#I could kiss your brain for this

[hangmanapologist]

lmao I sent that and then fell asleep for like 11 hours but I’m here now! *cracks knuckles* so Rhett has always been made fun of by his family for being hairier, his brother and father never really having much body hair themselves, but he has hair everywhere. it’s something he’s kinda insecure about. but with hookups it never really comes up because honestly they never get further than just wiggling their pants down far enough to get down to business, so that’s not really a problem. the problem comes when he first meets you. he doesn’t just want a quick one and done. he wants to take you out and treat you right, even if that means you don’t do more than a sweet kiss goodnight for the first seven dates you go on. but date number 8? it’s on. (you invited him in for “coffee” hoping that taking initiative would spark something in him. it does.) you’re straddling him on the couch, grinding and whimpering against him, enjoying the way his arm hair feels against the skin of your back where your shirt has come up. he’s so hard underneath you, you can’t wait to get at him so you slip down to the floor and start undoing his jeans when he’s like “uhhh… you don’t… it’s the first time so don’t feel like you have to” and you’re like 🤨 bc what? and when you express that you want to suck him off he’s like “…are you sure? I’m kinda hairy.” and you’re like “I know I like it” before going to town which blows. his. mind. after he cums you address what he said before and he tells you that it’s something he was made fun of and that other girls have complained that it’s scratchy and not cute. and you’re like “okay well they’re stupid. you’re hot and sexy and I love a hairy man. gonna floss with your chest hair.” and he full body blushes, mouth wide open in shock. his chin almost hitting the ground when you announce that you’re gonna ride his thigh. his eyes get glassy when he sees how wet his leg hair is as you’re moving against him. and you’re almost in tears because it feels so good. after you cum he gets you on your back and starts talking about “how puffy your clit is baby, is it all swollen because of my leg hair or because you wanna cum again? hmmm?” and then proceeds to eat you out until you’re wiggling away from overstimulation. he’s hard again and decides that it would be fun to make you ride him until you both cum again, his pubic hair scrapping again your sensitive clit makes you cry and it weakens your legs so you can hardly move and he’s like “oh poor baby. you need help?” then flips you onto your stomach, props your hips up and works you both over until you’re dripping with his cum. (you think your clit is gonna get a slight reprieve but his calloused finger makes its way around, getting you off one more time before he spills into you.) drooling and brainless on the couch he gently cleans you both up and gets you to bed. in the morning he’s trying to decide whether or not to sneak out because that was a lot for the first time and what if she didn’t like it and he’s spiraling when you roll over and play with his chest hair, kissing the smooth skin of his shoulder “morning cowboy. wanna go grab some breakfast? I’m starving after last night.” and he’s like “it wasn’t too much?” after kissing him to death, morning breath and all, you’re like “it was but in a good way and while we can’t do that every-time we will definitely be doing it again. now feed me.” y’all shower together and it’s not until you’re walking into the diner ahead of him that you’re walking a lil funny and he can’t help but be smug about it and wrap his arm around your waist, making sure no one looks at his girl funny. you enjoy breakfast and then the rest of your lives together.

THE HAIRY RHETT AGENDA IS ALIVE I LOVE THIS SONG

idk why him apologizing for being hair is so hot but

When he’s fucking you and he’s on top and you’re skin to skin you can feel his chest and stomach hair rubbing against you, especially your nipples and that’s what can send you over the edge a lot of the time!

[spirkbitch]

people who write spirk fics that are plotted and formatted like a tos episode but just with spirk included

i love you and i want to kiss you on the mouth

[bakudekublogblog]

alright I’m bored so here’s my extremely optimistic crack theory: assuming katsuki seeing a vestige means we’ll see him in the vestige realm, when kudo sorted through izuku’s memories he put his forehead on the wall right??

what if izuku is having a crisis about being left quirkless again and vestige katsuki needs to touch foreheads with izuku to show him all his memories of izuku being heroic without a quirk and he tells him “you never needed a quirk. you were always a hero” or something like that because it’s what izuku always needed to hear

[ginnungagay]

come here you little--

[httpsem]

Romeo and Juliet lost all credibility as the greatest love story of all time the day furudate decided to write this sequence of events

[diathadevil]

Gets this out of my head like the sleep deprived maniac that I am.

Make of these headcanons what you will.

