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[birdsigns]

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ~ amanda rollins

amanda shivered on daphne's doorstep, the surface of her skin laced with the fire of shame and malt whiskey. the past few nights had not treated her kindly, having swept her up in the wake of a fateful anniversary. it had been three years to the day since it happened — and even with all her study and survey of criminal behavior, amanda was still no closer to finding her sister. she was no believer in state punishment, but amanda needed answers to make herself whole again. every day, the ordeal of standing before a roomful of undergraduates chipped away at the fragile space she once held for hope. time seemed to take on a new distance and meaning as the memory of her sister's face began to dull around the edges. only the lull of the drink and the sweet respite of the playing cards could soothe amanda's roiling mind. slurring, she mumbled: "classes tomorrow... can't be fucked — none of it makes a real difference, anyway. they won't know until they're out there, and by then it'll be too late..."

open for: m (romantic), any (platonic, familial) with: daphne vaughn (40, english professor) plot: ym showed up to daphne's place drunk and upset about something.

"you smell like a winery, look a bit rough, too." daphne's eyes trailed down the other, judgement clear and loud in her expression. "come on, come inside before someone sees you, what's wrong?"

[amaranth]

matt price

[yanderemommabean]

Pixie was checking in on me this morning so she’s checking in on you guys too!

-Mommabean

[loveisinthebat]

Yes Hello?

[sleepyzuku]

A nice, warm bowl of soup for you, dear neighbour! Brought to you by the one and only… Wally Darling！

A few other sketches I did today! (On a magma with a friend!)

Based off one of clowns posts, (i think!)

[blinder-secrets]

genuinely nothing could have prepared me for cillian tits at a nolan premiere

[proxythe]

when ur so scared u start serving face

[pepperpepi]

hi guys i got back into fnaf can you tell

[cloudzoro]

You're cuddled up against your boyfriend, Tsukishima, as a christmas movie neither of you are paying attention to plays in the background. When you look up at him you see he's already staring at you. His soft side is reserved for select people, so seeing the smile on his face as he gazes at you makes your stomach twist.

“You ok?” you ask when he refuses ro look away from you. He answers your question with one of his own.

“When did you first fall in love with me?”

The question shocks you so take a moment to think. There's been so many moments over the last few years when you've realised how much love you have in your heart for this man. There is one, from before you were even together, that stands out to you.

“A few weeks after we first met”

“that soon?” he asks.

“are you saying you didn't fall in love with me quickly?” you responded in mock offence.

“no, I fell in love with you at first sight,” he says, completely serious. The firm statement silences your dramatics immediately. “but I was such an asshole when we first met, I thought it would've taken you a lot longer to warm up to me”

He's not entirely wrong but you shake your head and he wordlessly turns off the television to prove to you that he's paying attention. You shift to get a little more comfortable before you start the story of the day you fell for him.

You set up to start working in the cafe on your university campus, you hear a pair of footsteps approach the counter and turn to see Tsukishima leaning on it.

"I know your shift doesn't start for another 10 minutes but can I please can I get a coffee or something, I'm exhausted" he looks as if he were attempting to look cool and intimidating but he's failing miserably. He stumbles over his words and almost loses his balance as his arm slips on the counter. He turns red in embarrassment but you think he looks cute. The nervous dork is way more appealing to you than the cold asshole - even if the whole tsundere thing is hot.

"Of course, it'll be our little secret," you say, turning to start making his drink. you're not usually this forward but you're enjoying making the stoic man flustered. "So what did you want?" At first, he mumbles, almost ashamed of his order. He usually doesn't care about the opinion of others but the idea of you laughing at him makes his stomach feel funny. When you lean a little closer to hear him, it makes his chest feel tight. He repeats his order carefully so he doesn't completely fuck up his sentence.

"I'll have a caramel iced latte," he says, waiting to see your reactions. His friends like to make fun, saying they expected him to get a black coffee and be done. You smile and nod at him before starting to line his cup with caramel sauce. He watches you make his drink with a small smile. Despite how awkward things were right now, he likes the idea of seeing you every morning.

