#woke Up

[b0tster]

just made the second-best typo in my entire life

[busterballsblog]

[kpop-locks]

꒰ ˀˀ ↷ lyrics of songs ; edit “♡ᵎ ꒱

part²

like/reblog | @peachy-edits

don’t repost our work or claim it as yours

[pokketofficial]

where were you when you found out it’s Joever?

[daneecastle]

REVERSED VEIL OF WORLDS-Crowley’s POV

Pages 16-20

1-5 | 6-10 | 11-15

Completed! Thank you for supporting this little side comic.

[pucksandpower]

Three words: what the fuck?

[itz-aeri]

XG "Woke up" concept photos

[undead-knick-knack]

Ashton waking up to Fearne being gone

Where 👏 is 👏 their 👏 big 👏 spoon 👏

[wil4x]

Woke up this morning

Got yourself a gun

Your mom always said you'd be the chosen one...

[chanyouchan]

⌕ capas xg, teste (mv)

⚠ em caso de inspiração, me credite.

📆 21/05/24 | ✎ @mnini (psd)

[marragurl]

Not the first to say it, but damn can’t believe Galladay really went from toxic yaoi to doomed tragic yaoi.

Alright fellow Galladay trash, where’s the modern AU fix-it fics?

I need to see Gallagher single dad with Misha plus their dog/cat Sleepie falling for entertainment company CEO Sunday. Don’t ask me how they met, fuck it, throw in bodyguard AU Gallagher who works part-time at a bar, boom there that’s how they meet, idk I’m making this up on 3 hours of sleep.

You’ve heard of slow burns, now get ready for Galladay blaze it.

They’re speedrunning the relationship from hate -> annoyance -> mild disgruntlement -> weirdly vibing -> ok wow never knew I needed that in my life -> Sunday is way too ok with spoiling Misha -> ok so we got married -> alright we’re dismantling the government now -> Sunday went to jail for 5 minutes for attempting “peaceful” world domination, don’t worry we (Gallagher) forgave him -> Sunday’s stepping down as CEO to run a coffeeshop idk look someone get him some therapy -> Robin is president now while she still goes on tours -> Misha won an engineering competition while this was all going on

Bottom line: Robin is out living her best life while Sunday is in the back somehow having the most insane week of his life. I have no other notes for her here except that she is happy, and successful, and is Sunday’s last remaining brain cell. She and Misha are having some fun Aunt/Nephew bonding times while Galladay are accidentally-on-purpose committing multiple war crimes.

No, we don’t have time to unpack 2.2 and all its trauma, we cope with modern AU :)

[d4myeon]

xg - woke up m/v layouts [requested]

[callmegaith]

I want to dedicate this comic to @seagullcharmer

thanks for saying that I get David's vibe he and I have the same amount of braincells : )

[mommybard]

Minthara let out an exasperated sigh in frustration, letting her hand fall away from her precum soaked cock. It had been… days? Weeks? Time was nebulous and didn't feel real to her at this point. But it had been some amount since her rescue from Moonrise Towers. Since she had joined up with this ragtag group of…what was a nice way to describe a bunch of traumatized morons with a heart? 

She groaned as she sat up, staring down at her shaft. She hadn't been able to find relief since her rescue. Sure, she could stroke as much as she wanted. Could take out a toy and ride it with her ass all night. But it just wasn't enough. It would bring her close, so achingly close she could practically taste that orgasm. That release never came though, no matter how long she toyed with herself. 

It wasn't her fault. Its not like she had to resort to self pleasure back home. Whenever she had been excited or needy it was easy enough to call someone to her bedchambers for release. Minthara was a Baenre after all; other drow would practically kill each other for a chance to try her out. Hells, she was fairly certain a few of them had just to try to impress her. 

Regardless, this was becoming a problem. A few nights without release had been fine. But having spent night after night basically just teasing herself without relief? She was on edge. Shorter temper than normal. Losing her focus. Finding her thoughts drifting to lewder ideas at the most inopportune times, even in the middle of a fight.

Picturing what it would be like to tame Aylin and Isobel after they had rescued them. Shoving Isobel's head down onto Aylin's cock as she claimed her cunt. Laughing at her pathetic moans, stiffled around that shaft. Picking Isobel up and both of them forcing their way into her poor pussy together. 

Karlach…ohhhh, such wonderful muscles. Just imagining them flexing underneath her tough as she explored every inch of her body. Watching her fighting against bindings as she toyed with her. Hearing such a strong being whimper and moan, begging for release. Oh the fun she'd have with the tiefling~

She wouldn't have to be gentle with Shadowheart. Not with her training. Finally able to let loose fully. Taking her with an animalistic need to breed her. Covering her skin in bite marks, bruises, long lines from her nails digging into her flesh. And just to have her crawling back and asking for more. Minthara moaned softly at the thought, too distracted to even notice her hand making its way back to her cock. 

Lae'zel. So headstrong. So defiant. Such a brat. What a thrill it would be to just grab her and punish her for her disrespectful tone. Grabbing her by her throat, pinning her there as Minthara fingered her into a screaming mess. Bending her over her knee and beating her ass black and blue. Bending that willful bitch into a good girl for her.

Minthara bit her bottom lip to hold in the noises that had started to escape her mouth as her thoughts turned to the next. Jaheira was a bit older than the rest of the party, sure. But if anything that made Minthara want her more. Being able to claim someone like a Matron Mother? To learn the tricks she knew~? To be able to hear that legendary hero cry out her name in utter bliss as she ravaged her body, making sure that she would never forget the name Minthara Baenre…now that was a goal to aspire to~

“Fuck~” She let out, barely more than a whisper. This was becoming too much. She needed to find release. Hands and toys weren't enough. She wanted more.. she NEEDED more. Needed to bury her hot shaft in someone. Needed to drown their hole in her cum. It was the only way for her to retain her sanity. 

The only question left then, was who to start with first.

[polin-erospsyche]

So either we are all clowns or Bridgerton is a joke. Either way that horse interrupting them has become my enemy number one and my villain origin story