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[neonkoii]

CONGRATS ON 300 !!!!!!!! YAYA !!!! 🦬 <- the humble bison

HI JAM!!!!! THANKS!!!! humble bison deserves a song that i Regularly jam to…. and that’s you first by paramore

[heavyheavycream]

feedist kinktober 27 : boozy belly

this was one of the first things i wrote about em. i'm not the best at writing dialogues so i hope it's not to clunky, enjoy!

[gaypeople]

The issue that these vampires deal with all the time and consistently throughout the books is the fact that you never die. You never know, really, what is the meaning of anything. And religion, throughout the ages, 'cause these are old creatures, is the main catechism that kind of keeps running at them.

[claudia-lioncourt]

Interview with the Vampire Official Season 2 Blooper Reel

[maym0rin]

touch-starved miles... 🥺🤲

[nidbaesenpai]

Dare you say this love could just save you

[snail-noodle]

shadow milk lovers! come get ya juice!!

gif credit to @murahaul 💙

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past!shadow milk cookie who enjoys laying curled around you whenever he finishes his studies and lectures for the day. these moments are rare between the two of you. being both a hero and a highly esteemed principal of a grand academy, there's no doubt shadow milk cookie's free time is very minimal.

he sighs in bliss as he gently pulls you closer to him, snuggling your neck and basking in your warmth. truly, he wouldn't trade these moments with you for anything less.

beast!shadow milk cookie who has gotten used to the lack of touch of another being after so many centuries being sealed away. the moment you embrace him, his entire body and mind freezes up. such actions of affection had become foreign to him. it takes him a while to not freeze whenever you hug him, kiss him, or even just hold his hand.

fortunately, as you spend time together more and more, he's the one who begins to initiate such affections. it's a slow process, but it's improving...

past!shadow milk cookie enjoys watching you do mundane tasks around his castle. he had reassured countless times that doing such tasks isn't necessary. he has loyal servants at his beck and call that can do those chores for you, but you wave it off every time. he was baffled at first, but as time went on... he started noticing small things from you. how you would hum a little melody whenever you would prepare food for the both of you. how you would have a small smile whenever you dusted off and rearranged the couple of bookshelves in your shared room.

the little things...

beast!shadow milk cookie who firmly refuses to allow you to do any type of chore in his castle after his return. he wants your complete and undivided attention at all times! if you ever start mindlessly sorting out books, one of shadow milk cookie's servant will gently nudge you away and continue the task for you.

"his majesty calls for you, my lady." you leave with a huff. even trying to do a simple task will cause one of his servants to appear out of nowhere to stop you and send you back to him. he wants you nowhere else but near to him.

past!shadow milk cookie who enjoys taking long walks with you amongst his garden at night. after a long day of teaching magic and providing knowledge about the world, he enjoys taking the moment to stand beneath the stars. it's even more pleasant when you're there to accompany him. hands intertwined, hushed conversations shared amongst the both of you, and the stars twinkling high above. what could be a better way to end a busy day?

beast!shadow milk cookie will gaze up at the moon and the stars that surround her with you by his side. instead of the gardens, the two of climb up his highest tower for a clearer view of the sky. despite everything, shadow milk cookie still retains the mannerisms from his past self. with a gentle, but firm grip on your hand, he matches your pace as the two of you ascend up the tower.

he knows he could easily just carry you and take flight up to the top, but he'd rather spend this moment to have a conversation you. the moon and stars won't be leaving anytime soon. why the rush?

past!shadow milk cookie enjoys holding your hand and seeing the vast size difference you share. just like his fellow friends, shadow milk cookie is a tall individual (the perks of being one of the first cookies). seeing just how small, how fragile you were, he just can't help but feel a rush of protectiveness course through his dough. everything about you, no matter how small, deserves to be kept safe.

beast!shadow milk cookie who constantly teases you about your height. he enjoys sneaking up on you from behind and lifting you up in the air with a spin! even now, he enjoys the height difference and he makes sure to let you know with his words <3 either by teasing you or whispering it to you as he holds you close in an embrace.

past!shadow milk cookie who is quick to guide you away at the first sign of danger. unlike burning spice or anyone else, past!shadow milk cookie is a man who rarely gets mad. if anyone dares to or/and ends up hurting you... well, facing the wrath of an immortal is impossible to survive from.

beast!shadow milk cookie won't even try to see or figure out why someone would attack you. if he senses danger, he's quick to cut it off before any harm is done to you. danger lurks at every corner now that he's free from the tree. because of who he is, it's no surprise that there's cookies appearing in his kingdom to take him out.

it's amusing to watch a cookie try to harm him. sometimes he even allows them to almost come close to landing a mark on him. when it comes to you, though? he doesn't even bother turning the attacker into a puppet, he's quick to slash right through them without a smile.

it's all fun and games for him... until it involves you.

[decadesphoto]

Love the color on this Nissan R32 Skyline - Winter Jam 2024 at Sonoma Raceway

[bloodofakashainme]

Our favorite Energizer Bunny🫶🏾

[narcisseart]

How it started.

[dearharriet]

okay hello hi me again with a james potter request if u feel like it 🦌🦌 how about a drabble about reader calling james a pet name for the first time like baby or honey or something and he just melts on the spot and gives her the biggest lovesick puppy eyes ever and then begs her to always call him that and refuses to answer to james because ‘that’s baby to u!!!!!’ Or something<333 love u hope you’re well

ty for the request! <3 (wc: 495) fem!r

“It says we could use banana as a substitute for egg, did you know?”

