#doesnt go unnoticed

[amazinglyashy]

the emotional seeing parents and kids post... very beautifully written. I hope all of us from broken and toxic families can experience what you wrote one day 🩷

I have a distinct core memory of standing in my bf's dad's kitchen with his mom after him and his dad had just gotten back from a 2 week Japan vacation, and his mom had helped me out with an art event I was selling at. It felt more like a family, scrolling through their photos and eating Japanese candy his dad had bought me than my own ever had. My mom has never once been to one of my events even just to see me to this day, after ive been at it for nearly 2 years and selling even closeby to where she lives before i moved out. And I ran for my life away from my dad with the rest of my family when I was 21, after he had isolated us my entire life to the point we couldn't go to school or outside without him chaperoning us. I wasn't even allowed friends.

I try my best to write from my heart, what I need or what I needed during a situation. And if I don't have the experience, I try to relate something to it while doing research.

I think it's also important to note just how many notes some of my more intense posts get-- none of us are alone. We've all been there, to varying degrees. Sure, most people probably can't relate to being Rapunzel in a house for 21 years, but they do understand why I get anxiety whenever a parent or authority figure talks to me or texts me. And if anyone ever wants to talk, I hope they know both my dms and ask box are open. I'm not a therapist, nor am I solely a vent corner. But I am a friend.

We got this.

[regrator-the-ninth]

Great Ace Attorney Chronicles, case 2-5, summarized.

[underratedgrapeju1ce]

ive been thinking about this again. like how much research and thought went into this game. i rly need to make this video essay

[willowser]

im always thinking abt that first night being couple with bakugo, when u finally get to/have to shaare a bed together............ is it awkward? is it sweet? what happens when you're both awake in the middle of the night... do you ask each other questions to get to know each other better? and do you wake the next day cuddling???

oooooh, let's think !! i feel like you're in the bathroom, brushing your teeth and changing into your pj's and, while you're excited he picked you, you're probably so nervous LOL bc he's so handsome !! and intimidating !! and so different than denki !!! you're used to snuggling up with him and sleeping well, so it's a bit awkward when you crawl into the bed and bakugou's back is facing you LOL

you face him and bring the blanket up to your neck and your cheeks and just sigh, and then when the lights shut off, bakugou is just staring into the darkness of the room with his heart beating out of his chest 🥺 bc this is so hard for him !!! 🥺 but eventually he can tell sero and mina are in the bed next to his, sucking face, and so he has to turn around bc he can't stand it — and then he's nearly nose to nose with you !!

and in such close proximity, he can make out the details of your face, your nose, the wide whiteness of your eyes, and he wonders if you can feel the heat from his face.

"hi," you whisper, and he can see the curve of your smile like this, can taste the sweetness to it. "sorry if i end up touching you all night."

he frowns and hopes you can't see it, insecurities swirling in his throat. already, you've caught onto how prickly he is and he's gonna have to really try to keep you, open himself right up in front of everyone—

"i take it you're not much of a cuddler."

bakugou shrugs, feels you shift because of it. "do what you want, i don't care."

you're quiet for long enough that he starts to think about sleeping outside, because he's an idiot, but then you say, "okay," and turn your back to him — and he's ruined it, he thinks, already.

but then he can feel you inching towards him, pressing your back up to his chest, your hair right in front of his nose, the sweet smell of your shampoo flipping his stomach.

you speak over your shoulder, cheek brushing his chin. "i'm really glad you picked me."

for a moment, he forgets that he's sealed away from the world, on live television, and only thinks about your warmth, your possibility and potential, and then he gingerly wraps his arm over your waist. "me too."

(i think in the morning, you've both shifted in your sleep; you having rolled on your stomach, leg kicked out to your left, cheek sunk into your pillows — but bakugou is still facing your sprawled form, arm still around your waist, the tips of his fingers tucked under the shirt that's ridden up your stomach. it's not much, but — it's the start of something.)

