#this is praise btw

[ryderdire]

This might sound sad what gets me about bluey everytime is just how much the parents adore their kids, the fact they want them to be happy and care to remember when they took their first steps and and words and and take the time to actually listen to their feelings and and and derail their enrite moving thing for them…. And and and and how much they show they love their kids man and not even that they love the idea of their kids they love who their kids are and everything about them and that love isn’t some vauge concept you can see it and feel it in the way they interact with the kids GAHHHHHH

[emerillons]

king slut i kneel before you in slutty slutty humility. i will follow you to the fields, i will follow you through the ice; we will show every kingdom our tits or we will go out in a blaze of whorey glory.

[amarantoestrella]

virgin choso fics make me wanna put myself down

[chloesimaginationthings]

Your Cassidy design gives me life, exactly how I envisioned her.

I’m so glad y’all liked my Cassidy design!!

[helplessv1ctim]

soft doms talking you through your orgasm.

them holding your hands while slowly fucking into your wet and warm hole in missionary. them smiling down at you as your eyes are full of tears.

“you’re doing so good, angel. i know, baby, i know. i’m here.” they say as they pick up the pace, holding your hands tighter as you clench down on their cock, “soo pretty for me, aren’t you? you’re so pretty.”

them softly chuckling while looking at your fucked out expression as their hand leave yours to grope your body, moving down between your bodies to touch your clit messily.

and when your eyes roll back and you can’t control your whimpers and moans anymore, they hide their faces in the crook of your neck, biting and kissing your skin, “doing such a good job f’me, bunny. let it all out, let me feel you. there you go, such an obedient thing you are.”

[ikarakie]

the first time wayne meets steve is actually far before the events of '86. in fact, it's in winter of '85.

he's on his way back from work when he pops a tire. he's pissed off, it's cold, still dark, and the beginnings of fucking snow are falling around him, and he doesn't have a spare. the nearest payphone is probably three miles walk, and he's just readying himself to make the journey when, miraculously, a pair of headlights turn onto the back road.

the car slows to a stop behind wayne's, and he's struck by how fucking nice it is. a brown bmw 733i, one he thinks he's seen around a couple times. when the driver steps out, he realises that, yes, he has seen this car. because the boy behind the wheel is the harrington boy, and wayne curses every god out there.

he expects some snark. a good attitude and for the kid to make him grovel for help or outright deny any assistance. instead, he approaches with these wide bambi eyes, the absolute picture of concern.

"are you alright, sir?" he asks, perfectly polite. wayne huffs.

"popped a tire, ain't got a spare." he doesn't- doesn't know why he's telling him. really doesn't. but something about the kid makes him falter, makes his steely exterior give way ever so slightly. the boy crouches down to the tire in question, frowning as he inspects it. then nods, grinning. he says nothing to wayne as he heads back to his car, and for moment he thinks the kid's gonna leave him in the dirt. but, instead, he pops the trunk and hauls out a spare, rolls it over to the car.

wayne only watches, fascinated, as he jogs back to retrieve a little set of tools. sits his ass by his tire and starts going at it. he's in a thin, short sleeved tshirt and jeans. he must be fucking freezing- wayne is, and he's got a thick coat, gloves and a hat on.

"what're you doin', boy?" he asks, unable to sound anything but bewildered. the kid blinks at him.

"changing your tire, sir?"

"i ain't got anything to pay you back with." wayne warns, wary. the kid shrugs, continues his task.

"that's okay, i wasn't going to ask you to." he pulls the popped tire off and lays it by his side. "it's just a good thing we have the same size, huh?" he grins, a little shy. wayne has never felt so thrown off in his life.

was this really james and cynthia harrington's boy? would someone of those people's blood really sit in the cold to change a strangers tire? expecting nothing in return? "where's your layers, kid? it's cold as ass out here, you'll catch a chill."

"oh, i gave it to my friend." seriously? seriously? "i'm alright sir, not to worry." he says this despite his red cheeks and reddening knuckles.

he finishes fitting the tire a second or two later, and once he's inspected it, gives wayne an endearingly dorky thumbs up. it reminds him of eddie in all the best ways. "all done, sir!" he collects up all his tools and threads an arm through the hole of the tire, balancing it on his shoulder. "i'll take this for you, i have to drive by the junkyard anyways." he doesn't. wayne knows the harrington's live in loch nora, and that's the opposite goddamn direction.

"you really a harrington?" he asks, not missing the confusion and maybe even slight disappointment he's met with. "just- no offence, son, but i always thought they were nothin' but bad." he deflates even more, if possible. "how did they raise such a kind boy?"

it's such a sudden change, how quickly he's smiling, bright enough to light the damn road if he wanted. it's all bashful and excited, it makes wayne wonder if he's never heard a good word about himself in his life, which seems insane.

