#literally what am i doing with my life

[youdrewstarsxaroundmyscars]

PRONGSFOOT SMUT DRABBLE

tags ig: making out, mlm, smut, frottage, coming in pants, hickies, biting, thigh riding, um pet names but the good ones (love/sweetheart), james/sirius, marking, possessiveness (it feels both very obvious and very subtle), slight dom/sub but only a little bit i feel, very self indulgent on the foreplay, choking, dialogue heavy i suppose

This was literally purely self indulgent (i'm a whore for this type of shit don't judge me)/a dare from my other half so...enjoy?

also my first time writing anything like this so don't tell me if it sucks i'll cry (lie if you have to)

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It was all just a bit of fun really.

Or, well, that's how it started anyway.

"You ever kiss a bloke James?" Sirius had asked, second beer bottle in hand as he sat back on the sofa, legs spread wide–the picture of nonchalance.

"No I suppose I haven't. Just girls," James had replied, sitting crosslegged on the sofa with his back resting against the opposite arm, also on his second beer.

Sirius wished he knew how to think before speaking. Maybe the combined forces of his years long crush on James and the alcohol induced confidence is the reason he didn't keep his mouth shut.

"Would you like to?"

There was silence.

"Yes."

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It started off innocent enough, Sirius had moved closer to the center of the couch, James doing the same.

"So, what do I do? Do I jus–" James questioned, looking at him with poorly concealed excitement and slight nervousness. Sirius shushes him, smiling reassuringly before leaning in until their lips were a few inches apart.

"Just close your eyes," He whispers, his breath softly fanning James' face. Only once his eyes have fully slipped closed does Sirius carefully close the gap between them, softly pressing their lips together.

It was only a quick press of lips, but Sirius' breath still caught in his throat at the feel of his best mate's lips on his. They pull away, Sirius slowly opening his eyes to meet the slightly blissed out expression on James' face. Seemingly remembering himself, James' eyes flutter open, mouth parted slightly in awe.

"Can I uh-" James licks his lips, dragging Sirius' gaze down to the movement, "Can I do that again?" he breathes, eyes almost slipping closed at the thought.

"Yes please," Sirius replies, breathy. James surges forward to connect their lips again, Sirius catching himself on his hands as the force pushes him back a bit.

James kisses him with vigor, and he finds himself melting into it. A soft moan escapes his throat, encouraging James, who pulls Sirius in by the waist until he was kneeling on the couch, towering above James.

Now with free hands, Sirius brings them up to cup either side of James' face, his glasses pressing into his cheek from the angle. James' arms wrap tighter around his waist as he tilts his head to the left a bit and–

Fuck.

Sirius moans at the change in angle, and James lightly drags his tongue across his bottom lip. Sirius opens up easily and the taste of James floods his every sense.

Their tongues meet and James has to stop himself from letting out a whimper at the sensation. Fuck he wants to devour this man. He brings his hands up to cup Sirius' face before dragging his fingertips lightly down the sides of his throat. Sirius grabs his waist, pulling on the bottom of his shirt, cold hands finding purchase on his warm skin. James shivers at the contrast.

"Can I try something else?" James asks, mouth ghosting over his best mates. Sirius nods once and James lets out a quiet "tsk" in disapproval.

"Words love," Sirius' rolls his eyes as he lets out a soft "yes" in response. James smiles then tilts his head, leaving feather light kisses across his jawline. He grips Sirius' chin in his right hand as he makes his way down the right side of his neck.

Sirius' breath hitches as James reaches a particularly sensitive spot, his eyes falling closed. James grins to himself and closes his mouth around the spot, sucking harshly. He quickly pulls off.

"Fuck-wait-I don't wanna leave a mark you have work tomorrow," James looks at him, concerned.

"I couldn't give less of a shit. Leave as many as you want," a light kiss on James' lips, "please," Sirius moans. James stares, an unreadable expression on his face. Sirius looks at him, brows furrowed.

"What's wr–"

"You're into that aren't you?" James asks, his hand slipping from Sirius' chin to find purchase in his hair. James almost melts at the softness of his long, dark curls. Sirius raises an eyebrow.

