#I NEED TO BE THERE RIGTH NOW

[svnflowermoon]

EVERYTHI GI WANTED

NO STOP

[imalwayskidding]

Caught sneaking around deliquent territory, some... 'plans' will need to be postponed until a solution is found...

...at least she wore a red jacket...

Made the amazing discovery that my left (non-dominant) hand draws better than my right could ever dream of

[szczek]

since i have my surgy date set i wanna redo my commission page even tho ik nobodys gonna commission buT i also dont like the looks of the old one so imma do it 

[ink-man-sam]

You know what's fucking hilarious?

It's that everyone thinks that reposting donation sites, info posts and Instagram info cards is actually gonna do something.

"Everyone who isn't raising attention about whtzs going on is a terrible person and actively condoning genocide!" Are they though? Tell me, what exactly are you doing to stop the wars?

Do you really think that reblogging posts that say the exact same shit everyone already fucking knows will do anything?

What exactly are you achieving through this? Raising awareness? What exactly is that going to do?

You're just bumming everyone the fuck out instead of actually going out there and putting your money where your mouth is. Because none of you actually care about what is going on. You just feel bad that horrible stuff is happening and convince yourselves that you are activists by hitting a few buttons online. Because this isn't about helping people who are suffering. This is about making yourselves feel better for being powerless.

Because the entire situation with Palestine is just another trend for every. Single. One. Of. You. It's just another sad attempt of making yourselves feel better. Just like when the blm movement happened, just like when all the violence against Asian people happened and just like you all still cared about Ukraine.

If all of you actually cared about what's going on, you would actually do something. You would send letters to government officials. You would go out on the streets and fucking riot. And I don't mean doing peaceful protest and holding up cardboard signs. I mean freaking the fuck out. Giving the rest of the uncaring world a reason to care. Fighting back against the attempts to silence you. Peace won't get you anywhere in these situations. You need to tear down everything around you. You need to scare the people in power, and you need to actually force them to do something about it.

[hauntingblue]

So the devil fruits really do grow on trees....

[sharkdays]

oh okay *screams*

[godisaknife]

my mother just told me that my grandpa has lung cancer i can't loose him he's always been one of thr very few things in my life that i loved and was happy and grateful for unconditionally

[mind-intheclouds342]

Do it for them - Co-captain reader x Curly (Mouthwash)

Part 1

(This gonna be a mini serie)

"What do you mean I can't see him? It's my husband we're talking about."

You crossed your arms but tried to maintain a relaxed posture, you didn't want to get defensive, you knew well that Anya wasn't the one to blame, you were just too anxious after that crash.

Anya: "I'm so sorry (Y/n), but the captain himself has told me that he doesn't want you to see him... He doesn't feel capable of seeing you in the state he is"

"Oh, I understand now. But you know that if he is incapacitated to perform his tasks and give instructions, then that makes me the captain."

You said firmly, putting your hands on your waist and puffing your chest, making the woman feeling so little. 

Anya: "I know, but he... Give him time, please... He is in pain."

"Anya please- it's been a week already. I need to see him" 

You ran your hand over your face, pressing your brow for a few seconds, trying to relax. 

You had been working with Curly as her co-captain for years, and less than a year ago, you had even gotten married.

Many questioned your position since they said that in case you had to be promoted to captain if something happened to Curly, your judgment would be influenced by your husband. 

You weren't going to give them rigth to keep saying that. You worked too hard for that and you now that the situation has come up you will show them.

"You are right, the captain's last orders must be respected, but please, tell me if at any moment he feel ready to see me." 

You took the woman's hands firmly, almost pleadingly, to which she nodded. 

You needed to stay calm to keep everything in order on the ship. 

"The cockpit is completely destroyed... the corridor to it was automatically sealed with safety foam so that space wouldn't absorb us, we are floating aimlessly, and we don't have a radio to call for rescue..."

You murmured while attentively examining the ship's blueprints along with Swansea and Daisuke. 

"Are the suits still available?" 

Swansea: "The room where they are stored has foam that has sealed the door, but it is not a very thick layer."

"Then I'll use one and exit through the hatch to check the cockpit damage, maybe there's something that can still work."

Daisuke: "Woah... The covkpit was blown up... It's a miracle that the explosion allowed the captain to reach the corridor before it was sealed with foam, otherwise he would be floating in the-"

He fell silent when he saw Swansea's look, gesturing towards you. 

"Yes... the truth is that it was a miracle that he's still alive, I'm grateful for it... Let's stick to the plan."

You stood up, ready to go to the room where the spacesuits were.

At that moment, Swansea took the opportunity to hit Daisuke on the head. 

After managing to get in and take the suit, you headed to the exit room, equipped yourself before leaving through the hatch. 

You observed in detail the void around you, a dark sea full of stars and debris floating around you. 

You held on to the ship, trying to reach the cockpit.

Swansea: "(T/n), can you hear me? Can you see anything?"

You smiled upon realizing that the suit communicator was intact, happy to feel that you weren't alone on that walk. 

"Loud and clear Swansea, I'm approaching the cockpit, the foam has spread outside the ship, it seems that it has prevented the fire from spreading."

You responded and went down to the cockpit, there was almost nothing, the only thing found there was the floor and half of the control panel. 

You sighed in resignation upon seeing that there was nothing salvageable left, everything too broken and burned. 

Until you got scared when something hit your helmet. 

Swansea: "All good?? Your pulse has accelerated too much."

"Yeah... I'm sorry... Something scared me."

You mentioned seeing Curly's ring floating near you, and soon you took it before it drifted away and kept it. 

You returned to the ship and took off the suit, and upon seeing Swansea, you shook your head, assuring him that there was nothing there that you can use to get out of there.  

Daisuke: "How did it feel to be in space??"

Swansea: "Child!"

"No, no, it's fine Swansea," you raised your hand, interrupting the man before he could scold the boy. "You never get used to that feeling, I've gone out many times for different reasons but each one is unique."

Daisuke: "Did you see an alien?? Was that what scared you?"

"Oh yeah, it had enormous eyes and tentacles on its arms, giant and ponty teeth, ready to devour interns!"

You and Swansea started laughing when Daisuke hid behind the older one. 

When they stopped laughing, you looked at both of them with a smile. 

"We're going to find a way out of here, I promise you." 

Swansea: "Sure, captain," he nodded at your words. 

