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thatcheeseycandle · 1 month
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YOU!!!
THE QUESTION CIRCLES BACK TO YOU!! YOUR MY SIXTH.. ASK!!
✨Send this to ten other bloggers you think are wonderful, keep the game going and make someone smile!!✨ – copied from my last ask
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(ROUND 2 LETS GOOOO)
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hajimedics · 2 months
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I'M NOT YOUR DOLL AND I'LL THINK FOR MYSELF AND I'LL LIVE FOR MYSELF
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wishing-well-art · 28 days
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Pearl's Delivery Service is open for business!
Textless versions of the stamps under the cut!
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ew-selfish-art · 8 months
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DpxDc AU: Justice League requires all of its youngest members to list at least one adult emergency contact in case something happens out in the field- And Lancer did tell Danny to put his number down if he needed help!
Lancer wanted to call CPS, wanted to call them for years, but something was wrong with his beloved town and the government agents that came were always… ill mannered. To say the least. So with the young Mr.Fenton appearing wounded in his class on multiple occasions, sleeping through lectures even more often, Lancer felt himself gradually accept that no other adult was going to step up to protect this child.
He figures out his Identity as Phantom and it makes his rage boil hotter than Dante’s sixth layer of hell. Danny refuses to abandon his parents (who continue to hunt him unknowingly), and he refuses to let any of his ghostly responsibilities fall wayside (this CW fellow is a real piece of work!).
But for all the things he expected when he told Danny that he could be trusted and could help- Ms. Manson and Mr.Foley coming to him for help, patching wounds, offering snacks and covering for Danny when attacks occurred in class- he hadn’t expected the Justice League to be knocking on his door.
Lancer blinked at the appearance of Batman in his classroom after the final bell, but then his stomach dropped.
TELLTALE HEART THATS THE BATMAN!!
“Phantom listed you as his emergency contact. Have you had any recent communication with him?” The deep, gravel voice startled Lancer.
Lancer checks his phone, Danny had skipped class today; and while Lancer was working with Danny to get him after school lessons and tutoring for all of the hours he missed, it was uncommon for him not to respond at Lancer’s text asking for a confirmation of his safety.
“Not in 24 hours, but I can message him again.” Lancer is shaking as he types on his phone to team phantom-Who wouldn’t be nervous at both the implications of Danny’s safety and the Batman??
Superman flies into the room from the open doorway, “No luck, without a heartbeat I can’t find him. Where ever they have him it’s lead lined or he’s keeping himself invisible.”
SCARLET LETTER ITS SUPERMAN!?!
Danny doesn’t reply to Lancer, and neither do Danny’s friends.
“He has two team members with whom he is inseparable, if none of them are responding then all three have been accosted. I’m coming with you until we find them.” Lancer declares and while he’s sure that Batman is unimpressed, Superman gives him a sad smile and nods.
Thus Lancer joins the Justice League for a day, Helps to save Team Phantom and Informs the takedown of an illegal government agency.
Batman also slides him some adoption papers and a card for a lawyer if Lancer decides to formally adopt Danny. Lancer also wins a Wayne Excellence Award for Teaching that year but he’s pretty sure the money is unrelated to Danny’s alter ego- after all, Lancer is a fantastic teacher.
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queerdraws · 8 months
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projecting on luffy again. get bited.
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soap-ify · 3 months
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any thots on chubby könig? i saw your post about simon gaining weight during leave, and now you have my könig infected brain thinking about könig :(
he'd be ashamed and almost slightly insecure about gaining weight, he goes too hard on himself because he grew up larger than everyone else...
but when you run your pussy against his chubby stomach, moaning out blissfully with tears in your eyes, he seemingly doesn't have an issue with his weight gain anymore ;3
or his thighs :( grinding against him while groping the soft flesh in his burly, meaty arms :(
feel free to delete or ignore, my dove !!! hope you're doing well ☀️🫂🌷
ORLA HI!! this is my first time writing for könig... trembling rn. (his debut into the ruruverse)
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chubby könig can’t help but remember all the bullying he had endured when he was in school for his height and other stuff. he’d look at the soft layer of fat adorning his otherwise built torso with so much disdain, determined to lose the fat by working out even more before the next deployment. plus he wanted to look good for you!
you on the other hand simply adored how soft he had gotten. you loved resting your cheek on his meaty bicep, or on his warm squishy pecs (you’d squish them sometimes, he’d get all cocky after that).
though what truly boosted his ego back was when you were straddling him, wet cunt clumsily rubbing against his soft tummy while your hands were laid on his chest for balance, sweet little moans leaving your lips. your clit would nicely be rubbing against his skin, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.
and he was simply enamored by the sight of you pleasuring yourself with his tummy.
