#olive thirsts

[ker0senebunny]

matty pics that have rewired my brain ⭐️

[ker0senebunny]

Raw next question

silly old man ( I love him )

[kenny-404]

Does it ever drive you crazy…

…just how fast the night changes 🥹

[frappegoddess]

I originally said this in a reblog but, picture this

Bruce Wayne gets invited by BuzzFeed to read thirst tweets. They are all from his Justice League coworkers.

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Bruce, in a completely monotonous voice: @Superman says: I wanna suck Bruce Wayne's soul out through his dick and spit it back in his face.

Bruce, with a completely straight face: Poetic

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Cue the batkids watching this video after its been uploaded and gone viral on Twitter: Remember when Uncle Supes wrote that tweet about you when he was stoned off his ass??

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Said video was further used as blackmail by Tim, Jason and Steph. Duke couldn't look him in the eye for a week straight. Damian is yet to understand why the kids at school keep making jokes about his dad.

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The Justice League will never live it down

[mournfulroses]

Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "Thirst," featured in Devotions: Poems

[louferrignojrofficial]

more than incidentally the oliver fucker in me is a real whore

[lookingformypassion]

[retroaria]

while we’re all on the topic of oliver aiku let me filthy up your feeds a bit…

MDNI | nsfw below the cut <3

i got a request about a month ago regarding oliver’s facial hair and how it’s never mentioned in any nsfw fics for him and while it’s something i overlooked as well i do want to say that it would be so fucking hot, let me set the scene:

oliver always seemed to strip you down like a beast, or like a kid opening a christmas present. taking your clothes off was a task he needed to do as swiftly as possible because once the idea of you naked beneath him taints his mind he needs to see it manifest into reality. his mind goes blank until the moment he takes off your last piece of clothing and he has a shiny new toy to admire and play with. it doesn’t take long for him to drop his head down into your neck and start marking his territory - he kisses, nibbles, sucks, and bites at your skin anywhere he can get to. your body shivers as he gravitates to your more sensitive areas. he takes his time with this pure body worship, making sure you’re practically squirming beneath him. and he knows exactly how teasing it feels every time his scruff drags along your skin. he uses it to his advantage actually, ensuring it treads lightly with him down your body as he moves place to place. he’d nuzzle his face into your tummy and your inner thighs - your inner thighs bro…

crazy jump here but when he’s eating you out he holds your thighs against the sides of his face. (i’m imagining him with more facial hair than he actually has bc i’m into that freak shit my bad yall this is lowkey ooc)

also just anytime he’s kissing your neck, or his head tucked away there as he’s fucking you. the low groans AND the subtle sensual tickly feeling of his scruff against your skin

i literally love men i wish the irl ones weren’t so lame

[specialgrades]

oliver aiku sends moaning audios. this man is too familiar with the game to not know exactly what play to make. grey sweatpants pics, moaning audios, aftermath photos. the whole nine. you send him something? he's sending back an audio clip so obviously jacking off to it, words drawn out as he pants out: "god do you... no you don't... you have no fuckin' idea what you do to me. oh fuck..."

[monsterrae1]

Bulking Oliver + some thirsty tags in this ask I got

[katsukikitten]

Oliver takes his trainer mentality off the field and into the bedroom quite often. In fact he collars all the women he dates, all the same thing so everyone around knows exactly who those pretty girls beg to cum.

Until you.

You who scrunches your pretty nose when you see the day collar, noticing right away that he isn't even unique for each woman he lies with. Crossing your leg over the other as you adjust in the plush chair of Oliver's pent house apartment. A displeased sound leaves your lips while wearing the prettiest fake smile Oliver has ever seen. His cock twitches to life in his shorts, you notice it right away leaning forward to cup his sac and his chub that grows hard in your hand. Squeezing gently before your grip tightens as you whisper a command to him.

"Down boy." He sinks to his knees without a second thought as you release him before it pulls you too low. You lean back in your chair, uncross your legs to press your red bottom heel over his crotch. Sharp stiletto digging into the sensitive flesh while you wear your displeasure as obvious as your dark lipstick.

"I was going to give something to you as a gift but now I think it's more of a reminder." You sound disappointed, Oliver swallows thickly. Heterochromic eyes fixate on your hands, watch you dig through the designer purse you made him buy.

A Hermes Birkin, one hundred thousand dollars before your accessories and he enjoyed every minute of standing there and letting you drain his bank account. Your manicured fingers produce a black box, plain and matte, slowly opening the top to reveal a collar, not a day collar that could easily be hidden as an accessory, a true dog collar. Thick black leather with a hook and o ring on the front. A silver tag with your name spelled out in cursive tailed by an apostrophe with an s and below that spells out bitch.

You summon him with a fluid motion if your finger without removing pressure from his throbbing cock. He leans forward, thick throat exposed to you as you wrap the leather around his column. Purposefully pulling it tight for a moment before adjusting it appropriately, slipping in a finger to make sure it wasn't choking him too much.

Pushing him away as if he disgusts you and if you hadn't had him trapped by the balls, literally, he would have fallen onto his back from the force. It helps he has a core of steel as he straightens himself.

You look him over, give a gentle tug to the o ring as if inspecting your work. Displeasure still painted on your face as you take one of your hands and hold it out. He places his scruffy jaw into your palm and you tilt him upwards harshly to face you. Holding his gaze before a smile breaks out on your lips.

"Now bark for me, bitch." Pressing and twisting the ball of your foot into him the way you stub a cigarette.

Oliver didn't realize the coil in his stomach was wound so tight, that it had snapped as he painted his boxers a shameful, sticky white. Dampening under your heel, shuddering as he lets out a low long groan. Whole body twitching from overstimulation as you twist your ankle once more.

Removing your hand from under his jaw, pulling it back before a resounding slap echoes in the quiet apartment. It takes a few more moments before he feels a stinging sensation on his cheek.

"Bad boy. I said bark not whine."

[kenny-404]

I’m still thinking about Eddie ogling Buck during their entire poker date…like that man is OBSESSED with his husband 😭😭😭

[i bet everyone else at the table was thinking about how whipped Eddie is for Buck (because i certainly was)]

[absolutelyterrifichonestly]

"Rammstein look old now :((("

Look at me. Listen. It's good that they look like they're pushing 60. Do you know why? Because they're pushing 60. Let's not mourn that six men in their late 50s don't look 25 anymore when we could be celebrating (and drooling, ngl) over how they look now 💜

Aging is a privilege and a miracle and it is beautiful.

[nicovarrone]

[endofthedaymp3]

duality of man

[hejira33312]