#topic tracking

[snail-day]

TW: Yandere Hybrids, Somnophilia, Dubcon, Oral fixation, Overstimulation, Gagging, Crying during sex, Power dynamics, Humiliation, Knotting mentions, Manipulation WC: Under 1k

A/n: have I yapped about this? Probably. Mmmm well here's more yapping about Satoru's suckling problem.

Imagine bringing home a puppy hybrid. They're sweet, loud, impossibly affectionate. They make great additions to the family! Now you got a real pretty kind with snowy white ears that twitch when he’s happy, a big fluffy white tail that wags wildly whenever you walk through the door before his arms snake around your waist, and the brightest blue eyes you’ve ever seen.

Satoru. Sure he's sweet. Clingy. Always wants to be touching you, whether it’s his head in your lap, tail thumping against you, or palms nudging under your shirt just to feel skin.

You got a great deal! You weren't even sure why the agency was offering him so cheap! They did warn you about a little problem, sourced from anxiety. Suckling. Though they assured you its common with puppy hybrids.

It starts small. Barely even noticeable. Just the blankets at first. Then your socks. Then your clean laundry, pulled warm from the dryer only to find damp chew spots on the crotch of your panties. You figure it’s probably the anxiety. Poor thing’s home all day, curled up alone, waiting for his human to come back. He probably misses your scent. Probably needs comfort.

But comfort becomes a little more complicated when you wake in the middle of the night to wet heat lapping at your chest. When you find him latched onto your soft nipple like a pacifier, soft pitchy whines in the back of his throat as his hips rock gently against your leg, grinding himself through his boxers, a wet spot forming in the front.

You try to be good. Attempting to gently peel him off. Drowsily hushing his protests. But your body betrays you. Slurps echo embarrassingly loud when the flat of his tongue flicks over the sensitive bud. You’re sure you came in your sleep. More than once based on the slick between your thighs. Thankful he hasn't discovered that region, giving you time to correct his behavior before it gets worse. Your poor soft nipples are sore for days, and even the cream you bought doesn’t help.

And now nothing else soothes him. Not blankets, not toys, not even the shirts you leave behind that smell like you. He wants you. Wants your tits in his mouth, wants to be smothered by the soft mounds for the rest of his life.

So, what do you do?

You get him a friend. A dominat hybrid. Someone who can put him in his place.

Which is how fox hybrid!Suguru ends up in your home, quiet, slow-moving, sticks mostly to himself. Occasionally narrows his keen eyes at Satoru's antics. Though it didn't work out like you'd imagine.

He’s not the solution. He’s the problem.

Because he doesn’t correct Satoru’s behavior, he cultivates it. Encourages it.

“You’ve spoiled him,” Suguru murmurs one night, his firm chest pressed to your back, voice thick and deep against your ear. His arm is slung around your hips, strong, holding you open while whine into his long dark hair, attempting to hide yourself away.

“No - not my fault - ” you try, but your voice dies in a choked sob when a soft tongue flattens against your cunt again, suckling on your puffy clit like it’s candy.

Between your thighs, Satoru whines. Loud. Messy. His pretty blue eyes are hazy with need, pupils blown wide as his hands clutch your thighs, nails breaking skin and buries his face even deeper in your pussy. His ears are drooping low, flicking with every moan you make, and his cock is leaking all over your sheets as he humps the bed like a mindless mutt.

“See?” Suguru hums. “He likes direction.”

You’re overstimulated. Sore. Barely coherent. Your clit aches, your hole’s fluttering, and you don’t even realize you’re crying until Suguru kisses the tears from your cheeks, soothing you while his other hand grabs the panties you wore yesterday and shoves them between your teeth.

“There we go,” he croons, lips brushing over your cheek. “Let him taste you properly.”

You sob around the gag as Satoru moans, loud and high-pitched, grinding his tongue deeper like he’s trying to fuck you with it. Your hole aching at the desperate pushes. His nose nudges your clit with every thrust and his tail is wagging wildly behind him, thumping against the bed. You’re cumming. Again. Again. You don’t even know which number you’re on.

Suguru just watches. Eyes heavy-lidded and glowing in the moonlight. Something hard pressed against your back. His hand never leaves your belly, his claws gently stroking patterns over the soft skin.

“You’re lucky,” he murmurs against your ear, before shoving Satoru's face more into your cunt, a loud groan leaving the pup's lips. “your sweet puppy hasn’t learned how to knot yet.”

[oh-no-its-bird]

Trying to make slightly simplified shape/design references that I can maybe animate with. If I retain the energy and motivation to animate, I mean. Crossing my fingers !!

Cracks me up only a little bit that Orochinatsu is the youngest but also heads taller than the others. Truly youngest friend/sibling core

Might continue w some other ocs later, just bc its fun. Probably Haruka, let's be real. Maybe the other early konoha teens I dont think Ive posted much ab, like Orochinatsu's occasional on again off again Inuzukan girlfriend who only takes them on dates when its convenient for her (he's just happy to be there 👍) or the gloomy Uchiha boy who got to be Haru's decoy boyfriend that one time, or Shikasada's fiance. So many ocs such little time ,,, they consume me, I fear

[dyktvideogamesfx]

Ah! I think it just spammed my entire queue onto this blog- Well! Enjoy!

[mediumgayitalian]

working on a dork ass solangelo volleyball fic (an excuse to write will shirtless and nico ogling lol) and it was supposed to be like 1000 words but we are past that by a country mile. and i have school tomorrow. so i’m just gonna post this first bit and rely on you, beloveds, to bully me until it’s finished. i mean that. if u see me posting a slew of asks or headcanons instead of writing please yell at me. i’m going to lock in i stg.

[daltonsnightmare]

some things never change

[likeawildanimal]

who’s ready for jean and cody’s joint birthday party in tsc3!!!! can’t get it off my mind since cat brought it up in tgr. the potential is endless for that day

[coffeehelly]

its really interesting to me how kaidou says he feels like saiki is protecting/looking out for all of them somehow. like do they all have some kind of innate sense that the Weird Things happening around them are saikis doing? or do you think saiki gives off a strong "if anything happens to my friends im going to become the joker" vibe that he doesnt even notice

[holyshit]

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[autoauthor]

More Home Economics TobiIzu

So, the two of them get paired again as part of a project on budgeting. Both of them are from wealthy households, but Butsuma requires Tobirama justify any purchases he makes or pay with his own money. Meanwhile Izuna has never shopped for himself a day in his life.

They go to the supermarket to make a grocery list and Izuna just picks the most expensive of every food item because surely that means they're better quality.

Izuna: "How much could a banana be? 12?"

He's confused at why they need to factor in cleaning supplies because why can't they just use soap and water?

Hikaku ends up getting roped into the whole mess and is so done with the both of them. He didn't sign up for this. He is applying to the farthest possible university.

Meanwhile the project is being completely derailed. Izuna insists on having money budgeted for recreation so the three of them end up going around the city doing what amounts to various date activities - dragging Hikaku around to third wheel.

Now he could leave them and go do something productive with his time, but that runs the risk of the two of them realizing their own feelings for each other and the headache that would lead to.

Somehow, despite this, they keep having incredibly romantic moments together. They sing a karaoke duet. They share a single milkshake together (a second one was not in the budget). Tobirama holds Izuna's hands while they're out ice-skating.

Obviously they get full marks.

[hualianisms]

something i find tragic and messed up is how XL's worst trauma and HC's worst trauma are the same event - XL being stabbed 100 times. why that was traumatic for XL is self-explanatory. for HC, witnessing that was so traumatic that it single-handedly turned him into a supreme ghost king. it was the trauma of being powerless, watching his beloved go through hell unable to do a thing to stop it.

this trauma directly parallels HC's original childhood trauma, of being powerless as a child who couldn't defend himself from his bullies and abusers. he hates himself and judges himself very harshly for being "weak" as a child, blaming himself for his own trauma. just see the way he treats e'ming (who i believe represents the emotions of his child self), the way he drew himself in his mural, and the way he treated the statue of hong hong-er in the extras, and you can guess how HC views his child self.

HC's trauma response was to spend 800 years becoming the strongest possible, extremely wealthy and powerful so that he can protect and provide for his beloved the way he never could when he was a human kid or a small ghost. he also wanted to be as strong as possible so that he never has to feel like that "weak" child again. the trauma of powerlessness truly shapes so much of HC's personality

[ihatebrainstorm]

been thinking about Botborne Crossover Au again (Transformers x Bloodborne) for the past few days and like- ik I already set Prowl as Maria but like it would've been pretty funny if Prowl were Darkbeast Paarl

Solely for the reason that I think it'd be funny if Prowl's name was butchered into "Poowl"

atm Paarl is set as Ravage,, bc lore reasons and bc I think drawing Ravage as a giant lightning infused darkbeast would be sick as hell

[windvexer]

spiritual psychosis anon here: sorry for the vague ask earlier my other ask didn’t send i think lmao.

i was just mainly wondering if you had any advice on how to have a lively spiritual practice / divination practice despite being at risk of spiritual psychosis / easily experiencing it. (sorry if this wording is bad).

i struggle with divination / omens mostly because i tend to interpret things very literally and gravely and it ends up spiraling from there.

no worries if you have no specific advice, i know this is a heavy topic nd i apologize if this makes you uncomfortable.

No worries at all! I don't think your other ask sent.

I don't think I'm knowledgeable enough to give even layperson advice on helpful ways to deal with this.

In my experience, when my mental health was very bad, it made practicing more difficult. I know this isn't really that helpful, but mental health treatment that builds up a base level of stability is the only real solution I know of.

Right now if I went back to my worst mental health, I would have to start restricting how much of my path I could engage in or else risk greater instability. I couldn't encourage anyone to engage with things they think are high risk for their mental health, just with 'tips and tricks' to try and not spiral out.

