#beck warm

[pacific-coast-hockey]

Beck Warm anon if you are out there and also everyone else pay attention this is important, usually our back up goalies yeet themselves out of the tunnel as fast as possible when the period is over (or wait for their starter, depending who is involved) but for both the 1st and 2nd, Beck Warm gave backslaps and hugs to everyone at the end off the period when they were passing him to go back to the locker room. Ferda goalie!!

[knitpurlgoal]

gotta show your goalie love

[slugsby-pt3]

the parasocial relationship I have with every single one of you is truly insane

[jils-things]

grace and vivian should have the kind of friendship that galatea and helena has

[burning-academia-if]

good thing mc has two hands, one for Rook and the other for Beck hahaha.

Rook romance and Beck bestie dynamic:

Rook/Beck poly dynamic:

[hollowboobtheory]

trying to process is this seriously her fucking name but also imagining. what if she wasn’t invited or anything she just showed up and nobody knows who she is. so she’s just scary girl. omg cryptid queen i hope she wins

oh my god i hope all the ship names for her are just scary [other person’s name]

[wackachewbacca]

Keyleth mentioned that tensions are on the rise within the Dwendalian empire what with the king on his way out and the Cerberus Assembly running around unchecked especially with Ludinus as its head and while I would love for the Cerberus Assembly to be completely abolished or prevented from ever rising back to the height of its current political power after this whole Predathos incident I also hope the empire doesn’t tear itself apart from the inside.

The empire has just barely gotten out of war with the Kryn Dynasty and now it may just fall into civil war and I could give less than a shit about king Dwendal and all the bureaucracy and shit but the people still need to heal from the War of Ash and Light because that ended only seven years ago (836 PD) give or take and that’s hardly anytime at all to rebuild their lives because the ruling body of their nation have neglected their safety for arcane power and knowledge

[perfunctory-idols]

Beck at the Echo in Los Angeles, California on February 4, 2005

Photos by Karl Walter

[tragedyposting]

I should make a list of all my beloved characters so I can create a blorbo generator to randomly select a little guy

[rifleonthewall]

Ok uhm. I'm thinking about Beckett and Leon's house again because it's so comforting to me because it's like my childhood home. Ranch style house on the corner that's small but cozy and a little outdated with a built in bench and table in the kitchen...

[noramoons]

calm him down omg

omg sorry he’s just looking at me in the audience 🤭 /j LMAO but literally what is going ON with him these days???? 😭😭 my beloved scary princess

[pacific-coast-hockey]

I’m begging the Cuda to take care of Beck Warm. He is the sweetest guy ever! He played for my junior hockey team for a couple years, until he got traded (I can’t remember now if he requested it or not…). He was always interacting with the fans and was so nice to talk to. I’m excited to see him play in the AHL. 🥰

Omg this makes me so happy. A Beck Warm fan! I hope Jmac plays him!! I know our goaltending situation is. Lmao. But I hope he at least gets a shot, I know he's been working hard in Wichita. I'll be excited to see him!

[supposed2bfunny]

Yes I am almost 30 years old.

And yes I started tucking Buccellati and Mista into bed each morning because my apartment is freezing this time of year and I feel guilty leaving them to sit on the dresser.

If I’m cold, they’re cold!

[paleontaxi]

//excellent work, all of you <3 @perceiivent @seeasunset @theorizedchaos​

[satoruhour]

You and Gojo making out around Suguru’s dick. 🙏

TWICE THE TROUBLE !

a/n: sorry i took so long to get to this anon i hope this finds its way back to you <3

warnings: poly!stsg, dom!geto, sorta sub!gojo, fem!reader, oral (f and m receiving), masturbation, suguru watches for a while, multiple rounds, use of ‘slut’, cum eating, cum shot, filthy and dirty as hell lol, n*sfw under the cut

it’s no secret that geto absolutely adored the both of you — whether it be looking at you bickering over whether maple syrup or honey is better for pancakes, or when he’s watching the two of you deep in slumber after getting out to get groceries at dawn to beat the morning crowd. it’s hardly different any other time, too much deep in adoration for his two babies that even fights are done with calculated voices and soft apologies.

and even now — watching how satoru whines for attention from the both of you, pulling gently at your nape to separate your lips from geto. you can feel the latter throb under you when gojo leaps forward to kiss you while you’re still in the other’s lap, feeling his hand leave your waist to trace the line down satoru’s back and right to his ass.

