#and it's kinda starting to make me think this is gonna be what happens when the soul jams of truth and decit remerge into knowledge

[confessionsandcreampies]

you squirt for the first time for the blue lock boys

itoshi rin - his eyes widen the moment it happens, hand still between your thighs as he watches you twitch and gasp under him. for a split second, he’s frozen. then a smirk curls on his lips. “that was new.” he leans down, humming, “guess i finally found the right button to break you, huh?” don’t think he’ll let you rest. he wants to see it again.

karasu tabito - he pauses mid-thrust, shocked. then bursts out laughing, breathless and cocky. “holy shit, babe! that was hot.” he kisses your cheek like he didn’t just ruin you, whispering filth in your ear, “didn’t know you had that in you… think i’m gonna keep pushing ‘til i drown in it.”

isagi yoichi - he’s stunned, staring down at you with wide eyes, lips parted. “wait… did you just—? fuck.” he looks like he just won the world cup. you’re shaking, embarrassed, but he kisses you like you’re sacred. “you’re so beautiful like this,” he murmurs, already reaching for your hips again, hungry to feel it happen all over.

michael kaiser - “oh?” he freezes only long enough to see the mess you made. then he grins, slow, sinister, proud. “du bist so verdammt süss when you lose control like that.” his fingers never leave you, and he kisses you through your aftershocks. “let’s see how many times i can make you do that before you start crying.”

oliver aiku - “shiiit—” he groans, staring down at you like he’s found his new addiction. you’re trembling, hiding your face, and he just grins, pulling you back to look at him. “no way you’re getting shy now, baby. that was the hottest thing i’ve ever seen.” next round? he’s determined to do it with his mouth.

reo mikage - he gasps when it hits him, literally. then he laughs in delight, fingers still working you through it. “oh my god, princess. you squirted for me?” he looks like he won the lottery, kissing your thighs and humming, “now i gotta figure out exactly how i did it so i can do it again. science, you know.”

itoshi sae - he stills when he feels it, eyes narrowing. “tch… messy girl.” but he says it with heat behind his eyes, hand moving slow and deliberate. you’re whimpering, overstimulated, but sae’s not done. he wants to study you. “so this is what happens when i push you past your limit.” expect an experiment.

nagi seishiro - “…whoa.” he blinks like he just discovered a new game. you’re panting, trying to recover, and he’s staring at the soaked sheets like they’re a new high score. “didn’t know you could do that… kinda wanna see it again now.” lazy grin, but he’s already sliding back down, tongue peeking. “don’t tap out yet, babe.”

kunigami rensuke - his eyes sparkle. no thoughts, just pure, feral excitement. “oh my god. that was you?? that was me???” he fist-pumps like he just scored. immediately diving back between your thighs with a dumb, happy grin, mumbling, “i’m never letting another man near you. this is mine.” you’re not sleeping tonight.

shidou ryusei - “ohhhhh shit—” his face lights up like christmas. he starts laughing, feral and thrilled, eyes wild. “you just squirted? you’re filthy. i love it.” he slaps your thigh and grabs you again, already shifting positions. “nah, nah, you’re not going anywhere. i’m gonna wreck you. that was just foreplay, babe.”

yo hiori - he freezes with a soft gasp. eyes wide, cheeks flushed, pupils blown out. “oh… wow.” he’s respectful about it, even worried you’re embarrassed, but the way he stares at the mess he’s absolutely obsessed. his fingers trace your thighs like art. “can i… do that to you again?” already addicted.

ikki niko - he stares for a moment in disbelief. like his brain short circuits. then, “…that was hot as hell.” you’re covering your face and he gently pulls your hands away. “don’t hide. you think i don’t wanna watch you come undone like that?” he kisses your cheek, grinning, “next time, it’s gonna be worse.”

alexis ness - he pauses like a short-circuited robot. “you—wait. you just—? i did that?” the man has stars in his eyes. he giggles, high on power, glowing. “i’m amazing.” immediately pulls out his phone to change his name in your contacts to squirt king™. don’t worry, he’ll back it up with proof. again and again.

