#please.

[capyfroyo]

Hey.. um hiii

[luthanraels-bignaturals]

my daily routine I go through to unwind. drew this with my finger on ibs paint

To all the Jirving artists, fanfic writers, au creators and the people who leave the horniest things I’ve ever read in the tags of random posts: Your dedication to putting a good christian boy in a distressing situation is invaluable. Whoever you are, please know that a stranger millions of miles away from you sometimes will only get through her day because of what you’ve created. Thank you for your service

[identitty-dickruption]

sick of problematic old man alcoholic characters. make that alcoholic a problematic WOMAN. stat!

[canonically47]

what's with squid game and toxic/doomed yaoi and doomed yuri?

[myprophecy]

"oh, i hate bianca!! she left nico!!"

no. nonononono. you don't get it. how would YOU feel if all your life, you've been nothing but an older sibling?? nothing but a caretaker?? bianca yearned to feel part of something, to be needed and wanted. she didn't 'abandon' nico, she abandoned herself just to take care of him for so many years and when they finally found shelter (camp half-blood) she made the decision to finally do something for herself. let my baby rest, she didn't do anything wrong and i will go through hell defending her!!!!

[m00nbuggies]

ignore the guitar I hate drawing instruments

[andhumanslovedstories]

I have to send an email I don't want to send and a text I don't want to send. I am going to reblog this post when I've done both things, and everyone is going to clap and cheer at my success at an impossible task.

[bltchkawa]

Kiryu and I are fighting to the death rn over who gets to help her put on sunscreen, will keep you guys updated 😄👍

[beemovieerotica]

just saw a post accusing keanu reeves of being a zionist because [checks notes] the producers of john wick hired an israeli consultant on the film to do his firearms training. can we not do this.

[mattpearson]

MIKE FAIST IN

CHALLENGERS — IN CONVERSATION: BAFTA Q&A

[cerastes]

I beg you, PLEASE scroll down on this one.

[cherrytraveller]

i need more 03 solo crossovers, think of the shenanigans, people–

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[sunrisemill]

HIDE THE RAZORS 🪒

I’m begging them to just grow it out

[nymphoniah]

god you are SO right about ddlg logan <3 i love him with all my heart and i know he would love being called daddy and taking care of his good little princess... <3

i’m glad you agree!! :3 and omg after reading this i just thought about something:

i can just imagine logan absolutely melting when you call him daddy for the first time. you swear it was accidental, just a little freudian slip!

content/warnings: moreso fluff but mentions of sex, ddlg/cgl, age gap (reader is in their 20’s)

you’ve been dating logan for a while, the two of you have acknowledged the significant age gap between both of you, but despite the taboo, it didn’t matter at all.

you had a place of your own, but sometimes you’d crash at logan’s. there was no particular reason for each stay—some days you’d want to feel the presence of someone else, as living alone was more lonely than you thought it would be. other days, you’d just want to be fucked senseless by logan so hard that you couldn’t walk the next morning.

on one of the days you decided to stay at his place, you forgot you had work the next day. you insisted on taking an uber so he didn’t have to roll out of bed earlier than usual, but being the stubborn guy he is, he decided to drive you to work.

“i don’t need to show up to work in a limo,” you’d say, playfully punching his shoulder. “that’s a bit too excessive for me,”

“thought you’d like to put on a show,” logan teases, “ a’least that’s what you did for me last night,” he adds cheekily, glancing over at you, flashing you a wink through the glasses that hung low on his nose bridge.

you roll your eyes at him and continue the playful banter, trying to pass the commute to your workplace. time always flies by when you’re with logan.

so when it’s time for you to finally go, you give him a peck on the cheek, something short and simple—besides, if it were anything more, you’d end up being late for work.

“i’ll see you later!” you chirped, swinging open the car door, one leg out, the other still in the leg space of the passenger seat. “hold on, one more—,”

and you lean in for another quick, chaste kiss, this time on the lips. a smirk creeps upon your face as you hop out the car, a little pep in your step as you peek your head in a final time.

“bye f’real. see you later, daddy!”

daddy..? you think to yourself, proceeding to shut the door rather harshly. pausing in your tracks, you register the words, the word that slipped from your mouth, unsure how to react.

your back is turned away from logan’s gaze, but you can feel his eyes on you. it’d be embarrassing to walk away like nothing, but even more so to acknowledge what had happened, what will happen.

so you continue to walk off, mouth agape, head down, watching your feet shuffle against the pavement as you walk to the front door of your workplace.

logan’s a little bit shocked at first—almost a tad bit guilty, but it riles him up in a way he can’t explain. he felt his cock twitch at the mere thought of you calling him daddy. your daddy.

and in a this situation? on a random, gloomy tuesday morning? it’s so over for him.

fuck. he thinks to himself, fidgeting by pushing up his glasses, readjusting himself in his seat, fixing the rear view mirror of the limo—grasping at anything to distract himself from you.

but it’s useless. his mind is only filled of thoughts of you. you. you. now he absolutely has to treat you like the princess that you are, needs to take care of you, treat you right.

because that’s what daddies guys like him do.

[cottaegecore]