#and he's like 👁👄👁

[evankinard]

I just know eddie shows up to the wedding in that outfit and the entire team turns around to look at him in unison with this exact face

#i can hear hens eyebrows and chims gum popping from here #bucks gonna be the only not reacting like that but thats because hes gonna look like this 👁👄👁 #911 spoilers #eddie diaz #weewoo brainrot #911 abc

[collinnmckinley]

Call of Duty: MWII + MW2019 ↳ Infinite gifs of Cap. John Price [20/∞].

#cod #call of duty #call of duty mw #cod mw #call of duty modern warfare #john price #captain price #captain john price #codedit #codjay #edits* #gifs* #kyle be like: 👁👄👁 #I as a player be like: 👁👄👁 #he's so hot #forever in love with him

[pinkyjulien]

━ Halsin 🐻

#Baldur's Gate 3 #BG3 #BG3 Spoilers #Halsin #NSFT #Ok but deadass Halsin's scene is so beautiful ghfhgf #Taking away the BEAR MEME FOR A MINUTE #A druid turning literally feral for his lover??? Like???? AYO???? #THATS SO BEAUTIFUL AND GENUINE ✋😩 I LIVE FOR THAT SHIT #yes I did try both scenes duh UwU Neylan ain't no COWARD he can take the bear too #you can see his balls hangin if you zoom in on there 👁👄👁 #hopefully all the lights and magical shit will throw toomblar detection off 🤡

[sweetmoons]

Dapper when they get back and hear that their dad has been giving the whole island the cake that they spiked with sleeping pills:

#bbh is just like its dappers recipe hes such a good cook!!! #and dapper is 👁👄👁 #qsmp #quackity smp #bbh #badboyhalo #q!badboyhalo #q!bbh #qsmp badboyhalo #qsmp bbh #dapper #q!dapper #qsmp dapper

[moodymisty]

✦ 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖐 𝖄𝖔𝖚 ✦

Author's Note: tehe :3 I'm normal :> I saw that the Merchant wasn't getting much love and I just finished the remake so....

Summary: The mysterious Merchant that's been traveling around has been mighty helpful, why not give him a bit more than just a thank you?

Relationships: The Merchant/Fem!Reader (no she/her pronouns are used, but there's one brief mention of 'cunt' and petnames like 'sweetheart' and 'love' are used)

Warnings: NSFW, Oral (Male receiving), little bit of deepthroating, Is sucking off a man who's name you don't even know deserving of a warning?, Porn without plot, Some praising dirty talk from the Merchant

Word Count: 2224

Ao3 Mirror

"Ahhh, well look who it is,"

You quickly turn your head, seeing a familiar shape bathed in the soft light of the setting sun outside. It's filtering through the cracks in the walls and the windows; Without it, the only light you'd have would be the glow of your torch with it's slowly draining battery. This whole place still unsettles you, but it's nice to finally see someone just a bit less hostile than the usual fare.

"Lookin' for something in particular?"

He tosses one hand outward, his fingers relaxed and curled slightly inward towards his palm. His pack is on the ground for once, surely resting his back. That weight has clearly done some damage to him however, as he still maintains his usual slouch. Though maybe he's just always had that posture. It's not like you've known him long enough to be able to tell.

But all and all, he's the friendliest face you've met by far. So you have not too much worry coming in closer. Part of you wonders if his niceties are only so he can reap a future reward, but for now he hasn't. That part still has you hesitating, even if just a bit.

"I need some ammo. Fresh out." The last villager you had the displeasure of 'meeting' you'd had to fill with almost a whole magazine of bullets, before they finally went down.

That's the thing; You can kill them, but it's more so the matter of if they stay dead.

The Merchant makes an odd little noise sounding somewhat like an affirmative hum, before nodding to you. Slipping a hand inside the main section of his jacket it's moments later that he pulls out a duo of familiar red boxes, and you can hear the bullets clicking against each other inside when he lightly jostles them.

