#im off to bed goodnight lol

[merevide]

hiiiii i have returned from the depths of the underworld (self imposed hiatus) (3 week break that felt like 3 years)

[napping-sapphic]

Will personally fight the fireworks for waking up such a sleepy cutie. Wrapping you up in blankets and sending you some comfy noise canceling headphones in spirit

A HERO😭❤️❤️

Not to worry though i went right back to sleep after making that post actually and it was. Such. A good nap like i’m wistful just thinking about it💘

[twilightarcade]

to do list for my eyes Only

[toastsnaffler]

I will say while I've loved most of elden ring I'm really glad I'm down to just 2 more main boss fights (malenia + maliketh) before I start the endgame boss fights... whew 😮‍💨

[lcec0ldheart]

eepy violet and frost chilling together

what the fuck happened. i drunk a decent amount of wine and suddenly i started sketching this in this weird state of delirium -drawing with alcohol in my system was uh. interesting. why the FUCK do I draw better with wine wtf man

-anyways, a while later and well. here we are. messy as hell but uhh new drawing i guess

[lordiavolo]

to be like frank here, redemption is an ever going cycle. when youve been the problem, the toxic ex, the abuser, you have to know you will have to apologize for that for the rest of your life. you will always have to live with the guilt and conscience of knowing how you hurt that person, or mutliple people. and you have to constantly CHOOSE to not repeat that behavior, and its not easy.

when you meet a new friend the topic of who you used to be will come up eventually, and if you have changed youll be honest with who you were. you cant run from it. you cant try to round the corners and make it seem like the other persons fault, or like it wasnt as bad as it was. its really really scary. because everytime you open up about it, its not just the wound of guilt but its also the fear that theyre going to look inside and not like what theyll see.

but you have to keep moving on and you have to keep being honest. and you have to remember that everyone is applicaple for redemption, you just have to work for it and admitting you were wrong with no buts is the first step.

[vriendenboekjes]

isnt this the most beautiful pattern you've ever seen....

[southislandwren]

Ah fuck i am romanticizing the shit out of a sword. I think I’m gonna ration my money for my next 4 paychecks so I can afford a sword and my tattoo (both in august lol) because not getting a sword at this point will be devastating. And yes I did just remember I’m getting a tattoo in august. Hell yeah

Oh edited to add since my birthday is in august maybe I can be like no gifts just money for sword. Because I’m a special little baby I still get gifts from my immediate family but this year? All sword. Let’s get this fucking bread (a sword)

[kaoharu]

im such an eepy girl . . . good night everyone mwahmwah <3

[toytulini]

pain nausea the last 3 fucking days and my shoulders and ribs so much im gonna take out all my fucking bones and become a worm

[orcelito]

Parmeban babel

[two-calicos-in-a-trenchcoat]

Ahhhhhhhh

I wanna watch ofmd

But I dont know if my parents are planning on watching it

I mean I'm definitely cool watching it more than once

But will my dad be upset i didn't wait for him is the question

[rafeandonlyrafe]

no words needed

words: 1.1k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex, established relationship, rough-ish sex (like not really by tumblr standards lol), lingerie

you admire yourself in the mirror, turning around to make sure every strap is in place across your back.

it's not quite your two year anniversary with rafe, it's about a week away, but when you got the lingerie in the mail, you couldn't wait to put it on and surprise him with it.

you take a sip of water as you meander around the upstairs, waiting for your boyfriend to return home.

the second you hear the door open, you rush back into your bedroom, placing yourself on the edge of the bed, back pin straight and chest pushed forward, showing off your barely covered chest, nipples poking through the lace.

you can hear rafes heavy footsteps coming up the stairs, not immediately calling out for you like he normally does. it's the first sign that something is wrong.

“rafey-” you pout when he comes into the doorway, his large figure taking up most of the space, a scowl on his face, hands clenched tight in fists.

“im-im sorry.” you shake your head, trying to cover yourself the best you can. “clearly you had a bad day at work and this was stupid of me-”

rafe cuts you off, suddenly tearing off his jacket and stomping the rest of the way to you. you can feel his scowl still on his face as he kisses you, hot and hard.

his hands begin to explore, not gentle, gliding touches, but grabs and squeezes, feeling up your chest before dropping down to your ass.

you gasp when he delivers a sudden smack to your bum, but rafe just uses your open mouth as an opportunity to plunge his tongue between your lips.

rafe doesn't need to use his words for you to know what he needs at this moment. work clearly sucked, or maybe something happened with barry or his sister. you'll talk about it later. use your words to comfort him, but right now, what he needs is to seek relief in your body.

rafe pulls away from your lips, leaving you panting. he pauses for just a moment, allowing you to blink up at him, a look of pure innocence on your face opposed to his firm set brow and down turned lips.

after that moment is over, rafe begins to move quickly again, flipping you over and pushing you down face first onto the bed.

your pretty lace thong is quickly torn away, rafes large palms pushing your thighs open, viewing both your holes.

