LOKI SERIES First Look - Season 2

Appreciation post for the fantastic colour schemes and lighting in the new Blade Runner 2049 film.

i’m here for my reward

can shiggy please piss in my mouth 🙏🏼

thank you yannie ♡

Are you sure you don’t want the kidney too? One incel depraved Shiggy comin’ up♡ Tbh I’ve had this fantasy for a while in my keep for later box. Might expand upon later for all his kinks!

☆彡Game Time★彡

Shigaraki Tomura x Fem! Reader

CW: Incel Gamer Shiggy • NSFW • Piss Swallowing • Piss Kink • Oral (M) • Degradation (F) • Humiliation (F) • Sub! Reader • DubCon (¿) • Praise (F) • Masturbation (F) • Shiggy is a disgusting dirtbag whom I love ♡

The clicking of the controller was beginning to grate on your nerves.

Your eyes left the phone screen in your hand, tracking his form hunched over in his gaming chair. He hadn’t moved in nearly five hours, still in the same position as when you’d returned home.

Clicking your tongue, you decided it was up to you to save his spine. Only thing that could pull him from this new game was either sex or a blowjob. You still ached from last night, his handling ruthless as he fucked his frustration out on you.

Not that you minded.

Slipping from the bed and your warm cocoon, you padded over stained carpet and kicked aside a few leftover takeout containers to reach his perch in front of the Tv. The room dark without the bright HD flat screen illuminating the space with whatever zombie horror game he was playing. His dark hoodie pulled over his greasy locks, his sweat pants low on his hips with his feet glued to the chair. He couldn’t have been comfortable, but it hardly mattered as you dropped to your knees in front of his chair, not blocking the screen. Least you incur his rage for making him lose.

He’s already lost a multitude of times now, frustration mounting similarly to yesterday, but with a renewed vigor to beat this level.

Even with your pretty face trying to get between his legs, he hardly acknowledges you. When your soft hands reach for his waist band, he’s even helpful in allowing you to tug them down. Normally he’d have glanced down by now, taken in your sultry gaze and sneered. His eyes remain glued to the screen, hands deftly moving as he actually begins advancing.

You’re sold. Happily gripping his half hard cock in your hands, giving a few pumps as he begins to swell fully, girth and length growing under your touch. You know better than to tease him, not now at least. You don’t hesitate to lean into his lap, his torso straightening to allow you closer. Your wet hot mouth breathing over his twitching reddened cock head, the musk and sweat from gaming all day without moving not the most pleasant. It doesn’t matter, your tongue flicking out to lick from the base, over a thick vein which runs from under his shaft, and up to the soft head where you swirl over the slit. Drooling over his cock and slicking him up nicely, earning a low groan and grunt as you swallow half of him. He doesn’t buck or force you further, and you’re even more emboldened as you slowly begin to work him in your mouth, flattening your tongue and allowing your breathing to lengthen. Taking deeper breathes in and slowly letting it out as you finally feel a low burn in your throat as your lips touch wiry deep blue pubic hair. Your nose nuzzling in as you finally take him completely into your throat.

Normally he’d ruin it. Push your head or grind too deep and force you up to cough and suck in air while panicked.

He seems too focused and concentrated to bother with you though, and it’s a good opportunity to enjoy giving him head instead of fighting not to pass out while he face fucks you. Languidly letting your tongue move around his cock, you begin a rhythmic bobbing motion, finding a calmness to this sort of intimacy. It even has your cunt throbbing, thighs rubbing together as you greedily allow a hand to slip into your underwear. It’s enough to have you moaning as you collect your own arousal to slick your clit and softly roll around it. Building your own release as you did his, happy to really take him deep as he huffs and pants above you. The way he’s leaning doesn’t allow you to look up, and with his thighs spread on either side of your head, it’s hard to pay attention to anything but his dick in your throat.

Your moans and whimpers aren’t dismissed by Tomura though. He’s quite aware you’re getting yourself off like some sort of cam slut while taking his cock in your filthy mouth. He knows you’re shaking your dripping cunt and shoving your fingers inside, but he’s winning right now, shockingly able to focus better as he feels his cock twitch in your tight contracting throat.

