#just tonight by babe

[deedala]

[isalabells]

Edin Terzić, Head Coach of Borussia Dortmund, embraces José Mourinho following Real Madrid's victory during the UEFA Champions League 2023/24 Final match between Borussia Dortmund and Real Madrid CF at Wembley Stadium on June 01, 2024 in London, England.

[cashweasel]

I’ve not seen anyone talk about Julia Belmont yet which is crazy because,, she looks like this?! My honest reaction seeing her on screen was “damn boy that’s your mommy??” Can she be my mommy too? She’s stunning. I want her so bad rip tho queen

[depravedangelbaby]

feel like spanking my cunt tonight, inspired by @xlemonxhoney ♡♡

let's say a like = 1 spank, a reblog = 3 spanks, and each tag = 1 spank? :)

[lethalhoopla]

imagine you're getting a rare research-and-liquor-based sleepover with your bestie after you've had to split ways across the continent to further bear the responsibility of entire nations/peoples when your other best friend and the love of his life/literal Champion of a city-state bust in and inform you that yet another Big Bad is in fact Bad At Staying Fucking Dead

or, I finally came up with an excuse to riff on this post:

[minimitchell]

I missed you.

[peppermintmochafem]

dumbing down a smart thing is even better because it means they are choosing to be stupid for you

bullying someone bigger than you is even better because it means they are choosing to be insulted by you

hurting someone stronger than you is even better because it means they are choosing to be weak and hurt for you

they are just so desperate and pathetic that they want to submit to you 🥰

[doodle-girl]

@follychromatic @dimonds456 Felt like doing a real quick doodle page of the sillies before bed because my brain decided it’s Missing/Loving Them Hours <3 I love Dante, his pointy little doggo snoot is very fun to draw hehe :]

(Would also like to quickly take the moment to apologize for saying I was making this animatic like over half a year ago and then never speaking of it again, heheh. Let’s just say school plus lack of motivation got in the way at first and well….. If you’ve seen ANY of my insane amount of art at ALL from the past few months I think we both kinda know that Pastra/Dreams of an Insomniac/Alex Williams’ entire existence will not let me think about almost anything else for the next while lmao ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ The fixation made me change my pinned post for the first time in 2 years it’s unreal)

Mini ramble aside, aheheh, RECENT FOLLOWERS/MUTUALS 🫵 NOW IS YOUR SIGN TO GO CHECK OUT FOLLYCHROMATIC!!! It’s a really neat WIP rubberhose cartoon where they regain color to the world by growing as people and a town and it looks SO COOL I LOVE IT I LOVE YOU FOLLYCHROMATIC WHEEEEE <333 Give it a looksie please pls pls

[hekateinhell]

Armand/Lestat - "Your lover is waiting for you" 🥰

“Your lover is waiting for you.”

Lover.

Had the word ever sounded as sweet as it did when it rolled off Lestat’s tongue in the combined accents of their old French and that slow cowboy drawl?

“Such theatrics to announce you’re ready to step out for the evening, don’t you think? As if I have kept you deprived and thirsty all night,” Armand teased, taking care to scrape his nails over Lestat’s adam’s apple as he made to adjust the dark blue cravat.

A feather-light touch that nearly cut into the now barely sun-darkened skin as Lestat swallowed. The low click in his throat audible only to the ears of a fellow predator.

Delighting at the thrill, at the promise of more to come later.

“No, of course not,” Lestat sounded breathless even as his grey eyes softened, large hands resting on either side of Armand’s ribcage. “Why...” He paused, generous mouth curving into a smirk that hinted at an understanding of the darker nature they both possessed, “That would be cruel of you, my darling.”

If anyone was intimately familiar with Armand’s particular brand of cruelty, it would be Lestat.

“Indeed, it would,” Armand mimicked Lestat’s velvety tone back to him just to hear his dead pulse leap before stepping back to appraise the final look.

Each detail, from the leather boots to the satin hair ribbon, had been carefully chosen by Armand himself. “And heaven help me if I were to change a single item!” Lestat had jested when he walked into his chamber and took in everything Armand had carefully laid on the bed. How lucky for Lestat that recent years had taken the sting out of anything to do with that tale. 

“Satisfactory?” Lestat made a show of holding his arms out at his sides and turning in an exaggerated circle as if presenting himself to an entire panel of judges.

“Would you like a first prize ribbon pinned to your lapel? Or perhaps a medallion draped around your neck? Because that can be arranged.”

“Do you happen to have one on you?” Lestat’s playfulness contagious now, a balm to Armand’s weary heart. 

An invitation that Armand responded to with a smile as he reached out and tucked back the errant golden ringlet always found its way to Lestat’s temple to mix in with the baby hairs that would forever be present at the edges of his hairline. 

He stood on tiptoe to press a tender kiss to Lestat’s cheekbone. “You’re magnificent.” 

“And what else am I, Armand?” 

Armand didn’t miss a beat, the kiss to Lestat’s mouth much less chaste. A perfect slut...

Lestat’s grip broke through his skin as he caught the words in Armand’s mind—hungry for an endearment Armand kept only for him. He bit into Lestat’s lower lip to smother the resounding hiss, but still, a groan escaped him at the first taste of Lestat’s blood. Sweet as honey and searingly hot as it throbbed on his tongue.

