#That you're always going to remember

[edwardallenpoe]

they're your friends, your family, people you meet just once and never see again, people you see so many times but never utter a word to each other, your pets, your house, your favorite blanket, ect.

I think soulmates are real but they r made not found and also they are your friends

[ionomycin]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lan Wangji goes to Lotus Pier (No relation to the AU of the same name)

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[casualavocados]

Learn from who? Learn from you?

Chen Bowen as CHEN YI & Chiang Tien as AI DI KISEKI: DEAR TO ME (2023)

[divinelolita]

need more hard dom Tom x m!reader 🙏like readers being a brat n gets punished..🤤🤤

TOM KAULITZ X BRAT MALE! READER

cw: bondage, degradation, brat tamer! tom, bratty! reader, spanking, fingering, mentions of overstimulation, edging, brief mention of a 'sir kink'

a/n: hii! 😸 im too lazy to write aftercare but i promise you'd get the most ethereal, breathtaking, awesome aftercare from tom 🙏🏼🤗

"Baby, what on earth is going on with you today?"

Tom's exasperated voice echoed in your head as you both sat at a café table, Tom's cup of hot coffee whispering streams of smoke as he took a small sip.

You were...extremely difficult today. You were acting so rude, childish, and overall just a huge brat! He didn't understand...you were almost never like this. When you didn't immediately answer, your bottom lip sticking out further, he let out a small hum.

"Hmm? Answer me. I know you heard me." He demanded softly, watching your eyebrows furrow as you let out a little whine. He took in a deep inhale, he could feel the frustration and anger building up inside him. Lord, all he wanted was an answer.

When you kicked his leg under the table a little, he hissed softly in pain, his jaw clenching a little. Your pout almost faltered into a smirk, you knew you were getting on his nerves now!

"...I'm getting impatient, angel. Please, tell me what-" He began slowly, a hint of warning in his voice. He softly reached over the table to try to grasp your hand. His eyes widened a little as you swatted his hand away, followed by a, "Shut up!"

Oh. Oh.

"...that's it. Get in the fucking car." Tom ground out as he slammed his coffee mug on the table, little splatters of the beverage falling on the table as he stood up and stalked over to his car, starting it up. Your lips quirked into a small smile, it worked. But at what cost...

"You think you can act like that? Huh? I guess I have to knock some fuckin' respect in you."

Tom huffed as his hands roughly gripped your hips, pulling them to you were laying over his lap. You whined, hands struggling against the bindings on your wrists that were connected to the bedpost. You swallowed shakily, you couldn't see him. You didn't know what to prepare for!

"Stupid little slut...you just had to piss me off, huh?"

He murmured, moreso to himself as he firmly pressed down on your lower back, causing your thighs to tremble and for your ass to raise up in the air ever so slightly.

You yelped as a sharp, harsh spank was landed across your ass, a painful burn spreading across your skin as it turned a bright pink hue. You whimpered loudly as you squirmed in Tom's lap, yet his strong, large hand firmly took hold of your hip.

"Uh-uh. Bad boy. Stay still." He demanded as he left another harsh swat against your already burning flesh, making you yelp. Your thighs shook as you felt a familiar throbbing in your lower abdomen.

"Sir.." You hiccuped quietly. You felt his strong hand sliely massage your throbbing ass before he plants another smack over your cheek, yet it's softer than the past two.

The smacks continued until you were a sobbing mess in his lap, squirming and whimpering , repeating "I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry" or "I won't do it again!" under your breath between sobs.

"I got'cha." He whispered quietly, his soft words instantly relaxing your tensed muscles. You tried to look over your shoulder as you heard a bottle lid pop, yet he tugged on your hair roughly back around. You whimpered, yet obeyed. What choice did you have?

You gasped as you felt a thick, cold finger gently run up and down your hole, circling it slowly before pushing in. A painful yet pleasurable spark ran through you as his lubed finger slowly pushed inside, a small whine escaping your lips.

He hummed, placing a small kiss to your plump ass as he began to croon his long finger inside you, trying to find the spot that has you writhing against him. When his calloused fingertip eventually found the spongy material of your prostate, your whole body jerked as you nearly screamed.

