#hell yeah this animation is so fluid

[angelicpoison12]

fucking the rockstar ⋆｡°⋆

Adam fucks a cute groupie~

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tags: Adam being Adam, rockstar!Adam, groupie!reader, top!Adam, bottom!reader, fucking in the back of the tour bus, spit play, face sitting, doggystyle, rough sex, (mild) breeding kink, AFAB reader, gn!reader, no condoms, spit as lube, piercing kink, Adam's an animal ya'll have fun <3

NSFW, 18+ ✦

you can't even remember what the Hell got you in this situation.

you had the lead man of the band The Exorcists underneath you, his stubble scratching your folds, large hands gripping your thighs, holding you firmly as his tongue lapped at your soaked cunt. and fuck, you couldn't get enough. this had only been going on for two minutes or so, and you were already close to the edge. you ran your fingers through his hair affectionately, grinding your hips down onto his mouth, making you whimper, "Adam.. fuck, oh God," you whimpered. all he could do was smirk up at you, dragging his tongue over your swollen clit, the metal barbel of his tongue piercing making a chill run up your spine. a hand came up to cup your chest, and his eyes closed, a gentle hum leaving his lips. "you taste so fuckin' good, Sinner. like a goddamn dream,"

even though it was a nickname used for his fans all the time, it still made butterflies erupt in your belly when it rolled off of his lips. your humping got heavier, making Adam's tongue go into a frenzy. he wanted you so bad. he was so used to just quickies, making sure he got off first, leaving whoever he was pumping into in the dust. surprisingly though, this felt different. he wasn't one to get sappy or feel his heart get convulsions when he was fucking some whore in the back of his tour bus, but fuck, he got those with you. i mean, it wasn't everyday he let someone sit on his face, okay? you were pretty special to say the least.

"fuck, Adam, i-i'm gonna cummm!" the words were a little slurred. you swore you were getting drunk off of Adam's ministrations, and it seemed to be the same for the man below you, except with the taste of your entrance. he hummed eagerly, burying his face impossibly deeper inside of you, his tongue curling inside of you. both hands went back to digging into your plush thighs, black fingernails digging into the skin, making red crescent moons come up.

you cried out as you came, feeling yourself squeeze around his slippery tongue. he growled under you, cleaning you up from your release. Adam pushed you off, letting you land with a soft thud onto your back, hitting the mattress of his bunkbed. "oh, i'm far from done with you, bitch." Adam said with a chuckle. he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. he undid his white studded belt, discarding his black t-shirt, which was wet from a mix of saliva and your fluids. "Adam.. 'm still really sensitive," you whined, feeling him hoist your legs over his thick hips. he quirked a brow at you and mockingly retorted, "too sensitive, hm? c'mere, Sinner,"

yeah, it was a little dumb. he didn't even know your name, yet he's had his tongue inside you, and now he's about to rearrange your guts. you'd heard a rumor that he was packing, and now you were about to find out. like a naive puppy, you lifted your body, feeling Adam's hands hold your shoulders. one hand came up, wordlessly lifting your chin. he hooked a thumb onto your lower lip, making you open your mouth.

he fucking spat in your mouth.

you coughed a little at the impact, feeling the slippery, foamy fluid in your gullet. it didn't taste like anything. it was like your own saliva, actually. you swallowed obediently, and you felt Adam's cock twitch in his pants at the sight. "fuck, that's a good sinner," he groaned, kissing your cheek, then your lips. you mewled into the kiss, your eyes slipping shut.

Adam flipped you, your tummy on the bed, hands and knees flat against the blanket. you felt the head of his cock against your entrance, and you looked back-oh yeah, he was fucking huge. a good six inches in length, a hell of a girth on that monster as well-but what caught your eye was something that glittered. did this fucker have his dick pierced? Adam noticed you staring and he smirked, tapping his tip on your butt. "yeah, got it done a few months ago. pretty cool, huh?" it was a prince albert piercing. you bit your lip, about to make some smartass comment, but whimpered when he rubbed his pierced cockhead against your swollen clit.

"yeah, feels good, doesn't it baby?" Adam asked, his voice teasing. all you could do was whine and press back against Adam, just aching to have him inside of you already. "aw, someone a desperate Sinner?" Adam cooed. you grabbed his pillow, burying your face into it as you grunted, "just shut up and fuck me..!" "mm, good Sinner," Adam purred, pushing himself all the way inside of you in one go.

"fuck!" you cried out, your back arching into Adam's pudgy gut. he groaned and held your hips with an iron-like grip, growling into your ear. "fuck.. you're so fucking tight, Sinner. you don't take a cock this big often, do ya?" Adam asked, snickering. he didn't even give you time to respond, starting to slam in and out of you. it didn't even hurt, it was just a small stretch at first. fuck, Adam's words were making you feel like you were on fire. you felt the head of his cock press against your walls, the piercing adding to the sensory journey of it all. "fuck! yes!" you moaned. you reached to grab the sheets, only for Adam's hand to snake up, trapping your hand in the sheets. this was your dream; getting fucked like some throwaway in the back of someone's tour bus.

by the way Adam was huffing, the erratic pace of his hips, his grip tightening on you-you knew he was getting close. "Adam, pull out," you panted. Adam full-blown laughed at your comment, his thrusts slowing. "mm, nah, babe, i don't think i will." he said with a menacing chuckle.

you whipped your head back to look at him, eyes wide with confusion. "i said to pull out, fucker! i didn't ask for you to!" you barked, getting cut off with a moan when his tip rubbed into your g-spot. Adam let out a huff of annoyance but did as you requested, pulling out. he stroked himself, moaning lowly as he came in hot spurts all over your butt. Adam hummed, rubbing his tip all over his release on your rump, making you groan in embarrassment. "you're gross.." you whined, making Adam let out a boisterous laugh. "aw, c'mon Sinner, i think it's cute. now clean off my cock with that pretty little mouth of yours, yeah?"

his request was too sweet to turn down. you knew you were going to be in this tour bus for a while. you should've texted your friends now that you thought about it, but hey, there's no thinking when it comes to The Original Dick.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

my sweet snowflake buddies! (i hope the first one in particular enjoys this teehee)

@6esiree , @sluxh-xo

[kaythefloppa]

Wild Kratts - Salmander Streaming - Thoughts

Spoilers!!

I've a good feeling that this isn't actually a clip from a movie, but just something the animators whipped up. The fact that the animals running are in blue and green gives me the impression.

But also, the characters being able to stream movies makes me feel old.

If I had a nickel for every time a red squirrel fucked up high tech structure in this show, I'd have 2 nickels.

Also, how efficient are the tellurium crystals (which we saw earlier in the season premiere) are, if shit like THIS can render the turtle ship's power efficient??

Roll credits!

Also, this is the first of MANY moments in the episode that made me laugh unironically.

Martin, that is a fucking exoskeleton. I don't think I have to explain why that is incredibly gross (although it does make for an efficient boat).

Also, random fact: The largest crayfish on the planet has weighed up to 11 pounds. That's huge!

This is another thing about the episode that regularly comes up (and that many people have noticed). The animation is suprisingly fluid. I mean, not surprisingly, there were new riggers on board for the show, which likely explains why it took nearly 2 years for the new season to drop, but still. Screenshots alone do not do several scenes or shots (this included) justice when talking about how eye-catching or interesting the animation is.

I did not know that some salamander species were cannibalistic! This show always manages to teach me new things every day, even at the age of 18.

Am I the only one who is the tiniest bit miffed when they call it "the human fish" and not "the olm." I get that it's a nickname like "Wolf Hawks" but, it's not the only name. 😭😭

I feel like this is yet another moment where I should needlessly harp into the "lore" of Wild Kratts. Because she describes the suit as "universal" and as we see in the episode, the Salamander Power Suit can be reactivated based on species. So why didn't she do this with the Spider, or Wolf Suit. I'm 100% looking too much into this, but just saying.

Also, I really hope that a Universal Salamander Power Suit implies that we'll be getting an Axolotl episode and a Power Suit. I was kinda hoping we'd see some of them in this episode, but the potential is there!

There is DEFINITELY no way I could've done this joke justice using screenshots. You need to see it in video form to see my point. Because the joke was predictable in every sense of the word. I knew what the punchline was. I knew when the punchline was gonna hit. But because the animation was so fluid throughout the frames, and because of how detailed the shading and lighting were and how overtly obvious the punchline was because of the visuals, it still made me laugh my ass off. I legitimately had to look up if James Baxter (yes THAT James Baxter) worked on this episode because it reminded me of a lot of scenes he did for Steven Universe and Owl House. Was surprised to know that he wasn't, but regardless, whoever animated these episodes, whether veterans or newcomers, deserves their fucking raise.

I know that he's referring to the salamander, and yes, the joke has been made before, but like, if someone told you that there's an episode of Wild Kratts where they [by technicality] said the word "hell" *checks notes* twenty-four times in one episode, would you believe them? Yeah that's what I thought.

Also, indeed hellbenders are the largest salamander in North America, the third largest in the world. Adult healthy hellbenders have very few predators and that's because of how gigantic they are.

I used up my one-video free-card on a previous joke, but once again, it's so silly, you know what the joke/punchline is, yet it's presented in such a way that is still really humorous, either because of how it doesn't bring too much awareness to the fact that it's a joke, embraces said fact of it being a joke, or both. Complete with straight-up fucking Looney Tunes style anticts, it's just really fun.

Also, another thing I find funny is that the hellbender ate the crayfish exoskeleton. Like, would that even be tasty?

Spoilers, but Chris does NOT Activate Tiger Salamander Powers. Yes, I am also miffed.

They're so besties.

Ok but like I'm sensing a pattern where Martin activates a Creature Power Suit with Aviva whenever he's not activating it alone or with Chris. Which at first I didn't think much of, but then I realized. Blue is a component color to make up purple. So this occasional running theme/pattern could be a reference to how similar they are, and how both rely on each other in some fundamental way in their adventures, much like how the colors blue and purple are interconnected in a way. Am I looking too much into this as well? Yeah, but I actually enjoy it!

Ok not gonna lie, I actually liked the fourth-wall break. Mainly because they could've easily fucked it up badly by having it drag on for too long, or making it too meta, but quick cuts and gags like this make it all the more worthwhile. And unlike the Camel Chris gag in the camel episode, it sticks around once and doesn't wear out its welcome.

Also, the Salamander Suits were activated by touching a Hellbender, which we've established, is bigger than every other salamander shown in the episode.... so... why the fuck are they that tiny?? They should at least be way bigger than the rocks they're standing on.

Also, the Salamander Suits genuinely look like Dinosaur Suits. At least... from this angle.

-... because from THIS angle they look so. FUCKING. CUTE. I so badly want to hug them like plushies (now I'm even more disappointed that Chris wasn't in one of these)

How the fuck was this guy able to stuff a huge-ass butternut underneath his vest and shirt.

Also, Chris, you do realize that keeping squirrels from eating the nut is a good way to make them endangered as well? Bro is petty 😭

I think this is the first time we've seen the Tortuga miniaturized by someone on the actual crew, not a villain or an accident.

As someone who didn't know or care that much for salamanders (at least in comparison to frogs and toads), this episode enlightened me a lot. I actually hope I do see a hellbender sometime in my life

CONCLUSION:

PROS:

The humor. Like, every single joke in this episode either got me to crack a grin, or laugh out loud

The animation. Once again, the animators have got their rent due. So many memorable facial expressions and cool color designs that just make it nice to look at.

The salamander species themselves.

CONS:

Chris definitely should've activated the Tiger Salamander Suit. Bro was robbed

No mention of Axolotls? The most well-known salamander in the world? For shame.

Final Ranking: 8/10. A nice slice of life mini-adventure with no huge or real stakes, but overall a pretty fun romp. Before this episode came out, there were a lot of positive reviews of this episode on IMDB and Rotten Tomatoes, and while I generally take those with heaping grains of salt (because opinions are opinions at the end of the day), I definitely agree that this episode is fun. The very epitome of "camp."

[unorthodoxiguana]

So we all know Percy is powerful as shit, there's no doubt in that. But I think I may have thought of a few more (theoretical) applications of his abilities. These ones aren't insanely broken (except one I had to give up on cause I couldn't find a way to make it work), but they're still pretty good.

Percy can control liquids with water in them. We learned this in Tartarus when he drowned Akhlys in her own poison. So in theory, he can bloodbend, right? But this is actually incredibly good in a defensive sense. Since he can control blood, including his own, he can use his powers to (theoretically) negate blood loss and keep his blood inside his own body, keeping him in the fight for much longer. Hell, this circumvents internal bleeding when you think about it.

Speaking of bloodbending, in the same Avatar episode that that idea is introduced to us, we learn that water can be taken from plants, as well as animals (although that is harder as far as I know). Okay, so Percy can take water out of plants, cool. But what about the atmosphere? Sure, the amount of water in the atmosphere varies wildly depending on location, season, etc. But the point still stands. In theory, Percy can pull water out of his surroundings and use it to heal himself, further improving his durability, and giving him an overall stat boost, as he just performs better in water in general.

Imagine fighting Percy, thinking you've got him beat, when all of a sudden he pulls out a Dragon Ball-esque transformation and surrounds himself in a thin coat of the water from not just the atmosphere, but his sweat, your blood, hell, YOUR sweat, and any other possible sources of water nearby. Bloody terrifying. Especially when you consider Percy killing -> Percy receiving access to blood -> Percy getting stronger -> Percy killing more, basically creating an infinite cycle of steadily increasing strength (providing his enemy has blood, naturally).

So yeah. Percy, using his abilities correctly, isn't just insanely strong, but pretty damn durable too. I did have another idea about him controlling brain fluids/breathing in oxygen through water to circumvent brain death, but that kinda fell through because brain fluids aren't really related to brain death and you need lungs to, you know, breath, which would circumvent the decapitation scenario I was thinking of, and Percy can't breathe through osmosis (as far as we know). So that idea is a bust.

...Unless Jason could manipulate oxygen into his bloodstream, using his abilities to circumvent brain death instead...

[kengan-daddies]

For a Kengan Ashura (threesome). I was thinking Ohma Tokita x Reader x Raian Kure. I was thinking that they’re in established relationship for 2 years and everything was good until Ohma and Raian got into an argument in a shared house. Reader was in their shared room and she heard the conversation and went to them to ask what is going on. Reader suggest them to work it out in a room together and things got heated with them in 20min. 18**

Let's Sex it OutOhma Tokita x Girlfriend Reader x Raian Kure

18+ MDNI THREESOME MDNI 18+

18+ MDNI THREESOME MDNI 18+

Anime : Kengan Ashura

Characters : Ohma Tokia , Raian Kure

Warnings : polyamorous relationship, Choking, hair pulling, no prep, rough sex, degradation, bodily fluids, cum shots, creampies, voyeurism, violence, blood

You were in the bedroom, watching TV, and both Raian and Ohma were somewhere in the front, last time you saw them they were doing some basic exercises, you left them to their own accord wanting some alone time for a while. 'Those boys, they'll be the end of me... they're so chaotic it's amazing I haven't left them yet,' You thought as you watched your show. It's been two years since you, Ohma, and Raian decided to date one another. First, it was just you and Ohma, but some complications came in with Raian, and in order for everyone to stay happy, you all decided to date one another.

You were deep into your show, watching it with earnestness, the house was pretty quiet, for a while, until you heard Ohma and Raian talking, you didn't think too much about it, opting to ignore them, until something hit the wall hard enough to make your bed slightly vibrate, followed by the sound of grunting and slight yelling. You rolled your eyes as you got up from your comfortable bed.

"What are these idiots up to now?" You asked yourself aloud in an annoyed voice as you snatched open the door. The first thing you saw on the floor was blood. Your eyes locked on the mess for a while before you heard another thump and you walked towards the sound. 'Sounds like they're in the kitchen.' You thought as you made your way towards the kitchen, the trail of blood making your hunch right as you followed the mess. But it didn't lead towards the kitchen, but towards the bathroom.

