#mwAH

[wingedfoolnearthesun]

kisses your forehead <3

@kafkaspriesthood @angieisreading (you deserve your own tag fr) @skarlitt @thechildofhypnos @thediceandtarot @runeoftheunderworld

positivity train!

if you see this or are tagged in it, tag a couple of your favorite mutuals/blogs and let them know you appreciate seeing them on your dash!

@h0neysugarfree @blueberrylovv @bequiteanddriveeeeeee @cherri-bomb-bomb @eg0mechan1c @fatrexicisback

[thomeytasha]

sorta rushed but cuties eh eh eh

[scrollonso]

hi no one loves isack as much as i do

[sacratos]

I'm going to reblog off this one because it was the most recent but ty both Carly and Kate for tagging me in this it means a lot to me <3

@runawaybay @whumpasaurus101 @whatwasmyprevioususername @whumpyourdamnpears @angst-after-dark @flowersarefreetherapy @deadwrites you guys have always been my friends and made me feel like I can randomly message/annoy you and I love you all so much!!

@whumperofworlds @whumpr @sunshiline-writes @demondamage @sunnynwanda @deluxewhump @defectivehero I love seeing you guys pop up on my feed and reading all the chapters/snippets/word vomit you post!!

@whumblr @whump-tr0pes @painsandconfusion for creating amazing characters and stories that I keep rereading and coming back to!!

@oddeathe @tildeathiwillwrite two new moots I haven't really spoken to all that much. I love seeing you both in my notifs and seeing you pop up on my feed!

@the-modern-typewriter for creating your hero x villain works that made me find this community on tumblr!!

And finally, because if I'm anything it's a sentimental old fool, to all my friends I have made over the years who I don't speak to anymore for whatever reasons. I hope you're doing well and I hope this coming year treats you better than the last. You all (yes this includes you tagged lot too) deserve the absolute world <3

Saw someone do this. Thought it would be fun!

End of year important people list (whump community edition!)

Reblog and tag all of your favorite whump creators, friends in the whump community, anyone in the whump community really, and let them know how much you care about them!

[nekrosmos]

Young Price and Nikolai who used to kiss late at night, when everyone was asleep, either behind the barracks, in the showers, at camp, wherever they could get a few minutes of intimacy.

It had started as just drunken gestures of affection, lips pressing against lips, taking in the taste of the other, hands wandering where they shouldn't, until one of them would pull away and apologize, face flushed with both shame and desire.

But they continued, even without the excuse of having a few drinks in them. John would leave to go smoke and Nik would follow.

There, in the quiet secrecy of the night, John would let his guard down, let Nik in, let him grab the cigarette between his lips and replace it with his lips, selfish and drunk on Price's taste. It would last until both of them were left breathless, craving so much more, Nik letting a hand wander to John's waist, but John pulling away, blue eyes unable to look at Nik. They would go back to their quarters, silent, never speaking of what just happened, but Nikolai's eyes never leaving the shape of John under the blankets of his own bed.

Nik would ask John, sometimes, why he always ran away, and John would tell him those moments they shared meant nothing, that it was just a result of him missing home and being weak and that it wasn't right. He was lying, of course, but Nik's heart would break a little each time anyway.

And then it would happen again, sharing a kiss, even going further a few times, John leaving as soon as they were done because he couldn't look the Russian in the eyes, couldn't bare to be near him and allow himself to feel what he was feeling, because if he did, then what did it mean for him? No, this was too complicated, and it was better to just ignore it and push Nik away for a time.

Nikolai had always been a patient man. Taming someone like John Price would take time, but he was ready to commit, because the way John's eyes looked at him when they shared an intimate moment, the longing and pleading and desiring, so deep-rooted but hidden behind an armor of pride and machismo, well that was worth waiting for.

[machveil]

going to bed at a reasonable time!!

[llovely]

here's a fake interview about my me & my girlfriend that i transcribed from my head. enjoy!

[surielstea]

Thank you for the tag @mika-no-sekai-blog!! Saw someone else do this and was hoping l'd be tagged so l'd have an excuse to participate 😏

I have so many unfinished drafts from random thoughts I have, but the ones I plan on finishing include:

Breaking point (Bat Boys)

Resorting to poetry (Azriel)

Dancing with fate II (Nyx)

No pressure tags: @dee-writes-angst @lexluvswriting @pit-and-the-pen

Thanks for the tag @olenvasynyt and @sapphiresandgold

WIP FOLDER GAME:

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Tag as many people as you have wips. People send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Lots of abandoned drafts but I'll focus on the ones I'm working on-ish:

Torpe

Wolf's Den

RomanceWeek Favorite Trope

No pressure tags!

