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walker being so much taller than leah allows for the perfect opportunity for annabeth to be completely baffled at how much percy grew over the last year. imagine annabeth punching that bully in the jaw bc he messed with her friend. only to turn around and be face-to-face with percy's chest. and he's oblivious to her confusion bc he's smitten and happy to see his smart, and pretty, and kind, and strong, and badass best friend. and annabeth is just fuming.
#annabeth: *punches percy's bully*#annabeth: lay off my friend! 😡#percy (happy to see annabeth: wisegirl 😊#annabeth: *turns around and is facing his chest*#percy: how has school treating you so far? 🙃 did you incite fear in your enemies like you said you would? 😌 and—why are you mad?🤔#annabeth: how the shit did you get so tall 🤬#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo text post#pjo#pjo headcanon#percy jackson#annabeth chase#percabeth#percabeth headcanon#percabeth being the best of friends#i love these two with all my heart#holding these two close to my heart#these two are going to be the death of me
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It's genuienly just so incredibly frustrating to continously have creators say things like "they're just two bros being dudes" or "there's not enough close male friendships in media" after they have so obviously created a beautiful queer relationship in their story.
It always feel like they call us dumb for noticing something that they obviously put there themselves.
Especially since the romantic tensions wouldn't be questioned at all if these characters were of the opposite gender.
Over the ten years that I've been posting fanart, I've had to deal with a lot of extremely homophobic comments on my harmless art because of these kinds of things, and I really wish that if a creator disagrees with a ship, that they would simply leave it up to interpretation or not comment at all. A ship won't stop if you shut it down, it will simply turn the fandom more hostile.
#sorry just had to get this off my chest#and yes this is about arcane#but honestly also about almost every single fandom I've ever been in lol#creators if you don't want people to see your characters as gay maybe stop making them gay#just as a tip you know#anyways#hope you guys have a lovely day#keep drawing fanart of your favorite characters kissing
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now why would you hide these in the tags..
also thinking maybe reader is newcomer too, maybe on vacation. everyone knows not to mess with price, say things about it never ending well.
but reader pays them no mind, thinking that their overreacting. of course, they aren’t, and reader is forced to check out of their hotel and into their new forever home with price <3.
and he's your first experience with an alpha, too. like sheltered reader, surrounded by betas your whole, stumbling onto John Price, of all people. but of course you're curious. you've never met an alpha before outside of the ones in your school - all the same age, the same hormonal shifts at the same pace; it's just not the same, is it?
and despite the tug between you, he can see where this going when you start batting your eyes at him, and softening under the burn of his glare. you're not going to like it. you'd never be able to handle him. and he tries to tell you this. warn you away. find a beta, a smaller, younger alpha. he doesn't care - just stay the hell away from him.
but you've been doted on your whole life and English Burt Reynolds isn't going to be the first man to tell you no.
so you push. prod. dig a little deeper. lay it on thick until his presence, a novice in your life, triggers the first stirrings of a real heat. forced proximity. freak storm. one bed. he breaks before dawn, but before you can even start to feel triumph, the reality of getting fucked by an older, more experienced alpha rears.
maybe you realise this when he pulls his fat, angry looking cock out, and barks at you to get back on the bed because he hasn't even started yet, and if you wanna strut around town, aching for his knot, well. he'll give it to you.
problem is: he's too big. too rough. you've been treating yourself like fine silk, something precious, and what he gives you (after growling at your pussy that he can't wait to break her in) is nothing at all like you were expecting. and this idea of a heat making you malleable, soft and ready, falls to pieces when you remember that anatomy isn't magic and no amount of fever in your blood will ever soothe the ache of him eating you up like a man starved.
but hey. you got the big, surly alpha in the end, didn't you? guess no one taught you the meaning of a pyrrhic victory.