“sugu—” you hear against your lips, moaning something akin to your name after when your hands pull at satoru’s white hair shortly after, “n-need both of you . .”

“patience, satoru,” geto practically purrs, purposely humping his hips up into your cunt that you whine softly, too, grinning at how he’s always got the two of you at his beck and call. he runs the show indefinitely, and you’re both fine with it, heart fluttering when he asks for a favour.

“can you eat her out, baby?” he pleads with gojo, not before leaving you with a sweet kiss that leaves you wanting more and gently detaches himself from you, “let me watch my two pretty lovers, hm?”

you giggle a little at gojo’s eagerness when he nods and takes his place in front of you instead, rushing into a kiss that has you clashing teeth and groaning in pain, but with a small sorry from gojo and kisses down your neck, you’re forgiving him instantly when he finally peels off your soaked panties, groaning to himself at just how wet you were.

at the corner of your eye, you can see suguru stripping himself of his own underwear, stroking slowly at how gojo forces your sensitive legs open to lick a slow stripe up your cunt.

“’toru—” you shut your eyes tight, head tipped back as you put all your weight into your elbows, body naturally crawling away from the other’s skilled tongue from the intensity but satoru takes his time with you, easing you into the pleasure with how slowly he tugs you back to him.

“relax, princess . .” he mumbles, feeling himself get hard just from hearing geto’s hand along his cock, and now, at how he gets to eat your pretty pussy, “let me in, yeah?”

you moan softly just as he sucks on your clit, one hand reaching for his hair and the other for geto’s hand, him barely catching you just as you dig your nails into his forearm, dominant hand stuttering at little at the minor pain. gojo mutters praises into your cunt, slurping up your juices like it’s the very first time he’s eating you out.

“satoru— s’too much—” you writhe within the sheets, rendered warm from the morning sun that filters in and you can already feel your back start to line with sweat at the ecstasy, your boyfriend never stopping his relentless tongue flicking and sucking at your bud.

your other boyfriend watches in amusement and fondness at the two of you; the drop of your mouth and the twitches in your leg, to the subtle humping of satoru’s hips and his downturned eyebrows. satoru is just lost in your pre, making sure every bit of it isn’t lost to the silk sheets that he so impulsively bought for the both of you.

you gasp when your knees are pushed to your chest, left immobilised under gojo’s hand as he loses himself in your folds, tracing his tongue down your slit and right to your hole.

he makes sure to give you what you want when you only pull him more desperately into your core with moans that reach the moon. you’re grateful that at least suguru squeezes and twines his fingers with yours, watching with that damned smile on his face at your falling apart.

“’toru, sugu, i-it’s— i’m c—”

geto laughs, “so fast, doll?”

you burn at the small teasing remark, clenching around satoru’s tongue at the same time and he groans, nudging his nose deeper into your clit. with small jerks in your body and long whines that turn into short pants, they both know you’re close. the other speeds his hand up as well, following gojo’s noisy, sloppy licks along your pussy.

“pussy so sweet, suguru, hope ya can taste her later,” his muffled speech gets the other chuckling, even more so when they see their pretty baby all ruined over their sheets, their groans mixing in with your garbled speech, just whimpering and mumbling any word your foggy brain can think about at the moment.

“yeah? lookin’ forward to it, then.” geto struggles through gritted teeth at the feel of his hand — it would never compare to the both of you, but it’s all he can manage. he did say he wanted to watch and he’s enjoying gojo’s hips humping the sheets now as he focuses on your puffy, sensitive clit.

“she close, ’toru?” gojo’s affirmative moan sends vibrations up your body, sending you into overdrive when geto leans down to meet your lips, releasing your hand to your chin gently to steal your breath. it’s rough, drool dripping from the messiness of it and the other willingly swallows your sounds, tipping over the edge just as satoru lays his tongue flat along your cunt.