“f-feels so good, könig…”
“ja? i can see that.” he huffed, his warm rough hands gently holding into your waist, groaning a bit as your fingers squished and dug into his soft pecs, your body trembling.
he’d make you lick your cum off his tummy after that, all while grinning victoriously like an idiot.
you really did wonders on his ego.
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b1rds3ye · 8 months
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AAAA i loved that 141 + masked reader one!! omg you're filling my head with mask ideas now...
what if reader had one of those LED masks that showed different facial expressions? just walking around going ":D" ":]" "^-^" "?" ">:(" as a substitute of their real expressions. omfg imagine them coming back from a mission and price is praising them on their work or smth and they just hit him with the "uwu"
I'm glad so many people are liking the prompt, I had a lot of fun with it too!! This is very much giving me Watch Dogs 2 Wrench but also Rina Tennoji omg there are so many legendary masked characters-
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The rest of the 141 were confused at first. While the mask provided anonymity, there was also the benefit of hiding facial information to an enemy. But now with these LEDs your emotions could be read like an open book, but ultimately they found it endearing.
Soap in particular loves your mask. Johnny loves surprising you to generate "!"s over the eyes and finds himself smiling every time your mask switches to a new emotion. As demolition expert, he prides himself over the one time he got you so riled up that an error message flashed across your mask. He's also genuinely curious about the mask and will gladly try to help if there are any technical difficulties or if you want a hardware upgrade. He's also the most unnerved out of the 141 if you ever turn the LEDs off, immediately by your side to comfort you as he can no longer read your mood.
Gaz doesn't often provoke you but he does find himself snickering whenever your expressions change from others. It's also an easy way for Kyle to keep track of how you're feeling, even when no one's around your mask automatically goes ";-;" when you're feeling down and he'll check up on you. Whenever he does make a joke though, he's immediately looking to your mask to see if someone will appreciate his humour. He also wishes you turned off your mask more during missions, the little angry face your mask makes isn't intimidating in the slightest and he can't risk getting distracted cooing over you during an op.
Ghost is very curious. Your own mask has him wondering if his own needs a bit of an upgrade - perhaps an LED skull mask with a moving lower jaw. Simon's heart warms up a bit at how you've picked a mask that's still so comically expressive, he enjoys interacting with someone that's so upfront with their emotions. He won't admit it but he finds it cute how your mask goes "-_-" whenever he says one of his horrendous "military humour" jokes. He's considerate of your mask and ensures that there is no water or liquids nearby.
Price's first concern was practicality (how the hell were you going to use night-vision?) but once the mask seems to work without a hitch, he now checks on your mask to not only gauge your mood but as a visual indicator of the overall atmosphere among the rest of the task force. You're now his favourite person to praise. He doesn't give it freely of course, but most of his subordinates will try to hide their smiles as they glow under his praise as they keep up their tough soldier persona. You though? The sudden "! o !" and then consequential "^_^" as you walk away with a hop in your step is probably the sweetest thing he's seen in his entire military career.
It's all fun and games until you turn off the LEDs - usually done in dark/covert missions or when you're interrogating the enemy. That's when you're truly unreadable, a masked terror. As you eliminate enemies in close combat the last thing they will see is their own face contorted into absolute terror as it is faintly reflected like a memory against the bottomless darkness of your visor.
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Masked Reader Masterlist Call of Duty Masterlist
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(loosely) that scene from potc... its so Them i think...
