#<- ohhhhhhh

[toorumlk]

the Granger-Weasleys!!!!!

[wazzasauce]

YURIKA

[luvlyycy]

Bucky with a breeding kink is a dangerous man,,,, he aims not to give you one kid, but triplets to get that big family he’s always wanted ❤️ surely you’ll be willing to if he’s pounding away at your needy cunt

thats the thing about this man. he uses his big body and sex against you, babes... he's pushing his cock as deep as it can go, arms wrapped around your entire body as he fucks into you. your legs are hooked between his big biceps as he fucks into you from behind— properly folding you.

he's spitting out the nastiest shit in your ear, before it just— snaps.

"i'm gonna fuck a baby— no, no— babies— into this fucking cunt."

your mouth falls open in a large sob after he says it, nearly cumming on the spot— cream frothing around the base of his swollen cock.

"wanna make me a daddy, sweetheart?" he asks, pressing a kiss to your ear as you huff and moan with no way to respond but mindless babbling.

"gonna take that as a yes."

[juneleaf]

hey girls

(x, x, x, x, x)

[karfild]

More up coming tua covers!!!!

[all-seeing-ifer]

But like it IS crazy that one of the first times cordy ever opens up to anyone it's when she confides in buffy how she feels like none of her friends really Know her, that no one sees her or really hears what she has to say. And then in the end cordy dies bc she's taken over by an evil being (that is. Not even that good at impersonating her lbr) and none of her friends realise. None of them can see. Like ohhhhhhh my god is that not just the saddest fucking thing you've ever heard. Does that not make you want to walk into traffic a little bit

[k1tty5]

HADM 31 - Etho !

[franzkafkagf]

a lament for suns and wolves

[beetlejuicesgraveyardrevue]

ON MY FUCKING KNEES FOR REAL OH MY GOD

[p1tric7k]

lovely Linda <33

[msbyslilbimbo]

university!au where isagi is in love with you, has been the second he met you, but who also can't stand your situationship with kaiser.

everyone knows about your dynamic with kaiser, its an open secret thats been going on since freshman year, you slip him the answers to the tests so he can stay on the soccer team, he eats you out in your apartment after.

no one talks about it, lest they be subjected to kaiser's wrath. but everyone knows about it.

isagi hates it, it's not fair to you to be degraded in such a way, but you merely shake your head and tell him you're not entirely sure what he's talking about. and it's not like you mind the deal with kaiser, it's beneficial to you both; he gets good grades, you get great sex.

but it's fun to hang out with isagi, you're sure to try and keep the world's separate because you like isagi, he's so sweet and genuine, and he walks you from class to class and buys you sweet treats when you study at the cafe.

he’s only worried for your safety when he brings up kaiser in conversation as he walks you home, trying to dissuade you from ever seeing him again.

“he’s not a good person, you know,” he says sincerely.

you shrug, “most people aren’t good. i just choose to occupy my time with this one.”

“so you know he’s an asshole?”

“he makes me feel good,” you confess.

“you know he’s gotta be doing this with other girls too, right? what about the classes you’re not in with him?”

“you don’t need to worry about it, yoichi.”

the rest of the walk is silent, tense and awkward, it always is when isagi brings up kaiser, until he walks you up the stairs to your small apartment, careful to linger close by just in case.

you stop in front of the all familiar door isagi has seen countless times, but never the other side of. “this is me,” you say softly, adjusting the strap of your bag on your tensing shoulder. “thanks for walking me home, yoichi. it was really sweet of you.”

isagi smiles, “you don’t need to thank me every time i walk you home. it’s just the right thing to do, and im happy i get to do it for you.”

“even so, it’s really sweet-“

the door flies open. isagi jumps a foot in the air, but you barely move a muscle, save for your shoulder that’s now relaxing, but your face is anything but relaxed; it’s pinched in annoyance, unlike the way you were just looking at him, with kindness and patience. isagi assumes is because of the man who opened the door, who’s eyes are shooting daggers at him.

“you’re late,” kaiser hisses.

you roll your eyes, “im only here because im sick of you blowing up my phone.”

“but i got you to come home, didn’t i?”

isagi could punch him straight in the mouth if you’d let him. if looks could kill, kaiser would be a dead man. but to his dismay, you close your eyes to ground yourself before slowly opening them, they’re kind as they look at isagi and appreciative.

"bye, isagi," you smile sweetly, stepping into your apartment, and just as isagi opens his mouth, kaiser slams the door in his face, leaving your friend outside.

you sigh and shrug off your coat, briskly walking past the uninvited soccer player in your apartment. "hanging out with fucking losers now?"

“how did you get in here?” you grumble.

“roomie let me in, she knows the drill.”

“my roommate’s been home for the past week.”

“whatever,” he smirks. he’s quick to intercept you, resting his big hands on your waist and sinking his teeth into his lip. “just wanted to thank you for the 93 on last week's test. professor said it was one of the highest in the class."

