#fun sexy times

[kinky-cannabis]

You're the delivery guy, @sleepyysagee answers the door like this, what's your reaction? 😈

[pikslasrce]

im ngl that scene in the lighthouse when hes trying to jerk off to the idea of a hot mermaid but keeps getting distracted by unsightly visions symbolizing his guilty conscience and descent into insanity is so real like. it really is like that sometimes

[theeroticlover]

So close yet so far :p (Tease me)...

[nat-20s]

I'm giving Donna Noble some slightly uncanny qualities as little a treat. Nothing that immediately marks her as anything other than completely human, mind you, but there is oddities here and there. Sometimes at night her eyes seem to reflect light in a way they shouldn't, and she seems to be able to see more color in the darkness. One time she stuck her head under water for a bath and when she came up, according to the clock it had been ten minutes without issue. She used to run cold just like her mum's side of the family, but now she neither shivers nor sweats when by all accounts she should. She swears she can hear those whistles that are meant for dogs, and they're bloody annoying. It's not enough that she suspects anything is different about her, at least not like that, but it's enough to be just the slightest bit off from the experiences of those around her.

[psykopaths]

[libidinous-mind]

[my-dark-side78]

[caiabresebun]

I FORGOT TO PUT A CAPTION AHHH anyway i love his design. kissy face

[ghouljams]

reading the fae au has my daddy issues REELING-

i dunno do i want to be held and comforted by one of them or fucked dumb😭🙏

could you maybe do some like paternal/father figurey stuff with any fae boy you want… cant prove the stereotype daddy issues right guys please im more than wanting old me to make me worse…

As previously stated I asked my friend for help writing the original fae!Price post. Gave me the main pointers on how it all worked.

Do you want more actual dad stuff with Ghost and baby? Or is this just wanting older men to be nice to you?

I'm just gonna have Price run some aftercare on his Witch.

You're still a little floaty, still fuzzy at the edges from having your own magic turned against you. You hear Price opening a window to let the smoke out, and you feel sort of cold without him holding onto you. Your whole body aches like you just finished working an overly complicated spell. You turn your head to rub your cheek against the couch, the worn fabric just rough enough against your skin to start to ground you back in your body.

You've done this enough times. Grounding. You stretch your fingers out and- oh, hm. Your hands are still tied behind your back. That explains the ache in your shoulders. Right. Right, you remember. You were bad at following orders, so Price had to- Why does that thought make your heart hurt a little. A small noise escapes you, somewhere between upset and need.

Price is by you in an instant, crouching to be sure he can look in your eyes as he slips his hand under your cheek to hold your face. "You're alright sweetheart," He tells you softly, "we're done, you did good."

You roll your shoulders wordlessly, your throat hurts, he nods and pushes up to reach over you and untie your wrists. You sag with a sigh feeling the pressure around your wrists disappear. Price reappears, looking over your face, checking for signs of distress. The gentle touches are so far flung from the bruising grip he'd had on you not long ago.

"You ok to sit up?" He asks, and you nod, "Good girl, up we go." Price helps you ease into sitting, his hand pressing between your shoulders to take some of the weight from the movement. Your head spins a little, and you make another upset noise at the pain of it. "I know, sugar, I know." His arm slides under your knees, the other wrapping around your shoulders.

You haven't been lifted in years, but your brain is a little sluggish in processing the soft grunt from Price before you're no longer on the couch. You rest your head against his shoulder, ground yourself a little in his scent. Or you try to, but the lingering tobacco and morning glory give you another shot of the brain fuzzies.

You drift for a while, settled at some point on the edge of your tub. The rush of water and smell of sachet herbs doing little to pull you back to earth until you are actually submerged. Magic sloughs off of you as you sink under the warm water. You hold your breath and stare up at Price through the refraction.

