#but like literally if you had asked me in private about it

[zeldasnotes]

ASTRO OBSERVATIONS 35 🛸

🛸 Venus in the 8th house might like to keep their art or source of income hidden or a secret. They might feel like art is something private and intimate. Rappers with this placement might always have the skimask on (no face no case) and painters with this might have a separate anonymous account for their paintings that nobody knows is theirs.

🛸 Asteroid Fan(151590) in the 12th or 8th house or in a scorpio or pisces degree gives a lot of secret fans.

🛸 Moon trine Venus in a mans chart makes him very comfortable with his feminine side. Often very well liked and sought after among women where they live. Men with this placement dont even have to be attractive they will still bag the baddest.

🛸 Mercury in Scorpio, Mercury/Pluto people are the kind of people to see two shady people walking towards them and in 2 seconds figure out what to say to not be robbed. They know how to deal with shady people.

🛸 Fixed star Unukalhai (22° Scorpio) shows success followed by fall. So if you have this one prominent never get to cocky when you reach success. It makes me think of the saying ”Be kind to the people you meet on your way up because you will need them on your way down.”

🛸 Look at my career asteroids post HERE and look if you have any of those asteroid conjunct especially North Node or MC. Megan Fox for example have asteroid Actor(12238) conjunct her North Node.

🛸 Eros(433) Square Psyche(16) in synastry might meet under the most inappropriate circumstances. Bumping into eachother when you cant talk like when one of you are with a parent or with a partner. Eros(433) conjunct Psyche(16) on the other hand will bump into eachother at the exact right time and place.

🛸 Abundantia(151)- (Abundance) literally means ”a large quantity of something” so check where yours is. Ive seen this in the 8th house of a lot of nepo babies.

🛸 Erato(62) means 'the awakener of desire' which is why she is so common in the charts of models and celebrities. People with this asteroid prominent are also experts at making themselves even more desireable to the public. Marilyn Monroe have this conjunct Mars in the 8th house and she was said to cut down a bit of her heel to get the wiggle walk, keep her facial hair/peach fuzz so that it reflected the light and made her more glowing. She was an expert awaking desire.

🛸 Having a lot of Neptune conjunctions in a chart especially to Sun, ASC, or MC is going outside and NOBODY notices you and the next day you go outside and EVERYONE stares. You will either be invisible or look like a celebrity depending on the day and your mood. almost never anything inbetween.

🛸 The worst year of my life was the year I had Moon conjunct Saturn in the Solar Return Chart. I swear I was put through HELL that year and it was especially women giving me a hard time.

🛸 Jay Z having his 7th house ruler conjunct Venus makes so much sense. He is considered extremely lucky. His chart ruler being neptune adds to this. Being with Beyonce seems so unreachable. I often see memes like ”If Jay Z was able to get Beyonce I shouldnt be afraid to ask my crush out” or other stuff to point out Jay Z should be lucky. With strong Venus energy to the 7th house you will get the one ”everyone wants” easily.

🛸 When I have both 7th and 8th house synastry with a person Ive noticed that only they are allowed to fight with me. Nobody else is. We can despise eachother but when they see me in trouble they will protect me over the other person.

🛸 Venus/Saturn, Venus 10th house & Capricorn Venus people are very aware of the social codes. Might be uncomfortable around people who dont ”act right”.

🛸 Scorpio and Pluto shows obsessive energy. Can shows what you are constantly thknking about without being aware of it. Scorpio Mars might be in constant competiton or constantly thinking about opps or revengeplans.

🛸 Ive noticed the same with Lilith. A constant underlaying energy that you cant escape. Lilith 2nd house are always thinking about money or money constantly comes in the way in some way like an annoying mosquito. With Lilith 8th house everything turn into something sexual. A very annoying energy.

🛸 Venus/Saturn is starting to like your appeaeance in your 20s but then it feels pointless because you needed that hotness growing up.

🛸 Some nasty rumours were spread about me in 2013 so i just checked my solar return chart for that year and i had Mercury and Dejanira conjunct MC that year.

🛸 I think I had beef with like seriously 10 different men the year I had Mars in the 8th house in the solar return chart. And it was mostly because of me saying no to them.

🛸 North Node in the 8th house often experience some kind of extremes that most people dont. Homelessness, constant loss or poverty. They are also often on Life Path 8.

🛸 Not the town player where I live whos been with EVERY girl in my town having Fama(408) conjunct both Mars and asteroid Casanova(7328).🤦‍♀️

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#astro notes #astrology #astro observations #astronotes #lilith #birth chart readings #ascendant #lilith aspects #asteroids

[mopopshop]

if you aren’t comfortable writing this, ignore it! but would you be able to do emily engstler nsfw head cannons?

I got you twin 🤞🏾

Emily Engstler NSFW Headcannons

she’s a top, like biggest top to ever top all tops

but she likes to switch it up every once in a while

strap game is actually insane

she was never shy about it at first like she knows how to use it and she’s PROUD

as good as she is w strap, fingering is… no words, actually insane how good she is at it

strap is like honestly overwhelming, you can barely breathe after and she’s so cocky about it

backshots warrior

riding and missionary tie for second tho 

guiding your hips w her big ass hands (the hand tats too OMLLL)

sucking the strap>>> 

loves eye contact 

“eyes on me, mamas”

grips your jaw to make SURE u looking 

isn’t a crazy talker in bed, she says the right things at the right times 

and she’s not big on like degrading nicknames, i feel like the craziest she would go is tease or brat

mamas, princess, pretty girl, baby >>>

certified munch every day all day

loves when you pull her hair 

she’s into public sex to an extent, like fingering shes all for but eating you out or vice versa in public is a little too much for her 😭

gets horny out of literally nowhere, like you turn her on sm it’s crazy and you don’t even have to be do anything 

The two of you had just been chilling in Emily’s car in front of the Mystics practice gym. You’d been basking in comfortable silence when you felt Emily’s hand grip your thigh, her thumb rubbing it.

Nothing out of the ordinary but slowly you feel her hand moving higher until her hands getting dangerously close to between your legs.

“Baby..” she whines

“Hm?” you turn to her, meeting her eyes. They’re low and she’s smirking, immediately catching on to what she’s insinuating.

Feigning annoyance, you scoff “I know damn well you’re not tryna do that right now”

Her hand continues to rub on your upper thigh as she leans in to speak lowly in your ear “So you don’t wanna…?”

“Emily!” you smack her arm, laughing “You’re quite literally about to walk into practice”

just so down bad for you 

her snapchat “my eyes only” is filled w pics of you

she likes to record and take pictures during (entirely with your consent of course)

goes absolutely feral when you send her nudes 

she’s private about yalls sex life though, she’s not one to kiss and tell 

she doesn’t brag abt y’all’s escapades to her teammates, maybe once in a blue moon to hailey but even that’s pushing it

talks you through it when you cum DEFINITELYYY

“i know mama, you can cum”

“it’s okay baby, cum for me”

“you feelin good?”

“oh you sound so pretty”

“tell me how it feels”

strap game is so crazy it has you walking funny for a while after

foreplay is a must every. single. time.

loves when you dig your nails into her back

the scratches on her back after>>>

changing in the locker room is always entertaining bcs they’re visible to the rest of the team and they stay asking questions 

very attentive when it comes to aftercare 

like she’ll cuddle with you right after, make sure you get something to drink, shower together and cuddle some more when you’re dressed 

she’ll make sure she’s glued to your back and that you feel as much comfort as possible

as much as I enjoyed writing this, this does not mean i’m good at writing smut so if y’all ask i don’t think i’ll do it, not cause i don’t want to but because i srsly suck ass at it😭😭😭

also so upset that i can’t watch the mystics game, can’t find anyone who’s streaming it so just praying that they’ll post highlights after

let’s pray that emily and aaliyah got some playing time 💔🙏🏾

#women’s basketball #ncaa women’s basketball #ncaa #wlw #emily engstler #wnba #emily engstler x reader #emily engstler headcannons #aaliyah edwards #uconn wbb #washington mystics

[f4iryfever]

When He Gets Jealous (K.T.H)

pairings; kang taehyun x reader

warnings; nsfw minors dni!!, hair pulling, spanking, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), dom!taehyun, sub!reader, bondage, daddy kink, degradation kink, humiliation kink, fingering, use of a vibrator, cream pie, orgasm denial, swearing, pet names such as baby, whore and slut, pussy drunk taehyun, this is literally just porn with a little bit of plot 😭😭😭😭

extras; mention of beomgyu

wc; 2673

SMUT UNDER THE CUT, MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI!!

Never in his life did Taehyun ever assume that you’d do this in front of his friends but you did.

You don’t know what came over you — maybe it was the boring atmosphere that you felt like you needed to spice it up or maybe it was the way your boyfriend looked so goddamn good in a slim fit suit. The first few buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, giving you a peek of the chain that was sitting perfectly on his smooth tanned skin, and the fabric of the shirt was so tight around his muscles, it was almost as if it was begging for it to be let out.

You moved your hand to rest on his thigh causing him to raise an eyebrow but you returned it with an innocent smile before looking away but his gaze was still on you.

That’s when he felt it; your hand began to rub against the material of his pants and started to travel it up towards his covered private. His jaw ticked as he watched you laugh at a joke Beomgyu said while your hand continued to rest on his covered dick.

That was until you began to move your hand in circular motions was when he had to grab your wrist tightly; you looked at him through the corner of your eye as a sly grin overtook your face when he leaned in to whisper in your ear, “You’re playing a very dangerous game, sweetheart.”

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The car ride home was filled with tension, the grip that he had on the steering wheel made you clench your thighs together, imagining yourself as the object.

When you finally made it to your shared home was when he broke the silence.

“Where do you think you’re going?” You stopped in your tracks, slowly turning around with your eyes on the floor not daring to look up at him.

“Look at me,” Taehyun ordered before scoffing when you didn’t obey, “I said look at me.” This time when he said it, it was sterner much more angrier. The order going straight down to your core as your eyes met his, trying not to rub your thighs together.

He beckoned you to come over with his hands — oh how you’d love them to be around your neck, choking you til all breath is out from your lungs. “Did you enjoy that?” He softly rubbed your cheek, to others this would be seen as a romantic act but you knew exactly what it meant.

“Hmm did you?” He asked again this time he used his thumb to play with your bottom lip, you nodded once, your eyes meeting the floor again. He tsked, forcefully grabbing your chin and making you look at him, “What did I say about keeping your eyes on me?” A gasp escaped you as you felt your wetness seep down your panties and down the length of your thighs.

He chuckled darkly at your silence, harshly letting go of your chin before whispering in your ear, “Get on the bed and wait for me.”

You hastily turned around and ran to your shared bedroom, throwing your heels off and placing your stomach down on the bed before hiking your ass up, feeling the silky material rise up your legs. Now all you have to do is wai-

“Well well well,” He’s here. “What a good little slut you are, all ready for daddy’s cock.” He slowly made his way towards you before stopping at the edge of the bed. You bucked your ass back when you felt a hand slide across your ass, slightly lifting up the fabric of your dress, exposing yourself to him.

You whined out, closing your eyes tightly when two of his nimble fingers slid up the slit of your covered pussy. He hissed at how soaked you are, his cold lustful eyes boring into your drenched cunt. You felt the bed dip down on both sides as a firm chest met your back, “Too bad you don’t get to cum,” He whispered in your ear, you can practically hear him smirk.

“T-Tyun p-pleaseeeee,” You whined out pushing yourself more onto his fingers. Taehyun clicked his tongue, tilting his head to the side as he watched the way you fucked yourself on his fingers, “Hmm? Please what, my slut?”

“P-please just fuck me alreadyyyy!” You sobbed out feeling humiliation creep in when a patronising laugh comes out of him. “Oh no no baby, brats don’t deserve to get what they want.” You opened your eyes, your tears blocking your view, making everything a blurry mess. You whined out kicking your feet impatiently before yelping in surprise when a harsh slap meets your asscheek, “You wouldn’t have been in this position if you hadn’t been an attention seeking whore at the restaurant.” The degradation going straight to your core as you clenched your thighs tighter, your wetness seeping between your thighs.

Taehyun mockingly pouted at the sight of your desperate hole, his ego boosting at the control he has over you. The sound of a belt unbuckling had you squirming in excitement, knowing that you’re finally getting what you wanted.

“Hands up.” What? You peaked behind and saw that he is now behind you looking down at you sternly, his belt in hand. You slowly raised your arms up, still maintaining eye contact as he tightened the belt around your wrists. Bounding you from touching him.

“There,” He whispered to himself, taking a few steps back as he admired the sight in front of him. His little whore all tied up for him to punish and handle. His sharp tongue swiped over his bottom lip as he came closer to your needy body, your eyes begging him to ruin you but oh no he wasn’t going to give you what you wanted.

