#MMMMMMMMM YEAH BABY

[elystelleven]

A Midsummer Night's Tragicomedy <3

(+ bonus doodle and w/o lighting)

[jjanguri]

Zhang Hao - Moon River

[ddejavvu]

hi Mei!! hope you're doing well lovely <33 i had some thoughts today and i figured why not share them with you! (i'm in a bit of a writing rut as well so hopefully this'll help me too)

i have this headcanon that James is obsessed with the back of your neck - it's his favourite place to hold you anytime anywhere

If you're out at the pub and dancing, he's got the crook of his elbow slung around your neck, letting his bicep cushion your head so you're pressed against each other chest to chest and he's looking down at you with the biggest grin

If you're sitting in the common room together, he's got a hand firmly around the back of your neck, stroking up and down to between your shoulder blades and it doesn't matter if you're in conversation together or with others, his hand is always there

(nsfw thought) you're on your front and he's behind you, watching as his cock pistons in and out and one hand is planted on the bed next to your hip and the other is grasping the back of your neck, pushing your face into his pillow, and it's muffling your moans and "God, honey, such pretty noises f'me" you're mewling agaisnt the pillow and throwing your head back, forcing him to grip a little harder and put a little more weight on you to cage you in, move you just where he needs you to be

(nsfw thought pt 2) he's sat on the edge of the bed, languidly stroking his cock, staring down at you on your knees between his legs and he's groaning at the doe eyes you're looking up at him with and he lets you suck at just the tip, watching the way your lips form a seal, the way your tongue peeks out as you lick him "fuck baby, that's it, shit, taking me so well" he's getting close and he can't help but thrust his hips into your mouth and then he's grabbing the back of your neck and he's shooting his load down your throat, groaning loudly as he feels your throat muscles working to swallow and when he finally comes back to, you're still suckling at the tip of his cock, rocking back and forth slowly rubbing your thighs together so he uses his grip to pull you up and guides you onto his lap and coos "did so well for me pretty, such a good girl weren't you? reckon you deserve your reward yeah?"

hi honey! i'm happy to hear your scrumptious thoughts, thank you for sharing them with me <33

this post is 18+, minors dni.

!!! yes he's always touching or holding the back of your neck in some way shape or form, and he looooves coming up behind you and kissing it too!! he stands behind you while you're at the stove or in the bathroom washing your face and he just kisses all over the back of your neck, pressing his forehead against the warm skin there and soaking in your touch <33

MMF HOLDING YOUR FACE DOWN FROM BEHIND?? delicious. he strokes his thumb over it and maybe rubs his finger up the column of your throat from behind as he holds you down, and maybe he even scrapes his fingernails down the skin there and over your back <333

oh my god yes face-fucking you with a hand on the back of your neck <3333 mmmmMMMMM he just goes wild, you maybe let a little gag slip when you're sucking him off and he just snaps, barely groans out an apology before he's yanking your face further onto his cock, jamming it down your throat and bucking his hips up repeatedly into your open mouth. All the while his hand is firmly set around the back of your neck, you couldn't escape if you tried (but you definitely don't want to escape)

[sonofthedunes]

luke skywalker takes the strap like how a claw machine grabs at a toy

ANON I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW I ALMOST CHOKED ON MY OWN SPIT LOOKING AT THIS??? not what i was expecting at 10 pm on a monday but fuck it we ball

i have actually never considered luke getting pegged before and i can’t fathom why? young subby luke would be so into it, begging you to wreck his tight little hole. picture it in your mind’s eye: that lithe tanned farmboy face down and ass up on the bed, hands bound, blindfold on, already shaking and you haven’t even touched him yet. he helped you pick out the strap (nothing outrageous-you don’t want this ending in a trip to the medbay and some truly embarrassing questions), he’s done the prep, and he’s still nervous about going through with it. but you soothe him with honeyed words-oh sweet, i know you can take my cock just like i take yours-and pet his hair, and gradually he relaxes enough to let you lube up and slowly, oh how slowly, push past the ring of muscle.

a sharp short gasp from below makes you pause. you okay? does it hurt?

n-no…not exactly? it’s… he hisses between clenched teeth. there’s pressure, but it’s not bad. i can handle it.

you sure? you ask, trailing a finger down his spine. ‘cause we can stop if you-

he shakes his head vehemently. no. need this. need you to…

though he can’t see it, you wonder if perhaps the force is allowing him to sense your small fond smile. need me to what, luke?

taking an unsteady stream of oxygen, luke answers in a rather shy voice, need you to fuck me.

fuck you where, starboy? we agreed to use our words, remember?

he actually whimpers at that, hands tightening to fists in their bonds and thighs clenching. fuck my ass, he whispers breathily. PLEASE fuck me in the ass. i want it so bad.

now was that so hard? you reply, sliding the plastic resin strap’s length nearly all the way out of him. he reacts with a distinctly whiny moan and shudders when your hand travels south to close around his shaft. ah! looks like that’s not all that’s hard. you grant him a few quick pumps, enough to cause a few pearly beads to leak from the tip onto the bedsheets, and settle your hands on his hips. time for the real work to begin.

luke, however, seems a bit discontent. wait, he groans, wait, touch me please.

now why would i do that? you question rhetorically. you’re already getting your hole filled, you want your cock stroked too? greedy boy. that isn’t the jedi way. you pat his head again, almost condescending. no, you’ll come from this rod up your ass or you won’t come at all. you wanted me to tie your hands. you wanted to be denied. so you’re getting exactly…what…you…wanted. and as you finish your sentence, you venture back in-your words practically drowned by an mmmmmmmmm capped with a deliciously aroused fuuuck.

you lean down over luke’s trembling back, his hands pressing into your breasts, and inquire softly you ready?

his lip quivers, the cords in his neck work as he swallows. are his eyes screwed shut behind the cloth or wide open with emotions he can’t possibly sort right now? yeah, he manages.

you sure?

baby, PLEASE…

how could you deny him when he’s so polite? okay, you nod. okay. and at long last, you start thrusting in and out of him, setting a pace that seems doable: steady, rhythmic, something like what he usually does to you. and it certainly feels good when you’re receiving it, so you can only hope it’ll turn out that way for luke.

undeniably you’re surprised by his body’s immediate and visceral answer. hell, he probably is too. he cries out at the first movements, face twisting into the pillow beneath him, back arching and toes curling; you resist the temptation to check how much his cock is dripping. yes, YES, oh FUCK, he moans obscenely in what sounds like relief. just like that, fuck me good, fuck me HARD.

oh…oh no, not very hard, love, i don’t want to hurt you, you chuckle breathlessly, tugging on his hair and receiving a muffled shout in turn. but good. good i can do.

need it, he grunts, pistoning his hips back to meet yours sloppily. maker, if he’s already at that point he won’t last long at all. wanna come on your cock, wanna-fffffFUCK!-wanna be your slut.

oh, how very beautiful a sight he is. fingers clutching at nothing as they vainly struggle against the rope, shoulders and back tensing with every stroke, the sweat beading and flush reddening on his sunkissed skin. his breath punches the air with little haah’s between every babbling of praise and adoration. and as your pelvis slaps dully against his, your clit sparking from the friction of the strap, you wish he could see himself like this. the rose of the desert, fully blooming beneath you.

letting out a groan yourself, you dig crescent nail marks into his hips. you gonna come for me? you demand. you gonna fuck up my bed, show everyone what a dirty slut for my strap you are?