It felt so strange to finally be called that way, but you maintained your stance, nodding and leaving that place to head to the reserve depot. 

You started organizing the remaining food supplies, it seemed like they were going to have to ration a bit, so you began separating and counting everything to maintain an inventory. 

You locked the storage room with a key so there wouldn't be any food thefts. 

You rested your head against the door and sighed. 

You searched in your pocket and took out the ring you had found, noticing how it was slightly deformed by the heat and cold it had been exposed to, but it still retained its circular shape. 

You placed it on your ring finger, next to your wedding ring.

You were sure that his ring was way bigger than yours, but the explosion for sure make it smaller now for you to use it.

After looking at it for a while, you pressed your lips against the two rings. 

"We're going to get through this, no matter what it costs me."

[freakroth]

Hii!! Can I req Chuuya x SH reader? Can be both angst and fluff, you don't have to tho if you don't wanna <3

𝓒𝓱𝓾𝓾𝔂𝓪 𝔁 𝓖𝓝! 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

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This is another thing i didn't expect people to request, and it brings me so much comfort when i find sh comfort fanfics:(

If you are struggling with sh please know i'm always open to talk if you want:) and i'll try to comfort you to the best of my ability! (i'm usually not on here during the day so you can ask me for my discord in dms)

I'M SO SRRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO MAKE I REALLY NEEDED A BREAK SINCE I WAS SO STRESSED FROM SCHOOL 😭

Also, English isn't my first language so please dont mind any spelling errors!!

TW: SH, gore? Talk about fresh SH cuts, Might be ooc😓 please tell me if i missed anything!

Words: 1,3k

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sometimes in life things don't go the rigth way, is what people say, they say "sometimes in life things don't go the way we want, but thats just how it is"

But right now it felt like absolutely nothing was going the right way, you felt like the whole world was against you, like you were some useless peace of garbage that could be thrown out at anytime, like there was no one in this damn world that would sit down and listen to your pityfull problems. you were at your abselut worst.

And the only thing that could help the with it was the razor in your hand, which is cutting your thigh. you move almost like a robot, you don't even feel the pain of the razor anymore. everything seems like a dream, all the blood coming out of your cuts and dripping and mixing in with the water of the bathtub, your vision being slightly blury.

You can feel your heart pounding in your chest as you bring your razor to your Radial vein. you shake slightly as you look down at your wrist debating if you should cut it or not.

As you start breathing faster you look at the suicide note you left on the chair next to the bathtub. you wondered how long it would take for chuuya to find you, would he even care if you died?

you feel tears start to run down your face and you start to sniffle uncontrollably.

As you're about to cut the vein you hear a loud knock on the door, "[name]? baby are you in there..?" your boyfriend chuuya asks in a quiet voice.

You quickly wipe your tears and panic a bit as you didn't lock the door since you weren't expectinc chuuya to come home this early, "Y-yeah.." you say trying to not sound sad, but knowing chuuya he most likely heard the saddnes in your voice.

"Darling.. is something wrong..?" He asks in a conserned voice, "i'm just.. washing my hair" you try to come up with an exuse while your whole body is shaking. "Darling, you washed your hair yestarday tho? are you really okay in there..?"

'Damn i forgot about that' you think while trying to find a place to hide the razor. While you panic you some how bump into the soaps and knock them down making a loud noise. "Baby are you okay? i'm coming in" he says and opens the door, "NO WAIT!" but before you can stop him, he has already opened the door and seen your cuts.

.....

.....

After a few moments of silence and staring at each other, chuuya finally makes a move closer to you.

"...Chuuya.. please i'm sorr-.." You try to explain but your voice starts to shake and you feel a lump in your throat. "...shh.." He quitelly walks closer to you and wipes the small tears that have started to for in your eyes.

"...I'm so sorry.. i k-know i said i'd.. try to stay clean for you.. i tried my best.. i swear.. i'm sorry.. please.. p-please don't get mad.." You sob as more and more tears start falling from your eyes. Your vision is starting to blur from all the tears, so much so that you can't even see chuuya anymore.

"....shh... darling.. i would never be mad at you.. what could ever make you think that..? i understand how hard it is to recover from something like this.." He whispers into your ear while holding you close, not even caring about the blood staining his clothes.

All you can do is cry and cry, you cant even manage to answer his question, all that came out if your mouth were pityfull sobs and 'i'm so sorry'. Chuuyas shoulder was becoming wet form all the tears but he didn't mind, he would do anything just so that you could feel better.

After some time of Chuuya trying to comfort you and trying to get you to tell what happened, did you finally calm down slightly, just enough for you to able to answer his questions.

....

Chuuya starts washing your cuts gently, you both sit there in silence with the only sound beinf your small sniffles and some small choked sobs.

After a few seconds chuuya decides to break the slience, "..Darling, please.. what happened that made you relapce..?" he asks with a gentle tone while holding your shaking hands in his. For a moment you stay slient, wiping your tears. "...i... i-i've...", you say in a shaky voice trying to break out into a crying mess again. Right at this moment you didn't know what to say, you really didn't know how to say what made you do it.

"...take your time..", Chuuya's soft voice snaps you out of your trance, you feel his thumbs rubbing on top of your hands in a comforting way.

"...its hard to say.... i-i don't know how to put it into words..", you whisper, hoping chuuya wouldn't be mad. You're scared he'll be mad at your answer, scared he'll force you to talk, force you like your mother would always do. You remember the first time you relapsed she got mad and forced you to talk, even when you were crying.

"..thats fine.. its not always easy to put something like this into words.." Chuuya caressed your back in a comforting way, making you want to just cry, cry so hard and let everything out, everything that has been bothering you, all your worries and troubles. You felt so comfortable in his arms, like you were safe. "would writing it help?", he asks and runs his fingers through your hair.

You burry your face in his neck and nod, feeling him pick you up and carry you over to your bedroom. He gently puts you on the bed and you slightly whine from the stinging pain that came from your cuts, holding back your tears. '..i'm sucha an idiot..' you think while watching chuuya leave the room to go get paper.

....

Chuuya comes back after some time with a piece of paper and a pen. He gives you the stuff and sits down next to you while waiting for you to write on the paper.

You sit there for a second before starting to write about how you've been feeling really insecure about yourself and thinking that you arent enough for him and that he should be with someone else. Once you're done writing you hesitate to give the paper back to chuuya for a bit, but you decide to just do it.

