#it's too sharp but the others aren't pressure sensitive

[babykittenteach]

A young Ed in a fairytale style illustration.

[finalgirllx]

thigh riding | ellie williams minors dni finally, some spooktober smut warnings: what the title says, soft dom! but not really ellie, degradation/praise

while going through the motions of the day, you were unexpectedly consumed by an insatiable need—in the form of an unmistakable heat pooling to your core. perhaps it was caused by some monthly hormonal cycle bullshit, or maybe your girlfriend ellie was just hot as fuck, and your mind became clouded with lust as a consequence of your thoughts lingering on what you two could get up to later. 

ellie, on the other hand, pulled through a grueling day of patrol that had drained nearly all of her energy. hours later, she could hardly stay upright as she stumbled through the door to her place, eyes heavy with fatigue. you were already there, waiting- using every ounce of willpower to resist pouncing with all of your pent-up affection as soon as you laid eyes on her. insisting on helping her remove her jacket, you briefly check in about your days, slipping in few well-placed touches and revealing a seductive look that tells ellie exactly what you need. you come to a swift compromise- involving receiving the attention you craved and ellie, even in her wearied state, being treated to a delicious view of you. 

so here you were, your breath trembling with anticipation as you lowered yourself onto ellie's bare thigh, nestling yourself comfortably before beginning to slowly rock your hips back and forth, seeking out the friction to get the release you wanted- no, desperately needed.

the sensation was immediate. the contact of your aching cunt and her toned thigh--separated by your slick panties, an oversight in your rush to get to this point--was already sending you to bliss. 

"so worked up for me already, aren't you, baby? gotta fuck yourself against my thigh?" ellie murmured, her sleepy voice tinged with a growing thirst as her lidded green eyes raked over your form. she swallowed thickly, admiring your breasts that bounced with each shift as well your irresistibly soft midriff. the adorable facial expressions you couldn't hold back while chasing your climax-- just from rutting against her thigh-- made ellie's heat pulsate with desire, a favor you would gladly return later.   

she takes her time exploring your every curve, her hands finally finding purchase on your hips, digging her fingers into the delicate skin to encourage your movements. whenever your pace slowed or became too erratic for her liking, ellie's grip would tense, guiding you more forcefully to steady the rhythm and keep you barreling toward the edge. your hands clambered for a landing spot to cling onto-- against ellie's stomach, sometimes running up her middle and over her breasts which were cruelly confined in an off-white sports bra. damn your impatience. 

ellie switched things up, experimentally rolling her thigh upwards against your heat, causing sinful moans to slip past your lips. every press sent a flurry of sparks threatening to become shockwaves throughout your body. it was tortuous and euphoric-- all at once.

"pretty girl, you can do that better than that," ellie urged, her voice low, dripping with arousal. her encouragement turned into thinly veiled taunts as she landed a stinging smack to your thigh, eliciting a gasp and jolting you up to speed. 

"you like that? you're going to cum on my thigh, yeah?" she asked with a mocking edge, watching you struggle to form a coherent response while so close to the brink.

"mm, fuck…" you hiss through your teeth. ellie holds your hips, pace unrelenting as you find the perfect position for your sensitive clit to rub against her until you burst.

"go on, cum for me, make a mess on my thigh," ellie quietly commanded, her words are your unraveling as she pushes your body toward its limit. your eyes clamp shut, a sharp cry tumbling from your mouth as an intense orgasm ripples throughout your body. the pressure that had been gradually building for hours swelled out in waves, ellie still pulling at your sides, gently squeezing them to draw out every whimper, shudder, quiver.

eventually coming down from your high, you could barely keep yourself propped up. ellie's arms encircled your waist, pulling you down until you lay slumped completely on top of her, met by her soft, approving hum. she presses a series of tender kisses to your hair, hoping now to lull you both into a much-needed sleep.

[sizzlingstarlightsky]

*Well Good Morning

Azriel x Reader x Eris

word count: 2400

Summary: Morning sex with Azriel and Eris

cw: just straight smut, double fingering, oral, shadow play

A coiling of pleasure bubbled deep within your womb.

Two warm, insistent hands ghosted over your naked body, tracing the curves of your breasts before descending to the apex of your thighs.

Your eyes fluttered open to find yourself nestled between two figures whose beauty could rival the dawn. The scent of musk and sweetness filled the room, a potent mix that made your core pulse with need.

As your senses sharpened, you realized that the hands caressing you belonged to none other than Azriel and Eris, the males whose passionate whispers had kept you captive for countless nights.

Their eyes, one a piercing shadowed green, the other a fiery amber, locked onto yours, filled with a hunger that could devour worlds.

Their faces were mere inches apart, and you could feel their breath mingling with yours in a silent promise of what was to come.

Their fingers, skilled and practiced, slipped effortlessly between your folds, exploring the slick heat that was already gathering. You gasped as their digits pushed inside you, filling you simultaneously, stretching you open and setting off a symphony of sensation that resonated through every inch of your being.

Their movements grew bolder, each stroke a deliberate claim of ownership that sent tremors through your body.

You felt yourself being pulled closer to the precipice of release, the pressure building until it was almost unbearable.

Your breaths grew ragged, your chest rising and falling in time with their ministrations.

Your own hands reached out, seeking purchase in the soft sheets as you struggled to hold onto the last threads of your sanity.

"Ah, gods, yes," you moaned, your voice a sweet symphony of need that seemed to spur them on.

Azriel's thumb found your clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to make your hips buck wildly.

Eris took the opportunity to delve deeper, his knuckles brushing against your inner walls in a way that made your eyes roll back in your head.

"More," you begged, the word a desperate plea that hung in the air like a siren's call.

"So greedy," Azriel murmured, his voice a dark purr that seemed to vibrate through your very soul. He added a third finger, his hand moving in a come-hither motion that had you seeing stars.

Eris matched his rhythm, the two of them working in tandem to drive you to the brink. Your muscles tightened around them, eager for the release that hovered just out of reach.

"You're so wet for us," Eris groaned, his voice a guttural sound of pure lust.

"You're ours," Azriel whispered against your ear, his breath hot and moist, sending a shiver down your spine. His fingers curled upward, hitting a spot that made your toes curl.

The pleasure was intense, almost painful, but you craved more. You could feel the tension building, a storm of sensation that threatened to overwhelm you.

"Oh, fuck," you breathed out, unable to form coherent words. Your hips began to rock in time with their movements, urging them deeper, harder.

Eris leaned in to kiss your neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh, eliciting a gasp from your parted lips.

"Don't stop," you panted, your voice hoarse with desire.

Their strokes grew faster, their fingers curling in unison, hitting a spot that made you shiver with each pass. Your moans grew louder, echoing through the room like a crescendo of passion.

"You're going to come for us, aren't you?" Eris whispered, his voice thick with lust. "Come for your mates, beautiful."

"Y-yes," you stuttered, your breaths coming in short, sharp gasps as the sensations grew too intense to contain.

Their fingers danced inside you, their thumbs flicking your clit in a relentless rhythm that sent shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

The sound of your own need filled your ears, a symphony of want that seemed to fuel their desire.

Your body tightened around them, muscles contracting in sweet agony as the orgasm built.

They watched you closely, eyes hooded and hungry, as if memorizing every quiver, every gasp for their own dark pleasure. And then, with one final, perfectly-angled stroke, you shattered.

The room spun around you, colors swirling in a kaleidoscope of ecstasy. Your back arched, your body bowing to the power of your release.

"Good girl," Azriel murmured, his voice thick with approval as he kissed your neck.

Eris's mouth found yours, capturing your cries of pleasure in a claiming kiss that sent sparks dancing through your veins. Your inner walls pulsed around their fingers, greedy for every bit of sensation they had to give.

"You're so perfect," Eris whispered, his eyes alight with adoration as he watched you come down from the peak of your climax.

His fingers slowed, but didn't leave you, continuing to stroke gently as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear that made your skin tingle with goosebumps.

"Our perfect mate."

"Magnificent," Azriel added, his gaze raking over your body with an intensity that made your heart race anew.

He leaned in, capturing your mouth in a deep, possessive kiss that seemed to claim every part of your soul.

His fingers slipped from your pussy, leaving you feeling deliciously empty, only to be filled by Eris's once again. They praised you with every touch, every kiss, worshipping your body as if you were a deity come to life.

"Well good morning to you too," your words nothing but blissed out mumbles.

Eris held wicked smile, his eyes gleaming as he watched the passion play across your features. He mirrored Azriel's movements, adding another finger to the mix, filling you to the brim as they continued to pleasure you.

"We've missed this," he murmured against your skin, his teeth grazing the soft flesh of your earlobe. "Missed making you scream our names."

Your eyes widened in surprise at the new sensation, the stretch exquisite and almost too much. But you didn't want them to stop.

"Yes," you breathed, your body responding to their dual invasion with a renewed eagerness.

Your hips rolled into their touch, seeking more, desperate for the oblivion that only they could provide.

Their movements grew more synchronized, their fingers curling and pumping in a way that had you teetering on the edge of sanity.

You could feel your orgasm building again, a second wave of pleasure that crashed over you with the force of a tsunami. Your nails dug into the sheets, your body trembling with the effort to hold back the tide.

"I'm g-going to...," you warned, your voice shaking.

"Let go," Eris whispered, his voice a dark command that sent a shiver down your spine.

"Scream for us. Let the whole court know who makes you come apart." His words were like a match to dry kindling, igniting a fire within you that could not be contained.

"You're so fucking tight, squeezing us so sweetly," Azriel groaned, his own passion spilling into his voice.

"Come on our fingers, show us how much you want us."

Their filthy words washed over you, a torrent of lust that made you wetter, hotter.

You could feel your cheeks flushing, your breath hitching as their fingers worked in a blur of motion.

"Fuck, yes," you moaned, unable to hold back any longer. "I want you both, so badly." Your hips bucked, riding the waves of pleasure they created.

"Please, more," you begged, the word a desperate mantra.

"You like that, don't you?" Eris chuckled, his voice a dark caress that sent shivers down your spine.

"You're so responsive, so eager to take everything we have to give." His thumb circled your clit, pressing harder, faster, until you were a writhing mess beneath them.

"You're going to take it, aren't you?"

Your breath hitched, a silent plea for more as your body began to tighten around their fingers once again.

"Yes," you gasped, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Please sir, I need..." Your words trailed off into a moan as Azriel's free hand reached up to pinch your nipple, sending a bolt of pleasure straight to your core.

Their eyes darkened with desire at your response, and their movements grew more insistent.

They curled their fingers inside you, hitting that spot that made your vision swim.

Your muscles tightened, clamping down around them like a vise, and with a cry of pure ecstasy, you shattered again, your orgasm ripping through you like a tempest.

