#your honor i love him

[ohohorla]

[lifemod17]

II GIRLIES COME GET YOUR FOOD

Not ii pixels at last!!!

source: Instagram.com

[incorrecthatchetfield]

[valiantvillain]

You can't convince me Gale wasn't totally advertising himself as marriage material throughout the entirety of his romance. He's got a tower. It's got a great kitchen and a wine cellar. He can cook. He'll formally introduce you to Tara over a nice dinner. His mother will love you. And after so many years of the bar being in the pits of hell for irl men I fell for that shit hook, line, and sinker. Feel his shirt that smells like a library. It's husband material.

[osakarts]

rafayel: me? blushing? never.

also rafayel whenever MC gets a little to close:

[kitorasohma]

HELP I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

Honestly, way for Rosie to fly to the top of my favorite characters. I love her banter and friendship with Alastor so unbelievably much!

[percyluvr]

Hiii!!! If your requests are open could you do an injury fic with Luke and a Persephone reader? Where she gets hurt during capture the flag or smth like that and this man starts stressing even if he’s on the opposite team and didn’t know what was going on when she got hurt?

luke castellan x daughter of persephone!reader summary: you get hurt during capture the flag and luke gets worried wc: 885

Luke Castellan is very particular about his capture the flag team, and everyone at camp knew that, which is why it came as a surprise when you and him were on separate teams.

When asked, he would just say that the two of you had decided to have a competition on who could create the better capture the flag strategy, but it was deeper than that. The two of you had a small fight because you felt that he never let you help with the strategy enough, and you felt like he never really let you in on the combat. It was almost like he thought of you as a delicate flower, and when you brought it up, he got irritated, telling you that he wasn't trying to control you, he just didn't want you to get hurt.

You'd gotten mad and stormed out, and now neither of you knew where you stood, and preparing for capture the flag against him wasn't helping at all. The few days leading up to capture the flag were some of the most hostile days each month, and this time was no exception. It may just be a camp war game to some campers, but to others, especially your teammate Clarisse, this was a big deal. Clarisse was always rude and quite hostile towards your boyfriend, but it was worse than ever now.

You and Clarisse were an unexpected duo, but you two had a special connection, considering each other your best friend, so when you told her what happened between you and Luke, she was pissed off, to say the least.

"Thanks for telling me that, I'm gonna hand his ass to him on Friday," she said, running her hand along your arm, trying to comfort you to her best ability.

"Thanks, Clarisse, I can always count on you if I want someone to get beat up," you joked, making her laugh.

The next few days went by quickly, you and Clarisse rigorously training with each other and going over your plan as co-captains. You'd always loved being on the same team as Clarisse before you started dating Luke, and now you finally got to be again.

On the day of capture the flag, you and all the campers headed into the forest, getting into your positions. The game began, and you and Clarisse charged into the other team's territory.

As a daughter of Persephone, you had the ability to manipulate certain plants, which was helpful, especially at camp, because you could control almost all of the plants that were there. Unfortunately, with great power comes a great ego boost, which you fell victim to.

You and Clarisse were basically wiping the floor with your opponents, when you got caught up in your head, confidence overflowing, and tried to create a longer vine, accidentally tripped over it, and fell right into the sword of the camper you were fighting. Luckily, you had managed to move your body so that you didn't get stabbed anywhere fatal, but you did get an incredibly deep cut right under your ribcage, which caught the attention of Clarisse. Seeing you injured fueled Clarisse's rage, and she quickly finished the fight.

Immediately, she picked you up bridal style, rushing you through the woods to the infirmary. She passed by Luke, and at first he ignored it, but then he did a double take after realizing it was Clarisse, and saw you in her arms, blood soaking through your orange Camp Half-Blood shirt. Even though he was in the middle of a fight, he booked it in the direction the two of you were heading, now full of worry.

He finally caught up to the two of you, surprised at how quick Clarisse was. When Clarisse caught sight of him, she cracked her knuckles and gave him the dirtiest look you had even seen in your life. You bit back a laugh.

