#he always comes back guys!!!

[meurchive]

oh man i miss his purple ass (it hasn’t been even a day since his ban)

[hinamie]

looks at hair slicked back megu I Could Fix Him

[24601orwhatever]

KYLE ADAMS as GRANTAIRE

mastered by @bikinibottomdayz

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Jaskier is quick to forgive Geralt, but he wants the apology! And Geralts abandonment issues raise their head again...

[saetoshis]

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ WHY SO STUBBORN? | shinazugawa sanemi

⋆୨୧˚ SUMMARY: being stubborn against sanemi doesn't always work!

⋆୨୧˚ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS:

fem!reader, dom!sanemi, teasing, light degradation, bit of cunnilingus, pet name [baby - once], nipple play, creampie

he knows what he’s doing is working, and that’s what bothers you the most about it.

his nose nestles against your panties eagerly, then hesitantly, all for the satisfaction of your thighs squirming around his head in jagged rhythms. he finds every twitch and every shiver of your cadence to be beyond exciting, especially when he knows you're trying to resist it.

"don't act like you don't like this," sanemi murmurs with his face pressed against your now-wet panties. his voice carries a gruffness and ambition underneath its tone, while yours is shackled and constricted.

"you- hah, can't act like you can just snap your fingers whenever you want," you murmur between ragged breaths, voice strained from how hard you're trying not to show a weak spot - too much power would go to his egotistic head. "i'm not a toy..."

"no, you're not," sanemi grunts out the words between fervent licks and drags of his nose along your clit. he readjusts to kneel, gripping your hips in each hand and pulling your body down to meet flush with his. his broad torso curls over you, calloused hands dragging up towards your shoulders as he whispers, "unless you wanted to be treated like one."

"cut it out," you mumble weakly between panted heaves, and he knows you're just one step closer to snapping. your thighs shudder in place, fingers quivering against the sheets as he presses slow, dreadfully warm kisses along your neckline. your voice comes out almost as a whisper, "you know what you're doing..."

"that's right," sanemi leers with a sly smile, letting his tongue drag lines and circles along your skin. you can feel the tiniest, slowest ruts of his pants against you and it feels like you're about to burst completely. each tedious second passes and knocks at your strength like cracks in a stone wall. his voice drops low right against your ear, "tryin' so hard to keep it up, aren't you? what, you don't wanna feel good? c'mon, just give up... lemme help you, yeah?"

you shake your head, unable to speak, tension building up in your bloodstream like a balloon ready to pop.

"tch, gonna be stubborn, huh?" sanemi gives you an unruly, almost irritated expression. with his demeanor now, you can tell - he's got a lot of tension to release with you. he slinks your shirt up a bit, fingertips dragging against your stomach and up to your chest. he lets out a smug sneer as his thumbs catch your nipples, flicking and circling them enough to where you're shuddering and holding in gasps. "c'mon... you know you want it."

sanemi keeps one thumb attending to your nipple, the other adjusting his clothed cock to lay heavy against your clit as he slowly ruts back and forth. it's unbearable - your chest rises and falls in jagged manners, hips rocking instinctively with sanemi's. "c-can't..."

"can't what, huh? can't... take it anymore?" sanemi jeers, curling down over you to press dizzying kisses against your lips. his movements never stop, all with the intention to send you reeling over the edge. "you don't even have to say it, m'kay? just gimme a nod..."

you hesitate, eyes shut tightly before your head bobs in a desperate nod - it feels like you can finally breathe as you release all the tension in your body and refuse to fight the sensations.

“so good, aren’t you?” sanemi murmurs in a low rasp as he pulls and pushes away all of the fabrics separating his cock from your bare hips. with a fist around his shaft, he runs along the slick mess coating your folds with a sneer, “is this what you wanted? yeah, i know it is.”

only a whine falls from your lips at the moment he presses his heavy cock up into the hilt of your cunt, ragged breaths exchanged between the two of you in place of words. quiet, muttered ‘fuck’s leave your mouth as you let the jolting feeling of him sunken inside of you settle on your nerves.

