#thank you for the prompt!!!!

[robinminustherichard]

Bucktommy - Surprising the other with flowers💐

The 217's A-Shift were lined up against the side of the hanger, sitting in the mismatched set of lawn chairs that had been collected over the years, enjoying the sunset and waiting out the last twenty minutes of their shift.

Lucas and Donato were systematically destroying their probie at poker while Tommy and Andrews were discussing the Lakers' latest game; warm in the Los Angeles evening air.

Tommy couldn't wait to finish out his shift, grab a shower, and head to Evan's house to kick off a rare and treasured shared 32 hours off. They managed to match up in a way Tommy was not going to take for granted--he knew Evan had already caught a nap and was likely starting in on dinner that would be ready by the time Tommy pulled up.

Tommy took a drink of the soda that was almost finished in his hands, humming along to Andrews's take on the Lakers defense and watching the last stragglers of B-Shift arriving in their cars. His eyes was caught by an unfamiliar van that pulled in. The van parked not too far from where they sat, and a man clearly dressed to make a delivery emerged.

Tommy watched him get out and head around to the back of the van, and turned to share a smirk with Andrews when the man emerged with an overwhelmingly large bouquet of flowers in a riot of reds and pinks.

"Ahh, Donato!" Tommy called, turning his smirk to her and watching her grimace when she too caught site of the bouquet that was now making its way towards them, so large that it hid the delivery man's head, "Another admirer? Who did you dazzle and dash from this week? Which poor soul is in love with you but will never measure up?"

The rest of A-Shift let out snickers and hilariously immature "oooh!"s; Donato rolling her eyes and huffing as she set her cards down. She shoved herself upward out of her lawn chair and moved to meet the delivery man, arms crossed.

"Can we help you?" She asked, leaning to the right to look around the bouquet and peer at the man.

"Uh, yeah," the man said, fumbling to get the bouqet into one arm so he could pull an order slip out of his pocket with the other. "I have a delivery for a, uh, Tommy Kinard?"

For a moment, all was quiet. Tommy's mouth dropped open, the can of soda slack in his hands. And then, of course, all of the A-Shift assholes laughed.

"Oh! Kinard! Tommy Kinard!" Donato crowed gleefully, spinning around on her heel to send a manic grin Tommy's way. "Flowers for Tommy Kinard!"

"Oh shit," Tommy said eloquently, still awestruck by the mass of flowers threatening to slip from the man's hands. With a soundtrack of continuing laughter behind him, Tommy quickly got up himself and helped the man. "That's, uh, that's me. Thanks, man."

Tommy grabbed the flowers, knowing that a rare blush was burning furiously across his cheeks. His coworkers were still breaking into new peels of laughter, but Donato was at least being helpful and siging for the delivery. Not quite sure what to do, Tommy walked back to his seat and plopped down with the flowers in his lap.

The bouquet was truly, embarrassingly gigantic. There had to be at least 100 stems shoved into the vase, all bold reds and delicate pinks, fragrant and tickling at Tommy's nose as he sat. He heard the delivery driver leave, Donato make her way back to her seat, and the chuckles around him finally dissipate.

"Yeah, yeah," Tommy grouched, defaulting to crabby, "just because you fucks wouldn't know romance if it hit you--"

"Romance?!" Andrews sqwaked to his right, "Romance?! From the man that told us about the time he dumped a man because he quote, 'chewed wrong'?"

"To be fair--"

"Ah, ah, fair is you never getting to call me out again, Kinard! Buckley has is bad for you."

Tommy sighed, rolling his eyes and setting the flowers down on the ground at his feet. Tommy slapped his hands over his eyes and refused to look at anyone.

"That boy is in love, Kinard," Lucas said, grabbing cards back and sliding them back into their box.

"Now, who said anything about love?" Tommy said, gaze settling on the card attached to the flowers. The others around him were making moves to leave, their desire to make fun of him warring with their readiness to go home. Tommy opened the card and couldn't help but laugh, sharp and loud. Warmth rushed his body, from the top of his head down. He flipped the card closed and grabbed his own things, including the bouquet, before heading for the locker rooms. He had somewhere to be.

I hope I timed this right and everyone is making fun of you right now. You ever give me a hickey that big before a 24 ever again and I'll send chocolates and a big teddy bear next time.

See you at home, handsome.

