#but yeah I get how it's not everyone's taste

[kari-sims]

Tomiko Moriyama (she/they) as my entry for the Total Drama Sims season 3 by @jonquilyst!! (thanks for letting me participate <3)

also huge wall of slightly amusing text below the cut (you've been warned!) cause i was caffeinated and ended up having some fun with this ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)

👩 Age: 14 🪐 Lives in: Strangerville 🐛 Goals in life: to open a bug museum 💖 Orientation: thinks girls are cute, but doesn't want to waste their short teen years chasing them around (that's what the 20's are for!) 🎶 Hidden talent: encyclopedic knowledge of kpop girl group's songs and dances 🥇 Honorable titles: -> 'Mighty Collector of the Fun Hats' -> 'Prestigious Ambassador' at the ''International Bug Diplomacy Federation'' (only actual human member, but it'll grow, just wait!) 👍Likes: iridescent beetles / cut rock hard candy / slippery mud you can draw on / putting googly eyes on random things 👎 Dislikes: homework / cleaning things that'll get dirty again / humans evil bug killing inventions (unless it's a laser shooting death ray gun for mosquitoes, cause yeah, even a bug loving girl hates those bastards!)

[RECORD 434, another sunny day in strange Strangerville]

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(sound of someone clearing their throat, followed by what's obviously a kid trying to speak in an exaggerated deep voice)

Tomiko: "Tomiko is a girl who didn't need a home with walls or windows - the roof to her 'home' has always been the sky above." (pauses, mutters to themselves) Ooh that's a good one! Wait, people will think i live in the woods, no? Wouldn't that be the dream…

(moment of silence as Tomiko daydreams, then remembers she just started recording)

"Tomiko doesn't have many friends, because she was destined to be a free-spirited loner. With the exception of Clarisse, a girl who dreams ofbecoming a marine biologist. Clarisse was made fun of by strangers on a dumb internet show she went to one day, all because she wanted to win the money and go on a trip to Sulani. Now everyone calls her the 'Dolphin Girl'. After Tomiko decided to console her at lunch in school, both of them ended up bonding over their crazy obssession with nature. They've been inseparable friends ever since."

(another pause, followed by an audible sigh)

"Well, they were inseparable, until Tomiko moved away. Now Clarisse is being weird for no reason... anyways, where was i?

(forgets why they went on a Clarisse tangent and starts to fumble with their unorganized notes)

"Oh yes, destined to be a free-spirited loner, ya-da ya-da. Unfortunately, Tomiko was forced to live in a boring house made of bricks, with white furniture, and a mom who was always mad about her muddy boots on the carpet."

(voice shifts to mimic the mom's screech)

- I'm not gonna raise a savage wild child! Since you love dirt so much, go live with your bum of a father in that Strangerplace world, or whatever it's called.

"Best thing to ever happen to me!" (voice switches to normal accidentally, then goes back to the fake deep one) - I mean - best thing to ever happen to Tomiko! Even though her dad looks kinda weird lately, walking around aimlessly at night in search of his mother. Classic dad, being a weirdo. No idea how this man got married..."

- Dad, I told you grandma still lives in Willow Creek. Why do you think she's in the middle of the desert? Also, she wouldn't be caught dead wasting away her fabulous heels in this god-forsaken place.

"Tomiko pretends she doesn't see it, because now she can do whatever she wants, why complicate things? The only problem is, there isn't much to do in Strangerville with the infection rumors going on, and all the damn sus soldiers. Also, the taste of travelling for the first time has left her wanting to see more. Imagine all the bugs she could find?! But you need money for that, sooo… what to do, what to do…"

(voice returns to normal, a bit defensive)

"Okay, fine, I'm the one recording this… (sighs) I know what you're thinking - "just steal from your dad!". Seriously, who do you think I am? Anyways, I did something else instead. I heard there's this competition with other teens where you get to travel the world, and guess what? I signed up for it! Without my parents knowing, of course, but that is irrelevant. They won't even notice I'm gone, I fear. I just hope the organizers don't ask for their permission, because Clarisse was the one who knew how to fake signatures, but now she's hanging out with other kids at school, and thinks she's better than me."

(inhales, then proceeds to speak loudly at a wall, probably)

"Like... Nina? The enemy? Be so for real right now Clarisse! My life is just grand without you! I'll get to travel the world and educate people on how bugs are friends, and definitely NOT disgusting or too dangerous! Well, most times. I'll also prove that even if you're a weird bug loving kid like me, you can still have a chance at a game that requires you to make friends. It'll be eaaasy! In a few weeks I'll be like, Clarisse who? Hahah!"

