#SEVERAL THINGS HERE THAT ARE SO COOL TO ME

[callsign-swan]

I’ve never asked before but could you write a fic with Bob Reynolds, where the reader has severe weather anxiety and it’s storming out and he comforts her? I had extremely bad weather anxiety AND it’s storming bad here and neeed more Bob fics to read🥺

Oh bless you love! Of course I'll write it for you! (keep these requests coming, im in love with this man)

The clouds surrounding the watchtower were so damn dark, she knew something was coming.

Maybe being in one of the tallest buildings in the city, with so many big windows, wasn't the best idea. But she was transfixed by the dark clouds.

When said dark clouds started rolling in, everybody else looked at Bob. Made sure he was still their Bob, not the other side of him.

No glowing eyes, he was still Bob.

This wasn't him.

The wind howled around them. She pulled her knees up to her chest and stared at the window, waiting for something more. Snowfall, a flash of lightning, she couldn't tell just yet.

The first flash in the distance, the grumbling of thunder came later. Her heart was racing in her chest as she looked around at everybody else.

They were calm, doing their own things. Not bothered. Yelena was filing her nails, her legs tucked beneath her, John and Bucky were watching some military movie (and arguing about it), and Bob was reading.

Together in some capacity.

As if sensing her stare, Bob turned in his seat. You okay? He mouthed.

There was a moment before she registered what he had said. But, as soon as she nodded her head, Bob was on his feet.

"Hey," he said gently as he sat beside her.

She glanced up at him, made a noise of acknowledgement.

So, Bob kept going. "We used go get storms back home a lot," he said, fiddling with his fingers. "' used to crawl under my bed when I was a kid."

She blinked at him, brows furrowing. "Did it help?" She asked, releasing her grip on her knees just slightly.

Bob furrowed his brows. "I dunno," he answered. But then he stood and offered her his hand. "Wanna find out?"

They couldn't fit under her bed. They tried, Bob attempted to shimmy under the bed. But the frame was too close to the floor. Maybe if he went feet first, but his broad shoulders would have gotten stuck.

Taking hold of her hand again (Bob had nice hands. Large hands that engulfed all of hers. That in itself was comforting enough), Bob led her through the Watchtower. He took her to his room instead.

Bob had nothing. Some clothes in his wardrobe, a few books on his desk, a tv that hadn't been properly set up. But that was it. Nothing more than that. He hadn't yet made the room his own.

She climbed under his bed first. Crawling beneath it, she waited for Bob to climb in beside her.

They were pressed in, shoulder to shoulder. Bob's sweater was warm against her, soft when she accidentally brushed her fingertips against it.

"This is nice," Bob said, facing forward. He nodded, his hair bouncing with it.

She swallowed. But the clap of thunder had her shaking. Bob's arm found its way around her shoulders, pulling her in. "Did you get to meet Thor?" He asked.

"If this is you trying to distract me-" She turned, laid on her side to face him properly. "-it's not gonna work."

Bob shrugged his shoulders. "Worth a try," he mumbled.

There was a moment, another clap of thunder. Her entire body trembled and Bob pulled her closer.

"I did meet Thor," she answered, pressing her face against his chest.

(Bob had stiffened up. But she needed this, and, in a way, Bob needed to help her. So, he continued to hold her).

"Cool guy. Weird guy," she answered.

"Dangerous?" Bob asked and she shook her head.

"Not unless he needs to be."

She got then where he was going with it. Thor, God of thunder, the guy who dealt with storms, wasn't dangerous. By that logic, this storm wasn't dangerous. By that logic, she had nothing to be afraid of.

Lifting her head from his chest, she pressed a kiss to his jaw. "Thank you, Bob," She whispered and settled back against him.

His breath caught in his throat. "Any time," he managed to choke out.

They stayed there until the storm passed, perfectly content in each others company.

[anyshowwitharainbow]

i saw you were interested and cool with watersports. that's not something ive ever looked for or actually read but you're writing is so good and you make the weirdest thing hot af so if you're up to do it for either aggie and/or rio + R id definitely would give it a try!

Anonnnn you've got me out here acting UP. Here's a little something...