[chiosblog]

For god sake Face can we know exactly what are you doing with that thing?

The A-Team 3x17 'Skins'

[beeapocalypse]

court of the wayward prince

[myrfing]

gourd would still in a heartbeat trade his entire position within sidurgu and rielle’s memories if fray could live with them again. he still feels like an interloper and has honestly yet to explain the full extent of his obsession with fray to sidurgu and most likely never will because (and this is insane Sory) siburbu pretty much only gets bits and pieces of it when they have sex. sidurgu is aware of the ineffable distance this creates and doesn’t understand gourd enough to really want to broach it.

rielle would push it but she finds a lot of things inexplicable about gourd’s kindness towards her that it has made it difficult for her to approach it too. he had quietly explained to her how everything happened while he did her hair the way fray did once and she found herself unable to really say anything about it other than like Oh. … & it’s not like gourd thinks badly of her for it and this did happen before she fully really regained her voice but she still thinks of it every time and is like well Idont know . she thinks the way sid goes about it is #cringe but is also kind of the same in the end. & knows

[fandaniel]

HEY!!! oh my god.

[fairyhaos]

once i stop coming back to literally fifty notes in in three hours from that one cheol timestamp i will be able to post the OTHER cheol timestamp just sitting in my drafts

[divinebastet]

arc has this lovely put-together sparkly fancy outfit and then this is his alternate

also he started off with a third of the amount of starting gold as his party members. so i guess it makes sense

point is though the man doesn’t know how to dress and he gets his fashion chops from his grandfather.

[aidenwaites]

People who draw Alistair with pointy elven ears are so so correct

[koskela-knights]

Wish twitter would acknowledge there’s not just one ilmo koskela fan out there but oh well what can u do about it?

Smth tells me that if i had made an account on there earlier, i would still not be part of the Main Gang 🥴

Sorry not sorry but even Remedy seems to favour some artists over others. I see it in who they retweet and who they share on their stories on Insta and who they dont. It’s often the same people who get shared with every now and then an outlier

[yumenosakiacademy]

fun fact. i made a big video edit like a month ago but bc i couldnt decided on what 4mat 2 post it 2 tumblr as (youtube vid embedded or jus as an mp4 posted 2 tumblr), i ended up never posting it. im proud of the vid but bc of my indecision it got no traction n i still cant decide ;w;

[rainbowgothdisaster]

ive never been angry about someone stealing from a corporatation but when the dm hates me and im the one that does the deposit most days i really dont fucking appreciate it.

[gibbearish]

Congrats on sending that application!

THANK UUUUUU

[carbonfiction]

Line to cross

Summary: When DBF!oldman!Logan catches you in a compromising position.. You should probably tell him to stop, should hold the fabric tigher in your fingers, be less calm, put up more of a fight.. He's your dads friend, a taboo line you really shouldnt want to cross..

Warnings?: 18+themes, basically PWP, smut, female masturbation, caught masturbating, mentions of dildos, swearing, nipple play, f!reciving oral, slightly forced orgasm? Tiny bit of overstim? Lotta Praise, nicknames (princess and babydoll mostly) , just oldman!Logan's mouth being a warning of its own really..

Gotta admit i wrote this with nothing more than horny brain. Old man logan just.. Hits the spot yk.. Pun not fully intented..

Masterlist words: just under 2.5k

"Now.. What do we have here?" Logan rumbles as he stands heavy against your doorway, arms crossed with a smirk tugging at his lips.

You shriek and scramble, like ice water has been pushed through your veins, rushing to cover yourself from his gaze. Practically naked and beyond mortified as you stutter biwildered whilst trying to tug your top back over your breasts. “w-what the fuck are you doing?! How long have you been stood there?”

“..what am I doing? I think I should be the one asking you that, princess.”

