#this is why i'm mentally ill

[desperatelypraying4ananeurysm]

SNS Smut (Draft)

Warning: this is literally the first time I've attempted to write smut, so it might not be entertaining or anatomically correct. Beware. (I am sufficiently trained when it comes to the consumption of erotica, however, so maybe that will make it less cringe. Probably not.)

That being said I appreciate constructive criticism as a means to improve, so suggestions are welcome.

The idea of oral always disgusted Sasuke.

The thought of wanting to see someone's genitals, much less touch, much less touch with your mouth, made him cringe. He didn't understand why someone would want to give or receive something so embarrassing for both people involved.

His opinion changed shortly after him and Naruto started dating.

It happened unexpectedly, completely unplanned.

They were both in the kitchen at around six in the morning, which Naruto wouldn't stop complaining about, with Sasuke making breakfast and Naruto standing behind him with his arms wrapped around his torso, head on his shoulder.

Naruto had leaned in to press his lips against Sasuke's in what should have been a chaste kiss, but it lingered for a second too long with a little bit too much pressure.

They both blinked at each other.

Naruto leaned in again for another kiss like before, but this time he bit down on Sasuke's bottom lip and dragged it between his own before pulling back.

Their eyes locked onto each other. A silent agreement passed between them, and Sasuke switched off the stove before turning around to fully face Naruto.

They didn't hesitate as they pressed up against each other and started making out, Naruto grabbing Sasuke by the waist and pinning him to the edge of the counter. Sasuke tangled the fingers of his remaining hand in the silky blonde curls at the nape of Naruto's neck.

After a few minutes, they pulled back and took in each other's kiss swollen lips and dilated pupils. The only sound in the apartment was the heavy breathing between them and the rustling of leaves from the open window.

Then, Naruto broke the silence by blurting in a nervous voice, "Can I suck you off?"

Sasuke didn't process what he said for a solid eight seconds.

"What?"

Naruto's face, which was already flushed from the kissing, turned crimson red.

"I-I mean it's okay if you don't want to! Totally fine!" he started rambling desperately. "I just kind of got caught up in the moment, you know? I forgot we haven't gotten to that point yet which is perfectly oka—"

"Sure."

Sasuke barely managed to keep his voice steady as he whispered out the only word he could think of while his brain felt like it had been placed under some type of genjutsu. He felt his mind swarming with nerves and jitters, while simultaneously feeling his heart flutter.

"Wait...Really! I mean— it's okay if you don't feel like it! I can wait, seriously—"

"I said it's fine idiot", he finally managed to get some coherence back. "I want you to."

It was a good thing he meant what he said, because even if he hadn't, the way Naruto beamed after hearing that would have made him cave in less than a second.

Naruto, almost vibrating in excitement, leaned in to place a firm kiss on the pulse point located at the side of his neck. He started trailing kisses all over Sasuke's chest and stomach, sinking to his knees as he reached the navel.

When he got to the waistband of the sweatpants he hooked his fingers into it and gently pulled it down, licking the patch of skin and the scattering of hair that was revealed.

Sasuke couldn't control the surprised gasp that escaped him when Naruto suddenly ripped down his pants and boxers in one go, exposing his erection to the cold air.

Naruto glanced up at him for a second, a rakish grin on his face, before he leaned down and took Sasuke into his mouth.

. . .

Sasuke couldn't tell if he was breathing. Maybe he wasn't, with the way his heart tightened every time Naruto slid his mouth over the length of his cock.

Everything felt like too much; the arousal coursing through his body, the sweat making his hair stick to his forehead, the sound of his own labored breaths filling his ears.

But when Naruto pulled off and placed a small peck against the head, ran his tongue along the ridge of the crown, he looked up into Sasuke's eyes for the first time.

The rays of sunlight filtering in through the window behind them reflected in Naruto's eyes and made them look like sapphire's bathed in melted gold.

Sasuke's breath hitched, and he knew in that moment it was over.

His entire body tensed and then instantly liquified as he squeezed his eyes shut, biting down on his bottom lip in a failed attempt to cut off the choked moan he produced from deep inside his throat.