“mm fuckkk—, s-shit, satoru—!” you cry into suguru’s skin, wrapping fingers around his wrist for some anchor as you gush all over your other lover’s mouth, coating his face with cum. geto’s lips part as he watches the both of you, filling his ears with your high-pitched mewls against satoru’s deeper moans that he spills with your names on his lips, filling his hand with his cum.

but the dark-haired man isn’t done, oh, no, and you both sure as hell aren’t either with the way you don’t hesitate to bring his other hand to your lips to clean it, scooping all of his cum onto your tongue.

“dirty slut,” he whispers, relishing in how you start to suck on his fingers. and then he’s blessed with the both of you tugging on his arms so he’d be on the edge of the bed, seemingly an arrangement you two agreed on. it’s obvious that you two definitely had a little talk about this when he switches between both you and satoru kneeling on the ground, tongues out and waiting.

“oh . . darlings,” geto coos, stroking his cock lazily. you’re the first to wrap your lips around his tip, suckling as he shivers at your warm mouth. but it’s not long until you’re taking it out and bringing gojo’s head closer, slapping geto’s sensitive cock on the other’s tongue. the scene sends immediate thrills down to your core, pulsating and throbbing under you.

suguru groans at the sight, his two pretty lovers using him however which way; gojo bobs his head along his boyfriend’s cock, pressing his tongue against the base of his shaft while you aid him momentarily with a hand to his nape. your hands never forget his balls, squeezing and playing with them while satoru sucks him off — and then it switches again.

this little game continues on for a while, gurgling noises and wanton moans filling the room every time his cock enters one of your mouths.

it’s so different, too — you like to have saliva dripping everywhere, a sloppy blowjob with his tip touching the back of your throat and your nose buried in his pubes. satoru likes consistency, stroking the parts he can’t reach and bobbing his head obediently and making sure he looks up at him with those blue, blue eyes of his.

“oh, baby, baby, shiiit . .” suguru groans out, hands clutching the sheets so tightly it might cramp, until you’re both squishing your faces together, each getting a share of his tip that’s leaking the remnants of the previous round. 

“t-that’s so hot, fuckin’ hell,” he swears when you two start to make out around his cock, equal part of lips on each other and his length that he gets twice the pleasure and the blessing of the two of you. geto slips both his hands into your hair, cradling your heads as you two slurp and suck and slobber over his throbbing dick, moaning into each other’s mouth.

there’s strings of cum that connect you both to geto, translucent white all over your lips and hands that only adds to the obscenity, your hand coming up to help stroke his cock.

satoru follows suit, larger hand engulfing yours and looking up at him through white eyelashes again, smiling to himself when he hears geto’s choked up words. he’s so hard it hurts, the mere grinding against the sheets doing nothing for him so he moves a hand between his legs, letting out soft pants.

“i’m gonna— c-cum . .” it’s even a wonder he’s held out this long, and you add fuel to the fire when you speed up your hand along his shaft, catching the glint in satoru’s eye with a giggle and sharing in the honour of being able to have geto suguru at your mercy.

your mind is muddled, the mixture of suguru’s previous load and satoru’s strawberry scented lip gloss sending you into a frenzy. under your lips, you can feel the dark-haired man twitch, you can feel gojo’s soft lips, it’s almost too much when the latter whines into your mouth. geto interrupts; “i’m g’nna give both of you my cum— haah . . ”

you’re both off him when you hear that, pleading with two sets of eyes and with outstretched tongues while your hands never stop their assault. gojo makes use of his pretty ceruleans while there’s multiple “please’s” falling from your throat, ears flooded with the wet shlick’s of your hands.

“oh my g—god . .” geto’s hands are so tight around your hair it borderline hurts, just hunching over the both of you with his eyes fighting to stay open, “fuck— i’m c-cumming—”

his pupils are blown wide when he sprays his cum over both your faces, spurting his seed all over your tongues and cheeks. the room fills with your moans at the feeling, with hand making sure you’re milking his cock for what it’s worth. suguru’s lips contain variations of your names alongside profanities, thighs shaking under him as whines escape him.

