#(This was a wild ride and I loved it)

[mobius-m-mobius]

I can rewrite the story.

Loki 1x01 // 2x05

[alluralater]

i cannot get this out of my mind so i’m going to just get it out here. i’m thinking about a time i was hanging out with a casual hookup and it was our first time seeing each other actually. we’d matched on tinder and sent maybe 30 messages back and forth in the span of a half hour before i was out the door and walking through the city at 4 in the morning. insomnia had gotten the better of me, as had my need for the warmth of someone underneath me, in me. it was a quiet night. a rapid pace saturday evening in late winter had died down to this— silence, and my footsteps echoing up the lengths of sidewalk. it was the only thing reminding me that the world was at some point full of people at all. the memory of them, at least.

they were kind when i arrived. chivalrous, sweet. we made our way up to their apartment where they introduced me to their coworker who drunkenly waved hello to me from a horizontal position on the couch. i made light conversation. the kind that i am good at. easy, simple, normal. then onto the tour. classic architecture, slanting glass windows across the entire south wall. i felt a stab of envy. god i’d love to take over this lease someday. after a few minutes shown around the large apartment i was guided with a hand to the small of my back to their bedroom. fucking huge, of course. doing away with my shoes and my jacket, we sat on their bed talking. i’m not sure what we spoke about anymore, i suppose my memory isn’t very kind to me these days. i do remember that we were eventually laying down, listening to something they’d suggested. on my back, i was staring up at the ceiling. their bed was comfortable. the kind that one sinks into. like a cloud. my bed is not like this. i shift around and talk throughout listening. animatedly gesturing with both hands, the sleeves of my shirt falling above my elbows.

they are on their side, watching me talk, curious what i think of it all. i see them in my peripherals, catching every change in my expression as i listen intently. “you’re really pretty.” it was such a simple set of words yet my cheeks warmed and i could not hold back the smile which overtook my lips, nor could i avoid the urge to roll my eyes. “thank you,” i said with a laugh. their response is lost to me now, eroding images in my mind, broken chatters of sound that i can only hear on occasion when i am lying awake at night perched between wakefulness and sleep.

we are pressed together, their arm around me after they asked how i felt about cuddling. “i don’t do it often.” again, a sweet thought nonetheless. very sweet. how could i have rejected such a saccharine offer? i am huddled in the warmth of their body. how long had it been since i’d done this with anyone before having sex, as something other than given aftercare? months? years, maybe? they are smelling my hair and pulling me closer. this feels much too good. first this bed of sandman himself and now i was being held in each of the soft places my body had seemingly been yearning for in between bouts of exhaustion. vulnerable connection. another stolen comfort. it was of course, my first reaction upon realizing, to try and guide the conversation to anything other than how well we get on with one another. i spoke passionately now, leaning slightly away from their embrace enough to look about the room as i talked. without warning and at the height of my commentary, they suddenly leaned in and kissed me. my eyes widened in shock. one moment i’d been talking and the next, i was being kissed. silenced in an instant. whatever warmth i had felt in their arms, i felt here too, in the heated kiss which had my eyes fluttering closed and softening my lips to theirs.

when they pulled away i felt dazed, blinking repeatedly until finally certain of my whereabouts. i had always enjoyed kisses which were taken from me rather than asked of me. in times least excepted those kisses are even better, endlessly favored. the rest is a blur. their arm encircling my waist and pulling me to my back underneath them. our clothes coming off one piece at a time and littering the bed along with the surrounding floor. they gently removed each of the rings from my fingers, that i remember. another stolen comfort. such as it was to indulge the smile on my face as they did so.

another blur of kissing like we were mad with need, giggling at times before then ravenous. a moan falling from their mouth as my tongue claimed their neck. soft and slick and warm. and then of course, in almost no time at all, the head of their strap was positioned at my entrance. “i don’t know if i can take that,” i admitted breathlessly. not only was i having the life kissed from my body only seconds ago, i was about to be filled by an undoubtedly large cock. my body was nearly drunk on sensation. “you can take it, baby.” the confidence in their voice melted my reservations. i would take it, or find a way. they knew how wet i was already, having dragged the head of their strap over my clit just seconds ago to spread my slickness while i watched.

