#feel free to ask for clarifications btw!!

[campbyler]

hey guys, my squad and i were discussing theories and we realized you mentioned when mike came out but you didn't say anything about will. can you tell us when did he come out in the timeline? we love the fic!

glad you guys are enjoying so far!! :D

you’re right, we haven’t talked about it yet!! will came out to joyce and jonathan (and steve by association) in the fall of 2017, and then to max in the first half of 2018 (before camp). by the end of summer 2018, he had come out to the rest of the party as well!! 💛

[sinfulhares]

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[how-to-cast-your-mana-comics]

On today's informational on the cast of How to Cast Your Mana, I'll discuss Wilderin's mentor.

Upon arriving in town, wilderin was rather swiftly taken in by an Archmage by the name of Bane Arcan. Despite the name Bane is a rather kind older gentleman who's just as eager to help wilderin as he is to study him like a bug under a microscope, of course as much as wilderin will allow he takes care as to not overstep personal boundaries.

You may be puzzled though as to what an Archmage is in this world and simply put it's a title given to mages that signify that they're well experienced in this world's magicks and is able to perform spellcasting with expertise. Most Archmages go on to work alongside nobles, lords and even monarchs in the world's various kingdoms. Though those days are behind Bane as he's come to enjoy a more simpler life in the settings countryside town, where he can pursue his own interests, at his leisure.

Bane also has quite the large family mainly in having 11 younger siblings, and he's since estranged himself from his parents. Bane also has an adoring wife and 3 kids, twin daughters and an adopted son. He cares very deeply about his family and would move mountains and even kill to protect them.

But for now he's just wilderin's mentor, wilderin works under him as an assistant and most usually is out and about doing tasks for Bane which he is paid for at the end of the day. However this leads to some shenaniganry as most things do around wilderin and his magical curse.

[chaosintheavenue]

A non-chronological random explanation of what Trin was up to when various photos of her were taken. Hopefully this’ll help me order my thoughts on a writing idea I have (in which she talks various friends and family through her time in Appalachia with the help of her many photos), but it could also serve as an introduction to some of her story...

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She knew about the Brotherhood’s presence in the area and the location of Fort Atlas before she arrived in WV the first time, but she stayed clear for a long time. She first went there intentionally when she happened to get chased in that direction by a scorchbeast and suddenly remembered that assistance and massive firepower were close at hand.

-

Point Pleasant is close to where she first arrived in West Virginia! She didn’t have a camera with her then, so she came back later for this photo.

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She first discovered Fort Defiance by complete accident whilst scorchily wandering around the outskirts of the Cranberry Bog.

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Here she’s watching a nuke detonate over what we both now know is Monongah Mine. In her canon, this is the first nuclear blast she’d ever witnessed, and she’s understandably horrified at the sheer power that seemingly everyone with a vault suit has access to. Aside: How she canonly managed to take this photo with a physical camera is a mystery to me- unless Rose got tired of trying to break her out of her apparent trance and popped her robot arm out through the broken window to snap a photo of her staring aimlessly ahead to try to startle her?

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This one was taken to document what was happening to her face early in the process of her scorch-ification.

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She found a marker on her Pip-Boy (left by its previous owner, ‘Dion’) for a ‘place of honour’, and knowing what she’d most likely find there, was oddly excited to follow in his footsteps and visit the place. When she did finally arrive, she found the site occupied by Super Mutants and Scorched, and Juliet was kicking off loudly over Trin attempting to lead her any closer to the spikes, so in the end poor Trin simply snapped this one photo and got out of there ASAP.

-

First arrival in Watoga, and her first time venturing so deep into the Cranberry Bog. She was scorched out of her gourd here, and now can’t fully recall this period of time. ‘Nuff said.

-

This and the next photo are set years before she came to WV (she’s probably 16-18 here), and I imagine they’re the first ‘tourist’ photos of her lol. This one was taken by her travelling companion, R, to prove to her family and friends that yes, she did in fact encounter and kill a Cazador.

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A true tourist snap. She didn’t even go into the Strip itself lol, just stood at the gate for a photo to show her parents then went back through Freeside.

[school-of-sharks]

originally was going to be part of a reblog but i ranted more than i thought so this is its own post now

i have observed my headmates relationships with other people a lot and i have some thoughts on things. this is mostly talking about communication and me rambling about shit

we WANT to know things that are bothering our friends. did it happen 30 minutes ago? 10 years ago? is it something directly related to us? is it something that literally could not have less to do with us? is it something you consider small and stupid? is it something super fucking intense? it doesnt matter. we're willing to listen to our friends and support them in any way that we can, no matter what they are going through. do give a heads up if you want to talk about something potentially triggering and make sure that the person is in a good enough mental state to listen. as the conversation goes on, we will say if something is too much or if we want to take a break from the conversation. that is, assuming we are talking to someone we trust enough to have more open communication with (coughtheratscough). it is also very important to say HOW we can help. this includes if you just want someone to listen to you, if you want advice, comfort, anything.

one issue we are trying to fight is hesitating to respond to the person talking about whatever issue it is. we do very much recognize that we are not required to give thoughts or advice or comfort and that it may not even be wanted. but for the times it is wanted it is difficult to come up with words and phasing. it does very much have to do with past relationships with other people just straight up ignoring us trying to help or support them. we do genuinely try our best.

talking about our own problems is complicated. sometimes we will literally just say shit without thinking and then afterwards realize "ah wait fuck was that acceptable? i have no idea" and then other times not say anything at all because we have no idea its relevance or importance. its super difficult for some of us to say things that are bothering us without being directly asked about it, which is mostly an ocd thing and something we are actively trying to fight.

being very direct is very important when it comes to us. we are NOT going to realize shit unless it is explicitly told to us. going with that, we are trying to be more direct about things (without sounding like a jackass). we dont want to let things linger and build up, even the small things since those can lead to bigger worse things which are harder to deal with. we want to have good, direct communication and we are desperately trying to figure that shit out since we have not had good communication with literally fucking anyone ever.

we want nothing more than to be a safe, healthy place to turn to when we're needed

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

One of your "It's a Match" chapters gave me an idea. LOVE that series btw!

