#heheheh.....

[beeperoo]

Got an ao3 photo card at supernova today... guess who I'm gonna put in it...

[phykoha]

I SPOT YAELOKRE.... YAELOKRE MENTIONED....

YES,,, YAELOKRE MENTION,,,,, The song I was talking about is Harpy Hare fbhdjs,,,

The song is about overprotective mothers, but my brain was like "what if Frida and Venus growing up together but getting separated backstory" and now I'm running with it fdvvdshfsd

[dimitrescs]

Bela Lugosi as 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖆 ; TS4

[lyss2234]

Am I late....? Happy Sam septiceye day everyone!!💚

[riftzenith]

𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃   𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐏𝐒   𝐀𝐑𝐄   𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄   𝐈𝐍   their   movements,   ever   so   intrepid   in   touch.   they   slide   along   the   svelte   lines   of   the   merchant's   sides,   a   sensuous   caress   so   featherlight   one   could   mistake   it   for   the   wind   were   his   chest   not   then   flush   to   luocha's   back.   a   murmur   of   pleasure,   his   nose   butting   lightly   into   silken   blond   tresses,   and   jing   yuan   simply   goes   still   -   the   general's   great   warmth   enveloping   the   slighter   frame   of   the   man   before   him   with   strong   arms   and   a   firm   grasp.   he   inhales   deeply,   nose   nestling   at   the   crown   of   his   head,   then   behind   his   ear,   and   towards   his   nape,   where   jing   yuan   lets   out   a   throaty   noise.   

"   luocha,   have   you   been   avoiding   me   ?   "   his   teasing   is   saccharine,   and   the   question   is,   perhaps,   rhetorical,   especially   as   he   maneuvers   them   both   so   they're   face   to   face   now,   and   glowing   aureate   meets   fields   of   meadow   green.   there   is   an   expectant   arch   of   one   leonine   brow,   but   jing   yuan   doesn't   allow   him   to   answer,   instead   tilting   a   regal   chin   up   with   two   fingers   -   and   bending   down   to   meet   him.   in   between   one   breath   and   the   next   -   the   general   presses   his   lips   to   the   blond's   own,   body   pressed   flush   and   a   quiet   noise   of   pleasure   rumbling   within   his   chest...   not   unlike   a   purr.   tongue   and   teeth   press   forth,   and   jing   yuan   kisses   like   he   always   does   -   gentle   yet   domineering,   the   master   stroke   of   yet   another   chess   game   filled   with   hungry   breaths   and   a   hand   slipping   from   luocha's   waist   to   his   rear.   close,   close,   impossibly   close   -   jing   yuan   seeks   to   devour   him,   until   he   can   no   longer   breathe   and   must   part   with   a   noise   of   longing,   though   his   hands   still   remain...   proprietary   in   their   touch   and   location.   

                                      he   wasn't   done,   judging   by   the   gleam   in   slit   pupils.

@noblesanctity

[lndenmeres-a]

𝐊 + 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄

🔑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐂𝐔𝐅𝐅 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄.

@dearests​

when you produced the cuffs,     almost from thin air,     you didn’t expect events to take this twist:     mike straddling your hips,     your wrists pinned in his strong hand,     him dangling the cuffs out of your reach.     the chain clinks, metal glinting in the low light.     ‘     well,     look at you.     ’     your voice is a low,     condescending purr.     ‘     what do you think you’re gonna do with those,     s u g a r     ?     ’

aggression & sexual tension memes.

[ruinousidol-blog]

queen of hearts....