-Evan

[saessenach]

Kiss in the rain for Rhaelya cause they're different kinds of dramatic like that.

two travellers in disguise down the Kingsroad being indeed very dramatic ayy

Lyanna and Rhaegar for #16 - a kiss in the rain from this list

[puckingdisaster]

Oh and also for the situations ask thing: drunken/sleepy confessions (number 13) with a guy or ship of your choosing. It’s getting hard to think of guys to put into situations

For some reason, Claude thought it was a great idea to go to the same bar the Penguins went to after the game. Michael quietly suspected the reason was 1,80m tall and had the most famous backside in the league. But that wasn't his business, so he just went to the bar alone to get a drink and left it to the rookies to entertain the others. Just when the bartender set his drink down in front of him, Michael sensed someone sliding onto the barstool to his left. When he turned to see who it was, he had to push down the urge to roll his eyes. Of course it had to be Kahun. For some reason he didn't fully understand, the kid pissed him off to no end. They didn't have much contact, barely interacted with each other during the game, so Michael didn't know why Kahun would seek him out in a bar.

"Fuck. You goddamn asshole", he slurred, gripping the edge of the bar tightly so he wouldn't slide off the stool. Michael was so surprised he had to suppress a laugh.

"I'm sorry-- do you have something to say to me?", he said with a scoff.

Dominik turned towards him with a flourish, almost knocking his glass over in the process.

"Yes! I mean-- I guess not. But you're a fucking Flyer and I'm a fucking Penguin but I still want to fuck you so bad I almost trip over my fucking skates every time we're on the ice together!"

Michael, who normally mastered the art of stoicism long, long ago, almost spat his drink out.

"Jesus fuck! You can't just say something like that!", he hissed, lowering his voice a little so hopefully none of their surrounding teammates would hear them.

"Yeah, sucks, because I just did. And before you ask, I'm fucking serious", Dominik said.

Michael let out a sigh, closing his eyes for a moment.

"I'm not dignifying that with an answer. Because you're really drunk. You stay right there while I go get one of your teammates to get you home."

He was glad to have an out, because during this very unusual conversation, he realized that he did want to hook up with Kahun. Maybe that was his problem with the kid. But that would have to wait until they were both sober enough to have that kind of talk. Or maybe more than a talk.

[waveoftheocean]

identity shenanigans ft. clark's supersniffer 😤

superbat (every)week winter exchange gift for @gravygranola - your prompts were so delightful and i wish i was able to incorporate more of them but i hope you like it regardless!!

also thank you so much to the @superbateveryweek mods for organizing this event 💕💕

[jesncin]

Two FAce Attorney for DC Gotcha for Gaza! (prompts closed!) Okay the prompt was just to draw Two Face but I've had this joke in my mind for so long that I had to draw it heheh

[lotus-pear]

horrendously late entry for @luneariann’s dtiys!! congrats on one million ely i’m so proud of you <3

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Vibes based grading system.

(for @epistemologys, who wanted some post-canon, teacher WWX)

[whump-in-the-closet]

weak in the knees for situations where a stoic whumpee allows someone to help them. they don't say a word of acceptance but they don't protest either. Too injured to say no and too tired to deny they need it. Just grudgingly letting a gentle hand guide them to a bed or to wrap a wound. Then a quiet, "thank you." in between sharp breathing as they try not to break down in front of someone else. Love love love shielded vulnerability

[newtlovescorndogs]

SLEEP OVER!!!

[aterfish]

Good thing it was a short spin

[anbaisai]

"Prefect, what did you... just..."

Based on this ask from my friend Sheep! A true love's kiss to free him from plushie-ness indeed...

[02511213942]

first words / first touch soulmate au ⚡️✨ my fall @aftgexchange for @twinyard0305! soo much fun to think about 🧡

[srapsodia]

Ask prompt: 82 with Karasuno boys driving for the first time after getting their license with their teammates along for the ride....to varying degrees of success lol

82: one driving, other passenger

Asahi's first time driving the team around!

[hanasnx]

so.. hot take fix idea..

fire lord zuko would totally try to fuck you anywhere.. i mean, who’d stop him? from the garden balconies to the throne room or even dining room and study.. it’s very evident that he loves you to everyone around and isn’t afraid to let anyone else know it either.

MINORS DNI 18+

"Zuko," you chide under your breath, shying away from ZUKO's lips that brush the sensitive skin of your neck. "Compose yourself." you hushed instruction is paid no heed as he presses himself into your back, pinning you between the railing and his body.