What if Gaz is a virgin so Simon let's him lose his virginity with his gf? Simon is there to guide Gaz and make sure he does it right so you get as much pleasure out of it as needed. Then you give Gaz the ride of his life while Simon controls when and where he gets to cum. The poor man whimpering beneath you from the edging and denial until he finally gets permission to cum.

Sub!Gaz x Dom!Simon x Switch!Reader

(Feel free to ignore this as well.)

Took some creative liberties with the prompt and made Switch!Reader a mean/brat tamer domme even if Gaz isn’t necessarily a brat (just felt more practical for me to do it). Sue me.

Sharing is caring. || Gaz x F!Reader x Ghost

Rating: E Words: 4.7K (this one got away from me sorry) Pairing: virgin!Gaz x gf!Reader x bf!Simon CW: smut, voyeurism, hotwifing, domination/submission, oral sex (m! and f! receiving), unprotected piv, fairly rough/forceful sex (BUT CONSENSUAL), praise, slight verbal degradation?, body mods (piercings). other tags: pre-established couple, loss of virginity, pre-agreed upon conditions, consent checks, no beta we die like soap. a/n: no thoughts, just vibes. NOT PROOFREAD

Simon first brought it up one sleepy Sunday evening, when you two were lying side by side in bed, his arms snaked around you as you read an e-book, his eyes glued to the TV on an episode of some crime show.

“You know,” He had said, Roman nose rubbing the top of your head affectionately. “I’d like to run something by you.”

“Hm?” You cooed as you rolled your head back on his chest to look up at him.

“So Kyle has this problem,” Simon began to explain as he looked down at you, brown eyes peering through his blonde lashes.

That got your senses tingling and you immediately set aside the tablet to dedicate your attention to the topic at hand, turning your body to properly face him, your arm coming to rest on his shoulder.

“What kind of problem?” You questioned, an eyebrow raising in intrigue.

Simon’s eyebrows twitched lightly, a tell-tale sign he was about to bring up something ‘embarrassing’, some good gossip. “Go on!” You immediately insisted, catching the little microexpressions on his face.

“He’s a virgin.” Simon revealed, causing you to gasp, pulling your head back and shaking it in confusion.

“NO?!” You said in shock. “With that pretty face of his?” You blinked.

“I know.” Simon says and then cocks a brow upward. “So what do you say?”

You didn’t need clarification, you simply smirked and shot him a look.

-

That’s how you ended up here.

Simon made all the arrangements, established rules with Kyle, and finally brought him over the that following Friday.

“You sure about this, sir?” Kyle asks, ever respectfully, sat on your living room couch, with you by his side, Simon sitting across from you on the arm chair by the chandelier.

“As sure as anyt’in’.” Your boyfriend replies and casts a glance at you. “You sure, da’lin’?”

“100% sure.” You answer, before glancing at Kyle. “Are you sure about it?”

“I… I am. But… It’s… It’s your relationship, I don’t want to cause an issue.” Kyle tells you, looking at you sheepishly, dark lashes fluttering anxiously over those stunning brown eyes of his.

“It’s not our first time doing this, I’m sure Simon’s told you all about it.” You reply in a reassuring tone.

“I know but…” Kyle says as he looks at you, your hand on his knee, finger drawing light circles on the denim of his pants.

“We’ll start off slow, at your pace. If ever there’s anything you don’t like, we’ll stop.” You assure him. “Simon’s here for that, after all… Not just for my sake, but yours too.” You add.

Kyle nods and gulps down a deep breath, casting one last glance at the form of his lieutenant, sat imposingly on the arm chair, legs spread open, lounging without a car in the world. One of his legs is bent near the seat, the other stretched across, foot resting on the edge of the coffee table, and arms resting comfortably on the rests, one of his hands holding a tumbler of Bourbon. His head is cocked to the side with interest.

The young sergeant nods again and slowly leans toward you. One of his hand tentatively wraps around your hip, fingers grazing the expanse of your ass in the shorts you’re wearing, while the other grabs you around the back of the neck, his lips connecting to yours.

Your warm, wet tongue swirling with his, soft breaths and gasps coming from your mouth as you let him take the lead for a moment... it’s all making his confidence grow. Sure, he’ll need guidance eventually, but for now he’s got this.

His hand slides to cup your ass, grabbing it with a greedy grasp, squeezing his fingers into the thickness, the other sinking into your hair, fingers gently clutching your scalp as they tug into the hairs.

He’s kissed plenty of people before, this isn’t new for him, and yet, it still feels completely different, in the way you’re not ‘his’ to kiss. But, somehow, that makes it all the better.

Slowly, your lips separate and you glance up at him a single look to check on his state and he nods imperceptibly, which causes your hands to slide down his chest and begin feeling him up.

His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you atop of him, hands sliding under the fabric of your top to feel up your back as your own find the hem of his t-shirt and tug it up to expose his chest.

Your fingers trace his pecs, his abs, nails softly drawing down atop him, making him shiver. He’s younger than Simon, his skin infinitely smoother, his body fat percentage definitely lower, not a trace of hair on him. It’s so different from your boyfriend… And you welcome the change.

You help him take off his t-shirt, throwing it haphazardly to the side and then lower your mouth onto his jaw, neck, shoulders, collarbones… You’ve barely started and the poor kid looks like he’s already seeing the universe and all its stars, his cock having sprung to attention so quickly that the bulge in his pants keeps rubbing against your inner thigh.

Slowly, you slip down from atop of him, your hands sliding down his body as you kneel before him on the floor, hands tracing over his thighs in the jeans he’s wearing, fingers squeezing his strong muscles through the fabric.