luke is rapidly approaching the point of full incoherence, that special spot finally making contact. make me come pleeease, want it, oh fuck, OH- he gasps once, twice, essentially fucking himself on the resin phallus regardless of your own motions. it might be one of the hottest things you’ve ever seen.

then DO IT, you snarl, the growing flame of your own passion harder to ignore-but you won’t tend it until he’s satisfied. make a mess. get loud, skywalker. show the whole fuckin’ rebellion how much their hero loves getting fucked in the ass.

and he roars, wrenches all the air from his lungs in a primal scream that devolves into sobbing and you can hear those thick strands of come spurting onto the coverlet and likely his own stomach, his body heaving with every one until he simply has no more left to give and collapses into the sticky puddle. the very moment he’s done you rip off the strap and harness and furiously rub your clit, climaxing to the sound of luke weakly crying and your own high-pitched moans.

after the white noise clears from your mind and the tremors have ceased, you look on him limp and drained, tears carving tracks down his pink cheeks. goodness, luke, you sigh. let’s get you out of those. first you unwind the rope from his hands, wrists red and sore from where they chafed; then comes the blindfold, revealing at last a pair of watery, hazy blue eyes, blinking up at you through damp lashes. as soon as they focus, he grins shakily.

oh i love you, he declares, raising himself on one forearm-probably about all he can manage in his present state. the film of his semen is already drying pastelike with his sweat on his chest and belly, a trophy of sorts. you know he needs cleaned up, but that can wait. this was…

you move to kiss him, his lips salty in a most inviting way. for me too, you assure him. you know, i didn’t really think you’d be into this kind of thing.

…i’d used my fingers before, he admits with a giggle, but never anything like that.

would you do it again?

he scrunches his face in mock-thought, then: i dunno. maybe the next time i blow up a space station and we need to celebrate.

in a cloud of post-sex endorphins, the two of you fold into helpless laughter, a tangle of kisses and rubbery limbs and the inner peace that only comes with an oasis of calm in an increasingly fragmented galaxy.

[theplottdump]

Chad: Do you want to play in here for a while with Daddy until Leanne comes home? Sunny: Okay. Shromp play too? Chad: I'll go grab him for you in a minute.

Sunny: Daddy mad? Chad: He's just tired baby. Sunny: Why? Chad: Cause you never let him sleep child. Sunny: Daddy silly.

Chad: Now, are you going to be good for a bit? Sunny: Mmmmmmmmm Chad: You have to promise. Or no ice cream treat. Sunny: okie!

Sunny: I love you Daddy. Chad: I love you too sunflower.

Val: How are you so good at that?

Chad: Good at what? Val: I don't know, making everything better.

Chad: She's your daughter, I can't control her as much as I can't control you. So at a certain point I either have to trick you into doing what I want or just go with the flow.

Val: I don't believe you can trick me. Chad: Oh yeah? How do you think I got you to watch all those Sim Elliott movies you hate? Val: You keep telling me there'd be a lot more violence but so far it's just a lot of squinting, dust, and horses.

Val: I don't think I'm cut out for this whole fatherhood thing. You're just so much better at it than me. I'd probably be dead in a ditch by now if it wasn't for you and Leanne. Chad: Val stop that, you're a great father. You're just sleep deprived.

Chad: Why don't you go upstairs, wash off your eyeliner, take a nap, and I'll watch Sunny until Leanne gets back. Sound good? Val: Okay. But first you're probably going to have to wrestle some clothes back on her.

Chad: Shit.

Val: Yeah, I'm pretty sure she gets that from you.

[queenofbaws]

For the behind-the-scenes fic asks, could I get 12, 24, and 25 for The Almosts pretty please? I'm so insanely curious

heheheh aw man, any chance i get to rant and rave about t(a), you KNOW i'm gonna take it!! ;)c

12. Was there a scene you wished you could have included? Why didn't it fit in?

mmmmmmmmm this one's tricky. i wouldn't say there were any scenes that i wished hadn't ended up on the cutting room floor in the end (as the wordcount will attest, pffffft), but there are definitely some that i had sort of imagined going differently when first planning/setting about writing, and that ended up significantly different when all was said and done.

the two that come most readily to mind are: (1) the whole reason i had sam's dad scott be an er nurse was because i fully intended on him being the one letting her know about josh's hospitalization, and then there being a very, very awkward confrontation with chris about it later; and (2) the fight in ch17 was actually going to be, uhhhhhh worse, hahahaha. in the end, i decided i wasn't really feeling the direction of those decisions, and so ended up changing them. i for sure wouldn't say i regret that, though, or that i wish i'd stuck with my original plan, but i do think they could've changed the overall vibe of the story significantly.

EDIT: I AM A FOOL! THERE WAS A SCENE I WISH I COULD'VE INCLUDED, AND THAT WAS SAM AND ASHLEY GOING FULL PARENT TRAP ON THEIR PARENTS TO GET THEM TO DATE SDKLFJLKSJDFKLJSDF hahahaha, not exactly an important part of the story, nor a necessary one, but........i had plans for scott giddings and jamie brown, oh yes i did. oh yes i did. hehe.

24. Did you write every scene in order? What was the first scene you wrote, and what was the last?

god no, oh jesus, oh no. nonononono. i am like, pathologically incapable of writing things in order. i WISH i had that sort of discipline, my gosh. hilariously, the first scene i wrote was...well, okay, yeah, the first scene of the fic!!! hannah and sam having a little chat before The Big Party, but after that, all bets were off, babyyyyyyyyy. i jumped around.....everywhere, and the one thing i remember most about writing t(a) is that i was, at ALL times, actively working on 3 chapters. nightmarish. don't recommend it. absolutely the only way i found i could get my brain to work XD the last scene i wrote.....man, was josh and hill in that last session. everything after that had already been written, it was all set in stone, but that last session, man...that one took me.......a long time to write, hahaha.

25. Is there anything you would change now about this fic? Why or why not?

so, here's the thing. i feel like it's really easy to look back on an artistic endeavor and pick out all the stuff you don't dig about the final result. i have, in all honesty, not gone back and FULLY reread t(a) start-to-finish since finishing it BECAUSE of that. i am positive that if i really sat down and looked at it with a magnifying glass, yeah, there are some things i'd change - pieces i'd get rid of, segments i'd rework, commas i would delete by the dozens.................

but at the end of the day, t(a) is, was, and always will be my baby, something that not only served as my first step into the ud fandom, but something that introduced me to so many AMAZING people - writers and artists and readers and editors and gifmakers and not-so-silent lurkers all - and so looking at it and thinking about the things i'd change doesn't really occur to me. it is what it is, and i'm very happy to leave it as is :) <3

that being said, i would've loved to format some of the...stuff in the ending where they (starve) in a more house of leaves sort of way, but ao3 proved pretty tricky for that, alas!

behind-the-scenes fic asks!

[seven-stars-in-his-palm]

ok. i took a long, long time (song ref) but hi!!!!!!!!!

1. titanic fic (*cue shit-eating grin*). umum. im curious if there's anything about the morse code yet. or codes in gen actually. so. sentences with the word "code" :3

2. titanic vid!!!! Idk if you like the engineering aspects, but there still were a ton of other facts sprinkled in (spiral staircases, people that monitored coal balance, separate staff room for firemen, how they got air down there etc) https://youtube.com/watch?v=4begc_U8ygI#searching

3. surprise!! this is an interview. i have some Official Author questions for you (feel free to pick and choose, come back to this later, or just striaght up ignore lol):

3a. Do you have any authors (professional or not) that you aspire to be like one day?

