#things that will get me crucified

[shallowseeker]

terrible headcanon where everyone dean has ever been with knows, because dean inevitably accidentally says “cas!”

[viviaj]

a man who just wants you and needs you and would do anything for you (gone sexual)

// this is a self-insert.. it can be abt anyone u want ;3 !! but if u need some help: atsumu, kaeya, zoro, wriothesely, shoyo.. literally anyone that’s funny but also ;) KUROO

he’s been making you laugh all night. lighthearted conversation not slowing down, and countless attempts at getting you to roll your eyes at him. he looks good, too, like, casual good. black sweats and freshly washed hair.

he’s sitting on your bed, feet flat on the floor looking up at you as you go about your business. he’s a strange guy, he says something unfunny, yet its hard to not laugh. its cringey and genuinely stupid, yet comforting all the same.

you’ve been parading some new clothes on for yourself, styling pieces for him to nod and approve at. the way you move around is everything to him. he could just watch you, permanently. he wouldn’t need his phone, or a book or a computer. just you.

and that has him hard in his pants. just watching you do your thing, your glow from previously being out, with friends and at the shops— it didn’t matter.

“hey,”

“yeah?” you cheerily turn toward him, eager to keep conversation alive.

“come here,” his smile has you complicit, walking over to him, “wanna sit?”

you look down.

eyes fluttering between how hard he is and his eyes— at how fast this all changed. he’s so pretty and you just want to nod and nod and nod to him, that you’d do anything with him.

“yes, i do. yeah, okay. i don’t wanna hurt you, though, so—”

“here,” he interrupts you, guiding your hips down, “yeah, just like that,” the genuine smile on his face gives you courage.

neither of you dare to move once you’re fully sat, no one shifting or grinding, just resting on each other.

“do you feel what you do to me?” he almost laughs in exasperation. everything he says is so genuine, “i’m hard just thinking about you.” the honesty hurts.

the man underneath you is everything. he’s so sincere now that he’s not trying to make you laugh, not trying to make you roll your eyes at the stupid things he says. he doesn’t have to work for your attention.

“can i move?” you whisper, his cock so painfully there. your eyes don’t move from his.

“yeah, just— shit,” he hisses, “fuck. slowly. just rock back and forth a little.”

and it’s so easy. it’s so easy and he’s looking right at you and he’s telling you how good it feels, and god, don’t you know how long he’s wanted this for?

“is this okay? i mean, does it feel good? am i doing—”

“perfect,” he reaches a hand up to the back of your head, “it’s perfect.” his large hand pulls your head down to his, face to face with what you’re doing, who you’re doing.

he looks down at your lips, breaking the unbreakable eye contact you’d had so far, and presses his lips against yours. your hips stutter here and there, unused to the motion, but desperate to keep it there.

“let me take care of you.”

you nod.

his hands are polite on your hips, firm in how he handles you. he slides himself to the head of the bed, patting right between his open legs.

“saved you a spot,” he grins. and you remember this is the same man from an hour ago. you roll your eyes, yet sit right there, your back pressed to his chest, “this okay?” he says with his hands so close to your waistband. you nod again.

“you’re very compliant with me.” he says, and there’s nothing— no words, that could justify that. because he’s right, “i almost expected you to laugh at me more.” his slender fingers dip beneath your clothes, and he’s kind of an asshole, but he’s touching you so nicely.

“oh,” you grab onto his wrist, “feels good,” he nods against your skin.

his other hand just wants to feel you. the outside of your neck, the crease in your elbow. the curve of your ear, the shape of your breasts.

it’s obsessive.

your head drops onto his shoulder, your eyes turning to meet his and you realise he’s been looking at you this whole time. you avert your eyes, a slight red brushing your cheeks.

he’s still looking at you with a slight smile on his face. “you shy?”

“a little,” you reply for integrity’s sake.

he absolutely beams.

all the while you can feel him right against your back. he’s right there. just playing with you, hooked on every whimper and moan and twitch he can get from you.

