#cw: nsfw-ish

[shinayashipper]

these two are the type who will play *Games* at Work, smh

[pellelavellan]

I said I would make a little post about Pelle and his relationship with his physical ailments so here we go. What better than 1 AM?

To list the things he's got going on Pelle has: asthma, hyperestrogenism, scoliosis, occasional migraines, and chronic pains in right arm and shoulder from injury in his teens.

Delving into it more Pelle's been asthmatic for as long as he can remember though he doesn't really have the language to define it. He's always said he has cobwebs in his chest. When his mother noticed he seemed to have trouble breathing sometimes, she had medicine made to help remedy the symptoms. She taught him how to make it, and he still takes it.

That being said he was frustrated with the illness as a child and especially as a teenager. He couldn't keep up with his friends, he got tired quicker from running, sometimes his lungs attacked him and it made people look at him with this worried expression he learned to dislike overtime. As an adult he still expresses a visible annoyance when his lungs fail him at inopportune times or even if he's just gone on talking too fast. Most days it's an inconvenience, and he hopes he never experiences a flare of protest in a situation where it would put him in danger....like a fight.

He doesn't mean to be so short or dismissive of anyone if they ask him if he's alright upon witnessing his struggles with breathing, but the words "I'm fine." always come out before he's even had time to acknowledge the kindness of their concern.

The scoliosis, migraines, and chronic pains are all sort of linked together. His back hurts because his spine is misaligned and his posture is not exactly fantastic and only exacerbates that. The headaches he can get that make him feel sick to his stomach and sensitive to lights he's decided must be connected to the pain in his neck and shoulders...probably also from his posture.

The injury to his arm was ironically a result of him involving himself in a battle as a teenager and winding up with his right arm fractured so badly it never really healed properly. He can use it yes, and everyday things are fine in moderation but the discomfort will catch up with him if he overdoes it.

The relationship he has to his physical afflictions is not the healthiest. He's a hard worker, known to be something of a workaholic and is constantly pushing himself to do everything and be everyone despite his body's protests. When the pain catches up with him he feels angry that he was not born with a body that wasn't small and perceived as weak or fragile to other people. He's been known to become snappy if he feels that anyone is alluding to him being weak, and evidently try to prove them wrong.

He is...not a happy person when he is forced to rest because his body cannot take any more of his persistence. He starts to speak negatively to himself, asking what's wrong with him, why can't his body just handle this or that, why must it insist on constantly failing him? In the same vein if he finds himself injured badly enough he will still start giving himself pep talks to calm himself down and tell himself he is fine, that he could be worse, that he has been worse.

It's a touchy subject the whole ordeal. One he is not very receptive to speaking on at first. For a while, admitting that he has these problems in the first place feels to him like he is admitting that weakness that people like his clan's battle master saw in him, he hates that.

He got sick of being told he couldn't fight, couldn't keep up, couldn't do this that and the third because he was small, weaker than the other boys he knew, couldn't breathe, etc. It will take time that he does come around to as Inquisitor to acknowledge that he may have more obstacles than some to overcome, but it doesn't have to mean he's agreeing with anything anyone who's ever looked down on him has said.

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His hyperestrogenism doesn't really affect him on a daily basis quite the same way his other problems do aside from his bones seeming to fracture a bit easier than others. What it does affect are things a little more personal. He struggles with erectile dysfunction and is entirely infertile. He doesn't have a sure fire confirmation that he cannot conceive, but it became pretty obvious upon any attempt to during his short lived marriage. This is also the cause of his short stature, less muscle mass than his peers, and the delay in puberty he experienced till he was nearly fifteen.

While as an adult it isn't really something that ruins his day, for a period of time he beat himself up pretty heavily for a number of these things. He is still embarrassed about the dysfunction and just hopes that any partners he has don't comment on it granted he's always preferred being on the receiving end of penetration. If he feels that he has to communicate that his lack of erection is not a reflection of his arousal, he has a hard time putting that into words especially because of the language surrounding male arousal being so identified by something his body just doesn't always want to do.

All in all. He's sensitive about it, and it is all purely his own internalized issues about himself and his self image in relation to his physical health. As he becomes closer to some as Inquisitor he becomes more open to talking about it, but there is absolutely an angry inner teenager in him that wants to kick and scream and tell everyone they're wrong.