“You’ve never gotten a bj before, have you?” You ask him, eyebrows cocked and eyes locked onto his face. He shakes his head immediately, muttering something about ‘getting a handy’ back in secondary but that was the extent of it.

“Poor thing.” You coo at him. “Never got to feel a pretty mouth wrapped around that cock, hm?” Yo teased him playfully, watching how his eyes widened, eyebrows scrunching pitifully, as you undid his belt and tugged down his jeans.

“You’re in good hands, Garrick. She’ll take good care of you. Has a very talented throat.” Simon pipes up behind you. You don’t even have to look behind you to spot the smirk on his lips, the way the dulcet of his voice comes just short of a boast and a brag of how lucky he himself is, and how lucky Kyle is that Simon was willing to share you.

You help Kyle out of his sneakers and jeans before beginnin to palm him through the black cotton of his boxer briefs, his cock already peeking up from behind the waistband, leaking precum in anticipation. “Someone’s eager, hm? Are you excited, Kyle?” You quip to him.

“Mhm. Very. Very!” Kyle nods, his eyes glued to every single movement of yours, from the way your hands palm at his bulge, to how your fingers caress his smooth skin, to how they hook onto the waistband and roll down his underwear, peeling it off his body.

He’s big, bigger than Simon, even, though not as thick… He’s circumcised and he’s perfectly shaven. You wonder if he did that for your sake, or his own preference. There’s a thick vein running down the underside of him, one you can’t wait to feel pulse against your tongue.

Taking his cock in your hand, you stroke it slowly before allowing your tongue to run atop of it, base to tip, your tongue gently grazing the leaky tip, spreading the precum over the head before slowly parting your lips and guiding him inside.

The moan that escapes the boy in front of you makes you smirk, he twitches below you, fingers clenching on either side of his thighs, as if resisting squeezing into tight fists as you slowly allow his cock to slide deeper into your mouth. Then, you start bobbing it, up and down, cheeks hollowed out and lips grazing the warm skin leaving a mess of saliva around him.

Kyle’s quick to react this time, his hand grabbing you by your hair, legs trembling on either side of you. Your eyes shoot up to find his, only to find that his head is falling back onto the back of the couch, eyes screwed closed, mouth hanging open like he’s experiencing an out of body experience.

“He’s certainly enjoying himself, isn’t he?” Simon remarks behind you, receiving a finger signal from you, a sign of agreement, a preestablished way of communicating, since your mouth was busy. “That feel good, Kyle?”

“Y-Yeah… Yeah… I-It… God…” Kyle groans in between swallowed breaths. Poor thing, you want to coo at him, already too lost in the pleasure to even speak… Oh, how beautiful he’ll look soon, fucked out under you, drunk on your pussy…

You don’t notice Simon coming up from behind you until you feel his hand grip your head, atop of Kyle’s, calloused fingers digging into your scalp. His other hand shoots out to grab Kyle’s head from the back, pulling it forward so he’s forced to stare at you.

Then, your head is shoved forward, Kyle’s cock sliding down your throat with no warning Simon’s hand holding you in place, while Kyle’s eyes widen and an obscene moan escapes his mouth. Simon controls your head, pulling and pushing you onto Kyle’s hip. 

It’s no wonder that Kyle’s whole body starts to tremble, eyes widened and having trouble staying focused, or open, mouth left wide open as Simon makes him fuck the back of your throat, experienced eyes keeping watch of your reactions and signals and of Kyle’s…

He’s controlling the speed at which you go, how deep you take his cock down his throat, how much of a mess you make with your spit, and how long you get to breathe whenever he pulls you off before pushing you back on. A reminder. He’s always in control.

“Come down her pretty throat, go on, Garrick.” Simon demands. Kyle, poor thing, has already been holding on with teeth and nails to keep himself from climaxing too soon, wanting to prove himself as more than just inexperienced… But Simon’s order is so severe, he can’t keep it up… And he lets go, twitching in your mouth and shooting his come down your throat.

Simon lets go of you both, giving you a moment to catch your breaths, brown eyes staring at the result of what you just did, you, out of breath, a mess of drool down your chin, and eyes welled up with tears, and Kyle, out of breath, a mess of drool around the base of his cock, and eyes glazed over.

“Good job, da’lin’...” Simon tells you, pulling you up ever so slightly, kissing you sweetly, his tongue piercing flicking across your tongue, as if he’s looking for a taste of Kyle in your throat. 

After a moment, he pulls back and looks at Kyle. “Now, you’re gonna thank her for the favour she made ya, hm?” He warns. “Let’s take this to the bed. C’mon.” He demands, taking you by the hand and leading you to the bedroom, leaving Kyle to have to keep up.

Simon, unlike you, is a practical man. He doesn’t waste time. By the time Kyle has made it to the bedroom after barely 20 seconds, he’s already got you naked and splayed atop the mattress, a pillow placed under your hips.

He’s on his knees in front of you and beckons Kyle closer with two fingers, before he uses those same two fingers to rub over your folds and spread them open, revealing just how wet you’ve gotten from merely giving Kyle head. “You see that?” Simon coos at him while you stare at them both, holding yourself up on your elbows.

“Y-Yes, sir.” Kyle replies with a nod, his own hand reaching to touch you, carefully sliding between your puffy lips, gliding across easily through the slick. 

Simon grabs Kyle’s wrist and carefully guides it across to your clit, finding it with the speed of a man that’s been fucking you often since you two started dating. He knows your body, knows you better than anyone, and he’s about to show Kyle exactly how to touch you to get you to fall apart like he does…

You immediately stiffen up when you feel the pads of Kyle’s fingers against your clit, the pressure behind them coming from Simon’s hand as he rolls his fingers in light circles. It’s familiar and it immediately causes you to hum in pleasure and hiss, lying yourself back on the mattress.

“Ideally, you always keep something touch that needy little clit there.” Simon explains, more like he’s giving an anatomy lesson than having a threesome. “Be it a tongue, a finger, what have you.”

