you see price sitting like this when you walk into a room post mission- and you know exactly what it is he needs.
he's licking at you and holding your thighs open with his rough palms- and you can't take it. his calluses and his beard and the fabric of his sleeves are rubbing at your legs just right- but not enough for you to lose focus on his hot tongue rubbing on you and in you and you've never been wetter in your LIFE.
his only problem? you're still moving too much. he can't reach where he wants to inside of you because you keep wiggling out of his way. his hands want to touch you everywhere- not just hold your thighs still. this is when he begins to squeeze at you everywhere, and tell you to rest your thighs on his shoulders.
"b-but price- hhnngh ohmygod- i c-can't. they're too big. thighs are too big"
you whine at the loss of contact, but then you look down and see him staring at you with massive pupils and a wet face. "lovie- my shoulders are broad for a reason. rest your thighs on em and i swear they'll have enough room"
and you listen, and you're crushing his ears with your thighs, and he's never been happier. the next time you look down? he's rutting into the mattress and you see his hips stutter when he groans into you and your vision goes white
(@chamomiletealeaf and i had SUCH A HORNY discussion about this and she told me to post it so here i am- and also omg photo creds to her. we've gotta reign it in lmfao)
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I need people who write fic with Kabru but don't have PTSD themselves to know that PTSD often gets worse once you're safe. When you're no longer in survival mode, that's when your brain really gets to lean in to the crazy. He is not cured just because he's no longer re-traumatizing himself as a career or because he's had one specific trigger removed from his life. The flashbacks are going to continue and the nightmares and insomnia are going to continue and the need to please is going to continue and he's absolutely going to transfer his "I have to do this or everyone will die" anxiety from sealing the dungeon to helping to run a new country in a precarious position. Real ones know he's seeing The Hallway Monster at night.
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Out of curiosity why do you bow before eating?
"It's a sign of respect."
"When I kill to eat, I know I am taking a life. I do it out of necessity. The creature's life moves to me so that I can survive and prosper. With this gesture, I pay tribute to its sacrifice."
"The bow is also to acknowledge the work of a person who brought the food, to feed me and the others. You're not pressured to do that, but even if the meal isn't to your liking, you would still recognize the effort. Our colony was small, with Hunter as the only adult, so any food brought back was celebrated."
"In my later cycles, the ability to craft explosive spears became incredibly useful for hunting and self-defense. I had a natural advantage, but it was to be exercised with caution."
"Truth is, I can do a lot of damage with my «powers». It's a big, alienating responsibility. And it was an issue in my younger cycles when I couldn't control it well - sometimes people around me would get hurt, but despite that, I was shown kindness and given guidance by my mentor. My adoptive family did not treat me like a freak, and it mattered a lot to me. It still does."
"I feel no need for bloodlust. I am content with my life… for the most part. Whatever grievances I may have, I know it's bad to take it out on others. For the temporary relief it gives, you realize it really is not worth it. To kill for sport, it makes my stomach turn - a sad waste of life. Just because I can, doesn't mean I should. Cruel thoughts are the domain of a scared animal. I don't want to live in suffering because of such fear, and most of all I don't want my family to think less of me. Does that make sense? I wouldn’t want to disappoint them, or lose their trust…"
"When I hunt for food, I often think of what my mentor would say. Those thoughts guide my spears, the memories remind me to be kind in the face of the vast, indifferent world. Most of the creatures out there have it considerably worse than me, trying to survive nature day by day. I've been blessed with a mark, I know things that a typical slugcat would never need in their life. I don't think I can ever go back - knowledge, like my «powers», are both a blessing and a curse. And, dare I say, I think it is better that I have those powers… for I know, at the very least, that I trust myself to use them wisely."
"The bow is a sign of respect, and a gentle reminder of the things that I stand for."
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to celebrate my excitement about everything related to fnaf as of late i have made fnaf 1 AND fnaf 3 autism image; two thrilling additions to my fnaf 2 autism 2 image from last year (which i have added for continuitys sake)
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"I think that's a red flag,
I don't want to get stabbed"
And then I thought about KC's tinder dates. This is how they go I assume. Before they realize he's such a catch.
Server approved! For marriage.
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Lets skip the bus, and just walk so we can spend more time together.
i know its not so easy for you right now, nothing is, I guess.
But I can help you carry the load, and we'll get there eventually.
And even if we don't, well, thats ok. Walking beside you in the early morning light is what mattered to me anyway.
Sully and Caro are from my webcomic Mil-Liminal.
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