“i’ve been waiting so long for you, you have no idea.” his sincerity is overwhelming and so are his fingers.

you nod. because that’s all you can do. “another, another. please.” you pant towards him.

“another what? tell me what you want.” he’s smiling, you can feel it.

“finger. please. can i, please?” oh, he melts. your voice softening for him and your body tense against his cock, he feels like he’s going to cum in his pants. he might.

“of course. whatever you want.” his free hand glides against your jaw, fingers grazing the side of your neck. he needs to kiss it, and bite it and leave something there. maybe as proof that this is real, that he has you how he wants you. feeling good.

so he does, he laps at your neck slowly. his fingers don’t stop fingering you, but he raises his thumb to rub at you. and that has you really going. twitching back into him, jumpy moans and sweet noises coming from you, uncontrollably it seems. your hand goes to cover your mouth.

“don’t ruin a good thing, baby. move your hand. let me hear you.”

“it’s embarrassing,” you stutter out.

he grins again, teeth grazing your neck. “i know. it’s okay.”

and it’s when you cum, with hips bucking and hand gripped onto his wrist, that he doesn’t stop.

tears well up in your eyes, “i came. i came, i came,” you chant, maybe he didn’t notice, maybe he didn’t realise.

“i know.” there’s no emotion in his voice, he’s so concentrated, so invested in what he can get out of you. what sounds, what actions, the way you move. it’s like he’s on a timer, he only has so much of it with you and he needs to milk it to its fullest.

“it’s sensitive, please. it’s too much,” tears well up in your eyes.

“you gonna cry?”

you nod against him.

“i’m sorry,” he presses his lips to where he’s bitten your neck, “brave girl. tough it out.”

what he says leaves you with no choice. something clicks in your head and you nod over and over again.

you whine and cry, blubbering words and sentences that don’t make sense. sensing that you’re going to cum again, you push against his fingers.

“don’t. stay still.”

“i can’t,” you whine, “i can’t again.”

“you can.” he smiles. he smiles and smiles and all you can do is twitch and cry out.

and when you cum for him again, pleasure overwhelming every part of you, he flips you onto your back, strong hands gently laying you back.

“my turn,” his grin melts as he presses the head of his cock into you. he preens at the feeling of you hugging him, “oh fuck. feels perfect. you’re perfect.”

your eyes scrunch closed, blubbering like someone who’s forgotten speech.

he’s sliding in and out of you, wanting to feel every single centimetre of himself in you. it’s heaven and he can’t believe that this will have to end.

your head starts to hit the soft headboard, tears still pilled up from the overstimulation on your body.

and then it just stops. he pulls out of you.

“back to you baby,” his hands slide against you once more, and you know it’s going to end with you sobbing against him.

a fun night.

[snowyh2o]

My hand slipped—

Anyways, drew what I think Alastor might look like as an angel.

Couldn’t decide which looked better so have both.

[mars-ipan]

happy birthday you weird little freak. it's finals season so i can't afford to make a full drawing for u rn but i can at least give you your favorite thing in the world

bonus drawing + og imgs under the cut

cannot believe that crucified!komaeda is the cuntiest i've ever drawn him. call it divine inspiration

[gurorei]

The nefarious brainbug

[transmechanicus]

Maybe I'm not cut out for a PhD maybe i should just start drinking the chemicals with the scariest labels on them, lets end the charade that i have brain cells

[vaguely-concerned]

I love Origins very dearly, but sometimes when the camera dwells lovingly on just how ~*sick and twisted*~ the darkspawn are as they idk bite someone's head off or whatever for half a minute straight, I am overcome by the feeling that I am gazing into the unfiltered heart of someone's mid-2000s edgelord id. not... necessarily in a good way.

it feels like having a window directly into the brains of the boys in my class who watched lord of the rings and decided that the point of this story is that the orcs are cool as shit, and then someone decided that the only problem with that is that there just isn't enough sexual violence involved. frankly I wish they'd at least put up some curtains I don't need to know this about you bioware developer

[zylphiacrowley]

🎲 kiss roulette!

