#i want him in a blender

[tetheredcloud]

rolands vday story omfg im going to strangle him (desires him carnally)

[breadstickobsession]

jonathan jarchivist sims is such a funny character bc. wdym he lied and said he was ten years older then he actually was because he wanted to seem professional. god i love him

[chalkrub]

smorkin

[veryintricaterituals]

[paintedcrows]

He posts these to interdimensional instagram with a disturbingly cutesy caption and then kills 10 men

[diamondzart]

I 3D MODELED KIWI SNIPER YES

That artwork by @redmarqar made me lose my shit and I realized that if I don’t turn him into a low-poly 3D thingy right here and now I’d DIE on spot. So I sat down and made this in one evening!

🎷You spin me right round baby right round~~~

🔧Blender 3.6, Eevee render engine. 422 polygons (802 tris). I'm so proud ahaha

If this gets recognition I may even decide to rig and animate him... So please, if you like it, reblogs appreciated!!!

[st-hedge]

*wheezing and heaving* *shoves metal gear solid and nier automata into a blender* *slams the shitass smoothie into pint glass* *hysterically throws it back* i finished the line up. im at peace now

[gophergal]

there are many kinds of love

TFTober 3 - Relationships

[puck777]

Moon my beloved

[cybertron-smash-or-pass]

TF One Sentinel Prime

[oshaskell]

personally i think the dislocated shoulder and the curse and the boils werent enough. i want to see that blond blue eyed man writhing on the floor covered in blood. maybe he falls off a cliff. maybe he gets caught in a Saw trap. i love buck very much and i think these would be very entertaining and erotic and frankly excellent mediocre television. to me <3

[stilitrash]

Fionna was so damn h0rny in this episode and I completely support her <3

[pinkxpantha]

Mine all Mine

-Wriothesley x GN! Reader

#: synopsis- literally just wriothesley being domestically clingy with his S/O

#:cw- ~520 words, tooth rotting type fluff, canon complient, established relationship, I wrote this at 1 am, he's clingyyy

Wriothesley is the type to savor every moment with you. He''s a busy man. He'll spend hours and his desk and a few more with work affiliated things. At some point, it feels as though each minute with you is just a mere second in the grand scheme of things. Trust him when he says he wishes he could be home more often, coddled in your arms, his head leaning on your chest as he listens to the pulse of your heartbeat.

Ever burdened by work, he finds himself needing more of you in his life. Yes, he keeps pictures of you in his office. (You'd have to convince him not to plaster your face on the ground and the ceiling) Yes, he keeps a fresh bouquet of your favorite flowers in a vase. (He used to not care for such things until he saw how you loved the way they bloomed)

Yes, Wriothesley cannot get enough of you.

Even on the days where he couldn't catch up to his breathing, when the floor seemed to move even when he was standing still. He found himself drumming your heartbeat into the palm of his hand. Bump-Ba-bump. The rhythm was second nature to him.

But no matter how many reminders he had of your presence, nothing compared to the real deal.

You in your entirety, and you in your smallest form. Some night's he'd swear to kiss every cell of your body so you'd always have his love be apart of you.

Each time you'd smile back at him, maybe even tease his insensible fantasy. He swears he becomes the happiest man alive.

Your nighttime routine is rarely completed without some form of memento from him. He'd write sticky notes in your favorite color with caring words (and occasionally a sticker from one of the melusines)

Even after you drifted off to sleep, by the late times he returns to you, he returns to his home. As soon as he could, he'd lay there in bed with you. His hand rested on top of your palm, as the valley in between your fingers served as his hand's resting point.

His grip would always be loose, swearing that the frost of his vision would crawl onto his fingertips, stirring you from your slumber.

And no matter what, he would always sleep with his head facing yours (his so-called solution to sleepless nights). The barriers of personal space seemed to bind themselves together. So don't be surprised when he wakes you up, cupping your jaw.

He'd always say that he needs to see the most soul before he sets out for the day ahead of him. His course voice would tell you that you could fall asleep again, hoping you wouldn't see how his cheeks rose with mirth when you would be the first thing he wakes up to.

All in all, he thinks of you as the beginning of a new dawn, and the end of a long day. He wouldn't have it any other way.

I didn't want to write dialogue.. can you tell?

Not proofread ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ), I'm used to writing x fem readers, If something seems implied that reader is fem please reach out to me so I can fix it 🙏🙏

Also anons are open :))

[gl1tzh]

teacher walks up to me because she saw me drawing, looked at the sketchbook mid-explanation, stopped talking, said "nice drawing", gave me a thumbs up and went back to the lesson. ????

[zen-shenanigans]

“I’m sorry, are those…”

[guillotine-drop]

I love Benny fuckers because any time I see a post being horny for that checker suited freak it’s almost always either

A. Something tender and longing. You want to feel his hands on yours. You want to cup his face in your hands and tell him “It’s okay. You don’t have to fight alone anymore. I’ll be by your side.” You want to feel him relax in your grip, want to feel and see the breath he’s been holding in for so long leave his lungs. You want to make him feel safe, make him feel as though he’s actually going to make it this time. That he’s finally going to know peace. The boot riders, the chairmen, it was all for this moment; it was all for the sanctity of having someone he can trust, fully and openly, with his life.

Or B. You wanna grab him by the leg and swing him around over your head and throw him at the walls like a milk soaked ragdoll and hit him with a stick and just generally treat him like a chew toy (he is buck naked save for his suit jacket and enjoying all of this a little too much)