#i admit it

[nuppu-nuppu]

Open wide

[discofama]

She missed him

[frenchublog]

uwu

[hanksmc]

Faith but Gary is a vampire with a Nosferatu looking (just doodles ok)

[bakubunny]

let's be real. izuku whines every single time you suck his cock. his breath catches so easily and quickly just feeling you stroke his dick through his pants, yet it only gets better when you touch him, kiss him, lick him. his lip is quivering and his hands are so shaky when they're not gripped tightly in your hair. you can see the pretty tears on izuku's lashes when it's too much but it feels too good, he doesn't want you to stop. his sweet voice is so adorable that it sends a shiver down your body and makes your cunt tighten and flutter with need. his shaky whines contrast with the words on his lips that somehow don't stop spilling out even with how much he's moaning. "you suck my cock so fucking good, baby. just like that. fuck, i love you so much. don't stop, don't fucking stop, please...."

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[willisnotmental]

i cannot explain how inlove i am with this woman, so just have my camera roll

plus more but i can only have 30 photos-

[kaedthoughts]

we rlly out here lookin for boys in thigh highs and lingerie? is it finally my time?

[iolaussharpe-24]

I have a new crackship.

I watched Ex Machina for the first time recently and this bugged me so much that I started trying to rationalize it immediately.

Stereotypical Barbie and Nathan Bateman.

No; the dancing isn't the only reason.

I've got a whole thing in my head, but I am WAY too underqualified to write anything.

But like, what would the interaction between these two be? I don't imagine they'd get along right away, even I'm not that delusional, but I think they'd get along really really great after a bit.

Also, I think Nathan's brain would short circut the moment he realizes that she's literally a living Barbie doll. Because: A) either something he somehow doesn't understand is going on or she's a successful AI like what he was trying to build, meaning that someone else beat him to it. Neither of which computes for him. And B) which is that this girl is way too hot to not have all the private bits. Remember, "Sexuality is fun" and he can't believe that she has none. Literally and physically.

Doesn't mean they can't be cute together though. Barbie's asexual, but that doesn't mean she has to be aromantic.

Plus, just because you might not think someone is your type doesn't mean they can't be right for you. Imagine the conversations that two people like Barbie and Nathan would have together. Imagine the existential crisis they'd both have listening to and debating with one another.

I put way too much thought into this and I'm trying not to write it all here because I don't want this to be long and I want everyone else who sees this to have fun too. So please, share my insanity and give it some thought. Imagine the situations. Let me know what you come up with.

[skyward-floored]

Fireflies

I put this on ao3 a week or two ago, and I'm finally putting it on here since I have a minute. Please enjoy Twilight being a mess and Wild doing some comforting for a change :)

Ao3

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“Hey Rancher, are you... okay?”

Twilight blinked at the question, and nodded when Wild caught his eye, looking at him just long enough not to rouse suspicion.

“Fine. Why do you ask?” he replied in a warm voice, ignoring the deep ache in his chest that had decided to appear today.

He was usually pretty good at ignoring it when it surfaced, and even better at hiding it from others. Nobody knew about the thoughts that swirled around in his head on days like these, or the numbness that sank in, and that was exactly the way he wanted it.

Everyone had their own problems, they didn’t need his too.

Wild hesitated a moment when Twilight didn’t say anything further, then sat down next to him, just far enough away to give him plenty of space.

“I don’t know. You’ve just seemed a little... distant, lately I guess. For a few days now,” he said, and Twilight felt the feeling in his chest get heavier, dread making his throat tight.

Someone had noticed.

“I just wanted to see if you were feeling okay,” Wild shrugged as he looked at Twilight. He absently picked up a pebble when Twilight didn’t immediately respond, then tossed it into the stream in front of them, sending up a small splash.

“I’m fine, Champion,” Twilight assured, tucking his arms in so Wild wouldn’t see them shake. Perfectly fine. Just like always.

Wild didn’t respond.

The stream in front of them rushed quietly across the rocks as the evening grew darker. A firefly drifted past, and Twilight held out a hand, encouraging it to land on his finger. The bug flew out of his reach though, and Twilight sighed, watching as it drifted across the stream to join more of its kind.

A sharper ache clenched in his chest, hollow and deep, and Twilight closed his eyes.

He didn’t even know what was wrong, not exactly. This just... happened sometimes. An empty hollow in his stomach.

He woke up knowing it going to be one of those days where he’d have to act like he didn’t want to just lie somewhere and be left alone. He’d laughed at Wind’s jokes and he’d teased Warriors along with Legend and kept up with how he normally acted perfectly, up until he’d slipped away from camp to finally have some alone time, and Wild had somehow picked up on it.

Nobody had ever noticed before.

He glanced over at his friend, Wild having managed to catch a firefly that was now crawling along his hand. It blinked a few times, and then spread its wings again, the little spot of light soon lost among the others.

“Wild?” he suddenly found himself saying. The champion looked over at him when he spoke, tilting his head to show he was listening. “Did... do you ever... w...”

Twilight’s throat suddenly closed up, and he swallowed and looked away, the ache increasing.

Wild waited in silence for him to continue, but when Twilight didn’t reply, he glanced over at him with a worried look in his eyes.

“Ever..?” he prompted softly, and Twilight just shook his head, throat aching.

“Never mind,” he said, the words little more than a whisper.

He has his own problems, don’t add to them by getting him worried about you, your struggles are so small compared to his and you don’t deserve—

A hand rested over his, and Twilight breathed in shakily, trying to just sink back into the numb feeling he’d been half drifting in all day.