(brief pause on their flex-rant, which is totally NOT a defense mechanism because she's hurt by them growing apart. They return, slightly worried)

"Do you think I can die in there? Cause gosh, let's hope not! Imagine going on an adventure of a lifetime and not being able to tell people about your heroic deeds... that'd be so lame! Anyways, I'll see you when I see you, whoever is listening to this… Tomi out!"

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[RECORD ENDS]

wow if you're still here, thanks for reading, you wonderful bean! here, have a cute snail

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[artdcnaldson]

*taps mic* "Ahem... jerking Art off and making him swallow his own cum"

The crowd boos. "That's disgusting!" One yells. "He'd never do that!" Another shouts. Then, everyone gasps and turns around as someone in the back stands and speaks up. "Yes, he would." Says no other than Arthur Clive Donaldson himself.

Alternatively.... cumming in you and then eating you out...

And the crowd goes... home!

🚬

Sighhhh <3

But yeah <3 Especially thinking very hard about jerking off sweet little 2006 Art. Perhaps even comforting him in your hotel room after he's lost the junior US Open final </3

He wants to feel desired, like he's won something. So he feels vindicated when you're clinging to his side, all starry eyed and happy to be in his presence. Patrick is across the room talking to Tashi, showing off his trophy with that dazzling, perfect, smarmy, frustrating smile of his. So he tries to focus on you, as you tell him about how you also won in the mixed doubles tournament, and you saw his final that morning and you thought he played really well.

It doesn't take much convincing to get him to your hotel room— he didn't really want to stay at the afterparty anyway, feeling like Anna Mueller with his stupid little plate engraved— Art Donaldson, runner up. He feels better on your bed, with your tongue down his throat, moaning into your mouth as you strip him out of the fancy outfit his grandma had bought him, expecting a win. A nice white button down, black slacks, his grandad's cufflinks. Even a goddamn tie.

"You're so hot," you murmur against his lips, once he's down to his boxers and you can feel him hard, tenting the fabric. "Can I touch you?"

And, fuck, on a night like this, who is he to refuse?

Your hands are so so soft around him, slick from spit so he can glide in your palm. Slow, practiced. You kiss him so sweetly as you jerk him off, tongue brushing his, licking into his mouth. You can taste the soda he had at the party, the cigarette he'd puffed on while you waited for your shuttle back to the hotel.

"Jesus that's—" He trails off, hips bucking up into your fist, seeking more. But you set the pace, and you want this to be slow. So you just smile, nod and kiss his jaw. You twist your fist a bit and make him groan, so his head falls back and you can trail your hot kisses down his throat. "God, you're killing me."

You relish in having him like this— panting and falling apart in your hand, literally. Art Donaldson— golden boy on the court. You toy with him— slowing down when his moans get too fast, when you feel his balls drawing up and his cock pulsing... speeding up when you want to feel his breath hot, panting against your throat, his kisses insistent.

He doesn't even have time to warn you before he's spilling into your hand. Hot, thick ropes that drip between your fingers. He groans and buries his face in your shoulder, embarrassed by his inability to last during a simple handjob.

"Sorry, that's... sorry," He stammers, his cheeks pretty pink. His cock flags, just a bit between his thighs, and you know this isn't the first time you'll make him cum that night. Not even close.

You kiss his cheek once, then bring your fingers up to his lips. He hesitates, just a moment, before his tongue peeks out, lapping at his spend on your fingers. His nose wrinkles, just a bit at the unfamiliar taste, but he obeys, until there's no trace of him left on your palm other than his spit.

You kiss his lips and taste his cum on his tongue. It doesn't take long for him to get hard again.

[theroamingtrashcan]

Is anyone else worried about the next LoL show? Like I know its going to be beautiful, and probably well written, but I don't know if its even going to come close to the majesty of Arcane. Specifically, the line in the teaser they dropped (that Ik is for the next season of LoL) "Piltover was a lesson" is worrying me.

What made Arcane as good as it was, to me, was the intmacy between the characters. From the sisterhood and family Jinx and Vi shared, to the random pianist who joined the war aginst Ambessa and Viktor simply because he felt he had to, to even Marcus just having a daughter. These details, that inconnected the characters, that made them feel raw and human, gave such a weight to all the death and destruction that occured throughout the show.

But, if it was all just a "lesson", what does that mean for the future? It kinda demeans what happened in Arcane in a way that worries me. Yeah, the scope of what happened is relatively small compared to the world of Runeterra, but being small is what made it good. Zeroing in on a select few characters in one city, letting them build that intimacy that was integral to the show's story. I am worried about the next show losing that and just becoming "sexy LoL characters who partake in big magic fights with cool music in the background".