“you have while i get undressed to prepare yourself.” it's the first words rafe has spoken since you got home.

you hear him begin to undress, unbuttoning his shirt as your hand reaches down. the shirt falls to the floor as you begin to rub your clit, getting yourself wet and ready for him as he takes his belt off next.

you're significantly wetter once the last of rafes clothes have been discarded as he lines up behind him, pulling your ass right to the edge of the bed so he can remain standing, the tall mattress at a perfect height for him as his cock runs through your folds just twice before pressing against your entrance.

rafe is usually soft and sweet in this moment, slowly pushing in, pressing kisses to your skin as he tells you how good you feel, but he is not his usual self today. he plunges his cock into you in one quick motion, immediately setting a fast pace as his hips begin to thrust.

“oh fuck!” you squeal out, gripping onto the bedsheets with both hands, crying out as he obliterates you, going as deep into your cunt as your body allows.

rafe grips onto your ass, squeezing it and using your plump flesh as a hold on your body as he ravages you, focused completely on getting his sick feelings out, to put him in a better mood, a mood that allows him to kiss you gently goodnight and hold you while you sleep.

usually just looking at you would calm rafe down, but all the shit going wrong with his dealing with barry has overwhelmed him to the point of explosion.

rafe chases that relief in your pussy, grunting aggressively as he tries to move even faster, sweat dripping down his front, cresting the peak of his chest before dribbling down the contours of his abs.

rafes hands move to your thighs, lifting them up as you fall forward onto your face, moaning into the mattress as rafe groans out, your pussy feeling even tighter around his cock at this angle.

one of rafes hands runs lower down your thigh until it reaches your white knee sock, pulling the fabric back until it thwacks back against your skin, a smirk on his face.

his perfect girl, always understanding and strong, the only reason you've lasted the two years with rafe. and now, dressed up just for him.

rafe slows his hips momentarily, bending down to press a kiss between your shoulder blades. “thank you.” he manages to whisper, voice sounding vulnerable even to his ears, but it doesn't last for long as he straightens back out and picks up the pace.

you know you're close, but you're determined to hold out until rafe cums, needing your body to stay pliable and ready for however long he needs to get every drop of anger out.

rafes hands are squeezing your thighs so tightly they're sure to leave bruises in the morning. bruises that will cause your friends to giggle when you're tanning by the pool and the old ladies at the country club to gasp and whisper to each other when you don your short tennis skirt.

you don't need rafe to warn you that he's close, you can feel the way his cock begins to swell inside of your cunt, pushing further against your walls, that he's about to burst.

you allow your own orgasm to breech, screaming and moaning rafes names into the sheets as your pussy clenches around his cock.

rafe swears he sees stars from how hard his orgasm hits, body folding over yours as he cums, putting as much weight as he can into holding you down, flooding you with cum.

you both remain still as your highs work through your body until rafe slumps against you and rolls to the side.

you take another minute before picking your head up, realizing rafes eyes are closed, looking far more peaceful than when he entered.

“wanna talk about it?” you ask softly.

“in the morning.” rafe mumbles. 

you watch his face, the way his pink lips are slightly parted as he breathes, the perfect slope of his nose, his tanned skin and defined cheekbones.

“we should take a bath.” rafe says, making you blink and realize his eyes are now open, staring at you expectantly.

“yeah, sure.” you nod. “whatever you want.”

rafe gets up slowly, but not before pausing to press a soft kiss against your lips. “seriously.” he whispers. “thank you.”

you smile up at him, no words needed.

[huevoconfrijoles]

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ Guess *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

Summary: he wants to guess the color of my underwear

Authors note: I’m so down bad for Joost it’s crazy.

Today was the day I decided to tidy up my room. The closet door barely even closed with all the clothes sprawled on the floor from times in which I swore to myself I would pick them up once I got home. I groaned, looking at the mess I made myself.

I managed to fix and rearrange most of my closet, but not without distractions. I found a bunch of clothes I stole from Joost including shirts and hoodies that were too big for my own body. The scent of his cologne lingered on my nose.

God, I miss him.

Wait, he hasn’t even texted me.

It was getting late, so I showered and got in bed, putting whatever show I came across first on Netflix for background noise. It was another hour before I received a text from Joost.

we just got done

you up? :p

Of course, I was up and he knew it. I can’t sleep without telling him goodnight. I mean I can, but I don't want to

yes im upp

im sleepy tho

I snapped a quick picture in bed showing off the shirt I had clearly stolen from him. A white t-shirt that read ‘I ❤️ Joost Klein’. That man loved himself maybe a bit more than me. I don’t mind.

what are you wearing? 🤨

a shirt lol

just a shirt then?

ofc not 🙄 im wearing stuff under too

i hope it’s another joost klein shirt with joost klein socks. he’s a cool guy.

yeah he’s the bestt

and unfortunately it’s not another joost klein shirt sorry 😔

i don’t know i might need proof

My cheeks started to burn up. He’s not even here next to me, and he knows how to make me flustered.

Fuck it.

I quickly pull off the sheets and roll my top up a bit just so there’s under boob.

see. just 1 joost klein top here.

id rather there be no top involved.

But let’s not say

My heart jumps at the notification.

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joost klein underwear over here

Like I said, that man loved himself more than me at this point.

