#easy on the joints

[datcravat]

SHE TICKLES MY BRAIN

[batz]

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[starfall-isle]

[hansols-yoda-boxers]

Oct 7th [Yunho + Praise]

[10:53] You pulled back, playing with the edge of your flowy babydoll nervously. You couldn’t help how you were biting down on your lip now as you carefully straddled Yunho’s hips. His hands held your waist firmly and securely and he watched as your gaze darted to the side table and then back to his chest, not quite meeting his eyes.

“Everything okay?” He asked, voice laced with concern as he gave your hips a comforting squeeze.

“Yep,” you knew your voice sounded a little strained but you couldn’t help it. It was the first time you were going to try being on top, it was also the first time the lights had been left on. Despite how good you felt at the outset the nerves were starting to creep in, the little voices pointing out all the ways you might mess this up, or all of the things Yunho would be able to see all too clearly.

“If you wanna do something differently-”

“No!” you said quickly and a little loudly before softening. “I mean… I want to see you too, fully with the lights on. A-And I’m excited to try this.” You ground your hips down, giving him a shy smile while he let his eyes fall closed for the moment, groaning at the sensation. He squeezed your hips again as he took a deep breath, looking at you with a desire that was decidedly soft.

“But?”

“But… I’m just nervous I guess?” You admitted, not quite meeting his eyes. He slid his hands up your back and brought you down so he could kiss you. He always managed to convey all his love in a kiss. You savoured it, pressed close to him until you needed a breath and only pulled back a bit, feeling a little more calm being so close to him.

“So am I,” he mumbled. “I think anything new is fun but nerve wracking.” He bit his lip nervously. “It doesn’t make you feel worse hearing that, does it?”

“It makes me feel better,” You confirmed with a small smile. You took a deep breath and pushed yourself back up to sitting, not missing the way his eyes trailed down your body, clearly enjoying the view. You smiled a little wider at that, plucking up all the confidence you could as you rose up and wrapped a hand around his cock. You bit down on your lip and felt his hands on your hips, helping to guide you as you aligned him with your entrance and slowly sunk down on him.

Moans left both of your lips at the sensation as you slowly slid down, taking more and more of him and feeling your thighs tremble a little until you managed to take all of him. Yunho had closed his eyes, head resting back in the pillows as he took deep breaths.

“A-Are you okay so far?” You asked, a little worried you were hurting him somehow. You wondered if he ever worried about those things being on top.

He chuckled and squeezed your hips. “I’m great.”

“You’re sure.”

“Very.”

“O-Okay because you’re not looking at-”

“Babe,” he cut you off, finally opening his eyes again and the pure lust in his gaze was evident, but so was the blush creeping up his cheeks. “You feel and look so good I’m trying so hard not to cum right now.”

You felt the heat creep up your cheeks as you grinned a little. “O-Okay I’m glad I didn’t do anything wrong so far.”

“You’re not going to.” He assured you.

“I mean it might not be great,” you chewed your lip.

“Trust me, it’s really not going to be easy for you to mess this up,” he chuckled. “Not when you already feel good.”

“Okay but what if I break your dick?”

“I- please don’t break my dick.” He chuckled.

“Well I’m not going to do it on purpose! It just-”

“Babe!” He cut you off again, hands sliding around to grab at your ass. “Just try moving. I’ll let you know if something is wrong, just like you do with me.”

“R-Right,” you mumbled. You were still hesitating though so Yunho took the opportunity to squeeze your ass suddenly and roughly. It was enough to make you buck your hips and both of you moaned out at the feeling of cock dragging against your walls. It sent pleasure coursing through you and the look he gave you as you met his gaze again made you clench around him.

“Keep going, babe.”

You nodded, not quite trusting yourself to say anything as you braced yourself against his shoulders. There were lots of ways you could move but Yunho had kept telling you that you could focus on making it feel good for you like this. You wanted him to enjoy it too but either way it might take some trials.

You started to grind your hips down slowly, letting moans fall off your lips. It felt so good, he just felt so deep and you tried to let your mind get swept into the feeling, moving your hips in the same way. But you couldn’t help watching Yunho’s face, hoping he was enjoying it too even if he looked like he was.

“You feel so good,” he moaned, as if on cue. “Making me feel so good, babe.”

You couldn’t help the smile that formed on your lips as you moved a little faster. His hands helped you, urging you to a pace he liked but ultimately letting you set it. Your confidence grew as he groaned the more you moved. And you moved a little more roughly as more arousal started to curl in your core, chasing the pleasure of each movement.

