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[slasher-fucker-and-sucker]

Steamy Encounters

The water cascaded over you, the warmth a welcome relief after a long, exhausting day. You closed your eyes, letting the steam envelop you, muscles slowly relaxing under the soothing spray. The bathroom was small, the space quickly filling with the humid scent of soap and the faintest hint of something more—something primal.

You didn’t hear the door open, but you felt the change in the air. It was as if the room itself recognized his presence, the air thickening with his raw, untamed energy. A smirk tugged at the corner of your lips as you turned to see Logan standing there, his usual rugged self, but with an intense look in his eyes that sent a shiver down your spine.

"Mind if I join?" he asked, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the steamy air. He didn’t wait for an answer—he never did. Logan was a man of few words and direct actions. Before you could respond, he was already shedding his clothes, the sight of his muscular form stirring something deep within you.

You moved aside to make room, though the shower was hardly big enough for the both of you. Not that it mattered. Logan stepped in, the heat of his body mixing with the steam, making the air almost unbearable in the best possible way. The water rushed over his body, gliding down the contours of his broad chest and powerful arms. He closed the distance between you, his hands finding your waist, pulling you flush against him. The feel of his wet skin against yours sent a jolt of electricity through you, your breath catching as his lips brushed against your ear.

"Missed you today," he murmured, his voice rough yet tender, a contradiction that was so inherently Logan. You shivered under his touch, his hands sliding up your back, pulling you closer as the water continued to pour over you both. "I can tell," you teased, your voice breathy as his mouth found the sensitive skin of your neck, placing slow, deliberate kisses that made your knees weak.

"Shower’s too damn small," Logan growled, though there was a hint of amusement in his tone. Despite the lack of space, he maneuvered you easily, his strength and control making you feel completely safe and completely at his mercy all at once.

You let out a soft laugh, your hands tracing the defined lines of his torso. "Maybe you’re just too big."

Logan chuckled, a deep, throaty sound that vibrated against your skin. "Careful what you say, darlin’," he warned, though the mischievous glint in his eyes told you he was enjoying this. His hands roamed over your body, the roughness of his palms contrasting with the softness of your skin. The feel of him, solid and unyielding, was intoxicating. He pressed closer, his lips finding yours in a kiss that was slow and deliberate, making you forget everything but the feel of him, the heat of the water, and the rush of desire that coursed through you.

You melted into the kiss, your hands tangling in his wet hair as he deepened it, his grip on your waist tightening possessively. Logan’s kiss was a promise, a reminder that no matter how wild and untamed he was, he was yours—and you were his.

The shower was hot, the water scorching as it flowed over you both, but the heat between you was even more intense, every touch, every kiss leaving you breathless. When he finally pulled back, his forehead resting against yours, you were both panting, the steam swirling around you like a cloud.

"Maybe we should get out before we both boil alive," you joked, though your voice was thick with lingering desire.

Logan smirked, his hands still holding you close. "I’ve survived worse," he said, his tone playful but his eyes dark with the promise of more. "But if you wanna take this somewhere a little more…comfortable, I won’t stop you."

You bit your lip, your heart racing as you met his gaze. "Lead the way, Logan."

With that, he turned off the water, pulling you out of the shower and into his arms, where the night promised to be anything but restful.

[mrdrhenwardhykle]

Mijk brainrot doodles

[zeb-z]

my favorite thing about Samakro is how ride or die the man is, yet is so adamant that he’s not. he rationalizes most of it out as being for the greater good of the ascendency, as following his commanding officer well, but it’s really much simpler than that. you earn his loyalty, and he will die for the cause. the ascendancy has his loyalty, and now so does thrawn, personally

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i don't even like video games so why have i been playing Red Dead 2 for the past eight hours gay

[alluralater]

some of ya’ll i can’t stand cause i’ve seen the way you act when you think no one’s gonna know what you did

[futurewife]

downhill ever since i (11) saw w.olverine bar cagefight in x.men 1

[cavinginhisfvce]

'I'll be good, Stevie..."

Paring: Harringrove.

TW: Implied/referenced child abuse and domestic violence.

(DON'T KILL ME, THINGS GET BETTER, they're not what they seem. Kinda.)

This thing between Billy and Steve was fragile.

When it first started, they stepped on each other's toes more often than not. 

Steve was always waiting for the day Billy would lash out, shove him or hit him.

No such day came, even in the most heated of arguments, Billy never so much as raised a finger in his face. He'd yell, they both did, but it never went further than that.

Steve never expected he would be the one to back the younger boy into a corner, never considered he would be the one to snap. 

It all still feels like a bad dream. Steve's hand shoving Billy when he'd gotten close enough to the younger.

The way Billy stumbled into the wall, a startled gasp leaving his lips, is forever imprinted in his brain. The look of utter betrayal and hurt his boyfriend shot in his direction was heartbreaking. The look soon morphed into one of barely concealed anxiety, and fear.

Steve still doesn't know what evoked this response out of him. He doesn't know what came over him, he truly doesn't. 

One minute they were shouting, and the next...

Billy had almost immediately began apologizing, his hands shaking as he stepped forward to grasp at Steve before letting his movements stop short, "I-I'll be good, Stevie. I'll be good, 'm sorry…"

He hadn't meant to upset Steve, hadn't meant to make the older of the two so angry he only saw violence as a means of putting Billy in his place. 

And Steve's heart just shattered. His boyfriend was begging for his forgiveness after Steve hurt him. After he hurt him in a way he swore he never would. 

But he had.

Steve's silence seemed to do nothing but send the boy spiraling further, his bottom lip wobbling as he sniffs, hands once again reaching out for Steve.

