#So like if you wanna add onto that go for it

[ghouljams]

Soap and Kyle suckin each other off because they're bored is peak hilarity. 😭 how would that convo even go?

Soap: lad, got any gum on ya?

Kyle: no, why?

Soap: need somethin' to do with my mouth. Gettin' bored outta my fookin' mind

It's weeks in the field, pent up stress and not finding a moment alone to relieve themselves. Add onto that the mind numbing boredom of a stakeout that's only happening to please the higher ups. At the end of the day the 141 will do what it needs to do to get the job done, besides why see something for yourself when you already have actionable intell?

Honestly, it all came down to the fact that Soap cannot keep his mouth shut. So when Gaz asked him where he was going he answered,

"Bored outta mah fuckin' mind, gonna go have a chug."

"Are not," Gaz laughs looking back at the warehouse.

"Am," Soap sniffs, "should think about doin' the same."

"What tuggin' you off?" Gaz jokes.

"Big handsome man like you, oh my heart is beating oot mah chest already, wouldnae survive it." Soap jokes back, grinning and pushing at Gaz's back.

"Oh yeah, I'd have you laid out in two seconds." Gaz, dead serious.

"Would not."

"Think I would mate."

"Ah could make ya come before ya even touched me." Soap challenges, narrows his eyes at Gaz. Gaz raises a brow at Soap. There's a beat, then both of them are tugging at their belt.

"Just hands?" Gaz asks, already thinking out his plan of attack.

"Tryin' tae cheat Garrick?"

"Worried I'll win Mactavish?"

Two competitive dumbasses on a stakeout, blowing each other because they wanna prove they're better at it than the other. Absolutely get fucked out of their minds and miss like 100 kilos of coke being delivered to the warehouse. Price chews them out for it later and asks what was so bloody distracting. Neither of them will own up to it. They fuck in the shower later and Ghost white knuckle grips his towel listening to them.

[ddejavvu]

too add onto ur james potter cries until he throws up

he’d randomly remember how mean he was and immediately get down on his knees and apologise

it will be five months later and he just hangs his head in shame at the thought.

James is frequently dramatic, so you initially think very little of the sigh that he heaves against the crown of your head. You're content to keep scrolling- if he wants to explain himself, he will.

"Darling?"

There it is.

"Yes, Jamie?" You ask, peering up at him from the confines of your stuffy comforter, your phone momentarily set aside.

"Remember last November when we were arguing and I tried walking out and I told you I didn't wanna see your face for at least a week?"

Now it's your turn to sigh, "Yes, Jamie."

"I'm so sorry."

"Yes, Jamie. I know you are. You've told me."

"I know, but I just- I want to make sure you know I was talking out of my ass."

"I know," You smooth your hand across the plane of his hip, digging your fingertips into the plush of his ass as he yelps, "But y'make up for it by letting me squeeze it."

"Go ahead," He grits out, muscles tense as he buries his face into your shoulder, "I deserve it. Grope away, darling, have your way with me."

You're safe to roll your eyes at the absurdity of his sacrifice because his eyes are squeezed shut.

You lay two firm pats against his pajama pants with an air of finality, "You've paid your dues, James. You took me on a cruise vacation as an apology! You don't need to feel guilty anymore."

His sappy brown eyes meet your own as he drags his face out of your shoulder, "Are you sure? 'Cause I didn't mean it."

"Agh, I know!" You gush, taking his face in your hands and mashing your nose against his, "I know, I know, I know!" You plant a kiss on his lips that echoes slightly in its intensity, "I know you're sorry and I know you didn't mean it!"

"I love your face," He laments, keeping his own stuck to yours, "I really, really do."

"I know," You feel like a broken record, repeat-repeat-repeat, "I love yours too."

"Fuck, I'm so glad. Sirius says it's my moneymaker."

"That's 'cause he's never had a fistful of your ass, Potter."

[erwinsvow]

please do bsf rafe flirting with reader while he’s drunk and she’s trying to put him to bed but he just cuddles her and tells her how much he has feelings for her

this with kook trio readerrr omg <3 in my head, rafe's version of admitting feelings is being aggressively posessive. when they finally start dating shes like why didnt you say something sooner? and hes like wym ive been claiming you since the start

you were so used to rafe taking care of you—bringing you home to tannyhill with him, making sure you took a tylenol before you fell asleep on his bed, a clean frat shirt of his waiting for you in the bathroom.

he was such a good friend to you. when times like this came along, you tried your best to repay the favor.

you think rafe's got it easier, though. he alway manhandles you into position, can carry you up the stairs when you're stumbling and force the pill and water down your throat when you're resisting. you're usually too drunk to remember rafe's hand on your jaw, opening your mouth for you and trying to coax you into taking it, telling you repeatedly you'll be grateful he did it in the morning.

"you are such a dick," you mutter, staring at the bottle of tylenol in your hand and the empty cup of water on the nightstand. he's just spilled the water all over his floor in a drunken stupor, and you suddenly hate that he ever made you feel bad about how much he has to take care of you when you're the drunk one.

rafe is ten times worse than you could ever be.

