#😵‍💫😵‍💫 this was so !!

[ftm-radio]

[SCENE: driving back from my appointment]

dad: ...am I going to have to teach you how to shave?

me: uh yeah! at some point, lol

dad: hm. well I can show you the way I prefer, with mug soap and a brush, because the aerosol cans are just no. I showed your brother my way and he likes it a lot better too...

dad: [rambles for a bit]

dad: ...it's really just another chore, you look in the mirror and go 'ugh I have to shave soon' so it's just one of those things you do every once in a while

me, externally: haha yeah, I can't wait :]

me, internally: he's talking about this like it's no big deal, it's not weird at all,,, he doesn't mind the idea of teaching me despite the fact that he never expected to be doing this with me,,,, he's my dad and he supports me even if he doesn't completely get it,,,

[shrimplovercat]

knight gfs…

[ysaona]

[todaysbird]

the gray-crested tit is a small, stocky member of the tit family found at the foothills of the himalayas along with south-central china. they feed on a variety of foods, but most commonly take insects and seeds. they are known to be noisy birds that will make alarm calls at the slightest hint of danger.

[trueka]

old thing i never posted but magical girl who turns into bo peep

[d3arapril]

abby loves when you tug on her braid… 18+!

she loves it when you give it a little pull when you're kissing, moans into your mouth and tightens her grip on your t-shirt and when you wrap the long strands around your fist and really tug she has to pull away and whine a little, eyes screwed shut and lips parted slightly.

she loves it even more if you pull her braid when she's going down on you, grab her hair by the roots and force her face away from your pussy so you can get a good look at her- eyes heavy, lips swollen and wet from you. if she's lucky you'll let her carry on without having to say please.

she loves it the most if you pull on it when you finally decide to fuck her. slot yourself between her legs, thighs tangled between her own and start slow, slow until she's trying to hide her face in the pillow but you reach forward and knit your fingers in the base of her braid, forcing her to look down at where you're both making a mess. "i want you to watch." and she's speechless, wide eyed and nodding eagerly with her hands neatly tied above her head where you left them.

yeah it’s safe to say she loves it a lot.

[kaogens]

jellyfishe miku. le fishe

[konigsblog]

HELLO?? this is SO price (linked in comments)

cw: size kink, smut, size difference. (MDNI, you will be blocked.)

PRICE can't help himself. he's utterly crazy for your small size; your petite frame and how he's able to lift you into his arms with ease. he loves to fuck you, to cage you in with his muscular, strong arms wrapped tightly around your body, protecting you as he pounds into you.

he rocks his broad, large hips into your ass, spreading apart your soft thighs and spearing you on his thick and meaty cock. he can feel the veins on his shaft rubbing against your walls as he humps your ass, desperate to fill you with his hot, warm cum. price covers your mouth to stifle your pleasured sounds, his large hand cupping your lower jaw while your eyes roll back with euphoria dripping from your pussy.

your tight cunt throbs and squeezes around the girth of his shaft, making you whimper. john's hand comes down to squeeze your breast, toying with your hard nipples whilst mumbling praise in your ear through gravelly, quiet grunts. john's hard dick stuffed inside your stomach, bulging from your belly as he pumps into you hornily.

“jus’ relax. you’re jus’ so small against me, sweetness.”

your smaller hands come around to his wrist, panting heavily as you pull his hand away from your mouth. you can feel his breathing on the back of your neck; laboured and heavy. his beard scratches your neck, feeling him bury his face in your nape and suck hickeys and place kisses onto your soft, supple skin.

“such a small thing...”

[mrsoharaa]

because i was inspired by a tiktok lol

You and Miguel get into a silly little argument before getting ready for bed. After finishing up your nightly facial routine, you crawl yourself into your shared bed. Pulling the comforting sheets over your body with slight assertiveness and aggression, wishing nothing but the pure serenity and peace slumber that was calling to you.

Exhaling one last huff, you felt the bed dip and creak on the opposite side of your own. Overwhelming heat basking off from his looming body, searing breaths prickling over the shell of your ear as wide, large hands gently caress the mount of your covered hips.

