#Sunday thoughts

[staryunaa]

sunday nsfw headcannons pt. 1

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it’s not very very nsfw it’s just subtle.. pt2 will be more nsfw

-imagine if his wings flutter to cover his face when he’s embarrassed

you walk into sunday’s study, it’s quiet.. yet the only noises that can be heard is soft writing and papers gliding across each other.

he looks up, softly smiling at you. it’s been a while since you seen him this soft. he focuses back onto his paper, picking up his pen to continue whatever he was writing. he looks ever so graceful, his hair in a neat yet messy way, his organized desk, how did you even get the chance to meet such a perfect guy like him?

you can’t help but get the urge to just compliment him! he’s just too fine right now! ugh! it’s like having a middle school crush you’re twiddling your thumbs over, making sure you’re always looking pretty for!

“you’re quite cute when you’re focused..”

you immediately regret your decision when he looks up at you confused, did i look weird? did i come off too strong!?

“thank you..”

you quickly look up, his wings covering his face while he looks away from you. he’s flustered and you know it! you pause realizing you’re really heating up now! your face is hot and red!

you don’t really know what to even do now! the awkward silence between you and him is just killing you! so you just think of something quick! walking over to his desk and hugging him? was that even a good idea?

you walk over to his desk, standing behind him, putting your arms over his shoulders. he smells so good! wait. is that weird to say?

“h-huh..?”

he keeps his face covered, gently grabbing your hands, pulling you even closer. you’re so close… your head is on the crook of his neck now!

“this.. this is nice..”

you mutter, it took you way too much courage to even say that, but how could you not? he smells good, looks great, looks adorable, and lastly! he’s your significant other!

you finally look down, eyes widening when you realize he’s hard

just from one compliment.

-imagine if his halo flickers when’s he cums + his wings being super duper sensitive!

you’re even more flustered now! but you know what! you’re gorgeous strong independent! you’re sure you can handle this situation right! right?

“you’re quite hard now sunday..”

your hands start to roam around his chest, slowly taking off his jacket. his wings still covering his face.

“c’mon… don’t be shy..”

your hand grazes his wings, you softly attempt to move his wings out of his face. they twitch and flutter every time you try to brush his wings away. his halo starts to flicker instantly that’s not usual? the bright gleaming halo is now flickering and twitching so much!

“oh wow.. your wings are a lot more sensitive sunday”

you hear sunday clear his voice, he’s gripping the armrests on his chair. his hands fidgeting around, he keeps groaning.

“a-ahem.. it’s nothing..”

his voice is so whiny now? you swear he never sounded like this before! you know what! you’re getting to the bottom of this.

you quickly swivel his chair around, wrapping your hand around his chin forcing him to look at you. you take one good look at him, his crotch mostly. there’s a large dark spot staining his crotch.

oh my aeons.. he just came from you touching his wings.

maybe that’s how you ended up overstimulating him till he cries but that’s for another day…

[skeptical-saniwa]

Consider a wet bird sunday

R u happy now anon look what you’ve done to him/j

[blabbershere]

The time flows in strange ways on Sundays.

— Haruki Murakami // 1Q84

[lihhelsing]

cw: domestic abuse and mentions of violence

Eddie Munson is the most infamous hitman in Chicago. Everyone knows of him and if you ever feel like getting rid of someone he’s who you should hire.

Enters mob boss Tommy Hagan.

He hires Eddie for a delicate job, one that gets Eddie doing home visits for Tommy, something he doesn’t usually do. There he meets Tommy’s fiance, Steve Harrington.

Steve is… Addictive. Eddie couldn't take his eyes off of him, even if he tried.

And he doesn’t really feel like trying because Steve is sweet, gorgeous, everything Eddie ever wanted but could never have.

Steve might be a househusband, but he knows a lot about Tommy's business and the people he makes deals with, so under the pretense of researching his target, Eddie starts spending time with Steve.

Tommy keeps a bunch of archives in his home and he asks Steve to personally help Eddie through all of that while he's dealing with other shit. Steve is more than happy to comply, enjoying the distraction - and the company.

It doesn't take long for Eddie to realize there's something wrong happening between Tommy and Steve. Tommy keeps the facade of a good soon-to-be husband, brings Steve's flowers and gifts every time he goes out, but Eddie has never seen Steve out of the house.

He's seen Steve asking their house staff to get groceries and things like that but he always just assumed Steve preferred not to leave the house. Now...

Eddie starts to see that what he thought was a good, perfect relationship doesn't seem that perfect anymore. He sees the bags under Steve's eyes whenever Tommy greets Eddie in a bad mood. He sees the underlying tension in Steve's shoulders whenever Tommy walks into the room.

He sees the bruises, too.