A perfect, incorrigible slut. 

[chenouttachen]

missing pit babe hours

[shishigirls]

do u guys care her ,

[elenadoeslife]

🌸

[softquietsteadylove]

Thena and Gil playfully arguing…in business style!

Tyrant King,

If you would find it suitable, I have had a meeting cancellation this afternoon.

Gil's brows raised as he read the email on his phone. It was nothing if not succinct--classic Ice Queen. She didn't even sign it. But he was surprised she had even attempted to invite him over today. She had stated she was busy all week. No time for them to 'meet'.

No time for them to fuck like wild animals in her office between meetings.

Why so formal, Ice? If you want me to come over, just say so ;)

Her response was prompt, which proved to him that she was anxiously awaiting his response, much to his delight. She could play coy as much as she liked, but she wasn't very good at that game. In all fairness, nor was he.

I have a tight schedule today, Tyrant. I am offering my time, not begging you for your company. You may disregard my previous email if you are otherwise engaged.

Ice cold, his Princess was. But Gil grinned, happily responding, still in email rather than texting. She had yet to give him her personal number, but he was honestly just glad she wasn't having Kingo filter his messages to her, either.

As per my previous email, I would be happy to meet if your schedule sees fit, Ice.

Two could play at this game. Even as he was looking over his schedule and moving things around for himself. He really needed a Kingo for himself, and her older chief of staff Karun also seemed really on top of things. He had once joked that he would try to poach them from her, and the look he got made him know why people were so afraid of someone as beautiful and delicate as she was.

I have a meeting slot available from 4 onward.

So, it was a lie that she had a tight schedule. If she was offering her 4 o'clock then that was her last meeting for the day, most likely. Unless she was planning to make wild love for a tight 45 minutes and then have meetings until 6.

The whole hour?

If you think our business will take that long, I can offer you the full hour. I advise you decide preemptively if you require the full allotment.

Oh, she thought he didn't want the full time? She was making a joke about him not lasting long, sure. But he was having too much fun flirting with her to let it get to him. He gleefully typed out his response, already swiping his other hand through his hair.

Please be advised, Ice Queen, I believe I have several positions to propose during our meeting. I do hope you are prepared for such intentions during only one hour.

He would give anything to see her face right now. He liked it when she got kind of flustered, even when she was annoyed with him. Call him childish, he liked having her attention. He was entirely the the old story of a boy not knowing how to tell a girl how much he liked her, so instead he did little things to get under her skin.

She was facetiming him.

He picked it up with a wicked grin on his face, "to what do I owe the honour, Ice?"

"I would prefer not to have a paper trail for this proposal, as you put it," she glared at him. She knew he was having fun with their little entendres. "Are you coming or not?"

"Don't I always, with you?"

"Insipid juvenile," she practically hissed at him. She leaned back in her chair, ever poised and elegant. "If you don't want the time slot, I'll schedule someone else."

Gil frowned. "Are we still talking about us, Princess?"

She raised her brows at him--the minx. "I was talking about meetings."

He growled faintly under his breath. Such an impossible woman he had chosen. "I'll be there. Who would you even have offered it to?"

She shrugged, now playing coy for her own enjoyment. "I heard the Prince Eternal is floating around the city. I'm sure if I contacted his beastly little assistant, he'd come running."

Gil puffed through his nose, feeling like a bull getting a red cape waved at him. "Now you're just trying to piss me off."

Thena's eyes dashed down to her lap. She was playing a game of chicken with him, and the Ice Queen didn't take unnecessary risks. "My time is valuable, Tyrant. And others are willing to pay even more than you."

That may have been true, but no one would give her more.

He tugged at his shirt, calling her bluff, "you hate that guy."

She made a face; there was no lying about that. "Perhaps, but it's always at least a few million whenever he pays me a visit."

Gil rolled his eyes. He didn't have to be part of the rich boys who were all insignificant admirers of hers. He wasn't some kid with a crush, he was the Tyrant King.

"Thena," he began, and immediately she was set on edge. Even though they had made love several times now (not that she called it that). He leaned forward, making sure his shoulders looked nice and wide in the shot. He lowered his voice, giving her his best, most smouldering look. "I want to see you."

Desired effect: achieved. She blinked, looking just the littlest bit flustered, maybe even blushing a little. Her eyes drifted away again, but she was smiling a little, tucking some of her hair behind her ear. The diamond stud on her ear cuff sparkled at him. It made him want to pull it off with his teeth.

"Fine," she attempted to maintain her cold facade, but he could see a little more Thena under it. She drew her lace tighter around her. "I'll tell Karun to expect you."

And with that, she was done talking about it. She hung up, but Gil didn't feel hung up on. He smiled, slipping his phone into the inside pocket of his suit jacket. He stood, fluffing his hair again and grabbing his essentials to tell his security that he was leaving the office.

He had an important date to make.

[ecstarry]

babessss

[coldsunlight36]

Listening to chappell roan while reading merthur fics on fanficition.net at 11:30pm is peak girlhood

[dontwanderoff]

girl who is absolutely doing fine seeks thoschei fanfiction