#a beautiful baby :3

[beybuniki]

team up mission in the mountains

[gatitaymandalas]

Hoy se fue así al gym

[carmillas-vampiric-rage]

smooth astarion scares me- bc legit who is that

that is NOT my astarion i only know him

[pixelbots]

small town guy, big city girl

[azfellschild]

you must know, right?

you must know I'm not that evil

or: crowley holding the last and only feather from his angel wings that didn't turn completely black 💔

[mikimeiko]

Our Flag Means Death Season 2 - one gif per episode (with the first gif from their first scene and the last gif from their last scene) | Roach

[syn0vial]

i'm seeing people argue over how to interpret astarion's age when he was turned and whether 39 years old is seen as childhood, teenagehood, or young adulthood for elves. some point out that elves don't consider themselves adult nor do they take an adult name until 100 years of age. others point out that astarion claims to have been a magistrate, which is not a job typically associated with youth.

honestly, i think this discrepancy is quite simple to solve with a quick look at the 5e compendium itself (emphasis mine):

Although elves reach physical maturity at about the same age as humans, the elven understanding of adulthood goes beyond physical growth to encompass worldly experience. An elf typically claims adulthood and an adult name around the age of 100 and can live to be 750 years old.

in other words, other races might consider a 39-year old elf an adult, but elves have a different cultural understanding of adulthood (one based more on wordly experience than physical/mental development) and would not. thus, it makes sense that astarion could potentially hold a government job in a racially diverse city like baldur's gate where a good chunk of the population sees him as an adult, while still being belittled by an old-school elf like cazador as a "little boy" and a "brat."

basically: this is not a question with a "right" answer! it just depends which cultural context you're using to answer it

[mattodore]

20s vs 30s

[skrunksthatwunk]

the new (accidental) majima family mascot

discoveries + settling in

she won't sit still for the camera :(

headcanons + backstory + closeups below cut:

ok SO basically my idea's that nishida's got a niece or something and she can't keep her snake for whatever reason (i.e. moving in with fiance who's terrified of snakes), so he's taking care of her temporarily. and he's telling the other majima construction boys about this while they're on break and majima overhears and is like no way. ya Gotta let me meet the snake. because he's curious y'know.

he keeps trying to get her to like... do tricks or to feed her snacks and stuff. like c'mere girlie here i smuggled ya some crumbs ;) don't tell nishida okay ;)) but she is Not Interested because that doesn't even register as food to her. he's surprised by how cold she is and how content she is to just sit there most of the time but he kinda gets attached and long story short. majima family office pet.

kinda wonder if she'd be taken hostage at some point. feels like a substory plot.

anyway she's a corn snake so she's pretty low maintenance, and while majima's like >:/ woulda rather we'd gotten a big big fucker i mean look how small her head is >:// it's probably for the best, since most of the family hasn't had to care for a reptile before

some family members are scared of her. majima tells them to suck it up because he's scarier. if they get too fussy he starts sticking their hands in her enclosure just to fuck with them, until he realizes it scares the snake, and then he stops. he still threatens to take their pinkies and feed them to her, though. sometimes he leaves her shed skin at their desks and is like oooohhh she got out again whoooppss watch out she's a biter

he sticks to feeding her thawed frozen mice because that's what nishida and his niece did, but if he'd been on his own he'd probably have pit a live mouse against the snake to keep her strong and on her toes and bc he likes seeing her fight (don't do this btw)

he's very confused about snake anatomy (like. why doesn't she have eyelids?) and did some research and now knows like. wayyy too much about cloacas. which he tells nishida about because it makes him uncomfortable and he finds that funny

he gets really into enclosure decorating for a while, wanting to build her the biggest and coolest thing he can. it's kind of beautiful actually

given the life majima leads, such a low-maintenance animal actually kinda suits him. she needs him, but it's not for much and there's not that strong an emotional element to it on her end. there's a distance to it that lets him feel safer getting stuck on her, and which makes him feel a lot less guilty when he dips for a few days. (though he's sure to send someone around to check on her, he figures she can fend for herself outside of checking water levels and stuff)

also i feel like saejima would like her. mutual sitting there swag (she's not as energetic as majima and not as chill as saejima. in-betweener)

also majima leaves the gross stuff up to his boys, of course.

