#srsly tagging everything i can think of

[lynzishell]

✨Atlas Stephens - Character Sheet✨

TYSM for the tag @onestormeynight This was so fun! 🫶🏻

Personal

Financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty

Medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / non applicable

Class or Caste: upper/ middle / working / unsure / other

Education: qualified [computer science degree from Foxbury Institute] / unqualified / studying / other

Criminal Record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but not caught yet [I mean technically ig, but nothing serious, just some illegal substances at clubs n stuff like that] / yes, but charges were dismissed

Family

Children: had a child or children / has no children [but he's the best uncle there ever was] / wants children

Relationship with Family: close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings/ sibling(s) is deceased

Affiliation: orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent / not applicable

Traits and Tendencies

extroverted / introverted / in between

disorganized / organized / in between

close minded / open-minded / in between

calm / anxious / in between

disagreeable / agreeable / in between

cautious/ reckless / in between

patient / impatient / in between

outspoken / reserved / in between

leader / follower / in between

empathetic / vicious bastard / in between

optimistic / pessimistic / in between

traditional / modern / in between

hard-working / lazy / in between

cultured / uncultured / in between / unknown

loyal / disloyal / unknown

faithful / unfaithful / unknown

Beliefs

Faith: monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic

Belief in Ghosts or Spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

Belief in an Afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

Belief in Reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

Belief in Aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

Religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious [let's just say his past destroyed any chance of that]

Philosophical: yes / no

Sexuality and Romantic Inclination

Sexuality: heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual

Sex: sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable / naive and clueless

Romance: romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable / naïve and clueless / romance suspicious

Sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious

Potential Sexual Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

Potential Romantic Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

Abilities

Combat Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

Literacy Skills: excellent/ good / moderate / poor / none

Artistic Skills: excellent / good/ moderate / poor / none

Technical Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor/ none

Habits

Drinking Alcohol: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / alcoholic

Smoking: tried it / trying to quit / quit / never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / Chain-smoker

Recreational Drugs: never / quit / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / addict

Medicinal Drugs: never / no longer needs medication / some medication needed / frequently / to excess

Unhealthy Food: never [he's just really not a fan of sweets and stuff tbh] / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / binge eater

Splurge Spending: never / sometimes / frequently / shopaholic

Gambling: never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / compulsive gambler

I have no idea who to tag cos I haven't been around as much lately and I don't know who's already done this... so yeah... if you wanna do it, then do it and say I tagged you... and then like, tag me back cos I kinda wanna do this for Ash too... so, really, you'd be doing me a favor 😉🤭💖

[kavehater]

I wish I could inject pasilyo into my brain so I can have permanent happiness

[askshivanulegacy]

This. You are wholly and completely responsible for encountering your own "triggering topics" in an online environment. You govern what you consume at every single moment. If you encounter something you dislike, don't look at it! This is a thing that is normal that happens in reality. You are fine and will be fine and nobody owes you anything about it.

How to deal with the "Chose Not To Warn" warning on AO3 in one easy lesson:

"Chose not to warn doesn't sufficiently prepare me for this story" then don't read it "but" don't read it "what if there are triggering topics" don't read it "I can't read a fic with X warning" then don't read this story "what if I really want" don't read it "but I" DO NOT READ IT "but why won't you cater to-" DO. NOT. READ. IT.

Hope that helps!

[thatdeadaquarius]

Imagine a horribly clumsy creator in the sagau... like trips over their own feet, starts coughing due to choking on air randomly, knocking a vase off a table that was in the middle of the table somehow???? Silly goofy stuff like that (I pull these silly goofs often personally)

(obv goes w/o saying sorry for being so late to reply /gen) ;-;

clumsy reader is so me core idk why i didnt think of this lmao

(this gif is liek the modern equivalent of Charlotte posting ur embarrassing clumsy moments on insta Steambird acc lmao)

(so sometimes im lazy and dont include the ask stuff esp if its shorter like this, so here's at least the characters in this one: Fontaine ppl <3 along with a G for general audience, barring cuss words)

Navia would politely ask you to go the edge or whatever area ur in whenever she pulls out her cannons/guns LMAO

every time you and either Clorinde or Neuvillette are walking next to you, or doing rlly anything, its like night and day

ur out here finding all the cracks in the sidewalk, bumping everything that could even possibly have a liquid in it, and have constant bruises from hip checking/stubbing toes on mechas walking around

Clorinde is impressed at that point bc mechas are actively programmed to get out of your way, so how u managed to put them back into ur way rlly fascinates her 😭😭

Neuvillette would like to wrap u in fabric/bubble wrap equivalent for his old ass, in an attempt to desperately stop u from hurting urself lol

u get a new coat or new pants from him all the time, u just thought at first he was rlly into giving u Fontaine fashion until Furina pointed out that it was spring/summer and you wouldn't wear thick woolen pants and fur-lined coats everyday 💀

(poor dragon guy doesn't rlly get the practical side of clothes, he likes fashion, but he inadvertently subscribes to the "hoes don't get cold" philosophy by being an ancient dragon lord)

Wriothesley is unfortunately nice enough to constantly try and catch his poor god, which ends well for neither of you 50% of the time

its not even ur weight takes him down, he's buff as hell after all, and he's dealt with rowdy inmates, its just.. ur clumsiness spreads.

if ur tripping, and the poor Duke reaches out to catch you, ur reaching out at the same time to steady urself on a side table w/a vase full of water, which u then knock off, drenching ur back and his face at the same time LMAO

he doesn't learn, despite u literally begging him to stop trying to help u, then u try and compromise to just let u fall and help u afterward asdfghkl-

Wrio's too chivalrous tho, the most u can get him to do is always grab ur arm instead of trying to bodily catch you

if u think after the first like, ✌️ TWO times Lynette is willing to help you, u r so wrong lmao

she's seen her brothers clumsiness, she knows theres no saving u

she does comfort u after slipping (not even falling but just flailing dramatically) for the 5th time in the puddles around water fountains tho

Lyney and Freminet are lowkey legit convinced someones cursed their god atp 😰

Freminet always had bandaids for u, and Lyney keeps a supply of ur fav candy to cheer u up after embarrassing urself by falling ass backwards right into the Fountain of Lucine right in front of Opera house lmao

...