"Into what?" James tightens his hand in his hair, pulling just slightly, not missing the way Sirius' breath catches as he tries to maintain eye contact.

"Don't be a brat, you know what I mean." James leans in closer, breath ghosting along Sirius' face, "Being all marked up for everyone to see, showing the world you belong to someone else? You like being owned by someone?" James whispers, giving another light tug to Sirius' hair, who's eyes finally roll back as he whimpers.

"Fuck–I, yes. Yes," Sirius stutters out. James groans, tilting his head back down to the pale boys throat, biting harshly at the junction between his neck and shoulder.

Sirius moans, hands tightening on James' waist, nails digging in to the soft flesh of his sides. James hopes they leave marks.

"Fuck James," James scrapes his teeth across the sensitive area, biting and sucking anywhere his mouth could reach. He felt his blood rush south as his cock twitched in his pants at the sounds Sirius would make every time he bit down. Who knew it felt this good to just give?

Sirius tugs on his hair, making him moan as his grip tightens around Sirius, not wanted to stop.

"James, let me-please" he gasps, tugging on James' hair again. James groans in disappointment as he pulls his mouth away from Sirius' throat.

"James?" James can't pull his eyes away from the absolute mess that is Sirius' throat. Adding the utter debauched look in his best mates' eyes to the rapidly blossoming hickies on his neck, ranging from a light pink to a deep purple (even some with prominent bite marks), he could fucking come right then and there just from looking at him.

"God look at you," James groans, dragging is fingertips over Sirius' throat, pupils blown wide, "i've wanted to decorate this pretty throat of yours for months," Sirius whimpers at his confession, his hand tightening in his hair as he bites his bottom lip to muffle his sounds. James presses his thumb on the edge of his lip, pulling down until Sirius lets go. He surges forward, catching James in another bruising kiss.

James brings his arms tight around Sirius' waist and pulls, dragging Sirius into his lap. Sirius goes willingly, planting his knees on either side of James' thighs. James pulls him closer, gripping tightly by the hips, and the two boys moan loudly as their clothed cocks brush together. Sirius brings his hands up to either side of James' face and pulls away, smirking.

"My turn."

James doesn't get a chance to properly react before Sirius tilts his head and descends upon his throat, returning the favor. Sirius is slow, taking his time making sure every part of James' neck is kissed and bit and sucked. James tilts his head back, letting it rest on the back of the sofa as Sirius continues his assault on the front of his throat. When he reaches a particular spot right above his collarbone James lets out a high pitched whimper, bucking his hips, grip tightening on Sirius who moans in response, sucking harder.

James lets go of Sirius' hips, hopefully covered in finger-shaped bruises, and he rucks up Sirius' shirt just enough for him to get his hands on his bare back. He splays his fingers out as far as they can go, wanting to cover as much of his canvas as possible as he slides his hands up.

He drags his nails down the expanse of Sirius' back as hard as he can. Sirius unlatches from James' neck, throwing his head back as he keens loudly, gripping the back of the sofa hard enough his knuckles turn white, and grinds down hard into James' lap.

"Fuck," James groans, eyes fluttering shut.

He leaves one hand splayed on Sirius' lower back while the other snakes into his hair once more, pulling him down into another kiss of tongue and teeth.

"Oh fuck James," Sirius breathes, hips grinding down to meet James' but hands back on his hips stop him from getting far. Sirius whines in disappointment and James bites his neck in a slight reprimand before moving his lips down to the joint between Sirius' neck and shoulder, sucking harshly. James drags his teeth up the side of his neck, grazing his earlobe just so.

"Say my name again," James whispers, breath tickling Sirius' ear.

"Beg," Sirius grunts in response, grinding down. James stops any and all movement, chuckling harshly.

"You're in no position to make demands sweetheart," He mocks, holding Sirius' hips off his lap.