“aw, the both of you—” geto hums, fingers releasing your hair to hold your cheeks and he wished his hands weren’t so gross and sticky so he could at least make you two pose for his camera, but his jaw drops when you both turn to each other to have your lips meet again, mouth gaping as he watches his semen drip everywhere and your tongue against satoru’s — a scene of pure filthiness.

“j-just know how to treat me . .” suguru watches, dumbfounded as gojo licks his cum off your face and vice versa, before you both turn to him with grins that remind him why he likes to take the reins in the bedroom.

“and now, i’ll treat the both of you . . how’s that sound, darlings?”

[entitled-fangirl]

Cold.

Cregan Stark x southern wife!reader

Summary: the reader is not used to the cold, but does not wish to bother Cregan with something so small.

A/n: based on an ask!

Masterlist

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She shivered as she walked through the corridors of Winterfell.

It had been months. Why hadn't she acclimated yet?

Perhaps because as soon as she had, winter came upon them, dropping the temperatures drastically.

She pulled her cloak tighter around her as she moved through the castle. 

It's ridiculous. Being this cold.

She wasn't sure how Cregan did it so well.

She knew in all honesty. All of Westeros teased that the North was made of colder things than snow.

She thought the opposite. 

Cregan was quite a warm man. 

She entered his study with a pause once she saw him deep in thought, practically slaving over the papers on his desk.

Without looking up, he waved her off, "Come back later."

A wave of disappointment washed over her. "Oh. Forgive me, my love."

His head shot up quickly with wide eyes, "Wait. I…" His eyes connected with hers, "I did not know it was you."

The disappointment faded suddenly at that.

"Please come sit with me."

She walked into the room, closing the door behind her. She rounded the desk to his side, her fingers grazing over the carefully crafted wooden desk. Her eyes stayed on the papers. "What's all this?"

He quickly found her hips through the cloak with his hands and pulled her to stand in between his legs, "Nothing I need a beauty like you to worry about."

She smiled and continued to her studying of the papers, "You'll find a have quite a mind to match the beauty."

He grinned, "Oh, trust me. I know." His face fell a bit as he focused on her hips, her entire body shivering. "Cold?"

She finally looked to him, "Hmm?"

He bit the inside of his cheek, clearly concerned, "I asked if you're cold."

She hummed and shook her head, "No. 'M fine."

A crease between his eyebrows formed, "You're lying."

Her eyes widened just a bit. "I assure you, I'm not."

"You're shivering."

She had nothing to defend that. He was right. 

"If you were cold, why have you not said anything?"

She scoffed, "I am not going to ask the Lord of the North for something so menial as a warm blanket."

He immediately stood at that. His face was so close as he stood that their lips could have brushed. He stood to full height and she had to look up a bit to see him. "Menial?" His tone was sharper than before.

"Yes."

He shook his head, "That's not menial." His fingers moved up to his cloak to begin to untie it.

"Cregan, stop." When he didn't, she brought her hands over his and leaned closer to him. "Stop."

The tough Warden wasn't used to such a short thing telling him to stop something that he had his mind set on. It was obvious he was holding back his frustration. 

"You fight death itself at the wall." She pointed out, "You're a warrior and a leader. You've given me a home, a bed, a castle and servants at my beck-and-call. What kind of wife would complain of all she's been given?"

He let out a breath, "You believe that is a complaint? To be cold?"

"It is."

"It is not. I assure you."

She frowned, "Fine. Then it is a bother."

He let out a frustrated growl. "Stop doing that."

"Doing what?" She asked confused.

"Acting as if you are not the very thing that keeps my soul on fire."

She was thrown off at his confession. "I… W…"

He quickly untied and threw his cloak over her shoulders. He then grabbed her face and pulled her into a demanding kiss.

He pulled her away, "Do not," he growled, "ever believe you are nothing to me."

Cregan was a warm man because northerners are full of fire. 

And snow is the only thing that keeps it extinguished enough to not potentially burn all of Westeros.

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