“wanted me that bad, huh?” sanemi leers, breaths raspy and hot against your cheek as he lets his hips move in rhythmic, slow drags. he lets out little grunts each time he pushes, finding each enclosing tense of your cunt around him absolutely divine. “fuck, that’s it… just like that, yeah?”

you nod fervently, unable to make a coherent statement with the way your brain is boggling inside your head. each forward rut of his hips gets a bit faster, a bit rougher, a bit needier - all until he’s gripping your waist to hold you stable as he fucks into you with wet smacks. all you can mutter is a breathy, “f-fuck, fuck, fuck…”

“ohh, i know…” sanemi’s voice comes out in a rough chuckle, his eyes peering over your body and how it responds so enticingly to him. your thighs shudder, fingers quiver, eyebrows furrow with each jolting grind. his abs shudder and flex intensely with each heavy, wet rut and he feels like he’s about to explode. “i got you, lemme see that clit…”

sanemi’s tongue sticks out ever so slightly as he focuses his thumb on your swollen nerves, letting it match in time with his rough movements. each circle of his digit makes you shudder, thighs squeezing around his hips desperately. “g-god… gonna make me cu-“

a voice cracking whine leaves your lips as your head lolls back, eyes following suit as you shudder and pant shallowly. sanemi is enticed, watching every movement and noise you make with lusting eyes and an unforgiving throb in his cock. “that’s it, give it to me. cum, cum, cum…”

sanemi’s jeers egg you on until your head spins and your whole frame jolts and shudders with ecstasy around his cock. the lewd sounds of his ruts get wetter, heavier, faster. sanemi’s abs glisten with flecks of your mess, and he groans between heavy pants at the sight of it. “so nasty, aren’t you? yeah? you liked that, i know…”

you mumble incoherently, feeling twitches in your thighs as he grips them tight and fucks into you like it’s the only thing he’s ever wanted. his grunts get raspy and hitched in his chest, his muscles starting to jolt in desperation. sanemi’s hair falls messily as he leans over and leverages even more strength to fuck you with. “god, you’re so tight- fuck, baby, i’m gonna cum so hard- hah…”

you mutter slews of ‘yes, yes, yes’ as you shudder and furrow your eyebrows, bodies radiating heat with each panted exhale. you can practically feel the twinge in his cock with each desperate slap of his hips against yours, and with a few rough grunts and hitched moans, he bottoms out and cusses under his breath. heat spreads throughout you as you feel ropes of white spilling between your walls, and you heave out with a dizzied sigh, “so good…”

“yeah it was,” sanemi leers between slowing exhales, curling over you to cradle your face and press juxtaposingly gentle kisses along your lips. you can hear each other’s racing heartbeats with each connection of your mouths, and it feels like heaven. sanemi lets out a little soft chuckle as he pulls away to admire the flushed expression on your face, “see? not so bad to give in, huh? stubbornness would’ve gotten you nowhere.”

“yeah, yeah,” you laugh out softly, refusing to indulge his ego too much. “whatever you say.”

SAETOSHIS 2024. please do not copy/repost.

[andorerso]

rebelcaptain + the hunger games au

When Jyn Erso was eight years old, her mother died and her father left to become a gamemaker for the Hunger Games. Adopted by Saw Gerrera, her mother's friend, she became Jyn Gerrera and was forbidden from ever revealing her true identity to anyone. Ten years later, it's Jyn's last reaping. Saw, the forgotten victor of the 32nd Hunger Games, had rejected every reward the Empire offered him, preferring to live as a recluse at the edge of the forest in District 12, as opposed to the luxury in the Victors' Village. It's been decades since anyone in the district even recalled that Saw was once a victor himself, but he had made sure to teach Jyn all he knew of self-defense and combat training. It's the only thing she has of him left since his passing two years ago. Now, Jyn just wants to get through her last reaping and survive. But when she hears the name of the young girl she trades with sometimes, Jyn doesn't hesitate to volunteer in her place. She has nothing to lose, except her life, and every reason to believe that with Saw's training, she has a chance at winning the games. A chance that 12-year-old Kerri Andor wouldn't have. Things get a little more complicated when Kerri's brother is picked as the other tribute. Jyn is good at surviving, but Cassian, with his quiet cunning and surprising talent with a bow and arrow, could be a threat. Not to mention that Jyn knows he's the sole provider for his young sister and aging mother; a family who needs him. Who may die without him. Nobody is waiting for Jyn back home. When their mentor's plan to make them seem like star-crossed lovers triples the attention and sponsors they receive, Jyn is forced to play along with the scheme and pretend she has feelings for Cassian. Worst of all? She's not sure where pretending ends and where genuine feelings begin. The gamemakers say they can both go home if they're the last two tributes standing, but Jyn knows better than to believe the pretty promises of the Empire. Soon, she'll have to make a choice. Will she do anything to survive? Or will she let Cassian Andor go home to his family - even at the cost of her own life?

[leonardalphachurch]

hey ppl who write "tucker time travels back to pfl" aus. do you have tucker and the director have a relationship. bc like. thats church. like hes not church but hes. hes church. does the director find him annoyingly charming. does tucker recognize parts of his best friend in this awful man and find himself drawn to him despite himself. does he see what church could have been. does he see who church was. does he see who church is

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

I was wondering, does Fiddleford still have a wife in your Halloween au? And if yes, does she know about him being a vampire?

