#TEHEEEEE

[ash-and-starlight]

When Zuko hit the floor the teacups clattered down with him: one shattered, one rolled under the brazier. Sokka pinned him down. He felt the pulse of each staccato breath under his sock. Zuko did not look too put out. The firelight shivered over his scarred eye. The exposed cleft of his throat bobbed. "You win."

The Mercy of Magpies ch5 is out Now!!

written by the incredible @ranilla-bean (who had a stern parent talk with the fic so that she would complete her homeworks in time and with an A+++) and betaed by @faux-fires

Chapter Post || Cover || Map and Characters || Ch 2 || Ch 3.1 || Ch 3.2 || Ch.4

[strawberryblondie-locks]

arcane wips..something something

[pinkyjulien]

Valentin & Mitch | 706/?? Gettin' outta bed already?

[mapaillus]

kept seeing those deku and yuji posts and had to draw em cause theyd 100% be friends lmao

[applehead1988]

✨Mature Era✨

Such An Underrated Look🙏❤️

[doodle-snek]

Slushy wushy

[c0rpseify]

😋😋

[1llus1onzcarn1val]

your blog theme is so aesthetic and eatable /pos

thank you homegang <3

[liittlecrow]

selling 5 mfm vids for $50 tonight…..

come say hi or whatever 🫵🏼

[somdxr]

finally made a decent tumblr theme yayyyy

[seraphdreams]

no thoughts !! just big bro choso fucking his cute little sister for the first time <333

[ieatcerealboxes]

A little birdie just passed by and told me to make a mast cell appreciation blog

[fluffydragonchips]

what i be doin instead of my candle runs,,,,

[quirrrky]

Hey...

So this happened in my notifications and ... tumblr aint wrong 💕😳😳

WAIT- AAAAAHHHHHH! I'm blushing rn yes, yes, that's so right crushie 🙈

[brklynbxby]

The soft patter of water hitting the tiles echoed faintly through the apartment, a steady rhythm that filled the silence. Leo’s damp hair clung to his forehead, beads of water sliding lazily down his neck and disappearing into the towel draped around his neck now. His skin felt warm and slightly steamed, a lingering heat from the shower he’d just stepped out of. The living room was dim, bathed in muted light filtering through half-drawn curtains. The faint scent of Aida's floral shampoo hung in the air, mingling with the clean, soapy scent clinging to his skin. His bare feet made soft, wet prints on the hardwood floor, the cool surface a sharp contrast to the warmth radiating from his body.

As he walked, the faint hum of the shower behind the closed bathroom door drew his attention. It was steady and soothing, an unbroken sound that seemed to shrink the apartment into a cocoon of quiet intimacy. He could hear the occasional shift of water pressure, the showerhead sputtering briefly before settling back into its rhythmic flow.

Leo ambled through the apartment, now dressed in a pair of grey joggers and a white short-sleeved shirt, unmistakably not Aida’s attire. A sense of curiosity stirred within him as he wondered to whom these clothes belonged and why she still had them in her possession. Before his mind could delve too deeply into the question, he shifted his focus, his gaze landing on the photo frames scattered around the room. He casually picked up a few that stood upright, his intrigue mounting as he studied the faces captured within them. With a quiet sigh, he made his way to the kitchen, his footsteps almost silent on the floor. There, he opened the refrigerator and retrieved a bottle of water, the coolness of it offering a brief moment of clarity. As he stood there, bottle in hand, a thought flickered through his mind: what exactly was he waiting for? The invitation had been clear enough—only to shower and allow her to tend to his cuts—but still, he lingered.

Aida stepped into the bathroom, her cheeks still burning from the intensity of the moment. Even with the door now closed behind her, she couldn’t shake the image of him standing there, his gaze so heavy, so penetrating. She leaned against the bathroom door for a moment, closing her eyes and letting out a shaky breath. He had changed so much. In the few years since they’d last crossed paths, he was different—stronger, more confident, and undeniably... more attractive. It was almost as if she were seeing him for the first time. The way his body had filled out, the way the towel had hung so carelessly around his waist, made her feel all hot inside. Her pulse raced as she thought about it, and she found herself flushing even more. She couldn’t stop the way her body reacted to him, to the quiet magnetism that hung between them.

She quickly undressed, feeling the warmth of the steam from the shower wrap around her as she stepped under the water. The coolness of the tiles against her back gave her a momentary sense of relief, but the rush of emotions she was trying to tamp down was harder to ignore. The water washed over her, but it didn’t do much to cool the heat that had settled deep inside. It was as if his presence had somehow burned itself into her skin. Everything about tonight felt so surreal. The danger, the emotions, the way Leo had stood up for her in ways she hadn’t expected. The way he made her feel—so exposed, so alive—left her dizzy with confusion. She leaned her head against the cool tiles, letting the water cascade down her back, hoping it could somehow wash away the heat that lingered in her chest.

But as much as she tried to push the thoughts of him out of her mind, she couldn’t. He was still there, in her thoughts, in the way her heart raced. She sighed, closing her eyes as the water continued to fall, wondering just how much longer she could keep pretending she wasn’t falling for him all over again.

The guy who had once been the bane of her high school existence, now, he was the star of her most secret fantasies. Aidas hands slid down her body, tracing the path her eyes had taken earlier. Her breath hitched as she reached her breasts, the soap slipping over her sensitive skin. The memory of Leo's muscular chest and arms flexing filled her mind, and she couldn't resist giving her own a gentle squeeze, imagining his rough hands replacing hers. Her fingertips pinched her nipples, sending a bolt of pleasure straight to her core. A soft moan escaped her lips as she continued her descent, her stomach fluttering with a mix of excitement and nerves. The water rushed around her fingers as they danced over her clit, her body reacting to the sensation as if it were Leo's touch. Her other hand braced against the tiled wall, her knuckles turning white with the force of her grip.

Her thoughts grew more vivid, picturing Leo's intense gaze on her, his teeth grazing her earlobe as he whispered filthy promises. She slid a finger inside herself, the sensation echoing the ache she felt when she thought of him. The shower's steady patter was the only sound in the room, amplifying the squelch of her fingers moving in and out of her wetness.

[verysmallcyborg]

partners that match :)

ryssrael is @oneiroy's