otoya eita - he groans low in his throat when it happens, so turned on it almost hurts. the way you fall apart under him, shaking, gasping, ruined, has his brain fried. “shit, sweetheart… didn’t know i could do that to you.” he kisses your knees, slow and reverent. “wanna feel that again. wanna make you squirt on my cock next.”

yukimiya kenyu - he flinches when it happens, shocked, then glances down at the soaked sheets. his brows shoot up. “…seriously?” he chuckles low, pride swelling in his chest. “you really let go for me like that?” he leans over you, brushing your hair off your face. “next time, warn me, or i’ll drown.” he’s joking. kinda.

barou shoei -

you were already trembling, thighs twitching around his head, breath caught in your throat. he had you spread out across the bed, knees hooked over his shoulders, and his tongue was relentless and hot against your clit, dragging slow at first, then faster, tighter circles with every moan he pulled from your throat.

and his fingers? thick, calloused, and pumping deep inside you like he knew exactly where to touch, because he did. he’d learned your body like it was a strategy, memorized it like a playbook. and tonight, he was going for the win.

your moans hitched, body arching. “shoei—w-wait, i think i—” but he didn’t wait or even flinch. he growled against your pussy like a man possessed and shoved his fingers deeper, curling just right.

and then it hit you. a white-hot rush, your entire body seizing followed by a a wet gush you couldn’t stop even if you tried. your legs snapped shut on instinct, hands flying down to cover your face in mortified horror.

“fuck— oh my god, i didn’t mean—shoei—wait—!”

but he didn’t let go. or stop. or care. he pried your thighs back open with strength you had no hope of resisting, and looked up at you like he’d just won the damn world cup. his face was dripping. his tongue dragged across his bottom lip slow and obscene, licking every drop of you off his skin like it was ambrosia. the deep guttural and ferocious growl rolling from his throat had you whimpering.

“you think i’m gonna let you run after giving me that?” he rasped, eyes wild with hunger. “you just fucking squirted for me. sweetest thing i ever tasted.”

you whined, trying to turn away. but he lunged, mouth sealing back over your soaked cunt like he’d die without it. no more hesitation. no mercy. he drank from you like he was parched, tongue fucking you through every twitch, every aftershock, every new wave that he dragged out of your overstimulated body. you were crying by the end. a pleasure so raw and filthy it broke you.

your man smiled into your pussy so fucking proud. “gonna make you do it again,” he snarled. “gonna fuckin’ drown in it.”

[corcorlae]

HRKG CH31 SPOILERS!!!

it’s out on mangadex now, so if you haven’t read it, go ahead!!!

this is mostly me screaming and my thoughts on it. Maybe partially an analysis, but im terrible at analyzing lol

ok so the first thing; (also one of the first things you see when opening the chapter)

first thing, COMPLETELY VALID REACTION. It was completely unexpected to suddenly get kissed without consent. I believe it was more of an act on impulse. I didn’t react to the entirety of this chapter blind since I was on twitter and saw someone say “DAMN KAGI JUST GOT SLAPPED” and I was like “haha, WHAT?!” And Kagi’s immediate worry…❤️😔

I also believe hirano’s face in these panels weren’t disgust from being kissed or anything, it was more of a “what just happened and oh my god I hurt him” kind of face. when he heard Kagi’s bag drop, he immediately looked up and went to check if he was okay;

the FIRST THING he thought of after slapping him was to check if he was okay and worrying that he hurt him.

