#freaking 😭😭😭

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

that one execution scene

[savleye]

It leaked that the game freak devs working on Pokemon X and Y put born this way by Lady Gaga in the game code to test the audio and it's fucking killing me 💀 like I knew they were Gaga stans bc Elesa's design is inspired by her but this is so funny

[lotus-pear]

charm stat at debonair ‼️‼️

[raticalshoez]

They're like a packet of fruit snack gummies

[draculasdatter]

girl what kind of interview with the vampire is this

[sahkuna]

sukuna core <3

[yesloulou]

Max holding umbrella for Daniel in the Singapore rain ☔️ | Singapore GP 2024 🇸🇬

[soranker]

farcille life drawing session hosted by zeet studio sketch 🥹

[cryiling]

chat is this anything

[laminelfc66]

Yo soy espagnol tonight

[relaxing-n-podcasting]

Me to myself after this episode: It's okay Bonzo isn't real, he can't hurt you

British Magnus Protocol listeners talking about Mr. Blobby:

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

to be treasured

[honeytrap-graham]

daniel immediately saying yes to fucking a stranger in a coffin truly is armand’s gremlin freak match made in hell

[lotus-pear]

free will is drawing ur two favorite characters together and making them gay

[3amfanfiction]

So Simon Riley is THE strict daddy dom and he flourishes in that role. There’s no one made for it quite like him.

But our baby is traumatized, folks.

He’s seen things that no one would ever want to have seen. And that leaves scars. And with how he treats you in the bedroom (with your enthusiastic consent) sometimes his feelings will come forward in an unexpected way.

You were both breathing heavily, coming down from an intense session, neither of you able to move quite yet in order to get cleaned up.

After a minute you were once more in your body and you look over to Simon to check in. He’s normally up before you, getting the washcloth, holding a cup of water for you to drink, soft touches brushing over any lingering marks, sweet words being murmured.

To your surprise he’s still in the same position, breath continuing slightly too fast to be normal. Simon? Hesitantly, your hand stretches across the bed to rest your fingertips on his wrist, your touch as soft as possible.

You know for sure something is wrong when he pulls back from your touch, as if ashamed.

Simon, sweetheart, is everything okay? When there’s no response you switch tactics. Scooting as close as you dared while still not touching him, you begin to talk.

‘You did so great for me baby and no one is mad at you. You were absolutely perfect.’ ‘You made me feel so good and gave me exactly what i wanted.’ ‘You’re so good to me sweetheart. You’re SO good.’ ‘Can i touch you?’

When he finally nods, his breathing becoming steadier as you ramble soothing affirmations, you don’t waste any time before placing your hand gently on his wrist. You start stoking back and forth, dragging your fingers and palm along his forearm.

There we go, love. Everything is gonna be okay. I loved every part of that and i love every part of you okay?

When he finally moves its to pull you to his chest, your face tucked into his shoulder before he rolls over you, cocooning you in his arms, sandwiched between his body and the bed. His arms tighten around you before he lets out a shaky breath and settles in for the next little bit, still focusing on your soothing words and your hands stroking his back softly.

He’s so strong for you, all the time. And every once in a while you get to be strong for him, too.

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[shartfinz]

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