#sorry for the incoherent babbling

[daisyssousa]

happy 35th birthday, daisy johnson ♡ 2023 july 2nd, 1988 (poem by n.t.)

[enden-k]

theres no reason for them to stay this close together, my ruan slay isnt all up ratios side either im. i. i babbled too much about aventio, my game is adapting to me

[a-strangers-thoughtss]

Just had a pretty vivid dream where we got a video and it was Will explaining that vecna is draining his energy

Idk how else to describe it but he was all beat up and tired and stuff and I miss him :(

[serenadeofsunshine]

he’s sooooooooooooooo ugly stop doing that

[necrogfie]

very affirming thing that happened recently is that, i was speaking w a classmate and i dont remember how but i ended up explaining to her about what foods is forbidden in judaism outside of well - pork - and she said something along the lines of 'you [vous] have a lot of restriction' which !! made me very happy, she knows i'm not jewish but she knows i want to convert and honestly i think it was a tongue slip-up but doesn't matter to me !! also she listened to me and grr i love talking abt judaism all, i explained to her the concept of 'hell' in it and she listened very well and asked questions about it !! and compared to the version of hell she knows (from christianity and grec/nordic mythology) and it was a very fun conversation !! ++ i rediscovered an old french jewish film that i watched when i was a kid (it was quite popular iirc!) and i'm thinking of rewatching it!! also learnt that its based on comics? so i may try to look for them at my local library

[liamrrys]

someone said amen livius hours??

[skunkes]

[lyss-butterscotch]

Bidget

A FREN!!!! CAN I REQUEST TO BOOP THE SNOOT ON A FREN?

[rexscanonwife]

HEEM thinking about how Kepler probably reaaally doesn't like to be touched. Not very often at least and DEFINITELY not by someone he doesn't know or trust. I think it's bcs he didn't have a lot of support going through training, always being labeled a 'difficult' Padawan and going through teacher after teacher. No hand was ever extended to him that didn't let him fall, so he stopped taking them.

But with Brea, it's different. After they get used to each other, and when he understands AND accepts that no, she's not going anywhere. No, he's not a failure or a problem child or hopeless. Maybe he still feels a bit unworthy but she believes in him, and wants him to be the best he can possibly be. And that doesn't mean conforming to a standard or being what SHE thinks a model Padawan should be, but being himself.

So yeah. A ruffle of the hair, a playful punch on the arm (still hurts lol but it's how she shows her pride in him), even a hug, even sleeping side by side on an away mission. He feels safe. He feels HELD.

[raccoonfallsharder]

I’m asking as someone to fears critique, but if you could get advice from the fic writers you admire/like, would you

hey nonnie ♡♡♡ i’m not sure if you’re the same anon who asked something similar yesterday but regardless, i will answer here. i wanted to take some time to think about this and i am entertaining my sister/the goddamn love of my life this weekend so im a bit distracted but HERE GOES (behind the cut to save everyone’s sanity. a little)

writing is VERY personal. imo each person’s process and style are distinct and different AND SHOULD BE. the best writing is an extension of self. ((this also means that OF COURSE criticism can be scary for a lot of writers - or artists - because the whole creative process is wrapped up in identity, in like….plucking the fruit off our branches and saying “here. i made this to share. it comes from sunlight and soil and rain and ME and I really hope you like the taste??” - all this to say you’re not alone in your vulnerability && nervousness))

so i think there is a difference between asking for advice & asking for critique and you should be very careful && explicit about what you ask and from who

advice is great to ask from writers you admire. & i would absolutely ask any of the writers i admire for advice. but imo advice looks like:

What writing habits do you (my fave author - let’s call her SunshineDaydream) engage in that you would recommend to others? (common examples include “write even if it’s bad!” or “set aside time to write each day”)

I love how you do that one specific thing I love (write excellent metaphors, paint a scene, channel a voice, whatever). How do you do that? Do you have any tips for doing something similar? (MY process may still end up looking different from SunshineDaydream’s process, but it can be a good place to start)

advice is - how does SunshineDaydream do This Thing? What are her tips for tapping into that energy/mindset? (SunshineDaydream, how did you make that delicious goddamn pomegranate?)

critique is different. critique is “how can i improve this sample of my own writing/self in particular.” and favorite authors aren’t always the best at answering that question. SunshineDaydream makes amazing pomegranates but like??? You’re a plum tree??

if you want critique, you need someone who you trust as a reader (which still could be SunshineDaydream - but it’s a different skillset. could also be a beta or a writing instructor but also, not always) & if it feels really vulnerable and scary, set some groundrules. “can you read this? then i’m going to ask you some specific questions, if that’s all right.” decide what you want to know rather than ask for blanket feedback.

what worked well for you when you read this?

what was challenging for you as a reader? Is there something you think could make that easier?

i am having a hard time with this transition or the flow of these two paragraphs. What do you think?

