#so u can imagine the stress i am under

[hobimo]

good lord whats going on back there (chapter 4 of pirates draft)

[biillys]

i don't ever want to come down from this west coast rush and summer high and easy, peaceful sense of time i feel so alive at the moment any place i go is beautiful because in my mind i, i am miles and miles away

the maine; miles away

[sanjiaftersex]

your top 15 favourite tv shows can say a lot about your personality

Tagged by @kuhakukage

Let's go besties :

1. Courage the Cowardly Dog

2. Danny Phantom

3. Teen Titans

4. Teen Wolf

5. Inuyasha

7. Tokyo Ghoul

8. Shen He Ling/Word of Honor

9. Australia's next top model

10. Brooklyn 99

11. How to get away with murder

No tags all the besties can come list their favourite shows so i can get some good tv show recs thank yew.

[twelverriver]

god just got reminded that i have to write a term paper that's going to decide my entire future literally from next week to the end of september... i feel sick again...

[judesstfrancis]

u order a yotes mystery puck for 50 usd and fedex fucks up and delivers someone's 8 dollar shein lingerie to u instead, wyd

[actual-changeling]

decided to try and go through with the small tattoo i want, but i now have to face the first end boss: writing an email.

[zzombiecleo]

i wam. merch. :(

[combeauferre]

i am once again spiralling into the idea that i may never find a good job and simply work in retail for the rest of my life

[atlasshrugd]

↳ Chapter 1 of WHITE NIGHTS has dropped!

(Read here on ao3)

Porsche frowns. “You know, you could say thank you.” Before Porsche can wonder why he said that, the stranger looks up. He has a sharp face, coal-black eyes, and a look that makes Porsche take two steps back. The silence sharpens, and Porsche becomes finely aware of how alone they are in the alley, and how nobody would think to find him there. But then the stranger says, “Thank you.” His voice is quiet, precise, lonesome. Porsche takes a deep breath, making him realize that he’s been holding it. “You’re welcome.”

Summary:

The gangs of Bangkok have always described themselves as ‘God-fearing people.’

They should have been worried about someone else.

Kinn is the young leader of the main crime family in 1990’s Bangkok, hunted by rival gangs after the death of his father, the Chao Pho. Chao Pho left a ‘key to the city’ that will supposedly grant the owner full control of all gang syndicates, but not even Kinn knows where or what it is.

Meanwhile, Porsche is an idealistic police cadet seeking revenge on the mob for his father's death, despite his vow of never taking a life. When he unknowingly saves the Phrai Ngu, the revered Ghost Serpent, and the man he has sworn to capture, the mob boss takes a liking to him and requests him to be the liaison between the syndicate and the police.

As the Chief Superintendent orders Porsche to gain Kinn’s trust to double-cross him, Porsche sets his plans of revenge in motion. But as Porsche’s secret meetings with Kinn occur over the months, they unexpectedly find solace in each other’s company, and the lines of honour begin to blur.

[fooleds]

new theme n new icon = i will do 1 singular reply before i go back 2 capitalism

[cetoddle-archive]

my rooms been smelling VERY strongly of cologne since last night and i do not know why and i am so so scared

[herbalsingularitea]

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[partyfear]

yeah sorry for being awol during the speak now tv release i was having a panic attack during electric touch

[martinmuhl]

⋆✧˚ ༘ i love you, im sorry

pair: caitlin clark x reader

warnings: none!

summary: you’ve been in a secret relationship with caitlin and you’ve finally had enough

hi loves! i don’t know why i wrote this lmao i was feeling angsty but dw there’s a happy ending :) i hope yall enjoy love u!!

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“i wasn’t saying we go public now, cait. i was just asking if you thought we could sometime soon,” you say, tears welling in your eyes.

“god y/n, you know this stresses me out. i don’t know what to tell you, i can’t predict when we’ll go public. i just need time.” she covers her face with her hands, sighing.

you and caitlin had been dating for almost a year now, in private. the two of you had met back at iowa where you’d been a manger for the women’s basketball team and she’d been a player. the plan was to come out together as a couple after she graduated, but once that happened, caitlin was too nervous about the worlds opinion of her. then she said she would include your relationship in her draft speech, but she was too afraid. she was the #1 draft pick of course and more eyes than ever had tuned into her and the wnba. she kept telling you that after her first season, your guys’ secret could be shared. but the more and more you waited, the more and more exhausted you became keeping up with this secret. you started to think you’d have to live this way forever.

