#the gayest man ever yall

[ethanharmonia]

S!3V3N

Just an emo man in his 20s with a deceased dragon and dating a glitched man, im very normal

Other version because i couldnt stop laughing at this😭😭😭😭😭

#pokemon #pokemon au #pokepasta #pokemon creepypasta #pokemon strangled red #strangled red #glitchy red #fnf hypno lullaby #fnf lullaby #hypnos lullaby #the gayest man ever yall #bro may not have powers but he can beat your buttlercheeks haha /hj #he gave missingno to his damn boyfriend on christmas can you imagine that is the best gift ever #the rendering this time made me feel gay oh my god #art #pokemon trainer #drawing #strangled red steven

[sillylilguyontherunfromthefbi]

THIS GAY LITTLE OLD MAN HAS ME IN A CHOKE HOLD. I HAVEN'T EVEN PLAYED THE GAME, AND THE MORE AND MORE ANGST I SEE ABOUT HIM THE MORE I GET PULLED DEEPER INTO THIS RABBIT HOLE.

He has the eyes of a tired 36 year old man who has been worked to the bone by capitalism's idea of a stable job and just needs fucking sleep and I genuinely love that about him.

#astarion #I dont know how people can see a female with him like thats the gayest man I've ever heard and seen. #thats a fruitcake right there. #baulders gate 3 #yall I was joking about the women thing #I KNOW HES CANONICALLY PANSEXUAL #its a joke

[soaps-hoe-141]

They're Fraternizing Your Honor

@foreverrunningfree Yall can thank them for this one. They bribed me and so here we are... Enjoy!!! (It's gonna be absolutely filthy so just a fair warning before we even get to the warnings)

Ever feel like a mad scientist before you drop a chapter? Cause that's me right now about to press the button to send the masses scattering.

Pairing: Konig x Soap x Ghost x Transmasc!OC (OC is Watcher there is lore pinned in my master list)

WC: 11k

Synopsis: Foursome between the gayest lil military men, it's filthy and it is all smut. No plot, not a single bit, enjoy.

Warnings: All smut, NSFW, filthy, minors DNI

Their lips pressed hard together, Ghost's hands holding on to the thin waist in front of him. He pulled the hips flush to his own, rocking into him with a quick smile before he flicked his eyes up. Hazel stared at the other men behind the mask that was still halfway covering his face. Fingers found his shoulders then, working the muscles from behind while they watched the other two men quietly. His mouth pulled away and the other Scot's mouth moved to the thick neck and kissed lightly against the pale and scarred skin. "You like this Johnny? Make you feel good watching him?" Soap nodded slowly, head tilting to the side as strong fingers moved up his neck. His own hips pressed backwards, his body coming flush against the strong chest behind him.

It wasn't as wide as Ghost's, more lean and less give but not an unpleasant feeling. Especially when it was accompanied with the hardening length against the small of his back hidden only by the thick fabric of pants. His teeth drug over the bottom of his lip, before he reached up and grabbed Konig by the back of his neck before pulling his head down to his mouth. Their lips met hungrily, teeth hitting together as he turned in the long arms. He took control of their urgency, tongue slipping past Konig's lips with a smirk when he heard the tall man's soft little moans. Eyes burned into his back before he felt a hand on his shoulder turning him around and away from Konig's mouth. Watcher was staring at his partner and Soap hungrily, enjoying the sight just as much as Soap had been a few seconds ago.

Ghost's fingers held his jaw steady, his burning gaze on azure hues before he leaned closer, whispering against Soap's mouth, "Don't forget you're mine." Lips pressed gently against his own, a light tease at first, before teeth were biting into the plush flesh for just a moment. Full of possession and need that was tempered only by the ginger Scot who was still nibbling along the length of the thick neck bared now before him. Scarred and tattooed and shining perfectly in the gleam of the light, his hard muscles tensing every time the lips teased over his flesh.

A quiet groan fell from the Scotsman before he flashed a grin up at the big man, "Never m’eudail." The hand holding Soap’s face fell away and Konig's mouth found his shoulder as he traced the scar there, hands wrapping around to lay flat against his bare stomach to pull him flush to his own bare torso once more. Dark hairs littered the Scot’s belly, dipping below the waistband of his jeans in a clear pathway to the treasure that laid below. Both him and the Austrian were content with enjoying the sight of Watcher and Ghost tasting one another's mouths. Their hands steadily explored one another while Konig grinded forward against his backside, warm breath was blowing over his bare skin as the outline of his hardening cock pressed against thick fabric.

Konig’s fingers edged lower along the dark haired Scot’s stomach as Watcher’s moved around to Ghost’s back and followed the same downward trajectory. His hands slipped below the waistband of Ghost’s jeans and underwear, grabbing himself a handful of the plump ass that awaited him beneath, all the while earning a smirk from the big man. Soap groaned when he felt a large hand cupping his own hardening member, leaning his head back against Konig’s bare chest and closing his eyes. He felt a gaze burning his skin for just a moment before the bed creaked under someone’s weight. Azure hues opened quickly and watched as Ghost knelt down in front of Watcher, his large hands working at the young Scot’s belt with a hurried determination.

That had the Scotsman’s hips rolling forward into the friction of the palm cupping him before Soap was grabbing him by the arm and pulling Konig towards the bed, only to gesture with a jerk of his chin towards it before they had reached their destination. The tall man raised an eyebrow at him curiously before sinking down to sit on the bed beside Watcher, "Soap?" The curiosity was answered nearly immediately as Soap's fingers worked at his own jeans. He popped the button easily, shoving the fabric over the swell of his ass before fishing out his throbbing length.

When he heard Watcher groan, his azure hues looked over at the Lieutenant on his knees with his tongue delving into the wet depths between the other Scot's legs. Watching his barely uncovered nose disappear into the short ginger curls and nudge hard at the bundle of nerves that he knew was hidden there. The dark haired Scot was so entranced by the sight of Ghost eating the younger man out it caught him by surprise when he felt a large hand wrap around his own length, his eyes flicking back to Konig who had a small smirk on his face. "Fuck your hands are big, Konig." His eyes shut for a short moment, teeth grazing over his bottom lip as the callused skin ran down his length slowly.

A quick comment rose from the parted lips of the other Scot as he answered, "Not the only thing that's big, Soap." That earned a quiet chuckle from Soap and a hum of appreciation from Ghost who was still putting in work with his mouth. A loud moan erupted from the ginger as his hips bucked into the open mouth, the vibration of Ghost’s hum sending shockwaves through the smaller man’s body. It took him a second to regain his thoughts before he took a breath and said, "Show him a good time, aye Konig?" The blue eyes caught Konig's green, Watcher glancing at the hand slowly running the length of Soap's cock with a breathy sigh.

"With pleasure little Newt," the Austrian answered and then he leaned down to press a light kiss to Watcher’s pretty lips. Fuck, Soap could imagine those wrapped around his cock just as easily as he could remember when Ghost's had been there before. When Konig sat back up though it quickly became a reality, his lips wrapping around him as he groaned aloud at the feeling. The wet heat surrounding his throbbing cock was driving him nearly to madness already as the tongue slid over his length as he went. Relief flooded through him though after a few seconds of finally being inside of something.

Ghost was hard at work just as well. One hand sliding over the expanse of the ginger’s torso. His fingernails grazed over the toned stomach before they continued up and traced one of the vines as he went. All the way up until his hand stalled at the other’s collarbone, his tongue licking a stripe up the other man’s drooling entrance until the tip of his tongue flicked over the man’s clit. There was a quiet hum of approval at the action which earned him another flick of the tongue, the hum growing a bit in volume as Ghost continued until Watcher was starting to pant into the air. His orgasm was growing closer and closer now and it was only fueling the desire in the other three men as well who were all watching closely with heated gazes.

Even Konig was popping the button on his own pants now, hurriedly delving inside to wrap his hand around himself. Soap’s head was in the clouds at this point with his fingers tangled into dark red locks of hair as he guided the other man’s mouth down his length, his hips rocking forward to meet every bob of his head. It wasn’t until Konig gasped and let out a low groan that azure hues opened to gaze down his front.

The Lieutenant had slipped his hand between Konig’s thighs and taken hold of his huge erection. With his black gloves still on. The Austrian was whining around Soap’s length as Ghost worked him steadily. Watcher’s icy eyes were nearly black, his pupils blown wide with lust as the big man continued to eat him out. “Steamin’ Jesus, Ghost,” the dark haired Scot groaned out as he watched the two other men being taken care of by his man.

Soap’s hips thrusted forward into Konig’s open mouth, feeling the man as he did his best not to gag on the length. The Austrian’s throat was swallowing around him, saliva dribbling down his chin as the Scotsman held his head in place, refusing to allow his retreat. Even when the other’s hands came up to find his hips. Fingers were wrapped around the bones of his hips, gently pushing backwards before Soap whispered, “Ah come on, Konig. Just a few more seconds, aye?”

Immediately the hands at his hips stopped their gentle pushing, green eyes flicking up to land on azure hues before he forced himself down all the way, taking him completely with his nose pressed against those dark curls. A low growl vibrated through him and brought a flash of a smile to Soap’s mouth, “Eager to please are ye?” The mouth currently choking on the Scotsman’s length opened just enough for some kind of affirmative sound to come out before the sound of Fyn’s whining beside them stalled.

“Johnny,” azure hues flicked over towards the big man before he released his hold on Konig’s head the second he saw the look in those hazel eyes. His mask was still barely pushed up his nose, his mouth a mess of Fyn’s arousal and his own saliva. Soap’s knees felt weak just looking at him, that infamous glare settled directly on his face before it shot once to where Watcher was starting to writhe beneath him. He could stop the dark haired Scotsman with a mere look, but Konig and the ginger needed a…rougher touch.

The grip on Konig’s cock tightened at the base and stilled as the tall man huffed out in a mix of pain and pleasure. Ghost’s other hand shot to Fyn’s exposed neck, pressing just barely against his delicate throat in a silent threat of more if he kept being so greedy. Afterall Ghost was the only one who was still fully clothed, and even still partially masked up. It wasn’t hard to see the outline of his straining erection in his pants but he was paying it no mind, like it didn’t even exist. Why did that make every single one of them only want him more?

Ghost pushed himself up from where he’d been kneeling in front of Fyn, his hazel eyes still on Soap as he did. There was no doubt who had seized control of their situation, and the others were more than happy to relinquish it, for now at least. The Lieutenant stepped towards the dark haired Scot before he grabbed the man by the back of the neck. Soap went rigid under his grip, his heart beating faster at the feel of the large hand like an iron claw around his neck.

The strong hand guided the shorter man to the bed, before his free arm wrapped around his torso and Ghost’s slicked mouth pressed against the crook where his shoulder met his neck. “Fyn,” the name came out more like a question than a statement as the Brit’s voice rasped beside his ear. Watcher gave an answering hum, his own quiet question sounding off in answer, “Can Johnny fuck you?” Soap pressed back into Ghost’s chest at the question before his azure gaze trailed slowly up the freckled and tattooed body. His cock jumped at the thought and Fyn didn’t miss it. Icy eyes shooting down and only making it jump once more as Soap fought back the eager look in his eyes.

“I dinnae know, can he?” Watcher answered the question with his own, and the dark haired Scot let out a breath he’d pent up, turning his eyes to where Konig was lazily stroking himself as he watched the interaction. Ghost hummed against where his teeth were nibbling at his neck before Soap grinded back against him once more with another quiet sigh.

Finally the dark haired Scotsman broke right as the big man currently holding him in place sucked hard at his neck, no doubt there would be a hickey there later. A breathy sigh fell out past his parted lips as he whispered to Ghost, “Please, Lt, I wan tae fuck him.” Watcher’s fingers slid down, teasing himself as he enjoyed the view of the Brit having his way with the other Scotsman. It only made Soap more eager, one foot starting forward before the hand at his neck slid quickly to the front, holding his throat in a dangerously tight grip. A short whine left the shorter man as he tilted his head back, “Please, bloody hell, please Ghost. I need tae fuck him.”

There was a low growl against the skin of his shoulder as the Lieutenant sunk his teeth into the muscled shoulder. Pain rolled through the muscle in slow, aching waves before Ghost finally decided to let go. The big man’s mouth settled just behind Soap’s ear then as he finally relinquished his control, “Go ahead.” The hand around his torso and throat immediately let go as he gave his permission.

