#Yearly Departed

[tctmp]

Yearly Departed: Directed by Linda Mendoza. With Phoebe Robinson, Rachel Brosnahan, Tiffany Haddish, Patti Harrison. Comedy special features eulogies for the year 2020 with a line-up of all-women comedians discussing everything from casual sex to beige Band-Aids and everything in between that we've "lost" in 2020.

#yearly departed

[theliterarywolf]

I love how I would never have heard of that 'My Tiny Senpai' anime if it weren't for a bunch of sand-crotched tourists whinging about 'UGGGGGHHH, why does anime have to waste time catering to pathetic incels like this?'

#it's the bi-yearly uguu romcom folks #it's not that deep #just go watch the concierge at Hokkyoku Department Store #if you're somehow of the delusion that tiny senpai existing is 'taking resources and space from other anime #just to cater to lonely dudebros'

[dykeredhood]

Our boss said that we’re required to all be in the office once a week to collaborate and have meaningful time together

It’s meaningful to me when y’all have bagels

Naturally, this boss will come in late and leave early on the designated in-office days

#this is surpassed only by said boss communicating the department’s yearly goals to his team a few weeks before the annual self-eval was due #at the end of November. #jesuislepoisson you know who I’m talking about LMAO #needless to say this boss is very… hands off #personal #work adventures

[lovecolibri]

I never thought I would hate hearing "you're smart" but when it's said by people who are avoiding spending the time to properly train me because I'm "smart" enough to figure it out on my own, it gets tiresome.

#you don't understand i have *anxiety* and i NEED to be trained how to do something and WHY things get done #so i don't have to constantly be asking questions and 'bothering' people or stressing that i'm missing something or doing it wrong #i hate this 😒 #and added salt to the wound is that the outsource company that took over my job is basically doing nothing at all #so i'm watching numbers go up up up but no one cares even though we are paying far more than my yearly salary a month for them #while me and my department got nitpicked for everything #ANYWAY #i want to be at home doing crafts

[vogelmeister]

i have never felt more dumb by a class than i did by language literacy when i was 15

#basically the worst part was i thought it was just gonna be and english ext type thing but no #now looking back at it i was in bottom english too so 2016 was the year i lost faith in the english department #anyways i remember my mum actually called the school and went ‘this class is making my daughter feel dumb and not in a good way’ #literally its bc you selected her for it and then are reteaching her fucking english grammer #*granmar #enough on that tho at least i worked my way out #and there was no yearly either lol #i have stories about how fucking incompetent my schools english department made me feel 7 years ago but you know what? im fine now #gonna continue writing my silly stories out of fucking spite #that combined with my ex friend’s math test story is kinda fucked #basically in year seven they altered the questions in her’s and several other’s tests to make it easier #then when they did well it would “boost their confidence” #i repressed it fr and it just came back to me then #and i was like… oh thats the point i gave up on them! it was long before my yr 12 teacher decided to hate me!!! #they tried so hard to make me a woman in stem

[yuelun]

Sincerest apologies for the little bout of silence here (and on Discord, respectively)— the beginning of May is always a little bit of a 'fragile' and emotional time of the year for me due to a personal loss, but I'll be back here very soon enough. No frets, Guizhong is banging pots and pans in my head at every single given occasion; when I said one needs multiple hands to deal with her, I wasn't kidding.

#[ but seriously-- i've loved being here already. all of you have been nothing short of absolute sweethearts. ] #[ you guys have been incredibly welcoming and warm. and i've had a great time. ] #[ i hate not being here as much; but this just is a yearly thing. ] #[ i'll be back before you know it. <3 ] #[ and i'll make guizhong everyone's problem because in my absence i've done more research. ] #[ and the wheels in my head have gone 'round and 'round and i think i know how i'll be doing a 'return au' of sorts. ] #[ so soon. soon™️] #[ hope all of you have had a wonderful week! ] #[ and also do forgive me on discord-- it's pretty much a 'my social is very limited' thing for now. ] #[ it's nothing personal to anyone whatsoever. ] #[ ooc. ] wherever her spirit may be among the countless grains of sand and specks of dust between the harbor and the mountains…

[yin-yanglulu]

Tbh I’m fine if Fortnite ends up being effected by the strikes, bc it means that the end of this season will probably get delayed until the strike is over, which I’m totally cool with bc I don’t want anyone at Epic Games starving themselves so they can work on whatever live event they’re supposedly working on

#fortnite #lulu.txt #as long as we don’t get something like Fraction again #I’m fine bc that was def rushed #and I wouldn’t be surprised if we start hearing about how some people were forced to crunch for it #also I’m fine with this supposedly upcoming game strike if it means it’ll fuck up Bl*zzard #it also better fuck up Activ*sion’s yearly game bs #that they’ve been pulling for the past decade or so #as much as I love Skylanders #I think it’s safe to say that both TFB and VV were probably forced to crunch for most of the franchise’s lifetime #I wouldn’t surprised if that ends up being the truth (especially with Imaginators) #bc I can tell Imaginators was especially rushed bc of how much of it is just reusing stuff from Superchargers #it would be very unfortunate if it did end up becoming true #bc I love these games so much and I don’t want anyone on the Skylanders dev team putting themselves through hell just to make another game #as long as the strikes have Bl*zzard in bigger shit than they already are in with Ov*rw*tch 2 and it causes them to shut down #then I’m the happiest mf in the world #manifesting that the strikes cause both Bl*zzard and R**st*r T**th to shut down forever #and cause Disney and Activ*son to change their shitty ways #and causes Marvel to stop abusing their CGI department

[sharama]

Just 1 day of no shenanigans is all I ask.

#asfghjkl #i would like to get out of work on time at least once 😭😭😭😭 #amd thursday i need to go in on one of my off days for a meeting #about the yearly inventory #where we count what we dont count on regular monthly inventory #and my 'action plan' for next years numbers #and im most def gonna ask if department leaders can have access to scan out data #and that the werehouse is out of control when it comes to us getting our / the right truck or not

[ranger-kellyn]

got to the episode where they finally ask each other out and i am emOTIONALLY COMPROMISED

#🥺💛💛💛💛💛💛 #im THIS CLOSE....TO JUST BREAKING DOWN AND CRYING #I LOVE THEM SO MUCH YOUR HONOR #this show is so fucking good w HY did it take the neurodivergency department in my brain thIS LONG TO FINALLY WATCH #i can easily see this becoming my yearly rewatch show #kellyn watches

[kettlefire]

The boy under the ice

He simply appear one winter day in Gotham. The water had already frozen over. Citizens alike surround the cold pond for a day of Winter festivities.

The Wayne family making a yearly appearance. Smiles and greets as hot cocoa and coffee was passed around to children and parents alike.

Some people skating across the frozen pond, while others enjoyed the snow. Building snowmen, and having intense rounds of snowball fighting.

Even in the darkness and dangerous that surrounded Gotham, everyone understood what today was. To put aside all problems and differences. To simply enjoy the seasonal change, spending time with your loved ones.

It was perfect. Until a piercing scream broke through the laughter and joy.

Cries of surprise and fear immediately followed. The people on the pond had quickly moved away in fear and disgust.

Bruce Wayne made no hesitation to move forward. Fear thrumming at the idea that someone had fallen through the ice. Maybe it hadn't been solid enough for skating and a poor soul got pulled in.

Except the ice was perfect. The only marks from the slight scratches of the blades against it. Not a single crack or hole could be seen.

It didn't take long before Dick was grabbing Bruce's attention. Waving the man over with a grim expression. The once joyous moment quickly turned dark and grim.

There was a boy, barely older than Damien trapped beneath the ice. Even with closed eyes, the kid looked like he could easily be mistaken as a Wayne. Any urgency to help was quickly faded by the sight.

The boy's skin held a blue tint, noticeable even through the thick layer of ice and the water below. His lips a sickly purple, and not a movement in his body.

It was clear the boy had been long since dead. Floating in the ice cold water beneath the ice. Having just floated up to the ice by pure accident.