I will say that while I believe people who have psychosis can practice divination, that doesn't mean that everyone who has psychosis will be able to find a balanced way to practice safely. For some people it's just a trigger that always hits too close to home.

If this is something you think you are at risk for, I encourage you to take it very seriously and not mess around with things that you think are likely to trigger it.

At a certain point I disavowed my practice entirely to seek out health and stability. So if not practicing a skill, or not practicing magic at all, is necessary for your mental health I support pausing or stopping practice altogether in pursuit of health.

You do not need to perform divination or work with omens to do many things in witchcraft.

I wish you all the best. Sorry you are struggling with this, it's a beast.

[edensvessel]

I've always been someone that adores stories and narratives. As a kid, I always got lost in them. My first exposure to well-written stories was when I was 6 years old and discovered Marble Hornets on the family computer, and binge-watched it. That's where my obsession with horror and all things spooky-scary came from. But that's also where my love for stories came from.

My whole life, I've realised, I've never really been myself. I never knew what that was like. When people say, "just be yourself!" it's difficult for me to conceptualise what that's like. And I've realised that it's because quite literally all I had growing up was stories.

My parents weren't neglectful, per se, but they were very busy. We had freshly moved to a whole new country, they were doing everything they could to keep us afloat. That meant my mother always worked during the day, and my father did night shifts so he could at least be present in the household with me. That did mean he was always asleep though. I only ever had stories and unrestricted internet access.

Naturally, this meant I started associating myself with stories, since my entire world became them. For the first 18 years of my life, I've been living a story. I've always treated myself as a character, and treated the others in my life as characters too.

Not that this was a bad thing. But I'm starting to realise it's bad for my self image. All my decisions have been based on what would make the best story. And of course, a lot of the time, this meant I didn't make the best decisions. I wasn't a good writer in my middle school years. I hurt people, I hurt myself, and it was all for the story.

Somewhere along the way, I started seeing other people as more complex characters. I was always frustrated over people deviating from the normal story structures. The cast is supposed to support each other! Why don't they treat me like one of them? I'm just like them! Why can't they see that?

Somewhere along the way, they became people. But that came far more recently than I'd like to admit. I started understanding that people's actions towards me are not wholly based on my actions towards them. And it boggled me. It was so hard for me to grasp, because I've always been so used to the equal action - equal reciprocative reaction in stories. A lot of my self worth has been based on how much people reciprocate things to me. I'm part of the cast! Why do they act like I'm not?

Somewhere along the way, I started seeing others as people. But that was never the same for myself. I've always stressed over my "writing", my "coding". Why am I so flawed? Nobody likes such a flawed character.

This is something I'm working on now, since I've come to recognise it. I'm starting to see myself as a person rather than a character. I'm learning what is and is not "me", instead of what I want to be me. I've discovered I have a passion for small film projects, I've discovered I heavily enjoy sfx makeup, I've discovered I want to be a teacher after high school. I'm very much still taking my baby steps, but it's the first time I've let myself be a person in so long. But I'm doing it. I'm finally doing it.

[creekfiend]

ppl who have used T in topical gel form, how many days of application did it take before u started feeling/seeing changes?

ETA: specifically low dose T, specifically looking at stuff relating to chronic illness & pain but anything else is fine data too

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

I don't think i have a particular love language nor do I believe & understand the concept of having one defined love language , we need different forms of love at different phases of our lives , sometimes you need someone to listen to you and you wish to hear the words of affirmation which makes you feel understood, sometimes a hug can worth more than a thousand words or just holding hands in silence can be more meaningful othertimes it's about how you want to share things that are dear to you like your music, the photos you took , sometimes when things get busy it's important to go out on long walk to spend time together but it is also important to realise things can get exhausting oftentimes in life and all you want be is in peace so being a form of peace to your partner is also a way of expressing your love for them , remembering the small details about someone can make them feel seen I am not talking about the way they dress but rather avoiding certain things which can upset /disappoint them or randomly bringing white tulips while coming back home cuz they love it , I also believe love is stored in the all small acts we do and it's just about how we want to bring it out , I still remember reading how Kafka fell in love with Melina cuz she was able to translate his works and Kafka felt deeply Seen and understood when he read them .

[a-vague-yet-menacing-agency]

Old news but the fact that Cody was manager at hot topic is so unexplored in fandom. Like he wasn't some shithead employee he was the boss Entry level retail workers are so rarely promoted to manager nowadays, like, was Cody just that good at selling/managing the store? Also, managers make good money. Okay, haha, it's a hot topic, but store managers make like 70,000$ a year (CAD). They have health insurance. So Cody was actually doing pretty well. It's kinda weird to pretend he was on the same level as his friend with just a standard sales associate position, even if that friend was also full-time. Like the power and responsibility that Cody actually had is kind of impressive especially for 28.

AND then! To become a carnie! Like sick move and also Cody lost all his money anyway but the financial disparity! Was Murph probably thinking of like an assistant manager position which would make more sense with Cody's vibe? Probably. Is it funnier to imagine that Cody had to make sales reports to corporate and design store planograms? Absolutely.

Cody was management.