#apologies for the low quality scribbles i simply couldn't be fucked!! <3<3<3#and they're a lil funky.... i havent drawn em in a while....#but geez. man. oof. ough#the potential of the pining + Names ouagshashjafkanvfla#THE RITUALS ARE INTRICATE#scribble salad#franklydear#welcome home#ever since finding out how they call each other by last names my brain has been Mush over that#the layers!!! the potential for development!!!#what would the transition to first-name-usage look like#i feel like they're gonna be on first name basis Before they actually refer to each other by their first names#and maybe frank will call him eddie first.... maybe....#leaving eddie to be the one maintaining a sort of 'professional' distance#but in the process making their interactions Way more intimate and emotionally Charged than they would've been otherwise#its about the suspense... about the 'am i allowed to know what your name feels like'....#the 'i want nothing more than to know what my name sounds like in your voice'#receiving your mail and waiting for the time he finally allows that little distance to be closed with one simple syllable#or delivering the mail and waiting for him to open both doors w/ hand & name#both an allowance and a confirmation and an answer and a promise wrapped up in one little word#Im Just Speculating & Rambling at this point#OUGH FRANKLYDEAR <3<3<3<3#i cant wait to watch them really go Through the Horrors while falling in love#bc when nothing is real or certain what else can you cling to but each other#so abnormal about them....#wh has opened my eyes to the inherent romanticism & pain of mail carriers#they will always come to your door but they will also always leave#and the gifts they give you are always from someone Else#all you can hope for are those Moments where your fingers brush as they hand over letters#where the only true words between you are the ones hidden away in ink and belonging to neither of you
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queermasculine · 3 months
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Maybe a stupid question but one I've asked myself, what's the difference in between a butch and a masc for you ? Is there one ?
not a stupid question! "butch" is an older word with more meanings across time. to straight people it's been a military style haircut, a male name (still a few old guys named butch in the US), and a fairly uncomplicated synonym for masculine. to lesbians, bisexuals and gay men, it's been all of the above, but it's also had a whole host of other connotations specific to us and our own ways of loving/performing masculinity. a lot of the different meanings of butch have faded or fallen out of fashion over the years, but the word has more or less kept its purpose among lesbians, giving it the lesbian tint it has today.
"masc" is a much newer term, and unlike butch, i don't believe it's ever been widely used by the straight mainstream. (not a lot of grandpas named masc out there.) it's my impression that masc first spread out from gay guys on grindr, or at least that played a big part in popularizing it, and it's been used pretty much exclusively in an lgbt context ever since. in that sense it's the word with the more explicitly queer origin, despite having a much shorter history. having risen to popularity in the age of social media, masc carries none of the historical baggage of butch, and as such it's a more open-ended term, implying very little about a person beyond their masculinity. you can see this difference exemplified in google search results: while looking up butch will primarily yield information about the word's significance to lesbians, masc will net you more neutral descriptions, like "a person whose gender identity is masculine, but who is not necessarily a man."
despite all that, masc and butch usually serve the same function (to express the masculinity of the subject) and are used pretty much interchangeably in many contexts. also worth noting is that the lesbian association of butch is not a rule, just an observation i've made about modern perceptions. bisexual women have always used butch (and femme) alongside lesbians, and to this day you'll still encounter gay men – usually older – who identify as butch. so in conclusion, if you're trying to pick what label to use for yourself, i wouldn't worry about it too much. both terms have room enough for you in them.
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undeadcannibal · 11 months
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Yo can i request 141 + könig’s reaction to u telling them that u have a secret then u moan in their ear 😉
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Summary: How Task Force 141 and König would react to you moaning in their ear after asking if you could tell them a secret.
Genre: Headcanons, request(s) Characters featured: Price, Gaz, Ghost, Soap, and König.
Warnings: suggestive situations, I think? Idk.
A/N: Thank you for the request! This one was more fun and lighthearted for me. c:  ( Gif credit: xxx )
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Ghost―
Ghost and you had been keeping in touch together over comms since you both got separated from the rest of the Task Force. The last call you’d received from them had been choppy and indecipherable.
Needless to say, the two of you had been trying to keep one another calm throughout the situation, going back and forth with random quips and jokes.
After you had a particularly close call with an enemy, you couldn’t help but try to ease your nerves by running your mouth.