I was a little shy with going ALL the way...but if anyone wants to know how the rest of this day went for you...let me know. I'm a leo so a little encouragement goes a long way. 😮‍💨

Warnings + Tags: 18+ NSFW MDNI, watersports dirty talk, fingering, mentions of squirting, reader hasn't tried watersports before, sub reader, mommy!Agatha, daddy!Rio, rio!g!p, strap fucking, cg/l themes, no mention of pronouns, pet names This is not edited pls be nice to me.🥺 Words: ~2.2k

You have been watching Rio chug water all day. Whether it was a devil on your shoulder, the bite of an edible, or both- you are in danger.

It started around lunchtime. Rio had been mulching the garden and there was a ring of sweat on her gray, cutoff crop top that was distracting you. You hadn’t intended on your eyes focusing on the wave her drinking made in her throat. Something about the way her head tilted back as she gulped down water made your throat suddenly painfully dry.

“Want some?” She asked, handing the water bottle towards you.

You shook your head ‘no’ dumbly.

“I think it’s empty anyways.” She frowned slightly, peaking into the inside of your favorite water bottle she commandeered.

She sat it on the counter with a clank and came to give you a brief, brisk kiss before returning outside. You were frozen for a moment or two before springing into action and refilling the bottle. You had to see that again.

Making your way outside you hand her the bottle and retreat with her soft ‘Thanks, babe.’

You casually sat on a barstool, lazily spinning left and right before you accidentally land where you have a perfect view of Rio working outside. Watching her work had always done something to you. Anytime sweat sheened off her warm, olive skin you became entranced at the way her body moved, folded, and strained under her tasks. Something was different today, though. Every time she pulled a glove off and held it between her fingers as she reached for her water bottle your breath caught in your chest. You felt anxious, anticipatory…did you really want to see it again that badly?

Then, she’d bring your bottle- your bottle- to her lips and take several gulps. Each time, her head craned back. The movement in her neck was delicious. Your cunt throbbed with each gulp and it made your cheeks burn hot. You thought about touching yourself. You knew it would only take a small shift for your wetness to spread over your thighs. What the fuck is happening to your body?

This cycle rinsed and repeated over the next few hours. A few times, you retrieved her bottle to refill it. Each time, she was more appreciative than the last.

“How’d you know it was empty? Good timing!”

“My savior, once again.”

“So good for me, bunny. Thank you.”

“You always know what Daddy needs. If I didn’t know better I’d think you were watching me.”

You’re certain your face turned as red as some of her potted plants. Had you been caught?

So you tried to be more casual about it. You pulled yourself into various tasks around the house and occasionally glanced out the window to see what Rio was up to. You must have missed her running out of water- because now you look up to find rio clicking the head of the garden hose and turning it on at a low pressure.

Her mouth sits open and she holds the hose above her and to the side. As she drinks from the stream you’re conflicted, unsure of whether you want to be the hose or be Rio while she’s the hose.

Not like that…

You justify to no one in your mind. It just reminds you of Rio drinking up your juices. And the one time you squirted with her lips wrapped around your cunt and you made a mess all over her face. The release had been pure ecstasy…

You wonder if that’s how it feels for Rio when she cums down your throat.

“Boo!” Agatha pinches your sides and you screech in shock.

“Agatha, what the fuck!” You whisper-yell at her trying to keep her quiet.

Her brow raises dangerously at you, a silent question of: ‘Agatha?’

Before she can question your use of her full name, and frankly your tone, she follows your gaze. You see her swallow and the beginnings of a blush color her cheeks.

“Oh…” her understanding meets yours in kind.

You both let your eyes linger on Rio for a moment before Agatha snakes her arms under yours, resting her hands on the counter and pinning you there. She nuzzles your ear before whispering:

“Do you wish it was you making a mess on Daddy’s face, bunny?”

“I—“

“I bet we could make that happen. Hmm? I could make you ride my cock. I’d even let you choose which one. Though…” she chuckles dangerously, “I know you like how thick my purple one is. When I fuck you with it I know you feel it right here.”

Her drawl on the word ‘right’ toys with you and you groan when her cool hand rests at your lower belly, right above your waistline.

