#it was actually a few weeks ago

[serenisastar]

I SAW THE KING HIMSELF SIRIUS BLACK LIVE ONSTAGE!!!!!!!

[killakalx]

18+ content, not much going on unfortunately because this is a wip, poorly proofread & not edited as always

your second orgasm hits as another bruise blooms along your neck, cunt tightening around thick fingers knuckles deep inside of you. jason hums against your soft skin and a free hand of his finds refuge around your chest, pulling another gasp from between your lips. the rough palm of his hand rests directly on your clit each time his fingers curl and your hips squirm underneath his hold while you cling to him beside you and whine.

jason’s proven that he could spend a long time getting you ready for a good fuck, working you open for his cock by making you cum at least twice. when given ample time, he’ll have you throbbing around his fingers like it’s the real thing, pussy all puffy and sensitive before he even gets his dick out.

through shallow breaths, you start, “jason- I can…” a pinch at your nipple makes you pause, “I can take it, I promise.” still, his expression remains focused on the way your pussy clenches and leaks around the base of his fingers, biting at your collarbone and groaning at the sight like he’s getting off on that alone. once you twitch from the stimulation, jason slows his fingers out of courtesy for a moment, still reaching deep and nudging that sweet spot over and over.

the second time you call his name it’s meant to sound more authoritative, or at least sound stern enough for him to take a hint. your thighs drift together to hide yourself despite his hand not budging, still trembling each time he sends pleasure up your spine. much to your dismay, though, he quickly picks up on the overstimulation and repositions himself.

“fold em’ up higher,” jason orders while placing himself directly between your thighs, hand gliding up the back of them to keep your pussy exposed. you fix your lips to scold him but the two digits buried inside of you resume their pace, curling deeper each time they disappear between your folds and drawing cute whimpers of his name from your throat.

“you’re tense,” your boyfriend teases, “I made you cum twice and you still can’t relax for me?” your scoff turns into a mewl in response as the stretch in your thigh begins to burn, and you move so you’re no longer resting on your elbows in an attempt to lessen the slight pain.

jason’s free hand finds it’s way right back to your chest once you lay back, kneading the soft mound and wrapping thirsty lips around the other as your hand creeps along the nape of his neck. your legs are folded over his shoulders now, pressed against your lower tummy and practically wedged open by his wide frame while your movement becomes more and more compromised. your hips manage to role in time with his thrusts, even though you’re firmly suggesting that there’s no point. all jason does is hum, acknowledging your gentle redirection without budging.

your breath hitches with impatience. savoring the moment becomes easier said than done after going so long without him inside of you, stretching and filling you to the brim like his own fucktoy, yet jason insists on handling you with care for now. I have to, princess, he’s emphasized, be good f’me and you’ll get what you want so bad. but by now, you’re convinced he was bluffing, just making something up as an excuse to torture you with this ache for his cock.

[leaky-heart]

RUIN IS OUT RUIN IT OUT !!!

[stargirl230]

moonlighting 🌚✨

i’m so rusty from not drawing for a whole semester (sobs) but its ok now because kaito's here

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated!)

[oscarcito]

OSCAR PIASTRI | 01/12/24

[lemon-wedges]

Behold thou art fair, my beloved, behold thou art fair..let me see thy face, let me hear thy voice. For thy voice is harmonious and thy face enchanting, thou has ravished my heart...thy lips drop as the honeycomb....thy palate a heady wine that goes straight to my love and flows over my lips and teeth....

Umberto Eco - The Name of the Rose

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Monk x Shinto Priest Au

[marigraphia]

I've had this pose ref saved for a while and the Superman set photos just gave off the same energy 👉🏻👈🏻

The reference is this photo of Katharine Hepburn as Antiope and Colin Keith-Johnston as Theseus in the 1932 play 'The Warrior's Husband' (and I'd love for people to turn into a draw your otp meme pls pls pls this pose is so good)

And also, of course, the Superman (2025) set photos

[sasukeless]

wild theory but guys i think sasuke doesn’t like women

[ohheydodo]

Screenshot redraw of Nan/dor with a extra full tummy heehee

[nartothelar]

financial ruin

[solargeist]

finding out grian was 20ish and keralis was 33ish when this was posted is killing me

[adustoflove]

Having bpd to me is like I'm the loneliest person on the planet, no matter how many people I talk to, no matter how many connections I make or have, I'm a lonely void who will die alone. I have to be talking to someone or with someone every second of every minute of every day. I love people so much, I need people. There's so many people out there with different things to teach you. And then, if I have to talk to one person for more than 6 seconds today, I'll kill them. I'll kill myself. I need to be left alone for the rest of the day, I need no one but myself to be happy. I don't want to partake in anything with anyone because it's all draining and taking out of my alone time. Everyone is the same, they're all boring and self-absorbed. Every conversation feels like I'm forcing myself to be actively present. I just want to be alone in my room with nothing or no one. I don't see a future where I'm happy with anyone other than being by myself.

[forsty]

[sickneurotic]

not that anybody cares but lijemm,,,, young odypen

penelope wasn't originally meant to be barefoot but like. you know. she can do whatever she wants at this point idc i trust her to make her own decisions

[funtimeflower]

Punch Bill pls

Here ya go

[tetrangel]

25ji ship week day 7! getting some well-deserved rest 🎼❄️🎨🎀