"thinkin 'bout my dick, are'ya?" he slurs back at you, and then laughs at his own joke. he's laying flat on his bed now, still in the same clothes he wore to the party, shoes and watch still on. getting him into the house and up the stairs was hard enough, even with top and kelce's help, but they'd jumped ship the second you got rafe into bed.

"all yours now, princess," kelce said, grabbing the keys to his car.

"yeah, good luck. i've never seen him so drunk," top adds.

"you're both just leaving me with him?" you cry out, but the hallway is empty when you finally get your wrist out of rafe's grip. rafe had mumbled something from his position, but you hadn't heard it.

twenty minutes later, you still hadn't gotten rafe to drink any water or change his clothes. all his energy seemed to be focused on getting you to curl up next to him.

"c'mon! just get into bed, m'fuckin tired-" he grumbles again, latching onto your arm while you try to at least get his shoes off.

"you can't sleep with your sneakers on, rafe-"

"who cares? i like my sneakers-"

"that's great, but your sheets-"

"but not as much as i like you. hah. that's fuckin' cheesy." you turn to look at your drunken best friend, his flushed cheeks and the way his eyes are closed while talking to you. you laugh, unable to hold it back.

"thanks, rafe. i like you too. enough to get your shoes off because you will so regret this tomorrow morning."

"don't regret anything." his eyes open, staring at you while you stare at his shoes. "shit. you're pretty."

you don't even address his comment—he's drunk beyond belief and you know you're pretty. after you untie his laces for him, he kicks off his shoes. you sigh a breath of relief.

"okay, rafe, do you want to sleep in these clothes or should i find pajamas?"

"how 'bout we sleep naked? there's an idea."

"stop being a perv. otherwise i'm gonna go cuddle with kelce instead." you laugh to yourself—the whole thing is a joke. you and rafe don't cuddle, at least not on purpose. you go to bed facing him but somehow always wake up with your limbs tangled and your hair in his face.

"sure. if you want me to kill kelce."

"oh my god, dramatic much?" you turn back to rafe to see if he's laughing, but he's not, looking right at you and sitting up.

"m'not kidding. don't joke about that. you're fuckin' mine, don't forget it."

he lays back down. you pause, eyebrows knitting while you think about the sentence rafe just said. he's drunk, so he must be joking. right?

"c'mon wanna sleep. get into bed." he grumbles again, and you comply, still a little shellshocked. you turn off the lamp and get into bed, and you don't even feel surprised when rafe pulls you in. you rest your head against his chest, and you don't stop thinking about what he said until you fall asleep.

[ghost-bxrd]

Been reading some of the silver age Batman stuff... Ouch. Reading that and reading canon Bruce?

Ugh, I wanna punch whoever decided they had to make him an edgelord to be 'realistic'.

The silver age plots are goofy and all, I know. WFA plots have a bit of a sitcom feel, I know.

And the modern comics do have a lot of really interesting storylines - like the Court of Owls, Luke's whole WAR arc- and a lot of really creepy awesome villains.

But the problem is the modern mainstream comics? I can barely get through one without wanting to punch Bruce - and occasionally others, but most commonly Bruce - in the face.

And it is tough to enjoy a plotline when the main character is a jerk, if you were first introduced to that main character as a good dad, a good friend.

I really want DC to do a reboot again - or at least start an Elseworlds comic - where they bring back good dad Bruce.

Bruce taking Dick or Jason or whichever Batkid to movies or amusement park? Bruce hanging out with Clark just chatting and being BFFs? Dick just leaving for college instead of getting kicked out at 16? Dick and Jason having a good relationship? Batfam who do mess up, but always try to set it right?

Gimme!

I can totally relate!

The first time I got introduced to the Batman franchise it was with the general outline of “vigilante trying to save people regardless of their past and wrongdoing” which, admittedly, may be a bit shallow as far as characterization is concerned, but damn when I started getting into the batfam fandom and the Robin history… I was stumped.

The early versions of Batman, his trademark characteristic, was that he cared about people. That despite his past trauma, he was still so intrinsically good and kind hearted. He adored children. He never considered anybody beyond saving.

I will never understand how the writers could move from that Batman image onto a version of him that would adopt a child only to later kick him out and then tell another he’s “not interested in teenage rebellion” because “I’m not your dad”. Or even canonically punching one of them in the face hard enough to knock a tooth out, completely unprovoked.

(Not to mention the whole beating Jason up so badly that Jason literally says “I’ve never seen you hit Joker that hard. And you hate him.”… or the batarang incident. Just… yeah.)

It’s just… jarring.

I totally agree with you that there are some very interesting plots (Court of Owls my beloved) but I don’t get how that translates to the writers making Bruce such a horrible dad or mentor. Like, it doesn’t add anything to the story except making the reader dislike him. And not much (if anything) would have changed if they’d at least made him a decent dad/father. At least that’s how I feel.

(Writers should take inspiration from Batman: City of Madness, because the way Bruce handled the scared kid in there… THAT’S what he’s supposed to be like!!!! A gentle yet fierce protector!!!!!!)

