#all these muscles...

[elllisaaa]

Hiiii I don’t know if your doing request right now. But can I please request where after the reader sees Changbin in like a shirt /outfit from AAA from doing the bare minimum and the reader just goes 🐕👹. Basically the reader body worship Changbin especially chest area🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️

hiii my requests are open, it's written on my navigation post ! and i'm always happy to talk about changbin, especially about his outfit from AAA because oh my lord did that wrecked me ! already wrote a little thing right here about that, but guess i'll need to expand on it  🤭 

CHANGBIN would be very tired that night when he came home to you, but you, on the other hand, couldn't stop thinking about the way his compression shirt from tonight performance was hugging his chest, and how much you wanted to fuck him. meanwhile, all changbin could think about was how much he wanted to just go to sleep. 

you would act all innocent, asking him if he wants you to give him a massage. and of course, he accepts because who would pass on an occasion to have his sweet girl taking care of him ? you join him on the bed, already drooling at the view of his naked and muscular chest. 

changbin would release little sighs of pleasure as you ease all the tensions in his shoulders and ask him about how the performance was. after some time, changbin heard you shift from behind him to come in front. he was about to open his eyes again, but you quickly leaned in and whispered in his ear "shh, relax baby, i'm gonna make you feel good, okay ? you did such a great job, you deserve a reward..."

you straddled his lap, taking his hands in yours and guiding them to your waist. firstly, you let your fingers trace the outline of his biceps, his pecs, his abs, everything. and then, you did the same with your lips, exploring every little part of his body available. and then, you started to suck on his skin, leaving your marks everywhere. 

changbin's breath became heavy, the fact that he was not seeing anything was only amplifying his sensation and what you were doing to him. he felt so loved and desired at the same time, loving to have you adoring his body for once. 

"you're so pretty like this binnie... makes me want to fuck you even more."

suddenly, all the exhaustion he felt left his body and the only thing running through his mind was how much he wanted to have you and give you anything you wanted for being the sweetest girlfriend.

[sadclowncentral]

(grabs you by the shoulders) you have to make room for new experiences in your life. you have to go through the unpleasant work of leaving your comfort zone, even if just for a few minutes at a time. because if you don't, your brain will trick you into stagnation. you will start to believe that the world can barely fit you in it. but that's not true. it's the opposite way around. you can fit the whole word inside of you. your task is only this: to welcome it with open arms

[cardo-de-comer]

Sun is always the calm one. While the Moon has more fps, always moves and wants to gnaw on walls, pace around and destroy timelines, the Sun is the one who prevents the chaos, usually by doing nothing. Or at least that's how I see them.

[cpericardium]

I don't think "having sex" is important. What's important is arachnid locomotion is controlled by a system of hydraulic compression

[hinamie]

surprise it's yuri!!!in 2024

[hyngx]

andreil and meow meows

unfiltered under the cut + wip

they own stupid samsung flip phones so they can't canonically take pictures of each other 🙄

also i was originally going to render but decided against it, though i liked the muscles... so, i'm leaving it here as well!

[gaybuckybarnesss]

AARON TAYLOR JOHNSON Kraven the Hunter (2024)

[soulsforsales]

"I love you. I'm sorry."

Jason didn't mean to say it. Not like this. Not now. Not when he's buried deep inside you, holding you like this might be the last time he gets to.

But it happened when he wasn't thinking - just feeling.

You don't even notice it at first. You are lost in the rhythm, the warmth, the way he looks at you like you're the only good thing he's seen all his life.

You don't notice how his hands tremble, how his breath catches every time you sigh his name, when you moan it into his mouth.

He's not rough. Not tonight. He's soft, taking his time, like he's trying to memorize the feel of having you against him.

Jason is all calloused hands and desperate lips, tracing every curve and dip of your body he can reach, worshipping you in ways you didn't think were possible.

When he finally lets go, he trembles, both from exertion and emotion. He's buried in you, breaths coming in stutters because the feeling in his chest has nothing to do with the pleasure he felt. Because it's too much and not enough all at once.

Your eyes are closed, lips parted, and to Jason, you're poetry incarnate. You're someone who sees him, without the mask, without the guns, and you stay.

You see the broken boy who carries too many ghosts, and you still stay.

The feeling in his chest is unconscionable, and then, it slips. Soft, quiet, like someone ripped it out of him.

"God, I love you."

Jason freezes the second it's said, eyes wide, and you feel the panic in the way his body tenses. Like, he could reverse time with sheer will. Like, he wants to pull it back into his throat, but it's too late.

His truth is out there now, raw and naked.

You blink at him, dazed, a little breathless beneath him and his stomach tightens.

"Forget it," he says, voice sharp, not cold. But you can sense the fear underneath.

