#i’m so *head in hands*

[starspilli]

dc cowboy doodles & wips !

[stuckinapril]

friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me

[revvethasmythh]

Thinking about Caleb “I-use-people’s-full-names-to-show-intimacy” Widogast and the way he calls Veth “Veth the Brave.” It’s not all the time—it’s rarely used, actually, saved for specific moments, only when he’s using the fondest of tones, with the most admiration, and how calling her that is more intimate than just “Veth Brenatto.” Because Veth the Brave is both of her identities. It’s Nott and it’s Veth, it’s their co-mingling, it’s her in her entirety. Veth the Brave. That’s why it’s so intimate, because he is speaking to all of who she is

[strawberrybyers]

being a slut and mentally ill means i’d do really well as a patient in arkham asylum

[omtai]

just some stratospheric strays 🌠

[shepscapades]

In which maybe the weight of how everyone treats Jimmy is too heavy to separate between worlds, and in which Jimmy carries the weight until he can’t and decides to do something about it.

(And in which someone reminds him that he’s still loved, if only by one person.)

[just-bee-lieve]

1985 - WILLIAM AFTON

look at my animatic, boy…..

[yonch]

obligatory hand headcanons (handcanons if you will) for the isats

[toastcryptid]

Continuation of this

[sicktrix]

I understand how silly and funny EP 4 was but we also gotta talk about some stuff.

The Fix jumping out of the window just like Elias did, getting a mirrored version of the scar The Big Man got from those skates all those years ago, and feeling like he is now apart of something bigger than himself.

Dan Fuck’s hearing the voice of the barista that was kind to Elias, and him waking up thinking he was in heaven after hearing their voice, meaning that Elias’s only true, lasting form of pleasure is him being loved and cared for.

PASHA N. (THE LITERAL EMBODIMENT OF PASSION) BEING A QUIET, NERVOUS LIBRARIAN TYPE FIGURE UNTIL SHE MEETS SOMEONE (THE FIX, AKA HYPERFIXATION) WHO WILL INDULGE IN HER INTERESTS AND PASSIONS, AND THE FACT THAT SHE WAS ICHABOD’S SISTER.

LEON LOGIC BEING FRANK FREEZE???!?!!??!

[rosicheeks]

Him: “how’s my favorite girl?”

Me: …….🥺😳🫣😍🥰😍🥰🥰😍🥰😘🥰🥰😍🥰😘🥰😍🥰😍😘🥰🥰😍😘🥰😍😘🥰😍😘😍🥰😍😍😘

[saturns-space]

i think i enjoy drawing dream more than anyone else because of his features. he has a very square face shape, very strong jawline and chin, those big puppy dog down turned eyes, a cute unsymmetrical nose, small yet full lips.

i adore his eye bags and patchy beard that has a really nice shape and fits his face perfectly. i love his curly ice cream hair. i love how he’s tall and lanky, yet he’s big and sturdy at the same time.

he used to really challenge me every time i drew him because his unique features and proportions were something i was never used to drawing. he is so different compared to the people i used to obsessively draw and i love him so much for it. he has helped me improve so so so much.

he looks very different from a lot of other famous people i’ve been a fan of and used to draw. i think haters find him “unattractive” because they don’t believe he fits the criteria they subconsciously look for when deeming whether or not someone fits the beauty standard. however i think that makes him even more beautiful.

it was a weird experience after he face revealed for everyone because whether you had a very clear picture in your head of what he may have looked like, or had ideas of what he could’ve possibly looked like, i don’t think any of us were expecting this. even i had a hard time hearing his voice come from some random guy, not in a bad way of course it was just something i had to get used to.

but now it makes so much sense. like yes. THIS is dream. and i cannot imagine him any differently. down to his body language, facial expressions, the clothes he wears and how he styles his hair, it fits the person i had only known as a voice for years So perfectly.

he is so very dream and i love him so much thank you for coming to my ted talk

[spirallingstarcases]

so much (for) stardust

[the-travelling-bitch]

Head empty, just Bachira with a breeding kink😔

Acting so sweet with the neighbors’ children until the baby fever’s kicking in

Free me from this cage😩

no because you’re so right <3

do i want children? hell no; do i still read every fic with breeding kink in it? fuck yes

