#so much fun to bring them back. i miss them :(

[salemrph]

Stay with me, Sylus

A/N: I just needed this moment after Magnum Opus. The yearning, the love, and the soft moment between Sylus and us... I can't get enough of it. So this is my little fantasy of how it should have ended.

Character: Sylus & Reader/MC/you

Genre: romantic, fluffy

Word count: 950 | Reading Time: 3 min | AO3

You walked Sylus to the door. This date was something you needed, even when you were tired and exhausted from the previous missions. Having Sylus around made you feel relaxed. Your new dynamic was heartwarming. And even if you didn’t quite understand why this man was so persistent about getting hiking gear, you were glad he used that excuse to come visit you.

Your back-and-forth, the way you both danced around the real matter, was something that might never change. The ironic way Sylus said:

"We’re dating now? Should I bring you roses next time?"

It made you smile, and of course, you didn’t miss a beat, asking for the roses with the most thorns.

You didn’t want him to leave. And he wasn’t in a rush, either. So he stayed, half in the corridor, half at your door. He keeps talking, stretching the moment to part. His words were coated in honey, filled with those promises he never made lightly. Because everything he had ever said he would do, he had kept his word.

Your heart flutters as if a thousand butterflies have taken flight, and you find yourself gripping the door frame without realizing it. 

“Are you just going to… stand there all day?” you asked. His red eyes flicked to you, amused. 

“I could camp here.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“I know.” He smirked, taking a slow step closer. “You always dance around the real question, though. It's charming.”

You exhaled sharply “Do you-” You hesitated, suddenly unable to finish the sentence.

Sylus tilted his head. Leaning in, placing one arm on the door frame. “Do I?” 

“You know.” You gestured vaguely, as if that would clarify anything. “Want to Stay over.”

The smirk twitched at the corner of his lips. “I suppose that depends.”

“On?”

“Whether the couch is still my designated territory, or if I’m being upgraded to… somewhere else.” His voice was teasing. 

Heat crept up your neck. You huffed. “Why do you say things like that?”

“Because it’s fun watching you try to untangle them.” He took another step closer. Too close now, the air between you shrinking, charged. “But if you’d rather be direct, just tell me where you want me.”

You opened your mouth, then closed it again, your entire brain short-circuiting at that choice of words. Sylus chuckled, clearly enjoying this too much.

“I-” You ran a hand through your hair, trying to find a way to say it without actually saying it. “You don’t have to sleep on the couch.”

Sylus hummed, pretending to consider. “So that means…”

You groaned. “It means you can sleep wherever you want.”

At that, something shifted, without warning he closed the distance entirely. Pulling you against him, one hand on your back and the other still on the door frame. The heat of him is impossible to ignore.

“Wherever I want?” he murmured. Your pulse stuttered. You don't want him to leave but the way he makes you blush so easily is annoying. He is so annoying. You swallowed, trying to steady yourself. 

“N- not anywhere, but if you’re so into camping, do it in the living room” you muttered, half angry. 

Sylus smirked. He definitely caught that hesitation.

His fingers brushed your lower back before suddenly pinching lightly at your side, making you hitch and instinctively press closer into him. The reaction was immediate, your body betraying you before your mind could catch up. You barely had time to swat at his hand before he stepped fully into your apartment again.

The door clicked shut behind him. His back rested against it as he tugged you into his arms again, dragging you effortlessly against his god-blessed body. The space between you vanished, replaced by the solid warmth of him, the way his breath fanned against your temple. Your fingers pressed against his chest, an attempt to put some distance between you, but the moment you tried to escape, his grip tightened. 

“Kitten,” he drawled, his lips dangerously close to your ear. “You were the one telling me I should be more direct and now you’re stumbling around?”

Your jaw clenched, your body betraying you even as you tried to resist giving him the satisfaction. The heat from him seeped into your skin, making it impossible to think clearly, to ignore the way your pulse stuttered against his touch. You swallowed hard, tilting your chin up in defiance, even though your face was already burning.

“It’s different when you do it.”

Sylus grinned, amused how you twist things in your favor. “Oh, I see.”

For a long moment, he didn’t move. He exhaled, his breath brushing against your cheek as he leaned in, close enough that his lips nearly grazed your skin. “You are making this difficult, sweetie,” he murmured. His breath  sends a shiver down your back. “Do you want me to push a little more?”

And then, just when you thought he might close the distance, just when your pulse spiked up, just when your fingers curled slightly against his chest, he pulled back.

"Say it."

You clicked your tongue, the spell breaking, pulling you back just enough to remember who you were dealing with.

“Fine…” you muttered, lowering your head for a brief moment, biting your lip. It’s only fair, you told yourself, trying to ignore how your heart pounded against your ribs. Slowly, you looked up again, your gaze locking with his, losing yourself in his eyes.

“Sylus…” The word lingered between you, a breath, a confession.

"You can sleep in my bed…"

The word left your lips like a surrender, and his expression shifted. Something that told you he wasn’t planning on letting you get much sleep tonight.

[melanchoire]

hey bae, i spent all day thinking about Chaewon in that damn tight dress in le sserafim fan meeting AAHGAJGEJGARJHAR 😭😭😭😭 could you do her coming home late at night and seeing reader being so sad laying in the couch so to light up her girlfriend she would give a dry humping to softdom gp! reader till the edge?

i think anon was talking about THIS chaewon

chaewon being a complete tease by wearing that dress because she knows she looks amazing in it 😩 of course anyone would be more than confident in wearing a piece of clothing they love and simultaneously looking completely hot in it, but she was more than making the most of the situation… qnd it was noticeable! she was practically seducing the cameras, acting pretty in front of them and the fans, seeming to flirt with everyone

arriving home after the first week of promotions for her group’s new album, chaewon was more than happy! although she was somewhat exhausted because the day had been long and was aware that the next few days would be hectic in terms of promotions and agendas, she loved her job and being able to interact with her fans was something she appreciated so much

but noticing that you're on the couch in the living room, looking at her with big eyes and begging her with your eyes to join you on the couch :( chaewon doesn’t need words to understand that you missed her a lot and you’re a little sad because when her promotions start it means she will be away from home or very little time with you for long weeks or even months, something that hit you with the force of a truck because she used to spend a large part of the day away from home and you missed her too much 💔

