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[deartouya]

Hello! If you're comfy with it - Inumaki Toge × Kai? 🐚 (If not, that's totally, 100% okay!) I hope you have a lovely day!💕

kai x inumaki;

the siren and the local. sirens are dangerous, any fisherman or sailor in town would warn you so. but you're no fisherman and he thinks you're incredibly endearing. he only watches you at first, perched among the rocks as you peel fruits and watch the sea, piling pretty shells and half-dollars by your blanket. they start showing up more often, the shells and starfish and sand dollars--deep sea ones, all perfectly piled where you normally sit. it's odd when you finally do see him, a supposedly dangerous and jagged creature full of soft smiles as he eagerly eats the slices of tangerine and apples you offer.

[kiochisato]

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[allisluv]

this is definitely not inspired by a recent dream of mine

if you had a wet dream about finnick odair. GOD IF YOU HAD ONE ... the first thing you feel when you wake up in the semi-darkness of your room, your eyes squinting at his still sleeping figure, would be SHAME. you just feel miserable because you feel like you're like these capitol's citizens who are unable to see past his divine beauty </3

you go to get a glass of water, and wake up with finnick, half asleep, in the doorway, concern on his face. you don't want to tell him directly what is the cause of your awakening but we all know that he will manage to get the words out of you.

he does not blame you for a moment. "you should see my dreams about you", he says without a care and leaves you speechless. and then ... the dream becomes reality <3

he wears the most smug look after + says something like "i bet it was better than that dream"

— 🫀

dreams.

summary: finnick takes care of you after an... imaginative dream

a/n: hi hi hi! i've never written smut before so constructive criticism is welcome just please don't be mean because i will cry (fr) thank you anon for your request + i hope this lived up to expectations <3

content warnings: established relationship, porn with a little dash of plot, oral (fem!recieving), praise kink, use of the phrase good girl, unprotected p in v (please wrap it before you tap it), lots of consent and finnick being cheeky as always. oh and not proofread for the time being

pairing: finnick o'dair x fem!reader

It takes a while for you to register your surroundings when you shake yourself awake. It's dark in your room and you have to squint in order to make out Finnick's sleeping figure next to you. His chest rises and falls in shallow breaths and you're relieved that you didn't wake him.

As the dream runs through your head like an old movie, you squeeze your thighs together to get rid of the ache between your legs. Shame bubbles in your chest and bile hits the back of your throat.

Wasn't this exactly what the people in the Capitol did? Got off to the thought of him kissing his way up their bodies? You bite the inside of your cheek until you can’t focus on anything other than the metallic taste of blood flooding your mouth.

You pull the covers back and swing your legs over the side of the bed, padding across the wooden floorboards in your bare feet. Flicking on the light switch in the kitchen, you grab an empty glass before filling it with cold water from the faucet.

A pair of warm hands sneaking their way around your stomach is the first thing that you manage to register in your hazy mind. Finnick presses a kiss against the shell of your ear before asking, "What’re you doing up this early, honey?"

"Couldn't sleep," you murmur, setting the glass back onto the marble countertop. “Did I wake you?”

Finnick presses a kiss to the crown of your head as his fingers trace patterns up and down your arms. “Your side of the bed was cold. Was wondering where you'd gotten to, that's all," he shrugs and turns you around to face him. "You gonna tell me whats going on in that head of yours? Was it a bad dream?"

You slide onto the countertop and Finnick's hands instinctively fall to your hips. "Something like that," you mutter. "It's nothing."

"Doesn't sound like nothing," he prompts, gently using his thumb and index finger to tilt your head towards him. Your gaze remains glued to the wall behind him but he angles his head to catch your eye. "I need you to use your words, baby, cause I don't understand."

You shift uncomfortably on the countertop, praying that he'll drop it, (which isn't likely to happen, because Finnick O'dair is the text-book definition of stubborn). "I didn't have a bad dream."

"Then what was it?" Finnick asks, his eyebrows knitting together in a blend of confusion and concern. Warmth creeps across your cheeks. "Oh."

You try to bury your face in your hands but his reflexes are quick and he catches your wrists in between his fingers. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, baby. You should see my dreams about you," he grins proudly. "Why didn't you say something sooner, honey? Are you gonna let me take care of you?"

Goosebumps rise on your skin as your tongue runs over your lips. You nod without making a sound.

Finnick's fingers skim the lace at the bottom of your nightdress. He's teasing. "Gotta hear you use your words, baby." His hand trails higher and higher until he's tracing feather-light touches along the outline of your black underwear. "Come on, use your words for me."

Your heart beats against your ribcage as he leans down and presses a gentle kiss to your stomach. It's hard to think when your thoughts are consumed by him. He pulls your nightgown up to your hips, exposing your damp panties. His thumb toys with the hem. "Please," you whine breathlessly.