You turn around with his drink and jokingly ask if he has a sweet tooth but the way he subtly looks you up and down when he says yes makes you nervous and you clumsily drop his drink. His eyes widen at the noise and he immediately feels bad for pathetically attempting to flirt with you. He rounds the counter, wordlessly helping you clean up. He mutters a quiet apology, fearing he made you uncomfortable but he relaxes a little when you laugh it off. You make him another drink and he insists that if you're not going to let him pay for this one then you should let him pay for the one you dropped. You cave and take his money. As he leaves you ask if he'll be here at the same time tomorrow and even though he doesn't answer, his smile says he will.

“that's it? I completely and utterly humiliated myself in front of you!” he says, pulling you from your own imagination.

“Yeah you did but it was cute. You showed me part of the real Tsukki” you coo ruffling his hair which earns you a sarcastic eye roll from your boyfriend. The action pulls a laugh from you which Tsukishima can't help but mirror. Seeing you happy makes him happy. “You are a little nerd tho” you add, provoking the blonde to playfully wrestle you onto your back. He raises his eyebrow as a dare to try pushing him even further but you just simply decide to ask him a question instead.

“Did you really fall in love with me at first sight?” you ask. His cheeks flush red as he averts his gaze.

“As soon as you walked through the classroom door I was a goner” he says, putting his weight on you so he could hide his face in your neck. You're about to respond when the alarm you set buzzes signalling it's midnight. The date flashes on your lock screen and you look up at your boyfriend with a grin on your face. “Merry Christmas, Baby” he says leaning in to kiss you.

“Merry Christmas Kei”

[hungharrington]

no thoughts head empty just steve being completely fucked out and pussy drunk that he's rambling and shaking as he fusses to line his cock with your entrance because he's just so goddamn desperate to be inside you!! ugh

- 🪐 heading to bed hope u have a good day :)

drooling at the very thought… you all know by now that i like my men whiney and god, if steve wouldn’t be all whiney by this stage. there’s a tremble in his thighs as you sit atop him, your silky folds just soaking his cock, wet enough that you’ve been pleasurably sidetracked because fuck, when you roll your hips that way your clit catches on the head of his cock and sparks of pleasure catch in your stomach. it’s warm in his room. your hands are planted on his chest as you rock back and forth, chasing your own pleasure, it takes a particularly loud whimper from steve to realise you’ve pushed him over into completely pussy drunk :( he’s just so worked up :( so fucking hard beneath you and it’s so so good and not fucking enough. “pleasepleaseplease” he begs, eyes scrunched closed in a poor attempt to keep himself together, but when you’re so wet and hot and dripping over his cock it drives him mad, “please honey, y’gotta— y’gotta let me put it in :( she’s just crying for it, please” and he drags your hips forward with his hands, letting your hear just how turned on your are, how absolutely soaked you’re getting his cock- and how can you refuse that pouty little face? you shift up, lifting one knee so you perch on the bed beside him and in the same moment you sink down, steve’s sitting up and pouncing— he hovers above you, a bulging bicep from his tense forearm pressed into the bedsheets beside your head and the kiss he gives you is searing, burning, pure lust melted into his love. he leans back, one hand trailing down your thigh to push it out, spreading you wider and beginning to line himself up. normally he’s such a tease, all tantalising taps of his heavy cock on your clit to make you squirm but tonight he fumbles for a moment, torn up in the hot wet heat of your cunt that the moment he can inch in, he’s sliding all the way in with a gutteral groan, head bowed as he tries not to cum too soon :( then it’s all, “thankyouthankyou,” as he finally starts to fuck you, already all fucked out :) 

[wejustvibing]

oh ♥️

[casserpillarr]

Hello!! i'll be posting art and animations and such :D (might only be tf2 bc.. it has kind of overtaken my brain.. oopsie)

[jackietaylorsghost]

YELLOWJACKETS: 202. Edible Complex ➙ 204. Old Wounds      

[d-lanx]

[hemlock-philosophy]

Set free by me be my selfie!