#Made me think of this

[megapteraurelia]

suna rintarou who is a voyeur.

whose cock aches so bad, watching you straddle osamu's lap, strings of spit connecting you to his friend like a spider web glistening with morning dew; he got caught in the same trap.

a hand snuck down to grip his length over his pants, squeezing hard.

suna who gets off on osamu's grunts, on your moans; who wishes he could hear those noises escaping you when you grind down on his dick. who wishes he could get osamu wild enough to force suna's mouth to be used — lest there's more smart assed comments.

suna who doesn't bother to be quiet as he watches both of you go at it like rabbits, filthy, wet, obscene. whose moans mix into the symphony of his best friends'. who whispers depraved little comments under his breath like he's in on the action.

who cums into his pants, soaking the material through— and his hands are sticky, but he can't stop his fingers that squeeze his sensitive head.

who tries to lick his fingers clean, but all it does is make him look like a desperate, lapping dog. so he just shrugs and continues palming himself. hey, maybe his cum could be lube, hn?

suna rintarou who gets tired of swallowing his spit as it continues to collect in his mouth, so he dribbles it onto his clothed dick periodically until his pants are sopping wet with cum, his leaking tip and his saliva.

who goes so crazy, balls tightening, cock twitching, at the thought that he's seeing both of his friends. no camera, no show for anybody, just a peek of carnal desire.

suna's knees tremble from the force of looking through the peep hole, and the pleasure shooting through his spine has his breath heavy.

[puppyboywinger]

i hc that dennis from it’s always sunny has what i like to call the big 3

-ED (erectile dysfunction)

-ED (eating disorder)

-ED (executive dysfunction)

[murdergrandmafanclub]

[ssparksflyy]

how dare you try to be an absent father. IM coming over and teaching YOU how to catch a baseball

[rainrivers1]

The villain: wanted to be a hero more than anything else

The hero: an innocent bystander who was forced to be one due to circumstances

[borderlinereminders]

Is there a tumblr etiquette rule you’ve made up for yourself?

For me, I don’t let myself reblog an ask game unless I send something to the person who shared it on my dash. It feels rude otherwise. I usually do it anonymously but I do it. (I don’t think it’s rude when other people do it, just me lol. I love getting asks from ask games on my personal so I want to share the energy).

[scarletooyoroi]

HC; Gift Giving.

The art of this particular act doesn't go by the popularized trends for Thoma. Waiting for specifics days (he'd definitely cook your favorites on these days though), keeping in safe baselines of what constitutes as a popular gift for which social circle, so on and so forth. He operates on the mindset of personally knowing a person before deciding on a gift.

He looks at them as personalized tokens for another to remember someone by. So a lot of thought is genuinely put into what he considers for each bond he has. It's also why you'll never really see him just doling those out upon first meetings. Baseline plesantries normally suffice until he decides to commit to what you develop with him.

Allowing for someone to often look back on it and not just enjoy what the gift it itself, but to remember some xyz fun, memorable or impactful time makes him highly satisfied deep down. So in truth, they'd often align with another muse's personal interest if you were to share it with him.

That's Thoma way of simply saying that he doesn't 'just' pay attention to you, he enjoys the act in itself. Your time when you befriend him (or more) is worth volumes.

Also to keep true to his ethics on this, apology gifts are never a thing he does. Situations where blood simmered negatively is often handled by him properly facing the situation with you, reflecting and onward.

[island-delver-go]

She milkshakes on my duck until I'm canceled

[benthelastskywalker]

Rey, at the beginning of the trilogy, is a lot like the little orphan Annie if you stop and think about it. They were both abandoned by their parents at young ages, supposedly for their own good. Both of them spend their days dreaming that they will one day be reunited with said parents and both of them are under the guardianship of a terrible care taker.

Only, unlike Annie, Rey doesn't get adopted by a billionaire at ten and Annie isn't on a desert planet. Oh, and Annie at least as the other orphans for friends. Rey doesn't have any friends. She's all alone.

[sabretoothandsin]

dialogue idea: someone in a culture with multiple deities saying something like "oh gods" during sex and the other person saying "there is only one god you need be concerned with, and I am right here."

[rainrivers1]

Prompt #8

"So you choose them over me? After all we've been through together, you choose them?"

Prompt is by @me-writes-prompts

Link to their post on the prompt

This is Cherik cause I'm a sucker for hero x villain and this is what immediately popped up in my mind. I'm sorry if it's bad or if I didn't tag right. I'm kind of new to this.

Erik Pov

Just as I got up from the sandy beach, the agent Charles fancied started shooting at me.