#fucked knotted and claimed THAT night#id also probably lean away from the standard abo and make it like just a malicious fever that makes your body hot and docile#because i just LOVE the idea of Price getting pissed off when you can't take his knot#just bullying it into you until you pass out#waking up a bit later splayed out over his chest with your whole body aching#and him grumbling about how Laswell isnt gonna shut up about this when she finds out#captain john price x reader#john price x reader#Dunno!!! im in a very big reader gets bullied mood lol
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purposefully using fragile or flimsy materials to bind whumpee because no, no of course you're allowed to struggle, pet. What I'm doing to you is painful, it's inhumane (like you). When you flinch and pull and struggle it just shows how healthy you are - it's reflexes, instincts. But you're better than that. You know that there are rules to follow, right, pet? You know you're not allowed to break my things. I'm just setting a limit - struggle as much a you want, flinch however much you need, but if that rope breaks or if that bolt gets loose - you know what'll happen, right?
#whump#whump community#whumpblr#with the added benefits of: you know when to switch your methods bc they don't have the same effects anymore#anyway im throwing myself into the sun i just needed to get this off my chest
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Idk who needs to hear this, but
Whenever I see a self ship double, or a popular canon x f/o ship and feel sad/insecure about it, I like to imagine that it's an "alternate universe", meaning that it's just a different version of your f/o.
The real version? They're with you. They're yours, and love you only.
No one can change that fact.
They love you, so damn much.
No one else - nothing else - matters.
YOU are their canon partner.
"I am my f/o's canon and real partner" - say it, manifest it, because it's true.
It's real. 💕
[Pr0ship DNI. Please respect my boundaries]
#yea - I'm still gonna take a break but I needed to get this off my chest LOL#already felt like crap and then saw my f/o being shipped with someone else - which made it all WAYYYY worse.#anyways#self ship community#self ship comfort#yumeship#f/o#safeship#selfship imagines#imagine your f/o#f/o comfort#selfship scenario#f/o scenarios#selfship positivity#fictional other#romantic f/o#platonic f/o#familial f/o#❤comfort#f/o community#self ship#self ship scenario#self ship writing#oc x f/o#oc x canon#comfort#reassurance#your f/o loves you#self shipping#yumeship community
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I don't regret anything
I don't understand, why did you just send me a clipped screenshot of that one thumbnail?
((Okay but for real though, guys. Polaris sent me this and my grandma was over my shoulder when she did. My grandma saw Solarnexus kissing. It's so joever, I'm so joever, it's so joever for me.))
#🔧 'Get it off your chest- you're safe here.' (Confessions Tag)#the sun and moon show#tsams#sun and moon show#sams#the sun and moon show confessions#tsams confessions#sun and moon show confessions#sams confessions#the sun and moon show shipfessions#tsams shipfessions#sun and moon show shipfessions#sams shipfessions#tsbs confessionverse#solar x nexus#nexus x solar#solarnexus
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Listen, I always try to be very mindful of keeping my wild fandom mind and reality properly separated and not become ACTUALLY insane about a ship, but as a 30 year old queer I feel like I must say that there is no way that what jikook are doing isn't an actual gradual soft launch. As someone who has the tiniest bit of actual life experience now, I just don't see how their dynamic and chemistry could NOT be read as romantic. Are they coworkers? yes. Are they best friends? yes. But it's pretty obvious there something even deeper going on there and it's honestly just denial at this point to think otherwise.
And it all comes back to the whole fandom thing again. So many people try to deny it by making whole ass essays about how they interacted with x y and z that one time. I need y'all to remember they're actual people and real people are capable of incredibly complex relationships with more than one person at once. They have friends that aren't each other, they have confidants that aren't each other. And if anything, all those interactions just make an even more stark of a contrast as to how THEIR relationship is different than all the ones they have with other people.