BROKE. MY. HEART. HIS FACE…😭💔

im not even through 90% of the chapter, those were just the first few panels, so im not going to show any more panels now. Sorry sorry!!

kagi starts talking about how it didn’t hurt at all, and then brings up the kiss saying; “im the one who kissed you…you probably disliked it.” To which hirano responds with “it’s not that I disliked it…it’s…complicated? You said you wanted to after all…” IM TELLING YOU GUYS, ASPEC HIRANO IS REAL. (This is barely an analysis anymore btw)

kagi sits down with him and says that he’s so sorry, which absolutely broke meeeeeee oml 💔

Hirano then starts thinking about if he initiated the kiss instead, but then thinks; “no, I don’t want to.” But immediately after, he thinks about when kagi said “when you touch me, it makes me really happy.” While reaching out to touch him. He stops himself and thinks “I wanna touch him.” And looks as if he just realized something, probably realizing their feeling for each other aren’t as different as originally thought.

and then hanzawa shows up and asks if everything’s ok, suspecting a fight and asks if they could open the door for them, which neither kagi or hirano make a move to open the door, they just look at each other (which im mentioning cuz i found it funny) and hirano tells him they’re having an important conversation, and hanzawa gives them 5 minutes. I saw some people saying the chapter felt a little bit rushed, and my opinion on why is because they were being timed. Plus, only given 5 minutes to talk about it. They did technically have to rush to explain everything to each other.

I said I wouldn’t show anymore panels but I lied oops

I just really love them arguing about who’s fault it was lol

Hirano talks about a way he could make it up to him, to which he tells kagi to hit him back just as hard. Kagi declines, so hirano starts thinking about different ways he could make it up.

he then mentions kissing;

ASPEC HIRANO DENIERS ARE GETTING DESTROYED THIS CHAPTER.

he then thinks more about the earlier topic about how their “love” isn’t as different as he thought, and then hirano thinks “there’s other stuff that overlaps too. It’s not one sided.” One of my theories for this chapter was hirano’s diagram from before being wrong, which me and other people ended up being right about (yippee!!)

and then there’s hirano talking about his feelings. OH MY SILLY WILLIES. AAAAAGH?!!?!?! I’m just gonna put the panels here I can’t omg…

HES SO PRECIOUS OMG IM SO PROUD OF HIM AAAAAAAGH!!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️💕💕💕💕💕💕🙏🙏🙏🙏😍😍😍😍😍😫😫😫😫😫💯💯💯💯‼��‼️‼️‼️‼️💥💥💥💥

Then hirano asks again if there’s anything he can do to make it up to kagi, and Kagi’s like “can u let me hug u pls” and hiranos like “got it, but try to avoid my lower back.” and kagi says “ooooh I knew it. I figured you were uncomfortable with that” and hiranos like “HOW THE HELL DID U KNOW THAT.” And it’s just kinda silly hehe

Hirano told him to let him know before doing that kind of stuff (touching his lower back and kissing im assuming) and then Kagi just mentions “ur really kind and sweet” I love Kagi he’s so silly oml

hirano asks if he can use up tomorrows 10 seconds, and then we see THIS

THEYRE SO SWEET OMG IM GONNA CRYYYYYYY!!!!!

they go outside the dorm and are met with hanzawa right outside and yes hanzawa was timing them because when they walked out a timer went off (took 5 minutes on the dot woah)

hanzawa asked if it was a fight, both hirano and Kagi say yes, and then they go and get ice pack!!! Hanzawa’s left to think for a sec tho, and that made me wonder if that’s what hanzawa meant in sasaki to miyano when he said “I’ve seen gay couples get into fights before.”

OK THATS IT I PROMISE. THE ONLY QUESTION I HAVE IS ARE THEY DATING YET AND WHATS GONNA HAPPEN IN THE NEXT CHAPTER. Maybe we’ll get confirmation? Hopefullyyyyyy!!!! Gotta wait another month guys we can do it ‼️‼️

