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munson-blurbs · 3 days
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the first time eddie munson made a girl squirt, he grinned proudly and said, "call that an eddie monsoon."
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aduckwithears · 1 month
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Ok so I know I posted the whole set, but I keep coming back to this particular moment-
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Because look at this whole situation. Aziraphale steps forward, directly into Crowley’s shadow. Not only is he getting closer, right into his personal space, but suddenly Crowley's face is going to be a lot clearer, not backlit anymore. At the same time the Crowley's hand retreats just a little from almost grabbing and dragging Aziraphale's cravat to doing a pointy finger. And then we have-
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Where the eye contact is basically the most indecent thing I've ever seen. It's just... a lot.
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plumadot · 2 months
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Saw your post and absolutely adore your art; could you draw any of the lifers with an oh expression?
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he's going to follow that man until the ends of the earth isn't he
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leafaske · 7 months
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the proposal was *checks entry 17* not accepted he definitely isn't soliciting the government for resources to build a portal gun for funsies, no sir
referencing this amazing photoset of weird al (thank you @thefloatingstone for putting this on my dash)
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nico-is-a-corn-plant · 3 months
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*Kaz Brekker standing over a person he just murdered*
Jesper: ah shucks another Kazualty
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occudo · 4 months
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Who will catch you when you fall? Or- Do you love the color of the Mike?
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ski-ip · 2 months
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inspired by this
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cedarw00d-the-fourth · 2 months
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default durge sucking off gortash call that cock and bhaal torture
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merbear25 · 3 months
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Been thinking a lot about Crocodile
Thinking about how you'd have to take it slow to work up to a decent level of trust between each other, second guessing the other's intentions, overthinking each gesture and reaction.
You'd sneak glances at each other. Hoping you won't be caught admiring them when the thought of their body brushing up against yours crosses your mind, leaving your cheeks flushed.
Your overactive imagination would inevitably lead to restless nights of tossing and turning; wondering if he ever lost sleep over you like you did him.
Seeing as his body language isn't the most inviting to someone who may or may not want to confess their feelings, he'd most likely be the one to confront you first. Don't expect anything heart felt, though. Despite having realized he has feelings for you, he still has walls up and is going to try to feel out the situation.
He'd never show it, but he's relieved that you've returned his feelings. Since admitting your feelings, nothing changes that much. You still have to build trust. However, neither of you feel like it's necessary to sneak glances at each other anymore. The both of you are still warming up to the idea of physical touch, so even though you've closed the gap that'd been between the both of you, there's still some physical distance.
When you start spending a bit more time together, you have a certain look on your face. You look so sweet, so innocent, so trusting. Your softened features are making it hard for him to resist his growing urges: to stroke your cheek, run his hand over your hips and small of your back, to feel the warmth of your soft lips against his, all of which burning into a desire to hold you close.
NSFW below the cut (f!reader, fingering, vaginal penetration, daddy kink and maybe size kink)
Intimacy was something to be earned in his mind. Simply jumping into bed would have never been an option as it would completely void sex of any true meaning. Building that much needed trust was essential for him to fully allow himself to enjoy you.
He wants to take his time enjoying the curves of your body and relishing in how it reacts to his touch. Those hushed gasps as he gripped your inner thigh were working wonders on him, especially while he worked his way up your leg, teasing you. The way your hips slightly thrusted against his hand made him smirk. You were coming off so eager and desperate for him.
The feeling of you squirming under him was making him feel powerful — having this much control over someone from just a simple touch was exhilarating.
You hesitantly touch his thigh and trace your finger to the yearning that was lengthening between his legs. Looking up at him through your lashes, you were scanning his features for approval to continue. While he started bending down to kiss you, you met him half way — his skepticism being engulfed by your passion.
As he deepens the kiss, his hand drifts down to unbutton your pants. He tugs them, along with your panties, off swiftly, which leaves your bottom half completely at his mercy. Him gazing down at your already slick slit made your pussy twitch with anticipation.
In seeing this, his ego inflated and a cheeky smile appeared before his thumb found itself swirling around your clit. He loved seeing how your body responded and loved just how intimate it was to have you practically helpless under his touch.
Your fingers fumble about with his belt due to the constant spasms sending thrilling waves throughout your body. He decides to help satisfy your curiosity and slaps his long thick cock against your whimpering pussy, causing the wetness to splatter under its weight.
He may be a rather cruel man at times, but he wants to ensure that you love each and every moment together. He rubs the tip against your clit before shoving two fingers inside you. You whinge from the sudden pain but gradually become accustomed to the feeling. He slips a third finger in which makes your back arch from the intense amount of pressure. Once the whirls of pain and discomfort settle, your moans become louder, begging him to give you more.
The show you had just put on was too enticing not to reward. Using every ounce of will power, he held back the temptation from being as rough as he wanted to be. Carefully, he eased himself in and allowed you to adjust to his length. You crawled at the sheets beneath you and your breath hitched.