When you pull yourself back up to oxygen you feel like you're in your body again. At least magically. Price's hands catch your shoulders before you can tip forward back into the water. "Easy sweetheart," He tells you, his hands are rough and calloused, another feeling to ground with. You take a deep breath, trying to pull yourself from the non-magical portion of this. The soft dreamy space you'd settled in, the need to please him with little care to your own needs. "Not in a rush," Price presses your shoulders back against the end of the tub, "Just breathe, I'm not going anywhere," You close your eyes, rest your cotton stuffed head against the edge of the tub, "You did so good, I'm so proud of you."

You don't really know why he's telling you that, but it helps. Makes your ribs unwind a little. He pulls one of your hands from the water and digs his fingers into your palm, dragging and rubbing the ache from your hand before moving up to your wrist. Price pulls the pain out of your limbs as easily as he pulled the thoughts from your head, whispering soft sweet things to you until you're starting to doze.

"All mine," He murmurs, pressing his lips against the pulse in your wrist. You hum assent. All his.

[silver-horse]

unfortunately I have opinions about the ascendant astarion ending and I have been holding back from saying it. but it's a problem that applies to the whole game and it's been annoying me

what's actually weird about the ascendant "romance" scene is that the writer considers it a tempting option for the player. They wrote it to be bad, but they also think it's a fun and sexy option. Same goes for the haarlep scene which they also wrote that way because they find it sexy. Except finding this sexually appealing entirely hinges on the idea that the player is a submissive. So RIP to a scene that the rest of us could have found sexy because the lead narrative designer was a submissive. lmao

In this game you can have a scene where you have to kneel for a male character. But you can never have a male character do the same for you. (Halsin doesn't count. It's a vanilla scene, he is not submissive there and we are not even asking/telling him to kneel down) You don't get such options, not even if you play a drow female! RIP the number one reason for playing drow female to be honest. lol You can kneel and fully submit to ascendant astarion or fully submit to mizora or fully submit to haarlep or submit to lae'zel or submit to minthara. you can get whipped by abdirak or you can tell him "touch me and lose a hand" he even responds positively to this remark and yet the possibility to flip the dynamic doesn't exist. There is never an option where a male character truly submits to the player. RIP to a scene that would have been the opposite of the traditional dynamic. the potential that existed but they never used the opportunity

By the way, how interesting that Lae'zel is dominant but she is a woman so ofc you get the option to tell her “no you will submit to me”. You never get such switch options with any of the male characters... Obviously it's not ascendant where they could have made that an option. My point is that it's NEVER an option among so many male characters.

It's a cool idea that the bad ending in a romance means "I saw this character as a sex object" except it falls apart when the scene is very sexually unappealing to anyone who is more dominant leaning. If I see a character as a sex object then I would place them in sexual situations which are appealing to me. so the message doesn't quite work. because there isn't anything that I can selfishly choose for myself just because I like it and I find it sexy.

[skitskatdacat63]

2009 Malaysian Grand Prix - Red Flag - Mark Webber(ft. Fernando Alonso)

[taichouu]

These are meant for all genders AND ages regarding characters! Can be answered for your blorbo, your self-ship, or just a character you really like or care about right now! ^_^

This poll isn't necessarily about attraction, just what you feel resembles your special little freak :-)

I'd love to hear your choices in the tags, tell me about your faves !!

[plistommy]

First ’part!’

Steve dropped Robin off at her house after the drive home from college, laughing as she gave him that disappointed parent look while getting out of the car with her duffle bag.

He told her he was going to Eddie’s with a grin.

”You’re gonna make me puke,” She groaned ”No need for details tomorrow. And remember tomorrow too, we got an 8am shift. You better be there.

”Yeah, yeah! Love you!” Steve laughed as Robin pushed the car door close and flipped him the bird.

When Steve got to Eddie’s trailer, he bit his bottom lip with excitement as he parked his car and got up. He knew he had just gotten up from a six hour drive, but he still made sure to look as good as ever as he walked to the front door and knocked on it with a smile.

Surprisingly, Wayne was opening it and Steve straightened his posture immediately with a big smile.

”Hey, Wayne!”

”Steve,” the old man smiled. ”Back from the trip?”

”Yeah! Just dropped Robin off. It was nice, she really liked the place.” He said smoothly.