Once its in Chuuyas hands, you look away embaressed about the thngs you wrote, hoping he wouldn't judge you for it.

After a bit of silence, chuuya finally says something, "Darling.. why didn't you tell me..? i could've helped you feel better.." He says quietly and you just look down ashamed feeling like everything is your fult. You knew you should have told him, maybe then you wouldn't be in so much pain at the moment.

You felt like you were about to cry again, you felt weak. You just wanted to lay down and forget about the world around you.

"...i was scared.. i'i was so scared you'd be mad at me..." Your voice breaks as you try to explain everything to him. Chuuya sit there with you in his arms listening to you with a worried look on his face.

"...darling i would never hate you.. you're the most important person in my life, i would never be mad at you for relapcing.." He says while stroking your hair and rocking back and forth slowly. you hug him tight, like your scared he'll be gonne once you let go of him.

For the rest of the night chuuya keeps you in his arms while he comforts you and tells you how much he loves you.

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Grr the end was rushed 😓😓

Anyways, pleae give me some feedback, it really helps me when people tell me what i should try to be better at.

Do not repost this on any other website without asking me first and giving me credit!!

Requests: Closed for now

[cloudnineminusnine]

How would the Destined One and Wukong (separate) react to you asking to sit on their face?😏😏🙂‍↕️

P.s- Love your blog here on Tumblr, I do sincerely hope it doesn’t make you uncomfortable, only answer if you wish of course💖

oh, it's fine anon! it doesn't make me uncomfortable, not at all. i apologize in advance for any spell mistakes as i'm still learning to write in english.

without further ado, here you go! (and nanashiii thank you once again, partner in crime 😶‍🌫️)

!NSFW CONTENT AHEAD SO MINORS GET OUT!

in both situations you're in the middle of things with them. afab reader!

♡ sun wukong got your sweaty body caged by his hairy arms, pressing your arched back on the smooth surface with the weight of his own body, lips avidly leaving trails of his devotion over your exposed neck and chest — when they weren't busy muffling your needy murmurs.

you can barely take your stare away from his lustful eyes, piercing you so hungrily "please, i- let me sit in your face, please!" a hot breath blows past your lips, heavy with so much desire that it makes you feel dizzy. he's shivering above your body, clenching his jaw to suppress a scandalous moaning from escaping.

"you...!" oh, so that was the reason you wouldn't take your eyes off him, getting all worked up everytime his eyes rolled to the back of his skull in pleasure. he knew you were up to something, acting weird somehow, spacing out. fine, he gives you the permission to turn that humble wish of yours into reality. it would be kind of the same as eating you out, rigth? so no complaints on his side.

for the first time ever you would be in charge, literally on top of him. he seems enthusiastic about the idea, amusement painted all over his face, and a smug grin showing up when you slowly push him backwards, crawling over him. he tries his best to not burst his load as soon as your hips are hovering his face, so close that your scent impregnate his senses, luring him in.

almost at your limit, there's no time for you to lose with being ashamed. your trembling knees sit around his head and the touch of his big rough hands find it's way immediately up your tensed thights, smoothing your skin lovingly. he's got the perfect balance in between calm and restlessness.

"now do it, love. sit on my face with all that you have, just as you want." he encourages you, and there's a faint hint of a plead in his tone that makes your insides squint. you can't control yourself when he's talking to you like that, staring at you like that. he looked totally blissed out. brown pupils filled with adoration being eclipsed by the heavy eyelids.

you do as said, crying out loud when you meet the hasty tongue halfway. he goes in like he's in a hurry, not able to wait anymore, not wanting to, giving in to the temptation of being drowned by your heated core.

and it was kind of different than eating you out. but so, so much better. the heaviness of your naughty hips moving against his mouth and the warmth of your soft thighs around his sensitive ears, i'ts so hot. he goes feral, immobilizing your legs with the tight grip of his hands to keep you in place, wet tongue burning and messing each and every spot he can reach as your juices drip by the corners of his lips.

you can sense his non stop moans vibrating deliciously through your soaked walls, making it hard for you to not just give in and cum all over his face. you can't just yet. you need him inside.

some time is needed for the both of you to calm down, to climb down from the top of a iminent climax. the overwhelming feeling making your legs so weak that you simply sit above his chest, delighted by the sight ahead.

he looks so fucked out, like never before, and just the image is enough to pull a painful moan out of you. panting deeply in the middle of horny grunts, you can see those beautiful eyes of him blurred by lust, yet he still smiles like the cocky monkey he is — vestiges your nectar glistering over his lips and chin.

you can tell it's not enough for him by the way he nips at your inner thighs with his teeth, slowly lapping each bite right after, hairy hands easing carefully your petrifying tension until you feel like feeding him again.

♡ the so called destined one, less composed than he normally is when it comes to you. whenever you two start to make out he find a way to have your body closer, to the point of almost fusing in one single being. he's always on the verge of desperation, wanting to make sure that you feel pampered, worshipped — and of course you take advantage of the fact that he clearly has a sweet spot for you.

"you know, i..." sultrily you whisper against his lips, making him fidget under you, gulping down with anticipation"i wonder how it feels to sit in your face" faking a innocent tone you bat your lashes smoothly at him, earning a frustrated, low mumble in response. you know just how to melt him.

mesmerized by your lustful hungry eyes he surrenders himself readily, lying on his back as soon as your hand push him to. you travel up his body with your lips first, kissing everywhere in an attempt to calm him down a little — his breath has gotten rigged to the point of coloring his handsome face in scarlet red. so adorable.

he begs you silently with his endearing, pretty brown eyes, shivering under the weight of your body and words, barely breathing cause the air around you suddenly feels so dense.

"is that alright? would you like that, sweetie?" you lick his neck intensely, causing visible chills to run through his torso. he's nothing but a mess, losing himself to desire so easily.

moaning wholeheartedly, he break down from his silent facade. big calloused hands make their way to your waist so he can press you down on him. he so want it. "yes, please-... please do it!" in a painful expression his brows frown, accompanied right away by that obscenely raspy voice, causing you to throb eagerly.

one last prolonged kiss to his jawline, inhaling his fruity scent harshly, and then you're ready to go. he watches intently as your hips approach his face, your smaller hands guiding his to your thighs — wich causes him to pulsate down bellow. he feels like a vulnerable prey ready to be engulfed by you, and he loves it.

