#I’m sorry I’m feral

[abitcaughtinthemiddle]

PSYCHE INDEED

Looking at her I feel like I understand Colin on such a deep level because yes me too dude. If I saw her looking this good I would loose all my calm, confident composure, would flip around my fake personality so fast, would attempt to outrun a horse, would beg to be let in and to know if she had been proposed to, would consider throwing myself in the Thames for the 0.2 sec I believed to have been friend zoned, would need all of 5 sec to decide that she is the face I want to wake up to every morning for the rest of my life after nearly giving her her first orgasm (she did not finish in that carriage and that’s why he was desperate for more time) and would skip on my way to announce the engagement to absolutely everyone and anyone

Just saying this is the face of woman who wars would have been fought over for

[devil-in-hiding]

What would ec!141 do if they caught miss girl masturbating?

Love your fics by the way!!

Gaz and Soap are all apologies and covering eyes, Soap falling on his ass from how quickly he’s trying to get out of your room, Gaz almost knocking himself out on the doorframe, the sight of your plush thighs spread and those pretty fingers buried deep in your fluttering hole

Ghost and Price are cavemen, resorts back to primal brain hearing choked out little moans escaping your pretty lips, trying to push the other out of the way to rip your door open so they can show you they are MORE than happy to scratch that itch for you

[hadersversion]

having really impure thoughts about old man! logan.

his healing abilities aren’t the same as they used to be. he bleeds, he bruises, he scars. he’s slowly becoming human. at first, he was scared and felt weak. but then he realized, it’s what he wanted. but somedays, it was a tough pill to swallow.

until, he was fucking you in missionary. his favorite position because he gets to stare at your beautiful face! and he loves to see it when he makes you cum… sure, he’s not as agile and rough as he used to be. but he’s still james logan howlett and he fucks like an animal. he was fucking you so hard into the mattress, practically leaving an indent of your body on your shared bed. your hands were resting on his hairy, puffed chest. until he hit your g spot. your eyes rolled into the back of your head and your hands made claws, finger nails digging deep into his chest. he let out a deep hiss, causing you to look up in worry. he stops his pace.

“a-are you okay?” you say, your breathe panting. you quickly move your hands down.

logan looks down at himself and sees the fresh marks on his chest, oozing a bit of blood. he’s bleeding. you made him bleed. you marked him. he loved doing it to you, having you show off who got to make you cum all the time. who you basically belonged to.

but this? this was different.

something dark came over his eyes as he slowly looked up at you. “do it again.”

“w-what?” you say in a giggle.

“you heard me, kid. fucking mark me up. show me how good i make you feel.” he grunts, drilling back into you like it was his job.

his wish was your command. you fucking marked his whole body. you scratched him, you sucked his skin until he bruised, you even bit his shoulder. sure, you probably should’ve taken it down a notch. but with logan in your ear, praising you and begging you to keep doing it. rewarding you with the pleasure only he could give you. who were you to stop?

you laid on his chest once you two were done. “are you sure you’re okay? you look like a wild animal attacked you.” you kissed his battle wounds you gave him.

“princess, if i wanted you to stop, i wouldn’t be bleeding right now.” he kissed your forehead, rubbing his hand across your bare back. “i liked it. this…this has never happened to me before.”

“i guess somethings do come with old age.” you joke.

“you’re such an ass.” he playfully but your ear.

“hey! keep talking like that and i’ll make sure every inch of you is marked.”

“is that a promise?”

oh, it definitely is.

🎀🦢💓kaila🎀🦢💓

[atomicfoxx]

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 cow girl, doggy, backwards, forwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, 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 boggling, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip bitting, 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, splendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tangos-

[robo-milky]

SAVANACLAW ROOK SAVE ME…

He has arms for days…

[goforro]

thinking about a whumpee that just…doesn’t cry.

- their friends haven’t ever seen them display sadness, disappointment, or anything like that. anger, maybe, but never tears.

- whumpee who doesn’t cry when they’re rescued. Maybe they’re staring blankly, maybe they’re biting their rescuers, maybe they’re just quietly appreciative. whatever it is, they don’t cry.

- whumpee who actively avoids conversations that might trigger them. they’ll get up and leave the room if whumper’s name is even whispered. does caretaker follow them? how do they find them?

