#Just LEAVE my brain pls

[atalana]

the curse of adhd:

i will remember with absolute clarity, when the thought strikes me that i have a text to send someone, that this is the fourth time in three days i've attempted to send this specific text

i will forget, in the time it takes me to pick up my phone, that i picked it up intending to send a text

[extractingmystone]

catastrophizing thoughts DNI

[falsehero]

"it's time, maestro."

[andy-clutterbuck]

8x01 | Mercy

[hija-ck]

you’ve heard of toxic yaoi, now get ready for whatever this is !!!!!! 📕

[disastersareajoy]

The Shower Incident

Stu x Billy x FEM!Reader

Tags: Sex toy, masturbation, voyeurism for a sec, dirty stuff happens in the shower obviously, dirty talk, degradation, praise, lots of kissing, marking, handjob, edging, begging, slight dacryphilia, mention of denial, mention of being tied up, mention of oral (fem receiving, and giving to a toy), mention of double penetration, mention of anal (fem and male receiving), open end, Sub!Reader, Dom!Billy, implied Switch!Stu but mostly Sub!Stu

Hiya babes!

I had this idea and it wouldn't leave me alone the entire day so I wrote it down and if I do say so myself: This shit is pretty hot.

I'm super glad my first public fic is with these two idiots because I love them to the moon and back and cannot get enough of them. I hope you enjoy this wild ride - I know I did. I wrote this in like an hour and then proofread it four times total, but English isn't my first language so if you see any mistakes feel free to (politely) let me know and I will fix it. Same as any tags I missed. Of course, non mistake related comments are also very welcomed. I hope you thouroughly enjoy this product of my brain rot! Let me know what ya think.

Stu and Billy had been away for a few days and you were needy. Wanting to be bent over and fucked hard and rough, four hands gripping at your body and manipulating you into whatever position they desire. They were supposed to come back in the evening so you wanted to take a shower before then.

That's when the idea struck.

You practically stumbled over your own feet to get to the closet and pull out the box of toys the three of you had accumulated over time.

You picked out your favorite dildo and quickly made your way to the bathroom. With the help of the suction cup the toy stuck to the shower wall. After cleaning yourself in record speed you bent over and pushed back onto the dildo. It filled you slowly and stretched you perfectly. Your wetness made the intrusion easy but the thickness of the toy still made you pause, and forced you to take a couple of deep breaths. Although it wasn't long before you were fucking yourself back onto it and completely loosing your mind in the process. Moaning their names and begging into the empty room.

At the same time Billy and Stu were on their way up to your shared apartment. The two of them decided to surprise you by coming home a couple hours early so you could eat dinner together and cuddle up in front of the TV.

When they came through the front door and weren't immediately met with your smiling face, kissing and hugging them in greeting, they were a bit perplexed.

That was until they heard the shower running.

And then they heard a litany of moans, accompanied by a loud slapping sound of skin against tile. They shared a look and ventured closer to the bathroom door which you had left open a crack in your hurry to fuck yourself.

The sight they find absolutely takes their breath away. The shower is on and water is hitting your back as you're bent over nothing, supporting yourself with your hands against the wall as you continuously slam your ass back onto the dildo stuck to the tile wall. They can see the toy glistening with your wetness and someone lets out a groan. You don't hear it and keep moving your hips with a clearly desperate and already fucked out sway to it.

They're both stuck in their spot, staring at the divine sight that is you. The way your body moves to get the perfect angle of the dildo, your thighs trembling with exertion and your hand aimlessly sliding against the wet wall, trying desperately to hold onto something. The way your pussy stretches to accommodate for the thickness of what they recognize as your favorite dildo. The one that you love sucking on when they both have you filled. Or that you love for them to fuck you with when they're getting your ass ready and you already need your pussy filled.

The dildo that's been in all of your holes to help pleasure, tease, edge and make you cum. They can't get enough of watching you throw yourself onto the dildo, making such loud and obscene noises.

What finally gets them to snap out of the trance your body has put them in is your next moan.

“Billy, please.” You interrupt yourself with another desperate whine. “Fuck, please fuck me harder. I need you so bad. Oh my god, Stu.” You elongate the end of Stu's name with a loud moan that's closer to a sob if anything. With the way your hips tilted, Billy suspects you found the perfect angle to hit that special spot inside you. Next to him, Stu breathes out a small moan and looks at Billy with a plea in his eyes.

“Go.”

