#can you blame me :(((

[whoisspence]

i might be turning into a boyband reid fanpage

[littlecutiexox]

I couldn’t resist

[zprite-x]

I stacked your dream team what’re you gonna do about it

Theyre sneeping

Wind down doodle

[hikaaa-bi]

i know everyone is talking about the Coffee Scene™ but i'm here thinking about how alice gets so PERSONALLY OFFENDED on celia's behalf when gwen starts being a bossy little hypocrite.

[watchyourbuck]

How long do you think until Eddie’s signature Buck shoulder grab turns into a cheek cup

[onerudegentleman]

update on horror pfps again

[moonmeg]

Never trust a snake

Season 1 fanart anyone?

[orangesavannah]

What Gods Fear

[sicknasty03]

*Stands on the edge of a cliff and clears throat*

RESPECTFULLY, I NEED A SEX POLLEN/APHRODISIAC ASTARION X READER FIC PLEASE!!!!

thank you.

*retreats back to cave*

[tarutaruga]

love aggression

[chilliesillie]

HI HELLO. what my moot wants my moot gets @nanachozip this is for you pookie

here’s twooo playlists for Isaac and Asirel 😼

isaac⋆☾⋆⁺₊

now his playlist is more on the romantic side, some songs are meant to represent what happened in some episodes

(Master)mind ˖°🦇ִ ࣪𖤐 (Asirel)

we only have one episode for everyone to see, so, these songs are just to get a feel for the viiibe he’s got going on, i love him to death tho

𓏲 zaros ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖

hes my pookie and i love him so much, here’s some songs that remind me of him and the relationship between him and Earis

[kazachi69]

I was hungry

can you blame me?

[lorcandidlucienwill]

What's my Roman Empire? I'm so glad you asked. This is my Roman Empire: Lucien propped his chin on a fist and gave me a lazy half smile.

A moment later, Lucien’s barking laugh echoed into the halls.

Lucien paused, and I found him smirking at me, making the scar even more brutal.

His lazy, vicious grin was still there.

Lucien smirked.

I finally found Lucien astride a black gelding, grinning down at me with too-white teeth.

I tried to recall the words I’d come up with earlier, the words to win him, but he laughed-

Lucien said with a smirk.

Lucien huffed a laugh.

But Lucien grinned at me.

Lucien grinned, that scar stark and brutal.

Lucien leaned back in his chair, smiling with feline delight.

A cork popped, followed by the sounds of Lucien chugging the bottle’s contents and chuckling with a muttered “Brushed.”

Lucien smirked at my paint-splattered clothes;

Lucien laughed. Lucien chuckled. Lucien howled, almost tipping back in his chair.

Lucien chuckled, sensing it, and I glared sidelong at him. “You’ve been noticeably absent again.” He used the dagger to clean his nails. “I’ve been busy. So have you, I take it.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” I demanded. “If I offer you the moon on a string, will you give me a kiss, too?” “Don’t be an ass,” Tamlin said to him with a soft snarl, but Lucien continued laughing, and was still laughing when he left the room.

It wasn’t until late afternoon that I heard Tamlin’s deep voice and Lucien’s braying laugh echo through the halls all the way to my painting room. Lucien winked at me.

“So there’s singing and dancing and excessive drinking,” Lucien chimed in, falling into step beside me. “And dallying,” he added with a wicked grin. Lucien had laughed himself sick He gave me a sly grin. “Fixed—as pert and pretty as before.” He smirked at me. “Her name, Emissary?” Amarantha asked of Lucien. But Lucien only glanced at Tamlin before closing his eyes and squaring his shoulders. Lucien clicked his tongue, but his remaining russet eye shone. “I’m glad to see you didn’t sell your lively human spirit or stubbornness to Rhys.”

Tears shone in Lucien’s remaining eye as he raised his hands and removed the fox mask. a corner of Lucien’s mouth tugged upward. I gave Lucien a subtle, pleading look, and he barely hid his smirk as he sauntered over to me.

I let my glow spread, until it, too, rippled from Lucien’s bowed form. A knight before his queen. Until Lucien’s sword refracted the light of the sun leaking through the canopy. And then met flesh and bone. Lucien, to his credit, didn’t back away a step. From Rhys, or me, or the Illyrians.

My friends glanced to each other. Mor said, “It will be—very dangerous.” A half smile curved Lucien’s mouth. “Good. It’d be boring otherwise.”

Need I go on?

[callme-whatever-youlike]

Just thought I'd leave this here.

[whattheheckmidoriya]

-For the sentence ask thingy-

"No~, five more minutes," Aizawa barely managed to speak, having being woken up many times.

You try your best to get him out of bed but it's useless.

"What happened to 'Lets wake up early and go to the gym' ?", you questioned annoyingly....

^Have a great day!!^

Shota grumbled into his pillow, inky hair cascading over his face. He could be so stubborn.

You tugged at his arms, shaking the man out of his slumber with a pout. "C'mon, I got ready because you said we'd be out of the house early!"

Barely cracking his eyes open, your love peered up at you with sleepy adoration, his lips settling in a lazy smile. "One kiss and I'll be up, promised."

A flutter of warmth tickled your chest as you smiled down at him. He could be such a tease when he'd barely shaken off the night's sleep. You cherished this part of him.

Leaning down, your lips met his in a gentle display of love. He hummed into the kiss, breaking out into a smile. Pulling away left him dazed; a love sick man.

"Okay, I'm awake now." He breathed, finally allowing to be pulled away from his sheets.

Send me the first sentence of a fic and I'll write the next 5!

[b-yyearns]

oh by the way ↑ these people have an unhealthy obsession with mens thighs <3