[heavens-sin]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ closed starter for @sillygum ! : ̗̀➛

  The  skies  above  Dressrosa  darkened  as  Doflamingo's  Birdcage  descended  upon  the  island,  slicing  through  buildings  and  streets  with  ease.  Panic  swept  through  the  streets  as  civilians  scrambled  for  safety,  only  to  find  themselves  trapped  within  the  confines  of  the  deadly  cage.  As  Doflamingo  gazed  down,  he  couldn't  help  but  feel  a  surge  of  adrenaline.  Luffy,  with  his  straw  hat  and  sense  of  determination,  was  a  formidable  opponent.  The  fight  had  been  intense,  pushing  both  fighters  to  their  limits.  grin  etched  his  features  as  he  watched  how  Luffy  gritted  his  teeth,  refusing  to  give  in.  He  unleashed  a  barrage  of  punches,  each  one  fueled  by  his  determination  to  protect  his  friends  and  the  people  of  this country.  How  pathetic.  He  could  admire  the  efforts  of  the  man.  But  he  effortlessly  dodged  and  countered,  his  movements  fluid  and  precise  but  he  had  taken  quite  a  few  strikes,  kicks  and  punches  to  his  being.  If  it  wasn't  for  the  damage  given  by  law’s  ability  he  would  be  fine.  However,  Doflamingo's  smirk  never  wavered.   the  king,  with  all  his  god  risen  divinity  stood  atop  the  royal  palace ,  overlooking  the  destruction  that  gripped  the  island.  buildings  torn  to  ruble,  fires  burned  brightly  and  corpses  littered  the  ground.  As  the  battle  raged  on,  Luffy  pushed  himself  to  the  limit.  The  power  of  Gear  Fourth  was  immense,  but  it  came  at  a  cost.  Fatigue  set  in,  and  he saw  an  opportunity.  He  grinned  maliciously,  realizing  that  victory  was  within  his  grasp.  The  birdcage  ceased  its  momentum.   With  a  flick  of  his  wrist,  the blonde summoned  his  strings,  weaving  them  into  a  deadly  web  that  ensnared  Luffy.  The  man  struggled  against  the  threads,  the  mastery  over  his  Devil  Fruit  power  was  unmatched.  He  relished  the  sight  of  his  opponent's  futile  attempts  to  break  free.From  his  vantage  point,  he  watched  with  satisfaction  as  chaos  engulfed  Dressrosa.  The  people's  screams  echoed  in  his  ears,  a  symphony  of  fear  that  fueled  his  desire.   He  relished  in  the  sight  of  his  kingdom  crumbling  beneath  his  feet,  a  testament  to  his  absolute  power.

     ❝       FU  FU  FU  FU    *        his  chuckle  was  low,  his  words  laced  with  venom      ❝       You're  outmatched,  Straw  Hat.  What  happened  to  kicking  my  ass  huh?  you  seemed  so  confident   *         The  sun  hung  low  on  the  horizon,  casting  long  shadows  over  the  battle-worn  landscape.  Luffy,  battered  and  bruised,  struggled  against  the  relentless  onslaught  of  Doflamingo's  razor-sharp  threads.  his  reign  was  at  stake,  and  he  would  not  allow  a  mere  amateur  alliance  disrupt  the  delicate  balance  he  had  maintained  for  years.  A  cruel  smile  twisted  Doflamingo's  lips  as  he  tightened  his  control  over  Luffy's  movements.  The  pirate  king's  spirit  was  unyielding,  but  even  the  most  resilient  of  souls  could  be  broken.  Doflamingo  reveled  in  the  sensation  of  power  coursing  through  him  as  he  forced  Luffy  to  his  knees.

      ❝    You  and  that  annoying  brat  have  caused  some  trouble  for  me,  but  in  the  end,  you're  nothing.    *          Doflamingo  sneered.       ❝    Your  dreams  and  aspirations,  they  will  all  remain  as  just  that.   dreams.  idiotic  dreams  that   you  will  never  accomplish  .   all  a  waste  of  your  time.     *          Doflamingo's  cold  stare  met  the  resilient  stare  of  the  boy.  The  once  vibrant  determination  in  his  eyes  flickered  like  a  dying  flame.  Doflamingo  reveled  in  the  taste  of  victory,  savoring  the  moment  when  Luffy,  the  symbol  of  hope,  was  crushed  under  the  weight  of  his  strings.He  saw  the  unwavering  determination  in  Luffy's  eyes,  the  indomitable  spirit  that  had  defied  odds  and  conquered  foes.  The  citizens  of  Dressrosa  watched  in  horror  as  their  hope  waned  with  each  passing  moment.