Simon’s hand then slides Kyle’s fingers away, making you whimper from the loss of contact. “Be patient, da’lin’, you’ll get more soon.” He quips. “Needy girl… Thought you were going to be all bossy with Kyle, now look at you…” He coos. 

Simon turns Kyle’s hand over and, using his own hand, parts your puffy cunny before helping Kyle push two digits into your slick warmth. Kyle’s fingers are no biggy, not thick and calloused like Simon’s, and they’re surprisingly easy to take on. You moan softly at them, before becoming just a bit more vocal when Kyle’s fingers pad over your G-spot when Simon curls them just so.

“Right there, you see that?” Simon beckons, Kyle responding with mild agreement that you don’t even register because, soon, his fingers start moving, fucking in and out you per Simon’s instruction, while your boyfriend’s tongue quickly finds your clit, the cold piercing rubbing and flicking at your most sensitive spot, causing your back to arch on the bed.

“Oh, fuck, Simon…” You whine, legs already shaking, more so per the stimulation, which causes your boyfriend to use both of his free hands to keep your knees spread open as far as he could comfortably get them, tongue still lapping up at you with purposeful strokes.

The shaggy blond hair of your boyfriend vanishes for a moment, as does the experienced tongue touching you, before it gets replaced with Kyle’s slightly messier and uncoordinated attempts, Simon observing Kyle and noting your reactions and how much weaker they are, upset at the lack of proper stimulation.

“C’mon, Garrick…” Simon croons. “Your tongue’s sharp enough to roast Johnny, but you get here and it gets shy?” He taunts, before using his hand on the back of the sergeant’s neck to guide him a bit.

“I’m trying…” Kyle remarks, his face feeling warm against your skin, showing he’s likely blushing despite his darker complexion hiding it, his fingers still moving in the way Simon taught him, his only saving grace.

“Scoot.” Simon remarks and pushes his head aside, ever so slightly, causing him to rest against your thigh. Simon’s head pushes in near Kyle’s, resting against your other thigh, and his tongue catches your clit again, though the angle at he’s at now, slightly at an angle, allows Kyle to spot the way Simon moves his tongue: soft circles, zigzagging side to side, lips also rubbing against you.

Kyle watches closely, eyes widened, pupils blown with lust at the sight of Simon’s face so close and going down on you so eagerly, his eyes glued to your face up top, as if checking every single reaction you have to your boyfriend’s mouth. And react you do. Your moans are louder, jumpy, desperate, your hands grabbing the bed covers and squeezing tight, your cunt seeking Simon’s mouth as you fuck yourself onto it.

Kyle wasn’t the type to watch porn often, having little time and little interest in it, more so because he knew it wasn’t a good habit or realistic to expect it to be realistic… But the sight of Simon’s lips sucking and rubbing into your slick like it was the most delicious meal he’s ever gotten to eat was better than any of the porn he’s actually seen.

Simon’s able to make you come undone in a matter of minutes, the whimpers and needy moans, the shallow breaths, the way your head was left spinning, lolling to the side as Simon eased you down from your peak and then dropped a chaste kiss to your thigh before standing up again. 

“You saw that?” He teases Kyle, who nods eagerly, no words coming to his lips after the display he just got. “You’ll get there eventually. With practise.” He assures him before patting him lightly on the shoulder. “Up you go.”

“How are you doing, da’lin’?” Simon asks, checking on you as you nod and show him a thumbs up, causing a chuckle to come from his chest before he takes a seat in another armchair in the corner, a spot he usually uses when having insomnia, right by the windows, to work on his laptop while you sleep near him… Except this time being used for something else.

“Go on, then, continue.” He demands as he sprawls out on the armchair, legs spread and already undoing his belt and fly, seeking relief from the tight feeling in his own jeans.

You nod eagerly and quickly shift to be sat on the bed, pulling Kyle toward you. “You still want this?” You ask him as you look him in the eyes… As if Kyle, needy the way he is now, after the sight of you coming undone on Simon’s tongue, would ever be able to answer anything other than a resounding ‘YES!’.

“Mhm… I do.” Kyle assures you with another nod… So, you kiss again, hands sliding over each other’s bodies just like they had on the couch before, exploring the free skin, allowing Kyle to grope you more easily. He seems fixated on your ass and thighs, fingers kneading the extra meat in them and holding you close.

His cock has long recovered from his first orgasm, now rubbing against your tummy as he kneels in front of you on the mattress. But not for long. Soon, you’ve laid Kyle on his back, and you’re straddling him, one leg on either side, slowly rubbing your folds over the length of his veiny cock.

“You’re gonna take ‘im for a right, da’lin’?” Simon asks, your eyes seeking him out in his armchair. The way you’re positioned, he can see all of you. Your pretty tits, the way your lips spread to rub against Kyle’s shaft, your legs parted open and knees digging into the mattress.

“Mhm…” You reply, your expression having shifted once again from the needy, submissive mess he had made of you, to a more dominant, playful one as you look down at the sergeant below you, looking up at you like he knows he’s in for a wild one.

“Go on then… But try not to break him, yeah?” Simon teases and winks at you, his hand already palming his cock through his own black boxer briefs.

“No promises…” You quip in return and wink back, before, carefully reaching a hand forward to lift Kyle’s cock from its resting spot against his hip.

Slowly, you sink yourself into it, his narrower build a lot easier to accommodate than Simon’s girth… But you soon regret how eagerly you did it, when you feel Kyle’s sheer size slip inside easily, his tip striking your cervix forcefully with that one swft motion.

“Bloody hell…” You grunt and bounce back a bit to relieve the pressure. “You’re big, aren’t you?” You tease Kyle who’s already unresponsive, poor little thing, eyes twice as wide as they had been when you gave him head, barely nodding in response.

Shifting your weight around, you plant your feet on either side of Kyle’s hip. “I’m gonna move, okay?” You warn him, setting your open palms on his thighs, behind your back, earning another nod from Kyle.

