#and i thought of finish it 😬

[romidoes]

he protec he attac but most importantly he judges

[copper-skulls]

continued adventures of Gave Him A Plushie

[piratebay]

just revealed to a. relatively long time family friend that i tried dexedrine and before i even finished my sentence she was like "oh for your adhd?" like come on. you can't have kept this a secret for like 14 years. or even longer, 26 years. you could have said something sooner.

that said i'm so glad i started with mood stabilizers first. now. off to buy diet mt dew. dewin it.

[wheerl]

wips

fanart I did for @cytokiine’s fic Reframing! I did these back in uhhh august hddhdh I said I’d post them a while ago and then I didn’t 😔😔

[hertwood]

No one knows I'm thinking abt alpha x alpha sex logistics at work (immediately spills iced coffee all over myself)

[fredthedemonpartner]

Is it perhaps slightly dramatic to compare the experience of executive dysfunction to the experience of being in a saw trap? Probably. But it’s also the best metaphor I can think of for the intensity by which my brain does not want to do certain things. Writing an email? Every word is a fishhook I need to remove from my skin in order to get out before the timer goes off, and brother that camera is gonna have to circle a couple times before I’m liable to start pulling. Sobbing and screaming but I’m literally just trying to answer a prompt that’s unintuitive and overly detailed about something I physically cannot care less about. Like I want to be done with it all more than anything but my brain is convinced I will not make it out of this with all of my fingers intact.

[bellarkeandclintashaandsuch]

Shows I’m behind on

So Our Skyy 2 and Minato's Coin Laundry 2 made me realize just how many shows I'm behind on. So pinning this here to remind myself to work through these 😬

A non-exhaustive list:

Vice Versa (ep 11/12)

Unforgotten Night (ep 8+)

Minato’s Coin Laundry (ep 11/12 and season 2)

My Only 12% (ep 1+)

Ai Long Nhai (ep 6+)

Color Rush Season 2 (ep 8)

Flower of Evil (ep 10+) DONE

War of Y (last BewGus ep)

SCOY (ep 4+)

Gap (ep 1+)

La Cuisine (ep 3ish+)

Mouse (ep 4+)

About Youth (ep 5+)

Oh! My Sunshine Night (ep. 3+) IN PROGRESS

Love in the Air (was there a special ep?)

Big Dragon (ep 7/8)

Love Mechanics (ep 9/10)

Kei x Yaku (ep 3+)

Kill and Healer (ep 3ish+)

My Beautiful Man S2 (ep 2+)

Cherry Magic (ep 11/12 and movie)

Cutie Pie (ep 12 and season 2)

My School President (ep 8+)

Never Let Me Go (ep 6+)

Bedtime Story 609 (both ep 11s)

The Eighth Sense (ep 9/10)

A League of Nobleman (ep 14+)

Desire Catcher (ep 20+)

Star In My Mind (ep 7/8) I don't even remember what happens in this one

Sky in Your Heart (ep 1+)

Hard Love Mission (ep 1+)

Love Bill (ep 1+)

To Sir with Love (ep 1+)

My Ride (ep 3+)

My Tooth Your Love (ep 8+)

Even Sun (ep 6)

Still 2Gether (ep 3+)

Theory of Love (special ep)

My Secret Love (ep 10+)

Advance Bravely (ep 5ish+)

The Luminous Solution (ep 6)

Step by Step (ep 12)

La Pluie (ep 11-12)

I Will Knock You (ep 10+)

Ghost Host Ghost House (ep 4+)

Chains of Heart (ep 10)

Naked Dinner (ep 11/12)

Buddy Y Line (ep 2+) waiting to see how this one pans out

Love Tractor (ep 2+)

Love Stage (ep 7+)

Star Struck (ep 7/8)

Our Dining Table (ep 10)

Love Mate (ep 7+)

A Boss and a Babe (ep 8+)

House of Stars (ep 2+)

Senpai This Can't Be Love (ep 5+)

Takara-kun & Amagi-kun (ep 2+)

Tasty Florida (ep 7+)

The End of the World with You (ep 5+)

The New Employee (ep 5+)

Under the Skin (ep 9+)

What Zabb Man (ep 3+)

Cherry Blossoms after Winter (ep 5+)

Kieta Hatsukoi (ep 7+)

Stay by My Side (ep 3+)

Low Frequency (ep 2+)

Stay with Me (ep 5+)

Candy Color Paradox (ep 8)

First Love Again (ep 2+)

Additions!

