#sage speaks

[orchidbreezefc]

since i made an updated [chart of all mikes], i decided to also update my [guide] to notable individual mikes! we have more of them now, we understand some things better, and we understand other things even less than before. spoilers through let's say the end of season 16.

[our-bisexual-experience]

Y’know what? Shoutout to all the people in the LGBTQIA+ community that can’t be out of the closet because they would quite literally die if they were. Shoutout to them.

[sagethegremlin]

i stg this needs to STOP happening to balloon someone get this bitch some yoyleberries

[poolingkalamity]

When you forget to shower but damn does it smell so good though just hhhh girl musk got me acting unwise on myself...

[pandoras-box0]

|| : Title : 'golden touch'

|| : Characters : aged up! neteyam x metkayina! reader

|| : Contents Warnings : male!body worship; hand job, oral - male receiving; marking; switch! neteyam; fluff; kissing neteyam's gunshot scar; Metkayina warrior! neteyam; brief cum play; newly mated, honeymoon phase couple;

|| : Synopsis : as a newly mated pair, you and neteyam can't keep your hands off each other. what's better than body worshipping your man during fertility season?

Your lips trail down Neteyam's chiseled chest, leaving purple splotches in your wake. Neteyam's chest heaves, pulling air deeply into his lungs as your lips wander him.

You can feel his abdomen quiver under your hand, as it is sprawled out across his azure skin. The bioluminescent beauty marks lead you as you plant an open-mouth kiss anywhere you see a bright freckle.

You and Neteyam are a newly mated pair, and with the breath of fertility season in the air and your fresh union in your minds, the two of you cannot keep your hands to yourself. So when he comes back after a three-day hunting session, you can't help but jump his bones. Not that Neteyam minds any, he can't get enough of you either.

You giggle at the shake of Neteyam's abdomen as pleasure courses through him. You nibble along his pecs, leaving teasing bites across Neteyam's chest. His fangs are embedded into his lips at your wandering mouth that leaves open-mouthed kisses along his skin. Your warm hand rubbing along his cock.

"feels good, 'teyam?" You ask, greenish blue eyes peering down at your lover. Your thick, paddle-like tail sways with anticipation, as your ears pivot to drink up the male's noises. He lets out a shaky breath, and his eyes flutter as the sounds of your wet hand sliding along his dick bless his ears.

Neteyam hand cups your face, where he runs the pad of his thumb over your cheek. Your chin rests on his chest as your keen into his touch, your wrist still working along his lengthy, cock. Using the remnants of his last orgasm to work his cock in your wet grasp.

Your lips are a rosy color, indents of your teeth pressed into your bottom lip. All Neteyam can think about, is how good you look as you pleasure him. Curly hair in a disheveled, sexy mess. "Yes baby, it feels good." The words slip from him with a light, throaty groan, as you massage his cock in your palm.

His eyes convey just how you make him feel. The dilation of his pupil leaves nothing but the thinnest ring of amber, giving you a dangerously lustful (yet loving) gaze. His hand is heavy on the back of your head as he coaxes you to return your mouth to his chest.

Your ears lightly press into your skull as you look along Neteyam's skin. You kiss along every freckle he has, every scar. Every mark that litters his body, you kiss along. Neteyam watches through droopy eyes, as you press kisses along his flesh. Your tail swishes through the air softly, mind filled with your lover and how content you are, the comforting scent you put out permeates through the air and into Neteyam's lungs.

Neteyam's mouth is slightly open to inhale it deeper, waiting til his lungs ache to breathe you out. You kiss along his gunshot scar, a symbol of his hardship. Shudder crawls its way up the both of your spines as your lips make contact.

Your eyes skim across his dark blue skin, where they settle on his eyes. They hold a vulnerable, soft gaze. You never touched that scar outside from times like this, where you'd be leaving kisses along his skin, worshipping the man in his whole. Every part of him, including that part.

Sprawled out on top of Neteyam's body, pooling between his legs, you let go of his throbbing cock to hold yourself up. With the hand that you have on his chest, you reach up to hold his jaw.

You cradle his face in your hand, giving him a comforting touch. Your thumb tugs his bottom lip as you trace your fingers for the bioluminescent freckles on his chin. Your eyes ask if he's okay, eyes flickering to wear your lips are pressed.

You map him like the fishermen map the stars, holding him as gently as your body will allow. He can't help but kiss the heel of your hand, nodding as your eyes give him concern, love, and comfort. He's more than fine, he's never felt better.