...Charlotte thinks this is all vv hilarious, no she has no respect for ur godliness, her archon was Furina like LMAO- IM SORRYYY

(she has started a small section in the steambird of a near daily- DAILY picture of u being clumsy 😭)

(u, not srsly, threaten to smite her and she just giggles)

(its ok they take it all in a cute/endearing trait type of way)

☆

again, sorry for lateness, when i reopen askbox (soon, FINALLY-)

ill try and stay more on top of it and try and sort whatre just chats/non-requests better too 😭😭

hope u guys are having a good week!! tysm for being patient and nice to me :')

Safe Travels Kai,

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@kiyomi-uchiha777

<3

[caelanglang]

Who are your fav skk fanfic writers and why? Do you have their works that you love the most that you don't mind sharing here? 💘

this... this is such a hard question, *brings out a whole safe of records* /j (no srsly it's gonna be a long read--)

Here are a list of authors i really like :3 Their ao3 links/handles are:

the_most_happy: love how emotional their work can be! they have smut and fluff works, and most of all—which i think the the most delicious one, is the way they write angst <3 I actually made a bunch of fanart for their fics/aus when I was just getting into the fandom :3 They're writing is like going into a spicy sexy emotinal adventure... idk how else to describe it xD my fav fic of theirs... augh so hard to choose... In Loving Memory caught me so off guard (cuz i forgot to read the tags and immediately dived into it the moment i saw their post about it hhhh)

forest_racoon: The fluff and softness and magic in their writing is so good! I love the energy and comedy and seriousness and everything in their writing! it's always so fun to pick up any of their works~ Don't be tricked tho,, the angst they deliver have the same gravity ToT it's just so... augh... I first found them through Plate :( and have reread it several times (please check out their other works too it's all so amazing!!)

devilrin: love how she writes. period. the emotions and the poetic energy of it?? the angst?? so. good. the skk energy in their writing is more mellow(?) it feels more realistic—it's like watching people instead of characters ;w; (very cool how she world builds an entire life outside of her fic for her characters actually, got to witness the behind the scenes first hand myself its pretty insane to me) The fic that ruined me tho is Down to a Sunless Sea (which is so angsty im so--)

themadtree: The energy in their writing is just so amazing. it's very hard to stop mid-way! The dialogue feels very fun and engaging and you really get very attached to the characters because of how energetic and full of life they are. Whimsical is the best word I can think of to describe the reading experience of their work :3 They made a bunch of fun aus; their brain is just so amazing (pirate au and avatar au like broooooo) My favorite is Mors Vincit Omnia (yummy pirate au!)

StarshipDancer: one of the first ao3 writers whose name i decided to remember by heart (which means a lot considering how bad i am with names) because they are my most searched user in ao3 xD The fluff is just so addicting. The sillies and shenanegans are so on point for me, idk it just scratch this itch so perfectly in my brain. I draw a of inspiration from my skk sketches from their works actually :3!! READ EVERYTHING THEY HAVE PLS ITS ALL SO GOOD (you should check the fluff week collection augh) Without Words is one of my most reread ones... I think... I reread a lot of their works tho...

setosdarkness: let's be honest. i think everyone whose dived into ao3 skk just knows her alreayd xD she's such a kween for that, making sure we are so well fed with so much fun skk writing. Her works are so fun to read! Very comedic and has such similar energy to the gag moments and bickering and shenanigans of the anime skk for me idk why. I love how fun and unique each fic scenarios are :3 (no srsly you'll never run out of food made with so much love by athina-san)

xLillyle: I am working with Lilly for a Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood skk au!! (its Royai skk BUT it's also beast!skk) it's been so exciting to work with her :3!! You can check some of the teasers here. She made an iwaoi!skk fic recently so if that's you're type hehe *starts bawling*

there are lots of other amazing authors there but these are the ones that came to mind and i am most familiar with for now :3 Here are some other fics ~~

When I Awake: Ghost(?) Writer Dazai and Musician Chuuya. yummy angst. silly skk

castle out of couches: My favorite domestic fluff skk. it's my must read. Halfbloom is such a master of the fluff in comedic tone and capturing that skk domestic softness idk how they do it. it's just so good.

In One of the Stars I shall be Living: A sweetheart wrote a fic about my little prince skk au TT it's so well written and I am so in love with all the references and angst ueueue

Five Steps: My favorite skk knight x prince au TT

The Best Worst Thing: Another sweetheart wrote a fic based on my silly sketches ;w; it's so cute waaaaaa

okay. i am. so sorry for the long answer. I just love a lot of stuffs from these incredible writers. feel free to drop by again :3 these are the ones that comes to my mind first so i may have missed out on a bunch oop

[sushiwriterhere]

coming home to you

summary: "It hit him like this sometimes, all tsunami and three-hundred-mile-an-hour winds and lightning strikes, just how much he wanted you."  rating: explicit (18+ mdni - so nsfw it's not funny) pairing: bradley 'rooster' bradshaw x f!reader word count: 3.5k warnings: ass play, somnophilia (slight if you squint-ish), dry humping, thigh fucking, PiV (unprotected, pls wrap before u tap irl), rimming, cum play, squirting, no use of y/n.  notes: this is 1000% the most nsfw thing i have ever written so pls dni if ur a minor (srsly im not fucking around) and otherwise pls give feedback!! doing my best with characterization, hope y'all enjoy! my other works are here tagging: @sebsxphia @roosterbruiser @waklman - tagging ppl either by request or whom i feel like are horny for bradley soooo pls let me know if you'd like to be added/removed

He didn’t know when he had become like this, all desperate and needy for your touch.

When you’d started dating, Bradley did his best to be the gentleman his mother raised him to be: opening your car door, always paying on dates, bringing flowers, and walking on the outside of the sidewalk. He did his best not to gawk at you when your dresses cut low on your chest or when you bent over in front of him to pick up the bobby pin you’d dropped in his doorway. 

But it really was getting difficult. 

You’d started staying nights. Bradley wasn’t a prude or anything like that, he was human and he had needs and he wasn’t going to let some complex about sex prevent him from being with you. But there were things that he wanted that he wasn’t sure you wanted. 

