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ddejavvu · 12 hours
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I just thought I would add that the reason Hound has an eyebrow piercing is because he enjoys destroying “Republic Property”
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ddejavvu · 15 hours
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Hound was sedated and locked in the deepest basement during the Zillo Beast fiasco to prevent him from trying to pat it
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ddejavvu · 16 hours
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fox: why are you making toast? we just ate
hound: it’s for grizzer
fox: why are you making grizzer toast?
hound: she doesn’t know how
fox:
fox: fair enough
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ddejavvu · 1 day
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my favorite part of clone wars is when quinlan gets one full episode to annoy the shit out of obi-wan and smirk at him six times a minute and the quote that they chose to open the episode with is 'love comes in all shapes and sizes'
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ddejavvu · 2 days
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I’m going to sleep now please stuff my inbox nice and full with top gun maverick requests (particularly hangman) 🛐
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ddejavvu · 2 days
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pairing: han solo x reader
summary: you get a little distracted while giving han a blowjob // based on a message from my friend who i do not wish to expose by name, about "licking Harrison fords space body"
this post is 18+, minors dni.
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Maybe it's that this time you're on your knees recreationally, not driven by a vapid pit of lust below the gut of the man standing before you. When you have the time to be thoughtful about sex, you typically prefer penetration, but today you'd felt like occupying your mouth, and Han had been happy to oblige.
"Well get after it, killer," He drawls, confused by your sudden hesitance. You've never wasted this much time before sucking his cock into your mouth before, and he's not sure why you're doing it now.
Your eyes are trained on his hips, broad, tan stretches of skin and muscle and bone that lead into his thick, sturdy thighs. You've heard a similar build be referred to as a tree trunk thigh, and you cant say you disagree with the description; they're strong and firm, something you'd definitely like to climb.
You've squeezed his thighs before, flung your arms around his waist when he'd tried easing you off of his cock before you were ready to let go to anchor yourself to him. You've touched them, you've sat on them, you've ogled them, but you've never fully appreciated them like you want to do now.
"Come on," He urges, voice taking on an exasperated bite, "What're you doing down there, meditating? Get in there."
He braces a hand at the back of your head and pushes it forwards into his hips, his hard cock running into your face. You scramble to open your mouth and suck it between your lips where it had been smearing sticky precum against your cheek, a stain of it left across your chin, too. He gives you a moment to get settled but you're still distracted, and Han can tell in the way that you're only absentmindedly suckling at the head of his cock.
His mouth ticks down in a disgruntled frown and he reverses his grip on your head, pulling instead of pushing. Your scalp burns where he tugs at your hair but it's only enough force to get you off of his cock, and you lick across your sticky bottom lip while staring up at him, waiting for an explanation.
"What's with you today, crazy?" He asks, eyes narrowed as he thumbs at your chin, "You got somethin' on your mind?"
"Your thighs," You admit, voice already a tad raw from sucking his cock, no matter how casually you'd been doing it, "They look really good."
"My- thighs?" He confirms, brows furrowed, "You had my dick in your mouth, and you were thinking about my legs?"
"They're sexy," You breathe, reaching up to ghost your fingers against one of his thighs, feeling its warmth beneath your touch, "Han, can- can I please...?"
"What?" Now he's thoroughly exasperated, "Spit it out."
You do quite the opposite, and attach your mouth to his thigh.
You're sure that the warm, wet swipe of your tongue over his hip is strange, and you wonder if you'll ever hear his breath catch again so sharply, so weakly. It's a sound he's drawn out of you countless times, but never have you managed to catch him off guard enough for it to come out of him. His muscles tense under your tongue and you turn to teeth, gnawing gently on the firm mass of tanned flesh between your jaw.
"-the fuck do you think you're doing?" He demands to know, even more alarmed when your tongue wets the outermost undercurve of his ass - barely teasing at the skin there but enough to send him into a daze.
"Your hips are so sexy," You breathe, words fanning hot over his side as you bite down on his hipbone once more. There's something deliciously taboo about them, typically covered if only for the modesty of another body part; chaste in design but sinful in association, "Han, please- please just let me stay here for a minute."
He's persuaded by the way that you dip your tongue into the crease between his thigh and his cock, lapping at the sweat-tacky skin there and ignoring the way that his balls nudge against your face. His hand flies to his cock, stroking it before he even realizes he's moved it, words uncharacteristically strained as you press a parting kiss to his balls before snaking your tongue downwards in a slimy trail.
