#and thank you! ilu!

[joeyclaire]

hi random person here lol but i just want you to know that ive never seen iasip but i still enjoy seeing u post abt it (nd ur other fandoms) to the degree that i almost called cloudy with a chance of meatballs its always sunny in philadelphia when my 8 yr old sister was watching the cloudy with a chance of meatballs tv show that i didnt know existed but apparently does. anyway godspeed with the charlie day posting 👍🏽 !!!

i’m laughing my ass off over this

[blindmagdalena]

I’m so sorry Amy this is NASTY but from the moment I saw the chest fuzz on HL my first thought was how sensitive it would make the nips when fucking cause of the texture

18+ homelander x reader. boob stuff, body hair appreciation, overstimulation, flying sex, cream pie. never apologize to me i will always make it nastier. 🖤

At first the brush of it is divine. It wrings a gasp from low in the back of your throat, has you kneading the taut muscles of his back while he pounds into you. Homelander's body hair isn't overly coarse, but it hardly matters when his chest is pressed flush to yours, his lips on your throat.

You feel his every huff and whimper more than you hear them. They pair perfectly with the desperate grip he has on your hips, holding you in place with his whole body as he fucks you against the ceiling.

Now the grind of his chest against yours is beginning to take a toll. You shiver with his every move, growing more and more tender with the friction. Your cunt quivers tight around his cock and he stifles a hot moan into the crook of your neck.

His cock, more thick than long and nicely curved, strokes that sweet spot inside you that strikes stars behind your eyelids with every snap of his hips. You fist your hand in his hair and pull until his lips meet yours.

"Fuck," he gasps against your lips, threads of saliva snapping between your hungry mouths. "You drive me fucking crazy."

"Don't blame me for that," you respond breathlessly, licking right back into his mouth. "You were there when I got here."

He grins, giving a ravenous little growl and a sharp thrust. "Fine. Crazier."

The two of you climax like that, entwined and floating high off the ground, your ascension halted only by the height of the ceiling. Only once the aftershocks fade out does Homelander begin to sink back down to the bed. You feel as if you're in the clouds, floating on euphoria and his warm, soft body.

Still trembling, you lift yourself up. This is how you had started; astride him, riding him until the wild bucks of his hips had lifted you both up, up, up.

You smooth your hands down your own chest, goosebumps erupting everywhere. You give his pec a slap, the thwap of it dulled by the padding of hair. "You rug burned my whole chest," you chastise, though your tone is colored by your smile.

He sucks in a breath, contemplating the condition of your skin as he blows out a raspberry. He cups your breasts in gentle hands and pushes them together and up, meeting the pearl-soft flesh of them with his lips. He kisses apologies all over each one, flicking his tongue over your nipples for the way you gasp and tug his hair when he does.

His spent cock, still buried deep inside you, throbs valiantly as he sucks one breast into his mouth, tonguing your nipple in slow circles. You shudder and grind down in retaliation, the both of you hyper-sensitive, moving leisurely against one another as your satiation passes and the need for more grows.

You ride him slow and deep until he comes again. You rub your clit to the feel of his mouth on your chest and his come dripping out of you until you, too, orgasm, the tight spasm of your cunt reducing the most powerful man in the world to a simpering mess between your thighs.

The two of you untangle your limbs only to jigsaw right back together, his back to your sensitive chest, your arms around him, fingers scratching through the very hair you complained about.

"I could start waxing again," he says, words lazily slurring together.

"Don't you dare," you murmur, nuzzling the spot just behind his ear, kissing the shell of it. He interlaces his fingers with yours, squeezing your hand to his chest. "You're perfect as is."

You don't need to see him to know he's smiling. You feel it in the slant of his lips when he presses the back of your hand to them.

[attyrocious]

its trad art weekend. have a law warm up before i go to zine dungeon

[chick-it-out]

if you are alive in this world. i am proud of u

[itsphantasmagoria]

I KNOW I said the last one was the last Recursion fan art, but @drarrymyheart commissioned me to do the quantum entanglement scene and I came out of hiding to do it because LOOK AT THEM 😭😭😭

based on the fic Recursion by @tessacrowley ❤️

[snarkspawn]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN FRIENDS

[nagumoshoma]

I'm going to give you one more chance.

WE BEST LOVE: FIGHTING MR 2ND (2021)

[jake-and-amy-are-married]

[kymsys]

ME WHEN GLO

ive been reading the most beautiful stsg fic called

"Over the Threshold"

by fushiglow and when i tell you this is me while reading it. i meant it, i swear. this is literally me. PLS go read it, its like SO good, i cant. (these text fragments are just different pieces from the chapters, its not a cohesive text.) GO READ IT.

this is the way. i have spoken.

[xofeno]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JESSE LEE SOFFER! April 23, 1984 💖🎂🎈⛳🥳

[amberluvsbugs]

I'm so sorry for being late! Happy late birthday

[cosbeans]

he found those who share the memory

[squeakitties]

[deedala]

Florist Mickey seeing Ian for the first time as he enters Deadhead Flower Shop

🌷🍺 florist mickey and bartender ian 🍺🌷 flowers and brews drabbles here @heymrspatel's bartender ian companion art here!

[hyunpic]

2023 year in review with hyunjin [it’s a wrap] 🎉

[mmthemayoarts]

So about his air shoes' design for the movie