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[womenenthusiast2]

the girlies to celebrate the (belated) funding of the summer season of keyframes!!

[j0shh-m4d]

Thank you for the tag!

|[Here are mine :3]|

Killer klowns

Red flags

Poker face (Eric Cartman version)

Fighting with the melody- Jimmy Urine

The red means I love you- Madds Buckley

And here are the tag! I hope you don’t mind the tag

@pyro-thon @blog-ladyg @pawsometoons @crossover-enthusiast @islandcityradio @teehee-cat-weeb

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Thanks so much for the tag @willowcassette !

Shinunoga E-Wa - Fujii Kaze

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[q4evze]

oh yeah baby we're so back (reposting old shit)

♡ sub!kaeya, fucking surprise

♡cw: alcohol, god!reader, u are the anemo archon, gn reader, penetrative sex but no parts mentioned on either end, sort of dacryphilia, general cosmic knowledge bullshit

♡a/n: if yk yk

“I think you’ve had a bit too much,” comes a flirtatious voice behind you. Though the first floor of the tavern is always crowded and cheerful, the second stays quiet enough for you to recognize the voice’s owner.

“What makes you say that?” you reply without turning around. The answer was obvious– empty glasses litter the table you’d claimed in the dim corner– but Kaeya wasn’t one for small talk. No, if he’d gone out of his way to find you, there was a more important reason.

Gloved hands press into the faded wood next to you, along with a glass that smells of Death After Noon, as the Captain leans over the table. “Rough day, was it?”

“I didn’t know you cared.”

“Is it so astonishing that I’d care for my God?”

Your hands playing with the splintering wood of the table stilled. There had always been cityfolk that knew your secret, but not many had so shamelessly flaunted their knowledge. It would seem fitting of the Spymaster to keep you on your toes. It wouldn’t be right, though, you decide, to let someone so brazen play games with a god.

“I didn’t take you for the type,” you answer measuredly, turning to meet his eye. “But then, I didn’t think I’d mentioned who I was to you before. Perhaps I’ve just scratched the surface in my perception of you.”

And perhaps the human drink has finally reached your brain, you think, as his visible eye glitters at your words. “Let’s get you home,” are the words that fall from his lips, neatly avoiding your implications. Fitting of the Knights, so good at backing out of impossible corners.

Your thoughts almost distract you from his next question.

“Where do you stay?”

You smile and lean in close, close enough Kaeya can hear you over the music and laughter of the tavern when you speak. “I don’t stay. I move where the winds lead me. And tonight, they’ve led me to you.”

He watches you, always so critical, as you lift his Death After Noon to your lips and let the sweet wine slide down your throat.

“Are you sure?” he asks, almost surprised. The wine hits your blood but does nothing to dull your mind. So difficult, to get drunk on the spirits of mortals. But there are other ways, you reason, to intoxicate oneself. And a new door just opened.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You don’t have any sense of danger? No regard for your safety?”

You shift slowly, leaning in towards the Captain. “You overestimate yourself,” you murmur, slow and sure. “Do you think you know more than me? Do you think I haven’t watched over you since you stumbled into my land? Do you think you would have thrived here without my blessing?”

You move closer, close enough that your lips brush against his ear when you say, “Do you think I don’t know you better than you know yourself?”

Kaeya freezes for a minute, but manages to maintain his façade. “If we’re to continue this conversation, it should be when you’re sober,” he relents.

“Such kindness,” you reply. So much this mortal didn’t know, so much he thought he did. You decide to keep to yourself that the wine had nothing to do with your disposition.

The scenes of the tavern and the streets blur as calloused hands guide you outside and into the night. You smile to yourself quietly– you hadn’t even had to ask– as the lights of the townhouses come into view.

The first thing you notice is that the decoration is sparse. A boy from two broken families would want less to miss, but the reality of it brings you to your senses. The music and blurriness of the city fall away to the quiet understatedness of the apartment.

Wordlessly, you remove your shoes and cross the room to wrap your arms around the Captain’s slender waist from behind.

“Poor lonely boy,” you whisper to him, your voice deep and rasping. “So underappreciated, so hopelessly unaware of the love this city feels for you.” Your grip tightens, sliding down over his hips. “Let me show you how much Mondstadt loves you.”

“You’re Mondstadt itself, are you?” comes his reply, breathless and questioning. Kaeya turns in your hands, tracing the softly glowing veins of your arms from elbow to wrist. The new orientation allows for you to let your fingertips wander, closer to where you wanted them.

“Yes,” is your simple answer. “The city, the lands, the people. I thought you knew.”

His back arches into you at the command of a wandering hand.

“I know your value to my people,” you continue, other hand tugging at his bottom lip, admiring its fullness. “I know what you deserve, outlander. You have the blessing of the Anemo Archon, is that not enough for you?

His stunned silence keeps you talking– you’ve never seen the Cavalry Captain speechless before. “Few can say they’ve caught the attention of a god. Some might consider themselves honored. Some might praise and worship me. But I like you best because you wouldn’t do any of that at all.” You brush a stray lock of hair out of his face carefully. “Beautiful little thing, let me show you how wanted you are.”