#jikook#just wanted to get stuff off my chest cause it just makes me sad how people have just lost the ability of reading between lines#being queer yourself just opens your eyes to the little nuances of EVERYTHING#also I just realized how much I use 'just' in my sentences I need to expand my vocabulary#bts
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If the bad kids played Minecraft
Gorgug: redstone builder my guy loves making rollercoasters and security systems and anything redstone for the others, loves the enchantment table and fights monsters purely for xp, has a little farm of rainbow sheep and flowers, his workshop looks like a flower (Fabian may or may not have made it he just came to the joint world and found it there one day)
Fabian: achievement maniac he must prove that he is the best at the game, loves all the fortresses and like the raids and all of that, fights any monster he sees and brings the spoils back to Adaine for her building, hoards all the gold and diamonds he finds and refuses to share, once killed a piglin on accident and had to give all of his gold to Fig, main person who finds and downloads mods for everyone (he has the nicest computer after all), has a list of which person got one mod after everyone started fighting about who requested a shaders mod that just makes everything look really pretty but also insanely slows everyone’s fps (it was Gorgug he liked how it looked)
Fig: trying to make and collect everything she physically can and if she can’t she will find a way, has about a million mods installed because why not (her personal world is like 4 fps), “rules the nether” (Adaine turned a fortress into a castle for her and she only trades with piglins), has at least one cd playing at any time and tries to start a campaign for one of her songs to become an official cd (it almost works)
Riz: automates everything and anything he can, just does insane experiments for funsies, has a gang of iron golems and a village that he rules with an iron fist (is very offended that fig refuses to trade with his villagers, has waged war on the nether multiple times but Fabian (his “knight”) and Gorgug (Figs “knight”) refuse to fight each other), Kristen is banned because she keeps trying to start a rebellion
Adaine: the builderrr girlie likes her games on peaceful and her structures luxurious, she made a castle for all of her friends in her joint world (even if Fig and Riz usually sleep in their kingdoms), does not know how to fight in the slightest so she just enlists Fabian and Gorgug (Riz makes her pay to enlist Fabian in tnt no Adaine he is not making another nuke what are you talking about), genuinely a good archer but freaks out anytime she sees a monster and becomes instantly useless so she mainly uses it for hunting purposes
Kristen: loves mining, also has a million pets like if she can find a way to make it a pet she will (she once tamed a polar bear nobody knows how), her room in Adaine’s castle is in the basement with little mining carts that Gorgug made her that go throughout basically their whole world, runs as fast as she can away from any Warden chamber (she cannot fight), has an army of snowmen in a cage, technically has a fee for being the blacksmith of the group but forgets every time, has a White House built somewhere in the world after the school election
Bonus!
Ayda: Crafts books so she can write in them, lives in Figs castle in another room than Fig (for the drama, according to Fig)(“the fans will love it!” “My love who are you talking about nobody is watching us” “excuse you my tumble audience is very much enjoying our live-blogged tragic love” “my paramour we are literal blocks”), rotates between living there and living in the tallest tower in Adaine’s castle, is fascinated by Gorgugs inventions
Ragh: Fighter, insists on only using his bare fists, drinks any potion he finds, is the only person willing to go on raids with Fabian and Gorgug, figured out a way to play bloodrush in game, loves elytra’s, lives in a dirt hut that is big enough for him to stand in next to a bed and nothing else, Adaine built him a room (that looks like a gym) in her castle but he prefers dirt hut
Aelwyn: Only on there for the cats, steals Kristen’s cats any chance she gets, surprisingly really good at fighting but refuses to fight unless absolutely necessary, has one mod on for herself and it’s the shapeshifting mod (no clue if that’s a mod or part of a game mode) so she can prank Adaine anytime she wants, loves making tnt even if she doesn’t use it (“the goblin uses it in funny ways” “Aelwyn he is exploding a village” “like I said funny”), fucking hates goats and polar bears for no reason
#this was not meant to be this long#originally this was supposed to be just their playstyles (like the builder and the miner)#it morphed into this#fun fact: Gorgug lives in a wizard tower that is a block shorter than Aydas (Fig added the block)#Fabian has a pirate ship house attached to the castle with its own docks that he goes fishing off of#Figs room in the castle is just a bed floating above a lava pit that has a parkour course to get to it#(Adaine makes her put everything in a chest before doing it)#and Riz’s room is just covered in wool and beds and chests (Adaine still manages to make it look good)#kristen has a sign above the elevator (that Gorgug made) to her room that just says Mr President#autism (mads) speaks#fantasy high#dimension 20#fhjy#d20#fantasy high junior year#d20 fantasy high#d20 fh#dimension 20 fantasy high#kristen applebees#riz gukgak#fabian seacaster#fabian aramais seacaster#gorgug thistlespring#adaine abernant#aelwyn abernant#ayda aguefort#fig faeth#ragh barkrock#your honor I love them#the bad kids
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Oh we need more of the tennis player yuuta.
