#HEHE THEM

[spase2axolotl]

MT: You could have said ''booty''

Purple: I dont like that word

-NEXT-

[peanut-butter-fox]

*Sits down,* You already know what I'm going to ask

(If you want to ofc)

Vizzy 👉👈

one sapphic strawberry lemonade coming right up

[gelarshiesprofruitboarder]

dw its vegan

[jevdev-art]

Nyarly having nails that can regenerate at will would be really silly and useful hehe 💅

[heymeowmao]

异人之下 | I Am Nobody E9 ° Don't let me run into you at the tournament. If that happens, don't blame me for being too hard on you.

[gemkun]

@amourem ↬ continuation.

      ⸻       when   it   came   to   ruffling   the   fur   of   a   certain   fox   ,   there   was   one   hunting   dog   that   seemed   to   have   a   great   affinity   for   it.   namely   ,   tecchou   suehiro.   without   even   trying   ,   in   fact   ,   like   now   ,   when   the   two   were   merely   sat   in   some   establishment   ,   revered   with   its   glowing   recommendation   from   swarms   of   reviews   —   at   least   ,   that   was   what   the   vulpine   opposite   him   had   said.

  yet   ,   all   his   company   for   their   rare   spell   of   spare   time   ,   ends   up   lamenting   :   ❝   you   dragged   me   away   from   my   unfinished   workout   session.   this   will   set   my   progress   behind   by   3   weeks.   ❞

  to   make   matters   worse   ,   he   attends   to   the   buffet   spread   by   stabbing   at   the   poultry   dished   out   before   him.   one   jab   ,   then   two.   prodding   with   an   (   obviously   )   absent   intent   of   indulging   in   the   cut   of   meat.   soon   ,   he   becomes   engrossed   in   the   multiplying   pattern   of   miniature   circles   ,   darkening   against   perfectly   white   flesh.   something   his   partner   continues   to   appraise.

  his   newfound   ,   temporary   reprieve   halts   once   roles   switch   in   due   course.   executed   with   a   landing   blow   coming   across   the   table   from   him.   instead   of   acknowledging   the   blooming   sensation   of   a   phantom   bruise   —   he   watches   as   the   chicken   detaches   from   his   prongs   ,   falling   neatly   to   an   otherwise   spotless   plate.   a   frown   crosses.

  ❝   this   isn't   to   my   liking   ,   but   i   do   not   wish   to   disrespect   the   chef.   ❞   a   hand   dives   to   a   pocket   somewhere   on   his   person   then   ,   before   he   produces   an   ingredient   ,   nursed   in   his   left   palm.   ❝   a   simple   addition   will   make   this   more   palatable.   ❞

  he   is   not   a   complete   barbarian   ,   however   ,   and   with   the   entire   unpeeled   white   onion   in   hand   ,   he   begins   to   shed   the   paired   bulb   —   a   pristine   match   to   his   chicken   breast.

  after   the   first   crunch   ,   he   continues   to   carry   the   vegetable   in   one   hand   whilst   he   finally   dines   on   the   fowl.

  a   satisfied   hum   responds.

[authoruio]

(Co)-connect: suits and dresses

Tags! @starry-night-rose @windbornearchon @nem0-nee @rosietrace @fumikomiyasaki @sakuramidnight15

[osamusbigtits]

atsumu walks around in tight boxer briefs. kiyoomi sits on the couch, watching atsumu walk around their apartment with a purpose.

kiyoomi doesn't care about what atsumu does. he just watches atsumu, taking in the plump curve of atsumu's ass and the bulge in the front.

atsumu pays no attention to kiyoomi.

that is until kiyoomi spreads his legs, every so slightly. just enough to catch atsumu's eyes.

kiyoomi doesn't miss the way atsumu eyes kiyoomi's thighs.

"stop distracting me," atsumu says and walks away.

kiyoomi laughs. "what are you even doing?" he asks.

"tidying."

kiyoomi gets up from the couch and finds atsumu in their office. "tidying? the apartment is clean, love," kiyoomi says softly.

atsumu huffs. "no its not."

kiyoomi grabs atsumu's hips and pulls atsumu to his chest. with a sigh, atsumu leans against kiyoomi. kiyoomi kisses the back of atsumu's neck and atsumu lays his head back on kiyoomi's shoulder.

"what's wrong?" kiyoomi asks. atsumu shakes his head. "stressed?" kiyoomi asks softly, his hands roam, gently rubbing atsumu's tummy and squeezing his hips.

atsumu nods. "this upcoming game is stressing me out because my ankle has been sore." he sighs as kiyoomi's hands roam a little lower. "doesn't help that samu's been stressed with the shop either."

kiyoomi kisses atsumu's neck and then the sensitive spot that makes atsumu shudder.

"cleaning the already clean apartment won't help with that stress," kiyoomi says, smiling when atsumu groans in annoyance. "come sit with me on the couch. we should relax for that big game. and osamu has been able to handle his restaurant all this time. I'm sure he'll figure it out."

atsumu nods. he lets kiyoomi pull him to the living room. they curl up together on the couch. kiyoomi's hands continue to roam atsumu's body, feeling the muscles of atsumu's thighs and the soft pudge of his stomach.

slowly, the tension slips from atsumu. he grabs kiyoomi's face, not roughly but needily, and pulls kiyoomi into a kiss.

kiyoomi's hand slips into atsumu's boxers.

atsumu breathes out harshly as soon kiyoomi makes contact with his cock.

"already hard?" kiyoomi whispers, lips brushing against atsumu's earlobe. he nibbles the soft skin there and atsumu gasps.

"your hands," atsumu breathes out, "they're distracting."

kiyoomi laughs, a soft exhale. "so you've said."

his hand wraps around atsumu's cock, starting with slow and careful pumps.

atsumu melts into kiyoomi, back pressed against kiyoomi's chest. soft and pliant. atsumu's quiet moans fill the air.

kiyoomi pushes the boxers down, revealing atsumu's pretty cock. he works atsumu a little bit faster. atsumu moans a little lourder, sounding so beautiful right in kiyoomi's ear.

"I got you, baby," kiyoomi says softly once atsumu gets close. atsumu's moans louder, more desperate.

kiyoomi watches atsumu's cock. he takes in every twitch, every drop of precum that leaks, watches the subtle jump in atsumu's hips.

and kiyoomi's favorite part: watching atsumu cum. the way his pretty cock jumps before spurting cum. atsumu moans kiyoomi's name, hands gripping kiyoomi's thighs.

kiyoomi turns to kiss atsumu's cheek.

atsumu breathes out, shaking and panting.

"at least you have something to clean now," kiyoomi says, looking at the mess on atsumu's stomach.

atsumu laughs breathlessly.

[dracomeir]

omg Pico putting Darnell’s hoodie on his dino plushie, and the pyromaniac comes back to find him sleeping soundly.

[momoiro-hime]

putting my ocs in every AU i want part. 34791

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[chunkysoup22]

The princess of love and the queen who feeds on it 💕🕸️

[notherpuppet]

Morning After

Part 1/4

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Previous Chapter: “Let’s Dance”

[unionfatal]

I think it’s crazy how im in love with all of them

[butchtwelfthdoctor]

peter capaldi & ncuti gatwa at the scottish baftas

[panthermouthh]

“Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust?”

[lolbutjustabit]

the maitlands !! ➿🪦