”That’s nice.” Wayne hummed. ”Eddie’s in his room practicing and I was about to head out for work. Feel free to come in and make yourself at home. I’m sure he’d like to see you.”

”Thank you.” Steve said with a smile. He knows how to act with parents. Always with respect and a little bit of that Harrington charm of his. Wayne was a nice man.

When Steve walked inside, Wayne told him they had food in the fridge and some beer, reminding him to tell Eddie to take a break from his practice because ’he always listens to you’ and then he was gone.

Steve took a deep breath before he started to walk towards Eddie’s room at the very back, the loud noise coming from his beloved electric guitar growing louder and louder as Steve got to his door.

He pushed it open, knowing knocking would be useless because Eddie wouldn’t be able to hear him.

Eddie had his dark hair on a ponytail, tattoos on display as he was shirtless with only sweatpants on - Steve’s sweatpants - while sitting on his bed with a concentrated look on his face.

And fuck did that make Steve horny as his eyes slowly took in all of him. His arms as he played, those fingers and especially the heavy outline of something big inside those sweatpants.

Steve had to bite back a moan. He needed to get it together, but who could blame him when his boyfriend was this hot.

The said boyfriend hadn’t noticed him yet, so Steve took a step forward and stopped right in front of Eddie and that’s when those big brown eyes looked up.

The playing stopped immediately.

”Steve?”

”Hey, babe.” He grinned.

Eddie was gaping at him before he was throwing his guitar to the floor, carefully, and got up. He wrapped his arms around Steve’s waist and pulled him into a kiss, making Steve go little bit on to his tiptoes as Eddie pulled him closer.

Steve laughed a little but happily laid his hands to Eddie’s soft cheeks and deepened the kiss.

They made out for what felt like hours before Steve pulled away and took in Eddie’s flushed face.

”Missed me?” He said oh so sweetly and that got a reaction out of Eddie as he pinched Steve’s sides.

”Asshole,” Eddie started, the deep voice of his going a little high pitched when he was annoyed. ”You almost made me a dead man, you know that, right? And to hide it under my pillow for fucks sake. Wayne almost found it when he tried to change the sheets—”

”Wow wow wow, he tried to change your sheets? I thought he was picking up cans?”

”They were dirty because a certain person made a mess of himself last time and I didn’t have energy to, but not the fucking point, Steve!”

Steve just giggled loudly as Eddie went on and on about what a tease he was to leave that type of polaroid behind when he’d know how crazy Eddie would go over it.

Like that wasn’t the whole point.

Steve liked to be a tease.

When Eddie was rambling too much, Steve stopped him with a kiss on the lips and it worked, every single time.

He untangled Eddie’s hair and pulled him closer.

Eddie groaned into the kiss, hands roaming down on Steve’s body as they happily found their spot on top of the younger boy's ass.

A squeeze.

”Mhm, Eddie…” Steve moaned as he pulled back, letting Eddie kiss down his throat as he played with his ass.

Maybe he had been a little worked up too for the past three days. He just had it easier with Robin and their plans for the days to have some distraction while Eddie was at home with the polaroid.

Steve still wished he could’ve seen Eddie’s face when he found it.

It was of Steve's ass, but what drove Eddie so over the edge over it was how the picture was taken. With Steve spreading his right ass cheek so Eddie could see a small glimpse of his hole that was wet from lube.

And a small ’Missing your dick. Xo, Steve’ written at the bottom of the polaroid.

Eddie always loved when he spread his cheeks for him, so Steve did it on purpose.

”You drove me insane with a picture like that. Have no idea how much I've wanted to fuck you for the past three days. How much I’ve jerked myself off thinking about it being your hole wrapped around my dick…”

And oooh yeah. Steve was gone.

He pushed Eddie down to the bed, coming to straddle his hips as he leaned down to kiss him again. He grinded down to the other’s clothed cock and it made him already whine like a pathetic slut.

Steve wanted it so bad.

Eddie rubbed his ass and gave it a smack as Steve grinded down harder.

”Oh my god—” he cried and buried his face into the crook of Eddie's neck.

