#i'm so sorry for the aggressive feelings here

[kinokappe]

࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙ ⪩⪨ ࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜ ࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚

Sweet Girl

Pairing: Ghost x Fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, mean Ghost (slight), degradation (slight), name calling, rough, P in V sex

⚠️ NSFW UNDER CUT, MDNI⚠️

You were being a brat, whining and pouting at Ghost, teasing him until he eventually got frustrated and pushed you away. All he wanted was some peace and quiet, and here you were, following him into the room and disturbing the silence he craved.

"Stop being a fucking brat, yeah princess?" He growled into your ear, driving his cock so deep into your pussy, the rough drag of his fat cock eliciting erotic, almost pornographic squelching from your abused cunny.

He held your hips up, his dick slamming into your ass unforgivingly. "Do you like this, huh? Bratty bitch who doesn't know how to behave..." He grumbled, his hand smoothing over your back and down to your stomach, pressing down on your abdomen harshly, letting you feel every drag of his cock.

"'S too much Si, I.. I can't!" You whimper as your vision goes blurry, tears of pleasure brimming in the corner of your eyes as you feel another orgasm start to form, but he's unrelenting.

His hand trails lower between your legs, his calloused fingertips rolling and pinching at your puffy clit, smearing your wetness over your sensitive folds. "You feel so good, baby... So tight for me... Last one, I promise, luv.." he whispered, biting your ear and causing a shiver to run up your spine.

His earlier aggressive, rough demeanor melted when he felt your pussy clamp down on him, his thrusts turning sloppy and needy as he neared his own orgasm. He couldn't help the desperate way he circled your clit, his dick twitching inside you eagerly, ready to spill his load.

"I'm gonna come~ please, please don't stop~!" Your throat goes dry as you scream for him, the squelching sounds from your pussy sinful and erotic. The bed creaked loudly under the both of you and you can feel him grip your hip tighter, his other hand applying pressure on your clit.

His eyes are half-lidded, dark and lustful as he finally pushes you over the edge, his thick, bulbous cockhead pushing in deep until he kisses your cervix, eliciting a loud moan of his name from your pretty lips. Your juices coat his entire length, white, sticky and creamy as he continues to pump into you, two, three more times until you feel his hot cum cost your walls.

It's warm, filling you up until his spend is leaking from the sides. "You're so pretty... Such a good girl for me" she whispers, collapsing in top of you and caressing your sides. You're speechless to say the least, breathless and tired from the many orgasms he had pulled for you.

He wraps his arms around you, shifting your position so you were snuggled into his chest. You fell asleep cuddled in his arms, legs draped over one another as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear, rubbing your back soothingly with praise that you did good.

"Don't be such a brat next time, sweet girl... Unless you want me to keep punishing you"

A/n: this was so quick y'all 😞😞 sorry for the lack of posts, was taking a small break since I just graduated LMAO. I will be posting more 😋😋

#simon ghost riley #ghost #call of duty #ghost x reader #ghost x reader smut #cod #ghost cod #ghost cod smut #ghost smut #cod smut #smut fanfiction #cod modern warfare

[mj0702]

For @helen-with-an-a

Lucy was laying on the couch Ona pressed against side and partly on top of her your sister absently drawing patterns on her girlfriends back as she heard the door got opened – rather aggressively. Seconds later you made your way into the living room and alone on the way you stormed inside Lucy saw how angry you were. You stood in front of them and looked down on them with an absolute furious look on your face

“Yes?” your sister looked up at you bewildered

“You...” you growled out before your focus switched to Ona “... and YOU”

“Bubs... calm down and tell me.. us.. tell us what upset you” Lucy said trying to calm you down

“BOTH of you are fucking hypocrites!!!” you said and both Lucy and Ona sank a little deeper into the couch by your outburst

“Excuse me” your sister asked perplex

“I just got asked by a “fan” if your little tete-a-tete started... if it really started at Lstans wedding or even before when you were both in Manchester?” you exploded before pointing at Lucy “YOU get angry and upset because I didn't say anything about Georgia and here YOU are fucking that little spanish girl all the way back then... I can't believe you did this to me... you Lucy... YOU of all people... did you even wait till Kei moved out??”

“Woah calm down...” Lucy said sitting up after she gently nudged Ona of her “You do NOT speak like this to me OR Ona...”

“You apparently don't talk to me either” you spat back and Lucy saw how your fingernails were digged into your palms

“Calm down” your sister repeated soothingly

“The fuck I will” you said furiously turning around leaving and as you were about to leave the room you couldn't hold back and punched the wall

“Y/N Tough Bronze! Come back here - NOW” Lucy exclaimed shocked and angry at the same time

“NO” you yelled back already halfway down the hallway

“I'll...” your sister looked at her girlfriend pointing in the general direction where you just disappeared to “I don't know what's going on – but please don't take her seriously”

“I would lie if I'd say it doesn't hurt what she said” Ona said carefully

“I know... and I'm sorry – but... I'll figure it out okay?” Lucy said pleadingly

“Go.... whatever is going on – she needs you” the blonde spaniard said offering a weak smile and Lucy left towards your room

“Can I come in?” your sister asked through the closed door

“You can go and...” you started to spat already throwing stuff into your bag

“... if you finish that sentence there will be consequences” Lucy interrupted you angrily before she took a deep breath calming herself down

“No need....” you said coldly after you ripped your door open with your bag in your hand storming past her – or at least you tried

“No you don't...” your sister reacted quickly grabbing your arm “We're going to talk about it – you won't run away”

“Let go” you growled towards her “... or I see myself kicking your right knee – hard... very hard”

“Go on then... do it.. kick my knee if it makes you feel better – but I won't let you leave” Lucy said calmly her grip loosening a little around your arm

“Lucy.... let go” you growled

“No...” your sister said lowly “... I NEVER cheated on Keira... NEVER...”