"Here you go; Just for you." You move to give him what little money you've scrambled together as of late, but he waves a hand, your eyes glancing towards the odd, splotchy complexion of his skin exposed by his fingerless gloves.

"Consider it on the house, Love."

He always calls you 'Love'. Or Sweetheart; Lovey. You've told him your name, so it's not as if he has nothing else to call you.

It's not to say you mind, however. It doesn't sound incredibly skeezy like you'd expect, and if anything, it sometimes makes your neck just a bit hot for no good reason.

He's just a bit of a flirt; You'd be a liar if you said you hadn't volleyed something back a few times.

"O-oh, I," You stutter for a moment, before taking the ammo from him and putting it in the pocket of your jacket. "Thanks." When you give him a small smile, he nods back. You can see by the way his eyes squint upwards that he's also grinning quite widely, or at least something similar.

"You've been more of a help than you needed to be." He brushes you off with one motion of his hand. It's nonchalant, before his eyes train right back on you. He rounds his little table to the side, leaning on it just a bit at the hip. It puts him even closer to you, and now you're almost in his personal space.

"Got to keep my regulars happy, right?"

Has he always been this, tall? And wide; He seems to almost shadow you, his shoulders far wider than your own. Maybe it's the thick, bulky material of his coat, though even then that doesn't remove the fact that even slightly slouched, he seems to have a height advantage on you.

Maybe it's because he's even closer now, having taken another step closer. Or maybe you moved closer and just don't remember doing so, hands hanging in the air close to your own chest.

"And I, uh, wanted to thank you."

Your finger hooks the edge of his coat as an absentminded fidgeting motion and the fabric waves, hearing the chimes and rattling of his 'merchandise'. He allows you for a moment, but when it actually moves, he catches your wrist with a gentle grip. His hands are large, and it swallows your wrist easily. He doesn't move your hand away, just simply stops it from moving any further as his eyes stare right into you, even so slightly hooded.

"I hope you aren't thinking of stealin' with those little hands of yours?" He trails off with a chuckle, watching your face morph into surprise at the misreading of your intentions.

"No! No Not at all; I..." He's still chuckling, it fading quieter and deeper, the uncovered tips of his fingers warm on your skin.

"What else would you want in my coat for then, lovey?"

His question seems genuine, but maybe it's his tone of voice, that makes it sound almost perverted.

Or maybe it's just you; Because the first image that comes to your mind is you on your knees. And no matter how hard you try and shake it from your head now, the thought stays. The idea of doing something that completely debauch on a man you literally don't know makes your neck hot, but not as hot as he himself makes you.

He's been quite the flirt, so maybe he wouldn't mind the treat?

You can't help thinking it; That he's, in an odd, partly frightening way, attractive. Maybe it's the lack of appearance; Or the way his voice seems to hit you in your gut with it's deep, gravely tone. When each time he calls you sweetheart or love, looking at you with those eyes.

He's still waiting for your answer; His eyes on your face as you look away.

"Like I said; I just, wanted to thank you." You hope he can't hear the nervousness in your voice, as you hide behind the 'thanking him' excuse. If pressured you'd deny it, but you know deep down you were already looking at him this way before the thought of thanking him ever came into your head.

The edge of his coat you have pinched between the knuckles of your pointer and middle finger, sliding down the thick seam as you slowly but surely fall to your knees. All the while the Merchant watches, silent. He allows his coat to be parted more fully, enough so that you can see inside. He quickly gets the hint, holding his coat back with one hand.

"Ohhh; Well, who am I to stop you if that's what you're lookin' for, sweetheart."

For a moment his sentence boils you enough to consider backing out and re-considering this, but in the end you don't, as your head leans ever so slightly forward. Your lips brush against the seam of his trousers, fabric course and dirty against your skin. Suddenly his hand is a soft weight against the back of your head, looking down at you. You can see the way his eyes flicker over different parts of your face, intently watching.

Any hesitations you had earlier are absolutely out the window now, feeling how fast your heart is racing.

