#and i totally don’t overuse them

[satashiiwrites]

rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to ao3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics. 

Tagged by the lovely @missanniewhimsy.  Thanks for the tag.  Tagging whoever would like to participate. 

Ha.  Just posted one so I suppose that will get included as well.  Not counting vague prologues or quotes/song lyrics. 

1. Lieutenant Edmundo Diaz—known to his family as Eddie or everyone else as Lt Diaz or just Diaz—sat in the copilot’s chair on the bridge listening to Flight Lieutenant Han, aka Chimney, grumble about their newest mission orders.  from The First Spectre, 911/Mass Effect AU.

2.  They buried Shannon on a Tuesday—she’d died the previous Thursday. from Sleepless in LA, 911/Sleepless in Seattle Valentine 2023 fic.

3.  Memory is a funny thing. from Fragments and Fractals, 911 6b speculation/coda one-shot.

4. The cold seeped through Scott’s bones, chilling him through although he acted as if he didn’t notice it as he stood watch.  from A Mage-Knight’s Tale, Mass Effect Andromeda MReyder Fantasy AU.

5. The years had made him cautious—but not overly so.  from Bound by Blood, Mreyder Mass Effect Vampire/Werewolf AU.

6.  Doubt eats at him. From Promise Me You Won’t Let Me, Wheel of Time, Cauthor. 

7.  He doesn’t know what to do after Rachel dropped her bombs on him, obliterating any sense of purpose he had in his life.  from Mana’olana, a Hawaii 5-0 season 5 fix it, McDanno. 

8.  The low brrrr noise of a phone on vibrate ringing was irritating as Steve had set his phone down unattended on the corner of Danny’s desk before leaving for a meeting with the governor about budgets and how 5-0 needed to at least make a show of pretending to have one. from Family, Familia, ‘Ohana, 911/H50/SWAT crossover, Navyseal!Buck, Buddie, McDanno. 

9. When Scott had appeared as if by magic on Christmas Eve, Reyes had thought he’d imagined his lover’s presence. From What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve? Mreyder holiday fic. Mass Effect Andromeda. 

10. October, in general, tended to get busier and weirder as the month went on, was Eddie’s general observation since moving to LA. from Eddie Diaz Ain’t ‘Fraid of No Ghost, Buddie Halloween fic 2022. 

[thesassypadawan]

Too Sweet (Clay x FemReader)

Summary: You'd do anything to make Clay happy, to be with him the rest of your life. Let him own, use. Even put a baby in you, if that’s what it takes.

Warnings: 18+ (mdni), because there’s sooo much of the smut. Mission, slight baby trapping, manipulative/possessive Clay, and… his thick, long dick.

Notes: Follow Up Fic: Sweet Treat! 🧡🖤

- So much semen stains the sheets… Paints your plush thighs… Coats your gummy walls…

- To the public, Clay is a gentleman. The charming, doting boyfriend who takes you out for fancy dinners. Whisks you away on romantic trips, buys you the most darling things. Treats you with respect, like a lady.

- Behind closed doors though, he's something much different…

- Licking away your tears. His long fingers graze over your stomach, silently reminding that all of you belongs to him…of the role you now play.

- “Good…girl.” Cooing softly, his larger body looms above your vulnerable one. Surrounding, caging you in. Thrusting steadily, smirking at your blotchy face. “Good good…girl.”

- Legs spread wide, hiked up onto his hips. You wriggle, writhe beneath him. Mewling weakly as he pulls out, feeling his hot cum leak from your abused cunt. “Nngh, it-it’s too much…”

- “No, it’s not enough.” Only to have it rammed back inside when he surges forward again. Pushing it deeper, further…grinding against, ensuring you’re filled to the brim. “Unless you don’t want to make me happy.”

- Involuntarily, you clench. Brain foggy, so overstimulated. Pussy swollen, burning from the stretch…from the sheer amount of overuse. You let out a small whimper, shakily reaching for him. “I do…I just can’t take…”

- Pressing a tender kiss to your palm, he picks up the pace. “You can…” Big hands grip your waist firmly. His neck tensing, hitting that lovely spot inside…turning you into even more of a babbling mess. “…and will.”

- Before you can protest, he leans down. Nuzzling your neck; nipping, sucking gently. Lips trailing along your collarbone. “You give me a baby….”

- Hot breath fans across your skin, goosebumps forming. “…I'll reward you with a ring.” Teeth barely graze, tongue teases. “Understood?”

- Biting hard, you cry out. Back arching feebly, hips trying desperately to meet his. Eyes squeeze shut, feeling yourself grow impossibly tight around his thick length. “Y-yes, sir!”

- A low groan escapes him, gravelly voice rumbling through you. “That’s…my little angel.” Drives become sloppy, wild. “Always so obedient, well behaved.” Balls slap heavily, lewdly. “Too sweet…for me.”

- Movements stutter and he plunges brutally one last time. Sending you unwilling over the edge. Nails scratching at his broad shoulders, scrambling to anchor yourself. While he pumps another load of sticky cum straight into your already packed womb.

- “Good…girl.” Panting, Clay props himself up. Blue eyes meeting yours, a hungry glint shining in them. As they sweep over your prone form, smug look on his handsome. “Good good…”

- “…mama.” Resting his hand over your stomach. Pressing lightly, rubbing soothing circles into your taunt flesh. “Taking everything, letting me stuff you like this…making you completely mine.”

- Hiccupping, fresh tears roll down your cheeks. In no way are you ready; prepared for the responsibility, for such a life altering change. But… “Clay, I-”

- Strong arms wrap around, pulling you into his warm embrace. Showering you with affection, cock still nestled inside. “You're going to be so beautiful, so cute and round. Totally helpless, dependent on me for everything. And you'll love it…love it as much as me.”

- …it makes him happy and that's all you exist for. Even if it means ruining your body with back-to-back pregnancies, throwing away your freedom. You'll do it all for him…all so you can be his forever. “Yes, I'll lo-love it. Just as much as you…h-hubby.”

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[the-moon-ate-my-stardust]

Okay literally no one asked but as a former Hobbit movie hater who has since experienced character growth, I feel compelled to share my thoughts on the movies on my gay little blog.

Listen. There are legit reasons to be critical of these movies. They were made on a rushed timeline, at time where CGI overuse was the thing and there are definitely unnecessary moments. But despite those issues, these movies still have a lot of heart and character and some really wonderful acting! To compare them to LOTR, is unfair I think because LOTR was such an unimaginable success and I truly believe no other movie franchise can do what those movies did. To expect the Hobbit movies to be the same caliber considering the behind the scenes drama and massive difference in timeline is just not it.

Truly I think that the Hobbit could have been much more than it was and it’s sad to see the amazing moments and realize that we could have had movies that were maybe closer to the level of LOTR, but that doesn’t take away from all of the great things that the movies gave us! Despite what he may be like irl, Martin Freeman was a great young Bilbo, Richard Armitage was insanely good as Thorin (despite the change in age) and the other dwarf actors brought a great sense of loyalty, brotherhood and shared loss to their roles. The music is still dope as hell and there are some beautiful shots despite all the CGI.

This is way too long and I’ve not said anything that hasn’t been said before but honestly, I’m so glad that I stopped hating on these movies and have seen the special things about them. Nothing will ever compare to LOTR, but that doesn’t make these movies bad. They’re fun, they’re emotional, they have great characterization and it’s super valid to enjoy them.

Final gay thoughts because I’m obligated, but I struggle with people who argue against Bagginshield with the whole “why does everyone have to make everything gay?” thing. Because Hollywood is so deeply homophobic that we see so little genuine queer representation, so forgive us for enjoying the chemistry we find and making it our own since our society gives us breadcrumbs. If you’re not into Bagginshield, totally legit and fine, but don’t hate on other people (especially queer people) trying to find some romantic love in media that we enjoy. Also no one can convince me that Richard Armitage wasn’t at least somewhat intentionally putting his queer energy into this role, I will die on this hill.

Anyway, TL;DR there’s no shame in liking or loving the Hobbit movies despite their faults and there are lots of things to appreciate and enjoy and I for one, am glad to leave my LOTR purist hater days behind me

[my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction]

What A View

Steven Grant x F!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals •Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | request info • MK Bingo 2024 Masterlist • ko-fi •

Summary: A trip to the Shard goes a little differently.

🌛For @moonknight-events MK Bingo Spring 2024 Event🌜

A/N: The Shard is the tallest building in London. Also totally another case of my mind just jumping to something else in the bingo other than what was probably implied. So this is 'High Sex' and obviously I went, 'oh, right, so high in the sky?' I am so smart. (lie).

Warnings: swearing, p in v sex, Steven kinda having an exhibition kink, overuse of italics, typos, railroad sentences, please let me know if I've missed a warning!

Word Count: 1329

You hadn’t expected the afternoon to play out like this. 

With your back pressed against the cool glass, Steven spreading you wide. His fingers dug into the fleshy part of your left thigh, pushing on your leg as you just about managed to keep your balance by pressing the ball of your foot against the marble sink. 

You’d spotted a discount voucher for the Shard and had asked if Marc, Steven, and Jake would like to come with you. 

Marc had rolled his eyes playfully, “I’ve seen London from up high plenty of times,” and declined.

Jake had been sleeping. 

Steven had grinned and nodded excitedly. “You know love, I’ve never actually been up the Shard? It’s true what they say, you live in London but you don’t do the normal tourist things.” 

Everything had been relatively normal on the way, though the elevator to the upper floors and viewing platform had been a little busy. Both you and Steven had shuffled into a corner, your back to his chest. 

He’d gone quiet after a few seconds, his grip on your hand tightening as his muscles stiffened. For a moment you had thought that Marc had fronted. 

Once you were on the right floor you had barely stepped out, heading towards the large wall length windows when Steven had pulled you in the opposite direction and dragged you into a bathroom. 

You hadn’t even had a chance to question him before his lips were on yours and his hands slipped under your top. 

You held onto his shoulders for dear life, up on the tiptoes of your right foot as he slammed into you. His thick cock hitting so deep you could see stars. 

You moaned against his hand, his palm haphazardly covering your mouth in a hasty attempt to muffle your sounds. You had never been much of a screamer during sex until you’d met them. 

