#my whines

[http-wolfstar]

Winter walks ❄️

[artschoolglasses]

Americans not giving a shit about the wildfires burning down forests and homes in Canada until smoke starts spreading across the border. Meanwhile Indigenous communities across the country are far more likely to be impacted by the fires and I’ve seen all of one link to a charity and about nine million memes. 🙃

[goodpvppy]

let me rub myself hazy on your thigh as you work and pretend like im not there except petting my hair from time to time… i want to rut against you and feel your resolve crumble until you just have to pay attention to me and ruin me

[b1mbodoll]

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[domwitch]

I need a big strong service top to fuck me slow and whine about how close he is but I tell him he's not allowed to cum and he goes "mmmbut I'm soooooo clooosse 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺" and he's tearing up and panting and he thrusts faster but then slows down bc he remembers he can't cum yet and he tries to convince me again w his big brown puppy eyes and I tell him no and this goes on for hours ☺️

[niekiddo]

What will you do, when it is your turn in the field with the god?

Honestly, I will never shut up about the unjust and misogynistic treatment of women in SPN fandom. Mary is such a fascinating and tragic character, I can’t get enough of her. And I think she deserved to beat the living shit out of those ugly grown-ass men. She should be worse!

[featherfangart]

This chocobo looks familiar.... Right...?

[kalivodas]

listen i just had to i have such a fundamental feeling for that bear of a man

part 1

warnings p in v nasty nasty talk he calls you kiddo but come on now

IT’S YOUR FAULT. at least that’s what he tells you, coos into your ear as the wet of his mouth finds refuge against your throat. his beard tickles, but his tongue sears.

“you started it, kid,” he grumbles to the fever-ridden air between you. his truck was hot, fog pilled on the windows. (jesus, you were fucking in the parking lot of a home goods.)

he places a palm on your back, arches it up nice and pretty for him, and teases the head of his cock against you. you hear his breath hitch when he meets nothing but wetness.

“please,” you whine, and you feel goosebumps prick your skin at the rawness of your voice.

“beg for it, lovie,” he urges.

your hips buck, grinding into him aimlessly as he pulls away from you. a man who would stick his dick in you in the back of a shopping plaza, but a man with restraint, nonetheless.

somewhere between the high-pitched whimpers of oh, fuck you and god, please please please just put it in and fuck me, john, please baby, need you bad (it was absolutely this one), he bottoms out inside you.

you feel his hips shutter against you. your lungs fall empty, a pathetic, breathless thing falling from your mouth. when you find your air, catch his cock in a vice, he completely draws from you.

“stop being mean,” you grit, bite at him, and your back heaves when his teeth sink into your shoulder.

he grins. you feel it. “why dontcha’ just be quiet honey? just-“ he jams his length into you, face splits impossibly when he hears a squelch. “let her talk for a little bit, shut that pretty fucking mouth.”

before you get to rebuttal, or a form a decent thought in the mush that was your head, his palm finds the fat of your hip. he squeezes there, hums when you whine, and places a hefty palm on your ass. he lets the other hand snake around, enveloping your mouth.

“fat babies, huh?” his pelvis all but snaps against you, and you bite against his hand when his balls slap your clit. he feels you squeeze him, like a fucking vice, he says, and one of his hands slide to your shoulders.

he pushes you down, cheek flat against the leather of his backseat, and pistons down into you like he got paid by the damn hour.

“i’ll give you a fucking baby.” his chest shudders, you swear you feel the hair of it prick your back. your bear.

“fill you the brim, jesus, i’m gonna make you a mama,” he grunts, and you can hear the brute of him shatter. his words come out slurred and broken, lungs taking in air almost viciously.

your hips lock beneath him, and you paw the hand on your mouth away. “knock me up,” you beg him. “please, gotta be— fuck, gotta be full.”

you’d put twenty bucks on the bet that he whimpered.

“i’m gonna’,” his hands find the pudge of your thighs and he tightens his fingers on you like you might slip out of them. “gonna’ make you all fat and pretty, kid.”

he cums then, hot spurts of him filling your tummy. he peels himself away from you, and has to bite away a smirk at the spent, sweaty state of the two of you.

“no more house shopping for you, mr. price,” you coo up at him, but your body hasn’t moved. in fact, it sounds like your fighting your lungs to breathe.

he laughs. “yeah baby, that’s the problem.”

a / n dedicated to @pricegouge only ur tags awakened something

[hyunpic]

hyunjin — 'so good' music video (2024)

[yuwuta]

you ask yuuta if he wants a bite of your food and when he says yes you offer your plate to him, but he’s just sat there looking at you with his dumb big bambi boy eyes and his mouth slightly open and he will not look away or blink or close his mouth until you lift your fork to his lips to feed him and then he grins like shit’s sweet and hums about how good the food is like nothing happened like he’s not ridiculously attractive. gonna chew on steel

[berrysquared]

THE REAL END OF HOTGUY COMICS ZINE REAL AND TRUE AND NOT FAKE (and i def didnt forget to post it before) @hotguycomiczine

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:3

[godofstory]

art of flirting..

[shirecorn]

Prodigal Daughter of the Sun

Requested via ko-fi

[exercise-of-trust]

is it still an incorrect quotes if it's by the author? anyway this post has been living rent free in my head for three years and it's high time i exorcised it with a sketchy lil comic.

[leal-hound]

Ani: being an architect of flesh means I can seamlessly use my numen flesh to assist in various operations in the lands between. in an act of kindness I will use this skill to reposition Messmer's serpents so that he has full usability of his spine, and better lung capacity due to the change in position-

Messmer, who's been touch starved since birth: wh y tou ching me-

[domwitch]

Shy boy who gets a lil drunk at a party and snuggles up next to you all night, he can't help but wrap his arms around you and bury his face in the crook of your neck, whining about how you don't give him enough attention and to pet his head more :33