#im gonna rant in the tags aha

[mahito-spotted]

found this one on pinterest! creds to the owner!

mahito fans, have you ever been attacked for being a mahito fan?

[crabs-nonsense]

Oh noooo, I just found out Ranpo’s English va is going to be at a con i really wanted to go to but ended up being too expensive and im even more sad now.

[aria0fgold]

Tomorrow I'll also work on Mermaid Ray sketch after I get the timelapse of my Mermaid Alec art. Ray's mermaid version is gonna look different in a lot of ways, yall won't believe the restraint I had to use to keep myself from altering Alec's human half too much. Cuz like, for Mermaid Alec, he hunts both on water and land, he can conceal his snake tail via a water source nearby or grass and stuff and conceal his non human ears via his hair.

It's one of the ways he tricks people, so I needed his human half to look as human as possible. Mermaid Ray is gonna be limited to water only so I can put scales and stuff on his body! Yippee! I wanted to add scales on Alec's too but alas! To Ray that'd go instead.

[taikeero-lecoredier]

so like i saw your tags on the thanos shitpost and like youre absolutly right the movie butchered his reasoning so bad

wanna know the real reason in the comics thanos wanted to snap basically everyone out of existance? he wanted death to love him more than she loved deadpool

i'm gonna fucking cry on sight my dude, i really am

[hella1975]

A longwinded and honest response

Ok. So I’ve been following tAoB from the beginning, but haven’t commented yet since I don’t have an Ao3 account. I did a re-read over the course of this past week leading up to ch. 28, and discovered your tumblr, so now I can comment!

First off, I’m pretty sure this is the best atla fic I’ve read, and is up there on the best list for any fandom I’ve read. I’m so glad you completely diverge from canon. It’s much more creative that way. Never apologize for dropping canon from scenes like boiling rock. At this point the characters are quintessentially different, and of course that is going to make the actions they take different as well. Your characterization of both canon characters and OC’s is just …<chef’s kiss>. You make me feel deep tender feelings and also laugh out loud. <a mark of great writing> At the end of chapter 27, I actually thought, “I have no idea how she’s going to play this out, it could go so many ways… I’m actually nervous, and excited about that.’ <another mark of great writing>

So I honestly didn’t understand why you thought readers might hate you for whatever happens in ch. 28. At this point in the story, I trusted you completely to deliver. I thought, ‘no matter which way she chooses to go, I am HERE for it’. As expected, you delivered. I was so full of giddy/nervous energy by the end of the chapter I had to physically go take a walk. Just …fucking well done. "Redemption is a human word” Daaamn bitch. Perfect. I’m with Kanut. Fong deserved it and Zuko needed that. Maybe that feeling means I’m in need of a redemption arc myself, but honestly, the man committed countless irredeemable acts.

The anger I did feel during the chapter was towards Hakoda and Iroh for not sparing Zuko this deeper level of darkness by taking out Fong themselves. I know a lot of parents, and am pretty sure the majority would commit a murder if their kid got tortured by a madman. Iroh especially let me down on this count, cuz let’s be real, he already has war crimes on his hands. What’s one more (honestly justifiable) death to save his adopted son. But that was your choice, and I trust you, and will continue to trust you because you’ve proven yourself over again with each chapter. 

I also discovered your playlists on this read through, and they are amazing! So many of my favorite artists on here. You have great taste! I used to be a professional musician before the world exploded, and if you ever want to pm me to fan out and analyze a song line by line, I’d love to. 

Ok, I had to do a submission instead of an ask because this was so long. Sorry I kept it all cooped up inside for 28 chapters. Keep up the great work! 

[deltagon20362]

finally kind of have an idea for a design of my vandal and less so for ilarok omg omg omg pain *blows up*

[yusukenui]

mdzs novel stay safe from me today only cause the episode had enough recoil damage to put me to sleep before 2 am

[snow--blanket]

an ordinary kindness

fandom: ikesen

characters: kennyo, vaguely self insert mc but i just refer to her using the third person

words: 1773

hi this was made born out of when i was ranting on my twt about Specific Feelings, if you are on twt and you follow my priv you will know exactly the extent of my rage. anyways here’s a kennyo fic i worked on in one whole sitting bc i was Focused. enjoy!

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“I’m a demon,” Kennyo said, and there wasn’t really much to say about that. His name was Kennyo, he was a monk, and he gave her food when she was lost and wandering in the forest.

“Oh, um.” She hesitated to swallow the gruel. “Has this been poisoned?”

He blinked, then his eyebrows scrunched in that same manner her mom would when she asked a stupid question. “Of course not. I’m not so low as to stoop to trickery like the kitsune would, nor am I as callous as the demon king.”