Idk, I hope everyone I've seen interpert "Piltover was a lesson" as a good thing is right. I just cannot get out of my head that it is not inherently a good direction to take the series. Bigger is not always better. However, this all hinges on that teaser being connected to the next show, which I honestly cannot see how it isn't. From literally showing Mel, to name dropping Piltover, I am almost certain that this was meant to give us a taste of what coming.

[e-the-village-cryptid]

#someone whos drank plenty of raw milk before! yall. yall do know the udders are cleaned and sanitized before milking right. like.#you guys know farmers arent just. pulling a cow out of the fields and yanking that shit without any prep. right.#like dgmw im not arguing for or against pasteurized milk. but im just looking at peoples comments. guys. farmers arent fucking stupid#the reason milk is pasteurized is so it has a longer shelf life and can be transported easier. theres not much danger in drinking raw milk#so long as its fresh. hell it has a lot of shit thats good for you thats killed by the pasteurization process#i understand people not wanting to drink it!! i completely do! theres a taste difference there! but farmers arent fucking. uneducated#random people just drinking milk thats contaminated with whatever the cows last laid in. idk. im just disappointed. via @egg-on-a-legg

yeah personally everyone I know who likes raw milk are either other farmers keeping their own cows or people who personally know them. the udders get sanitized before milking and it's all about trusting that you or someone you trust has kept things clean and that you're getting the milk very fresh. personally I'm very pro-pasteurized milk because 1. why take that chance 2. there still is a heightened risk especially if it's not fresh or things aren't cleaned properly, so on an industry scale it should absolutely be standard. but this post is just not how that correlation goes, with a dash of farmers-are-stupid sentiment on the side.

[kinsfics]

we fell in love in the middle of nowhere – steve harrington

▶︎ NOW PLAYING: middle of nowhere by frawley

⸺ summary: Hawkins, Indiana was never enough for (Y/N). She had big dreams and an even bigger future ahead of her. Everyone always said she was destined for more than the small Indiana town could ever give her. She could only hope Steve was too.

⸺ author's note: I'm gonna be editing/rewriting and posting all of my stories that were on my old account onto here since I have no inspiration to write anything new right now lol

We used to meet up at the park

We knew the shortcuts all by heart

Raced to the top of the swing set

To escape the town that we lived in

We fell in love in the middle of nowhere

“You sure took your sweet time, Harrington,” You say as soon as you see the unmistakable head of hair belonging to the one and only Steve Harrington.

“Sorry, babe. You know how long it takes to get this under control,” he says with a smirk, gesturing to his hair. He strolls over to where you’re sitting on the swing and stands in front of you. You stand up to greet him, and he takes you into his arms. Leaning in as if to kiss you, he whispers, “Race you to the top of the swing set,” before taking off.

“Cheater!” You yell, running after him. You catch up with him and watch as he stands victorious at the top of the playground. “No fair,” you pout at him. Steve laughs before reaching toward you to brush a strand of hair that had fallen into your face. He stares into your eyes as you struggle to catch your breath.

“I love you, (Y/N),” he whispers, staring into your eyes. Before you get a chance to respond, he’s leaning in and kissing you.

I always hated that small town

I couldn’t wait ‘til I got out

Couldn’t drive but I had some car keys

And you promised you would come with me

But you stayed in the middle of nowhere

You and Steve had the time of your lives that summer. But there was always the desire for something more. You had been ecstatic when the chance came for you to get out of Hawkins, Indiana.

“Your parents bought you a car?” Steve gawked, making you laugh.

“Yeah, it’s a present for graduating with straight ‘A’s,” you explained, holding up your car keys.

“You don’t even have your license,” Steve frowned, and you rolled your eyes.

“I will soon. And when I do, I’m taking this baby and getting the hell out of this town,” you said, looking longingly at your new car.

“You know I’ll follow you anywhere,” Steve had promised, punctuating it with a kiss to your cheek. But when the time came, you drove away in your new car, leaving Steve in your rear view mirror.

Tell me how we ended up miles apart

With nothing in my bag and only half a heart

I knew that it was stupid

But I just needed a change

As you stand in a new town, unfamiliar faces all around you, you can’t help but wonder how you ended up so far away from the boy you loved. Dragging your near-empty suitcase behind you, you leave the airport, leaving more than just your old clothes behind.

Now part of me is sitting in the place we met

The front seat of your car smelled like cigarettes

I guess I kinda loved it

‘Cause it’s etched inside my brain

Sitting in the cab on the way to your new apartment, you can’t help but think back to a better time. A less lonely time.

