#engagement shooting

[mostlyintact]

I debated with myself about it for a bit, but my heart wasn't in it. So.

To the fellow SFTH lovers, interact with the post to let me know you exist so I can give you a follow (need more of them in my dash) ❤️

Thank you!

[doctor-dt]

papyrus teaches frisk his special attacks!!!

[yrsonpurpose]

happy new year! ♡

[animatedjen]

"I will not lose you too."

[ingravinoveritas]

Another photo of Michael and David from the GO 2 photo call this week. (Source)

[kentstartt]

jamie tartt on social media / my royjamie social media au

i started making jamie social media posts and seem to have accidentally created all this lore so here it all is hehe

roy & jamie come out on ig - read on ao3

jamie just posts whatever he wants on twitter & it gives keeley a stress headache every time

some misc jamie ig posts

interview in attitude magazine one year after they came out

roy & jamie celebrate christmas

jamie and colin are interviewed about coming out for gay times magazine

roy & jamie announce their engagement on instagram - read on ao3

[sleepyyghostt]

we should call it "Going on the computer" like with that type of wording again. bring back the fun and novelty of it that i, at least, really felt when i was younger. existing in an online space is the type of thing that can kinda be whatever you want, so u gotta treat it the way that you want it to be :3

I'm going to go on the internet! [implied sense of adventure] see?

[chantalstacys]

picked up our wedding bands today 🫶🏻

[box-box-blorbos]

Congrats on their engagement announcement!

[avichor]

will be here tonight or tmrw! gonna clean up this blog a little in terms of following as there’s a number of inactives and mutuals who i haven’t really gotten any engagement from <3

[mostly-tame]

This is short notice but I wasn't expecting any snow in time for cute winter postcards this year sO in very typical adhd fashion;

Any mutuals want Torch postcards? 👀 comment or message me if so! I'll probably ship them late next week, but that depends on the timing and adhd

[knightwhoisni]

concept: unromanced eleanor as drifter's romantic advisor and wingwoman. how successful she actually is at this depends on how serious she's feeling.

[elysianstars]

So I marathoned the last season of She-Ra and the Princesses of Power today, and would have watched this years ago if I'd known about the badass canon enemies-to-lovers lesbians.

Why I actually started is because someone was complaining about Catra, in a way that made her sound cool and interesting to me. She is a glorious disaster in exactly the way I like. I'm exhibiting self-control by not reblogging 500 pieces of Catradora fanart in a row. And they have 12,000+ fics on AO3? I don't even know where to start with that. I feel like a starving peasant who's used to scavenging in half-dead fandoms, and someone's just sat me down at an overloaded banquet table and now I'm figuring out which cutlery to use. Decadence.

Have to admit, I do enjoy the Catradora / Rafalear parallel tropes too. Sunshine hero who was raised to be a warrior for the bad guys, had their mind messed up by an evil parental figure, rebelled to join the good guys and found sanctuary with a magical queen, had to unite a bunch of royals across the world, and conquers everything with the power of friendship x villain who was influenced by the same evil parental figure but found it much harder to break away, almost killed everyone on their world with their dramatic bullshit, tried to do One Good Thing without expecting any rewards, and is now throwing themselves into redemption while still being very spiky and tsundere about it?

Adora and Alear would be instant friends, while Catra and Rafal were side-eyeing each other dubiously and wondering who'd win in a fight. Nothing I like more than shaking fandoms together into weird crossover cocktails!

[2baddiesfanfics]

Make a Wish

Pairing: Nami x Robin

Tags: Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Inappropriate Use of Akuma no Mi | Devil Fruit Powers, Akuma no Mi | Devil Fruit, Engagement, Wishes, Wish Fulfillment

Summary:

After partying it up with the rest of the Straw Hats, Robin takes a moment to herself to take in what it's like to have people celebrate instead of curse her. Nami wanders out to find her, and they are both greeted by a sky full of shooting stars. What wish will the birthday girl make, and will the navigator make it come true?

Read on Ao3

The archeologist stood on the deck of the Sunny overlooking the vast sea before her. Sounds of the last remnants of the crew’s excitement from the day’s festivities were finally starting to die down, and she sighed in contentment as she watched the stars above her twinkle like candles on a birthday cake.

