#him praising her

[hinamie]

playing around w slightly different hair renders

[demaparbat-hp]

Their actual first meeting in the Kyoshi Warriors AU!

Katara had her Oh moment before exchanging a word with Jian Li, and while she gets over it in time (or, at least, convinces herself that she's not embarrassed by her initial reaction to him) this quasi-interaction haunts her for the first couple of days of their stay in Kyoshi Island.

It's just not fair that the place is full of gorgeous people! Or that he's not only beautiful, but also kind and awkward and respectful and dorky and—oh, La—she's in trouble.

[angrycloudloud]

Jayce face after Viktor's "wait...this isn't my bedroom?" Was so "fuck we are caught" and Jayce introducing him as his partner to Mel are the reasons why she wait seven years to get him in her bed... Our lady was full "is he gay or european" for seven years trying to figure out if Jayce and Viktor were dating and no one can change my mind.

[lgbtlunaverse]

I feel like too often people frame Nie Mingjue's issues as ignorance borne from safety. Like, they think that because of his privilege as a sect leader he doesn't know what it's like to be in danger and forced to make hard choices to survive. And I disagree. Strongly.

First of all, Nie Mingjue is very familiar with death not only from war but from. You know. Actively dying since the age of fourteen. Let us not forget Nie Mingjue is dead! Super dead! And maybe he didn't die the exact way he expected to but he did, absolutely, know he was going to die. To act like Nie Mingjue is unfamiliar with the scenario of "do something you find morally reprehensible or die" is to ignore that he has been living that exact scenario and chose death.

Nie Mingjue knows death is a risk for someone like Jin guangyao, in fact he explicitly acknowledges it even in his worst moments like the stairs in chapter 49. Had his issue been ignorance, then he would've responded to Jin Guangyao saying that he's in danger and has to sacrifice others for his own safety with "No you aren't you'll be fine." But he doesn't. He accepts the fact that jgy is in danger with no qualms and says: then you should die.

That's not him betraying his values, those are his values. He is, essentially, pro-suicide. Jgy is like hey I have a moral dilemma what should I do and nmj straight up goes "Kill yourself" and earlier that same chapter when he was faced with a moral dilemma he went "I'm gonna kill myself." He believes the solution to moral dilemmas is suicide! He is extremely consistent about this! When it's pointed out to him that it would have been dangerous for Wen Qing to oppose Wen Ruohan it doesn't phase him because he thinks putting yourself at risk to do the right thing is the only moral choice. The idea that he can only hold this belief because he is himself somehow not in danger, again, requires you to ignore that he is dying the whole time. And it doesn't deter him. He is the idea of self-sacrifice as a moral good taken to its absolute logical extreme. Someone who is ready to die and demands the same from everyone else.

It makes him a very fun case study for fandom, because a lot of fandom spaces also tend to revere self-sacrifice as the ultimate good, and yet we get very uncomfortable when someone starts demanding it of characters we love. Like woah, hold on, that's a bit too far isn't it? Only we the audience get to do that!

[sidsinning]

"Marinette being a fangirl of Adrien the model means she doesn't see the real him and Adrien hates that about his job"

Adrien when Marinette watches him model:

Boy is BASKING in her fangirlisms its crazy

Showing off to her was probably one of the only highlights of his job

He's a teenage boy and the cute nice girl in his class thinks he's cool for this thing ofc he's gonna milk it

[bunnieswithknives]

I feel bad for neglecting Hazel so much, I do have many thoughts about her.. and also a mermaid au that im probably not going to do anything with

[xochimillilili]

It's getting colder and that just makes me wanna treat my sweet boy to warm toasty baths every night. I want to hold his hands softly as he lowers himself into the tub with me, teasing gently if the blush on his cheeks is from the steam or from the way he fits so comfortably between my arms and atop my lap, from the way he shivers everytime I cup his tits with my hands and squeeze

Wanna trail my hands along his body, feel him arch his back against my chest. Biting, kissing, giving him a collar of hickeys as I tell him how proud of him I am, how I love him, my soft words a contrast to the harshness of my nails digging into his skin. Massaging his tummy and thighs, just grazing around his crotch. Shushing his whines for more softly with gentle slow kisses, sharing my warmth with him in the midst of the heat of the tub.