“You fucked...” you spat but your anger started to leave your body with Lucys calm demeanor

“... I never... not until I transferred to Barcelona – you know Keira and I were way over at this point...” Lucy said honestly

“... but you never talked to me.. you never told me” you said your anger switching to sadness

“... I didn't know how... you love Kei... you adore her....” your sister said letting go of your arm seeing you wouldn't try to run again “... I didn't want to bring you into a position where you feel the need to pick sides – I wanted to wait until you would … I don't know.. better understand the situation or see how good friends Kei and Ona are so it would be.. easier?”

“You got so mad because of G and I and yet here you stand saying you wanted it to be easier” you said sadly

“I'm sorry about who I reacted about G... I really am Bubs” Lucy carefully laid her hand on your shoulder

“Okay...” you said not really comfortable with your sisters touch at the moment but still needing the physical touch

“Bubs please...” your sister pleaded with you for a little more reaction feeling how tense you were

“I... just can't at the moment...” you said “... can I please leave? I'll be at Keiras”

“Sure...” Lucy said biting her lip hard so you wouldn't hear how hard it hurt her you asking her that question “... of course you can leave... Just... just let me know when you're at Keis okay?”

“Yeah okay” you breathed out before you walked down the hallway

[jo-speaks]

boat ride

in which...

Quinn takes fem! reader out for a ride on the lake.

warning: smut below! MDNI!!

note: second imagine for my 'alphabet dates' series! This one really isn't a "date", but it's okay. also, this is my first time writing smut so I would really appreciate some feedback bc I have no idea if it's good or not (i'm laughing but i'm not) wc: 2083

“Hey. Are you awake?”

You blinked your eyes open, turning to face Quinn, “I am now.” He let out a breathy laugh, “Sorry.”

Making a noise, you rolled over completely to wrap one of your legs over his waist. Your hand gently found its way to the nape of his neck, messing with the messy curls. Instinctively, he brought up his own hand to slightly lift up the big hoodie you were wearing, which was actually his, to rub the thigh of the leg that you had placed over top of him. 

“What time is it?” You mumbled. 

Quinn reached behind his head to grab his phone that was next to the bed, “2:45.”

Suddenly the lack of light in the room made a lot of sense. You and Quinn had been out on the lake the whole day and the second you had taken a shower after coming back in the house, you passed out in your shared bed. 

You tugged gently on Quinn’s curls, causing him to let out a groan. He leaned down to place a kiss on your lips.

It started off like every other kiss, slow, soft, and full of love. But, it slowly became more aggressive. You tried to pull away to take a breath, but Quinn didn’t let you. He trailed his hand up, going from your thigh to your ass. 

He gave it a gentle squeeze, causing you to let out a soft moan into the kiss. You didn’t pull away from the kiss, that had now turned into something far from sweet, as you shifted over Quinn, your legs on either side of his waist. 

You rolled your hips into Quinn, causing him to grip you tighter and buck his own hips up closer to you. 

Before it could go any further, you pushed his lips away from you. He tried to pull you back in, but you kept him away. 

“What are you doing? Are you okay?” He asked, sounding extremely out of breath. 

“Yeah, I just…” You took a deep breath, “We can’t do this here.” Quinn furrowed his eyebrows, “Why not? They’re all asleep.”

You shook your head, “I know. But how many times do your brothers wake up around this time to grab something or use the bathroom?”

Quinn took a second to think about your words, realizing you were right. He knew how you felt about people hearing the two of you during such an intimate moment, and he couldn’t help but feel the same way.

He’s the only one who could hear you that way.

After a minute or two, he lifted you off of him and grabbed his phone. Before you could question his actions, he spoke up. 

“Put your shoes on. We’re going somewhere.” He mumbled, getting up and walking out of the room. 

You took a moment, then immediately snapped into action. You slipped on a pair of Uggs and quietly got up to follow Quinn. Making your way downstairs, you could see your boyfriend standing out on the porch, keys in hand. 

Walking over, you slid open the glass door, causing Quinn to turn around. He closed the door quickly, grabbing your hand in his as he walked towards the deck. 

Obviously, it wasn’t busy at all. You could see some lights in the distance, coming from the country club, but the lake itself was pretty dark and quiet. Peaceful, even.

By the time you finished taking in the scenery, you could hear the engine of the boat turn on. Quinn grimaced at the loudness before extending his hand out towards you. You gladly accepted, stepping into the boat. You sat on the floor of the boat next to Quinn who was in the driver's seat.

The moment you were in, Quinn was driving off. The further away you got from the house, the more of your surrounding you were able to take in. Small waves were forming the more he sped up. You knew he wasn’t taking in anything, his mind only focused on one goal, but that didn’t stop you from speaking up. 

“It’s pretty out here.” You said, looking up at Quinn.

He didn’t answer, instead putting the boat in park. Looking down at you, he gave you a sweet smile before pulling you up to straddle his lap. Quinn took a minute, taking in your features as he rubbed his hands softly over your thighs. 

“How did I get so lucky?” He mumbled, leaning in to press his lips on yours.

Like before, there was something so sweet about the kiss. Your lips moved softly against his as you wished you could stay in this moment forever.

However, you both knew that wasn’t going to happen. At least not right now. 

As if it was muscle memory, you grind your hips into Quinn slowly, allowing a soft groan to escape his lips. He gave your sides a squeeze as he pressed you down harder, allowing you to feel him through his sweats. 

Knowing it was the only thing covering you, he left your hoodie on, not wanting to expose you to the chilly Michigan winds, yet his hands still found their way underneath it. You shivered as he grazed his hands over your breasts, the coldness of his fingers causing your nipples to peak.

Quinn continued his actions as he pulled away from your lips, trailing his kisses from your lips down to your neck. Your hands found their way to the back of his head, gripping tightly as he found that one spot that made you squirm. 

You let out a soft moan, “Quinn.”

“I know, baby.” He whispered.

He didn’t stop his attack on your neck as he pulled your panties to the side. The second his fingers came in contact with the wetness between your legs, he couldn’t help but smirk. “All this from a few kisses?”

You didn’t get the chance to respond as he spread your slick around, quickly finding the spot you needed his fingers the most. You let out a moan, louder than you intended to, as Quinn rubbed your clit. 