She swallowed, finally. “I see. Thank you!”

“You’re thanking me…?”

“Yes!” She had manners, after all. She wasn’t her family’s favourite for nothing! “I was hungry, and you gave me food.” Even if it tasted like the most bland dish she’d ever had the displeasure of eating. But again, she had manners, and of course she wouldn’t say that part aloud.

It looked as though this man had never been thanked for anything in his life. “You’re welcome?”

After clicking her heels against the dirt and saying her farewell, she left the forest, and made note that there was a particularly strange man living in the forest, and that she probably went against her mother’s advice in talking to strangers.

When he met her again, it wasn’t by coincidence anymore. The basket on her back was full to the brim with radishes and mushrooms and heads of cabbages. It pained her to admit it, but she wasn’t as strong as her brother when it came to carrying heavy loads. She was better at core strength, and no one could lift boulders without her help!

“Hello there!” Her smile came easy and unbothered, but it came even easier seeing a small chipmunk nestle it’s adorable head into Kennyo’s sleeves. “Are you having a good day? I haven’t seen you in a while!”

“Ah… I suppose so.” His response was more lukewarm than the tea after a long chat, and she wondered if he was of the awkward, brooding sort. She was sure he would quickly become an eligible bachelor in her village—they loved breaking in the odd ones till they were forced to shut up!

“Oh, I—hold on…” She lifted the basket off her back and onto the dirt, and sighed in relief. “Pick anything you want from here!” How does one best express that they thought their cooking was horrible and tasteless in a non-explicit way? “These mushrooms are in season right now, and I have a knack for picking them! These radishes would go well with your, um… meals!”

Kennyo looked terribly bothered. “You don’t eat mushrooms? They taste good with some really salty soup…”

(Then again, he didn’t exactly spare seasonings with his food, if his meal to her was any indication. Maybe it was a bad choice?)

He shook his head. “I’m fine with them.”

“Are you bad at picking out the good ones? I’ll help, my little brother always picks out the rotten ones for some reason too, I don’t know if it’s good or bad luck that he always manages to fish them out from the pile…”

“Not that.” His eyes hardened when he looked at her, but the space between his eyebrows were still scrunched. “Are you not wary of me?”

That was certainly a loaded question. Was he picking a fight with her?

“Should I?”

“My appearance… Most people are scared by my scar.”

“Did they tell you?”

“No, but—”

“Then how’d you come up with that?”

He dipped his face from view, presumably from shame or embarrassment. “I’m a monster.”

She knew he was a little bit odd, but she didn’t know to what extent it was his own oddity or the answer to his circumstances. All she knew was this: “If my mom was here, she’d smack you for being so self-centered.”

He blinked. He probably didn’t expect the threat of an older woman’s care at his age.

“You keep putting words in my mouth. It’s like…” She hummed, and then snapped her fingers. “Like the other women in my village!”

Perhaps he didn’t expect that as well. “What?”

“You know, how like…” Was it this hard to talk about the gossip mongers in her village? Maybe she was afraid of getting cursed by them, too. “They’re really mean,” was all she could say. She wasn’t particularly gifted at putting thoughts into words.

“You think I’m… mean?”

“Yeah. Like.. Whenever I disagree with them on something, they’ll make it about them, or about how I don’t love them enough, or how I was raised wrong.” That last one stung to say. She was her family’s favourite for a reason! “You’re being like that.”

“I never once accused you of any of those—”

“But the… The…” What was the word again? Attitude? That didn’t sound right. Ugh, her core strength and the ability to hold up boulders three times her size was of no use here! “The way you say it, was really bad!”

“But I was simply describing myself.”

“But you tried to force that description onto me!” When she realised her voice rose louder than she intended it to, she took a breath and calmed herself down, ignoring his puzzled look. “You can think of yourself as a demon, but you tried to make it look like I was going to see you in that way, too. It’s, um… not nice. I wasn’t going to think that about you, and even if I was, you shouldn’t have tried to force it onto me. If I was going to think badly of you, it’ll be because I think you did bad things. But you haven’t done anything bad.”

“Not to you.”

“And what’s wrong with that!” She could feel her voice coming from deep within her stomach. Her mom always said that she was particularly good at yelling, and that she could be her family’s own rooster if needed. “What’s wrong with using what I know from talking with you? Besides, it’s not like I’ll never change my mind! I’m not a loyal dog!”

Kennyo remained still and seated the whole time, motionless to her booming voice. She wasn’t sure if any of what she said actually reached him, but she didn’t care. She said her piece, she stood up for herself, and that’s what mattered.

