#i just had to !

[absolutelybifurious]

wanna be your endgame

buddie | rated mature | 10,683 words | post 8x06, jealous buck, get together

Maddie has her forehead against her hands, which are clasped in what looks to be prayer. “Okay, so – hang on, so Eddie’s gay?” “Yeah.” Buck can’t believe they’re doing this again. “And he told you he was in love with you.” “Right,” Buck says. “And you…” Maddie peeks up at him. “You’re in love with him?” “Absolutely.” Maddie draws in a long breath, and she splits her hands to pillow her face. “But you turned him down and told him you wanted to wingman for him instead?” Buck lets out a breath. “Yes, because I can’t be his first. I can’t be his first because I wanna be his last.”

OR

Eddie confesses. Buck handles it poorly.

[read on ao3]

[musette22]

Bonus

Sebastian Stan + Chris Evans 💫

[nunu-draws]

NEVER KILL YOURSELF !!!!

[masasiblingnaruto]

[freddiesinnuendo]

David Tennant | BAFTAs Promo Video (2024)

[jadecantcreate]

an alternate fancy outfit for my darling <3 he deserves it

detail / doodle close ups

[starrwrrld]

hmm...

[saraonarasauce]

drew apollo for the wife, @lopsaii , and just had to add klavier somehow

[duckie-deer-prompts]

[lokimobius]

LOKI S02E02 “Breaking Brad”

[greenbirdtrash]

You guys are NOT ready....Neither was i.

F....Father Imperator.....Frater Imperator?

yes they did collar him.it's canon now.

[smoothedsmoothie]

[missd476]

I'm a simple lass. I see concept art of Vivian with different hats, I draw her with corresponding outfits. Really helps after a lousy day at work.

[mcnuggetclub]

the way henry looks at alex

[loo-nuh-tik]

[nyttedryst]

This is wrong... completely wrong. Damn it, you're the devil. Kento's sure you're the devil because how else would he be able to even explain this feeling? The longing he feels whenever you're there, the temptation he badly want to succumb to.

This is a sin.

You're a sin.

He's the high priest of the whole empire damn it and you... you're the empire's infamous atheist. Everyone believe you're the devil but fuck the devil's hot. He have always been grumpy to you, almost hateful spitting out words that includes how you're going to hell whenever you wait for your religious friend. He's glad your friend's religious, because of her he have been able to see you outside every sunday.

"In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit." A voice echoed in the confessional, it's your friend ready to confess to the oh so pure and holiest high priest of the empire seeking for an advice. The same high priest they so greatly talking about, relentlessly thrusting, abusing his aching massive cock in the empire's atheist's cunt. The devil's cunt and he love every fucking second of it.

"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned, it has been two weeks since my last confession. These are my sins-"

The narrow space inside the confessional booth makes it hard to escape him...not like you wanted too. Your friend have started listing their sins, while the high priest himself is sinning. He sloppily reach down, rubbing on your clit as he's deep in your walls relishing how it tightens and beg for more.

Sweat beads drip down your forehead, your hair slightly damp with them as you hold tightly onto his back practically digging your nails into his back. You know damn well, your pussy's squelching already audible you don't need to add in that whimpers. His ragged breathing filling in the air with the occasional grunts and groans he let out.

His handsome face screams pussy drunk in every aspect. Just from how he closes his eyes or the way he seek for your lips, muttering curses and how good you feel around him.

"God, the Father of mercies, through the death and resurrection of his Son-" He shakily sighed, starting to pray as a response to your friend on the other side. Your body shudders, struggling away as your orgasm neared instinctively reaching for his digits that's rubbing your clit trying to remove it.

He let out a 'tch' not letting you do that, his free hand taking hold of both of your wrists. You barely managed to hold back your cries of his name if you didn't bit onto his shoulder. His thrusts kept on, speeding up and growing rough as he pushed your legs higher wanting to bury his cock deeper.

"n-no- no-" you muffled trying to warn him before your eyes are rolling to the back of your head as you cream, his hips stuttering burying himself deeper as he filled you up with his cum.

"Amen." He breathed out, a grin forming on his lips as he stare down and rest your still twitching body against his chest.