#IVE HAD THIS SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD FOR LIKE WEEKS

[squidflavoredsoup]

this is kinda roomie cipher i think sorta maybe in a way

yeah

this could’ve worked as billford too but uhh i didn’t think of that when i first drew it

damn🚶🚶🚶

[thym3y]

i'm a fool to do your dirty work

[ducktracy]

there is truly a Daffy for every occasion. i've been obsessing over Oklahoma! for the past week and wouldn't you know it, the duck already beat me to the punch. but technically i beat me to the duck beating me to the punch since i was the one who saved this panel months ago with the caption of "Daffy is a fan of Rodgers and Hammerstein's Oklahoma". turns out it is i who is a fan of Rodgers and Hammerstein's Oklahoma. i am a fan of Daffy as fan of Rodgers and Hammerstein's Oklahoma

i am also a fan of this. and i hope you are too.

[littlehatmouse]

lots of doodles because i forget to post art here most of the time

[lesbiankendall]

KNEE DEEP IN THE PASSENGER SEAT AND YOURE EATING ME OUT IS IT CASUAL NOWWWWW

[skitskatdacat63]

The double-edged sword of enjoying Chicago and knowing basically all the songs by heart, but also can't stop crying every time I watch/listen to any of them bcs I can't stop thinking about how covid robbed me of getting the experience of ever performing it :(

[just-spacetrash]

uh ough the fuckery

Every body wants to get a piece of me

[red-dyed-sarumane]

someone rbed an old post about rinri no hitsugi & coincidentally thats what im listening to. truly a rinri no hitsugi appreciation day.

[aethelwyneleigh27]

Ex-husband!Simon "Ghost" Riley Drabble

Hi lovelies! Lia here again, I've been quite busy with school so I hope you guys can be a little patient with content since I've been stuck on a slump and there's a lot of things I'm currently busy with at the moment because of school despite posting so much last week. Here's the weekly content and I hope you all enjoy :)

Also how do you all feel if I write works inspired by old gacha songs? And yes I used to be a gacha girly, it was some wild phase AHAHAHA

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Brainrot, Ex-husband!Simon "Ghost" Riley who decided he wanted to get a divorce with you because things weren't working out between the both of you, so you had to share custody of your daughter.

You managed to get yourself together, having no time to grieve that part of you that he took with him because you had a little one depending on you. You loved that girl for all she was, however she brings you and Simon together.

Not that you resent her for it, god no, it wasn't her fault you and your husband couldn't see eye to eye.. that he refused to retire after everything, maybe it was just your paranoia getting to you. You couldn't stand the fear anymore, the fear of one day he's not the one you'll see when you open the front door but Price.

You forgot how difficult it was doing this on your own until now, you could barely get up, your head was actually killing you. You pushed through, making your daughter breakfast.

You felt like you were about to throw up, ears started to ring and everything else felt numb. The next thing you know was your eyes rolling back and everything going black, the last thing you heard was your toddler panicking, calling you over and over on the verge of crying.

All while you were unconscious, your little one runs to your room to look for your phone to call her dad.

"Listen I know we—" Simon said expecting you on the phone before getting cut off by his daughter..

"Dada! Momma's dead, dada. Momma's not breathing!" In a panic, she cried it out like a mantra. Simon was in a panic, he got up from where he was and was speeding towards what used to be your shared home.

The next thing you know, you were hearing the beeps of a heart monitor. All your senses were working, all except sight.. you didn't have enough energy to open them, in the coldness of your whole body from the well ventilated room, you felt warmth on your hand.

It was all too familiar, calloused but so gentle and warm. Simon.. it was Simon. All while processing this situation, all that's going through Simon's head are the what ifs.

"Fucking hell, help her.. My wife, she's been unconscious for thirty minutes. She's breathing but it's faint and she's burning" Simon almost yelled in a full panic, he was doing his best not to snap at the hospital staff but how couldn't he? Hadn't even realized that he called you something you weren't anymore, the title he took with him.

Your little one holding her dad's hand in the waiting room, she was observant, an emotionally intelligent little girl who holds her dad's hand. Simon keeps reminding himself to calm down, how much his bumblebee must be terrified, far more than he was so he takes her in his arms.

Sooner or later they were allowed to enter, doctor said you were stabilized and only collapsed from a horrid fever and so much fatigue. Thinking of losing you, just like that with no warning would be the second time Simon would lose you.

Now watching you unconscious, IV tube connected to you because of course you haven't been eating well either. It made him rethink everything, was it a mistake to give you those papers? Was it worth it losing the one person in his life who he would give his life for with no hesitation?

All he could do for now was sit next to you, no matter how long it takes for you to wake up because he doesn't have the strength to leave, maybe in a day or two but not now..

Part 2 anyone?

[cursedlovesstuff]

Fixing Us. Part 1.

Y/N found herself stuck in a relentless routine.

Each passing day seemed to blur into the next, a disheartening repetition of Nat's absence and Y/N's solitary dinners.

As the hours ticked by, Y/N couldn't shake the gnawing suspicion that Nat's late nights were more than just work obligations.

Despite her longing for connection, Y/N's attempts to bridge the growing chasm between her and Nat fell on deaf ears.

The once vibrant bond they shared now felt like a distant memory, leaving Y/N feeling adrift in a sea of loneliness.

Determined to reclaim her sense of self-worth, Y/N went out on a journey of self-discovery.

Early morning jogs and a part-time job designing clothes provided a temporary distraction, but it was the tattoos that became her solace.

Venturing out with friends offered a fleeting escape from the monotony of her daily life.

Tonight was one of these nights where Y/N met Carol.

There was something familiar about her, a warmth that drew Y/N in like a moth to a flame.