"you can touch me as much as you want, alright?" as you hover his mouth you let go of his agitated hands which waste no time, squeezing, kneading and caressing your responsive body, burning over your sensitive skin.

he goes for it thirstily, it feels like the it's first time he's exploring you, but he knows just where to touch and what to do, feeling you up in way that makes you lose a bit of your balance, immediately sitting right on his face. you try your best do keep the surprised scream to yourself, firmly biting down on you lip. a hoarse grunt resonates through your insides and he presses you so hard that his wet muscle seems to go deeper than it would usually.

he's not much skilled and that's exactly why everything with him gets much more intense. it's all about how good he wants to make you feel, and how needy he turns to be in the process.

the more you spill over his mouth the more he wants to drown himself in, the harder he squeeze your hips and waist. he needs more, he wants to get fully drunk on you.

you're on the verge of cumming already, lightheaded, sweaty and panting, but you can't stop riding him — and he's taking it so, so good.

[auset66]

What your inner child wants you to know (Never heard before specific messages). 🎯👼

1. The Orange Girl 🍊

I see that you are a very practical and hardworker person. Past few days or weeks I feel is you are having some problems related to health or things just not going your way. I see the mental fog you cant pin point but things are just going wrong. A lot of confusion. You are also doing everything practical you can to deal with this but the thing is it is the matter of emotions and heart. 🧊🧹

Now the inner child of you wants to be free and have free flowing emotions. Now I feel you are that person who has been very emotionally detached from yourself as long as you can even remember living. Like you go and work hard and make things right physically. You might be that A class person "cold hearted" who is always about work work work. So why have you been like this? Because there is this fear of expressing yourself. Now I don't know if it because of seeing poverty or because of your parents being so strict not letting you be freely yourself. It could be many things, but the main energy the main source I see here is fear. That is now ingrained in your mind since the very young age. But you are exhausted now and your physical reality your health your body is giving out these signs. Calling you out to let your emotions flow free be the wild animal and live life freely in peace in happiness. What you can start by doing is maybe writing, drawing or even just try crying. It might be very very out of comfort zone but you can give it a Try. One thing you can do is write your feelings down everyday or everynight in the dairy or note app anywhere without any filters. Do what "feels" right. Very foreign to you rigth? And offcourse if you can I highly highly recommend consulting a therapist, not a psychiatrist, a psychologist. A good therapist can really understand all your problems and will help you out through this. That's their work afterall. What you need is therapy not medicines. Goodluck ✨️❤️

2. The blue walker. 🌧

Okay, so the first feeling I feel is happiness. Yeah I know you will be like... what happiness I literally hit rock bottom this time. Yes you did. I see a relationship or something very long term even could be your long term work it all breaking off. You lost something for sure or even someone. Whatever it was you made the decision already and are feeling a lot of uncertainty now about the future and everything. But (yes don't forget this reading) in few months from now you will see you feeling happy that type of happy you never even thought you could feel. You changing drastically growing naturally feeling natural and almost at peace. I feel whatever situation you left there was a lot a lot of masking up, a lot of chaos, people especially, lot of you doing and gaslighting yourself to do feel things you never wanted to. So this thing that ended your inner child is almost happy and thanking you actually that you finally let it go. All you have to do right now is to be patient and breathe. Rest. Let it flow. Whatever you doing right now you are doing right. You will see the change in yourself that you never even thought could happen. The change in your life the reality. Then look back at your life you had when you were in this "cage" I should say. And one more thing that I never say in my reading but it was strong so I see a person a good person entering in your life yes a romantic intrest. With this person you won't have to beg for attention or love or even have to pretend that you are Not clingy or that you are very cool person. You can just let be and this person will do everything without you even asking. You will be happy and feel free. Good luck. I honestly see a very bright and happy future and days. ✨️❤️🍃

3. The Green Rain 🍃

So I see you are a person who actually is really in tuned with their emotions. A good person a nurturing person. Having compliments about your motherly nature and being a caring person is not something new. So I see there is this calling in you which wants to make things right. Make the world a happy place. You love people and you are a humanitarian person. The thing is this energy is put on the people around you. Relationships, friendships and you know just these people. Most if not all these people are very immature and wants you to keep on giving and giving without expecting anything in return. Now the problem is you, that you think you feel that it is your responsibility to mother them, to nurture them to bring Them back to path. You feel like "give me all your pain let me alchemise it for you, because I know how it feels how to deal with it". You put yourself in others shoes, but the problem is these people are not giving the results back. They are just keep on becoming more dependant on you keep on taking all your life force out of you. Why you still think it is right even when you are so emotionally Intelligent? It is because of your childhood trauma of having irresponsible parents, huge mother issues. You feel if you won't do it everything will fall out. Your worth is only when you "protect" these people. What you can do? You should know that there is a line. The truth why you are still keep on doing it? And the truth is the trauma response not the empathy in this case.

The inner child in you wants to put this energy into something that will give the results back. What do i mean? Give a try to NGO work or becoming a clinical psychologist or world health or even teaching anything everything you can think of that will actually give the results back. Not the big manipulative corporations but the actual things that can help people not them keep on falling back to same cycle with you repetiting the same. You want to give to the world and you want results back. If you invest money in charity you want them to be invested in what charity told it will be invested it and not in their bank accounts becoming black money.

And yes the person whoever it is you are romantically involved in yes even if it is just a situationship. leave.You and me we both know how sneaky and immature this person and won't ever grow and especially never with you. The happy family dream... this person is far from that. Don't waste your wisdom and energy on these energy Sucker people in your life and put them into those who actually needs it. That's what your inner child wants. To make things equal and right. The change in world won't happen if you keep on mothering a litreal adult with mommy issues. Goodluck. 🍃❤️✨️

[mjbarrosart]

My Dragon Prince Boards season 7, episode 702

The time has finally come for me to talk about my boards for the last season of the Dragon Prince! Wow, time flies!

To be honest season 7 was such a hard season to make. Telling a good story is always a challenge, but ending one, oof! that is an herculean job!

I remeber everyone being super stressed during the production of this season, because time was always in short supply, and it is really hard to produce great art with little time, haha.

Also, I think that after a year and a half working non stop doing boards for the show, most of us where starting to feel exhausted, and you can see it on my boards, they are much less polished than usual.

But, no matter the context and circumstances, we always try to deliver the best we can and tell the ending of this arc in the most satisfactory way possible.

