#dont @ me im having thots about these two

[francy-sketches]

Joff had been fond of the Hound, to be sure, but that was not friendship. He was looking for the father he never found in Robert -Cersei VI, A Feast for Crows

#asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #valyrianscrolls #joffrey baratheon #sandor clegane #my art #maybe it would have been better to post this with the previous one bc of how similar they are but nah im all about that instant reward lol #anyway while drawing that i realised the baratheon and clegane sigils have the same colors (yea only thot about it now ok) #and it made me think of this quote #i kinda dont fully like how it came out idk the stag should have been warped ore but it didnt look right when i did that #asoiaf big brains: here's an essay about the deep themes of asoiaf me:brooo these two sigils have the same colors anyone noticed that before

[nanamikeento]

two for one | levi ackerman; erwin smith

ao3

Levi Ackerman x reader x Erwin Smith | chapter one

Summary: You're in the brink of getting evicted. Your income barely pays for the monthly expenses. You'd do anything not to get back to your parents's house. You'd do anything for a better life, for a little more money. Even if it means having an polygamous arrangement with not one, but two sugar daddies. But what happens if you get in the way of their relationship? Or worse, what happens if you fall in love with not one, but both of them? [Modern AU]

Warnings: female reader, polyamorous negotiations, sugar daddy arrangements, feelings of insecurity, body issues, self indulgence (read tags and notes for more warnings)

It shouldn't have come to this.  

But listen. 

Money is low, I desperately need to pay for rent and to start looking for a new place, so I can get out of the dumpster of a studio apartment I live in. My job barely pays for the monthly expenses and it's been so long since I've done something for myself, or went out with friends, or did something that's not work in that godforsaken café.  

Then, one of my friends mentioned that her cousin's best friend met her sugar daddy from a certain agency specialized on it. She mentioned the said girl was now living in a penthouse with him, or something like that. 'Tis was the dream.  

That's why I'm here, sitting in a waiting room that's way too fancy, in a business building that I thought I'd only see in movies, waiting to be called for an appointment. Legs bouncing nervously, I bite my nails already ruining the manicure I gave myself last night.

What if no one matched my profile? I don't think I can handle another rejection.  

Except this was not a relationship agency. Not a typical one, at least.  

Sugar Angels. Even thinking about the name of this place makes me want to cringe. Ugh. I hope the money I spend here is worth coming here. Secretly I hope this works for me, even though the idea of having a sugar daddy makes my spine shiver and my stomach a little sick. Who would've thought I'd actually be here, huh. Not me. Not me, even though I'd made a thousand jokes about needing a sugar daddy.  

But being in the brink of getting evicted was a wakeup call. I'd do anything to not become homeless. And god forbid I go back to my parents' house. That's even worse than living on the streets.  

"First time?" A voice interrupts my thoughts and I look up from my lap to find another woman sitting across from me. She looks younger than me, her long blonde hair bouncing around her face as she smiles. I frown, nodding. I don't even have the guts to voice it.  

“Don’t be nervous, the interview is pretty easy,” the girl says, smiling.  

A deep breath inflated my chest as I let the air in, nodding once more. This girl looks incredibly young to be here, her clear blue eyes and the rosy cheeks on her face make her look like an angel. She exhales innocent energy that didn’t belong to a place like this.  

“The hard part is actually going on dates,” the girl continues speaking, even though I hadn’t said a word. “Some guys are alright, but many of them remind me of my father, you know?” She laughs, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.  

A small laugh escapes my lips as we laugh together  

“So not your first rodeo, huh?” I surprise  myself by asking.  

Her smile falters a little, but she keeps smiling as if she's trained to. “Unfortunately, not. If you need any tips, let me know.”  

Her joke didn't go over my head, I was just too busy thinking that if this girl has trouble to find someone, let alone me.  

“What’s your name?”  

“Krista.” Her smile grows wider.  

“Well, no offense Krista, but you look way too young to be here.”  

She sighs deeply, leaning her elbows on her knees. “I gotta pay my college tuition one way or another.”  

Right. She's that young.  

“And your name is?”  

Before I can open my mouth to answer, a voice called my name and both of us looked over the open door to find a woman waiting for me  

"Good luck.” Krista whispers as I stand up and walk over to the room. I smile at her and nod.  

"Please take a seat,” the woman tells me when I enter the room. “My name is Hannah and I'll be your agent in this process.”

“Oh,” I answer. “Nice to meet you.”  

An honest smile curves Hannah's lips as she walks around her table to take a sit. Meanwhile I sit on the chair in front of the desk.  

“I took a look at your profile," Hannah says, staring at the computer screen, “the one you made in our website and unfortunately it doesn't have many matches.”  

I deflate, feeling the weight of rejection in my heart.  

“Many men will choose someone younger and still in college as their sugar babies...”  

“Oh.” I can't hide the disappointment on my face. Yes, of course they'd choose someone younger, why wouldn’t they? As if I'm not feeling insecure about my age already.  

"However, there are a few people that match you and I'd like you consider an exclusive one.”  

"Exclusive?” I frown, a little bit confused.  

“It's just an expression to define clients that pay for premium service. They'll pay a higher amount in order to get set up faster than the normal clients.” She explains. “In other words, they're pretty desperate.”  

A mixture of confusion and panic crosses my face and Hannah is quick to calm me down. “Don't worry, I'm not gonna send you anyone you wouldn't like anyway. But I do want you to think about this particular client.” The sounds of her mouse clicking echoes the room for a few seconds before the printer stars working. I watch as she pulls the printed paper to lay it flat on the desk. “They match your profile very well. A lawyer, founder of a law office in the richest part of the city, has many qualities: likes traveling, boat riding, cooking and exercising in the mornings.”  

I skim the page, reading his description: blonde, blue eyes, 188cm in height...  

“He's fairly young too,” Hannah continues, “only 37 years old...”  

I raise me eyebrows, looking back at her, actually surprised that my profile matched his, we have almost nothing in common... Why is this guy so desperate for a sugar baby, anyway? He seems like a good catch, maybe even out of my league. And so young as well... I've heard of scammers that pretend to be sugar daddies but only want some action instead. And I've never heard of someone so young, who actually has money and wants a sugar baby.  

“But?” I ask, a little suspicious.  

Hannah sighs, “He doesn't come on his own.” She lays another paper on the desk. Another profile, "He has a partner. Enjoys cooking, appreciating wine, taking a walk on parks–”  

“Wait– Hold on–” I interrupt the agent. “Partner as in?”  

“Boyfriend.” Hannah nods. “He has a boyfriend.”  

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#levi ackerman x reader #erwin smith x reader #levi ackerman #erwin smith #shinjeki no kyojin #attack on titan #dont @ me im having thots about these two #myfics

[baby-tart]

In genuine anguish rn

#shallotposting #like. i cannot sleep because i am burdened with thot #and i need to be up in like 5 hours #but im developing a new crush and i dont like that #and i have all these plans i’ve made #like im gonna go to a con and do a cosplay #and that is gonna cost time and money #and im excited for it. so im thinking about it #and also im thinking about my partner who i miss #and my other partner who i miss #and my friends whose shit i would platonically sploink #and im generally kinda wound up #and then the tenderness comes and bitch slaps me #and i think about like. holding my crush’s hand #and then Another crush messages me. i am just such a fucking mess #if i had a nickel for every crush i’ve had on a trans man who has schizophrenia and i cannot tell if he has genuine interest in me or not #i’d have two. it’s not a lot but- yeah you’ve heard it before #and also bc im up so late my stomach is hungry and i know i shouldnt feed it #but now the hunger is Bugging me #anyway. if you are reading these tags and think or know that you are one of the people mentioned here #you have not seen this post. i am so normal. #are we clear? #not even kidding #this shit is embarrassing #also if u r one of the trans men mentioned you Especially havent seen this not even to be coy and tease me about it ok!!! #i will Actually Cry #2amposting

[puppygirlkat]

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#i dont know when ill have the will to finish this album #it is horrifying #it is stressful #i dread it #i think about it and i dread it #it hurts so much #but i have to finish it #it is important to me #i just dont know if im mentally in a place where i can #maybe it isnt great dredging the horrors of my psyche #i worry about the reception it will have #jack has listened to it and told me its really good #his favorite thing of mine that hes heard #its just hard its so hard #but its not finished yet #there are two more songs to record #the next one is the hardest #but i will persevere #rat thots #i love you all #i love my fans #when you listen to this you might think wow she is really not ok #and maybe i am maybe im not #but i love my girlfriend and my friend and i will be ok #ok long rant over

[superiorsturgeon]

Rookie-Angel!Pyrrha: wow. Theres so much to being a guardian angel.