You were still angry with him, wanted nothing more but to forget the dumb argument and drift off into a sweet, sweet trance. To numb all of your senses and irrational plundering thoughts.

But一 Miguel was making it that much harder to simply forget.

His lingering touch always made you mold beneath his comforting, torrid graze. Soft, low whispers of feeble apologies in his Spanish tongue and cute pet names always tugging profusely at your conflicted heart.

No, you shouldn't give in. You were mad at him and he needs to know that.

Stand your ground.

Don't give in.

You try your absolute best to compose yourself into giving in to his subtle attempts of wooing you to his luring charm. You could still tell he was still on edge by the tensity in his muscles and heavy breaths, but the fact that he was derailing his pride and ego just to sincerely apologize and get closer to you made you question your own prideful distributions.

You tried.

But the moment his lips were seamed against your ear lobe, hands wrapping around your body to pull you back into his towering frame as he draws delicate shapes amongst the thick sheet shielding your cute belly一 all sense of pride and determination immediately deteriorated from your puttied mind.

"Lo siento mucho, mi amor... No quise decir nada de lo que dije antes...." he whispers huskily into your ear, feeling your body intensely tense under his grasp. He kisses the outskirt of your ringing ear, tenderly. ("I'm so sorry, my love… I didn't mean anything I said before...")

"let me hold you...I just want to hold you, hermosa" he clings onto you more desperately, strong arms tugging you much closer into his firm chest as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. Warm breaths permeating into your warm flesh.

Instantly, you turn over to face him, cup his face and push your lips onto his with such vigor and passion. The taste of his full, sweet lips melding with yours blinding your petty decisions and tampered with your heart and mind.

Your fingers softly caress the solidity of his jaw, pressing your body into his as you hum lowly against his addicting, silken lips. Feeling him immediately, promptly follow your lead, you carefully pull away to take a breath. Allowing him to do the same, but with a tinge of distraught and dejection craning to his hefty breath.

Lidded large, round eyes of mocha following your every motion, finally connecting with your own wandering eyes.

"How can I stay mad at you when you talk to me like that, Miguel?...god, I hate that you have that sort of power over me" you breathe heavily, ghosting your lips just centimeters away from his as you feel the pads of his fingers slip into the sheeted cover and onto the bare of your torrid skin. Your own digits subtly grazing over his warm cheeks.

He gently places his forehead against yours, delicately tugs at your hips and inches closer to your lips.

"I could say the same thing about you, cariño..." he whisks mindfully.

"Just let me embrace you...I want to wrap myself around you and hold you...let me love you like you deserve, mi corazón"

[theworstbatch]

alright but this scene is just 🥵

[mascxdaddy]

getting high together and eating each other out for hours

[hotcinnamonsunset]

'we need to get up to my room. right now.'

[noise-misato-boy-destroyer]

@sydsixxftm has showed me so many new things I end up liking, I'm not even surprised anymore☺️🥰

[eldrtchmn]

Crowley 🐍

[willowser]

katsuki blames the alcohol for making him stupid.

really stupid.

not that he's had a lot, but his tolerance is low for a guy of his size, and he can feel the edges of his inhibitions dulling with every drink of whatever denki has shoved in his hand. it doesn't taste like absolute shit, which is rare enough to have him indulging, just a bit, for the agency halloween party.

another sip has his head feeling a little swimmy, and before he knows it, his eyes are trailing across the room until they find you. again.

whatever the hell you're supposed to be tonight—a witch, or something else in a pointy hat—is really fucking with him, and has since you walked in. the costume isn't revealing in a sense that it's inappropriate for a work event, but it's...hugging you in all the right places. in every single one of them.

without tights, it would be on the too-short side, but—and no, katsuki can't fucking explain this—something about them is making everything worse. and your calf-high boots ain't helping, either.

it's just—your fucking—hips.

katsuki couldn't tell you what song is playing, but you're swaying back and forth to the tune and one of his canines digs into the plastic of his cup, so deeply that it makes a terrible creaking sound and dents beneath the pressure—and that's when a sharp elbow is delivered to the center of his chest.

mina is at his side when he looks, and her wide, freaky eyes scan his face before narrowing in her little shit-eating way.

