#This complete and utter silliness

[fuckyeah-bears]

Sometimes I just stop and giggle at how incredibly stupidly silly and ridiculous I am with the whole bearotonin, fuckyeah-bears, swearotonin thing. I really am unhinged but I amuse myself sooo much lmfaoo

[seyaryminamoto]

Scenes of a Peaceful World: Sokkla Saturdays 2024

Day Seven - Sudden Changes

Rated: M

On FF.net//On AO3

Sokka swallowed dryly, eyes wide. Azula challenged him in numerous ways across their lives, far more than he'd dare count… but she was taking it to a whole new level on that day, and without the faintest awareness of it, too.

"I'm not imagining things, am I? Just look at them!"

Oh, he was looking. He absolutely was looking. Nothing could possibly convince him to tear his eyes off Azula's perfectly exposed chest.

It had started that morning: she had said she felt uncomfortable, and she didn't particularly like the way her clothes had fit her on that day. She asked for his opinion a thousand times, and he reassured her that he found her as breathtaking as ever. In true Azula form, she had disregarded the compliment and obsessed over what was bothering her for most of the day.

Now, the day was out. Night had come. And now he sat at the foot of their bed, his shaft hardening quite effectively as his topless wife squeezed her breasts before his eager eyes, with absolutely no intent of seducing him, yet succeeding at it anyway.

"I swear they weren't this size last night. They weren't yesterday!" Azula huffed: she let go, and they bounced. Sokka suppressed a shiver as best he could… his manhood, however, twitched quite noticeably over the visual stimulation. "I've heard… well, it's obvious, isn't it? Women gain weight over life and that affects all their body parts… maybe my ass is like this too. M-maybe…!"

"Azula, y-you don't have to…!"

She shoved off her bottoms next, rushing to their full body mirror to inspect, wide-eyed, the size of her rear.

"It… doesn't look that big. I think. Not much more than I think it was, anyway," she concluded. "Which makes this… stranger. Doesn't it?"

She glanced at Sokka: his uncomfortable, pleading eyes were accompanied by an awkward smile quickly. Azula sighed, meeting his gaze with uncertainty.

"I'm not saying I'm sick or so, you don't have to worry…"

"You don't look sick to me, but if you do think there's a chance that… w-well, whatever you're feeling isn't normal, you can always ask Katara. Or Song," Sokka said, averting his gaze and closing his eyes: he could say responsible things if he didn't look at her, yes. She didn't need to know her very serious concerns over her body's sudden changes were pushing his basest needs to the forefront. Her peace of mind was the priority here, not that of his dick…

"I don't think it's… abnormal. But I'm not pregnant again, that's for sure," Azula pointed out, hands on her hips, glaring at her chest again. "This isn't the first symptom, I'd have been puking my innards out well before this happened, and I haven't been doing that. So… whatever this is, it isn't pregnancy. I'm certain."

"You've had the tea every day… so it shouldn't be," Sokka said, with a small voice.

"So why?" Azula growled. "Do I need more physical activity? That might really be it. Maybe working out more often would ensure I burn off enough energy and reduce them back to normal…"

"I'm not sure it works like…"

Sokka dared open his eyes again: Azula was cupping one of them again, still with that serious scowl… squeezing, no doubt looking for any anomalies, but finding nothing so far. The urge to offer to look in her stead choked in his throat. This was a cruel, beautiful spectacle, and he was to behave himself and hold back and…

"What do you think, though?" Azula asked, glancing at him. Sokka stiffened. "Are they… different? Bigger?"

Sokka swallowed dryly again: he needed so much water. That the woman he had been sleeping with for as good as twenty years would still produce this effect in him might be something to be grateful for, but right now, he wished he could blind himself to her sex appeal if that would make him a better husband…

"I… don't know for sure," Sokka said, slowly. "But they… look… fuck, they look amazing."

Azula froze. Sokka grimaced, burying his face in his hands.

"I'm sorry but you're driving me crazy here. They're… perfect. Always were. But if they're bigger right now, t-then that just means more perfection, and seeing you touch them like that and show them to me, I…! I'm just a man, Azula. Just a shameful, stupid, perverted man who's looking at perfection and blinded by it… more than I would be by the sun, surely, and… oh, this is too much. Have mercy on me, woman…"

Azula watched him for a moment, eyebrows raised. Sokka didn't dare look at her again, cheeks lit up with his fluster, waiting for her judgment to strike him down.

She stepped closer to him. Wearing nothing but her panties, she should have been anything but intimidating… but this was Azula. There was no chance a woman like her could stop being intimidating.

"The only bright side in all this… was the hope that you'd be pleased with the changes, if there were any."

Sokka tensed up. He jerked his head up, out of his hands, to find Azula towering over him, still with that unreadable expression across her golden eyes.