Slowly, you start to ride him, each bounce of your hips drawing the most delicious moans out of Kyle, his head lolling back over the foot of the bed, eyelids fluttering and his back arching.

“Gah- Fuck-” Kyle grunts, his breath already ragged before you’ve had time to do anything, just slowly moving, feeling his lengthy size rub against your walls as you force him to bottom out every time.

Kyle’s voice gets higher, whinier, his forehead dribbling with sweat with each thrust you force his cock to deliver into your slick cunny. “Feels… so… sososo so good…” He whimpers, his tone almost pathetic.

“Yeah… does it feel good?” You croon at him, a mischievous smirk on your lips, his cock drawing soft moans off your mouth as well.

“Yeah… yeah… yeah…” Kyle nods needily, his breath staggered and swallowing excess saliva.

“Yeah? Was it all you were expecting, pretty boy?” You tease him some more, earning another handful of needy ‘Yeah’s, his mind too overwhelmed with pleasure to consider saying anything else. “You don’t want me to go faster then, do you?”

“No… no… faster…” He replies, his head shooting forward, clearly eager to experience what ‘faster’ would feel like.

“Oh? Then you were lying? It doesn’t feel good, you need it faster?” You croon at him as if he was behaving like a brat and not like the good boy he really was.

“No… nO… it’s- it’s-!” Kyle tries to reply, desperate to clear the misunderstanding. Not that you give him time for it, as you speed up the speed of your bouncing, taking him in harder with each strike of your hips coming down onto his.

“GOD- YES!” Kyle shouts, eyes shot open and back curling upward, his head snapping forward to look at you and watch the way your pussy swallows every inch of his veiny cock, before letting out a huff and falling back on the bed again, desperate for more.

His hands grab onto your thighs and hips, fingers digging in hard, as you ride him, sweat beginning to slide down your forehead, down your cheeks and neck. Your eyes flitter over to Simon in the corner.

The smug fucker is watching everything with a nasty little half-grin on his lips, brown eyes darkened with lust as he watches you play with Kyle, making him squirm and whimper below you.

“Play with your clit for me, da’lin’.” His voice rings out amidst the frequent and whiney moans coming from Kyle. One of your hands slips away from Kyle’s thigh behind you, finding your clit and rubbing it slowly as you keep bouncing atop of Kyle, hips stuttering lightly as the pleasure becomes more intense.

“That’s it…” Simon says with a chuckle from his armchair, fisting his cock leisurely, as if the sight in front of him wasn’t worth any more from him. “How’s his cock feel, da’lin’?” Your boyfriend asks you.

He’s playing with your head, much like you’re playing with Kyle’s… making you go back and forth between a submissive and dominant mind frame, deriving pleasure from the mind games he’s forcing you to take on.

“It’s big…” You whimper in reply. “So big…” You murmur, your eyes soft and needy as you look at your boyfriend, watching the wicked look in his face..

“Don’t look at me, look at him…” Simon tells you. “Fuck ‘im right, he deserves it.” Simon adds. “Poor lad, been so long without experiencing a pussy…” He teases. “ow’s it feel, Garrick?” He turns his attention, and yours, to the sergeant below you.

Kyle nods pathetically. “Y-Yeah… It’s- Ah-” He whimpers, eyes glazed over with pleasure, too far gone in it, too overwhelmed with the feeling of a warm, wet pussy sheathing his virgin cock.

He’s too fucked out to think… And you’re bound to join him soon enough, with the way he looks below you, your fingers playing with your clit, and his cock swiftly hitting a spot inside you that no man’s ever reached before…

Your hips stutter atop of Kyle’s, your legs straining and tired, sore from the rhythm and position. You shift positions, leaning forward, hands coming to rest on his hard pecs, your head hanging atop of Kyle’s, facing him better.

You grind back and forth, trying to regain strength to continue, feeling Kyle’s tip rubbing deep inside of you, so deep and hard… You can’t help but whine.

“She’s getting tired, Kyle. Go on, it’s your turn.” Your boyfriend quips, his voice dripping with power and command over the two of you.

Kyle didn’t need to be told twice, his arms wrapped around your lower back and he bucked up like a bull, tossing you both aside, the bed creaking with the movement. Whatever insecurity he had is gone.

He pushes your thighs apart with his hip and starts pistoning into you with barely any regard for rhythm or how deep he’s going, his face buried into your neck as he plows into you, grunting and whining like an animal in rut. Not that you mind.

You’re used to Simon (and sometimes a few other mutual ‘friends’ of yours), men who are experienced, who know what to do, how to do it, who aren’t sloppy or erratic, who’s hips don’t jerk with each plunge into your warm cunny… It’s completely different with a bloke like Kyle. Inexperienced, green, but eager and desperate and…

You’re moaning loud and often, nails clawing at his smooth scarless back, eyes rolling as each snap of his hips claps against you like a whip, his cock burying into you to the hilt and back out before plunging back in.

Once more, Simon’s quick to come to your side, quick to crouch by the side of the bed, eyes admiring the way you both act and move, to keep a keen eye on your reactions and his, ready to pull him off you like a mutt that’ll hurt his mate if the owner doesn’t make him dismount…

But he doesn’t intervene. Not when you’re moaning like a whore, with Kyle sweating and grunting atop you, his eyes screwed shut and looking like he’ll lose every and any ounce of restraint he has in the next 3 seconds, somehow pulling the will to go on from sheer fucking air.

“You gonna flood ‘er little cunt with your come, aren’t you, Kyle?” Simon coos as he rests his forearms on the mattress, a perch to watch better.

“Y-Yeah! Yeah!” Kyle replies with an eager nod, eyes opening for a moment to look at Simon who’s so close to him.

“Yeah? Are you?” Simon continues egging him on. “You gonna fill my girl with your load?” He adds, his voice dropping to a more authoritative tone.

“Y-YEAH!” Kyle raises his voice, a bit more determined, but still deep in his natural state… obedient, ready to die for his superior, for his lieutenant.