No one had to tell Soap twice though, the jeans he’d been clad in moments before were shucked off and on the ground in a moment. Thrown off to the side and out of the way along with his underwear as he stepped towards the smaller man awaiting him on the bed. Fyn looked delectable laying there, fingers still toying with his dripping core as he watched the other Scot make his way onto the bed. Soap’s mouth descended onto Watcher’s in a moment, eagerly tasting his lips in teasing flicks of his tongue before the younger man returned the favor with a smirk against his mouth.

Strong hands slid over freckled flesh, glancing down as his fingers made their way down. It didn’t take long for him to find the sensitive head of Watcher’s cock, the pads of his fingers circling it with deliberate slowness. Earning a low groan of pleasure from the younger man beneath him. At least until he pulled at the collar of Soap’s shirt, dragging him closer as the teasing tongue slipped past his lips, delving into the depths of the older man’s mouth. Fyn was a fiend, his mouth eager and needy as strong fingers continued to circle the sensitive bud agonizingly slow. Delicate hands proving not so delicate as they ripped the shirt off over Soap’s head and their lips continued their heated dance.

His hips canted up, both of them groaning as the toned stomach glided over his leaking and needy member. The young man growled against his mouth in the next moment, “He said tae fuck me, ye slow cunt.” Watcher’s freehand slid around his scarred side, fingernails digging into a rounded cheek as the smaller man rutted up against him again. Soap breathed out another heavy sigh as he too grinded down into him, the slightly sweaty skin against his sensitive cock sending a rush of heat through him.

A moment later the larger Scot was pushing himself up with one hand, the other hurriedly taking hold of himself at the base. Azure hues focused on the sight between them, the head of his prick dragging through the young man’s arousal. Gathering it on the tip before his eyes shot up to find Fyn’s heated gaze and he muttered out, “Fine ye wee bastart.” Soap slid in slowly at first, moaning as the walls tightened around him in response, feeling as if they were somehow beckoning him deeper inside. Pulling him further in as the man beneath him canted his hips up in an attempt to meet his slow moving hips.

Ginger curls pillowed against the comforter as his head fell back and his pale neck bared to Soap’s mouth. There was a whine to his left as the azure gaze turned quickly to find Konig watching them with a heated look in his eyes. His hand had been replaced by Ghost’s mouth though as his tongue slid over the sensitive skin. The tip of that devilish tongue catching at the ridge before flattening against the underside and taking him into his mouth. Konig whined again at the attention but his eyes never left the two Scots as their hips began to slap against one another.

Soap’s elbows were braced on either side of Fyn’s shoulders with his mouth devouring freckled and tattooed flesh, his eyes staring hard at Konig and Ghost. More than enjoying the sight of his man pleasuring someone who was actually taller than him for once, funny enough. He let out a huff of air at the thought before he pushed himself up to his knees on the bed, nearly falling off the edge but somehow managing to stay firmly buried inside of the small ginger.

Fyn’s thighs draped over his before they hooked around his waist and he crossed his ankles at the small of his back. The both of them were wearing a smirk now, two cheeky bastards who were more than just brats in the bedroom. Soap sat back on his heels as he pulled slowly back before driving hard back inside, the walls around him gushing with arousal and coating his length even more than it already was, especially after the way Ghost has already feasted on him and left him wanting for more. There was a quiet gasp from the smaller man as his icy gaze disappeared behind pale lids.

“Ah shite, do tha again,” Soap could follow directions, especially when it felt so good to do so. His hips slammed home again and once more Fyn let out a gasp, his body jolting in response even as his legs pulled the other Scot deeper inside. “Oh aye, that’s good,” another slow drag out of those depths and then another hard thrust back inside and the young man let out a low, breathy moan.

Soap was quick to set a steady rhythm, a smile on his face as he turned to see Konig still watching with a nearly blissed out look on his face. Ghost’s mouth still working hard along his- Christ Fyn hadn’t been kidding when he’d said his hands weren’t the only big thing Konig had. Ghost’s mouth sunk to the base with barely any effort, and Johnny couldn’t help but to groan at the sight. Hazel eyes shot over to him before he pulled off and replaced his mouth with a gloved hand, shooting Soap a small grin even as Konig moaned aloud at the feeling of the fabric, slicked with saliva and precome, dragging over his length.

Azure hues turned quickly back to the freckled face, the icy gaze he had expected to find was instead hidden behind pale lids. Plush lips were parted slightly as the man beneath him panted into the air trying to fill his lungs with air even as Soap drove it out of him with the force of his hips slamming home. Long, lithe fingers were dragging over slightly tanned skin and leaving behind streaks of white with the force of his grip. “Oh fuck,” the young man was close already, apparently Ghost had refused to let him finish before he’d urged Johnny between his legs.

Soap groaned just as the other Scot did, walls tightening around him like a vice as his hips continued to strike home hard before slowly dragging backwards. A steady and hard pounding between those thighs as their skin slapped together in response. Proud melodies of breathy moans and gasping breaths rising into the air. Fyn was angling his own hips even as Soap followed suit, both in search of something unfamiliar to one another. Neither one had ever been together before so this was just as much an experiment as it was anything else.

Finally the older man gave up though, annoyed with the unrelenting search as he reached one hand between their bodies to run the callused pads of his fingers over the sensitive nerves hidden between those pretty thighs. Fyn’s back arched nearly immediately in response, his ankles uncrossing as his feet fell to the bed and his heels pressed into the bed. Hands dug into Soap’s sides with a ferocity that was likely to draw blood if he wasn’t careful. Fingernails were digging into the Scot’s skin as Watcher took hold, in search of something to brace himself against as his orgasm built quickly, almost too fast.

“S-Soap,” the young man stammered out to which the other gave an answering grunt. The inside corners of his eyebrows turned up in a quiet question as his fingers continued to circle in a feverish rhythm that matched the pace of his hips. “Fas- Shite- Faster,” the dark-haired man gave a quiet smile before his hands slid down the length of the inside of his thin, freckled thighs. Fingers closed around the pale hips before Soap jerked the smaller man closer to him and over the bed, with that same smartass grin he always seemed to be wearing. Fyn was about to say something smart back before the older man slammed his hips home again, driving the air from the other’s lungs and earning a moan from not only Watcher but Konig as well.

The man’s pace quickened then, hips slamming home as he held onto the thin thighs. Both men needed something to hold onto for fear they’d go sliding straight off the bed on the other side. Neither of the two men even had the wherewithal to feel the bed creaking as Ghost pulled Konig to his feet. The Lieutenant pulled the Austrian to him by the back of the neck as their lips met in a hungry, devouring kiss. One Ghost was clearly dead set on dominating as he did.

Teeth clicked together as the big man pulled the other around, guiding him closer and closer to where he wanted the other to be. Konig was more than happy to oblige though, his hands running over the thick fabric of Ghost’s shirt until they found the collar. His long fingers continued upwards until they reached the hem of the mask where the other had slid it up in order to use his mouth on both Fyn and the tall man. Konig was lost as he felt a firm grasp around his wrist dragging his hands away, sliding them back down his sides and away from the mask. He hadn’t meant to even grab it but he had managed to slide it up a bit further than what Ghost was apparently comfortable with as he redirected his attention elsewhere.

Fingers wrapped around the thick length between them before Konig was being turned towards the sight of the two Scotsmen, both of whom were chasing a high now. Hands wrapped around the tall man’s hips, thumbs rubbing circles into the skin along his bare back where dimples sunk in on either side of his spine. Ghost’s mouth pressed a kiss against the back of Konig’s neck, guiding the man ever closer as they stepped towards the two who were none the wiser on the bed. A quiet whisper hit his bare skin where lips had been just moments before, “You want to join them?” There was a hesitant nod from the taller man though he stayed still, waiting to hear what all the man currently rocking into his ass had to say, “Johnny or Fyn?”

The breath caught in the taller one’s throat and his eyes went glassy for a minute as he zoned out, still watching the scene literally laid out before him. He didn’t come back to himself until Ghost nipped lightly at the side of his neck, hazel eyes shooting up to find where his green were still focusing almost solely on the two men on the bed. “Soap,” Ghost growled against his neck, the fingers around Konig’s waist tightening as he pulled him hard back into his own hips. The outline of his erection through the thick fabric grinding hard into the Austrian’s still clothed ass.

A second of doubt crossed his mind then, a fear that maybe he’d been too forward. Maybe he had said too much that Ghost wasn’t quite ready to hear. Then again would the Lieutenant have offered Johnny up if he wasn’t prepared for this? Would he have even agreed to this if he hadn’t been ok with it?

Konig’s internal question was answered immediately though when the strong hands at his hips slid down, fingers jerking at the waistband of his pants as he urged the other to get on with it. It was the raspy words in his ear though that really set the tall man in motion, “Have at him then.” And then, just like Konig had watched Ghost do to the dark haired Scotsman, the hands released him and the warmth at his back disappeared.

He didn’t waste a moment longer then, his fingers clawing at the waist of his pants until they were slipping down his legs while his shirt quickly followed to the floor before he stepped up behind Soap for the second time that night. One hand slid around the Scot’s ribs and then the other mirrored it, the tall man leaning down to mutter, “Not yet. Not without me.” The Austrian’s voice trailed off in the Scot’s ear, sounding more like Ghost than Konig, but again this was something neither of them had ever done before so this was a learning experience and maybe that was just how the tall man was in bed. Soap wasn’t exactly unfamiliar to it with the way his boyfriend always talked to him.

Thrusting hips paused, Watcher writhing in front of him and in desperate need for release at this point after having been brought so close to the edge now not once but twice. He rocked his hips into Soap who was barely any better, only remaining still at Konig’s whim. The Scot swallowed hard before glancing over his shoulder feeling one hand grazing over his skin to fiddle with the dark hairs of his chest absently, while the other made its way further south down his ribs and then his backside. Until it found its destination and he felt fingers prodding gently at his own unused entrance.

“Gonnae keep teasin me or wha-” Konig’s finger dipped inside before his lips pressed against Soap’s neck in an attempt to soothe and distract. “Bloody hell,” one huge hand pressed flat against his chest and kept the dark-haired man from leaning forward. The Austrian kept him flush with his broad chest pressed against the bare flesh of his back. Even as Konig added a second finger he refused to let Soap go, to let him fall over Watcher’s needy and sensitive skin like a blanket. “Let- Oh Christ-” Thick fingers curled and Soap whined at the sensation, still trying to lean forward before he gave up and instead rocked his hips.

Fyn’s walls tightened around him in response, both men thankful for the friction at this point, until Soap pulled back and Konig’s fingers crooked again. “Konig, shite, quit playin’,” and then the Scot felt the hard length pressing against his back. The tip of his tongue flicking out to wet his dry lips before he smiled, the fingers disappeared from his chest as the man leaned back. Konig hummed appreciatively at the sight before him, his fingers pulling out as he reached down to run his hand over the length still wet from Ghost’s mouth.

When he leaned forward again, the head of his cock slid against the tight hole and he watched as Soap’s thighs widened just a bit in expectation. The man leaned over nearly immediately, Fyn’s loud whine the only disturbance now as the older man pulled out. “Fuck, sorry, I’m sorry Fyn,” the ginger was at a loss for what to do now. And to be quite honest Soap was no better in his current state, trying to back himself onto Konig’s dick without leaving Watcher unsatisfied seemed like an impossible task to him now. His head was too far in the clouds just as much as the other’s was.

At least until the deep voice from the side of the room spoke up, “Fyn roll over.” Oh yeah. That was an option wasn’t it? Three pairs of eyes glanced over to the source of the suggestion only to find Ghost sitting in an armchair, still completely clothed with his mask pulled back down now. His chin was resting on the palm of his hand and his face portrayed what could only have been described as boredom. There’s no way he was though, not with how his cock was straining to get free from his jeans. And yet the man remained a statue in front of them all, acting as if he was above all the whining, moaning, groaning, and rutting the other three had been doing.

