#GIVE ME MORE

[atnightiscream]

i need to watch this show- also, I love this idea O_O

Sometimes Crosshair’s brothers will randomly invade his bunk for the sole purpose of tickle attacking him and they’ll all just hear Crosshair go:

‘Ugh what’re you doing-wait WAIT!’ And then just so much laughing

[princeloww]

i love you (fiction-with-non-sexual-intimacy)

[hayden-christensen]

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN photographed by Norman Wong for Empire Magazine's 25 Years of the Star Wars Prequels (February 2024)

[territorial-utopia]

Oh hey look another wip from like, 2022 that I never shared 8,D So here's the next one in my animation study series where I try to copy a piece of animation I like (but use my own characters as the models instead)

Anyway, they're dumb, they're idiots, they're in love.

[lilybug-02]

wtf was Animator Vs Animation 11 guys. WTF. WTH. WHAT.

WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT.

WHYYYYYYYYY oh my god

[alltheglowingeyess]

tsats sequel and mark said it will be very different.... this could either be very good or very not good for the will solace community 🙏🏽

[akai-anna]

please, tell me i'm not the only one who is obsessed over kaito chilling there and making friends with seagulls

[cherry-pop-elf]

could i ask for headcanons of what petnames / endearments the Weasleys like to be called by their significant other 😄

thank you if you do! and thanks anyways for reading this even if you don't 😊

Oh my god this is so adorable yes yes yes yes yes-! The flip side of what the Weasley call you. Now THEY must be attacked with the affection mwhaahahah!!!!

Nick Names The Weasley Siblings Like To Be called By

William ‘Bill’

His siblings, and the goblins at the bank, get to give him little wolf inspired nick names. Anyone else will be stabbed. But you are the exception to the rule. He won’t lie. He always gets flustered whenever you call him “Mr. Wolf” all teasingly, in a sing song tone. What gets him red in the face is you calling him “Red Riding Hood-“ Tho. As a flip of the script, and also the fact he’s a red head. That’s the only nick name you are blessed with saying. Calling him Red, Big Red Wolf, and other teasing nick names of that nature. Maybe the Weasley twins, on a good day, but you are his little fairy tale.

Charlie

He’s the playboy type, so you calling him Big Boy is a winner. Daddy to. That’s one way to get his engine going real fast. He does have a nick name he likes that you are only allowed to say, and not infront of company. Amber. He likes the nick name amber. A cute play on the fact many dragons of hoards, and a compliment to his ginger hair. Makes him feel like he’s precious. Big guys deserve to feel soft.

Percy

He’s not really one for nicknames. It feels childish to him. He has an image to uphold. He’s always trying to act like he’s the exception and what everyone aspires to be. Doesn’t help Molly fed that idea to him. Still, what gets him to flush will be those cheesey wifey names. Calling him Pumpkin, Honey, Dear, Darling. The classics. Hey, his nose is always in books. He’s got that hopeless romantic in him.

Fred

Freddy, kinda a given. A names branching off that. It’s simple and classic. But everyone does that. Like Charlie, he’s a sucker for the Big Boy comments. His real heart stopper, though, gotta be Boss/Bossman. Bossman in the playful tone, and Boss for the…You know what tone. What can he say? It feels good to be in charge.

George

Similar to Fred. Georgie though gets to him a lot. He loved being called Georgie. Along with very sugary names. Like Pumpkin, Sugar, Cupcake, Sweetie, stuff like that. He’s adorable like that. He loves flirty nick names. He just loves it. Call him Teddy Bear, and he’s puddy in your arms. Since he loves hugs and cuddles.

Ron

Ever since his sixth year at Hogwarts, he’s kinda not the most excited by nicknames. Can you blame him? He LITERALLY got drugged. Bro. There is an exception, though. It sounds egotistical, but it really isn’t. He loves when you call him “My Hero.” He doesn’t really feel appreciated or as loved as the others. He deserves to feel special. He’s not smart like Hermione, special like Harry, and don’t get him started on his siblings. Make him feel special. He deserves it.

