#cw.

[prttykittes]

This is so cute, tbh if I ever have sex I would probably not like it as well tbh (⁠=⁠｀⁠ェ⁠´⁠=⁠)

(Request: Wanderer awkwardly trying to praise because reader doesn't like degradation!! Eee atleast he's trying << by Ashr0)

cw. awkward moments, he is trying his best, praise, gn!reader, giggling, soft sex, cringe words

notes: I had a dream about scara or wanderer or kabukimono. I forgot when he was wearing a chain around his neck and someone was holding it and they made out but I woke up before their lips touched. I was confused afterwards @-@

He was awkwardly smiling, you were moaning, he was happy about it but he didn't know how to praise you. He just remembers degrading people, not praising them! Your arms were wrapped around his neck, his lips were on your neck. Placing sweet wet kisses on you, he was trying to be gentle with you. “You-your so good” he says, you softly giggle at his praise, you grunt as his dick hits a spot inside of you. “Yo- baby, you so g..ood.?” You laugh as his face goes red, and he huffs. “Sorry, your doing great, baby~” you say, he grits his teeth as he continues to fuck you. He rubs your stomach and he groans, feeling you tighten your hole then being loose while. He holds you close as he kisses your neck, nibbling on it. “Fuck— I w-want to fi..ll you up, because… you feel so good..?” He says, you kiss your boyfriend on his lips, Wanderer. You laugh, your laughter turns into moaning as he tries his best. He knew that you don't like degradation, he was so sweet. His dick twitches in you, he cums. You moan as you cum as well, he pulls out and he takes off the condom. “You're so sweet” you say, he kisses you. “You’re also sweet, babe.” He definitely needs some work but it’s sweet he is trying and it's kinda funny!

[putrefacerem]

for  munday?  a  haphazard  collection  of  memories  that  fit  on  the  head  of  a  pin.  i  was  never  one  to  take  many  pictures  admittedly!  at  all!  many  experiences  live  in  memory  only.  but  the  thought  of  a  glimpse  at  the  past  made  me  smile.

Feine Sahne Fischfilet! as seen on the sticker.

[mumbocumbo]

working for vox can really be a headache sometimes.

content warnings: blood/g0re, $nuff, Necr0

it’s fine, he’ll be back in on monday.

[solaceinfandoms]

THE CW DIED ON A THURSDAY TOO

[dum--spiro-spero]

The CW on their profits:

[therebelandprincess]

2x08 ⚡️ 

No! #The100

https://www.instagram.com/therebelandprincess/

[brutalwintxr]

@kindredsmercy sent: "This is going to hurt. but bleeding out is worse." ╴Ashe

There she sat. Heavy deep breaths being let out through the warmother's lips. No, for she would not speak it. It could've been seen more than clear that the gash had surely been doing a number on her from the slight traces of fog into cold air due to her ragged breathing. The pain had no doubt been there present, immense but nothing she couldn't push to bear. For how long would she had lasted? Sejuani hadn't known for sure. For as long as she could, for as long as she needed to. To live, for there were those who counted on her. The warmother was strong, for she had endured pain all her life. So much the thought of it was a numbness to her, though unfortunately her body was still a mere vessel and her spirit it's own. If it was death she was having to face she'd do so. In her case it had been damn well near but not quite. Luckily for Sejuani the damage that was done hadn't been too deep that it punctured any major organs. There was still time. Having lost a vast amount of blood though, darkness was still threatening to pull at her. Then there was her... the Avarosan warmother. Sejuani swore she felt a raging fire building up deep down within her at the sight of her, and her wanting to help made her scowl; her teeth bare. The red fluid already staining her furs from the side of her abdomen. Trying to focus her breathing, Sejuani let out a low grunt. Bleeding out pretty badly. She was however in no position to really deny Ashe, and she knew it. For it was a matter of life and death at the moment. Sejuani had shakily let her hand put some more pressure on the area of her wound, to resist that constant flow of fresh blood from escaping her. If it weren't the pain in her gut that chewed at her, then it had been the entire situation of it all now. The people of their tribes were rivals. Took so much from the Avarosan and still yet here she was...insisting on helping her? Sejuani didn't understand, for she couldn't at the moment, irritated due to being in a vulnerable state before her. She sighed, having no choice but to deal with this for now, shaking her head at her statement.

❝ I need for no words.. Just⎯ aid archer. ❞ Sejuani would have bluntly stated, her voice low, stern. She hadn't been too keen on needing the help from the Avarosan, but for now she would remain put. Letting out a shaky breath from the slight pain, Sejuani would pull the bloody part of furs up, showing the deep tear in her bare flesh. It had been a bloody mess, sure enough to be another scar on her once it were to heal. Sejuani had then gritted her teeth as she readied herself for what further pain was to come. ❝ Then we are not to speak of this after and go back on our separate ways..❞ Her tone was cold to the bone as those words rolled off her tongue.