#wild shit. absolutely buck wild.

[horce-divorce]

if you want to be a good ally to ANY oppressed group- and really if you want to be a good friend tbqfh- you HAVE to allow other people the dignity of their own truth. you have to believe them, you have to defer to them about their own experiences.

you have GOT to stop thinking that you know better than others based on nothing more than conjecture and observation, when other people have lived experience that you do not.

you have GOT. TO STOP. MAKING. ASSUMPTIONS.

you have GOT to be comfortable NOT BEING AN AUTHORITY ABOUT EVERYTHING. you have GOT to be comfortable BEING WRONG sometimes or you will never get to learn new things!!!!

being supportive is about more than just saying 'I want better for you.' you have to DO better for them.

and if you aren't comfortable with that, then i'm sorry, but you aren't comfortable being an ally, and you probably aren't a very good friend to boot. friends need you to validate their experiences and to commiserate with. if all you're going to do is doubt and invalidate and rewrite their narrative then WHO are you friends with.

similarly. if you cannot defer to Palestinians, to Black people, to immigrants, to trans people, to the disabled, or to anyone else about our fears and experiences... then WHO are you trying to be an ally to? because it isn't the people in front of you. and like, how, exactly, are you being an ally, because telling me I need to take personal responsibility for my oppression is not fucking helpful.

[laugtherhyena]

I get so so mad whenever i see people marketing a game by saying "I won't say anything about it, go play it yourself" like?? Fuck you, that does not make me want to play the game at all, why would i spend money on something i know NOTHING about and may not even like? Games are expensive man

[holdharmonysacred]

I need to catch up on the Posts but I do have to say congrats to Jeht the NPC in Genshin Impact for being the game’s first canon lesbian, with dialogue that differs between Aether and Lumine to REALLY hammer in that Jeht is gay for Lumine.

[quiets-cradle]

girl help. i'm so screwed.

[demonaria]

FEMALE PRESENTING AZIRAPHALE

hey neil!!

the historical flashbacks are some of my favorite scenes in season 1 and season 2 of good omens, so i was wondering if there were any time periods you’d really like to portray aziraphale and crowley in that you haven’t already???

Quite a few. Ones that we had planned as possible for Season 2 (that either didn't get written or didn't get filmed) included a Wild West one, a 15th century Papal one, an Arabian Nights one, and a 1960s American one with Crowley and Aziraphale female presenting. And we have the whole of human history as a canvas. But for now the ones you've got are all.

[postmanlinksbootyshorts]

mmmm need to write body horror expeditiously

[mirage-coordinator]

genuinely having my mind Boggled every time one of my funnie OC posts takes off in any capacity. very glad people like my silly little guys in their funny situations

[hoshifighting]

hi can i request svt's reaction to their s/o being cockdrunk and using their cock as a toy bc she's ovulating 👹👹

warnings: smut, overstimulation, ovulation, teasing, dirty talk, clit stimulations, hair pulling, ass spanking.

seungcheol: dying inside, but god, he loves it. he’s gritting his teeth, trying to hold on as you ride him like it’s the only thing you need. “shit, baby, you really gonna use me like this?” he’d growl, hands gripping your hips to guide you. he’s sensitive as hell, but he’ll take it, no matter how much it wrecks him, whispering in your ear about how he’ll fuck you until you can’t walk. (also would love how fast you get wet)

jeonghan: whining at this point, but still so into it. he’s teasing you the whole time, even though he’s losing his mind. “so desperate, huh?” he’d smirk, cock twitching with every thrust. he’d make you grind on him slow, pulling you down by the neck to whisper filthy shit in your ear, making you need him even more.

joshua: fucked out and blushing, but he’s doing everything to make sure you’re satisfied. “you’re ovulating, huh? can’t get enough of me?” he’d pant, voice shaky as you bounce on him. even though he’s close to overstimulation, he’d still talk sweetly, whispering how he’ll give you everything you need, no matter how sensitive he gets. (best bf ever award)

junhui: loves how wild you get when you’re ovulating. “damn, is it day one?” he’d grin, even though he’s groaning from the sensitivity. he’d slap your ass, leaning in to bite at your neck, knowing it drives you crazy, making sure you’re completely ruined.

hoshi: he’s whining from how hard you’re going, but he’s not stopping you. “fuck, babe, I’m so—ahh, fuck, I’m so sensitive.” he’d gasp, hips bucking into you. he’d grab your thighs, spreading them wider, and mutter, “holy shit, you’re gonna milk me dry…” he pushes deeper.