So in conclusion… good dad Bruce for the win!!!!! This jerky Bruce isn’t canon for me 😤 Silver Age let’s go 💚

[gavisfanta]

Can you do a YouTube video with Pablo, “who knows me better” or “the person in front of me decides what I eat”in a drive through.

TRENDS - GAVI

summary: Gavi, Aurora and you do a tiktok trend.

no warnings

"Okay and welcome to todays video of who knows me better" You clapped your hands together while looking at the phone on the table. "Okay so since you guys like the tiktok with him-" You put your hand on top of Gavi's head. "We're gonna do another video but this time its who knows me better. My boyfriend, or my bestfriend Aurora who also happens to be his sister." You smiled as the two of them were sitting at the table, each with a bowl filled with water infront of them.

"I'm gonna win" Gavi smiled at the camera.

"I'm questioning my participation in this, why did I come here to get dunked into water?" Aurora laughed.

"You're just scared to loose." Gavi told her off and you smiled while putting your hand on either of their heads.

"What's my favourite color?" You asked and listened closely who said what first.

"Red" Gavi said first but just a few seconds after you heard Aurora.

"Purple." She smiled confidentially as you dunked Gavi's head into the bowl. His hair getting wet and the remaining water dripping back into the bowl as he smiled.

"I told you this the last time already!" You told him loudly, instead of responding he just shook his head and looked at the camera for a second.

"I'm too good." Aurora whispered.

"What's one thing I can't live without?" You asked and couldn't help but smile as you waited.

"Coffee?" Gavi said very fast and loud. You looked at Aurora who smiled a bit while thinking of her answer.

"Him?" She asked a bit unsure but you nodded and dunked his head into the water. Gavi's jaw dropped open as he turned around to look at you.

The water from his face and hair dripping onto his black shirt. "Are you serious?" he asked, his cheeks slightly red and a smile visible on his lips.

"Yeah" You also had to smile as he was so adorable.

"How did you even know this?" Gavi asked his sister as he turned around in his seat again to face the bowl of water.

"I guessed" She shrugged her shoulders and Gavi shook his head while he still smiled.

"What's an addiction that I have?" You kept asking and Gavi looked up for a second while Aurora was struggling.

"None?" Gavi smiled a bit as he said that in an unsure tone. You dunked Aurora's head into the bowl and she burst out laughing.

"Tha water is so cold." She screeched while Gavi looked at his sister on his right laughing.

"You'd just have to listen while she talks" He shrugged his shoulders to which he received a dirty look from his sister.

You however continued with the questions while positioning your hand on their heads. "What's my dream car?"

Gavi looked down at the water for a few seconds but Aurora answered first. "An Audi AA?" She asked in an unsure tone once again. You dunked her head into the water and eventually you both were looking at Gavi.

"A porsche cayenne i think..." He mumbled and smiled as he looked at your through the camera. You smiled and then nodded your head.

"Doesn't Pedri have that car?" Aurora turned her head to look at you.

"Yeah and I'm so jealous." You smiled and then went back to asking the question. "When did me and Gavi start dating?"

"June second 2021" Gavi fired immediately.

"June second" His sister followed only a second later.

"I was first" Gavi yelled and stood up.

"Okay this is-" Aurora smiled as she got dunked into the water again. "-so rigged. I'm not playing this anymore." She stood up and walked away into the bathroom.

"Y/n I'm not mad at you only at Gavi." She yelled while going up the stairs. You laughed as you looked at Gavi standing next to you. He raised his brows while shaking his head.

You grabbed your phone and showed your face as you said goodbye. "Okay so guys I hope you liked this video, and leave a like. Gavi you wanna add something?" You turned the camera to face him.

"Visca Barça!"

[hard-deckpilots]

Trinkets & Memories.

Fandom: Top Gun. Pairing: Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x Y/N! Mitchell. Summary: After the mission Maverick and Rooster went on, Rooster helps Mav in the hanger. Then finds a trinket from childhood that you had helped keep safe. Warnings: Mentions of Goose's and Carols' death. Tears. Mentions of grief. Mentions of near death experience. Wordcount: 647 Tags: @sebsxphia A/n: Only a short fic but an idea i shared this morning became a fic, so hope you enjoy.

Image not mine.

Helping Maverick out on the P-51 Mustang and become a common past time for Bradley nowadays. Now that the Dagger Squad had been based permanently at Fighter Town, he had time to catch up with Maverick and catch up with you. Y/n Mitchell. Mavericks only kid, who had known Bradley his whole life.

Maverick had left to go to the store and grab something. Leaving Bradley to wash himself up and put the tools away. He heard a bike pull up and naturally thought it was Maverick.

"Hey Mav, I put all the tools away so you wouldn't have to worry." Bradley spoke not seeing it was you.

"Wrong Mitchell there chicken egg." You spoke softly. As Bradley realised it was you, he span around and quickly ran over to hug you. You held each other tight for a few minutes and then Bradley let you back onto the floor.

"You're alive Bradley." You smiled softly cupping his cheek. "Thank you for keeping dad alive. I would've killed you both if you died."

Bradley leaned into your hand and relished your touch. It had been a while since you had seen each other, Bradley going on multiple deployments and missions. Then you travelling around on your motorbike.