3b. Following that up, are there any specific works (again, published, professional, etc or just amazing amateur works!!) that really inspire you?

3c. What made you start writing? I'm curious on anything that led to the conscious decision, of course, but additionally do you think there was anything you grew up with that "planted the seeds"? Was it any of the people from question 3a?

3d. What's the silliest (/pos) idea you've ever had for a fic? If you didn't write/publish it, why not? Was it a recent thing? If not, do you think your experience would have influenced that idea today?

if those dont make sense u can send me a messgae or something 👍👍👍 goodnight

ITS BEEN THREE DAYS but im here okay……. lets do this. hi pep :>

1) alas, i’ve been focusing on a lot of other things so i havent reached a written point of the Code Usage, which begins in like chapter 3-4. sorry man 💔 (progress has been made ! just not as much as i’d hope 😭)

2) FUN FACTS?!??!??!??!!?!!? IM WATCHING A DOCUMENTARY RN BUT IM YOINKING THIS RIGHT AFTER YIPPIE!!!!!!!!

3a) uhmmmmmmmm i dont exactly pay attention to authors as much as i pay attention to books but you know what. rick riordan. not because of anything he’s done or written but because of his audacity to write 20+ books in the same universe and still get 100000000000000 people 1000000% invested in it. i wanna write sequels forever. can i be him

3b) OHHHHHHHH UHM UHM UHM UHM the thing that got me into fanfic specifically was the fic “versability” (it was a gf fic about ‘what if ford never made the portal’, written like 2015-16, and yeah i did know of and even read a bit of fic beforehand but i was never into it) but just READING ? the land of stories by chris colfer, easy. mmmmmmmmm that was my fucking Thing. if i wasnt a baby at that time i would have WROTE. SO. MUCH. GOOD GOD. IT WAS MY THING. THE THING THAT GOT ME INTO NOVELS. URGH. alex my iconic mentally ill bisexual, conner my precious cynical boy. i need to read those again my GOD now i think about it that was fairytale fanfiction that happejed to bepublished and ohhhhh it was beautiful. im gonna read jt . iM GONNA DO IT!!!!

3c) in writing in general or just fanfic? for fanfic its that one day i had an gf fic idea (that i had to heavily revise/rewrite, but it did end up getting out eventually) that i hadnt read anything like it, and i wanted to see it. decided: hey, im shit at writing, but might as well!!!!!! 65k words later, its not a joke anymore. im a Writer now :) but as for in general, well ofc reading books. people told me in the past im creative and should get into book writing if you like reading so much. i decided well im gonna do it professionally, but might as well do something tiny, so i well uh wrote. im not gonna tell you but it certainly was Something. classic isekai mary sue dramatic plot hybrids etc etc etc but actually the queen the mc is “related” to is actually polyam and was in a relationship with both their dad and their mom and the big villain is the queen’s sister who’s pissed that both of her lovers ditched her for the human world (but actually they had to break up because because the society was not polyam friendly. there just happened to be a war after that). everything else was basic isekai except for that little crumble of lore. the queen was a bisexual. the dad was a pansexual. the mom was a lesbian. i think i ate there to be honest

3d) mmmmmm i gotta think. there was definitely a gf x amphibia au where ford got ploped in amphibia and the plantars IMMEDIATELY stole him and wrapped him up in their adventures right when the plot starting becoming a thing (early season 2). there’s one where stan and ford just….. climb a tree. it’s laced with a lot of philosophical talks straight from good omens knowledge but ultimately its just goody fun. mmmmm theres one where gabriel has no idea what crowley looks like, but he DOES know what Bildad The Shuite looks like, itd be tiny but so so so so funny. the gf/gomens crossover…..a human au based on that one tumblr post about a necromancer bringing people back from the dead to fuck with the killer and opening a discord support group….. the s1 humans + aziraphale being the victims, crowley the necromancer, and the s2 humans being the nosy outsiders who Notice things happens but can never say shit. oughhhh……… Yeah. yeah, thats good. most of these are recent except 4 the amphibia one, wouldnt change much about it even with the shit i know now EXCEPT being able to handle the relationships/emotions between the characters better, ive certainly gotten better at it and i love it. i havent published any bc either i started but couldnt finished, or just thought it was neat and moved on to plop it in the ideas folder and wait 4 inspiration.

OKAY THATS A LOT BUT THERE YOU GO sorry for the wait, man. you’re my best cupperty you know that right 🫵 ANSWERS!!!!! and ill work on titanic as fast as i can, it hasnt been forgotten !! i just gotta mow the grass….. (“short” fic wips)

[dapper-shipping-forever]

After a drink

Vash gets a little drunk during the night, Gill makes sure he gets to the his hotel safely and helps him. Just soft lowkey pampering Vash. That's the whole thing lmao

Enjoy 🌸

💜💜💜

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The boys had agreed to meet them at a specific time, by a specific building. That was nearly an hour ago. Not seeing the boys, Gillian and Meryl decided to go and look for the two of them.

The town was shadowed and dark, night time having long come out. There wasn't many people outside right now, save a few strays. A figure appeared, stumbling and swaying as if drunk; illuminated by the moon light only, Gillian thought it was something random alcoholic until she saw the familiar shade of his coat and the sun kissed hair hanging across his blushed face and recognized her beloved Vash.

"Ah, that's what those two have been doing." Gillian said.

 Meryl looked out. "Hm?" Then saw him as well. She groaned. "Seriously, they got drunk tonight." She sighs with her hand planted on her hip. "Boys."

Gillian walks faster. "Let's go."

When they approach, Vash notices them. His face alights when he sees Gill, and she can get a better look at just how drunk the Stampede actually is. She also sees that his prosthetic arm is draped across his neck, like a scarf.

"Gillian !" He steps, no he stumbles, forward and hugs, no falls, onto her. The arm he can't misplace wraps around her form. "I missed you !" 

She can't help but groan when Vash latches onto her. Not because he's holding her, she loves that, but because her back has to bend to support his full body weight he puts onto her to keep him from falling to the ground on top of her. "Hey, Vash; missed you. Have an exciting night?"

"Mhm ! I drank just a lil at a nice bar."

"Just a lil, huh?"

"Just a lil."

"Alright, heavyweight." Gill says. Vash stands as she adjusts her arms, keeping them close in case he needs steadying quickly. "Why's your arm around your neck? That's a bit higher than I saw it previous, yeah."

"It fell off." He says.

"It fell off? By itself?"

"Mmmmmmmmm, yeah." She assumes the way he bobs his entire body is supposed to be just him moving his head.

"Alrighty; I can get that back on in a sec."

"Hey." Meryl says. "Just where is the other one?"

Gill looks around. She's right. The other one, being wolfwood, isn't around.

"Where'd he go?" She asks.

Vash looks around. "Um. Hm, where is he?" He brings a finger to his lip.

Gill breathes out. These men, huh. "Meryl?" She ask.

"Yeah, I'm on it." She says, walking off as she says it.

She's already come to Vash's side and gotten him to put his right arm around her. "Thank you. I've got Vash." She grabs his prosthetic to keep it from falling.