The door was open, and the sound of skin hitting skin sounded out. You huffed in annoyance as you walked over towards the open doorway, your hands on your hips as you glared at your two idiots. They were in a struggle match of power, pushing against each other in the tight space. Ohma had blood running down his face while Raian had a busted nose. "HEY!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?" You shouted. They both paused in what they were doing, before they looked over at you slowly.

"WELL!?... YOU BOTH MADE A DAMN MESS ALL OVER THE HOUSE!! I JUST CLEANED THIS BITCH NOT TOO LONG AGO!!" You shouted. They slowly pulled back from one another, staring at you like two children who got caught. "I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT WHAT IT WAS YOU TWO WERE FIGHTING OVER, THIS SHIT BETTER BE CLEANED UP IN 20 MINUTES OR LESS!!!" You shouted. They nodded their heads, your angry eyes bounced between them a few times before you huffed and walked off, they stood there a little longer before the sound of your door slamming sounded out.

"This is your fault." Ohma said childishly. Raian looked over at him. "MINE!? Last I checked asshat, you were the one who hit me first!!" He shouted back, Ohma scoffed as he walked out the bathroom, Raian following after him. "It wasn't even that hard of a hit, you big baby." He said as he went to a closet in the hall, pulling out the mop. "YOU BROKE MY FUCKING NOSE!!" Raian shouted. "Yeah? And you cracked my damn skull, but you don't see me bitching." Ohma said as he began mopping. "YEAH!! AFTER YOU FUCKING BIT ME, YOU DAMN ANIMAL!!" Raian shouted.

Ohma stayed silent, as he focused on cleaning up the mess. Raian growled before he snatched his head off, going to find something of his own to clean up.

... 'It's been 10 minutes... I better go and see how far along they came.' You thought as you got up from your bed. You opened the door, and looked down, seeing no blood. 'Hmmm.' You thought as you walked around, seeing no blood, you nodded your head, and you walked into the kitchen, seeing both Raian and Ohma washing the dishes together... Kind of... Ohma was washing the dishes, passing them to Raian, who snatched them and rinsed them off aggressively before he placed them in the dish rack. You sighed as you shook your head. 'Look at my silly boys... They better be lucky I love them.' You thought.

"Alright boys, what's wrong? You're both more angrier than usual." You said as you walked over towards them. They both looked back at you before they looked at each other and back at you. "It's Raian, he's more angier than usual." Ohma said, immediately putting the blame on Raian. Raian glared at him. "HAH!? WHAT THE HELL TOKITA!!!" He shouted. You rolled your eyes as you looked over at Raian. "What's wrong Raian? What's got you all aggressive and shit? What's causing it?" You asked.

He growled in frustration. "Nothing is wrong damnit!! If it's anyone who's more angier than usually it would be this fool here!!!" He said as he pressed his pointer finger into Ohma's head. Ohma glared over at him as he slapped his hand away. You stared at them both, unimpressed. "Come on you two, let's go sex it out." You said in a tired voice as you turned around to leave the kitchen, making your way back to the bedroom. They both looked at one another before they both sprinted after you. You heard them grunting in determination as they tried to squeeze through the entryway, you rolled your eyes as you went into the bedroom, crawling on the bed to wait for them.

Eventually, Ohma came running to the room first, Raian hot on his tail. They stopped in front of the open door, staring at you. You were pulling off your shirt, having already pulled off your pants, you sat on your knees, as you looked over at them. "Come on, don't get all shy and quiet now." You said as you lay down on your side. They walked in, crawling on the bed on either side of you. Ohma in front, while Raian in the back. You cupped Ohma's face, the softest of your two boys. You gently kissed his nose and forehead, feeling Raian's hands caress over your hip, ass, and thighs. Ohma's hand rested on your waist, rubbing the skin there as your lips connected in a soft kiss.

Your tongues danced, your body shifting till you were on your back, pulling Ohma halfway over you, his hand pressing into the pillow next to your head. Raian took advantage of your newest position, moving in between your legs, he hoisted them up over his shoulders, as he pulled your panties to the side, his tongue lapping up your lips roughly till he got to your clit, flicking his tongue over it quickly. Your stomach muscles flexed and your thighs twitched, as you moaned into Ohma's mouth.

Raian, feeling superior in making you moan first, chuckled as he wrapped his arms around your thighs, keeping you in place as he sucked on your clit, you detached your mouth from Ohma's as you moaned out, your hand going down to run your fingers through Raian's short hair. Ohma looked at you for a moment, feeling slightly dejected, before he reached down, palming your breast through your bra as he left wet kisses up your neck. You pulled your hand from Raian's hair as you grabbed Ohma's hand, guiding it under your bra, his fingers rubbing over your nipple.

Your other hand wrapped around Ohma's head, as you hugged him close to you, your fingers combing through his hair, your other hand rubbing his back. He took that as a chance to pull your bra down, pulling your breasts out as he lapped his tongue over your nipples, before sucking on it as he held you tightly to him. Raian's, tongue darted into you, as his nose rubbed against your clit, wanting your attention again.

You moaned loudly as your grip on Ohma's hair tightened, making him groan in response. Raian chuckled as he flattened his tongue, widening it inside your pulsing pussy making you mew, his nose pressed down more on your puffy clit as he shook his head giving your clit stimulation, you bucked up into him, grinding your clit on his nose as his tongue slipped out, he pulled back some, making you whine in protest but it was quickly changed to a moan when he plunged in two of his fingers. "HHHEHEHEHEHEH!!! Look at you, a whiny little bitch in heat, and all from just my mouth and fingers.. See that, Tokita~, this is how you do it." He said cockily as he thrusts his fingers into you quickly, curling his fingers up as he grazed your g-spot roughly.

Ohma pulled back from your breasts, his lips wet from his saliva, your nipples equally wet, as he looked down at Raian. "You're not teaching me anything new, moron, besides, I would've made her cum by now." He said, challenge in his voice. Raian glared at him as he pulled his fingers from your clenching pussy, making you groan in frustration. 'Damnit, I was almost there too.' You thought. Raian and Ohma stared each other down, the air grew tense, their eyes sizing each other up. 'Really? Now?' You thought as you stared at them tiredly. Your eyes brighten in thought as you got an idea.

"Guys, I have an idea. You can both see who's better than who, by seeing who can make the other cum faster." You suggested a proud smile on your face. They looked over at you. "What the hell kind of proposal is that?" Ohma asked. "Yeah, you make it seem like we'll actually do that for each other, get real." Raian said. You rolled your eyes. "You both obviously need more of a fix than I do, so why not solve your issues by being the other stress deliver while also having a good challenge?" You said with a shrug.

They both looked over at each other before they looked back at you. "If one of us wins, what do we get?" Raian asked. You smiled. "You get to have me all to yourself for a week." You said. They looked at one another before they smirked. "Deal." "Deal." They said. You smiled and nodded. "But first, one of you need to make me cum first, I refuse to remain unsatisfied while you both get off." You said as you placed a foot on Raian's shoulder pushing him back some. He chuckled. "Heh... easy." He said, as he began to unbuckle his pants. You slammed your heel down on his hand making him look up at you in shock. "WHAT THE FUCK MAN!!?" He shouted. You wagged your finger.

"Uh, uh, uh... You have to make me cum, while not cumming yourself, so chose your... tool wisely." You said. Ohma stared down at you before he smirked at your proposal. "Okay then, so we have to get you to cum, without cumming ourselves, but we can use whatever we want huh?" He said, a mischievous smirk on his face. You nodded your head. "That's right, so if you do use your cock, Raian, you can't cum... at all.... unless your stamina isn't all what you hype it up to be." You taunted. Raian's smirk fell. "Heh, I have the highest stamina in this room." He said. Oham scoffed. "As if, you always cum way before me." He said as he began unbuttoning his pants.

Raian smirked as he unbuckled his belt as he too unbuttoned his pants. You pulled off your bra and panties, throwing them on the floor as you prop yourself up on some pillows. 'This is gonna be fun.' You thought. You watched as they threw their pants and underwear on the floor, their cocks hard, pre cum leaking from their tips. "Damn, ya'll sure are pent up... I don't think y'all be able to make it past round one." You teased. Raian scoffed as he crawled up on the bed, Ohma sat next to you, sitting on the side as he folded his arms behind his head.

"I'll make it into round two, just you watch." Raian said as he grabbed your legs, snatching you down till his cock was over your pussy. You smirked up at him as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, putting your legs up on his shoulders. "Then show me, because talk is cheap, big boy." You said. He didn't say anything as he reached down between you, giving his cock a few pumps, some of his precum leaked down on your lower stomach and pussy, the liquid cold to the touch.

He guided his tip to your entrance, and he looked up at Ohma. "Make sure you try not to touch yourself, Tokita because I want you at your best when it's your turn." He said. Ohma smirked but he didn't say anything. Raian looked down at you, as he pushed the tip into you, you moaned as your eyes fluttered, your arms tightening around his shoulder as he pushed into you, the girth of his cock stretching your cunt made your head fall back, his hands pressed into the pillow next to your head. "Damn... you're always so damn tight." He grunted as he slowly bottomed out inside of you, his cock twitching as he finally did and he gave a deep groan.

You gave a light-breathed chuckle. "What's wrong?... Gonna cum from just... entering?" You teased, he glared down at you as he suddenly wrapped his hand around your throat, you gagged at the sudden choke, your hands wrapping around his wrists. "You sure like to run that damn mouth of yours... If only Tokita wasn't such a bitch, I'd have him choke you with his cock." He said as he began thrusting into you.

Ohma scoffed as he rolled his eyes. "Last I checked, I wasn't the one who came premature last time." He said. Raian glared over at him as his grip on your throat tightened some and he trusted slightly harder, the tip of his cock ramming into your g-spot making you give a ragged and choked moan. "Shut the hell up...it was your damn fault." He said through a grunt as his cock twitched. Ohma looked off from him. "So... are you saying that you find me so attractive that I made you cum on the spot, all because my cock grazed yours?" He taunted. Raian thrusts pick up speed and strength, making the bed slightly shake as he glared at Ohma.

A light sweat broke out on his forehead as he grunted. "NO!! That's not the case at all... you pompous asshat." He growled. Your nails dug into his wrist making him loosen his tight grip slightly, your red eyes glossy with tears as you gave a choked cough. 'I'm not gonna last long... He must get off to arguing with Ohma... because shit man, he's about to make me cum.' You thought as you felt that familiar pressure building up in the pit of your stomach. Their arguing sounded distant as you felt Raian cock twitch every time Ohma insulted him.

Your legs fell from his shoulder, one around his waist and the other on his arm as you tightened them around him as best as you could, your hips bucking up into him. Your vision dulled from the lack of proper air, your pussy fluttering, the feeling of his hard thrusts hitting your g-spot, the feeling in the pit of your stomach popping and your eyes rolled as your orgasm rolled through you hard. "NUUGH!!!" You loudly moan as your hips jerked. "AH FUCK!!" Raian shouted as your pussy tightened around his twitching cock, nearly making him cum as he placed his face into the crook of your neck, his hand letting go of your throat as he wrapped his arms around you tightly, helping you to ride out your intense orgasm.

Ohma smirked. "Look at that... You almost came, Raian... I'm surprised that you didn't." he said as he watched Raian pull out of your pulsing pussy, your juices making his jumping cock shiny as he huffed, he glared over at Ohma. "I'm getting real tired of your shit, Tokita." He growled as he rolled you over on your side. You whined as you curled up, your afterglow hugging your warm body.

"You and me, right now, Tokita, since you want to talk all that shit." Raian said, his eyes gleaming in lust and determination. Ohma stared at him a little longer before he gave a halfhearted chuckle. "Hmph, and have you cum from just a few thrusts, yeah no thanks, I wanna actually get satisfied and not left with blue balls." He said, his eyes trailing down to Raian's cock seeing it twitch and he smirked. "You can barely hold your load now, and you wanna try and challenge me like that? Ha, get real." He said. Raian glared at him.

"You calling me weak? I can go longer than you think, Tokita. I can make you cum long before I ever do!!" He said. Ohma's lust-filled eyes squinted in determination and Raian's did the same. "Fine... but if you cum and leave me with blue balls, you'll have to do all of my chores... after you come back from your little weak long vacation." He said as he flipped over on his hands and knees. Raian smirked as he crawled up behind him. His hands grabbed a handful of ass cheeks as he spreads them. His eyes zoned in on Ohma's twitching hole. "Hmph, save those chores because It'll be you who'll be doing them, TOKITA!!" He shouted as he rammed inside making Ohma jerk his head back as he grunted in pain.

"ASSFUCKER!! NEXT TIME WARN ME!!" Ohma shouted. "AH SHUT IT!!" Raian said as he bottomed out, he groaned as he leaned his head back, his cock twitching inside of Ohma. 'Damnit... I better not fucking cum.' He thought. He sat there for a moment, trying to calm down, Ohma dropped his head, his arms slightly shaky as he controlled his breathing. They sat there a while longer before Ohma looked back. "What's wrong?... Realizing that you're about to cum?" He challenged. Raian glared at him as he smirked. "Hah!! As if, your ass is good, but it's not that good, Tokita!!" He said, as he pulled back till the tip was left and he rammed back in.

Ohma's head snatched back as he groaned out, he was grateful to you, the slick from your orgasm providing as great lube. Raian's hands trailed up to Ohma's waist, his grip strong as he rammed into Ohma, the sound of skin clapping against each other, the bed rocking, Raian's balls slapping into the back of Ohma's making them both groan. Ohma's cock leaked precum, his cock bouncing from the power of Raian's thrusts. "Not so talkative now... huh Tokita?" Raian grunted out. Ohma grunted as he looked back at Raian. "I can still talk... I'm just busy... actually trying to feel your puny cock actually hit something." He shot back.

Raian growled as he glared down at him, his hips angled upwards and he thrusts harder, making Ohma's eyes wide and his jaw drop as his eyes flutter. The tip of Raian's cock hits Ohma's prostate just right. Raian smirked but faltered when he felt Ohma tighten around him, Ohma's arms gave out, as he dropped to his elbows, and his cock pulsed in time with Raian's thrusts. Raian smirked a he grabbed Oham's hair, yanking it back as he pulled Ohma's head back.

"You gonna cum, Tokita?... Is my 'puny' cock making you feel good?" He taunted as he spoke into Ohma's ear. Drool trailed down Ohma's chin as his eyes rolled, his balls tightened and he gave a whimpering moan as he felt his orgasm coming on. The sound of Ohma's whines made Raian's cock pulse, he wrapped his arm around tightly around Ohma's neck, a smirk on his face as he choked him from behind. "Come on... cum already... do it... I know you want to." Raian said as he licked up the back of Ohma's ear. Ohma choked out a moan as he gave a last-ditch effort, as he tighten up his hole, making Raian give a faulting thrust. "AH FUCK!!! You little dickwad." Raian grunted out.

Ohma smirked, his eyes half-lidded as he did it again making Raian give a staggering groan as he felt his end coming. 'No!! No, no, no!!' He thought as he let go of Ohma's hair, his hand going down to grab Ohma's cock, his grip tight as he gave fast strokes to his pulsing cock. Oham's hand wrapped around his wrist, his grip tight as he tried to stop Raian, but it was futile as Ohma gave a loud whimpering moan as his eyes closed and he grunted in time with his orgasm, his cum shooting out onto the pillows. "Nuugh..fuck-ing...finally." Raian grunted out as he buried his face into the back of Ohma's hair as he came hard into Ohma. They rode out their orgasms for a moment, their grunts sounding out before it all went quiet.

They both huffed and puffed as they both fell forward onto the bed, Ohma grunted when Raian fell on top of him, but they both made no move, too hot and tired to do anything about it. They both slowly began to relax, their breathing evening out. "So... who came first?" You suddenly asked. They opened their eyes as they looked over at you. You were wearing Ohma's shirt, a bottle of water in each of your hands, and a cookie in your mouth as you stared down at them. "When the hell did you leave the bed?" Ohma asked. You shrugged. "When you guys were busy fucking." You simply said. Raian chuckled. "Hehehe, an opportunist at her finest." He said. Ohma groaned as he shoved at Raian's face. "Get off, you're heavy." He said tiredly, making Raian grunt as he fell off of Ohma.