“You’re awfully confident,” comes his reply, deliberate as he brings your hand on his face to his lips, sucking at the worn, scarred flesh.

The time between the exchange at the front door and arriving in bed seems nonexistent. You hover over the mortal, veins thrumming with magic as you move to rid him of his clothes.

His submission catches you off guard, however, when he melts into your touch, letting his eye flutter shut as your fingers swiftly work open the laces of his corset and belt with an adept familiarity, as if you had put them on the Captain yourself. When the buttons of his shirt come undone, you busy yourself with his chest, and when you finally manage to peel his tight pants down his thighs, your teeth sink into the soft brown skin of his stomach.

Desperate hips rock against your chin, looking for friction. When your exploring touch finds his tight rim, you hear a barely muffled gasp from above you. That’s what I’m looking for.

“Do you have anything to help with this?” you mumble against his skin, biting back a laugh when he clenches tighter at the sound of your voice.

“Bedside table”, he answers, desperately trying to hide the shakiness of his voice. You fish in the drawer until you draw up an oil, one you first remember being used for this purpose hundreds of years ago. You push the Knight’s knees apart.

“Just like that,” you murmur, pouring the shining golden liquid over your fingers. Before the excess can spill over your palms, you press it into him, deliberate and unceremoniously. Try as you might, your eyes never stray from between his thighs as you coax your toying fingers deeper. Deft and smooth as ever, you spread him open before your prying, all-seeing eyes, as if to peel away all his secrets with the display.

Kaeya’s sweet moans brought your attention back to the present, the present where you were feeling and human and vulnerable, where another ached just out of reach of your fingertips. The present, the reality, where you could realize how much you needed to be inside the mortal crying out and stuffed full of your digits as soon as possible.

The show of his hole spreading and twitching for you almost distracted your focus enough to forget your intentions. Almost, but not quite. You stare into his bottomless, starry eye as you slide into him.

Settling your hands around the halo of blue hair, you rolled your hips forward, tender and forgiving. “I love you,” you whisper as you feel his body tremble under yours.

“You’re d-drunk,” he accuses, gasping in time with your soft thrusts. “D-don’t say things like that unless you mean it.”

Your reply comes easily. “You think I don’t?” Your lips graze the soft incline of his cheekbones. “I speak for my city. I speak for my land and all of its people. I am the wind and sky, the lifeblood of the land.”

“I love you, Kaeya.”

“Ahhhh!”

“We are your home. We love you.”

“Don’t say that, I told you–”

“I am your home. I love you.”

It had been so, so long since anyone had told Kaeya that he was loved.

The cruel emotional overstimulation you insisted on putting him through makes tears shine in his eye; that unknowable, sparkling eye. It also makes him tighten around you again.

As Kaeya’s lips part in protest, you press his knees back against his chest and drive yourself in further, reaching down to draw his lips to yours. “I love you,” you repeat, quieter against his lips before tugging his lip into your teeth. You pretend not to notice the tears that wet your cheek.

Kaeya’s fingers dig into your back, pushing you deeper, closer, as if all he wanted was to end up in a world where only you would tell him he was loved, over and over, until he could understand. The sound of his orgasm is carried on the melody of a wordless sob. His tears stream down his face in rivers now, and you lick them off his face one by one, buried deep inside as he clings to you tightly.

Well done, you think to yourself, as the Knight shakes and sobs at your mercy. What better way to welcome a mortal home than to show him his god’s love firsthand?

[everythingseasoning]

So excited to do an oil painting of Suguru Geto

…not saying it’ll be good, but it’s going to happen

[caressthosecheekbones]

Nine people I’d like to get to know better

thank you besties <3 @bambi-nicky @lfg1986-2 @mossy-fae

for the tag! <333 (approximately a gazillion years ago (back in july ajgsfjafdJDajjslKA) but in my defence - i have none 😌✨ love u)

Currently watching: as I'm currently sick at home with a cold I have so much time and I want to recommend Cucumber and Banana (sister mini series) from 2015. also yesterday I binged Halston on Netflix. not sure if I would recommend tho. edit: dash & lily (curious if I will regret)

Spicy/sweet/savory: depends. mostly sweet and savory. as spicy turns my face into a fire hydrant.

Current obsession: still in my rwrb phase, loving Nick and Tay phase :3 trying to overcome writers block phase 😔

Relationship status: very sensibly single

Last song I listened to: red wine supernova in my head <3

Tagging: I think everyone and their neighbour has done this already but I'm still gonna make sure...

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[saltminerising]

Can we please get a stop on the Aura racism topic soon? I think it's devolving into just bickering. Nothing new is being added to it.

Pausing all discussion until new information is released. 🐉

@mining-rules @frlinks

[womenenthusiast2]

a commission of this lovely couple for @maybeanartist02 :з

[xoxzso]

uhhhhhhhhhhhh anyone in the mouthwashing fandom know what’s going on?