"He saved me Y/n." Bradley spoke softly and then looked over at the wall with all the pictures. So many memories and trinkets of Mavericks life. Pictures of you and Bradley in high school going to homecoming, he had asked you that year especially since he was the only boy maverick trusted.

Pictures of Goose, Carol and baby Bradley... Goose and Carol. When Carol passed away, you lost count of the days and nights where Bradley spent mourning the loss of both his parents. Your dad only could do so much, suffering so much grief, regret and guilt in his own way after the crash.

The man in front of you now wasn't the same Bradley you knew when you were younger. But he was still your Bradley no matter how much you saw each other over the years.

"Uhm... I have something of yours that I found the other day in our storage unit." You spoke as you walked over to the locker that was next to your dads,

"You do?" Bradley asked curiously and walked over with you.

"I don't remember when or how I kept it with me... I think you may have left it at mine when we use to play." You responded and you pulled out a toy of an F-14, like the ones Maverick and Goose use to fly in.

"You... You still have that? I was wondering where that had went... You had it all this time." Bradley smiled holding the toy, turning it over in his hand.

"Just wanted a reminder of my favorite chicken egg I suppose." You leaned into his side, "Dad said you're permanently based here now, is that true?" You asked softly.

"That's right... you wanna go out at some point?" He responded with a question as he dragged you to the sofa that's in the hanger.

"I would but not today." Your response was quiet as Bradley laid on the sofa and you laid on top of him. All you could feel was Bradley's hand stroking through your hair which eventually led you drifting off to sleep.

By the time Maverick had gotten back he saw you both asleep and smiled. Grabbing a spare blanket he laid it over the pair of you to keep you warm. As Maverick was about to walk away he saw the toy plane and picked it up placing it with all the trinkets that go on his memory wall. But then he also took a picture of you and Bradley to add to the wall.

"Bradley is good for you kiddo." Maverick whispered as he went into his trailer.

[defleppardfan1]

Something New

Joe Elliott x Reader

Masterlist

A/N: This fic is pure filth and contains light bondage, smut, Sub!Joe and many other explicit things. + 18 ONLY MINORS DNI. Please do not read if you are uncomfortable with this sort of thing. This is something very new for me so any comments would be much appreciated. Thank you to everyone who has encouraged me, you all know who you are. A lot of the ideas for this fic came from conversations with @elliotts-personal-property and she greatly influenced this fic so lets all thank Kris. 💖💖💖

This is a long one (around 3k words)

I knew as soon as I saw the concept of the video what me and Joe would be doing that evening. Watching him get chained up for the ‘Foolin’’ music video caused an idea to stir in my head. 

Throughout the entire time filming, I couldn’t get the idea of Joe tied up helplessly out of my head. The way he was thrashing his head around as he sang along to his own lyrics was exciting me in a way that only Joe could manage. 

I’m not sure if Joe could tell what I was thinking but if he could then he didn’t show it on his face. Between each take he ran over to me and flashed me that gorgeous smile of his. Unintentionally riling me up more. Despite the innocent look of his face, I knew him to be anything but and the way he kept glancing at me even whilst filming was making me count down the minutes until we could get home.

Eventually when the day had finished, Joe and I finally went home. I could tell that the poor boy was exhausted and that was enough to almost deter me from my plan. Almost. However, the groan he made when he collapsed onto the sofa was enough for me to want to drag him to the bedroom. 

Walking up behind him, I leant over the back of the couch and started rubbing his shoulders, causing his head to roll around, almost like it had earlier. Hearing him groan again caused me to smirk as I pressed a gentle kiss against his neck. When I felt him release a shuddering breath I grinned again.

“That feel nice love?” I asked as I nibbled slightly on his earlobe.

“Mhm.” Joe moaned out. Letting go of him I made my way around the couch. 

Sitting on his lap, I grabbed his face gently in my hands and pressed my lips to his, causing his eyes to go wide in shock. It didn’t take long for him to kiss back, putting his hands on my waist and dragging my hips down onto his. I could feel him harden underneath me. Deciding to add fuel to the already burning fire between us, I pushed my tongue into his mouth, dominating the kiss. 

No matter how much he tried to take control again, I continued down the path I was on. When I pulled away for air, I saw him try and chase my lips for a second. When he opened his eyes I saw the beautiful green-blue colour staring back at me. 

“Wanna take this upstairs?” I asked him, the smirk never falling off of my face. Joe just nodded at me and let me grab his hand to lead him through to the bedroom. When we got there I gently pushed Joe onto the bed. Climbing back into his lap, one of my hands found itself in his hair, whilst the other rested gently on his cheek. 

Rubbing my thumb over his lips that were now slightly swollen I made sure that I had his full attention. 

“I wanna try something new tonight.” I told him softly but so that he could still hear me.

“How new?” He asked with a still slightly dazed expression.

“Very new. I wanna tie you up.” I told him as I maintained eye contact. I watched him gulp as he looked up at me.

“What?” He finally questioned.

“After seeing you all tied up today for the video, it gave me a few ideas of my own.” I told him as I gently brushed my thumb against his dimple. “Is that okay?”

