#I love spicy asks

[thedemoninmywalls]

totally not a suspicious ask at all, but would rire collar aro ? like, give aro a little collar and leash ?

[h0w4m1h3r3]

Cryptid au. I just made it in my head.

w sans, paps, red, edge, blue, stretch, axe and sugar.

Send asks rn I will scream so loud

edit two seconds after I posted this: I'll throw in a dream, NM, ink or error if you ask nicely maybe

[lesbielol]

Howdyyyy, do you have any good porn recs with strap on use? It’s hard to find good lesbian porn where it’s being used. If you do have any recs that’ll be golden

i’m answering all these together because why not :3

MEN and MINORS do not interact (for the love of god have your age somewhere on your blog it isn’t that hard!!)

strap on recs

video 1, video 2, video 3, video 4, video 5, video 6, video 7, video 8, video 9, video 10, video 11, video 12

more porn recs

video 1, video 2, video 3, video 4, video 5, video 6

[togament]

omgggggg togame with a breeding kink i 🫣 if he can take care of choji of course he could take care of a baby

hello, anon! first off, holy shit thank you for planting that idea in my brain. togame with a breeding kink is making me THINK THINGS.

" togame didn’t realize he had a breeding kink until you put the offer on the table. now it’s all he wants to do to you. "

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : BREEDING KINK TOGAME TIME HOLY FUUUUCK, slight praise + degradation combo if you squint, fem! reader, mating press, slight choking, reader is kind of a brat but togame can manage, crying over how good it feels, togame’s going feral, togame’s breeder ballz, togame’s horse cock, togame.

you know the drill. MDNI under the cut. if you’re under 18, shoo shoo now please and thank you.

“I kinda want a baby,” you say as your sunk into your plush couch, sounds ranging from 2 second long clips of popular pop songs to ridiculous soundbytes emanate from your phone while you mindlessly scroll through your instagram reels. your eyes don’t meet togame’s but you can just feel him staring at you with eyes larger than saucers.

you feel the couch dipping when he moves to see you clearer. “woah, babe. where’s this all comin’ from?” he purred with a light lilt to his voice, already set to tease you about it. he’s placing his phone down on the coffee table to face you fully on the couch.

you got his attention.

“I mean… you can handle choji right? if you can take care of him, then you can definitely take care of a baby,” you follow suit, placing your phone on top of his on the table, mirroring him as you face him too. “just thought you’d be a great dad and all.”

‘—a great dad…’ he echoes in his mind. that… sounds appealing to him somehow.

“babies don’t beat people up senselessly, do they?” he jokes. it’s his own silly way of lightening up the mood because huh? that was such a serious subject to open up about. but then he’s met with silence and you reaching out to take your phone back from the coffee table.

oh. oh you were serious about it.

he fucked up there.

you feel his larger hand cover yours before you even touch your phone. with a chuckle, his voice lowers into a soft drawn out tone. it’s like he’s cooing at you. “hmm. ‘a baby’ or ‘our baby’, bunny?” a smile ghosts his features, an eyebrow raised at you with his head angled towards you. while he’s waiting for you to cool down (it doesn’t take long), he’s raising your hand to his lips, he presses kisses on the back of it without looking away from you for a second.

he wants you to know he’s serious too. albeit a bit more… eager than he’d hoped he’d seem.

“…you know what i mean, idiot,” you add with a roll of your eyes. pulling your hand away, you effortlessly pivot yourself to straddle his lap on the couch. he lets out a small hum with his large hands squeezing your ass cheeks. you can feel his thumbs digging into your hip bones, guiding you to move on his now hardened cock through his gray sweatpants.

“i wanna hear it from your lips though,” he guides you to circle your hips, earning a soft sigh from him when you wordlessly comply. “let me ask it again,” his thumbs reach into your shirt to rub at the skin of your hips. your hips seem like they got a mind of its own. staring down at your boyfriend, you swear there’s a different type of glow to them.

he already knew what you wanted to do when you placed your phone over his and not beside it.

