#HE’S SO SWEET

[horrorofmyown]

Guys

Spencer has no right to be in the FBI

Like if I was a criminal I’d be like

I would be cooked, I would admit everything

“Yes baby I did it, whatcha gon do now?”

Or or I’d be innocent and be like I didn’t do it but I could do you

Shushshsbdbshsyagaha s

[ornitharts]

crying about Jawbone and Adaine’s conversation. He seems so upset that she felt like she couldn’t come to him with her problems.

[gatorgrumbles]

Trunks in 3 versions cause I couldn’t decide anything if my life hinged on it

[katnissmellarkkk]

Peeta : a sweet, genuine teenager who is crying on the ride away from the only home he’s ever known because he believes he’ll never return again and his mother all but validated his lack of self-worth in their probable last moments together.

Katniss : so what’s his angle? how does he plan to use this against me in the arena?

[crusheswhimsandfancies]

David on BBC breakfast today, 15.3.24

[rorynni]

i love that kusumi is always comforting others and taking care of people

[mdawgswizzleinthehizzle]

just joel writing “love joel” instead of “from joel” on ellie’s birthday tape

bonus: joel’s silly little drawing of ellie

he even included the side bangs oml

[keiti-tenshi00]

look at my sweet baby🥺 <33 so eepy..so cute, so baby <3

[sturnioloho]

i just love u so much

[killxio]

bluecollar!reiner headcannons

word count: 725 [ 2 min 40 sec read] | ✪ content warnings: smut, kitchen sex, blue collar men :/ but a good one, p in v sex in general, fingering.. uhhh

bluecollar!reiner x black!reader / constructionworker!reiner x black!reader

✭ you and your blonde-headed personal bob the builder

bluecollar!reiner who does construction and pools.

bluecollar!reiner who sleeps like a LOG. like, has rolled over ontop of you on multiple instances and it’s taken having to literally slap him to wake him up.

bluecollar!reiner who absolutely throws down at cookouts and get togethers, you and your friends and family are just so good in the kitchen and babyboy needs to EAT.

bluecollar!reiner who works so hard because his favorite view of you is on a beach, or poolside at a fancy resort taking his cock in a risky, barely covered blind spot.

bluecollar!reiner who, 8/10 times cannot sleep without your manicured fingers scrubbing at his scalp or smooth palms scanning over his body and rubbing soothing circles.

bluecollar!reiner who sometimes brings you small bouquets if the landscape of the construction site he’s on has some pretty ones for the taking.

bluecollar!reiner who saved the petals from those flowers and proposed to you surrounded by them.

bluecollar!reiner who walks so hard for literally no reason. :/ like, he comes home late after pushing through the end of his customers pool build and i stg you think the rapture is occurring. it took you a few months of dating to get used to the fe-fi-fo-fum ass walking he does but even sometimes he still manages to wake you up.

reiner finally emerges in the bedroom after putting away his lunch box and heavy work boots to see his poor poor fiancé glaring at him from underneath a pillow.

“i woke ya’ didn’t i?”

“yes mister braun. you did.😐”

bluecollar!reiner who does that thing in the gym where he uses you as a weight for his pull ups sometimes. your lock screen is a photo of you smiling as reiner is doing a pull-up and you can see his abs on full display overhead.

bluecollar!reiner who looks forward to the massages you give him every night, working out the knots in his shoulder blades, soothing the aches in his biceps..

bluecollar!reiner who thanks you for the massages by doing you one better:

the plat plat plat of his dick sliding in and out of you resonates through the room, and your back is arching off the wall. reiner was supposed to be carrying you back to bed after a show and a massage on the couch, but here you are only halfway down the hall and coating his dick in cream.

“please please kiss me” you plead, feeling the knot in your stomach tighten and swell.

he huffs a little and between your deep kisses you can feel the stubble of his beard.

“reiiiii ‘m gonna cummmm” you whine, looking at him with that hazy glint in your eyes as you release on him.

“good girl, so so good for me doll.”

bluecollar!reiner who’s socials are empty besides a few photos of you or you and him and MAYBE a selfie.

bluecollar!reiner who you send video rants to throughout the day to keep him company while he works. he responds with videos of his own if he can.

you open the video reiner sent twenty minutes ago.

he’s propped his phone up on the back of his truck, his work shirt is absolutely covered in wet cement so as he’s responding to whatever you said in your previous video, he’s taking off his shirt and putting on a new one.

