#ousside

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#ousside

[maiz-of-light]

@loturaweek2023 day three is What's the Weather! (Or alternatively beach day bliss but I suck at drawing sexy-fine people in swimsuits so)

#lotura #loturaweek2023 #voltron #vld #cuddles #bby is cold ousside

[buniyaad]

me, when geoff was pulling double duty with karadox and karamon:

me, when tom king eliminated the men from her life and had her mentoring an angry lil alien girl:

#i have no reference for kara post flashpoint ousside of WOT #dont even ask i dont know #real talk #kara zor el #new krypton #new krypton saga #supergirl woman of tomorrow #dc comics

[shirkers2018dirsanditan]

in case you forgot how we ack ousside!

#my favorite part of break my soul #we aint that ousside!

[krskrash]

+_+

#digital artist #art #krs.ash.art #artist on instagram #artists on tumblr #lol memes #lol quotes #support small artists #clown #clown me ousside how bout dah #clown around and find out #+_+

[hypaalicious]

I don't even have specific things I want I just want to read more about Ignis's dick 🤣 I could read it all day tbh

Sadly, I don’t have much else to describe when it comes to his dick rn, but ofc he has an impeccable stroke game. Cause idk, a man that graceful can’t NOT had a good stroke game, even putting my bias aside. 😂

AND you know he grooms and cleans well so like… you won’t have to worry about some of these horror stories I’ve read on Reddit about irl cishet relationships that… yeah.

#honestly Reddit is my go to for mess #I feel better about the shit that is my life when i read about others #and the stories some folks have about their male partners?!!? #Chile… idk who decides masculinity meant being dirty asf but I wanna cash them ousside #so it’s nice to have fictional men who you can just HC to clean their nutsacks regularly #not so Anon ask

[girlbugboy]

some snow animals!

#went ousside!!! #it’s v snowy in bellingham #my post #beedle.jpg

[xenophiliarp]

just had a throwback to when one of my friends wrote smut for the first time, after all the working up with banter to get there, they put it under a readmore, and simplified the process in less than a whole paragraph and finished that singular reply with a "was it good for you?" and the person's reply in the tags was "ummm okay?"

#cash me ousside with that basic stuff nah u getting full price shiz here xD #out of these worlds

[digital--dreamer]

How many platform shoes can i buy till it can be considered a problem

#i wanna be taaaaaall #and badass #catch me ousside #kickin ass #not really but #at least looking like i will

[emmyrosee]

Hey if you’re ever not busy can you do a Suna fic where he just got his wisdom teeth removed😭I’ve seen it done on so many haikyuu characters but Suna and I think it’s so cute. You also write him the best😓

THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR THE KIND WORDS AND THE ADORABLE PROMPT 😭💖💖💖

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The nurse told you that they’d used a strong anesthetic because of how impacted his teeth were, but when it took them quite a few times to finally wake him up, you knew you were in for a ride.

Rintaro always hated the dentist. Always. He blames it on childhood trauma (he didn’t have any. He never brushed his teeth and that was his problem) but up until last night, months after his dentist told him he’d need an extraction as soon as possible, he’d been trying to get out of it.

Deep down, seeing him so relaxed in the chair was a relief. The teeth were out, now he has to heal. Easy enough.

You smile as you make your way over to his slowly waking body, taking his hand gently in yours to be the first thing when he woke up. Kissing the knuckles finally had him stirring, and he blinked those bleary green eyes open at you, you practically saw the hearts forming in them.

“Morning, sunshine,” you coo, moving your free hand over to card the messy locks of hair from his face. “How do you feel?”

He tries to speak, but it comes out as a croaky ‘guhhh’ and from a few feet away, the nurse chuckles.

“He’ll have some nasty cotton mouth- literally- for the next few days, but communication should be normal as he starts to wake up,” she says, snapping the gloves off her hands. Then, she passes you the care directions, “no rush. If you need anything, just press the buzzer.” At this point, Rintaro has taken the liberty of grabbing all the gauze he can to put in his mouth. You assume it’s to absorb all the spittle.

