Ahhhh You Draw Them So Deliciously

I love genuinely innocent “boys will be boys.” Just saw a guy come out of a frat house to poke a pair of jeans they’d left outside - they were frozen solid, and as soon as he confirmed that, like twenty more boys came rushing out of the house going “YOOOOOOOOOO”

i want to show some fucking appreciation for amita suman. inej was most likely forced to strip in front of clients while at the menagerie. and i think amita’s acting shows that, her facial expressions in this scene show that she’s thinking of the last time she had to do this, there’s a hardness in her expression. but when she sees the kaz is turned away, his eyes averted, her gaze softens

draw women in post-apocalyptic world settings with armpit hair, leg hair, bushy brows and pubic hair ya cowards,, draw brown women/women with dark thick hair with arm hair and happy trails and sideburns and mustaches i’m sick of seeing silky smooth soapy clean make up wearing post apocalyptic dolled up women next to stinky sweaty crusty men with dirty nails and sweaty clothes and sweaty greasy hair and 3m long ugly beards

via jakeschreier

mom said it’s MY turn to lay gently in the cold dark earth

stop asking me if my wife is single you guys KNOW i have a crush on her

This is why writers abandon stories. It’s not that we don’t love them, it’s because we don’t want to love them alone.

tit!obsessed steve rogers headcanon 🎀

sometimes —90% of the time— the only thing that would be running through steve’s mind would be your stunningly, plump and perfect tits. he would salivate at the thought. envisioning you on his lap, your bare back against his chest as he squeezed and fondled your breasts all while kissing and biting at your neck, drinking in your moans.

the day that he found out you could literally have an orgasm with him only teasing and touching your nipples — he almost had a heart attack. he replayed that day on his mind literally 24/7. it was damn near the hottest thing he’d ever seen in his life. and you better believe that everytime you two get frisky again, he always starts off with your overly sensitive tits, begging to see you cum again from him just licking and sucking on those nipples.

“c’mon, baby… give it to me…” he groaned against your nipple as he had you straddling his lap. his voice was muffled since he practically had his face smushed on your breast, licking and sucking while his other hand pinched and rolled your other nipple between his fingers. you moaned deliciously, throwing your head back. your fingers were caught in his hair, pulling him closer as he groaned into your skin.

“mmmmh… baby..” you gasped, eyes shut as your brows tented upwards, lips parting in a big O.

“that’s right, sweetheart…” he growled against your tit, his lips moving onto the next one, taking your nipple in between his teeth. “cmon… yeah…” he encouraged you as your moans grew more louder and desperate by the second.

before he knew it, you doubled over him, your fingers swiftly sneaking down to play with your clit as you orgasmed with a shaky moan, your thighs trembling around him. you panted as he reluctantly pulled his mouth away from your tits, his hands still fondling them. “fuck… you’ve no idea what you do to me.” he growled, hooking his arms around your thighs and throwing you down onto the bed, hovering over you and smashing his lips against yours.

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