#i dunno if i used this one before but i will use it again

[aakeysmash]

You haven’t seen farmer!sukuna for three whole days. He had to go to the city to get you the grade A flour you make your bread with (you begged him to go), and a storm made him stay away from you for way longer than what you’re both used to. When he comes back home, you stop swirling your beef stew, turn off the stove, and run to him. Your summer dress flows around you, and he grins, catching you with exceeding ease when you jump into his open arms.

“Hey,” you smile. It blinds him for a second.

“Hey, wifey,” he responds, matching smile on his face, already touching his nose with yours.

His fingers dig into the fat of your thighs while your lips descend on his, and he walks you both to the couch while you manage to throw his straw hat on the ground. You grip his hair, savoring the taste of the hum coming out of his throat when you grip it a little bit harder. It tastes of familiarity, of comfort, and a little bit of desperation.

“Did you miss me?” You ask him smugly, mumbling the words on his mouth, a string of saliva still connecting you two. You lick his upper lip with the tip of your tongue, teasing him, circling his head with your arms when he plops down on the used cushions. He squints at you but still parts his lips to kiss you again, not being able to resist the pull you have on him. His teeth come onto your cheek, biting you softly, while his palms drag up and down your exposed legs.

His tanned calloused fingertips nip your skin, but it’s a pleasurable feeling. A feeling you’re used to. He smirks, groping one buttcheek hard, and forces you closer to his chest. The action makes you keen and sigh, your smile falling from your face to leave space for a trapped moan inside your mouth.

“Dunno, I feel like ya missed me more,” he says between both rough and delicate kisses on your neck. Despite looking like that, all broad and menacing, the soft press of his lips on your skin is the most him thing he’s ever showed you.

“I didn’t miss you-“ you mutter, stopping briefly to caress his face. He keeps on smirking, kissing your ring finger right on the golden wedding band. “-didn’t miss you at all.”

His big palm moves under your frilly dress, coming down rather harshly on the glob of your ass, before soothing the sting with two little pats. You yelp, your head falling on his shoulder, trying to get even closer to his body heat. You feel his index finger moving across your panties, and he twirls the cotton around the digit before pulling it tight against the spot he knows you want him to pay attention to.

You hear him chuckle while you complain, already dizzy with wanting him all over you.

“I know she missed me,” he rasps, forcing you to keep your head in the crook of his neck by putting one sprawled hand on your hair.

“Give it to her, then,” you whine, rolling your already damp underwear on the crotch of his jeans. His zip catches delightfully on your clit, and you softly moan in his neck.

“Sure thang, ma. Whatev’r my pretty wife wants,” he snickers, quickly discarding his pants. He barely gets his boxers under his ass, swiping the head of his cock on the front of the panties he still has in a twist around his finger. You try lifting your head to give him a mean glare, but he forces you back against him. Then, he rips the band, getting your whole weight on his free hand without straining at all, lifting you up.

“Let me kiss your other lips too, mh?” He grunts, kissing the side of your face.

“Just put it in, Sukuna,” you talk back, frowning, getting your mouth wide open ready to bite him. Your teeth come down on his skin at the same time his dick starts sinking into you, the feeling of your bodies finally connecting making you clamp down on his throat.

“Eaaasy, tiger,” he chuckles mid whimper, patting your hair. “Relax that jaw, vampire.”

“You can leave a handprint on my ass and I can’t suck your blood?” You pant, the perspiration from your breaths making the air you inhale so much hotter, his hand still deeply rooted on your scalp.

“I’d let you mark my fuckin’ heart, babe,” he mumbles near your ear, his hand tightening on your hip. He lowers you down slowly, letting your wetness drip all over his length. Usually he’d be a little rougher, and he loves how you love it, but since he also loves how tight and perfect you always feel, the fact he hasn’t fucked you in what feels like forever heightens his soft side.

“Shit, relax down here too,” he grumbles, his hand finally leaving your hair just to come rub little circles on your clit. You drop down lower by the second, and when he’s buried to the hilt, he slams his lips on yours. He grips both your hips, surely leaving marks, gyrating them at the same rhythm his tongue tangles with yours.

“Fuck yes. Missed this. Missed you,” he grits out, fucked out expression on his face, cheeks tinted pink and eyes rolled back.

For the next thirty minutes he swallows your moans just like you devour his curses, a cacophony of what’s simply just you. You take it slow but desperate nonetheless, and he lets you jump up and down his cock to your heart’s desire. Your dress is still on, just like his chest is still clad in his worn out t-shirt.

