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[kingcunny]

i like fire and blood. yall know that. ill defend it from people who call it bad. but im still objective. i can recognize its only the bones of the story (BECAUSE ITS AN *IN-UNIVERSE* HISTORY BOOK-)

so, hotd, (IF YOU ASK ME!!!!!) shouldve put meat on those bones. filled in the blanks. made characters out of the noncharacters in the book. instead it tried to reorganize the skeleton. rewrite the plot points that every differing pov in the book agreed on.

so now instead of fleshing out an underfed story. we have the bones of TWO stories that both introduce interesting themes and ideas but do nothing/go nowhere with it. whats the point of taking the bones of one story and turning it into the bones of a completely different story? just write your own story at that point idk.

[mzbratzplug]

THE PINKPRINT 💅🏾 You stepped out of the noise, And the silence reshaped you. Your body remembered ease, Your face softened Not from weakness, But from release. You chose clarity over chaos, And your peace became power. No fireworks, Just quiet decisions That turned into undeniable glow. Now, you don’t have to speak loud Your calm says everything. You walk in, And the air shifts. That’s what happens When you return to yourself.

🌿

[hadleyfrasergender]

bridges, basil prouvaire

[lonelycornergremlin]

we have to.

we have to hope

Plz don’t make him a fat stereotype plz don’t make him a fat stereotype plz don’t make him a fat stereotype plz don’t make him a fat stereotype plz don’t

I swear if they made him big with "likes to eat" as a personality Im gonna shit myself

IVE ONLY KNOWN HIM FOR A DAY AND HE DESERVES BETTER

[ninisdollie]

redhanded - murata fuma 𓈒ིུ ❤︎ ˖

request!! ✾ ࣪ ‌ ࣭

“In which Fuma catches his girlfriend being a bad girl.”

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fem! reader x fuma, established relationship, masturbating (f), fingering, edging, dom! fuma, dirty talking, overstimulation, squirting.

“Don’t touch yourself until i get back.”

Fuma had warned you, before leaving for work. You’d nodded, like the good girl you were.

But now you were alone. And you missed him, and you were needy.

The silence in the apartment was unbearable, heavy and suffocating, making it so easy to get your thoughts loud in your mind. Your skin prickled, hot with the memory of the way he’d looked at you earlier, the way he’d said mine when you tried to act bratty, the way his hand slipped between your thighs under the table at breakfast and then just… stopped. Left you aching. You were still aching just where he’d touched you.

You had changed positions on the couch a hundred times, trying to distract yourself. TV on, then off. Scrolling through your phone, tossing it aside. Made a snack, listened to music, read a book. Nothing was helping, Your thighs squeezed together more and more often, without thinking.

Your body was on fire, and you needed him, or release.

So your hand drifted.

Just resting on your stomach at first, finger pads against the soft skin under your tank top, but then lower. You sighed when your fingers slipped under the waistband of your shorts, just grazing skin. Just to test, you tell yourself.

But the second your fingertips brush over your clit, featherlight, just once, your hips jolt, a low gasp breaking out of you. You were sensitive, raw, needy. Your breath hitched as you did it again. Slower this time, asoft circle. Then another. You let your eyes flutter closed, head tipping back against the cushions, legs falling further apart like your body giving in before you even did.

Your mind started to drift, you imagined it was Fuma’s hand instead. His fingers, thicker, rougher, more confident, even more experienced. He knew exactly how to make you melt. He growled when you whimpered, called you greedy, needy, his dirty little girl. Your free hand grabbed a cushion and you pressed it over your mouth, trying to stay quiet as you started to rub tighter circles over your clit. Your panties were soaked, thin cotton clinging to your folds, sliding as your fingers moved.

You were panting now, soft and desperate. You pressed harder. Then again. You were close — already — the shame and heat and knowing he told you not to only making it worse. Your legs were shaking, thighs flexing, heels digging into the couch cushions, your hand moving faster now, sloppy and wet. The tension coiled deep in your stomach, tighter with every breath, every drag of your fingertips over your swollen clit.

Sweat gathered at the small of your back, between your breasts. The whole room felt too warm, like the air was thick with sin. You were clenching around nothing, needy and pulsing, the slick sound of your fingers moving between your legs making your face burn with shame.

“Fuck,” you whispered into the pillow, arching your back, your eyes shut.

Fuma would be so mad if he saw you like this.

If he saw you sprawled out, disobeying him, moaning his name in a broken breath like he’s the only thing your body responds to. The thought of it sent you spiraling closer. You pressed your fingers harder, hips grinding up, chasing that sweet electric snap. You were so close. So fucking close—

Then the door opened.

You froze, every muscle in your body locked up, your eyes open in pure panic.

