#ask to tag👍

[lemongogo]

sister hunna will see u now

[thedivinetexts]

Ghost sharing you with the rest of the 141, simply because he honestly can't keep up with your sex drive. Ghost fucking loves you, but he isn't in the mood that often. It's a wonderful thing when he is — he always gets you sobbing from pleasure with his nice, thick cock and dirty words spilling from his mouth — but it just doesn't happen much. Between his chronic pain flaring up or his ptsd rearing its head he finds it a little difficult to want to fuck you as often as you'd like him to. He knows you're more insatiable than him and he feels guilty sometimes, not being able to keep up; even though you have never and would never complain about the infrequency of sex.

Takes a while for him to come to terms with it. Takes a bit longer for him to decide on what he thinks is the only suitable option; let his mates, the men he trusts with his life, have their way with you. Starting with the one he trusts most.

It's nerve-wracking the first time he lends you to Captain Price, some cynical part of him worried that you'll like it a bit too much and decide Ghost isn't worth sticking around for. Ghost shouldn't have been worried though — Price sends along a video of him fucking you, assumedly recorded just seconds before. The noises you make are loud and filthy. You're clearly cockdrunk and almost incomprehensible when you whine. But when Price growls the question in your ear, you don't hesitate.

"Tell us who you belong to, sweetheart, go on. Who owns you, darlin?"

"S-Simon!" You moan, nearly sobbing it out. Ghost's hand is on his clothed cock as he watches you cry and squirm. "Ah, 'm Simon's! Please, please, fuck, please!"

Price chuckles and the video cuts just as his hips speed up. A moment after Ghost is finished watching, a text pops up underneath it.

> Got yourself a good one.

[sualne]

viola

[ping-ski]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @crystalmagpie447 !! tosses fistful of confetti and skitters away

[uncanny-tranny]

The whole "breasts shouldn't be politicized because the primary purpose of breasts is to feed babies!" can be a fine jumping-off point, but I really wish people thought deeper than that when we talk about the ways in which bodies are politicized and restricted.

Like, why's it that when we talk about breasts, they must have some Higher Purpose? It's true that breasts aren't inherently sexual, but they aren't valuable solely because they can potentially feed a baby. A human body doesn't have to serve a Higher Purpose in order for it to not be legislated against or policed, and I just wish people would remember it isn't always about babies, about other people, about anything else other than the people who have that body.

[ask-the-pioneer]

Out of curiosity why do you bow before eating?

"It's a sign of respect."

"When I kill to eat, I know I am taking a life. I do it out of necessity. The creature's life moves to me so that I can survive and prosper. With this gesture, I pay tribute to its sacrifice."

"The bow is also to acknowledge the work of a person who brought the food, to feed me and the others. You're not pressured to do that, but even if the meal isn't to your liking, you would still recognize the effort. Our colony was small, with Hunter as the only adult, so any food brought back was celebrated."

"In my later cycles, the ability to craft explosive spears became incredibly useful for hunting and self-defense. I had a natural advantage, but it was to be exercised with caution."

"Truth is, I can do a lot of damage with my «powers». It's a big, alienating responsibility. And it was an issue in my younger cycles when I couldn't control it well - sometimes people around me would get hurt, but despite that, I was shown kindness and given guidance by my mentor. My adoptive family did not treat me like a freak, and it mattered a lot to me. It still does."

"I feel no need for bloodlust. I am content with my life… for the most part. Whatever grievances I may have, I know it's bad to take it out on others. For the temporary relief it gives, you realize it really is not worth it. To kill for sport, it makes my stomach turn - a sad waste of life. Just because I can, doesn't mean I should. Cruel thoughts are the domain of a scared animal. I don't want to live in suffering because of such fear, and most of all I don't want my family to think less of me. Does that make sense? I wouldn’t want to disappoint them, or lose their trust…"

"When I hunt for food, I often think of what my mentor would say. Those thoughts guide my spears, the memories remind me to be kind in the face of the vast, indifferent world. Most of the creatures out there have it considerably worse than me, trying to survive nature day by day. I've been blessed with a mark, I know things that a typical slugcat would never need in their life. I don't think I can ever go back - knowledge, like my «powers», are both a blessing and a curse. And, dare I say, I think it is better that I have those powers… for I know, at the very least, that I trust myself to use them wisely."

"The bow is a sign of respect, and a gentle reminder of the things that I stand for."

[the-meme-monarch]

whatever get capsei’d

(fifth one is based on a doodle here and also a thing I’m writing)

if you ship scc go away from me👍 them’s brothers

[wszczebrzyszynie]

personal dress up doll

[beefcakekinard]

Bucktommy + 1 (palm kisses)

🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

1. palm kisses

Tommy knocks on the bedroom door. "Evan? You awake, sweetheart?"