The man behind you placed a cold hand on your ass, kneading it before landing a brutal slap on it making it jiggle slightly. You let out a yelp, your tied hands grabbing onto the bedsheets for dear life as Taehyun continued to spank you. “Count.”

You sniffled, feeling another slap land on your probably red ass cheek, “1,”

Another slap, “2”

Another slap, “3”

Another slap, “4”

He hummed, rubbing the skin, satisfied at his work before pushing your panties to the side. “You’re that soaked from just a couple of spanks?!” He exclaimed, letting out a cruel cackle.

You whined in humiliation, your eyes immediately closing as you pushed your face into the sheets from embarrassment. He was humiliating you but why is it turning you on so much?!

You heard footsteps move away from the bed, ‘Where is he going?!’ You thought as you impatiently tapped your toes on the bed. That was until you felt a buzzing sensation on your clothed clit, you gasped out loud. “W-whaa-” “Shut up.” He sternly ordered as a wanton moan left your lips when he moved your damped panties to the side and inserted the head of the vibrator in your heat.

He circled the head around, moving it to touch every single area of your heat. Your eyes rolled back into your head as your back arched deeper into the vibrator, “F-fuckkkkkkk” You moaned out, rolling your hips to match the movements.

You felt your release coming, the tightness in your core bundling up ready to release and Taehyun knew it as well by the way your toes were curling and the way you were moaning shamelessly. Just then when you were about to cum, the vibrator turned off.

Your eyes shot open as you got up on your knees to look at him, red painting your vision. “What the fuck!” You yelled out, he slowly got up from his seat, maintaining eye contact with you as he made his way towards you.

You yelped out when he used his strong palm to push you back down, “Yell at me again and you won’t get to cum at all,” You were about to complain again until you felt a sharp slap on your ass. Tears blurred your eyes again at the stinging pain, knowing damn well that his handprints will be painted on your asscheeks.

His hand ran over the skin, a hum vibrating in his chest, “So fucking pretty,” He whispered to himself as he played with the hem of your panties. “Need to see your pussy,”

He groaned at the way your liquids were stuck onto your panties, strings of it stuck onto the fabric when he pulled them down. Drool formed in his mouth when his lust filled eyes landed onto your weeping desperate hole, “Such a slutty pussy,” Taehyun mumbled to himself.

He used his nimble fingers to spread apart your pussy lips, the squelchy noises coming from your essence when he began rubbing tight circles on your puffy clit. He clicked his tongue, head tilting to the side as he stared at the way your hole clenching around nothing. “You that desperate, you’re clenching round nothin’?”

You whined in humiliation stuffing your head further into the sheets until a familiar harsh slap fell onto your ass, “Use your words.”

“Y-yes daddy! S-so so soooo desperate for youuuu,” You moaned out shamelessly, he hummed in satisfaction before finally plunging in his index and ring fingers. A cry escaped from your throat at the feeling of his calloused fingers hitting at all the right places where the vibrator couldn’t, you bucked your hips into his fingers only to receive a slap on your butt. “Don’t fucking move,” He gritted out, now fingering you at an insane pace that has your toes curling and your wrists tugging at his belt.

His skilled fingers curled inside you, making your jaw fall slack and your mouth agape. The tips of his nails scraped deliciously at your g-spot. You groaned loudly in the sheets, feeling the build up of hour orgasm. He knew that you were close with the way that your gummy walls were tightening each second his fingers pumped into you and the way your breath became shallow, so when you were just about to cum, he took his fingers out.

But this time you didn’t complain, you expected this to happen. This always happened when you tick him off but gosh you loved it even if your cunt was begging to cum.

Taehyun raised a brow at your silence, “Not whining like a baby, I see. Have you decided you want to be a good girl?” You nodded, not trusting your voice to speak.

He chuckled darkly before he roughly gripped your hair in a fist and lifted you up, “Be my good little whore and answer,”

“Y-yes! ‘M a good girl!” You stammered out, hot tears running down your cheeks from having your orgasm being denied twice. “Aww is my poor little baby crying?” He asked in a condescending tone, his voice laced with fake sympathy.

You sniffled, trying to use your tied hands to cover your face but he slapped them away. His boba eyes scanning over your ruined self, “Tell me what do you want baby,” He inquired in a softer tone. His fingers coming up to stroke your cheeks lovingly, pushing some of your hair back behind your ears.

“W-want you to f-fuck me…” You murmured, he hummed brushing a hand over your hair. “That’s all you had to tell me,”

Before you could even think twice, your head was thrown down and in one go, his dick filled up your cunt. “AAAAAAAAAAAA” you screamed out, the sudden stretch leaving a burning sensation in your tight core.

“Hmmph fuck, pussy so tight and wet, clenching so hard ‘round my cock,” His hands found purchase on the soft flesh of your hips as the lewd sounds of skin slapping on skin filled the room.

With each thrust, Taehyun picked the pace up, leaving you a drooling mess as he pumps deep into you. The hand that was gripping on the side of your face pushed you deeper into the mattress with every shove his dick made in your core.

“Such a fucking slut, teasing me back in the restaurant in front of all my friends,” He degraded you, his voice deeper and raspier than ever before. “Bet you wanted me to get angry just so I could fuck you like this, huh?” He angled his hips in such a way that was hitting deliciously at your most sensitive spot that had you screaming for more.

“Right there, baby?” He breathed out, already knowing the answer. He knew your body like the back of your hand, he knew exactly how to thrust to make you squirm, how to touch you to make you a whining mess, how to get you cumming in less than a second.

“Fuck yes daddy yes! M-more! Please I-i need more!!!” You whined out, feeling each and every single one of his veins rub against your folds. “More? You’re such a whore, aren’t you?” He cackled, landing a careless slap on your ass.

He gripped your hips tighter — his nails digging into your skin as he fucked you harder and faster. With each thrust he made, deep grunts came from his chests that had you addicted.

Drool streamed down your open mouth, your brain going foggy from the merciless pace he was fucking you at. His mushroom tip kissing deliciously against your cervix as the tight knot in your stomach coiled further.

“I-I’m gonna c-cum!! P-plea- OH FUCK!” In one swift movement, his cock left you and he positioned you on your back before stuffing your cunt with his length once again. “Gotta look at your face.” Taehyun moaned, his eyes scanning over your fucked out look; mascara mixed with your fresh tears was dripping down your face, your cheeks were flushed and drool marks were forming on lower portion of your face. A proud smirk tugged on his lips knowing he is the reason for this.

Your bound hands were tugging forcefully against the belt, trying to loosen it but it was no use; “Please oh please untie me!!! N-need to touch you!!” You begged him, your eyes teary from the amount of times he denied you of your orgasm.

He shook his head and gave you a stern look when whines and pleas left from your plush pink lips, “You wanna cum or nah?”

You nodded rapidly and eagerly, only boosting his ego more at how desperate you were for your release. “Yeah? Well then take what I fucking give you,” He shoved more of his cock inside of you if that was even possible.

His fiery eyes went down to look at where your two private’s connected, watching the way his dick disappeared into your cunt and with each time, a white creamy ring formed on the base of his cock.

“C-cum! N-need to cum!!! Pleaseeeeeee let me cu-”

“Cum”

You felt the wave of your orgasm crash into you so hard that you felt as though your soul left your body. Hot spurts of his seed filled your cunt up to the point where it was dripping from your hole. Your orgasm was everywhere, on his thighs, on your thighs, on the sheets, on your bunched up dress.

Your eyes were shut and your chest heaved up and down, the post orgasm feeling hitting you like a truck as you tried to catch your breath. You heard the rattle of his belt before feeling the rough material leave your wrists where a mark was most likely formed.

The bed dip down beside you, the warm breath of your lover hitting your earlobe. “You okay, baby?” You nodded your head, slowly opening your eyes to see him smiling sweetly at you.

Taehyun’s fingers brushed your wet sweaty hairs from your face as he cupped your cheek in a loving manner; he leaned in to place a soft kiss on your pouted lips before whispering ever so slightly, “Don’t ever test me again,”

tags; @coquettyun @simp4gyu @boba-beom @wand3rlustm3

AAAAA I HOPE YOU ENJOYEDDD!! sorry that this took so long 😭😭 schoolwork has been drowning me 😭💔 but omg i have other works in the making!!! maybe even a part 2 of the criminal beomgyu fic 🤭

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[watermelonlovershigh]

Returning Favors {part 5.} (housemate!harry series) (SMUT)

A Shift Occurs {part 4.} (housemate!harry series) (SMUT)

AN: when i started this chapter i had intended for it to go in a completely different direction but as i began writing it, i let the words flow and wrote it this way instead. i really hope you enjoy and don't forget to leave your feedback and remember to send in things you'd like to see in this series. xoxo

This story contains: mentions of handjobs and blowjobs, slight angst, pillow talk, cunilingus, fluff

{ housemate!harry - friendrry - friends to lovers trope - softrry }

word count- 3,459

While making arrangements to introduce your friends to Harry, he seizes the chance to ask about your abrupt departure after your intimate encounter earlier that day. This conversation unexpectedly leads to Harry performing oral sex on you for the first time.

As you make your way around the street corner, you are greeted by your friends, Mave and Charlotte, who are waving you over to the table they had set aside for your brunch. The cafe features a beautiful outdoor space, perfect for the current time of year. Upon joining them, they quickly pick up on your more upbeat attitude. While you typically don't appear gloomy, you have been feeling rather indifferent for the past year. However today, they observe a slight improvement in your mood.

"Hi, Hi." you lean in to kiss each of their cheeks and sit down at the round table.

"We've ordered you a mimosa. Wasn't sure what you wanted to eat so we haven't ordered our food yet though." Charlotte explans.

"Oh, well thank you." you take a sip of your mimosa and moan at how delicious the drink is.

"What's making you so cheerful today? Is it because of Harry?" Mave questions with cheeky smile, aware of your growing connection with your housemate and the recent revelation of your mutual feelings towards one another. Your friends are genuinely happy for you, knowing how long you've been single and how it affected you.

Brushing them off, you answer, "What? A girl can't look happy on a Sunday morning without there being a reason?" But they know you better then that. The aurora you're giving off is one of a girl who's in love. Though they wouldn't tell you that this soon in your relationship with Harry.

"No it's just," Mave starts, "look, we want the details. Did you guys have sex this morning? Because you look like your glowing and it's not from your skincare routine." Her and Charlotte stare you down, waiting for an answer and you know you must give them one. Otherwise they'll never let this conversation rest.

"Alright, alright. We did do some sexual stuff this morning. But not sex. I just kind of gave him a handjob which then turned into a blowjob."

Your two friends are smiling ear to ear at your confession. "And.... what else? Don't tell us he left you high and dry after you literally had his dick in your mouth." Charlotte utters in a hushed yet audible tone, ensuring that you can hear her amidst the bustling traffic and crowd, while hopefully keeping your conversation private from others.

You express with annoyance in your tone, "It wasn't as you think. I woke up to find him cuddling me and noticed he was aroused. Therefore, I chose to assist him. Once he woke up and realized he was hard, he eventually agreed to my help. I began by giving him a handjob under his briefs, but then decided to go further with a blowjob. And he didn't reciprocate because I left quickly after he came. So, I'm unsure whether he would've wanted to do something for me in return."

Mave reaches across the table and playfully swats your arm. "You fuckin' idiot. You should have stayed to see if he would've pleasured you as well. You could've gotten an amazing orgasm out of him."

"Hey," you spit back, "I did have an amazing orgasm this morning. Just... with my vibrator in the shower before I came here." Though you're sure Harry would beat every single one of your toys if you gave him the chance to prove it.

After chatting for a few more minutes you realized just how hungry you were and decided to order your food and another round of mimosas. You catch up on each others lives and make plans for them to come by the house to hang out one night. They have yet to meet Harry and you thought what better way to introduce them than to invite them over for some drinks and maybe a card game. You'll just have to ask him if that would be okay.

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Upon returning home later that evening, you notice Harry seated on the sofa, engrossed in a pile of papers and his laptop resting on his lap. Presumably grading tests, you assume. After placing your bag in the entryway, you make your way over to the couch. Surprisingly, the atmosphere doesn't feel as awkward as you had anticipated, considering the events that unfolded earlier in the day.

"How was your brunch?" Harry questions, shifting to set all of his work onto the coffee table.

"Great. Really fun." you answer before continuing, "So I have a question."

"Hm, so do I actually but go on." Harry replies, taking a sip of his coffee. He doesn't know what your question is but he knows his question is in reference to why you ran off so quickly this morning after you gave him that blowjob. It's been eating at his mind all day and he'd really like some closure so he can relax.