- whumper *finally* breaking whumpee. maybe they taunt caretaker while whumpee’s still in captivity. maybe it’s while they’re being carried away in handcuffs.

- “I won, Caretaker. Your little firecracker cried for me.”

- caretaker being in shock. denial, even. whumpee *cried*? maybe they don’t believe whumper at first, until they look over at a hysterical whumpee.

just. UGHHH. best trope hands down

[javsarts]

At some point, he made a silent oath to himself that someday, he will repay that girl’s kindness.

.

.

And he unknowingly did

Just a random HC of mine where a little Jenevelle did help a little Durge at some point, set in a time before Bhaal and Shar.

[luvrxbunny]

mini blurbs ─ ★ joel miller x f! reader

a/n: so many joel thoughts! how could i ever take the time to make a blurb for each of them!!? 😱

wc: 1k

warnings: 18+ MNDI, a few handjobs, some piv

-> you waking joel up with a handjob, it’s early so he’s sensitive, emotionally and physically, moaning and squirming. he keeps looking at you with this insanely fond look, something about it makes him look so soft. he also won’t shut up about how he feels. and he says it with so much force, willing you to believe him. “i love you, baby” “l-look at me? i love you so fuckin’ much.” “y’makin’ me feel so good. y’feel like heaven, my fuckin’ angel.”

-> joel fucking you relentlessly, and brutally because he needs it. you’re a good girl, you take it ofc. he’s grunting and groaning gruffly, barely talking aside to say “take it” or the occasional “just like that” but once he cums he’s instantly back to his usual, soft and loving self. “are you okay, baby?” “m’sorry, was i too rough?” “took it like such a good girl though, so perfect f’me”

-> you being unable to jerk joel off while he’s standing because his knees buckle and he can’t help folding in on himself or leaning into you, causing him to slip from your grasp and the same goes for going down on him— when although even when he’s seated he either cages your body in his completely, hunched over your head like he’s worshipping your mouth, or he’s spread out over the bed like he’s the god. (he is)

-> joel needing you from the second he comes home but still trying to make small talk. like he walks in and you hear him take a sharp breath once he lays eyes on you. his fists ball up and he’s so tense you can almost see him shaking as he takes a deep breath. you see movement around his crotch before he’s turning around to put his things away. “so h-how was your day? good, i’m hopin’. ” you entrain him even though you know he’s just trying not to seem desperate. “yea it was good, babe” he smiles. “are— are you tired..? or anythin’?” you make it a point to look in his eyes with a smirk. “never too tired for my favorite guy”

-> joel awkwardly thanking you after the post sex glow has worn off. he’s given you aftercare, cleaned you up and all that. as you guys are cuddling he starts to feel like he needs to do more so he just “thank you, baby. that— that was incredible. i— thank you.” you start giggling at him and he knows he’s being awkward so he gets all red and blushy, hiding his face in the back of your neck while telling you to shut up

-> just all the faces he would make while trying to hold his moans in. like when you guys first start getting sexual he’s still nervous so he tries to keep quiet. his brows furrowed, or tilted up. his eyes shut, rolled back, or fluttering while they try their best to stay on you. his lips bitten, pursed or sucked in. i think his hands would be everywhere too, covering his mouth, stroking over his beard, covering his eyes, running through his hair.

-> joel grunting, whining, and moaning lewdly above you as he fucks into you with the same neediness he’s been giving for the past 35 mins. falling into your neck and muttering “mm not yet. not yet. fuck” until you pull him away and question what he’s saying. maybe he has wetness on his lashes, from overstimulation, pleasure, or love “i don’t—“ he breathes out a sharp, shaky breath. “don’t wanna cum yet.” he lets out a shaky, broken breath. “you’re so good.”

-> the first time you get joel off in public he thinks you’re just trying to tease him but he’s too sensitive to handle it. so he warns you, “you—“ a shaky breath in and out as his hand comes up to cover his mouth. “you’re gonna make me cum” a smile spreads over your face but you keep looking forward, as his breathing speeds rapidly. you can see him glancing over at you every few seconds. “you— baby.” a whine almost slips out. “i’m- you’re gonna make me— i’m— fuck. i’m- i’m gonna c- holy fuck. please.” he whines and you hear his breathing become erratic.