Joe nodded as he stared at me. 

“Words baby boy.”

“Yes.” Joe whispered. As soon as the word left his mouth my lips found his. Trailing down the side of his face to his neck, I started gently grinding my hips against his again. I couldn’t help the small giggle I released when I heard him whimper. 

There was something about having him so vulnerable underneath me, willing to be tied up that made me tingle inside. Slowly standing up I heard Joe whine again and I gently shushed him as I made my way to the wardrobe. Pulling out a few of Joe’s ties that he had hardly ever worn, I turned back and made my way towards him. 

I moved my hands to the bottom of Joe’s shirt and gently tugged it over his head. The view of him shirtless had always made me shiver but I tried to contain it. Carefully I pushed him down so he was laying on the bed and helped him adjust so that his head was on the pillow. 

“Arms up sweetheart.” I told him with a slightly stern tone. I didn’t want to scare him when I was about to put him in a vulnerable position, but he needed to know that I was in charge.

With only a little hesitance, Joe lifted his arms up so that they rested against the headboard. I didn’t waste any time straddling him so that I could tie his hands together. Leaning over so I could reach meant that my breasts were directly in Joe’s face. Knowing how much he loved them, I took my time so that I could tease him a bit. He took a sharp intake of breath and I knew that my plan was working.

When I had finished tying the knot, I checked to make sure it wasn’t too tight before manoeuvring my way back down his body. Kissing in the middle of his chest, I trailed my lips down his body feeling him squirm slightly. 

When I got down to the waistband of his jeans, I kissed over his clothed bulge. When he bucked his hips I moved away and looked up at him.

“Not yet Joe.” I told him as I stood up to grab the other ties.

When I climbed up onto the bed again, I slowly made my way back to Joe’s jeans, tugging them and his underwear down his legs. As I did so, I made sure to tease him a little by softly running my fingernails as I went. When I finally got the clothing off, I stared at my boyfriend completely naked on the bed, with his hands tied above his head.

As I looked over at him, it was at that exact moment I found myself extremely thankful for the posts at the bottom of the bed. Gently grasping one of his ankles, I secured it to the bedpost before leaving a peck on the skin there. Moving over, I gave the other foot the same treatment, seeing Joe squirm slightly in his bonds.

Grinning at him I started to make my way back up his body, leaving kisses as I did. The feeling of him moving underneath me made me wetter. 

“Please.” Joe whimpered as he fluttered his eyelashes in my direction. 

“Please what Joe?” I asked, teasing him further.

“Please touch me.” He breathed out. Deciding to take the teasing one step further I started placing my finger on different parts of his body.

“Here?” I moved my hand, “Or here?” With a grin I carried on a few times, revelling in his whines. “Be specific sweetheart.”

“Y/N please.” Joe spoke through his heavy breaths. “I need you to touch me there.”

It wasn’t like Joe to get desperate like that so I decided not to push my luck anymore and instead place my hand on his cock. Wrapping my hand around him I very slowly started to move my hand up and down. Not enough to trigger anything but enough to keep him hard. 

“It’s not fair.” Joe whined, tugging on his restraints.

“What's not fair?” I asked him, acting clueless.

“I’m naked and you’re not.” 

“Is this not enough?” I asked him as I gave him a little squeeze causing him to gasp and screw his eyes shut. When he didn’t answer I squeezed again.

“No please, I wanna see you.” He cried out. 

“You sure? You’re not even looking at me.” I answered. Immediately he opened his eyes and looked directly at me. “Good boy.” I smiled when I saw his pretty eyes again. The whine that he released was music to my ears.

Slowly I removed my shirt and dropped it to the floor without breaking eye contact with him. I could see Joe gulp and start to squirm more in his restraints. Leaving my bra on I moved off of the bed and discarded my jeans in the same slow and teasing manner. Climbing back on top of him, I sat on Joe’s thighs and placed my hands on his bare hips. 

I scratched my nails against his skin, not hard enough to leave a mark but with enough pressure to cause goosebumps to rise on the skin beneath. 

Taking my time, I edged my way around to the front of his pelvis and ran my thumb down his happy trail. Tracing the line of hair there had caused yet another whimper and a buck of his hips. I pushed his hips back down again before removing my hands altogether. 

Joe furrowed his brow at the loss of contact which just made him look adorable. 

“What's the matter Joe?” I asked with a faux pout.

“I need you please.” He whimpered.

“Need me to do what? Beg for what you need Joe.” I told him, refusing to put my hands back until he did as I said.

“Please Y/N I need you to touch me again. I need to have your hands on my cock please.” The neediness in his voice didn’t go unnoticed so I placed one hand on his cock as the other started to gently rub his hip again.

With the hand that I had on him, I lazily started stroking him up and down. I could tell how turned on the poor boy was by the precum that started to leak from the tip. Rubbing my thumb over the top of his erection, I spread the precum around a little, revelling in every noise the man underneath me made. 

It was painfully obvious that Joe needed to relinquish the control for once.

“You’ve been so stressed with the album haven't you?” I asked him, pouting again. Joe nodded at me in response.

“I know it's hard to think right now but I need you to use your words baby boy.”