Not a single one of them would dare to ignore his orders though, not now. They’d gotten them all this far hadn’t they? Fyn rolled to his stomach still underneath the other Scot before he pushed himself up. His back came flush with Soap’s chest and as he pressed his backside back he felt the leaking red tip pressing right against his entrance once more. With how wet the ginger already was it didn’t take much until Soap was sliding in once more. Watcher’s pretty face pressed down into the pillow now and his ass high in the air to meet the older man’s awaiting hips. God they were a perfect sight for sore eyes.

Konig waited until Ghost gave a little hum of satisfaction before he pressed his own head against the puckered hole again. Green eyes watching both of the Scots beneath him as he tried to push himself inside. Soap glanced back once as one hand found Fyn’s lower back, bracing himself on the ginger, his fingers of his other hand though were digging hard into the sheets. Until the head finally managed to press inside and his forehead fell forward with a low groan at the feeling. “Oh shite,” he panted into the air, nearly falling to his elbows until he remembered Fyn was beneath him and he couldn’t.

Konig was relentless, filling him so differently than Ghost did. It wasn’t just Soap panting now though, all three men were breathing hard as they stayed eerily still. Like if one moved the careful Jenga tower they’d become would fall apart. At least until the tall man came flush with thick thighs and long fingers wrapped around his hips. A low hum came from Konig’s mouth as he rocked forward, grinding himself a bit deeper into the tight depths that surrounded him, his eyes shutting for a moment as he enjoyed the way the depths gripped him.

As he rocked forward Soap mirrored the motion, albeit a bit harder and more erratic as he jolted his hips forward into Fyn’s. The young man let out a low groan into the sheets, and Johnny was caught in the middle while it felt like every thought was beginning to leave him now. His hand shook where it was still braced on the freckled and tattooed back bared before him. “Sweet fuckin jesus mate, I-” Konig rutted forward a bit harder this time and Soap felt his own cock plunging into tight depths.

It was too much by far, and even Konig and Fyn couldn’t help their quiet little moans every time Soap shifted against them in his thoughtless search for relief. Another hard thrust forward and a quiet moan fell from his lips, his eyes shutting tight as he fought to keep himself from cumming too fast. There was no hope for that though, not when the walls around him were squeezing relentlessly and there was a cock beginning to plunge into his depths in a slow rhythm. Azure hues flicked to the side of the room, finding where Ghost was still sitting with an almost disinterested look in his eyes now.

One hand was still holding his chin in his palm while the other was on his thigh, white-knuckling the huge muscle until pain was lancing through him. His grip stayed on his thigh but it stopped the painful tightening at least. Ghost was fighting with every urge in himself to not pull his own throbbing length out and pleasure himself to the sight before him. The scene was like a live action porn scene and though internet porn didn’t really do it for him this…This was doing it for him. Especially with the way Konig’s hips were slamming into an ass that was usually his to pound and causing Johnny to jolt forward into Fyn’s hips in response. The Scot’s cock, no his cock, plunging deep inside of the ginger with every short thrust of his perfect fucking hips and not into him was more than a maddening thought now. So much more.

The Lieutenant swallowed hard, his thumbs tracing the line of his jaw over the fabric. This was all his doing. He’d put them all in this situation right now and they’d gone along with it willingly, more than willingly even…enthusiastically. His hazel gaze stayed on Soap until the man’s head fell forward and he reached around Fyn’s torso, holding onto the smaller man for dear life as Konig continued to dictate the pace. The dark-haired Scot was close, Ghost could see that from here with the way his hands were digging into the sheets and he was panting into the air in search of a full breath that the tall man behind him was refusing to let him find.

Now normally they both knew that the Scot would have been able to keep himself from cumming. He’d done it plenty of times before. However, this was not like every time before. Soap groaned against Fyn’s shoulder as the young man tried to push himself up, whining quiet words no one else but the two of them could hear. Hazel eyes narrowed as the big man sat forward, the hand on his thigh running up the inside to palm at himself before he heard another moan fall out of those pretty lips he was usually filling.

There wasn’t even a warning, just the tightening of Soap’s arm around Fyn’s torso to pull him closer before his hips thrusted hard against the younger man’s. Even Konig seemed surprised when the man tensed hard and held the ginger beneath him close as he finished inside of him. Soap was busy blabbering nonsense into the young man’s ear, quiet apologies, endearments, and other things that Ghost barely even caught from where he was sitting. “Johnny?” The azure hues flicked back to the man sitting in his chair, breathing heavily still against Fyn’s back while his forehead rested against the bared shoulder.

Shame. It was all Ghost could see in that gaze before his gaze softened behind the mask. Konig was still deep inside the man even though he’d stilled for just a few seconds while Soap came down from his high. “Are you giving up?” The azure gaze turned back to Fyn who was red faced and panting still as well having been denied his release three times now. The older Scot’s head shook slowly in response as Ghost stood from his chair, moving towards the bed with a quick nod, “Good.”

As he sat back down on the bed Konig’s skin slapped against Soap’s as the moans began to fill the air once more. Fyn’s short whines returned to being muffled by the bed as he buried his face once more into the sheets. Ghost slid back against the pillows on the bed, enjoying a different angle as once more Konig set a brutal pace. The Lieutenant avoided attending to his straining cock though, now in full view of the other three men he was content to watch with crossed arms as he kicked his feet up onto the bed.

Watcher’s icy gaze jolted up from the bed then, seeming to realize that the big man covered from head to toe in black had finally joined them on it. Ginger brows rose into his hairline as Soap’s cock hit deep inside of him. The hand that had been around the young man’s torso slid further down between his thighs to circle around that sensitive bundle of nerves with renewed fervor, trying to work him towards his release once more. Lithe fingers clenched into the sheets as he bit back a short cry before long fingers were digging into his ginger curls.

Konig pulled him up and off the bed, one hand still wrapped around Soap’s hip as the Scot continued to pound into the slick depths despite the tall man having stopped. Ghost watched with interest as Fyn pushed himself up off the bed, his chest heaving with the effort as he tried desperately to reach his peak now. The Austrian’s voice surprised him as he spoke directly to him now, “You look like you could use some help, Ghost. Help him, Newt.” The young man groaned a bit at the order before his icy gaze landed on the big man sitting just a few inches in front of him.

It was like the man was looking for permission and it took everything in the big man not to stroke himself through the fabric of his pants at the sight. A subtle nod of the head was all it took for Konig to release the ginger curls and a freckled hand to reach for his thighs. Ghost slid over the short distance between them quickly, leaning back against the pillows again with one arm behind his head as Watcher leaned over him.

One hand kept the ginger up while the other worked feverishly at his belt, but the big man wasn’t willing to help him, not this time. He watched as he struggled with just one hand, Konig and Soap’s relentless strikes sending him spiraling quickly. Finally the young man gave a frustrated growl before he leaned over and snagged the belt with his teeth, pulling at it until it came loose and he could pop the button with his fingers quickly. The zipper came down with a quick flick of his mouth before Fyn’s eyes were staring curiously down at the underwear hidden beneath, or perhaps lack thereof.

Soap groaned at the sight and jolted forward with a quietly mumbled, “Dirty fuckin bastart.” Hazel hues darted up to him with a smile hidden in those colorful depths before the lieutenant let out a quiet sigh as Fyn's tongue ran over his bare length. Ghost didn’t feel it on the first quick lick but as the skilled tongue circled around the head of his cock he felt the piece of metal. His brows raised slightly in response and he smirked at the sensation. Eagerly awaiting the feel of it again as Fyn wrapped his lips around the head and drug his tongue flat over the slit. The piece of round metal dipping as it ran over the throbbing organ. “Dirty fuckin bastarts,” Soap moaned out before his hips snapped forward jolting the ginger forward a bit while he hummed around the sensitive head.

Ghost smirked at the feeling before he eyed the other Scot again and asked, “What’s wrong Johnny? Wish it was you?” One huge hand wrapped around Soap’s throat from behind as Konig pulled him off of Fyn’s back and flush with his chest once more. “You’ve got enough to handle right now I think. Fyn deserves a nice reward, don’t ya think, Johnny?” Konig whispered something in the man’s ear softly before the Scot gave a quick and desperate nod in answer. Ghost’s attention returned to the ginger as his fingers slipped through the curls and cupped the back of his head. Watching as the young man worked at his own pace, tongue piercing sliding over the sensitive flesh in an attempt to send the Brit into a frenzy. He was very nearly succeeding.

Konig was driving hard into the man held flush to his chest. Words slipping out of his mouth that he’d never had said if they weren’t already so deep in this shit there was no turning back. “Schlampe,” the tall man growled into the prickly hairs along the back of his head. “So eng, fucking Hure,” he mouthed against the prickly hairs, panting into Soap’s already sweating skin until the Scot was whining and his hands were grabbing at the fingers wrapped a bit too tight around his throat. Konig’s fingers loosened, only barely, and after a quiet huff he grinded against the smaller man.

Azure hues were glassy, staring ahead as he whined out, “Don’t stop. Please don’t fuckin stop. Shite-” Konig’s fingers tightened again just as his thrusts resumed their brutal pace. Slamming the smaller man’s hips forward to continue impaling Watcher.

A breathy voice sounded just behind Soap’s ear as the tall man answered, “Not stopping, not even close…” Soap whined as best he could despite the strong grip around his throat. His glassy eyed gaze traveling down to where his cock was disappearing into the ginger’s tight walls, his cum leaking out around him with every thrust Konig bullied into him. The drops of white only made his path slicker, easier, and he could barely even feel Fyn clenching around him anymore. Too lost in the sensation of every ridge and vein that was gliding over his own walls.

It was not wasted on Ghost though. He could see Johnny was out of it by this point. So far gone there was no more potential of coming back and a smile lifted underneath his mask at the thought. That's what his partner had wanted coming into this and Konig was obviously more than willing to pound it into him. His own cock twitched at the thought, his hips shifting and finally indicating how far gone he nearly was for the first time all night. Immediately icy hues were on him, watching his face for a moment as the strong fingers held him halfway down his length still. His pierced tongue running over the sensitive skin in slow, languorous strokes.

Until Ghost finally seemed to lose a bit of his patience and pulled the man's mouth off his length. Hazel eyes darted to where Soap was still completely out of his mind enjoying Konig's rough treatment before his fingers were grabbing at freckled and tattooed biceps and pulling the young man towards him. He left a trail as Soap's cum drooled out along with his apparent arousal, before Ghost guided one of his thin thighs over both of his to straddle his still mostly clothed body. The big man didn't even have to say anything or move his hands off Fyn's waist. The young man just reached between their bodies, drug the tip of his leaking cock through the cum and arousal still dripping from his core before he took a seat on his lap.

His eyes never left the freckled face, even as his chin tilted up and his mouth fell open in a silent gasp. He wasn't even fully seated as his hands flew to the set of broad shoulders in front of him. Hazel hues slid over the bare skin as the slick walls tightened around his cock in quick pulses. Fyn let out a quiet sound of pleasure not quite a moan but too loud to be a sigh, more like a squeak before he mumbled out, "Der ist aber groß." Definitely not English, especially with the way the Austrian stilled inside of Johnny, his green eyes boring holes into the side of Ghost's head.

Both of the other men were breathing in hard gasps, Soap was still so far past gone that the big man wasn't even sure where he was. Konig though was watching Ghost and Fyn with a gaze so heated it could have set a fire if it was directed at anything but the masked man. "Größer als ich, Newt?" The smaller man let out a low whimper as he sunk a bit further down, Johnny's release aiding him as he split the man in two on his length.

Finally the ginger curls shook slowly before the young man slipped back into English as he muttered an answer of, "Not the same, Koni, diff-" Ghost cut him off as he rocked the man's hips back and forth, grinding him on his length as he drew out another breathy gasp from him.

Hazel hues shot up to Konig then as he smirked underneath the mask, leaning forward off the pillows until his nose was buried in the crook of Fyn's neck. The fabric of the balaclava ran over his bare skin and left the pale flesh tinged red. Ghost breathed in deeply against the skin as lithe fingers moved up his shoulders to his neck, pulling at the fabric covering his head. He wasn't trying to take it off though, it was more like he was trying to guide the big man's face against his skin, curling his long fingers into the fabric as a replacement for the soft, blonde curls hidden beneath. Ghost relented to the other's hands, letting the man busy himself as a distraction as he continued to rock the hips back and forth slowly, working himself deeper with every little movement they made together.