With a sombre tone, Bruce ordered someone to call the police. They would need the fire department to even fathom pulling the poor boy out.

Bruce, along with Dick stayed kneeled on the cold ice. Eyes trained on the poor boy. Wondering if this was a blessing or a curse.

A poor family out there somewhere finally knowing what happened to their son this Christmas winter. Only for the horrible news of loss to hit them, even then the mystery was gone.

The sound of sirens broke through the thick tense silence. Help would be there soon, but the day had been tainted already.

It took everything in Bruce not to shout when eyelids sudden snapped open.

Fear and pain-filled bright blue eyes stared up at him through the ice. Pruned and blue hands suddenly pressed against the ice. Purple lips moving in frantic and panic words.

Words that couldn't penetrate the ice.

Bruce moved quickly, standing and yelling for help. Calling the civilians to bring anything they could. A blade from the snow cone cart was brought over.

The thick silence and stillness breaking instantly as everyone joined together in a rushed attempt to help.

Bubbles raised to the surface, popping against the ice as the boy beneath it continued to struggle. Words of comfort spilling from Bruce, even though he knew the boy likely couldn't hear him.

Many people were ushered off the ice, not wanting to risk a massive break from the weight. The ice frantically yet slowly breaking and giving under the attempts. Shavings and cracks signaling progress.

Bruce's eyes trailed away from the ice he had been trying to break for only a split second. He could hear the sounds of the fire department pulling into the area.

Bruce's eyes met the teen's terrified one. A chill ran down his spine as he saw the fight leave the boy, a feeling of despair and loss filling Bruce.

He couldn't let it end like this.

Yet, the choice was ripped from him. The water below the ice seemed to bubble for a split second before he was gone.

The boy under the ice was just gone.

He hadn't sunk down to the bottom of the pond. He hadn't floated to another section. One second he was there, and the next he was gone.

It didn't stop the fire department from breaking into the ice. Into pulling all efforts to try and find the boy. The boy that almost everyone in attendance had seen in clear detail.

There wasn't a body. No sign of the young teen's existence, save for the now shattered and broken ice. It seemed to be nothing, a strange blimp in a Gotham day.

Everyone was meant to move on without a second thought.

Except Bruce couldn't. He couldn't get the sight of terrified eyes meeting his. He knew there was too the story. That boy needed help.

He wasn't simply trapped under the ice. The boy wasn't simply dead. He was suffering. And Bruce would be damned if he just brushed it off like everyone else.

It's a good thing Bruce didn't. A late night in the cave, listening to the police scanners. Trying to push away the lingering sadness and pain he felt from the boy.

That's when he heard it. The call of a young boy being found trapped under the ice. In a different pond.

That was all the confirmation Bruce needed. He sent out an order to every vigilante apart of his family. To keep an eye out for the elusive boy.

Bruce was going to crack this mystery. He was going to help this kid, no matter what it took.

#danny phantom #fandom things #fandom #multi fandom blog #danny fenton #phandom #fanfiction #batman #dc x dp #dp x dc #dp crossover #bruce wayne #dick grayson #nightwing #danny phantom crossover #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #the boy under the ice #under the ice AU

[ghosty-writes-23]

I'm Home Sweetheart. - Leon S Kennedy.

!TAGS!: Fluff, Leon being husband material, NSFW Content, !CONSENT IS KEY!, Body worship, !WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT!, Choking, Breathplay, Size kink, Spit play, Doggystyle, Blow Job, Eating out, 69, Dom!Leon, Aftercare.

Pairing: DI!Husband!Leon + Fem!Reader.

Rating: Mature.

Summary: “Tell me about your book sweetheart, I want to recreate those scenes with you.”  Where your kind and caring husband Leon comes home early from a mission and surprises you by building a private in-home library as you were starting to run out of space to keep your precious books and wants to recreate your favourite scenes from your favourite authors.

Word Count: 3.7k

Thank you for all the support, it means alot❤️

-Ghosty❤️

Ada's Version.

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18+ Content // Minors DO NOT Interact // 18+ Content.

Using your teeth to pull open the bottle cap top of the ice cold orange juice, you took a few huge mouthfuls as you waited for the stop light to turn green, the drink was cold and refreshing causing a shiver to run though your body as you placed the bottle on the passenger's seat. Today you were coming back from annual and yearly no boyfriends or husbands girls vacation weekend you and your best friend always planned since you were in high school.

The trip started out innocently just spending the day at the spa getting your nails done and relaxing, to only end up going clubbing last night and dancing on the table to when I grow up by the pussycat dolls in 6 inch stiletto heels. As much as you loved the girls' vacation and letting loose for a couple days, you couldn’t wait to get home and curl up next to your husband, with a spicy enemies to lovers book with your dog Ace cuddled into your side.

Ace is an old German shepherd that is also an ex police dog whose owner was killed in the line of duty, the poor dog was so confused on why his owner and handler didn’t come back, he would wait for his older owner to return, as time went on Ace grew more and more depressed he refused to work with anybody else or be social with other dogs.

It go so bad that the police department thought it would be better to put Ace up for adoption and hope he would find a loving forever home but Ace just stayed in his kennel hiding away, he refused to eat and would growl at anybody who came near him.

That was until he met your husband of 8 years Leon who was looking for a dog that could protect you while he was away on missions, but also he could play around with at the park or at home when he had time off, the moment the two of them meet they were inseparable and Leon rushed to adopt him that day and after waiting for a week you both welcomed Ace into your little family and you both became the dogs whole world.

Always coming for cuddles and acting like a huge baby even letting you put Leon’s sunglasses on him and take pictures, it filled your heart with so much joy when Ace started putting on weight and started looking healthier.

Then you have your sweet little Oreo who was just your average black cat with white little paws and little face markings with one marking on her chest that looks like a heart, she was a stray when you first found her huddled in a small box on a stormy night outside your mom’s bakery, she was so small and fragile you didn’t think she would make it through the night, she was really skinny and her fur was matted to her skin nearly, she must of been abandoned at a very young age which broke your heart. 

She had no collar and no microchip so it was pointless trying to find her old owners. So that night you wrapped her up in your warm woolly scarf and took her home, where both you and Leon very gently brushed her fur, clipped her nails and gave her some food and water after you asked Leon to get some kitten food before you got home. She warmed up to you both but she mostly stuck to your side always wanting cuddles and pets.

You ended up adopting her a few days later after she passed all the vet checks and got her vaccinations, she was a little cautious of Leon since he smelt like Ace, but Ace was a good boy and let Oreo get used to him, even if it meant he got bit and clawed at a few times but slowly they became friends, then even shared Ace’s bed on cold nights and play with their toys with each other.

When the stoplight finally turned green you started driving down the main highway listening to the music that softly played in your car, distracting you from the slightly throbbing pain in your head from your dull hangover. The drive home was quick and you pulled into your garage within 10 minutes, the throbbing in your head subsided and you didn't feel as bad but you where really hungry.

Getting out you grabbed your bag and started heading inside to where you could hear Ace happily barking at the front door, you could even hear his tippy tappy paws, it caused you to smile thinking somebody was excited that you were home. 

“Hey Baby.” You say happily after opening the front door, Ace was running around your legs, his tail wagging so fast it was almost like a dark blur as he was barking, it was so sweet, you heard Oreo meow from the small table by the door as if she was saying welcome home, putting your bag down you kneeled down and started petting ace and gave Oreo’s head a soft kiss.

“Yes yes I missed you guys too.” you say as Oreo rubbed her face on your cheek and Ace was nuzzling into your hand. “Where you talking to me sweetheart.” Your husband Leon says with a soft chuckle, causing you to look at him wide eyed before running over and hugging Leon tightly. “Your back early.” you say happily wrapping your arms around his neck, his large arms wrapped around your waist pulling your body closer to him. 

“Surprise.” he says as you nuzzle into his chest, you were so glad your husband was home in one piece. “Why didn’t you tell me?” you whined softly hitting his shoulder causing him to laugh before he grabbed your smaller hand in his larger one. “Because I have a surprise for you.” he hints as he starts walking down the hallway of your house, you were a little confused but you followed your husband anyway.

