#i'll reblog that multiple times !

[dragonnarrative-writes]

Transferrable Skills Part 7

Transferrable Skills Masterlist

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CW: Smut, 18+/MDNI, CMNF (clothed male naked female), continued hamstring stretches (advised by the appropriate medical professional), praise, kissing, manual stimulation/fingering, touching under clothes, explicit consent, dirty talk

The noise you make would be embarrassing if you couldn’t feel the effect it has on him, see the way his pupils almost swallow his irises. With your calves over one shoulder, he pulls your underwear clear. You expect him to toss them aside, but instead, he places them down gently next to your hip.

Then, he parts your legs to let the left one fall back to drape over his leg. Your your face gets hot when you hear how wet you are. Simon makes an interested noise, getting your left leg back into position as he pets lightly over the hair you’d thankfully groomed before your trip. His thumb dips down to just barely brush over the hood of your clit.

“Already so wet f’ me,” he rumbles. “Set your hips. Good girl.” As he straightens your leg, he shifts his own hips and makes room for his hand between you. The breath hisses out of him when his fingers slide across where you’re wet and wanting. “Fuck. Tell me you want it.”

“I want it,” you whimper, resisting the urge to roll your hips into the barely there touch. “Green. Green, Simon, please, I want it.”

He doesn’t make you ask again, just lets a thick finger sink in ever so slowly. His thumb rubs soft and slow, using your wetness to glide gently over your clit. You try not to moan too loudly, to hear the way he huffs into the side of your calf. For once, he’s not staring at you. Instead, his eyes are closed, breaths shallow as his finger pulses inside of you, almost metronome steady.

The heat that’s been pooling in your belly spills into the rest of your body. You can’t help but squeeze around him, once. He’s so gentle that you can feel yourself soften and open for him, until the friction is nothing but the shivery, slow ascent toward your peak. You don’t resist the urge to tip your head back with a soft sound.

After a few long moments, you flutter your eyes open. When you look at Simon, you notice the slightest tremble in his shoulders. His head is tipped down, but you can see tension in his neck, though there’s only the lightest pressure where his temple meets the leg that is still over his shoulder.

You touch the top of his thigh, surprised by how rigid he’s holding himself. “Simon?”

“Mm?” His voice is just as soft as his muscles aren’t.

Your voice comes out just as quiet. “You okay?”

The hum he gives you is noncommittal. But he keeps petting you inside and out, steady and distracting. Three fingers on his other hand tap two times. He needs some time to think, to center himself.

Did you do something to upset him? You try to sit up to speak to him. Before you can get an elbow under yourself, he squeezes his fingers toward each other, a sudden, staggering pressure that makes you fall back with a yelp. You try to twist away, but as gentle as he is, you can’t break his hold on your leg - or between your legs.

“Settle,” he rumbles, pinning you with a heated look from beneath his lashes. He starts petting over your raised thigh. “’M okay, Bambi. Ready?”

You almost say yes. Your whole body wants nothing more but to melt into him. But… “A-are you sure?”

“’F course,” His whole face softens when he smiles. “Mos’ beautiful woman in the world ‘s in bed wi’ me. Tryin’ no’ to mess my pants like a green boy.”

You end up swallowing whatever you might say to that when he curls his thick finger back up to make quick, hard strokes against your g-spot. Even as a part of you starts purring with the knowledge that he’s so undone for you, you feel yourself start to come apart at the seams.

Simon straightens your leg, asking, “Number?” Which isn’t fair of him. You have to consciously resist the building tension in your body, resist chasing the orgasm that is building ever so slowly.

“Number, Bambi,” he prompts you again, with mean pressure over your clit.

He’s barely putting any strain on your leg, just holding your it up. “Two,” you gasp. “One and a half.”

He leans forward, just a fraction, with a grin. “Now?”

“Three-ee!” you yelp as his fingers speed up.