As  Dressrosa  descended  into  a  silence  broken  only  by  the  triumphant  laughter.  

      ❝     FU  FU  FU  FU  .  .  .   I'm  going  to  enjoy  taking  you  apart,  piece  by  piece,  watching  as   you  beg  for  mercy.    *         

Doflamingo  said  his  voice  laced  with  contempt.   his  long  serpentine  tounge  slithering  out  to  wipe  the  blood  that  tainted  the  boys  cheek,  the  metal  tips  of  his  piercing  scratching  his  cheek.  he  smiled  coldly       ❝    I'll  show  you  what  happens  when  you  defy  me.  when  you  defy  your  king.     *          He  tightened  the  threads  around  the  boy  and  the  surgeon.        ❝      I  wonder  how  long  it  will  take  before  you're  begging  for  mercy,  screaming  for  release  from  the  pain  I  will  put  you  through.  *        the  blonde   purred,  his  voice  thick  with  sadistic  intent.  his  large  hand  cupping  luffy's  chin        ❝    And  after  you've  suffered  and  pleaded,  I'll  make  you  watch  as  I  do  the  same  to  that  little  brat.    *        

he  pressed  himself  unashamedly  against  luffy's  back.  The  boy  could  feel  the  man's  hot  breath  on  his  ear,  could  hear  the  sadistic  glee  in  his  voice  as  he  taunted  and  tortured  him.  Doflamingo  grinned,  a  feral  gleam  in  his  eyes.  The  boy  would  have  to  be  made  an  example  of,  a  warning  to  all  those  who  dared  defy  him.  A  cruel,  sadistic  smile  spread  across  his  face,  a  wicked  glint  in  his  eyes  as  his  mind  raced  with  thoughts  of  the  things  he  would  do.   His  hot  breath  on  his  ear,  luffy  could  practically   hear  the  sadistic  glee  in  his  voice  as  he  taunted  him.  Dbehind  his  lenses,  his  heterochromatic  hues  held   a  feral  gleam.  The  scent  of  blood  and  sweat  was  intoxicating,  the  sound  of  the  boy's  pained  gasps  music  to  his  ears.  He  tightened  his  hold  on  the  threads,  revelling  in  the  surge  of  power  he  felt  as  they  cut  into  the  boy's  skin.

Sharp  canines  brushed  against  luffy's  jugular,  threatening  to  sink  into  the  delicate  flesh.       ❝    I'm  going  to  devour  you.    *          he  hissed,  his  voice  dripping  with  venom  as  he  grinded  against  the  small  of  his  back,  expressing  how  excited  the  fighting  had  riled  up  the  king.    A  low  growl  escaped  his  throat,  and  his  lips  twisted  into  a  wicked  smirk.     his  fingers  making  certain  motions  that  caused  the  strings  to  tighten  hence  more  around  thier  bodies,   running  his  tongue  along  the  shell  of  Luffy's  ear,  his  breath  hot  and  heavy.  He  chuckled  darkly,  licking  his  lips.

     ❝    I'm  going  to  fuck  you  until  you  can't  move.     *        he  growled,  his  voice  thick  with  lust.       ❝    And  then  I'm  going  to  keep  fucking  you,  over  and  over,  until  you  break.  Until  you  can't  even  remember  your  own  name.    *        

[lxvvie]

Couples Shit with Simon Riley (Part 2):

Having a giggle/chuckle fest almost every time you are intimate. It first happened at the beginning of your relationship when you would giggle every time you two kissed. It opened the floodgates, had let that nervous energy out, and Simon was right there chuckling with you. ("Heh—aw, fuck me.")

Swearing up and down that you're gonna fuck each other's brains out but as soon as you hit the bed, you and Simon are out like a light. The last time this happened, he was supposed to go down on you, but the next thing you know, you woke up to him fast asleep with his head on your stomach.

