#sorry i got a lil carried away.

[loyaltyworn]

@rg4rz || walk in the woods || accepting!

c’mon ,  let’s explore a little .  take a risk .

They're on the edge of a place that was once a battleground, full of thunderous gunshots and grenades, full of the smell of sweat and dirt and them--together ruins. A place where they've circled around twice on their drive through the countryside. An escape from everyone. There was a need to go back and retrace some of their steps. See it through his eyes and experience it when he was in control. Able to handle where those memories began. Where him and Steve reconnected and their future began for the second time.

And STEVE agreed.

Still. He hasn't gone into the woods too far. But Steve couldn't have picked a more strangely beautiful spot. His brain's racing to dig out the pictures of this place. Locked somewhere in the filing cabinet inside his head. The remenants of a large stone country house in the middle of nowhere. They stayed here. Took shelter. The fireplace worked. And it's skeleton jutted up into the sky, standing tall and proud. The bones of the structure withstood the bombing. While half the roof didn't. Most of the windows were gone. The shell of the place took whatever the War threw at it. Crumbling as it was.

Steve's voice draws him back and he meets his gaze. Their motorcycles are parked. Seems the decision's made. Sides? That Steve's tone already has Bucky grinning instead of giving into the other part that's thinkin' about backing AWAY again.

"Yeah... Let's go. C'mon. Spooky abandoned house in the middle of the woods? We've been to worse. Right?"

[luvsdive]

i wanna talk about painslut kim chaewon and none of u will shut me up about it! kim chaewon who begs you to go harder, please, who is pretty much incapable of orgasming unless the scales of pain and pleasure are completely even, who whines that she can't feel anything if you're anything less than hard enough to bruise.

chaewon who chooses the biggest possible toy, who waits in your bed so naked and sweet, dainty fingers toying with her pussy lips, already wet with just the anticipation of what's going to happen once you find her. by now, you've got her totally convinced that no one can make it hurt like you do, no one can make her feel the ache deep in her belly for days afterwards like you do. and that's exactly what she tells you when you walk in the room, "please mommy, no one fucks me hard like you do. please i need it so badly, please!" she whines, naked body withering around the sheets as she looks up at you, puppy dog eyes teary with desire. and really, who are you to deny kim chaewon of any of her desires?

painslut chaewonie who hates being prepped, who turns her holes towards you with wiggling hips and pouty lips as she begs you to just do it, please! bucking backwards to try and impale herself in the thick, rubber head of the huge dildo she specifically chose for this occasion, but lettting out a loud, pained squeak as soon as she feels the head of the dildo invade her with no further preamble from you. it feels like being split open in two, and she loves it so much, the loud cry of pain shifting so seamlessly into an aroused moan as you barely give her a moment to adjust before settling in a slow, deep, painful rhythm. her face is pressed against the sheets, hands reaching backwards towards you desperately, in an attempt to either pull you closer or get you away from her, but at this point, with how loud she's gotten, you're pretty sure about which one is the answer.

with each heavy slap you decide to lay on her ass, a sobbed plea for more claws its way up her throat, the initially excrutiating pain of being ripped apart turning into the sweet stinging of being stuffed full. chaewon feels the toy everywhere inside her, stretching her open and hitting every sensitive spot there is lining her walls. it's no surprise to you that it doesn't take long to get her begging you to please, please, make me come, oh my god, please! and really, who would deny chaewonie anything her little horny heart desires? definitely not you.

and as you pull your little painslut up by the hair, her warm, sweaty back flush against your front, cries reaching an impossibly higher pitch as the toy reaches her deeper than she ever thought it would be possible, hands searching for anything to ground her as she tries to rock back against you, you have the most untimely thought that she might have some trouble with her rehearsals tomorrow. and then you reach out towards her, nails raking over the feverish skin of her navel and downwards... down, down, down until you your fingers reach her folds, slippery with arousal and so, so sensitive, enough to earn a squealed moan out of chaewon's chapped lips as her hips buck into your hand.

