#~~pls~~dnt~~rblg~~

[neilarmstrong]

Last day at work today was during our pride event. These gorgeous telescopes will now be gathering dust in a closet for the foreseeable future. Rip.

[giransbunnywife]

Indulgence

Summary: When his wife stepped foot into his office wearing only a robe and a beautiful smile and sat on top of his desk, he knew that he had to have her.

Ship: You Drive Me Crazy (Giran/Violet)

Warning(s): lemon/smut, self insert x canon, oral, overstimulation

(( Disclaimer: This is a smut, you've been warned. Includes a self insert x canon ship. DNI if you ship with Giran or fan accounts for him. ))

The sounds of her moans were the only thing that could be heard in that room. Though, there was not a doubt in either of their minds that the poor neighbors definitely had heard her screams. But it was impossible for her to stop, throwing her head back and leaning on the heels of her palms while sitting on top of the desk. Her legs were shaking, barely able to keep still while they were settled on the man’s shoulders, and his head buried between her thighs. She’d lost track of how long he’d been tasting her, not that she was going to complain. He could stay there as long as he wanted, and she would be completely powerless to him.

Her cries were the one thing that drove him, other than how absolutely fucking delicious she tasted. There was nothing that he enjoyed more than being between her thighs, making her cum on his tongue more times than she could even count. Though, he was definitely keeping count, finding it a personal goal to make her cum more times than the last. That was probably why she was always left so overstimulated whenever he went down on her like this. The man just can’t help himself.

How could he? After all, this woman was the absolute sexiest thing that he’s ever laid eyes on, and continues to be an obsession for him. Whenever she came into the office earlier this evening, with her cute smile and purple satin robe around her frame, he couldn’t seem to think about anything else. Even as she leaned against the desk, giggling cutely and asking him what he wanted for dinner, all he could think about was how much cuter that face would look on top of the desk.

Which he definitely wasn’t wrong about, getting a good look at her from an angle that was more than delicious. Even if she tended to get a little shy and avoid looking at him outright, it was still adorable to see her throwing her head back like that. She was rolling her eyes back, shivering underneath his touch and screaming with pleasure. No matter how many times they did this, he would always enjoy how loud she was.

“Oh god, baby, I can’t-” She panted, her legs shuddering as she neared her next orgasm.

The pleasure was almost too much for her to bear, her aching pussy throbbing and clit sore from all of the treatment. Even though it felt so good, she couldn’t help but shudder each time he focused his attention on the sensitive nerve. She whined softly under her breath in such a way that made him want to hear it over and over again. She really had no idea just how obsessed Giran was with her, never wanting to stop making her scream and shake with pleasure.

He chuckled, taking a small break for air and to nip against her thighs. They too were littered with marks from the previous times he’s done so, the skin sensitive and sore in all of the best ways. He really enjoyed taking a good look at his handiwork, knowing that his baby girl was all covered. No one would be able to tell that she didn’t belong to him, and she would never be able to forget it herself. Anything to make sure that he lingered on her mind even longer after they were done.

“Mmm… You can, Baby girl. Just a little bit more for me, alright?”

She whined, her chest heaving from the pants as she struggled to catch her breath. There was nothing more beautiful than the sight of her out of breath and spent. It was driving her crazy with just how absolutely amazing he was when it came to her every need. She should have known she was fucked from the moment that she came into his office and saw the look that he had given her. The way that his eyes trailed down her figure when she leaned against the desk and traced his fingers along the exposed skin of her leg from the peak of the robe she wore. He knew what he wanted from the second she walked in the door.

It’s always her. Every single time.

Her legs that were once starting to close involuntarily, slowly began to open once again. She got in a more comfortable position for him, readjusting herself on the surface of the desk. Any longer and she wouldn’t be able to keep sitting like this, but he promised lots of gentle massages for her once she finished. Just a little bit longer for him to taste her and drive her closer to the edge just one more time. It might have been a little bit cocky of him, but she was no stranger to overstimulation.

“Good girl,” He said in a deep tone, giving her thighs a loving squeeze and continuing the same agonizing treatment once again.

