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@sunniva2615
ma’am, you’re fighting for our rights
We’re everywhere
last one
You know you're in trouble when a handsome bearded attorney, fighting to save his son from being sent to prison for murder, makes you drool and fan yourself to keep from fainting just by the sight of him.🤤💫😳😁😍
Reblog if you genuinely support asexuals
It terrifies me that there’s so much raging passion in the lgbt+ community that insist on marginalizing asexuals and implying that asexuals don’t deserve to have safe spaces. There’s still so much acephobia so I just wanna know which blogs are genuinely supportive and a safe space for asexuals
All are welcome!
10K FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION make me choose: @argentsallison asked MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE or HARRY POTTER
The different types of people who react to a bike rider.
Watch til the end cause it is so worth it!!
on you left
哈哈哈哈
Dork.
Look how Mackie is watching Chris and laughing at him.
just thinking about ransom sending sexy videos to charles while they’re apart😌 charles is mad bc he accidentally starts playing the video in public and everyone in a ten foot radius hears “daddy i’m so bored without you”
charles going off to the side to call him back and hearing ransom moaning as soon as he picks up so he grits his teeth and says “listen here, you little slut, you know god damn well you aren’t supposed to touch that pretty dick of yours without asking me first.”
and ransom is feeling like being a bitch as always so he just over-the-top moans again and says “i’m not touching my dick.” and charles is a bit thrown off by how turned on he is by that but he’s still got enough in him to snap at his boyfriend and say “you’re not to supposed to touch that slutty hole, either. but now that you’ve got yourself so worked up without me there, you’re gonna get that prostate massager of yours and leave it in you until i get home. no touching your cock. and if you come, i’m gonna spank you 10 times for every time that pretty dick shoots off without permission. you got it, darling?”
(and boy does ransom got it. not only that, he’s also going to get it)
blog cleanse coming through
Hello! 😘 Can we do something? Can we talk about the dinner party at Chelsea Handler’s house? How Chris made jokes and looked to Seb to make sure he found them funny?? How Seb had love-you-so-much-baby eyes while Chris was talking?? How Seb BASICALLY FREAKING WINKED when Chelsea suggested that Seb would want to “go down” on Chris?? Because I think we should talk about it.
Hello hi!! So sorry for the late reply, I’m terribly behind on my asks again 🙈 We can always talk about that, baby!! All of those thiiiiings 😭 Can you believe how unsubtle they were?? There were heart eyes (and sometimes eye fucking) all night long 😏🥰 You can’t tell me that didn’t mean anything. Look at these!!
And these??
gif credit bottom 3 gifs to @bowie28 (top ones mine)
My heart, quite literally, skips a beat EVERY. TIME. I see this picture.
Oh god helpless Seb kink?? Not even bondage, just... being still. All soft and pliable, letting Chris move him and control him in the sweetest ways? End me
I HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS
Like, exactly that, about not even the bondage keeping him in place, just...his own choice, his own surrender, just being all small and soft and pliant and sweet, while Chris moves him and handles him and caresses him and makes him feel so good all over...
...just being wholly controlled and claimed by Chris, Seb’s body belonging to Chris, and Chris just needs him to be still and soft and malleable, to let Chris take over and cherish him and do everything for him, and Seb’s head is so pink and fuzzy, all cotton candy and rainbows...
(he isn’t really helpless, he’s got muscles, he’s strong, he could stop everything if he wanted to. he doesn’t want to. he chooses to lie there and let Chris fondle him and play with him and arrange him and make him feel all sorts of good sensations.)
...and this is why me reading luni’s enormous body of work long ago is the thing that got me into evanstan in the first place
“long ago,” oh my god, I’m a Fandom Old, that’s amazing, I’m just picturing Like Sugar as one of the Ancient Fandom Texts now... *dies laughing*
No, actually, that’s awesome and I love hearing that!! I love the energy of everyone jumping in and picking up the Evanstan love-torch and running with it, and if things I put into fandom early on helped at all with inspiring that, that’s fantastic! <33333
I feel approved of by Luke Skywalker himself!
Also, have just now written this...
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Chris doesn’t tie him up.
Chris doesn’t need to. Not when it’s this: not when they’re doing it like this. Sebastian loves being tied up by Chris, of course—and spanked by Chris, and teased by Chris, and being a brat for Chris, and everything else they do together. But right now that’s not what they’re doing, not what Chris needs from him. What they both need.
Chris sits beside him on the bed. Evening light—honeyed, joyous, gilded—pools across Sebastian’s bare skin and makes him warm, not overly so, just right; the light also paints Chris’s cheekbone, long eyelashes, exhaled breath.
Sebastian, naked and happy, says simply, “I’m here, Chris.”
(I’d put some of this in another reply but I’ll toss it in here to keep it together)
Sebastian exhales, sound drawn out of his soul at Chris’s words, Chris’s voice.
“Yeah.” Chris’s fingers find Sebastian’s right nipple, and begin a leisurely rolling, tugging, pulling. “So nice for me. So helpless, the way you want to be. Your body, your pretty little cock, that hungry hole of yours, where you like it so much when you’re stuffed full…all mine. All of you. Nothin’ you can do about it.”