so true we do. a match was cancelled and rescheduled due to inclement weather, which is fine, it happens occasionally. except, the reschedule interferes with your work trip, which is how yuuta ends up with your baby boy in his lap at his pre-match press conference. yuuta was worried at first, your son definitely wouldn’t be used to the cameras and reporters, and it was also seven in the morning, so he really hoped the baby wouldn’t become too irritated, but all his worrying was for nothing.
your baby boy didn’t seem to the mind the cameras, or the large crowd of people, his father was right there to hold him through the entire thing. with them side by side like this, their similarities really show; their droopy eyelids and tired expression, the occasional slow blinking when they’re confused or in thought, the same nose scrunch that makes everybody coo when it happens. one reporter mentions you by name, and that makes the otherwise sleepy baby perk and babble “mama” into the microphone instinctively, which melts everybody’s hearts, yuuta’s included, “that’s right, baby, that’s mama,” he coos, pinching his kid’s cheek before returning his attention to the reporter, “but, yeah, my wife—she’s great. she’s away on work right now, and we miss her a lot, but i’m so proud of her. i got to speak to her right before this conference actually, and she said she’d tune in when she could, so i hope she’s watching—wait, sorry, um… what was the question again?” (his rambling off about my wife my wife my wife is not new. it happens in every conference and interview, he’s just a loverboy through and through).
during the match, it’s dead silent when yuuta’s about to serve and then there’s the tiniest cry of “dada,” just as he’s about the throw the ball up, which makes him smile and stop and turn to his son, and the entire crowd coos. yuuta is not too proud to blow a kiss before going to serve again.
#anonymous#everyday all i do is yearn.......#i wish i could draw the image of yuuta w ur son in his lap at his press conference is so vivid to me.#they have the exact same eyes and theres so many moments that theyre completed synced#yuuta will hum thinking about an answer and the baby will purse his lips to try to hum bc he can feel the vibrations against yuutas chest#and it reminds him of you two singing him to sleep :(#yuuta just mindlessly feeding him water while answering a question#and everyones like oh. hes a natural at this like#when the conference is over yuuta carries him out on his shoulders cooing about what a good job he did..... lord#jjk x reader#yuuta x reader#see also: i say about 18-20 mos your kid can finally fit into a baby sized tennis uniform#and/or can keep a headband on without pulling it off#and the first time yuuta sees that hes like oh. no we need another one.......... babe they can play doubles together just think about it!#olympics au#yuuta.ask
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It sucks that I didn’t get into the best shape of my life until middle age. I am 29 and have biceps and visible abs for the first time in my life. I’m also healthier and more active than ever.
I was skin and bone and weak throughout my teens and 20s due to health issues. I start T and suddenly I’m able to build muscle and not only have enough energy to work out but frankly more than I know what to do with and randomly started craving healthier food. I look good. I finally have a body I feel comfortable enough to dress how I want. But I can’t do that anymore because it would show more skin than appropriate for an old person. I can’t go out wearing a fuckin crop top at this age.
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#off your chest#hi don't usually talk in the tags 29 is not middle aged! wear a crop top if you want!! you have so much of life ahead of you still!!#you're not old once you leave your 20s!!
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all you fatphobes are getting on my nerves. we’re not saying you need to change your preferences, we’re just saying to stop making people feel less than human just because of their body. you can have preferences, but not prejudices.
a preference would be: i really like when people have bigger hip dips and i love how cellulite looks. a prejudice would be: being (body type) is ugly and gross wah wah. just to put it into perspective.
fat people have been dehumanized for years because of their body, even if they’re completely healthy. different body types are healthy for different people. any body type can be considered unhealthy depending on the persons genes! personally, i was very unhealthy when i was skinnier, but i have so much strength and stamina now even though i’m fatter because that’s what MY healthy body looks like. EVERYBODY’S healthy body looks different. also people’s health isn’t your business either, and you are in no place to judge how one takes care of themself. also when people are underweight you guys don’t throw an “unhealthy body” tantrum, so it’s clearly not even about health for you guys.
if you prefer something else, that’s your personal preference idc, but crying about how you’re scared of fat people and being hateful as hell doesn’t do anything except embarrass yourselves. if you have the time to sit down and throw tantrums on tumblr about a body type then you genuinely need to go outside. you are grown adults, start acting like it.
