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#abe: oh no
holographicbutch · 5 months
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I love abe as a character so much. They picked the most socially awkward pushover to be their resistance leader
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grupheetie · 2 months
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hello tumblr... first post.. wowie... i really really love objects... ^_^..
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pepemoon · 2 months
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“So what was it like?”
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“Void. It was... dark. It was all dark.”
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intromortal · 9 days
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l.hs x f!reader
cw: hee is a menace, making out, grinding, not proofread sorey
a/n: this was an ask but i'm a dumbass and deleted the entire post
you were hanging out at heeseung's place like usual, lazily scrolling through your phone while he took a quick shower. this was routine for you.
except he usually came out changed in a fresh set of clothes and hair barely damp. definitely not with red strands completely wet, dripping on his very naked shoulders and torso and with a white towel loosely wrapped around his hips, hanging so low you could start to see the shape of a v form.
you didn't mean to ogle, truly. but the way rivulets of water ran close to his brown perked nipples and on his chiseled abs, following the defined lines they created, had you simply salivating.
you cast away your gaze shamefully once you realized what you were doing, cheeks heating up from embarrassment.
you cleared your throat with difficulty as he kept moving around his room, opening drawers in search of something to change in with all the ease in the world, like he had to rush to cover himself whatsoever.
“uhm… can i maybe ask why you’re literally naked right now,” you interrogate, a hint of irritation in your tone. not that you mind the view obviously, you think it’s gonna come quite in handy during lonely nights where you need to get yourself off actually. but it’s also not gonna help your blossoming feelings for the man in front of you.
“i just forgot to bring clothes with me when i went in,” he deadpans, shrugging his shoulders while his eyebrow lifts playfully at you.
“you could’ve just asked me to hand you some, you know.” you’re doing anything in your power to avoid his gaze. or better yet, the sight of his glistening skin. “i’m sure i could’ve found everything for you in no time.”
definitely faster than how long he's taking right now.
“oh, so you just wanted to rummage through my drawers then,” he says, finally grabbing a pair of underwear and sweats. “nasty girl.”
you gasp at his accusation, hand slapping over your mouth. “i literally never said that,” you whine, dropping your phone on the bed and sitting straight with your hands covering your face, nails about to start digging in your eyebrows at just how humiliating this feels.
“okay, then i have to assume you don’t like the view.”
you make the mistake of snapping up your head towards him to deny this accusation too, coming face to face with his back.
and well, entire naked butt as he’s putting his boxers on.
you shriek out, dropping your entire body back on on the bed while he’s struggling to breathe from how much he’s laughing.
you feel the mattress dip as he puts one knee on the bed, his hands coming down to grab your legs and manhandle you underneath him.
you let your eyes wander down to his broad chest again, muscles tightening under the shakes of his full fledged laughs. they slowly but surely start to die down, his shoulders no longer shaking. he quirks his head to the side as he stares at your reddened face. you're avoiding eye contacts at all cost, focused on his midriff.
“you like them that much?” he teases, a toothy smirk on his face.
“oh my god lee heeseung, please put some clothes on,” you beg, finally meeting his eyes, surprised to find his pupils blown out beyond what you’ve ever seen them be.
he keeps staring at you, enamored with the way your eyes flicker down to his lips every so often, rosy tongue peeking out to wet your own pouty ones.
he cradles your cheek in his palm, searching for any hint of actual discomfort in your gaze, the other arm keeping him hovering over you.