Angel: yup. Dont worry, you have the heart and spirit. You'll get there in no time.

RA!Pyrrha: Thank- hey, what's that commotion?

Angel: oh, that? Well, some Valkyrie and Angels are having a free for all to see who gets to collect the soul of the Rusted Knight. He's apparenly about to fall off a tree mid-battle soon.

RA!Pyrrha: oh ny! The Rusted Knight is real? That's Grand! I remember my mother reading me that story.... w-wait. He didnt die when he drank the poison? A-and he's about to d-die? And they're all....

Angel: Fighting over his soul, yeah. The Valkyrie claim their "little sis" on Remnant called dibs already, but we Angels know the Knight, his family has fought our fight for generations and he's even fought at the side of the God of Light's champion.

RA!Pyrrha: ooo-oh, wow! The truth is stranger than any legend. Still, i hope someone who will be kind to him wins..... dying in the line of duty still hurts.....

Angel: oh, they'll be 'kind' alright. This group is mostly just thirsty thots looking to score with a new arrival. Bah, i say we should just send a reaper spirit for this Arc dude, plenty of time to make a pass on him later.

RA!Pyrrha: *twitch* what.

Angel: oh yeah, that wasn't in the legend, right? His real name is Jaune Arc or something. I read the file; some time travel bullshit and a stable time loop happened. It's kinda-

RA!Pyrrha: It's a free for all, correct? (Hard eyes)

Angel: uh

RA!Pyrrha: And the heavenly blacksmith is over there, right?!? (Flexing muscles, swords rattling in the distance)

Angel: uhhhhhhhhh

RA!Pyrrha: And im ALLOWED TO GUIDE SOULS AS WELL, CORRECT? (Wings extend, a circle of floating swords forming a halo)

Angel: y-es? (Sweating)

Angel-Of-War!Pyrrha: (sweetly) oh good!

(Her eyes narrow)

AoW!Pyrrha: word of advice. Don't get in my way-HEY, I HAVE A PRIOR CLAIM, THOTS. BACK OFF!!!!!!

Angel: *gulps*

Jaune: *blinking, lying on the ground where he fell* Oooohhhhhh…I don’t think my aura will save me this time…

????: It’s okay…I’ve got you…

Jaune: *blinks and squints* P…Pyrrha…? Is that you…?

Pyrrha: *cradling Jaune in her lap and tenting her red-feathered wings over him* Hello again, Jaune! You had quite a nasty fall!

Jaune: *looks around and sees piles of beaten/bruised angels and loose feathers everywhere* Wha…what happened…? Am I dead?

Pyrrha: *brushes Jaune’s long hair back* It was close, but I saved you just in time!

Jaune: What happened to all the other angels?

Pyrrha: Oh, well…it turns out sometimes there’s…competition…when it comes to being a guardian angel! 😡

Pyrrha: Luckily I was able to convince everyone else that I was the one for you! ☺️

Jaune: *looks back up into Pyrrha’s eyes and reaches up to touch her cheek* I can’t believe I get to see you again…! 🥹

Jaune: I like your horns and black wings!

Pyrrha: …my what…?

Pyrrha: *looks at her wings which have turned black* 😧

Pyrrha: *feels for her halo and finds two curving horns* 😨

Pyrrha: …Uh-oh…!

#rwby #jaune arc #Pyrrha Nikos #arkos #jaune x pyrrha #jaune arc X Pyrrha Nikos #Pyrrha had one job #sturgeon asks #fallen angel au

[minispidey]

Hey - you said repeaters welcome so here I am 💅

If you’ve watched Scenes from a Marriage, I need ya thots /HC for Levy:

BEST FRIEND.

Jonathan Levy x f!reader.

Warnings: mentions toxic relationship, mentions cheating, does this count as cheating too?, angst, smut, fluff, swearing.

Requested by: @boredzillenial

Author's Note: bestie the gif u send is so MWAH cheeky beefy oscar isaac ass 🤭 if u dont mind, i added in a small story line because u swear this man deserves better. mira fucked him up smh (tbh i have no idea what im writing have mercy on me)

Summary: you're Jonathan Levy's best friend, always been in love with him even after he got married. But then it crumbles down and you proved that you treat him better.

MINORS DNI

My immediate thought is like: oh childhood besties with Jonathan instead of the usual teacher-student relationship. I think it adds more drama, you know?

Imagine being so in love with this man for years, but he's blind. He marries Mira and to add salt to the wound you were his best man, or rather best woman. Holding in tears because you thought to yourself 'Surely, I'd move on.'

You two grow up, still closer and you watched him make a family of his own while you work a decent job and end up drinking at the end of the day. Partners come and go, but none of them made you feel the same way Jonathan did. And Jonathan barely did shit.

You knew it was wrong pining for a married man, but you hoped some day Jonathan sees that Mira treats him like shit. You didn't want to upset him since you're his best friend. The one person who knew everything about him even after setting boundaries since he got married.

Were you surprised when Jonathan calls you over and tells you Mira cheated on him? Of course not. You called up a babysitter for Ava and went to hit up a bar, drowning in his sadness.

"What does she have that keeps you... I don't know... loving her? What's so different that you keep crawling back to her."

He couldn't reply. Jonathan stared at you, remembering all the times you two talked— the ones where he's always ranting about his married life, the struggles and the stress. You always just sat there and listened to him. You never straight out voiced your opinion about Mira.

"What else do you think of her?"

"She's a bitch. I mean seriously, you two have a daughter and she pulls this shit. Anyone— and I mean everyone can treat you better than she does."

You always did speak the truth when you're drunk. So this was different.

"You packed her shit too. If I were you, I would've burned everything she owned. Did I ever tell you of the ex boyfriend I had? Changed his shampoo to hair remover."

"That's a bit extreme."

"Your face is a bit extreme."

You always knew just how to make him laugh, even with childish insults. No words were exchanged between the two of you, Jonathan stared at you, scanning your features. Something about you was different. Maybe it was the alcohol, but he's just barely tipsy.

Next thing he knew, he kissed you. He realized that he loved you more than a best friend normally did. He was in love.

Even if it took your whole lives, you thanked whoever the fuck made him realize he loved you (me).

In the middle of your kissing session, he pulls away only to take off his glasses, even touching the lenses despite wanting to keep it fingerprint-free.

His daughter's asleep, baby sitter's gone. You two stumbled into his house, lips locked. Jonathan wasted no time getting you into his bedroom (well, him and Mira's bedroom) and taking your clothes off.

Not only was this the perfect revenge, this was a perfect moment. Your wildest dreams finally coming true.

Jonathan fucks— no, he makes love. He's slow, making you feel good. He's definitely a giver. He peppers you non-stop with kisses. You leave scratches and marks on his body. The pleasure is too much. You were happy that night.

The next morning, breakfast in bed and a kiss on your forehead. Clearly, he didn't regret anything from last night. Jonathan really realized he loved you and you loved him.

