#i love my sweet boy

[phishferno]

Anduin Llane Wrynn, the prettiest boy on Azeroth

[meiloorunsmoothie]

just dying over here cause jeremy is such a good comic book villain

[raps-hellion]

my boy auggie! he's been sitting around collecting dust for years, and now he gets his time in the sun.

[wishe-d-doll666]

I love my boyfrienddd 💝

[sourkreem]

birthday hangout!! they went to jasons favourite shitty diner afterwards :)

not him eating a very sugary burger fondant cake

[koyuxim]

" Care to stay for a drink? " 🥂✨

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

while we wait.

may i offer you all a pubby?? lil bby barns?

[danibee33]

[glowwormcave]

little guy not so little anymore :(((

[yuwuta]

satoru physically withers and crumbles every time you return his belongings. he doesn’t know how to tell you that he can only accidentally on purpose leave his glasses on your nightstand, or his jacket on your couch, or his shirt in your laundry so many times before he loses his mind. every time you don’t take he bait, he folds into himself and wonders why you don’t love him anymore and it costs him $22.50 to hear ieiri tell him to suck it up and use his words because he literally has to buy her company (and drinks).

but when you do take the bait, when you do wear his things, satoru thinks it’s all worth it. he can’t explain why it does what it does to him. it’s a sinister kind of possession he wants to have over you, knowing you’re your own person, free to do as you please, but also knowing you’re caged in him. it’s a lovesick kind of gooeyness that melts his heart seeing you fumble with the sleeves of a sweater that’s too long for you. it’s the vision of you seeing you drowning in him—in his clothes, in his things, in him, in him, in him. he’s selfish, he wants to consume you in as many ways as possible, wants you to drown in him, would die happily knowing you were one tenth as enraptured by him as he is with you. he doesn’t know how or why or when you gained so much power over him, but he doesn’t care, he doesn’t want you to ever stop, so if he has to keep pretending to leave his clothes and bags and glasses around then so be it.

[fuckoffwade]

"Say that again, bub?"

Muscle anatomy is my downfall! I have to relearn everything all over again if I want to draw my baby boy.

[egophiliac]

i love your riddle design so much, he's so pointy and british. so gracious. do you think he would enjoy a brazilian goiabada

thank you! ❤️🖤❤️ it's just. important to me on a level I can't explain that Riddle have an extremely pointy nose that he can stick into everyone else's business.

also goiabada is sweet and fruity and red, I think he would like it very much indeed!

not me stealth-editing because I forgot his antenna whoops

[aeonmnei]

— “i’m home,” hajime calls from downstairs. you glance at the clock as you put your book down, sliding your feet into your slippers. “welcome back,” you reply, plodding down the stairs with a yawn. “long game?” 

he runs his hands through his hair tiredly as he leans his elbows on the kitchen counter. “like you wouldn’t believe.” you frown, and wrap your arms around his waist from behind. “there’s leftovers in the fridge. i’ll make you a bath while you eat?” you ask, patting his hip. 

hajime groans softly, his hands on his face. “that sounds great,” he murmurs. “sorry i came home late again.” “s’okay,” you assure him, rubbing his back. “i’ll wash your hair, too.”

you sit outside of the bathtub on a stool, lathering his shampoo in your hands as he leans his head back. “lean forward just a bit, my love,” you urge. he complies, letting you run your fingers through his hair in a comfortable silence.

he takes a deep, ragged breath as your hands move to massage the knots in his back and shoulders. you furrow your brows in concern. “does that hurt?” you can see the bump of his spine as he leans his head forward. “no,” he mumbles, and he relaxes, letting out a shuddering exhale. “no. feels nice.”

after a few quiet moments, you press a small kiss between his shoulder blades. “love you forever, haji.”

[its-a-show-stoppin-number]

me after looking at a Harvey (Stardew Valley) fanart for a solid 10-15 minutes:

[beeluckylucky]

Send help

[sob3rdeath]

mdni, please! +18 content ahead. ♡

cw: oral (m!receiving), slight gagging and dacryphilia??

yuuta cries the first time you give him head. and i'm not talking about muffled whimpers or tears on his lash line, he truly starts to sob and hiccup because of how good you're making him feel. you can't blame him, can you? your throat's just too tight and the way you gag around his length is making his head dizzy. such a good, obedient girl for him, hm? he wonders what did he do to deserve it, to deserve this. you look up at him with your makeup all smeared and smiles, almost mocking him as you ask why is he crying? isn't he feeling good? and he just shushes you by bucking his hips up and making you work on him again. and god, everything is worth the moment he lets out a strangled 'i love you so much baby, thank you' the moment he's shooting his potent and thick seed down your throat.

dividers by aquazero.