Laws of Attraction

Absolute Zero

D.P.

Bloodhounds

You Are Mine (ep 8+ and special ep)

Cherry Magic TH (ep 12)

Twins (ep 1+)

For Him

City of Stars

The Sign

Pit Babe

Playboyy (ep 12)

Memory in the Mirror (ep 6) DONE

Knock Knock Boys

Meet Me at the Blossom

Spirealm

Sunset x Vibes

Deep Night

I Hear the Sunspot

Takara's Treasure

My Love Mix-Up!

My Love Mix-Up! Thailand

[themyscirah]

simon deserved to win and I'm not sorry about that

Real and true

He's still #1 in my heart though 😢💔

Although the last place finish is rough (even if I think we Simon fans could have predicted a similar result)

[dahldahlbills]

nano day 2 & 3 update

day 2

Total Word count: 1689; 1421 towards a fic, and 268 towards my main wip

Did a lot of handwriting so I wasn’t able to see exactly how much I wrote until I typed it up today (hence the late update)

day 3

Total Word count: 1603; 901 towards a fic, and 702 towards my main wip

I did two sprints towards my main wip and got ~350 words for both 20min sprints, im kinda proud of that ngl

I’m making steady progress and for the most part on track for that 50k which is kinda neat! (still not what I’m going for tho so i can’t let it get to my head lol)

but overall I’m feeling really good so far I’m excited to see what I accomplish tomorrow :D

[rowanhoney]

feeling astoundingly negative and easily agitated today 🫶

[ofgentleresolve]

guess who...instead of doing drafts ended up continuing the monster of a fanfic for their ocs?

[gob-lob]

@ath-thuraya your area of expertise? LOL

put three f/f ships you like in the tags. doesnt matter how obscure or embarrassing the media, go for it. and no, your m/m ship doesnt count as women

[floral-hex]

my brain hates me so much today 😖

[hertwood]

me an hour into editing the championship progression graph that i was SO excited to do

[ncityzen]

I'm (Finally) watching past lives and idk if I don't believe in love enough but like I'm not feeling the supposedly grand love story

[nightmare-niko]

Pretty When You Cry [Father Charlie Mayhew x reader]

pt. 2

Word Count: 1916

Warnings: manhandling, kinda munch! Charlie, one slap, mean! Dom Charlie, blasphemy (they fuck in the church😬)

A/N: not my gifs! I have the originals reblogged on my page😘 this was actually already being written and then I got an anon request for basically exactly what I was already writing!! Hope ya like it hehe 🙃 i also dont really ever write like this kind of smut so i hope i did good!!

Copying or translating my writing is not allowed. If you see my work on another site it is stolen. Reblogs are appreciated and encouraged.

You weren't a religious person by any means. But staying the night at your parents had you up early, trying to find the most church-appropriate outfit. of course, your parents failed to tell you that they were planning on bringing you along to church. Your skirt was a bit too short. But it is not like you had room to complain with such short notice!

You remember going to high school with Father Charlie— or as you knew him Charlie. The two of you didn't run with the same crowds-- but you knew each other.

Now, here you were. Paying no attention to the words coming from his mouth and all attention to how good he looked. Damn-- maybe you should have shot your shot years ago when he was a personal trainer.

As you watched him at the head of the room, you allowed your mind to wander.

