#xoxo thanks

[girlcockholmes]

people from humid areas can high humidity cause a dry cough

[muppetsnoopy]

they need to invent magic.spell that flosses and brushes my teeth for me and also tuckes me into bed soso cozy

[lizardlymatters]

[i-just-want-to-destroy]

how to build compelling characters

[evercelle]

Xiao had seen Venti’s suit. He’d also seen him wearing it in a photo Venti sent him from the tailor’s. He wasn’t expecting anything to be different when he turned. He was an idiot. It was night and day. In the mid-morning sunlight, surrounded by green grass and vast blue sky, Venti was ethereal. Xiao’s heart lurched. His eyes burned.

from "for the rest of our lives" by @delirious-dove

happy TWO YEAR anniversary to dove's legendary idol!venti/bodyguard!xiao fic, "if these wings could fly"!! i got to draw for this happily ever after sequel hehe... congratulations xiaoven on ur beautiful wedding that definitely gave xiao ulcers to plan

[papercutslut]

In an AU where Ford ends up opening the portal 30 years early, this is how Stan finds out.

[yujateaandpi]

the devil works hard but the Mabel haters in my Instagram comments work harder

[groovyangelkisses]

I LOVVEVEVEV OLD MAN LOGANN!!! I wanna be his housewife sooososo badly. I wanna cook for him when he has a long day and let him grope and grind against me while I cook because he deserves every part of me (OLD MAN LOGAN FOR LIFE!!)

i LOVEEEE the way you think, sweetpea!!!!

being his happy lil housewife with a sweet little gingham apron he had someone handmake you for christmas </3 makin' him his favorite baked goods when he comes home from driving and dealing with mean customers. massaging his shoulders while he rants and eats dinner, running your fingers through his gray hair, scratching lightly as he pauses to sigh out "'s nice, thank you baby" <3

i am a free use!logan ENTHUSIAST. so you're cooking dinner for him after a long day, same lil apron on and your hair pushed away from your face in a big claw clip— messy but dedicated, of course. and he comes home, shoulders slumped, little brown paper lunch bag (that you packed) tucked between his fingers as he strolls in the kitchen closer to you, already palming himself as he watches you. the only way you even know he's home is the loud groan he lets out when you stand on your tiptoes to reach the spice cabinet— your legs and back extending. your head whips around and he's already on you, fumbling with his belt and pressing his readers up his nose as he flips your little apron up, and reaches around the front of you to unzip your jeans with a whispered, but steady "too fuckin good... too fuckin' sweet for me.. my good little wife"

<3

[auroreliis]

I imagined a situation that I found funny.

Imagine, the entire Batfamily on the beach while making a point of hanging around the reader's neck so they can participate in family activities(Forcibly) . But the reader is not at all in the mood to be part of this fake family scenario, and decides to stay in the shade on the sand making a sandcastle :3 . Jason, seeing this, decides to provoke the poor reader, accidentally destroying the sandcastle :(. Angry reader throws sand in Jason's face. Causing yet another punishment and forcing the reader to sleep in Jason's room. Poor reader

Hot. It was really, really hot.

Of course it was hot. It was the middle of summer and you were sitting on sand that had been in the sun for hours. In this heat, what could you even do? You wanted to stay at home and sleep, but they didn’t let you.

They wanted you to come with them to the shore and practically dragged you there, ignoring your complaints. So, here you were, sitting under a palm tree on the scorching hot sand. Though, you had kind of stopped feeling the pain. You didn’t want them to come talk to you under the guise of you seeming “unoccupied”, so you started building a sandcastle.

Most of them were in the water, probably to cool off.

Yeah, the heat was starting to get to you…

For just a moment, you considered going swimming, but immediately decided against it.

First of all, they would certainly bother you. You could already imagine Damian wanting to compete with you to figure out who could swim faster (obviously him, but he wants to spend time with you). You could already imagine Dick carrying you around inside the water because you “can’t swim properly” (you can, he’s just looking for excuses to hold you) and you could already see Jason trying to “drown you” as a joke, despite the fact that you wouldn’t find it funny at all.

“Hey, aren’t you hot sitting there?”

Yes, that’s exactly what Jason would say to lure you into the water.