With the okay given, Stu bursts through the door and is on you in no time. He grabs your face in both hands and barely sees your eyes open in surprise before he has his mouth pressed to yours. Desperately making out with you while making sure you're still fucking yourself onto the dildo. He mumbles out praises between kisses, not able to stop himself from telling you how good you look.

"You look delicious. Fucking yourself so desperately, moaning our names like we're here with you. You that pent up, baby? It's been three days and you're so needy you start fucking yourself how you want us to fuck you, huh?”

“But it's not the same, is it?”

Now Billy joins in as well. He already stripped out of his clothes, completely naked and palming at his erection while Stu kneels halfway under the spray of water, drenching his clothes. You mewl a negative, not trusting yourself with words. Afraid that if you pull away from Stu and open your mouth the only thing coming out would be pleas and their names.

“No. Even though our good little slut is filled to the brim by a toy and is fucking herself just as fast as we do, she still can't quite get it right. Can you, doll?”

You make a non-committal noise and place your hands on Stu's shoulders, thankful to have something to hold on to. Billy is unsatisfied with your wordless answer and grabs Stu by his hair, pulling his head back to expose his long neck, stopping you from hiding in his kisses. Stu whines long and loud before staring back at you, desperation clear in his eyes.

“Please baby, answer him.”

“Aww. Would you look at that? At least one whore here remembers his manners.”

Billy leans down to press hungry kisses onto Stu's mouth. Both of them moaning into each other's mouth, making you want even more. You mewl and whine at the display in front of you. Billy pulls away from Stu's mouth with a grin that he then turns on you.

“You better start using your words. Or he's gonna get all the attention and you can watch without touching yourself. And cumming will be completely off the table.” With that he attaches his mouth to Stu's neck, kissing up and down, sucking marks into the soft skin and biting. Which makes Stu let out the most beautiful array of whines and moans you've ever heard.

“Please,” you manage to breathe out.

“Please, what?” Billy still has his face in Stu's neck while answering, not letting his mouth detach for long. You whine and can't help yourself from slowing down your movements to gather your thoughts long enough to form a sentence.

“Please, Billy. Please fuck me. Both of you. I need you so bad, please ” Billy pulls away from Stu and grabs your jaw hard with his hand, turning your face in his direction. He gets close to you and smirks. “There she is. That's the good little whore we've been waiting to fuck for three days.” He doesn't let you answer before attaching his lips to yours and making you moan into his mouth. He lets go of your jaw and grabs your shoulders instead, shoving you back onto the dildo, hard. You moaned into his mouth as he forces you to start fucking yourself again. Distantly, you hear Stu whine as he kneels in front of you and waits for his turn to be kissed again.

Once you have a steady rhythm going again, Billy pulls away. He looks at you with a grin and you could tell he has something planned.

“Now, I asked you a question. And you didn't answer. Instead, you made out with this little attention whore next to me.” A moan from Stu. “But I want you to answer my question. I will not repeat it, and neither will Stu. You're gonna have to use your big girl brain and remember what I asked you. And you're not gonna stop fucking yourself on that dildo. If you slow down you don't get to cum. If you stop you get to watch, tied up and gagged as I fuck Stu into the mattress.” A whine from Stu. “But if you keep going and answer me correctly,” his grin widens and he leans back slightly. “Then you get exactly what you want.”

You moan, frustrated that you don't immediately remember what he asked you. While you're desperately trying to remember the question and not slow down your hips, Billy starts helping Stu get his wet clothes off. He also shuts off the water which leaves your skin cooling down rapidly, goosebumps appearing on your skin and sending shivers down your spine.

Once he has all of Stu's clothes off, he kneels behind him and starts palming his dick. Slowly but firmly taking it in hand and stroking him up and down. Stu lets his head fall back onto Billy's shoulder and moans unabashedly at how good he feels. How good Billy is making him feel. The sight makes your concentration waver. Your mind is completely empty, safe for the two beautiful men in front of you. The way their hair sticks to their foreheads, Billy looking at you with hunger in his eyes and that feral edge. Stu squeezes his eyes shut as he softly starts thrusting into Billy's hand. Usually that would have earned him a slap to the thighs and a warning, but right now all Billy wanted was to tease you.

He takes pity on you as Stu grows closer and closer, holding onto Billy and you with one hand each.

“I'll give you a little hint, darling. How does the dildo feel?” Suddenly his words sprang back into your mind.

“Even though our good little slut is filled to the brim by a toy and is fucking herself just as fast as we do, she still can't quite get it right. Can you, doll?”

You immediately scramble for an answer.