wonwoo: would be groaning under his breath, but still letting you use him however you want, because he's thebest boyfriend ever :( <33. “shit, babe, I can’t—fuck.” he’s biting his lip, trying to hold it together as you grind down on him, overstimulating him to the max, hands on your waist to pull you closer. he’d stroke your clit softly, just to see you completely lose control.

woozi: he’d try to keep it together, but his voice is cracking with every moan. “you’re fucking crazy when you’re ovulating,” he’d mutter, barely able to keep up with how desperate you are. he’s thrusting up into you harder, just to make sure you get exactly what you want, because oyu're his princess and his body is completely yours—yeah, the muscles, everything, all for you.

minghao: he’s into how wild you get during ovulation. moaning louder than usual, but still somehow keeping it together. “you’re really not gonna stop, huh?” he’d pant, smirking even though his cock is twitching from overstimulation. he’d press his thumb into your clit, watching you go absolutely feral, all while whispering about how you can take as much of him as you want. all of this with his head’s thrown back 😩.

mingyu: he’s destroyed at some point, but the second he understands why you're that horny, he’s doing everything to keep you going. “you’re using me like a fucking toy,” he’d gasp, voice shaking from how sensitive he is, but he’s still guiding your hips, making sure you get every inch. he’d talk filthy in your ear, knowing it makes you even hornier.

seokmin: overstimulated as fuck, but he’s still moaning your name, hips bucking into you. “you need me that bad, baby? oh fuck— then use me, use me all you want..” he’d whimper, fingers digging into your hips as you ride him like you’re in heat. he’d rub your clit, even though his hands are shaking, just to make you cum again and again.

seungkwan: he’d be a whimpering mess, but he’s loving how wild you get. “you’re gonna fuckin’ kill me,” he’d groan. seungkwan as an ass lover, he’d grab your ass, slapping it lightly, moaning when you grind harder, telling you he’ll let you use him however you want.

vernon: almost dehydrated, and fucked, but he’s letting you take control. “you really can’t get enough, huh?” he’d murmur, voice shaky as you ride him like you’re desperate. he’d bite his lip, but he’s still grabbing your thighs, pulling you closer, muttering how he’ll give you everything. because you're his everything.

chan: thinks that his cock will fall at some point, but he’s letting you fuck him senseless. “y-you are so wet that it keeps slipping out babe.” he’d pant, his hands gripping your waist as you ride him. he’d rub your clit, pull your hair, kiss you sloppier & slowly, whispering how fucking hot you are when you’re this needy.

[warpedpuppeteer]

No, because this was so foul of them. Eddie is out here snarking at the criminal who's holding him at gunpoint, absolutely fucking done with everything.

And Buck is out there freaking the fuck out because yet here he is again; I was just the guy who was standing there when it happened, who couldn't do anything to protect him. And they made him stand there AGAIN. Unable to do anything. Worse is that at least last time he was there to carry Eddie off to safety, he was able to hold him together long enough for someone to save him. Now he doesn't even know what's going on in there. He's left in absolute darkness. And THEN they put a gun behind Eddie (can you imagine the terror he felt? Of being able to see and know the asshole who shoots him this time? Of knowing the bullet is about to come and that this time, he's not going to be lucky?) and they made Buck think Eddie has been shot. The way he didn't care about protocol or safety or anything really and just fucking took off because he had to get to Eddie. Had to see him immediately. He was probably having flashbacks of blood pooling on the road. Of Eddie's warm blood on his face, in his mouth, pouring out over his hand and Eddie's hand reaching out to him over the asphalt. That desperate and fear torn "Eddie".

GOOD FUCKING BYE.

They really fucking threw all these trauma in their faces and pretended these two idiots were like 👍🏽 at the end of the day.

scaring buck into thinking eddie’s been shot AGAIN six episodes after the first time where eddie practically bled out in front of him ?? that’s sadistic man. straight fucked up. i love it give me more

bonus: eddie being the world’s snarkiest and most uncooperative hostage ever

[xxbirkindoll]

inspired by this post

warnings: SMUT (18+), rafe saying ‘mommy’

summary: rafe calls reader mommy while she’s riding him

words: 878

——

You’re straddling Rafe, the two of you completely lost in the moment. The intensity between you is palpable as you ride him, your hands gripping his shoulders for balance. His hands are on your hips, guiding you, helping you keep a steady rhythm that drives him wild.

Rafe's eyes are locked onto yours, dark and glazed with lust. He’s panting, every breath coming out as a shuddering gasp. You can feel how much he's trying to hold back, to let you have control, but it’s clear that he’s on the edge, and the power you have over him in this moment is intoxicating.