You worm your way down, giving a few sporadic and soft kisses to his sternum before drawing further down. Your hand makes quick work of itself, reaching between your bodies to pick up Neteyam's neglected and drooling cock.

Neteyam lets out breathy groans as you pull away to spit on his cock and your fist. You rub along the tip of Neteyam's dick, coating him in the spit that you'd given him. Your tongue swirls along the stripes of Neteyam's abdomen, sucking hickeys onto his skin when you make contact again.

You pay extra attention to the brighter freckles of Neteyam's. The ones that sit around his belly button, just above his pelvis. Your tongue pressed into the brightest one, biting where you are kissing him.

Neteyam is grunting at the feeling of your wet, warm muscle licking along his skin. His grip on the back of your head tightens as you kiss so close to where he needs you. "Lo..lower, paskalin." He practically chokes on the words, as your hands speed up. Neteyam can't help but grow needy for you, grinding up into your hand.

His eyes flutter shut, long lashes kiss his cheeks as you leave open-mouth kisses along his dick. "Oh, Eywa," his hips gyrate, itching for more as you kiss along his blue shaft. You leave small hickies along his cock.

Your pink tongue peaks from behind your lips, as you tilt Neteyam's cock to lick across the bottom of it. Tongue pressed into a vein that dances along his member, before popping one of his squishy and swollen balls in your mouth. You give it a gentle suck, watching as Neteyam writhes underneath you. His large hand gripping your braided-out curls, a sigh leaving his lips. "Fuck, yawne,"

The noises Neteyam makes when you finally take his entire length down your throat are downright sinful. The feeling of your mouth on him, the feeling of your tongue massaging his cock, it's all so much for him. Neteyam's eyes squeeze out of pleasure. You run a comforting hand over his thighs, and when they open, they met your loving gaze. Neteyam can't get enough of you and your golden touch.

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|| : Author's notes : I couldn't help myself lmao, I'm not a fluff writer so I don't know if this is any good. @cinetrix thank you for creating the aged up neteyam art 🙏💙 they're masterpieces.

[fieldofsecretss]

Y/N: Ugh Draco I can’t do this stupid math...!

Draco: What’s the math problem?

Y/N: Well, we have to add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs and hope we won’t multiply.

Theo: Not gonna lie that was smooth as fuck..

*Draco still not getting it*

[witchesversuspatriarchy]

me XD

[secret-sageent]

Thinking about how, usually, the player calls Precinct 41 on day 1. Thinking about how this is probably when Jean learned about his amnesia. Thinking about how Kim said it took him about two days to get into Martinaise cuz of the roadblock. Thinking about how Jean and Judit get there on day 3. Thinking about how this implies that Jean literally dropped everything immediately to get to Martinaise to check on Harry. Thinking about how this shows that, even if he hides it well, he really fucking cares about Harry and worries about him and maybe even- *i get shot in the head and die*

[storytellerofuntoldlegends]

I will say that while I totally respect the cc's not wanting to do a lore heavy series, I do hope they know that fandom is gonna fandom and make lore out of it anyway, and that they don't feel like they have to do lore bc of that. We're just having fun in the sandbox that is fandom, mind your business SKSJDNDN

[sagesparrow394]

Just had a Wilbur supporter reblog a post of mine, so just a reminder Wilbur supports are not welcome around here!!! He’s an abuser, with allegations from multiple people, and he admitted to it. Friends who were closer to him than you ever will be dropped him, and it’s harmfully parasocial to believe you know him better than they do

And if you’re reblogging my posts about Charlie Slimecicle, here’s a reminder he publicly posted support for Shelby and is no longer friends with Wilbur

[orchidbreezefc]

i made a variant of [link: two cakes] to illustrate a related principle

[our-bisexual-experience]

Just wanted to take a minute to say Happy Asexual Awareness Week and Happy Intersex Awareness Week! I love y’all and I wish you a beautiful week!

[sagethegremlin]

smh these bitches are NEVER escaping the cycle of abuse

[torterragarden]

why is Vira's taunt against Katalina just straight up moaning 😭😭

[sagesolsticewrites]

so 👀 what would y’all think of a mechanic!Anto fic bc this show is giving me Thoughts 🫠

[xx-maemae-xx]

I got a Mae figure!!!!! I’ve been waiting to get her until I had some spare money and she happened to go on sale around the time I did so I bought her cute self. ​She’s quite tiny, but that just means she’s pocket sized; also, the figure is fairly detailed despite it’s size (coming from someone who’s read about the costume designers decisions with her character).