#but things should slow down a bit

[ask-october-fox]

Thank you all for the birthday wishes!! Youre all so very sweet! 🤍🖤🧡🎉

[why-the-heck-not]

me, a responsible being, working on the coding project as I should vs. me, a dysfunctional shithead, getting distracted by reading about brains (once aGAIN damnit (it's my favorite "I need to study my field but bc I should do that it's an impossible unthinkable feat now, so I'm reading about something else to fool my brain I'm still being productive"-topic))

[housecow]

i used to do a lil shimmy/dance when i ate if things tasted good but. the more gluttonous i become the more i’m just focused on finishing things rather than savoring them 🫣

[saltynsassy31]

Preceptor.. 🏃

Tbh I've always wanted to draw Percy, he looks like such a fun character to draw and...I was right hehehehe

[helioptilie]

wait Furiosa was really good actually, why did it flop?

[chiropteracupola]

steadfast sailor, paper captain...

[savage-rhi]

I've had enough character development for this year. Can we skip to the beach filler episode?

[cryolyst]

i've been thinking a lot about how the need for efficiency can contribute to dangerous driving. it isn't the only factor, of course, but there's this desire to get things done as fast as possible, and get mad at people for having the audacity to not go at your pace. people honking as soon as the light turns, running lights, not bothering to properly check before going at intersections, cutting people off, to name some common examples. it's a manifestation of "time is money" and we have to rush things. in all cases, including driving, impatience is often discourteous, but with driving it can also become deadly.

[spaghett-onaplate]

Oh I IMMENSELY fucked up this morning now I'm gonna be almost an hour late to work 😭

[scalproie]

Domesticated Post-Tekken 2 Era Kazuya is my favorite to think about because this would be so good for him and everyone else but he would have an absolutely miserable time during it

[moth-tea-merchant]

I need my energy back to gain back the ability to be annoying about peitha, I've exhausted a bit of how much I can ramble about her cannon involvement in the story (tho I wanna go replay SoTO so I can get timelines right) so I'm kinda left mostly daydreaming about her relationship with Zafira and interactions between them along with filling in the gap of Peitha apparently being at the wizards tower for a month or more before we go to Nayos.

I will say my attention to personalization of the story has been split between SoTO and Janthy Wilds. And seeing as Zafira's existence spawned from needing a new character to put into SoTO's story bcs no preexisting one fit, I'm kinda more focused on fleshing SoTO's stuff out first, but I can't wait to better figure out Zafira's place in Janthy's story seeing as Waiting Sorrow and her would have a past. I'll need to figure out what it was tho 🤔

[pandora15]

I’ve had a lot of people I just met asking me things like “what is your dream?” or “what do you hope for this year?” And I can’t bring myself to answer the question honestly to them because the answer is “I just want my friend to come back.”

But she won’t.

And I don’t want to go into it and explain why the past few months have been so hard, especially to people I literally just met two weeks ago. I also don’t want to bring down the mood so much, even though every little thing I do or see reminds me of her. Every single day, something causes my breath to catch, and I just see her — in the green of the leaves, the coolness of the wind, the hint of a smile on another person’s face.

I just want her to come back, so even when I’m being asked to talk about my dreams, I already know they’re impossible.

[theseancekid]

I know I don’t have to apologize for not being here but I just. I need y’all to know that I do miss Klaus very much.

[nanamisgirly]

feed back and reblogs are always appreciated my girliees <333

part.2 part.3

virgin!nerdjo who pulled a total certified baddie in college by being…himself.

awkward, dorky, too tall for his own good, always pushing up those stupid glasses with ink-stained fingers— it was him. somehow, you wanted him. he doesn't understand how he got so lucky, but he's not about to question it. 

virgin!nerdjo got one mission : being good to you. especially in bed. because when you kissed him for the first time, straddling his lap, grinding that perfect little body against him, he nearly came in his pants. he gripped your waist a little too tight to keep you from moving too much. it's humiliating how quickly he was about to fold, how his cock throbs desperately just from the heat of you.

virgin!nerdjo isn't completely clueless—he's read about sex, heard about it, he's not that innocent. but knowing and doing are two completely different things. and he realized it the second you grinded on him. he damn near whimpered. bit down hard on his lip to swallow it back.

virgin!nerdjo needs to learn. he thinks porn might help—big mistake. it's all so…aggressive. male-centered. nothing about it feels right. he watches a few clips, cringing the entire time, then slams his laptop shut and scrubs a hand down his face. he should have listened when geto used to go on and on about his exploits. should have paid attention instead of rolling his eyes and tuning him out.

so he does what he does best. he researches. virgin!nerdjo orders a book called ‘The Art of Female Pleasure.’ and the moment it arrives, he's on it. glasses slipping down his nose, hunched over the pages, absorbing every word like it's the most important text he's ever studied. he dedicates days to this. nights. rereads passages, highlights sections. he doesn't just want to be good. he wants to be perfect. because you're a baddie—a pro— and he's so fucking lucky. what if you jump on him any time soon and he's still not ready? that idea terrifies him.

virgin!nerdjo gets so into it that he even starts to scroll through forums. he reads firsthand experiences, studying anatomy diagrams until his face is burning and his cock is achingly hard beneath the sheets. because it's not just learning, it's imagining.

virgin!nerdjo who imagines you underneath him, pretty lips parted in gasps, legs spread as he slides his fingers over you just like the book describes. he imagines how wet you'd get if he did everything right. if he took his time, kissed his way down your body, licked into you like he's read—slow, deep, deliberate. he wonders if you'd tug on his hair, if you'd cry out his name, if you'd shake when you come, thighs squeezing around his head—

fuck. horny thoughts took over him as he bucks up into nothing. he wants it. so bad. 

and the next time you're kissing, you instantly notice how his hands get bolder, slipping under your shirt, trailing fire down your spine. how he suddenly knows excatly where to touch, where to squeeze, when to roll his hips just right—letting you feel the size of him, the hard, thick heat pressing up against you. you break the kiss, breathless. “since when do you do all that?”

virgin!nerdjo swallows thickly, ears burning red. “…i've been studying.”

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