She took a particularly big radish and a handful of mushrooms and (with more force than intended) put them by his side. She wasn’t so petty that she would forfeit food because of an argument; she’d gotten into shouting matches much worse with her brothers, after all.

She clicked her heels against the dirt, wiped her hands clean, and returned home. Kennyo wasn’t just a strange man in the forest anymore—she was a strange man who hated himself, and she was sure every word of her mother’s advice was for this exact situation.

When they met again, it was not out of her own volition.

There stood Kennyo, talking with the village women, with bright fruits in hand. She had to wipe her eyes to make sure she wasn’t just seeing things, and after a painful pinch by her older brother, an annoying kick to the shin by her younger brother, and a push to the back by her mother, she realised that she really wasn’t seeing things.

“I wanted to apologise,” Kennyo said when they were both alone. Well, as alone as the villagers would allow. There was no sense in attempting to preserve secrecy when they all lived so close together. He showed her the palmful of berries in his hands. “They’re in season, and I thought that you might want to taste them.”

She popped one into her mouth with no hesitation, and savoured the sweetness of the berry on her tongue. It had been a while since she felt so luxurious. Was this what the great Oda Nobunaga ate every day? No wonder he’s in a hurry to unify the country! The thought that there would be more of these delicious sweets somewhere hidden made her curiosity ache.

“You’re not wondering at all if they’re poisoned?”

When she was about to send a harsh glare his way, she saw that his eyes had softened, and the space between his brows weren’t scrunched like untangled rope. “If you poisoned me, the whole village will be after you! So what should I be afraid of?”

A laugh sounded from Kennyo, and her own came easy enough to match him.

“You were right. They really do like to put words in your mouth, don’t they? I could barely get a word in before they started interrogating me like a guilty man.”

She felt pride swell up in her chest; she was right! She knew he’d be a victim to their overbearing, overwhelming, over-everything. She couldn’t wait to see what a bunch of elderly women would do to a man who was as awkward as Kennyo. “Doesn’t feel great, does it?”

His laugh this time felt bitter and acrid like smoke, but she was used to burnt things. She had to be, or else how would she cope when it was her older brother’s turn to cook? “Yes. I apologise for putting you through that.”

“Apology accepted!”

He smiled at that. He smiled like he had never been forgiven for anything his entire life. “I apologise, too, in advance.”

“What for?”

“I’m not used to treating myself with such… kindness. I cannot promise you that I will not overstep my boundaries again, and that my words will never find it’s edge pointed towards you. However, I… am grateful for having met you. I hope you will allow me that.”

She snorted. It was the first time she’d been called kind—her mother was probably gloating now! “It’s not really about being nice. It’s just, when you live with other people for so long, you’re bound to step on toes. So you just learn early on that when people don’t say sorry with their mouths, they say sorry by trying not to do that again. That way, no one wastes their time talking about things that don’t matter!” Oh, so that’s why she was so bad at talking… She wanted to crawl into a hole and cry now. 

She popped another berry into her mouth, happy when the sweetness coated her tongue once more. “Besides, if you know how to find these good ones from the bad ones, you’re not that bad.”

Kennyo bit part of the berry, and then smiled in delight when it hit him, too. As if he had just tasted sweetness for the very first time. 

[theunconcernedembalmer]

Oh my god Demi as Diluc. WE STAN DEMILUC IN THIS HOUSE!

demi drinking grape juice at the bar? more likely than you think

[baeshijima]

Look at all those chickens 🐓

[landsword]

hi i miss you and i hope you have a good night (read: BOOP BEEP PLEASE SLEEP)

hshsshshsh im totally sleeping jk im doing sleep research isn't that ironic?

man those tags are really vibey i dont even know what that means

[being-of-rain]

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[minsungii]

♡: welcome travelers lol - intro <3

❥ About Me:

ʚ my name is bri! im 15 years old, therefore a MINOR!! (SFW ONLY)

ʚ sexuality: bisexual

ʚ my pronouns: she/he/it/they/bun/xem/ze ♡

ʚ link tree

ʚ han jisung is mine you guys 😏

ʚ !! I AM LITTLE. !!

{for people I'm close too, they can call me bunny. I am little most of the time. I age regress to one years old, so PLEASE, no slurs or bad words. Just treat me nicely. }

ʚ my gender... I honestly have no idea. I'd just say gender fluid for now, but genderqueer also works.

ʚ Taken. 🌼🌻[07/12/22] 🎤 jisung + (2/7/22) 🤍

[ his tags : "him" "&lt;33" ] ღ popular tags: "nature :]" "animals <3" "ocean :O" "coral reef <333" "animals/insects" "spotify" "ask" "art" "ballet" "motivation :D" "jisung" "lee mood" "little space:[" "irl" "quotes!" "lyrics" "update?"

