#oh shit i like this jam

[big-boah-2]

Having a crappy Monday? Just play this album until you smile, and repeat.

[turtlecleric]

your breath comes out short and heavy as Leo pins his weight on your hips . Your hands pinned by your head as you both come clattering on to the floor. He smiles down at you cockily as you tap his leg with your foot when his weight becomes too much. "I suppose I win this round to." Leo practically sings as he rises from your body and lifts you up to your feet. You let go of his hand and begin to stretch out your limbs pouting slightly. You thought you were ready to take Leo on in these head to head sparring matches, but considering the now staggering amount of losses you are now starting to realize you might have been overconfident about your own abilities. But honestly the worst thing about all of this is Leo's stupidly smug face every time he pins you. How his whole demeaner shifts because, he won. Losing to Leo has never not been the worst thing in all of existence. And the absolute worst thing about that is... its kinda hot when he gets cocky. The way he talks becomes more rhythmic, his voice a song in your ears, egging you on to try and make it shut up, his touch confident and commanding. Forcing you into place so he can straddle you, again and again and again. You are actually considering blaming your lizard lady brain for half of these losses. Its not your fault that him pinning you is hot as shit. You take a plastic water bottle and pour some water out into your palm splashing your face. Cooling you down. fucking stupidly hot prick you think as Leo Saddles on up to you his face tying its best to hide that its radiating smugness. "One more round, or has mi Princesa had enough?" He sings the words at you, overly confident, almost cruelly. you feel the water bottle in your hand crunch in slightly. He's just trying to rile you up, you think to yourself. He just wants another taste of victory, You wont fall for it, nope, nuh uh, Definitely not. "Shut up asshole." you say with an irritated eyeroll as you begin to walk past. "Ooooh, Did I strike a nerve there Princesa? you know its not very lady like to be a poor loser." That stops you in your tracks. You spin around towards him. " Who said I was ever trying to be lady like Leo?" He smiles wolfishly back at you. Like your prey, dumbly walking into his trap. "Good point, I suppose no one really has." "Shut up!" "Make me." You pause looking up at him. you hadn't realized how close to him you had gotten till now. He is still smiling down at you curiously. You can practically feel the electricity forming between you two. Your anger and his smugness mixing together. Intoxicating the both of you. You relent.

"Fine asshole, one more round" You say as you take up your stance on the tatami mats. "trust me Princesa, it wont be much of a round." Leo makes good on that statement. You manage to strike at him twice before he grabs hold of your arm, twisting it behind you and slamming the both of you into the ground. Your anger pushes you forward though, you grit your teeth and try to kick at him but its no use. He pins your knees with his own immobilizing you. The hair on the back of neck stands on end when you feel breath. A laugh that is too hot, too close. You feel your self growing wet, Like you weren't already a bit before. You pray that he cant tell. "Oh, mi amor, I'm starting to think you like it when I pin you." You try to wiggle out of his grasp again so you can smack him, but he shoves your arm up higher and the pain pins you to the ground again. He laughs as he relents the pressure on your arm. "You know if you wanted me to pin you to the ground and fuck you senseless, you only needed to ask nicely." You feel your body grow hot as your cunt clenches around nothing. God that's a hot image. Him fucking you like this. Him taking his pleasure while you scrape and try to overpower him. The only thing keeping you from that fantasy becoming real is your stubbornness. "Eat shit and die Leo." He laughs as he once again shoves your arm up rewarding your comment with more pain, however this time he doesn't relent, he keeps your arm there as you squirm underneath him. You grit your teeth. Is it bad that this is also kinda turning you on? You cant see his face but you can hear in his smile in his voice. You can feel his gaze on the nape of your neck. Everything about this is making you dizzy. "Thats not an answer mi amor. Are we doing this or not? " You bite the inside of your cheek. Fuck it, stubbornness be damned you want this. "Yes." You feel Leo relent on the position he has on your arm. "Yes what Princesa? " you groan in annoyance, God hes such a poor winner. "Yes, please pin me to the ground and fuck me senseless." He smiles. " Good girl." The next thing you feel is his teeth on your shoulder. The pain makes you cry out as he grinds against your ass. He soaking both of your shorts in seconds "Fuck." You cry out as you press your ass up higher giving him a better angle to grind against. God you wanna know what his face looks like right now. primal and heavy. His mouth stained with your blood as he takes his pleasure offering you none in return. After all your just prey to him right now. A prize he won fair and square. God you want him to touch you. You need him to touch you. "Leo please I'm begging." He detaches from your shoulder and licks a bloody stripe across your pulse. "You call that begging?" he say incredulously his voice strained as he continues to hump you. "I've taught you better Princesa. You need to tell me what you want." "Fuck, Please touch me." he laughs cruelly at that "I am touching you." Your going to kill him. Someday, some how, you know deep in your heart of hearts you are going to be the one that murder this man. "Goddamn it you fucking bra-" your anger is cut off as he presses your arm up again. pain shooting through you. "Tisk, tisk, mi amor. Who is the one being a brat right now?" "You." You hiss as he shoves your arm up even higher. tears pricking your eyes. "Me." You say correcting yourself. he rewards you by lowering your arm back down to the first position. Still painful but you sigh anyway from the relief. "Me, I'm being the brat, I'm sorry I'm sorry. Please, I just want your fingers in me. Please ill be good I swear"