Heavy, quiet footsteps. A bag drops to the floor.

“Baby, i’m back!”

You ripped your hand out of your shorts, shoving the pillow over your lap like that could erase what he’ll clearly smell in the air.Sex, heat and guilt. Your fingers were still wet. Your chest still heaving, your pupils still wide.

Fuma appeared in the hallway, and stopped the second he saw you. You were caught red handed. His eyes flicked down to the pillow you were clutching to your core. To your flushed cheeks. To your trembling thighs and bitten lips.

Then he tilted his head, dark eyes narrowing. “Oh, baby,” he said, voice like a knife wrapped in velvet. “You didn’t.”

You couldn’t even answer. Shame and fear and guilt showering your body.

“Tell me you weren’t about to come all over your fingers,” he murmured. “After I explicitly told you not to.”

You swallowed hard.

“Fuma—”

He chuckled, low and humorless. Then leaned down, one hand gripping the back of the couch beside your head.“You just couldn’t help yourself, huh?” His nose brushed your cheek, his breath hot. “That desperate for it? You were going to come without me?”

And then he grabbed your wet hand, brought your fingers to his lips and sucked them into his mouth one by one.

“You know how this ends.”

Time stopped making sense the second he stripped you bare and opened your legs right there in the couch. Now your body is nothing but a raw, pulsing nerve. Every breath feels shallow, your thighs ache from trembling, and the only thing keeping you grounded is Fuma’s voice. You’re not even sure how long it’s been at this point, maybe even more than an hour.

“You’re doing so good,” he whispers, fingers slowly thrusting into you again. “So fucking perfect, baby. Taking it like I knew you would.” You’re not even sure if you’re crying or sweating anymore. Your body hurts with how much you need it, clit swollen, throbbing, untouched for too long, your walls pulsing around him, you’re dripping so much the leather of the couch is soaked and sticky with your fluids, while he keeps working you open, over and over again.

He keeps pulling you back from the edge for hours.

The worst part is how gentle he is. He kisses your thighs, your mouth, your neck. He wipes your tears and pets your hair. He praises you. “You feel that, sweetheart?” he murmurs, curling his fingers deep inside you, brushing deliciously against your g-spot. “That flutter? That clench? You’re right there again.”

And you are. You’re so close, your stomach tightening, hips rolling down into his hand like your body’s chasing it without permission. “Please,” you gasp, tears slipping down your cheeks. “Fuma, I— I can’t—” “Yes, you can,” he says softly, his thumb barely brushing your clit. Your whole body jolts.

He pulls away again.

You scream.

It’s not even a real sound, it’s broken,m and helpless. You’re a wreck beneath him, body shaking, thighs soaked and sticky from how many times he’s brought you to the edge just to deny you. “Breathe, baby,” he soothes, pressing his lips to your temple. “It’s okay. You’re doing so well. I’m so proud of you.” Your hands clutch at your sides, your chest rising and falling like you’re drowning in heat. “I-I need— I need—” He kisses you, slow and open-mouthed, tongue sliding over yours as his fingers push back in, so deep it makes you sob against his mouth. “I know what you need,” he whispers. “But that’s not the point, is it?” He shifts down, between your thighs again. Spreads them open gently, like you aren’t soaked and overstimulated and out of your mind. He licks you slowly, tongue dragging up through your folds, careful not to touch your clit, and your hips buck off the couch like you’ve been shocked.

He just holds you down with one arm across your stomach. “Shh. You’re okay,” he murmurs, tongue dipping inside you, savoring every drop. “You wanted to come without permission, so now I’m going to make you earn it.”

So he keeps doing it, again and again and again.

Every time you get close, he pulls away. Kisses your inner thigh and whispere praise. Lets your body cool off for just a minute before starting over.

By the fifth time you’re sobbing.

By the eigth you’re begging.

“I’ll be good,” you cry, hands fisting in his hair. “I’ll do anything, Fuma, please just let me—”

You don’t even recognize the sounds you’re making anymore. They’re desperate, gasps and choked sobs, high-pitched whimpers that leave your mouth without thought. Spit falls from the corner of your mouth, tears soaking your cheeks and blurring your view, your brain spinning. You’re not even speaking in words, just pleading with your body.

You’ve been edged so many times you’ve forgotten what it feels like to actually let go.

“Now.”

You barely register the word, but your body knows. Your whole spine arches up off the bed as his fingers drive into you againx harder, deeper, relentless now. Perfectly curved, slamming hard against your g-spot, wet sounds coming out of you between your legs, his palm crashing with your clit. No more pulling back.

Just him fucking you with his hand like he owns every inch of your body.

“You hear me, baby?” he breathes, voice rough against your cheek as he kisses you hard. “You come for me. Right now.”