As the aftershocks of your release began to fade, you felt their hands withdraw, leaving you panting and trembling.

But they weren't done with you yet. With a wicked smile, Eris leaned down to replace his fingers with his mouth, lapping at your juices with a hunger that left no doubt of his intentions.

You gasped, your body still sensitive from the onslaught of pleasure.

Azriel, ever the silent observer, took this moment to strip off the last of his clothes, revealing his taut, muscled form. His slutty little waist.

His cock, hard and heavy, bobbed with every step he took toward the bed.

Eris looked up at him, eyes glazed with lust, and the two shared a knowing smile before he too stood, revealing his own impressive length.

"Our turn," Eris rumbled, his hand guiding his cock to your mouth.

You eagerly parted your lips, welcoming the velvety heat of his shaft.

As you began to suck, Azriel positioned himself between your spread legs, the head of his cock nudging at your entrance. You could feel your body preparing for them, eager to be filled by their love.

Their movements grew more urgent, Eris's hips pumping in a steady rhythm as you took him deeper into your mouth. The salty tang of his arousal mingled with the sweetness of your own, and you found yourself swirling your tongue around him, savoring the taste.

Azriel's hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he pushed inside you with a groan that echoed through the room.

You felt stretched, so full with Eris's cock in your mouth and Azriel's in your pussy, but the sensation was heavenly.

Your body melted around them, welcoming them both as if they were a part of you.

They began to move in tandem, their hips thrusting in a synchronized dance that sent waves of pleasure crashing through you. Each stroke of their cocks sent jolts of electricity through your veins, setting your nerves alight.

Your hands roamed over their muscular bodies, feeling the tension in their abs, the power in their thighs as they fucked you with an intensity that seemed to reach your very soul.

You moaned around Eris's shaft, the vibrations traveling up to his cock, making his eyes roll back with pleasure.

"You're so good," he groaned, his grip on your hair tightening slightly. "So fucking good."

The headboard slammed against the wall with every thrust from Azriel, the sound a punctuation to your muffled moans. His eyes never left yours, the connection between you a palpable force that seemed to charge the very air.

You felt a chilled pressure added to the stretch of Azriel's cock already deep inside you. The erager shadow entering you with ease. You didn't protest; instead, you pushed back, welcoming the fullness.

"Look at you," Eris whispered, his eyes on your bouncing breasts. "So eager, so fucking beautiful." His praise was like a caress, each word a stroke that sent a shiver through your body.

"Tell us how much you love it," he demanded, his hand tangling in your hair, guiding your movements.

"Mmhmm," you mumbled around his cock, your eyes never leaving Azriel's. You felt the beginnings of another climax stirring deep within you.

"I love it," you managed, your voice thick with arousal. "I love both of you." The words seemed to spur them on, their movements growing more urgent.

"Come for us again," Azriel growled, his voice a command that sent a bolt of pleasure straight to your core.

"You're going to scream so loud they'll hear you in the dining hall." His words were a dark promise, one that sent a thrill racing through you.

You could feel Eris's cock thicken in your mouth, his grip on your hair growing tighter as he approached his own peak.

The pressure inside you grew, the pleasure building to an almost painful crescendo. Your muscles clenched around Azriel's cock, squeezing him in time with Eris's thrusts.

The feeling was indescribable, a maelstrom of sensation that had you teetering on the brink of oblivion. You could feel them both, so close, their need for you a tangible force that seemed to fill the room.

With a final, powerful thrust, Azriel reached his peak, his cock pulsing deep within you as he filled you with his seed.

The feeling was overwhelming, a claim so deep it seemed to rewire your very essence.

You moaned around Eris's cock, the vibrations sending him over the edge as well. He pulled out with a groan, his cum spurting onto your face, mixing with the saliva that dripped from your mouth.

The room was filled with the sounds of your mingled pleasure, your screams of ecstasy echoing off the walls. It was a symphony of passion, a declaration of your shared desire that could not be silenced.

As the aftershocks of your climax began to subside, you felt the warmth of their seed inside you, a reminder of their claim.

Eris stepped back, his cock glistening with your saliva and the proof of his release.

He reached down to wipe his cum from your cheek, his eyes never leaving yours. The intensity in his gaze made your chest tighten, your body already craving more of their touch.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he murmured, his voice hoarse with desire.

"Our perfect little mate," Azriel agreed, his own eyes dark with lust as he watched the scene unfold. He and his shadow withdrew from you, his cock shiny with your arousal.

"Look how much you take for us." His voice was a low rumble that seemed to resonate in your very bones.

You couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at their words, your body still trembling from the intensity of your orgasms. The praise was like a balm, soothing your soul and making you feel cherished, wanted.

They stroked your cheeks gently, wiping away the remnants of your shared passion.

"Such a good girl," Eris murmured, his thumb brushing over your swollen lips.

....and I oop

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[bouquetface]

Capricorn Rising

Accuracy influenced by ENTIRE chart.

Appearance:

Generally, cap risings can appear:

🧩 Stoic. Sharp and bold features - a few possible examples: high cheekbones or tall in height or jawline or eyebrow shape & placement. Their gaze as well. It's sharp and alert. They aren't likely to shy away from eye contact.

🧩 However, the above can change. EX: If aspecting planets like Neptune, they can appear in their own world. They may have traits that make them appear fragile or dainty - ex: short, big eyes, etc.

🧩 Intimidating/unfriendly looking. This can be due to various reasons - maybe due to resting bitch face or due to their status (EX: a person with authority).

🧩 In my experience, these people can be very self critical of their appearance. They may often look for ways to change or enhance their appearance. EX: Cosmetic surgery, fillers, don’t feel good or want to be seen in public without makeup. They are generally well groomed and styled.

Personality:

RARELY can people realize when a cap rising is making a joke. People take everything they say so literal. It's so easy for a cap rising to offend people. Maybe it's their sarcasm or dry delivery.

Feeling they don't deserve good things because they haven't done enough to earn it. They are very critical of themselves. The positive of this is they tend to be very hardworking. They create and find opportunities for advancement/improvement. Due to this it is likely they will find materialistic success.

However, not all cap risings are career orientated. For example, a cap rising with saturn in pisces or moon in pisces isn't likely to care about materialistic matters. Of course, just like everyone they would love to have a lot of money but they aren't in love with the hustle of making money. They're more likely to be/become artistic and/or spiritually inclined.

There can be a disconnect between how people see them and how they seem themselves. 10th H Libra indicates people see them as someone who is balanced, they have it all together. However, this creates a lot pressure from a young age to have it all together.

People assume they are capable and independent. Due to this, they get handed a lot of responsibility throughout life. 6th House of duties/responsibilities in gemini indicates being very busy and all over the place. Cap risings often have too much on their plate. They dislike asking for help and others are unlikely to offer help. People will assume they're fine and capable of doing everything on their own.

Cap risings will generally encounter 2 types of people in relationships (platonic or romantic):

🧩 TYPE 1: Moody people. People who are attracted to the Cap risings strong presence or status. They like that the cap rising appears stable and in control. They can want the cap rising to be like a parent or protector to them. These people may be sensitive, shy, insecure, withdrawn, clingy & demanding as well.

The person's neediness may make the cap rising feel secure in the relationship. The partner has an obvious dependance on them - making it unlikely the partner leaves them.

🧩 TYPE 2: These people are providers/nurturing. They may express this through domestic work like cooking or cleaning. These people are protective of the cap rising. They can have a hard exterior but are very sweet and soft on the inside. These people can be very sentimental and touchy/affectionate/like to cuddle with the cap rising.

The spouse of the cap rising can have a mix of type 1 & type 2 traits. The cap rising can behave like a mix of type 1 & type 2 in relationships.

This is all general info. This does not take into consideration apsects or placement ruling the houses. When looking at only one placement we can only get general/surface level insight.

[iburnedmyselfalive]

JUST FOR ME.

nswf — 18+ , this sucks but enjoy <3

“‘atta baby, keep your gaze on me as you take me," Anakin Skywalker whispered, his hand firmly on the back of your neck, ensuring your attention as he pleasured you.

His other hand pressed against your lower stomach, feeling himself inside you, his thumb reaching down and teasing your clit.

"mm, you a bitch in heat, yeah? jus’ f’me?," he hissed, his cock pulsing inside you, causing your body to arch in response. A grin spread across his face as he pushed you down.

"Take me, baby, take me," he urged, his voice a low growl.

“gripping round’ me like a starved bitch" he scolded with a chuckle.

You whimpered at his words, feeling utterly degraded.

"Pathetic, aren't you?" he sneered, “Just a starved bitch, begging for cock like it's your only purpose in life."

"Bet that’s right though huh?" he cooed, "Always touchin’ that lil’ pussy, desperate for a taste of me."

With a sharp slap to your cheek, you nodded, whimpering, "Yes!"

Anakin was consistent in one aspect: he always talked you through it, without fail, and you adored every moment of his guidance.

"You're taking it like a pro, baby, so damn good," he whispered in your ear, quickening his pace.

"Just perfect," he hissed through gritted teeth.

"She must be into me by now, knows exactly how to handle me, don't you think?" he asked, a sly grin forming on his lips as you moaned in response.

"i need to cum! please, ani, let me cum," you pleaded, tears streaming down your face, only to be met with a stinging slap to your cheek.

"You want to cum?" he echoed your words, his tone mocking.

“yeah? You want it that badly?" he taunted as he expertly worked you, hitting your sweet spot relentlessly while his thumb reapplied relentless pressure to your sensitive clit.

"i’m going to cum!" you cried out, but he slowed his pace, still maintaining his rough rhythm.

“Oh, baby, you can hold it, can't you?" he teased, watching you squirm.

“can't, ani, please!" you whimpered, utterly desperate.

"Too bad, you're gonna hold it," he growled, pulling out abruptly, leaving you aching for more.

Without warning, he thrusted back into you, eliciting a desperate cry from your lips.

Your nails dug into his shoulders as his grip on your hips tightened.

He groaned deeply, his voice dripping with dominance and desire as he unleashed a torrent of dirty words, mixing praise with cruel taunts.

[yunholuvrr]

closed doors pt.2

summary: you all engage in some,, roommate bonding.

pairing: yunho x fem!reader x yeosang

word count: 1.5k

warnings: cheating (question mark?), cuckolding, threesome, rough sex, unprotected sex, petnames, ummmm lmk if there's anything else i should tag idk what I was cooking with this one

read part 1 here

"Yeosang what the fuck are you saying?" Yunho responds first, dropping his hands from your body as if that makes the scene look any better.

"If you told me," he repeats to his friend this time, taking his cap off and walking further inside, "that you wanted to fuck my girlfriend, I would've said yes."

"What baby?" Your brain finally catches up and it's your turn to shoot him a confused look.