“I’d say I’d fuck your ass, but Daddy would be too tempted to breed your cunt. I wouldn’t want to distract her from sucking your needy little clit.” Her coo is shaped through a pitiful pout, “Then how would you be able to make a mess all over her face, bunny?”

Your skin catches fire and you’re certain you are moments away from burning the whole house down.

“Do you remember when you squirted all over her face?” A pause…she wants an answer.

“Yes.” Is all you are capable of mustering and she chides you gently in response.

“Yes what, love?”

“Yes, Mommy.”

“Good, bunny.” Her praise melts you into her frame. “Did you notice that Daddy never pulled away? In fact, I’m positive I saw her try and get closer.”

You hadn’t noticed… You question the validity of Agatha’s claim, but know she has no reason to lie.

“I think Daddy liked you being our little super soaker. Do you think you’d be able to do it again? If Mommy fucked into you while Daddy ate you out? I bet it’d be easy to make you explode.”

As if on queue, Rio let the water from the hose fall over her forehead and down her chest.

“What if shes imagining that’s you, bunny? Would you give Daddy what she wants?”

Agatha’s hand slips into your shorts, groaning when she finds you aren’t wearing any underwear. She grunts and ruts into you when she’s met with your folds already being slick and white hot. She rubs lazy circles over you and you wish you could see her face.

“I could bottom out in one go. Grab your hips and yank you down til your ass is rubbing against my hips. You’d be whining, but the stretch would feel so, so good. Daddy would be at the end of the bed, stroking her cock. You’d want to taste her precum but I wouldn’t let you. You'd be too busy getting fucked like the good little slut you are for me. So good at taking Mommy’s cock…”

“Are you imagining it, baby? Me grabbing your sweet little throat,” her free hand wraps around the front of your neck for emphasis and you have no control of the harsh buck of your hips. “Can you hear it? Your ass smacking against me? It’s so loud, bunny…”

“Fuck… Yes, Mommy.”

You aren’t entirely sure where your body ends and Agatha’s begins. Perhaps if you’ve merged into one then she knows just how good she’s making you feel. You wiggle in an effort to get her to slip her fingers inside.

“Greedy today, aren’t we?” Her voice teeters on a growl, but her chuckle mists the possessiveness in her tone. “You don’t need my fingers, baby. Remember? Mommy has her cock buried in you.”

You are a fucking mess. You’d give anything for her words to be true.

“How does it feel to have Mommy rail you, hmm?”

“So fucking good.” You pant.

“Yeah? I bet I could make you our little super soaker without even making you squirt.”

She is supporting most of your weight now and the subtle strain in her voice is delicious. You don’t have any time to consider what she means before she is husking at your ear.

“Is that what you want, bunny? For Mommy to fuck the piss out of you?”

Your body freezes, burning so hot that you feel cold.

Fuck the piss—?

Your thought barely forms into confusion when Agatha slams three fingers into you, curling them so purposefully your knees buckle.

“Jesus, fuck—“ you squeeze your eyes shut and you’re certain you open them, but you can’t see a thing.

“Maybe you’ll squirt first…maybe you’ll just think you’re going to. But no, baby. That’s just Mommy’s cock ramming into you.”

She is nearly battering your insides but your body only tries to suck her in deeper than her fingers can reach. The squelching noises coming from your cunt are filthy and only get louder when she drags her teeth against where your shoulder meets your neck.

“Such a naughty little bunny. Your pussy must really like what Mommy is saying.”

You clench at the way she coos in contrast of her harsh ministrations. Coherent thoughts are beyond you and your bones are jelly. If Agatha were to let go you’d fall to the floor.

“It’s okay, baby. I love that you’re this wet just imagining me fucking the piss out of you. And Daddy would be right there…letting you soak her just like she’s soaked right now.”

You groan at the thought of both women’s attention. If Agatha wants it, and if Rio wants it, you certainly aren’t one to deny them. You’ve always said you’d try anything once… Here in Agatha’s arms the thought of letting yourself go sounds like a dream. Even when you’ve squirted before, you always tried to hold back. What would it be like to give yourself to their whims so completely?

“Look at Daddy, bunny.” She removes her hand from your throat and harshly grips your chin, forcing you to lock your gaze onto where Rio is now stripping her soaked cut off and throwing it over her shoulder.