The chuckle he lets out is what someone might call creepy, one that trails off as he watches you fumble with the buttons of his trousers. You might not disagree with calling it that, but there's no denying the deep grumble it trails off into puts a weight in your gut.

It's the way that your fingers stumble and paw at his clothing that makes him chuckle again, though just as he goes to reach a hand down and assist you, you finally manage to get a handle on the confusing clothing.

Slipping a hand inside his trousers you gently wrap a hand around his cock, feeling his heavy heat against your hand as you reveal it. That feeling in and of itself makes him groan, as your hand experimentally drifts up and down his cock for a few motions. That feeling of your lips brushing against his trousers had already started to rile him up, and soon enough, he's almost completely hard in your hand.

Once you're done experimenting, or maybe preparing yourself, you move your head closer, until your mouth his hovering just millimeters away from him. You can feel the stuffy heat against your skin, and the weight of his eyes watching down on you. They're hooded, lazily looking down at you like he's already having a grand time, even if you've barely started.

His cock is hot against your lips when they finally meet, even twitching as you move to wrap your mouth over the tip. Slowly you take him into your mouth, more and more as you attempt to fit as much as you can.

He's big, the tip of his cock bulges your cheek as you groan, mouth almost completely full. And you're not even to the base, your nose just barely brushes against the unbuttoned fabric of his trousers. He lets out a loud moan, echoing against the halls of the dreary, broken down building you're in. You pull your head back before trying again, attempting to familiarize yourself with the feeling while taking as much of him as you can. A tiny bead of spit forms in the corner of your mouth, as you hear him speak through his muffled groans.

"Fuck sweetheart, you got'a tight little mouth..."

More like he's too big for it, you think.

Your head bobs on his length quickly coating him in your own spit, taking deep breaths through your nose. The last thing you want to do is gag on him, but you're playing with fire; If he decides to get a little rough it wouldn't take much to send him right down your throat.

"Shit, shit, that's perfect," One of his hands presses against the back of your head, but not enough to stop you from moving. Tongue pressed against the bottom of his cock you have the odd, salty taste of precum in your mouth, hands gripping the fabric of his trousers. He can feel your soft moans just as much as he can hear them, not noticing when you glance up for just a moment.

"Ohhhh, fuck lovey," His voice almost shakes; That rough, gravely, nearly tipsy sounding tone grinding against his words. His gloved hand slides against your hair, fingers firm but gentle against the back of your head.

"You're real good at this, ain't ya?"

You're not the best judge of your own skill, but at least he seems to be enjoying it, bad posture exasperated even more so as he leans over you. His other hand presses against the top of the table he has laid out- the one he can fold away when he decides to move on to the next location he chooses- It creaking under the sudden increase in weight. It's meant to hold ammo, handguns and the occasional rifle, not support his bodyweight like this. Not that he cares, letting out a soft sigh and mumbling to himself:

"What'a treat..."

His hips thrust forward, meeting your mouth in the middle as he can no longer stay idle. His boot grinds against crumbled stone and dirt as he takes one tiny step closer, groaning through his gritted teeth behind the mask.

"Ohh, I'm real close lovey, you better..." He trails off, but you get the jist of it more than enough. Hand wrapped around the base of his cock that your mouth just can't get to without tickling the back of your throat, your lips wrap tight around the head of his cock as he twitches in your mouth. When his hand tightens on the back of your head not moments later is he finishing in your mouth, him letting out a muffled, deep groan. It's gravely and hits you right in your cunt, but you can deal with that later.

You swallow, the odd taste in your mouth lingering as he groans. You can feel the way that he's slowly softening in your mouth, and when you pull away, his cock falls from your mouth with a wet pop. Your hands fix his trousers; As if none of this had even happened. When you look up at him, he's watching every little move you make.

"Ain't you just a lovely thing,"

His hand drifts from your hair around to your face, thumb brushing against the corner of your mouth and wicking up a droplet of spit mixed with his own cum. His finger slides over your lips and presses, and your mouth opens under his soft pressure. It just barely brushes against your teeth, only for a moment. When he removes his thumb from the wetline of your bottom lip your mouth closes again. His touch is surprisingly gentle, you notice. His hand rests cupping the side of your jaw, head tilting into it.

