#i love you my sweet boy

[salvatoreren]

happy birthday to my number one boy, my favorite character in all of media and the actual love of my life!!! i have such a profound and emotional connection to him that just transcends reality, it says a lot when i say i have always loved his character, when i first saw him in my screen or in whatever, i was already in love with him like omg, i had to read fics about this man and I HAD TO WATCH THE SERIES TO KNOW THIS MAN, contrary to popular belief i've never really found him annoying or his anger unjustified because it was and i feel deep down that anger was to dish out the vulnerability, the grief and to cope in general after the loss of his mom or his situation.

he is such a deeply misunderstood and his whole character is a tragedy, a cautionary tale and he has never achieved freedom when he was so close in achieving it, he has shed his old self in favor of what's best for his people and has carried and walked that path of burden alone. i'm afraid no one will ever match up to the complexities and depths and the many discussions about his character. he's incredibly human with his flaws and his problems and even situations and because of that so many are so willing to overlook it in favor of something unrealistic, the fact that eren has been doomed from the very start if you think about it is one of the reasons why he's such a tragedy and the fact that in the end, even with all that he has to commit in the name of the greater good and salvation, he ultimately chooses to believe in himself because it is only him who can do this.

he's so incredibly selfless and caring and loving to those around, he attracts people with his natural charisma and has became a pillar of those who has loved him and has nurtured their growths one way or another. there is no character as deserving as the main character than him because he is the attack titan, he fights for freedom, he is the kind of character that perfectly fits within attack on titan's themes and it's sad and disheartening for people to prefer another to be the main character.

this is the first year we celebrated his birthday without seeing him in the months to come and that's sad, i will always love and defend his character and even go as far to be delusional about it because as said i have such a genuine and profound connection to him, this character who has been with me for the last 4 years, nurturing my growth and my ability to understand media literacy because my god, do you need that to appreciate his character even more.

to the boy who sought freedom, i love you and i miss you, happy birthday.

[julianalvarez9]

julián álvarez, world champion 🇦🇷🏆

[sourkreem]

birthday hangout!! they went to jasons favourite shitty diner afterwards :)

not him eating a very sugary burger fondant cake

[martyrbat]

WAHHHH NED PRAISING JARRY IN THE INTERVIEW

[demaparbat-hp]

Grumpy, meet Sunshine.

Quote by @sstarbitss

[yuwuta]

satoru physically withers and crumbles every time you return his belongings. he doesn’t know how to tell you that he can only accidentally on purpose leave his glasses on your nightstand, or his jacket on your couch, or his shirt in your laundry so many times before he loses his mind. every time you don’t take he bait, he folds into himself and wonders why you don’t love him anymore and it costs him $22.50 to hear ieiri tell him to suck it up and use his words because he literally has to buy her company (and drinks).

but when you do take the bait, when you do wear his things, satoru thinks it’s all worth it. he can’t explain why it does what it does to him. it’s a sinister kind of possession he wants to have over you, knowing you’re your own person, free to do as you please, but also knowing you’re caged in him. it’s a lovesick kind of gooeyness that melts his heart seeing you fumble with the sleeves of a sweater that’s too long for you. it’s the vision of you seeing you drowning in him—in his clothes, in his things, in him, in him, in him. he’s selfish, he wants to consume you in as many ways as possible, wants you to drown in him, would die happily knowing you were one tenth as enraptured by him as he is with you. he doesn’t know how or why or when you gained so much power over him, but he doesn’t care, he doesn’t want you to ever stop, so if he has to keep pretending to leave his clothes and bags and glasses around then so be it.

