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[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

Feelings Thawed

Character; Cater Diamond

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, pining, ice skating (to various degrees of success)

Word Count; 650+

Author's Note; This is a present/thank you to my mutual @i-like-forgs. I hope you enjoy this ice skating scene with Cater, and that you get to skate soon!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The brisk wind bit at your nose, and you pulled up your scarf, trying to keep away the offending wind. Around you it was a winter wonderland, all made possible in the temperate conditions thanks to Cater, who was filming you skating around on the frozen pond’s surface.

“You know,” you hollered, making sure that you caught his attention, “you should join me! It’s fun!” You came to a stop by the pond’s edge, where Cater was standing with a large thermos.

Cater just shot you a wink, handing you the thermos. “This is for you though, silly!” 

He was deflecting, you could tell; behind that bright and cheery smile that he always seemed to wear around others, you knew when there was something off with Cater. You accepted the thermos though, and took a sip of the spicy apple cider, still piping hot.

You gave him a look and pulled lightly on his coat sleeve. “Yes, but it’s more fun with others, come on Cater!” You stepped back onto the ice, and slowly skated near him, waiting with an eager smile.

He looked at you, and then back at the ice, but he stayed standing in the light snow, shooting you that smile. “But I can’t take photos if I’m out there with you!” He scratched at the back of his neck.

Liar. “Cater,” you looped back around and stepped onto the bank, balancing on your skates, “do you not know how to skate?”

Cater’s smile turned sheepish, and his ‘ahahaha, looks like my gig is up’ chuckle made its appearance. He had been found out. “Never got the chance to,” he hid his face slightly in his scarf, either to keep the cold at bay or to hide that his cheeks were turning pink. “So I’d just slow ya down.”

You took his hand into yours, “Well, I could teach you if you wanted. Just a warning though, you’re gonna fall on your butt a lot, might get a few bruises.”

Cater looked down at your entwined hands. Mittens and gloves separated your skin from touching one another, but Cater could swear that he could feel the sensation nonetheless through the layers of fabric.

“You would? Even if I pull you down with me?” 

The last question wasn’t just about the ice skating; Cater didn’t want to force you to do anything that you didn’t want to… and that included being his friend. His heart seemed to whisper stronger emotions though, but he didn’t want to ruin what the two of you had.

You walked him out to the ice, and the both of you swiftly fell down on the ice, hard. But you just laughed and got right back up again, “Well, we did just fall. There isn’t anything scary about falling down; yes it stings and might leave a gnarly bruise, but in order to move forward we have to fall and get back up. So yes, is what I guess I’m saying.”

Cater looked up at you, the sun illuminating you and the snow glittered behind you. You were holding your hand out again, waiting for him. And Cater took your hand. 

It took him a while to get the hang of it, and he fell down quite a bit, but every time he fell down you helped him back up. And by the time that the sun was setting in the west, the both of you were cold, and both were going to wake up tomorrow with some bruises. It was fun though, which is all that mattered… but that whisper in Cater’s heart was by now singing, and maybe he would listen to it, but for now, he was happy with how the way things were, and he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, especially with how much you had smiled today. Your smile and knowing that you had fun with him was enough.

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Tags; @eynnwwyjth, @ithseem, @krenenbaker, @silvers-numberonefan, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii

[canisalbus]

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[lil-beanz000]

Give me a better trio, you cant~ these 3 always will win in ma heart! Sketch Com~ @sha-biest

[sscieloz]

how about… as a gift… a treat even… un regalo some would say… for the 1k special, how about … part four of the sunday afternoon shenanigans series (idk if the series has a name, my apologies if so for not referencing it)… no sé piénsalo… also love ur works!!! so well deserved! excited to see what you keep coming up with!!!

IM SO SORRY ABT THAT SERIES NONNIE bc the next 2 works of it have already been like decided they’ve js been rotting on my drafts for so long😔 ning’s draft has been sitting half done for like 3 months alr but i shall GET TO IT

[lumibye]

⸻ helloo , it might be my birthday todayy 🎉

i don't really have much to say as i've never been the biggest fan of my birthday but i get to celebrate with him so yayy 🫶 🩵 💙

art : ai.itaii - ( vgen )

[virescent-v]

Can you do a "on your knees" smut prompt?

Like a Prayer

A/N: I don't know what this is, but I'm happy with it I think? But mostly, I hope this is what you wanted! It's super short, but that feels right? Idk dude, it's all about the vibes today and I'm just rolling with it.

Word Count: 663 Warnings: it's smut lol but it's not as...detailed as some of my other stuff hehehe

Panting breaths, clashing teeth, pushing, pulling. 

Stumbling over each other and the trail of clothes you were leaving, you and Emily bumped into the wall outside of her bedroom. Her hands tangled in your hair, pulling your head back to give her room to attach her lips to your neck. 

Each breath you took felt like a fire in your lungs, like your chest was going to collapse in on itself. 

Leaving dark marks on your neck, Emily’s lips traveled back up, catching yours in a heated embrace. Breaking apart for air, Emily took your hand and led you into the bedroom. 