[alifelongpassed]

Sitting baby Nere down and explaining the absolute and our tadpole to him.

But the stars never shone for me, in the ever darkness the only thing to fall was me...

[zyonsay]

Be my Boyfriend OP81

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: The morning after a night out you wake up with a certain someone in your bed

Reader: Male

Warnings: Smut, Unprotected sex (Wrap it before you tap it babes), Choking, Spit, Oscar in the wild, Beautiful brown eyes like a baby cow

Now playing: "Art Deco" by Lana del Rey

AN: I've written smut before but THIS feels like the first time I've written real smut.

Also i meant hickory as in the color hickory, not hickory wood. I am not stupid i swear! *falls to knees*

Can anyone tell that im obsessed with his eyes? I AM NORMAL I SWEAR *falls to knees again*

Your head was aching badly, you had just woken up from your deep slumber after a long night out. The hangover was creeping up on you as you sat up on the bed. There was a man sleeping next to you. Wait. Theres a man sleeping next you-?

You risked a closer look and realized it was your friend Oscar, who you'd been sleeping around with recently. Thank God it wasn’t some random stranger. He was snoring quietly and looked peaceful, you decided to let him sleep a bit longer.

The floor was cold, and the sun hadn’t reached through the window yet, you carefully made your way down the stairs and into the kitchen. A hot cup of tea would surely make you feel a bit better. Just in case the sleeping man upstairs woke up, you heated enough water for two mugs. There were still a few dirty plates in the sink, so you decided to wash those and tidy up the kitchen.

Soon after you were greeted with two beautiful brown eyes. “Morning”, he was rubbing his eyes, and his soft hair was a mess. “Morning sunshine”, you chuckled while he tiredly walks down the stairs. Oscar groaned as his head hurt from the hangover. As soon as you two landed in your bed the day before, he was out like a light. Obviously not before you rearranged his guts though.

You fished out a pack of tablets from the cabinet and dissolved two tablets in a big cup of water. You offered Oscar the cup, which he eyed skeptically before drinking half of it. The medicine tastes awful, but you traded the glass for his mug and downed the rest of the disgusting liquid. Grabbing your own mug, you pulled Oscar towards the couch in the living room. You both quietly sat there, exchanging looks and taking occasional sips of your tea.

Once you were done, you placed the mugs on the coffee table. Oscar gently pulled you into his lap, holding you close. He felt warm and cozy, almost like your bed upstairs. You could’ve stayed like this forever, except… well. Oscar’s morning wood was pressing against you painfully. Feeling a bit cheeky you purposely grind against it, earning a low groan from the man in front of you.

He was now looking at you with a slight grin.

“Let me help you with that.” You carefully slid off the couch and knelt on the carpet in front of Oscars spread legs. His eyes observed you closely and only a small hint of tiredness was left in his expression. You carefully took off his shorts, appreciating his grey briefs. Offering him a mischievous look, you palm him through his underwear. Oscar groaned loudly at the contact, furrowing his brows while his face flushed.

You then pulled his boxers down, only enough for you to take his dick in your hand. “Fuck.”, he bit his lip at the feeling of your cold hands against his member. His stunning eyes were closed, and you took the opportunity to take him into your mouth. Oscar moaned loudly at the wet feeling, throwing back his head.

You swirled your tongue around the tip of his cock while jerking the rest. The scene before you was one you’d love to have on a polaroid picture. Oscar spreading his legs, trembling with pleasure and his head tipped back while begging for more.

Pushing his dick further into your mouth you gagged as it hit the back of your throat. He looked down at you with a flushed expression, sliding a hand into your curls and gently pushing his cock fully into your wet, warm mouth. You began bobbing up and down, enjoying the sight in front of you. He tasted slightly salty, slightly sweet but most importantly perfect.

You knelt there, your hands roaming his thighs, occasionally giving them a light squeeze. His body tensed and relaxed in a comfortable rhythm while you did your best to bring him pleasure. Oscar was a nice guy. He was more than that, he was the perfect guy. You'd known him for a long time now, though only recently you two agreed to hook up from time to time. Promising yourself to not catch any feelings was pointless, and you knew it from the start.

Oscar was a moaning mess by now and rambled on about how good it feels and how close he is. A sweet, tight feeling had coiled in his stomach. His body began tensing up and only a few moments later thick white ropes of cum shot down your throat, you weren’t going to waste a single drop. The feeling of your swallowing closing around his cock had Oscar moaning even louder.