“Fuck— don’t think of stopping slut, you better take my load straight into your stomach— hhsss,” he hisses in pleasure and irritation as his balls tighten, your free hand moving to fondle and roll his nuts between your little fingers. His shoulders hunch, but his dark tired red eyes don’t even close anymore as he nears the close of his level. He’s sweating, jerking a bit but trying his damndest not to lose this fucking game again even as his lower stomach burns painfully for release. You’re not stupid enough to slow down either, working his slobbery cock between your lips and in your mouth much like the slut he calls you. Messily squelching and noisily sucking, nearly an ASMR for blowjobs for any loser listening in.

Your eyes water, his orgasm prolonged due to your initial slowness to enjoy the sensations of his cock, but you aren’t deterred as your own orgasm nears, your cunt nearly as loud as your mouth from how wet you are. Moving your hips just right, you struggle to push your own fingers just deep enough to rub where you want them, to stretch yourself out enough to really feel it. If Tomura bothered to look down, he’s see a debauched and beautiful sight, your soaked face and watery eyes desperately trying to swallow his cock while you get yourself off.

“That’s it, ugh, dumb mouth is good for something huh? Fuck I’m gonna cum, fuck, fuck, fuck—,” his teeth are gritted, face nearly enraged as his eyes pop wide and lips tear a little at the corners, not realizing he’d been drooling while panting. His eyes don’t move from the screen even as you yelp, his thighs moving to wrap around your head and face as he shifts his hips up to push too deep down your throat. His feet act like a vice lock around your neck.

Gagging you as your tears leak like a broken fountain, trying to shake your head or pull away.

He cums harder than he ever has before, the burning in his cock making his own eyes water, but still his hands don’t stop until he finally enters through a save portal. He’s laughing now, his game saving as he finally beats this shitty level, finally allowing his eyes to look down as your hands pathetically try to push him off so you can breathe.

Your eyes are open and reddened, snot and tears running down your face and ruining your mascara. You’re a pitiful sight for sore eyes.

“Haha! What’s wrong whore? You wanted this! Who put my fucking cock in your mouth huh?!” He’s elated, moaning and humping your face while he sets his controller aside to dig his hands into the torn armrest cushion as he empties his balls into your stomach.

“Fuck I gotta piss, fuck fuck, you’d like that wouldn’t you? Huh? I can’t fucking hear you!”

“Mngh!!” You can’t get away, not even mindful of biting down as you feel your throat beginning to throb in a burning pain, already having swallowed all of his cum.

“You wanna drink my piss slut? Fuck you do, don’t you? Haha! Okay Princess, anything for you~” He’s manic, so high from the harsh orgasm and delayed gratification of beating this level. It’s a bit odd at first, feeling your warm tight throat around him not his usual comfort as he unloads, but he relaxes quick enough as he moans, eyes rolling back as he begins to piss down your throat.

Like his hot cum, this wretched load goes straight into your stomach, and you’re unable to stop the cough which chokes his dick and yourself as Tomura finally unlocks his legs. His quick grip in your hair prevents you from escaping as he holds his semi-limp dick cackling, you’re helpless as you finally drag in air through your mouth, as his rancid piss hits your tongue and face. You’re forced to swallow more as you feel your lungs burning even now.

“Look at you Princess! Finally got ya that new moisturizer!” He only finds it hilarious, breathing heavily as he finishes all over your body. His eyes track down your sorry figure, landing on your hand still shoved down your pants and moving.

Your shudder and gargled noises finally stopping as you go limp against his thigh, resting as you pant and twitch.

“Dirty little slut, did my piss push you over? Fuck that’s hot, hey,” a tap against your face has your eyes wearily looking up.

He looks insane.

“Let’s do that again, this time I want you to piss on me while you cum.” His smile makes fear and anticipation blossom inside your stomach.

Painted a little chibi of Naji! He’s missing some piercings but they didn’t look right in this style. Choosing shaders will be the death of me I tell ya. 

T'Challa ia crying, Wanda is crying, Parker is scared and Drax is like fuck this shit.

The Soul World Paradox

Summary: Peter Parker wakes up in the new place to him. Quickly he finds out that he is trapped in the soul world among other heroes that were affected by snap of Thanos’ fingers.

Warnings: none!

Words: 1767

Authors: Beast

Request by: @kastrup-sofie Request: I have a request Action takes place at Soul Stone. After IW all avengers and heroes who were wiped away from Earth, meet there and they accuse each other of things that happened. And, f.e. Quill screams at Strange, Spidey think Bucky is Jesus and he is Heaven, T'Challa cries after his sister and Okoye Something funny ^^

There was nothing but darkness all around him.