"W-well…" Sokka chortled. Azula smirked.

"Didn't know you'd be that affected by seeing me hold my own breasts, though. You do realize you're not the only person allowed to touch them?"

"I do, and… I just… didn't expect it to affect me this much either," Sokka said, eyeing her with uncertainty. "But you know you're hot as hell, Azula… and no, don't start, I'm not saying it because of your firebending, alright? Which, yes, is hot too, but still…!"

"If my husband still thinks so highly of me in my forties, why… I really should be grateful for it," Azula smiled. Sokka bit his lip and smiled a little too. "Not missing the old days when we were younger and more energetic, are you?"

"I feel quite energetic right now, I can tell you that much," Sokka admitted. Azula laughed.

"Who'd have thought that sudden changes would wind up proving that, in the end, you and I somehow just… stay the same?" she said, cupping his cheek and raising his head so she could lean over to kiss him.

Sokka responded gladly, letting Azula push him down over their bed: his hands couldn't help but move to her waist, caressing her ribcage, stroking her skin circularly with his thumbs…

But then her lips left his. Her body shifted further, and she smirked playfully at him as she held herself above him: her breasts dangled teasingly right over his wide, hungry eyes.

"I think… I need a more thorough second opinion, if you'd be so kind?" she teased him. Sokka's perverted smile brought a delighted blush to her face. "Now, please be gentle, they might just be more sensitive too…"

"I'll be… I'll be good. Just… get over here."

Azula burst out laughing once he pulled her down over him: he as good as smothered himself in the valley of her breasts, groaning with bliss and relief, his face squeezed between both mounds.

"Not the most orthodox testing method, mind you…" Azula chuckled, hugging him to her chest as they rolled on the mattress.

"Okay, okay. I'll be… professional now," Sokka teased her, hands rising to cup each of them: his wicked smirk already told her exactly what he meant to do…

And the truth was, she was ready for it, entirely.

She had spent most of the day feeling foolishly uncertain of herself. Sokka had never rejected those sorts of changes during pregnancy, but it was rather odd for it to happen without one along the way. Part of her dreaded that she could be imagining growth where there might just be sagging, instead… was she that old already? Was this around the point in life where such a thing would start happening to her?

It would happen eventually, she knew… but with Sokka eagerly devouring her nipples, testing her chest in a most inappropriate yet still quite helpful manner, she allowed herself to believe that, as the reach of old age did start to take its toll on them, the reckless, loving man atop her would never fail to see beauty where she might see flaws, just as he always had. She knew she'd be no better, no different, pertaining him and his own body's changes, should he go through any…

He'd said it many times: marriage was indeed a matter of spending their lives together, of basking in every spark of joy their bond would bring. Every smidge of affection her lover had offered her since the moment they'd started their relationship continued to nourish her, just as it did now… and she hugged him tightly, willfully giving herself to him, heart lightened by the love they shared, a love she had long known not to second-guess… for as many sudden changes as they might face, Sokka always found a way to surprise her even more wonderfully than life ever would.

[the-acid-pear]

Y'know this little throwaway gag is so bizarre to me and I know this game is a bit very different to 2 and 3 but look at Matt's reaction when Jack raids the place in 3:

You'd argue he's simply stopping Jack bc he hates this guy and he also hates this job which Could Be True but i highly doubt bc overall despite his virginity and overall cursed vibe, Matt seems to be a good employee, by all means (I mean, Peter literally gave him a vacation instead of firing him in 2, so that says a lot).

Plus, Dave hates this guy as much as he hates him! He literally always calls him creepy and, AND!

This is the only footage you get of the prize corner in 2. Which is also the first game to show Matt and Dave's disdain for one another, Dave being likely more scared of Matt than Matt will ever be of him.

Which is all very curious. 2 does set a drastic change for Matt too with him going from being just strange to outright creepy, so was the old pizza place closing something that actually affected him or was he consistently that creepy all along? And if the later, did he just start hating Dave after that or did they always have beef and they simply had some sort of arrangement (or even higher word from Steven who tended to let Dave do whatever he wanted in general) that let him do so?

[m0e-ru]

lets think of everyone who had persona blogs and obliterated them off the face of the earth instead of just archiving and keep them in our thoughts tonight. everyone else who directly caused them into doing that go and fucking behave

[the-ghost-of-jason-todd]

just saw a post claiming ao3 is run by zionists with no links, facts, articles, or anything else to support said claim

i'm having a really bad brain fog year and i feel like search engines are getting worse and worse so does anyone know where the fuck this came from and if there's anything to it

like links to anything substantial are preferable but if you can give me an idea of what the fuck to look up that would also work

[naughtydogg]

y’all i’m fully back on my rdr shenanigans

[honorthysalad]

I can’t with the way Yoshiki literally put on that anime shirt to meet with Kurebayashi. Like, he didn’t have that on when he was at Hikaru’s house, and according to the time on his phone, he went home, changed into that anime shirt, and got to the meeting space within twenty minutes. Like, that was a purposeful change of outfit; there was no room for happenstance.