No matter how hard you try little groans escape your mouth with every frantic thrust of his hips. He angles upwards with every buck, hitting just right on the spot he knows so well and rubbing his public bone against your clit with every motion. 

Steven’s own mouth is pressed into your neck, biting and sucking and leaving sloppy kisses as he tries to muffle his whines. He had always been a screamer. 

You pull tightly on his shirt, a fraction away from ripping the cotton as pleasure coils in your stomach, building higher and impossibly higher.

His name is muffled by his hand as you say it, breathless and needy, but he still hears it. 

He pulls his mouth away from your skin just far enough to speak, frowning in concentration as he tries to keep his voice under control. “You… okay?” 

The slap, slap, slap of skin almost drowns him out. 

You nod, eyes closed but still let out a soft whine and he picks up the pace, fucking you even harder, like he is trying to get caught, trying to make you scream his name so loudly that the whole of the city will hear you.

“That’s it love, that’s it,” he whines, nipping at your neck and groaning as you clench around him. He knows you’re so close, can feel you approaching orgasm buzzing along your skin like electricity, practically taste it in the air. He wants it so badly, needs it more than breathing. 

“You… you… gonna be…” he swallows, having to fight back his own moans even more. “You gonna… be good? Gonna… gonna…” he bites his lip almost hard enough to draw blood as he pistons his hips. Everything’s too much it’s blinding, dizzying. But not enough. 

The way you squeeze him, your back arching off the glass as you meet his thrusts desperately. The bright sky behind you, the sweat on your skin. His tongue darts out to lick a stripe up your neck and he groans, his eyes rolling back.

There’s a light mist forming around you on the glass, the heat from both your bodies collecting. 

“Fuck,” he hisses in your ear, his own pleasure close on his heels. “God, can you imagine if someone was cleaning the windows,” all his words come out in a rush, “and they just, fuck, just saw us here. Saw you moaning and taking my cock so well, saw how pretty you are all full of me and just begging. Saw how I need to keep you quiet so we don’t get caught because you just, just need it so bad that you can’t stop, and, and-” He groans loudly, the sound turning into a whine. “Love, fuck, please, please, please,” he punctuates every word with a sharp snap of his hips that has you reeling, sinking into pleasure.

“I need you to,” he groans as you squeeze and clench around him, your pussy fluttering and trying to pull him deeper. “I need to hear you.” He gasps, “please, if I move my hand can you please try, can you try not to be too loud? Please. I,” he moans again, “please, need it so bad, need it, need you.” 

You nod rapidly, barely getting a chance to register his words in your hazy, lust filled mind before he rips his hand away from your mouth and grabs onto your shoulder, pressing the full length of his body up against up against yours as he pounds into you. 

“Steven,” you moan, just managing to keep your voice below your regular talking level. 

He groans in response, much louder than you. 

“I’m gonna-”

He kisses you roughly, sliding his tongue messily into your mouth for a moment. 

“Gonna come, love? Gonna come on me?” His voice rises in pitch towards the end and you nod, your thoughts all turned to mush as all you can comprehend is the feel of his skin and the heat of his body as he pushes you higher and higher to ecstasy. 

“Need you to,” he whines, tears just pricking at the corners of his eyes. “Need you to.”

You moan his name, gasping against him. Every muscle tenses as he finally pushes you over the edge you've been dancing by. Pleasure washes over every nerve, running over your spine as you convulse and cling onto him like a lifeline. 

Steven whines, fucking you through your orgasm even as he comes, pumping his hot, thick cum deep inside and filling you to the brim. 

You breathe heavily as you both come back to yourselves, holding each other tightly. The sweat starts to cool on your skin and you swallow, a sudden flash of panic flicking to the forefront of your mind. 

“Do you think anyone heard us?” You ask quietly. 

Steven shakes his head, still pressed into your neck. “We weren’t that loud.”

You laugh. “You sure?” 

“Nope.” 

You laugh harder. 

“Honestly, love, I don’t give a shit.” 

“Really?” 

“Hmm.” He looks up at you with a large grin on his face, his eyes soft and loving. “Too happy to care. Anyone says anything, I’ll sort them.” 

You giggle at his playful tone. “My hero.” 

He chuckles and kisses you softly.

“Does this count as joining the mile high club?” He giggles, sweat sticking his curls to his forehead. 

You shake your head as you laugh.

“Oh, well.” There’s a soft flush to his skin, an afterglow of his orgasm that you hate to admit makes heat pool a little in your stomach.

Steven notices the slight change in your expression, the small clench as you squeeze around his softening cock.

He groans softly and presses close to you again, mouthing at the love bites he’s left on your neck. He grinds against you slowly, not pulling out but pressing up against your clit with a roll of his hips. 

The little surprised gasp that leaves your lips makes him smile. 

“Give me a minute love,” he mutters, keeping up the soft rock and glide. “Maybe we can be louder this time.” 

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[nanawritesit]

ATEEZ Imagines: Your First Time Having Sex With Them (fem!reader) - Hyung Line Ver.

Maknae Line Ver.

🔞 (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI) 🔞

TW: protected intercourse (HJ, SH, and YH,) unprotected intercourse w/ birth control (YS,) dom!reader (YS,) sub!reader (SH and YH,) switch!reader (HJ) semi-public sex (HJ and YH,) being overheard (HJ and YH,) size kink (YH,) giving oral sex (YS,) fingering (YH,) begging (YS,) orgasm denial (YS,) cock warming (YS,) groping, neck kissing, marking up, dirty talk, nipple play, nipple sucking, whimpering, moaning, hair pulling, pet names, undressing, cursing

Hongjoong:

I know this trope is so overused for him, but your first time would definitely happen in the studio

You guys had been dating for a while and hadn’t gotten much further than making out and dry humping

Joong had been pretty busy lately, working on stuff for ATEEZ’s upcoming album

So with you being the wonderful, caring partner you are, you decided to come visit him at the studio and bring him some food <3

Totally innocent, right? Haha, WRONG

He of course was extremely touched that you had gone through the trouble to get him his favorite meal and coffee, giving you a nice long kiss and pulling you into his lap…

He expected you to pull away after, but you were instantly back on his lips, wanting more. And he was happy to oblige :)

You looped your legs through the arms of his chair to straddle him, gripping your hands in his hair tightly as his were roaming all over your chest, waist, and down to your hips

After a while you began to feel him getting hard underneath you..

“Babe, I think we should stop, I can’t be getting too excited…” he chuckled, breathing heavily.

“Well… why not? Want me to help you with that?” you asked suggestively.

His eyes widened comically. “Are you sure? Right here?” You felt him getting bricked up underneath you just at the thought of it.

“Come on Joong, where’s your sense of adventure?” you questioned, biting your lip.

Your eagerness and confidence was definitely turning him on even more. He patted your bum to signal you to get up from his lap, which you did before moving to the couch. He locked the door and went to rummage through his coat pockets, pulling a condom out of his wallet.

“How long have you been keeping those on you?” you asked teasingly.

“Since about a month into our relationship.” he laughed back, walking towards you. “You always want to be prepared.”

He sat down next to you on the couch, and you were immediately straddling his lap again, kissing him on the lips before trailing down his neck, gently nibbling and sucking.

He inhaled sharply, gripping a hand into your hair and pulling on it. “Shit baby, don’t tease me. Your teasing is torture.”

“If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?” you chuckled, giving him just a few more kisses down his neck. “You didn’t even give me time to leave any marks…”

You stopped above his collarbone, then reached a hand up to slowly undo the buttons of his shirt. Once his shirt was off, you ran your hands across his chest, taking in the sight of him. “You’re beautiful, Joong.”

He smiled at you affectionately, then impatiently tugged at the hem of your shirt. You rolled your eyes playfully, then whipped it off over your head. You decided to take your bra off as well, letting the straps fall from your shoulders and sliding the cups down painfully slow.

When he finally saw your bare chest, his breath hitched in his throat and his eyes widened. “God baby, you’re perfect.” He reached up both hands and squeezed them ever so slightly, a satisfied smirk forming on his face. “They’re amazing.”

“Can you please just fuck me already?” you whined, grinding against his clothed erection.

He laughed at your impatience, then motioned for you to hop off so he could slide down his sweats and boxers. “Nice to see you’re just as eager as I am.”

You couldn’t seem to get your pants off fast enough before you were hovering over him, lining him up with your entrance.

He gripped onto your hips with his hands, then glanced up at you. “You ready, baby?”

“Yes Joong, please, I need you.” you whined eagerly.

He began thrusting up into your entrance, letting you adjust to every inch of his cock as you sunk down, until he finally bottomed out inside of you.

He groaned at the feeling of you clenching around his entire shaft, then tilted his chin up to whisper in your ear. “Fuck baby, you feel so good. I don’t know if I’ll last very long at all.”

You giggled, continuing to bounce up and down on his cock. “Well so do you… I guess it’s okay if we both finish quickly for our first time.”

He smirked cockily before he tossed you to the side so he could pin you down to the couch and fuck you even harder.

“You’re right, there will be plenty more times for me to pleasure you thoroughly.” He bit his lip as he looked at you sprawled out underneath him, tits bouncing up and down in time with his thrusts. “Jesus, you’re breathtaking, you know that?”

You started to feel the hard knot unraveling in your lower region as you railed you into the couch. “Joong, I think I’m gonna…”

“Do it, baby. Cum on my cock, please.”

And with that, your last reserved snapped, and you clenched around his cock for your orgasm. He was following you soon after, the sound of you crying out in pleasure being enough to tip him over the edge.

“Fuck… yes baby, ride it out…” he moaned, hips slowing as your pussy milked him dry.

His head landed in your shoulder as you both caught your breath, sharing a sweet kiss before sitting up to put your clothes back on.

“Ready to get back to work?” you asked, semi-sarcastically.

“Actually, I think I’m done for the night.” he chuckled, buttoning up his shirt. “I’d rather spend the rest of the night with you. Let’s go home and eat the food you got me.”

You nodded, grabbing his hand and following him out of the studio. But as you shut the door behind you, you stopped dead in your tracks. There stood Seonghwa and Yunho, crossing their arms and glaring at you.

“Oh, hey…” Hongjoong said warily, “Funny seeing you guys here…”

“Yeah, we were going to invite you out to eat but it seems that you’ve already made plans.” Seonghwa stated flatly.

You laughed nervously. “Did you guys…?

