#yewordered

[onlycertainty-archive]

Child on deck: I’m bored.

Jim, holding a bucket of soap water and swab: what was that?

[touchsensitiive]

birthday present 1/2 (or until i decide to make more who knows) for @yewordered!!! an Archie aesthetic!

do not use unless you’re yewordered or i swear to god--

[butterflyensnared-a]

@yewordered replied to your post: somebody adopt him. preferably somebody who will...

i have several muses i offer for this : derek who has some mental issues but he shapes up in his canon and becomes such a good person and accidentally has a small army of kids who he would die for, janos who is just a chaotic vampire but hes a proud papa, madam sylvia who is a lil old wiccan lady who owns her own business, tex who is a cowboy and the embodiment of chaos but hes got a gold heart. they would all adopt him tbh-

let them A L L adopt him i swear i don’t think there’s a limit on how many adoptive parents this boi could get.

[mcsttrusted]

just to prove to you how different my friends are....

me: hey missandei’s a pacifist!

@yewordered: my muse gotta protect her now!

@spellwrittcn: gonna fucking drop her into a lake

[withoutapprcval]

@yewordered  #gods im turning into mak

wha--WHY ARE YOU SAYING IT LIKE THAT

[hisapcstle-a]

@yewordered

When Miles ushered the boy into the room, it was with the knowledge that if the landlord saw -- his ass would be out looking for another place to live in. It wasn’t like there was a no children policy but a kid looking like he’d just survived a world war? Well, Miles already was on thin ice with the landlord so to speak. 

“Just...be quiet. Okay? Think I have some bagel bites in the freezer, I could warm those up for you.” You’re giving what little food you have to a street rat you barely know? Miles shoved that unwelcome thought out of his head and awkwardly gestured a hand around the one-bedroom. “Not much. But it’s what I got.” And what it had was ants...and dust...and dim lighting. And an unmade bed with Miles’ camcorder and laptop sitting on it that he knew he’d have to move so Jake could sleep there. Thank god he still had that sleeping bag otherwise Miles would be napping on the floor. 

[onlyliberty-a]

    “Don’t suppose yer down to come ‘n help me makin’ some’a these brownies? Jim’ll be home soon, ‘n I reckon they need a little somethin’ special, but I can’t figure out what.”   /  @yewordered ( archie ;))

[dxmonicmoon]

m/f 26 (with amanda) :eyes:

Smut starters meme! || Accepting!

He looks upwards at the woman he came to adore in the latest part of his life. He looks up at her, with clear intent in his eyes. His strong hands wrap themselves around her thighs, squeezing them lightly.  He continues to look upwards when her dress is moved up as well. When her underwear is revealed. And so he squeezes yet again. His hands work wonders with the thighs and her backside, He is determined to tease her to no end before actually continuing with whatever plan he had in mind. She wanted to be worshipped. She liked when he did that. At least he thought so. He hoped so.

“You…look..rather….tense. Let me…help.” His words echo within the room as if they were loud. Or were they echoing inside her own head only? Perhaps. After all, the arousal can do many tricks to your mind, especially if you are extremely into it. And perhaps he was just imagining it? Well, nevermind. Regardless of what he thought or how she reacted, she didn’t seem to be going away. And so he will continue.

His hands trace the inner sides of her thighs, he wanted to make her legs shudder, wanted to send chills through her body. Even though her underwear, his long, split tongue traces upwards, teasing her through the cloth. Almost awaiting her decision on allowing him to continue or not. A giant tease, he is. Certainly.