“Ghost?”
“Copy, I’m listenin’.” He replied.
Unable to help yourself, you blurted out, “Can I tell you secret, Lieutenant?”
He hesitated for a moment before replying, “You can. Can’t guarantee I’ll listen.”
If he could see you right now, he’d probably regret giving you ever giving you permission as you suddenly hid yourself away. Making sure nobody else could see or hear you as you brought the mic closer to your mouth and moaned salaciously into it.
. . .
He’d been quiet so long you thought you’d lost contact with him as well for a moment before you heard a deep sigh ringing out through your ear piece.
“Fucking brat.”
Although he didn’t admit it aloud, he definitely planned on getting revenge later on. He’d make you moan so loudly and often your voice would be too hoarse to use the following days.
Soap―
The two of you had been in the mess hall together, having arrived late due to running behind on some training exercise together.
You’d been leisurely picking at your food when the idea had struck you. Making you grin to yourself momentarily before glancing up at Soap. He was currently munching away at his own meal when you’d softly coughed, gaining his attention as bright eyes looked over your way.
Johnny jutted his head up in a silent gesture of questioning you.
Tilting your head with a smile, you said, “Would you mind if I told you a secret?”
Narrowing his blue eyes at you, he’d hesitate - slowly chewing on his food and swallowing - before finally nodding his head. Still remaining silent as he waited, curious as to what you had to say.
Beckoning him forth with with two fingers, you’d meet him halfway, leaning over the table top just close enough for the tip of your nose to brush the against his ear. Purposely ignoring the sight of him shivering after you did so.
Parting your mouth as if you were ready to say something, the only noise that would leave you is a lewd moan only he could hear. Making Johnny groan and roll his eyes before he leaned back down to sit again.
“That was pretty bad, even by my standards.” He joked, grinning at you before he shook his head.
Even if he thought your tactic could use some work, it was clear it had the desired affect on him. His cheeks were already beginning to flush with a soft blush, causing you to smile.
“Pretty boy~” You teased, earning a piece of food being flung towards your face as the two of you shared a laugh.
Gaz―
The two of you had been on the phone catching up since he was back on deployment. Whenever he had the free time, he always made sure to call you, and you always made sure to answer, no matter what time it was or what you were doing.
This time, he’d mentioned he was hanging out with the rest of the guys in the MWR center while waiting for their next set of orders. Meaning the two of you were free to chat for longer than usual.
After you two had caught up with one another - mostly him asking about small details of what you’d been up to in his absence - you’d grown a little restless during the call. Missing his presence more than usual. So, your mind may have drifted to something a little silly and pointless to do, even if Kyle might not understand what it was about.
“Hey, hon?”
“Yeah, babe?”
You hesitated for a moment before smirking to yourself.
“Would you mind if I told you a secret?”
“Um,” Gaz laughed on the other end of the line before he’d answer. “Sure. What’s troublin’ ya?”
With him having taken the bait, you grinned and raised your phone closer to your mouth so you could moan directly into it. The sound you made resembling that of a cam girl as your exaggerated it purposefully. It was a shame you couldn’t see his reaction.
Unbeknownst to you, Kyle’s cheeks began to burn as he rushed to silence the phone call, praying the men around him hadn’t heard you.
Pressing his cell painfully close to his ear, he’d growl for a moment before speaking. “When I get back home, you’re so dead.” He threatened with a grin.
As you began to laugh, you could hear a loud Scottish accent calling out to Gaz.
“Aye, look. Gaz is blushin’ up a storm thanks to his bird singin’ for ‘im.”
“Oi Soap, how about you fuck off, yeah? Talk to you later, love.”
Price―
At first, he doesn’t react to your question until he notices you’re still standing there, seemingly serious about the inquiry.
Settling his documents on the desk top, John would silently gesture for you to continue with a wave of his hand.
He certainly didn’t expect for you to waltz around the desk to stand right at his side, smiling as if the action was a normal occurrence between the two of you.
“Mind if I tell you a secret, Captain?”
“Yes?” John would raise his eyebrow in question.
Nibbling at your bottom lip with your teeth, you would lean in close till you were right beside his ear. Ignoring the scent of his aftershave solely so you could maintain the upper hand you had here.