Second later, he heard some voices.

A sudden thought ran through his head; he knew some of the voices.

He slowly opened his eyes. At first, he blinked few times, giving his sense a time to get used to the lightness.

He saw a blurry figure that was leaning towards him.

“Are ya okay, kid?” asked a strong, deep voice.

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“I love you for who you are” || Steven Grant x Reader

Summary: As you look for a new dress, you make Steven all hot for you. When you get home, you may discover just how horny he's become

Rating: explicit! (+18) 

Warnings: unprotected sex, Khonshu & Marc being slightly mean to Steven 🥺

Word count: circa 3500

Pairing: Steven Grant & Reader

Authors: Fenrir & Cass

You carefully examined the dresses that you chose. Finding the right one wasn't easy. Thus far, you have selected a few, but that's all. All you needed was a dress that would be suitable for warm weather. Fortunately, you weren't alone. Since you couldn't pick just one, you enlisted the help of your boyfriend who happened to be in the store with you at the time.

As most would describe Steven, he was an oddball, but you loved him just as much as he loved you. "Steven, I can't just pick one dress. I have an idea!"

He found himself hating shopping with you to the brim, not because you had difficulty making a decision, but because whenever you walked into yet another boutique or clothes store he felt like a lost puppy thrown into an unfamiliar environment. 

The dresses, jeans, and shirts you tried on were cute, but he became nervous whenever you said, "Babe, I think this isn't what I'm looking for. Let's check another store." And you made puppy eyes at him. It was a bold move on your part to make them on him, knowing full well he could not say no to you.

Following your call, Steven got up from the couch he was lucky enough to find near the checkout and approached you, holding six more paper bags filled with shoes and clothes you bought from previous stores. "What's the matter, dove?"

Your shoulders slumped as you stared at the dresses you were holding and explained, "Well, this one is cute, but I'm not sure about the back, and this one has such a lovely pattern, so soft, and the last one... Is pink, but has a very nice material..." You shook your head and smiled. "Maybe I should try them on and you can tell me which one is best."

Despite his perfect smile, Steven screamed on the inside: trying on clothes meant more waiting time. "Try them, dove."

You jumped up and kissed his cheek. "This is the last shop we will visit today." You promised and walked with him to the changing room area.

Even though you knew he didn't like shopping, he was still so sweet to join you. 

You walked into the changing room, and waved at him before pulling the curtain shut.

With a deep sigh escaping his lips, Steven put the bags on the marble floor and leaned his back against the wall, awaiting for you to show up again. "You know, Y/N, to me you look stunning in everything you wear."

"Thanks! But I want to be the most stunning woman for you!" 

The first dress was the cute one as you described it.

Walking out of the changing room, you smiled and turned around, improving your hair. "Look at it. What do you think about this one, love?”

You were examined from head to toe by his brown eyes. He loved the gown you tried on. Steven took a few steps and caught the dress' hem. "It's stunning. The color is appealing to me. The fabric is soft and has a nice structure."

As you touched the fabric, you agreed that it was soft and nice to touch. "It would be perfect for cuddling together."

Steven nodded his head eagerly. "I agree. Let's try another one."

You nodded and quickly retreated back into the changing room. After changing into the second dress, you admired the slightly see-through part for a moment longer in the changing room. You walked out, smoothing the lower part of the dress, presenting yourself to him.

Steven licked his lower lip in admiration of your new look. "It's beautiful, and I love the way you are dressed in pastels. The addition of the fishnet on top leaves a lot of room for speculation, if you know what I mean."

"It's not like you don't know what's under there, sweetie." You teased him, showing off your chest more. "I love it, and I think you do, too."

"This one is definitely the one we're buying. One has left. Try it on."

As you nodded, you walked back into the dressing room and examined the last dress. It was simple and pink. You got a mischievous idea while putting it on. "Steven, would you mind helping me?"

Steven looked at his watch; it was nearly 16:00 and he still hadn't eaten lunch. He sighed again and walked to the changing room, leaving the bags behind. "Yes?"

You grabbed him by the jacket and pulled him in, wrapping your arms around his neck instantly as soon as he was in the changing room with you. "Hello there."