Just when she thought everyone had headed to their respective cabins for the evening, she heard someone slowly approaching her from behind. Thin but firm arms wrapped around her waist, and the mysterious guest lightly kissed her shoulder.

“So this is where the birthday girl went! I was beginning to think you went to bed without me.”

Robin chuckled. “No, I just needed some time to myself. Even after all these years, there are still times when I feel I don’t deserve to be celebrated.”

Pressing her forehead into the spot her lips had previously graced and tightening her hold on her, Nami quietly responded, “Of course you do. I can’t think of anyone more deserving of happiness and love.”

The archeologist remained quiet, taking in her girlfriend’s words of encouragement. Staring silently off into the distance, the two witnessed shooting stars suddenly streaking across the black canvas of night. 

Releasing her hold on Robin, the navigator grabbed the railing and leaned over. “Babe, make a wish!” She yelled excitedly.

Nami closed her eyes and waited for a beat. “I can feel you looking at me, you know. You need to do it, too!” The younger woman demanded.

Smiling contently, Robin did as she was requested and joined her girlfriend in asking the universe for her heart’s desire.

“Lucky! You got to make two wishes today. One from your cake and now these. So…wanna tell me what you wished for?”

The archeologist giggled at her curiosity. “Is it not considered bad luck to tell someone your wish?”

“I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours,” Nami teased.

Her girlfriend sighed and shook her head. “Go on then, you first.”

“It certainly wasn’t easy. You see, I’ve met this incredible, beautiful, smart, and morbidly funny woman whom I have fallen deeply in love with. And the only thing I could think to hope for was that she’d say yes to my question.”

Robin looked at her inquisitively as the navigator slid her hand into the pocket of her jeans.

“We’ve been through so many adventures together, and I’d burn this world down to find you if anything were to happen to you. You don’t have to be alone anymore - and as long as we have each other, you won’t be. I want there to be an us for eternity,” she declared as she pulled out a small box that resembled a book and slowly got down on one knee.

Tears started to pool in her eyes when the archaeologist finally realized what was happening. She’d only ever read about moments like this in storybooks. To her, it was a fictional concept that only occurred in a world that was not her own.

Opening the box, a diamond ring glistened at her in the moonlight. “Nico Robin, would you do me the honor of making my wish come true by marrying me?” 

Trying not to break down completely, her girlfriend blurted out, “Yes!”

Nami rose to her feet and slipped the ring onto the other woman’s outstretched hand. Pulling her into a hug, the two kissed passionately under the light of a million stars.

“Now that my wish has come true, it’s your turn. Tell me yours?”

“I will, but later. First, I want to spend my first birthday celebrating with my fiancée,” Robin said as she grabbed the navigator’s hand and headed toward the women’s cabin.

The archeologist pressed Nami against their closed bedroom door, her lips desperately seeking hers. When she needed a moment to breathe, she pulled away and caressed the other woman’s cheek.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too. I mean, clearly, or I wouldn’t have put that ring on your finger,” the navigator whispered back cheekily. 

Producing additional hands, Robin stripped both of them out of their clothes. Picking Nami up bridal-style, she carried her to the bed as their tongues writhed against one another.

Propping her up against the pillows that littered their bed, she used two of her hands to spread her fiancée’s legs and hold them open. The archeologist stared at her lover’s lower half and bit her bottom lip.

“Like what you see even after all this time?” The navigator teased.

“Oh, very much so. All this is mine…forever?”

“Is that even a question? Of course. But it might be nice to have a reminder of my own,” she said, pointing to her ring finger.

Robin situated herself between her lover’s legs. Resuming her kisses, she left a trail of small marks on her neck before answering her.

“I think that’s the least I can do for giving me the best gift I’ve ever received.”

Nami hummed in affirmation as two more hands appeared and began to knead her breasts. The archeologist slid her real hand between them and dipped two fingers inside her fiancée to collect her arousal. Using her powers to create another hand, this one circled a thumb against her sensitive bud.

“Ah…ah!” Nami gasped.

Slowly tracing the outside of her lover’s lips, she teased her without entering. The navigator bucked her hips in a desperate attempt to get her to slip inside.

“Not yet.”

Nami groaned in frustration as she wondered how long she’d continue taunting her. Robin’s fingers were already soaked to the knuckles just from toying with her. Oh, she’s so ready for this, she thought. Gently sliding into her, she gave her some time to adjust to the intrusion.

