#for: rye

[o-sachi]

─── A Letter for @ryescapades ✦

If you have received this, it means you signed up for Sachi's Selfship Event !

HI RYE. We're new moots, but I hope we can become closer and gush over fictional men together. I'm counting on you to help me build the TouAnki fandom here... jk. Unless?

✉️ Attachment: ABCs with Rin Itoshi

[A] Affection He's a bit emotionally constipated, so you have to be patient with him on this. His show of affection starts a bit odd. He knows you're a tease and normally, he'd be so pissy about it. But with you, he becomes so lenient over it. You can tease him and he'll simply stare at you (rarely does this ever happen but he actually teases you back—NOT AN INSULT—but a proper playful jab). Eventually though, he'll begin showing his affection by spending most of his time around you. You don't have to be doing anything or talking about anything—just the two of you existing near each other.

He also likes pinching your cheeks whenever you get too "annoying." (hidden cuteness agression, he's just a big liar yk).

[E] Early Relationship He's gonna be closed off at first, so a lot of the heavy lifting will be done by you. But don't fret, he notices your efforts. Little by little, his walls will start to crumble. Rin especially likes how you're gentle with him—how you're especially patient with him. Early on in your relationship, you two frequented bookshops as a date. He'd often buy you books, but before he gives them to you—he would slip in a small piece of paper containing his thoughts on your date (how he had fun, how pretty you looked, stuff like that). It was his way of telling you his feelings without being too direct (because he would probably faint).

[F] Fights There are moments when your moods don't match and it leads to a disaster. Sometimes you feel extra sensitive and not so understanding of his bluntness. So, if you ever end up asking him for a favor or something along those lines and he happens to be in a bad mood as well—he might answer a bit harshly. Then... it just blows up from there. Tensions become high and emotions get carried away (he has a tendency to increase his volume if he's extra stressed). You're usually the one who says sorry first, but he's the one who puts in more effort to make it up to you (cuddles).

[J] Jealousy You're quite secure with him. No problem at all. Rin, however... let's just say... he's a bit territorial. He won't tell you how to act or how to dress. Of course not. He won't stop you from being you. Rin will only go after whoever or whatever it is that's trying to snake you away from him (not that you'd let that happen but yk). You might have to step in, or better yet, stop him completely. He has no restraint sometimes. Like... he can get so overstrung that the only thing that can calm him down is you.

You did mention liking another player in the Bllk program once and he gave you a dirty look...

[K] Kisses He discovers with you that he likes eskimo kisses (kisses on the tip of the nose). You asked him to lean down and he thought it was going to be a plain ol' kiss on the lips. His face when you went for a peck on his lil nose was priceless. It had him flustered more than a normal kiss. Now, he asks for that kind of kiss specifically. Also, he either goes in for a peck or a full-on make out session. There's no in between. Like, hey, we know what that tongue do—

[Bonk! Horny jail :(]

[N] Nicknames He HATES petnames. He'd always call you by your name or a shortened version of it. But he realizes eventually that maybe he does need to call you something that only HE can call you. So he thinks of a silly name that fits... something like "Pouty" 'cuz of your chubby cheeks and because you pout at him all the time (because he's a meanie). It takes a while for it to sink in that it's also considered a petname, but let him live. At least it's not something corny as baby. But you call him that to annoy him. Then, he gets used to it. Now he's stuck with it lol.

[R] Rituals You're both relatively introverted. You like napping. He's always exhausted. Soooo you find yourselves in the middle of the afternoon taking a nap together. It's a ritual because whenever you're together and it's prime napping time (say, 2 o' clock), either one of you will drag the other to sleep because—again—it's "nap time". The other one fluffs up the pillows and the other lays the blanket. It's like almost funny how systematic y'all are when it comes to it.

