#oh my god i love Him

[toffeebrews]

I saw this adorable carebear sweater and I had to put him in it!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Alt version!

[recareels]

getting emotional over the fact that mr reca really would guide you, just as a good director is supposed to, but would still retain the authority to make executive decisions if he felt your choices were not beneficial to your film (life) or your growth as an actor (person)

[fuyublossm]

he makes me sick

[st1ckysweetz0mbii]

I need more James McAvoy… the fanfics aren’t enough I need him in my bed.

[oddesy-and-oracle]

new creation from some days ago…….. roger ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️!!!!!!!

[theblueststatic]

im actually crying did phil fr import SPECIAL HARIBO FROM FRANCE

[azullumi]

it’s genuinely so fucking funny to me that this man is tone-deaf 😭😭

[frnkiebby]

here are some frimages that i have gathered that you may or may not have seen. i tried finding some rarer ones that you could ad to your collection but idk how deep you’ve dug

:D

what the fuck i only had one of these what help pls i need assistance~🎃

[baikinmanz]

new hyperfix just dropped

he’s so silly :3 love him

[whumpy-wyrms]

he’s like a best friend to me your honor he deserves the world actually

[sweaterkittensahoy]

I’m curious. As a Jack Kidd fan myself, what do you like about the character?

Oh, god, I just love him so much.

So, first of all, it's that he clearly has a history with the other pilots. He's at the pub with the Bucks and Curt, and he's clearly comfortable being there. He joined up in 1940 at the same time as Bucky and Buck, and I'm fascinated by that because he remarks he was a college junior when he enlisted. There's a whole slew of Americans who signed up in 1940 after they read/heard about the early days of the war in Europe, and Jack being one of them fascinates me. Here he is, three-quarters of the way through a degree, and he gave it up to join the Army. I want to open his head like a car hood and tinker around, you know?

So, he's got all this history where he's been beside these fellas and clearly at least drinking and talking with them on a regular basis. Enough so he's aware Curt might try to cheat a punch in a fight.

And then he has to take charge of all these guys. His friends. And he gets jammed into the job because one of those friends was a terrible fit for the job, and another friend wrote a letter to a new CO to suggest Jack instead.

Like, I really still need to write a fic where Jack throws the Bucks in a cow pond for forcing him into the job.

But also, he's 24. Twenty-fucking-four. And suddenly the life and death of all these men he's trained with are in his hands. And then all the guys that come in as all his friends fall out of the sky are in his hands. And he's fucking 24. Like, it's one thing to be 24 and flying with a crew and likely feeling responsibility for the group you're leading. But to be 24 and in charge--for all practical purposes--of all missions and all bombings and all resupplies and repairs, that's just so much weight on his shoulders. And we know he dropped a bunch of weight doing the job, but he appears to have never tried to get out of it once he was in it.

There's just such a willpower and determination to him. And I think he feels very, very deeply about the decisions he has to carry. And he still wants to have fun and be around the boys, but he gets knotted up thinking about all the ones who aren't there.

He has to be mature in a way no other pilot on that base has to be, and he didn't get to choose if he wanted to be. He got yanked from the flying he trained so hard to be great at, and he ended up in an incredibly difficult and exhausting role and was universally praised and appreciated by his men for the work he did.

I just wanna give him a hug and three nights to be a dumb 24-year-old on leave, you know? Like, I love his competence and intelligence and his clear determination to be the very best at anything he does (from college junior to Lt. Colonel in 3-1/2 years is no fucking joke), and I just want him to have a good night's sleep and a real break once in awhile.

[trifoliumunderscore]

Hey! Remember my pony Martin? Well boy do I have a surprise for you. Jon!

!! Intended Mag 200 Spoilers Below !!

[kani-miso]

i love the new akito card so much i had to draw him

its just a rkgk (i'll make a srs one maybe)

[eggyboyo-here]

Guys I think he's ready for the beach episode

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

Evening In W/Reiner HC

Thinking real hard about Reiner coming out of your bedroom and his pants sitting just a little too low on his hips.

Asking him to bring in some firewood because you 'wanna stay in' tonight.

