#I hope this was good

[gojhoes]

gojo x fem!reader, established relationship, soft serve vanilla morning sex, slight dom gojo, p-in-v backshots, unprotected sex, characters in their late 20s, yummy dick print, big hands big dick, im feral nsfw, mdni

satoru is always so sensitive in the morning. even the slightest stimulation makes his already hard dick twitch with a wave of pleasure.

he glances over at your sleeping frame, eyes trailing along the shape of your waist and hips through those tiny lounge shorts. there’s just something about the soft fabric that always makes him want to nudge his cock into your ass, grinding softly just to take the edge off.

and so he does. he shifts under the covers, sliding closer to you to rid of any space that might keep you away from him. his arm snakes around your middle, putting just enough pressure to firmly press his hips into yours.

you stir, humming softly and making those cute little sleepy sounds. it’s so amusing because you look so innocent, yet satoru knows very well that you’re just as weak to desire as he is. from the way you gently wiggle your hips to “get more comfortable” to the warmth of your skin against his bare chest, it’s all but obvious.

satoru nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, placing soft, slow kisses over your shoulder. you let out a sigh, bringing your hand to the back of his head to gently card through soft white locks. you’re both too sleepy to speak, preferring to let your tired bodies respond to one another unconsciously.

he tilts his head so that he can bring his lips just below your jawline, sucking gently on the delicate skin over your pulse point. your grip tightens on his scalp– a signal that you want more. he catches the skin between his teeth as he sucks harder, soothing to site with a swipe of his tongue. he untangles the arm holding you close, instead slipping his hand under your tank top to hold your warm breast.

satoru doesn’t even have to say anything to get you to roll over onto your knees and bury your face into the pillow. he rises up onto his own, placing his hands on either of your hips and squeezing. his cock is aching, yearning so desperately to stretch out your warm pussy that a wet patch starts to form on his boxers.

while he rids himself of the fabric, freeing his cock from its confines. the air cools the hot, sensitive skin, his wet slit shining in the early morning light. while satoru slides your shorts down, using two fingers to spread you open and run them along your holes, you reach over to retrieve your vibrator from the side table. he’s barely got himself lined up with your cunt, which is dripping from just the littlest bit of his teasing, before you click the button twice.

both of you let out strained moans, sighing heavily when he finally slides into you, feeding inch by inch until his length is sucked all the way in. the soft buzzing reverberates through your pussy, only helping to make him twitch violently when each wave of pleasure makes your cunt flutter rhythmically around his dick. when it’s like this, it never takes long for either of you to cum. it’s not that satoru ever minds slowing down to help you feel good– but it is so much better when he doesn’t have to.

you’re already so close when he’s just started to fuck you proper, pulling his hips away only to slam back in with force that has your thighs trembling. you’re being so selfish with that vibrator of yours, trying to create your own rhythm on his cock and use him. satoru’s hands fly to your hips to hold you still, squeezing the bones tight as if to warn you to obey his lead. he started this, you gave in, and you’ll finish because of him.

satoru positions his hips as his pace reaches a steady speed, knowing this angle always pushes his tip into your sweet spot. it’s a combination of thrusts and pulling you into him by the waist, a perfect combination.

“it doesn’t have to be that hard,” you told him. “just consistent.”

and satoru smiled at that– you were so shameless even with blushing cheeks. “that’ll make you cum, hm?”

“mmm, i’m close,” you say, voice quiet and thick with drowsiness. the vibrator gets louder and so does your breathing, small moans beginning to fill the room. “–do just like that.”

you’re so wet– satoru looks down to see a white ring painted around the base of his shaft that sends a pang of satisfaction through the haze of his pleasure. he silently wishes he’d eaten you out first… such a waste of pretty slick; the thought makes his mouth water, and he vows not to deprive himself the next time.

it’s too much; the soft vibrations, your strained moans which only grow in volume and desperation, the sensitivity he’s been fighting to resist since the moment he woke up. your pussy quivers and flutters around him as you finally come undone, whimpering while he pounds into you through your orgasm.

“fuck, oh fuck-” his balls are so tight, he’s been leaking into you this whole time, it’s too much, you’re so wet and tight. you push your hips back into him, hard and fast, helping him keep pace until finally, finally, a groan escapes his lips and his eyes squeeze shut, and he empties every drop of cum inside your pussy, his cock twitching rhythmically.

the sound of matching breaths fills the room, smelling of cum and your body lotion as satoru rests his head on your back. it’s always so much better in the morning.

