#and exactly my Thing

[sleepywinchesters]

for the smutty prompts— buddie somno? 🥺💕

Teeheehee (Also send me smutty prompts here so I can have enough dopamine to study)

Buck was exhausted. Bone deep, ready to collapse the second he found a non-floor horizontal surface. But it was date night. Working with your partner was great, except it meant that when work got busy there was no one there to pick up the relationship slack. So he was going to drag Eddie to dinner if it killed both of them, but he conceded the movie was probably a bad idea. No one needed to pay $40 to take a nap when they could do that at home for free.

Still, despite the exhaustion, Buck was glad to have time with Eddie that didn't involve work. They could talk about the weird fish sandwich this place had; wonder who would choose salmon and brussel sprouts when there was other options. Eddie fed him a bite of his pasta, chunks of crab and shrimp in a white sauce, and Buck sliced off a piece of his sandwich for Eddie to try. They had held hands over the table, waiting for the check, and kissed in the car for a while before heading home.

As Eddie pushed him up against the front door, mouthing at his neck, Buck pressed his hips forward and- yawned. Eddie pulled back, looking at him incredulously.

"Really?" he asked.

"Sorry. Sorry. Just well- you were there."

Eddie kissed him softly, backing off. Which is not what Buck wanted. They had talked about it before, playing with sex while one of them was asleep. The opportunity had never presented itself until now.

"I know. We can just go to bed. Have slow morning sex."

Buck groaned, pulling Eddie back so their bodies were flush.

"Or," he said, kissing Eddie's neck. "We can do what we were talking about a couple weeks ago?"

"Hmm?" Eddie was distracted, as Buck sucked on the spot behind his ear that made his brain go offline.

"We can get in bed, and you can finger me open and fuck me until I'm snoring then keep going."

"Really?"

"I've missed you. Want you in me, even if I can't stay awake for it."

Eddie pulled back, looking at him, seeming to assess his sincerity. He tugged Buck back into a searing kiss by the belt loops.

"Yeah. Yeah. We can do that."

"C'mon then."

Buck pushed him back, leading him to the bedroom, working his shirt open as he went. He knew Eddie would follow him. He got there first and had stripped down to his boxers when he looked up and saw Eddie leaning against the door frame watching him strip.

"See something you like?" Buck asked, teasing.

"Mmmhmm. Finish getting naked, Buck. and get on the bed."

Eddie pulled his own shirt over his head, and shoved his pants off, barely taking the time to undo his belt. Buck flopped back on the bed, digging around for the lube in the nightstand. Eddie tackled him, pressing him against the bed as soon as he had it. He bit down on Buck's pec, just to make him arch up into his mouth and moan.

"How do you want me?" Buck asked, stifling another yawn.

Eddie pressed their hips together, their cocks catching. Buck pulled him into a kiss that was more tongue than lip, tasting him, while Eddie ground against him. Eddie moaned as they lined up, velvet skin creating friction, smoothed only by pre-come. Now that he was horizontal, Buck could feel himself relaxing into the bed, eyes getting heavy.

The kiss got lazier as Buck settled. Eddie pet over his sides, soothing him, even as his cock twitched against Eddie's, and his hips moved of their own volition, seeking out more stimulus.

"On your side, sweetheart. Let me see that ass."

"Okay," Buck agreed easily, rolling over.

Eddie was pressed up against him immediately, cock sliding into the crease of his ass. Buck moaned. He needed more. Eddie was on the same page, reaching for the lube and popping it open, smearing some on his finger.

"Relax for me. Get comfy and let me take care of you. If you drift off, you drift off yeah?"

"Yeah."

Buck could feel Eddie's fingers at his rim, rubbing gently. The pillow was cool under his cheek, a delightful contrast to the hot line of Eddie's body against him. He closed his eyes and pressed back, wanting to at least feel his fingers before he fell asleep. Eddie obliged, pressing one in, the stretch enough to perk Buck up just a little. Enough to press back into the sensation. Eddie's hand wrapped around his hip, keeping him still. He pressed a kiss to Buck's shoulder.

