#gross mans

[paintedcrows]

Biting you. Biting you. Biting-

[shotmrmiller]

your superior finding out about the secret praise kink you didn't know had a name because you'd always been called an over achiever, a goody two shoes. never gave anyone any trouble, nose burrowed in a book since you had knobby knees and a library card.

you'd thought it normal that the apples of your cheeks burned when praised after giving your teacher the drawing you'd made for them the night before. that heat spread from the center of your chest up when your first boyfriend/girlfriend whistled at the sight of you outside of uniform. that warmth settles in your belly when you get a pat on the back from your platoon leader firm enough to force the air out of your lungs because you'd disassembled and cleaned a glock with the ease of a professional.

apparently it wasn't.

after weeks of training with the fabled task force, weeks of sharing elbow room with the team, weeks of soaking up the dizzying praise from the captain ("did real good out there, eh? can always count on you." you didn't question the throb betwixt your thighs, taking care of it with a cute little bullet like you've always done since joining the military)

you're confronted by the worst of the lot. ghost catches you in a break room, your back to him, hands clutching a cup of coffee that's more sludge than liquid, its warmth barely seeping through the styrofoam.

his figure fills the doorway, shoulders nearly brushing the frame. your first thought is that his brows aren't twisted together and he lacks that cold, blank look in his eyes so your death isn't in the nearest of futures. the second is that when he's not fully covering his face, the outline of his jaw is quite visible, looking sharp enough to cut.

then he crosses his sculpted arms over his chest, seams straining against the expanse of his muscles, head tipped to the side.

he moves with the keen curiosity of a predator sniffing around a newborn fawn, gaze intense yet inquisitive, assessing your every detail with a menacing interest.

"you ever gonna tell me you've a praise kink, bird?" the question sends a chill through your veins before turning into a fiery rush as it races at twice the normal speed.

praise kink? no. surely not. doesn't everyone like to receive compliments?

"sure. i don't mind gettin' told i've an impressive cock but that's bed talk. you look ready to bend over 'nd show us how slick tha' pretty cunt can get over a rufflin' of hair and a couple of empty words."

that has you positively reeling, fingertips cracking the cup in your hands, pulse on your neck fluttering. you feel a cornered, skittish animal, ready to flee lest your life come to an end in his maws.

but as usual, the cruel man more creature than person, twists the knife he's dug into you with a certain ruthlessness only he can muster.

"so be good for me, eh? love your praise? earn it."

you've always been an over achiever, proven once again by the way you take him to the root in one long, broad stroke with any complaints at the sheer size of him resting firmly behind your clenched teeth.

"tight little thing, spread open over me like you were meant for it. for me." he runs a gloved thumb over your swollen bottom lip. "there's tha' look. drivin' me bloody insane when you gave kyle tha' molten gaze. none o' tha' now, yeah?"

he creeps his ungloved hand down to circle your pearl with the spit-slick pads of his fingers, drawing in a sharp breath when your walls flutter and constrict around his cock at the feel of something other than your toy giving you the relief you need after a hard day's work.

"bloody fuckin' 'ell."

ghost claims a fistful of hair, pulling you closer to him, his breath warming the stinging, throbbing mark he bit onto the delicate skin of your neck. the shuffling of feet right outside the door snap you out of your daze, fingernails sinking into the bulging muscle of his chest but he has none of it.

he uses your hair to direct your focus back onto him and even though he'd only given you a leading tug you felt some strands of your hair come off with a pop.

"easy. can't see your pretty face when i'm fuckin' ya if your lookin' away."

your expression twists into what you hope is bliss when he bucks his hips, your whimper drowning out his groan when he hits on something new.

something you want him to keep hitting.

"exactly like i'd thought."

everything else blurs together after that, and only when you're back in your room using a warm cloth to clean yourself up do you remember the other things he'd rumbled.

(inside o' ya, make you mine-)

(-get 'bout bein' with anyone else-)

(-ll to myself-)

you touch your tender pussy with gentle fingers at what he'd said in the end.

(leave tha' f'me, he swipes your hand away, i'll get ya there, pet.)

if price's compliments take a nose dive off a cliff you don't notice because you're getting your daily fill of them and ghost after dinner every night. kyle keeps them to one word and soap likes to tempt fate as always.

