#i cannot get my mind off of him

[nobodycanjearme]

i wanna be called a good boy so bad collar me and make me yours please fuck me until i am numb in the brain and everything just goes blank

i won’t make any intelligible sounds, only soft whimpers every time you touch me, because just feeling you is so erotic and pleasant that i just can’t help myself

[bertoyana]

charles and erik with each other: oh dear, oh dear. gorgeous 🥺👐 charles and erik with the villain of the week/the x-men: K1LL YOURSELF 🔥🔥🔥

X-Men: First Class (2011) | X-Men Apocalypse (2016)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

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[jadewritesficshere]

Wrecked

Eddie Munson x Reader

Content: oral (male receiving) slight sub!Eddie. Listen I just really wanna suck him

18+ only

Your eyes snapped open, adjusting to the darkness in the room as the VHS shut off with a click. The light from the TV seemed harsh, jarring you from the quietness surrounding you. It woke you up from your sleepy state, heart thumping wildly as you realized you had fallen asleep against Eddie. Eddie, who talked a mile a minute and told you interesting facts while watching movies, who had gone silent almost an hour ago as you started to drift off. Eddie, who had an arm wrapped around your shoulder, hand lazily drawing patterns on your arm where it rested. Your head against his chest, listening to the steady beating of his heart. "Sorry," you yawned as you sat up," Did I fall asleep?"

Eddie blinked slowly before smiling," Don't worry 'bout it. You need to rest." You lazily smile at him as he stands up. He stretches slowly, joints popping that remind you that neither of you are near your teens anymore. He reaches his arms above his head in a stretch, shirt traveling up just enough to give you a sneak peak of his stomach. Pale skin that showed the stark colors of the dragon curled over the top of his belly button. The dragon that had it's mouth open as if it was blowing fire, fire that actually was pink scars courtesy of the demobats. The scars that he always had a different story for when people saw ("I got attacked by a bear." "A witch cursed me." "I didn't eat my vegetables." "I used to defuse bombs").

Your eyes caught on his belly button, the stupid piercing he got claiming "a dragon had to have a hoard". The blue light from the tv causing the jewelry to glint, showing a kaleidoscope of rainbows in the opal gemstones. Your breath caught at the smattering of hair that trailed down from his belly button. Down to the band of his sweatpants that hung low on his hips. Plaid boxers peeking over the hem of his pants obscured your view of the slight v shape of his hips. The TV light providing the perfect amount of light and shadow to show the slight definition of his abs he had gained from long hours as a mechanic.

The sting from biting your lip pulled you from your casual perusal of Eddie's frame. Eddie who hadn't even noticed and was waving his hands around talking as he stared off at the wall,"- but those are just rumors. I mean if they do make a movie, it better be close to the book. No creative liberties. I want to see the book come to life, ya know? I want the dwarves to have full beards, especially the women and-"

You stand up abruptly," Shut the fuck up." Eddie pauses at your abrupt words and movement. Silence spans a few seconds as he notices the glimmer in your eyes," Excuse you?" You hum, running your eyes up and down his frame. Eddie was definitely a man, no longer the boy you had met in high school. He had filled out more, had some scruff on his jawline. His sweatpants had a hole in his knee and there was a stain on his shirt, but he had never looked more beautiful to you. And you had never wanted to fuck him more.

Eddie tilted his head slightly, untamed and frizzy curls bouncing as he tried to decipher the look in your eye. "I will gladly listen to this conversation, but I can't pay attention right now. Not when you're," you wave your hand gesturing to him," that!" Eddie scoffs," Excuse you? That?." One step is all it takes to get in his space, Eddie instinctively taking a step back.

You push on his chest, firm beneath your open palms, causing him to stumble back into the couch. He lands with a grunt and looks up at you with a look of exasperation. He goes to open his mouth to say what you're sure is a snarky remark, but all thoughts leave his head as you grab his knees spreading them open and kneeling in front of him. His jaw drops as he stares at you between his legs. You bat your lashes at him in what you hope is a seductive look, but let's be honest, both you and Eddie suck at flirting. You trail one hand up from his knee, barely touching as your fingers dance their way up his thigh. His cheeks flush, a beautiful dusty pink that spreads down his neck towards his chest. You wonder how far that blush goes as you lift the hem of his shirt.

Eddie is staring at you, frozen in time. You clearing your throat as you tug on his shirt knocks him from his reverie. "Yeah, okay, fuck uh yea." He leans forward enough to pull the shirt over his head. You lick your lips at the expanse of tattooed skin you see. You lean in, trying to decide where to start. You look up through your eyelids at him, slowly licking the happy trail, that definitely made you happy. The image of you licking his skin, peering up at him through your lashes, was burned into Eddie's retinas. Eddie's knuckles were white as he gripped the couch cushions. His stomach flexed unintentionally at the warmth of your tongue. The small whimper he let out fueled your desire, heat pooling low in your stomach. You nip and suck at his hips, one hand resting on his thigh, the other curled around his back to bring him closer to you. You pulled back after adding a lovely red mark that you know will fade to a bruise.

