#let's goooooooooooooooooooooooo

[lovers-instead]

[seyaryminamoto]

Scenes of a Peaceful World: Sokkla Saturdays 2024

Day Two - Pleasure

Rated: M

On FF.net//On AO3

The fire that burned in Sokka's throat would ease up in time… for now, though, it served as a painful but welcome reminder of what he had succeeded at doing on that momentous day.

Ten full courses of ramen were more than any normal person could handle. Spicy ramen? It was madness, but madness they had jumped into eagerly, with eyes wide open.

There was also the fact that, with the dragons' appearance, the whole matter had evolved into a full-blown festival in the streets of Firelight Town instead of a mere visit to the Dragon's Casserole – Jiare's restaurant. The name, naturally, pleased Xin Long: he and his draconic siblings basked in even more spicy ramen than Sokka or Azula had…

The kids had eaten recklessly as well, if not the spicy variety of ramen. They had gone to sleep already, in the room the three of them would share, while Sokka and Azula had their own quarters at the inn. Their social station merited the very best rooms for their family's use – and the parents certainly wanted privacy in case matters between them took the turn they often did…

It happened rather quickly after the mandatory nap resulting from eating in excess: Azula had woken Sokka upon leaving their bed to head to the bathroom. An attempt to cuddle and fall asleep again resulted in conversation, which then spiraled into far more intimacy than they'd meant to go for, just yet.

"I… I'm quite ready now," Azula laughed, legs spread, as her husband lapped at her folds greedily.

"You sure? I can go on for longer…"

"You've eaten a lot today, love… and I'd like some fun with another of your best assets now."

"Heh. One of my best assets, is it?" he smirked against her groin. Azula laughed. "My wife's a pervert."

"You're pleased that I am… don't pretend otherwise."

Sokka chuckled, rising over his wife on the bed, kissing her heartily. Their round of lovemaking took place once it was dark outside, with the voices and sounds of rambunctious laughter and song drifting upstairs from the inn's tavern and the town's streets. It only happened, too, because the children were fast asleep, and most likely would not wake until morning. Thus, hidden away within the room they had locked up, for good measure, they were free to indulge in their intimacy with abandon, with Sokka sitting with his back against the bed's headrest, the pillow cushioning his lower back, his legs flexed so Azula could sit on his lap, grinding against him as she rode his shaft.

She moved slowly, indulging in every blissful sensation, eyes half-lidded, lips parted and often engaged with his in long, lazy, deep kisses. Their motions, slow and smooth, starkly contrasted with those of their earlier years: quick bursts of energy, impulse, chasing a release as soon as possible, for who knew when would be the next time they could get away with their wild escapades?

No such troubles plagued them anymore. They could take their time now. They could savor the pleasure, beat by beat, without worrying about what the future might bring.

Sokka's hands roamed over her flanks, settling on her hips at times, dropping to her rear later, rising back to her breasts and fondling them mischievously, too. She swayed against him, arms locked around his neck, breathing deep as her sultry moans spilled out into their kisses.

"The more we do it this way… the more it grows on me…" Sokka chuckled, brushing his lips against her neck, sucking on it teasingly. Azula moaned and sighed, eyes fluttering closed as she leaned into his touch fully.

"Maybe we're getting… old…?" Azula suggested, with a teasing smirk. Sokka chuckled.

"Good. That was the point," he smiled. "Growing old with you… spending our lives together."

"Ah… we did promise each other that, didn't we?" Azula chuckled, brushing his hair with her fingers before kissing him long and deep.

Pleasure rushed between them, coursing and rising, ebbing as their arousal built and soared. Sokka's hips thrusted upwards eagerly once he felt his release approaching, and Azula's panting, accompanied by her erotic moans, triggered his climax mere instants after she found her own.

They didn't stop kissing even so. Their closeness didn't cease, didn't diminish, as Azula slowed the thrusting to a halt gradually, pressing her body fully against his. Their lips hardly had parted when they smirked mischievously, at the same time.

"Always the best reward for finishing the Spicy Ramen Challenge," Azula decided. Sokka chuckled.

"Agreed," he said. "Though… I still finished first."

"While crying because the spice in the final bowl was too intense, yes…"

"Hey, now, Jiare amped it up just to give you an edge, I know she did…"

"You accuse our esteemed ramen connoisseur of being biased?" Azula gasped, feigning outrage. Sokka chuckled. "How dare you…!"

"She's biased, just as much as I am," Sokka smiled fondly, cupping Azula's cheek. "I love you."

"And I love you," Azula smiled. "I love picking unnecessary fights with you, too."

"I'm aware. Always have been," Sokka kissed her softly, pulling her close for a tight hug. "Just saying… if she's biased in your favor, it's something she and I have in common."

"Does that mean you relinquish the victory to me? Are you biased still, when it means you'd lose…?" Azula asked, amused. Sokka snorted.