Y/N was sitting at the bar watching others dance while stirring her drink with her straw.

"Do you usually come to bars just to watch others dance?" a voice says, making Y/N look up, shaking her head.

"I thought this was a lounge," Y/N says, smiling a bit.

"It's both," Carol says, putting her hand out for Y/N to shake while saying her name.

"Carol."

Y/N looks at Carol's hand before shaking it, saying, "Y/N."

"It's nice to meet you again, Y/N."

"Likewise."

The pair had met before a few times at some old work events and ran into each other a few weeks ago at this same lounge.

"I don't want to sound rude, but you used to work at SHIELD, right?" Carol asked, her eyes alight with curiosity.

Y/N nodded, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Yeah, I did. But I left a few years ago," she replied, her voice tinged with regret.

"Why did you leave?"

"I wanted to start a new chapter of my life, and it just wasn't the right fit anymore."

Carol's gaze lingered on Y/N, a silent understanding passing between them. "I can imagine it must have been a difficult decision," she remarked, her tone sympathetic.

Y/N shrugged, a pang of longing tugging at her heart. "It was. But sometimes you have to make sacrifices for the ones you love, even if they aren't willing to do the same for you," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Carol nodded, understanding. As it got a bit quiet, Y/N said, "So what brings the great Captain Marvel here?"

"So you do know who I am," Carol replied, amused.

"Maybe."

"How come you never spoke?"

"I was shy and newlywed. My main focus was on work and getting home to my wife. I didn't have time back then."

"Wife, huh?"

"Natasha," Y/N says, taking a sip of her drink.

"Nat's married?" Carol asks, a bit shocked.

"Surprisingly yes, but she seems to forget that a lot."

"Just to be clear, you mean Romanoff, right? And you're still married?" Carol questions.

"Four years," Y/N says, halfway flashing her ring before saying, "probably not for much longer anyway."

Carol notices Y/N's mood change before asking Y/N if she would like to dance. Y/N is hesitant before she says yes, gently grasping the hand Carol put out for her to grab as she pulled her to the dance floor.

As carol pulled y/n through the crowd of sweety bodys they found themselves in the middle of the dance floor.

"Do you know this song?" Carol asks to which y/n shakes her head no.

"Iv never heard it"

"Good just let your body move to the beat follow me".

There wasn't any rush or anything; the two were just having fun like only friends. Carol even spun Y/N a few times. The time seemed to fly by; what only felt like an hour of dancing turned out to be three as the two made their way back to the bar to get some water. They arrived at the same time as Nat.

"Y/N," Nat asks, surprised to see her wife.

"Hi, Nat," Y/N replied, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

Nat's gaze flickered between Y/N and Carol, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes before she turned her attention back to Y/N. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice laced with suspicion.

Y/N shrugged nonchalantly, though her heart raced with apprehension. "Just out for a drink with friends," she replied, her eyes darting between Nat and Carol.

"Where are your friends?" Nat asked, slightly looking around.

"Lilly went home, and Esther is still dancing, so I'm with my new friend Carol," Y/N answered back.

"I didn't know you were friends with Carol," Nat said.

"You don't know all my friends," Y/N responded.

Nat didn't take Y/N's nonchalant yet sassy tone lightly.

"Then why are you at a bar you hate bars and clubs"

"Its also a lounge" y/n says.

"Its both"carol says making y/n smile as she turned her head to look at carol. Nat noticed this and she didn't like it.

As she eyed carol she gently grabbed Y/N's cup out of her hand, sitting it down, and grabbing Y/N's hand before looking at Carol.

"Excuse me; I think it's time my wife and I head home."

Before Y/N or Carol could say anything, Nat practically dragged Y/N to the front door, only being able to give Carol an apologetic look as she and Nat made it to the front of the bar but stopped at a table.

"Sorry I have to leave early,theres something y/n and i need to discuss"

As the team looks at Y/N, saying their hi's.

"You look beautiful, Lady Y/N," Thor says, making Y/N smile a bit while saying thank you

"Are you sure you don't want to stay drinks are on me" tony says as everyone at the table cheers.

"Yeah you guys should totally stay"carol says, which makes Nat only drag Y/N along further out of the bar after saying they couldnt towards the car.

Halfway there, Y/N finally gets out of Nat's grip.

"What is wrong with you, Nat, dragging me out of the bar like a psychopath?"

"What is wrong with Y/N being out this late at night by yourself?"

"I wasn't by myself."

"You know what I mean; I'm taking you home. End of discussion," Nat says, raising her voice a bit.

"No," Y/N says finally putting her foot down.

"What did you just say?" Nat asks.

"I said no," Y/N said before saying, "I'm going to go back into that bar and order me another shot and then another, and I'm going to have fun".

"You can have fun tomorrow when its bright outside and there are less drunk people there"

"I can protect myself natasha"

"Can you? Can you really because its been four years since you were an agent and had any type of training"

"Yeah and whos fault is that because it's not mine"

"What"

"You heard me your Your the reason that i quit being an agent your the reason why i havent trained in four years"

"because you got hurt on a mission,due to not being able to tell friend from foe"nat says making y/n scoff.

"Im perfectly capable from telling friends from foe"

"Then can you tell if carol your friend or just someone who wants to sleep with you"nat says without thinking making y/n feel hurt.

"What i can tell is that your being a dick,just because you have one doesn't mean you have to be one"

Y/n says walking backwards towards the bar saying"You can go home by yourself."y/n says turning around and walking towards the bar.

Its not long after she hears nat say" I'm going home, you're coming with me."

Before y/n knew it she was lifted off of her feet and thrown over someone's shoulder,nats shoulder.

Y/N truly forgot how strong nat was well...is.

"Put me down natasha"

Y/n says smacking nats back trying to get her to let go,but nat dosen't respond to it.

