#Sweater weather

[cozy-vibess]

My dream autumn cabin🤎

[celesse]

Little Deer knit sweaters are now available! 🌼🦌🌼

Get one here 💖

[br3akfestattiffanys]

Frankie’s Bikinis ᡣ𐭩₊˚.⋆⁺₊

[hayweerc]

Sonic got his fur brushed thoroughly after a long winter. (Probably the first time he has ever been brushed, therefore he loved it.) I imagine he has a coat like a husky- of course with some hedgehog quills sticking out. And what do we do with all that fur? Not waste it, duh.

[fallingforfall13]

Expecting some heavy showers today, so I’m feeling this cozy rain aesthetic 🌧️🍂

[grenadehearts]

authors note: ohhh yeaaa a drunken makeout sesh w shinsou?? while the neighborhood plays.. should i continue this drabble further?

You and Shinsou had staggered up the stairs to some random, crappy bedroom, the purple and blue hue of the LED lights casting over him, making him look even more enticing than he usually did—messy, tousled hair, smudged eyeliner, and that cocky toothy grin that sent you to your knees with his hand fisted in your hair. Your hands tugged at his loose flannel, one buried in his purple curls while he guided you back—one large hand pressing against the small of your back, while the other cradled your face, angling you just right. Crashing his lips against yours in a kiss that was all mess, and searing heat with a taste of urgency, the remnants of cheap alcohol lingering on his tongue.

There was nothing gentle nor kind about his actions, they weren't slow or sweet—nor, was their any tenderness in the way he held you, in the way he devoured your mouth like a man drowning trying to grasp any amount of air out of his lungs, even the way his grip tightened against your back sure to be embedded into your skin by sunrise,  as he navigated you up the creaky stairs of some shitty college house party The farther up you went, the needier you both became. The pounding bass from downstairs softened, the muffled lyrics of Sweater Weather fading into the walls, drowned out by the way your breath hitched every time his teeth grazed your bottom lip. its muffled barely coherent lyrics mixing with the tiny gasps of air you and Shinsou stole between fevered kisses, the shuffle of his Docs against the wooden stairs filling the gaps in sound.

When another drunk couple stumbled past—her heels in hand, mini dress riding up to expose a shitty thigh tattoo she probably got to rebel against her parents—giggling against a guy clumsily gripping her waist—Shinsou yanked you flush against his chest, pressing his back to the wall, to avoid any drunken collision.

 His scent hit you like a drug—cigarettes, faded cologne, along with something that was  distinctly him, but there wasn’t nearly enough time to fully take it in before he was on you again, lips crashing against yours, rough and impatient. The cold metal of his chain brushing against your exposed cleavage, sending a delicious chill up your spine. And when he got tired of just your lips, his mouth trailed lower, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses along your jaw and down to your collarbone. His breath was hot, each exhale a tease against your skin as he sucked at the delicate flesh, leaving a pale bruise and a sleek trail of saliva.

But when your reaction wasn’t enough—when you weren’t trembling the way he wanted—he bit down, a sharp nip that had your thighs clenching on instinct. A breathy, involuntary whimper slipped past your lips. He heard it. Felt it. The bastard smirked against your neck, lips curving against the sensitive skin as his hand slithered between your thighs, fingers pressing right against that pulse point.

A shudder rolled through you as his breath ghosted over the shell of your ear, his voice low, rough, dripping with satisfaction.

"Atta girl," he murmured, fingers teasing against the heat between your legs. "Give me more of that."

p.s i've never written for shinsou so.. bare w me pls..

[sirsslvt]

titty Tuesday 🍒

[nanaminxs]

Sundress this sundress that.What about Jason Todd drooling over leggings in WINTER?Yes,plus with HIS sweater on.

Hello,have a sweet day/night my love.My firstime voicing my thought here.Kindly ignore if it doesnt make you comfortable!⛄

Welcome sweet thing! Thank you for coming on here, it’s greatly appreciated. Happy holidays💋

Jason’s always so used to sweats in the winter or baggy clothes from lots of people, so when you pop up with these leggings that hug everything in just the right places—he’s gawking.

Full on jaw dropped. And don’t get him started on seeing you in HIS SWEATER!!! Absolutely huge on you but it looks perfect against your frame.

He cannot stop staring at you, he’ll follow you around for ages—applying feather light kisses to your shoulders, hands on your hips as you sway to the soft christmas music in the background.

You’re perfect. He wouldn’t have it any other way.

Another thing he finds perfect is the way you look when he has your back pressed against his chest as he fucks into you from behind.

Rough and calloused hands either gripping your tits under your (his) sweater, or against your small bud for extra stimulation.

Seeing you basically in nothing but his top fuels something inside of him that drives him crazy.

“Look at you—so fuckin’ perfect, gonna stuff you full of my cum. Y’want that? Yea’?”

Seeing his nut come out of you is another one of his favorite sights.

[dailydccomics]

Batfamily and the Rogues by Dan Hipp

[uwudonoodle]

[oldfarmhouse]

[cozy-vibess]

A cozy, rainy day is all I need🤎

[shyblacksheep]

[coolchickblog]

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞...🍂☕️

[theknitpotato]

Can't wait for those gloomy fall days!!!

[fallingforfall13]

I want to move to a place where I can find autumn in every corner 🍂🧡