“i can take—” again, they acted before i was quite ready. in one swift motion they entered and filled me. a sharp gasp was drawn into my swollen lips. “how does that feel?” their inquisition to my comfort was less of a genuine question and more an observation of my arched back and brows drawn together, my nails digging into their shoulder. “so full,” i replied. they didn’t dare move yet, which was smart. as wet as i was, i was still being stretched to a point of minor discomfort. but god, it felt good. so fucking good. they leaned down, bringing their lips again to mine, careful not to move too suddenly. a single sweep of their tongue across my bottom lip and i was moaning into their mouth— whining actually —as i adjusted to them. my history of eagerness failed me none tonight. i rocked my hips gently backward then forward, sliding my tongue into their mouth at the same time and willing my body to relax enough that i could take it the way i wanted. i was desperate for more. more more more. i needed it, and they obliged. they kissed me hard once, trailing their lips down my jaw and settling against my pulse point. their free hand caught the bend of my knee and they brought my leg up high to their side. fucking christ they’re even deeper now. my eyes rolled back as i felt them slide in another impossible fraction of length. there couldn’t possibly be any oxygen left in my lungs at this point.

“that pussy feels perfect around me,” they murmured into my throat. it was all i could do to whine my agreement and nod. could i think? should i be thinking? in. sobbing moan. out. “you need to be quiet, babygirl.” i couldn’t think but i was nodding once again. desperate to oblige. it was then, challenging their own request to my will, that their back straightened. perpendicular to my body, cock sunk inside me, hands taking my legs to lay in the dips of their waist, they began fucking me. hard. my hand shot out above my head, holding onto the headboard from below. i couldn’t help it. no, i truly could not help it that my moans flew from my throat like uncontrolled motion, kinetic. forced through me with stroke after unyielding stroke. “god you’re so pretty, baby” the lowness in their appreciative tone shook loose my last efforts to stifle my sounds. my eyes barely open, unfocused. lips dragging in a single breath and them guiding out a harsh sobbing sound “oh my god oh my god fuck that’s so—” their hand dropping one of my legs then appearing around my mouth while they kept up with those consistently deep thrusts. “you’re going to wake up my guest. i need you quiet.” fucking into me deeper like every stroke was a punishment i earned and deserved. they only slowed for a moment to ask me if that was alright, their hand on my mouth. god how fucked up i am to have been nodding and groaning into their palm like a drunken slut before they’d even gotten all the words out. high pitched yearning. “oh so you’re that kind of girl, huh?” fucking me deeper while my eyes rolled back and their fingers gripped my jaw hard. “i like that.”

harder now. harder. faster. god i was getting close. so close. muffled whines. wet pussy. schlk schlk schlk. fucking god, fucking christ i’m gonna— everything stops. “not yet. i want you on top riding. come here.” removing their hand from my mouth and jaw, i knew my lips were deep red, swollen. my jaw might end up bruised. the possibility was slim but a light thrill tingled in those spots at the idea. my head was swimming. no real thoughts at all. they pulled out of me, replacing that fullness with a monstrous void. fucking christ it almost hurt. panting breaths. taking my hands and pulling me up to my knees, kissing me deeply. fuck it was almost romantic the way they held me. stolen comforts were in abundance tonight. that slippery warm strap pressed to my stomach between us made me wonder how on earth i was able to take the whole thing just moments ago. before i could ponder the question for long, they were pulling away from my lips all too soon and moving to their back. “come here.” how was i more breathless now than before. god i felt so— delicate. what a horrid strange way to feel. vulnerable. i hated it. but there i was, straddling their hips and pressing my palm to their sternum, using my other hand to guide their cock into me on a deeply held breath in spite of it all. “you’re gorgeous.” pulling their legs up to bend at the knee. oh fuck. i realized with their head pushing past my entrance that they had no real intention of letting me ride them. no wait i wasn’t ready to take them at this angle so deep. i wasn’t read— “show me how pretty girls take it.” fuck. hands on my hips and burying their cock inside me again without warning. well maybe that was the warning. brief and unfair, but a warning nonetheless.