Because he was taken aback by your sudden action, his smile was hesitant. "Hiya, babes."

You kissed him briefly and giggled. "This is the last dress I have for you to look at." And after these words you shifted aside like nothing had happened. "I don't think I like it."

"Why don't you?"

"The dress doesn't show enough. Look at how high I have to pull it in order for you to see my legs." You said lamentingly, pulling the hems of the material to fully reveal your legs to him.

Steven felt the burning on his clean-shaven cheeks, and gasped, "Oh... Oh, wow..". He whispered, looking at your thighs, "I'm a big fan of your legs, you know that, babes... Oh, wow, Gosh."

"So the dress is off so you can have a better look..." You shrugged and took it off, not caring that you were only in your underwear right in front of him.

As he watched your body, he cleared his throat and marveled at your curves. "Babes, you're so dishy."

"Thanks, love. I'll let you see more once we're back home. I would fucking love to have your cock buried deep in my pussy." You hummed, playing with the material of your panties. Shortly after you got closer to him and moved your arms up his chest.

He smiled hesitantly, blushing as he asked, "You wanted my help, I believe?"

"Nah, I just wanted you here, handsome, but I need one tiny thing from you." You nodded, pawing at his jeans jacket. "What about a kiss?

Then he leaned forward and kissed you, easily sliding his tongue past your lips.

In return, you hummed happily, letting him dominate the kiss. You patted his cheek after pulling away. "Go, go! I need to dress up so we can go home."

He tried to adjust himself subtly within his jeans as he became a little too excited seeing you undress as he left the changing room. He had no idea what was happening to him, but enjoyed the sensation nonetheless.

Before heading to checkout with him, you put away the dress you didn't want.

After paying, the two of you were on your way home. 

While holding Steven's hand, you smiled at him. "It was only a small chain yank but it turned out to be a lot more for you, luv. Apparently you got excited, huh?"

"A tad too much." He nodded his head as the two of you walked through London streets to your shared flat.

"We can take care of this when we return home." You assured him, kissing his cheek.

"It's not necessary..." Steven replied hesitantly.

Rolling your eyes, you walked with him until you reached the flat.

Once inside, you retrieved one of your bags, did not allow Steven to look inside, and hurried to the bathroom. A special item that you bought with the intent of using it one day ended up being useful sooner than you anticipated.

Having made sure that the front door was locked, Steven hung his jacket on a wooden hanger next to it. Taking your shopping bags to your shared bedroom, he went to the kitchen and loudly asked, "Do you want me to order some food?"

Leaning against a bookshelf, you said, "Maybe later, love." Your only clothing was a new set of emerald green lingerie with stockings and a pair of hills. "There are things to take care of for now."

"But I'm hungry... We skipped our lun..." He paused as he glanced at you over his shoulder.

Your body was perfectly shaped, toned yet curvy just where it needed to be, and your skin was smooth and tanned even after coming back from Egypt almost two months ago.

After a moment of silence, he whispered, "Y/N... Cor blimey, you're stunning..."

You moved closer to him and hummed, placing your hand on his shoulder. "Since I got you going in the changing room, I thought it'd be a good idea to finish it at home."

"Cor blimey, you're bloody hot today, innit!" Steven exclaimed, visibly satisfied with the sight. He placed rough hands on your hips, one of them slipping to your booty. "Maybe I shouldn't act like that back in the store but gurl, you're so hot it's nearly impossible to cool down by your side."

"Well, I do not want you to cool down. I'd love to see what you can do with me. I want you Steven, so badly." You almost whined, pawing at his shirt.

His eyes glistened with lust he tried to hide so much; unfortunately, the pressure and tension building within his abdomen once again that day made it impossible.

"C'mon, Steven. I know you want me. Don't hide it." You purred and pulled him into a deep kiss.

Steven cupped your cheeks in his hands and crushed his lips on yours, taking his time to kiss you deeply.

You hummed as you kissed him back, letting him completely dominate the kiss.

You wanted Steven to show you everything he could offer, since he was usually slow and soft. It's not that you were bored, but at the same time you knew he was capable of so much more.

Stephen slipped his fingers into your damp, lacy panties, sighing as he felt the wetness his fingers so desperately craved. While he kissed you hard, he breathed in your scent.