“Uh, hello? You there?”, Jason waved a hand in front of you face.

Huh, that wasn’t your imagination, that actually was Jason. You looked up unamused, ”No, I’m quite cold, really.”

He rolled his eyes, seemingly having caught your sarcasm,”Sure. So, wanna go swimming?”

And let you drown me? No fucking way. Oh, right, be polite…

“Um, no thanks”, you smiled awkwardly, not wanting to anger him and, as a result, Bruce.

“C’monnn, it’ll be fun. You do know how to swim, right?”, he teased, trying to rile you up.

“No”, you persisted, “Thanks…”

Jason crouched down next to you, clearly more persistant than you, “Oh, come on. Surely you’d rather spend time with me than Dick, right? If you remain alone for much longer, Damian will surely force you to do something with him.”

Ah…

Well…

You disliked Dick and spending time with Damian was…tedious.

Jason wasn’t any better, though.

Noticing your silence, he spoke again, “Not a bad sandcastle, but I could help you make it better.”

“…”

“We could compete and see who builds better sandcastles”, his smile was still present.

“Um…”, you looked around, trying to find a way to distract him.

“C’moooon. Here look, I’ll help ya”, he started adding sand to your castle.

“Wait! Nonono! Don’t touch that!-”, you froze after seeing your entire sandcastle collapse.

Silence prevailed for far too long.

You couldn’t think of anything to say. Jason, however, felt the need to salvage the situation.

“Oh, I’m…sorry.”

Sorry? He was SORRY?

The audacity left you speechless.

The only thing you could do was grab a fistful of sand at throw it at Jason. He dodged most of it, but he certainly felt your wrath.

To avoid further conversation with him, you got up immediately and left.

It took only a few steps for you to notice that what you had done was certainly punishment-worthy.

What would Bruce make you do? You shuddered as you remembered the time you had to hug and say 20 things you liked about Jason…yikes. Never again, you swore and yet, here you were.

You had barely gone a few metres, when you heard Bruce calling your name. When did he even arrive here? Was he here from the start?

You stopped walking and turned towards him. The look on his face was…stern. He did not seem very happy. Next to him, Jason was rubbing his eyes.

Wait, did you get sand in his eyes? No, you couldn’t have, he dodged it! Did he…lie to Bruce about what happened?

No, Jason wouldn’t do that-…

Well…would he?

Bruce called you over to him and Jason, so you slowly walked towards them, trying to come up with a good excuse to avoid doing whatever he wanted you to do.

[dark-and-kawaii]

You've done a remarkable job getting me hopelessly hooked on tieflings. It did get me wondering tho, how would the bachleors react to their partner begging for the knot? Properly too, face down, ass up, hands holding their cheeks spread.

Thank you for writing, I do appreciate reading your work. ♡

˚₊‧꒰ა♡໒꒱‧ Knotted ‧꒰ა♡໒꒱‧₊˚

₊˚⊹♡ YES!!! 100/10!!! I’m eating this up om nom nom!!! Something about the tieflings and having knots just make me drool!!! The way they’d fill you up so nicely- you’d never want another cock again, nor would you ever be the same~ ♡

₊˚⊹♡ Pairings: Zevlor x F!Tav/Reader - Rolan x F!Tav/Reader

₊˚⊹♡ Content: NSFW - Stretched So Good - Pussy Never Going To Be The Same - Tiefling Cock Has Your Tongue Dangling Out - Tip Of Their Cocks Kissing Your Cervix - Begging - Tummy Bulge - Spread Wide

Notes: I didn’t add Dammon because these got longish~ Enjoy my dear xoxo

‧₊˚✧[ Zevlor ]✧˚₊‧

The way your face was pressed into his bed roll, your ass thrown up in the air as your fingers spread your pussy lips... The look in your eyes, the way your tongue was out, panting, saliva dribbling down your chin. And that beautiful hole of yours, slick with your juices, glistening and twitching... No doubt you were playing with yourself in preparation for his return to the cave... That was pretty risky of you. If Tilly had decided to accompany him...

“Z-Zevlor~!” You gasp out his name in a breathy moan, “I want it- I- I want to take your knot please~”

A shudder runs down his spine as he listens to you. It takes all of his willpower to not just slam his hips into you, his aching cock twitching with every word that falls from your lips. He swallows thickly, his fingers pulling at the armor around his neck.