She moaned, enjoying the sound of his voice whenever he praised her like this. There was a sexy affliction to it that made her weak to it. Pretty much everything this man did made her head spin, and this was just one of the many long lists of things. The years that they had together just gave him many amounts of ammunition and practice on all of the ways to leave her a shuddering mess underneath him. One of the many things that made moments like this all the more fun and intoxicating.

It’s no wonder that she can’t resist this man whenever he wants to have her. Because she wants to have him just as much.

She was so close, lingering on the edge for some time while his tongue did wonders on her clit. Her body practically convulsed, shaking the desk that she sat on top of. She slipped her fingers through his hair and gave a slight tug, continuing to pant heavily through even more heavy moans. With every twinge closer to her orgasm, her grip tightened until she was driving him crazy with aggressive tugs.

“Oh fuck, baby-- Don’t stop,” She cried.

While his tongue flicked against her clit, he used his fingers to tease the sensitive opening of her soaking wet pussy. Circling her throbbing hole, he slowly inched a finger inside and pumped inside of her before adding another. He curled his fingers, hitting the right spot inside of her while his tongue continued to taste her. Maneuvering in ways that was always better than the last, as if he was just built to make her cum until she couldn’t see straight.

“Fuck, right there, baby. Yes, oh god! Yes!”

Her cries continued to bounce against the walls, 

He loved the sound of her cries, especially right before she came. The hardest ones are always the prettiest, because she whines like she never has before. Violet has always been self conscious about her sounds, thinking them to be immature and off-putting. But to him, they were the most beautiful and sexy sounds that he’s ever heard. He’d go through any lengths imaginable to hear them again and again. And he finds himself thinking about them long after they’re done.

By this time tomorrow, Giran will be in his office working on something or in the middle of a meeting, and his thoughts will drift to this moment. The sight of his beautiful wife up above him, naked and splayed out before him on his desk, screaming for him. Whining and whimpering in constant euphoria. It will be the very thing that will be his undoing.

It’s no fucking wonder he can’t get any work done now a days.

The last climax hit her hard, causing her entire body to shudder on top of the desk and causing it to shake a little. He enjoyed the way that her thighs squeezed around him, shivering while she rode out the high of her orgasm. The sounds of her cries were even louder than the last, grasping at the edges of the desk for leverage. He couldn’t help himself but chase her whimpers with a few more slow teasing at her sensitive folds.

Violet tossed her head back, sighing and moaning with both satisfaction and overstimulation. She could barely hold herself up after such a crash, feeling him running his hands along her thighs in a gentle way.

He groaned, giving her ass that he loved so much a little squeeze. “That’s my girl,” He said with a sigh, watching her collect her breath and run her fingers through her hair. She was too fucking beautiful, sitting there with her bare ass on his desk and her hair a mess of waves down her back. He had to sit back in his chair and just look at her for a moment, enjoying the view a little too much. How couldn’t he when his girl was just too beautiful?

Especially right now, watching her get all shy after everything they’ve done and pull her hair to one side. It was one thing to be in such a position with him, but it was another to be looked at like this. Her cheeks started to darken in such a cute way, trying to avoid his eyes as best as she could. With her eyeline towards the floor, he could barely see her face behind the curtain of hair. It was cute, regardless, and the man couldn’t help himself taking in her curves just a little while longer.

It might make her nervous, but it sure as hell wasn’t a turn off. She knew just how him looking at her like that made her feel, made the throbbing heat between her legs even worse. Even when she was already this overstimulated, the man still had an extreme hold on her. She could still see herself getting lost in his touch and his kiss, long after she was already spent from all of the ways that he was exhausting her.

“You’re fuckin’ gorgeous, baby girl. Y’know that?” He asked, letting his hands rub alongside her legs and upwards towards her thighs.

Violet bit her bottom lip, tilting her head and feeling her face growing redder and redder. Just the mention of those words with his sweet tone and the hands on her thighs were making her fold into herself. Falling back into a headspace that she was all too familiar with, which is very common whenever she climaxes. It’s a good thing that her husband is as attentive as he is and knows exactly how to take good care of her.