Your knees hurt; They've been grinding against the hard floor, tiny pieces of rubble and dirt poking upward through your clothes. When you stand back upright, they yell in pain from being in such an uncomfortable pose for so long.

"Not used to gettin' thank yous, let alone ones like that." His thumb brushes over your lips again, his chest almost brushing against your own.

"Now, are you going on your way, or are you gonna stick around for a while longer?"

#everyone who's here for my star wars posting be like 👁👄👁 but HEAR ME OUT OK... He's hot. I had a crush on him since gamecube #the merchant x reader #the merchant x you #Merchant/Reader #re4 merchant #resident evil 4 remake #reader insert #reader #mywriting

[ahhrenata]

some steddie doodles inspired by @stevethehairington ’s super cute and amazing fic waving down the wind ✨

#go read it #!!! #it’s so soft and cute and I absolutely love it! #i love them #fic rec #there were so many cute little scenes to doodle but these popped out the most #i also really liked the scene where eddie puts Steve’s jacket on and steve gets in his space #tugs on the zipper and Eddie’s like 👁👄👁 or at least in my head he is LOL #stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things art #steddie fanart #please excuse any mistakes because my eyes are tired #i also put scars on them.. wasn’t sure if they were supposed to have them or not🫣 #xuserann

[legofbicuriosity]

i’m not sure if anyone has pointed this out before, but the laundry and taxes line in eeaao actually translates more accurately to “if there is a next life, i would still choose to do taxes and open a laundromat with you” (instead of just “i would’ve really liked”), and the distinction is so important because it emphasises the gravity of the each minuscule choice we make, and how it is the significance of these choices that makes our seemingly insignificant lives have meaning. choosing to do laundry and taxes with her conveys a sense of certainty and assuredness that he would still actively make that decision in another life, as opposed to “i would’ve liked” which implies that he is merely a product of his circumstances with no agency over them instead of a result of his individual autonomy. it also reinforces waymond’s own philosophies about optimism as a choice we must constantly make and hold steadfast to despite despite despite. the act of choosing begets sacrifice, but choosing love, choosing kindness, choosing to believe that the darkness is transient and surmountable is the most important thing we could do in a world where succumbing to despair and hopelessness is so easy, and i think the way this film navigates this subject of choice is so beautiful

#everything everywhere all at once #eeaao #anyways. just rewatched it can u tell #i was literally in the cinema like 👂🏻👁👄👁👂🏻 what is he saying. #the line is 如果有来生，我还是会选择和你一起报税，开洗衣店 btw #stewing in my brain

[prongsmydeer]

Things I Loved About Fleabag (2016):

The careful balance of spiralling and sincerity that keeps you rooting for resolution and relief, despite the show intentionally framing itself around grief

The way that it is clear based on the way that they talk about her that Fleabag is a great deal like her mother (her off-colour jokes, her charisma, even hints of difficult friendships through the Godmother) but they don't have anyone make that comparison until the last episode of S2, with, "You are the way you are because of [your mother]" and the look of surprise on Fleabag's face when she hears it

"Don't make me an optimist; you will ruin my life," being such a telling line, because as you fall in love with the Priest, and Fleabag, you want to believe that things will work themselves out

The love in Claire's line to Fleabag, "The only person I'd run through an airport for is you," and the delightful contrary optimism of her deciding to go to the airport anyway

The revelation that Boo had offered to take Fleabag's love for her mother, intertwining both losses

The way that the Priest not only breaks through the carefully constructed narrative relationship that Fleabag has with the viewer, but also himself directly looks toward the audience on a separate beat as he tries to understand her more ("You don't like answering questions, do you?")

