#damn him being hot

[mondodisco]

It is too late for you now, my brain has just told me that it likes Firefly. Mutuals, fear me.

[crybaby-bkg]

“I thought I was supposed to be the one worshipping you today,” you say in a gasp, eyes fluttering close as you grip the sink counter tight in front of you. Bakugou only huffs a little laugh, his nails digging into the fat of your ass before he taps his palm against the flesh hard, eliciting a little hiccup from you.

“‘S my birthday, so what I say goes.” he tells you muffled, the vibration of his words making your knees quake. he has to hold you up, but he doesn’t care, finds the weight of you pressing back into him something he can get drunk off of.

he woke up nearly right after you did, trying to squeeze you close to him in bed but you scrambled out of his hold, promising to make him breakfast instead. you hadn’t expected him to follow you, to press you against the sink, to nip at your neck and kiss his way down to where your underwear rested on your hips. hadn’t expected him to drop to his knees, to worship, to kiss, to taste you. hadn’t expected him to lick you so sweetly with such a rough tongue through the fabric, for your arousal to bleed through onto his waiting tongue.

“Better than breakfast,” he mutters against you, thick fingers spreading you wide to get a good look at your winking hole, how it drools down the inside of your legs. he spits on it, diving back in to follow the trail, his lips puckering as if kissing you in such an intimate way, you think your vision goes black for a moment.

“Make me cum,” you whimper to him, his lapping pushing you up onto your toes, your hips digging into the sink counter. you reach a hand back to hold his face still with a grip on ash blond locks, grinding yourself against him until his face becomes sticky, but he grins all the while. rolls his tongue from his mouth, lets you use him because there’s no better present than being able to please you.

it comes out as a gush, your pleasure. sprays all over his mouth and chin and neck, your cries stuttered and high, your eyes clenched shut, your entire body shaking from the stimulation that overtakes you.

“Even better than birthday breakfast.” Bakugou grins, nose slightly scrunching at the tug to his hair when he slurps at your hole that still drips for him, spitting back the contents once more. he doesn’t catch it this time, just watches the thickness of his spit mingle with your pearlescent stained cum, thumbing open your cheeks to watch your hole clench and unclench from the scrutiny, the wetness slipping down your thighs.

he kisses you once more, a smacking sound, humiliating, before letting your cheeks go. not without another smack on the roundness of them, nipping at the red and warmed mark of his palm that he branded on you just moments before.

“A lot fucking better.” he tacks on once more about the stupid breakfast. you glare at him over your shoulder, even though he’s the one who’s keeping you held up right now with his firm grip around your still twitching hips.

“You’re gonna stop shading my cooking, asshole.” you bite at him, unable to hold back a shudder when you catch his devious grin, the bottom half of his face and neck still wet from your squirting.

“You caught that?” he asks with an innocent cock of his head, pressing another innocuous kiss to your warmed flesh. you tug at his hair a little harder this time, knowing it’s something that the birthday boy loves, especially by the way he’s damn near leaked through his white boxers.

“Shit head.” you mumble, but he only grins wider, his eyes flickering with the promise of devouring you whole today. just as a little birthday treat, he supposes.

[natelia-aldelliz]

"So what's his damage," Soap whispers to him as he's floating above Ghost's sleeping form, in the plane on their way to Mexico.

Roach snorts. "Would be faster to tell you what's not broken, honestly. Though I guess his fiancé dying on him was probably the final straw, what convinced him to just... Close off, I guess."

Soap's face contorts in earnest empathy. "Ah shit, sorry," he says. "Did ye know them well?"

Roach just stares at him. From the little he's seen of him in the field, he's extremely competent, smart and resourceful. He's also apparently quite dumb. He's lucky that's exactly the kind of person Roach likes.

He sees the exact moment the realisation hits him, his pretty blue eyes going wide. "Oh, you're the- okay, damn, sorry man."

Roach chuckles. "You should have said 'that's rough, buddy'. It's been five years, I've accepted my fate. I'd just... Like for him to do the same."

Soap hums. "It's a complicated issue," he whispers. "But I have to say, most ghosts that haunt their partners like it better when they haven't moved on."

"Why would I want that," Roach frowns. "I want him to be happy. I want him to have friends. I want him to live his life."

Soap smiles.

"I'll have ye know I'm trying really hard to be his friend," he says.

"Don't take it personally when he treats you like an arsehole, it's on purpose, to make you flee and allow him to keep wallowing in his misery."

Soap nods. "Thanks for the tip."

"... You really mean it? You really wanna be his friend?"

Roach finds out right now and then that Soap's smile holds the power of the fucking sun.

"Yeah! He seems really cool and I love making friends."

That's a golden retriever in human form, Roach is sure of it now. A really pretty human form as well. Anyway-

"He's also really hot under his mask." Why did he say that?? Roach tries really hard not to facepalm. The man just met them, it doesn't matter if he knows he's Simon's type (and his), he just wants to be friends, what is he doing... He doesn't even know if he likes men! He can only blame that on the five years he spent without social interaction.

Not that he was that good at social interaction when he was alive, but that's not the point.

Soap sputters for a few seconds, cheeks pinker. That's... Interesting. Damn, he really has a one track mind sometimes...

