#anyways TAKE THE KISSES

[knife-drawer-rp]

🎲 For Caz, Woowoo, or both? You pick! ( @plague-on-the-run / @nomans-land-rp )

Might get long so sit tight!

For Caz

What do you get when a lightning storm and a typhoon meet up in a bar? A bunch of bounty hunters looking for a quick payday with reckless abandon for everyone else around them. There were chairs and bullets alike flying through the air, along with a couple of people who the biggest of the brute group getting real handsy about chucking a pair of outlaws around. However, what they certainly didn't expect, though they should have with double dollars to their names, was the ferocious combination of Caz and Vash fighting together. One cussing up a storm at their assailants and the other apologizing before clocking a man in the head with the side of his bigass pistol. There were no casualties, though no one really left that tiny saloon without bruises and bumps. To the pair's rare grace of fortune, after all had been said and done, it turns out those "bounty hunters" have been causing trouble for civilians, acting more like thugs than protectors, so the people were more than glad to hold off calling the authorities on the two until... Midday the next day. Don't get the people wrong, they're very thankful, but the mere presence of people with such high profiled bounties is bound to attract more trouble, especially Vash... Which he completely understood and thanked them for the generosity (even though they're going to have to SPRINT out of town first thing in the morning). The allotted time, however, did grant the Harbinger and Humanoid Typhoon enough time to scurry back to the inn they'd split costs in to gather their stuff and lick their wounds. That's when he noticed that Caz hadn't been using their left arm much since the fight. Granted, it was hard to see when they had their cloak on, but when the realization that they'd probably dislocated it hit, Vash immediately took it upon himself to tend to his friend. He insisted that it was okay, that he's set dislocated bits at least... Once or twice... And that it'd hurt only for a second. Maybe that was a white lie, but after some banter back and forth about trying to convince his stubborn companion that they were not fine and did need some help, he made quick work of straightening them out.

They did a count down from three, and with a loud CRACK, Caz's arm was set back where it should be. Vash made a face of sympathetic pain, and before he realized what he'd done, he'd found himself reflexively putting his forehead to their injury as if that'd soothe it. But that's not how humans make booboos feel better, so he quickly readjusted his technique and gave their shoulder a quick kiss, "There! All better. We just have to make you a sling or something so you don't put more stress on it... Why are you looking at me like that?" The redness to their face will be chalked up to the adrenaline of the fight still coursing through their veins. They weren't flustered by the sweet gesture. Shut up!! ❀❁✿❀❁✿❀❁✿❀❁✿❀❁✿❀❁✿❀❁✿❀❁✿❀❁✿❀❁✿❀❁✿❀❁ NOW IT'S TIME FOR....... El WooWoo

Under the pale light of the planet's five moons, Nicholas D. Wolfwood may be wondering why in the hell himself and Blondie surprise over here even kid themselves by booking rooms with separate beds. It's not every night's stay, but there's been a significant few times where they've dragged their asses into their lodging and just laid claim to the same bed simultaneously, with neither of them relenting giving up the space.

Tonight, Nico would find himself crammed off to the right side of a twin bed, having to share it with Vash, who definitely got there second and insisted on just... Curling up like a big dog with his head resting on Wolfwood's stomach. They weren't gonna share the single pillow too, that would be insane.

There was some boyish bickering over the whole situation, the least of which included the priest being called out for his lack of generosity and sharing skills, which was followed by trying to shove Vash off the bed... Which only inspired the idea of WHAPPING his prosthetic hand down onto his dearest companion a bit harder than he intended to. Apologies immediately followed after Wolfwood tensed up under the tremendous open-palmed slap to his gut, (as if neither of them have experienced injury worse than that in their life). Another push was made to shove the walking disaster of a man off the bed, which was met by the biggest, saddest, wettest beast plead of forgiveness Wolfwood had ever seen prior to a little kissy kiss being put down over his already fading slap mark. Didn't matter that the shirt was in the way, its the intention for forgiveness!

Bah. It's too late and they're both too tired for more arguing and all this other crap. With a gruff "Stop lookin' at me like that, I'm fine" given, Vash would take that middle ground met and resume their regularly scheduled program of stubbornly and mildly uncomfortably sharing a bed for the night. They'll both wake up weirdly sore in the morning from the odd angles, but that's a tomorrow them problem.

[its-your-mind]

[hinamie]

...........slips gege ¥2000

[mo49ko]

(fengqing 🏹⚔️)

qing-er will NOT kiss it better this time!!! to teach him a lesson !!!