You shook your head, you were gonna repeat your question, but something was telling you that they didn't know, and you didn't need them starting another argument.

[maespri]

danaganronpa 2 characters ranked by how painful their death was (and why)

yeah i'm doing this again but for danganronpa 2, what else is new. welcome! gonna talk about some of the anatomical science behind the deaths in dr2 and use that knowledge to rank how painful certain deaths would be.

spoilers ahead, and trigger warning! this post is going to go into detail about death. it's going to get descriptive and gory. if you'd rather not read about it, please keep scrolling!

everything under the cut, because this is going to be long, warning you now!

as usual, some backstory: i have a special interest in anatomy & physiology. i find it very fascinating to study stuff like this, which has led me to making my third post of this caliber! with all that said, i'm not an expert, and these are just my personal opinions- if i do get something wrong, please correct me! now let's get to ranking!

this ranking only covers traditionally "human" deaths (aka, mechamaru is not covered, because he's a robot).

quick glossary:

arteries: carry blood from the heart to other parts of the body. veins: carry blood from other parts of the body back to the heart. hypoxia: inadequate oxygen supply. exsanguination: death caused by bleeding out. hypovolemic: loss of fluid in the body, often referring to blood or water. shock: life-threatening condition where the body does not have enough blood circulating through it. asphyxiation: deprivation of oxygen which can result in unconsciousness and/or death. aspiration: when something you swallow "goes down the wrong way" and enters your airway or lungs. TBI: traumatic brain injury. immolation: death by burning.

the tier list:

OUCH!!! (most painful):

nagito komaeda: this is the longest analysis in this ranking for what i hope is good reason. to say i was horrified when i came across his body would be an understatement- it's brutal.

for starters, he slices up his legs quite badly. this is instantly going to cause bleeding, albeit not yet life-threatening. if it were, he would have had to slice his femoral arteries. i'll blame the fact that he doesn't on his luckiness. at worst, his legs are hurting and burning like hell. that + blood loss is making him dizzy/light-headed. but the fact that nagito is lying down is actually helping him stay alive, as doing so helps your blood pressure. i'd imagine the adrenaline is going to start pumping for him now as his body fights to keep itself from passing out/bleeding out; adrenaline may cause him to be in less pain as he's setting everything up to stab his hand, but he'll definitely be getting dizzier from pain + losing blood.

speaking of, let's move on to him stabbing his hand.

i first just want to point out that the amount of willpower + sheer strength he would need to do this is astronomical. it is not easy to lay flat on your back and slam your hand down onto something hard enough to go straight through. and doing all of that while your limbs are tied up and you're bleeding profusely out of your legs? it's absurd; i'd verge on saying it's impossible, actually, but i'll suspend my disbelief lol.

so, admittedly, i kind of lost my mind analyzing nagito's hand injury, because. i can't come to a conclusive answer about how painful it'd be for him. here's why:

my immediate thought was that this would hurt horribly, for obvious reasons. i thought nagito might actually might have something really interesting going for him when it came to this injury, which is that he somehow managed to avoid severing any tendons or nerves in his hand. i attributed that to his luckiness, once again. the reason i thought he didn't sever any nerves/tendons is because he throws the monokuma stuffed animal pretty far away from himself after sustaining the injury.

but then i remembered that if he did put a knife through his palm, paralysis would only occur distal to (above) the injury- aka, he'd only lose feeling in the area above his palm. therefore, you could argue he did actually sever his nerves and tendons. he just threw more with his arm, and that's why it worked.

but then i was like... throwing something that far away from yourself while you are lying down and your other arm is tied up would practically be impossible without utilizing a lot of power in your entire hand. not to mention- nagito should be feeling pretty weak, dizzy, and light-headed by now, considering the injuries to his legs- all factors that would make it even more difficult to do any of that.

so... there are basically two options here. A) nagito lost any feeling in his hand after the knife impaled it. he would have felt a blinding pain for a moment, and then total numbness. he somehow managed to throw the stuffed animal despite all of that. or B) the knife miraculously managed to avoid hitting any nerves/tendons, allowing nagito to throw the stuffed animal anyway. his hand would hurt horribly. it'd feel like a hot iron pressing on his palm. but this option is, simply put, egregiously inaccurate anatomically.

so... here's what should have happened when nagito injured his hand:

some form of hand/finger paralysis. your right hand has three major nerves running into it; to grossly simplify it, you've got the radial nerve (running across the top of your arm/hand) and the ulnar and median nerves (running on the underside of your arm/hand). nagito's injury, straight through the middle of the palm, should have, at the very least, severed his ulnar and median nerves. the radial nerve tends to stray more toward the right side of your hand on the right hand, so if he missed it by a few millimeters/centimeters, i could understand that- but as for the other two? yeah, he'd have to get insanely lucky to have missed them. it's. weird.

but even if the blade did miss these nerves, they could not have missed the tendons/bones/blood vessels/etc. in his hand, so that's just insane.

so basically: it either hurt really badly or it didn't hurt at all. before i lose my mind over this even further, let's just move on to him impaling his abdomen.

the angle in the game makes it a little hard for me to discern where exactly was punctured, but it looks like it hit his stomach, potentially part of his small intestine, his left kidney, and without a doubt, his abdominal aorta. if the poison had not killed nagito, the impalement to his abdominal aorta + all the other damage would have almost instantly killed him. we're talking within seconds. given that nagito is presumably dead when the spear impales him because of the poison, obviously he wouldn't have felt any pain- but if he were... um. i don't think i have to explain that that would hurt like a motherfucker.

so let's move on to the last aspect of his death- poison.

death by poisoning is actually grossly misunderstood by many different types of media, because most poisons rarely kill within seconds. even cyanide, which is considered one of the most dangerous poisons in the world, takes 3-5 minutes to result in death. so how do i think this worked for nagito?

well, there are a lot of variables that tie into this. how long it takes to die from poison depends on three main factors- the dosage, the type of poison, and the size of your body. the poison in dr2 is made-up, which makes my life a lot more difficult. i don't think we know the exact amount of time between everyone throwing the fire grenades and finding nagito's body, but it's gotta be at least a few minutes, which gives nagito some time.

i guessed he may have used phenol (very hazardous poison that can rapidly cause death), or perhaps hydrogen sulfide (can result in unconsciousness after a few mere breaths)- but using phenol or hydrogen sulfide would almost certainly leave a trace on nagito, such as irritation to his eyes or skin in general.

so my guess is cyanide. it’s most potent when injected intravenously, but it's second-most potent form is gaseous. with a high enough amount, it could probably kill him within a few minutes.

death by cyanide is incredibly painful. cyanide actually kills you by causing cell hypoxia- aka, your cells can't use oxygen, which makes them die. you'll feel like you're suffocating. your entire body will start to feel like it's burning due to acidosis (cells releasing lactic acid as they are damaged). your muscles will contract and you'll have one final burst of adrenaline throughout the entire body before actually dying. often victims of cyanide poisoning may slip in and out of consciousness- the fact that nagito doesn't makes me believe he used an incredibly high dosage of the poison.

so... yeah. definitely the most painful death in my opinion.

official cause of death: poisoning, resulting in cell hypoxia.

YOWZA! (very painful):

ibuki mioda: ibuki (my favorite character in DR2, so sad!) is strangled to death with a rope.

let's talk about how strangulation actually leads to death. it starts with the cerebral arteries. your brain receives oxygen-rich blood from the heart through these, the internal carotid arteries (which bifurcate, or divide, into the common carotid arteries), and through the vertebral arteries. these arteries ultimately come together to form the circle of willis, providing blood and nutrients for all parts of your brain.

when blood becomes deoxygenated (which happens naturally as it flows through the body), it is sent back to the heart. from your brain, this blood travels through your jugular veins, which are situated on either side of your neck.

when you are strangled, it puts pressure on these veins. this extreme pressure prevents proper bloodflow from the brain and ultimately results in hypoxia- this is what causes you to pass out before you actually die. the pressure on the windpipe also causes intense pain and makes it impossible to breathe, preventing the rest of your blood from getting the oxygen it needs.

within thirty seconds to a minute, ibuki would have fallen unconscious, but she wouldn't have been dead yet. mikan would have had to continue strangling her until her body became fully and truly oxygen-less (which may have taken another 2-5 minutes), at which point ibuki would actually be dead.

while all of this is happening, her body would have quickly kicked into panic mode. i know ibuki had despair disease which made her incredibly gullible and willing to do anything, but if i'm remembering correctly, we don't hear anything about mikan asking ibuki if she can strangle her... which makes me think this truly was a surprise attack on the girl.

in which case, ibuki would have been struggling and panicking the entire time mikan was strangling her. not to mention, in a lot of pain. eventually she'd become light-headed enough to pass out, but until then, her throat would literally be getting crushed by a rope.

overall, not a fun way to go out. very long and painful.

official cause of death: asphyxiation.

gundham tanaka: gundham is killed by a stampede of animals.

the most common cause of death in stampedes is asphyxiation; destruction of the thorax or upper body damages... literally everything in that area, most notably the heart, lungs, and major blood vessels/arteries. bones break in there and splinter. you can't breathe. it'd be blinding pain.

not to mention all the rest of the body that gets stepped on. literally all of your bones have the potential to be broken from the force exerted onto them. all of your blood vessels and arteries everywhere else are also going to be crushed and burst. your nerves? absolutely destroyed.

ultimately, gundham gets thrown in the air, lands (which probably hurt even more, and potentially damaged his back in some way), and has one final breath to smile at his hamsters before he dies.

the fact that he's able to smile before he actually dies is literally crazy, because this would be an insanely painful death. i mean- just imagine breaking all of your bones and not being able to breathe. you probably don't even wanna picture it.

official cause of death: hard to pinpoint exactly, but likely traumatic asphyxia and irreparable damage to internal structures and organs.

aughhh (painful):

impostor byakuya togami: the impostor dies from getting impaled multiple times in the abdomen by a metal skewer. looking at the monokuma file tells us he was impaled three times in the neck and around 5 times in the lower abdomen.

right off the bat, being impaled directly in the throat would result in a broken windpipe, esophagus, and potentially part of the carotid artery, making it impossible to breathe + causing hemorrhaging. he would literally be choking on his own blood. it also looks like teruteru manages to hit him directly where his subclavian artery would be, and we all know that any sort of hit to an artery is immediately going to cause some pretty huge problems.

on his abdomen, the area where his abdominal aorta would be is also highlighted as having been stabbed multiple times, as well as the area around it. two hits to two major arteries in quick succession... he's probably not going to be alive for longer than a few seconds.

those seconds are going to be excruciatingly painful, but the reason he isn't higher up is because of exactly that- it's a few seconds. all things considered, this is a relatively quick death.

official cause of death: exsanguination.

peko pekoyama: similar to the imposter, peko is stabbed to death. the first stab is to her back; quickly after, she is swarmed by the others, who stab her as well.

i don’t have much to say besides that the initial stab to her back is obviously going to hurt, unless the knife manages to land in her spinal cord, in which case, sensation could be cut off above the point of injury. but that’s just wild conjecture.

obviously, being stabbed to death is going to hurt. being stabbed to death by a swarm of minions? going to hurt even more. fortunately peko would likely not survive long enough to feel every single injury. the chances of her surviving past the first few stabs are low, due to the fact that A) she’s likely to be hit in an artery or vital organ rather early on which will lead to a faster death, and B) even if she somehow isn’t, blood loss in general is going to cause her to die.

when the body loses too much blood, it goes into a state of shock. without enough blood, nutrients, and oxygen flowing to the vital organs, the body quickly begins to shut down. i’d imagine peko lost blood at a more rapid rate than one usually would due to the sheer amount of stab wounds that would have been on her body, so… peko probably died after less than a minute.

overall… yeah, painful!

official cause of death: hypovolemic shock leading to exsanguination.

nekomaru nidai: nekomaru has a bazooka fired at his abdomen <- absolutely insane sentence??? ok anyway.

so… first of all, there is no shot in hell he’d be surviving that beyond maybe a minute or two. the damage that would cause to countless organs in his abdomen (his stomach, kidneys, intestines, pancreas, to name a few) plus the collateral of shrapnel presumably flying around (hitting his heart and lungs) would immediately be irreparable and fatal. he’d immediately go into shock and then just bleed to death.

you tend to feel far less pain when you go into shock as your brain tries to protect itself from trauma. but i won’t deny that because of nekomaru’s more muscular build, his body would be stronger and healthier and therefore fight harder to keep itself alive. it would probably take longer for these processes to kick into gear and actually spread across the entire body. so what i’m trying to say is- yeah, he’d be in blinding pain for a little, then likely feel numbness, then die.

official cause of death: shock, irreparable damage to abdominal organs.

owie (painful, but not as painful as others):

hiyoko saionji: hiyoko’s throat is slit by mikan. there are a few variables that changed the way i viewed how exactly this killed hiyoko, but the main one was time. mikan would have had to kill hiyoko in a way that would be short and efficient because she had a limited amount of time.

in order to die quickly from a wound like this, the carotid artery, the jugular vein, and/or the trachea would need to be cut. you have one of each of the mentioned on either side of your neck, and your airway is more in the "center" of your neck. (fun fact: the pulse you can feel on either side of your neck is the carotid artery!)

given mikan's anatomical knowledge + the way hiyoko's body looks (she only has blood trailing down off the left side of her neck), i would guess mikan likely cut the carotid artery and jugular vein on the left side of hiyoko's neck. i would guess she also cut hiyoko's airway in some way as well, as doing so would definitely kill hiyoko even faster.

all of the above would cause hiyoko to aspirate (sending blood down her windpipe), choke on her own blood, and begin bleeding profusely. death would occur within a couple of seconds from blood loss and asphyxiation alone.

this would hurt seriously bad. your neck is an incredibly sensitive area of the body. hiyoko would be terrified and in pain the entire time she bleeds to death. which is. so sad. but like i said- luckily, it would probably be over pretty quickly, within a few seconds.

cause of death: hypovolemic shock leading to exsanguination.

uncertain (i'm not sure!):

mikan tsumiki: mikan earns the only entry in the 'uncertain' category, because i was flabbergasted when i watched her execution.

um... being blasted into space... i can't say i'd really know what that might feel like? i can go check for you guys???

the most i can say for this is that mikan would asphyxiate from the lack of oxygen in space. she'd go unconscious within fifteen seconds. within three minutes, she would be dead.

so... official cause of death: brain hypoxia.

*EDIT: so i totally misunderstood mikan’s death. this wonderful person made this post talking about it and i added on with my own thoughts! check that out instead if you wanna hear a better explanation about mikan’s death.

so quick (too fast to really be painful):

chiaki nanami: chiaki is crushed with a tetris cube. she falls into this category because such a death would result in a very brief flash of blinding pain, then nothingness. the mere force exerted from the tetris block to the top of her head might actually kill her before she even has time to register pain in the rest of her body. and if the brain is damaged in such a manner... yeah it's all over.

official cause of death: could be a TBI, could just be having your entire body literally get crushed.

mahiru koizumi: mahiru is struck on the top of the head. her file very specifically clarifies that she dies instantly and did not feel any pain. so how exactly would you painlessly kill someone with one strike to the head?

well, for starters, it would have to be one hell of a swing. it's difficult, but not impossible, to hit someone's brain in a way that would immediately kill them.

think of the brain like a television; if you half-unplug it, the screen may glitch, and it may start cutting out, but it's still displaying whatever show you've put on. that's what happens if you injure your brain, but are otherwise still alive. but if you fully unplug it in one full motion, it just cuts out. black screen. that's what happened to mahiru's brain; it just unplugged.

when peko hit mahiru's brain, she likely damaged some sort of vital structure in a way that caused mahiru to go unconscious, but maybe not die. some sort of brain bleed may have started, which then caused mahiru to actually die, as her skull would swell and stop being able to function.

this makes more sense to me. like, i know monokuma says it's "instant," but... i really think mahiru was just unconscious, and then maybe a few seconds to a minute later, she was actually dead.

either way- official cause of death: TBI.

teruteru hanamura: teruteru gets put into a volcano full of lava <- once again absolutely insane sentence??? help? anyway.

you might be wondering why the hell he's in 'so quick,' but it's because he'd be dead in seconds. lava penetrates your skin, starts boiling you alive, swells your airway shut, etc. it's over in seconds dude. even if it weren't, he'd pass out from the shock within seconds at the very least. he may have felt a flash of blinding pain for a moment before darkness, but. that's that.

official cause of death: immolation.