“No, no honey,” you chuckle, gently grabbing his hands and pulling the damp cloth out easily. “Be careful. We can change your gauze when we get home.”

“I ‘ont wonna shange my gods,” he mumbles, resting his hands on yours. “‘Ike my gods.”

“Gauze, baby,” you titter. You lean over to plant some kissed onto his forehead, hoping your affections will ease him back more. “The nurse said you might be woozy when you stand, so let’s take it slow okay?”

“Yesh, bosh,” he slurs out. He blinks his foggy eyes before letting them wander around the room, over the sharp objects and wooden cupboards, all before wandering back to you. They widen before a brow quirks in confusion, "who're you 'gain?"

"Me?" You snicker. "I'm the one who's gonna keep you alive for the next few days. Your parents are away, so you're stuck with me." You turn your head slightly, "though that may be the other way around."

"Keep me 'live?" Now, he gives you a small, messy smirk. "'re too schexy to keep me 'live."

"Are you hitting on me?"

He doesn't answer you. Instead, he lets out a small string of laughter, head rolling around his neck in haze. You snort before opting to move him up and out of the room, "come on Romeo. Before you pass out on me."

"nuh-uh," he argues. You, however, choose to ignore him.

It's hard to pay attention when there's a pile of 185 centimeter man on your right shoulder, saying goodbye to every hygienist, dentist, secretary, patron, and flower on the sidewalk on the way to the car. There's a slurp from the spittle in his mouth that rings in your ear and makes you want to gag, but you chose to count some of your blessings.

He's at least mobile- unlike the horror stories you've heard about Osamu falling asleep in the seat while Atsumu wailed about the bandaid on his arm.

Finally, you and your oaf are able to make it to the car, his eyes closed in an attempt to sleep, and you jostle him awake slightly.

"I need you to work with me just a bit longer, okay?"

"When'd we get ousside?" He slurs.

"Not long after you said goodbye to the flowers," you say, rolling your eyes. "Watch your head, babe."

He ducks under your guiding palm, but you're not fast enough before he bumps the crown of his head against the door frame, mumbling a soft "ow" before moving on. It takes everything in your power to not laugh at his poor expense.

"It's because you've got such a big melon head, booger," you tease, and he smiles softly.

"'Ike mewons."

"I know baby."

You buckle him in before closing the door. You give yourself a stretch before heading to the driver's side.

You hadn't had him out of your sight for 25 seconds before you open the door and see him with your chapstick, completely rolled up and making a move towards his mouth.

He's either eating it, or trying to apply it.

Neither sounds like a good idea.

“Rintaro!” You scold, reaching for the chapstick. “You can’t eat that! You’ll get sick!”

“You’re th'ick,” he grumbles, but he does release his hold on your chapstick. His head thunks back against the headrest, letting you buckle while he says one more round of goodbyes to the flowers.

"Gonna nap," he murmurs, and you chose not to fight him on it. "Don't pick mah nothe."

"Why the hell would I do that?" You ask, laughing as you start the car.

He doesn't answer you. He's too busy letting his jaw slack open and let out the wheeziest of snores. You put your hand on his thigh and squeeze lovingly, allowing the hum of the engine and warmth from the sun lull him to sleep.

He's out, he's comfortable, and you can't wait to tell him about how, even drugged out of his mind, he still tried to put the moves on you.

You'll have to leave out the head smacking, though. Let him blame himself for that bruising.

#im not proud at how long this took me to post #but leave me alone #suna rintaro #suna rintaro fluff #suna rintaro x reader #suna rintaro x gn!reader #suna rintaro x reader fluff #suna rintaro imagine #suna rintaro haikyuu #suna #suna fluff #suna x reader #suna x reader fluff #suna x gn!reader #suna imagine #suna haikyuu #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x gn!reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #haikyuu x yn #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n

[buniyaad]

kara, who brought a bomb into her home without realizing it. lex, who helped to equip it without a care in the world just because he could. alura, who unwittingly set it off by torturing reactron into exploding. all while clark and zod are slapfighting in space.