"Well, I would've said yes provided you were okay with it, love. Which you clearly are." He's reached the end of the bed now, head tilted in curiosity. You've never seen Yeosang mad, and even though this seems like an apt time, he's anything but.

Yunho seems to read your mind. "Are you not mad at us?"

"I probably should be," Yeosang chuckles, "but I saw this coming from a mile away." He scans the room and shuffles over to Yunho's desk chair, swivelling it to face you two. "Continue."

You and Yunho gasp in unison, and in any other situation your synchrony would've been funny. The only way to describe Yeosang's tone is dominant. It's the voice he uses when you're alone, and one glance at his crotch confirms his intentions. But Yunho doesn't know that (at least you don't think he does) and the whiplash from being caught freezes you both in place.

"Sangie-"

"I said continue," his hand smooths down his shirt and rests comfortably at the waistband of his sweats, "if you want me to forgive you, you need to put on a show."

Your gaze meets Yunho's, and when you see just how turned on being caught got him you know you have no choice. He completely relaxes beneath you, lifting his arms to rest behind his head, giving you free reign. But you still can't move.

"Princess," Yeosang brings your attention back to him, "show him what he's been missing."

The order sends a new rush of arousal through your body, rolling your hips without warning. Yunho groans under you, encouraging you to finally continue. You sit up straight, taking off your shirt and putting your body on full display for both men. The sight makes a satisfied sigh leave Yeosang's lips.

"Do you know what she likes?" He asks from the chair, palming himself over his pants.

"I don't," Yunho responds breathlessly, eyes glued to your chest as you continue to roll your hips. Some part of him in the back of his mind finds it absurd that he's about to take orders from his roommate and friend, but then again this whole situation is absurd. And he loves every single second of it.

"Her nipples are very sensitive. Not enough to make her come, but enough to hear her pretty, pretty voice," the way he talks about you as if you aren't in the room turns you on impossibly more, speeding up and biting your lip at the sensation.

"Yeah? Does your princess want my hands on her?" Yunho smirks, eyes unmoving. It's clear they're both gonna have their fun with you, whether you like it or not (you love it).

Your whimpers clearly aren't enough as Yeosang mumbles "answer him baby" before finally wandering under his sweats. You can just barely see him out of the corner of your eye, but the familiar snap of his waistband tells you he's freely stroking himself now, enjoying the show.

"Please?" Yunho's eyes finally flick up to yours at your plea, dark yet friendly. He's always had nice eyes, ones you didn't mind looking into. Has he always looked at you like this, though? Could Yeosang always tell?

Your thoughts are interrupted by a sharp pinch on your left nipple, followed by light pressure on both as Yunho works you up. His hands are big but soft, firm but gentle as he learns every dip and curve of you. Almost too gentle, and your ever observant boyfriend gets to it before you can.

"No need to treat her nicely," he huffs out. You wish it was a lie. You wish you could be offended by anything they're subjecting you to, but you can't. Yunho only hums in agreement before pulling you down by the nape of your neck, attaching his soft lips to a nipple before you can even register what happened.

"Oh my god," you and your boyfriend nearly say in unison, albeit his much quieter, as you pant above Yunho. The sensation is so overwhelming your hips come to a stop, but he quickly replaces it with deep thrusts, skin slapping skin the only noise rivaling your endless moaning.

When he's satisfied with sucking, he repositions you again to kiss you, nothing but spit and swollen lips. His hips slow almost completely, palming the flesh of your ass as he bounces you on his dick. You exchange whimpers of pleasure as he explores your mouth, swallowing his deep groan as he buries his dick in you fully, holding your hips still.

"Does my baby wanna lay down?" He whispers into your mouth, sitting up and pushing you into the opposite side of the bed before you can say yes. You let out a sigh of relief, massaging your slightly sore thighs.

"Head back doll," Yeosang orders, voice moving towards you. If you were being honest you nearly forgot he was there, but Yunho nudges you up with his own legs until your head rests just off the edge of his mattress. Your boyfriend (can you still call him that when Yunho just called you his baby?) finally appears in your line of sight, kneeling to cup your cheek.

"Tap twice if you need air," he smiles, and doesn't wait for you to respond before maneuvering his tip to your lips. You part them, letting the familiar weight of his dick slide through with ease. Yunho groans at the sight, running his own tip between your folds before thrusting into you again. The sudden movement pushes Yeosang into your throat and you nearly choke, but they give you time to control your breathing. One inhale, one exhale, and then Yunho pulls back and fills you again. He's slow at first, letting his roommate relish in the sensation of your warm mouth, rocking you gently between both men.

"Yun, look," Yeosang sighs above you, placing a light hand near your throat. He thrusts deep enough for a bulge to appear and Yunho's grip on your hips tighten so much it might leave bruises. You only have a few seconds to keep your breathing steady before the taller boy's slamming into you, knocking Yeosang even further into your throat and eliciting a groan from all three of you.

The pace Yunho sets is brutal for everyone involved, your moans completely muffled by Yeosang and the vibrations making him embarrassingly close to coming already. He only eggs you on, hand sliding down your chest to play with a nipple. You think you can hear Yunho groaning "fuck" over and over, but nothing's louder in your ears than your own cries buried deep in your throat.

Someone's hand - probably Yunho's - makes contact with your clit, rubbing in time with his strokes. It's all too overwhelming, the spit running down your face, blood rushing to your head, slick smeared on your thighs, both your friend and boyfriend buried deep inside you. The bubbling heat inside you explodes suddenly and forcefully, legs clenching around Yunho, begging him to stop. He slows only a little, still chasing his own high, pressing soothing circles into your hips as you get hit with waves of pleasure.

Before you can compose yourself you feel Yeosang twitch inside you, hot strings sliding down your throat smoothly. You swallow around him, making him whimper above you before finally pulling out. He leaves a chaste kiss on your lips as if he didn't just fuck your throat raw, holding your head in his hands as support.

"So perfect for me," you hear Yunho grunt, thrusts getting sloppy, "take us both so well, don't you pretty?" When you finally blink enough tears away to see clearly, the vision before you is godly. He pulls out completely to release on your stomach, one hand pumping himself clean, head thrown back in ecstasy as he moans your name. It's like music to your ears, and you swear you hear Yeosang sigh pleasantly along with you.

"How are you feeling baby?" He wipes a trail of spit from your cheek as Yunho pulls you fully back onto the bed, collapsing next to you.

"'m great," you mumble, one hand tangled in his hair as another reaches for Yunho's touch. You all stay like that for a while, Yeosang stroking your hair and Yunho playing with your fingers as you catch your breath. The calm finally brings you back to your senses.

"Do you forgive me?" You look up at your boyfriend with nervous eyes, still unable to read his expression.

"If you answer this one question for me," he leans down to your ear, lips grazing your lobe.

"Yes, baby?"

"Who fucked you better?"

[pianocat939]

Hey, you don’t gotta answer this but if you every have the time, I really really like your mean girls au!! So far I’ve seen like tough y/n and stuff, but what about a super sensitive MC? :0 If possible, maybeeee all the boys? But if I had to narrow it down then Leo and Donnie? And if I had to narrow it down even more, just Donnie :p if you get the time to look this over, you don’t like have to answer this, obviously. I won’t be offended or anything so don’t feel pressured to answer this ask!!

(I actually haven't done Mikey, primarily because I'm still thinking of an exact idea for him. Right now, I'm situating with fine arts kid who's also like "the perfect" student. Like personality wise.)

Tw: guilt-tripping, manipulation, controlling relationship, a few mentions of murder and violence

Mean Girl Donnie:

If you thought you could survive as a sensitive person with this bitch, then you're wrong.

He'll notice when you're sad or hurt by his sharp statements (insults really). Unfortunately, he'll use it to his advantage.

After a while of just straight insults, he'll slowly start to be a bit better. He'll express less harshness and a bit more sugar. Just to surprise you, and start craving for that small amount of sweets he gives.

Once he knows you're slowly starting to get addicted, he'll start to give a few compliments. Maybe a head pat once in a while. All in favour of his master plan.

He'll then start to insult your friends and family, saying that if they truly cared, they wouldn't leave you with him. (In a way he's insulting both himself and others but in a way that leaves you feeling a bit bad for him). But of course, you're too attached to him.

You can't leave him. You can't escape the slight bits of affection he gives you. Not to mention the ultimate perks of having him so close. (He could murder someone and get away with it if he really wanted to).

He loves that you're so attached to him, unable to leave him despite his toxic mean-sweet behaviour. He enjoys it, knowing he has complete power. Soon enough he'll be feeding you both his terrors and sweets.

"You look so disgusting in those clothes. Here, put this over, it'll make you less repulsive. You'll look much more appealing."

Bimbo Leo:

See, unlike Donnie's mathematical equation: +1-1, it's more like +0.5-0.5. (MC is the right variable) In other words, the severity of what happens is a lot better and more tolerable.

The fact that you're a sensitive person makes him so excited. Maybe, unlike everybody else, you won't be annoyed with his antics. He starts flooding you with affection. Clinging to you for every second of his time.

Until you're just so overwhelmed you actually have to tell him to pause for a bit.

Will he pause? Of course not.

He'll keep giving more and more. To the point, you have to decide whether or not you tell him it's too much, or continue to deal with it.

If you stay, he won't raise the level of his clinging. Maybe even lower it. (He assumes you're willing to stay, so he's less paranoid). But if you pick the other option, he's going to start guilt-tripping like crazy.

Whimpering and whining why he can't just feed you his love. All he wants is to be the most wonderful person of your life!

It's really only up to MC whether or not he'll snap out of his bimbo act.

"MC, I literally just love you so much! I don't mean any harm, maybe you're just not used to it. I'm not like...him."

It's Donnie.

Jock Raph:

Honestly, not a lot changes from his initial post I made. He just tends to be more willing to kill/commit violence.

Maybe a bit more likely to baby them because of their fragile emotional awareness.

"MC, those people really aren't nice to you. You should just stay away from them from now on."

.

I admit, I don't have much ideas for him. I'm not sure why, but I just don't.

(I'm gonna be honest, I rarely have ideas for Raph considering he's my least favourite out of them all. And also perhaps I don't understand his personality or relate with him AT ALL. Which makes it all the more difficult for me)

- Celina

[lonestarss]

sumeru boys redesigns + notes

as you may know, i redesigned the sumeru boys a few weeks ago because, as much as i love them to bits, their designs are well. not that great in some areas. also because i wanted to draw them more often without the roadblock of their designs being so complicated. i've mainly been drawing my cyno and tighnari redesigns, but i did also do alhaitham and kaveh, so i thought that i'd show off these redesigns in one post, along with some notes on why i made certain decisions. hope you enjoy!

