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justlemmeadoreyou · 2 days

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switch* (sub!harry)

summary: tying harry up in his office and making him beg for it.

words: 1.6k

warnings: bondage, explicit consent, sub!harry: begging, edging, oral (m recieving)

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“You promise you’re gonna be good for me, hm?”

“Yeah–yes, I’ll be good for you”

You lace your fingers through his hair, and as soon as you’ve reached a good point, you grip them. Hard. Pulling his head back so he is forced to look into your eyes.

“Remember–you asked for this” you reminded him, pushing your finger on his chest, to which he nodded, guliping down. His adam’s apple bobbed.

“Good boy”

That’s what made his cock twitch, a shiver rolling down his spine.

Harry was tied to his office chair, his thighs spread wide. His chest was bare, his nipples hard and begging for attention.

His breathing was laboured, and there was sweat rolling down his forehead, even though the Ac was blasting. He looked at you with needy, pleading eyes, silently begging you to touch him and make him cum.

You didn’t touch him immediately. He made you beg ofr it so, so many times before–more than you can count, and now, it was your turn to ride on the high he thrived on.

One. Two. Three.

Three seconds. That was all it took for him to be pouty and teary, the words escaping from his lips faster than you had thought.

“Touch me, love….please?”

“Begging? Oh Harry….so fucking desperate, aren’t you?” you teased, swiping your tongue down his throat and flicking your tongue over hsi nipples. His arms jerked, wanting to touch you and grab fistfuls of your flesh. But he was tied up tonight.

“Baby baby please–you know it aches, please–”

Maintaining eye contact with him, you lowered, till your knees touched the soft carpet beneath. Pulling his zipper down and his cock out, you smiled up at him while you squeezed his pink tip, precum pooling on your fist.

“Be a good boy for me”

“I will be please–please just–”

“Do you remember the rules?” you asked, flicking your wrist around his aching length. There was a prominent bulging nerve just below his tip, and you squeezed his tip with one hand, dragging his foreskin along his length with the other.

“Yes, I–I do, love, now–”

“Tell me”

He sighed, his abs fluttering and thighs aching. He exhaled once more, breathing ragged–

“I–I will ask or your–oh fuck–” he stumbled on his words when you dragged your tongue down his length, his heavy balls so heavy and full of cum, “and–and if I dont, then I–I don’t get to fuck you”

“That’s right. Now be a good boy and show me how much you want this pussy”

You sneaked one hand down, pushing it in your panties and rubbing your arousal on your lips. Collecting it on your fingers, you brought it back up, showing him your wet fingers–pulling them apart and making him lose his mind over your stringy arousal.

“Bloody hell–” he cursed, and you smirked.

“See how wet I am, baby? Hm? One mistake and you won’t get to feel me squeeze around you, Just-like-this”

You squeezed hos cock with your hands, making him groan. He was so swollen–the head a pretty shade of purplish-red that told you how turned on he was. You stroked him up and down, slowly, agonizingly, working him up. His body reacted to your touch well.

The desk creaked as he strained against it. You were a little concerned about its integrity. If he broke the straps, or the desk, there were no rules left to bind him.

“Mmm, unhgh…yeah, just like that. Fuuuuuck…” he groaned loudly, his hands fisting.

You stopped, pulling away from him with a wet pop.

“Ah! No, no, no…” He complained.

Changing your grip, you massaged his balls and he sighed. Then, you rubbed his inner thighs and the skin behind his sack and between his legs, pressing on his internal root, jerking it as if it were his cock at the surface. It made his dick flag up and down as you did so, and he did everything he could to move you either forwards or back, being cruelly teased by your positioning.

You ran your fingers up and down his torso, threatening to touch his cock again. Every time you got close, you could hear the wood of the desk cry out, stretching from his strength.

“Does that feel good, baby?” You asked him, licking his nipple, biting his skin.

“Oh, fuck, yes it does. Please, come back”

You started to stroke him once again, pulling him and squeezing him.

You stopped again. You heard him groan deep and low. His cock was rosy pink, flushed with blood and thicker than you’d ever seen it.

His face looked painful and with each movement, the furniture creaked.

He wasn’t going to stay bound for so long. You thought.

So, you began jerking him off, now at a higher pace. His eyes were blown out and wide, wetness pooling in them as you made him feel so good. You thrust your hand up and down on him faster, dipping your tingue on the tip of his cock, swirling ita round and collecting the wet, salty precum on your tongue, using it as lub to do it all over again.

As soon as you saw his eyes clench shut, you removed yourself from him entirely.

“No! Fuckin’ hell,” he moaned, frustrated and desperate for you to let him finish.

“Mmm, about to break a rule, Harry? You never were good at following orders.”

You sucked his cock into your mouth, softly, gently, and applied almost no suction. He bucked against the table, slamming his hips and back into the wood. You could hear the ropes tightening against their bites. He was groaning and shaking from your warm, wet mouth. You lay your tongue at the base of his head and began to lap at his skin in long, slow licks. It was too slow and soft for him to feel any release, but it was enough to drive him past the point of normalcy.

“Fuck! Fuck, more. More, love. I need more, please. Please. Please! Fuuuuuuck.”

You pulled him out of you and leisurely massaged his dick again, keeping him right on the edge of his pleasure. He was literally trembling with every moment of your touch, loudly grunting, unashamed of his behavior. He would tease you if you behaved like this for him.

Then, you decided to suck him again, taking it away the moment his breathing changed. You put him back in your mouth. Then, you took him out as soon as he even teetered on the edge, making him groan and curse in frustration.

When you looked up at him after edging him once again, your heartbeat rose.

He looked terrifying.

You knew if you were to set him free right at this instant, he would pin you down, fold you in half, and fuck you on this desk over and over till you were crying and begging, and unable to walk.

Finally, you decided to end his suffering, but he didn’t know that. As you licked his cock again, fondling his balls , he began to beg you,

“Please, love. Please. I’ll be good. I promise. Please, let me come. I’ll be good. Baby, please…”

There it was. That’s what you wanted. An obedient Harry was a rare sight, and seeing him unfold right before your very eyes, like a rose in bloom, relaxing into your will - it was mesmerizing. . You were hooked.

“Mhmm, That’s it, baby. Surely, such a good boy deserves a reward, hm?”

“Oh, fuck,” his tone was dark now that he knew what was coming.

