#fell into the trap again!!!

[bogkeep]

me: wow i feel Bad. Positively Wretched. i shall take a sick day and stay home today

me: that will also give me many hours to catch up on my inktobers and mayhaps even do work on my thesis

me: how odd! i am feeling too bad to do any Work! who could have predicted this outcome

[dhwty-writes]

the mortifying ordeal of being loved by your friends

[videoworm]

[toherlover]

staying up past my bedtime reading a new percy jackson book at age 23…

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Good moaning. 😇

Well, you're a menace and I sat thinking about how pretty Curtis's eyes were, how tempting his beard was, and how he would just love on you that it was all-consuming. So here we are, another unplanned piece that I am currently loving for them. Thank you babes!

All His

A Curtis x Honey Drabble.

Summary- Curtis can't get enough of you being his.

18+ Only Blog.

A/N- Thanks for reading! It would be appreciated if you could leave a comment and/or reblog if you enjoyed what you read.

Life Is Short So Make It Sweet Masterlist

If he was a patient man, he would draw you right now.

Sheets crumpled across the bed with you stretched across them, your hands pushed into your hair as your body arched, quivering still in the aftermath of your last orgasm.

Your legs were bent with your toes digging into the mattress, your thighs had slapped together earlier when he pulled away, an uncontrolled move on your part as you moaned his name. In relief or a plea, he wasn't sure, nor did he care.

Your ass pressed against the bed, muscles taunt as you still rode that high. His hands curled around your hips, thumbs circling to merely touch your soft skin there. Your arousal glinted in your pubic curls, making him bite his own lip with the temptation to bury himself into you again.

Tongue or cock, he really couldn't decide what was better, either way, what bliss for him. "Good girl Honey." He rumbled out when you gave a soft sob, you were still struggling to come back down in the sweetest way. Unable to help himself from making you squirm a little while longer, his hand dipped between thick clenching thighs to swipe his fingers slowly around your clit.

So slow as you were sensitive, the slight touch still made you jerk. "Curtis."

"I know Pretty Girl, but you are so beautiful right now, I just want to see you like this a little longer." Your belly quivered as your body tightened again at his touch, the arch in your back just bending you that much more beautifully, he did that, made you into living artwork for him.

His plush lips curled around a tight nipple, an offering he wasn't about to say no to. Your hands unraveled from your hair, grasping at the back of his head as he dragged in more, knowing you loved the sharpness of his teeth and warmth of his tongue. You pushed him harder against you as you gasped.

Did you know the needing ache your noises caused? He had to get another one just like it, Curtis wanted all those noises for him, just him. They made his eyes blow almost black as you made it again when he claimed your other nipple, his fingers still buried between your clenched thighs working just a bit faster. "Oh god..." You panted, your nails curling to scrape against his scalp and dropping to his shoulder to grab on tighter.

Sinking into the bunched muscle like it could possibly save you. "I'm gonna come." His mouth smirked against your breast. Hell yes you are, it's mine.

You finally collapsed, spent into the mattress, pushing now at his head to make him back off with a pathetic whimper. "Please Curtis."

"I got you Honey, you did so good." Curtis knew he had to stop, at least for a little bit. You were twitching at the slightest brush of his body against yours as he pulled himself up to cup your face, letting his mouth skim across your parted lips while you tried to catch your breath. "Always so good for me Pretty Girl."

You curled into him, and he pulled you in close, his hand rubbing at your back to help relax you. "Yeah?" came your voice finally, needing that reassurance. Curtis didn't mind, he knew that sometimes you struggled by how much he loved you, craved you, worshipped you. You never had that commitment before and you were still wrapping your mind around it being possible.

It was easy for Curtis to do.

"So good Baby, when you're ready, I'm going to fuck you so good, make you feel how hard you make me, every damn inch will be swallowed by your cunt." His words were whispered in your ear, making you shiver excitedly in his arms. You finally lifted your face enough to look at him, unable to hide the excited little grin, your teeth tugging at your bottom lip. A playful little moan escaped you as you moved your mouth close to his.

Curtis should be patient, but he had a raging hard-on for you now that was driving him to the brink. His lips crashed to yours, swallowing your noises for himself. Your hand swept between the two of you, wrapping your fingers around his cock, circling your thumbs tip around his head. "Fuck me Curtis."