The entire sequence of the last few scenes, "Being a romantic takes a hell of a lot of hope," to "I love you." "It'll pass," to Fleabag walking around with a statue that is, in some ways now, a physical representation of the love she is carrying around. Because while the show is about grief, and love, it doesn't feel like it is asking you to overcome those things, but to learn to live with them while moving forward

#ayesha says things #fleabag #hot priest #priestbag #claire fleabag #fleabag series #television #more thoughts in tags #i'm glad i stuck it out bc the first few eps i was like 'i don't know if this is for me' and then as it continued i was like 'OH.' #i love how s1 feels like a complete story. and then s1-s2 feels like a more complete story #and i adore how you can see the love in its writing. it's like watching tgp. it feels intentional and sincere and a bit clever #also not to undercut the sincerity of my feelings for this show #but i wasn't expecting to find andrew scott's hot priest SO HOT. they really did something there. every time he was on screen i was like #I Am Looking 👁👄👁 #alright 2010 sherIock fans. u win this round

[steam-beasts]

Well, well, well...look who finally woke up!

Happy 1/1!

#thomas and friends #thomas the tank engine #monster engines #ttte thomas #Sheep; “ayo why're you lookin' at me like that?? 👁👄👁💧 #he's so silly

[barbwalken]

I legit unironically love micolash boss "battle". Is so fucking strange, because the whole game you fight against horrible beasts that were once humans, or ascended humans who got transformed into something out of this (or that) world, or eldritch creatures.

And then, after a horrible tour through the nightmare of mensis you encounter the most regular ass guy in the game (wearing a fucking cage, of course). It is such a unique fight, the asshole runs from you like taunting you, waits for you, and when you finally corner him, he spams 2 arcane attacks, or hits you with his baby fists.

Is such a pain in the ass to get him to the second phase of the fight, only for the idiot to kill you in one shot with a call beyond if you dont know whats coming.

I think he is the only boss that speaks to you during the fight, and what he says is so strange and revealing at the same time. The guy is delirious, but knows what he is talking about. Then he starts to howl, because why not.

But what i love the most about this fight is the absolute hate people express for this fight XD. Is too damn funny to watch videos ranking worst fromsoft bosses, and hear a particular disdain for this fight. Also, i love reaction videos to this fight. It may not be an epic battle, but man the reactions and frustrations it generates are fucking gold 😩🤌💕

#my friend who got me into bloodborne hates micolash with a passion hahaha #i think he is one of the most entertaining and interesting bosses #bacause of the hilarity of seeing a funny guy wearing a cage and howling and laughing avery time #he runs away from you #but then you see yahargul and the mess the school of mensis made there #and it is like wait #what the hell did he do here #and how did he ended up like this #👁👄👁

[ghostdrinkssoup]

I just finished watching the first two episodes of succession for the first time and seriously what the fuck is going on with tom and greg. they were together on screen for less than two seconds and tom was immediately like you wanna kiss me? oh I see. mhmm. yeah. you wanna kiss me so bad. literally embarrassing. suck my dick. I’m joking. omg I’m literally kidding don’t take me seriously. the look on your face oh my god you actually thought I was being serious? really? because I was. you want me carnally. you want money but you want me more. JUST KIDDING OMG

and greg is just standing there like 🧍 what.

#NOTHING PROMPTS TOM TO BE THAT WAY HE JUST ACTS SO UNHINGED THE MINUTE HE SEES GREG ??? OUT OF POCKET #I mean I guess he’s desperate for power and the approval of the father and is immediately aware of anyone new who enters the game #BUT HE DOESN’T NEED TO BE LIKE THAT #episode two he’s at it AGAIN he’s like hey. you prince charming? you literally just said that omg you want to fuck marcy? how about me? #should we kiss ???? #and greg’s face is just 👁👄👁 #so deeply unserious I’m obsessed #I think this show is meant to be serious but I think it’s a comedy /pos #succession #tom wambsgans #greg hirsch #tomgreg #ghost speaks

[girlsdads]

prompt: bottoming

#👁👄👁 #love when he looks like there's not a single thought in his head <3 #max verstappen #formula 1 #f1 #*mygifs

[ughgoaway]

thinking of annie meeting her baby sibling for the first time and im crying! -🪤

ohmygoddd she would come into the hospital room SO NERVOUS. like you've never seen her before, Annie is usually a little ball of energy but she very carefully opens the door and peeks her head around anxiously.