You can't believe you had fallen asleep next to this man, now the only thoughts involving a bed also involved cardio. You lightly trail a finger over the prominent bulge in his pants, earning a sharply inhaled breath and a buck of his hips. "Jesus fucking Christ," he groans, voice lower then you've ever heard. You lick your lips as your hands reach for the hem of his pants and-

"Wait!" Eddie startles you, and you glance up at his wrecked face. "Huh?" You blink a few times starting to pull back," Do you not..?" "No! No I do!" Eddie clears his throat and grabs the pillow next to him," I just...you should be comfortable..." His face flushes as he holds the pillow between you two, causing you to chuckle. You grab the pillow and put it under your knees, even if you don't need it. "Thanks baby. You're so thoughtful." Eddie preens under the praise, looking smug. Your hands return to his waist band, tugging his pants and boxers down. He lifts his hips to help and-

You've never thought a dick to be pretty before. Sure, you've seen some good ones but this? He's long, curved slightly to the right. Precum beading at the top of a head that is flushed so red it's almost purple. A prominent vein trailing the underside of his dick that you want to lick up. Curls around the base that were trimmed but still unruly. The tension is thick as you stare at his dick, wondering where to start. He twitches under your heavy gaze. "C'mon, don't make me wait.." Eddie mumbles. "You'll take what I give you, and you'll be thankful." You snap back, watching the man pout slightly. For all his bravado and extroverted demeanor, he has no power here and he knows it.

But you decide to have mercy on him as you flatten your tongue against his dick, deciding to follow the vein from his base to his tip. Eddie lets out a high-pitched whine followed by a "thank you", but you don't really care. Yes, it feels good for him, but this is also for your pleasure. You swirl your tongue around his leaking tip, tasting the salty essence. Eddie's hand finds the back of your head instinctively, not using any real force or grip. When you fully envelope his tip with your warm mouth and suck, all coherent thoughts of his are gone. He barely can remember his own name. One of your hands holding his hips back so he can't thrust up, the other wrapped around his dick slowly moving up and down.

Eddie sits there babbling nonsense, he never could stay quiet for long. And you wouldn't want him to, his moans and groans like music to your ears. You pull off of him earning a whine. Eddie's face is flushed, bangs stuck to his forehead, a slight sweat broken out on him. He looks down at you with those big brown eyes like you just kicked a dog. "Please? Fuck, please baby? Don't stop."

You smile up at the wrecked man, the man begging for you to continue. You can feel the light pressure of his hand against your head trying to push you closer to his groin. You could make him beg. Make him wait. But he looks so good like this, you want to see him completely blissed out. You inhale deeply before lightly putting the tip back in your mouth. Eddie has no time to mutter a thank you before you fully sink down on him. Your nose coming flush with the hair you admired earlier, taking him deep in your throat without gagging. "Oh fuckfuckfuck," Eddie pants above you, lost in the feeling of you. You hollow out your cheeks and suck, bobbing up and down along his length. He was a twitching writhing mess beneath you. You lightly palm at his balls, adding enough pressure to have Eddie moan. It didn't take him long before he came with a loud groan, hips bucking without a pattern. You swallowed it to the best of your ability, some leaking out and dripping down your chin.

When he was done, you pulled off him with a pop. Eddie's chest heaved as he panted above you. Eddie looked down from the ceiling, not sure when he had thrown his head back in ecstasy. You swipe the cum off your chin before licking your fingers, eyes locked with his. "Jesus Christ," he runs a hand through his hair and lets out a chuckle. You hum and smile up at him. Eddie lightly grasps your biceps, tugging you to get up,"Not sure what brought that on, but I think its time for me to return the favor. Get up here."

[gtwshark]

I think that you're worth keeping around /

I think that you're worth holding onto

(More + doodles under the cut)

[lost-foxian]

i want to see how many times i can post the same guy over and over before people are annoyed by it

[bacchuschucklefuck]

(chuckles) Im so good at reading comprehension and my meat is huge

[moe-broey]

While the World's Slowest Slowburn makes the most logical sense, between Kiran and Alfonse. In my heart. Moe manages to find a way to get in an overly handsy way too intimate WAY too soon I just got my ass ghosted or perhaps dumped situationship with Alfonse. In a demisexuality and trust issues honoring way. ALL under Moe's assumption, that "Well he's Not gonna get attached to me so It's Fine."

[nixie-deangel]

@redfurrycat okay but cute little B&B run by Jake and his sisters, that Bradley goes to because it's hosting the wedding of his long time and best friend -and PR agent- Natasha to Javy, who is besties with the Seresins', so they insisted on hosting his small wedding on their property. It's very much a meet cute.

