#got a feelin

[doomedclockworkdotmp3]

his therapist woulda had a field day at their next appointment

[rapidhighway]

little guy

[ningadudexx]

I love these ominous snake people

[temporaryramen]

saw this image and it made me think of him

[kasieli]

Teen Titans portraits ft. my favorite birb babes!!!

[cometblaster2070]

ranting for a bit because the entire scene where elphaba tells glinda her secret makes me go rabid and actually makes me want to chew concrete because not only is it actually absolutely heartbreaking to see just how deeply elphaba believes all the horrible things her father reinforces; how she thinks she's responsible for her mother's death and is the reason for nessarose's disability even when it's literally not her fault in any way and is actually DIRECTLY her father's fault.

and just the fact that elphaba tells glinda all this and tells glinda her father hates her and that everything's her fault and glinda looks at her and she's absolutely heartbroken to hear elphaba saying all these things and she becomes the first person in elphaba's life to look her in the eyes and tell her that none of that is true and that it is NOT her fault, it was NEVER her fault despite whatever anyone said.

ik a lot of ppl see glinda's "it was the milkflower's fault" line as a very sort of shallow take by glinda (I'm explaining it poorly but ik some ppl wonder why she didn't just call out governor thropp directly) but I've got to disagree with that take because personally I think glinda heard elphaba talking, heard her describe her secret and heard how her father forced her mother to chew milkflowers constantly during her pregnancy all because he was afraid the baby would come out green like elphaba and she heard all this and she hears how elphaba thinks this is all her fault.

and yk they're roommates. glinda sees the way elphaba talks about her father and how even though she says that he hates her in an almost casual manner despite how she says he's justified for hating her, elphaba still loves her father and she still wants to do right by him and she still wants him to love her.

so glinda knows that elphaba will not listen to her if she straight up tells her that her father's fucking mental and completely wrong and that it was all his fault and that she's probably going to bludgeon him to death. she knows that elphaba will never accept this and she knows that right now it won't do any good for anyone.

so instead she tells elphaba it was the milkflower's fault. and she looks her in the eyes and she tells her this was never your fault you shouldn't think this was ever your fault and anyone who ever told you that it was your fault was completely and totally wrong and I need you to know this.

because the primary concern isn't about telling elphaba she's got a shitty dad the primary concern is telling elphaba that it is not her fault for simply existing. and to let her know that there is nothing wrong with her and that there is someone here, right now, who loves and cares for her so so much and wants her to know that. that there is someone who will hold her hand and who will tell her that they are there for her and that she is fine the way she is. that she is loved.

[prettiedup]

sweet talk ୨ৎ

choso's princess gets needy when they're shopping, of course he takes care of it. ୨ৎ

⋆｡‧˚ʚɞ˚‧｡⋆ SWEET TALK ⋆｡‧˚ʚɞ˚‧｡⋆ ---> car sex, p in v, creampie, cowgirl position, shameless use of da word daddy, makin cho da dom of mi dreams lool

choso is naturally nurturing. he makes sure all of your needs are met and he doesn’t think twice when the time comes to provide for you. sometimes. he thinks he provides for you too much. like right now, the sound of your pussy sloppily going up and down on his hardened cock is like a repeated tune in his ears. and your whimpers, those pretty mewls you’re drawing out yourself because choso decided not to help you catch your orgasm.

“you’re a big girl, aren’t you?” he asked once you complained that you were growing tired from doing all of the work. 

you’re practically fucking yourself stupid, moaning and babbling out whatever. you’re not even sure if you’re speaking english at this point. you tried to rest your head tiredly on choso’s shoulder which made him grab your hair and pull your head back.

“needy girls don’t deserve to rest.” he says as he places his hands on your hips. your breath is knocked out of your lungs when he pulls his hips back only to ram his cock inside you a second later. a loud scream escapes from your throat as he does it repeatedly. 

choso briefly looks around, even though he parked in the supermarket's corner, far from most people, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to notice that the car is shaking. he decides that he needs to hurry and get you to cum around his dick before the two of you get caught.

“fuckin’. needy. girl.” with every word his sliding his cock through your fluttering walls. he could feel your arousal leaking down, dripping from his cock to his balls. he wishes he had more time so that he could make you clean up your mess. ”can’t even wait till we make it home.” he slaps the fat of your ass.