Yunho gave you a stiff nod. “Yup. The studio isn’t 100% soundproof, you know.”

You and Hongjoong looked at each other anxiously. The other two guys just started laughing uncontrollably.

“Ah, we’re just messing with you guys. It’s nice to see our Hongjoong has found a good way to relieve his stress.” Seonghwa giggled.

Hongjoong scoffed, then gripped onto your hand and tugged you along past them. “You guys are such losers, go get your own partners to fuck instead of listening in on us!”

Seonghwa:

Your first time happened while you were visiting him on tour. You had surprised him by flying out to Japan where his concert was, greeting him backstage with flowers.

He was absolutely overjoyed to see you, picking you up and twirling you around in his arms. (Poor man almost cried tears of joy)

You went to dinner with all the boys after, and you had truly never seen Seonghwa be so clingy! He was running a hand along your thigh under the table, kissing your shoulders, whispering in your ear…

“Baby, can we please go back to the hotel?” he whined, twirling a strand of your hair around his finger.

You had to admit that seeing him so needy was working you up, so you nodded, and Seonghwa immediately got up and declared he was too tired to finish the meal and rushed out of there with you on his arm

You hopped into the first taxi you could find, and even on the ride to the hotel it was hard to keep him off of you

Once you were back in his room, you confronted him. “Hwa, why are you being so touchy?” you giggled.

“I just missed you a lot.” He smiled innocently, snaking his hands up around your waist. “Your eyes, your lips, your voice…” He leaned down to your ear, “and your body…”

You bit your lip, looking up at him. “Are you suggesting we…?” You weren’t opposed, but you had to make sure. You guys hadn’t gotten any further than oral in the past.

“Only if you want to, love.” he clarified, brushing some of your hair back. “But I’m ready now. It’s just… something about you flying all the way out here tonight just to see me makes me want to completely ravish you tonight.”

You thought about it for a total of three seconds, then nodded up at him. “I’m ready too, love”

He smiled warmly, then leaned down to capture your lips in a delicate yet intense kiss. You guys kissed each other sweetly for a while before he began to back you up and gently lay you down onto the bed.

You scooted back so that the both of you could lay down flat on the bed, and he followed by crawling overtop of you. He began trailing his kisses down to your jawline, then to your neck, and finally your chest. He was being so gentle, and yet you could feel how much he loved you with every peck of his lips.

“I love you so much, Y/N.” he told you, moving back up to kiss your lips.

You threw a hand up in his raven colored locks before pulling back to respond. “I love you too, Seonghwa. More than anything.”

He smiled, then sat up to take off his shirt. You did the same, and his mouth slightly fell open at the sight of your bare chest.

“What is it?” you asked, worried he was somehow disappointed with what he saw.

He blinked, coming back down to Earth. “Nothing, it’s just…” he ran his hands over your chest, groping your breasts slightly, “You’re so beautiful.”

You smiled appreciatively before yanking him back down to kiss him more. The skin to skin contact was heavenly, and it was hard to tear away enough to begin to unbuckle his belt. But you wanted him so badly, you couldn’t wait any longer.

As you unzipped his pants, you could see his bulge pressing against his boxers, longing to be freed. You smirked up at him, palming it slightly with one hand. “Is this all just because of me?”

“Yes my love, you did all of that.” he grinned, hooking into his fingers to remove your jeans and panties. The cool air hitting your wet core made you shudder slightly, but Seonghwa would immediately warm you back up.

“You really sure you want to do this love? Because we can wait longer if you want.” he asked, looking into your eyes with such gentle concern.

You nodded with a reassuring smile. “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life. I want to do this.” You hooked a leg around his waist. “I need you, Seonghwa.”

He nodded, then pulled back to grab a condom out of his nightstand. “Hongjoong made us all take one when we got here. Said something about not wanting any grandkids.”

You chuckled for a moment, then zeroed in on him sliding down his boxers at an agonizingly slow pace. Finally, his cock sprang free, erect and leaking with precum.

You felt yourself gulp as he rolled the condom down over it, then moved back overtop of you to align himself with your pussy.

“Let me know if you want me to stop.” he instructed before entering you with steady, slow thrusts.

You threw your head back, moaning at the feeling of him finally inside of you. “Oh, you feel so good love…”

“Good, I want to make you feel good.” he chuckled, finding the perfect rhythm to pound his hips into yours. “You want me to go harder? Faster?”

“Maybe a little of both?” you huffed, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He nodded, beginning to breathe heavier as he picked up the pave and increased the strength of his thrusts.

“Ah, that’s perfect Hwa. Just like that.” you whimpered underneath him, squinting your eyes shut.

“God, you sound so hot right now.” he commented, moving your legs up to hook around his waist. “And you look absolutely divine when you’re taking my cock like this.”

The sight of his hair flopping over his forehead with every thrust, slightly soaked with sweat as his mouth fell open, panting at the feeling of your pussy swallowing up his cock was beginning to be too much for you.

He was apparently on the same page. “I think I’m going to cum soon, love. I can feel myself getting close.”

“Go ahead love, cum inside of me.” you nodded, giving him an approving smile.

He thrusted into you a few more times at a relentless pace, then threw his head back in pleasure, rolling his eyes and crying out your name.

The sight of him coming undone and calling out for you brought on your own climax, and you did the same for him. You both looked at each other and smiled lovingly before you pulled him back down to give him a kiss. He then rolled over next to you and began cuddling into your side.

“Maybe I should come visit you while you’re on tour more often. It seems to bring out the animal in you.” you commented with a chuckle.

“Perhaps you should.” he agreed, nuzzling his face into your neck. “Now, will you please be my little spoon for the night? I’ve been deprived of your cuddles for so long.”

Yunho:

You and Yunho had been dating for a few months, when one weekend he asked you to accompany him on a weekend away to Jeju Island with his friends and their partners

You were totally excited about it, that was, until your friends made a huge deal out of it

“Y/N, how can you be so naive? When a guy asks you to come away with him for a weekend, it means he’s ready to sleep with you.” they teased.

Now you were panicking and overthinking everything, being completely tense the entire first day

You were uncharacteristically quiet, you kept fidgeting with your hands, and you didn’t seem to enjoy sight seeing at all, which you had previously told Yunho you were really excited about

After you all finished your first excursion and went back to your respective rooms to decompress, Yunho was quick to confront you after you sat down on the bed facing away from him

“Y/N, what is bothering you so much?” he asked, chuckling lightheartedly and climbing onto the bed behind you, rubbing your shoulders.

You instinctively flinched away from him, making his smile drop.

“Honey, are you alright?” he asked, his kind brown eyes dripping with concern.

“I’m sorry, it’s just…” you began, exhaling a heavy sigh, “Why did you invite me on this trip?”

“Well, I wanted to spend some time with you. I thought it would be fun to go on a trip together.” he explained with a small smile.

“Not because… you want us to have sex?”

He stared at you blankly for a moment, then began laughing uncontrollably.

“What’s so funny?!” you demanded, cheeks flushing pink in embarrassment.

“Nothing is, honey, I’m sorry.” he stated, calming himself down and grabbing your hand to hold it and run his thumb comfortingly along the back. “I just can’t believe you thought that’s the only reason I’d invite you on a trip.”

“Well, my friends told me that when a guy invites you on a trip, it means he’s ready to sleep with you.” you explained, beginning to laugh at the situation as well.

“Y/N, I know some of your friends are more experienced, but that doesn’t make them experts on relationships…” he replied with a patient smile, “Every couple is different. We’re allowed to go at our own pace.”

“Then… you don’t expect us to have sex this weekend?” you asked.

“Not at all, if you’re not ready.” he chuckled, “I told you when we first started seeing each other, I don’t care how long it takes for you to be ready, or if you never want to do it at all. I just like being with you.”

He pulled you into his lap to cradle you, pressing your noses together. “There’s no pressure. What do you want to do now? We have about an hour before we have to meet the others for dinner.”

You decided on curling up in bed watching some funny youtube videos on his laptop. He let you rest your head on his shoulder while he kept an arm around you, tracing his fingers along your spine absentmindedly. While he was laughing away at the screen, you were getting lost in a trance looking up at him.

“Hm? Why are you looking at me like that, honey?” he asked with a small smile.

“I’m just so happy you’re my boyfriend.” you told him, sitting up to begin peppering kisses all over his face. “So kind, so patient, so understanding…”

He let out a light hearted chuckle before leaning forward to kiss your lips. He meant to only give you a small peck, but you quickly deepened it.

He pulled back breathlessly after kissing you for a while. “What’s gotten into you, Y/N…” he teased.

“Nothing, I’m just crazy about you.” you retorted, moving your kisses to his neck. You gently nipped at the soft flesh, making him whimper slightly.

You then trailed your kisses upward until you were hovering over his ear to whisper gently, “Yunho, I think I’m ready now.” Then you bit his earlobe, sending shivers down his spine.

“Are you absolutely sure Y/N?” he asked, gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Mmhm…” you purred, moving down to his chest to mark it up, which you knew he loved. “Do you want to?”

“Of course I do…” he chuckled with an airy groan at the feeling of you nipping at his skin. He suddenly gripped onto your waist and tossed you to the side to lay on your back, pinning both your wrists down with just one of his massive hands. He kissed you ravenously, his free hand running over your breast and groping it lightly.

“Can I feel you?” he asked breathlessly.

You nodded underneath him, then he reached a hand down your pants to run two fingers along your slit over your panties. You shuddered at the sudden contact, instantly aching for more of his touch.

“Gosh honey, you’re already soaked, and I’ve hardly touched you.” he teased, chuckling slightly. “Will you take your top off for me?”

You did as he asked, but took the initiative to remove your bra on your own.

“Oh my, you’re so pretty…” he marveled, pushing you back down to kiss along your chest. He took one of your nipples into his mouth, licking around it and sucking. You threw a hand up into his hair, tugging on it and making him grunt at the pleasure.

“Want me to prep you honey? I’m pretty big, I don’t wanna hurt you.” he asked lovingly.

“Yes please, I want your fingers…” you whined.

