#so yeah.. it'll be slow

[wormtime123]

(like two weeks late) quangle 4! this just turned into the cody compilation sorry

[akai-anna]

project "i'm totally normal about this guy and his wardrobe"

a work in progress

[heroes-fading]

for the love of god stop feeding my dumb fic into LLMs. it'll only make you dumber, and me feel dumber along the way. i do not use LLMs.

[mer-se]

So much of anxiety is living in both the past and future and not being present so, I’m trying to make a conscious effort to stay in the present from now on because I literally don’t actually exist anywhere else. so whats that matter - we just have right now. Constant worrying doesn’t actually alter anything. If bad, shitty stressful things are going to happen they will, there’s no control in that. Just have to live. Just have to continue, adapt and do the best you can in the moment you’re actually fucking in and keep going. Gotta go through bad stuff to get to the cool shit. There’s always good stuff coming. Either way you gotta just keep going.

so presently I’m standing in my kitchen and it’s crazy foggy outside. I have the worlds most precious cat at my feet and i’m eating warmed homemade coffee cake.

[byanyan]

anyway... i'm working on byan's carrd again today and i need you all to know that the bio is at 2600 words already and there's still a big chunk of events to cover, so. that's why this shit's taking me so damn long lmao

[llycaons]

yeah forget about my other tv obligations for a bit besides iwtv and dunmeshi. this 3000-page long historical court intrigue bl is gonna be my meal for the next six months

[todayisafridaynight]

SNAP. art block has washed over me. what do you do when you feel like this?

scream and cry idk but to NOT be smarmy i got two options: brute force your way through it with doodles or just take a break from drawing for a couple hours or days if you've been overworking yourself with drawing

[savage-rhi]

I've had enough character development for this year. Can we skip to the beach filler episode?

[twilightakiishi]

my goal today my ONE GOAL is to clear my inbox on all my blogs do we think i can do it chat

[wormwonder]

playing with circles O●°○•°o.

[permanentreverie]

I am working 6 days next week someone shoot me in the head

[puppetshcw]

The lightsticks are SO PRETTY !!! Where did u make the pictures?🤯🤯

AINE  ˳ ⠀⠀⠀    tysm <333 i used BING AI to get the lightsticks generated ! ngl it was so fun to do, i'm literally obsessed with generating more despite not needing them lol ᅳ if you're unsure what to type in the bar, i'd recommend you check my rant blog, where i put down what i usually write to get lightsticks for my ocs !

[woodstown]

I will probably post any keith gifs from the video tomorrow, as we've got an AF show tonight, plus sera will be going to bed soon, so it won't be worth it if she can't see 💔

[lacyblades]

౨ৎ virgin!reader who really wants fratboy!satoru to take her v-card.

"just the tip," you breathe, the words a soft plea against his lips. they're swollen and tender from his kisses, and his fingers gently brush a stray strand of hair from your flushed cheek. you're perched so prettily on his lap, your pupils blown wide, face flushed.

satoru clicks his tongue, shaking his head, a small, regretful smile playing on his lips. "sorry, cherry. no can do."

a frustrated whine escapes you, a puff of warm air against his skin. "but… why?"

"because," he says, his thumbs lightly tracing the curve of your jaw, "it never ends up being just the tip. the second i try to do what you want, i know i'll cave." he playfully squishes your cheeks together, forcing a pout that doesn't quite reach your heated eyes.

"well, is that such a bad thing?" you ask, your voice thick with lust. "don't you want to have sex with me?"

"obviously, i want to have sex with you," satoru says, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest as he rolls his eyes. "i just… i want us to take it slow, okay?"

you groan, throwing your head back in exasperation. "seriously? we've been taking it slow. just. the. tip. baby steps, right?"

satoru chews on his bottom lip, feeling shameful for even considering it. he'd promised himself he wouldn't rush this, that he'd give you the best first time possible. you deserve that.

but then there you are. his girl. right here. your discarded shirt lies on the floor, and the lace of your bra does little to hide the tempting press of your perky nipples. it isn't entirely his fault if his resolve is crumbling.

and crumble it does.

"just the tip," he repeats, his voice a husky murmur, his gaze dropping and then flicking back to yours, heavy with unspoken need. he's hovering over you now, the slick head of his cock aligned perfectly with your glistening pussy.

"yeah, yeah," you mumble, impatient, your hands reaching up to hook around his neck, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist.

"cherry, i mean it," he says, his eyes locked on yours, a warning and a plea all in one.

"uh-huh. can you just… can you put it in now?"

satoru sighs, the sound laced with a mock reluctance that does little to hide the tremor in his hands as he grips your thighs. it's just the tip, a gentle press against your slick folds, and a gasp escapes your lips, a feeling of fullness hitting instantly.

he finds himself mentally reciting the names of this year's football teams, a desperate attempt to cling to some semblance of control, to not climax this early. and he's supposed to be the experienced one.

"'toru," you whine, your inner muscles clenching around him, a delicious squeeze that sends a jolt of pure pleasure through him. his hand comes up to gently caress your cheek, his thumb stroking the soft skin, and you lean into his touch.

"shit, cherry," he grunts, his control fraying at the edges. "please don't squeeze like that. i c— can barely…"

"you— you should just put all of it in," you whisper, your fingers tangling in his impossibly white hair, tugging gently.

"no," he mumbles, the denial a weak protest. keeping you away from this sweet release, even though you could probably come from this alone. "you feel so good. so… so tight."

"all the more reason—"

"no." this isn't how it's supposed to happen. your first time deserves more than a stolen moment in the middle of a forgotten study session. there should be flowers, maybe candles… it should be perfect.

he's already made up his mind, the decision firm despite the insistent throb of his cock. satoru’s thumb brushes lightly across your swollen clit, and a small whimper escapes your lips.

"satoru, i really need you." and then you look up at him, your eyes glossed with unshed tears, desperate and raw.

fuck it.

as long as it's here, with you, it'll be perfect. besides, he vaguely remembers seeing some dusty candles in the back of the storage closet.

[byanyan]

can i just be emotional on main for a sec & thank y'all again for sticking with me & supporting my weird little brand here these last few months while i've been like. worse than ever about getting any writing done? just like. hhh. all of u putting up with my shitposts & liking the hcs and whatever else i shove out onto the dash while i'm struggling with energy for replies, and everyone who still wants to plot & develop our dynamics despite me being the WORST at keeping up with dms (& being somehow even worse at being the one to actually initiate dms), and!!!! those of you who continue to indulge me by sending me asks despite the fact that you've been waiting 5 years for me to reply to our thread!!! i appreciate u guys sm, like i don't think u actually understand just how much. i mean this so sincerely: thank you

[prince-consort-lolz]

Me: *listening to my mother talk about her latest style of "old lady craft™" (affectionate)*

I can understand the concept and the end results look cool but I just don't get it or think I'd enjoy it.

Me: *after finally agreeing to try said "old lady craft™" (affectionate)*

Ohhhhhh I get it now. This is the kind of "old lady craft™" (affectionate) that I want to do at 3am when I can't sleep but want to and need to do something that won't make me more awake but will instead tire my brain out enough to actually sleep.