#self-lubrication

[bodega-catto]

I know Gojo was tweaking when they pulled these out

[briliantlymad]

I know we talk a lot about bunnywan. Rightfully so.

But what about bunnykin? Bunnykin is horny as hell, presenting himself to his master at every opportunity for a quick fuck. Hopping behind him where ever obiwan goes, with his long bunny ears flopping all over and his big eyes just pleading for attention. Obiwan has become very familiar with a shop in coruscant that's discrete about the kind of. . . Ehem. . . Supplies he buys to keep anakin sated. One time he special orders a carrot vibrator as a joke but anakin ends up liking it a lot because despite it's look it's actually really powerful and hits all the right spots.

He's very proud of his jumps during spars and he's most definitely stomping his feet when obiwan refuses to fuck him before a council meeting. So he turns himself into full bunny and refuses to come out of obiwans robes for the entire council session.

[materialsscienceandengineering]

An oil-free super-lubricant created from potato proteins could pave the way for sustainable engineering and biomedical applications, thanks to research led by the University of Leeds. The team says the groundbreaking aqueous material can achieve super lubricity or near zero friction by mimicking actions found in biology, such as the synovial fluids which articulate cartilage in human joints. Engineering an eco-friendly, efficient, and functional aqueous lubricant has eluded researchers until now. Many, if not most, aqueous lubricants use materials that are nearly exclusively derived from synthetic chemistry.

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[chucklechampion]

another thing that i like about t and its changes to my feet specifically is that ive noticed that when im doing a lot of physical activity (like thrashing and screaming and laughing lol) it makes my soles sweaty enough to make them a little slick which means the longer you tickle my feet the easier it becomes to do it

the more it tickles the more my body works against itself to make it worse, subconsciously prepping the perfect canvas for brushes……

[runawaydr3amerao3]

The Road to Hell(erism)

Loorrddd. Looooooorrrrrdddtttt. Lord have mercy.

Just came across a Heller post. On the For You feed, naturally. Wtf, Tumblr.

Anyway.

Big, pissy DNI wail, threats of blocking (stop, wait, come back... 🥱). Went to their blog to block them so I don't accidentally interact and hurt their very important feelings. Saw they'd reblogged another Heller post, so couldn't resist briefly peeking at the notes. The tags on the reblogs alone...

You fucking what. 😂

Bitch, your angel didn't show up until four seasons in. We built this fandom.

(Sorry, Cas, I don't actually dislike you. Some of your fans are just...)

Anyway, that's not the best part. The original poster, who was yelling about blocking and DNIs over our immoral, incestuous fantasies?

Six posts down:

[crehador]

omg your tag on the omega bundt pan post......

am i wrong??

not to say you can't prep an omega but to me that seems to me like it would be an optional, voluntary bit of foreplay. like something you do because you want to. tiktok op makes it sound like something unpleasant that they would rather forego which, with omegas, you probably can

meanwhile rawdogging some butter into the pan before baking a cake is probably much less negotiable

[ignifex]

yuwu vol 4 is crazy bc how am i less than a quarter in and it's already got sex pollen, fuck or die, And omega slick. meatbun pulling all the stops for this one

[mychlapci]

Tbh, I mostly like a/b/o for the societal implications

we have societal implications at home

[completely-real-rocklee]

I SLEEP WITH BOTH EYES OPEN BECAUSE TEMARI TOLD ME TO SLEEP WITH JUST THE ONE EYE OPEN AND I AM AN OVERACHIEVER

[damiemontclair]

the muse is giving such a hard time (no words have been written all day) I decided to try and get my piercing back in my ear since its laying on my desk... the page is still blank, I am still missing a piercing but now my ear hurts \o/

[moonyinpisces]

close relation of “he would not fucking say that” is “he would not fucking fuck like that” and often it only comes up as a finale of sorts, so either you give up on the sunk cost of having read almost the whole thing or you subject yourself to whatever this person is doing to your precious guys

i straight up stop reading like i have quite literally been 80k balls deep into a slow burn fic and then they get to the fucking and crowley pulls out the wicked self-assured incubus intentionally sexy moves and i close out. who wants to see that

[mintmatcha]

Mint! Do you have my more thought about Obi you'd like to share!? The people are dying to know 🎤🎤📸📸

taps the mic

dragonborn spit is extra viscous and slippery to protect their throat and mouth from their dragon breath abilities <3

[fantasyinallforms]

Thank you to @tolkienpinupcalendar for hosting this event!

I saw a piece of art that really spoke to me from Ewebean (I think) and I thought it would pair really well with today's prompt. This is the definition of the fuff-and-smut AO3 tag.

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Day 14- Bagginshield-Getting caught/revoked consent

The last person left the throne room, and the rulers of Erebor relaxed with a sigh. 

“That was agonizing. Let’s never do it again.” Thorin groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers. He felt soft hands pull the hair out of his face and kiss the side of his head. 

“We have another guild meeting tomorrow. With the silversmiths this time.” Bilbo reminded him sweetly. 

“And when are we supposed to find time for ourselves in all of this?” Thorin grumbled. 