"chaewonie, you want to cum?" you ask, mouthing your way up from the back of her neck and biting down harshly on her earlobe. her words come out garbled, a mix of nonsensical noises and an endless amount pleading, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes as she begs for her release. feeling partially benevolent after watching her fall apart so easily, the hand that has been teasing her folds so far searches for her clit, the little bundle feeling puffy and warm with chaewon's arousal, and you rub it between your index and thumb, giving her a few seconds of that sweet pleasure, before you pinch it. hard. and you don't let go, not even as the back of her head smacks against your shoulder harshly, as her whining and pleading turns into a full blown scream, pained and animalistic, as her eyes roll to the back of her head and clear liquid gushes out of her in a squirted orgasm, hips still thrusting inside her and fingers keeping the painful grip on her clit, just the way chaewon loves it.

and if it takes a few days for her to start walking again without a limp, nevermind dancing, she knows it was worth it.

[j-ustkeepgliding]

welcome back head pats

[raayllum]

If these heights should bring my fall Let me be your own Icarian carrion

[chaseisglitched]

Chase possessed by Echo :)

i made two versions because why not

[kinnbig]

For the kiss promts: 63 or 47 with ArmTankhun?

47 - "I've had a terrible day at work so just kiss me"

“Ough, ai’Arm,” Tankhun laments, flinging himself onto the couch next to Arm with an exaggeratedly exhausted flourish, “if I’d known that plotting to overthrow my father would involve so much paperwork, then I never would have agreed to get involved!” 

Arm flashes him a sympathetic grimace. He holds his arm out for him and Tankhun tucks himself under it immediately, curling up at Arm’s side. 

“Give it to me. I can help you with it.” 

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Tankhun says into his shoulder, “you know no one else is permitted to touch my gel pens, and even Kinn would probably notice if the ink suddenly changed.” 

It would be hard not to notice. Tankhun’s favourite gel pen writes with a pink, glittery ink that smells like strawberries. Arm knows Kinn and Kim would not take kindly to an unauthorised addition to their scheming - even if Tankhun’s promised him that he and a few other trusted parties will be looped in on the plans eventually. 

He also knows that the real reason Tankhun doesn’t want him involved has nothing to do with access to fruit-scented gel pens. 

It’s a strangely giddy feeling, knowing that Tankhun is the one trying to protect Arm for a change. 

For weeks, Tankhun and his brothers have been meeting in secret; carefully weaving elaborate plans to remove Korn from the head of the business and outlining every possibility and consideration in painstaking detail. It would be one thing for them, as Korn’s sons, to be caught plotting treason. It would be another thing entirely for any staff who were found to be involved. 

Tankhun had been at the table the last time a bodyguard traitor had been uncovered. Arm, thankfully, had not been - but he’s heard enough whispers to know that he certainly can’t fault Tankhun for being cautious with him. 

As much as he hates the powerlessness, as much as he wants to help; he trusts Tankhun. He likes that Tankhun wants to keep him safe. Even if Tankhun would never admit the motivation aloud. 

Arm presses a gentle kiss to the top of his head. 

“You’re right, of course, Phi,” he says, and Tankhun wiggles happily against him, at being called Phi. 

It’s been a few weeks since he convinced Arm to drop the ‘Khun-nu’ when they’re alone, but Tankhun still reacts to it every time. 

“Of course I’m right,” Tankhun assures him - but then he suddenly sighs, small and spiritless; unperformative; and sags at Arm’s side. “But it was all very dramatic, today,” he says quietly, “ridiculous, really.” 

Arm hugs him tighter. “I’m sorry.” 

“Oh, it’s all been dealt with now, of course,” he waves a hand in half-hearted dismissal, “but you know how stubborn ai’Kim can get. Ugh!” 

Arm kisses his forehead. “You know, if you’re having trouble with Khun Kim-” he pauses, and Tankhun pulls back slightly to meet his eyes, “then that footage of him in the storeroom with nong Chay could always… find its way into Porsche’s possession.” 

Tankhun gasps loudly in mock affront, swatting at Arm’s chest with his oversized sleeve. 

“Ai’Arm!” he scolds, but he’s smiling, fighting back a laugh, his eyes lighting back up with his usual captivating mischief. 

“I’m terribly sorry for my insubordination, Khun-nu,” Arm says, as straight-faced and formal and faux-sombre as he can manage, and watches how Tankhun’s eyebrows raise at the return to the formal honorific, “that was a highly inappropriate suggestion. How could I possibly make up for such a transgression?” 

Tankhun titters, blushing, and pretends to consider. 

