#anyways!!!! a guy :) enjoy !!!!

[aluminumneedles]

I'm knitting in the corner at a party

and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.

The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.

[deathofacupid]

"you have pretty eyes," you murmur, looking up at sukuna. his hands are on the sides of you, your arms hung over his neck. his leaky tip is lined up, poking your swollen clit, just between your thighs.

you've seemed to catch him off guard, because he shifts above you, snorting. "pretty? i do not believe i have heard that one, yet, petal."

you giggle. "that's absurd. they are pretty." soft sex with sukuna is such a rare, fleeting thing. because, well, he didn't care for it. he preferred it rough, mean, and unforgiving.

and, most of the time, you were qualm-less — content with getting railed in thirty different positions, all sure to leave you deadly sore in the morning.

sometimes, though? you just want to be held. and, those times, you're lucky enough for him to just want to hold you.

you're such a small thing, lying there beneath him. it leaves him in awe, at times. so fragile, so delicate. his petal.

"good to know," he says, clearly resisting the urge to roll his eyes, though a ghost of a smile flickers across his face. sukuna bottoms out, gently, quietly grunting.

"fuck..." he mutters, "'s fuckin' tight f'me." his words grow slurred, and are accompanied by your moans. it takes him only a couple seconds, angling himself just right to hit that spot.

"oh- 'kuna, please-please-please-please, just like that," you coo, eyes falling shut. his warmth is homey, and you don't think you ever want to leave. sukuna, contrary to his normal appearance, is everything honey. he is sticky and sweet, and addicting all at the same time.

you cum in sync with him, soft mewls leaving your throat. he curses into the crook of your neck, letting himself inhale your scent. it's familiar. sukuna doesn't pull out, no, not yet. his cock softens inside you, and in this moment, you are one and the same with him.

there's nothing keeping you apart, and he swears this is the most intimate thing he's ever done. and, that? that is a blessing from you, one he is so grateful for.

"i love you," you pant. you find yourself, once more, gazing into his deep, crimson eyes. so, so pretty.

without a beat of hesitance, from where there used to be, "i love you, too."

for @jeonwiixard <3

[cattnipt]

I'm like two seconds into this game but every conversation with Akechi is like being held at gunpoint. I quite like him

[katsinspats]

Thematically appropriate comic for Make a Terrible Comic Day!!

I saw the original post this morning and it made me get out of bed to make something, so thank u Pseudonym Jones mission accomplished

[aifoemo]

He of Havoc

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

I am such a big Werewolf Stan advocate I had to jump on this particular train 🙏 (but I didn't really wanna commit to full line art, you guys understand)

Oh, and you guys aren't gonna believe this, but here's part two 🙌

[agoldengalaxy]

baldurs gate 3 companion headcanons:

- gale talks in his sleep

- astarion once made karlach laugh so hard that she sprayed fire out of her nose

- shadowheart can and will hurt anyone on purpose, but if she accidentally hits someone/steps on their foot she secretly feels REALLY bad about it

- when karlach told gale she hadn’t read a book since primary school he nearly passed out

- wyll is an emotional drunk. he has cried about the stars being beautiful and about how proud he is of his companions

- lae’zel learned her favorite trick from some of the tiefling children: sticking her tongue out at people she hates

- when she thinks everyone is asleep, jaheira sings old lullabies. minsc and wyll are the only ones who have heard, but they don’t say anything because they don’t want her to stop

- the children love to put flowers in halsin���s hair. he loves it too, and will return the favor if they ask. he once did it to an unenthusiastic astarion, who ended up secretly liking it

- minsc takes the BEST care of his nails. boo’s too, obviously. he has let yenna paint them once or twice

- everyone has a lowkey crush on wyll

- when no one is looking, astarion likes to feed and pet scratch and the owlbear, making comments about how they’re the cutest ones there (besides him) and no one gets him like they do

- karlach asked wyll for dance lessons. she never quite gets the hang of it, but she has fun, and wyll is proud of her

- astarion and shadowheart pretend to hate each other, but gossip about everyone else when they’re not looking

- everyone actually really enjoys gale’s cooking but they’d rather die than admit that

- girls night: shadowheart and lae’zel are at each other’s throats with daggers. karlach is passed out on the floor. jaheira is drinking all the ale she can find. everything’s on fire. the next day they look back on this fondly

- boys night: halsin and gale are laying on the ground to look at the stars, stoned out of their minds. wyll and astarion are pouring their hearts out to each other. minsc and boo are making dirt castles. the next day they pretend none of it happened

[against-all-odds-im-back]

I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to draw @1spooky2me ‘s fantastic Bill design

[seafoamsol]

Gaze upon me, and witness my glory!

[hinamie]

you should draw kuna more

guy shrugging emoji

[flowerygarrland]

Tryina figure them out

[lucabyte]

in my heart of hearts i do truly believe that if mdp is in any way extant postcanon its as one of those hallucinations that they get so used to it just becomes mundane

+bonus

do you fucking need something

[stump-not-found]

Second or Third Contact

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4

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they're about to be really normal about things

[egophiliac]

bring your son to work day

[sciderman]

well - webtoons is over, gang

[little-pup-pip]

Cosy day in!!