-> the confused look on his face when you make him cum much much harder than he expected. i imagine you’re jerking him off, he’s sitting against the headboard with his arm around you. he warns you that he’s going to cum, his hips start bucking and his lip gets bitten by his teeth. he’s spilling over your fist in no time but once he expects his orgasm to stop, it just builds up to a new level of pleasure. his mouth drops open and his brows furrow. his eyes cast downward, watching your hand move over him and the way he’s coating you. then his gaze shifts to you and his expression looks like you’ve offended him before melting into one that makes you think he’s going to cry. that’s what let’s you know you’ve done a good job.

-> he begins to be able to tell when you’re gonna make him cum really hard and he starts to have a tell tale saying that alerts you. you’re not even sure if he realizes that he says it every time. his eyes shut and he runs his hand through his hair. he starts to shake his head lightly like he’s realized what’s going to happen and his hand slides down to your thigh, gripping the fabric of your pants before rubbing his hand over it, trying to soothe himself. “i’m—“ his head keeps moving back and forth as speaks. “it’s gonna get everywhere.” he groans under his breath, the sounds leaning a bit farther on the whiny side before he attempts to speak again. his hips shuffle upwards, sinking himself further into the chair while bucking himself into your fist. he gazes up at you with sex hazed eyes and confesses “m’gonna cum everywhere” before biting his lip harshly and burying his face in your neck, where his groans vibrate against your skin.

-> joel not being able to look at you while you guys are having sex. he’s so much more sensitive than you that every little thing pushes him closer to the edge, so it he wants to last long enough for you to cum on him, there ends up being a point where he has to fuck into you with his eyes cast to the side or shut tightly. he’ll be looking down at where the two of you meet before deciding he wants to see his pretty girl again. once he reaches you face there’s a shock of pleasure in his stomach before flowing down to his cock. he grips your jaw and forces you to face the opposite direction he turns his head, like he can’t even have you looking at him when he’s like this. he groans into his shoulder like he’s angry and mutters “too fuckin’ pretty. this shit ain’t fuckin’ fair.”

-> when he’s close, instead of telling you to stop, slow down, or distracting you with kisses, he tells you to “be gentle” he says it repeatedly, with hisses and whines in between. the closer he gets he starts to just “gentle, gentle, gent- oh sweetheart—”

-> he gets turned on by how turned on you get when he tells you that he’s close. he sees that light spark in your eyes when he tells you that he’s gonna cum and it makes him pulse even more intensely. like he could be on the outskirts of his orgasm but once he sees your reaction to his confession he’s got two seconds, tops, before he’s spilling all over you.

-> once you guys start getting sexual, it’s very easy to tell what he does or doesn’t like, what turns him on and what doesn’t. because he breaks out in goosebumps every time you give him even a bit of arousal. you could cook him a meal and when you come back he’ll have goosebumps spread all across his arms, all the way up to his biceps, even some across his neck. he tries to play it off as if you can’t see the way he’s fattening up in his jeans.

-> (for poc) joel loves the contrast of your skin to his cum. the first time he cums on you he has to have a serious pro and con session as to whether he likes cumming in you or on you more. he’s embarrassingly hard within the next minute after he cums on you. he’s just staring at it, maybe smearing it around a bit before jerking off right above you. he probably hasn’t even explained himself to you. he’s just been in a trance since his ropes landed on you.

-> you’re the first time he hears the phrase “cum for me.” and he loses his mind. it’s the loudest you’ve ever heard him and he cums so hard some lands on his chin. he spends the next few minutes shaking from the force of his orgasm and trying his hardest to regulate his breathing.

OKAY IM DONE!!!! pls show this some love guys!! it’s so long i feel like it should go in my main masterlist 💀

[theoneringpop]

Man Arondir and Gil-Galad both snatched some sort of weapons from the orcs when they escaped during the whole “dwarves” bit but Elrond just. Snapped that orc’s neck. Fought viciously to get a torch to attack with five minutes ago but in a situation where a weapon is objectively easier to acquire he said “Nah I’m throwing hands” and won

[waitruzmorbutr]

[itsticklishme23]

☀️✨☀️

It’s been so warm outside lately! I might as well prance around in my crop tops and shorts, right? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

no other reason to let my shirts lift up when I stretch, squirming subtly when I feel the breeze gently kiss my armpits… or let my tummy muscles flex ever so slightly when it’s in your line of sight…

No, no. It’s not like I want you to slowly walk up to me while my eyes widen and my heart thumps in my chest in anticipation, my excitedly nervous smile peeking out when you pin me against a wall, especially when you whisper in my ear all the ways you’ll make my skin tingle and giggles pour from my lips… all before you swiftly grab me, swoop me up, carry me to the nearest bed and strap me down to make me pay in laughter for all my “mean” teasing.