I'm going to need some of those underwear

I’m sure the ones you have on right now are wayyy better than some loser named joost klein…

i bite the inside of my cheek at the thought of where this conversation is heading.

wouldn’t you like to know

i would.

what color are they?

He’s such a guy, of course he’d want to know

guess

pink

see through?

no idea (i’m a visual learner btw)

I soon got an incoming FaceTime call from a red-cheeked Joost.

“So was I right? ” His face was illuminated, but I could see the tiredness in his eyes mixed with lust.

“Not even close”, I laughed and sat up a bit.

“You’re lying, let me seppe.”

I gently bite the side of my lip while I fulfilled his wish. I lift the oversize shirt that was covering my lower half painfully slowly. So much that Joost groans out of frustration.

“Such a tease” he muttered.

I finally gave him a peek at my black lacy undergarment. The look on his face was pure desperation. He roughly swallows and ruffles his hair.

“I wish I was there with you” he says.

“I know baby” I said, looking into his blue eyes through the screen.

“ Can you touch yourself for me?” he quietly asks, to which I nod and comply.

My hand travels down from my chest to my thighs, my phone in the other tracking my actions.

I could hear his phone shake a bit. He adjusted the position so that his upper torso and lower half of his body were in the frame.

He palms himself through the tight fabric of his boxers. Soft moans escape his mouth every so often as his eyes follow my every move. His gaze never faltering from the screen.

My hand travels down to push the lace fabric to the side. My fingers work in a fast motion against the slickness, dipping in and out occasionally.

Our moans fill the atmosphere in my room. We both come down from our highs and are a panting mess.

“I love you, but now I have to go clean up the mess you made me do” he says, winking at me through the screen.

[toastsnaffler]

getting home from work and playing 5 straight hours of elden ring.... crops watered etc

[mrm0rgansw0man]

hi guys!! i am alive and well and still writing lol, im so sorry to not have pubished anything in so long!! life has just been crazy lately and i just haven't had as much time as i would like to work on things, but you'll be happy to hear that i TEN DRAFTS that i am working on currently and even more things to start!! you guys WILL get your arthur morgan content lol. but for now, heres a quick little something as an peace offering for being gone so long Xx

- a quiet little night ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ -

summary: arthur morgan settles down for the night.

As Arthur stumbled into his little makeshift room, half dead from exhaustion and the cold, it took all his might not to just topple over onto his cot and sleep. Boots and hat and all, in fact he almost did.

It was the slight shift of his blankets that stopped him.

Arthur let out a deep and loving sigh. He quickly undid his boots and took off his hat, setting them both down next to his bed.

'Now what could this be?' Arthur thought to himself with a light chuckle.

Arthur lifted up his blankets- which he noticed he had at least three more in his bed now than when he did when he woke up- and that's when he saw you.

Your hair was wrapped in a scarf, and you were still in your clothes from the day. You had bundled yourself in blankets and practically buried yourself into Arthur's cot to sleep.

Arthur couldn't help the grin spread across his face as he gently crawled into the bed next to you. You stirred, but thankfully didn't wake.

Arthur yawned, already partially asleep as he re adjusted the blankets over the both of you. Once you were both tucked in and as sheltered as you could be from the cold, Arthur leaned over and planted a gentle kiss on your forehead. He stroked as much of your hair as he could, almost wishing you hadn't fallen asleep in that scarf. But it kept you warm, and right now that was more important than anything.

This move to Colter had been hard, on you in a different way than the others. You were the type that just didn't do well in the cold. Arthur didn't know what it was, but it just sucked the life out of you. You could never truly be warm, your nose ran constantly and you were in pain more often than you weren't.

Arthur at first just thought you needed some more meat on your bones, but now he thought it was something more. Maybe you were sick somehow, making you weaker to the strong weather? You didn't do too well in the extreme heat either.

Never mind that now. Even if the thoughts lingered in his mind like the howling cold winds lingered around the outside of his walls, he refused to let this moment with you go to waste.

Arthur finally laid down fully, gently wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close to him. You partially woke, just conscious enough to cuddle into him and gently kiss whatever part of him was closest to you, tonight it was his chin. You had the fleeting thought that you hoped tomorrow night it would be his lips before falling back to sleep.

No matter where you had kissed him, it filled Arthur's heart with joy. He loved you, so god damn much. Coming back to this each and every night, made the troubles of the day worth it. No matter how tired he was, he would always make sure to be there with you and hold you while you slept. To kiss you goodnight, to whisper sweet nothings into your ear as you slept.

"Arthur.." You mumbled sleepily. "I missed you s' much..."

"I missed ya' too sweetheart." Arthur whispered soothingly, gently rubbing his hands up and down your back underneath the blankets. "I love you baby.. C'mon not. Let's go back t'sleep..."

"I love you too.." You breathed out, it was said so quietly it was barely audible. Arthur closed his heavy eyes, and listened to the sound of your gentle breathing.

With the sounds of the wind and your breaths as a lullaby, Arthur drifted off to sleep for the night. Dreading the moment he would have to wake up.

so sorry this is short!! i literally couldn't stand going another moment with publishing something im so sorry guys