Finally standing up to full height, he kissed her forehead and cheek lovingly. All to hopefully and slowly get her to pull herself out of that shell once again. His hands rubbed along her sides, feeling the softness of her skin underneath them. He felt the shivers that she was still experiencing, both from the aftershock and the coolness of the room. The cutie still tried to avoid his eyes, the redness of her cheeks even more noticeable now that he was much closer. She was just too goddamn much to resist.

“You’re… too fucking good, baby. I can’t…”

He chuckled, brushing her hair from her face. The sound of her voice for the first time after was soft and almost a whimper. It was just as adorable to hear, watching the way that she could still barely look at him. But he was slowly able to see the glint of her blue eyes, her hair slowly parting whenever he had shifted it and showing more of those rosy cheeks of hers. Her beauty was next to nothing, and he couldn’t feel any more lucky than he had in this moment.

“Can’t help that I know exactly what makes ya scream, Princess.”

Her cheeks darkened even more, causing him to smirk. He was always the most proud whenever she was flustered like this. Knowing that only he could be responsible for such a look on her face, especially after she came so hard on his tongue. There was no way in hell that he couldn’t be more confident in that moment.

“Can I… Can I have you? Please?” She asked while fluttering her lashes.

Giran chuckled, reaching up to thumb her chin. He relished in the way she looked up at him, practically begging with her eyes. A look like this one always guaranteed to get her exactly what she wanted from him. It was hard to deny her when she looked this delicious and begged with those pretty blue eyes of hers. Wanting-- Needing him to pleasure her in all the ways that she knew he was capable of. Something that only he would ever be able to do the way that she needed. The way that she deserved.

“Thought ya had enough, Baby?”

She swallowed, hearing the tone slowly shifting in his voice. The same one that always turned her legs into jelly every time that she heard it. And he intentionally said it slowly to invoke the reaction that he had hoped.

“Well, uhm… kind of… not really…”

He chuckled, knowing exactly what the woman was up to. He’s seen it plenty of times before, and today was no different. And the voice that came from her mouth next only proved his point. Yet again he was almost helpless to the cuteness that was his wife.

“I was good, though… right?”

“Oh yeah. Very good, Princess.”

Another chuckle left his lips, kissing her cheekbone and neck. At first it was soft, causing her to giggle a little in response. It was so sweet and tender that she started to get lost in the feeling. But slowly, the kisses turned into something much more as they lowered towards the most sensitive part of her neck. Her moans were increasing as he licked and sucked on the spot, grasping her thighs and pulling them apart once again.

All with the intention of getting more sounds from her, with another excuse to taste her skin. If he were being honest, he had wanted to keep going and intended to make her scream for as long as he wanted. But she had deserved a treat after all the work that she put in. After all, he loved spoiling his baby girl silly.

“Oh, fuck. Baby,” She moaned, her sounds slowly growing into a whimper.

He smirked against her skin, teasing her only a little bit longer before he pulled away from her.

“I’d say you’ve earned it. How ya wanna do this, beautiful?”

She nodded, giggling and showing him exactly where she wanted him to take her. The position on the desk was perfect, but she maneuvered herself a bit more off of it to get him the perfect angle. With his hands grasping her hips, he helped her get comfortable and slowly slid his hands down her hips towards her legs once again. She loved the way that he was gentle with his touch, parting her legs for him.

Biting her lip, she felt him grasp her chin softly, speaking to her in a tone that caused shivers to crawl along her back. She always melted every single time he talked to her in this way, especially whenever he’s making love to her. There’s something about the way that he looks at her and touches her as if she were glass that could break at the toughest movements. Any other time he’d be grabbing her and pulling her in any way that he wanted, but right now he wanted to treat her right. Wanted to give her the best and treat her like the princess that she was.

After all, she’s been such a good girl for him today. He had to give her a reward, and he couldn’t seem to resist her either. She had no idea just how enraptured he always was by her, or just how much he would give just to see her happy. And to hear those beautiful sounds of hers while he’s at it. He became addicted to the thought of chasing them, doing absolutely everything that he could to please her in every way imaginable.