“Around the time Fili is ready to take over as king, I believe.” It was said with humor, but Thorin wasn’t smiling or really paying attention at all. He was looking a little too closely at the way Bilbo’s vest hugged his curves and how the shirt he was wearing only just barely covered his collarbone. “Thorin, are you listening to me?” Thorin looked up dumbly at his consort. 

“I uh… no.” Thorin looked away sheepishly and coughed into his hand. His head snapped back immediately when he felt Bilbo’s weight settle on his lap. Bilbo was now straddling him on the throne, legs spread wide to fit around his thighs with a wicked grin. 

“And what, oh king, seems to have your attention?” Bilbo purred. As he spoke, he slowly started popping the buttons on his vest, never taking his eyes off Thorin. He took that as an invitation and grabbed the hobbit tightly, one hand on the back of his head with his fingers twisted into his curls and the other on his ass, sliding him forward to press them together. 

“Don’t say that like you aren't privy to how my eyes wander over you.” A hand still on the back of Bilbo’s head Thorin kissed down Bilbo's neck, sucking marks into his skin that he wanted others to see later. They were both hard and panting by the time he was done, and throwing caution to the wind, he divested Bilbo of most of his layers, leaving him only in the thin blue ambassadorial sash he wore over his regular attire. 

“You’re already so wet I don’t even think I have to prepare you.” Thorin stuck his center fingers as far into Bilbo as they could go and, as expected, met no resistance. Bilbo keened and tried to push down, which was Thorin's cue to give him something more satisfying to fuck himself on. He didn't bother taking off his clothes. He pulled himself out, lined up his cock, and sank into Bilbo's heat in one fell swoop causing his hobbit to throw his head back in ecstasy. It was stunning looking at Bilbo like this, especially when he was riding him. He looked effervescent, and If Thorin hadn’t spent the last two years by his side, he would have thought his perfections were conjured by his mind. There was nothing in this world that could make him worthy of such a treasure.

“You’re the most beautiful thing in Arda amral. I swear it on my life,” Thorin vowed as he let Bilbo use him for his pleasure, stroking his hands over his arms and chest. He wouldn’t let his hobbit have all the fun. He timed Bilbo's bounces and thrust into him hard. Bilbo yelped and fell forward onto his chest as he had hopped. He was soaking in the breathless moans that were now directly in his ear when the door to the chamber burst open, and in spilled half the company, Fili and Kili included. It caught both of them off guard, but Bilbo, in particular, startled badly. He curled into his chest as much as was possible in their current position. Thorin grabbed the furs he had draped over the arm of the throne and threw it around Bilbo’s shoulders to cover him before placing a protective hand over the back of his head. 

Thorin looked over his husband's shoulder to the interlopers, still stunned, a few steps past the door. 

“If I see any of you for the entire rest of this day, I will ship you off to play ambassador to the elven king for a fortnight. GET OUT!” With a flurry of curses and at least one gag that was probably Kili, they retreated and closed the door. Thorin turned his attention back to the hobbit burrowing into his chest. He smoothed back his hair. 

“They’re gone, my love. I thought that someone would at least knock before they came in.” Bilbo poked his head up. 

“Please tell me that did not just happen,” Bilbo pleaded. All Thorin could do was give him a sympathetic half-smile. “I’m not going to be able to look at them for a month.” He sat back up, and Thorin was suddenly very aware that he was still buried hilt deep in Bilbo’s tight heat. He snaked his hand around Bilbo’s waste to readjust and gave a little bounce. 

“Do you still want to continue?” Thorin asked hopefully. Bilbo shifted. 

“Please don't be upset, but no. I-I think the moment is over for me. Don’t worry, though. I’ll still make sure to finish you off. I wouldn't expect you to appreciate being left like this.” Bilbo sat up until they were no longer joined and wrapped his hand around his cock.

“Bilbo, stop,” Thorin said in a serious tone. The hobbit froze. “You don't need to do anything for me. If you want to stop, then we stop. You’re under no obligation to do anything else.” He helped Bilbo off the throne and carefully redressed him. Bilbo looked sheepish and nervous but let himself be tended to. 

“Are you sure you don't mind? I-I was the one that started all this after all and-” He halted Bilbo’s next words. 

“I don’t know who put these expectations in your mind, Amrâlimê, but you are not under any obligation to finish any coupling you start with me unless you want to. You already revoked consent, which is a perfectly respectable and reasonable thing to do. Please tell me you understand that?” He needed Bilbo to know that their lovemaking was never NEVER mandatory. He stood there searching those bright hazel eyes until he got a confirmation. He didn't know who put these ideals into his hobbit's mind, but he detested their existence. 

“Yes, I- thank you.” Bilbo's smile was genuine, and he relaxed at the sight of it. 

“I do have one favor to ask of you if you’re amenable?” Thorin asked, stretching his hand out For Bilbo to take. His love cocked his head in question. “Would you be ok with me holding you for a little while?” Bilbo took his hand and held it tight.

“Yes. I’d like that very much.” 

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[scentedluminarysoul]

And this, kids, is why lube is so important

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[bookwyrminspiration]

NO! are you trying to reinvent the kotlc food wars in the year of our lord and savior sophie elizabeth foster 2023. wait hang on what does elizabeth mean. okay there's a few different iterations as always with translation, but its got to do with god and oaths. fascinating. please don't drink motor oil, just eat peanut butter if you want the flavor