#gape me

[gongyussy]

forget the horrors and think about this baby achieving everything he wanted and more (first goal, 2005 vs 600th goal, 2024)

[stgroversfire]

ive seen some posts suggesting that during the 13 years, lwj truly believed wwx would come back. i was always under the impression that lwj had accepted that wwx was gone, but refused to move on, never replacing the hole in his life where wwx was and remaining faithful to him while trying to do right by him in raising sizhui and helping the common people. i took lwj not burning joss paper as more of a personal inability to let wwx go. (i know mdzs q literally has lwj saying "he'll come back" but im not aware of that being in the novels)

all of that being preface to the fact that my favorite part about lwj is how he lived for wwx and tried to carry his legacy on all while knowing he'd never come back. to remind yourself of your greatest loss, even going to far as to brand that loss on your body; devoting everything you have to someone you'll never see again; resigning to never love anyone else, hurts so fucking bad i can't bear it. just the thought of living without my partner makes me feel sick, but to live in that loss for the rest of your life is almost cruel.

and idk i find that way more romantic than lwj truly believing wwx would come back and waiting for him in the literal sense.

[lotus-pear]

never forgiving bones for fucking up this scene

[punksalmon]

happy new year

[gomzdrawfr]

it's hard loving yourself

[fruitageoforanges]

elia martell character of all time because she was playing the game of thrones AND WINNING — survived aerys, set up an alternate court on dragonstone, universally beloved even by most of robert’s anti-targ regime, was probably at least angling to get rid of aerys — but the literal song of ice and fire was being written around her and well. you can’t outrun your inevitable doom.

like. that’s elia’s tragedy, and what makes me so insane about her. she was in the wrong story. she was playing the game of court politics but ended up yoked to 300 years of targaryen collapse and dynastic rot instead. there’s nothing i love more than characters doing their best with the pieces they can see on the board, while the fact slowly dawns on them that the board is in the process of being swallowed by an eldritch monster.

[boringkate]

Horror movies aren't so special. Your average gooner's list of fetishes also reflect the cultural climate and contemporary fears.

[myimaginationplain]

bill x ford x stan love triangle real....

[hyunpic]

everything reminds me of him [red lights hyunjin]

[here-there-be-drag0ns]

Chip not having a gaping hole in his chest post-death is the hill i will die on, actually. I am on my hands and knees. Please I am begging yall. He does Not have a hole in his chest where his heart was thats Not how he died guys I'm begging yall (<- guy at the end of their rope /dramatic)

[b1mbodoll]

heeseung size kink.... oh my god please elaborate im foaming at the mouth rn i cannot function knowing he's 6 foot

pairings: lee heeseung x f! reader

warnings: size kink + creampies + oral + throat fucking

💌: im literally going to be sick i need him so bad i stopped doing my eyeliner to answer this

heeseung loves the fact that he towers over you. loves to pin you against the wall n lean into you, a smirk plastered on his face just inches away from ur own as he cups your jaw with one hand makin you look up at him while tellin’ you all the dirty things he’s gna do to u 🥺 in bed he likes to fuck you doggystyle n when he cums he drapes himself over you, grunting in your ear as he presses his fat cock even deeper inside, the tip slipping past your cervix making you cry 😣

his cock is unbelievably long and thick, fills you up so well it’s almost too big for your pretty lil pussy but you take it like a champ every time n it turns him on so much, precum dribbling from his slit, leaking down his length.

“fuckin’ take it, princess” he grunts, using his full body weight to crush you into the mattress, hips thrusting shallowly causing soft moans spill out of you.

he fucks into you one last time before his thick seed floods your womb n your little cunt squeezes him so tight it forces him out while he’s still cumming, ropes landing on your arched back n spilling out of your gaping hole.

😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 seungie’s so impressed with how you work ur mouth over his length too. fucks your throat n pushes the tip of his girthy dick into your cheek, stroking his thumb along ur cheek n over the bulge 😵‍💫 makes him cum so fast when you deepthroat him n gag harshly, sputtering around him when his semen violates your throat n makes you choke

[fast-burn]

gaping, helmet/mask, caught for maxiel

doing a little double-entendre for caught

kink list here

XXX

By the time Daniel herds Max into the nearest room with a door that closes--a storage closet by the looks of it, piled with boxes, one of them spilling Red Bull polos in their crinkly packages--he's so desperately horny that he's actually light-headed. He usually doesn't get the spins like this unless he's been drinking lots, or maybe out on the first free practice after a long vacation. But Max, he--

"Show me," Daniel demands. Begs, breathless.

"Hold on a second," Max says, voice muffled behind his helmet. He sounds like he does on the radio, and Daniel makes a mental note to dig up those recordings later. How well could Max have hidden it, giving feedback to GP or cussing when things didn't go his way?

Max struggles to get the helmet off. The HANS is still clipped to it, and it's snagged on something.

"No time," Daniel snaps, going for the zip on Max's suit and yanking it down. He dropped his own helmet and gloves on his car, and it's too bad that Max didn't do the same, but Daniel needs to see.

Daniel shoves down the sleeves of Max's suit, and the HANS comes undone with a gentle give, just caught on some thread. He spins Max around and pushes him up against the wall. Then, finally, he wrangles Max's suit over the plump curve of his ass, taking his snug briefs along with it.

And there it is: the plug Max said he'd put inside himself, just before they went out for Q1. The wide, translucent silicone base is snug between his cheeks. And also like Max had said, it's hollow. He's gaped wide open and Daniel can see right through to the dark, warm core of him.

Max is panting inside his helmet. "Well?" He asks. "What do you think?"

He'd been in the car with the plug inside him. It was probably vibrating with every turn.

"You slut," Daniel gasps, reverent. He puts two fingers inside the plug, inside Max's ass, and Max probably can only feel the echoes of sensation. He's completely vulnerable to whatever pleasure Daniel wants to take from him. "You're so hot, Max, god."

"If you come in me, it will probably leak while I'm driving again," Max offers, and Daniel stops breathing for a moment.

They really don't have the time. The whole rest of the garage is on the other side of the door. Any of them could walk in at any moment--it's not like it locks from the inside. They really really don't have the time, but Daniel hauls Max's body back against his, and grasps Max's full, sweaty tits through his fireproofs.

"You wouldn't be able to hold it in. My come," Daniel says. He mouths across the back of Max's helmet, tasting gas fumes and salt, the surface lightly gritty from the sand blowing across the track. He ruts his clothed cock against the ridge of the plug like an animal.

"It would get all over the place," Max agrees.

Daniel whines and licks the helmet, laves his tongue over Max's logo on the back, leaving a shiny trail through the dusting of grime. "Wanna fuck you so bad. Want you covered in it."

An announcement pings through the garage. "Hurry up," says Max.

"I know, I know," Daniel says, and at the same moment, the doorknob rattles. Daniel throws himself back against the door, pinning it closed. Max scrambles back into his race suit as they both hear someone say what the fuck on the other side. They look at each other, eyes wide. Not that Daniel is looking, but they probably both have enormous boners right now. Probably visible from space.

"You wait," Max instructs after they hear the receding footsteps. "I'll go out first."

"What? No," Daniel says, because he's not going to slink out behind Max. "I'm first."

Max huffs a breath into his helmet. "No, I'm first--"

"Max, c'mon, I should be first--"

"No, you're going after me. I'm first--"

"If anyone is coming second, it's you--"

[lxikobsd]

I owe my entire life to the people who work on Mayoi and give Kunikida the SOFTEST SMILES ON HIS SSR CARDS LIKE HELLO

[venerascent]

a desperate attempt to fight back the demons (art block that's been lasting 4 years)

[catgirlmissy]

ds1 dragons* my beloved

[arthursfuckinghat]

There needs to be a scientific study done on how Rockstar Games' Arthur Morgan is able to provoke the most earth shattering emotions I didn't even know I had in me