[figthoughts]

thinking about sub!dean needing to taste your pussy. 18+

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getting back to the motel room in the late afternoon, his desperate whines as you strip off to shower, shutting the door behind you, leaving him frustrated and annoyed.

needy huffs and pleading eyes as you return, your soft skin covered in little droplets as you walk past him in just your towel, ready to put on your pyjamas for the night.

his desperate hands grabbing at you to stop you from getting dressed, guiding you back to the bed and pushing you onto the mattress.

dean pulling the towel off you, his eyes widening at the sight of you, all spread out in front of him, a soft smile on your face as he kneels between your legs.

a silent look; a plea to finally let him get a taste of what he’s been so desperately craving all day.

a wordless nod in return; permission for him to make you feel good, to taste you like he’s been needing.

the bed frame creaking slightly in the otherwise silent room, dean shuffling between your thighs, his lids heavy as he takes in the sight of your slick core, the smell of your arousal making his pathetic little head spin.

his breaths becoming faster, so eager to please you, to make you pant out his name over and over again.

the soft feeling of his lips moving along your thighs, kissing and nipping at your skin, his eyes flickering between your eyes and your wet heat.

a soft gasp being pulled from your lungs as he finally dives in, lapping up your sweet taste like a starved man. his hands holding your thighs open, forcing you to let him take what he’s been craving.

little whimpers leaving his mouth as he looks at your scrunched up expression, your pink lips parted as you breathe and look down at him between your thighs.

his hips shifting slightly, trying to find relief for his throbbing cock beneath the denim of his jeans, his tongue still working wonders between your folds.

soft whines leaving dean’s lips as he rolls his hips into the mattress, humping it so slowly, without even realising it.

his eyes lighting up at your moans and soft words of praise as he continues his ministrations between your thighs. his cheeks and chin glistening, covered in your arousal.

the vibrations of his moans sending sparks flying throughout your body, your walls clenching around nothing, your hips jutting into his face, only working him up more.

the bed creaking louder as he humps the mattress harder, looking so pathetic and wrecked. his soft whines against your cunt sounding heavenly.

your hands in his short sandy hair, tugging a little as the knot in your stomach tightens. his tongue lapping at your swollen clit quicker, his hips moving against the bed faster.

breathy gasps and sighs of his name leaving your parted lips, rolling your hips into his face, tugging at his hair harder, so close to coming apart at his touch.

whimpers leaving dean’s lips as he buries his face further between your thighs, desperate to push you over the edge.

the pleasure scrunching up your face as you hit your climax, your soaked pussy clenching around nothing, dean’s tongue hastily lapping up your juices as his hips roll hurriedly against the sheets.

loud pants filling the room, your head thrown back into the pillow, riding your high as that warm feeling of bliss crashes over your body.

more pathetic whines erupting from dean, his hips quickening into a sloppy mess of thrusts.

a loud moan between your thighs as he cums in his pants, his once-hurried thrusts slowing into little jerks against the mattress, pathetic whiny noises babbled against your skin.

dean eventually lifting his head from your thigh, his wide eyes searching yours, a sheepish expression on his face, his warm unsteady breath hitting your skin.

a lazy smile in return, your gaze fond and loving, a huff of amusement falling from your mouth as a small dopey smile grows on dean’s face, making the outer corners of his eyes crinkle.

“felt so good. did so well, dean,” you breathe out.

A/N: pathetic dean will be the death of me!!! need this so bad actually like not joking LOL

also thinking about making a taglist and masterlist of all my little oneshots and drabbles? yes, no? lmk <3

requests and feedback are welcome! reblogs support me and my writing! ty!

[frogchiro]

Mmm boyfie RE4!Leon gaining a bit of weight ;;

It's nothing major, he has a very rigid training regime, fitting an aspiring policeman, but even with that he can help but notice how he just...became softer. His abs not as pronounced, the bit of extra weight on his tummy, chest, his hips and even thighs, he starts to notice how his clothes seem just a tiny bit tighter than usual. It's not that he minds, of course not, but it takes him a while to realise why exactly he put on more weight recently...and the answer is you, his sweet gf♡

Whenever you have a free day from college classes, finish earlier or it's the weekend you can be usually found cooking or baking something delicious and, apparently, very rich. He loves it, of course he does! What his sharp eyes didn't manage to catch though, was the way you look at him with his new extra weight.

He's just...irresistible, your great hunk of a boyfriend. You love him wholly, God only knows how much; his sweet smiles, the way his eyes crinkle when he has one of those boyish smiles, his dedication to everything he does...But God that extra fat on his body does things to you.