...and that's it!

if you for god knows what reason read all this, thank you so much! anatomy is truly a passion of mine.

questions, comments, concerns (of which i'm sure there are many)- i'm an open book. i'm not a professional by any means, but i am insane. bye!

[sayakxmi]

I finally got myself together to finish the trolltags/lands I have for the dancestors, that I overthought to hell and back, so why not share. Explanations under the cut!

(Also, I probably should mention that it's all in context of an AU, so if some things are confusing, that's why.)

KANKRI:

vendicateThumomacule [VT] Kankri's original trolltag is, well, grey to hide his indentity, and is actually a small nod to John/June. Hence the letters are VT, absolutely taken from VanTas. Mostly, because ectoBiologist has EB like EgBert. You know how these letters are taken from the genetic code, but John/June ended up breaking from it? Well, Kankri's the opposite here. The very first mutation, someone who didn't belong there, but inserted himself there anyway.

Vendicate means to claim for oneself, whereas Thumomacule comes from two words - thumomancy (divination by means of one’s own soul) and macule, which can be either a) (in printing) to blur, as from a double impression in printing, or b) (in anatomy) another name for macula (a discolored spot on the skin). The second definition refers to his mutation, while the first, I'm kind of thinking about blur/double impression as a reference to The Signless, and seeing visions of another world. Personally, I love the idea that Kankri's always had these visions as well, so that's what I was going for here.

As for constructiveGrievance, I'll be honest, I've seen it once upon a time, I don't know where, and internalized it as his trolltag. He has a lot of grievances, and tries to be constructive about it. (Whether he succeeds is up for debate, lmao).

As for his land, the Land of Conduits and Valves: Conduit: - a pipe or passage for water or electrical wires to go through - reference to Mituna (as I am a huge Captor&Vantas whatever the fuck they have going on enjoyer) - a way of connecting two places - the aspect of Blood - someone or something that provides a way of passing something such as information or payments from one person to another - role of a Seer, but also a small reference to The Signless again, passing information about different worlds between each other Valves - a device that opens and closes to control the flow of liquids or gasses, or a similar structure in the heart and the veins that controls the flow of blood - pretty obvious aspect connection.

In general, thinking about the Seers' lands, they all have somewhat... liquidy feel to it. Rose's has literal rain, while Terezi's land has these thought river-like things on the sky. So I was also thinking about something fluid, and, well, blood.

Kankri's land is pretty similar to Dave's, except there's no cogs or lava, only endless red-and-blue pipelines that are meant to let the blood flow, but the valves aren't letting it, and empty void beneath your feet. It's an extremly unpleasant land.

It's a bit of a theme, actually, that the lands are pretty hostile towards their players here - since the game was tampered wth, Skaia knew early on that this session had no chance at succeeding, so it was quite literally trying to get the players to make The Scratch faster. F.

It's actually quite evident since the get-go, Kankri's land is LOCAV. So. Random fact: I'm Polish. In Polish the way you read V in English is the same as we read W. So I could write it as CAW. A sound made by a crow. And, well. One Crow: bad luck, loss, unpleasant catastrophic changes.

From the very moment Kankri got into the game, it was already lost. RIP.

Also, I've meant what I've said. I aggressively overthought it, lmao.

DAMARA:

acroamaticAcicutie Acroamatic - esoteric - “intended for or likely to be understood by only a small number of people with a specialized knowledge or interest” - I was thinking about her ability to speak & control ghosts, a medium, but, yeah, honestly, it can also allude to the fact that as far as we know only Rufioh actually understands her speech. Acicula - One of the needlelike or bristlelike spines or prickles of some animals and plants; also, a needlelike crystal. Connected with cutie.

Land of Ponds and Shimmer, well, when it comes to Shimmer I was thinking about light reflecting on crystals, since her Scratch device looked like these music boxes on Aradia's land, so there had to be Some crystals in there. But it can also be the shimmer of the ponds. With ponds, I was kind of thinking about koi ponds? Who's stopping me from there being koi fish, tbh. The ponds are also a reference to Meenah, because, well, water. But also small one to Rufioh, I guess. Also, ponds and reflections (When will my reflection show who I am inside).

In general, Witches lands are, imo, pretty, colorful, and dangerous if you aren't careful. And that's also what I thought about Damara's land - looks very pleasant, but crystals can have some sharp edges, ponds be deeper that it has any reason to etc, etc.

But since all their lands make things difficult for the dancestors, the catch of this one is that it makes Damara homesick. :)

Ah, but here's my favorite part. PAS. Pas is Polish for fold in poker. "Folding simply means to let go of your cards and surrender the pot to another player". Or another set of players. ;>

RUFIOH

agromaniacalTauroboly Agromania - intense desire to be in open spaces Tauroboly - the ritual sacrifice of a bull. I like to think about is as a contrast to Tavros' trolltag, in which Tavros is a bit more of plot’s sacrificial bull, but his trolltag relates to bulls fighting, whereas Rufioh would wreck people’s shit if it wasn’t for his non-existent self-worth & confidence, but his trolltag relates to sacrificing a bull.

The Land of Breeze and Hills has a somewhat simple etymology. All the Breath player we know had some specific type of wind in their land's name (literally Wind for John/June, and Zephyr for Tavros), so I went with something similar. And boy oh boy, is Breeze a reference. Obviously, Breeze relates to water, and that way it references three pretty important gals in Rufioh/The Summoner's life - Damara (ponds), Meenah (a seadweller), and Aranea, or more specifically Mindfang, who was a pirate. As for Hills, Rogues tend to have some rises, like Roxy's pyramids, or Nepeta's... sugar cube pyramids? So I thought about hills for Rufioh to more or less fit it in, very much thinking about"a hill to die on".

BAH is kind of weaker, but at the same time, it gave me some ideas for the land. In several languages it means flood, but in a few others it's an expression of disbelief, disdain, resignation & scorn.

LOBAH is flooded, which is a huge pain for Rufioh, whose wings aren't really good for damp environments. His mobility sure is limited, which kind of sucks. He could probably ask some imps to help him out in travel, but that'd mean using his powers, and he's not a big fan of them. }:(

MITUNA

technicolorAlytarch Technicolor - a vivid or bright color “Alytarch in ancient Olympic games was the leader of the police force who assisted the Hellanodikai to impose fines on athletes who did not follow the rules” "Hellanodikai - literally meaning Judges of the Greeks - were the judges of the Ancient Olympic Games, and the success of the games was attributed to their efforts". I like the idea of it referring to more than one character, but ofc I thought of Latula first.

Land of Screens and Skyscrapers Skyscrapers as in heights & danger, at least that’s my association. Something about falls, especially when you're very high... Screening - concealing, protecting, sheltering. But also screening, as in “checking for disease when there are no symptoms. Since screening may find diseases at an early stage, there may be a better chance of curing the disease”. Also, fun fact, SAS is a group of highly trained British soldiers who work on secret or very difficult military operations. SAS is an abbreviation for 'Special Air Service'.” I wonder if it's relevant.

Heirs' lands tend to be really dark for some reason, but it's a bit difficul to say if it's a theme for them, because Equius' aspect is literally Void, so of course his land is dark. But I went for it. I'd say LOSAS resembles Dirk's land a bit, but there's also a shitton of giant screens on the building, all of them not working properly. The land is dangerous in it's nature, and generally not the most pleasant place to be in (ah, Doom players), but it sure gets worse after Mituna's accident, now that he has trouble seeing, and his balance also got quite bad. F.

MEULIN

acuteCardiograper Acute: - causes severe problems or damage; - pain or illness is one that quickly becomes very severe; - aware of or able to recognize small differences between things, or being accurate in judging something; The first two are more foreshadowing, whereas the last one is the actual intent. Since she's an amazing matchmaker whose speciality is the Hreat. Cardiography - the use of a machine to record the beating of the heart. So. You know. Hehe. Meulin's trolltag is an ad. Bonus a cute cardiographer.

Land of Lily Pads and Wisps Lily Pads are literally there in Openbound, but also I like the general symbolism of lilies - purity, innocence and rebirth. I think it describes Meulin very well. Wisps - of smoke, of light, but also will o' the wisp - a person that is difficult or impossible to reach or catch on (OR aurora). Of course even Meulin can't have nice things. Her land mocks her for being "useless". (Note: I'm not saying that she is, but that's how she feels). LOLPAW is not exactly deep.

PORRIM

gallivantAvantgarde Gallivant - to visit or go to a lot of different places, enjoying yourself and not worrying about other things you should be doing. Avantgarde - the painters, writers, musicians, and other artists whose ideas, styles, and methods are very original or modern in comparison to the period in which they live, or the work of these artists. Porrim's attitude, essentially.

Land of Threads and Frogs Threads like fabric, but also thread/fabric of the universe Also thread as in “to move forwards, often changing direction in order to avoid people or things”. Which is, well, what she was supposed to do. Another land that isn't exactly dangerous, but feels more like a mockery. Cluttered, soft & pastel. You could say ""girly"". She hates it here.

Maid's lands are pretty nice, though they tend to lack the aspect the Maid is supposed to create, at least that's what I've understood.

TAF - a substance, consisting of protein and nucleic acid developed in a malignant tumor, that stimulates the formation of capillaries for nourishing the tumor and carrying off its waste matter. A connection to Kankri, and especially The Dolorosa's role in The Signless' life.

LATULA

I'll be honest, I'm not exactly the proudest of hers, but this grl was giving me a headache at some point. Mostly when it comes to her trolltag, because I like the name of her land, but oh well. I was tired.

galiantCaballerial Galiant - “Galiant is a mixture of two words; Valiant (Possessing Courage and Determination), and Gallant (Grand, Fine). This is what you call someone who excels at anything they play, mainly videogames.” Urban Dictionary. I'm not sure it's the most believable source, but you know what, why not. If it's not really a thing, what's stopping me from headcanoning that it is on Beforus? Or add a small backstory that Liltula found that term & loved it, used for his trolltag & only later found out it's not a real thing. Now she's living a lie. Caballerial - a trick invented by Steve Caballero in the early 1980s in which the skater performs a 360-degree ollie in a ramp while riding fakie and without grabbing.

Land of Smoke and Mirrors Smoke and Mirrors - the obscuring or embellishing of the truth of a situation with misleading or irrelevant information. Other than the obvious, it's not a big discovery that the Knights' lands are filled with danger and even things they personally hate & fear. Mirrors for somebody as self-conscious and obsessed over her presentation? And also smoke. There might be fire somewhere, but she can't smell it, she won't know she's in danger until she gets closer to it. F. No cool meaning for SAM :(

ARANEA

amasthenicGraphomaniac Graphomania - a compulsive urge to write Amasthenic - uniting the rays of light into one focus, as a certain kind of lens does (in photography)

Land of Swirls and Candles Swirls - I was thinking about the weather, so connection to Breath, but also whirlpools, so connection to water. Extreme weather. Hella important in sailing. Etc. Also swirls & cherubs. Candles - light. Quite simple. LOSAC is essentially a gorgeous dark forest lit by candles, and Aranea is blind as shit in there. Did I mention that Skaia doesn't want them to keep going? :) Other than that: - Candle Queen by GUMI is such an Aranea song, you won't tell me otherwise. - one of the definitions of a SAC is "a covering that surrounds a tumor" i WoNdEr If It'S rElEvAnT

HORUSS

compoundTegument Tegument - natural covering of an animal or plant body Compound: - a thing that is composed of two or more separate elements; a mixture - make (something bad) worse; intensify the negative aspects of But Also - compound bow - A hand-drawn, hand-held bow that for similar poundage at full draw, stores more energy than a recurve bow through the use of two cables and two eccentric wheels

Land of Copper and Bolts Copper can be used in making steam engines. “Brown coins of low value made of copper or bronze”. And making electrical wires. “any of various small widely distributed butterflies of the genera Lycaena, Heodes, etc, typically having reddish-brown wings: family Lycaenidae” h u h Can mean “policeman”... Law reinforcement… Executioners… HMM. Bolts - well, bolts, but also arrowheads (in crossbows), also to quickly escape, and also (lightning)bolt, also A bolt is also a part of a gun that pushes the cartridge (= container filled with explosive powder) into position to be fired - I wonder if it its *gets shot* CAB - besides the obvious - “the enclosed compartment of a lorry, locomotive, crane, etc, from which it is driven or operated” - trains. steam. it’s all coming together “the glass-enclosed area of an airport control tower in which the controllers are stationed” listen, it works for me, but I can’t explain Why “first cab off the rank” - the first person, etc, to do or take advantage of something - like. the first person to take advantage of somebody’s malleable and passive personality…?

Steampunk land. What can I say. Downside: them damn bolts everywhere. You can hurt yourself :<

KURLOZ

tumultuousCaduceator Tumultuous - chaotic or disorderly; full of noise, commotion, or turbulence. Caduceator - herald; messenger Also similar to Caduceus (prolly related), so a relation to Mituna who is a Gemini - Gemini is ruled by Mercury (Hermes’ Roman name, the Caduceus belonged to him) So it’s a mixed bag of relations to others: tumultuous is a relation to Caliborn (there’s even a wholeass Sign of the Tumultuous - Caniborn). Herald/messenger is akin to Kankri’s role of a prophet. Except he’s heralding Lord English’s arrival rather than another Signless’. And, well, the Mituna connection. It’s also a Doom connection, lmao.

Land of Pits and Thrills You have this huge never-ending theme park with random pits where you least expect them, cartoonish experience. In general, Princes' lands tend to be extremely dangerous in ways that relate to their aspects, and, well, cartoon-like traps break the immersion a bit, really makes you think about everything being fake. Plus a theme park doesmake one think about the HS clowns a bit, right? Another one of my faves, PAT means a stalemate in Polish - a situation in chess where one of the players can’t move according to the rules, but their king isn’t in check - it ends the game in a draw. Technically, they haven't lost, and yet they cannot progress :o)

CRONUS

corbanAlluvion Corban - offering to God in fulfillment of a vow / kinda thinking abt it regarding Cronus wanting to fulfill his “destiny” Allivion - effect of water impacting on shoreline (eg. deluge) Was I tempted for Cronus to have his trolltag as cronusAmpora? Yes. Absolutely. But in the end I decided to pretend that I Am A Serious Writer.

Land of Tides and Rows Tidal island - a piece of land that is connected to the mainland by a natural or man-made causeway that is exposed at low tide and submerged at high tide Also changing tides. Row - well, rowing, so water travel. This land looks quite nice on the first glance, but once you start to travel you find out, that the further you go, the darker and more dangerous it becomes. Oh no. Also, the water is definitely tainted. TAR - a dark, thick flammable liquid distilled from wood or coal, consisting of a mixture of hydrocarbons, resins, alcohols, and other compounds. It is used in road-making and for coating and preserving timber. But also as a verb: blame or damage the reputation of (someone).

MEENAH

cerescentConqueror Conqueror - obvious Cerescent - a typo she didn’t care to correct; crescent is a phase of the moon (halfmoon); Ceres is a roman goddess of harvest etc.

Land of Passages and Harvest Passages as literal passages, but also in: passage of time, or passing = death, so a relation to Damara. And Harvest is, well, harvest. In general, the only other Thief we have is Vriska, and her land is essentially "things that help in stealing her aspect" and "something that represents her aspect". In this case, then, you need to let the time pass for harvest to begin. Also, I love the idea that all Life Players have some representation of the other players on their planet, just like Jane's lamps. In this case, Meenah has flowers. I have yet to finish it, but I did assign some already. PAH - used to express disgust or contempt. Aka Meenah's reaction when she first saw her bright colorful land full of flowers.

