#flesh it out more

[reddamselette]

valgrace except leo accidentally told his mother that he’s dating someone and simultaneously came out to her in the same breath one night during dinner. she was teasing him, pinching his cheek and giving him looks as to why he’s spending so much time out of the house—she wasn’t complaining of course but she was very curious as any other mother is when her son is suddenly out and about.

and it would be a little something like:

Leo crossed his arms over his chest with a frown, his chest tight with the urge to laugh but the embarrassment was weighing him down. The tips of his ears burned and he huffed. “No, yeah, sure, guys. Just don’t even— don’t even, like, help or anything. It’s cool. I’m chilling.”

Piper wiped tears from her eyes, her cheeks ached and her stomach was sore as she was the first to come down from the high of laughter. She blew a deep breath, pressing her hand to her chest before she cleared her throat. She was desperately trying to bite back a giggle as she asked, “So— So what do you want us to do?”

“Help maybe.”

“That’s not— good gracious, I can’t breathe, wow—um, that’s not a valid answer and you know it,” Hazel said with a leveled look, a grin threatening to break out onto her lips and etch her features with smile lines.

“Why don’t you, I don’t know, ask someone to fake date you? I mean, it’s not ideal and there’s a lot to unpack with fake dating but I think as long as there’s no prior feelings, it should be fine.”

“Who would he ask? We’re not available and this ruse might have to go on for longer than a night.”

Leo groaned, throwing his arms up before he fell on his side and over Piper’s lap. His head rested on her thighs as he looked up at her and Hazel with big brown eyes regretting every decision he had made since learning how to make a choice. “I don’t even know why I said that! And I— you should’ve seen the look on her face when I corrected her by saying boyfriend. I’m dying, this is horrible. I hate everything. Tell Nico to prepare my funeral.”

“You said boyfriend? Why don’t you ask—“ Hazel began to say but Leo shook his head, waving his finger back and forth.

“Oh no, no, no. ¿Pienses que estoy loco? Annie would turn my nerves and veins into a tapestry and William would actually kill me and get away with it.”

Piper snorted, covering it up with a cough, pressing the back of her hand to her lips as she glanced away to compose and collect herself before she inhaled deeply. “What about Jason?”

Leo had sat up with such great speed, he almost toppled off the couch. He had the urge to offer Piper the biggest kiss known to mankind and he did. He pressed his lips to her cheek, cradling her head in his palms and pulled away with an audible smack. He winked at Hazel, picked up his belongings and nearly tripped over his own two feet as he stumbled out of Piper’s house and left the girls giggling behind.

He spent the rest of the day looking for the blond. Asking around and when he would come by, where he was or when was the last time they spoke to him almost frantically.

“Did he lose his head or something?” Nico asked, gesturing in Leo’s direction with an eyebrow raised and met the eyes of Frank and Reyna. But he only received shrugs in response and Nico dropped it, focusing on the cards in his hands and the poker faces of his opponents.

Leo only managed to catch Jason exiting a record store, walking side by side Thalia pulling on her leather jacket and Percy gliding along the sidewalk balancing on his skateboard.

He bent over panting, his hands on his knees as he stood in front of the trio breathless. He held up a finger, asking for a moment to catch his breath and push away the lingering spots of black in his vision and the dizziness swirling in his head like dying flames in the wind.

He swallowed and stood upright, his chest rising and falling slowly as his breathing regulated and he hadn’t spared a single look at the other two; his eyes were set on Jason and Jason alone.

Thalia and Percy’s gaze flickered between the two, shared a look with each other and had muttered obvious and poor excuses along the lines of: “I need to walk my fish,” and “My lamp needs to be charged,” before they parted ways with the blond and walked off in the same direction.

“Jacey, I need to ask you something and you would really save my life and possibly me from anymore embarrassment and if you disagree, I’m actually so positive I’ll, like, toss myself into a furnace or something.“

Jason chuckled and the sound of it carried in the atmosphere like a song Leo would play on repeat. “What do you need?”

In that moment, Leo realized and it caused his chest to tighten, his heart to stutter and skip a beat as jolts of electricity surged through his body listening to the words spill from Jason’s lips and tongue like it was honey.

He had prior feelings; so much of them, he almost exploded in a pitiful display of fireworks but he hid it easily.

Leo cleared his throat and tore his gaze away, glancing over to the streetlights and passing cars. The weight of Jason’s eyes on him was overwhelming. “I so obviously, uh, did something stupid. You know how it is and I was just, uh, you know, wondering if you can, um— pretend to be my boyfriend and meet my mother?”

“Okay.”

[thepositivefella]

I was rewatching Gideon Rises and that scene in which he taunts Dipper by saying he has no muscle nor brains to fight back by himself without the Journal's help really gets to me...

And you know what? Ignore Ford's biased by society's expectations on a 1960's man: Dipper's greatest strenght was NEVER his brains.

I mean, he's incredibly smart, there's no doubt. But Gravity Falls is not a place in which you can survive with that alone despite Gideon and Ford saying so.

Dipper's greatest strenght was always the same as Stan: it's how much he loves his family and how far he's willing to go for his sister.

That same love was what made him stand up to the weirdness in Gravity Falls and always find a way out countless times. It's the reason he could sacrifice things for Mabel again and again and never once feel like she was in debt. The reason he could rescue her from Bill's perfect prison in Mabeland and EVEN THE REASON FORD WAS STILL HERE FOR WEIRDMAGEDDON.

The only thing able to subdue Dipper's very naturally human fear of death was his love for his new great uncle.

On a parallel note, Ford's strenght was actually the same as Mabel all along. His love for the unconventional and ability to think outside the box.

The same episode Mabel meets her favorite magical creature and finds out they're an asshole we get the flashback of Ford experiencing the exact same thing.

[chalkrub]

smorkin

[waterthatsmoe]

Lab mishaps with heartshackle trio

[Read R -> L]

[noodles-and-tea]

twins in time continuation of that blue doodle comic thingy, but fidd is forced to take care of stan when Ford gets into the portal stuff, leaving him behind.

I reckon he teaches him math…

[galehowl]

gives my annual "most mishandled and ruined Star Wars villain" reward

[hinamie]

i'm exactly as normal about him as I thought I'd be

[keystrokecascade]

character idea: girl mecha pilot who gets dysphoria from being human and spends as much time neural-linked into the mech as possible because that body feels more like her than the flesh does.

mechs are expensive so maybe the only way she can possibly get regular access to one is to put herself in debt to a mercenary corps, running disposable missions until she can pay her junk-tier mech off.

sleeping in her mech to spend as little time out of it until she starts dreaming of static. wearing long sleeves to try and stop herself from picking at the squishy human flesh on her arms. it doesnt work.

maybe neural-links are dangerous for the feedback they provide to the pilot, with few risking to install them. maybe they dont usually provide sensation, but she disables the safety measures because its the only way she can feel alive.

[disastersareajoy]

Pussy Drunk Thomas Hewitt - Drabble

Thomas Hewitt x FEM!Reader

Tags: established relationship, cunnilingus, forced orgasms, talk of bruises, wet and messy, squirting, dacryphilia, overstimulation

Word count: 1.1k

fucking obsessed with the idea of Thomas getting absolutely, down bad, pussy-drunk as soon as he gets a taste

like his virgin-ass being too afraid of hurting you to fuck you at first and getting on his knees for you. he gets a taste, kind of pulls back and licks his lips and you can see his pupils dilate and his eyes fucking glaze over and he just falls face first into your pussy

sloppy, wet, spit slick, hungry oral from that man. his teeth bump into you in all the right ways sometimes. one moment he's whimpering into you and the next he's grumbling and trying to get his tongue deeper and deeper into you to taste more

and it does not matter to him when you beg for him to slow down and how you can't cum anymore. because you keep dripping on his face and tongue and making wonderful noises and you just taste so fucking good, how could he stop??

his arms wrap around your thighs and he holds onto them hard and firm and keeps you pulled close to his face. you can feel that it's gonna bruise and you're going to cherish those bruises for days

he doesn't even notice how hard he's gripping you because he's trying to get all of his senses filled with you. he tastes, smells and feels nothing but you. the only thing his ears can focus on are your moans and whimpers. his hands massage your thighs periodically and when he opens his eyes it's just to look at your face, thrown back in pleasure. the only thing better is when you're looking down at him with tears in your eyes, still moaning for him

Tommy is completely drunk off your taste. he loves the feeling of your pussy on his tongue and he loves the little whining groan you let out when he sucks on your clit

now, when he keeps going and going and your hand in his hair trying to push him away finally falls to your side, he doesn't even realize what he's doing next. it's all out of instinct when his hands readjust so his arms stay wrapped around your thighs but his thumbs are spreading open your folds. that's when he really loses it

because he can get his tongue even deeper like that. he can bury it inside you and find the spot that makes you drip a little more and that makes you moan all broken and needy. once he finds it he abuses the fuck out of it. keeps licking over it, poking at it with his tongue and savoring every drop of you that spills into his mouth

and then. his holy grail. you grab his hair again and moan louder. you're sobbing and begging him to slow down because it feels different this time. he doesn't listen of course. all he knows is you're about to do that thing again where he can feel your pussy flutter and twitch and your thighs squeeze around him and your moans get all whimpery

he keeps going until your hips lift up into him. he stays attached to your pussy and keeps doing what he's doing, knowing he can't stop. needs to keep going to get you to do that thing

suddenly you gasp and go completely quiet. then you moan so loud it's almost a scream. a sobbing sort of thing that's absolutely gorgeous to him. on top of that your hips start wildly shaking along with your legs and your pleasure starts gushing out of you

Tommy moans into your juices and gets closer if that's even possible at that point. he shakes his head so he rubs over your clit side to side while he keeps his tongue abusing that spot inside you. and fuck does he get drenched. he swallows down as much as he can of you and whimpers into it. anything he can't get, drips down his face and drenches his shirt and lap

once you come down you realize he's still going and you can't handle it anymore. you start crying more and weakly kicking your legs out which finally makes Tommy look up. he sees your devastated face and while he thinks the sweat mixed with tears and drool, as well as the tortured pleasure in your eyes is a heavenly sight, he listens to your weak pleas

he finally pulls away and you sigh in relief. Tommy stays away from your pussy (as much as he hates it) and spends his time licking your thighs clean. just a minute away from your pussy makes him whimper and look up at you pleadingly. your legs are still shaking and you shake your head at him

so Tommy whines and starts biting your thighs instead, getting closer and closer to your pussy until he's mouthing right next to it. you're shaking and sweating and still losing a coupe tears when he licks flat over your clit once. then your back arches and you gasp, trying not to make too loud a noise

you know if you moan he's gonna start again and you think he might actually kill you that time. he softly licks over your clit again, wraps his lips around it and you slap a hand over your mouth. but Tommy sees your lack of noise as a sign to keep going and starts sucking on your clit. when his teeth graze over it your hand whips away from your mouth to his hair and you yell out a moan that ends with a broken whine

immediately you know you're in for it. Tommy moans happily and grabs your thighs hard once more. he dives into you again and gets back to his sloppy, needy and enthusiastic pace without hesitation. all you can do is moan, whimper and whine as Tommy makes you see stars over and over again

he's obsessed with making you squirt on his face and listening to your whimpers as he tastes you. he loves the feeling of your heartbeat in your clit, pounding against his tongue

sometimes you can't get him off of your pussy until he's had at least a couple hours of his way with you. he's obsessed with your pussy and a single taste makes him entirely lose his mind. he'd do anything to fall to his knees in front of you

he would spend forever between your thighs if it was up to him

your pussy is his paradise and his salvation. every gush of your juices is a baptism of wonder. you are his goddess and he worships you at every turn

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[blanchebees]

Somewhere in the castle...

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[octylish]

Hi mom

[zevrra]

professor!viktor who is very strict in class. he’s no joke, all seriousness and sass; until it’s just the two of you. sitting back in his chair, red flush on his face, flustered as your hands grab at his thighs. he doesn’t speak as he stares at you. he just softly groans as your hands undo his belt.

you both knew that: this, whatever ‘this’ was, had to be the worst idea either of you have had before. did it stop you from undoing the front of his slacks? nope.

nothing would stop you from turning your diligent, focused professor into the bashful, whimpering mess only you got to see. when he doesn’t ask for it with words but with his eyes. when they ‘oh-so-longingly’ glance your direction with a look only you can understand. a small look that led you both to the here and now, with your hand wrapping around the base of his stiffening shaft, slowly stroking him off all with a smile. and you never say much, too afraid that if you speak it will break the spell he’s under, so you let your actions do all the talking for you. until your mouth is full of his cöck and his whines fall on your ears; while his fingers grip your hair and he mutters under his breath that it feels so good.

[roorreer]

Something something. Making Solas a liar in Veilguard actively brings back a problem they fixed working on Inquisition.

On December 20 2019 VGS posted an interview with Trick Weekes about their work on Solas. This whole sentence is a link so its large enough for mobile but also disclaimer this is before they changed their name so deadname warning.

Here's a transcription I found here which is where i took the screenshots above. Since I know not everyone has 40 minutes to listen to an online radio interview.

I however highlighted the main point since most of you are not reading the screenshots anyway but skimming through. Rant under Read-more. Also bc i try to not be too negative on people's dashs but also i wanna ramble some more.

"But he lied a lot more. And it really weakened his character."