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ʚ im in LOVE with the moon. and butterflies :]

❥ Roleplay: ʚɞ

❀- im..1000282738293832828228829% lee.

❀- ask about boundaries before any rps. OR, just be extremely gentle.

❀- teases are okay..

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last updated :: December 25th, 2022 🎄

❥ Triggers: ⚂

❥ Eating problems. I tend to struggle with an eating disorder, and it just makes me feel very bad when people talk about theirs.

❥ Suicide/self harm. I guess it's no secret that I have problems with that as well. Please be mindful.

❥ Family. I personally have a terrible relationship with my family. Lots of things have happened. For the people who's known me long enough, they'll know.

❥ Hanging (Suicide). I know this could be added to the second one, but specifically this... PLEASE don't mention it. I have horrible memories with hanging.

❥ Needles/Abuse. Not saying anything, just be mindful. As for needles, Its probably my biggest phobia.

❥ Hallucinations. I deal with them daily. It really sucks and it's honestly the second most triggering thing on here.

❥ Broken friendships. Not gonna explain, just dont mention it.

❥ Homicide. I'm extremely homicidal. I don't hate when people talk about it, but it triggers my homicidal thoughts, and I don't hate it hehe. If you're comfortable with my homicidal rants go ahead and mention it, but if not.. maybe don't say anything:)

(#hateadrina) 😞

venting blog: @su1c1de-therapist

writing blog: @sungminxxxxxx

jisung simp blog aha: @jisung00s

~ thank you!! 🤍 (´･ω･`)

discord: 브리. ♡#8799

[noxianhand-archive]

SHIPPING INFO!    answer the following for your muse so people know how shipping works on your blog.  repost, don’t reblog.

WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE?

i don’t quite have an one-true-pairing for darius as it stands, even outside of the context of roleplay. it’s actually been dreadfully long since i’ve sought out fanwork for him outside the context of roleplay actually, darn.

WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO RP WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING?:

most of my partners know i’m an Angst Lover(TM), but that generally goes more for hurt / comfort. but really, i’m a multiflavored shipper, pfffffft. i love writing fluff, angst, smut (though i certainly barely indulge the latter on this muse for muse-specific reasons), slice-of-life, and by gods, everyone and their mothers that ship with me know how much of an au aficcionado i am. poor @the-virtuoso​ knows from her adventures with my jayce, i go hard on alternative universes for one single ship.

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?

with darius, in specific? not... overly large, i assume. ten years of gap below his age is a stretch already, given the idea of indulging into relationships with those younger than his brother makes him slightly uncomfortable (---keep in mind his mainverse draven is eight to seven years younger than him); keep in mind he’s a man in his forties. his tolerance to relationships with those older than him is apparently more lenient, and indeed it is a double standard of his own.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?

well... yes. yes, i am. as much as i say i am extremely into shipping, there’s a degree of chemistry i need to see between my muse and yours before i indulge into actually shipping something. besides, in the context of this muse in itself --- he’s not a man that easily gives himself to relationships, so i’d be doing his character a great disservice if i shipped him left and right, i believe. he’s got too many trust issues, man, so even if i’d like to see him with more people in whatever sense, platonic or romantic or whatever, it’s... not as easily done as it is said. 

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED NSFW?:

anything involving touching skin that’s usually concealed by clothing or a lot of neck kissing is tagged as nsfw??? i guess. i don’t know, man, i just go with what the vibe dictates me. if i feel this is too steamy not to be under a readmore / tagged as nsfw, i slap that tag because gods know it’s better to be safe than sorry.

WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH?

@miighted​ and @omendus​, my dearest indulgers. fingerguns ‘em. 

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?

uhm, yes! at least to clarify interactions and make things sail smoother on both ends, yes, aha. but be aware that even though i say this, i do reserve the right to refuse shipping with someone if i just don’t see it happening. 

HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP?

despite what it does sound when i talk about darius in himself, i do like to ship! his muse just, uh, doesn’t lend himself much to it unless specific circumstances are met and besides, let’s be honest, he’s... not really the most fun person to ship with. 

as i like to put it often, he’s a bundle of unhealthy coping mechanisms tightly coiled together made into a human man at times, does anyone really want to have a relationship with that?

