#I salute you

[the-californicationist]

He Paints a Picture (Price/Reader)

WARNING: PERIOD BLOOD KINK

You have been warned!

“Wait,” Price narrowed his eyes at you, “why not? Is everything alright?”

You hated to break the news to him. Ever since you’d had to be off your birth control, your periods had returned with a vengeance. You’d always had rough monthlies, but it almost seemed like your body was getting its revenge. The elevator scene from The Shining came to mind as you considered confessing why you’d been dodging Price’s advances. 

Your ex had been so disgusted with you when it was “that week,” that you’d been conditioned to think you had to hide it. Unfortunately for you, that week was also when you were the most sensitive, craving a delicious pounding to relieve the cramps and satisfy your sexual cravings. 

You didn’t think John would be so cruel, but even just imagining a negative reaction from him truly upset you, so you’d evaded his attempts to fondle you for three whole days. He’d dip a finger into the side of your panties, and you’d scoot away, playing dumb. You’d given him so many blowjobs this week that he started to get suspicious. Now, he was asking you flat out why you were denying him his favorite midnight snack: your pussy. 

“We just…can’t,” you shrugged, hoping he would drop it. 

Fat chance. His brow furrowed, growing concerned,

“Love, did I do something wrong? I thought you were enjoying the back rub. Did I hurt you?”

He was so large that, when he pouted, it looked like you were comforting an disgruntled wildebeest in your bedroom. His big, sad eyes and his frowning, bearded face broke your damn heart. You bit the bullet, realizing you couldn’t go one more minute with him thinking this was somehow his fault,

“It’s that week.”

“What week, love? Did I miss an anniversary? I know I’ve been away last week. Maybe I accidentally had the wrong calendar…” he was frantically flipping through his smart watch, confused and distressed. 

“John,” you grabbed his forearm, shaking your head, “my time of the month, you know?”

You could see the realization wash over him, softening his features before returning immediately to confusion,

“And?”

“What do you mean by that?” You didn’t understand what he was asking. 

“So, the painters are in. What about it?” He looked so lost. You decided to be very upfront, the clarity burning in your throat,

“You don’t care that I’m bleeding?”

Still, no reaction. He shrugged, shaking his head,

“Why would I? I mean, if you don’t feel up to it, I’m happy to fetch the hot water bottle and neapolitan out of the fridge,” he grabbed you around your shoulders, “but a bit of blood isn’t going to scare me off, love. In fact, I bet you’re wet and ready for me right now. Hot.”

He kissed your neck, sucking into your skin, licking your throat, and pulling at the flimsy straps of your tank top. He exposed your breasts, and with how high your hormones were, they felt swollen and hypersensitive. As he rubbed them, kissing your nipples and laving his tongue over them, you moaned from the strong tingles he created in your nerves. 

“Are you sure?” You panted, still nervous about his perception. 

“Mm,” he tugged a nipple into his mouth before looking up at you, darkness shrouding his gaze, “very sure. Lay down. I’ll grab a towel.”

He yanked your top off, throwing your clothes on the floor and dipped into the bathroom to grab a towel. He came back with a big beach towel that he’d had for years. Big palm trees swayed against a perfect blue background. You hoped you wouldn’t ruin it. 

Price signaled for you to raise your hips, and he put the cloth underneath you, protecting the bed. Roughly, he stripped you of your bottoms, making you naked when he was still fully clothed. Then, to your horror, he assumed his usual position with his head between his legs, licking his chops like a hungry wolf. 

“John!”

Mid-lick, he looked up at you, frozen in place,

“What?”

You didn’t have a chance to say anything. Keeping his eyes on you, he continued toward his destination, licking and sucking on your folds, ignoring your worried throat noises. 

“You can’t! It’s…it’s gross, right?”

He mumbled, his mouth full of pussy between phrases,

“No, sweet girl, mmph, ‘s good. Gets my blood up. Cock’s gonna be achin’ in a moment.”

You tried to relax, even getting close to coming since you were so sensitive, but as he licked you, your shame became too much. You thought he was just appeasing you,

“John, please. You don’t have to pretend…”

He was on you in a flash. His hand slipped around your neck, crushing your jawbone, forcing you to look at him in the face, snarling at you like a hound,

“Are you really trying to keep this pussy from me? I don’t care if you bleed every day for the rest of your goddamn life. This is my cunt, and I’m starving for it. You know your safe word. Use it!” 

