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[the-hydra-sys]

Do you think you would ever have mods for your sideblogs? By that I mean, like, tales from syscord/sysblr/ect ect

Yes, we're thinking of it! Especially with the new groupblog feature.

[bluemusickid]

NAVY. MY LOVE. OMFG thank youuuu for digging this up hahaha, I forgot I even wrote this 🥲😅😅😅😅

Hahaha I wish he would give me lessons too, NGL i'm a hopeless cook 🥲🥲🥲😩❤️

Thanks for reading and for your kind words, love❤️

A request for Jake Jensen x reader, reader is baking and Jake tries to help to only end up in a big mess and them all over each other on the surfaces in their kitchen 😏🍆🤤😉 smut please an lots of it please and thank you 😊

Oh woooow, digging the Jake Jensen love. Sorry it took me so long lol, my brain won't comply. I added a lil' twist, nonnie, hope you don't mind! (Provided you're still reading, heh.)

Pairing: Chef!Jake Jensen × Fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, 18+, MINORS DNI, unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your willy), Jake being Jake, kinda filthy lolol

A/N: Join my taglist here. Minors not allowed, pls heed all warnings. You are responsible for your media consumption, and you alone. Not beta'ed, any mistakes, grammatical or otherwise are all mine. I only post my work on AO3 and Tumblr, nowhere else. Reblogs are welcome and appreciated. Peace and love.  Dividers by the wickedly talented @firefly-graphics . Hope you enjoy this lil' lighthearted piece. xoxo Lexi

Baker’s Delight

You huffed, a small cloud of flour forming as you did. You'd stayed back after hours at school, determined to get good at crème brûlée before leaving. Chef Jensen had been kind enough to explain it twice, but somehow your brain wouldn’t register the steps. You were determined to get it right, even if it meant staying up all night, even staying at the school.

You poured the ingredients in a huge bowl, measuring everything to the last milligram. You would make the best crème brûlée the world saw, better than that damn Julian, who just wanted to get Chef Jensen's attention. Pfft. You'd show him.

You were about to start mixing when a noise startled you out of your thoughts, the bowl nearly falling off the counter. Your stomach plunged at the thought of your hard work going to vain, but thankfully, by divine providence, it was caught by a hand which popped out from behind you, grabbing the bowl and swiftly keeping it back on the counter.

You gasped and turned with a whoosh, your chest bumping against a hard wall of muscle, as you looked up into the eyes of your lover. Jake looked at you, amusement evident in his eyes.

“Hey baby.” he crooned, giving you a peck on your cheek. You smiled. You both had agreed to be professional during class, but you had to admit, seeing him in action and being in complete control, made him irresistible.

His meringue class was the the best; his strong muscular arms beating those egg whites by hand, it could be categorised as porn. You’d heard a few girls swoon about how his bulging biceps were flexing with every turn of the whisk. You couldn’t help feeling a little jealous; that night, you rode him like it was the end of the world, in his uniform no less. He was bemused at first, but didn’t complain (obviously).

You did want to make it as a good chef, no doubt, and it did help that he was a renowned Chef, who took his job seriously. But sometimes you felt like if you weren’t together, he wouldn’t pay attention to you. You knew you weren’t the best student, which is why you spent extra time after school, honing your skills. You’d show that kiss ass Julian what a real crème brulèe looked like. Without kissing ass. Well, maybe only a little.

You turned around, returning to the task at hand. You couldn't afford to get distracted, no matter how hot he looked with his tousled hair and chain hanging loosely from the confines of his tight t-shirt. Whisking the egg whites, you faltered as you felt his hands settle over yours, setting the appropriate speed. His hot breath tickled your ear as you felt him hot and hard against your hip, slightly undulating as he helped you whisk. Your breath caught in your throat, your eyes closing as you let your emotions wash over you.

"I guess they're done now." You whispered, letting go of the whisk. Jake was now nibbling on your earlobe, his hands resting on your hips. "Good." he mumbled, roughly turning you as he pulled off your apron and shirt in a frenzy, leaving you in your bra. You gasped, alarmed at his alacrity. Everyone had already left the school by now, but the security in the building could very well walk in at any moment.

Pulling off your bra, he took a nub in his mouth, laving it with his tongue, as his fingers skilfully caressed your other nipple, leaving you breathless. Your fingers moved to his pants, trying to undo his belt buckle but failing. He stopped his ministrations, turning you around to face the counter. Undoing your jeans and pulling them down along with your underwear, he dipped his fingers into the bowl of sweetened condensed milk, trailing them down your back. You moaned, unable to stay silent any longer. The asshole knew that your back was one of your most sensitive parts and drove you wild. Leaning down, he licked the condensed milk, softly biting down on the flesh after every caress of his tongue. You keened, moving your hips against his clothed crotch, his arousal very evident. Moving his fingers lower, he slipped a finger into your weeping channel, a muffled groan escaping his mouth as your walls tightened around his finger. He fucked you with his fingers, all the while thrusting himself against you for relief. Breaking apart, you pulled away his hand as you reached behind and undid his pants with urgency, pulling down the offending item in a great hurry.