"Fine. Fine, shit," He hisses, feeling the burn of your fingernails into his skin as you wrap your arms around his thigh. You hear obscene squelching sounds as Han strokes himself off, vigorously thanks to your efforts in soaking his thigh with your drool, although he pretends not to enjoy it, "Y'know, something's wrong with you. Gave you my cock and you're over here chewing on my leg instead."
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ddejavvu · 3 days
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PASTA MAN HAS A MUSCLE CAR?
he's getting one specifically because i told him that they were my favorite
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ddejavvu · 3 days
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Val Kilmer as Iceman in Top Gun, 1986 requested by anonymous
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ddejavvu · 3 days
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writing coruscant guard fanfiction, telling my boyfriend i want him to tongue me in his muscle car, and answering my science professor's questions correctly all at the same time
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ddejavvu · 3 days
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On your Spencer Reid master list there’s a fix called passive aggressive but it doesn’t have a link, is that upcoming or an error?
Nah I’m p sure I was just too lazy to link it at the time. Here it is
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ddejavvu · 3 days
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love how your pasta bf didn't care about the fact that you write smut online but that you are not writing about him LMAOO
he's a little attention whore
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ddejavvu · 3 days
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I confess... I have a crush on aaron hotchner 😔
i just sent 3 consequtive thirst trap edits to my science lab group bc i was talking about hotch last night and i felt as though my peers needed to see his beauty in real life
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ddejavvu · 3 days
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My boyfriend calls me Gizmo
Because in his words: Gizmo from Gremlins is the cutest thing he has ever seen 💀
his mind is more advanced than all of ours
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ddejavvu · 3 days
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i was walking to breakfast with pasta man today and we passed a sign that warns people of coyotes in the area and he said damn there's coyotes here? and i said yeah and he said well shit i'm glad i've got a cougar with me 💀 I'M ONLY 5 MONTHS OLDER THAN HIM
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ddejavvu · 4 days
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pairing: anakin skywalker x reader:
summary: anakin fucks people that remind him of you
warnings: smut, minors dni. intense obsession (it's anakin), dubious fantasies, he doesn't treat his hookups very well
for @hanasnx who i have left waiting for far too long for this.
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anakin fucks people that remind him of you.
he's hopelessly, obsessively in love with you. that much has been true since he'd met you. but you're with someone else, and no matter how much he tries willing your relationship to end; no matter how long he spends in some devilish imitation of prayer to the only god he knows, the Force, you're happy with another.
eventually, squeezing his eyes shut and picturing your face isn't enough to get him to shoot a load all over his stomach. he does it too many times, he rubs his cock raw and the novelty fades.
he makes it a point to inhale when he's near you, especially if you grace him with a hug. he commits the smell of your body spray to memory, and scours every care shop he can find until he picks up a bottle that matches your scent. he screams his throat raw into the pillow that he's sprayed with your smell as he fucks his fist. this works for a bit, but like the addiction you are, it fades again. he needs more.
he doesn't go out looking for someone like you, but when he spots a familiar haircut across the dingy lower-level bar that makes his cock twitch, he goes after them. it's not you, their face is less defined and rounder at the forehead, but he gets a terrible, awful, evil idea and he coaxes them to the back corner for a quick fuck. he squeezes his eyes shut and when they try kissing him and it doesn't bring with it a rush of your scent, he pushes them away and keeps them pinned to the wall while he jackhammers into them.
it gets worse, spiraling, spiraling, spiraling until he's fixating on a stranger with your cheekbones, a passerby whose voice sounds like yours. he lets them display their similar traits; cheekbones gets the privilege of his nose buried against their face and singsong gets to moan. if cheekbones dares moan though- it's not your voice, and he steals the breath from their lungs for just long enough to fuck it out between their hips and hike his pants back up.
the more he fucks, the worse he gets. he doesn't know he's moaning your name until someone has the gall to correct him, a breathy, "No, no, I'm- I'm Raya.'
Anakin kicks up a panicked, grunting wail as your face shatters and falls from his mind, the sound guttural and angry as he pins Raya's wrists beside their head. they're touching him but not like you would, so they're not allowed to touch him anymore. and they said their name was not yours, so they're not allowed to talk anymore. and they're ruining his fantasy, so would they just shut up so he can finish already? His raging cry covers the most part of their name but doesn't erase it; anakin has to muzzle them with his large hand to get enough of his fantasy back to where he's able to spill into your warm, wet hole, and he doesn't offer them so much as a courtesy kiss on the way out.
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ddejavvu · 4 days
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KITTY IN MY LAP
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ddejavvu · 5 days
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I don’t want to change my blog theme to a clone theme. But the parasites in me want to change my blog theme to a clone theme
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