#hehehe !!!

[where-is-the-sam-standee]

he's in the house that belongs to Vic Michaelis, formerly owned by Sam Reich

The Sam standee is in Vic Michaelis's house, formerly owned by Sam Reich!

[novasjaneway]

The reading god damn rainbow I told you about it for fuck sake

Read a fucking book.

[komihoyinsblog]

One of my favorite obkk scenes is Kakashi swearing Obito and Obito leaning lower to make it more comfortable for Kakashi to do so

[blitzy-blitzwing]

Shockwave’s creepy. :V

[alltimecharlo]

fic where omega!Mack starts to get real embarassed cause he's slicking through his pants whenever his boyfriend so much as touches him, and will eventually notices ❤️

so big brain — love it anon🩵😁 fic under the cut!!

Mack is dying.

At least, that’s what it feels like.

He’s tucked beside Will on the couch in their shared apartment, trying his best to act normal—to watch the movie, to pretend his cheeks aren’t flushed and his thighs aren’t clenched tight, and that he’s not leaking slick through his fucking sweatpants like a needy mess.

It’s not even his heat.

That’s what’s so humiliating. It’s not his heat. It’s not even close. But his body’s betraying him anyway, going all hot and fluttery and wet the moment Will so much as brushes their legs together. The second Will’s hand landed on his thigh, casual and warm, Mack had felt the telltale spark low in his belly. And now he’s basically soaking through his pants like some desperate, eager little pup.

He shifts slightly, subtly trying to angle his hips away. Will doesn’t seem to notice. He’s still watching the screen, calm and relaxed, fingers still draped on Mack’s thigh like they own it.

Mack’s stomach flips.

He tenses when Will’s thumb rubs small circles into the soft fabric of his joggers. It’s barely anything, barely noticeable, but to Mack’s frayed nerves and over-sensitized skin, it feels like a goddamn spotlight. He knows—knows—he must smell like it too. He can practically feel the scent of slick and want radiating off of him.

And Will’s not reacting. At all.

Which is worse. Somehow.

Mack swallows hard. His thighs press tighter together, trying to stop the ache. But it just makes it worse. The pressure makes slick smear higher, hot and humiliating between his cheeks, and he bites his lip hard to keep from whimpering.

“Hey,” Will says suddenly, voice soft. “You okay?”

Mack stiffens.

“I’m fine.”

Will turns to look at him. And Mack knows—knows—he’s been caught. Will’s eyes dip down, slowly, and then back up to Mack’s face. He looks at him for a long moment.

“Are you…” Will tilts his head, curious. “Mack, baby, are you slicking?”

Mack wants to disappear.

He jerks back, turning his face away. “No.”

“Don’t lie to me.” Will’s voice is lower now. Still gentle, but rough around the edges.

Mack flushes from head to toe. “It’s not—I’m not—I can’t help it, okay?”

Will hums, tilting his head again like he’s studying him. “I didn’t say you had to.”

Mack makes a frustrated sound and tries to stand up, but Will’s already got his hand. One firm tug, and Mack lands straddled across Will’s lap, breath knocked out of him.

“Will—!”

“I didn’t know I was driving you that crazy,” Will says, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. His hands slide up Mack’s thighs, warm and slow, settling firmly on his hips. “Is it really that bad?”

Mack hides his face against Will’s shoulder.

“Stop teasing me.”

“I’m not,” Will promises, though there’s laughter in his voice. “I just… fuck, Mack. You’ve been wet this whole time?”

Mack shudders as Will presses his palm between his legs, right over the soaked fabric.

“Will—”

“Shit,” Will breathes. “You’re dripping, baby.”

“I know.”

Will’s voice dips, deeper now. “You got this worked up just from me touching your thigh?”

“Just—just being close to you,” Mack mumbles, still hiding. “It’s like my body forgets how to act right.”

Will groans, the sound low and rough, like he’s just barely holding himself back.

“I didn’t even know you were feeling like this.”

Mack lifts his head, embarrassed and flushed and still squirming slightly in Will’s lap. “I didn’t want to make a big deal.”

Will leans in, brushing their noses together. “You think I don’t want to know when my omega’s this needy?”

Mack’s breath catches. His heart stutters.

“I’ve been hard since the second you sat next to me,” Will admits. “I just didn’t want to push you.”

“Oh,” Mack says, small and surprised.

“Oh,” Will mimics with a grin, pressing a kiss to the corner of Mack’s mouth. “Next time, baby? Just tell me. Or at least climb in my lap sooner so we’re not ruining the couch.”

Mack groans, half-mortified, half-overheated. “Will!”

But Will just kisses him again, and Mack melts into it.

Because even when he’s a mess—especially when he’s a mess—Will always makes it better.