It all started when he got home from a long day, far too long, of training. Mav had ‘shot him down’ more times than he could count, and it was a small blessing that each of the penalties had been fifty pushups and not two hundred. Nevertheless, his arms ached and he was developing this nasty knot at the base of his neck that made him want to never put a helmet on again. 

When he pushed open his front door, he could hear you bustling in the kitchen, clearly having come over to make dinner. Your jacket was thrown over the back of the couch, your keys in the bowl by the door–god it almost seemed too good to be true to his exhaustion-addled brain. He moved on autopilot as he dropped his bag in the laundry room and made his way to you. 

Standing in front of the stove, you were stirring something that smelled like tomatoes and basil and everything heavenly, all the while softly singing along to whatever your phone was playing. 

“Bradley! You startled me.” You jumped as his arms wrapped around your midsection and his forehead came to rest on your shoulder, “Missed you while you were at work.”

All he felt like he could do was to just stand there, borderline useless, as you threaded one perfectly manicured hand into his hair and continued stirring with the other. Your nails felt like heaven scratching at his scalp, sending tingles down his spine. God he wanted you so badly. 

It hit him like this sometimes, all tsunami and three-hundred-mile-an-hour winds and lightning strikes, just how much he wanted you. It was in the mundane moments mostly–watching you cook, your focused face when you were reading a work email. He didn’t think it would ever stop stealing his breath. 

“Bad day.” He mumbled, leaning his weight into you as you leaned yours into him.

He let himself follow your gentle, but stunted, shuffle around the kitchen as you salted the pasta water and threw more spices into the sauce. 

“Can I help make it better?” 

The complete pureness and kindness in your voice made Bradley feel a little nuts–because that’s just who you were. So giving and open, always there to support him, always there to listen to him rant about his latest spat with Mav or worry about another deployment. 

Now it wasn’t like Bradley was just leaving you hanging, but the near-perfect ebb and flow of your relationship made his chest ache. It also made that terrible possessive thing in his chest bare its teeth and whisper dark thoughts. It was the part of him that wanted to hide you away from prying eyes, that bared its teeth when men let their heads follow you across a room. 

He’d met you at the Hard Deck. You were new in town and looking for somewhere not too fancy, not too dive-y. You wore this sundress that Bradley knew he’d remember for the rest of his life, and you’d been all teeth and crinkled eyes when you smiled at how he played the piano. He didn’t play the piano for female attention, but when you looked at him like that, well, maybe it didn’t hurt. 

You were a bit of a social butterfly, introducing yourself as someone who was looking for friends and did anyone know of the best taco place in town and would the pilots maybe have any beer recommendations? He couldn’t help but be drawn to you. And when you’d given him just a bit of shit about the mustache and Hawaiian shirt combo, it was over for him. 

Your relationship progressed at just the pace Bradley preferred–first date he had dropped you off with a chaste kiss on the cheek. On the second date you’d surprised him just a bit by pulling him in by the collar of his shirt to kiss him stupid on your doorstep. You had straight up asked if he was planning on having you stay over before your third date; you wanted to bring your overnight supplies and really you liked being prepared. 

Now here he was, with his nose tucked into your neck, back slightly aching from the angle, inhaling what was uniquely you. He didn’t want to come home to anything else on a bad day, or a good day for that matter. 

“This is making it better, even though my back is kinda aching.” He admitted quietly, and he was almost offended by how hard your body shook with laughter.

“Okay well, if you let me go, we can eat and watch trash TV then I’ll massage out that knot at the base of your neck.” 

Bradley would be a fucking fool not to marry you. 

-

About one Bachelor episode later, Bradley could feel himself starting to nod off despite his best efforts. He had given up a long time ago trying to pretend like he didn’t care, and instead embraced that he loved the drama and the cat fights. He was sitting on the floor leaning up against the couch in between your knees, with your fingers digging into just the right spot. He could die a happy man right here. 

The sensation of your fingers pressing into his skin, your nails scratching at his hairline, made something curl pleasantly low in his stomach. There wasn’t anything technically embarrassing about sporting a semi when your girlfriend was giving you a massage, but he still felt the flush in his neck. You had clearly noticed because you let one of your hands curl around his jaw and turn his head to the side so you could press your lips into his. 

When your hair tickled his face, he shuddered. 

“Let’s go to bed, yeah Bradley?” You cooed, letting your hands fall to his shoulders so you could push yourself to standing. 

The two of you stumbled slowly to the bedroom, the move slightly awkward with the way Bradley kept leaning on you but also kept trying to press his lips into yours. Stripping of everything but underwear, Bradley let himself fall onto the bed without getting under the covers. He watched you brush your teeth with one eye open, the bathroom lighting giving your figure a fluorescent backlit halo. 

When you made it to bed, you shoved at him, “Go brush your teeth, Bradley, I’m not kissing you if you taste like tomatoes while I’m minty.”

With only a light amount of grumbling and complaining, he forced himself to brush his teeth and complete at least one part of the skincare routine you had set up for him. He didn’t want anything in the way of fucking you tonight–as soon as dinner was over, it had been occupying almost all of his thoughts. 

You squealed when he used the remaining amount of his energy to launch himself into bed, bouncing the both of you. For a moment, he just let himself go heavy on top of you. 

“Babe.” He grunted in response to the pet name, “You’re heavy.”

Lifting his head, Bradley pecked your lips and pulled back to look at you without rolling off, “Didn’t you want a weighted blanket?”

Your pout made his head spin, “Weighted blankets don’t usually have bony–oof!–elbows.”

Ever the drama queen, Bradley rolled off you with a huff. You giggled at his antics, and the sound of it made him feel like someone had lit his heart on fire. 

The two of you settled under the covers eventually, legs tangled together with your face pressed into his chest. Your fingers occasionally stroked down his pecs, the sensation was slightly odd against his fine chest hair but it made him shiver more than anything else. You seemed so comfortable petting him and snuggling into him, so who was he to disturb that.

He felt himself starting to drift off when your lips pressed to his, plush and warm. Your hand stroked his cheek, as if urging him to just drift (don’t think, just do) and let muscle memory guide the way his lips met yours. And boy was he ever content to do just that.

