A Storm With Skin

mark-the-hour:

zeklos:

ericnally:

a god complex is when youre so narcassistic that you feel invicible like normal laws of humanity dont apply to you, this is sometimes dangerous, like a loaded gun. therefore when someone feeds your ego they are cocking it and eventually you will pull the trigger and do something dangerous 

a loaded god complex cock it and pull it

OH MY GOD THANK YOU

FINALLY THANK YOU

It had been a long day of battle. Zane was weary when he landed, heavy legs clumsy on the ground as he folded his wings in. He knew that Edwina was tired, could feel the shift in her weight as she sagged in the saddle he wore. The rain didn't help matters at all on a cold and dreary night away from home. He lowered his head to the ground for her, curling enough to tent his wing over her to shield her from the rain. "Are you alright?" he asked, voice low and rumbling in his chest.

thefullmetalelric:

Fuck, she was sore. Riding a dragon all day was enough to have her muscles cramped and achy, and the rain didn’t help matters at all. She slipped off of Zane with a groan as her boots nearly sunk into the wet mud. Gods, she just wanted to be dry and warm, but she leaned against Zane, taking comfort in the warmth of his voice.

"Yeah. Well. As can be expected, I suppose," she amended, pressing a hand to his side. "I hate rain." 

"As do I," Zane agreed, curling a little tighter around her to share warmth. His torso, at least, would be warmer than the chill. He scooted a foreleg over for her to rest on to get her out of the mud. He didn’t mind it under his scales after all. "We can rest here for the night. Or if you want, we can fly out some more once I’ve rested a bit," he offered.

cluclu-art:

I just watched LoK and I’d say, Kai piqued my interest :)

cluclu-art:

I just watched LoK and I’d say, Kai piqued my interest :)

officialvarrictethras:

warning

do not, i repeat, do not

think about your favorite character’s face when they orgasm, especially after an agonizingly slow build of teasing and foreplay that lasts for hours

don’t imagine the relief in their eyes right before they close them

don’t imagine the sounds of their ecstasy as they finally hit that sweet spot

don’t imagine every line and muscle in their body tense and arching as they ride the aftershocks

don’t imagine the way they sag and pant and smile afterward, drawing their partner close to their sweat-slicked body

just don’t do that to yourself

notchicken:

punning should be an olympic sport please hear me ancient greek gods and make it so

b r o t h e r s c o n f l i c t * || 3.31 hbd yuusuke!
birthday edits 4/?
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William Chapman  (via moaka)