Kissing the bridge of his crooked nose and Simon turning into putty every time. Hell, kissing any and every dent, bruise, and scar, and making your man melt.

A nice round of horizontal tango turning into a cuddle session after you comforted Simon through a charley horse. Poor baby.

Initially making the telly watch you two make sex but turns out whatever you're watching was pretty decent after all so you guys are back to watching the telly again.

Getting hot and heavy one time but you were so intrigued with the mole you discovered on Simon's inner thigh that you spent the next half-hour or so trying to find other moles on his body.

Telling Simon that you "always wanted to do this" and when you get him hot, bothered, and hard, it turns out what you always wanted to do was measure him. His disappointment was immeasurable... even if he was interested to know the number.

Twinning in some way, shape, or fashion whenever you're out together.

Talking mad shit about his snoring but let him tell it, he doesn't say shit when you take up about 80% of the bed, covers, and sleep under him.

Speaking of talking shit, having disagreements like every couple does and when you go to bed, you're angrily cuddling each other. And yes, Simon still wants your kisses in the morning, even if you two are still mad at each other. Simon doesn't give a shit, you're still gonna love on him, dammit. And him on you.

Being mad with Simon when he arrived too late to get the creepy crawler that was harassing you. Harassing you by doing what it does best: be a creepy crawler. Simon tells you you'll have to conquer your fear one day. You tell him to conquer the couch tonight lmao.

Agreeing to disagree about the superior ice cream flavor in the house. It's too bad there's not any of his favorite ice cream in the freezer. There's some of yours, though. Why? You didn't get any because it was so superior that you wouldn't "dare sully it with your hands". Cue the judgemental stare and him eating YOUR ice cream afterward. Rude.

Scaring the ever-living shit out of Simon on the rare occasions he gets to sleep in. He woke up to you sitting up in bed with his mask and paint on. Oh, and he calls bullshit. He did not nearly fall out the bed. Nor did he jump. Okay, Simon.

Chilling and drinking with Simon. Finding out he gets hot and sweaty pretty easily and off comes his clothes. Waking up hungover the next morning and you're the big spoon to a naked and equally hungover Simon. Choosing to do fuck all but sleep it off that day.

Playfully calling or referring to him as the Missus, especially in front of your co-workers. When they finally meet Simon and ask him who he is, he replies in pure deadpan Ghost fashion: "The Missus".

[static-scribblez]

Why is there so many porn bots in the will wood tag

Like.. hello ladies, I think you lot are lost; we’re not here to pound you against the kitchen floor, we’re here to pound our heads and sob against the kitchen floor

[lxvvie]

Couples Shit with Simon Riley, Lovably Pissed Grumpy Cat Editon:

cw: alcohol and alcoholic consumption

If you thought sober Simon had grumpy cat tendencies, drunk Simon is on another level of grumpy cattiness, complete with the way he'll look up and squint his eyes in catty judgment every time you cease to stop scratching his scalp. Fuck you stop for, lovie?

Simply put: Splooting and snoring. On you.

Simon getting the munchies after a night out and snacking on your favorite snacks, y'know, the ones that don't (lovingly) hold a candle to his? Simon confesses that actually yeah, you do have good taste in food and you're the reason why his taste buds aren't so shitty anymore. The food choices are just one more thing to lovingly bicker about, sweetheart.

Your big bear of a soldier being a bit more talkative than normal while pissed. It's not uncommon for you two to be laid up, staring at the ceiling, and conversing about life. One time, Simon pensively revealed that "Mum and Tommy would've liked you and Pa would've been jealous..."

Similarly, Simon confessing all these life plans he had in mind for the two of you, what he'd do after he left the military, how you two would spend the rest of your lives together, travel, and annoy the Cap'n. Maybe. More than likely. OH, and he can finally stay naked all day and sleep in with you. This being said from the bathroom where he's taking the longest piss known to man. Oh, Simon. ❤️

Hand holding. Drunk Simon really loves to hold your hand. Loves to intertwine your fingers and compare the sizes. Gushes about how soft yours feels compared to his. Always talks about how you two "fuckin' fit" and if he could, he'd hold your hand forever.