“you want me to take care of ‘a baby’ or ‘our baby’?” he purrs, feeling you soak through your panties. his sweatpants have two darker spots on them now, right under where you’re grinding and one just above it. already succumbing to the pleasure, you shamelessly, deliciously start grinding harder, your hands behind you and steady on his knees. letting go of your hip, he thumbs your clit while you continue riding him. you let out a yelp.

“hm? well, baby? you just gonna ride me dry and leave me hangin’?”

a beat.

“o-our baby.” you moan, throwing your head back while you continue soaking through your shorts, your panties. “our baby, togame- fuck-“

withdrawing his thumb harshly from your clit, he purrs. “good fucking girl.”

expertly maneuvering you so he could have you underneath him on the couch, his hand yanks your panties so they’re just hanging from your ankle. dipping lower, he presses kisses along your clothed chest and down, down towards your sopping wet pussy. licking and gently biting on your inner thigh, he looks up at you to speak once more. “Imma need you to scream that shit later, alright doll? I want the neighbors to know yer getting a baby put in ya.”

"so we throwin' the condoms away now?" he teases, motioning over to the side of your bed where you leave boxes upon boxes of condoms. you're both on the bed now, clothes haphazardly shed around your apartment. he's prepped you on the couch earlier, eating you out until you were an absolute quivering mess. your thighs are littered with hickies, bites and small crescents from his nails from when you tried to move away -- you were sensitive but he knew you could handle it.

he's hovering over you, staring down at you so lovingly you almost want him to cuddle you instead. his fingers caress your cheek softly and you lean into it, staring back up at him. FUCK. OKAY. gotta keep your head in the game.

you're trying to get bred and your boyfriend is more than willing to do so. "just shut up and fuck a baby into me already-" you groan, hooking your legs over his waist to pull him closer to you. he's painfully hard right now and he so desperately needs that hot wet warmth envelop him but.. what's this? attitude when he's giving you what you want?

he knows your little game. he's gonna play into it like the great boyfriend that he is.

"okaaay, okay. jesus, baby. tryna let me fuck that attitude outta ya?" his hand ghosts along your neck, caressing it before giving it a light squeeze. your smaller hand caresses his forearm.

"should I just get up and leave?" you add, squeezing his forearm, making him squeeze just a bit harder. "I said what I said."

he huffs when he feels your ankles digging into his lower back. "bossy," reaching down, he pumps his cock a few times before painting the pre on your folds. he's licking his lips now, loving the slick that's coating his thick, mushroom tip. "but that's why I fell in love with you." dripping lube onto your pussy and his tip now, he moves.

no prep, no easing in, no whispered assurances. he's fully sheathed inside of you now; he's curved upwards and to the right so he's definitely, definitely pressing up against the spongey part, moving slightly just to caress it from the inside. his pubes pressing tightly against your core as he stills for a brief moment, breathing in through his teeth with a 'hsssss'. "hhhaaa-! god, you feel so good-" gripping your hips and guiding you to place your legs on the insides of his elbows, leaning closer to you, pressing deeper.. deeper. "i think i'm boutta bust-", he's managed to sneak another teasing jab at you before you slap his chest with a soft thud.

"don't you fucking da-Aah~!" you attempt to nag him before he has you folded into the mattress, held into a mating press with his larger and steady frame. his thick member fucks into you and you yelp, digging your nails into his shoulders. you're sensitive, extremely so. after cumming on his tongue thrice earlier, how couldn't you be? y

ou can feel his balls slapping against your ass. "s-good!!!!" your voice goes unheard, already cock drunk while your lover's fully concentrated on give you what the both of you so desperately want. he doesn't respond. he's moving so harshly the bed shakes and creaks. the headboard rhythmically bumping against the wall above you. his thrusts are far from how he usually fucks you though. it's like he's a different demon now.

it's like he's on a mission.

of course he is. he's out to breed you, remember?

with every thrust, every roll of his hips, you can feel he's been holding this back. how he never asked to take you without a condom on, always waiting for you to speak up first. he's savoring it. sweat drips from his curly black hair and down to your chest, naked bodies writhing on the clean sheets of your bed.

it'll no longer be clean when he's done with you.

