#my brain has been mean this past week

[hippolotamus]

Fuck it Friday/Last Line tag ☀️

Uhh, hi 😶 stepping out from my hidey hole to share 2 things today.

Tagged by @tizniz @dangerpronebuddie @spotsandsocks @diazheartsbuckley @bi-buckrights for last line tag and @actuallyitsellie @diazsdimples for FiF. (Tagging y’all back for whatever you haven’t done yet) Thank you loves and to everyone who’s tagged me recently for stuff (it all looks amazing 💖 and I promise I’ll acknowledge it soon!)

First up, a lil snippet from my weather & time WIP

He’s so warm. From the nearby stage lights, the lingering effects of their shared plate of chicken wings, the combined body heat in the packed venue. Warm and loose, everything around him a bit fuzzy at the edges.

…

Eddie and Shannon. Shannon and Eddie. Evan can’t seem to stop staring at them both. The pink flush high on her cheeks. His soft hair and sharp jaw. How her mouth effortlessly [settles] into a near permanent smirk. How his eyes suddenly find somewhere new to focus when he realizes he’s been caught staring at Evan.

Beyond their individual traits, he finds them complementary. They’re enticing enough on their own, but together they become an elevated art form. Like Rodin’s Eternal Springtime or a Beethoven duet he heard once, composed for french horn and cello.

2nd a sneak peek of a (mostly) secret BuckTommy thing I’m working on

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[stefisdoingthings]

ark aftermath

[untimelyambition]

having a strong hyperfixation on dan and phil in the year 2025 is so interesting bc my brain is having the normal hyperfix urge to learn as much as i can abt them and gather new information and i have to sit down and be like girl youve been here basically ten years at this point you know everything theres not anything new for you to learn

[littlespoonevan]

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[hot-topic-rat]

i am so tired of having dreams about my family🥲

[musical-chick-13]

I'm going to try and write this afternoon before I have to disappear to go to D&D, so if anyone wants to loan me some spare braincells, I would really appreciate it, lmao.

[non-un-topo]

At the crossroads between wondering if it's worth it to basically completely rewrite all my WIPs or just take a break from writing for the rest of the summer

[hellfireeddiemunson]

i have bad melted soup brain today and i hate it

[skellseerwriting]

:0

- 🍙 anon

:>

[lifenconcepts]

Why do u say u want asks & interaction but then u never reply to them 👉👈🥺

/half-jk

because I stare at them while my brain casually shuts off and have answers slowly built up in drafts, then suddenly overcome with this realisation I’m awful at being human, then retry and then just leave it to rot in drafts because ‘technically’ it’s answered 😿 I’m sorry

[nilla03]

𝑪𝑳𝑶𝑼𝑫 𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝘍𝘛: 𝑺𝑨𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑼♡

☪︎—age gap, mean teasing satoru, dumbification, overstimulation, possessiveness, creampie, he’s too good at sex, established relationship

"sex with older! Satoru can't be too bad right..?"

“You’re so pretty when you cry,” Satoru murmurs, palm flat against the arch of your back as he pushes in again, slow and deep like he’s trying to ruin you.

You whimper into the pillow, drooling into his sheets with your lashes soaked, mascara smeared all under your eyes. You don’t even care anymore, because all you can feel is him.

He’s big—too big. Always has been. The kind of stretch that makes you see stars when he first slides in, the kind of pleasure that’s way past your limit ten minutes in. But he doesn’t let up. He likes seeing how far you can take it, how stupid and ruined and pliant he can get you.

“‘Toru!" you cry again

“Aww. Can’t even talk right now, baby?” His voice is smooth and a little cruel, and he reaches around to grab your throat, not hard—just enough to make your little brain stutter. “What happened to all that attitude you had earlier, hm?”

You blink, dumb and empty, drool sliding from your mouth when he pulls you up just a little by your neck, whispering right into your ear.

“God, you’re so cute like this. So fucked-out already and I’m not even close to done.” His hips snap hard and you squeal, whole body jolting forward.

Satoru loves this part. Not the way you take him—that’s a given, he knew from day one that no one could ever make you feel the way he does—but the way you fold. Act like a brat all week,always tease him about the gray in his hair or the way he groans when he sits too long… and yet here you are, crying into his mattress because he’s fucking you dumb.

“This is what happens,” he pants, hand fisting in your hair now, pulling your head back so he can see your face in the mirror. “When you act like you don’t know what this dick does to you.”

Your eyes roll. He knows how good he is at sex. The worst part is that he doesn’t even have to try—he’s confident, cocky, and has more experience than any guy your age could dream of. He knows exactly where to touch, how to angle his hips, when to slow down or speed up.

“You needed this, didn’t you?” Satoru breathes, and now his hand’s between your legs again, his fingers rubbing tight little circles over your clit. “Needed me to fuck the brat outta you.”

Your whole body seizes when he hits that spot again, that perfect spot that only he can reach, and you choke on your sob as you cum around him for what feels like the third—no, fourth time tonight. You’re not even sure anymore. Everything’s hazy, glossy, soaked in heat and tears and the loud slap of skin and his voice in your ear.