I've been sitting on this ask for a bit, but I think I should finally answer.

In my AU, Fidds is actually pretty old-- not like ancient or anything, but surely a few centuries?

Anyway, so way back, when he was human, he did have a wife and a kid!! But when he got bit and became a vampire, he actually outlived them :(

He tries to think about them often, but it's definitely one of the things he chooses to erase when he creates the memory gun

[transitcowboy]

I kinda miss making YT thumbnails.

[byfulcrums]

I hate it when people make the DC characters feel scared of Phantom. Or when they make them freak out over how crazy his life is

Most of the characters would just go “Oh a Ghost King! That's cool” and either attack, befriend or ignore

They always write Dick to be the responsible one when he's not. If he saw this child he wouldn't go “Omg he's so young!!! Poor baby!!!” he'd go “Oh god no please don't let B see this one” and then “Hey this one's kind of fucked up. I'm going to keep it for a while to see what happens wish me luck🤞”

Or when they make the JL freak out about him. Guys, Flash is able to break reality, time travel, destroy the multiverse and more. If he finds out Danny is Dick's clone or something he'd go “again? How many clones are there?” and just vibe with it

Danny would be so happy to find people who just don't give a shit about how weird he is. He only has his friends and sister and they're just. Three people. This boy needs mental help and everyone freaking out about him isn't helping. He's just vibing with his new also overpowered friends

“Yeah so I'm half dead. I was killed by a ghost portal that opened right where I was, and instead of actually killing me it brought me back to life. I'm a ghost possessing its own body. Sometimes if I feel too weak I'll look the way I looked when I died — with my chest half open and my eyes bleeding. My blood is green. I will probably see everyone I love die. Wild, right?”

“Oh yeah! I've got my own experience with dying. It sucks, man. It's funny for the fastest man alive to not have been able to outrun death lmao. Speedsters also age really weirdly. I'm a married adult with two children but I look like I'm 18. But then later I look like I'm 30. And then 20. And then 40. Sometimes I'm afraid I'll look into the mirror and won't recognize who I see haha”

“Talking about body horror! I don't know if I'm the real me. I've created so many mes (the scout thingies) that I can't tell if I'm the original one or not. Maybe I died, and I'm the only thing that remains of me, and I would never be able to tell. I could be being tortured right at this moment. I could be trapped in the speedforce. And no one would ever know because I'm right here, but if I'm not me then they'd live with an imposter by their side”

“Ahh, body horror. My old friend”

(they're all on the verge of a panic attack)

Danny, glowing with a green light at 3am in the kitchen: Hey what the fuck are you doing here

Green Lantern, also glowing with a green light: I live here you fuck

Danny: Shit this isn't my house??

[juniemunie]

"Why am I still doing this?"

"Don't you get it?"

"This is all just a show... and we're playing parts~"

[ratatatastic]

Vanha Kauppahalli date: en full, a 2 minute 50 second masterpiece...

Primetime Panthers | 11.6.24 (x)

[captainmaxatx]

Omega! Logan who was born in the 1800s when secondary gender roles were very prevalent but it actually really suited him and he wanted to be a home maker and have a bunch of pups but he was always too big and hairy and and not seen as a good Omega. Alphas would sleep with him but never treat him the way they would a “proper” omega and they didn’t ever want anything serious because it’s like almost shameful to have a big hairy omega.

Then times change and Omegas start breaking out of the cookie cutter roles and they go into the work force and what not (feminism but it’s omegas) and Logan is very happy for them he thinks they all deserve the right to choose, but still no one wants him. And everyone expects him being an omega with the way he looks to be at the forefront of the movement to want the change for himself, but he doesn’t.

And over the years he toughened up and stops looking to start a family and put his dreams on the back burner to become what everyone expected of him.

And then everything happens and all the sudden Logan finds himself in a universe without secondary genders, where he isn’t a too big and hairy omega, he’s just some guy.

And unintentionally he finds his way into the role he’s always craved, where he takes care of the home and the dog while Wade makes the money, and it’s the closest he’s ever been to the life he wanted. He mostly retires from fighting and heroing, but now he’s ready for a new challenge. And being near Laura has only served to dig up that old desire and instinct he tried to bury so long ago

And I mean, even if the mutant hate wasn’t as bad as it is in Logan’s old world there was still a time here not to long ago when mutants were ran out and scattered around the world. And now with the people at Xavier’s working on getting the Mutants back into the city trying to re group with their still dwindling numbers. I mean Logan and Wade should help with the mutant re population efforts, who better to do that then two very eager immortals who can heal from anything and with a whole gang of friends around them for free child care.

[mobiussloki]

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