#LIKE I SAID today is Bad

[hobisexually]

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[skunkes]

[xxplastic-cubexx]

if i said i picked up this issue for anything but drunk erik i fear i'd be lying

(Wolverine (2020) #3)

[6ebe]

China and Taiwan sharing a joint bronze medal in horizontal bar is a hilarious unintentional unparalleled sports diplomacy moment 🤣😭

[moeblob]

A lil guy !

[egberts]

happy bratz community is furious day

[magicandmundane]

Omega: Focus on the bigger mission, Crosshair.

Crosshair:

[abyssal-ilk]

dragon age in general. why the fuck are you like that about the qunari and the qun.

[naamahdarling]

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[jasperyourmutt]

zonked out on the dog bed snoring up a storm. you come over and rub the soft spot on the top of my nose. i let out the most contented sigh

[lost-in-fandoms]

would LOVE to hear about vampire daniel and maxy w sweet little bite marks up his thighs and throat

babe I will try to keep my brain under control for 5 seconds and write this for you because i love you (part 1)

cw: blood drinking, explicit sexual content

Max is always beautiful in Daniel's eyes. He's beautiful when he's wearing his helmet and race suit, he's beautiful in sweaty fireproofs and disheveled hair, he's beautiful in his suit and silly bow tie. He's beautiful when he's sitting at the kitchen counter, early morning light hitting his naked shoulders, sleepy eyes focused on the phone in front of him.

But Daniel does have a favorite. His favorite is Max like this, spread out under him, flushed and pliant, the most gorgeous noises spilling from his red lips. Daniel's teeth marks blooming on his skin.

He noses along the fuzzy hair on Max's thigh, feeling the muscle jump under his tongue.

"Be still, Maxy, be a good boy," he murmurs, words rolling off his tongue like they have physical weight, spilling between his fangs.

He's not even hungry right now, but he can never resist the pull of Max's blood, singing sweetly just behind the thin protection of his milky skin.

Max moans when Daniel bites, hips jumping off the bed, desperately seeking friction against nothing, hands twisting in the sheet. When Daniel looks up towards his face he can see tears rolling down his flushed cheeks.

He pulls off after just a sip, licking the bite closed, watching a bruise form almost immediately, joining the one just a little above it.

So, so beautiful.

"Daniel..." it comes out as a slurred groan, one of Max's hands flopping over to grab at his shoulder. Daniel pauses, carefully listening to his heart, afraid for a second of having taken too much, but Max's heart sounds as strong as always, if not a little frantic with desperation, and Daniel smiles, unbothered by the trail of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He moves to the other thigh, presses a kiss close enough to Max's groin to make him shudder, fingers pressing into the muscle.

"Come like this, baby."

Max moans again, dick jumping, a dribble of precome adding to the small puddle already forming on his stomach. Daniel always loves making him come untouched, but he knows Max will need a little more stimulation than that, so he puts a finger in his own mouth.

When he takes it out to press it against Max's hole, his saliva is tinged pink.

He keeps his eyes on Max when he bites. On his face, shiny with tears and drool, on his lax, red mouth, on the way his muscles jump, abs contracting with a punched out moan.

When he presses the finger inside, he sucks a little harder, knows Max will feel the difference, knows the bruise will be even bigger. Blood fills his mouth, sweet and rich, just as pearly ropes of cum hit Max's stomach and chest, Max's cry of pleasure everything Daniel can hear over the wild rhythm of Max's heart.

He eases off gently, afterwards, closing the bite and carefully taking his finger out of Max.

"Good boy," he whispers, one hand finding Max's, the other keeping him still as he laps at Max's cum, tongue working over his trembling muscles.

When he looks up, Max is smiling down at him, eyes glazed over, looking as sated as Daniel feels.

[unfortunatelyreturned]

i cannot overstate how much i adore the relationship bad has w the french gang

like, he may be family as pommé's dad, but he is also just their family. straight up. they all stick up for him so readily and hes a part of the team. bad and baghera are siblings. pierre took the waystones bc he was upset about how ppl were treating bad about the furniture disappearance. antoine may joke but he is on bbh's side every time i can remember. etoiles is the only one on the island that really understands how strong bad is and my god does he want to see it in action.

no matter what thats their bebou!!! it just really makes me

also i really fucking love the mental image of these fuckers rockin up to the island via planecrash and maybe one of them is human at most but they all see the literal grim reaper and go "ur nickname is now baby ^_^" and now he is forever their bebou

[angelpuns]

Would be superb if every day off I didn't become paralyzed with anxiety because there's nothing substantial to distract me from it. Would be really great if that didn't happen cause I still have stuff to actually do but its not as immediately pressing as my actual job.

[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

Please, someone stop me from listening to Josh Groban, because otherwise I will end up DRAWING ANOTHER "MOTTIE AT BED" ARTWORK.

Like seriously, I cannot.

When I hear him sing "You have no idea" all I can hear is Mathias singing to Dorothea AND MY HEART CANNOT TAKE IT.

IT'S EXPLODING WITH SOFT TENDERNESS.

(and I have become the joke of my own household, because my husband, loving Josh as much as I do, now DOES IT ON PURPOSE OF PUTTING HIM ON OUR SPEAKERS, especially when he sees that I am busy working on something not Mottie-related. He knows how my brain works. HE KNOWS IT. So if sometimes you see me derailing, IT'S MR. NEMO'S FAULT AS WELL).

[moonkhao]

hi.

[hballegro]

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