"Okay, so I was thinking we could have a little get-together with my friends, Mave and Charlotte. They're eager to meet you, and I thought it would be a great opportunity to invite them over this upcoming weekend. We can enjoy some drinks and perhaps even play that card game I purchased some time ago but haven't had the chance to play yet."

Harry nods in agreement. "Yeah, sounds great. How about this Friday night? I can stop by the shops on my way home from work and grab some alcohol. Just let me know what kind they prefer." He is genuinely excited to finally meet your friends. Since becoming your housemate, you've kept your personal life mostly private from him. As a result, he hasn't had the chance to meet any of your family members and has only heard stories about your friends.

"Fantastic," you declare, jumping up from the couch excitedly. "I'll call them right away and let them know. They'll be so happy." Just as Harry was about to remind you that he had a question as well, you've already disappeared from his line of sight. Your sudden departures today seem to be a trend. He reckons he'll have to wait a bit longer to find out the reasoning behind your quick exit this morning.

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At approximately ten o'clock at night, you and Harry are lying in your bed, watching reruns of Friends while trying to stay awake. The room is dark besides the glare of the tv and his cat Pixie is nestled in the middle of the bed, sleeping soundly. Although she hasn't always been allowed in your room, ever since Harry started visiting so frequently, you have embraced her presence as well.

Right as your eyes began to shut, you remember how Harry had a question for you earlier but never got to ask it. You didn't mean to run off like you did. You just got excited to call your friends and let them know they're welcomed to come by the house this Friday for the small gathering. Which in turn made you totally forget he had a question in the first place.

"Harry," you say aloud. The call of his name startles him. He'd just dozed off to sleep and your voice pulled him away from the unconsciousness he was about to enter.

"Mhm, what?" he grumbles, eyes half open as he tries to stay awake in order to hear you speak.

"What's your question? You said earlier you had a question but you never got to ask me it."

Harry found himself more awake as he thought about how to bring up his question. To be honest, he was feeling a bit nervous to ask. Even though this question had been on his mind all day, he hesitated to ask, not wanting to make you uncomfortable or create any distance between you. "Um, was just gonna ask why you left so suddenly this mornin'. You know, after you gave me that blowjob? It seemed like you were ashamed of your actions or somethin'. I was plannin' to return the favor, but you left before I had the opportunity to ask."

With heart shaped eyes, you coo softly, "You were?"

"Well yeah. It's only right that I returned the favor you did for me. I'm not a douche bag like some men can be."

"Awe, that's so sweet of you. But um, I don't know. Guess I remembered how I'd just woke up and maybe didn't smell the best down there or that I may have tasted bad from the hours of sleep I was in prior. Just didn't want to disgust you in any way."

With a gentle tone, Harry expressed, "Y/n, your scent or taste wouldn't have been an issue for me. Even if it was there, I wouldn't have mind. Because it's you, and I genuinely care about you. I would have found pleasure in it regardless. If anyone has ever made you feel insecure about the natural smell of your vagina, they are truly right dicks"

Breathing deeply, you sadly admit, "Yeah, I've had some men attempt to go down on me first thing in the morning but complained about the way I smelt or tasted and so, I just didn't want you to do the same as them."

Sliding impossibly close to you, Harry responds back, "Well I'm not those other men. I respect women more than that and I may just have a thing for oral sex. Givin' and receivin'. Plus, it feels even better when you really know and trust the person."

You giggle shyly and except his closeness, the two of you laying on your sides facing each other. "Dick or pussy though?"

"What?" Harry asks with a sleepy smile, unsure of what you're questioning.

"You said you had a thing for oral sex. So do you prefer sucking dick or eating pussy?"

"Mhm, depends on who the person is and my connection to them. Both are great but it also depends on what mood I'm in to give you a solid answer." It's no secret Harry likes men as well. When you first moved in with him he had a short fling with a guy and you assumed he was gay for like the first month. But then when you heard a girl moaning through his bedroom walls, you realized that wasn't the case. The next day you questioned him and he confidently came out as bisexual to you.

Deciding to continue these questions just to see where it could lead, you keep going, "And, what mood are you in right now?"

Harry suddenly became aware of the dense atmosphere, yet he responded truthfully. "Considerin' that I'm currently in your bed, nearly cuddling you, and you happen to possess a vagina, I would say 'pussy.' However, if I were to discover that you possessed a penis, the answer would be 'cock.'"

He moves one of his hands up to cradle the side of your face. It's so incredibly close to his that he can just about taste the mint of your toothpaste. "Good thing I have one of those two options then and I'm not some alien with no genitals at all."

What Harry wants to say is that he'd love you just the same, even if you were a genitalless alien, but he can't. Not yet anyways. So he responds, "Wouldn't change how I feel about you." With the close proximity, you get the sudden urge to surge forward and clash your lips with his. As if he felt this coming, Harry didn't react surprised at all and accepts the kiss. You both realized this is the first time you've kissed each other. You've shared your feelings, your beds, and you've gave him a blowjob. Yet this makes your first time kissing.

Harry intensifies the kiss by gently prodding his tongue against your lips, and you grant him permission to enter. The kiss is wet, rushed, and somewhat messy, yet incredibly enjoyable. After a minute of exchanging saliva, you pull back to take a deep breath and confidently state, "Prove it then. Prove you're in the mood for some pussy."

With surprise written on his face, Harry leans back a tiny bit to make sure he's reading you correctly. "You sure? I don't have to if......" He'd be more than happy to eat you out right here, right now, but he doesn't want you to ask because you feel obligated to agree or because you're in the heat of the moment.

Responding eagerly, you assert, "Yes, I'm sure. But please be quick before I change my mind." The mention of urgency and the potential for a change of mind prompts Harry to swiftly toss the covers back and carefully positions himself between your legs. He gently lifts Pixie from the bed and places her on the floor where she discovers her cat bed near the window sill and resumes her peaceful sleep.

At this very moment, Harry finds himself surprisingly nervous as he positions himself between your legs. Although he has longed to perform oral sex on you, both this morning and in his countless fantasies, the actual prospect of doing so fills him with apprehension that he may not satisfy you adequately. Additionally, he frets over the possibility of being unable to bring you to orgasm.

Curiosity arose within you as to why Harry was taking such a long time, prompting you to prop yourself up on your elbows. From this viewpoint, you observed him fixating on your bottom half, which was concealed by some skimpy shorts you typically sleep in. However, as soon as he notices your gaze upon him, he swiftly reaches up and tugs at the waistband of your shorts, pulling them down your legs. To his astonishment, you're not wearing any panties which causing Harry to let out a moan upon catching sight of your naked pussy.

Despite the room being enveloped in a soft glow from the television, it remained dimly lit and quiet. Harry couldn't obtain a clear image of your exposed cunt but he could perceive enough to develop a strong liking to it already. However, this attraction isn't solely based on the physical appearance of your vagina, but rather because it's a part of you.

Harry looks up once more to ensure your approval for his actions. With a nod of reassurance from you, he eagerly begins. His mouth envelops your entire pussy, as his tongue moves from your wet entrance to your sensitive clit. The flavor of you on his tongue almost brings him to climax instantly, hands free. This is undoubtedly the best cunt he's ever had. Your skin is incredibly soft and inviting, with only a few short hairs littered around your bikini area from the shave you did two days ago.

As your elbows grow weaker, you find yourself sinking into the comfortable bed below. Harry's tongue skillfully laps up your arousal before focusing on your clit and experimenting with various flicking patterns. Each time his tongue glides over the sensitive nerves, your entire body responds with a powerful jolt of electricity. It's no secret that your clit is extremely sensitive when receiving attention from the right person.

"Oh fuck, Harry. Feels so good." you moan aloud, reaching down to grab onto his curly locks.

You fear he'll tell you not to touch him, but as he briefly moves his mouth away, he commands, "Tug my hair, baby. It feels amazing." Could it be that he just referred to you as 'baby' for the first time? You believe so, and it heightens your arousal even further.

Listening to Harry's wishes, you pull his hair tightly in your fists, causing his face to be nestled against your pussy impossibly closer than before. You begin to move your hips, creating a subtle rocking motion. Although he may feel a slight burning sensation on his scalp due to the intensity of your grip, as he mentioned, he loves the sensation it gives.

A minute more goes by of Harry munching down on your wet pussy when you feel your orgasm nearly bubble over. "I... I'm..." you try to warn but can't even get the words out from how much pleasure you're in. Harry doesn't say a word back, just goes in even harder, more determined to bring you over the edge.

You finally achieve orgasm when he seals his lips around your clit, applying firm and forceful sucks. Your clitoris pulsates within his mouth, causing you to release an animalistic scream as your orgasm sweeps through your body. Your entire body trembles, compelling Harry to firmly hold your hips to keep you in place. He continues sucking on your clit until your orgasm begins to fade and overstimulation sets in.

The hands that once laced in his hair start trying to push his head away. "Har.... Oh God!" you gasp when he gives your tiny nerve a few more kitten licks to make sure he's pulled every ounce of pleasure from you that he can. You lie there trembling from the aftershocks of your orgasm as Harry sits up on his knees, breathing heavy with a glossy mouth.

Eager to know, though the answer should be evident with how you look right now, Harry asks, "So.... was I any good? Did that prove what mood I was in to you?"

You glance forward to see a devilish smile plastered on Harry's face and just know he's proud of himself. Which, he should. You don't think you've ever came so hard in your entire life. "Yes," you heave, "Oh God, yes. I'm...., that was, God. That was the best orgasm I've ever had."

"Yeah? You just tellin' me that to boost my ego or are you tellin' the truth?"

"Harry, I quit literally can't feel my bones right now. They're like jello. No man nor any one of my strongest vibrators have made me come that hard. No wonder the ladies liked you."

With the awareness that it's already very late and he has work the next morning, Harry decides to rise from the bed and make his way to the bathroom in the hallway to fetch a damp cloth. Your exhaustion prevents you from mustering the energy to question his actions. When he returns, you immediately recognize what he has and instinctively close your legs, still experiencing discomfort.

Harry takes a seat on the edge of the mattress and lightly taps your thighs, silently requesting you to open up. Reluctantly, you comply. As you feel the damp cloth glide over your swollen pussy, you try to pull away, but he firmly holds you in place with one hand on your hip bone. "Shh, it's alright," he reassures you in a gentle tone. "I'm just gonna clean you up, and then we can sleep, okay?"

As you lie on the bed, you notice Harry's erection prominently displayed through his black briefs and a pang of guilt washes over you for not pleasuring him. "But.......what about you? You're still hard. I could give you another blowjob or handjob. Whatever you want." Despite the tempting offer, Harry is too exhausted to engage in any additional activities tonight. Prior to this moment, he was on the brink of unconsciousness. Consequently, his drowsy state has returned as the explicit actions have ceased.

"It'll eventually go away, Y/n. I've got work in the mornin' and it's past midnight as is. Plus m'too tired to do anythin' more tonight. But, if I wasn't so tired and didn't have work so early, then you bet your ass I'd take you up on that offer."

Harry finishes cleaning between your legs and helps you slip your shorts back on. He then turns the TV off and crawls back into your bed beside you. Though your limbs are still weak, you manage to slide over until your head rests on his bare chest and your top leg is thrown over his hairy thigh closest to you.

As the moonlight glows through your bedroom window, sleep takes over both of you as the world around becomes quiet. The only sounds that can be heard are Pixie's soft purring from her location on the floor, the steadiness of Harry's heartbeat, and your exhails of breath.

In your dreaming state, you're still excited for the arrival of this upcoming Friday where you eagerly await the moment when your friends will finally have the chance to meet Harry. With high hopes for a successful gathering, you envision a joyous time ahead. Unbeknownst to Harry, the card game planned for the small get-together holds an R rating, implying that it will serve as an opportunity for everyone to bond and deepen their connections without the need for uncomfortable conversations in the future. Plus, mixed with the alcohol, you can't wait to find out some of Harry's dirty secrets.

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Pairings: Casey Novak x Alex Cabot.

Summary: After having some control over Casey, Alex figures out that there is something that she'd like to try, something they had never talked about but her mind was now clouded with thoughts about it.

A/n: *coughs* So...here we are again. I uh...I don't think I have anything to say about this other than I'm...nervous about this one, I tried my best...you guys are insatiable and I love that. So, here is the smut you guys asked for. It's sort of a part 3 of 'Possessive little me', so let's hope you guys like this. A lil smut for the night🫢 If you got any more requests, please send them my way guys, either on my asks box or message me privately! Hope you guys enjoy this, leave comments, hearts, whatever you like and reblog so this gets some love🫶🏻

Part 1. | Part 2.

*not my gif.*

Alex chuckled softly as her eyes landed on Casey’s neck. “I sure hope makeup can cover up enough those marks. We wouldn’t want people to wonder what happened.” She raised her brow teasingly as she walked to unlock the door.