✿❀✿✿❀✿✿❀✿✿❀✿✿❀✿✿❀✿✿❀✿✿❀✿

auntie charli and Uncle George have been looking after her whilst you and matty have been in hospital. it turned out to be much longer than you expected because baby boy was NOT coming out without a fight, so it was a fucking rough labour.

(charli later tells you that looking after Annie for over a day made her realise her and George aren't quite at the baby stage yet, "but maybe we'll get a fish or something")

I think you're holding baby boy, and matty is sitting on the end of the bed, ready to greet Annie. she runs up to him and immediately jumps onto his lap and anxiously burrows her head in his neck, peaking out every once in a while to look at you and baby boy.

"Do you wanna meet your brother peanut?" matty asks, stroking her curls and smiling over to you. if heart eyes could be personified, it would be matty in that moment. all his family in one room, his daughter about to meet his brother and the mother of his children looking the most beautiful he's ever seen her. (You deny this considering you haven't showered for 3 days and also haven't slept in 48 hours, but matty insits)

Annie nods tentatively and crawls up the bed to you. at first, she just stares, flicking her eyes from the baby to you and back to matty with a nervous smile the whole time. she builds up the confidence to touch him, and she very softly strokes his head. she giggles at the feeling and gets slightly more brave, grabbing his hand and ginning. baby boy wraps his hand around her thumb, and annie gasps. looking at you and matty saying, "Look, he's holding my hand!!" and matty just nods with wet eyes and a Cheshire-cat-like grin.

"Can I hold him?" she asks after 20 minutes of him holding her finger. She refused to move her hand until he let go, and the little contact obviously had built up her confidence massively.

"Of course, sweetheart, come lean against my chest, and we can hold him together, yeah?" You say softly. She nods, and you pass baby boy off to matty whilst she wiggles in.

she's giggling the whole time you're getting ready, but as soon as the baby is in her ams, she's silent. just staring down at him completely awestruck.

matty is, of course, having a photoshoot at the end of the bed and tearing up at the sight of his babies and the love of his life. until George shoos him off and takes photos of all of you, and that's the pic you send to everyone to announce the birth of your son :))))

(do you like that I still haven't mentioned his name bc I can't decide lol... im like 90% on arthur tho <3)

#she would spend all day just standing over his crib like 👁👄👁 #and youre like “annie sweetheart hes fine on his own” #but she just stays and watches him #brings her book and reads it out for him lol #babies!!!!! #🪤 anon #anon! #teacher au!

[culssi]

Lucifer won the hottest character thing I did yesterday. This is my first time drawing him so it was slightly challenging, but I’m quite proud of how he turned out although I did not know what to do for the background.

#he took about an hour 👁👄👁 #played it safe without drawing hands #hope you like #hazbin hotel #hazbin lucifer #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel lucifer

[rongzhi]

Creating situations and conditions

English added by me :)

#酱油白米饭 #douyin #video #tiktok #personal fave #🫵🏼 👁👄👁 #when he's wailing..... ive never had that much energy in my life. except like. once. #羡慕了

[calig0-verne]

I saw something on Twitter of Trigun possibly getting a reprint?! I hope so because I’ll buy the whole collection!! Also the coat?! The watches???! The Fanny pack?!!! Stunning! My bank is about to FEEL.

Anyway! Episode 10 got me feeling a way so here we go!! Into the final act of season 1! It’s gone by so fast! I’m not ready to say goodbye yet.

#art #illustration #artists on tumblr #aaah help #trigun #trigun stampede #anime #vash the stampede #vash plushie #vash #vash our beloved #redraw #i’m normal #stop looking at me #with those eyes #like 👁👄👁 #he’s so precious #trigun vash #vash is babygirl