"i fuckin' love you," he mumbles against your neck, licking a line up to your ear and he whispers hotly, "i love fuckin' you. yer cunt's droolin' fer me, bunny. want that baby so badly?" his voice grows hot against your neck but then you feel his hand snake between the both of you, pinching and rubbing your clit until you're tightening around him even more. "ye-yes," you whimper quietly, meeting his emerald eyes before he rubs faster, FASTER. "remember what I asked, sweetie? i need you to scream. need the neighbors t'hear y--" "fuck-yes!! put a baby in me togame please, oh fucking PLEASE..!!" you scream and beg, earning a satisfied togame.

"that's my girl," he coos, rubbing your clit and thrusting into you deeper and harder, his fat tip pressing kisses on your cervix.

with the mixed sensation of your pussy clenching around him and his throbbing length buried inside you, he feels like he's about to-

"c-cum.. I'm gonna fuckin' cum. where d'ya want me, baby?" he says between thrusts. he stops rubbing your clit for a moment to spit on his hand to rub you again. "fuckin' scream for me."

"inside! cum inside me please!" you do as you're told. he's rolling your clit between his thumb and forefinger to coax out another reaction from you. his eyes never leaving your sweating and writhing form. "l-look at me when I'm cumming-filling this tight pussy up-- put that baby in y-" his thrusts grow sharper, sloppier, you keep your eyes trained onto him, digging your nails into his shoulders. "sh-it!! I love you-uughh!" a groan escapes his lips as he fills you for the first time. his hand stills on your clit while he's steadily sheathed inside you, spilling and throbbing. the warmth is addicting. you follow suit, squirting and tightening around his thick length, back arching from the bed. you tremble underneath him while you both come down from your high.

with a sigh, he barely holds his weight up on his elbows, hovering over you. he leans down to press a loving, sweaty kiss on your lips though.

"happy?" he asks, still breathless.

the brightest of smiles paint your lips before you respond. "let's do that again." "idiot." ♡⋆˙

a/n: hhehegreehhehe togame. send tweet. tysvm for reading through this and extra tysvm for anon ;v;

p.s: landlord fucking hates you and togame btw lol constant noise complaint after noise complaint. iykyk.

[mblue-art]

this man. ..

(inspo) (og meme)

[spicy-apple-pie]

🔥

Bruce & Dick’s relationship vs. Damian & Dick’s relationship?

ooooooh I was actually kinda wondering if I should bring it up. But because you were pretty specific...

I don't like it when people highkey/lowkey make Dick Damian's father. Like, the way I see it, the only way that Damian and Dick relationship works is Dick being an older brother figure. But that's just my opinion.

I think that they are extremely different since Dick lost the most important people in his life and Bruce related to that so he took him in. Damian and Dick only really got close after the "death" of Bruce, someone very important to both of them.

Also I want to make a comic of Damian and Dick in that one Lilo and Stitch scene where they're screaming at each other.

"WHY DON'T YOU SELL ME BY A RABBIT INSTEAD!"

"AT LEAST A RABBIT WOULD BEHAVE BETTER THAN YOU!"

"AND YOU'D LIKE IT BECAUSE IT'D BE STINKY LIKE YOU!"

"GO TO YOUR ROOOOOOOM!"

"IM ALREADY IN MY ROOM!"

*screams into pillows*

[drenched-in-sunlight]

Do you ship Godwyn and Fortissax? (p.s I LOVE your art! It's amazing!)

i mean if it were the pre-DLC version where i drew him purely on vibe going with whatever was popular in the fandom at the time (cuz i didn't have an actual take on him yet)... yeah maybe?

but the current version im drawing with bracelets and different hairstyle, no, i don't.... because i have a specific interpretation of his relationship with Fortissax, they are at most just close friends to me (actually i don't even believe that because the DLC dragon quest really got me looking sideway at any human that got love from dragons...like why all of them require the dragons to sacrifice so much for some random person that gave them nothing in return leave those creatures alone holy shit at least Nameless King forsake everything to stand by the dragons' side)

[hayatoseyepatch]

Okay BYE sobbing sobbing sobbing!! (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) ♡

Another amazing masterpiece of art by the amazingly talented @sucodelauranja I will STAY forcing her to draw me and my blorbos. I’m so obsessed with this!