"i still got a bit of an asshole gene," he jokes, a little dry, "but i'm trying to be better, you know?" he motions to the tire. "if you can help, why shouldn't you?"

wayne wants to squeeze him, but refrains. thanks him a couple times over and forces the boy to take his hat before he goes, (despite his complaints). harrington bids him farewell and a safe drive home, and he's driving off before either realise they never learnt each other's names.

(wayne finds his out later, though, when eddie meets him at the door, worried that he's late. only after he's walked his nephew through the story three times and sworn up and down, yes, it was true, and yes, it was definitely harrington. steve harrington.

when they meet again after '86, in eddie's hospital room, that boy from all that time ago holding his nephew's hand, he does give him that hug. thanks him, for both this time and the last.

steve wears the hat in winter of '86. it makes wayne smile.)

[licnheartedd]

sometimes james thinks about carving regulus’ heart from his chest just to prove that he can hold it gently

[haventacluewhatimdoing]

THREE WHY ARE YOU SITTING LIKE THAT

Even in a prison cell he wants to look cool

[skybristle]

rbs > likes

a doomed conversation

[dogd0m-charlie]

god I'm so fucking horny, i need to grab a poor boy by the hips and just dig my nails into him and grind my tdick against his holes.. holding him down to keep him from squirming, easily restraining him just with my body weight alone because I'm so much bigger and heavier than him.. desperately rubbing myself against him and growling and panting and yanking on his hair or his collar without touching him or letting him touch himself yet.

doing it until it gets him so needy and desperate for something inside him that he starts to plead and whine and beg for me, then forcing his face down into my hairy, sweaty dogboy cunt, making him breathe in my scent and telling him to be a good boy and lick up all the wetness for me. praising him and petting his head gently when he obeys.. then making him stick his tongue out, holding onto his head and rubbing my cunt and tdick against his face, using his mouth as a toy to get myself off until i cum in his mouth.

then maybe after all that, if he's still uncontrollably needy and he's done a good enough job, i might put on the biggest strap i have and force him to take it all for me, but it'll be in his ass this time, leaving his poor dripping cunt neglected. after all, it's not about his pleasure right now. it's about mine.

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(but of course afterwards i will obviously praise him and cuddle him and pet him so much and tell him what an amazing job he did for me and kiss him all over his head and be so so soft and gentle with him. and maybe if he's really really good for me I'll finally fuck his cunt later <3)

T4T MLM POST !!!! CIS PEOPLE DNI !!!!

[makiswirl]

can i just say. and this is probably a niche hill to die on. that i am so gobsmacked every time someone vaguely hints at the idea that jotaro doesn't care meaningfully for the other crusaders, usually particularly kakyoin and joseph, when those two actually tend to be the ones he reacts to being hurt the hardest

like he cares for his loved ones!!!! that literally plays into his character motives in every single part he shows up in!!! stop lying to me!!!!!!!

[brushes-of-sage]

I find it hilarious how BNHA Stage Play Shigaraki is just venting about his issues while holding Midoriya like the stress toy or like Jake Gyllenhaal swinging around a ferret 😂

[14dayswithyou]

[10 May 2022] Does Ren have any specific kinks?

Hoo boy 👀 his main ones are: ♡ Breeding kink ♡ Edging/Orgasm control ♡ Praise kink (giving and receiving) ♡ Biting/Marking((?) He loves seeing the aftermath) ♡ .......Roleplay AKJASFFSF we all saw this one coming

But in saying that, he's down to try out any of your kinks — so long as it's safe, consensual, and explicitly discussed beforehand ^^

[agirlking]

The Veilguard subreddit has not heard of critical thinking or expecting quality out of something you pay for. It is insane over there. "It's not bad at all! GoTY!" Holy shit.

Btw this post isn’t for anti Solavellan people. Stop blaming us for liking a ship and acting like that made DA4 what it is. BioWare has been on a downward spiral for a long time, the game was in development hell, and many people were fired. The fans mindlessly giving them money right now (who are NOT only Solavellans) are contributing to future issues by giving them a pass, but even they didn’t create these problems.

[leafwateraddict]

Some jester au sketches cus i missed them :)

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

I've been watching Dragons Rising for the first time lately, and I love what they did for Arin's character concept

He's an orphan, he's a ninja fanboy who kept the green ninja's mask in his possession and unwashed for years, he lives in a penthouse with his friend that they've made a home together in, he truly believes the ninja aren't dead and are still out there, he taught himself spinjitsu, he bakes (second place winning pies), he barters using pies when short on money, he helps his best friend steal parts from junkyards so they can compete in a mech race together for money, he's even a sucker for praise