i didn’t have time to find positioning for my hands. suddenly leaning up to compensate for the depth of them in me, hands at my sides, then holding my tits, rolling my nipples. god they just wouldn’t stop. fucking me harder and deeper and occasionally running their hands from my hips up to my waist, letting me bounce up and down on their length while they groped at me in every soft spot. i’d been whimpering along with every upward arc of their hips but now i was hardly able to do anything but babble on with my stupid fucking “yes yes yes oh fuck” as if my expansive vocabulary only held a collection of three words. maybe six. “don’t stop. please don’t stop oh fuck yes” like a stupid fucking slut. and here was this fucking person underneath me, hands on my hips forcing me down on their cock in one swift motion. holding me there. i was getting pissed off now. i could feel my features blooming with flushed hues of pink frustration and then embarrassment. eager and fucking stupid. needy. “tell me what you want and i’ll give it to you.” they were having fun with me. toying with me. i clenched my jaw and my fists. “come on, baby.” a few lazy thrusts in me to coax. fuck. i had to shut my eyes for a moment and summon a deep breath. suffice it to say, i didn’t feel particularly strong of will at this time or in this position. “i want you to keep fucking me.” “how”

okay this was too much. tight jaw and pussy clenching. that patience broke. leaning forward and taking them by the throat. one hand by their head, my lips hovering over theirs. feeling them sink farther into me but paying the sensation no mind. “pump your cock into me just like this or you can watch me put my clothes on and leave.” oh that did the trick. a shocked look of excitement passing over their face quickly followed by a “whatever you say, baby.” hands grasping my hips tighter and spreading their legs a bit wider. wait maybe i shouldn’t have— “oh FUCK.” rutting into me recklessly, wildly from below. oh no no no no no it felt so good so good too good. my grip on their throat loosened, hand falling to the bed, now holding myself up on my braced arms. “where’s that attitude, huh?” warm breath on my lips. they were moving too quickly for a thorough kiss but this would have to do. messy. messy moaning against their lips and into their mouth. stupid fucking high pitch in my voice again because i just couldn’t help it. they shouldn’t know how easily they get me all the way there. stupidly hot. i wanted it. i wanted more. fluidly rocking my hips, matching pace. forcefully taking their jaw in my hand, turning their head to the side and licking a trail from the underside of their jaw to their ear. something was coiling in my veins, ready to burst forth in the most unruly of displays. my tits pressed to their chest when they wrapped an arm around my back and held me tight to their body. moaning and laughing directly in their ear, tongue out. feeling their fingers dig into my waist on either side. god i was so far gone. they’re hitting my g spot. hitting my g spot. hitting it right there right there right there so fucking full so fucking wet i’m gonna cum i’m gonna cum i’m gonna— “i’m gonna fucking cummohmygodimgunnacum” stupid and slurred incoherent whining. holding me tight tight tighter. harsh demand vibrating in their chest. practically growling. “then fucking do it. cum.” and like the stupid slut i am, crying and sobbing out my moans of confirmation—

i came.

[speakofcompersion]

Onew ☀️ Sunshine MV [directed by Twice Jeongyeon~♡]

[laur-rants]

Destiny 2's he Final Shape is upon us and sorry not sorry in advance if this blog suddenly becomes really Destiny heavy, the campaign is fantastic and it's consuming my life right now. I love my guardians I love their ghosts

[sollucets]

the ye baiyi effect

[mandiemegatron]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝑶𝒇 𝑩𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔

𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒙 𝒄𝒊𝒔!𝒇𝒆𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

『 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 : 18+, 𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰. 𝑺𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒄, 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 😤💪 』

@sparoart asked ;

Hi Sparo!!! Thank you SO much for all the support you've given me and for this fabulous request! I've been wanting to write something for Crocodile for a hot second so it's perfect that you've asked for something from him 🤭🤭💖💖

I hope you enjoy and thank you again!!! 💖💖💖💖

No beta, we die like men 💪

Songs to listen to ;

♡ Beast Within ; In This Moment

♡ I Miss The Misery ; Halestorm

♡ Black Wedding ; In This Moment & Rob Halford

♡ Kryptonite (reloaded) ; Jeris Johnson

A silent sneer settled on Crocodile's face as he watched you move from table to table, your barely clothed form distracting the casino patrons just enough to lose their winning streak.