In a brief break, you sighed softly against his lips and kissed him again, placing your palms on his shoulders

The kisses he was offering you deepened as he rubbed your clit with two of his fingers, teasing your entrance by slipping one of them in just a little. Your lips trembled as he whispered, "So warm and wet. All mine."

"All yours." You assured with a soft nod, rolling your hips to get a bit more friction. "I cannot wait to feel you deep inside of me."

"I think we can do something about that."

His hand was out of your panties shortly after, and he picked you up easily, forcing you to wrap your legs around his hips. You were in his arms as he sat you on the edge of the table, again crashing his lips against yours, humming in the kiss.

The excitement grew with every moment, and you couldn't wait to see what would happen next.

“Fuck.” Steven heard Marc chimed in mentally. “She'd gotten everyone's attention with that lingerie on.”

Steven ignored Marc's interruption completely and returned to rubbing your clit, this time through your lacy panties.

"Fuck, Steven." You gasped at his touch as your hands moved to his shirt, and your skilled fingers started to undo the buttons.

"Did I allow you to do that?"

"Oh Steven, please. I need to touch you!" You whined. 

“Don't let the girl take over the control so easily, just like I told you.” Marc reminded in mentally again.

“What if she wouldn't like it?” Steven replied within his mind while his eyes looked at your body hungrily.

“Trust me, she's going to love it.” Marc replied. “You're in control this time. You want her all hot for you? You want her eager like she has never been before? Do as we trained.”

"I think you need to work on that a little." Steven said, rubbing your clit faster, and then leaving you all hot as he proceeded to flop on the couch. "I'd like to see you dance and strip for me."

In shock, you pressed your legs together as you stared at him. Although you expected a lot from him, you never expected that much. Steven almost seemed unrecognizable to you, but you didn't mind. Before starting to dance, you got up from the table and walked a little closer.

Your moves demonstrated as much of your body as possible.

The pressure in the crotch of Steven's jeans forced him to adjust himself. He was still not satisfied, so he unbuckled his belt and opened his fly to take his cock out.

As you licked your lips, you watched him for a moment before returning to your dance.

The bra came first. You slipped it off quickly before throwing it to one side, playing with your boobs to make sure your chest was clearly on display. Then came your panties. You took them off while rolling your hips with your back facing him. Unlike the bra, you did not throw them on the side, you threw them at Steven. "Can my stockings stay, luv?"

The man smiled and nodded as he caught your panties. "You know how much I love it when you wear those, so please leave them on."

"Please leave them on?!" Asked Marc in Steven's head. "Man, you're the one in charge. You're not asking, you're demanding! What did I say to you?"

Khonshu added, "Idiot once, idiot forever."

Both voices started laughing.

Steven cleared his throat, rubbing his half-erected shaft slowly. "I want you to leave them on, babes."

Despite never being told to stop, you continued to dance. Since it was so exciting, you were eager to see what else he had prepared for you.

"Sit on my lap, please."

"Yeah. Ask her to make you some cocoa." Marc grunted. 

"Idiot, act like a man at least once or Marc will take over." Khonshu warned angrily.

Steven froze and raised his voice, looking up at you. "No! I mean, come to me, Y/N."

Although his little outburst freaked you out, you followed his instructions. You walked up to him with a smile on your face. "I like it when you're so bossy."

He smiled a little shyly. "You know, it's my first time being that way so I'm trying to do my best."

When you straddled his lap, he grunted, feeling your pussy grind against his cock. Steven attacked your breasts, kneading and wrapping his lips around your nipples, sucking and biting gently enough to not cause you pain.

His lips were so delightful to feel on you that you gasped. You moved your hands into his hair, rolling your hips against him with a soft moan escaping your lips. "And you do such a great job, my love. It feels amazing."

Steven said, referring to Marc and Khonshu, "I appreciate your concern and your suggestions, but I prefer to take the appropriate action on my own."

Khonshu who stood nearby, watching the scene, shouted angrily, "Look at that. Idiot's getting laid and he doesn't want any help from his friends."

Marc replied, "Sure, if you want to. Go get her, tiger."

"Did you just call that idiot a 'tiger'? He's only a kitten, to be more precise."

“Khonshu, let him have fun the way he wants. It's his life and his girl at stake." Marc added.

It was rare for Marc to stand by Steven's side, so Grant became truly grateful for Spector at that moment.