Half asleep, he rutted against you, just giving himself permission to feel and feel good. One of your hands clutched at his hip while the other tugged him into a kiss at the back of his neck, your lips moving gently against his in a wonderful contrast to the way his cock felt grinding on you, despite the two layers of clothing.

“Can I—” He couldn’t think straight at that moment.

He was overwhelmed all of a sudden by all the exhaustion and frustration of the day, by the need to feel you and have you close. He grabbed at his briefs before yanking them down just enough for his dick to be free and he almost groaned at the relief. 

You were hardly deterred by how desperate he seemed, and instead took it in stride. But when you went to take your panties off, he stopped you.

“Bradley? What’s wrong, what do you need, baby?” You asked as his hands wrapped around your wrists to center himself. 

He cleared his throat, momentarily embarrassed, but overall too desperate and wanting for it to really affect him.

“Can I fuck your thighs?” He whispered. “I want to make you cum first, but after that?”

It wasn’t necessarily the wildest thing in the world; rationally, he knew that. But he never wanted to encroach, never make you feel uncomfortable, didn’t want to make you feel used. It’s just that sometimes when you wore skirts and bent over, or when you were reaching for a glass or plate on the mornings you stayed over and his shirt rode up over the curve of your ass, he could see that spot at the top of your legs where your thighs touched—and all he could think about was what it might feel like to hold you by your hips and slide his cock there.

You shivered and murmured that of course he could. He dragged you over him so that your legs were framing his hips and pulled your still-clothed cunt over his cock. Clearly you were almost as affected as he was with your panties sporting what felt like a decent sized wet spot at the crotch. 

But he wanted more. He wanted them soaked so that your thighs were slick with it, so that he could pull them to the side and let the bite of the waistband center you while he pressed his head into your clit. He wanted to lose himself in you.

Your gasps and whines were mind altering, the stuff that Bradley stored away for moments alone while deployed. He tried to let you control the rhythm, just letting himself massage at the fat of your ass and the muscle of your thighs. The broken moan you let out when he dragged his fingertips up your back made him grit his teeth.

He knew you were close when the steady rhythm of your hips began to stutter, as if the mechanics of the motion was all autopilot, whatever it took to get you there. When you came you licked into his mouth and tried to kiss him, but mostly just ended up sloppily pressing your lips together with tongue. Bradley didn’t care though, because the feeling of your soaked panties dragging over his dick was making him feel crazy.

Eventually, he eased you off of him and onto your side so that his chest was plastered to your back. He made easy work of his boxers, sliding them off and losing them immediately in the mess of bed covers. The thin layer of sweat between the two of you was just more evidence of what had happened, and the way you jerked from oversensitivity when he played with your nipples was another reminder. And god, just like he had wanted, the insides of your thighs were slick with the mix of your cum and his precum. 

Framing his hips right against yours, he gave an experimental thrust right into that spot he always stared at. He absolutely was not going to last long. Everything was just so much—from the way you kept twitching from the onslaught of sensations to the slight roughness of your panties against him to the way you twisted your head back to kiss him messily. All of it was so much against the smooth glide of your thighs. 

Bradley let one of his hands move away from your nipples to pull the fabric to the side, and he groaned at the sensation of his sliding cock sliding up and down the length of your pussy. You wailed at how the head of his dick rubbed right up against your clit again and again and he could feel just how much arousal was pouring out of you. Your hand shot out to grip his hair and he mouthed at your neck, tasting salt and something so distinctly you. 

“F-Feels so good, Bradley, always feels s-so good,” You gasped.

When you started thrusting back against him, he was done for. He scrambled to pull your panties further to the side just enough so he could slip the head of his cock into you, and the sensation sent him over the edge. Despite your orgasm, you clenched around him, tight, hot, and everything he had ever wanted and more. A few more thrusts and he felt his orgasm spreading to his fingertips, making his brain go fuzzy. He was sure he was babbling some nonsense as his cock caught on the edge of your hole and the slight resistance made his teeth hurt. 

You groaned at the sensation of him finishing in you, content to let him ride out the aftershocks with little stutters of his hips. Eventually, he came back to earth and that bone-deep satisfaction washed away the stress from the day. You two lay there for a moment, catching your breaths.

“Fuck, you’re incredible.” He whispered, easing himself out of you and helping you shimmy out of your underwear. 

“Thank you, babe,” His chest felt tight at your tone and the soft look in your eyes as you stroked his cheek when he leaned over you to climb out of bed. 

“Anything,” his throat welled up a bit and he cleared it, “Anything for you.”

Honestly, cleaning you up after fucking your thighs was the least he could do. After stripping completely and padding to the bathroom to clean himself off, Bradley wet a washcloth and pulled on another pair of briefs just to be comfortable. 

When he got back, you had settled with one of your feet flat on the bed, the knee of the leg closer to him slightly raised with one arm thrown over your eyes to block the gentle light from the bathroom. You looked so beautiful. The rise and fall of your breath accentuated your chest and you looked so at peace. 

The moment was broken when his eyes reached the place where he could see his cum dripping down the crease of your ass.

Suddenly Bradley felt very awake. Dropping to his knees on the carpet, he tugged you to the edge of the bed, and tilted your hips upwards. 

You were a sight to behold. Your thighs were still wet from where he had been fucking them and your pussy was glistening from your orgasm. But it was the way his cum steadily pulsed out of you, over your puckered hole, and onto the mattress that made him feel like he’d died and gone to heaven. He felt his cock twitch with interest. 

“Bradley?” You said softly, slightly confused at the way he seemed to be frozen between your legs when he was usually so determined to get you cleaned up.

His tongue felt like it was made of lead—he couldn’t respond. All he could do was stare as his thumbs gently pulled your cheeks apart so he could get a better view. 

The ah sound you made when he stroked his thumb over your asshole felt like a punch in the gut. The stuttered, gasping moan you let out when he finally, finally licked it could have made him finish right then and there.

“Oh god, oh fuck, babe—” For a split second Bradley thought you might pull him away, reject him in that gentle way of yours you always used when redirecting him.

Instead, your hands shot out to his hair and yanked. Hard. Your hips bucked up and you pulled his face into you as he dived in eagerly. 