“Yes.” Joe moaned as I gave him a gentle squeeze. His eyes fell shut again but he quickly remembered himself and snapped them open again. I smiled down at him as I started to quicken the pace that my hand was going. 

It wasn’t long before I saw the tell tale signs of his orgasm so I quickly took my hand away. Joe stared at me as he choked back a sob.

“Why… Why did you stop?” He asked as his breathing increased into a pant. Tears threatening to fall at any moment. I leant down so that I could nibble at his neck and earlobe

“Patience sweetheart, you have all night to come.” I whispered in his ear, enjoying the shiver that I caused. Joe let out a deep breath as he tried to move his arms. 

“Where are you going?” I asked him as he immediately stopped his squirming at my voice.

“I’m sorry.” He whimpered.

“Don’t be sorry sweetheart just relax, I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” I told him as I ran my thumb against his cheek.

I felt Joe relax underneath me again as I pressed butterfly kisses to the side of his face and neck. I sat up again and removed my bra before getting up once more to remove my underwear.

This time when I climbed back on top of him, I sat on his stomach instead of his thighs and I leant down straight away to press a kiss to his lips. I felt him kiss back straight away which encouraged me more. He was so responsive to every touch I was giving him.

Pulling away from him again I smiled as he chased my lips but couldn’t get very far because of his tied hands.

“Patience, love, I’ll give you what you need in a minute.” I cooed at him as I shifted my body upwards slightly so I was hovering on my knees. Reaching down, I grabbed his throbbing erection and held it up.

Rubbing the tip through my folds, I ignored the urge to just sink straight down. In all the teasing that I had been giving Joe, I was teasing myself as well. Joe whined and tugged on his restraints again. 

“Give me a second baby boy, just lay still and let me take care of you.” 

I watched Joe nod his head, tears starting to fall from his eyes. Leaning forward I wiped them away. “Are you okay sweetheart? Is this too much?” I asked him softly. For a moment I thought I might’ve taken it too far. However, the fear was quickly squashed when Joe shook his head.

“No it’s not too much, it just feels really good ‘s’all” Joe whispered. I kissed him again before sitting up once more.

“As long as you are sure?” I asked him one more time.

“I’m sure Y/N/N.”

With that confirmation, I moved my hand back to his erection and lifted it up again, This time lining it up and slowly sinking down. The groan he let out was one of the most beautiful sounds to ever leave his mouth as I engulfed him with my warmth. 

“Fuck Joe, you’re huge.” I moaned out, still slowly moving downwards. No matter how many times we had been together, his size never failed to shock me. I watched a small smile spread across Joe’s face at my praise but it didn’t last long. 

When I was finally seated I grinned my hips against his, causing a gasp to fall from his swollen lips. An idea came to the forefront of my mind as I adjusted my hips slightly. Joe’s face scrunched up again and I saw him tug once more on the tie that kept his hands away from me. When I didn’t make a move to start Joe choked out another groan.

“What are you doing love?” He asked as he tried to move his hips into mine.

“I’m just a little tired sweet boy, so I’m just gonna sit here for a minute or two, is that alright?” I questioned him, hiding my smirk. When he didn’t answer straight away I clenched around him.

“Yeah.” Joe breathed out.

“Good boy.” 

Sitting as still as I could, I allowed myself to clench every so often just enough to tease him and keep him on edge. I could see the impatience fill his eyes as he looked at me, waiting for me to allow him a little more relief. 

Placing my hands flat on his stomach in front of me, I started to caress his slightly sweaty skin. I could feel the muscle underneath my fingertips contract as he tried to remain as still as possible. 

“I don’t know Joe, I might just sit here like this all night. I’m rather comfy and enjoying the view.” I told him as I sat myself back slightly and placed my hands on his thighs behind me. I saw the worry flush his face slightly.

“No, please Y/N, please move, I need more love, please.” Joe begged looking panicked. Leaning forward I put a reassuring smile on my face.

“Don’t worry, my love.” I smiled as I moved one hand to his cheek. “I’ll give you what you need.” 

Adjusting one final time, I sat back up straight and slowly started to lift my hips up. I repeated this action, lifting then lowering my body on top of his, unable to resist digging my nails in slightly at the pleasure of it all. 

The noises that Joe was making were like our own personal melody that no one else had the pleasure of hearing. Joe had an extremely strong voice but the idea that I was the one inducing those moans was almost enough to tip me over the edge. 

“Shit Joe.” I breathed out as the pleasure started to overtake my every sense. Joe was only babbling in response. The man had completely given up trying to escape his restraints and instead layed lax on the bed as he watched me move up and down on top of him. 

Moving one hand back, I started playing with his balls as I bounced harder causing him to let out a loud whine. 

“Can I come, please Y/N let me come.” Joe begged as tears of overstimulation began to well up in his eyes again. Keeping my movements going and using that hand that was on his balls, I started rubbing my clit in time with my bounces. 

“Wait a minute sweetheart, I’m nearly there and we can come together.” Trying to get myself as close as possible I kept my motions up whilst continuing to look at Joe. Joe whines at my temporary denial of his orgasm but ultimately did as I said and held back.