“Well,” he says, drawing out the word in his mouth, “I can perhaps think of one way you could make up for your rudeness-” he twists, throwing a leg over Arm’s lap and straddling his hips, “-and make me feel much better after my terrible, awful day.”

Arm grins up at him. 

“Really?” he ghosts his hands purposefully up Tankhun’s thighs to settle on his hips. “What way is that?” 

Tankhun pouts. “I think it should be quite obvious.” 

He draws closer, pressing their hips together, pointedly demonstrating his awakening desire and instantly discovering Arm’s own. 

Arm bites back a gasp, the sudden friction sending sparks of heat igniting under his skin, and tightens his grip on Tankhun’s hips. Holding his gaze, Arm guides him, gently, to rock down against him. 

Tankhun hisses in pleasure, his mouth falling open into a perfect, pretty ‘O’. 

“I don’t know,” Arm says, even as he rolls Tankhun’s hips down to meet his own again, “I’m going to need you to give me an order, Khun-nu.” 

Tankhun’s eyes are dark and burning. 

Slowly, intentionally, he traces his fingers up Arm’s jaw. 

“Well, nong.” he skates his fingers back, behind the shell of Arm’s ear, and carefully removes his glasses from his face. “You can start by kissing me. That’s an order.” 

All the air seems to have left Arm’s lungs. 

“Yes, Khun-nu,” he breathes, and then, obediently, he does. 

✨ more kiss prompt ficlets ✨

[eskititgay]

fengqing + pork soda - glass animals

[tearfest]

ㅤㅤmija hadn't told anyone about her visit, and maybe that was a mistake within itself. but how was she supposed to tell her devout, church-going parents about her first face-to-face date with her prison penpal that, in her head, was kind of her boyfriend? they'd only schedule her for an exorcism, and that's before they'd seen the filth she'd sent him. oh, if they knew about that, they'd surely burn up on the spot.

ㅤㅤshe'd offered to pick him up, to be the first friendly face he'd see outside of the prison gates. it had definitely helped that she'd recently passed her driving test — something she'd mentioned in the more mundane parts of their exchanges. it was comical, really, her small, yellow car in the prison parking lot with a fuzzy bee hanging from the mirror. she'd cleaned it before, but she hadn't thought to make it less... bright. she hoped he didn't mind, or judge her.

ㅤㅤshe was smiling from ear to ear when she saw him coming, stepping away from the hood of her car to approach him excitedly albeit nervously. " hi! you look... " handsome, sexy, hot? " ...even better in person. " she blurted, never having had the best filter. she wanted to throw her arms around him, to hug him, and kiss him, and... and she was shy. " do you want to go get some food? i was thinking you'd be hungry for something you haven't had in a while. " she nodded towards her car then, cheeks red with embarrassment as she smiled awkwardly up at him, " you can put your bag in the trunk. "

closed starter for @thechiyonosakenyc, based on.

[bloodibambiidoll]

Sorry you guys had to see how wild I truly am tonight… I hope you still love me.😌

[unfortunate17]

I finally finished the first draft of the the last chapter of the pirate au 💀

[floydsg]

i love my squad. i love my best friends. i love friends. i love my mutuals. i love my family. i love my pets. i love my colleagues. i love eating. i love sleeping. i love showering. i love drawing. i love playing. i love seeing. i love breathing. i love hearing

i am so fulfilled and proud of what i am and i dont think anyone could ever change that

[imaginethezeldaverse]

So my goal in life right now is to have my thirst not only feed the other Yunobo lovers so that you may all be satiated - but to drag down some unsuspecting victims with me lol 😈 but thank you for being super supportive - I cannot tell you how much I appreciate it. Yunobo is such a sweet, sweet soul and big ol' hunk on top of that so what is he if not the perfect kind of man?