Even though it was his idea, he found his hand clenching tightly around his highball of whisky a little too tight, the glass shattering in his grasp as one man pushed his luck by sliding a heavy hand across the back of your sheer dress.

He began to rise from his desk that he'd situated in front of the large, one way glass window that overlooked that entire casino, only to stop as he watched you grip the man's wrist and twist it behind his back, hissing something into his ear that caused him to choke on his words and turn beet red.

The dealer at the table watched between the window and you a few times, nervous sweating slowly sliding down his temple. When the patron finally relented, the dealer sighed in relief, moving onto the next player as the man rose and stalked off, grumbling to himself.

You fixed your black sheer dress, the thin, yellow gold chains that adorned overtop slightly askew. The dealer gave you a small nod when you gave him a look of “I look okay?”, giving him a small smile in return before you moved onto the next table.

“Miss Y/N,” came from behind you, causing you to jump slightly, startled by the sudden voice.

“Yes?”

Two men dressed in all black motioned for you to follow them, your heart sinking in your chest as your eyes flickered up to the mirrored window of Crocodile's office, knowing you were about to get an ear full after that little stunt.

You sighed and nodded, following behind them closely, ignoring the curious looks the patrons gave as you were escorted upstairs. Both men lugged the heavy, wooden doors open and nearly pushed you inside, to which you gave them both a dirty look before straightening yourself out once more.

“You're walking a thin line, darling.”

You rolled your eyes and walked over to Crocodile’s turned chair, leaning over the side of it to wrap your arms around his massive shoulders and pressing a chaste kiss to his temple.

“You act like I'm jumping at the chance to let any of these disgusting men touch me,” you started, choking back a gasp as the tip of his gold hook swung up, pressing into the side of your neck and pricking your skin to the point that a thin line of blood slipped from you.

“You seem to forget that you are mine,” he hissed out, a thick stream of cigar smoke floating from his mouth as he pressed a little harder, pulling you closer to him as he gave you a side-eyed glance. “You are my property, and anyone who touches you gets their punishment.”

You hum in response, one of your hands moving to grip around his hook and pulling it from your throat before moving away from him, instead leaning against his desk to stare down at him.

You were about to respond when the doors flew open and the same two men in black threw in the offending patron from earlier, the poor man hitting the ground hard enough that a loud crack echoed in Crocodile’s office. The man nearly wailed, cradling his broken arm to his chest as his watery gaze moved to you and the massive man sitting next to you.

“Y-you! You fucking slut, what did I do to deserve this?!”

You hissed at him, eyes narrowed as you spat back,

“You dare-”

A large hand moved up and cut you off, Crocodile’s dark gaze shutting you up completely as you crossed your arms over your barely covered chest.

Crocodile slowly slid from his chair, standing to his towering form to walk over to the sniveling boy before him, another sneer set on his scarred face as he took in the weak patron.

“You come into my casino, you flirt with my prize, and then you insult her?”

A soft, disappointed tsk left Crocodile, plucking the cigar from his mouth to tap the ashes off right above the whimpering man before moving behind him.

“Apologize.” He demands, reaching down to wrench the man up by the back of his knock-off designer shirt, dragging him over to your feet and slamming him back down into the cold marble.

There's nothing from him but sniffling and whimpers, the sounds causing your face to contort into an expression of nothing but disgust.

Crocodile’s foot meets the back of his head, pressing the man's face into the floor as he roars out,

“APOLOGIZE.”

The man full on sobs at that, shrieking out a loud, “I'm so sorry!” as Crocodile adds weight to his head, the pressure cracking both the man's skull and the flooring beneath it.

A slow grin comes over your face as you bend down, poking a long, sharp, manicured nail into the man's cheek as you cherrily replied,

“Apology not accepted!”

At that, he begins weeping loudly, begging for mercy as Crocodile barks out a mocking laugh and lifts his boot just enough to give the man a taste of freedom.