(guys im so bad at analyzing don’t bully me lmao)

this was so hard to do with 3 cats all over me

[squinkiy]

i went on a HUGE ramble in a server im in about fan and ii4

the text in the image is under the cut if its unreadable

i am so sorry about the one huge paragraph i went So overboard

rewatching ii4e1 starting from the "uughghh so demeaning..." line and im back at the part where hes tryna convince the osc that Hey We;re All unhappy and im kinda losing my shit a bit (fan has me in a chokehold actually) bcs ohhhmy god Fan you FUCKING IDIOOOOOTTTTTTT "what if we shouldnt get used to it?" YOURE PROJECT9IIINNGNGNGNGNGGNGMNGMNFG IM GONNA BEAT YOU UUUUPPPPP hes so distressed and doesnt know How to cope with literally a Completely New Life that he's Never had before . He's so understimulated form not having the competition daily and its just. Oh my god Fan you're Projecting YOU'RE the one unhappy NOT EVERYONE ELSE well yes theyre prolly unhappy but holy FUCK dude A life without drama suitcase says,,, yeha like THATS gonna happen with fan as the host. Sure buddy as if hes NOT gonna make the game a drama series again. this shit wont go well at all hes gonna dig himself a hole and hes gonna be too deep in to get out and when hes calling for help NO ONE is gonna want to help him the fact that the osc ENCOURAGED him to be host and basically appointed him to be so? cabby you BETTER fucking interviene he is GOING TO GET OBSESSED WITH THE COMPETITION ITS LITERALLY IN HIS CHARACTER AND WIRED IN HIS BRAIN BECAUSE THATS WHO HE IS. NOT TO MENTION THAT ITS INANIMATE INFUCKINGSANITY WE'RE TALKING HERE . ITS HIS SPECIAL INTEREST AND KNOWING HOW FAN IS AS A PERSON HE'S NOT GONNA DO GOOD AS THIS GAMES "MODERATOR." he's gonna start becoming Just like mephone and start putting them all in danger, i genuinely dont see how thisll be a lighthearted season considering Fan, THE #1 FAN OF INANIMATE INSANITY, NOW HAS CONTROL OVER THIS THING HE LOVES SO SO DEARLY THAT IT'S LITERALLY HIS WHOLE LIFE. as ive said SOOSOSOSOSOSO MANY TIMES BEFORE he's going to Ruin himself and ruin Everyone else. He's going to cause so much injury because of his lack of genuine awareness to how other's are feeling, he's going to ruin his relationships because he's doing such destructive things that his friends are Now the evil ppl in the situation because theyre disagreeing with him and Trying to take away what he loves so much, they MUST be in the wrong and they MUST be the bad guys here, becasue to Fan, he's the only one who matters and he's DESTINED to take on this role! and when someone dies because of him he's going to get his entire reputation obliterated becasue he didn't take into account the fact that this was never a good idea to begin with and that hes the only one who truly wanted this game to come back to life. Sure everyone may have a choice in whether or not to participate, but how do we know he's not gonna quickly become posessive and controlling over everyone because of the fact that he LIVES for drama and he has LITERALLY stalked and studied Everyone of the cast, he's parasocial as fuck and mr. i've studied you all over here is gonna start seeing everyone who competes as mere characters again and as not real people in his life and only as mere entities who are there just to serve as his entertainment. He lives in his fucking head and nothing is real to him including himself and only when shit hits the fan (pun not intended) will he actually start to realize that he's fucking up everything and that he's putting himself and everyone else in danger because Now EVERYONE can die forever and NO ONE can be revived. people are gonna die man this guys going to cause so much to happen because he's host and nothing is going to go well . oh my god i cannot wait for the rest of this season dude. Okay I think i typed for a bit too long

[nobunsonpesach]

Yoooo guys I come back w some lore about Primarchs swapping Gods AU

And also answers to these two questions (sorta?)

Okay so the main messed up thing is - Morty and Typhus do not end up with the same god. I know, haha, might be a bit disappointing, but I just cannot imagine Typhus outside Nurgle and have no idea why the guy would give up his favorite Chaos God who whispered to him since like forever, was nice to him, gave him boons, kissed him on the nose, tucked him in before bed and overall invested so much in him. He gave Typhus everything he needs, made him feel like someone bigger and better than his own Primarch and granted him so many nice funky gifts, like who could ever trade that for anything?..