Casey sighed as she shook her head. “Can’t say I mind.” She smirked as she followed Alex.

To say that night had been eventful was an understatement. The next day Casey had put on as much make up as possible and even then, she felt the whole office staring at her, and not only that, but she had court most of the day so she would be running into probably two or three different judges, so she opted for a turtleneck shirt even if it wasn’t that cold. Alex teased her about it endlessly, asking in front of the squad why she had chosen a turtleneck on such a beautiful day and Casey would only stare at her with a defying look. And it wasn’t only the fact that Alex had left marks all over her body, but she was also so sore that she could barely stand in the uncomfortable heels, this little thing that had happened with Lake had given Alex everything to take control over Casey; and in all honesty, she was not complaining.

As in for Alex, after Casey had literally fallen asleep right after they were done, she stayed awake for a little longer, tracing patters in Casey’s naked back, smiling as she watched her sleep. Even after all these years, she was still surprised that someone like Casey would actually love her as much as Casey did. Alex knew Casey would do anything for her, she had her wrapped around her finger just like Casey had Alex wrapped around hers, she couldn’t be happier than she was. And thinking about the past events, she had to admit that she had surprised herself with how in control she had been, and most of all, that Casey had let her, giving up the idea that maybe after all, Casey liked the idea of Alex taking control of her at times, and Alex kept a note in her mind that she’d definitely do it more often.

A few weeks after that, they had both been loaded with cases, barely seeing each other during the day and too tired to do anything once they were home. But today, it seemed to be a calm day for Alex, and she took the opportunity to pay a visit to her girlfriend. She smiled softly as she stood at the door, finding Casey going through some files as she recited some words, most likely she was practicing either a closing or just the case. She knocked softly and her smile widened once green eyes found hers, that beautiful smile on her face as she stared at Alex.

“Hey. I thought I wouldn’t see you today either.” Casey smiled as she stood up, leaving the file on her desk.

Alex closed the door behind her and walked to Casey. “I finished some paperwork and don’t have to be in court yet, so I thought I’d at least see you and steal some kisses before I left.” She smiled softly as she wrapped her arms around Casey’s waist and pulled her against her body, leaning in and kissing her neck softly.

Casey bit her lip softly as she wrapped her arms around Alex’s neck. “You better not leave any marks there again, it was almost painful to have to wear turtlenecks for days.”

Alex chuckled softly as she looked up at Casey, biting her lip. “You should’ve shown them. You looked so hot with all those marks.”

“Oh, I’m sure you loved that.” Casey grinned as she leaned in and captured Alex’s lips in a slow kiss.

Alex sighed softly as her hand traveled up Casey’s back, pulling her impossibly close to her, moaning softly as Casey’s tongue grazed against her bottom lip and soon enough their tongues were fighting for dominance. They were really into the kiss that they didn’t notice the door opening, until they heard someone clearing their throat and both pulled apart, looking at the door and blushing hard as they found none other than Elizabeth Donelly.

“Do I need to give you two some rules? You didn’t have enough fun in high school?” Liz raised her brow as she walked to them, handing Casey a file. “So.” She smirked.

Alex furrowed her brows. “So…what?”

“I heard from a little bird that someone here is possessive. Are you possessive in bed too, Alex?” Liz smirked as she crossed her arms.

Alex blushed even harder as she stared at Liz. “I- uh…why would you-“

“No, I actually lead in bed.” Casey said casually as she looked into the file.

Alex turned to look at Casey and smacked her arm. “Casey!”

Casey chuckled softly as she looked up from the file. “Am I wrong?” She grinned.

“And who was in charge that one time here, huh?” Alex smirked.

Liz stared at the two of them, mouth agape. “I…” she sighed. “…can’t even say I’m surprised.” She shook her head. “But also…can’t say I’m surprised with this new discovery. Looks like what they said about you Casey is true.” She smirked playfully.

Casey turned to look at her confused. “What did they say?”

“Who’s they?” Alex furrowed her brows as she crossed her arms.

“That you’re such a…daddy.” Liz huffed a laugh as she gave Casey a teasing look.

“Daddy? The hell is that?” Casey laughed softly.

“Liz, who’s they?” Alex asked again, completely ignoring what she had said.

“Please, you’re gonna tell you’ve never heard of the term? C’mon, girls! I’m older than you and I already know it.”

“Wait…” Casey chuckled. “So…the kink. They think I’m daddy?” She laughed hard.

Alex still oblivious of the conversation, kept staring at Liz. “Who. Is. They?”

“They do. Heard it once or twice…they’re really into you, Casey.”

“That’s insane. I didn’t even know that was a thing for women.” Casey kept laughing.

“Right? But you’re it, Case. Own it.” Liz winked as she laughed with Casey.

“Who the fuck is they?!” Alex said as she frowned, looking between the two women.

Liz finally stared at Alex with a raised brow, a grin on her face. “The interns, Alexandra. And the squad has mentioned it too.” She huffed a chuckle. “I see why they say you’re all possessive.”

“Only if they knew that I am the daddy of the relationship.” Casey wrapped her arm around Alex’s waist and smirked, a playful stare on her face.

Alex exhales. “I swear you two…” she looked away as she tried to avoid them finding the redness in her cheeks. “You just fed her ego, thanks for that, Liz.” She shook her head as she looked at Casey.

“My pleasure.” Liz grinned as she walked to Casey, whispering in her ear but loud enough for Alex to hear. “Maybe you should give her some, so she calms down a bit, she looks like she needs it.” She smirked before she walked to the door and closes it.

“Jesus, Elizabeth!”

Casey laughs as she walked to the door and locked it, turning around to look at Alex. “I loved Liz’s idea.” She smirked playfully as she slowly walked to Alex.

“You’re insatiable. And a perv.” Alex shook her head as she stared into green eyes.

“You love it.” Casey said softly with a grin on her face, her hands going to Alex’s waist, pulling her impossibly closer to her body, leaning down and kissing Alex’s neck, earning a soft moan from Alex. “That’s what I thought.” She whispered softly as she nibbled and kissed on her pulse point.

“I have court in 15.” Alex breathed out as she bit her lip.

“Enough time for at least two rounds.” Casey smirked as she hopped Alex up in her desk, getting in between her legs.

Alex rolled her eyes playfully. “Cocky.” She grinned.

“What?” Casey laughed darkly. “My baby wants 3?” She raised her brow playfully, her voice huskier than usual.

“Shut up, Case.” Alex shook her head as she took her blazer off. “You have 14 minutes now. So shut up and fuck me.” She smirked.

“Yes, ma’am.” Casey knelt as she slipped her hands under Alex’s skirt to get to her underwear.

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After the cases that were given to Casey, Alex knew that Casey would be stuck in her office for at least another two to three hours, so she opted to go to the supermarket herself and get what they needed for the weekend. As she walked to the mall, she kept looking around at the stores and noted in her mind everything that she needed, and also her mind drifted from time to time to things that she didn’t need at all but still felt the need to buy. It wasn’t until her eyes landed on a particular store that it made her stop in her tracks; a sex shop. Her lips parting as her mind was clouded with not so innocent thoughts. For a moment she stopped and kept thinking if it was a good idea to go inside, she would only look and then leave, and she looked around as if someone was watching her. She then took a deep breath, and walked directly to the store, slowly walking in, and noticing that the store was almost empty, so she wouldn’t feel to embarrassed.

Her eyes wandered around the store, not even sure where she was supposed to go or what her eyes were looking for exactly. She started walking around the store; toys, clothes, lubes, cuffs, lingerie, there was so much that she felt a bit overwhelmed. They had never really talked about the use of toys or even to come to a store like this, they knew how to bring each other to their peak and that had been enough. But now, seeing all of these options, Alex couldn’t help but wonder if Casey would be up to use any of these things. Her eyes landed on a set of lingerie that she so wished that she could buy for Casey, they used these once in a while, to tease each other and it’d end up on the floor soon enough, and then her eyes landed on a particular item; a strap. She bit her lip as she looked at the variety of options and colors, for a moment her mind went to the wonderland and she pictured herself in it while Casey waited in bed for her, legs spread as she waited for Alex to-

“Hi, my name’s Rosie. Can I help you find anything in particular?” Rosie smiled softly.

Alex gulped as she looked at Rosie, suddenly feeling nervous. “I…uh…no. I mean…I’m just…looking.”

Rosie chuckled softly. “First time here?”

Alex huffed a chuckle. “That obvious?”

“No judging. It’s nice that people are opening up more to the idea of using toys and improve in their sex life.” Rosie grinned as she looked at the straps. “Those are good options. Personally…I’d go for that one.” She pointed to a purple one. “The harness won’t hurt you much around your hips, or your partners. It’s comfortable too.”

Alex felt her cheeks getting red as Rosie talked, her eyes on the toy as she bit her lip. “I’ve never…used any of these.”

“Well, people always go for the big things. They are eager. But personally, I’d go for that one. If you don’t actually want to use a strap, there are other options.”

Alex nodded as she gulped again. “I’ll…think about it.”

“You can find me if you do return.” Rosie smirked as she leaned closer. “I promise…you won’t regret it.” She then walked away from Alex.

Alex looked at the toy one last time before she turned and walked out of the store, walking to her destination. But now instead of focusing on the things she needed to buy, her mind was wandering again, and she couldn’t help but bit her lip and uncomfortably walk as she couldn’t stop the thoughts and images that appeared in her mind. She then made a note in her mind of bringing it up in a conversation.

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“Hey baby?”

Alex looked up from her laptop. “Yeah?”

“You forgot to buy some stuff for tomorrow’s dinner.” Casey said softly as she walked into the living room, raising her brow as she looked at Alex.

Alex sighed softly. “I’m sorry, I must have thought that I got everything, and I didn’t double check. I can buy them before I come home.”

Casey squinted her eyes as she looked at Alex. “You okay?” She walked to the couch and sat down beside Alex, leaning in to kiss her cheek.

Alex sighed again as she placed her laptop beside her, turning to look at Casey. “I might have been distracted when I went to the mall.” She bit her lip softly.

“Oh? By what?”

“Uh…” Alex looked down at her hands and fidgeting with her finger.

“I take it that it wasn’t by a piece of clothing.” Casey raised her brow. “C’mon baby, don’t get shy on me.”

“I went into a sex shop.” Alex snapped as she turned to look at Casey.

“Oh.”

“Exactly.”

Casey chuckled softly. “Why is that a bad thing? You saw something you liked?” She then paused. “Wait…you did. What was it?”

“Would you be up for toys? Like…I mean we use lingerie. But…we never talked about toys.”

Casey grinned. “I wouldn’t mind. If you’re up for it…I’m in.”

Alex smirked. “Really?”

Casey nodded. “Really.” She smiled softly and leaned in to peck her lips.

Alex bit her lip softly and leaned in this time to kiss Casey’s neck softly. “Good to know, I’ll keep that in mind.”

Casey bit her lip softly. “So, you not gonna tell me what you saw?”

Alex shook her head. “Nope. Not for now, at least.”

Casey rolled her eyes playfully. “Okay. Fair enough. Now, get your pretty ass up and let’s have dinner.” She stood up and extended her hand for Alex.

Casey was suddenly curious and got an idea of what it could possible be that Alex saw at the store, but she also knew that if she kept pushing, Alex would end up overthinking if it was a good idea, so she let the idea slip. They had never talked about using toys, which was true, Casey had always found some pleasure in using her mouth on Alex, and Alex was perfect with her fingers, and also her mouth; they both learned what they liked, and they learned how to please each other, so that was enough for them. But the idea of adding toys…any toys, it didn’t matter…she was excited about it.

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Casey closed the door behind her and literally kicked her heels off, along with her briefcase and her coat, not even caring where they landed. She walked around the apartment trying to find Alex, but the lights were out, except for their bedroom. Casey had told Alex that she’d be busy in court all day, and that she might get home a little late; it had seemed like Casey told Alex ‘baby, I’ll be all day in court, please send me teasing texts and don’t stop’. Casey’s phone was blasting with messages all day, no stopping. It was either messages or pictures that she accidentally opened during her short breaks. She didn’t blame her, Casey had done it before, Alex came back home and took her revenge, and now…it was Casey’s turn. Casey walked inside their bedroom and raised her brow as she found Alex in bed, a playful smirk on her face.

“Thought you’d be home late.” Alex smirked.

“I so happened to finish early.” Casey said in a low voice, almost whispering, taking in the appearance of Alex who had her robe on, and Casey was pretty sure that she either had a set of lingerie or she was completely naked.

Alex hummed. “Good for you.” She smirked. “Got my messages?”

