#I LOVEEEEEE HIM

[dipperscavern]

on this night i am thinking of the little thing u posted abt putting jons cold hand between ur thighs………..

(referencing this)

and you just know when you do that, he’s looking down at where his hand is between your thighs with parted lips. he’s trying to steady his breathing (it’s not working), and he makes eye contact with you. he’s got that puppy dog expression on his face, and he’s about to say something when your name is called. you both whip your heads to its direction, and you loosen your thighs grip on his hand. you give his arm a small caress in a poor apology before leaving.

he tries to ignore the tent in his pants. TEE HEE.

[lavndvrr]

[izvmimi]

hi mimi whatever you do don’t imagine the way it feels when Asta is letting you lick a bit of frosting off of his thumb at a big event, his clumsy digit dipping into the soft sweet treat without noticing

let me rest

[astereux]

[its-actually-withered]

THE WAY THIS MAN SMILES AFTER GETTING GIMPAP

[kirillmarchenko]

jonathan india is That Guy

[ecstarry]

the one where james has to bath a tipsy regulus prompt by @star4daisy

“Please stay still.” James laughed at his very tipsy lover.

Regulus had his eyes closed and swayed slowly from side to side. James attempted to steady him by holding his arms. “Love, I’m going to undress you and then get you in the shower, is that okay?”

A sweet and quiet "mhm" left Regulus' lips. He fumbled with his shirt buttons, but after a minute of struggling to undo the first one, James intervened.

“You are so smart and good with buttons,” Regulus declared. “Too good, actually. Have you done this many times?

“What, unbutton your shirt?” James gladly responded to Regulus' drunken questioning.

"Yessss," Regulus drawled, his words elongated in that unmistakable tipsy way he'd always denied once sober. James finished unbuttoning the shirt, gently sliding it off one arm at a time. He leaned in, placing a soft kiss on Regulus' chest, then started unzipping his pants.

"Wow, Potter. You should buy me dinner first," Regulus quipped, laughing at his own joke.

"I have done exactly that, and apparently, more than enough wine too," James replied with a chuckle.

Once Regulus was undressed, James gently guided him into the bathtub, the water set to the exact temperature he knew Regulus liked. Taking care of Regulus came naturally to him. Every new detail that Regulus shared, James attentively listened, making sure he will always love him correctly. 

Carefully, James began washing Regulus' hair, his movements tender and delicate. He softened as he watched Regulus relax under his touch.

"You're good at this too, Jamie," Regulus murmured.

"Thank you, love," James replied, rinsing his hands and delicately wiping away the shampoo threatening to drip into Regulus' eyes. Regulus purred contentedly at the gesture.

Then, he took Regulus' favorite shower gel and began scrubbing him softly. As he worked, James pressed soft kisses all over Regulus' body, unfazed by the taste of soap on his lips. There were moments when Regulus would chuckle and tell him that his kisses tickled, prompting James to kiss him even more until the chuckles turned into full laughter, filling their bathroom.

As James turned to reach for the towel, Regulus grabbed his shirt and pulled him back.

“Baby, wha—” James started, but it was too late. He tumbled into the bathtub, fully clothed. Regulus burst into laughter and playfully splashed water to ensure James was completely soaked. James stared at him, taking in the sight of the dark, wet curls, the droplets of water on Regulus' face, the curve of his mouth, the veins in his neck, and the pink of his lips. He allowed himself to savor every detail of the moment.

Regulus' cheeks flushed under James' lustful gaze. James extended his arm and gently touched Regulus' lips, tracing them with his index finger before slowly moving his hand to hold his chin. Regulus melted under his touch, leaning into James' palm with a contented sigh.

“You’re a bit wet,” Regulus pointed out, chuckling to himself at the understatement.

James laughed with him and leaned in closer to whisper, “Now it’s time for you to shampoo my hair.” 

Regulus pouted. “But I’m drunk.”

“You should’ve thought about that before pulling me to the bath with you, love.” James’ voice was tender. 

“Okay, I’ll try my best.” He promised.

Regulus got closer and began undressing him. James was delighted to be touched by Regulus—he always was. His boyfriend was attentive in his own way. He didn’t quite catch the shampoo before it got into his eyes, but he was gentle when untangling James' hair.