Let's just say that you practically lived in his house at this point. Mira comes home to find Jonathan fucking you on the kitchen counter.

"You slut-!"

"You can't say shit, you cheated on him you fucking cunt!"

You successfully landed a harsh slap across Mira's face before getting pulled away by Jonathan. He carries you back into his bedroom and he cups your face with a smile.

"Did it feel good?"

"Yeah. Been wanting to do that since she broke the mug I gave you if I'm being honest."

Jonathan kicked Mira out, and you two spent the night making love to each other. Jonathan was right— everything Mira hated about him, you loved. You were absolutely better than her.

Their divorced finalized, and Jonathan got full custody of Ava. You moved in and brought life to their dull house.

For your birthday, he bought you a piano... an expensive one at that. He loved hearing you play.

He's the type to pick you small flowers every day and you have an album filled with pressed flowers. Before you go to work, he would slip a sticky note in your bag and you would find it while working and can't help but smile.

You make his lunches. He's always liked your cooking. You were definitely levels up from pathetic dinner tupperware spaghetti.

You even pack Ava's lunch for school, making notes like

Have a good day, sweetie! I love you ❤️

For Jonathan, it's always confessions of love. Even if at this point you two should be married.

Love you for as long as the stars shine ❤️

He can't help but smile like a fool during lunch. Even brags about the food you make.

He was in the middle of a lesson when he realized he wanted to marry you. As soon as class ended, he sprinted to Tiffany & Co. and bought you a diamond ring that suited you.

He was just utterly in love with you. One day, playing your piano, you looked ethereal that he grabbed the ring and got down on one knee. He just loved you too much.

You two spent the rest of your days more and more in love than that day in the bar along with your children. He couldn't ask for anyone better. You were the one for him, no one else.

#jonathan levy #scenes from a marriage #jonathan levy smut #oscar isaac #minispidey requests

[thegeminisage]

whoops, i almost forgot about the star trek update. tuesday we watched tng's "firstborn" and "bloodlines" and last night we watched ds9's "the wire" (honorific)

firstborn (tng):

i was actually bracing for this one to suck ass bc everyone says worf is a bad dad. and i dont think he is!!! like, it doesn't come as easily to him as it does to sisko, and he sometimes forgets to be gentle or kind with alexander because he's so laser focused on how things SHOULD be he forgets to the importance of taking others' feelings into account, but that's how he is ALL THE TIME with EVERYONE not just his kid. considering the circumstances i'd say he's doing well

before we get started, GREAT cameo from the duras sisters. i was initially really annoyed with their tit windows but im becoming rather fond

i really liked "the family protector guy "k'mter" at first because he said all the right things to alexander...like, it's scary not being able to defend yourself, etc. then he also was a dick to alexander and i was really exasperated...but then he IS alexander so that totally fixes it. he's angry with himself and conflicted and just wants a HUG FROM HIS DAD and that FIXED it!!! like when he said "nobody will look at you and see a human you are alone on this ship" initially it felt like racism but it being like, not quite self-loathing but just bitter experience...that's actually so clever

this is the only episode where they brought up alexander's mom kind of hating ""klingon stuff"" and how that could possibly have negatively impacted him and it only got two lines of dialogue but still. i think it's really damning that she hated her own heritage and also brought her kid up to hate it and now he's sort of out here...pretending to be human, almost, to the point where he doesn't want to participate in hsi own culture or even bond with his own father (a klingon). like it sucks so bad for him

i was afraid that the plot twist would be "k'mter talks alexander into wanting to be a warrior after all just when worf realizes he doesn't have to be" which would have been sad but a real "oh shit" of an ending. mixed feelings about them not doing that but i understand why they wanted to properly wrap things up for s7

i almost forgot but rare w for picard for bending the rules a little bit to give worf time to go to the klingon festival with his kid. credit where it is due

bloodlines (tng):

i have never been so BITTERLY DISAPPOINTED.......................

they gave. picard. an affair baby.

THEY GAVE HIM AN AFFAIR BABY!

what have i been saying since farpoint! he has an affair baby! AND THEY GAVE HIM ONE

AND THEN TOOK IT AWAY

what was the POINT OF THE EPISODE

if that's not his fucking affair child

pussy ass little FUCKS couldnt commit to changes...

i can't even remember what else happened in this episode i was so disappointed about this plot twist

oh yeah actually i do remember picard made a bald joke which i THINK was the only time he's done that in seven seasons? i think the only time ANYONE'S done it? please correct me if i am wrong but i was so shocked it got a big laugh out of me. also a rare w for picard. if he made bald jokes more often i'd hate him less maybe

oh yeah i'm coming back to add this later but it was really hilarious that picard was so torn up over his not-son being a little criminal. his horrific unforgivable spelunking crimes. so true.

the wire (ds9)

ooohhhhhhhhhhhh my god. oh my GOD. let's fucking...get into it

i rly thot garak was just a guy but not only is he a former assassin he's a current junkie. A JUNKIE! he's just like me fr

also, he can act? like that scene where he was withdrawing and saying horrible shit to julian......i was on the edge of my seat.

i love that he gave us 3 different stories about how he got kicked out. i'm gonna be honest, i looked it up, and apparently we never find out the truth? that is a bold fucking move. a daring choice. we, like julian, will never have any certainty. like, sure, i WANT to believe he released some kids from being tortured, but it's also equally as likely that he killed civilians or did a number of other horrible things

like, the fact that he can lie about it even while under significant distress.........king. like you could say oh that's the true one because that's the one where he was physically unwell but he also referred to "elim" in that one which gives it the ring of a potential falsehood

julian forgiving him anyway, even after all the horrible stuff he said, even after being physically ATTACKED (WHICH WAS SCARY!!! i was scared of him!!!!!) for "whatever he did," just because garak said "i need to know someone forgives me"..........AUGHGHGH JESUS CHRIST

THE FACT THAT HE WON'T TALK ABOUT IT. he won't tell even US what he did. eliot spencer core actually. i am beside myself about it all

maybe he's right and it is all true. maybe he destroyed a ship and framed a friend AND let some kids go. it's literally none of business though like he's not gonna tell us

anyway, i heard the term "brain implant" and nearly died on the spot, so 10/10 episode

honestly, they should have just upgraded this guy to a regular. he is so good

NEXT TIME: tng's "emergence" and ds9's "crossover" AND YES I KNOW THAT'S MIRRORVERSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#personal #star trek blogging #tng lb #ds9 lb

[slavhew]

any thots on shinra and izaya? :3

IM SO SORRY I FORGOT TO ANSWER THIS GJKGD

I wanted to type up this like, long heartfelt post because these two make me insane in the membrane. I love them platonic and romantic both because either way at the core of their relationship there is a tragedy of two people who could've been inseparable, and then separated.

And I think it's a TRAVESTY that they didn't animate the breakdown Izaya had at the thought of Shinra dropping him. It makes the scene where Shinra waxes poetic about Izaya being fragile in the last arc make sense the way it just doesn't in the anime.

I dont think anything speaks on my thoughts better than my Actual thoughts during my last Durarara phase so! Have the raw screenshots :] ft. Friends

TLDR:

#admin rambles #not art #orihara izaya #kishitani shinra #shinzaya #asks #lemonlime #again Im SO sorry it took me this long to answer it the summer has been hellish but now ive got the brain juice #hope the screenshots make sense and are as ouch oof ouw as they were when we were writing them #i was meaning to draw them too but then i phased out of drrr again and got busy with zine shenanigans on top of that #but they still make me potently unwell dont you worry

[sugar-omi]

OMG NAEOMI!