When I was finally there myself I looked Joe directly in the eye. 

“Come for me baby boy.” 

Joe didn’t hesitate to let go and I felt myself fill up with his warmth. That sensation sent me over the edge and I came hard, letting out a scream as I did so. 

I wasn’t sure how long our orgasms lasted but eventually I found myself collapsed on Joe’s chest, feeling his pants move my body up and down. It took a moment for me to recover but when I did, I pressed a soft kiss to Joe’s chest before sitting back up. 

Climbing off of him, I winced at the empty sensation that suddenly washed over me. Immediately I leaned up and untied Joe’s wrists, leaning down to give him a kiss. Crawling down to his feet, I undid the knots and threw all the tines on the floor. Eventually, I ended up back beside Joe. Giving him another kiss, I brushed some of the hair out of his face. 

“Are you okay?” I asked him softly as I looked into those beautiful green-blue eyes of his.

“More than.” He smiled at me, his eyelids drooping slightly. 

“Let me just go get a cloth to clean us up alright?”

I hurried, as much as I could, to the bathroom across the hallway and grabbed two flannels, quickly cleaning myself up, I took the other flannel out of the bathroom with me. When I got back into our shared room I saw Joe still awake on the bed looking at me. I made my way over to him and helped him clean up, careful not to overstimulate him anymore than he already was. 

Putting the dirty cloth into the washing bag in the corner of our room, I laid down on the bed next to Joe and covered us up with the duvet. Joe had his head between my bare breasts as I lovingly ran my fingers through his hair.

“Was all of that alright?” I asked him, wanting to confirm again that he enjoyed himself.

“Absolutely.” He told me with a sleepy grin. “Just what I needed after today actually.”

“Good, fancy doing it again sometime?”

“Definitely.”

[king-of-the-oranges]

Okay so I just got reminded of the theory I made when I checked out one of 1.19 snapshots (It was the one that released the new disc). After listening to it, and exploring for awhile I thought about this.

There was two different sets of ancient builders. They were one, once. They worked together, exploring and investigating their world around them. There was a problem though. Some of them wanted to focus on magic, and some of them wanted to focus on science (redstone).

And so they split, whether that was peacefully or in anger. The magic users went on to build mansions and meddle with death, becoming the creatures we know today like Evokers. The scientists went down into the ground where their precious materials lay, building entire cities in the deep dark. They learn and experiment, and grow to live best with little light.

This si where things start to get a little messy. I’m not sure how yet but I think the Skulk and the Warden was the creation of the two sides meeting again, mixing their new skills to try and become something more than they should know. Maybe it was to do with the portal in the middle of the city?

But something goes wrong, and instead they doom themselves to a world of fear and silence at the hands of the unbeatable creature they created.

[designernishiki]

playing kiwami 1 and man. all jokes about majima everywhere aside, it means Something to me that after kiryu gets out of prison the first and only person to go out of his way to find and see kiryu after 10 years is majima despite the fact that being in the tojo clan and fraternizing with kazuma kiryu at that point is basically a sin worthy of god knows what punishment (and in broad daylight at that). and all just because, in his own weird way, he missed him a lot.

[theydoctor]

This book is to be neither an accusation nor a confession, and least of all an adventure, for death is not an adventure to those who stand face to face with it. It will simply try to tell of a generation of men who, even though they may have escaped its shells, were destroyed by the war. - Erich Maria Remarque (x)

[ID: five gifs of the Netflix trailer of All Quiet On The Western Front. The first shows the No Man's Land at night with a white flare in the sky. The second one shows Paul Bäumer, a young white man with short blond hair, as he walks into a room, carrying his uniform in front of him. The third gif shows german soldiers in world war one uniform moving away from the camera. The fourth gif shows the same soldiers, now moving towards the camera, which is focusing onto Paul Bäumer. The last gif shows a battlefield with corpses and a granade hits. All of the gifs are overlayed with german text in all caps reading: Dies ist weder einer Anklage noch ein Bekenntnis. Es ist der Bericht über eine Generation, die vom Krieg zerstört wurde, auch wenn sie seinen Granaten entkam. - Erich Maria Remarque. /end ID]

[etulf]

Hooolllllyyyy shite… Anyways rant time!! Whats the topic???? Tonites Eclipse Federation stream!!

Uhhhhh where to begin. Zam was sooo against building a prison and just wanted to kill them instead, and I personally don’t get that.. Because as Vitalasy said about the prison there will be a certain amount of time that people will be imprisoned, and banning them off the server ENTIRELY?? It seems a little off to me but ya..

I was mostly on Vi’s stream so idk if Zam muted to talk to chat about anything so I would like to be informed on that if possible.. But yeah, I don’t think banning them off the server would be the right way to go about it.. Because at least with the prison they have a chance to correct themselves.

But in contrary to my last statement most of the time when someone does something evil they will stop at nothing to make sure that plan is executed.. They could say they will stop and it is a 50/50 that they are lying or telling the truth and you can never know until it is too late..

And once they enact that plan they will likely be wary considering they will KNOW what they did was evil and never want to show their face. OR if they have a bigger team they will likely just outnumber you.. But I don’t know.