“Those things will kill you, y’know,” you say, watching as Steve takes a drag of his cigarette. He shrugs but takes it out of his mouth and flicks it out of the window.

“Better?” He asks, one eyebrow raised in question.

“Much,” you say, leaning in to kiss him. You could still taste the cigarette smoke on his tongue.

I tried to change

To be someone new

So I went to Paris to be in a city

That’s time zones away

Now I’m up ‘til two (I’m up ‘til two)

I made it all the way, but it’s no use

My heart’s in the middle of nowhere with you

Paris was the opposite of Hawkins. Filled with bustling crowds of people, unfamiliar noises, and cars racing past, you can’t help but wonder what the hell you were thinking. You had told Steve you wanted a change. You didn’t want to be the girl with big dreams who never made it out. But now, as you lie awake in bed at two in the morning, you can’t help but wonder if it would have been all that bad to stay in the middle of nowhere with him.

[lavender-butterfly-cookie]

I literally made a post on Tumblr about this idea but thought I'd actually share it here but decided to make a more special version:

The y/ns one day going into a throw down to see who is the best y/n...the superior y/n...like the embodiment of the song 'the ultimate showdown'...Or, if you want another version I think is also super fun...'the ultimate smash bros' lol...

And can imagine the cookies standing idly by in shock as they see things like streamer cookie throwing a left hook at alien y/n or entity y/n going John Cena on timid y/n...oooor the cookies, when they notice the y/n show down, start trying to stop it, loving all the y/ns and not wanting them to destroy each other lol!

Decided to write this bonus with the version where cookie are trying to stop the fight...just various scenarios that are happening all at once because of the number of y/ns lol:

Entity, in a tree about to jump from it elbow first onto timid y/n: AND THEIR NAME IS ENTITY Y/N COOKIE!

Regular, seeing entity jump right at them: OH DEAR WITCHES-

pure vanilla, quickly running up to push timid y/n out of the way and then catch entity so they don't take fall damage: BOTH OF YOU, STOP! WE LOVE YOU EQUALLY!!!

Meanwhile:

Streamer, holding a modified keyboard to work both as a keyboard and a blunt weapon in their hands: LET'S FUDGING DO THIS!

Alien, with a blunt alien weapon: COME AT ME, YOU COWARD!

Caramel arrow: OK, BREAK IT UP YOU TWO!

Meanwhile:

Timid y/n and shy y/n...really not wanting to fight but know this is a free for all and both immediately think the other is gonna kick their butt: .....

Both immediately start crying.

Cream ferret rushes up, trying to calm them both down: shh shh it's OK you don't have to fight, let's go for hot chocolate instead...doesn't that sound nicer?

They both go off with cream ferret.

Just pure chaos heh...sorry if this idea sounds stupid just with the y/n tag having so many different kinds of y/n cookies...having a creative mind and listening to these songs all combined really makes ya think XD

Let's- Lemme just list how many Y/N cookies I've made just to be sure what I'm getting into=

Ancient Y/N- virtue of patience

Beast Y/N- Shadow of wrath

Child ancient Y/N- Virtue of innocence

Child beast Y/N- Shadow of grief

Male batman Y/N

Entity Y/N

Alien Y/N- (No stories on them yet)

Robot Y/N

Streamer Y/N

Timid Y/N

Shy Y/N

Ghost Y/N

Merchant Y/N

Isekai'd Y/N

Baker Y/N

Tarzan Y/N

Child of White Lily cookie Y/N

Yeah- I'm gonna figure out how to do all of them T T oh boy-

Y/N cookie showdown!

On a random day of a random week on a random month in a random year, the Y/N cookies found themselves in a predicament. They wanted to be the best Y/N cookie. But what happens when everyone wants to be the best? They argue and fight to claim that title. And unfortunately for the cookies, these 17 cookies were no different.

Ancient Y/N cookie and Beast Y/N cookie are trying to stangle each other

Ancient Y/N: DIE, FOWL BEAST!

Beast Y/N: TASTE MY WRATH, STUPID COPY!!!!

Pure Vanilla cookie and Shadow Milk cookie are tying their hardest to pull the two apart.

The Children aren't exactly any better, even if they aren't fighting physically since Mystic Flour cookie and White Lily cookie are holding them back.

Ancient child Y/N: Crybaby!

Beast child Y/N: Goody two shoes!

Both stop talking for a moment, before crying to the adults.

Both: They were being mean to me!

Mystic Flour cookie: There there,

White Lily cookie: It's ok little one.

Male Batman Y/N: *Holding merchant Y/N in a choke hold* Admit your defeat!