“Shit, Quinn.” You mumbled, biting your lip, trying to keep yourself from getting too loud. 

Unfortunately for you, Quinn wasn’t a fan of the silence. He moved his fingers faster, causing more noises to spill involuntarily past and your hips to grind against his hand. 

“Been so long. Let me hear you, sweet girl.” He whispered. 

At this point, Quinn didn’t care if you were cold or not. He lifted your hoodie up, exposing your bare chest to him. He let out a groan before he got closer, pressing sloppy kisses all over your breasts. 

It was slowly becoming too much. His fingers mixed with the feeling of his tongue running over your nipples was getting you closer and closer to your peak. 

The second your noises became louder and your back arched closer to his mouth, Quinn knew it was coming. 

Suddenly, the knot in your stomach snapped, a stream of obscenities past your lips as your legs shook and you gripped his hair tighter, the groan he let out only adding to the pleasure.

“There you go.” Quinn mumurred, keeping his movements going as he worked you through your high. 

You shifted away from his hand the second you came down, silently telling Quinn it was too much. He understood completely, pulling his hand away from your now sensitive pussy.

He placed a soft kiss on your lips, “You did so good, baby. You always do.”

His praise was something you would never get sick of, especially during moments like this. It let you know that he cared about you, not that you ever questioned it, but the constant reassurance made sure of that. 

Quinn wanted to give you a minute to rest, but you didn’t need it. Almost instantly, you lifted your hips, tugging at the waistband of his pants. He chuckled as you struggled to get them down due to his seated position.

After a few seconds of laughing at your struggles, he helped you out. He lifted his hips and pulled them down along with his navy boxers. 

You let out a soft gasp as his cock slapped against his stomach. He laughed softly at your reaction, knowing you’ve seen it a million times. Pulling you back towards him, he kissed you slowly. 

You were getting antsy, wanting nothing more than for him to be inside of you. You pulled away suddenly, causing a look of confusion to wash over his face. 

“What’s wrong?” 

“I need you, Quinny.” You admitted bashfully. 

A smirk appeared on his face, “Yeah? What do you need from me, pretty girl?” 

You were at a loss for words, the only thoughts forming in your head being lewd ones. When you didn’t answer, Quinn bucked his hips up, the tip of his cock nudging against your clit. The noise that escaped your mouth was one Quinn would never forget. 

“That.” You whispered, “I need you to fuck me, Quinn.” 

He smiled at your confession. Deciding not to make you wait any longer, he lined himself up before entering you with one swift thrust. The two of you let out matching moans at the action, neither one of you moving as you adjusted to feeling.

“I missed you.” Quinn panted, trying his best not to move until you did. 

You closed your eyes as you lifted your hips before dropping them again, causing a raspy moan to pass Quinn’s lips. “I missed you too.”

Opening your eyes, you got a good look at Quinn’s current state. You had only moved once, but his head was thrown back and his eyes were shut as he breathed heavily. You smiled at the sight, deciding to move your hips up again to see his reaction. 

The second you did, he couldn’t hold back anymore. He snapped his head up and began thrusting into you relentlessly. By the way he was feeling, Quinn wasn’t sure if he’d last. 

“Oh my god.” You cried out, trying to stay up straight. 

Quinn let out a strangled gasp, “You feel so good, Y/N. So-” He cut himself off with a loud groan as you clenched around him involuntarily.

Your head came down onto his shoulders as you wrapped your hands around his upper body to keep yourself grounded. Your nails dragged down his back, a cry of pleasure leaving your mouth as he hit that spot inside of you that made you see stars. 

He let out a guttural moan at the feeling, knowing the scratches would be red and visible in the morning. 

You rise and fall on his cock, harder and faster as you match his thrusts, his only response being a breathy grunt at the overwhelming feeling. 

“I’m close, Quinny.” You whimpered, trying your best to prolong your orgasm as much as you could in order to not end the moment.

But you could only do so much. 

Quinn brought one hand down from your waist to your clit, pressing down rather hard before rubbing it for the second time that night.

“Shit!” You called out.

You couldn’t keep up as he buried himself impossibly deeper into you. His actions were becoming more and more sloppy as he got close. And by the way his grip got tighter on your hip, you could tell he was right there with you.

You let out a breathy moan, “I’m gonna come.”

Quinn’s finger sped up, as did his hips, “Then come, baby. No one’s stopping you.”

It was those words that did it.

For the second time that night, you let go, allowing yourself to be in complete euphoria as Quinn continued moving, trying to extend your moment of pure bliss. 

The feeling of your muscles contracting around him caused Quinn to let go with you, his release spurting inside of you as he let out noise that could only be described as sinful. 

When you both came to, he placed loving kisses on your shoulder. “Did so good for me. So good.”

You made a noise, your body too exhausted to move from your current position. You both didn’t make any effort to move away from each other, trying to enjoy the closeness you had been starved of since the start of the offseason. 

“I love you.” Quinn whispered, “I love you more than you know.”

A sweet smile formed on your face, “I love you too.”

#quinn hughes #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes smut #quinn hughes x reader #nhl #nhl hockey

[unforgivenntired2]

Sparks Fly 💥💥

Bakugoxreader

It was another typical day at UA High School, and you were feeling particularly stressed out. Balancing your hero training with regular classes was no easy feat, but you were determined to become a pro hero no matter the cost. However, there was one person who made your life harder – Katsuki Bakugo.

Bakugo had a reputation for being aggressive, loud, and extremely competitive. But there was something about him that drew you in, something that made your heart race whenever he was near. You were pretty sure he knew the effect he had on you, and he seemed to relish in it.

After a tiring day of training, you were heading back to the dorms, exhausted and ready to collapse into bed. You turned a corner and nearly collided with Bakugo, who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, a scowl on his face.

"Watch where you're going, idiot," he growled, though there was a glint of something else in his eyes, but you weren't able to make sure what.

"S-Sorry." you stammered, feeling your face heat up. You tried to sidestep him, but he moved to block your path.

"Where do you think you're going?" he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.