so chaewon opts to join you on the couch, climbing into your lap and greeting you sweetly as she plants a kiss on your lips, massaging your shoulders and talking to you casually as if it wasn’t that her ass was positioned on your lap in a way that your cock was pressing against it 😇

also chaewon pretending to be completely oblivious to the way the dress rides up her thighs as she sits on you, arranging the fabric over her shoulders and cleavage, pretending not to notice how your eyes were on her the whole time because yes! she was trying to drive you crazy on purpose 😊 early in the morning before leaving home to start group promotions for her recent comeback, she let you know that she would be leaving and coming back late. since it was too early, you were still a bit sleepy and had trouble opening your eyes, but when you saw her standing in the doorway in that dress, waiting for your answer, your eyes opened at the speed of light 🥰

until chaewon catches your attention and moves on your lap, this time it was a more honest action, but you were becoming so vulnerable that you couldn’t help but moan when she accidentally ground herself against your cock 😥 so she has to take this to her advantage 💕

dry humping with chaewon 😵‍💫 she was loving holding your face in her hands, kissing you and smiling against your lips every time you whimpered against her mouth, all thanks to her grinding her clothed pussy against your hard cock against your pants 🫠 she doesn’t even seem to mind when you unconsciously bring your hands to her hips to try to ”guide” her when your input here was in vain because she was the one doing all the work here

and if you let me tell you, chaewon was also starting to feel needy 🙌🏻 she might love teasing and provoking you like this, but little by little she was matching your level of need

ALTHOUGH she loves to boss you around and order you around, so this means she would use all her willpower to be strong and fight to maintain a tough image in front of you, all this just so he can keep making fun of you while she continues to grind against you

until you cum in your pants 😭 chaewon noticing it by the way your hips contracted beneath her, going from moving up to meet her hips to pressing down against the mattress and stuttering a little… of course she makes fun of you for that too 😥 grinning amusedly when you’re quick to try to cover your blushing face with your hands, grabbing your wrists and making you take your palms off your face because she wants to see the messed up state you’re in

but she’s not all bad! when she gets up from your lap and starts hiking your dress over her hips, you know it’d your cue to take off your pants because you’re more than guaranteed a good ride tonight

[4doras]

QUIET COMPLAINTS ౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆

refusing to braid leehan’s hair isn’t an easy job ⊹♡

genre. fluff, est. relationship

wc. 0.4k

req. “hi there!! ive been enjoying your bnd fics so much <3 can i req for leehan being sulky! hehehe BECAUSEEE have you seen the latest whatdoor episode where he got so gets all sulky and upset when woonhak eliminated him T—T it was so dramatically cute 😞”

a/n. thank you anon!! (⌒▽⌒)♡ i had soooo much fun writing this 💕also i’m so sorry that this is SO short ㅠㅠ

you were scrolling on your phone when leehan started snuggling into your body, wiggling himself between your legs. he snuck his arms beneath your body, wrapping them around your waist, slowly hugging you tighter, and tighter.

he propped his head up on your chest, looking at you with the shiniest puppy eyes. “babe,” he whined, clinging onto you like a koala. “didn’t you say you’d braid my hair if i grew it out?”

it was true that you had said that, and you meant it. you had been waiting ages for leehan’s hair to grow long enough to braid and style into cute hairstyles, but after a long day at work, you just weren’t in the mood.

“i did… but i’m not really in the mood, han.” you smiled, softly stroking his head. “please? i grew it out for you, y/n.” he sulked, resting his cheek on your shoulder. “i’m tired, baby. i’ll braid it tomorrow, okay?” you compensated for his missing braid with a gentle kiss on his forehead.

but that wasn’t good enough for leehan.

“fine…” despite his words, it was obvious it wasn’t actually fine. with an exaggerated huff, he rolled off of you and flopped onto the space beside you. grabbing his side of the blanket, he pulled it over himself, cocooning his body as he turned his back to you.

“baby, you’re taking it that serious?” his arms were folded and he hugged a pillow, scooting closer to the end of the bed. silence. “han, i told you i’d braid it tomorrow!” you shook his shoulder, trying to get a response out of him. again, silence. “leehan…”

“oh, y/n doesn’t love me anymore, our relationship ends here.” he sighs dreamily. “what do i do…” he fakes a cry, folding his legs up to his chest.

you knew you had to do something before he continued his dramatic monologue.

stretching your arm over, you pulled your arm over to turn him over. “you’re such a baby.” you sat up, bringing him up with you. “sit nicely, han.” leehan sat cross-legged in front of you.

with a pleased little hum, he tilted his head back to look at you. “you better make it nice,” he murmured, a teasing lilt in his voice.

you couldn’t help the small smile tugging at your lips as you ran your fingers through his hair. it was soft, strands slipping easily between your fingertips.

“you better not knot my hair!” he warned. “uh-huh. now sit still.” if anything, his squirming would knot his hair.

he sighed but did as told, letting you work in peace.

finally, you finished the braid and secured it before admiring your work. “okay, done.” you clapped your hands, smiling at the two cute braids you made.

he immediately twisted around to face you, eyes bright with curiosity. “how do i look?”

you pretended to examine him with a serious expression. “super cute,” you giggled, “the cutest boy ever.”

[yoshhii]

HUSBAND HEADCANONS— mha

𓉸ྀི it’s been a while since i last watched mha so sorry if i miss anyone!

⋆₊ ♱ Bubbly Husband

— wakes you up every morning with a big smile and a cheerful “good morning, love!”

— plans fun dates, even if it’s just a picnic in the living room with fairy lights and your favorite snacks

— will randomly spin you around in the kitchen while you’re cooking together

— talks a lot and sometimes doesn’t realize he’s rambling, but his excitement is contagious

— always hypes you up, whether you’re trying a new outfit or just doing chores, “just look at you! you’re amazing!”

