#missed you baby

[theeroticlover]

Mhmmm !!! Missed your body fragrance....

[fly-guys]

mjf is back aew is so back

[ryekat]

RAVI!!!!! Thank God it was getting really scary without you.

[larryslaurels]

The way seeing Harry has refreshed me for the whole week. I’m too blessed to be stressed

[gr33kgod]

I will never take ao3 for granted again

[henbased]

but anyway. i got a new xbone controller. i can play fc5 again. thank god.

[arttuff]

juvenile kryptonians are quite viscious!!! be careful around them!

[cryrovo]

WHAT I GOTTA SAY TO GET A PIECE OF THAT?!

art by: mossmaybe1 on twt

[nnobara]

[maddiesfreaky]

[strawberriesandmist]

Everyone from home says that you’re so cool, c’mon everybody to the boarding school

[theeroticlover]

Missed you 😘 !!!!

[thebabygaldiaries]

I bet a message from you would be absolutely heavenly darling.

I hope you have the energy for your playtime and get to feel good baby. Call out for your Miss when you cum 💋

Came so hard to the thought of being held so tenderly by you Miss. You kissed away every worry. Made my insides ooze (and ache from the intensity) as I imagined the plunge of your fingers, the stretch of your cock fucking me dumb.

Only your honorific falling from my lips as I pleaded for more. Yes, Miss. I love your cock, Miss. Want to come over and over,Miss.

Wanted your tongue, Miss. Wanted to feel the brush of your nose over me as I rode your face.

Wanted to hear the whine in your voice as you mocked me.

I imagined too lapping from your cunt. Thanking you over and over for making me feel so good. Practically lit up with desire at the scrunch of your face as I curled my fingers into your warm wet cunt.

It was quite literally to die for, Miss.

-BG

[emmyrosee]

Fluffy fluffy prompt to hubby sukuna or whom ever you choose “awnn my poor baby come here” then he slowly walks towards you rubbing his eyes all soft and tired 🥺

There’s a low grumble behind you that snaps you out of your slicing of fruit, but you merely brush it off before moving onto the next strawberry.

Then, the grumble ripples through the air again, and you keep slicing, trying your best to ignore the noise.

It happens a third time. You giggle, “what, baby?” You put the knife down and turn to face Sukuna, arms crossing over your chest as you look him up and down.

He looks childish, with the comforter wrapped around his shoulders and hair ruffled around messily. His eyes are puffy from sleep and his cheeks hold a little flush, but his lips are still pouted in a scowl. “You left me alone in bed,” he grumbles. “I told you not to do that. Bed gets too cold.”

“Is that the only reason you don’t like me leaving the bed?” You ask, knowing the real answer. But you also know he’ll never say it. He’s stubborn like that.

He offers you a roll of his eyes, “yes, and I hate the cold. You’re aware of this.”

“My poor baby,” you tease, opening your arms for him to shamble into. “C’mere. Let me warm you back up from the mean, evil, cold covers.”

“You’d better,” he murmurs, stalking towards you and into your arms. He opens his own to reveal the corners of the blanket balled into his big fists, and when he embraces you, you’re shrouded in darkness but melting into the warmth that his chest brews. Your laugh softly, and burrow into his chest, which rumbles with a hum in confusion. "Somethin' funny under there?"

"Just dark," you say, wrapping your arms around his waist and gently squeezing him out of cute aggression. "I also can't really breathe, so-"

"Good," he says, resting his head on top of yours, tightening his arms to keep you in place. "Won't have to deal with your ass leaving the bed, messing up my sleep." You laugh some more, only to send a few pokes to his waist, making him jerk away from you and loosen his hold.

"Who's gonna cuddle you at night then?"

"I'm a man, I don't need cuddles."

When you do, however, try to get out of his arms, he grumbles and pulls you tighter again, with an annoyed grunt. "No."

"That's what I thought, Sukuna."

[trashmakerarticle]

Everyone thinks that dick was the golden child when in reality it was Jason.

Clark: Bruce who was your favourite robin?

Dick: obviously it’s me?

Tim: it’s dick

Damian: I am superior robin, it will be me.

Bruce: it’s Jason

Everyone: WHAT?!?!???

Bruce: why are you so surprised? He didn’t jump on too my chandeliers which I had to replace each week

*everyone looks at dick*

Bruce: he didn’t drop out of school

*everyone looks at tim*

Bruce: I didn’t have to stop him from killing everyone who annoyed him

*everyone looks at Damian*

Bruce: in fact, he enjoyed school and handed all his homework in on time, we would spend hours in the library reading his favourite classics. He even helped Alfred with most of the cooking, He was my little boy

Jason: stop spreading lies, I hate you go away

Bruce: my precious little boy

[planarbindings]

world’s messiest blood mage. amen