#GOODBYE WORLD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[artiebartie]

FERAL AF RN!! 😩🫠

[slytherinslut0]

can you please write something about tom being tied up!!!! please please!!!! i know you would write this so well🥹

hejsjahshs uhm okay this could go many different ways but if you read my fic ‘this is your punishment’ i feel like reader from that fic would be looking to get revenge and what better way to disarm tom than to take away the one thing that man needs more than anything? control.

“what is this—what are you—“ tom’s voice dies off as you tighten the magical bonds around his wrists, tugging him back snug into the chair he’s so adorably trying to slip out of. it’s laughable really, the way you turned the tables back onto him and just how much he fucking hates it. “this isn’t funny. you don’t want to start this with me—“

with a flick of your finger, his tie is between his teeth and his pitiful threats are muffled—as useless as his squirming. with a smirk, you take a step back from where he’s seated, drinking him down in all his glory under the dim lighting inside his dorm. you’ve never seen him like this. vulnerable. the way his muscles flex against his shirt as he squirms, brows pinched and jaw tense—

it’s intoxicating.

”c’mon, tommy…you didn’t really think i wouldn’t get you back, did you?” your fingers find the buttons of your shirt, slowly undoing them one by one. his squirming stops as soon as you move to the second button, chest heaving as he watches you—your pulse soars, spurred on by the way his eyes burn your skin. “look, you’re talented—so bloody good with spells, i’ll give you that. but i think you forgot that i’m good too.”

at that, his eyes narrow and his head tilts just slightly—you slip the last button free on your blouse and let the fabric fall free from your shoulders, black-laced breasts bared to those raging midnight eyes.

“we’re more alike than you thought, tommy. you underestimated me, and that carelessness is the reason you’re sitting there, and i’m standing here.” you step closer again, leaning forward until you’re bent before him, breasts spilling out of the thin lace barely containing them— “a pity, isn’t it?”

he groans into the tie, and you see it—the way he’s warring with himself, not sure where to let his eyes settle—bouncing back and fourth between your tits and your smirk laden lips, hiding behind the irritation as if letting you know he loves this would mean losing.

tom riddle has never been a good loser.

“yes, such a pity.” you nod to yourself, pursing your lips. he is beautiful—beautiful in a way that is far past disastrous but when he’s stuck like this, tied up before you, he’s tamed in a way you know isn’t possible otherwise. all that danger, held back by a silly little spell. “though, i have to say…what’s even more pitiful, is the way you’ve been denying yourself.”

you slip a finger under his jaw, urging his chin up until his eyes have no where to look except into yours. you can’t believe how bold you’re being.

“you could have fucked me, you know. merlin knows i wanted it.” you whisper, free hand slipping down to his knee. “but you chose a spell. because you’re superior, right? a man above impulse?”

he grunts against the fabric in his mouth when your fingers tease timidly up his thigh—you glance down just as he shifts his legs, spreading them wider, pants tight in the crotch as his body betrays him.

you shush him, tutting. drunk off the power trip. “i know. you’re so disciplined, tommy. the rest of us could only wish to be as strong as you.”

salazar save you—you’re playing with matches, biting your lip, unable to look away. you can’t tell forsure but the outline of him looks monstrous under this shitty lighting—and you remember now, just how much you hate this game.

but regardless, you’ll play along—after all, he’s the one that made the rules, who are you to break them?

“look at you,” you whisper, fingers slipping higher, dangerously close. you graze his bulge and his hips twitch, his head almost falling back until you slip your fingers around his jaw, holding his eyes to yours. “you’re so hard.. and i’ve barely touched you…when’s the last time you got off, huh? when’s the last time you’ve fucked?”

AKSJAISHSJ OK I CANT WRITE BLURBS IM SORRY THIS GOT AWAY FROM ME BUT—

[seamsterspell]

“Historically accurate 19th-century levihan does not exist”

Me: Oh yeah? Watch me

A purely self-indulgent levihan piece that I commissioned @catyypss to draw in my quest to turn my silly little fanfic into an illustration. Thank you so much Caty, you’re the best!!! 🥹❤️

You can read my fic here

[appaeve]

i can’t do this

[queen-morgana91]

"Everything Changed When the Fire Nation Attacked"

[crackerjackalope]

Do you love the intimate relationship between a mech and its pilot? Do you love quick, punchy, high emotion roleplay? Do you love the deep eroticism of being with someone while they bleed out?

If you answered yes to any of these questions then I have the 2 player ttrpg for you!

Goodbye, World </3 is a game of lasts words between a dying mech and its pilot. One player will play the dying mech and the other will play its pilot. The pilot speaks over voice chat while the mech may only type. The mech only has a limited number of messages they can send before they "bleed out" and the game ends.

The whole game fits on 2 sides of a4 folded in half and each playthrough gives a short but really impactful death scene. It has made multiple of my playtesters cry.

So if this sounds like your thing, check it out on itch here!

[chilschuck]

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ can you hear me yelling from all the way over here rn

[starrynightsxo]

when kaz says "my wraith would counsel mercy but..." like okay guess I'll just go kill myself 🫠

[starlavastra]

ISTG!!!! The Tortured Poets Department song has wolfstar written ALL OVER IT. And I bet you all of my money that she's being POSSESSED by one SIRIUS BLACK

Ughhhhh

Like??

You cannot tell me there is a mention of typewriter, self-sabotage mode, SMOKE AND THEN ATE SEVEN BAR OF CHOCOLATE??? And believe it is not about one REMUS LUPIN????

Just dig my grave already

[mustasekittens]

nicknames 🐻🐯

directly inspired by + dialogue pulled from @k0uk0's thread fic 😼🐙💕

[labyrinthhofmymind]

‘hang painting here?’

[sunriseabram]

its always yes with you

[wikitpowers]

i'm thinking about thule!kit...

there are so many different ways he could've turned out to be like what version of himself is he currently? i'm desperate to know where he's at!!! i need to know, like is he good or bad? did he fall into the deep end and become evil? or maybe he's still just a sweet little sunshine boy?

sorry but IMAGINE if rosemary and johnny are alive in thule and they are a happy family who love their son so badly and would literally protect him with their lives (yes, i'm stealing this one from tessa)

and maybe johnny is a great father in thule bc he never lost rosemary... and kit knows he is loved and important to someone :(

and if our world!kit meets them... THEN WHAT?! he would literally be looking at what he could have had but doesn't :( i think a part of him would truly break inside :(

[queen-morgana91]

“but you have to! you’re the avatar!”

“…i’m just one kid”

[kiwisandpearls]

inspired by a certain post in the proship tag i just wanna say this before i go back into my little hole:

i think discussions on how shipcourse has become very overblown are very important but i think just as important as discussions that shipcourse has become way bigger and more concerning than needed are discussions of why shipcourse has become the beast it is today, is there anything we can do to…not make shipcourse as big as it is, and is shipcourse a possible precursor to real world issues such as censorship of fictional media?

idk…i just don’t think saying “shipcourse is dumb and has hurt people” is really enough to unpack the actual damage shipcourse has and may continue to do.

[heesimp]

what was the reason? like actually