I didnt know u were going to write a full on post on my Baxter request, I'm so touched by the sweet fluff and step 3 & 4 scenarios 😭 I read that Baxter post 5 times it is so good! Im happy that u can relate to my MC, I have so many thots on how I would change certain scenes to fit my MC's journey. (I hope u dont mind me sharing ☺️ I get so happy thinking about it)

Nervous, step 3 crush mode:

The confession scene where Baxter admits he wants to date MC, she is over the moon and flabbergasted he would confess after knowing him for a week--but the mentioning of flings again throws her off and she tells him she doesn't take things like relationships lightly. He apologises and rephrases the question of them dating. My MC, who is usually the one who encourages Cove to do daring and new things and take initiative, doesn't always take her own advice. Surprisingly, she finds herself taking small steps to become closer to this elusive boy she has crushed on in step 2 (he was so ADORABLE in step 2!), realizing that Baxter always gives her the choice to choose what happens next, regardless of what he wants to happen next (all the kisses, hugs, u name it!). It takes a good deal of willpower for my MC to not lose her nerve, but Baxter's warm presence makes her feel safe and strengthens her resolve--but in small steps.

Back to the confession, MC always wants to hold his hand to ground herself before doing something bold and does this before questioning him on certain things like him not going to ask other locals out on flings or asking if he's sure about dating her, quirks and all. After she agreed and he tried to say bid her a good night, MC looked at him, surprised. She was certain he would ask for a kiss, like in the movies. She takes his hand again and smiles softly as she gives him an eskimo kiss, gently pressing her nose to his nose and beaming up at him from that position, willing him to kiss her in their close proximity. How could Baxter say no after that? (Omg so cute, im blushing 🥰🥰🥰)

i didn't expect to make a long post either lol, but i started thinking abt it n then i started thinking abt step 4 and i got totally carried away but i dont regret it at all!!! ty for sending these asks im so happy to write more baxter <3333 also yes i dont mind, i'd love it if yall sent me your lil drabbles n stuff- i swear i'll try not to run away w it n write a lil novel every time😂😂

ooh imagine them on a date, and they've had so much fun on their outing. perhaps they went to a waterpark, and when you take a break from all the rides to get ice cream you tentatively feed him from your spoon.

baxter flushes a bit, but he accepts your bold action and feeds you a scoop of his own.

oh and imagine that every time, or almost every time, you give him a kiss on the cheek as farewell. and like i mentioned in the last post, i like to imagine you sneak into baxter's condo at night and you're laying in his queen bed, chatting and giggling.

maybe it's just because this adds to the ambiance of being up late at night with someone, especially someone you like, but its fun to whisper and shush each other even though theres no one in the house except you two.

and back to the kissing!!! i imagine you forget to kiss baxter after an outing, and before you go into the house baxters stops you and kisses your cheek himself. he quickly runs away into his condo, leaving you flustered on your ownsteps.

little do you know he's sliding down the door, face in hands because "oh my god i kissed them this time...."

baxter is always so whipped for you, even if you've only known each other for a week <333

#our life: beginnings & always #olba #baxter x reader #baxter ward x reader #baxter ward #our life baxter #baxter ward x mc

[shutupheathersorryheatherr]

“Glad you’re here”

Summery: Kevin needs some comfort one day and you reassure him. a long chat right next to you is just what he knows he needed. thats great, but somehow it leads to him in your bed and your mouth on his. you know... cause you know... you really wanna make sure he knows his worth and how much you love every part of him. oops I guess approximately a 40 min read

a/n: idk what this is man. Tumblr wouldn't let me post a longer than like two sentence post and so it's a little late. I had a dream about something like this happening like months back and now it's finally come to life! or.... not really to life but life enough lol I told one of my moots on here about the dream and she said "that's perfect fic inspo" so here we are. at this point I can't remember if the smut part was in my dream but oh well I aint complaining. I don't know if this is any good cause I haven't written smut in a minute but pleas enjoy and let me know if y'all have any hard thots or future fic suggestions. (it was so exiting when I got my first request you have no idea I felt like real writer who people actually enjoy content from and not much could top that feeling ya know) I probably won't get to them for a month lmao but still id love to hear them!

warnings/info: cursing, Kevin had a bad week, comfort, reader and Kevin’s type of relationship is never specified in this fic if that’s makes sense, kissing, smut, low key body worship, like a little bit toward Kevin from reader, oral sex (reader receiving), also Kevin fingers reader, reader is afab when it comes to smut but is gn otherwise, mentions of having to go get a condom but no sex is described, think that’s it! misspelled words and incoherentness im sure, ill fix them soon, Pls lemme know if there’s anything these

THIS IS SMUT SO MINORS DNI AND FOR THE LOVE OF GAWD HAVE AN AGE INDICATOR IN YOUR BLOG SAYING YOURE NOT A MINOR SO I DONT HAVE TO BLOCK YOU! ID HATE TO BLOCK SOMEONE WHO DOESNT NEED TO BE BLOCKED thx

~this is simply a piece of fiction. my imagination onto "paper." this is in no way meant to be taken as an actual and real representation of anyone.~

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a familiar knock on your door brings you out of the daze you once were in. For once you weren’t doing anything. Comfort flowing through your veins as you relaxed. You weren’t expecting anyone…. You glance at your phone to see Kevin’s profile picture pop up. A candid photo you took of him while he was laughing at something or the other on a Ferris wheel when you two were just friends. The message simply said “hey it’s me” weirdly dry and weirdly simple coming from him. but your heart still leaped for joy out of you chest when you read it. Somehow more peacefulness coming over you as you walked to let him in, though you were scared something was wrong.

you swing open the front door, still halfway looking at your phone. I mean, if you had a cute picture of him that was at your disposal at all times in your phone, you'd be looking at it still too. it was one of those pictures were only you could see. something for your eyes only... that sentiment seemed to be a running theme in your relationship. not that you minded, though. you welcomed it. relished in the feeling of being so damn close to him.

you don't even get to let out a word before his arms are around you, his head is in your stomach, and his heavy breath his flattening out your shirts wrinkles. he's on his knees as first but when he gets up you stumble backward further into your place, shutting the door with your foot. he steps back, half to regain his composer he lost the second he saw you worried about him, and half because he realized he was probably too forward. he kicks off his shoes and before you know it you can hear little quiet sniffs coming from the man.

"you good?" you ask, even though you knew that he wasn't.

he peels his face off your shirt as you tuck your phone into your back pocket so as to not have any distractions. you wanted, no needed to be fully there right now. completely zeroed in on him and whatever he needed. In a flash it was like a full 360 realization came onto Kevin. In a flash he's pulling away from you and trying to compose himself. "God, im sorry. I-I didn't mean for my visit to turn out like this." he just wanted to see your face, talk a little bit, not to break down the second he saw you. His eyes dart around as he plays with his own fingers.

You take his hand, guiding him to sit down where you previously were. and god does he really want to scoot himself as close as physically possible to you. but he doesn't want to come off too strong, or like he was needy or anything. but now he's sitting here in arms reach of you and he's nearly screaming inside for you to pull him closer. "Don't be sorry. I’m glad you’re here.” you tell him, softly but firmly. it was more than that thought, and he took the opportunity you'd given him to tell you why he was upset. "I dunno, it wasn't one big thing or anything. but sometimes... sometimes I feel like im too much, you know? or that im not doing enough all at once. But hat probably doesn't make any sense though. kinda stupid, right?" your eyebrows creased together like you were asking what the hell he meant.