“.. oh yeah and lunch was amazing. not burnt or overcooked. thank you princess.”

his video ends after a quick wink and pop of his gum. meanwhile, you’re thinking about the way reiner was far from concerned about his lunch while you were trying to make it. he had you bent over the counter, knuckle deep in your cunt and tongue circling your clit. reiner wasn’t focused on anything besides the way your wetness was dripping down his arm, but you’re busy struggling to keep tell him about the food on the stove.

“r-rei baby.. i have- fuck.. i have your lunch for t-tomorrow- ah.. on the stoveee.”

“uh-huh.. god this pussy is so fucking delicious.” he says, only coming up for air for a brief second and continuing to ravage you.

bluecollar!reiner who has a photo of you on the dashboard of his work truck.

bluecollar!reiner who loves letting you ride him slow while he talks over the plans and spreadsheets for the next big project he has.

bluecollar!reiner who loves you to the moon and back and will build anything for you.

[snazzynacho]

You guys better start writing fanfics for AJ from Sweetpea…please

[bloodlust-1]

You know the popular head canon that Astarion has sensitive ears and loves to have them touched?

I want you to softly glide your finger tip along the tips of your ears and down to your lobe.

Slowly.

Do you get it now?

……..

AHHH, I totally understand it now.

[popamolly]

I LOVE UR WRITING ITS SO AMAZING AND JUST DIEIHRJURJRH. MAY I REQUEST ANGEL DUST SMUT PLEASE PLEASEEE

៸៸ ﹟MY SLUTTY BOY!

pairing. angel dust x gn!reader

warnings. established relationship, kinda kinky, dirty talk, rough sex but passionate sex (because that is what our baby deserves), we give Angel a blowjob, Angel’s real name is said, you’re a soft dom, Angel is a brat, oneshot, porn with kinda a plot idk, smut, is implied that Angel is “riding” you, 18+ minors dni

author’s note. AHHHHH THANK YOU LOVE!! I APPRECIATE IT! i hope you enjoy this <3

𖤐 MASTERLIST

When you and Angel got together it was quite a shock to your friends. Not a bad shock, but just a shock of how did you two even end up together? You both were polar opposites. With your quiet nature and Angel’s outgoing personality no one even saw it coming. It was a natural attraction to one another, a slow burn that was well rewarded with time. You treated Angel with so much care and love that it was a bit toxic in the beginning because he didn’t know how to handle such kindness since it was foreign to him. Though with a bit of patience and positive affirmations, you soon had the spider demon wrapped around your finger.

Angel was head over heels for you and you couldn’t help but feel the same way. You loved him dearly— so much so that you quite literally couldn’t live your afterlife without him. Your boyfriend made this hellhold better and whenever you were with him, it was as if you entered heaven yourself.

The only fault in your relationship would be your sex life. It was great, of course, but there was still some trauma you needed to help Angel heal from whether if he wanted to admit it or not. You saw it in the way him breath would quicken, how he squeezed his eyes shut, or his hands would get shaky— the list went on. Everytime you brought it up he would shut you down quickly, putting on that fake persona that he acted like you couldn’t see right through.

Everytime you two had sex, you made sure to build that trust all over again, to make him feel safe while submitting to your lead. The only problem with Angel was that he was so stubborn and wouldn’t use the safe word even if he was clearly not enjoying the sex. You had to take it upon yourself to watch for signs, any little sign that he was uncomfortable— and tonight was just another example of that.

“What are ya waiting for, sugar? I thought you promised me a good time?” Angel teased, as if he wasn’t currently be fucked into the mattress just to edge you in even more.

You chuckled darkly, hands tight around his neck as you forced his head back down into the pillow so his ass would stick up more in the air. Your pace was ruthless as you pounded him with reckless abandon,“Don’t. Be. A brat.” You enunciated each word with a harsh thrust, earning a loud moan from your boyfriend beneath you, his back arching impossibly more, the sounds of his broken moans muffled by one of his bed pillows he bit down on, “I can’t hear you over the sound of your tight hole sucking me in like that Angel, you need to speak up baby….baby?”

You stilled your hips, the pads of your thumbs gently rubbing circles onto the side of his hips as you grew concerned at the sound of his whimpers. And it wasn’t the good whimpers, you knew him long enough to differentiate the two.

