Bullshit
RSSwait when was rape mentioned? did I miss something? I’ve missed something.
IMO, rape is implied in Thor when he says “Maybe I’ll pay her a visit myself!” in referring to Jane. But it could just mean he wants to kill her or whatever and no rape.
It’s also implied when he tells Black Widow that he will set Hawkeye on her and have him hurt her in “intimately” and in every way she fears.
But no.. he never DIRECTLY threatens rape but to me it’s heavily implied in both those cases.
Who gives a shit, this is almost Tumblr incarnate
(Source: babychips)
Scandinavia’s Sami Reindeer Herders
The Sami people, also spelled Sámi or Saami, are the Arctic indigenous people inhabiting Sápmi, which today encompasses parts of far northern Sweden, Norway, Finland, the Kola Peninsula of Russia, and the border area between south and middle Sweden and Norway. Sami herders call their work boazovázzi, which translates as “reindeer walker,” and that’s exactly what herders once did, following the fast-paced animals on foot or wooden skis as they sought out the best grazing grounds over hundreds of miles of terrain. Times have changed. Herders are now assigned to specific parcels of the reindeer’s traditional grazing territories at designated times of the year.
Oh my gosh they’re really cute!
oh man oh man
I have been looking for that picture on the bottom left for years
YEARS
I was just so struck by her beauty, she looks like a fairy and I love it!!
Scrub A Dub Dub
Macabre
“Scrub a Dub Dub” by Macabre
Because ALWAYS reblog Macabre
Thori and Loki
… Her long hair, still wet from the shower, had been combed down her back in a wet swath. Hilda was sitting on the floor, her round, wet boobs still wet from the shower’s water. She dried off the water with a towel, which then became wet.
Hilda gasped when she saw a reflection in her bedroom mirror: through the slightly open door, she caught a glimpse of the chiseled abs and square jaw of the mysterious stranger who shared her cabin. She stood and spun around, her breasts swinging heavily with the momentum. She grabbed the door and flung it open, revealing shirtless Torolf (which was seriously his name) quivering with desire in the hallway.
Torolf was ashamed at being caught, but his shame made him even hotter – hotter for sex. He stepped into the room, and his bulging abs accidentally smushed into Hilda’s rich chest.
As Hilda’s buttermilk bosoms squished up against his granite abs, Torolf almost had a dick aneurysm.
“Hilda,” Torolf murmured thickly, his throbbing meat wand pressing against Hilda’s warm thighs. “There is a secret I need to not tell you: You are my forbidden desire.”
Hilda had been waiting to hear these words. Her heart was lifted on golden wings and soared toward a radiant sun of perfect joy. She saw herself and Torolf happy together, bathed in the golden light of love. Her snooch got all warm, too.
“Torolf,” Hilda moaned, her lush teats straining with desire. “I need you.”
Torolf, coarse abs pulsing softly in the moonlight, stood silently.
Hilda looked at him expectantly.
“Oh, sorry,” she added. “Torolf, I need you – sexually.”
At hearing those beautiful words, Torolf flexed his rough-hewn abs and Hilda found herself being guided to her soft bed by the sheer force of Torolf’s undulating midsection. She parted her thighs in anticipation, exposing the soft pink petals of her clunge.
Torolf entered her like she was a lottery. His engorged pecker pushed inside her and she felt fulfilled with sexual fulfillment.
Hilda clutched at the bedsheets with lust and ecstasy and her hands. Her spongy love mountains hurled to and fro with each pounding. Her body was like a beautiful flower that was opening and somebody was pushing their dick inside it.
Then Torolf moaned, arched his back, and suffered from dick Parkinson’s. He pumped in all of his hot pearlescent sperms as Hilda spasmed with so many orgasms!
The two lay still for a moment as the stinky scent of lovemaking billowed around the room.
Hilda got out of bed, still shimmering with orgasm. She glowed with contentment, like a cat who ate the cream of the crop.
She walked across the room and picked up her towel, still wet with shower water. “Torolf,” she said softly, “there’s something I have to tell you…”
But her bed was empty.
Torolf was gone, escaped out the bedroom window. In the distance, Hilda heard the fading sound of galloping abs.Hilda heard the fading sound of galloping abs.
Torolf almost had a dick aneurysm
omg this is worse than any fanfiction I’ve ever read
i don’t know what to make fun of first
her buttermilk bosoms
stinky scent of lovemaking
oh my god
Her body was like a beautiful flower that was opening and somebody was pushing their dick inside it.
Hilda spasmed with so many orgasms!
This is the worst fanfiction I have ever read.
What do you mean it’s not fanfiction? WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S PUBLISHED?
Her spongy love mountains hurled to and fro with each pounding
MY GOD
What the fuck did I just read
“Sit still Thori”
Cuz why the fuck not
A drawing I made for http://fourcheesehotpocket.tumblr.com/ Cuz he says that there is almost NO fanart of Reporter Outfit Tron Bonne….I tried
It never fuckin snows where I live, so Iron Man because why the fuck not.
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