You put your mouth on him and grabbed his balls gently in your hand, sucking him with a strong rhythm, massaging his heavy sack with each thrust of your head. He was long and thick, and his girth was a struggle. You pushed past it, giving the man what he’d been waiting for, choking yourself, swalloing his head in the back of your throat.

"I'm gonna come. Oh, my God. I'm gonna fuckin' come, baby. Yes-yes-yes...ahhh!"

“You promise you’re gonna be good for me, hm?”

“Yeah–yes, I’ll be good for you”

You lace your fingers through his hair, and as soon as you’ve reached a good point, you grip them. Hard. Pulling his head back so he is forced to look into your eyes.

“Remember–you asked for this” you reminded him, pushing your finger on his chest, to which he nodded, gulping down. His Adam's apple bobbed.

“Good boy”

That’s what made his cock twitch, a shiver rolling down his spine.

Harry was tied to his office chair, his thighs spread wide. His chest was bare, his nipples hard and begging for attention.

His breathing was labored, and there was sweat rolling down his forehead, even though the Ac was blasting. He looked at you with needy, pleading eyes, silently begging you to touch him and make him cum.

You didn’t touch him immediately. He made you beg for it so, so many times before–more than you can count, and now, it was your turn to ride on the high he thrived on.

One. Two. Three.

Three seconds. That was all it took for him to be pouty and teary, the words escaping from his lips faster than you had thought.

“Touch me, love….please?”

“Begging? Oh Harry….so fucking desperate, aren’t you?” you teased, swiping your tongue down his throat and flicking your tongue over his nipples. His arms jerked, wanting to touch you and grab fistfuls of your flesh. But he was tied up tonight.

“Baby baby please–you know it aches, please–”

“Be a good boy for me”

“I will be please–please just–”

“Yes, I–I do, love, now–”

“Tell me”

He sighed, his abs fluttering and thighs aching. He exhaled once more, breathing ragged–

“That’s right. Now be a good boy and show me how much you want this pussy”

“Bloody hell–” he cursed, and you smirked.

“See how wet I am, baby? Hm? One mistake and you won’t get to feel me squeeze around you, Just-like-this”

You squeezed his cock with your hands, making him groan. He was so swollen–the head a pretty shade of purplish-red that told you how turned on he was. You stroked him up and down, slowly, agonizingly, working him up. His body reacted to your touch well.

The desk creaked as he strained against it. You were a little concerned about its integrity. If he broke the straps, or the desk, there were no rules left to bind him.

“Mmm, uhh…yeah, just like that. Fuuuuuck…” he groaned loudly, his hands fisting.

You stopped, pulling away from him with a wet pop.

“Ah! No, no, no…” He complained.

You ran your fingers up and down his torso, threatening to touch his cock again. Every time you got close, you could hear the wood of the desk cry out, stretching from his strength.

“Does that feel good, baby?” You asked him, licking his nipple, biting his skin.

“Oh, fuck, yes it does. Please, come back”

You started to stroke him once again, pulling him and squeezing him.

You stopped again. You heard him groan deep and low. His cock was rosy pink, flushed with blood and thicker than you’d ever seen it.

His face looked painful and with each movement, the furniture creaked.

He wasn’t going to stay bound for so long. You thought.

So, you began jerking him off, now at a higher pace. His eyes were blown out and wide, wetness pooling in them as you made him feel so good. You thrust your hand up and down on him faster, dipping your tongue on the tip of his cock, swirling it round and collecting the wet, salty precum on your tongue, using it as lube to do it all over again.

As soon as you saw his eyes clenched shut, you removed yourself from him entirely.

“No! Fuckin’ hell,” he moaned, frustrated and desperate for you to let him finish.

“Mmm, about to break a rule, Harry? You never were good at following orders.”

You sucked his cock into your mouth, softly, gently, and applied almost no suction. He bucked against the table, slamming his hips and back into the wood. You could hear the ropes tightening against their bites. He was groaning and shaking from your warm, wet mouth. You lay your tongue at the base of his head and begin to lap at his skin in long, slow licks. It was too slow and soft for him to feel any release, but it was enough to drive him past the point of normalcy.

“Fuck! Fuck, more. More, love. I need more, please. Please. Please! Fuuuuuuck.”

When you looked up at him after edging him once again, your heartbeat rose.

He looked terrifying.

You knew if you were to set him free right at this instant, he would pin you down, fold you in half, and fuck you on this desk over and over till you were crying and begging, and unable to walk.

Finally, you decided to end his suffering, but he didn’t know that. As you licked his cock again, fondling his balls , he began to beg you,

“Please, love. Please. I’ll be good. I promise. Please, let me come. I’ll be good. Baby, please…”

“Mhmm, That’s it, baby. Surely, such a good boy deserves a reward, hm?”

“Oh, fuck,” his tone was dark now that he knew what was coming.

"I'm gonna come. Oh, my God. I'm gonna fuckin' come, baby. Yes-yes-yes...ahhh!"

The wait was so worth it. With each bob of your head, he seized and panicked. It was as if every suckle was giving him a separate orgasm, and he came like a firehose. It squirted down your throat, hot and salty, and he was screaming for you. His legs locked out straight, pulling the ropes tight, and his back arched off of the desk in perfect agony.

You drained his cock by pulling out the last few drops from his shaft, licking them up. Then, you untied his legs and hands. He lay there, panting, his face twisted in complexity, feeling aftershocks and riding them out, sated and drunkenly happy.

“Bloody fuckin’ hell, girl, you better start runnin'. As soon as I get my legs, you are in for it.”