He then brings it right back down, demolishing the man's head into the marble, spraying the floor and your legs in brain matter and blood. Your breath caught in your throat at the action, your wide eyes slowly moving from the twitching body to your lover.

He ran his hand over his gelled hair with a huff, another plume of smoke escaping his lips as he shook off the brains from his boot before looking back to you, flicking his still smoldering cigar down onto the dead man's body.

He kicked the body aside and gripped you by the waist, pulling your shorter frame to his hulking body and crushing his lips to yours, reveling in the way you clung to him.

“I do not like my things being touched,” he snarls in your ear when he pulls away, picking you up enough to sit you on his desk. He reached under your dress and hummed, pleased to notice you weren't wearing panties.

“Such an obedient pet,” he grins, pressing a large finger into your soaked core and curling upwards, chuckling at the pleasured look that crosses your face.

“Only I can touch you like this,” he huffs out. “Only I can make you feel this good.”

You nod weakly in reply as you clench around his finger, your mouth falling open slightly as he adds a second. The wet squelch of him entering you sent a shiver over his back, his cock straining against his expensive trousers to the point of pain.

“Pull me out,” he demands, crashing his lips to yours again as you tug and unbuckle his pants, pushing them and his underwear down enough to free his already weeping cock.

“Should I remind you who you belong to?” He chuckles out, trailing this hook down the side of your face as his hand pulls from you to force your legs open wider.

“Mm, I think you should,” you purred in reply, your head tilting back as he leaned down, his lips sucking and pressing into your throat. A low growl rumbles in his chest as he tugs you closer to the edge of his desk by your hip, his thick cock just pressing into your soaked core.

“Whatever my treasure desires,” he murmurs into your skin before he presses into you all at once, pulling a loud gasp from your lips as you cling to his shirt.

His hips thrust into you as his hand presses against your chest, pressing your back against his mahogany desk as he snaps his cock into you over and over. He presses the curve of his hook against your throat, though he adds no pressure. One of your hands wraps around it lovingly as you stare up at him, giving him your most gorgeous smile you could as he railed you.

His heart clenched, overwhelmed at your expression and how you held his hook. He leaned down and roughly kissed you again as he hissed against your lips,

“You. Are. Mine.”

Your bloodied legs wrapped weakly around his hips as you gave a dazed response of, “All yours.”

“Forever.” He snaps back.

You hummed with a grin, clenching around his cock as you promise,

“Forever.”

[tokyo-debunker-memes]

Tokyo Debunker Episode 5 Spoilers!

Lyca is such a sweetheart but I swear the second that man started growling at me I RAN to make this…

[such-a-daydreamer]

I know you might get this often but the way you draw mystery man pleases my eyes so much

I actully don't, so thank you! Your compliment pleases my eyes so much ^^

Have this complimentary art of the mystery man himself as a thanks!!

[foibles-fables]

all of us OG July 2020 Warrior Nun fans waking up on June 28th, 2023, after enduring both the Long Hiatus and the Cancellation:

we truly are god’s strongest soldiers

[catgirljaneway]

Tuvok and Kathryn and the time Kathryn destroyed the timeline get Tuvok back.

/I Swear Somewhere This Works - Trista Mateer/

[shwinlsol]

Most pathetic Marvel doodle dump in history

[captainbuzzard]

man reverberating was such a funny mod.

during this inning the first ken drew a walk, stole second, then got caught stealing third before the second ken walked, the third ken arrived and drew another walk, the second stole third base, and finally the fourth ken arrived and this screenshot was taken.

[respectthepetty]

IT ENDED WITH A SNEEZE!

"brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before, unafraid to reference or not reference, put it in a blender, shit on it, vomit on it, eat it, give birth to it"

I loved it.

[themoonstonechronicler]

The autistic urge to recklessly sail an untested ship into dangerous, volcanic waters, ignoring the warnings of your five friends, insisting that you can handle everything while unexpected situations keep cropping up, until finally everything is on fire, the boat is sinking, and no one is listening to you anymore

[merriclo]

i love the idea that Wild is a big brother to basically all of the kids in his Hyrule. it’s such a good heacanon that i never see utilized.

[sandushengshou]

Love and Redemption: episode 58