All of this just seems so.. Iffy to me.. Risky if you will!!

Also, the people who were hoping that Zam rejoins leviathan/team awesome.. I just don’t see that as a possibility, cause I don’t think he can trust them anymore especially after what they did.. He might be trying to move past that but that doesn’t mean that he has to completely disregard what they did to him.

God I love lore streams because they make me think but the downside is,,, they make me think. It is a double edged sword and I don’t like it!!! Also I lovvveeee Eclipse Federation and it breaks my heart to see their relationship fray!! Like, please get couples therapy you silly guys!! You need it!! But I think that is it,, I would like to hear opinions and shit because I love discussing stuff and and and I like talking as you may be able to tell so ya!! *twirls the phone cord around my finger*

[rainofthetwilight]

how do people have ideas. I wanna draw or write but have absolutely 0 ideas. and I am too lazy to work on wips. how do you get ideas

[aria0fgold]

I thiiink I processed a bit of my thoughts bout OFF but like, my mind was blown so there isn't much in it. One thing bout it though is that I really love the music in this game, like I be jamming to the battle music it sound so cool and catchy and it's actually stuck in my head. I also love the puzzles in the game, it's not too hard and it's also so nice to do! (I say that but I brute forced at least 2 puzzles. The puzzles right before Zone 1 and Zone 2's bosses... Trial and error even though the key to the puzzle was Right in the area but lazy in I don't wanna go back to look).

Also I love how, even if the game doesn't seem like much, it was hella enjoyable for me, must be cuz of the music. Like, I'd walk around so much finding a bunch of stuff and then battles happen with some banger music and it honestly felt like I just played that game for like a hour even though it was way more than that. Like, I really really enjoyed it.

For the story of the game... I have no idea what story is supposed to be there. But throughout it, whenever the Batter purifies a zone I start doubting if it's the right thing cuz everything looks so... lifeless... Like yeah sure, the spectres are also pretty bad and killing the poor Elsens, also doesn't help how Dedan makes the poor guys so stressed too but I was thinking if there was at least another way than just purifying everything but I'm stuck with the Batter. By the end the Judge saying that I'm the puppeteer but honestly I felt like more of the puppet for some reason.

I'm stuck with the Batter my guy, I won't proceed at all unless I do things that aligns with the Batter's mission. And in either endings, it's all bad in a way that, what's done is done. Choosing the Judge doesn't reverse anything, the world is completely lifeless and "purified," so in the end it's better to just keep being with the Batter and finish what we started. Which is pretty cool cuz I kept wondering Why was the game called OFF and then seeing the Batter ending and I'm like: OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH (it was the first thing that blew my mind).

Like, I feel like this game's story got A Lot of stuff for me to know (Time to read through what everyone's theories are. I'm not really good with those so I always enjoy reading everyone else's). Like, the thing that I kiiinda get is that there's a lonely child who doesn't like his dad and prefers his mom but the mom doesn't even visit him much. He made 3 friends which he turned into guardians of the zones, and a mom regarded as the Queen. And then there's Batter which I feel like was based off of Boxxer in that comic that the kid was given to by his dad. And like, gestures vaguely, yeah, it's neat :D (my train of thought broke I don't remember what I was going with that).

[teruthecreator]

trying so hard to be normal but i really don’t think i could survive going to the psych ward and i’m rlly like. bothered my siblings are pushing it so hard

[yuridovewing]

While I have a love/hate relationship with this fandom (as I'm sure most people do at this point) I gotta say, seeing the general opinion of each character shift drastically is really funny. We went from most fans being like "Brambleclaw should've been named Brambleflower because he is a nice soft dad who should have been honored for his mother, not his father, and he's such a proud papa who loves his babies to death and loves his small wife" to "Can Bramblestar fucking die already"

[sysig]

Okay but that dating sim gif is SO GOOD. Like, WHAT??? It looks like something out of a real life professional game, and now I want to play it, lol. It's very very cool and well done, I loved all the details! The expressiveness and the transitions, the sudden change in Edgar's eyes and the lighting around him!! He even blinks, like??? Truly, animation goals. You're such an inspiration to me! It blows me away that you did that in such a short timeframe!

Haha, thank you very much! ♥ I also really want to play a Vargas dating sim, every time I chip at the concept I get a new smattering of ideas hehe ♪

You got me anon, that’s what I’m able to do in the sweet spot between “Just enough time to get the framework of what I have in my head” and “Not enough time to overthink the details” - it’s a system that works pretty well for me :D

The time crunch gives me that little burst of energy to get what I’m able to see in my mind onto page and canvas, while also still missing a few of the things I’d want to come back and get right next time - I’m sure you noticed the barren bookshelves and maybe the lack of door frame lol, but those are important signifiers for growth! Maybe next time, I’m able to draw a bit faster, or remember more details, and I’ll have noticeably improved ✨ That’s my goal anyway haha

If I’d had just a liiiiiittle more time, I definitely would’ve made an homage to Zarla’s Ghosts’ blink animation. Two frame blinks are all well and good, but that bounce brings me so much joy ♫