“If this was your revenge…I can’t say I didn’t deserve it. But baby…” Casey exhaled. “…I almost got scolded by Petrovsky, I couldn’t take the images off my mind.” She wetted her lips as she stared into blue eyes.

Alex took off her glasses and placed them on the nightstand, crawling to where Casey stood at the end of the bed. “Oops?”

“Oops? Really?” Casey huffed a chuckle. “You got me all wet for the entire day.”

“Can I get a taste?” Alex smirked as she sat on her knees and pulled Casey’s by her pants, her hands going up Casey’s body.

“Wouldn’t you like that?” Casey smirked as her hands went to Alex’s middle, undoing the tie of the robe and opening it slowly, her eyes darting down, almost moaning at the sigh, her pupils dilatating. “I was hoping you’d use this one. You always look so hot in it.” She licked her lips slowly as she pushed the robe off her body.

“Thought you might like it.” Alex bit her lip as Casey’s hand landed on her hips, pulling Alex close to her body. She looked down and started unbuttoning Casey’s shirt slowly. “So…you didn’t answer me…can I get a taste?” She looked back up at Casey as she smirked, pushing the shirt down and throwing it to the floor.

Casey raised her brow as one of her hands traveled up Alex’s body, landing right between her boobs. “I first want to get a taste.” She grinned as her hands moved to Alex’s back to remove her bra slowly, throwing it to the floor and leaning down to move Alex’s hair back, kissing her bare shoulder.

Alex bit her lip as she tilted her head, giving Casey more access to kiss her. “Case…”

Casey grinned softly as she pulled away enough to get rid of her shirt. “Yes?”

“Just fuck me already.” Alex breathed out as she laid back down in bed, biting her lip as she stared at Casey.

Casey smirked and also got rid of her pants, staying only in her underwear as she crawled the bed, getting on top of Alex and leaning down to kiss her lips softly, but soon enough, the kiss became heated and messy. Alex’s hand moved to Casey’s hair and pulling her closer to her, her legs wrapping around Casey’s waist to pull her against her body and moaned when Casey started grinding on her. Casey’s tongue moved against Alex’s, both women enjoying every second of the kiss. Casey then pulled away and moved her lips down Alex’s jawline, kissing down her neck, licking and nibbling wherever her lips landed. Alex thrusted into Casey and moaned as Casey kept nibbling and licking on her neck, loving the feelings of her lips and tongue on her skin, the wetness between her legs growing even more.

Casey’s hand traveled down Alex’s body and played with the waistband, soon after moving right between Alex’s legs feeling the growing wet spot in her underwear and smirking as she licked her collarbone. “All this for me? Can’t wait to taste you.” She softly bit her shoulder, earning a whine mixed with a moan.

“Casey…I need you now.” Alex bit her lip softly as she looked at Casey.

“Getting there baby.” Casey returned to her lips and kissed her softly, her tongue diving into Alex’s mouth for a second before she pulled away and started kissing down her body.

Alex threw her head back as she felt Casey’s lips on her skin, stopping at her boobs to give her nipples some attention, licking and sucking while her hands worked on getting rid of Alex’s underwear. Casey looked down and smirked as she moved to completely remove it, throwing it to the floor. Her mouth watered at the sight of Alex completely naked, biting her lip at the sight of her glistening cunt. Casey returned her kisses to Alex’s body while her hands caressed her thighs, spreading her legs as she moved down. She kissed just above her clit and then moved to her thighs, giving open mouth kisses, looking up through her eyelashes to see Alex’s reaction. Casey softly bit the inside of her thigh and licking it to soothe the string as Alex groaned softly, her eyes never leaving Casey’s.

“Have I ever told you that I love the way you look like this?” Casey licked the inside of her thigh and smirked as Alex moaned softly.

“Case, please.” Alex moaned softly.

“As you wish, princess.” Casey smirked as she licked a stripe through her folds, earning a loud moan from Alex.

Alex’s hands went to Casey’s hair and pulled her closer, looking down at her and biting her lip, trying to swallow back her moans but her lips parting when Casey kept licking up and down. Casey attacked her pussy, moaning against it as Alex kept moaning her name and her grip on her hair tightened. Casey started teasing her entrance, spreading her wetness, making a mess in her lips. Soon after, her tongue slid inside her, making Alex grind her hips deeper, riding Casey’s face. The taste, the grinding, Alex’s moans, were literally making Casey feel hotter than she already was, her arms wrapping around Alex’s thighs to keep her in place.

It wasn’t long until Casey felt Alex’s grip tightening again, and that was when Casey slid in two fingers, making Alex’s back arche, moaning louder than before. Casey’s tongue spread more of her wetness until her tongue met Alex’s clit, wrapping her lips around it, and sucking it harshly as she kept pumping fast into Alex. Soon after, Alex pulled Casey impossibly closer to her, almost suffocating Casey as she kept her in place as she came, Casey helping her through it. Casey licked and swallowed every single drop, slowly taking her fingers out, she moved to kiss her thighs softly and then kissed her way up Alex who was a panting mess.

Casey grinned softly as she parted Alex’s lips with her soaked fingers, Alex wrapping her lips around it and sucking them clean, making Casey moan. “You were so good…so hot.” She smirked as she took them out and kissed Alex, their tongues dancing together.

Alex moaned against her lips and almost whined as Casey pulled away. She panted softly as Casey kissed her shoulder and then her neck, leaving soft kisses. Alex smiled softly. “I should tease you more often.” She chuckled.

“Only if you want to be punished next time. This time I was just eager to eat you out.” Casey grinned as she kissed Alex’s lips.

Alex moaned softly and then pulled away, biting her lip. “I got something.” She looked into green eyes nervously.

Casey raised her brow softly. “Oh?”

Alex took a deep breath and pushed Casey softly off her, getting up from the bed and looking into a bag that she left beside the bed. Casey furrowed her brows as she stared at every move that Alex made as she sat in bed, a little confused when she went into the bathroom. When Alex turned around, Casey’s lips parted in surprise, a gasp leaving her lips as she noticed the strap. Alex grinned softly at Casey’s reaction, thinking that maybe after all it hadn’t been a bad idea.

“I uh…I went back to the store today. I decided to buy it, but if you don’t want to try it, I completely-“

“I do.” Casey snapped.

Alex was a little taken aback by the quick response, staring at Casey as a grin appeared on her face. “You do?”

Casey looked up at Alex’s eyes, wetting her lips slowly as she nodded. “You know how hot you look? Like…you’re hot, always but…god, Alex. I want you to fuck me so badly.”

Alex smirked softly, tilting her head. “Get up…and take the rest of your clothes off.” Her voice suddenly became raspy as she stared at Casey.

Casey’s pupils dilated even more as she heard Alex, getting up and taking off her bra and underwear, never taking her eyes away from Alex. Alex slowly walking to bed and sitting down, leaning her back against the headboard, her eyes roaming down Casey’s body as she bit her lip. The idea of having total control, of Casey listening to her and obeying was driving her crazy. Casey finally crawled to bed and raised her brow curiously, wondering what was going to happen next, feeling her body shivering in anticipation.

Alex ran her fingers through Casey’s hair, her hand grabbing a handful of hair and pulling Casey’s face to her, making her gasp softly. “I want you to ride me.” She whispered softly as she kissed Casey’s lips.

Casey moaned softly against her lips and nodded, pulling away slowly. She moved slowly to Alex’s lap but was stopping by Alex’s hand on her hips, one of her hands moving between Casey’s hand, making her gasp softly and grind on Alex’s hand as she moved her fingers in Casey’s heat, spreading the wetness. Alex chuckled softly and leaned in to kiss Casey’s neck.

“All this for me? And I haven’t even touched you.” Alex whispered as she kissed her way up Casey’s ear, nibbling her earlobe. “I don’t even think we’ll need the lube.”

At her words, Casey moaned and threw her head back. “Please.” She breathed out softly.

“Please what, Case?” Alex grinned.

“Please…fuck me.” Casey looked down at Alex as she bit her lip.

Alex chuckled darkly as she nodded. “As you wish.” She whispered with a playful grin on her face, repeating Casey’s words from earlier.

Alex brought her fingers to her mouth and licked them clean before she grabbed the plastic cock and pulled Casey down, enough for Alex to start rubbing the toy in her wetness. Casey moaned a little louder as she felt the toy in her entrance, grinding her hips softly, making Alex chuckle darkly again as she saw how eager she was to have the toy inside her. Alex finally placed the toy in Casey’s entrance and started pulling her down, her lips parting at the sight of the toy disappearing, Casey throwing her head back and moaning loudly, her hands going to Alex’s shoulder to steady herself as she fully sat down in Alex’s lap.

“Good?” Alex asked softly as she looked up at Casey.

Casey nodded softly as she looked down at Alex, a whimper leaving her lips. “Yes.” She breathed out.

Alex nodded softly and started moving her hips up and down, Casey feeling the toy moving inside of her, Alex’s name leaving her mouth in whimpers as she started moving. Alex leaned in and started kissing Casey’s neck and nibbling, one of her hands going to Casey’s back to pull her close to her body. The sounds that left Casey’s mouth were music to her ears, feeling every thrust that Casey made only made her want more. At some point, Casey’s started moving at a certain rhythm that the end of the toy started hitting Alex’s clit, making her moan and gasp softly at the feeling. Alex’s lips wrapped around Casey’s nipple, sucking it softly and twirling her tongue around it, one of Casey’s hands going to Alex’s hair to pull her closer to her, turning her on even more at the feeling of her mouth on her.

“You’re doing so well, baby.” Alex’s voice became raspier, full of lust and need as she matched the pace of Casey’s thrusts.

Casey moaned louder and tightened her grip on both Alex’s hair and shoulder. “Alex…I-I’m gonna…” her breath became heavy as she spoke, unable to finish her sentence.

Alex nibbled on Casey’s neck, her arm wrapping around Casey’s waist to hold her in place as they both thrusted their hips. “Come for me, my love…” She breathed out as she felt herself closer too.

Casey leaned her head down to kiss Alex, the kiss was messy and sloppy as they both moaned, coming together in synchrony, breathing heavily against each other’s lips. Casey wrapped her arms around Alex’s shoulders to pulled her close to her, her chest rising up and down as she tried to catch her breath, her whole body shivering as she came down from her orgasm, Alex still moved slowly to help Casey ride down her orgasm. She huffed a chuckle as she looked into green eyes, one of her hands going to Casey’s face to move some of the hairs that were sticking to her sweaty forehead, softly caressing her cheek as she pulled her down to kiss her lips softly.

“Such a good girl.” Alex smirked as she kissed her jaw and down her neck.

Casey panted as she looked at Alex. “That was…good choice.” She huffed a laugh as she placed her hands on Alex’s neck to bring their lips back together.

Alex bit her lip. “I think you have one more in you.” She whispered softly.

Casey’s heart skipped a beat as she looked into ocean blue eyes, a grin forming in her face. “Maybe so.” She bit her lip.

Alex smirked and in a quick move, she had Casey lying down in bed and Alex was now on top of her. She leaned down to kiss her lips passionately, swiping her tongue against Casey’s bottom lip, Casey rapidly giving her access and moaning as their tongues brushed against each other’s. When air became an issue, they pulled away and Alex’s lips soon found Casey’s neck, licking her way down until she got to her collarbone. She pulled away enough to look down at the toy, rubbing it against Casey’s pussy in a slow motion, soon after, she inched it slowly into Casey, grinning softly as Casey’s mouth fell open and a loud moan came out of her.

Alex started moving her hips slowly at first creating a steady rhythm and with each thrust, Casey moaned even more, pulling Alex down to kiss her again. The kiss was once again messy, Alex swallowing Casey’s moans as she moved faster, Casey could feel her walls clenching around the toy as Alex thrusted deeper, soon finding her g-spot. Casey gasped loudly as her nails slowly scratching their way down Alex’s back.

“A-Alex…oh god…I’m gonna…I’m so c-close…” Casey moaned as she wrapped her legs around Alex’s waist.

“Go ahead, baby. I wanna hear you.” Alex kissed her way down Casey’s neck and bit in between her neck and shoulder.

“Fuck!” Casey moaned loudly as she felt once again her orgasm hitting, trying to keep Alex in place.

Alex moved slowly to help Casey ride down her second orgasm, peppering her neck with kisses, licking the bite that she had just made. She moved up to kiss her cheek and then her lips softly. She smiled softly as Casey breathed heavily, kissing her nose and her sweaty forehead. Casey opened her eyes to look up at Alex, panting softly as her hand went to Alex’s cheek, moving her hair away and bringing her down for a kiss. Their lips moved slowly against each other, the kiss being tender and full of love.

Alex smiled softly. “You okay?”

Casey nodded softly as she smiled, still panting. “I am…just…don’t move yet.” She huffed a chuckle. “Feels nice.”