“Fuck, Y/n,” he groans, his head falling back against the pillows, his grip on your hips tightening as you roll your hips, taking him deeper. The way you’re moving, the way you feel around him, is driving him absolutely insane.

You lean forward, your breasts brushing against his chest as you plant your hands on either side of his head. “You like that, baby?” you whisper, your voice breathless as you grind down on him, savoring the way his body tenses beneath you.

“God, yes,” he gasps, his hands sliding up your back, pulling you closer. “You’re amazing, Y/n… so fucking good.”

His praise sends a jolt of pleasure through you, spurring you on as you pick up the pace, moving faster, harder, chasing that high that you know is just within reach. Rafe’s breathing becomes ragged, his fingers digging into your skin as he fights to hold on, his muscles tense as he tries to keep from completely losing himself in you.

You can tell he’s close, the way his body is trembling, the way his eyes are rolling back slightly with every thrust. It’s enough to drive you wild, knowing that you have this effect on him, that you’re the one making him fall apart like this.

“Come on, Rafe,” you murmur, leaning down to kiss his neck, your teeth grazing his skin just enough to send a shiver through him. “Let go, baby. I want to feel you come.”

“Y/n…” he groans, his voice strained, desperate. “I—oh, fuck…”

And then, it happens—completely unexpected, completely unintentional. As he teeters on the edge, unable to hold back any longer, Rafe’s head snaps forward, his eyes wide with pure, unadulterated need as he moans, “Oh, mommy…”

The word slips out, low and breathy, and for a moment, everything stops. Your movements falter, your heart skipping a beat as you process what he just said.

Rafe’s eyes widen in shock, a flush creeping up his neck and cheeks as he realizes what just came out of his mouth. “Shit, Y/n, I didn’t—” he stammers, his voice full of embarrassment and panic. “I didn’t mean to—”

But before he can say anything else, you press your lips to his, cutting him off with a kiss that’s both reassuring and possessive. The rush of power that courses through you at his slip-up is exhilarating, making you feel even more in control.

You pull back just enough to meet his eyes, a wicked grin spreading across your face. “It’s okay, Rafe,” you purr, rolling your hips again, making him gasp. “You can call me whatever you want… as long as you come for me.”

The combination of your words and the way you’re moving on top of him is too much for Rafe to handle. His embarrassment quickly melts into pure, unbridled lust as he bucks his hips up into you, his hands gripping your ass as he finally lets go, his entire body tensing as he reaches his climax.

“Fuck, Y/n… mommy… I’m coming…” he groans, his voice thick with pleasure as he spills into you, his body trembling with the force of his release.

The sound of him calling you that name, the way he completely loses control beneath you, is enough to push you over the edge too. You cry out his name, your body shaking as you come with him, the intensity of your orgasm leaving you breathless and spent.

For a few moments, the only sounds in the room are your heavy breathing and the faint hum of the air conditioner. You collapse onto his chest, both of you still trembling, trying to catch your breath as you come down from the high.

Rafe’s arms wrap around you, pulling you close as he buries his face in your hair. “Y/n,” he murmurs, his voice soft and a little sheepish. “I didn’t mean to say that…”

You smile against his chest, feeling a warmth spread through you that has nothing to do with the afterglow of sex. “I know, Rafe,” you reply, lifting your head to look at him. “But I didn’t mind. In fact…” You bite your lip, feeling a little shy but wanting to reassure him. “It was kind of hot.”

He blinks at you, surprise and relief flooding his expression. “Yeah?”

You nod, your smile widening as you lean down to kiss him again. “Yeah. So don’t worry about it, okay? It was just in the heat of the moment.”

He exhales a long breath, the tension finally leaving his body as he grins up at you. “God, I love you, Y/n.”

“I love you too, Rafe,” you whisper, kissing him softly.

——

A/N: sorry for being so inactive i wanted to enjoy my last week on vacation and i was too lazy to post but dw i wrote a lot😉 i don’t think i’ll publish them all but new posts are comingggg💋

[dear-ao3]

greetings my friends, romans and fellow countrymen. the time has come once again for me to spin you a yarn of a ridiculous, but absolutely true, tale.

is it candles again, saph? nay.

delaware, then? regrettably, no.

it is a ghost.

as you may know, katya (the other mod on this account) and i have recently moved into an apartment together, which is something that should have never been allowed but alas someone gave us adult money the power to make silly decisions and we went buck wild.

said apartment is weird and old. it may have been a hotel at one point. the building is entirely crooked, and we have 70s parquet floors, popcorn ceilings and a heat lamp in our bathroom.

katya was at the apartment (hereafter referred to as "the popcorn palace") before i was and one night about a week ago called me at 9pm to say "holy shit bestie i think i just saw a mouse"

mice in apartment buildings are not uncommon. and i said as much.

katya searched the whole apartment for the mouse or evidence of mice and came up empty. it was only then that katya told me that he had been sitting in the dining room at the time of the mouse sighting and thought that he had seen it out of the corner of his eye. and, that he was prone to seeing things that weren't there. and he was also tired.

nevertheless !!! katya went down to the front desk and said hello we have a mouse and the front desk said ok bet an exterminator will be there on tuesday.

a few days goes by. there are no more mouse sightings.

and then i moved in.

the day of the move in i woke up at 6am, drove 3.5 hours with my dad blasting a playlist of billy joel, pitbull and children's music, scrubbed crusty vomit out of my sisters new dorm room's carpets for 11 hours and finally arrived at the popcorn palace at 1am. to put it simply, i was exhausted.

katya was not at the popcorn palace that night. this is a crucial detail.

i went to shower around 2am and afterwards was standing at the sink brushing my teeth. out of the corner of my eye. i see something small run across the carpet in the hall.

my first thought was holy shit its the mouse

my second thought was wait a minute did i really see it

i went into the hall, half naked, and searched for the mouse. i found nothing. and then i went to bed.

the following day when katya spawned in i said, oh by the way i may have seen the mouse, but it was 2am and i had been up for 20 hours and it was out of the corner of my eye.

and katya looked me in the eyes and said.

"hey bestie. what if its a ghost. what if we have a ghost mouse."

it is important to note that neither of us believe in ghosts.

we named the ghost mouse desperaux.

you may think this is the end of the tale, but no.

nay! weary reader!

last night katya, fennec (katyas partner) and i were all in the apartment. we were up late dealing with a situation. at about 12:50am we all said goodnight and went to bed.

i turned off the bathroom light, the hall light, and then closed my door and hopped on tumblr for a few minutes. katya and fennec were still awake and at about 1am i saw the hall light turn on. i was like hm. they must still be awake. and so i went to bed.

i woke up at 7am to get ready for work and noticed that the hall light was still on. i figured that they must have forgotten to turn it off.

i turn off the hall light on my way to the bathroom and go about business as usual. katya comes out of his room to go make coffee and i say casually.

"oh bestie, why was the hall light on all night?"

and katya says "i thought you turned it on"

and i said "i was already in my room when it turned on"

katya looked concerned.

and i said "i turned the light off before i went to bed and i heard you guys still awake and then the light went on so i figured you went into the hall and forgot to turn it off"

and then katya said, very slowly, with fear in his eyes, "we were still in my room when the light went on because fennec got up to go check that the door was locked and said "oh the hall light is on, saph must have turned it on"

we both stared at each other in mild shock horror. do we have a ghost? it seems likely. did the ghost mouse turn on the hall light? potentially.

the exterminator is coming today. hopefully he specializes in ghosts.

we will keep you updated.

[mariahcarreyyy]

What about Lando and his girl getting drunk one night out. And when they come back they’re super horny but then when they’re in the middle of things they see a champagne bottle and they think it’s absolutely amazing idea to fuck her with it. She comes around it and Lando has pictures but then the next morning it just so happens they don’t remember much so when she’s sorer than usual they think they just got carried away but then they discover the pics and are shocked because the things they did w that bottle are wild even for them

accidentally slipped into my docs n wrote this 1.6k 'blurb' mb yall extreme nsfw 18+ under beware⬇️⬇️

The uncontrollable giggles, muffled by Lando's pillowy lips on yours, tumble out of you and his mouth at the same time you both stumble drunkenly into your shared flat. His hands never left your body, trailing up your sides, kneading desperately at your tits over your skirt, and cupping the globes of your ass.

"Lando, fuck," you whine against his lips, arching your back further into his fingers when he starts rolling the nub of your nipple between his index and thumb.

Lando hums, pulling off of you and grinning hazily at the string of spit connecting you. Too drunk and horny and desperate to fucking cum, you two don't bother walking oh-so-far (a few steps) to your bedroom. Hell, neither of you bother to take off your clothes.

A small gasp leaves your red, swollen lip when Lando's massive hands grip the underside of your thigh and haul you up onto the living room table. The pleasure bubbling in your lower stomach made your hips buck in the air involuntarily.

Except, it wasn't in the air. It was Lando who had you splayed against the wood and leaned over you, placing your bodies flush together, heatedly.

"Lan, Lan, I need..." you trail off when his hand trails up your inner thigh, palming your pussy.

And lando fucking moans, all high and whiny, when he realizes that you were bare and that you hadn't worn any fucking underwear. One piece of cloth had covered your grinding bodies at the club, and it makes him feral.

"Fuck, baby, yes, yes, whatever you want," he and you gasp in unison—him because he can't fucking get enough of you and you because he's not fucking giving you enough of him. "Whatever you want."

Apart from the hitching of your breath from Lando's relentless fingers rubbing between your folds—close but never quite where you needed it—you're silent. You don't really know what you want. You could barely fucking breathe with the amount of alcohol you'd downed tonight.

Lando seems to sense your frustration because he pulls away from your wet, needy pussy, wiping the slick on your inner thigh, and suggests breathily, "My fingers, hm? Want me to fuck em into you, get you all nice 'n full? Or d'you want my mouth, baby? I'll give y'anything, anything you want."

"Hmm, uh uh," you protest, placing one of your hands to tug on his curls as you ponder. "Wanna be full, fuller."

The light pout on your face made Lando coo internally, resisting the urge to kiss your jutted bottom lip away. You crane your neck to the side, met with a fancy tablecloth and glass vase adorned with your favorite flowers Lando had gotten for you. As if the objects in the room would verbally tell you what you wanted. And, to be fair, they kind of did.

Your bottom lip is now pulled in between your teeth, and the wheels in your head are visibly turning with the lewd scenarios at a thousand miles a second. Lando catches your sudden mood switch, following your eye line, only to be met with the gifted champagne bottle he'd gotten for new years.

Unopened, clean, and perfect to be fucked with.

"Shit, y/n," Lando growls low when his drunken brain wraps itself around your idea, dipping down to your jaw and pressing wet, frantic kisses against it.

"Lan, lan, please," you whisper. "Need it, wanna be full, wanna."

Lando groans loudly at that, nodding frantically and reaching over the table to grasp his fingers around the thick bottle. Your thighs rub together needly, fingers tightening on the little hairs at the back of Lando's neck in anticipation.

"Okay, okay, fuck, y/n," he breathes out, tugging your skirt further up your abdomen and almost choking on his spit when you spread your legs far, your pussy glistening with need and want and Lando and that fucking champagne bottle.

One of Lando's hands presses your lower stomach further on the couch while the other edges the knob of the bottle closer, closer, closer to your swollen clit. A loud, high moan fills the room, and you prop yourself up on your elbows to look at the scene between your thighs. Lando's eyes are stuck on it too, wide and slightly red from intoxication.

You buck your hips up, coating the top of the bottle with your slick when you pant. “Lan, please, no teasing, I can't—fuck!”

Lando typically prides himself on his ability to resist you. Just enough to get you really worked up and begging for his cock. But, looking into your eyes, glassy and desperate, he is just a man. He’d lined up the knob to your hole, rubbing languidly just to see your pussy clench on absolutely nothing. And then he’d thrust it inside your walls, almost groaning with you when he saw the stretch.

The stretch, almost ripping you into two, and you weren’t even taking a quarter of it yet.

“Lan, ‘feel s’good, full, fuck, fullfullfull," you blabber incoherently, but Lando feels the weight of your words and fucks the bottle back into you with the same intensity.

You aren't going to last long. And with the thought buried deep in the back of your mind, you knew you wouldn't. Not when Lan was practically doubled over, fucking the stupidly thick bottle into your walls. While his massive hands gripped onto the base of the bottle, your walls gripped onto it like a vice, like it was a cock you needed to milk.

Lan balances the bottle slightly on his thigh to bring his shaky hand down to your pussy, tracing the letters of his name onto your clit.

"Holy shit, Lan, fuck, I can't," you gasp, arching your back into his touch. "I'm close, I-I'm so fucking close."

"Let go, baby, cum f'me, go on," Lan heaves, like he's the one being fucked.

So, when Lan sends a particularly hard tweak at your wet clit, your hole tightens impossibly around the bottle, and a choked moan slips past your lips. If Lando wasn't aware of just how durable champagne bottles were, he'd be worried about it cracking.

"Fuckkk, yeah, baby, j'st like that, such a pretty slut, a cock's just not enough for you, hm?"

You don't bother responding with words. The white spots filling your eyesight and borderline pornographic moan do it for you, whimpering pathetically when fucks you with it through your orgasm.

A blinding flash illuminates the dark room. With furrowed brows, you look up at Lando—or rather, his phone and his shit-eating grin.

You can't find it in you to tell him to delete it.

And that, the look Lando's giving you behind the camera, drunk off of you now, and not the drinks from the club, is almost enough to get you needy again.

"Shit," you whimper out when Lando drags the bottle out of your pussy, walls gripping onto it like you'd die without it.

Lando grins from above you, and you want to kiss the dip of his cupid's bow where it forms a heart. So, you do. Cupping the back of his neck, you tug at his hair to meet his soft lips, smiling when his palms grasp onto the back of your thighs.

Lan picks you up like you weighed nothing—youcannotgethornyyoucannotgethorny—and you wrap your legs around his waist, detaching from his lips and burrying your face into the crook of his neck as he carries you into the bedroom and under the covers.

Even drunk, he was a gentleman.

"I love you," Lan mumbles when he circles his arm around your waist and pulls your back flush against his chest.

You hum, interlacing his hand with yours and squeezing once, twice, three times before your eyes fluttered shut. A fond laugh leaves Lando's mouth; he kisses the nape of your neck until his eyes burn sleepily.

"Lan, lan, lan," you say, shaking his limp frame with two hands on his broad shoulders. "Goddammit, Lan, wake the fuck up."

A less-suggestive groan than last night filled the room, and Lando buries his head further into the pillows. Maybe if he smushed his face hard enough, the pounding in his head would transfer onto the cushions.

You huff, extending your arm to your bedside table, and curl your fingers around your phone. The shriek that echoes across the room when you click on the camera app is enough to have Lando shooting up, eyes wide on your frame.

"Shit, fuck, what's wrong?" He exclaims, cupping both of your cheeks and eyes and flitting over your face once, twice to make sure you're not hurt.

You glance back down at your reflection on the screen. "Sorry, I j'st look horrible, and also."

It's Lando's turn to shriek when your palm strikes his shoulder, muttering while he rubs over the red mark, "Fuck was that for?!"

"I don't fucking know, Lan, I think your dicks' tripled in size," you whine embarrassedly, pointing at your gaping hole and aching thighs underneath the covers.

Lando's brows furrow, glancing down at himself. He's hard and fully clothed. "Baby . . . we didn't fuck last night."

"I- what?" you pout, confused.

His hand pulls your phone out of your grasp. But whatever Lando had planned to do was quickly discarded when he accidentally swiped left and his eyes blew wide.

"Uhm, y/n," he murmers almost shyly. "I may have found out what happened."

You crane your neck to the right, nervously so. Out of all of the things you'd expected your boyfriend to show you, it had not been a picture of you, sweaty and writhing with your pussy wrapped around a fucking champagne bottle.

"What the fuck?" You choke out, bringing a hand down to your pussy and fuck, how the hell had you taken that?

Lando's still staring at the photo with a gaping mouth—almost as stretched out as your hole. You'd laugh at yourself if you weren't equally shocked. "Fuck, y/n, that's . . ."

Weird? Nasty? Slutty?

"Hot."

Yeah, you probably should have expected that from Lando and the bulge straining his pants.

# not calling this a fic bcs of how poorly written this is HAHAHAHAHA i just love this idea and knew i had to write it

# reblogs and likes are appreciated if you liked it tho 🩷🩷 !

[rai-knightshade]

OOOO!! Yes! I love these!! Thanks for the tag @moon-trees !!!

Last Song: Forever & Always (Piano Version) (Taylor's Version)

Favorite Color: Golden Yellow! 💛🧡

Currently Watching: uhhhh.... Does combing through and watching the bulk of DougDoug's backlog of streams/stream highlights count? 😅

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Sweet!! Tho I'm also usually down for a good savory taste too 😋

Relationship Status: FUCK that noise rn tbh, I got shit to work on for myself before we start introducing anyone else into this mess ya feel? Also I'm Ace. So. There's that.

Current Obsession: Pitch Perfect my beloved 😍😍 been Thinking Thoughts™ about the Time Traveller's Wife AU that i don't think I'll ever write a true fic for but might try to write up a cohesive Synopsis Doc on to post; specifically I'm toying with alt versions of it with Future Baby Time Travel Shenanigans and/or combining it with the timeline of events in the Big Damn Fic verse (which it's originally separate from cause it ignores PP3 ever happened. For. Reasons.)

It's very fun 10/10 would recommend 😁

Last Thing I Googled: Eclipse Path April 8th 2024, not because I didn't know what the path vaguely looked like or where it goes through, but because I was trying to convince my dad that my plans to drive to a fairly small town in Oklahoma to see the eclipse would be a far better idea than his... Which was to drive South of Dallas. Texas. I, notably, live in Kansas (aka faaaarrr north of Dallas), and, notably, drove up with a friend and his family to a different small town to see the eclipse in 2017. Which Dad did not. So I saw firsthand what post-eclipse traffic is gonna look like, while he did not. And, folks, it wasn't pretty.

