#his thighs!!!

[jasonmewkid]

this picture does something to me…..

[evercelle]

[contessalarue]

[scruffydoomergirl]

Thighs save lives<3

[batbabydamian]

reverse robins of my fav trio!

[trashcora]

Pedro Pascal’s Slutty Little Knee attends the Met Gala 2023, Karl Lagerfeld: A Line of Beauty

[hinamie]

the new jjk cafe fits have been living in my head . no thoughts except yuuji in a letterman

[angelbbynatalya0f]

a little fun never hurt anyone ~

[porkcutletbowl44]

NSFW MDNI

Johnny likes morning head.

There isn't a better way to wake up than feeling something wet and warm on his morning wood. Blinking the hazy sleep out of his eyes, your head is on his thigh, holding his cock to your mouth with your eyes shut.

His head lays on your bent knee with a low groan, watching with sleepy eyes the way your tongue folds up and down over his slit.

It's almost better this way, lazy and unrushed because he's simply too tired to rut harshly into your mouth, too drunk to do anything but watch and occasionally rock his hips sluggishly with your movements.

He whimpers loudly when his tip gets suckled between your lips, milky beads of pre drooling out.

His hand always reaches down over your body to pet your hair back, cock twitching weakly on the inside of your cheek, tongue working in and out on the underside of his shaft.

Johnny is already very vocal in bed, but in the mornings it's more (if it was even possible for him to be more than usual)

When he finally comes to, his fingers wedge under your panties to lazily pump his fingers in time with your strokes, moaning with every sound you make, every lazy touch of your hand, kissing and nipping at your shin on his cheek in the sideways 69 of sorts.

He gets edged too, when he's really close you stop and give his cock head messy, sucking kisses just to feel the flare and throbs, making him extra needy with his morning voice.

[loganspr1ncess]

i love my circle ᥫ᭡

[nikkinelson1313]

[aeturnum-mendacacium]

That one time when your crush showed their full physical body (normally looks like a vague human(?)looking blob and void of darkness) and your ass was NOT ready for the reveal

@frownyalfred

[hinamie]

completely innocuous vash sheet :) fr practice

[myfriendgoo94]

Thinking this’ll be my cozy-night-at-home outfit this year. Thoughts?

[hurlingdown]

“baby,” zoro manages, and when it doesn’t work, he gently tugs on your hair. 

you look up through your lashes, without unlatching, and nearly forget how to breathe. it’s jarring, almost, the warmth that pours into you at the quiet vulnerability in his gaze, tender and wanting and yours. 

you give his swollen nipple one more wet kiss, before raising your head to meet him with a small, coy smile. teasing, the way that makes your lover glow. “too much?” 

he’s too busy blushing to respond right away. you bring his hand down to your cheek, pressing the burn of his sweaty palm against your face. it makes you want to close your eyes, and you give in to the comfort with a faint sigh. 

zoro lets out a small grunt, turning his head to the side. it’s nothing new, your affection for him, but sometimes, you’re a little too good at making him feel embarrassed. what stays on you, though, is his good eye, molten silver and warm sea bleeding into you. 

he pretends to think about your question, for a bit. like the answer isn’t written all over his face. 

“no,” he denies, quietly. 

“... you’re tired, then.” 

“no.” 

“bored?” 

“never.” 

you blink your eyes open, and zoro’s frowning. it’s not that you don’t get him, he knows this. you just don’t want to act. 

“tell me,” you begin, “tell me what you want.” 

he swallows slowly, throat bobbing. he knows this game you’re playing, has played it before, countless times. but zoro doesn’t want to play. he wants you pinning him down by the neck and taking him apart, wants to sob and keen and thrash under your mercy, crying as you spill inside him again and again and again. 

“baby,” you murmur, your cheek smushed against his chest, and as tender as the word is, it’s a soft-spoken warning. zoro doesn’t think he can handle it if you go back to sucking his nipples. they’re soft and swelling, peppered with red and purple. too sensitive for his liking. “tell me where you want me.” 

this, he can do. 

he’s not the best at directions, zoro supposes. not that good with… locations, in general. his instincts take him where they want to go, and he follows blindly. some of the best decisions he’s made, some of the worst. 

but when he takes your hand, intertwining it with his, it’s steady and warm and full, and he’s never been more sure that this is the right thing. 

he places it on his stomach. “here,” he breathes. “i want you here.” 

[lonionjon]

Skrunkly (Cat!John) and Martin based on @ultramarinaa's design and @thestrangepoet's fanfic

The smaller I draw him the happier I am ...