#last best arc of pre flashpoint ousside of flashpoint itself #they really dont be writing crazy shit like this no more 😭 #new krypton saga #new krypton #real talk #dc comics

[conradechoes]

Pwning Noobs 🎮 Cash Me Ousside! 😜

#babyboy #padded #daddy #diaper faggot #diaperboy #diaper chastity #dl #diaper boi #diaper pup

[krskrash]

#art #digital artist #krs.ash.art #artist on instagram #artists on tumblr #lol memes #lol quotes #cash me clown side #how bout dah #cash me ousside how bout dah #lol #clown #+_+

[age-of-play-i-say]

I pad quickly towards Daddy's office, still holding my bunny plushie, trying to blink the sleep out of my eyes.

Without thinking, I bypass the bathroom completely and make a beeline for my safe space, toes curling as I hustle and try not to have an accident. I push the door of the office open and hum happily, all baby-ish and regressed.

Daddy, not expecting to see his late-riser for another few hours, takes in my major bedhead and lack of bottoms and grins.

"My little bumble bee!" he's delighted to see me. I blink at him quickly and waddle forward, propelled by my brimming baby parts. "What a nice surprise!"

Without responding, I reach my destination and turn to face Daddy as I plunk down in my own cute little potty chair. I start piddling the second my tush makes contact with the chair.

I breathe a sigh of relief and look right at Daddy.

"Made it!" I announce proudly, hugging my bunny and relaxing my tush. I'm still so full it feels funny, and I stamp my feet a few times, dancing out the wee wee until my stream begins in earnest.

I widen my stance as the pattering noise picks up and let out a very loud, happy moan. My brows knit together and my vision blurs as I find pleasure in my release, both in the potty and in Daddy's gaze.

I hold my bunny to one side and use my other hand to circle my pebbled nipple, cooing and sighing as my tinkles finally start to slow down.

I open my eyes to find Daddy staring in happy surprise, breathing heavily.

"g'mornin Dada" I say, like a good baby. I wag my hips to let out the last of my overnight tinkles and smile unabashedly. "iss still dark ousside?"

Daddy nods solemnly and I exaggerate my pout.

"Need humpies" I report, thrusting my hips forward over my piddle bucket. "back ta bed? for humpies? 'Cus iss still night?" I look up through my lashes at Daddy.

Daddy quickly shakes his head, astonished at how quickly I'm regressing and getting past my shame and shyness around potty time and my baby needs.

"After voluntarily making your morning tinkles in front of Daddy? Absolutely not, Daddy will help you. Come here, little one, you want to ride Mr. Hops?"

I grin and spring up, feeling light as a feather. Daddy reaches for Mr. Hops and I hand him right over, trusting Daddy to give instructions. Daddy bends down to place the plushie face-up on his house shoes, the bunny ears dangling off towards me. Daddy looks up and smiles even bigger, giving me a kiss on my messy hair.

"Sit right here, little one. We'll play horsey on Daddy's foot to keep your lil pee pee parts growing healthy and strong. What a good baby I have!"

I blush and kneel, wrapping my arms around Daddy's big leg and pressing my tingly damp doodle to my bunny's face.

I start grinding wildly, too little for any real build up or rhythm. I gasp and whimper out "feels s' good, dada, tank you for my potty chair."

Daddy chuckles and feels his own grown up doodle stiffening up and says

"You're my perfect little pee pee angel, sweetheart."

(and I squirt all my stickies into my bunny)

#maple speaks #dd/lb #self diddle and self piddle #omo #md/lb

[archivallyfound09]

Request: "That's A Problem?” Part 4

The highly requested continuation :)

Request: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x SingleMom! Reader

Warnings: None- just teeth rotting cute. Lotta angst in this one.

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

The sun was bright as it glossed across your face, waking you from some of the best sleep you had had in awhile. You stretched slightly and your hand came into contact with a very hard, very warm chest.