[another-corpo-rat]

caught between knowing its probably better if i started cross-posting my lil fics to ao3 but also something about posting there makes me shake like a shitting dog

[entityredacted]

I promise I'm not dead I've just been going through some shit irl + lost all motivation to do fanart so here's some ocs

[4mulaone]

ferrari has become such a laughing stock now people think they can point and laugh at ferrari the concept. well u cant. wizard death beam upon ye

[chadsuke]

Comics Read in 2023:

So I'm a Spider, So What? by Asahiro Kakashi & Okina Baba (2016)

So I'm a Spider, So What? by Asahiro Kakashi & Okina Baba (2016)

So I'm a Spider, So What? by Asahiro Kakashi & Okina Baba (2017)

Gap Papa: Daddy at Home and at Work Vol. 1 by Utakata (2021)

Gap Papa: Daddy at Home and at Work Vol. 2 by Utakata (2023)

Otherwordly Izakaya Nobu Vol. 7 by Natsuya Semikawa & Virginia Nitouhei (2018)

Otherworldly Izakaya Nobu Vol. 8 by Natsuya Semikawa & Virginia Nitouhei (2019)

Otherworldly Izakaya Nobu Vol. 9 by Natsuya Semikawa & Virginia Nitouhei (2019)

Otherworldly Izakaya Nobu Vol. 10 by Natsuya Semikawa & Virginia Nitouhei (2020)

[ID: Covers of the aforementioned books. End ID.]

[warpweighted]

actually wait have I told this story before? I dont think I have, but I've stopped giving a shit if this gets back to him so [extremely offline mutual who hasnt heard this story but will definitely put names together] hiiiiii if this comes across your dash dont even worry about it <3

so okay. I made friends with Name Redacted at age sixteen, was part of group of long-distance friends with him, texted him one-on-one fairly regularly, etc etc. mid-October he confesses An Crush using the most obvious contrivance possible (Aiden I have a crush on a girl at school what should I doooooo, what would you want me to do if it was youuuuuuu) and I, who spent my teen years doggedly pretending romance didnt exist, completely fell for it lmao. but! rejection was immediate, I Value Our Friendship rigmarole was completed, a little awkward but we'll make it work.

because it turns out he did value our friendship! as a means to get attention from his crush. >_< after at least the second "but why dont you like meeeeeee" crytyping session (which I, having no boundaries at the time, patiently consoled him over and subsequently wondered why on earth seeing his text notif pop up was exhausting alluva sudden), via my lack of boundaries I ended up visiting him in his city one-on-one

which I had not done with any other of the friends in our little group before, and wouldn't do again for quite some time

and midway through "city tour, frozen yogurt, and a movie" my man Name Redacted finds it relevant to tell me that he wants to pay for my frozen yogurt because "this is the closest he'll ever get to a date with me."

like. maybe it was a bit of an overreaction but in retrospect its obvious why I was so tense during the movie lmao

anyways I say all this to bring up two other truly baffling instances that followed:

firstly that a few months later he asked for a pity date with me ("if we both go to the same college and youre still single and I'm still single -")

secondly that the last one-on-one text convo I had with him was during a round of shitty-innuendo in the group chat, which I had to put down to rescue a banana that'd fallen off the stem. I texted back what has to be the least sexy double entendre in existence, "sry I missed these messages yall I literally had to pause to put plastic wrap on a banana" and this boy

immediately

messages me directly and says

"dammit, Aiden, I had been so proud of myself all this time that I didnt want to have sex with you. Don't change that!"

like. ???? lol

[dopeyjoe]

i come on this app once or twice a month to reblog something and scroll for three hours and to exclusively update the four people who care about the trad goth dilf (a beloved dopeyjoe dot tumblr dot com character) this hasn't been a lou blog in years and i am so sorry. anyway so yesterday morning he gave me a bunch of cds and I accidentally saw him completely naked bc he literally forgot I was staying over and we both screamed in absolute terror. also we went clubbing on monday and the cab driver hated us so much because we were singing poison by the prodigy for the entire 45min ride. and he eats raw bacon like some sorta freak. funny stuff.

[mothslimes]

honestly do not get comfort characters any character is a discomfort character to me i look at them and get really uneasy and it physically hurts and i wanna hide in a cave curled around them like a dog for the rest of my life and never see sunlight again. is that a thought you guys find comforting?

[snake-anvd]

Yeah, at least it looks cool

*smiles at him*

And the way it looks distracts people from things like my height

-🖤🗑️

HAH, wow, that's nice for you!!!

[falinscloaca]

oh i want to break terms of service so fucking bad