#heyoooo

[ruelin024]

I made more drawings for you! @graphictale-au 〜(￣▽￣〜)

*Give him what he wants. 🤭 YES NO

My thought process for this piece 😂🤣:

[sharkbatez]

I sway in place to a slow disco And a glass for the saints and a bow for the road

Fast Slow Disco (but it’s just Leather Daddies) | St. Vincent

[hugh-lauries-bald-spot]

House's facial journey when wilson pulls a prank on him is my joker moment

[lucilassie]

Heyooo! 🔩🪚

[angels-in-overcoats]

Friendly reminder that if you post AI "art" you are not an artist ✌️😊

[thevoiceofthepeople]

*15

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 .(  a  collection  of  100  nonverbal  action  prompts .   mature  and  potentially  triggering  themes  are  present .   add  “ + reverse ”  to  swap  assigned  roles .)

∗ 15﹕ sender  and  receiver  make  eye  contact  across  a  busy  room .

Living like a wanderer again had a lot of cons for sure. One of them being not knowing how to get from location to location on the grand line. Another was not knowing where one would lay their head down each night. But it had it's pros. Stumbling into a random party at a bar she wasn't invited to but was welcomed in like a long time friend? That was a great perk of living life this way. Seda was a few drinks down, laughing it up and being coaxed into joining in on the dancing that was breaking out all over the place. The bitter beer filled her with liquid confidence but to get up and dance around, not nearly enough. She'd need something harder to get up at start prancing around. "What are you some kinda chicken?" Some toothless old man poked, the liquor turning his paper white skin a rusty red.

Chicken accusations were stronger than hard booze. "Chicken!? Ha! Hardly!" Seda stood up from her table with shaky legs, cleaning her mouth of beer foam with the back of her hand. She scanned the room, looking for someone to join in on her peer pressured prancing. No. No. No.. Maybe.... Most of the people were deep in their own cups so they didn't notice her bright green eyes evaluating them. Except for one. From across the room her eyes met with another, a shorter man with the deepest red hair she'd ever seen in her life. Outside of wanted posters of certain famous pirates. He'd do. She kept eye contact and then flashed a bright, drunk smile, cocking her head to coax him over for a dance.

[kuvvydraws]

5000 posts!

[chaoscallsdummies]

Oh he runnin somewhere

[eepymonstrr]

12, 13, 14?

12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?

OH HELL NO 😭😭

13. What are you gonna do Saturday night?

prob go to my music studio

14. What are you going to spend money on next?

fucking cat food

[centibunny]

i made it real once

[moemoemammon]

KALEI???? WRITING OBEY ME STUFF AGAIN?????? HE’S BACK FROM THE WAR😱🤯😱🤯😱🤯😭🤚🤚🤚

FORGOT I TOLD YALL MY NAME... jumpscare moment..

Also yeah I'm kiiiinda back. Maybe. Barbatos possessed me last night and when I came to, I wrote sumn. Eat it up 😘

[savannahthefangirl]

✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈✨(No pressure. Just spreading some positivity)

I wish everyone who likes everything I post/reblog, even if they are of interests we don’t share, a very pleasant evening

[astraskylark]

No but both Yang and Blake looked calm while Weiss has had the same terrified expression she's had since the finale of V8 so you know that means Ruby is going to be on the floor sobbing

[devildungeondm]

Here to get some shit done.

[banannabethchase]

19 Kris/Red Velvet (SURPRISE F/F!)

19 ☆ { pulling } their hair

Ah yes. Femslash. My lifeblood. My origins. My smut wheelhouse. Yeahhhhh.

~

The Return

"You're back!"

Velvet can't hold herself back from launching herself into Kris' arms and wrapping herself around her.

"You're back," she murmurs, face buried into Kris' neck.

"Knee's good, too," Kris laughs. She nuzzles Velvet's neck and it feels like coming home. Like AEW really is home again. "Missed you."

Velvet pulls back and peeks around them. She shoots Kris a smile. "We have a few minutes."

Kris looks over at the door next to them. "You know that's all I need."

The door leads to what looks like a storage closet.

"I can work with this," Kris says, almost clinically.

Velvet had missed this, the way Kris effortlessly arranges her on a shelf and hauls her close. They don't need words. Despite the time away from each other, they work like cogs in a machine to quickly pull off Velvet's shorts in a smooth motion.

"Just like the ring," Kris laughs. Velvet intends to respond, but she cuts herself off with a gasp. Kris' mouth tends to do that to her.

"Jesus, you don't waste any time," Velvet laughs. Kris' tongue is merciless against her, firm strokes trading for teasing flicks. The angle is glorious - Kris is standing, leaning her whole body into it, arms wrapped around Velvet's thighs and holding her tight.

Kris pulls back. "You said a few minutes. I want to make sure you come at least twice. It's only fair, since I've been gone so long."

Velvet slides her fingers into Kris' hair as Kris devours her, tugging just a little, just the way she remembers sets Kris on fire. It's like a switch, how much more focused Kris gets when Velvet's fingers tangle in her hair.

"God, baby," Velvet gasps. "Close - I -" She should have remembered this. She should have remembered how hard it crashes into her, the way her mind practically wipes, the way Kris doesn't relent for even a second once she gets a taste of Velvet's release, the way she just keeps going for the second wave even as Velvet half sobs through it.

"Fuck, Kris, I - I can't."

Kris pulls back. "Yes, you can." And dives back in.

It's so matter of fact that it feels, she supposes, like it's all Velvet needed to be convinced that she can.

And she does, arching her back so hard as the second orgasm slams into her that she hits her head on the wall behind her.

Kris pulls back and yanks her shirt up to wipe her mouth. If she had any energy left, Velvet thinks she could have come again from that sight alone.

"You - you gotta."

"You'll get me later, Vel," Kris says with a wink. "Once you can walk again, we'll go say hi to everybody."

"You say that like it'll be any time soon," Velvet says. She takes Kris' hand to slide off the shelf, wobbly.

Kris lights up. "I have the perfect idea."

Red Velvet thinks the best view of the AEW set is when she's getting a piggyback ride from Kris.

[tetradotoxin]

I don't rly know what I'm doing here but it seems like fun? Idk I'll find out sooner or later :)