“Go on, then,” Simon demands. “I wanna see. I wanna see you fill ‘er up.” He adds. “Tell ‘er you’re gonna do it.”

Kyle’s head turns a bit to look at you, his warm brown eyes blown wide with lust and desperation, his skin slick with sweat, his plump lips parted to let in desperate gulps of air.

“‘m gonna…” Kyle grunts as he shifts his weight lightly, his nose leaning against yours. “Gonna put my come so… deep inside you…” He warns you.

The look in his eyes, the desperation in his tone, the warning tone of his that does not at all fit his personality… Somehow it all comes together to rip the filthiest orgasm out of you, your head rolling back, eyes squeezing shut and a loud whine slipping from your parted lips as you squeeze and contract around Kyle’s cock.

Kyle can’t last not even a second longer the moment you start to come around him. His eyes fall shut, his back arches and he digs his fingers into the bed, toes curling and legs shaking as he fucks his come inside of you, drool slipping down his parted mouth.

“Good job.” Simon’s voice remarks next to you, satisfied and almost… proud, while you’re both too lost in the high of pleasure to even recognize his existence in the room or that you’re… alive, really.

[ebony-pupp]

So, I saw VillianInGlasses04 on Deviant make some IDs and I wanted to make a few of my own versions of them so here they are! They are 100% Free to use as you wish, just make sure to tag me if you do use them please, I love to see how creative people can be with these :]

Also if you think I should make anymore of these lmk which ones I should make! Oh and feel free to change the QRcode to whichever platform of yours you would like (or if you need assistance with that just ask :])

Btw, I do apologize for my absents from Tumblr. Back in July I was participating in ArtFight, a bit after I had to go to the hospital and now school has started up again (honestly its killin me T-T). I've also been procrastinating with the final TF2 character because I cannot for the life of me figure out their insignia or what they would actually look like.

For some clarification (this is just for examples, mix and match as you please this is all for fun) :

{Autobot}

Sub-factions : Dinobots, Maximals, Aerialbots, Protectobots, Technobots, Cybertron Elite Guard, Wreckers, Rescue Bots,Minibot, ect.

Ranks : Scout, Private, Specialist, Sergeant, Elite, Captain, Major, General, Knight, Prime

Unit : Infantry, Intelligence, Medical, Engineering, Special Ops, Artillery, Transport, Guard

{Decepticon}

Sub-factions : Insecticons, Stunticons, Combaticons, Predacons, Terrorcons, Seacons, Horrorcons, Vehicons, Seeker, Arachnicon, Sharkticon, Stunticon, Minicon, Constructicon, Ect.

Ranks : Raider, Scout, Private, Sergeant, Elite, Captain, Major, General, Knight, Prime

Unit : Infantry, Espionage, Medical, Applied Sciences, Black Ops, Weapons, Transport, Guard

{Neutral}

Sub-factions : Equinoids, Quintessons, Scorpinok, Mercenaries, Gladiators, ECT.

Ranks : Have your pick of Autobot or Decepticon Ranks or make up your own

Unit : Have your pick of Autobot or Decepticon Units or make up your own

[s0ull3ss-p3rs0n]

Mmrmgmtmggm... wind element liking some style so as a side effect the host gets a cool visual aspect that fits them well, Morro with the green hair streak and Euphrasia with some permanent beautiful eyeliner.

Anyways art challenge for anyone who is bored, make a wind EM OC, can be past EM (before Morro) or future EM (after Euphrasia) with a very cool visual aspect, idk how to explain shit but here are some examples for you to get the idea:

-Facial markings/makeup

-Gradient limbs (thank for the idea @cable-salamdr )

-Permanently painted nails

-Half-sleeve tattoo

-Honestly just any tattoo

Yeah so anyways the colors are dark green, bluish green and whatever is similar enough to the storm amulet color, also grey is allowed but it has to have one of the other three colors w it for reasons. You can have more ideas and even add in reblogs some more examples y'all can think of to help others get ideas. The OC can be any species that is compatible with an elemental power, though unless they're a Serpentine, Merlopian or a Keeper they'll most likely have to be a future EM, but it would be fun to see you get creative with how you could incorporate a visual aspect to a non-human EM.

Feel free to ask questions for further clarification btw

[edith-is-a-cat]

for clarification I am 100% dunking on anon hate. imagine trying to bully the internet people in your puter but you are so bad that you are compared to a single slice of wet ham lmao

[feel free to delete this ask btw]

i absolutely loved that ask its pinned to the cork board of my mind thank you anonymous tumblr user

[turnstechgodhead]

well regardless of where you got it from i really love that line, i think it adds an interesting angle to their relationship. what do you think bro knew about the nature of the game and dave’s destiny for him to think of raising dave that way? im also curious about the subject matter of the fics you may have gotten inspiration from

thanks i think so too

i dont remember unfortunately; in regards to the fics. i dont really read fics nowadays and i do tend to read short ones to avoid This happening- where i absorb something and forget about it

more about bro under cut

i feel like bro knew some things; i like to keep certain parts of the 'game' aspect of their reality away from them

like for example: bro doesn't know EVERYTHING about what hes supposed to do. like he wasnt spawned in with I am A Guardian in his brain; he was a whole ass human person for 24 years until he got dave

growing up a lot of his information came from cal because since he was destined to be a guardian, he had nagging feelings in the back of his mind telling him to do certain things: get this apartment, do this that way, etc. and cal just enforced those

i think dirk's reason for raising dave that way is a combintion of the fact that thats the only way cal(iborn) referred to dave and that bro was never allowed to actually bond with dave (because caliborn made him believe that platonic affection is in fact not platonic at all and is instead sexual[the implications when bro is constantly carrying around cal with his arms around his neck btw. insane.])

i've talked about it a lil bit with input from error707-thatdude (whos training to dooooo... something w psychological development of kids or something? sorry i forgored) on stream and the lack of interaction/affection can be potentially fatal to human children

so every time dirk wanted to do what honestly, his instincts were telling him to do (hold dave, be gentle [even if stiff]) , he wasn't able to because he had caliborn in his ear whispering that he was being deeply fucking inappropriate with his goddamn son which . Jesus Christ. (ive come to the conclusion bc of this that the daves we see in canon are the daves that made it past childhood, as error707 said: the exceptions)

the fact that caliborn constantly told him about how dave was the knight and he needed to be the knight. he needed to enter the medium. if he didn't enter the medium then everything that dirk's entire life has been leading up to has been a disappointment, a mistake, and he doesn't want to disappoint his very dear best friend cal does he? hee hee hee.

he also told him about how dave is SUPPOSED to be. cool, stoic. that kinda stuff, bc calibrn has a bit of a gay thing for both of them im sure.

