#i tried me best

[baekslight]

Junmyeon & Baekyhun filming for EXO' CLOCK

[evilfranzkafka]

quick work peter

[hinamie]

10 years later

[magentasnail]

I'm absolutely obsessed with the book of bill, best thing i've ever read and it no joke gave me actual nightmares !! 100/10

[separatist-apologist]

Genuinely, and I mean this kindly, but learning to recognize bait and not engaging with it will change your fandom experience.

[mindie-arts]

Fuck it *ponifies your military men✨*

This might be my new obsession-

[courfee]

oby jeggy is a different kind of dsfkdsf so here is them from the first fic in that series, i will touch you with my mind by my love @itsjaywalkers

[s0fter-sin]

thinking about the way ghost doesn't hesitate to start killing shadows when graves betrays them but soap only takes one hostage

you can almost hear the voice in his head telling him it doesn't have to be this way; they can still talk it out

"i'm calling shepherd"

his first instinct when confronted with betrayal is to play it by the books: to go up the chain. that goes against everything we've seen him do. he bucks authority at every chance except for the one time he's confronted with the barrels of his allies' guns

he wants a peaceful resolution; for the first time we've ever seen, he doesn't want violence to be the answer. there has to be another fix, a solution that doesn't end with him killing the same men he's been working with; his friends

nothing's happened yet

it doesn't have to go this way

but ghost has been betrayed before. he knows the way this ends; either with him six feet under or his enemy

he doesn't hesitate

it's only when they knock alejandro out that soap shoots; when they spill the first blood and cross a line they can never come back from

only when ghost orders him to run and he has to cover his retreat

and somewhere along the line, between civilians’ screams and taunting voices, between his shaking breath and ghost steady in his ear, that naivety is stripped away; his trust turned to teeth that he uses to sink into throats of men he'd have given his life for

"be careful who you trust, sergeant; people you know can hurt you the most"

he's learned the price of trust

just like ghost did

but unlike ghost, he has someone to guide him through the aftermath

"good advice, It"

[shepscapades]

[Part 1] [PART 2] [Part 3]

The unexpected return of a face Xisuma never thought he'd see again.

[kidokear]

Perceptor has two (2) modes when it come to Brainstorm. XD

I've been craving Simpatico lately, and I needed a break from a full illustration. ^-^

[tea-cat-arts]

The childbearing pills haunt me and raise so many questions

[cacaocheri]

this mental image wouldn't leave me until i drew it so here you guys go

[cas-poisoning]

Do y’all remember how they literally wouldn’t talk about destiel even after the confession and the end of the show? Like that whole year+ of conventions after the show ended they were still tiptoeing around it. Now we have *Jensen* saying it’s clear text and willingly showing up to a panel introduced as a destiel panel. 2021 spnblr would be a wreck rn.

[hinamie]

I'm always pushing you away from me / but you come back with gravity / and when I call, you come home

[backtocarousel]

bf!chan who gives back hugs whenever he sees your back turned to him, every minute every second.

bf!chan who is unable to keep his hands to himself whenever he's near you. hugging you, kissing you, stroking your hand, everything.

bf!chan who gives soft kisses and pecks to your neck, rubbing his nose as he does it.

bf!chan who is so eager to give but so reluctant to receive, he wants to treat you like the royalty you are.

bf!chan who takes you on star gazing, walking on the beach at 4AM, driving around the whole city, watch the sunset and sunrise as you eat a tub of ice cream together type of dates.

bf!chan who shows up at your house no matter what the time is to kiss you after you jokingly text 'i want to kiss you'

bf!chan who lets you paint his nails whatever color you want. purple? he loves it. metallic gold? perfect. pink glitter? his favorite.

bf!chan who spoils you like crazy. he wouldn't let you say no to him. if he could, he'd give you gifts every millisecond. he loves your reaction.

bf!chan who never forgets anything you mention, even the smallest details. he has his attention on you 25/8. you say you like sunsets? he'd take a picture of them everytime, send a pic and say 'reminds me of you' or 'not as beautiful as you are'

bf!chan who keeps a picture of you in his wallet, and also a picture of you in a locket necklace. everytime he's away from you, he'd look at them.

bf!chan who says 'you look beautiful' everyday even if he didn't see you at all. he knows you look beautiful no matter what.

bf!chan who takes you slowly, whispering sweet nothing's in your ear as he moves slowly.

bf!chan who loves missionary, so he could kiss all over your face and watch how you crumble under him.

bf!chan who does anything you asked. you like rough? he'd make you pass out. slow and sensual? prepare for tons of hugging and kissing, feeling your breath mix with his.

bf!chan who never lets you unsatisfied. that man will NEVER stop unless he sees you have the best orgasm of your life.

bf!chan who takes you anywhere and anytime he could. (with your consent ofc!!)

bf!chan who loves eating you out and satisfying you. his priority is you and only you, he doesn't care about himself much. but if you say you want to suck him off or ride him, who is he to say no?

bf!chan who loves when you take control. maybe he would admit it. but probably not. he loves it when you finger him, order him around, and maybe peg him. (hehe)

bf!chan who is a god at bed, but also a god of aftercare aswell. he'd carry you to bathroom, wash you and massage you. you are not allowed to refuse.

[visionsofmagic]

day 2: ryomen sukuna [breeding kink]

࿓ synopsis • sukuna just wants a womb to put his babies in but it changes when he fucks you.