"We gonna go for a walk?" Vash asks.

"Yeah. Can you walk, darling?"

Vash takes a few clumsy steps, and Gill keeps him going mostly straight. She guides him to lean on a close wall, first.

"This wall feels warm." Vash notes astutely.

"Yeah? That's good. Stay just like that, baby." She moves from his right arm to where his left arm normally is. She has to mess around with the sleeve and shove his prosthetic blindly into it to get it to where it goes on. Moving it around, she hears a soft click. It feels like that's right. "Can you move it, baby?"

Vash brings his prosthetic hand before his face, concentrating rather intently as he stares at it and makes it open and close a few times. "Yup."

"Good." Gill goes back to her spot under his arm, getting him away from the wall this time. "Let's get you into bed."

"I like beds."

"Me too ! You're gonna love this. Now keep walking, darling. Come on, straight."

It takes several minutes, several longer than it should've of Vash almost falling, getting giggly, and latching back onto her and not letting her move, repeatedly and often.

She gets him to his door, getting out from under his arm. She checks that he's steady, turns, then immediately turns back and grabs him when she catches him falling backwards. She leans him next to the door, his head bonking back quietly on the wall. "Do you have your key, baby?"

He pats at his coat several times, astoundingly he produces the key. "Here."

"Thank you, darling." She unlocks his door and herds him onto the bed. He sits with a flop, leaning onto his legs. "Now, let's get you ready for bed tonight." 

She gets on the floor in front of him and grabs his shoe, tugging it off. She tugs off the second and he falls backwards onto the bed. He laughs. "Whoops, this is soft." The beds aren't particularly soft.

Gill chuckles. Drunk Vash is a bit of a party, almost constantly laughing and wanting to talk or get into something. He's cute, as always. Right now she needs to get him to cooperate. "Come on, we gotta get your coat off too before you can get in bed." She stands, reaching for his hand that he willingly holds out and grabbing it to tug his, heavy, body upright.

She removes the shoulder armor and then wiggles him out of his coat. Next, she removes his holster and gun. She sets them nicely aside.

She stands in front of him, about to reach for his glasses as well.

Vash gazes at her with his head tipped back. The light seems to be perfectly placed to halo her body.

"You're pretty." He says.

She pauses in her spot, mind quickly empty save for the words you're pretty big and loud. She giggles awkwardly. "You're prettier." She says.

"You think I'm pretty?" He says in awe.

She giggles again, less awkward now. "Super pretty, Vash."

He coos, delighted. Then he seems to remember what he'd said before. "But not as pretty as you. Not like you." He says.

If he wasn't drunk, the softness would've immobilized her. It leaves her speechless momentarily, and she has to look away. Her cheeks nearly as blushing as his. She coughs in her throat. "Thank you, Vash." She almost forgets what she'd been doing.

Taking his glasses, she steps back. She wants to stay close, though. She has to remember he's drunk.

"I gotta shower." He says, trying to stand.

Gill stops him. "Nope; you can shower tomorrow. I'd rather you not slip and slide drunk as you are; plus, it's good to get you moving again tomorrow morning.

"Hm, I'm smelly."

"Yeah, but I like you despite being smelly."

"That's sweet. You're sweet. You're too nice."

She closes his glasses, setting them neatly with all his stuff. "To be honest, Vash, you had me worried. We were all supposed to meet a while ago. I hadn't known you went drinking. I thought maybe you might've been hurt, ran into danger, or something. I can't stand it when I'm not sure whether you're safe or not." Maybe she hovers too much, but the dangers of the sands are often drawn to Vash, and she's promised to always be there when he needs her. Not knowing where he was drove her nuts earlier. She hears him sniffle, and hurriedly looks back at him crying, his entire face contorted by his upset frown. "Whoa, Vash; why're you crying !?"

Vash sniffles again, head following her as she moves in front of where he sits. "I'm sorry I made you worry, Gillian." He says between drunk sobbing. "I shouldn't have gone out drinking and not come back on time."

"Awe, Vash." She says. "I'm not mad that you went out drinking. I'm not upset at you, period. I just worry. I care about you, lots, yeah." Gill wipes away his tears gently.

He sniffs again. "Why do you care about me?" His voice thick.

"I just do. There's nothing able to change that, you couldn't if you or anyone tried." She says. She pets his hair, letting him relax. "Better now, Vash?"

"Yes." He says, eyes dry.

"Good, now let's get you to bed." She says.

"Mkay." He mumbles, the partying wore him out.

"Here we go." She puts her hands on his shoulders, guiding him under the covers. She brings the covers to his shoulders, making sure he's covered and snug. "All set?"

"I am." He wiggles deeper into his covers.

"Excellent. Now, I'm gonna take your gun and clean it for you, and bring it back before you wake. Then in the morning, I'm gonna come back with some breakfast and a water for you and see how you are. I've seen your hangovers already." She laughs. "Now, sleep for a while."

His hand reaches out and grabs her hand, those big puppy eyes staring right into her being and holding her there. "What about you stay?"

She tenses, the idea slowly flustering her as more of the implications settle in her mind. She remembers sharing a bed with him before; if he latches onto her like that stone cold sober, she's not sure she's prepared for how cuddly drunk him might get at night. "No, I should go for the night. But I promise to come back soon. Alright?" She reassures him.

He pouts obviously. "Alright."

She can't help but chuckle at him like this. "Good boy." She pets his hair again, leaving her hand in it's place as she leans in to leave a kiss on his hair.

He hums, softly. "Thank you."

She smiles. "You're welcome." She steps back, grabbing his gun and his key before walking to the door. "I'm taking your key also to let myself in tomorrow, doubt you're gonna use it. Good night."

"Good night." He tiredly says.

Gill feels soft simply being around him, him allowing her to help him. His actions tend to put her into a good mood. 

She opens the door to step out. As soon as it's open, she hears someone yell. "Ugh, just cooperate !"

Peeking out, she sees Meryl. Being shoved forward by the annoyed Meryl, is a laughing, drunk wolfwood not budging. His back is bent above Meryl as she tries shouldering him forward. But he looses footing, stumbling forward and falling in a pile on the ground. Hasn't stopped him from laughing. 

Meryl puts her hands on her hips. "Utterly ridiculous." She blows some hair away from her face. She looks like she needs a drink now herself.

"Need a bit of a hand?" She steps out into the hall.

She looks visibly relieved, shoulders slumping and head thrown back. "Yes ! Please."

Of course. Shaking her head, amused, she walks to them. She watches him try and fail to lift himself off the ground. Though, glancing around, something is missing. Awe man.

"Wait, where's your cross?" She asks wolfwood.

"Uuuuuuuuum. Iono." He drawls.

The two girls exchange looks. They each bend and grab an arm, dragging him upright.

After getting him in bed, the girls then spend the next while hauling his cross along the sand. Meryl pushing and Gill pulling and neither particularly skilled at it.

The next morning, Gill comes back to Vash's room. She makes sure she knocks before unlocking the door. She pokes her head in. "Vash? Are you awake?"

Vash groans. He's sitting upright in bed, knees folded towards him and head lowered above them. She smiles softly.

She approaches, carefully adjusting the bag and cup she holds.

Vash opens his eyes enough to acknowledge her. "Hey."

"Hey." She says, quietly to not hurt him. "Good morning, darling. Sleep alright?"

