#holy shit hes hot

[kaiaelsher]

Dear past me.

I am so sorry for the person I am slowly becoming.

Hot take: Caleb returning as love interest would be weird as fuck.

"But they're not blood-relat-" no.

[thebisforbitch]

Met a trans guy at a club less than 24 hours ago, and I'm pretty sure he owns me now, so that's pretty neat~

[icantfindmireyaaaa]

BoZ!APOLLO HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD

Apollo

[ilovejayce]

This man turns me on so easily its insane holy shit

[transformers-spike]

evil idea complete. it was the eating out hcs all along

[otto-doctavius]

wade wilson body worship. can anyone hear me

[hailthegodsong]

HELLOO?? this has me crying from both ends

the more videos i see of jake=the more i swerve lanes

[ew-selfish-art]

Dp x Dc AU: Jazz Fenton, after years of fixing her brother’s injuries, becomes a Doctor with an inclination towards behavioral health and psychology- In order to make the difference she wants to see in the world she joins Dr. Leslie Thompkin’s practice. 

Jazz Fenton, M.D. has spent years of her life doing research, doing the hard work and the emotional labor, and finally, finally, she’s joining a practice she can feel 100% confident in. She’s goddamn good doctor and she wants to make the biggest impact that she can. 

Dr. Thompkins (who insists that she call her Leslie as they’re colleagues now), is a kind woman, sharp as a tack and keeps her practice open at odd hours to help the most unfortunate. It took some time for them to bond and trust to be built, but now Jazz is being allotted a few night shifts here and there. 

It’s incredible. Jazz gets to spend time with the kids who come in and really talk to them (in addition to getting them antibiotics, heating pads and pokemon themed bandaids) to help equip them with a few coping skills. Her passion for psychology never disappeared after all, but the expansive knowledge of how to heal the human body has made her find a sense of fulfillment like no other.

Having proven herself and worn Leslie down, Jazz now takes up about 1/3 of all the night shifts in the month. She’s hoping to get to 50/50 by the end of the year but she’s content with what she has. Danny keeps odd hours anyway so calling him after work on her walk home can happen any time of day and he will always answer enthusiastically. 

It’s a particularly busy night before he comes in. The Red Hood. 

He was known for being an ally to Leslie, despite being on contentious terms with the Bats, but Jazz had never asked directly. Never one to turn away a patient with bullet hole wounds, she hops into action to get his wounds cleaned, sewed up and gauze wrapped. She’s handing him a sheet (an Infographic! Dani made it with her! Graphic design is her passion!) on how to care for his wounds when he first seems to recognize that she’s not Leslie. 

“No, Of course not. I’m Dr. Fenton. I can’t blame you for not remembering but I did introduce myself as you bled in the entry way. You’re Red Hood, right?” 

“Hm. Didn’t realize the practice was expanding. Where can I find-” He grumbles before pushing her hand aside from where she had still been supporting his shoulder.

“Hold on there, mister. You’re going home, you’re following this infographic and you’re going to get some sleep.” 

“Lady you don’t know-” His voice modulated ton came across antagonistically. As if he was trying to intimidate her. Ha, Jazz rolls her eyes at the inclination.

“Who I’m talking to? Who I’m dealing with? You’re hilarious. I can eat you vigilante’s hero complexes for breakfast. Tell me who I’m calling to pick you up and then you can say thank you.” Jazz snaps at him. It really had been a long night but his whole dialogue thus far is making her a bit batty. 

“Oh really Doc? You know Leslie’s tough shit, and from what I can tell you’ve got nothing on her-” 

“Trying to make me feel insufficient when I just saved your life? That’s cute. I’m sure a lifetime of abandonment by both of your parental figures gave you that. I’m also sure that you inherited this desire to prove you’re not going to be dependent on anyone who wants to help from whoever got you dressing up in tights to fight crime in the first place. Again, I’d love to talk at length about how predictable you-” 

“Bwah- wait- I’m Predictable? You’re probably some nepobaby who had parents who told her she could have the world-” But Jazz cuts him off with hysterical laughter- he couldn’t be further from the truth. Her parents loved her, but nepotism? With what, the ghosts? If anything she got that from Danny, but he doesn’t need to know about her ghostly titles. 

“You’re just some guy who came back from the dead and made his trauma everyone else’s issue. So shut it. And tell me how I’m getting you home from this clinic.” She seethes though her voice stays devastatingly level with each word. 

Speechless for a moment, he eventually relents to Jazz that he’s already called for help on the comms but it will be hours before they can come for a pick up. The sun had already come up and the night had been over for most of them before Hood had walked into trouble. She groans and the realizes the time for herself and the empty clinic around them.

“Fine. My shift just ended anyway. I’ll get you home in one piece and I swear to all the ancients that you’d better follow the directions on the infographic.” 

And that’s how Jazz ended up calling her brother while supporting the weight of a grown ass man (who no longer wanted to talk to her) on her walk home. 

The next time Red Hood appears in her clinic, he’s brought a dozen roses in addition to the cut on his neck that definitely needs to be pressurized like ASAP. Did he stop for the flowers on his way to the clinic? He’s going to pass out from blood loss! She doesn’t even like roses!