His sudden aggression stunned you. Price waited, patiently, knowing you needed time to think. He was already covered in red smears, his mouth and beard caked in your blood and sparkling with your slick.  

You looked up at him, eyes worried and full of past pains,

“Are you sure?” 

The captain smiled maliciously, 

“Does this feel sure to you?”

Your heart almost stopped when you felt him slap his cock on your thigh, letting you feel the heaviness of his impossibly hard erection. Your face must have worn your shock all over it because he chuckled darkly, obviously feeling vindicated. 

“That’s what I thought, love. Now, can I get back to my mission, or do you need to stop?”

You stared at him for a while, searching for any deception. Finding none, you shook your head, giving him free reign to proceed as he saw fit. 

Price was such a grizzly when he needed to be, roaring to stand his ground, but you knew that, with just one word from you, he’d release you, forfeiting his claim at your whim. You couldn’t believe that he wasn’t repulsed. If anything, he was turned on. 

He ate you like a man possessed, sucking at you and covering his cheeks and lips and nose in red, sticky blood, not giving a shit about the mess. Your thighs were covered. You could feel every bit of effort he put into making you come, and he seemed to be celebrating each and every moment you moaned or jolted your hips up towards his waiting mouth. 

Then, he reached his hand up toward your hole, sinking two of his fingers into you as deep as they would go, massaging your walls in slow circles as he pushed inside. You groaned in a deep, guttural voice, feeling like your whole body was quivering for his touch. Watching as he pulled his hand out to thrust into you again, you saw the dark burgundy fluid that had fallen from your womb. 

Price paid it no mind. He was too busy humping his cock into his other hand to care, readying himself for your shared pleasure. He began fucking you on his hand in earnest, his knuckles hitting that space between, sending shocks of pleasure through your body, the wet, milking sounds echoing in the room with both of your ragged moans. 

“Oh, fuck, love,” he grunted, “you’re damn well flooded.”

He licked his lips, smearing your blood with his tongue. Then, he bent to suck your clit again, groaning as he did, making it vibrate with his low voice. Even when he made you come from his lurid efforts, he didn’t let up. If anything, it made him wilder to see your redness staining his hand. 

Finally, he pulled away from you, and he used his dripping hand to stain his cockhead, lubing himself up for his entry. There was little resistance to him as he pushed forward into you. That was very abnormal for your coupling. He was heavy and thick, and it usually took quite a bit of grinding to reach your warm middle. Not tonight. 

Tonight, his head sank all the way to your womb, pressing against the soft, sensitive flesh like a wet kiss, and he was beside himself,

“Fuuuuuckin’ hell…” he growled, “That’s good. So. Damn. Wet.”

Each word was a struggle, punctuated by his rough thrusts. As he fucked you, you felt your blood and come coating the skin between you, making a mess of your thighs and ass cheeks, dripping down onto the towel and onto his balls and legs. His face was still covered in blood, as were his hands. He was rubbing his hand on his chest, enjoying the slippery feeling over his nipple, taking turns rubbing your breasts as well. Your skin had red streaks all over it, painted like a Pollock. 

He didn’t last long, and just when he was ready to come, he pulled his cock out to explode all over your belly, rubbing his dick on you and smearing your fluids across your skin. 

The aftermath looked like a war zone. He didn’t help you to the shower until he had repeated his sanguine worship twice again, each time more feral, almost animalistic. It was as if it made him hungrier, watching your blood dry sticky and dark on your body. When you finally walked to the bathroom with him, he made you stand with him in front of the mirror, dipping his finger into you like an ink well, painting more lines and shapes across his ruined face and body, eating it, marking himself with your blood.

#call of duty fanfic #cod mw2 #cod mwii #captain john price #cod #john price #captain price #captain price x reader #captain price x you #captain john price smut #captain john price x reader #john price x reader #only the bravest will reblog #i salute you #omg what have i done #afab reader #Female reader #x female reader

[clarisimart]

*Say No To This plays menacingly in the distance*

#bowuigi #bowser #luigi #super mario bros #hamilton #damn ear worm #to the person who made the whole song suggestive af bpwigi animatic #hats off #i salute you

[musicboxghost]

I know they're British.