Yunho opened his eyes, gazing up at you. The look he gave had a thrill running down your spine but you still felt shy under his gaze. Your hips stuttered and slowed a little and he squeezed your hips, urging you to keep moving.

“Don’t stop,” his voice was much more strained now with a slight hint of desperation. “It really feels so good, babe. I just want to see you too.”

You dropped your gaze but a smile broke out across your face as you moved your hips faster again.

“God, just like that.” He moaned. “You make me feel so good, and you look so good too. My pretty baby.”

His words had a warm feeling blooming through your chest and a bit more confidence creeping in. You slowed again but before he could say anything about it you changed your movements, swirling your hips in a circle.

“Oh fuck!” His head fell back, eyes screwing shut. “J-Just like that, babe. Please keep going!”

You did just as he asked, finding a comfortable pace while swirling your hips and watching the pleasure on his face. The new movements had moans pouring from your lips and you wondered what else you could try. You moved your hips the other way, transfixed with the way Yunho’s features contorted with pleasure.

“G-God you feel s-so good. M-Making me feel s-so good. My pretty baby.”

You clenched around him again hearing the word, feeling bold enough to try changing up the movements, trying to spell words with your hips while still moving as smoothly and quickly as you could. Pleasure coursed through you from each movement and you finally found a set of movements that felt like pure heaven, repeating them and feeling Yunho’s grip on your hips tighten, listening to his groans become louder until his hips bucked up, holding you down while he released.

You stilled your hips, nails digging into his shoulders and humming at the warm feeling of his release filling you up.

“Fuck,” he breathed. “You’re so good at that babe. I think I need you to ride me like that every day.”

“I’m glad it was good,” you mumbled, feeling a little shy and squirming a little. You had been getting close to your own release but you didn’t want to move and make him too sensitive.

“It was perfect,” he grinned. “You’re perfect. My perfect, pretty baby.” His hands held you strongly and he grinned at you before suddenly flipping you underneath him. He leaned in to kiss you as he carefully replaced his cock with his fingers, sinking two deep into your heat and curling them slowly.

[ur-stepdad]

Captain Bill Seacaster consistently reminded his beloved son that he is to only look out for himself. That in Fabian's world, Fabian should be the only person that matters. Everyone else is to be used as you see fit, even your own father, even your own captain.

Fabian very obviously wanted to do whatever his father told him to do. But he was never very good at caring only about himself, even when he tried really hard to do it. it is simply not his nature to do so.

For him to be rewarded with one of the many people he cares about telling him that her favorite trait of his, the most valuable impact he has on the world, is the way that he takes care of others is an excellent reflection of the character development of Fabian Aramais Seacaster: Son of of Bill Seacaster

[napping-sapphic]

actually the amount i yearn is directly proportional to how much i sleep and considering i only got to sleep for an hour and a half last night i would say that we are in the TRENCHES today my loves

[moonshynecybin]

How do you think the public perception of vale and marc changes over time in the fco au and how do they both feel about how both of their legacies are fully tied to each other now?

i think they end up being the beyoncé and jay z of the motorcycle world but sepang is the #lemonade moment because they’re both too obsessed (physically. emotionally. psychosexually.) to consider cheating on each other literally ever. also marc would physically kill them both on track

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Hello! I have come asking for you to info-dump about the the modern human au. I full of brain rot of them (especially after the last thing you posted about them, damn) Maybe you can tell us a bit more Sally!!

lucky for you, i've been full of that good ol brainrot As Well! thoughts! feelings! ideas! i got em!

so since we're already on the subject of the Crash Arc, allow me to expand on it for a moment before i get to Sally Thinkings! if you've read the snippet, you may have noticed the extent of Wally's injuries was not listed yet. well! he got messed up with a capital F! since it's fiction and i'm god in this scenario, i'm veering slightly away from realistic damage, immediate & lasting. bc lets be real. if i stuck to "this is as realistic as i can make it", then Wally would be aaaaaabsolutely fucked. it was a bad crash in a very unsafe vehicle at high speeds. like - this is what happened. a drunk driver hit Home going 70 down the freeway. swerve, fishtail, tumble down a (small, shallow, really its more like a glorified ditch) ravine with trees and rocks and shit on it. absolute miracle that Wally didn't die in the crash, let alone during the solid half hour (slightly longer) he was trapped in Home before someone noticed the crash site and called emergency personnel. Wally "hanging up" on Barnaby was actually the impact jarring him so he slipped and hit the end call button. but yeah without going into technicalities and detail, Wally has some lasting damage in his dominant hand. It takes extensive physical therapy for him to be able to paint/draw again at the same level he had been at. the hematoma hadn't done a lot of brain damage that wouldn't resolve itself with time. in my mind, when Wally wakes up in the hospital, for a few days he's very confused and his memory is shot. he'll wake up, interact, then go to sleep, but when he wakes up again its like waking up for the first time again. he just can't retain memories for a bit. he's got some severe brain fog. his mood is also kinda fucked with - he's uncharacteristically irritable with low patience, etc. these are all things that clear up with time, but in my mind Wally has chronic migraines going forward. bad ones! and there are days where it's harder fr him to concentrate. and yk. a teeny bit of chronic pain where his shin bone was pinned back together and where his hand was essentially crushed. but other than that he's fine going forward! good days and bad days!