This time Steve hesitantly gathers Billy in his arms, noting how the boy almost immediately relaxed into his hold.

"Baby, I'm so fucking sorry. I should never put my hands on you...I know better than that. That's not the kind of man I am…" Billy, for his part tenses up briefly before shaking his head, "it's okay. I've had worse…" he pauses, seeming to ignore Steve's immediate interjection, "was my fault anyway. Shouldn't have started yellin'..."

The blond doesn't meet Steve's eye despite the elder's attempts, but Steve presses on.

"No! Fuck, Billy. No. It isn't your fault, it's mine. We yell at each other all the time, but what I did...I crossed a major fucking line."

Billy just shook his head, his face pressing further into Steve's neck as he let out shaky breaths. "Stevie, s'okay...I know you'd never...I know you didn't mean it. I shouldn't have gotten loud. Shouldn't have kept pressing when I knew you weren't havin' a good day.."

The elder tightens his arms around Billy's frame, only gently leaning back to make their eyes meet, "Baby, it's not your fault. You have nothing to be sorry for, please listen to me…"

He pauses briefly, knows Billy is listening from the way he's tensed up in Steve's hold, "you have no idea how sorry I am, bug. I'll forever be sorry."

For a moment, the room is filled with deafening silence before Billy is peering up at the latter, his blues swarming with confusion and doubt, "what makes this any different from when we almost fought last year?" His brows were furrowed, a sign that he was well and truly at a loss and not attempting to rile Steve up. 

Steve takes a breath, lips pursed as he mulls the question over. "We weren't dating then, Billy. Back then, we were just two dumbasses about to fight. But, this…" he cups the boy's cheek, relief flooding his system when Billy shows no signs of discomfort, and instead leans into the touch, "Us...it's not acceptable. You're supposed to be safe with me, you should never be afraid I'll hurt you, like he does…"

The 'He' in question being the blond's shitty father. The sole reason Billy is so willing to forgive Steve for this slip up. Neil Hargrove is the reason for most of Billy's tears, self doubt and general pain in life. 

Steve always vowed to be the opposite of him. He was soft where Neil was harsh and unrelenting. He was warm whereas Neil closely resembles a frozen tundra. 

But, somehow, Steve lost that about himself, no matter how brief, he'd been all too close to being the man Billy feared most in the world.

"Gods, Blue Bird, I will never stop making up for this. I'll never give you another reason to feel unsafe with me. I swear.."

The shorter leans up, quickly pressing a kiss to Steve's lips, the action so feather-like Steve could've imagined it, before he's nodding once. "I know...I trust you, Stevie. M'not afraid of you. Could never be." If not for the fact Billy never broke eye contact, Steve could've easily written it off as him trying to placate his nerves, or sweep an uncomfortable situation under the rug. 

But, as blues held browns, the only thing that was brighter than the love in Billy's eyes, was the truth. 

He wasn't afraid of Steve. 

That felt like enough to have Steve relaxing into their embrace, another apology spilling from his lips as Billy molded their bodies together.

They had shit to work on, that's for sure. But he knew he was safe. He knew that should he decide this relationship was going down, Billy would jump ship with little thought. He'd keep himself safe even if it meant losing Steve. 

[nite-puff]

Found your Danganronpa OCs and I'M IN LOVE WITH THE ART FOR THEM! Assuming you haven't talked about them yet, can I hear more about Polaris by any chance?

Ah! THANK YOUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!! And yes, I’ll tell you more about Polaris!

Getting it out of the way: Polaris is also the Ultimate Soldier. And yes, she’s part of a mercenary group. I know, I know, Mukuro. But she doesn’t exist in this universe, so it shouldn’t matter, we don’t have to bring it up. Okay? Okay.

She go in involved with the mercenary group young, very young. At first it was just so she would have people that would look out for her as she grew up, as her only biological family then was her uncle who joined the group. Growing up, the group sort of became her family as they traveled and helped any population of people that needed protection. It was through these experiences that she developed an inherent need to help people. But she still has to learn that not everyone can be helped with violence and can have their problems solved with just like….chatting. She’s working on it.

As she got older, she learned more about being on the battlefield and was trained to fight with weapons. With that, and all of the knowledge she learned from observing her group in action, she became a pretty skilled fighter very quickly, moving more towards the frontlines with every new mission.

Also important backstory detail! She was very close to her uncle, and he became like father figure to her. He was the main one that taught her everything she knows and he as kind of like her only tie to her life before the constant fighting and running. So she had a very hard time after he was killed during one of their missions. But she had no time to mourn in the moment because she was in the middle of something important. Maybe that experience will shape how she approaches the killing game idk!!!! Haha!!

While she may come off as very stoic and serious, she is very awkward and nervous to talk to people. She didn’t grow up around a lot of teenagers, especially other teenage girls. That and the hostile environment she’s grown accustomed to has led to her being disconnected from other people her age. She’s also just naturally shy with everyone.

But she wants to make friends! She wants to so bad! It was the main reason she accepted the invite to the academy and was okay with leaving her home and group for a little while. She even tried to research on things that people her age like these days. She’s very determined to make at least one friend!

I wonder how that goal will clash with the instant defense mode that activates in her when she finds herself in the killing game.

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[greatwesternrailway]

bessie looking at the cat. not pictured: the cat growling and giving her the death stare of all time.

[the-converse-high-top]

I just scraped the hell out of the hardwood floor in my bedroom 😨

[linhdorr]

One of the only correct things Mamta Banerjee (spawn of Satan) can do is to just take a breath , open her eyes and RESIGN....it's not much and it's not very difficult......

[vogelmeister]

been feeling mixed on some of my friends recently

[jasmancer]

god this fucking sucks.