#i dont know...

[lxnarphase]

that post about the nails getting done? yes yes yes

toji ESPECIALLYYYY is the type to tell u to get dark purple or an emerald green n u HAVE to get the initial on the ring finger or hell be upset until you add it bc hes a jealous asshole n wants everyone who looks at ur nails to see the letter t n ask wht it stands for 🤭

anonnie i am so glad you understand me ❤︎ !

big bad toji turning into a big baby when he looks at your neutral-toned nails and sees no T on the right hand's ring finger, dropping your hand dramatically as he pretends he's fine, but he's got a big pout on his face. but when you coo at him and make him look at the left hand, he sees not only is a T painted on the nail in white, but that nail is the same color of his eyes.

'toji green,' you call it as you smile at him down at him, your spare hand running through his hair, waiting for him to react.

you don't expect him to kiss that finger, then tug you closer to between his legs as he sits up on the couch, burying his face into your stomach.

"mm. dunno if i wanna kiss you or eat you out right now," he grumbles into your abdomen, glaring up at you. "don't mess with me like that, girlie, almost made me think you didn't like me."

"if i didn't like you toji, i wouldn't say 'kiss me, eat me out, then kiss me again,' now would i?"

"you've always been the smart one, haven't you?"

[croissantk]

[isacksteban]

Unlikely Pair — Checo/Franco

for elle (again...) @ellearts

Checo woke up to sharp teeth.

The sting of the bite was immediately soothed by a warm, playful, tongue. Franco let out a ringing laugh when Checo instinctively wrapped his arms around the body on top of him before processing anything else.

“Good morning,” Franco cooed and adjusted his weight with a wiggle.

He was draped over Checo’s bare chest with his warm face buried in his neck. Placing lazy kisses there as Checo begrudgingly woke up. He pulled up one of his knees to stretch and realized Franco had Checo’s other spread thigh on top of his own and was straddling Checo with his other leg. Completely tangling them together in the blankets of their bed, combing their hips together with the way he was between Checo’s legs.

Since Checo’s knee was up, Franco’s thigh was easily in touching distance and Checo followed the beautiful shape of Franco’s body down to squeeze lightly into the muscle there. His way of showing Franco he was awake without needing to say anything. Checo didn’t want to get up. Especially not with such a nice snuggle happening.

He brought his other hand slowly up Franco’s neck and into his hair, to keep Franco right where he was. “Morning.”

Franco’s thick, fluffy, tail started to wag, hitting each of Checo’s knees in the pleased movement. “Get up sleepy.”

“No.”

“Please?”

Checo shook his head softly and kept his eyes shut against the light coming through the window above their bed. Why would he ever want to when Franco completed their embrace by wrapping his arm around Checo’s neck, bringing their faces close so he could nuzzle them together. His skin was so soft and Checo liked the tickle of Franco’s breath in his ear.

He hummed in appreciation when Franco nudged his face higher with his nose to get at his scent glands. But when the sharp teeth were back on his skin, nipping just below the sensitive area, Checo gripped into the strong thigh under his hand.

“Stop biting me right in the morning.” He whined.

Franco just giggled and in full mischief, wiggled his hips again. Successfully rousing another part of Checo, who realized they were both still completely undressed from the night before. Franco’s cock was hard and pressed into him.

Checo yawned as he woke up a little further and noted the sweeter hint to Franco’s scent easily. His pretty omega was obviously turned on and waking Checo up to get taken care of. His stubbornness nearly said no but his instincts lifted his hips ever so slightly to show his interest.

What Checo wasn’t interested in at that moment, were Franco’s teeth.

Franco bit him, again, just below the pit of his arm. The puppy was clearly pleased with himself at the grunt of pain Checo gave, his tail wagged quicker. Hitting Checo’s knees again in rapid succession and solidifying Checo’s grumpy plans on not giving in.

“Franco,” Checo tried to sound firm, he sounded tired instead. “No more biting.”

“Wanna.” Franco mumbled as his lips dragged across Checo’s bicep and his perky ears brushed Checo’s cheek.

Checo should have expected the next bite into his arm but instead of using the grip he had in Franco’s hair, he slid his hand down to his ass instead. With his thumb pressed into the base of his tail and his fingers splaying across the round of his ass, he tried again. “If you want me, you need to behave.”

“Mm.” Franco hummed in contemplation and used the lack of restriction to turn his attention towards Checo’s chest instead. “No.”

Checo jumped as the next bite into his pec was much harder. Franco’s teeth were stupidly sharp and he was going easy on him before. When he actually pierced skin, Checo understood exactly what Franco wanted. He let his annoyance be known with a growl before he flipped their positions.