One extremely long and boring sermon later, you stand awkwardly behind your parents as they talk to what Seems like every member of the church. God how you regret agreeing to come-- It's not like you knew anyone here- none of your friends went to church. But here you were, being judged by middle-aged churchgoers. How fun.

The sound of your name being called catches your attention.

You whip your head around to the noise, "Father Charlie!" The name is unnatural as it falls from your lips. You quickly look at your parents- too engrossed in a conversation. “It's been a while!" You awkwardly step closer to the man.

He hums, "It has been, hasn't it? The first time in the church as well.”

“Well, you know...” You gesture back to your parents.

"I'm assuming this wasn't on your schedule.” He looks you up and down, “Given your attire.”

You gasp sharply, heat rising to your face as you pathetically try to pull your skirt down. "I-uh,” you try to think of an excuse, "I didn't pack any pants..." You lie-- lying in a church is one thing but to the priest?

If Charlie sensed your lie he didn't comment on it. "Well, I hope you enjoyed today's sermon.”

"I did!" You lie again, a little too enthusiastically.

Charlie narrows his eyes at you, "You weren't paying attention, were you?" His voice is playful.

"No, I was not," You quickly confess.

He laughs, you have to fight to not stare shamefully at his beautiful face for too long. "That's odd— because when I looked at you, you looked very focused," He teases.

“I wasn't paying attention to your voice. Just your fa-" you stop in your tracks. Utterly petrified at the situation you have just found yourself in. His eyebrows raise in surprise at your slip-up. “I mean I didn't even know that you could see me in that crowd-- I-I- just figured that-”

“That every time we locked eyes it wasn't on purpose?” he finishes your thought.

You nod pathetically, your shoes suddenly extremely interesting.

Charlie takes a step towards you, the proximity making you look up at the man. Has he always been that tall? "I want you to go into my office and wait for me.” His voice is a seductive tone you have never heard him use before. It sends a shiver down your spine.

“But what about my parents?” you ask, voice just above a whisper.

“Dont worry about them,” he assures before walking away. Leaving you standing alone— stunned.

To say you were terrified was an understatement. Sure, you weren't in any danger-- at least you didn't think so. What exactly had you gotten yourself into? Here you sat, in a priest's office. Surrounded by biblical Imagery. And you were 99% Sure you were soaked through your cotton panties, you didn't care. No one but you was going to know... right?

Five minutes turned to ten. You sat anxiously in the chair across from Charlie's desk. A clock on the wall ticked away obnoxiously. You had figured when you walked in it would take him a while for him to return. how long should you wait? Has he forgotten that you were sitting in his office, impatiently waiting? You didn't dare to snoop, or even scroll on your phone. Charlie said to wait for him, and that's what you would do.

For thirty minutes you're alone in that office. you straighten your posture when you hear the clicks of Charlie’s boots nearing. The sound of the door opening makes you flinch pathetically. You don't dare turn around. Eyes glued on the desk in front of you.

Charlie is silent as he moves around behind you. Your pulse pounds in your throat at the anticipation.

“You seem nervous.” You tense at his voice, still refusing to turn around and face the man.

You try to swallow the lump in your throat, “I am nervous, Father.” You press your thighs together in an atempt to find some sort of relief to your throbbing center.

He groans quietly from behind you, “look at me.”

Like a magnet your head whips around to look at the man. His sharp gaze made your breath hitch. You felt hazy as he stepped towards you. Your eyes locked on his as he comes to stand right in front of you. Your breath quickens when he captures your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger.

Charlies predatory gaze on you deepens, his lips curling into a smirk, "you--" he rubs the lipstick on your mouth, smudging it. "Are such a pretty mess for me, darling.”

You bat your eyelashes up at him, “I don't know what you mean, Father.”

He grips the sides of your face harshly, cheeks smushing together into a pout. “Showing up to my church dressed like a slut—” he spits, “shamlessly eyefucking me the whole time like you were the only one in the room.”

You whimper at his words— he was right of course. But that didn't stop your face from flushing in embarrassment.

