#I LOVE THIS SM

[jellyjamheadobb]

[f1rewr1t3r]

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jittering, mind blowing, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy,moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious,gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride. 

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

The paint flow intro to The Pit And The Pendulum (1961)

[timetravellingpizza]

We don't talk about Congo, no, no. We don't talk about Congo.

(Do think tanks pay fourteen-year-olds now?)

as newspapers today dont tend to hire children, a modern day Tintin would run a clickbait YouTube channel, except the clickbait is 100% real every single time

he starts off as an irritating conservative pundit at 14, meets Chang then leaves the think tank paying him and launches his own independent channel and blows up shortly after. Chang helps with video editing and managing his socials and they often chat on video calls between adventures. Haddock, his foster dad, has absolutely no knowledge of his earlier videos.

[yooboobies]

🌖🌘🌑🌒🌔

{ays cr. ouranxingg}

[sunflowerik]

before and when it rains✨️🌦

[breanna777]

I’m not letting ya’ll forget abt his scream

I had this vid in my phone for some time now, but I could never find the original creator😭 if someone knows, please lmk so I could credit them!💜💜💜

Credits go to: SòniaBCN on YouTube! Go ahead and take a look! :)

[ohmyoldheart]

I could just eat their art it’s SO GOOD

[literupture]

holy shit it's CURLY MOUTHWASHING

[stormyelliotwritez]

SCRATCHING AND SCARRING

this is gonna be so self indulgent

mentions of reader being called pup, age difference (still legal but hes like 200 so there’s bound to be one), reader scratching and picking at scabs, blood

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Logan had needed to get away for a bit so he’d packed a bag and gone on a bike trip to a nearby cabin. You’d stayed back at the mansion to finish off some work and do some extra stuff.

He came home a day or so before you thought he would. When he did, you were sitting at your desk and grading papers. He walked in as quiet as a mouse which was always surprising. You were scratching a scab on your arm and he crossed his arms.

“You said you’d stop,” he huffed.

You turned around in your chair and raised an eyebrow. “What?”

He nodded at your arm and frowned. You glanced at your arm. It was just a scab.

“It’s just a habit. I got stressed. You get stressed and fuck off to the mountains for days. Can’t I have this?” You said, raising your voice slightly.

He stalked towards you and stopped a meter or so in front of you, his arms still crossed. He glanced between your face and the scab.

“It’s bleeding,” he said quietly, his expression not changing.

You glanced down, saw the blood and then jumped up and rushed towards the bathroom connected to you twos room. Logan slowly followed, ready to jump in if you’d ran into something or hurt yourself more. You grabbed some band aids from the first aid kit and sat on the toilet.

He watched from the doorway and sighed. “Need a hand?”

You looked up at him, your expression not unlike a scared puppy, and nodded. He closed the gap between the two of you and took a band aid out of your hand and opened it. With the most gentle care, he put it over the now open wound and then leaned down and kissed it.

“I get that it’s a compulsion, bub, but we need to work on this, okay? It ain’t healthy to tear into yourself like this. You can’t keep scratching and picking,” he said softly before taking your hand and leading you to the bed you shared.

You dragged your feet and eventually, he just picked you up and dumped you on the bed.

“Hey, you can’t do that,” you squealed before bursting into giggles.

“I think I can, pup,” he said with a smile before climbing onto the bed and pulling you into his arms.

He didn’t call you pup much. It usually came out when he was worried. You were part of his pack so he had to protect you and you were young as well so he had to guide you. He had to keep you safe. You’d never felt safer than when you were in his arms.

He rubbed your back and hummed softly. You turned your head and breathed him in. You rubbed your face against his shirt. You loved him so so much. He just kept saving you.

He laid down and pulled you with him. Gently, he laid you down next to him so he could pull his shirt off. He pulled it off and then picked you right back up. When you scared him like this, you stayed in his arms for ages. He knew you were safe, but you were safer in his arms.

“Sleep, pup, alright?” He said quietly into your ear.

You nodded and the thoughts of scratching left your mind. You slowly fell asleep, protected by him. He kept watch for a while before falling asleep as well.

[sayangrafayel]

MC barges into Zayne's office and sits down across him and sighs

Zayne: Long day?

MC: I need a double dose of Zaynie, STAT.

[peachkinscheeks]

This version of jack is living in my mind like a parasite 😟

FANART FOR @therentyoupay and @callimara 🥹🌷 I love this story sm 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

[leliwardens]

#veilguardspoilers Hello and delighted you're willing to answer questions! <3 I love your work! And I certainly wanted to ask about Josephine: what would her ideal/dream wedding be? I was tickled when I read about that in her letter to her Inquisitor I just have to know. 💞 --- Thank you! And what a delightful question in turn! I think she'd want a big, flower-filled, no-holds barred wedding at her family's estate. All her relatives, friends she made in the Inquisition, the Inquisitor's relatives (if they have any/keep in touch.) She'd begin planning 16 months in advance. (x)

SYLVIA ANSWERED MY QUESTION ABOUT JOSEPHINE AND HER WEDDING AUGHHHH 😭😭😭

[croded]

The way that the further he is in the picture (!!!) the deeper he's in the whole situation

and the further it gets the harder it is to see him because his own hands are holding him back and he can't ever get out anymore because with each layer his hands wrap tighter and tighter around each picture that comes next until it's completely choking him

(or maybe that's cxs's funeral photo. now I feel worse. because that means they're both trapped, both because of one last wish)

where was I going with this

GORGUS GORJUSS GOERJUS GORGEOUS ART

again, again and again

[blakbonnet]

😭😭😭 SOBBING

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

PBS Mystery spoof on Sesame Street, featuring Vincent Twice, Vincent Twice.