Soon you found yourself outside your storage room, it was a spare bedroom you and Leon used for storage since it was pretty spacious and you didn't really use it, pulling out a key from his pocket Leon slid the key into lock and softly popped open the door. “Go inside.” Leon says, by his tone you could tell he was excited for you to see his surprise, pushing the door open you gasped softly, your one messy and chaotic storage room was turned into an in-home library. 

There was black floor to ceiling bookshelves filled with your books and some new ones you recognized, there was also a small wooden ladder that travel down the bookshelves, a fluffy rug on the ground, your window seat was decorated with comfy pillows and a blanket, there was a small coffee table in the middle of the room with a container with bookmarks, colorful page tabs, highlighters fine tip pens, and a blackberry and guava scented candle accompanied by a box of matches, in the far right conner was a little coffee and tea station where you could make a hot drink and cozy up with one of your books, The room felt warm and cozy, you could feel your eyes tearing up at the sight.

“Leon…” you say quietly, your voice cracking slightly, you looked up at your husband teary eyed to which he softly cupped your cheek and kissed you softly. “Happy valentines day, I wanted you to have a place for all your books since they were kind of taking over the house.” he says with a chuckle as he rested his forehead on yours as his rough thumb stroked the soft skin of your cheek, it would explain the black paint smudge on his face.

“I love you so much.” you say wrapping your arms around his neck, sometimes you felt like you didn’t deserve Leon. “Not as much as I love you sweetheart.” he says as he gives your hips a slight squeeze.

Later That Night 

You where cozied up in your little library reading one of the new books Leon had purchased you, it was a spicy romance novel that has a few dark twists, just as you were about to turn to the next page your library door opened and saw Leon was leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest he must of come back from his night run with Ace.

When your gaze met his there was a soft and gentle look in his baby blue eyes as he took in the sight of you reading your book, the soft light of the lamp casting a warm glow on your skin, to him you where Leon’s little slice of heaven from the rest of the chaos in his world.

“What's this book about?” Leon asked with curiosity as he walked into your library and rested his chin on your shoulder, his stubble tickling the side of your face. “A spicy forbidden romance between a DEA agent and a criminal mastermind.” you tell him with a small giddy look on your face, it was no secret that you had an ‘interest’ in forbidden romances but Leon was no stranger to that.

“Do you like a man in uniform?” he mumbled deeply in your ear as he started to press soft kisses to your neck, a soft sigh left your lips as you bit your bottom lip. 

“You know I do.” you say as your eyes flutter closed enjoying the loving affection from your husband, your book now just a passing thought. “How about you put your book down and get that pretty little ass upstairs.” Leon suggests against your ear, his voice a few octaves deeper causing you to squeeze your thighs slightly, you felt one of his hands make its way from your hip up your stomach and chest before he wrapped his fingers around your neck and gave it a light squeeze causing a soft whine to leave your lips.

“Okay.” you say looking up at him through your lashes, releasing your neck he placed an innocent kiss on your forehead before you started making your way to your shared bedroom upstairs.

Once you made it to your shared bedroom you could hear Leon doing something downstairs, but you just went and waited on your bed for him with your hands in your lap, after a couple moments you could hear his heavy footsteps coming up the steps “he must be wearing his boots.” you thought and when he came into view all the moisture in your mouth evaporated, thighs squeezed together and your pussy clenched. 

There Leon stood in his work clothing which consisted of a navy blue short sleeve top that was tight around his biceps, dark grey cargo jeans and black combat boots, but what really caught your eyes was the grey tactical vest that was strapped around his front and back. You felt yourself gulping slightly as you looked at your husband up and down, “I’m in danger.” you thought but you couldn’t help but be excited.

“Like what you see doll?” Leon asked, there was a slight tease in his tone as he walked over to you and gently grabbed your chin with his gloved hand, you nodded your head not trusting your voice as you nuzzled your face into his hand, hearing a soft chuckle you felt Leon gently tug your face up before he gently kissed you, his lips were warm and soft his kiss gentle and sweet.

Feeling his hand move away from your chin you felt him start to strip you of your oversized shirt that was clearly his, only breaking the kiss for a second to tug his your shirt off then tossing it on the ground before reconnecting your lips again, you feel back onto your plush bed one of his knees in between your legs as he hovered over you.

Your fingers found their way into his dark hair and gently tugged on his roots, earning you a soft groan from your husband as he tugged your leggings off your legs leaving you in your bra and panties. When Leon finally broke the kiss you looked up at each other breathing heavily, nothing but love and affection swimming in both your eyes for each other.

One of his gloved hands rests on your cheek, his thumb tracing your bottom lip sticking your tongue out slightly you ran it up the front of his glove before taking his gloved thumb into your mouth and gently sucking. 

“And you say I'm a tease princess.” Leon groaned, cheekily you gently bit his thumb and your teeth leaving a little imprint in his glove, before you leaned up and kissed him then used your strength to push Leon over onto the other side of the bed then straddle his waist, you felt his eyes on you but you where on a mission you wanted to pay Leon back for the library and the thoughtfulness then went into the idea.

You unclipped his tactical vest and placed on the ground be your bed before you trailed gentle kisses down his clothed chest and stomach as your hands worked on unbutton his pants and tugging them down his legs leaving him in his underwear. 

When you finally reached the top of his underwear that had a wet patch, you gently tugged them down revealing his hard cock that was leaking precum everywhere, you looked up at Leon as if to ask permission Leon nodded his head and ran his fingers through your hair and held it in a makeshift ponytail so your hair didn’t get in your eyes.

Smiling soft you let your tongue run up the side before you wrapped your lips around the tip and slowly began to bob your head you could feel every vein and ridge, he was heavy on your tongue but there was a small comfort, you made yourself at home placing your hands on his muscular thighs as you set a smooth pace.

Slowly bobbing your head occasionally he would hit the back of your throat, causing tears to prick your eyes but you blinked them away quickly.

Above you could hear Leon groaning and giving you soft praises of “such a good girl” and “feels so good darling.” the praise sent heat to your cheeks and kept you going, you wanted to make him feel good, you wanted to be his good girl.

You could feel your jaw was being to hurt slightly when your suddenly pulled off, breathing heavily saliva coating your slightly swollen lips a soft whine leaving your throat as you looked at your husband with a pout, he was breathing heavily his cheeks were slightly pink.

“Want to make you feel good too.” Leon says before you can think about what he said he pulls your lower half over his face, his stubble tickling the inside of your thighs, you could feel his warm breath on the wet patch of your panties causing you to clench around nothing and a soft whine to leave your lips.

When you felt him move your panties to the side and his tongue ran up your folds, a soft moan left your lips as you slightly arched your back. You could feel the heat running through your body as he feasted on you, as if he was in his own little world with his tongue deep inside you. 

Feeling his wrap his arms around your hips to keep you in place, you went back to giving him the same pleasure, your pillowy lips wrapping around his cock again and bobbing your head at a steady pace with your cheeks slightly sucked in.

You could feel him twitching in your mouth, you pulled away slightly and swirled your tongue around his tip causing his hips to jolt slightly you knew he was close, but so where you as your thighs shook slightly around his head. 

“Fuck doll cumming.” Leon groaned before you pushed him all the way down your throat, a few tears rolling down your cheeks at the sudden intrusion but you ignored the pain as your throat muscles tightened around him.

Leon came down your throat with a deep groan and even slightly bucked his hips, you soon followed and came with a loud moan, pulling away slightly you breathed heavily and wiped your mouth. Leon was breathing heavily but there was a huge grin on his face as he moved so now he was hovering over you. 

“Another round princess?” he asked as he reached into the bedside table and pulled out a silver square, you could barely pull a thought together but you nodded your head and let your husband position you how he wanted, lucky this time you were laid on your stomach with a pillow under your hips, your head resting against your pillow and soft hum leaving your lips as you where in a comfortable position.