Maybe he’d confess it to you after this was over, but this was the stuff that haunted his imagination when he thought about you late at night. Some primal part of him wanted to be the one to have you every which way you’d let him, and now that he knew that it was on the table, he didn’t think he’d ever be able to get enough. He’d come shockingly quickly into his own fist more times than he could count since he’d started seeing you to the thought of fucking you in your ass, to the thought of rimming you til you couldn’t take it anymore. 

The noises you were making were heavenly–moans and whimpers for more. He held your hips down so you couldn’t escape his tongue, his thumbs holding you open for him. It was all you could do–beg for more. The slick pouring from your pussy was overwhelming and the grip on his hair was borderline painful, but it kept him grounded.

“Bradley!” You wailed when he inserted a finger into your spasming cunt and curled it upwards in a petting motion. 

He didn’t think he’d ever seen you quite like this. When he opened his eyes, your chest was heaving, your face barely visible from how you’d thrown your head back in ecstasy, a thin sheen of sweat covering your torso. It was potentially the hottest thing he’d ever seen in his life. 

When he added a second finger, your hips bucked up so hard he almost lost his grip on you. But he could feel the way you were close around his tongue as it circled and gently pushed past the initial ring of muscles. It took all his focus to not cum in his boxers from the thought of imaging how you might feel, clenched around his cock as he pushed into your ass. 

“Babe, I think I’m going to–!” Was all you managed to get out before your orgasm hit you.

Bradley would never forget where he was when he made you squirt for the first time–there, on his knees in front of you, exhausted from a long day of work. The noise you made seemed to be torn from your chest as you rode out your orgasm on his fingers and tongue. For a moment, your body moved on its own accord, chasing and trying to prolong your pleasure. 

And in that moment, when he couldn’t resist any longer and reached down to palm himself for a bit of relief, his own orgasm stole all the air from his lungs. Leave it to Bradley to come in his boxers like a high schooler from rimming you for the first time. 

Slowly, gently, he pulled his fingers out of you, not missing the way your fingers flexed in his hair and you clenched around him. You tasted incredible as always, slightly salty with something else that was just so you. He’d never get tired of it. 

There was a moment of silence before you pushed yourself to your elbows, an absolutely wild look in your eyes, “Bradley Bradshaw you are a menace.” And then you collapsed in a fit of giggles.

He sat there, fingers half way out of his mouth, chest and face soaking wet with you, and watched as you laughed to yourself about how horny he was for you not even moments after he made you squirt. 

“Are you making fun of me?” Now he was laughing a bit too.

Then you were crawling over to him as he stood slowly, pulling him down and over you. Your lips pressed together over and over as you stroked his hair, over his shoulders and down his back. 

“You silly, horny, man. I love you so much. Let’s shower and go the hell to sleep.”

-

read the next part of this series here

[yonemurishiroku]

This post and all the reblogs that follow are messing with my head.

But if you think about it. It actually makes sense because, just think.

If Nico said he was hearing Jason’s voice right after going into a rage due to his death, anyone could have chalked it up to his grieving state messing with his mind - maybe he’s hallucinating, maybe he’s delusional, Nico, please, you know Jason’s death, It’s disrespectful to deny his heroic sacrifice. Ok that last sentence is just mean.

Hardly anybody would have had treated it the way they should - even Nico could be skeptical of himself, ya know, Bianca.

Maybe Dionysus could have seen through it. Maybe Apollo. But the point remains: Nico would be doubted, like all the times before.

So yeah. Perhaps Jason didn’t want him to go through that thus went for another choice. Perhaps he met Bob and realized together they could reach Nico somehow. I don’t know.

bob crying for help was actually just an illusion by jason because he knew will would never show up in tartarus if he knew it was jason. nico and Jason just have too much chemistry for that

[chuuyasheaven]

I think you should listen to the voices in your head they’re on to something

“—. . Hey, you’re doing great, love.”

Tags: Atsushi Nakajima / fem! Reader, virgin! Reader, softdom! Atsushi, rlly fluffy beginning, pet names, praising kink, mentions of scars (Atsushi), might contain grammar errors, rushed drabble, rushed ending, slight swearing, etc.

Notes: Hope y’all are satisfied with my voices winning (jokes), but srsly, enjoy!

He was really patient with you, not rushing you to the slightest. Right now, he was kissing you passionately and softly, normally this would be it. No wonder he was taken aback when you spoke up about wanting to continue.

“. .Um, Atsu.”, you asked quietly. “Yeah? Is something wrong—”, he said, only to be distracted by your flushed face. “I need to tell you. .something, if that’s alright with you.”, without any eye contact, you decided you were ready to do it, you needed him tonight.

Atsushi looked at you, waiting patiently for you to continue. “I’m ready, Atsushi,”, you continued, “. . .I-i want you tonight.”, he only needed a few seconds to realize what you were on about, before his cheeks slightly adapted a flushed pink.

“. .A-are you sure? I don’t wanna force you.”, “I trust you, i thought about it and I’m sure. . I just need you to guide me through it.”, you assured Atsushi, making him smile gently. “If that’s what you want, then i will, love. . I will make sure you’re as comfortable as possible.”, he responded softly, promising everything he just said.

You kissed him again, Atsushi kissed back, he leaned towards you and making you fall on your back softly. As he was above you now, both of you let go of the kiss. Atsushi took off your shirt, revealing your bra. “Can my bra stay on?”, you asked him nervously.

Atsushi only smiled at you softly, responding almost instantly. “Of course, if it makes you uncomfortable taking it off, it can stay on.”, you smiled back at him, relieved he didn’t force you. Meanwhile, Atsushi worked his own shirt off, revealing his chest but also his childhood scars.

You stared at them at first and then gently traced over them. “They’re pretty, Atsu. .”, Atsushi’s hand was placed over your yours on top of his scars. “Not prettier than you, darling.”, he responded with a blushed face, probably appreciating the compliment.

When his hands got down to the waistband of your pants, he looked at you for consent. “Yes, you can, dear.”, you allowed him. With your consent, he revealed your panties slightly staring at them. As Atsushi snapped back to reality, he took off his own pants. Since the both of you were almost naked, you kissed one more time before Atsushi asked you something again. “Is it okay. . . If I take them off for you?”, you nodded, so he wasted no time removing your panties, taking his own underwear off after.