It also, critically, DID NOT INVOLVE A CITY THE SIZE OF DALLAS IN THE ROUTE. CAN'T STRESS THAT SHIT ENOUGH HERE. So yeah no way in hell am I doing that lmao.

Aaannndddd finally: tag time! (No pressure ofc!)

@parttimetrickster @umbreonwolfy @twistedmaiden @tangled-pixel-harpsichord @wreckitremy @tuesdayisfordancing @beautiful-flutey @jayaorgana

thank you @andrwminward !! 9 people you’d like to get to know better

last song: kill her freak out by samia 🩵🩵

favorite color: green !!!

currently watching: women’s d1 ncaa swimming and diving champs 🫶

sweet/savory/spicy: SPICY !! yay

relationship status: single but maybe not for much longer !?!

current obsession: honestly not much rn. working on some new ocs and continuing a fic

last thing you googled: how is college diving scored

no pressure tag: @fromjannah @bnsfrailway @grieving4theliving @mildew-dread-mold @speciouspessimism @littlelesbianlegend @declanshole @likeconcorde and anyone else who wants to 💖

[ifangirlalot]

➶ botw/totk!𝓵ink x 𝓯𝓮𝓶!reader ｡˚ ° | !!𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏!!

𝕹𝕾𝕱𝖂 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘 | afab!reader, oral (masc/fem receiving), penetration, (kinda?) public sex, link's kinda a pervert idk

Love Note From Zee ; ;

the results are in! you guys voted for link nsfw headcanons and i shall deliver! had so much fun with this (and i absolutely did NOT get horny while writing this, i literally don't know what you're talking about, i'm SO normal about him wdym)

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「 ✦ You know that whole thing about it ALWAYS being the quiet ones? Yeah, Link is the prime example of that. 」

「 ✦ Mans has a lot of pent up frustrations after being asleep for an entire century, so needless to say, your sex life is pretty damn active. It's either he sets the entirety of Hyrule on fire or he gets his dick wet in some way or another, you pick. 」

「 ✦ Link is a MAJOR whimperer. Especially if he's getting head? Ugh, he can't stop whimpering. It's only gonna get worse if he's being praised DURING the ravishing. 」

A plethora of whimpers spilled between the knight's lips as his tip was treated to the tip of [Name]'s tongue swirling and pressing against it. Link's hips bucked upward desperately, needing more. "I'm so proud of you, Link. You're doing so good, you deserve this and so much later for all the work you've been doing for this whole kingdom." [Name] would whisper in between bobs on his length. Link could hardly stand it. He pushed his hips forward once more, trying not to cum on the spot from all the praises he was getting and the feel of her tongue on his dick. He let out a sound that was a mix of a whimper and a grunt as his lover's mouth lowered down his shaft once more.

「 ✦ He's also a bit of a pervert. Naturally, Link's pretty nosy. Constantly reading people's diaries and stealing their shit, but with you, it's so much worse and so much more personal. 」

「 ✦ He likes to snoop through your clothes, especially your underwear, while you're sleeping at night since he doesn't really feel the need to sleep and gets bored. 」

While [Name] was sleeping on their side, sleeping off a full day of journeying through the Hyrulian countryside, Link was hidden behind a bush with his trousers undone and a pair of frilly underwear clutched in his hand. He fisted at his length, a series of slow, soft pleasured noises bubbling out of his throat. Normally, he much preferred having your hands jerking him off, but you were sleeping right now and he didn't want to wake you. But he just couldn't wait. Your underwear was coated in your scent and he could barely stand it. Besides, the soft fabric of your undergarments around his cock was almost a good enough substitute.

「 ✦ When it comes to fucking, Link is pretty wild with it, as he is with everything else. He's very fast and desperate with his movements. He gropes at your breasts and your hips and leaves love bites and hickeys all over your neck and shoulders. 」

「 ✦ His favorite position is mating press. Not necessarily because he wants to breed you, but rather because he just really liked having your legs propped up on his shoulders. Plus, it gives him more thrusting room. 」

「 ✦ Very enthusiastic head giver as well. He's fast and desperate with that, too. His tongue is working extra hard, pushing as deeply into you as he possibly can, and his lips suck at your clit like he's trying to get the last bit of pudding out of a snack pack. A true pussy glutton! 」

The wind carried Link's desperate-sounding whimpers to your ears as he held your thighs against his shoulders as he pressed his face into your pussy. His tongue darted in and out, lapping up any form of fluid he could pull from your body. His lips sucked at your swollen, abused bud as if he was trying to pull loose the last bit of liquid through a straw, Your fingers tangled into his blonde hair and tugged at it as your chest heaved. He looked so cute down there between your legs, eating you out like your pussy was his favorite meal. Which honestly, it probably was.