Sirius groans desperately, rocking his hips but James is holding him an inch or so above his lap. Sirius' eyes roll back at knowing James is strong enough to hold him up without effort. His mind wanders to what other manhandling he could do. Sirius is broken out of his thoughts by another harsh bite on his shoulder.

"James," he moans loudly. James drops him back into his lap, guiding Sirius' hips to grind ever so slowly against his own, "James,"

"Good job sweetheart," James moans bringing their lips together. Sirius licks at his bottom lip and James opens up eagerly.

"James," Sirius chokes as James thrusts up particularly hard.

"Tell me," James whispers, dragging his lips across the shell of Sirius' ear, "tell me what you want,"

"I want," Sirius breathes, eyes fluttering as James trails his lips down the expanse of his neck, leaving a feather light kiss on a rather large hickey on the middle of his throat, "oh god,"

"Mm try again love," James teases, pulling him closer so they're chest to chest. He could feel Sirius' heart beating erratically. No doubt his own would feel the same.

Sirius untangled his hands from James' hair bringing them up to rest on James' cheeks. He leaned down resting his forehead on James', their breaths intertwining between them.

He grinds down into James' lap uttering a quiet "please" but James quickly moves his hands to Sirius' hips, stopping him.

"What did I say?"

"I wanna ride you," Sirius pleads, desperately attempting to rock his hips again, but James' grip held strong. Fuck, they're definitely exploring that later, Sirius thinks.

"My cock or my thigh love," James questions, tilting his head up to capture Sirius' lips in a short kiss. Sirius groans.

"Oh god. Thigh," Sirius gasps, stealing another kiss, "please, I don't think I could make it to your cock,"

"Good boy," Sirius shudders at the praise. James groans, shifting Sirius so he was straddling one thigh, his knee resting against James cock. His eyes nearly roll back as he moans at the pressure.

"You like that sweetheart? Like being called my good boy?" Sirius moans loudly, burying his face into James' neck, arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders as he moves his hips.

"Fuck that's it love," James groans, dragging out his words between breaths as Sirius' knee ruts against his cock, "Wanna see you get off on my thigh."

Sirius throws his head back, eyes fluttering shut at the sensations filling his body. James hands grip his thighs, throwing his own head back as he gets closer and closer to the edge.

"Oh god-fuck-please!" Sirius cries out, grinding faster and faster. James brings one if his hands up to hold Sirius' throat, not squeezing, just resting there. Sirius stutters in his movement, whining as he moves his hand onto James' resting on his throat.

"Please," Sirius moans, squeezing James' hang on his throat. James groans at the sight.

"Say my name," James grunts. Sirius' squeezes tighter on the hand holding his throat but James remains still.

"James please," he begs, "James, James, Ja-" He stutters out a moan as his mouth drops open, James hand tightening on his throat. The pressure on his already thoroughly bruised neck makes him whimper. He grinds down with renewed fervor, thighs shaking as he gets closer to coming undone.

"C'mon love, be a good boy and come for me," James says, thrusting upwards into the delicious friction Sirius' knee provides.

Two thrusts later and Sirius comes with a long moan, eyes rolling back as his vision whites out. James lets go of his throat and holds onto his hips, working him through the aftershocks.

"Fuck sweetheart what a sight you are," James groans, pressing a quick kiss to Sirius' forehead, "that's gotta be one of the hottest things I've ever witnessed," he rubs a comforting hand up and down Sirius' thigh. Sirius laughs lightly before noticing the still hard cock straining against his knee.

"You're still hard," He notes.

He reached down, pressing his palm against James' dick, but keeps it still. James hisses through his teeth.

"Fuck, Sirius I'm so fucking close," James stutters out, head thrown back against the sofa. Sirius hums, turning his head to kiss along James' neck as he starts slowly dragging his palm across his cock. Sirius can feel how big he is even without the added fabric and the thought of that inside him makes his cock give a pathetic twitch. He moves his palm faster.

"C'mon baby, now it's your turn to come for me," Sirius whispers in his ear before pulling him down into a harsh kiss. James thrusts into his palm a few more times before he's breaking the kiss with a groan, hips stuttering as he comes. Sirius continues to palm him softly, working him through the aftershocks as James comes down from his high.