Letting out a throaty chuckle, Jake pushed you down onto the counter roughly, your ass in the air, bare for him to marvel and appreciate. With a low growl, he took himself in his hand and pumped himself before grinding along your slit, gathering the moisture. With a grunt, he plunged into you, burying himself inside you to the hilt.  You wailed as you felt him enter, the burn a welcome feeling. He pulled out for a bit and thrust again, letting you absorb the feeling of fullness. Your soft moan turned him on following which, he let himself go. He began fucking you, really fucking you, with abandon. Your nipples pebbled against the cold counter, in contrast to the heat that was spreading within you, emanating from your core. 

Pulling your arm, Jake doubled his speed by using your appendage as traction, his thighs squeezing yours, causing your walls to grasp him even tighter. He groaned, rasping, “Wanted to fuck you on your table since yesterday, princess. Seeing you bend around and lick ​chocolate from those delectable fingers got me so fuckin’ hard, gorgeous.” Thrusting harder, he elicited a whimper from you as he pulled you upright, whispering in your ear, ordering you to come for him.

And with that, you were a goner. You came so hard, you saw stars burst behind your eyelids as you screamed his name for the world to hear. He shouted a few moments later, his release coating your walls, every last drop inside you. You both fell forward, knocking down the bowl. Jake raised his head after a few moments, dropping a kiss on your shoulder, “This crème brulèe was wayyyy better than Julian’s, but I’d like to check if you’ve thoroughly understood the method.”, pulling you to the floor for your next lesson.

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[spacedlexi]

ok but I would play the fuck out of a farming sim in your style filled with butches

if i knew anything about coding it would be So over instead im just sitting in a massive pile of all of my designs. which i will take this opportunity to share i guess :) i have designed pretty much every building and am currently working on interiors

only a handful of the townies have been designed and the rest are just vague concepts but as a bisexual gendie neuch girlie i really wanted to make a cast that has something for Everyone so im taking my time with them. this is my "perpetually on the backburner" project i go to when im feeling lost creatively

[lpsotd]

Best LPS Horses Tournament 🐴 Round 1 Side B

Horse #1142 vs. Horse #1616

[pjo-hoo-toa-freakazoid]

:0

:D!!!

Que lindo 🥺💕

[good-vs-evo]

Happy Halloween!! 🎃

Haven't been here much but forgot to ask...how do you feel after blink gone? 🙃

HIIII happy halloween to u too! currently in full lu guang cos lolol >:3

oh god don’t talk abt it /j I TOOK SO MUCH EMOTIONAL DAMAGE… i will never recover (jk i rewatched it four more times and died)

IT WAS SUCH AN INTERESTING ENDING? i half thought till would die but mostly just praying he wouldn’t and YET here i am. i miss him

WHAT DID U THINK?? also i hope ur halloween is going well <3 boops 4 u!

[mjfass]

Honestly, if they want the freaking ratings that bad just let Tony go out there with a mic and say something to the Twitter haters. Dude is funny and awkward, what could go wrong?

[dearestagonya]

"From a scientific stand point, multiple Seto Kaiba's should not be allowed to co-exist in the same universe. And yet, they're all here, running amuck like little gremlins."

[the-hydra-sys]

Hi! How’re you? We’ve been in your system discord for a while but have been way too scared to talk in it😭. We’re trying to be more active on both discord & tumblr tho. We know you have tons of asks built up so absolutely take your time we just wanted to check in. Hope you’re doing well -👻

Hi guys! Honestly fair enough.. we aren't very active in it anyway 😭

We do have a lot of asks but our hydra asks are a lot more casual than our blog asks so it's chill ✨

But how're you guys doing?

[siiinfully]

"I've heard someone has been a bad girl~" Zephyr cooed as he walked up behind Lexi. Wrapping one of his strong arms about the waist of the gorgeous woman. "Would there happen to be any truth to that?~" from @freeusemuses

"Mmmm...depends on your definition of 'bad'," she murmured, stroking his wrist and up his arm before leaning back against him. "But for you, I can always misbehave."

[spacedlexi]

clem has worn similar clothes to vi in the past honestly their styles are pretty similar but like.. 2 inches to the left of each other. i think vi is more androgynous with it and likes to hide under her clothes while clem doesnt wear anything Too baggy the way vi does. so i think they can both pull it off but theyre gonna be mildly uncomfortable about it

[ladamedemartel]

*mariah carey voice* it's TIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMEEEEEE

[feardclight]

i have come to think of you as a sensible person, but there is something quite unsavory about all this. ( for Trenton or Daisy from V ? )

what moves the dead // accepting // @afraidofchange

   “I don't know that anyone can get to this level of success and remain sensible, Vasquez."