You heard the sound of the condom packet being torn open and the lid of a lube bottle being cracked opened, it wasn’t that you weren't used to Leon’s size but sometimes it made it more comfortable, you heard the sound of the rest of his clothes hit the ground beside the bed as he stripped off, he even carefully took your soaked panties off and tossed them onto the pile of his clothes.

“Cold.” you whined softly as a shiver went down your spine, you felt Leon placed a small blob over your slit and gently rub it in. “I know sweetheart, you'll warm up soon princess I promise.” Leon says before you felt him at your entrance, you closed your eyes and waited for the familiar stretch, a soft moan left your lips as he slowly pushed in being careful and soon bottomed out a soft groan leaving both of your lips as you felt each other.

“Fuck.” you cursed as you placed your face into your pillow, no matter how many times you take him, he always overwhelms you with how good he makes you feel. 

“Are you ok?” Leon asked when you felt him gently kiss your shoulder, when he was this gentle with you it made your heart skip a beat, you nodded your head and gave him a smile as you leaned up and softly kissed her cheek.

“I’m ok but I do have one request?” you say when you notice he is still wearing the gloves on his hands, you saw him glance between you and his hands a small smirk on his face as he already knew what you were asking him for, moving his arm his bicep wrapped snug around your neck giving a soft squeeze Leon began to thrust slowly, teasingly but you here in heaven with his bicep around your neck.

“Such a dirty little girl, do you like it when I choke you? Deprive you of oxygen until you nearly pass out.” Leon asked his tone was mean and nasty as the pace of his thrusts picked up, your brain was going fuzzy you couldn’t focus on anything else but him.

You loved it when Leon was your kind and sweet husband but deep deep down a part of you liked it when he was mean and dominant, it made you feel so small being under him, his body towering over yours, his muscles and strength double if not triple then yours and it was such a turn on.

“Yes I do.” you choked out as you looked up at your husband, there was a smirk on his face as he thrusted into your soaked pussy, your gummy walls sucking him in and never wanting him to leave.

“Open.” he demanded and you opened your mouth without hesitation then you felt Leon spit into your mouth making you feel even dirtier, but you loved it and grinned up at him almost as if you were a crazed woman, you swallowed before you opened your mouth again and stick out your tongue. 

“Fuck I love you so much.” Leon groaned his voice deeper as he tightened his bicep around your neck, causing small spots to come into your version. You knew your safe word but you didn’t want to use it, this feeling felt like pure ecstasy and you were floating. “You close darling?” you heard Leon ask and you nodded your head feeling the familiar tightening in your stomach.

“Yes.” you choked out in between moans, your thighs were trembling and your head was feeling foggy. “Cumming.” you cry out as you let out a high pitch moan and came around Leon, you felt him soon follow. After a couple minutes you slowly felt him pull out then discard the used condom in the rubbish.

an hour later 

You were freshly showered and dressed in one of Leon’s shirts and a pair of panties, you both were relaxing in bed cuddled into Leon with Ace sleeping in his dog bed next to the window and Oreo resting and purring in between you and Leon. 

“I wasn’t too rough was I?” you heard Leon asked as he was tracing his thumb on your hip bone under his shirt you were wearing. “No, you were perfect as always.” you say you press a kiss to the top of his bare chest that had a few old scars, this caused him to smile and pull you closer to him being careful of Oreo as he doesn’t want to be attacked by her again.

“Happy Valentine's Day doll.” Leon says as he kisses your head and makes sure both you and Oreo are comfortable on the bed, “Happy Valentine's Day honey.” you say as you leaned up and softly kissed him, grateful to have a husband as kind, caring and gentle as Leon….

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[b0xerdancer-writes]

The Predator and His Prey

Azriel x Reader

Summary: Azriel and his mate go on vacation, shenanigans ensue, smut and Azriel reveals part of himself

Warnings: Smut, This is an 18+ work, not proofread we die like men. Minor Breeding kink, smut.

Word Count: 6038

Notes: First smut I've ever wrote, also just realized this entirely disappeared without me taking it down or getting any kind of notification? so I guess it just got eaten by tumblr.

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It had become a yearly tradition for me and Azriel to run away to the cabin for our anniversary, we disappeared for a week all duties left in Velaris as we settled in. This year Azriel was in desperate need of the relaxation and reset this little vacation brought with it.

Azriel had gotten back from a mission the day before we were set to depart, Rhys had sent him after someone who was supposed to be an easy catch and interrogation but something had gone wrong and Azriel came back to me covered in blood, with a distant look in his eyes. If I hadn't been so worried about doting on Azriel, drawing him a bath, packing his bags for him while he soaked I would have marched my way down to Rhys’s office and had a few strong words with my high lord.

Azriel always visibly relaxed when he stepped back into the bedroom and saw the bags already packed, meaning he was free to collapse onto the large mattress and sleep. One thing I had learned about Azriel in the years I had been mated to him was after particularly bad missions he wouldn't eat, couldn't stomach it, there had been several times he had tried to eat but just made himself sick from it. 

After I had finished packing I curled up against the headboard with a novel and a cup of tea till Azriel stepped out toweling off his still slightly damp hair, boxers snug on his hips as he let out an exhausted sigh and looked up at me with the most defeated eyes. He tossed the towel off to one side and shuffled his way to the bed. I could tell how tired and defeated he felt just by how he carried his wings; where he normally carried them high and proudly they now drooped and dragged along the floor. 

I gave the male a sympathetic look, tossed my novel onto my night stand, moved the sheets out of the way, and opened my arms for him; he let out a noise similar to a whine and pushed his thankfulness down the bond. I let out a small laugh as he crawled into bed and threw himself into my arms, he buried his face into the crook of my neck and sighed softly.

“Ready for this vacation already.”he murmured into my neck, wigs splayed out across the bed and draping to the floor.

I chuckled and ran my fingers through his hair, he groaned at the touch. “I know love, remember though Rhys said he would handle the report and any repercussions while we are gone so you get to fully relax.” 

“Right, a full week to just relax and spend time with you, alone.” he nodded and after a few minutes I was met by his soft snores.

I smiled as his shadows curled around my hand in a good night caress before moving the covers over mine and Azriel’s legs. The faelights were snuffed and the only light remaining in the room was that of the moon and stars, carrying me off into dreamland with my mate.

The next morning as dawn was just beginning to peak in between the mountains I was awoken to Azriel shuffling around the room. I stirred, humming in acknowledgement; Azriel smiled over his shoulder at me sending his love down the bond, making me smile back at him and send my own love down the bond.

“Go back to sleep for a bit love, I promised Cassian I would stop in  to spar with him before we leave.” He crooned at me in my barely awake state.

He was fastening his leathers onto his body, and I whistled at him before giggling. He shot me a warning look over his shoulder as he finished with the last fastening. He strode over to the bed and ran his fingers through my hair to straighten out the tangles, before he let it fall to my chin to tilt my face up to him so he could press a kiss to my lips. 

He dismissed himself from the room and the door clicked behind him. I knew he would want to leave the second he got back from the ring by the way his wings were tense along the muscles that flexed and stretched when he flew. As much as I wanted to go back to bed I slipped from the satin sheets, his shadows wound their way around my ankle and up my leg in greeting; I smiled and reached out to them in greeting, they followed me around as I set out the change of clothes  and strode into the bathroom to find an already warm bath waiting for me. 

I bathed rather quickly, keeping my hair dry, and slipped into my change of clothes. His shadows swirled at my feet as I double checked we had everything in our bags, one of his shadows brought me my novel from the night stand and I slipped it into my bag with a small thanks. I slipped on my boots and made my way up to the ring, hearing a mix of Cassian and Azriel’s laughter echo through the sleepy house. 

Once I stepped out onto the balcony where the training ring resided I was greeted by Azriel lugging Cassian around like a child. Azriel held Cassian under one arm with his wings tucked to his sides as he threatened to toss Cassian from the roof, both males not able to take the situation seriously. I smiled as I leaned on the wall in the archway watching them. Few punches were actually thrown but Azriel seemed to be in as good a mood as he was tense, he finally knocked Cassian on his ass with a well placed trip. Cass noticed me in the archway and waved happily in greeting, Azriel turned  to see me trying to hold in my laughter as Cassian tripped him back.