So yeah, we are gonna have a great rift within the Death Guard - with the first company alongside Typhus becoming Plague Marines, and all other companies staying with Mortarion and falling to Slaanesh.

But how tf did this even start?

As I’ve been been thinking about this whole AU, I came to the conclusion that this version of the Primarch’s fall might have been someone’s plot - someone *like* Erebus, but obviously not Erebus. Maybe someone who could *forsee* how the original Heresy is going to end and thought that this is a bloody nightmare, and something must be changed - and they don’t even have to be on the Emperor’s side. No, I think it would be funnier if they were *not* on the Emperor’s side, but wanted to fuck him over spectacularly.

Sooooo, what do we have? Someone who:

1. Can see the future

2. Thinks the way original Heresy turned out sucks ass

3. Thinks the fates of the god-assigned Chaos Marines suck ass as well and they deserve better

4. Still would prefer the Heresy to happen, because he hates the Emperor’s guts

5. Hates/Despises/Is disappointed with Erebus, Lorgar and their whole scheme

6. Has no interest in saving anyone, but *making a point* and *fucking fate over*

I dunno about you but I already can see the grim mug of our only suspect staring at me from the shadows.

Yeah, who else? This mean fucker checks all boxes. He’d be the one to want the Heresy to still happen but kinda-not-like-that? It’s good that the Emps got kicked, but the grim future that follows? Ew. Not at all what the strong and the victorious deserve.

There is only one flaw to this theory, however - Curze’s whole shtick is that he is a fatalist and doesn’t believe - and doesn’t want to believe! - that fate can be altered, because uh oh that would mean that all those people he killed…. That might have been avoided… “are we the baddies?”

So, why would he change his mind? And does it have to be him?

I’d say that it happen because of ✧˖° ⊹ ࣪ \friendship/࣪ ⊹ ° ˖ ✧

Because yeah, he is supposed to be friends with Morty, which stated in some codexes, but we see them interact literally zero times in canon. And if we suggest that once upon a who knows when they’d have a proper talk, like an actual talk, as brothers who care about each other, even if they are not ready to accept each other’s weaknesses - I can see it as mutual understanding that the other one is almost as badly messed up, which grows into some dark respect, bitter bondage that makes them comfortable around each other, reassures them that the other wouldn’t judge them, because they are equally flawed - and at the same time there’d be no desire to subdue or change the other, because none of them believe they can “fix” anyone, and they absolutely don’t want to take responsibility for another’s transformation.

But Curze could share his visions. Not out of a desire to help - he’s not that kind a guy - but to a bring some of his signature bitterness to the table, as I believe they often shared creepy, painful and traumatic memories and experiences, like comparing scars, both lamenting their past and present, and now Curze would have a delicious new flavor of complaint - sharing a traumatic future, both his own and Mortarion’s. Like, “Yeah, I’ll just be killed, and you… oh, boy, do you really want to know? I warn you, brother, it is inevitable, knowledge will only prolong the agony. Still willing? Well, here ya go…”

And Mortarion - well the thing with Mortarion is that in direct opposition to Konrad, when he is faced with something that tries to bind and own him, be it Necare, the Emperor, Nurgle himself or even something as vague as “fate”, his first and strongest instinct is “nuh-uh!”

And this “nuh-uh”, or rather, a particular disregard and even disdain for authority is as much an integral part of his character as his bitterness, his tsundere vibe and his agressive social awkwardness. Would he be terrified of the future Konrad describes? Certainly, but much more than that he’d be *pissed* - at the Emperor, Horus, Erebus and Lorgar, and especially fucking Typhus - and even if Konrad told him that the future cannot be averted, escaped or changed, I am more than certain that as an answer he’d get something like “bitch watch me”.