Konig couldn't stop watching, he was starting to understand that little prick of possessiveness Ghost held onto so closely when it came to Soap. There was something that made him near feral as far as Fyn was concerned, and watching the big man enjoy his little Newt so much only made his cock twitch where it was still nestled deep inside the man pressed hard against his chest. His hands let go of the other’s neck as he guided the man back down to the bed. "So good for me, Soap," he whispered as the smaller man held himself up on the bed. At least he was trying to hold himself up until Konig pulled his arms out from underneath him. He drug the man's hands to the small of his back and took both of his wrists in one hand.

The side of Soap's face pressed into the bed as he tried to look back. It didn't take the tall man long though before his hips were dragging backwards and then careening forward at a brutal pace. He gasped hard, the short moment of reprieve had only served to pull him out of the daze he'd been in before. Now though, without Fyn to sink his cock into and nothing to brace against he was glaringly aware of the fact that Konig was currently trying to wreck him. The sweaty slap of skin filled the room, dragging out a loud moan for more from the smaller man that the Austrian was only too happy to provide.

Green eyes were glued to Soap's face now. Watching every little expression he made and reveling in the little noises that were pouring out of him. "Feels so good, fuckin hell Konig," there was a proud look on the tall man's face at the praise. Instinctively his eyes shot up to find Fyn's face, still blissed out and guiding the fabric clad face against his neck. Lips pressing through the fabric against the delicate neck he loved to hold so much.

Soap was tightening around him though, his hips rutting forward as he continued to pound into him from behind, almost like he was searching for something. "About to cum again already?" The Scot let out a low groan, his forehead pressing into the bed as he shook his head in answer. He was lying and it only made the small smile on Konig's face grow a bit wider in response. The Austrian could feel the throb at the base of his own cock, the pressure that'd been building steadily since he'd watched Fyn kissing up and down that now covered and scarred neck. "Aren't you going to make me cum too, Soap?" Konig leaned forward some, grinding hard into his tight depths which only served to make the man beneath him tense. His head nodded slowly as he tried to control himself.

Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, he'd already shed plenty though as they left trails of salt down his red cheeks. His hands were still trapped behind his back as Konig used them to drag him back hard into where his cock was somehow sinking further inside of him. Further even than Ghost reached but he didn't quite fill him in the same way. Even so, Soap was still a whimpering mess and he couldn't control it in the slightest, nor did he want to. He was content with being used, content in knowing that Ghost was sitting just in front of him burying himself into the ginger Scotsman and listening to him whining for more from the big Austrian.

A low hum came from behind him as Konig gave a pleased sound and then whispered, "Guter Junger, Soap…" The hand trapping his wrists disappeared and he desperately pushed his upper half up off the sheets. All before Konig's hands were around his hips and the roughest ride he'd probably ever had resumed in full force.

Fyn's gaze slid slowly over to where his partner was, for lack of a better descriptor, destroying the other Scotsman. His breath hitched at the sight and he felt Ghost pause against his skin with a curious sound dragging from his throat. He looked up to see the icy hues already fixed on the other two, his own gaze quickly following as he watched for a moment. Soap's eyes were on the both of them as moans fell from his lips like a choir. The hands around his freckled hips rocked him hard again as Ghost slid further inside. Stretching him slowly, almost methodically, as he opened him wider than he was used to, than he’d ever felt really. Fyn swallowed hard and he felt the hazel gaze boring into him again before the covered lips moved to his adam's apple, kissing at the skin with an almost lazy attitude.

The pace was maddeningly slow, and not just for Fyn. Ghost was still rocking his thin waist back and forth, eating up the little noises that he pulled from that delicate throat. The little whines and whimpers that were growing in both intensity and volume. The man was driving Fyn insane, he'd never had to beg Konig for something, especially not for more or to be faster or rougher. However right now the young man was seriously considering it. He couldn't keep his mind focused anywhere else because every time he tried there would be a relentless throbbing from between his thighs and the huge hands at his hips would grind him back and forth again, impaling him even further and yet still not enough.

Ghost was forcing the young man's attention to stay on him. Forcing him to watch as he continued sliding further and further inside with a maddening slowness. "Feels so good," the young man panted into the air before he felt the hands at his hips tightening and keeping him from going any further down. "Please no," the words slipped out before Fyn could stop them but at this point he couldn't care less. He wasn't above begging when all he wanted was to finally cum. He'd been teased too much since they got here and at this point he just needed it, it didn't matter how he got it. "Ghost please, please, I need to cum. I need it, please. Bloody hell, fuckin please-"

His desperate pleads were cut short as the hands finally pulled him the last couple inches down, grinding the sensitive bundle of nerves against the pale skin of his pelvis. The short gasp only made Ghost smirk as he ran his hands up the freckled back, trailing over the branches of the tree he knew was inked there. “You want it?” Fyn nodded immediately in answer, the strong hands holding him stopping him from moving even as he tried to. Finally he gave another quick nod as he stayed still to which Ghost huffed in amusement and laid back once more before both hands moved behind his head and he muttered, “Then earn it.” 

The ginger’s gaze locked onto Ghost’s, his cheeks burning red with need as he fought to catch his breath. Earn it? He'd never had to earn it before, but Fyn was a quick learner and he'd be damned if he wasn't going to get his during all of this. Especially after being edged so many times already. He grinded a few times against Ghost, feeling those pulsing throbs returning with renewed vigor as he lifted his hips and braced against the broad chest in front of him.

There was a smile in his eyes though the rest of his face was still covered by the mask. Hazel eyes watched with lazy interest as the smaller man sat back down with a low sigh. His eyes shutting tight as he rode the big man, his breathy moans rising into the air in time with every time he raised his hips and then plunged back down onto his length. “Fuck,” the young man muttered before his eyelids opened narrowly to take in the sight of the balaclava-clad face laying before him.

Ghost was still watching with lazy interest, his gaze raking up and down the freckled body, inspecting the vines that wound down his arms like artwork. A whimper from beside them drew both sets of eyes then, Johnny’s flushed face the only thing either of them could look at. Another loud whimper came from Soap as they watched, needy and wanting while Konig continued to wreck him.

In an instant Ghost’s eyes flicked back to Fyn, a newfound heat and desire hidden in those multicolored depths as he gave a quick command, "Kiss him. Now." It was a bit of a surprising request, and the ginger's head quickly tilted in confusion before the hands Ghost had shoved behind his head were in motion, sliding up along his thighs. He caressed gently at first before he dug them in and stopped the young man's desperate ride on his length. The pressure at the base of Ghost's cock was maddening but it was miniscule in comparison to how much he wanted to see Fyn making out with his man. His Johnny.

It didn't take another word before the young man was lifting up off of Ghost's lap just enough to lean towards Soap. The other Scot was oblivious to everything but Konig's hand jerking him off and the engorged length currently sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. His azure gaze was glassy as he stared ahead blindly. He didn't seem to come back around until the delicate fingers grazed over the stubble covering his jaw and another whine left him as Fyn lifted his chin and pressed a kiss to his lips. It was hesitant at first until he felt Ghost's fingers slowly trailing further up his thighs, grazing over the bone of his hip until his strong grip stilled over the pale, freckled flesh of his waist.

Fyn dove further into the kiss then, almost as if the simple touch of his hands was spurring him on. A reward for following the order he'd been given. It was. When one hand slid towards the inside of his thigh it truly did become a reward. The wide pad of Ghost's thumb caressed over the engorged head of his dick. His eyes clenching shut tightly just as his thighs tried to do the same and were instead blocked by wide hips. His soft skin scratched against the rough fabric of his pants. When the rough finger grazed over the sensitive nerves again he moaned into Soap's mouth. The other Scot mirrored his noises as well as Konig worked himself and the man he was pumping into, into a frenzy.

"Oh shite, fuck me," Soap breathed out hard against the young man's mouth before Fyn was capturing his lips again with whispered words of encouragement. Quiet praises only for their ears until he heard Konig's hips still against the man's backside. The arm he'd wrapped around Soap's torso slowly slid towards his back as Fyn broke the kiss. The other man was a panting mess as he finally got his wits back, his head falling forward as he looked down his front and down towards where he'd spilled all over the sheets below him.

Konig's fist had a couple streaks of cum across the back of his hand as he lifted it up to his face, inspecting it in the light for a moment before his tongue flicked out to drag across the skin. He cleaned his hand off quickly as his eyes found hazel, a lazy look holding steady in both pairs of eyes. The huge hand fell back to Soap’s hip as the man tried to hide his shaking limbs but only managed to bury his face in the sheets instead. Konig held him steady, refusing to let him lay down as he grinded slowly against his ass, his own breathing beginning to calm as he did so.

It wasn’t until he felt the tall man as he slid out of him that he even realized that the other had finished as well. One large hand slid up the length of his spine until finally the strong grip let him go and he was free to lay down on the bed, with his forehead nestled against the crook of his elbow and his other hand lying lazily against the back of his head. It was obvious Soap was spent, every muscle in his body relaxed and yearning to be left alone as he tried to recover from Konig’s roughness.

The Austrian was no better off though as he sat on the edge of the bed and laid back on the bed, watching contentedly as Ghost and Fyn continued to ride each other slowly. The wide tip of his thumb rubbing slowly against the puffy bundle of nerves, causing jolts of pleasure to rush through the young man’s entire body. Every circling of his thumb was accompanied by a pulsing throb around his cock and new rush of slick arousal that had him twitching with need where he was settled inside of those tight depths.

One hard thrust up to sheathe the rest of himself inside was all that Fyn needed before he finally tipped over the edge. After countless rounds of edging it hit him like a tidal wave. Every muscle went taut as his fingers dug into the broad expanse of chest, well really the shirt that sat like a wall between his and Ghost’s skin. It was beyond frustrating even as his hips grinded down against his length in spasms. The thumb between his thighs never stopped even as he worked to get himself back under control, his icy hues disappearing behind his lids for a moment as he took a few deep breaths.

The Lieutenant seemed completely content to sit there, letting Fyn get what he needed. One of his hands returned to its place behind his head where he’d been propping himself up even as he continued to work the head of his cock with his thumb. When the icy gaze finally reopened, Ghost was watching quietly. His thumb slowed to a halt finally as one of the delicate hands started in towards his wrist, stopping before it reached as he braced once more against Ghost’s chest and he fought to catch his breath.

Fyn rocked forward slowly, his eyes trailing down the figure laid out before him before his head tilted and he asked with a bit of sass, “What ye didnae earn yers too?” Ghost’s mouth moved underneath the fabric, his hazel eyes crinkling with a familiar glint of amusement there that the ginger was starting to enjoy seeing. His free hand slid slowly against the expanse of thigh, the rough pad of his thumb caressing the thin skin along the inside before the big man’s shoulders finally gave a slow, non-committal shrug.

A slow movement right beside him drew Ghost’s attention as Soap pushed himself up on an elbow, the man beside him taking a deep breath before his gaze landed on his partner. He stretched up slowly, his free hand raising to run against the balaclava that still hid his face. Hazel hues followed the progress of the hand as best as they could, his breath catching as Soap’s fingers slid down to hook underneath the hem of the mask and drag it up slowly. Ghost tensed somewhat, his gaze watching the other man curiously, completely oblivious to Fyn’s fingers working slowly at the hem of his shirt to drag it up his stomach slowly. The two Scotsmen somehow in kahoots without even needing to say it aloud.

Johnny held the big man’s attention so completely and easily Ghost didn’t even notice Konig sliding to the other side of the bed to help Fyn as he struggled to pull the shirt up. Soap had the mask pulled up and settled on the bridge of his nose in a matter of seconds before his mouth was diving down, and the big man was powerless to deny him as fingers slid against the blonde stubble of his jaw. Curling around the back of his head until both of Ghost’s hands were hungrily pulling the other man closer by the shoulder and the back of his neck. Wanting more from the man he loved so wholly he knew he would never escape it, even if he were to die Soap’s love would haunt him in the afterlife.

The fingers dancing against his skin didn’t even register until he felt lips pressing against one of his nipples and then teeth nipping at the sensitive bud as one of the other men drew it into his mouth. He couldn’t bring himself to pull away from his Scotsman long enough to find out which one though. It became evident who it was though when he felt the weight on his lap shift backwards and two small hands braced against his thighs before Fyn’s hips lifted off of him. Slow at first, trying to find a rhythm as Soap continued to distract the big man so easily it was almost pathetic. When the small man sat back down he circled his hips before lifting back off, the needle-like fingers digging into the muscles of his thighs as he rode him steadily.