His face felt hot and his mind hazy.

He had to focus on something other than your scent, the way you called his name… “Y-you shouldn’t be here. What if someone came looking for me and found you in this compromising position-“

“I don’t carrrreeee~” your mouth hangs open, saliva dripping onto his sheets, “I want them to know~ know I belong to a foulblood, the most handsome oneeee~” you whined, wiggling your ass, spreading your legs a bit wider.

You were going to give this old man a heart attack. He had to open his mouth and take a few gulps of air to get more oxygen to his brain.

“A-are you sure? I fear it may-“

“I-I can take it~!” You cut him off, looking over your shoulder at him, “Y-you've stretched me out so much with your cock already... A-and I've seen it~” You give a small moan as you slip a finger into your pussy, “Y-your knot is so big... I-I wanna feel it stretching my pussy open~ break me~”

He gives a small groan, his hand moving down to free his throbbing cock, stroking the length as he watches you finger yourself. He wants nothing more than to slam himself into your little cunt, feel it wrapped tightly around him, but... He also wants to make sure that you'll be ok. Taking his thumb he smears the bead of pre-cum dripping from his tip onto the head, slicking it up before pressing his thumb into your needy cunt. He can't help but shudder when he feels how wet you are, his tail swishing in response as he slips his thumb deeper, watching as you start to suck him in.

You bite your lip as you look over your shoulder at the handsome tiefling, pushing yourself against him and his hand, wriggling your hips desperate for something bigger- much bigger. “A-ah~! Z-Zevlor, p-please~! I-I need more~ I-It's not enough~!”

He had never seen someone- never been with someone as desperate as you for him. He hated himself for saying you looked like such a whore in his head, but it was true. You were just a needy, whimpering mess on his bed roll.

Zevlor's thoughts were cut off when he felt you reach back and grab his throbbing cock.

“Zevy~ Fuck me please~! Stretch me open…“ You looked over your shoulder at him, licking your lips hungrily, “Commander~”

Hearing his title, feeling your hand stroking his cock, the sudden change in the way you addressed him… Despite his fear of harming your tight snatch, he’d give you what you desired, and he’d make sure to take such good care of you~

…

Your legs were quivering, knees weak, as you bit into his thin sheets, the only thing you had to muffle your screams. It had taken Zevlor a moment to get his knot halfway inside, his cock pulsing with each breath you took.

“mmmph!!!! fhhhh~ !! AHHH~!!! MMMMMM!!!!!!!!!~!!!~!!!!!~~”

Your knuckles turned white as you gripped his bed roll, your pussy stretching wider and wider. Tears rolling down your cheeks as his knot started to press into your pussy further. It felt like you were being ripped open, his knot growing wider and wider.

“My light, I can stop- I- I can pull out. I don't want to hurt you... If this mmph- if it’s too much... We can try some other nigh-“

Your hand released his bed roll and grabbed his arm, holding it tightly.

“I s’need it, commander... Please…~” Your words came out a choked sob, a plea.

His breath catches in his throat as he watches you push back onto him, his eyes going wide, the pain evident on your face as you force him deeper and deeper inside of you.

Finally, it popped inside.

The mouth of your sex stretched grotesquely as it engulfed his big meaty knot, your lips sealed around the base of his cock… “Ahhhn~!!! H-hhaa~! Oh gods, oh gods- Z-Zev!!! I'ms stuffed m‘full- soooo fff-full~!! I-it's stretching my tummy-!!”

Zevlor delicately moved his hand down and around your waist, and sure enough there was a little bump on your belly where his cock was. His hands moved to your hips, gently rubbing the skin and preventing you from taking him deeper. His heart was pounding, worried that his knot was too much for you. His hand slid over to yours so he could lace his fingers between yours before kissing your shoulder softly, trying his best to be comforting, “Shh… You're alright, I've got you...”

One thing was for sure, he was going to miss you when you both finally went your separate ways…

‎‧₊˚✧[ Rolan ]✧˚₊‧

You lay there panting, a thin gleam of sweat on your entire body, babbling his name like some sort of prayer. Feeling the cold air on your exposed, wet pussy as you spread it open for him, your hands pulling your folds apart to show him all of your insides… How your womb was ready and waiting for his potent tielfing seed.

