#MOUTH FROTHING I NEED HIM

[kollvox]

Remember that Rescue Bots episode when HighTide got a Plesiosaur mode, and fought a giant mechanical squid? Yeah me too. Wasn’t his design so cool.

(This piece is also from a few weeks back) Where’s all the HighTide fans at we could all sit on a patch of fresh grass and have snacks together

[jabesa0]

💫Pillow talk💫

[pachimation]

so anyway, that one sparkle lightcone got me thinkin—

[butdaddyilovehimmm]

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

thinking about Eddie & hyacinths again

[issdisgrace]

Aaaahhhhhh he’s so beekeeping age ❤️❤️❤️

[emjiroki]

A smutty snack for Mr.Toji Fushiguro

We're looking at honeymoon destinations as we speak

18+ under the cut

"What happened to all that big talk at the bar huh?" Toji asked, a devilish look in his green eyes as he held your hips still, laughing as you whined and tried to move up.

"You're- You're too big" you squealed as he thrust his hips, burying even deeper inside of you. He was stuffing you so full you could practically feel it in your chest.

"Nah I'm not Kitten" he cooed at your whining, "I fit just perfect". The bulge in your lower belly said otherwise despite all the wetness leaking out and making the base of his cock creamy. Your thighs were shaking as you pulled off, leaving only the head in to try and catch your breath before he was pulling you down and impaling you again, a sharp cry electrifying the room as he rammed up against your cervix.

"Fuck" you moaned as overstimulated tears began leaking down your cheeks. This was too much, he was too much. The groan that puffed from his chest was borderline sinful as you clenched around him helplessly, Toji sitting up so you were chest to chest as he rocked you up and down.

"Need more of those pretty sounds babygirl" he purred, pressing his face into your breasts to suck up a bruise before gripping your thighs. Toji had you turned around onto your stomach before you could take your next breath. He hummed appreciatively as his big hand gripped your ass cheek, slapping it till it stung and you were trying to wiggle away.

"Might just have to fit into this pretty little hole next"

[kanaeris]

Dante WIP 🎀

[ddarker-dreams]

n darling hurting blade's feelings as she should .

[ourfag]

favorite thing is when a fic gives ed A Thing that is treated sympathetically but characterwise you understand why he would feel shame about it. tried his hand at painting but nobody he showed it to liked his pictures. aesthetically incongruous hot pink lava lamp in his room that he stares at when he’s thinking. threw a theme party that nobody came to bc he didn’t hype it up to anyone bc he was afraid they wouldn’t want to come. can’t sleep without his special blanket that he’s had since he was a baby

[not-another-robin]

I think God needs to give me $200 so I can get him. As a treat

[celenawrites]

lumberjack!price (who used to be ex military) rescues you, an injured traveller, when he goes to the woods one day to cut wood.

he finds you, buried in a thick layer of snow and injured with a twisted ankle and some cracked ribs and so out of it due to the pain and the freezing weather and as a good Samaritan, he hauls you away bridal style back to his cabin near the woods, isolated from society - the perfect place for him to spend his retirement while chopping woods, hunting for food, etc.

lumberjack!price who contacts his doctor friends and tends to your wounds, dressing your fragile skin with alcohol wipes and sterilized gauze, cuz the nearest town is at least two hours away from here. he layers you up with the thickest blankets he has, tries his best to assist you into changing into a spare pair of clothes (his clothes that are too large on your frame) and he restraints himself from registering how pretty you look in his clothes despite how banged up you have been atm. he lays you down on the sofa and tends to the fireplace with the chopped wood he has, ensuring that you're warm and safe and miles away from experiencing anything close to hypothermia.

lumberjack!price who feels how smooth and soft and perfect your skin is, your body is under his calloused, scarred hands and how all he wants to do is protect you from anything that can pose as a danger to you.

lumberjack!price who keeps waking you up every two hours cuz he's afraid you have been concussed. he wakes you up and feeds you some medicines and home remedies, maybe he cooks you some warm food - creamy tomato soup, grilled sandwiches, maybe a bar of dark chocolate he had bought on his last town run for groceries and utilities. he keeps checking your temperature and blood pressure, worried sick about you and he vows to take you to the hospital first thing in the morning.

lumberjack!price who gets to know you while you recover and stay at his abode (he insisted, despite you trying to leave and get in touch with your trekking team). he learns about you, about the job you had, about how you decided to join a trek group in order to make more friends and to travel in your free time, about how the snow blizzard had made you all split up and somehow you ended up fainting in the cold, left for dead. luckily, he found you and you'd forever be grateful.

lumberjack!price who insists on doing everything for you, but you're just as stubborn as he is. you bake him mug cakes and cook him your ma's signature dishes, and you offer to clean the dishes after the meal but he gives you a look that almost makes you falter, but your family has instilled values of gratitude deep into your bones, so you protest anyway - making him settle for you drying the dishes he washes instead. the scene is domestic, and price realises that he likes your presence in his humble abode quite a lot.

lumberjack!price who feels his heart break a little whenever he sees you recover steadily. he wants you to get better, can barely handle the days when your pain gets the best of you - but he cannot make peace with the fact that you'd probably leave the moment you're given the 'OK' from the doctor.

lumberjack!price who always comes running in the middle of the night whenever you wake up screaming from a nightmare (replaying the day you got seperated from your friends, except there's no one to save you). he shushes you, holding you in his strong, muscled arms as he promises to always look out for you and kisses your forehead as he rocks you back to sleep, letting your head rest on his chest and fall asleep to the lullaby of his heart.

[memorysuace]

i wanna throw apollo justice by his horns like hes that one girl from matilda

[frnkiebby]

fucking goofball~🎃

[grace122]

oh lord have mercy

[valleyoftheedolls]

oh lord jesus sweet baby jesus son of mary goodness gracious thy heavens the white pearly gates of heaven