The weather is cooling off and you want to spend the rest of the day on the living room floor just smashed up into his larger body.

Maybe you start tracing circles over his mitties (man titties), just admiring how beautiful he looks in the soft glow of the burning fire light.

Then, maybe, just maybe...

You gently take his hand and place it on your warm stomach.

You see him swallow thickly as his eyes darken with desire.

Slowly, you guide his large hand to your bare skin beneath your shirt, silently asking him to touch you.

Reiner knows what you're asking for. He's always known.

He pulls your shirt over your head and tosses it to the side, leaving you in just your bra. His hand roams up and down your torso, feeling your soft, pliant flesh under his fingers.

You look at him with heavy-lidded eyes, your mouth sits slightly open as you're silently begging him to keep going.

He obliges.

His mouth finds yours in a passionate kiss, his tongue slipping inside and tangling with yours. His hand snakes up behind your back to unclasp your bra, and soon you're bare in front of him.

Reiner leans back and admires your naked chest, his eyes taking in every inch of your supple, soft breasts. His hand moves from your stomach to gently cup one, the rough pad of his thumb slowly circling over your nipple.

You gasp, your head lolling back against the couch cushions you laid out on the floor. You can feel him watching you, his eyes taking in every expression you make.

You want him to keep touching you. You want him to never stop touching you.

You reach out and grab his hand again, moving it down your body until it rests on your heat, still covered by your leggings.

He can feel how hot you are through the thin fabric.

Reiner takes the hint and begins to slide your leggings down your legs. As he does, you wiggle out of your underwear, leaving you completely bare before him.

You spread your legs slightly, inviting him to touch you.

Reiner swallows hard as he looks down at your exposed pussy. He's seen you naked before, but this is different. This is intimacy.

His fingers begin to move tentatively at first, exploring your folds. He watches your face for your reactions, his own need growing with every breathy moan that escapes your lips.

"Reiner," you breathe, your voice barely audible.

He looks at you with those soft hazel eyes, his pupils blown wide with desire.

"Touch me harder, please," you beg, your hips moving in time with his fingers.

He obliges, his fingers now moving faster and harder against your clit. You can feel yourself getting close, your walls pulsing around his fingers.

You look up at him, your eyes locking with his as you get closer and closer to release.

"Fuck, Reiner, I'm going to cum," you moan.

"Cum for me, baby," he growls, his fingers moving faster still.

You can't hold back anymore. You let out a loud moan as you cum, your walls fluttering at his fingers.

Reiner pulls his hand away and sucks your juices off of his fingers. He looks down at you, his eyes dark with lust.

" Fuck," he groans. "You're so sexy when you cum."

You pull him down on top of you, your bodies pressed together. Your hands move to his pants, slowly unbuttoning them and sliding them down his thighs.

He's so hard, his cock straining against his boxers. You pull his underwear down and wrap your hand around him, slowly stroking up and down his length.

"Ohgodyes" Reiner whines.

You look up at him, your eyes locked with his as you stroke him. You can feel him throbbing in your hand, his tip leaking precum.

You lean forward and lick the tip, tasting his salty drip. He moans, his hands tangling in your hair as you take him into your mouth.

You suck him slowly, savoring the feeling of his cock filling your mouth. He thrusts gently, carefully.

" Fuck," he groans again. "Your mouth feels, hnngh ... so good."

You keep sucking him, your hands wrapped around his thick shaft. You can feel him getting ready to cum, his hips thrusting faster and faster.

"I'm ... going to ... ahah," he groans as you feel his thighs tremble against your arms.

His cum shoots out of him and lands on your tongue. You swallow it all.

You lean back against the floor cushions, you're breathing heavy.

Reiner looks down at you, a smile on his lips. He leans forward and presses a kiss to your parted lips.

"You're incredible," he whispers.

You look up at him, a smile on your own face. "So are you."

The fire is still burning in the fireplace, casting a soft glow over the living room. You and Reiner are cuddled up together on the floor, the blanket pulled over your naked bodies.

As you drift off to sleep, you realize that this is what love feels like. It's messy, and complicated, but it's beautiful.

Just like him.

[thewanderingpalomino]

like, come here sweet boy LET ME LOVE YOU