Alex grinned softly as she kissed her nose. “Tell me when.”

They stayed like that for a few more minutes until Casey told Alex that it was okay to move, groaning softly as she lost the feeling of the toy inside her. Alex took off the harness and placed it on the night stand, thinking that she’d take care of it later. She moved to the empty side of the bed and pulled Casey to her, wrapping her arms around her as she kissed her head softly, Casey sighing happily as she laid her hand on Alex’s chest, but not before she kissed her neck softly.

Alex smirked as she chuckled. “So…who’s the daddy now?”

Casey slapped Alex’s arm as she laughed. “Fuck you.” She said between laughs.

“Oh, you wanna go for a third round? Insatiable, baby.” Alex playfully said as she laughed.

Casey shook her head as she looked up at Alex. “That was great. But you gotta let me rest, Cabot.” She then nibbled on her lip as her hand caressed Alex’s chest. “I also wanna try it.” She smirked.

“You’ll have your turn.” Alex chuckled as she leaned down to kiss her lips softly.

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battinson! bruce wayne x f! reader

chapter fifteen

Summary: After the sudden deaths of her mother and grandmother, y/n is forced to return home to Gotham…and to the man who broke her heart three years ago. Back in Bruce Wayne’s inescapable orbit, she vows to get to the bottom of her former best friend’s new cold personality. But Bruce’s secrets aren’t what she’s expecting.

a/n: Will I remain posting regularly? That remains to be seen by everyone, myself included....Because every single time I say something, I end up accidentally not posting for weeks. Anyways, enjoy!

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Two nights later, all Bruce could think about was that Alfred had been right. 

He should have told y/n the truth while he had the chance.

“Where are you going?” 

A full day had passed since y/n found the picture in the elevator, and she half-expected Bruce’s voice to be a dream when she turned around. She hadn’t slept much, except for a brief few hours where her body literally had shut down and forced her into unconsciousness. Fear was her constant companion, but now, when she turned to see Bruce standing behind her with his arms crossed, anger cut through the fog of fear like a spear of flame. 

She mirrored his stance and crossed her own arms. “I’m going to let it slide since we’re all stressed, but try to boss me around again and see what happens.” 

Both of their jaws were clenched tightly shut. 

Bruce’s eyes narrowed. She could practically hear the words come out of his mouth, That’s not an answer. 

“I asked Gordon to come up,” she finally said, caving, though the anger still simmered below the surface. The nerve that Bruce Wayne had to barely be home, to barely care about her, and still try to boss her around all the same. She was this close to punching him in the face or pushing him down the stairs. Or maybe she would pour ice cubes in his bed next time he was asleep. “And if you’re going to bother me every single time I’m next to the fucking elevator, think again.”

Bruce relaxed marginally, completely ignoring her barbed comment–which was probably for the best. She had no energy left to really fight, anyways. 

Most of that energy had gone towards a preliminary article she had just submitted about the Gallo family. She hadn’t released any details about her involvement with them, merely reporting the fact that they were trying to make a move on Gotham. 

She had debated doing the article at all. Was it better to pretend like nothing was happening? Was it better to keep her head down and wait for it to resolve itself, whether because of Gordon and the Batman or through the Gallos finally getting to her? 

But then she realized that the people of Gotham deserved the truth, or at least as much of it she could get away with. She was already a target, but she didn’t need everyone else knowing that. 

So she had simply decided to send an article to print that Gotham was on the brink of another mob takeover, just like all of the business with Falcone and Maroni and everyone else who had corrupted their city. 

If only half of the city shared her views, y/n knew that they wouldn’t be happy with someone else trying to worm their way into their city. Gotham might be a shithole, but it was their shithole. 

The moment she had hit send, it had hit her. 

She didn’t want to be a sitting duck. She wanted to do something about it. She wanted those bastards gone. She wanted the work Bella Real and the Batman and cops like Gordon had done in the last year to stick–or at least have the chance of doing so. 

She had called Gordon, told him she wanted to talk over some things, that she needed company anyways. 

And now there she was, staring down the man who had broken her heart, waiting on Gordon to arrive on the elevator behind her. 

“Gordon and I are going to have a private conversation,” she said pointedly as the elevator doors slid open behind her. 

“Y/n,” Gordon said in greeting, but she still didn’t turn around. She and Bruce were still in the middle of their standoff. “Mr. Wayne. Good to see you again, at least under more…normal circumstances than last time.” 

She raised an eyebrow at Bruce. She could tell he wanted to argue, wanted to stick around and stick his nose even further into her business. But after a long silence, he inclined his head and said, “Detective,” before turning and disappearing back the way he had come. 

Once Bruce was safely out of earshot, she gave Gordon her full attention and said what had been on her mind the past couple of hours. Or, if she was being completely honest, the past several days.

“I want you to use me as bait, and I don’t want you to argue about it. I want you to help me actually figure out how to get rid of these motherfuckers.” She crossed her arms again for good measure.  

Gordon sighed, long and loud. She expected an argument or a lecture or a combination of the two. But instead, all he said was, “We better bring our other friend into this discussion.” 

–

“Absolutely not,” was the very first thing the Batman said when she laid out her plan. 

“Yeah, well, as I like to point out to certain other people in my life, you’re not the boss of me. I’m going to do something stupid with or without your help, because I am fucking sick of this. Alright? I can’t live like this.” She shivered as a particularly brutal gust of wind cut through her. 

They were on top of the signal tower. She and Gordon had decided together that it was easier to smuggle her out than it would be to smuggle Batman in. Besides, she didn’t want those two parts of her life mixing. God forbid Bruce find out what she was up to. She was arguing with him enough already. 

Not to mention the fact that she didn’t want to disappoint Alfred, or cause him any more stress than she already had. 

The smuggling had taken a willing female detective–a nice woman in her late thirties name Lori Ayers–trading places with y/n. They were relatively the same height and build luckily enough, and Detective Ayers was already assigned to the security on Wayne Tower. An outfit switch, a fake detective badge, and lots of praying later, and there they were. Y/n had asked Gordon and Ayers if she could have a gun, but both of them had practically shouted no in her face. 

Gordon held up his hands, ever the peacekeeper. “Listen, man, I’m not saying we should put her in any unnecessary danger, but–” 

“The whole idea is unnecessary danger!” The Batman cut in. His voice echoed in the darkness of the night around them. 

Gordon continued as if he hadn’t spoken. “–but all I’m saying is that we aren’t any closer to catching these guys. None of us are. So if we can do something we know will draw them out…why not do it?” Gordon gave her a wry look. “And, like she said, it’s probably better to have us for backup before she does anything stupid on her own.” 

Y/n gave Batman a triumphant look as if to say See? I’m right. 

She studied him while he worked his jaw in annoyance. Was he sick of looking out for her? Because she was certainly sick of needing to be looked out for. She wanted to end it. 

“Fine,” he said, the word a growl he spat out. She tried to resist pumping her fist in the air, she really did. He gave her a Look with a capital L that had her lowering it immediately. “But let me just–let me follow this last lead, alright? If it doesn’t pan out, we’ll make a plan. Give me tonight before you do anything stupid.” 

She nodded eagerly. “Great, fine. I needed to get out of the house anyway.” Gordon was also giving her a Look. “What?” she said a bit defensively. 

“You’re awfully upbeat for someone who wants to offer herself up for bait to the mob.” He raised one dark eyebrow above the frames of his glasses. 

She shrugged. “Well, I have cabin fever, so this helped my mood immensely. Plus, the end is in sight. It’s about to be over, one way or another.” 

Later, when she thought back to that moment, she would wonder if she had jinxed it. Or maybe she was simply jinxed all along, one thing leading to another, leading to its inevitable end. Leading to the only possible way it could play out. Her luck, ever since stepping foot back in Gotham–and even before then, ever since Alfred had knocked on her apartment door–had been nonexistent. 

“One last lead,” Batman repeated, holding her gaze steadily for once. Something ran through her like an electric current at that look. Like he was trying to tell her something. 

“One last lead,” she said, crossing her heart for good measure. “I promise I’ll be good.” 

Gordon chuckled like he didn’t quite believe her. “Alright, let’s get back.” 

“I’ll follow you,” Batman said, interrupting her thoughts of how she was going to get Gordon to sneak her past Bruce and Alfred both. She hadn’t told either of them she was leaving, and she didn’t want to think about what they would say to her if they found out. It would only make her life that much harder. 

Her ride back with Gordon was mostly quiet. 

“Where did you get this fake badge anyways?” she asked when Wayne Tower’s doors finally came into view. She toyed with it, noting all the ways it looked like the real deal. Maybe she could hold onto it…just in case. 

“Confiscated it from a kid caught forging all kinds of stuff, including badges she used to get classified materials.” 

She. Interesting. Sounded like somebody y/n would like to hang out with. 

She didn’t say any of that out loud, however. All she did was hum and put the badge back on her belt. 

“And no, I won’t give you her name,” Gordon said. Their eyes met and they both laughed in tandem. 

“Fine, fine. I might be able to find it on my own anyway.” She winked. 

They parked in an alley where Gordon or the other detectives on stakeout duty usually parked. As they stepped out into the cold air, Gordon’s phone rang. 

“Just a second,” he said, stepping further towards the mouth of the alley. “I have to take this. Don’t move.” He pointed at threatening finger at her. She held up both hands in surrender. 

He needn’t have worried–the sound of an approaching motorcycle reached her ears as Batman pulled into the alley behind them. The noise reverberated off of the building walls for a moment before abruptly shutting off. Gordon locked eyes with him, inclined his head, and then answered the phone while striding towards the street ahead. 

“So,” she said casually to Batman as he stood broodily in the shadows. “Think I could have been a detective in another life?” She struck a little pose in her smart, borrowed business suit and trench coat, imagining the fake badge glinting in the low light. 

Batman made a noise that could have been a scoff or a laugh. “Sure, except you would have been fired for repeatedly breaking the rules. And laws.” 

She laughed delightedly. “You’re probably right.” She definitely had chosen the only profession that suited her nosiness and penchant for getting into trouble, something Bruce had pointed out years ago. 

“I’m definitely right.” 

They were closer together than she expected, the toes of their shoes almost touching. She wasn’t sure how that had happened. It was if they had both been drawn in by the other’s gravity, invisible and inevitable. He stared down at her for a moment before, of course, turning his face away. 

“There you go again,” she murmured as she memorized the line of his jaw. “Scared to look me in the eyes.” She reached out and poked his stubbled cheek gently. He froze, but didn’t make a move to step away. 

“I’m scared for you,” he said in an equally soft voice that sent shivers over her skin. “I don’t want you to have to offer yourself up. I don’t like thinking that I might not be able to keep you safe.” 

Y/n felt each of his words sink into her like rocks in a deep lake, sinking down and down and down until they settled at the bottom, heavy in her stomach. She was staring up at him now, their breath mingling, and he was finally, finally looking back. 

She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. 

Instead, she did the next best thing. 

She stretched up onto her toes and kissed him. 

He went so still she immediately knew she had overstepped–and had overstepped badly. She quickly pulled away, face on fire, eyes straining to find anything to look at other than the rejection in his eyes. Stupid, that was so stupid. Just because he wanted her safe didn’t mean that he wanted her to kiss him. 

But before she got too far, his gloved hand caught her arm and tugged her closer. And then he was kissing her.

She inhaled deeply, her stomach doing somersaults in a way it had never done before. She was flying above Wayne Tower yet still somehow firmly rooted to the ground. It was like she could finally breathe again and yet somehow she was gasping for breath. His lips were gentle. One of his hands cupped her elbow while the other splayed across her upper back. She wished he had his gloves off, like that moment in another alley on another night. She wanted to feel his skin against hers. 

Then he was gone, a full step away. 

She couldn’t help it–her fingers traced her lips in a daze. 

They were staring at each other, both breathing slightly heavier than they had been before. 

“Alright, let’s go,” Gordon called from behind her somewhere. She couldn’t bring it within herself to care if he had seen or not. Her and the Batman were still staring at each other, in their own world, a seismic shift between them. 

“Goodnight,” she said, her voice low and raspy with want. 

“Be safe,” was all the Batman said as he watched her go. 

Gordon didn’t look at her like he had just seen them kissing, but she felt as if it were written all over her face. 

“Crime never sleeps,” he said to her as they walked the short distance to the doors. His head was constantly swiveling, searching for danger, and she knew a certain vigilante was watching from the shadows as well. 

Her entire body was electric, every nerve ending on fire, heat settling in her face and chest and lower, too. 

For once, she wasn’t wondering about who the Batman was. Her mind had been rendered totally blank by one kiss. She wasn’t even thinking about how he wasn’t Bruce Wayne, like every other kiss of her life. 