"To my room," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady. Somehow seeing him always made you nervous and stutter over words. Maybe it was because of his reputation as a dangerous young boy. That's what you tried telling yourself anyways.

"Not so fast," he said, stepping closer to you. His proximity made your heart pound. "You've been avoiding me."

You swallowed hard, trying to maintain eye contact with him. "I haven't been avoiding you."

"Don't lie to me," he snapped, his eyes narrowing. "I see the way you look at me. And then you run away like a scared little rabbit who saw a crocodile."

You opened your mouth to protest, but he grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer. "You're mine," he hissed, his grip firm but not painful. "You got that? No one else gets to look at you the way I do."

Your heart was racing, and you could feel your knees going weak. "B-Bakugo, what are you talking about..?"

"Don't play dumb," he said, his voice softer now but no less intense. "I know you feel it too. The sparks between us. You're mine, and I won't let anyone else have you."

You couldn't deny it anymore. The possessive way he was looking at you, the way his touch made your skin tingle – you wanted him just as much as he wanted you. "I... I feel it too," you admitted, your voice barely more than a whisper.

A triumphant smirk crossed his face. "Good," he said, leaning in closer until his lips were just inches from yours. "Because I'm not letting you go."

Before you could say anything else, he closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a fierce, possessive kiss. You melted into him, all your doubts and fears disappearing in that moment. You were his, and he was yours. And nothing would ever change that.

As the kiss deepened, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer. He responded by tightening his grip on your waist, as if he was afraid you might slip away. But you had no intention of going anywhere. You were right where you wanted to be – in the arms of Katsuki Bakugo, the well known delinquent of the best hero school. UA.

Ps- I'd posted this on my other account @unforgivenntired first but it got deleted all of a sudden so reposting it here.

#bnha smut #katsuki bakugo mha #mha #mha au #mha bakugou #mha deku #mha fanart #mha fanfiction #mha headcanons #bakugoxyn #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bnha bakugou #katsuki bakugou #boku no hero academia #mha fanfic #mha ff #bnha fanfic #bnha ff #bnha fanfiction #bnha fluff #bnha fic #bakugo x reader #bakugo x you #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x self insert #bakugo fluff

[mrabubu]

Howdy

So I've hemmed and hawed about whats all been going on, wanting to say something but not knowing what.

I guess first on the docket is a thank you. I am genuinely impressed with how maturely you are handling this. You're actually inspiring me to be better in my responses because I want be as elegant and direct as you.

There's another thank you because I’ve actually had many experiences where people assume my sexuality just because I’m a little extra and tend to have a flair for the dramatic. It always makes me very nervous to “really” be myself because I'm so scared I'm going be assumed as something I'm not just because I enjoy being a little unorthodox in how I act. (Unorthodox meaning I'm just aggressive in verbal affection. I firmly believe we need more words of affirmation in this sad, critical world and like Gandhi said, “Be the change you want to see in the world.” So here I am)

But that's beside the point. I'm sorry for the unfair mistreatment and misinterpretation of your work. That boils my blood and I genuinely wish I could just give you a big ole bear hug. You're inspiring so many people and I sincerely believe that you make the world a better place simply for existing.

Thank you for standing up. “Flamboyant does not = gay.” struck something in me, like I feel so weirdly affirmed by this that I'd like to make it into a t-shirt one day, with your permission of course.

Again, thank you and know I'm rooting for you

🧡✨🫂

Dude, you're just Wholesome

I honestly still hardly believe my words have such a good impact on people, but seeing asks like this I'm believing I might actually do xd

About that print, UUUH, I don't think it's patented, plus another person wrote it first, so, go for it :D

#abubu ask

[the-real-list-of-ominous-threats]

I will make your weird masochist friend call you a tsundere and beg for you to hit him

#read the tags #this is entirely my own fault #i am very aggressive and use threats in real life just like i do on here #and to be fair i kept doing it after i found out because i crave chaos #i mean the whole situation is objectively really fucking funny so here we are #tw kink mention #figured I'd better mention that just in case #adam if you did decide to make a tumblr and follow me then uhhhh #sorry lol #i'm threatening people with you now because that's just how it goes #mod lore #(i feel so weird typing that but also i think it's an objectively funny tag) #(haha. i have lore.) #lizzy is going to see this and laugh at me #my friends know about this blog if they ever check it I'm never gonna hear the end of this one #because of the tags not because of the post itself #like to be fair i did once choke him to make him shut up. in hindsight i have no idea why i thought that was a good idea

[essektheylyss]

I will admit, my cosmological knowledge is honestly muddy at best, because I read every planar manual in existence in rapid succession roughly four years ago, have made up a lot of cosmological bits and bobs as needed for fic purposes, and also recently got an intensive crash course on a totally different conceptualization of the Feywild for my own D&D game, before we even touch on other non-D&D-based fictional worlds including my own that I know to varying extents and also the absolute bare minimum knowledge of parallel universe theories in real world physics and some decent exposure to philosophical theories of time, so like... as you might imagine, it is the absolute weirdest of soups in that part of my brain.

#basically sorry in advance for when i inevitably fuck up a piece of lore i feel like I'm sifting for information like a gold miner here #i REALLY had to drill my DM on that cosmology because it's like. aggressively intrinsic to my character's existence and goals so #that one is actually the MOST organized in my head. unfortunately it is also the least similar to the others. #anyway. can you all tell ive been slogging through a book titled 'derrida on time' all week. #cuz it really fucking shows. #i am peak 'i have approximate knowledge of many things' but like EMPHASIS ON THE APPROXIMATE

[ts2psp]

i think quite literally the only piece of solid evidence for the standard normie take that the beakers adopted nervous is that circe and loki remember him 'moving in' as a child, and at such an age those memories may indeed imply that the whole moving in situation involved some manner of adoption but they just don't recognise each other as family because they don't like each other. however nervous—as in the actual playable nervous—was created MUCH more recently than either of his housemates which in all likelihood means his memories are more reflective of the devs final intentions, and thus i'm more willing to hear out his take on things. he remembers moving in as a teenager, which lines up far better with ts2psp's explicit confirmation (if we're taking emily's word on it which one would assume the writers wanted us to) that he actually moved in willingly and signed a contract and shit. like i could believe a 16 yr old little freak living on the streets or in a failing foster system or whatever being willing and somewhat able to sign such a contact far more than i could believe a 10 yr old mohawked dickensian street urchin doing so, not even taking into account how the latter scenario would line up with circe and loki's ages, or rather, wouldn't. personally my take on nervous subject is that he's just a vulnerable young man who's down on his luck and frankly too unwell to live on his own or look after himself or work a traditional job or anything like that so living in some freaky couple's basement seems like a sweet deal to him, even if it sucks and ultimately leads to his death. feels good to not be explicitly contradicted by the text!