You scream.The orgasm rips through you so fast and so hard it feels like your body might snap in half. Your thighs clamp around his wrist, your hands claw at his shoulders, and your whole body spasms under him, wet and shaking and completely out of control. His fingers keep going, curling deep inside you, fucking you through it, pushing you higher, deeper into the climax until you’re sobbing into his neck. “That’s it,” he groans. “That’s my girl. Let it all out.”

Your release gushes out of you, soaking his hand, the couch, your thighs, the floor. You don’t even know where your limbs are, just that you’re trembling, overwhelmed, your core pulsing hard around his fingers as the orgasm crashes through you in waves. “Fuck,” he breathes, watching you fall apart. “My messy little thing.” You twitch when his thumb brushes your clit again, your body still raw and trembling from the peak he finally let you have. He slows down gradually, his fingers softening inside you, no longer punishing, just soothing, grounding you while you come down from the high that’s still unraveling your muscles.

“It was worth it, wasn’t it?” he whispers, lips brushing your ear. You nod weakly, tears drying on your skin, completely spent, boneless beneath him. His fingers slip out of you slowly, and he kisses your inner thigh, your hip, your stomach. “You did so good for me,” he murmurs. “So fucking good.”

And then he pulls you into his chest , warm, comforting and proud. And holds you like he didn’t just wreck you completely. Because even if you disobey him sometimes, you’re still his good girl.

[alpinearts]

little fun fact, black winds howl is a mobility aid user! he has chronic pain in the leg he broke after he tried and failed to rob brook (white horse's mom) that resulted in them wrestling eachother and tumbling into an open ravine. she landed in a soft pile of snow and he landed. not in asoft pile of snow. on a rock in fact. im surprised he didnt break his spine? but anyways that leg healed weird as fuck . here i was deciding between a walking stick and cane, decided on the cane

[isforeverarc]

" christ, you know this isn't valentino's floor, right ? fuckin' - " annoyance is etched in he repression, and the usual cruelness is on the tip of her tongue... but she manages to swallow it. if she had to put up with valentino on the level angel dust does, velvette is sure she'd drink more than she already did. " fuck, come here then, " a step towards him and she moves swiftly, arm wrapping around his waist to keep him from falling over. " val would never forgive me if i let you get bruised, that's the only reason i'm helping you - alright ? " a motion towards the heels. " fuck, those are so hideous... kick 'em off and we'll get over to the couch. "

❝ i am. NOT as — drunk as ya’ . . . think i am. okay ? okay. ❞ a slight sway to his step, a wobble shuddering through his limbs & making him unsteady.

❝ but, can you fuckin’ . . . help me sit down ? these heels are taller than daddy remembers. ❞

[kewpiekitty]

ABEL ABEL ABEL ABEL PLEEEEASE ABEL

awww some stuff for abel finally !! breeding kink breeding kink breeding kink, soft domming all the way, spanking, thigh fucking and worship/praise (giving)

personally i think he's cute just not my type tbh !! i think he'd get super flustered if you try to worship/praise him !! he's a asoft dom and you cant tell me otherwise.

send me a character from date everything and i'll tell you what kind of sexual acts they like mwahahaha !!

[asofttek]

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[kingcunny]

actually mink for tullys works well i think. found a lot of pictures of mink with auburn fur. and mink are often bred/hunted for their fur and…

[majorbaby]

thought those asofter edits were always some like facebook meme that somehow get posted onto tumblr bc mash fans are abt the same age as most facebook bob having moms

lol in its original form, a softer world is pretty typical of canadian art: sad, horny and darkly funny, which is not unlike early MASH. that's why i thought this particular mashup was fitting - but it's been a wildly popular format in fandom going back almost 20 years. if you were on LJ in 2007 in any popular fandom you were tripping over asw edits constantly.

[asoftgoth]

I always read your profile name as Az-oft-goth. Like you were a goth girl from the realm of Asoft haha. I might be kind of dumb but it made you feel very mysterious and sexy. Not an ask. Sorry :(

LMAO no this is something I would do and I can totally see how that might happen 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Glad it came off as mysterious and not weird lol

[chaoticvi]

I have Arcane edit gif request, please. Could you do a gifset of all the time Caitvi go protective over each other: Caitlyn when confronting the abusive warden, Caitlyn soothing Vi when administering the cure, Vi grabbing Caitlyn's arm when escaping Silco, Caitlyn telling Ekko to let Vi go, Vi coming in between Ekko and Caitlyn when the latter acts hostile (even using her whole arm on him but placing asoft hand on her), Vi running back and calling Caitlyn's name, both of them protecting each other from Jinx's bullets, Vi grabbing Caitlyn's hand at the council meeting, etc.

hiii! yeah sure, I like this idea :)

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