“can i kiss you?” he asks suddenly.
you feel like time stops for a few moments. your breath stuck in your throat and you think you can’t form any comprehensible sounds to save your life, but prove yourself wrong when you let out neediest please you can muster up, speaking before you can ever register the word leaving your mouth.
his soft lips crash on yours in an instant, desperate right off the bat as he sneaks a hand up your shirt to caress the overhead skin of your waist.
he pinches you lightly and the pain makes you yelp, leaving enough room for his tongue to sneak in your mouth, sensually lapping at your own.
despite the initial rush, he’s slower now, taking his time savoring your sweet taste.
he thinks he might be addicted already.
he takes note of the way your thighs have been pressing against each other under him, and he roughly grabs a fistful of your thigh to push your legs apart. you gasp and take a moment to regain your breath, chest heaving up and down.
once he has made enough room for himself between your thighs, he lowers himself and grinds his throbbing clothed cock against your core, pretty panties on display since the skirt you wore rode up from all the movement. you throw your head back at the contact, a strangled moan leaving your parted raw lips.
he keeps grinding against you as he attacks your neck, messy trail of spit following in his wake. starting from your clavicle and arriving behind your ear.
“please, hee, fuck.” you slide one of your hands in his hair, pulling a few strands and eliciting from him the sexiest moan you’ve ever heard in your life when he sucks on your lobe.
“please what,” he pants against your ear, voice raspy and lower than usual. “please put your clothes on?” he mocks you, slowly moving to stand up.
“no no, hee please touch me,” you beg pathetically, grabbing his hand to stop him from standing up.
a second passes before he pushes your body forward on the bed, lowering himself so his face is close to where you need him most.
“touch you where?” he lets his head rest on one of your thighs, gaze flicking up to you to hold eye contact while he speaks. “tell me what’s in that pretty little head of yours and i promise i will make it all come true.”
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majunju · 1 year
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jihyun ...
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harmonysanreads · 2 months
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I am very normal.
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alexa-crowe · 22 days
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BRIDGERTON 1.02 | "Shock and Delight"
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catboyglover · 7 months
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i will never get over how troy looks at abed like he made the universe itself
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zaiinab · 2 months
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yeah what the fuck
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LANDO NORRIS.
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iooiu · 1 year
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it’s a sharp learning curve 
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werewolfenthusiast · 8 months
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in Abed’s first movie he makes in S1Ep3 ‘Introduction to Film’ we’re given an indication that he had tests done as a child to figure out what was “wrong” with him through this bit.
and then in S3Ep19 ‘Curriculum Unavailable’ when Abed is made to see a therapist the entire group goes with him and Jeff tells the therapist “Abed won’t go to any kind of doctor on his own. We caught him last year trying to remove his own tonsils.”
so you know i might cry
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posycore · 2 months
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neurotypical people watch community and think troy and abed are funny, gay people watch community and ship/think troy and abed would be cute together, neurodivergent gay people watch community and Know what they Are. 'aw i wish trobed was canon' well actually they are u just havent unlocked the Vision.
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ayyyy-le-simp · 1 month
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I was having a lovely conversation with my mom today at the dinner table while eating tacos. We were talking about fictional and celebrity hunks. She listed Chris Evans, Thor and Chris Pratt. I listed Harrison Ford/ Han Solo and Bucky Barnes.
“Who else do you find as a hunk?” My beloved mami (mom for Spanish, yes I still call her mami, let me act like a kid around her 🙄) asked.
I snapped my fingers and pointed to nothing but air “Hunter from The Bad Batch.”
My amazing Mami looked at me and said “That’s a cartoon character” She gave me a look and said “that’s…weird.”
I then showed her a picture of Hunter (even though she has seen him before). She then said “He looks like Rambo.”
My somewhat uncultured ass looked up Rambo.
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Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
Holy smokes-
MY MOTHER, MY AMAZING MAMI, WAS NOT LYING
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Conversation with a friend of mine after looking up Rambo
RAMBO IS LITERALLY HUNTER BUT FROM THE 80S WITH A PEW PEW AND SWEATY ASS ABS AND SHOULDERS ANS BICEPS
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Hunter, baby, honey, sweetheart, cream to my coffee, amor, mi corazón, please, take off your shirt and be Space Rambo. I’ll be your little housewife. I cook, clean, and I’m great with kids. Call me at 1-800-NEED-A-MAN
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missathlete31 · 4 months
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This man 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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operationcaked · 7 months
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clone pony line up !!
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