Lets start with my sequences. First one is the one with Ezran's council in the Banther Lodge.

This one starts with the little exchange between Soren and Corvus, I really like these two. I think they grew on me as a duo during my time in the show. Soren was already one of my favorites, but by the end of season 7, Corvus and Soren was a top pair for me, too.

I think that, whatever you think their relationship is, physical touch is a thing between this two, they are always touching each other, there is some vulnerability that they allow with each other that is endearing.

If you read my comments about my boards in season 6, one of the things I was talking about is how sometimes the expressions we draw in boards don't translate that well to the final animation (This happens in a lot of shows, and it's because of limitation on the face rig of the characters, nothing related to the talent of our crew, because they are all super talented) This little shot is another case, I wanted Callum to feel like "Oh boy, shit is hitting the fan!"

I think this scene is mostly about the conflict between points of view, Callum and Rayla wanting for Ezran to free (and forgive) Runaan as soon as possible, while Ezran is struggling with his emotions. It's a hard one.

To be honest I understand Ezran 100% and I know that the right thing for him would be eventually to forgive Runaan, but is not something that could happen inmediatly. Grieve and angry are feelings that can get poisonus really easily, and they need time to heal and allow perspective.

I think Ralyla made the wrong choice bringing Runaan to Katolis.

Anyway, I wanted to play this sequence (and the next one) a little as a power play between the brothers. There are two forces pulling Callum rigth now, and the tension is growing because of it. I like this shot, I think, is cool.

My next sequence is the continuation of the Banther Lodge Council scene. Rayla is out of the building right now, and Callum is deeply distracted.

But we start with a little coment of comedy with Soren "testing" the bread. This shot ended flipped, but the idea is still the same, I am glad the keept the moment of Soren putting the bread on his mouth, haha.

Again this scene mix two trains of though or conflicts together, in one hand you have Ezran trying to figure out how to lead his people in a way that makes sure a tragedy like the burning of Katolis doesn't happen again. And in the other hand the struggle between Callum loyalties, and his inhability to be what Ezran needs him to be right now.

This is not hate to Callum, I think that his desicions are pretty ok taking in consideration that is he still a teeneager. But I feel that he gets tunnel vision when things are related to Rayla, and he failed miserably as a brother and member of the council during this time.

While I think Callum is right, Ezran should forgive Runaan, he should be there to provide love and support to his brother, and advice and perspective to his king. Space for Ezran to come to the conclusion that forgivenes is the right path.

Anyway, I had this gesture boarded with Ezran hitting the air, but they ended adding the cup there for him to toss. I don't know how I feel about it, It's fine (specially if you talke into consideration that the Anya pick up the cup and give it back to Ezran) but feels a little off to me. Not sure why, tho.

I like Anya and Ezran relationship. I think I would appreciate it if she also took the place that Callum was failing to fulfill and gave some space to Ezran to grieve and process his sadness in a more intimate level. Like as friends more than as "heads of state". But anyway, she is cool, I am glad Ezran had someone as his side during this time.

I remember that one of the instructions I got for this sequence was to make sure that Ezran feels like a mob boss. Hahaha. Funny, tho. But besides that, I think that something that I was glad to see and board was Ezran taking more action and having more agency.

Maybe we can disagree with his point of view, but it was great to finally see him taking the reins of the kingdom, being active and assertive with his actions.

My last two sequences in this episode were the talk of Callum and Ezran close to the fireplace. I think this was an instance of Callum trying to be Ezran brother, giving him support and love and helping him to see the erron of his ways.

BUT, and this is a big but, I feel that all of this feels empty and, from Ezran point of view, manipulative; because after this talk Callum right away decides not only to "betray" Ezran but also to leave him alone. And that was not pretty wise of him, imo.

It is always a pleasure to draw any character making a suspicious face, hahaha "I don't trust you":

I think during the first part of the talk, the sibilings are on pretty opposite sides, there is a rift between them, and it is hard to close. But then there is more space for vulnerability and trust.

I think a really significant momen is for Ezran to remove his crown. "I am not talking as the king, but as your brother" kind of moment. Humanizes him a lot and shows the sincerity of his words.

He is confesing here, how he is tired, how this dury felt on his shoulders even when he was not ready for it, and how much he is trying to carry the burden, but oh boy, how heavy is the crown!

And I feel that this is the part when Callum made a mistake. Instead of listen to him, to recognize his pain, to offer his aid and support, some kind of "you don't need to do this alone" kind of thing, he brings the topic back to Runaan.

And then he shots the shot: "You forgave Zubeia" And ouch! I mean, he is right, that is something that Ezran did, but I don't think this is the moment to bring it. But again, the conflict here is that none of them can see the other right now. Callum is too worried about Rayla and Runaan, and Ezran is too hurt and overwheelmed.

And I wanted to make the shift clear, so Callum literally points fingers at Ezran. He demands action, he expect his brother to do what he wants him to do, not what Ezran needs to do. In an ideal world there would be a trial for Runaan, one where we can hear both parties, where Ezran can express his feelings his doubts and grieve, that could end in him finding forgivenes in his heart.

But it is not an ideal world. Things are falling apart, and the struggles between the needs and wants of characters are in conflict. So, people make bad decisions. That is good writing if you ask me.

Then Zym intervines, he wants Ezran to forgive Runaan, not for the same reasons than Callum, tho.

I think in Zym's mind is more an attempt to get "the old Ezran back". So Callum and Zym try to make their point together. I wanted to paint it as if Zym has this naive approach to the stituation, while Callum is a little more manipulative (I don't think that on porpouse) being like "look, even Zym agrees" failing to see why Zym is agreeing. I think the sin of Callum in all this episode is blindness (or tunel vision as we said before)

And kinda works. Not because Ezran is ready to forgive, but because I feel that there is something inside Ezran that thinks like Zym too. That maybe there is a way to go back to be like he was before.

And that is the thing, pain and grieve change you, and accept that change is part of growing up. Aaravos talk about that a lot this season. So there is a little truce, a moment of "maybe" from Ezran. I really like to draw this two together.

Sadly this moment gets interrupted by Soren asking for help. And from here is downhill. I think Callum's actions after this point did not help at all to Ezran to heal or change his mind.

The fact that Callum decided to leave probably made Ezran wound worst, and any hope that this conversation could bring for the brothes to get back together gets shattered.