"you're a pig."

katsuki chokes, and the little freak takes that as an admission of some kind.

"oh my god," she gasps, mouth falling in all her disgust and awe. "you can't even deny it!" and then she laughs, high and chirpy, and there's no way you can't hear her. "oh, you're down bad."

"cram it," he snaps, sinking his scowl into his cup. "i dunno what the hell you're talkin' about."

"you know i really thought better of you," mina sniffs effectively, turning her face up and away. "not the type to be blantly checking out somebody's ass."

katsuki bristles, and his aggrivation growns until the plastic in his hands starts to melt. "i wasn't—"

"i'm kidding!" mina snorts before flicking him in the nose, narrowly dodging the hand he swipes out at her. "quit being a baby and go shoot your shot already."

"piss. off."

but the hero is unaffected by him, simply scrunching up her face in response before turning on her heel to disappear further into the party.

she's wrong, katsuki thinks, because he's not a pig like sero or fucking dunce face or even kirishima, from time to time, who gets red in the face over a low cut shirt and a pair of tits.

fucking ridiculous, katsuki thinks, because he's way better than that.

it's just—the alcohol. that's making his lids heavy and his thoughts dark and his face hot. has him peeking at you over the lip of his cup, has him picturing you in his head when he's forced to look away.

and, well, maybe, the short cut of your dress has a little something to do with it, too—but he's keeping that shit to himself.

taking it to the grave, even.

[userkdj]

sometimes, you can't tell if luffy genuinely likes you or he just doesn't know what being in a relationship entails. and normally, it's fine, you like the comfort that comes with being around the cheerful boy; but on days when the noise around you dims in comparison to the whispers in your head, you can't help but feel a knot in your stomach as you look around at how everyone gravitates towards him.

and of course they do — luffy's a natural at drawing people to him. one can't help but watch him, precisely how you ended up (willingly) trapped by him. and as the party atmosphere builds aboard the thousand sunny after yet another successful battle, you decide to slink off quietly, leaving behind the hustle and bustle to head to the crow's nest to keep an eye out for any sudden dangers.

the night air is chilly, but not unpleasantly so, so you settle yourself comfortably in, pulling up the blanket that's left for the lookout to your chest. the whispers go on in your head and it takes a few minutes of constant self-berating for it to simmer down. as the thoughts finally come to a lull, a drowsiness washes over you like the gentle waves that rock the ship and you take one last look at the horizon before your eyes flutter shut.

you normally sleep without a single disturbance, but perhaps due to the alcohol drying out your body, you stir awake a while later, bleary eyes trying to blink and gauge where you are. you try to rise only to feel a heavy weight on your torso, and you rub your eyes and look down to see luffy all cosied up to you, snoring and mumbling in his sleep.

you can't help but smile at this, taking a hand and pulling the blanket that you probably kicked off in your sleep over the both of you, wrapping it around his shoulder with a gentle squeeze. the sunny is silent, presumably everyone having dropped off to sleep after partying late into the night, and you try to rise slowly to go grab a glass of water until—

"don't go... i want to share meat with you..." comes luffy's sleepy voice as he wraps his strong arms around you. you blink a few times, wondering if he is awake after all, but the snores come back in full force as soon as the sentence is out of his mouth and you sigh. he continues to mumble under his breath, and you just barely catch your name among the incomprehensible mumbles along with 'meat' and 'share'.

hearing him say your name repeatedly, whether conscious or not, doesn't stop you from choking up and feeling utterly foolish for your earlier thoughts. luffy is luffy, and if he asked you out regardless of whether he truly knew what it entailed, he meant it from the bottom of his heart. that's just how he was— honest to a fault, almost scarily so.

so you settle back down, wrapping your own arms around him and drift off to a peaceful sleep, resting up for another day of chaos with the future king of the pirates.