Over the course of the better part of an hour he tried so so so damn hard to explain to you what he was feeling and why he thought his entire body felt like it was aching because of it. You listened for a while until you got up to bring the both of you a snack cause he looked a little hungry. he wanted to stay close to you, though, so he followed you to where you kept your snacks and back. and though he was siglent on your short walk, you could almost feel the heaviness that was within him. it seemed to seep through his pores and straight into the air. but you still listened to him, trying to put in what you thought when he needed it.

through broken sobs and quivering lips he had to bite to stop from betraying himself and what he was feeling, he stoped abruptly. "...Like right now." he said simply. "What do you mean?" You prompted. "Are you..." he needed to collect his thoughts and pick himself up, now. "Are you embarrassed of me?" You crained your neck forward, as if you somehow hadn't heard him properly and your ears had tricked you into thinking he had said what you thought he had. "um excuse me? yeah, im gonna need an explanation." you chuckled. and he couldn't help but smile along with your slight laughter. it was infectious. he didn't know why but it seemed like whatever you where feeling he started to as well.

"So far you've spent at least thirty minutes here with men trying to help me." you said. but you still weren't understanding. that was just something you'd do for him. as he'd readily do for you. it came as sedan nature to the both of you and you liked it that way. how you both were so close that either of you could just drop whatever you were doing and help the other. "Does that not seem bad to you?" you simply shook her head. "I had a dream that you were embarrassed of me and how...." he searched for the right words, "you know, needy I can get. And I know it was just s stupid dream, ok? But then I actually started thinking about it." scenes flashed through his mind, burried deep into his heart of all the times you've cared for him. whenever he's feeling insecure and he either came to you about it, or you noticed it, you helped him out of his rut. All the times he's felt sick you've rubbed his back and brought him a cold compress and Vix vapor rub. and sure, he's done these things for you as well... but right now it seemed like he was all the work and you just had to pick up his pieces.

he hated the feeling of causing you so much trouble. and he knew what you would say, too. that "oh no you're not. you need to stop thinking that way about yourself." and he knew it did. he really did know that. but what he also knew was who it seemed like he was acting. no, how he was acting. he wasn't coming to you for every single little thing but sometimes it felt too close to it for his comfort. and not only thing, but, though he knows how you've told him a million times that he's welcome and encouraged to talk things out with you or even just ask for some comfort, he's also well aware how much he's been doing it this past month.

How was it not driving you nuts already? it was sure making him pace around his living room thinking and hoping that you weren't mad at him for it. And he had tried to hold out, ok? he really did today. But then he started thinking about how you probably felt a little suffocated by his latest actions and how it portably looked to outsiders and it made him get all up in his head and that made him only want to come over more. eventually, though, he broke and now here he was feeling bad about even being here.

"you look guilty." you note. "that's cause I am." he admitted, "im sorry that its probably a little weird me coming over like this. or at least me calling you for like an hour because of these things." he swallows thickly, looking at his swinging feet, unable to stop their moving by the floor. you were about to say something but he grasped your hand, blinking a few times and you know you should just let him talk for now. "Is this not embarrassing to you? like, when you talk to people how the hell do you even mention me doing this? I wouldn't blame you if you don't.... you just, seem so happy even when im acting like an actual wreck and y-youre not tired of it? or ashamed? or--" you pull him into your chest, leaning back and bit and letting him fall into a half laying down position, wanting him to be more relaxed.

"you do this for me too, you know?"

"Yeah, but im not the now showing up and the others door like a mess right now. making you take time out of--"

"yeah, but..." you trail off for a moment as he lifts his head up to look you in the eyes. His dark soft hair is sticking up, almost comically, from you pulling at his. more massaging his scalp than anything though, but by the way you gently tugged at his strands he seemed to melt into you easier. "that's what the both of us are here for, no?" you feel him nod into your chest and your small laughter from it causes a vibration to go through your upper chest where he lays his head and into it. you take a deep breath, spurring him to do the same. and for some reason, it really calmed him. air filling his lungs along with you, it felt-- at least to him, that it connected the two of you. releasing, but really it felt like releasing all the negitivity and heaviness that weighed him down. stuck to him like a sickness, and felt like a glue on his lungs that made it hard to breath.

but now, with a clearer head, he listened to you. listened when you said there was no place you'd rather be than with him right now. listened when you told him that no, he's not embarrassing just because he has feelings and lets them out. and he even listened when you told him you're proud of him for still coming to you to talk it out. you wiped the tears from his cheeks with your thumbs and ran your hands through his hair so much it stuck up almost like from electricity. and among talking about other things, the day grew along side the both of you and your chatting. eventually his mind was eased and now taken off of what was bothering him.

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He wondered how you could even do that, as he lay practically on top of you, wanting to fuse your skin together if he could just to get impossibly closer.

He leans in to whisper in your ear, “please. I-I I really need you closer” you look down at your bodies practically fused together, him basically on top of you, chest to chest and his warm nose, reddening from crying pressed into the crook of your neck. Puffs of air from his heavy breaths tickle your skin and you can’t help but smile as you pull him closer. “We’re already so close, Kev” but really, you knew what he meant. You felt it, too. His hardening dick pressing against your thigh. You could tell he’s trying to be inconspicuous about it, scooting away but you just pull him closer, fingers slicking around his back, thumb padding against his spine.

but you can feel him shiver against you. and not in the typical "I feel so good im practicluy purring" type of way. "You cold?" You ask. Though you know he wasn’t. The sound of him moving further on top of you come to your ears before his voice does. “You made me feel so good.” His face presses further into you neck, pressing a kiss into your rapid pulse. “I wanna make you feel good too… that ok?” You didn’t even need think about it before you nod.

a second later you're in your bed and he's laying on top of you just like before.

He keeps kissing at your neck. the pecks getting longer and more sloppy as the hand ticks on the clock, the only other soul in the room with you. he pulls you up with him so he can circle his hands around your back as yours travel under his shirt, riding it up and feeling his bare skin like it was second nature to you, but exploring like it was new to you all the while. a small smile graced his face and pulls his lips upwards ad he closes his eyes and just feels. feels your fingers on him and relishes it. his lips detach from your neck when he feels you on his lower abdomen. god he really looses his focus too quickly.

But how could he not with you, you and all your splendid glory right in front of him, feeling him up and now slipping your hands underneath the waistband of his pants, making him see stars when you start rubbing his hip bones. it made him get all tangled up in the moment it doesn't even register how you start laying him down. and at this point he doesn't really care as you capture his lips in a searing kiss that leaves the both of you feeling woozy. "open your eyes." you purswade gently. he does so, only for him to tug at the hem of your shirt. "Please," he sounds way too whiney and out of breath for the little that you have done, but he can't help it, getting a little ovewelmed by the thought and look of you, "I need more." you sit up on him, legs swung over either side of him and already dripping heat right above his.

You toss your shirt to the side and within a millisecond he's pulling you back down to him, wanting and needing to feel you on him. your chest presses against his and even though you're still wearing a bra he feels like he's in heaven. and "more" is what you start to give him; kissing down his body and telling him everything you love about him. starting with his shoulders, "you carry so much weight, mediforecly but still. Iove that bout you; how you're so willing to help shoulder a burden." you look up at him for a second, taking a break from just mumbling against his skin, "It also helps how they're so nice looking too. Gorgeous." you move to his chest, "I love you chest, know why?" he shakes his head, "its where one of the few biggest hearts I know is kept." you kiss right by where his heart is, hearing it beat rapidly under his burning hot skin. you go a bit further down his torso to his lungs, "these help you take deep breaths to calm down. im happy when you're calm so I love them." his eyes squint in a smile form your words

but suddenly he realizes as you start to kiss your way further down that-- “This is supposed to be about me making you feel good.” He pulls you up to his lips into a searing kiss that your body can't help but freeze in place from. his hips snap up into yours and you let out a surprised groan from the feeling. the pants you were wearing were thin, but still too much of a barrier from him. he stays underneath you, but now he's a bit more in control, wanting to make you feel above and beyond the love and want and all around good feeling you made him have all up until a moment ago. he sits up and his hands brush up and down your bare back, landing at your hips and keeping them there.

he just wants more. more more more until the both of you bursts. his mouth moves against yours in a way that made you think he was a dream. he sensed it too. and he only wanted to build on that feeling. he moves down to your collarbone and he has to tare himself away so as to not leave a hicky. he has to suppress a loud moan when you start moving your hips on him, grinding on his dick. he grips your hips tighter, thumbs pressing into your sides and the both of you parting lips just for a minute to look deep into each others eyes. he's knows that stare on you, though. a look of longing he wants noting more than to satisfy.