After a brief, soft laugh you’d release a shameless moan, delighting in the expression he had on his face when you leaned back. Smug grin on your face before you burst into a laugh.
“Keep playing around and I’ll have no choice but to bend you over my knee and teach you a lesson.”
König―
When you ask him if you can tell him a secret, he’s a little apprehensive but doesn’t see the harm and leans down towards to let you speak softly to him.
Despite his status, he does his best to see the best in every - IMO - and doesn’t take your sudden devious grin too seriously.
He should have known better.
As quick as the grin had curled your lips it’s gone, replaced by a coy expression as you lean in and up on your tip-toes till your as close to his ear as you can with the height difference between you two.
Hesitating, you let the moment play out as if you were mulling over your words until you’re reaching up and wrapping your hands around the edges of his mask, holding on tightly as you moan wantonly directly into his ear.
The poor man pulls back from you as if he’d been burned, silently thanking himself for hating showing his face so you can’t see the flush of color spreading across his cheeks.
Clearing his throat with a cough, he’d straighten his posture and fix you with a hard stare, pointing at you and then behind you.
“In my office. Now.”
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viviiyon · 4 months
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Karplooey this came to me in a dream
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Additional doodles
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Okay ngl i planned to post this a couple days ago but i procrastinated too much and then all of a sudden today i had like another epiphany so you guys get alternate design concepts-
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I have no idea the mechanics of how this can work but shhh don't think about it too much ill figure it out soon-
Goonight guys ill respond to asks first
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thatcheeseycandle · 3 months
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For the Bingo Thomas, the tank engine
Ah yes the blorbo himself, the dearest THOMAS THE TANK ENGINE /POS
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Ngl I don't favorite Thomas as much as I'd like to but in general he's a cheeky lil' silly (besides Headcanons and aus exist, they'll save Thomas :])
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gojos-thot-patrol · 7 months
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can't stop thinking about reader being a baker and gojo being absolutely OBSSESSED w them
idk if this is what you were going for, but my mind IMMEDIATELY went to Yandere Gojo
🍰Yandere Gojo who only really tried out this new bakery because Nanami said they had the best cupcakes in Tokyo. Gojo had been loyal to his bakery for years, but Nanami didn't dole out praise like that often- so he had to see what the hype was about.
🍰Yandere Gojo who's at least 58.5% sure part of why they're they best cupcakes in Tokyo is because they're made by the most beautiful baker in Tokyo.
🍰Yandere Gojo who wasn't speechless often- in fact Gojo almost always had something to say about everything. But the first time he saw your sweet face- smeared with flour and a perfect customer service smile, he was left bereft of speech.
🍰Yandere Gojo who goes to your bakery every single day, and makes a point of being your first customer. Who knows that you make the cupcakes a little bit later in your baking process, so he always has to wait about 15 minuets before he can get his baked good.
🍰Yandere Gojo who uses his fifteen minuets a day to get to know the ins and outs of your life. He learns about when and why you came to Tokyo, he learns about your hobbies outside of baking and why you came to love baking to deeply in the first place. He learns about your boyfriend.
🍰Yandere Gojo who is your loving, gentle shoulder to cry on when your boyfriend's breaks went out, and he passed in the ensuing six car pile up.
🍰Yandere Gojo who goes out of his way to make himself a primary presence in your life. You bump into him at your favorite grocery store and bar. He volunteers at the same community center your mom volunteers at, hell he's even in the same painting class you're in- and he's not very good at it. And every morning, at 6:00 AM on the dot- he's standing outside of your bakery-smiling as he waits for you to unlock the door for him.
🍰Yandere Gojo who had made himself such a force in your life, that it almost makes sense to go stay with him for a few days after your apartment mysteriously burns down.
🍰Yandere Gojo who wastes no time letting you know just how much he loves you once you're in his home. Once it's too late for you to leave. Once you realize you don't know the code to the lock on the door, and Gojo lives in a pent house. It's only then Gojo reveals the true depth of his obsession.