Nah!!! That thought hasn’t crossed my mind at all! Why do you ask? 😇

[corvidaesgarden]

contributing to the gay tv + moth demon ship 📺🦋

(re-uploaded bc i’m so incredibly nit-picky with details🙃)

[wepepe-draws]

I JUST WANNA SEE VASH HAS HAPPY ENDING MKAY 😭😭😭😭😭

so I keep drawing him with Meryl, living such a cozy and loving life after the hell he’s been through 🥹

But there’s a downside to this, the more I draw them together, the more I wanting TriStamp S2 just to see them more! AAAAAAAAA BUT ITS TAKING SO LONG TO WAIT AAAAAAAA

[venting402]

when photographers and stylists understand dark skin tones>>>>>

I’m sure there’s more/better examples but I’m just using all that’s in my camera roll

[ironunderstands]

“gambler” “doctor” just kiss already istg

Ngl one of my favorite things about Aventurine and Ratio’s relationship is the fact that they don’t ever call one another by their real name’s to faces, hell, Ratio doesn’t even call Aventurine “Aventurine” to him and Aventurine only seems to call him Ratio when he wants to tease him

The “gambler” “doctor” thing they have going on is one of the most endearing things ever and I wish people talked about it more because it’s a dynamic that’s unique to them in hsr, I don’t think any other characters refer to each other in such a manner, which makes it feel really special imo

Moreover; they don’t act like this with other people either, Ratio will refer to people by their names or by their jobs/titles, or with a “you”, something rarely reserved for Aventurine. Meanwhile Aventurine tends to use nicknames, but they are far more descriptive and impersonal, like “the emanator” for Acheron, or ���my trailblazing friends,” as if he’s putting distance between them.

However, he doesn’t treat “doctor” like this, switching it up by calling him doc or using it three million times in a row or tossing in the occasional “professor” which is used in the name teasing manner, as if it is Ratio’s actual name.

And speak of the devil; he also uses “gambler” in a unique way as Ratio utilizes it no matter what his mood is. Passive, embarrassed like in Avens kit demo, angry like when he’s feigning offense during the 2.0 scene. Even in different contexts Ratio will pretty much only ever refer to him like this when they are together. He also attaches “damned” and “dear” (although I think this is EN only) onto the nickname, and he repeated the “damned” a lot, almost making “damned gamber” another nickname in itself. What’s interesting is that when they are apart he actually calls Aventurine “Aventurine”, or “that man/our man” which seems to be reserved for Ratio’s more affectionate moments for him, even if they are buried by layers of tsundere (like his voiceline for Aventurine).

Either way, I guess what I’m trying get at is that they refer to one another in a really unique manner and I love it and it’s lowkey really homoerotic because what do you mean you have established exlusive nicknames for one another 🤨

[grayintogreen]

IM SORRY BUT I CANNOT BE STOPPED OR SILENCED I HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS AND NOWHERE TO PUT THEM BUT HERE. Don’t come for me.

Anyway.

What’s fucking amazing is how Gunn set up Rocket’s inventions to ALWAYS be one of the primary things that save the day, which is so meaningful given his VERY FIRST invention he made all on his own with no input from anyone else got his friends killed in front of him. He’s viewed that key as an albatross around his neck for a decade or so.

But in GotG the Hadron Enforcer is what gets the stone out of Ronan’s hammer so Peter can grab it.

In Vol 2 the aerorigs are a key component to the Guardians’ kit but it’s the bomb he builds with the Sovereign’s batteries that kills Ego.

It’s a little more understated in Vol 3, but Nebula makes a POINT to say Rocket built her new arm which was crucial in multiple conflicts (overriding the ship, stabbing Adam to get him to stop wrecking shop, etc.) And the thing that saves Rocket’s life when the High Evolutionary is rag-dolling him? Those gravity boots he was playing with in the opening scene.

Of course the story was always about Rocket. He’s the one who gives everyone the tools they need to win. He failed once to save his friends with an invention and that’s NEVER going to happen again.