“Morning,” Rooster grumbled, letting out a yawn. “Do you always punch everyone who sleeps over?” He asked and you rolled your eyes.

“Nope, that’s reserved for cocky pilots only,” you smirked and he let out a light laugh, pulling you flush against his side and kissing the top of your head. You both steadied your breath, not wanting to break the moment. Rooster was the first to shatter the illusion.

"We're going to get orders soon. I don't know if you know how this all goes down, but I can't really contact you. I'll get you a message if we're out, thought, okay?" You nodded, too groggy to truly comprehend his words.

"I promise."

You were suddenly wide awake and very conscious of how serious he was. You nodded again and pressed a kiss to his lips, him happily returning the fervor as you turned, propping yourself up on your elbow and partially on him. You hair found its way to his hair and you could've sworn you heard a slight moan as you gently tugged his brown curls.

You broke the kiss, noses almost touching, chests heaving into each other. "You better come back here, okay?" He nodded and gave you a lopsided grin. You smiled and leaned in for another kiss, his hands migrating down to your hips, keenly aware of your previous decision to skip the p.j. shorts.

You could practically taste the smirk in his kiss as your hand slid down from his hair onto his chest, trying to memorize exactly how he felt in this moment in case-

You couldn't bring yourself to think about why. You pulled back from the liplock and looked over Rooster's face, gently tracing it with your hand. He gave you a sincere smile and brought a hand up, cradling your cheek. The small knocking at the door broke the intimacy of the moment.

'Breakfast?' Rooster mouthed to you. You nodded, jumping up out of bed and finding some bottoms before opening the door and scooping up the very bed-headed child from the hallway.

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“So….” The quizzical tone of the child at the breakfast table was one that forced you at Rooster to look look at each other, eyebrows quirked.

“….is ‘ooster my dad now?” You froze- mid-sip of your coffee and looked at the pilot who was now choking on a bowl of cheerios. You knew your eyes looked like sheer panic as you caught Rooster’s, the same look in his eyes.

“Uhm, no bug, he’s….” You pause, two sets of eyes locked on you as you searched for the best way to explain the whirlwind relationship with a pilot who was leaving on no-doubt a suicide mission in days if not hours.

“He’s just Rooster.” You finished lamely, the small boy shrugging and going back to his cheerios without another though to the matter. Rooster have you a look of “what was that?” You shot back a look of “no idea. What would you have said?” The two of your started mouthing back and forth, the instigator of the conversation completely, blissfully unaware.

‘I’m JUST Rooster? What does that mean?’

‘I don’t know! I panicked! Did you WANT to be his dad?’

‘I didn’t say that I-‘

‘-then you come up with something better!’

You could feel the tension in your chest tighten a bit more as you scrambled, unsure if Rooster was offended or scared or excited. Honestly, he didn’t know how to feel about it either. The stressed silence in the room was broken by a spoon falling in the sink as little legs carried your son out towards the back yard.

“Gon’ go ousside. Bye!”

You squeezed the bridge of your nose and groaned. Rooster looked at you and then burst out into a laugh that you were not expecting.

“If you wanted me to stick around, you could’ve just asked, didn’t need to put the little guy up to it,” he winked, making his way over to you and wrapping his arms around your waist. He placed a kiss on your neck and you laughed, shaking your head.

“He’s ridiculous. Don’t think he quite understands….ya know,” Rooster nodded, rocking you slightly back and forth, your back pressed firmly against his chest.

“The nuances of adult relationships aren’t exactly top priority when your world consists of legos and eating sand,” you explained, garnering another laugh from Rooster. You turned around slightly, pressing a kiss to his lips. He immediately had a hand in your hair and deepened the kiss.

PING.

“Ah dammit,” Rooster groaned, reaching for his phone. “I’ve gotta run,” he said slowly, his eyes scanning something on the screen. He gave you a sheepish look and pressed another kiss to your waiting lips.

“This might be it. I’ll be back in touch when I can, okay?” You nodded, suddenly feeling tearing pricking at your eyes. You took in a shaky breath, willing your breathing to regulate as you wrapped your arms around him, hugging him tightly.