Great setting up of their conflict for this season, imo.

Well that was my work for 702. Thanks for reading this brickwall of text! Hope you like this! And feel free to ask if you have questions about the storyboard process!

See you for 705 boards soon!

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THESE TWO!?? THESE TWO!??? I need them both RIGTH NOW

Im soaked ☺️

[ihavenoideawhatiamdoingjustgay2]

Alcohol as Medicine

Genre : Sickfic

Summary : Feeling sick? Your wife is rigth by your side.

Notes : Fluff, domestic fluff, you know the drill by now, I only write fluff from, wouldn't have it any other way though

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"So, what is your review?" Feixiao's elbows were placed on the table, her hands were holding her face up as she looked at you in excitement.

You tasted the soup, there were spices, a faint chilly taste, just like it said on the menu. "Quite good. You'll like it.", you pushed the bowl over to her, pulling yours back in front of you. It has become a thing, you'd taste her food, telling her if it was good and then she'd eat it. Perhaps she just wanted you to eat more, but still, you did it with pleasure.

You saw her gulp everything down, barely chewing, while you were still pushing your peas around.

"Are you ok, you have barely touched yours."

You shrugged, feeling a sligth pang in your head. "I think a soup would have been smarter..." you say with a lowered voice.

"That's ok, we can swap.", she winked, her head was crocked. Cute.

"Sure.", you looked around, she had led you to a small restaurant on the edge of the Yaoqing spaceship, there were only a few other couples. Stars were twinkling above you, having their ligth be supported by the warm lamps hanging from the ceiling, it was a warm nigth, but the chill that rested deep inside your bones persisted, even with her jacket over your shoulders. You looked back, her soup stood in front of you, the chopsticks were resting on the bowl. "Thanks.", you gave her a ligth smile, leaning forward.

An empty bowl stood in front of you in short time, while Fei had finished hers five minutes before you. "I can't take you out for dinner, can I?", you grinned.

She shrugged, leaning back in her chair, touching your feet with hers. "I took you out as far as I can remember.", she argued, folding her arms.

You shrugged back. "You owed me...after all that fucking commotion.", you kicked her foot and she pulled back.

"I already told you how sorry I am."

"That doesn't make up for it.", you refused to look at her, crossed your arms, pressed your lips out.

"Oh no..." you heard her chair squeak. "...my dearest Wife is pouting at me.", she wrapped her arms around you, seemingly not caring about all the ears around you, which made you blush.

"I wasn't loving it, to see you like that."

She pressed her lips to your cheek. "I know, it didn't feel great for me either. But I had no choice."

Her lips went further down, which made you blush more. "Merlins claw, you better leave it."

"Do you forgive me?"

"Yes."

She pulled away from you, but not withouth kissing your head. You meet her teasing eyes once she sat back down. "You're blushing~"

You took your glass of water, and swallowed some of it, maybe she was the cause for your headache. "I have all the rigth reasons to blush.", you made yourself more comfortable, leaning back too now. "You are annoying."

"And you love it."

"I do.", it made you blush more. God damn it, you were blushing at your wife's antics. Your bones fell tired. "I need to shower when we're back at home."

"Without me?", she was still wearing that cocky grin.

"Yes.", you said, your voice hard as stone.

She sighed, standing up to stretch herself. You took your bag at that, pushing your chair back.

"Then, I won't stop you, let's go home."

You quickly stacked the plates and finished your water while she payed, with a sligth dizziness conflicting you and an ache in your lower back, some of your hair has fallen into your face and you felt as bleak as chalk, yet you followed when she waved you over.

She draped her arms around your waist, helping you down the steps. "You don't look well."

"Nothing a shower and some tea won't fix."

She looked at you, her expression scowled. "When you're feeling sick, you have to rest. Your performance will decrease if you don't.", she held you tigth, cuddly.

"I'm not. It's just like I said, I just need some tea and a shower."

You reached the end of the stairs and dived into the streets that were still bustling. "Alrigth then, darling."

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The shower and tea did not help. In fact, the shower had left you feeling colder than ever, leaving Feixiao to look for every blanket in the house and sacrifice them to you. You, in turn, created something akin to a nest that nearly suffocated her, while you still complained about the cold.

"God damn it woman.", she mumbled, but there was no malice in it, you could, in fact, only hear the desperation of your Wife being smothered.

Then you woke up with a headache rigth before her God damn early alarm rang.

"You're awake.", she observed.

"Sadly, I am.", your eyelids were burning up and there was a soft soreness in your throath.

She pushed your hair aside. "I will call work and tell them that I'm not coming. I have to do some...research anyways."

For Jiaqou. You took her hand, had your thumb stroke the back of her hand. "Will you be going to the library?"

"When it's open, yes, otherwise, I'll be at your side for the rest of the time."

"Good..." you put your head back down onto the pillow, she did not stop stroking it. "You know...I like you.", you babbled.

She huffed at your tired state. "You better do.", you were kissed on the cheek. "Now, get back to sleeping, you'll need it."

She didn't need to tell you that twice.

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You woke up again as she was holding you close, one of her arms was enveloped around you, the other held her tablet, you could hear the electrical buzzing of it, the soft sound of her fingers as she scrolled down or typed something in. You also could feel her jacket, thrown over you and maybe it was that little detail that made you kick all the blankets away, only to get them back up rigth away because you were cold again. You whined, because you were hot again.

"Someone's indecisive.", she stated, handing you a glass of water, which you gulped down until it was empty. She put her hand on your forehead. "You do have a sligth fever."

"Fucking amazing.", you whined again.

She checked the clock meanwhile and threw her tablet towards you. "Sorry to leave you like thus, sweetheart, but I need to get to the library.", she gave you a kiss on your forehead.

"You're just going to leave your wife all alone, while she is at her rock bottom?"

You got a grin from her. "You can play on my tablet and I'll bring you the tea you love. And some soup."

You thougth a bit, taking her tablet and resting back into the bed.

"Great, darling, I'll see you later, ok?"

"Okok..." you mumbled, searching up your favorite game, while waiting for her to come back.

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After some time, you got well enough to get back on your feet, it just wasn't enough to have you change into some actual clothing. Atleast you could sweep while humming a tune that came from her tablet. It was your favorite music video, that was still going on, even as you rested for a quick moment upon the stick, waiting for the random assault of your lower back and head to stop. You had hoped a gulp of alcohol would help but apparently, it didn't.