"Eh, well enough." He groans again, the light from his window hitting his face.

Gill coos, sympathetic. "Here, I brought you a glass of water." She hands it to him and he takes a small sip, gratefully. "Drink some of that first. Then I brought you a bagel." She holds out the brown bag, setting it on the bed next to him. "Figured something kinda plain and like easy would be the best. Try not to upset your stomach." 

With that presented, she makes sure his curtains are fully closed, shoes softly padding on the floor.

She watches him gulp some of his water, letting out a breath as he finishes. "Did wolfwood get back alright?" He says after a minute.

She remembers hauling wolfwood into bed; Meryl left almost as quick as he was in, but Gill had made sure he was settled to. "Yeah, he did; we made sure."

Vash hums. The bagel he takes a few little nibbles of, but he stops after that. "Sorry, it's good just gotta give it a bit. Thank you."

"No worries. Keep drinking some water; I doubt you drank much if any yesterday night."

He smiles sheepishly. "Pretty sure that's a no." He laughs dryly.

She shakes her head. "Figured. That's alright. I mean, next time try, but just drink some water now. Feeling any better?"

He grimaces. "I'm alright."

"Uhuh, that's Vash for you feel like crap right now." She says, walking back to him; she kneels on the floor beside him, leaning her head on her closed hand. "Awe, baby." She reaches her other to his head, starting at his forehead and petting his hair back repeatedly and gently.

"No, but," He sighs relieved. "Keep doing that, it feels cool, it's nice." His face holds a soft blush, and she thinks it's more from embarrassment than a hangover.

"Yeah? Just like that?" She smiles, a little teasing. She presses her palm on his forehead, softly moving her thumb in place.

She feels him lean further into her palm, softly moving his head in agreement. "Yeah, just like that." 

"Alright, I can do that. Anything for you." She means it.

Vash is silent for a little while, just leaning on her palm. She notices a small frown on his face, somewhat thoughtful seeming. "Sorry. I mean, thank you, but sorry you gotta help me out like this. I'm," He pauses, chewing his bottom lip. "Not used to people doing this." 

Gill's face softens. She knows how frequently Vash gets chased around, run out of towns more often than he gets welcomed into any. He gives everything and receives nothing. She hates that. She'd give him everything, anything to have him be happy, genuinely honestly happy. "You know it's my job to make you used to it, baby." Her thumb continues caressing his temple. "I'm right here, Vash, always."

He looks sheepish, unsure how to respond. "Thank you, Gillian."

She hums, content. "Of course, darling."

He's quiet again, but then opens his mouth a few times to shape his thought. "You know I'm here for you, too. Anything you need." His hand finds her free hand and wraps around it firmly.

"I know that." She brings the hand he put on her's to her lips and lightly kisses kiss metal knuckles. She barely hears his breath hitch. "Ah, darling, you're the sweetest man there is."

He laughs awkwardly, scratching his undercut. "Am I?"

"Mhm ! The sweetest forever." She sing songs. "Now, keep drinking your water. I want you feeling better soon."

He chuckles. "Alright, I promise."

She'd keep her own promise too, to always be there and care for her Vash. He may not realize how deep rooted her feelings are, but she does and she's going to show every bit of that love. They talk softly and quietly, Vash nearly forgets his own hangover being with her, Gill making sure he feels safe and warm.

[itsdappleagain]

OKSORRY FOR. EVEN MORE. but dash, paper star, dokuso, neal, and the troll?

AW YEAH sorry about the break in answering i was at an auditionnn

Dash Haber

How I feel about this character: he's so silly. what a guy. he's trying so hard but he's so bad at everything. i love him he's hilarious All the people I ship romantically with this character: ahhhh not really any? haberzackary is kind of a fun ship. oh also neal solely because of mangokat again My non-romantic OTP for this character: mmmm i dont know he doesn't really have enough interaction for this My unpopular opinion about this character: if he was less silly he could be so dangerous actually. he has carmen with her back turned, unaware of him, he's HOLDING his razor hat. he could have her dead in five seconds. but HE WHISTLES TO GIVE HER A HEADS UP its so fucking funny One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: i dont know i kinda of liked what happened with him. ivy gets to growl at him. i wish he would have gotten his hands a little dirtier...a physical fight or something instead of a long distance one? but i know he'd probably just die instantly also so

Paper Star

How I feel about this character: BARK BARK All the people I ship romantically with this character: TIGRESS!! i also enjoy a good bit of carmen shipping here,, My non-romantic OTP for this character: mmmmmmmmm i dont know with her she's kind of a solo act unless she's. not. that doesn't make any sense but i don't know My unpopular opinion about this character: that ending did her soooo dirty we didn't even get a final fight she was just trussed up and left there to look mad about it One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: mmm the above i guess. also make out with tigress. also give her a damn halloween costume can you imagine if she was cool

Lady Dokuso

How I feel about this character: she's so much fun because she's dangerous!! but also she's not!! like they let her be dangerous but not that dangerous. you're like omg what did she poison shadowsan with what did she poison shadowsan with this time what did she shoot carmen with and its just paralysis. potion of knocked out instantly. shadowsan falls through a roof etc. she could be so deadly and they dont let her be All the people I ship romantically with this character: shadowsan but ONLY so they can be divorced My non-romantic OTP for this character: ahhh i dont know her little mentorship thing with paper star was kind of a cool dynamic but then she just kind of. idk My unpopular opinion about this character: i guess i already said. give her Potions of Die Instantly One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: POTIONS OF DIE INSTANTLY

Neal the Eel

How I feel about this character: SILLY also yeah he's amazing he's hilarious he's rhys darby who is always cool. ALSO he almost broke carmen's neck which was really slay of him All the people I ship romantically with this character: mime bomb and dash both have special places in my heart when shipped with him My non-romantic OTP for this character: mmm i dont know again there isnt too much interaction to go off of My unpopular opinion about this character: okay remember when they're in russia and he disappears into the grate? the noise he makes when he disappears is the worst thats the worst part about him that coo noise it sounds like a baby One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: ahh i dont know he was kind of hilarious?? he just went WELP mind control doesnt work on me soo i guess ill go sit on a fish boat for the rest of my life so true of him honestly

The Troll

How I feel about this character: i heavily dislike him he feels like he would call me a slur and he's annoying. JHDSFDS okay sorry thats a bit harsh but i literally do not have any feeling towards him other than dislike All the people I ship romantically with this character: i don't My non-romantic OTP for this character: no My unpopular opinion about this character: ahhhhh he was in the sort of awkward batch of one or two time s3 characters that were vaguely unlikable or vaguely entertaining but had a lot of potential. like (ok sorry) spinkick and flytrap were kind of cool but i think spinkick was kind of annoying and his biggest personality trait was being dante basco. so. i think they should have fixed the troll and these characters and kept them in or left them out altogether One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: can you imagine an actual rival hacker to player?? i wish he was more threatening!! i wish he would be more used but only if he was less annoying!! that would be such an obstacle but he idk didnt he just kind of disappear once s3 was over??