“That’s it, baby,” he growls, holding your hips so tight you know there’ll be bruises. “You love when I fuck you like this, don’t you?”

You nod, still crying, still moaning, still grinding helplessly into his cock because you don’t even know how to stop.

“You wanna be my dumb little girl forever, huh?”

You nod again, sob out something that sounds like “yes, yes, ‘toru, please,” and he snaps.

“Fuck—gonna fill you up,” he groans, burying himself deep, so deep, and your nails claw into the sheets as his cock twitches inside you. “Gonna fuck a baby into you, yeah? Show everyone what happens when you act like a slut around me.”

You scream. Genuinely scream. Because he’s so deep, so hot, so good, and he’s not even pulling out—he’s just holding you down, grinding his cum into you, whispering sweet, filthy things as you fall apart underneath him.

[jazzband22]

pondering my orb

[northgazaupdates]

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[sevsgiirl]

Sevika headcanons please? Romantic & sexual, when she has crush etc? Pretty pleaseeee?

— sevika being a lovesick puppy for you

synopsis: sevika doesn’t understand why she can’t seem to act normally around silco’s new hire. she’s never had a problem letting anybody know what she thinks about them, but you? you were different. and it was driving her insane.

note: my first req 🥹 so sorry if this was sloppy I did it last minute but I was just excited to write this for you. I hope you like it and thank you for sending this in!

𖥔 sevika wouldn’t consider herself a shy romantic. she isn’t the type to stutter when she sees a person she likes and she definitely has no problem walking up to people she finds attractive and asking them out. when she wants something, she goes for it.

𖥔 that’s why she was baffled when she met you. you were silco’s new hire and when he informed sevika about you saying you were his new informant and that you’d be joining her in missions, she didn’t think much of it.

𖥔 what she didn’t expect was her becoming so smitten by you that she avoided talking to you for the first couple of weeks. there was just something about you and the way you walked into a room and her eyes immediately gravitated towards you but she just couldn’t seem to muster the courage to introduce herself.

𖥔 you assumed she was either just guarded or that she didn’t like you. you tried not to take it personally but you had to admit it was torture because you found the older woman incredibly interesting and wanted to strike up a conversation with her.

𖥔 but it seems like whenever she sees you she refuses to acknowledge your presence. walking past you, answering your work related questions with either a hum or a nonchalant ‘yes’ or ‘no’

𖥔 what you didn’t know is that sevika was losing her mind because she’s never acted this way around anybody.

𖥔 perhaps it was your innocent and warm personality that made her hesitant to talk to you, because you were so different from her and everybody else that worked for silco. you didn’t seem like you fit here but you always got the job done when asked and that just flustered her even more.

𖥔 not to mention, you’re hot. so fucking hot especially when you’d walk around in those tight fitted shorts you always wore that showed off your legs and thighs that made her mouth go dry every single time.

𖥔 sometimes you’d do things by accident that would make her brain go haywire. whether it was leaning against the bar talking to thieram and you’d arch your back enough for your ass to poke out. how you’d fold your arms together and it’d cause your tits to be pushed together. how every time you’d talk to someone, you have this habit of tilting your head and biting your lower lip and she’d have to restrain yourself from biting her entire fist.

𖥔 don’t even get her started on the way you say her name, your voice all sultry and sweet “sevika? are you ready to go?” she always ends up giving you a nod because she knew if she responded verbally she’d be a spluttering mess.

𖥔 she didn’t want to come across as a bitch but she knew it was likely looking that way, but she just didn’t know how to act around you. it was frustrating.

𖥔 eventually though, you’ve had enough and asked her about it “sevika? can I have a word with you?”

𖥔 she was backed into a corner and she tried so hard not to sound like an idiot “what for?” she asked, hoping you didn’t notice the panic in her tone.

𖥔 you sighed, looking down on your feet “I just wanted to ask if we’re good? I’ve been working here for almost a month now and I know it’s probably not that serious but I just can’t let it slide how you talk to everyone here but me. if I did something wrong that made you dislike me please just-“

𖥔 “what? no!” she exclaimed which surprised you “I mean… fuck. I don’t hate you, princess. you’ve done nothing wrong and you’re…” basically fucking perfect is what she wanted to say, but she stopped herself “you’re good. you’re more than good but I just have a hard time with new hires, it doesn’t help that you’re younger.”

𖥔 “well, that’s silly. you know you can talk to me, I won’t bite.” the implications of your words made her gulp “how about you come to my place this saturday and I cook you lunch? please? I really want to get to know you.”

𖥔 trying to talk to you while there was so many people around was already a struggle, imagine being left alone with you “I don’t know, sweetheart.”

𖥔 “please?” and there it is again, that tone you always use that makes her fucking melt “I promise I’ll make it worth it.”

𖥔 the next thing sevika knew, it was saturday and she was in front of your door wondering whether or not her decision to come to your place was a great idea.

