#bye !!!!!!!!!!

[vrgovnus]

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[takebitchi]

“thank you, sweetheart.” he sighs, opening his eyes to look down at you with a lazy smile. “c’mere.”

he helps you stand up, trapping you between him and the counter to help support your shaky legs as he brings your hand up to his lips. he takes the fingers that are covered in your slick into his mouth, cleaning them off. “good girl.

— 💥

my lips part at the sight of him licking my fingers, instantly making me wet again. your good girl, daddy. i echo, pecking his lips gently before swiping my tongue across them, the taste of my slick still fresh. yours, daddy. always

[mostloquacious-archive]

also shout out to isa.ac mar.ion for creating a schizophrenic lead without demonizing or criminalizing his mental illness k thank u bye

[srslylane]

i always forget how literally disgusted i am by dick until i see one on my dash

[patheticfrogarchive]

2 MONTHS

ITS ALMOST BEEN 2 MONTHS AND HE STILL HASNT EVEN READ THE DAMN MESSAGE LIKE WHAT THE FUKC WHAT THE FUCK YOU’RE THE ONE WHO SAID MULTPLIE TIMES “YES LETS MEET UP DURING THE USMMER” WHAT HTE TUFK

[nashvegasswift]

ok yall if you need me i’ll be watching the SN DVD and uncontrollably CRYING bc that’s what i do best 

[nctionalarchive-blog]

◜★ ☰ postvoided. ( continued from x. )

          no.  no smiling allowed. specifically from steve,  with his facial hair and general           lack of clothes he’s got going on.  ( he wants to kill stiles. that’s the only logical           explanation for this. he was just minding his own business… –  ) 

                       ❛ you know who gets on facebook anymore? middle aged people and            grandmas,  steve. are you a grandma? ❜   it’s – partly  true. he rarely gets on            facebook, if ever.     and it’s not  like he stalks steve’s profile or anything. haha. 

          he scrambles off the bed so he can help steve look     ( even though he knows           exactly  where scott keeps his razors ),  both to get closer and also so he’s not           just  watching  the guy move around in a robe.   

                        ❛ check the mirror cabinet,  ❜   he offers, nodding towards the open           door of the bathroom, before continuing:          ❛ why are you even shaving it           off? i’m kinda digging the whole mountain man look. very rugged. ❜      kinda.            yeah, sure. just kinda. 

            AN INKLING OF  a grin started to grow at the other’s response ; he’d known, immediately, how he’d react to his comment, but it didn’t make it any less  amusing  to see it unfold. especially when he moved off of the bed to  help  him search for the toiletry he was pretty sure he already knew the location of.

            lifting himself back to his feet was an easy thing          thigh muscles bunching as he pushed himself up without having to spot himself on the dresser   (  something he wouldn’t have been able to do before he gained all that muscle  ).   it was ...  different,  seeing the younger boy crouched where he just was, while he was stood at his full height. it made him clear his throat, move a little further away, a light dusting of  PINK  shining on cheekbones thankfully covered in the beard he was looking to shave off.

                    ‘         y’sure        ?  scott isn’t exactly one of the most  conventional                               of people, after all.

            an off-handed comment, though he still padded over to the mirror cabinet all the same. there was a moment where he just looked into that mirror, running a palm over all that stubble again, before he was chancing a glance over his shoulder.

                    ‘         i kinda wanna keep it,  too,  but  melissa  told me to at least                               tame  it a little.

            a light shrug, matching the  ruefulness  in his tone when mentioning the mccall matriarch. pulling open the cabinet, there was another moment of indecision before he was  shrugging  the robe off of wide set shoulders ; now clad only in a pair of grey boxer briefs as he placed a razor fresh out of the package on the counter.

            glancing back again, he leveled that quiet  grin  toward the other.

                    ‘         might as well take a shower in  here,  though.       you don’t                               mind if i        ?