— sends you cute texts throughout the day, usually with tons of emojis

— tends to be over-the-top affectionate, constantly hugging, kissing your cheek, or playing with your hands

mirio, midoriya, kirishima, sero, inasa, present mic

⋆₊ ♱ Calm Husband

— he’s type to wake up before you and just lay there, watching you with a soft smile before gently kissing your forehead

— his presence is comforting. no matter what kind of day you’ve had, he makes it better just by being there

— he may not be overly affectionate, but he’ll let you hold on to his arm when you’re out together

— he is a listener and prefers if you did all the talking, however he doesn’t mind going into a detailed explanation if you were to ask him something (sometimes though)

— loves quiet nights in, wether it’s reading together, watching a movie, or just sitting in comfortable silence

— rarely raises his voice, but when he does, it’s always to protect you

— when you’re upset, he doesn’t overwhelm you with words, he just pulls you into his arms and lets you vent or cry if you need to

— the type to buy you something useful instead of flowers, like a weighted blanket because he noticed you sleep better with one, but doesn’t mind buying them if you asked

— when he’s tired, he’ll just wrap an arm around you and bury his face in your neck

— the kind of guy who remembers all the small details about you and surprises you with things he knows you’ll love

Iida, todoroki, tokoyami, kurogiri, kai chisaki (overhaul), mr. compress

⋆₊ ♱ Flirty Husband

— never stops flirting with you, even after years of marriage, “marrying me was the best decision of your life, wasn’t it, sweetheart?”

— calls you pet names all the time: darling, babe, love, gorgeous, even embarrassing ones just to see you blush

— loves teasing you, whether it’s playful remarks or sneaky touches when no one’s looking

— whispers things in your ear just to see you get flustered in public

— will always show at least some form of pda, wether it’s holding your hand, kissing you, or wrapping an arm around you

— absolutely loves winking at you from across the room, does this at least twice a day

— somehow always finds a way to make even the most mundane conversations into something suggestive

— if you’re on the phone with him, he’ll say something flirty right before hanging up just to leave you blushing

— serenades you dramatically, even in public, and does not care if people stare, they’re just strangers and it’s not like you’re going to see them again anyways

— will absolutely say, “well, well, well, if it isn’t my stunning spouse,” every time you walk into the room

— loves pulling you close when you’re talking and staring at you like you’re the most captivating thing in the world

denki, hawks, dabi, twice

⋆₊ ♱ Tsundere Husband

— acts like he doesn’t care but will do the most thoughtful things for you behind your back

— complains about your clinginess but lowkey gets annoyed when you’re not giving him attention

— when you’re sad, he won’t say much, but he’ll bring you your favorite snack and just sit next to you, subtly nudging you to lean on him

— gets embarrassed when you’re affectionate in public but secretly loves it when you hold onto his sleeve or hand

— loves bickering with you over dumb things, your annoyed expression is adorable to him

— the type to “not care” when you ask for cuddles but pulls you closer when you try to move away

— “tch, why’d you forget your jacket? here, just take mine. it’s not like i care if you get sick or anything”

— gets flustered when you initiate affection but secretly lives for it

— huffs and pouts when you call him cute but gets mad if you stop

— the kind of husband who says “you’re so annoying” but will physically fight anyone who upsets you

— hates pda, but if he sees another guy looking at you for too long, he’ll suddenly be all over you

bakugo, monoma, + whoever you think fits

⋆₊ ♱ Introvert Husband

— prefers staying home with you rather than going out—his ideal date is ordering takeout and watching a movie under a blanket

— doesn’t talk much, but when he does, it’s always meaningful, he’s a deep thinker and values quality conversations over small talk

— will listen to you for hours even if he doesn’t respond much, he just loves hearing your voice

— social gatherings drain him quickly, so you often end up leaving early or finding a quiet corner to sit together

— shows his love through quiet acts of service, making your favorite breakfast, keeping your favorite blanket folded near the couch, or fixing something in the house without you asking

— loves subtle affection, he won’t initiate PDA often, but he will casually lace his fingers with yours when no one’s looking

— if you’re an extrovert, he’ll sit back and let you talk to everyone, only chiming in when necessary, if you’re also an introvert, he’s perfectly content existing in peaceful silence with you

— gets flustered if you compliment him too much but secretly loves it

— sometimes needs alone time to recharge but always reassures you it’s not because of you (it’s just how he is)

— prefers texting over phone calls and will send you a simple “i love you” text instead of a long, dramatic speech

shoji, shinso, tamaki, aizawa, shigaraki (except he’s careful with his fingers)

[fathermothwrites]

Why don’t you let us help.. (ii x vess x muse)

This is not proofread so i apologize. My first formal attempt at writing a fic. All for my bestie @emptypringlescanister 😫♥️

THIS IS NSFW SO MINORS DNI

It had been a long week, a long month really. Work was hectic as all hell, and working with the public was never easy. Your body ached and your mind was well passed tired. So the grueling hours on top of the recent lack of sleep. It was all starting to pile up to say the least.

The biggest cherry on top of the shit pile however, was that the guy you’ve been ‘seeing’ turned out to be horrible in the bedroom. You weren’t superficial enough to fully give up on him. But it was disappointing, if you wanted to take care of yourself after every shag you would have just gotten a new toy. But he was sweet, he held the door and never pressured you into anything.

In this day and age that was hard to come by. Or at least that’s what you told your roommates. The two men sitting on the couch faces alight with amusement. They encouraged you to do whatever made you happy. Well vessel did ii however was much more forthcoming with his opinion.

“I think you should dump the poor idiot. It’s not that hard to navigate between a woman’s legs” he spoke the words confidently, that same smug smirk he always wore when he thought he was right. Vessel stifled back a laugh and slapped ii’s chest. “Alright mate, maybe he’s just inexperienced or something. Not everyone is a ladykiller” trying to make any excuse to try and lessen the embarrassment on your part.

But their words were stuck deep in your mind. After another long week of finishing on your own fingers. Your mind started to drift from your former muse, instead being lead directly to the bright eyes of the shorter of your two roommates. His sly smile and wide shoulders. The way he seemed so confident in his words. I mean sure you’d heard him bring women home. You’d never made noises quite that loud before. But the women seemed to fully enjoy it.

Night after night you found yourself whining his name into your pillow. Writing under your own touch doing all you could to satisfy that insatiable ache. Vessel found his way into those thoughts eventually. Especially when you could hear him through your shared wall. Playing his keyboard or spread out on the couch writing. You were starting to think maybe you just needed a good lay.

That your hormones were getting the best of you. Never having thought of these two men in that way before. Not that they were unattractive. It was just an unspoken rule, maybe that’s why the taboo got you all hot and bothered. However you weren’t the only one acutely aware of your situation. Both men had noticed how tightly wound you had been.

Confining yourself to your room. Rarely outside of your pajamas on your days off. The way you couldn’t seem to hold conversation let alone eye contact with either of them. So it was a surprise when you came home one night to an empty house. A messily wrapped box on the counter. The rectangular box peaking out of the paper in some spots.