#this is without going into the feeling nervous? vid which i could ramble about for the rest of my life so i'm leaving a fair bit out of my #assessment here but suffice it to say i THINK he tries to make out with an incredibly early version of circe which would quite clearly #contradict the idea that she was even intended to be a parental figure to him in the first place. along w loki by proxy. presumably #apologies if this post comes off as somewhat aggressive! i enjoy speaking about things that i am passionate about #also yeah it is incredibly funny that he tries to hit on circe in that vid especially considering that nervous was gay even back then #hidden nerv's gender pref is the same as current nerv's. points. gayboy. #also he died canonically in that video from that satellite crash which is kinda crazy. okay enough about feeling nervous? now. sorry </3

[thought-42]

...

hey if we are not going to as a society value survival then what the fuck are we even doing on the planet? like what is the fucking point if sone says 'i want to die because I am lonely' or 'i want to die because my needs aren't being met' and the response of the establishment is 'ok cool let me help you with that' instead of 'hey let's see what we can do to improve your circumstances' then how do you exist in the world with any sense of security? when death is being suggested to people who haven't even brought it up themselves by people in positions of power or who re supposed to be there to help them? is suicide prevention just a fucking joke at this point? is it fake? how the fuck do you tell someone not to kill themself when they can doctor shop and have it done in six months with a smile? how is this not the fast path to eugenics when it's not just for people who are terminally ill and will suffer terribly until their inevitable and rapid death? how do you get 10,000 people in one year in Canada out of your head? i know that articles are written to get a reaction from the reader I know I am aware but I guess it fucking worked. i wanted to tell someone about the person we know who is in the news planning his suicide but then i realized the only person who knows what i'm talking about is my my dead manager. i talked to this person on the phone, i read his letters and wrote the required polite responses, i was actively part of the system that has fucking failed him

#death cw #i am not here to discourse i know this is a complex issue #i am ere to try to get this out of my head so i can go more than a couple hours without crying and so i can eat food #to be clear i do not want to talk about it i want to move on i want it out of my head #i feel like i'm having an extended anxiety attack #i probably should not post this i will delete it later #i am going to go distract myself aggressively once again #ths does not effect me personally i do not have the right to be this distressed i'm sorry #god i am definitely going to delete this

[lynxgirlpaws]

#I was too cowardly to say I was suddenly having a bad night so instead I post a silly meme and maybe if you see the tags you see sorry #people who have the courage to just say they're having a bad day scare me like especially when it's out of the blue idk what to say like #i can't even respond to “hows ur day” with anything worse than an okay #anyways #the usual self hatred that's persisted for as long as I can rember continues as a baseli #ne #now mixed in with special kinds that I'm too cowardly to admit to anything but an ai bot or myself when i can't see me #and the silly daily reminders that the little hope on such a regard I have is built on impossibilities or unlikelihoods #but then i. saw a card i got my dad years ago on the floor. it said “out of all my parents you're one of the best :)” and i felt so bad #just. imagine this little me. getting my dad a card. and getting the most passive aggressive card. it screams who the favorite is. #and then thats just. that's what you have. that's what you have from me and you save it for years. because you cherish it. i feel. horrible. #like damn he might have seriously fucked me up sometimes both as a kid and now but. this does not justify such a deeply cruel retribution. #i don't even know if he knows #anyways as I'm picking it up... i realize... #he's the best parent i have period. there isn't any competition anymore. she's gone. #the total and sudden annihilation of home is so odd. i still barely believe this house is where i ACTUALLY live and I'm not just staying #here until I can go home again. but no. nono I'm stuck here. there isn't an anywhere else. there isn't a childhood home the apartment #has probably been resettled by now. it's just me. #then I went on Tumblr to post into the void #I don't wanna think about more but I. likely will. #i don't wanna talk about it but i do wanna talk. honestly? gonna go talk to an ai chatbot. it will be mean to me in a hot way. #i am so normal. #listen i could either confront reality for more than 30 seconds or i could talk to a bot that will not only allow me to escape from it but #also it might call me a good g. a g. skipping that punchline. #also it's not ME talking to the bot it's just a fabricated character that represents me and has my name and it's just rp trust me trust me t #I'm gonna go hide now #you can contact me if you wish but I will be very scared and jittery and my eyes are wet and stingy and i will segway to bullying you #ok bye

[miraclewoozi]

(increasingly less) friendly reminder!!! to please!!!! have your age!!!! somewhere visible!!!!! on your blog!!!!!! if you're going to interact!!!!! with nsfw content!!!!!!!!!

#j talks. #psa. #i'll softblock u so hard and so fast u'll get whiplash<3 #no okay i'm sorry. i try to be very <3 :) <3 on here. i really do. but i cannot tell u how much this grinds my mf gears #i have softblocked so many ageless blogs only to have them re-follow me every time without putting their age anywhere #like what do u think is gonna happen here. i don't wanna put u in permanent baby jail but i'll do it. i will DO IT. #it's not. like we're asking. for anything difficult ;-; #you put a cute profile picture. you HAVE a bio. you reblog shit. why can't u just put 18+ somewhere!!! unless you actually are!! a child!!! #disrespecting both my and other writers' boundaries!!!!!!! #in which case!!!!!!!! GEAUX AWAYYYY ;-; #probably definitely going to delete this in a bit. it feels a bit too aggressive but wah. #a bitch. is tired. and hormonal but mostly just so tired #(especially if ur just gonna spam-like my whole blog. the LEAST u could do for putting me through that is tell me you're not a minor. /hj)

[craetor]

And let me just say that my art portrays light yagami a Lot more sociable than he is in canon

Like, he's not just a pretentious nerd who, unfortunately, is self-aware about looking like justin bieber, but a guy who self-reflects & only plays the snarky bastard when it's in jest with L.