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moonshynecybin · 3 days

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Have you ever thought about reporter!marc having his own podcast?? Like years after his falling out with Valentino he starts one with Alex, and it actually breaks out of the niche of motogp simply because it’s so well done. It becomes a staple in riders yearly marketing duties, with Marc asking insightful questions, maybe getting some acclaim outside the pieces he would write on Valentino. Like ppl who don’t even watch races will tune in to listen because it hits that sweet spot of expert explaining what they love with passion. The end game of all of this is of course the divorce episode, where by some power of god Valentino does an interview on the podcast. And, as has happened in real life, he is much more open and vulnerable on the podcast even though it’s marcs (especially because it’s marcs??)… it either starts them toward reconciliation or next level fame trauma or both :)

the thing about this au is that SHOULD initially be more resentful of each other— marc is a reporter prying at vale’s careful facade and vale is a representation of everything that marc wanted but never got. they each catch on the other’s most tender of issues and it SHOULDDDDD prevent them from falling in love crazystyle but unfortunately for them it does not. truly they are friendly they are yappers they are personable and marc has that same razor sharp but occasionally goofy gleam in his eye that vale does and an insane little face to boot. reallyyruly deeply they just have an instant and natural affinity for each other… UNFORTUNATELY for them, this also means that when the breakup happens it is just a bad if not WORSE than irl. just like it happens here, apply some pressure career-wise, and all of the reasons they SHOULD hate each other start to look a lot more viable… they do NOT forgive people fucking with their ability to succeed…

so. anyways your beautiful little scenario. it’s a few years post sepang and they have an overly professional but CLEARLY cold detente. still make each other hyena laugh occasionally in that deranged way that they do but after that it’s like. ignoring each other in presscons while marc asks increasingly insane questions about vale’s age with every new article…. marc (along with every other journo) has a podcast (i think he videos it so he has an excuse to throw on one of his slut turtlenecks) and its pretty successful because marc has this inherent ability to understand/create narrative in sport (usually he uses this power on himself but i for one would LOVE to see his hot takes on the others lol) which i DO think is literally the mark of a good sports journalist. they are paid to do rpf, in a way. BUT the most notable thing is the WAYYYYYY he talks about vale… incisive. oddly almost worshipful. frank. strange note of tension coloring his voice. funny. occasionally mean. sometimes he starts a story off about the two of them from when he was just starting his career with abject delight in every line of his posture before cutting himself off and changing the subject… and the thing is i DONT think he gets vale on the pod until post reconciliation and then he drops like. a two hour intimate interview of them cackling like LUNATICS out of genuinely fucking NOWHERE and every single listener in the world is like i thought they HATED EACH OTHER ?? an absolute BOMB in the motogp journo podcasting world

#marc writes vale’s biography it’s BONKERSSSS #motogp #callie speaks #asks #rosquez #alex is still riding in this because if marc couldn’t tote his brother with him to every paddock on earth he would simply explode

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reyadawn · 2 hours

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Masked Desire - One Shot

*image not mine, credit goes to owner*

Summary: Reader is a live-in friend of Bad Omens who is in love with Noah Sebastian and best friends with Joakim Karlsson. Noah keeps reader in the friend zone while she watches him with other women. *Similar concept of "Love You More" but with varied differences...you'll see*

Side Note: Im not good at angst writing but Im not feeling the best today...struggling with self-image and self-esteem. Needed to let it out.

Pairings: Noah Sebastian x OFC, Jolly x OFC (platonic)

Warnings: Angst, language, eventual friends-to-lovers, eventual smut so dont read this if you're under 18.

Word Count: 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

Please, bare with me on this guys...

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Laughter echoed around the dimly lit livingroom of the two story beach house. A large black leather 'L' shaped sectional was filled with the members of Bad Omens as well as thier female counterparts. The glass coffee table was littered with various beer cans, pop cans, random bowls of party mix and a few laptops. The end tables housed speakers and the low sound of country music wafted through the air.

I leaned against the large archway that separated the livingroom from the large chef's kitchen, arms crossed in front of my chest as I took in the scene before me. Jolly, my best friend and partner in crime, had his legs stretched out in front of him with his feet propped up on the end of the coffee table and was absentmindedly strumming his guitar. Folio was next to him with a redhead in his lap wearing jeans so tight they look painted on. Every now and then she'd flip her long hair over shoulder and would hit Jolly across the side of his face.

Jolly threw the occasional dark look to Folio but didnt say anything and I chuckled. Nicholas was engrossed in a book about tattoo designs while being sanwiched between two girls. Both of them kept running thier hands over his legs but he barely even glanced at them. The last girl, a dark brunette with pigtails, was planted in the corner of the leather sectional on Noah's lap and was currently shoving her tongue down his throat, dark hair creating a temporary curtain to hide thier actions from view. Fucking tramps. They were all probably so loose that it was like throwing a hot dog down a hallway.

I turned away, stomach rolling and heart clenching. I would never be anything more to Noah than a friend. A confidant. Video game partner. I looked nothing like the girls he took home. I wasnt thin, at all. I wore no make up. No designer clothes, just tummy control leggings and loose shirts to hide my insecurities. I rarely dressed up unless the ocassion called for it. My long hair was either in a messy bun, ponytail or side braid. My self-esteem was ground zero, I just hid it well.

I busied myself with making a steaming cup of lavendar tea. I walked around the large island which was centered in the middle of the kitchen and frowned. Various bags of chips, popcorn and candy lay scattered along the surface with random glass bottles filled with amber colored liquid. I hated drinking but the way I felt had me considering adding a splash or two to my tea. I reached above me into one of the cabinets by the refridgerator in search of my favorite Halloween cup and noticed it got shoved so far back on the shelf I couldnt reach it.

I bit my lip in thought before hoisting myself onto the counter on my knees. Before I could do much more, a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around my waist, pulling me off the counter. I spun in anger towards my assailant and stopped, staring at Noah in shock and anger.

"What the fuck, Sebastian?", I all but growled. Noah threw his hands up in defense.

"Chill out, Angel. Was just trying to make sure you didn't get hurt. What were you doing, anyway?", he replied, moving to stand closer. I retreated a step back, earning me a frown of confusion across Noah's dark features. His shoulder length brown locks were touseled, full lips kiss swollen and clothes partly disheveled. Internally, my heart broke at the fact I wasnt the reason for the current state he was in. Externally, I rolled my eyes.

"I need my tea cup so I can go upstairs", I replied, pointing to the top shelf. Noah stepped closer to me, reaching over my head to pull the cup from the shelf. I was so tempted to wrap my arms around his 6'3 frame. I wanted and needed so many things from him that I wasnt allowed. He'd never look at me the way I wanted him to.

A light brush to my cheek snapped me from my train of though. I looked up at Noah as his fingertips grazed my cheek, pushing my hair behind my ear.

"Where did you go just now, Angel?", he asked softly, eyes roaming over me. I gently took the cup from him and turned to the stove to get hot water boiling in the copper kettle. "Nowhere", I mumbled.

