#I LOVE MEN

[hattyhimself]

@chocolateprawn lowkey inspired me with their crackship post so

here’s don and macho being besties / boyfriends idk it’s up to interpretation (i headcannon macho as being mexican for a totally normal reason that is definitely not projection)

also sorry that the drawings r kinda messy lol i cannot draw don for the life of me

[jellyfishhutcherson]

#NEEDTHAT

[fixing-bad-posts]

how life feels when i realise men can be beautiful & kind

[everythingdilfs]

need to be a controversially young girlfriend

[littlemsdelulu]

me when i find a new celebrity crush to overly obsess about

[brokenpuppyy]

i have a problem

i have always defined myself as a feminist even though i was always aware that i was living my life for male approvation.

long ago i discovered my kink for misogyny, patriarchy and that the only thing that turns me on is being humiliated, abused and being a gender traitor

recently i have been watching a lot of misogynystic stuff here and it has definitely reached my brain.

everytime i see a woman, i picture her naked and abused and i have the urge to call her a stupid slut hungry for cock and i can view her only as a sex object pretending to be something else

i have become what i have always hated

but maybe It was meant this way? i can be happy now?

[thedogeveryonehates]

🐻💕

[amymbona]

Challengers is all about admiring and studying male bodies. Perfect for poor little virgins (myself) to discover all the muscles and tendons and bones and whatever is seen. The way their muscles contract and flex and pull. The sounds they make while hitting the ball, the little twitches of Art's brows and Patrick's little smirks. This movie has it all. Every single movement, touch, sound (aside from a much needed blow job scene). It's my personal study, something I wanna write a thesis on because I am just so enamored by the male body, like the two are constantly on my mind.

[rejectingfeminism]

i wasted my time in school. School and the workplace are both spaces for Men, not females. The only thing we should be taught is cooking and cleaning, and once we turn 18 we should immediately be taught how to serve Men. Society was literally shaped around the Patriarchy, and it's so sad to see people trying to reject that. The Patriarchy is what saved me from being a miserable feminist.

[shorthairchris]

Ok so we all saw this video and people were talking about his smile (which is adorable)

But I didn’t see anyone talking about his HANDSSSSSS HELLO????

They’re so big and his fingers are so long I verbally moaned when I saw that

Like think of all the things he can do with those hands damn… probably help out around the house, maybe make you dinner, choke you, pull your hair, slap your ass, finger you, hold you down on all fours while he’s hitting it from the back……

I need jesus

[jellyfishhutcherson]

i have something very innapropriate to say

[fixing-bad-posts]

Men are sick 👍😎. I was watching a video about them and 💕💕💕 overall men are ✨so✨ good 😊😊😊😍😍😍 bro ❣️. Just goes to show you how men are men 👯‍♂️.

[zerodaytesttape]

andre kriegman the ultimate crasher outer

[x-gothicmess-x]

I can't I need this milkman so bad what the flip !!! I'm a sucker for a pretty man w/ tired eyes you CAN'T do this to me !! anyway, might post my Francis doodles later + some of my TNMN sona stuff because she's such a gal, and THEN maybe post the self ship nonsense I have in my wild lil head also shout out to his bloody doppel it makes me feel things

[justgrey]

I have something worse up my sleeve on Vander that idk if im gonna post that includes the shimmered up version of him we see for 10 seconds before he dies and some bussy gobbling if yk what i mean 😈🥱🔥

Vander x Reader - General Relationship HC's

Warnings: Swearing cuz we fukin' balling

Beefy

b e e f y

He gives really great hugs, obviously. He's got so much meat on him that he feels like a really large pillow, and I'm here for it. And if you're reading this, I guess you're for it too 🤷‍♂️

Crazy protective, too. Man doesn't love easily after what happened with Silco, but when he does, mwah, you are not leaving his sight for longer than an hour before someone on his side is just "keeping an eye on you"

Vander loves jokes. Especially dad jokes. Because he's a dad. Please joke with him. Please, his kids always respond with "ughghh" and all he wants is an adoring audience. Please be that for him.

"What's the time?"

"It's... time to get a watch!" *big goofy grin*

"Hah- hahahahhahahahhaahhaahhaha please, Vander."

"Right, sorry. It's a quarter past seven, love."

👉👈

Anyway, Vander loves nicknames. Like, a lot a lot. He loves nicknames. What one's? Great question. Take a guess. He loves playing games with you and this is one of those games

Guess.

If you said anything along the lines of sweetheart, love, sweetie, or honey. You'd be right. He loves using generic nicknames with you because he wants to be as domestic as possible.

He likes to feel like his life is as normal as can be despite it being absolutely the opposite of that. He loves his children, and he loves you, so why not make the most of it? At least, that's what he figures.

The wackiest shit happens sometimes. There's a real mix of interactions in his little family and we living for all of them.

"Can you pass the sa-?"

*glitter bomb explosion from Powder's bunk*

"Oh, for the love of- POWDER, ARE YOU OKAY?!?"