Merchant Y/N: *Wheezing* Over my dead body!

Male Batman Y/N: That can be arranged!

Black Raisin cookie: *Trying to push them apart* No! Stop fighting! I love you both too much to lose any of you! Stop!

Streamer Y/N: *Hitting Alien Y/N with their keyboard* Be gone!

Alien Y/N: *Behind a shield* Like your father?!

Caramel Arrow cookie: No no- no insults! Stop fighting before any of you get hurt!

Robot Y/N: *Trying to shoot entity Y/N* STOP MOVING SO I CAN ELIMINATE YOU!!!

Entity Y/N: *Moving in all kinds of inhumane ways* MAKE ME, METAL HEAD!

Agent Jjajang cookie: No- don't taunt each other! Just behave for witches sake!!!

Baker Y/N: *The only sensible one at the moment* Guys- there isn't a best Y/N, stop fighting-

Ghost Y/N and Isekai'd Y/N: SHUT UP!

Isekai'd Y/N: I'm about to exorcise a stupid ghost!

Ghost Y/N: Not if I hit you with another truck first!

Pumpkin pie cookie: No! Stop fighting! You'll end up hurting yourselves! Please stop!

Tarzan Y/N: *Casually holding child of White Lily cookie (COWL) Y/N by their ankle* Hahahahahaha

COWL Y/N: Put me down you brute! Put me down right now!

Cherry Blossom cookie: Aye! put them down!- put- Hey! Put them down and stop fighting this instant!

Shy Y/N: *Thinking they're done for*

Timid Y/N: *Thinking it's over for them*

Both begin crying and Cream Ferret cookie rushes to them both.

Cream Ferret cookie: Hey hey, it's ok. You don't have to fight. You're safe. Come on, let's get you some ice cream and candy for the other two crying over there.

Both nod as they follow Cream Ferret cookie.

[aeimygdala]

I think the thing people aren't acknowledging about WWDITS is that yeah the main characters are all queer. And yet, the only established and long lasting main couple is M/F, regardless of how many jokes are made about them also being queer. im not saying bi/pan m/f rep isnt important, but it is relevant to note. most of the mentions of other characters being queer (besides Guillermo being gay) are basically "promiscuous bisexuality is funny and surprising" when you actually think about them seriously. I actually hated everything with lazlo's dad, ngl. looking back at the entire shitfest of season 6, it feels like everyone gives its "representation" too much credit when defending its shipbaiting. like you understand this was intentional, and it's obvious the intent was never to actually deliver on queer relationships long term, even if it gives us queer characters? like, it's cool that you have queer characters, but are you doing to deliver on what you've been implying regarding them?

we get heartwarming moment after heartwarming moment with Lazlo and Nadja. idk I don't think it's Evil but I think a lot.of us collectively gave it too much credit for how much it actually gave a shit. it's a sitcom, and it made it soo clear, and we're pissed at realizing it.

idk, but looking back, a lot of shipbaiting and jokes reslly feel kind of mean-spirited and mocking. like we know you CAN write meaningful relationships, everything with nandor and Guillermo this season was leading up to the extreme improvement in their relationship and interactions, soooo.

I think people who are pissed really deserve to be bc it really leaves a bad taste in your mouth bc you KNOW. the shipbaiting was deliberate. n we'd rather be funny here than actually deliver on queer relationships and happiness. and it's always been that way, and that isn't EVIL or anything , I guess, and it's fine, but it sucks that I gave it too much credit thinking otherwise because I want happy m/m relationship rep or something lol

feels like a slap in the face to people who just wanted something nice!!! I'm not a shipper, I don't exist in the wwdits Fandom, I'm just a queer fan that was eagerly hoping they'd actually have a payoff for all they were doing!!

[yourmamakira]

BIRTHDAY GEX..!

After Colby’s birthday party, you and him end up have had a little bit too much to drink, and things…get…𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂.

P in V, blowjob, fingering, v munching, slight breed!ng kink, Straight Smut. MINORS DNI.

note: didn’t expect y’all to actually get my post past 60 likes🧍🏾‍♀️. But I’ve only ever lied all the time, but not this time baby. THIS POST AS PROMISED!!! Also just an FYI I’ve NEVER ACTUALLY written smut b4, this is my first time, so give me any pointers to help me with writing this kinda stuff in the future please!! SO PLESE DROP A FOLLOW and A LIKE FOR MORE GEX 😈

The night was almost over, cans and bottles had littered the apartment floor. Drunk bodies were being escorted out by other drunken people.

Colby’s birthday party was a hitting success, everyone left way more drunk then they had came, and no one was complaining.