He holds you there, watching as you struggle to relax into the stretch. Each time you start to tense into the pleasure, he slows his ministrations, just a little. Just enough to pull you back from the edge. You want to curse him out, you want to cry. It’s agony just as much as a reward, a slow syrupy pleasure that makes everything a little fuzzy around the edges.

“Doin’ so good, Bambi,” he rumbles, what you suspect is much longer than 30 seconds later. “Ready for the other one?”

You give into the urge to arch your back as he adjusts you. Your voice is so soft you’re not sure he’ll hear you when you ask, “C’n I have more?”

Simon hums as he adjusts you to drape your other calf over his shoulder. “Ask me nice.”

Your whole body feels warm and soft and pliant. “Please, Simon, can I have another finger?”

“’F course,” he coos. He straightens your leg. It’s the barest hint of pressure. You whine as his finger withdraws, then settle when he pets at you with two. “Askin’ so nice. C’n ‘ave whatever you want.”

He pushes in, slowly, before he adjusts your leg, and you’re grateful. His hands are so large, and you appreciate them in a new way, now. His fingers are so thick you have to take a few deep breaths to let him in fully. You can feel the groan that scrapes its way out of his chest. Your own hands seek his thighs, clenching the cloth of his sweatpants in a shaky fist as he pushes your leg where it needs to go.

He doesn’t seem to need your input this time, pushing your leg just to where you need it. Or maybe he did ask, but you’re too focused on the gentle and implacable way he caresses you inside to hear him. He barely has to move to devastate you. Before, you had to try not to tense around him. Now? You’re not sure you have any command over your body. You’re at his mercy, the most serene you’ve ever been.

You can’t stop the noises you make when he starts moving again, little whines and moans that he echoes. The climax that has been building inches closer with every beat of his fingers. When he sets your leg back down, you only notice because he leans forward to brace his hand next to your shoulder.

“Good girl,” he rumbles, and the hand between your legs gets so insistent that you have to gasp for breath. “Good girl, Bambi. Tha’s it. You wan’ to come, pretty girl?”

“Si-mon,” you hiccup, turning your head to mouth at his wrist.

“Yeah, you wan’ it,” he rumbles, ducking down to pant against your cheekbone as he works his hand. “You c’n ‘ave it, beautiful, take your reward. Come f’ me, now. C’mon.”

Before Simon, you’d never been able to come on command. After a few months, his voice could coax you to you peak with a little preparation. Now, with his lips brushing your skin and his presence filling your senses?

You couldn’t resist him if you wanted to.

The orgasm feels like it’s torn from behind your belly button. You can barely breathe for how it rolls through you. If Simon wasn’t caging you in, you might shake apart. As it is, you grasp at him however you can, trembling and crying out in ways you’re barely aware of. His voice anchors you through it, rasped encouragement and snarled affection that you can’t understand.

It takes all of your strength to turn your head to catch his lips with yours. Simon takes over, immediately, perfectly, and you give in to him with a panting moan. He steals your remaining breath, but also starts to gentle you down, hand and fingers gentling from earth-shattering movement to something so slow and gentle that your hips chase the echoes of sensation. He lets you. The way he kisses you, you think he really would give you anything you want.

[mbohjeezart]

Hey hey hey! I'm going to Twitch con Europe! I'll be there on Sunday, probably from beginning until the end. I'll most likely be going to MCC and the Minecraft meetup! I'll also be around the artist alley a lot, but who knows what more I'll see :D

If you want to keep a look out for me, look for these things:

If you do spot one of these, come say hi! I'll make you a little doodle of your favorite Hermitcrafter (or of you!) for you to keep :D

[itsahotminuteinbetween]

Blog Announcement:

Since Ramathan is starting next month, I will not be active on Tumblr from the first of March to the end of it! (plus or minus a few days for Eid)

Ramathan is one of the holiest months of the Islamic calendar, in which Muslims fast and are more involved in their communities! I have a lot of events to host and attend, as well as some schoolwork that requires much more effort while fasting, so I'll be (temporarily) inactive until April.