"Why do you want to go upstairs? You always party with us. What's wrong?", he asked, moving closer once more. He tried moving a few lose strands of hair away from my face but I pulled away. The battle to keep my distance from him yet crave his touch was exhausting.

"Please, Noah...dont do this right now. I really need to be alone for a while", I said, reaching for the kttle as it whistled. I poured the steaming water in my cup, reaching for a teabag from the box sitting by the sugar jar.

"Why?", Noah pushed. I sighed in defeat before turning to him. I slowly raised my eyes to him. Choclate meeting chocolate and he reached his hand out, thumb wiping away a lone tear spilling down my cheek. Giving him a watery smile, I walked past him and through the opposite entrance towards the upstairs.

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Noah stood rooted to the spot, confusion and hurt swirling within him. What was going on with her? Why was she so sad? Did someone hurt her? Anger began to surface and Noah was ready to throw hands, figers gripping the counter tightly until his knuckles turned white.

Jolly entered the kitchen in search of a beer when he took in the sight of Noah before him and cocked his head to the side.

"Descided to come up for air?", he asked with a smirk. Noah turned to him with a scowl.

"I think someone hurt her...she was in here alone, crying and when I tried to comfort her she rejected me. That's really unlike her. I dont fucking get it, man", Noah replied, running a hand down his face.

Jolly rolled his eyes before pulling a beer from the refridgerator, popping the top to take a healthy drink.

"You're a fucking moron, Noah", he deadpanned.

"What the fuck, J? Where do you get the balls?", Noah snapped. Jolly tipped his head back and laughed.

"Dude, that girl has been in love with you for years. Practically throws herself at you and follows you around like a damn puppy. Anything you ask her to do, she does; books our flights, hotels, cleans this massive fucking house top to bottom, does all our laundry and makes sure to work the merch table at our shows when we play in town...for free, I might add. This goes way beyond her being just nice", Jolly explained, arms folded across his chest, beer can forgotten.

Noah stared at Jolly in shock before running his fingers through his hair, gripping the strands in irritation.

"Noah...do you know how hard it is for her to see you with other women? Like, tonight for instance. She watched you tongue fuck that chick on your lap and I thought she was going to break", Jolly added.

"How in God's name do you know all of this?", Noah asked, voice hardening in irritation. Jolly chuckled.

"I'm her best friend, you dunce. We share everything except a bed. It's not like that with her. She's like the sister I never had", Jolly explained. Noah sighed. "Look, if you don't feel the same way about her then you need to tell her so I can prepare myself to pick up the pieces of what will be left of her. If you do feel the same, you need to grow a pair and tell her. Either way, she deserves to know where you stand".

Jolly walked away, leaving Noah to his thoughts.

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I didn't hear the knock at my bedroom door. I barely registered Jolly's soft voice or the feeling of his arms around me as they lifted me from the bathroom floor to cradle me against his chest.

The sobs that escaped had me shaking and trembling. Jolly's grip tightened as he whispered softly in my ear, trying with everything he had to comfort me. Hot tears poured down my cheeks as my hands fisted the material of his shirt.

"Easy, sweetheart. I'm right here...I'm right here", Jolly said, pulling me fully into his lap.

I don't know how long I stayed in Jolly's lap but I suddenly woke up and I was in my bed, alone. My room was dark and I pulled myself into a sitting position before getting out of bed to meander downstairs. Raised voices had me pausing in the hallway to eavesdrop.

"Goddamnit, Jolly, why didn't you come and get me when you found her like that?!", Noah screamed.

"Dude, calm down before you pop a vein", Nick said. I slowly peered around the corner, looking down from the banister. Noah was in a standoff with Jolly in the livingroom while Nick, Nicholas and Matt were onlookers.

"If you gave half a fuck as much as I do, you would have gone after her but instead you bed that stupid whore from last night to hide the truth of it all!", Jolly fired back. You could have heard a pin drop as all eyes turned to Noah.

"Jolly, you're like a brother to me but right now I'm two seconds away from decking your ass. She's fucking everything to me, to this band. None of us would survive without her. We'd all fucking starve to death", Noah explained. My breath caught in my throat as fresh tears filled my vision.

"Go tell her you love her, you fucktard, but you better do some hefty begging though. She's liable to lay you out flat before she lets you fuck her", Matt said with a grin, popping a few M&M's in his mouth. Noah, Jolly, Nick and Nicholas all turned to him before laughter erupted. I had to admit, I loved the sound.

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I stood looking out my window, fresh from a shower, towel still wrapped around my frame. Dark blue sky, not a cloud in sight, sun shinning. Days like this normally made me happy but a dark cloud of confliction loomed over me from what I had witnessed downstairs.

I was so lost in my train of thought that I didn't hear anyone come into the bedroom. I sighed loudly as I heard the door close.

"Not now, Jolly. I'll come down soon", I said, still gazing out the window.

"Jolly has seen you in a towel but I don't get to?", Noah's deep voice rang out. I spun, clutching the towel to my breasts.

"What the holy fuck, Sebastian?! Do you know what knocking is?", I all but screamed.

"I did knock but you didn't answer. I got worried and let myself in so I could check on you", Noah replied, walking over to the bed to sit down. I rolled my eyes and proceeded to walk by him and retreat into the bathroom but his hand shot out and latch onto my wrist, stopping me.

Noah rose to full height, engulfing me in his size. He hooked a finger inside the knot at my chest, yanking me so hard against his chest the towel came loose and fell to the floor. I craned my head back to stare up at him in shock as he brought his head down to brush my lips with his. I parted my lips as he fully slanted his across mine, his arms encircling my waist to hold me close.

The kiss was so soft and gentle, that hot tears prickled beneath my closed eyes. I whimpered and grabbed his forearms, my legs trembling. Noah rained gentle kisses down my neck to my collarbone as his long fingers gently carressed between my thighs before giving them a gentle tap. I parted them just enough and his middle finger slid between my folds to soflty swipe across my clit.

"So soft...so wet", Noah murmered against my skin. I whimpered again, a small plea for him to give me more. "Use your words, Princess. Tell me what you want".

"Please...I need more...I need you", I whispered, gripping his forearm even tighter.

"Good girl. Come here", Noah said, pulling his fingers from me and pulled me after him to the bed. I suddenly became aware of my nakedness and tried to cover myself up with my arms. Noah looked down at me and chuckled.

