#please excuse me

[localapparently]

i really like kimcom a lot, i think the bonds they create with kdj are so irreplaceable and i just .really like them. a lot.

AAHSDGHAFGFFH KIMCOM AAHFGFGHHG FUCKKK T HEY LOVE KIM DOKJA SO MUCH FUCK HELP MEEEEE THEYRE SO AGHGFHGFH I LOVE WHEN THE FOUND FAMILY IS SO FOUND BUT SO DYSFUNCTIONAL MY DYSFUNCTIONAL FOUND FAMILY RAAAAAAAAAAAAHGFHFGF OH MY GOODNESS i just i just sit down and then BOOM I THINKK ABOUT HOW KDJ SAVES THEM OVER AND OVER AND HOW THEY WANT TO SAVE HIM JUST AS BADLY IF NOT MORE BUT THEYY FEEL SO POWERLESS AND AND DOMESTIC KIMCOM DOING THINGS TGT IN A BIG HOUSE AND HUGS AND AGHH THEY HAVE MANY TOOTHBRUSHES AND MUGS AND AGHHH!!! KIMCOM AA KIM DOKJAS COMPANY RARHG I CANT SLAMS MY FIST INTO THE WALL PUNCHING A HOLE RIGHT THROGH TO THE OTHER SIDE WHERE IT BASHES KDJ'S SKULL INTO SMITHEREENS GAHRHRGRHGHR . oh my GODD i love them so much i love them so much i love them so much i love them so much i cant do this girle my mootie patooties i am only so strong when i am . STRONG. BUT I AM NOT RIGHT NOW AND I AM THINKING ABOUT THEM MY DYSFUCNTIONAL FOUND FAMILY INCARNATIONS WHO FIGHT GODS AND STARS AND GO AGAINST FATE FOR THIS ONE GUY BECAUSE HE SAVED THEM. BUT LIKE THEY SAVED HIM FIRST. BUT THEY MEAN SO MUCH TO HIM BUT HE MEANS SO MUCH TO THEM AND IM

[blackbat05]

In Italy:

Carlos:

[cherry-cristal]

This has been done 103489902348 times but guess what?

I’m as original as a Disney lifeaction remake

Please someone take my tablet away from me

[angelwheat]

Captain Takeo Masaki 🇯🇵⛩️🌸

my second drawing of the primis crew and i think this one might be my favourite so far :3 ooohhhh i want to draw him again and again <3

{my art , reblogs allowed}

[shakingparadigm]

angel with a shotgun more like angel shot with a gun. amirite

[squeaky-potat]

Claude seeing Dimitri at Grondor field….

[painedpen]

We have to talk more about how genuinely pretty Mondo is. Like. He has soft facial features. He wears fresh ass eyeliner. His eyes are purble. The giant hair distracts but he’s so. Pretty. Such a beautiful man. My darling boygirlfriend.

[voilaammayi]

I FUCKING KNEW IT. I FUCKING KNEW IT WE WERE ABOUT TO GET A SHERLOCK’S BIRTHDAY EPISODE. I’VE LITERALLY POSTED ABOUT IT YESTERDAY I’M A FUCKING GENIUS

[bakerstreethound]

Anything But Okay

Relationship: Loki x gender neutral reader

Summary: Loki comes to your aid while you're distressed.

Warnings: emotional distress, angst, mentions of blood, turmoil and a chaotic past

a/n: wrote this mid feels and very late so please excuse any minor spelling errors & the like. As always don't claim, copy, repost or translate to any sites. Heavily inspired by the song Are You Really Okay? By Sleep Token

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He heard the gut wrenching sobs behind the door before he opened it, the sight of you before him like a knife to his gut. Teary eyes, your hands tugging at your hair, covers tangled around you in a catastrophic cocoon.

You fought off another sob, sounding more like a wounded animal than a human being. You are tired, so tired if it all the expectations, the anxiousness brimming over, not being able to tell others how you feel. How could you when so many left and you don't know how to love in return? Let alone care for you know most only take advantage.

"Darling," Loki's brows furrow as he swallows, rushing over to your side, hesitantly wrapping you up in his arms, and thankfully, you obliged falling into him and his familiarity. He smells so good you can't help smiling a little, the ache in your body and mind subsiding for the moment. You were with Loki. He hasn't abandoned you.