All you can do is whimper pathetically. She’s so fucking sexy and you’ll give her anything she wants. If she wants to lick your pussy while Agatha fucks you so hard your body has no choice but to piss everywhere…

“The next time she’s that wet it’s gonna be because of you. She’ll have her tongue buried in your cunt, licking from your clit to my cock. I’ll be right here whispering to you while you let me fill you up so full that if I hit just the right spot…fuck you at just the right angle…you’ll explode.”

You may as well be her puppet. Of fucking course you’d let them ravage you. They can have all of you. Whatever they want, it’s theirs.

“I know it’s hard to hold it all in. Such a big job…” she coos, “You’ll be a mess…a little rag doll for Mommy and Daddy to use. You’ll have held on for so long… It’ll be so easy to just…let go.”

Agatha bites your ear lobe and you yelp. Your insides are tight, throbbing coils and your body is buzzing in static tingles. She quickly retrieves her hand from your shorts and holds her fingers to your lips. She doesn’t wait for you to grant entry, she just slides them in and out until she’s determined they’re clean.

Your body is screaming for release. You’ve never been so aware of the weight that sits just above your cunt. Does your clit always throb when you have to pee this bad? Through the fog of whiplash you recognize a small gush your body clamps to contain.

Did you just… Was that…?

You try and subtly cross your legs, but the shift in pressure is just a threat to a dam that is moments away from bursting. She chuckles against your back and you know she’s clocked your uncomfortable wiggling. You can feel the smug pride radiating off of her.

“Or who knows,” she shrugs and pulls away, unpinning you from the counter. “Maybe Daddy wants to be the super soaker this time. You’d look so cute getting pissed on by Daddy, bunny.”

Agatha’s smile is sweet as pie and a far cry from the filthy images she is planting in your mind. She leaves you there- a confused, horny mess that really, really has to pee. She’s sauntering away and you let her put some distance between you before you make a beeline for the bathroom. Unfortunately, she quickly cuts you off and slips into the bathroom.

Her smiles oozes kindness, but her eyes remind you who’s really in charge here. Perhaps that’s why your protest dies in your throat as she shuts the door and latches it, leaving you a desperate mess in the most unfamiliar, but certainly most delicious way.

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[starmahgalaxies]

Hahahaha. It's just silly ❤️

👏 Teamwork 🤝!

Giving Andromon a couple shots. (this episode I mostly ended up compiling a bunch of cool shots.)

Yup... simply pulling together a lot of nice screencaps. I love how flexible Tailmon is and how she works to help the kids across. Little acrobatic kitty 😺.

(I'm unsure how the Piemon silhouette ended up so much lighter. I copy and pasted the adjustment layers -- saves time if same scene/location. I guess I caught the screencaps at different points of the swing/initial lighting.)

Lil' guy is like: my partner is already gone and I can't accomplish anything else by running away anyway.

Pocket big brother!

The best thing they have for making Piemon menacing is that he is not in a rush. Kids running away as fast as possible? Just chilling with a leisurely stroll. They can't run from me forever 🙂

Internally: Screaming and crying.

Externally: It's fine.

I adore you, precious child.

Say whatever you want about the Yagami siblings. They're loyal to a fault especially to their blond boys.

Literally me: Oh, this is familiar! Well, Hikari must have picked it up from somewhere. She's not nearly as dramatic as Taichi is though.

❤️☄️❤️

YAAAYYYY! FINALLY!

I really like how you can see the Perfect level angel's faces momentarily while evolving before being covered. Also the music. If you're going to wait forever until you let him evolve, thank you for that touch. It is very nice.

Now a collection of more HolyAngemon pics because again (even more so) he's not around nearly enough.

Look at the little smug smirk.

Wantwantwantwant. Not literally possessed ones, but I will be done for some cool Digimon keychains *sigh*

I did not expect Koushiro to have the most angry face, but there he is. He looks so grumpy 😠 lol

Two options:

Takeru knows his brother so well that he could accurately imagine what he would say for words of encouragement.

Kid's hearing voices.

Yes! When Taichi said what they could accomplish with all eight of them I was like... no! Not all eight of you are here yet!

❤️💧

So you're literally sending them to hell?

