js finnick odair 110% has a slight praise kink if he ever bottoms, even if it's super rare it still happens
his partner just straddling his lap and making him feel good especially with calling him big/strong/etc..
MHMMMMM
as you mentioned, it's rare that finnick really bottoms, if you traditionally associate bottoming with being submissive. there are many times where you're riding him, working yourself to an orgasm, but finnick still has the reigns. you're the one in control, but you're asking him for permission, speaking to him as if he has power over you.
there are only a handful of times where finnick surrenders control to you. moments where he lays back, situates you on his lap, and lets his entire body relax for you.
this is when you slip into the person you've always been; the person that loves and adores finnick odair.
you kiss all over him, over the scars and freckles and tan lines that he has. you whisper little praises into his skin, just sweet whispers that you say to him everyday. "love you so much, finn. don't know where i would be without you. you're my everything."
then, you switch. you have him bare beneath you, you sit in an equal state above him. a hand wrapped around his cock, the other stroking the soft skin at his hip. he's letting you tease him, even when you both know that he could easily flip you over and get what he wants. you marvel at the sight, a smile on your lips.
"you're being so good for me, baby," a kiss given to the center of his abs. "we both know you could overpower me," a kiss right above his belly button, "so big and so strong," a kiss right below it, "but you're laying there, so still, letting me do what i want to you," a kiss to the space above his cock.
"jesus, fuck," he swears above you under his breath, but still loud enough for your ears to pick up on the exasperated expletive.
"y'want something, finn?" you ask teasingly, now kissing the base of his cock while your hand leisurely strokes him.
his head shakes and he squeezes his eyes shut. "no, 'm okay, sweetheart."
you give an experimental lick from the bottom of finnick's dick, all the way up to the tip, where you kiss the leaking head.
"good boy."
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yesterday I went to a little meeting at my local queer community center and I was admiring their bookshelves and mentioned that I work at the public library and someone said "well I bet they don't have any [LGBTQ+ books] at our library" and I was like um. yes we do. we have tons of them. half of our employees are queer leftists so they said "oh well I bet they don't in [nearby rural county]" and I was like uh once again yes they absolutely do. gay people live and work there as well
so here's a quick reminder that if you don't think your local library has enough queer centered materials you should actually check before assuming, and if you're not satisfied with their collection you should submit a request for more such books. I don't know what the political landscape of libraries looks like outside the us rn, but within the us no matter where you are, I promise you there are employees at your library fighting for inclusion and intellectual freedom and they can't win without vocal public support
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the way that one line from the new epilogue in an astarion romance is going to HAUNT me
just. what a profoundly intense thing to confess to someone.
like, just these six months of newfound happiness with you exerts a force on his heart equal and in direct opposition to two centuries of endless torment, the gnawing hunger and exploitation. this flashbulb-bright fraction of his long life holds the same gravity to him as years upon years of darkness and suffering.
in all likelihood, he hasn’t even known his lover for as long as his worst memory lasted, that year sealed away to go mad from starvation and sensory deprivation, yet he still tells them this brief time has been so fundamentally and powerfully important that the weight of even that unimaginable hell is vanishingly small compared to this present he has now and the future ahead of them both.
how am i supposed to act normal about this.
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how will the world ever recover from the "it's possible to legally kill a child" and "legally-killed children" article from The Atlantic? that we're at a level where someone can write these words and publish them?
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satyrs serve as demigod protectors, of which their job is to provide safe passage to camp half-blood. which could very well mean that every camper is at least aware of the 'consensus' song!! i really hope the shows takes the opportunity to make it an ongoing joke throughout the series. just anytime anyone refers to a disagreement, a nearby camper will start clapping and singing off-key lmao
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A Persuasive Argument - dpxdc
"Great!" Danny says, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. The dinner table falls silent as everyone looks towards him. It's a full house today and, honestly, Danny's a little nervous. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I gathered you here today."
"It's dinnertime. In our house." Duke mutters, while doing a very bad job of concealing his yawn. He holds his fork poised over the braised beef, but, just like everyone else, still looks towards Danny before tucking in. It's intriguing enough to wait.
"Yeah, no one misses Alfie's dinner." Dick says, with a brilliant smile that Danny can't help but return.
"Precisely! What better time to talk to you all than when you're all actually here!"
"Wait, I thought you came round to work on our English essays?" Tim asks, blinking owlishly.
"I'm afraid I've lured you here under false pretences, Tim."
"This is where I live."
"I would still really appreciate help on that essay though, I mean, what the hell is Hamlet even about? I just don't get that old time-y language, like 'Hark! A ghost hath killed me!' - absolute rubbish, what does that even mean?"
"The ghost never kills anyone in Hamlet, he's there to tell Hamlet that he was murdered. Have you actually read it?"
"No, but it sounds like you have. Tim, I want this guy to help me with my essay instead. I know for a fact that you haven't read Hamlet, either."
"So? We don't need Jason, I've read the Sparknotes."
"Hi Jason, I'm Danny, pleasure to meet you, summarise Hamlet in three sentences or less."
"Am I auditioning to help you write your essays? I can't believe you’ve gone through your whole school life without reading it, it’s good!"
"Hamlet, along with a number of other classics, was banned in our house because it portrayed ghosts as intelligent and sympathetic beings rather than evil, animalistic beasts. I didn’t even get to see The Muppet's Christmas Carol until last year with Tim! It was surprisingly good, and I hate Christmas because everyone always argued and it sucked. But we're getting off topic. I—"
"No, no, please go back to that, because what the fu—"
"Boys, please." Bruce interrupts, looking to the world as if he wants to hang his head in his hands. "Danny, you were about to say something?"
"Oh, yeah, Mr. Wayne! Thanks!"
"Please, call me Bruce."
"Well, that very succinctly brings me to my point, because I'd actually really like to call you dad."
Nobody says a word. Nobody even blinks, all as shocked as the other, watching open-mouthed as Danny pulls his laptop out from beside his chair. Bruce can definitely feel a headache coming on.
"Before you say anything, I've prepared a 69 slide PowerPoint presentation on why you, Bruce Wayne, should adopt me, Danny Last-Name-Pending. Please save your questions, comments, and verdict until the end, thank you."
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“bro I know we’re saying hateful shit about jewish people but i promise it’s justified this time bro. Yeah i know I said the same thing about the well poisoning and the death of jesus and all the other stuff but I promise it’s actually for a righteous cause this time bro. Just one more outbreak of antisemitic violence and everything will work out bro i promise it’s for real this time bro you can trust me”
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no i dont think u guys understand. they DANCED TOGETHER. AZIRAPHALE HELD CROWLEY AROUND THE WAIST WHEN SHE WAS DRUNK. CROWLEY LET AZIRAPHALE DRIVE HIS CAR. "if anything happens to aziraphale because of you i will–". CROWLEY FOLLOWED HIM AROUND FOR A WHOLE ENTIRE EP. CROWLEY'S IDEAL ROMANTIC SITUATION IS TO GET CAUGHT IN THE RAIN AND SHELTER TOGETHER!!!!! "OUR BOOKSHOP". "YOU'RE GORGEOUS" –> AZIRAPHALE THINKING CROWLEY WAS TALKING ABOUT HIM. "RESCUING ME MAKES HIM SO HAPPY" !!! U JUST DONT GET IT.
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