A messily written note laid beside it on the countertop. Etched In red pen on a spare piece of printer paper. No doubt of ii’s doing.

“obviously the bloke won’t shag you right. Dump him and use this for a few hours, we miss our fun Rachel”

The words made your cheeks flush. Reading it over a few times, before you built up the courage to open the package. Your jaw falling slack when your eyes landed on the wand. The large white device was no doubt one of the expensive ones. It came with a plug in cord, because in ii’s mind it was more powerful that way. Couldn’t have it dying on you, not when your sanity seemed to be at stake.

It was almost embarrassing how quickly you discarded the box. Running off to your room, the device definitely relieving a good bit of your stress. By the time you finished your little play session. It was well into the early morning. You had just drifted off as the sound of the front door opening woke you. Rubbing at your eyes as you heard the two going to their respective rooms. A sudden wave of embarrassment taking hold of you.

His little gift definitely helped, but not in the way he hoped. Especially now with this new layer of shame. So when you continued to hide away. ii grew impatient, thinking that maybe that wasn’t enough. It took a little convincing. But he soon got vessel on his side. Deciding to make a plan to force you to hang out with them. He could only fix this problem if he could at least get you to sit and speak to them.

So ii sent a message in the shared group chat. Telling you that you were going to participate in movie night. or they were dragging you out of your room by force. Of course it was playful but there was definitely something about the way he said it. Like he had much more in mind for you. You let your mind run wild with possibilities for the rest of your shift. Time seeming to only drag now that you had plans.

Soon thought you were pulling into the driveway. Your hands shaking slightly at the sudden rush of adrenaline. Pushing your key into the door. You were greeted with a dim lit room. The smell of pizza and beer filling your nostrils. Closing the door behind you, ii instantly got to his feet. Making his way through the living room to greet you. “Long time no see stranger, here you sip this I’m gonna have ves pick the movie” he spoke smoothly. Clearly having nursed his own drink or two.

Holding the chilled bottle you followed him into the living room. A palate made of blankets and pillows covered the area between the two couches. Essentially blocking you in, taking a sip from your beer as your eyes landed on vessel. Laid out on the couch in a sweatshirt and shorts. Hair messy under the hood as he gazed up at you with an attentive smile. “Ah almost forgot your pretty face ya’ been gone so long” he mused and chuckled.

Motioning for you to sit wherever you wanted. The two men sharing a momentary look between them. Watching as you settled down onto the floor pallet. Vessel had some horror movie pulled up, explaining his choice to you. Though you were far too busy wondering exactly where this night was going. ii soon joined the both of you. Handing you a plate of random food things they’d picked up. You couldn’t deny it did feel good to be doted on. But it didn’t help your wandering mind, especially when they both moved to sit beside you.

Their towering frames making you feel much smaller than you were used to. Nervously staring at the screen as the movie started. Vessel stealing a cookie from your plate. “Eat something love, especially if you’re drinking. Can’t have you passing out on us so early” he teased his eyes never leaving the screen. A satisfied hum leaving his lips as you immediately began to nervously eat.

The entirety of the movie the two men seemed to be passing you back and forth. Vessel brushing your hair back, ii draping his arm over the couch behind you. Sharing glances between each other every time you seemed to stiffen up at their actions. As the first movie ended vessel handed the remote to you. “Pick something you don’t mind not paying attention to” he spoke and sat up. Grabbing the empty bottles and your plate.

Leaving you alone with two as he cleaned up a bit. ii chuckled seeing your wide eyed expression. “Don’t worry, we aren’t going to bite. Well not unless you ask me to of course” his words fell from his lips in a soothing tone. Gently rubbing your back, chuckling as your hands fumbled to find some random movie. “Don’t be so nervous it’s just us dove, we won’t give you anything you can’t handle yeah?” He added taking the remote from your hands.

Smiling down at you as he sat up. Brushing some of your hair behind your ear. “You look so shocked, you know you shouldn’t be. The walls in this house are rather thin. And my name sounds far too beautiful falling from these lips, I fancy hearin’ it for myself” he spoke his eyes locked on yours. Moving his hand to brush your cheek before settling his thumb on your lips.

Just in time for vessel to return taking his place at your side. A smirk playing on his lips seeing the way ii had you practically drooling already. “It seems the present ii was so kind to get you. Didn’t exactly fix our predicament. So maybe being properly fucked will hm?” Vessel hummed his fingers tracing over your neck. Circling your shoulder before cupping your jaw. Turning you to look up at him. “Would you like that? For us to fuck you darling” his words were a dangerously low whisper. Eyes tracing over your features for any sign of resistance.

You shook your head and ii chuckled. Leaning in to speak directly into your ear. “Oh you’re a big girl use your words baby” he urged warm lips brushing the shell of your ear. Your body flushed, melting into their touch. “.. yes, please” The words fell from your lips before you could stop them. You meant each word, but the logical part of you screamed to tell them that this was a bad idea. But flush between their bodies you could do little with your critical thinking.

A satisfied hum left both of their lips. Leaning toward you, only to meet each others lips instead of yours. Vessel cradled ii’s jaw, capturing the smaller man in a slow sensual kiss. Only pulling away after they were both out of breath, Ii immediately attaching his lips to yours. Stealing your breath with his heated kiss. Vessel busting himself with kissing your neck. Sucking soft purple marks into the flesh. ii swallowing each moan as they fell from your lips to his.

“Good girl so responsive for us” vessel mused against your skin. ii allowed his hands to roam the expanse of your back. Snaking his hand up to tangle in your hair. Separating the kiss as he pulled the strands. Vessel wasting no time in replacing ii’s lips with his own. Smiling against your warm skin. Slipping his tongue past your puffy lips. A groan left ii’s lips at the sight. “God you look so perfect like this baby” his words were laced with lust. The gravel of it evident in his tone.

“Let vessel take care of you, I’ll be right back princess” he spoke, his words barely processing before he stood. Vessel keeping you entirely entranced as his hand caressed your breast. Kneading it as he hummed against your lips. His thumb brushing over your clothed nipple. Feeling it pebble under his touch. His teeth gently biting at your lip. Pulling away for a moment to watch you. Wide eyes darkened with lust. “Such a good girl.. feels good yeah?”

