#CRANK MY BELOVED

[zefirart]

Fell Céline and Alfred

[mybeauregards]

I love them so much it makes me sick

[johnslittlespoon]

plsssss can we talk about bucky getting his revenge and edging gale

gale edging john post | yes we cannnnn !! eta: ykw. i need to just turn this into a proper oneshot since this ended up being over 1k words. new wip created </3

john may be a man of little self control, but after that incident, he decides he can be at least a tiny bit patient so he can catch gale off guard with it when he gets his revenge. because the next few times they're fooling around, gale's expecting a retaliation, john can see it in the way he tenses up and glances at his face before he comes like he's waiting for it, but john never follows through with it. he wants gale to let his guard down, and that he does.

so a week or so later when john's kissing him and feeling him up and asks ever so sweetly if he can tie gale's wrists behind his back, gale doesn't think anything of it. john likes to take control occasionally and gale sometimes likes the feeling of not having to worry about making decisions, getting to let john call the shots, and john always puts extra time and effort into the way he touches gale when he's restrained because he likes to watch his darling blondie squirm.

john has him sit in his lap facing him, letting gale lean against his shoulder to take the pressure off his legs while john works him open on his fingers, already riled up from the pretty gasps gale's making against his neck but reigning himself in because he's gonna need to have some self control for once.

he sweet–talks gale through it, telling him how good he sounds, how well he's doing as he sinks down on his cock, guiding him with hands on his hips so he doesn't unbalance himself without the use of his own hands where they're tied behind his back with a belt. he stays still at first, letting gale ride him slowly, keeping his hands loosely on his waist while praising him and talking him into that foggy needy headspace until gale's thighs are trembling and john takes pity on him (and frankly is so hard he doesn't have the patience to keep his own hips still anymore).

so he runs his hands down from gale's waist to his ass to hold him in place while he rolls his hips up into him, watching the way gale's eyebrows pinch and his pretty lips fall open in a silent oh as john angles himself in a way gale couldn't with his own movements. lets his mouth run as he slowly picks up his pace, all the coos of "so pretty", "you're taking me so well", "you feel so fucking good", loving how reactive gale is to every word and every thrust.

he moves his hands to gale's hips to get a better grip, can tell gale's getting close because he gets noisier, losing his filter and letting out breathy little "fuck"s and "john"s, head rolling back on his shoulders to bare his neck, rocking his hips down to meet john every time he fucks up into him. and then just as he gets the warning of "close", he pulls gale down by his hips to bury himself deep in him and stops moving completely.

the whine of desperation that tears out of gale's throat when he lifts his head has john knocking his skull back against the wall, cock twitching hard enough inside gale that he's sure the blond can feel it. he watches gale's biceps flex when he instinctively tries to get his hands free, feels his hips try to squirm out of his hands to keep moving, but he keeps him pinned firmly down, dizzy at the way he clenches down around him.

a plaintive "john" pulls a groan from him, but he composes himself, lifts his gaze back up to gale's face and lets the corners of his lips quirk up, purrs out a "yeah, sweetheart? something wrong?"

laughs at the way gale cusses him out, a rare sight of his little spitfire with a mouth on him, though the effect is a lot closer to being hissed at by a kitty than actually being convinced to move. john lets him run his mouth, murmurs a "cute" once gale's done, and then promptly hammers his hips up into him just once, swearing under his breath at the way it punches an open–mouthed moan from gale. rocks his hips up into him a few times before going back to a quick and rough pace, the sound of skin on skin getting both of them flushed.

it only takes a minute before gale's hips are twitching into his hands and whispered pleas are falling from his mouth and john thinks he's never had to use as much self restraint in his life as he does when he forces himself to stop moving again, once again yanking gale down against him, holding him still in his lap.

gale really fights it this time, enough so that it's a merciful distraction for john from how close he himself is (trust his idea to backfire as he ends up edging himself along with gale, he thinks) when he has to use proper strength to keep him in place. any blood that might've still been lurking around his brain rushes south the moment he sees gale's eyes getting shiny with frustration, cheeks all pink and lips red and flushed from biting down on them.