Read this section - what feeling does it give you? okay, this is what i was trying to convey - how can i get you there as a reader?

does this word choice work? does this sentence makes sense?

what makes the tastiest plum, specifically?

you can scale your questions/requests for feedback as broad or as narrow as you need && have the capacity to accept in the moment (both things which may change from day to day which is FINE because some days are harder than others). AND just because you solicit critique (or advice) doesn’t mean you have to accept/take/use it

OH MY GOD I wrote you a fucking novel, which is not what you asked for SO SORRY fuck me. anyway:

i believe in you && i believe that the fruit you bear & share with others will be good, and that you can ask your fave writers for advice & your most trusted readers for critique but you will always in the end be the only plum tree in the garden

don’t stop making plums

people need plums

[aperture-of-bullshit]

felix rvb is so cringe fail god he sucks so so so bad he’s a terrible wretched creature guy he’s my favorite he’s my bestie he’s my worstie he’s a weird little freak of a man with terrible morals he sucks he sucks I am rotating him around in my brain faster and faster and he’s ragdolling

[topoillogical]

*me putting a jacket over my passed out acquaintances exposed penis*

My mom: *waking him up with a cold wet cloth and yelling for some fucking reason*

Him: *slurred, disoriented gibberish*

Mom: Do you need a doctor?

Him (Mexican): *half-Spanish, half nonsense*

Mom: Do you need a doctor?

Him: *slurring* yeah sure, sure

Me: Mom he's on drugs he's not going to understand you, just-

Him, apparently noticing me for the first time: *cheerful tone* Hey! ☺️✌✌✌

[typhoonvash]

[arsen1cs4ng0]

tbh i kinda hate how vosim's overtaken a lot of my life + identity and shit, and it hurts for me to say this

[forestlovesyou]

SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER FOR UMINEKO RAAAH

I WANTED TO SEE THIS CG AGAIN SO BAD AUGHHH and like,, i wrote a bunch of notes and tried to solve it on my own and part of this was already shoved in my face before akwjdkawndkajwnd i kind of forget about it by this time wth it makes SO MUCH SENSE

[fairy-angel222]

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

—geto showing gojo how to fuck you like you deserve

pairing: geto x fem! reader x gojo

content: smut, voyeurism, cuckholding, creampie, cunnulingus, cum eating (gojo eats geto’s cum out of you), praise, degradation, hair pulling, fingering, fingering, consensual cheating, overstimulation, choking

a/n: i’m really sorry for the repost, tumblr flagged the first one :’)

Geto showing Gojo how to fuck you, Gojo’s darling little girlfriend, just right. Gojo sitting on the single sofa in the two’s shared living room. With Geto on the large one and you on his lap with long fingers deep inside you, curling against your g spot as he pumped them in and out. His other hand was wrapped tightly around your neck, forcing you to keep direct eye contact with your boyfriend.

Gojo gulped hard as he felt his boner grow impossibly harder, straining against his pants as his face grew hot at the sight. Soft moans and pants were leaving your pretty lips as your body jerked with every thrust of Geto’s fingers. “See that? I’m barely even doing anything and she’s becoming a mess.” Geto scoffed, giving you no warning as he began hammering his long fingers into you at a rapid pace.

The curled digits were hitting your spot so perfectly, making you cry out loudly in pleasure. Your legs threatening to close as you whimpered, letting out a yelp when Geto slapped your thigh in warning. “Behave, slut.” You whimpered once more, teary eyes meeting your boyfriend’s as your mouth hung open in pure ecstasy.

“F-fuck.. feels.. f-feels so good,” you moaned, eyes closing as you tried to lean back against the huge man.