His hand hand travels down your torso to palm your throbbing core needing attention. the heel of his palm rubbing at your clit while his lingers work on your interance. even through the clothes you can't help but sigh in pleasure from his actions. Eventually you just can't take it anymore and you start humping his hand, wanting to realize but also not wanting to peel yourself away for more than a moment to take off your bottoms. under you, Kevin, hard as ever now, let out a whine into your mouth at your lust for him. it seemed like you no only had one thing on your mind and he loved it, chased after that need you felt and tried to expound on it.

you break away from him a moment later though cause, fuck this really isn't getting me anywhere. And help him tug his shirt up and over his head he complies it in his hand and puts it to the side to be long forgotten as you link your hands behind his neck and lean back with him as he chases your lips. he smiles into the kiss and it makes you do the same; a quite moment that wasn't ruined by him gently pulling at the waist band of your bottoms in question and you nodding against him. "oh yes please," you breath out, almost relieved, "I have to have you. thought you'd never ask." your tilt your head back, though you're not quite sure what for until he plants another open mouthed kiss on your sweet spot and you feel like blushing and moaning at the same time.

"Me too," he admits In your ear almost as a whisper, a secret only the two of you were able to share. "I wan-- need you closer." his fingers dance down, down, down, until he finds the wet patch you've made on your underwear. God he fucking needs it on his face, tasting you, smelling you, feeling you around him. better yet, why not get it straight from the source? damn it now he needs you on his face too. all the while he's rubbing you just how he knows youll shiver with pleasure and writhe on top of him, you're eyes are closed. and now thinking of it... and wanting you to know about it, makes him get a little bit bolder. "eyes on me, darling," he mimicked what you had said to him earlier. except this one was less commanding. he starts rubbing faster on your clit, making you pull him closer.

he can't take it anymore; with his free hand he begins to palm himself over his pants "I need you to see how you make me feel." you open your eyes to see the erotic sight right in front of you. his head thrown back and stroking himself over his sweats. you can tell he doesn't know what to make or do with himself. and to be completely honestly neither do you. his tongue is poking out to wet his lips as a high pitched keen meets your ears.

He feels like he really does need to-- need to show you how hard you make him. how else is he supposed to help you to understand all that he wants you to right now? You scoot his hand out of the way and replace it with your own "do I get you like this?" he presses his lips together and nods, barely able to form words with your hand moving on him now. "mmhm only you." the confession made you smile but you weren't able to continue the moment when he shifts so that you drop your hand and lay down further. "remember? you." he chuckles. he returns his hands to your heat, you tugging down your bottoms in the process.

Now that he sees you clad in just your underwear and bra, he can't help but crawl back up to eye level and give a quick peck to your lips. it was too fucking sweet to describe. with a cute smile pulling at his lips, he backs up and his fingers return to pleasure you. your underwear was sticking to your pussy uncomfortably now, wet patch now more visible. and as much as he wanted to tease you more, he also knew what you needed. he rolls down your underwear just as he would any other time. that was one of the things you loved about him, you thought as he dips his fingers into your wetness, testing the waters. you didn't know he was going to come over, you deffintly didn't know that it was going to turn into this. it wasnt like you wore anything special and dressed up, but he still loved it all. noticed was amiss, noting changed.

that was one of the reasons why you didn't mind having to spend so much time comforting him. cause he does the same for you an no matter if you dressed up or not he still gave you what you needed, not just sexually but in general. so of course you'd treat him the same way.

You make a sound of pleasure and now he's hooked, chasing more form you. dropping his entire body down further, he comes face to face with your glistening cunt. the fact that he made you like this-- god can barely think because of it. he takes an experimental lick up your folds and holds his tongue at your clit, putting hot, wet, and steady pressure on it. the muscle moves a bit more, kitten licking at your hole, sucking at your clit, and doing all the things that makes you wanna combust.

his tongue goes in and out, poking inside your gummy walls. and he feels like he's in heaven with you right now. He can barely handle it as he feels you clench around noting and you whisper out his name over and over again, pulling at his hair, tighter than before, bringing him impossibly closer. he grasps your hips to pull your up and even closer. the new angle hitting just right you can't help my moan. "fuck-- I-- I need--" you don't even know what you need at this point you just want more of this, more of him. He's eating you like a starved man, already drunk on how you taste on his tongue, wanting more.

While his tongue works on in between your folds his nose is getting wet bumping at your clit. His hands on your hips makes it perfect to grind on his face. but he doesn't mind, invites it, actually. He just holds out his tongue and lets you grind your way dangerously close to your high. He starts to move along with you, matching your movements as his dick twitches in his pants. the added pressure is just what you needed to go over the edge. you start to slow your movements on him, him picking up the pace so to help you ride it out. his hips rock into the mattress, wanting and needing to feel more. you're sounds proving to be too much without himself feeling something. You're moaning and groaning and whining along with him against you as you feel pure euphoria rush through you like a wave of perfection.

You try to even out your breath as he rubs at your hip bones, sitting up to keep himself from grinding on the bed, he can already tell he's not gonna last long enough to have you later too. "You--" you don't even know what to say as he brings you up with him, you know sitting on his thigh and you don't know if you can take it anymore. neither can he, seeing you cum-- it took everything in him not to follow along with you. he can't help but thrust his hardness up, barely feeling you in the end but he needs something, anything. just the thought of himself feeling your slick on his cock. that's all he needs, really; your wetness on him. he just needs to feel it. so he keeps going, angling his thrusts towards your pussy. he fucks himself into you, needing to feel you on him.

he locks his lips on yours as you rut yourself on his thigh. your fingers that were in his hair unties his pants and inches them down enough so that he get thrust up, getting his tip wet through one less layer. The feeling makes him press his lips harder on yours. he whines into your mouth and you don think you've ever heard a sound prettier. his hands are griping your hips, traveling to your back to bring you closer. you're grinding on his thigh as he tries to grind onto yours, the slick that travailed down your thigh making it easy to slide, rubbing up and down, his mind blank.

he's almost looses sight again with his lips moving in sync with yours. He breaks the kiss to watch his own hand go down to capture your release on them, fucking it back into you when you urge him to hurry up. he curls his fingers right where you want him to, pumping them in and out at the same pace he was thrusting into your thigh. you had just came so the feeling was ten times stronger than before. He senses what you're feeling and pecks your lips one more time before driving his fingers back into your heat. "give me one more? please I know you can." he nearly pleads with you.

You hump his palm, chasing your own high. a slow and intimate grind but enough to get you what you want and need. he feels woozy because of the feeling of your cream lathering up his fingers and forming a ring around the base, now dripping onto his palm as he watches his fingers roll in and out. a moment later and you're releasing all over his hand, his whining while he humps your leg taking it to a whole new level as you moan out in pleasure. and now he's rubbing the slick you've given him back into your pussy

your lips are back on his in an instant, unable to stay away for long after the leg shaking orgasm he gave you. he looks down at his boner. not realizing he had cum along with your with his release making a wet patch all on the front of his boxers. "you're still hard?" you chuckle. "For you? always." he smiles, more of a smirk than anything, back at you. breathing heavy and labored and eyes squinted.

"Do you have a condom?" he asks, half actually asking and half wondering aloud if you wanted to go any further, "I don't think I can keep on seeing you look so perfect without doing anything about it any longer." he wonders if he's even making sense. but when you peck his lips and reach over to your nightstand. he freezes, but he's back to life in a second when you turn to him with one.

