#I’m sorry what?

[cosmicwhoresimpingismyliving]

This caught me off guard

[unofficially-racetrack]

[dapandapod]

In the end, they were both still different. She was not the ruler Nilfgaard had hoped for, if the rumors at court were true. And Vernon was Vernon, no matter whose right hand he was. They both met no one's expectations and ended up exceeding their own. In their diversity, they were the same. In their stubbornness, too. Finally, it was Geralt, of all people, who was after all a connecting link between them, who suggested they put aside their walking on egg shells at the card table and ride out together. "A race," he suggested. "You'll never agree on anything. Ciri is still too unpracticed at commanding, and you, Vernon, know that thumping the table won't get you anywhere. Take it outside." suggestion was crazy, of course, because Ciri couldn't just ride out whenever she wanted, and certainly not with just anyone – and those were exactly the reasons they did. They drove their horses through a seemingly endless field of buttercups. The wind whistled through his clothes, his thighs ached from the force with which he spurred the animal, and Vernon felt more alive than he had in a long time. Ciri laughed, she laughed at him and with him, and her eyes were as green as a pond. And perhaps those green eyes were the legacy of something he had once loathed. Her powers were unnatural, yes. As unnatural as witchers and sorceresses and much more in this world, in which he had nevertheless decided to live on. And then, one morning, Vernon Roche woke up in silk sheets, and those green eyes were looking at him with that certain sparkle. He was lost. But a loser, he was no longer.

If you want to send me stories Marina, at least credit the author or add the link please, recognition is important

[implied-gay-sex]

I’m a minor?? Fym “kinky or gentle” how about a gun?

[thepostburningash]

went to a seminar, nearly had a breakdown over ecocriticism, went home

[lady-bee-holmes]

Wait wait wait

wait wait wait wait wait

The ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Is a Lemon Demon song????

[priscixicana]

I want to eat your pussy and suck your clit

[elodieunderglass]

hi. what do you mean

[must-be-mr-boggins]

Taking a 5-second break from the Bagginshield angst to bring you this meme I created after an all-nighter, enjoy.

[tired-and-swaggy]

[sometinysludge]

literally cannot believe "first ever live action omegaverse show" is not bigger news on tumblr

[chloesimaginationthings]

Vanny can’t explain everything in the FNAF pizzaplex..

[wispscribbles]

I love your ghost design. I wanna squeeze him :⁠^⁠)

If no hug then why hug-shaped???

[emmyrosee]

Could you maybe do smth like cuddling with sukuna

👉👈

Backs facing each other, you gently nudge his legs with your foot, smiling as you’re able to wiggle it between his calves. He traps your foot between his legs, and you giggle when you try to pull it back.

“I’m on insta, fuck off,” he grumbles, but you hear the annoyed smile in his voice.

“I wanna snuggle,” you mewl.

“Yeah, and I want to see how this dude makes this garlic bread.”

You slip your own phone off the nightstand and open your message app, clicking his name and quickly typing.

SENT I want attention, boyfriend 🫶🏻

You hear him snort and blunt nails briefly scratch down the sole of your trapped foot, making you try to tug it back and squeal in surprise. “You want attention?” He begins, letting go of your foot so he’s able to turn on his side and spoon you from behind, body contorting to be straight curled behind you. “Well let me tell you something- I always give you my damn attention. You just can’t live without it.”

You practically purr as he loops his arms around you, tugging you closer and letting his warm hands slip under your hoodie, warm touch on your tummy relaxing you. “You’re right,” you hum. “I just want you all to myself all the time. Not my fault you give in.” He hikes up his voice to offer you a mocking “mi meh mi meh mi”’s. You call him a brat in reply.

“If you won’t let me scroll on my instagram, scroll on yours so I can watch,” he demands.

“I can’t, I follow naked anime men.”

“Im sure you’re joking, but so help me god if you go on Instagram and there’s a naked anime man, I’m blowing up your phone.” You offer him a laugh and slip out your phone to scroll, relishing in the little kiss he plants to your jawline, then adjusting his head to be able to watch your timeline with you.

You can’t help but grin as you feel one of his feet prod to try and get between your legs, mimicking how yours was just moments ago.

[misslennie9]

best thing about visiting old churches is when they pave the floor with tombstones

[tortoisebore]

something something “heaven” by mitski etc etc

details below the cut but they’re not hq bc i made this before i figured out canvas sizes on procreate lmfaooo