After Her Shower Dina Restyles Her Loose 3c Hair Into Chest Length Box Braids Qnd She Puts On Black Mesh

Does Nightcrawler like his mini-me?

He likes them very much!

—"Even during war, our smile does not disappear"

HE’S A GREAT WHAT—?

X-MEN: DAYS OF FUTURE PAST dir. Bryan Singer (2014)

I colored in the artwork of my oc dina

And dina with kurt💙💜

Thank you @lazywrites for the artwork🥰

sharing is caring - hobie brown

instead of seeing hobie as the possessive type, i imagine him to be the type to show you off

consistently claiming that a pretty peng ting like you deserves to be showcased any and everywhere

and that starts with his friends

it starts with him pulling you backstage to meet his other band mates, all very fine darkskin men who seem to adore you although you never met

one of them pulls you to sit next to him on the couch, that smells closest to weed and alcohol, and makes sure he pulls you close

another sits beside you and puts his hand on your knee, making you feel somewhat comforted, unsure prior to meeting them that they would like you

it becomes a little more heated when you’ve been pulled, inch by inch, onto the fifth and final bandmates lap, realizing that a circle’s being formed around you, effectively trapping you in

at some point, you realize what’s happening when the hand that was previously on your knee has been moved to your inner thigh, inching dangerously close to your cunt that’s getting wetter upon your realization

you look to hobie who’s sitting in front of you, who’s already staring at you and you realize that all conversation has stopped in trade of staring at the two of you

“if you want it to stop just say the word and everything gets shut down, understand?” hobie says, now on his knees in front you

the meeting ends with the memories of someone’s cock down your throat, taking it the way you would hobies, who’s arguably larger than the one that’s cumming down your throat for the second time

the meeting ends with you bent over that same couch, going boderline stupid with how deep they were in your pussy, making wet noises that paired with a puddle underneath you from when hobie was sucking on your clit and made you squirt (to losen you up in his words)

it, finally, ends with hobie wiping cum off your face, from when two of his bandmates stood over you and told you to open that “pretty mouth” and seconds later, was told to close it and swallow everything that actually made it into your mouth

and later that night when your reminiscing about how they helped you to your feet and back into your clothes with a kiss to your head (and if they could sneak it, one to your lips) you wondered if next time, you could convince them to fill you up the way you mentioned to hobie when the idea first came to mind

This line is a proof that Erik’s helmet is technically his mental chastity belt which prevents his mind from having Charlesex: