#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.

[queenarsinoethepoisoner]

Haha don’t you just love when you’re reminded just how sexist and racist and homophobic your father is?

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A video made with the trending sound that says “I haven’t stubbed my toe in 5 months. I said with joys. I was then shot 57 times” in a monotone voice with slightly spooky music behind it.

[Start image Description : The video is comprised of three drawings for each sentence. All drawings of are a person from the shoulders up. They have curly hair. In the first drawing they look happy, with the subtitles saying “Wow! My dad hasn’t said anything problematic yet!” In the second drawing they look slightly mad, with the subtitles saying “I said with joys”. In the last drawing they look resigned, with no subtitle.

In the third drawing there are 5 quotes around their head. The top left says “Gay people are an illness”. The top right says “Intersex people don’t exist”. The bottom left one says “Indians like being on reservations”. The bottom right one says “I can give a name sign”. And the bottom middle one says “Deaf culture is ‘Woke’”.

The video ends with the CapCut logo in the middle of a black screen :End image description]

[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

[introvertedandscared]

i got REALLY bored in class today LMAO and my current hyperfixation is the hollow (absolutely top tier netflix show btw) so here, have my absolutely derranged doodlings of all the characters

(all the sexualities n stuff are mostly my own headcanons (except for kai idrk wtf is going on with him so i just made him homophobic to be funny) please do not attack me istg i will actually die)

if you're having trouble reading my handwriting feel free to ask for clarification on what i've written, most of it is absolute fucking garbage, and if you wanna see the photos i used as references i can do that too :333

[monscrow]

intro post, i guess!!!

askbox open only on weekends; got too overwhelmed by spam, my apologies.

last updated 16/jan/2025

⚠️flash warning for blinkies at the bottom⚠️

free gaza, free palestine, stop genocide. you don't agree? block me.

i go by both mons and crow.

my pronouns are they/them, he/him and any neos/xenos that you think would fit either comedically or off of vibes.

lvl 16, so, a minor !! beware

aromantic, acespec, something like that; qprs are sick asf and all hail relationship anarchy.

art sideblog is @monscrowarts

audhdcd (asd + adhd + ocd 😻😋) and hEDS. i use tonetags, feel free to ask for clarification!!!

bday is oct 7. 🎉🎉🎉

i'm mexican 🇲🇽!! i speak both spanish and english.

timezone is cst/utc-6.

i say slurs i can reclaim (mainly the f and t queer ones) and swear a lot, though if that makes you uncomfortable please either block me or lmk so i can try to tone it down when around you.

i love interacting!! feel free to tag me in stuff, send some asks (be it on anon or not), or message me! moots can ask for my discord even if we've never actually talked before. though i suck at keeping consistent, nothing personal i promise</3 /gen

i tend to spam-reblog so do with that information what you will.

some tags you might see me use here and there:

#mons rambles ← just my thoughts, ideas, opinions, and whatever i feel like throwing into the tumblr void.

#ask a crow / #anon asks ← askbox replies.

#save / #art save / #fav / #hellsite faves ← these are more for myself, but yeah they're pretty self-descriptive. just in case you get curious or anything.

hyperfixations/interests/things i'm passionate about !!! i guess, kinda

→ mcr (+ most of the members' solo projects)

→ killjoys (california + national anthem, but mainly calif and fanon)

→ demolition lovers lore (i have literally written like at least three different essays about it for school help me i'm so serious)

→ emo/alt/diy culture

→ will wood

→ bandom in general

→ sonic the hedgehog (franchise) (SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG IS EVERYTHING BTW)

→ graphic design, arts and crafts, illustration (that's right y'all graphic design IS my passion 😔)

→ fnaf (bonnie fnaf they could never make me hate you)

→ cosplay/costume-making

→ d&d

→ crows (no way, crow, really???)

→ australian shepherds

→ the umbrella academy (s4 isn't canon in my heart + currently reading the comics !!! )

→ gravity falls

→ neurodivergencies/psychology/disabilities (this one's pretty meta ngl)

→ lgbtqia+ identities (emphasis on the aroace-spec ones + relationship anarchy)

→ politics/activism

→ linguistics + conlangs

→ fantasy in general (high fantasy, magic, vampires, tieflings, you name it)

→ boardgames

→ the count of monte cristo (book + 2024 movie)

→ webfishing :3

→ uhhhh there's more but i don't remember rn, i'll keep adding as i see fit (probably... maybe..... perhaps....... quizás........ puede ser..........)

dni

trump supporters, terfs, transphobes, anti lgbtqia+/queerphobics, exclusionists, ableists, racists, prolifers/antichoicers, proshippers/anti-antis, irl gore, pro-israel/zionists, pro-ai generated "content", pro-nft, non-critical media consumers, classists, ed blogs, sh blogs.

also, i'm aware that dnis tend to not be effective and i probably will still get shitty ppl in my inbox so i can and will block. though i'm p chill as long as you're chill. this blog is run by a very neurodivergent, mentally ill, mexican, transmasc, aroace faggot, and any kind of bigoted hatred will not be tolerated.

blinkies made with blinkies cafe !!!

pssst btw, before you go, if you read my intro post i'd heavily encourage you to like it, so i can know!!! :] (/nf though!)