ARE YOU SHIP-OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS:

it depends on what you mean by ship obsessed. do i get extra hyped about established ships and can be an absolute nightmare as a partner to put up with (ask @omendus​, i spend hours ranting about swarius with him, bless his heart for putting up with that) and come off as a little obsessed in particular instances? ... yes. am i usually more focused as a whole in characterization rather than shipping when it comes to the blog itself, usually, so on the greater picture fall for teh ‘ship more-or-less category likely? also yes.

ARE YOU MULTISHIP?

hell yeah, i am. have always been, as far as i remember it in my six-seven year tumblr rpc ride. don’t really plan to change it!

WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?

me, holding all my ships in my tiny gay arms: ... a r e you seriously gonna do this to me, homie????

WHAT IS YOUR NOTP?

i don’t think i have one, aside you know, the obvious statements about ships that are toxic by nature such as pedophilic ships, incestuous ships and the sort. not that i don’t ship toxic stuff, no, but... there’s a degree of toxicity in those dynamics that mimics real life abuse that certainly is far too distasteful to me.

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?

interact with me some then drop me a concept and work on it with me, i suppose! gods know most of my ships have legitimately hours of discord / im discussion built on, from silly aus to long ass metas.

tagged by: stole it from @hedonisthemomancer​ tagging: anyone who wants to do this, ayyyy.

[hazohazahazbro]

Long Day: Part I / Haz drabble

Pairing: Haz x Reader

Featuring: Harrison Osterfield

Warning: light smut

Request - I need more Haz smut babe

ok the smut i write is usually low key so please don’t expect this to be like total smut cause it probably won’t be

xx

The door shut behind you as you stepped into the apartment. Today had been a decent day at work, but your feet were killing you and you had slipped on the sidewalk. By standers were of no help, and the icy weather that hit Toronto was not friendly. 

“Ow,” the croak came out as you placed your bag on the floor. Your ass had taken the fall and now it ached every time you took a step. 

“(F/N)?” Harrison’s voice called from further in the apartment. You looked up from the floor and watched as your boyfriend came around the corner. 

“Hey, babe.” You attempted to smile but it came out as a grimace. Your body screamed as you stood straight, wincing and falling backward against the wall, only making your body scream further.

“Hey, woah.” Harrison moved swiftly as he came to stand beside you, his hands placing themselves on your waist, squeezing slightly - soothing your ache by the smallest. “Are you alright?” He asked, his eyes searching your face for the answer to your discomfort. 

“My body has taken a beating today.” You tried to laugh, but it came out as an uncomfortable choke and you stared up at Harrison in a disoriented smile. His brows furrowed in concern.

“What? Who was beating you? What?” He stared at you, first in concern and then in disbelief and worry. “Who was it (F/N)?” He asked again. Your hand found his shoulder and you gave it a weak squeeze.

“No, no.” You said, cutting of his questions. “My shoes suck, and I slipped on the sidewalk.” Harrison’s expression softened back to concern. 

“I see now.” His voice was light as he started to move his arms around your waist further, and then somehow maneuvered themselves to take off your wet jacket. It came off easily, though you tried your best to not move as many muscles as you could. “My clumsy girl, what’re we gonna do with you?” He asked, with a small laugh.

“Tie me to a bed post.” You blurted out in a mumble. Harrison stopped his movement of helping you to the living room and stared down at you. Your eyes, which were wide in disbelief, stared back at him.

“What?” He asked.

“What?” You answered. Both of you staring at each other with the same, confused expression. 

“Did you just-?” Harrison started.

“No, nope.” You shook your head, which made your spine start to freak out. You grimaced once again, making Harrison stare back down at your aching body.

“Huh, right. Okay,” he huffed, shaking his head. “Do you want a massage? I feel like that might help.” He suggested. Your head turned from a shake to a nod.

“Oh, yes please.” You agreed as Harrison wrapped his arms around you, lifting your feet from the floor. One arm was under your legs and the other supported your back. Harrison carried you through the hall and to the living room, placing you slowly onto the couch. It ached in your buttocks and you were pretty sure that he could tell.

“Wow, you must’ve really fell.” Harrison commented, his hands no longer touching your body and you became oddly cold. 

“Well, the gravity hates me.” You said sarcastically, glaring at the couch before looking back up at your boyfriend.

“What happened? He cheat on you?” Harrison queried, giving you a pouty look.

“No actually. And what’s with sexualising gravity?” You asked. Harrison raised his hands in defense.

“Woah, no sexualising over here. It was just a comment-” You snorted, making Harrison look at you and glare.

“You’re such a pain in my ass.” He said with a smile. 

“The only pain is in my ass, which needs to be tended to.” You whined, making Harrison laugh further. 