“Why’d ya stop?!” He whined, face still buried in his pillow since he was unable to meet your gaze. It was dumb of him to even try to act like he was fine when he clearly wasn’t and you could tell, “(Y/N), just fuck me already!”

“Anthony,” You tilt your head expectantly, “Not until you look at me.”

With a deep sigh, Angel turns around to face you and your heart nearly tugged at the sight of his tears stained cheeks. He looked down, unable to meet your gaze because of embarrassment and just overall shame. He knew that you knew his past and he was a fool to think he would magically heal over night due to finally having a healthy, consenting, relationship. No words needed to be exchanged and all you could do was be there for him for whatever he needed as you watched him curl into himself.

“Do you want to stop?” You asked finally after a few silent moments, hesitant on reaching out to touch him.

Angel shook his head.

“Use your words, sweetheart.”

“N-No.” Angel grabbed ahold of your hand, pulling you back closer to him with a small frown, “I’m sorry, Let’s—” You cut him off with a loving kiss, your hands coming up to cup his cheeks gently with a warm smile.

“Don’t ever apologize,” You lean over him, pushing his body back into the bed gently as you kissed him with passion, with love. It was a slow, sensual kiss that had the both of you burning hot with desire yet again, “Now, just tell me what you want me to do.”

Angel gulped, fully relaxing into your embrace now that he could see your face, and see the sincerity in your eyes as well as your words. It wasn’t like him to be speechless but you brought out a different side to him. It was a good change of pace and he couldn’t help but thank you for it.

You let your hands explore his body, toying with the fluff around his chest before moving down his body until you are faced to face with his hardening cock. Spreading his legs, you nuzzle your cheek into the soft flesh of his thigh, never breaking eye contact with Angel, “You want me here?” Angel could only nod helplessly which has you practically growling in response. You bit down on his thigh a bit harshly, causing him to yelp and bring his hands to your head instinctively, “Don’t have me tell you to use your words again.”

“Yes, baby..” Angel shudders at the feelings of you gliding your warm tongue along his inner thigh to now soothe the pain your had caused, “Fuck yes, please.,”

You wanted to hear him beg some more until he was practically shaking in anticipation but you weren’t going to be cruel to him just yet. For now you wanted to please him, to have him shaking beneath you in such mind bobbling pleasure that he forgets his worries even if it’s just for a moment.

“Fuck,” He mutters quietly, his legs shaking as you glided your warm tongue along the underside of his cock.

Angel tasted sweet with a bit of saltiness lingering on your tongue that was addicting. You haven’t even started yet and yet you wanted nothing more than to touch yourself because God, he was so hot. Everything about him was perfect and you only wished he could see himself through your eyes. You were too spurred on in the moment to give a damn about yourself. All you wanted was to give him the best head he’d ever experienced in his life— and afterlife.

His dick was slightly curved and thick enough to the point where you were sure you’d choke around it. You took him into your hand, pumping him slowly as you spit down onto the tip so the salvia could coat his cock and your fingers.

“Can I put it in my mouth?” You asked softly, your hand moving at a steady pace around his shaft made him whimper in want.

“Yes, fuck, yes.” Angel’s fingers tangle in your hair, low groan leaving his lips as you wrap your mouth around his sensitive swollen tip, “Oh fuck, baby.”

You tasted his precum on your tongue, making you moan softly as you hollowed your cheeks to give his tip favoring attention. The sensation made Angel buck his hips up suddenly, making you place your hands on his hips to pin him to the bed, moving your mouth further down so you could take all of him into your mouth without him trying to run from the pleasure.

Just the sight of you deep throating his cock had Angel in a complete state of euphoria. The feeling of your warm mouth around and the way your throat constricted had his toes curling in ecstasy, “(Y/N)—!”

You glanced up at him innocently, batting your eyelashes as if your mouth wasn’t being stuffed full from his cock. The way Angel moved his fallen white hair away from his face made him all the more cuter. His cerise pink eyes never broke away from your sinful gaze, not caring about how loud he was being and if the whole hotel could hear. He wanted them to hear how good you were making him feel.

Salvia dripped out of the corners of your mouth and down your chin, making you look like a sloppy mess as you continued to suck his dick. Angel was holding himself back, afraid that he would make a wrong move or hurt you if he took control. You sensed his hesitation, coming up for air to give him a lustful smile,

“Use my mouth, pretty boy. I won’t break.”