Not even the birthday boy, who sat with you on the couch as you both giggled and babbled like little children.

Sam—Who was just slightly less drunk then you two—had came over to drag the both of you to bed not wanting the back pain to hit you or either of you fall over on a can.

“Okay– hic –sleepyheads, time to go n-night night”

You two surprisingly didn’t put up a fight, Colby just grabbed your waist as you wrapped your arm around his shoulder, the two of you holding the other for stability, which was quite funny but worked none the less with getting off the couch.

You two spit drunken Goodnights to Sam who had already started heading to his room.

You two continued to giggle as you entered Colby’s room, he lazily went to pee as you began Stripping,

You were in the middle of taking off your pants, shirt already off, leaving you in just your bra,

“Woahhh” Colby laughed, “your getting nakey a-already?” He giggled as he came and plopped on the bed to watch you take of your very uncomfortable clothes,

You giggle as well, “it’s ge-getting a littlee bit to hot, hic”

It was funny how you both were talking to the other, slurred words and hiccups. Both equally as drunk, and watching you take off your clothes make you both equally as hot and bothered.

You finally took off your pants and decided to mess with your boyfriend as much as you could in your drunken state.

You smirked down at him and began crawling towards him on the bed, your cleavage showing so much you thought your boobs were going to slip out your bra

“But Colby, I never got to give you your real birthday present!” You spoke seductively and stalked closer to the dark haired male

He tilted his head to the side slightly as he smirked back, his jawline showing and you could just go crazy at the sight in front of you, “oh yeah?” He said lowly as he caught your drift.

You nodded softly as you finally reached him, straddling his waist and grabbing his face in between your hands,

“Yeah.” You said lowly while pouting, looking down deep into his eyes, drowning out all the background noise, only listening to his voice, and the sound of your thumping core.

“Well in that case…” he spoke before he grabbed your waist and flipped you both over. He hovered over you and quickly began kissing your exposed stomach, not wasting a second.

One kiss to your abs, one kiss to your side, one kiss to the other side, one kiss on your clothed clit, and you couldn’t help the whimper that escaped your lips, his mouth felt so good. You never wanted him to stop.

He continued to kiss your soaking wet lace panties until he finally pulled them down your legs, then past your feet throwing them onto the floor somewhere.

You let out a gasp and tried to close your legs but it was futile, Colby had your legs pinned down to the sides as far as they could go as he inspected every inch of you. He stared at your Glistening folds, wanting to appreciate how good his food looked, before he tasted her.

He slowly reached his mouth down and gave your clit a kiss, you moaned slightly and he looked up at your through his pretty eyelashes as he smiled into your folds.

“Colby…please…” you whimpered out. You needed more contact, you needed to feel more.

Without a warning he dove in like the last supper, he connected his mouth and began slurping you up like an animal.

“ffUCK!” You yelled out, thank god Sam was knocked out, other wise that would be embarrassing.

He moaned into your Pussy and your legs shook as his tongue went deeper.

“Ah- Colby! Fuck!” You yelled out some more, hips lifting off the bed as much as they could in his hold. You looked down to be met with his piercing blue eyes already staring up at you.

His stare alone made you want to cum.

But Before you could fully release, he unlatched his mouth and slipped 3 fingers into you.

Your moans got louder and louder as he watched your face contort with pure pleasure. The look on your face made him rock solid.

His fingers curled upwards and your hips buckled as you arched your back, your eyes loled into the back of your head as your legs shook once more, “Colby..i-im close” you stuttered out breathlessly,

He smirked down at you as his fingers went faster, he used his thumb to massage your clit and your vision became white as the knot in your stomach unraveled. “Come on baby” he spoke into your ear, making you let out another loud moan.

“F-fuck!” You stuttered out, His mouth met your pussy once more as he made sure to slurp up every drop of your sweet juices as you came hard.

He removed his fingers and licked them clean as he stared deep into your eyes, never breaking contact.

You wobbled up and spun you two around again, sitting on your knees you pushed Colby backwards so his back was to the head bored where you just layed and unbuckled his belt.

He quickly helped you take off his pants and boxers and you couldn’t help but stare at his thick cock as it oozed out pre cum. He was Huge. You don’t know how you took every time, but you did. With pleasure.

You licked your lips, flipped your hair behind your back and quickly attached your lips to his dripping tip,

He jolted up and let out a shaky breath, his head flew back as his member slowly slipped deeper into your throat. Your mouth was so warm, and your lips so soft.

You bobbed your head up and down at a normal pace as you gripped the base of his shaft, twisting your hand in a way you knew would drive him crazy.

“F-fuck. Baby.” He spewed out, not being able to catch his breath, you were ruthless.

