#It's not even funny

[kimeoshi]

[fennethianell]

As promised, a bunch of sketches I did in free time. Obsessed is an understatement.

[arachnid-guts]

he lives rent free in my head

[eelektrossfan]

Cunt born out of spite vs Cunt i hate

[angelshizuka]

#I think I know who the voice is

HELLUVA BOSS 2.01 - The Circus 2.08 - The Full Moon

[piowasthere]

i finally finished this this had so many delays, goddamn but it's finally here

Plushie Lumini hell yeah

based off of this ep: [SOLAR BECOMES A PLUSHIE!! in VRChat(SAMS)]

[hiding-in-my-blanket-fort]

Gentle!Price with a skittish, touch starved Reader who notices when you flinch or shy away from something as innocent as his knuckles brushing your cheek.

Gentle!Price who wants you to feel safe with him, not crowded or pressured, and gives you space to come to him when you're ready. Which you don't do because you don't know how. It's always been safer to keep people at a distance.

Gentle!Price who initiates contact by offering his hand, palm up, for you to accept or refuse on your own time. Sometimes, you accept. But mostly, you refuse. And he never makes you feel bad about it either way.

Gentle!Price who ducks his head with a smile when the two of you are out for a walk and you link your little finger with his. Or press your leg against his under the dinner table.

Gentle!Price who stands before you after dinner one night and slowly brings his hands up, studying your expression to see how you'll react. When he cups his palms to your face, it's wonderful and overwhelming and you're not breathing but you're not running away either, so you take that as a win. "There you go, love," he murmurs softly, because he always speaks softly around you. "That's not so bad, is it?"

Gentle!Price who waits with endless patience as you reach across the gap between the two of you with shaky fingers and trip over his belt, wander up the buttons of his coat, and rest your hand against the solid warmth of his chest. He knows how hard that was for you but it's a sign of how far you've conquered together.

Gentle!Price who always leaves an available space on the couch for you beside him. Just in case you need it. When you walk through his door after a long day and drop beside him, burying your face in his shoulder with a grumble because people suck and I really missed you, he just gives that delicious deep rumbling laugh you've come to love so much and tugs you more fully into his arms with a kiss to the top of your head.

Masterlist

[raggedy-spaceman]

Mr. Fell, bookseller and master of the art of prestidigitation

+ Bonus, the one time it mattered most

[espritradieux]

I love you in every universe

[wikitpowers]

kit secretly sent ty a first edition sherlock holmes for christmas… and ty still doesn't believe this man is in love with him…

[godsworstson]

shhh they're discussing

[itookthetardis2liveaid]

Brian May? In this fit?

Yes fucking please.

@astrophysicist-guitar-god thinking of you pookie

[moosu]

Scent

[seredelgi]

No one:

My brain 24/7:

[toshidou]

18+ ONLY

Currently staring out of the window thinking about how fucking good Ghost's voice would sound right next to your ear, deep and breathy as he grinds into your cunt, rough whispers of "feels so fucking good sweetheart" that have you quivering around his cock.

Sat here unable to stop thinking about how Simon Riley is a man of very little words until he sinks into you, who gets so easily lost in the wet heat of your pussy, reduced to nothing more than guttural grunts and praise, accentuated by the way his accent twists every word to sound so deliciously sinful against the shell of your ear.

Sobbing in my chair as I picture just how infuriatingly hot Simon 'Ghost' Riley would look as he finally finds his release, usually dead, cold eyes scrunched closed, groans of pleasure leaking from his agape lips, bitten red from both his teeth and yours. His toned hips lazily thrusting against your ass, cock twitching from oversensitivity but he just can't fucking stop, can't get enough of the way your walls still suck him in, refusing to let him pull out and leave you empty and whining. Shivering as he huffs out a fond laugh, a ghost of breath that fans over your face as he hums softly, "just can't let me go, can you darlin'? don't worry, we've got all night, and i've only just begun."

[honeyandmahogany]

I finally decided to play around with mods and to say the least, I think I'm even more in love with this man now...

Yes, Raphael, act like the upmost theatre kid with that chest of yours now highly exposed. To say the least, I may be reloading just a few times.