“Missed you so much. Wan’ you to cum inside,” you moan, baby hairs all over the place, and right now he thinks you’ve never looked more beautiful. He smiles lazily, his hand coming up to your face to lower your head just enough to drag out a sentence between your lips.

“Want me to put a bun in the oven?”

[czech-hunter-reject]

@pillsbury-joe-boy I get it, but like...

That's not even all of it 🙃🙃🙃

Okay, so right after he immediately competently undresses, the very first thing he tells me is that he doesn't kiss men on the mouth because, and I quote, "I'm not gay, I'm just a sex addict" 💀. Which probably should have already alerted me to abort mission right then and there, it's just at this point his very, very, beautiful, quite large and incredibly enticing uncut cock was dangling right in front of me, and my judgment got thrown out of the window in lieu of horny faggotry 🤡 oh, and he was Polish, so there was a whole language barrier there as well, and he wasn't entirely fluent in English, and I definitely had a feeling that a lot was lost in translation. Add to that that he was basically wasted right from the moment he arrived, so his speech was the special brand of drunkenly blurred on top of that. And he was loud. So loud! He was basically shouting the majority of his speech, but not in a mean way or anything, just in an excited drunk guy way. Oh, and he was setting up some kind of self-defense type business, and had apparently been quite a ruffian back in the day, which made a lot of sense because he had *so many* scars all over his body, and big ones at that too, including several large scars across his face, which admittedly was a *massive* turn on to me. He was just a very gorgeous man, actually. He was alsi mixed-race, and he told me how that had been a cause of a lot of physical abuse to him as a child. He had never had parents and had grown up with his grandparents, but the grandmother passed away when he was 7, and apparently his grandfather had taken his grief out on him in the years after, which again resulted in physical abuse. He told me a very detailed story of this one time his grandfather had spanked him with a large wooden plank and how he had been full of bruises and bloody wounds on his legs and buttocks after. He told me several such stories of his wildly traumatising childhood and youth, and it definitely made me feel sorry for him. Oh, and that self-defense course? Yeah, he showed me several demonstrations of his techniques, all in the nude, which was, uhm, fascinating to look at lol (cock and balls flopping about 😍). Oh, and when we were texting before we met, he asked if he could take a shower when he got here, and I suggested we took a shower together then, to which he agreed. I bring this up because it didn't happen, we ended up going right at it instead lol, and well, remember how I mentioned I am currently dealing with phimosis? Well, the thing about that is that phimosis makes it incredibly difficult (not impossible) to sufficiently clean your hood lol, and added to that, I actually hadn't showered in three days before he got here. So, uhm, as he was putting a condom on me and started to blow me... well, there was some unpleasantness lol 🙈 which wasn't ideal for either of us, to say the least. 🙃 so that's when we decided to take a shower together. And I mentioned how he started crying towards the end of it all, right? Well, from what I gathered, it had to do with his ex-wife who had left him almost immediately when they got to Danmark a few years ago. And he basically went on this little mini misogynistic tirade about how women are all evil, women are all witches, bullshit like that. And I dunno, I guess I got the feeling that he was in fact a closeted gay man who turned those frustrations into misogyny in his mind. I dunno, again, language and blurred speech barriers.

So yeah, a little more tea lol, and I'll let that be the (hopefully) last I have to say about this strange hook-up experience 😅 there was still more, but dinner at my parents' is ready, so I gotta bounce ✌️

Sooo, there's a guy on his way over here, for sex reasons :P

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

Nepeta: :33< tv writers will come up with vaguely weird & pawkward mannerisms fur a character and unwittingly craft exemplary clawtism repurrsentation, then try to write an explicitly autistic character and commit a hate crime

[egophiliac]

still ruminating over Lost In the Book With Spooky Skeletons Part 1, so here's a selection of some of my favorite little bits! (...some more loosely paraphrased than others) (I just feel like Idia has no room to criticize in general, okay)

anyway, I'm sure we're just going to have a fun time celebrating Halloween and nothing bad is going to happen whatsoever! :)

[front-facing-pokemon]

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[djbluefire]

I could fight off the brain rot no longer, now my brain is mush and this show is torturing me

[lixenn]

give me your favorite manga or anime of all time. NOW. like, the ones who changed you as a person. if you are okay with questions like that!

UWAAAA!!! ummm favourite

favourite manga or anime

yes.

i have that... probably... i think...