”Hmm, and you said I would be the one not being able to hold back?” Eddie said smugly.

”Fuck you,” Steve moaned and pulled his head back. ”Need your dick like, really badly, dude.”

Eddie chuckled and patted his cheek before pushing Steve off and manhandling him to lay down onto his belly.

”Oh, I know you do. Was the big boy so desperate for not being able to have my cock inside for three days?”

Oh god, this was so embarrassing, but so so hot. Steve just couldn’t believe he was the first one to crack after all of that teasing.

He arched his back as Eddie pulled down his tight jeans and underwear with one go and then he felt a hot tongue on his hole and fingers and fuck.

Steve had missed this. Even though it had only been three days.

Eddie always ate him out like he was made for it. He knew Steve’s body so well and he always left him wanting more after he had finished with him. It also helped that Eddie had a long tongue. And the skills coming with it.

He felt ringed fingers spreading open his cheeks as Eddie pushed his head deeper, letting out these obscene sounds as he literally moaned at the taste of him.

Steve couldn’t help but to moan back as he grinded his ass onto the other’s mouth, hands clutching Eddie’s sheets like his life depended on it.

”Missed your ass,” Eddie groaned when he pulled back a little, stretching closer to his bedside table to get the lube and soon Steve felt the cold liquid on his hole and two fingers pushing in.

”Yeeesss…” Steve’s eyes rolled back into his head as they were fully seated inside him. Eddie didn’t give him time to settle, he didn’t even really need it, and started to fuck him with them.

He added a third finger pretty quickly, even fourth one as he fucked Steve open, getting him ready for his cock.

”Eds c’mon! Fuck me!”

”What’s the magic word?”

Steve groaned under him as Eddie pulled his fingers off.

”Please, Eddie,” Steve turned his head, brown eyes glossy with so much need ”Please.”

He was turned around again, jeans pulled off of him and his legs were thrown over Eddie’s shoulders as the older boy looked down at him with a wide grin.

Always taking advantage of Steve’s flexibility.

”Even though I love your ass, I love to look at your face even more.” He purred and then he was lining himself up and finally pushing inside Steve.

And Steve could’ve just cum on that spot.

His mouth was open in a silent scream as Eddie bottomed inside him, always so fucking long and thick Steve felt it in his throat.

Eddie was biting his bottom lip, eyes screwed shut as he was probably trying his best to not cum immediately as well.

”E-Eddie—” Steve whined and Eddie just moaned on top of him.

They kept still for a while until Steve started to squirm.

”Oh my god, Eddie, just fuck me!”

”Yeah, yeah, okay!” Eddie nodded hurriedly and pulled out before pushing right back in, making them both moan loudly.

Steve wrapped his arms around Eddie’s head when he started a rough peace, holding on for dear life as his boyfriend fucking devoured him.

It felt like they hadn’t fucked in years. They were going at it like animals and they probably sounded like onces too because they couldn’t help how loud they got.

Steve was just happy Wayne had left to work. He didn’t wanna think about the poor man hearing all of this.

”Mhm, you take me so well, Steve,” Eddie moaned and Steve just whined as an answer.

He tugged Eddie’s hair and pulled him in for a kiss, but it was more like breathing and moaning into each other's mouths.

”Love your b-big cock!”

”Oh shit!” Eddie cursed, biting Steve’s earlobe as he picked up his pace. The skin on skin growing more frantic as Eddie’s hips met Steve’s ass.

Steve was sure he couldn’t feel his legs anymore, but he didn’t care. Not even when Eddie leaned closer to him and his legs were split apart so widely.

”You’re so beautiful, sweetheart.” Eddie looked down at him and Steve gave a little laugh before Eddie’s dick hit that spot inside him that made his whole body tense as he came.

It felt like he would black out as his orgasm felt like it was never ending. He hadn’t felt this intense in a while.

”Shit you’re perfect, you’re, you’re so—” Eddie moaned as his orgasm hit him, his hips shaking a little as he filled Steve’s hole with so much cum.