+ the deep feeling inside of dirk that he Knew cal was right (something something; destiny/fate/will of the universe/etc), that dirk existed to do this; to get cal into the medium, to get dave into the medium, to make them stronger, led to dirk thinking of dave as his goal instead of anything remotely resembling family-

all of that accumulates into his brain dissassociating dave from himself as family and instead as a goal and a figure of something he NEEDS to polish or it wont work when the gear is inserted into the frame

things like this are delicate and they HAVE to be taken special care of during assembly, or you'll be left with nothing. (go watch how its made- wristwatches. its like that.)

sorry if all this doesnt make sense; feel free to ask for clarification and ill happily provide

[our-t4t-experience]

PLEASE READ BEFORE SENDING IN SUBMISSIONS

ok i guess i oughta make an intro post bc im getting some of the same questions over and over again

hi my names evan. im southern, straight and t4t. im in a relationship with a nonbinary trans woman currently and have been for about 7 months now

you can dm me and ill read them but i probably wont respond.

im autistic and communicate really directly and am also monotone so if i answer your ask with a nasty tone, it probably wasnt meant to come off that way unless your ask was mean. feel free to ask for clarification if necessary

please dni if youre cis. i would prefer this to be a trans only space. also its a t4t space so like what good is this to you anyway

for romance repulsed individuals: i will be tagging all romantic t4t posts from hereon out with "romantic t4t". i will ALSO be tagging all platonic t4t posts with "platonic t4t" if ud like to search that tag. for anyone sex repulsed or under 18, anything that could be nsft will be tagged "t4t nsft". hope this helps yall out (:

FAQ

what is a t4t relationship?

t4t is any kind of relationship between two or more trans people, whether that be romantic, sexual, platonic, queerplatonic, professional, or anything else that comes to mind

do you accept platonic t4t submissions?

yea. i have many trans friends and love them very much. every trans person should have trans friends i think, even if theyre not exclusively t4t. my trans friends are just as important as my romantic relationship to another trans person, i love having trans friends

do you accept nonbinary submissions?

yes, if you do not identify as cis, feel free to send in an ask

evan im not cis but im ____ can i interact?

yea. i would define cis as strongly and exclusively identifying as ones assigned gender at birth. if you dont fall under this category (note EXCLUSIVELY as well) then congrats youre good (questioning people are also welcome btw)

evan im cis but im an ally can i interact?

no. find another blog

FAQ MAY BE UPDATED AS I RECEIVE MORE ASKS

[rubeslovesthesmiths]

INTRO POST

Hiiii!! My name is rubes, but feel free to come up with nicknames!

I am a minor btw

I have autism, adhd, ocd, and anxiety and therefore, I like tone tags, and sometimes I need clarification

I love musical theatre, Dead Poets Society, old movies and books!!! My favorite musical is prolly either Newsies or Caberet, but I love (mostly) everything. (Except six. I hate six)

I am a theatre kid. Be warned.

My favorite movies are Heathers, Dead Poets Society, Girl Interrupted, Swing Kids and West Side Story

My favorite shows are Brooklyn 99, DBD, Gravity falls, Scooby Doo and im getting into Doctor Who!

I’m also an artist, and im gonna start commissions soon! If you’d like info please reach out

If you’ve made it these far, check out my cool mutuals:

@that-fruitier-emo- one of my best friends. Whether it’s rambling about ocs, or talking about life, you’re always there, love you dude!

@gayfandomnerd225- another one of my closest friends. I honestly look up to you a lot, and if just an amazing, understanding person

@noctilucaa- my favorite British person. It’s so fun to talk to you and ask questions in ur inbox, I am a gremlin, I do bother you there

@desire-mona - another cool individual! Again, you let me pester you in ur ask box, and ur super fun to talk to

@rrcenic- one of my closest closest friends here, you’ve helped me through and bunch. And ur super cool, so that’s something

@aguyinthepubliceye-MISCHA!!!! Ur such fun energy to be around, and I look up to you a lot ask well

@00-tricycle-0 my favorite irl. Will ur awesome and such a constant. Jacks twinsies!!!!

If I forgot anyone im so so so sorry, I value all my mutuals smmmm im just writing this post at 1am

If anyone ever wants to talk, please reach out

[marumarielle]

hi !! i was reading through ur shifting info and i realised we have similar methods! pls feel free to correct if im wrong, i’m not sure what a memory skim is exactly, but from what it sounds like, you briefly go through the memories of your DR ? if that’s the case, thats more or less what i do before going through my senses.

i’ve brought that up because despite my consistency with my method and falling asleep in the state of wish fulfilled, i still haven’t shifted and keep waking up in my bedroom. granted i’ve only been doing this method for a week-ish so it’s not as long as other shifters, but its kinda getting tiring to keep waking up in my CR despite feeling otherwise. i feel as though i’m doing everything right, and i’m following with what resonates with me, but somehow i still haven’t shifted :(

would you have any advice for me?? thanks for taking the time to read this :DD btw sorry if its incoherent i wrote this at 2am 😭

Hi love! My answer is quite long so I'm sorry if it's a lot to process all at once but if you have any more clarifications, don't hesitate to ask me!💖

First and foremost, yes, you are right about the memory skim part. I usually just go through memories that are important to me or just make me feel like I already am in my DR which helps with taking my mind off my CR. Now, the shifting part. It is important for you to know that I've also been through the same thing so you're not alone in this, anon.