#sorry just needed to get this off my chest#also i’m not promoting being unhealthy or whatever. i’m just saying other people’s health is none of your business#but yall don’t gaf about health truly bc you praise all these underweight bodies even tho they’re just as unhealthy as overweight bodies#its ok to have preferences bc we all have different preferences. but you can do that without bringing other people down
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Wings AU ; requested by @justwannabecat!
“Are you sure it looks good?” Duke asks for the sixth time in an hour.
Tim sighs and says, yet again, “It looks fine. Just give it to him! If he doesn’t love it, I’ll beat him up for you.”
“You wouldn’t do that.”
“I could! But you’re right, I wouldn’t. I would just psychologically torment him until he broke.”
“Don’t do that, please. I’d like to actually have a chance with him, even if he hates this.”
“He won’t,” Tim says. He actually stops typing to give Duke a severe look. “Go and give it to him. If you don’t go now, he’s going to think you bailed.”
Duke glances at the time, then jumps. “Shit! Thanks for your help, man!” He’s out of the door before Tim can say another word. He doesn’t bother with the front door, or even going down the hallway. Instead, he opens the nearest window and flings himself out of it, unfurling his tawny wings to catch the wind beneath them and ride them into the city proper.
He briefly considers stopping for a moment to change into his Signal outfit so he can fly above civilian jurisdiction, then decides that it’s far easier to just bend the light around him so he’s invisible. He wouldn’t want to be late meeting Danny, after all. Especially not for this.
He hadn’t been expecting Danny to be into traditional courting methods. Most people tend to go the more modern way of dating, but Danny had mentioned once or twice that he thought it was romantic. He had blushed, mumbling the words, but Duke heard them and went into researching courting methods to see which ones Danny might like best.
Sure, he could just ask Danny out on a date like he normally would if he liked someone, but if Danny wants to be courted, then Duke is going to court him!
It’s why he’s been planning this out carefully, gathering his primaries after his wings molted a few months ago so he could string them together into a thin wing covering.
Admittedly, this courting method isn’t super common, but the thought of giving Danny his feathers, making it look like their wings are one and the same, has kept Duke up some nights, wanting it so badly.
Besides, he thinks Danny will like it. Considering the state of his wings after the Accident…
Duke holds his handmade wing covers closer to his chest, flier lower as he leaves Bristol and enters Diamond District. The streets are busy, full of people. Most tend to stay on the ground, wings tucked close to their bodies, but there are plenty still flying above cars and buses that Duke has to carefully fly around.
It takes another twenty minutes to get to Robinson Park, where Duke drops down to the ground and takes a moment to make sure all his feathers are straight and neatly displayed. Then he walks into the park, heading towards their usual meeting place.
For once, it’s a nice, sunny day in Gotham. Everyone’s taking advantage of it. The park is full of couples and families, walking around slowly, and kids dart through the air, still unable to go very high with their wings not yet fully grown in. It’s nice to hear the laughter and general chatter of people wandering the park.
Duke doesn’t spend too long walking the paved paths through the park. He steps off of it near the second water fountain on the path, then heads into the trees, passing two moms on a picnic with their three kids rolling around the grass nearby.
Tucked away in this corner of the park is a small clearing surrounded by thin trees. The tile is dirty and cracked, no one maintaining it at all with it hidden away.
He sees Danny’s wings first, with long feathers that trail onto the ground, a black that shines dark blue in the light. He follows the lines of his wings back to his body, where Danny sits on a bench, leaning his weight back against his hands as he lifts his head up into the sunlight, basking in the warmth.
He really is so pretty. He insists that he isn’t, but Duke regularly spends time with the Wayne family, all who have modeled before, so he’s got a better idea than most about what pretty looks like, and Danny fits the bill.