[T] Time Apart If it's for a short period of time, then it's mostly you missing him. He's pretty independent and when he's absorbed in something—he can fend off the feelings of loneliness. HOWEVER, when it's taking forever (especially when he's whisked away to another country for a match), he will be the one missing you like crazy. He can only endure so much, y'know? His texts start sounding needier. And the once hater of phone calls will start asking you to FACETIME him??? He turns into a different person when he's been away from you for so long.

[X] XOXO His little love for you is memorizing all the boba flavors you like even if it's a complicated order. He can recite the whole thing perfectly, trust. He'll surprise you with it whenever he drops by your place. Of course, he makes sure to buy food to go with it to. He wasn't much of a boba lover at first, but you opened up his eyes to a new world.

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[ryebreadedd]

my horrible animals

[ryebreadlord]

[mathpope]

polistes exclamans x pogonomyrmex barbatus 👭🐜🤝🐝 (there is no wasp emoji)

[ryemiffie]

Guys.. Stan canonically writes fanfiction, presumably posting it to ao3.. I bet that man has got the ultimate author's curse notes

"Sorry I'm late to update guys! Got arrested by the federal government for stealing materials from them to rebuild an interdimensional portal to save my long lost twin brother! But hopefully things will be more consistent now that I'm done saving him!"

"My bad for this being so rushed, currently living through the literal apacolypse!"

"Didn't mean for this too take so long y'all, had to reread the whole fic to refresh my memory after getting my brain wiped to kill the demon who used to date my brother, y'all know how it is!"

[grendel-menz]

another fake cover

[oldshowbiz]

A Collection of Claptrap

[scarlethood]

hey everyone knows that canonically jason did not ask bruce to kill the joker right? we all know that 'jason asks bruce to kill joker for him' is fanon right? we all know that jason said 'i am going to kill the joker, batman will have to kill me to stop me' right? we all understand that vengeance against the joker is something that jason is ready to do himself but he needs bruce 'a father's righteous vengeance is to kill his child's murderer' wayne to stand witness to his failure but not necessarily participate in breaking his one rule right? we all get that when talking about utrh and saying batman had to choose it's about action- killing jason or inaction- not saving joker right? we know batman killing joker wasn't a presented option even though he interpreted it that way right?

[ryescapades]

*ੈ‧₊༺ SANDY BEACHES AND SINFUL BLISS.

characters: itoshi sae (bllk) x afab!reader contents: nsfw mdni !! explicit, unprotected p in v, fingering, semi-public, implied masturbation, anal/double pen. (use of a toy), hickeys, backshots, blindfolds, dirty talk, petnames (amor, baby, babe, love), established rs, sae takes a pic of u (lmk if there's more ..) wc ~ 2.2k

a/n: a generalized version of another secret santa entry !!

Spain's beaches are always a sight to behold, no matter the time of day.

The sun has long disappeared into the horizon, the sky now pitch black with only the night lights from the festivities a few metres away illuminating the area. The balcony you’re currently lounging on is two-storey high, the sound of joyful chatters and laughter filling your ears as a cool draught of air softly whips over the tresses of your hair.

Leaning against the railing as your eyes remain locked on the waves gently lapping up the shore, you tuck a loose strand behind your ear and reminisce about the times you’d spent in other wonderful places such as this, most of the time courtesy of your boyfriend.

Sae, the ever-so-nonchalant man that he is, rarely says it outright, but you know he loves having you around, loves having you close and within his reach, loves knowing you’re there waiting for him after each grueling day. Why else would he always have two tickets ready whenever he has an away game if not to bring you along on his trip? Why else would he book an entire beach house instead of staying at the hotel like the rest of his teammates?

Sure, the hours when he’s away for practice would feel a little lonely at times, but that’s the more reason for you to anticipate his return, for the reward he’d been saving for you at the end of the day will only grow sweeter.

Life with Sae can be gradual and relaxed, yet thrilling in the way that he would try to explore anything and everything with you, if only you’d so much as ask for it.

Life with him makes you feel… full. In more ways than one.

The sound of the door unlocking catches your attention, and the soft pitter patter of footsteps that follow only sends a rush of excitement through you. Soon enough, a pair of rough hands settle on your hips, a strong chest leaning against the span of your back.

“Have you been good, amor?” Your boyfriend whispers in your ear, his breath brushing against your skin almost in a seductive way. No ‘hi, hello, how’s your day?’ and whatnot. He gets straight to the point, as always.

That’s your man alright.

The corner of your lips curls upwards. “Hello to you too, handsome. What can I help you with today?” You cheekily ask.

The redhead scoffs, though in a lighthearted way. “You could help me with many things, love. How about we start with answering my question first, hm?” He says, causing you to playfully pout at his response, “Well, what do you think?”

Sae’s hands start to slowly move up and down on the side of your waist, warmth seeping from his touch through your clothes. A meek gesture, giving and nearly domestic in a way if not for the promise of his next words.

“If I tell you what I think, you wouldn’t be able to properly stand in the next few minutes, amor.” He murmurs, hands drifting lower beneath the shirt you’re wearing before his fingers firmly spreads your asscheeks.

A gasp is pulled out of your mouth, the buttplug you’d been keeping inside you accidentally dragging against your ribbed walls from his ministrations.

Oops, he already figured it out, hasn’t he?

You were supposed to stay good. Keep the plug nice and warm inside your hole, no touching nor masturbation whatsoever until he gets back. But how could you not?

When Sae kept sending you those godforsaken thirst traps from his gym and practice sessions? The way his sinewy muscles stretched oh so deliciously against the fabric of his sweat-soaked shirt, the way his thick veiny thighs were bulging after the rigorous workout, and the freaking post-session shower?

You should’ve been considered a saint for the only thing you did was get yourself off one time the whole day with your fingers.

“Can’t blame a girl for having such wild fantasies,” you huff, feeling his fingers dipping into the heat between your thighs. With the lack of underwear on your side, Sae lowly hums when he makes contact with your slick, sounding both pleased at himself and dissatisfied with your answer.

“Well, would you look at that… you’re still dripping wet. This all from the pics I sent you?” Your eyebrows pinch together, trying to come up with a sarcastic remark as you eye the people who are walking by in the distance.

“I –“

“Fingers or tongue?” Sae cuts you off, catching you off guard. “W-wait – here?” You ask as you finally turn to look at him. His auburn hair softly blows with the night wind much like your own, and Sae tentatively reaches up to bring the thick locks over to one of your shoulders. His lidded teal eyes gauge yours with a perfectly raised eyebrow as if in challenge.

You’re not one to say no to any of his advances, of course. After all, you’re just as freaky insatiable as he is, if not more.

Seeing an answer enough from the relaxed expression on your face, Sae decides for you. “My fingers it is then.”

Almost immediately, he plunges two digits into your sopping cunt, causing you to let out a surprised squeal. Gripping hard on the railing, your body starts squirming as he straight away sets a quick pace.

“Oh shit, Sae–“ Your breath trembles with each thrust of his thick fingers, more of your juices trickling down the inside of your thighs.

He doesn’t let up his speed. If anything, it only seems like he’s going faster with how much louder the gushing sound of your pussy can be heard. Your back bows slightly over the railing from how hard he’s going, though you don’t stay there long before you swivel your head back again, hand fisting at the collar of his crisp white shirt to roughly pull him down into a kiss.

Your little growl mixes with his grunt as your lips and teeth clash in a fiery dance. Your legs are on the verge of trembling, and you’re so so close to coming on his magical fingers.

Your boyfriend has always enjoyed seeing you unravel before him, enjoyed seeing you come undone so quickly even when he’s not using his dick to fuck you silly. You’re so pliant, so malleable under his touch, and yet you still got that fire in you to somehow fight him back.

You’re an insufferable brat, but you’re his insufferable brat. One whose pussy that he loves making a mess of.

At this point you don’t even care about the mass of passerby who could probably see you even from that far away. They can watch for all you care. In this moment, only you and Sae and the earth-shattering orgasms he’s gracing you with exist in this world.

(Though you’re a bit glad the house he rented isn’t smacked right on the centre of the beach where lots of people will see if that was ever the case.)

“Come on, baby. Give me one before I have to fuck you dumb on my cock,” he mumbles. “Or do you need someone below to see how slutty you look right now, hm?” His other hand moves to the buttplug, slowly pushing it deeper inside your ass.

If it wasn’t in your stomach already, then it certainly is now.

You don’t bother giving him an answer because soon enough, you’re coming all over his hand with a whiny moan, your slick running down his wrist like rich honey.

Sae pulls his fingers out with a few last taps on your sticky clit, casually sucking and licking your cum off the digits before planting a kiss on the side of your head. “Good girl.”

True to his words, your legs feel like jelly from how hard he was going as you lean all your weight back against his body for support. Taking note of this, Sae spins you around before lifting you into his arms, walking you both to the bedroom just adjacent to the balcony.

All the while he’s carrying you inside, you mouth at the exposed skin of his neck, occasionally sucking and biting until the fair canvas turns raw and red from your teeth. He can reprimand (or punish) you later for giving him such visible hickeys where other people might notice. For now, you decide it’s best to indulge yourself first.

Sae sets you down onto the bed before he reaches down to pull his shirt over his head, helping you get your clothes off as well right after. “Turn around, amor. Let me see,” he instructs.

You know exactly what he means, and with a teasing smile thrown his way, you maneuver yourself to settle on your elbows and knees.

Your inner thighs are still coated with a light sheen of your arousal, wet and shiny under the dim light of the room. Using both his thumbs to soil the wetness further on your skin so near to your core, he takes in the way your cunt clenches around nothing as the plug sits cutely in your other hole. Without waiting any second longer, Sae unbuckles his belt to push his pants and boxers off, pumping himself a few times before guiding the tip against your tight entrance.

Your immense slick makes it so much easier for him to slide home, so warm and wet and tight around his cock. He lets out a low groan as your walls envelope him as easily as a sleeve, your pleased moan singing in his ears like a dirty melody.

Very much filled to the brim, both of your holes are so stretched out until there are tears clinging to your lashes.

“Fuck, stay right there, baby.” He bites down on his lips, hips stilling after bottoming out before reaching over to the nightstand, the movement causing his blunt head to involuntarily nudge against your cervix. Sae curses just as you keen at the contact, his hand grabbing the tie he’d left haphazardly after leaving the press event yesterday.

Breath hitching at the sight of the fabric in his hand, you let out a breathless chuckle as your cheek presses on the bed. “You wanna tie me up, babe?” You drawl teasingly, already half-drunk from the feeling of his cock filling you up.

A hint of a smirk appears on the midfielder’s lips. “In a way,” he replies. You’re about to ask what he means by that when he leans towards you, pulling the tie over your eyes instead, hiding away the hues he adores so much. “Oh,”

The grin on his face grows wider now that your sense of sight has been stripped away as he neatly knots the tie behind your head. “Yeah, oh.”

“Now hold on tight, would you?” That’s all the warning you get before he begins pistoning his hips against yours in a fervor, eliciting a choked moan out of your parted lips.

“O-oh, god - fuck!” The pleasure is intensified, zaps of electricity creeping up the back of your spine and piling over tenfold as the lack of vision only makes everything feels more sensitive and raw, amplified. “That’s it. Take my cock, amor.” His cock continues to drill into you, your cries and whimpers of his name and his deep grunts bouncing off the walls of the room.

Ass jiggling and drenched pussy lips stretching around his girth every time he plunges in, Sae has never seen such a staggeringly addicting sight in all his life.

He makes good use of the buttplug by shallowly moving it in and out, the dual stimulation making you bury your face into the comforter as you muffle your scream.

He can feel you clamping down on him, squeezing him so tightly that he swears he could see stars behind his lids. With both of you now close to reaching that peak, his pace only increases albeit becoming a little sloppier.

A few bruising thrusts later and you’re sent over the edge, your climax coursing over you like a tidal wave. Your pleasured cries become the final push that Sae needed before he quickly pulls out, roughly stroking himself using your cum until his own shoots out in thick ropes of white onto the globes of your ass.

He groans, a low throaty sound of satisfaction rumbling from his chest as he stares at the mess he left on your skin. Grabbing his phone that had dropped onto the bed sometime prior, he takes a quick snap before reaching over to slip the blindfold off.

Your eyes blink at the sudden brightness, thighs shaking and body spent as your top half remains laid on the bed. “Sae…? Did you just take a picture?” You ask out of curiosity from the brief sound you’d heard.

He gently pulls out the plug, rubbing at the sore skin when you let out a little yelp before he wipes his cum off your ass, smearing them right on your pussy instead. He then gives you a non-committal hum, “Yes. Now lay down properly. I’m not finished.”

Much to both of your delight, he’s not even close to being done with you. Hasn’t scratched the surface of what he had planned for you, even. Not now, not anytime soon.

You’re in for a long night ahead.

character development but it's just rye writing (lots of and more detailed) smut

©🅁🅈🄴🅂🄲🄰🄿🄰🄳🄴🅂. do not steal, translate or repost my work anywhere else !

[averagesawfan]

I love whenever psych refrences old episodes like oh yeah, Shawn & Gus did like actually uncover a huge dinosaur head, and yeah I guess Shawn was in that one super popular telenovela and remember that one time Gus was a model yeaaah, he still uses that scalp oil btw

[goodoldfashionedloverboylance]

I feel like we don't talk enough about the fact that Lance was top of his class as a cargo pilot. like everyone is so quick to demean Lance's intelligence because he's surrounded by the dictionary definition of geniuses in their own fields, but his line "fighter pilot, thanks to you washing out" to Keith means he was TOP RANK NUMBER ONE as a cargo pilot.

Lance is consistently infantilized and bullied for being a jack of all trades. his focus is spread, and even so he excels at what he sets his mind to. He, with little to no real gun or hand-to-hand combat training, becomes the team's designated sharpshooter. he also unlocks an altean broadsword , the only paladin to unlock multiple classes of weapons.

But he is the brunt of so many jokes because he's an empathetic, selfless, charismatic guy and a good friend BEFORE he's a genius. And honestly, i do believe whole heartedly that he is a genius, his focus is just so spread that he isn't a prodigy like his team members.

I love you Lance McClain.

[ryebreadedd]

wooooaaaoooaaahhhooohh story of undertale

[vaguely-concerned]

rook falling asleep on the red couch in the lighthouse dining room while lucanis is making dinner....... they were helping out by keeping him company and peeling and chopping potatoes for a while there but then the potatoes are done and the room is so safe and warm and smells like coffee and good food and lucanis is trying to explain something to spite and his voice is low and soft and good to listen to and rook's eyes only slip closed for a moment. they'll get up to save the world again or whatever in a second just. one moment. while the world is warm and kind. and then they're being shaken gently awake an hour later because it's time to eat and everyone's starting to drift hopefully dinner-wards

[filmreel]

LITTLE FOREST ‘리틀 포레스트’ dir. Yim Soon-rye

[devnmon]

after seeing these today i’m a bloodweave truther

[smallpapers]

“He can wrestle,” I tell Haymitch. “He came in second in our school competition last year, only after his brother.”

-

I hear Peeta’s voice in my head. She has no idea. The effect she can have. Obviously meant to demean me. Right? But a tiny part of me wonders if this was a compliment. That he meant I was appealing in some way. It’s weird, how much he’s noticed me. Like the attention he’s paid to my hunting. And apparently, I have not been as oblivious to him as I imagined, either. The flour. The wrestling. I have kept track of the boy with the bread.