There are several single cabins and family cabins around the property, besides the main house (which will host the Seresins and a few immediate family members. Bradley is gifted a single cabin that is sort of close to the main house but also separate enough he can feel like he's not under the eye of the public.

Only the cabin Bradley is "gifted" actually one of their older ones, with several issues that must be attended to promptly. which brings Jake the "handyman" into Bradley's life. Who is quite literally Bradley's walking wet dream. It's instantly lust at first sight for them both.

And slowly over time it turns to love.

[juicedpeachy]

thinking about mu qing

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

THE BEST OF THE NORMANDY SUMMIT

Featuring: Cmdr. Sophie Shepard, Primarch Adrien Victus, Dalatrass Linron, and Urdnot Wrex With: Comm. Specialist Samantha Traynor Commander, you need to keep Cerberus at bay- I can't overstate what a victory a treaty between the Turians and the Krogan would be for the Alliance. We need all the help we can get... Mass Effect 3: Legendary Edition (2021)

[puppyeared]

[dsabian]

Are you telling me that the most "f it we ball" incarnation in a long list, the crying screaming begging on his knees "let me save you" Doctor, are you telling me that he has NOT sprinted directly for the Tardis, giant grin in place, roaring "Come on babes we have me a Fiancè to find!!!"

TF??

[seoulmatez]

suo hayato’s hands are for more than just fighting, they’re perfect for holding too! put your palm to his palm and he’ll let you compare the size of your hands before intertwining your fingers together. he’ll take your hand in his and run his thumb across the knuckles before bringing it up to his lips to leave a soft kiss on the back. when you’re holding hands on the street, you’ll always feel the occasional comforting squeeze and every now and then. sometimes he’ll tug you closer — he says it’s to keep you away from the road but you both know it’s because he likes to have you near

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

I will block you if you are minor and have no easily visible indication of your age on your blog if you interact with me in any way.

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Imagine dressing up as a catgirl for Wonwoo. He's so focused playing games in your shared study room and, maybe you feel like being a bit of a tease and tempting him away from his monitors for awhile. This is something you've considered surprising your boyfriend with for some time but, the correct time has just never arisen. It's now or never, you suppose.

Wonwoo is too engrossed in the actions unfolding on his screen to notice you slip into the study. Typical. You smile a little at your unsuspecting boyfriend. Wonwoo is quite an observant man and has rarely made you feel uncared for or unwanted but, sometimes you do wish he'd cut back his gaming hours a little bit. Maybe you're just spoiled though, who knows. "Wonwoo," you call out to him, fiddling with the hem of your pastel pink skirt. He doesn't respond, still fully focusing on his screen. With a sigh you walk over to his gaming chair and, gently tap him on the shoulder.

He is startled for a moment, fumbling to pause the game. The first thing your boyfriend sees when he turns to talk to you is your tits, your white top clinging to you and leaving very little to the imagination. Now, Wonwoo has seen your boobs before and, loves them. Thinks they're a 10/10 but, he's wholly unprepared for that to be the first thing he sees. His body reacting before he is able to pull himself together. When he does start to come back to himself, he's surprised to notice what you're wearing. The black car ears sticking out from the top of your head, the pink skirt that just barely reaches your thighs and the white thigh high socks that cling to your thighs. On a closer look, he discovers you're not wearing a bra and he can very clearly see your nipples pebbled against the material of your shirt rather appetisingly. "I wanted to surprise you" comes your somewhat shy explanation for your choice of attire and, Wonwoo is still desperately trying to remember how to form words. All the blood feeling as though it has completely rushed from his head. "You uh look great" he manages to stammer out, eyes running along your body and coming to rest at the ears atop your head. A small smile graces his stupidly attractive face. "Thank you," you respond with a smile of your own, resting your hands onto his broad shoulders, leaving minimal space between the two of you. You can help the shudder that runs through your body as one of his hands comes to gently hold your thigh, resting midway between your sock and bare skin. Of course he'd get all smug at your reaction. "If you wanted to have sex you could've just said so. Not to say I don't appreciate the outfit. I'm painfully hard right now," your boyfriend says in a tone equal parts blasé and arrogant, his thumb drawing circles on your thigh. His gaze is liquid heat now as he looks at you, the noticeable octave drop in his voice making you drip onto your panties. "Like I said um I wanted it to be a surprise," you manage you get out with minimal stammering, digging your nails into his shirt as his smirk only widens. "Sure," is all he says before pulling you into a heated kiss. His grip on your thigh tightening.

[causenessus]

I'M BEEN OVERTHINKING THIS FOREVER I just wanted to say I'm sorry if anyone thinks anyone is love letters is ooc like I know I put that as a warning and stuff but I just worry about it so much 😔 I'm definitely going to be trying to consume a lot more suna media and rewatch the inarizaki match I've just been busy but really wanted to write intros!!! I PROMISE YN IS NOT SUNA'S ENTIRE PERSONALITY 🙏