"There- right there, sir!" You pleaded as your hands cxlenched into fists against the ropes around your wrists. You heard him chuckle behind you softly, you could practically hear the smirk on his voice.

"Such a needy whore..." He whispered as he squirted a little more lube over your hole before pressing a second finger in. He smirked as he heard you hiss, the sting burning yet so euphoric feeling at the same time. His thick, long digits began to curl inside you, fingertips rubbing your prostate with expert precision.

You were sobbing loudly, hips grinding desperatley into Tom's lap as he fingered you, it felt so fucking good! You felt a knot tie in your stomach, your prostate throbbing roughly against Tom's fingers.

As soon as he felt you begin to clench down on his fingers, he quickly pulled them out of your tight hole. He laughed quietly as you whined and gasped at the loss, crying loudly as you hiccuped.

"Awh...my poor baby. Only good boys can cum, and you have to prove you should be able to...have you sobbing in my lap begging to cum, like the pathetic little thing you are."

He purred, raising a firm eyebrow. "Or maybe that's exactly what I'll do. Have you cum over and over until you're a dumb, drooling mess. Doesn't that sound fun?"

He cooed as his slick fingers slowly pushed back inside you. You gasped, whining as your hips bucked. You wondered which punishment rout Tom would go down...

[sweetbunpura]

Once Skully joins NRC....

Ace: So that makes him a first year, yeah?

Deuce: Well, if you wanna get technical about it.

Ace: Cool, so Yuu's not gonna date him.

Epel: Bruh-

Jack: That's what you focus on?

Ace: Yuu said she sees all of us as her little brothers and it'll be weird if she dated us.

Ortho: ....I agree with Jack Howl-san, is that really what you focus on?

Ace, crosses his arms: It only makes sense-

Sebek: Except he already flirted with the human.

Ace: ....What?

Sebek: And the human didn't even try to stop him. She even called him a gentleman and said he was cute.

Deuce: ...So... they can date?

Sebek, nods: They can date.

Ace: Over my dead body!

Epel: I remember how you used to say that you didn't have a crush on Yuu, so why are you jealous?

Ace: I'm not jealous! The guy is weird! Why would she wanna date someone like that?

Jack: ...Like you're any better?

Ortho: You can't ghost her and if you do, I believe you will meet an early grave.

Sebek: Deuce is better opinion.

Deuce... huh?

(Note: that Yuu being oldest out of the first years means she sees them as her little brothers and would feel weird if they dated. However, due to the special nature of Skully, he's exempt from this personal rule of hers. She is also very aware of the crush Ace and Deuce have on her)

[sysig]

Skelekinz (Patreon)

[somegrumpynerd]

Horror's nightmare

Horror doesn't think much on his past anymore, but his nightmares often resurface the guilt he's buried about the idea that he could have prevented it all somehow, even if it came at the cost of his own life.

Thankfully, Nightmare is here to make him a hot drink to calm his nerves and promise him a visit to his brother when the sun is up, because Papyrus will always be very glad to see his brother alive and visiting (and as sleepy as ever).

[front-facing-pokemon]

[daily-hanamura]

[matteoberrettini]

inspired by a conversation i had with mars the other day, i ask tennisblr:

*significant can mean a 1000, the wta/atp finals, the billie jean king/davis cup finals or something else i'm forgetting that's particularly important during the tennis season. some of these have dates that have varied more than others over the years but regardless since every tournament obviously happens on different dates every year i'm asking usually, so if most years your birthday is during, for example, indian wells or the davis cup finals pick the 2nd option even if sometimes it isn't, you know

[chronicowboy]

manifesting a s7 bi buck confirmation where the 118 are on a call and the victim/their friend/Random Civilian is getting annoyed makes a comment aimed at buck & eddie about "straight white men" and they both look offended then eddie says "do I look white???" and buck's like "do I look straight???"

how the others react (if at all) is tbc at this stage

i'm a sucker for inappropriate whisper arguments in the Absolute Worst of Situations so now all i'm seeing is eddie whipping around to buck when he says it with the widest doe eyes any human being has ever achieved and oblivious little buck waving the vic/friend/civilian off like "it's fine, could happen to anyone, you know" and then eddie's like "uh, yeah, it did, you're not straight?" and then it's like for the GA oh no are they going to do a kind of internalised homophobia arc for eddie where he re-examines his entire friendship with buck after finding out he likes men and yes he is going to re-examine his entire friendship with buck after finding out he likes men but it'll be the opposite of internalised homophobia (externalised homoeroticism)

[mamawasatesttube]

every time im forced to remember that t*mberkon exists an angel loses its wings. violently

[sage-nebula]

Current headcanons for Friede's and Orio's childhoods:

They grew up as next door neighbors in Vermilion City.