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO PICK THIS IS DIFFICULT 😭😭😭

I will make my life easier and try to pick a favourite per genre? I hope that's okay 👉👈🥺

So Lix' favourite manga/anime coming right up:

Romance This one is easy: Maid-sama I admit to not having read this in literal years so I honestly can't say if this would still be true if I reread it but Maid-sama is what really got me into anime and manga. It was one of the first animes I watched (I remember watching a german fandub of scenes on youtube... that were the days) and it's the only manga which I have all volumes of (though i think they made a sequel? i don't have that because I honestly didn't see the need to buy it). It will always be important to me even though I really don't have that strong of an urge to read it again.

Shounen Okay. So I like shounen a lot. And I know I always yap about KHR on here but it's not my favourite shounen because that one is One Piece. Which might be basic af but it doesn't change the fact that Oda's story telling and worldbuilding and characters are fucking godtier and I love it so much. The way I read/watch One Piece might be completely fucked up (out of order, skipped arcs just to rewatch them later, constantly switching between manga and anime) but I'm obssessed with it all the same. It has aspects I could do without (aka the fanservice OTL) but everything else is so amazing that I can easily ignore it. As a reader and as a writer I'm constantly in awe of this story and it's one I always come back too even when I took year long breaks from interacting with it.

Comedy I love comedy. I love crack so fucking much it's unreal. The easiest way to get me to read any kind of story is to make it as hilarious as humanly possible. I gobble that shit right up. So my favourite comedy manga is Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun simply because this story never - and I really mean never - fails to make me laugh. It's one of the few mangas were I religiously read the update as soon as it's out since the story format doesn't require me to remember the things that happened in the last chapter. It's also a story that I can reread easy as pie, it's just so funny and endearing and it speaks to my crack loving heart.

Sport Ah yes... Sport anime my beloved. In this category Haikyuu is the winner. I remember always being so hyped everytime the manga updated and rewatching the anime for fun. I also remember it me motivating to actually go outside and play volleyball for a bit (though I'm not really good at it lmaooo) so I would say it had a lot of influence on me. Though... I actually haven't finished reading the manga (I'm a fake fan OTL) I'm still stuck somehwere during the timeskip and at this point I would need to reread that entire arc becuase I remember next to nothing about that match lol.

I will stop here because that was a lot of yapping 😅 and yes I'm totally okay with questions like this! My inbox is wide open so if you are curious feel free to drop by it makes me happy!! Thank you so much for dropping by Lotte it was lovely to have you here 💜💜✨✨

[crazy-grrrl-on-the-computer]

Last line tag game!

Rules: In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many you like).

Tagged by @auniverseforgotten and @thatlittledandere

I'm back on my Ichiryuu bullshit (as if I ever really left)~ uwu <3

The sound of his classmate’s voice earnestly calling out stopped Ichiban from running and he pivoted just enough to see that Zaou’s hand had reflexively reached out – reaching for him – but froze partway. “I was just… surprised,” Zaou explained carefully like he was thinking about each word before he said it. “I am pretty busy, so I wouldn’t have time every day and sometimes certain things come up last minute, but I guess I could use the help.” Ichiban tried to swallow his nerves, but his heart was in the way. “I understand. When would be a good time for you?” Zaou hummed absentmindedly as he searched for an answer, then suddenly his eyes lit up. “Ah! Give me your phone.” Ichiban obediently fished it out of his pocket and placed it in Zaou’s expectant hand. It wouldn’t occur to him until after the shock had worn off that perhaps he should have asked why first, but the fact that Zaou’s fingers were masterfully navigating his phone screen was doing unexpected things to his brain chemistry that he was sure would accidentally translate into a mortifying collection of words the instant he opened his mouth. This was a bad idea. Possibly the worst idea. Why did he ever think he could— “Here,” Zaou mercifully interrupted his spiraling train of thought and held the phone out to him again. “I’ll have to check my schedule first, so I’ll text you when I work something out.”

Trying to pretend that this is a "last line" game instead of just a "last thing I wrote" game is a fool's errand for me at this point. I truly cannot shut up about the things I love and this is my most wordy contribution to the feedback loop yet. //bricked

Tagging: @auniverseforgotten , @darth-salem-emperor-of-earth , @koolkitty9 , @floweryuu , @lanliingwang

As always, there’s no pressure to share and if I missed someone who wants to be included feel free to consider yourself also tagged~ <3

[penisbilt]

the bittersweet but absolute flood of relief that comes from admitting defeat at living independently, to have to move back in with parents. we tried! we gave it our best shot for almost 3 years! but living like this (being on our own) is just not possible for us at this time of our lives. we've finally proved it to ourselves that we can't do it. it'll be okay to let ourselves rest now

[bmpmp3]

last night i had a dream i was watching a nintendo direct and they announced 1) a unity asset store looking house of leaves video game adaptation and 2) another slightly underbaked style savvy spiritual successor

[mewkwota]

The Tale of the “Poltergeist King”

There’s this very strange character that is mentioned in CV3′s ENG manual called the Poltergeist King, and he has no relevance to the plot of the game, only acting as the “keeper” of sorts to the Belmont’s sub-weapons (it’s just a made-up explanation for why they appear in random places).