Ginny

She has a weird thing about her femmnity. Not because she was raised by brothers. Just that she is excepted to be femmine, and gets called a pick me for not being it. So Nick names are very but it miss. Her siblings get a pass, but still. You gotta find that special one. You took notice how her siblings did dumb names. Like to make fun of the act of Nick names. Such as Gin Gin, Ginger Ale. Stuff like that. So, one day, you called her your “EnerGinny Drink-“ She laughed so hard she fell off her broom. Now you have an inside joke that her nick name is “Energy.” Only the twins figured it out, but are bros and keep hushed. So you two can have your special inside joke.

[mystickingstuff]

I'm more fascinated by whatever the fuck is it that happens when they look at each other than if they actually get to kiss. Like, I'm feeling more like "oh this is private I'm gonna get some water and let you guys have a moment" when they're being just buddies fr than if they ever kissed and this is next level gayness. Fuck. This show must have crack or something, cuz I'm addicted.

[clairedaring]

Ming: I'll take a REALLY good care of him. Also, Ming: *leaves Joe sleeping on the floor*

[flurry-of-beaus-pop-pop]

One of the things I absolutely love about Agatha and Rio's relationship is the nuance that Kathryn and Aubrey are bringing to how they play their interactions...

Rio always looking at Agatha with regret and sadness and longing, knowing that even though she had no choice, that she had a job to do, that job lost her the woman she loves - this is why Rio sees Agatha as a scar, as a reminder of who she is and the things she had to do that she didn't want to do.

Agatha *knowing* in her soul that Rio was just doing a job, *knowing* that she's not actually mad at Rio, but that she just has so much anger and no where to put it - this is why the second Agatha is put into a vulnerable position (i.e. almost losing Teen), she immediately falls back into Rio's arms, because Rio has always been her comfort, has always been her person, and when she really needed it, all of that anger fell away.

Honestly? There's a part of me that thinks Agatha is going on this journey down the witches road in an attempt to get her powers back so that she can get her son back (if that's possible - we still don't really know what happened) and Rio knows this, which is why she reminded Agatha that Teen wasn't her son, because she knows Agatha, and she knows that what's driving Agatha is that anger, so even if it means Rio loses that closeness again, she's going to do it so that Agatha can get what she needs, what she deserves

[kawaiiiuniverssse]

Sometimes a family is two proud dads, their magic skeleton daughter, and their two rambunctious sons. And I think that’s beautiful.

[dailytogachako]

OKAY I'LL TALK ABOU THIS

their hands are holding....

they're look so happy, so calm. Like, if nothing bad had happened 💔💔

[sweetsweetjellybean]

Give Me More | Steve x FemReader

Mr. Harrington's Secretary AU

TW: It's smut. A little licky lick. A little of the old in & out. Lots of cum. Laid-back Reverse Cowgirl. Yee-haw! 18+ NSFW

For @loveshotzz

"John Harrington's office," you speak into the blue-gray phone receiver wedged between your shoulder and ear while shuffling a stack of papers in front of you, ensuring they're neatly aligned before punching a staple through the corner.

"Hi, honey," his deep voice crackles over the line.

"Steve, you know you're not supposed to call me at work," a smile lifts the apples of your cheeks, happy that he insists on breaking the rules.

"I can't help it. I've been thinking about you all day."

"Oh yeah? What have you been thinking?" You spin your chair away from the open door where Mr. Harrington sits behind his desk. 

"I've been thinking about all the things I want to do to you," his voice drops an octave and you can picture his sultry lips forming every word.

"Why don't you tell me?" squeezing your thighs together, you smooth your hands against the rigid corduroy of your skirt. A few words from him, and you're already on edge.

"I'd rather show you. After work, yeah?"

"Yeah," you say, practically melting in your seat.

"I need you to do something for me," the door chime of Family Video sounds in the background, and you can hear a few far-off voices chattering, "Just a minute," he tells you before his voice becomes muffled, "It's your turn, Robin."

"Sorry," his voice comes back clearer.