[emmcfrxst]

can u guys imagine narcos with this pedro though,,,,,

[good-to-drive]

[deviouz]

. . . mean jason todd !!

jason todd is the type to fuck you so good tears seem to permanently stain your cheeks and leave your skin feeling raw after all is said and done. he’d have your body contorted and folded in, knees pressed firmly against your chest and legs thrown over his broad, scarred up shoulders. he smirks so cruelly as he absolutely destroys your poor cunt, tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every thrust of his hips.

“‘s the matter, pretty girl? you’re crying so pretty for me. got you drunk on my cock, don’t i?”

jason todd is also the type to grab your jaw and dig his fingers into your cheeks, pushing them together and laughing at the embarrassed whines that garble out of your throat. he’ll stare down at you with those pretty eyes of his, his gaze stern and unwavering, hips still snapping away without much thought. you’re practically drowning in pleasure as jason is ever so in tune with your body, what makes you tick.

“you gonna look at me when you come? i don’t want you lookin’ away from me, not even for a second. let me see that pretty face when i make you come on my cock, doll. that’s it, just like that.”

jason todd is just so mean to his pretty girl. he’ll mock your pleas just to make you repeat them loud enough your voice shakes and broken, desperate sobs push past kiss-swollen lips. if you don’t beg just right, he’ll show his thrusts, eyes focused on yours, as he smiles down at you, all sharp and all teeth.

“what was that? don’t think i quite heard you. say it again for me, yeah?”

jason todd will deny you of your release endless times, simply because he can. he gets a giddy joy at seeing how unabashed you can get at the continuous denial of release. you shake and cry and beg and thrash in his grip, but nothing ever seems to persuade him.

“you can come when i say you can, do you understand? now, be a good girl and shut the fuck up and just take it.”

likes + reblogs heavily encouraged and appreciated!!

[icarusredwings]

Based on real life events.

Thinking about how serious play time is in the Wilson- Howlett household

Wade, laying on the floor: Alright, Doc whats your diagnosis? Please dont be cancer please dont be cancer please dont be cancer

Dr gabby with toy tools: Hm.... Yup. You have cancer.

Wade: GAAASSSPPP No!! This can't be! I had so many dreams!! I- *drimatically starts fake crying.* I have to call my husband!

Dr gabby: You better make it quick, its spreading.

Wade: *gets out his phone and actually calls Logan, fake tears in his eyes and everything.* Logan!

Logan, who now walks out to the livingroom, holding the phone: Why are you calling me inside the ho-

Wade: LOGAN!!! I-.... i have cancer..

Logan: .... yeah??

Wade: *sobs drimatically* Im so young!! What are we gonna do!! I need a hug!

Logan: *steps back with his hands up* nu-uh if I mess up my nails Laura is going to kill me.

Dr gabby: Well I can do surgery. And save you.

Wade: GAAASSPP I wont have cancer anymore? Oh please Dr. Gabby!

Dr. Gabby: lay down.

Wade: *lays down very still*

Dr gabby: *litsens to his stomach*

Wade, giggling: What are you doing Doc?

Dr. Gabby: Im checking on the baby.

Wade: Baby!?

Dr. Gabby: Yes.

Logan, looking betrayed: Why didn't you tell me!?

Wade, blushing: Im sorry honey I didn't know untill dr. Gabby took away all of my cancer!!

Gabby: actually you still have cancer everywhere.

Wade: Fuck-

Logan because he's more drimatic then people think: YoU SAID YOU WAS ON THE PILL!

Wade, giggling: IM SORRY!! I HAVE ADHD!! YOU KNOW I FORGET TO TAKE MY PILLS!

Logan: Well You and I both know that Dr gabby took away my balls last week SO IT CANT BE MINE!

Dr gabby: *giggles*

Wade, genuienly shocked he would go this far: IM SO SORRY!! PLEASE FORGIVE ME! DON'T LEAVE ME! 😳😭

Logan: Who's is it!? Hm!??

Al, with popcorn: I bet it was that Spider kid he hangs out with.

Logan: GAAASSSPP!! YOU SAID HE WAS JUST A FRIEND

Wade: 👁👄👁💧 wait wut

Laura:.. what the fuck is going on

Gabby: Papa cheated on daddy

Wade: I-I DID NOT!!! 🤨

Logan: I CANT BELIEVE THIS!! 😰 I thought you loved me!! *fake sobs*

Wade: NO WAIT! I DO!! COME BACK!!

Gabby:.... are they still playing pretend...?

Laura:.. I dont know anymore..

[b4kuch1n]

simulated earth (it does not matter)

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[killerpancakeburger]

Just reblogged art of Astarion covering Tav's mouth to shut them up and now I have a mighty need to write about Astarion and Tav in Baldur's Gate, separated from the rest of the party for a reason or another, in a romantic relationship, coming across one of those person Astarion do NOT want to come across because of shit he did in the past, so he drags Tav into a nearby alley, pins them against the closest wall, covers their mouth with his hand and whispers, firmly: "Not. A sound."

And he's busy checking they don't get caught but Tav is just standing there, having no idea what's happening, but letting Astarion doing what he wants because they trusts him, and thinking to themselves: "Hm. That's hot actually."

[zerillo-zephixel]

AAMUTFAMYFTAMHTFHTFCHYFHFHTFUTFTUYTHAFAGAGAGAGAGAFFGSUWJHWVWOAOISGHYAH IDIA??? I'M. JSKSKSJSSNNSJS

[here-comes-the-moose]

Crosshair, near tears: All the hotties have stomach problems 🥲