“Fuck, Billy.”

“Good start.”

You whine once more as your hips desperately try to keep up the pace Billy had set for you.

“I can't get it right,” you sob in frustration as your wetness drips down your legs. With the shower turned off you can be sure it was the juices of your pussy that are making such obscene noises and dripping slowly down your thighs.

Billy gives Stu's sensitive tip extra attention, making the tall man writhe in his place on Billy's lap. He moans as a blush spreads down his chest. “That's right doll, you can't. But why? And you better hurry because if Stu cums before you answer, you're watching.” He chuckles at your frustrated groan and speeds up his hand on Stu's cock.

“I- oh my fuckin God. I can't get it right because-” Stu moans loud and desperate, getting closer each second. “Because it's not hard enough.” Billy hums long, considering your answer. “Yes. But why?” You groan again, this time louder and with more annoyance behind it. “Careful,” Billy spoke low and with warning.

With one last whine you focus all your concentration on your words and close your eyes. “I can't get it right because you fuck me so much harder and I can't fake that. I need your hands on my hips as you pull me into every thrust and I need you to speak to me, to call me names and to tell me I'm doing good. I need you to pound into me like I'm your personal toy and I can't fake that with a dildo, please. Please fuck me like I need you to. I'm begging you Billy, please.”

You prepare yourself to hear Billy ask you for another, better answer, but it didn't come. Instead you hear Stu's sob and whine as he is denied his orgasm. No doubt having been right on the edge. When you open your eyes again, Stu looks back at you with tired, teary eyes and his mouth hanging open. Billy on the other hand looks absolutely feral. His eyes have a certain glint in it that tells you that you are in for a ride.

He reaches out to touch your cheek and strokes his thumb over your skin. “That's a good girl. And just in time too.” He softly pushes Stu to sit on the shower floor and keeps a leg behind his back to help him stay upright while he pulls on your shoulders to stop you from continuing to fuck yourself on your dildo. “Now, you have 5 minutes to help Stu get up and get both of your asses to the bedroom. I want you on the bed, legs spread and ready with Stu right between them. He gets to make you extra worked up with his mouth as a bit of revenge for his edge.” At that, Stu hums satisfied and lets out a chuckle.

“I'm gonna watch him edge you however often he sees fit, and then we're both going to fuck you. Nice and hard.” Billy grabs your jaw and pulls you in for a quick kiss before staring at you an inch away from your face. “Because I know that's what our little whore craves. Isn't it?” You nod eagerly and correct yourself with a quick “Yes sir,” before Billy can say anything.

As soon as Billy lets go of your jaw and nods his head towards the bathroom door, you're scrambling to help Stu on his feet, your own knees still wobbly.

Billy watches as the two of you slowly make your way to the bedroom with shaky legs, sees how wet your thighs are and how there's still more dripping out of your glistening pussy. He watches Stu grab your ass, squeezing the flesh beneath his finger in a way that is sure to be a promise of all the teasing that's to come. He truly can't wait to see Stu ruin you with his mouth before they fuck you until you can't remember your own name.

God, he loves the both of you so much.

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Please don't repost or reupload this fic anywhere else. It's mine and I'd love to keep it that way.

[stormofdefiance]

Aventurine should have been wearing a feather boa instead of a fur collar and no one can change my mind

[prettyboykatsuki]

brb 🫡

[a-s-levynn]

"Even if the sky cracks in mourning / And the heavens just won't open up for me" A Series of Small Offerings - II/12 - day20

[dizzybizz]

i love when i leave my desk for like 10 minutes and completely forget that i was in the middle of drawing

i leave the threshold of my room and my brain wipes my memory squeaky clean of whatever it was i was doing

[kyluxtrashpit]

I feel like half my text posts here are apologizing for not being around/responsive but I also feel the need to do it again. I see your tags, your asks, all of it, and I really appreciate them and I’m sorry I haven’t answered anything recently

Between losing old cat 2 weeks ago and the long illness leading up, I’m just still coming to terms with things I feel like. I’m mostly okay, but it comes in waves, and I still really miss her. I hope I’ll be up to some regular internet actives soon, I know it’s been a long time, but I really mean it when I say I appreciate the interaction and I really want to interact back as soon as my brain is in a better place

So yeah idk I don’t have a good closing, I just feel bad (and I’m super hormonal right now so I’m in my feels about literally everything at the moment lmao) so I just wanted to make this post to say I see you, I appreciate you, please don’t give up on me, and I really hope that this funk will lift soon so I can interact back as you all deserve