But reading the classic Sherlock Holmes stories, it is still hilarious how often the subjects get themselves into a ✨Situation ✨ because they felt compelled to take a tea break.

#the three students #the naval treaty #those are just the first two that come to mind #you can bet if somebody needs to go get their tea #they are coming back to a body #or a missing diplomatic document #t is the harbinger of death #grab some cocoa whydontcha #sherlock holmes #acd holmes #british people #Watson is a coffee drinker #I salute you #you sensible gay soldier man #he knows what's up

[tenderheartbeating]

based on this iconic photo

#spiderverse #across the spiderverse #atsv #hobie brown #spiderpunk #spiderverse fanart #fanart #you cant tell me hobie isnt good with kids #him and mayday #i salute you #he radiates older brother energy #art #drawing #illustration #digital art #myart #i tried to make him as lanky as possible #lanky boi

[handlebarstiedtothestars]

Can I just say

If you’re one of the OFMD fanfic writers writing the trope of Ed thinking Stede’s going to lack knowledge in the bedroom, but Stede has read books and in fact blows Ed’s mind by showing him sex doesn’t have to be a rough, painful means to an end but can actually be nice and pleasurable and loving

Thank you, you are doing the work of the gods, a thousand blessings upon your households, you are keeping me sane through this holiday season

#I salute you #and wish I could write smut without cracking myself up into hysterics #ao3 fanfic #ofmd fanfic #ofmd #our flag means death #ed x stede #ed teach #stede bonnet #gentlebeard #blackbonnet

[aleksanderscult]

That may seem random 😭 but I want to know what your favorite pro Darkling bloggers are.

That's a beautiful question actually. Because it also gives me an excuse to give kudos to some amazing pro Darkling bloggers out there.

I won't rank them of course and I have many but my most favorite are:

@stromuprisahat (I agree with everything she says about the Darkling. Also I absolutely love her posts where she throws dirt at the good guys. Like, yes girl remind me how they suck actually 😭)

@starlesszova (her love for the Darklina ship is immense. Also she gives light to the Darkling's dark side as well but that doesn't stop her from stanning him and standing by his side even more!)

@theweeklydiscourse (if you haven't read her metas, go read them now. She puts her thoughts into words so beautifully and the things she criticizes the Grishaverse and its author about are only facts)

@is-today-tomorrow-in-nz (same thing as @theweeklydiscourse. Her criticism about the good guys' bullshit and actions is so true and she understands the Darkling so well)

@greensaplinggrace (her page is only facts about the Grishaverse and the Darkling. She brushes off neither his bad actions nor his good ones)

@darklinaforever (the way she has exposed the fandom's and the antis' bullshit needs to be applauded)

All these pages support Aleksander and none of them ignore his bad side. But they just prefer to dig deeper not only inside his psychology but also the Grishaverse's problematic messages and the author's failed attempt to deliver a cohesive, satisfying and non-problematic story. They also acknowledge how toxic that fictional world and society is and how it had affected the characters' personality and actions.

Also, all of them have critical thinking. They don't eat whatever the author says with the spoon but on the contrary they judge based on their own opinion and common sense. Which is something very important.

#love all these blogs #i just wait every day patiently in the corner with a cup of hot tea for them to speak the facts ☕ #i salute you #the darkling #aleksander morozova #pro darkling #pro aleksander morozova #darklina #anon asks #alarkling #pro darklina #alina starkov #grishaverse trilogy #shadow and bone #grishaverse

[bugbugboy]

If you were an OFMD and Gomens fan in that brief period between season 2 coming out and season 2 being renewed I have one question, how?

Are you even alive? Are there any survivors? Did you all decease? I've had ofmd for approximately 48 hours and I can't handle both of my gays being apart please 😭

#imagine gentlebeard breaking up and then ineffable husbands breaking up and not knowing if either of them are ever coming back #i salute you #i merely have to wait 2 months for my gay pirates to come back #still have to suffer gomens tho #🫡🫡🫡 #good omens #gomens #ofmd #our flag means death #good omens s2 #our flag means death s2

[calllynx]

The next phrase is alien to Fabian. He will never know what was meant by, 

I salute you

#children of time #wailing screaming sobbing crying #over this book #forever and always #it's just a masterpiece #i could have made this better though kern isnt ants at this point #just..he will never know #what is meant by #i salute you

[the-lily-blooms-late]

I can feel it…….. the hyperfixation is passing………. objectivity is returning………… the void approaches…….