🍰Yandere Gojo who proudly showed off the creep shots he took of you- shots that made no sense for him to have. Who kept all of the wrappers from your cupcakes, and showed off the pillow cases he stole from your apartment that he burned down.
🍰Yandere Gojo who sees his obsession as devotion, and cant quite figure out why you're so weirded out right now. Was it the change in environment? Yeah, that was probably it! It's okay baby, don't be scared.
🍰Yandere Gojo who fully stocked up his kitchen with baking ingredients so that way you still had access to your favorite hobby. Isn't he sweet! Come on darling, let's go make some cupcakes together 🧁
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lefttoesucker · 1 month
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*Throws this at you and runs away cutely*
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The card in question:
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I hope y'all know this one
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soap-ify · 3 months
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can you do a smut to fluff comfort where simon is overstimulating them and being super degrading and they safeword? Then Simon takes care of them and is basically just super sweet.
this has been sitting in my inbox for so long :( so sorry anon i hope you like it!!
cw — smut at first, degradation, use of safeword, gentle aftercare and lots of comfort.
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simon had been frustrated that day, very frustrated after coming back from work. and you felt like trying something new for him.
“fucking slag… look at you takin’ this cock so well.” he spat bitterly, his girthy cock mercilessly ploughing into your tight cunt, his hands gripping your hips in a hard and bruising manner. “too dumb to even speak now, eh? only good for takin’ some cock.”
he had asked you so sweetly at first, if he could take his frustrations out on you, and you had agreed because you wanted to please your boyfriend so badly. plus some crappy porno made you think that rough sex can be amazing. silly reason, yeah.
but right now, all those insults spewing out of his mouth seemed genuine and scary, messing up with your head while your body was all sensitive from already orgasming a few times before. it was overwhelming, too overwhelming — and you knew that if you don’t speak up now, you’ll break down horribly anytime soon.
but god, you felt so guilty. you were supposed to be relaxing him, not turning it onto yourself.
“r-red…!” you managed to choke out, tears sliding down your cheeks as your fingers digged into his shoulder blades, causing simon to halt almost immediately.
“what?” his voice was gruff, eyes still a bit glossy from fucking you, though his grip had loosened significantly and worry was soon blooming onto his face.
“red…” you repeated weekly, lips wobbling as you quickly looked away, not wanting him to look at you crying over something like this.
simon gently eased himself out of you and rolled by your side, his calloused hands cradling your face. “oh, love… did i hurt you? was it too much?” he may have been sounding concerned and still reserved though he was internally panicking inside, wanting to rip and beat some sense into himself.
“yes,” you sniffled and nodded, your hands trembling as you leaned into his embrace, soft pants leaving your lips. “too rough..”
“fuck, m’sorry. so sorry, love. got carried away for a second, i-” he paused, his heart aching terribly with guilt and concern as he saw your face all soaked with tears. it soon dawned on him how mean he was being, even if you had agreed to it. he should’ve known that you were probably not used to this, maybe not even into it.
he slowly got up from the bed and helped you off the bed, his burly arms supporting you. he took you over to the bathroom and soon ran a warm bath for you, helping you sit in the bathtub, your little winces making his heart sink.
“i didn’t mean any of those words, y’know…” he pressed a soft kiss on your forehead, his fingers gently caressing your head.
“i know…” you sniffled and smiled up at him sheepishly. “maybe i’m too soft for all that.”
simon sighed softly and sat by the edge of the bathtub, not caring about himself at all right now. all of his focus was solely on you, helping you clean yourself and dry up once you were done, dressing you in some comfortable pajamas.
once he came back after cleaning himself up, he sat down on the edge of the bed and looked over at you, his once stern brown eyes now soft with love and pain. “i’m so sorry, i mean it…”
“don’t apologise, si…” you gently wrapped your arms around his neck, his hands supporting your hips as he carefully propped you on top of him once he laid down, caressing your lower back.
“i love you… never wanna hurt you, y’know. m’so proud of you for speakin’ the safeword. so proud of you.” he smothered your head with chaste kisses, his breath caressing your skin.
“i love you too…” you mumbled softly, exhaustion soon taking over you. you let his heartbeat lull you into sleep alongside his soft murmurs, feeling safe once again.
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