#disclaimer!!!

[takamikeiigos]

Fucking Keigo So Good that his personality suddenly does a complete 180, and rather than being the cocky(ehe) little shit™.

He's now a sobbing, blabbering mess underneath you, Head Down, Ass Up~

He should've known not to piss you off, but after the first three times he denied your release, you gave tf up and took over.

Oh, how the turn tables😳

anon i-

i will bust a whole ass nut just thinking about this..

pretty bird, thinking he can push you toward the finish line over and over and over again without letting you cum

he isn't expecting your annoyed, harsh tug to his wings that has him nearly collapsing on top of you, his face buried in your shoulder as he whines; a broken, needy sound as he gasps for air

such a pretty sound coming from him. you swear you could get off just from the noises he makes.

you squeeze again, gentle this time, and keigo keens against you, pliant under your touch. you take the advantage and flip your positions, and he's lying on his back, flushed and daze underneath you with his wings spread wide

submissive..

"pretty boy.. trying so hard to act tough," you sigh, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to his forehead. he groans beneath you, with your hand still tucked firmly in one of his wings, lips parted and cheeks flushed in such a wanton expression.

"but don't worry, love-bird," you brush golden strands of hair from his forehead, caressing his cheek in your hand. "i'm going to take such good care of you."

climbing off of him, you reach over to the nightstand beside your bed, where you obtain a bottle of lubricant from the drawer. when you turn back to him, he's finally gathering his wits, sitting up and staring at you with innocently wide eyes - pretty pink blush spreading down his chest and his wings disheveled

"fuck me," he breathes, and you just smile at him

"oh, sweetheart.. that's the plan."

you see the breath leave his lungs, a full body shiver as his wings rustle behind him, and without being told any further, he rolls over onto his front. he moves slow as he shifts his hips up - as if putting on a show - shoulder and back muscles flexing as he presses his chest to the mattress with his ass in the air. his cock is thick and full between his legs, the tip of it dragging over the bed sheet and staining it with precum

you climb behind him, satisfied with his obedience, and lean forward to press a gentle kiss to the small of his back. his hips twitch in anticipation.

"so good for me," you murmur against his skin, uncapping the bottle of lube. you squeeze some into your hand, rubbing it between your fingers before reaching under him.

the first initial touch of your fingers against his cock is feather light, and he moans sweetly into the pillows, hips stuttering as he tries to stop himself from thrusting against you. his cock twitches between his legs as you trace your fingers up his shaft, stopping at the tip to message gentle circles into the slit.

"f-fuck, baby, please," keigo begs, grasping at the sheets beneath himself while you tease the swollen head of his cock. "'s killin' me, need you to - f-fuuuck,"

you manage to slip a lubed finger into him while he pleads, gliding it in excruciatingly slow, and he sinks his chest further into the sheets as he arches against your touch, choking on a moan

it doesn't take long to turn him into a gooey, pleading mess, his moans and needy sobs echoing off your bedroom walls while you're three fingers deep in him and stroking his cock. he's thrusting back onto your fingers and forward into your hand, a drooling mess as he begs you to let him cum. it's such a beautiful sight, watching him fall apart in your hands, desperate and needy.

"please, please, please," he cries, gasping for breath. his cock is twitching in your hand as you stroke it languidly, fingers brushing the time every few passes to spread his precum

"it's okay, i won't deny you, songbird," you whisper as you lean into him. you press gentle kisses between his shoulder blades, and when you nip at the joint of his wings, he whimpers into the pillows. "not with those beautiful noises you keep making for me."

you run your tongue along the joint of one of his wings and he cums; hard, spasming against you as you continue to thrust your fingers into him and stroke him through it

he's an absolute mess, with tear-stained cheeks and whole body flushed, and you couldn't be happier with what you've created

[lesbianrustcohle]

wow! i just did something amazing with my mom. she's visiting and something triggered memories that made me feel really young (about 4 and about 8). instead of pushing aside those feelings, i asked my mom if she could talk to me as if i was a child and tell me the things i had needed to hear back then. i could feel myself really emotionally revert and it was maybe the most vulnerable i've ever been with her as an adult. she's trustworthy though and so i think we really processed that trauma together (with adult me gently guiding the conversation here and there). it's too personal for me to share the details but i feel much lighter. i think this will represent a permanent change for me

[markrothkono61]

Dashboard bell melodies!

