#drooooooooling

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price as Nicholas Van Ryn - Dragonwyck (1944)

[inkykeiji]

oh my good god he’s wet he’s fucking soaking wet i am !!!!!!!!!!!!!! in love!!!!! （*’∀’人）♡

i love cassian andor (/▽＼*)｡o○♡

[mountndo]

@Jerbearfit

Drooooooool 🤤

[ellecdc]

MOTHER, QUESTION…

do you really think the guys would still like r if she were of a smaller size? going off of that boob/ass ask 😭

ofc. body type would not matter - you could have very small tits and James would still love your boobies. you could have 'no ass' and Sirius would still be groping it and shoving his hands in your back pockets

likewise, you could have the most volumptuous and juicy ass and Regulus - who isn't really an ass guy - would be fucking drooooooooling over it

they love you and your body

[bananielle]

holayyyy molayyyyy 😻😻😻 i have no words holy shit. berry you will always deliver!! 💗💗

୨⎯ "delicate" ⎯୧ (kdh)

+*:🍰:*﹤descrip. : trying something new w leehan!

+*:💚:*﹤content : sub tendencies!leehan x softdom tendencies!reader

+*:🍓:*﹤warnings : 18+, mdni <3, handjob, choking

+*:💗:*﹤word count: 1.6K

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Leehan has this way of loving you that makes you feel heavy, vulnerable, suffocated in the best way possible. With wide, watery eyes, he stares at you like you raise the sun and lower the moon, even now, when you have him pinned against the wall and your hand working his cock rapidly. 

His head is leaning back against the surface, but his glossy eyes are locked on you. You want to shy away from all that adoration, but it's useless – your eyes always fall back on Leehan, leaking with every gross, lovesick emotion you could ever feel for another person because you're no better than him.

His hips are meeting you halfway, thrusting into your palm. His neck is flushed and decorated with bruises you sucked into it moments prior, and weak, raspy noises leave it continuously. You lean up to suck more kisses onto it, lick stripes along his Adam's apple, and he groans at the feeling. 

You pull away to see the new marks already coloring, shiny with saliva, and you reach up to wipe the area clean. Your hand falters on his cock, distracted, and it's like something else is controlling you when your fingers drag across his throat again, feeling at the bump protruding from it. You lightly press on it. 

Leehan huffs out a deep breath, and you tear your eyes away from his throat to look back at his face. His eyebrows are furrowed in a silent plea, so you try it again, pressing your thumb against his throat a little harder. You're careful not to actually hurt him, and your breath catches at the way his eyelashes flutter. 

You position your hand so your palm is touching his adams apple, hand wrapped around his throat, and look at him again, check in on him. 

“Is this okay?” You ask, voice quiet and gentle. His eyelids are lower now, quivering like he's struggling to keep them open. His nod is short, movements restricted by your hand. He swallows, and you're addicted to the way you can feel his throat constrict and release under your hold. His hands are resting on your hips, so you bring one up and wrap it around your wrist. He lets you guide him easily, body pliant where it's slumped against the wall. 

“Will you tap me if you want me to stop?” You ask just loud enough so he can hear you, because you're afraid the air will crumble to pieces around you if you disturb it. He lets out a faint, breathless “Okay,” a tiny vibration against your palm that makes your panties wetten.

Your fingers squeeze around his throat lightly, just to test the waters, and Leehan's eyes flutter shut again. You give him a second to regain himself, and when his eyes open up again, falling onto your own, you wrap your free hand back around his cock.

His breath catches at the feeling, and he lets out a shaky sigh as you start a slow pace. You speed up gradually, and when your pace is back to how it started, rapid and relentless, only stopping every so often to thumb along his tip, you tighten your grasp on his neck, feel the delicate structure in your hold. 

Leehan's head knocks back against the wall, pretty eyes squeezing shut and grip on your wrist tightening. You pay close attention to see if he'll tap you, if he needs you to stop, but he doesn't. 