But anywho...secluded you say? And it's late? Say no more 😏 (hope it's okay if I made reader afab/female here!) - also, this ask started completely differently...but I decided I wanted to flesh out what I originally wrote into another little series so thank you for the idea essentially. 🥰

"Ahhhh that's incredible," your dreamy sigh echoed off the walls of the enclosed area. Having a Goron for a boyfriend truly had its perks - sweet demeanor, strong arms, a heart that you were sure was made of actual gold - but right now it was this. A secluded hot spring. Hot springs were a common commodity in Eldin, but this one in particular was a rare find - something only Yunobo and his crew members were aware of. You sunk lower into the water, the warm waves of it enveloping your nude frame. When you were finally and fully sat, large digits found their way around your waist. "Gotta admit, I'm proud of my team for such a find!" Yunobo exclaimed, "It's not every day a new hot spring shows up on Death Mountain." The delight from his grin beams brightly; YunoboCo has been steady and growing with its business: with ore aplenty for Goron City's economy, Mine-Cart Land, and now with an addition of hot springs. Mining excavations led to some surprises as he would find out. But while the springs themselves were naturally occurring, it was actually your beau who suggested the coverings. "With all sorts of people coming to Goron City more often, having a little bit of space away from public and being able to relax freely might be good, y'know?" you remembered him explaining to you when the concept first came about. How proud you were when the idea took off without a hitch. Now? Now you were reaping the benefits together. Shifting a little closer in his hold, you leaned on his chest, "You've done great work, Yunobo, because this..." and you stretched just a bit, before settling back against him, "This is nice." He softly chuckled out his thanks, before pressing a kiss to your temple. Being that his schedule has been busier as of late, you cherished time alone with him - and a trip to a nice soothing hot spring couldn't have been a better choice to be able to relax with your Goron. Your fingers traced over his abdomen, lazily skimming the lined definition of muscle there. His hand sat innocently on your hip, keeping you in place at his side. Unsure if it was the heat of the spring or some other willing force that sent your thoughts adrift, but the more you became aware of his hand on your body, the more you wanted it elsewhere. You bit your lip at the notion. Perhaps you could...it was late enough at night. Most Gorons were already home and there definitely weren't any tourists out on this side of Death Mountain yet. "Hey, Yuno...it's getting a little late, don't you think?" Yunobo, who had briefly closed his eyes as he soaked, peeked one open in your direction, "Is it? Did you want to go home?" Suddenly he shifted towards you, both eyes open now, "Are you too hot? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to keep us in here that long!" Your hands pat his chest to settle him, "No, no, Yuno, I'm perfectly fine. I'm just saying - everyone's gone for the day. There's nobody around at this hour," your eyes slowly shift from him, to the entrance, and then back to him with some added allure, "Nobody...but us." His mental gears seemed to turn rather slowly as you watched his expression shift from confusion to pensive and then finally to stark realization of what you meant. In a slight panic his head whipped around the area, the terror of someone else being nearby clearly weighing on his mind. "H-HERE?!" he squeaked, cheeks already an intense cherry color, "What if someone walks in?" But you were ready for this reaction. Sticking out your lips in a plump pout, you gently protested, "There hasn't been a Goron around since we got here," shimmying your body a little closer now, you walked your hands up his chest to come around his neck, "Besides...I've missed being alone with you." That would do it. The poor Goron's soft spot was hit with pinpoint accuracy, your beautiful face presenting so innocently (when you were being anything but) and that doe-eyed look you gave him. His hands came around your waist, allowing him to lift you into his lap. Though apprehensive, Yunobo would be lying to himself if he said he wasn't quietly thinking something similar. Being president of the company had its drawbacks, and the derailment of how much time he got to spend with you was one of them. With your long lashes sitting prettily over your sweetheart eyes, your smaller, curvier frame nestled against his - completely naked no less; Yunobo's worry was beginning to falter. You felt the thickened pads of his fingers smooth up the length of your spine and weave into your hair. The Goron entrepaneur leaned over to stop at your ear, a necessity to balance out the severe coloration of his face, "...We can't be too loud, okay?" In a minxish move, you gently pulled