"Fuck."

"Agreed."

James laughs, bringing an arm around Sirius' back as he kisses him lightly. Sirius sighs into the kiss, wrapping his arms back around James' neck.

"For an amateur you sure knew what you were doing," Sirius says playfully. James chuckles lightly.

"I said I'd never kissed a bloke, not that I didn't know what I was doing," he retorts.

"Evidently," Sirius smiles. He goes to shift and then grimaces. "Think we need a shower after that I reckon," James smirks up at him, quirking a brow.

"Round two?"

They rush to the bathroom.

[just-achillean-thoughts]

afab? amab? no, im a shiny pokemon at birth

[morningtime]

just finished Babel. I am broken.

[giantkillerjack]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

[xboringmutant]

I need a t-shirt that says "I didn't think I'd make it this far. Now I feel stupid."

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Sublime Equine.

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[buppkizz]

a very small engiespy moment...

[uncanny-tranny]

I think it would really benefit people to internalize that mental illnesses are often chronic and not acute. Some of us will never be able to jump the hurdle of managing illness, much less sustaining a sense of normalcy. Many of us will never "recover," will never manage symptoms, will never even come close to appearing normal - and this is for any condition, even the ones labeled as "simple" disorders or "easy-to-manage" disorders.

It isn't a failure if you cannot manage your symptoms. It isn't a moral failure, and you aren't an awful person. You are human. There's only so much you can do before recognizing that you cannot lift the world. Give yourself the space to be ill because, functionally, you are.

[digital-cyclone]

OH MY GOD I literally haven’t posted in months !!!

I’m gonna be honest I’ve left the WoF and warriors fandoms, so for a while I had no motivation to draw but recently I made a flight rising acc so I’m back!

Anyways this is Ruby. I really wanna write lore for my clan but I have no idea where to start so lmk if you guys have any tips 🙏

[housecow]

Girl please stop romanticizing obesity, it will literally kill you eventually (and I know it’s not the first time someone says it to you). Like are you even ok? Romanticizing being immobile & being humiliated on the street? Why would you even aspire to this? For some attention of questionable men on this app? Girl they don’t deserve you. This message comes from a place of concern, it is not intended as an insult. You said you want a career in the future, maybe focus on that, I’m not sure how possible it is do all that while being immobile or having whatever condition.

omfg 😭 i apologize for writing little stories to get myself off, i guess?? lmfao. i have a fetish. i state clearly in my bio that this is what to expect. sorry im horny posting anonymously on tumblr.com ???? stop being weird when u don’t even belong in these spaces

[jazzkrebber]

netflix I'm in your walls

[silusvesuius]

nnnnnnnnnnnnno maa'am

[carpetbug]

darling duusu my beloved

[yugiohz]

i've been there (and still am sometimes) so i'm saying this out of love, but i feel like once you've reached your late 20s, you HAVE to come to the realization that you have to actively strive to make yourself happy / your life livable! i know it's extremely difficult to deal with the disillusion + depression + isolation combination that befalls a lot of people in their 20s, but you have to actively fight to maintain and expand your comfort zone so you don't sinkeven deeper, because all those corny quotes are right, no one's gonna come and save you, not your mommy not your partner not your baby not your blorbo, this is an internal process that you have to go through, because if you don't you will rot in your comfort zone and rn life rlly rlly rlly doesn't have enough to offer tomost of us that we should or could be okay with that kind of mundane life

[princeofcyberpunk]

hi motorcity fandom is this anything

i was not expecting the cartoon about teens with cars to genuinely change how i view the world

[kveom]

booseoksoon in 2023

thank you for saving my kpop booseoksoon <;3 i'd been drifting away from kpop for a bit but then booseoksoon happened and look at me now. changed my whole year literally don't know who i'd be if it wasn't for booseoksoon comeback. thank you for providing amazing music, even better performances and just entertainment all around. kings of fun, kings of energy, kings of adlibs, kings of performance please come back next year 😫 cr: x