“Yesssssss…” the other woman sighed.

Her fingers moved in a slow thrust as the two other hands that were kneading her fiancée’s chest disappeared in a flutter of petals. As Nami’s moans grew louder, she carefully plunged at a faster rate, touching each groove and sensitive spot as if she were studying a Poneglyphs.

Never one to sit still, the navigator grabbed the back of Robin’s elbow and pushed her fingers deeper. With a few more thrusts, Nami came undone, the sound of the archeologist’s name echoing throughout the cabin.

Robin smiled at her handiwork, and just as she was about to wipe her hand clean, the other woman grabbed her wrist.

“Wait! Let me…” She brought the refined fingers that had been inside her to her mouth, carefully licking the juices from them. 

“Mmm…I definitely taste better on you…” she purred as she looked up at her through hooded eyes before kissing the rock on her ring finger.

The archeologist let out a whimper at the simple yet seductive act. Nami pulled her closer and then turned her over underneath her. “Now it’s only fair that I get a taste of you, too, birthday girl.”

“You certainly are generous today, baby…that’s not like you,” Robin joked.

“Hey! You’re my treasure, too. I just can’t get enough…” The navigator shot back before kissing her way down her fiancée’s toned belly. Robin let out a hiss at the warm feeling of the other woman’s lips on her skin. She felt Nami grin as she continued her descent, and moaned at the stops she made along the way to her destination. 

Situating herself between her thighs, the navigator kissed everywhere but where her fiancée wanted her. 

“Please, Nami…”

“Oh, I’m sorry…where did you want me? Here?” She feigned ignorance as she kissed just below her navel. 

“You know…ahh…very well where…”

The navigator’s laugh vibrated straight to her core. “Right…you mean here…” Her mouth hovered just above her entrance. “How silly of me.” 

The feeling of her tongue making contact with her clit sent her head flying back into the pillow. Her fists twisted the sheets into an absolute mess as the other woman lapped at her, alternating between torturously slow strokes and quick, jolting sucking. 

“F-fuck…Nami…love…that feels…fantastic…” she whined as she rode wave upon wave of pleasure that thrummed throughout her body. “Oh gods…going to…fuck…” She panted before she tumbled into oblivion.

The navigator pulled her close and her fiancée rested her head on her chest. Robin placed her hand over Nami’s as she watched in awe as her engagement ring sparkled. 

“So...about those wishes you still need to tell me about…” she probed. 

“Well, my first wish seems to have already come true.”

“Oh, really? Enlighten me.”

“It was to be your wife.” 

Nami felt her heart swell with happiness at her response and kissed the top of her head. 

“That’s still not going to distract me from wanting to hear your second wish.”

Robin chuckled. “The second was to one day celebrate my birthday with a little us one day.”

“A little us?”

The archeologist turned to her side, grabbed Nami’s hands, and looked deep into her eyes. “Can’t you just picture it? A little girl with orange hair and blue eyes who’s fascinated with maps and history?” 

The other woman was caught deep in thought. Who wouldn’t want to have a child with the most gorgeous woman in the world? She grinned back at her. “Well then, I guess we’ll have to work to make that wish come true next. But…let’s focus on the wedding part first.”

[kingofdandelions]

"Friends don't look at each other like that-" I look at my friends like it's our wedding. I look at my friends as if we're starcrossed lovers. I look at my friend like we share the same soul. I look at my friends like they're my husband that I've been waiting for for 20 years and turned down every suitor for. I look t my friends in ways that would make a romance appaled 7 year old turn away from the TV. I look at my friends and know that they love me too. I look at my friends like Eros himself shot me that second. I look at my friends as if we fell down to hell and fought our way up together. I look at my friends like I turned down heaven to rot in hell with them. I look at my friends across the room and sigh because I'm so lucky to be alive around them. I look at my friends like they're what's keeping me alive and making life worth living. I look at my friends like we just confessed our love for each other. I look at friends as if I know that we knew each other in a past life. I look at my friends as if they're my wife that I've been away from them in 20 years and just got back to from a traumatising journey. I look at my friends like they mean the world to me because they do. I look at my friends like I could go on for days and hours and years about how much I love them.

[cecoeur]

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