He ignores the second part of your question and you feel yourself try to shrink to no avail, so you repete; voice breathlessly unsteady and not quite sure if you truly want the answer. “How fucking long Logan..”

there’s bite to your tone but not in the way you’d like, it comes out less aggressive and more meek; unsure and utterly mortified

“long enough” Logan simply shrugs, notchulantly stepping forward into the expanse of your room, clicking the door shut behind him. “wasn’t exactly planning on dropping in, figured you were out.. but then I heard you from downstairs, called my name sounded desperate.. so I assumed something was wrong..” he trails off with a motion of his hands.

Shame swirls In your gut that you hadn’t only been thinking of him, but had fucking moaned out his name..and done so loud enough that (even without his hightend senses) he’d heard you.

“looks like i was the one wrong. Hadn't expected to come up here and see daddies little angel fuckin herself stupid on some plastic cock.”

“W-wasn’t, Logan i-“ it’s a futile defense, pointless really considering what you think he’s seen of you.

“You weren’t what hm? Weren't whimpering my name? Weren't splitting that pretty pussy open to the though of me, trying to make yourself feel good?" Logans hand laces with yours, as he bares down on the matress to sit, a calloused thumb ghosting over your knuckles in an attempt at comfort despite the mockery of his tone. "S’okay princess, don’t have to hide it”

heat spreads from the tips of your ears down your neck, darkening the already hot flush of your cheeks. “Logan I- I swear I didn’t mean-“

“Didnt mean what? To fuck yourself stupid or for me to catch you? Cause babydoll it looks like you failed at both”

A sound bubbles from your throat at that. shame, embarrassment, horror, arousal.. All knotting together in a potent mix deep in your stomach.

Your legs subconsciously close tighter under the thin sheet, a move that doesn't go unnoticed under logans perception.

its also a move that further jostles the dildo still tucked inside you, the blunt head prodding against a spot that has your eyes rolling before you can stop them.

You whimper a panicked little sound at the humiliation; at the lack of friction, the pleasure still festering in your gut. The words that fall so mockingly from logans lips.

He doesnt need his senses to feel the shameful arousal that radiates from your haistily hidden body and it has him huffing in amusement; whilst you scold yourself further for not removing the toy in your panic.

"Cmon, open up.. let me help" he murmurs, his large free hand grasping and pulling at the blanket covering you. It slips down further, covering only your waist- You should probably tell him to stop, should hold the fabric tigher in your fingers, be less calm, put up more of a fight.. He's your dads friend, a taboo line you really shouldnt want to cross..

And yet, you do. You want- need- to cross it with carelessness; with arousal burning your skin inside out.

You let him slip the fabric down past your hips. Past your clenched thighs, your knees, ankles. Until it sits in a discarded heap at the end of your bed.

Its the cool air of the room paired with the feeling of his calloused palm snaking its way back up your left leg that rouses you. "B-but logan, my dad is-"

"-Is gone. work called." he interups, his fingers kneading at the soft skin of your outer thigh. "Trust me s’okay.. S' just us. Me 'n you babydoll."

And with that said, a small reassured nod shaking your frame, his large hands pry your legs appart. Your body shuffles with his following, right leg coming to sit over the broad expance of his shirt clad shoulder, the bed creaking under the weight.

A scratchy kiss is planted just above each of your knees, logans beard rubbing as he shifts with you, coming to rest between your thighs.

The sounds of your heavy breath is the only thing filling the room until logan groans, deep and loud at the sight of your bare pussy still stuffed full of the the toy. "Fuckin lookatcha, already drooling.. such a needy little thing”

You keen at the feeling of his heavy hands touching your body, one sitting heavy on your lower stomach and the other resting against the base of the toy, careful not to move it just yet. You can tell by the way hes looking at you he's taking in the sight of your slick stuffed cunt.

"Want ya to show me what feels good, how you like to be touched.. show me what you were doin before i caught you" his words are quiet, mumbled against your thigh, yet demanding as his eyes find yours for that extra confirmation.