After a few seconds he managed to recompose himself enough to glance down, where Naruto sat staring back up at him. There was a streak of cum on his right cheek, cutting across the three whisker markings. When he noticed Sasuke was watching him, Naruto reached up his left hand and wiped it off, maintaining steady eye contact as he licked it clean.

Sasuke tilted his head up towards the ceiling, resting it against the kitchen cabinet behind him as he tried to collect his bearings. He thought he understood now why people liked this so much.

It all depended on the person you did it with.

[inkskinned]

today i love the red metal crane in her long neck arching her body over the boston skyline, which means i am okay for a moment. when i am unwell, everything is a little ugly. i always tell myself look for the beauty but when it is bad, i will look at birds and sunsets and little ducklings and feel absolutely nothing.

when my brother got his puppy, i was in a deep depression. what kind of monster isn't affected by a puppy. i was gentle and kind to her - i just didn't have an emotional reaction. she's five now and i feel like i spend all of our interactions apologizing to her - i don't know why. i just didn't feel anything. how embarrassing. i feel like if i admit that, i'll seem cruel and jaded. it comes in waves. like, two months ago when i went out into the world - it was like that. life behind a pane of stormglass. a firework could go off over your head - nothing. like dead skin, no reaction. not to ice cream or rainbows or baby chickens. life foggy and uninteresting.

i love goslings again. i love their little webbed feet splayed over grass. i love good food and live music and long walks. i like puppies. i feel like some kind of my soul has been starved - i keep staring at everything with wide eyes, trying to burrow the sensation into my stomach. it's real. beauty is real. when it's bad again, remember this. i stop and smell the flowers, feeling cliche in the moment. i like the white-to-red ombre of my neighbor's roses. i like colorcoding and yoga and cold drinks. i try to pass my hands over every moment, feeling like i'm squeezing joy out of every instant. remember this. for the love of god, it's real - just remember this.

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID in alt text, transcripts for comics also found there!]

🎉🎇HAPPY NEW YEAR!🎇🎉

Sure was a year...This is just me taking the end of year opportunity to post the various DC comics doodles that have been gathering dust in my files! Disclaimer that I'm a heathen who mostly reads batfam comics (and also a lot of. Sidekick-y stuff? Like YJ98) and these are all for fun! (Image #3 is a direct adaptation of this text post I made)

[kitotherianposting]

hello nonhuman ally / young uneducated nonhuman. you have a bomb strapped to your chest. to diffuse it, you must explain why alterhumans are valid without saying any of these phrases

- they still know they're human / it's not like they believe they're physically nonhuman

- well they're not delusional / mentally ill

- it's just a phase, don't bother them / let kids be kids / they're just exploring their identity

- well they're just [insert something that only describes otherpaws / furries]

you have 1 hour.

[beanghostprincess]

how can somebody watch one piece and not think they're in a poly relationship

[toe-bees]

What if instead of hetalia it was freaktalia and the nations were freaky

[dagwmeno]

ummmmmm some killer x dust would be awesom..

Ding ding food is served!! Eat up!!

[sanjiaftersex]

this ace and sanji parallel of feeling undeserving of love, your honor

[shiryawashere]

her face body language and general demeanor in this scene make me feel such intensely sapphic emotions i want to bite off my own hand about it

[necrotic-nephilim]

jealousy really is the driving force of DamiTim as a ship. love that for them. love how Tim has the Robin mantle ripped away from him and he has to suffer the jealousy of watching Dick and Damian bond. how possessive over Dick Tim can be, to have him stolen by Dick.

even more so though, is the jealousy from Damian. how on earth do you cope when you finally get to be Robin, a role you've convinced is your birthright, and no one really likes you? every prefers the Robin who came before you? Dick regularly reminds you that he can always go and call Tim back when you act out? like the complex Damian has over Tim is unreal. Tim, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had everything handed to him his whole life. he never had to struggle or fight for his place like Damian did. Damian has spent his whole life fighting and proving himself, and yet he can't ever seem to truly claw the mantle of Robin away from Tim. even when Tim lets it go, becomes Red Robin, they seem to share it. Tim can slip back into the role of Robin whenever someone like Dick or Bruce need him to, because *he's* the Robin who they need. he's the Robin who was able to find Bruce. he's the Robin that Ra's wants an heir out of. he's the Robin who even Jason respects. in Damian's eyes, everything Damian has fought tooth and nail for, was handed to Tim.