"Please what baby?" he peers up at you through his lashes. "You know I'll give you whatever you want, just need to hear you say it."

"Please fuck me."

He gives a satisfied hum and sinks to his knees in front of you. "Good girl. My gorgeous, needy girl. Am I gonna find you soaked under here?" His fingers work the soft material down your thighs. "Can I?"

"Please touch me." Your hips chase forward in search of his hand and he runs his fingers through your folds. Your eyes squeeze shut, hand balling his white shirt into your fist. "Oh my god."

He drops his hand and buries his face in your cunt, tongue easing you open as he tracks his way to your clit. Your hands find purchase in his hair and you tug hard.

"You feel so good," you scratch his scalp with your blunt nails and he moans into your cunt. Finnick reaches between your legs, his fingers feeling between your folds as he sucks on your sensitive clit. Familiar tightness was coiling in your core and, as if he could sense it, Finnick stood up.

You whined at the loss of contact but he swallowed it with a kiss. His warm hands smooth your hair out of your face and back behind your shoulders. He was always so gentle with you.

You threw your head back and he obliged by trailing wet kisses down the expanse of your neck. He hummed against your skin as you tug at the hem of his t-shirt desperately.

Finnick chuckles as you strip him of the thin cotton. You toss it to the side, not bothering to look where it lands. All you can focus on is how much you want him to fuck you.

Finnick kisses you lazily and pulls down his sweatpants and boxers in one go. You palm his bare cock and he twitches in your hand, hot and heavy. "Are you sure you're ready for me baby? I don't wanna hurt you or anything," he frowns.

You kiss the crown of his forehead and pull your nightgown over your head. The cold air nips at your bare breasts and Finnick's eyes darken at the sight. "I can handle it. Please, need to feel you."

Finnick grips your hips in his gentle hands and lines himself up with your entrance. His tongue slips into your mouth as he pushes into you with such force that the breath is knocked from your lungs. No matter how many times he fucks you, it always takes a while for you to accommodate to his size.

He presses gentle kisses to your nose and your cheeks before finally brushing his lips against yours once more. "You still with me, honey?" He brushes a hand across your forehead, wiping away the strands of hair that had gotten stuck from the sweat. "Being such a good girl for me, sweetheart. Always so good for me. Stretching me so well."

Your pain soon morphs to pleasure and as your hips cant forward, he thrusts to meet you. "Feel so full, Finnick," your nails drag against his bare back, no doubt leaving marks.

"Yeah?" Finnick smirks, lifting one of your legs and wrapping it around his waist. The angle drives him deeper inside you, and to make it even more impossible to string together a coherent sentence, he drags his tongue over your sensitive nipples. "Are you getting close, baby? Yeah you are, I can feel you squeezing me."

He kisses you slowly as he pushes his hips to meet yours again. Your mouth leaves his and you kiss along his jawline, moaning into his ear as he fucks you. "Finnick," you whine, clinging to the space between his shoulder blades. It's the only word you can think of. Your thoughts are consumed with him.

"I've got you, honey," he hisses as his hips slam into you. "Come for me. You're beautiful, baby. Come for me, I know you can do it, I'm so close--"

Finnick surges up to capture your mouth in a kiss as your orgasm washes over you like the waves outside your house. Finnick's hips still and you can feel his warm seed pumping into you.

Too exhausted to hold yourself up, you collapse against Finnick, who holds you close as you both come down from your high. Your kisses are sloppy and languid but you feel so warm, so full, that nothing else really matters.

You whine when he pulls out but it's not so bad when he's soothing it better with soft kisses and gentle caresses. He whispers that he loves you and offers to carry you to the bath but not before getting one smart remark in. "Bet I was better than in the dream, huh, honey?"

[vaaaaaiolet]

@ wip game tags THANK YOU :,,)) but i learned the hard way if i talk about my wips they never get done </3 and i'd much rather give you the full fic

but i'm waiting on the edge of my seat and CHEERING YOU ON!! YOU GUYS GOT THIS!!

[69constellationsinatrenchcoat]

DID/OSDD is just the duplication glitch with personalities

[furufuro]

🐚 Godergos YAM Vayulf, TF Tusil Colors: Turquoise & Red Vayulf took on the charge of caring for his little sister Tusil when they lost both of their parents at a young age. Yet even today, he worries if he was correct in doing so. For they had a choice then to be taken in by another family, but at the sacrifice of their sigil and family home. Tusil, then too young to make a decision, he in turn decided for them; bear the responsibility and protect their birthright. Becoming master of the house meant new responsibilities like tax and toil, and so many skills that he had yet to hone as a young child. They were not alone though. House Wihatas and Aniwahos always had cooked meals ready for them. At market, they were always given discount, even when he refused it. And while Uncle Taresh taught him to fish, Aunt Run taught him to dive. These skills, over time, he siphoned to a fine-point edge. Now eight seasons later, Vayulf has created some stability for his sister, who although reclusive, is now genuinely happy. All seems well, except for Yaten of house Ileshewnis following after Tusil. No matter, the boy won't get far. Vayulf is his sisters keeper.