"Honey I'm home.", an all to familiar voice called.

"Hey.", you croacked, knowing she heard it from her footsteps.

"What are you doing here?"

You turned back and saw her raised brow, paired with the bag of books clutched to her side.

"Cleaning?", you returned her crocked brow.

She groaned and before you knew it, you were thrown over her shoulder. "Fei!", you shouted.

"You are supposed to rest, I can clean if you really need it, but you should be in bed."

You simply groaned, going limp against her, having her swing you around, it made her chuckle.

"I'm to sick to resist you."

"Good.", she ligthly slapped your ass, before depositing you onto the bed, pulling the blanket over your nose.

"Now you're testing it.", you muffle. She shrugged.

"I'll get you a soup and some new water. Take care of my books.", she kissed your forehead.

You took this opportunity to escape your comfortable prison and sat up, smoothing out your clothes and adjusting your hair, to then look at the books she bought. All about blindness, all about doctors. Her office has been filled with these lately...and you'd lie if you say that it didn't worry you atleast one bit.

"I'm back~"

She entered the room again, placing soup and water on your bedside table, only to crawl to your side rigth after, she wrapped her arms around your side, taking a book from close by. You had your hand rake through her hair carefully. It was quite the domestic scene, she, with her head on your lap, reading her book, you, slurping the soup, sick as you were, while your eyes were on her and of course, the sunlight, showering you I'm it's soft ligth.

Yeah, this was something to get used to.

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⭐️Astrology Notes⭐️

🌙Cancers loves sad tattoos or sad stories. Everything related to sadness is actually beautiful to them. They like to express their emotions and sadness out loud. I also see that many times they like teddy bears. And with every moon in Cancer, I saw that they have one tattoo that is sad (for example, a sad angel or something to do with tears.

🌻Mercury in libra are very fast texters. They always take the time to reply to a message. I've never met anyone who had this placement and didn't immediately write back on messages or anything. Sometimes it seems to me that these people always have their phone with them.

🐚Pisces are always so happy when they see that you have noticed them. I always see pure happiness in them when you notice something about them or when you give them something. Because they feel seen and that means a lot to them.

🧩People with Taurus rising are very beautiful, I notice that women often have natural beauty & very nice skin. They are also very charming. Many times they are aware of their value and beauty.

⭐️Sagittarius mars is naturally attractive and has a playful energy. They also have a nicely accentuated body shape. Many times they attract people with their energy, which they have for life. Their energy is always so lighing.

🧸Moon in 4th house synastry creates an atmosphere as if you have known the person for years. You immediately catch a vibe with person and u two can find many things in common. Sometimes it's crazy that it's like that.

🎈People with jupiter in 9th house are always lucky, everything that happens to them in life they always come through somehow happily. Happiness always accompanies them wherever they are. Maybe they don't realize it that way, but Jupiter is very strong when it is in the 9th house and even when things look like they will be bad or problems, Jupiter will solve them.

🎡Jupiter in Pisces also very powerful to have. Luck always accompanies you and things come even when you least expect them. These people don't realize how lucky they really are.

🪴Saturn represents what we most want, but that feels out of reach. 10th house represents our mission in the world. What kind of job might you have that actively enhances your own regeneration rather than just exhausting you or giving you a paycheck. To succeed in finding such a place in the world, the underlying archetypes of your fourth house must inform your outward mission in the community.

🦩Virgo rising can be very insecure, unsure of themselves. The criticisms they have towards themselves are sometimes too big. Many times I notice that they stare at the fact that the work will be approved by others. And they may question the work they do because of that. Be yourself and don't doubt your abilities!

💙Your 9th house sign can show you the types of friends you might not see very often, but when you hang out, you usually have a ton of fun & a lot to catch up on. Your 9th house can also show you the types of people in your life that might be long-distance friends too.

💕4th house It's your safe place, where you go when you don't want others to find you. Your closest friends. Your needs and the home you create for yourself. It represents your comfort and your connection to home. What things do you feel like sharing only with those you trust and love. This is your private life. For ex.: taurus in 4th house can mean that you share your values, food, favorite music, favorite movies,things you like to do, money only with people who are really close to you.

🎨5th house is want we want in relationship, not necessariy what we need. It’s also a house of bravery. How brave are you initiate this first date rigth now and most importantly how much fun we are having together. This is the house of romance, of falling in love(children's love). It shows how we keep romance in a relationship and in what way. How we like to party and what kind of dates we like. But it is also a house of impressions. What kind of impression can a person make on you to charm you (what does he charm you with). For ex.: Gemini in 5th house- can charm you with his communication, nice words, intelligence, random things. Taurus in 5th house- with your favorite music, movies, comfort - maybe with a picnic. Moon in 5th house- with care, emotion, maybe with home vibes date.

-Rebekah🐚🪴🫧

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Listener bending Seth over their desk cuz they're stressed and need an outlet (NSFW headcanons/drabble?)

I'll be your stress outlet, Sugar.

Tried to keep is as gender neutral as I could??

Seth def loves it when you use him to destress

whether it be you hopping on his dick and riding him till he's dizzy

Using his face as a chair making him eating/sucking you off

even bending him over your desk and using toys on him, along with tugging him

ngl loves when you praise him a lot when he's being a good stress reliver for him

With these let's see how I use it to write :D

Letting out a loud sigh Scout put their head on their hands. Their headache seemed to be coming back and holy shit their body is begging for a break. The thing they were working on wasn't going as they imagine.

Slamming the item they were holding, Seth peaked through the door way. Confusion was on his face before it morphed into worry. But when he saw Scout's eyes go on him he felt a bit of arousal shoot through him.

"Hey....You need help?" Slowly asking, testing the water of how mad his lover was. Scout said nothing but gestured Seth over, feeling heat rise in his face as he approached them.

"Yeah, I need help baby.....Can you stand near the desk in front of me?" Rasping out, Scout looked VERY attractive right now. Causing Seth's cock to twitch a bit, with a nod the tall man moved again.

Standing in front of them, Seth placed his hands on the desk. Feeling more horny by the second Seth flinched as Scout looked up at him.

"Like....this sug- AH!" When trying to confirm he did it rigth. Scout had their hands roamed his hips and tugged at his pants. Gently pawing him over his pants, enjoying the scene and noises he made.