Your pace became faster, your used one hand to grip and the other hand to hold your hair back. Your tounge did circles around his veins as your pushed your limits and his Dick hit the back of your throat. You let out a few tears as he fucked your face and let out Mons of pleasure. You took deep breaths through your nose as you bobbed your head in a smooth rhythm.

Your pace slowed down a bit as your felt his Legs buckle and then cock twitch in your mouth. Moaning into his dick made it twitch, made him moan too.

He let out more noises that were close to moans as he suddenly released, hot white Cum shot into your throat as you drank up every single tasty drop.

You detached from his member with a loud POP noise and licked your lips and the rest of the Cum that had dropped from your mouth.

He chuckled before he grabbed you by the waist and flipped you over one last time, He quickly reached up to tug off his shirt and then reached and Ripped off your bra.

“Colby!” You yelled as you let out a gasp, he rolled his eyes and smirked, “I’ll buy you a new one, baby.” He said before grabbed one of your legs and throwing it over his shoulder.

You let out a yelp at the sudden movement before letting out a loud cry when Colby entered your soaking wet pulsating Pussy.

You took deep breaths in and out as you adjusted to his size. you gave him a nod and he didn’t hold back.

He thrusted deep into your core and you let out a moan, he started off slow, one thrust,

“AH!” Two thrust, “f-fuck baby.”

Three thrust, “ngh.” Four, until he was fucking into your cat like a mad man.

He whispered low words into your ears,

“You take me so well, baby.” You nodded your head lazily as uncontrollably loud Moans slip from your lips,

He used one of his hands to grab your waist and the other grab the head bored, “su-such a pretty girl for my cock.” He said in a low whisper directly in your ear.

And you couldn’t even respond, to busy getting fucked Stupid like a rag doll. “S-should I come in you? Huh? Fill your pretty ass up with all my babies? H-huh mama?” He spoke ragged breaths as he thrusts hard into you. No mercy.

His pace never faltered, he slammed you down deeper onto him and you both let out synchronized moans, He pushed impossibly deeper, not giving you a chance to breath or run away.

He hit your G spot and your back arched as you let out another loud moan, you could feel the knot in your stomach tightening, you were so close, but you didn’t want him to stop.

“Fuck! C-Colby!” Your voice called out to him, he looked you deep in the eye,

His pace quickened when you didn’t think it could, “say it again.”

You looked up at him with glossy eyes as you grabbed his shoulder, running your nails down his arms, “Colby.” You spoke out a moan.

“S-Say it again p-princess–FUCK!” He moaned out, “Colby!” You yelped out a moan, you didn’t even know you could yell that high.

Thank god for Sam being a heavy sleeper when he drinks.

You clenched around him as all that could be heard in the room was skin to skin slapping, and the wet noises from your abused Pussy.

You both let out one more string of moans as he pushed imposingly deeper in you, before pulling out and Cumming on your stomach, with you letting out a loud fulfilling orgasm that left you closed eyes panting for your life.

Colby flopped off and then next to you as you both caught your breaths, you knew you couldn’t move so you didn’t even attempt it.

A couple of seconds went by before Colby sluggishly got up and went to the bathroom, he then returned with a wet washcloth, boxers on and one of his shirts for you.

He leaned over to the bed and whipped down your stomach, then your aching folds. He then threw the rag in the hamper before lifting you up slightly to put the shirt on you.

He got into bed, covered the two of you up and brought you as close as possible. He kissed your forehead and muttered a small “I love you.” But you were already knocked out.

Both of you fell asleep content and in eachother arms, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Yeah that was…something! If you like it, like this post, repost, interact in any way i’m happy with anything. Like I said I’ve never actually written smut before so I know it’s very cringe LMAO but it was cool to write ig. LOVE YOU ALL!!!

[just-null]

there wasn't a slice of life moment with these idiots so i took matters into my own hands... this is my modern au (kimetsu gakuen adjacent?) hence their designs.

[captions i was too lazy to add under the cut]

[novelconcepts]

feel like i have followed you for like, most of my adolescent and teenage life on this void app so i am incredibly validated by your tags on my agatha all along post, thanks for Getting It but also i feel like given that you’ve been on tumblr probably as long as i have, we’ve seen it all lmao

Your points are all valid! I hate that while watching a really interesting, well-put together episode of a show I love, I thought, god the internet will be insufferable about this for a week. That shouldn’t have been the vibe at all. Obviously certain elements of storytelling will speak more to different people, and that’s the joy of the craft, but I get so irritated watching entire pieces of art trashed because the story doesn’t 100% suit the viewer. Slight twist on the topic, but it’s how I feel when people go “season two of Yellowjackets SUCKED because my fave had a bad time” or “this adaptation is trash because it left out my personal favorite detail”. A story can go south because of bad storytelling, but there’s a difference between “bad” and “wasn’t for me”, and I wish folks would accept that nuance with a little less hostility.