“Hey,” Duke calls out softly, watching as Danny slowly blinks his eyes open and turns to give him a warm smile.
“Hey! I’m free for the rest of the day, which means we have so much time to complain about things today.”
“I didn’t keep you waiting, did I?”
“Nope,” Danny says. “I wouldn’t mind waiting, though. I like hanging out with you.”
Heart pounding in his chest, Duke walks forward. He doesn’t know if there’s something specific he has to say when presenting his gift, if there’s a courting tradition involved that he didn’t learn about. He’s terrified Danny’s going to reject it. He’s praying that Danny accepts it.
“Are you okay?” Danny asks, standing to get a better look at him. “You seem tense…” He trails off as he catches sight of what Duke holds in his hands, breath stuttering.
“I’m fine. I, um.” Duke steps into the clearing, entering the sunlight, and holds out his wing covers. “I made them for you. You mentioned before that you thought courting traditions were romantic… I don’t know if you like wing covers, but I thought you’d look good in my feathers… Only if you want it though!”
He’s trying so hard not to cringe away in embarrassment. He’s flirted with Danny before, half jokes and half serious, always playful. Duke was smooth then, delighting in how flustered it made Danny before he hit back with his own flirting. Now he’s a hesitant, stuttering fool, tripping over his words and struggling to find the perfect things to say. Maybe he should have thought up a speech, or something. Memorized a few lines to speak his intentions with this courting gift. Done literally any prep for giving the gift instead of focusing only on making it.
Danny doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t move either. He just stares, wide-eyed at the wing covers in Duke’s hands.
That’s a bad sign, isn’t it.
His hands lower just a touch, and he quietly prompts, “Danny?”
Just as he’s about to pull back, step away and try to fix things, messily attempt to salvage their friendship because clearly Danny doesn’t want to be courted by Duke, Danny’s hands snap out whip-fast and latch onto his wrists.
“This is… for me?” he whispers, awed.
“Yeah. Yeah, it’s for you.”
“And you’re courting me? Like, for real?”
“Yeah, definitely courting you for real. Do you accept?”
Danny throws himself into Duke’s arms, careful not to crush the wing covers between them. “In what world would I say no?” he laughs, bright with joy. He pulls back a second later, not giving Duke time to hug him back, and turns around, carefully stretching his wings out. “Put them on for me?”
“Of course.”
He starts by smoothing out some of Danny’s feathers. He doesn’t get to do this often; Danny hates having his wings on display for anyone, with how they spasm occasionally, and have empty patches where feathers will never grow in again. The Accident, all that electricity coursing through him, it permanently damaged his wings. There is no healing to be done.
His wings are lacking too many flight feathers and primaries for him to fly. He’s stuck on the ground now, unable to use his wings for more than a minute. Old burns are still visible closer to his spine.
Danny prefers hiding his wings away. He hates thinking about the Accident, hates how it’s taken his wings from him, how it’s changed him completely.
But Duke loves his wings. He loves the softness of Danny’s lower feathers, how they shine in the light, how they always puff up when it gets windy. He’s only gotten to preen them twice before, and he treasures those memories more dearly than anything else.
This easily outshines both those moments.
He gently combs his fingers through Danny’s feathers, straightening them out, then lays the first wing cover over his right wing. His own brown feathers drape over the top of Danny’s wings, hiding the featherless patches from view. He does the same to the other wing, then adjust both until they lay perfectly on Danny’s wings.
As soon as he lifts his hands away from Danny’s wings, Danny is spinning around with a grin, flaring his wings out.
“How do I look?”
“Perfect,” Duke answers. He was right; Danny looks good in his feathers.
He watches, fond and amused, as Danny spins, keeping his wings flared, admiring his new look. “I’m never taking these off,” he says. “I love them so much. I can’t really make one for you, though…”
“You don’t need to.”
“I can’t just accept this and not give you something in return!”
“Well… There is one thing you could give me. Something I’ve been wanting for a long time.”
“What is it?” Danny asks, leaning towards Duke. He’s eager, ready to please, so delighted to be courted.
Duke smiles. “A kiss.”
“Done.”