―❦ nsfw, explicit language, f!reader, heian era!sukuna who has fours arms, concubine!reader, contains of a bit dark themes, licking, marks, pet names, humiliation, sukuna is being sukuna, a bit of fluff, sex addiction, fingering, cum, overstimulation [‘is all I guess?] • 1.8k • the first time I am writing for my favorite villain from jjk. Excited but there can be mistakes. enjoy! [kinktober m.]

“fuck brat!” a dark chuckling, mocking you as his crimson four eyes look at below - at the mess you are making because of his thick cocks inside your walls, deep enough to make it ache like hell yet magnificent enough to give you the pleasure no one can. “look at how my seed is coming out of your pathetic pussy.” 

he doesn’t wait for you to respond- to even comprehend what he’s saying, holding your smaller face by the chin as his palm stays on your cheek. 

he lowers your head down, making you look at his cocks disappearing inside your pussy, and a bit of his hot semen dripping from it to his abdomen. 

“it’s-“ you try to say, sounding husky since you have only moaned, and screamed in the last few hours. closing your eyes, a jolt of electricity mixed with pain and pleasure runs through your body, even in veins, when he moves his hips, thrusting into you one more time before making you sit on his cocks once again - oh, his two damn big cocks should’ve ripped you apart if he wasn’t this gentle, surprisingly calm and gentle because he wants you to stay alive - you will have his legacy inside your womb after all, the reason why he fucks you for the past few hours.

“is it too much?” mocking again, his tongue on the abdomen takes a lick from your abdomen, traveling to your breasts from there, sending another mix of tears and moans.

“suku – aghh!“ a slap on the ass, “my king! oh, it’s - it’s too much! I can’t - I can’t -!” 

he only laughs at your poor attempts, “you can’t?” he asks, not a question though, only a treat as he sounds like pure poison. one of his hands holds you from your neck harshly enough to make you shake in fear for a moment while the other free one caress your hair - the opposite actions of his two arms gives you a dizzying sensation that takes your logical side from you, giving you pure insanity in return.

“be grateful that I fuck you whore,” his other two hands hold your waist as he makes you move forward and backward, riding you slowly. you only hear your own breaths as if there is nothing left inside your lungs, eyes already blurred that look at his bastard but attractive face, hands standing beside you because you have no brain to use them, not anymore, not after he fucked you in 5 different positions already. “there are thousands of women and men who beg for my cocks, you know that, right brat?” 

his hands move from your waist to your ass, grasping the flesh tightly – too tightly to leave red marks as you believe after feeling a sudden heat rushing to the skin he is holding, however, he doesn’t care at all – why he should anyway? you’re just one of his concubines – maybe his favorite one for the moment, and him showing you mercy and a bit of affection – unlike he does for others – doesn’t mean anything; you’re just there to take his hot semen every now and then, whenever he wants to fuck that pussy and brain of yours so that you can have his legacy inside you, heir to him – lots of heirs.

“puff –“ he says, scoffing after that, picking you up – a pathetic and cuckdumbed woman in his arms, he thinks, gazing at your half-closed eyes, agape mouth – salvia running out of it, “disgusting,” he says in a low tone but contrary to his words, his actions are proof that he likes what he sees because he keeps going and going until his eyes travel from that open mouth of yours he wants to put one of his cocks in, to your breasts full of biting marks that turned to red, moving to your pussy from there.

his cocks’ tips standing beneath your pussy that is pouring his semen ‘cause it is too fucking much.

shaking his head in arrogance, he puts your body on his lap with a bridal style, left hands staying on your back while a free one stays on your pussy, caressing it and he watches how your body begins to shake again, a hand is put on his chest, holding his wide open sleeve’s side tightly as if you have right to do that, and even your head fall into his shoulder, breathing rapidly yet lowly as he holds your body close to him.

why he does that – why he allows you to do that; remains unanswered.

he doesn’t think much, not now, he has a desire to put that damn semen into your wide-open pussy.

holding your thighs apart, his fingers – two long and thick fingers enter into your messy slit, white wetness joins into hot walls one by one, and it continues until sukuna is satisfied with it. “do not fucking dare to move now, woman.” he treats you. he sounds he is one step away from breaking your neck if you do move. you should fear him, you know, oppositely, you do otherwise, giving astonishing state to sukuna, making him freeze for a moment when he feels you getting closer to him, a hand travels on his neck, and a head sits on his shoulder, you even open your legs wider.

you don’t say anything, the mouth is too dry to speak aloud; he gets it though – and that gives satisfaction to him, and his responses end with a new position.

being the definition of menace for desires live within him, and you witness it when he puts you on the carpet, hovering below you as he cages you between his four arms, then, one of them appears on your abdomen, pushing it into the floor – gently yet it feels terrifying.

you look into his crimson eyes, hoping to see sanity inside them – what a fool you’re to try searching.

no, no – you think to yourself, conscious coming back even though you're high – he will not fuck you as a concubine now, he will fuck you as if you’re his queen, you’re so sure of it and the words slipping out of his smirking mouth prove you right.

“I will fuck so many babies inside this womb that you won’t be able to even walk, pretty slut,” a compliment, huh, sounds different than you thought, still, gives a jolt of happiness throughout your entire body that lying beneath his massive body, ready to take him one more – or maybe even more – time.  “I will make a fucking queen out of you with my children. don’t you worry whore,”

the only thing you can remember is seeing his big smile – entertaining before the only thing you can comprehend is his presence below you, behind you, under you – hands conquers every part of your body because you’re his – the one who will give him heir, stay beside him, being a fucking queen of kings of curses. “you’re entirely mine now. mine to have – fuccck! – mine to fuck! and mine to breed.”

❦ tagging: @lilvampirina !