“Twilight,” Wild said quietly.

Twilight kept his gaze firmly on the stream in front of them, head tilted away from Wild. He knew if he looked over at him he would lose control of the situation, more than he already had, and the overwhelming urge to just get away suddenly hit him, turn into a wolf and get away from the scrutiny and questions and—

“Twilight,” Wild repeated, and the urge faded, but Twilight still didn’t look at him.

Wild moved his hand so it was actually in Twilight’s, and squeezed it, warm and bracing.

“You can talk to me, you know?” he whispered. “Or... if not, I just...”

Twilight still couldn’t look at him.

He heard Wild breathe in, and then his hand let go of Twilight’s, leaves crinkling as he repositioned himself. Twilight swallowed at the loss of the touch, his throat so tight he didn’t know if he’d ever say anything, the ache so deep and hollow he didn’t know what to do with it and then—

Then Wild put both his arms around him, tugging him into a hug.

Twilight breathed out, the sound horribly shaky, and as his eyes stung, Wild squeezed him, letting Twilight’s head rest on his shoulder.

“Is this okay?” The champion asked in a whisper, and Twilight nodded, his breath only getting shakier as Wild hugged him in a warm embrace.

He squeezed his eyes shut, the ache in his chest shifting and hurting with every tear he forcibly held back. A few escaped anyway, but Twilight ignored them, trying to calm down, trying not to break.

Wild set a hand on the back of his head, slightly awkward, but full of sincere concern, and Twilight leaned into it, a small sob finally escaping his throat.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” he managed to choke out into Wild’s shoulder, and the champion squeezed him even tighter, not saying anything.

Twilight choked on another sob, and suddenly he couldn’t hold his tears back any more, even though he tried to with all of his might. Wild didn’t need this, he didn’t need one more thing to worry about. Twilight was the responsible one, he helped fix issues, he didn’t cause them.

He didn’t want to put more weight on Wild’s shoulders, not now, not ever.

Yet here he was.

“It’s okay, Link,” Wild said in a whispered voice, lightly rubbing his back. “I’ve got you Twi, it’s okay.”

“B-but I...” Twilight croaked, mortified at how weak it sounded. “I’m sorry—”

“You don’t have to be sorry Twi. Just let it out,” Wild said gently, patting his head. “I’ll be here. Just like what you do for me.”

Twilight felt a flicker of warmth, thinking of how he was usually the one doing the comforting, and how Wild was now doing the same for him. It felt... nice.

But then another wave of guilt crashed through him, and he shut his eyes, stubbornly willing away the tears still slipping down his nose. He couldn’t let it out. Not all of it, anyway. Not now.

Maybe not ever.

But Wild kept hugging him, and Twilight swallowed, letting himself sink a little more into his embrace. He wasn’t going to burden Wild with this, wasn’t going to pile on his own problems on top of his, but... but he would let himself be hugged.

He tightened his hold and felt Wild do the same, and the champion held him as he shook in his arms, just like he’d done for him so many times.

[blessedbucky]

all of you think you’re so original after shape of water. you fools. you absolute FOOLS. the real OG fish fuckers were thirsting after mister kisame hoshigaki

[the-simple-creature]

[izayoichan]

Family. 🎶

[mohish-ko]

[stellaluna33]

I, uh... I just want to say that I don't like it when people look at the onscreen connection Rory and Jess have and go, "Oh, that's just because Milo and Alexis were dating." "That's actually just the actors looking at each other." 😕

I don't know, it feels really dismissive and insulting to the actors for one thing. Like they're not really "acting." Like obviously they wouldn't be this convincing if they were "just acting." Gee, thanks. And I mean... Yeah, they have great onscreen chemistry! And sure, I would imagine that the fact that they actually were attracted to/in love with each other would absolutely make it easier to get into character, but it's also not that simple. Real-life chemistry doesn't always translate to on-screen chemistry, and vice-versa! Sometimes actors who have fantastic chemistry on screen actually don't like each other in real life (Luke and Lorelai are apparently an example of this, unfortunately!) And there have been actors who were real-life couples who had surprisingly TERRIBLE chemistry on screen, when they were pretending to be other people!

So, NO, there is no "of course" about ANY of this. When they are on screen, that is NOT "just Milo looking at Alexis," they are professional actors who are focused on being Rory and Jess, and probably spent a lot of time and effort thinking about what their characters were thinking and feeling. It doesn't feel right to me to discredit and dismiss their hard work and talent like that, even if they were drawing inspiration from their own feelings and life experiences, because that is something all artists do.

[kuromispamton2000]

i think Mr. Puzzles can be my third Husband fr, he so hot more when he's crazy-

[organic-sprolden]

NO NO NO WAIT LISTEN TO ME

remember when I said it wouldve been nice if Eddie was the one at the door at buck's dinner with Natalia?

YEAH. IT WOULD'VE BEEN NICE IF EDDIE WAS THE ONE AT THE DOOR AT BUCK'S DINNER WITH NATALIA.

BECAUSE

when she's around, it seems like all bucks past lovers show up somehow right? so Eddie shoes up right after buck is done listing all of them. and Nataliacs like "damn okay" and is leaving and Buck is like "wait where are you going this is my best buddy(ie) pal not lover hahaha that would be crazy"

and Natalia points to the bulletin board buck has of all Chris' schedules and field trips and deadlines and club meets and says something like "right cuz everyone co-parents their best friend's kid" and buck is like "...yeah?"

so she just leaves and Eddie's standing there and then he sees the pasta and he's like "omg I love your marinara sauce" and on instinct buck says "and I love y-"

oh.