Which was true - Both in his personal circle and in his professional life, there was not really a single sensible soul. Then again, Treton himself would admit that his own perception and reality was far from the typical for the rest of the folks in this continent. Night City itself, the little that Trent was exposed to it, felt like a whole different planet. Exciting, dangerous and full of gold, figuratively speaking, ripe for the reaping. They were entering a new age of discoveries, Trent could feel it more than he could describe it.

   “Then again, seems Night City. Well, it seems that it has its own definition of the word." he looks, dramatically, around the room. It was kept sharply clean; surgically so. It was already in tune with the rest of Arasaka, this bright white, smooth concrete and HAL 9000 vibe. Trent liked it, it fit him the same way that his suits did. The cuts were often outdated, but the materials and details were firmly in the present.

Maxima called it an "aberration of nature"; and Trent took it as a sign of pride. Few people could provoke such a reaction in Maxima and still share a bed with her . He smiles openly, pearly white teeth reflecting in the grey and white surfaces. The lights in his office were turned all the way up, in a blue tone.

   “Unsavory is the part written between the lines on the contract." another truth, though he wasn't surprised to see this. How many more had shared, in one way or another, the same sentiment to him? Not very smart, not many did given his own position within the company. His reputation as an eccentric helped, people tended to feel at ease when standing next to the weirdest man in Arasaka Tower "I'd suggest not causing too many waves, do your job and I'm sure you'll be fine."

For another person, this was likely the best advice. However, for Vasquez in particular it was a lie. His face kept the same tranquillity as before; nonchalant was likely the better word. Jenkins was a fuck head and Arasaka would be better for not having him around, especially since he knew that Abernathy was well aware of what he'd ordered his hireling to do.

Truthfully, he didn't care much about Arasaka and whether it'd be better off or not. The way Trent saw it: the fewer players around trying to climb the ladder the better. Kept him on his toes and kept the tower clean.

A few minutes after Vasquez left, the voice at the other end of the call that he had paused to allow Vasquez to enter his office pipped up again. Trent had almost forgotten up until the point where the velvet British accent spoke up.

   “Why lie, Trent?"

Shrugging, Trent keeps smiling turning on his chair to face the large screens and monitoring the Blackwall. OId habits died hard, especially when they came so naturally. Attached to each of the section a few notes had been added. Patterns; it was impossible fully map out it all, but it was interesting that they were capable to identify some AIs from their signatures, brief glimpses before disappearing again.

Oh it was only a matter of time.

   "This place is as much for the rats as the cats. If another cat is out of the house? Well, more rats for me, hm?"

[ask-earthbender-arthur]

I miss this too!!

[thefudge]

Did you watch Euphoria? because I have a felling you would like jules/nate relationship. many people hate it because nate is abusive and insane and jules is a sweetheart, but she's not an angel either. anyway their dynamic is very interesting

i've watched bits and pieces of season 1 and a bit more of season 2 (because of lexi! i was curious what they'd do with her....i was...ehh kind of disappointed), and i do find jules/nate pretty interesting, but i think they kind of squandered a lot of what was interesting about them in season 2. season 1 jules/nate had a really chilling yet oddly sweet appeal, but then...it kind of goes nowhere, much like all of season 2

soo, this is where i reveal that ummm i've actually been writing a very weird dead-dove-ish nate/lexi fic all along lol, you can find it under this alt ao3 account (where i've also written quite a few lexi/fezco fics if you're into that, because i really liked the 2 scenes they were allowed to have, but anyway!). i'm mentioning the nate/lexi fic because it shares some broad strokes with nate/jules and also because i do like exploring nate's fucked-up mind. anyway, hope me sharing this doesn't bite me in the ass, but i have been meaning to share some of my secret euphoria fics lol

[secrettyrant]

closed starter, margo's car somewhere in canada tate and lexi @dxrkenedheights

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"It's been a while." Tate drawls, his words weaving through the air like wisps of smoke from a spent joint. It's been years since he had one, but he swears he still smells of the stuff. His eyes fix to the gas station, watching the flicker of movement from the others moving through it. His gaze darts next to the rearview mirror, half-expecting the flashing lights of authority to shatter the tranquility of the moment. It's just a deserted road, a nothingness. But he could swear he sensed something. His hand moves to rest against the steering reel, a subtle tremor twitching his fingers. Not from fear or anxiety but a greed. His whole body tired because of how greedy the feeling is that burns his veins. Even when he's quiet, even when he's calm, his heart always feels like it was made to be prey. "They must've found something good." he mutters, his voice a lazy murmur tinged with the edge of apprehension. With a languid movement his hand drops to the shift so he can start the engine and ease the car closer to the gas station. "Think they said to stay here because we fuck everything up?" now he can look at Lexi in the passenger seat, and finally a grin moves over Tate's lips. Tired, calmly confident which always contradicts him. But his laugh emits just as a sigh, his hand knocking to Lexi's leg as he predicts his joke to not land without turbulence. "Was kiddin', Lex. Lookout is important too."