@bonecarversbestie @sad-scarred-sassy @clarafae @sadiegirl2021 @sunshinebingo

[skysmadness]

i love co-leaders klance

(og post)

[sleepyseaslug]

[notherpuppet]

Scenario inspired by this tweet

[gothghostiie]

ty for tagging me mach!!!

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl I chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop and alternative I freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks I mountains or fields I thunder or lightning I Egyptian mythology or greek mythology I ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre I opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees I macarons or eclairs I typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library I rooftop or balcony I spicy or mild | opera or ballet | london or paris I vincent van gogh or claude monet | denim or leather I potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens I masquerade ball and cocktail party

no pressure tags: @hellshire-harlot @readingwhileonthetrain and anyone who wants to hop on <3

thanks for the tag @pathetic-girlwoman :3

i cheated a little and chose both sometimes and neither on others ahdjahsjs

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl I chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop and alternative I freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks I mountains or fields I thunder or lightning I egyptian mythology or greek mythology I ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre I opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees I macarons or eclairs I typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library I rooftop or balcony I spicy or mild | opera or ballet | london or paris I vincent van gogh or claude monet | denim or leather I potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens I masquerade ball and cocktail party

npt: @w00lgathering @gloard @3amfanfiction @pricegouge @sewerwitchlove @buttdumplin @tempfrangit @prettycatboy @jackrabbitem

[ch-4-eri]

Massaging poor Abby’s tits after a hard day at the gym <3

“Baby…” abby whined softly, her hands digging into your side as she pulled you near. “Please massage me.” She adds, her tone desperate and affectionate.

You knew chest day was painful for her, and her tits needed attention, not the usual one, but attention nonetheless.

You couldn’t help but laugh, sliding into her lap, pulling up the shirt over her toned torso, cupping her tits with your palms and squeezed gently, earning a groan out of her. “Oh god..” she breathed, her hands covering her face as you massaged her tits some more, kneading the softness of her skin, watching her squirm and growl underneath her breath.

Her hands went to your hips and pulled you closer. “Are you feeling better?” You ask, giving her breasts another squeeze. “Yeah so much better.” She whispered, tilting her head backwards, eyes closed and breathing softly, your heart softened as your lips were placed on her bicep, giving it a tiny kiss, making her twitch, she was hypersensitive to your touch and it’s even worse when she’s all sore and tired from working out, becoming a whiny baby.

“Baby…” Abby groaned again, grabbing a fistful of your hair gently. “Don’t fucking tease me..” she mumbled, pulling you by the back of your neck and kisses your cheek softly, patting your hip to get off her.

“Alright alright.” You finally gave in and climbed off her after giving her sore boob a kiss, sliding the shirt down her body.

[morinthou]

a lil' pick me up

[triona-tribblescore]

Liked this little warm-up doodle, drawing him peeved is kinda fun 😔✨(this was on his 15 min break)

[kruegerspillow]

taking care of sick, stubborn simon riley is not an easy task...

you knew something was wrong after he'd arrived home from a deployment

his sneezing and coughing had grown prominent, his body temperature was scorching hot, he felt more exhausted than usual and he did not let you get too close to him

you've asked him if the ac was too cold or if he's feeling unwell

unfortunately, he denies every assumption you make

"love, 'm not sick, trust me. it's just the weather today..."

"christ, 'm not that warm, dunno what you're talkin' about."

"i'm jus' fuckin' knackered today."

"your side's too cold, 'm just... gonna be sleeping 'ere, alright sweet'eart?"

but you're not buying it.

the next morning, you crawled over to his side of the bed before placing the back of your hand on his forehead, pulling away with a hiss at the very much expected heat

so, you decided that you're going to take care of him

he refuses.

buuuut, he realized that it was in fact an order and not a question. there's no choice for him.

unwillingly, he lets you take care of him... and he eventually gives in.

you checked his temperature, gave him his meds and even gave those fever gel pads to him

you basically helped him from dawn to dusk, not letting him move a single muscle because he needs a damn break.

he's hungry? oh, you got it. some warm soup and a cup of tea.

he's cold? don't worry, you got the blankets ready.

he needs to shower? oh no, he's definitely not showering alone.

he'd never felt this vulnerable before, yet, with you? he enjoyed every second of it

once it was time for the both of you to sleep, he'll hesitate sleeping so close to you, out of fear that you're gonna get sick too

"i don't mind sleepin' on the couch, y'know tha'?"

you couldn't care less, though

eventually, he pushed his stubbornness aside and lets you hold him.

your chest pressed against his back, legs wrapped around his waist while his heartbeat synchronized with yours. simon riley wouldn't want to be anywhere else.

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