"My fingers have been in your pussy and you're worried about how you look? Lay down for me, beautiful and spread those pretty thighs", Noah smiled reassuringly. I bit my lip nervously but did as he asked. I hated the way my body was even more laying down than when I was standing.

I felt the bed dip as Noah layed down, face inches from my dripping pussy and I had never felt more vulnerable, exposed or turned on in my life. Without bothering to ask for permission, Noah's tongue swiped through my folds to run light circles around my clit as he slowly pushed two long fingers inside me up to his knucles. I could almost feel him at my cervix because his fingers were so fucking long. I gasped as he slowly thrust his fingers in and out of me, circling my clit a few times before plunging his fingers back inside me.

I gripped Noah's hair as he suddenly wrapped his lips around my clit while curling his fingers into a 'come hither' motion to rub that spongey spot inside me and my hips shot upwards. Noah chuckled and placed his free hand over my lower stomach to hold me in place, picking up the pace of his fingers.

"Please, please...I'm gonna' come...please, more, faster", I begged, throwing my head back against the pillow.

"Please what, Angel?", Noah asked, raising his head to look up at me. His dark eyes glittered with his own arousal.

"Please, make me come", I all but begged.

"Please ...?", Noah trailed off.

"Noah! Please, Noah!", I cried, thighs shaking. He smiled and lowered his head again to take my clit back in his mouth and suck hard while fucking his curled fingers inside me at an almost painful pace. I screamed out as my release coated his fingers and his hand. Before I even had time to recover, he positioned himself between my thighs and thrust his cock inside me until he was fully seated, triggering another orgasm as I raked my nails down his shoulders and arms.

I couldnt even think straight enough to try and figure out how he got his shorts and boxers off. Noah's thrusts were slow, deep, powerful even as his cock slowly dragged from my body only to spear back inside me until I felt the head hit my cervix. Noah lowered himself to capture my cries with his lips as his hips snapped faster. My legs lifted to wrap my thighs around his waist even tighter, the act causing him to sink impossibly deeper.

Pulling myself from his lips, I tried to catch my breath. Noah brought a hand to my breast, swiping his thumb over my nipple.

"Noah, please...I can't...you'll destroy me...my heart--", I said harshly but Noah's lips cut me off before he pulled away to look down at me.

"Your heart is mine. Your body is mine. You. Are. Mine", he empasized, his hips jackhammering against my thighs, cock pistoning against my cervix. I was losing the battle against my body. I couldn't fight it. "Come for me, Angel...come all over my dick".

Noah's words were my undoing. The coil inside me snapped, my body feeling like it could snap as my muscles grew taught and I screamed. My release triggered his own as he closed his eyes, mouth open, releasing every boiling rope of cum inside me. He collapsed on top of me, chest heaving. I ran my fingers through his hair until he rolled to his back, taking me with him so I layed across his chest, my leg tangled between his.

"I love you, Angel...I'm so sorry for being so stupid for this long", Noah whispered, placing a kiss to the top of my head.

"It's ok, Noah...better late than never", I replied, kissing his chest. "I love you, too".

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Probably should have made this two parts but I couldnt stop writing 🤷‍♀️

Thanks for reading 💫💟

@livingdeceasedgirl @exitwoundsx @artificialbreezy @lma1986 @thefallennightmare @concreteangel92 @concreteemo @dsireland86 @darling-millicent-aubrey @flowery-mess @amourtoken @gretaswhore28

#noah sebastian #bad omens #noah sebastian fanfiction #noah sebastian smut

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puck-bunny-for-all · 3 days

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stadium skates - M.R

@alexahughes : el oh el my brothers are so cute giving me a lil stadium jacket , and my boyfriend is even cuter 🤗❤️

tagged : @mattrempe @jackhughes @lhughes_06 @alleyrempe @stephrempe @elblue6

location : a stadium

jroslovic96 : thank you for your support mini hughesyyyy❤️

↪ alexahughes : youre so welcome pookie 💙

bgoodrow : DANG YOURE DATING ONE OF OUR MOST HYPED PLAYERS AND CANT EVEN GET A CLOSER SEAT😬😬😬😬

↪ alexahughes : ill kill you barcs😡

kaaokakko : 🏒

jacobtrouba : my favorite New Jersey-in

↪ alexahughes : huh

jimmyvesey26 : dang you betray both sides at the same time 🙅🏻‍♀️

alexlaff11 : welcome to the right team 🥳

kandre.miller : glad you had fun!😘

trocheck_21 : next time im revoking your vip access

↪ alexahughes : u cant do that hah

bberard_9 : stop encouraging our fans to be violent 🤯🥹

mattrempe : my favorite rangers fan ever 💖💖💖

_brennanothmann78 : youre welcome for playing so well it gave you something to enjoy📸

alleyrempe : a queen and a legend , thanks for letting me tag along!💝

↪ alexahughes : OF COURSE MY SISTER BABY

kevinkorchinski : my freaking guy

brodzyy : so do u plan on coming to all our games or just a select few to piss your brothers off ?

↪ alexahughes : what does that even mean....

stephrempe : ugh cant wait till u marry my brother💍

jackhughes : traitor🖕🏻

lhughes_06 : traitor🖕🏻

nicohischier : traitor🖕🏻

dawson1417 : traitor🖕🏻

↪ alexahughes : omg I SUPPORT BOTH TEAMS🫷🏻🫷🏻🫷🏻🫷🏻

↪ pally_18 : that's not a thing pal🫸🏻🫸🏻🫸🏻

john.marino97 : dang I cant believe you would go that low 😾

jesperbratt : 👎🏻

tmeier96 : 👎🏻

bssmith2 : RUDE (but nice jacket)

ehaula : wowowowowowowowowow

tofff73 : im so hurt its not ok

curtislazar95 : THIS IS WHY MY SON DOESNT LIKE THE HUGHES

↪ alexahughes : YOUR SON DOESNT LIKE US BC JACK HAD TO BE A DUMB BITCH AND HIT YOU WITH A STICK

akiraschmid93 : NOT MY FAVORITE GOALIE WARMUP BUDDY

holtz_10 : fOR REAL???

siegenthaler34 : ABAFSDNFALSIDJFN NOOOOOO

dougieham : IDK what to even say

naterbastia : appalling

jesperboqvist : just cant

A.N : HIIIII. Anon who requested this im sorry. I had to change the idea up a lil because I COULD NOT FIND ONE SINGLE PIC OF FAMILY SKATE THAT WOULD GO WITH THIS FIC AND IT PISSED ME OFF SO I JUST STOLE MATTS SISTERS INSTA PICS LMAOOOOO. I do hope you enjoy the twist I did though and it's ok if you dont feel free to yell at me.