So y/n smacks nats back and butt harder in response nat hit y/n's butt hard enough to make her yelp and jump.

Nat tightens her grip so that she doesn't drop y/n,but there is no doubt that it will leave a mark in the morning.

"That isn't very nice is it?"nat asks but y/n doesn't respond she only continues to try and get out of nats grip.

Eventually y/n gives up realizing there is nothing she can do to get nat to let go.

Nat carries Y/N to the car, gently putting her down in the front seat, buckling her seat belt.

Before slamming the front door and walking around and getting in and closing the door.

[lovebotmo]

like the movies

chapter three - caramel creams

series masterlist

pairing: theodore nott x reader

wc: 2311

author's note: omg ive been feeling stuck working on this chapter for days so thanks for your patience and as always, hope you like this next chapter. so so thankful for all of you who have commented on my previous chapters!!!!!!!!! kiss kiss

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song inspiration: you're here that's the thing by beabadoobee

A week had passed, and you still knew diddly-squat regarding the mysterious guy who had generously sent you the bouquet of moly blossoms and the adjoining note. Glances over classmate’s shoulders to peer at their handwriting were unfruitful and almost landed you in detention when McGonagall had noted your lack of attention in Transfiguration. Whoever your secret admirer was, he had made sure to cover his tracks and frustratingly stump you. No additional clue found its way to you, and no one came forward.

You’d even gone to Professor Sprout earlier in the week to inquire about her moly plants and determine if your mystery man had procured the flowers from her, or alternatively, stolen them. She’d answered in the negative to both—no one had come to her regarding your bouquet, and she wasn’t missing any stock. However, she did echo the sentiment you and Hermione had shared, that whoever he was, he had spent a great deal of money to impress you.

You rolled over in bed to peer at the blooms decorating your bedside. They were still darling as ever. However, they were a constant reminder you had no clue as to who had sent them.

If the guy really fancied me, he’d know this must be driving me mad.

You pulled the covers over your head, groaning, before resolving to go down to breakfast in the Great Hall. Your little quandary wasn’t going to be solved anytime soon, and your stomach shouldn’t suffer for it.

Joining your friends in the Great Hall, Ginny noticed you were a little quieter than normal. “You alright there, Y/n?” Breaking your reverie, you smiled at the red-headed Weasley before stuffing a piece of jam-smothered toast into your mouth.

Your muffled and somewhat undiscernible reply of “’M all good, thanks” was met with a laugh from Ginny and a scolding from Hermione to slow down while eating.

“I’ve got to hurry, ‘Mione,” you said between bites, “otherwise I’ll be late for the Hogsmeade trip. Need to clear my mind for a bit.” Hermione watched in horror at the speed with which you downed the toast, practically throwing a napkin at you when she noticed the jam lingering in the corners of your mouth. You grinned sheepishly at her.

“Still no clue then, I reckon?” Padma asked. You just shook your head, turning to dive into some fried eggs. While you had hoped to be discreet about the whole situation, you had wanted your friends’ opinions, as well as their help, in searching for your secret admirer. However, you had no such luck and your friends were just as clueless.

“It’s kind of dreamy, don’t you think? The whole not-knowing part and the expectation of another clue or a gift. To think someone in this room sent you those lovely flowers!” Hannah seemed more excited about it than you did.

“Oh, come off it. We all know it’s killing Y/n not to know—I’ll bet you she was the kid who would shake her presents under the Christmas tree to try and figure out what they were. Maybe even peer through a hole in the wrapping paper to sneak a peek, eh?” Ginny joked, nudging your arm.

The glare you sent Ginny let her know she had hit the nail on the head.

“Can I see the note again?” asked Luna. Pulling it from your pocket, you handed it to the waifish girl, with Padma peering over her shoulder. As she handed it back, you noticed the certain degree of softness the parchment now had, caused by the countless folding, unfolding, and gentle tracing of the letters by your fingertips. You looked at it once more before tucking it back in.

“Well,” you said, rising from your seated position, “enough of that. I’ve got a date with fizzing whizzbees at Honeydukes, and I will not let you lot make me late!” Laughing, the five girls stood up to join you and began to make their way out of the Great Hall.

Upon arriving in Hogsmeade, the six of you split up to run various errands or meet other friends. Luna joined you on the trip to Honeydukes, desiring to pick up some pepper imps, which she believed would ward off nargles from settling in her hair. You just nodded at your endearing, albeit strange friend. Nodding was oftentimes the best thing to do when Luna said something particularly…off. Upon entering the candy store, you separated from the blond Ravenclaw to fulfill your particular errand.   

“Mr. Flume!” You called out to the elderly proprietor of Honeydukes. He smiled once he placed your voice. Your acquaintance with Ambrosius Flume and his wife had begun in your third year, on your very first trip to Hogsmeade. Over the years, you’d heard countless stories about the store and its fantastical sweet treats. As such, when you were finally of age, you had been extremely excited to finally visit. Upon entry, in your typical coordinated fashion, you had managed to slip on and fall due to the bat’s blood soup Neville Longbottom had managed to spill all over the checkered floor. Spotting the tears quickly forming in your eyes, courtesy of your pain and embarrassment, Mrs. Flume had helped you off the floor and fixed you a cup of hot chocolate while you amused her husband with various accounts of muggle delicacies and candies. Since then, you had made it a habit to bring him a muggle candy of some sort to try, proving that even though muggle treats had no real magic in them, they could still be magical. In turn, he would trade one of his newest treats for you to try.

Finally meeting through the frenzied crowd of Honeydukes, Mr. Flume clasped one of your hands in both of his, giving it a hearty squeeze. “How have you been, dearie? Brought me something today, did you?”