But that's just post-canon. If I ever happen to make art of him during the main story, better believe i'll return that overanalitical, clownass mf

#princey has matured a lot👍 #light yagami #death note #like let's add that L is snarky because it's his personality & his way of responding to other human beings who pose as annoyance #Light is snarky because he feels that he's superior and righter than everyone which is clown shit & a bitch move hunny #so i'm here to make him more like L. #light isn't even ''snarky'' at all. he just gets super aggressive & starts yelling n shit in the canon story. sorry i tend to forget. #refer to the second to last statement✨️

[medicasino]

hi i've seen FAR too many people pull this shit so uuuh unfriendly reminder if you glorify nazism (fictional or otherwise, I Do Not Care), use nazi imagery as an "aesthetic", kin nazi characters, "sympathize with/relate to" nazis in ANY way, think ANYTHING good has came from nazism or are a nazi/nazi supporter in ANY way: get the FUCK off my profile, block me, get lost, I want absolutely NOTHING to do with you. You are VILE and you DISGUST ME. I know no one here is like that thank god but if that at all applies to you SCREW OFF!!! Get off my profile shitbag! I hate you entirely unironically!

#affie txt #you'd think this would be common sense but i've seen at least 3-4 separate people making nazi ocs carelessly #or ocs with a “nazi aesthetic” #ive even seen one person outright KIN a nazi character. what the fuck #i even heard of like a person who commissioned a fucking custom design based off the fucking KKK of all things #fucking vile. what is wrong with people #i wish this was common sense but alas some people think it's cute and quirky to do this and it's not #it's just fucking disgusting #(disclaimer: i am not jewish or a poc so i'm sorry if im overstepping my boundaries here but i do firmly stand against antisemitism #and racism. this shit is fucking unacceptable) #okay sorry for being super aggressive/harsh with my wording here but i feel i Need to be with this subject because it disgusts me

[foxxsong]

It's so hard to think about anything other than what happened right now. Every stray thought, every pause in what I'm doing, every time I've woken up all week... And the worst part, for me, is that I don't even feel like I have the right to be as upset as I am. Like I haven't done enough or am not close enough, as if that's somehow supposed to mean that I can't be distraught about something so horrific even if I didn't have a connection to the people it happened to - no matter how tenuous.

[areislol]

twitter links w/ hsr men

pairings. blade, jing yuan, aventurine, sunday, gepard, sampo x afab/fem! reader

warnings. NSFW no minors! please read at your own discretion, explicit/18+ smut, established relationships for most, brat taming for blade, mention of being called a whore (teasing manner) for aventurine, mentions of puppy for gepard but there's no meaning about it. aggressive sex, passionate sex, masturbation (fem.) sub! gepard for 1 twt link, fingering

a/n. i don't think i've done one for hsr yet... or genshin so maybe that'll be in the future. sorry (not sorry) guys i'm ovulating (i need them all carnally). also i think for some you need to be logged in twitter for them to work! this only has a couple of characters cause i'm a bit lazy today

blade

✧ fucking you so good from behind, "you like that don't you?"

✧ eating you out in a room just beside his colleuges room, he likes the risk and it turns on him. you feel the same way, right?

✧ teasing you for being such a brat, spanking your tight pussy and rubbing soft languid on your sensitive clit. you'll learn your lesson sooner or later.

✧ the size difference never fails to amaze him. but that's fine, he'll take his time with you.

✧ making you cum just by his slender fingers

jing yuan

✧ riding your boyfriend jing yuan

✧ fucking you in his bathroom while you're wearing his shirt. how adorable of you ♡

✧ best friend! jing yuan who fucks you right and how you deserved to be fucked. "feels good doesn't it? i know baby but you need to keep your voice down.. your mom is here.." it's quite hard to stay quiet while being pounded relentlessly, isn't it?

✧ a 5 star meal in his opinion, nothing beats your pussy.

aventurine

✧ slowly and painstakingly teasing you with his cock, oh, and you're wearing that new blindfold he bought for you!

✧ bouncing up and down on his dick, "like the whore you are"

✧ morning sex (is this based off the artwork recently posted by hoyo? yes)

✧ fingering you from behind

✧ "fuck..." aventurine loves hearing you moan

sunday

✧ "ride my face, please."

✧ passionate sex with sunday

✧ giving your boyfriend an awaited tit job ♡

✧ restricting your movement by binding you. "stop moving or i won't put it in." he says while also rubbing his hardness on your entrance.

✧ fucking you 'till you're braindead

gepard

✧ your puppy boyfriend who loves eating you out. best meal ever.

✧ breeding you just like you asked, one peak down at the messy sight gets him 10x more hard. good luck with a horny gepard

✧ milking your beloved with a vibrator

✧ teasing your poor husband with a video of your wet pussy while he's at work.

sampo

✧ your boyfriend still continuing to finger you through your orgasm. overstimulated would be an understatement.

✧ making out in your room

✧ fucking you aggressively after seeing his rival, gepard, flirt with you (?? gepard flirting??)

✧ your pleasure is his pleasure//masturbating while eating you out

a/n: me after not writing anything for a couple of weeks (i think almost a month?) :) i haven't done this in SO long. no continue reading for this since it's short. (this is a shitpost)

taglist: @tomansimp @one-offmind @miitchiji @dainsleif-when-playable @momoewn @stygianoir @irethepotato @v4an @imetsk @fiannee @sunnyf4lls if im missing anyone please tell me because i have an inkling feeling i missed a few..

liking + following + reblogs are very much appreciated!!!