"Hey, now. There are limits to my generosity…"

"No doubt," Azula laughed. Sokka chuckled, hoisting her off himself only to press her on her back against the mattress.

"I won't give up… but I know you won't, either," he said. "Meaning… we'll have to come back here next year to settle who won."

"Ah, next year, then?" Azula smirked. "I look forward to it."

Sokka dove in, as enticed by her smiles as ever: they were ready to seal that new deal in the most pleasant way, succumbing to each other one more time.

[crehador]

brother crab's winter 2024 parting thoughts: himesama goumon no jikan desu

tl;dr: PLEEEAAAAAAAAAAAASE 500 MORE SEASONS OF THIS

full review:

another feel-good show of the season has left us :') i was so pleasantly surprised by this one. the premise had it looking like, in all honesty, some sort of soft fetish ecchi. but what i got instead was the most adorable found family iyashikei of the season

this was great from start to finish, and my only concern early on was the it could get stale? with the premise being what it is—a battle princess is captured by the forces of evil and subjected to "torture" for military secrets, but the "torture" is just... delicious food that she can't have until she talks—i'd imagined there wouldn't be too much room for variation

but! i am thrilled to have been wrong! yes, it's certainly true that the series has a formula and sticks to it: there is a "torture" which is actually quite pleasant, the princess resists (sometimes even not much) in a funny way, and then gives in and confesses a secret

that may get old for other viewers but honestly to me it never did, because the cast of characters is just so much fun. they're fantastic together, especially as they're shown to grow to care about each other

i'm a huge fan of this kind of whimsical world-building too, like how the princess is from a world of knights and magic, but has video games and ice skating rinks around too. like how the demon world is, well, the demon world, but also has just... normal-ass apartments (the demon king LIVES in one) and sports day at normal-ass elementary schools

genuinely one of my favorites of the season. huge props to the cast as well, they all killed it. kobayashi chikahiro as the sacred sword excaliber was almost too funny, his delivery was just phenomenal (and really nice to see him work with asirpa's va again, like a gk reunion)

just. good. so good

[spoopy-sloth]

fuck it, we ball with this script. I'm just going to type up the rest and see what happens

[angel-sephiroth]

Dante in the Devil May Cry anime announcement

[grofitallocation]

LETS GO MERMAIDSSSSSSS

[voxxy-pumpkin]

WOMEN !!!!!!!1 (Day 3 of RadioStatic Yuri Week :DD)

Al has no idea what the fuck she's looking at but at least it's something new !! and very cute :3

[racingliners]

AND A FILM ADAPTION? WE'RE SO!

FUCKING!!!!

BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NEW HUNGER GAMES NOVEL?????? ABOUT HAYMITCH'S GAMES???? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[halobirthdays]

Happy birthday to Shipmaster Rtas 'Vadum!

Today is his -463rd birthday!

Rtas was born on Sanghelios and raised in a keep by the sea. He spent much of his childhood exploring the shoreline and hunting the creatures within. He graduated with honors from a top war college, setting the course for his advancement.

By 2552, he held the rank of Special Operations Commander, specializing in discreet, unconventional warfare--often answering directly to a Hierarch. He served under then-Supreme Commander Thel 'Vadam(ee), who tasked him with investigating the agricultural support ship Infinite Succor, which sent the fleet a distress beacon. Once on board, 'Vadum(ee) discovered that the ship had been overtaken by the Flood, making him one of the first to encounter the outbreak from Installation 04. Recognizing the threat of the Flood spreading, he and his team fought their way to the bridge to initiate self-destruction protocols. Before he could escape, he was forced to fight his Flood-infected comrade, Bero 'Kusovai, who had been his best swordsman. During the engagement, the Flood form cut off 'Vadum's left mandibles with an energy sword, leaving him permanently maimed.

After the destruction of Installation 04, he and Thel 'Vadam were given a mission to find and kill Sesa 'Refumee, a Covenant defector who was labeled a heretic for his (correct) denial of the Great Journey. By this point, his once-superior Thel 'Vadam had been publicly shamed, stripped of his title, and was appointed as the Arbiter. Though Rtas lost respect for Thel, he still recognized him as a skilled warrior and valuable asset.

Rtas and Thel fought their way through the gas mine, killing the heretic leader and taking 343 Guilty Spark with them. When the Prophet of Regret arrived at Earth unprepared and fled to Installation 05, Rtas sent a large group of reinforcements to protect the Hierarch, before being unknowingly thwarted by the Prophet of Truth. When Truth used these events to justify the Changing of the Guard, he protested but accepted the decision.

However, following these events, he and Thel forged a mutual trust in their unified disagreement with the decision, and their experiences fighting together. When Thel was betrayed by Tartarus, Rtas was the first person he told, kicking off the Great Schism and forming the first Covenant separatist group.