You laughed at his eagerness. “You only want me for my muggle sweets, don’t’ you? How incorrigible.”

The two of you giggled like children before you pulled out the promised sweet. This time, you had brought him a small bag of Goetze’s caramel creams, also known as bullseyes. As silly as it might seem, the candies were close to your heart, something you had enjoyed with your mother as a child, eating away at the chewy caramel outside and the sweet cream filling.

“They’re my absolute favorite, you know. And after four years of exchanging candies with you, I insist you stock them just for me. Waiting for packages from my mum to get my fix is simply too difficult.”

Mr. Flume laughed at your dramatics before pocketing the sweets. “You know how much I enjoy these little exchanges with you, poppet. I’ve got something new for you to try, straight from my little lady’s oven.” Reaching into the pocket of his worn apron, he pulled out a pastry of some sort wrapped in brown paper. “Mrs. Flume calls ‘em ‘Cheering Cherry Tarts,’ ‘spose to boost your spirit for a few hours if you can imagine that. Hope you like it.” With that, he left with an affectionate pat on your arm before going to assist some of the other customers.

Taking one bite of the pastry, you had to resist the urge to moan at how delicious it was.

If you knew one thing about Mrs. Flume, it was that the woman could cook.

Scarfing down the tart, you grabbed a box of toffees and glacial snowflakes to bring back with you. After checking out, you made your way to The Three Broomsticks where you had agreed to meet to meet up with your friends after you completed your errands.

You quickly spotted your friends within the tavern. Padma was sporting several shopping bags from Gladrags Wizardwear, while Ginny and Hannah had popped into Zonko’s to pick up some stink pellets intended for the Gryffindor first-years. Ginny was more than happy to continue the pranking tradition her older brothers had begun at Hogwarts, and Hannah was always game for a good laugh. Hermione sat quietly at the table twirling one of her new quills. At the sight you let out a small chuckle. Hermione was many things, but she was not someone to pass up on purchasing new stationary. She was practically besotted whenever she saw a fine quill.

Joining the gaggle of girls, you all went over your purchases, ordering some treats and drinks, gossiping about various happenings at Hogwarts, and just enjoying the general splendor of The Three Broomsticks and its ambience. As much as you enjoyed your classes, moments like these were what you would miss most upon your graduation in the spring. It brought a little twinge to your heart, the bittersweet thought of leaving, but you were excited for the future and to see what your dearest friends would go on to do.

Your reminiscing and get-together, however, was interrupted by increasingly loud voices from a corner table. Imagining it to be some drunkards, you turned, only to see Nott and Malfoy arguing over something that had the two Slytherins particularly heated. While you had no idea what had started their spat, it was easy to tell that Malfoy had somehow provoked Nott who became increasingly incensed. Towering over the blonde, Nott continued to spew verbal fire at him and despite his best effort to hide it, you could tell that Malfoy was intimidated.

“Chi mi piace non sono affari tuoi, Malfoy. Restane fuori!” While you didn’t understand the Italian rapidly leaving Nott’s mouth, you could tell how angry he was. As he was about to continue his verbal assault, he caught your eyes and likely the look of concern on your face. His face relaxed and his next words seemed to slip his mind. Sparing one more withering glance at Malfoy, he quickly stormed out of the tavern and conversation slowly recommenced.

“Wonder what started that little fight,” wondered Padma, picking up her glass of butterbeer.

Turning back, you shrugged, “No idea.”

The six of you left The Three Broomsticks shortly after, realizing that you would have to return to Hogwarts soon. You linked your arm with Ginny as she chatted about her intended strategies for the upcoming Quidditch season. Walking towards the train station, you noticed Nott in the distance, trekking in the opposite direction of the Hogwarts Express.

Didn’t he know that the train would be leaving soon?

Removing your arm from Ginny’s, you excused yourself. “I’ll meet you guys on the train, alright? Save me a seat.” With that, you quickly followed the retreating Slytherin.

“Don’t be late, Y/n! You can’t be losing house points this early in the year!” yelled Hermione.

When you finally caught up to Nott, he was sitting on a bench located on the path that headed towards the Shrieking Shack. He was staring into the distance, those brooding eyes of his lost in thought. Hearing the crunch of autumn leaves beneath your feet, his head swiveled towards your approaching figure. He stood in surprise before sitting again. You sat down beside him.  

Bumping his shoulder with your own, you asked, “Something on your mind, Nott? You seem a little…out of it.”

At the sound of your voice, he left out a long sigh. “No—nothing. ‘M fine.” The clipped response made you raise a brow at him. The guy was not very good at lying, even if he was a Slytherin. “And…it’s Theo. Or, I mean, you can call me Theo.” Those blue eyes returned to you, accompanied by the faintest of smiles.

“Alright then, Theo. What’s got your wand in a knot…Or should I say N-o-t-t?” You let out a small laugh, winking at him as he gave you a look somewhere between horrified and disgusted.

“I don’t even want to dignify that with a response.”

“It was right there! I had to.”

“You definitely did not.”

“Don’t you mean…did N-o-t-t?”

“Alright, that’s enough.”  He paused, before continuing, “Do you think it’s too late to request a new Potions partner? I’m not sure I’ll be able to make it through the year at this rate.”

You gasped in mock horror, lightly knocking him on the arm, “Oh please Theo, I’m a peach. You adore me.” You didn’t notice how Theo stiffened at your retort, your eyes turning to the autumn trees lining the path.

“That was quite a scene in there, you and Draco. Fighting over anything in particular?”

Theo let out a huff of hot air through his nose, “No…it’s just—Malfoy’s a fucking prat.”

A bark of laughter left you at his response. “Could have told you that in first year, Theo. Would have saved you a lot of trouble.” At that, he laughed, and you were happy to see a grin finally grace his normally stoic face.