At the edge of her bed, her eyes caught yours, while her hands wrapped around your hips, her thumbs rubbing the skin exposed between your shirt and pants. You could feel the intensity of her gaze burning into you, a precursor for the mood of the night, a culmination of the heat that’s built up all evening. 

“On your knees for me,” she commanded.

You held her gaze as you slowly slunk to the floor, trailing your hands down her torso and legs, rubbing circles on her toned thighs. The soft click of the zipper as each part of the chain came loose echoed in your ears, heightening each ebb of arousal that coursed through you. 

The brush of fabric down Emily’s legs caused her to sigh, the kisses to her thighs caused her to whimper. The skim of your nose against her coarse curls as you breathed in her smell, her arousal for you, made her tilt her head back and shudder. 

“Eyes on me, Em.” 

Tilting her head back down, her eyes a shade darker, her hand tangled in your hair at the top of your head. 

With held eye contact, Emily guided your face toward her pussy. 

Emily’s eyelids fluttered at the first contact of your tongue on her clit, the soft, slow swirls causing her hips to jerk towards you. With each pass of your tongue, her eyes became seemingly darker, more hooded, a challenge to continue watching you. 

As you got into a rhythm, Emily’s hips started rolling into you, matching the pace you were setting. The movement of your mouth against Emily was making her let out the most delicious noises; groans, sighs, and guttural whimpers that had you moaning against her, the vibrations pushing her closer and closer to the edge. 

Switching it up to extend her pleasure, you started licking broad strokes against her, gathering as much of her essence as you could, the heady flavor driving you crazy. Getting your fill of her, you tossed one of her legs over your shoulder, opening her up further to you. Bringing up your fingers, you entered her, causing her to bend forward in bliss. 

Using your two fingers, you thrusted in and out, making sure to hit the spongy spot inside of Emily that always made her cry out. You loved feeling how wet she got for you, how tight her cunt would clamp down on your fingers as she started to reach her peak. Each thrust that brought her closer made Emily’s fingers tighten in your hair, pulling it to an almost uncomfortable pain. 

Her hips continued to grind against your face, as if she was starting to use you for her pleasure. It would’ve felt greedy, but you wanted her to use you, to take from you as much as you wanted to give.

As Emily came, her legs shaking against the side of your head, you held onto her to stop her from falling, but to drag out her orgasm until she started to push you away before becoming too sensitive.  

Miraculous, all consuming, addictive. The only words that encapsulated how you felt each time you made her cum. 

Getting on your knees for Emily felt powerful, almost religious, like a prayer to a god you didn’t believe in. 

It almost made you a believer, devout at the altar of her.

[moeblob]

son boy raccoon trash can man suffering in a dnd au as a cleric bc his warlock will not stop committing murders and he has to keep coming up with reasons murder is valid to convince the gm its fine and under control

[pequodyaoi]

I'm just the way that the doctor made me

[wanderingaldecaldo]

📸 @breezypunk | comm detes

It's just a matter of time, no one gets out alive And I'm content, I'm content, I'm content to be quiet ▶

[flowerakatsuka]

does kuroba have an assigned sanrio? possibly nana and hisoka too 👀?

hehe i was hoping i'd get this question!! i think sweetcoron would be a cute match for kuroba since he was born in a field of clovers and lotus, ( also he's super underappreciated despite being so precious. ) i also tried giving them a design to fit in with the sanrio matsu merch bc why the hell not?

big challenges is an honorary character assigned to kuroba, i feel like they'd like him since they really love reptiles. also, greem.

as for my other ocs, ( i decided to throw kuroba's siblings in here, too ) — corocorokuririn is a perfect match for nana to me, they have very similar vibes. for rika, i think my sweet piano is a good fit.

i actually had some trouble figuring out who'd be a good fit for hisoka, but since i assigned pochacco to keshiki, i think choppy, ( pochacco's best friend, ) would be cute for him.

[mintytealfox]

For some strange reason I can feel like if Norton and Alice had a daughter, she would become a land surveyor or a cartographer.

It would be a unique blending of Alice and Norton.

Oh my HEAAARRTTTTTTTTT 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞 AAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

a DAUGHTER ;w; aawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww~

Her having a job that requires travel and studying the land ;w; -Norton being grateful her job is ABOVE GROUND and not underground -Alice pleased she has found something she LOVES and gets to travel~ -Norton being relieved he taught her how to survive out in the wilderness cause its come in clutch SEVERAL times already 👀 -And Alice pleased she taught her how to get through any conversation and able to stand her ground when necessary ;w; (and BREAKING AND ENTERING, picking locks the whole 9-yards to breaking and entering LOL)

GOSH I LOVE NOTALICE BABIES AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

[waywardstation]

I've been meaning to post this for about a week lol...but I just wanted to say THANK YOU to @waywardstation for the wonderful Subway Boss keychain! It looks fantastic! And very well made! I can't wait to clip it onto a bag, but for now, I have it displayed proudly on my corkboard 😁