𖥔 truth be told, you had every right to feel hurt about sevika’s ambivalence towards you, but usually people would just let it slide because they were scared of her. you though?

𖥔 “sevika, hi!” you said as you greeted her at your door “I was wondering when you’d show.”

𖥔 she offered an awkward smile “yeah well, I didn’t want to leave you hanging.”

𖥔 what she came to realize as soon as she arrived however, both to her pleasure and horror, was that you were good company to have around. which she hated. it was enough that she was not only attracted to you physically but the fact she was smitten by your personality as well made her want to pull her hair out. you could talk for hours and she’d listen to every single word.

𖥔 “I’m really glad we cleared the air because I was scared that I did something wrong for you to ignore me,” you said with a sheepish smile as you ate lunch with her “for a moment, I thought I was being a show off which might’ve annoyed you…”

𖥔 sevika immediately shook her head “no, that’s not… don’t ever think that.” you blinked up at her, as if to coax her into saying what really was the reason why she avoided you like the plague.

𖥔 and she thought since she’s here and there’s no point in acting like a sappy teenager at her grown age, she might as well come clean “I just find you attractive is all, princess. you came in and you had this sparkle about you and I didn’t know how to handle it. I’m used to being surrounded with old men at work so seeing you - young, bright and full of potential… I didn’t know how to make of it.”

𖥔 you were stunned for a second, your mouth agape “sev…” you bit your lip as you look down on your plate “well… if it’s any consolation I must say the feelings are mutual.”

𖥔 sevika’s eyes widened so much she swore they almost popped out.

𖥔 “what?” she asked as you nodded.

𖥔 “yeah, you’re so experienced and good at your job and silco trusts you so much. that’s why it was a big deal that you liked me or not because the truth is, out of everyone at work, I crave your validation the most.”

𖥔 her throat bobbed at your confession, an unmistakable heat pooling at her insides “yeah?” she said hoarsely.

𖥔 you smiled “I mean, of course, take it as you will. but I just wanted to let you know.”

𖥔 sevika swore she wasn’t going to cave into the allure of your words, of what they suggested, you were the new hire and it’d be so unprofessional of her to make a move on you. she kept that in mind even as you both finished lunch and she was about to walk out your apartment and leave…

𖥔 that’s why she doesn’t understand how she got here, stomach flat on the bed with your thighs trembling on both sides of her head as she licked a fat stripe off your leaking pussy. looking up at you with needy eyes and you stared back at her, a sly grin on your face.

𖥔 “oh sevi…” you moaned “and here I thought you hated me.”

[kalashtars]

it's been five days i'm going through withdrawal symptoms for 'a crooked touch'

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC More Shit Fae!Danny Has Said While Living With Waynes

Dick, opening his arms wide and going for a hug: hey, Danny!

Danny, looking him in the eyes without blinking: did you know that centuries ago fae really liked to crawl inside human bodies and use them as nests? I heard human insides are really warm and squishy.

Dick, sweating, frozen in place: ...no?..

Danny, smiling and cheerfully jumping to hug Dick: I didn't either!

Jason, because he is feeling adventurous today: I have a question. Where do Fae come from?

Danny: Ah, so B hadn't had the Talk with you yet, what a shame. So when a woman and a man love each other very much-

Damian: Enough of your foolish jokes, I do not wish to hear the sex talk from you. To answer your question, Todd, Fae come from the dreams.

Jason, deadpan: ...really?

Danny, very awkwardly: Um. Dami. Brother to my soul. I'm so sorry.

Damian: What?

Danny: I told you we come from dreams only because you were four. That's not actually how it works. We just fuck.

Duke, narrowing his eyes at Danny suspiciously: So, for the past week and a half, I've been having this recurring dream about you eating my brain with a fork like spaghetti. I was wondering, is it, like, a you thing or a me thing?

Danny, very offended: Duke! Not every weird thing that happens in this house is my fault! That is very rude of you!

Cass, after Duke had apologized profusely and left: You.

Danny, rolling his eyes: Yeah, okay, I did do that. In my defense, his fear tastes like the perfect greasy cheeseburger, and I have to get my fair share of junk food somehow.

Cass: >:(

Danny: Okay, I'll stop. Eventually.

Bruce, in his nth attempt at gaining information from Danny: How do you know if someone is a Fae or not?

Danny: Throw a fish at them.

Bruce: ????

Danny, not even looking up from his phone: Fish are scared of the Fae. So if you throw a fish at someone and the fish gets scared, they are Fae.

Gotham Rogues a week later: We have no idea why Batman keeps throwing guppies at us, but we collectively suspect his new child is to blame.

Danny: Oh, I'm forbidden to enjoy caraoke nights.

Steph, who suggested he join: What? Why? Is it some kind of punishment for the pizza incident?

Tim: No, it's because if he starts singing, we all lose our grip on reality.

Damian: And our dignity.

Danny: They mean they start dancing whether they want it or not, and I have videos to prove it. Wanna see Jason twerking? Or I have one with Tim and Bruce waltzing through the manor.

Steph, as everyone else bemoans their fate: With great pleasure.

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