“aren’t you glad you’re here?” You laugh, “you get to share you feelings and we get to have each other.”

He’s sure the way you said it must be a joke I’m some way but yeah, he's really glad he came over.

~end~

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[sebsxphia]

Okay okay hear me out on this….you’ve been with hangman for a while and being the dick (affectionate) that he is one night he teases and edges you until you finally admit who else on the dagger squad you want to fuck and the name you spit out is the only one he didn’t expect to hear….Bob.

So one night at the hard deck while you’re away for a moment getting another drink at the bar he offers you up to Bob, thinks it’ll be a good experience for him, maybe he’ll loosen up and learn a thing or two.

We all know good and well tho that it’s always the quiet ones and Bob does in fact fuck so it’s no suprise to you when he takes the reins. He’s still Bob so he’s still gentle in a way so it only makes sense that he kisses you softly as his hand grips your throat and that he tells you how good you are after he demands you cum again despite the overstimulation

Look at you, such a good girl all fucked out for me, gonna make you nice and cock drunk so you don’t have to worry about thinking anymore okay darlin’?

After Bob fucks you past the point of screaming, your eyes glazing over and your mind fogging as you went cock drunk, he finally finishes, cumming deep inside you with a groan. He’s gentle as he pulls out of you, presses a kiss to your forehead and shushes you when you whine i know baby I know you dont like being empty but it’s okay, now it’s Jake’s turn to fuck you and keep you nice and full

Anyway happy Wednesday 😊

IM HEARING YOU OUT ALL THE FUCKING WAY FOR THIS

i’m on my knees crawling for more of this because holy shit. soft!dom bob!! soft!dom bob!! soft!dom bob!!!!!!!

the bit where he grips your throat but still kisses you softly!!!!! and the soft and gentle words “i know, i know baby i know you don’t like being empty” “look at you, such a good girl all fucked out for me” !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i actually had to take five after reading this. this has completely flawed me my brain is so mushy right now. even though it’s his first time fucking you, he’s not holding back and giving it to you good just so you remember what it feels like. he almost wants to fuck you better than jake, just to prove to him that he’s not this quiet and shy guy. he fucks and he fucks good.

when jake takes over and keeps you nice and full, you whine out at the sensation again. jake has to admit it, he loves sloppy seconds and he loves seeing you completely cock drunk for someone else. his ego can’t help himself though and he’s slapping your cheek lightly to bring you back to him. “focus on me now, sugar. you can have bob all over again, promise.”

jesus christ thank you so so so much for this incredible thot my dear!!!!! 💌💖

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[missmeinyourbones]

im going insane thinking about armin and i would love to hear your thots on him <3

ANYTHING FOR U AKIRA <3 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

cw: NSFW 18+ minors and ageless blogs will be blocked for interacting. mentions of fingering, oral, praise, a bit of dirty talk, hes so soft im sorry this is my blog my rules

ok so here's the thing....i feel like people label armin as either one thing or another. like no matter what is it...he's all in. because when i see smut for him its either hes 100% subbing with a mommy kink and being pegged or hes 100% daddy domming and brat taming LOL which is fine but...personally i see armin being extremely go w the flow when it comes to sex (especially w the person he loves)

like i dont think power dynamics mean anything to him??? he will literally do whatever you want no matter how the wind blows??? i think he's willing to try anything once bc he trusts you and literally just wants to make you happy and feel good. i think he's very service oriented in that way, eager to please. so if you have something youre into, he's likely to be into it as well because it makes you feel good and excited and therefore does the same to him!!!! king of versatility

back to the service thing, he LOVES to give oral/fingering. like its almost just as euphoric for him as it is for you (he cums untouched almost every time). very intuitive in the sense that he’s observant of your reactions. he takes note of how you shake a little bit in his hold when he massages that spongy spot inside of you with a delicate finger or two. how youre more quiet when he teases you through your panties, but far louder and more responsive when his hands are directly on your skin. how u buck your hips upward when his nose teasingly brushes against ur clit. hes just constantly listening and observing you!!!! because u feeling good allows him to feel good!!!! king of service 

i shall say....i do see him having an oral fixation LOL i think he likes to suck things, regardless of what they are. he likes ur (or his own) fingers in his mouth, he likes ur skin between his teeth and tongue, sub or not he will suck the fuck out of a strap <3 u heard it here first

i think he has a praise kink for both giving and receiving. ive made it clear that he likes to worship u and make u feel good, but when u give it back to him, its such a confidence boost for him. a big fan of making u say things like “tell me how that feels, angel” or “you look so pretty like this, say you look pretty like this” he’s really big on verbal communication and hearing how good he’s making you feel 

i also think he really appreciates when you are insistent on returning the favor. bc he’s such a giver all of the time, whenever u ask to do something for him its like a second nature for him to brush it off like “nonono dont worry im fine, i like making you feel good.” so when u take the reigns a bit and blow him or do something just for him, as a thank you for making you feel so good, it makes it all the better to him

in conclusion i think theres a lot more to him when it comes to sex !!!!! hes not just 1 or 2 hard types, he’s very flexible and truly all about his partner :) cute baby

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[gaienenkidou]

HELLO 6 7 20 enkidu character opinions Please

wtffff i had to dig through my activity to find that you sent this because it got eaten by other notifs!!!! whoever coded this website needs to get fired i swears. ON IT BOSS o7

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

im more chatty online but even then the amount i talk depends on the day. but irl I understand why enkidu is the way he is in any social situation because quite frankly yeah me too. i dont even talk irl i just think to myself and observe everyone and just go "ahum yup ok" and nod at everything people say because literally what am i supposed to say. but once people talk about a topic im familiar with i might say a thing or two all of a sudden. maybe three. the only difference is that enkidu is The strongest man ever and i am just some random ass person that takes care of children sometimes

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

unib memes range from annoyingly overused as per usual for fgs (chesto/akatsuki thot slayer. mika XD half of the time. hilda is 19...do people even still make bathwater and jav jokes anymore oh god those were annoying day ONE) or either funny to Mehhhh depending on the context (just any memes involving merkava come to mind. wagner honest mids My toxic trait is thinking a good chunk of them are funny btw. nana jokes are hit or miss too) but enkidu memes have always been the ones i've consistently laughed at the most being removed from my inherent bias and i imagine that's the result of him being very under the radar. but like holy shit enkidu mains are funny as fuck? the enkidu tier jokes in unist. you had to be there for the "they added enkidu in uniclr" era. and then the memes after that when they took 66c away from us. and of course "I guess I won't say anything..." and the enkidu autism jokes. guy who just has the funniest meme material with just his balancing history and being the way he is ALONE

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

even though they have the whole "ending each other with honor" thing going on the fact that they kinda worked together in uni2 (wished we couldve actually seen how they were working together ahahahaha. ha) and also their mutual respect for each other i think wald and enkidu should settle down from their own debts and be old men besties. idk linne can have a weird uncle now or something i just want to see them talk in a slice of life context so bad ESPECIALLY FOR WALDSTEIN. like they can't just give us funny ass trivia like "he has to eat like 7 bowls of food and also needs to enter the back door" and not put him in SoL situations with other people.

#asks #omiwa txts #under night in birth #its always fun when i get to talk about enkidu for Free

[write-and-buried]

I'm thrilled that you're enjoying all of us spiraling down the tlou rabbit hole but also-- may we hear your thots ? 👀👀

FUCK YES

So, spoiler free. After i finished the episode i went grocery shopping and accidentally bought fifty bucks worth of comfort cheese.

TLOU SPOILERS (EPISODE ONE & GAME) BELOW THE CUT

OK, In no particular order;

The way they introduced the concept of a fungal pandemic was amazing, the absolute dread that opener inspired was absolutely amazing, and I really commend them for adding that little bit of world building.

