#hes so mmmm

[disgustingtoast]

480p kepa

[keferon]

The tac net crash chapter is one of my favorites so far~

Ah and. Guess what. I just discovered that including this post, I made 50 pieces of fanart for Mistakes on mistakes until.. I’m so sane and normal about this story can you tell👍

[ashwii]

Also now that I remember, here's some more Night drawings I don't think I ever posted >:DD

[elkkiel]

this recording is so damn CRISP and IV is so loud I am weak in the knees mom's spaghetti or something like that

also III going windmill-mode off to the side like he has his hair out to swing around. We love to see it, take care of ur neck tho xo

via u/themanhammer84 on r/SleepToken

[ovaryacted]

I wanna fuck the absolute shit out of him. Till his knees pop. Till his ribs crack. Till his glasses get foggy and the lenses pop out of the frame. LORD I NEED IT!

[marnorourastar]

With your feet on the air and your head on the ground

Try this trick and spin it, yeah (yeah)

Your head will collapse

And there's nothing in it !!, and you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind?

Where is my mind?

Where is my mind?

[llilyrose]

"愛よ 愛よ こっちおいで / 手を開いて 触れる あっちっち" — Hitorinbo Envy

(alternate versions below cut)

how's that act 3 going, sif?

[inkclover]

can’t deny them green fingers🪴

Also bickering family drama lets go—

[echosong971]

Pandemonium

[leafwateraddict]

Sans in Veronica’s clothes……

[jesuistrestriste]

im convinced that art donaldson loves thighfucking— any type of non penetrative sex, really. i think that man would be eager and willing to fuck your thighs, feet, tits, hell even your underarm. its a different type of vulnerability and intimacy…. i hc he picked up the fetish when he started watching porn, figuring it wouldnt be as wrong bc it’s not “real” sex…..

ooooh my god. yes. he does.

when you’re too tired to let him stick it in properly, he’ll ask if he can slip it between your legs or your breasts or against your tummy. all he needs is some skin-on-skin contact and he’s set; plus if he doesn’t come inside you, you two don’t have to worry about birth control. and that’s a win-win, is it not?

art moans into your neck, thrusting himself shallowly between your thighs as you squeeze them together, and his tip strokes your clit every now and then. his strong hand grips your hips and he mewls as he feels himself dribble pre down the inside of your pretty limbs. he fucks himself with your thighs, and lets you do whatever you want.

but—sometimes you’ll lazily scroll on your phone while his hips jolt and his cock kicks against your warm flesh, and it only makes him more hot. more eager.

he wants you to pay attention to him!

just because he’s not actually having sex with you doesn’t mean that he wants you to disengage.

so he’ll fuck your thighs until his balls are slapping your skin and your frame is being shaken up by the force of his movements. he’ll whimper and groan, fingers digging into the softness of your body, while he tries to warn you about the mess he’s gonna make.

as he cries out, his load will squelch and mush stickily between your legs, but he’ll keep himself buried there until he’s too overstimulated to keep his pelvis rocking.

such a little freak.

[yourfavaschips]

senshi from dungeon meshi

Senshi from Dungeon Meshi would be Lay's Sesame Shabu Shabu Potato Chips!

[kindalikerackham]

something i adore about Flint's character is his love for classic books. because like, when he's thinking of talking to his men, his frame of reference isn't the easy personable comradery that grows on people naturally (like Gates, Billy, Silver). he was an outcast in the navy! a poor upstart nerd! a whipsmart career man!

what he does know is the grandeur of the classics. he knows how to speak to Men, how to channel the rage of a collective moment. he knows the romantic swell of a great narrative. when he stands before then, he speaks as a part of that swell. when he stood with Thomas, they spoke in that swell together. Their romance was as much to themselves as to the inherent humanity of people they hadn't even met

And just as the Greatest of Men in the novels don't do things by halves, neither did James McGraw, neither does Flint.

but a man does things by halves. a man will chat and bend their morals and earn trust and friendship by the way they float through others' rules and orders. a man will sully himself and his own narrative and it will be messy

And Flint, James, doesn't think of himself as one of them

this is made all the clearer when Flint says something awkward, something stupid. Because he isn't talking like he's a person. he's talking like he's a Hero, a Villain. he's talking to prop up a greater narrative. and when a man or a woman he's interacting with doesn't see The Narrative he's driving, he can look utterly ridiculous

Flint is embroiled in A Grand, Classic, Romantic Narrative the common man doesn't see

and the writers of Black Sails carefully unfold it to us, the audience

(and to Silver)

[grandfloridbigtallman]

I settled on Patatas, and Greg was delighted… for a while. Then he grew tired of him, as he does with all his material possessions. And as he will with me, eventually. But I’d rather not think about that.

[batsyvie]

she reminds him of his rose

[charmac]

Glennis sighting in the Suburbs