It’s a Sayato wedding y’all ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა and ofc you’re all invited!! I’m so beyond happy with this and so greatful that Laura is so talented and captured this moment perfectly like it was in my head. Please please check her out she’s absolutely the sweetest ever and so talented.

Now let’s pop bottles, shake ass, and eat some delicious sweets from the SakoTia bakery (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

[ragnarokhound]

Hey hun are you ready for our date tonight?

Anyways not to #wifepost twice in one day, but you could definitely write a filthy little dirty story about jason digging a bullet out of tim but it’s like a sex thing. Lots of potential for dirty dirty sex (I’m the only one allowed to leave marks on you)

Oh my god, babe!! Let me throw together a fit, this is such a nice surprise~ 😘

And twice in one day? 😳you're spoiling me, omg

Anyone who's read my 15k teen wolf fic or my soulmates!au for jaytim week this year should already know that I am a sucker for 'bullied into the bathroom and gruffly taken care of' so this scenario activates all of my symptoms at once

I could definitely write a filthy little dirty story that's just one scene i prommy it'll just be the one scene because that's all you need right

Jason busting down the door of a safehouse with Tim in hand, Tim hissing while also trying to lie to Jason that he's fine, it's just a graze--

"Bullshit," Jason snarls at him. Bullshit it was a graze. The blood on Jason's gloves says otherwise.

(AAAND I'M NOT ACTUALLY GOING TO WRITE IT TODAY BECAUSE I DO HAVE WIPS I NEED TO FINISH IN A TIMELY FASHION, BUT THANKS FOR ADDING ANOTHER ONE TO THE PILE, LOVE)

But for reference, things this ought to feature:

Tim making whimpering, bitten off and breathy moaning noises that are all rooted in pain

Jason getting angry because those noises aren't for him, not really, it's someone else's bullet lodged in Tim--

Jason getting angry because he shouldn't be thinking like that, Tim's hurt and Jason needs to take care of him, but he also needs to stop looking at Jason like that, with low, hooded eyes and tears leaking out of the corners to streak past his red, panting mouth--

Jason so afraid because Tim's eyes are fluttering closed, stay awake babybird, stay awake baby, please--

Tim waking up with Jason curled around him, a possessive hand on his neck, a protective hand on his bandages, and wishing in the privacy of his own mind that at least one of the bruises throbbing under his skin had been given to him by Jason instead

[danwhobrowses]

So there was a Callowmoore question on 4SD which has got people talking and since nobody will ask me about it I'm gonna get it out of my brain anyway.

For someone on 4SD as frequently as Taliesin, Callowmoore questions are rare and I think that partly comes from us fans not wanting to try and steer him but also because his answers tend to be complicated. He's quite plain with other stuff, but a lot also gets offered into interpretation when it comes to Ashton and Fearne.

And granted, we Callowmoores would love for him to pull a Liam and just up and say Ashton has feelings for her, but I think we all know that's not Tal's way; aside from the nuggets of wisdom, killer one-liners and unique homebrews, we tend to love Tal's characters for their actions and expressions, some of which subtle and rewarding to those paying attention. For this reason I have had to mull over this one minute answer for most of my day and figure out what I think he means by it, like blue curtains in a book.

To note though, 'I think' is the operative term, but I also don't believe that Tal has left Callowmoore better or worse by his response.

One of the interesting things I want to point out is that my interpretations are observing the divide between Taliesin's words and his roleplaying; it is not to say that Tal is being dishonest in his answers, but I also see it as the answers are what Ashton thinks and his roleplay is how they feel.