“i understand cait, i just hate living this way. i want to show you off and take you out on real dates. you are so important to me and i just hate hiding this part of my life,” you sigh. her face turned red, anger creeping onto it.

“i am the biggest name in the wnba right now, what do you expect me to do? you know i love you, but all eyes are on me and this could ruin my reputation. i’m in the running for rookie of the year, y/n, i need to focus on that.” she exclaims, throwing her arms into a shrug.

you felt a tear fall. this could ruin my reputation, she had said. “oh i’m so sorry that i could ruin your reputation. maybe you should’ve thought of that before asking me to move here and spend my life with you. you say you love me, but you’re a coward. is that how you want to live your life? hiding who you are? you told me we’d go public once we graduated, but that didn’t happen. then draft night and that didn’t happen either. what now? what about what i want? i understand that you’re under the public eye more than ever right now, but i wont sit around and wait forever.” you stand up, making your way toward your shared bedroom.

“where are you going? can we please just talk about this? i promise we’ll go public at the end of the season.” caitlin follows you and sees you packing a bag.

“i’m going to stay with lauren for a bit, i guess i just need some time too.” you say, shoveling clothes into the bag. maybe staying with your sister was best for you right now. you understood caitlin, but that didn’t mean that it didn’t break your heart a little more every time she went back on her word. you knew coming out wasn’t easy and especially when everyone was watching her, but you hated being led on. you loved her so much and couldn’t imagine your life without her, but if she was going to keep you hidden forever then you just couldn’t do it.

“please y/n, don’t go. i love you.” she pleads, grabbing your arm and trying to stop you for walking out the door. you rip your arm away.

“i love you too, but i deserve better than being your secret. i wouldn’t want to ruin your reputation,” you say with a sad smile and walk out the door. you truly loved her more than anything in this world, but when she went back on her word so much it was hard to trust her. you knew how hard this was on her, but it was hard on you too.

a few days after your argument, caitlin had tried to reach out everyday. you told her you needed some space and you’d talk to her when you were ready. caitlin on the other hand was going insane, worrying every second of the day. you were the best thing that had happened to her and she just let you get away like that? no, it wasn’t right. this wasn’t how you ended. caitlin knew that you were beginning to not trust her anymore, she was just so afraid of what everyone else would say. she felt exactly how you felt though. she was exhausted and was suffocating. she hated hiding who she was, and even more than that, she hated hiding you. especially every time she was asked if she was seeing anyone and she had to say no, she was focused on basketball. she hated disappointing you. she knew what she had to do. what she needed to do.

you settled on your sisters couch, laptop in your lap with the fever game on. caitlin was playing lights out, earning her first triple double and the first for a rookie. the fever ended up winning with a huge upset against the new york liberty. you were ecstatic for her, but you still felt a massive pit in your stomach due to your argument. nonetheless, she was still the girl you loved and you had to congratulate her.

you: congrats cait, i’m so proud of you

cait<3: thank you baby, i’m so sorry again. tune in for my post game interview?

you: of course

you turn on her post game interview, her sitting beside her teammate aliyah and her coach. they answered the standard questions, caitlin answering a few more because of her triple double. you can’t help but smile and feel proud of how hard she works. she deserves this. although you’re still upset with her, you can’t help but feel like you may have been a bit selfish. she has worked so hard for this moment and you didn’t want your relationship to become the big headline instead of her talent. sighing, you grab your phone to text her as her interview ends. then you hear her voice.

“wait. uh before we go, i just have something i want to say. i am so grateful for my teammates, coaches, and fans support, but none of this would be possible without the support of my girlfriend. our relationship is the most important thing in my life and i’ve been hiding it because i was scared… but im not scared anymore. i want to show her off and i want everyone to know her like i know her because she is amazing. y/n, if you’re watching this and i really hope you are, i love you and i really hope i see you at home,” she finishes with a smile. then she walks out. the room goes dead silent before the interview ends and the camera shuts off.

you were speechless. you couldn’t believe she just did that. everybody would know about the two of you now. after staring at your screen for what feels like an eternity in shock, you grab your bag and dash out of your sisters apartment. you quickly arrive back at your and caitlin’s apartment, sprinting up the stairs. you rush into the apartment and see caitlin sitting on the couch, hands covering her face. once she hears you open the door, she stands and takes a deep breath.

