#this is less than two weeks

[crnl-chicken-tots]

As someone who works in the optical industry you'd think I'd draw glasses better. guess not

He's got a point though, who could not stare at Hugh Jackman's jugs?

[imperatorrrrr]

all off season hockeys know is: wakeboard, golf, get married, go to other hockeys weddings, and disappear off the face of the earth.

[leqclerc]

Charles Leclerc wins the Monaco Grand Prix (May 26, 2024)

[nematode7]

Merry belated homestuck day and benchmark kanaya anniversary :y

[hom3landr]

That Unwanted Animal

18+

Homelander x Soulmate!reader

You don’t love Homelander. Even when he looks like everything you’ve ever wanted.

Loosely based on this post from @blindmagdalena

His t-shirt is soft under your hands as you cling to him. The baseball cap shields his features from you as presses you against the alley wall. The blue fabric rubs against your cheek as he thrusts up into you. The both of you avoid eye contact and as you bury your face into his shoulder, the scent of his cologne nearly chokes you. You thought it would be easier like this. You’d believed that maybe without the suit you could pretend your “lover” was a normal man. Maybe the two of you had met at a bar, or a doctor’s office, or while walking dogs in the park. You could have been an ordinary couple with a soulmate story fit for a Hallmark movie.

But a change of clothes can’t distract you from the fact that this man, your soulmate, is the very man you’ve dedicated your life to bringing down. It’s a sick joke, isn’t it? You love your team. Hughie is always there with a shoulder to cry on. M.M. gives good advice. Frenchie and Kimiko have become almost like siblings to you. Even Butcher you hold fondness for, as infuriated as he often makes you. They’re your family and yet you’re here fucking enemy #1 in a filthy alley and he’s going to make you come.

You bite his shoulder to keep from crying out as he effortlessly holds you up. It would be easier if he was bad in bed. The soulmate bond would still suck ass, but at least you wouldn’t derive pleasure from it. He came so fast the first time you fucked him that you’d initially been relieved. It had been perfect until he’d spread your legs to lap his own come from you until you’d shuddered helplessly against his tongue. You’d gone home and cried after, despite the pleasure still pulsing warmly through your veins.

You can’t even say it isn’t consensual. Your bond causes you to ache for him viscerally. Hell, this time you sought him out. He didn’t even protest when you laid out your terms. He had seemed more amused than anything. When he showed up wearing civilian clothing like you demanded, you almost turned him away with tears pricking at your eyes.

He looks soft, human, like someone you could love, a real soulmate. Even as he pumps into you, the peek of blond sticking out from beneath the cap makes you ridiculously endeared against your will. If only he was anyone else…

Soulmates have always been romanticized to a ridiculous degree, despite everyone knowing a story of some person who is enslaved by their mark instead of liberated. There are many things that can tie two souls together besides love. Yet everyone still longs for the day they find their match, in hopes of the happiest of endings. You had been no different.

You whine and clench around him as he angles himself differently, his cock sliding even deeper into you until it feels like you're choking on it. Your mark burns and the empty pit in your stomach that lingers in his absence is washed away with each heated pulse. The nausea of being away from him finally subsides with each brush of your skin against his. He sighs happily into your hair, as the same sense of belonging envelopes him. This feels right and it makes you want to scream.

“Mine,” he growls against your temple.

“Yours,” your bond answers for you.

You only ever fuck him in comfortless places.

Your heels dig into his ass and you rock yourself into his thrusts. He nips at your ear gently…affectionately. He can’t distinguish between true love and the oppressive obsession that comes with a mate. You don’t love him. Things would be easier if you did.

Why couldn’t he be anybody else?

“Is this good?” He asks needily. He can sense your distraction. He wants to be good for you. He wants to please you. You flutter around him and one hand strokes the back of his neck tenderly despite the mental torment that you’re facing. No one has ever been so attentive during sex before. He makes you feel cherished. Even when you beg for him to make it hurt, he refuses. The same hands that have commited endless cruelties hold you like something rare and precious.

You don’t answer and you can feel his petulant frown against your skin as he waits for feedback.

He adjusts you effortlessly in his grip so he can stroke you exactly the way he’s learned you like it. You whine desperately as you leak all over his fingers and drip onto the ground below. He sighs at the feeling.

“I love you so much.” He whispers intimately into your ear. His sincerity makes you want to weep. “You’re everything I ever wanted.”

It doesn’t matter how many times you rebuke him or refuse his offer to take you home with him. He still believes that you feel the same. He believes that one day he’ll find you soaking wet at his penthouse door, having run across the city in the pouring rain to him, confessing how much it hurt to push him away. He wants the satisfaction of knowing that you abandoned your team from sheer want of him. He thinks of your situation as a romantic comedy that hasn’t hit the emotional climax yet.