[funera1pyre]

hiiiiii, could you maybe write something about vessel comforting the reader? like she had a couple of exhausting days at shool and she comes home on the verge of crying so he takes care of her and maybe they end up reading on the couch together? it's okay if you don't want to write it, I know it's kind of a lot 😅

absolutely. i’ve been going through a lot myself lately so this will definitely be cathartic. love u ❤️

the moment vessel sensed you at the front door, he knew something was wrong.

the ache in his chest intensified as he began to meet you, when the doorknob twisted and the door opened and he was met with your tearstained face, his heart dropped.

it was so hard to avoid his gaze. so hard. no matter how much you would try to not drag vessel into your problems, your soul bond rendered that impossible. seeing vessel staring at you with such worry and adoration was enough to send you sobbing.

collapsing into his arms, you let the tears flow freely. vessel was on you in an instant, supporting your weight and securing you tightly in his arms. he knew you wouldn’t want to talk at first, so he chose to not pry. “it’s alright, my love, let it all out. i am here.” he says so gently as he holds your head against his chest.

feeling his warmth surround you, it was easier to calm down. you hated when vessel had to see you like this. he slowly swipes your tears away from your cheeks, pressing a kiss to your forehead as you regain control of your breathing.

with a hand soothingly rubbing your back, vessel says “do you want to talk about it?”

“it’s so hard.. so much at work.. i’m so overwhelmed. i’m not being recognized or appreciated and it’s so frustrating because i always give my all.” you sniffle, and vessel cups your face in his hands. met with your red and teary eyes, he wants nothing more than for you to feel better.

“my love, i know that you always do your best. it is unfortunate that people treat you this way, you do not deserve to be put down in the slightest. i am always proud of you and i am always by your side. we will get through this together in time, my love. for now, i am here.”

he plants a sweet kiss on the tip of your nose, and when you crack a small smile vessel’s heart fills with warmth. “thank you vess, i love you.”

“i love you most, my heart. how would you like to read the next chapter of our book?” vessel says, taking your hand and lightly squeezing. you nod in return, and follow him to the couch in your living room.

vessel’s blankets are already sprawled across, he picks you up and places you down lightly and wraps you in his big fluffy blanket, sitting behind you and dragging you into his lap. the ache in vessel’s chest has completely disappeared, now filled with the wholeness of your love and hope for the future.

he wraps his arms around you, opening your shared book and beginning to read to you. you’ve never felt more at home.

[just-1-scorpio]

talking about character designs from Dislyte: Brynn

So II finaly did it. I finaly wrote it. Sorry if this will be badly writen, or akward, and for the bad English.

So let's start.

So Brynn is the protagenist for the first story mód, the one that we had seince global lunch.

Her ccolour palette is relativly simple, but goas well together. She is a rock star, and influences from rock fashion is noticable. A common thing with the style that is common in rock subculture is that it's edgy, and rebelius. Even if her disgne doas not fit completely into this categories, she still doas have elements common with the style. Her hair style, the style of the boots, the spiked choker, and the chains.

If it was up to me, I went with a mire edgy, and rebelius look, but the disgne we got is still pretty good and you can still tell that she is a rock star, and I like fect that her wings are not stereotipical angel wings, and are smaller, have defrent shape, and are on the lower back, whaile still meneges to get the attention.

[purinna]

“You struggled, it pained you, when we’d have to say a silly goodbye.

You struggled the moment we had to close the phone, even though it would never be for long,

You struggled the morning when you knew the next we wouldn’t be together,

but I took it with smiles for you, maybe then it would pain you less.

Or maybe it was just that I never knew it was goodbye, to me it was “until I see you again”.

It pained you when we’d have say a silly goodbye.

You swooned when I wore a dress.

And now, for the phone is always closed, smiles never seen, and dresses you don’t know worn,

everyday you struggle in pain.”

-Celia’s “you struggled to say a silly goodbye” but Made it Mine.

[munchbell45]

shino for the character ask game :p

What I Love: I think that the Aburame clan abilities are very cool and unique. They're pretty good for stealth and the ability to drain the enemy's chakra is cool and useful. It would have been cool to see more of Shino in action.

I also like seeing analytical characters in action, strategizing plans in the middle of a fight and managing to outwit their foes.

What I Wish Was Understood: This one is hard for me to think about.

Headcanons: I can imagine Shino spending a lot of time in the woods, collecting insects and recording their unique traits and drawing them. Actually, I could see him being very good at drawing in general, especially animals.

Who I like to see him interact with: I find it funny when he interacts with loudmouth characters. I also like how Hinata is very supportive of him.

Who He Should Interact More With: Anyone, really. I feel like he didn't get as much focus later on in the series compared to some of the other members of the Konoha 12. Maybe somebody from another village? Ooh- Or maybe Kankuro in Shippuden, since they fought as enemies in the Konoha crush.