Ah ah, you'll get more soon enough baby~ Just let me adore and enjoy your pretty body for a bit sweetie. You deserve some soft loving warm rest~

[hellyrossum]

you know in all the posting about irving and helly’s friendship after last ep, i haven’t seen anyone mention yet that he was one of the two people who first saw her, who watched her (through the screen, on the other side of the wall) as she woke up for the first time, confused and scared and burning with anger. and then he was the one who brought her back; he was the one she first saw (holding her in his arms), as she was confused and scared and freezing. he was there for her start, and she was there again just in time for his end.

[jakeperalta]

rory gilmore is a very forgiving person because if my high school boyfriend who ended things by literally ghosting me and the one time I'd seen him in the past two years had been begging me to leave college to be with him, then showed up with zero idea of what was currently going on in my life and claimed to know me better than anyone and yelled at me for taking time out of college I would've killed him actually

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

"Jason was the happy robin" this, "jason was the angry robin" that. Let's all be fully honest here Jason was the lonely robin

[ssaraexposs]

The way he wants to prove WRONG to Atsushi. The way he wants to prove that he's not like Dazai. He knows Kyouka deserved better from him and also knows he actually owes her. After everything they've been through, he saw the change in her eyes. He's seen how much she's grown, and how much she worked for become the girl he saw in that right moment.

[e-r0da]

Femdom!reader x sub!Ness

(MDNI, established romantic and d/s dynamic, soft/affectionate domme!reader, light?choking, mentions of restraints, not explicit smut but heavy on the kink, some pet names since I can’t escape them, and if I miss anything please lmk!)

a/n: i’m gonna close my eyes and hit publish. I’ve been wanting to write a domme for ness for so long because ohmygod the potential!!! But i am. Scared. So I dipped my toe in. I hope people like this. Okay running away now byeeeeeeeeeeeeee

“'Lexis?” You call softly. 

You didn’t really have to say his name—not with him so close, standing between your knees as you sat on the bathroom counter—but you said it anyway. 

After all, you liked the sound, liked the feel of his name on your tongue. Liked the way it brought his attention to yours so immediately, without pause. 

In that way, your Ness reminded you much of a loyal knight. Or a dog.

“—Yes, mein Schatz?" You relish in the quick flick of his gaze to yours. 

Ness’s attention was unmoving, even as he rubbed a bit of balm onto your lips. It was the last step of your skincare routine. A routine which he had actually been into doing for you, recently. When you smile shyly, you can feel the way his finger lingers on the corner of your lower lip.

He’s always had such pretty eyes, you think.

And now those pretty eyes were on you.

“Just wanted to say that you’re so pretty, Alexis,” You take hold of the hand on your face and bring it between both of your own, leaning in to give him a quick peck. Your grin takes on a bit of pride, now. “—I’m a lucky girl.”

Soft, rosy hues dust the top of your lover’s cheekbones as he hurriedly looks away. Even now, he has trouble receiving your praise.

 A soft thank you escapes his lips. Then he murmurs. “—although I’m pretty sure that I’m luckier.” He hides his face in your neck, and the next part is a whispered tickle in your ear. “To have you in my life.” 

You hum amusedly at him, taking the opportunity to run an affectionate hand through his thick locks. The two of you stay like that for a moment, simply enjoying one another’s presence and the feel of mutual adoration, thick in the air. Ness lays soft, open mouthed kisses on your collarbone. The vulnerability of it all is something you could never tire of. It doesn’t escape you, how refreshing it is to be in a relationship where you could call your boy pretty and not be met with a threatened masculinity. It was the kind of self-assuredness that most people didn’t see in Ness. But you knew best how to coax the best of him out from its hiding place. 

Silently, you toy with the idea of doing so now.

You move your hand further down, fingernails carving soft lines down the back of his neck, teasing a sensitive spot for him. He shivers at the stimulation. You take it further. Reaching back into his locks, you tug gently at the base so he now peers up at you. 

You beam down at him. The voice you use to speak with him now comes out doting, almost teacher-like. “Do you remember what I promised you? If you did a good job this week?”

A brief flash of confusion brushes over his face. That cute little scrunch between his brows makes an appearance. But then it’s quickly slackened by realization. 

Realization, and something more. Where your fingertips meet the skin over his nape, color rises to his face. 

Oh, he definitely remembers.

Deftly, you slide your hand away from his scalp and drag a finger up under his chin, stopping at the tip. Ness’s eyes glaze over. He gulps, Adam's apple showing how he attempts to wet his throat, now thick with want. You follow the movement with your finger.