“Using me as a distraction is low Cass, even for you!” I called out to the general.

He just smiled back at me. “Sorry! I’ll give you back your mate now!” He scrambled to his feet and held his hand out to help Azriel up in return. The younger male playfully glared at him.

The two said their farewells just as the Valkyries began slowly appearing on their side of the balcony, waving at me and Azriel as the now pouting spymaster wrapped his arms around me.

“Ready to go?” He grumbled into my neck with a nip at my skin.

I nodded and laughed, before I knew it Azriel was leading me through the house back to our room to grab our bags. Azriel loaded our bags onto his arms and I did a quick once over of the room making sure everything looked fine. Azriel was rocking on the balls of his feet as he waited for me to head towards the door. Once I motioned to the door he smiled brightly at me, he moved to hold the door open for me and before I knew it we were wishing everyone well aws Azriel pulled me out the main door to fly us down the stairs so he could shadow step us close to the cabin. 

As we appeared in front of the cabin the chilled wind nipped at me through my leathers and my boots crunched in the powdery snow. Azriel shifted behind me as the air seeped into his wings and he adjusted them to protect me a slight bit from the wind; I smiled up at him as I pushed the door open, pulling him with me to be greeted by the eyes Feyre had painted all those years ago. Azriel brought our bags to the room and I cleaned up the living room. Thankfully cleaning up wasn’t as extensive as it used to be when no one used it except for here or there throughout the year; it had started being used more often at least twice a year between Cassian, Nesta, and us.

Thankfully the cabin was warm as well as fully stocked with food now, Rhys had enchanted the cabin in recent years after getting exhausted with having to winnow or fly to the nearest village or camp to get food. I heard a groan and the sound of popping bone as Azriel stretched and entered the living room, showered and changed into cozy clothes. Had I really been cleaning up and dusting that long? Guess so. 

I laughed as Azriel threw himself stomach down on the couch and let his shadows freely swirl around me as the large male finally relaxed and let his guard down. I decided to follow Az’s example in changing into comfy clothes, leaning down to run my fingers through his hair as I passed him which earned me a low purr. 

After slipping into some comfy clothes I had decided to start on making lunch, though I wasn't quite sure what specifically to make. I had decided to ask Azriel what he would want to eat but I was greeted by his soft snores when I returned to the living room, so I decided instead of waking him up I would slip into the kitchen and sift through the cabinets till something sounded good. I already had dinner and dessert planned, I would make the same meal I made him when I accepted the bond: A stew and some dark chocolate no bake cookies Azriel seemed to adore. However for lunch I was out of ideas, and settled for actual breakfast since the both of us had skipped. 

I had a majority of breakfast cooked when Azriel stirred, he found me in the kitchen making bacon on the stovetop and wrapped his arms around me.

“Good Morning to you again sleepyhead.” I laughed and pressed a kiss to his cheek. 

He smiled and grumbled a good morning back before he buried his face in my neck. “Bacon smells good.” 

I purred in his grasp and pointed to a small plate where some sat to cool off. “Eat some Az.” 

He perked up as he took a piece from the plate and scarfed it down; I thought about joking that he ate it like a man starved but he really was, the last meal he had was breakfast the morning he left. He stayed wrapped around me as I finished cooking breakfast, only letting me out of his grasp as I carried our plates to the table to eat.

After finishing, Azriel refused to let me do the dishes, forcing me to the couch I settled with reading a few chapters from my novel. Azriel joined me 2 chapters in, his own book in hand as he settled and pulled me into his side. Warm and cozy, we sat like that tucked into one another and entangled for several hours. With a look through the window outside I had decided I would need to start the stew and cookies soon, so that they would either be done by dinner time or in the cookies case set by the time we finished. 

As I slipped from Azriel’s side he looked up at me like I had just committed the most despicable crime. I laughed and left a sweet quick kiss to his lips. “I gotta start dinner love.”

He perked up quickly and made a move that looked like he was going to get up to help me as he closed his book. “Ooh, what are you making? I’ll help.” 

I pushed him softly back down into the couch by his chest and he furrowed his brows at me while pouting. “Nuh uh. You are going to sit here and relax. If I told you what I’m making it wouldn’t be a surprise now would it?”

“Guess not, but you know I don't like surprises.” He mumbled

“And Az what do I do for dinner everytime we come out here?” I let out a small light hearted laugh as he began pouting.

“Surprise me with it.” I nodded as he raised his hands in submission and reopened his book.

I kissed him on the lips and mumbled into his ear. “Good boy.”

He growled and smacked my ass as I passed. “Careful with that attitude.”

We both laughed as I disappeared into the kitchen. Scouring the cabinets for the ingredients I needed, now that the cabinet stayed fully stocked with everything one would need it was hard to find what I needed. Once I had everything gathered I found myself easily swept away in preparation, only stopping for a breather once all the ingredients were compiled in the pot and were simmering. I had just put the cookies in to cool when Azriel came sniffing into the kitchen, as he made eye contact with me across the kitchen he raised a brow at me with a smirk.

“What are you making in that pot over there that smells soooo good?” He moved a few steps towards the pot casually.

“Azriel… No! You go back into the living room and wait!” I panicked and took a few steps towards him, but he took an equal amount closer to the pot, enough to reach for the wooden spoon.

He stirred the mixture and scooped a small amount up just enough above the surface he could see what ingredients were inside. He let out a low groan as he realized what it was.

“You, woman, are going to be the death of me. The stew you made me for our bonding ceremony? Really?” He looked over his shoulder at me as I quickly met him at the side of the pot, only to smack his arm. He dropped the spoon with a smirk plastered on his face.

I nodded. “Yes, I just noticed these past couple of missions have been incredibly draining on you. Not getting home till incredibly late hours of the night that you might as well consider the morning, barely enough energy after missions that you are just collapsing on the bed. I don't even know how you spar in the mornings after you dont eat Azi!”

The older male smiled and took my face in his hands. “Awww, my little mate is trying to take care of me? Is that it?” He mocked yet I could still tell it was meant in a loving manner.

I huffed and melted into his hands. “Okay and maybe there was the slightest bit of hope that if I fed you a meal that would give you lots of energy as well as the meaning behind the meal, it may be, possibly would, rile you up.”

“There it is.” He crooned to me. “Trying to rile me up? I should have known. Consider me riled, and know that as soon as I’m finished eating, little mouse, I am going to hunt you down like a starved animal.” His voice dipped into a growl as he finished. 

I nodded blush rising to my face. Little Mouse… Damn he was digging up an old pet name, one he called me when we first met. I was working for Kier in the Court of Nightmares, as his own spy. Mor’s cousin by marriage, her mother was my aunt, and I had gotten tied into the job when my father went into debt with Kier. A job had gone wrong, a simple job to get information for kier about one of the other high fae nobles, rhys had found out and sent Azriel after me. Azriel had chased me across the entirety of the Nightmare Court, somehow I had evaded him at every turn like a cat and mouse, till almost the very end of the night when my normal turn had been blocked by some import shipping crates. Azriel had cornered me and once he looked into my panicked eyes, I didn’t want to be tortured but I really had to choose the lesser of two evils here: Azriel or Kier, the bond had snapped and he called me his little mouse. He swept me off to his little torture chamber mixed with a small office, and had me explain what I was doing down there. After he realized I wasn't any danger he swept me off to Velaris, explaining everything to Rhys in that beautiful mind of his and had me start working for him until I accepted the bond. 

If he was calling me Little Mouse then that meant it was going to be one hell of a chase tonight. He smirked and placed a kiss fervently against my lips. “You might wanna change then so you don't get sick from the cold tonight mouse.”

