tit!obsessed steve rogers headcanon 🎀
sometimes —90% of the time— the only thing that would be running through steve’s mind would be your stunningly, plump and perfect tits. he would salivate at the thought. envisioning you on his lap, your bare back against his chest as he squeezed and fondled your breasts all while kissing and biting at your neck, drinking in your moans.
the day that he found out you could literally have an orgasm with him only teasing and touching your nipples — he almost had a heart attack. he replayed that day on his mind literally 24/7. it was damn near the hottest thing he’d ever seen in his life. and you better believe that everytime you two get frisky again, he always starts off with your overly sensitive tits, begging to see you cum again from him just licking and sucking on those nipples.
“c’mon, baby… give it to me…” he groaned against your nipple as he had you straddling his lap. his voice was muffled since he practically had his face smushed on your breast, licking and sucking while his other hand pinched and rolled your other nipple between his fingers. you moaned deliciously, throwing your head back. your fingers were caught in his hair, pulling him closer as he groaned into your skin.
“mmmmh… baby..” you gasped, eyes shut as your brows tented upwards, lips parting in a big O.
“that’s right, sweetheart…” he growled against your tit, his lips moving onto the next one, taking your nipple in between his teeth. “cmon… yeah…” he encouraged you as your moans grew more louder and desperate by the second.
before he knew it, you doubled over him, your fingers swiftly sneaking down to play with your clit as you orgasmed with a shaky moan, your thighs trembling around him. you panted as he reluctantly pulled his mouth away from your tits, his hands still fondling them. “fuck… you’ve no idea what you do to me.” he growled, hooking his arms around your thighs and throwing you down onto the bed, hovering over you and smashing his lips against yours.
I feel like pirating media that isn’t sold or offered anywhere legally anymore shouldn’t be called piracy. Girl thats archaeology
have a some quick scribbles of the Rampion Crew as their energy levels:
these are 100% accurate, thank you for attending my Ted Talk.
Ok it's very funny to laugh at Tuxedo Mask for showing up and doing nothing, but his job was never to actually fight the monsters.
His job was just to show up and believe in Sailor Moon so overwhelmingly resolutely that she remembers she's a fucking demigod long enough for HER to fight the monsters.
Because she's the only one strong enough to do it in the first place, and in this regard Tuxedo Mask is the first example of being "Kenough" in this essay I will
Little pony princesses 💗
gonna buy this god-forsaken web site and charge all y'all $8 a month to edit reblogs.
Anna and Cathy’s first kiss happened on a rainy Saturday, while the rest of the queens were asleep. It was one in the morning, and Cathy was awake writing. Like always.
Anne had stumbled into the kitchen to grab a cup of water, when she noticed the other queen, tapping away on her laptop. Cathy had been too engrossed in her writing to notice Anne, and too engrossed still when she didn’t react to the water being turned on and Anne filling up her cup.
“Shit,” Anne muttered. The glass she had been holding was spilling over and getting on her hands. Pouring out a bit of the water and grabbing a towel to dry her hands, Cathy’s eyes finally glanced up.
“Anne?”
Anne blushed slightly. “Sorry, I-I didn’t mean to distract you.”
If only Anne knew how often Cathy got distracted by her smile.
“N- No it’s fine, I was nearly done anyway,” Cathy said, attempting a reassuring smile, but it came out more like a grimace.
Anne, picking up the glass, made her way to Cathy. She sat down on the seat next to her, looking at the other girl’s face illuminated by the light of the computer.
“What are you working on?” Anne asked.
“Uh, nothing much,” Cathy said, repositioning herself on the chair. “You can read it if you want. But you don’t have to, I mean no pressure or anything. It’s probably stupid anyway.” Cathy stared at her hands. She hadn’t meant for it to all rush out like that. Damn, she hoped Anne didn’t think she was being pushy.
“No, I’d love to read it. I’m sure it’s great,” Anne smiled, taking the laptop and propping it against her knees.
Cathy watched the other girl’s eyes move from one line to the next. Anne was smiling softly, and when she neared the bottom of the page, she reached out and held Cathy’s hand.
“It’s really good,” Anne said enthusiastically, with a twinkle in her eyes when she’d finished.
Cathy dipped her head, smiling at the praise.
She took the laptop and placed it on the table in front of her. She looked back at Anne, who was fidgeting with the hem of her pajama shirt.
“Can I kiss you?” Anne asked suddenly.
“What?” Cathy said, despite hearing Anne perfectly well.
“Can I kiss you?’ Anne repeated, looking at Cathy’s lips and then her brown eyes.
Anne’s mind was going in spirals. I shouldn’t have said that. What if she doesn’t like me? What if she says no? What if I’ve ruined everything?
“Yes,” Cathy's soft voice cut through Anne’s thoughts. Anne’s eyes widened. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
“Of course you can kiss me.”
Anne hesitantly put a hand on Cathy’s cheek, playing with the curls by her ear. She moved her head closer, just barely connecting their lips.
Cathy felt the tickle of breath against the top of her lip, Anne’s soft lips brushing gently against Cathy’s. She couldn’t wait any longer. She wouldn’t wait any longer.
In a burst of newfound bravery, Cathy pushed her lips closer to Anne, taking the other girl’s face in between her hands.
Anne opened her eyes momentarily, shocked by Cathy. She smiled into the kiss, moving her hands onto Cathy’s waist.
The two eventually broke apart, smiling giddily. They ended up sharing kisses all the way into the morning, when they were found by Kat they were cuddled together in each other's arms and fast asleep.
Shout out to avatar generations for giving us canon gaang art that actually includes suki
“kill them with kindness” WRONG! MR. ELECTRIC SEND HIM TO THE PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE AND HAVE HIM EXPELLED !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hovering at the door- She asks you how your day was and if you want a snack before dinner. She doesn’t want to intrude on you so she waits to be invited in.
Baking- she learns all your favourite recipes, and even adjusts other ones to fit your taste. ultimate mum/grandma friend.
Stroking your hair- whenever, where ever. she does this without realizing, and it’s a habit she can’t break, and honestly, no one wants her to break it.
“my love”- people who say this are the best people in the world, and I love them. she slips this into a lot of her sentences, and it always makes people feel comforted.
''what if my writing isn't good eno--'' what if it's a reflection of your soul. what if it has a place in this world. what if you write it anyway
Hi :) welcome back to my bullshit | she/her | my ao3 is StopmotionStars
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