“Alexis?”

A soft whimper leaves him, whether in affirmation or arousal you cannot be sure.

You coo at him. “You do remember what I promised you, yes?” Then, a soft pout. “—I’d hate to think that you’ve forgotten so soon?” 

At this you move to withdraw your hand from his neck but Ness remembers himself just in time and is quick to put it back on, this time with your palm over the column of his throat.

 “No!” Oh, the desperation. 

You cock a brow while his erratic heartbeat plays beneath your hand. “No?”

He clears his throat. “No...I remember.” ba-bump! ba-bump! ba-bump! 

“Remember...?:

“—that y-you promised…you promised to—” He mumbles something that isn’t quite legible. 

So cute. So embarrassed. 

All yours. 

One more coo—and a pet name, this time—just for encouragement. “You’ll have to be a little louder if you want me to hear you, Nessie.” 

Oh, how hopelessly desperate he looks at you now.

ba-bump! ba-bump! ba-bump! In the silence of the room, that rhythm is all you can hear.

“—c-collar me.” He chokes out. “You promised...to collar me.”

Pride, arousal, and satisfaction fill you. They mix. Together, they move like liquid fire, coursing through your chest, before kissing up against the sides of your ribcage and pooling into your lower tummy. 

“Good boy.” You drawl. “And I did, didn’t I? A proper collar for my pretty puppy.”

Curling your fingers around his throat, you give the sides a gentle squeeze. A testing one, as you hold his gaze. You pose a silent question, the same one, each time, before you start anything. 

Do. You. Want. This? 

The hands of your lover reach up to engulf your own, thick fingers caressing your grip. He knows what you’re asking. Knows how to hear you even now, even without words. 

Eyes filled to the brim with want and adoration, he squeezes too. 

It comes out as a whisper. “Mein Schatz, I always, always want you.”  

You kiss, tongues enveloping one another in a slow dance, feeling the shape of one another, all the way down to the ridges in each others’ lips. His hands slide to your face, cupping the sides with a reverent fervor. Like a worshiper. When you finally pull away, it is with a gentle tug of his bottom lip between your teeth. You giggle a little at the sight of him after, so lost in your eyes and with a slight pant in his breath. He wants to keep going, wants to chase after your lips, but he won’t. He’ll hold back, because he’s a good boy. And good boys don’t get to worship. Not without permission.

“Please—make me yours. I just want to be yours.” He pleads, and you can feel him now, pressed up against you, the length of him radiating heat across your stomach even from under his pants. 

You want to be mine, hm? That badly, baby? Another tease. In truth, the neediness of his voice and in his body language feeds you like a decadent haze—frustratingly sweet but not yet in you—and the lack makes you ache. You don’t let the feeling show, though. Not yet. This was only the beginning.

Drawing up one of your knees between the two of you, you navigate the planes of Ness’s body with your foot, not neglecting to notice the way his stomach caves just a little when you brush over his hardened member for the briefest of moments. You stop at his chest, and push softly. He stumbles back, stopping just short of breaking contact, hands moving subconsciously with each retreating step. Heat emanating from his palms travels down your thigh, to your calf, and finds its resting place around your ankle.

Softly, you give him your first command. 

“Undress for me, ‘Lexis.”

Tonight, you wanted your collar to be the only thing adorning his body. 

After all, neither of you liked to share.

(Lovely banners made by @adornedwithlight !)

[kanerallels]

FABULOUS news gents my third and final proof copy arrived today and we are SET!!! The illustrations look gorgeous, the cover is stunning, I'm actively not looking at the actual words because I spent the last five years doing that: all that's left is to hit publish!! Oh wait—I just did that too!!

That's right! I have submitted the book to the Amazon overlords for publishing. It should go through processing in about 72 hours, and I'll let you guys know when that happens!

Prayers that everything goes quickly and smoothly would be deeply appreciated!! Thanks for your support and enthusiasm!!

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[gelphiesupremacy]

The same guy who said “life is painless for the brainless” gets offended when Elphaba thinks he’s stupid

[nightfal1n]

Two kids when dealing with getting wholehearted compliment from daddy-like figure for the first time in their life (probably)

[theylovevenus]

Need everybody to close their eyes and imagine the dynamic of Wind Style Trio