[f!reader]

tw: breeding kink (duh), mentions of pregnancy, pet names, use of mommy (once), cream pie, implied multiple orgasms

Bachira loves playing with the neighbours’ children, chasing them around the yard at gatherings and making them laugh with stupid tricks and jokes

He teaches all of them how to play soccer for sure and is so supportive, encouraging them to practice more on their own too

The kids love him and the parents do too, finally catching a break to catch up with one another while their children are distracted

Bachira always thought they were cute and thought about what it would be like to have his own with you but baby fever didn’t kick in until he saw you bounce a little kid on your hip, smiling as the little thing grabbed your thumb with surprising strength

After that sight, he was a changed man; he started noticing happy families everywhere and couldn’t tear his eyes of the teeny tiny shoes in shop displays

And naturally, you notice that something is up; it’s unlike your husband to be so distracted, normally giving you 100% of his attention

While he’s usually already incredibly handsy, the way his palms cup your stomach more often than anywhere else and trace the skin there isn’t lost on you

So you confront him about it

“You’re so beautiful like this,” Bachira murmured into the heated skin of your neck, lavishing it in kisses and attention as his hips rocked into you, his thrusts slow and deliberate. “My gorgeous wife… you want me to give you a baby, hmm? Make you a mommy?”

By now, only half of what your husband said registered in your mind as you tried to keep up with him. His stamina already outlasted yours by a long shot on normal days but tonight Bachira showed no signs of ever wanting to stop whatsoever.

How many times had it been already? How often had he already stuffed you full since you admitted to wanting a child as well? You couldn’t recall but if the fullness you felt and the mess between your legs was anything to go by…

“Meguru—,” you panted, resisting the urge to close your eyes as you felt a familiar knot curl in your stomach. Instead you blinked up into bright pools of amber and found unmatched passion and determination staring back at you. The way his bangs were sticking to his forehead and single drops of sweat rolled of his chest had you gripping onto his hands intertwined with yours tighter.

“Shit, honey, you’re so good—,” Bachira cut himself off with a deep groan as you clenched around his cock when his pelvis grazed your puffy clit. “So good for me… Can‘t wait to see you all round with my child…”

You whined as his hands left yours but he sweetly shushed you with a kiss to your temple. Not that you had much time to think about it too hard with the way he pushed your legs towards your chest and his thrusts felt just so much deeper.

There was no way he could fit another load in there, not when he already sat so snugly against your walls. But you knew it wouldn’t stop your husband from trying either way. His weight pressing you down further into the sheets had your eyes rolling into the back of your head as his form towered over you.

“I— Meguru—“

Apparently your incoherent babbling made sense to him because he grinned down at you, finally slightly out of breath himself as he neared another orgasm. “Cum for me baby. Just let go, yeah? I got you.”

And with a sob you did, arms looping around Bachira’s neck to hold on to him. Your hips squirmed around to get away from the sinful pleasure but firm hands kept you in place as a familiar warmth filled you up once again, paired with a drawn-out groan into your neck.

After catching your breath, you tried rolling your husband off of you, his cock still nestled deep inside of you, but he wouldn’t budge. Instead you felt more kisses pressed against your shoulder. Even an airy call of his name only got you a distracted hum in response.

“Gotta… Gotta make sure it takes,” he mumbled. The deep tone of his voice in combination with the unwavering resolution of his words made your heart beat quicken again. That’s when you noticed how his cock twitched against your walls, still hard as it pressed against all the right spots.

“Now that I think about it,” Bachira purred right against your ear, “I should give you another one. Just to make sure…”

[clockwrkpendrxgon]

Thinking about girldads firstprince in bed after a long day finally falling asleep when their little girl comes telling them that she can’t sleep so Alex lets her crawl up onto the bed until she is nestled in her dads’ arms while henry tells her a story to ease her into sleep. Alex listens intently, fingers lazily brushing his daughter’s hair and he ends up falling asleep to his husband’s soothing voice with so much love filling up his heart.

[mattodore]

he's waiting on a call he's planning to send straight to voicemail