#I got a bottle of wine

[juniperhillpatient]

omg I’ve been wanting to watch Wrong Turn 2003 forever but it always seems to be “unavailable” so I just checked YouTube & it’s there🥺 I’m so excited because ALL I know is that this is a horror movie with Eliza Dushku & I do see it referenced frequently in slasher circles. that’s it. so I’m going in blind which is my favorite way to go into movies

[wearecrowley]

*casually sharing a bottle of wine with your bestie*

[hybrix-hijinx]

Late Summer's Harvest

[osamusriceballs]

One week

Bokuto x fem reader

Warnings: NSFW

Words: ~ 1,7 k

About: Just Bokuto missing you so, so much. And kinda cumming too fast.

It's been a week.

Only one short week of you being apart.

You remember how you held Bokuto's face in your hands and told him that you'll miss him—and how he adorably pouted and told you that he'd miss you more and win this game for you and make you proud.

You had smiled and told him that you're always proud of him, and he had simply wrapped his arms tightly around you and kissed you goodbye.

It's been a week since that moment, and now you've been anxiously waiting for him to come back.

He did win the game. For you, baby, as he had proudly reassured you on the phone, telling you that he'll make sure to take the next flight to visit you—and you know he will come home any second.

A rustling noise of keys makes your ears perk up, and after a few moments that seem like forever, you finally see him.

Koutarou.

"Y/n!" His energetic voice echoes through your whole apartment, and you barely manage to get up before he already makes his way towards you and wraps his big arms around you.

"Baby, I missed you so much. So, so much." He emphasizes every word by pressing kisses against your cheeks, your lips—everywhere he could reach, his full lips feeling soft against your skin, just like you're used to remembering his touch.

"I've missed you too, Kou." You smile and press yourself closer to him, not leaving any distance between your bodies now. He instantly responds with his hands coming from your back to your hips, holding your body in a firm grip. You look up at him, noticing how intently he's suddenly looking at you. You squirm in his hold, a sudden feeling of want and need rushing through your body—oh, how you've missed his touch too during the past week. He seems to feel the same, his hands roaming around your body, wandering up on your shoulders, and resting on your ass cheeks finally, gently squeezing the soft flesh.

"Baby, can we... can we go to the bedroom, maybe?"

Your heart stops for a second, your body already tingling with slowly building anticipation. As much as you want to talk to him, you also want to be close to him- and, oh, how much you crave his touch now.

"Please." You tilt your face upwards and press your lips against his—in a deep and intense kiss, hoping to feel the same hunger from him, and he is quick to push his tongue into your mouth, turning the kiss into a messy tangle of tongues, lips molding against each other, and bodies pressing hardly against each other. His hands move from your ass to your thighs, and it only takes him one firm movement to grab them and wrap them around his waist. You grab his shoulders and bury your hand in his hair, enjoying the feeling of his soft fluffy hair, slightly pulling on the strands because you know the effect this has on him. He groans into the kiss, blindly stumbling in the direction of the bedroom, not paying too much focus on anything else besides you. You mentally bless his reflexes and strength for saving you both from falling when he stumbles against his bag that he had left on the ground, and he slightly pulls back to focus on the way, walking into your shared bedroom with a few hasty steps.

His grip on your thighs tightens when you rake your nails against his chest, feeling his muscles under the black shirt, your breathing pattern irregular when he finally reaches the bed and stops. An excited grin is displayed on his face when he turns to sit on the bed, the motion effectively placing you right on his lap. His hands leave their place on your thighs and wander under your shirt, feeling the warm skin of your stomach, grazing against your ribs, causing a whine to leave your lips while you involuntarily try to close your legs—a futile attempt when his thighs both rest between yours.

"Baby, I missed your body, missed touching you like this." He breathes out when he roams his hands against your bare skin, feeling you everywhere within his reach. "Kou, please touch me." You know that you sound whiny, that he is already touching you, but you just need more of him—you want to feel him everywhere.

"I am, I am, already touching you. What do you need, baby? I'll give it to you." One hand comes up from under your shirt and grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him. His eyes are full of love and affection, a dark need lingering behind these pure emotions. That's the Koutarou you've been missing for so long—

"Want to feel you. Want everything." You mumble, knowing that he will take care of you so good—he always does. And he immediately nods and leans back to pull his shirt over his head, effectively leaving his upper body bare—and god, the smooth sun-kissed skin covering his muscular body makes your cheeks burn and flush. You push against his shoulders, and he gets the hint and rests his back on the bed, waiting for you to join him. And you're quick to lean down, still sitting straight on his crotch that you feel hardening with every shift of your body, and you start to kiss down on his neck, making your way down to his collarbones and chest. "Baby—" his voice has turned darker, more needy, and he throws his head back into the pillow when you lick and bite the skin on your way to his prominent v-line and to his dark happy trail right above his boxers.