I might respond to asks or DMs from mutuals (although I make no promises, I always get nervous with direct communication), but I won't be making any art or reblogging anything.

Thanks again folks, Ramathan Kareem to any who celebrate!

[littleladymab]

hi i'm going to do journal crafting on the 4th since i have the day off so you should all give me like, a random color (or color combo) or a theme/aesthetic that I can use for prompts for pages

i'm gonna be taking a break from fic to just pop something on TV and play with stickers and fun papers for my mental health!!!!

[treevore]

i think we should all applaud my restraint for not plastering your dash with aroen and neora's portraits because listen: i could. i very much could reblog them about 30 times. no one can actually stop me. but i am being so restrained.

[asvidema]

i'll take a moment to thank, from the bottom of the heart, all the friends and the people i don't even follow for leaving tags on my art. special shoutouts to those who share thoughts about it and compliment my designs. you have no idea how much that means to me

[micahdotgov]

guys help im working on a cosplay that's all the classic who doctors in one outfit but i can't decide which cufflinks to get for it

my plan for the cosplay is here ↓ in case it helps you choose

[sanctifisohla]

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃/𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋

below are some plot and thread ideas that i'd really like to start exploring and i'm putting in this post as a way to understand interest. plots are basically 'verses' where we may need to chat a bit beforehand (or during our threads in the tags) but they're basically overarching, bigger ideas and potential for alternate universes. instances are just that, thread ideas that can be placed in whatever verse or plot we already have started. if any of these speak to you (multiple or otherwise) please comment down below what you'd like a starter for! depending on what you comment, i may pop into dms to do some basic plotting/chatting, and i'll work on starters over time.

note ,.., you commenting interest in multiple ideas won't mean that i inundate you with all the starters at once. so don't stress about that. just lets me know what you're interested in and i'll randomly tag you in a starter for it when i feel the muse for it !

this post may become a sort of 'master' post that will be added to over time. so if you ever see new ideas on here that you're interested in, you can comment multiple times or just message me about it!

𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬

HUMAN ,.., plots or ideas centered around serana's life before being turned, this can be placed in fantasy verses or in regal verses. the family would be a ruling family over a sizable duchy though whispers of cult worship floods the streets. this will eventually lead to serana and her family turning into vampires, but we can plot relationships and ideas before, during and after her transformation. MENTOR/MENTEE ,.., your muse, through serana or otherwise, is new to being a vampire and serana is leading them through it. i'm always open to serana being a progenitor, so long as she has a close relationship with a muse. she isn't someone who would just change a stranger or an acquaintance. SOVEREIGN ,.., just more threads and plots where serana is the active head of the clan. whether it's about creating peace treaties, balancing her life, taking on new members, etc. good for established vampires, regency verses or plots with other muses who are in high places. SPONSOR ,.., with the wealth that the family has accumulated over the years, serana likes to spend her portion being the sponsor of the arts, whatever art that may be. whether your muse is a musician, a painter, a dancer, serana will fund them. GODHOOD ,.., a nugget of an idea but plot ideas where serana is the avatar for molag bal. she's still herself but with the power of bal and a more 'godlike' attitude, a detachment from mortal-kind.

𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬

BALLROOM/PARTY ,.., self-explanatory, but it can work in different ways. whether it's a third-party gala, a vampire soiree that serana brings your muse to, etc. ACTION/FIGHTING ,.., i just want to write more about serana's powers. this can be fighting or training, whichever you prefer. FEEDING ,.., i never want to assume outright that your muse would offer themselves to serana to be fed on, but now is your chance to let me know they'd be down for it. VOLKIHARS ,.., an opportunity for your muse to meet the rest of the clan, whether that's good or bad.