[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

[cinamun]

Hey, I have a kind of weird non story question I hope you don't mind. But as a cat parent, do you have more than one male kitty? And if so do the boys tend to poop more?! I have never had two male cats and it seems like maybe cause they are still kittens (under a year) they eat more and poop more than maybe I am use to. Feel free to ask the Carruthers family cat for clarification. ;) Thanks BTW, I love the Tumblr.com headliner picture of Mr & Mrs Drake.

I do! But I can't say if they poop more because all I know are boy cats. Listen, I openly admit to being biased when it comes to cats. Girl cats are moody little bitches but my boys? Once you take those nuts out? the sweetest things. All they want to do is cuddle, get their bellies rubbed, sleep and eat. One of them knows my every move. Knows when my alarm goes off and if I hit snooze he'll paw at my face or lick my cheek. When I get up because "boy get tf AWF OF ME", he waits in the bathroom because he knows that's my next stop. Then when I shoo him out because we are not doing that together, he goes to wait by the coffeemaker because he knows that's the NEXT stop.

I could gush about my boys all day so I'll spare you. As far as temperament, boys are superior so I've only had boy cats. Plus they're usually bigger and I like my pets GIGANTIC (its why I have a Maine Coon). Always wanted a great dane honestly.

[numberonetacostan]

btw luz and mic things

mic doesn't have a very good view of herself I don't think. So having this kid that looks up to her and follows her and tries her best to mirror her just like she does with her mom (taco) makes her emotional. Luz is a kid, an admittedly rather unaware of all the tension inside the hotel with taco in it. But despite everything taco puts on a brave face for her child, she is so afraid. But she is grateful that they have a better life like this. I love the thought of luz being what pushes tacomic to talk things out. I think mic doesn't forgive her right away but just like in canon she extends her some shred of kindness, and you bet she helps taco with luz when she is too tired to do anything. Sorry I love tacomic being moms they should kiss.

Hi Kiara!!!^^ Welcome back, and thank you for sending in an ask!!! :]

You are so right, Mic does have self-worth issues that she's working on!!! A little baby child that cherishes and idolizes her would make her feel good about herself, yeah!!! Mic shouting unintentionally, something we've seen she is chastised for and comes to feel bad about, would be something Luz finds so cool!!! She wants to be loud like Miss Microphone!!! And that would make Mic feel quite warm inside :). It would also make her think more about making up with Taco, since she hadn't met Luz prior to this. All Luz knew about Mic was from what Taco had told her, and what Taco had told her was clearly very positive. Luz holds Mic in high regard from the start because Taco came to hold her in high regard during their time together!!!!! That would so very push her to trying and talk things out with Taco!!!!! Also also, extra concern for Taco's wellbeing since they live in the same place. There's not much food on the island, but you better bet Luz eats full, healthy portions. Taco can live on what's left, even if she really shouldn't and it is so bad for her. And out of habit and general fear of being in the hotel, she'd keep this up even when they're out of the forest. Mic could help ease her into eating more <3. They should absolutely kiss!!!!! <3!!!!!

Putting this at the end- I read the other two asks you sent as clarifications on the previous one you'd sent about the smp, rather than actual asks, so I wasn't planning on answering them since I tend not to answer clarifications. But, if you did send them wanting an answer, please feel free to send them again!!

[thequasarwinds]

BTW out of curiosity, what do you think about the whole "Wooly killed Mr. Fox" theory/implication based on the official Amanda the Adventurer song's music video?

(thank you so much for the ask btw! I LOVE getting asks about my fandoms and AUs!!)

I actually really love that theory! As I think it’s even more evidence towards the whole “Wooly being forced into bad stuff by Hameln” thing! But not only that it also could be evidence towards how we personally interpret what those creature things are. I think I’ve seen some people theorize that the fox is supposed to represent Joanne possibly In general I’m a HUGE sucker for the “kind and gentle soul forced into doing something absolutely horrible (bonus points if they’re meek- extra bonus points if they’re a child)” trope

My twin is actually the main Wooly person and is itching to answer any Wooly questions so I’ll give the phone to them

(The following is my twin)

gonna tag myself real quick @seasonalmoss

anyways I like the theory! My thoughts are very disorganized rn so lemme just list some random stuff off, feel free to ask for specification and clarification!