Ghost grunted into Soap’s mouth, his body stiffening for a moment as he took in a few deep breaths that the other men quickly stole. Konig’s mouth which was continuing to explore his body, kissing and nipping lightly at skin he knew would stay covered until the next time Soap unwrapped him like a present. And Fyn’s rhythm which picked up and he felt the pressure at the base of his cock dangerously close to unraveling. One of his hands tightened into the dark locks of a mohawk and the other found the dark red, wavy hair that he wrapped around his fist and used to guide the other man’s mouth back up to his unattended chest and then slowly back down towards where Fyn was still riding him.

Like a rising tide Konig’s mouth moved up and down his torso, Soap’s consistent lips teasing his mouth with quick flicks of his tongue to taste him before retreating once more though Ghost refused to chase. His every thought was too high to focus long enough now to demand more. He was close now and with the three men working relentlessly to get him there he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. Ghost pulled away just long enough to mumble, “Close, gonna cum.” There was a low hum of encouragement from somewhere further down his body but his ears were already starting to ring as he pushed up into the tight depths surrounding him.

There was barely even another noise from him, Ghost had always been quiet unless Soap was the only one around. The sound that escaped him wasn’t quite a whine or a moan from his throat before the pulsing throbs of his cock exploded into a rush. Ghost’s head fell back against the pillows as he still held tight to Soap and Konig’s hair, his eyes shut tight as he rutted up slowly into Fyn’s depths. Fucking his release deeper and deeper with every half hearted thrust as he rode out the high of his climax. His face and chest both as red as fire and sweat beading up in the light dust of blonde hair along his stomach and in the valley of his chest that he felt Konig lapping up enthusiastically.

“That’s it m’eudail,” Soap’s soft voice whispered just beside his ear as his fingers stroked soothingly along his bared jaw. Ghost tilted his head slowly towards the familiar sound before the hazel eyes opened and he nudged his nose up against Soap’s neck before relaxing back against the pillow. Still working to calm his breathing. “Tired?” The quiet question tickled his ear as Ghost nodded slowly and he felt a smirk against his skin as Soap leaned down to kiss at his jaw once more, “Good…”

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[huasahyo]

I have read Qiang Jin Jiu and honestly think I'll never recover

(Spoilers ahead!)

Oh god, where to start this? Maybe I should start with the very begging: I didn't understood shit. I just saw a kid being tortured and lots of information. When I felt it was too much, I went after the translated map and OMG that was so helpful! Bless the translators for that. After looking carefully at the map, things started to make sense.

As the story went, before the end of book one I was not very familiar with all the characters. I kept mistaking Hai Liangyi for Hua Siqian lol. But during my reading I started to take some notes and was never confused again. The thing is, this book has A LOT of characters and some of them are introduced early but only become major players later (Yao Wenyu, Hua Xiangyi...)

Even though this huge ensemble would make characters easy to forget, this doesn't happen. The author managed to create likeable and rememberable characters pretty easily??? I fell in love with many of them at first read, even if they didn't show up a lot. And there were characters that got me completely off guard, I wasn't expecting them to be so cool and relevant, BUT THEY WERE (Fei Sheng, Kong Liu)! And the antagonists were also brilliant, I love a good story where everyone has a point and no one is actually evil: People from Biansha had their truths and in a war there are no right sides, Xue Xiuzhuo wanted the best for Dazhou (even though I can't forgive what the did to my baby Yuanzhuo), and Li Jianting??? WHAT A LEGEND! Also, Feng Quan plot twist left me speechless, what an interesting character. Every character was very human (in the good and bad way), everyone had their own goals and beliefs. I actually might do a second post screaming about every character because I have a lot to say about them. (hello hasen my love)

The Plot??? Perfectly done. AND WELL EXPLAINED! I was always a little afraid of reading novels with a lot of politics, but I really dug this one. The problems with grains, provisions, registry, army and BRO THERE WAS EVEN SOME AGRARIAN REFORM SHIT

The way this author write the MOST well written battles I have read, without using any magic... it's just... I never thought I would be so enthusiastic about cannons, rocks and GRAINS.

The conflicts in Zhongbo could be all repetitive, but they weren't at all. Each prefecture that Lanzhou took back had a interesting story.

The war with Biansha was also brilliantly written. The way Amu'er was attacking Dazhou from the inside out and the scorpions with those hammers??? My man was a genius. Sadly, he could never have predicted Bai Cha and her son.

Talking about that, the family relationships are a great point in this. Seeing flashbacks about Lanzhou, Ji Mu, Ji Gang and Hua Pinging made me CRY! They were so happy... And seeing Xiao Chiye with his brother and HIS DAD LIKE... Xiao Fangxu and Ji Gang best daddies. Fei Sheng and Yin Chang too, what a beautiful chapter the one that they talk after Fei Sheng has a fight with Qiao Tianya.

Talking about Qiao Tianya, it was refreshing to see a novel with more LGBT characters. The secondary pairings were great, they didn't steal the spotlight from cezhou, but were very enjoyable (even though THAT happened between Songyu). I just wished we could have seen more Qihua moments and OH GOD KONG LIU AND LUO MU??? That got me truly off guard, wasn't expecting at all. Also, I found really interesting how Lanzhou basically got a LGBT parade following him at the end, that was truly the gayest empire ever. I have so many headcanons here, let me scream them: Xue Xiuzhuo is AroAce, Li Jianting is a non-binary legend and Huo Lingyun a Bi King. Also, Fei Sheng is not straight. Said it.

The little animals in this??? I WAS TERRIFIED WHEN LANG TAO XUE JIN FELL IN THAT HOLE YALL I THOUGHT HE WAS GONNA DIE. But luckily he didn't. Meng, Hunu, Feng Shuang Ta Yi were all the cutest, I need more novels with cats.

THE CHILDREN - Ding Tao, Li Xiong, Xiao Xun and Jiran. They served chaos, humor and cuteness. I really liked whenever they showed up.

THE LADIESSS - If you have read my other posts you know I love some powerful women. This story did not disappoint me in that sense. Hua Hewei had some despicable acts, but she really got everyone on her hands despite never leaving the inner palace, good for her. Hua Xiangyi is a way better version of her aunt, my girl was smart and cared for the people, an amazing woman. QI ZHUYINNN owns my life, I really adored the fact that she was a badass and that she never hated the fact she was born a girl, slay. Bai Cha was really out there helping women that were sold and their children, that is some real sorority there. Lu Yizhi was so kind, loved seeing her interactions with Lanzhou. Li Jianting was everything, her story was one of the saddest and yet she was doing her best to become a ruler. Duo Er'lan was amazingly brave, even more than Hasen, mad respect for her.

And last, but definitely not least, there is cezhou. I have no words to explain how much I adored these two. The way both of them got their own development and had their own private goals and went after them, so good. They are so well written that I wanna scream. The chapters that are focused on Lanzhou's feelings are not big in number, even when he is the main character, his feelings are shown in discreet ways (the handkerchief!) and most of the time we don't know what he is plotting or thinking. But when we take a peek at what's going inside of his heart, it's... astonishing. And I love seeing how he actually cared for the side characters, even though he doesn't show a lot.

And Ce'an kind of caught me off guard, I thought he was going to be a totally different character but he went and delivered

Xiao Chiye was a perfect fit for Lanzhou and Lanzhou was a perfect fit for Xiao Chiye: they were both in similar situations where only them could understand each other's suffering, and after they leave Qudu we see how much of a match made in heaven they are (not just romantically, but strategically).

THE SEXUAL TENSION AT THE BEGINNING YALL... They were scheming/fighting and flirting at the same time. Iconic.

Read this, you won't regret it!

By the way, I started reading the story in December and finished by March, but I completely forgot to post this! College has been frying my brain these days.

Hopefully I will resume my Sha Po Lang reading and come back here to tell my opinions on the book. (Not sure when though.)

See ya!

#qiang jin jiu #qjj #将进酒 #qjj spoilers #danmei #danmei recs #nana rambles about novels #bl novel #book review #novel review #novel recommendation

[joyfully-queer]

started reading The Secret History. so far so good, i'm definitely loving it, the insane academic vibes are taking over me again. but tell me why is Bunny so god damn homophobic and traditionalistic??? i'm barely on page 60 so who knows what's gonna happen, but shit I did not expect a page-long homophobic discussion so suddenly???

my guy you have the gayest nickname ever and also golden retriever energy, I cannot for the life of me picture this dude as a "man's man" that thinks women shouldn't be too smart and gay people need to be called slurs at all times. already annotated the shit out of some pages cause wtf? i literally came on here to set up my alt and post this because my brain shortcircuited.

anyways, i'm still excited for the rest of the book, but this initial portrayal of bunny was unexpected to say the least. there's also about 600 pages left so i've barely scratched the surface, who knows what's gonna happen. keep yall updated, and if you spoil me i will cry and haunt your dreams! <3

#reading #long reads #bookblr #books and reading #books #the secret history #dark academia

[mynjnx]

idk about yall but this is the gayest man I have ever seen

#louis leroux #He's gay guys I'm pretty simple #Like he literally check out a guy in Canon he fruity #GAY

[thoughts-of-a-trying-tree]

I posted 163 times in 2022

That's 151 more posts than 2021!

12 posts created (7%)

151 posts reblogged (93%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@sarah-sandwich

@the-gayest-tree-you-ever-did-see

@shipskicksandgiggles

@thoughts-of-a-trying-tree

@innovationoftransspider-man

I tagged 103 of my posts in 2022

Only 37% of my posts had no tags

#fic rec - 36 posts

#parkner - 25 posts

#omelet fic - 16 posts

#the tree speaks - 15 posts

#marvel - 11 posts

#transferred tags → - 8 posts

#spiderman - 7 posts

#spiderlad - 5 posts

#harley keener - 3 posts

#peter parker - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#omg.............. i will write these................... i will........................... number six will make me scream i will write these

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

commitment to a fic is when you change your emoji colors for the characters and forget to change them back

3 notes - Posted February 21, 2022

#4

lmao okay this is such a me thing to do but anyway

remember the announcement i was talking about? yk, the one i never spoke of again? yeah so..... i have an ao3 account!! super exciting, i can leave kudos twice (more if i try hard enough) and its been lovely overall, but ive moved all the fics that i like there (a grand total of four out of... more than four) and from here on out, all my fics will be published there a little earlier than theyre posted here, which some of yall may already know bc i linked it on marry me (teehee check it out lolsies) and its in my bio but!! i fuckin forgor!!! to announce the announcement!!

toodloo, i just wanted to make sure everyone knew!

3 notes - Posted January 5, 2022

#3

writing is just ooh a new fic idea ooh a new fic idea ooh a new fic idea ooh a new fic idea ooh a new fic idea ooh a new fic idea ooh a new fic idea ooh a new fic idea ooh a new fic idea ooh a new fic idea ooh a new-

8 notes - Posted January 18, 2022

#2

liability

word count: 836

warning(s): lots of angst, hurt with comfort, relationship issues, cursing, an argument

Read on AO3

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Songs were something that could get caught in Harley's head easily, but conversations never stayed. They were too fleeting, too quick, and he was too spontaneous for them to ever even make sense, much less be remembered.

When he and Peter started dating, he tried desperately to hoard every word, to keep every cadence in his mind, because one thing he could remember were the lessons he learned and one he could never forget was that everyone left. He didn't want Peter to leave but that wasn't something he could control, so at the very least, he could make the memories stay.

And then Peter started leaving and leaving and leaving and coming back and leaving and every time he did, he would always remember another lesson he learned too young, the lesson that you have to leave before you get left.

It's like a song, that one cynical dance of words playing in his mind over and over, a background track to an argument he should've seen coming.

What the fuck are you doing to yourself? Can't you stop? For me?

It's not that easy.

You don't have to do everything you can do just because you can! Take a goddamn break, won't you?

I can't take a goddamn break, Jesus. Do you even hear yourself?

I don't think I'm asking for too much here. Oh, but he was, he was, he was.

You have to leave before you get left.

No, of course you don't.