He doesn’t have time to react before Danny is pouncing on him, hands fisting the collar of his shirt as he tilts his head up and kisses Duke. He pulls back before Duke can kiss back, blushing and unbearably cute.
And all Duke manages to say is, “Cool.”
He’s so good at this.
Danny rightfully laughs at him, then grabs his hand and pulls him down to the bench. “Come on, I promised to complain about my teachers today and I intend to deliver. And maybe later, I could take you out on a date? If you want.”
“Danny, of course I want to go on a date with you. I’m courting you! I thought I made my feelings clear!”
“I’m just making sure!” Danny shouts over him, and Duke can’t resist the urge to pull him closer and pepper kisses along his cheek. “Okay, okay, I got it. You’ve made your feelings clear. I’m going to date you so hard.”
“You better. It’s about time you put some work into our relationship.”
“Excuse you?!” Danny gasps in mock outrage, and they start bickering lightheartedly as they always do.
Even with their feelings come to light, even with a courtship started and a date promised, it doesn’t feel like anything between them has changed.
It’s just them. Just as it always has been.
Duke couldn’t be happier.
#ghostlights#dc x dp#dp x dc#dcxdp#dpxdc#dc x dp fic#prompt fill#my writing#this was going to be longer bc i got into worldbuilding but then it got TOO long so i scrapped all that to focus on duke and danny#first time writing wing fic.... the amount of thought i put into how this world works had my head spinning#like this one: most people sleep in hamocks or have beds that are off the ground so they can stretch their wings out#regular beds like ours exist but mostly for kids/senior citizens/people with damaged wings who cant fly#like danny. so he has a normal bed and duke has a hammock which means the cuddling situation is Difficult#usually it ends with danny on his back and duke on his chest or danny completely wrapped up in dukes wings#just picture that. youre welcome :)
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Old Men(tor) Big Naturals
(for @3luecactuz)
#star wars#yoda#lord of the rings#gandalf#gandalf big naturals#That's an active community last I checked and I *will* throw this into that tag <3#Thank you for letting me live my dream.#Specifically- thank you for opting into ‘surprise me’ and having the luck of the dice#Finally…I have drawn yoda big naturals….#its like the weight of two boulders have lifted off my chest#big heaving old man shirt boulders.#All my silly words aside; thank you so much for your longtime support dear 3luecactuz B*)#Praying and hoping you also find this a delightful twist of fate and I have not inspired you to throw me overboard.#Raffle prize 1/5 done! I warned you all I was going to start by swinging a bat. Stay tuned for more this week!#No theme this time around except to have fun with the prompts <3
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au in which touya ends up having to watch natsuo put his hands all over you because you took something offered to you at a sketchy warehouse party that has you panting and whimpering and burning up and his own hot hands can't provide you any comfort but his little brother's cool-quirked touch can
#touya can't take you to the hospital because you took the pill willingly and he doesn't want you to get in trouble#and he feels so guilty because HE'S the one who brought you to the stupid party anyway#your apartment is too far away and your roommates already think touya's bad news so he doesn't want to give them another reason to hate him#so he drags you back to his house to try and help you ride out the high#and you're kneeling on the floor just inside the door to the todoroki home half-dressed because you keep trying to peel off your clothes#with touya pleading with you in a frantic whisper to just stand up and make the short walk to his bedroom without waking up his siblings#and a bleary eyed natsuo (still up and studying for a test he has the next day) finds you and his brother in the doorway#and natsuo doesn't understand why you're clinging to touya and behaving so strangely#but he does know that you sound pretty when you whimper like that#and that the way that the dim light in the corridor catches in the sheen of sweat on your exposed throat makes his chest feel tight#tw drug use
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#sayyesandloveit#18+ adults only#18+ or adult only#breast implants#fake body#take me as you please#fill my ass#adult entertainment#bedroom#adult model#outfit#model off duty#amazing body#i'll serve you#bare back#breeding toy#bbc breeding#make me yours#maid outfit#fill my pussy#no pulling out#use my pussy#eat my pussy#lick my pussy#cnc free use#rough cnc#cocksucker for hire#large chest#invite me to your party#private maid for you
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