It was foolish. I control metal, yet she continued to barrage me with bullets. It wasn’t much, but it distracted me enough that I had to focus on defending myself. Despite a bullet bouncing off my helmet, I easily deflected the onslaught. Just as I moved my hand to deflect another, a sharp yelp of pain from behind disrupted my thoughts.

Charles!

It was almost as if the world slowed as he fell. A bullet had hit him. In mere seconds, I was crouched down next to him, removing the bullet with my abilities. It had hit his lower back, and he was trembling in pain.

“I’m so sorry,” I stated, repositioning him to support him better. I was now sitting on the sand floor with his head resting upon my thigh, my hands supporting him. I couldn’t help but feel deep regret. This was never my intention. I never wanted to harm him.

I heard a rush of footsteps—the X-men. “I said back off!” I yelled, halting the group. I soon noticed the cause for Charles lying wounded in my arms: the agent.

“You. You did this,” I announced, using my powers to strangle her with the metal necklace around her neck.

She started choking, reaching for her neck with both hands in hopes of lessening the tightening pressure—a hope that would not be granted. Despite the small voice in my mind that sounded almost like Charles advising me to stop, that this wasn’t right, I couldn’t help but somewhat enjoy it. It was mere retribution and karma for hurting my friend.

“Erik. Please,” he said, voice slightly trembling. “She didn’t do this, Erik. You did.”

‘You did.’ It was that simple phrase that made me cease. I looked at my friend lying in my arms, his eyes already conveying his thoughts on how this was my fault. How these people were innocent in his eyes.

How can he not see that it is because of these humans that we mutants are divided? How can he not recognize that it is due to her that he is wounded? It is due to her that we are both in pain.

It was irrational to be this emotional considering the circumstances, but I couldn’t help it. “You still choose them over me? You would choose her. Charles, after all we’ve been through together, after all we’ve seen, you choose them?” I asked in disbelief. No matter how much they have harmed and discriminated against our kind, he always thought more of them. Believing in the minuscule kindness—if it could even count as that—that they had shown him. I knew he disagreed with me and my methods, but I thought he’d care more about us, our kind. That he’d choose me after all the events that had taken place.

“They are innocent,” he responded. I despised how he actually believed it.

“Us turning on each other. It’s what they want. I tried to warn you, Charles. I want you by my side. We’re brothers, you and I.” My words, no matter how you may view them, Charles, they are sincere. I need you with me.

“All of us together, protecting each other. We want the same thing.” And is that not the truth? We both want what is best for mutant kind. We could accomplish so much, you and I.

He was hurt, shaking in my arms, yet he still found sad amusement in my words and chuckled. “Oh, my friend. I’m sorry, but we do not.”

As much as I wished to take him with me, to show him what we could be, I respected his answer. I disliked it—the feeling of his body trembling in my hold only strengthened that—but I knew what must be done. I signaled for the girl to come closer; she could take care of Charles. It was time to depart.

[tawnysoup]

Found my fav Slay the Princess route recently. Dragon my beloved. Your horrifying beak mouth was an impossible-to-refuse lip syncing challenge 💖

Shoutouts to @blacktabbygames for making such a cool game!

[morningsaidthemoon]

[ID: colored digital art of Aika from I Don't Want to be a Magical Girl from the shoulders up. She's in her magical form, clasping her hands reverently, and saying: "I wish... I wish...!" Then, she turns to glare at her star-companion Hoshi, and bluntly tells them: "For you to go away." Two shocked exclamation marks pop up over Hoshi's head. End ID.]

WATCH THE I DONT WANT TO BE A MAGICAL GIRL PILOT ‼️‼️

[astral-scout]

party rockers in the

[salamander-crimes]

me making my oc a worse person

[bigender-cowboy]

Funny story, opposite of this actually but it’s still fun, me and my dad were physically drained from about 12 hours of waiting around for our flight and flying. When we get in the car we’re all quiet before the driver just asks if it was a long wait, making small talk. My dad said yeah but it gave him more time to write his song he’s been working on. The guy says he makes music too, asks what genre my dad’s in. He says rap, the guy says same. He shows us some beats he’s made, some of his songs, and he freestyles one. He was a cool guy whole trip. Me, him, and my father talked about some of our favorite rappers and opinions on rap. He was also relatable job wise, and my dad taught him a bit about unions. Helped the guy out a little, and gave him some advice. He dropped us off, and we never saw him again. Instant 5 stars. It was arguably the best Uber me and my father had ever. Hope that guy is doing good.