(pre-note: just so no one gets confused, i also renamed everyone when i did my redesigns, giving tighnari and alhaitham first names and cyno and kaveh last names.)

tighnari ❀

(renamed abdullah al-tighnari; tighnari was made his surname because that was the case for the real guy he was based on)

i went into this thinking "how can i make this design more appealing to me while still retaining what the original design meant?". since tighnari is one of my favorites in the game overall, i put a lot of pressure on myself to make a decent design.

a lot of tighnari's design inspiration comes from moroccan (specifically amazigh) culture, which i kept in my mind through most of the drawing. this inspiration shows in his bead necklace (i forget the name), his belt, and his earring, which i remade to mirror the shape of moroccan headpieces.

gave him some muscles because there's no way a guy with his job wouldn't have them. also a bottom-heavy fat distribution for self-indulgent purposes.

the design has less layers and lighter/flowier clothes because of tighnari's canon sensitivity to heat. if you're living in the rainforest (a famously humid biome), you probably wouldn't be wearing what canon tighnari does, heat sensitivity or not.

gave him some traits that are popular headcanons, such as the flower thigh tattoo, the sharp teeth, the scars, the claw-like nails (with the middle and ring nails filed down for No Reason), and the lichtenberg figure. also gave him tan skin and wavy hair because i Cannot deal with canon nari looking like that.

sturdy shoes! archery gloves! his vision on his belt! quality of life features that an actual forest ranger would have!

i will admit that the slit pants, the shorts, and the tights were all for self-indulgence reasons, but i think they go together well with the rest of the outfit too.

a braid in his hair for cynari marriage purposes. (i hc that in sumeru, marriages are consummated by braiding each other's hair)

kaveh ❂

(renamed kaveh laghmani; surname is of iranian origin, but i forgot the meaning)

another real quick note: if i change a character's pronouns in their rewrite, i'll be using those pronouns in their notes. here, kaveh goes by he/she pronouns (she just like me fr).

his canon design is actually my favorite of the sumeru boys, so this redesign was more of a simplification while still keeping the original color scheme and such.

from my research, kaveh's mainly inspired by persian/iranian culture. this is what i had in mind with her shirt and her jacket... shawl... thing. idk what to call it.

kept him a skinny twink; imo, her being a twink in canon fits pretty well.

emphasized the bird of paradise motif with the thing on her side looking like feathers. you will see this again with alhaitham.

made him brunet for more cohesion with the color palette, also because i don't like the whole blonde-fading-to-brown situation he has going on in his canon design.

flowers!!! also giving him a pretty headpiece bc this guy is flashy. also also keeping the feather, it's cunty and fun.

i wanted to make kaveh obviously gnc/genderqueer without going into full-on feminine outfit territory. you can tell she's not quite cis but it's not super in your face yk?

made his vision one of his earrings like yae miko because i forgot to give it a proper place in my concept drawings lmao

quality of life feature: actual artist gloves that aren't cut off. seriously, them being fingerless in the canon design completely negates the point of artist gloves.

removed his braids because of the aforementioned marriage headcanon.

alhaitham ⚘

(renamed amir al-haytham; i wanted to give him the most basic name possible, though i fought with myself a lot on whether to write it as al-haitham or al-haytham)

my god i despise his canon design. it's so... not him. my goal with a redesign was just to give him an outfit that made sense for his character because jesus his canon design is an atrocity.

alhaitham is mainly inspired by either saudi arabian or general west asian culture (like what's constant and such). i was mainly inspired by casual saudi arabian menswear when i was designing him.

hot take but i don't like alhaitham being buff in canon. i made him chubby/fat in my redesign mainly for self-indulgent reasons, but also because it makes more sense to me. also gave him facial hair because yes

kept his color scheme mostly the same, along with the eye motif. emphasized the eagle motif slightly with the feather hip piece (see: kaveh's redesign).

gave him a headscarf (not a hijab or anything like that, just a regular headscarf) because he felt like the type, plus i got the design idea for it and went "well i can't not include it now".

wanted to give him the vibes of an npc who was forced to be a main character

no he isn't wearing his vision anywhere, he doesn't carry it around in my rewrite.

quality of life features: more sensible, looser clothes that are easier to live in- really the whole design is meant to be a quality of life improvement first and foremost

cyno ⚡︎

(renamed cyno al-sahrawi; surname meaning is "of the sahara" or more generally, "of the desert")

like kaveh, i'm gonna be using he/they pronouns for cyno here because that's what i put in my rewrite.

in my opinion, cyno's design is relatively solid, but with a few glaring flaws that kinda ruin everything for me. i'll bring them up as these notes go on.

they're very obviously inspired by ancient egyptian culture, specifically anubis. like, it's very blatant. with my redesign, i wanted to keep those inspirations in mind while making the outfit less stereotypical and make more sense.

why does this man, who's said to fight a lot, not wear a shirt? why are you letting the place where most of your vital organs reside breathe freely? also, why does this guy not have scars?

simplified a bunch of patterns, especially below the belt and with his headpiece. also made their helmet(?) a darker, more saturated purple to attract your eyes' attention to it.

gave him eye of horus makeup for a little cultural nod

the black piece in the back was made to look like a tail to further the jackal thing.

curly hair that resembles lightning bolts <3

the shoes were inspired by traditional egyptian footwear, because if this guy is out in the desert all the time, i'm not letting him go without some kind of foot protection.

quality of life features: a bit of armor on his arm (partially for aesthetic purposes), less flowy bits on his helmet and hips to prevent distraction or getting caught on things, the aforementioned shoes

added braids for cynari purposes, because i'm me.

hope you enjoyed reading this! please keep in mind that this is all off the top of my head and doesn't even go into color theory, how the designs mirror each other, and other smaller things like that. i might make a part 2 someday going into those things, but who knows with my memory lmao

reblogs are heavily appreciated!

[greyskyflowers]

I've had these little partial plot bunnies for a while and have added to them as I think of stuff. I'm going to go ahead and thrown them on here though because they aren't doing anyone any good sitting in my drafts. Maybe it will help inspire someone else.

A/B/O Dynamic ideas with Omega Zoro and background/hinted Poly/QP Strawhats ~

*** :examples, additional info, how it relates to the crew

🌱 :how it relates to Zoro

• Omega are lighter than alphas and betas, that doesn't mean weaker or smaller. They're simply lighter.

*** Ex: If a omega and beta/alpha of the similar strength and build both step in the same puddle of mud, the beta/alphas will sink down further.

🌱 The reason Zoro can push off of Luffy or Sanji without any problems.

• Omega run cooler as a protection against overheating during their heats.

*** Beta and alphas tend to run warmer to provide for omegas if needed.

🌱 The outfit post time skip Zoro wears is due to him running a little cooler.

• Heats are usually a miserable experience. The body hurts like getting the flu, body temp shots up, and other things like headaches, loss of appetite, fatigue, etc.

*** Alphas and betas instinctively know where to press/massage on omegas to help relieve pain. Sometimes, even able to tell things before even the omega knows. Ex: they may get food ready even if the omega doesn't feel particularly hungry, they may know where bruises will form, can tell when a heat is coming, etc.

🌱 Zoro already has chronic pain that flares up during his heats, so the whole thing is usually miserable.

• Omegas have sharp teeth but thinner than betas and alpha. Omega teeth are meant for killing strikes, for ripping at veins and throats. Beta and alpha teeth are broad and sharp, meant for crushing and snapping.

🌱 Zoro doesn't fight with his teeth like some omegas do but he shows them off when he uses three swords. The teeth looking extra menacing when digging into the hilt of sword.

• Omegas require a lot of sleep. It has to do with their hormones and sometimes can change depending on how healthy or unhealthy a omega is.

🌱 Zoro naps constantly

• Omegas also require a lot of food. The same hormones that require a significant amount of sleep also requires a significant amount of energy.

🌱 Zoro doesn't eat as much as Luffy but he's usually not too far off.

• Scent glands are very sensitive, once a pack bond has been established and pack marks have been given/recieved, only pack can touch the scent glands without causing pain.

It's a comfort to have them nipped at very carefully, stroked or sucked on. Sometimes packs will nipped a little harder or dig their nails into scent glands if they're mad at their omega.

The scent gland releases a type of oil that varies on consistency and taste for each omega. Once pack bonds have been established, alphas and betas will seek out the scent and taste. Often when they're anxious or concerned, for affection, etc.

*** Scars on scent glands can cause a lot of problems. Due to the type of tissue that makes up scent glands, damge to it will often scar in a way that traps the oil and can make the scent glands ache.

Oil that's been trapped must be manually released with firm pressure and heat. The oil will become infected if not released correctly or frequently enough. This becomes very painful and the risk of a blood poisoning is high.

The trapped oil will be thinner when freed, often with the consistency of water rather than oil. The smell will also be too strong, like breaking a full perfume bottle. When released it will be mixed with blood and infection, usually a pinkish color or with spots of blood.

*** Omegas cannot scent right if their glands are not taken care of. This causes anxiety and depression since omegas will not be able to scent a nest or pack, leaving them feeling isolated even if they're not.

Trapped oil will also itch. This is often strong enough that omegas will scratch at the gland until it bleeds.

🌱 Zoro is terrible at taking care of himself when it comes to injuries and this includes his scent glands. The pack takes it upon themselves to make sure the glands maintained. The ones in his wrists and necks are the ones scarred.

• Scent glands are located on the neck, wrists and inner thighs.

*** Packs will often touch, bites, rub, etc at scent glands for bonding. Even the inner thigh ones will be caressed, it's doesn't have to be sexual, it's just intimate.

🌱 Usually they go for Zoro's wrists or neck since those are easiest to get too, those are the ones scarred though, so extra care is required when paying attention to them. The ones on his inner thighs are extra sensitive, as common with omegas, and are only focused on once in a while.

• It's incredibly dishonorable to aim for a omegas scent glands. People still do it but it's not something anyone should brag about.

*** Scars on scent glands or over pack marks are insulting to the pack and the omega. It's also incredibly painful to have pack marks or scent glands hurt.

🌱 Zoro has scars on his glands and it's a sore topic for the pack.

• Packs are very intimate, so they can be both sexual and/or platonic. Omegas provide balance for betas and alphas. Their scents and bonds create a healthy and comforting environment

🌱 The crew is very happy and healthy.

• It's a sign of power and strength to have a healthy and happy omega. It indicates the pack isn't worried about most threats, so they're able to take the time and focus required to take care of their omega.

*** Omegas will not go into heat in unsafe areas, it's very painful to withhold heats but it can be done. The body will not allow the heat to happen if it senses danger or feels unsafe.

🌱 Zoro has withheld his heat before and it never goes well. With all the other issues he has, withheld heats are brutal.

• Omegas nest, of course, but they also burrow. A combination of pressure and the instinct to find protection promoting them to create a nest and then cover it.

