#meow 2

[bakutenshi]

Komi tadano 🤝 rain kisses

my fav screenshots ever below cut 👇

[gooodomens]

The Apology Dance ™️

bonus:

[wr0wn]

Keep going, Leon Kennedy!

[anchoeritic]

cowboy!ellie saying ‘atta, girl’ when she slips herself into you and watches as her strap bulges from your tummy. “oh my— fuck. look at that, baby,” all she can do is moan looking at her tip sitting pretty inside of you. you’re a whimpering mess, too. gripping at her hands as they tighten around the structure of your hips, impatiently waiting for you to adjust to the stretch.

her fingers barely brushing over the skin of your tummy, feeling up against her own cock through it. “s’full of me, honey. takin’ all of my cock like sucha good girl.” it didn’t take long for you to respond with the grind of your hips, moving gently against her. the her hat that was sitting on your head tilting with each rock. your body felt warm, hot.

“want you to think about me ‘nd my cock only,” your skin melting into hers while your chest made its way closer to hers, your lips longing to become hers as well. “nothin’ else but me,” ellie could see how desperate you became, chuckling to herself as your lips set themselves onto hers.

the sweet craving you had for her still present. “just want you thinkin’ ‘bout how tight you are wrapped ‘round me.” god, it took everything in her not to thrust up into you. to make you gasp into your shared kiss. to make you whine into an open-mouthed one. the sheer resist she had for you was barely held by a thread, on the verge of tearing any second out of temptation. “c’mon, baby. make yourself cum,” that’s when she realized, she needed you more than you needed her.

[10bug11insects]

People seems to really like my inside out art so here’s more :) and even MORE JOYNESS !!!!!! And angfear I think

[hammywampster]

That one scene that I’ve been repeating to myself since I left the theater

[chlorophyll-tints]

in stardust hell rn

[flekh]

Anders the Healer

[meruz]

contributing 2 meows morales culture

[princesssmars]

abby who definitely doesn’t have a thing for showing you off. nsfw.

you remember a certain night a while when you had started dating abby, both curled up on her couch and cozied under a blanket while watching one of your comfort movies. the man on screen was getting jealous at someone hitting on his girlfriend in a bar, and you’d passively asked her if she’d do the same for you.

“ok, be honest. if someone bc was hitting on me in front of you, how would you react?”

“i’d hope as soon as they saw me they’d stop. but i’d probably just tell them to leave you alone unless they escalate.”

“aww, you’re so cordial. so you wouldn’t punch someone in the face for me?”

“of course, but i’m definitely not throwing the first one. i like you but a night in jail is a little too extreme for me.”

you’d laughed together and averted your attention back to the movie, cuddling up closer to her side. at this point the couple had returned to their home, the man pressing the woman up into the wall as he left a collage of love bites over her neck and shoulders.

“what about that? would you do that to me?”

you could feel the woman next to you as she slightly shifted her body, suddenly jittery in her position.

“what like…leave marks on you? for other people to see?”

“yeah, then everyone would already know i’m taken. would save you some time instead of yelling at pervs.”

she let out a stunted little chuckle when you pressed a small kiss to her cheek and grabbed her hand to hold in yours. you noticed the way her eyes locked into the screen when the couples actions started getting heated, the way her chest started to stutter with her breathing.

really, you didn’t have any choice but to take advantage of her clear excitement over the prospect.

the next time you were planned to head out with your girlfriends you wore a top you knew she wouldn’t be able to resist you in, low cut with plenty of your skin on display. it was almost comical the way her eyes became the size of dinner plates when you walked out of the bedroom, strutting over to the woman who sat on the couch and was gripping her thighs so aggressively you thought she might rip her pants.

it was no surprise that only a few minutes later she had you pressed into the cushions under her, lips kissing and biting marks from your neck down to your breasts and stomach. a firm hand gripped the meat of your thigh and bringing it up to wrap around her waist, the other pushed up into your skirt and rubbing you through the fabric of your panties.

your head feels fuzzy as she grinds her fingers up into your clit the same time she bites a deep mark into the special spot on your neck, body and voice involuntarily reacting and pleading for more. you know she wants to give it to you, can tell by the way her whines reverberate each time she finds a new spot on your chest to mark and how her hips grind themselves into her arm to push herself against you even harder.

but still, she pulls away. you’re both breathing heavily, droopy eyed and ogling each other when she quickly stands up and yanks your arm to bring you to a standing position. her hands place themselves on your upper arms when your legs slightly falter and she bites her lip when you look up at her with a whine, not able to come up with the words to ask her why she’d leave you so close to the edge.

wordlessly she grabs your purse and places it in yours hands l, guiding you to the doorway before pressing a lingering kiss on your forehead. you pout before making your way to your car, plopping down in the drivers seat and gasping when you catch a glimpse of your neck and chest in the rear view mirror, shades of reds pinks and purples dusting your skin.

you aren’t given the chance to ask about it before your phone is dinging with an message from abby, the words lighting up the top of your screen.

“let everyone at the club see those, huh?”

[cat-f3c3s-pt2]

*paws at u* hiii hiii hi

[veronicainnit]

[gooodomens]

it's the fact that Aziraphale still thinks Crowley's demon status is something that needs "fixing" 🥲 but it's also about Crowley not understanding that his "holiness" is an inherent part of Aziraphale and not something he'd give up voluntarily, it's about personal identities being lost in relationships, its about the romatinisation of "us", it's about Nina not understanding why Maggie sells records when you can stream it, it's about the inherent struggle between keeping you "you" while still finding space for "us"

[wr0wn]

Professional✨️

[rox-of-iu]

to no ones surprise more of my special guy

[datbatrat]