As a consolation, pls look at her sleepy little face, she was so good

[rintoki]

anyone from my tr era remember the artist leepoon? i still wonder about her to this day i hope she’s doing well drawing whatever she likes now 🫂

[shrews-things]

I don't draw well enough for masterpieces but I do draw well enough to make hundreds of portraits of my love over the course of a lifetime and I think I can make peace with that

[pearl-kite]

Nine People I'd Like to Know Better

Tagged today by the lovely @slushrottweiler @glassbearclock and @belovedbow <3 thank you lovlies <3

Last song: My Way Home Is Through You MCR

Favourite colour: everything Porpl

Last movie/TV show: Oh shit wait uhhhhhh yeah no I legitimately can't remember because I've been watching stupid video essays the last few days. I THINK I watched the Paranormal Activity series most recently? Not sure why, honestly, it's... not really my ideal horror :/ Was bored I guess. TV I've been rewatching Supeernatural 🤡

Sweet/spicy/savoury?: All Of Them. No, really, it absolutely depends, the cravings change, but the BEST things combine all three

Last thing I googled: Was just about to google if you could see your search history, but I use duckduckgo and I don't think they track that as a feature? So. Uh. Idk. Oh man, guys, I think y'all are learning how forgetful I am

Current obsession: Stupid video essays. Actually not feeling any "obsession" right now, it's just mild interests at the moment, which is debatably good and bad simultaneously.

So now I'm supposed to tag nine people huh hmmmm @mihqorio @fooltofancy @boxylic @andr0leda @elemenepee @starrypawz @taciturntempest @whycan'tIthinkofnamesrightnowohmygodIcanSEEaniconinmyheadbutIcan'tthinkoftheUSERNAMEARG @YOU YOU THERE YEAH YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE I'M BEAMING MY THOUGHT INTO YOUR BRAIN YOU'RE TAGGED TOO

No obligation of course <3<3<3

[crispysnake]

Hi This is really just for @ravendruid cause they're the only one who has the full context so HERE U GO FREN AND IM SORRY IN ADVANCED Anyhoo this takes place in me modern au, while Keyleth and Percy are in uni! (I also apologize in advance if a lot of this does not make sense I am v sick rn and running on 3 doeses of dayquil and chocolate chip banana pancakes)

Everything feels beyond hazy but Percy still manages to gather enough focus to rub his hand up and down Keyleths back as she heaves into the toilet bowl. They had the same amount of shots, which really wasn't that many despite them celebrating her getting an incredible review on her research paper, he found it really doesn't take that much for her to get drunk.

Percy's mind feels far away as he stands and stumbles to the sink, filling a glass of water for Keyleth while leaning onto the counter, It was amusing at first, when she gets tipsy she gets giggly, hanging off of his shoulders and telling him about how silly short-eared owls look when they're running around, way too loudly might he add. Then she gets rather existential, going on about how everyone is just a prisoner of their own anxieties or something, he kind of tuned out, but it got hard to ignore when she got sad drunk. it still feels hard to ignore.

"I just- I mean come on Percy, my own m-mom didn't- didn't love me enough to come back... I don't know how-.. how could anyone else?"

She claimed it so nonchalantly. It feels like something he was never meant to hear, and yet he doesn't think he will ever be able to forget it.

He thinks about his family, how unconditionally his parents supported him and how Ludwig never seemed to stray far from his room, always interested in whatever he was creating, or how Cassandra clung to him in their scariest moments, entrusting him with her life. Since then, he felt as if he would never get that trust or tolerance, or love, ever again, of course until he met Keyleth.

Percy heard the shifting of Keyleth backing away from the toilet and he took a breath before sitting down cross-legged in front of her, nudging the glass against her hand until she finally took it. He watched her take a single sip before leaning and leaning, falling to her side onto the bathmat with a groan. "Nope," he said shortly, Keyleths head spins as he grabs both of her shoulders to pull her back up to a sitting position "You will hate me tomorrow morning if I let you fall asleep on the floor. It's disgusting." he brushed off one of her shoulders and tucked her hair behind her ears, pushing the glass back up to her face "No 's not it's comfy" She could only slur in return, making him smile a little. She bickers like his sisters did.

Percy ensured she drinks at least half the glass before letting her lean back to rest against the edge of the bathtub, and shifting to sit beside her, feeling her instinctively press into his side. He can still faintly recall how quickly she became physically affectionate to him or perhaps just affectionate in general. How it merely took one or two instances of Keyleth spotting him staying absurdly late at the library, (just as often as she did) before she brought him homebrewed tea and asked if it would be alright to sit and study with him.