Pack nests are often bigger, made for the pack to be able to comfortably be near their omega and each other. Larger nests also allow omegas to feel comfortable in the nest with pack but also large enough for them to have a space with enough extra supplies that they can borrow.

*** A room may be considered a nest, filled with nesting supplies and carefully arranged. One corner may have additional nesting supplies available for the omega to cover themselves with if needed, while the rest of the nest remains comfortable and moveable for the pack.

*** Similar to how people find comfort in the pressure of weighted blankets.

🌱 Franky built a nesting room big enough for all of them. It's absolutely filled with nesting supplies. The floor is covered in pillows and mattressss.

• Alphas and betas may experience a type of itching or tingling in their gums when around their pack omega. This is a reaction to the scent of pack and omega. It's just a form of desire or longing meant to keep packs close together. This will often be relieved by biting, scenting or mating.

🌱 Luffy bites a lot.

• Dynamics and the instincts related to them aren't felt by anything but humans. That doesn't mean that others are excluded from the pack or don't feel pack bonds. It just means those instincts are very muted. Everyone can mark and be marked by pack bond marks if they want.

*** Ex: Chopper and Jinbei are pack of the pack but don't have to same desires or instincts as the others. It's more of a family type thing for them.

Brook, however, is a different situation. Since he was human, and is now human bones, he does have those instincts. However, while they are stronger than Jinbei or Chopper's, they are not as strong as they were when he was human.

🌱 They might be a little bias but they all think Zoro is the best omega.

• Omegas bruise easier, however that doesn't mean they're necessarily hurt more than alphas or betas. Hits that would hurt but not bruise on betas and alphas will hurt and bruise on omegas. The additional visibility on hurt spots and injuries is meant to prompt packs into protectiveness and care.

*** Ex: If a omega and alpha/beta both run their hip into the same corner of a table, same speed and force, the omega will get a bruise but the alpha/beta won't. No additional pain was felt by the omega. It's simply a evolutionary feature to prompt protection and care.

🌱 Zoro is almost constantly bruised.

• Omegas will purr when hurt and when happy. Purring can be used to self soothe when injured or hurting, and sometimes happens without the omega even noticing. It's not something controllable, they can not start or stop either instance of purring.

*** Happy purrs will often stay at one consistent pitch while hurt purrs will go up and down in pitch

🌱 Zoro was purring at Thriller Bark when the crew got to him after Kuma, the nothing happened barely understandable with the rough and unsteady purr breaking up the words when he spoke.

He purred when they all met up again after the two year skip, everyone grinning at the consistent sound and the faintest hint of pink on the top of Zoro's cheeks.

[acesabo]

i made a fibromyalgia pride flag last night! this has absolutely been done, but i wanted to contribute with one of my own. coincidentally, today is fibromyalgia awareness day, so. hi! if you're following me, are you aware of fibromyalgia? did you know i have it? you know now!

color meanings and background under the cut.

the colors in this flag were colorpicked from a northern pearly eye butterfly. most pictures of them are pretty brown, but they are purple butterflies—i think it's one of those things like, cameras are just really bad at capturing their coloring most of the time. in much the same way, you can't really tell by looking that someone has fibromyalgia, and i thought that was pretty fitting. i also just think they're really, really pretty.

i used the same format as the disability flag, because a lot of chronic pain is treated as pretending or faking, and i wanted to make it clear that we are part of the community and we belong here, in the same way that queer pride flags have mirrored the pride flag and the pride flag mirrored the bear and leather flags.

color meanings: note: i chose multiple meanings for each color on purpose to cover a variety of symptoms, so please feel free to assign more to any stripe you please. i also tried to assign at least one positive thing to each stripe, because every color is dear to someone.

purple: hope / research / cold weather - not hope for a cure, but hope for support and understanding which leads to successful symptom management. research has already shown that fibromyalgia is an autoimmune issue, which is huge! i'm excited to see what it will teach us next. cold weather can spell out extra pain for those of us with fibromyalgia (like me), so let this stripe be a reminder to bundle up and be gentle with yourself.

lilac: bad weather / migraine / comfort - changing weather—and changing air pressure or temperature that goes with it—can spell pain for fibro folks, and hell hath no fury like a migraine coming on. for both, and every other kind of pain, comfort is a must.

off-white: brain fog / dull pain / ache / chronic pain solidarity - brain fog is a constant companion of mine; it curls around my shoulders like an affectionate cat, rubbing against my cheeks and rumbling in my ears until i can't hear myself think. this stripe is just off-white in honor of that feeling, and also because i didn't want this flag to be too eye-searing for those of us with sensitive migraine triggers. dull pain is a lot like that, but a lot less pleasant. this stripe also reminds us that we aren't alone in our invisible disability, and that we're hip to hip with a lot of really excellent company in the chronic pain community.

amber: nerve pain / sudden pain / joint weakness and related falls / warm weather relief - nerve pain, as opposed to inflammatory pain, tends to be sharp and feel 'electric'. i once described it to my doctor as feeling 'like there's lightning in my bones'. sudden pain is like that, too, and i've found that my knee suddenly giving when it was fine a moment before can be, as well. but this nice honey-golden stripe also reminds me of the nice day i had recently when i viewed the eclipse with my friends, sitting in the sun in my new skirt, quite literally sitting pretty in the sunlight and then, suddenly, lack thereof. warm weather is nice, when it isn't a surprise—a slope and not a snap.

brown: underdiagnosis in people of color* / solidarity with people of color* in our community - as is often the case in the medical community, there is a wealth of doctors willing to diagnose white patients with fibromyalgia, and those same doctors are largely unwilling to diagnose people of color unless those people of color bend over backward. this stripe is to recognize that, as i think it's important, and to stand in solidarity with people of color who have (or are seeking) a diagnosis. (*the asterisk is to note that i am using people of color as a catch-all here, but very specifically this effects Black people the most, especially Black women. there is a long and incredibly ugly history of medical malpractice around not believing Black women when it comes to pain in the medical field which i am definitely not educated enough to speak on.)

i drew the butterfly vector myself, and here it is alone if you'd like to use it.

and a bonus-bonus version with the flag on it, to just kind of, slap on stuff i f you'd like. i dunno, i like how it looks.

[flamingo-bubbles]

@fontasticcrablettes Wrote a lovely little spicy Flystelle fic and it made me want to do the same! But, uh, my brain died in the middle of it and I haven't touched it since I first wrote it after reading his fic.

But there's so little Flystelle stuff! And even less spicy stuff for them!! So I will share this half-shred of a story because there needs to be more of them in the world!!!

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Courting was like a dance. The steps were intricate, deliberate, important - to ignore them was to invite the searing judgment of every noble down onto your head. If your transgression was severe enough, no title or rank could save you.

Flynn knew all this. It had been drilled into his head since the first day he emerged into the noble quarter as a freshly minted knight. Like many customs of the upper class, the rules were as arbitrary as they were ironclad. He had to be constantly aware, always diligent.

"Flynn…"

The breathy, inviting sound of his name on the crown princess' lips yanked him back to the reality of the moment. Their bodies entangled in her bed; clothing thrown to the ground in a flurry of hot, hungry kisses and moans; the sharp rise and fall of Estellise's breast with each ragged breath. Flynn's body reacted all too readily to the princess lying beneath him.

He was definitely courting her wrong, but she was making it difficult to care.

"Princess Estellise…" he whispered her name back with just as much desire, but the voice of reason forever present at the back of his mind was quick to add, "...Are you sure about this?"

He watched as her expression softened into a smile. However, the desire in her eyes burned just as clearly. Flynn's breath caught in his throat and dissolved into a strangled moan as Estellise wound her arms around his neck. Gentle pressure was applied to Flynn's neck, drawing his body into her and another moan from his soul.

"I am," She responded plainly and clearly.

"B-But what about all the customs? The rules?" He forced himself to speak, but the heat of her hands curiously exploring the taut muscles of his back was making it horribly difficult to focus.

"They're silly. We love each other. There aren't any rules in that."

As she spoke, her hands grew more bold, more curious. Flynn felt her rough, short nails and callused fingertips trace down his chest, stopping just before his hips. He wanted to focus on every sensation all at once, but his brain was quickly melting to nothing but his baser instincts.

"You make a-" he inhaled sharply as a stray finger explored a little bit lower, "a compelling argument."

The thick air between them was softened by Estellise's gentle giggle. She leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on Flynm's lips. He wished he could claim his body's reaction was just as chaste.

"Thank you! My tutors in statesmanship would be very pleased to hear the compliment."

"Perhaps, but I don't believe I shall ever give it to them. It would require…certain explanations."

His reward for his half-hearted joke was another of Estellise's giggles. As the mood lightened further still, he thought with vague disappointment that the night might end with nothing happening. However, her hands didn't stop their exploration, her boundless curiosity extending to the bedroom as well. 

Rather than push the situation forward, Flynn let her take her time, allowing his body to react without any attempts to hide it. As she found several sensitive spots that Flynn hadn't even been aware of, the mood in the room once more dipped dangerously toward desire.

"P-Princess Estellise…" Flynn whined as she applied pressure in another new location, his cheeks and body burning, "M-My apologies. Please. I need…more"

"Oh! Of course! Please, allow me."

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And then they totally banged, you guys.

[aawestautomotive]

How often should you replace tyres? 

Tyre condition plays a significant role in overall vehicle safety.  Knowing when to replace your tyres in Mcgraths Hill is a crucial part of staying secure on the road. However, there isn't a simple response that everyone can agree on that will work for every motorist. There are variables to think about, such as your typical everyday driving distance and the quality of the roads you take. Let us explain those in more detail. 

When should you replace your tyres? 

If you were only considering age, experts advise getting your tyres checked at the five-year point and then annually after that. Why? Because tyre wear is affected not just by how many miles you drive but also by how old you are. As working from home increases in popularity, many individuals are logging fewer miles than ever before. However, keep in mind that age is still a factor; regardless of wear depth, you should replace your tyres every ten years. 

Keep in mind that tyres age from the date of production, not the date of purchase, because tyres degrade even when stored. 

Let's take a look at that impact on how often you should replace your tyres. 

Once the foot depth drops below 1 mm 

Avoid using wheels that are too smooth if you value your safety and the safety of those around you on the road. If your tyres have less than 1.6 millimetres of tread depth left (tread wear indicators are embedded in the tread grooves to show when they are worn), you should get new ones. 

If your tyre gets punctured 

If your tyre has been punctured, you should see if it can be repaired instead of replaced by visiting your local tyre expert in Mcgraths Hill. If the hole cannot be repaired, a replacement tyre must be purchased and installed. 

Tyres that degrade unevenly should be replaced 

Uneven tread degradation is a common symptom of improper tyre alignment, inflation, or fitting. In this case, you must get new tyres right away, before they wear out to the point where driving becomes dangerous. If you need to repair a tyre, you should consider spending the extra money on alignment and balancing while you're at it. If you don't, you'll still have the same problem with uneven deterioration in the months to come. 