[sebrrari]

hiiiiii !!!!!!!! Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you've written, then pass it to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

AMES TYSM 🥹!!!!!! and also i only have 5 fics up on ao3 now so none of my wretched children will be left out uwu

analytics; or, how mark webber learned to stop worrying and rail his teammate (mark webber/trans!sebastian vettel, e, 6.6k)

baby’s first f1 fic! first fic written in 10 years??? i orphaned my embarrassing glee rpf right after this started getting hits because it was like someone came to my house and accidentally opened the door to the spare room where i keep all my trash and empty starbucks cups and the one darren criss shirt i own and was like oh you LIVE like this? anyways full of self-indulgent d*ddy kink and mark being a hard but considerate top and also the beginning of my martian brainworms. ty to those of you who have continued to drag me further into the bottom seb rights trenches

here to take my medicine (trans!sebastian vettel, mark webber/seb mentioned, e, 1.6k)

prequel to analytics! i think i wrote this in one night, i love the thought that seb was kind of a paddock slüt and has a little black book somewhere of the drivers that got it and the ones that couldn't even find his dick so i wrote about it but i peppered in the fact that indeed mark webber is about to be the real king that can handle

the flood is rising up on your knees (mark webber/trans!sebastian vettel, e, 3.2k)

i really wanted to have moments of clarity in there for both of them where they're starting to come to terms with the fact that "oh shit actually like. holy fuck. i fucked up this is something i would miss if i didn't have it" but i don't think i nailed it, tbh! i didn't lean in enough because i have an idea of what i want their future relationship to look like in this series so i was being gun shy about laying it all out in this one. but there are still some Moments(tm). i listened to "apocalypse" by cigarettes after sex on repeat writing this and hopefully the vibe of wistful infatuation and discovery of each other is carried through in there somewhere!

i've loved everything about you that hurts (daniel ricciardo/max verstappen, daniel/max/charles leclerc, e, 4.5k)

mmmmmmmmm i love martian but maxiel is like. something that can be so personal. i was thinking about all the sharl/max battles we're getting this season and how charles has excellent racecraft against max because they've raced against each other since they could drive, basically. "the intimacy the gentleness that comes, not from the absence of violence, but despite the abundance of it" was a huge building block for this - but also how i think about max and i think about all the ways he is straightforward when he speaks but in all the ways he's elusive when he doesn't speak, and how there's no way he doesn't get exhausted from having to be stronger than he was yesterday all the time. i also had someone ask me why i wrote about him if i don't like him and i think like... i don't strongly dislike him, i dislike the systems surrounding him that enabled certain things to continue or worsen in his favor. and how love makes him better but he's just learning that after a lifetime of thinking it would cut him off from his destiny. i am not projecting onto this max i am being so normal about it.

the reason comes on the common tongue (lewis hamilton/sebastian vettel, e, 1.3k)

god bratty bottom seb and confident, cool, a little freaky top lewis ... yeah : sigh : i love sewis because i love how hungry they can be for each other in the softest of moments, and the depraved and tender ways they can show it. i want to shake them like a snow globe and write more about it.

[sunlitmcgee]

gimme c!bench outfits. shitty pinterest screenies included.

*sighs, straps on my goggles and readies my little rucksack* god Damit back to the flashbang web site(/j /lh)

okay...so first c!tommy is in this because pink his is color and he likes to be very pretty. it's red just a wee bit softer.

I also see him in these. He can still fight in heels becaz he is my little darling badass.

I like this one a lot, it'd look very big on him and he'd be rather toasty VVV

If we wanna go for something a bit more classic I can see him in stuff like these. t-shirts. comfy and cute shit.

In my mind he got that second to last one from Tubbo. Who speaking of, he is my little silly edgy grunge, who tries so hard to make himself look big and tough and scary, but is still a sweetie at heart and oftentimes ends up coming short of it. he has a lotta leather jackets.

he modified some of them to make them really spikey so he looks Extra Big And Scary

with this one he went a bit crazy

yeah. he also wears this stuff UNDER the spikes because he is still. simply just a little goat baby.

like to think of him in this one when he's in the lab. no sleeves, good for tinker work VVV

He's a sweet little boy who is forced to be tough. He loves bees. and his little blue overalls. he is such a little sweetie under all that terrified toughness.

C!Ranboo is pretty obvious. He a fancy boy, a little dapper man. I see him in his suits and his little tuxs. I also see him in baggy hoodies that he has to order in ++++L size just to fit him because he's so damn tall and with such a gangly slender frame.

^^this one was a gift from tommy. tommy sews and makes him lots of perfect fit sweaters.

ALSO VESTS!! i love when artwork has c!ranboo in a vest,,,,he looks so pretty.

this next one looks more like something for o!Ranboo coz of the fem body shape but EH C!RANBOO COULD WORK IT I HAVE FAITH IN HIM!!!

and also I think that thisw ould be his wedding ddress just with bigger sleeves and the skirt more poofy. like black and white roses that trail along behind him. and with a bridal veil. a and he alive in it and happy.

BUT YEA THAT'S THE OUTFITS. FROM THE PINTERESTS. YES. MMMMMMMMM FLASHBANGED LOOKIN FOR CLOTHES FOR MY BOYS, MHM, I AM. FUNCTIONAL, YES(/j)

[haitanisbug]

The new chapter adasfafafsgsgajkhkhljlgljljlhlglf

Also Tora dark impulse mmmmmmmmm😈😈 but also at the same time 😫 poor baby and yeah lmao so basically the homeless time traveler cursed Mikey w bad vibes 💀💀💀💀

-Cherrii💕💕💕

‘The homeless time traveler cursed Mikey with bad vibes’ LMFAOOOO honestly this ending is so strange. Like who even is the homeless man? How did he get this power in the first place ? I just- there are so many unanswered questions and I feel like they will stay unanswered 😩

[bedtimestoriesgrownup]

Kaitlin Brings A Friend

He is watching his fourth favourite episode of Seinfeld when he hears the keys jingle.

Then hit the floor.

Then jingle in the lock.

They’re home. And giggling.

Back from a Happy Hour that turned into many.

Kaitlin comes in first. She’s wearing that hot little black dress that drives him absolutely crazy. Short. Showing cleavage. His mind wanders to the things he wants to do with her.

Kaitlin is followed, stumbling, through the door by their friend Sarah, who is visiting from out of town. She’s wearing a salmon or peach coloured dress, He’s not sure how to describe the colour, but he’d describe the fit as “Holy fuck.” Form fitting. Hugging Sarah’s stunning, and large breasts absolutely perfectly.

He hoped both of the girls were too drunk to notice his staring.

The hop on the couch, on either side of him.

“Are we interrupting your show?” Kaitlin asks, kissing the side of his neck.

“A little.”

“How many times have you seen this episode,” Sarah asks.

“A few…”

“We’re a little drunk,” Kaitlin whispers.

“I noticed,” He laughs.

“We’ll watch with you. Quietly,” Kaitlin says.

“Quietly.” Sarah agrees.

They each lean on him. Kaitlin a little closer.

“Hey. Don’t Sarah’s breasts look amazing in that dress?” Kaitlin asks.

“Uhm..

"It’s OK. You can admit it. I’ve been telling her all night.”

“Yeah. They look amazing,” He admits.

“Awww. Thanks,” Sarah says. Then kisses him on the cheek. Probably not lingering as long as he imagines.

The girls giggle. He tries to focus on Seinfeld.

“Want to touch them?” Kaitlin asks.

He doesn’t know what to say.

He looks at Kaitlin. Then at their busty friend.

“What?”

“Do you want to touch them?” Kaitlin asks. “It’s OK.”

“You can…” Sarah adds, with that smile she only breaks out on special occasions.

