#John came

[amagnificentobsession]

This amazing human says more with a look, a raised eyebrow, the slight almost imperceptible tilt of his head than others can say in a complete thesis……. Myself included.

And John Cales voice makes this even more haunting.

It’s become one of my favorites on my playlists. And in my minds eye, I see Michael every time it plays.

♥️🔥✨

[simonbrain]

going to town on yourself after a long, gruelling week of work, legs spread and your face all fucked out as the vibrator between your legs buzzes deliciously against your clit. you were using the sheets to cover yourself, but they're all soaked; oh well, it's getting stuffy anyway. best to kick them off to avoid overheating.

you're so caught up in chasing your fourth orgasm that you don't realise in the fat ass window that grants you a beautiful view of the city are two men standing on top of a suspended platform, looking right at you. the one with the mohawk gawks, his mouth hanging open, maybe even a little bit of drool seeping down as he eyes the mess between your thighs. the bigger one wearing the black disposable mask sucks in a breath, his jaw clenched as he catches sight of your pretty pink tongue sticking out of your mouth.

your glossy eyes blink open; you're so fucking close. all it takes is your focus darting over to the window where those men are intruding on your privacy, and suddenly you're squirting, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you experience the most intense orgasm in your life.

(the two window washers are still staring at you when you take a peek at them, unmoving. their intense gazes manage to snap you out of your daze, and you feel around for the remote to roll down your electric blinds before you hide your face in a pillow, your stomach still fluttering.

good luck trying to go outside to run your errands later on; you don't even make it into your car before you're cornered by the same two creeps in the car park.

maybe you should have closed the blinds before you started. oops.)

[ralfmaximus]

Market. Has. Spoken.

[nikoisme]

I started listening to malevolent not long ago and wanted to draw out this bit rq haha

[thekingofspin]

[hai-nae]

[bunny-jpeg]

*whispers very quietly* alpha!price with an adorable little omega who he maaaaaay have forced mated with. you were the little barista he saw every morning before he headed to work. while he doesn't see you, but follows a lovely scent to the car park behind the shop. he finds you pitifully trying to control your heat enough to drive home. his scent pulls you in and with big, glassy eyes, you near beg him to do something about all this heat in your body.

and well, price wasn't going to let you suffer.

now as you ride him on the couch during a match, his rough, calloused hand grasps your throat and he can feel the uneven scarred skin over your scenting gland. a mark he gave you <3

[spitedemon]

i really don’t think it’s “typical dragon age fandom nonsense” for people to be genuinely upset about the world state choices. combat, level design, art direction, gameplay gimmicks, those have all varied across each dragon age game. the one thing that’s remained constant are nods to our previous choices.

i wasn’t expecting my HoF to come riding in on a griffon, but i can’t find a monument dedicated to warden tabris somewhere around the anderfels? lucanis couldn’t have some lines about the time that one arainai boy was stirring up trouble in antiva city? you’re gonna tell me that making a mage the new divine wouldn’t have some impact on nevarra and antiva? on the anderfels, the supposed most devout militant andrastian nation in thedas? you’re saying nobody in the north is paying attention to who rules orlais or ferelden? come on.

[temeyes]

johns

[gauloiseblue]

This is Price. You can't change my mind

[zivazivc]

. . . 😳

[potato-lord-but-not]

something something some call it madness I call it love etc etc

[waistcoatsandwhatnot]

"I am entirely my own. I have been, and will always be." Malevolent Part 43

[jupitersmoon167]

TF141 x WronglyAccusedTraitor!Reader trope where they die from their injuries shortly before/after the task force learns that they weren’t the traitor (they watch in silence as the medics try and bring them back, but the wounds from all the torture the team brought upon them were too severe)

TF141 x WronglyAccusedTraitor!Reader trope where the team has to live with the fact that their teammate (who thought of the task force as their family not that it mattered when it really counted) died for no reason, afraid of the ones they thought they could trust

TF141 x WronglyAccusedTraitor!Reader trope where the team has to break the news to the their family that their child is dead (do they tell them that they’re the reason their child wasn’t coming back?)

TF141 x WronglyAccusedTraitor!Reader trope where the team never gets the chance to make up for what they did (not that they would ever forgive them in the first place) and take that guilt with them for the rest of their lives, always pondering what if?

[ghost-with-a-teacup]

smutty brainrot part 3...?

you lay spread out on a desk, simon's desk no less, with papers scattered all around you in an attempt to clear the space.

between your spread legs knelt johnny, eagerly lapping up the evidence of your arousal like a man starved.

but your eyes weren't on him, instead they were simon who simply loomed in the corner, eyes roaming your body unashamedly. his mask was rucked up from when johnny pulled him into a kiss not 5 minutes earlier.

when he catches you watching him, the bastard only smirks smugly.

"oh gods," you moan, your eyes shutting in bliss as johnny presses his fingers in.

simon clicks his tongue, making his way over before grasping your chin. "eyes on me, pretty girl," he says, but your body refuses to obey his words.

he clicks his tongue again disapprovingly, gripping slightly harder.

"are you gonna make me repeat myself, love?"

this time you force your eyes open despite the flush of embarassment.

"there we go, that wasn't so hard, was it?"

somehow even more arousal pools in the pit of your stomach, your mind growing hazy.

"keep talking, l.t, our girl seems to like it," johnny says before delving back in. this time he swirls his tongue around your clit, and your back arches of the table involuntarily.

simon hums, pressing his hand down on your lower belly to keep you in place. that only serves to heighten the pleasure, and you feel yourself rushing towards that peak.

"you're doing so good, love. taking it so well," he murmurs into your ear, and you practically sob in pleasure.

"im close, oh fuck please, im so close," you say with a shudder.

"come on, cum for us pretty girl," simon says, and like a switch flipped you cum immediately, johnny's fingers and tongue helping you ride through your orgasm.

but soon after, it transitions from being 'too good' to 'too much', but johnny was always known for his voracious appetite after all.

you can't even gasp out the words, but simon can read you like the back of his hand.

"that's enough," simon mutters gruffly, a quiet 'tsk' escaping his lips as he grabs johnny by the hair, yanking him away from between your legs.

his eyes are dazed, drunk on the taste of you and your pleasure as he grins goofily.

"so...round two?"

[dreamychaika]

crusty original + a little thing under the cut! :D

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started coloring the 1st page and liked this so here. karkat turned out cool too but not as cool as john here... then i gave up on coloring them all because i was lazy and/or rly wanted to finish another drawing!