"You wanna help right? Let me play with you for a while, please?" Begging a bit, with a whiny voice. The same voice that makes Seth fold over so fast to do what they want.

"Y-Yeah Sugar, I can do that- Oh fuck-" Stuttering a answer Seth's own moans cut him off. Scout started feeling him up even more, pressing down on the jeans he wore.

"Yeah? Want me to take your pants off? Stroke your thick, fat cock? Might bend you over if your good for me. My good boy." Huskily whispering, unbecoming the belt and pants their boyfriend wore. Hips bucked at those words and nickname thrown at him, wanting more.

Gripping the edge of the desk, Seth tried to stabilize himself and even tried sitting down. But he was pulled forward, looking down at Scout who's eyes had a shine of lust and desire in them. With that it made his cock twitch again from excitement.

"Hold on now....Let me get the pants off and I'll give you a good tuggin', my good boy." The brunette nodded at those words. Feeling more impatient to get their hands on him fully.

Tugging the pants and underwear down together, Seth's cock sprung up a bit from being contained. Making him hiss from the coolness of the room, then moan when Scout grabbed it.

Slowly going up and down, Scout giggled seeing Seth bucking his hips into their hand. Gently touching his hips they pushed Seth down to sit on the desk.

"Go on sit, lay down even baby, I'll make sure your taken care of." Comanding slightly, Scout smirked as Seth followed. Trying not to knock anything down, the desk had multiple things on it. However Scout seemed to jot want to pay attention to that and only focus on Seth.

"Ah!- Babe-" Moaning out Seth bucked into their hand as they moved it again. Pumping his weeping cock, focusing on his reactions to how they changed the pace.

With a wicked grin Scout went quicker, causing Seth to arch his back and lay on the desk.

"FUCK! Yes! Yes- oooohhh fuck your hand is amazing sugar!-" Broken words filed the room as Seth slowly lost himself to pleasure. Scout used their other hand to slowly go to their own arousal.

"God your so fuckin pretty. Such a good boy~ Being a whore for me to use~" Seth moaned ljt hearing what they called him. "....You like that? For me to use you as I please? Call you my whore?" Taunting the brunette that withered under those words. Seth nodded as he cried a bit as Scout went faster with their stroking.

"Yes! Wanna be used- Oh fuck- By you!" Whimpering out Seth's head fell back as he almost reached his climax. But, Scout wanted to be a little bit cruel.

"Awe....Did my good boy try and cum? I'm sorry baby, your here for me. Not you. Remember that!" Adding more to the taunts. Seth sniffed as he felt his climax go down, fuck he almost came!

"'M sorry! I didn't mean too!" Pouting as he pleaded with them. Scout decided to let it slide and shake their head slightly at him. God, he's so cute when he's like this.

"It's okay baby, here turn around and be a good stress reliever~" Telling Seth what to do. Scout then leaned to the side and grabbed a toy they kept in the office for situations like this. Seeing the toy made Seth whine, but Scout shushed him.

"I'm going to prep you okay? Then Ima use this on you." Telling him what they'll do, their boyfriend nodded. Presenting himself even spreading his ass and wiggling his hips.

"I'm okay with it, Sugar. Come on fuck me~" Poking them slightly, but moaned as Scout slapped his ass. His partner tsked at him as they grabbed the lube and put a generous amount on their fingers.

"Oh? Is my boy naughty or good? If naughty ill have to be a little mean. Behave." Whispering, they then winked at him before inserting the first finger. Waiting a but before slowly pumping it in and out of him.

Seth groaned as he tried to stay still, he knew Scout could be cruel if needed. But he gasped as a second one was inserted, looking back he saw Scout's smirk.

"Come oonn don't be meeeaann- AH! Oh fuck- yes!-" Moaning put Seth let his head fall into his arms as Scout abused his hole. Going faster pumping their fingers in and out of him, slightly giggling at his noises.

The brunette moaned again as Scout added another finger, humming to themselves wondering if they should add the dildo in him now. Seeing Seth shiver trying to stay still they smirked, slipping their fingers out.

"Wait! Why did you- OH!" Shouting a bit Seth arched his back as the dildo hit his prostate. Flinching hard as Scout started pumping his cock again, crying a bit as he tried to be good. Gripping the edge of the desk biting his lip hard, but let out a yelp as Scout smacked his ass.

"Don't hide those cute noises!" Singing out they continued pumping the dildo in and out of him. Nodding feverishly Seth got more vocal as he felt his orgasm building up.

"Can- Ah! Can I move now? please please please!" Whining out Seth's arms tense, clenching the desk. Letting his head fall as he moaned feeling all the pleasure he was getting form Scout. Watching him Scout giggled seeing how he was trying to not move his hips.

"hhmm...Should I?" Slowing their hand they smiled hearing Seth begging. Thinking a bit more they saw him turn his head and giving them those pretty brown eyes. "Fine. But don't get greedy baby okay?"

Babbling thank you's and yes's Seth bucked his hips the best he could to match their pace. With the dildo that kept hitting him good and their hand's tugging him. Scout giggled seeing him start begging to come.

"It's okay, cum. You've been such a good boy for me~" Cooing at him, smiling at how Seth started moving, losing himself to the orgasm that hit him like a truck. Slumping down fully on the desk, panting like a dog.

"....Holy shit- fuck....that....that took a lot out of me...." Rasping out Seth sighed as Scout slipped the dildo out of him. Grabbing a small towel from the same drawer from where they got the dildo. Wiping their hands form the cum Seth spilled all over it, then looked donw at the mess he made.

"Awe, look at the mess you made. So cute." Giggling out Scout started slowly cleaning Seth off. Who groaned feeling them touch his sensitive skin, but smiled as they kissed his back.

After feeling a small tap, Seth got up and huffed at the soreness of his body. Turning to Scout he smiled and kissed them, hummed into the kiss as he felt Scout rubbing his hips.

"You feel better Sugar?...Want me to go down there and-" A kiss interrupted Seth. Breaking it off just as quickly Scout shook their head and got off the chair.

"No need, seeing you come undone made me cum. But maybe in a few, you can have fun between my thighs." Kissing him cheek Scout then helped him put his pants and underwear back on. Letting their boyfriend lean on them, Scout guided him to the bedroom where he could take a nap.

Gently kissing his forehead, Scout went to the bathroom to clean themselves. And to start on the mess Seth made on the floor of their desk.