“Now c’mon,” you said standing, “we’ve got to get going if we don’t want to miss the train. Godric knows how much trouble I’ll be in with my housemates if we don’t make it in time.”

Theo stood and joined you in walking back towards the platform, a comfortable silence falling over you two. He seemed to have snapped out of whatever funk had clouded his mind, as he was soon making small talk and a few jokes as you got closer.

Just before you boarded the train, Theo grasped your elbow gently to turn you towards him. He was at your eye level then, as you had stepped onto the first step of the express. You looked at him with questioning eyes. “Sorry, um—just wanted to say thanks.” At your furrowed brow he added, “for checking on me, I mean.”

You smiled at him. “Course. After all, what are Potions partners for?” At that, he returned your smile, his bright blue eyes crinkling a little at the edges.

Huh. Cute.

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[catras-witchy-girlfriend]

For However Long Is Forever

Catra x Reader

CW: LONG, smut, porn w/plot, kind of a sequel to Finally Free but can be read alone, soft sex, comfort sex, vanilla, gentle, sweet, no assigned roles, just making love, each other's first time, slight pain play maybe?

With her head resting upon yours you both began to sway in the kitchen of your little house. Far from the world, from the princesses, from the horde and all it's nightmares.

Catra's ears were pulled back, purrs rumbling softly from her chest against the soothing music from the record player. Hearing that familiar sound warmed your heart, her purrs were so rare in the horde.

It had only been a few weeks since you both escaped, and while difficult, you both made due.

About a minute later and the songs were over, but still you remained in each other's arms for just a moment longer.

"I never thought..." Catra began, softly whispering against your ear, "I never thought it could be like this..."

You smiled warmly against her shoulder, and held her tighter, "Do you like it?"

Catra rested her hands further down your waist, and sighed contently as she closed her eyes. "Yeah, I think I do."

You turned your head slightly to leave gentle kisses across her neck, "me too, kitten."

You felt as her jaw set for a moment and her voice grew serious, "What if someone tries to take this from us?"

"They won't..."

"How can you be sure?"

You thought for a moment, "because we won't let them..."

"But how?" She stressed, pulling back from you slightly to look you in the eye, "How are we going to stop them? We're only two people, we have no army, no weapons, no allies, we're-"

"Kitten," you said sternly to cut through her spiral and pulled her back into you, wrapping her arms around her waist. "I know it's scary, neither of us really know how to do... this, but I want to learn with you! So lets-"

You sighed and placed both hands on her cheeks, caressing her face softly with your thumbs, "-lets not worry about that right now, okay? Let the princesses and the horde fight their little wars, and for now? Just...just stay with me, please."

You looked to her with pleading eyes that she couldn't resist and she sighed.

Catra hugged you warmly and mumbled grumpily into your hair, "I hate you..."

You laughed and pushed her back gently, "Why? Because I said you can't worry!?"

"Exactly!" She laughed along with you, "I'm trying to come up with defense plans and you're luring me in with that stupid cute little face!"

"Oh I'm sooooo sorry my cute little face is so distracting, kitten~!" You teased.

She sighed dramatically, "Oh give it a rest, princess-" she smirked with her arms crossed, "-besides it's not like I like you or anything~"

"No, no you're right-" your voice laced with a false sadness that quickly revealed itself to be teasing as you gloated childishly, "-you looveeee me~!"

"I'm gonna get you, you dumba-!"

Knowing what would follow you shrieked with laughter and sped in the opposite direction from her and toward your shared bedroom as she chased after you.

As you entered your room and went to close the door to slow her down she picked you up and tackled you onto the bed.

"Nuh uh, no one's gonna save you now, cutie~" she teased in a sing song voice as you playfully struggled underneath her.

You grabbed a pillow and lightly hit her with it while saying between giggles, "You. Are. So. Mean!"

She grabs the pillow as you go to hit her with it again and snatches it from your hand before pinning you down, "Trust me, princess, I can be much much worse~"

Your nose crinkled cutely as you stuck your tongue out at her which she scoffed at and mumbled with playfully annoyance, "You're such a brat, you know that?"

"Maybe~" you shrugged with a wide grin.

After a moment or two she relaxed on top of you, her purrs vibrating between you both as she let go of your hands and moved them to your face as she caressed your cherry cheeks.

"Ive never seen you smile like that-"

You tried to look away from her sheepishly but she softly grabbed you by the chin to pull you back.

"-no wait, I-I like it." Her dazzling two tone eyes admired you beneath her, "You really have always been beautiful, princess. I'm so sorry it took me so long to notice it..."

With your heart swelling in your chest your eyes fell to her pretty red lips.

Your mouth parted slightly as you looked back up into her eyes and suddenly you felt light. As though the world had disappeared.

There was no war, no princesses, no horde, no betrayal, no heartache, no trauma, and no pain.

It was just you and Catra.

"A-are you sure?" Catra asked in response to a question you were too love drunk to even recall asking her, "I've never um...heh-"

She sat up, straddling your lap as you sat up as well, "I've never kissed anyone before..."

And just like that you saw someone you had missed for a long long time, you saw Catra.

Her eyes wide with curiosity and eagerness. Her tail swaying by the tip, and a soft smile across her face.

You'd be lying if you said you didn't love Force Captain Catra. You'd be lying if you said you didn't love the power she held, the confidence, the pride, and the ambition. All things that turned what was once a childish crush into yearning and want.

But you loved Catra too. The girl you fell for in training when you were younger. The girl who would startle you by leaping from the shadows, that high pitched laugh as she notices you jump, and then the care of her asking if you were alright.

