#SO DOWN BAD

[peachymaryobrien]

[cherryfrosted]

i love my senior citizen he looks just so happy to be there IM CRYING

[fairyofshampgyu]

Need to mark Beomie’s tummy up so badly like this…! He’s literally got the prettiest body ever and such a small waist like imagine gripping his waist so hard and digging your nails into his pretty creamy flesh and kissing and leaving hickeys on his tummy, also scratching and marking as he squirms and whimpers, cock dribbling a little just at you touching and marking his body bc he’s so sensitive and he’s whining bc he wants you touch him properly but he still lets you do whatever you want to him bc he’s yours after all, and when you ask he'll whimper and tell you he's only your pretty boy ! You still have to mark his whole body though in hickeys and bites so other people get it too, he'll end up cumming just from that bc of how oversensitive he is to all of it, hiding his face in the crook of his arm and moaning loudly with a gasp, embarrassed and cum covering his pretty marked body <3

[duncanor]

Viktor : I don't need Jayce, I'm breaking up with him 😤

Also Viktor, immediately after leaving : This is my brainrot partner Ja- I mean Sky..

Also also Viktor when Jayce is back from hell : omg, Jayce hiiiiiiii... It's been so long! here's my home address

[anyataylordelrey]

oh there’s just something about robert smoking 😩

[paigestrap]

gn head empty just this pic

[isagrimorie]

I love how whenever Faith wants to get Buffy’s attention she also wears a tight low cut shirt or a shirt with a boob window.

[moccajelly]

Man such a long while since I properly drew Alhaitham 😮‍💨

So here y'all go 😋

[yeonzzzn]

IM SO DOWN BAD

[deedeedeedeedeedeedee]

put me in a room with Jayce, Viktor, Caitlyn, Mel, and young Silco and I'll show them a REAL glorious revolution.

[fiorencepughs]

ik im down atrociously bad when im losing my mind over seeing the back of his head

[hawkeye4liferzzzz]

DOWN BAD.

[tategaminu]

Opeli: Prince Callum, Rayla was trying to cook and she ended up burning the whole kitchen. We also lost one of our guards in the fire. We need to take meas- Callum: Damn. What was she trying to cook? Rayla in the background: breakfast for you! Callum: awwww Opeli: Callum: Callum: well, what are you standing there for? that kitchen won't fix itself.

[sapphic-gardn]

rewatched saltburn today. anyone else have gay thoughts about rosamund pike throughout the entirety of the film or just me?

[a-very-sparkly-nerd]

it happened so fast and suddenly the only thing i saw was you

Callum is a sad boi when he can't cuddle Rayla anymore at the Starscraper lmao

Callum liked to think of himself as in-tune to his feelings. He was aware of when he was a jerk–which was frequent, but that’s what the Jerkface Dance was for–aware of when he was being less than clever, and aware of when he needed to take some medicine and a cold shower.

He certainly knew when he ought to be ashamed of himself.

He certainly shouldn’t be disappointed by the size of the bed, he should be grateful for the space and a pillow to himself, but all he could think of was how much he missed Rayla in his arms and him in hers at night, cozied up together solely for purposes of not freezing to death in their one sleeping roll after the other had fallen below the ice.

The blankets over his shoulders and pillow he hugged, because he just needed something to grasp, in no way made up for Rayla there.

And it was even more ridiculous because she was right there. Not even two feet away from him. Her back to him, silver hair splayed out on her own pillow catching the moonlight, she was close by. More than close by. He could still smell her, hear the little noises she made and feel how the mattress swayed with every breath she took. If he closed his eyes, Callum could fool himself into thinking it was her in his arms instead of the lemon-scented pillow.

He groaned and strangled the pillow even more, punching it down in frustration. This impossible girl shouldn’t be consuming his every waking thought, especially not when the fate of the entire world was on their shoulders, but he just couldn’t help it.

Damn hormones.

Bleary-eyed, Rayla tossed her shoulder over her head to look at him. “Callum? You okay?”

And of course he’d gone and woken her up.

“Yeah,” he said, attempting a reassuring smile. “Sorry to wake you up.”

Her eyes crinkled at the corners, and she rolled over to graze her fingers over his side. His breath hitched, but her movements didn’t stall. “Trouble sleeping?”

“I…” Callum swallowed, and her eyes dropped to watch how his throat bobbed, only serving to make it even drier. “It’s weird. So much space,” he said lamely.

“Well, we don’t have to take advantage of it,” Rayla said simply, offering an easy fix to a loaded situation, something decidedly much less chaste than just last night and the few before. Those times, there hadn’t been a choice–at least that’s what Callum told himself, sure Rayla was doing the same–but now? There was. They were choosing to keep doing what they’d been doing, sharing space and blankets and body heat, all pressed up together.

Callum turned so his back faced her, allowing her to draw him back into her chest and lace their fingers together in front of his stomach, allowing her to rest her chin on the top of his head. Allowing them to be close for no reason other than being close.

“Rayla?” he whispered.

“Hmm?”

He squeezed her hand tighter, tried to press them as close together as possible. Not that close would ever be close enough. “I missed you.”

He hadn’t said that yet. There hadn’t been a right time. Because missing her and loving her could go hand-in-hand but didn’t have to. It was much more important to love her.

And missing her was part of loving her.

Rayla’s breath hitched, the movements of her chest halting against his back for just a quick second.

“I missed you, too.”

[anyataylordelrey]

they all look incredible in this photo but jimmy…

never seen him look so godlike. there are no words in the english language i can use to describe how magnificent he looks.