back in his hold with your hands on his pecs, the idea for you to be able to see his face entirely when you say, "That depends on how good it feels, big guy." You swore steam ejected from his ears, his grip on your body just a tad bit tighter. Deciding you had teased him enough, you bobbed upward looking to better position yourself closer to his face. You did not make it far however, as Yunobo was already pulling you toward him to capture your mouth in a hard kiss. His hand still cradled the back of your head, the other now sliding down your back and over the rounded curve of your ass. You deepened the kiss when you felt him squeeze your flesh, coaxing his tongue to envelope yours as the sparks of your intimacy began to heat the room further. It astounded you how quickly he made your body feel on fire, you were already trying to bite back noises at each of his touches. The way his traveling fingers eased over the muscles of your thighs, skimmed the traverse of your abdomen and slowly carried the weight of your breast against his palm. A whine spilled over from the back of your throat and into his mouth, causing him to shudder into yours. He left your lips with a pant, opting to trail feverish kisses down your jaw and into the crook of your neck. "Mmmf, Yunobo..." was your delicate whimper in response to his thumb grazing your nipple. Your hands gripped helplessly to the rocks on his back, composure leaving you at lightning speed. You wrestled with an idea your head, you wanted so badly for him to take you - the mix of the warm hot spring and his bulwark physique making you far wetter than you were expecting. Opening your mouth, you planned on your next words being a plea for him to fuck you, but the rigid slide of his hardened length against your ass gave you pause. Seems like you weren't the only one who was falling fast. "I...hnk...I-I don't know how much more restraint I have in me, sweetheart," he murmured, bracing you against him by the backs your thighs now. His chest rose and fell in heavy breaths, eyes half-lidded and dark with the haze of lust swimming through them. It made your entire body shiver from how devastatingly wracked with want his expression held. Yunobo swallowed thickly, "C-Can we...?" Stunned that he beat you to the punch, you wasted no time in blurting out your consent. You pulled him into another fiery kiss, one that was needed as he slid into you in one solid stroke. The moans that tumbled off your tongue in your kissing were depraved, though you would argue it couldn't be helped. Spearing and splitting your pussy open as Yunobo was, you were enraptured almost immediately. Little resistance came to your lovemaking, the now temperate water making it that much easier for him to fill you up. Sloshing sounds bounced off the walls of the enclosure, his thrusts becoming harder by the minute and chopping up the water beneath you both. Your pebbled nipples sent an extra zap of pleasure down your hips with each time you were brought down on his cock, the roughened planes of his chest causing the delicious friction. There wasn't a chance in hell you were lasting much longer. Finding yourself unable to kiss him any longer, you kept your forehead touched to his, mingling breaths as he fucked up into your willing pussy. "Yunoo," you gasped, his most recent thrust hitting you deep, "Yuno, unghh, hunny, I’m gonna cum soon, oh...!”  Yet soon would end up an understatement, your beau now gripping your thighs harder as he quickened his pace. His grunts were stifled by the tension in his jaw, teeth grit in concentration on slamming into that spot that had his name falling from your kiss-swollen lips. In a flash of thunderous pleasure, you were keening into his neck, gasping and sobbing to keep yourself from screaming from how hard you were cumming. The spasms of your cunt clenching around him had Yunobo swallowing a monstrous groan, him pulling out of you just before he could finish inside. You felt weak in his arms, your body leaning fully into him as you fought to catch your breath through the heat of the spring and your post-coital fog. A kiss was pressed to the top of your head,  “Love you,” he whispered, a hand soothing the muscles of your back as he supported you with the opposite. “Love you...too...” came your weary croak, feeling your eyes threaten to flutter shut.  Suddenly you were lifted completely out of the water. One hand at your back, one hand under your knees, Yunobo carried you out of the hot spring and in the direction of the robes you both had brought for after. Though he was looking straight ahead, you didn’t miss the lines of worry adorning his features,   “Let’s get you out of this heat, hm? You look like you wanna pass out.”  You laughed softly at that - it made your heart sing often with how kind he was. Though... you supposed after the fact that you could have done without your remark of that possibly being because he railed you so well - seeing as how it nearly caused Yunobo to drop you. 