Speaking of dread - the way we just follow Sarah about her day, the little hints of the world rapidly going to hell around them with her being an innocent child who is none the wiser, was amazing. The old lady twitching out of focus in the background was hella effective.

Oh god. Joel & Sarah. Their relationship is perfect. The way they caught this sliver of one day of their lives and you already know so much about them, that Sarah has definitely been raised in a loving environment, feels comfortable and safe with her dad, and that they are extremely close. It's magnificent.

Im gonna jump around a little here, but the bookend deaths in this episode were EXTREMELY effective. Joel killing his neighbour with a wrench out of necessity, the way Sarah reacts (reasonably and terrified) and almost looks at her dad differently. Ellie, who watches Joel brutally murder someone with his bare hands, which it could be argued he didnt have to do (this guy could have been bribed) and she looks like she trusts him more.

TESS!! Oh god. TBH I never really paid her much attention on my playthroughs, but MAN they did us a favour by fleshing her out - the softness and intimacy she displays with Joel, the sarcasm.

THAT scene; I knew it was coming. I knew I would cry. I didnt know id cry so hard id have to pause the show, get up and have a cigarette to calm down.

ELLIE;

Bella Ramsey is perfect in this role. They have such a command of the character, the sarcasm, you already get the feeling that she knows she is alone in the world, and is trying to hide it as best she can. But Ellie is just a kid.

The scene of her immediately getting yeeted into a wall was absurdly funny and shouldnt have made me laugh.

She places her trust in strength, and that's going to come back in Winter.

JOEL;

Oh god Joel.

Lets talk about two BIG changes they have made, right off the bat. He is more sympathetic, and more unhinged.

The drugs, was a surprising choice, but one that makes complete sense. He is truly a wounded animal, medicating and lashing out at any given opportunity.

I love that they have him as Tess's attack dog - because thats exactly what he is. A German Shepherd with PTSD.

His blunt, dont give a fuck attitude is absolutely spot on, and the way he carries himself, single minded and focused is so spot on.

THEY HAD NO RIGHT FOR OUR FIRST SHOT TO BE OF A SHIRTLESS SNUGGLER - THAT WAS RUDE AS FUCK

LETS GET THIS OUT OF THE WAY - ALWAYS KEEP HIM WET. THE SLICK BACK HAIR, THE WHORE STANCE, THE ABSOLUTE FERAL LOOK OF RAGE ON HIS FACE, I AM DESPERATE TO FUCK THIS MAN.

POSTCARDS;

RATION CARDS AND PUBLIC EXECUTIONS THAT'S WHERE MY BABIES LIVED I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

In short, I loved it. I thought it was a wonderful first episode, with enough nods to the game for people who have played it, without leaving those who havent completely in the dark.

#tlou spoilers #joel miller #i have feelings and thoughts

[poopyballz28]

Random Katou + Katsumi hc's

some hc's of my favorite characters in the series plz enjoy 👍

• Kiyo is so fucking good at those arcade motorcycle games HE GETS FIRST EVERY TIME probably because he has a motorcycle for real

• DO NOT let katou drive that is not good news. its usually katsumi that drives cause his road rage is significantly better than katous.

Katsumi just curses a lot and pinches the bridge of his nose all frustrated but kiyo will park his car, get out and commit a felon

Kiyosumi will fucking run red lights and race random people it is not safe dont EVER let him touch the steering wheel its not worth it

• katsumis bisexual awakening was when he caught himself just staring at another dudes ass and he was like "oh OH...im gay"

"im gay...im gay i like men oh my god"

• Katou tells people to kill themselves online and he does NOT care about the consequences

• Natsue has a little photo book filled with pictures of katsumi when he was younger and even kinda recently. There's pictures of him at his school sports festival, some Natsuyasumi's, his graduation photo etc etc. She loves to show anyone he brings over the pictures. Katsumi gets pretty embarrassed about it.

oh yeah and Katsumi would win fucking every game at his school sports festival he's awesome

• When Katsumi gets like reeeally startled he'll scream really really high its like a literal girl scream. Katou thinks its the best fucking thing ever.

• Katou is like a cat kinda and katsumis more like a dog and for some reason, this is very cute to me

• i feel like katsumi and katou went from like two pretty good friends like a senpai and student type relationship but they ended up becoming these chaotic bestfriends who make fun of each other all of the time

• Sometimes Katou will be in an alley and just petting cats its adorable. He'll have the most genuine smile on his face too like not no smart ass smirk or evil smile its fucking pure calm happiness I love this guy   

• Kiyo is homophobic thats it guys I'll be here all night

He's the guy who's all like "Two dudes kissing!?! Dude, that's fucking weird." but only watches gay porn

• This isn't a headcanon but can we talk about how fucking beautiful and stunning Katsumi is in every fucking frame and panel in the anime and manga. How are you so gorgeous i hate it its annoying

• Katou reeks of sweat and weed and it is very strong. People will pass him in the dojo and they'll be like "OH GOD what is that smell"

Imagine Katsumi just coming up to him (katsumi smelling like flowers and perfectness) like "Hey you should....Take a shower....Before you come here....☺️😊"

• Katsumi is the type to say all women are queens (unironically)

Someone (kiyo) would say "thats cringe" and hes like "but its true tho 😁"

FUCKING CORNBALL!!!!

Katsumi: "All women...are queens."

Kiyosumi: "If she breathes...SHE'S A THOT"

#baki dou #baki headcanons #baki the grappler #baki hanma #baki son of ogre #katou kiyosumi #kiyosumi katou #orochi katsumi #katsumi orochi #anime #manga

[n7punk]

I literally rush to Ao3 to see what was the name of the college AU where drunk kissing happens so I could ask if that's the one. Low and behold you've already made the TOHT series page to stop us from guessing.

i thought it might be obvious what i was working on with the tagline after the series title, but i also knew it was super random to be returning to a fic from two years ago.

the anniversary of toht starting is on the 29th, so I'm probably going to post the first chapter of 'silenced words & daydreams' then. i think its going to be like 3-4 chapters (since im already on chapter 3 and haven't hit everything yet, but im also not that far in).

toht is probably my fic i've returned to the second most, after ditm (and, incidentally, those are the ones ive done edits of, though the toht edit was a lot more minor than the ditm one, not adding anything and preserving the phrasing & styling that i now wouldn't use because its confusing at times but... thats part of the fic, and that fic is seared in my brain, so i don't want to change it). i did a reread while i was sick last month and it got me thinking about all the Thots i had for the verse that i never wrote so... here we are.

i've been working on novels lately (wrote one, revised an old one, and started a third one in the last three months) but i've been working on catradora fic a little here and there. i had the OotW fics i posted recently, i have three au addition fic wips, and ive... ahem... 'gathered research' for another (not to mention i still have like 4 new au ideas and a whole list of OotW ones). don't know when any of these wips will be done/ready (one dates back to last summer.....), but catradora definitely never left my mind, i've just had other projects on the forefront.

oh god please no XD for the past few months, ive been turning anon on for like, the week i post a fic and then turning it off to not get random ones. i also just turn it off whenever i'm fatigued because it greatly reduces the number of messages i get (not that i mind messages, they just take energy and i dont always answer). though i am fatigued right now, i turned it on to give people options to guess because i wanted to see how long it would take :P

i will say, one thing that has changed is i haven't really had interest in writing smut in... a long time. so its not likely to show up much for the time being. that's been seen in a lot of my fics this year, though. ive had more interest in writing stuff that is rated T or M rather than outright E, so the hornies are just gonna have to wait more. sometimes its part of a plot so it still shows up, but i just haven't been interested. that's also why i haven't returned to the Do It For Me series despite having a whole list of ideas for it, because most of them would definitely be rated e.

#ask #anon #ficmeta #fic rambling