He crooked the finger inside him, just a little, before adding a second and rubbing against Buck's prostate. Buck felt himself leak more pre-come, smearing on his stomach. He was comfortable though, thoughts wandering to how good Eddie felt inside him, how he was going to wake up in the morning to the feel of his come still inside him. No one else would take care of him like this while he dozed; no one else he would trust to.

Eddie was muttering against his skin, sweet nothings that drifted over Buck's consciousness, as Eddie stretched his hole. His whole body felt warm. He must have dozed off for a few minutes, because he roused when cold air rushed against his bak, and he groaned in displeasure.

"Hey, baby. Just getting some lube. Go back to sleep."

Buck was inclined to agree. He shifted a little, vaguely aware of Eddie coming back, pressing against him, lips against the back of his neck. He could feel Eddie press into him, splitting him open. Normally, he'd be pressing back into it, trying to get Eddie to go faster. Instead, he relished in the stretch, brain going to all the times they'd done this before.

Before he knew it, the slow roll of Eddie's hips had soothed him, his body going slack. Eddie watched his sleeping boyfriend, face peaceful, and almost stopped. He pulled out, only to have Buck, even in sleep move his hand clumsily towards him, trying to get him back in.

"Ok, ok. I got you. I'm so close, honey," he said.

Buck couldn't hear him, of course, but it kept him focused. A hot ball was forming in his groin.

"You're so good for me. I love the way you trust me, let me have this. Let me have your body. Gonna make you come without even waking you up. Bet I can do it."

Eddie moved his hips as fast as he dared. He could feel Buck start to come, walls clenching around him before his cock spurted. Buck groaned, enjoying the orgasm, even in sleep. Eddie wondered if he was dreaming. He paused, waiting for Buck's breath to even back out before thrusting a few more times, coming deep inside him.

Buck shifted closer, not letting him pull out. He stirred enough to mutter something Eddie didn't fully understand, but got the gist of.

"I got you. I'm not going anywhere."

Buck sighed, fully relaxing into the bed. Eddie got comfortable, sleep overtaking him too. If he woke up to Buck thrusting against him in a few hours. Well, they could both take what they needed.

[krysmcscience]

I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.

Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:

Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao

this is so stupid :D

Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.

[goatsandgangsters]

how to find literally any post on a blog in seconds (on desktop)

there are so many posts about ~tumblr is so broken, you can’t find any post on your own blog, it’s impossible, bluhrblub~

I am here to tell you otherwise! it is in fact INCREDIBLY easy to find a post on a blog if you’re on desktop/browser and you know what you’re doing:

url.tumblr.com/tagged/croissant will bring up EVERY post on the blog tagged with the specific and exact phrase #croissant. every single post, every single time. in chronological order starting with the most recent post. note: it will not find #croissants or that time you made the typo #croidnssants. for a tag with multiple words, it’s just /tagged/my-croissant and it will show you everything with the exact phrase #my croissant

url.tumblr.com/tagged/croissant/chrono will bring up EVERY post on the blog tagged with the exact phrase #croissant, but it will show them in reverse order with the oldest first 

url.tumblr.com/search/croissant isn’t as perfect at finding everything, but it’s generally loads better than the search on mobile. it will find a good array of posts that have the word croissant in them somewhere. could be in the body of the post (op captioned it “look at my croissant”) or in the tags (#man I want a croissant). it won’t necessarily find EVERYTHING like /tagged/ does, but I find it’s still more reliable than search on mobile. you can sometimes even find posts by a specific user by searching their url. also, unlike whatever random assortment tumblr mobile pulls up, it will still show them in a more logically chronological order

url.tumblr.com/day/2020/11/05 will show you every post on the blog from november 5th, 2020, in case you’re taking a break from croissants to look for destiel election memes 

url.tumblr.com/archive/ is search paradise. easily go to a particular month and see all posts as thumbnails! search by post type! search by tags but as thumbnails now

url.tumblr.com/archive/filter-by/audio will show you every audio post on your blog (you can also filter by other post types). sometimes a little imperfect if you’re looking for a video when the op embedded the video in a text post instead of posting as a video post, etc

url.tumblr.com/archive/tagged/croissant will show you EVERY post on the blog tagged with the specific and exact phrase #croissant, but it will show you them in the archive thumbnail view divided by months. very useful if you’re looking for a specific picture of a croissant that was reblogged 6 months ago and want to be able to scan for it quickly 

url.tumblr.com/archive/filter-by/audio/tagged/croissant will show you every audio post tagged with the specific phrase #croissant (you can also filter by photo or text instead, because I don’t know why you have audio posts tagged croissant) 

the tag system on desktop tumblr is GENUINELY amazing for searching within a specific blog! 