You shuffle to James’ side as he pauses in the baking aisle, craning your neck to see his phone over the bulky shoulder blocking it.

“Oh yeah,” you hum, “I’ve seen that.”

James turns his wrinkled nose your way, a wink of amusement in his eyes.

“That cannot be good.”

Scanning the row of mixes beside the cart, you palm his side, his shirt soft and thin under your fingers.

“No, it’s kind of alright, actually.”

You blink back up at him, smiling, even when his big eyes bug even further under his glasses.

“You’ve tried it?”

Laughing, you encourage the cart forward again, and James with it.

“Can you see what we need next, please?” You croon. James’ eyes soften, and he looks back to the recipe page as he walks.

“Er, do we have baking powder?”

“Yes.”

He scrolls an inch further.

“Lemons?”

“I was thinking we’d just use that lemon juice in the fridge,” you say, shrugging.

“What?” James stops walking. “Baby, no.”

He steers the cart around, making a break for the produce section. “We are making these cupcakes right, my darling. I need all the best ingredients.”

You just laugh and trail after him. “It really won’t make a difference…”

As you catch up to him, James is hoisting a full netted pouch of lemons out of its sales basket.

“Jamie, we only need one,” you say, a bemused smile pulling at your lips. He looks to you, still holding the lemons up like a fresh catch.

“That’s quitter’s talk. We just need to make more cupcakes, s’all.”

He drops them in the cart, and then creeps toward you.

“Whatever you say, baby,” you tease.

James freezes before he can reach you. A slippery grin parts his lips, creasing around his eyes.

“What’d you call me?”

Flipping back through your words, you realize what you’ve said too late. In your mind, James and baby have been synonymous for a good few weeks now, you’ve just been trying to play it cool, and for good reason.

James will never let this go.

“I—” You huff, relenting. “Baby.”

In a split second James is around you, lemons forgotten in exchange for a snug embrace that warms your cheeks.

“James, we’re in public.”

“Who?” He asks, a grin pressed against your temple, and a strong hand between your shoulder blades.

Cushioning your chin on his chest, you look up at him. James has bigger heart eyes now than he did on your first date, which is saying a lot.

You know the two of you look painfully smitten, and that any passersby might be bothered by the PDA, but it’s hard to stifle your affection for James.

“Can you call me that more often?” He asks gently, so lovelorn that it nips your heart a little. “I really liked it.”

And how can you say no to that?

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thank u for reading! xx

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[captainjamster]

breeding/pregnancy kink, incest, thoughts of kidnapping, daddy kink, controlling behaviour // reader is written with female anatomy and wears makeup but isn't gendered

Price knows that his relationship with you is complicated, to say the least.

There's no room for acceptance of your relationship - no one understands the festering need clawing underneath his skin, the way his hands itch for you. Any normal person would be horrified by the way he feels about you, the things he does to you - but years of service have shown John just how far from normal he is.

Sometimes he longs to show you off - present you to the world, take you out on dinners and dates, bring you to functions without questions about why you hold him so close, or why his arm always wraps dangerously low around your waist. It gets considerably worse when he entertains that barely dorment desire to fight his thick cock between your thighs and breed you again and again. The miracle of contraceptives have provided him with an outlet; he can fuck you raw and stick to secretly hope it somehow takes, despite the odds. But it only tampers the wishful thinking that has him pinching your nipples and wishing they'd leak, running his hands over the fat of your stomach, longing to feel that little bump of seed grow and grow.

He knows there's one solution to all this - to escaping the judgement of others keeping him from consuming you whole. Not a day passes where he doesn't consider taking you off-grid entirely - he knows Nik has a house somewhere in the mountains he could inhabit. Just you and him, a small cabin and some livestock.

But it's not realistic (-yet-). He couldn't leave you all alone, no help or company around, during the long periods of his deployment. So he sticks for ravishing you in private, desperately trying to convey the need he feels with each thrust, like he could imprint the depths of his depraved love if his fingers grip your hips just a bit tighter. He never leaves you unsatisfied, and it's not over until you're blurry-eyed with exhaustion, dripping his cum onto the sheets already damp with your slick, mumbling nothing but love and appreciation for your Daddy as he scoops you up against his chest.

There are other small pleasures, too. Hearing you splutter on video calls when your friends make teasing quips about the marks you can't even begin to cover with clothes or makeup, avoiding questions and alluding to some vague hookup. Watching you get ready to go out for a night, just to force you down to your knees and wrap those pretty coloured lips around his cock. You complain every time he tuts at the short cut of your outfits (even when they're appropriate, but he'll never admit that), chastising you for lacking modesty, but your pussy is always wet when he pushes you back to the bedroom for a lesson.

Eventually, John will work something out. A man like him always does. But for now, he relishes the shadows that he keeps you in - his hidden prize, kept safely up on the shelf. But a prize is made to be appreciated, no? Good thing John can think of a few boys with an eye for a pretty toy.

[heavyheavycream]

feedist kinktober 10 - full moon

[lokidd]

[gaypeople]

i just think this is the most romantic thing anyone’s ever said

[creativelycomplex]

This quirky, sitcom ass duo.

-New old Jam picture from Kelli Boyle’s twitter account