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29 notes - Posted February 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

marry me

word count: 2712

warning(s): references to fics i've never written, cursing, dialogue heavy, and my brand of self-indulgence (also the word uwu is said. im so sorry)

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"Peach, toss me the wrench, would you?" Clang! "Thanks, and also the—" Clang! "Oh, yep, that's better actually." Bzzzzzzzt. "Perfect, marry me." Thwack! "I meant thank you!"

'*'*'*'

"Harleyyyy! HAAARLEEEEEYYYY!"

"What? Where's the invasion?" Slap!

"Pick your stupid fuckin' socks up! Tits and their respective gods, I have to do everything around here and there ain't no pay in New York Cit-ay."

"You could always marry me for tax benefits if you're that worried—"

"And pick your stuff up for the rest of my life? I would rather eat my shirt. Better not see anything in the lab!"

"Mhm."

"..."

"…"

Wham! "Harley Fuckin' Keener, why did you leave YOUR socks on MY stuff? Stop laughing!"

'*'*'*'

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62 notes - Posted January 4, 2022

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#marry me is my top<333 i love her #also i definitely did not “write these”........................................L O L #two of my top five are ME KJSNIWUXJNSJNX

[theburiedgay-moved]

Just reminding y’all, Coran is gay too

#voltron #yall forget him cuz tjere arent many popular ships w him but u know #that voice? those muscles? that MOUSTACHE? #when he was younger he was getting so much dick back on Altea #U KNOW he was Altea‘s most flamboyant #GAYEST man ever #u just KNOW it

[kookie-doughs]

Beta Tester

Kozume Kenma X Reader

-YN LN is a popular mangaka

Chapter 16: Stage

Seeing you running towards him made Kenma frown.

"Kenma!" You waved. "Thank you for not leaving yet!"

Ignoring you he continued to walk towards the direction of the stage.

You pouted and crossed your arms. "You know... As sorry as I am for that kiss I really don't regret it."

Jogging up in front of him with a shit eating grin, you positioned yourself in front of him where he'd have no choice but to look at you while you looked at him. His ears were slightly red without a doubt but who were you kidding yours were too.

Kenma cleared his throat, "Good for you then. Now get out of the way so I could get out of here. "

"And honestly I liked that kiss." You continued determined to see him flustered again. "Your lips were soft and I bet my ass you're a great kisser. I rate you 10/10 would do it again."

With a glare he looked at you straight in the eyes, "So do it pussy." Then went ahead before you could see the red settling on his face.

"I- Wh- Excuse me- Wh- Huh? K-Ken- Kenma!!" You squeaked as you chased after him.

"I said what I said."

You finally caught up to him when he was about to climb the stairs towards the stage. Luckily(?) you also have to go up with him.

"Ehh... Where's the flustered Kenma? I wanted to see you all blushy and panicked. You looked so adorable. I don't want hot daddy Dom Kenma. I want cute baby sub Kenma..."

As he was halfway up the stairs your height gap grew and he was way over you. He just looked down on you, leaning closer the gap barely existent he smirked.

"Too bad." Then turned away.

There were a handful of people who saw the scene. Which made you more embarrassed. Holy shit you acted all alpha online only to be dominated by a hermit named Kozume Kenma.

Boy were you happy. You'd happily submit to him.

"Let us all welcome the two people who made the game possible! YN LN and Kozume Kenma!!"

You might be confused why you two were the ones going and why you were introduced like that.

As you are the creator of Puri-Puri you of course are the reason why this game existed.

But Kenma came here as he's the biggest investor, the face of the game and no one else wanted to go. So yeah...

As you two came up the stage you were just wishing the blush from the scene a few moments ago. The cameras flashed and claps were heard.

"Shit the media is here..." You mumbled.

"Your surprised, why?" Kenma gave you an amused and disappointed look. No idea how he managed to do that but he did.

"Shut the fuck up. I just got a feeling the questions won't be about the game thanks to the media."

"So you do think sometimes..."

"You want me to hit you?"

A clearing of throat behind you stopped your argument. It was Akaashi handing you both microphones to be clipped on you [I'm sorry I dont know what they're called] .

"Good luck, don't do and say anything stupid. And remember this is the release of PPM's demo." He reminded and got off the stage.

"Good evening to you all! I hope you've been having a great time!" I started.

"We'd like to thank you again for attending the release of PPM's demo."

"Now of course the game is yet to be played but from the trailer that was shown, I hope you had enjoyed it since the game is going to be much better than the trailer!"

"I'm sure you all must've questions as well. That's why Me and your idi-- dear author will answer."

"You definitely were about to call me idiot." You frowned at him.

He smirked and shrugged. "I have not a slightest idea what you mean."

"You're the worst."

Ignoring you... Again. He motioned at one of the reporters to probably ask their question.

"Ms. LN, as the initial plot of the Puri-Puri Magika is about [REDACTED], and the trailer we saw have quite a large difference from one another only having the universe in similarty. Is it just the universe of the similar one to the manga? "

"Of course the plot would be different. It disappoints me quite a bit that none of you realized how they're connected aside from the universe. Well, I don't really want to spoil you but if you actually read the Manga and saw the trailer," You gave a proud smirk. "Everyone that was a fan of PPM in the team were ecstatic. They were all just-" You mimicked a mind blown. "They were so excited about the game and a those."

"Thank you Ms. LN."

"Next please."

"Mr. Kozume," the next one called. "You were neither a fan of YN, nor PPM, why did you decide to not only beta test the game but sponsor and invest big sum of money on the game."

"We--"

"No wait ! I want to answer some of those questions!" You cut off cackling. "The one about him investing and him beta testing! It's actually an annoying and Hella funny story."

"No I was a--"

"Shut up you'll probably lie."

"Shut up." Kenma now had his ears red. "Don't you--"

"He was the biggest asshole back then!"

"Stop talking."

"He fucking beta tested despite not knowing shit about PPM because it was the biggest game. And he just banwagoned  on it like a bitch he was."

"I did not. I had some clues about you Manga."

"You did not know shit about PPM cut yo bullshit. You didn't even know who the MC was!"

"Shut up."

"That's why he beta tested! Now the reason why he invested is really hilarious!"

"I really hate this story..."

"This was the reason why Kenma became Bae too! We didn't know shit about how to contact Kenma, we only had his email address and his social media. Keep that in mind. "

"So since he didn't know shit about PPM he really couldn't care about the plot and just looked for bugs and shit. He wasn't even aware of the bugs in the plot since he didn't know which what was supposed to be part of the plot and not. This bitch ass decided there wasn't any bugs anymore so we went with that. But then we had to play it and saw a shit ton of bugs."

"I said there were some bugs don't make me seems so stupid."

"You didn't even inform us about the glitch at the time skip part! That could've ruined the entire thing! Anywayz, so we had to code the game again. So we emailed him that there were way too many bugs other than what he told us so the next testing would be later. But the asshole never replied. And since I was the one entasked to guide this bitch ass, I  had to flood his email! And he didn't respond! Not once! It had been DAYS! I send him at least 20 emails everyday! I have up on the 3-4th day and DMed him on Twitter."

"I really hate this part."

"No. No. This is the best part. Do y'all remember that one trending #KodzuGone started by Tenma? It's because, this asshole never responded to our emails so I DMed him all the shit important shit in the emails. Then this bitch fucking blocked me! I fucking rante to Tenma and he canceled Kenma like he deserved to! I was panicking about it since Mr. Suzumiya told me that Kenma could be a potential investor if he wanted. And I needed cash... "

"Do not call me that publicly. You are disgusting."

"He went full sugar daddy on me!" You cackled. "His entire squad had betrayed him! They were canceling him so he just fucking slid into my DMs apologizing about the shit he did and I told him, bitch I'm coming over there and see you play this fucking game or I will not stop this canceling and make it worse. So he was forced to telll me his address and I'm not sure if yall saw the live but it was hot shit. The next day he bought all the copies of PPM at this one store and gave them to me and then he invested shit ton of money on my on going works, bought me a new tablet, paid my Keiji bills, and many other shit. Yall would die to have him as sugar daddy I'm telling you. Ya don't even have to give him sugar for the treats. "

"That was the biggest mistake I made."

"Awwe, but thanks to that we're closer than ever. "

"Exactly my point."

"Thank you for answering Ms. LN."

"I hate you so much." Kenma sighed pinching the bridge of his nose.

"No you don't. Admit it you love me."

"I really don't. Next question please."

"A-Ah, my initial question was actually answered in the previous question. It about your live. Now my question is, Ms LN and Mr. Kozume, is your relationship really a platonic one or a romantic one? "

"Okay, babe," You chuckled. "my man won't even let me breathe the same air he does. Ya think we're dating?"

"Well your right."

"What?"

"Excuse me?"

"Huh?! " You exclaimed a little louder than you thought since the mic made a loud noise.

"The relationship we have is both platonic and romantic. As labels aren't placed we share a romantic relationship." Kenma smirked.

You looked at him and the crowd with a clear eminent blush. "I-I I- Wh-"

Pulling you closer to him and turning around so the crowd won't see you both. He lowered the mic to prevent them from hearing.

"I wanted to see you all blushy and panicked . You look adorable." He whispered to your ear before facing the crowd again who were now going crazy over what Kenma had just confirmed.

"Y-You're an asshole..."

"Yeah, an asshole who..." lowering his mic again he leaned to your ear. "Still has your favorite onsie at his place. You really shouldn't have left it at my place. I'm so tempted to burn it."

"You leave my onsie alone! I will drown your consoles."

"With that threat, you're suddenly stripped of your house visit privileges."

"W-Why would you say we're dating?!"

"I didn't. I just said we both share a romantic and platonic relationship with no labels. I technically didn't lie too."

"Why did you do this?"

"Aside from wanting to see you all flustered? I'm probably drunk." Kenma smiled and turned to the crowd again. "Next question please."

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I'm sorry lately there's been to many words and less pictures it's just that... Idk

Lol I'm sorry this was supposed to be smau but there's been too many words

Ooc Kenma is shit so I made him drunk

-kookie-doughs

Taglist?

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[badassllamaclan]

Trollhunters: Rise of the Titans (Real-time thoughts as I watched it yesterday)

Spoilers under the cut!!!

They’re gonna deny me Barbara seeing her human son again!?!?!?

Dafuq? Was that Otto????

Lol Incredibles?!?!?

STRICKLER FLYING IN THERE COULDA SOLVED HALF THEIR PROBLEMS

Men in Black needed

BRUH THAT WASN’T EVEN DETECTIVE SCOTT IN THE TRAILER

WHO IS BAILING THEM OUT OF JAIL

That fuckin your mom joke. These losers are so grounded when they get back to Arcadia

EXCUSE YOU, WHY DOES STRICKLER SOUND LIKE THAT???? But also, yay Strickler was there when Jim woke up.

FUCK ALRIGHT TROLLHUNTERS ROTT PRODUCERS AND WRITERS YALL ARE ON THIN FUCKING ICE, don’t give me that bullshit with Strickler’s voice and then HAVE STRICKLER ASK FOR JIMS BLESSING AND TO BE HIS BEST MAN AT THEIR WEDDING

Nomura…. Is her voice different I’m not 100% sure

Alright WTF ELI GOT HOT

ALSO WHY DID HIS GLASSES GET BIGGER

FUCKIN WHAT

“So we don’t technically have a school”

Why the fuck is Arcadia the center

WHERE ARE ALL THE BABIES THAT WALT AND BARBARA WERE RAISING?!?!?

Also Nari up close is serious leafmen vibes

I love that this is some of the most involved Barbara has ever been in anything

Wtf did they do to BARBARA’S NOSE?!?!?

Smooth morons

FUCKIN WHAT

IM SORRY FUCKING WHAT

THE WRITERS ARE ON CRACK THERES DEADASS MPREG

WAIT WHO IS GONNA TELL BARBARA THAT STEVE IS PREGNAT

ALSO WOULDNT MAKING JIM ARMOR BASICALLY MAKE HIM ON GHE SAME LEVEL AS TOBY?!?!?

Why didn’t that fuck test the amulet before they tried to stop the order???

Also why does Jim yelling sound so weird? Like his voice is deeper specifically when he yells.