"It's fine," you say with a little shake of your head, even though he can't see you.

"After we hang up, I want you to go to the bathroom and take off your panties."

Your lungs pull in a sharp breath. "Steve–"

"I'm going to bring you a coffee, and I'm taking them with me."

"Steve–" 

"I'll be there in fifteen minutes," with that, the line goes dead. 

As usual, he got his way, charming his way into the office, pulling you out into the hall. Holding out his hand, expecting his prize. Never bet against Steve Harrington. With a kiss and smile and a hand up your skirt, he leaves you wet and wanting with a promise of tonight.

He had you naked and on your hands and knees, eating you from behind before he even said hello.  Mumbling how he was hard all day with your panties in his pocket. Broad wet tongue sliding up and down your center, humming like you're his favorite flavor, swirling around the tight pucker of your ass before thrusting into your pussy. You were still pulsing from your first orgasm when he muttered, "I need you," and the pressure of his cock was at your entrance pushing inside. 

Lifting your ass slowly, you grip the pale skin of his hairy thighs and bring your hips down hard, taking your time grinding your clit, running your hand over his full sac, earning a deep low groan. You've been working him like this since you started. Riding him in reverse cowgirl, teasing him, moving torturously slow on the up strokes.

He can't take his eyes off the view of your swollen folds wrapped around his cock. Sucking him in as he disappears inside you. He's already cum once but stayed hard, even more turned on feeling his cum inside you. It mixes with your slick, rings of it drip down his dick, making a mess. He grips your cheeks and lets go watching them bounce. Gives them a spank before stretching them apart, giving himself a better look at your creamy cunt, but his patience is starting to slip. You're his, and he's going to fuck you like he owns you. 

"Lie back, baby," his hands grip your waist, pulling you against him until your head rests on his shoulder. The soft skin of your back rubs against the bristly hairs of his chest, legs spread open on either side of his hips. The mattress squeaks as he brings his knees up, feet flat on the bed, fucking up into you from below. He thrusts hard but keeps a steady pace, that thick length dragging against your velvety front wall.

"Fuck, Steve," you whine, your hand moving to your clit, rubbing slow circles. 

"You look so pretty like this," his fingertips scrape your skin, running over the jut of your hips, the dip of your flat stomach.

He nudges your temple with his nose until you turn your head, stretching for a kiss, sloppy, wet, all tongue. Your bouncing tits draw his attention, "Look at these," his big hands engulf your breasts, kneading upward until he's rolling your hard nipples. 

A loud moan rips from your throat. 

"I know it feels good, doesn't it?" His lips are brushing the shell of your ear, "You like it when I stuff your pussy full of my cum?"

"Uh-huh," you whine, nodding in agreement. 

"I know you do, baby," his hand slides up your chest to wrap around your neck, "Jesus, I can feel you soaking my balls."

"Give me more, Steve. I need it."

"Keep rubbing your clit," he grabs you under your thigh, lifting you slightly, giving himself room to piston his hips, driving his cock deep, punishing your g-spot. 

"I want you to cum. Wanna feel your tight little cunt milking me dry."

Slick with sweat, and you start to slide. He holds you steady, gripping you tighter, never slowing his frantic pace. The sound of slapping skin, moans, and grunts of his exertion fills the room. 

"I'm close," you cry, "Don't stop," your free hand clutching his arm. The feeling builds slower with more intensity than the first – winding you tighter, ecstasy completely taking over.

"Are you ready for me, baby? Gonna take all I give you?" His nails dig into the curve of your hip somehow quickening his pace, "I'm gonna make you so full, you're gonna feel me all night," his cock starts to swell hitting that spot that has the coil inside you snapping. Your pussy clenches him hard, your body trembling around him. With a deep moan, you feel his warmth spurting inside you. He slows to a stop and rearranges his arms to hold you, pressing small kisses to your temple. 

"Honey, I think you were made for me."

@superblysubpar @boomhauer

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[browniesarethebest]

Me when Dick calls Bruce "Dad" in a fic:

[quarter-lif3crisis]

Like Minds | 2006