#cleaning spree

[chatonmagique]

My adhd really be like: Gosh golly! What is this sudden drop in energy and motivation?

When I've been up for 4 hours on a cleaning without eating properly because the mechanic was visiting

[babyblankyerror]

Stanley Pines finds a stable job...as a crime scene cleaner

[xxhatchetxx]

Opps! All pak! A non sentient Irken that I designed based off of Irken ships

[gremlinshatephilosophers]

Since Phil changed his YouTube pfp I got curious about what each of their channels looked like back when I first subscribed and wow

[msue0027]

let's talk about Charles i-want-to-snog-a-man-on-a-killing-spree Xavier

[ann-chovi]

I have completed no new art in like- over a week bc work is kicking my butt a bit- but here, have some silly old doodles of Tenzin (+ his sister Asha) before I put him in Dragon Age + 1 silly doodle of my Inquisitor Tolesa & her boo~

[lighthouseas]

clean freak will byers my beloved....when they are living together mike will sometimes sit at the table to eat and will will give him a Look™️ as mike reaches for the food and be like hey 😄 did you wash your hands 😄 because i think i see dirt on them and we are eating Tacos so thats kinda gross 😄 and mike will be like...🫢🫢 ummm.....and will will point to the bathroom 👉🚪 and be like Go Wash Them Right Now. NOW. and mike is like okay. im sorry i forgot. i love you :)

[yinyuedijun]

had the funniest lore realization about situationship mc and also the saddest one and they're really fighting like two wolves in my head rn

[ssongsboo]

i fUCKING HATE CLEANING MY MAKEUP BRUSHES PLEASE SB SHOOT ME

[jaynopoly]

A lil mini comic I made earlier of what if jay somehow magical got stuck in Monkie kid world and Sandy like basically adopted him or something

Also ignore any spelling and or grammar mistakes I wrote it all out and I have dysgraphia sigh

[ent-is-indecisive]

thinking about trying to find more rugs.

[subjectivemortality]

I have too much nervous energy but I'm also. so sore. Give me your worst remedies

[imreallyloveleee]

about once every 5-6 years i get the urge to actually clean my house

well friends today is that day

and i just needed to share it here because my husband (who handles the cleaning during all the years in between) is not here to witness it

[animatronic-assistant]

Glitter bomb in the house!

NO

[skoulsons]

man I wonder where these specific articles of clothing are that I haven’t seen in two months that I would like to have again.

they were in the still packed bag from my trip two months ago

[ssongsboo]

heyyy sierraaaa👋🏻😗 how have you been?

i think i have something to get your creative juices flowing😉

hangyul head pusher😃😃🤲🏻🤰🏻pls i need to have his babies😫

~🦊

hangyul's fingers twisted into your hair, gathering it into a makeshift ponytail as he guided your head with deliberate firmness. his thumb grazed the nape of your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. "so pretty," he murmured, his voice low and breathy, half-lidded eyes fixed on you. "you have no idea how good you look right now."

his hand tightened in your hair, tugging slightly to angle your face upward before he pressed you further down onto him. the low groan he let out sent a rush of heat through you. "yeah, just like that," he praised, his free hand caressing your cheek for a fleeting moment before returning to his thigh. the warmth of his touch lingered as he kept his gaze locked on yours, the raw intensity in his eyes making your head spin.

you hollowed your cheeks, drawing another throaty moan from him, and the grip in your hair tightened.

"fuck," hangyul hissed, his jaw clenching. he pushed your head down again, his hips canting forward just enough to feel the back of your throat. "you take me so well. such a good girl for me," he breathed, his voice thick with lust.

each thrust was deliberate, controlled, as he guided you, letting out breathy curses and groans that only fueled your eagerness. he looked utterly wrecked, lips parted, his chest heaving, and you couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at the way he was falling apart because of you.

hangyul didn't give you a chance to take control- not even for a second. his hand stayed firm in your hair, tugging and guiding your head exactly how he wanted. the way he pushed and pulled you along his length was deliberate, almost possessive, like he couldn't let you set the pace. he leaned back slightly, his lips curving into a wicked smirk as he watched you try to keep up with his rhythm, your eyes already glassy with unshed tears.

"look at you," he muttered, his voice rough and low, his thumb brushing over your cheek as a tear slipped free. "so fucking pretty like this-" his words faltered, replaced by a guttural groan as his hips bucked up to meet your lips. "those little tears in your eyes... you don't even know what you're doing to me."

the trust in your gaze made his chest tighten, the way you let him control everything without hesitation or fear. it wasn't just the heat of the moment- it was the unspoken understanding, the silent surrender that had him reeling. "you’re doing so well for me." he rasped, his tone softening even as his grip remained unrelenting.

hangyul's sharp eyes caught the bead of saliva trailing from the corner of your mouth, glistening as it dripped down toward your chin. his hand moved quickly, his fingers swiping it up with precision before it could fall any further. he didn't say a word at first, just watching you as his chest heaved, his length still buried in your mouth as he guided your every move.

a wicked grin tugged at his lips as he brought the glistening finger to his own mouth. his tongue darted out, slowly licking the slick off his fingertip, savoring the moment. "you taste so fucking good," he muttered, the rough edge in his voice sending a new wave of heat through you.

the sight of him, his half-lidded gaze locked onto yours while he tasted every bit of what you'd left behind, only fueled the fire between you. his grip in your hair didn't falter as he pushed you back down, his fingers curling tighter, a silent command that left no room for hesitation.

"fuck, i love you like this," he murmured, his voice breaking with a rawness that only made his next thrust deeper, his hips stuttering as he chased the high you gave him so effortlessly.

hangyul's grip in your hair tightened as his breathing grew heavier, each low groan vibrating through him.

his hips stilled for a moment before he pushed your head down even further, holding you there as his release hit. a guttural, moan escaped his lips, his hand firm at the base of your skull to ensure you didn't pull away. his eyes fluttered shut for a second, overwhelmed by the sensation, before reopening to watch you- his most intoxicating sight.

"don’t waste a single drop," he warned, his voice hoarse as his thumb brushed the curve of your jaw, ensuring you swallowed everything. even as his hand slowly eased its hold on your hair, he wasn't done with you yet. pulling you back just enough for his length to slip from your lips, hangyul let out a deep exhale, still visibly reeling from the high.

"come here," he rasped, tilting your chin up. his thumb pressed against your swollen bottom lip, slipping past it as you instinctively opened for him. a satisfied smirk played on his lips as he dragged it across your tongue, smearing the remnants of his release around your lips. "you look so fucking good like this," he murmured, his eyes dark with possessive hunger as his thumb traced over your slick mouth.

"you're mine," he added, voice soft yet commanding, leaning down to kiss the corner of your mouth, tasting the mixture of himself and you. "every last bit of you."