So I personally think that the Mr fox stuff is more symbolic than anything? I don’t really think he himself actually did it? But I’m also not against the idea, and it makes sense. But so far there’s not much in the canon of the games themselves to imply that he did it, at the very least it wasn’t him alone who did it. But for the most part there isn’t enough evidence to suggest that he actually did it, and I like the thought! But I’m holding off on saying anything definite until we get further information. I do think however no matter what it is, it’s symbolism for who Wooly is as a character and how that effects how he is with traumatic events (I can definitely explain this because I’m actually not saying anything negative about him, it’s more sad if anything :( ) and more importantly how his monster works and how it works in tandem with how Amanda’s entity(s) works. (plural since I think there may be something more “possessing” Amanda then just her Monster, at the very least I think that her creature is just a small piece of a larger puzzle if that makes sense, this could also apply to Wooly?? But uh- that’s a whole other thing im not gonna get into it)

2. As my twin already said, even if it’s symbolic or not it’s proof on Wooly being forced to do awful things entirely against his will, and that says a whole lot about him, his relationship with Amanda, and Hameln as a whole.

3. In general the entire thing in my opinion proves many things, shows many things and it’s all entirely too sad :((

4. I would say a lot more but I’m trying really hard not to just go on entire side rant about that scene in the official music video and Wooly as a whole. I’m really bad at…. Not doing that? and trying to simply summarize my thoughts.

(Quasar now- just wanna say I generally agree with her- just assume anything one of us says is something the other thinks as well when it comes to theories)

[quackity1999]

[ OOC: hi folks :] wanted to swing by with a post abt blogs and such

i kinda struggle to manage lore that. happens outside of my blog thru multiple sources due to the fact my inbox tends to stay Busy™️.

in regards to people wanting to join in with canon blogs, i want to be polite when i say that it's .. gunna stress me out further. :(

nobody's fault, i am kinda picky w my lore (despite being about 85% accurate i Guess) and naturally bad at managing external sources and blogs, and having more other blogs popping up tends to make me worry about discrepancies with details and external plots and developments that i haven't "approved" of myself. it's why i keep to my own blog often as well </3 makes it a hell of a lot easier to manage things

from this point forward, i'm gunna have to (sadly) shut the door on people making More canon blogs for my blog— you can still send in cool anons, ofc :3 thats far easier !!! the actual dsmp failed to communicate and i do Nawt want that happening here (even on a far smaller scale LMAO)

i'm swamped with tryna write q as best as possible yet currently a bit too busy worrying to Actually write. so unless ive really set up stuff w you, i'll probably stick to my own anons / already set up blogs 2 interact with and such for the most part. big big sorry!! (feel free 2 ask for clarification on this btw)

i cherish u all bunches and i apologise if i come across mean or controlling, i just want rp to remain fun for my silly little brain. for the current ppl who have blogs as canon to my blog (still adjusting to that LOL) i also cherish u. thank u for being inspired !!! GRGRHRHRH CHEWIJG U ALL /POS ]

[sdv-rants]

Leave Shane alone :(

Thinking you should be able to "fix" him misses the entire point of his story. He's still recovering and probably always will be. People with serious mental health issues don't just randomly get better and turn their life around by getting married. Shane can be in love with the farmer and still struggle with his mental illness and relapses as an addict. People who don't struggle with this stuff constantly get mad that he can't just magically be fixed or get better. Have you considered that maybe his story just isn't for you

CW for mentions of mental health struggles and alcohol abuse

tl;dr ,, i dont at all think shane needs to just be magically fixed, i just would love to see more in his post-marriage story showing him sobering up and visibly changing a little in a positive way. i dont want him to immediately change and be “perfect”, nobody is perfect, i just think it would be really cool to visibly see changes in his character after marrying him.

(full rant under the cut)

actually after posting that rant made me think about this a whole lot more, and i dont like how i worded some things and i can totally understand and relate to him most likely always going through recovery, my only problem is i wish there was maybe more actual dialogue and story to build that if that makes sense?? but honestly i could say that about sooo many of the marriage candidates. now, maybe their story feels slightly unfinished so you can sort of fill in the blanks yourself, and i totally can understand that being the case.

i completely see where you’re coming from, and i don’t entirely like how i worded my last rant. i think i only said the things i did because with shanes story it kind of hits a little close to home, having a lot of people close to me who ive watched go through similar situations as this character, and i think i was just projecting a little bit.

as someone who also struggles with mental health and other forms of addiction not in the form of substance abuse, i think i also relate to shane a lot, and seeing him go through the things he does within his story, it sort of reminds me of myself and reminds me of how much i wish i could be “fixed” in a way.

