#they're so hot together

[hotdaemondtargaryen]

2.02, alicent & criston — ‘i have sin.’

[hazzybat]

here's the link to the full delightfully spicy image on ao3

I love having money to commission some kitties being naughty together. Big thanks to @tulinentuherrus for the wonderful art! I love my boys so much 💚

[ennaih]

Every Film I Watch In 2023:

129. Atlantis: Milo's Return (2003)

[celticwoman]

miss halsey and avan jogia dating????? bisexualism ftw!!!!!!!!

[strahable]

@theojamie Aerill and Astarion from your game of Baldur's Gate 3!!!!!

[nobie]

codywan teamwork w/ obis distressed hair all in one scene?? and im supposed to be normal about it?!?!

[thefrsers]

Sam Heughan + Caitriona Balfe | Outlander Paleyfest New York 2024

[zehl0w]

Our father who art in genzen

[oaksapling]

had fun playing virtual barbie with rory yesterday

[wispforever]

do you guys think kakuzu's ever really hard on himself bc of his time in the waterfall and then hidan just unknowingly is himself

bonus under the cut

[sincericida]

ANDREW GARFIELD and AMELIA DIMOLDENBERG

in the "Chicken Shop Date"

(source)

[laterkatersays]

it can be so frustrating.

To wait for years for your ship to happen. To have a section of your own community actively hate one of your favourite characters, to call them an abuser, to hate the relationship you love with all of your heart, and to constantly claim the other character would be better off with literally anyone else.

And you wait, for the very final episode, the last chance for them to open their bruised, battered hearts to each other, to reveal themselves, to get that romantic final kiss. To get a promise of a forever, or even just a promise of a tomorrow, together.

And then. To instead get, "Can I come with you?" and then for the response to be, "I'd love that, but not yet."

To get, "I think I need you to be thoughtful about it. I think that's what I would ask, is take some time and be thoughtful... This is a thing I do not what you to jump into, even if it's just casual fucking around."

To get a possible vision of regular visits, and adventures together, but also time apart, time spent doing their own things, alone and with others. For it to be still undefined, still not sure if they are friends, or friends with benefits, or...

(That lingering or...)

It can be frustrating, not to get the romantic ending. The shiny, golden ending you can hold up and show to others, and say, "See? It was a long hard road, but they are happy and in love and together."

The ending you can hold close to your chest, while you grieve the fact that it's over, to give yourself comfort, knowing that they are happy, together, loved.

But instead, my friends, instead. We got endless possibilities.

Which only makes sense, for an apprentice fatestitcher, and a person held together by potential and probability.

[fckher]

She's become accustom to his touch. Her body responds naturally when he draws near, eager to please, conditioned to obey. And she loves it. She loves the dominance that he exerts, taking ownership of her body because he does own it, and her. It's no longer a guilty pleasure but simply just pleasure in its most basic form, and he brings her to highs she's never managed before, by her hand or another's. "Mhm. It is." The shivers that scatter across her skin as his hands grasp at her thighs causes her breath to hitch, sucked in sharply through parted smile as her legs spread appropriately. Her insides clench at the force, a gasp ripping from her mouth as her head tips back with the assault on her thighs and her hips rise up wantonly. It's so obscene, what he asked of her. What she had done for him, filling herself with expensive silk and lace, drenched in her own arousal and the remnants of his essence she craves, her face is flushed a pretty pink with how irrevocably horny she is. Always, for Otto. "Oh baby boy, you've no idea." Her cunt aches for relief, for his relief, to feel the stretch of his cock making its mark deep inside, where it belongs. She wants his mouth on her breasts, his hands in her hair, her legs wrapped around his hips as he pistons the length of him where she is wet and throbbing. Her heart beats in the pulse of her pussy, undulating around the panties he'd ruined before she ruined them further. Cora keened at the anger in his voice and the accusation she feels burning into her from his piercing stare. She likes to tease him, to make him jealous. It always ends with her belly full and his fingerprints bruised into her flesh. But she cannot lie about this. "No. He hasn't touched me in weeks. I wouldn't let him." Sure, she's touched him. If only to get him off so he's appeased. But that's different. His father belongs to her but Cora belongs to Otto. "I want you, Otto. Only you."

even skin as pale as ivory keys manages to glimmer golden in the reflection of temperate gulf waves . nothing about cora should surprise him , hardly anything could , but her willingness , her pliability to keep submitting , conceding miles when otto would ask for inches was stunning . he still envies his father ; she's an addiction , and he's nothing if not consistent when he's greedy for more . there's a emerald-eyed monster that claws at his sternum , particularly when he can fucking hear how cora gets laid into by his father , how enamored he gets when he looks at her —- pathetic . and , yet , which of them actually has her ? otto is ( irrationally ) determined to prove that it's him . there's one way for certain to stake his claim . " is that so ? " as lion stalks over to his sprawled out lioness . the privacy of his bedroom closet is still annotated by pictures of those curves, candid and posed , the walls of which had seen his eager hand blur to her memory . he deserves her . otto's touch takes from her , fingers wide splayed gripping under the backs of her thighs like she's his personal doll . a small bulge bumps the thin fabric of her swimsuit bottoms between the juicy folds of her impossibly tight cunt he's damn near memorized . for her obedience , cora gets a handful of playful slaps between her thighs . " are those pretty panties sticky for me ? " the ones that stuff her cunthole , the ones that already were thick with the glaze of his own arousal painting the gusset of her underwear . his attention burns a possessive fury . " did he try and fuck you with them inside of you ? "

[booasaur]

Special Ops: Lioness - 1x08

[camellcat]

idk if polyamory would fix buffy spike and angel but it would do. something. probably good. for all of them

[wwxsflutesolo]

"Chuuya. Come to your senses. Our fate will not end in a place like this. Because you and I are destined to—"

@/kedreeva// ernest hemingway - the old man and the sea// death cab for cutie - summer years// unknown// unknown// lidia yuknavitch - the chronology of water: a memoir// richard siken - saying your names// taylor swift - gorgeous// unknown// victor hugo - les miserables// jeanette winterson - lighthousekeeping// sylvia Plath - lady lazarus// margaret atwood - power politics// tory adkisson - Anecdote of the Pig//richard siken - planet of love, wishbone// ethel cain - hard times// margaret atwood - variations on the word love