"Baby—" a loud whimper leaves his lips, and he suddenly bucks his hips almost to your face. You lift your head and look up at him, his chest heaving heavily, and he suddenly sits up and leans down to kiss you intensely.

"Wanna feel you, baby. Please let me." He gently grabs your arms, and now it's your turn to lay on your back, and he gently pulls your shirt up to expose your chest. Your hands fist the sheets underneath as he pushes your bra to the side, and his head instantly leans down to kiss the valley between your tits. "Kou—" a gasp leaves you at his eagerness when he leaves messy, wet kisses against your body, but his hands already fumble with your pants. Bokuto helps you shed yourself out of your pants, and your panties are quick to follow.

You barely register how he undresses himself; in the next second, he's already hovering over you again and gasping your name against your neck.

"Y/n—missed you so much, baby," his voice right next to your ear makes you shiver in anticipation and you know he won't make you wait any longer. You arch further into him and push your hips against his, until you feel his bulge against your stomach. He grinds against you, the hardness of his cock pressing against you, and you slowly bring your hands down his back to bring your hand between your bodies to his cock, but he is quick to stop you when he realizes what you're about to do. "Can I—put it in already? Wanna feel your warmth, wanna be buried in your pussy." A shiver runs down his body, and you nod with a breathy whine when he lines up at your entrance.

So full. Only the head of his cock nudged between your legs, and you already feel full. He slowly inches deeper, the stretch delicious and welcome, especially since you haven't seen him for quite some time, and your body is overwhelmed with sensations and feelings. "Kou—"

"It's okay, baby. It's okay. I'm here." He keeps eye contact as he pushes deeper, but you can see him struggling as well, with his breath shallow and fast and his face blissed out.

He moans loudly for you when you clench around him, the sound unrestricted and loud in the room, and you tug on his silvery-white strands as a response. His moan changes to a whimper, a cute needy sound coming from this big, beefy man, and he finally allows his hips to move, to feel your warmth and wetness. You know you're already dripping for him, making his cock wet, and the lubrication makes him easily glide in and out of you. The first few thrusts start steady and slow, but the whimpering sounds won't stop coming from his lips, a few beads of sweat running down his forehead while he slowly ruts his hips against yours. "Baby—I'm sorry—" he gasps and presses his head against your neck. "Can't fuck you- like I want to—'s too much, missed you too much—" his hips suddenly stutter, and his body tenses on top of yours, and you feel him cumming, the warmth filling you up and making you feel so good while he cums and cums, throaty moans escaping his lips along an incoherent mixture of your name and prayers.

His body finally goes limp above yours, his massive weight caging you underneath, and you gently rake your nails against his back and caress the smooth skin under your fingers.

You stay like that for a few seconds, only your rapid breaths filling the room, until he tenses and sits up a bit to look at your face.

"Baby—I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to cum so fast," another whimper leaves his lips when his softening cock slips from your pussy, and his cum starts leaking out from you. It's a lot. You felt him cumming before, and you know that he usually cums quite a lot- but the amount that's starting to leak from you now is insane.

"Kou—you came so much. All for me?" You ask and bring your hand to his cheek, only for him to lean into your touch. "All for you, baby. Haven't touched myself since I last saw you. Wanna give you everything, always."

He brings his lips down to yours and connects them in a deep kiss, his body slightly trembling from having just finished. He pulls back eventually with a look of sadness on his handsome face, and you know that he is disappointed in himself. "You didn't finish, baby. I want to make you feel good too." Your heart swells with affection at his words, and you smile at him with hearts in your eyes probably.

"It's fine. I'm feeling really good already."

"Y/n, baby." He smiles when he says your name and fully lifts his body, his prominent muscles on his chest and arms all showing when he leans back and looks down at you. "You know that I can give much more than that." He grins, the sweet playful grin that you love so much on him, and he leans down to kiss down on your body, his hands holding your waist and pressing you down to the sheets, and you know exactly what he's up to.

"Now, I'll make you feel really, really good, baby."