Final notes: - ok, so, the idea for LOLPAW, Thrills in Kurloz's land & Avantgarde for Porrim's trolltag are from kanmeu, Caballerial is 100% an accident, though, when I've found that word I thought it looked familiar, and Oh. - I might fix the formatting tomorrow, idk, but it sure ain't gonna be now.

[safety-pin-punk]

Steps To Take Before You Donate:

A guide from someone who works at a thrift store and has seen some things. This is generalized and not specific to the store I work at.

The first step for ALL of these sections is to look at what you have. Is it something you would give to a friend or relative? No? Then don’t donate it. (Examples of things not to donate: moldy clothes, a soiled pair of pants, sticky dishes, broken mirror)

Clothes and Linens (aka soft lines)

Look to see if your clothes are wet, moldy, or have bodily fluids on them. These types of items will end up at the landfill if you donate them. Just save employees the horror and throw away your own garbage

Don’t donate used underwear or socks, but bras are fine

If the clothes are dirty, wash them (please)

If you want to be super helpful to processors, separate halloween costumes and shoes into different bags or boxes. These items all get processed separately in stores

Donate it even if its ‘poor quality’. Clothing not sold in stores gets sent to textile recyclers

All of this applies to linens (such as blankets and sheets) as well

Electronics

If you have any large items, call the store ahead of time to make sure they are willing to take it. Not all stores have big warehouses for large items. If not, try a different store or chain

Check for any chewed on, or exposed wire. Thrift stores can’t sell these items for safety purposes

If you don’t have a wire or charger for the electronic, ensure that it will stay with the item (tape or rubber bands will work well for this) if an item can’t be tested in store to see if it works, it will not be sold in a typical retail store. It will likely be sent straight to an outlet store

If you are planning on donating a TV (small or big) call the store first, some are able to take them and some are not. Check with them first so they don’t have to turn you away after you get there

If the computer doesn’t work completely, donate it anyway, most thrift stores send them to get refurbished and their memory wiped

Books/Media

Do your books have mold on them or are the pages damp? Don’t donate them

Are the disks so scratched up that they don’t play? Don’t donate them

Stores do accept VHS tapes and cassettes!

If you are donating a bunch of loose disks without cases, keep them together in a bag or a box

If you only have a case for a game (NOT DVD), donate it! People actually buy those

Separate your books and media from other items you are donating, as these get processed separately

Shoes (usually sorted into hard lines but may vary depending on the chain)

If your shoes have bodily fluids on them, or even just some left over dog poop, either clean them or don’t donate them. No one wants to touch that

Even if your shoes have been worn to hell and back (and are not gross), donate them! Just like clothes, if they aren’t sold, most stores will recycle them

Do your best to keep pairs together! Either in a box, tie the laces together, or use a rubber band!

(We do actually love getting shoes donated in their boxes - it makes it a lot easier to sort than a giant garbage bag full of loose shoes)

If you aren’t sure what category shoes fall into at the store you are donating to, just ask! We would much rather that than find shoes in unexpected places!

Furniture

Does it require repairs? Don’t donate it, try a local yard sale site instead

Is it big? Call ahead and make sure the store has space for it

Not every store accepts mattresses/beds/bed frames. Call ahead and ask

If you have a rug, has an animal gone to the bathroom on it? Yeah? Don’t donate that

Side note: if you just bought a big piece of furniture from a thrift store, bring some buddies to help you pick it up. And a big enough vehicle. Our donation door workers are still people and can only do so much to move a giant glass table and fit it into your kia soul when you decide to pick it up 30 minutes before we close

Other Items (aka hard lines)

If a baby is meant to sit or lay in the item, we can’t sell that for safety reasons, even if its brand new

Some stores will sell helmets if they are in good condition, but not all stores. Double check before you drop them off

If you are donating dish ware or china, make sure it is washed and clean. No one wants to touch sticky mixing bowls with a mysterious substance inside

Wrap your dishes or any fragile items and place them in boxes, it helps make sure they dont break before they get processed

If its broken, don’t donate it. Think: is this something I would give a friend?

Put your jewelry together and separate from other items. That way we dont only find one earing

No already lit or used candles that are more than halfway gone, find ways to up cycle them, or see if a friend would like them instead!

No one wants your used bedroom toys. Please no. Im begging you just throw them away if you dont want them

If there are nails sticking out of it, or someone could get hurt on it, wrap it and write a note. Same goes for knives. I can’t even begin to express how many times I’ve almost cut off a finger while reaching into a box of donations

Other Tips

If its sticky, wipe it down

If its fragile, put it in a box not a bag

If its sharp, wrap it

If its multiple pieces, tape it or find a way to keep it all together before you donate it

If you aren’t sure if a store will take it, just call and ask!

[samipekoe]

i think ranma 1/2 remake looks fine personally but i totally get where you're coming from. there's digital anime these days that totally NAIL a style that harkens back to the old days (wagnaria's a great example, also i'd say the adaptations of Mine Yoshizaki's mangas have gorgeous fluid styles that reflect his traditional art nicely)

but sadly most productions tend to prefer the samey simple stuff (not always bad but still) :(

also HELL yeah atsuko nakajima, her art truly opened my eyes to broaden my horizons beyond typical visual tropes of anime!! the ranma OVAs are so lovely thanks to her

omg I LOOOOOOVE mine yoshizaki's art! it lends itself beautifully to be animated as well so I agree the adaptations of his work are great. but yes! off the dome a modern anime that has beautiful lineart and color is of course mob psycho.. any anime that has more than just thin flat lines for lineart is a winner to me lol and wagnaria S1 looked so good!!! across the 4 seasons you can literally watch the art style get SAOfied lol

and YESSS GOD the Ranma OVAs are crazy eye candy, she has such a gorgeous style!!! she's still active (did designs for komi-san) so in my heart of hearts I hoped she'd return to Ranma 😔

[tyrantisterror]

You've stated that you prefer your dragon designs to be primarily or solely reptilian. What are some examples of dragon designs that blend in characteristics of non-reptilian animals that you actually like?

Hmmm... I don't know if I should answer this. It feels like an invitation for strangers on the internet to try and convert me to liking mammalian and avian dragons more than reptile ones. They do it all the time, you know. They howl outside my window at night, screaming for me to change my ways. I've had to board up the windows to keep them from clawing their way in, talons sharp and teeth gnashing. They won't stop howling. They want me to be different than I am. They want me to think dragons are better with fur and feathers. It's horrible. One threatened to drink my eyeball fluids.

Anyway, whenever I make a joke exaggerating my feelings about dragons for comedy, someone always pipes in to defend the Rankin Bass take on Smaug as good, so I feel like I should lead with this one. I'm a self professed slut for Rankin Bass's fantasy films, so I feel like the fact that I like this design should go without saying, but just to put fears to rest, here's me saying yes, I like it. As dragons with mammal traits go, this is One of the Good Ones In My Book. I like him, he looks cool.

I feel like Haku is also one that should go without saying, but here I am, saying it. I can't say Haku doesn't look cool - he's basically a wolf snake, and Miyazaki knows damn well how to make wolves look cool as hell, and also animates a damn good snake. Would I like him a bit more if he was scaly instead of furry, the way Asian dragons usually are in art? Uh... yeah, honestly, I would, but the fur works here. It fits what Haku is going for, and sells him as something not quite natural while still representing several aspects of nature. It's a divergence from the reptile look with purpose, and it's done well.

Why am I defending this again, I've spent so much of my life defending scaly dragons, I feel like furry dragons kinda don't need help being popular.

Is including Toothless cheating? Originally I felt his cat features were blended thoroughly with distinctly lizardy features (spcifically agamid lizards like bearded dragons and the like), but in the sequels I think he subtly but noticeably shifted to be more and more catlike. He might not have fur, but by the end of the series I think there's not much that's reptilian in him beyond the long tail and scaly skin. Nevertheless, Toothless is really cute and I love him.

Other non-reptilian dragons I like... well, there's this one drawn by Michael Hague that, according to the story it was made for, is ultimately a big cat monster wearing iron armor. And look at him, how can you hate that face?

Is that enough? Have I shown an open mind enough yet? Can I go back to vocally preferring dragons that are big lizards and snakes now? I'm gonna go do that anyway, actually.

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N ::: Down bad for this one today. He always kinda skeeved me out when he was a teenager but seeing him all grown up I was like, damn son. Come Netflix and chill with me. This is so much longer than I intended it to be, not sorry? But thank you for reading it! I really appreciate everyone taking the time to read my stuff and reblogging it if you do that, too! It would have been much shorter if I had been able to just sit down and not be called away from it 12.9 times. But it is what it is. Enjoy!!

*also: art by @/iluvluvnutella // permission for use was posted*

*also also: I purposely used a pic of Makoto as an ADULT. Yeah, I'm well aware the pic in the back is when he was a teenager. NONE of these HC's are about him when he was a teenager.

C/W ::: MDNI UNDER THE CUT, PLEASE.

〽️ Is very sweet.

〽️ Takes you out for ice cream (or whatever) once a week on your agreed upon date night.

〽️ Knows your favorite flower and will bring you one whenever he passes by them.

〽️ Likes to be touching you almost all the time when you're walking around town/shopping.

〽️ Isn't possessive or anything like that, but loves you so much that it's become second nature to him at this point to always have some part of him against some part of you.

〽️ Knows your favorite perfume (and your favorite cologne on him - he wears it because he knows how much it drives you crazy).

〽️ Likes the smell of your armpit.

〽️ Known to yank on his dick every opportunity he could.

〽️ Steals your panties (without your permission - but you still know about it and if it were anyone else, it would definitely bother you but it's your bf so whatevs.)

〽️ Has asked to be tied up more than once.

〽️ Suggests wax play quite often (but doesn't know your secret: he's almost convinced you to do it).

〽️ Has no preference whether or not he's on top or you are. Or in front or behind. Just loves to feel good with you.

〽️ Never really thought about anyone in particular while he jerked off (unless you count those women in magazines in itty bitty teeny weeny bikinis) until he met you. And as far as he's concerned, no one before you matters, anyway.

〽️ Likes to kiss you until you're a complete mess.

〽️ Is not above begging for you.

〽️ Wants you to tease him/edge him. (He's so pretty all sweaty and flustered, his skin flushed and bright pink cheeks, heavy, leaky cock.)

〽️ Will run his fingers all over your body and won't stop a second before you're whimpering and whining about how badly you need him to give you more.

〽️ Won't give you more until he's sure you'll cum just as fast as he does.

〽️ Has a pretty cock and knows it. (He's even admired it in all its glory.)

〽️ Is shaven because he likes how it feels and looks.

〽️ L-o-v-e-s sloppy blowjobs. Like, fluids all over the lower half of your face and upper chest.

〽️ Will make out with you after you're done (even if he doesn't cum, he'll still pull you up to kiss you).

〽️ Hopes you'll make out with him after he's done going down on you, too. (Not because he thinks it's "fair", but because he thinks it's hotter than hell.)

〽️ Sleeps nude.

〽️ Wakes up every morning with a raging boner.

〽️ Makes it well worth your while if you stayed over the night before.

〽️ Makes breakfast with organic and free-range animals because it "makes him sad" to think about their last moments on this planet being shitty. (Has been shut up by your counterargument about how they're last moments on this earth are being killed ... for food - how can they possibly NOT be shitty? And then you thank him for a delicious breakfast.)

〽️ Itadakimasu! (But with real food this time!)

@southside-otaku @viburnt @kazutora-kurokawa @katshimizuu @arlerts-angel @darkstarlight82

[grandeoatmilklatte]

Until You Scream Again 👻 - Garreth x Ghostface MC AU

Super late Weasley Wednesday post and not on a theme because there wasn’t one this week, but this idea was inspired by a convo with @greedyforgarreth where we thought it would be cool to remake my Ghostface Garreth fic, but instead MC is Ghostface and Garreth is the supportive boyfriend who is hella into it. So consider this a part 2 of sorts to my Ghostface Garreth fic, with the roles reversed.

Garreth Weasley x Ghostface F!MC - 3k words || Summary: Garreth believes his girlfriend is cheating on him. He decides to confront her about it, but gets much more than he bargained for.

Warnings: Smut, mentions of viol3nc3 and murd3r. Characters are 18+, college students, and it's an AU, so not in the HL universe. Do not engage if you are under 18!!!

“That lying bitch!” Leander shouted as he downed his beer. 

“Relax mate, I still don’t know if she’s actually cheating on me. I hope not, but let’s not call her names until we know for sure.” Garreth said as he drank his own beer, trying to calm his best friend down as they leaned on either side of the kitchen island inside the apartment Garreth shared with his girlfriend, the subject of Leander’s harsh words. Although Garreth was trying his hardest not to jump to conclusions that she was cheating, it was hard to ignore the signs. 

Yesterday was the third time this month that she had done it. She claimed she had to rush off to work, that the veterinarian had an after hours call and needed his best vet tech to assist, which was normal enough and had happened before. But these recent “calls” she had been getting always happened much later than normal, and she’d come home well after midnight, after Garreth had already gone to bed. The strangest part, when she did come home, she’d run straight into the shower, before even saying hello to Garreth. Anytime he would try to greet her, she’d refuse him until she had showered. Garreth and his girlfriend had been dating for three years now and he had seen her come home with all types of animal bodily fluids on her scrubs, why was she acting so strange now all of a sudden? Not to mention, anytime Garreth questioned her about how her evening went, her answers were always incredibly vague, a stark contrast to other times that she’d come home with tons of stories to tell about her work day. 

“I know you love her, mate, but you have to face the facts.” Leander interrupted Garreth’s thoughts. “You said it yourself, why is she rushing into the shower as soon as she gets home? Probably to wash that other man off of her before climbing into bed with you. Fucking whore.” 

“That’s another thing.” Garreth took another swig of his beer as he continued. “She’s different in bed too. She wants me to spank her, pull her hair, call her a whore, all these naughty things. Don’t get me wrong, it’s hot as hell, but it’s different.”

“Yeah, that other guy probably does it to her and now she wants you to do it to her too. She’s cheating. You need to catch her in the act. Confront her at the front door, before she has a chance to shower. If it seems like she was with another man, then you have your answer.” Leander advised as he grabbed another beer from the fridge. 

Leander was right. He needed to catch her red handed. He was going to wait until the next time she had a late night call, act like he was going to bed, and then wait up for her. He didn’t want to believe the love of his life was cheating. He had already started shopping around for a ring. But the worry was eating him alive. He would remain hopeful it was just a misunderstanding, but he needed to know one way or the other. 

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She arrived home from work a little after 6pm, in a chipper mood as usual. Garreth also behaved like normal, not wanting to raise any suspicions. He pulled her into a deep kiss, which she returned with the same enthusiasm, her hands coming up into his hair as she moaned against his lips. “How could she be cheating on me?” He thought to himself, still hopeful that it was a misunderstanding. She pulled away from the kiss after a few moments. “I need to hop in the shower. I’m all sweaty from dealing with the dogs all day. Care to join?” She shot him a seductive smile and he was instantly putty in her hands, letting her lead him to the bathroom. 

Within seconds, they were undressed and under the warm shower water. They resumed their prior activity, her kisses becoming more passionate than before. As her lips moved to Garreth’s neck, Garreth’s heart began to ache as Leander’s words echoed in his head. “She couldn’t be. There’s no way.” He kept repeating to himself to drown Leander out of his head. He was so caught up in his conflicting thoughts that he was no longer paying attention to his girlfriend, at least not until he felt hot wet lips wrap around his cock. 