[cemeterysgirl]

ㅤㅤgenesis' training days are a concept that sasha can't quite wrap her head around. she doesn't get it. he already knows how to drive... she'd seen his drivers license when she'd nosily rifled through his wallet (no sticky-fingers, just pure curiosity), as if his job hadn't been confirmation enough. but what she does get is that whatever it is that he's doing, he looks godly doing it. she always has had a thing for helmets.

ㅤㅤ...so much so that she's stolen one to play dress-up, galavanting around in a skimpy black denim skirt that looks more like a belt with an equally skimpy and matching denim top that looks more like a bra, raven locks tickling her neck beneath the weight of the helmet. " are you finished yet? " she whines, snaking her way into his lap, one hand resting against his shoulders whilst the other lifts to awkwardly open the visor. she's never worn a helmet this expensive before.

ㅤㅤ" this is, like, suuuuper fucking boring for me. i mean, you look so good, but you're just ignoring me. it's like constantly being edged, and it just makes me wet. " crass as ever. " wanna feel? i can teach you how to multitask. " only her eyes are visible and yet her smug smile was painfully evident in the twinkling depths of inky orbs. " i think we're alone, anyways. "

closed starter for @rookieracers.

[dudepilled]

Sorry this is random but do u have any specific thoughts about P1 Doe/P3 Dude? 😁 I think about them all the time.. I dunno why but I just really love the idea that P3 Dude (canonically) makes 👀 eyes at conventionally pretty girls/models but also would be SO down bad for a awkward librarycore chick. I feel like P1 Doe would be so confused bc this man definitely has pictures of models in bikinis up on his wall but he’s chasing her around ‘of all people’ 💀

(U can ignore this if you want. I dunno if I even made sense 🏃‍♀️)

omg yesss and P3 would be so reassuring to her too (in his own way)

(suggestive warning at the end)

P1 Doe i think would be skinner than canon doe (Like p1 dude skinny due to paranoia and general nervousness around food) so seeing those curvy models on his walls would make her a little insecure

One day he will catch her looking in the mirror in her bra and think shes the most beautiful girl ever while shes thinking "Maybe it would be better if i put on a little more weight". He would wrap his arms around her and say "baby theres nothing wrong with you. I like you just the way you are. you are seriously beautiful"

its a sweet moment which he quickly ruins by going "you also have some perfect tiddies~" while cupping her boobs briefly which she pretends not to enjoy. She'd push him playfully and go "you're so gross" while giggling and blushing

[lomltrentarnold]

if you're planning on writing a pt2 for my number one, maybe it could be a blind date video w trent & y/n (not that trent would ever do that but 🏃‍♀️)

OMG WAIT THATS SUCH A CUTE IDEA 😭😭😭 and maybe like they haven’t spoken in a bit since their date cause of trent’s busy schedule or something and then y/n shows up and trent was like??? that voice?? is familiar?? and then every question he wants to hear what your answer would be cause at date he didn’t get the time to get to know you like that 😭😭 and the boys are playing cupid!!! they just want yall to get together!!!!!!!! so all the comments are just hyping you up and shipping you guys PLSSS brb gonna go write this now <3

[kinnbig]

My current WIPs, in the order I last looked at them and for which I have actually written something

thank you for tagging me @kimchaybrainrot I love u (also I am 👀 at all of those but especially the KenBig HI I'M LISTENING INTENTLY.)

Chart Topper chapter 7 (Arm) - I've been working on this today! I love the concept for this chapter and it's finally getting there 🥰

Burnout aka "phoenix fic" - ah yes. the KenBig wip that was supposed to be a lil 2-3k fic that only took a week or so to write... that is now sitting at 20k four months later and still isn't done. rip. I love it so much though, I'm so excited to be able to share this one

assorted kiss prompt ask game ficlets - whoops. TWO MONTHS AGO I did an ask game for fic prompts to try and get me out of my writer's block.. and it worked! I posted 6 kiss prompt ficlets! but uh. there are 11 more in various states of completion 💀 personal faves include some ArmTankhun, some fucked up KenBig, and some RamKing ft Ram wearing a skirt 👀

ArmKhun fake dating fic - one of my favourite fic concepts EVER that has sadly taken a backseat in my brain because of Chart Topper and Burnout. but SOON I will return to my beloved

f/f KimChay - uhhhh. this is just shameless femslash pwp because. I think they should have been lesbians.

Let Me Live in Your Mind chapters 3 & 4- this fic is not abandoned I promise I'm still working on it! I'm just. slow 🫣

Footnotes aka "the Big and Ken centric pain and sadness compilation" lmao - this was suuuuch a huge project for me that I started basically immediately after KinnPorsche ended that just. idk. it's so long. it's not abandoned but it's very much on the back-burner rn

there are also many many half-written oneshots in there that I didn't put in the list because they'll probably never get finished (RamKing fake dating au, ArmKhun fic where Khun kills Korn, a KimChay exes with benefits thing, etc etc...) I just hoard WIPs like a dragon in a cave I can't help it!

I think lots of people have already been tagged so sorry if this is a double tag! but I'm tagging @sidras-tak @giraffeter @tumsa @prismatic-witch @days-of-storm @cytharat @snickerdoodlles - but no pressure of course! 💖