Your head moves in a nod but he tuts disapproving at the action. "Words princess, need ya to use em okay?"

"Y-yeah.. okay"

Wordlessly your hands drift back to your top, slipping it back to rest just below your collar bones, nipples perky and sensitive. It draws an exhale from your body as one hand comes up to your mouth, spit covering two fingers as you suck at them.

Once sufficiently wet they slip back against your left nipple, slick and shiney as you circle teasingly at the bud while your free hand gropes at the flesh on the other side, before moving to mirror the movements on the right. this time palm fondling against the swell of the left.

Your eyes fall closed at the sensations, quiet sounds falling from your lips; steady yet shy. Logan simply watches on, silent and enamored with every move you make.

Then your hand drifts once more, down your tummy and over the hand of his resting there, your touch soft and warm.

Theres a breathy sigh as you wrap your fingers around his on the base of the dildo as you push and pull back and forth. Alternating between the feeling of the silicon balls deep and the tip sitting bearly inside until it slips out with a thoroughly wet pop.

It's this time however logan cant muffle his groans at the sight; of you dragging his hand with the toy cock up and down your dripping slit. It further hardens his own cock sitting behind the denim of his jeans.

Logan lets go under your grip, using it to push your legs open wider as you slide the toy back inside; maintaining a steady pace. palm hitting your swolen clit with the force of your own thrusts. It feels good, fucking yourself like this with his eyes hungrily on you. It has you whining and keening, small uh uh uhs the longer you play but its not enough, not really.

Not when logan is laying between your legs with the knowledge of how to really get you off.

"L-logan, please.. Cant.. Doesnt feel as good myself" you huff and whine sounding akin to a petulant child not getting what she wants.. But in a cruel way you find thats true; while you aren't anywhere near a child anymore, you aren't getting what you really want.

The heavy hand that rests on your tummy moves down, until Logan's thumb presses on the hood of your clit. He tugs the swollen flesh back carefully and then smirks. He spits and you gasp. Yet he makes no moves, just watches it dribble down.

It has the need burning inside of you igniting further and under his touch you find any past embarrassment dissipating.

So you plead again, feeble and quiet, almost defeated. "P-please do something.. Need you to do it." you beg for the smallest movements, for anything he's willing to give.

And to your surprise... He does just that. He gives. The hand that opened your legs moving to shove away the fingers that wrap around the end of the silicon. Its done with an indignant shush when you whine; the dildo once again moving back and forth against your gummy walls. "Shh shh, s'okay I'll do it, you wanna fuck a plastic cock you've gotta at least do it properly princess”

The room fills with wet plap, plap, plaps, as logan keeps his quickened pace. Thrusting the toy steady as his eyes watch each motion hungrily.

"F-feels good.." you mumble squeezing at the meat of your tits, a hand coming down your stomach until it wraps tight around his thick forearm. Your nails dig in and he grunts at the sting of the crescent shapes denting his marred skin, but his movements never faulter.

Your eyes flutter and roll once more at a full thrust. The blunted bulbous tip prodding experimentally at that one spot again; slick and sticky silicone balls pressed flush against your ass as your hips try to buck for friction.

“ooh, there. we. go." logan huffs against your trembling thigh atop his shoulder, punctuating his words with three rougher thrusts. plunging the silicone dildo so deep you swear you feel it in your belly. "that’s the spot huh baby”

"M-mhm.. Close" You mumble through quiet moans. nodding quickly, lip bitten beneath your teeth as the pleasure builds faster and faster. Theres a tremble in your legs that grows the longer your body keens; back arching and hips writhing.

A condecenting chuckle slips from logan, dark and deep as he somehow manages to plunge the dildo faster and harder inside you.

The force makes your body jolt up the bed and you dont know if your scrambling towards or away from whats happening between your thighs. But you do find yourself greatful as your head hits the soft pillows; It happens the very same moment logans thumb finally, finally begins circling the pulsing bud of your clit.