Had Percy been a bit irritated at first? yes, a little, was it also the first ounce of kindness anyone had shown him in a while? also yes. Was it annoyingly hard not to find comfort in her presence or adore Keyleth as a person? yes. sometimes it still gets to him, how she noticed him there. But was she aware of that? no. and now he's definitely sobered up enough to know that he cannot stop thinking about it.

".. how could anyone else?" Percy truly does feel he will never be able to forget it.

"Keyleth?" He calls hesitantly, turning his head enough to glance down at her. She hums in acknowledgement and with the same amount of coordination as a fawn, attempts to pull herself up to look at him.

"Did you mean what you said earlier? about feeling.." he whispers now, his brain still feeling a little too buzzed to rethink this "Unloved?". Percy watches Keyleth sit up fully and stare at him, he watches the gears turn in her head as she processes, slightly sobering at his words. "Uhm.." Keyleth pulls her knees up to her chest almost defensively and curls around them, unsure what to say or do, tempted to pretend like she forgot about what she said entirely. Of course, she hasn't forgotten, and she never will. "I'm not sure" she whispers in reply.

They both know this isn't entirely a lie, Percy has known Keyleth long enough to know about what happened to Vilya, to know her extremely complicated thoughts on the matter, how it felt trying to grow up after a situation like that, and something else they both thoroughly understand is that she is not great at discussing her feelings openly. Opposites as they are, it is a habit they have in common.

He thinks about his siblings again, and how many excuses and lies he told to get out of family dinners. It keeps him up at night that he cannot recall the last time he said goodnight to Vesper. He thinks about how he never truly realized that when he thinks of his sisters, Keyleth always seems to fall in line with them. And he never wants her to feel as uncared for as he ever might have made them feel.

She's avoiding his eyes now, feeling an empty pit starting to form in the middle of her chest, staring at the tiles and hiding the lower half of her face between her knees. "Well," Percy started softly, reaching out to take her hand, "You are... Keyleth you are my best friend, and I love you".

She simply stares at him again, as if she's searching his face for any traces of deception or dishonesty, and she finds none. Keyleth feels tears prickle her eyes and her throat thickens, she pulls him forward by the hand and wraps her arms around his middle.

"I love you too" Percy could feel Keyleth mumble against his shoulder and he hugs her back equally as hard. As they sit on the floor of their small, dingy bathroom, holding each other tightly, for once Percy doesn't feel guilty at the thought of her as family, because a part of him knows that he needed to say it, just as much as she needed to hear it.

[wishi-selfships]

work on chainsaw man si (gabi) lore so I can post it and have people enjoy the work I've tirelessly slaved over for ~2 years ❌️

make another gabi variant 🥰✅️✅️✅️✅️

anyway gabi variant whose a reality traveller like wishi. she travels the same way wishi does (through portals but sometimes they kinda just phase in and out bc it's funny) except she's also able to dream-walk through realities.

(no super real visual differences between her and the usual csm gabi's. she just doesn't have the abnormal traits (ahoge, eye rings, and the line down her spine. though i'm contemplating letting her keep the ahoge bc it's cute. visual difference is because this gabi never needed wishi to give her powers, she kinda just spawned in with them 🙇🏽‍♀️)

she has a silly "meet-cute" kind of thing w/ denji after accidentally going into his dream while she slept normally. they meet each other more often in his dreams and they start falling in love w/ one another; denji thinks she's literally his dream girl (but also in a metaphorical sense because she is, in a way, his dream girl) while gabi knows the truth and just doesn't correct him. 🔽🔽

they do end up meeting irl after gabi actually travels to his reality while trying to escape something else. she kinda just gets spit out via portal into his kitchen in the middle of breakfast lowkey and denji goes "omg it's my dream gf !!! whaght is she doing in my kitchen ..." and she goes "...." cause she hit her head on the counter so she's outta there @-@

ermm other stuff happen I guesssss but that's unimportant !!! the real importance is the fact that they're actually together now in REAL life !!!! no need for gabi to hijack his dreams to see his cute ass face when she can kiss it in the waking world 😋✌🏽!!!

tho they still do sleep 2gether 100%. they gotta !!! but this time they actually get to rest because they know they'll see each other in the waking world 🫶🏽

(queued post bc it is like 6:21 am rn and I'm not gonna wake up early enough to post at a good time T□T)