Angel released a cracked groan, gripping the back of your head with more force so he could thrust up into your mouth. You gagged around his length when his tip hit the back of your throat,

“Fuck, ya’ look so gorgeous with my cock down your throat (Y/N),” Angel praises you, “Just like that, fuck!”

You moaned at the praise, sending pleasant vibrations up his body that sent him spiraling toward his release. His grip on the base of your neck only tightening as he began to thrust into your mouth at a pace you could hardly keep up with. Your name and a few more dirty phrases fell from his mouth like a soft prayer as he panted, tossing his head back at the overwhelming pleasure.

“Ya’ going take my cum? Yeah, i bet you are, and i bet you’re going to swallow every last drop, isn’t that right sugar?” You felt your stomach turn with butterflies at Angel’s new found confidence, your jaw going slack as he thrusted into you with such force before his sweet release washed over him. White string of ropes shot out of his tip and down your throat, making you gulp loudly as you gladly swallow everything he was giving you, “Fuck yes, baby!”

You let Angel slowly thrust in and out of your mouth to ride out his high. Ignoring the dull ache in your jaw, you pulled way from his cock with a smile just as Angel forced you up back onto the bed not giving you a second to collect yourself before he aligned you with his entrance, sinking down ever so slowly that you swore you were already seeing stars.

Your grip tightened around his waist, fingertips digging into his side as he wasted no time to start riding you, “You..fuck, can’t get enough can you?”

“Mm, baby, you know I’m just getting started.” Angel smiled down at you, making you look up at him as if he was some deity— and you wanted nothing more to lay at his feet and give him the world. Your boyfriend gasps as you sat up suddenly, hands intertwining in the strands of his hair before you grab a fistful, forcibly tugging his head back so you could attack his neck with love bites, only being turned on more with the moans that left his mouth.

He continued to work his hips against you, bouncing up and down with expertise. There was a lewd squelch sound coming from where you both were connected, making it slick as you moved your hips back against him, “That’s my pretty boy, taking me so good.” Angel had his fun and now it was your turn to take over, “Good fucking boy.”

You took control of his movements, easily overpowering him as you plant your feet flat on the bed so you could jack hammer up into Angel.

“(Y/N)! Oh, yes—! Right there baby!” Your hands found its way to his throat, your fingers squeezing slightly to the point where he parted his lips with a blissful smile, his own eyes rolling into the back of his head as he let his tongue hang out, “Don’t stop!”

“Oh I won’t,” You promised, your hand coming down to smack his ass harshly, enjoying the fact that it jiggled upon contact, “Not until you cum for me again, my slutty boy.”

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[mammoniewins]

when solomon messages me and i imagine he’s my boyfriend

[yeahimcal]

Jason Todd who is a big strong guy but absolutely melts when you press your lips against any part of his body.

A playful kiss to the back of his hand? He’s giving you the biggest heart eyes in the world. A gentle kiss to his forehead when you’re snuggled up in his bed to hide from the Gotham winter? He’s making a noise that might actually be a purr and he’s pulling you as close as possible. His cheek? He’s melting into you and nuzzling against your cheek.

If you kiss his scars be prepared for him to be the most pliant hunk of man in the world. He’s just staring at you with so much genuine adoration and love in his eyes that he’s choking on his words and he can’t stop smiling. He’s returning the favor as soon as possible, of course, kissing you silly before worshiping all your insecurities and telling you how much he loves you…

[heavnlyhetfield]

thinking about james taking care of you. you wake up with a headache? he’s there with water, aspirin, and an eye mask so the light doesn’t bother you. he rubs your back until you fall asleep or keeps his hand on your forehead.

you’ve had a shit day at work and need to vent about it? he’s there with tissues, your comfort food, even a blanket on the couch so you can lay in his arms and get your frustrations out.

you get bad period cramps? james goes out and buys you whatever you need. pads, tampons, chocolate, midol- anything and everything to make you comfortable. he fills a hot water bottle up and curls himself around you, holding it to your abdomen. he talks about his day, or tells you stories about touring different states and countries.

if you’re sick he has his own personal artillery of medical supplies (partly because getting sick on tour sucks, and partly because he hates seeing you miserable.) he holds you in his lap and plays whatever movie you want, lets you sleep as long as you want, and is never far from you if you feel like you might throw up.

i’m a little in love with him, basically