I am not going to lie to you. When Russell told me that we were putting a ramp in the TARDIS, I cried. I did. He actually told me about a fan who had contacted him, who was a wheelchair user, and said how much he admired Russell’s work. He said, “Even though I can’t get in the TARDIS, because it’s not wheelchair accessible, I just love it.” And Russell was like, “So, we change that instantly. We change that.” When he told me that story, that really hit me straight in the heart. I know what that will mean for the disabled community, and many disabled Whovians who haven’t had that. -Ruth Madeley
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fuck nasty!Ghost who shows you how much he misses you.
You were out running errands, leaving Simon, home from his latest deployment, to his own devices. All was going well—so you thought—until you heard the telltale ping of your phone and saw that he had texted you.
Simon probably needed you to pick something up for him on the way home. Mm. Doable. You opened the text under that innocent assumption.
And you know what they say about making assumptions.
Because right there in front of your very eyes was a picture of underwear. Your underwear. Your favorite pair of underwear. Your favorite pair of underwear you'd been searching for while you were getting dressed this morning.
They were covered in cum. Simon's cum.
You receive another text not even a second later: Miss you, sweetheart.
It was a miracle you didn't drop your phone.
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ooooo superman would HAVE to be uncut because of his super strong skin
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Choso loves quickies. Whining out desperate pleas to let him have any part of you. It doesn’t even have to be your sweet pussy, as long as he could feel your skin on his aching cock. Anything was enough. He’s so pouty when you tell him that you guys are in public, letting out a whimper of your own when he grinds into you from behind. His arms around your waist as he places a kiss to your neck.
You’re being pulled into the public bathroom, Choso taking you into a stall before hurriedly unbuckling his belt. Freeing his cock with a long breath at how red his tip was, leaking with precum as it jumped at the thought of touching you. He’s willing to sit on the lidded toilet, cock standing hard on its own as he pulls you down onto his lap. Flipping up your skirt and stuffing himself in between your smooth thighs with a moan.
His cock’s already so slippery, gliding over the soft skin effortlessly. Your boyfriend groaning at the way your thighs spread each time he pulled you back down. You can’t help your moans when he begins rutting his hips up in desperation. Face twisting into one of satisfaction as his eyes cross, lips curling upwards in loud breaths and grunts.
Your boyfriend buries his face into your chest, tongue darting out to suck sloppily at your breasts in your tank top. Covering the area in dark spots of red with a shaky mewl, looking up at you with glassed eyes as his mouth hung open. Letting out a breathy cry of your name as he cums with a shiver.
His eyes never leave yours, even with the jerks of his body his puppy-like gaze stays on you. His movements coming to a slow halt as his cum spurts into the air then down onto your thighs. Coating the supple flesh in the sticky white substance.
It’s dripping down your thighs, his cock twitching before your eyes as it pumps its final load. Choso letting out a hum before sinking into you in thanks. His head in your neck with his arms tight around your torso, inhaling your delicious scent and feeling his cock grow hard again. Letting out another whine for him to fuck your pussy instead.
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Before I forget to post
For @anuphim !!! I usually don't post artworks when I plan to doodle more for it, but I also know I'm prone to forgetting to actually finish those doodles and it leads to that spiral where I make-I plan to make more-I won't post till I make more -I forgot to make more-I got a new hyperfixation-I can't make more- I forget to post the original altogether-I don't post at all for three years
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ellie hitting it from the back and you're just completely in subspace, taking everything's she's giving you completely blissed out and brainless:))
nsfw! — ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —
omg the way she’d be fucking you so good you’d only be able to see stars. you’ll actually be drooling and brain dead like a cock drunk dummy lmao. her hand on the back of your neck keeping you steady while she hits your weak spot over and over and over again. you’ve forgotten what it’s like to not have her stuffing your walls. other hand gripping the plump flesh of your ass so hard you’re sure that it’ll leave a bruise. the kind you look at in the mirror that sends memories rushing to your stomach.
speaking of stomachs, she’s fucking you so deep you’re positive she’s blending your guts. turning you into a pleasure smoothie. and you feel like fucking jello because it’s all too much. you’re so gone you can’t even hear her talking to you. “you’re taking me so well. you can barely respond. fuck, can you hear that? you’re so fucking wet for me.”
and then she slows down. slow, hard thrusts. one after the next making you grip the sheets and stuff your face into the mattress. all while’s she’s got the stupidest smirk on her face. (probably thinking about how next time she’s gonna fuck you in front of a mirror and make you watch yourself become her cock slut.)
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