His kids are all extraordinary. Mylo is very charismatic and is able to talk his way out of a lot of trouble, Claggor is great at lifting heavy shit, Vi can punch the daylights out of everyone, and Powder has the potential to be a great inventor someday. His goal is to inspire them all to be the best versions of themselves and to always be kind when they're able to despite living in the meanest area around.

You are also very intertwined with his children's lives to the point where they're basically your kids as well. If you didn't want that, break up with him. He's a package deal. All or nothing.

"Hey... what's that you're tinkering with, Pow Pow?"

"It's a bomb."

"It's a what."

"She means- uhm- it's full of confetti...? For... For Mylo's birthday! Y'know, that's totally coming up soon."

"Wait, my birthday isn't-"

"Yeah, yeah... for Mylo's birthday!" *innocent smile*

"For some reason... i d o n ' t b e l i e v e t h a t . . . Just... just stay out of trouble. As much as possible."

The kids treat you like a member of the family as well if you couldn't tell. They latch onto you, some take longer than others but they all eventually view you as their other parent.

First it was Powder, then it was Claggor, followed by Vi and then Mylo a little later on.

Vander actually wants to make it official with you someday and make you stay with him and his family forever by proposing to you, but with the current state of the Undercity, he may never get to. He's a busy, busy man, trying to hold the Lanes together. Sometimes, he gets too focused on that and forgets to share his attention around when crime is really bad.

But even just being around helps him out 🫡

Thanks gang 👍

[slytherslvt]

plsplsplspls i need an innocent!reader (any pronouns) x corruption!Theodore and Mattheo

Corruption- Poly! Mattheo and Theodore x innocent!male!reader

major nsfw !!

The door to Mattheo's dorm creaks open, revealing a nervous you standing on the threshold. Your cheeks are flushed, and your eyes dart between Mattheo, lounging on his bed, and Theodore, sitting at his desk.

"Come on in, angel," Mattheo says, patting the mattress beside him. "We've been waiting for you."

You hesitantly step inside, closing the door behind you. "I’m-I’m not sure why you wanted to see me," you stammer, wringing your hands together.

Theodore chuckles, turning his chair to face you. "Isn't it obvious, love? We've seen the way you look at us. All wide-eyed and innocent. It's... intriguing."

“Oh,” you say. “Okay.” You don’t move from the doorway, though.

Mattheo raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Just okay? That's all you've got to say, hmm? Come on, don't be shy. We won't bite... yet." 

He stands up and approaches you, his tall frame towering over you. "At least, not unless you ask nicely," he adds, leaning in close enough for you to feel his breath on your ear. "Now, come inside and make yourself comfortable. Unless, of course, you'd rather stay there and let us imagine all the filthy things we could do to you.”

“Oh… um… I don’t know about this,” you reply. 

“Come on,” Theodore says. “You can trust us. We’re your friends. We won’t hurt you.”

“By not trusting us, it could make you a bad friend, and you don’t want to be a bad friend, do you?” Mattheo asks. 

You shake your head. “Okay…” 

Mattheo grins, stepping aside to let you enter. "There you go. See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"

As you take a few tentative steps into the room, Theodore stands up and locks the door behind you. "Just want to make sure we're not interrupted," he explains, turning back to face you with a predatory gleam in his eye.

Mattheo sits back down on his bed, patting the spot next to him again. "Come sit, angel. Let's get to know each other better, shall we?”

“But we know a lot about each other, what more do you want to know?” you ask.

Theodore smirks, walking over to stand in front of you. "Oh, sweetheart, we want to know so much more about you. Like... what sounds you make when you come. What feels good when we touch you. How far we can push you before you break."

He leans in close, his voice dropping to a low whisper. "We want to corrupt that sweet innocence of yours, you see. Make you scream our names and beg for more. Isn't that what you really want, hmm?" 

“I don’t know. I haven’t even done anything… like that,” you reply.

Mattheo's eyes light up at your admission, a hungry look crossing his face. "Well, isn't that just perfect," he growls, reaching out to grab your wrist and pull you closer. "We get to be your firsts. Your first kisses, your first touches, your first everything."

He leans in, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue demanding entry. You stiffen at first, caught off guard, but soon melt into him, your inexperience evident in your clumsy attempts to reciprocate.

When Mattheo finally pulls away, he smirks. "See, that wasn't so bad, was it? Now, let's see what else you can learn tonight.

Theodore's lips trail along your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You gasp, your eyes fluttering closed as you try to process the sudden sensation.

"M-Mattheo..." you murmur, unsure of what you're asking for.

Mattheo chuckles, pulling back slightly. "Don't worry, love. Theo and I are going to take care of you. Aren't we, Theo?"

Theodore hums in agreement, his teeth gently grazing your skin. "Mhm. We're going to teach you everything you need to know. And you're going to be such a good student, aren't you?”

You nod, “Yes,” you answer.

“Good boy," Theodore praises, his voice soft yet commanding. He straightens up, his gaze locking onto yours. "Now, let's start with something simple. Take off your shirt for us.”

Mattheo watches your every movement, his eyes darkening with desire as you slowly lift your shirt over your head, revealing your bare torso. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," he growls.