“Now look at you. Slut. Sitting before me like a doe as if you didn’t wait in my office hoping I would come in here and fuck you like the whore that you are.”

You moan shamelessly when he lets go of your face, while your whole body was screaming at you to submit to the man before you. You could help but push his buttons just a little bit further.

“You know for a priest you sure do have a filthy mouth—” His eyes narrow on you as you speak. “im such a slut but here you are hard in your pants over a damn mini skirt.” If looks could kill, you’d surely be dead. You needed more.

You open your mouth to speak again. But before you could even get a sound out, Charlie strikes his large hand across your cheek. You moan again, “fuck!”

Wordlessly, he turns to the desk before you. You watch curiously as he haphazardly pushes the clutter on his desk onto the floor. Your hands tremble in anticipation as you watch him bound towards you. He effortlessly picks you up from the chair you sat on, as if a reflex you cross you’d ankles behind his back as his hands greedily grip your thighs and ass.

He gently places you on the recently cleared off desk. A stark contrast to the way he effortlessly hoisted you from your seat. You attempt to grind down in the wooden desk under you for some kind of stimulation, but Charlie’s grip stops you.

“So impatient,” he purrs. He captures your lips in a quick, gentle kiss. You whine at the loss of him, but you don’t have to worry for long as his hands greedily grasps at your skirt, tearing at your legs. He leaves you with one last opened mouth kiss as he begins to trail wet kisses down your neck.

He mumbles something you can’t quite hear. But you don’t really care when he sinks to his knees, his strong hands prying your legs open. He trails more kisses to your inner thigh all the way up to your core. He licks a stripe over your soaked through panties, your legs try to close but his hands are holding your thighs open. His eyes lock on yours as he pulls them down your legs, the speed agonizing as you whimper. In a second his lips are back on you, his wet kisses up your thighs driving you mad.

“Charlie,” You thread your hand through his hair as he bites and licks at your heat like a starved man.

He mumbles a quick “no,” as he pulls away from you. His chin slicked and shiny from you. The scene is pornographic, if you had a camera you’d take a picture. He fumbles with his belt buckle and throws it to the side, the metal clanking to the floor loudly. You shamelessly stare as he stands back up, towering over you again he gets close enough that you feel his breath on your face.

“Look at you,” he tuts. You lurch forward— pulling him into a greedy, filthy kiss. When he moans into your mouth it’s the most heavenly sound you’ve ever heard. Pushing you back into the desk, once again he’s muttering something, a prayer. You paw at his zipper and he lazily watches you has you pull out his angry cock.

“Please?” You beg, tears welling up in your eyes from sheer sexual frustration.

“Since you asked so nicely~” he steals a quick kiss before dragging his leaking tip through your folds.

He pushes into you fully in one smooth motion. Your back arches up off of the desk, wood painfully digging into your spine. You didn’t care— all you cared about was him.

Fast sharp deep thrusts have you screaming as the sounds of skin ring throughout the office. You curse- throwing your arms over your head. Charlie’s mouth gaping while he groans, pressing and thrusting himself into you.

"Just, like that, oh.. god." You wail as he slams himself into your g spot repeatedly.

Charlie greedily paws at your clothed breasts as his hips slap into yours. You clench around him— you can already feel your orgasm building from the rough pace set. Charlie’s hips stutter from your action and you clench again. A low groan leaves his beautifully shaped lips as he digs his fingers into your hips.

You moan— you try to form words but Charlie feels so good inside of you that your brain feels like mush. He seems to be able to tell your close however by the way his thumb reaches down to rub sloppy circles onto your clit.

Your vision turns white as you come undone. Your nails dig into the desk below you as Charlie chases his own release. He leans down, pressing kisses into your cheeks and necks, unlike the kisses before; these are gentle and caring. You hiss when he pulls out of you, missing the feeling of him inside you immediately.

“How much convincing will it take for you to come to next weeks service?” He breathily laughs against the side of your face.

“If it’s gonna end like this again— none at all.”

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