[davidtennantpussytulpa]

life is soso scary i miss being a kid when things would just seamlessly transition because adults were taking care of your school registration and housing and transportation. i cannot be trusted to spearhead my own life i need to be gently mindlessly guided by an invisible hand. this is why i love the airport

[greatprotector-if]

— OCS AS LOVE TYPES

tagged by @stephschoices to do this uquiz for some ocs and naturally i chose the 3 stooges <3 thank you very much for the tag i love uquizzes!!

tagging everyone reading this. i can do that right

KALLIAS — love that lasts

love unconditional, love unfailing. you love no matter what happens because you believe in the best – of you, and them. it will hurt and it will fail you, but this love tastes so sweet – you can never believe that it bitters sometimes. the way you choose to love unconditionally is incredible.

GALEN — love that strengthens

you make sure that people know that they are loved, and you give them strength when they need it the most. this is an ability that is rare; the love that you hold speaks wonders of yourself. i hope you're doing alright. isn't it exhausting always being the bigger person?

V — love that calms

this is sweet. i hope you know that you make others feel at ease around you. you're a gem, a blessing, a treasure – and you should know it. it's comfortable loving you. it's a privilege to be around you and to be let into your world.

[linabirb]

me: ahaha yeah i'm sure i will be done with the prisoner designs and album covers soon :)

also me: *GETS A BURNOUT AFTER DRAWING PRISONER DESIGNS FOR THREE DAYS IN A ROW*

[swagging-back-to]

seetttthing scalding hot take but honestly i feel no sympathy or theoretical sadness about altea being blown to bits. the few alteans we DO know are all assholes. clearly the universe isn't missing much. in fact, if you look at the only canon universe that DOES still have altea--- they go on to be just as bad as the galran empire if not even worse.

so yeah. maybe zarkon did the universe a small favor before he went truly off the deep end.

edit; just found out alteans destroyed Diabaazal long before zarkon destroyed altea. nothing ANYONE says can convince me alteans are anything *but* the real villain of the show. they got what they deserved.

[wormdebut]

hi hello for the wip title game i wanna know more about Kiss Your Knuckles (Before You Punch Me In The Face) or a snippet or whatevs u wanna post about it 😁😁💜💜

Hell fucking yeah we can talk about Kiss Your Knuckles.

This story is my baby and I cannot fucking wait for you all to have it.

KYK is based off Twin Sized Mattress. I believe that this song is so clearly Steddie coded.

So KYK is split into five sections, each section is a different stanza from Twin Sized Mattress.

The fic is based in 1991 but every other section hops back to 1986.

Essentially Eddie Munson (and Corroded Coffin, who am I if I do not include my coffin boys) is very famous.

Corroded is huge. They blew up in 1987.

Corroded Coffin very publicly does not and will not play Indiana. They never go to the state. It is effectively iced out from any tour CC goes on.

Eddie “somehow” becomes known as a Massive Diva (spoiler alert: he is.)

Anywho, a song is dropped seemingly out of nowhere. It’s on every alternative radio station and the first time Eddie hears it, he knows who it is.

For not having seen the man in five years, Steve Harrington sure had a hell of a lot to say.

Snippet:

Surprise wasn’t the word he would’ve used to describe his feelings when he heard Steve Harrington on the radio the first time.

He had been under the impression that he would never hear Steve’s voice again so when he heard a haunting voice crooning over an acoustic guitar about heartbreak and the pain of losing someone you loved, when he heard the words that Eddie himself had said to Steve the night he left Hawkins for good, when he heard the emotion in the voice of the man singing, he knew who it was.

He would know Steve’s voice anywhere, speaking, crying, singing. Eddie Munson didn’t know a lot of things, but he knew Steve Harrington.

Essentially KYK is about love, loss, very hot hot hate sex, and figuring out how to fix what you’ve broken. It is ANGSTY, and good ol’ worm funny, super hot ngl, and as guaranteed in a worm house, will end very happy. Promise.

ASK ME ABOUT MY WIPS.

[lunaetis]

@apocryphis asked :

do you feel anything when you look at me? (oho some pain from wriothesley to arle)

I HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU. || accepting

─「アルレッキーノ」─  if anyone asked, if anyone questioned, if anyone ever felt the need to get suspicious about the constant visit the KNAVE spent underneath the water of fontaine and upon the ground outside the ruling of THE IUDEX and within the grasp of the hound, then the answer was it's business. that was all it was, that was all it could be, all it should be. a simple business visit, a negotiation offered by the FOURTH HARBINGER to the duke.

                then why was it that their eyes could never leave one another whenever they happened to be in the same room ? whether it was within his office that she had found her way inside more times than he could count, or the rarer times they caught each other upon the street of fontaine and barely a glance was exchanged. never words. never acknowledgement. never more than a split second attention.