[territorial-utopia]

So, I'm alive

I'm also more burnt out than I've ever been

But even then I opened up the next Dragon's Lair file for the first time this year. It's been, rough.

To condense: got a job, several actually (freelance + full time), worked myself to the bone for over a year, even tho i now only have the full time job I'm out of all energy and motivation.

This dumb little sketch is the first digital piece I've done for myself all year. Been trying to figure out the main dragon design for DL for years now.

Well, this one came to me in a cloud

I know it's been a while form the fact that a) my browser did not recognize tumblr just from me typing in the letter T into the url box and b) i was logged out. I truly never intended to leave, and even though I work in my preferred career, yeesh.

To be frank my mental health also crumbled into fine dust. I won't go into it further than that but know that I'm slowly clawing my way back. My employment will end on the 13th of Sep after which I'm taking a longer break to crawl my way to Shop's side and restore myself as much as I can.

Anyway, big preesh to y'all for still coming to my blog and liking and reblogging and commenting on my works. It truly means the world to me <3

[respectthepetty]

IT WASN'T A DREAM!

And now I gotta figure out this blue!

[panickingpagan]

Be for real, the party is a bunch of weirdos who’d wanna know who’s blood tastes the best (it’s wyll’s)

Individual ones under the cut

[mike-milkyway]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BABYBOY BOYFRIEND/BABYGIRL WIFE/POOKIE WOOKIE WITH CREAM AND COLOR SPRINKLES ON TOP, BLACK LEG SANJI‼️‼️💥💥🗣️🗣️🎉🎉

[purple--queen]

The wine bottle had the name "Rioja" written on the label. Rioja

[pseudophan]

life is strange and wine literally sounds like the most perfect evening evr.

it was pretty good! my mum just went to bed though and i do nottt have the patience nor focus to be able to play such a slow game without someone else in the room to talk about it with the entire time so the night has turned into guild wars 2 and wine

[thou-babbling-brook]

Basim and the dichotomy of a college student, circa 2024

[exemplarybehaviour]

Did you know? In Spain, el menú del día (fixed price menu, usually available on week days at lunch time, although some places will offer it at dinner or on weekends) often includes an entire bottle of wine, even if you’re dining alone? Mine also included a liter of cold water!

Obviously I took this as a challenge to drink everything. Obviously I’m not okay.

[revasserium]

WAIT ARE YOU WRITING A COFFEE SHOP AU ZORO FIC STOP I'M GONNA CRY IM IN LOVE WITH UR WRITING AND ZORO AND AAAAAAA <3333

HELP YES I AM LMFAO and thank you!!!! <3

just for that, here's a sneak peak:

“Y’know, if you guys just made out I feel like it would fix a lot of this unresolved tension,” she says, even as you nearly choke on your drink.

You’re still coughing when Zoro joins you by the finished drinks counter.

“I’d rather lose an eye than make out with someone who drinks decaf.”

Nami sighs, shooting you a meaningful look as she slides the double espresso toward Zoro.

You wipe your lips with a napkin before leveling him with a glare.

“Well I’d rather gouge my own eyes out than make out with someone who never grew out of his middle school emo-phase.”

“At least I don’t try to use sugar to fill the gaping hole in your life where a real personality should be.”

“At least I don’t make that gaping hole my entire personality.”

“Princess.”

“Edgelord.”

[scratching92]

So I mentioned this on the discord, but I was looking up possible inspirations for the name SUMMUM as a name for a decorp group (apparently it was actually a backer suggestion that was also the name of a server for a while? Anyway,) and one of the first results I came across was this wikipedia page for a... religion? Cult? Tax evasion scheme? (admittedly those things have a fair bit of overlap) that was led by a guy who went by the name, and this is not a joke, "Summum Bonum Amon Ra".

I just absolutely lost it imagining some dude who's, like, really into decorp, but it's Okay Actually, Because I'm Actually RA. Like, some guy who either claims to be some manifestation of RA or will eventually join with RA, which is why he needs to - and is perfectly okay to - break the First Contact Accords. I doubt this is what the backer who came up with the name ever possibly intended, but it's pretty funny.

[lemon-wedges]

Also making a bar in acnh doesn't hit as hard when u can't add ur own design on a mug to make it look like beer

[prolibytherium]

The fact that you can make wine out of basically any fruit is so endlessly enthralling to me like why are we so stuck on grapes what's so great about them anyway. #Fuck grapes