“Okay, love.” He said. Harrison moved toward you as you lay awkwardly on the couch. He maneuvered your body so you could lay on your side, your legs on his lap, and his hands on your waist - which instantly soothed that part of your body. 

 The TV had been playing The Office the entire time, and you could finally zone in on what was happening. Harrison’s hands worked themselves slowly against your body, making you close your eyes at the feeling. His hands always brought you some sort of comfort. They were much bigger than yours, soft, yet manly. In there large, manly way, they were gentle against your butt. Harrison worked from one side of your body to the other, the best he could as you laid on your side. Soft moans came from you, without you even realizing it. 

“(F/N),” Harrison mumbled. You turned your head at his voice, hearing the groan that came with it. His eyes were glowing blue as he stared down at you. 

You knew what he was going to say, you could feel him underneath your legs. Your body was feeling like it was floating from the massage, but you knew it wouldn’t be long before Harrison caved into your moans. His own groan of your voice made you feel the ache in a different spot of your body.

“H-how about a bath?” Harrison asked. His voice was deep and you could hear his want in it. 

“A bath? Yeah.” You answered, your body agreeing immediately to the thought. 

“Yeah? Great, I’ll go run the water.” Harrison said, leaning over to kiss your forehead, and giving your butt one last squeeze. You laughed at the feeling before Harrison left the couch and jogged to the bathroom. Your eyes watched him, enjoying the site of his backside. He was so lean to you, since you were so short. 

Your boyfriend returned in five minutes, his face lit up in a dorky smile. He didn’t say anything as he helped you to your feet. Your body ached as he helped you to the bathroom.

“I feel so crippled.” You whined, making Harrison laugh. His laughter vibrated from beside you, his one arm wrapped around the backside of your body, bringing support to your body.

The two of you made your way into the bathroom, the steam that rose from the hot water brought you a new feeling. Harrison’s arms continued to hold onto you as he undressed you. Your eyes watched him intently as he did so. 

Harrison watched you with intense blue eyes as you crawled into the tub. It was one of those large jet tubs that could probably fit five people. You weren’t exactly sure why your boyfriend bought an apartment with such a big bath, but at a time like this - you weren’t going to question him. 

As you slowly sunk into the soothing bubbles, Harrison raised a questioning brow at you, making you bite your bottom lip.

“Are you going to join me?” You asked, peering up at Harrison with wide eyes. He visibly gulped. 

“Y-yes.” He stuttered. Quickly, hastily, he undid his buttons on his shirt and pulled off his pants. You watched him in all his nudity as he climbed into the hot water with you. 

Harrison sat across from you, the both of you breathing heavily as the hot water still rose from the tap and the steam enveloped the bathroom. His legs brushed yours lightly, sending tingles up your leg and to your spine. You couldn’t feel the ache in your butt anymore. From the massage to the hot water, all of your pain had eased and now all you wanted was him.

“Why haven’t we done this before?” Harrison asked curiously. His eyes scanning the bubbles. You stared at him in adoration. The steam had matted his hair to his forehead and you had a glimpse of him on top of you.

Shaking your head from your dirty thoughts, you swatted the bubbles in front you. “I don’t know. It never really crossed my mind.” 

“There’s jets.” Harrison said, peering at the tubs button system. “Do you want jets? It might help your soreness.” He added, turning to admire you for a moment. You nodded your head slowly, wondering how this would turn out. 

You thought on that for a moment while Harrison played around with the tub system. You never really thought of bath tub sex. You’d heard of shower sex, and once or twice you and Harrison had showered together - but never really got far enough for shower sex. It mostly was in the bedroom and sometimes the living room, and once in the kitchen. Not that you meant for that to happen. Really. But both of you liked to keep it away from the bathroom. Since your bathroom was small and kind of reminded you of an airplanes bathroom, it never really brought you into the ‘mood’. 

But now, you sat in a bunch of hot bubbles, with your wet, naked boyfriend across from you. 

The jets suddenly turned on with a small “Aha!” From Harrison. The feeling brought another wave of relief through your body and you enjoyed every second of it. Harrison sat back down across from you.

“I didn’t think this through, because wine would go very good with this right about now.” Harrison stated, displaying his empty hand and fake-drinking wine. It made you snort, and you tried to cover it up with a cough but failed miserably. 

He smiled over at you, his legs brushing yours once again. The feeling once again struck you with a new feeling. It was something about a bath with your significant other that brought this over whelming feeling to you. 

“What?” Harrison asked, his smile was still delicately placed on his soft features. It melted you further into the tub. You were devoured by so many feelings you couldn’t think straight.