It’s pathetic and delusional and you hate how close you know you are to fulfilling it. You don’t love him…but you know you could.

Despite how hard you try to resist, you come hard and you sob into his neck at the intensity of it. He whispers sweet nothings into your ear as he rubs you through it. You kiss him to shut him up and he groans into your mouth as he releases inside you. He kisses you back desperately, seeking whatever crumbs of affection you let yourself give him, using them as proof to fuel his delusional fantasies.

Once you’ve both ridden out your respective orgasms, he finally pulls back to look at you. The softness in his eyes belongs to a kinder man. Your stomach flips. His cap has been knocked slightly askew and he looks human. He frowns slightly and the hand he was using to bring you pleasure brushes something off your cheek.

“You’re crying.” He remarks, hand now cupping your cheek as his thumb strokes your skin in an attempt to comfort you. You want him to be rude to you the way he is to everyone else. You want him to mock you and make crass disrespectful remarks. You open your mouth to reply and a broken sob comes out. He hushes you softly and leans down to kiss the tears that roll down your cheeks

“I love you.” You confess finally, the truth is bitter and shameful in your mouth. You’ve finally stopped lying to yourself

“You say that every time. Are you actually going to follow through or are you going to deny yourself some more?” He asks dryly, cocking his head at you. His grip flexes as he continues to press you against the wall.

You both know the answer. Just like you both know that one day the answer will be different.

Your team better succeed before then.

[ox24g]

Bagginshield Week, day 2: Developing Relationship

I usually imagine they'd finally get to know eachother properly during their stay in Laketown.

Before their stay, the dwarves seemed to see Bilbo as a deadweight at best and liability at worst- even after spending time living with him in Rivendell, the company was up for ditching him in the goblin caves (ouch...) While in Mirkwood, Thorin at least seems to have a bit more faith in Bilbo's eyes and ideas at very least (the part with the boat in mind), but I think the combination of now very much trusting Bilbo (after he rescued them twice) with down time and a lack of any immediate danger is the perfect time for their relationship to develop. Also the perfect place for Thorin to be horrified to find out that Bilbo came up with that barrel plan without knowing how to swim 🥰

[vasira96]

"i remember fields of flowers"

[sirenetica]

Yeah.

Dont have an explanation for this one. It just felt right.

[queerliblib]

It’s happening! We have put together a stellar opening collection for you all and we can’t wait for you to dive in.

What can you do in the meantime to get ready?

1) apply for a QLL membership! Your free membership will grant you access to our opening collection in Libby.

2) Download the Libby app on your reading devices (if you don’t have it already).

We’ll e-mail access codes to members on October 23, and then you can get right to reading! 📚🌈

(p.s. — happy Coming Out Day! whether you’re out and proud or keeping it close to your heart, we love you just the same. see you at the library 💖)

[aecholapis]

Created in collaboration with @mal-co-holic who wrote an adventure fearuring these three for this year's @tf-bigbang

Please check out this amazing story!

[sunniss]

tae-yi and do-yoon: (?)

[yuyulie]

rosario ✰✰✰

Posting this since somebody asked for it, a very simple rosary. Enjoy!

✰ new mesh ✰ 2 swatches ✰ all LODS ✰ 3k polys ✰ disabled for random

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[zorotiddiesworld]

I've recently started watching Xena Warrior Princess and I'm obsessed??? That's THE sapphic show I'd always looked for. I don't think any other piece of wlw media has even come close to showing a relationship with more depth than Xena and Gabrielle's. I must own every piece of Xena merch and make my whole life about them.

[notsodailycake]

Dancing to our Happiness

My ko-fi

HAHAHA YES, I'M FINALLY DONE WITH THIS!!! AND I COULDN'T BE MORE PROUD OF IT >:D

I wanted to add easter eggs on the bg, but i was too tired to try and do that by then, so all you get is the rings and Zelda's sharp teeth, wont spoil it, but if you know, you know ;)

Also gave Zelda and Link small freckles bc of how much they spent under the sun, a trait that i have that i will give them. Please admire the beauty

On a final note, this piece was just me wanting to give them the happiness they deserve at the end of the day. After everything, they deserve to dance at the comfort

[revenantghost]

Watanabe dropped some of his personal lore about Trigun. And it's interesting that he seems to talk about Trigun while they're between projects... Has the "final phase" finished its next step, or are they maybe about to work on it? 👀 (But please remember this is machine-translated, don't read too much into the wording) [x]