“R-Rolan- Please-,” you were ready, it was time you took his knot. The way it throbbed, the tip of his cock oozing a thick and gooey white liquid, the base of his length throbbing and engorging with blood, turning his pretty cock into a bulbous, veiny knot that was just begging to be sunk into your waiting sex.

But Rolan didn't move, “I-“ he felt so foolish. Here you were, ass in the air, your pussy spread and waiting for him like some sort of offering, and here he was, the very picture of hesitation and uncertainty. His own mind was screaming at him, yelling that this was everything that he had been waiting for- he’s imagined filling your greedy pussy with his knot from the moment he met you… But now that you were begging, now that it was right here he was too scared to take the plunge.

He was so afraid to lose you, of being alone… It’s the reason he’s been purposely holding back from locking himself with you, not giving you his knot no matter how much you begged him. Rolan never said it out loud ever but deep down he was afraid you’d look at him like a monster if he showed you the true extent of his nature.

And you, ever the observant one, noticed.

Your hand reached between your thighs to grab the base of his dick, feeling the bulge of his knot pulsate against your palm. Squeezing him gently as you cock your head at him and pout, “don’t be so greedy~” you mocked him. You were still breathing heavily, but a smile graced your features. Your other hand, covered in a sheen of your own wetness, reaches back and grabs his tail. Gently, but firmly.

Pulling his hips closer to yours, guiding him, “if you don’t fill me nicely with that delicious knot~” you bring his tail up to your lips and lick a long, slow line from the base to the tip, causing Rolan to shiver and moan. Your teeth nibble at the base of his tail, biting down enough to make him squirm but not enough to cause him any real pain, “I’ll have to use this as the replacement. I think that will do nicely, don't you agree?~"

Rolan groaned at the sensation, his mouth agape as his breath became more ragged, “mphf - hah-” he covered his mouth, trying to keep from getting too excited. The idea of you shoving his tail in your cunt and riding it so deep until he saw the outline of it snaking through you- “S-so desperately needy and gr-greedy- li-like a whore in heat-“ he breathed on your shoulder…

…

Your head jerked back, “GUEAAAU!!!!!~” your tongue hanging from your mouth as saliva fell from your lips, your eyes crossed, your vision blurred, and your ears ringing. For a moment you couldn’t hear, see, or feel anything other than the sudden, overwhelming sensation of being filled stretched, your uterus being smashed repeatedly by his tip now that it was finally fully buried inside.

Rolan bit his bottom lip so hard he nearly drew blood, the sharp points of his teeth digging into his flesh and leaving indents, his face a mess… He could feel your sloppy pussy lips wrap around his knot, the popping noises it made as he would forcefully pull it out and then back in as it caught on your lips over and over. The sounds coming from your mouth made it sound like your internal organs would come popping out of it…

“M-my wom-b- A-a-augh- H-ha-h-h-hh-hhhh-h-h-!!!!! Sho’deep Rolan baby~! You're sooooo deep~!! I can- can feel you- so deep~!!! You're hitting- my cervix-! Ahhh!! Ah-!! You're making my pussy all stretched out and gaping f-from yo-your knot~!!!”

His hips moved on their own, the tip of his dick kissing the entrance of your cervix, trying to penetrate you even further than he already was. Your cervix was already starting to swell, and you could feel the pressure building up in your belly.

You were going to be filled with his warm milky tiefling seed, your body ready to welcome his into this world. You swore your eyes had heart shapes in them from thinking about how his knot would plug his cum up inside of you this time, keeping it nice and safe, until he’s ready to fill you up with another batch of it. And then another… And another… Never spilling a single drop…

[angelicblondie]

Angel, I'm BEGGING 🛐🛐🛐🛐 BEGGING ON MY KNEES

Hear me out: drunk and/or high oral (m and f receiving) + fingering sex with Luke.