“Look at me, Hannie.” You whisper. You're not sure he heard you, but after a couple of seconds, his eyelids flutter open. They're lower now, from the force of his creased eyebrows, threatening to close again. It's surprising – Leehan is usually the one advocating for eye contact, but he can barely keep his eyes open. It's powerful to strip away the one demand he always gives you, to flip the switch and give it to him instead. You loosen your hold on his throat and rub the head of his dick again, gentler this time, because he's trying to say something. 

“Breathe, c-can’t–” He gasps out, hips rocking into your touch desperately. His voice is hoarse, words broken up as you continue stroking his cock, squeezing around it lightly, squeezing around his throat simultaneously, cutting off whatever else he had to say. 

Precum is leaking from his tip, spreading along your hand and his shaft, making your strokes messy and smooth. You lean up to speak near his ear. 

“You're so tender like this, with your life in the palm of my hand. D’you like it, Hannie?” Leehan likes when your voice is soft but teasing, whispering dirty words where only he can hear, so that's what you do.

His response is just a pathetic string of choked-off noises, nails digging into your wrist. He's stunning, but you tell him he looks pathetic, watch as the words settle along his skin. His mouth is hanging open uselessly, drool running down his chin. You attach your lips to his, kissing him roughly, while he pants into your mouth, desperate for the little air he can get. 

He’s trembling, grip sporadic as it tightens and loosens around your wrist. You watch as his eyes roll back into his head. His cock is hot and heavy in your hand, and it twitches right before he's spurting cum all over your palm. You release his throat, using your now free hand to press his hips against the wall as you work him through it. His throat is scratchy, whines breathless as he weakly tries to push your hand away from his overstimulated cock. 

You kiss away stray tears that fell at some point and left streaks behind on his cheeks, rubbing his shoulders soothingly as he catches his breath. He's just as beautiful now, face pink and eyes sparkling with stars in them, and you bask in it, sure that your own eyes are shining with love as well.

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a/n : a leehan choking fic that literally no one asked for, if you sent an ask i'm working on it sweeties <33 pls lmk if u read this & see any typos

[ivysangel]

andrew garfield’s spider-man is so attractive it’s not even funny who let this happen

RIGHT. especially in that first movie!!! i was DROOOOOOOOLING. i can’t even articulate how bad i need him after watching it like i’m sick 😭😭😭😭😭

[killerlookz]

just caught up with your last few fics (pt.2 of both just friends and she makes dirty words sound pretty; and is it really you?) cause uni got me feeling a bit hectic and yeah what more can I say? you always deliver 🥰❤️

also cannot wait for the messy 2020/2021 one (that joost is my roman empire like sir how can you be a whole ass ray of sunshine and at the same time look like the most absolute fuckboy I'm...) 👍🏻🫡

oh thank you so so much!!!! and also i wish you good luck with your studies :3 !!!!

BUT EEEE IM GLAD U GET ITTTTTTTT … that era is soooo not my usual type of guy but WHEW when i say i be drooooooooling over him 😭😭

[mettatons-fat-doughy-asscheeks]

You must have TVs all over the place...

I hardly doubt you don't have anything but the best. All your furniture must be super supportive as well as including plenty of other special features...

*Special features drooooooool?.... You must mean the cupholders mnf on my couches! It's super neat right? Another URP design by Alphys.

*Anywhere with a seat, with each and every one in the manor being graciously cushioned and widened, has a TV in view. That is a view without any need for head turning beyond a few degrees. Those flabby cheeks and pile of thick pancakey chins? Yeah they really severely limit his range of motion. Either he looks around with his eyes or slowly turns his whole body.

*GLOSH SLORSH GLOSH

*Like that. As far as special features? Remotely operated toys. It's in his bed too yunno. One more reason to not touch the furniture.... Or touch it lots depending on how big a fan you are.