Leo hums as if content at you, lowering your arm back down to a non painful position. "See, that wasn't so hard now was it." You grit your teeth holding back any sort of sass before crying out as he glides his hands under your shorts and presses his finders inside of you. Your greedy cunt immediately clenching around them. "Fuck yes, Thank you, thank you." you cry as he pumps his fingers, shallowly. Its not enough but God its something. You try to buck your hips into his hand to get any kind of friction on your clit but its no use the position just isnt right. "Please touch my clit, I need it please I need it." Your too dizzy now to care about keeping up appearances. You need pleasure. you need him to touch you like this. You need his cock in you. He growls lowly in your ear as you feel him drop, He then shoves your hips back down onto the floor and removes his hand from your cunt. you whine desperately from the loss. "No,no,no,no,no, I'm being good please, please your fingers please, I'm sorry."

Its then you feel him kiss your cheek sweetly, letting go of your arm that's been keeping you pinned . "its ok, mi Amor, you are being good I just need to change positions. is that ok?" You nod your head and take in a deep breath as he shifts on top of you. he takes both your arms and ties them behind you. probably with his mask you think. He then lifts your hips up an d removes your shorts and underwear before pressing your thighs together and pressing his cock between them, Thigh fucking against your folds. the tip of his cock head rubbing against your clit with each thrust. God you didn't know what to expect but it was definitely not this. Regardless though the release of having something to grind your clit against is more then enough to have you screaming for more. And you do in fact scream for more. For his cock you actually be inside you however he doesn't relent. He continues to thigh fuck you till the both of you are well and spent. His hand pressing your face into the tatami the whole way.

(-Stranger)

I'M SCREAMING

[cloudcountry]

happy 1k!!! 💚 would you be willing to do malleus and flowers? go crazy!

thank you!! <3 i'll go crazy just like he will C;

MALLEUS DRACONIA + FLOWERS (1k event details)

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“Nyehh!” Grim wails, slamming the front door shut with a bang.

You jump, whipping around to see the cat monster clutching his nose as though someone had punched him.

“Grim? What happened?” you ask, rushing over to your companion.

Grim lets you scoop him up into his arms, whining about something about flowers and pollen before he lets out the most earth shattering sneeze you’ve ever heard. You set him down and he bolts away from the door as fast as his little legs will carry him.

You turn towards the door, curious about what could be on the other side as you reach for the doorknob.

It opens.

You gasp, hands shooting up to cover your gaping mouth.

There are mountains and mountains of flowers on Ramshackle’s front porch, all of varying sizes and shapes and colors. There must be at least fifty bouquets that you can see in the entryway alone, all tied together with shimmering ribbons lined with gold.

Who did this?!

You step out onto the porch to examine the bouquets more closely, and something crunches under your foot. You flinch and jump back, hoping you didn’t step on another beautiful bouquet, but when you look down you find it's only a letter. You pick it up and gently tear open the envelope, unfolding the creamy white paper you find inside. The letter is written in a swirling handwriting written in dark green ink.

Dear Child of Man,

I heard that you like flowers. I hope these bouquets are satisfactory. If you ever require anything, please lean on me.

M. D.

Straight to the point, but so adorably foolish. You can’t help the bubbly laughter that escapes you—only Malleus would take a small piece of information about you so far.

[starrysharks]

writing fun type cringe where characters say shit like 'oh my stars!' and 'the orbit of our friendship will never end!' is easy. writing edgy type cringe where characters say shit like 'the blood i want on my hands? whoever has my own blood on theirs, obviously.' and 'i may have dug up that body of yours, but i haven't spilled a drop of your blood... yet.' is the real challenge... it's hard being a #CRINGEWRITER.... tch.... you wouldn't get it....

