your edible will never kick in because you are a bad person
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your edible will never kick in because you are a bad person
Holy Communion
eddie always falling asleep with one hand up the front of buck's shirt cradling his emotional support tit in his huge palm as he drifts off
I bet crunching your little fangs into cardboard feels good as hell for a cat
added layer to the repeating nightmare of "you're back in high school because you somehow forgot to take a critical class but holy shit you haven't been there all yeah, have you?" is sometimes dream-me will remember "Wait, I graduated like a decade ago. What the fuck." but instead of going "None of this makes sense. I must be in a dream." I just go "oh my god I'm back in high school, it's the final, I have no idea where the room is, and I stand out even MORE because I'm as old as some of the teachers! This is so fucking embarrassing."
apparently vic’s vapor rub goes exitinct ? i’ve been using the same vapor rub for years and apparenlty it went bad in the 2010s ..
expired .
you! tumblr user!
can you reblog a two-part post in the correct order?
i'm so tired of social media users saying "successful people are abusing stimulants". unsuccessful people are too. #WEMATTER
i would trust weird al with my drink at a party. granted he may put one of those capsules that expands into a sponge animal in it,
sorry i had a vision and i just had to draw it
love my downward spiral :) #myspiral #descending
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I hope you get your favorite food this week and your favorite drink and your favorite 2k dollars
I'm sorry there's no magic in this post I'm just talking. I hope good stuff happens to people online I hope good things happen to all of us
Being an American is fun because you’ll say something like “I think children should be educated and fed” and some Christian will pop out of nowhere to call me a filthy Communist and ask me why I hate white people, men, and god
zuko steams when he’s close?! 18+
"you're burning up," you whisper, fingers threading through his raven hair as he presses your back against the silk sheets.
"i know." he grits, "i can't—when i'm with you, i can't control it."
everywhere he touches, heat blooms across your skin like a flower trail. it’s not yet hot enough to be painful, but more-so intense—a delicious warmth that somehow finds it way from your skin to your core. as he pulls your clothes off, one by one, his golden eyes gleam molten, pupils blown with adoration.
"tell me if the heat’s too much, and i’ll stop.." he breathes against your collarbone, that’s when you promptly feel the first wisps of steam curl between your bodies.
your breath halts momentarily. the air around him is shimmering with heat haze, and when his mouth closes over your nipple, you gasp at the scorching warmth of his tongue. he groans against your skin, and more steam rises from his shoulders, his back, dissipating into the air above you.
"z-zuko—" your hands slides down his chest, feeling the rigid muscles, the frantic beat of his heart. his skin is slick with the beginning of sweat, temperature climbing steadily higher.
he pushes inside you in one smooth thrust that has you both crying out. the heat of him was incredible—his dick was warming you from the inside out, filling you with heat only a firebender could provide.
as much as he prides himself on it, zuko's control slips immediately. he sets a desperate pace, hips snapping against yours as he buries his cock in deep again and again. steam pours off his body in waves now, rising in thick clouds that make the air humid and heavy. droplets of condensation form on your skin, mixing with you own juices as the temperature in the room climbs exponentially.
"you feel so good," he groans, voice breaking. his hands adjust to grips your hips, pulling you into each thrust. "so perfect—i can't—"
you could barely breathe in this atmosphere. the steam surrounds you both like an intimate cocoon, and through it you could see zuko above you—face flushed, scar standing out starkly against his reddened skin, dark hair plastered to his forehead. he looks absolutely wild, yet simultaneously beautiful in his loss of control.
your hands slide up his sweat-slicked back and you felt the heat radiating from him in waves. it was like touching a living furnace, but you couldn't let go. you pull him closer, deeper, wanting all of that fire.
"i-i'm close," he warns, voice strangled. "i'm—oh, fuck—"
his rhythm becomes erratic, powerful, each thrust driving you higher, each kiss to your cervix hotter. you could feel his body temperature spiking, the approaching edge of his orgasm.
when you come, clenching tight around him, zuko's control shatters completely.
he thrusts deep one final time and goes rigid, a guttural cry tearing from his throat. the steam explodes from his body in a thick cloud, so dense you couldn't see anything beyond his large silhouette above you. the temperature spikes dramatically—the air around him scorching, his skin blazes against yours as he pulses inside you, lost completely to his release.
gradually, the steam begins to thin. zuko's body temperature drops from scorching, to merely hot, then to warm. he collapses against you, breathing hard.
"i’m sorry," he mumbles against your neck. "i really didn’t mean to—"
"don't apologize." you run your fingers through his damp hair, feeling the lingering warmth. "that was the hottest thing someone’s ever done to me during sex—literally."
he lifts his head to look at you, golden eyes still hazy with afterglow. a small smile tugs at his lips. "you're not burned, are you?"
"nope," you trace the line of his scar gently, "just hot."
zuko huffs a laugh and kisses you softly, “damn right you are.”
i’m dragging him back to the bed by his balls
He doesnt notice
Why would he
Hes got his own stuff going on
so wildly obnoxious when you agree with the starting point of someone's stance only for them to hard turn into things you DON'T agree with and now you have to defend the thing that was originally annoying you
"too many authors in the current market are focusing on selling 'spice' instead of telling interesting stories"
"oh yeah, i agree. i started reading one that i heard a lot about and it just wasn't-"
"and it's all of these women reading their fucking mommy porn out in public like FREAKS"
*through gritted teeth* "people should be allowed to read whatever they want, and actually these books should be left alone and you should shut up about it"
Me, tears of blood running down my cheeks, froth curdling at the corners of my mouth, through gritted teeth: I WILL STAND SHIELD TO SHIELD TO DEFEND THIS FUCKING ASSHOLE HAVING RIGHTS
there will never be anything as funny as the mutual disbelief between long form and short form fic writers about each other's style.
short form writers look at people writing 100k+ fics as though this is some sort of talent given as part of a fae bargain, that the commitment required shows some sort of ungodly mental fortitude.
meanwhile long form writers look at people writing 1000 word one shots like god I would cut off my left nipple to be able to say anything concisely. i would love to play with multiple ideas. free me from the shackles of this child I have birthed. i love them but I now must take them to t-ball and doctor's appointments and they're going to destroy everything I own.