#indulge her

[babyjakes]

if @evansbby wrote a 4+1 about andy it would probably be something like “four times andy failed to make you come, and the one time he actually managed to do it (it was an accident, your phone started buzzing beside you and the vibrations did you in bc you were so fucking desperate)” 😭😭

[greatpromise-moved]

@sp8der​ said ❛  you’ve  got  something  they  don’t  .  ❜

eyes    of    her    mask    animated    with    her    confusion.    she    appreciated    the    compliment    but    gwen    couldn’t    place    just    what    she    meant    by    that.    ❝    oh    ya    ?    ❞    the    spider    questions    looking    over    at    the    other    now.    ❝    and    what    is    that    ?    ❞    

[shekindness-moved]

❝  what do you call an alligator in a vest?  ❞

she’s already giggling.  ❝  an in-vest-igator!  ❞

[heytheredelilah-buchanan]

“Oh my god, I looooove this song!” Lila exclaimed, jumping up and down, her landings becoming less and less balanced with each one. Perhaps, in some world, the blonde should be ashamed of her lack of alcohol fortitude, but this weekend was not the time nor the place. She was ready to relax and enjoy, surrounded by her best friends and some great people alike. Nothing could touch--she was sure of it. As the familiar beats of her favorite country song played (surely, one of her friends had pulled a few strings) she felt herself move instinctually to the beat, her feet stomping in time with the guitar. “Come on--it’s so easy! I’ll teach you every step, I promise. And I’m a good teacher!” She giggled, reaching out her hands to indicate them to follow her. 

[dulcifluous-blog]

@konigsbergg

The only reason she could get close enough to lay a hand on him in the first place was the fact that Gilbert was exhausted. He sat on the couch, taking up as much space as possible with his legs spread wide and his arms stretched across the back of it, head leaning back with his mouth open, snoring. Usually, Gilbert was quite the light sleeper, and this gave Anneliese time, precious time to bring her marker to Gilbert’s pale skin. Unfortunately, Gilbert was not in such a deep sleep that he stayed asleep for long, waking up as he felt the cold ink on his skin, blinking in confusion. “What the- what the fuck are you doing?!”

“Shut up,” Anneliese chided, her grip firm on his wrist, pen held securely in her other hand, “I’m making art. Don’t you go and ruin it.” There was a bit there already, the sort of round shape of a reptilian head, ready for two round eyes to be added. “It’s not like I’m drawing a dick on your nose, after all. This will hardly kill you.” 

[emmikamikatze]

How not to look at your Captain #192

[anathesniper]

I’ll sleep when i’m dead.

[ bless you I was hoping for this]

“You are dead, reaper, ... sleep.”

Arms pull him back down to keep him from doing ... whatever he had intended. The sniper having a vice like grip when she wanted to - despite him being able to escape should he wish.

“Or pretend to, I don’t care. Theres no where for you to go today anyways. Relax with me.” 

[pxnsandpxnches]

"mnnn, I wanna snuggle."