You can tell this happened during the game. Solas lies only once within Inquisition. He says something he can't be vague about and you push him so he lies, badly. He usually tells the truth vaguely. Typically Solas lies no more than Blackwall.

I fully believe that if in Inquisition your inquisitor figured out that Solas was Fen’harel and asked him bluntly to his face he'd confess. He might even be impressed. But why would you ever start to think that. No one assumes that their coworker is actually Poseidon regardless of how much they love the beach and ocean.

He hides in your expectations.

You can't ask him about being an ancient elf or being Fen'harel of myth because those aren't very probable. They're astronomically low to be truth within that universe. And outside, no one finished DA2 and went i wonder if one of our next companions is the Dread Wolf. Sera said, impossible things can't be surprises. He doesn't have to lie so when the truth comes out it's becomes obvious on a second playthrough.

They then actively bring back a problem they fixed in Inquisitions development. That they were open about fixing. That having a character that outright lies to you makes you have no intention of even hearing out the character. It retroactively undercuts Inquisition bc i see people trying to find Solas' lies in it when they aren't going to find any beyond the court intrigue.

It undercuts any lore we do get from Solas bc people dismiss it outright as being a lie from Mr "I abhor blood magic". I feel like shaking people's shoulders like no, dont do it.

They retconned him guys i have proof from 2019.

And its like if you hate Solas is this even satisfying? Like that's not Solas. His motivations are gone (that's a whole other post) and so is his core personality trait. It's like they went here's the Dreadwolf but during the ten years they replaced the smug asshole who was insufferably right with a 20 yo senior chihuahua that doesnt have any teeth.

My favorite villains are those that tell the truth. Because nothing hurts more than the truth. Can you imagine if he told you the truth. If he told you horrible things that you dismissed as lies to only be true. Wouldn't Varric’s death have more weight if he told you Varric was dead only for you - for everyone - to see him in the Lighthouse. If it was a spirit who took his shape to help you or even because it saw something worth reflecting in your memories.

So you dismiss him until it's revealed near the end oh he was telling the truth and you have an oh shit maybe he was right about other things but its too late to try and stop any of the truths he told you which could be from allies/companions betraying to stuff about Ghilan'nain and Elgarnan.

Like the only way to redeem Solas was to listen to him and by going out of your way to address problems he sees and you can find the alternative to tearing down the Veil by a series a little puzzle pieces throughout the game.

Have it be he will only listen to you if you listen to him. That he'll reject your other solution bc why the hell would he trust you if you couldnt extend the same.

Like Solas couldve been a great villian and he should've been great for both the haters and those that liked him. Not only the romance but for those who became his friend. Like i keep coming back to if i hated Solas would i be satisfied with Veilguard.

And the answer is no because that isnt Solas.

Tricking him has no weight bc he's an idiot in Veilguard like not even in the ending bc doesn't notice you switch the dagger around like right in front of him but none of his actions make sense. Ppl have mentioned the regret prison makes no sense for Elgarnan and Ghilan'nain bc they don't have regrets.

Attacking Solas has no weight because he literally needs the shit kicked out of him by a dragon for it to even begin to work. They literally need him to be at deaths door before its realistic that Rook could take him in a fight.

Redeem has no weight bc of the massive retcons to his motivations. They had to retcon the post credits scene bc even if Flemythal went hey i don't want you to do this Dai Solas wouldve went okay but that doesnt solve my other problems with the veil including the corruption of spirits and the fact its in literal shambles so i guess is still coming down.

I'm just disappointed. By the end of Trespasser they had a great villian and they just tossed it to the side and reverted him and people are arguing about a character who's sole defining trait in Veilguard is a problem they solved before Inquisition launched.

Basically we can sum it up with a screenshot.

[soldrawss]

Some more human turts+Gio because I AM in fact mentally unwell about them. May never actually recover.

The archer au belongs to @goodlucktai

[noodles-and-tea]

For the twins in time AU, I genuinely wonder what kind of people the young twins grow up into because of Stan’s/Ford’s influence. Especially if it takes years for the portal to get fixed.

(Sorry if it seems like I already sent this question, I don’t know if it got sent the first time I asked)

I haven’t fully fleshed out how Ford grows up in the past but I do have thoughts on Stan presently

[magic-worms]

so like i did not expect at all for my tf2 baboon post to get so popular or to see a ton of new followers from it. but that’s what happened. i can’t believe you guys like isa so much

you like her?? my little baby monkey?? my seven year old sweet little baby typing monkey??? well you’re in luck because i like her too and i haven’t been able to stop drawing her. here’s some family doodles

+ a couple scoutlings ^_^