So I did just that, I changed into a black outfit that would keep me warm in the cold air and snow but would also be dark enough to camouflage me in the dark of the night. The moon gleamed brightly outside at this point, and Azriel’s eyes followed mine as I left the room and re-entered the small kitchen. I moved to pull 2 bowls from the cabinet and heard Azriel’s shuffling as he placed himself down in one of the chairs facing me as I filled the bowls, his eyes raked over me and sent a shiver up my spine. He must have let his mind openly wander to how tonight was going to go because the tent in his pants was painfully obvious, I honestly wondered how he had not sought me out to take care of it already, just showed how eager he was for tonight. 

I sat the bowl in front of him, his eyes found mine with a smirk on his lips. “You only get so much of a headstart mouse so you better hurry and eat, the second I finish this bowl I’m coming after you, I don't care if you are only one step out the door when I catch you. However, I do plan to actually enjoy this meal now that I’m not worried about scarfing it down because of the bond.”

I nodded, taking my own seat and quickly bringing the chunks of meat, and potatoes to my lips. He sipped at the broth taking a bite here and there when he ran into meat or vegetables. Neither of us spoke while we ate but tensions rose, as we began nearing the bottom of our bowls you could have cut the tension with Truth Teller. My spoon hit the empty bowl and I found Azriel’s eyes boring into mine as he began to lift the entire bowl to his mouth to chug the remaining broth, without a second thought I took off swinging the cabin door open and the breeze blew some snow into the doorway. I had just crossed the threshold when I heard Azriel’s bowl slam into the table, his growl echoed from the cabin as I began weaving between trees.

The air whipped at my face as I ran, I felt it nip at my nose and ears with vigor. Snow crunched under me and I cursed softly realizing he could just track me with my footprints and I cursed under my breath. “Fuck.”

As I weaved between the ever thickening trees I could hear sticks break several feet behind me, Azriel hot on my tail laughed darkly and called out to me. “Mouse~”

I cursed and veered left towards a snow bank and in throwing myself over it I almost lost my footing. This section of the forest was thicker, a mix of large pines and barren trunks, I reasoned that if I were to use the thicker pines as cover that Azriel would lose track of me. I moved between the larger trees till I couldn’t hear Azriel’s movement anymore, I looked around for what to do to lose his ability to track me. I had bought myself a handful of minutes by going against the wind and using it to blow some snow into my tracks to make it harder to spot them, a few steps away from me was a large evergreen that had a dry spot under it beneath the needles, I could hide there but it would probably be easy for Azriel to determine where I was at if I left my tracks obvious. I marched between a few pines and kicked up some snow to attempt to confuse him, I ducked between the needles and pulled my knees to my chest.

I let the needles obscure me from view and tried to mellow out my breathing so he wouldn't be able to hear me, pressing my back against the trunk I tensed when I heard azriel enter the clearing.  My breath caught in my throat as I heard him walk around where I had kicked up the snow to confuse him and then he stilled, probably trying to hear movement. I held my breath, my heartbeat in my ears. 

His voice sought me out as he called out to me in a taunt. “Come out, come out, little mouse.” His voice was sweet and had I not known the circumstances I would have listened, but I just tensed up and pressed myself further against the tree.

A snap echoed between the trees and I heard Azriel move towards it, before he growled under his breath “Just a fox.”

I heard him moving around in the clearing, I assumed he was just surveying the trees around here, looking to see if I had climbed one of them possibly. I released a soft breath as I related just a hair, he was across the clearing as far as I knew without being able to see him. 

Faint crunching across the clearing was all that could be heard, then a single heavy crunch directly behind me on the other side of the needles. 

My breath caught as I stilled. Then a ruffle from the needles behind me. I looked over my shoulder, heart in my throat as I was met by Azriel’s hazel eyes boring into mine and a large smirk on his face. 

“Not bad little mouse.” I pushed off from the tree and through the needles as I pushed myself through the snow, but the chill was beginning to settle into my bones and I didn’t move as fast I would have liked to.

I had only taken a few steps when Azriel rounded the tree, taking off right after me. He gained on me quickly and next thing I knew Azriel had me pinned to the ground, wrists behind my back as I struggled in his hold, the snow cold against my cheek and getting caught in my hair. 

“You fell for the shadows love, had them search under the trees, when they found you just after the fox I stepped into the shadows and had them make noise like it was still me out there.” He let out a low, dark, and dangerous laugh as I struggled against him. 

“That’s cheating” I whined at him.

He chuckled. “It’s not cheating, it's called ‘using your resources’ mouse.”

I went to protest and whine as shadows wrapped around my wrists, tying them behind me. He hauled me up from the snowy forest floor and threw me over his shoulder as he started the trek back. He wouldn’t just shadow step back to the cabin, no this was as much part of the game as the chase was. It was him taunting me to struggle and get myself loose from his shoulder, taunting me to try to run again. One of his hands dug into the meat of ass as he held me on his shoulder, his wings adjusted to account for the space I took up.

The snow crunched under his boots as we trekked through the pathway we had carved through the snow earlier. He adjusted me up his shoulder with a shrug, his hand landing on my rear with just enough force to further taunt me. I yelped and struggled against him; he tightened his grasp and growled under his breath, a small warning for me to behave. His growl made me whimper against his shoulder and I tried to press my thighs together but he slid his fingertips between them preventing me from doing so.

It didn't take long for us to make it back to the cabin, Azriel had left the door open, snow blowing over the threshold and melting after only a few inches inside it. He kicked his boots off on the door frame and shut it back behind him, he slipped my boots off without putting me down and tossed them on a rack we had put together last time we were here; his boots joined mine with little effort from the giant male. The smell of the stew still warmed the front room and Azriel’s fingers dug into the fabric that wrapped around me. 

The boards creaked under Azriel’s steps that felt heavier than they normally were. I hadn’t closed the small door that separated the small bedroom from the rest of the house earlier, I had just left the door cracked and Azriel used it to his advantage by kicking it open. The old door slammed into the wall making me jump in his grasp as it started to bounce back towards us. He let out a low, dark laugh from under his breath as he adjusted me off his shoulder; my eyes widened slightly at the force in which he had thrown me on the bed, several of the decorative pillows falling onto the wood flooring. His wings flared behind him as he crawled on top of me, though one could consider it stalking due to the slow movements that screamed danger; his hazel eyes darkened to a deep chocolate color and his pupils were blown. 

His fingers ghosted over the small silver clasps and ties that held my outfit together, a smirk ghosting over his lips for a split second. I knew that look, he was contemplating something mischievous; his eyes drifted over to where our bags had been lazily tossed against the dresser, neither of us had either bothered or had time to put them up yet. He scowled to himself before beginning to work on the clasps, ahhh he was contemplating just ripping or cutting them off.

It took Azriel very little time to rid me of all my clothes, he seemed incredibly proud of himself as he pushed my thigh apart and leaned up to begin mouthing at my neck; dragging his teeth along the sensitive skin there he ran his from my knee down my thigh till his fingers found the slick gathering between my folds. I whimpered against his hold as he bit down roughly on my shoulder, his tongue then beginning to soothe the red irritated skin there and in my distraction he pushed one then two of his digits inside of me. The sudden startling stretch caused me to whimper loudly, he pulled back from my neck and swallowed my whimpers with a deep passionate kiss. 

He continued his ministrations for a few minutes, leaving bite marks scattered across my body and adding another digit inside of me and his thumb on the bundle of nerves there with a soft growl.  He had pulled away suddenly and his fingers dug into each side of my hips, with a low snarl he flipped me onto my stomach and hoisted my hips up; he ran a firm hand down my back and landed at the back of my neck. He nudged my knees apart with his own knee and the hand on the back of my neck pressed my cheek into the mattress firmly yet soft enough he wouldn't hurt me.

“Stay just like that little mouse, I’ll be right back just gotta get out of these annoying clothes.” He crooned at me before a firm smack landed on my ass causing me to yelp. He let out a dark laugh as he slid from the bed.

I couldn’t see where he was standing but I heard the rustling of his shirt as it was discarded, the sharp sound of the metal in his belt colliding with the floor caused my heart to pick up as the rustling came to a stop. I felt the bed dip, and goosebumps flooded my skin as his hands found purchase on my hips. HIs thighs touched mine and my brain clouded as his toned and scarred chest was pressed against my back.