You know. You always do.

He tries to pull away. Tries to pretend like he didn’t just shatter himself open.

But you grab his face with both hands and force him to look at you.

"Jason," your voice is soft, but it makes him flinch.

Like, he's bracing for another person to tell him there's no love.

Like, he's waiting for you to laugh at him.

Like, he's waiting for you to see him the same way he sees himself.

But you smile. Warm, real, knowing, and it kills him.

"Say it again," you whisper, pressing his forehead to yours.

Jason shakes his head because saying it again makes it real; it means giving meaning to the storm of feelings inside him.

"I can't -"

"Yes, you can."

Your fingers slip into his hair, thumbs brushing the edge of the mask he wears even when it's not on his face.

Your expression softens when you look into his eyes. Scared, shining with tears, and carrying many more emotions than he thought he was capable of.

"Say it again, Jay."

He closes his eyes, and his walls crumble.

"I love you," His voice breaks at the words, and he's barely holding on but the last thing he wants to do is sob into your neck like the pathetic, scared boy he is.

But he also knows that you'll let him, that you'll hold him, and tell him it's okay.

And that terrifies him. Because you treat him like he's worth all the demons he brings along.

You're everything Jason convinced himself he would never deserve.

Jason inhales, blinks away the tears in his eyes, and then; lets go.

"I love you, I love you, I love you."

He buries his face in the curve of your neck and you hold him there.

He repeats the three words like they've been circling inside his chest since he met you (Spoiler: they are).

He says them like it physically hurts not to.

And then, after a few quiet moments, his face still hidden against your skin.

"I didn't mean to say it like that," his voice is soft, slightly shaky, like he's trying not to cry, "not like this. Not until I knew... you felt it too."

You laugh at that, "Of course I do, you idiot."

Jason pulls back at that, a ghost of a smile on his face, and presses his forehead to yours again.

"I love you, Jason."

His smile widens and he closes his eyes like he wants the words to seep into his bones, like he wants to carry them in his heart.

Because he never thought he'd hear them. Not like this, not from someone who truly means it.

"I'd die for you. Again."

He says the words, and suddenly your heart feels too big for your chest.

"I know, but I want you to live for me."

Jason nods and exhales like he's never breathed before. Like nothing made sense until this moment.

Like he could live here forever, and it still won't be enough.

After, he holds you all night. He falls asleep with his arm thrown around your waist and his nose pressed against your collarbone.

He falls asleep with a smile on his face.

[hornedgod]

tumblr keeps putting posts on my dash about how it’s not “realistic” for Gideon to be fat/buff/fat+buff bc all the Ninth House eats is snow leeks and oatmeal

I’m so sorry, I can’t seem to hear you. I was too busy adding 20 pounds to her, as I do every time I hear this rancid opinion

[critterbitter]

What a weird eel dog! Wanted to draw emmet's starter. Inspired by the kind folks in my inbox, which I’ll be responding to down here

(more submas content? Check my masterpost!)

@holly-rose12 Ngl I'm gonna slow down on posting so I don't burn myself out, but yeah this hyperfixation's got a good grip on my soul. I STILL have so many ideas for the other members of the submas team, and I STILL really want to draw more Elesa too. Ah, the tunnels keep getting deeper...

@fortunatelykawaiitiger hehe me? committing crimes? noo. i would never.

@faestorian (drags you into the tunnels with me) I refuse to be the only one having brain rot

@nomorekneecapprivileges AAH THANK YOU! also JDSKLJFDSLK YOUR NAME- ((will draw sneasler at some point! The comics weren't meant to be linear but as you can tell, i'm awkwardly moving from tiny eel dog and angry candle shenanigans to teenage eel dog and sassy lamp shenanigans.))

@opossumonashelf YES HELLO I SEE YOU POP UP IN MY FEED ALL THE TIME THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE- but also yes!! eelektross my beloved.

@primordial-being EELEKTROSS IS SO SHAPE. No thoughts behind those eyes (just like me fr)

[nubesrosasart]

Finally got to finish this one! Im super hoping to get Sam and Theo to sign this at GameOn Expo 🥹❤️

[gomzdrawfr]

light study with cowboy Price

alt version + ref used:

[hinamie]

don't feel too well//you're always on my mind

[lucyllawless]

Rio holding onto Agatha's wrist

[neztune]

Okay stupid doodle is complete since I could only think of Hiccstrid with this trend

[dadbastiandisaster]

I started this, finished the lineart, decided I hated it, finished it anyway, bon appétite.

This is a manga panel redraw of this ^ Sebastian, because @every-sebastian-michaelis posted some of the Grell v Sebastian fight scene panels and I got inspired