Instead it simply felt…right. 

She blinked and they were somehow inside. 

“Blake, can you escort Detective Ayers upstairs? I have to go to a crime scene.” Gordon gave Blake a long, searching look. Y/n knew that the moment the security guard looked up, he would recognize her. 

Sure enough, he did. His face did something complicated before he realized what Gordon said and stammered out, “S-sure. This way, Detective, um, Ayers.” He hit something on the computer keyboard, scrambling, having to hit whatever button it was a second time. 

“See you later,” Gordon said to her, the words full of meaning. 

She turned towards him and nodded. “Goodnight.” 

It felt stupid, pretending to be someone else in the lobby of her home, but they still didn’t know who had breached security two nights earlier. She knew it was better to be safe than sorry, but Blake knew who she was. What was to stop whoever worked for the Gallos from recognizing her as well? She imagined their pub, Maverick’s, covered in hundreds of stalkery photos of her. 

Gordon waved over his shoulder as she and Blake stepped into the elevator. As soon as the doors slid closed, y/n relaxed a bit. Everything was almost over. 

And she had kissed the Batman.

A smile grew on her face before she could stop it. 

When she glanced up, Blake was watching her. 

His upper lip and his hairline were beaded with sweat and he was much paler than normal. 

“Are you okay?” she asked, wondering if maybe he was sick. Something in her gut shivered with warning. 

“I’m so sorry–” he said, the words choked. “I’m so sorry. They have my sister.” 

That’s when she saw the glint of a needle in his hand.

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[hella1975]

the closest ill ever get to being a pick me girl is the joy that fills me when the chefs at work so clearly favouritise me. like im there nicely cleaned up in my smart-casual uniform just a 20 year old waitress smiling my customer service smile and behind me spawns Scary Dog Privilege 10x in the form of several burly middle-aged chefs at least three of which have criminal records and would all stick a bread knife in someone for bothering me

#like it's really funny bc i worked HARD with back of house bc i knew my job would be significantly easier if they liked me #(it speeds your orders through. you can ask for things without being told to fuck off during a rush. they'll get you food on shift etc) #and also there's a stereotype especially in fancier places where floor staff look down on kitchen staff and i think that's shitty #so i was always going to be try with them and be nice but ALSO when i first started my job it was in a peak era so while these days #we're struggling a lot and have had to employ a lot of college kids that dont know what they're doing #when i joined it was all private school girls that would swan about the place very snootily. so the divide between front and back of hosue #was INTENSE when i joined. and there i was a little state school girlie and the chefs immediately recognised that #and took me under their wing. so even though the class angle doesnt exist so much anymore and theres majority state schoolers #im still very much in with the chefs in a way not many of the other floor staff are. and there's also the fact im not scared of them #like chefs ARE rude and a lot of them DONT like or even respect floor staff but i will GLADLY tell them to fuck off if i think it necessary #and that's a language they understand like ironically there's one chef that doesnt get on with ANY of the waitresses #(i talked about him on another post he's the soup one) but he likes me bc when he tried that rude dismissive act i told him to shove it #and now the other waitresses literally SEND ME TO TALK TO HIM when they have questions/want something bc they know he'll listen to me #and me and the head chef are besties and the one kp will talk OVER THE OTHER WAITRESSES' heads and completely blank them #so she can talk to me and it's all just really funny bc the kitchen staff LOVE me and that's not even me being arrogant #it's like a known thing at work that they love me and im just. a 20 year old 5'2 waitress with my little pearl necklace and blouse #and some tattooed ginger mohawked 6ft chef is there getting angry for me when i come in complaining about a table #or the kp that is literally on probation will give me a sticky toffee pudding and tell everyone to leave me the fuck alone LMAO #hella slaves to capitalism

[bibiana112]

Kinda weird question- do you have any links to people talking about Mira from ZTD and ableist stereotypes? I mentioned that I was uncomfortable with her portrayal but kinda fumbled it and made some other ND people in chat uncomfortable. I searched for various keyword combinations but most of what I'm finding is like "and not to mention the ableism with Mira" and doesn't elaborate lol.

Not weird at all! And uh, you see, there's a recent post I made where what I complain about is the very fact I've never seen anyone post too in-depth about her at all, I'd love to see posts that do elaborate on that but I do not have any that I know of right now, sorry :/ hopefully someone else who sees this can point to one? Okay!! After some tag searches I have found exactly one post who kind of gets into it I like this take still would love to see. more than just one but hooray

And like though I complain I couldn't elaborate much on it myself I don't think, I believe most of the posts people make about Saito from aitsf would apply since it's a different uchikoshi take on the very same trope of "emotionless characters who cannot function without killing others" I guess he's a worse portrayal though since she's at least not stated to get reward brain chemicals when killing people and I guess her case also has the added layer of "femme fatale" to it? Which either makes it less bad or worse depending on where you approach it from As I said I am not doing a good job of being coherent on this oh and also there's her being "redeemed" and "cured" in the epilogue which in on itself is kinda not great to imply it just goes away like that and honestly I personally don't even buy it I think she'd just be like oh okay Akane over here has like a thousand reasons to hate me after all that oh and what's that she's the leader of a super wealthy underground organization who's organized one of these death traps before yeah no I'm better off going to prison I'll be fine there lmao bye

But I'll say as an autistic person with relatively low empathy I usually see a character who just doesn't understand other people's feelings and wants to feel them too and is just trying to survive despite getting no help and I just kinda go hm. yeah. shout-out to roxas kingdom hearts shout out to mary from ib shout out that's why I started hyperfixating on media art helps me with understanding others a great lot and Mira is just in a story too badly executed for me to care or even begin to wrap my head around tbh like god she's so fucking terribly used as a plot device in every conceivable way that it makes it difficult to see past it and into what she could possibly be if it weren't for the stereotype of equalling low empathy with no compassion what's with her killing off screen in ways that wildly deviate from her stated m.o? why or how was she even in cahoots with Zero why was that a thing? Honestly her dynamic with Sean could have been better fleshed out could have done something interesting about robot child and his aspd big sis but we just kind of don't get any attention brought to the subject of emotions and the authenticity there of except for the "reveal"...

YOU KNOW WHAT that's probably one huge reason it feels so fucked up actually! Like the whole fucking game is written so you could experience it in whatever order you want and therefore Mira being a serial killer at all is something that though not very well hidden it also cannot be a topic of discussion or explored Ever ever because the player may not have seen the fragment where that is revealed yet- problem being the menu design of that game sucks so bad and practically everyone gravitates towards the same few more interesting looking thumbnails first and then the rest is kinda just there, I mean that is part of the reason A Lot of characters feel half-baked I think but also I think it definitely does impact perception of her character specifically probably The Most and then there's just the general not being given nuance not being able to see the minutiae of how that disorder manifests in her character aside from the killings about how she acts aside from being overly flirty trying to lure in Eric but that affects pretty much all of the new cast we don't have last names and in her case we barely have any backstory at all like Saito is a harmful stereotype sure but we get So Much Context for him that people still love talking about him and delving into different aspects of his life since we have that very well telegraphed in the narrative meanwhile for Mira all we can do is fill in the blanks guesswork that only highlights the worst aspects of the surface level portrayal we got and ultimately that people just don't care enough to dissect because there isn't much there character wise once you remove it

#oh to be miraposting on a sunday evening instead of catching up on schoolwork #I love how you can see the exact moment while writing this that I had a brain blast akdhks #me: sorry I can't elaborate also me: types out. three paragraphs #also if you're comfortable with that I'm curious what you could have possibly said that it'd be considered fumbling #dms are open if you send it into an ask I'll answer privately and again only if you want to share #cause like I want to see different perspectives on this so bad even if they're not eloquent #especially since it's not really something that ever got to me much? but that I can kinda see why it'd be upsetting #my suspension of disbelief is just too tanked for it to get an emotional reaction of me especially with the rest of the cast for contrast #I'm too busy being annoyed at everyone else's portrayal in that game not to mention idk it feels like #like schlocky hollywood no thoughts character archetype go brr type ableism #not the really insidious woven into the narrative stuff that I usually want to rant about cough cough youtube video I'll probably never mak #like pretty sure it's stated somewhere that the idea for her character was uchikoshi going hm. there's been femme fatales in these games #but none of them have been Really “Fatale” you know? he literally just wanted the big booba character to also be the stabby character #zero escape #ztd #mira ztd #if this should be under a readmore. let me know #zero escape spoilers

[star--anon]

How do you tell when you talk about traditionally romantic things in a platonic context way too much?

Are there any ways to tell that I talk too much about platonic relationships?

Because I just got kicked out of a server for “fetishizing friendships and aromantics” and I’m wondering if maybe that could be a sign?

#vent #just for context it’s a strictly sfw server and also I’m not out as aroace bc idk how supportive they are of that #it seems like they’re pretty supportive considering they kicked me out for fetishizing them #so that’s nice #there’s silver linings to everything #also I could totally appeal this but I don’t wanna #turns out a bunch of people who (I thought) were good friends made a private group chat #and basically psycho-analyzed everything I said #basically just picture a room of people convincing each other their close friend was a creep #meanwhile said close friend is just closeted aroace #mostly I’m pissed because they could’ve just. asked me #like. ‘hey you talk about platonic kissing a lot what’s up with that’ #or like. ‘hey you talk too much about platonic kissing and it’s making some people uncomfortable’ #I literally had Chat With Me !! as my server name idk how they messed this up #anyway the good news is I will probably be talking here a lot more in regards to the Gladers and neat platonic things I thought of about th #(that last word is Them. I ran out of space) #I just wanna make it clear that I talked to one of the admins who decided to kick me #and yes it literally was just that I talked too much about it #not that I was creepy or that I forced the conversation into platonic cuddling/etc. to the point of being uncomfortable #no no I just. talked too much #in the channels that were dedicated to talking #I talked too much

[kideternity]

Want to make it known rn I have loved literally every single digimon ask I have ever gotten and I am always open to answering more digimon asks. And in fact I encourage it. Please talk about Digimon with me

#digimon #dinu yells into the void #dinu yells in the void #I THINK IVR GOTTEN MORE ASKS THANKS TO DIGIMON FANS THIS YEAR THEN LIKE. MY ENTIRE TUMBKR CAREER #thank you digimon nation you are literally so kind to me snif snif #I don’t have anon on because Ive had troubles with people sending me weird or mean anons #but if ppl who wanna send asks wants me to answer it privately im okay with doing so ! #or you can ask me to answer it in dms im okay with doing that either #im just oughhh. please. #you guys all wanna talk about digimon. you wanna talk About Digimon gang. i have so many digimon thoughts #and not enough digi mutuals

[sea-jello]

ft michael lmao

you really have to watch it to get what im talking about

#bmc australia propaganda #BMC AUS LOSS JUMPSCARE BUT ITS OKAY WE'RE BACK AT IT THANK YOU CELESTE #i only realized it was privated cause i wanted to do another poll 💀💀 #the last one was in APRIL #im literally exceeding photo limit so 10 is a lil forced #rich was knocking that alcohol back like no tomorrow #not to be 2019 cringe but its the respect women juice #and there are a bunch of bg things #did you guys know jenna is the girl on tiktok who sang what a wonderful world letter by letter #cause i did not #and that led to me realizing i had the wrong actor for michael all this time #i thought it was harrison riley in the boot for MONTHS but no its ISAAC BROADBENT #i had a whole crisis over it hi bell if you see this #i want to ask her about it so bad but im scared so #i also found a bunch of behind the scenes and i LOVE THEM #jake and chloe are either dating irl or very very close the way only theater kids can be #DID YOU KNOW THEY WERE KIDS BROOKE AND CHLOE WERE LIKE 17 AND 16 #chloe can sing defying gravity she sounded amazing #RICH WEARS EYELINER 💳💥💳💥💳💥 AUSTRALIAN RICH MY BELOVED I KEEP SAYING THIS #the squip played fantine in les mis for this company in 2019 #the band was in a hole under the stage it looks cramped as hell down there #you cant really see it here but the girl in the black dress+white undershirt is madeline apparently #cause her actor is literally on here and said so herself 😭😭 #modern ceo of bmc australia real im literally fucking obsessed with them #bmc #be more chill #bmc australia #be more chill australia #bmc musical #be more chill musical

[erikatsu]

okay, i had my laughs last night but i feel like this needs to be said because im still a bit irate and this is serious. rant about plagiarism under the cut.

if you are going to accuse someone of plagiarism, you need to be 100% sure they actually did it. you need to have your proof ready before you even say a word. as someone who has had 4 different blogs + 29483929 urls, i have reposted some of my own works at least twice.

receiving a comment asking people to report my work as stolen nearly sent me into an anxiety attack my mind was thinking, “i wrote this fic a year ago and bc im just now reposting it, im going to be the one who gets the hit for plagiarism… not on my watch. i’ll call them out before they do it to me.” so i scoured ao3 for any trace of this fic and found nothing besides a toji fic with the same title but different premise, because the comment was made that it was originally on ao3. so i figured “what are the odds this ao3 poster has a tumblr” and went to the accusers blog. low and behold– and only after two minutes of scrolling– i find they had reblogged it when i had posted it on this account for literally an hour. i don’t even rmr why i posted and priv’d it that quickly but i did.

i originally posted this fic on. april 24th 2022 on my blog first nsfw blog, touyaphoria. reposted here when i was tumblr user bladiez, for a split second on august 1st 2023 (which i forgot until i saw their rb). i reposted and left for good on the 8th of this month on my now writing blog tomuras. it was stated in the final repost that it was a repost (i have since changed the note to specify which blogs it was posted on beforehand). and it would’ve taken them less time to realize both fics were posted by the same person had they scrolled their own blog instead of me figuring it out myself. it could have been totally avoided.

now, i do appreciate someone looking out for my work like that, i really do. but on the other hand it felt so shitty to be somewhat publicly accused of something that i didn’t even do. and it felt even shittier that i received no apology for it. i didn’t even send them the pictures i posted here as proof, i sent them proof straight from google docs + my initial idea being discussed with a friend of mine and that seemed to be enough because they never responded and they never made a callout post like they said they would. the usual tumblr drama and discourse i can let roll off my shoulders. but an allegation like that is heavy and not just on tumblr. if an actual published author was accused of plagiarism the backlash would be outrageous and have extreme consequences.

tdlr: please heed the notes on posts, not just warnings. do your research before falsely accusing someone. or, if you can be bold enough to accuse someone, at least have the decency to apologize for it if you are wrong.