While Thel fought his way to Installation 05's control room to prevent the firing of the Halo, 'Vadum engaged Jiralhanae forces in orbit, capturing the Kerel-pattern assault carrier Shadow of Intent, which would become the flagship of the newly-formed Fleet of Retribution. Rtas was instrumental in forming an alliance with the humans, quickly recognizing the importance of Flood containment above their previous hostilities. He ordered his fleet to glass Voi, a restrained measure meant to balance his serious interest in containment with the delicate alliance with the UNSC.

At the close of the war, Rtas and the fleet would follow Thel and the UNSC to the Ark, providing joint support to pave the way for Master Chief and Thel to stop Truth. When the ceasefire between the humans and Sangheili was formalized, he escorted Thel back to Sanghelios, but would not stay for long.

Though he grew weary of fighting, Rtas continued to serve as commander of the Shadow of Intent. After answering a distress signal from the colony Rahnelo, he learned that some San'Shyuum--who had largely gone into hiding after the end of the war--were still alive through Prelate Tem'Bhetek. He went on a mission with Tul 'Juran to stop 'Bhetek's misguided revenge efforts against the Sangheili, believing that the Swords of Sanghelios were responsible for the death of his family. Rtas convinced him of the truth, and 'Bhetek died trying to aid him. After this encounter, Rtas set aside his resentment of the San'Shyuum, recognizing that some deserved death, but some, like 'Bhetek, had also been deceived. Though he was offered leave by Thel, who was now a brother to him, Rtas declined, having learned that thousands of San'Shyuum yet survived, and was determined to locate those responsible for the lies of the Covenant. By present canon, he continues this campaign.

While serving the Covenant, Rtas was devout but not a zealot, willing to challenge orders from the San'Shyuum, including threatening to kill the Minister on the Infinite Succor for his singular interest in his own safety over Flood containment protocols, and his vocal disagreement with the Changing of the Guard. Though he is war-weary and embarrassed by his disfigurement, which makes it difficult for him to enunciate, he still prioritizes his responsibility to his species and loyalty to Thel over his own wishes. He is more tolerant than typical for his species and values pragmatism over tradition, willing to let female Sangheili and Unggoy in his ranks before either was deemed acceptable. In other words, he's special and amazing and you love him. And that's still lore so jot that down.

In canon (~2560), he is turning 73!

If it wasn't apparent, Rtas is this blog's favorite character and EVERYONE IS GOING TO CLAP RIGHT NOW.

[latinokaeya]

HEYYYYYY MY BESTIES MY DEAREST MUTUALS TUMBLR RESTORED MY BLOG WE’RE SOOO FUCKING BACK

[c6jpg]

they really gave chasca everything i wanted from wanderer

[sarcosmiiic]

what.

[voidze]

help i saw this panel in dandadan

and i immediately thought of

[seiya-starsniper]

Dreamling Bingo WIP - Creature: Doppelganger

Based off this amazing art where Comic Hob and show Hob swap places! What happens when show!Hob meets comic!Dream before their reunion in 2022...and discovers the stranger in this universe kept their 1989 appointment?

This fill will be used for my @dreamlingbingo square A1 - Creature: Doppelganger

This one's going to be an angsty fic, but there's only mild angst here.

“You do not belong here, Hob Gadling,” the Stranger says.

“Where the hell is here, anyways?!” Hob exclaims. “And why do you look so different?! I know a lot’s probably happened since you skipped our last meeting, but you’ve never been so—” Hob blushes as his eyes fall on the Stranger’s especially pale and especially bare chest. “So…unclothed before,” he finishes lamely.  

The Stranger tilts his head, as if trying to piece together a puzzle.

“What do you mean by skipped?” he asks, confusion written all over his face. Hob sighs in frustration.

“You didn’t show up!” Hob says. “In 1989! I know it’s been a while but come on, my—” Hob stops himself from calling the Stranger his friend. The last time he had done that, the nonhuman man had stomped off in a rage. Hob doesn’t think he could handle a second rejection so soon. 1989 was still fresh in his mind. 

“Your what?” the Stranger asks. “Are we not friends in your universe, Hob?”

“I—what do you mean my universe?”

“This is not your home,” the Stranger says. “And I am not your Dream.”

“My…Dream? That’s…is that your name?”

[hyp3rfixation-h3ll]

Okay—first of all, your enthusiasm when you reblogged Bonz Eye made my day so much better thank you🫶✨

And second of all, I do not have any authority over Bonz Eye; so neither of you need my permission to fulfill your love life, and I’ll be very supportive for the both of you🫶💕

Then third of all, I love that you used my Burgie redesign for pfp, I do not mind one bit🥰👌

WEDDING'S ON, FUCKERS!

[seattlemarinerz]

astros eliminated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!