The decision is made before Eddie can even think it through, and he is willing to risk his reputation, his work, and his life if it means getting Steve out of this.

But he’s not the only one with secrets and things won’t be as simple as just killing Tommy and walking away.

[dionysiaproductions]

Yet another weekend has passed without me writing an entire novel in 48 hours.

I am beginning to think it's an unachievable goal.

Still, like Sisyphus before me, I press my worn shoulder to the rock.

[idyllwave]

Teacher!Sunday x Teacher!Reader

The reader is NOT a student in this

Teacher!Sunday who finally finds out what the hot new topic is that is bustling around the school halls.

Teacher!Sunday who finds out that there is a beautiful new teacher on the second floor of the school, in the room right under his.

Teacher!Sunday who eats his lunch by the window of the class, it was open so the breeze could drift in and no student dared to bother him during this period. (Not that they needed to, he was a good teacher who explained things well. Questions in and out of class were rare.)

Teacher!Sunday who hears a small sigh right below his window. His curiosity getting the better of him almost immediately. (He could practically hear his sister telling him not to hang out the window just to see something.)

Teacher!Sunday who sees you. Your elbows resting on the windowsill, your face cradled in your palms. It was obvious that you were leaning forward. Your eyes, though he may not be able to see them, were staring at something in the distance. That, or you were just daydreaming.

"Amazing view, isn't it?"

It wasn't everyday that Sunday spoke to another so quickly. Usually others were the ones who sought Sunday's attention. But, he'll ignore his own outburst for now. You're new after all.

The sound of his voice startled you, you looked around for a moment before gripping the windowsill and turning your head up.

He could see how your eyes seemed to shine once looking at him. Love at first sight? No, he thought, you didn't seem like the type.

"O- oh, uhm- yes! It's an amazing view!"

His first meeting with you was amusing to say the least. You were chatterbox, a complete and total sunshine of a person who also tended to stutter over your words or accidentally say a word wrong to only correct yourself a moment later.

Teacher!Sunday was immediately transfixed, though he did wonder...will you turn out as boring as the others?

[jenniferdarjeeling]

Honest Writer Thoughts

I need someone to create a successful live adaptation of one of my books so that I can be invited to and attend a red carpet event, where I can finally wear a glamorous and expensive gown.

[bitter69uk]

Sunday vibes via American street photographer Joel Meyerowitz. Pictured: “London, 1966.”

[for-a-longlongtime]

Imagine how hot Joel and Tommy’s dad must’ve been. Shoulders two miles apart, big hands, big cock. A fuckin legend.

Anon— this is an excellent point. 😏 Yet for some reason I’ve never even thought about that?

I think in other people’s fic I’ve sometimes seen folks make references to Joel’s mom (though nothing specific) but never his father, now I think about it. I actually feel like the most common lore I tend to see is that Joel and Tommy’s parents died when the boys were in their teens, which then led to Joel taking care of Tommy until the latter joined the army — that’s also kind of what I’ve got in my WIP drafts for a Joel fic that isn’t written yet.

Anyway. 😅 This was an excellent thought to contemplate on this Sunday, thank you for sharing it with me!

[beccawise7]

Intimacy...

Rarely has anything to do with sex...

Yet often leads to deeper and more soulful connection.

~beccawise7 💜🖤

[acourtofwhatthefuck]

I am ONCE AGAIN thinking about 1920s morally grey Speakeasy!Batboys who do some shady ass business and have no problem beating someone to a pulp if they’re crossed but absolutely fucking worship the ground their women walk on and will tear the world apart before any harm comes to them 😫😫😫

[skeptical-saniwa]

I put the sunday nendoroid in my mouth and just crunch

I hope he tastes like a vanilla sundae

[howtomakeyousee]

[eviebhere]

because it keeps coming across my dash and I am curious.

The meme: middle aged lady on my bus just called someone’s partner “your whimsical idiot boyfriend” over the phone . with sincere frustration might I add

[idyllwave]

Here i come e6 sunday. I don't care if he isn't a dps. I'll build him in such a way that he WILL be a dps and never leave my team. I do not care if he will not work with any of the characters i currently have. He's staying in my team until the end of time.

Sunday wanters will be Sunday havers!!! Good luck to everyone saving!!!!

[cap1412-assistant]

What if Bobby really dies (or goes away for whatever reason)?

What if, to compensate, Buck starts being reckless again?

What if Eddie and Chris aren't back yet because of reasons (money or something)?

What if the writers kill Connor en Kameron (finally resolving that plot) and Buck's sperm donnor baby becomes HIS son?

I just remember that baby and thought of this.

Manifesting again.

(It's the weekend and I have some free time to think stuff like this. Won't happen all the time).

Look a this. He's been ready to have a child of his own since the beginning.