(Bonus if it were established relationship + Apollo!reader)

I swear to fucking God, I was drinking and smoking a little while reading, and I could only think on gagging in this man's cock-

coming out of my cave to write this🤭

luke castellan x girlfriend!reader

MDNI

you were sat on his lap, a few long puffs in each, feeling the best you ever had.

when you were high, you felt everything so much more intensely. the fabric of his jeans on your bare things, the cold metal of his rings, the fingers attached holding you his place, his breath behind you on your shoulder - you could feel it all, it felt euphoric.

you could tell luke was feeling it too, with the way his heartbeat banged against his chest, and the fidgeting of his bouncing leg. he was getting antsy.

the one thing about the two of you was you got...excited, when you smoke. of course you both knew it, but you never really smoked for the purpose of having sex. it always started as a way to wind down from a long week, the two of you sneaking off to an empty cabin, a clearing in the woods, or down by the beach. right now, the two of you were held up an empty cabin 2, sitting on the couch by the fireplace.

but anyways, it never started as a way to get in the others pants.

but it was inevitable, unspokenly so, but still inevitable.

like always, lukes hands rubbed up and down your thighs as the two of you passed the blunt silently. moments like these with luke were precious, and part of the reason you held him so near and dear to your heart - it was so rare that you could find someone that you didn't feel the need to fill the silence with. with luke, you could just be. just exist.

you pent it up to the idea that you never felt the need to impress him. he made you feel comfortable, which was a rare feat as a demi-god, but somehow he manged it flawlessly.

the son of hermes hands were calloused and rough, but warm. so warm. everything about him was warm.

those warm hands continued to caress you, and you felt your head getting light in the best way. you had a lazy smile on you face, and every time those finger tauntingly trailed up, you let out a soft hum, your chest feeling light as you exhaled.

he chuckled. "yeah?" he mumbles softly in an amused tone in your ear.

you nod, your cheeks heating up. he laughs a bit, taking a drawl from the blunt then passing it down to you, exhaling the smoke. "wanna finish it off?" he asks, his voice still low.

you nod, and he holds it to your lips as you take a drag, then he tosses it into the fireplace.

as the smoke leaves your lungs, you sigh contently, leaning back on his shoulder. he hums, pleased, and adjusts you in his lap so you lay more comfortably. you shift to make it easier for him, but he sharply inhale went your ass moves over his clothed dick.

you bite your lip, releasing a little giggle. "sorry, baby," you murmur, sitting up a bit so you could look back at him. he lets out a breathy laugh. "no your not," he calls you out and your cheeks heat up. with his eyes locked on yours, he presses a chaste kiss to your shoulder, and seductively pulls your legs apart. you suck in a breath of air, and he smirks a bit.

"lay back," he tells you, and the way he speaks in such casual dominance gives you no other choice but to oblige. you lay your head back on his shoulder, back against his chest as he slowly pries your knees open, hands creeping in your inner thighs.

he hums into your ear, his hands sliding up as your chest rises and falls quickly. "want me to play with you a bit?"

your tilt your head up to look at him, muster the only words you could. "only if i get to play with you after."

he raises his brows and chuckles. "sounds like a deal to me," he murmurs, his hands looping under your pajama shorts and slowly sliding them down your legs. once they reach your ankles you kick them to the side, now only being covered by your lace panties.

he large hands cover your clothed heat and you shiver, feeling the wettness pool in your panties. he caresses you, watches as you subtly squirm from his touch, the quick rise and fall of your chest. his fingers traces the outline of your pussy, and you feel that familiar excitement build up in your stomach.

after what felt like a century of teasing, he slips his fingers under the fabric, as you watch transfixed. his fingers trails down to gather your wetness, and he gasps lowly at how damp you are. he clicks his down.

"poor thing," he remarks lowly. "need me bad, huh?" he coos.

you nod wordlessly, your brows scrunched up in want. "mhm"

he hums, his lips formed in a faux pout. his fingers slowly circle your clit, his other hand holding your thighs apart. he places a soft kiss on your neck, and you bite your lip, suppressing the noises you want to let out.

your head, still foggy from the weed, makes the experience all the better. it hightens the pleasure you feel, hightens the feeling of his hands playing with your sensitive bud. and by the feeling of his hard length pressing against your ass, you could tell his own arousal was magnified.

he moves your legs so they are hooked on the other side of his knees, and he brings his other hand to pull down your panties. once he discards them, he places his finger back on your clit, whilst the other one teases your entrance

you let out a hum of pleasure and arch your back, hinting to him that you want him inside. you chuckles quietly, and obliges, his middle finger entering your tight hole slowly as you whimper softly.

it doesn't take long for him to find a rhytm - moving his fingers in and out of you as he circles your clit. your a mess in his lap, moaning, whining for more, but he doesnt seem to mind.

he whispers dirtily in your ear, sometimes saying sweet things, sometimes degrading your eagerness. you like it though, the mix between them. you like how he'll call you a little slut and in the same breath go on about how much he loves you like this.

soon enough your grinding into his fingers as well, a moaning, blubbering mess.