but enough about that! You Want To Hear About Sally!

i imagine that she becomes quite successful in the theater industry. i'm not too familiar with it myself, so i'm gonna be uh. Vague about it? but she starts her own theater troupe - it's a bit of a commute from home base to the town she works in, where the theater is located in, but she makes it work! of the group, she's probably away more than any of them. working on shows, traveling to work on other ones - i like to think she's been on Broadway! she probably has had opportunities to do tv/movie acting, but idk... i feel like Sally would be like "nah. live shows or nothing". maybe at some point she takes up voice acting gigs, as long as she can do them from home. she probably has her own little room-turned-VA-studio thing. idk how that works either! it seems right! but yes Howdy's store's automated messages and advertisements are in Sally's voice. she's probably picked up a temporarily modeling gig here and there.

so Sally is very very busy. Poppy is supportive. everyone is, and they all love to help out when they can - and reel Sally in when the "stardom" starts to get to her head. they do their best to acclimate to occasionally getting jumpscared by her voice in a grocery store or in. idk. fashion shoots. victoria's secret billboards. that last one was a joke! maybe. i think she would.

i also like to imagine Sally like... getting some sort of award and then spending a solid five minutes naming her friends, thanking them with specificity, and then plugging their own stuff. they probably have a rotation for who accompanies her as her plus one for events and parties she may or may not be invited to. she's not like... a Big celebrity but! she's Known and Liked! she has Connections! i like to imagine her and Wally looking dapper as fuck at a Venue...

so the friend group typically stays together, with Sally going off to do her Things the most. she makes sure to schedule time to be with her friends and girlfriend/wife/Poppy between work and gigs and etc. she somehow finds a balance with Ease. or apparent ease... someone get this girl a vacation...

[thatweirdtranny]

day #2 without weed has been going about as well as i expected

[zyrafowe-sny]

There's always something magical about beams of sunlight in a redwood forest.

[thechildisgone]

my director is seriously thinking about adopting one of the kittens and keeps telling me how great this is and how great an idea it was hehehe 😍💞

[practically-an-x-man]

Legs of the puppet are assembled and the body is nearly ready! Tomorrow we'll make the final cuts and adjustments and finish assembling the skeleton!

(and once the skeleton is assembled, we can start bringing it to rehearsal with us for practice - it won't look especially pretty at first, but it'll let my dad start practicing with it in the scenes where he needs it)

[pa-pa-plasma]

Wait what do you mean healthy people dont loaf??? It's so comfy why wouldn't they do that?

I'm saying this as someone with hypermobility which is, I'm sure, completely unrelated to why I think this./s

people are so weird, what do you mean "i wish humans could loaf"? this is so easy! heehee

[fatal-blow]

stretching really should be a relaxed process.

when you're trying to stretch out a tight muscle, and this is ESPECIALLY important for hypermobile peeps, you might hit a block where you cant go further. sometimes, it's painful, sometimes not. so you might try to pull a little harder, to try to get the stretch you want.

what you may not realize, is that in trying to forcibly lengthen that muscle, you're often tensing up the very muscles that are preventing it from lengthening in the first place, which ends in you fighting your own body and failing to feeling better.

so when stretching out a muscle, focus on relaxing. this might help you identify where you're holding tension, which can help you figure out why you're holding yourself like that in the first place

and if the stretch causes pain, try to find the matching pattern here, give it a massage, and THEN try the stretch again

[non-un-topo]

Genderqueer/trans/nb/butch/otherwise gender-fuckery friends, what’s a moment of gender euphoria you’ve experienced that you’re willing to share? I feel like I need to share in some queer happiness today <3

[youngpettyqueen]

ive had a week to grapple with this but nope brain still whirring over the idea of "you might need to actually get a cane"