#how do we feel about this

[cherubytes]

[bottledkriegmen]

never forget what they took from us.

[autumnalsteahouse]

thinking about how after a night out with your friends, you couldn’t get Hanta out of your head. before you left, he looked so hungry.

“baby…” it was like he couldn’t decide which part of you was calling his name the loudest, his eyes were slowly shifting down each inch of your body, “looks like you’re on a mission to get free drinks tonight.”

The blush warmed your cheeks a little too quickly, just like the smile that you were trying to push down.

It’s been a little over two years since you’ve first gotten together, so when he looks at you like that… you know it gives you the slightest glimpse into later tonight. The thought has you shifting, clenching under his weighted gaze— something that doesn’t go unnoticed.

hanta pulls his lips in before his skilled tongue darts between them and licks his bottom lip, “or is this for me?…” he draws out, wandering gaze leading back up to your weakening stare.

“Is this for me to peel off when you’re done with the club?” he mumbles, stepping towards you; close enough to where his toned front is against your back, the curve of your ass slots perfectly against his stiffened cock. “when you come home after being ogled at by strangers nd all you wanna do is feel how full I can make you?” his lips were ghosting the shell of your ear, raising goosebumps all along your skin. His hands, spread and open-palmed, cupped the fat of your hips as he presses impossibly harder against you. “This is a little reminder for you that no matter how bad those lame asses want you, they could never fit the print of my dick carved into that pretty pussy.”

you were close to salivating, the temptation to stay home was weighing heavily on the scale of options— you did promise your friends that you’d go out… but you didn’t specify for how long…

A couple of hours. That’s how long you could take before all thoughts led to the yearning of feeling just how full your boyfriend could make you. The way his dick perfectly curves to hit the gummy spot that makes you feel like you’ve melted into a puddle of warm wax, the way his toned arms hug you close— skin on skin, hot and sensual. In your semi intoxicated state, you needed it now more than ever.

“Hanta…” you whine uncomfortably into the phone, fiddling with your keys while trying to balance the device between your cheek and your shoulder.

“what is it, baby? Are you home?” his voice comes through the phone like velvet, warm and inviting, enticing the human equivalent of a purr out of you.

“‘Mm home but the keys are being so mean…” you trail off as the keys jingle in opposition while you sift through them.

It took no more than 3 seconds for the door to swing open with a shirtless and disheveled Sero Hanta to greet you. He was back-lit, mullet extra shaggy, his broad chest rising and falling as if to even out his breath— not to forget the grey sweatpants that hung low to expose the dark happy trail that guided your eyesight from his belly button to the fulfilling print that was teasing you with every passing second.

You felt yourself salivate.

“those clothes need to come off-“ he nearly growled before cutting himself off to pull you in by the waist.

You could barley gasp, there was almost no time before his lips were on yours.

Animalistic was how it felt, everything went by so fast— your shoes were scattered somewhere, bag dropped and so were the keys. Hanta’s hands were everywhere, feeling everything, all the while, you were reminded how fit the man before you was with every passing second.

“Were you stroking my pretty cock while I was gone?” you moaned, attempting to sound like syrupy honey as you watched him haphazardly kick off his sweats.

“fu… your cock?” he looked back down at you, almost rabid with his pupils so dilated, only making the thump of your clit heavier.

taking a few steps back, his calves hit the back of one of the seats in the living room, prompting him to fall back onto the cushion.

“that’s my cock, just like this pretty pussy is yours.”

the look on his face was that akin to a worshiper seeing the deity he’s placed all his faith into— eyes wide and jaw slacked. he followed your movements as you slip out of the base of your fit, leaving you in only your top as you go to straddle his bare lap…

tagging: @nkogneatho

[chikinan]

noi drawing with zine printing in mind 💭

[gengwasted]

CW: blood & MCD

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…listen. I was sad?

[margaritaville]

happy sunday today stede is taking blurry iphone photos of his cock in ed’s pussy and he can’t get the phone still enough to get the shot that he wants but he isnt about to stop fucking ed to take a picture so he’s taking rapid fire pics to see if one of them is good and ed, being fucked senseless, weakly offers that he could take live photos. and stede is like ohhh you’re a genius darling and he does stop fucking ed for a minute to ask him how to do that

[saturntherat]

Wings of fire gravity falls au thing I did

[scrollonso]

dog boy bez?

[averysmolkirbo]

Coming off of the sexiest ace attorney man poll on twt right now there seems to be a disproportianately high amount of lesbian support for Diego / Godot (including me) like we really have a campaign of lesbians for godot. Something about him attracts lesbians.

Poll time!!

rb to get more than 2 votes on this poll ._.

[several-worms]

my professor Layton birthday cake from a few months ago

[chilegp]

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[patchworkcowboy-archive]

[kinardsevan]

Headcanoning in my marvey/bucktommy crossover:

Harvey and Tommy went on exactly one date, years ago. They got on well, but the date was a disaster, and neither of them wanted to go on a second one. What they did want to do together though, is work out together. So they became gym buddies. Harvey calls anytime he needs help on a fire or flight related question. Tommy has a lawyer on retainer for cheap AF because he also gave Harvey flying lessons.

Mike and Buck also know each other, but they did not date. They met during their odd jobs phase. Buck tried weed with Mike and Trevor ONCE, didn’t care for the path they were headed down, and took himself out of the equation. Still, when he heard about the law firm and what Mike was doing with his life, he kinda thought that was cool.

So when he meets Tommy, and a few months in, Tommy says he wants to introduce him to his friend and his friends husband, Buck is all over it. And then they show up to dinner, and it’s Harvey and Mike, and Buck is thrown because he didn’t know they’d moved to LA, let alone that Mike’s Harvey was also Tommy’s Harvey.

(Don’t ask about the bicoastal of it all. I haven’t worked that out yet.)

But then like, Buck and Harvey get on famously because they can match each others sass. It makes Tommy and Mike a little crazy because those two together are a lot to handle.

[meep-meep-richie]

Until this day Thor still doesn’t know Loki is still alive

[jadelemonadee]

bill x seabury 😍😍😍

[extraterraangel]

i personally love the thought of gregg coming home after going to the historical society with mae and angus being terrified. i mean, gregg’s pretty sturdy, and the height from the fire escape stairs to the ground isn’t specified, but it sounds like a good distance. he’d at least have some scrapes and cuts, and at worst a sprain and/or broken bone, but to angus, he’s on the verge of death. they need to make it through this goddamn “ghost”/kidnapper situation so they can get out of possum springs and move to bright harbor, away from the awful living conditions they’re in.