Garreth snapped back to reality with a groan as he looked down, her mouth moving up and down his length. One hand involuntarily wrapped in her wet hair as he thrusted into her mouth, his other hand keeping him steady against the shower wall. She looked up at him, her eyes full of love and admiration as she took him to the back of her throat, Garreth moaning in appreciation. She kept eye contact as she worked him, letting out muffled moans herself. Garreth’s thoughts returned as he kept his eyes locked with hers, but this time all he heard was his own voice instead of Leander's, telling himself “She’s not cheating. She loves me.” Over and over again. 

Every single thought in his brain was obliterated as he came with a loud moan, shooting his load straight down her throat. She proudly swallowed every drop, giving him one final suck before she released him. He helped her back up to her feet and pulled her into one more kiss before they actually started showering, the thought of her cheating never once popping back into Garreth’s head. 

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After they were showered and dressed, they found themselves on the couch trying to find something to watch. As they flipped through tv channels, a news report caught Garreth’s attention. 

It was another report on the Ghostface attacks. Three attacks this month, the most recent being yesterday. They all happened at night on campus. Garreth and his girlfriend thankfully lived in off campus housing, but it was still close to home. Whoever this psycho was, they were running around in a mask, the police dubbing them “Ghostface”. This Ghostface also had a habit of calling their victims on a blocked number before attacking them, taunting them and asking them questions with some kind of voice changing device to mask their identity. Garreth was worried about his girlfriend having a run in with this maniac, especially with her late night outings.

Once again, Garreth’s thoughts were interrupted by his girlfriend, who had changed the channel. “Can we watch something else? This guy creeps me out.”

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About a half hour later, the couple were snuggled under a blanket on the couch, Garreth’s arm wrapped around her. He watched the tv intensely, a sudden music sting sending him screaming into her arms. 

“Wow babe! You really can’t handle a scary movie, can you?” She teased, stroking his red curly hair. 

“Hey! No need to be rude!” He replied as he playfully pushed her to lay on the couch. She giggled as she went down, and he proceeded to climb on top of her, dipping his head down so he could kiss her. The kiss started off gentle, but became more heated as the seconds went on. The movie quickly became forgotten as Garreth’s fingers slipped below the waistband of her panties, her moans drowning out any sound from the tv. 

He pulled his wet digits out of her so that he could undress her, pulling down her sweatpants and panties in one motion. He then worked his own pants off and lined himself up with her soaked entrance. His tip had just breached her when her phone rang on the coffee table, which she answered, much to Garreth’s annoyance. 

Garreth let out a huff as he got off the couch, rolling his eyes and putting his pants back on, listening as she repeated the same words she did every time: “Yeah, I can come in! Okay. See you soon!”

She could see the frustration in Garreth’s green eyes. So far he has made an effort to not seem suspicious of her, but he was reaching his breaking point, almost on the verge of tears. “Seriously babe?! Can we please just have a night together without you leaving?!” 

“Garreth, I’m really sorry!” She seemed genuine as she stood up, still naked from the waist down. She wrapped her arms around his neck, staring lovingly at him. “I promise this will be a quick job. I’ll go, come back, and then, you can do whatever you want to me tonight. Okay?” 

It was so hard for him to deny her, especially when she looked at him like that. He sighed and gave his approval. She smiled and pecked him on the lips before running to their bedroom to change. 

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Ten minutes later, with her work bag in hand, she bid him farewell. 

“I’ll be back soon, okay baby! Keep the doors and windows locked, and keep an eye out for that Ghostface!” She shot him one last smile before heading out. 

Garreth looked down at himself, noticing his cock still very hard from their earlier activities. “Guess it’s you and me now, Not-So-Little Gar!” He sighed before dropping his pants once again, situating himself on the couch, cock in hand.  

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The shrill ring of his phone woke Garreth up from his nap, having fallen asleep after taking care of himself and cleaning up the mess. He looked around, noting that the apartment was still empty, his girlfriend not having arrived home yet. Garreth looked at his phone, the time reading 11:45pm, and the caller ID reading “blocked”. Reluctantly, he answered with a soft “Hello?”

“Hello, Garreth! Do you like scary movies?” Garreth immediately recognized the voice as the Ghostface voice, the same one that was described in the news broadcast. It was raspy and robotic, like it was coming from a voice changer.

Garreth shot up from the couch. “Uh…who is this? Is this you, Leander?!”

“No. This isn’t Leander. Now answer the question, handsome! What’s your favorite scary movie?”

“Well, I actually don’t really like scary movies. Jurassic Park scared me pretty bad when I was a kid and I’ve been traumatized ever since.”

The voice giggled at Garreth’s reply. “That’s cute. You’re very cute.”

Garreth felt himself blush at Ghostface’s words, but he got a hold of himself, assuring himself that this was just a prank. 

“Leander, you’re not funny, mate. Cut the bullshit.”

“THIS ISN’T FUCKING LEANDER!” The voice screamed. “You know, you’re lucky you’re so cute, or I would have gutted you like a fish already. I just love the way your white tee shirt shows off your muscles so nicely. Fuck. I just want to bust through your door and throw myself on you. Ride your perfect cock until you’re screaming for me to stop.”

Garreth's emotions were conflicted, on one hand, he was terrified at the realization that whoever this was must be able to see him, since they knew what he was wearing. On the other hand, Ghostface was naughty, and he could feel arousal taking him over. He approached the living room window. It was locked, but the curtain was open, making it the likely source from where his caller was watching him. 

“Fuck. That sounds hot. I’d love for you to ride me, baby! But wait, how do you know what I'm wearing? Are…are you watching me right now?”

“Oh yeah I am, baby! And I can see the outline of your delicious cock poking through those grey sweatpants, just begging for attention. Don’t worry. I’d be happy to give you some.”

Garreth felt his cock twitch at Ghostface’s words, but his brain processed a completely opposite feeling - panic. 

“This has been a lovely conversation, Mister Ghostface, but my girlfriend would not be pleased to hear this, so I’m hanging up now. Enjoy your evening.”

“Wait! Don’t you fucking hang up on me! If you hang up I swear I’ll-”

Garreth ended the call, dashing to the windows to shut the curtain, then running to the kitchen to grab a knife. His eyes darted between the front door and his phone, desperately trying to call his girlfriend. But a sound froze him in his tracks -  the sound of the front door being opened. 

In walked Ghostface, dressed in a black robe and brandishing a knife. Garreth held up the knife in his own hand, waving it around and frantically screaming.

“Garreth!” Ghostface shouted in their signature altered voice. “Garreth stop, it's me!”

Garreth looked over at Ghostface, confused for a moment before Ghostface pulled off their mask, long beautiful hair falling from the mask.

“Babe?!” Garreth almost burst into tears. There she was. His girlfriend. The love of his life, currently holding a knife in one hand and a Ghostface mask in the other.

She dropped the knife as she ran over to him, throwing her arms around his neck. “Hi baby!” She planted a soft kiss on his cheek before looking up at him.

“But…but if that was you on the phone, that means…you’re…”

“Ghostface. Yep. That’s me! Well, I’m half of Ghostface. It’s actually me and Imelda! This was mostly her idea. You know she’s a little craaaaazy.” She put a sing-songy emphasis on her last word. “I was just along for the ride. I know we’ve only done this three times, but it’s pretty sexy being so in control with this thing on!”

“So…you’re not cheating on me?” Garreth asked, almost on the brink of tears.

“WHAT?! Baby I love you. Are you insane? I would never cheat on you!”

With that out of the way, Garreth could focus on the variety of other feelings he was experiencing right now. His girlfriend was Ghostface. He knew it was wrong what she was doing, and he knew it was wrong to feel this way, but he found her so incredibly hot like this - sweaty, panting, with a hungry look in her eyes. His arousal began to make itself known again as his hard cock began to press against his sweatpants. All his logic and reasoning began to fade away. He shot her a wicked smile before he spoke, recalling her taunting on the phone. 

“What was it you said on the phone? Something about ‘riding me until I begged you to stop’?”

Her jaw dropped, immediately turning into a smile as she threw her arms around him once again, leading him into the bedroom, where she lightly shoved him so he’d land on the bed. Garreth undressed himself fully, but when she went to remove her robe, Garreth stopped her. 

“No! Leave it on. I want you to fuck me in it!”

Her heart almost burst out of her chest at his willingness. She reached under her robe to pull her bottoms down, so that she was bare from the waist down under her robe. In one quick motion, she climbed on top of him, lifted up her robe, and took a moment to position herself above him before she sank down on his length, her wetness allowing her to take him fully and deeply. 

They both let out pleasured noises at entry, and the room quickly began to fill with more loud noises from both of them as she rode his cock. Garreth noticed movement in the corner of his eye, noticing the Ghostface mask that had been discarded on the bed bouncing around with each rock of her hips. He held it in his hand for a moment, imagining her causing mayhem with it on. He then held it up to her and practically growled at her. 

“Put it on.”

She did so, and Garreth let out a sinful groan in appreciation. She felt her walls tighten at the sound, and she picked up her pace as much as she could, eagerly chasing both their releases. Garreth let out a whimper of her name, and this finally sent her over the edge as she came with a whimper of her own, her cries slightly muffled by the mask. 

Her movements came to a quick halt as she caught her breath, removing the suffocating mask from her head. Those quick seconds were more than enough time for Garreth to grab her and flip her over, so that he was now on top of her, her legs spread and Garreth in between them.  

He wasted no time, effortlessly shoving himself into her. Her screams filled the room as he showed her no mercy, his pace fast and rough. She had been encouraging him to be rougher with her lately, but this was the roughest he had ever been with her, and it had her spiraling in the best way possible. 

“You’re so pretty, baby! My pretty little whore. Why don’t you put the mask back on for me again?” He said through gritted teeth. 

She was already drenched in sweat brought on by the robe and the intense fucking, but she obeyed. She watched him through the eyes of the mask, his eyes dark as he stared at her. 

His thrusts started to become sloppy; the telltale sign that he was reaching his release. He let out one final moan of her name as he came, warm bursts of his cum painting her insides. After taking a second to catch his breath. He rolled over on the bed, and she removed her mask. 

They laid in silence for several minutes, basking in the afterglow of each other, Garreth’s arm around her, and her head resting on his chest, listening to his heart beat. Garreth’s mind was reeling. He had no idea how their relationship would change. He still loved her, that would never change. But now he knew what she was capable of. He would never admit it to anyone, but he found his girlfriend’s hobby to be extremely sexy, albeit terrible. He decided he would figure it out in the morning, succumbing to sleep with the love of his life wrapped in his arms. 

At least now he finally had his answer. She wasn’t cheating after all.

[stardustpinkart]

Just started watching "Hazbin Hotel".... Im rather enjoying it! Good fun story as ever, adult jokes but not like TRYING too hard like some, like random swearword or dirty joke makes it funny, I do think its written smartly aswell as scarily, I mean, its HELL of course its full of the worst people. Vioce actors are doing a good job, some are even very good at mimicing there predecessors. Some are a bit more noticebly diffrent BUT still like, Keith David is cool as Husker hes got a great vioce nice to see him use it more, getting more out there. I LOVE how Angel uses pet names with everyone even the girls I WONDERED if he would or just men, and sides I love when people use pet names, whether its just be friendly or a hopeless flirt like Angel X3

Songs are good, animation is NOT as fluid as Helluva Boss, BUT still very good. Like in Owl house specials, they had one or two scenes where they had more frames but the rest was a lil more simply. Its not BAD or ugly or stupid, its good.

And I'm glad that this finally got off the ground. maybe took awhile but at least it DID. Sometimes projects get started but we ONLY get a pilot, and never see anything else. Not everything turns into a big thing. I honestly thought the FNAF movie was cancelled for ages as there was no news for years, but it did come out.

And we get to learn more and see the characters interact and do things. I think we all wanted to see them, so, YAY!! We finally do.

Also the retelling of how things came to be, adam and eve, yeah, thats good too. I mean why NOT, people often manipulate the "sacred tomes" in any religion to fit things, justify there hate. And making Adam an chad asshole honeslty explains the "women must be submissive" part of the bible. As a fictional way of course BUT yeah a lot of bible thumpers go on about that part along with god hates fags. Interesting way to make that WHY its that way Cant wait for more and I hope its not too short, ends too soon. Shows can get cancelled suddenly too so. I hope not

[lmk-aus-galore]

Season 5 non-reaction spoilers.

At this point everyone is talking about the animation and at this point everyone knows the animation isn’t the same.

So at least there is no spoilers just me telling about the animation.

While I do agree, Lego having changed studios/choosing Wildbrain because they are COMPLETELY biased. (You don’t need me to tell you that somehow they started to CARE about LMK’s advertising the moment Wildbrain stepped up to take the show, like seriously Lego, it’s like you WANT to show how biased you are) is not the best decision…

The animation is fine…sure there’s evidence of tweening here and there but to be fair Flying Bark was working with a semi-anime-esque artstyle and that’s very VERY hard to replicate unfortunately, even Flying Bark struggled with their own artstyle back in Season 1. And Wild Brain specializes in tweening instead of Frame-By-Frame animation, so please, let’s not compare the two since they’re both COMPLETELY different animation styles (I should know, I tried doing both in my youth)

The animation is decent enough, it’s fluid and it reminds me of my days watching MLP.

I also think they’re going for a more comic-esque artstyle instead of anime-esque? Like you know those old animation sequences with DC and Marvel comics where they would semi-animate the panels? Yeah that. That’s kinda the vibe I was sensing in the animation itself

I would say they need to work on the lighting and their lineart if that’s the only thing I think is iffy about the animation as a whole…

But anyway, the animation is fine, they need to work on a few things but hey animators can improve over time.

They did the same with Ninjago which is 3D, considering how the new DR fight scenes look badass as hell compared to the previous seasons.

[kengan-daddies]

For Kengan Ashura, I was thinking Saw Paing x Reader. I was thinking where Saw Paing was training in his private gym and Reader and Saw Paing are in established relationship and when Saw Paing was finished, he saw the Reader intimately his poses and he thinks it is super hot. 18*

Sexy Training Saw Paing Yoroizuka

18+ MDNI SAW PAING YOROIZUKA MDNI 18+

18+ MDNI SAW PAING YOROIZUKA MDNI 18+

Anime : Kengan Ashura Character : Saw Paing Yoroizuka Warning : Dry Humping, Bodily Fluids, Slight Hair Pulling, Cum Shot In Shorts.

Left, right, left, right, elbow!! Left, Right, Left, uppercut!! Liver Punch!! Inner Knee kick!!

The punching bag that was being attacked by Saw Paing, it was holding strong under his assault. Sweat shined on his skin, his muscles flexing with each fast practiced shot. He's been training in his private at-home gym for the past 3 hours now, a determined fire in his eye as he jumped back from the punching bag, his arms up in his signature stance. He huffed and puffed, as his glare sharped in challenge.

'That guy, Rei Mikazuchi... He was quick, but his hits lacked strength, they weren't enough to make me fall, but they were enough to build up on... They were fast small hits, but they were quick enough to build up damage... My chin... of all the things to take me out, it was my damn chin... I'll need to up my game... Gain speed, while also maintaining the same strength in my hits, make my guard stronger, and make my skull even tougher.' He thought as the punching bag before him, morphed into Rei Mikazuchi. He bared his teeth, as he tightened his muscles before he gave a hard right hook. "HYAH!!!"

... The door opened and out came Saw Paing, he was wiping off his neck with the towel draped around his neck while in his other hand, he held a bottle of cold water. 'If I want to get stronger, I'll first have to win against Kaolan and Rei, only then will I know that I've truly gotten stronger.' He thought as he walked down the hall. He was going to enter the bathroom, but the sound of grunts could be heard from down the hall leading towards the living room. "Huh... That sounds like (Y/n)... I wonder what she's up to... I should probably check it out, she might be trying to move heavy furniture... again." He said as he gave a sweet-hearted eye roll as he walked down the hall.

He turned the corner, and he stopped, his eyes slightly widened when he saw you in the center of the living room. You were wearing your running shorts and sports bra, you've built up a light sweat and you were throwing quick and sharp punches into the air, all while in his fighting style. He gave a wide smile as his eyes gleamed in excitement. "YEAH!! YOU GOT IT BABE!!" He shouted, you nearly squealed as you turned around your eyes wide before you relaxed. "Saw!! You scared me!!" You said as you gasped for air.