“Be careful, okay? I know you’re the best pilot in the world,” Rooster let out a halfhearted laugh, “but you better be back to take me out on a real date, okay?” You saw his eyes start to get glassy as you pulled him in for another hug.

“Yes ma’am,” he flashed you a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. He glanced out the window and sighed. “Can you-“

You put a hand on his chest. “I’ll let him know. He’ll be okay.” You kissed Rooster one last time, lips lingering as his phone went off again. With a small wave, he disappeared out the front door and your chest felt like it had caved in.

No matter how hard you willed the tears to stop, they dripped down your cheeks silently. You tried to remind yourself that this might not be it. It might just be another briefing. You knew Rooster would send you a message if he was leaving North Island, but he wouldn’t be able to give any other details. You looked out at the little one playing in the sandbox and took a deep breath, heading out to break the news to him.

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You were half asleep on the couch, little one curled up on your lap and the end credits of the kids movie scrolling across the screen. You reached to grab your phone to check the time. Your heart dropped when you saw the text flicker on screen.

I’m out. xo.

You leaned your head back, biting at your bottom lip to stop the sob that was caught in your throat. You took a few breaths, trying to calm yourself and decided that your son had to be the priority and distraction- that was the only thing that would stop these feelings.

You scooped up the munchkin with little to no protest and headed upstairs, clicking off the tv as you walked by. You tucked him into his bed and he barely stirred as you walked out of his room, turning on his nightlight as you did so.

You pulled the phone out of your pocket and stared at the text again, before your back hit the wall and you slid down, crumpling into a ball, the tears no long able to be contained. Through blurry vision you typed back a quick message, not sure if it was okay or allowed or-

“Screw it,” you said quietly to yourself and the universe.

Be careful. xo

You clutched the phone to your chest and felt it heaving as the sobs broke past the dam. You couldn’t remember a time you had been this worked up and terrified before in your life. It didn’t seem possible to fall this hard, this fast, for someone. But it was Rooster. This was different. He was different.

You weren’t exactly sure when you had fallen asleep, halfway onto the hallway floor, but it was much later when you woke up and headed towards your bedroom, your neck aching terribly and your nose stuffed up completely.

As you crawled into bed, barely able to shed your shorts, you curled up and could smell Rooster on the pillow beside you. Your eyes filled with tears again as you hugged it tightly to you, wishing for just a few more moments together.

Part Five

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[storiesbyjes2g]

Exploring

thespianick We ousside!

nissanissa OKAAAAY! Y'all go see all the sights so you can take me everywhere when I come. I want the royal treatment!!

thespianick @.nissanissa You know we got you.

colemanproductions Oh you made it! Welcome to the Valley! Whenever you're ready to get back to work, I've got a project. I'll call your agent and give him the deets.

tbowie Y'all have fun out there! North Del Sol is gorgeous.

theaudacity Good to see y'all out here enjoying yourselves. Everyone deserves a break.

unorthodottie See? I knew they were gonna go out there and turn all DSV on us. Look at them out there with them shades like they too good for us now.

nissanissa @unorthodottie SRSLY? It's SUMMER! And DSV is BRIGHT and hot! Always looking for trouble where there is none!

sweetsexy You two are so stunning! Mainly you. 😘

thespianick If somehow you forgot...my one and only.

tbowie LET'EM KNOW BRO

nissanissa @tbowie You stole my line ha ha!

mrspierson2u That's right! They are off the market.

nissanissa All the thirsty girlies can go home! Try something if you want to!!

theaudacity That's one thing I like about this dude right here. He been claimed his girl. Been claiming her this whole time and y'all still act up.

nissanissa @.theaudacity RIGHT?! Like I literally do not get it!

vjeong beautiful rings

Ha! Nick never engages, but every now and then he has to school some folks.

#ts4 story #sims 4 story #sims story #Piersons and Friends #the piersons #melany pierson #nick wilkinson #simsta