"Spread those thighs Pretty Girl, let me see my cunt take this cock." Curtis ordered, splaying you on your back once again with your legs falling open for him, without any hesitation of what he would see. "Fucking beautiful."

[daincrediblegg]

Genuinely with my whole heart I think 99% of lori’s beef with rick is that he was way too bisexual for her cis wasp ass to even begin to comprehend

[emmafaeru]

this is absolutely one hundred percent an otherside picnic blog now btw

[freebooter4ever]

People act as if music taste is immutable when in fact its simply what your ears have been trained on. Like they'll say 'oh i dont like this [instert genre]' when the truth is if you just TRY you can like pretty much anything. Granted when i was dating a heavy metal musician that genre didn't uh....stick long past the relationship ended.

but back in 2012 when i had just gotten out of my shitty abusive relationship and had started taking a dance class to reclaim my body and ALL my close friends had left the city post graduation for greener pastures at that point and it felt like i was the only person in pittsburgh and my dream job was my DREAM job but gosh i felt isolated...until i ran into naeem outside the studio and i asked him why he stayed in pittsburgh and he was like 'oh the underground music scene'.

Man i had no idea wtf underground music was, but he invited me to one of his shows, and i started going to those, and listening to the stuff he posted online. Like i was aware i was this sheltered suburban white girl from grunge city and that to really appreciate this music i was gonna have to study. So i did? and it worked? My choices in music still trend towards the type of stuff i listened to growing up, but damn if i didnt really enjoy going out dancing in the pittsburgh music scene for all those years. It turned me into a bit of a dancing music snob, nothing here in LA has been able to replace it ;_;

but I still love 90s top 40 shit too :)

[aryaaasee]

I'm so confused by who are the couple in Guardian. Like, wdym it's not the tired boss and the guy full of social anxiety???

[vv-ispy]

People point out a lot of Venti not doing his job, not governing his people, he sure can drink, but do you think the other archons ever look at Mondstadt and go "Venti....your nation has barely changed in over 2000 years"

[witchoflegends]

@of101 sent: "What if they kissed?" for a scene where our muses kiss.

Danger in New York City was something Karen had become used to. Still, she didn't usually seek out that danger. It always seemed to have a way of finding her. There's chaos as guns are going off in the street. Dust and rubble flying around with the bullets. Then her hair is being tugged at forcefully. Her back brought to cover the chest of one of the thugs. She recognizes what it's like to be used as a human shield. However, said thugs start dropping much quicker. Systematically almost.

Until finally, she hears one last boom and her assailant falls limb to the ground. Karen's ears are ringing as she searches desperately around. There is not question in her mind about who is responsible for these bodies, and the moment she spots him, her legs kick into action. "Frank!" she yells. Not sure how loud she is. All she can hear is her own heartbeat and the ringing.

She collides into Frank roughly. Arms going around his neck to pull him close, and then she's lifting herself up to place her lips over his. Not caring who sees, because she's just so happy that he's alive. Along with the fact that he saved her yet again. He deserves some kind of acknowledgement for that. It's been long overdo and she's not going to hold back because he's afraid of hurting her.

[melpcmene]

As someone who constantly keeps pins and needles in their foot. I know for a fact that Sonic has never felt such a thing in his life. His feet/legs do not get numb. Because he's running, always moving. ( Plus he stretches! He keeps in shape all the time. ) And he may freak out one day when he does get it. ( Especially if somewhere along the line, Sonic gets trapped by Eggman for like six months. Oh, I hope that doesn't happen at all! )

[facelessoldgargoyle]

I don’t think I successfully communicated that I was in love when I confessed my love…

[jesuscrab]

bye twitter. again.

[kiri-mikua]

gf and i were watching the barbie movie and even if i had heard of the tk scene before I WAS NOT READY HELP 🙈

she knows of course, so when it came up she was all like "this is the line" and started tickling me but since we were all cuddled up together i couldnt wiggle away and just stayed there all flustered hiding in her shoulder 🙈🙈

its such a wonderful movie tho ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ had a great time

[please-picturemeintheweeds]

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