He laughed amusedly, then leaned back to remove your bottoms. “Spread your legs for me, pretty girl.” He exhaled with an admiring smile at the sight of you laid out just for him. “Such a pretty pussy…”

He began pumping two of his long fingers inside of you, letting you adjust to the feeling before setting a nice rhythm. He soon flexed his thumb upward to gently rub against your clit in time with his thrusts. You were a moaning mess, finding it difficult to contain all the noises that came out of you

“Oh my god, Yunho…” you exclaimed, gripping onto his shoulders. You weren’t quite sure how loud you should be, and he could sense your hesitation.

“I love hearing those noises you make.” he commented, grinning down at you. “Be as loud as you want to, honey.”

After he felt that you were stretched out enough, he pulled his fingers out of you and inserted them into his mouth. His eyes rolled back slightly as they popped out of his mouth. “You’re absolutely delicious.”

You smiled at his compliment, then switched your expression to a small pout. “Can I please have your cock now, Yunho?”

“Of course you can, honey. You took my fingers so well.” he smirked, then went to remove his shirt. He then stood up and removed his jeans and boxers, the sight of his huge length making your eyes widen nervously.

“Don’t worry baby, I know you can take it.” he reassured you, palming himself slightly. He then grabbed a condom out of his bag, making your brow furrow.

“Wait, if you didn’t plan on us having sex, why do you have a condom?” you inquired.

“Mingi has been teasing me ever since I told him you were coming along with me. When we got here he slapped this in my hand and told me ‘good luck.’” he laughed, crawling back overtop of you.

“Okay, are you ready for me, honey?” he asked, the tip of his cock teasing your entrance.

“Yes, I want you so bad Yunho.” you practically begged.

He smirked, then entered you, setting a gentle rhythm while you adjusted to his girth.

He immediately groaned at the feeling of your right walls clenching around him, squinting his eyes and throwing his head back. “My god Y/N, you’re so tight…” he huffed, beginning to thrust harder.

You hooked your legs around his waist in an attempt to lock him in, but he quickly grabbed onto your calves and positioned them up against his shoulders.

“Oh god, Yunho! This angle!” you cried out, clawing into his back and scratching your fingernails down it.

He gripped onto the headboard as he pounded into you, not caring at all that it was slamming against the wall. “Does that feel good honey? Mmhm, you’re taking my cock so well. That’s a good girl.” he growled, dipping down into you at a relentless pace.

“It feels so good Yunho, I’m so close. Please don’t stop…” you pleaded.

“Cum for me honey, please. You know you want to.” he smirked down at you.

“I do… I, oh god! Yes!” you exclaimed, feeling that warm wave of pleasure wash over you as you climaxed, twitching madly underneath him.

“Oh what a good girl… that’s it, come undone for me…” he guided you through your orgasm, tightening his grip on the headboard as he felt his own coming on.

“Y/N, I’m gonna…. Shit!” he squinted his eyes shut and slowed his thrusts as he finished inside of you, grunting and whimpering until he was finally emptied. You were both panting as you looked up at each other and shared a loving smile.

“Tell your friends…” he started, collapsing down on top of you, “That the way to get laid is by being patient and understanding, not by placing crazy expectations.”

You giggled at his remark, ruffling his hair lightly. “Believe me, I will.”

When you guys went to meet the members and their partners in the hotel lobby for dinner, you noticed Mingi and his partner staring at you with cheeky grins.

“Well, you two seemed to be getting busy in there.” Mingi’s partner chuckled.

You looked over at Yunho, who seemed confused at first, but then remembered, “Oh yeah… I forgot you guys were in the room next to us. Well, Mingi wished me good luck. It’s his own fault.” he joked.

Mingi chuckled, patting Yunho on the shoulder.“Whatever man, glad I gave you the condom.”

Yeosang:

 You and Yeosang had been talking about having your first time for a while now, both of you having said that you were ready. You were on birth control, so you weren’t worried about getting pregnant

It was just a matter of finding the right time. You both always seemed to be busy around the same times, leaving you both frustrated :(

One night you were just chilling at home, and Yeosang suddenly burst through your front door

His dance practice had been cancelled, so he decided to come over and surprise you!

You excitedly greeted him, walking up to him and taking him in your arms

Within an instant, his lips were on yours, hungrily devouring you with an intense passion you had never seen in him before

You could feel the desire radiating off of him, and you knew there was only one thing he wanted

“Y/N…” he exhaled with his forehead still pressed against yours, chest heaving up and down desperately.

You nodded understandingly. “I know, baby. I know.”

With your approval, his lips were back on yours in an instant, pressing you back up against the wall behind you. His body was flush against yours, allowing you to feel his rock hard erection pressing though his thin sweatpants.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this…” he whispered huskily, beginning to trail his kisses down your neck. He nipped at it a couple times, sucking softly to soothe the pain. You were sure you’d have hickies tomorrow, but you couldn’t care less right now. All you could focus on was Yeosang’s hot tongue running up and down your cold neck.

“I don’t think you realize I’ve been waiting just as long.” you chuckled, bringing a hand up to his hair to tug at it. He whimpered into your neck, and you could feel yourself growing wetter at the sound.

“You make the prettiest noises…” you told him, tugging at his hair again. He uttered another whimper, this one louder. The sound was addicting.

“Baby, please…” he begged, feeling his knees buckle beneath him.

“What?” you asked cheekily, running your hands along his chest. “Use your words, baby.”

“Can I please have you?” he pleaded, looking down at you with such hopeful doe eyes. You simply couldn’t resist him.

You responded by grabbing his hand and yanking him down the hallway to your bedroom, where you then pushed him down onto the bed. A satisfied smirk made its way onto his features as you crawled overtop of him, kissing him ravenously. His hands came up to your sides to roam your body, groping anything he could grab.

“Let me see that pretty little cock.” you demanded, pulling away from him breathlessly.

“Yes baby…” he replied, sitting up on his elbows. You leaned back to give him the proper space, watching him slowly pull down his sweats and boxers to allow his throbbing member to spring out. It looked so needy, the wet tip glowing a bright pink as it slapped back against his abdomen.

You lipped your lips hungrily. “Awh, look how worked up you are. Do you want me to suck you off?” He nodded frantically. You shook your head at him sternly. “Ask nicely.”

“Will you please suck my cock, baby?” he asked, eyes sparkling with need.

“Of course, darling. Just lean back and relax.” you cooed, brushing his hair out of his face. You then ducked down and licked a long stripe along the base of his cock, sinking down with your mouth around it when you reached the top.

His eyes rolled back in his head and his toes curled up. “Fuck baby… your mouth… it feels too good…” he whimpered pathetically.

His desperation only furthered you along, making you take more of him and suck harder. You hummed as you did so, hands planted firmly at the base jerking in rhythm with the bobbing of your head.

“Oh… My… God… I can’t, I… Ah, it’s too good…“ he babbled incoherently, gasping for air between every word. The poor boy was practically drunk off the euphoria you were providing him, and you almost felt guilty for releasing him from your mouth.

“No, please…” he begged you, sitting up.

“Sh, it’s okay, baby…” you comforted him, ruffling his hair. “I know you want to cum, but wouldn’t you much rather finish in my pussy?”

His eyes widened, breath hitching in his throat. “Yes, please…”

You grinned triumphantly, then hopped off of him to unbutton your shirt. You weren’t wearing a bra under it, so you slowly revealed your breasts to him.

“Holy shit…” he exhaled, reaching forward with both hands. He shamelessly began groping your titties, pinching the nipples between his fingers and jiggling them.

“Do you like them?” you giggled, obviously knowing the answer already.

He gave no response, and instead leaned forward to take one of your nipples in his mouth. He rolled his tongue over it, then began sucking feverishly.

Your head fell back in pleasure as you moved to straddle him, shoving your breasts further in his face. He brought a hand up to grope the one he wasn’t sucking on, lost in a haze of desire.

“Baby…” you moaned airily, trying to move away but not being able to resist his actions. “Let me put you in.”

He released your nipple from his mouth with a popping sound, looking up at you with huge, twinkling eyes. He nodded with an adorable smile, then scooched back to allow you to remove your shorts and panties.

Now naked before him, you straddled him once again and lined him up with your entrance. “Ready, baby?”

“God, yes…” he whined impatiently. You knew it was mean to tease him so much, but he just looked so cute and sounded so beautiful when he was frustrated.

You sunk down onto his cock, taking him in inch by inch. He was crying out at the first entry, head lolling back in ecstasy. His hands came up to your hips, gripping onto them for stability.

“So sensitive…” you teased him, chuckling slightly. “Are you sure you’re going to be able to handle being inside of me?”

“Yes baby, please…” he mewled, looking up at you desperately.

You decided you had done enough teasing, and sunk down completely on his cock. His eyes rolled back once again, making him moan so loud it echoed off the walls.

“I never thought you’d be so loud…” you confessed with a grin. “But I’m not complaining.”

“Uh huh…” was all he could muster in response, nodding frantically. He impatiently began thrusting up into you, prompting you to roll your hips in time with his thrusts. “Oh shit, baby… I, I… it’s too…”

“I know baby, I know…” you comforted him, peppering kisses along his jaw.

“Fuck!” he cried out in a higher pitched tone, mouth hung open in pleasure. “Oh… you’re so tight, I could just…”

You began bouncing up and down on his cock, faster and harder than you had been doing before. You could feel the head of his cock ramming up against your g-spot, making you dizzy with pleasure.

“Baby, you feel so good inside of me…” you praised breathlessly. “I think you might make me finish soon…”

“Go ahead, baby…” he huffed, gripping onto you even tighter. “I’m really close too…”

With his blessing, you began thrusting back and forth with new vigor, huffing in exasperation. You could feel the sensation building up in your lower region, threatening to erupt within seconds. You looked down and caught a glimpse of Yeosang’s fucked out expression, and then there was no holding you back.

“Oh my god, Yeosang!” you cried out, riding out your orgasm with rapid thrusts.

“Holy shit, Y/N, I’m…” he never got to finish, as his cock began twitching inside of you, emptying his heavy load straight into your pussy. His tongue fell out of his mouth, allowing his moans which were getting higher pitched with each one to reverberate loudly off the walls.

As you both came down from your highs, you collapsed against him, leaving his cock inside of you.

“That was amazing…” he sighed dreamily, running his fingers through your hair.

“Agreed…” you panted with a tiny chuckle. You used what little strength you had left to raise yourself up and look him in the eye.

“What?” he inquired, a curious grin on his face.

You leaned down and placed a kiss on his birthmark. “I love you, Kang Yeosang.”