And right now, with his slicked-up joggers and his stupidly hot alpha grinning at him like he hung the stars, Mack can’t bring himself to feel anything but lucky.

♡

[mathematical-cheese]

@tesco-finest-aromantics

Eurasian Magpie (Pica pica), family Corvidae, order Passeriformes, screams at a Little Owl (Athene noctua), family Strigidae, order Strigiformes, who seems oblivious... Madrid, Spain

photograph by Ernesto Orellana

[bonniesbluee]

If ur still taking requests what about like the guys finding out Bob is a virgin or never got a bj one boys night and tease him about it in front of u so of course u change that and take his virginity or give him his first bj

virgin bob ૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა

you had your suspicions. about bob being totally inexperienced. since your...drunken actions led him to sleep beside you, you did notice his tense demeanor despite your mind being cloudy.

that and everything about him? it didn't exactly scream "experienced".

but you felt soo bad when the guys started teasing him while you all were in hangman's hotel room having some drinks.

"seriously?" fanboy inquired, laughing along the other guys. you shook your head, taking a sip of your drink. "w-well i-" bob started before getting interrupted. "i mean are we really surprised?" hangman chuckled, patting bob's shoulder in the most condescending way. "i mean look at him."

thankfully the topic is dropped. but you do notice the way bob kind of deflates. like he took the guy's words to heart. so you decide to...help? "hey." you say as you sit next to him, your thighs pressing against against his.

"oh uh- hey." bob murmurs, offering a small smile while looking at you. you open your mouth to small talk, but you decide to stop beating around the bush. plus, you suspect that he's far too oblivious for any insinuations.

"look-" you sigh, looking up at him. "i want to help you, i guess. if you want to!" you say, and he tilts his head slightly to look at you. rubbing the back of his neck in slight nervousness. "if this is about me being i-inexperienced then you dont need to do this. i dont want your pit-"

you shut him up with a kiss. and he almost immediately melts into it, as if he was WAITING for it. you grab his hand and bring it up to your cheek, softly kissing him in a manner that allows him to be able to catch up to your movements.

you are the one to break the kiss, and he very quietly whimpers. "follow me," you whisper to him, standing up. he grabs onto your hand and follows you like a lost puppy.

he follows you into your room, and he feels his hands physically start to sweat more. you push him into the bed, spreading his legs slightly. "just follow my lead, 'kay?"

you are introducing him to a completely different zone, and he loves it. he's (involuntarily) dreamed about this since he found out he was your backseater. and now its happening...and all he had to do was be himself!

"what do you want me to do?" he whispers, his legs automatically spreading as he sees you kneeling infront of you. "just grab onto my hair, ill do the rest."

he nods, fisting your hair. you pulls his boxers down, slightly taken a back as his dick springs out, hitting his clothed abdomen. "stop staring," he murmurs, and you cant help but laugh. "sorry. it was just unexpected."

"ngh-" he whimpers as he feels your tongue lick around his tip.

you wrap your hand around his base, wrapping your lips around his tip. "f-fuck fuck.." he groans, his head tilting back as he lets out a moan. "that's so good..." he forces himself to straighten up to look at you. the urge to force your head down is building up, but he wants to let you continue going.

slowly but surely, you take him in your mouth completely. you feel him filling up your throat slightly and its progressively getting harder to breathe. "pleaseee..." he whines and you pull him out of your mouth with a pop.

"are you coming baby?" you ask, and oh your eyes and tone is so sensual it makes him nod like a desperate little puppy. "yes please." bob says as he takes his glasses off. "good boy. jerk yourself off." you coo, getting to your feet to start kissing his neck.

"tell me how." he whispers shakily, and you wrap your hand around his to guide him through his stroking. "fuck yes, just like that." he groans, looking up you with the neediest puppy eyes ever. "yeah you like it? oh i bet you do." you giggle softly before he splurts out cum without announcing.

his hips buck up in the air desperately as you gasp in cue. "bob.." you giggle, nuzzling your forehead into his neck. "next time you tell me when you're going to come, okay?" he tries catching his breathe while looking at you. his free hand gently rubbing your back.

"next time?"

[scotchbum]

quick scotch, post art

and bonus

[kingstarkingslay]

Me when

[anonimusunnoan]

I'm gonna raid her fucking wardrobe. I want to wear the CAPES

[thatsmistertoyou]

phannie phrases tournament poll

you asked, I deliver. help me crowdsource enough load-bearing phrases to make some tournaments. the more psychic damage, the better. <3

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[oscmemberandfan]

w…wat..,,.,,,waygu..,,,…😳😳😳

[l1ttle-lover-girl]

★★Tummy pic from★★

★ when I woke up ★

[multiversal-madnessblog]

EL WOOWOO

word of the day: “woowoo”

definition:

[okrosherka]