Looking at eachother, you could tell you both were excited. Making the bed shift, Atsushi made his way over to top you again. He leaned next to your face, getting ready to do ‘it’ with you. “Tell me to stop when it hurts too much, alright?”, nodding again, Atsushi started to enter your hole.

Your eyes squeezed shut at the feeling, small pain with an bigger amount of pleasure. Fully in, Atsushi asked to make sure you’re okay. “Is this okay? Do you need time to adjust?”, you opened your eyes to answer. “I-I’m fine. . everything’s fine, jus’ n-need time to adjust. .”, you slightly whined.

After the stinging sensation was over and pleasure washed over, you gave Atsushi the go. First, he almost pulled out, then slammed it back in, kinda harsh at first. “H–hah! . P-please be gentle, Atsu. . .”, you told him, he nodded and his thrusts got softer. When Atsushi made up a rhythm, which was soft and gentle, his hands went on to grab your hips. Yours gripped his shoulders, still careful to not leave a mark. “—S–shit, feels so good, darling. .”, you just moaned at that, since this felt way too good to be thinking straight.

As he kept on thrusting, Atsushi let More praises fall from his lips. “S–so good. . just f’ me.”, he would slur. “F—feels amazing, doesn’t it, princess?. . Let m–me know, please. .”, was also pretty common. “Such a–a good girl. . fuckkk. . .”, wow, this was. .unexpected?

All the praise and Atsushi fucking you, got you sent over the edge, making you orgasm around his cock. The way you creamed over his dick also sent him over the edge. “‘M close, want me t–to cum inside. . ?”, you shook your head as saying no.

“A–alright,”, Atsushi whimpered while pulling out and emptying his load on your stomach. Heavily breathing, you both tried to get down of your orgasms. After catching your breath again, Atsushi spoke one last time. “—Okay, j–just stay here. . Let me get you cleaned up. Do you want me to get you something?”

Alright, eat up you sluts !!

[elysia-nsimp]

TIPS FOR MY BESTIES WITH POTS

These are from my doctor!

SALT SALT SALT SALT SALT!!!!!! YOU NEED SALT!!!!! goldfish, saltine crackers… great snacks. Just sprinkle salt on like everything man (unless that makes it taste like ASS then you can skip that). Also occasionally, once every day or two maybe, just dump a small pile of salt into your palm and lick it. Kinda nasty and you might wanna wash your hands before and after, but YOU NEED THE SALT !!!!!! It will help!!!!!!!!

WATERRRR drink way more water than you think you need! Electrolytes too!! Gatorade, Powerade… stuff like that just fill your day with water and electrolytes

My doctor suggested minor exercise daily, just something small to get your heart up a little, like talking a walk or doing some little cardio exercises. Don’t super duper strain yourself and take breaks, though! Super important! I personally play Just Dance (I play the videos on YT and follow along) for this if you need another idea

Sit and stand up slowly I know most ppl with POTS already do this but you WILL make yourself dizzy if you stand up too fast!!! That may lead to collapsing (it does for me at least) and that’s Not Good!! Don’t feel ashamed to stand up like a snail. Snails don’t get lightheaded :)

General physical disability thing but helps with my POTS too, shower sitting down, do it piece by piece. Just like sit on the side of your tub if you have one and wash your legs. Then like sit in the tub and wash your body and your hair or whatever. Make sure to have electrolytes and water on hand for after! Take your TIME getting dried and dressed. Like srsly do not rush yourself!!!

It’s also recc to not use hot water when washing yourself but frankly I will Die in the cold so if you are the same just know that does make symptoms worse and prepare accordingly to deal with that. No shame in that !!!

If you have more PLSPLSPLS leave them in replies or tags or reblogs!!! I’ll add stuff as well if I think of more! Stay safe and CONSUME YOUR SALTS!!!!!

[papicup]

(Finally organizing this blog so i can start rebloging 🙏🏻 )

☆Intro☆

• Hello everyone, you can call me Yuki

Just a student who likes to draw & bake

English is not my first language

This is mainly my twst art blog ( i'm focused on diasomnia tho *cought* lilia fanatic ) (also posting animatics & rambles)

My art tag : #papicupart ( i put all my art here)

You're welcome to yap away here , no srsly i mean it i encourage it !!!

This is not a spoiler free blog but i might put a warning. And some of my posts might be 18+

I do sometimes cover other things like project sekai/vocaloids, jshk , bunch of romance manhwa , bb etc. (So like a multi-fandom)

I might be taking requests when i find time & post when i have time since i'm very busy i do this for fun .

Music is what inspires me the most and also a good story 💚

This blog is new but i'm not new here on tumblr been here for like 3-4 years.

Also pls do not repost without credits🙏🏻

Everything else is in my bio(?) i think so yeah

Hope you have a good time here♡

[melsie-sims]

I want to start a BACC save. What do you personally do with townies when you start? The rules aren't really clear on what to do. They say unlock the ability to talk to them, but also you have to get rid of all the lots. I don't want them interacting with my sims so I think of deleting them but they're gonna keep spawning randomly. You are planning on fully filling your BACC saves with your own sims as you go right? Cause I think I might do that if I can. Or just keep a few ones. Or place my own.

Hey! Sorry for the late reply (is it?), I didn't know I had messages in my inbox! I always love answering these types of questions and I REALLY hope you do end up starting a BACC soon! If you post it, tag me! I'd love to see it!

I delete everyone and everything, starting completely from scratch with only my sims. For ease, I'll usually download the latest version of Srsly's Blank Save, just make sure the save name is different if you have other blank saves in your game so you don't overwrite anything!

As for townies that generate randomly, I used to have some mods that prevented that from happening altogether, but they broke a while back and have never worked for me since. I usually just periodically delete those sims from my save every time I remember to do it, and the rest of the time I ignore them. The "Just Go Away!" interaction is my best friend in this case.

But yes, I play differently from most BACC players by not allowing townies in my game at all, only my played sims. One day in the distant future I intend to have 100 families all made up of babies born in-game and CAS Point sims that I've earned.