So no, Ashton isn't 'precious' about Fearne wandering off when sleeping beside each other, if she said no or came back safely it wouldn't have bothered them, and it's fair for Ashton to have preferred Fearne to have woke them up. And yet that doesn't deny the reaction Ashton had waking up to find her gone and fearing that she's in danger, and not there to help her; the panic, the anger, the impatience are all clear and instinctive reactions Ashton is having that imply that her being with them is important. They're not precious about Fearne waking up and leaving the bed before they wake, and yet they'll still smile upon waking and finding that she's still there.

The 'Adventurers with Benefits' is one of two comments I can see being used maliciously against shippers, but it's worth reminding that on the last Callowmoore question Tal was asked, he mentioned that Ashton doesn't believe that someone would love them. Ashton feels unlovable, and yet they still ask for intimacy with Fearne, leaning further into their connection but also not pressuring her into commitment. It's also worth pointing out that this is still a slow burn, even Jester questioned whether her feelings for Fjord were legitimate or a romanticized fantasy at one point, and Ashton is not privy to Fearne's feelings for them. Ashton frames it as Adventurers with Benefits because they don't allow themselves to entertain the idea of Fearne reciprocating feelings for them, and yet their impulse to kiss her before absorbing the shard, to frequently engage in physical contact at a growing rate, to playfully steal and share each other's clothing, the desire to defend her from harm or anyone that might have ulterior motives, and to willingly do anything and everything just for her to smile in their direction again, that paints more of a picture than just benefits.

Which finally gets us to Ashton's theory of love. Tal mentions that Ashton believes that love is 'wanting to trust somebody, but not trusting them'. Immediately: No, haters, I don't think this means Ashton doesn't trust Fearne, nor do I think it means that Ashton trusts Fearne so they don't love her. Ashton trusts all the Hells (well, maybe not Braius since they just met), but Fearne is special to them in a different way, they've already platonically said that they loved her when they first were using their titan forms. In addition, this could be an elaboration of the last time Tal brought up Ashton's opinion of Love on the post-shard Callowmoore question: 'love is ignorance and adorableness'. This is another thing that can develop, elaborate and/or change over time, but at the current moment Ashton's interpretation of love can come from environment; Imogen wants to trust Laudna but can't wholly trust her given Delilah, but even Ashton can see that they love each other. Tal also mentioned that Ashton is not very experienced in relationships - which kinda plays into my belief that Ashton and Fearne, while have had relationships, haven't had deep romantic feelings or proper intimacy before, which makes them discovering it with each other more special - so their understanding of love can only exist on what they assume it's like.

And yet what if you reworded the phrase in the same spirit? 'Love is trusting someone wholeheartedly even with nothing to reassure it', there have been many a time something looked to go south and faith was put in another anyway; the shard may be a bad example because it did go wrong but even though the red flags were there Ashton upon completing the process said 'thank you for trusting me', when Fearne took the shard Ashton was a bag full of panic their experience meant they couldn't trust that the shard wouldn't be just as bad for Fearne, and yet they still wanted to trust that Fearne would succeed. Ashton couldn't trust that whenever Fearne was wild shaped, cornered by Otohan, or taken away by Ira on Ruidus that she'd come back safe, and yet still wanted to trust that she would, Ashton couldn't confirm that Fearne wasn't a Doppelganger in Nanna Mori's trust trial - even when FCG and Imogen suspected it was her - and yet they still wanted to trust that it was her. Ashton's view on love may not be entirely right but it's not entirely wrong either, what is blind faith if not ignorant and adorable? Even with their interpretation, Ashton has put plenty of faith in Fearne even when the risk was high.

In conclusion, Ashton's behaviour towards Fearne do often imply a complexity rather than a discrepancy to Tal's 4SD statements, that maybe Ashton's emotions and subconscious are not in sync with their self-doubt driven thoughts, perhaps it is the way Ashton tempers their feelings to try and not get hurt by them or cause Fearne to get hurt by them again. Ashton's apology to her post-shard made a point of noting how she means a lot to them, and how hurting her was one of the worst things they have done, and as they work towards self-improvement and self-discovery, there will likely be a point where self-realisation comes into play too, and they can understand why what they're thinking differs to how they're feeling.