His lowered voice washes warm breath over your ear, sending chills down your spine, "How can I? I can't keep my hands off you." It's in poor taste for the Fire Lord to express such ardent desire so publicly, the balcony overlooking the courtyard is hardly the most inconspicuous place to do it. Even through his layers of robing, you can feel a familiar prodding, and you gasp when his teeth bite into your flesh to distract you. "No one's around." he expresses as if it's encouragement instead of a thinly veiled ploy. It's part of the thrill for him.

The official dressings you wear are inaccessible, you're unsure of how he'll proceed without baring you entirely for the world to see. When his hands grab at the fabrics, bunching them up to inch them higher you reach back to catch him. "Zuko!" you whisper indignantly, glancing at him from over your shoulder. He leans in, furthering you over the balcony from his weight as he steals a grinning kiss from you.

"A quick one, my love. If anyone so much as looks in your direction I'll skin them alive." The barbaric threat is entirely to make you dissolve into giggles as a distraction, moving aside the expensive silks so he can get at what he knows is waiting for him underneath.

[tishawish]

Hi! So nice you are doing the touching thing again! 17 for geralt/jaskier if you feel like it!

Touch Prompts - 17. Holding the other's chin up

Thank you for dropping in a request<33

[maybanksprincess]

face sitting with munch!jj

warnings: smut and face sitting obviously, pussywhipped!jj, dom! jj, ass slapping, squirting, pet names, and dirty talk.

pairings: gf!reader x bf!jj

requested by this ask! (thank you anon!���)

jj had tried convincing you all day to sit on his face, you were afraid of suffocating him, or even more so you were afraid he wouldn't like it, and would regret asking.

you'd think after three hours of asking, he would drop it already. but of course he didn't because he always gets what he wants, especially from you.

after a while you finally had enough of his begging and pleading, all of his "please mama"'s and "ill do anything you want"'s, you had enough of it and just gave in.

following the pleads that comes out of his mouth, you sigh and agree. "okay jayj, fine. ill do it"

he looks at you with surprise, raising his head up to look at you from your chest. "yeah?" a smirk suddenly spreads across his face.

"yeah." you echo. his smirk grows wider and he sits up, laying on his back, arms behind his head, his blonde hair messy and all over the place.

"cmere mama." he beckons you over with one of his hands, that mischievous smirk still plastered on his face.

you can see the way his eyes go up and down you body, his tongue darting out to wet his lips, as his dimples poke thru his left and right cheek.

you can feel the pool between your legs getting wetter by the second, and as much as you were scared to sit on his face, you knew he would do a good job at it.

you sit on his lap, and he moves a pillow behind his head, peeling your pink laced panties off. he watches as your pussy and your panties connect with a string of wetness from your arousal.

he lets out a soft groan at he sound, you can feel his length pressing up against you in his boxers, then suddenly he pulls you up by your thighs using his strong arms.

your now hovering over his face, your pussy so close to his pink and plump lips. you slowly sink down onto his face uncomfortably, not putting your full weight on him.

he grunts disapprovingly, he gives your ass a warning slap, pulling you all the way down.

he moans as he feels all of your pussy on his mouth. "mm good girl" he mumbles against your heat. his tongue flattening against your core.

his tongue does fast figure eights on your clit, then licks long stripes up and down your pussy.

you relax against his face, and your hands fly down to pull at his hair, your hands tugging at the blondes unruly strands. "yeah. jus' like that jay." you were enjoying this a lot more than you thought you would. you were starting to think maybe you should've agreed to it the first time he asked

he buries his face inside, his strong arms flexing around your ass, he feels like his cock could explode at any moment from how hard it was. it was literally painful at this point.

you look back and see his cock strained against his boxers, and that only adds to the moans flying out of your mouth. you didnt know if it was the way his cock was jumping or the way his tongue was rapidly flicking at your folds. but all it once, the pleasure hits you, and your cumming. tugging at his hair, your head thrown back, and eyes rolled to the back of your eye socket.

your moaning pathetically, trying to prolong your orgasm as much as possible, riding his tongue, his nose nudging your clit. and before you know it your cumming again, except this time you feel liquid flowing out of your hole. and the orgasm feels much more powerful this time.

your legs are shaking and your body falls limp against his, you move off his face, and down to lay on top of him.

after a few minutes coming down from your high, he breaks the comfortable silence.

"so your letting me do that again sometime, yeah?"

"yeah."