Mad respect that the arctic base in Greenland wasn’t destroyed and that researcher won’t straight up freeze to death

Everyone is questioning troll dragons, WHEN STRICKLER EXISTS RIGHT THERE

At least Nomura is still Nomura

Fuck either Blinky or Arrrgh is gonna die or some shit… WAIT BLINKY IS TELLING THE STORY THAT MEANS HE LIVES… fuck

Also Jim you’re such a loser I love you, the world’s ending and you’re upset cause your mom is finally happy and her happiness is at risk

ALSO WHERE IS NOTENRIQUE

OH COOL, we addressed that Archie’s dad still exists and is ancient AF. LOVE GHE GUILT TRIPPING!!! Father son bonding over terrorizing Blinky, love it

ALSO EVERYONE WAS CAUGHT ON VIDEO IN THE BEGINNING HOW HAS THAT NOT BEEN ADDRESSED, they’re literally only acknowledging that the titans happened

Yay, Barbara and Strickler having active roles

ALSO HIS SWEATER

Hi I was not ready for Nomura

Cool they’re gonna kill Strickler in the exact way I said on tumblr a few years ago

THANK FUCK THEY WENT TO GO STEAL LITERAL FUCKING TIME FROM THE TROLL DRAGON

YES BARBARA VALIDATING HOW MUCH STRICKLER LOVED JIM, but random assedly bringing up Jim’s bio dad?????

YO YALL JUST GONNA LEAVE BARBARA FUCKING ALONE AT THE CASTLE

So they’re going to kill off as many fan favorites as possible because they have to fix everything with the time sphere

BUT ALSO I KNOW MOVIES AND SHIT AND THEY WOULDNT JUST MENTION BIO DAD FOR NO REASON (they did in fact)

YES SHANNON STILL HAS A GIRLFRIEND

Coach Lawrence is trying his best

Thus far the pacing of this is pretty good

Oh shit Nari and WHATS his face died, but I swore that wasn’t permanent when they killed WHATS his face the first time

Wait back up, I thought that Heartstone was dead, and now it’s glowing

Lol I love how they have military clearance

ALSO WHERE IS BARBARA

Aja is a wonderful and realistic queen

DAS A BIG HEARTSTONE

THIS IS THE GAYEST SHIT

ALSO WOULD LOVE IT IF THIS SHIT DIDNT WORK, but it did

I love how they brought Nomura back just to kill her

BRUH WHERE IS THE SPHERE SO YALL CAN FIX EVERYTHING

Lol I kinda knew Toby was gonna die when they kept bringing up him being moral support he felt underestimated and the underestimated ones always sacrifice themselves

Also I would be bawling my damn eyes out if it wasn’t for the fact they haven’t used the green time orb yet

Blinky comforting Arrrgh borderline looked like they were kissing

Arrrgh crying though almost got me

Lol I would love it if Jim time travels and when it catches up to the same point that the current timeline is at they’re just at Barbara and Strickler’s wedding.

WAIT HOW FAR BACK IS JIM GOING

ALSO WHY ISNT BARBARA THERE

ALSO CLAIRE AND JIM SAID THE ACTUAL WORDS I LOVE YOU

BUT HOW FAR BACK IS HE GOING WTF

IS THIS THE DAY HE FOUND THE FUCKING AMULET

WTF IS GOING ON

WAIT THESE FUCKS BETTER GIVE ME A MONTAGE OF JIM TRYING TO SLUGHTLY CHANGE THINGS

BRUH HOLD ON I HAD AN IDEA FOR STRICKLER BEING THE TROLLHUNTER BUT HIM NOT BEING ABLE TO WIN SO HE TRIES TO DESTROY THE AMULET AND ENDS UP MEETING WITH ALL THE OTHER TROLLHUNTERS THAT COULD HAVE BEEN AND THEY ALL SEE A FUTURE WHERE JIM WAS THE TROLLHUNTER AND THEREFORE THEY WON

BUT IF TOBY IS THE TROLLHUNTER

also real quick Jim trying to set Strickler up with his mom OMFG

FUCK I WILL CRY

YEP IM CRYING

THE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT ON JIM IS SO GOOD

ALSO UPSET NORMURA DIDNT HAVE A SCENE IN THE ALTERNATE TIMELINE

FUCK it’s such a good ending for the series I love it

OKAY IT WAS JONATHAN HYDE BUT WHY WAS HE EXTRA GROWLY

Fuck there’s no more… I just wanna see more, like how the writers and creators think the little differences between timelines will be

I’m literally sitting here staring at the credits screen.

I love how the last bit of credits is the production babies

The ending also explains why there was so much fan service

#trollhunters #walter strickler #tales of arcadia #3below #3 below #stricklander #wizards #toa #strickler #toa rise of the titans #trollhunters rise of the titans #jim lake junior #toby domzalski #claire nunez #jim and claire #barbara lake #stricklake #wizards toa #toa rott #toa spoilers #rott spoilers #spoilers #steve palchuk #eli pepperjack #guillermo del toro

[bifurious-screams]

They played cas saying I learned that from the pizza man and then showed SEVERAL clips of dean eating pizza???? Disregard anything I've ever said, THAT was the gayest shit theyve ever done. Even my mother said "oh wow that was...very gay" like???? Yall

#destiel #supernatural #spn #castiel #dean winchester

[primarygrave]

yall i live like 2 miles away from a few blocks that are just Packed with gay clubs and bars, and theres a lesbian bar that serves cbd cocktails? a coffee shop that has like a rainbow flag out front so probably a gay fuckin coffee shop??? and like a c h u r c h that has like 8 rainbow flags strung across the front? this is the gayest fucking place ive ever lived man, theres way more dudes checking me out than im used to, even when im like drenched in sweat and looking a bit like death, whats up with that?? im used to living in rural areas and suburbs cities are wild?? also its so much fucking easier to get a job in the city than in suburbs ive heard back from like all 4 places i applied to within a week?? in the suburbs id put in like 20+ applications and n e v e r hear a thing?? the gas stations sell cbd and the vending machines give the big gold $1 coins as change?? im so culture shocked my dudes wtf

[flintsjohn]

LGBT+ BOOKS REC - part 1: Fiction

Alright so this is my very first book rec masterpost and I tried to fit all the information I can remember. I’ve started reading books with lgbt+ themes mainly in the last year and have found many of the titles in other recs so I’m sure that a lot of the books here are not new to anyone, but I’d like to share anyway! In bold are my personal favourites, and the authors with the * are (as far as I know) actually lgbt. If you’d like a peek of what’s on my tbr list here’s my goodreads! If you have more titles to share or recommend I’d love to hear about them! 

Aciman, A. – Call Me by Your Name (adult, m/m, contemporary)

bi mains

cw: underage relationship, cheating

Albertalli, B. / *Silvera, A. – What If It’s Us (ya, m/m, contemporary) 

gay mains

meet cute but a kinda bittersweet ending (bc Adam Silvera tbh)

Albertalli, B. – Simon Vs. The Homosapiens Agenda (ya, m/m, contemporary)

gay main, gay/black/jewish love interest, poc

simon is the definition of disaster gay and i love him

cw: homophobia, outing, blackmail

Albertalli, B. – Leah on the Offbeat (ya, f/f, contemporary) 

bi main, bi and black love interest

is part of the svtha ‘verse so the characters are the same!!

*Alire Sáenz, B. – Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe (ya, m/m, contemporary) 

gay mains, both latinos

a sequel is in the works!!

cw: homophobia

*Baldwin, J. – Giovanni’s Room (adult, m/m)

gay main

cw: internalized homophobia, homophobia, misogyny

Bardugo, L. – Six of Crows duology (ya, fantasy) 

there’s a m/m relationship in the second book (gay and bi mains) and a gay side char (also basically everyone can be read as non-straight)

there’s also a LOT of diversity as in poc and disabled people so!! 

cw: ableism, violence, death

Barry, S. – Days Without End (adult, m/m, historical) 

alright so i,,, loved this book but also it was fucking hard to read because it’s basically written how irish people speak english?? so it’s not the easiest thing to read but it’s good!!!

cw: war, death, racism

*Danforth, E. – The Miseducation of Cameron Post (ya, f/f, contemporary) 

lesbian main, lgbt minor chars, poc 

cw: homophobia, conversion therapy, self-harm

*Forster, E. M. – Maurice (adult, m/m, historical)

this is an absolute classic and i love this gay ass book

Goslee, S.J. – Whatever (ya, m/m, contemporary) 

bi main and gay love interest 

cw: internalized homophobia, (brief) homophobia

Gregorio, I.W. – None of the Above (ya, f/m, contemporary) 

intersex main 

cw: homophobia, transphobia, depression

*Isherwood, C. – A Single Man (adult, m/m)

gay main

i found this a little hard to read bc i’m not usually one for highly introspective writing, but i’m still glad i read it!

Jenkins Reid, T. – The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo (adult, f/f and f/m, historical) 

bi latina main, lesbian love interest, gay minor char 

i started this book thinking it would be dumb and by the end i was crying my eyes out 

cw: homophobia, death, abusive relationship, cheating

*LaCour, N. – Everything Leads to You (ya, f/f, contemporary)

lesbian main

if i have to be honest i found this a little underwhelming considering all the praise i heard, but it’s still very cute!!

Lee, M. – The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue (ya, m/m, historical) 

bi main, gay and biracial minor char 

this book is SO much fun honestly!!!

badass female character who’s the main in the sequel!!

cw: homopbhia, racism, child abuse, epilepsy

*Levithan, D. – Two Boys Kissing (ya, m/m, contemporary) 

gay and trans chars (it’s many different little stories that are somehow all connected)

*Levithan, D. – Boy Meets Boy (ya, m/m, contemporary)

gay main and minor chars, trans minor char

cw: homophobia, transphobia

Miller, M. – The Song of Achilles (adult, m/m, historical) 

listen i know yall know about this already but still,, probably one of my favourites ever.

cw: death

*Mitchell, S. (ed.) – All Out (ya, various, anthology) 

short stories, own-voices, various sexual/gender identities and genres

i loved every single one of these??? 

Nelson, J. – I’ll Give You the Sun (ya, m/m, contemporary) 

gay main (alternating pov)

this was so cute even though the character’s sexuality/relationship isn’t exactly central to the story!

*Ness, P. – Release (ya, m/m, contemporary/magical realism) 

gay main (adam is an icon and i love him)

this goes for every patrick ness book i ever read: i found it hard to follow the plot sometimes bc there are usually two different storylines going on at once and i can’t really connect them, but he has a way of writing characters that just sticks with me

cw: homophobia, sexual harassment

*Ness, P. – More Than This (ya, m/m, sci-fi) 

gay main 

cw: suicide, death, homophobia, outing

Ngan, N. - Girls of Paper and Fire (ya, f/f, fantasy)

lesbian main and love interest

the world is based on asian mythology/folklore!!

author’s working on the sequel!

cw: sex work, rape, slavery

Proulx, A. – Brokeback Mountain (adult, m/m, historical) 

short story

i saw the movie like a million times and i was still not ready for this 

cw: death, homophobia

*Renault, M. – The Last of the Wine (adult, m/m, historical) 

ancient greece setting!!! 

from what i gather this is not the gayest book you could possibly read by mary renault but it’s so good 

cw: death, violence, age difference

Rio, M. L. – If We Were Villains (adult, m/m, contemporary) 

3 gay/bi mains 

think the secret history but gayer and with shakespeare

i’m honestly still crying over this and the last few pages in particular killed me

cw: death, mentions of suicide, violence

*Russo, M. – If I Were Your Girl (ya, f/m, contemporary) 

trans main and bi minor char 

cw: suicide attempt, depression, transphobia, misgendering, rape attempt/mention, bullying, outing

Sharpe, T. – Far From You (ya, f/f, contemporary) 

bi main (lesbian love interest, she’s already dead when the story begins but it goes back and forth with flashbacks) 

cw: death, depression

*Silvera, A. – They Both Die at the End (ya, m/m, contemporary) 

gay and bi mains 

this goes for every single adam silvera book: i love them but i absolutely hate them bc they tear me apart every time

cw: death (duh)

*Silvera, A. – More Happy Than Not (ya, m/m, contemporary) 

gay main

cw: amnesia, suicide/suicide attempt, internalized homophobia

*Silvera, A. – History is All You Left Me (ya, m/m, contemporary) 

gay main and minor chars 

cw: death, depression, adhd, cheating

Soria, D. – Beneath the Citadel (ya, m/m, fantasy) 

bi, gay, ace mains (most are also poc) 

holy shit this was so good and i kinda,,, didnt expect it bc i had initially only picked it up bc of the cover (which is stunning btw)

cw: death, panic attacks.