Before they sober up or change their minds, He slowly reaches out. Kaitlin takes his hands and makes him caress Sarah’s lovely, round breasts.

Both girls Mmmmmmmmm.

His cock throbs.

He slowly moves his hands away from her breasts, not before noticing her now-hard nipples pushing their way through the fabric.

“Wow…” he says.

“You should see her bra and underwear. It is so sexy,” Kaitlin tells him, while rubbing his cock.

“Oh yeah?”

“Do you want to?” Sarah asks.

“Yes!” he says.

Sarah loves the enthusiasm. She stands up, reaches back for her zipper, and slowly pulls it down.

His cock throbs. Kaitlin runs her hand over it a little.

“Should I show him?” Sarah asks Kaitlin.

“Yes, please,” Kaitlin replies, biting her lip.

Sarah slowly, shimmies out of the dress.

He swallows hard.

Sarah is wearing a black and white lace bra and underwear set. VERY sexy. And her breasts are even bigger than he realized.

“Sit back down,” Kaitlin tells her.

Sarah does.

Kaitlin leans into his ear,“ You like that, baby?”

He nods.

“Want to touch her some more?”

He nods and moans a little.

“Kiss down into her cleavage,” Kaitlin commands.

He leans over and kisses the side of Sarah’s neck. Her skin is so smooth.

He kisses her upper chest.

He kisses slowly down into her cleavage, rubbing his face on her breasts as much as possible.

He’s wanted to do this for years.

“We’ve been talking,” Kaitlin begins.

“A lot,” Sarah adds.

“You know that thing? My fantasy?” Kaitlin asks.

“Yeah…”

“We want you to do it. I want you to do it.” Sarah says.

“Really?” He asks.

Kaitlin turns his face and kisses him. Hard. She unbuttons his pants, slides her hand down the front, and gives his cock a squeeze.

She stops kissing him. She turns his head back to their friend.

“Take off her bra.”

He reaches out, unhooks the bra, and lets it fall.

“Fuuuuuuuck…” he moans.

“Now stand up,” Kaitlin commands.

He does. Kaitlin stands with him, grabs his shirt and pulls it up over his head and off.

She pulls his pants and underwear all the way down. He steps out of them.

Sarah looks at his cock. She’s wanted to see it for a long time.

Kaitlin kneels in front of her him. She opens her mouth and takes his cock. All the way in.

Then she slowly pulls it out of her mouth.

“Now fuck her tits.” Kaitlin tells him.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah! You know I’ve always wanted to watch that.”

She grabs his cocks and leads him over to Sarah’s breasts. Sarah pushes them together. He sldies his slippery cock between them.

Sarah moans loudly.

He slides his cock back and forth.

Kaitlin quickly lets her dress drop to the floor, and removes her underwear. She sits on the couch next to them and begins touching her own clit.

He keeps fucking Sarah’s tits. He watches Sarah’s face. She wants his cock bad.

He watches Kaitlin touch herself.

Sliding faster.

Sarah locks eyes with him.

Faster.

Kaitlin is moaning loudly.

Faster.

Kaitlin leans over and licks the tip of his cock with each forward stroke.

“Oh fuck,” he says.

Faster.

Sarah arches her back.

Faster.

“I’m going to come,” he says.

“Come on her tits.”

“Can I?”

“Yes!” both women yell.

That’s what he needed to hear. He explodes all over her breasts.

Kaitlin grabs his cock, takes it in her mouth and swallows the last bits.

He falls on the couch.

“Perfect,” Kaitlin purrs.

He runs his hand through his hair.

Kaitlin leans in and whispers something in his ear.

He nods and smiles.

“Come with me,” Kaitlin tells Sarah. “I’ll get you cleaned up.”

Kaitlin takes her hand and leads her to the bedroom, closing the door behind them.

“Was it what you imagined?” Sarah asks her.

“It was. I loved it. Thank you.”

“Anything for you,” Sarah tells her.

Kaitlin hugs her, their breasts pressing together. His cum smearing.

“I guess we both have to clean up now,” Kaitlin says.

Kaitlin walks into the adjoining bathroom and turns the shower on. She walks back to the door and waves Sarah over.

Sarah walks into the bathroom.

Kaitlin runs her hand along the inside of Sarah’s underwear waistband. Goosebumps form. Kaitlin slowly pulls the underwear down.

Lean takes Sarah by the hand and pulls her into the shower.

The water is hot. Perfect.

The women stare at each other.

Kaitlin leans in, stands on her tiptoes and kisses Sarah.

Long.

Passionately.

Sarahs hands slide down Kaitlin’s wet skin, to her breasts. She caresses.

Kaitlin pushes Sarah against the shower wall.

Kaitlin kisses down Sarah’s neck.

Down her chest.

She stops at Sarah’s left breasts. She takes her tongue and circles around it. Then she slowly sucks it into her mouth. She looks up at Sarah. She kisses over to her right breasts and down the same.

Sarah spins Kaitlin around and pushes her against the wall. Then she kisses down Kaitlin’s neck, to her breasts. One nipple licked and sucked. Then the other one.

The hot water keeps pouring.

Everything steams up.

Kaitlin grabs Sarah by the hair, gently pulls her head up and starts kissing her.

They make out.

Hard.

For a while.

Kaitlin shuts the water off. She grabs a towel and dries Sarah a little. Then herself even less.

She grabs Sarah by the hand and leads her back into the bedroom.

She pushes Sarah down on the bed.

She kneels on the floor and leans in and teases Sarah’s clit with her tongue.

Sarah grabs the bedsheets and balls them up in her hands.

Kaitlin licks.

More.

More.

Sarah thrashes around.

Kaitlin climbs up on the bed. She spins around and straddles Sarah’s face, while continuing to lick her pussy.

Sarah excitedly sticks out her tongue and touches Kaitlin’s clit.

Kaitlin purrs. Sarah drips.

Sarah grabs Kaitlin’s ass. Hard. She digs her nails in a little. She licks faster.

Kaitlin whimpers as she licks faster too. And slides two fingers inside Sarah.

In and out.

Sarah licks faster. And squeezes Kaitlin’s ass harder.

Kaitlin licks faster.

Faster.

Tongues dance.

Pussies drip.

Nails dig.

Fingers fuck.

Faster.

The ceiling fan spins.

Shower water evaporates.

Goosebumps form.

Closer.

Closer.

Tongues dance.

Pussies drip.

And two girls come together.

Hard.

Loud.

Kaitlin spins around, catching her breath, and climbs up beside Sarah.

“I’m glad you told me your fantasy tonight,” Sarah whispers.

“That’s just one of many,” Kaitlin replies.

“I’m willing to do another one,” Sarah smiles.

“I hope you’re willing to do them all,” Kaitlin whispers.

They kiss.

They caress.

They start again.