He nipped at the back of my ear with a low growl. “Do you know how fucking wonderful your arousal smells? Its sweet Like liquid vanilla but theres this slight spice to it like cinnamon, its fucking addicting I tell you. I can't look at vanilla or cinnamon the same anymore, let alone taste or smell them the same.”

He nipped at the point of my ear and I let out a whimper and he let a low purr as he readjusted himself against me, grinding his long and thick member against the pooling slick.

“Sorry to be so straight to the point tonight Little Mouse but between that stew and hunting you down like that, I am painfully hard and if I don't sink into your warmth soon I’ll lose it.” Azriel's voice was very distant to me as he rubbed soothing circles into the flesh to my ass, the brian fog starting to pull me under. 

With a breath I ground back against him and he let out a soft hiss and his fingers dug into my hips so roughly I thought he could have drawn blood if he had claws. Within the heartbeat he was burying himself to the hilt inside of me, his wings stretched out and he dropped his forehead to my back as he groaned softly. I clenched around him with a mix of a moan and a whimper, could see the fog growing in his own eyes as he tried to restrain himself.  

“You okay little mouse? I didn’t hurt you did I?” His breath was shallow and hitched in his throat.

 I nodded and let out my own shaky breath. “All good, just get moving please.”

That was all it took for him to straighten back up, he moved out and back in a couple times before the fog had become too much for him and he lost himself in pleasure, setting a brutal place that was sure to leave me with a bruised cervix.

One of his hands left its spot from where it grasped at my hip that Azriel was using to keep me against him and wrapped under me, his fingers finding home on my clit. He worked diligently and it took only a few moments before I clenched around him and a bright shock went up my spine, only amplified by our bond. His mouth found a spot on the round of my shoulder where he sunk his teeth against me and began deepening his thrusts, thoroughly impaling me as I could feel him touch against that deep spot inside of me every single time. 

His pace never faltered as he chased his own high and gave me several more between how deep he was and how deep I could feel him. That wingspan didn’t lie, He pushed me off the edge once more, my entire body shaking now as his hips faltered. He grew closer and closer, falters becoming to the point it was every other thrust from him before he finally buried himself as deep as he could reach inside of me, letting out a completely feral mix of a groan and a growl. He stayed buried inside of me as he continued to twitch and fill me, we stayed like that for a few minutes longer than we normally would have; his breath finally evening out, I felt uncomfortably full and he hissed as he pulled out but it turned into a mix of a whimper and groan.

“I think that's the most I have ever come, we need to do this more often if this is the result.” He leaned back on his knees, hands keeping my thighs spread as he observed his work.

I let out a shaky groan of my own as I nodded “I would agree with that, it's almost discomforting how full I feel right now.” 

I strained against his hands, feeling some of his spend starting to leak from me, Azriel ran two fingers through my folds pushing any excess back inside with a whimper under his breath. I could feel his emotions down the bond, a mix of fascination, relief, love, and something akin to hope that radiated warmth. He softly flipped me back onto my back and laid between my legs with his head resting on my stomach, he looked up at me with a soft pleading look as he massaged the spot where his hands had bruised my hips earlier while humming. 

His eyes fluttered shut as he lay there and I ran my fingers through his disheveled bangs, his wings stretched out around us and draped to the floor. “You okay Az? What's going on in that brain of yours?”

He purred and smiled softly without opening his eyes. “I should be asking you that but yeah I’m fine just thinking. Plus it's so quiet right now, it's such a change of pace from home, especially since Nyx was born.”

I hummed in agreement and tucked a stray hair behind his ear. “That's true, it almost makes me miss the chaos of Velaris and the rest of the inner circle.”

He muffled a laugh into my stomach, before he let out a sigh. “Oh I miss them don’t get me wrong I love them chaos and all, but between my mission and how out of it Rhys was during our meeting because of how exhausted he was thanks to Nyx, we needed this vacation.”

I nodded but sent a wave of confusion down the bond. “Why would Rhys’s state affect our need for a vacation? He gives missions just fine.” 

Azriel sent a wave of comfort down the bond and let out a deep breath. “It affects me at least, with you and the rest of the girls fawning over Nyx, especially you with how often you’ve been babysitting or watching him for Feyre. I can't help but imagine myself in Rhys’s shoes.” 

My face warmed. “Oh! I get it,” I smirked and wiggled my eyebrows at him. “You have baby fever then!”

He opened his eyes and leaned forward on his knees. “I do not!”

I snorted loudly, hiding my face in the crook of my arm. “You literally just described it to me, you big Illyrian baby, its baby fever.”

He pouted and put his head back on my stomach. “Okay fine, maybe it is. Maybe that's why I ended up coming more than normal? I don’t know just an idea.” He sighed and seemed like he was staring off into space.

I could feel something akin to sadness from the bond and began messing with his hair again as I tried to soothe him through the bond. “Is that what you think caused that? Azi~ were you subconsciously trying to get me pregnant! You wanna be a daddy that bad, that your body figured out its own way to try to increase our chances?” I crooned at him and he playfully growled at me.

“Call me that again and I promise we won't be leaving this bed the entire week except for food.”He nipped at my fingers as he pulled away from my hand.

We both laughed and I cupped his cheek in one hand, he purred loudly as his shadows began pulling the covers over us. “You think it will stick?”

I smiled at him and saw a glimmer in those gorgeous hazel eyes of his and I pulled him in for a kiss. “Only time will tell Az, but don't worry we can keep trying till the mother finally gives into our wants.”

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[reasonsforhope]

"Passed in February [2024], a massive subsidy program to help Indian households install rooftop solar panels in their homes and apartments aims to provide 30 gigawatt hours of solar power to the nation’s inventory.

The scheme, called PM-Surya Ghar, will provide free electricity to 10 million homes according to estimates, and the designing of a national portal—a sort of Healthcare.gov for solar panels—will streamline the process of installation and payment.

The program was cooked up because India had fallen woefully behind on its planned installations for rooftop solar. In many parts of the subcontinent, the sun is absolutely brutal and relentless, but by 2022, Indian rooftop solar power generation topped out at 11 gigawatts, which was 29 gigawatts under a national target set a decade ago.

Part of the challenge, Euronews reports, is that approval from various agencies and departments—as many as 21 different signatures in some cases—was needed to place a solar array on your house. Aside from this bureaucratic nightmare, the cost of installation was often higher than $5,000; more than half the average yearly income for a working Indian urbanite.

Under PM-Surya Ghar, subsidies for a 2-kilowatt solar array will cover as much as 60% of the installation costs, falling to 40% for arrays 3 kilowatts or higher. Loans set at around 7% interest rates will help families in need get started. 750 billion Indian rupees, or $9 billion has been set aside for the project.

Even in New Delhi, which can be covered in clouds and smog for days, solar users report saving hundreds during summer time on their electricity costs, with one apartment shaving $700 every month off energy bills.

PM-Surya Ghar is also seen as having the potential to cause a boom in the Indian solar market. Companies no longer have to go running around for planning and permitting requirements, and the government subsidies ensure their customer base can grow beyond the limits of household income."

-Good News Network, April 10, 2024

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[littlebigmouse]

List of Small Things™ I enjoy about Fullmetal Alchemist in no particular order

Everyone in FMAB/manga is just Some Guy™ and very human and I love that so here goes:

Falman getting stuck with a serial-killing suit of armor in his appartment for days and his reaction to it. It may have been weeks. He's been on sick leave the entire time. He's a guy in his early thirties with a flock of early-greying hair because being in a dead-end-role in the military is stressfull, ok. He gets stuck at home with a funny little serial killer (and eventually some foreign body guards, and a foreign prince?? lighting signal fires in his backyard?? like man what a week)

The whole military ambush against the Devil's Nest was yes, kind of kickstarted by the gang kidnapping Al for Greed, but it was mostly kickstarted because Ed was down south to do his yearly official report and Bradley and Armstrong just happened to be present when he was informed Al had gone missing. Greed's entire operation was done in by a teen doing his paperwork

on that note, Greed really decided to spend his immortality wisely by pursuing absolutely none of his supposed ambitions and just decided to settle down with a bunch of buddies. An offshot of the buddies he was initially made to guard, too. I don't think Greed is aware of this either

everyone on that radio building. The radio host 100% down to get some coup-shenanigans into his station to drive engagement. The guys sympathising with Mrs Bradley and taking care of her. Breda taking control of the narrative with a perpetual frown by the skin of his teeth.

