#need lovin

[nyxxx-777]

Hot girls create intense fictional scenarios to fill the void of no romance in their life

[moechies]

oral err butt sniffin’ SRY

toji who would definitely take a long, dragged sniff of your butthole while eating you out from the back :(

i’m sorry i have to indulge in this because he so would ; he is so grimy and so gross, but you’re not gonna do a single thing about it. that’s why he does what he does !

you let him eat that pretty pussy from the back, darling. did you really think he wouldn’t take up the offer? you set yourself up the moment you said ‘yes,’ laying pliantly against the plush bed waiting for him to lazily tug off your panties.

he peels the fabric away from your cunt slowly, watching the strip of slick from your slit dirty your underwear. he can’t help but ask when you scold him to stop staring, stop working so slowly. you just want his hot tongue on you already! but he ignores your needy requests, nudging his body in between your legs to further separate your shy thighs. your cunt drools with arousal, which he obviously takes notice of, dragging a singular finger through the river of slick.

he moves his mouth closer to your cunt, purposefully breathing hot air against the sensitive plush of your skin. freckles of goosebumps become prominent at the sensation, and you wince; you’re such a dear, darling.

and then finally; finally he presses his hot tongue against your soppy cunt, clasping your sweet slit against his tongue. his large hands come up to spread and grope your supple ass, spreading you wide open before further burying himself in your warm.

you squeal when you feel the tip of his nose press into your puckered butthole, and instead of retracting he forces himself deeper.

“t—toji stop it !”

you’re almost repulsed, but you come to a realization of who’s eating your sweet pussy.

he blows off your cries, taking a long whiff of the tart hole above, groaning softly into your cunt.

“s’fucking good. you’re a dear, baby.”

“not there tojiii !” you drag out, words coming out as broken stutters as he simulates both of your sensitive holes.

“it feels good, don’t it ?”

“hnnn…” you gasp against the sheets, resistant to admit to toji that it does, it feels fucking amazing. because you know it’ll become his new addiction, become a bad habit for him to leap onto you just to get a taste of your sweet pussy, and a whiff of your soft butt. but you do anyways, “f—feels good, but—“

you’re quick to stop speaking when he gently nibbles your clit, making you thrash your leg in a shock. “toji !”

“can’t stop,” he groans, and it’s obvious by the way his experienced movements grow sloppy and slow, that he came. “d—damn it.” white nut paints the insides of his cotton boxers, leaking through his sweats, and possibly even damping the sheets.

“s’good. more, more. stay still. f’me.”

[happy74827]

“I watch movies for the plot”

The ✨plot✨:

[matchrising]

clay flair my beloved

[fyllophobia]

[dragqueenstarscream]

Kinda back

Been feeling kinda shit but the puppies are thriving

HUGHHH idkidkidkidk

I just need Optimus comforting me after this shitty relapse

(the puppies opened their eyes today)

-🫀

(hey, i'm glad the puppies are doing alright! here's some soft tfone optimus for you.)

tfone optimus x reader

contains: angst, fluff, optimus being a sweetheart, really this is just a short fic where optimus gives his human some comfort it's not too complicated

some days, you were certain optimus could read your mind.

maybe he really could. if soundwave could be telepathic, it wasn't too much of a stretch to say optimus could be, too. but maybe it was simpler than that. maybe, it was just that optimus knew how to read you like a book.

you couldn't hide anything from him. if you were planning a surprise for him, he'd figure out that you were up to something. if you wanted to say something but changed your mind, he'd ask what was on your mind.

and if you felt like garbage, he'd know without having to ask.

that was probably why, when he returned to iacon tower, he went straight to your room rather than getting himself some energon.

you were buried beneath your blankets with a pillow over your head, trying to shut out the rest of the world. to anyone else, you might've looked asleep, but not to optimus. he knew you too well by now.

he didn't say a word as he made his way over to your bed. he merely crouched down and gently laid one massive servo over your still form, just enough to let you know that he was there.

you didn't bother moving as you felt him resting his servo over you. this wasn't what you needed. not right now.

"hey," optimus murmured. "are you alright?"

you shook your head, not in the mood to talk much.

"did something happen?" optimus asked.

"i don't wanna talk about it," you grumbled. "not right now."

optimus nodded and pulled his servo back. "that's alright," he said. "i won't pry if you don't wanna say anything."

"thanks," you mumbled. things were a bit too much to open up without feeling like hell all over again.

"need me to get you anything?" optimus asked. "food? water? more blankets?"

"i just need sleep," you admitted. "haven't been able to."

"i'm sorry," optimus said quietly. he rested his servo over top of you and started to gently massage you with his thumb. the pressure felt almost like that of a weighted blanket, sinking into your muscles, allowing your eyes to drift shut.

"keep doing that," you murmured. "that helps."

optimus chuckled and said, "alright, sweetspark. if that's what helps you get your recharge."

he readjusted his position, sitting cross legged on the floor, before resting his huge servo over your body again. a content smile formed on his face as he returned to massaging the length of your torso.

"i'll be here for you when you wake up," he promised.

"thanks, optimus," you whispered, the faintest smile on your face as the the giant autobot lulled you to sleep.

[silver-dawn-draws]

I'M. TWEAKING OUT HOW IS THIS OFFICIAL ART

[sammykamishiro]

finished tenderlovin cannibal, it was so PEAKK had to draw this man once again :]

[dirtychainsawconfessions]

The urge to take care of Thomas and also fuck him and hear him beg

[kaiser1ns]

[raphsmuneca]

This brotha is feelin’ blue 💙

@thelaundrybitch @m1dnyt3-w0lf he needs a hug 🫂

[be-an-echo]

happy (belated) valentine's day!

[sharoscylla]

I feel like…….. Ratboy Tommy would be so intimidated by @meanbossart ‘s DU Drow but also the mental image of them running into one another at some sort of function made me laugh so hard I wanted to draw it. Poor Tommy lmao. Poor DU Drow frankly that guy has enough problems without a self-loathing half Drow going “oh my god my dad’s right about Drow being scary as hell”

Maybe there’s a tavs and durges bathhouse… that would be fun lmao

[gorgeys]

this smutty maeve x homelander's wife!reader req is nearing 3k words...

wow am i gonna be feeding you guys w this one

[swifttapinthenuts]

Yall send help I can't stop switching hyperfixations I'm gonna spontaneously combust

Like people are actually liking my jawbone posting but my friend just got me hooked on the eltingville club and I'm gonna explode

[izzymarksthespot]

Man, I'm just in love with the idea of the OG Marianne/Hornigold's crew (which I consider to be Sammy Bellamy & CJ) + Anne & Mary being simps for Izzy. Hell, you can throw in Charlie Vane if you want even.

Them being so excited to see him, a choir of voices screaming "Izzy!" and Izzy just getting swept away into their chatter, gentle teasing and jokes (not at him, they're joking with him). They keep on touching him casually too (or less casually *cough* Jack *cough*): a hand clapping him on the back, arm around his shoulders etc.

And Izzy just... Preens at their atttention, looks actually happy and relaxed, with a genuine smile on his face.

(The Revenge crew gawpes at him in shock and Ed ends up having an existential crisis in the background, cause why doesn't Izzy smile like that at him anymore?)