“cait i… i don’t know what to say. are you okay? im so sorry, i never meant to pressure you! your career is important and we can wait until-“ the words come flying out of your mouth, but she cuts you off. you are undoubtedly happy that you can finally live freely with her, but you still feel some guilt as she walks over to where you’re standing.

“baby just stop. you were right. you didn’t pressure me to do anything. i was a coward and i was miserable keeping us a secret. i love you and im so sorry for saying you would ruin my reputation. you are the best thing that has ever happened to me and i want you and everybody else to know that. the world deserves to know my beautiful girl, just like i do.” she breathes, putting her hands on your shoulders to bring you closer. she engulfs you into her arms and you release a sigh of relief, mumbling an i love you into her neck. as nervous as you were to check social media and see what everyone was saying, the two of you felt the happiest you’d been and you couldn’t wait to share each other with the world.

[togament]

More windbreaker threats you say? Maybe I… introduce u to my favorite tall glass of water; Hiragi Toma?—- I’m sorry u know he’s all I cry about but listEN!!

The way he walks around searching for the shirt you’ve just hidden, so you can admire his solid torso, and distinct V line… the way his necklace shifts back and forth in your face when he’s pushing your legs up to your chest, pounding into you just the way you asked for… the way he can’t help but leave clear bite marks along your nape and thighs … all while by the end of the day, cradling you and telling you how cute you are… <3333 I’m struck DUMB for this man HELP

i… am having thoughts of busy hiragi, only having him you yourself for such a short period of time twice or thrice a week. he hasn’t touched you in weekssss — but not until you can finally get him alone.

NSFW, +18 stuff under the cut. MDNI.

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hiragi’s a busy (and stressed) man. he’s got way more on his plate than you could imagine, being a guardian to ume (who supplies most of the stress for hiragi personally on a silver platter), looking over the bofurin boys, being ume’s ‘spy’ for kotoha just in case she gets hurt and you, his beloved, beloved partner.

you who could absolutely, noooo, never, want to stress him out further. you who he has caught practically drooling when he rolls up his sleeves to do something. you who has always helped him with the bofurin boys, wanting him to take a load off. you who have constantly been riling him up when you’re alone for just a couple of minutes, only to walk away like nothing happened when someone’s nearby.

you who definitely didn’t hide his shirt when he’s changing out of his sweat and paint soaked ones, gawking at how his muscles flex and unflex as he’s practically turning the empty classroom inside out.

fuck. you think he looks better in the moonlight.

you who definitely didn’t ask ume in advance if you could have hiragi for the evening just in case they had meetings. you who convinced ume so easily. little does he know what you have in store for his best friend.

now you’re folded over on one of the school desks, ankles dangling by your ears. the incessant and rhythmic screeching and thumping of the chairs echo through the empty highschool. hiragi’s silver necklace glistens in the moonlight while he’s fucking you senselessly, brows knitted and hands steady on the table below you. god it’s like he wants to break you.

“h-harder!!! fuck, hiragi-! y-you’re too fucking good-“, the words eke out of you pathetically, already fucked out of your mind and cockdrunk. the wet squelching of your cunt grows sloppier the harder he folds you. his girth stretching you out in unimaginable ways.

“i knew it,” he says sharply, accompanying each syllable with a harsh thrust into you. oh he’s pissed. “i know you hid my shirt-“, he grins, reaching between your bodies to rub at your clit. you tighten around him, practically squealing his name. you didn’t hide it well enough. the shirt’s clearly peeking from your bag right next to his.

oh. oh fuck.

you know he can see right through your plan.

“that desperate to get me alone? huh? you missed this cock filling you up?”, he practically grows but then he stops rubbing before immediately kneeling between your legs but not before adding onto the bitemarks he’s already left minutes ago into your session. your inner thighs are practically riddled with his teeth marks. “well too fuckin’ bad.”

he starts eating you out, licking a wide strip up your lips then flicking at your clit rapidly, earning a yelp and a tight grip on his hair. you come over and over on his tongue, quivering as your juices flow down your cunt and onto the wooden desk.

standing straight up once more, he enters you slowly but not without tapping his tip on your clit first, hissing at the tight sensation before thrusting harshly once, twice, thrice and pop! he pulls out, feverishly stroking his cock. his cum drips down his fist, and squirts on his tight, glistening abs and chest.

tired, sweaty and heaving heavily, he guides you to sit up, pressing gentle kisses to your cheek and lips. he grabs a wet wipe from his bag and cleans you up first then cleans himself up last with a new towelette.

minutes after, you’re both all dressed up and proper, leaving the school campus and into the night. save for a couple of his bitemarks slightly peeking over your collar, you look pretty decent. as you’re walking to the train station, you stagger a little but hiragi and holds you against his side, a steady hand on your waist. after him being all up in your guts, how could you even walk straight?