#to everyone who stayed during the madness #I salute you #sincerest apologies #it will happen again #thank you and goodnight

[some-assholes-familiar]

FR Nimona, The Sea Beast, Across the Spiderverse and WolfWalkers are absolute carrying cinema rn and all reminding us why we should absolutely be making more queer punks be in charge of movies.

#the way I see it there are two sides of western animation rn #eww that’s for kids so who who cares #get in loser we’re going to tearing down society and teaching you that you deserve love too #nimona #wolfwalkers #across the spiderverse #the sea beast #“look at you #taking a crap on the establishment #i salute you #god I’ve missed binge watching movies and getting emotionally rewarded for getting excited

[darkbitchithic]

tbh the funniest thing abt the din djarin name debacle is that thw name dinluke would actually be correct if they got married and luke took on djarin’s surname

#dinluke bitches..... you did this #all the authors who wrote Luke Djarin #I salute you #dinluke #mando spoilers

[pandorasboxoftreasures]

Trying to get better angles of the last 3 Recoms as reference for drawings of them I’m working on and make sure their proportions are accurate. I had to do a double take on the Ikran taming scenes because I saw this.

...Looks like we found ourselves the dark horse in the Cake Olympics.

#stop smuggling cantaloupes Mansk #you're already carrying too much #your poor back #cat orc death squad #recombinant #avatar recoms #recom mansk #avatar mansk #mansk #homeboy packing victoria sponges #james camerons avatar #JC Avatar #avatar na'vi #avatar the way of water #the way of water #private mansk #proportions #i salute you #fanart reference #character reference #avatar movies

[clearancecreedwatersurvival]

My approach to playing stardew valley is to make an endless number of saves so I can play every single romance route and marry each character (making it gay each time of course), which is wildly different to how some people apparently play stardew by just romancing their favorite character over and over and over. More power to them but I simply can’t fathom it.

#to the Sebastian fuckers and the Leah fuckers and the Shane fuckers and the elliott fuckers #I salute you #stardew #sdv #caitie speaks

[snurtle]

Don't mind him. He's just brushing up for their next 2 player heavily homebrewed wirrâl campaign...

I wonder why that is...

a private moment with lt. kitsuragi for @mous-bones !

#disco elysium #kim kitsuragi #my art #mous you have impeccable taste #as an old man enjoyer myself.... #i salute you

[thestarsarecool]

Source: Apple Music “McCartney III” Interview

PAUL McCARTNEY: I mean, even now, if I'm in a kind of hotel or in one of these places where there's a piano in the lobby, I can't resist. I have to kind of just go by and, "excuse me," mimes playing the piano.

ZANE LOWE: It’s one thing to play piano at the family parties, it’s a great tradition. It's another thing for Paul McCartney to sit in the hotel lobby and bang out “Let it Be.” I just, I wonder how that is for people, you know, and sort of what that experience is like and whether you're aware, because you have to be self aware with the life you've lived.

PAUL McCARTNEY: Yeah…I kind of know what I'm doing, you know, I understand that. I mean, there's two parts. One part is I can't resist playing the piano. I just want to see if it's in tune and how it sounds. So that's for me. But then, you know, if there's some people around and I just do a little quick sort of bit of “Lady Madonna” or something, then I know I've given them a story. And you know, they can go home [and say], “You know, I was doing? I was in the hotel foyer. This bloke walks in, he plays a thing, and he was Paul McCartney!” You know, so, I know, I know I'm doing that.

#HE KNOWS WHAT HE’S DOING #he is SUCH a ham #it’s ridiculous #this music man loves two things in life #playing the piano #and getting people to like him #there are are worse things to do sir paul #i salute you #please continue to ham it up and play lots of music #paul mccartney #the beatles #mccartney iii #my quotes

[bunnymcbunnister]

I’m doing an extremely slow rewatch of Supernatural and I just cheered at the entrance of Victor Henriksen. I looked him up on IMBD and that fucker was only in FOUR episodes. About 150 minutes of television and an indelible mark on fan fiction history as Dean Winchester’s AU ex-boyfriend. Bravo to you sir, bravo.

#dean winchester is bi #second only to Aaron and Lee Webb #i salute you #victor henriksen #thank you for your service