#whatever it is was fun

[acourtofwhatthefuck]

l want to know more about this morning fuck with Tarquin on the balcony 😩

Well okay 🫡

You would wake up before him and already be out on the balcony, watching the sunrise.

After a little while, you’d hear soft footsteps, and Tarquin would approach from behind. He’d place his hands on your waist, give a gentle squeeze, and kiss your shoulder.

You would smile and turn your head to the side to capture his lips with yours. No words are needed. That’s your “good morning”.

It’s while you’re kissing — slowly, unhurriedly — that his brilliant hands would begin roaming your body. It’s a lazy morning, and he’s taking his time with you, his fingers inching between your legs.

He would stroke over your clit with his thumb and press you against the balustrade so that when you writhe, your ass brushes up against his bare, hardened cock. The strokes, like everything else, are languid. He smiles at every little breath and gasp that you land on his mouth.

He’d make you cum at least once, maybe even twice, just from playing with your clit. And when you’re panting and gripping hard at the balcony railing — completely ready for him — he would slowly push into you.

For a moment, he would be still inside you, partly to allow you to adjust to his cock, but also because he just loves the warmth and correctness of being inside you. But you would need him to move, and a whimper is enough to tell him that. He would grasp your hips, kiss your shoulder, and begin his slow slides in and out of your cunt. He would let out a little grunt and bury his nose into the crook of your neck.

It would carry on like that pretty much the whole way through. Languid, unhurried, hushed. He would take his time fucking you and exploring your body while he does. His hand lands between your legs again, and he’s circling your clit and fucking into you until you’re coming around his cock.

The sun is rising up and up, making the crystal blue waters below sparkle. And Tarquin is close. He begins speaking guttural, filthy things into your ear, and he picks up his thrusts, his fingers digging into your hips. You rock on him, meeting him thrust for thrust, spurring him on. You want to feel him finishing inside you.

He gives a few more hard thrusts, and then he explodes inside you with a deep groan that gets muffled as he presses his face against your shoulder. His cock is twitching inside you, and he’s holding you still, drawing out every little sensation.

After a while, he pulls out of you, dragging some of his seed with him. You know you’ll be bathing together in a moment, cleaning each other up.

Tarquin presses a soft kiss to your neck, and only then does he murmur — “good morning”.

It’s a good morning, indeed.

[nectarishes]

that trend where people draw hatsune miku in different cultures but pakistani miku (hijabi vers. under the cut)

[qvert]

I going to hell and you’re all coming with me

[stiffyck]

Good luck during pride month to all the aroaces who are gonna be blasted with "love is love" everywhere

Edit:

This post includes aplatonic people, loveless aros and any other people who fall anywhere on the aro and ace spectrum.

Stop saying "but theres platonic love and familial love-"

[kirdoodl]

A collection of Relativity Falls doodles because I am normal about this au I swear.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

i redesigned the transformers one cast in the style of transformers animated!

[kensatou]

the energy i'm bringing to linkedin | MY LADY JANE (2024)

[mildh4nn]

THE KING OF PIRATES

Interested in the full resolution and no glaze? Wanna tip me? Check me Patreonn

Added this as a print to buy if anyone would like to grab one as well

[soranker]

98 lovemail doodles >_<

[otiksimr]

Ditto.

[swiggity-swexual-i-am-asexual]

We all know the semi-canonical ‘all the Robins know to hide/duck inside of Batman’s cape, even as adults’ thing.

We also know that Danny ‘is LITERALLY a ghost’ Fenton sucks at remembering his own intangibility while ALSO forgetting to look ahead of him.

All I’m saying is, Danny Fenton (or Phantom, if you’d really like) would absolutely SLAM into Batman on accident while running on roof tops and Bruce ‘Brooding Instinct’ Wayne doesn’t even think twice about letting the kid hide and scanning around for danger before there’s a record scratch of ‘wait who tf is this?’ kicks in.

[vinestaff]

sighs. another guy in my brain i guess

[turtletoria]

i wanted to try drawing older Mabel and Dipper !

[bishonenvoicedbyadyke]

thinking about the armand painting again and how violent its very existence is. like there's layers to this.....this is a painting that was paid for with your body. in it, along with cattle and dogs, you're pictured worshipping your abuser, kneeling at his feet. your skin is whitened. your features barely recognizable...... and now this painting is in a public museum here for everyone to see. like anyone can come and see your bare, vulnerable throat.

[boringkate]

Person 1: Not to complain about capitalism again and obv wear sunscreen, but most skin care products really just seem like snake oil.

Person 2 (there is somehow ALWAYS a person 2): So true! People go so overboard! You really only need about 20 products! Here's a 50 part thread explaining my daily process!