He knew you weren't going to be able to take all of him the first time having sex, so when a decent amount of him was hidden within your walls, he tenderly thrusted. Hearing your moans, seeing how tear-stained your face had become, and feeling your cunt clenching so tightly around him was delectable.
His jaw was becoming slack. He let out a deep moan, and you just couldn't help yourself, "It feels so good, daddy."
Hearing that come out of you damn near short circuited the man. The slow and steady pace he'd decided on for your comfort was dwindling; he wanted to hear you scream that. Quickening his pace, he was engrossed in your movements.
He baited you to call him that again, "D'you like that?"
"Unhhhh... love how daddy fucks me," your voice was becoming a bit hoarse from how vocal you were being.
His eyes roll back and he tightens his grip on your hip. He doesn't even notice the low-toned moans he's letting out. "Y'love how big daddy's cock is?"
All you can do is choke out a 'yes'.
He forces himself deeper into your pussy. You whimper and dig your heels into the mattress. The sounds of his dick being suctioned by your soaking cunt was accompanied by your desperation to let go.
You cry out 'daddy' before your hips buck from the intensity of your orgasm.
He pulled out and left your front side completely coated in cum.
After a moment he pants, "It might be worth spending more time with you."
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sca-nerd · 3 months
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aphrogeneias · 3 months
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i always think about fights assistant!reader and rockstar!eddie would get in. Like they are hiding their relationship and it is insanely stressful on both of them. I imagine one fight would be about Eddie having to do a photo shoot with a model and you aren't even actually mad at him, you're just jealous this random girl is touching him the way you touch him in private. So you get all quiet and moody the rest of the day until you blow up at Eddie about it
the way i see assistant!reader is that you're a very mature person, maybe you had to mature earlier because of the career path you chose, or through other circumstances, but you're a tough cookie. but you're also shy and softspoken, although you work with people all the time, that's just the way you are.
and when you see eddie surrounded by all these other women — the models, the groupies, other artists — you can't help but feel inadequate, it's natural. they're everything you're "not". the sex symbols and the bombshells, the girls who wrap themselves around him and try to get him in their beds, or backstage, or anywhere with a flat enough surface.
you know it's not his fault, and it's not the girls' fault either, as far as they know he's single. but that hurts because comparison hurts, it is the thief of joy after all. you see the model your boss hired all over him, in a leather bikini, matching his own leather outfit, and the way her red manicured hands grab his arms and shoulders, it's like they're clawing at your own heart.
you feel silly, like a teenage girl again. pining over the guy she can't have, but you have him. just not in the way that matters most.
when eddie finds you later, sitting in another room, obsessing over your notebook. scrapping notes over their schedule, anxiously bouncing your leg. he comes up behind you to hug you around the shoulders, but you flinch. he flinches too, unaccostumed with that kind of reaction.
"what happened, baby?"
"i don't wanna talk to you right now, eddie."
he takes a step back, still facing the back of her neck. his stomach drops. he wants to reach out, but her posture remains guarded. instead, he faces her.
"what do you mean you don't want to talk? did i do something?"
you don't answer, still not meeting his pleading eyes. "did i do something, y/n?"
he never calls you by your name. tears flood your eyes, but you don't let them spill. vulnerability is something you had to unlearn, and eddie still couldn't get through that wall if you didn't want him to.
"no, eddie. i did." you swallow through your tears. they still don't fall. "i made a stupid decision and now i need to face the consequences," a bitter chuckle rises up your throat, "figures."
it takes eddie a while, but he catches up. "am i your stupid decision?"
slow steps. the sound of your notebook left opened on the table, a pen hits the surface. your feet meet the ground, and you stand. still, you don't know what to say.
"i'm having to repeat myself a lot here, sweetheart," there's disappointment in his tone. "why am i a fucking stupid decision? because of a photoshoot? because of my fans? or because you weren't brave enough to be seen with me?"
eddie barks, but he never bites. the way his eyes are set on you, a hard line on his brows, says otherwise. but you can't let him explode, can't let the other hears. you're the one who makes the difficult decision again. for once, you wish he did.
"i said i don't wanna talk to you right now."
you cry once you're out of the building, behind the tinted windows of the car you requested to drive you back to the hotel. eddie cries in that same room, already regretting everything he said.
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calkestis · 1 year
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[gunshot]
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caffeinatedrogue · 1 year
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quick ass after work doodle cause I missed them, fellas :'(
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So uhm, I saw this...
And I just imagined the following:
Price: *makes his way into the locker room/communal showers at 5 a.m. sharp because they have to be wheels up in an hour*
Price: *stops by the sink first to clear his throat, spit out and then proceeds to hack up a lung because he smokes cigars like he's made of money* (don't smoke, kids. smoking is bad)
Gaz, Soap, Ghost, Roach, and every single other soldier, junior officer, recruit, medic, fucking anyone in the locker room or in the immediate vicinity in unison: "G'Morning SIR!"
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cerasus--flores · 25 days
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they should make the aventurine morning art into a hunt lightcone that boosts ultimate dmg so it can strengthen ratio's pillar.
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fincher-of-the-swamp · 3 months
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ok
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