His words make you flush. “Thanks?” You don’t know why it comes out as a question, but it does.

Theodore chuckles, running a hand through your hair. "It’s a fact, love. Now, lose the pants too. We want to see all of you."

You do as you’re told, stripping off the rest of your clothes. You’re fully exposed to them, and now you’re nervous.

Mattheo’s gaze roaming over your naked body. "God, you're beautiful," he murmurs. "Look at you, all nervous and innocent. It's fucking adorable."

Theodore nods in agreement, a smirk playing on his lips. "And all ours to play with. Don't you worry, sweetheart. We'll make you feel so good."

You blush at their words, biting your lip nervously. "What do I do now?" you ask, looking between the two of them.

“Undress us,” Theodore answers. 

Mattheo grins wickedly. "Yeah, show us how eager you are to learn. Start with me."

He spreads his legs, giving you space to stand between them. You tentatively reach out, your fingers fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. As you expose more of his chest, you can't help but marvel at the lean muscles beneath your fingertips.

Theodore watches your every move, his eyes darkening with lust. "That's it, love. Keep going. Show us how much you want this."

Soon enough you get them both fully undressed. “What next?

Mattheo grips your chin, forcing you to look up at him. "Next, you get on your knees and show us what that pretty mouth can do."

You do as you’re told, getting on your knees. Theodore guides your head, pushing his cock past your lips and to the back of your throat. You gag, your eyes watering, but he doesn't let up. "Relax your throat, love," he coos, his voice laced with false sweetness. "Take it like a good boy."

Mattheo watches, his hand stroking his own cock as he enjoys the sight of you struggling to take Theodore's length. "Look at you, choking on Theo's cock like a good little slut," he taunts, his voice rough with desire. "You're doing so well, sweetheart. Keep going, just like that."

Theodore threads his fingers through your hair, holding you in place as he thrusts into your mouth. "That's it, love. Suck it just like that. Fuck, you're a natural."

You continue what you’re doing, your tongue tentatively licking at his shaft and then his tip. When you notice that Theo likes it, you do it again.

Theodore groans. "Jesus, that feels good. Look at you, learning so quickly. You're a natural-born cocksucker, aren’t you?”

As your confidence grows, you try to take him deeper. Theodore’s cock twitches in your mouth and he pulls away from your mouth, not wanting to cum just yet.

His cock is replaced by Mattheo’s.

Mattheo grabs your hair, guiding your mouth onto his cock. "That's it, angel. Show me what you've learned from Theo." He pushes his hips forward, his cock hitting the back of your throat. "Fuck, yes. Just like that."

Mattheo's grip tightens in your hair as he begins to fuck your mouth in earnest. "You look so fucking hot like this, on your knees, taking my cock like a good bou," he says.

Theodore kneels down beside you, his voice low and seductive. "You're doing so well, love. Why don't you touch yourself while you suck Mattheo's cock? Show us how turned on you are.”

You’ve never actually touched yourself before, and when Theodore notices your hesitation, he takes your cock into his hand, thumb stroking the tip.

It makes you moan around Mattheo’s cock.

Theodore starts to stroke your cock, trying to match Mattheo’s pace as he fucks your mouth.

Mattheo groans at the vibrations of your moan around his cock. "Fuck, that's hot. Keep making those noises, angel. Let us hear how much you're enjoying this."

"That's it, sweetheart," Mattheo encourages, watching your face contort with pleasure. "Take my cock while Theo jerks you off. You’re being so good for us.”

"You're gonna cum for us like this, aren't you, pretty boy?" Theodore asks.

You are. You don’t know what it feels like but the pleasure is overwhelming and your cock is twitching in Theodore’s hand, and, fuck, you do cum.

"Good boy," Theodore praises, slowing his strokes as you ride out your orgasm. He brings his hand up to his mouth, licking your cum off his fingers. "Delicious," he says “Now why don’t we move to the bed so I can be inside you.”

So, the three of you are on the bed, you’re on your hands and knees, Mattheo in front of you, already pushing his cock passed your lips and Theodore, who is lubing his cock, and then your hole, before pushing inside you slowly.

Theodore runs a hand down your back, his touch gentle despite the invasion of his cock. "How does that feel, love? Does it hurt?"

You only moan in response, not being able to answer with Mattheo’s cock in your mouth. Theodore starts to move, slowly at first, letting you adjust to the new sensations. He grips your hips tightly, his nails digging into your flesh. "Fuck, you're so tight," he groans, picking up his pace.

With a final thrust, Theodore buries himself deep inside you, his cock pulsing as he finds his release. "Fuck, yes," he groans, filling your ass with his cum.

Meanwhile, Mattheo gripping your hair tightly, fucks your mouth one last time before coming undone. "Swallow it, angel," he demands, his hot seed shooting down your throat.

Both men collapse onto the bed beside you, panting and sweaty. Theodore runs a hand through your hair, a satisfied smile on his face. "Well done, love. You were incredible."

Mattheo leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "Thank you, sweetheart. That was amazing."