My advice? Only be concerned with your inner world. imagination.

Since the 4D is what the 3D follows, why are you concerned with "waking up here" in your CR? Imagination is the only reality. The goal isn't for you to see your wish physically but rather to feel fulfilled within. Because the point of loassumption is to fulfill yourself (which is what I think a lot of people miss). The 3D "materialising" is just a bonus.

"Going back and forth to fulfillment and desire is to wander aimlessly." —Edward Art. I've fallen asleep in the wish fulfilled state and woke up having "not shifted" did I care? No! Because I fulfilled myself within. If I truly understood law of assumption I wouldn't be concerned with the 3D since it is just a mere consequence. If I knew that in my imagination I've been in my DR, I am there because imagination is the only reality that I should concern myself with. It doesn't matter if I did the steps right, or meditated for 5 minutes, if I don't have faith that I have indeed shifted despite what my senses tell me, I'll go back to living in desire.

★ You need to stay faithful to your new assumption despite what your senses are telling you. Abandon your old assumption, that "I haven't shifted", because you're not going anywhere. If you keep going back to persisting in the assumption or belief that you haven't shifted yet, you won't shift. Change the way your inner world works. Shift your attention to what you want and not what you don't want. And in no time shifting will feel natural to you.

That's all anon! I hope l answered your question. Remember that you are all that you need, happy shifting!

[classy-thief]

Heyyyy!! You guys are legit so awesome btw. Anyways, I saw you posting about wanting to do a magma and I think I wanna join you guys, if possible, but tbh I don’t know at all how to do anything. Are there any requirements to join you guys (besides no t*est and stuff like that)? Also, on that same note, how do you join? Just asking because I’m both clueless and useless, and am really stupid lol. You guys are Fr so amazing by the way!!

And a picture of a cat to persuade you to respond, (but no pressure. seriously you don’t need to I know ur probably very busy)

🌻 hello!! there are no requirements other than what you just stated :)

anyone can join, they don't have to be following us. i just wanted to do something a little fun with the rottmnt community ^^

and you are not dumb for not knowing!! that's a good question if you haven't used it before. I'll list the steps:

at 6pm CT, the Magma link will be posted

to join, click the link and it will bring you to the website

you do have to make an account if you don't have one. you can use your google account/email/discord to sign in.

you're done! now you can draw or chat with us :D

hopefully that made sense haha. feel free to ask for more clarification and I'll do my best to answer!

(also thank you!!! love the cat pic :3)

[zepskies]

Hello, I wanted to say that I love ur writing! It makes my day whenever ur posts drop!

I was thinking - and it's okay if u don't wanna - but could u please write an imagine or something of all three boys (Dean - love the plus-sized one-shots; Ben from BMD - love ur interpretation of The Boys, btw; and Beau) - and how would they react to their girlfriends giving them a footsie? 👀

Just curious to know how they would react - but it's completely understood if u don't wanna! Thanks!

Hey there, lovely anon!!

Thank you so much, I really appreciate that. 🥹 Thank you for loving both the Espresso-verse and the Break Me Down-verse!! 💓💓💓 These are my personal favorite story universes to write for. 🥰

Ooh this is a fun little prompt. Quick request for clarification though -- do you mean like playing footsie with them under the table lol, or giving them a foot massage?

Feel free to send me another ask or comment on this post if you feel comfortable. 😘

[thh-collab-fic]

HI ITS ME THE BIGGEST LEON KUWATA DEFENDER HERE. can you guys touch on the stuff with kanon nakajima? if you don't know, she has a wiki page I suggest reading for more clarification on why leon acts the way he does towards people, specifically women. it would be cute to see him open up to someone about this sort of stuff. maybe chihiro? also, I'm ill about chileon. I need crumbs. if you need clarification on how to portray that sort of thing in writing, I got you covered! my dms are always open! as a writer myself, I'm excited to see where this project goes! kind of a long ask, my apologies! >_<

Hey there, no issue for the long ask, so glad that you did! I'm so glad you love Leon, I do to ( @nerd-cat-rambles is my main btw :D).

We'll definitely see what we can do about Nakajima, I know some stuff about her and I'll read UDH just to make sure that I have it all down-pat! It'll definetley help us alot, so thanks for the suggestion!

As for Chi-Leon, I'm sure we can throw in some extra dynamic for you, it's so great that you're a writer - and I love that you're super passionate about chi-leon, I totally relate (Augh Ishimondo my beloved) - we'll DM if we need any help at all, if you have any more suggestions please feel free to come and ask/suggest/reblog!

I too am so excited to see how this project goes, and if it even works with so many different time zones heehee (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶).

--- (New Person) ( @le-agent-egg )

More Leon backstory more Kanon being EUGHHH more reason as to why he’s so untrusting of people more reason why he acts the way he does to girls!!! I love Leon he is actually so. I like him teehee

--- (New Person) ( @sleepy-pile-of-ashe )

My thoughts for Leon -> I'd love to give Leon some more characterization honestly! Dunno where shipping will go atm (idk how much our ships will conflict in the group) but if it works out we'll be happy to give you some fuel 😆

--- (New Person) ( @brainfilehasstoppedworking )

Ooohhh!!! Yes, I'd very much love to touch on the Kanon thing. (I'd actually very much love for everyone to at least talk a little more about the people the care about. So we get a little more of their loved ones.) And of course we can give a little bit of Chileon crumbs! I personally don't ship it, but we can do that. It'd be cute, hehehe.

Sorry this ask took so long I just had to run it past the rest of the team for their opinions and ideas too! We might find an easier way to make it work I hope! Super glad that our ideas are getting attention in the Danganronpa community! :)