"m'so close lukey, please dont stop," you beg.

he shushes you. "dont worry sweet girl," he coos, "i've got you, m'not stopping till you make a mess all over my fingers."

that pushes you closer, and not long after, you come all over him, babbling thanks you's as he shushes you. "so polite," he remarks, his fingers slowing down their movements to help you come down from your high.

feeling desperate for more, you hop off his lap onto the floor in front of him, fiddling to get his belt off. his eyes widen in surprise, but he doesn't object.

you look up at him, fluttering your lashes. "wanna bruise my knees f'you," you say sweetly, pulling his belt off and fiddling with his zipper.

he leans back against the couch, arms spreading across the back of it. with a satisfied smile, he nods. "go for it, angel."

with is pants removed, you waste no time. you spit on his tip, yours hands coming up to spread the wetness all over his length. you press a soft kiss on the side of his dick, then wrap your lips around him, slowly moving up and down.

he sucks a deep breath of air, and one of his hands comes down to gather your hair in his fist, making a makeshift ponytail, his fingers being the hair band. as you bob you head up and down, he mutters praises.

"thaaats it. good girl."

"shit, angel, just like that."

"atta girl, keep going."

at this point, your drooling and gagging all over him. you felt like worshiping him, after what he had just done to you. your pussy throbbed once again between your legs but you paid it no mind, focussing all your attention to your perfect boyfriend and his perfect cock.

"woah, babe, take it easy," he tells you, but you dont listen, continuing to suck him. he gives up quickly after that, his eyes rolling shut as he throws his head back, his fist squeezing your hair. "fucks sake," he curses under his breath.

he wondered how you could look so innocent doing something so dirty - your wet lashes fluttered up at his as your lips devoured his cock, and he couldn't believe something as pure as you would ever want to do this.

"fuck, baby, cant take much more," he announces, face screwed up in concentration, willing himself not to come yet.

you pop your lips away, hands massaging his dick as you speak hoarsely. "thats ok, whenever your ready."

with your tounge stuck out, his cocks head pointing towards your open lips, you stroke him as you look up at him, waiting for him to come.

\he grunts out curses as his white liquid shoots out onto your tongue, and you barely flinch, closing your eyes as you stroke him through his orgasm.

once the last drop hits, you flutter your lashes open, taken in the sight of your euphoric boyfriend, head tilted up and eyes closed in pure pleasure. he looks down at your disheveled state, transfixed by you.

to please him, you close yours lips, swallowing down the salty fluid. he smiles a bit, shaking his head and leaning down to help you up.

"your crazy, y'know that?" he remarks fondly, chuckling a bit as he leads you to the bathroom to clean you up.

you grin cheesily, pecking his lips. "just crazy over you."

note: hi everyone!!! im so sorry for my absence over the past month. ive truly been so busy and i very much miss u all. i probably wont be updating frequently, but if inspo strikes you'll be the first ones to know!! love all of u angels, and hope you're all doing well🤍🤍🤍

[noxious-fennec]

He lends very well to dramatic lighting

Comm for @cannibal-crxw :D info here

[rbvcdeluxe]

every time someone makes good richie lipschitz characterization an angel wins their wings back

[hertwood]

logan and alex in upcoming indie film michelob ULTRA lap of legends

[funnywizard3000]

Cleanup on isle 7?

[the-leftover-rice]

Gift art for @childlikegoblinqueen

✨💛 More art of the kid under the cut! 💚✨

1.‎ Art by frostpencil

2. Kidd by @smol-hibiscus

3. Found A Good Specimen! by @myshoeisonthewrongfoot

4. Kid by dragonfroit

5. The child by Maeve999