There's rustling in the sheets as Evan turns over. He's just come off a rough 48, and Tommy kind of hates to wake him, but Evan insisted on getting up by noon - and Tommy knows all too well how important it is to keep a consistent sleep schedule. He steps into their bedroom and up to their bed, and smiles at Evan's sleepy pout.

"C'mere," Evan mumbles. He flaps the hand resting on the sheets by Tommy's hip. Tommy takes it in his own, brings it up to kiss Evan's knuckles. The smile that gets him is syrupy-sweet and dawns across Evan's face like sunrise. There's not a lot Tommy wouldn't do for that smile.

He pulls the sheets back and climbs onto the bed, crawling forward on his knees until he can swing a leg over Evan's body. Evan settles his hands on Tommy's thighs, drags them up and down, slowly; he slips his fingertips under the hem of Tommy's denim shorts.

"Hey there, handsome, you come here often?" Tommy asks, looking down at Evan from where he's straddling his hips. He settles more of his weight into the cradle of Evan's pelvis, rests his hands on the soft give of Evan's stomach.

"Mm, not often enough," Evan says with a pointed waggle of his eyebrows that makes Tommy laugh.

He leans down, his hands balanced on either side of Evan's face, and stops when they're nose to nose. He nuzzles the side of his nose against Evan's, briefly, pulls back when Evan tries to turn it into a kiss. Evan whines in protest and Tommy has a passing thought that there's no reason why that should make his heart melt. Drop the 'should's, he hears his therapist say, and dismisses the thought altogether.

He presses his lips to Evan's chin. "Can I help you?" he teases. Evan wriggles under him.

"Kiss me," Evan says and God - Tommy's heart leaps in his chest. He's so in love with this man it's ridiculous.

"Patience," he says, instead of any of the thousand half-thoughts racing through his head on the theme of Loving Evan Buckley. He kisses underneath the jut of Evan's chin, next, down his throat to his Adam's apple. He lingers there for a breath before he moves, on, down, to the base of Evan's throat and over, to the curve where his neck meets his shoulder.

He meets the neckline of Evan's t-shirt and Evan sighs, like he's as disappointed as Tommy is by the way it keeps him from Evan's skin. Tommy nuzzles across the fabric until he reaches the hem of the sleeve on Evan's upper arm. His access to Evan's skin restored, Tommy presses a lingering kiss to his biceps - huffing a laugh against the skin there when Evan flexes. He tucks his grin into the soft skin above the inside of Evan's elbow and nips at it, soothes it with a kiss when Evan gasps.

Tommy continues down Evan's arm, kissing a gentle trail until he reaches the base of Evan's hand. He curls his own hand underneath, cradling it like it's fragile, precious. He starts with the swell under Evan's thumb, kisses up each segment until he reaches the pad, then he moves over to Evan's pointer finger. He repeats the same steps each time, smiling when Evan's fingers twitch against his lips. Finally, after pressing his lips to the pad of Evan's pinky finger, he kisses the centre of his palm. He pauses there, holds the moment like he holds Evan's hand, then turns to make eye contact, holding Evan's hand pressed up against his cheek.

Evan's eyes are wide, his pupils blown, cheeks flushed a pretty pink that matches the berry-red of his birthmark. He exhales, the breath shuddering from his throat, and blinks. Tommy is taken by the sweep of his eyelashes against his pink, pink cheeks.

Wordlessly, soundlessly, Tommy repositions, settling back to hover over Evan's face. He thumbs the corner of Evan's lips and they open, just for him. Slipping his thumb to the hinge of Evan's jaw, he finally leans forward and settles their lips together. Evan's hand slides back, holding Tommy in place by the back of his head and he'd tell him there's no point - but that would mean losing the feeling of Evan's lips pressing into his own.

For now, he lets Evan know he isn't going anywhere the best way he can think to - with the pressure of his lips, the gentle sweep of his tongue, and the weight of his body, pressing Evan down into the mattress.

[harzeke]

yup guys it’s true. rehab au art in 2024

[radioroxx]

headcanon that people of the islands sleep schedule is like, four hours later than average.

they wake up at mid day, and sleep well past midnight. kids begging their parents on weekends to pleeaaase please let them step up just a little longer to watch the sun rise. early-riser visitors / tourists having to adapt to their horrid schedule because stars forbid theyre up and about at 10:30.

[starflungwaddledee]

💘 happy valentine's day! 💘

[l1ght-n1ghts]

what’s a snake, anyway?

[glowfangs]

[terristre]

I know request says closed but I just wanted to tell you that we’ll finally be getting the Glorious Masquerade event this month. Any thought pookie? You excited?

I AM COUNTING DOWN THE DAYS til i can bully this man 💥🥊

[icecreamsodaaaaa]

hiiii maybe this thang yuor art is genuinely sososo gorgeuousg

Hi :33 tried out a new more chibi-ish style :333

Also trying out a new watermark