In fact, he’s depicted in Captain N (which is how I even knew about this character in the first place). And altogether with the depiction given to him in the show along with the manual, I decided to make my own connections, oh-ho-ha.

“But Mew, how did you even get to this conclusion??”

Well... in Captain N, the Poltergeist King could take the form of a whirlwind.

Also, here’s another thing. Trevor isn’t entirely sure of the details in this tale (maybe Leon was a crummy storyteller). I have it so the “Poltergeist King” is not actually one person, but the name given to the Getsu Clan member taking on the role, and so it is possible Leon had met a different Getsu on his journey.

[adhdbisexualramblings]

(I really hope I'm not being too much I just love the way you see them so much 😅)

so for any House MD character(s) you prefer :

💡How did they discover age regression?

🌈What about their regression is unusual, unexpected, or non-traditional?

🃏Your favorite random headcanon about their regression?

(No no no don’t worry I love these asks! You’re fine haha) (though I would like some from other fandoms)

I’m going for (naturally) House and Chase because why not?

(This one’s a little less safe, I think. There’s mention of restricting necessary drugs in the second question, and briefly of meltdowns. Other than that, it’s OK.)

💡💡 They both already knew about it. It’s required to do a psychiatry rotation for medical students, so they certainly came across it. When House started regressing, he was in a lot of denial about the fact. Chase was more open to it, though he had to ease into regressing completely and not just partially.

🌈 I’m not exactly sure what this question means, actually. I have a gist, though, so…for House, it’s his Vicodin. His pain doesn’t go away, after all. Unfortunately, he’s not the one in control of how much he can take at a time when he’s little, and Wilson is, incorrectly, under the belief that restricting access to the pills is a ‘good’ way of tapering House’s addiction. He hid them, but the system didn’t last very long after the first few meltdowns, and now the Vicodin is a given (though Greg has to swallow them with water sometimes. And he generally has to tell Wilson when he needs the pills instead of just taking them.)

🌈 For Chase…I don’t know. He’s just a very energetic kiddo who has to get bribed because his caregiver can’t handle running after him.

🃏 I mentioned that Greg is a cuddlebug in another post, and likes falling asleep with some part of him close to or on Wilson, but now we’re talking about Wilson as a caregiver! Yay! It takes a while for him to get out of his caregiver headspace, and while they’re working he’ll sorta…treat House like he would at home. Hold hands while walking, brush a thumb over his cheek, slip up and call him ‘Greg’ or ‘sweetie’ a few times. The usual stuff.

Unfortunately for House, this has proven to be too effective (he will never admit in a million years that Wilson’s mere presence makes his voluntary-involuntary regression a little more involuntary than it used to be). Wilson would never say anything either, but he likes that his best friend can allow himself to be that vulnerable with him, and that makes him value their relationship more.

🃏 Robert LOVES story time! Adores it! He can’t go to bed without a story. Sadly, it’s usually the same few books over and over because House doesn’t want to clutter his shelf with kids books or people asking questions (he doesn’t work with kids, so he has no valid excuse). But Robert doesn’t mind. He’s just happy having a story read to him, and House can be surprisingly ‘gentle’ (read: quiet) when the situation calls for it. He’s also the only reason House has ever bought chocolate milk AND hot cocoa mix. He doesn’t get nightmares often, but when he does, they’re really messy (figuratively and literally- Chase regresses very young), and he’ll have to get a nice drink and a few stories to calm him down again.

(Also, Robert has a lot of pacifiers because he needs them and they make him feel safe while Greg has, like, one or two - that he does actually use - because he’s too old for pacifiers! Duh! Jimmy just didn’t get the memo.)

[tricksteroftheheart]

approaches you cautiously hi I'm miku mesmeriser hiiiiiiiiiii

Hello!! Hi!! I'm Mesmerizer Teto (plus some but that isn't important here) hello! I hope you're doing well! I am not very good at making messages like this I never know what to say LOL

Make sure to take care of yourself! Drink/eat/sleep/take medicine, whatever you need to do! Um. It's nice seeing you!!

[atwas-gaming]

Wow. I have got to figure out how to run old games on my shiny, modern gaming PC, because the new Carnivores remake. SUCKS.

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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