Orio's parents were in the shipping industry. Her father was a sailor, while her mother was an engineer down at the shipyard. (And, occasionally, the local Gym when Lt Surge blew the power again.) She had two younger twin sisters.

Friede's father was (and is) unknown. Friede was never told why his father wasn't around, only that he wasn't. His mother, who had inherited the house from her grandmother, resented that her (she felt) promising career as a trainer got cut short by her pregnancy. So as soon as Friede was old enough to be able to make cereal and sandwiches for himself (about four or five or so), she told him that she was going to the store . . . and then never came back.

Fortunately, Friede and Orio were already playmates by that time, and her parents weren't about to let him starve. Though Friede insisted he stay in his own house for when his mom came back, he ate many dinners at Orio's house, and her parents made sure that he stayed clothed and healthy.

(If one were to wonder if perhaps Friede's open door, "stay as long as you need" policy on the Brave Asagi had anything to do with how Orio's family gave that to him after his mom left, well . . . perhaps the idea is not so far off.)

When they were ten, Friede and Orio applied for (and received) their Trainer Licenses. They also received their first partner pokémon, albeit in different ways; Orio's father brought her a beldum from an overseas trip he took to Hoenn, while Friede applied for a starter pokémon from Professor Oak, who accepted his application and allowed him to choose a charmander.

The two planned to travel around Kanto together to collect badges, but Orio's mother received a job offer in Slateport City, Hoenn. Naturally, she wanted Orio to move there with the family, and Friede was invited . . . but he turned the offer down, wanting to explore Kanto first and see all that it had to offer, and promised to reunite with Orio someday.

("Are you sure you don't want to come?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. I want to investigate that haunted tower in Lavender Town. I heard that trainers who go in never come out. Doesn't that sound interesting?"

"Are you stupid?")

So Orio moved to Hoenn, where she accepted first a scholarship to the school in Rustboro City, and later an internship at Devon Corporation. That experience allowed her to get a job at the local shipyard, not because of her mother's experience there, but by her own merit. (She was actually hired to a higher position right off the bat; her mother was never so proud.)

As for Friede, well, he did collect the eight Kanto badges, though he had no desire to enter the League. (When asked why he collected the badges, then, he said, "Why not?") He did investigate Lavender Tower, and was only a little disappointed he and Char survived their sleepover. When he was sixteen, he took the entrance exam for a prestigious Kantonian university on a lark and passed with near perfect marks. He received a full ride, and it was there that he was taught and mentored by Lucca.

And the rest, as they say, is history.

[inolienkiki]

Last week I was in a conversation with a potential mentor about my interests in teaching and future career plans. She, a former high school teacher, took the opportunity to suggest that I might enjoy teaching high school. I just said, "Thanks, but I think I'd prefer to teach people who have chosen to be in the classroom." Then she started talking about degree requirements??

It took a solid few minutes for me to explain to her-- and, let me say again, she taught high school-- that an adult student who chooses to accept certain requirements as part of the process of earning a degree is not, in any way, comparable to a minor who is absolutely required to be in class, 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. That I was not talking about the superficial choice of picking an elective, but the legal right-- or lack thereof-- to make decisions about one's education.

Shortly thereafter I went to therapy, and mentioned this, and my therapist started talking about degree requirements?? and I had to spend another solid few minutes re-explaining this distinction.

I'm not going to dignify this with yet another long explanation. I will just say: an institution which claims to support a marginalized group, but restricts their rights in the process, cannot be considered to have accomplished its stated purpose.

[dangerousdan-dan]

I don't understand your hatred for Jason Todd. You and your takes about him are disgusting

Look what I found while I was searching for all the fucks I do not give :)