Your mind fell blank when his hand trailed down your torso. Settling between your spread legs. Rubbing slow circles over your clothed heat. “I can’t wait to fuck this tight little cunt” voice just above a whisper as he watched your expression. Lip tucked between his teeth as he coaxed wanton moans from your lips. ii returned after a few agonizing minutes. “I’ve got her nice and warmed up for you mate” vessel spoke up to the man before him.

Craning his neck to kiss his friend as ii bent to thank him. “Perfect, your reward is getting to be the first to make her cum” he spoke against vessel’s lips. The taller man groaned at ii’s words. Taking the toy ii had retrieved from his hands. Moving to plug in the wand. ii held his hand out for you “up you go princess, let’s get you out of these clothes yeah?” His fingers brushed the hem of your shirt. Waiting until you gave him consent. But the moment he had it he was practically ripping the fabric from your body.

Capturing your lips with his once again. Before pulling you into him. Turning you around before settling back onto the padded floor. Sitting you between his legs hooking your thighs over his muscular legs. Spreading you bare, raising his eyebrows at the creak your poor hips made at the extension. “I didn’t break you yet did I doll?” He asked looking down at you from over his shoulder. Your flushed face gave away that you were okay and he quickly let it go. Vessel returning just in time to settle between your legs. Smiling down at you like a mad man.

Taking in your fully bare form, both of them were straining against their clothes. So hard it almost hurt. “Go ahead vess, the faster you get her off the faster we can finally fuck her” ii urged and vessel nodded eagerly. Turning the wand on he leaned forward. ii settling you back against him. Holding your throat in one hand as the other moved down to spread you better. Vessel pressing the toy directly to your clit. His attention fully on the way your body responded. “Yeah? S’that good love?” Your frantic head shaking assuring him that he was doing perfect.

His cheeks flushed, practically drooling as he watched you. ii smirked at the taller man, “look what you’ve done Rachel, you’ve made our boy stupid for your cunt” his words only made vessel blush deeper. “He’s practically drooling, I think he deserved to cum soon yeah? Why don’t you go ahead and let go for us” his words made your head dizzy. Vessel turned the wand up to its highest setting. Watching you with pure excitement in his gaze. You didn’t last much longer. Overwhelmed with all of the attention.

The moment you tipped over the edge. They were practically all over you. Vessel kissing you deeply. Drool covering both of your lips by the end of it. ii carefully urging you forward, until you were perfectly on your hands and knees. Vessel breaking the kiss to eagerly undress himself. ii’s hands roaming over your hips. Watching as your cunt clenched around nothing. “Fuck… please tell me you’re ready, I don’t know how much longer I can wait.” ii’s voice was desperate. His touch gentle but his thoughts were far from it. When you eagerly begged to be taken they both hissed in desperate relief.

ii pulling himself free of his clothes, stroking his cock slowly as he pulled vessel closer. “Go ahead and show vessel how good of a cock sucker you are baby” his words were soon followed with a gasp from vessel. The smaller man holding his throat tightly as he leaned in to kiss him. Groaning against his lips with every stroke of his own hand. But when vessel shook with a wave of pleasure he pulled away. Watching as you took the man into your mouth. His jaw falling slack at the sight. Stroking himself once more before lining up with your wet entrance.

Pushing in slowly, he hissed at the way you gripped him. His head was practically spinning already. Hands moving from vessel to grip your hips. As vessels tangled in your hair. “F-fuck oh my god” vessel practically whimpered his thighs shaking. Trying desperately to take in everything. Gaze shifting from your lips around him to the way ii bottomed out inside of you. ii gave you a moment to adjust before he started to rock his hips. A string of curses and pants leaving his lips at the feeling of your warm cunt.

“Such a good little thing for us, we just might have to keep you yeah?” He spoke earning an eager nod from vessel. A wide smile on his lips as he could already feel himself getting close. “Fuck you feel so good, made just for our cocks..” ii groaned

Bringing his hand down to slap the flesh of your ass. Hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise as he quickened his pace. The both of you were amused when vessel shook and whined. Exclaiming just how close he was. “Fuck.. can I, can I cum in your mouth baby” his words were broken with panting breaths. Staring down at you like you hung the stars. Before letting out a shaking groan, hands tightening in your hair.

Finishing in the warmth of your mouth. Pulling you off of him with a pop. His sensitive cock starting to slowly soften. As he leaned down to kiss you hungrily. “Fuck, thank you.. such a good girl. Made me feel so fucking good” he breathed out as he pulled away. Pressing his forehead against yours. the motion on ii’s hips bumping your heads together making him chuckle. “Does he feel good baby, I know I love watching it” he spoke in awe of the sight before him.

ii smirked at the sight of you two. His thrusts becoming more erratic. “Getting close princess… ves.. get the wand” his grunts interrupting each word as his hips met your ass. Sure to leave bruises in their wake. Vessel did as told turning on the wand once again. “Can you spread that pretty cunt for me baby?” He spoke softly against your cheek. Waiting until you are ready to press the vibratory to your swollen clit. ii groaned at the way you squeezed around him. Moving his hands from your hips to lace them together under your chin. Holding you up so vessel could access you better.

“Good.. fucking.. girl” ii panted feeling you throb around him with each thrust. The room was filled with the wet sounds of your body and the low buzz of the toy. Vessel’s quiet pants muffled by the sound of ii’s desperate cries. Clenching his teeth as he felt the pressure within him ready to break. “I’m gonna cum baby, make you all mine.” He gasped watching the way you shook below him. Coming undone around him. Griping him as you rode out your high. “Yeah you deserve my cum don’t you, been such a good fucking girl.. ahh fuckkk” his voice cracked as he thrusted deep inside of you.

Doubling over as he allowed his orgasm to wash over him. Biting down onto your shoulder to keep himself from yelling. Vessel kept the vibrator on you until he was sure you were both done. Smiling widely as you both relaxed. ii carefully pulling out before pulling you to lay against his chest. Vessel moving to sit on the other side of you both. “Well, that was certainly a lot of fun, hopefully you have fully given up on that bloke now” ii spoke and chuckled kissing the side of your head.

“Why don’t I run us all a bath yeah?” Vessel spoke brushing your hair away from your face. “You look pretty fucked out right about now” he teased and pecked your lips. “Hopefully something we will see a hell of a lot more often” ii mused and smiled at the both of you. “Agreed” you breathed out voice barely above a whisper.