He couldn’t help the enormous smile that stretched across his face from ear to ear. He then pulled you back down to hug you close to his chest. “I love you too, Y/N.”

[aanoia]

A Little Cliche

Below is a little teaser of a short (or long) story to be. That is, of course, if I actually decide to write it. The basics of the idea is a little cliche, and overused, but I believe I'd be a good addition to the trope. It's basically the reader (Y/n) is transported into the Marauders universe after falling asleep while reading Harry Potter: The Marauders Saga (totally made that up. If you like the idea, and the teaser, I'll be collecting people for a taglist so like this post and you will be added! If you have any ideas go ahead and comment, DM me, or post a submission! Enjoy!

“Don’t forget to do the dishes,” A woman said with a sigh.

Y/n smiled at her, “I’d never.” She lied before shutting her bedroom door. After a long week of school, chores, and a part time job, all Y/n needed was some reading time and sleep. She happily grabbed her current reread, Harry Potter; The Marauders Saga. 

The girl remembered the reveal. Two years ago, she was eating her breakfast when she saw the announcement on Instagram. Y/n danced with excitement and immediately preordered it with the money she had gotten from mowing my neighbors lawn the week before. 

Four long months later and the beautiful book finally arrived. That day no one in the L/n family saw the girl. She was in different positions all over my room, reading the book in a single day, and then rereading it the next. She had annotated it until it was unrecognizable. This was Y/n’s book, she loved it. 

As Y/n read, she felt the fatigue of the day catch up to her. Before she knew it, sleep had overtaken me. Y/n sat comfortable on her chair, the book open in her lap and the ink swirling around on the paper. 

“Y/n, wake up! The train leaves soon!” A deeply accented voice called from the bottom of the stairs.

Y/n stirred slowly and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She was in her bed, curled up with her blanket whilst the sun shone brightly through her window. She squinted, throwing her arm over her eyes to protect them. 

The door to Y/n’s room opened and her mother walked in, she sighed, “Y/n, why is your trunk not packed? We need to leave soon.”

Y/n thought she was imagining things. Last time she checked, her mother did not have an English accent. “Leave for what?” She asked, and was surprised to hear an accented voice come from her lips. 

Her mother threw clothes into the empty trunk, “For the train, obviously. Your owl has already left, she shall meet you there.”

Y/n sat up, rubbing her head, “Meet me where?”

Y/n’s mother paused to look at her daughter, “Did you hit your head? Hogwarts, of course.”

[spacerockfloater]

You know what?

I get it, ok? I understand the concept of Rhysand being a morally grey character. I understand that SJM wanted him to be an anti-hero of sorts. I would be totally okay with him doing everything that he did and standing by his actions if he simply said “The only thing that concerns me is myself, my circle and my people. I’m here to protect my interests first and everything else second. I am no hero, I am just someone who puts himself and his sphere first. I am a selfish person and I’m totally okay with that. I do not need anyone’s approval.” I still wouldn’t be his biggest fan, because I do not tend to admire self serving people, but I would totally understand him. In fact, I might have done the same thing. I guess you can never know for sure what your reaction to something would be unless you actually end up in that situation. I get that the average person would protect themselves (themselves = them and their loved ones) but I do believe that admiration should be saved for people who go against the norm. People who actually put their foot down, say no, protest, fight back, risk their lives, experience loss for a greater good. That’s why I admire Khalias, Tarquin, Helion, Tamlin etc. Because they stood up to Amarantha while knowing the consequences of their actions. I wouldn’t admire Rhysand, but I’d support him if he just owned up to his shit and said “Yup, I’m your average person, I don’t care if I come off as the bad guy!”.

But he does not! He wants everyone to applaud him and thank him and feel like they owe him and appreciate him and and and and… Jesus Christ man, you did the bare minimum and you did it all when you had nothing to lose! Thank you so much that you convinced that frigid bitch to murder two dozens of children instead of me and my family, of course I am now forever in your debt! Relax. You were able to talk Amarantha out of directly harming the other High Lords only after you harmed others to gain her favour and you saved the High Lords only because it served you better to keep them alive instead of some irrelevant children fae. I’m sure that your people should be thanking you because you did it all for them after all, but count me the fuck out of it.

Last but not least: ACOTAR Feyre was, obviously, a hero. She was a morally good character. She sacrificed herself for people she didn’t even know. I’m not gonna debate that. I actually loved her in the first book. However, I think she went through a drastic change after her metamorphosis. Her “human heart” is actually no longer human to say the least. I’m not even gonna elaborate on how she became this cruel, unforgiving person that only cared about how people treated her, or how disrespectful she is towards other people like Tarquin because Rhysand made her feel entitled to do so, or how she is responsible for the destruction of two courts that simply seemed like collateral damage if it meant that she would get her revenge on Tamlin. I’m simply going to say that logically speaking, since Feyre stands 100% besides Rhys and everything he did and supports him, she’s also a morally grey person AT BEST, though I do tend to think of both of them as villains because after all, the very definition of a villain is “someone defined by their acts of selfishness, evilness, arrogance, cruelty, and cunning” and like, come on, this screams Feysand.

The term morally grey is so overused. Someone who’s selfish and cunning and cares mostly about themselves is, at least partially, a bad person. A morally grey character is at least half a villain. When did we actually start to equate anti heros with heros?

[wonwooslibrary]

svt as boyfriends ♡ seungkwan edition

member: seungkwan x gn!reader genre: fluff, bullet points, established relationship word count: 834 summary: seungkwan's boyfriend things <3 warnings: mentions of kissing & mentions of food author's note: today is a sad day :( happy moonbin day & i hope he is resting in peace. in honor of moonbin day and woozi releasing what kind of future, here is some small seungkwan things to cheer everyone up. please take care of yourself!

He is the soft and cuddly teddy bear boyfriend and I love him for it 

There is this one guy on TikTok who like…gets dressed in front of the camera and shows his outfits as a plus-size man and istg that is Seungkwan’s vibe and !!! 

He also gives coffee dates and light academia and book boyfriends 

Quality Time 

Loves scrolling through social media with you before bed 

Dates! Oh gosh he loves taking you out and getting boba or ice cream :3 

Seungkwan’s definitely a big fan of watching a series with you too - like you would go to Netflix or something and find something you both want to watch but haven’t started yet and it becomes YOUR show 

Prefers to go out and explore with you rather than stay in (he’s an extrovert, what can I say?)

Loves teaching you things he loves! Like, for example, he would try to teach you a Wonder Girls dance and you guys would have so much fun with it 

Also loves being with you in moments of sadness - you’re his person and you make him feel strong, so he’s not ashamed to be with you and cry around you

At first, he would be super embarrassed to meet your friends, but after a while, they’d love him and he would be more comfortable around them

Words of Affirmation

Is always saying stuff like “You worked so hard!” or “I’m so happy that you are the one I get to spend my life with” 

I feel like he is very picky with his nicknames…like he would never use food related ones like “cutie pie” because they are overused, but he would love something like “sweetheart” brb sobbing 

Seems to enjoy receiving compliments too! Like you tell him that you loved the singing cover that he did and he’ll scream 

Also uses songs and lyrics as a way to express his love for you! Nothing fits more than music 

Was really shy when you first got together and would blush any time you spoke to him or even looked in his direction

Totally keeps a photo of you guys as his lockscreen on his phone, but one that he edits with cute stickers (aka he always places his phone screen-up so if someone asks about it he can talk about how much he loves you) 

Physical Touch

HE LOVES CUDDLES 

He is a clingy bf but in the way that if he has the chance to cozy up with you under a soft blanket with a movie playing in the background, he totally would go for it 

Loves when you play with his hair, but always manages to mess yours up and then feel super bad about it 

If he wants a kiss or something and you say no, he’ll be really pouty and sad about it until you agree, but of course with that look on his face, you can’t say no for too long! 

At the beginning of your relationship, he would try to hold your hand but get embarrassed but you love it 

Rests his head on your shoulder a lot :( 

Man survives on back rubs and hugs 

Acts of Service 

Loves turning on the shower or setting up a cozy bath for you <3 

Always offers you his coat when you go on walks together because he is afraid of you getting sick 

If you’re in pain or sick he’ll always do small things like brushing or tying your hair up, tying your shoes or even zipping your coat up 

Asks if you’re drinking water and making sure to eat throughout the day because it makes him sad when you forget and then are living off of snacks 

Likes making you calming tea before bed and makes sure that you take your vitamins/medication every morning/night

In the winter, he’d always shovel or clean off your car for you, so you don’t have to get up early and do it because he knows how much rest you need :((( 

Always sends good morning and good night texts when you are apart, just to let you know that he is thinking about you 

Gift Giving 

LOVES giving you his hoodies, as it makes him feel warm on the inside he’s so cute 

Also loves the idea of having those matching hoodies or phone cases, but when you tell him that those are too embarrassing, he’ll settle for something small like just wearing the same colors scheme or having matching bear keychains 

Makes you playlists when he finds a lot of songs that: he wants to show you, reminds him of you, or makes him feel strong emotions 

If he goes on any trip without you, he’ll always bring you back something cute, like a seashell or a snowglobe

Goes all out for your birthday or holidays that you celebrate - he is not afraid to spend hundreds of dollars on squishmallows if that is what you like 

He’s a simp when it comes to gift giving

[crazylittlejester]

HI HI HI

You should yell about the blorbo. I'd love to hear about some warriors HC's you have.

I also have a HC and I'd love to hear what you think about it.

I've always HC'ed Warriors as having an adoptive son/daughter. And I low-key see him as a princess dad. The man is totally dressing up for his daughter's tea parties in the castle with her best friend the queen.

Please yell about your blorbo, I want to hear about him. :DDDD

HI HI HI IVE BEEN GIVEN PERMISSION TO YELL AND YAP I SHALL!!!!

First of all: Yes absolutely. I headcanon Wars as on the ace spectrum, I don’t think that man is having biological children. I kinda see him as someone who would decide to NOT have children, because he doesn’t think it’d be fair of him to raise a child because he thinks he’s too mentally messed up for that (despite the fact that Time and Wind both turned out FINE), but one day he just ✨Acquires✨ a child and that’s just the end of it he’s a father now.