"Neither have I-" you admitted sheepishly before taking a deep breath to still your nerves and placing a soft hand on the nape of her neck, "-but I've always hoped it would be with you."

You began leaning in before whispering inches away from her mouth, "Can I kiss you, Catra~?"

She wrapped her arms over your shoulders and whispered a soft, "yes."

With her permission you pulled her in gently, your heart hammering in your chest as her lips met yours. Your body shivered under her weight and you whimpered ever so softly before she pulled away.

Her eyes were wide, almost dazed, as her purrs rumbled between the both of you, "Woah..." she said simply.

Your face flushed, "W-was that okay?"

"I think so," Catra paused for a moment as she reached her hand out to caress your face once more, "but...I think I want to try again, if that's okay with you."

You felt as though you were caught in a trance, "Yes, please..." you shifted beneath her slightly as you felt something you had never really felt before, "please kiss me again, kitten~"

So she did.

Leaning and grabbing your face between her hands she pulled you into a deeper, more passionate and confident kiss.

You could feel her hot breath against your face, her nose bumping against yours, and her fangs ever so gently grazing your soft lips.

Between the frenzied kisses you ran your tongue across her bottom lip. She seemed to get the message as she parted her lips and allowed your tongue to explore her mouth with yours.

By now you were both a mess. With her hands combing through your hair and your hands roaming over her lean body as you moaned into each other.

"C-can I-" you attempted to ask between your kiss, gently placing your hand on her breast, "Can I touch you here, kitten~?"

"Yes, yes~" she mewled out. "F-fuck, why does this feel so good~?"

Her tail wrapped tightly around your thigh as she kissed you even more roughly, and desperately.

"D-dont question it, kitten," you told her through short pants and gasps for air, "just feel it, just l-let me take care of you~!"

This time she was the one to whine as you groped her tits over her shirt and as you kissed her deeper and deeper.

"Mmfh!" She mewled as you took her by surprise and gently laid her down flat on the soft mattress.

You pulled away from her for just a moment, your faces mere inches apart as you softly whispered for only her to hear:

"Gods above, you're lovely, kitten~" as you slowly ran a finger down from her chest, to her stomach, "I want...I want to show you...I want to show you how much I love you."

Her brilliant eyes were fixated on you as an audible gulp slid down her throat, "w-what do you mean, princess?" Though you could tell by the growing volume of her purrs that she already knew.

"I..." You were blushing wildly as you stated, "I want to make love to you, Catra~"

Still unsure, you slid up her body so you were laying on top of her and caressing your cheek, "I want to touch you everywhere I can, I want to kiss all those pretty freckles, I want to fill you up with my love so fully that it's engraved on your bones so you never forget it, kitten~"

You felt her shiver and squirm a bit underneath you before she leaned in to kiss you once more and said confidently, "Then do it, princess, I trust you~"

With her permission you carefully undid her short black shoulder cover before bringing your hands to the back of her horde uniform and slowly began unzipping it.

You couldn't help but take in the details on her copper skin. Freckles you had never noticed before coated her shoulder blades and chest, and small tuffs of fur like hair traveled in a stripe down her stomach and to her v-line.

"You have to take the shorts off first~" her silvery voice broke through your thoughts, but as you looked back into her eyes she began to laugh, "holy shit, you should've seen your face! Aw, you're so red, princess~!"

"Catra, stop, this is supposed to be sexy~!"

"Sorry, princess it's just-" she laughs and tucks a stray piece of hair behind your ear, "-you're so fucking cute~"

You scrunched up your nose playfully before hooking your fingers over her one piece, boxers, and shorts before pulling them all off with one quick tug.

Catra gasped lightly at the sudden cold air against her warm skin. Her parted lips soon replaced by yours as you continued to kiss her passionately.

Your slightly chilled hands go down to grope her bare breasts and play with her nipples as they harden underneath your touch and she mewls in your mouth.

Catra pushes you up just enough to claw at your shirt while repeating, "Take this off, take this off," in a lusty voice until your shirt was, not only discarded, but likely torn to shreds.

You smiled warmly before moving down enough to kiss her jaw and neck.

Her deep purrs echo throughout your room, her clawed hands tangled in your hair as she whimpers.

As you begin leaving wet open mouthed kisses across her neck and collarbone Catra moves a hand down from your hair to your back before-

"AAhh!" You wince, arching your back and pushing your bare chest against hers and whimpering to catch your breath as you adjust to the stinging sensation.

"Shit-!" Catra gently pushed you up just a little, still out of breath herself, "I-Im so sorry, princess! I didn't mean to scratch-"

"Hey, hey-" You cooed before brushing her cheek softly with your thumb, "I-its okay, it's okay, I um..."

Blood rushed to your face as you blushed, "I kinda liked it~"

There was a soft, and concerned look on her face, "A-are you sure?"

You shook your head with a smile, looking down at your intertwined limbs, "Hell yeah! So please-"

You nuzzled her cheek with the tip of your nose before whispering in her soft ear, your hot breath making it twitch slightly, "-I don't wanna stop, kitty, not until I give you every bit of pleasure you deserve~"

She purrs loudly, turning her face to kiss you hot and passionately. Though in her haste to return to your lips she mistakenly rubbed herself against your leg.

Her claws returned to your shoulders, no doubt leaving their own marks again, as she tensed and gasped.

The look so gave you was one you had never seen before. Her usually piercing eyes were dulled by her need as she kept looking down between her legs.

"Oh? Did you like that, kitty~?" You asked coyly.

Through her purrs she whispers sweetly, "I-I think so...can I do it, again?"

Your heart swelled by the sight of her so desperate for you. The woman who once was your force captain, was now under you longing to be touched and loved in a way she never had before. To say you felt honored was a deep understatement.