Hope this helps! Happy Simming! 💚

[autistic-katara]

ok so tags, tags r so confusing and idk why

ok so the tags do seem confusing but they’re actually pretty simple (i’m gonna talk abt this through the lens of searching for fics btw)

so when u click on a tag and click filter (which is normally how i look for fics) the filters are split into 3 sections

include, exclude, and more options. and if u look at them they have subsections, the subsections for include and exclude being the same, and i’ll explain what the subsections are below

so this is ratings. all of the filter tags thingys are sorted by how many fics there are tagged/rated like this in this tag, in this case i clicked on the Stranger Things fandom tag and that’s the results (don’t think i rlly need to explain what the ratings mean or anything). when including stuff u can only select one (obviously) but u can filter out multiple

next is the warnings, all fics r required to have at least one but u can add multiple. think these r all pretty self explanatory except underage which either means underage sex or underage SA (or possibly smthn more broad but i’m pretty sure it’s one of those, more certain that it’s underage sex in general) also no warnings and creator chose not to use warnings are 2 different things, if something is tagged creator chose not to use warnings then it could mean it has major character death or violence or whatever but the author didn’t wanna add a warning for some reason so be sure to check the tags.

next is categories, this is about the different kinds of relationships in it. for f/f, f/m, and m/m f stands for female and m stands for male so they’re about sapphic, straight, and achillean relationships respectively. gen means no romantic/sexual relationships and multi means there r multiple kinds of relationships (e.g a fic where one of the relationships in the fic is lesbian while another is straight). other i think is just for stuff that doesn’t rlly fit in any of the other categories, like for example if it was [character]/gn reader (put a pin in the / we’ll come back to it later)

up next is fandoms. now from here on all the things that show up in the filters aren’t the only options, they’re just the top 10. i don’t rlly have anything to say on this bit so i’ll just move on.

next is characters, if u want a character to be in the fic ur reading u can filter in their tags. don’t rlly know what else to say on this other than again these r only the top 10 and i’ll talk abt a way u can search for others in a minute.

next, relationships. if u want/don’t want a certain relationship to be in the fic u can filter them here. also remember how i told u to put a pin in that /? well yeah this is very important to remember: a / between 2 characters is a romantic or sexual relationship and an & is a platonic/familial/etc. relationship. srsly u don’t wanna mix them up.

and last in the include/exclude section is additional tags. this is for just everything that would be tagged that isn’t any of the other stuff. like any AUs, if it’s got smut/angst/fluff/whatever, any extra warnings that weren’t in the big warnings section (e.g a suicide attempt or homophobic language), if it’s a smut the specifics about what kinda stuff they’re doing, etc.

but we aren’t completely finished in this section because we still have:

this thing is just what u would use if a tag u wanted to read/block wasn’t in the top 10 of their category of this tag. u can just type it in here and it’ll probably come up but if it doesn’t u can just press enter and it’ll still work.

and that’s all for include/exclude but there’s still more options so i’ll get into that

first is crossovers. pretty self explanatory, exclude crossovers means all fics that come up will only have one fandom, show only crossovers will include only fics that have multiple fandoms, and include crossovers shows both.

completion status. completion status is (obviously) about whether a fic is complete or not. if a fic’s chapter count is like this: 7/7 it’s complete, if it’s like this: 7/16 or 7/? it’s not, and the filtering is pretty self explanatory.

word count. if u want to read something idk shorter with a quicker payoff or longer with more content or whatever reason u can filter the word count. how it works is for example if u put 7000 in the “from” area and 20,000 in the “to” area all the fics would have 7000-20,000 words.

date updated. if u don’t wanna read fics from before/after a certain date u can put the date into this and filter it (e.g i recently watches itsv and wanted to read abt my boy Miles but haven’t yet watched atsv so i put atsv’s release date into the “to” section so none of the fics would have spoilers).

and finally there’s this thing which i honestly have no idea how to use so yk.

there’s also a way to filter only one language in incase u don’t wanna be scrolling and find a rlly good fic only to find out it’s another russian fic or whatever and a way to change what order fics come in (latest updated first, latest posted, most kudos, etc.)

anyways yeah hope this was helpful and made sense and if ur confused by anything just ask and srry if u meant how to tag ur fics not how to use the tagging system to search if u meant that just tell me and i could explain that too if u want and yeah happy writing :)

[arttrampbelle]

Treating poc characters like they can be easily swapped for each other is already bad.

Treating poc coded non human characters is even worse.

Tarkatans as a disease?! Really boon?!

Trashing both milly and kitana. Ruining both. And many more. Just to be "DiFfErEnT hurr im not like other games. uwu" boons head is srsly up his ass imho rn. Im not gonna sugarcoat it. Im pissed. But i feel for legit fans who are just getting into it. Confused as hell. Like im sorry nrs is like this. Im sorry that this amazing game series is just straight ass rn. Mk11 is better,i hate to say it. Play that instead plz. Hell play 9 to 11. I'd rather, if you can ,play 1-4. And maybe mk:shaolin monks

Treating sub zero kuai and hanzo like they can be irechangeable and swapped just because they are both asian?!

Like everyone legit looks the same. And thats fucked up considering on how much beautiful uniqueness each character had in mk11!

Wtaf?!!!!

Like does nobody see how bad that is?!

Idgaf if your fave(s) are back!!! Fuck your faves rn!

Can you not see how fucking obviously racist and even a lil bit sexist nrs is being rn?!

Like legit!

HOW TF CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT?! DOES IT NEED TO BE BOLDLY SPELT OUT TO YOU LIKE FR?!

I mean it's ridiculous. People are completely ignoring the bastardization of these characters in front of their eyes.

Oh but because smoke,kenshi,etc is back and conveniently look like uwu pretty boiz. You don't care.

You ignore everything bad and absolutely wrong about this game because you don't wanna admit you pre bought a shitty game.

You can cancel your order you know that right?!

Legit. Think before you buy. But if you did. Cancel it.

Fr. Its not worth your time or money. Regardless if your faves are back.

Shangs back. But that wont convince me. Nothing will. Because they already fucked up so bad.

Like it's gonna take a lot more.

I admit i did buy 11 for shang. But also because of the other things looked decent. Not the best. But decent.

