
The horse is like, “Dayum, Hiddleston, you’re hung like me!”
I knew him, Horatio…intimately ;)

Oh no no no…
Do I start from the veins or the freckles or his collarbone or or….
OKAY WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS
which one of you mutherfuckers did it?!??!
Sorry, not sorry

laterovaries-deactivated2017022:
Just Imagine…
…stepping into an alleyway and coming face to face with something dark and sinister. Amber eyes fix on you, raking over your body as his breath hisses through sharp, pointed teeth. He moves to tower over you, and you feel your heart pounding in your chest as your eyes raise to meet smirking lips.
“Just give me a taste, little one…”