After sucking him off, you collected yourself and straddled the heavily breathing man on your couch. “Take this off”, he tugged at your shirt. You did as you were told, meanwhile Oscar got rid of his own t shirt. He ran his hands over your bare chest, playing teasingly with your nipples.

You reached behind him and gave his ass a firm squeeze, before kissing his neck. As much as he likes the dominant you, today he had other plans. He pushed you backwards, making you gasp. He smiles at you smugly, before kissing and nibbling your neck, while one of his hands went under your shorts to caress your thighs. You groaned and mumbled under him, enjoying the attention. Your own hardness was now pressing against Oscar’s stomach as he was leaning over you. His body was the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, you couldn’t resist touching him. He moans softly, the feel of your hands is like heaven to him.

His lips moved along your neck to leave the occasional hickey, while he shifted his free hand to your inner thigh, massaging the soft spot there. “Feel good?”, you nod eagerly while he grins at you. His sweet lips felt like velvet to your skin, you could melt right there and then. Oscar reached for the waistband of your shorts before whispering: “Can I take care of you?”, you struggle to form words and just let out a loud whine. “Words, darling.”, groaning you muster up a weak ‘please’, which appeased Oscar.

He then gently lifted your legs, taking off the last pieces of clothing covering you, now leaving you sprawled out bare in front of him. Oscar carefully took your dick into his hand, then licked a long stripe up your length. Your breaths felt heavy and warm, you gripped Oscars shoulder. He slowly took in all of your length, sucking in all the right ways. He held onto your hips and caressed them softly while humming. The vibrations made you shudder and tense.

He reached up and tapped your mouth with two of his fingers, wanting you to wet them for him. You gladly sucked on them, coating them generously with saliva as you whined. Oscar then retracted his fingers again, making you pout at the loss. But that quickly turned into gasps as he slowly pushed them into your greedy hole, making scissoring motions. Squirming and whining filled the living room, heating the atmosphere. His raspberry lips looked so perfect around your cock and his soft, longing touches lit a fire in you.

Oscar decided to add another finger, making you whine at how well he was stretching you. His big brown eyes searched yours, his deep gaze looking right into your soul. You could get lost in those beautiful hickory colored pools.

With the pace of his fingers and his mouth, the cord inside you strained until it snapped and you were swallowed by pleasure. Cum splattered all over Oscar’s face. He smiled smugly as he wiped it off his face and put it in his mouth, savoring your taste.

Now it was your turn to push him over; you gently laid your hand on his chest while he gave you a questioning look, wondering what you'd do next

You slowly sunk down on his cock and winced at the full feeling. He didn’t give you any time to adjust as he already began thrusting up into you at a brutal pace. He made sure to watch every little shift in your expression.

Your body was shaking, but you managed to whisper: “Let me ride you.” Oscar smirked at your request, halting his movements. His hands found their way onto your hips as you bounced on his dick. You leaned down while keeping up your pace and pressed a hasty kiss to his forehead. ‘Feels so fucking good.’

Oscar smiled sweetly, almost innocently, but the next moment he has his hand wrapped around your throat, pressing tightly. He began fucking into you again, making you spill curses and moans. Of course, he was a very loving person but when it came to bedroom activities he seemed almost merciless.

There was a warm feeling pooling in your stomach again, indicating your incoming climax. With his other hand, Oscar took your dick in his hand and began pumping it. Another intent, deep look from him made you feel even warmer than you already did.

Your second orgasm hit you like a freight train. You clenching around his cock had Oscar seeing stars as he came in you. Hard.

Both of you were a sweaty, panting mess, his cock still inside you while you ride off your high.

He grabbed your chin and pulled you into a sweet kiss. Oscar looks at you intently.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend?”

[basketobread]

i miss my pookie so much

[gatitaymandalas]

Así se fue al gym hoy

[earlgodwin]

JUAN BORGIA and LUCREZIA BORGIA ⋆୨୧˚

[pixelglam]

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[luck-of-the-drawings]

IM SO IN LOVE WITH VAMPIRES!! and boy do i love THE SUCKENING!! VERY excited to see the misadventures of sad wet cat, sharp angry cat, and the COOLEST cat i ever did see