"you're welcome," you sigh. he leans down to steal a kiss from you, and when you just barely return it, he pulls back with a quirked brow. he doesn’t say anything, but you can tell he’s confused at your slight coldness, “michael?”

“yeah?” his voice is annoyed.

“do… you do this with other girls?”

“what the fuck?” he growls.

“answer my question, please.”

“did that little rat fuck put something in your head?” he scoffs. “because he’s full of shit.”

“hey,” you pout. “don’t talk about isagi like that, he’s a good kid.”

“tell him to mind his business and i won’t have to.” there’s a twisted part of you that wants to believe kaiser. you are the only girl he does this with, your bodies belong to only each other, you��re being used for good and not for sport. he appreciates you, he enjoys having you in his life, you’re not just his pawn.

but you can’t bring yourself to believe it.

kaiser scoffs before moving his hands up to cup your cheeks, thumb stroking over the swells adoringly, sickly sweet compared to the venom in his gaze just a few moments ago, “don’t listen to him. he’s just jealous; i get the prettiest girl on campus to help me study, he doesn’t get anything.”

“study?” you correct. “you mean cheat?”

“when you say cheat, it makes us sound like villains,” he says, voice like honey and wrapping you tightly around him. you feel yourself melting into his touch, despite every red flag pinging in your brain warning you to not. “we’re not villains, we’re just having fun, yeah? just a couple of seniors,” he leans down to kiss your lips, “having some fun,” another kiss, “helping each other out,” one final kiss before he gently trails them down your lips and across your jawline and down your neck. you whimper at the feeling of his lips slowly maneuvering down, tongue laving over the sensitive skin of your neck.

“no marks,” you remind him.

he chuckles, and it vibrates across your skin, “we belong together, baby… no one else knows about how you giggle when i kiss you here-“ he moves his lips to the ticklish spot behind your ear, making you gasp softly, “no one knows about how sensitive your inner thighs are… no one knows about that pretty spot deep inside of you only my cock can find…”

you whimper as your thighs tighten in arousal, reminders of how good he is to you when you do help him cheat, how thoroughly he ravishes you, worships the ground you walk on.

how desperate he is to keep you around, how far he’s penetrated himself into your soul and wrapped you around his finger, you’re not going anywhere, you’re bound to kaiser forever, destined to give him everything his heart desires, even if it means selling your soul.

“micha…”

“ohhh, there she is,” he chuckles softly, kissing behind your ear once more to make you squeak, “my good girl. gotta keep you away from that isagi if he’s gonna make you question how much i adore you, baby…” he guides your arms to wrap around his neck, which you do, tightly. your face buries into his neck, and you press your pelvis against his.

“micha…”

“what?” he whispers. “need me to take care of you now? got you all needy for me? like hearing me talk about how much i need you?”

“please.”

you feel the shift in the air go from sticky and gooey and loving, to heavy and sinister, like it always does with kaiser. the manipulation runs deep, so deep you can barely see the surface any more.

but that’s okay.

you’ll let him jam his tongue down your throat, lacing with yours to elicit the prettiest noises from you. you let him make you whine as he pulls back, the string of saliva splattering against your chin as it breaks. you’ll let him guide you to your bedroom to lay you down on your bed and worship you like a goddess, pulling your jeans down and working himself between your thighs.

you let him pretend to love you, pretend like this is normal, you’re both supposed to be doing this, this is good for you.

kaiser is all you need.

“michael!”

“im here,” he rasps against your folds.

“never going anywhere, my angel girl.”

[alienfailboy]

i start giggling like a maniac whenever i see a greying, disheveled, insane character standing next to someone who is polite to everyone and should be considered a weapon

like aww ur so new best friends

[dellamortte]

ROOK: Well... you'll raise Assan to create a world where the light outshines the darkness. DAVRIN: Yeah? Well, let me tell you. That... will require a lot more gingerwort truffles.

[stuckydrewx]

Even when he had nothing, he had Bucky.

Like. Are ypu hearing me- even when had nothing he had Bucky.

EVEN WHEN HE HAD NOTHING HE HAD BUCKY

EVEN WHEN HE HAD NOTHING

HE

HAD

BUCKY

EVEN WHEN HE HAD NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!!

HE HAD BUCKY!!!!!!!!!!!

They make me insane

[rookanisstuff]

I COMPLETELY forgot elgar’nan and ghilan’nain had a scrying table in their lair meaning Rook and Lucanis not only had Spite watching them, but Solas stuck in Rook’s head AND TWO MORE ancient elven gods with quite literally nothing else to DO but watch them fail to flirt.

[c-rowlesdraws]

I skip the Arcane intro every time with the lightning twitch reflexes of a speedrunner skipping a cutscene and yet— and YET. That song is still stuck in my head a day later. Against my will I am Imagining Dragons