“sorry about your shirt,” you mumble, leaning into him as you walk. he only lets our a breathy chuckle before shaking his head. he pops a couple gaskuns, chewing them before he answers.

“i should keep a leash on you,” he mutters into your scalp, pressing a kiss on the crown of your head. “god you’re like a puppy,” he playfully groans, pulling away while his fingers drum at your side.

“Am I the cutest puppy though?” you bat your eyes playfully at him. ah… he knows you mean it in jest. he only smiles down at you, leaning in closely with his lips barely grazing yours.

“the absolute cutest.”

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a/n: whew that was… Something. lmao this was supposed to be a short drabble, i swear. hiragi hard fucker, sweet sweet lover agenda go UP. i know for a fact he’s a BEAST at aftercare. it comes so naturally to him like HI? forehead kisses and cuddles? grabby hands.

i rly hope u like this bb @witch--btch 🙇‍♀️✨

[frogchiro]

okay u have this in my head.. graves who does pussy inspections in front of all the shadows and in front of the 141 bc he loves showing off what they can't have... gnawing at the bars of my enclosure rn

Hey yeah I can't stress enough how normal I am about this ask, like I was never this normal before-

HE LOVES DOING IT OKAY?? I imagine Graves gets off on the power rush he gets whenever he gets the point across that you're his, that you belong only to him and the rest can only look (only if he allows it, it's a privilege really) but don't touch.

He loves doing pussy inspections on you not only to check if his cum is still deep inside you and no one else got to you, but he also gets a power rush; loves loves loves seeing you all open and vulnerable like that, all soft and nice and trusting laid out naked on your back with your legs spread wide open, your pretty pussy still swollen from the vigorous love making with Philip just earlier today. You can whine up a storm, mewl and beg Graves to 'please be gentle :((' but it only spurs him on more, especially if there is an audience involved like right now.

Graves smirks meanly at your whining as you're laid out like usual, all pretty and naked, your swollen pussy spread open by his gloved fingers, the material irritating your sensitive skin even more making you feel like you're on fire.

"Y'see that boys? That's how you do it, that's how you take care of your girl" Graves says, loud and bold to the rest of the room, his Shadows and 141 watching intently as he continues to push his fingers into your sore hole, the material of his rough gloves now shiny with your slick.

"P-Philip,,Sir please-AH!" You try to whine at him but it's quickly silenced with a swift slap to your poor cunt and a condescending shush from the blonde man.

"No no darlin' y'know how it goes. No talking back, no whining at me, no stoppin'. Y'know daddy has to do this". Daddy. The nickname Graves calls himself sometimes and only serves to make you squirm a bit and warm up, your cunt clenching around his fingers and a gush of slick wettnes them even more, soaking them.

Philip's smirk widens at your submission, he knew his perfect girl would behave and his cock hardens even more when he hears the collective groan from all the men around him and he can't help but cast a look around the room and there they are; so many burly, big and hardened soldiers fidgeting where they stand, their cocks bulging out of their pants and hands adjusting themselves and fidgeting, no doubt aching to touch you, to feel your soft body and to sink their cocks inside your tight pussy but that's only his privilege, only he, Philip Graves, can do that.

Not even that damn 141 got that opportunity which damn near got him cumming at just the simple thought that he quite literally snatched you from under their noses. Ironically you were still a part of Task Force 141, you were officially their technician and hacker but your expertise was wanted far more than you though and so you ended up often working with Shadow Company and the rest was history.

He knows very well that those assholes hate him for 'stealing you away', for being the one to take your precious virginity, for being the one who fucks you and gets to have you and now he oh so benevolently invited them to watch as he inspects your pussy and proves to everyone that you're only his, the thick white semen that gushes out of you belonging to him, marking you as his♡