#wanna cry so bad

[openfleshwound]

someone put a gun to my head and fucking kill me i’m sick and tired of this shit

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Chat have we discussed drunk chess with cherik cause i just think. That would be the darnedest silliest thing they could do

[justagirlobsessedwithwizards]

you can’t tell me that theodore nott wouldn’t whimper in bed. and trust me, he is LOUD.

he’s not afraid of anybody hearing him because he would take such pride in everyone knowing you make him feel that good.

and don’t even get me started on you riding him.

he’d have such a tight grip on your hips, no doubt leaving bruises for the next few days. his eyes rolled back as he lets out the loudest whimper.

��fuck baby.. you-ah-make me feel so fucking good..” “that’s it, just like that pretty girl” “come on, show me how bad you need to cum”

and if you start dirty talking back? he can’t even think straight, his mind all fuzzy as he sees stars. he LOVES being praised.

“you like this, pretty boy? like maki ng me feel good?” “that’s it, letting me use you so nicely”

his whimpers are sometimes so quiet you can barely hear them, and he burries his face into your neck, whimpering in your ear.

(i wanna make him feel good 😣)

[thatlazybones]

reposting to manifest good luck on your pulls~~ 💙

[padmesbox]

Adam Page: international playboy

[liverralonee]

LMAO i love how stu is literally bleeding out and crying about the cops being killed and his parents who are gonna be mad at him but the moment he realizes sidney most likely killed his boyfriend best friend he’s like 😡😡😡

he wasn’t calm in any way but dude was crying and bleeding out and shit and he realizes billy’s probably dead and dude gets up just to kill sidney for that

he’s not even the type of person to be angry for most of act 3 he’s just excited and i guess kinda angry when he lowkey gets mad at billy but i don’t know?!?!?!??

[satoumafuyuss]

I felt a very intense need to draw my blorbo from my game so <3

[arttsuka]

Based on somewhat real events

I spent way too much time drawing this...

But yeah, Ford finally saying thank you

A continuation (kinda)

[dilpickle]

“I’m sorry. Forget me.”

“I won’t forget. Your Highness, I am forever your most devoted believer.”

“…I’ve already lost all my believers. Believing in me won’t do you any good, it might even bring disaster. Do you know? Even my friend has left me.”

“I won’t.”

“You will.”

“Believe me, Your Highness.”

“I don’t believe you.”

He no longer believed anyone, and he no longer believed in himself either.

[web4teen]

babygirl

[chumbyy]

waaooohh ms laptop u look gorgeous

[mrsfitzgerald]

gelsenkirchen 💔 31.07.24

[crybaby-bkg]

ohhh god. pathetic gojo who’s so desperate for a taste of you, that he’s willing to do whatever you want from him. whether it’s embarrassing himself, diminishing himself, doing flips or tricks. whatever. it’s never too much when it comes to pleasing you.

he kneels against some randoms bed at a party—he only came because you promised you’d be there, a devilish smile on your lips. he followed you like a dog to a bone when you crooked your finger at him, on a leash strapped so tightly around his throat. he’s all quips and smart remarks, but he folds himself over for you.

he’s so tall, still, even on his knees, but that’s okay. you grab a fistful of his hair, and shove his face between your thighs, his back bending so greatly that it must hurt. but Satoru doesn’t complain, no. instead he hums and smiles, thankful for finally being able to smell you this close, feel the outline of your lips through your soaked panties.

“Get to eating,” you tell him, a command in your voice that he happily follows. he licks you through the fabric, holding tightly to your hips, groaning under his breath when you hook your knee to rest on the bed. you trap him against the mattress, his neck tilted at an awkward angle, your fingers splayed through white locks. but he’s grateful either way.

if anyone were to walk in right now, they’d be taken for a huge surprise; someone of a smaller stature than the infamous Gojo, fucking their cunt against his mouth as he holds onto your hips, his mouth agape the entire time. your hands forcing his head against you, grinding your hips against him, your lips kissing his own. his cock pathetically kicks in his sweats, and he doesn’t even need to touch it to feel close to coming all over himself.

drool spills from the tip of his tongue to messy his chest and stomach, letting you rub your clit against the softness of it until you’re tired of using him. you ride his face until you’re shuddering, coming all over his mouth with a moan that he embeds into his mind for later use. he’ll never grow tired of being your fucktoy, of being used by you. he only hopes you’ll let him be your dildo, next.

[halo-lll-odst]

gabriel pinup i did because i liked the pose i referenced from

variations under the cut

[jhopezwrld]

Hitting you with some fluff. Steve proposing after everything that happens in season 4 (let's pretend that it didn't end on a cliffhanger and everyone lived and is ok)

WAIIIIT this is so fucking cute omg okkk i got u friend

steve's large hands caressed your waist as the two of you lay face to face on his bed. the open window by his door casts a purple-ish hue on the two of you, a delicate reminder of the dusk surrendering to the dawn. silence wrapped around you both, serene and comforting, until steve broke it with a hesitant voice.

"so, i've been thinking..."

"uh oh, that's never good," you teased, but he silenced you with a gentle smile.

"hey, i'm serious. i've been thinking about us." His words hung in the air, pregnant with meaning, and you nodded, silently encouraging him to continue.

"so much has happened in the past few years," he began again, his voice tinged with vulnerability. "we've been through so much together, and we're still so young, but... i've been thinking about this for so long. fighting interdimensional monsters for the past three years has really aged me, and we could have died at literally any time and i—"

you placed a gentle hand on his chest, urging him to pause and collect his thoughts. "breathe, baby," you whispered, your voice like a soothing balm to his brain.

he nodded, taking a deep breath before continuing, "you can totally say no if you want to, but... i think i'll explode if i don't ask you this now."

steve sat up, reaching into the side table by his bed. his hands trembled slightly as he rifled through its contents, before finally pulling out a small velvet box. gasping, you sat up with him, excitement burning through your veins.

"steve..."

he took your hand into his own, his touch a wordless comfort. "i know this isn't how you’re supposed to do it, and i promise i'll take you out for a nice dinner and do this the right way, but... i don’t think i can wait any longer."

with shaking fingers, he releases your hand and opens the box, revealing a beautiful ring with a gold band and a small, round diamond sitting in the middle. his hand shook as he looked at you, eyes shining with unshed tears.

"marry me?"

speechless, you feel your heart race, feelings swirling inside you like a hurricane. "are you sure?" you blurted out, your voice so quiet you’re unsure if steve can even hear you, but he does. 

"i've never been more sure of anything in my entire life, baby," he promised, his eyes meeting yours with a wordless reassurance of his love. 

a toothy smile found its home on your face as you nodded eagerly, the words spilling out of you like a waterfall, "holy shit, of course i will."

hearing your response, steve pulled you into a tight embrace, his love warming you like a blanket. he quickly pulled away, reaching for the ring and sliding it onto your finger with shaking hands.

cupping your face, steve pulled you into a soft kiss, his lips conveying all the adoration he felt for you. as he pulled away, he brought your left hand to his face, his eyes sparkling.

"dustin is gonna kill me," he chuckled, "i promised him i'd let him hide wherever we went when i proposed so he could watch."

[korbinmoon]

I'm still somewhere there, in their flirting 🙏