ANY WHOOOOO IM ON A FUCKing roll rn :)

xoxoxoxox, M

tags : @skylershines @noahkahansorangejuice @quinnylouhughesx43

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angy-grrr · 3 days

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i dont have the energy to make the meta now BUT before any leaks I want to say something; after reading again this amazing post about chapter 424, which explains too some Japanese staples and perspectives, I started thinking, could izu//ocha moments count as this intimate exchange of promises and reminding the other how great the other is?

And my conclusion is, well, not really, because the promise they made at the same time, and the memories that remind of it, are not to each other -they'll stop them, they say, but not even looking at each other. They look at the city, the ruins, and im guessing have different feelings about that conversation.

Ochako's promise was for the world? For Himiko? She went there to not think about her qualities, to force herself to see her as just a villain, and yet when the battle happens, all she wants is to go reach her even if others dont understand.

Izuku's promise was for the world? For Tenko? For both? The last chapters showed how, even if he wanted to do more to help and actually save, he is also angry about all the pain caused by the war, and keeps both emotions in his heart, more or less balanced.

Maybe this was just a promise to themselves, more than anything else.

After reading that post, it kind of just convinced me more to not see this moment as an izu///ocha moment, along with the flashbacks to it, as they are reminders of their respective goals and feelings towards villains, not towards each other.

I also started to think, maybe there was a bigger reason why Ochako didnt think at all about that scene in her fight -she was clear in her mission to get to Himiko, even with the struggles and miscommunication. Was Izuku 100% convinced about going to Tenko? This isnt bashing at all, but appreciating his complexity -he wants to save and have a happy ending for everyone, he is the most idealistic of them all, and will try to help everyone who needs it, but how can he help this person? The thoughts about all the hurt caused by him, even under AFO's influence, its a lot to handle, and he is a villain too. How can he help him truly, when he himself is in pain, confused, and mad?

Maybe the flashbacks can be interpreted as a way for him to remember there's a human in there, who is also lost, cries, and suffers, instead of the unstoppable monster that he wants to believe he is, and honestly, that Izuku did too when he lost his mind.

Idk, maybe this was obvious, but it makes me happier to have Ochako be there to support Izuku as his friend and hero, not because she is another love interest. She is crazy and different from him! Let her be like that!

#grrr talking #bkdk #ig #togachako #ig again

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buuniebaby · 1 day

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hamzah x reader sexting headcannons ໒꒰ྀི ˶• ༝ •˶ ꒱ྀི১₊˚⊹♡

includes: implied virgin hamzah, obvi nsfw, mentions of nudes n porn, female reader

i was high while i wrote this so sorry if it sucks el oh el

- this man goes ALL OUT when it comes to sexting. it’s surprising knowing that you’re the first girl he’s been with after seeing the way he talks.

- always praising you. that boy thinks you’ve got the prettiest face in the world, even during sex. when he’s horny, he doesn’t ask for nudes, (although he definitely wouldn’t turn them down 🤭) he asks for pictures of your face because you’re just that beautiful to him.

- definitely nervous at first, but once you’re into it, so is he.

- will get detailed once he’s comfortable. once you’ve got him riled up, if u ask him what he wants to do to u, he’ll give u whole PARAGRAPHS of the fantasies he has about you.

- although hamzah years ago promised himself in his head he would never send nudes, you tempted him a little too much.

- he sends nut vids. with audio. and warns u first ! 😊

- when you guys aren’t together and he misses you, he knows exactly how to make himself feel better. you’ll be out hanging out with your friends when suddenly you’ve got a text from him reading something along the lines of “dont open in front of anyone lol.”

- after you sneak off to the bathroom, you open the text up to a minute long video of him, laying in bed, sweatpants and boxers just slightly pulled down. he lazily strokes himself, but gets more intense the longer the video goes on. as he inches closer to finishing, he softly mutters your name as well as faint swears as he desperately fucks into his hand and cums.

- before dating you, he had a bad habit of watching a lot of porn.. but he doesn’t need that anymore. you’re his own personal pornstar.

- on the topic of porn, one of his biggest fantasies is making a tape between you two… but that could be its own set of hcs 🫣

- he loves when you really try to explore the things he’s into. since he didn’t have much experience before you, there are a lot of things he’s eager to try that he’s seen online or in porn. obviously he would never participate in anything against your boundaries, but he’s definitely here for it if you’re interested in his kinks.

i am so down bad for this man it’s not even funny. i need him!!! 😊 so bad!!!! 😊 anyways erm ill write like anything for him as long as its x fem reader thanku baiii

#hamzah x reader #hamzah x y/n #hamzahsmut #hamzahthefantastic x reader #hamzah smut #hamzah headcannons

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goomyloid · 10 hours

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PLEASE explain your thoughts on kriselle in full detail

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS 100% UNPROMPTED ASK! I SHALL EXPLAIN

i hate toby fox. why did he do this to us. he really put it better than anyone else. not really romantic not really platonic but…. something else… some secret more sinister more heartfelt more absurd third thing

i wonder at what point should i clarify that i dont even really seek out kriselle in a romantic context… DONT GET ME WRONG i have zero issues with the ship whatsoever and all of the krisellers out there are living their best (most painful) lives and i SEE THE APPEAL. BUT when i rotate them in my brain i dont need them to kiss or anything like that i just need them to sit down and sadly hold hands and stay like that forever and ever. in case you couldnt gauge that from my art so far

tldr i dont think i ship them in the traditional sense at least …. the things that i usually fixate on for any romantic ship are not there with these two. there are no romantic feelings there In my mind. and all at the same time i start screaming and throwing up and killing myself (all positive) whenever i see them even in the same image together. hngh

ive tried explaining this to people before and they usually suggest something along the lines of a QPR and even that doesnt feel right to me. truly the best way i can put it is… that red string of fate man… which i almost hesitate on saying too because i dont actually know if noelle is Quite an important enough character to the story to warrant a connection like that. WHICH IS A CRAZY THING TO SAY. I KNOW. DO NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT GETTING ME WRONG i think dess and her connections to gaster and her usage as a stepping stone into the weird route are all VERY important… but in my brain its just not kris/knight/asriel/every other mysterious main focus of the story Important. i didnt mean to get into deltarune theorizing here i hope nobody’s blood is boiling rn

so yeah in the end. toby fox once again put it best. they are friends, but they are also something else.