i also dont at all think people who struggle with any sort of addictions or mental health problems should be “fixed” or need to be “fixed”, i was referring to how a lot of people quote “i can fix him” and phrases like that when talking about shane, i definitely shouldve worded everything much better though. i meant that in that position if you’re someone who thinks you can “fix” anyone, yeah, you cant. and people dont need to be fixed. i do think people who struggle with addiction can be given support to recover though, and i guess i just wish that was more prominent in shanes story. i suppose im projecting a bit of my own personal life onto his story, cuz i would love to see portrayed in his story him sobering up and there being more visible changes in his life and his character. obviously i dont think he should just immediately turn into the “perfect” man overnight, nobody is perfect and yes, he will always struggle with certain things, and thats okay. i hope i’ve clarified my viewpoint on his story a little better, but im very bad at putting my exact thoughts into the proper wording, so i do apologize for anything ive said that may be confusing, feel free to ask for clarification and i can try my best to explain. :)

thank you for the input btw anon!! shanes character is one id like to talk about more in a much more positive light too, but when i typed yesterdays rant i had just been thinking about his story a lot and what i personally wished it looked like post marriage, but obviously we all have our own opinions on how each characters story should’ve looked, and thats ok.

i personally kind of think all of the characters story should’ve looked different after marrying them, just because i feel like it feels sort of stagnant once married obviously. but yk this is a small indie game with a solo creator, i cant imagine how difficult it would be to flesh out these characters anymore LMAO, but thats why i like this community so much. i like seeing every individuals perspective on each character and their stories throughout the game.

sorry this rant was so long LMFAO and i also apologize for my first two rants being about shane (and not being in the most positive light). i’ll definitely try and talk about my thoughts on shane and his story more soon though, trying to look at all of the things i love about his story.

ive been typing for way too long so im ending this here LMFAO, please feel free to leave input or any other questions, feedback, etc etc

[theonly-parkourgod]

Woah, hey there!!!

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Hey, Evbo here! You know... being a Parkour God in Parkour Civilization can get reeeaalllyyy boring sometimes you know? Soo... while I was bored, I ended up finding this website! Pretty cool, right? I'm so excited to meet some of you guys you all seem really cool! Honestly I'm kinda confused, I don't really get how to use this which really sucks since I wish I did man. Anyyyways, feel free to ask me stuff!! I'm like.. 99% sure I'll reply!! I mean, hopefully

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(A/N: UHH HIIIIII YWAH I DINT REALLY KNOW WHAT IMDOING HELP ILL PROBABLY ADD MORE STUFF IF I FIGURR IT OUT... waiT CAN YOU EVEN EDIT BLOGS??? ANYWAYS UHM... THANK YOU AURELIUS FOR THE TAG GUIDE IDEA AAAUAGSHSHSHS THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YIU THANK YIU THANK YIU)

Rules/Extra info!!

Honestly... there is no rules!!! Go wild

But like... not too wild chat no NSFW pics and stuff but I tttthjnk that's common sense???

Feel free to do rps with me!!! I might take a bit to reply tho... sorry!!

^ actually overall I take a bit to reply BUT I reply to asks a bit earlier than rps or smt like that

I'll add more if you guys need clarification!!!

Owner info!!

Tag Guide!!

#☀︎︎ Evbo ramble - basically just Evbo rambling about uhh random shit idk I'll think about it

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#☀︎︎ Evbo answers - Evbo answers questions!1!1!1

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#☀︎︎ Roleplay - Self explanatory!! (...i think)

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#☀︎︎ Owner ramble - basically just me rambling about stuff heheheheh

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#☀︎︎ Owner writes - just me writing oneshots!!!

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#☀︎︎ Owner answers - I answer your guys asks!!!

Evbo headcanons!!!

This is subject to change btw hehehehehe

Before Evbo became Parkour God, he has this habit of saying "Why in Parkour God's name???" Or smt like that and it kinda just stayed with him even though he's Parkour God now soooo!1!1!1

Evbo is pansexual haahhshahahshahshahahahahahahhaa stares at pvpciv.

Evbo sometimes sneakingly takes off his boots

^ he secrets occasionally eats raw chicken when he does this

Evbo confuses his feelings for seawatt and emf as "friendship" feelings and like basically is in denial that he likes them

Okay so like this hc is more from aofi...I think soooo... basically like uh uh uh uh evbo since he's God whenever someone is like "oh my god!!11!1!!" Or "oh my evbo!1!1!!" Then like he can hear what they're thinking and like he can feel what they're feeling since technically those phases count as prayers ssssoooo