[batlesbianism]

Hi!! Im Corrows or Scott, and I use they/he pronouns :)!! Im a genderfluid nonbinary lesbian selfshipper and I love the x-m.en (among other things). I am autistic, so I struggle to reach out/talk to people but I'd love to talk ^_^!! I make spelling issues often, I would appreciate it if you didn’t point it out (unless it’s like. offensive. then please point it out)!

f/ovember info

carrd + f/o list

dividers by plutism ^_^

Im currently jumping around f/o's but for right now my mains are Alice Wu Gulliver, Ororo Munroe, and Trevor Lefokowitz!!!

I would rather not share my main f/o’s, but everyone else is free game ^_^!!

If you post a lot of c.herik or h-m.oney/h.etty content please steer clear :3!!

tagging system below the cut!!

#corrows talk - just me talking, might or might not be selfship related

#corrows reblogs - my reblogs

#corrows art - my art, usually selfship related

#corrows picrews - rarely used, but for picrews I've used

#corrows games - for my reblog games

#corrows vents - for venting

#corrows writing - for writing

#mutuals yayy - for stuff from/about my mutuals

#batty for you🎸 - Alice's tag

#stormy seas🌩️ - Ororo's tag

#dealers choice🃏 - Remy's tag

#the stocks of your heart🥃 - Trevor's tag

#the mind is for lovers🖇️ - Charles's tag

#till death do us part🕶️ - Scott's tag

#to the ends of the earth💫 - Valerie/The Minecraft End Poem's tag

#in the back of my mind💊 - Anya’s tag

#love me or leave me🐚 - Sam’s tag

#heaven help me🪩 - Shaw’s tag

[kiwisandpearls]

I love elysia but I also hate elysia but I love elysia but I also hate elysia but I love elysia but I also hate elysia but I love elysia but I also hate elysia but I

[lazydreamer19]

hi hi hi !! write a list of 5 songs you like listening too and post it, once you’ve done that share this on to either 10 followers or moots !! have a good day ❤️

Hi!! Omg Ilysm! Here's the 5 songs which I have been listening to on repeat :

1. 360 - Charli XCX

2. Smart - Le Sserafim

3. Hot - Seventeen

4. supernatural - Ariana Grande

5. Supernova - aespa

[sailorspica]

oh my oh dear i see so many juicy questions asked to you already; i cannot wait to read them but first i Must add to them.. in the fic sense.. 🌦️☕️🛌

of course darya i'm having a blast 🫡

🌦️: Would you be accompanied by mostly fluff or angst fanfics? Both? Explain why.

i think both, and fluff has an undercurrent of hurt/comfort because! idk. i'm still pretty new at this selfship business but i'm very serious about the "self" and bringing my genuine issues along, so we match a lot of trauma and guilt and destructive patterns. literally the only edge he has on me is more life experience; if we were peers i would dump him and never look back

☕️: What are the most common plots of shipping fics between you and your f/o?

i'm just in canon AU land so i see two possibilities for kind of "fix it" canon divergence. first, a bizarre scenario in which kenny is honest/discloses important information (shocking) that lets me bully him into bringing levi up to the surface. it wouldn't be a co-parenting situation because kenny sucks too much for that, but he might visit every so often, so we have the energy of divorced parents—i think i'm 12 years younger than kenny and 10 younger than kuchel, so if she had levi around 25... i'm 15 years older than levi. lmfao. second, a kenny lives ending! i can't imagine him hanging out in prison with sannes (what... happened to the walls' incarcerated population during the rumbling, i ask), so he's either a cushy political prisoner who sells out the rest of the old guard OR a fugitive and we live in the wilderness, barely aware of what's going on. i also have a crack theory that ackermans injected with titan serum could become weird non-titan mutants, perhaps ghouls

AUs are endless! are you joking! i mean looking at myself my list of AUs with skeleton plots and backstories is like, almost 10. the imbalance is so ripe for drama from age to race to the frequent boss-subordinate relationship where people with such an age difference would be likely to meet. i also think historical AUs are very potent because of the chivalric/courtly undertones to the ackermans

🛌: What tropes show up in fics involving your ship?