You didn’t bother answering Harrison as you crossed the tub. The jets were still on full blast and it only made more bubbles. Harrison’s eyes widened as you reached him. Your body hovered over his and without warning, your lips crashed into his. He reacted instantly. His hands found your sides and pulled your body against his. It was something new to the both of you and it was exhilarating.

uhm so im ending it there. its like not even smut but im like dead ass tired and if you want a good smut then i gotta be more awake. 

so please hold out until my part II thanks.

really tho. i’ve ranted this whole thing. its garbage and im so sorry.

xx

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Prompt List II: (x)

MASTERLIST: (x)

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get to know me tag

RULES: ANSWER THESE 88 QUESTIONS AND TAG 20 PEOPLE (mini rant: why do these thing always request 20 people to tag. i dont even know ten people pls let me breathe) **I keep the rant cause seriously I don't even know 20 people irl not in the tumblr world**

tagged by @in-theory (and im really sorry for being so late, like a month has passed but well okay im doing this lol)

tagging : @vxplln @anastassiamlt @teh-panda @itsthewonderfulworldofsu @inkyblacksky

THE LAST:

1. DRINK: water probably it's summer lol

2. PHONE CALL: my dad

3. TEXT MESSAGE: κλαιω ήθελα να πω (greek)

4. SONG YOU LISTENED TO: My Neighbor Totoro ending song

5. THE TIME YOU CRIED: I don't even remember. I think last weekend watching the Judgment at Nuremberg (1961)

HAVE YOU:

6. DATED SOMEONE TWICE: not even once

7. KISSED SOMEONE AND REGRETTED IT: nah

8. BEEN CHEATED ON: everything here is going to be a no, ( I keep this answer by @in-theory cause seriously gurl I feel the same)

9. LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL: idk what you mean by that. So im gonna answer yeah

10. BEEN DEPRESSED: hell yeah what I was doing the whole winter? 

11. GOTTEN DRUNK AND THROWN UP: im not sure abt getting drunk but I haven't thrown up from alcohol. Alcohol is my friend

TOP 3 FAVORITE COLORS

12. That's tough

13. seriously though

14. I can't even tell them apart at times, but I like the colors of sunset

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. MADE NEW FRIENDS: AHA AND IM HAPPY ABT THAT

16. FALLEN OUT OF LOVE: nah prob. I haven't fallen in, how can I fall out?

17. LAUGHED UNTIL YOU CRIED: seriously I don't remember. I remember this time. I couldn't breathe from laughing too hard. I had just discovered a new laugh which was like HIHIHIHIIHIIIHIHHIHHIHHHHIIIIIIIIIHIHIHIIHI and I didn't even remember what I was laughing at cause everyone (included me) just laughed with my new laugh lol. But idk if it was this year. Maybe some other time that i don’t remember now cause well i have the memory of a fish

18. FOUND OUT SOMEONE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU: what

19. MET SOMEONE WHO CHANGED YOU: maybe???idk

20. FOUND OUT WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE: im still through that tbh

21. KISSED SOMEONE ON YOUR FACEBOOK LIST: what is even a fb list?

GENERAL

22. HOW MANY OF YOUR FACEBOOK FRIENDS DO YOU KNOW IN REAL LIFE: welllllllllll it depends on what you mean know irl

23. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS: I wanna get a doggo but I only had fishes till now and they all dead now so yeah prob gonna delay getting the doggo till I get a house that would be comfy for him

24. DO YOU WANT TO CHANGE YOUR NAME: tbh I didn't really like that as a kid. And I would like to change it if I become an artist of any form of art

25. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOU LAST BIRTHDAY: my sis got me presents and we went to a nice café-bar, and some other time we got some pizzas with ma friends

26. WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP: eight o’ clock 

27. WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT: watching the Russian boy who looked like a real-life anime dancing folklore and I tell you he was fineee

28. NAME SOMETHING YOU CAN’T WAIT FOR: life

29. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR MOM: before 3 hrs or something

30. WHAT IS ONE THING YOU WISH YOU COULD CHANGE IN YOUR LIFE: my character. And my hobbies. Like sometimes I really wish I had been in some athletic team or dance team, be a little more sociable a lil stronger. ANyway

31. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW: Put My Hands On You by Dean ft. Anderson Paak (please do babe, i want that too)

32. HAVE YOU EVER TALKED TO A PERSON NAMED TOM: Nah

33. SOMETHING THAT IS GETTING ON YOUR NERVES: people, me included

LOST QUESTIONS

34. MOLE(S): everywhere but I think the ones that come more to my mind is a huge one that is above of my left ear and thankful my hair cover it, then one in my right wrist and one left of my nose