Sebastian moans again, quivering helplessly. His cock’s standing upright, already leaking, dribbling need all over himself; the ache of not being touched spreads out and glows and makes his bones into gold too, like the light. He’s liquid, limpid, yearning; he can’t focus on anything except the growing radiance.
He’s Chris’s. Yes. He can’t move, he won’t move…he wants this, he wants to lie here helpless and small and easy for Chris to handle, to fondle, to use…he needs to be Chris’s, whatever Chris wants to do with him, to make him feel…that’s all he needs.
He could protest. He could move. He could sit up. He’s got muscles—not the same as Chris’s, but not bad, these days—and nothing’s holding him in place. No restraints, no bonds, no ties.
(want more? I’ve been working on this today)
“Mmmm,” Sebastian manages, thoughts sliding into white blank pleasure at Chris’s voice, at the heated velvet sensation of words and Chris’s body, so close and so commanding.
“My good boy,” Chris says, and Sebastian sinks into the praise, into the submission, as deep clear waters close over his thoughts and wash them away. Chris thinks he’s good. Chris wants him. Chris wants to keep him, wants to love him, wants to make him feel good. Yes.
Chris strokes his thighs again, then puts a hand between his legs: not on his cock, which bobs and drips against his stomach, uncontrolled. But lower: fondling his balls, those vulnerable weights, then rubbing behind them, over tender intimate skin. Sebastian cannot move, floating, a paradox of weight and lightness. His body’s somnolent but tingling, alive like stone bathed in sun.
Chris rubs at his hole, gently, gently. There’s no lube yet, just the rough press of a finger over the opening, a dry tantalizing promise. Sebastian’s body flutters, aches, ripples with certainty. This is right. This. Belonging to Chris. Whatever Chris chooses to do with him.
Because it is @the1918‘s birthday, would you like some more?
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Sebastian’s mouth makes a sound, low and inarticulate. He’s barely comprehending the words, but he knows them: knows Chris loves him this way, eager and messy and malleable, twitching randomly with oscillations of pleasure, utterly lost to submission, nothing held back or concealed, everything open and unguarded and on display, laid bare.
He can see Chris, but his gaze is unsteady; Chris is ringed in light, a halo. An angel, a master, a dominant, terms that Sebastian’s brain swirls through hazily; if Chris is an angel he’s the wicked commanding sinful kind, the kind that knows about desire, Seb’s brain decides, and he giggles aloud, tipsy, dizzy with submission.
“Something funny?” Chris takes the hand away from stroking his hole to tug at—not the thick neglected heated weight that’s his cock, but the heaviness of his balls below that. The tug’s not hard, or maybe it is, but it feels good; Sebastian giggles again, sort of a mumble, head spinning and mouth making noises and body twitching more, throbbing, pulsing all over. His stomach’s getting more wet.
“Oh, Seb.” Chris sounds even gentler now, and pets his hip, just once. “You’re so far gone, aren’t you? So deep…god, it’s been too long, hasn’t it? Guess I’ve been neglecting you, not payin’ you enough attention, when I know you need it, and I guess I haven’t even done much with you over the phone, lately…so sweet, so hungry for me, all the time, aren’t you? Needing a good reminder that you’re all mine.” His hand wraps around Seb’s cock, a sudden shock of grip. Sebastian had almost—almost—forgotten that that was his cock, just another glowing line of good feelings centered there, but Chris’s hand’s abrupt and powerful and all at once Sebastian’s moaning, sobbing, shaking under rapid rough claiming strokes.
💖 Updated Masterlist 💖
Here is my link to my AO3 but there are some things I post here that I don’t on AO3 so…Masterlist. To make it easier I am going to have the most recent posts first. Also, some of these I don’t have titles for so I just made it the description/what it’s about. I will add pairings as I write them! ILY.
Date last updated: 6/15/2020
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SIR! ❤
tagged by: @blainesebastian! i love this so much! tagging some other writers and readers! go here to create your own.
tagging: @bvcks @buckeybarns @buckychrist @smilecapsules @capbuckyrogers @moonstruckbucky @moonbeambucky @sweetwaterprincess @stevebucks (if you would like!)
THIS IS SO COOL!!! Thanks for tagging me @jamesbvck 💛🧡
I’ll tag my babies: @bigbraiiin @mareviils @the1918 @howdoyousleep3 @musette22 @bluepyjamas & whoever wants to participate!!
that was a good time!
I tag @lullabybeauty @steebandbuckle @chilibabie07 if they want to do it– or anyone else that just wants to jump in
angst真的是我心頭好…只要是happy ending,太太想怎麼虐都可以(咦
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tagged by: @blainesebastian! i love this so much! tagging some other writers and readers! go here to create your own.
tagging: @bvcks @buckeybarns @buckychrist @smilecapsules @capbuckyrogers @moonstruckbucky @moonbeambucky @sweetwaterprincess @stevebucks (if you would like!)
THIS IS SO COOL!!! Thanks for tagging me @jamesbvck 💛🧡
I’ll tag my babies: @bigbraiiin @mareviils @the1918 @howdoyousleep3 @musette22 @bluepyjamas & whoever wants to participate!!
that was a good time!
I tag @lullabybeauty @steebandbuckle @chilibabie07 if they want to do it– or anyone else that just wants to jump in