[hissweetdarling]

Oh it depends! I love coffee but I'm trying to not drink it excessively, my main problem is that I usually afford only the cheap little packs of coffee which aren't as good or as healthy as the actual coffee (yes , coffee can bring some benefits to your life as my friend who's into medicine, lab says but she also says that can be an addiction)

So for example yeah a lot of people get the standard coffee which it's really bitter for me and btw unless it's from a coffee shop or whatever you don't drink the little grains of coffee down in your cup!! (Like if it's from a café they most likely won't give it to you with the grains down in the cup)

Most of the coffee gives you an energy boost or keeps you awake

Also the same/similar result you can get from certain type of tea like a blend of black tea and early gray (I love tea too hehehe)

Some physiologists on Instagram keep arguing over the effects of coffee on people with chronic anxiety so you should definitely check if you/your character have something like this or something similar that could give them different effects?

For me the "standard" coffee gives me an energy boost for like 2-4 hours but I can't stand it. I can't stand the taste , the sensation and how extremely tired I feel after these hours end. I usually drink it only if I couldn't sleep more than a few hours and I have lectures I need to attend.

I generally enjoy my coffee as sweet as possible and that doesn't mean only syrup , cream and sugar. The coffee beans need to be more flavoured or at least a better quality than the ones from a coffee machine in which you introduce a few money and drink it to keep you awake.

In my case the coffee calms my anxiety (especially if it's sweet) in other cases I guess the physiologist could be right and it could make anxious people more anxious I really don't know so it's up to you if you wanna research that, I just laugh / chuckle about them(not in a mocking way just "haha well not for everyone" ) and mind my business with my coffee because it's really comforting for me to take a break (when I can afford or give myself a treat) to go to a café, order a sweet coffee aka I literally tell the barista I know (and if I don't know the barista I just ask for their sweetest coffee and after the weird looks I tell them what else I want or just order what I think could be the sweetest from the exposed posters or whatever stuff) to give me something sweet she goes like "hot or cold?" And get my cup (for hot) or my glass(for cold) and enjoy my coffee while scrolling at stuff I enjoy or reading a few chapters of a book

That's usually one of the reasons I wouldn't do coffee dates and I really don't like hanging out at coffee with people I don't like they would ruin my calm moment lol so you can think if your character is more with "coffee on the go" or coffee made at home or enjoys coffee shops or café more and how they prefer to drink it too

It can be really fun to imagine all these details why I never thought about making a character like this too oh well it can be a start for everything hahaha

Hope it helps~ ☕💖💖💖

Writing a fic where in one part a character is drinking coffee and I'm allergic to coffee so I'm not sure if I'm doing this right at all.

I think writing someone drinking coffee is similar to the experience of drinking hot chocolate, but if you wanted information on fancy types of coffee, there are several baristas on you tube who talk about how to make different coffee drinks

[tenwhiteandalusians]

so no one was going to tell me if i got literally one episode further tenax drops that he’s the one who saved scorpus from his mom’s pimp AND that he’s intimately familiar with scorpus’ dick when he was younger. guys. guys.

[icewindandboringhorror]

boy in silly sitting positions compilation

[eikichi-supremacy]

for a guy constantly stuck as the butt of the joke (and in the unrequited love torture chamber) I think he deserves the dub of someone ANYONE confessing to liking him no matter how big the crush or how long ago idgaf it should've happened to the greatest dude ever kuwabara

[telesodalite]

I need to be weirder about the scavengers and cannibalism...

[nympippi]

Bruce Yamada post revival!

Here’s the sweet and lovable baseball player!!! He enjoys baseball, and soft jazz!

I tried to make it seem like he’s thinking of spaced out because like canon Bruce has the most memory issues post revival, he has trouble remembering numbers, dates, faces, and sometimes names. It frustrates him, so to keep his mind busy he pops rubber bands on his wrist, and he writes in a memory book!

He’s still very sweet but I think dying put a damper on his personality, he’s spacey, aloof, and calm on most days and sometimes he’s cold, bitter, and mean on worse ones. Those are the days where he can barely remember he’s alive.

I tried to keep it similar to canon with him having his memory and own sense of self being altered because like all the others I think dying left a serious impact on his mental health and psyche.

One thing didn’t change though!! He’s a major nerd for baseball and is an absolute natural at it!