「 ✦ Lots and lots and lots of sex outside. Granted, you're never around people when you fuck, but you're in the middle of a field, so honestly, you've probably been caught fucking by a very embarrassed villager at least two or three times. 」

「 ✦ Not that Link really cares, though. He's completely fucking shameless, that boy. 」

[divergentboa]

⋆˚࿔ cw. sub!eren, afab, dom!reader, black coded, dacryphillia ( ? ), overstimulation, cowgirl, mentions of teasing, dirty talk, pet names ୨ baby, sweetheart, pretty girl ୧, cream pie, slight praising, mdni

“oh, fuckkk.”

a whisper drips from his lips as his jade colored eyes immediately roll toward the back of his head when you finally sink down onto his cock after so much teasing, and his mind is just as scrambled as eggs on a hot sunday morning. all while slowly plunging yourself upon him, you pepper wet kisses along his jawline down to his neck in a soothing manner.

incoherent babbles are the only things that eren could fathom once your hips finally meet his. it feels like absolute heaven. your gooey walls so warm and snug and, oh, he begins to think that he hasn’t even been fucking you right because your pussy is so stupidly tight.

he genuinely tries not to combust right then and there. that familiar knot is already built up and it takes everything in him. but he knows that even if he does you’ll give him a sweet smile and tell him how it’s okay.

it was basically suffocation, the way your slit easily sucked him in. his beating hot tip pressed up against that little spongy spot that he loved so much. eren could feel his his waterline dampen and he’s embarrassed because you haven’t even moved yet.

you’ve barely touched him and he’s a mess.

all slumped up against the headboard. softly tanned skin flustered and glistening with a thin layer of sweat building up, breaths increasing every second. wild baby hairs sticking to his forehead and his lips are slightly parted. once you begin moving, he’s quick to nestle his face into your neck with a whimper.

“s-shit baby, fuckkk me, please.”

you let out a small giggle and you feel his dick twitch inside of you when you do.

“already am, ‘ren.” a kiss is planted on his jaw and eren swears he almost cums. his slender hands rested on your fat brown hips as he pathetically bucks his own up into you, trying to match the way you bounced and rolled your hips on his dick. groans and whimpers fall uncontrollably out of his body and you’re no better. moaning prettily into his ear, and eren has a whole eargasm.

you sounded so pretty, moaning his name and telling him how good he felt. his body shook everytime you touched him and it was simply fascinating.

“y-you’re s’deep, baby.” you groan, throwing your head back.

giving up, erens entire head just drops onto your shoulder and you swear that you felt him drooling. your pussy squelched vulgarly every time you slammed your ass onto his thighs. every inch of him touched your walls and it was beautiful. every vein, and even the small upturn of his tip he had. your pussy clenches on his dick and he moans. it was high pitched so you know that he’s close.

“m’god, babyyyy, you feel so— hngg.” eren shudders.

you whine softly, teeth sinking into your bottom lip as you felt your high coming as well. your eyes flickered down onto him, leaning down to give him a gingerly kiss.

“c’mon, make a big nasty mess in me, m’sweet boy.” you moan, bouncing on his dick, even going as far as to spelling out your name cause you was really like that.

he must’ve took your words to heart because abruptly, you felt his dick twitch once more before you felt him release a thick, huge load of his nut spill deliciously into your leaking womb. it was sooo much, he couldn’t stop. he felt his balls empty out slowly, like it was never going to end.

“mm. so much, eren. all for me?” you fuck him through his orgasm and his body furiously shakes, still not down from his high as his head slumps on your shoulder once again. it just kept coming, and it was oozing out of your hole but eren was quick to force it back in with a stutter of his hips, desperate.

“pleasepleaee, don’ waste none, sweetheart. fuck, i got s’much f’you. take it all, pleaseeeefuckkkk.” he babbles, breathily.

not proofread lol

[skydigiblogs]

novel mimi had to be nerfed because if apocalymon was actually for real about their motivations mimi giving them one iota of compassion would've solved everything.

also the lore in the novel is absolutely buck wild. aside from the heavy leaning into apocalymon being like, 1,000% antithetical to existence itself, i kind of prefer the order of events in it too (really feels like a second draft of 01).

but yeah there's this whole thing about them being an anthropomorphized "idea" from the beginning of the digital world, basically the antithesis of evolution. i hate that it kind of makes that pretentious monologue about the "demiurge" make a bit more sense in tri.

(quote taken from the onkei translation up until the "oh shit for real?!?" which. regrettably is not canon LMAO)