#WHORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[sportsentertainers]

x | x

[trashgyrl]

a pain slut if i've ever seen one

[frownyalfred]

a nosy socialite at an event, leaning down: “Oh Richard, it must be so hard for you in that house, what with Bruce’s…proclivities for nighttime guests.”

Dick Grayson, fully aware at age 13 that Bruce Wayne is a Loser™ whose only “nighttime guest” is Clark Kent, who comes over to “review cases” with Bruce before/after patrol while both of them awkwardly ignore any and all tension between them: “Something like that.”

[sorchathered]

Please remember your favorite writers are attention whores with a praise kink, they need validation to survive. Feed them comments and reblogs to save a life.

[jay-wasstuff]

The group chat with Wade, Logan and Nicepool

[pinkfilm]

it’s like no one wants to fucking take their bloody hands and cup their lover’s face, making a streak of red on their cheek with their thumb before passionately kissing anymore 

[animatedtext]

[yurimartyr]

wow they literally got rid of the entire fucking site huh

[theemporium]

nobody touch me. nobODY FUCKING TOUCH ME—

[wetdreamsblog]

Fantasizing about being fucked and degraded by an older man 😍

[racewinnerlandonorris]

he’s a slut in a skimpy outfit.

[jay-wasstuff]

Bitches be like "this is my comfort character" and it's Logan the Worst Wolverine who hasn't had a day of happiness until Wade came in and gave him purpose, family and a new home.

[ozzgin]

man, now we just need pizza delivery, not enough money for pizza and it'll be another porn trope lol

gender neutral reader, NSFW, pizza sauce is back

Ordering pizza for you and your pals, except the monstrous delivery guy had other plans for payment.

"What took you so long?" one of your friends asks, somewhat baffled by the delay.

You straighten your clothes and try your best to walk normally, as if you weren't just ravaged by a beast, and place the bent box on the table. You can barely remember what just happened; all you know is that you'll be avoiding the stuffed crust. You don’t want flashbacks to your torn hole.

"What kind of sauce is this, even?" someone else has lifted the cardboard lid, gawking at the drenched dough. A sticky, white liquid is splattered over the pizza.

You realize, horrified, how careless you were in your erotic escapade.

"Maybe it's better if I order another one", you suggest, cheeks burning up at the idea.

Except this time, you open the door to two gargantuan creatures. Your fuck buddy has brought reinforcements.