so of course he's going to react to Tim with violence and aggression, especially after finding out Tim has contingency plans for him. no matter how much Damian proves himself, he's never going to be enough, especially not to Tim. and so his deep refusal to see Tim as family, to acknowledge Tim's legacy is all driven by such an angry jealousy. Tim understands aspects of Bruce's legacy that Damian doesn't, like the need to sweet talk and play nice with the elites of Gotham, even if they're corrupt. they exemplify different aspects of Robin, and the aspects that Tim exemplifies are the aspects that Damian knows he'll never fully understand and therefore holds such a deep contempt for. he wants to fight criminals, not play nice with politicians. Tim understands the side of Gotham that's utterly foreign to Damian. if anything, he represents that side of Gotham, to Damian. a pretty little rich boy who's nothing but a know-it-all and not a real son of Bruce. he can't be a Wayne. he can't be Damian's family.

and all of that angry jealousy leading to unhealthy obsession turned a weird, angry crush from Damian is just my bread and butter. that is how DamiTim should be. to me. Damian obsessed over hating Tim Drake so much he accidentally ends up sort of in love with him and that only makes Damian angrier. because he can't prove everyone right by *also* liking Tim. he can't let Ra's win like that, because frankly why wouldn't Ra's be delighted by Damian and Tim getting together. and it builds and builds with angry passive aggression towards Tim that culminates in angry hate-fucking-that's-not-just-driven-by-hate. love and hate are always viewed as opposites in shipping and i think they're the same intense passion just in different directions. and for the best ships, they're very intertwined. what is DamiTim is not the peak of that. "i put so much of myself into hating you i had no choice but to fall in love with you somewhere along the way" core. love that bleeds into hate and hate that bleeds into love. "you make me so angry i regularly passively try to kill you but not with any real effort because who would i obsess over if you were actually gone" core. murder attempts as a form of courting. contingency plans to take each other out as a love language. they're unwell.

[tobias-hankel]

I love how Spencer gets defensive of mentally ill unsubs. Just imagine how many comments he probably got about his mom growing up. That was the 80s and 90s - people were less aware of mental illness, made fun of it more, and people loved to talk.

I wonder if he always stuck up for her or if he couldn't. If he knew he shouldn't snap back at the neighborhood boys that were twice his size or the teacher that talked about things she didn't know about. I wonder if people made comments like that about Diana. Saying oh it's too bad what happened to poor Diana. She is too ill to work and her husband left her... She was so sweet too. And Spencer knows she is still sweet - that she can be sweet when she is lucid enough to remember who he is, when she reads to him and calls him Crash - even though she might never know that she is the reason he is bruised.

I like to think that Spencer stood up for her but he might also be too smart for that. He would have to shoulder those comments about his mom. He would go home and cry into his pillow because the world was hating on the only person he had left for something she can't control. But then Spencer gets himself into the FBI, gets a badge and a gun and a score of degrees, and he never has to listen to another negative comment about his mom - or anyone with mental illness.

Spencer might not have always been able to protect his mom, but he sure as shit isn't going to let anyone bad mouth her now.

[inkskinned]

maybe i'm a bitch but if i hear you go out of your way to judge someone's weight, i immediately lose trust in you & will probably forever find you a little unbearable . yes also the little floating bar over my head will start reading [hostile]. this is natural and u caused it.

[everfaire]

[a-random-weeb]

Chuuya can do whatever he wants to me 😍

I have more pictures, but I'm too lazy to scroll slightly further down in my camera roll

... At what point does this become an obsession?

[shithowdy]

realized a drawing i'm doing rn is almost identically posed to one i did 8.5 years ago of a different oc, except the old drawing was instantly tainted by one of the players featured messaging me asking if i could take it down because their abusive, possessive rp partner saw it and got jealous of them "roleplaying behind their back" and i said "nah" and it became a whole Thing that i should have walked away from at that exact moment but didn't and the 6 months that followed contained some of the most truly condensed batshit i have ever witnessed in an rp community already well-known for its batshittery.

... anyway i love my friends. so happy to accidentally redeem the pose.

[depressiv]

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