She moaned loudly, feeling him slowly entering her and grasping onto her thighs. The gentle touch of his hands against her skin was driving her absolutely mad with lust. Every time he gets this gentle, she feels like an absolute princess. Not that he doesn’t treat her like royalty every other day of their lives. But there was something different about the gentle way that he made love to her. She could always feel the love and respect in the way that he treated her in those moments. The kind of attention that was saved only for her. A side to himself that made her feel special to him.

A connection that she longed to feel until her lungs gave out.

With his fingers wrapped around her thighs, he squeezed and held her still while he fucked her. He listened to the soft moans that left her lips, feeling her fingers as they grasped his face. A small smile curled onto his face just before she kissed him, her moans now muffled into his mouth. They could stay like that for hours, wrapped up in each other in perfect fucking ecstasy. There wasn’t a more perfect place for him than with her in his arms, right where she belongs.

He would spend all night making sure that she was happy, drunk off the pleasure that he gave her. Nothing was more important to him than making sure the love of his life was completely satisfied. Both in love and in the bedroom.

[thesummerstorms]

I just needed to share this fuzzy mess. (Pls dnt rblg.)

[kohakuhime]

“They bully you because they like you and/or have a crush on you” is not ever going to be a good excuse to justify poor behavior, and you shouldn’t reward it or encourage it.

[harringtontmaa]

⚡ — steve harrington  +  wardrobe ;​

steve’s sense of style is pretty standard prep, with some sport influence. most clothes that he did not acquire from school or various sports teams were picked out  &  bought for him by his mother. as someone who has been involved in athletics for most of his life, steve’s wardrobe contains a myriad of sporty pieces. most commonly found in his closet are gym-ready shorts, tennis shoes,  &  athletic-inspired jackets. if he isn’t planning to play sports or go swimming, steve can most often be found in faded jeans, a nice t-shirt or polo shirt,  &  a simple jacket, although he does sometimes wear khakis. if it’s chilly, he will often add a team sweatshirt or a knit sweater. his tennis shoes ( always nikes ) are especially important to steve,  &  he works hard to keep clean. if he gets his Nikes dirty or scuffed, he will not wear them again until he’s cleaned them up. in fact, he usually keeps a backup pair in his gym locker, just in case. other than his shoes, he tends to stay light on accessories, often adding little more than a watch or his trusty ray ban sunglasses, though he does match his socks to his outfit whenever possible. because steve is relatively long  &  lanky, most clothes tend to be a little bit short on him.  this includes his jeans, which he sometimes wears cuffed to prevent them looking too-short,  & also sometimes his t-shirts. in the summer, he wears his shortest shirts as crop tops with shorts to beat the heat. his colors stick to a very basic theme. the primary colors tend to be the dominant hues  ( blue, red,  &  yellow ), but forest green or orange sneaks in once in awhile, as those are hawkins’ high school colors. steve rarely wears patterns  —  with the exception of a basic stripe  —  &  rarely ventures outside of his comfort zone when choosing clothing. if he’s trying to dress up, steve tends to move toward darker colors. he owns two blazers  — one navy blue  &  one black  — with a few pairs of slacks to match,  &  a single black suit.

[jolliejackdaw]

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[gerrydelano]

jon aggressively commandeering the kitchen in someone else’s home my beloved

[cannibalmutual]

i’m literally so tired of being sad i’m tired of the Need to self isolate i’m tired of sleeping my days away i’m tired of the fear and the emptiness i’m tired of latching onto anger bc it’s the only other emotion that feels genuine anymore i’m tired of not knowing what’s going to happen and getting so worked up over not knowing what’s going to happen i’m tired of the hollow loneliness i’m tired of the shame and the eating disorder i’m tired of the suffocating want wmd the earth shattering disappointment i’m exhausted and bored of it all this can’t be my forever but it’s all i fucking know dude

[newathens]

seeing all the ppl who mercilessly bullied me during my adolescence bc i was “spiritual” and “magical” suddenly become “spiritual” and “magical” in their 20s while im still stuck with the lasting scars that have actually become memory imprints in my brain

[quiet-admirer]

(Anyone else with a partner not into this kink live in constant fear of inadvertently doing something you didn't realize was fetish-y and making them uncomfortable or upset lmao 🙃)

[bog-horse]

me, beating my brain back with a stick: your friends are not ignoring you, it is 12:30 on a tuesday, they are BUSY you fool eat your damn chili cheese fries and go

[winqlessangel]

i really fucking hate to do this but im so desperate,, someone please message me i am not stable right now and i don’t want to be alone. please help me.

[harringtontmaa]

⚡ — initial thoughts  &  takeaways regarding st4 ; warning : major spoilers  &  personal opinions under the cut

GOD-TIER :   steve  &  robin being platonic soulmates, steve  &  robin being neurodivergent solidarity, steve  &  dustin’s lil callout + fist bump moment in the car, steve continuing his hero arc, steve being appreciated by everyone, the sinclair siblings saving everyone’s ass in the intercut hellfire club / basketball game scene, steve spitting blood after ripping a monster apart with only his teeth  &  bare hands, max’s whole arc, kate bush  &  the theme of the things you love being the things that will save you in the end TOP-TIER :   steve  &  dustin’s brotherly banter,  jon  &  agyle’s friendship, eddie’s whole existence, the first half of steve  &  eddie’s conversation in the upside-down, billy looking hot even as a dead hallucination, steve refusing to stop wearing his heart on his sleeve  &  flirting with every cute girl he sees just in case she’s The One, steve being #confirmed boob man, steve being held with a broken bottle to his neck by eddie   hope this doesn’t awaken anything in me   GOOD-TIER :   steve  &  nancy interacting platonically, the california arc, argyle  &  eden hotboxing his van, joyce  &  murray’s dynamic, nancy’s investigative reporting skills in the first half, some nice classic horror references, interesting villain MEH-TIER :   eleven’s whole rainbow room reversion arc, hopper’s whole russia arc. sorry but both of these had so much time dedicated to them but so little actual plot in them that i was just so bored the whole time. also everyone still calling steve dumb all the time. SHIT-TIER :   st*ncy being pushed together not only by all the characters  ( even the ones like eddie that would make no goddamn sense for them to interject )  but also by the story itself, nancy having her entire characterization  &  plot potential forgotten about for stupid flip-flopping relationship tension, robin being regulated to the comic relief sidekick zone, will still having essentially zero plot of his own, whatever was going on with suzie, the episodes being so long due to just a complete lack of basic editing

[kittenpoem]

like every thing each day loses its meaning which ive always been used to, it’s the cycle. but it’s always been replenished and begins again. lately i find there is less and less which serves this role & more days are painful, if anything at all. i’m trying to remember how i found meaning in anything b4 hmmm

[gerrydelano]

OOF i ended up at a family gathering and having an AMAZING time talking to my cousins and their friends and like... these literal 15 year old cishet girls were asking me questions about like. being gay and trans and nonbinary and butch and disabled and what gay relationship dynamics are like and what words to use and communism and advocacy and unlearning things that your family is pushing and what reclaiming slurs really means and how to talk to your families about changing their views and how to find good therapists and so much more? like? so much REAL stuff that MATTERS.

and i was just. fucking SHOCKED actually, at how Much they clearly wanted to KNOW like. i didn’t feel at all like i was annoying them or preaching they KEPT asking questions, really SMART questions, and like. even when they maybe said the wrong words or didn’t understand something, that’s the point? they wanted to BE corrected? and were so fucking sweet and earnest? and seemed to really like me? i’m still reeling ngl. just. wow.

it was a really great time and i was just. talking to my family for the first time in a really, really long time and having good conversations where i didn’t feel like an outsider or like i was spouting nonsense, like... they seriously, genuinely asked me and they listened and it was just. so good. so refreshing. i felt? really good.

GONNA POST THE JON EDITS NOW! sorry i’m late!

[aloyssobek]

i’m still thinking about that gay barista from the cafe i went to for breakfast on friday i asked for oat milk in my latte and he was like “oh of COURSE we have that!”