You held on to her hips gently and pushed your knee against her center more, "Of course, kitten, do what ever makes you feel good, okay?"

She nodded and then began grinding herself against your leg.

"Thats it, kitty, does that feel good~?"

"Uh huh~" she whimpers as she watched herself before turning her head, her cheeks flushed, and hiding her mouth with her hand.

You began rocking your hips with her movements before noticing she was trying to hide her moans.

So you leaned down, grabbed her hand, and pulled it away. "Please don't do that, kitty~" you said as you kissed her lips softly, "don't hide your pleasure, you deserve it~"

You grabbed a pillow from your side of the bed and placed it behind her so she was sitting up just a bit more so you could rub your knee against her cunt more purposefully.

"You deserve-" you started as you kissed her lips again, "every bit-" and kissed her temple, "of pleasure, kitty~"

"Then give it to me~" An odd mix between a growl and hiss left her mouth as she began trying to pull down your pants with one hand while the other was wrapped around the back of your throat. "Give it to me, now~"

As you slipped out of your pants she pulled you back and began kissing, licking, and biting your neck.

You moaned loudly at the suddenness, your eyes rolling back as though she had you in a trance.

"Touch me~" she moaned into your ear as she grabbed your free hand and moved it between her legs, "be a good girl for me, and touch me~"

With one hand between her legs you moved the other into her hair. Your hand roaming through it, messing up her mane every time she found a particular sensitive spot against your neck which Catra was so keen on nursing until it was red before biting to be sure to leave her mark all over you.

With a soft whimper you began to play with her pussy lips.

"Fuck you're so beautiful, Catra~" you moaned against her ear as you rubbed her.

She licked up your jaw with her barbed tongue, her eyelashes fluttering against your cheek as she whispered slightly lost of breath, "Mmm, you think so, princess~?"

"Mhm hm~!" You hummed before both of you gasped as you slipped a finger through her slit, "F-fuck you're so wet~!"

Your moans mixed together as you rubbed her up and down before finding her clit.

Catra jolted slightly in your arms, "Oh fuck~!" She moaned lowly, her purrs rumbling deeply throughout the room as she rocked her hips against your fingers, "Right there, princess~! Oh fuck~! Yeah, yeah~!"

You rubbed the sensitive bud a bit faster, her claws once again marking up your back with shallow red scratches, but you didn't care.

Her pleasure was all that mattered as you rubbed her and held her in your arms as she rode your fingers. Whimpering and squirming, this was a side of Catra you never thought you'd see.

"Y/n, Y/n!" She struggled to find her words as her mind was mostly over taken by pleasure, "I feel...I feel...fuck I feel h-hot down there? Fuck~! S-should w-we stop?"

You slowed down softly, needing to catch your breath yourself, "I-If you want to stop w-we can, d-do you wanna stop, kitty?"

She looked up your body. Your breasts in her face, your chest heaving slightly, the bright red blush across your face, the concerned yet yearning look in your eyes.

Catra shook her head no.

"D-does it hurt?"

She thought for a second the burning tension in her stomach letting up slightly, then looked back up, "N-no, i-it felt good, I think..."

"D-do you wanna try again?" You asked her softly.

She bit her bottom lip between her fangs before wrapping her legs around your waist and her arms around your shoulders, "Yes...p-please, princess~"

You smiled coyly before putting your fingers in your mouth to tease her, only for you to moan, "F-fuck, you taste so good, kitten~"

You looked up at her sheepishly before looking back down between her thighs, "C-can I...can I kiss you down there, kitten?"

Though slightly nervous, the innocent look on your face compelled her as she removed her legs from your waist and spread them open, "Go on, princess~"

As you moved down her body you made sure to leave opened mouthed kisses in your tracks. From her lips to her jaw, to her neck to her collarbone, to her breast to her tummy, to her v-line to...well;

Catra rested her hands in your messy bedroom hair as you looked up at her before kissing around her pussy lips.

However her sent was hypnotizing and you just couldn't help but want more of her so you quickly spread her lips with your fingers and began lapping up her leaking arousal.

"Ooh~!" She mewled as her hips raised up towards your face and hissed, "Fuck that feels so good princess~!"

So you continued, licking up every bit of the mess she made of herself before finding her entrance. Your curiosity got the better of you as you tongued it teasingly, slipping your tongue in and out.

She pulled on your hair so hard it made you cry out and grip onto her thighs tightly as she dragged you back up to her clit, "Fuck me, princess~! Please~! Please no more teasing, I want you, I want you so bad~!"

The desperation in her voice was all you needed to be compelled to do anything she said.

Closing your eyes you began licking around her hardened bud, moaning into her as you revealed in the taste.

Catra let out a deep mewl and arched her back while keeping your head in place. "S-shit! Mmm faster, princess~! C'mon, just a little aahh f-faster~!"

Immediately doing as she said you flicked your tongue faster against her clit before deciding to wrap your lips around her and begin sucking.

Her hips twitched up again and she borderline screamed from pleasure, her thighs tightening around your head as her arousal leaked down your chin.

"Oh fuck~! Oh fuck~! Don't stop, princess~! That-! Ohh, it feels so good~!!"

You continued to lick and suck on her at the same pace, as you moaned and gasped, the vibrations only making it more pleasurable for Catra.

"P-princess-! Ah, ah~! I-its hot again~!" She whimpered as her legs began to shake around you.

Alternating between sucking and licking on her sensitive bud and greedily taking mouthfuls of her pussy into your mouth, you held onto her hand.

"J-just relax, kitty~" you looked at her through bedroom eyes before gently rubbing her freckled thigh with your free hand, "I'm right here, fuck, I'm right here, j-just try to relax~"

She nodded as she combed her claws through your hair, gasping and moaning through her purrs.