Again, this is all interpretation, speculation and observation, one that like the core statements doesn't add or subtract but fills in some gaps either way. Ashton's feelings are a complicated matter, which is likely why Tal entices and creates such speculation with a complicated answer. Right now Ashton clearly does care for Fearne and share a special relationship that's regrowing after suffering tension, loss and fear, blooming back into trust, joy and comfort, but save 5 Disney Greek Muses backing him up in a Gospel song they're not just gonna out and say they're in love

And Yet...

[johnslittlespoon]

"Such a good little pup, aren't you?"

u know i have to request this (from smut dialogue) with buck and bucky😭😭😭😭

prompts | i got three requests with this dialogue right off the bat LOL we are all a dog–coded bucky hive mind truly. <3

Gale’s hand tangles in the soft dark curls of the man sat between his legs, feeling thumbs drag slow circles over the muscle of his calves while John looks up at him adoringly from where his cheek is pressed to his thigh.

Long lashes flutter when he gives John’s hair a little tug, pulling him closer, smiling fondly at the way he shuffles forward on his knees and then settles, watching Gale expectantly.

“Aren’t you just the prettiest thing?” He purrs out, and a soft pink spills across John’s cheeks. Gale lowers his other hand to rest over his belt buckle, and John goes very still, gaze flicking between Gale’s face and his lap, and he can’t help but breathe out a quiet laugh at his anticipation.

“You think you’ve been patient enough?” He asks, like he hasn’t just had John sit on the floor next to his chair for the better part of an hour, catching every subtle shift from the corner of his eye each time he’d turn a page of his book.

John nods slowly, like it’s a trick question, but Gale gently pushes his hair back in reassurance, nodding.

“I think so too,” he agrees, retracting his hand and instead working his belt open, watching John’s lips part as his eyes zero in on the motion, a visible shiver running through him at the quiet clink of the metal. He gets his zipper down and pulls himself out, dragging his hand up and down lazily, stomach twisting hot at the way John’s tongue reflexively slips out to wet his pretty pink lips.

He waits, letting John squirm for a little bit longer, only caving when he hears a whisper of a whimper bubble up in his throat.

“Alright,” he gives the go ahead, and John eagerly leans forward, splaying his fingers out over Gale’s thighs, not needing to be reminded not to use his hands, not when he’s like this. He groans when John licks a sloppy line up the underside of his cock, bringing a hand back down to twist in his hair, though he doesn’t have to give much else direction before soft wet heat wraps around him.

Gale curses under his breath, lightly pressing against the back of John’s head, and spit–slicked lips slide further down with ease. He feels John hum around him when the tip of his nose brushes against his stomach, watches his eyes slip closed, feels his hands twitching on his thighs.

His throat contracts around him when he swallows, and Gale can’t resist rocking his hips up just a little, hissing at the sensation, heart skipping a beat at the whine it drags from John. He pets his hair, keeping the weight of his hand in place when he rolls his hips again, and John’s fingertips dig into the fabric at his thighs, the vibrations of a blissful moan running straight up his cock and sinking into his bones.

“Such a good little pup, aren’t you?” He rasps appreciatively, and John’s eyes are already glazed over when he blinks them open to look up at Gale the best he can, cheeks beautifully flushed. “It’s like you’re made for this.”

Gale slides his boot inwards just enough to slip his calf between John’s parted legs, finding a slow rhythm as he grinds up into his velvet–soft mouth. He can feel John’s hips subtly twitch forward against his leg, and he presses it harder into his clothed crotch in encouragement, unable to drag his eyes away from the image before him.

“Good boy,” he breathes out. “Take what you need, darling.”

Muffled gags and moans fill the room as John ruts against his leg, looking drunk on his praise, all worked up and needy just from Gale using his throat. It’s a sight Gale will never grow tired of, and one he’ll never stop feeling lucky to witness.

