#((like really ))

[mydarkawaits]

you don't know how much darkness i carry in me

[michellee]

star trek but it is just a bunch of gays randomly cosplaying:

DaForge cosplaying Johnlock:

Q using his omnipotence to make Picard (and his crew) recreate Robin Hood:

(sorry i had to include the judge outfit)

these two indulging in bashir’s –not so subtle– spy kink:

space husband doing whatever they are doing at the moment:

[beingsillyhere]

i am infact horny and embarrassed about it but i also infact like the idea of fighting for dominance with enjin and sometimes he lets you win

Anon, you're onto something but no embarrassment for being horny in this house. It's the most natural thing.

Imagine him letting you win for once:

Not yet

Warnings: cowgirling, edging

The mattress creaks under you both, sheets already twisted and damp from sweat. Enjin's flat on his back for once, hands gripping your hips like he could flip you any second—but tonight, he's letting you set the pace. Or so he thinks.

You're riding him slow at first, deliberate, rolling your hips in tight circles that make his breath hitch. His cock's buried deep, thick and throbbing inside you, every drag pulling a low groan from his throat. Those yellow eyes are locked on you, half-lidded, pupils blown wide, watching your tits bounce with each grind, the way your back arches when you take him just right.

He usually controls everything—even when you're on top, his hands guide, his thrusts meet yours, turning it into his rhythm. But you've got other plans. You want this to last. More than that, you want him wrecked.

So when you feel his abs flex hard under you, tattoos shifting across sweat-slick skin, his grip tightening and fingers digging into your ass as his hips jerk up instinctively, chasing more...You simply move slower.

"Fuck—babe," he rasps, voice rougher than usual. "C'mon, don't tease. I'm right there, huh?"

You lean forward, palms flat on his chest, feeling his heartbeat hammer against your hands. You slow even more—agonizingly slow—lifting until just the head's inside, then sinking back down inch by torturous inch. His dick twitches hard, so close he's practically pulsing.

"Not yet," you whisper, voice breathy but firm, circling your hips again to grind your clit against his pelvis. "Hold it. I want you begging first."

He laughs—short, breathless, almost disbelieving—but it cracks into a groan when you clench around him. His head tips back, throat working, piercings glinting as he swallows hard. "Shit... you're killin' me here. Look at you—fuckin' gorgeous like this. Boobs bouncin', ridin' me like you own me..."

His hands slide up, thumbs brushing your nipples, but he doesn't take over. Not yet. He's letting you have it, even as his whole body trembles with the effort of holding back and his dick is so sensitive it feels raw with every flutter of your walls making his hips twitch uncontrollably.

You speed up just enough to push him right to the brink again—then freeze, hovering, clenching tight around the tip.

"Enjin," you murmur, leaning down so your lips brush his ear. "Not. Yet."

He growls low, one hand flying to the back of your neck, pulling you into a messy, desperate kiss. When you pull back, his eyes are wild and his relaxed confidence fraying at the edges.

"You're playin' dirty," he pants, smirking despite the strain. "You are gonna pay for this when I flip you around and fuck you stupid."

[strudeljell]

🦐

[hardlaunchable]

no I’m not over this- dan howell you really don’t remember WHICH of you grieved the other? and then was homoerotically turned into a vampire? well what do YOU think you would’ve written

[norriszn]

lando arrives for media day

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[glowpart2]

If i have to summarize 2025 I would have to say. what the hell was that actually