Hee hee.

Yay! Also just including it because it's pretty...

Mimi not yet recognizing that she will have to explain Leomon is dead while talking about how she and Jou gathered everybody.

I noticed something as a consequence of what I was doing. I've included practically none of Piemon. I started with several of them. Every time that he popped up as a cameo in the other Dark Masters episodes, I ended up cutting it. "He has his time to shine in a bit... I'll include some of him later." It ended up not happening. The first ones I cut while narrowing down which edits and shots to do is if I have something to comment on. Most of the ones with Piemon all I could think of was "here's a menacing and cool pic of Piemon being a boss." Thus they got snipped. I maxed out on image limit here so I had no choice but to be very picky on the ones for this episode.

Aly, couldn't you have cut some with HolyA SHUSH. I waited over 50 episodes for one of my favorite Digimon and evo lines! ... Also, I did. I cut at least 3 others of my baby angel that did not fit the limit.

So, I apologize for the lack of boss of the Dark Masters. All of them got cut before I fully realized I included practically none during this arc... And I'm very biased toward my favorite Digimon.

[iteratorsex]

You want my take? I fucking hated it. All of them. It's bad.

Aether Ridge does this thing where it needs as MUCH geometry as possible everywhere, and so there's often spots of invisible geometry or it getting in the way. Also it includes an OBNOXIOUS amount of one-way room entrances, which get worse when you realize that AR is so non-linear in its region design it feels like you're trying to get through a fucking labyrinth

Also, the amount of precision parkour in the game with the floppiest controls imaginable sounds like a horrible idea, and it is a horrible idea. AR is designed like its trying to be a Hollow Knight level, which its not

The amount of decoration and fake poles in the regions makes me want to fucking strangle Kaeporo ARE YOU TRYING TO FUCK MY LIFE

There's a lack of food, both devtooled and creature. This lack of food for the lizards also makes them zero in on YOU and ONLY YOU unless there are scavs, and so you'll be chased by 6 lizards through the whole region because they have nothing better to do

The level design feels actively hostile to all creatures, and not in any clever way, but in a "I couldn't be bothered to make the geometry work for lizards" way

Tundra fault doesn't give you lanterns or much of anything aside from like 2 rooms in the whole region, and is also Blue and every room pretty much feels the same. I got stuck here for an absurd amount of time because I didn't know I was supposed to climb up the Worst parkour ever to get to a room that lead to the other half of the region. Also the blizzard lizards are terribly balanced

Blast Deck has a fine wind mechanic, but some of the rooms SERIOUSLY aren't well designed for it. I think the brine is fine but also its placed in awful spots, this combined with the fake poles and weird geo just made me avoid the area altogether. Also its blue and it feels exactly like Tundra Fault

Heat Ducts was honestly the best one, I think some tweaks to the decor and it'd be fine. I like the palette and the differentiation between Thermal and Ducts, and the fire is kinda cool. I kind of wish it was expanded on by someone whos NOT kaeporo because holy fuck. Also why are there yellow lizards here, the geometry is not meant for them

Salination is the worst. I hated it. So bad. I really dislike regions that are super tight on bubbleweed usage, because it doesn't allow you the space to Try Again, also the lack of food and the fact that its confusing to get through makes the swimming sections even more punishing. Submerged Superstructure was already really bad with it but at least you didn't HAVE to visit it

Fetid Glen is my situationship for sure. I think the palette is disgusting and awful to look at and it often makes the background indifferentiable from the foreground. Also there are the invisible platforms (why). The idea behind it is cool I suppose, but a lot of the decor feels both so over the top and so naked, the pipes within much of FG are just not decorated at all and cubic As well as that, there's a terrible swimming section that's long and camped by 6 eel lizards and doesn't lead anywhere. And the BASILISK LIZARDS. The fucking time slowdown is awful, and after a certain amount of time leaves you with permanent stun. Killing them doesn't get rid of the aura. Taming them doesn't get rid of the aura. Nothing you do can get rid of it, and there's no point in trying to interact with the lizard in any way

Shattered Terrace is ok but I don't get why there's creatures there, it feels sorta useless. Also death pits that are not clearly death pits. AR just does this a lot, really

Anyways this is definitely not all of the issues I had with this fuckass region. AR was intended to be a challenge mod with a weird ass preexisting lore that had no place in this DLC, as there are at least several other BETTER mods out there that could've been used. Unfortunately James hasn't talked to the community since like 2019

AR regions include: The Surface/Tundra Fault, Blast Deck/Aether Ridge, Heat Ducts/Thermal Relay, Salination, Cold Storage/Station Annex, Fetid Glen, and Shattered Terrace

[themostsanebug]

who up loneing they ly?????? im running out of captions for my wips if you cant tell.