back to the actual pairing though… sometimes i think im going overboard and overestimating how close kris and noelle were as children because noelle will go and say things like “i wonder if we were ever really friends at all.” which is kind of a fair statement considering the circumstances. sure they played together and all and tagged along with their siblings to do stuff together but when dess went missing… it all kind of stopped. kris is just a kid, they dont know what to do or even how to process it, much like noelle. asriel is probably dealing with his own feelings, he just lost his friend and likely old enough to understand the weight of what happened. while noelle and kris cant say much to each other at all.

im always back and forth on speaking headcanons for kris but the one that i always seem to come back to is selective mutism… to me kris had a lot of trouble communicating well as a child and could only grow comfortable around certain people, asriel and noelle being clear examples because they’re both so patient with them. maybe because of this noelle felt like they could understand each other without really needing words, and just physical interaction was enough to achieve some form of closeness… or maybe that was all just on her end, she thinks when kris goes to play the piano. but if that’s the case, why does it feel like a concert just for her…?

jesus dont even get me start on them as teenagers either. noelle has lost her sister, and now kris has lost their brother… but not in the same way. they look at each other and wonder if they’re the same now. or, maybe thats too cruel. maybe its not the same thing at all. asriel’s coming back soon, after all. it will all be over soon, kris won’t have to feel this way for much longer, right? so then, why does kris look so miserable, sitting in the corner over there? all noelle feels like she can do is sit next to them quietly. to be there, and to somehow, vaguely, messily help each other. the misfit kids that dont really know how to talk to each other and yet understand each other regardless

thats why the dark world feels like such a dream to her. these crazy city lights, fantastical creatures, susie’s there, and she actually might have the means to defend herself and stand her ground, whether it be verbally or… otherwise

and most of all, much like with kris offering an adventurous haven to susie in ch1, the same is extended to noelle. by kris’s side, no less. it feels like theyre doing things together again, and its fun, and nostalgic… she wants to bring dess. and i think its okay to assume kris wants to bring asriel, too. recreating the make-believe world they lost so long ago… is it really possible?

no… how can it really be possible, when this isnt kris? something is wrong. its almost perfect, except kris… it’s them, but it’s not. she sees their face, their expressions, their laughs, their worries. and yet the voice that comes from them… isnt them. and it scares her! even if nothing particularly bad happened as a result. and if something bad DID happen, well…

she just wants what they had before back. is it really so impossible? can they reconcile after all these years? does kris want to? is kris capable of doing so? maybe they just need to hug again. will it feel like a real hug? the person she thought she understood is acting in ways she doesnt understand. they’re telling her to do weird things. they cycle through actions as if they just want to know what happens. and they cant even play piano anymore.

#mailbox #im gonna kill myself #kriselle #long post

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saturnniidae · 4 months

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Forever devastated at the wasted potential of Astrid and Ruffnuts friendship (or lack there of).

#like even if they dont get along all that well #youd think thered be at least SOME kind of solidarity #considering theyre the only women on their otherwise all male team (not counting heather since shes a temporary teamate)#but like that scene when heather was first introduced in rtte and she immediately brushed off ruffnut to go have 'girl time' with astrid #i was fuming #i love ruffnut sm they do jer so dirty constantly she doesnt deserve this treatment guys </3 #shes always brushed aside for her brother *cough cough* bias for male characters *cough cough*#or treated like shes just some annoying idiot (i mean both thw twins are treated this way and its unfair but in focusing on ruff rn)#and dont even get me started on her movie characterization #ruffnut thorston #httyd rtte #rtte #astrid hofferson #httyd #moth.txt

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user-name-h3re · 3 months

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i'm posting these mediocre sketches before school kicks my ass again

#camp camp #camp camp fanart #cc preston #god im so pissed my computer never lasts long enoug for me to finish at least ONE drawing #and i dont even have time to go fix it because of exams #cc nikki #cc nurf #AAND i cant download episodes anymore so now i feel like a huge failure #cc gwen #save me cc episode 3 season 5 #cc neil #cc ered #my art #i think preston and nikki would bond over nikki's new found femininity #since they most likely didn't get along very well before because of their differences #nikki could teach him how to fight idk #this episode validated my trans ered headcanon and my camp counselor ered headcanon #tough being right all the time #i really like that ered and nurf are both trying to become better people #i know they wont treat nurf's quote on quote growth seriously but im so happy to see so much focus on ered #i genuinly never thought this would ever happen im over the moon #ered<3333

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anxiously-sidequesting · 6 months

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Not to keep beating dead horses like I so much love to do but I am still completely Flabbergasted and Astonished at how you (Merle Ambrose) could discover the most terrifying fact that a child that is essentially under your care has been indoctrinated into a cult (which, by the way, a process that has taken over the course of years) ((by an agent that has been stationed in a direct position to make it easier to access and manipulate children, that has easily escaped your notice for such a long time)) that worships a nihilistic entity whose ultimate goal is the absolute and total destruction of Everything and Everyone around you, and your one, single, simple-sentenced response to that is to say "Oh, that's a shame. He (Duncan) always was pretty terrible. Hope he gets better someday." And then to move on from those extremely worrying and dangerous bundle of issues permanently without taking any sort of action to protect the vulnerable and make sure nothing like this ever happens again