[blasphemousclaw]

Thoughts on Rennala/Marika?

full disclosure, I genuinely tried to write down some actual thoughts on their dynamic but my brain kept coming back to this

[lloydfrontera]

In my opinion, the reason the reunion scene was skipped was because the author couldn’t figure out a way to write it non-romantically and gave up after a while

honestly. i kinda agree with you nonnie.

it just. the set up to the scene is sooooo romantic. you have lloyd being absolutely devastated at the thought he's not going to see any of his loved ones ever again and that he's been dropped back into his terrible life, to the place he admitted he'd rather die than go back to,,, and then someone knocks at the door and when he opens it this is the sight that greets him:

his best friend, the person he's closest to, the one he's spent years with, the one he promised a peaceful life at his side, the one he wanted to grow old with, the one he sacrificed everything for, the one he effectively gave his life to save, the one he thought he'd never see again, standing at his door, having crossed literal dimensional barriers to get to him, a soft and teary smile on his face as he tells him "i missed you"

like. c'mon.

i'm all for platonic interpretations, i'm aroace, i love me a good best friendship as much as the next guy, but,,,, isn't this,,, like,,, really fucking romantic??? extremely so??? am i??? reading too much into it?? because it feels really, really romantic to me.

and like you say. where do you go from there. what response could lloyd give that doesn't involve throwing himself at javier and clinging to him with all of his strength. what conversation could these two have that doesn't involve them seeing how truly devoted they are to each other. what resolution does their arc together have that isn't them spending the rest of their lives together, at each other's side, like they so dearly wanted to.

but. alas. that wasn't the story bk moon wanted to tell. and that's very much his right. i just think that if he didn't want me to assume there's no in-character and narratively satisfying version of that conversation that doesn't end with them kissing he should've at least tried to give us something. and not completely skipped it lol

but that's just my opinion too :]

[spicy-apple-pie]

I’ve only known your adopted Damian au for an hour and a half. But if anything happens to him I will kill everyone on this site and then myself.

I feel like I've been handed a grenade lol.

(ps don't worry, he gets a happy ending :))

[babybirbb]

ok all ur recent suits posting has made me insane (affectionate) like i only ever casually watched an episode of the show here or there but like Harvey and Mikes whole dynamic is 👀👀👀 do you have any fic recs or anything that you particularly enjoy about them? <3

Something about these two just makes me absolutely feral, the most feral I’ve felt in a while. Idk how people can be normal about Mike and Harvey.

I think one of my favorite things about them is how they seem to be (for the most part) constantly choosing each other. From the very start, Harvey chose Mike, despite all the reasons why he shouldn’t have. That man was a goner the moment Mike stepped into the room. Throughout the entire show, Harvey chooses Mike over everyone else (literally everyone). 

We won’t talk about how Mike’s character changes in the later seasons but regardless I feel like he often chooses Harvey as well. He chooses to go help Harvey instead of picking up Rachel’s phone call. He chooses to protect Harvey from going to jail by going himself. They always seem to just gravitate back towards each other. (it’s almost as if they were written for each other lol)

I think another thing I really like about them and their dynamic is the amount of potential that they have. There are so many facets and layers to their relationship that you can explore so many different parts about them, and I personally could never get tired.

Some of the sides I like exploring when it comes to engaging with fan content are the pining, taking care of each other, and the general friendship that they share. Not to mention that Mike is literally my type so of course I’m also obsessed with the puppy analogy and his general brattiness lmao.

Thank you for your ask and your patience anon, hope that my answer satisfied your wonderful request <3 Under the cut, I'll add these five fics I handpicked just for you! (decided to keep it PG13 so these are all rated teen+ on AO3 btw)

Midnight Encounter by laughter_now - hurt/comfort, Mike gets hurt and Harvey takes care of him, super domestic

in the other hours by tattooedsiren - 5+1 things, Mike can't sleep vs the one time he does fall asleep, also domestic

Lean on Me by LearnedFoot - getting together, more hurt Mike, and more caretaking Harvey

ex fide fiducia by kim47 - first kiss, very sweet

A moonlit escapade by flamyshine - obligatory s2 ep 10 fic, pre-relationship with lots of fluff and kisses, also silly goofy /pos imo