#It was not what I envisioned.

[chloesimaginationthings]

How Jax found Gangle’s figure collection in TADC,,

[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.

[theartofmadeline]

nobody:

me: lesbian harpies

[amartworks]

I think a lot about the architecture ideas drawn by Étienne-Louis Boullée

They're sketches from the 1780s and they look like the end of the fucking universe

[olympain]

Shatter.

[youhalfwit]

He sure is losing a lot of blood…

@sonicmarinermay Day 5: Sea Legs

[hinamie]

for @cherryys who (rightfully!) hcs lategame megumi as having a bunch of scars befitting his status as resident punching bag

[bbqnoir]

Chat is a feminist

[zhuzhee]

WilburSoot was slain by Ph1lzA

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

HAPPY APRIL 1st, i wrote a fic about the suez canal fiasco bc it's still the funniest thing that's ever happened. synopsis is "grumpy gods from different mythologies argue over whose job it is to unstick the goddamn boat"

[daily-sifloop]

I feel like there's not enough content of Loop feeling genuinely, sincerely, so-empathetically-it-hurts protective of Siffrin. Maybe you could draw something with that? Protective literally or figuratively, if you feel up to it! However you interpret that!

Day 54: in order to protect something you must get your hands dirty first

[rcbertleckie]

noticing the days hurrying by when you're in love, my how they fly — for @pirateaangel

[doctorsiren]

give this angle another tri

[tojisun]

thinkin about being fucked against the wall, im sorry :(

want simon to press his face on the crook of your neck, breathing you in, growling at how good you smell. at how good you feel around his cock – so warm, so tight.

"y'r doin' so good f'r me, princess," he whimpers, so overwhelmed that he has to pause and muffle his moans on your skin, trying to stop the pleasure razing through him because he doesn't want to cum yet. not so soon.

you mewl at the feeling of being stuffed and simon presses his hand on your mouth to smother your moans.

"shh," he whispers, wet lips still trailing kisses on your neck. "not too loud, sweet'art. you'll get us caught."

your breath hitches at his words, the world trickling back into your senses, snapping you out of your drunken pleasure.

"fuck," simon snarls, raggedly breathing in.

he pulls away from nuzzling your body to look into your wide eyes. simon groans at what he sees. "naughty girl."

[tagidearte]

Who?

(Can't do digital art again yet. Traditional has been fun, though. Click for not blurry quality)

[mizzarh]

“…’till you weren’t”