"L-loki, shit I'm so sorry I'm fine it's nothing," you shudder, baffled he's still holding you, your tears staining the bedsheets crimson.

You hate when this happens, drowning in your own demise, leaving more scars upon your soul, on your bed. Of all that had to happen, you had to be born a freak, bloodshed your companion, offerings of red sacrificed in your name, yet you wanted none of it.

"Love, you're not fine. Can you tell me what's wrong?" His eyes usually stone cold around the Avengers are soft warm and understanding and you trust him, he's the only one you ever can trust.

You sigh, pushing the blanket off of you settling back into him as he adjusted himself on your bed despite the stains. "Heavy head and heart, the ghosts of the past keep coming reminding me I'm going to forever be alone and reminding me of all I lost. They tell me I can't know what love is, like walking a living hellish nightmare over and over living the same mistakes. I don't know who I am anymore, Loki, or what I'm supposed to be. I've lost twice before, Loki in the past I fear I may be time to give up. Am I so inhuman, so monstrous, so unwanting yet wanting love and care be wrong? What's to become of me, to us?"

Loki says nothing and another sob breaks free your shoulders shaking. Years of tormenting yourself not crying haven't helped matters and you always thought tears weak, especially yours now staining your arms red.

Why couldn't you for once be normal, not a freak an anomaly always passed over and forgotten? That is a fine line isn't it? Wanting certain love and care but not believing yourself worthy and bokting when you realize you can't reciprocate jn the manner they want.

But Loki....he is always there for you, you grew to love him and he for you, but times like these when you're thrown back to your past shackled to the torment your demons feed upon, he's there soothing you with another story.

He begins calm cool collected, lressing a kiss to your temple, arms wrapping around yoir waist and you can feel the steady beating of his heart, tethering you to the present, away from your treacherous worthless past where everything was grey and red until he arrived.

"Let me take us back to those autumn days we laid on the orchard, watching the stars and making fun of Thor and betting how fast he could fly across the sky. The picnics Freya would make watching after us long after we came back to the palace late, a knowing look in her eyes as she gave us wine before wishing us well. She adores you, loves you like her own."

"She always gave us wonderful picnics."

"You know she did prep them all her own, never let anyone else help her besides me, when she requested special wine."

A gentle quiet falls between you before you speak. "I miss her. She was always so gracious and you cared about her a lot."

He smiles softly turning you to face him, his skin cool against yours. "I loved her truly, she was a good mother to me, always encouraged me to find the right companion; one who made my mischievous heart take flight."

"Well you got a marvelous screw up."

His lips purse into a thin line. "Not a chance." He presses his lips against yours and you lose yourself to him, your achy heart resting against his thumping strong in his chest. "You don't have to be okay all of the time, love. It's okay to ask for help." He praises giving you a chance to breath before asking."Now, how is my favorite person?"

"Much better than okay now." Your cup his fave, eyes full of tears yet again pressing your lips against his, embracing the fall knowing he'll catch you no matter what despite your faults, your fears, and your past.

[shus-armpit]

— ( PEGGING VOX AKUMA ! )

wc: ~850

"Oh? Quite bold for someone who cannot even leave my side. You think you're the shit, don't you?" Vox smiles as he puts down the groceries. You only scoff, at him and shove past him in your shared apartment to put the perishables in the fridge and freezer.

You sigh, is he just self projecting or what? "You're lucky I love you, Vox. Or I would've killed you a long time ago." you mutter. It's whatever though, even if he's projecting onto you, it's not like you as well can bring yourself to leave. Plus, you don’t think you’re the shit, you are the shit. You're wayyy hotter than that.

"Kill me? Oh, and how would you even do that, hm?" he chuckles, pulling towards him as he breathes in your ear. Annoyed, you clutch his cheeks with one hand and force him down as you face him.

“I’ll rearrange every inside of yours you have.”

“Try me.”

And try him you did. Not only did that give you the green card to go, it gave you the red strings he wore under to make him stop fucking moving. all wrapped like a pretty present stood vox akuma, with a little bow from the knot between the bed’s headrest.

his breathing becomes shallow, as you trace the rim of his asshole. he’s obviously nervous, he’s gone quiet and looks at where you wanted to go and shove a fat fucking dildo in him.