[irafook]

the morning after™

[lila-oh]

But Alastor, you would be so pretty in white. T^T

[soaked-doors]

still feeling shrimp emotions about them

[kenchann]

missing him hours

[knifearo]

this year my challenge for everyone is to unlearn the association between love and morality. love is not something that is inherently morally good, and the absence of love is not something that is inherently bad. sex without love isn't morally bankrupt, it's just an action. people without love aren't less kind or less good, they're just people. when we can get past this false (and often unnoticed) dichotomy of good love/evil lovelessness then i think we are going to be able to take leaps and bounds in sex positivity, aro advocacy, certain discussions of mental health...

[darkxsoulzyx]

So, back around 2022-2023, I had to explain to a BUNCH of friends what exactly is/was the Undertale/UTMV fandom. It was hard to explain AUs of AUs… of multiverses… to people which weren’t there to personally experience the transition?

A lot of these stories and ideas just stems from people getting inspired off of other people, and kind of building up from there. However, if you weren’t really there for the natural progression of that… the fandom will kind of seem like… a lot (even though it kind of is ^^ the rabbit hole runs deep…).

So, I tried my hand at semi-making a “comprehensive” guide to how I see the layers of the fandom ^^” (in a silly, not-so-serious way).

The deeper you go into this fandom, the harder it sometimes gets to even leave 💀

Anyways, tag yourself, I’m stuck in Hell 7 🕺

(note: please don’t take this entirely too seriously! I just used this as a way to make the entirety of the fandom slightly more digestible, instead of me yapping for hours in a pseudo lecture about the history of the fandom).

[clarissasbakery]

Hiii how do you think it would go if the girlies of the clarissian trilogy of osc ships interacted and the dudettes interacted with each other?

i’m glad people just think of these three ships as the claríssian trio. like yes that is them the ships clarissa loves doomed by the narrative ❤️❤️❤️

[shesnake]

"If we were the only vampires in Paris..." "I thought we were."

Jacob Anderson & Assad Zaman in Interview with the Vampire episodes 10 & 13 (2024) dir. Levan Akin, Emma Freeman

[a-space-lizard]

The young wolf when they learn cayde is back: ah fuck I gotta catch up with crow before they get into a fight

[they arrive to find cayde and crow already making out]

YW:

YW: this is worse

[hinamie]

so just know, I'm healing / even though it don't feel like it

insp

[teddybeartoji]

my last little thirst for you mickey <3

wolf! toji, that hunts down pretty little bunny! reader because he got the smallest whiff of your sweet scent and needed to track you down.

when he finally catches up to you, he pins you down into the forest ground, finally getting a chance to truly take in thay saccharine scent that he'sbeen practically fiending over. (he could've easily caught you in just a few minutes, but he can he say? he enjoys the hunt)

next thing you know- wolf! toji is biting into your nape while rapidly pounding into you, wanting to knot you, pump you full of his pups, and claim you as his own.

he still isn't finished, even after wolf! toji made sure that you were filled to the brim with his seed. He steadied himself over your pliant body and sprayed all over you, making sure every inch of your worn-out body was covered in his piss.

Now you were his- inside and out <3

OH WOLF!TOJI LOVES CHASING YOU DOWN SOOOO MUCH. IT GETS HIM GOING SO FUCKING FAST GRAY HOOLY FUCKING SHIT.

he's not even running or anything at first... he knows he's gonna catch you, he has your scent and he won't lose it; he let's you run and run, he's letting you tire yourself out. he loves seeing all riled up and panting, your eyes twitching ever-so-lightly when he finally finds you.

he loves to get you dirty, he loves to push you into the ground. he likes to see the smallest little scratches and the smallest little bruises that form under his rough hands. he licks at your neck with a mean grin as you shiver in his hold, and he loves to listen to your racing heartbeat. it's all just so, so much. it feels so fucking good.

he's gonna pump you full and he won't let you waste a drip of it. he's gonna plug you with his thick knot and he's gonna hold you to his chest as he does so. he takes in all of the sharp breaths and the little mewls that keep slipping from his tiny bunny. he hisses at the tightness, but he doesn't allow himself to get too distracted. he toys with your nipples and gently nips at your ear, determined to make you cum on his knot aswell.

you're so fucked out, eyes hidden in the back of your head and your tongue lolling out - he loves it. so fucking much. he loves the mess of it all. your slick is running down his heavy balls and your saliva trickles down your own chin. he presses a haste, sloppy kiss to your temple as he works you through your third orgasm.

"nasty little bunny, hm?"

[wispurring-moss]

lil doodle of the guys ever to keep my mind occupied enough not to spiral into abject despair rn tbh lol,,