"not so fun, is it?" john taunts, but his voice comes out a bit more raspy than he would've liked, evident how much the stop and start is getting to him too. it's probably karma, because he knows he's being more mean than gale was to him, but he can't help it; those blue eyes look so pretty when tears are threatening to spill over when he's desperate and needy like this.

gale wriggles in his lap the best he can, still furiously chasing his orgasm, head finally falling back in frustration before he lifts it again, looking john in the eyes, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth and letting it go. he whines quietly and whimpers out the sweetest "please, johnny," almost crying in his impatience, and fuck.

john doesn't mean for his hips to twitch up at that, but they do, hard. gale sobs out a broken sound at the way john's cock hits just where he needs it to in his accidental movement, and gale spills over his stomach completely untouched, just like that. john swears and drives his hips up into him in an attempt to quickly amend his slip up, moaning loud at the wrecked noises that immediately start bubbling up out of gale as he fucks him through his orgasm.

he tips over the edge himself from the desperate sounds the blond starts to make as he crosses the line into overstimulation, feeling gale's hips jerk frantically in his hands, fighting to get away from the incessant rhythm of his cock inside him as john shudders through his own orgasm, fingers digging into gale's sides.

he slows down to a gentle grind of his hips when gale collapses against his chest, face pressed to his neck, shivering at the slow drag inside him and whining pitifully when john eventually pulls out, settling him down on his thighs while he reaches around to undo the belt and free his hands. his heart bursts at the way gale instantly wraps his arms around him, clinging to him as they both catch their breath, john petting his hair and showering him with praise.

he eventually huffs out a laugh, murmuring a "sorry buck. payback's a bitch, but that was an accident, i swear." gale groans against him in complaint, lightly nipping at his shoulder in retaliation, too tired to fight back, but john's sure he'll pay for it eventually.

it's confirmed with the "better watch your back, darling" that he gets when they're both pulling their clothes back on, but to john, that sounds less like a threat and more like a good time, and he shoots gale a crooked grin to let him know as much.

[kingsmoot]

this like. really really really hits a nerve for me in an acutely painful way but. the way alicent has always been openly resentful and dismissive of aegon since he was a preteen, and has physically beaten him and been overtly emotionally incestuous and crossed significant physical boundaries with him and. aemond was always her little baby who she wanted to coddle and protect but she never. actually did anything to protect him from aegon. just like she never actually did anything to protect helaena from him, and actually championed their betrothal even when rhaenyra presented a politically desireable alternative. and now that aemond is an adult and a kinslayer she will plainly and unabashedly call him a monster to anyone that will listen. but she won't. ever admit how she failed him. just like she will tell aegon nothing is expected of him and he should sit contentedly as a figurehead while the adults make decisions. because she has never actually permitted him to make any of his own decisions. because decisions have consequences. and up until brother barbeque, anything aegon did was something alicent would clean up.

[werewolf-transgenderism]

transgenderizes your pirates

[biruesque]

some comfort utenanthys between work

[renardsruses]

Country boy I love youuuuuu

[kasuyoko]

my three girlfriends

and yes, they smoke weed.

[mercyedes]

hambone & brady behind the scenes 🤍 -> from ben radcliffe's insta!

[tiger-in-the-flightdeck]

Just finished Secrets In The Dark, and while it strengthened my RiddleBat ship, it really ramped up RiddleCroc.

Before, I just had this 'Waylon definitely looks after Eddie in Arkham.' thing bouncing around in my head. I mean, a genius hyperactive redhead with an addictive personality? Waylon would definitely see that and go 'Someone's gotta take care of this feral twink.'

So now I've got the idea bouncing around my head of Waylon and Bruce sharing Eddie.

[moonysgoldenstar]

trapdoor by twenty one pilots is so newt coded i wanna kms

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Can I draw something with Abel? If I can, do you have any reference pics or anything? Thanks

Of course you can, I adore when people draw the blorbos!! He’s my favorite Dad Blorbo ☺️❤️❤️❤️ I have a post where I put a lot of art people had done for him together here.

His appearance varies depending on his age, but yeah. I hope you have fun with him! He’s a little prickly but he tries to be nice. Most of the time.

[mehoymalloy]

9 planned chapters (it could still grow while writing lol) and I have a full "part 1" arc of the Judicator AU, folks!

[barbreypilled]

Jane Eyre 1997 is actually an absurdist workplace comedy of which the director was completely self aware

[jellazticious]

Prime ocs time is the time where you learn how to speed draw so you can include most of them in one day

[renardsruses]

A woowoo for your Wednesday