability to tell exactly when you’ll stop walking.

when he wakes up in the middle of the night, on a rare occasion when you’ve managed to slip out of bed without him realising, he’s immediately in a panic calling your name.

“in here, my love”

as soon as his heart settles, he realises the bathroom light was probably a dead giveaway. you’re taking a wee, you’ll be back in a minute.

that doesn’t stop a sleepy simon from leaning in the doorframe, shielding his eyes from the big light as he waits for you to finish up.

even on the short walk back to bed, you can feel fingers twisted in the back of your shirt- almost like you’re leading the way.

minute you’re both on the mattress, you’re being wrapped up in his arms, slotting you perfectly into the curve of his front- almost like you’re made for him.

(and you are)