He chuckled happily as he walked towards you. "Sorry about that, babe!! I'm just so excited that you're using my fighting style!! IT GET'S ME FIRE, FIRED UP!!!" He shouted. You shook your head as you smiled. "When are you never fired up?" You asked as you walked over to him, grabbing the bottle from his hand as you took a gulp from it. He didn't mind as he pulled the towel from around his neck, and gently rubbed the sweat off of your forehead, neck, and chest. "Damn babe, you'd make for a sexy Burmese fighter, ya know?" He said. You smiled sheepishly as you gulped your mouthful of water.

"You think so?" You asked him as you placed the bottle down. He smiled as he threw the towel away carelessly as he placed his hands on your waist pulling you tight against him. "Hell yeah, I do. Just seeing you take on my stance is enough to get me hot for you." He said as he pulled you tighter against him, you smirked when you felt his hard cock through his shorts rub against your stomach. "Damn babe, if that's all it takes for you to get in the mood, then I'll always get in your stance." You said as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"I'll always be down for that." He said as he leaned down, capturing your lips against his. You gave a surprised moan at the intense kiss, his kisses were usually more soft before gradually getting heated. 'Damn, he really is fired up this time.' You thought as you parted your lips for him, his tongue immediately entered your mouth, curling his tongue against yours, your saliva mixing, the sweat on your bodies making your grips slightly slippery, but you both didn't mind it. Saliva trailed down the corner of your mouth, trailing down your neck. His hands on your waist trailed up till his hands cupped the underside of your breasts, his hands squeezed your breasts tight enough to make you moan before he loosened his grip and he did it again.

Your lungs weren't as big as his, resulting in you pulling away from the kiss, but he didn't mind as he kissed down your cheek to your neck, his hands slipping under your sports bra, his fingers grazing over your nipples making you give a light moan. Your arms around his neck slipped down over his shoulders and down his arms until one of your hands grabbed his cock through his shorts making him groan as he licked up your neck. You squeezed his cock, before you gave it some hard strokes making his knees slightly buck. He pushed his hands up, taking your bra with it, your raised your arms up, allowing him to slip it off of you as he tossed it to the floor.

He smiled. "Your breasts are always so nice to look at." He said as he placed his hands on the small of your back, trailing them down over your ass, giving it a nice squeeze before he went down to your under thighs. "Jump." He said. You placed your hands on his shoulders, doing as he said, he caught you and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He walked you both into the kitchen, placing you down on the dining table, you laid back on the hard surface, your legs unwrapping from around his waist. He leaned over, one of his hands on your waist while the other lay next to your head. He stuck his tongue out, flattening it over your nipple with a harsh lick, the tip of his tongue flicked it before he closed his lips around it.

Your fingers combed into his hair as you relaxed back on the table, one of your legs raised up, wrapping around his waist as you arched up, rubbing your clothed pussy against his cock, he gave a shocked grunt and you chuckled. "Gotta be aware of your surroundings babe... Expect the unexpecting." You said. He smirked as he pulled back from your breast, a string of saliva connected to his lips from your nipple as he spoke. "I guess I should up my game then huh?" He said as he rutted his hips hard into you. You gave a shocked moan as your clit was stimulated by his hard cock. He chuckled. "Who's unaware now." He said cockily as he flicked his tongue over your other nipple.

You whined at the assault, the rutting of his hips into your clit, the flicking of his tongue, you felt almost overwhelmed but it felt too good. Your hips backed back up into his, dry humping each other, your arms wrapped around his neck and the back of his head as you whined in pleasure, your humps gaining speed and pressure as your clit was being stimulated pleasurably. He grunted at the hardness of your humps, his cock twitched as precum leaked, soaking his shorts and your shorts as he applied his own pressure, the tip of his cock trapped in between your hip bones, he pulled back from your nipple as he lays his head in the crook of your neck.

His arms went under your back, holding you tight against him as he grinds down quicker against you. You moaned out, the pressure building up inside of you, as your orgasm was coming down on you. The pulsing of his cock added to the pleasure, his cock twitching as his own end was approaching, but your own came before his. You wrapped your legs around his waist, helping you to grind up into him faster as your pussy twitched and pulsed, convulsing as your orgasm came crashing down on you, your head snapped back, making a thump as it hit the table. You cried out in pleasure as you came. He grunted in response as he felt you pulling his hair.

His ruts became uneven as he chased his own end, pressing down, squeezing the tip of his cock in between your shifting hips, the underside of his cock rubbing against the bone of your pelvis, the vein in his cock, pulsing as his hips jerked choppily as he grunted loudly, his cock twitching as he came hard, his cum oozing through the fabric of his shorts, leaking onto your shorts and down to the table below you both. You whined at the overstimulation of his jerking hips, he rutted a few more times before he finally slowed down to a stop. You both lay there, huffing and puffing, the sweat that you both wiped off earlier, has built back up, but you both didn't care.

Your hands gently combed through his hair your other hand gently rubbing his back and neck, his breathing was calming down, as he cuddled into the corner of your neck. You sighed. "Alright big boy, time to get up, my back is starting to hurt and I feel yucky as hell." You said as you gave his back a few hard pats. He groaned as he tightened his hold around your waist. You groaned in annoyance as you hit the back of your heel hard into his back. He grunted before he pulled back, loosening his arms from around you as he sat up.

You sat up as well, pushing back as you did while he stood up straight. "Ughh, that was intense, I'm tired." He said as he rolled his shoulders back. You smiled as you pulled your legs from around him, jumping from the table. "You can sleep after we've had a nice shower, I feel gross and once I've taken a shower, I don't want your sweaty ass in the bed with me." You said as you tapped his chest a few times before you walked on towards the showers. He stood there a bit longer before he rubbed his hands down his face. A wide smile graced his face before he gave a loud roar.

"OH YEAAAAH!!!!" He shouted. You rolled your eyes as you got the shower ready for you both.

[boygiwrites]

Harley D. Dixon 22

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Author's Note.

Okay, last time, I swear! Next chapter will be longer and more productive.

Enjoy! 😊

Next to me in the backseat of Rick's car, Carl prattles on and on about all the new wilderness facts I taught him.

"And there's these mushrooms called Morels. You can find them growing on trees and they're edible, too. They taste kinda nutty."

Rick answers him with another half-assed, wow, like he's been doin' the entire drive, making me giggle when I catch his amused expression in the rear-view mirror. In the car behind us is Maggie, Glenn, Jacqui, and Jimmy, who were all pretty keen on joinin' our shooting lessons after all the commotion of the past couple days. We didn't bother Carol with an invitation, though. She seems to wanna stay locked in the RV all day, not talkin' to nobody. I feel real bad for her. We all do. Dad once said that having a child changes your life, but I suppose losing one changes it all over again, too. People die, people mourn. Life moves on. The only reason I'm here is 'cause I'm pretending I'm that strong.

"Oh, and when you're skinning an animal, you gotta make sure you don't press too hard, otherwise you'll pierce the poop tube."

Rick lets out a disgusted chuckle. "What the Hell's a poop tube?"

"You know. It's where the poop goes down before it, uh...."

"God," He shakes his head, peeling off the road and driving us into a small, green field. "Don't go tellin' your mother that one."

Once he brings the car to a stop underneath the shade of a big tree, Carl and I unbuckle and hop out, Maggie pulling in beside us soon after. He opens the trunk, unzippers the duffel bag, and I wait patiently beside Carl as Rick hands out pistols and ammo to the other adults first.

"Okay. First thing's first, these are semi-automatic handguns." He professionally explains. "One bullet per squeeze of the trigger."

Carl grabs for one, grumbling annoyedly when it goes to Glenn instead, who easily loads a clip into the chamber.

Maggie copies his fluid movements, getting familiar with the weapon. "Where'd you come across so much firepower, Grimes?"

"Long story." He shares a funny glance with Glenn as he passes the next gun to Jacqui. "Give ya the short version, we went through a Hell of a lotta trouble to get our hands on a bag from my old station, kept it ever since." The last two go to me and Carl. "Remember. These ain't toys."

We both give understanding nods. I know they ain't toys. I got that drilled into my head since I first laid eyes on my family's supply.

"Alright, let's go line up in front of that fence over there, see if we can't hit some targets. I'll give y'all the rundown on how to do it."

As we move to the centre of the field, Rick walks the fence line, carrying the bag of empty tins and bottles he brought with him, placing each one a fair distance apart. After that, he tweaks everybody's stances and grips. Maggie's is near perfect. Glenn's is perfect. He gives us a little look that says, uh-huh, that's right, making Carl roll his eyes and Jacqui smack his shoulder. He goes pink when Maggie laughs. They begin shooting as soon as they get the green-light, and after Rick checks over Jacqui and Jimmy, he does the same with me and Carl.

"Got it down pretty good." He hums. All he needs to do is square Carl's shoulders. "Guess your little woodland fieldtrip went well, huh?"

His tongue stuck out, Carl takes a slightly-off shot at one of the tins before saying, "Yeah, it did. Harley taught me."

"Well, if y'all managed to hit a rabbit, you'll breeze through this no problem."

Line up the sights, breathe in, breathe out, squeeze. My heart leaps as the bottle I was aiming for explodes, but I keep a straight face.

Much easier than hittin' a rabbit. Also much easier than hitting a group of walkers in the middle of the woods.

Rick smiles. "Nice work, Harley. How's the hearing?" 

At another bang from down the line, the ringing in my ear turns up a notch. I cringe, "It's ringin' again."

"Too bad we don't have earmuffs." He mutters to himself, before getting an idea. "Here." Stepping behind me, he cups both his hands over my ears. Ooh. That's much better. All the sounds are muffled now. It makes the splitting of metal and the shattering of glass a little more bearable. When I realize he's asking me something, I pull his wrist away and look up at him, curious. He chuckles. "I said, 'Is that better?'"

The corner of my mouth twitches upwards. Embarrased, I answer, "Yeah."

"Lemme know if you need a break or I'm squeezin' too hard." He says kindly before covering me again. "Here we go. Start shootin', missy."

For the next five minutes, I focus on pointing, breathing, and shooting, managing to hit my target once every three tries, and then once every two, and then I ain't missin' at all, anymore. Even though I can't hear 'em all too well, I see the others cheering me on every now and then.

After my last target goes flying off the fencepost, I lower the gun, tapping Rick on the arm to let him know to pull away.

"Doin' really well," He praises. "Especially with your reloadin', you got that down to an art. You need that break, now?"

I hate to admit it, but, "Yeah, I think so."

He understands. "Alright, go grab some water and sit in the shade for a bit. No harm done."

"Maybe when you come back," Carl adds cheekily, "I'll be able to hit even more targets than you."

I don't bother responding. I take myself back over to the cars, snatching up my water bottle from the pile on the ground before climbing onto the hood and taking a long sip. I spend some time just watching the others, doing my best to ignore the cruel headache crushing down on my skull but it's near impossible. I wish I could just reach inside my ear, rip out that ringing noise, and crush it like a bug beneath my boot.

At some point Glenn taps out as well, breaking away from the group and approaching me with a half-smile.

"Hey, Harley." He says, grabbing his water and a small snack. "You okay?"

"No. My stupid ear, it's hurtin' still." I complain, groaning wearily as he leans next to me on the car. "As if it bein' butt-ugly weren't enough."

"Hey, it's not ugly." He nudges me gently. "It's cool. Just like Rick's hat or your Dad's crossbow, it just makes you more interesting."

I don't get how people see badass or interesting when they look at my mangled ear-nub. Dad even called me beautiful. I'on get it.

When I don't respond, he hesitantly offers, "You wanna talk about it?"

"Not really." I mumble. Ain't much to talk about. Some things are better buried, like bodies in graves. "What 'boutchu? Why you over here?"

"I— I don't know." He shrugs. "Couldn't concentrate, I guess. I kept missing my shots, so I thought I'd quit while I was ahead."

I raise a brow. He must have something on his mind to be messin' up his aim like that. "You got sum' you wanna talk about?"

Chewing his lip nervously, he gazes out at Maggie as she reloads another clip into her gun's chamber, Rick as he jokes with Carl. Then with no warning, he awkwardly confesses, "Lori's pregnant. Rick doesn't know. And Maggie said she loves me but I didn't say it back."

Woah, uh... I don't know what to say. Lori and Rick are havin' a baby? Maggie and Glenn love each other, like boyfriend-girlfriend? Dang. No wonder his aim was shit. Those are some hefty secrets. I had enough trouble keepin' my one secret, but keepin' two?

Once I've swallowed down my surprise, I ask him incredulously, "Why you ain't tell nobody? Why you ain't tell Rick?"

I'm not too sure what happens when people find out they're having a baby, but don't they gotta, well, find out?

"Because Lori said she'd throw me back down the well if I said anything to him... I already spilled to Dale, though, and now you." Guilt crinkles expression. "Ugh, I'm so bad at secrets. I got her that test the other day, but now she doesn't even know if she wants to keep it."

Oh, that's right. The lady products. I didn't know you could decide if you want a baby or not once you got it. "How ya mean?"

He shakes his head. "Never mind. Just don't tell anyone else, please."

"Well, ya gotta tell him at some point, right?"

"I'm kinda just waiting to see what Lori does. It's her choice to make."

"And you and Maggie?" I prompt as he snaps off half his granola cookie and hands it to me. I take a bite. "She loves you?"

"Well, she said she did." He spends a long time chewing, thinking, staring at her. "I don't think she meant it. She's confused or something."

"I'on think Maggie's the type to get too confused 'bout things." I quip, doubtful. "She must'a meant it in some way, at least."

Lori guessed they was sweet on one another. I don't know too much about this sorta stuff. I never liked movies with princes and princesses in 'em, or books where the boy and girl kiss at the end. Real life ain't like that. There's things like suicide and custody. No, instead I liked the ones with adventure, like the Fox and the Hound and Alice in Wonderland. I liked pretending I was in some other, better world.

I know about Glenn, though, and I know I want him to be happy. If a strong, pretty girl like Maggie can do that for him, then I'm happy too.

"It's just, I didn't say it back." He sighs. "I was still too shaken up from this morning. Got scared, I guess. I mean, we barely know each other."

"Don't gotta. I loved Tank the second I saw him," I shrug, "I ain't know a thing about him."

"That was your guys' dog, right?" He smiles when I give a nod. I think he likes how simple my answers are. "So, you think I should talk to her?"

"If you don't, you'd be an idiot." I tell him. "Seen so much death by now that if a girl said she loved me, I'd count my dang lucky stars."

He chuckles at that. "You're not planning on stealing her from me, are you?"

"Might just."

"Whatever. Gimme that." He steals back the remainder of the cookie from my hand, making me squeal in protest. "I don't share with traitors."

"Hey!" He pops it in his mouth before I can swipe it back, whining, "Glenn!"

As he laughs around his mouthful, Rick comes up to us with a fond look on his face. "I gotta break somethin' up, here?"

I scoff. "He stole my damn food."

"Well, it was mine to begin with."

"Hey, no fighting while class is in session." He takes another cookie from the tupperware container and hands it to me. "Try pickin' on someone your own size next time." Taking a bite, I echo, yeah, somebody your own size. Then he asks me, "How's the ear doing?"

"Oh," I haven't even been paying attention to it until now, just Glenn. It's actually stopped ringing. "It ain't so bad anymore."

"That's good." He hums. "I reckon we'll be headed back soon, anyway, so just take it easy 'till then."

Glenn asks, "It's the sound of the gunshots, right?"

"Yeah. Definitely ain't doin' you any favors, huh?"

No shit. "I just wanna be able to shoot like you guys."

"Hey, you're pretty damn close already. You just need to start thinkin' about relying on quieter weapons, that's all. Like that knife of yours."

It's hard not to get angry when one mistake ruins a whole bunch other things. Lost an ear, gained tin-eye-dus, and now I can't even shoot no more. I was just startin' to get good, too. Ain't no use sulking, though, so I suck it up like a big girl and listen to Rick's advice.

