might as well
This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years.
If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life.
Wrecker: When are you gonna fall in love?
Crosshair: I can’t even fall asleep.
We saw how that mess hall fight went... Don't think this is a smart idea
Tech: We do not require supervision, Hunter.
Crosshair: Yeah, we’re both grown-ass adults!
Echo: Guys, your dino nuggets are ready. I also got your favorite juice boxes.
Hunter: …
Crosshair: …
Tech: …
Echo: …
Hunter: What was that about being “grown-ass adults”?
Crosshair, grabbing a juice box: Shut up.
Our grumpy sniper boy does a lot of impressive things, but to me, the most impressive thing he does is defy physics.
Excuse me, sir, please don’t take this the wrong way, but I would like to know the coefficient of friction of your ass. Thank you.
HE LOOKS SO GOOD 😭😭
Had to reblog this 😭
Samuel Drake (Troy) talking about how he’s the most handsome and how Nathan Drake has a small dick.
his accent is perfection
This is why Tech has to sit in the middle.
Save a picture for them 🙃
candy crush. rex x f!reader. domestic & suggestive, acotar spoilers lol. mdni
“see, look. piece of cake.”
you turn your attention from your book to watch the remnants of the matching game rex is playing. power ups are exploding on the large screen of his ipad. a ‘good job’ floats across the screen in stylized purple.
he’s got one life left, out of five. you look from the screen to him, reach over and pat his forearm.
“that’s nice, honey,” you say. you gaze flits down his exposed chest, then to where the sheets and duvet barely keep him decent. you hadn’t actually been paying attention to when he got into bed, and it doesn’t look like he’s got any underwear on, as you can see his hipbone and the very outside of his v line.
rex smiles. he leans into your space, looking over your shoulder. “hows your book?”
“you know. same as ever. they’re going to have a baby but there’s complications because he has wings and she’s a human. he’s just told his brothers and now everyone needs to make a big deal about it,” you say, bored. you put down your book and instead lift the covers, more interested on figuring out of rex has on bottoms.
“what happened?” you ask, not looking up from where you can see his cock. just flaccid, content under the blankets.
“what do you mean?” rex asks, already engrossed in the next level.
“why no underwear?”
“i was nice and clean from my shower.”
“and is your underwear not nice and clean?”
“well,” rex sets the ipad against his chest. “i was going to come in and romance you into taking off your clothes, but you were occupied with your little fairy boys.”
“they’re fae,” you correct him, meeting his gaze while you let the duvet fall. “you could have interrupted me.”
rex shrugs, picking his ipad back up. “seems like a lot is going on in your book.”
“i’m just reading,” you huff. you dogear your page and set it aside. “i’m sorry i didn’t notice you getting into bed naked.”
“i was standing around naked for a while too,” rex sniffs. “brushed my teeth and everything.”
“well i’m glad you brushed your teeth,” you say. “i’m paying attention now.”
“moment’s passed,” rex says, but he’s fighting a smile as he glances up from his game.
you hum, sliding your hand under the duvet and over his thigh, inching through his pubic hair to feather over his cock. “yeah, right.”
“moment’s passed,” rex repeats, making a match on his ipad. your finger slides through the slit at his tip, and he stirs against your touch.
both of you make eye contact. hold it.
“has it?” you question.
“let me finish this level,” rex says quickly.
“it’s now or never,” you tease, rising to your knees and shimmying the blankets back.
you settle between his thighs. immediately, rex dumps the game on the nightstand, spreading out to make more room for you.
“lock it so i can’t hear that stupid music,” you say, taking a firmer grip around his cock and stroking once.
rex scrambles to do so.
Hunter: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?
Omega: >:O Language
Echo: Yeah watch your fucking language.
Wrecker: OK WHO TAUGHT ECHO THE FUCK WORD?!
Crosshair: “The fuck word.”
Tech: Are you stupid? You guys use the f*** word all the time.
Wrecker: Oh my god he censored it.
Echo: Say fuck, Tech.
Crosshair: Do it, Tech. Say fuck.
Want to invent a time machine so that I can transfer young silco from the past and have a filthy threesome with his young and old self