Just imagine kissing up his tummy, softer than usual and how he'd feel suddenly a bit insecure, after all he was always super fit...But the loving way you look at him and how enamored you seem to be immediately relieves those nasty thoughts♡

[sob3rdeath]

mdni, please! +18 content ahead. ♡

cw: oral (m!receiving), slight gagging and dacryphilia??

yuuta cries the first time you give him head. and i'm not talking about muffled whimpers or tears on his lash line, he truly starts to sob and hiccup because of how good you're making him feel. you can't blame him, can you? your throat's just too tight and the way you gag around his length is making his head dizzy. such a good, obedient girl for him, hm? he wonders what did he do to deserve it, to deserve this. you look up at him with your makeup all smeared and smiles, almost mocking him as you ask why is he crying? isn't he feeling good? and he just shushes you by bucking his hips up and making you work on him again. and god, everything is worth the moment he lets out a strangled 'i love you so much baby, thank you' the moment he's shooting his potent and thick seed down your throat.

dividers by aquazero.

[yourbuckies]

Happy Birthday Sebastian Stan ♥

[egophiliac]

I feel like F/P/S was still a pretty weird one, even by Lance's standards.

sorry for (in an ironic twist) not doing much Ride Kamens art now that it's actually started; I've been pretty slow going through it and I feel weird posting about things I'm not caught up on! though I'm. definitely gonna have to set aside some time to actually get through episode 13, after what they posted today. (w-what did they do to my Leon) (NOBODY TELL ME I HAVE TO FIND OUT ON MY OWN) (LEOOOOOOOON)

[shinysobi]

"it was awkward to see colin flirt and behave like a rake" "he gave me the ick" yes ! that is the fucking point!! congratulations! you have the media literacy skills of a fucking monkey because my 4-year old niece could understand it better than you do.

we are supposed to find colin cringey and annoying and get the ick because that is not who he is. he is not anthony, or simon, or even benedict. colin (apart from gregory) is the sweetest of all bridgerton brothers (i'm going by book canon) and his most identifiable character trait is the fact that he values an emotional connection above everything. he runs away to the continent because he wants to feel that emotional connection. he has meaningless sex in brothels because that is the example he has seen growing up, that is the norm. he tries so hard to fit into the norm. he goes out drinking, adopts an entirely new personality, learns flirtations because that is how he thinks he will fit in. he's got armour on, as violet said. he puts everyone's needs above his own, he stops rambling on and boring his family with details of his trip because he knows no one cares. he doesn't talk to anthony or benedict about his heartaches because he knows they still, somewhere in their heart of hearts, view him as the annoying younger brother. he's so devastated by his closest friend not responding to him that he adopts a new personality in the hopes that it might mask the hurt better. he runs after penelope in episode one because he is so attuned to her emotions that he knows she's hurting, and tries to comfort her even when she's spiraling and lashes out. he must have been hurt by her words in the "good night mr bridgerton" scene but he puts it aside to genuinely apologise to her when literally no one else in that family would do that. colin, instead of brooding over his own feelings, goes and corners penelope in her family's garden and apologises to her, disregarding his own hurt at being cruelly dismissed by his close friend.

penelope asking colin to kiss her is not a mark of how "pathetic" she is. she has written and shamed herself in a manner that is almost entirely unsalvageable. she is at her lowest point, and then portia comes in and reminds her of how undesirable she is, and she sinks even lower. she asks colin to kiss her because she sees it as a final act, after which she can quietly wave goodbye to her dreams of ever getting married and leaving her mother's home. colin kisses her because he is also keenly aware of how she's feeling. he knows how hurt she is, he wants to do anything to alleviate that. be it cracking a joke, or kissing her. he is gentle, because he wants it to be something she can dream of when she's by herself. penelope, at this moment, has no hope for herself, and their kiss is an act of letting go for her. no, it's not a pity kiss, no he did not like her after her glow up, he has always loved her. him being struck dumb is a reaction to her physical transformation, nothing more. he does not flirt with her in that ballroom scene, he only approaches her when she's in distress. he's not flirting with her. i can assure you penelope could wear the frumpiest most neon yellow gown of all time and colin would still go "<333 my pen" for her.

colin jumps to catch the balloon's ropes because he sees that penelope is in danger, he does not give a shit about anyone else lmao. he feels temporary relief when he sees eloise run to safety, but the moment he sees penelope in immediate danger, he rushes to take action. afterwards, when he sees that she's being comforted by debling (all my homies hate debling, even if he is aro/ace coded i do NOT claim him) he does not approach her. it would be easy for him to do so, but he does not, because he respects her boundaries. colin bridgerton is the only man in the ton who respects women (the featherington sons-in-laws are too pretty to have a thought) he calls out fife and his friends for treating women like objects and calls them cavalier. the only way he would have been more explicit about his demisexuality was if he tap danced on the club table (entertaining thought, luke newton please)

colin also rapidly takes action, something which no one in the show has done so far. simon would have died instead of accepting his feelings for daphne, daphne would have been content with a loveless marriage forever instead of asking for help. kate would have pushed edwina down the aisle and gone off to india instead of confronting her own feelings, and anthony would have married edwina if she hadn't been brave enough for the three of them to run from the altar and ruin herself. penelope stood on the sidelines for years and loved him quietly because she had no hope of him loving her back. colin, the moment he is assured of his feelings, runs to penelope, almost kisses her in the middle of a ballroom. when he hears that debling is about to propose, he goes to the ball, just to dissuade penelope one more time. he cuts into their dance because he's desperate. when he runs after her carriage, he asks her if she has been proposed to, because he would not have touched her otherwise. he confesses his feelings to her only when he knows that she hasn't gotten engaged to debling, and when she says "but we are friends" he moves away. nothing more. he would have let her go, if she did not return his feelings.

idk whether i should be flattered or offended at people misunderstanding this season because on one hand it is offensive, but on the other hand, it means only smart people get polin. seriously. your minds have been rotted by insta-love and enemies to lovers that you can't even appreciate the innate beauty of friends to lovers. being friends with someone and then holding all those feelings for them. the trepidation of possible rejection. the fulfillment of being loved by the person who knows you the best of them all. the privilege of loving someone whose feelings you know better than your own. love is gentle and kind and yes it is a violent, uprooting force but above all, love does not hurt anyone. it does not hurt you. i could love someone quietly for years and it wouldn't bother me if their feelings were requited or not because my feelings are none of their business and i consider it a privilege to love and be loved by them, even if it is not in the way i would want it to be. polin are privileged in the highest sense. they know each other better than anyone else, they know how to love each other better than anyone else. to think they are rushed or they dont deserve each other is a disservice to both of them. they would be miserable with anyone else.

in other matters, if i see one more person talking smack about luke or nicola behind the safety of their screens i will personally get a bazooka.

[mblue-art]

sans au sexyman polls doooodle

congrats to the kings<3 🫶🫶🫶

[anonymouscheeses]

LEE POMNI PLSSS LER GUMMIGOO OR RAGS!! <33

La Pomni!! I was lazy mid way sorry for that buuuttt here's the way I like to draw her (not redesign just a fun way to draw her I like)

Pomni y ella... amigos.... totally...

This might not be what you meant buuut I LOVE both ships equally so sooo much I couldn't let the chance go. Any funnygummy shippers??? 😭

[diaries-of-me]

yeah yeah yeah, he has beautiful eyes, but by golly does that smile make me feel warm and fuzzy 🥺

[demaparbat-hp]

Zuko looked up and locked eyes with his cousin, who was struck speechless. Then, ever so slowly, Lu Ten's lips twitched upwards. And then he smiled. And then he beamed. And then he nodded proudly once, just once, and vanished.

Lu Ten comes back in For the Spirits Chapter VII: Take Me South, only to leave Zuko with more questions than answers. Just how much is he truly aware of? When will he return? What is Zuko going to do now?

(What will the South bring?)