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Brooklyn house week, day 1; quit hogging all the warm water!

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Quick oneshot for the @brooklyn-house-week event!

Cw: crying and talk of death, but if there's anything I missed please tell me!!

Angstish-to-Fluffshot platonic/ familiar between Carter x sadie [takes place between red pyramid and throne of fire]

3rd person POV

words: 549

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'Carterrrr!! C'mon, I've been waiting out here for ages, what're you even doing in there!!'

Sadie was pounding on the door of the bathroom, her foot tapping impatiently on the floor.

'Quit hogging all the warm water, im going to get frostbite with how much you're using!'

She was met with no reply, which made her more frustrated.

'I swear by ra, if you don't not get out there in the next five minutes or so, I will break down the door and!-' she faltered for a moment when she heard Carter.....

No....it couldn't be.

He was always her big brother, Carter never cried!

She put her ear to the door and her hand on the handle, as she heard the sound again. True, she had to strain her ears through the flowing water

"Mnnn....h-how- i cant, how would i?"

Her eyes widened as she realised the dor was locked.

Oh by the gods no! Carter was not going be alone for this, it was clear he needed someone! Or at least thats what she told herself as the whimpers got louder and soft sobs started to echo off the walls of the bathroom.

She looked towards Amos' room, though she knew that the chance he would have been able to help was slim. He'd been rather sick and frail since his possession by set.

Sadie sighed and rummaged her pockets for a bobbypin, her hands eagerly grasping said pin after a few seconds of rummaging. Lifting it to the lock and trying to manoeuvre it open.

She knew she could do it, it's was her favourite trick to show off to Liz and Emma when the classroom door was locked. [Or when the principals car was locked, but that was another story in itself]

She gently opened the door and was met with the sight of Carter slumped against the wall crying, his clothes damp from the mist.

'Oh Carter, what happened to you?' She sighed softly, resting her hand softly on his shoulder.

'I-its just-' his voiced cracked, his deep brown eyes now red and swollen. 'First its dad, whose technically dead now, then it's Amos getting possessed by set, and then it's zia-'

He started breaking down harder, the thought of his "technically-not-a-girlfriend-but-made-out-of-clay" made his head hurts on good days and made him break down on worser ones.

'Carter- listen, I know it's...hard...more than that, actually, to cope with....well...everything that happened on the last few days! I mean, we've had to fight set, pave the way for a new generation of magician's and basically a munch more mind breaking stuff!'

He looked up to his sister, noticing tears pricking in her eyes as well

'we've had to learn how to do an entirely new branch of magic and save the world- something not even the strongest adult magicians could do!'

'DONT YOU THINK I KNOW THAT?!-' Carter let out, his frame shaking and his hands balling into fists. 'I don't know what to do anymore....how I'm supposed to lead...'

'How WE'RE supposed to lead, carter. You aren't alone in this, okay? You've got me, Amos, bast, heck, even khufu! Just....remember that, okay?"

She patted his back and handed him a tissue.

"Now quit hogging the hot water and hurry up! I need to take a bath!"

[mochiiikko]

Also hello oomfies and mooties do we like the new pinned.

[mcr-themed-brain]

Alright everybody

[idoodlestuffsometimes]

I need to share how the IT guy at work greeted my department on CrowdStrike Blue Screen Friday. Never have I seen a man so shocked by the sight of perfectly functional computers

(They were off during the update)

[godsplatter]

i like when they kiss

[bluechanas]

angels are watching over you or something

[anendtopursuit]

kissing the atsv character designers directly on the lips

[dangone]

“Like Siblings”

my english teacher forgot that this wasnt an art class and im very okay with that

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I really just can't wait for the next update, it gave me the enough boost to doodle some more!🌷🌈

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[lepurcinus]

My art refs be like: "rabbits are plantigrade, never stand on their toes and move by hopping"

-Rabbits not giving a shit about your "laws of science":

(Video Taken from Pinnapop on Twitter)

[paesthethyc]

magma doodles with friends <3

[fima11]

what if?

I just know they'd get along in childhood. Voices in my head told me that.

Oasis Maker V.S. The King's Roar.

I am impressed how Leona and Kalim are polar opposites in everything, even in signature spells. Like life and death. As Oasis Maker brings life with its water to the lifeless sands, so King's Roar takes the life away from any being it touches by turning it into the sand.

Anyway - besties. Though I believe Jamil would still try to avoid Leona because of his noble birth.

[webism]

☆ Gojo is always so cocky before you peg him. Confident, taking charge as if he's not about to be fucked from behind like a whore. He'll dirty talk you, try to fluster you with his honeyed words as you're pulling the strap on.

"Gonna fuck me so good, baby?" He purrs, wrapping his fingers around the pretty blue strap: perhaps to gauge the size. He jerks it a little, mirrors the way he'd stroke himself to the thought of being fucked senseless by you. "Hopefully you can keep up with me."