Headcanons with other characters: I could see him and Hinata walking in the woods together. he'd talk about all of the unique animals (insect or otherwise) that live in the forest, and she'd talk about the flowers.

I could also see Tsume and Shibi (Kiba's mom and Shino's dad) trying to form closer ties between the Inuzuka and Aburame clans since both of their sons are on the same team and eventually become friends.

[quite-right-too]

Hi! For the sentence prompt thing: “Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

“Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

The Doctor froze, his hands ceasing their movements around the console. He turned around and looked at Rose, who was nervously biting her lip.

“Oh love,” he said lovingly, walking over to her and pulling her into his arms. “Of course I did. I meant every single word. I still mean every single word.”

The pet names were new. In fact, a lot of things were new. After Krop-Tor, the Doctor simply couldn’t wait another minute. Nearly losing Rose and the beast’s words were enough to send him over the edge. The night they got back to their home, everything changed.

He confessed his love for her, his absolute adoration, and she reciprocated. The admissions of love led to desperate kisses and gripping each other as if this was the last moment they would spend together. The Doctor made love to her that night, whispering sweet words and for a moment, nothing else mattered but them. The Doctor and Rose Tyler, the stuff of legend.

“I love you, Rose Tyler. I have always loved you and I will always love you.” His reassurances seemed to help, as he felt the tension melt away.

Rose was the first to pull away from the hug, looking into the Doctor’s eyes, seemingly as if she was looking directly into his soul. Without a second thought, she gripped his tie, pulling him in for a searing kiss. The Doctor wrapped his arms around her with no hesitation, melting into the kiss.

Pulling away, Rose murmured against his lips. The words that will always shoot jolts down his spine, no matter how many times he will here them.

“And I will always love you, my Doctor.”

Send me a sentence prompt and I'll write you a TenRose ficlet!

[crisalidaseason]

Hey it’s the platonic Armin and Mikasa Anon,and I was wondering if you have any more platonic headcanons but this time for Erwin and or Levi as a father figure?

You asked me one of my favorite things to do, I will forever be grateful! Also, not explicit to be an X reader but it can be if you squint because I kept it very focused on the characters.

Father Figures

Characters: Erwin, Levi

Erwin

First things first, this man seemed to have a very present father in his life, until the man was taken, and I imagine his father was those kind of people who treat their kids like human beings with critical thinking and ability to understand the world around them. I believe this shapes who Erwin is as a person and how he treat others.

The kind of parental figure that needs to teach as much as he can, always giving life advice to the point of annoyance, but out of pure worry. Erwin knows commanders have a short life span and he wants to teach as much as he can before life is taken from him.

Extremely attentive to needs and possible problems. He can also be sweet, but his actions are more discrete in public. At the same time, he can be stoic and demanding in times of duty, but never mean or with intentions to hurt. He is not overly affectionate, but he is extremely respecfull.

in more private moments, outside the eyes of the military, he displays a horrible sense of humor that he is extremely proud of and wants to share, safe to say is strange to see Erwin make jokes with a serious face. Also, he loves sharing his passion for a good reading or just speak mindlessly about some new gossip within the higher ranks or even the nobility. Despite his stoic persona, Erwin is a little bit of a gossiper.

A little hypocrite. He sacrifices other people's kids with ease, despite the guilt, but he will hesitate to endanger his own beloved people. It is a huge dilemma he struggles with and sometimes this duality can strain the relationship since Erwin can make harsh decisions.

He is terrified of the government, not because of his own safety, but of others. He has plan A, B, C, D for his beloved ones just in case the government decides to persecute again. After the disappearance of his father, and probably his murder, in such a mysterious way, Erwin is terrified of going thourgh the same situation again.

As much as he is respectfull, when Erwin needs to scold or give a lesson...the man is terrifying. He does not yell, but his voice is already incredibly deep and loud and it feels like the world is rumbling around you. It is intimidating.

Levi

Caos. Not in a fun way though. Levi's experience with parenthood is limited, only his mother showed him love and Kenny was too emotionally stunted to actually bond with him. With that in mind, Levi has a very hard time being a soft parent. He is dry and blunt, not sugarcoating things at all and not afraid of giving his opinion even if it hurts.

BUT, Levi is not a horrible person. In fact, his stoic and almost bored face hides a worried and very traumatized man. He is deathly afraid of getting attached and loosing people in the end, and this reflects on his relationships. He cares so much that he sometimes looses his sense of rationality, often making him act on impulse to protect. He is also extremely attentive, but acts on it in silent ways. Nobody notices and he likes it that way. He likes to care in silence.