I am gonna come back home from work and write a bit more on how Fulgrim knew about the whole situation, and how they ended up “exchanging” Gods and a few more facts, and you can ask your questions meanwhile :>

[aussie-engene]

Boyfriend!Niki x gn!reader

Fluff

Warnings: teasing, playful insults

You and Niki have known each other since kindergarten. Eventually, you became a couple surprising absolutely no kne because it was obvious you two would end up together.

Niki is considered cool and sometimes cold. At least, that's what people think. To you...Niki is just a sweetheart. He is mistaken as cold even if he is the warmest person known on earth. He takes really good care of you and loves kissing and cuddling you.

Today, you decided to spend the night in meaning movies, laughter, snacks, and...cuddles. Many many cuddles.

"Riki~ You're squishing meeee" you laughed at your boyfriend, who was on top of you. You have been like that for about an hour now.

"Stop complaining! Your chest vibrates!"

"Wooow, sorry for breathing, my king." You said, sarcastic, not being able to hold back a smile.

He side eyed you and nailed his face in your neck, this time tickling you with his breath in the process

"Hey! Stop that it's ticking me!"

"Wooow, sorry for breathing, my queen." He mimicked your earlier voice

You smacked his back lightly, causing him to groan

"How dare you hit your boyfriend?" 'Dramatic as always' you thought

"How come you act like this only with me, huh? I don't see you being all cuddly with others"

"You want me to be cuddly with others... you know that girls count as others, right...?"

He looked at you teasingly, and it was your turn now to side eye him

"But if you want to then -"

He said while getting up slowly, only to be slammed back into you since you pulled him down by his hoodie.

"What happened~? Are we jealous~?" He giggled in your neck

"No, I'm not! I'm just concerned about the other girls"

"What's that supposed to mean?!" He looked at you acting offended

"They'll be surprised when the cool guy suddenly becomes a whinny baby!"

"Hey! Take that back! I'm not a baby!"

"Too late already said it, and there are no take backs!"

He looked at you deep in the eyes, and you knew what was coming. He started tickling your sides, knowing that that was the only way of making you regret, but you weren't gonna give up that easily

"Take it back, or I won't stop!"

"Not even in a million years!" You said between giggles.

"Fine! Then, suffer the tickling!"

"I'd rather suffer this than lie about you not being a whinny baby!"

"Okay, you signed up for this then!"

These were your days with Niki. Playful insults, arguing and then back to cuddling were kinda your thing. Having your best friend as your boyfriend was the best decision ever made, and you never regretted it.

Even if that meant you losing your breath everytime he had a hold of you...

[idk-who-you-are-man]

I managed to make another one, guys :D

Mixing days definitely felt like a cop out, but at this point, I'm just glad I managed to get it done at all, so we got what we got. And we got Bottom Stan Week prompts for Food Play, Breeding Kink (more of pregnancy kink, but still), with a little bit of praising on the side. Once again, check the tags and enjoy!

Summary: Stan is pregnant, and Ford is worried that he's not eating enough. How it ends up getting heated should be beyond both of them, but who are they kidding, it's really not.

Warnings/tags: NSFW, 80s post-Bill Stancest, ABO (not mentioned but it is), pregnancy kink, kinda breeding kink, a bit of food play, a bit of praise, referenced some medical issues but nothing too serious, possessive Ford

"You need to eat more." That's how it starts. Innocent enough, Stan supposes, though there's still something in Ford's tone that's making him a little nervous.

"Uh, I think I'll pass, thanks." Ford scoffs, but doesn't seem too surprised by his rejection.

"No, I think you won't be passing, Stanley." Ford extends a helping hand, which Stan swiftly ignores, opting to stay seated in his very comfortable armchair. "Come on, Stan, don't be difficult."

"You don't be difficult! Don't you think I'm full enough?" Drumming his fingers against the tight skin of his baby bump, Stan revels in Ford's choked little gasp. His brother does tend to be adorably predictable. "Yeah, that's what I thought."

"No, that- That is irrelevant, Stanley! The doctor said-"

"Doctors say a lot of things, Ford. It's my body, don't you think I'd know better?"