35. MARK(S): stretch marks everywhere

36. CHILDHOOD DREAM: ha I prob changed them every week, but I think that actress was the final one cause I found out as a kid that in this way I could be everything I wanted and change profession with every different movie/series I got myself into

37. HAIR COLOR: brown 

38. LONG OR SHORT HAIR: now short

39. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE: *laughs* what’s a crush **(sorry babe gonna keep that as well cause yeah same)**

40. WHAT DO YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: i’m confident at my dreams and goals

41. PIERCINGS: nah 

42. BLOODTYPE: A I think 

43. NICKNAME(S): squidie, agg, ang, bro

44. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: IM SINGLE af 

45. ZODIAC: cancer but who cares

46. PRONOUNS: she/her

47. FAVORITE TV SHOW: Friends (American), It’s okay that’s love (Korean) (UGGHHHH THIS IS HARD OMG REPLY 1988 TOO OKAY?) and Είσαι το ταίρι μου (Greek)

48. TATTOOS: nah, how could i decide where to put it and what to write/draw, nahhh

49. RIGHT OR LEFT HAND: right

50. SURGERY: not yet

51. HAIR DYED A DIFFERENT COLOR: no

52. SPORT: does eating count?

53. VACATION: Nisiros-10 and Skopelos D-24

54. PAIR OF TRAINERS: got me some converse and a pair of vans but converse is next level I tell ya 

MORE GENERAL

55. EATING: haven’t eaten since i woke up probably won’t eat until noon

56. DRINKING: more water lol

57. I’M ABOUT TO: Watch a movie prob or go for a walk

58. WAITING FOR: Awesome summer to start even on August

59. WANT: to travel back in time and become friends with Bogey and Bacall 

60. GET MARRIED: who knows what life has for me? im too young to know

61. CAREER: nobody knows, maybe i will become a millionaire,maybe i will become another jobless person, maybe i will sell tomatoes and pancakes and cookies in flea market

 62. HUGS OR KISSES: Both actually

63. LIPS OR EYES: heart, sorry i never (after middle school, cause we don’t speak of the time before shhhh) really cared abt specific characteristics on people. I mean, he could have the most beautiful eyes/lips i have set my eyes on and i could be not attracted by him. Idk im weird

64. SHORTER OR TALLER: taller cause well im 1,64 m, and idk i just need his height to tell me HUG ME IM A HUGSIE PERSON (I know im weird, that’s why i have few friends)

65. OLDER OR YOUNGER: now older. but idk generally i don’t think i would have a problem with younger people

66. NICE ARMS OR NICE STOMACH: i’m a hoe for arms oh dear God mercy

67. SENSITIVE OR LOUD: loud people because i am quiet and reserved so yeah this is abt what person i am or which kind of people i like? well it doesn’t matter cause well idk abt sensitive, but im not and neither im attracted to loud people

68. HOOK UP OR RELATIONSHIP: relationship

69. TROUBLEMAKER OR HESITANT: im 10000% hesitant and i would like a troublemaker to have a lil fun sometime

HAVE YOUR EVER:

70. KISSED A STRANGER: no

71. DRANK HARD LIQUOR: no

72. LOST GLASSES/CONTACT LENSES: like 8737918731432867 times

73. TURNED SOMEONE DOWN: well. . . maybe?im not sure abt that

74. SEX ON THE FIRST DATE: no

75. BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART: no

76. HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN: does elementary school count?

77. BEEN ARRESTED: no

78. CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED: yes

79. FALLEN FOR A FRIEND: i don’t think i have male friends (like real friends, to talk at least once a month and really care abt each other) and i never actually had

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

80. YOURSELF: im a magic fairy, who doesn’t believe in them? my specialty is to make everyone sad lol

81. MIRACLES: yes

82. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: okay im still not over that ice cream, why do you keep reminding me of that *sobs* it was my first love *tears fall* when we set our eyes on each other *mess* *somebody sto0p me please*

83. SANTA CLAUS: well i believe in Santa Claus in the way i believe in all other Santas

84. KISS ON THE FIRST DATE: is this something to believe in?

85. ANGELS: yes

86. CURRENT BEST FRIENDS NAME(S): anastassia, maryam, i think that’s it

OTHER

87. EYECOLOR: dark brown

88. FAVORITE MOVIE: Mamma Mia (2008) (judge all you want but it never fails on making me happy), Philadelphia Story (1940) (come on this movie is just amazing i love it). Im not sure abt favorite, but i really liked It’s a Wonderful Life (1946), cause it made me rethink my priorities in life and it certainly demands a re-watch. In abt a month i think many many more will be added to this list hopefully

OMG I DID IT YEY