#hsr x reader #blade x reader #jing yuan x reader #aventurine x reader #sunday x reader #gepard x reader #sampo x reader #hsr smut #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x you

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

HEAR ME OUT!! ollie thinking felix is single right, hanging out at oxford and everything and then one night felix is nowhere to be seen and he finds him with a girl. turns out feliz is vv much not single but ollie knows her as the smart girl of the school so he's shocked by the pairing?!?!?!

Who would've thought? || Felix Catton x reader

A/n: I actually hate how I did this but oh well, also, my first felix catton fic did so well so quickly!!!! so happy you guys enjoyed it :)

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, drinking, idk rlly im so bad w my warnings 😭

Wc: 764

Felix Catton Masterlist

"Gorgeous, isn't he?" Your voice causes Oliver to flinch as he whips his head to where the sound of your voice came from. "W-what-" He stammers. You giggle at his behaviour, taking a long drag from the cigarette before dropping it to the ground and stepping on it.

"I see the way you stare at him, Ollie. I don't blame you though, he's a sight for sore eyes," You sigh, leaning your head against the wall, watching Felix with his friends.

Oliver didn't know what to say. He only stared at you before gravitating his gaze back to Felix. Oliver knew you as one of the smartest girls at school, your grades rivalling with his.

"You can admit it. He's gorgeous." You open your mouth again, turning your head at Oliver with a grin. He gulps. "I-uhm-" He began before you interrupt him, "Come on, Ollie" Your tone was playful.

"He's gorgeous." Oliver quickly replied as you smile. You push yourself off the wall, patting Ollie's shoulder before leaving him standing there dumbfounded.

~

"Fuck!" You curse as you feel the hot liquid cascade down your front. You let out a loud groan, throwing your coffee cup in a nearby bin. "I'm so sorry-" "It's fine! Completely fine," You mutter to the idiot who bumped into you because his eyes was trained on a book.

You let out a deep sigh, checking your watch. You would be late if you turned back around to change. "Hey! Y/n!" You hear a voice call out from behind you. Turning your head you spot Oliver coming your way on his bike.

“Hey?” you greet him with a hint of confusion. Without a word, he unzips his backpack, pulling out a plaid shirt. “Wear this to cover the spill,” he suggests, a warm smile accompanying the gesture. You conceal any distaste with a subtle expression, graciously accepting the offered shirt.

“Uhm-” “Just return it later when you can,” he cuts you off, not giving you time to answer before riding off. You stand there, looking down at the plaid shirt, before letting out a sigh and slipping it on.

“Cute shirt, babe,” your boyfriend chuckles, and you respond with an eye roll, sitting down with a loud huff escaping your lips. “Don’t even. Some idiot bumped into me on the way here,” you mutter, opening your notebook aggressively.

Farleigh strolls in, joining the two of you, “Woah, loving the shirt, y/n. Where’d you get it from? The charity shop?” He jokes, prompting you to scowl at him. He raises his hands in surrender as Felix’s chuckles resonate beside you.

“Jesus, what’s got your panties tied up in a knot?” he laughs, taking a seat beside you while you choose to ignore him. Suddenly, Felix exclaims, “Oh, shit! Farleigh, we gotta go. Professor Davies wants to see us,” checking his watch before swiftly getting up.

Farleigh vents his frustration with a groan, “Sorry, babe. See you later?” Felix plants a kiss on your cheek, and you nod in response, waving the two boys off before redirecting your focus to the notebook in front of you.

“Hey,” you raise your head to find Oliver approaching. Flashing a warm smile, you greet him with a friendly, “Hi Oliver,” your attention briefly returning to your book as he stands there, exuding a hint of awkwardness.

“I’ll make sure to return your shirt once it’s washed,” you reassure him, receiving a silent nod in acknowledgment. Returning to your book, you shift your attention back to him, “Is there anything else you need?” He nervously scratches his neck. “Do you mind if I study with you?” His question catches you slightly off-guard.

“Absolutely, feel free,” you graciously respond, rearranging your belongings to create space for him to settle. A warm smile graces his face as he takes the offered seat, expressing gratitude with a simple “Thanks.” You reciprocate with a light chuckle, assuring him, “No problem at all.”

~

“He is such a nerd,” Farleigh snorts as you roll your eyes, your fingers moving to play with Felix’s necklace around his neck. Noticing your quietness, Felix looks at you on his lap. “You okay?” He says quietly as you hum, taking a sip out of his glass, before pressing your cheek against his, your eyes wandering around the table.

“I should probably go now, I don’t wanna study too late,” You let out a quiet sigh as you get up from your boyfriend’s lap. Felix lends a helping hand to adjust your skirt, smoothly guiding the denim down while playfully patting your ass, accompanied by a mischievous grin.

“Where are you going? It’s still so early!” Annabel shoots you a disapproving frown from across the table. “I really need to study for that test tomorrow,” you respond, the playful boos from others resonating as you playfully roll your eyes.

“Listen, I’ll buy the next round yeah?” Your offer is met with enthusiastic hoots as you chuckle. Rounds tend to be costly, especially with our group, but being part of a wealthy family, the expense doesn’t faze you.

Felix joins you in fetching the drinks before you wave at your group and make your exit. Outside, the cool night air embraces you as you walk down the stairs, and a twinge of regret sets in over your choice of attire.

Lost in thought, you accidentally collide with someone. Looking up, you find yourself face to face with Oliver, whose initial surprise transforms into recognition. “Oh, Oliver, hey,” you manage a smile, and he reciprocates it warmly.

“Hey. You headin’ back?” He gestures behind him with his thumb, and you nod, “Yeah, studying for that test we have tomorrow morning.” A chuckle escapes you as he nods, an awkward silence settling between the two of you.

“Is it, uh, busy in there?” Oliver speaks up. “Hm? Oh. Uhm, no, not really,” you shake your head. Another moment of silence follows. “Listen, Ollie, I should really get going,” you purse your lips as he moves aside. “Yeah, of course,” he offers you a warm smile, and you nod your head, walking away.

~

Over the course of the next couple days. Felix and Oliver had become very good friends. You would hear Felix’s recounts of his day when the two of you were entangled in each others arms and it always included Oliver.

