#olutojuogun

[postthumous-a]

   “Unlike that anon, I will happily say that I would like to be put in my place.”  

[violentnonretirement]

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Recall Verse:

Vacation | @simple-geometry Therapy | @chronal-anomaly !Running Man Questions | @likepigsfortheslaughter Thanks | @outlawshootist Gwishin | @ampitup-frogboy Mission | @scion-dragon

Main Verse:

Underground | @lavendervcined || Leo Drinks | @allflash-nobang Identity | @engclsgleich Base | @meidinchina Wanted | @agbaran Espionage | @mobstxr Guardian | @egyptiandeathgod Lost | @watchcver || Lucio Same | @daedalcs Sickness | @infecxtion Buckshot | @deadlockled

Young Verse:

Festival | @ryujincrowned

Magic Anon: Magic!Anon | @chronal-anomaly Magic!Anon | @ampitup-frogboy Magic!Anon | @newsouthgun 

Partner Verse:

Prince | @ampitup-frogboy !Frog Prince

Slasher Verse: Offering | @olutojuogun !Slasher

[fromtheshadcws]

@olutojuogun :

       ❝ That…will not be necessary. ❞ Whatever the half-dead creatures eats (if he eats at all), Akande does not want any part of it.

"Not a fan of tamales? Fine.” He’s just going to get a good look at Gabriel shoving one in his mouth, then.

His loss.

[postthumous-a]

teethy boi for @olutojuogun

   “Akande, I am a little busy right now.” Meaning he’s in the middle of a meal and shouldn’t be disturbed. Few people were free of danger if they happened across one of Reaper’s more unfortunate activities and Doomfist was one of them, how lucky he was. No amount of muscle could deter the Wraith’s hungering nanites.

   “What do you want?”

[deadlockled]

💋 [olutojuogun]

gif of how our muses would kiss || accepting@olutojuogun​

also…a spicy gif i keep forgetting to reblog for aesthetics that rly gave me strong vibes of them listen….

[deadlockled]

2 for akande *chinhands*

big spicy starters !! || accepting[2] || f/m       @olutojuogun

      OH, THERE’S AN INTOXICATION that his touch leaves her in – he’s strong && rough in all the right ways && there’s a powerful edge to him that always screamed danger in the most enticing ways possible. they’re two powerful people && neither of them forget that for a minute even as they fall into each other’s touch again.

      she loves the feeling of those large hands on her skin – something holding her that could just as well easily crush her but they just bring pleasure in their wake as they move across her body && rid her of the clothing she doesn’t need. 

      her hips wiggle against his lap as his fingers torment her until she’s dripping on his hand with utter want – her arms wandering his chest && every inch of his body they can find their way to with purpose && need. he knows she wants him just as much as she knows he wants her.

      fortunately for him, there isn’t any cocky remarks from her – just hands && lips exploring his body to coax out that same want from him because she needs it; needs something to relax with, needs that cock buried so deep inside of her she won’t be able to walk after && she forgets every single little stress she has. forgets she’s lonely.

      he shifts && she crashes back against the mattress – those hands holding her so firm, so wonderful to her because it’s what she enjoys so thoroughly. && it’s his turn to tease her again as he leans back – with a well placed pout from the white haired woman as his warmth leaves her for the moment – his hard cock rubbing between wet lips, so tantalisingly against her clit && it brings forth the most delightful little moan from her as she slides her hips back against him.

she wants it so badly now – oh, she hates being teased, she’s impatient, but it feels so good she can’t help the choked back needy whines leaving her as he continues to bypass her pulsing hole each time he moves. 

      there’s nothing more in that precise minute she wants more than for him to plunge deep inside her – stretched, ready, waiting && in need.

      && then he gives that to her finally as he drives out those needy noise from her && an angrily pleaded ‘give it to me’ drawn through heavy breaths && soft moans.

      she can feel his girth fill her up so tightly – something she enjoys so thoroughly she’s lost in the feeling – && her head tilts back as she moans && rolls her hips against him. she’s tired of being teased – she needs it – && now she’ll finally ask for it because she can’t take it any longer.

      ❝ just…fuck me, akande. fuck me hard. ❞

[hzoshimoda-blog]

“many people say that they enjoy winter, but what they really enjoy is feeling proof against it.” [olutojuogun]

starters from the 1972 novel by richard adams, WATERSHIP DOWN || accepting

@olutojuogun

The smoke from Hanzo’s cigarette rose heady into the night of Lijiang, eventually bleeding into the steam and mists of production and snow. The warmth from the lit end of the cigarette was temporary, and he was left once again feeling icy as snow fell in thick drifts. His mind turned slowly as he tried to deriddle whatever Akande had just said, but it was late and he did not have the patient for half-developed idioms. 

 He crossed his arms, cigarette still lit in one hand. “What are you on about, Akande?” Hanzo said, dark eyes turned upwards.

[chronalized]

when he’s right and you dont wanna admit it