“Look at him. Look at your boyfriend try to contain his boner.” Geto increased the pressure on your throat, keeping your head in place as you looked towards Gojo who kept looking away. “Bet he’s never even made you feel this good,” he falsely cooed, sending Gojo a smirk before focusing his attention back on you.

A loud moan escaped your throat when Geto inserted a third finger, stretching you out in preparation for his cock. His fingers curling against your gummy walls, and you could do nothing but whimper and cry as you neared your orgasm. “A-ah—” you mewled “m gonna, ngh— ‘m g-gonna cum,” you moaned, body starting to tremble as you felt a not so familiar coil building up in your stomach.

“Yeah? Gonna cum on my fingers and show your boyfriend what he could never do?” You nodded vigorously, your head empty as you babbled out little yeses and pleases. Geto’s eyes connected with his roommate’s, a teasing smirk on his face, “you know, you can get off to me ruining your girl if you’d like, there’s no shame in it,” he shrugged.

Gojo scoffed, rolling his eyes as he cussed the black haired man under his breath. Geto brought his lips down to your ear, “as for you, you don’t get to come until you’re nothing but a brain less slut on my cock.”

With that, the man removed his fingers from your now fluttering hole, causing you to whine out in protest, tears pooling in your eyes as you felt the coil slowly subside.

Geto lifted you up with ease, placing you on your hands and knees with your face towards Gojo before filling you up immediately. His length reaching deep inside you making you let out a soundless scream. Geto started off rough, fucking into you like he had nothing for you but hatred.

His hips slammed bruisingly against your ass, cock bullying its way against your g spot with every merciless thrust. Your eyes rolled back as you let him flatten your cheek onto the cushion of the chair. Drool pooling near the side of your mouth as you were rocked back and forth at a speed that seemed humanly impossible.

Your head was foggy, loud sobs and incoherent moans of his name spilling past your lips. “C’mon, you can do better than that. Let him know who’s making you feel this good,” Geto grunted.

“Y-you— fuck- you are, ahh,” you let out a loud cry, “you’re making me- nghh— making me feel this good. Can feel you so deep,” You whimpered, hesitantly looking towards your boyfriend’s direction to find him cock in hand, trying his hardest to match his fist to the rhythm of his friend’s thrusts.

Gojo groaned loudly when his eyes met yours, the sight of your fucked out face sending blood straight to his dick. Geto chuckled at the other male, gripping onto the curve of your waist as he continued to hammer into you, angling himself to hit all the right spots to drive you crazy.

You mewled as you arched your back, his cock practically pushing against the skin of your lower stomach with each movement of his hips. “There we go..” he cooed, watching as your face contorted into one of a pretty little slut who craved nothing but cock. His cock.

“See that? This is exactly what the bitch needs to look like. Like there’s nothing else in the world but your cock fucking into her, isn’t that right baby?” he groaned.

“Mhm!” you cried.

“Fucking hell- you’re so tight, feels like you’re gonna break me in half,” Geto grunted. And all you did was let out an incoherent babble in response, barely even registering his words as you were fucked into oblivion. Your eyes teary with nothing but pleasure.

Stars clouded your vision and your toes curled as you neared your release, “S-suguru.. ‘m gonna cum, please let me cum. Wanna be your good girl ‘n cum on your cock,” you cried out in between broken mewls, eyes puffy as you tried to look back at him.

“You’re an even bigger slut than I thought, I hope your little boyfriend is taking notes on how to treat his slutty little girlfriend.” his voice was deep and raspy as he neared his own high. “Go ahead- fuck, look him in the eyes and cum for me.”

You let out a string of high pitched moans when he began to rub your clit, your brain fuzzy as glassy eyes looked towards Gojo. His mouth opened in pants and groans as he approached his orgasm with you. “Ngh— ahh. Gonna cum Suguru- ‘m a good girl right? P-please tell me ‘m a good girl,” you whined.

Geto’s eyes widened, his dick twitching at the pure desperation in your voice as you begged to be praised. He smirked, watching your ass recoil with each of his harsh thrusts. He hummed, “Such a good fucking girl for me, taking me so well.” His breathing getting heavier by the second, “Fuck, you’re my good girl baby.”

You let out a high pitched cry, “T-thank you, thank you, oh god ‘m cumming— nghh.” Eyes never leaving your boyfriend’s as your body quivered, pussy tightening as you came all over another man’s cock.