[therrerium-valkryonia]

The Medical Prodigy

Sue was only four months pregnant around this time and hasn't graduated medical shcool yet but she had a practice paitient with her she was pregnant with triplets and was relieving her of the severe pain and pressure and she was really nice and calm but then her teacher/advisor had left the two alone since he had a laboring patient and was called in a extreme hurry and so she is staying with her and helped her unconditionally and her patient said "Your really pretty you know for your age" and she had replied quite flustered "Oh, thank you. You're really pretty too ya know" As she rubs her low stretched belly and also had just watched her dilation as her patient let out a loud grunt "Agh!" and Sue said "Are you okay?" Her patient said "Oh, yeah I'm fi- Ow! Ahh!" She replied worried "I'm gonna get someone for you." but her patient said "Wai- AHH!" and she turns around to see a puddle begin to form and she acts accordingly and fast dashed to her and first checks her dilation "Shit, 10cm already!" She thought and her patient grabbed her tight belly and began pushing "AGHH!! AAAHHHH!! oohh AAAGGGHHH!!" And Sue knew she had too and had repostioned the patient now just checks her baby saying "Okay good!" and then said "Ok, Ok now breathe" and repeated the process 15 times and the baby wasn't coming out correctly it was breech and it made no progress even after a big push it wasn't moving at all and she had to use the forceps and had pulled them out of a pantry.

And then clamp the forceps around the hips of the baby and pulled it out carefully "Okay in three.. two..... one" and pulled as much as she could as the entire baby was pulled out of her patient "AGH! HNNGGGHHHH!! HOOOHH FFU- AAARGGHH!" she cut off the cord and had told immediately asked her to push hard for the next two babies and she did with extreme prejudice "AAAGGHHH!! GAAHH!! AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!! AAAAAARRRGGGHHH!" and the baby came fast crowning immediately but then it slowly slid back in but she pushed real hard "AAGGGHHH!! GAAAAAHHHH!!AAAAAAAAAA!!! *Breathing* AAAA!!!" and she crowned but it still slowly went back in and so to compensate she put both of her hands on her belly and pressed down on it forcing out the baby as the mother lets out a deafening scream AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! *Gasp* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" and comes gushing out the baby covering the floor in blood and fluids as Sue says "Ma"am you need to take a breath alright, you need it quite a lot actually." Both of them being tired but one is in labor and the other just four months pregnant and she assists her through the immense pain cleaning off the sweat on both of their paler skin faces dripping sweat from their black hair as she heard her patient say "Please! PLEASE! OH G-" And she rushes to check and saw an immense amount of swelling and bleeding from her pussy and dug through the storage and found the one thing they needed a medical vaccum for helping in the labor and delivery of all laboring patients.

As she inserted the vaccum and hearing her laboring patient cry and scream, Sue turned it on and began slowly pulling the baby out and as it began it began crowning as her patient groans "HOOOOOOHHHH MY GOD MMMMMMMMM *Huff*" As Sue said "Okay I can't pull anymore and so I took it off and now I need you to do a big push, okay" and she counted down "In three, two....... one, PUSH!!" And she lied about taking it off she just needed assitance as the patient let out a ghastly scream as she tugged it out and it fell into Sue's arms gushing with fluid all over on the floor and so she cut the cord one last time and giving her patient the kids as they laid back and had rest as her mentor/advisor opened the door and said "Oh, ummm soo you need help?" And Sue said "Yes we definitely need help." and they carried her on a wheelchair over to her bed.

[alloutofgoddesses]

Prodigal Son - Season 2 Episode 9

- How is it once again prodigal son time

- Oh flashback time love it

- Painting!

- Christian Borle is back!

- ‘I stopped writing, started repressing’ I feel very called out

- Because it’s break time Malcolm

- You know Gil too well

- I love Malcolm so much

- Edrisa!! Hello love of my life how are you

- And this is an episode written by Sabrina!! I’m really behind on TGOG episodes I gotta catch up

- Leggies

- Edrisa’s so pretty this episode

- Martin & the doctor make me uncomfy

- Gil wants Dani to talk to Malcolm cause he knows she’ll actually get through to him 🥺

- Edrisa why is that scary

- OH NO EDRISA

- Malcolm being protective over birds he looks So pissed

- Killabustas 🥺 Edrisa please marry me

- And she just insulted the police ma’am- 💍💍💍💍

- Is this... is this an Edrisa focused episode? I’m gonna cry this is everything I’ve ever wanted

- Her alias is Kamasutures! I love her so much

- My poor cat is gonna be cuddled so much after this episode

- OH YES THIS IS SO RIDICULOUS

- Dr. Tanaka! I hate that Martin is so respectful of fellow doctors

- There’s the creepy Martin smile

- I know I’m gonna say this a lot but like I really love Edrisa Tanaka

- I also really love Keiko, because without her Edrisa wouldn’t be as special and wonderful

- Sorry babe

- It’s talk about your emotions time Malcolm

- Oh Dani...

- Okay fuck off

- ‘I pulled a Bright’ shdhhshahshshaj how quickly did that become a saying among our crew

- OH SHIT THERE’S PEOPLE THERE

- Okay hey Malcolm could you please not-

- Goddammit

- His shoe fell off :(

- What the fuck is happening

- Hello Killabustas

- Yay we love hallucinations

- Ah flirting good for Edrisa

- Those are great aliases but guys- how’d you know?

- WE GET TO GO TO EDRISA’S HOUSE

- I’d really like it if it wasn’t these guys who killed him because Edrisa deserves friends and happiness

- Gil’s face looking at Jessica 🥺🥺

- Edrisa I am in love with your apartment

- Uh no Spaghettios

- Martin!

- Hahaha I like Dr Capshaw (I learned the name)

- *gasp* Edrisa!!

- Hey Blaze that better be just nerves that have you looking around

- Whoopsie

- Oh that’s definitely the head

- Hey Martin how’s it going

- Ohhh origin stories

- I’m so uncomfy

- Mmmmmmmmm no thank you

- Welcome to Malcolm’s Edrisa

- Edrisa ma’am I’m so in love with you

- Oh no oh boy

- Poor Edrisa

- Edrisa I’m so sorry

- HELL YEAH

- THAT’S MY FUCKIN BABY

- You deserve to brag

- Hey Gil. Hey Jessica.

- These two are too cute

- Yes yes yes yes yes yes they’re dancing!! This isn’t a drill they’re slow dancing!!

- Are they actually gonna talk feelings over pizza that’s adorable

- Oh. Yeah. Okay. What a slip up Malcolm

- Awww Malcolm baby.

- Dani sweetheart please be patient

- There’s Friar Pete how’s it been dude

- Of course he’s only here to cause problems & sing that’s what Christian Borle characters do best

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self interview tag

thank you for tagging me! @over-the-sun & @friendofspidermannedleeds

Name: jess

Fandoms: MCU Spidey

Where do you post: ao3

Most popular multi-chapter fic: the monsters creep into your house aka my baby

Favourite story you’ve written so far: mmmmmmmmm monsters & the old rules don’t fly anymore

Fic you were nervous to post: anything smutty forever and always 

How do you choose your titles: songs that usually have nothing to do w the fic

Do you outline: <mj and peter scene>/<may and mj scene> that kinda outline

Complete: most of them on ao3!

Do you accept prompts: yeah! whether or not i’ll write them in any tight timeframe is another matter

Upcoming story you’re most excited to write about: eee all of them! csl is still super fun to write/ petty enemies to lovers/ thinking about an anastasia au/ mitsfits if i ever work up the courage to finish a scene

Stories you’re most excited to read: i think i’m up to date w everything i’m reading at the mo! there’s def some older ones i need to catch up one but i will wait for them to be put in a fic rec list otherwise i will never find them!

tagging (if you want): @forasecondtherewedwon, @machiavelien, @befehlvonganzunten, @which-star, @awakening5, @justmattycakes