Drunk texting you like crazy. Even when he's right beside you. Simon wants you to know that he loves you and that your ass is better than any pillow he's slept on. Er, thank you, Si-bear.

Speaking of drunk texting, remember when he let the fellas know he's a missus now? Yeah, he also spoke of the wedding plans. The Cap'n would give him away, Gaz would be the best man, and Johnny would be the flower girl but because he's, y'know, Soap, he'll just spray bubbles or some shit instead of throwing petals. OH, and that he really wants a Spring wedding but whatever color they choose for said wedding, please don't pick the color purple because it's overrated and washes him out. Huh???

After Simon suggests you two adopt Soap, he comes home with a drunken Johnny in tow and introduces him like he just got him. From somewhere, you guess. Simon goes on and on about how you two have to be good "role models" for Johnny as if he isn't a grown man who had good role models growing up. The picture you snapped of them cuddled up together on the couch (that you later shared with Gaz) sleeping the alcohol off was worth it, and Simon would much rather you and Soap not talk about it. Ever. ("What we have is special, Lt.—" "That'll fuckin' DO—")

Simon telling you that, as your missus, he, too, will wear a wedding band. On his cock. Because you love his cock and you love him. OH, and because he won't lose it when he's deployed. They don't call it a cockring for nothing, lovie.

[starlene]

I redrew the Utterson/Jekyll sketch that almost broke my scanner. The new one only crashed my photoshop once, which I'm choosing to interpret as a good sign.

Unfortunately though, as often happens with these things, I like the first sketch better despite everything wrong with it. So heck it. I'll just post them both.

Based on that fic I wrote last week.

[certainty2witch]

Omg this has been my head since for forever, Imagine this 6 year old luffy having a nigntmare and decide to go the croc and dragon bedroom to ask for comfort but catchs them love making ,And calles daddy what are you doing? Croc and dragon stop and gets super embarrassed how are they gonna explain to luffy. Any hcs?👀👀👀

By the way this is no art request just ask.

Well i could try to draw something NOT nsfw about it haha it could be funny but idk

I need a suggestion from people, I should?

Oh geez this situation unfortunately can happen 😳 ehm well I think Dragon would be the one to explain everything to Luffy. Croc would just cringing too much for even talking.

Dragon would say they are you know trying a new type of power move, but he shouldn’t try that because is too young and Dragon would add that is probably a logia thing (yeah I repeat even in this post, I’m a “dragon is a wind logia” believer) so it wouldn’t be effective with him.

But Luffy probably wants to sleep with them, and they are naked 😅 so i imagine Croc turning into sand for escaping and put his clothes on, while Dragon would stay there wrapped in the blanket keep explaining things.

Then Croc, fully dressed, starts playing with Luffy so their kid wouldn’t notice Dragon dressing up too.

Poor Croc and Dragon that night they would sleep awkwardly after that… next time lock the door first 😙

[somnambulant-snowball]

[image descriptions: Chahut is at a festival. she says "hot girl summer is over". the scene changes and she's now in front of a haunted house. she continues "it's officially time for haunted whore Halloween!" / end ID]

text sources: mikaababy on tumblr]

good news and bad news! but not in that order.

[colgatebluemintygel]

Hello lovely!! How are you!!! Hope you've had an amazing week!!!!!! Could I maybe possibly ask for a little sneak peek so my day can be made!!!😇😇😇😇

THANK U ANON i did <3 hope u had a nice week too !! here is a little rough snippette sneaky peek ty for ur patience xxxxxx

Sirius twists his hips as he grinds down against him, and Remus pulls back from the kiss to moan, their lips connected by a string of saliva. Sirius bites his lip—he’s driving Remus fucking mental with the lip biting—and gently tugs the curls at the nape of Remus’s neck. Sirius's fingertips tease his sensitive scalp, and Remus thinks desperately about flipping him over and pinning him to the bed. He’d lick every inch of Sirius’s body, edge him right to the absolute precipice before fucking him hard and fast, leaving the impression of his teeth on his throat. “Please,” Sirius moans as Remus arches up against him. His lips are spit-slick. His eyes are dark and liquid. Remus has never seen a prettier sight. “I need it, need y—” Sirius’s mouth drops open in a silent moan as Remus teases his nipple through the fabric of his shirt. “I, fuck, I—please, Remus.”