I also wanna say thank you for your kind comments on my Sept-Ingo drawing for the family prompt! I was so excited to see your avatar pop up in my reblogs!! I really love your work, so it really made my day :D

AH!! You’re welcome, but thank YOU for wanting to purchase it, and for supporting my shop!! I’m so happy you like it!! :)

And ahh, of course!! It means a lot to know you appreciated the comments! I’ve been a bit shy about interacting lately but genuinely love seeing your work in the submas tag, hope to continue seeing it and wanna do my best to leave comments!! :)

[lunarflux]

Hi, I've been wondering what's the opinion of my fave's on something regarding Aemond; do you think he'd be capable of being in a genuinely loving relationship? I've seen someone else saying he wouldn't, because he sees vulnerability and love as a weakness and thus the relationship would always be an abusive one, with Aemond pulling away/pushing the person away or even becoming violent whenever he feels like he's being vulnerable or has lost the control over the situation. What do you think? That he's incapable of healing and having a loving relationship or that he could overcome this trauma and allow himself to be vulnerable and loved without resorting to pulling away, violence, or control? (I'd personally like to think he could, especially because of how much he seems to crave love.)

So, would Aemond be capable of being in a loving relationship - yes and no.

I don't believe it can be just any relationship because he has to find value in something in order to respect it whether it be in a personal way or as a formality. If Aemond were to be in a relationship with someone who isn't emotionally sound, individualistic, and also self-serving, then no, he would not ever be able to be "loving."

In the same breath, I don't think that "loving" for Aemond would look very romantic in the classic sense. It would be a very intense, passionate relationship where few words are shared and more is inferred based on physical cues and subtle reactions. He doesn't come off as having a Dismissive/Avoidant attachment style because typically those people actually do show happy reactions and affection before it becomes too overwhelming and have that "I need to leave before they leave me" thought.

Aemond seems like the type to just take a very painfully long time before absolutely committing, and if that doesn't work out because he decides this person can't be trusted or is bringing him and his goals down in some way, it would take an even longer time before he chooses someone else. He would spend most of his time deciding the person's worth and their value to him. He'd be quick to discard, but not in a rush to replace.

He's very meticulous and very logical, so when his goals are all self-serving and are for the sake of his future / his goals come first before anything and anyone, he would only allow himself to be paired with someone who elevates him, doesn't make him feel lesser, can stand on their own, and ultimately, has their own goals that don't interfere with his. This person would need to have goals that don't intersect with his at all, but compliment his in the long run.

If in a relationship, his affection would be subtle in public, shown through a general presence to show possession, and very intense in private. This person would be the only one who was "given the privilege" of seeing him this way, and even then, I'd say it'd take a very long time before it ever evolves into him verbalizing how he feels as opposed to just showing it.

Personally, I do see feelings as a weakness, but emotions are also your most powerful manipulation tool - and that goes both ways. What circumstances would allow someone like Aemond to allow himself to be manipulated and held captive by his own emotions? So, for someone like Aemond to allow one person to be privy to his emotions, he would absolutely treat this person with respect as long as there is mutual pushback, reassurance, pride (in themselves and him), and loyalty (towards their goal, his goal, and himself). He doesn't ruthlessly dish out violence; there's been a chain of reactions that led to it or it was seen as obligation. If he chose someone, I don't think he'd be abusive. This person would just need to be painfully patient and willing to - not necessarily "wait" - but allow him to decide how he wants to accept them instead of them working for it. Because if they work for it, he'd see it as desperation and not worthy of his attention.

All that said, he would be capable of a relationship, but it would have to be with someone who wouldn't ever care about being his priority. They would need to be content as his "shadow" or by his side knowing that through him, they'd be elevated. They'd need to crave power as much as he does but never want to be above him, and they'd have to view "justice" and "worth" in the same way. Two powerful people can be in a relationship with a lot of intensity only if they never seek to repress the other. It'd be a mutually beneficial partnership. Probably less romantic than what most would seek, but for those who really do prioritize their personal goals over everything else, a partner is someone who satiates what they can't get (or take) from anyone or anything else which would be physical and very private intimacy.

Think of it like "I don't need you. You know I don't need you. I chose you, and I don't choose people often. I'm choosing you knowing I can live without you but have decided not to."

[dontfrickindoxme]

Hey this ask doesn't really matter I just wanna say that your human Uzi and N are just so

Yknow?

I'm a bisexual and your art is good is what I'm trying to say

aaa ✨️💛✨️ ty!! I draw almost entirely just to serve my fellow bi (and trans) peeps

[startistdoodles]

Drawing Box Submissions Part 1

I'm having SO much fun going through all the submissions, here are the first 30! Some of them inspired me to do some doodles too, so I will put them at the end in a reblog :)

[splatoon-names]

(Cant post a picture as an anon but here it is,hope you enjoy)

Thank you !!! I love the title and the grizz sticker to boot hehe. I saved it and I'll put it up as the banner sometimes tomorrow !

I'm unsure if you want me to post this or not since you aren't anon anymore, hmu again if you want me to delete this!