There are also some other factors that you should look once: 

How you drive 

Shortening the life of your tyres is travelling in traffic, stopping abruptly, taking sharp turns, and letting them spin on takeoff. The way you drive, the state of the roads where you reside (urban or rural), or both could be to blame. If you put more miles on your car than average, your tyres will wear out more quickly. Tyre wear can also be affected by how heavily you carry your vehicle. You'll have fewer problems if you load it properly (by ensuring that the weight in your car is distributed evenly). Overloading or improper packing can shorten the life of your tyres. 

Temperature 

Your tyre pressure will change as the temperature does. Tyres tends to lose air pressure when the temperature outside drops, particularly after the warmer months. Higher temperatures are not necessarily healthier for your tyres. Air pressure is sensitive to changes in climate. Tyre pressure is affected by temperature, so driving in warmer weather will fill your tyres and driving in cooler weather will start to deflate them. When the temperature drops by 5 degrees Celsius, the atmospheric pressure drops by 2 per cent, and vice versa. Tyres wears out quicker if you don't monitor and maintain their pressure and account for climate changes. 

Climate  

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[tealeafsoda]

BEING AUTISTIC + CLOSE TO IDIA SHROUD

Pairing: Idia Shroud x reader (platonic/ romantic)

Content: requested, gn reader (you/your), autistic reader + idia (:D), implied sensory overload, fluff, 753 words

Notes: I have never finished a request faster omgee, heres P1 btw

•Playing video games is a guessing game of who's going to mimic a phrase or accent first

•Pausing games to explain lore. Or to just go on about characters, settings or coding

•Having a mutual agreement to just. Mute The Game when a character begins yelling in an angry tone (captions are a lifesaver)

•Largely disliking Coach Vargas for the same reason (he's loud, he's shouty, he's rude)

•Relating over misreading social situations completely (e.g. Idia's pe kit vignette) And mutually agreeing that Neurotypicals need to Get A Grip and be straightforward (this also helping lessen the guilt and anxiety around asking each other for clarification). Complaining about how Neurotypicals act in general together (it's cathartic)

•Never talking to each other in the morning. Not just because of your wrecked sleeping schedule but also a shared understanding that holding a conversation in the morning Is Hell.

•Possessing a pacing stim will have you marching around his room whilst Idia tries to keep up with your rambling

•If you have a fidgeting stim, then there are stim/fidget toys strewn around Idia's bedroom (Ortho keeps on buying the latest ones) that are free for you to use

•A biting stim (clothes, pens, straws etc) is something you would have in common with Idia. This, paired with his sharp teeth, is why, you find out, he tries not to use pencils or pens as one time his chewing made the ink explode in his face (it's now his picture in your contacts)

•Idia is somewhat sensitive about his gaming consoles, so if you have a hand flapping stim, he freaks out a little if you're holding it and stimming

•RSD making games such as otome ones, where you risk choosing the wrong option, a nightmare. So playing one with him including searching up the answers, whether Idia likes or not (him actually doing it too at times)

•You both understanding how important hyperfixations can be and taking turns letting the other go on about their special interest in conversations that can last hours. It being the most comfortable you see Idia when he talks

•Whenever his hoodie gets too wrecked from overuse or chewing on his hood/sleeves/hoodie strings etc. Being there as a reminder to get a fresh one, whether it's cleaning or buying (he's rich, he can afford it). But also not being too forward as new clothes sometimes just Aren't The Same. And you get that

•Whenever his fixation does change to a new form of media, Idia being able to afford every piece of merch available (but him getting you stuff related to your special interest on holidays/ special occasions, so you won't Eat The Rich this time you guess) One time he got you a weighted blanket that matched his, it's still in the Top Things He's Ever Given You (an unofficial ranking)

•You both having a month-long pre-plan for all special events in the games you play together because the first time Idia called you to play one with him, it was out of the blue and risked your routine. Ever since then, they've become a genuine, important part of your day-to-day life.

•Speaking of routine, Friday is designated Game Night and the hang-out you both try not to avoid the most

•Though Sensory Overload is a Bitch, which makes multiplayer chat even better for the both of you as you can game together, but separately!

•When finding out Idia's headphones were allowed due to sensory issues, him giving you suggestions on how to get the same help at school.

•Facetiming/calls where neither of you actually say anything to each other and just hang out digitally and do your own thing.

•That happening in his bedroom as well. And it being an effective way to talk in person without having to feel the pressure to keep eye contact (because even the strongest of autistic friendships endure masking)

•Other times messaging each other once and it counting as your full interaction for the day (and it not having any ulterior meaning like arguing or being upset)

•When visiting locations from his anime, cities tending to be the place you frequent at the least (a personal preference of Idia's). You both began going even less when you visited a restaurant with the worst fluorescent lights imaginable, and then left to a street filled with rowdy fans leaving a Magift game.

•Using his interests to distract/ build confidence in Idia when his anxieties on these trips get the better of him.

[tetsunormous]

Prove yourself useful

pairing: dom!Kenma x f!reader x spectator!Suna x Spectator! Osamu

genre: smut (18+), established relationship, post time-skip university, gamer boyfriend

word count: 2.4 k

warning: thigh riding, exhibitionism, voyeurism, swearing, hair pulling, mentions of edging, spanking (?), degradation

It’s just past 2 in the afternoon and your lecture finally finished. University is nothing like what you grew up thinking it would be, but it would be a lot worse if you didn’t get to live with your boyfriend.

You met Kenma during your first year and it didn’t take long for the two of you to begin falling for each other. He is more complex than you’d ever imagine and everyday you learn new things to learn about him. At the surface level he’s incredibly successful; being a youtuber, a pro gamer, a fucking CEO, all while taking university classes. However, Kenma is so much more than that.

The Kenma you know and love is the Kenma that’s cooped up in his gaming room spitting insults at his friends while they practice for a match they have later on in the night. The Kenma that you find yourself daydreaming about is the one obsessed with your apple pie and insists it's never too hot to eat right out of the oven. Your Kenma doesn't show the world all his little quirks, but you’ve learned to understand all of his many facial expressions and what he needs at the time. Everyone sees Kenma as this shy intelligent man who prefers to keep things to himself, which he is, but your favourite Kenma is the one he only lets out behind closed doors.

For someone so reserved none of his following would ever expect him to be the kind of lover to share you with others. No one would ever suspect Kenma for being the kind of lover to get off on seeing you completely ruined and embarrassed. This version of Kenma is definitely the one you find the most interesting because he kept it from you for the first year of your relationship, but two years in and his friends have seen more of you than you could keep track of.

Just thinking about him gets you worked up and it's times like this that you’re grateful for online classes. You tiptoe into your shared bedroom to discard the panties you’re currently wearing. The mere thought of riding his thigh gets you so excited the pair of black lace you previously wore didn’t stand a chance. You stare at your reflection in the mirror, your outfit isn’t anything special but it's his favourite. The sweater you’re wearing just big enough to cover your ass, sleeves long enough to hang past your fingertips, no bra or panties, the sheer thigh high socks that never fails to leave him hard, and the little cat ears resting on your head he bought for you months ago.

If he saw you now, there’s a chance you’d get your way.

You knock softly on the door before entering. The blinds are shut and there's a purple hue emitting from his LED lights. He’s sitting in front of his three monitors with nothing but a pair of sweatpants and his headset on, “Kenma? Are you in a game right now?”

His back is towards you so you begin to walk towards his desk, closing the door behind you. Osamu and Suna have seen the two of you naked plenty of times but for some reason, you still get a little shy. You wave at them on screen as you stand behind your boyfriend and you can hear their remarks through his headset.

“Oi, I think a little kitty wants to join before we play tonight”. Suna is always the first to say something, but Osamu definitely teases you more.

“You didn’t tell us we’d get a special treat today, Kodzuken”

Kenma stares blankly at his friends before turning to you, “Hi pudding, you finished with class?” he asks as his eyes wander down your body. You can see a slight smirk form on his lips before reaching out to give your hip a squeeze, “Miya was right, what a special little treat you are”

You know Kenma is observant but you can’t help but act a little cuter when there’s an audience around. “If you’re just practicing for now, can we cuddle Kenken, I missed you”, you ask with a slight pout on your face and your sweater paws reaching out for his arm, eyes glancing down at his bulge.

His eyes soften a bit and he chuckles at your act, “yeah yeah, sit on my lap you little brat”

You happily oblige and sit on his left thigh. Your head leaning on his shoulder as he presses a kiss to your temple. With your arms resting on his shoulders, you begin playing with his hair and rocking your hips ever so slightly.

“We haven’t seen you wear those little ears in a while y/n, don't tell me you put them on after class just for some cuddles” A blush creeps onto your face as Suna continues to tease you about your intentions.

“Awh, don’t hide your face from us y/n. Kozume has shown us you’re not really as shy as you seem, did Suna’s little comment really make you blush that hard?”

You feel your boyfriend nudge you lightly with his shoulder, a breathy chuckle leaving his mouth. “She knows I won’t fuck her till tonight yet she still climbs up onto my leg without panties on, she can act shy all she wants but we all know how shamelessly needy she is” You lift your head from his shoulder with a surprised look on your face. He’s still staring at his monitor, fingers busy with the controller, “you didn’t think I’d feel how wet you are? Your pussy is soaking through my sweats kitten”

The boy's laughter rings through the headphones and a whine escapes your lips. He takes his headphones off and has them resting around his neck before putting his controller down. You feel his hands under your arms and he positions you so that you're sitting on his left thigh facing his desk, legs resting on either side of his.

“Awh Osamu, look at the little kitty pouting cause her big bad boyfriend turned her away”

“She’s always so needy, aren’t you y/n? And in front of us too? You like putting on a show and having everyone see what a slut you are, huh”

Your thighs squeeze around Kenmas as your entire face starts to become red. You can hear your boyfriend clearing his throat before landing a hard smack against your thigh. “He asked you a question kitten. If you’re going to be a needy slut and come in here while we’re practicing, at least show some manners”

“Y-yes Samu” you whisper, “I like having you watch”

All the boys hum in unison and Suna leans back in his gaming chair, leaving his controller on the desk. “Well since you interrupted practice, I think it’s only fair you give us something in return, isn't that right Kenma”

“Suna makes a good point. I treated you so well last night cause we both knew I would be busy until later tonight, and I wouldn’t be able to give you the attention you need.” His slender fingers weave through your hair at the base of your scalp before pulling hard, exposing your throat for his friends to see. His nose softly traces your sensitive skin, inhaling your scent, “I let you cum all night long, but here you are with your greedy little cunt rubbing itself against me trying to get off”

“Maybe you need to be more mean with her, she should know better than to come in here if she isn’t going to make herself useful”

“You hear that?” Kenma’s other hand travels up your sweater and pinches your hardened nipple making you hiss in pain. “Should I listen to Osamu and be extra mean to you so you learn how to act?”