Gojo did not take long to follow after you, “Oh f-fuckk.” he groaned out as his body spasmed, fist halting around his reddened cock as his cum spilled onto his stomach in hot spurts.

Satisfied, Geto pulled you up by your hair, your back arched against his chest as he continued to fuck into you relentlessly. Pulling out another loud string of moans from your swollen lips. His head fell back, never slowing his pace as he reached closer and closer to his release.

He grunted, his breath hot on your ear when he let out a long groan. “Gonna cum in you baby— gonna fuck you full and make your boyfriend eat you out.” He whispered, his dark eyes meeting Gojo’s hungry ones.

“You’d love that won’t you baby?” you nodded with a shaky whine at his teasing coo, feeling his thrusts becoming hard and slow.

Geto let out a string of curses, stilling inside you and allowing his cum to fill your tight pussy to the brim. A glare on his face when Gojo opened his mouth to protest.

“That’s it. Take my cum deep. This is exactly how pretty little sluts like you need to be treated.” he coaxed, slowly pulling out of you for the milky substance to seep out your hole in spurts.

“Now, Satoru. Come clean her up.” his deep voice demanded. Sitting back with you on his thighs. His rough hands spreading your legs open towards your boyfriend.

Your folds glistened with your wetness, his cum slowly dripping out of you as you clenched around nothing. “Come on. You know you want to.”

Gojo stood up. Being stopped by Geto who grinned.

“Crawl.”

Gojo huffed lowly, getting down on his knees and crawling his way over to you. His tongue swiping over his lips before he found his head buried between your thighs. A soft whimper sounding from your throat at the light overstimulation to your sensitive clit.

Gojo licked up your folds, sucking both your sweetness and geto’s saltiness onto his tongue. You moaned loudly when he latched his mouth onto the small bud, his tongue swirling around it making a string of cries fill the room.

Geto watched in amusement as his friend devoured your sopping pussy. His long tongue dipping into your hole and curling into your painted walls. You let out a mewl, your head resting on Geto’s hard chest as your boyfriend used you as his meal.

“O-oh, S-Satoru baby,” you mewled, your fingers tangling in his hair and tugging with every movement of his wet tongue. “F-fuck— so good.” you let out a broken cry when Gojo thrusted two of his slender fingers into you. Lewd squelching sounds echoing the walls as he fucked them into you.

Your pussy gushed onto his hand, the man’s skilled tongue unable to keep up with your leaking juices. Your eyes rolled back when he sucked on your clit once more, body shaking lightly at the sensitivity.

Geto smiled, kissing down your neck while running his thumb along your bottom lip. Slipping it inside and pressing it at the back of your tongue. He hummed, “Think we should feed his lil ego?” Your head tilting to the side to let him graze the skin of your neck with his teeth. “Make a mess on his tongue?”

You twisted and turned as your second orgasm washed over you. You were so sensitive, trying to squirm away but having your legs held tightly opened by Geto. “O-oh fuck— ahh, ‘s too much.”

Gojo moaned into you, his face becoming more drenched by the second as he feasted on your wetness. Hungrily lapping up everything you had to give. Your pussy squirting messily against the force of his fingers inside you.

“Look at that,” Geto teased, “Finally made your girlfriend squirt.”

Gojo kept on with his torture, loud whines and mewls falling past your lips as he became drunk on your pussy. His eyes closed and his mouth latched onto you tight. His face moving along with the movements of your hips trying to escape him.

“S-satoru— nngh- too much.” you sobbed, your legs twitching and your hips jerking as your back arched, your boyfriend getting back to almost painfully licking at your clit. “Satoru, ‘m too sensitive- fuck.” Gojo only looked up at you with half opened eyes, the only thing on his mind being how fucking good you tasted on his tongue.

Geto groaned, your teary face making his dick rock hard again. “Give him one more yeah? You can take it.”

Your second one did not take long to engulf you whole. Your legs trembling once more as you cried out loudly. Mewls of Gojo’s name falling from your tongue as your stomach tightened, pussy spilling even more onto his face. Gojo kept his face buried in you, tongue still making its final laps despite your constant whimpers.

“Okay now, that’s enough.” Geto laughed, peeling Gojo off of you by his hair. Your boyfriend letting out a groan as he tried to latch back onto you. “Gotta get our girl cleaned up now.”