They kept letting out little moans as they calmed down, both sweaty and gross. Eddie slowly let Steve’s legs fall down and it made Steve whine pitifully.

Eddie chuckled before dropping down next to him, cock slipping out and he pressed a soft kiss onto Steve’s cheek.

”You alright, baby?”

Steve nodded ”Uh-huh. Just a little… just a little,” he was trying to get out which just made them both crack up.

”I fucked you that good?”

Steve snorted ”Duh, man. You know how much I love your dick.”

Eddie groaned and leaned down to kiss Steve, pushing his brown locks away from his sweaty face.

”You need to stop with the teasing.”

Steve looked at Eddie and grinned ”Why? It seems to get me really good things.”

Eddie just rolled his eyes and patted Steve’s ass.

”I know, darling. But you can just ask me nicely next time.” He grinned, those cute dimples of his showing.

”What’s the fun in that?” Steve pouted ”I loved how you were all whiny when you called me. Soooo desperate.”

”Oh I was the desperate one now? Huh? You were the one to jump on by dick the second you got here!”

”And you let me.” Steve bit back with a sweet smile and Eddie laughed loudly.

”You little shit. I’m so gonna get back at you for this.”

Steve just giggled and let Eddie wrap his arms around him.

”No need, man. I already got your huuuge dick imprinted on my mind. No need for pictures.” Steve said, so casually, but he knew it was making Eddie go crazy.

That was confirmed when Eddie growled, fucking growled and snatched Steve by the hands and pulled them behind his back and...

They were going at it, again.

They had really missed each other.

And if Steve got a little late work the next day, he blamed jet lag. Robin said that wasn’t possible, but Steve kept to his words while she cursed him out.

Thankfully she forgave him the next hour when he brought her her favorite snacks and took care of the most annoying customers.

”How did Eddie react when you got back?” Robin asked when they were closing off.

”Thought you didn’t wanna know.”

”You’re right,” She sighed ”But I do wanna know if he gave you a hard time like you deserved to.”

Steve grinned a little and that’s all Robin needed to know as she gagged and made a face.

[tswwwit]

i have a counter argument to the 'only one person can boop bill' thing, mabel. she's the type of person to slap stickers on people, she would definitely be the type to also boop others occasionally and bill would be no exception. she probably doesn't do it to annoy bill like dipper would, but maybe as a form of a friendly gesture, kind of like those people who will lightly punch friends in the arm when they hang out.

You know what? Good point. Mabel would get away with more than most, as a fun-loving lady! Bill understands those impulses, and being a touchy person! He indulges in similar ones himself.

Though when Bill's not in the mood to be playful and gets booped anyway? The 'sister-in-law' status grants her considerable grace.

[coffee-with-a-view-2]

A very merry Christmas

[iraprince]

Hiii, i love your stuff and kinda from a distance really look up at you for, in my perception, being able to express yourself without giving a fuck. Thats sick dude, Im so so afraid, of absolutely everything, its nice to think like i might grow into someone less apologetic of my existence. Nice to see people just being yknow

hey, thank you, this is really really nice. the secret that is probably not a secret is that i am also deeply afraid a lot of the time lmao -- but less than i used to be, and in ways that feel less stifling and self-suffocating, if that makes sense.

like, it used to be "i'm scared that if i express myself the way i want to, everyone will find me obnoxious, so let's just sand those edges down to be safe" -- now my fears are more like "now that i'm expressing myself in a way that feels natural and real, i'm afraid that it's all stupid/vapid/not worthwhile or meaningful" (<- specifically abt my art) or "i'm happy that i talk and act the way i want to now, but what if it makes me impossible to befriend," etc etc etc. which still feels bad and puts me in a funk a lot of the time but at least it's a fear that comes After/in reaction to doing stuff, rather than a fear that STOPS me from doing stuff, you know? like, it's evolved into a kind of fear that's less in my way.

anyway. i believe you'll experience something like this, because wanting to grow is the first step of growing. the fact that u hope or wish for something different means you're already on your way. to fewer fucks!! or at least distributing the fucks u give in a way that serves u better