Luke rushed up to where you were sitting on the bed.

"Baby, are you okay? Please tell me you're okay," he said, voice filled with desperation.

You gave him a pained look, gesturing to the large blood-soaked bandage covering the left side of your abdomen. "Well, I have a near fatal hole going through my side, but other than that, I'm great," you say dryly.

"C'mon, don't be that way. I'm sorry for what happened last week, okay? But see, this is why I'm so protective. I can't let anything happen to you, I don't want to lose anyone else," he whispers, eyes glazed over.

At this point, Clarisse is long gone. Knowing her, she probably left because she couldn't stand to see you and Luke being all 'lovey dovey,' as she calls it.

"Well... yeah. I guess I see your point. But I still think that you should let me help more, please."

"Okay, you're right. I know you're perfectly capable, I'm just scared. I've lost too many people and losing you would be too much to handle, so please be more careful, okay?" He eyes your bandage, giving you a grimace.

You respond by pulling him down to your face by his shirt, and give him a sweet kiss, which he reciprocates almost immediately. It almost made you laugh how quickly he kisses you back, even though it happens every time.

[caemidraws]

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[aws-art]

howdy

[margariemargarita]

i'm going to kill the person i care most about: you. unless you can stop me.

[jaybirdzi]

12:39 am

warnings - smut, p in v, not-so-gn (usage of 'good girl'), slight degradation, slight dumbification, unprotected sex (wrap it up yall)

minors dni !!!

dbdbbe all i can think abt is jason absolutely going at it after a long day of patrol. he is tired, but soo pent up, and there you are, looking all pretty in just his shirt and panties. it was almost like you were begging to be taken.

your back was arched into the mattress, his hand holding down your shoulders against the bed. muffled moans and whimpers escaped your parted lips, eyes teary from his cock slamming into your walls. “what a good fuckin’ girl. takin’ my cock so well aren't you baby?” he drawls, groaning at your walls tightening with every word. your hips squirm against his ministrations, his hand slaps against your ass, causing a squeak to escape your lips

“‘m talking to you baby, you're a good girl aren't you?”

you could only nod, not trusting your fucked out brain to work enough to form coherent words.

"use your words like a big girl." he slaps your ass again, a yelp escaping your throat. you grip at the sheets, only able to think about his thick shaft stretching out your walls so deliciously.

"y-yes 'm a good g-girl" you stammer out between moans and whimpers as his thrusts seemed relentless.

"you gonna cum all over this cock aren't you baby." his hand travels from your hip, to your puffy needy clit. his calloused fingers tapping agains the swollen bud. loud moans resonated in the room, moans turning into full on sobs as you nodded, eyes closing shut.

"cum for me baby" he whispered, leaning his body over yours as you came over his cock. he didn't stop, now focusing on his orgasm.

you were a whimpering and drooling mess, body jerking with each thrust. he grunts and lets out a low moan, finally reaching his climax, your walls tightening around him, his cum coating your walls.

he pulls out your panting body, he takes shallow breaths, reaching for a napkin and wiping his dripping cum from your folds. you whined, still sensitive.

"sorry baby. i'll buy you the pill tomorrow" his voice came out low and rumbly. you just nod as he helps you sit back up. he sets you on his lap as he kisses around your face. "you really did so good for me." he kisses your forehead. "now lets get you cleaned up baby."

i need him to be real SO BADLYYY!!!

[w00d1and]

look at him, LOOK. AT. HIM.

[i-do-not-know-what-it-is]

jmart brain rot (the blue/gray i used around martin ended up too dark :<)

+ the admiral :3

[disaster-vampires]

Armand in the new trailer

[morgan-reads-comics]

Nightwing #107 (2023)

[titancanvas]

yuuta with those pathetic wet eyes of his who cries and cries when he first gets to fuck you because your cunt feels so tight and warm and welcoming and he could stay here forever really. yuuta who buries his teary face in the crook of your neck, who grips your wrists beside your face and whispers, "o-one more... please, one more. I-I'll last, I promise."