"Knives are better, anyway." I say off-handedly, trying to convince myself of my own words. "Can't skin no rabbit with a gun."

He smiles and gives my shoulder a pat. "Exactly."

The three of us finish off a couple more cookies and talk about random stuff, like Rick's first day at his cop academy's shooting range and who we think is the best shot outta everyone still practicing. We don't talk about the baby in Lori's tummy, though. I feel a little giddy looking at Rick and knowin' something so exciting about him that he don't. It's like tryna hide a surprise party from someone. I just wanna tell him!

Wow, a baby. I ain't never been around one of those before. For once in my life, I won't be the youngest.

That might'a made me sad a couple days ago, but I think I'm ready to be growing up now.

Besides, I'll always be my Dad's baby no matter how old I am.

On the way home, Carl takes to rambling about how much he loved shooting, and how he can't wait to go again sometime. 

Author's Note.

Harley's so lucky to have such a supportive group of people looking after her. I'm jealous!!

Thanks for reading, everyone! 💙

[stusbunker]

Tattered: Growing Pains

A SPN ABO Fan-fiction Series

Featuring: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Dean

Word Count: ~3250

Warnings, etc: Dean has discovered he’s into her being pregnant. Sam and Dean tag-team smut. Oral, knotting, there’s lots of bodily fluids, but also a bath tub. Breeding kink, possessive and jealous Alphas. Nesting, pregnancy problems.

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Special shout out to @lastactiontricia​ for putting up this series the entire time.

Six months later

Dean

The thing about hearing other people’s thoughts—- or even just having their emotions running through your head, well, it makes it really fucking easy to see their point of view. Especially after sensing the way she felt about me and Sam both. So— yeah, I decided to be the bigger man. But; really, it came down to Sam accepting that, truemate or not— I was just as much her Alpha as he was.

It hasn’t been the easiest, but it sure beats the alternative.   

It's almost time to start moving into the Barn when I smell the change on her skin. Bobby and me have been busting ass all winter to get the place up to code and habitable. I didn't realize we were working on a deadline, but life’s always had a way of biting me in the ass.

       I gather her up against me, rubbing my belt against her middle as she leans back to squint at my face. "What?"

       I shake my head and go all glassy eyed on her, because she is actually glowing a little. And if she doesn't realize it yet, I'm not gonna be the one to say anything. I admit I'm slightly tickled to have this kind of secret to keep for a while. 

      Maybe even a little smug, too.

      Sam's been working with Garth and some folks on the inside at Roman Enterprises to figure out the how's and why's to zapping the fucking face-munchers back to where they came from. So far it's been all surveillance and research, but everybody knows the time to act is rapidly approaching.

        Now, we have another reason to get back home in one piece. Hell, maybe even reasons.

         "Nothing, just looking at ya."

         She rolls her eyes and swats my chest, reprimanding me. She kisses me quick, but deep and goes back to hauling in the rest of the groceries. I can't wait to see Bobby's face when he finds out he's gonna be a grandpa. 

         God, might even make him cry.

          I drive to the Barn because though the weather is finally turning for the better, it's a cakey, mucky mess out there and I don't really want to spend five minutes cleaning my boots before I get to do the final walk through.

         The plan was once the chompers were dealt with, we’d let her loose to nest. But I think it's time. Circumstances have changed. And we probably should keep her as busy as possible while she's still willing and able to put in the manual labor.

          Fuck, I wonder if Sam knows. It's not like I can hear a heartbeat yet, it's just a chemical thing. Or maybe Alpha's intuition. Who knows and I don't really care how—- I just know what I know.

          The entryway is wide and empty for now. We kept stone as the primary material for the floors, maintaining the rustic feel. But I talked Bobby into wisely installing a heating system beneath the decorative tiles. Warm and cozy like.

         The staircase is wide and angular, nothing ornate, but sturdy. The kitchen and first floor bath branch out to the right, making for a southern exposure for a lot of natural light. The den and the office/library take up the left side, which once held the farm equipment and animal stalls. 

         Bobby ensured the built-in bookshelves would make Sam pop a nerd boner.

          I take the stairs two at a time, rushing to see if I can parcel out the upstairs living quarters with some pocket doors or just keep it predominantly one large room with only single smaller rooms on each side, backed by the ensuite bathroom on one side and the walk-in closet on the other.

        I don't think we were ever gonna need this much closet space so I start measuring it out, thinking nurseries don't last forever and that eventually we'd need space for toys and then privacy after that.

        Maybe we hadn't thought this through after all. I think about calling Bobby out here, but it's probably too early to be making such adjustments.

        Should wait 'til she's been to a doctor or something. 

       Still, makes me worry that the house isn't really ready. Or that could just be me.

Two weeks later

         I get back from the hardware store just after sundown and all she's sending out is colors and WANT. Sam's easier to read, he's between her legs, the only dessert he really allows himself.

          I leave my keys on the hook by the door and unlace my boots. She's excited that I'm home. Sam's happy she's happy. He's also damn pleased with himself and I can almost smell her once I start climbing the stairs.

          I start shrugging out of my shirts as I enter our room. She's face down, ass up and Sam's on his knees, holding her open as he drags his tongue up and down her seam.

         He groans when she sees me, and I can smell how her slick is already changing.

          "Taste good, Sammy?"

          "Better than ever," he agrees, before dipping down and sucking on her clit. She squeals and fists the comforter. 

          She's got a steady chant of 'mate mate mate' going in her mind. I sidle up to the edge of the bed, let her nuzzle my junk— just to hear her purr, before I back away and undo my belt.

           She's the only one naked so far, but I'm not letting that last. I need to feel her. Fucking breed her all over again. God, she's gonna be so hot in a couple months. I can't wait to taste every inch of her, feel her thicken and plump fuller.

           She whimpers, either Sam's doing his job or she's hearing me. She likes it when our mouths are on her, especially if it's to get her open for our knots— or to clean her up afterwards.

            With her—with us it's been a little bit of everything. She wants both— she gets it.

          Sometimes she makes us watch the other, eye fucks us as she rides the other brother. She's fucking vindictive. But she knows her power, can't be angry about a confident Omega. 

          And now that she won't be needy and in heat so often—- fuck she's going to have both our balls in a vice grip.  She gasps and comes all over Sam's chin. He growls and keeps going, making her squirm until she comes again, loud and screaming his title.

           I'm stroking myself nice and lazy now, going to stretch this out. Make her a pile of sagging joints and sticky skin before calling it a night.

          "Can you smell it? What a good Omega we've got?" I ask without asking.

           "Can fucking feel ‘em in there," Sam agrees.

          I lean over the bed to where she's limp and warm. Kiss her hair and brush it back so I can get to her ear and breathe out, "you feel it, honey? Us growing inside you?"

         She whines and then asks, all sleepy, "Pups?"

         Sam and I share a look and a shit eating grin. 

        "Yeah, baby, you're fucking glowing with them," Sam confirms, hands soothing up and down her haunches.

        "No wonder you've both been so damn happy lately. And handsy," she taunts, slipping away from Sam's touch and rolling up to her pillows in the middle of the bed.

         She aint wrong. But, damn, didn’t think I was all caveman about her having kids until it actually happened. Now it’s all I can think about. I crawl after her up the bed, drag myself up her body, feeling the way she shivers from my body heat. I cage her in, box her in with my forearms and settle against the cradle of her thighs, hard and in no hurry.

She plays with my hair as I look down at her dazed expression, gather her up so I can slip my arms underneath to hold her head in both my hands. Nudge into the hair at her nape, getting her eyes to droop further closed.

“How’s my girl, huh?” I breathe against her lips as she smiles, just a hint of one really and she's reaching for a kiss. I hum against the familiar give of her mouth and drag her bottom lip in for a little nibble. 

Sam’s off in the bathroom. I can hear him rummaging around, smell the salt she likes to use as he fills up the tub. He gives me this, just holding her, feeling her soft and supple in our bed. I kiss her, smirking as she tries to make it dirtier than it needs to be.

She’s fucking perfect.

I peck my way down her chin, drag my nose up her jaw, just to lap at that spot behind her ear. She’s itching to move, I can feel the tension build as I take my time, hold her tight, pinned by my hips and elbows. 

She whines as I suck on her pulse, and sighs as I kiss it better.

Love this shit, love riling her up.

But she's sneaky, and just as I start to lick over to the other ear, she's got me in hand, clammy fingers squeezing and stroking. I gasp more than growl, of course she clocks it and fucking purrs.

"We gonna get dirty or what?" she teases.

"Don't want Sam's hardwork to go to waste," I agree, pulling her knee out and rolling my hips to really get at her. She drags up her other leg and lets me slick myself up. I tune everything else out, it’s just us right now. Just heat and wet and home. And me sinking inside her, her opening up to keep me close, and fuck it, I’m getting sappy here.

“Dean,” she moans my name, not my title, not some random endearment. My name and I just let go. I fuck her into the bed, hard and desperate, needy. All the while looking down at her, seeing her face and those eyes I can never hide from, just wrecked from it all.

Pride surges through me and I thrust deeper, letting my knot kiss her entrance, without letting it all go. I wanna keep drawing this out and if I focus on her, I won’t let her take me over the edge. I hover over completion— seeing her blissed out and mine.

So mine.

I snarl and clamp my jaw shut. Close my eyes and breathe. Force myself to use my upstairs brain and keep her throat out of my mouth. She’s mine, ours, I don’t need to reclaim her. She’s already got the best part of me anyway—- growing and safe.

My eyes snap open cuz she’s squirming to change positions, sitting us up so she’s in my lap, bouncing and kissing me all over. God, it’s perfect.

Every thrust she falls harder on my knot and I’m seeing spots, cross-eyed from the pleasure. “The water’s gonna be cold if we—,” I warn as she adds a swirl to the movement of her hips.

“Carry me,” she husks out, voice thin, but firm.

I lose it, slamming her down as my knot pummels inside her. She clutches to me with everything she has. When I can think straight, I feel myself leaking out of her, down my sapped nuts and onto the sheets and still she pulses around me, milking me for more.

I laugh and sigh, forehead on her shoulder as she wraps her arms around me and squeezes. I never want to move.

She murmurs in agreement, kissing my neck and just being that sweet side of her, the tender Omega that she kept hidden and protected for so long. I flex my toes behind her and start scooting us to the edge of the bed. 

Sammmy’s been patiently waiting in the ensuite and I really should thank him. Maybe even ask for a spotter, but I manage to stand with her locked around me, her arms like snakes wrapping around my head. With every step I tug against her internal grip and we’re both whining at the strain by the time we reach the tub.

Sam’s shaking his hair out from a shower, and I make a point of not noticing his unsatisfied knot while I try to set her on the edge of the tub. Sam does a good job of suppressing his jealousy around me, but I always know. And it’s not personal, we’re beyond that. It still happens. 

“Don’t look at me like that, it was her idea,” I gripe, trying not to rip out of her as I bend at the knees.

Sam huffs, probably giving her a bitch face, but she just shrugs and gasps as I step carefully into the tub.

“Easy,” Sam warns, like I’m not fucking going slow and steady.

She hugs me tighter, and I feel more of our juices slide down my thigh. Sam’s at her back now, holding her shoulders as I lift my other leg and twist us into the steaming water. We go down with a huge splash, but no one’s bleeding. So there’s that.

She sags against my chest, just letting herself relax with the warmth.

“Thanks, Alpha,” she says and we all know she means Sam.

Sam hums and pulls her hair out of the knot she had on top of her head, rubbing gently at her scalp. I never figured out how he does it without hurting her, but maybe it’s a trick having stupidly long hair taught him. Maybe he’s just got a better angle from space.

She sighs into his touch and smiles up at him with closed eyes. He bends down and kisses her. And I’m just a chair at this point.

Okay, maybe Sam’s not the only one who gets jealous.

I rub her thighs and use my fingertips to scrub our efforts off her skin. When my knot starts to soften, she leans back and gets her hair wet. That’s when Sam gives in and joins us in the tub. More water gushes over the sides, but I installed the walk-in shower at a pitch, the drain’ll do its job.

We take turns cleaning her off, and she takes turns kissing us stupid. We whisper sweet nothings about her body, our pups, the way she smells. I’ve never been so damn happy in my whole life.

Of course, it can’t last.

 READER

What no one tells you about morning sickness is that morning has NOTHING to do with it. It’s like nausea for being hungry, your body is YELLING for nutrients in a more drastic way. Or at least that’s what I’ve been dealing with for the past six weeks since we figured out what we got ourselves into.

It’s been fine, really. I mean, I knew it was inevitable. The chance of birth control standing up against two claims and ALL that sex was pretty much wishful thinking at this point.

It’s just, we’re still on high alert with the Leviathans. 

Dean’s letting me decorate the nursery, which is really just a branched off nook to the master bedroom. I still can’t believe all the work he and Bobby did to make this place so gorgeous. It makes me a little weepy just thinking about it too long, honestly. But don’t tell either of them, because they get all smug and start primping about their skills.

Yes, both of them.

Then there’s Sam. Who has, by far, been the worst. He checks my vitals, scents me constantly and has read more about the birthing process than probably half of the medical field. He’s relentless about my diet, my hydration, even my generally chaotic sleep schedule. If his protectiveness wasn’t so hot— I’d have stabbed him by now. 

I still come pretty close when he raises his eyebrows when I sneak a sweet or two.

Dean’s on my side though, so tough titties for Sam.

I’m walking barefoot between our room and the babies’, relishing in the feel of the transition from reclaimed wooden floorboards to the cushy give of the soft gray carpeting.

I’m measuring the windows for curtains when the first pain shoots down my side, as quick and centralized as a ripped off bandage. I gasp and pull my arms down, rubbing the area through my shirt. It ebbs before I really think about it, moving on to the next wall where it’s a double window looking out towards the long forgotten cornfields.

It’s warm on the second floor this time of year, and we’re not around enough to leave the air conditioning on yet. So I huff a little and write down the width and height before stepping back and surveying the space. Blinds and curtains or just curtains?

I’ve never had my own space like this— never been able to choose how it takes shape. Another gift this house gives me. And I’ve found so many already: stability and hope, space and privacy, freedom, but mostly it gives us roots. 

A true homebase.

A sense of safety and rightness has begun to creep into the everyday. My reflexes are slowing, even though I’m still on my feet and ready to assist on a hunt at a moment’s notice. Not that they’d let me in the field, now. Assholes. But I feel the ways I’m changing— we’re changing and I can’t really complain about the softer edges to us all.

I get another spasm just before dinner, nothing quite as alarming, but this one holds out longer. I’m rubbing my side again when Sam comes in with the bag of Chinese. Dean’s right behind him with a case of gatorade and a six pack. 

Both of them gawk at me and I roll my eyes, take a deep breath and let them settle themselves down. One tiny bit of pain is not the crisis they’re thinking it is.

I take the bag out of Sam’s massive hand and start setting the white cartons out on the table. Worrywarts.

Bobby

The doctors can’t figure out what’s wrong. Something about weird body chemistry or mixed results from all the damn tests they’ve put her through the last week and a half. They’ve got her in a room, hooked up to monitors and saline drips. And still she’s struggling to keep a steady heartbeat. And the pups— well, they’re monitoring them too.

She won’t let me tell the boys. Not until we know something. But every instinct in me is screaming that those idjits need to be here for her, should be the ones holding her hand and getting the doctors to listen right.

I’m not her dad, but I’m the pack Alpha. I gotta do something.

They better just finish the Leviathans once and for all, because I’m not sitting on the bench for my health here. She’s been quiet today, pensive. Almost like when she was a kid.

Or younger. I didn’t know her like that until she was already hunting, damnit, in a way that these kids were never kids.

We’re not letting that happen again. Not if we can help it. I tell her I’m grabbing a coffee, promise to bring her something from the cafeteria. Just need to stretch my legs and get out of  my head. 

Make some calls.

Because we know a thing or two about things that these white coats don’t. And I’ll be damned if I let my girl go down without checking out every stop along the way.

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