I want you to understand the journey I went through when I got this ask...

Aaaaaaaanyway, under the cut for extra spice.

this is just an inner thigh kiss... and nothing else. JUST a thigh kiss.

[hella1975]

all hate to tiktok for taking 'having a space to more openly and actively talk about different cultures' to mean 'cultures are NOT to be shared and we must be vigilantly defensive of our cultures for fear of appropriation, a word that can be applied to any multicultural interaction'. like of course cultural appropriation is a very real problem but ive seen with the access to global multicultural conversation that tiktok provides it's made people TERRIFIED to even interact with cultures other than their own for fear of 'doing it wrong'. like at some point you have to acknowledge that in the real world of the great outdoors, the majority of people are eager to SHARE their cultures. yes there are ignorant questions and biases but also... how do you think those things get unlearnt? i dont understand how deciding that multiculturalism is an elephant in the room instead of a normal thing that should just be talked about and lived with is supposed to benefit anyone? and kids on tiktok are CONVINCED that it's a time bomb of a conversation to have and therefore must be avoided at all costs but like. people generally LOVE their home and their culture and are PROUD of it and want to share it. how have we made it so that showing genuine interest and a desire to understand something so integral to a person's identity is now feared and borderline demonised?

[dootznbootz]

(Ian Johnston, Book 10)

[brb-on-a-quest]

"My proper name outlives me. After my death, it will be possible to name me and to speak of me. Like every sign, including the 'I', the proper name involves the necessary possibility of functioning in my absence, of detatching itself from its bearer ..." -Geoffry Bennington, (as quoted in Cervantes in Algiers by María Antonía Garcés 184).

[grahamcore]

hot take but this scene was actually relatable and not creepy at all because boys can smell so nice?? i am not immune to the scent of man musk and a little cologne. why should we shame hannibal for this he was just having a certified teenage-girl-with-a-crush moment

[gilmores-glorious-blog]

gotta say… i do feel bad for tv show writers trying to wrap up a show because i have never. in my life. seen people happy with a show finale. and like yeah obviously there’s valid complaints a lot of the time and sometimes a finale really is just that awful *cough cough* voltron *cough cough* but like,,, jesus christ people cut these folks some slack. it’s so hypocritical to be obsessed with a show and then the second it ends and something didn’t end up the way you wanted it to, to immediately decide you hate it now.

[stardust-sunset]

can my history teacher please shut the fuck up i get it’s a college class!! i get that! you don’t need to keep telling me i’m gonna fail!!

[nightswatchdisbandmentera]

Idk I think we should normalize predicting “happy” endings for our faves. I’m really tired of being told that I just want a “Disney ending” from the Reddit dudebros everytime I say that I want my faves to live. Or everytime I say my faves will live and I get people going “if you think this has a happy ending then you haven’t been paying attention”. Well FIRST OF ALL, that’s just a shitty line from a show that missed a lot of the core thematic messages in the books. Two, it’s quite a powerful statement for a story that is so mired in tragedy to end on a happier note. People overcoming adversity and becoming stronger through challenges is great character development. A “Disney” ending where people are liberated because of their inner strength and compassion has worked for decades because people find that shit relatable. Like not all of us are obsessed with who gets to sit the iron throne or whatever. Some of us just want out faves to have all their deepest desires met. I do want Dany to survive and be recognized as a hero and find her house with the red door. I do want Jon to live and realize that he is perfect just as he is, bastard or not. I want him to achieve the glory he’s always wished for because bastards can rise high in this world damnit. I do want Sansa and Arya to be safe and near family who love them. I do want Bran to fly as high as he can. I shouldn’t have to justify myself because of some of y’alls grimdark fantasies.

[tarantula-hawk-wasp]

Happy one month of me watching jcs 2000 and unlocking a new chapter of my life