Mk"1" or mk12 lets be honest here.

Looks trash. Gameplay is super stiff. You ARE FORCED THIS DAMN DUMB KAMEOS GIMMOCK THEY SHOVING DOWN PEOPLES THROATS. nobody wanted tag team shit. Ever.

Srsly you can't turn it off. AT ALL!

The story is shit. Gameplay is shit. Marketing is shit. Everything about it is shit. Its trying so hard to be like every other game then what it is.

Its copying whatever is "pop culture" hip rn. Its a laughable. And very sad tbh.

[twoheadedfawnn]

tagged by the lovely @serethereal to post 10 books to get to know me 🤍 thank you !!

1. jane eyre

my favorite book of all time forever … i cant explain to you what this book means to me but when i first read it it hit me like a thunderbolt. i love jane & rochester sm idgaf that he locked his wife in the attic like that’s father idk …

2. catcher in the rye

i haven’t read it since but when i first discovered this book in middle school i went through an insufferable phase where i carried it with me wherever i went … i was severely mentally ill though and it was so comforting to me at the time and made me feel less alone so for that i’ll love it forever

3. normal people by sally rooney

i’m forever a sally rooney disciple idc … this book is everything to me i’ve read it so many times and it never gets old. it feels so real like everyone has had a situationship like marianne and connel’s i think …

4. conversations with friends by sally rooney

another sally rooney … it’s gotten me through some hard times and i recommend it to everyone

5. all about love by bell hooks

i know everyone recommends it but this book forever changed my outlook on love and i will never shut up about it

6. how should a person be ? by sheila heti

i definitely need to re read this one soon but this is the kind of book that can almost be hard to read because it really challenges you to look at yourself, thorns and all … life changing to me personally

7. crying in H mart by michelle zauner

i’ve never cried so much reading a book this one ripped my heart out … everyone should read this but also it WILL traumatize you

8. devotions by mary oliver

should be required reading !!!!!!!!

9. jeff buckley: his own voice

jeff is one of my favorite artists forever and this book made me feel close to him which is so nice … he was srsly an earth angel

10. the idiot by elif batuman

selin is so real she’s just like me … i too need to contextualize my life as a movie or else i get horribly depressed

tagging @godardgirl @saintbronte @vanirgo @deathandsensuality @thomyorkesgf @iloveyou2 @brigittefitzgerald @marlborohomme <33

[blueiight]

🙄 srsly ur not even gonna publicly defend ur friend when u know folks are completely misrepresenting the situation (and lbr some of that subset of fandom were just waiting to take her down a peg ever since she suddenly got popular). hiding in vague tags when u see people straight up lying abt her is so lame.

Yk i wasnt even gonna engage u or any of these other anons whove been screaming at me since 9 am my time yesterday accusing me of defending harassment or accusing me of being a ‘bad friend’. but ig i got time this morning n ur my springboard for answering them all. I Been Getting phil jackson level of racist troll anons calling me slurs calling for my own death too [which is hilarious lol real deal ppl tried to kill me n im pose to fold cuz anon #50 said die blueiight! like lol ok. at least say it behind ur real blog] & accusing me of being in some evil posse or like u accusing me of ‘not defending ppl’ enough bc i made a half assed delete tag post b4 going to clean up my lab yesterday that essentially said dont use a black woman’s untagged readmore that mentioned nobody as an excuse to harass a particular black woman under the pretext of ‘defending’ much less blame said individual’s emotions for other people’s cruel decisions to harass others. i might as well elaborate. situations where real people are harassed or being talked about require more maturity + thought than someone having a bad opinion on a fictional dynamic. this is not a matter of people's biases impacting their fictional analysis. these are people's biases against real life black women impacting real life black women [albeit on the internet but real ppl r behind these screens!], and i am a black woman myself. im not some 2 faced friend or some anon harasser im a real black woman. n to anyone reading: harassment is not caused by someone else being ‘protective’, online harassment is motivated by an individual/s cruelty. individual writers venting on their own blog r not responsible for anyone else’s feelings or someone else being cruel. u r responsible for as an individual for ur own feelings n ur own actions. no one is or should be so easily influenced by anyone's venting to the point of going to harass someone else. that is not how harassment works and that is wrongfully scapegoating. unless u have proof of someone’s ip or even some conjecture like typing styles to where yk the @s of anyone sent so n so (which ik none of u can pull up bc theres no proof of such) or w/e, ur just talking shit & being messy. u would think a shared interest woud make yall wanna act like u got some sense but yall wanna act like the teenagers u were never allowed to be in cliques over 2d yaoi. why r all u , even other black women, always so fucking weird to black women? willfully misinterpreting everything we say, tokenizing individual black women& attacking when that ‘token’ expresses any sort of feeling like i need all yall to go do sum bout yall selves and get the fuck for real. yall run black women out these fan spaces bc of ur parasitic relationship to their work, then wonder why everything is so white. its cuz the only fan creators u treat like human beings are older white ppl or fans of color that reinforce their views. i see right the fuck thru all yall.

[hanasnx]

the krayt house design and art is everything!!!!! I love how cohesive and detailed everything is <3 so pretty yet so dark and appealing. I can see how much effort you put into this!!!

and the concept is so original! I really didn't expect this but OMG I LOVE IT

seriously indy can't wait ! hope you are really proud of yourself, you did a terrific job!

also not me getting all wet with the dry humping tags you know what you're doing to me buggy

don't get me started with which ones I'm most excited for I'll never shut up

thank you very much for complimenting it tbh, i keep going back and forth in my mind about me being proud of it and me thinking it’s too busy & confusing. so your feedback means a lot to me, means its translating well. i spent a long time on the designs :)

thank you for saying the concept is original ! even tho it was entirely based on pornhub i appreciate you. also thank you for saying i did a terrific job. seriously this shit was ambitious, especially with my hands. been taking breaks and staying on top of it for the most part. even though i didn’t get to finish the entire project by now (which is what my original plan was) i’m still very happy with how far it’s come along. i’ve got about six posts left to do, not including some “bts” content to fill up the friday time slots. “bts” posts will just be little snippets about interviews with anakin skywalker

i don’t want you to ever shut up also like tell me everything srsly i wanna know what you’re most excited for