#UNFORCH...........

[hexjulia]

so hard not to become the most annoying person on earth if you're a little excitable and just learned a little about a topic literally no one around you has any interest in

[fairycosmos]

[manguopudding]

go loud

[ministarfruit]

yuri month day 25: please lie to me ♡

(femslashfeb prompt list)

[johnnyspells]

Downfall: Part Two

[fibfoolingart]

I LOVE THE STONER LESBIANS!!!

also i’m experimenting w a new art style + legally obligated to draw some wlw in june 🩷🧡

[hotchology]

[clownmovieyaoi]

yet another dump of stuff

[ddeck]

@ivvmell's gardener Cody propaganda works really well

[significant-narratives]

hey don't cry. team canada heart pic okay?

[mayakern]

rodeo had to go under anesthesia to get some x-rays today and he did not know what to do with himself. my silly little man 😭

[borgialamb]

THE BORGIAS (2011-2013) by Neil Jordan ANGUISH (1878) by August Friedrich Schenk

"The Pope, when he heard that the Duke had been killed and flung into the river like dung, was thrown into a paroxysm of grief, and for the pain and bitterness of his heart shut himself in his room and wept most bitterly. The Cardinal Segorbe (Bartolomeu Martì, a cousin of Rodrigo) and some of his servants went to the door, persuading him to open it, which he did only after many hours. The Pope neither ate nor drank anything from the Wednesday evening until the following Saturday, nor from the morning of Thursday to the following Sunday did he know a moment’s peace."

— LUCREZIA BORGIA: LIFE, LOVE, AND DEATH IN RENAISSANCE ITALY (Sarah Bradford)

[koddlet]

HELLO a few months ago i got to be part of this fun calendar project to showcase some of chappell's outfits! naturally, i did football 🏈 never expected it to reach chappell herself, but i am sosososo honoured and stoked beyond words!!!

thank you @pinkponycult for your efforts in putting this project together! <3

[valtsv]

thinking about how tsv touches on the role that religious institutions of power play in colonial violence with the concept of battle saints. the amount of real-world locations named after saints denoting their historical subjugation under (western) christian imperialism. the grotesque irony of using brutalised and exploited bodies to erase the history of places built on brutalised and exploited bodies. there was never a town here.

[systarkitty]

Another Fake Mike Trio doodle....... Lalalalala

[karinasbaby]

I was listening to Sabrina Carpenter today and Juno came on and there is a part in the bridge that got me thinking about hybrid!jake

"mark your territory" duh! He's a hybrid.

and the whole song is just so hybrid!Jake coded to me like his lover has been teasing him for a while about making babies and where he really wants to knot his lover and she finally say yes to him.

omg u are so right anon. this is so hybrid jake !!! (let’s picture black panther jake for this one) he’s always wanted to fully mark u, but he kept holding himself back bcs he knows how intense mating with a panther can be for a human. the urges he always had to scent you, mark you & knot u have been very crazy since the beginning. but when you start teasing him over this? knowing that he’s struggling to keep himself in check? that’s when he breaks fully.

it starts off with you cuddling him more in the mornings, u getting all needy and touchy when he’s just trying to leave the bed. whenever he tries to unwrap his tail from your thigh or your waist you quickly place your palm over it, asking him to stay. just a bit longer, just a bit more. and he melts, like entirely. especially when you start to get more touchy with him by kissing him all around the neck, not knowing that your lips r brushing over his most sensitive spots— or well maybe u do know. and ur doing it on purpose.

then it escalates to you not letting him pull away when he’s kissing you, he has you on his lap, hands gripping your hips with his claws completely gone and he’s so gentle with you. cradling you so softly like you’re the most fragile creature he’s ever seen, tail stroking your legs while his ears twitch in excitement when he’s kissing you. but when you start to trail kisses down his own collarbones & extend ur neck to show him the empty canvas that he can mark with his fangs? he almost loses it. almost. “baby, you can’t do that to me..” and he sounds so defeated. so affected like he’s in pain from holding back for so long.

“why not? jus’ want u to mark me .. isn’t that what panthers do with their mates?” and u keep holding him closer to you, hips now grinding unnoticeably on his bulge but his body is betraying him, he’s growing harder in his boxers, grip on u tightening as he exhales shakily. his resolve thinning by the second. “we do.. but i don’t wanna hurt you.” and this time he closes his eyes while ur arms wrap around his neck to litter kisses all over his face. “you’ll never hurt me, baby.”

and when he looks at you, he sees the honesty. he sees the need and the trust. and he knows that if there will ever be a time where he should claim you— it should be now.

that’s how he has you in the centre of his soft mattress— more like nest. his pillows all discarded around u & his blanket half covering both of your connected bodies while jake is talking to u, praising u as u take his length. so big, so abnormally huge and warm. it felt so hot, his cock sat so heavy inside of you and he had to kiss all of your overstimulated tears away. cooing at you when you finally started to whimper in pleasure the more he stayed within your walls that started to adjust to him now.

“so good baby.. you’re opening up more to me now. taking me so well, you’re almost there.” and you knew he meant his knot, the growing swell that pulsed and ached with need at his base that brushed against your entrance with every thrust, he didn’t push it in yet. just softly nudged against your soaked folds just to have u sigh pleasantly when his knot practically nuzzled into your entrance, he was whimpering. animal instincts taking over him to breed, to scent, to claim u. his pretty & pliant mate that’s taking him so good under him.

he’s holding u so close, strong arms wrapped tight around you while your walls sucked him in. fluffy tail coiled around your thigh just to keep you in position n keep u open for him, all the while his nose kept snuggling to your neck, licking over your skin with his barbed tongue to have you carry his scent. “please jake .. please knot me.” the second those words fell so brinkley from your lips jake groaned. holding back a sob as he nodded, kissing you over and over again. lips swollen and sticky with your saliva mixed with his thicker, more potent one that dripped out of his mouth like honey. “of course baby.. i’ll knot you. stay inside you forever till your cunt craves my knot all the time.”

and when he finally sunk inside of you, the burning stretch of his warmth— the most sensitive part of him that got engulfed by your pussy, he sobbed into your mouth. body shaking in overstimulation when your back arched against his. the stretch so massive, so painful but so addictive. the burn instantly making you clamp down around him as you gushed, and jake could only steady himself on twitching arms while he began to fill you up. a steady flow, warm and thick that released right into your cervix. it was so so much. his whimpers and purrs vibrated against your body as he kept filling you up continuously. his cum felt endless. overpowering and overflowing around your tight cunt but his knot sealed everything.

and once he was done, or well not really. he was still releasing— not as intensely as before, but he cradled you in his arms. careful to not tug on his locked knot as he laid next to you, pulling you to his chest and whispering praises all for you. he kept purring, kept releasing slowly while his knot pulsed like it knew it was home.