[literally-just-there]

I was tagged by @princess-hope-selfships for this, thank you Hope !!

For the Informant 🔍 and the Seeker 🌻

height difference · mutual pining · first kiss · first love · married · inside jokes · lgbt+ · family disapproves · friends disapprove · would die for each other · fake relationship · arranged wedding · physical affection · pda friendly · and they were roommates · secret relationship · opposing world views · opposing personalities · opposing goals · getting a pet · have kids · grow old together · relationship failures · rest head on shoulder · share a bed · token dummies · relationship doubts · they have a song · first date · it's cold, take my jacket · sharing a blanket · mutual interests · study buddies · bathing together · crash into hello · accidental nudity · laundry · same hobbies · cooking together · big fancy gala · sibling rivalry · hair stroking · late night dancing · cloudgazing in the grass · watching stars together · watching the other sleep · shared values · friends to lovers · enemies to lovers · lovers to enemies · childhood friends · slow burn · love triangle · toxic relationship · sitting on each other’s lap · can’t be together · hugs · forehead touches · neck kisses · car/motorbike rides · compliments · petnames · falling asleep together · late night talks · spontaneous gifts

Tagging : @sunflawyer || @kylars-princess || @deathnot-e || @retrojem || @mrs-bluemarine

[everythingseasoning]

M’s Anime Analysis Masterlist*

includes: Haikyu!!, HunterxHunter, A Lull in The Sea, My Hero Academia, Attack on Titan, Jujutsu Kaisen, Dandadan, more to come!

diary entries and other insights: FOUND HERE*

Character Analysis’

JJK

Suguru Geto In Depth || Revised.

Satoru Gojo

What did Gojo say to Geto before Killing Him?

The Mischaracterization of Gojo in the JJK fandom - Semi Brief

Megumi Fushiguro Brief

Sukuna’s Motivations and some JJK philosophy

Dandadan

Turbo Granny (Dandadan)

Love and Deepspace

Caleb and the MC

Duo/Dynamic Analysis’

JJK

Satosugu brief analysis

SatoSugu In Depth: Why Gojo and Geto could connect despite Gojo’s life of isolation + What the two meant to each other + What could’ve been

[solanairowe]

people i want to get to know better!

last song: mutt remix - leon thomas f. freddie gibbs (i was listening to leon's new album MUTT - gonna be one of my fav albums this year i'm already predicting) follow me on last.fm @ smokehours!

favourite colour: maroon and sage green

currently watching: naked & afraid: last one standing (my now fiancé got me into this whole franchise and we were just talking yday about how i never would've believed this would be a show i'd rly enjoy lmao)

last movie: monkey man (instantly a fav film of the year!!) follow me on letterboxd @ versacheese

current obsessions: doechii & doja (THEEE rap girlies), fortnite, 90's music (i don't think that will ever go away), aaaaand michael jackson & pretty much everything about him, his life, his career, etc bc i think he's the very definition of goated

relationship status: my gf and i got engaged in paris last month!! 💘

last thing i googled: was kehlani in a group with zendaya

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tagging: some of my current fav blogs!! @narcobarbies, @shrekfionas, @sonderpoison, @chandler-monica and anyone else that wants to!!

[nhoirr]

MASTERLIST & fandoms

#.MAIN-TAGS : ARCHIVES.

all following are tagged by #🔖.chronicles {collection of series} and arranged by fandoms.

[gi.] GENSHIN IMPACT

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[bllk.] BLUE LOCK

requests status currently on-HOLD! although, thirsts are always OPEN!

#.OTHERS—MISC. !

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#.intkot 【IM NOT THAT KIND OF TALENT!】

#.totcf 【TRASH OF THE COUNT'S FAMILY】

THE ONLY ENDING FOR A VILLAINESS / VILLAINS DESERVE TO DIE

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[mareagirls]

PSA that me and @blushstories are meeting up finally next month (we tried last year but it was a tight squeeze so we couldn’t) and i’m so excited bc she is literally the love of my life okay that’s it 💐🌟🌍💕

[moonlightandromache]

tease tidbit tuesday

tagged by @honestlydarkprincess (look at me actually participating in one of these writing tag games after a long long slumber. i have such a fic concept brewing but im gonna leave it incredibly vague for you all <3)

“Before all of—this started, you told me you loved me, that you’re in love with me. And god I—I fucked it all up, didn’t I?”

Buck just stares at him, expression infuriatingly blank. 

Eddie wants to scream, he settles for raking his fingers through his hair with enough force it hurts, “I’m sorry I messed this up, Buck, I’m sorry I panicked, I’m sorry I hurt you—god I never wanted to hurt you, Buck, you have to know that—” he swallows hard and has to avert his gaze to the pink splotch of a birthmark above Buck’s left eyebrow, because he can’t take the emptiness behind those blue eyes.

tagging @scattered-winter and uhhh literally whoever else sees this and hasnt done this & wants to do it

[saltminerising]

when your fully rendered art that you put ur whole pussy into doesnt even get a fucking reaction but when someone else posts a sketch the whole server crowds around them in awe. okay.