The specific headcanon I have for him regarding having kids is after the war, he does his best to help the areas of Hyrule that were just DESTROYED, and so many civilians lost their lives and orphanages were just overflowing, and he does his best to put money into those places to help out and he visits and tells the kids stories and makes sure they’re actually being treated well and helps them get families, and one day he just comes across this little girl who’s not counted for at any of the orphanages and her parents are gone, and he tries to get her set up in one but she’s just too attached to him and he’s got such a soft spot for kids he just adopts her because she was just so miserable there and kept begging the people at the orphanage to make him come back. And that’s his little girl now, she’s his princess he’d fight the entire war again in a heartbeat just for her. He absolutely dresses up for tea parties with her, he lets her do his hair and makeup, he’ll walk down the halls holding her hand while she skips and Zelda has never in her LIFE seen him so genuinely happy. He’s an absolutely WONDERFUL father, despite his own doubts in himself, and that little girl grows up with “Aunt Zel” and “Aunt Impa” teaching her how to kick ASS (plus Aunt Linkle, who’s her actual aunt being Link’s brother and all, and Linkle helps her befriend the cuckoos)

Other Wars headcanons I have!!:

- He has a significant amount of gray hair but you can’t see it because he bleaches and dyes his hair (I HC it’s naturally a very dark brown and also curly, but he straightens it)

- Writes his journals in his first language because it’s not a common one in Castle Town and it makes him feel better to know that if anyone DID get their hands on it, they’d at least be slowed down because they’d have to translate it

- His left hand shakes sometimes because of old injuries and overuse, and it’s not as strong as his right. Sometimes it’s hard for him to use his sword and shield because of it, so he’ll either use his sword with two hands for support or just use his fire rod

- He has quite a few scars on his face but he can either cover them COMPLETELY with makeup or make them look light enough to not be super jarring (depending on how deep the scars are)

- I HC he doesn’t like things up against his neck, so he’ll wear only tunics/shirts that are very low cut in the front and his scarf is pinned so securely in place that it is IMPOSSIBLE for him to be strangled with it unless the end was grabbed and THEN wrapped around his neck

- Not the world’s best cook. He can make comfort dishes from home his mom used to make for him, but not a whole lot of other things. He has memorized recipes and hasn’t tried too much with experimenting and making new ones

- High spice tolerance, but mentally he can’t handle it because it makes his tongue buzz and he’ll freak out and panic because he can’t tell if it’s spice or poison

- Autistic with lower support needs. He masks incredibly well but that doesn’t make him any less autistic and that doesn’t mean he still doesn’t struggle

[bugs1nmybrain]

Aizawa NSFW Headcanons

Minors Don’t Interact. If you’re under 18, take a walk!

Warnings: NSFW 18+, fem-reader, pretty vanilla, some of these headcanons aren’t exactly nsfw, daddy kink

Aizawa pretty much doms always. He can get a little lazy and will definitely let you ride on top of him or give him head, but he’s always the one that takes the lead

He can get rough at your request or if he’s pent up. He’s not like this always, though.

His pace isn’t slow though, it’s always at a beautiful rhythm and hits your g-spot perfectly

Aizawa lost his virginity in his early 20s. He lost it to a partner of a long-term relationship that he’s no longer in 

His dick is big. He’s about 6 and a half inches long and girthy. He wears those baggy sweatpants for a reason. 

He’s aware that he has that paternal vibe to him, and isn’t entirely against a daddy kink, but he doesn’t like overkill of it. It makes him feel uncomfortable if overused. 

This isn’t related to sex, but Aizawa occasionally smokes weed. It’s not everyday, but when he has time off he’ll smoke to ease stress and also loosen his muscles up. It also helps his PTSD

Actually, to make it about sex, sometimes Aizawa gets horny when he’s stoned

Has had sex in alleyways before, but he doesn’t like doing it that much. He did it more when he was younger, but he’s grown more domestic over the years.

Always uses a condom, unless you’re on some form of birth control or have an IUD

Even then though, he prefers to cum on your stomach or back because he doesn’t want to risk pregnancy

He may be open to kids at some point but it’ll be a while. He has plenty to take care of already, he needs adult time. 

He hasn’t had a large number of sexual partners. Maybe 5 people in total. 

Honestly, he’s not too interested in sex if he’s not in a relationship. He sees it as unimportant at best

He also doesn’t masturbate very often

He’s actually very vanilla, to be honest. He doesn’t have many fetishes or kinks. He does enjoy bondage (you receiving) and edging. Again, he’s not exactly against the daddy kink. 

Shouta can control his volume during sex, but if you tell him that you like hearing him make noise, he’ll let groans and deep breaths out

Isn’t circumcised

Doesn’t shave

Enjoys blowjobs a lot, but he knows that he’s big (he’s humble about it) and doesn’t expect you to choke yourself on his cock (unless you want to).

His favorite positions are pretty standard: cowgirl, missionary, doggy 

Aizawa isn’t picky about body types, but he’s a little bit of a chubby chaser. He loves ladies with full, curvy figures and soft tummies for him to sleep on.

He does like slim girls as well though!

Aizawa doesn’t identify with a label, but he’s probably demisexual and bi if he had to pick 

He’s pretty cuddly, actually

He’ll allow you to blabber to him when you wake up on a weekend morning and are resting in bed. But he’s probably not fully listening

Loves makeup sessions, but it’s SO hard to initiate them with him. He doesn’t initiate them, at least not in a flashy way. They’ll typically start from cuddling session.

Enjoys taking showers with you, whether they get sexual or not. Sometimes just feeling your skin pressed on his feels comforting and helps with bonding between you two. 

Shower sex sucks though because positions are weird

Especially if you’re short

He’s great at eating your pussy. He works sort of slowly but he knows how to get your blood flowing with just the right pressure from his lips and tongue.

Loves seeing you in cute clothes. Skirts and leggings and pumps are some of his favorites to see on you.

Doesn’t like schoolgirl-looking clothes, though. It makes him uncomfortable and reminds him of his students, which isn’t a nice thought.

Not exactly NSFW, but he feels so awkward saying “I love you”, because of course he loves you, but it feels forced at certain points.

It’s not often, but he does say it during moments where you’re bonding in a mundane environment. 

He loves spending time with you, but unfortunately, his two jobs get in between you two having an abundance of it. He tries to leave the weekends flexible because he does appreciate the time you spend together

He prefers stay-in dates doing pretty much anything you want to do. He’s open to activities, as long as it isn’t ridiculous or annoying. 

He can last a long time. Sometimes he can’t finish very fast, even. 

Isn’t incapable of dirty talk. He can be really teasy sometimes and knows the right things to say to make you feel horny.

[juliaia]

Rainy Nights in Hell's Kitchen

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Summary: You’ve been dating Matt for about a year—you always sleep better when you’re with him.

Pairing: Matt Murdock x gn!reader

Warnings: Swearing, nightmares, fluff, overuse of em-dashes.

A/N: This is super short and sweet, but I wanted to try writing for Matty. Totally feel free to request stuff if you enjoy, but I post fics at random whenever the urge strikes, so I’m not like an “official tumblr fanfic person” or whatever—but I sure am here!

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It was a dark and stormy night—and usually you wouldn’t mind that. The rain is pretty peaceful, and with the windows open you can catch the cool night air and the smell of petrichor on the breeze.

But today has been long and tiring, and lately you’ve been having really vivid, unpleasant nightmares.

You’ve kept them mostly to yourself, tying them to the general stress of day-to-day life and maybe a dash of unresolved trauma—but they’re just nightmares. They’re silly, and you are definitely not afraid to go to bed tonight in your own room in the dark, with the occasional, startling boom of loud thunder in the background.

The fact that you immediately answer a much too eager, “yes”, when Matt asks if you want to stay over at his apartment is totally unrelated.

So now, you’re sitting in the bathroom with Matt, getting ready for bed.

He looks so damn pretty in the slightly dim lighting. His face is cast in a soft glow, his bare chest is looking like a very warm, very comfortable pillow, his sweats are fitting him very nicely and making his butt look exceptionally cute—but to be fair, he always looks sinfully good. You’re pretty sure you could watch him just exist for hours on end.

You see a grin creep onto his face as he feels your eyes on him.

“You’re staring, sweetheart.” He says, pushing his hand through his hair as he turns towards you and holds out a hand. You take it, and he leans in to kiss your forehead.

“Just watching you. You’re pretty.” You say. His grin softens to something less mischievous and more fond and sweet, and he leans in again, this time planting a soft kiss on your lips.

“You’re prettier.” He murmurs—he’s got this shamelessly lovesick look on his face. You chuckle and roll your eyes.

“Says the blind man.” He gives your hand a playful squeeze.

“I can still tell you’re pretty—ready for bed?” He asks. You hesitantly nod.

“Uh, yeah, alright.” He raises an eyebrow.

“…You’re usually more enthusiastic about sleeping.” You sigh, the two of you walking over to settle into bed on top of the cool silk sheets.

“I’ve just been having weird, bad dreams.” You explain. Matt’s face goes all soft and sympathetic.

If there is one thing Matt is, it’s protective. Which is usually sweet, but occasionally overdramatic to the point of hilarity. For example—two weeks ago, you got a papercut while opening a package (one of those awful cardboard-paper-cuts), and the moment Matt heard you let out that little hiss of frustration and pain, he came rushing over to fuss over you, face painted with concern as he took your hand and frantically examined the wound. It’s especially funny considering how he insists you don’t need to worry about him when he shows up at 3 in the morning after patrol, bleeding from a stab wound in his side, or on the verge of passing out from a concussion.

So, you mention the nightmares, and Matt goes all soft, pulling you against his chest, holding you close, kissing the top of your head.

“Oh, angel, I’m sorry. Why didn’t you tell me?” He asks. You shrug.

“Eh, you’ve got other stuff on your plate—they’re just nightmares.” Matt shakes his head, nuzzling his face into your hair and inhaling deeply.

“They’re upsetting you, and ruining your sleep.” He murmurs, kissing the top of your head.

“Matty, babydoll—“ He cuts you off by pulling back and pressing his forehead against yours, his warm eyes unfocused and unseeing but somehow still so damn emotional.

“Sweetheart,” He says. “You always take care of me. Let me take care of you, please?”

Dammit—Matt and his stupid puppy dog eyes. That sweet soft sad look he gives you, the pleading, pouty face, his pretty pink lips and big dumb wet eyes. You relent, sighing in defeat, and he grins, pulling you into his arms, kissing your cheek, and dragging you to bed, laying down with you.