[presleyslilbaby]

can you make a cg Elvis from the 50's making lunch for the reader but she wants to eat his lunch instead and she has a favorite blanket instead of a stuffed animal? 🥺

~Lunch Time~

(50's!CG!Elvis X Little!Reader)

(Hello! Thank you for requesting! Even though it's a bit short, I had a lot of fun writing this, and I hope you like it!)

"Alright, li'l Bit," Elvis had started, resting his hands on his hips as he looked down at you who had currently been playing with your toys. "What'chu want for lunch, hm?" With your pacifier tucked tightly between your lips, you began to bounce in excitement before replying with a muffled, "Noodles!" He chuckled, shaking his head before kneeling down to your level. "Now that don't tell me much 'bout what ya' want, Honey! What kind o' noodles?" You thought for a moment before bouncing again, throwing your arms above your head happily, your beloved pastel Green blankie still clutched in your hand. "Wif cheese!" You exclaimed. "With cheese? Alrighty, then. It's settled. Mac n' cheese for my li'l Sweetheart." Elvis said, rising to his feet and giving your head a loving little pat. "But first, you gotta clean up your toys, li'l Miss." A pout made its way to your lips despite being securely wrapped around your pacifier, crossing your arms dramatically over your chest. "No wanna. No clean." "Aww, but ya' gotta clean, Y/n. Look at all this mess," He gestured to all of your scattered toys, his hands settling right back on his hips. "Li'l Girl, I ain't takin' no for an answer. You clean your toys up, or Daddy picks your lunch instead." Upon hearing his threat, you released a loud and rather dramatic groan before begrudgingly cleaning up your toys just as he asked you to. Why did you have to clean up your toys if you were going to play with them later anyways? It never made sense to you.

As you very slowly picked up your toys and put them back in the toy box, Elvis was in the kitchen making you your lunch. But one mistake that you made was thinking that he hadn't been paying attention. And so, you pulled out more toys to play with, plopping yourself back on the floor. "Y/n. Put those toys back." Elvis called to you, causing you to huff. How did he always know if he wasn't actively watching you?

What felt like hours had passed before you were finally finished picking up all of your toys to put them away, waddling your way to the kitchen where Elvis was plating yours and his food. "Wash your hands, Baby." He said after offering a kind smile, bringing your foods to the dining room table. Feeling a little bit too impatient to wait, you washed your hands up as fast as you could, barely even drying them off much before rushing out to the dining room and climbing in your chair. Noticing that you still had your pacifier in your mouth, he held his hand out in a wordless request that you give it to him. Acting reluctant at first, you gave him your pacifier, though you snuggled your blankie to show that he wouldn't be able to separate you from its warmth. He chuckled. "It's okay, Baby. I ain't gon' take your blankie." He reassured, sliding you your food. "Cheesy noodle! Cheesy noodle!" You chanted excitedly before starting to tuck in, your mouth already becoming coated in the cheesy goodness of your lunch.

However, something caught your attention. Elvis was eating a hamburger. And you wanted it real bad. Leaning over, you opened your mouth as big as you could to take a bite of his burger. But before your teeth could sink into the bread, he pulled it away from you. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! What'cha think you're doin' li'l Girl?? That ain't your burger!" You pouted, reaching your hand out in attempts to grab his food. "Want! Want hammy-buwgew!" You exclaimed, wiggling your legs in effort as you tried your hardest to reach for the hamburger. Elvis shook his head as he gently pushed your arm away, swallowing the food that was in his mouth. "Honeypie, you got your mac 'n cheese." He said. "No wants it no more! Want hammy-buwguw!" You replied. "No, Sweetheart. That's Daddy's food. You eat yours like a good Girl, 'kay?" "No!" he sighed, pushing his plate away before turning towards you fully, hands resting on your shoulders. "If you eat your food and not Daddy's, I'll get ya' a cookie." Ah. Bribery. Your eyes widened at the deal, your lips parting as you considered it. "I getted a cookies?" You asked. "Only if you eat your mac n' cheese." He said. Without much hesitation, you nodded, grabbing your utensil to resume eating your lunch. "Otay! I no eateds Daddy's food!" Smiling, Elvis pat your head. "That's my Girl."

Finally, his hamburger was safe.

[pushing500]

The Jones boys aren't about to leave their little girl behind. They still have so much to teach her, and Ivy loves them too much to let them go anywhere without her.

Alright, that's three down (3 ½ if we include Henry the flesh whip), and two to go! For the second-to-last time, an introduction to our options:

Why should we bring Tokori?

- He has an expertise in first aid, which will likely be an essential skill in setting up a new colony

- If his medical skill doesn't work, he can also raise the dead (nine more times, at least. Then he's out of fingers to sacrifice.)

- He's got a detoxifier lung and a detoxifier kidney, which could both be useful for dealing with pollution in our new colony

- We only just met him, so it will be a good opportunity to get to know him more

- He's a delight to draw and still has both his natural eyes so I can have fun drawing them

Why should we leave Tokori behind?

- We only just met him, so we wouldn't miss him as much as some of the others

- Mechi is an accomplished doctor, even if it isn't his expertise

- He would be sad if we didn't get plumbing and a bathtub set up ASAP

- Addiction to coffee in more than one person may be difficult to keep in check while we set up a new colony

- Seeing the same face drawn over and over again will surely become tedious eventually, right?

Why should we bring Lansa?

- He's still getting used to being alive and needs someone responsible to keep an eye on him

- He's got untapped psycaster potential that we still need to explore

- He is the only Jones boy NOT addicted to coffee so we don't have to facilitate that in a new colony

- He's a delight to draw

Why should we leave Lansa behind?

- He's grumpy and rude and dislikes most of the other colonists already

- He hasn't been alive in this colony for very long so we won't miss him as much as some of the others

- His bionic eyes are less fun to draw than they could be

- Seeing the same face drawn over and over again will surely become tedious eventually, right?

Why should we bring Alistair?

- Just look at him

- Mechi made Alistair with his own two hands, meaning Alistair is probably the closest to a biological son he’ll ever have

- We haven’t seen Alistair wake up yet, there’s still so much to experience

- LOOK AT HIM

- He’s very good at making bionics and enabling Mechi’s transhumanist lifestyle

- He’s a delight to draw

Why should we leave Alistair behind?

- He hasn’t awakened yet so there’s not actually any personality to be attached to

- He hasn’t awakened yet so he has no ability to learn new skills that might be required in a new colony

- Mute, so not too much potential for funny conversations to draw

Why should we bring Melissa?