Her eyes fluttered shut as she tried to relax, enjoying the feeling of you worshiping her delicious pussy. The feeling of your tongue lapping her up, your hand rubbing her thigh as you tried to soothe her and it was all too much.

The heat pooled between her legs began to build and build until all at once it released in a blinding light as her eyes rolled back and she screamed in pleasure from the top of her lungs.

Her legs shook against your head as her thighs clamped shut around you before she squirted and came on your tongue.

Catra's purrs echoed through the room as she caught her breath, and her tail softly curled around your waist.

You cleaned her up ever so softly with your tongue knowing that she would still be sensitive, but not even a moment later you felt her graze her claws over your cheek before tilting your head up to look at her,

"That...that felt so good, princess. You did such a good job for me~" she praised.

Knowing you made the woman you love feel good brought the brightest smile to your face and Catra couldn't help but laugh;

"You're such a cutie, ya know, princess~?"

You blushed softly before going to lay down next to her as she returned your pillow to your side of the bed and cuddled you, your bodies intertwined.

You flattened her messy hair so you could rest your chin on top of her head and kissed her temple. "I'm so happy I made you feel good, kitten, you needed it...you deserved it." You whispered.

She rubbed your back softly 'til you jumped and your face twisted in a grimace as she remembered the swallow scratches she left on you,

She moved to escape your grasp but you instead held her tighter.

"Where are you going?" You pouted.

"I'm just going to get a towel so we can clean up your back, princess."

You huffed childishly and pulled her back, "Nooo, I want to hold you, come back!"

She rolled her eyes playfully, "it's gonna hurt like a bitch tomorrow if we don't clean them up now."

You nuzzled your face in the crook up her neck and mumbled, "That sounds like a problem for future Y/n..."

Catra snickered and ran her fingers through your hair, "Yeah well then future Y/n better not be complaining tomorrow because of current Y/n's mistakes."

"Yeah, yeah whatever-" you sighed as you finally successfully pulled Catra back into bed with you, "just stay with me...please."

She looked down at you fondly as you moved to laying just above her soft chest and wrapped you up in her arms.

"Always, princess"

"Promise?"

That word sent a chill down her spine. You sounded so sweet, so peaceful, so hopeful, but Catra learned the hard way that promises often seemed to come with an expiration date.

But then again...as she looked back down at you and took in your restful face in your afterglow, the warmth of your body, the weight of your comforter, and soft natural light of your small home she thought, 'maybe promises don't last forever...'

'but for however long we have left...'

"...Yes, princess, I promise."

[tazmiilly]

ive had this one children's Hanukkah song in my head for weeks. it just stuck with me when I was like. 10.

[punkitt-is-here]

can u do a vylet album ranking (from what youve listened to ofc)

yeah sure! i will clarify these are literally all in my top albums of all time list these are just How Top Albums Of All Time They Are. listed from da bottom to da top (but seriously these are ALL fuckign great i love them w my life)

Super Pony World Fairytales - A really FUN album, I feel like I'm listening to a JRPG that doesn't exist. I think it's length makes it feel a lil unfocused at times but it has some INCREDIBLE songs that still are stuck in my head daily.

Queen of Misfits - I love this one because it feels like a genuine journey and remains very thematically consistent, i really DO feel like I'm listening to like. a week of Trixie's life. it's so good oourrruhghgghgh

CUTIEMARKS - absolutely supreme album, tons of fun to listen to and i think the usage of the mlp cast to frame irl experiences is such a cool usage of transformative fiction.

Carousel - I mean this album is just incredible. its some of the coolest genre-blending ive ever heard and being there for the album premiere was one of the most fun moments ive ever had listening to music. I think the entire thing is just a marvel of musicianship.

fish whisperer - ouuuugh this is like straight up my favorite album of all time i've never had music reach into my brain and scratch it like fishperer does. i listened to all of it while driving to see my boyfriend in canada (like a 10 hour trip) so I always associate the music with that experience and the pure joy and optimism radiating off of the later half of the album is the only music i've ever heard that's matched how i feel about the world in such a direct and real manner. i literally listen to it all the time and i can't NOT create when hearing anything off this one.

[glitterinlowgravity]

Ten people id like to get to know better

Tagged by @frankensteins-mt-dew thanks!

Last song: oh nana by kard (I've had that sound, rumor and don't recall on a loop for the past few days)

Favorite color: purple! also green

Last book: foxhole court and fma. I wanted to reread aftg before reading sunshine court and got the fma mangas a few months ago.

(I'm also still reading inu yasha)

(I don't have time for any of this)

Last movie: I'm watching defunctlands latest video does that count? but probably mulan

(I'm planning to watch deadpool and wolverine tho)

Last TV show: that time I got reincarnated as a slime. we're halfway through the 1st season it's fun!

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: depends

Relationship status: single and fucking tired of this question

Last thing I googled: asexuality (I was/am contemplating coming out to a friend and wanted an asexuality 101 article or something bc I suck at explaining)

Current obsession: I kinda lost my cr obsession :(

I don't know, I'm in between obsessions atm and it sucks

but Ive had aromantic moodboard stuck in my head for the past 3 weeks so there's that

Looking forward to: next year when I see my friends again

No pressure tags: @time-plus-night @vacuously-true @peachfolk @summerfly-blues @emu94blue @piratespencil

[handoferis]

i was subjected to two episodes of a preschool show like a week ago and ive had this goofy song stuck in my head ever since

🎶 DON'T🙅‍♀️tell🙊people👭 what to wear!👕 🙅‍♀️DON'T🙅‍♀️ it's not fun it's not fair! 🎶

like you know what, you might be a bastardized version of an intellectual property that i liked 🧓back in my day, the 1900s🧓 but ur kinda right for that