#suggestive..//

[infernalmechanic]

When Karlach's fingers did find the lower ends of his lash scars, there was a slight but not-unpleasant tingling wherever her gentle touch lingered on raised, knotted lines. He felt a hint of melancholy from the gestures, but also understanding. His hold on her tightened just a little, before he had to pull away.

Dammon met her low-lidded gaze, then felt his face warm anew at her grin. The compliment was so simple, but so sincere it left him as flustered as any poetry. Even more reason to reach for her, to pull her close and show her some fragment of all the adoration she was worth.

Lips parting subtly when Karlach's hand buried in his hair, Dammon followed her coaxing without hesitation. His eyes stayed fixed on her face while their hands wandered. He heard that snag of her breath, and felt what might've been a ripple of surprised tension up her spine, when his touch found the base of her tail. Dammon let his fingers roam around and over it more, curious to find out whether her reaction was pleased or uncomfortable.

In the meantime, the faint tug of her hand curling in his hair had Dammon's lips parting further for a warm sigh, eyes closing in a slow blink. Another smile resurfaced on his open mouth, at the trail of tender yet urgent kisses down his neck. His tail wound a little further round her thigh in return, while Dammon's splayed palm slid around to her chest, cupping and gently squeezing one breast - as best he could anyway, with how little space now remained between him and Karlach. Even so, he breathed out an adoring hum, and turned his head enough to press a kiss below the base of her horn.

HIs kiss lost just a bit of its urgency, as his hand was guided to a few clasps in turn. Dammon familiarized himself with their shape by feel, as well as how to unfasten them. When those first ones didn't let the straps fall away, he sought out the rest of the clasps and buckles. Especially since it meant his touch could wander over more of her sides, shoulders, and front.

Dammon paused for a soft exhale against Karlach's mouth when the back of his shirt was untucked. Back arching slightly beneath warm fingertips trailing along the ridges of his spine, he reminded himself both that his lash scars were mostly toward his upper back and that she was unlikely to mind them anyway. Instead, he returned a good part of his focus to unfastening her top entirely.

His mouth only wandered away from hers to leave soft, slightly open kisses along her jaw and under her ear, then onto her neck. As he did so, Dammon finally undid the last buckle and pulled the haphazard leather away to drop it on the floor. Sorely tempting though it was to continue downward to Karlach's chest, for now he lifted his head to press one more lingering kiss to her cheek.

He then retreated just enough to help in pulling his own shirt off over his head. While he was thinking of it, Dammon also unraveled the tie holding his hair back, leaving both on the floor as well. His hands sought Karlach's skin immediately after, coaxing her close against him once again, one splayed palm sliding further down her back to the base of her tail. The mix of softness and muscle in her build was more intoxicating than the best mead. Another kiss, just below her ear, while Dammon's tail returned to wrap round her leg.

[mostly-funnytwittertweets]

[its-yashas-strong-arms]

FINALLY some good fucking feature ideas from the tumblr devs. tamagotchi renaissance now

[slfcare]

ten years ago you were so scared of such different things, but you survived them anyway. the same goes for five years ago and two years ago. everything that has ever felt like a hurdle, you’ve passed through. so be afraid, identify your fears, and then allow yourself to remember that in just a little while, this will be another thing that you have overcome.

[yamujiburo]

tiddies make everything better

[zkyeline]

Is this anything

[recoverr]

i don't know who needs to hear this, but guilt, self-hatred and shame are not sustainable sources of growth and healing. you can't hate yourself into feeling better, or being better. you can't repeatedly punish yourself for your flawed humanity and expect wholesome results.

[apollos-boyfriend]

[molabuddy]

i'll never fucking get over the official splatoon masturbation metaphor. why did she say this. why did nintendo let her say this..

[bixels]

Revolutionary innovations in enjoying an ice cold apple cider.

[the-only-highlander]

i figured yall would appreciate this photo

original instagram post from vinnikolaus

[wolfertinger666]

fuck queer sanitization!!!

(ft @wis-art Łucja) 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

[gamesoft]

[pebblume]

chilshi week day 5: cuddling + kiss

stills under the cut!

[bibbysstuff]

Girl dinner