It's all talk, a veil of confidence only barely masking his desperation beneath, which burns hot and angry and threatens to ignite into something all-consuming if it isn't soon put out. You think of wrecking his ego, making him get down on his knees and suck the plastic for show. He'd look so pretty, looking up at you through his lashes as he served the strap with his mouth and tongue.

Oh but he's prepped and ready, and you're itching to erode at his cocky smile. You have him lay on his back, so you can watch as his lips curl downwards when you slide a finger into him, rather than the strap he's been promised.

"Fuck, I don't need it," he whines, tries to reach down and pull your wrist up and away from him but you swat him away with a tsk.

"You're so impatient."

"Just fuck me already."

Sweet Satoru regrets his words when you line your pretty blue strap up with his ass and push in only an inch of two. The sharp hiss of him steeling himself with a breath is music to your ears, and though he tries desperately to keep the cocky act up, you can see it slipping.

You give him another inch, and he bites back a moan. "That's... all you got?"

"No," you click your teeth. "But, it's all you'll get if you don't start begging, baby."

He gives you a look, tries his best to look annoyed, but his cock is so hard it hurts and the corners of his lips are curling upwards in a grin regardless. His pleads start out dramatic, joking.

"Please fuck me, babe," he drawls, but as you inch further inside of him at his request, he gasps. Very quickly, any cockiness in his tone is replaced by raw need. "Fuck, more—please, really, I need it."

His eyes are wide at the stretch, the all-encompassing fullness he's feeling, and the grief he feels when you pull almost all the way out of him.

"Wait don't pull out I'll beg I'll���"

His pleads get stuck in his throat when you push forward and bury your strap completely in his ass. Satoru chokes out the prettiest moan, meets your eyes for half a second as you pull back, and then falls into complete ecstasy as you snap your hips back into his again.

From there, he's gone. Malting into the mattress as you fuck him at the pace he responds best to—a torturous middle ground between painfully slow and so fast it's over too soon. Satoru whines, seemingly already overstimulated by your movements, but you're far from done with him.

Satoru Gojo is the strongest. He's untouchable, really, and here you are ten inches deep inside of him and watching as hot tears spring into his beautiful blue eyes. He's sweating, exerting himself entirely to taking all that you can give him; and you're sure he'd take more if you had it for him—he's at the base of your strap and whining like a whore on it.

"Close," his voice is quiet and desperate and you love the way it melts into the air around you. You fuck him harder, faster, a bruising pace that might be more for you than him, but he takes it with shaky breaths and a heaving chest because he's addicted to the shape of your plastic cock inside of his ass.

You fuck him through his orgasm, watch as his cock—which is reddening with angry need—spurts ropes of cum all over his stomach, pearlescent and almost unending. You smile at the sight, stalling your hips to let him catch his breath after cumming so hard without his cock even being touched.

He's a mess, sensitive and breathless as you trace your fingertips through the mess of cum glossing his tummy. Satoru watches with parted lips as you do so, half-expecting you to bring your fingers to his lips for him to clean up the mess he made. But you don't. Instead, you press down hard on his tummy and listen to the lewd noise that rips from his throat when you feel just how deep you are inside of him.

"Here, baby," you coo, grabbing at the wrist Satoru shoots down to try and pull your hand from his stomach with. You press his palm down onto his cum-covered stomach and have him feel for himself the bulge that you've created with the tip of your strap inside of him.

A moment passes, something flickers in your gaze that turns Satoru's mouth dry. "Don't move your hand, Toru, understand me? Keep pressing down."

Satoru parts his lips to protest, but you're pulling out and plunging back into his ass with a mean thrust of your hips before he can say a word. The nastiest moan slips from his lips, half ecstatic, half overstimulated.

"Fucking you so deep you can feel it from the outside, huh baby? Taking my cock so well, letting me use you like you're the toy."

Your words are enough to encourage Satoru into a second round; though this time you're meaner than before. You pull his legs up a little, manage a position that allows you to get impossibly deeper inside of him, and hen thrust your hips forward to test the water.

He's drooling. His lips are wet with spit and cheeks stained with new-flowing tears. He loves it, though, you can feel the clench of his ass in the way it becomes just that little bit harder to thrust into him. With each mean snap of your hips though, you watch as Satoru presses down harder on his belly to feel you bullying your plastic strap into his ass.

You find a nice pace and match it with your fingers wrapped around his cock. Stroking him only makes your lover needier, bucking his hips up instinctually just to gasp at how the movement fucks himself onto your strap too. By the time his second orgasm is approaching, you can't tell who's doing more of the work: he's frenzied and cumdrunk and can't see straight between the blinding pleasure and tears in his eyes.

"Good boy," you praise as he cums again, his whole body racked with tremors and his eyes quite literally rolling back as he releases all over the hand that presses down to feel you. You give him a minute, let his catch his lost breath and wipe his tears from his eyes with the hand that isn't covered in his own cum.

Though, once you're confident he's at ease enough for you to slowly pull out and start giving him aftercare, his legs lock around your waist and keep you buried deep.

You've never seen such a look on his face before—ravenous.

"Again."

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@davekatweek day 7: fluff

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