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[stxrfxckers]

trent reznor by al pereira, 1994. — 1/2

[uc1wa]

As a virgin, I need a virgin!reader with Jason todd... PLEASE, just a tip or a hint

your sweet sweet boyfriend was overly gentle with you. his touches, featherweight. his hands light when they wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his big and warm embrace. he was a man who, when he was centimeters from your face in what was to be your first kiss, asked, "please let me kiss you, baby." his version of asking if it was okay, to which you righteously nodded, a soft kiss landed right on your lips, despite the lack of chapstick your boyfriend wore.

kissing became more and more normal. pecks, leading into open mouthed kisses, leading into heated makeout sessions on either one of your sofas. but, nothing past that. because, you were worth much more than for jason to drive himself into you on a damned couch.

and he’d be lying to himself if the thought of his little girlfriend, untouched, didn’t drive him up the wall. the fact that he was the one showing you how to do everything, being your first in every one of your intimate moments. knowing that, he would be the one to open your legs the way a flower in bloom would. sweet and ripe and just for him.

he plans it specially. on one of your monthly anniversaries, he takes you to dinner at a fancy restaurant. one where lights are dimmed, and a number of courses come floating your way.

and when you come into his room, there’s a candle lit on each of his bedside tables. jason proceeds to turn a small lamp on as he leads you in there, watching from behind you as you walk in and turn around with a grin.

"i’m all for you, honey. tell me if it gets to be too much, yeah?" he says lowly, softly as he pulls the straps of your dress down your shoulders, letting the fabric fall to the ground.

once all material is removed from both of your bodies, jason’s leading you to lay on your back in his bed. and once you do, his eyes are taking you in, in your entirety. of course the man knew you were beautiful, but to be this beautiful and all for him?

his lips pull upwards as you shy away, hands and arms moving in attempt to cover yourself. so, jason leans down, legs coming underneath yours as one hand grabs yours, placing it against the bed and the other holds himself against the mattress.

"too pretty to be doing that," he smiles, leaning to press a kiss to your lips, your cheek, neck, chest and downwards.

he’s gentle when he begins with your heat, pressing a kiss before he begins lapping at your entrance. one and then two fingers find their way to your hole, hardening his length as he feels just how tight you are.

jason wasn’t impure, but he was more than prideful knowing he was going to be the one to break you open. he was prideful knowing it was his cock that your hole was going to be adjusted to.

your sweetness is almost too much, the taste of sex on his tongue as he travels upwards to take your lips and tongue in open mouthed kisses, stroking himself with help of his pre.

"gonna fill y’up, that okay, princess?" it takes half a nod of confirmation until jason is pressing his head into you, tightness surely an adjustment as he groans above you. the sight of you squirming underneath him makes him want to rut into you, but he’s patient.

"’s okay baby, c’mon, let me see that pretty face," a hand cups your jaw when you fail to meet his eyes, red spreading across your face as your wide eyes meet his. he can only chuckle. "my pretty baby, taking me so good, hun." his strokes are slow, deep, and long.

they stay a consistent pace even when your thighs feel like they’re crushing his hips, your nails scratching their way down his back, and the sound of your mewling voice fills the expanse of the room.

his voice talks you through your first orgasm with him, "for me baby, been so good, cum around me baby," he says, lips sucking softly up your neck. "can feel how much ya want it," jason says when you clench around him, nibbling at your ear.

and when he feels you finish around him, he’s pulling out, spilling himself all over your tummy, because he didn’t think to wear a condom. his lips kiss your neck and then cheek as he sits up. "how do you feel, princess? feelin’ okay?" he asks, grinning at the way you look so tired and fucked out.

he’s getting a warm rag, cleaning you off before tucking you into bed beside him, palm rubbing your back in circles as you lay on his frame, arms wrapped around his torso. "that’s my girl, knew you’d take me good. so proud of you baby."

me when i’m a fucking liar and post when i told myself not to rolling eyes emoji luv u guys have a good weekend i’m going out tn n getting drizzunk woohooo ok byeeeee

[melancholyapple]

Wise man’s fear doodles, omg that book makes me so mad and full of rage.

[bastardbvby]

“i’m not always speaking to you george” 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[idkwhatimdoingbutslay]

All I can think about right now is Cait and her ‘cycle of violence’ speech right now.

like… idek what to say.

I feel like Ambessa can’t just be talking about the Undercity with her discussions of martial law… (also thinking this is a continuation of her speech from the first teaser). It has to be much bigger than that.

And Caitlyn……… I really hope she doesn’t succumb to the idea that complete oppression is the only way for things to ‘simmer down’…. But omg if she does ….. Nah, let me be fr, WHEN SHE DOES, it’s really NOT the time. Zaunites have continued to be PUSHED to the BRINK. This isn’t Vander’s time anymore. The teachings of Ambessa combined with Grayson’s cannot and will not work. This is a new, revolutionary time of anger and power and rage.

I’m ready for Piltover to fall apart. I’m ready for the war.

[housewifebuck]

[d0llsart]

ok so my httyd hyperfixation is also back and i realised i never actually showed my headcanon where in every modern httyd au my hiccup design is always gonna have 638361 piercings 😇

this headcanon of him exists in my ao3 fics too LOL

may or may not finish this idk it was js a lil doodle to study his features meowmeowmeow :3

[voidmade]

Ventcouvert jacket