[pupyuj]

BARKINF FOR THE FWB WONY OH MY FUCKING GAWD I ACTUALLY NEED HER SO BADDD AND THE VARSITY JACKET YUJIN HAS ME DROOOOOOOOLING AND OMSNDKSND THE THINGS ID LET THEM DO TO MEEEEE

- 🪿🪿🪿🪿🪿

wait... ya'll remember in magic words, wony mentioning "that hot soccer captain in that other university, ahn yujin-ssi"... what if mean girl wony and jock yuj—

[makoodles]

Hun, your writing has me drooooooooling it's soo good!!!!!!!!

heeheee thank youuuu omg pls i'm blushing

[phoenixwench]

drooooooool

So many wonderful options! Guess I know what I am doing for supper...well, once I check my pantry and figure out which options I have to work with....

life becomes so beautiful when you start cooking rice in liquids other than water

[ask-hannah-blog]

Oh, you'd make SUCH a hot Ogre...

Hehe Hyuk!

Naomi would absolutely rule that place if she were an ogre. They don’t have one so she’s be the undisputed queen!

Plus Ogre’s have those feet with two big toes -*drooooooool!*

[howdoyousleep3]

seb’s fashion game has (generally…) been so stepped up these past few months it’s so nice

I think he has looked incredible lately, absolutely. He's a stunner. 😍

[problematicanorexic]

your head will collapse,, and there's nothing in it. and you'll ask yourself. where is my mind where is my mind where is my minddddddddddddd

[lovlidollie]

“face the wall n’cover your ears, alright?”

i’m drooooooooling this has no right being that hot

omg rafe walking in on bunny holding a gun to groff (like the scene where hollis is shot)

spoilers below !!!! mentions of death n violence too

i like this idea because i think it would result in rafe killing groff, leaving (cough, cough) certain people’s fate on a different path — keeping them alive and well.

rafe would stroll in, only to have his heart plummet to his ass, seeing you shakily holding up a gun, eyes trained on the older man.

“hey, hey hey woah! ‘the hell is goin’ on?” rafes loud and panicked voice fills the room, making you jump which makes everyone flinch. his hands are up in the air like you had the gun aimed at him.

“rafe, so glad you’re here.” groff greets him as calmly as he can, glancing toward him reluctantly as to not take his wide eyes off you. “why don’t you tell this little lady right here to put the gun down huh? we can all just talk.”

rafe licks his lips, stalking closer. “wh—why? what you do huh? why is she — why is my girlfriend holding a gun to your face huh?” he raises his voice a little, watching the tears prick your eyes as you tremble, stiff and unmoving as you stare at groff.

“nothing, nothing just a little misunderstanding!”

the cameron boy turns his attention to you, even bending at the knees a little to level with you. his hands are infront of him now, wild eyes trying to grab your attention.

“hey, look at me alright why don’t you hand that to me? not gonna let anything happen baby just — just lemme have it.”

you trust him, and only him — but the second you take your eyes off groff, extending your arm to hand the pistol to your boyfriend, groff is quick to suddenly knock it out of your hand, sending the room into chaos as he charges at you.

naturally, rafe swings at him and the two begin to tussle, flying into furniture. avoiding the chaos, you crawl in your little white dress — still somewhat conscious of the fact you’re messing up your outfit and reach for the fallen gun once more, only for groff to grab it just in time, aiming it right at you.

groff pulls the trigger, but by some insane stroke of luck — the gun jams, leaving him confused and disorientated for a moment, leaving your boyfriend the perfect opportunity to grab it once more, the gun shooting out a delayed bullet straight into groffs leg.

the older man falls to the floor now, yelling, wincing and clutching his wound.

“agh! son of a bitch!” he curses, curling up and backing away until his back hits the cool marble of the kitchen wall. rafe licks his lips, catching his breath as he stalks toward the man, now fearful and small on the ground. “look i snapped okay, it was a mistake that i wont be making again!”

“yeah, nah… little too late for ‘mistakes’ now, isn’t it?” rafe screws up his face, lifting the gun to aim it at him. “you tried to shoot my girlfriend.” he observes, now eerily calm.

you stand trembling behind him, heart thundering in your chest.

“in my defence, she was going to shoot me first.” groff tries, causing rafe to scoff and cock the gun, causing the man to cower.