[hootyhoowoo]

A little 15 min doodle but first post of the year has to be Bingqiu!

[sunb0ts]

GOT THE JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💥💥

[gammija]

i don't like this tweet I've seen going around because it's precisely the other way around

sound is waves in the air, an analog signal, and vinyl records have a groove of varying widths engraved in them, another wave - you went from a wave to a wave, this makes sense

digital though? how did you take an entire songs worth of sounds and lyrics and instruments and express them only in the binary language ones and zeros - and -back again- with essentially a lot of really tiny wiring and resistors and capacitors and whatnot. and out comes music

the only reason the vinyl seems more mysterious than the digital is because you're so used to computers that their wondrous magic feels ordinary

[claitea]

i know i shouldnt dwell on stupid opinions like this but a while ago i saw someone complain that Applin was a boring concept bc its just a worm in an apple and i was FLOORED. this iirc was in response to smth about gen 1 designs being boring as well

its not just a worm its a Wyrm its a pun. that is a concept. maybe you don't like it personally but to say its objectively bad is certainly Something. not every pokemon has to be based on a myth or something else fantastical to be a good concept. you Need "boring" pokemon for the dex to feel complete, if Everything is Cool then nothing is actually cool

"gamefreak is running out of ideas" yeah there's a billion fish pokemon but they're all actually very different to each other, lanturn is an anglerfish and lumineon is a butterfly fish. say what you will abt gamefreak rn its probably warranted but imo the one thing they still do right 100% of the time is unique concepts for each pokemon. the execution can be debated but the fundamentals are always there

[colonelpancakes]

Chronic pain is so funny I'll be sitting there wondering why I feel like my bones are dissolving in acid and then I'll hear thunder and go ah. That makes sense.

[purpurussy]

face reveal

[icewindandboringhorror]

I occasionally wish to reach out to old friends/acquaintances I haven't spoken to since high school/some other even earlier time in my life, but I have SOOO little social energy even for required tasks (like making dr phone calls or etc), I never have any leftover for extra ones, and it would be very odd to message someone I haven't spoken to in like 5 years out of the blue but then take 4 entire months to respond back lol.. My natural curiosity with nostalgia/collecting details of the past/etc. (literally if I were born a little earlier I would definitely do scrapbooking or something lol) is very strong, but, alas, not strong enough to beat out the Social Issues Demons apparently

[saucerfulofsins]

Mental illness is dumb

[bitegore]

ok this isnt meant to be a dig or anything but it's always really funny to me when people like just cracking 30 are like "omg you're in your early twenties, you're a babyyyyyy"

babe you're like barely 30, you're a baby too. You're a blink and a half older than me. I spend too much time around people over 50, the difference between 23 and 33 is a few years at a job and a little more distance from living in your parents' house but it's like, nothing. the gap closes every time you breathe and every time i move. the difference between you and me is like one-fifteenth the difference between you and my dad's friend Joe or whatever. don't worry you'll get to live more life too, but don't kid yourself.

and this is doubled when it's coming from a 25-year-old currently experiencing a crisis of age because they're soooo old, they're 25, the horror! You are twenty-five. We have an age difference of three years. Your concern over this is embarrassing for you and highly entertaining for me. But like don't kid yourself here. You are 25. You are a like a fucking baby to me.

[weaponizedmoth]

Been meaning to do another one of these for a second, but didn't have any cool outfit pics--until I remembered these blurry pics I had from 2021 that I could never do much with. Libbyframe is the inspo for these as usual,✨️

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

anyone else ever get struck with a sudden feeling of distaste or being tired of someone who you usually really like/are friends with for literally no reason whatsoever? or is that just me