caveat: this assumes a person HAS a desktop theme (or “custom theme”) enabled. a “custom theme” is url.tumblr.com, as opposed to tumblr.com/url. I’ve heard you have to opt-into the former now, when it used to be the default, so not everyone HAS a custom theme where you can use all those neat url tricks. 

if the person doesn’t have a “custom theme” enabled, you’re beholden to the search bar. still, I’ve found the search bar on tumblr.com/url is WAY more reliable than search on mobile. for starters, it tends to bring posts up in a sensible order, instead of dredging up random posts from 2013 before anything else

if you’re on mobile, I’m sorry. godspeed and good luck finding anything. (my one tip is that if you’re able to click ON a tag rather than go through the search bar, you’ll have better luck. if your mutual has recently reblogged a post tagged #croissant, you can click #croissant and it’ll bring up everything tagged #croissant just like /tagged/croissant. but if there’s no readily available tag to click on, you have to rely on the mobile search bar and its weird bizarre whims) 

[starcurtain]

Please someone redraw this with Dr. Ratio and Aventurine because this is the exact vibe they have in my head post-Penacony.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

obligatory beach divorce doodling

bonus rough cover redraw of x-men #41 (1995) But Beach Divorce below cut

[imclou]

there's no way he said that so confidently

|| Bonus ||

[ruushes]

couldn’t believe how unbothered all the responses were by being ambushed w this in the middle of a goofy fun circus date like can you NOT ask me that we JUST started holding hands

[hinamie]

i'm exactly as normal about him as I thought I'd be

[futuristichedge]

Someone I am not

[proxycrit]

(I point. Gently, in the voice of somebody who’s mind touched by the outer gods, i whisper truth in your ears:

Your honor the horses are now lesbians

(Anyways here’s the designs)

[lazylittledragon]

ok someone please correct me if i'm wrong but am i weird for thinking those 'audiobooks don't count as reading' posts are ableist as fuck????

[krysmcscience]

Call this the Whoopsie AU (it's barely an AU)

I mean. Narinder never explicitly SAID the Lamb would stay dead... :3c He probably should have been more specific. >:3c

Part Two:

Well. The Lamb tried, but...sorry, Nari, the crown hates you now. Shouldn't have been so quick to lend it out, I guess. :D

Aaaand Part Three:

'Isn't he just adorable?' -The Lamb, probably, while their followers smile and nod and internally scream at the brand new hellcat they now have to share living space with...

Anyway, nothing says 'Dead To Me' like following a person around to loudly remind them of how dead they are to you. Right? Right. Narinder's got this all figured out. <:]

[plistommy]

A Bambi

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Eldritch/not-entirely-human Grunkle Stan stories have been eating away at my brain, so I have a silly little concept of Mimic!Stan.

He and his Mystery Shack are both mimics that lure tourists in as a literal "tourist trap" to gather and devour them! Since the house is alive, it raises a few (read: several) child safety concerns that lead to a LOT of rules to be created for Dipper and Mabel to follow when they eventually arrive, such as:

Be careful not to get lost in the winding hallways! The Mystery Shack is bigger on the inside, and you don't want to end up in the wrong areas.

Don't go through randomly appearing doors, they may eat you.

If you think you feel the walls around you breathing and the floor beneath you shifting, no, you don't.

If you think the walls feel a bit damp, you're imagining it.

Watch your fingers around windowsills! You wouldn't want to lose any of them.

Don't linger too long under the doorframes; it may start feeling like they are slowly constricting around you.

[sualne]

cross guild plays uno

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

I always have a soft spot for characters who have a protective streak for another out of gratitude for their kindness towards them, but Charles’ protectiveness towards Edwin really hits a particular way because it’s so so apparent that it’s specifically about wanting Edwin to feel as safe and as comfortable around him as Edwin made Charles feel in his dying moments. I’m going to shatter like glass.