I'm still thinkin about @ceilidho 's coworker Soap,,,,

Soap really really REALLY wants your first kiss with him to be special. He already considers you two a thing, hes your work husband after all! But he also really really just doesn't fucking care.

Soap who sees a shoplifter and in the rush goes "hold this bonnie" and presses his lips to yours, passing his gum into your mouth. He runs after the shoplifter like he DEFINITELY isn't supposed to. He comes back for it too, says the flavor is even better after being in your mouth. He presses to your side and you can feel that he's rock fucking hard too, and you feel rather than see him tuck his dick into his waistband before he goes off for disciplinary action for chasing after a shoplifter.

That's the only time he actually gets in trouble, and during his mandatory time away (for like a week) hes constantly sending you texts, all of which reference various incidents but never state anythjng outright. (Thinkin about givin ya my coat again, might leave a treat for you inside too just fer being so sweet to me.) You block his number. He has a burner phone within the hour.

You try to take vacation days when he gets back, just for a bit of a break, maybe go on a date, and he goes fucking ballistic when he hears, through the misconstrued grape vine, that you're taking time off to visit someone you're dating.

It's the angriest you've seen him. EVER.

He cools himself outwardly immediately but every single thjng that could go wrong with your vacation goes wrong. Your tires are flat so you call an uber. The bus you're taking broke down, and after two or three hours of waiting they finally tell you that nobody else is coming so the trip is cancelled. Your hotel calls to let you know your cancellation was received, and someone booked out the hotel room while you were on hold. you get a taxi/uber back home and your apartment is flooded.

You call Soap just to yell at him, between angry accusatory tears and he just coos at you that he'll be right there and hangs up. Ends up showing up two minutes later (There's no goddamn way he lives that close) in his car, and before you can even register what's happening he's got your things in his trunk and he's ushering you into the passenger seat. He talks about what bad luck you have, sweetheart, and assures you that I'm here, dinnae worry your pretty little head.

He takes you back to his place, tells you he's happened to take some time off as well.

His hand is like a vice on your upper thigh the entire ride.

spraigtrsap

Oko tramp stamp + womb tattoo for ur viewing pleasure

Shoutout to @jacebeleren for the idea :3c

Posting some more of my nasty man for 4/13.

Thinking about All American writing in Jordan seeing his sister from behind and going MMM

Lover

Leaver

bakugou has a mask kink. you put on a ski mask and hes bricked up immediately

I think there needs to be a club for people emotionally manipulated by donquixote doflamingo tbh

liberté, egalité, fraternité et yaoi

listen there really was just something about how in the book, snow’s 3-page descent from hesitant lover boy to deluded psychopath happens entirely in his mind. lucy gray gives him no indication whatsoever that she suspects him, that she’s going to leave or betray him. he’s just sitting quietly in the cabin waiting for her to return when that seed of calculated suspicion, which he has needed to survive the capitol, takes a hold of him and chokes the life out of any goodness left inside him. it really drives home your terror as a reader that “oh my god did he kill her? did she escape? what happened to her? why would he even think that?” in a way that when the movie had to adjust for visualization it lost some of that holy shit this guy has lost it emphasis.

birthday boy !

** i love how nishitanis' first appearance is of him with a handful of titty

I think Deku has a bit of a mean streak, actually. he’s no Bakugou—that’s for sure—but he’s not this innocent, sweet angel baby that the media has painted him out to be. but you only catch it when you least expect it, when you’re pushing his nerves, when the stakes to everything around him are high, when he’s tired of endless sleepless nights and just—snaps.

“Oh?” you go, grin unfurling like some grinch, chin resting on your hands as you leer at him from across his expansive desk. “You’re mean.” your words are teasing, a snarl that curls your mouth up. Deku stutters, eyes going wide, jaw snapping shut in surprise as he tries to think back on how rude he just sounded.

“No, I’m not—I mean, you wouldn’t stop and I just—there’s a lot on my plate right now—and you just—you keep on—I’m not—I’m not mean.” He’s sputtering, hands all over the place, the glasses perched on the bridge of his nose falling even lower with how he jabbers on and on. it’s endearing really, to see how he tries to upkeep his image of being so kind and understanding, even though his nostrils just flared at you. and his eyebrows turned down and he gritted at you, his hands were balled into fists, his words were so nasty, so ugly, so unbecoming for Deku.

you liked it. loved it even—vowed to get him like this every single fucking second that you could.

you pick and poke at him whenever you see him, teasing him and pulling at him. pushing him around even though the hero is so much stronger than you, so much bigger. and he lets you, tries to defend himself but—that’s not what you want. you want the ugliness, the snark, the mean.

he snaps, eventually, when you least expect it. grabs you up in black whip when you go to push him against the wall for the third time in only a minute, his eyes suddenly dark, the aura of the room suddenly charged.

“That’s what I was looking for.” you whisper to him, the grin spreading your face quickly dissipating in only seconds when you become the prey. when you become the one pushed up against the wall with teeth at your neck, a hand in your underwear, bullying your hole with too thick fingers.

“Why do you want me to act like this? Be so mean to you, huh?” he sounds so frustrated with himself, with you, growling and nipping and licking when you don’t answer quick enough. but your breath is caught in your lungs because finally—finally, did you get what you wanted. it just took a little bit of pushing, you suppose.

Taste Test ✨❤️

I just had to clean Mitts's butt with a baby wipe AGAIN I swear to God I am going to shave this little shitty bitch BALD

silly stuff i drew while reading Feel No Evil by @payasita , in which the Lamb does not know how to propose, Narinder does not know how to be alive, and neither of them knows what an obligate carnivore is

bonus? lmao