“‘m sorry, cho! jus’ wan’ it so bad.” you cried out. you could feel the impending orgasm brewing in the pit of your stomach. your xl square shaped nails dig into his shoulders the harder he fucks you.

 he suddenly stops. “plant your feet. ‘m not doin all of the work.” you don’t disobey him even though you were silently hoping he’d continue to reel you into your orgasm.

you let out huffs as you plant yourself. his cock is just so thick, you can’t do anything but whine as you build up a pace. the feeling of your ass slamming against his pelvis, and your pussy tightening, practically begging for his cum causes him to let out low groans of his own. he keeps his hands on your hips though they prove to be useless as he does nothing to guide you.

“mmmnnn! d-daddy.” you tremble. his cock is filling you so deliciously, your eyes are practically filled with hearts. your pussy is leaking so much and getting everywhere, some of it somehow managed to get on his leather seats. choso ignores the sticky feeling that’s attached to the back of his thighs, that’s a problem he’ll deal with once he gets home.

“talk t’daddy. tell me how ‘m makin you feel.” he orders. his tongue darts out and circles around your brown nipple. he lightly nibbles on it, only using enough force to bring a moan out of you. your spine shudders as your eyes roll back. you can’t think, you can’t talk. all that’s repeating is cho, cho, cho. 

“can’t.” you mumble.

he pops your hardened nipple out of his mouth. “gonna make you stop. no ungrateful thing is gonna ride my cock.” he threatens which instantly causes you to let out whines and pleads. 

“‘m sorry, daddy. ‘m sorry.” you repeat you slow down so that you could focus on your words. his cock is nestled between your glistening pussy that’s just dripping like a faucet <3. “daddy’s makin me feel so so good. soo good.”

“mmmhm.” his fingers dart to your clit where he presses down on it. your body trembles in response. “keep goin, princess. you’re so close, hm? give me it. i can feel it. you’re jus’ grippin my cock, mmmhm, wet your daddy’s cock.”

you look down at him, the two of you make eye contact. your mouth opens and before you could say anything a loud moan spills from behind your pretty mouth. your pussy clenches around his thick cock, cream and thin strands of your arousal coates his twitching cock. your toes curl and your thighs shake as your brain fully goes out.

“cho! cho! oh! ‘m cummin, d-daddy! right there!.” you babble mindlessly. cho has to whisper in your ear the word “breathe” so that you could fill your lungs with air. he kisses and sucks on your neck, whispering praises.

“good job. you did so well. can you take daddy’s cum now, pretty? oh, i know you can, you’re daddy’s big girl of course you can.” he becomes mindless as he thrusts up into your wetness. a loud squelching sound comes from your pussy which is music to choso’s ears. whimpers and moans break through as his balls ache to be released into your warm walls. he doesn’t deny himself, either. he pounds up, strands of your pussy just smearing any and everywhere.

“fuck, fuck, fuck.” he repeats as his cum shoots out from his sensitive tip and into your willing pussy. you let out mumbled words, you’re too worn out to actually attempt to encourage him. your arousals mix, creating an even stickier mess.

choso lets out heavy huffs, trying to clear his head. he slowly slides his dick out of your puffy, sensitive pussy. you both watch as his cum does the same, seeping out of you like a leak. you shudder and reach under your body, letting your index finger run through your hole.

“shit, princess.” he breathes. he sits you onto the side and reaches up to grab the baby wipes that he keeps in his glove compartment. when he got with you and realized you had sexual urges almost constantly, he found himself keeping wipes on him at all times.

“‘m tired, cho.” you whimper when the texture comes into contact with you while you feel so sensitive.

“i know, baby. gonna get you home nd get you right. jus’ hold on.” he presses a soft kiss against your forehead.

[hellrazor]

purity versus perception

[warm up for anatomy practice]

[teamdarkdaily]

day 276: dont forget to get your vaccinations!

[hai-nae]

meant to post these sketches a few days ago? a week? but, well, life.

[planetvries]

bilbo: i’m in danger 🙂

[restingbuchface]

the mess inside.

. Christian Petersen/Getty Images . Uncredited . AP Photo/Ross D. Franklin . Jeff Shewan .

[stupd000]

Milo got a little chub on him and it’s hot as fuck

[rennyrose]

When dogs do the thing, when they lean against you- did wolves do the same, way back when? What was the first experience of that like - I hope in return it felt gentle calloused hands on its back

[clownsuu]

Gettin my dumb lil fix with Colt (@thelone-copper) and Robbie 😔🥄🥄

cw minor obsessive/possessive behavior (if you like- squint)

The middle one (and last) is SUPPOSED to be obsessive colt, but it just makes him look very soft for the bug smhh but I couldn��t stop thinking about the dum lil bug getting pampered