All three boys are now smirking at you but that just makes your body more aroused. Your pussy is throbbing and it takes everything in you not to start grinding on his leg. You feel him flex his muscles and you can't help but to cry out as the additional pressure on your clit sends an electric shot throughout your body.

“The poor baby can’t even respond”, Suna chuckles and pretends to pout “you are just a dumb little whore, aren’t you y/n?”

You let out a whine as your eyes meet Kenma’s. His cold stare alone asserts dominance over you and without thinking your hand reaches out to touch him. You feel a sharp pain as he smacks your hand away, “I don’t remember giving you permission to touch me kitten”. He yanks his hand back from your hair causing you to jerk forwards and grab a hold of the desk for balance. “We all know you won’t get allowed to cum later on but you will put on a show for us and prove you aren't just a useless slut”. He leans back with one arm resting on his armrest, “shall we make things interesting boys?”

Osamu stares intensely at you before laughing in your face, “Yea, let’s see if she can prove herself. If she can’t, I don’t think she deserves anything tonight”

“Y/n can be more than just Kozume’s dumb fuck, right? You gonna put on a show for us?”

Your mouth parted and eyes wide, you whip your head back to meet your boyfriends but he only smirks at you. “You have eight minutes kitten. Your hands stay on the desk and I won’t be touching you. If we hear a peep slip out of your lips, you lose. You better ride my thigh like you’re chasing the last orgasm you’ll ever have because if you fail to cum, I will edge you all night long to the brink of insanity, but all you can do is watch me fuck my fist instead.”

Osamu and Suna are rubbing themselves through their sweats as they snicker at our boyfriends rules. They continue to tease you but all you can focus on is the way Kenma is looking at you. He reaches back to tie his hair into a low bun and bounces his leg lightly, “are you ready?” he asks with his eyebrows slightly raised and a smirk. All you can do is nod back in his direction as you feel him flexing his thigh. He reaches for his phone and you watch as he sets a timer for eight minutes, “alright kitty….start”.

Your legs squeeze around your boyfriend's thigh as you begin to roll your hips. You shimmy yourself forwards a little bit so your clit can press against the base of his quads every time you rock forwards. Kenma was right, you're so wet it’s almost embarrassing how your own juices have lubricated your folds. Even against the fabric of his sweats, your pussy is drenched with your own arousal, helping you grind against his leg with ease. Your teeth sink into your bottom lip, trying your hardest to control your breathing so the overwhelming pressure doesn’t cause you to moan out loud.

You can hear the two boys teasing and laughing at how filthy you really are but all you can think about is chasing that O. The noises coming from your riding, the way your juices have dampened his pants, making a wet slapping noise every time you rock. Your fingers are gripping his desk hard and all you can do is throw your head back, chest heaving, trying to swallow your whines as you start to feel the tension building in  your stomach. “I can feel the way your pussy is twitching every time you rock forwards, sometimes close isn’t she?” Kenma moves forwards and speaks softly by your ear, “You only have three more minutes, why don’t you let us hear your pretty voice hmm?”

“Oh y/n, you look like you’re close to cumming, we’ve never heard you this quiet before. I bet it would feel even better if you moaned for us”

“Suna and I always talk about how pretty and desperate you sound, let us hear you”

The constant egging didn’t help but it definitely made you more needy. They all knew how loud you were when Kenma would stuff you full and just as you let out a heavy breath, your boyfriend flexes his muscles. Your mouth falls open as you roll faster, knowing your orgasm will happen soon. The way his thigh feels against your slick folds should be illegal, it shouldn’t feel this good before he even touches you.

“Oh I think someones going to cum, show us how you fall apart. Ride my fucking thigh and imagine how much better it would be if my cock was in your needy hole”. Kenma now palming against his dick as he watches your eyebrows furrow, your eyes squeeze tight, your cheeks glowing , the baby hairs sticking to your forehead, all while you bite down on your bottom lip trying your hardest to keep all your noises inside. You look absolutely stunning to him, falling apart over his leg. He keeps flexing his thigh at a fast pace to help you reach your high, no longer caring about the challenge. He’s so mesmerized by the way your pussy feels as it’s throbbing, and how your legs squeeze harder against his as you completely come undone.

You can hear the boys let out soft moans as you cum all over your boyfriend's thigh with a force that even you’re surprised about.

“Fuck Kenma, you get to see that every time?”

The timer goes off and you limp over the desk, “fuck off Suna, consider yourself lucky the two of you got to get off to her”, he says with a smile on his face.

“We know we’re very lucky,” Osamu says chuckling, “ thank you y/n, we’ll definitely win our 3v3 later”

Kenma looks over at you and pulls you close to him. He slips his hand under the sweater and rubs your back, “you did so well baby, I’m surprised you didn’t make a sound”

“Promise I did good? D-does this mean I get to cum later?”

“You really think I’m going to forget why this all happened in the first place? You just came all over me and you’re already thinking about getting stuffed huh” he cradles your face with a faint smile on his face. “You did so well, so we’ll see” and presses a kiss on your lips, “for now, you can stay here for the next while and sit in embarrassment as they continue to tease you about you cumming just from my thigh”

© tetsunormous 2021 lmk if you want to be added to my tag list

[tarotchariotpickyourcard]

Pick a card reading: What you should like more about yourself!

This one is for the ones on that self love journey, the ones that need a pick me up or have a hard time with self confidence/esteem especially.

So I'm sure it's quite clear. The cards that you pick will reflect why you deserve to be more loving to yourself, what wonderful qualities you have, and maybe help convince you to lessen your negative inner language.

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Please pick one of the groups ( 1, 2, 3 or 4.)

You might be drawn to an item, the card itself, or a number. Please calm your mind and meditate for a minute.

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Side note: If you have a hard time choosing, or nothing seems strong to you, perhaps you could come back later on and try. Do not pressure yourself, darling.

Number one is the badge saying "yup"

Number 2 is the wing

Number 3 is the little bird

Number 4 is the chain saying "BE MINE"

GROUP 1 : (Yup badge)

Morning affirmations, Joy, Strength

6 of wands, 4 of pentacles, Mother of swords

What an interesting blend of character you are!

With the owl, this is a strong suggestion that you are able to see through deep into situations and understand "in between the lines". A great communicator, the queen of swords can be straight to the point, brilliant and not to be messed with. Your ability to say it like it is might be perceived as a little harsh to very sensitive or younger people, however it is a strong and much needed trait in the world. We need people with the organisational skills and know how of the mother of swords! The queen always reminds me of someone who is a good teacher, and a fair person.

With the 6 of wands and the 4 of pentacles, the combination hits in a way of potentially dulling that light. The traits I list may be some that you are aware of in a way, but perhaps have a lesser opinion of. The interesting mix of you is in the way of you being so strong, able to endure and be positive, yet a wonderful balance of being able to have boundaries. Again, I'm seeing the strong ability to recognise when someone is being a "rat" as the animal is right next to the owl. I can't help but get the idea that it is direct experience. I would be surprised if you haven't recently come to a revelation about a person in your social circle, or cut someone out/created more boundaries.

Strength mentions having resilience, coming through things more compassionate, stronger and brighter. Brighter being strong in focus to me, as it is next to joy. Your ability to have fun *despite* issues or obstacles is an enviable trait! I really feel that while you might have your difficulties, you never let them suck you in for too long mentally. You seem to try and stay positive through things, and not everyone can do that. You are also much more smart/knowledgeable than you give yourself credit for. Don't let anyone put you down, because you're being shown that if you go for what you've been studying/working at, with strong persistence you can succeed. I feel like the branches signify people who have acted as obstacles, or your troubles in life. This is confirmation you can rise above them, and if you're stuck right now, please accept my confirmation that things can and will change. Life can't help but flow, no matter how people may try and resist. So if anyone is putting you down, or getting in your way - know that their resistance to your future and well being is futile.

You keep having those boundaries. Keep on keeping on. You're sharp, you're witty, and of all things you have kept your kind heart. One day the joy you try to find in the little things will come to you effortlessly and in x100.

I got the need to call you cherub. Chin up, Cherub.

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GROUP 2 (the wing)

Wait, generosity, magic, peacefulness

The hermit, Ace of swords, Son of swords.

eYou're an extremely thoughtful person, aren't you? I get social activist vibes, the kind of person who thinks about bigger issues than just in their personal world, and could debate very well. The ability to get to the kernel of truth within an argument or bigger pattern in the world seems equal to none. If you have a hard time accepting that your opinions mean something, or you would be able to be persuasive, this is confirmation for you that actually - yes - you do have something meaningful to share with others.

In this pile I'm seeing a more peaceful, patient character. Someone who simply tries to be good, and do good for others. You create magic for other people. My heart swells at this, as I'm seeing reciprocity of kindnesses between you and others over time.

While The son of swords on it's own could potentially be quick to intervene or make a judgement, with the hermit and wait, I'm feeling more that you take the time to think things over. For example, if asked to make a decision, you would want to take your time and really think. If you were asked what your thoughts were on a political stand point, you would think in depth and make no judgements from the surface. This is so helpful, as there's less chance of misunderstanding/unkindness as well as the ability to make better long term decisions for yourself.

Very introspective, and the ace of swords suggests you have great clarity of mind. I can imagine you would be a wonderful person for explaining complicated matters to a wide group of people.

Generosity is what it says on the tin: You are a generous human. That is so, so important. There are many people out there who might feel like no one thinks about them or cares, and you come in and surprise them with something, or offer them help without them asking. It makes people feel valued, and like they are important or have a place in someone's life.

Peacefulness suggests not inviting drama, and I get 2 things. You might be described as grounded, or "chill". As well as this likely suggests your lack of interest in being within a dramatic situation. You are likely very good at looking at others drama, and seeing where it truly stems from, as well as having a good idea of advice for them. If you have friends right now, it's likely they feel peaceful being around you and that they can truly calm down or get your advice on their *own* drama.

You are so important to the people around you, and if there are people that can't appreciate you, I promise you they have *no* idea how lucky they are. You offer so much as a friend, confidant, and as a person who cares for the worlds well being. I appreciate you.

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GROUP 3: ( Little bird

Blessed change, gratitude, engagement, follow your heart, father of pentacles, the empress, the star

You're cool.

Right off the bat, I see your ability to see the silver lining, to take changes as they come (and I don't mean you happily drudge through hard changes, I mean more like you accept them more easily than others). Do you know, it really helps a persons resilience in life if they can have gratitude for things in general, as well as seeing the positive affects of life changes. You have an ability to notice the opportunities in said silver lining. An example I've read in the past involved a man who lost his job, but an opportunity came up for something he was passionate regarding his hobby. He would not have been free to do it unless he was let go of.

