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omg, i love it! that half hostile look in Sansa’s eyes is wonderful and Sandor has his scars! this is so hot!

An illustration from my fanfic, Running with the Hare and Hunting with the Hound by Comediante. The inspiration for the storyboard is the Barberini Faun.

mirsama:

grasping4light:

matsuoasuka:

aznboysparadise:

IG: themnanglaroi _207

@grasping4light

❤ ❤ ❤ And people don’t understand my tastes in men for what reason again?

I am in love with this photoset ♥_♥ just wow you don’t have to be straight or gay to appreciate him but damm boi marry me♥

carrotcakebanditdoodles:

go to sleep already u old guys

sennfan:

Bottom Erwin Week – Day 5: First Time

Previous prompts: domestic // missing arm

Headcanon that Mike needed to comfort Erwin after his first stressful mission as Squad Leader ʘ‿ʘ✿ And take care of him he did….

(stylishly late as usual… gomen OTL;;)

aileine:

Who would doubt eruri is canon after this?

From A Choice With No Regrets: Reasons To Stay trailer.

Thank you, Margo.

notanotherheichoublog:

苺野めりー★ [-permission was given by the artist-]
~no reproduction/reupload without written permission~

aurieackerman:

Artist: 千束るち | Source: ♡ | Twitter: tizuruti | Pixiv: id=5637080
Posted with permission. ※ Do not repost, edit, or delete the credits.
Please visit the original source and support the artist there!

tsukareta-levi:

Art by にいに〜 on pixiv: ツイログ兵長単体ぬるいR18

※ Posted with written permission
※ Do not repost or remove the source

sennfan:

sennfan:

Erurimike + DP Levi being completely wrecked by his two boyfriends for his birthday as promised ಥ‿ಥ

Happy Birthday Levi! 12.25.2014

“I can feel us inside you,” Erwin groaned, palm running over Levi’s abdomen as a thousand sparks of fire ran through Levi’s veins and electrified his senses. Mike and Erwin began to move inside of him, slowly, agonizingly, stretching him beyond anything he had experienced. He was infinite; blinding light met his vision as his eyes rolled backward, a choked moan escaping his lips.

Levi leaned back into the wide expanse of Mike’s chest as soft hair ghosted over his neck, breath hot against his bruised skin as he felt the larger man inhale sharply into his hairline, his other hand threading through Levi’s scalp and pulling, lips crashing onto the skin of his neck as Erwin rubbed a hardened nipple and he was falling, undone, stuttering incoherent noises of desperation. Erwin held his arm firmly and with every thrust from Mike, Levi sobbed, torn asunder by his senses. He felt as if he would sooner breach the tolerable and lose consciousness when he came, large rough hands holding him, bruising him, worshiping him.