"The doctor said that the reason you have been feeling weak is likely because you haven't been eating enough, and I know that it is something that you've been struggling with for... Reasons."

"Reasons, he says."

"Stanley-"

"Just say that this is because you blame yourself for what happened." Stan rolls his eyes, his next words coming out quietly, mumbled under his breath because Moses knows that Ford can be stubborn about the dumbest things. "Even though you shouldn't and it wasn't your fault."

"Even if it wasn't, which it is-"

"Stop that."

"-It's still something we need to work on."

"Yeah? Well, I can say the same about your shitty sleep schedule, and yet I don't see you being very cooperative when I try to help with that." Ford groans, running an exasperated hand through his thick brown curls. For a moment he just stands there, tugging at his hair, until a defeated sigh leaves his lips in a quiet huff.

"Fine. If I agree to try to better my sleep schedule, would you let me help you with your diet?"

"Try isn't gonna cover it, buddy."

"Okay, if I let you help with my sleep schedule, would you let me help with your diet?"

"Sure, do your worst. But I will be reminding you of this conversation next time you decide to be difficult." Ford nods, way too sullen in Stan's humble opinion. Is him to get more than three hours of sleep a day really that much to ask for? Maybe it is with all the nightmares Ford's been having, but he still needs the rest, so Stan isn't about to back down on the issue.

"Come on then," Ford's hands are gentle as he helps Stan to his feet. Stan grunts, palm moving to cup the underside of his belly. He's gotten so big already, and he's barely six months along. Ford says that's common with multiples, but he's not the one who's always achy, sick, and gross. Ford doesn't seem to notice Stan's discomfort if the way he impatiently pulls him towards the kitchen is anything to go by.

"Slow down, Six, my back's killing me." Jeez, he sounds like an old man. He's twenty-eight, for Moses' sake! It's true, though, his back is killing him. It has for a while, but the new weight on his midsection made the problem undoubtedly worse. Ford hums sympathetically, hand moving to rub gentle circles along his lower back.

"Right, of course." His pace slows to match Stan's heavy steps, as he glances down at his swollen ankles. "We should get you some compression socks."

"So I can never wear them again aften those brats are out of me? Fat chance."

"I think it's still worth investing in."

"Uh-huh, sure." Stan's nose scrunches up as they enter the kitchen. The smell of meat is sharp and grating, another blessing that came with the pregnancy. "Ford, I don't know if I can eat that. Think we have anything that isn't gonna make me throw up?"

"Hm," Ford hums, helping Stan lower himself onto a creaky wooden chair, then pulls away to look around the space. "I believe we have some yogurt and fruit, if you think you can manage that."

"Better than meat." Leaning back in his chair, Stan rests his hand on his belly, where the kids started to kick at the promise of food. "Mm."

"Are you alright?" Ford is there in seconds, face concerned as his palm lies gently on Stan's shoulder.

"Yep, all good. Your kids just seem to be more hungry than I am."

"Oh." The hand on Stan's shoulder moves lower, six fingers splayed over the expanse of his stomach. Ford's face is blank, but his pupils are blown wide and there is a special kind of hunger in his eyes as he stares at the little bumps fluttering against the tight skin.

"Like what you see?"

"Yes..." It takes a second for Ford to snap out of whatever trance he was in, withdrawing his palm from the tantalizing firmness under his fingertips. There is a guilty look on his face as he goes to retrieve a spoon and a small pack of plain yogurt. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it." Stan accepts the food, pulling the aluminum cover off and digging his spoon into the yogurt. It's a little sour, and he's still feeling sort of sick, but he doesn't feel like throwing up, so he'll take it. Ford is moving around the kitchen, peeling, cutting, and piling fruit on a sizable ceramic plate. Stan is almost done with the yogurt when Ford places it on the table in front of him. "Thanks, Six."