As you hummed loudly, you were enjoying the moment, but then it hit you. As you scowled, you grabbed him by the chin and forced him to look at you. You studied his face carefully.

As Steven blinked a few times, he tried to avoid your gaze; he always felt intimidated when you stared deeply into his eyes, as it felt like you could read his soul too easily. "What's up?"

With anger, you raised one of your eyebrows, trying to read his expression.

"Is this really Steven here, or am I being played by Marc now? Is it some kind of a plan to help Steven?"

A frown crept across Grant's face as he replied, "It's me, Steven Grant. Well, I asked him what could I do to make you happy with our sexual relationship... I heard you mentioned to one of your friends that you were getting bored in the bedroom, so I thought I would try something new for you..."

"First of all, it's rude to eavesdrop and second, it's really sweet that you wanted to do something like this for me. That's why I love you." Smiling, you pressed a kiss against his lips. "Since you asked for his help, could you show me what he recommended?"

"Dove, it's hard when you keep talking."

With a mischievous smile, you challenged him. "Make me stop talking then!"

After a moment, he touched your lips with his rough ones.

As you kissed him back, you wrapped your hand around his dick so you could stroke him.

Instantly, his eyes closed, and he rolled his head back; it was always like that; whenever he tried to get control, you touched him in the right places to turn him into a whining puppy. "Oh, so good!"

Playing with him, you stroked and squeezed his member while whispering sweet praises into his ear.

In response to your teasing, Steven couldn't help it any longer, so he pushed you off of himself, placed himself between your spread thighs, shifted apart with his knee, and slid his shaft into you. He rocked his hips back and forth steadily as he rested his forehead against the crook of your neck.

While whining his name, you wrapped your leg around his waist, keeping him as close as you could.

Moaning his name, you pulled his curls and played with them softly. Grabbing his palm, you moved it between your bodies to demonstrate that your clit needed a touch of attention as well.

Steve kissed the side of your neck, looking down at the point where your bodies were connected. After rubbing your clit for a second, he backed his hand, brought it up to his lips, and spat on his fingers; he then returned his fingers to your pussy where he rubbed small circles around your clitoris while fucking you slowly, deeply.

"Fuck!" You shouted through parted lips, and grabbed his shoulder tightly, feeling your climax approaching. "Just like that. You are doing a great job."

The pace he took was steady, but his thrusts were deep and penetrating.

As you continued to praise and kiss him, you made sure that he knew how pleased he was making you feel.

When he kissed you deeply, he suddenly pulled his cock out of you.

Suddenly startled, you glared up at him, gasping loudly. "Is there something wrong?"

His fingers tapped against your hip. "I want you to lie on your side."

Like a good girl, you turned to your side, following his wish.

One of your legs was picked up, and he shoved himself into your pussy from behind with a soft grunt.

You let out a moan as you gasped loudly. Your hands clutched tightly at whatever you could grab. It felt so much better with a new angle. Everything he had done up to this point was new to him and you loved it.

He took his time to fuck you, slowly, with steady pace, as his lips pressed against your neck and cheek, his hands kneading your breasts.

Within moments, his hips spasmed, he let out a soft moan and milked your core with his thick cum, grunting right into your ear.

It wasn't just him who reached his peak, you did as well. As you moved your hand back into his hair, you tried to catch your breath. "Steven... Fuck. That was something! Oh, wow."

Just wherever he could reach, he placed tender kisses on your nape, cheek, and side of the neck. "I love you."

"I love you too." 

The two of you moved into a more comfortable position to cuddle after taking a moment to rest.

"Steven?"

In the meantime, Steven improved his jeans and boxers, reaching for his shirt to cover you. "Hmm?"

You made him look at you by cupping his cheek. "The surprise was pleasant, but you don't need to change to make me happy, luv. I love you for who you are and I want you to be yourself." Then you kissed him softly on the lips. "Besides, other guys know shit about women. Especially Khonshu."

"Khonshu is the God... He knows... Things. But don't worry, I won't change. I like who I am."

You laughed and nuzzled him as you joked, "Not even an Egyptian god could understand women."

"But... Did I make you feel good?"

Your arms wrapped around him as you assured him, "You always do, luv. I love you so much, Steven."

Avengers endgame - stony ending

“DO YOU TRUST ME?”

“I DO.”

Do not disturb

i doodled something silly 💀

(i had to repost it cus i forgot smth-)