You're my free flowing group. Very adaptable. You're able to take time out to really think about what you truly desire in life. When themes like this come up, I really get the idea of authenticity. To put a focus on following your heart, being grateful for what you've taken part in and even quirky circumstances is a massive strength. Do you have any idea how scary that is to people? To wake up and think "My heart wants this, I'm going to actually aim for it because I need to be myself." That's terrifying to many!

Note: If you are finding it hard to be upfront or true to yourself due to fear, this is confirmation that you will be able to in the future. Take your time, as this will come naturally to you.

I know you might be shrugging thinking, but sometimes I get really negative or scared too. I won't say that's not a thing humans experience. What I am saying however, is that you have that strength of character to say actually, nothing would be worse than to answer to my fear. Fear of self expression, fear of being judged. Fear of not having your project liked. These kinds of things.

I feel like you're a fun person who is very interesting to people/has had at least one very interesting or unusual experience. I want you to know the cards are showing that people really enjoy speaking with you, and hearing your stories. So no negative self talk of being boring, or disliked.

Your flexibility, and your ability to be sociable, yet able to pull back appropriately is wonderful. The world needs those who can be more easy going as this can help people de-stress and stop thinking about their worries.

I'm seeing wonderful creativity, and again, being able to be social and talk to many people very well. You're a shining star, and you're supposed to be!

I wonder if sometimes you feel like you need to be "more" productive, but let me tell you... Networking with people is half the job.

I'm also wondering (as a rainbow stands out) if some here are part of the LGBTQIA+ community. It would make sense with the authenticity. If you have a social media presence, or a creative project you want to get out, or expressing your personal experiences to the world - this is confirmation to keep standing tall, stand proud because yes, you do have a lot to offer! King of pentacles next to the empress also suggests you might be on to something that can bring in some income for you. Again, even sharing your experiences is very valued and may well be it. The world itself wants to see you, or whatever you desire to create.

If you have a hard time focusing or being practical, darling, you get along well with others for a reason. Ask for help, whether it's family, friends online, a teacher, anyone. There's help to steer you further in the right direction. You're a beautiful person and you matter to people. You are loved, so please love yourself.

There's something here that seems upset, and I just have the biggest urge to hug you! So if you will, accept my many energetic and virtual hugs!

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GROUP 4: "Be mine"

Worthiness, Ups and downs, courage

Ace of pentacles, Ace of wands, daughter of wands (reversed)

Daughter of wands reversed suggests to me, that you have the traits such as this, but perhaps not the confidence in yourself right now about those things. The book describes her as passionate, visionary, cares more for career and starts a family later; stubborn, strong (i take this as physically actually) and may be going through a spiritual breakthrough or a big change. With this I get the thought that you probably don't recognise just *how* passionate you truly are. You might be finding it hard to go a certain way in your career and studies. There might even be some worries that you might not stick at it. But what you are not realising is your actions have magic in them.

If you are interested in LOA: Your actions manifest not only in a practical sense, but *that's* what truly gets the energy moving. You need physical expression of some kind.

I'm getting such practical, but passionate energy. The ace of wands with courage? That's amazing. Fire sign or not, you have classic fire energy. Even when you lack confidence, you have a strange inner ability to be brave even at your worst times.

Oh, if only you had the confidence to aim!

Your energy and action are seriously magnificent. You have a *lot* of inner energy, spiritual energy, physical vitality. If you have health issues this might sound strange to you - but I get the idea your body was built with a lot of vitality available. You might have really struggled in life with ups and downs here, but I'm seeing you crash right through all the barriers and try to do life the best way you know how. No matter your struggles, you are a warrior here.

The 2 aces here (that is so interesting to have seen) show that you are probably quite good at beginning new things, and when you're motivated, you're MOTIVATED. I'm getting the idea that when you *do* take action on a goal, you go at it with everything and it can surprise people.

I'm seeing creative ability. It's an ability that I have seen myself. An example would be.... A mistake is made in a piece of art. It didn't go the way you wanted originally. But, wait a minute... that's starting to look like something, so I'm going to change it all up and create something completely different than intended.

It's seeing potential in a small detail. I'm seeing original thinking.

I just see a bulls eye, and such great energy and ability, but the lack of confidence. And so, I feel like you're at a time where you're stopping yourself, or won't aim for something out of fear of failing. I also got the sentence biting your tongue. I'm sorry if you're in a situation where you can't speak up for yourself, as this is not aligned with your character.

Overall I believe your a creative but practical person, and have the ability to really pull through and create wonderful things. You can be *very* brave as well as motivated and so I feel you inspire others, as well as surprise them.

I really do feel that with worthiness, it is hinting to confidence/self esteem issues as it says "know that you deserve to receive good in all ways".

You deserve to be successful. You deserve to take the career path that you have been thinking about. You deserve people to treat you well. You deserve to have that hobby, whether you're "good" or not.

Deep down somewhere you know you are bigger than this. I am wishing for a healthy full confidence boost for you and some new energy to help push you.

Please have the courage to aim, as bob ross says:

"we don't make mistakes, we make happy little accidents"

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And that's the last of them! I hope you enjoyed, and I hoped this help you feel a little better about yourself. We need to cheer ourselves up sometimes and let ourselves think good things. We attract more honey with sugar after all!

Until the next pick a card!

Thank you!

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[grison-in-space]

oh yeah no it's like this whole cumulative series of things that all sort of run together for sure—Kim's resemblance to Shannon, the timing itself, the circumstances under which Buck started dating Tommy (which have Eddie deeply entangled in them), plus a lot of little things Kim does that probably echo Shannon for Eddie. For example, she hits on him, he brings up his kid — which he's been doing apparently as an attempt to get out of women flirting with him since, wow, S2 E04 — and she actually backs off for a second, and he relaxes. Very small stuff like that.

And Marisol in his life, who mostly seems to exist for Eddie as a convenient babysitter who will watch Chris without asking name questions, and who just rattled the shit out of Eddie with the nun thing that kicks him hard in his culturally Catholic atheism/skepticism... actually, come to think of it, Buck starts dating Tommy and coming out himself right after Eddie has a big weird crisis about his own relationship to his childhood religion not being as cleanly rejected as he'd thought. Paired with the pressure Pepa was putting on him to date at the time he met Marisol, plus the way that he keeps reaching for family-approved Latina women since Shannon with Marisol and Ana... well, it's all happening right as Eddie experiences a bunch of sharp pokes to emotional circumstances about his family that he hadn't really been thinking about. There's a whole other essay in there somewhere about Eddie's family politics re being Latine enough, especially in the context of his Swedish mother, and about how they've shaped literally every relationship we've ever seen him having, and they are erupting in his head right as Tommy enters the fray to change things up even more.

Buck is also making some startlingly bad decisions in S07E06, which fascinates me too: the moment for example where he rocks up to Chim's hotel room, can't get hold of him, and proceeds to go "oh well he's sleeping but we should just keep partying! It's fine if we just keep it down!" It's just that for Buck, all the really bad decisions seem localized to the bachelor party itself: getting rigid about whether anyone can eat sliders or do anything without Chim, whether the bachelor party should even exist when Chim is not into the concept, how big a thing it should be, the fairly specific theme that absolutely no one but Eddie seems to be into, the way he wilts when everyone leaves despite the frankly kind of awful time his anxiety seems to be putting on... it really seems to me that he's REALLY invested in something about that whole party for reasons that aren't about Chim or Maddie. And the closest Watsonian reason I can come up with for the sheer level of bad decision-making he makes at every subsequent point in the next twelve hours is biiiiiig rejection-sensitive dysphoria about the way the party itself came together.

...huh, I bet you some of it is his parents' level of investment in the wedding itself (and their pushiness about it, and their attempts to control/"make up for the last one" about it). You can see his dad call him Evan in the lead up to the episode, never a great sign for their relationship, and we know his parents are really invested in the wedding and associated Expectations: they're paying for at least a large fraction of it, they're right in the middle of the disaster planning session on Maddie's side when Chim can't be found, and we know that Maddie is stressed about the wedding and that Chim is frustrated because it's snowballed well out of his own preferences for the event.

Put it like this: I have been the visibly less-favored child trying to both protect myself through a deeply strained relationship with my parents in which attempts to meaningfully connect are rejected but by God I had better be present to occupy space for appearances. And I remember my sister's wedding as one of the most catastrophically unpleasant family events for me of my lifetime, and not because my poor sister (largely focused on trying to please everyone else) did anything wrong. Weddings bring out a lot of big feelings in parents, especially parents who are more concerned with their own feelings than anything their kids think or feel. So boy fucking howdy they're an occasion when you can tangibly feel the difference in how much of a shit your parents give about you.

And, well, it really hurts. Especially when you're trying, yourself, and everything you do is disappointing by contrast... and the event's not supposed to be about you anyway, so why are you upset about the contrast in how much your parents are willing to go out of their way for you? Not to mention the fact that Buck is in his first same-gender relationship and is therefore probably for the first time in his life coping with the way that homophobia from parents seems to play out for our generation. The thing I see over and over for myself and friends is that if a parent and a kid have an essentially close relationship, it's fine—but when the unfavorite kid is queer, the queerness amplifies and informs the rejection and becomes a flash point for feeling devalued and for disrupting a self-obsessed parent's vision of what their children are "supposed" to be doing. It provides a great narrative for explaining why you're not close to parents, but the shittiness in the relationship always seem to run much deeper than that—but Buck, who did not notice he was bi until recently, has never in his life been faced with that. And now he's getting smacked with that right as Maddie marries a man. Yikes.

(I was watching Tommy particularly carefully in the episode—do you notice that he takes care to show Buck his phone when he gets called in without being asked? Or that the people most willing to be blunt to Buck about how much the party sucks are Ravi and Karen, who are least likely to have been directly observing Buck's insecurity leading up to the wedding? There's just a whole lot of the way that everyone else reacts to Buck around the party that feels strongly like "the people closest to Buck are aware that he's a little insane with emotional reactivity right now and to some extent humoring him," and the bachelor party is probably the single sub-event of the wedding that his parents are least involved in. They're not interested in Chim the same way they're not interested in Buck, and therefore they probably haven't tried to control the bachelor's party much—and that means it's a venue where Buck can show off his competence as an ADULT and that he can THROW A PARTY NOW and that's the ONE THING BUCK 1.0 COULD DO RIGHT and, well. That sure leads Places.)

i'm going to bed but having rewatched the one flawless episode in 9-1-1 season seven (7x06 There Goes The Groom, obviously) i'm really circling back around to the idea that buck and eddie either actually kissed or came very close to it at the bachelor party and - importantly - eddie is the only one who remembers it