"Hum, guid tae knaw," Soap says finally, his accent thicker. Is he that flustered? Does that mean Simon has his chances?

If someone had told him years ago that he would be flirting with a co-worker, as a ghost, on behalf of his unaware still living fiancé, he'd have laughed probably.

[jessieren]

Random photo set but I love how he interacts with the cast and crew in the behind the scenes shots.

He’s so smiley and lovely… he truly seems like a kind, funny and interesting person.

And that’s why we adore him…

Well… and a few other things but mainly for being adorable

And hot

[iheartjameshetfield]

I've had this one thought going crazy in my mind for a while now,, lotus position with '99 james,.. just sayin...😵‍💫

OMGOMGOMGOMG

i honestly fucking love lotus position it’s just so intimate and cute and sweet and james would totallyyyyyy be down for it anytime.

you’d both be lazily grinding into each other as you tug on his hair, using it as leverage to make him face you as you pull him into a heated kiss. his tongue starts moving against yours with the same fervor while he squeezes the soft flesh of your hips, moaning into your mouth.

“so fucking perfect” he’d murmur, trailing his lips along your jaw and neck until finally settling against your collarbone. he nibbles on your skin, marking it and then licking to soften the pain.

you start circling your hips around him faster, trying to catch your release. “james…” you’d whine.

“i know, baby” he moans at the feeling of your erect nipples rubbing against his skin. “i know, me too.”

he increases the pace of his thrusts when you start to sloppily rut into him. he nuzzles his face into your cleavage, attempting to muffle his moans into your breasts but it was fruitless.

with the new speed and the vibrations against your skin, it didn’t take long for you to finish, clenching around james’ girth. he straightened his back as he continued to pound into you, searching for his release, causing you clit to run against his pubic bone repeatedly, adding to the stimulation and pleasure.

your cum start to quickly spread around yours and james’ thighs and stomach, the extra slick making it easier and more pleasurable for him to pound you. you lay limp in his arms, not being able to function as you rest your head on his shoulder and into the crook of his neck.

you bring your hand up to play with the small locks of hair as he licks and sucks at your cleavage. he brings his hands to your ass, making you buck into him.

“gonna fill you up so good yeah? you want that? shit, i’m cumming”

he delivers one last harsh thrust into your, unloading his seed into your sopping cunt. he peppers kisses into your shoulders as you both calm down, chests heaving against each other.

“you were amazing, baby” he’d praise, stroking your hair.

i’m the biggest most useless whore for 99 james.

[i-made-a-bg3-blog]

I was having trouble romancing Wyll in my Astarion playthrough for roleplay reasons right up until he was like, "oh by the way, you're the world's most obvious vampire, and if you hurt any innocents, I will wreck your shit. Cool? (Also, I find you very charming.)" Then, I was ready to marry him on the spot.

[radiohead-spiderman]

Hot Gryffindor Casanova Remus Lupin makes me viscerally upset, that man was NOT a Casanova, he was a weird looking, not conventionally attractive loser with chronic back issues.

[thenwhatthefukcisthis]

yes of course i’m imagining him as a 40 year old arthur i’m not stupid

also,

[idungoofed]

[kazumahashimoto]

biggest plot twist in this game is that sidon is really messy

[thatgoddamngingerundercut]

‘Butter’ Jacket Shoot Sketch Day Three - Jungkook

[warpedpuppeteer]

Do y'all over at bucktommy land have bottom tommy content?? I don't go there but I'm assuming top tommy would be more popular. See, me personally, i would love to think that the experienced,confident and older tommy is a bottom and is very, very eager to teach the sweet newly bi buck how to fuck him right. And considering how buck gets, he goes above and beyond and does all the research and blows tommy's back out (in the best way possible). I personally think once Buck gets a hang of dating a man, he'd be a fucking menace (in all sense of the word)

[crybaby-bkg]

ohhh my god I’m looking at all these sex toys for this fic and saw this like pleasure tape that you can use for a lotta stuff and????? thinking about being a brat to gojo and acting like nothing he does is enough for you and he gets a little fed up about being sooo under appreciated!!!

so he lays you out on the bed and goes to work with the tape. tapes your mouth shut and your wrists together. tapes your tits so they sit up nice and perky for him to nip and lick at whenever he damn so pleases. then moves down between your legs, shushes you with condescending coos when you wiggle and plead through the tape for him to let you up, even though you’re wetter than he thinks he’s ever seen you.

and he tapes your cunt from top to bottom, despite your little hiccuping moans about how mean he is to you. at least, that’s what it sounds like, but for that, he still flips you over to tape your asshole too, biting at the flesh when you groan.

and then he leaves you there, wiggling and moaning and looking so pretty for him like this. tied up and teary eyed, and when you beg through the tape to be freed, only then does he feel a little more appreciated because you need him. that’s all he’s ever wanted from you.

[muffingnf]

the fact it took two sniper shots to the head to kill george is so damn funny like they really shot him the first time and was like GOD DAMN THIS ENGLISHMAN JUST WONT DIE!!!

[jessieren]

The hair, the open next shirt, the uniform, the wistful gaze, the tache...

How is this man so fucking perfect

Damn you Evans

Photo: Endeavourneverland

[original-punks]

Time always helps, ill get there 😇