#wanna nuzzle

[lucidpillows]

Marco Peña, you truly are something else

[ghostlywhiskey]

he’s such a SLUT

[likearolloftape]

Lewis Pullman & Emma Pasarow Water Rises (2023) dir. Wyatt Winborne

[ghost-proofbaby]

im tucked into bed and it’s raining and im just thinking about softly threading your fingers through astarion’s hair, careful to slow down for any knots (that he would deny ever existed in the first place), his head heavy on your chest. he doesn’t sleep. he doesn’t really need this. none of those deep and soothing breaths of his will ever devolve into soft snores. his eyes are fluttered shut by choice, not necessity. he could be doing so much more with these dark hours — wandering the streets, hunting for blood, seeing the world even if it’s no longer in color like he’d experienced with the tadpole. precious time void of sunlight he should be taking full advantage of.

but he’d rather be here, with you. in bed.

because he didn’t fall in love with the world, even basked in sunlight and a realm of possibilities presented to him.

no, he fell in love with you.

you, with a smile that outshone the sun even on your dimmest days. you, with eyes brighter than the entirety of the galaxy’s stars. you, who’d found a way to sink warmth beneath his skin that he hadn’t felt for over two centuries. a warmth he may have never even been acquainted with, in all honesty. he can’t remember. he doesn’t care to remember.

the world can wait.

for right now, astarion just wants his love. there will be an eternity to rediscover what the night has to offer — there is no guarantee of how long you’ll offer him this shelter between your arms.

it’s enough. you’re enough. astarion has a choice for the first time in a very long time, and he’s going to choose you.

[nouearth]

[entirelysein-e]

Brain please I am BEGGING

[irkimatsu]

Husk is slumped in his lounge chair, fast asleep. You kneel at his feet, resting your head on his round stomach, feeling its gentle rise and fall in tune with his breathing. His skin heats your cheek, and his soft fur tickles your nose.

You reach up to lightly massage his stomach, gently stroking and squeezing it. He's complained in the past about how much he's let himself go, but you have no objections to his body's current state. You love how easily the soft fat molds beneath your presses and squeezes. You love feeling his stomach pressing against your back as he holds you in his strong arms and kisses your neck. And god, his weight on top of you as he makes love to you, pressing you into the mattress and making you feel so secure...

He groans slightly in his sleep as you lightly scratch his stomach. He responds by resting his paw on your head and scratching your scalp just as gently.

You don't mind resting here with him for a while...

[writinginthesecrettrees]

can we talk about Sam Winchester and his slutty little v-necks?

Because I love Sam Winchester in his slutty little v-necks.

I mean.

Let's just rip the flannel open and expose those slutty, slutty v-necks.

[gomzdrawfr]

[thydarlin]

Imagine Arthur stepping out from a bath and he looked so fuzzy from drying himself with a towel.

[magalimachete]

I spit facts on twitter X every now and then. 😁

Look, I’m speaking from experience though. 👀 Big dick men subconsciously walk with their fists balled up to help engage their core to better help carry that big meat stick they’re blessed with. 😇

It’s science, trust me. TRUST ME.

[walrus150915]

Headcanon that Bal and Ambrosius had no problem with physical contact when they were kids but when they moved to their older teenagehood and started dating even the handholding became super embarrassing

[bird-inacage]

A Sky Gifset | Sky being Baby

Because he’s the most precious, sweet, adorable child on this earth - AND HE MUST BE PROTECTED. His little pout. How he can switch from savage to bambi in a second. (Top right is still the scene that devastates me on so many levels. For that is the epitome of baby Sky.) I WEEP.

We don’t deserve you.

[vellichorsdesire]

number one need is for f/o to cup my cheeks, brushing their thumb over them and just looking at me adoringly while mumbling sweet things and calling me their prince Please Pppllleaasee

[nouearth]

omg, daddy.

[natasha-in-space]

Horrible, terrible, appalling that I don't have Saeran in my bed to cuddle up to. This world is cruel and heartless.