"Of course," Ford mumbles, eyes glued to the way Stan licks the remaining yogurt off the spoon. He seems to be enjoying it. Maybe Stan could too. He leans forward to reach for the plate, his belly squishing slightly into the table as his fingers finally grasp the glazed surface. He balances the fruit on top of his stomach and pops a few grapes into his mouth.

"Mm. Zhish ish sho good." Stan swallows, licking the sticky juice off his lips. Ford's breath hitches, still staring intently as Stan bites into a square piece of watermelon. It's good, sweet and crunchy, and he moans as he licks his fingers clean.

"Stanley..." Ford whines, actually whines, the drama queen, and Stan's lips lift in a smug smile.

"Yeah?" A raspberry lands in his mouth next.

"Stanley, please." A strawberry.

"Please what, Six?" A piece of melon.

"Please..." A blueberry.

"You gotta be more specific, Six." Another piece of watermelon.

"Can I..." A strawberry again.

"Can you what, Ford?" A raspberry.

"Can I touch you?" Stan pops a blueberry into his mouth and grins.

"You can do whatever you want, babe." And that's all Ford needs, pressing his lips into Stan's and tasting the fruit on his tongue. Six-fingered hands land on Stan's swollen belly, and he groans, feeling the babies kick under his palms.

"Fuck, Stan. You're so beautiful. I love you so much." His hands float higher, grabbing at the newly rounded breasts, grabbing and pulling until Stan is whimpering and gasping for air under him. "You don't understand how hot it is, seeing you so swollen with my children. I did this to you. You're mine, Stanley. Only mine."

"Yours, yours, whatever- Fuck!" The plate slips to the floor, spilling the remaining fruit all over the kitchen, but thankfully doesn't shatter. Ford pays it no mind, angling himself to rut against Stan's stomach.

"Stanley, sweet Moses!" Ford moans, hips moving frantically to match his arousal. "I can't wait to see how much bigger you'll get. I love seeing you struggle to walk because of how heavy they got. I love how soft you've gotten. I love seeing you so full of me, Stanley."

"Ford, fuck!"

"Stanley!" Ford groans as he spills into his pants, not quite caring about having to clean them later. It feels so good to have Stan with him, loving him, having his damn children. It's as exhilarating as it is attractive. His hips slow, but don't stop as he rides his high.

"Feeling good, Six?"

"Mhm. Very good."

"Well, you better make me feel just as good, because that was hot, and I can't reach myself, so you gotta do it for me," Stan grunts at Ford's blissed-out grin.

"It would be my pleasure."​

[ineed-to-sleep]

I forgot about how killing eve's writing just starts getting progressively worse the more season 3 goes on. Like girl what happened to my show.......... my characters......... what did they DO to villanelle...................... and where is EVE

[doomedclockworkdotmp3]

heeyyy gaaanggg

the pose and the background of the album version (left) are based on oingo boingos only a lad album art. not cause i think he has anything to do with it but just cause ive been wantin to draw that pose for like. weeks and i didnt know who to put there. so why not my latest bug man.

[kuiinncedes]

i’m READINGGGGGGG BABEL

[dyketennant]

oh i can already tell i’m about to have some really unpopular opinions about the edge of sleep tv show

[regular-lord-reckoner]

so i took my car in today because i thought it might just need some more brake fluid and although i tried to just look at it myself i couldn't for the life of me figure out which part under the hood was the brake fluid reservoir without having to lean all over my car and get all dirty, so i figured i might just have to pay a service fee and whatever for the fluid itself...

turns out i need all new brake pads !!

ahaha

haha

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yay

[fishyartist]

“Hey fishy how’s the job hunt going?” I’m drawing ponies and I’m thinking about real sonic character mello bee (from the Archie comics; died from an lsd overdose caused by a laced chili dog)

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

[burnthybread]

iiiiiidont know how to feel

[exopelagic]

i said i wouldn’t do it this time but it’s 3am and mods asleep. boy

[rainerghost]

Google didn't give me any answers to my question (womp womp) sooo...

Question.

What's it called when you start thinking a sentence but then you have to start over because you didn't "think it right"?