Once he inevitably opens up (because Levi does get soft after a while, he is just good at pretening not to be) he is the most unintentionally funny person. He does not have a sense of humor, but his blunt answers and reactions to shenanigains are so precious.

Levi is the kind of parental figure that is stone cold whenever you're in danger but as soon as safety is established he just looses it. The man does not yell, but he is extremely vocal about his worry and sometimes he makes strangling motions to express how angry he is. It is intimidating but also quite fun to see this short man rage around. After a while he will knock on the bedroom door with a steaming cup of tea and awkwardly say "don't pull a shit like that again" with a tired but sad voice.

Levi does not have much free time, but when he does the man enjoys people watching, specially the younger ones. He might say they are all annoying brats but there is a warmth in his chest whenever he sees the them having fun and unhinged conversations. Levi feels old when they grow up under his watch, afraid they will one day forget about his old grumpy self. Levi might deny it, but all he always wanted was to care and be cared for.

He is always the one babysitting and it's the funniest thing in the world. Levi is not very patient, we all know that, but his eyes legit twitch out of stress when he is looking after a bunch of teens. The man genuinely evaluates his life choices whenever someone says or does something stupid. At the same time, his lips twitch wanting to smile because he finds the stupid behaviors fun, reminding him of precious people long gone in his life.

Love language is threatening. He is very creative with his insults and threats. Also, depending on his tone of voice, insults are compliments: "You're a little shit, you know that?" means "You're a good kid" "What the fuck did they feed you?" means "you've grown a lot" "You're slightly less horrible" means "I'm proud of you". It takes a while for people to notice, but it's all in his eyes, they go softer.

[itsnotreal]

33 please 😊

Oh gosh… that’s a big one.. let’s see what I can do 😌

Harry sat across from the tattoo artist, eyeing Louis bare asscheek in the reflection of the mirror, “Are you sure that’s the decision you want to make?”

There was a purple outline of a penguin wearing headphones on his right cheek. Harry tried to stifle a laugh into his hand, but clearly failed miserably when Louis head snapped around to him. “There’s a reason I’m getting it on my arse, Harry.”

“Look, you can always—.”

“No.” He shook his head firmly side to side. “I never back down from an odds.”

“But there were other options. This one seems a bit… odd.” He snickered. “Pun fully intended.”

“It was either this or a very detailed penis, Haz.” He shot him a death glare. “I think you can see how this would be the better option.”

The tattoo artist cleared his throat, “Sorry to interrupt your lovers spat, but I do have other clients today.”

“Sorry, Shane.” Harry watched on as Louis eyed the penguin outline once more, before moving towards the tattoo chair. “Let’s do it.”

Harry leaned back in his seat, linked his hands behind his head as his said, “Honestly, it’s almost the shape of a lighthouse. Maybe you could get it covered one day.”

Louis threw a middle finger in his direction.

[livealittleoc-cb]

Yeri: [ 𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver soup when they’ve fallen ill. (It’s for the bite marks that never healed-) - @reve-rv

🍹Emilia had her arms crossed as she looked at Yeri over watching her move aorund making something. She tilted her head confused as she looked at her arm, running her fingers over the teeth marks that were left behind on it. "I'm almost done! I promise-" She let out as she fussed around making...something. Emilia just raised her brow in question but nodded her head and letting out a small sound. She bounced her leg as Yeri came back with a bowl in her hand clearly hot.

"And what is that now?" Emilia asked with both her brows raised. Yeri gave her a nervous smile as she placed the bowl down.

"Um an 'I'm sorry' soup, to say I'm sorry for biting you." She scratched the back of her neck softly while Em hummed before letting out a small laugh and a shake of her head.

"Thank you, you really didn't have to do that though." She took the spoon handed to her and dipped it into the bowl. She blew on it before putting the spoon in her mouth. She hummed softly and smiled. "It tastes really good~ Thank you Yeri." Yeri let out a breath of relief before a big smile breaks out onto her face as she bounces on her toes.

"I had to let you know how sorry I was!" She giggled as Emilia just playfully rolled her eyes and kept eating.

[robyn-i-guess]

liking someone platonically is so embarrassing like. yeah i admire you. yeah i think about you all the time. yeah i look forward to every time i see you even if it's only for a minute. yeah it's all platonic and yeah i couldn't explain this because it'd sound romantic. fucking hell

[koobiie]

shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

License to Kitty.

[kedreeva]

Following the author of The Last Unicorn on Facebook is the only thing that makes being on that site worthwhile.

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[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

[hansoeii]

look at you, you're gorgeous!