- Having a colonist with unnatural healing abilities akin to reusable healer mech serums is op as hell and also very cool

- Even if she didn’t have creepjoiner healing powers, she has fun cancer powers

- Every new colony benefits from a creepy blind grandma

- Mechi owes her for saving him from duplication sickness

- She’s a delight to draw

Why should we leave Melissa behind?

- Mechi hates her more than usual because she’s super ugly

- She’s blind

- Apparently the creepjoiner unnatural healing has the potential for nasty side effects

- We haven’t had any creepjoiner negative side effects from her yet, but she’s been at an outpost which might have paused the countdown for it to show up

- She’s polyamorous, which means she’ll constantly be sad that she’s not in a relationship

Why should we bring XiaoLiang?

- He’s always been there for Mechi and co., it seems appropriate for him to follow them and continue to help out

- He’s very cool

- He’s got an expertise in sharpshooting which is bound to be useful

- We might run into his grandpa Paul again and it’d be nice if they met

- He's 100% got a crush on the Jones boys and that'd be funny to watch

- He’s a delight to draw

Why should we leave XiaoLiang behind?

- Perhaps it’s time for XiaoLiang to go back to being a wandering Man in Black

- He’s an undergrounder, which means he’ll get upset if we make him go out to hunt or otherwise put his shooting expertise to good use

- He’s polyamorous, which means he’ll constantly be sad that he’s not in a relationship

- He's 100% got a crush on the Jones boys and they would be extremely annoyed having to deal with it

- His grandpa Paul might show up to Sparks again, and it’d be nice if they met

Why should we bring Flapjack?

- He’s a little bit good at every skill which is very useful for starting a new colony

- He is kind, which means he’ll get along with everyone no matter how disfigured they are by flesh whips or cut-out eyes

- My brother says he has a "cool beard" and you "can't beat that"

- Looks a bit like Jesus

- He’s a delight to draw

Why should we leave Flapjack behind?

- Not a particularly interesting colonist so far

- He’s just sort of got NPC energy

- Looks a bit like Jesus

- Good at lots of skills but not great at any

Why should we bring Jut?

- He’s a good boy and I love him

- Incredible melee ability which is useful for defending a new colony

- Can explode people with his mind

- We already know his creepjoiner downside (it's the "disturbing" trait) so we don't need to worry about anything more serious popping up in the future

- Sanguophage powers might be useful

- Speaks French

- He’s a delight to draw

Why should we leave Jut behind?

- He’d need to steal Mechi (or someone else’s) hemogen from time to time

- He’s "disturbing" and makes the others uncomfortable sometimes

- He’s blind

- He’s French

And so, without further ado...

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[knickynoo]

Hey hey! New BTTF fan here! I've been obsessed with the franchise for a bit now and I've done everything from reading the comics to watching the telltale game and reading fanfics and reading your blog (you have no idea how much your blog satisfies my cravings for new content) and I was wondering if you had any recommendations for fanfictions and fanartists :D

Hello! Welcome! I love the Telltale game so much. It's great that there are so many extensions of the movies for us to sink our teeth into. And I'm happy you're enjoying my blog :)

I'm not super familiar with fanartists in the fandom, but here are a handful of some great fics.

• "It Can Be Cruel Sometimes" by Anakin_McFly : A short little fic dealing with Marty's existential crisis post trilogy events. Ends on a sweet note.

• "Time to Time" by kathkin (aka @penny-anna): This one is just. It's incredible, okay? I return to this one over and over just to experience how beautiful it is.

• "A Bubble, Bursting" also by kathkin : After years missing, Marty returns home not any older and with a ridiculous explanation as to where he's been. Love the complexity of this one and the heavy inclusion of Linda!

• "No Little Plans" by cleflink : I think this was one of the first BTTF fics I came across when I got back into the fandom. Doc and Marty go on a trip to the World's Fair and, as usual for them, things go terribly wrong. But this is a lovely fic with some great Doc and Marty friendship moments. Einie is there too!

• "Now I Am Become Death" by @bg-sparrow : A great fic about Doc's involvement in The Manhattan Project. Really well done.

• The "Time Circuits Series" also by BGSparrow is also fantastic.

• "Time is a Flat Circle" by ThePhenomenalStingray (aka @fourth-dimensional-thinker) : Truly one of the most unique and well executed concepts I've come across in the fandom. It's so good.

• "'Cause I Might Not Make It Back" by @rose-of-pollux : A rival scientist is after the secrets of time travel, and Marty gets himself stuck in the middle of it all—with amnesia, no less. So on brand for him. I loved this fic.

• "The Impossible and the Improbable" by @rose-of-pollux : This is a short but fun one that brings Marty and Doc face to face with the supernatural. I'm a sucker for anything that integrates Marty's Irish background into the story, and I love the idea that he grew up hearing Irish folklore.

• "Until I Get Home" by @daryfromthefuture : This one is an epic 30 chapters long, so great if you're looking for a fic really savor. I love stuck in 1885 fics, and I think Dary wins the award for most time poured into a fic about it. Angst, friendship, and our boys trapped in the Old West. Lots to enjoy in this one.

Whew! That was more than a handful, wasn't it? It was so hard to pick these because a lot of these authors have written countless other ones I've enjoyed, but I'll let you explore their works for yourself! I didn't include any of my own fics on here (is it weird to put your own fics in a rec list??) but if you've been through my blog, you've probably read some!

Thanks for the ask, and happy reading!

[bimbodolllll]

Hey! Umm well can you do a Mikey oneshot if he had a girlfriend who is extreemly kind and thoughtful of him? And loves to hug but afraid he's the type of people who doesn't want to be hugged

It may sound weird but thanks for considering <3

۶ৎ Wrapped In Warmth.

۶ৎ auth: hehe this was cute. I had fun writing this last night.

۶ৎ Summary: Being as kinda as you were it’s no doubt you love hugs, when whenever you hug your boyfriend he seems to differ—which in turn makes you think he doesn’t like then(though that’s far from the truth)

۶ৎ: one shot | female reader | fluff

۶ৎ Characters Included: Manjiro “Mikey” Sano

Mikey wasn’t the kind of guy who wore his heart on his sleeve.

He was the invincible leader of the Tokyo Manji Gang, the one everyone looked to for strength and guidance. To most, he was untouchable—an enigma wrapped in layers of cool detachment and unwavering confidence.

But you…

You saw through it all.