#i love ambrose as a character but the things he does makes me clench my fists so hard blood circulation gets cut off #the absolute.... lack of care ambrose has for certain things literally render me speechless #and like okay in his uh. in his uh “defense”. there was like. other stuff going on at the time. i get that #like the end of the world for the 7th time yeah there were other things on ambrose's plate #but i dont know how many different ways to put “your children are being manipulated and kidnapped into a cult that means them harm under-#-your nose and it can absolutely happen again“ and make that stick #you... i #that is a horrifying fact to learn and the response is dismissive at BEST #like im not saying ambrose should adopt all 800 children that go to his school or whatever #but like... DO SOMETHING #you have COMPLETE AND UTTER INFLUENCE OVER THE NATIONAL GUARD. DO YOU REMEMBER THAT? USE THAT #send out watch parties! hold stranger danger assemblies! have adults regularly check in with kids! install a curfew! ANY OF THOSE THINGS?#like even if ambrose couldnt single-handedly stop a powerful cult he could at least make an effort.... AN EFFORT #ONE ATTEMPT. TO MAKE SURE ****HIS**** SCHOOL AND STUDENTS ARE SAFE........#and the fact that he says something along the lines of “well duncan was always fucked up” ☹️☹️☹️☹️#this shouldt surprise me fir the man who for 1. some reason refuses to fix the death school #2. does not care about dworgyn or mortis in the least #3. keeps trying to pressure necromancers to change schools #4. kidnapped US from earth and used us.#it really shouldnt but........ but #im gonna say it and idc (/lh) if its unpopular. ambrose should not be in power #he is incompetent at best. he is harmful at worst.#he does NOTHING 99.9% of the time and the one Tuesday where he takes action it makes something worse. he should not be in power #this post is /lh but idk. im a little angry #NOT SERIOUSLY ANGRY BUT CMON MAN. CMON BRO #if the game utilized ambrose's potential more and pointed out how useless/paranoid/rash he can be i would ascend to heaven #i would like literally one person (who isnt a villain) in the game to look at ambrose and say “wow hes kinda fucked up”#THATS THE BARE MINIMUM BUT I WILL ACCEPT THAT I WILL.#kind of unrelated but im kinda mad that the only person to correctly point out how weird ambrose is is morganthe #the murderous tyrant. the person we're not supposed to listen to. because she's evil. she couldnt POSSIBLY be right about Good Guy Ambrose!

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spearxwind · 5 months

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Hi this is where I talk a bunch about ocs :D

I dont have a lot of time lately to talk abt lore but i still think abt my guys whenever i have some chill time to myself, so here's some patch notes. This is also just me thinking out loud haha

CD:

ive been playing w some changes for CD and seeing if they stick :] gonna make the story slightly more complex and the sides of the conflict also different (for example I am going to make hades and talas full on enemies at first along with connon, caval and silas >:3 (and I am also making silas and his monster form two separate characters so the lion (hal) is now a mount instead))

Specifically what I've been thinking about is making Hades either a ship captain or a first mate for a rogue ship. The deal with Hades is that he comes from a renowned family from Redbridge and is a disgrace to them. In previous versions of CD they were artisans but that never rly clicked for me, and recently I have been reworking Redbridge into a naval empire to add some 🤏spice 🤏to the world, which would mean Hades' family is actually a naval captain family putting him next in line to be one of them but since his thing is being a disgrace he takes off and becomes a rogue. And instead of hating leviathans he fucking hates hunters instead. Conversely, I think with these changes Talas would also NOT be inclined to kill hunters (or at least not as often as he currently does). He'd pick fights with the naval fleet and other similar factions instead which is more like his character.

I also wanna try and bring back an older concept I had where connon's ship was able to both become fully submerged (like the subs in sunless sea where her character originated from) and this other idea I had where a ship could split in half into two smaller ships. Like if a catamaran could split into two and flank a vessel on both sides. But we'll see if I can make this work x)

Dragons (broken horizon + extinction):

I vaguely mentioned this a while ago as well but I've also been thinking abt my dragons and how I kinda want them to all be in one world/setting, which includes both my broken horizon guys (cer, jarek, octane, etc) and my extinction guys (alex, c, orion, etc) but I dont know how to deal with all of the conflicting lore and themes.

Because for extinction the big theme is there are people who can turn into dragons, and technically all of the dragons' powers are based on energy (for lore reasons). Meanwhile for my other dragons I have a few different elements or other ways of using fire (eg instead of using straight up fire/energy, my oc Jarek can breathe out gas only and ignites it with his mandibles).

I miss all my dragons a lot so I kinda wanted to make a world for them where I could have them Vibe and do different stories in so I thought about having a dragon-only universe but unfortunately Extinction has a pretty huge human element that I cant just eliminate.

It feels counterintuitive, i know the first logical choice is 'just let them be different things' but I genuinely feel like the right choice is to put them both together so the characters can interact and the whole story can be deeper because as it is both are really shallow and I would really like for them to work together so that's what I've been picking at for some months now (it's um. been real slow)

For these two stories I do have two different vibes though that I've been wondering how to weave together nicely bc they overlap for some characters. For broken horizon I had flying and aerial racing as a big theme (and some of the chars in extinction would be rly into that) and for extinction I had dragon arena fights as a big theme (and some of the characters in bh would be rly into that) both of these is another of the reasons why I wanted to put them both together bc it feels like they can fit very well I just have to find the right idea for them to click and then itll be smooth sailing -w-

I also wanted to talk abt this in hopes that talking abt all the dragons gets me to think more about them as well

I wanted to make this post bc I've been really busy lately and rly absent from here in general and I don't have as much time to draw (or even think abt ocs) anymore but I still wanted to keep posted about what's been going on in my head and hopefully get some eyes on it and maybe even some feedback if anyone is so inclined

If u read this whole thing thank u i owe you my life fr I hope u enjoyed reading abt my patch notes :D and hopefully sometime in the future I can get back to drawing concepts and stuff or maybe even writing stuff

#thunderclap #oc ramble #challenger deep #broken horizon #long post #whew this took so long to write and i dont even know if its gonna make ANY sense to anyone auuggggg #ive been thinking a lot about CD in my off time recently I want to make it GOOD i wanna make it COMPLEX i have a lotta good insp lately #so im hoping to make some good and much needed changes #and i also think abt my dragons a lot they just like. float at random in my head in cool scenes and i have no way to bring it all together #AND THAT MAKES ME MAD!!! THIS IS MY HOUSE!! I SHOULD BE ABLE TO MAKE IT FIT AUUUGGHGHHHH!!!!#i also think abt octane and alex being rivals a lot now it actually fits so much. radioactive bitches. fusion vs fission.#generation vs combustion. white and black. both still orange. please please i need this to work sooo bad #ALSO C AND ARC AND JAREK AND DIMA WOULD GET ALONG SO WELL I KNOW IT I DO AUGH

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