#ummmm hi

[mcondance]

kinda inna rut but i wanna write so giving marc head

it took marc a second to get comfortable enough to really enjoy getting head.

but now? oh he’s insane about it.

he went from holding his moans and whines in to rutting up into your mouth, moaning brokenly as you swirl your tongue around his angry pink tip.

“god, just like that- shit, yeah.” his hands are wrapped in your braids, tightening and tugging when the pleasure gets a little too good— which is most of the time, cause you know just how to flick your tongue and twist your hand around his sensitive base to make him see stars.

he’s a mess in so many different ways, curls wet and sticking to his forehead, eyes watering, lips pink and swollen and thighs sticky with spit and pre-cum that he’s dripping everywhere. chills rack through him when you ghost your hand up and down his thigh, and he’s groaning and throwing his head back as you hum around him.

but his eyes don’t leave you for too long, cause you’re pulling off of him with a gasp of air and laying your head on his other thigh to jerk him, placing kisses on his base, licking wet and messy over him. everything feels too good, now, and he thinks he’s reached the break of insanity— until you bring your pretty lips back to his dick, kiss his tip and dip your tongue in his slit while you twist your hand just under his crown.

“oh baby,” he slurs, eyes rolling back and his head rolls to the side, arms falling from your hair to the ruffled sheets as he tries to hold on to the little piece of his mind he has left. but you don’t let him hold on, don’t want to, so you take him all the way in, glossy eyes fixed on his face, and the way he nods watching you swallow him down— “yeahyeahyeah” whispered under his breath.

swallowing around him, you tip him over, bring him close out of nowhere, like you always do. “shit, ‘m gonna cum, gonna- gonna make me cum.” he’s panting now, chest heaving up and down and hands back in your hair as he watches you suck him off like you want him to lose his mind.

and you do, so you do. it’s a couple more licks and swirls of your tongue around him and he’s spilling down your throat, reduced to gritted groans and gravely moans as he fucks into your eager mouth, indulging in your wet warmth.

it took him a while to get comfortable, but he’s damn sure not holding back now.

[dollscffin]

Finally posting after god knows how long..

[cozyqueerchaos]

cringetober day 4: angel x demon

[kiarrahatesboyss]

Chapters: 1/6 Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Nia Nal, Querl Dox, J'onn J'onzz | Hank Henshaw, Alex Danvers, Kelly Olsen (Supergirl TV 2015), Esme (Supergirl TV 2015) Additional Tags: 5+1 Things, Canon Compliant, except i forgot about the william plotline in 6x18 so ignore that, Slow Burn, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Character Study, Fluff, There Was Only One Bed, Literal Sleeping Together, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Abandonment Issues, Panic Attacks, don't you worry there is indeed comfort to the hurt, if the show won't have kara talk about her trauma then i will, and then i'll make sure she feels loved and supported, Feelings Realization, Dubious Science, hey man i'm a writer not a scientist, Party, Alcohol, Love Confessions, Idiots in Love, Making Out, Sexual Tension, Cuddling & Snuggling, slaps fic. a lot happens in this bad boy Summary:

'Lena is decidedly normal about the expanse of skin the action reveals. Totally normal about Kara’s forearms. She has nothing to say about the freckles on her wrist, or the addictive shape of her hands. There’s no feeling of fondness for the way Kara’s pinky quirks above the rest of her fingers as she types. Lena couldn’t care less about how Kara bites her lip as she focuses on her screen.'

⤷ Five times Lena denies her feelings for Kara, and one time she finally gives in.

Weekly updates every Monday around 2pm MDT.

[proverbsss]

nsfw headcanons

John Tyler, Tell Me Your Secrets

disclaimer- John Tyler is a bad person who assaults women and worse, and if I met him in real life I would push him into traffic

John loves to condescend to his partner in a sing songy voice, doubly so before, during, or after sex

He refuses "good boy" as praise most of the time, but if you're about to cum on his tongue and it falls from your lips he will fuck you deeper and live for it

Usually if John finds a toy you own he destroys it. He's very possessive of what's his, and toys are only allowed when he's actively using one to break you down

Sometimes he'll melt things made of silicone or break things made of plastic right across his knee, making eye contact the whole time

"Which one feels better?" He demands while he's fucking into you, hitting spots inside that make you see god. "Well if it's me, then why the fuck would you need a toy?"

He loves just lying next to you and groping you agonizingly slow. Grabbing your ass and spreading it, putting a hand around your throat while you're going about your day

Mine. Mine. Mine. You will hear it so much

John figures out that raising his voice is a major turn on for you, and he takes advantage of it

John bites. A lot. Sometimes really hard without even thinking about it. If your skin and your smell hit that chord in him, he'll just sink his teeth into you

His ears are really sensitive and if you bite his earlobes he'll yelp and whimper for more sensation there

Ummm definitely some unhealthy kind of tracking device like you have a stealth collar with a microchip that links to some cute bracelet or watch he wears

Some nights he'll come home the swoon worthy charming John he likes to be, and then other nights there is nothing in his face but the desire to hurt you and fuck the daylights out of you

He'll blame you for sparking his lust. "It's your fault I'm hard, fix it now" "Well I wouldn't have had to finger you if you weren't squirming all over my carseat would I"

He loves seeing you hump your hips on something like his pillows or his shoe. You work so hard when everything could be so much easier if you just used your words and admitted that you need him to defile you

[ilaliya]

:)

[ravagercherri]

i hate getting like so overwhelmed with the amount of followers i have and then just like the select group of people i stick to interacting with like im sorry i havent reached out and we're mutuals and im trying to keep up !!!

and please like this if we're mutuals

RIGHT NOW SO I CAN JUST INTO YOUR DMS AND I CAN THROW CHERRI AT YOU!!

PLEASE SHE NEEDS MORE FRIENDS!!!

OR ENEMIES!!!

[puphoods]

lalala 🐕

[bbbrianjones]

@cultreslut

SO START ME UP AND WATCH ME GO, GO, GO!

christine (1983) / crash (1996) / charli xcx / david lewis / william faulkner / titane (2021) /

[catcrumb]

[noornight]

Long distance besties. This definitely happened after the third movie (source: trust me bro)

Based on this

[envymourn]

[percexe]

ok this is old (by like a month or two) so excuse the slightly outdated stylings. but i forgot to post this here so ENJOY!

it’s a shame a design element as fun as the grey streaks are just put in the same spot all the time. so have my placements and the reasoning behind them (because it wouldn’t be a percexe design without cramming character significance into every little detial)

[slingbats]

you had your chance but you turned your eyes away again

happy birthday, Oswald (26/7)

[zipzedziltch]

Bang! 💛

[hjemne]

The best character analysis of Bertholdt I think I've ever seen

a god of destruction: BERTHOLDT HOOVER

1. Wikipedia, “Children in the military” / 2. Kane, Andrew Edmund. “How to Be a Dog” + “The Door of Hope.” Attack on Titan / 3. Amichai, Yehuda. “Wildpeace”. / 4. Half-Light: Collected Poems. Bidart, Frank + “To You, 2,000 Years Later: The Fall of Shiganshina.” Attack on Titan / 5. AJJ, “All the Dead Kids” / 6. Mares, Ashley. “PSALM OF SCATTERED ASHES” + [2.] / 7. Afterletters. Bachmann, Ingeborg. Kolewe, R. / 8. Wikipedia, “Remorse” + “Charge.” Attack on Titan / 9. Henry and June. Nin, Anaïs / 10. The Oresteia. Aeschylus. + “Midnight Sun.” Attack on Titan

edit: changed the quote of the final photo