#3am posting

[8weru]

High speed travel

[idleglowingpixels]

And if I told you I wanted to write an essay about the themes of capitalism and corruption presented in the Among Us (2026) cartoon? What then?

[swelling-and-streched]

your partner reaches around you and cups their hands under your gravid belly, lifting it gently to take the weight off your back. You sigh with relief and sag against their chest as they chuckle, “damn this is heavy. Your almost due, aren’t you ” you nod and they kiss the top of your head as they stroke your swollen middle, “can’t wait, can’t wait to see you, when you push the little one out, their little head stretching your tight hole as you force them out, like a bowling ball between your hips, but you can do it can’t you babe, you’re so strong you made it this far, can’t wait for the big finish” the baby came to life at your partners voice, as if in agreement, and started shifting and kicking inside your womb

[chrissy-kaos]

A cynic, I'm hopeless, I'm broken

There is no light inside of me

I'm tired, I'm restless, I'm lonesome

But I can never sleep..

[yaasuverse]

I don't want much from my life, just a cabin in the woods, a sunset and a sunrise

[eggcompany]

Hucklerabbot except it’s Dennis singing I’m On Fire by Bruce Springsteen while doing the dishes and Robby and Jack just stare at him cause FUCK they’re in love with a DORK HICK who doesn’t even wear pants at home anymore.

[spicycinnabun]

hi! can i ask for 🐺..... and 🎀..... and 🤖?

i love the different vibes and bucktommy dynamics of them all and am greedy for more 🥺

you sure can! here's 🐺 - a snip of a happier future. i'm going to make separate posts for the other two, so look out for those next. c:

Buck was shirtless, sunning himself on the roof. He couldn’t tan without it healing almost instantly, forever as pale as the lilies, but the warmth felt good.

Tommy was weeding and occasionally glancing up at him. That felt really good. Buck preened under his gaze, not so subtly posing in ways that showcased his muscles. 

Buck had offered to lend Tommy a paw in the garden—more than once—but the Alpha had assured him that he would join him soon. He was almost done. 

It was nice. Peaceful. Birds were chirping. Insects were buzzing. A rabbit was hopping around by the stone footpath that his wolf had half a mind to hunt. 

But Buck had a better idea. He sat up, crouched, and eyed his prey’s broad form with a smirk. His quads tensed. He wiggled a little to prepare for the strike, and then went for it.

Safe to say, the novelty of pouncing on Tommy had not worn off. Buck didn’t think it ever would. At work, they had equipment that saved him when he fell, but it wasn’t the same. Didn’t feel the same. And when he fell on the job, it was usually because he had messed up. 

He was maybe pushing his luck, but like most things, once he got a little? He craved a lot. It sort of reminded him of being a kid, except he wasn’t hurting himself for attention; he was just… hurling himself for attention. At a big Alpha werewolf.

It didn’t matter which direction he came from or how high. He could plummet. He could throw himself at Tommy and, thanks to those super Alpha reflexes, Tommy would catch him every time. 

Today was no different. 

Tommy dropped the weeds, turned whip quick, and Buck landed right in his arms. Buck couldn’t contain an exhilarated huff, his heart pounding.

“I said I’d be five minutes,” Tommy said, squeezing him. He didn’t even seem annoyed. It was kind of amazing. “You couldn’t wait?” 

“I thought about it,” Buck said. “Seriously considered it. Turns out I didn’t want to.”

“Mm, I see.”

Tommy looked at his lips—Buck licked them, parted them in anticipation—and then tossed him unceremoniously in the freshly mown grass. Buck whined, “No, Tommy!” 

Pick me back up! I wanted kisses!

Tommy followed him down, laughing. They play wrestled, neither of them holding back. It was nice not to have to worry about hurting someone. Buck grunted in between unhinged giggles. He went dirty, freeing his fangs and nipping at different areas of tempting exposed skin. It made Tommy curse, made him growl, “Evan!”

Much to Buck’s delight. He loved making Alpha call out his name.

Tommy eventually overpowered him, though Buck had low-key (okay, high-key) hoped he would. He bared himself in submission to Tommy’s beast, flushed and panting happily. 

They had accidentally rolled into one of Tommy’s flowerbeds during their spar. Buck would feel bad for crushing them, but at that moment, it felt like resting on a really fragrant cloud. Maybe he could use the petals of the damaged ones to make syrup later. Feed it to Tommy on pancakes.

Tommy loomed over him with his hands planted on either side of Buck’s head, his eyes red like two glittering rubies in the sun. Buck’s tongue lolled out as he grinned up at the Alpha. 

“What am I gonna do with you, pup?” Tommy murmured, leaning down to nuzzle along his jugular, mouthing right over his maker’s mark, eliciting a shiver despite the heat.

Bite me, bite me, bite me.

“W-whatever you want,” Buck breathed. He spread his legs, claws pricking Tommy’s back. “Anything you want, Alpha.”

☀︎

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[electriccnoir]

I think one of my favourite things about noel fielding is how he went from looking like a girlboy twink to a middle aged mother. True genderfuck shit