We Three Kings

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Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

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 Ding Dong Merrily on High

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O Come O Come Emmanuel

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[doyouknowthisdragartist]

"what's the appeal of drag kings" because women are my favorite guy next question

[moncuries]

guess what i watched on new years (a redraw kind of)

[cemeterything]

will never understand the misogynistic inclination to pigeonhole every female character into the "exasperated sensible mom friend" role as if there's anything better than a woman so devoid of maternal instincts that she makes wire mother look soft. woman who rolls over and walks out onto the balcony to smoke a post-coital cigarette alone and leaves without a note or any kind of acknowledgement after sleeping with you because she can't stand the vulnerability of sleeping next to someone, or waking up beside them the following morning. woman whose idea of relaxing is abusing substances alone in a dark corner somewhere, and snarling and snapping at anyone who approaches her, regardless of intent. woman so emotionally unavailable she fails or refuses to notice that her lame ass partner is trying to push the divorce papers until they've taken the kids and left a heartfelt but scathing note pinned to the fridge. woman with more vices than genuine friends. woman whose expression stays blank and arms remain limply at her sides when you wrap her up in yours for a hug. woman without a gentle touch in her body, with nothing but rough edges and sharp angles.

[incredubious]

can I please get the Replying From Sideblogs Feature Please. im so tired of looking like this every time someone says something to me.

[yeepof]

Local PHD student at wizard school HARRASSED!! FOR SHAME!!

[sadcypher]

How to feel like a person?

dont live with your mom

[madscientistenthusiast]

Personally I think that Azula should have been redeemed simply so that she can become Zuko's horrible little advisor who whispers evil little plans to him so that he can do the exact opposite

[genderkoolaid]

hello and i love you to tboys who don't do any voice training and don't/can't work out a lot and get jacked and who are short as fuck and who have thick hips and who have "shitty" facial hair they don't shave and who won't/can't get top/bottom surgery and who won't/can't get on or stay on t and who just generally do not and will never have the Can You Believe He Used To Be A Girl??? kind of before/after photos. especially the crippled and the poor tboys.

[reasonsforhope]

Sometimes you just have one of those moments where the progress we've made as a culture get thrown into stark relief. You look at something and go "Holy shit, that would never have happened when I was a kid."

Today, I had one of those moments when I realized that the teenage boys I'm working with are just. genuinely, openly enthusiastic about going to Build-a-Bear for their outing.

These are sixteen and seventeen year old boys! They just had a whole conversation about what to name their "cute", mostly new squishmallows! They're genuinely excited that they're going to Build-a-Bear this weekend and asking other kids to pick up specific accessories for them!!

Holy shit, that never would've happened when I was 16. None of the boys would have dared to be visibly interested - and neither would most of the girls! There would have been a million gay jokes and "Haha, you're a girl" jokes and "What are you, a baby?" jokes. Teenagers weren't even supposed to care about anything back then!

Less than 15 years later, and I'm watching three 17 year old boys treat all that as not even worthy of comment.

So let's call that a reason for hope. Even when the kids aren't alright, in some ways apparently they are alright. Go Gen Z, honestly. It's so lovely to watch you guys just openly doing and saying stuff that, when I was a teen, would've been a social death sentence.

[lookitsstevie]

nice indeed 😇

(everyone already knows what the reference is but still)

[angelnovus]

when I grow up I want to be lois dykestowatchoutfor

[butchdykekondraki]

hello person who engages solely in fanon. your task is to explain this female characters personality to me without bringing up any of the other characters, calling her anything familial, calling her a girlboss, calling her wife material, or saying she's a slut. you have 20 minutes until the saw trap goes off. good luck

[descendant-of-truth]

Shipping is fun and all but I swear every single time someone makes a comment, whether as a joke or in a legitimate analysis, about there being "no other explanation" for a pair's interactions, I lose just a bit more of my sanity

Like, no, you guys don't get it. Romance is not about the Amount of devotion, it's about the COLOR. the FLAVOR of it all. a character can be just as devoted to their platonic friend as they are to their romantic partner, and they don't love either of them more, just differently.

But because the majority of people still have it stuck in their minds that romance exists on the highest tier of love, I'm stuck seeing endless takes that boil down to "these two care about each other too much for it to NOT be romantic" as if that's the core determining factor to how literally any of this works

In conclusion: stop telling me that I don't understand the story if I don't interpret the leads as romantic, I am TIRED