I Learned To Draw Him Now I Put Him In Angsty Situations 🫶

MDNI 18+

mind is currently fuzzy and thinking about how god damn big simon is, and the struggles he would experience trying to fit his fat cock in your small cunt. “fuck luvie, need you stretched out just for me yeah?” his voice thick with arousal as his long fingers abused your cunt, completely slick and glistening as your cunt made the most lewd sounds from your soppy hole. “need my sweet girl all prepped for daddy yeah?” his gaze never leaving yours as you hiccuped, cheeks flushed with your hair stuck to your forehead, your legs bouncing as his fingers abused your cunt. it was adorable how you were making such a god damn mess and he hasn’t even fucked your cunt with his cock yet. god, he was going to ruin you.

once you were finally stretched out enough for simon’s liking, he gently rubbed his cock along your cunt, lubricating it with your arousal. “see this sweetheart? it’s gonna be deep inside you,” his cock messily rubbing around your cunt, his fat tip gently nudging inside you. “too big,” you whined as your face scrunched up from a slight burn from the stretch. simon let out a low tut, shaking his head as he watched a small bulge appear in your stomach, your cunt stretched out to accomodate to his size. “you can take it baby, but stretch,” he cooed as he slowly adjusted, “just a little bit more yeah?” his large calloused hands gently rubbing the sides of your body. a low hiss escaped his lips as you clenched around him, despite how you soaked his cock, your inner thighs glistening from your arousal alone, you gripped around him desperately, his cock barely fitting in. fully inside you as his fat tip nudged against your sweet spot.

simon’s ego swelled watching your small cunt squeeze him in, “you feel that baby?” his tone soft as he gently squeezed around the small bulge, “all for you.”

Los vaqueros y el 141 en el jaripeo

Mermaid AU now with Jason!

more mermaid stuff

They're not supposed to go beyond the Coral Reef alone, but Dick loves sneaking out, and looking for various shells and stones especially because it reminds him of traveling with his parents. One night, Jason followed him...

Bruce and Alfred found out they snuck out and immediately started searching. But it was too late, Jason couldn't be found and Dick was barely alive.

One day during Dicks recovery, Alfred was on his way to check on him, but he was gone...

Simon, without ever really considering it, places a lot of weight on a name. It's why he likes the separation between Simon and Ghost, why he gets to a point where he calls Soap Johnny, even when no one else does. It's important, what you call someone. There's a lot in a name.

With you, you'd never even know about Ghost -- to you, he's just Simon, and that's all he ever wants to be. He doesn't want those worlds to mix. Simon will do just fine.

But, after you've been dating a while, when you've convinced him to relax enough to lay his head in your lap while you watch tv and you let out a soft little "there you go, baby"?

Well that's something else entirely.

Because he's never been a "baby." He's never been "honey" or "sweetie" or any of those other cutesy little names you come up with, but when you call him those things, it's nice. Sort of relaxing in a way he never knew it could be.

"Baby, can you change the lightbulb for me?" "What's for dinner, baby?" "Right there, baby, don't stop."

He notices, every single time. It makes him want to try it too, to see if it'll give you the same little easy thrill it gives him. But he's not sure what kind of pet name feels right. He turns over words and phrases in his head when he's trying to go to sleep or in the shower -- he'd absolutely never admit this to you -- and he practices, trying to figure out what feels natural, what feels like you.

In the end, all the practice is for naught, because the right one slips out without him even thinking about it.

It's after he comes home from a deployment, exhausted from both everything that happened and from trying to hide his desperation to see you. When he gets home, you take him in your arms, and all the tension, for the moment, anyway, just falls right out of him, and he holds onto you like a lifeline.

"Missed you so fucking much, sweetheart."

He can feel you smile, your face pressed against his chest, and while he is glad to see you seem to like it, he wasn't prepared for how much he'd like it himself.

Because what you call someone matters. He'd spent the first half of his life as Simon, the second as Ghost, and now, as a complete surprise to him, he's getting a third chapter where he gets to be "baby," where he gets to be close enough to you to share these special little names. He gets to know your sweet heart, and it's more than he deserves.

But he'll never, ever stop trying to earn it.

More of Kyle "Gaz" Garrick because I can't stop drawing him.

I couldn't decide on one angle so u get both :)

Price is fighting for his life to stay my number one rn.

Fellas, what do we think about OCs that are just self inserts? Asking for no reason...

Price: "Keep up, boys. Little sergeants who get left behind get eaten."

Soap: "Did he just call us little?"

Gaz: "I'm more concerned with the getting eaten part."

my dad, trying to explain the concept of money to me: say you have a sandwich, and i need your sandwich. but i don't have anything to give you. you're not just gonna give it to me.

me: i would just give it to you.

my dad:

and a lil something spicy that was meant for the zine~

boyfriend hoodie!!

Honey, We talked about this.