“I’m here, okay?” He murmurs, kissing the top of your head. You grumble, folding yourself into his arms, smushing up against his chest. He rubs your back, holding you close. “Nothing gets to ruin your sleep except for me.��� He says. You snort, giving his bicep a squeeze–oh those wonderful thick arms of his.

“Dork.” He pulls you over, tucking you against his chest for a cuddle. He nuzzles his face against the top of your head.

“I’m here. I’m not gonna let anything happen to you. No nightmares.” He says. You smile, hand finding his, fingers lacing through his own.

“I don’t know if you have any control over what I dream about, but I appreciate it anyway.” You say. Matt yawns softly, kissing your temple.

“I’m just gonna hold you so tight the nightmares won’t be able to get you.” He loves having you so close, loves being able to protect you and cuddle up with you to sleep. He presses his nose and mouth into the crook of your neck, letting out a happy growl. You reach back to ruffle his hair.

“Thanks, Matty.” You murmur. He nods, kissing your cheek.

Curled up in his arms, you fall asleep easier. The rain falls outside, soft pitter patters on the window panes as Matt’s steady breathing lulls you to sleep.

When you wake up at two in the morning, hands gripping the sheets, Matt wakes up with you, pulling you closer and kissing your temple, hands coming up to rub your shoulders.

“Hey angel, you’re okay. I’m here.” You push yourself further into his arms, body shaking slightly as you wrap your arms around his arm, holding it against your chest. “I’m here.” He rubs your chest, hand drawing soothing circles against you. “What can I do to help, hm?”

You just push yourself closer to him, and he settles you into his lap, shushing you gently and kissing the top of your head. He holds you tightly, hand gently rubbing over your racing heart in a gesture he hopes is grounding and comforting.

You tuck your face against his warm neck, inhaling the scent of him, pressing a soft kiss to his skin. He chuckles, hand coming to cup your cheek, his face tilting down and his nose nudging against yours. You wrap your arms around him, too tired and shaken up to be embarrassed about seeking him out for comfort. He cuddles you against him, laying back with you against his chest.

You’re quickly lulled back to sleep by the soothing sounds of his breathing and heartbeat, and after that, you sleep solidly through the night without any issues. Matt’s warm arms wrapped around you, blankets cozy and soft, the rain and thunder outside becoming gentle background noise.

In the morning, Matt wakes you up with a few soft kisses on the temple, stirring you to consciousness, drawing a little grumble from you. He chuckles, rubbing your back gently.

“Sorry sweetheart, I couldn’t resist.” He pecks you on the lips. You hide your face against his chest, trying to block out the light from the window. He kisses the top of your head, throwing his leg over your hip to pull you closer. He’s so warm, and he smells so good, and he’s cuddling you close like you’re the most precious thing in the world. “Did you sleep okay? Aside from the bad dreams?” He asks, hand resting on your back. You nuzzle your face against the crook of his arm. You did sleep okay, you felt safe and warm in his arms, held close in his arms.

“Mhm. Slept better with you.” You say. Matt grins, face flushing as he snuggles you closer, squishing you against him.

“You should stay over more often. Move in with me, so I can keep you safe from all the nightmares.” He says, fingers brushing through your hair. You smile softly.

“…Shit, are you asking me to move in with you?” You ask. Matt kisses your forehead.

“Depends…would you say yes if I was?” You chuckle.

“Yes, yes I would.” Matt smiles, nuzzling his nose into your hair.

“Then yes, yes I am asking you to move in with me.”

“And I’m saying yes.”

[bringthekaos]

Listen

I know that "doomed by the narrative" has been so overused that is now a meme but honestly? How terrifying, how sad, that the moment you see them both together you already know how it's going to end. The final step of their journey is already written, it has been for kver a decade now. When Viktor saves Jayce's life, when he encourages him to pursue his dreams, and Jayce looks back at him with nothing but pure awe, and yet you, the audience know that they will end up hurting each other so badly, that everything will go up in flames, that they are destined to hate

The narrative is already set. We are just here for the journey.

🙃

Ughhhhhhh I guess my only hope is that they can maybe change it a little? Or maybe get through the really contentious divorce era, they go at each other’s throats all season, and come out at the end with… not reconciliation, I think that’s too much to hope for, but… mutual understanding? Like… they can’t be lovers friends again, they’ll never be close like they were, but maybe there’s a respect there? A lot of the League lore suggests that Jayce is very remorseful over what happened, and would leap at the opportunity to make amends. I always go back to the interaction in Jayce’s LoR story. He was just so ready to end the fight between them. And Arcane has certainly softened the image of Jayce (I know that’s so that he can be hardened by his life experiences, but… the writers have a daunting task ahead of turning this sweet, non-confrontational person into a stuck-up asshole), so my hope is that they lean on that softer image and maybe get to a point where he and Viktor can coexist semi-peacefully? And this is totally not at all spurred by my need to have something to work with fanfic-wise 🫣

Really as long as they’re both alive at the end of the season, I’m good. I will smush them together regardless. My one fear is that Viktor falls victim to the old “redemption by death” trope. The Kylo Renification, if you will.

Redemption by death is such a cheap cop-out, and I am so fucking sick of it. If you’re going to redeem a “villain,” don’t be lazy. Leave them alive to make amends, let them face the consequences and work through them. It can be done. Zuko from Avatar. The Digimon Emperor from Digimon. (don’t judge me, I am a Olde™). Loki.

Idk, I’m just keeping my fingers crossed that they tweak the JayVik narrative doom a little.🤞

[1-800-writersblock]

shinsou hitoshi with a golden retriever gf 🙏🏽 also i lob u s much 😞

Book Title: Shinso x Golden Retriever!Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Book Format: headcanons

Summary: see request!

Prompt Used: none

Content Warnings: shinso is barely in this but I needed to get something out, you/your mainly used to reference reader, fem!reader, I gave reader an honestly pretty neat quirk, not canon compliant, I turned a couple points in the show into things for Shinso and reader instead of Izuku and whoever else, Shinso’s leg is hurt for a bit, reader has parents that support her but they’re barely talked about

Author’s Notes: huhuhuu I lob u too🥹 why’d u have to move SAUR FAR for stupid college😒 n e way, FIRST OFFICIAL FIC-ADJACENT THING ON THE NEW ACCOUNT WOOHOO‼️ Brought to you by none other than my totally legit wife irl. This is probably (definitely) gonna suck, especially since I’ve never written for Shinso but eh whatever. I’ll probably have to make a part 2 at some point because as far as I’ve gotten, he’s kinda barely in it BUT ENJOY IT ANYWAY

I’ll be so fr rn, most of what I know about Shinso is very fanon🧍

but that’s totally fine

still love mah boy

anyway, if anyone knows anything about me then they know grumpy x sunshine and any adjacent tropes is one of my favorites

Shinso and his golden retriever gf are the prime example of this

BRO IMAGINE A MIDAS TOUCH TYPE QUIRK

Like if you activate your quirk and touch someone with your hands, they basically freeze in time instantly and turn to gold. Then if you touch them a second time with your quirk activated they unfreeze. A drawback could be like if you start to overuse your quirk, your fingertips turn to gold and the longer you overuse the farther up your arms the good freezes you then you have to wait for it to creep back down.

So I like to think that you two met during the entrance exam, but not the fighting part, the written part

(We’re switching the order of the tests for plot purposes)

It was just after the written part had finished and the two of you were sat down next to each other

Lets say you didn’t do the best and kept turning your pencil to gold for a bit by accident, so you barely even managed to finish

So you’re grumbling to yourself as yall are all sitting there waiting for the tests to be collected and yall to be dismissed

He probably didn’t think it was that hard, so you grumbling is making him raise an eyebrow

He hears you muttering about your “stupid quirk” and he feels the need to ask you what you mean🤭😏

So you explain to him what went on and he decides to try and ease your worries a bit.

“This isn’t the biggest part of the test, so… don’t stress out over it too much. It’s the physical test you’ve got to worry about. From what you say about your quirk, you’re bound to get in.”

This gets a lil smile out of you so you thank him and introduce yourself. He pretends to reluctantly give you his name, not wanting to seem too eager or smt idk

You basically talk his ear off the whole time yall are waiting to be dismissed and he just sits there and like. listens to every word

not even consciously, he just genuinely takes in every word you say

yapper (future) gf 🤝 listener (future) bf

Finally yall are dismissed and as you walk away, you turn back to him and give him a smile that he swears would’ve burned his corneas had yall been in the sun.

“Good luck on the physical exam, Shinso! I better see you in UA when I make it, too!”

He would take this to his GRAVE but his heart fluttered a bit

He nodded and gave an awkward and small smile back, wishing you luck quietly too before you practically skip off

Speaking of skip, jumping to the physical exam

You’re assigned to the same training ground as Shinso, and when you spot him in the waiting group you immediately get to his side and start yappin as per usual

”Oh my gosh! Shinso, you’re in this group too? That’s so cool! Maybe I’ll get to see your quirk in use! I hope my quirk doesn’t end up hurting someone somehow-” yappayappayappa

It’s finally time for yall to start and you don’t get to see him during the test

You’re doing pretty good, getting the bots into spots that they’ll tip over and break once you turn them to gold, but it’s nothing compared to some people

You start to get a bit nervous as you run around and find everyone else fighting bots but none are left for you to take down

That’s when the 0 point robot is released

Its insanely huge, and everyone else starts running away from it

You start to as well but that’s when you see Shinso hurt and in the robot’s way

At this point, you’ve already done enough at once to get your fingers gold up to the second knuckle so they can barely bend

You can’t just sit there and watch as he’s crushed by the robot so of course like the hero you’re going to be, you run forward and start to try and get one of his arms over your shoulder - which is a LOT harder than you might think it is without full articulation of your fingers

of course he’s over here like ⁉️⁉️⁉️ confused as to why you’re choosing to save him instead of just getting yourself to safety

Still, he takes the help and stands as best as he can on one leg with most of his weight on your shoulder

You help him get away as fast as the two of you can but the robot is faster

However, just before the robot gets too close to the two of you, the signal for the end of the test sounds and the robot freezes in place

Perfect timing too, because immediately after, the two of you don’t have enough strength to keep yourselves upright and you two fall side by side

Skip forward a little more again, probably a couple weeks later

You feel like you didn’t get enough points in the practical exam to get into UA, so when the letter finally comes to tell you whether or not you got in, you don’t have high hopes

you take out the small gadget, setting in on the living room table as you sit on the couch with your parents anxiously watching behind you

That’s when you’re surprised to see ALL MIGHT of all people announcing your rejection or acceptation

He tells you that your writing scores were just enough to pass that part of the exam, but you didn’t quite get enough points from bringing down robots to pass

Your heart and head drop as he tells you that and your parents start to console you, until he continues

“You may not have gotten quite enough points to pass the exam based on defeating robots. However-”

Your head shoots back up at that

“defeating robots wasn’t the only thing the judges were looking for. Rescue points were also involved.” The clip switches from All Might’s ever-smiling face to a recording from the exam ground. It shows everyone else start to run away, but zooms in on you running back to save Shinso. “This feat of bravery and pure heroism was enough to boost your scores up to passing, and exceeds many others who chose to ignore everyone else while defeating the robots.”

