#love my sweet boys

[whitedarkmoonflower]

D'Artagnan // The Musketeers (2014) // S1E8 // The Challenge

[sourkreem]

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

not him eating a very sugary burger fondant cake

[koyuxim]

" Care to stay for a drink? " 🥂✨

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

while we wait.

may i offer you all a pubby?? lil bby barns?

[danibee33]

[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.

[fuckoffwade]

"Say that again, bub?"

Muscle anatomy is my downfall! I have to relearn everything all over again if I want to draw my baby boy.

[demaparbat-hp]

Grumpy, meet Sunshine.

Quote by @sstarbitss

[egophiliac]

i love your riddle design so much, he's so pointy and british. so gracious. do you think he would enjoy a brazilian goiabada

thank you! ❤️🖤❤️ it's just. important to me on a level I can't explain that Riddle have an extremely pointy nose that he can stick into everyone else's business.

also goiabada is sweet and fruity and red, I think he would like it very much indeed!

not me stealth-editing because I forgot his antenna whoops

[hikeyzz]

draining his balls making him cum over and over again just so he'll pass out and finally get a good night's sleep >>>>

[aeonmnei]

— “i’m home,” hajime calls from downstairs. you glance at the clock as you put your book down, sliding your feet into your slippers. “welcome back,” you reply, plodding down the stairs with a yawn. “long game?” 

he runs his hands through his hair tiredly as he leans his elbows on the kitchen counter. “like you wouldn’t believe.” you frown, and wrap your arms around his waist from behind. “there’s leftovers in the fridge. i’ll make you a bath while you eat?” you ask, patting his hip. 

hajime groans softly, his hands on his face. “that sounds great,” he murmurs. “sorry i came home late again.” “s’okay,” you assure him, rubbing his back. “i’ll wash your hair, too.”

you sit outside of the bathtub on a stool, lathering his shampoo in your hands as he leans his head back. “lean forward just a bit, my love,” you urge. he complies, letting you run your fingers through his hair in a comfortable silence.

he takes a deep, ragged breath as your hands move to massage the knots in his back and shoulders. you furrow your brows in concern. “does that hurt?” you can see the bump of his spine as he leans his head forward. “no,” he mumbles, and he relaxes, letting out a shuddering exhale. “no. feels nice.”

after a few quiet moments, you press a small kiss between his shoulder blades. “love you forever, haji.”

[its-a-show-stoppin-number]

me after looking at a Harvey (Stardew Valley) fanart for a solid 10-15 minutes:

[beeluckylucky]

Send help

[te4k3ttle]

My sweet baby son who I use as a basketball sometimes

And the lesbians the lesbians are here too

[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.