[thatonedudeinthecorner]

Obsessed with the fact that the spideypool dynamic can be watered down to “miss you pookie bear” “oh lord” mindset

[ceilidho]

hmmmmm im usually not into vampires, but thinking about a vampire biting a human mid hookup because there’s no way he’s giving up pussy this good. look forward to the next thousand years with the Worst Guy Ever

[koroart]

Mods are asleep — post SuperBat 👌🏼✨

[antiyourwokehomophobia2]

I wish men had absolutely zero access to lesbians and lesbian content

[ferrettooth]

"You make my fucking blood run cold" how the fuckk do you hear this and not succumb to the best hate fuck of ur life bro???

[minnow-doodle-doo]

A de-aged Tim forcing Jason, his favorite Robin, to hang out with him AU by @mammutblog. I couldn't get enough, it was such a cute idea!!

[anthonycrowley]

the neil gaiman sa allegations are wild because i’m sitting here like wow neil gaiman had an incredibly intense impact on me in a variety of ways for at least the better part of a decade like at the very least most of my friends i made directly or indirectly with my connection with gomens and i think it’s fair to say that if anyone has made gomens a personality trait it’s me. and i saw that five separate women (so far) came forward saying at the very least he’s a fucking creep who preys upon women who he holds power over so i went wow that’s disgusting i don’t think i will be supporting this man financially any longer. at the very least. like i will make a conscious effort to not support. this fucking. predator. and then i go onto the wider internet and people i hold in high regard are like neilman sa allegations? what’s that? news outlets i hold in high regard are like neilman sa allegations? what are those? and i feel like i am actually for real going insane. why are you gaslighting me pretending the author of my favorite book doesn’t have active sa allegations against him. why are you making me, a fan, be the one to get this news out to the best of my ability (which i feel like i have to do, because i’m a fucking gomens blog) even though i’d rather stick a fork in my hand than discuss this topic more than i absolutely have to. okay i know why it’s because neil is tied up financially in a lot of projects and you as people i respect don’t want to get on his bad side so you can continue to make bank. but also. oh my god. someone in the science fiction/fantasy world grow a fucking spine and take a financial hit for your morality and if you believe in that sort of thing eternal soul just once challenge.

[mybraindumpsterfire]

… they have matching phone cases… good thing im completely normal about this

[petitprincess1]

"I'm coming" "Not off camera, you're not!" and Charlie's reaction to Val. God, it's perfect! Also, Valentino's VA redeems himself in this ep, imo. He leans much harder into the accent and I ad❤️‍🔥re it!

[diyvampyrism]

gross old men we are so fucking back

[konigsblog]

tired, but thinkin' about doctor-könig jerking off to the pictures he takes during your appointment. 💉🩺

cw; perv-könig, creep-könig. 18+

if you knew what könig was actually doing with these photos, you'd never come back to him. you'd report him for being so perverted and would make sure he loses his job. that's why he has to lie about what he does with the pictures he's taken.

könig claims that he's taking photos for any medical students. although, behind closed doors, könig is being filthy and deranged. he jerks off, leaning back in his office chair, taking deep breaths at the perfect sight. he guides his calloused, scarred hand up his aching, veiny shaft slowly and twists his hand to tighten his grip. he fists his lengthy cock while biting his bottom lip to suppress the guttural, pleased noises coming from deep within him. he rolls his eyes to the back of his head and growls out needily, rolling his thumb over the head of his weeping dick.

in the video, könig can be seen caressing your slick, soft cunt with his gloved thumb. his breathing is audible in the background, heavy and laborious while you're laid down and presented to him. knowing that you're unaware of what devious things he's doing to your photos made it all the more enjoyable for könig, his swollen cock twitching in his tight grip.

god, könig fantasies about fucking you. what would you feel like? your velvety walls pulsing around him, taking him all the way down to the base of his meaty dick. what would you taste like? would you come all over his tongue, chanting his name like a prayer?

of course, könig doesn't bother sharing these photos. although, he makes sure to ask for your consent to take a photo every appointment, in different positions, your tits and your drooling cunt.

[angstflavoured]

love my grunkle just as he is

[aria-greenhoodie]

Have some meme redraws of the radioactive old man yaoi ft. my Human Bill design again‼️

Click for Quality!

[pollyanna-nana]

I love that the vibe in the AA fandom today is simultaneously “HOLY SHIT WE WON!!!” And “I am not fucking calling him that.”