#tw rant #tw vent #sorry ndidnsos i was howling over it last night #but now im rlly 😐 about it #like. idk i feel like you shouldn’t just be throwing out allegations without at least doing looking into it first. #if they had gone back to their rb of it #and went to my blog #they would see ‘main blog for @/tomuras’ on my nav #again i do sincerely appreciate being looked out for like that #but they could have sent an ask to my side like hey #i think this work has been plagiarized. i dont remember exactly where i saw it but i have read it before #would have been so much better than a comment #like. oh yeah well i have had 4 different blogs and have reposted that work once or twice. here are the blogs ive used #an easy and private clear up vs a threat to handle a situation like this on the authors behalf… without even telling said author about it #AND THEY DIDNT EVEN BE LIKE OH IM SO SORRY I DIDNT REALIZE #THEY JUST. IGNORED ME?? #considering i sent the dm literally four minutes after they posted their comment #i think its safe to assume i was ignored #and i stayed up for two hours waiting for at least some form of acknowledgement not even a sorry #i didnt want to govto sleep until it was resolved

[notjanine]

spent the summer prepping for and taking the worst exam of my life, riding out the lease at the worst place i've ever lived,* then being temporarily kinda homeless,** and getting dozens and dozens of job applications rejected. i had some fun in there, but my anxiety has been through the fucking roof on top of my regular summer depression.

then the last two weeks of august happened 😳

everything happens so much. somehow, i managed to find the perfect apartment for a reasonable rent, and now me and Books are living (together!) in a fantastic and charming new home- lots of space, big kitchen table, a balcony facing undeveloped woods, just off one of the major roads in the city that has my favorite grocery store and our favorite sandwich shop (where we were already regulars). plus, i've gotten not one, not two, but three (three!) job offers- and i can take them all!!! one is with a hospital where i did my favorite internship rotation, and i'm so excited that i get to go back there and get paid to do that job, it was a blast. another is right by my new place and it's similar to the other hospital, but it's slightly bigger and sees more complex cases, so i'll be comfortable and confident, but i'll still get some new, specific clinical experience in areas that i'm interested in.

and the third position is... literally my dream job. it's the job that's been the end goal since the moment i chose my field of study. grad school and the internship made me rethink all of my professional goals and push them back, thinking i wouldn't be able to get to them for so long because i'd need ~more experience~. but now i'm. uh. i did it. i did it??!

the two hospital jobs are just part time, but they both pay well. the other won't start for a few months bc my boss*** has to get insurance approval to add me to her private practice,**** but that's okay, because i have a lot of reading and learning i want to do in the meantime to prepare! and then it will start as part time working up to full time as i build up my case load, but i'll also get to decide my own hours and do some work from home. i'll get to work with my favorite kinds of patients! and i'll get fantastic professional development opportunities for specialization, if i want to. the other dietitians in the practice seem lovely, so i'm excited to work with them. and the pay is realllly good, gosh, for being fresh out of the internship, it's nuts.

so things will pick up as i go through orientation and onboarding for the two hospital jobs next month. but it'll get calmer again after that, so i'll have the time and energy to prepare for the more challenging work that starts later, which is really nice.

and in the meantime, i'll be tending the wee garden on my balcony and playing board games with the love of my life 💗

#* all of my windows faced a wall. the walls were so thin i heard a neighbor yawn once #my air conditioner literally broke ten (10) times in three months. they just stopped fixing it. i just didn't have ac. in june. in texas. #** like i was fine i stayed in an airbnb for a week and then with Books which was not ideal bc they were in a 200 sq ft studio but hey #*** this woman is... something else. she was also one of my preceptors during my internship #on my first day with her we went over the assignments i had the option to do and one of them was about my main terrible chronic illness #and i mentioned oh yeah i am very familiar with that bc i have it. and this woman. was EXCITED #like she was interested in and valued my perspective as a sick person. which is wild #also that was my last rotation and i got really sick during that time. i had a flare up and didn't finish any of my assignments on time!! #bc of that illness! which she is now familiar w bc i did an assignment about it! and yet. and yet #SHE reached out to ME months later to be like. hey i have this position open if you want to apply here's the link :) #and then i had to interview with her and she did not pull any punches it was the longest interview i've had and she asked killer questions #and at one point she asked the question. what do YOU bring to this profession w YOUR perspective. and i just... #i said fuck it i went for it i answered honestly and said i'm autistic and autistic ppl understand each other in ways nts don't #(but like. framed intelligently w references to published research and good resources) #and you have autistic clients already and you will have more in the future bc all of us are weird about food! #and. she hired me. this woman knows i am 1. physically disabled and 2. autistic #and she hired me anyway. scream. remarkable woman. i want to know more about her. #and i don't want her to regret her decision so i gotta be on the ball! #**** it's private practice but the boss the one whose practice it is she's on a soft maternity leave so she's not seeing clients rn #so she's managing the practice. and on top of that there's also one woman who's job is just admin and insurance and billing etc #so after i finish the onboarding paperwork (almost done already) i won't have like... any more boring paperwork #it's a private practice job and i don't have to worry about billing which is the nightmare everyone dreads. incredible INCREDIBLE #ANYWAY gosh. it's all a lot! but good! #oh AND it's Books' birthday next week!!!!! we're gonna go out with their family one night then with their friends then just us #and i know exactly what i'm gonna wear (a tiny slutty dress) and i just got their gift (which i know they'll like) so everything is so !!!

[youngestdaughtersyndrome]

sitting in bed eating cheese absolutely stewing

#so im doing the dishes and heard a knock on the door right. and bc both my parents r downstairs i answer it #and guess fucking what? its the guy i literally switched out of french to avoid because he kept asking me super invasive questions #so im like What the fuck do u want. and he starts this whole pity story about how he was soooo worried when i kept disappearing from school #and how id sometimes come back with bruises and never explained anything to him so he had 'no choice' but to FIND MY ADDRESS and check in #his words btw. this boy told me to my FACE that me having a private life FORCED him to stalk me to my fucking home #and i just saw RED. good thing is that when i get mad i get icy and brutal so i spent five minutes telling this thick skulled idiot that #he has no right to know anything abt me that i didnt tell him and you know what he does???? #this audacious motherfucker says Lets not do this on the porch. and then tries to push his way into my fucking house. thats a hard no for me #so i told him exactly what was gonna happen: he was either going to get off my property and stay away from me or i would call the cops #and remove him by force. id like to say that i literally said he had ten seconds to leave or id start throwing punches #and he goes .... Cant we just talk abt this 🥺??? so i break his nose. and i was within my legal rights to do so bc he was trespassing soooo #yeah anyways i just cannot fucking BELIEVE the entitlement and audacity of some ppl. like its my fucking life i dont have to tell u shit !!! #what the fuck!!! why do they always think im playong hard to get like ffs leave me ALONE #so that was my night 😙✌️ i hope he dies ! #hollyws

[mogai-sunflowers]

pretty sure the black triangle was used on the flag because most lesbians imprisoned in concentration camps during the holocaust were marked using the black triangle, not the pink triangle, because homosexual women were considered "asocial" and not classified under homosexuals, due to the way that nazis viewed the role of women in society (for the same reasons that they destroyed lesbian life and culture established during weimar republic, but did not outlaw lesbian sex the way they did sex between men). sources for this include "triangles and tribulations: the politics of nazi symbols", as published in the journal of homosexuality.

to be clear, this is not me saying we should or should not use the labrys lesbian flag; i agree that it feels very strange and inappropriate to reclaim a symbol that was primarily directed at roma and sinti! (though, actually, roma and sinti people were later classified with the brown triangle, and their black triangles were specifically marked with a Z notation, to signify them using a german slur that is equivalent to the english g slur). i simply feel it is important to understand why the black triangle was chosen.

the tone of this ask is /nm.

i agree with what you're saying completely, and i know that as a white person i don't really have nuanced expertise on this discussion. there were definitely instances where some lesbians were marked with the Black Triangle, but it's just.... as a symbol it's much more associated with white supremacy than explicit queerphobia, so for a flag with that symbol to be primarily used by TERFs, an extremely white group with very well-established connections to right-wing ideology and especially antisemitism and racism, is just very suspicious to me. i'm not trying to give some firm opinion on whether or not to ever use the symbol, i just think it's very dangerous for people to use a flag that they either don't know the meaning behind, or to blatantly use a white supremacist symbol and not care, because it can just spread blatant Nazi symbolism, which just further can lead to Jewish lesbians, Romani lesbians, and in general lesbians of color, to not knowing whether or not they're safe around that person- because it's hard to know whether they're using it because they're ignorant of its meaning, or if they DO know and don't care.

additionally, while records are very scant, it's generally agreed that the limited "acceptance" lesbians faced during the Nazi regime, was pretty much reserved to non-Jewish lesbians. As seen in the persecution of Magnus Hirschfield, the Nazis viewed homosexuality as something that Jewish people had introduced to whites, they viewed it as Jewish peoples' fault. Jewish lesbians did not have the same luxuries that Gentile lesbians did, so it's still first and foremost a white supremacist symbol.

#🌌written in the stars ; asks🌌 #tw nazism #nazism tw #tw nazi #nazi tw #this is not directed negatively at you anon but please no one send me more asks about this. #i know i made a post about it but it was sparked by a private discussion and i just decided to make a post #because i had seen literally no one else talk about it #but this is an extremely serious topic that could easily trigger any of my Jewish followers and i dont want to do that #so id really like to not have any more posts on this or at least as few as possible #tw white supremacy #white supremacy tw #tw racism #racism tw

[hershelchocolate]

I follow you on ToyHouse and sometimes I just grip you and shake you like. How Many OCs Are You Adopting. How many do you have. Randy speak to me. (Saying this affectionately.)

Sometimes you think of a guy and go "OH SHIT THIS GUY WOULD BE SICK AS HELL" and then you make the guy :)

But also you made me curious about the ratio of adopted/created OCs I have so! Brb I'm gonna count :)

Ok I'm back ten minutes later 182 of my 522 characters are adopted which means that's about 35%!!!! Because I fall in love just. So easily. I wish I had the time to give all of them the love they deserve I hope it's enough that I think about them Constantly 🥺

Art fight is coming up which is a good excuse I'm using to give some guys their proper profiles!! And if you wanted a more reasonable count on my OCs The Hallowed is the story I'm working on currently and that's only got 82, 11 of which are adopted :) and they're all so lovely

#you 🤝 literally everyone who unlocks the friendship level where i talk about my ocs: #oh my god why do you have so many what the fuck #i have a lot of love in my heart!!!!!!!!! if i had time to make all the cool illustration ideas i have for these guys it would all be over #ask #randy rambles #because yea #i think about them constantly and that is not a joke legit i have 18 trains of thought #and 7 of them at any given time are my ocs #they come to me in my dreams like visions from an angry god #and i would do anything for them #also i legit never know when to answer an ask private vs public #but im making this one public so people can point and laugh at me abt my ocs because yea #i do it to myself too