You start to get emotional as he continues once more.

“Congratulations, dear student. You are officially accepted into UA and will join other students in Class 1-A, the hero course! Go beyond Plus Ultra!”

As the hologram ends, the three of you sit in stunned silence before excitement overtakes you all and you celebrate your acceptance.

Your mind starts to drift towards Shinso. You barely saw him during the test, so you don’t even know how many points he got You really hope you get to see him in UA…

Skipping forward again, it’s the first day of the school year and you stand outside the door to your classroom

it already sounds like chaos as you walk in, but you see a lot of very impressive looking students in your class

One has motors in his legs, one has several arms, one is very very pink, etc

But you’re slightly disappointed as you look around and fail to see Shinso among the students. You feel a sinking feeling in your stomach, worried that he might not have gotten into UA at all.

But that feeling is squashed after the first few classes of the day are over, and it’s time for lunch!

When you walk in to the lunchroom talking to the very pink student — Mina, you’ve learned — you spot a messy head of purple hair sitting a table of students but looking disinterested

You tell Mina you’ll see her later as you make your way over to Shinso, smiling happily as you greet him…

Librarian’s Footnote: IT TOLD ME I RAN OUT OF SPACE FOR TEXT IN THE BLOCK??? It wouldn’t let me save my draft so I have to cut this short until I can figure this stuff out :( I’ll make a part two eventually! I’m sorry he’s barely in this 😭

[dailyanarchistposts]

I

“Today we are still preoccupied with creating gardens.Why? To not suffer from hunger. Because having rice, beans, fava beans, maize, peanut — then one can survive.” — Renato, of the Canela community[1]

“The development of what we know as agriculture was not an overnight phenomenon, but rather a several thousand year-long project. In some places in the world, the earliest stages of cultivation were never surpassed, and remain sustainable today. In many more places, the pressures of the global economy have corrupted these practices just in this last century. But in most of the world today, we are witnessing the full-blown colonization of native foodways, and a nearly complete dependence on western industrial practices. To trace this “biodevestation” directly back to cultivation itself, is to ignore the history of conquest and land displacement that pushed the food systems of subsistence cultures to the brink, where they now teeter on the edge of extinction.” — Witch Hazel, Against agriculture & in defense of cultivation

Situated in dense forests and savanna of the Brazilian state of Maranhão lives the indigenous Canela people. In the past they lived from hunting, gathering and gardening but starting from 200 years ago as they were pushed from their traditional territory as settler farmers occupied the land bit by bit. The lush forests are being replaced by industrial eucalyptus and soy plantations, and cattle ranches. They now inhabit an area 5 to 10 percent of their original territory. Traditionally the Canela travelled from place to place as the seasons changed but now adopt a more sedentary lifestyle living in bigger permanent villages. Although the Canela still depend on hunting and foraging they don’t have access to a big enough land base to cover all their needs so they increasingly depend on gardening to meet their needs.

For the Canela gardening is not just to meet their subsistence needs but also a means of resistance against being assimilated into the structures, networks, dependency and the institutional inequality of the Brazilian state, religious institutions, and multinational corporations who are constantly trying to infringe and occupy the Canela’s home.

Other threats to the Canelas way of life are from the environmental effects from the industrialized agriculture of soy and eucalyptus production that causes water depletion which exacerbates drought and soil erosion. The overuse of fertilizers and agrochemicals annihilates plant biodiversity and pollutes the local rivers and waterways with high levels of nitrogen and phosphorus which in turn causes algal blooms which can produce toxins that are harmful to animals and cause dead zones from the reduction of oxygen in the water starving fish and plants. So any flora or fauna living near a eucalyptus or soy plantation is at risk.

The Canela’s subsistence gardening approach is totally different from monocrop agriculture. They work with nature using a conscious ecological and more biodiverse method.Typically in agriculture only a small variety of cash crops are grown in large fields covering acres upon acres of land where in the Amazon large sections of jungle are destroyed. For the Canela gardners instead of being dependent on a small variety of cash crops they cultivate over 300 varieties of plants to meet their subsistence needs. Instead of using destructive hellish machines like bulldozers, ploughs, and combine harvesters they use a slash and burn method to clear small patches just enough for them to use and their tools consist of a digging stick and woven baskets. They only use the same garden for two years and then not use the same area for at least eight years to allow the forest to regrow and return fertility to the soil.

The Canela’s vast knowledge of plants helps them determine which ones make good companions that will help each other grow, which ones are natural repellents to predatory insects that will attack the plants, and which plants to grow which will attract beneficial insects such as pollinizers. And likewise their vast knowledge of soil helps them to consciously plant to suit the 10 different soil groups in their area which will help prevent soil erosion, nutrients depletion, and combat against other harmful effects that are typical of agriculture. Their focus is for caring for the well-being of local biodiversity and the nonhuman inhabitants.

The Canel don’t see themselves as farmers but parents looking after their plant kin viewing their saved seeds and cuttings as their babies and their growing crops as their infants, genuinely loving them in the same way as if they were their human children caring for the plants as the plants care for them. They view the environment as consisting of human and nonhuman “selves”, and gardening as caretaking for themselves and their plant and human families.

[freakymcnastys]

“meet the grahams” - a mha book - headcannons!!

general headcannons:

sero and bakugou are hispanic 🤷‍♀️ sorry yall i don’t make the rules

sero specifically is puerto rican (on his dads side)

bakugou is dominaican, on his moms side because that is a dominican mom if i’ve ever seen one 😭

i can totally see those two getting into it during hangouts because sero called him a pendejo (stupid) and they’re just yelling at each other in spanish💀💀

tokoyami is a hardcore mistki lover and his favorite is the puberty album (i bet on losing dogs is his anthem 💔💔)

1A does friday night karaoke

mina and tokoyami singing “bring me to life” by evanescence-

ok hear me out… bakugou SECRETLY likes mitski (“i want you” and “class of 2013”)

every other friday night sero and denki take editables (provided by sato in 1B) and go to the aquarium

class 1A has a secret tiktok account

junko and chiaki stream fortnite sometimes

aizawa recommended that they do weekly bonding things so every week 1A gathers in the common room and they play boardgames or cook or watch something

uraraka and tsu are the biggest bakers known to mankind!! like they skip activities to bake cakes and cookies for everyone

1A has a minecraft server but junko and sero got banned for being too freaky :(

hawks x dabi is cannon in this because it’s my (kats) roman empire so be excited for the juicy drama

junko’s headcannons:

enji has def said to junko that shoto should’ve eaten her in the womb ☺️

“i know it’s over” by the smiths is so sero x junko core <33

whenever junko was on her period she literally REFUSES to get up for day 1 and makes sero or shoto go to the convence store to buy her like snacks and stuff

she’s actually really good at 21 (card game)

plays on sero’s ps5 (tlou2 and sims4)

her pfp on twitter is a pic of endeavor with a red cross over it (🚫) and the name is “dni endeavor”

hangs out with natsuo more than the rest of her siblings

her and shoto have to fight the twin telepathy allegations ☹️

wasn’t sure what sero meant by “netflix and chill” until he sat her down to have the whole birds and the bees talk 💀

chiaki’s headcannons:

has a picture with metallica (she was like a toddler)

toshinori has camcorder footage of her when she was younger running around in UA and it’s tucked in a box somewhere

“duvet” by bôa is literally bakugou x chiaki :)

chiaki's favorite game is resident evil and her king is leon kennedy

her devil (which is apart of her quirk) is always present behind her but only when she takes her eyepatch off does it actually do anything other than loom behind her LOL

the biggest drawback of deal with the devil (her quirk) is that every time she overuses her quirk it takes a year off her life starting at 100...and bakugo doesn't know this until someone says something

not to make her an mc...but she didn't take the regular entrance exam cause her quirk is so powerful so when she gets there everyone is like "who tf is this weirdo" and yeah she's so mysterious

she's an academic weapon but you would never know cause all the time she's playing video games.

She loves having really colorful braids and she loves putting them in fun lil hairstyles :3 she usually lets denki pick because he thinks her hair is so cool

whenever she had to take her hair down/out of braids she invites the bakusquad to help but only katsuki, mina and sero are allowed to since denki and kirishima aren’t allowed to use scissors 💔

- love always, kat + devina <3

[pumpkin-parade]

I love TMA and TMAGP’s writing. I do. The parts of this episode with Gwen and Lena, as well as with the rest of the gang, were just as well written as any other part of it. But to be honest this was probably the worst-written statement/incident report in either podcast. The concept is great, and it’s not a reflection on Newall’s writing skills because it just comes from one trap, and a very easy trap to fall into - that is to say the godawful use of slang. I imagine it’s like someone versed in Shakespeare listening to someone try to speak Shakespearean English but having no idea how any of the conventions actually work so just throwing thys and thous everywhere. Slang does not work like that - the problem is, they replaced every single word with its “gen z slang” equivalent. This makes the monologue seem unnatural; in addition to this people don’t use EVERY slang term present at one time period. By having her do so it seemed more like bad parody.

Look, one fluke isn’t a reflection on an incredible podcast. The writing for everything else was amazing. It can just totally scupper a character’s speech when you overuse something like slang because by making them into a stereotype they lose what is so masterfully executed in every other character - the sense that they are a real person.