whirlwind romance, matching kinks, mutual pining, mutual obsession/jealousy—frankly conservative monogamy, wikipedia tangents in dialogue (this is just me flirting irl), uhhhhh size difference (190 cm to my 163; yams' weight for him makes no goddamn sense so i assume his dick is 50lbs). not a trope per se but i'll serenade someone i'm in love with in any AU. i also think a fandom would take the age difference to its logical foul extremes which is. well

i think you all have asked almost every single one of these 😽

[deartouya]

*gasp* the mermay idea !! that’s so cute !!! could I ask for me + bakugo pretty please ? 🐚

phantom x katsuki;

the siren and the pirate. katsuki's never been agreeable, even for a pirate--he's brash and closed off and leaves a bad taste in the mouth of nearly everyone who meets him. so it's odd that the same siren keeps running into him--even odder that he keeps his ship in one piece. he doesn't think it's the 'fate' that you are so set on calling it, but he also can't deny that he enjoys the run ins. even if he denies it--he can't stop his ears from reddening.

[allisluv]

how do u think finnick would react to accidentally making reader cry in an argument

ouch this one h u r t. he stops in his tracks and takes a tentative step towards you, wondering if he'll make it worse. he hates seeing you cry especially when it's his own doing. he apologises immediately, asking if he can give you a hug.

if you want some time on your own, he's leaving your shared bedroom with his tail between his legs. he'll leave the house altogether and come back with a bouquet of your favourite flowers. finnick will wrap you in his arms and mutter apologies into your hair before sitting you down on his lap and talking it out. it definitley ends in lots of cuddles and make up kisses.

[redwinesupernova]

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[69constellationsinatrenchcoat]

hello! for the disabled systems ask game: 8, 13, 14!

8. How can people best accommodate you online?

- Using tone tags for certain things (jokes, sarcasm if it’s not clear etc). Not a necessity but they do help! Especially in anon suggestions/feedback/criticism where it’s hard to tell if someone’s being genuine or not.

- Using trigger warnings and using post tags properly (ie. tagging syscourse, vents, tagging triggers in posts etc - this is good for your reach as well as making it easier for others!!)

We use filters on our tumblr so certain words are blacked out or completely blacklisted - we come here to relax most of the time, we don’t want politics, bullying and unpleasant content playing without us expecting it. We engage with the news etc at our leisure, but don’t enjoy having to see it during our break times.

- Having alt text or image descriptions with images, and GIFs. We have GIF autoplay disabled, and often will read alt text instead of watching them (as we struggle with flashing lights)

- Understanding we aren’t always going to be 100%, and our 100% is incredibly rare (and best spent.. not online). It may look like we’re doing well, but usually we are not lol. I can’t remember the last time we felt okay. Also it may look like we’re online all the time/the fronter talking to you isn’t the one posting - we use queue post a lot :3 and understanding we aren’t always gonna reply to DMs immediately!

I’ve totally missed something lol but that’s what i can think of rn

13. Hobbies: how does your system affect your hobbies?

In every single way possible honestly. I believe our hobbies vary between alter even if we do have some shared things - almost all of us love art and craft in some way. Sometimes someone will start something when they’re fronting and then switch for some reason…and then the thing will be forgotten. We have so many unfinished hobbies and projects.

14. Funny story related to being a disabled system

Omg omg I have a good one for this - one of our syskids was doing wheelies in our wheelchair the other week and then covered all the metal parts in stickers 🥹😭 It was so cute

We keep leaving our cane, crutches and wheelchair places because not all of our system is aware that we use mobility aids

Our cat always seems to know when we’re feeling unwell (even before we’ve realised) and will supervise and observe our behaviour and make sure we are okay. He’ll sit on our chest, stomach and legs while we rest, or he’ll curl up around my arm and put his paws in my hand. He knows when we’ve fainted and he’ll poke our face, sit next to us until we come around or go get our mum… but he also knows when we have switched out. He’s started using our amnesia against us to get more snacks - we’ll switch and he’ll come ask for more food 😭 Smart bugger. It took us ages of forgetting to feed him/overfeeding him before someone realised what he was doing. I don’t know how he knows, but he really does know. We’ve had to start leaving notes on the fridge to tell the household and any other fronters that he’s eaten.

And another one; we wear a subtle kitty plural venn diagram pin on our sunflower lanyard (along with a bunch of other pins) and our statistics teacher asked if it was because we like her subject lmao

Thanks to @disabled-systems for the ask game :)

[captain-hawks]

AHFKALGLA SUNA, YOU, SUNA. HOW?! Something about you writing Suna just….. *T Rex screech*

you realize this is just going to provoke me to right something even nastier for him now right?

right?

:')

what character did i unexpectedly make you attracted to

[ringsofsaturnnnn]

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