You saw the boy behind the leader, the one who carried the weight of the world on his shoulders but never let it show. The boy who hid his pain behind that lazy grin and half-lidded gaze.

And maybe… that was why you loved him so much.

⸻

You had been dating Mikey for a few months now, and while he wasn’t the most vocal about his feelings, his actions spoke volumes. He was always there—waiting for you after school, bringing you taiyaki when he thought you were craving something sweet, or silently holding your hand when the world felt a little too overwhelming.

But there was one thing…

You loved hugs.

Like, really loved them.

You weren’t clingy, but something about feeling someone close to you brought you comfort. And Mikey? Well… he wasn’t exactly the most physically affectionate person.

He didn’t push you away or act cold, but you had noticed how stiff he got when you tried to hug him. How his body tensed for a split second before he relaxed.

And it made you wonder…

Did he not like being hugged?

The thought made your heart ache a little. You never wanted to make him uncomfortable, but at the same time, you couldn’t help but crave that closeness.

So, you did what you always did when something weighed on your mind.

You kept it to yourself.

⸻

“Oi, what’s wrong?”

Mikey’s voice was softer than usual, but it still carried that playful lilt that always made your heart flutter.

You blinked, realizing you had been zoning out while he was talking about his latest victory over Draken in a video game.

“Hmm? Nothing,” you murmured, forcing a small smile as you stirred your drink with the straw.

Mikey wasn’t buying it.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly, lips pressing into a thin line as he tilted his head. “Liar.”

Your cheeks warmed. “I’m not lying, Mikey.”

“You are.” His tone was gentle, but his gaze was unwavering. “You’re quiet. And not your usual ‘I’m thinking about something cute’ quiet.”

You couldn’t help but smile a little at that. “I didn’t know I had a ‘thinking about cute stuff’ expression.”

Mikey smirked, leaning back in his seat with that signature lazy confidence. “You do. Your eyes get all soft, and you kinda space out like you’re in a rom-com or something.”

You laughed softly, but it faded just as quickly.

Mikey didn’t miss it.

“Talk to me, babe.” His voice was softer now, almost coaxing.

You bit your lip, glancing down at your drink. “It’s nothing serious… I just…”

Mikey waited. Patiently.

“I like hugs,” you mumbled, barely above a whisper.

Mikey blinked, leaning forward slightly. “Huh?”

You felt your cheeks heat up. “I… I like hugging you.”

Silence.

“But I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” Your voice was even quieter now, almost drowned out by the faint hum of the café. “I just… I don’t know if you like it or if it bothers you, and I don’t want to do anything that makes you feel weird.”

You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him, heart pounding in your chest.

And then—

“That’s what’s been bothering you?”

His voice was laced with amusement, but there was something else there too. Something softer.

You blinked, finally looking up—and your breath hitched.

Mikey was smiling.

Not his usual playful grin or cocky smirk. No, this smile was different. It was gentle.

“Babe…” He reached out, cupping your cheek with a tenderness that made your heart ache. “I don’t hate hugs.”

Your eyes widened slightly. “But…”

“I’m just…” Mikey’s eyes lowered for a moment, as if he was searching for the right words. “Not used to it.”

Your heart squeezed.

“Growing up…” His voice was quieter now, more vulnerable. “I didn’t really get hugged a lot. At least… not the kind that felt good.”

Your chest ached at the unspoken pain in his words.

“So, when you hug me…” His thumb brushed gently against your cheek. “It feels… different. Good. But…” He looked away for a moment, his usual confidence faltering. “I just… don’t know how to react sometimes.”

Your lips parted, but no words came out.

“It’s not that I don’t want you to.” Mikey’s eyes met yours again, and this time, they were impossibly soft. “I… like it when you do.”

Your heart skipped a beat.

“A lot.”

Your breath caught in your throat. “Mikey…”

“But I…” He scratched the back of his neck, looking almost sheepish. “I’m not good at… showing that.”

You stared at him for a moment, taking in the vulnerability he rarely showed.

And then, without thinking—

You hugged him.

Your arms wrapped around him gently, carefully, as if you were afraid he might pull away. But he didn’t.

Mikey stiffened for a split second—old habits dying hard—but then…

He melted.

Slowly, his arms circled around you, pulling you close as he buried his face in the crook of your neck.

“You don’t have to be good at it,” you whispered softly, your fingers brushing through his hair. “I’ll be patient. I’ll always be patient with you.”

Mikey didn’t say anything, but the way he held you tighter spoke louder than words ever could.

You felt the tension leave his body, his breathing evening out as he relaxed completely in your arms.

“You’re warm,” he murmured after a moment, voice muffled against your skin.

Your heart swelled. “So are you.”

Mikey’s hold on you tightened just a little, as if he was afraid you’d disappear if he let go.

“I like this…” His voice was barely above a whisper now, softer than you’d ever heard it.

You smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of his head. “Me too.”

And for the first time in a long time…

Mikey felt safe.

With you.

[buttercupshands]

rewatched Kurogiri's holiday story from ultra impact (not related to sketch at all)

(but it did inspire me)

on another note

finally!!

[quilleily]

@pumpkinpaperweight had a dream and now im suffering with brainrot. The "only sophie got taken so agatha went after her" post, and im not ok, im not ok. I have this plot in my head now, ideas and dialouges, but will i actually do it? idk so here's a couple sketches i did, what i imagined what happens at the aftermath of the kidnapping

aaaarrghh i want this to be a full blown au so bad you have no idea i am not okkk aaaaaaaahh

[truethes]

hear me out: apocalyptic aus.

[helpmyinterestsareverywhere]

Zane... Zane I love you so much you're so stupid <333 EVERY time he opens his mouth he just gets worse

"100 percent of successful detectives wear trench coats and hats while narrating their thoughts."

"Her eyes showed annoyance, but her heart revealed that she respected my unorthodox techniques."

he's SUCH a cutie patootie your honour - i hate him so much <33

[kyouka-supremacy]

Well.

[vampyrchic]

idk what I would do if they remove the reaver class

[jeanmoreaux]

are you still planning on doing your monthly wrap ups?

omg did not even see this message 💀 i am planning on doing one for october, but i am not sure if i‘ll go back and post the couple of months i missed?? but ngl this message kind of makes me want to post my personal highlights or at least something to catch you all up on my summer & early author reading. hopefully i‘ll find some time in the next couple of days. so definitely keep an eye out for that!