Mindlessly you cry out, fingers pressing harder into your breast and logans forearm. "S-so close.. pleasepleaseplease"

His thumb moves faster, the rough pad slick and wet as you throb beneath his touch. Your body writhes as you moan out obscenities, the pleasure filled coil in your belly twisting tighter with every second that passes.

"Need you to do it babydoll, need to see you make a mess f'me." he growls, commanding.

Moments later you do just that. You cum with a such a visceral sob of his name that it wracks the entirety of your body; head thrown to the pillows and back arched so high it almost looks painful. White hot pleasure running through your veins as your stomach muscles heave.

Yet logan doesnt stop, doesnt let up his movements with his thumb or the now soaking toy cock, thrusting it with loud lewd noises of your cunt as it coats creamy with your release.

He simply coos out concoctions of praise; versions of 'that's it, Atta girl' and 'look so pretty when you cum' with his head pressed against your trembling thigh. Eyes dark and watching the way your slickend holes greadily clench.

He's hard, painfully so, but he knows this is a sight that he'll dream about later; his own slick cock in hand in the confines of his bedroom.

Overstimulation quickly threads its way into what was once overwhelming pleasure, turning the shocks into sparks. You writhe and moan under his hands, begging desperately as your hips buck frantic. "L-logan.. Im done- f-fuck s' too much, too much!"

"Ah ah" he tuts. "Your done when i say your done, need'a see you gush one more time" your eyes roll at that, the stimulation and the way his chapped lips press the words into your pubic bone.

Your eyes screw shut, brows furrowed as you struggle though the pain that with each movement winds your belly tighter. By now tears stream down your cheeks, hands grasping tight to anywhere you can reach of him; To push him away or pull him closer you still dont know.

The rubbing of his thumb on your pulsing clit ceases monetarily at the broken sounds you make and for a second you think hes letting up, going easy on you.

However the feeling of his hot mouth wrapping around the sensitive bud changes your mind. You squeal, loud and panicked, eyes flying open as your legs desperately try to shut around his head.

"N-nno no no" desperate hiccuped sobs falling from you as he laps and sucks, dildo still pushing into you, drawing you to the very edge of the burning pleasure pain in your gut.

"Do it princess, fuckin do it. Know you wanna" he mumbles wetly into your weeping pussy, tongue flicking in quick back and forths.

Your hips thump at his nose, coating the greying in his beard as you cum again. It's filled with a pain that drives the feeling of orgasm higher. your scream is silent, mouth opening and closing in wordless 'o' motions, brain so clouded your words fail.

The motions of the his mouth and the dildo slow until Logan's pulling off you. The sensitivity drawing a whine from your throat, while the the creamy coated sight of the silicone makes him groan loudly as he throw it somewhere on the bed.

For a while you lie there completely boneless, panting as your legs continue to tremble with the aftershocks, logan still resting between your thighs cooing softly. Hardly noticing the way he shuffles his way up your body until his spit soaked lips find your forehead.

"Good girl.. My good girl, Did so good f'me babydoll" he murmers softly against your skin between kisses, a contrast to his previous domineering tone.

You feel him gather your frame into him, the buttons of his shirt pressing into your skin as he lifts you from the bed bridal style. You smile up at him gently, meeting his gaze as your lashes flutter sleepily. His scent comforting as you wrap your arms around his neck, snuggling your head deeper into his chest; trying to burrow your own space inside.

His quiet chuckle is felt before you hear it, rumbing deep from his lungs as he pulls you tigher to him; heading for the bathroom. "Cute babydoll.. Real cute"

you whine at that, an exhausted but happy little sound as he leans his head down to kiss your hair before mumbling "lets getcha cleaned up hm? Ill take care of the sheets"

Eee- this has gotta be one of my favorite pieces I've ever written!! Lemme know whatchu think!! 🫶