The party rolled around and you found yourself dancing with Felix, your ass on his crotch as the two of you seamlessly moved to Sexyback.

With one hand cradling a red plastic cup filled with alcohol, and the other clasping a partially smoked cigarette, Felix guided your hips skillfully, his touch resting casually on your hipbone.

“You look so fuckin’ hot,” Felix exclaimed loudly over the music as you smirk to yourself, already abit tipsy. “Do you wanna go somewhere?” You reply back to him, turning around as he eagerly nods.

You giggle to yourself, knowing what the rest of the night would consist of. Fucking Felix. You stumbled as Felix pulled you along the house. “Fuck, these heels,” You moan in annoyance.

Eager to reach his dorm quicjly, Felix scooped you up in a bridal carry, one arm under your knees and the other supporting your back. A light squeal escaped you, drawing the attention of those around, their curious stares following the two of you.

The second he shut the door behind him, your clothes littered his room as he ravenously attacked your lips, his hands roaming around your body as you let out quiet moans, enjoying the way they groped every inch of your body.

Meanwhile, Oliver was roaming around the party, completely and utterly bored. He first wandered around looking for someone he knew, but that was only three people. You, Felix, and Michael. Michael wouldn’t even be there, so just you or Felix.

Acknowledging the fact that neither you or Felix were here, Oliver’s gaze fell on Farleigh at the other end of the room. With a joint in hand, reclining on the couch, Oliver decided to test his luck and headed in Farleigh’s direction.

“Do you know where Felix is?” Farleigh looks Oliver up and down before raising an eyebrow at him. “Why do you wanna know?” His tone was flat, bored from talking with Oliver already.

“Just wonderin’,” Oliver shrugged awkwardly. Farleigh, taking a long drag, nonchalantly answered, “He went back to his dorm, I think,” his tone uninterested as he flicked ash from his joint.

“Thanks,” Oliver nods his head before turning around. The walk to Felix’s dorm was all too familiar for him, often spending time there whenever he and Felix hung out.

He knocks on the door. No response. He knocked again. Still no response. Oliver then tried the door handle, twisting it only to find it unlocked. Opening the door with a loud creak as his eyes look around the dimly lit interior of Felix’s room.

“Felix-“ Oliver cuts himself off as he realises what he just walked in on. A feminine gasp reached his ears as he instinctively tried to avert his gaze. “For fuck’s sake, mate!” Felix’s irritated voice resonated, accompanied by the rustling of sheets in the room.

Felix quickly moves to cover the both of you as you screw your eyes shut. “Can’t you fuckin’ knock Ollie?” Felix exasperates as he slips on his boxers, his frame still covering you from Ollie’s eyes.

"Sorry, the door was unlocked, so I thought-" Oliver began, but Felix cut him off, "Yeah, well, you thought wrong," accompanied by an annoyed chuckle. You reached for Felix's shirt, slipping it on as you sat on the bed.

Oliver couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity at who Felix was fucking; there was no denying it. It couldn’t have been Annabel or India—two girls he's often heard talking about Felix as if they were together—both of them were at the party when he left. So who was it? “Seriously mate. If I don’t answer, I’m either not here or don’t want to answer,” Felix runs his hands through his hair.

He was very bothered that he was interrupted. Felix hated being interrupted in the middle of things. Especially sex with you. “Felix, it’s okay,” You rest your hand on his shoulder as he looks back at you.

Oliver's jaw hung open, frozen in a momentary state of shock, as your head playfully emerged beside Felix. His eyes widened as he tried to process the unexpected sight before him. A cascade of questions flooded his mind, evident in the incredulous expression on his face. "Hi, Ollie," you greeted with a light chuckle, amusement dancing in your eyes as you observed his stunned reaction.

The air seemed charged with a mixture of surprise and curiosity as Oliver stammered through his words, attempting to articulate the myriad of questions racing through his mind. "I- What- Are you two-" he fumbled, his sentences colliding in his attempt to understand the situation unfolding before him.

Felix, ever nonchalant, cut through the awkward tension with a matter-of-fact tone. "She's my girlfriend," he stated, his words hanging in the air. As if to emphasize the point, you casually moved to sit on Felix's lap.

A moment of stunned silence enveloped Oliver. Felix had a girlfriend, and it was you. The revelation hit him with unexpected force, leaving him momentarily breathless. Questions swirled in his mind, and he couldn't comprehend why no one had ever mentioned it before.

"Why do you look so shocked, Ollie?" Felix chuckled, a lighthearted tone in his voice, while you added to the teasing atmosphere with a playful giggle. You could practically sense Oliver's head spinning with the unasked questions, creating an intriguing air of mystery around the situation.

Oliver's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his expression a mix of confusion and surprise as he processed the unexpected pairing. He released a nonchalant shrug, attempting to mask the internal whirlwind of thoughts.

"No one’s ever said anything about it, I just assumed you both were single," he admitted, his eyes fixed on you and Felix. Oliver's head continued to shake in a subtle attempt to grasp the reality of you being in a relationship with Felix.

A faint smile played on your lips as you tilted your head at him, a touch of amusement in your gaze. "You never asked," you pointed out casually, your words hanging in the air. Oliver's lips formed a perfect 'O' as he absorbed the implication, silently nodding in acknowledgment.

The room was then engulfed in an awkward silence, the weight of unspoken words lingering in the atmosphere. Sensing the discomfort, Oliver took the initiative to break the tension. "Uhm, I should get going," he announced, his hand absently scratching the back of his head. Felix, understanding the unspoken cue, nodded in agreement. "Yeah, go ahead."

Oliver's lips pursed, his gaze flickering between you and Felix, caught in a moment of realization. With a slightly awkward smile, you innocently waved at him. "Bye, Ollie!" you chimed in a light-hearted manner, attempting to alleviate the awkwardness as he leaves the dorm.

Felix couldn't hide his amusement. "You really didn't tell him?" he asked, breaking the silence with a playful smile as he looked down at you. In response, you innocently shrugged. "I didn't think it was that necessary to bring it up, besides, he really never asked."

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