“nervous, sweetheart?” you smile.

“you wish.”

he suddenly gasps, your finger straight in, but you pulled it out just as fast. you smile wider, as he only glares at you with a flushed face and furrowed eyebrows, recovering from your quick attack earlier.

“oh, don’t look at me like that! you’re breaking my heart.” you pout. then taking out a tube, you coat your fingers with a hefty amount, with a whoops, you open your fingers and let the excess drip on vox’s dick. he inhales a sharp breath. “see? i’m even adding lube!”

“the bare fuckin’ minimum.”

you spread the excess on his dick, as it drips down his balls. you turn him over, and slowly coax in a finger. pushing a little, pulling out a bit, the pushing further. the headrest of the bed thumped against the wall a bit, from the struggling of the anal virgin mary below you.

you nipped at his neck, as he moaned at the intrusion of your middle finger, thrashing his head as you prodded at his insides, sliding across his walls and pushing at his insides, until vox suddenly gasped for air. you mimicked the prior action, as he convulsed again.

“wait.. wait a moment..!” he pleaded, unfamiliar to the pleasure.

“oh? do you like it here?” you prodded again, bringing tears to vox’s eyes, as he cries at the discovery of his g-spot. adding another finger, he seemingly gagged on air as you spread him out and stretched him, scissoring his ass to prepare him.

he convulses as you grin. “aw, is this too much for you?”

“oh, fuck you.” he retorts.

“you’re so mean!” you frown, then added a third finger out of the blue. his body twists, the restraints shaking the bed as his hands measly attempt to grab anything, yet knowing even so that it wasn’t possible.

you quickly move your fingers, letting his hips jerk as you add more stimulation by jacking him off with your other hand, pressing on his prostrate with the tips of your fingers and pressing on his head with the palm of your hand. he quickly came.

you collected his semen on your fingers, opening and closing your fingers as you let it dribble down onto his cock, balls, and ass. lubricating hm with a mixture of cum and a bottle of lube from the nightstand, you slip in the head slowly, and vox screams.

“fuck! that’s big..” he cried, his eyes glassy and about to release tears from how his eyes were about to close.

“you can take it, right? you’re a big boy..” you smirk, and lick the tear falling down his cheek, and push in.

“shit!”

"aw what a virgin.. tell me when to move, voxxy?" tracing around his collarbone as you smile at him as he glared at you from above.

"fuck you.” he snaps.

"sure.” you snap harder.

undoing the strap, you quickly released your control of the dildo and sit on his oozing dick, slipping out and letting the tip slide back and forth on your entrance, before slipping it back in all the way. vox only can shudder at this as his thighs tense in sexual frustration.

you quickly grind against him, curving yourself in all the right places, as his moans became more consistent than when you first started, which was pretty varied and unpredictable. once you get into the rhythm, you reach behind for the strap and start pumping him in time with you.

vox is shaking, everything’s just so hot.. he feels like he’s on fire, it’s all too good all at once.

“i can’t.. i’m sorry i can’t..!”

he cums anyways.

[pr41sethemoon]

I feel like Sam is a very kissy person. Please, don’t imagine Sam holding your face gently and just repeatedly kissing you all over. On your cheeks, your lips, along your jaw, tip of your nose, and finish off on your forehead. The man loves to kiss.

[elishamanning]

[tartarduck]

this post is a thank you to the mhy staff who made chest harness luke possible. the shading of the folds on his shirt is truly. detailed.

and by that i mean you can literally see the outline of the key under his shirt !!! i wasn't looking anywhere else, i swear!!!!!!

[pacificwaternymph]

BAD BATCH SEASON 3 TRAILER LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOO

[pollenallergie]

Hey, do you think- *takes a minute to catch my breath after running all the way over to your place and barging inside* Do you think Eddie calls his dick “pretty guy?” Like, he gets home after a long day, immediately settles into his desk chair, and finally whips his cock out - which has been half hard and begging for attention all damn day. And, like, he blissfully sighs once he’s finally wrapped his hand around it and gruffly says, “Don’t think I forgot about you, pretty guy,” as he begins to languidly stroke the length of it. Do you think he does that???

[illiana-mystery]

Happy Willem Wednesday, ya'll!