After his drunken attempt to shower James, they stayed there, their laughter prompted simply by silly looks.

“You look quite good naked, has anyone told you that before?” Regulus teased. 

“Okay, love, time for bed,” James announced as he stood up. He grabbed a towel for Regulus and wrapped him. He looked like an angel, a precious being that James had the honor of taking care of. 

James dried himself up and pulled the human burrito close to him, his arms wrapped around him. 

“Thank you, Jamie.” Regulus whispered into his chest. 

“It was my pleasure, love.” He meant it. He always did.

[aurorasgate]

ive been saving this reaction & today it finally applies to how i’m feeling about this bdkfkflflf PLEASE HAITHAM AHHH😭💖💖💖

maybe a bit ooc? but i rlly rlly rlly like to think that alhaitham full on craves affection the moment you've given him a taste of it okay? :(

i like to think that alhaitham enjoys physical touch once he's finally comfortable or settled into a relationship.

alhaitham enjoys basking in the warmth of your hugs, relishing the soft touches of your hand on his arms, and enjoying the feeling of your kisses against his lips. he's even integrated your affections in his daily routine — he receives a kiss from you before he leaves for work, a hug once he arrives home, and another kiss before you two retire and cuddle for the night.

so imagine his surprise when you didn't greet him at the door with a hug like you normally would when he arrived home.

"i'm home." alhaitham announced, thinking that you just didn't notice his arrival, closing the front door behind him.

you ignored him, continuing to busy yourself in the kitchen, making him huff as he made his way to stand behind you.

alhaitham's arms wrapped around your waist as he rest his chin on your shoulder, unbothered by your movements.

it was silent, save for the bubbling of the stew on the stove and the sound of running water as you washed dishes. it went on like this for a couple more minutes before you spoke.

"get off me."

however, your words fell on deaf ears as alhaitham tightened his arms around your waist and began to press kisses on your neck.

tilting your head in an attempt to stop him, you frowned. "i'm still angry, a hug and some kisses won't make me feel any better about earlier."

"i know," he whispered against your skin, mind going back to the little spat you both had earlier this morning before he left for work. "i'm sorry for the words i spoke earlier, it wasn't my intention to hurt you."

turning in his arms to face him, you pressed a kiss to his cheek. "you're forgiven, we'll talk more about that after we've had dinner, okay?"

"okay," alhaitham's body relaxed at the kiss, a smile gracing his lips. "...withholding affection was a bit cruel of you, don't you think?"

that made you laugh a little. "you've grown soft, haithie."

"only for you, my love."

[tiffysdeath]

GIRL DINNERRRRRR

[gio-cosmo]

“Please stop uploading your dumbass tiktoks on here,” everyone begs in perfect unison. I click the post button and run away into the forest with the same whimsy and gracefulness of a deer

[pwurrz]

listen i know say this every time a kuya intimacy room drops but COME ON, PUT A RING ON IT ALREADY KUYA

[ineffablelifetoallmetatrons]

WHAT

cries

I imagine Azazel sounding like Winnie the Pooh and I just want to give him a big hug

anon. i understand you. you and i, we aren't so different

[automatonwithautonomy]

it is just. so interesting to me how the entirety of red valley revolves around warren. i mean. "how are we supposed to sleep when all we can think about is waking someone up" he is - their ticket to fame and fortune, their frankenstein's monster, their failure, their friend. he is the only thing that matters, the center of the universe in that cold mountain at the end of the world.

but, like. he's just some random fucking loser who has ptsd. he isn't important. all he managed to do was have the right brain chemistry and it is so fucked up how he is constantly reminded of this. he is the most important slab of dying meat on earth. the world's most special statistic. just some fucking guy. his only acheivement is that he can sleep, no fucking wonder it's all he wants to do.

[aegondluvrs]

he is so everything to me actually

[rpfofficial]

the interviewer here pisses me off but this just proves to me that peter would have done Numbers on here. like some of the stuff he says is pretty outdated and i don't think the interviewer let him explain himself properly, but he literally should have been my tumblr mutual...

im always saying this ☝️

[satoruxx]

something something pining suguru ………