“pro’lly within good reason too, bitch.” he takes a few breaths before calling your name, hoarse voice just that tad more gentle. he doesn’t take his eyes off groff as a safety precaution, yet he waits for some kind of response.

“hm?”

“face the wall n’cover your ears, alright?”

“rafey, you’ll go t’jail again and—” you go to whine, emotional but he cuts you off impatiently.

“hey. i’m a killer, alright. s’who i am. just like my dad. wouldn’t have to be that way but — but people keep pushing me so… i got no choice. do as i say, okay? now?”

he waits for the sound of your reluctant scuffling feet, and even through the palms of your hands — the sound of the single bullet piercing the air is deafening.

[kingkatsuki]

SPOILERS FROM KNOCKOUT

Okay, I recommend for you to brace yourself cause this is gonna be loooong, but HOLY FUCK YOUR FIC IS BEYOND INCREDIBLE!! I don’t even know where to start cause I AM HOOKED. I’ve actually read the first half of it but I needed to send you some feedback cause otherwise it’s gonna be a whole novel if I write it on one go how I feel about Knockout^^’ This is gonna be a word vomit cause there’s so much difficulty to write in words all the storm of feelings I have about this!

I like the way you wrote the reader as strong and determined, but there’s still some obvious fears and fragile features. The first smut omg, so hot(the “watch the fuckin’ teeth” had me drool so bad) and I don’t know but I love how Bakugou smokes in this one. And Kirishima in the ring with Rappa *drooooooool* I just love how you wrote Denki, Sero and Kirishima so supportive, even if Sero was kind of mockingly suspicious of reader’s talents at first and I adore the way they call the reader babe! Kirishima is so kind and precious, the way he helps reader is just *mwah! Like the gentle giant he is!

I love the way you’ve written Bakugou as like very rough, seemingly ruthless and cold but the way he takes care of the reader and everyone just melts my heart cause I love guys who look tough on the outside but have a soft spot for anyone they consider family. I love how Bakugou expresses his feelings to reader more than rudely but underneath you can feel he’s really worried. When he helps the reader to train <3__<3 and when he fingers the reader after it*huff huff* And his looks! the scars, the stubble, the tattoos and veins on his arms, OMG THE VEINS ON HIS ARMS

I also enjoyed the way the reader slightly compared Shindou to Bakugou and pointed out the difference in how she fears them. It kind of hit close to home how the reader carries the traumas of the previous relationship and it affects when the second smut happens. My heart dropped to the floor when the reader just storms outside and breaks down crying cause that’s exactly how I’ve reacted in a similar situation. This fic caused some nostalgic feelings when I was a teen and watched Naruto, this was kind of the style I wanted to write back then but of course cause I was so young I never managed. I love love love this piece and I just know I’m gonna read it again when I finish this. This was just plain incredible, I enjoyed every single word I read. I started reading this at midnight and was supposed to read like first 15 minutes but JESUS I couldn’t stop, I HAD to stop when it was 2am but still I couldn’t sleep cause all I wanted to do was to finish it!

I’ve been meaning to do a ‘fic recommendation’ part at some point on my masterlist, is it okay if I link this there?

Thank you so very much for making such a masterpiece, I’m gonna reblog it later and add the rest then^^ Be sure to do some resting and spoil yourself cause you’ve definitely deserved it, I can’t even imagine how much work and hours you used into this one !

I’m genuinely so overly emotional that you went through all the trouble to send me a message this detailed about my fic🥺 I’m glad it came across that the reader was still a badass but obviously still holds some insecurities.

And omg throughout this I was struggling so bad to try and make Bakugou meaner because I’d decided so early on that he was gonna be so soft and protective over his friends😂 bottom line I wanted it to be that Bakugou and Shindou know they’re both not good guys, but at least Bakugou has empathy, which I think Shindou lost along the way (if he ever had it at all)

I wish I wrote like this back when I wrote for Naruto😂Shikamaru woulda owned his own first club for real for real!

You’re so kind for wanting to put it on your fic recs, I’d be so honoured🥺 thank you! And thank you for reading!💕