                they weren't supposed to meet, they weren't supposed to get close, they weren't supposed to feel anything.

                then why was it that her GAZE remained locked to his now that they were behind closed doors ? why was it that she found herself towering over the man upon his desk when the conversation could've been conducted with respectable distance between them. why was it that her clawed digits remained on his face, grasping the shape of his jaw and traced them oh-so-carefully when she should've driven them right through his chest ?

                it was QUIET, her mind. her very consciousness that was always humming, always noisy, always so loud from whispers of the days long gone. countless whispers haunting her every waking moment and even in her sleep. THE CURSE, THE ENTITY wrapping its claws around her throat, preventing her from achieving even something as human as death. it was a proof that THE KNAVE was no longer mortal. she was no longer HUMAN. those eyes bearing the power and curse of immortality, the hands and body that was possessed and morphed beyond limit, and the voice ...

                the voice in her head refusing to let her rest ...

                how it went silent the moment their eyes locked. so quiet. so peaceful. only when these eyes met hers.

                did she still have a HEART, she wondered ? or had it been lost the moment the curse took shape and the entity took over. maybe it was lost the moment she cut all of them free of MOTHER, when the warmth of blood soak her hands and fingers, tainting them crimson and marked her as the successor. father ... mother no more. human no more. duties. responsibilities. titles. she was to live in place of those who died. live. live. live. live until no one was left.

                do you feel anything when you look at me ?

                this feeling within her hollowed chest, this TIGHTNESS forming a knot in the deepest part of her, the fire ( or was it warmth ? ) burning whenever they danced on the battlefield, when her weapon clashed with his, when his hands caged her against the wall, when hers held his own. when silvery blue contrasted with crimson crosses.

                the entity was still. wordless. silent.

                " how could a monster be capable of feeling anything, dear warden ? "

                how could i ever loved like human if i'm not one ? it can't be love if i don't know what it is or how it's supposed to be. it can't be love if i don't have a heart to feel it. it can't be love. it cannot be.

                and she pulled him in, diminishing the gap between their lips with a kiss.

                whatever this is, it's yours. only yours.

[pawbeanies]

Baby boy. Pretty puppy. Wanna hold your face, kiss you real gentle, run my hand down your back and catch at your waist, settlin’ there like we were two figures made outta clay, made to fit together, molded from each other’s model, but put into the kiln separately, so we wouldn’t blow up.

I could make you anything you wanted. I work with clay, I work with metal, I work with leather… I could make you a pretty little collar, you just say the word. I could be yours, if you’d let me. You’re sweeter than fresh squeezed peach juice and I’m sure you’d last longer on my tongue.

I can be sweet, if that’s what you want. I can be a real gentleman, buying you drinks, opening up doors for you, walking you to wherever you wanna go, I can be soft, I can be warm. I can be like a sunset, I can see the moon in your eyes, looking at me, knowing I’m only there to lead up to your night.

We can kiss under the stars, my jacket on your shoulders, my hand on your thigh. You’re such a nice boy, I know I’d feel bad for kissing you like that, but not too bad, not when you’re begging me for it.

I’m getting sappy. It’s getting late. I wanna make you a ring that fits exactly on your finger, and I want you to know I made it only because I thought you might like it. I want my callouses to match the ring, the effort just as beautiful as the product. I know any effort can be beautiful, with you.

- 🍑

awa ..?!?! aawawawawawa?!?!?! awawawawawAAA?!?!?

please imagine like. me. comically and over exaggeratedly turning around like youre talking to someone behind me. turning back to look at you n pointing at myself. ME ? ME?! did you send this to the wrong blog peach anon are you sure. are y. you. wh. awawa.?!?!

this is too sweet and ?!?! romantic?!?! it can't be for me ... huh ... covering my face with my sleeves kicking my feet a little you are VERY good with your words and very. augh. wouagh. um?!? mhm mhm?!! crumbling into dust as i type i. w. awawa. i cant even think of words and sentences that make sense this is very ... aaa... wah.... so nice and gentle and .?!?! i..?!?!

i keep reading this one i feel like dizzy. im ?? wah??? hiding my face blushing whining sliding down in my chair. please ? please ? ive been taken out in one fell swoop.....