[raybundo-blogs]

Update: I realized I could just screen shot my bullshit (again this is in reference to watching the RE LORE stream pt 1 with phisnom and pastra)

I both love and dread when creators like my comments. On the one hand, hell yeah, on the other hand, oh my god how embarrassing

[elementary-my-dear-daddy]

Born to write about Virgil spoiling sugar baby Logan forced to write about complex ancient civilizations

[winepresswrath]

please ms midorikawa drop the extra anecdote please please please. also yes the contrast is interesting! it's impossible not to feel for Matoba when he's out there making his little overtures even if he is a real dick about yokai and defaults to presenting as self-interested and calculating (different problems). it is so fun and juicy to me that as Natori became more of a friend/ally/person-who-sometimes-needs-protection midorikawa was like ok we need a new shady older man trying to lure natsume onto team terrible exorcist. for the narrative. and he should be somewhere in the neighborhood of the natori to natori's natsume and the darcy to natori's elizabeth. also for the narrative.

[j00stkl31n]

I gotta know if any of y’all are fellow animated and horror movie fans like me or if this fanbase has just a wide ass array of vibes from everyone X3

[illdothehotvoice]

Thinking about when I told my roommate I hyperfixate on Mario a lot and he was like "I didn't even know you COULD hyperfixate on Mario until I met you" fkdnfnfndndndnfjfekef

[boyfriendyke]

there r a lot of things about the myth of psyche and eros that makes me a little insane but one of them has always been the tasks from aphrodite and the unfairness of it. they're not intended to be possible. they're so obviously not meant to be possible, and psyche isn't fucking hercules, you know, she's not a demigod or whatever, she's mortal and these aren't mortal tasks!! it's why psyche has to be helped with each one, fucking by like ants and river gods and shit. and so like. idk. i know ppl see psyche and eros as like a story about love and shit which obviously it is but as a kid psyche and eros always felt like a story about being able to accept help

[shivunin]

🙤 Tropes Tier Tag 🙧

Tagged by @greypetrel (thank you for the note about Search Your Hands skafka) and @demandthedoodles to do this tiermaker. Thank you both! I loooove sorting things c: I would do this for hours if there were enough tropes.

*"Gnawing on it" is positive, just to be clear.

**I briefly considered putting amnesia fic in its own category, I love it so much (it's the grappling with what makes a character themselves on the most basic level, which parts of them are left behind if you take away the dialogue quirks and the mannerisms, what is left to identify if they are not themselves anymore?? it's theseus's ship but if you replaced all their memories with a blank slate instead. anyways i'm normal about it)

***I wish there was one that was "unhappy middle" because it's not the same as angst to me and I want the characters to really suffer before they make the slow climb back to happiness. (Bodahn voice: But that's just what I've heard on the road)

I was also thinking about the things I like to write vs the ones I'll read and I think there's an interesting overlap. If I had more time, I'd make this again for each and make a lil venn diagram. Ah well. Maybe later.

Tagging (no pressure): @scribbledquillz @heniareth @jtownnn @idolsgf @gaysebastianvael @star--nymph @layalu @palipunk @ndostairlyrium @daggerbean @gvnseylike @transprincecaspian and @brother-genitivi and YOU/comment if you want a tag and I'll add you c:

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

If the landlord doesn’t want me fishing around in their shower vent and cold air returns, then they shouldn’t make them stink like rotting garbage. You painted over the screws so they’re hard to open? Cool. I’ll drill holes into them and get them out with a power tool because the town next to me is having a citywide garage sale and I’m sure there’s some Ryobi in there at a decent price. Your vents are coming off motherfucker, and if I find anything I swear to fucking god I am going to have both your vents and your bank account cleaned out.

[thirdmagic]

it's really something that a freaking yandere game jam doesn't allow incest. as if yandere incest isnt a classic combination/trope from the beginning of time. like.......................................................................

[madegeeky]

Epic Free Game (til 27 Dec 2023, 10am ct)

Human Resource Machine is a puzzle game for nerds. In each level, your boss gives you a job. Automate it by programming your little office worker. If you succeed, you'll be promoted up to the next level for another year of work in the vast office building.

[musicrunsthroughmysoul]

This is one of several of Big Country's songs (one out of at least two on this album alone) that makes me feel insane. Exhibit A, these lyrics:

"I did no wrong, I will not fight It was not me, I will not run But I believe in what was done"