[avastyetwats]

Incorrect Quote Generator Starters

Because this is one of my favorite memes, I'm going to do it this way: Like this post if you want a starter based on this Incorrect Quote Generator. (Even if I've already done one for you, you can request multiple. I LOVE these so much I'm willing to do several. I'm begging.)

[age-of-moonknight]

Can I just say youre my favorite account on this app.

I really like your commentary on the tags, man <3

Shoot, favorite account on the whole of tumblr.com??? !!!! Thank you so much, anon, for saying that because I'm going to treasure this message 'till the end of time and you genuinely straight up made my week. 🤍🖤 Please excuse what may be repetition of a sentiment I have expressed here before, but I still can't get over how you (and the other individuals who have said as much and who I equally appreciate almost beyond words) also derive something from what all some random guy leaves in the tags and how novelly, indescribably happy it makes me, so thanks again! I'll keep on posting no matter what, but it is doubly, I guess, motivating??? energizing??? knowing that I'm sharing this with other people and there's the possibility of perhaps brightening their day a little as well. :D

[kindnessoverperfection]

Some recent wins:

-Sang loudly and off-key with my partner. We were both laughing to tears. I was sober.

-Found myself actually thinking about musical theatre today. For myself, for my own interest in it. I wasn't chasing it for a narc high, nor avoiding it due to a crash. It's been a long time since I've thought about my interests for my own sake.

-Invited my friends to hang out

[mmso-notlikethat]

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[lounaticm]

So, I hadn't really been on spotify in a year or two. Until I heard a couple good songs by Reach earlier this year, which pressed me to go look up their other songs on spotify. And, god damn, do I love all their music. So, this is the result of half a year's worth of listening lol.

I'm not kidding when I say that I'm listening to Reach from the moment I wake up to the moment I go to bed. Every one of my top 25 songs is Reach.

[andhumanslovedstories]

The healthcare strike in Portland, Oregon is in its third week with no clear end in sight. Front-line caregivers with the Providence Healthcare System negotiating union contracts at multiple hospitals that would improve employee working conditions and protect legally-mandated nurse:patient ratios so nurses don't get assigned an unmanageable and unsafe number of patients per shift. There's been some progress with negotiations, and the governor of the state is putting pressure on both sides to end the strike soon, but Providence continues to hold out on key issues.

As a float pool nurse, every shift I go to whatever floor is understaffed. In nearly every unit I've been to, there have been patients who still be in the ICU, getting one to one care. But because we don't have enough critical care staff, we transfer them to lower levels of care so that even sicker patients can get beds. This is not safe for patients or staff. And it's not just medical safety. It takes time to talk out a problem instead of calling security, or to help someone with severe mobility issues go to the bathroom, or to sit with someone crying. The kind of care that makes you feel like a person, not just a patient, takes time. The more patients I have per shift, the less time I have for each of them.

A strike is our strongest negotiating tactic. And as long as we're on strike, we're not getting paid. The longer you don't get paid, the harder it is to not cross the picket line. We're already out two paychecks so far. A lot of people cannot afford to lose that much income. As the primary income earner for our household: GOD I would love to make money again. That is what Providence is banking on. They're losing a TON of money during this strike, but they've got deeper pockets than their workers. They are betting that they can survive the strike longer than the union can.

You can support the strike by donating to the Oregon Nurses Association's hardship fund which provides money to caregivers so they don't have to scab. (I'll put a link in a reblog I'll make right after posting this.) There's also a public petition you can sign that I'll also link. And if you're in the Portland area, we've got picket lines at like nine different places at any given point. Even just awareness is helpful. Providence wants people to be angry at the striking healthcare workers, not them.

[esoomris]

tumblr's little "remove reblogs" button is pretty convenient for when said reblogs are just people tagging their friends or references to a fandom you're not in, but i wish it didn't also occasionally remove images/blocks of text off the original post seemingly entirely at random

[yourpostisonpinterest]

@plumstreet

@cielosky

i found your post on pinterest!