I know the story of how the Bradleys met is technically not canon(?) but Mrs Bradley slapping her future husband upon their first meeting because he got his flirting tips from his siblings will never not be funny. Idiots. All of them.

EVERYTHING about Darius and Heinkel. They lost their jobs and became wanted criminals upon helping out some scrawny 15 year old. They have families they miss dearly. They haven't looked back since. "You guys don't HAVE to help me save the world" - "It's not like we have anything better to do"

i was going to say the Ice Cream Truck, because it's iconic, but actually, when told to disguise a vehicle, 15-year-old pinacle of edgelord fashion Edward Elric turned it into a colourful nightmare of spikes that barely resembled a car but might be closely related to the worlds deadliest parade float. None of this was necessary. Ed is just like that.

Hawkeye growing her hair out after meeting Winry, and Winry getting piercings after seeing Hawkeye's

Denny Brosh bursting into tears when he sees Maria Ross is still alive. Dude managed to not quit his job despite working in the same city (department?) where his best friend's killer was his supervisor. They were also very real for showing us that this is a guy who oversleeps and is older brother to at least three younger siblings. There was no need to give us more on Denny Brosh but every little detail hit so hard when they reunited.

okay so remember that time Ed and Ling ate Ed's shoe. Remember that Ed spend some time on a "deserted island" as a kid. Gluttony's stomach had nothing on him. Izumi raised some anime-ass boy-scouts. 100% Farm boy behaviour. These kids are so 15 it makes me want to bite things

immortal, soul-spliced dwarf in a flask got rid of his Sloth and still managed to procrastinate on his world domination plan until the last minute. Most Human disaster.

the entire half-episode they spend on Dr. Knox and his regrets and family. FMA is so good about humanising everyone.

everyone bullied Yoki because he was a small town fraud exploiting workers for his own benefit. Simply a jerk. He also hit Pride with a car in an epic rescue, and cried and screamed the whole way through

that one shot of a kid curiously poking a soldier they found bound on the ground with a stick

(I know it's technically not canon, but-) "I'm trying to save your life, asshole!"

Edward Elric

#fmab #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #fma #fmab meta #of course there are more #'it's not like they have a tank or something- fuck'

[stra-tek]

Random spoilerific reasons to read Star Trek novels, with little to no context:

Ro/Quark is a thing

A Jem'Hadar joins DS9, tries to fit in but eventually snaps and tries to kill everybody

You learn the origins and final fate of the Borg

A thinly-veiled Dr. House clone joins the Voyager crew

Geordi briefly has 2 girlfriends at once (due to different writers not co-ordinating enough, but still)

There's a TOS book that's a musical

There are YA stories about Jake and Nog making mischief on DS9

YA stories about Worf, Geordi, Picard, Beverly, Kirk, Spock and McCoy at SFA

YA series about the Kelvinverse gang (including Gaila!) as cadets, taking on a drug problem at SFA and a very unique Borg scout in San Francisco

We very briefly meet the people who are to Q what the Q are to humanity

Janeway/Chakotay is a thing

Kirk's first mission in command of the Enterprise! Erm, at least twice.

Kirk was married between TOS and TMP

Her name was Lori

In the future, you have yearly marriage contracts that you either update or you don't and I think that's amazing

Trip didn't die! He faked his death to join Section 31 and go undercover as a Romulan

It's not great, tbh

The ENT books get better after the Romulan wars though, it's proper founding of the Federation stuff

We meet Jack Crusher (erm, the OG) when 4 timelines start overlapping and he's a bit unhinged

Teenage Kirk stole a car and his choice was go to jail or join Starfleet

What happened when Voyager got home? Seven broke up with Chakotay like 30 pages in

Kirk gets cloned, and his clone becomes the sub of an evil invincible super genius and its all very gay

George Kirk was Robert April's first officer on the first ever mission of the unnamed starship with the Naval Construction Contract 1701

Robert is a hard-core pacifist and has to turn command over to George whenever it's time to fire weapons

Data becomes fully human for a couple of days and it's really sweet

They never say "wristwatch" or "phone", it's always "wrist chrono" or "personal comm"

There are gays but they don't say that word because it's the 1990's and Rick Berman runs the franchise

Spock has a son in the past with Zarabeth

Everyone in the post-Nemesis era does spy missions all the time non stop, as if Starfleet has abandoned exploring the cosmos for doing Space Mission: Impossible

Bashir does it better than anyone else, he takes on Section 31 from the inside

Remember Control? It's from the novels, except the novels do it SO MUCH BETTER.

Remember how we never found out who Future Guy was? We do.

It's very underwhelming, nobody we know

We find out how the Romulans and Vulcans split

Surak was a Vulcan internet blogger

A Borg Cube eats Pluto

Janeway dies

Janeway gets better

At least one TOS book features a wizard

There's a Star Trek TOS/Here Come the Brides crossover novel

It had cameos from The Doctor (as in, Who), Han Solo, Starbuck and others

Whole book series about Section 31

Whole book series about the Department of Temporal Investigations

One time they do the Bill and Ted thing to escape confinement and it works

Wanna know how Riker and Troi met?

Wanna know what Picard got up to on the Stargazer?

Andorians have 4 sexes and it's very complicated

Data comes back from the dead as Data 2.0, and it was fresh and exciting because it happened long before ST: Picard did it twice.

Lal comes back too and we get father/daughter android stuff! They have a home and everything but keep having to save the universe

One time Mirror Seven is led around on a leash naked on Terok Nor

Geordi becomes captain of the USS Challenger, decides it's not for him because plot, and goes back to engineering on the Enterprise

Kirk is shot on the bridge and dies

Kirk gets better

They watch 3D holos of old Doctor Who episodes in the Enterprise rec room

The Enterprise also has an AI named Moira, which was Zora long before Zora

The TOS crew get together for one last mission. About three times.

There's a Perry Mason book except it's about Kirk's lawyer from that TOS episode

Data 2.0 owns and runs a massive gambling empire on Orion

Spock keeps randomly showing up everywhere in the TNG era

Scotty keeps randomly showing up everywhere in the TNG era

Bones keeps randomly showing up everywhere in the TNG era

You're on Tumblr so you already know about Killing Time

There's a guy named McKenzie Calhoun and he's a total badass and captains a ship of weirdos and misfits

Kirk comes back from the dead, saves the galaxy repeatedly, has an intersex child (who identifies as male) with a Romulan/Klingon hybrid

Kirk beats up Worf

Kirk's child has superpowers

Kirk's child saves the galaxy at age 6

The Kirk stuff is 100% ignored in the other novels

About 50% of the novels are ignored in the other 50%, and the ones that are meant to be in direct continuity with each other aren't always quite

Just like the TV shows and movies, then

Lwaxana Troi meets Q, and it goes as well as you'd expect

Someone tells Data, yes you idiot you had emotions all along and he's like, oh shit you're right

McCoy is left in command of the Enterprise as a joke by Kirk, who is then immediately kidnapped

Ro Laren is captain of Deep Space Nine

Picard/Beverly is a thing, they get married and have a child named Rene. No running away and raising your kid in secret here

Riker and Troi are married, serve on the Titan together with a bunch of adorable weirdos and have a daughter named Tasha

You get to watch all the 24th century characters die horribly in the end along with their entire universe. Holy fuck it's a bleak horror show. Personally, I love it. But if that's not your cup of tea I'd skip the Coda trilogy

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