[cosmicallyavg]

thirteen really should have gotten a chance to properly tell yaz "everything" and she should have gotten to do it telepathically via kiss

[cherry-shipping]

IM HAVING. TRTABLES. im having troubles because my mental health has been SOOOOOO much worse lately and i dont even really have the energy to think of my f/os and its driving me insane......... posting this on here not only bcuz its f/o related but also cuz i dont want any personal stuff on my main but Erm. does anyone have any tips on what 2 do in a situation like this........ when i try to have one of my regular daydreaming sessions or whatever i lose focus immediately so even the most basic of things (thinking abut f/os) isnt really helping at all........ tghrows up everywhere

[kimdokjas]

Hi~ I binge-read orv webtoon today and I have just finished. I came to Tumblr to know more about the fandom and I realised that people ship Dokja with Joonghyuk. I'll be honest, I wasn't expecting that. I thought their "flirty"(? interactions were just some sort of fan service or silly jokes. Is there anything in the novel that implies a relationship between them? Or maybe something that I missed in the webtoon? (I struggle with picking up social cues, especially romantic cues)

I hope this ask doesn't upset you, you were one of the top orv blogs that Tumblr showed me

(also, I apologize for my bad English, it isn't my first language)

Wait I'm one of the top orv blogs??? 💀💀💀 But for sure, I don't mind at all, anon! I love having an excuse to rant about orv <3

To preface this: yes, most of the heavier joongdok content comes until later in the novel, but there ARE some highlights in the webtoon as well so far.

I think most of the appeal of early joongdok interactions in the webtoon comes from the enemies to lovers vibe they have going on. Picture KDJ hyperfixating on his single favorite character for 10+ years, through every up and down of his life. In his narration during their FIRST meeting he explicitly says:

I liked you, hated you, resented you, and cheered for you. I was with you throughout your three-thousand episode journey. (webtoon ch. 12)

AND THEN. He finds out his favorite blorbo comes to life and proceeds to annoy him until he starts choking him over a bridge with a sunset backdrop like something out of a romance drama. It's all about the tension and subversion of expectations 🤌

Their relationship is very much a slowburn. YJH very reasonably distrusts KDJ at first (due to some past trauma) but we do see him gradually start to warm up to KDJ as the story progresses.

One of the main highlights is during ch. ~100 in the Disaster of Floods scenario. When KDJ sacrifices himself for YJH, he proceeds to freak out, tries to save him even when he knows it's futile, and refuses to kill him for coins even when YJH is often largely pragmatic in his interactions with others. We're told that YJH pretty much never uses the word "companion" because it holds too much meaning for him and he's never acknowledged KDJ as such, even though KDJ insists they're "life and death companions" (which is already pretty damn poetic if not romantic imo). But when Shin Yoosung asks who KDJ is to him, YJH says:

"That guy. He is my companion." (ch. 102)

(This got translated as "a companion of mine" in the webtoon but the novel is where it's at.) And keep in mind this is also an actual quote from the novel btw:

The weight of this word, 'companion', was too great for Yoo Joonghyuk. (ch. 12)

However, as I mentioned, their relationship only really starts to develop until later in the novel. To be clear, there's no explicit romance in orv–which I personally really appreciate because it opens up the floor instead to flesh out all the platonic relationships all of the characters have with one another that are JUST as deep and profound.

But even so, joongdok is very much canon to me. I don't want to give too much away because I'd be spoiling the rest of the novel for you, but they really are cosmic soulmates meant for one another in a way that is so narratively profound and completely goes full circle. The lengths they go to for one another are actually insane and there's no doubt in my mind the love and devotion they feel for one another is real and simultaneously indescribable by mere labels.

I really hope you're planning on continuing to read the novel now that you finished the webtoon! I truly cannot recommend it enough. It is literally and unironically the single greatest piece of literature I've ever read and the journey is 100% worth it. Plus, the webtoon will take a long time to complete at the current rate so the only way to find out what happens next is by reading the novel 😉

Anyway, I hope this was somewhat helpful to you! I think it's really admirable that you're trying to search for a different interpretation from your own. There's a saying in orv by one of the characters: "Read it again", and the intention there is that by rereading (or looking at things again in a new light) you will always find new meaning even within the exact same text, as long as you're willing to look for it. So the fact that you're asking this question is very much in the spirit of orv itself <3

And this goes without saying but you're also completely free to interpret them in your own way as well!

(By the way, I highly advise you to blacklist the "orv spoilers" tag and try to tread with caution if you're searching for content! There are spoilers literally EVERYWHERE and while orv is still very much enjoyable even with spoilers, all the reveals won't hit as hard–trust me. There really is so much that can be spoiled.)