*Talley, R. – Lies We Tell Ourselves (ya, f/f, historical) 

lesbian mains 

this was not an easy read by any means but by the end i think it was really worth it!!

cw: racism, homophobia

*Waters, S. – Tipping the Velvet (adult, f/f, historical fiction) 

lesbian mains

cw: homophobia, prostitution

(i only read this one by sarah waters so far but all her books are gay so be sure to check the others as well lol)

#lgbt #lgbt books rec #lgbt books #book rec #my stuff #pheww this is hard yall #i wanna comment on every book but my memory is shit and i remember half of them lmaoo #anyway they were mostly pretty good!! #pt 2 is coming right up btw #look at me citing mla style lmao

[manchesterau]

thank you @lesbianiconharrystyles for tagging me in this ask game!!! if i’m being honest the only songs I have been listening to that we’re made/sung by a lady lately have been a lot of king princess songs (they just speak to me) but im going to give this a shot!!

1. king princess - I know, femme fatale (on spotify)- i’m just going to start this off by saying that I literally cannot get her cover of ‘I know’ out of my mind!!!! since the first time i’ve heard it I couldn’t get it out of my mind, and as i’m typing this I can’t get femme fatale out of my mind. which, femme fatale is so damn good!!!!!! and I know makes me feel so many things at once. her voice is amazing.

2. fka twigs - everything - her songs her music videos her style. everything is so artistic and thoughtout and I loveeeee itt!!! especially good to love, had that on loop for a while.

3. h.e.r - focus - ive been listening to the tiny desk concert of this song and I cannot get enough of it!! (I secretly wish her part in ‘best part’ was longer) she is the king of rnb

4. diana gordon - once a friend - her live vocals are absolutely amazing, and for a while I could not get this song out of my head. 

5. rico nasty - roof - listen....she’s better than all male rappers combined. and roof just came out yesterday and the music video is so damn trippy and futuristic. I love all of her songs!!! she’s another person who I listen to almost every day

6. lana del rey - mariners apartment complex - this song is just so dreamy and reminds me of like...summers in aalifornia but also of open fields and skate boarding also it’s really freaking gay.

7. jorja smith - teenage fantasy - listen....when I first heard this song when it came out I was 100% it was the gayest thing ever (still do) and I really love her voice!! she’s making her way and i’m so happy to see her thriving in this industy. also this is ANOTHER song I couldn’t stop listening to. also her new album is really good.

8. mitski - nobody - yall know I couldn’t make a list without including the one and only right??? THIS SONGG I can’t go 1 week without listening to it on repeat. it is so damn good!!! that and francis forever are two of my fav songs from hers. plus nobody is just...so.....damn...good!! she snapped

9. tinashe - no drama, seasons of love - I first and foremost wanted to say that I hope she gets what she deserves and gets out of her contract. fuck RCA for not promoing her the way she should have been. she is so damn talented, and ive had seasons of love on repeat just because of her voice, those highnotes!!! THE FLAVOR!!! plus no drama is just a banger!

10. kash doll and dreezy - chanel slides - this song man....it’s so damn good and always get’s me hyped

I tag: @gimmieshelter @honeyedyke @goldbootsandvans @angelharry @lhovemeplease @medicinehoney @farmdykes @babypeachhazz @icaarusfalls @harrv

#* #can I say...this was a lot harder than I thought dfjuhtgvfdcfhyuj #but them and one direction and hozier are all I have been listening to for this whole month #also yall dont have to do this #but this was fun

[glorioussimon]

underappreciated things about rise 1x06: bring me stanton

sorry about spamming these things but i want to watch rise

i love this episode

coach driving gwen to school and buying her a smoothie

and gwen rejecting it

i don’t understand a fucking word of what coach is saying when they’re at football practice this is like another language

why does robbie’s football understudy look vaguely like archie from riverdale

clark is wearing a striped shirt that looks kind of like the one that sean wore in dwsa!! otto solidarity

when lou asks for a drumroll sasha could not possibly look more unenthusiastic

MAASHOUS LOVES HIS SET SO MUCH

“please don’t touch, maashous is very protective of his handiwork” 

irrelevant but harmony is so cute and i would die for her

the siremy glances!! you already know what the fuck is up

michael Knows

when maashous makes the smokestacks blow out real smoke and the troupe gets so excited

anabelle kind of pats him on the back and it’s really cute

maashous’s bow when everyone’s applauding. he looks so happy i love him

whenever i see the “let’s make drama” poster thing i think it says “let’s make obama”. this happens every time and i am sick of it

lilette crying when she’s explaining why she can’t come to rehearsal makes me so sad i hate this

tracey is wearing a super cool dress with suns and stars on it

jeremy’s little run when he’s trying to catch up to simon

simon doesn’t look directly at jeremy for a long time

jeremy looks almost scared when simon calls him back after he starts to leave

simon doesn’t say that he isn’t into jeremy, or that he doesn’t want to be with him. he says that he can’t.

jeremy’s hand on simon’s shoulder

simon kissing him back. this is underappreciated everyone talks about this i just feel that i have to mention it

when he kisses jeremy you can see how much simon not just wants, but needs this. for these few seconds he’s finally letting his guard down, letting himself feel something. which is what makes it so heartbreaking when he forces himself to run away.

god i love simon saunders so much i want to love and support him so badly

the fact that their rehearsals start at nine. i’m imagining rehearsing from 9 - midnight(?) and i feel like dying these kids are so devoted to this show

lou wanting to lock the kids in the basement for the date night

lou whispering “i’m excited”

do yall remember when the rise instagram used the picture of tracey looking behind her when she hears sasha and boyfriend arguing and put it next to the picture of simon looking at condoms so it looked like she had caught him

i really wish that they had introduced sasha at least a little bit prior to this episode because i watched rise with my mom and like, i was obsessed with the show so i knew everyone’s names but she, a casual watcher, had no idea who the fuck this girl was

tracey not forcing sasha to talk about what’s happening

tracey hugging her

i would kill a man for tracey wolfe

gwen asking gordy to skip school with her

and gordy wanting to but refusing because he’s trying to be better

saint gordy

gordy looking back at gwen

“hey anabelle you’re looking especially radiant today” i take it all back i hate simon saunders

anabelle is wearing what my dad would call a “power flannel”

who is jeremy even talking to in this scene i didn’t realize that he had friends outside of the troupe

when simon kisses anabelle on the cheek it’s so awkward

neither of them know what to say i hate this

the square smokestack

maashous is fifteen i’m older than him what the fuck

i have to protect him i’m his mom now

the picture of gwen in coach’s office

dramatic music plays in the background as robbie struts into coach’s office

i’m sorry robbie i love you but i could not give less of a shit about your troy bolton storyline

“you know the nurse’s office gives these out for free, right?” “yeah, they don’t have the same selection though”

everything that simon says in this scene is...certainly something

“now i just need a scented candle and some breath mints” this is. literally the gayest thing that simon has ever said

lilette instantly realizing that simon is trying to prove that he’s straight by doing this

ted sutherland and auli’i cravalho are two of the most beautiful people i’ve ever seen in my life

when sasha asked if there’s any place in pennsylvania that doesn’t follow the parental consent rule my first thought was “alexa play whispering”

i wish that we had seen more of their version of the guilty ones

clark’s mom makes me jump every time

clark looks like he’s ready for death

no one know how to react to this

the saga of michael and the midterm

jolene blaming robbie and football for the late rehearsals

and lilette defending him

michael trying to organize a walkout

simon starts yelling but you can’t hear him what is he so pissed about

jeremy looking at simon as he’s leaving

was vanessa suing anton ever going to go anywhere or did she just drop it? it’s never mentioned again so idk??

“for the first time in my life, i’m part of something i actually believe in.” im love lilette suarez

“i don’t wanna talk about spring awakening” gail @ lou, but also all of my friends @ me

i love what lou is saying about art here

“that’s the point of art, right? to reflect the world, to take something raw and painful, maybe even hopeless, and make it beautiful?”

gail and lou’s first date!!

it’s very clear that maashous and lou didn’t tell anyone that they were about to destroy the set

the best reaction is michael’s but honorable mention goes to harmony and lilette

no one remembers the bookstore

“ah. amazon.”

of course lou’s favorite author is f. scott fitzgerald

title drop: “this set, it was always gonna be a reflection of the world we live in. so let’s embrace that. bring me stanton.” - lou

i love the montage of the troupe finding stuff for the set

the fact that there’s no indication if they asked before taking this stuff. this could very well all be stolen

the understudies all looking for stuff together

clark and jeremy practicing the bitch of living choreography on the chairs they find

the picture of baby gwen and coach

they didn’t bother to erase the texts that gwen sent in earlier takes so she’s just sent the same text tons of time

clark being worried about mr. mazzu knowing that they’re breaking into the steel mill

“gordy’s way cooler than his dad” “which isn’t saying much”

maashous stopping to look and everyone else leaving him behind

“that’s a felony!” “shut up, simon” someone is a mood here but i can’t tell who

no one knows how to react when gwen breaks the boards off

michael just wanting to leave

jolene bringing booze

michael’s little “desperate, much?” in the background

lilette and robbie making out in the storage room

maashous is clearly drunk and it’s fucking hilarious

gwen grabbing gordy’s hand is so smooth

gordy taking a sip of beer and clearly realizing that he shouldn’t be

robbie going to lou with his problems

robbie talking about how much he loves football

the cops interrupting simon and anabelle

the troupe just. running

coach is buddies with the cops

robbie refusing to quit football or the show

again, did simon ask before he took the window from the church

i love the music in this scene!!

lou is so happy with the jukebox

francis and violet run up onto the stage to see the railroad stuff and it’s cute

happy maashous!! a gift to this world

sasha and tracey talking

it’s very clear that no one was informed about the huge-ass sign. they’re all stunned

i always tear up when the set is revealed

everyone clapping for maashous

tracey being with sasha when she tells her dad that she’s pregnant

gordy telling his mom that he needs help

robbie sadly watching from the bench

and all of this happening while lilette sings mama who bore me

vanessa crying when she sees lilette on stage

and now i’m crying too

#rise nbc #rise #underappreciated things #mine #aj.txt

[juggey]

scullyscout replied to your post

“erskineravel  yall ever think…mavinsay said: ya...”

What is fymg and where can I find this? I’ve never heard this but it makes me so happy

fuckyeahmichaelgavin! it’s exactly what it sounds like. here’s why it’s notable, instead of like, just some random mavin blog

it’s pretty much been around since the first starry eyed ah fan went “haha what if michael SLASH gavin”. i’m talkin june 2012. 

michael randomly found it while browsing tumblr, then talked about it on his podcast (x). highlights of this conversation:

“it’s like, romance. the funny part about it is i scroll through it and almost all of it i’m like ‘man this is extremely gay’ and it’s all just quotes from us. like it’s ripped straight from videos and it’s just the gayest thing ever.” 

lindsay: or the gifs are exactly what happened. like well you did lean over and almost kiss gavin on the cheek.

“i’m scrolling through and there’s like, a little sketch of me and gavin being a little gay, holding each other. and he says ‘d’you want to hit me once for being bad michael’. and [sketch michael] is like ‘YEAH’ and i’m like ‘wow that’s SO GAY.’ and then i scroll down a little and right under that there’s a gif of where that happened in the letsplay and i’m like ‘oh yeah, that did happen!’”

“i created a tumblr just to send [that blog] message and i was like ‘man this website’s awesome i can’t wait to tell gavin about it’“

like michael mentions in the above clip, a big part of fymg’s structure for a long time was posting ah videos with timestamps in the caption of michael and gavin being “michael and gavin-y”. he used his tumblr exactly one (1) more time before abandoning it completely to message the blog and tell them they missed a mavin timestamp (x)

#scullyscout #elena replies #quotes edited down for crosstalk and rambling #also there's a hard r dropped in this clip so like... be aware #reference tag