Franco squeaked in surprise but once he was on his back with Checo in between his thighs, his smile was smug. He knew he was going to get what he wanted, he just didn’t know how badly Checo was going to punish him for his pestering. But he’d probably like that too..

“You’re ridiculous.” Checo may have been chiding him but it came out just as fondly as he meant it. He loved Franco’s mischief. And both of them knew it. His own features gave him away. His long, heavy tail was curling itself around Franco’s leg and his rounded ears were pricked forward.

Franco just smiled. All bright and cute.

Checo could feel the warmth of his pussy and the throb of his cock which made it all the more difficult to push himself off of Franco’s chest, but he did. “Fetch your collar.”

Franco’s excitement was obvious in the way he scrambled off of the bed in a flurry of red. In the light of the morning, his very fluffy, wagging tail behind him and his messy hair nearly hiding his pointed ears almost looked like flames. Suiting his attitude, as he turned with the collar in his hands despite knowing the rules.

Checo sat back down on the bed and raised one eyebrow as a warning. Franco’s smirk pulled up his soft lips that parted when he set the thick leather into his mouth to be a dutiful dog. He may have walked back across their room but he crawled across their bed. Doing his best to comply while also giving as much sass as possible but he looked divine in the slow movement and he gave Checo the perfect idea.

He accepted the collar placed in his lap but when Franco went to nose against Checo’s inner thigh, Checo grabbed his jaw. He lifted Franco’s face gently despite the hard press of his fingers. He wanted Franco’s eyes on his own while he fastened the thick black collar around his neck. Its placement meant he had to listen. “Fetch the rope. All of it.”

Franco’s eyes widened and his tail went crazy. Checo barely held back his laugh at the breeze being created by his omega’s sheer delight. He knew Franco would have a hard time sitting still and that was part of the “punishment”. It couldn’t even be called that when Franco was so into the idea that he actually followed instructions.

He stayed on his hands and knees and didn’t even take the opportunity to playfully present to Checo when he turned around. He went straight for the bottom drawer of the dresser that held all of their toys and actually whined when he couldn’t take it all into his mouth.

Checo fondly rolled his eyes and got up to help him. It would be easier to tie him up on the floor anyway. Franco sat back perfectly on his ankles and followed the bundles of red rope with his eyes.

Shining amber was still stuck on the cord as Checo unfurled it slowly, as if contemplating how he wanted to bind Franco. “You can only talk to let me know if anything is painful or numb.”

Franco eagerly nodded in understanding.

“Good boy. Now sit still.”

The praise made that task impossible. One of the cutest parts about Franco was how animated he was. Checo gave him some leniency in his involuntary bounce. He liked the way Franco’s cock bobbed in the movement.

It was leaking pre-cum onto the rug when the silky rope touched his bare skin. Checo smiled in amusement at just how excited Franco was and did his best to lengthen the act of tying him. He liked to do it just as much as Franco liked it to be done.

Checo always went slow. To draw out the sensation of winding the rope around Franco’s soft flesh, securing it with knots that were as pretty as they were sturdy. He was nearly meticulous with it, not even for his own enjoyment but for Franco’s. He was panting and sweating and making all sorts of pleased noises just from the rope and the way Checo was making sure he was comfortable.

Usually Checo would lavish Franco in much more attention as he went. It was hard not to when he was aching to have him but it was supposed to be a punishment. And he didn’t want his puppy making more of a mess than he already was. There was a puddle of slick on the floor and their room was doused in the scent of honey from Franco’s arousal. He’d been such a good boy.

Checo told him, with a gentle kiss to his open mouth. “You’re behaving so beautifully Franco.”

Franco whimpered at the praise and licked lightly into Checo’s mouth. Checo indulged the appreciation with a deep exploration of Franco’s waiting mouth with his tongue before he got a good look at his handiwork.

He left Franco with a trail of spit falling from his lips. Checo stood tall and took in the sight of his gorgeous husband on his knees. His thighs were bound to his calves in a ladder tie. The round knots were in the seam of his flesh and perfectly placed to almost give the look of stockings. His arms were bound behind in back in an intricate weave that left two lines across his chest. Perfectly framing his pecs and perky nipples. The dark red of the rope was delightful on Franco’s tanned skin. He was absolutely stunning with his flushed cock at attention while his bright eyes were directly on Checo’s. There was just one piece missing.

Checo went back to the drawer and got the final piece. The real punishment, the fitting one. Franco’s eyes lit up when he saw the ball gag in Checo’s hand and he pitifully tried to shuffle forward. “I told you no more biting and I’m not taking any chances. Last chance to tell me if anything is uncomfortable.”

Franco shook his head and broke the rules. Checo was glad he did, his voice was so desperate. “ 's perfect Checo, please.”

Checo went to his own knees in front of Franco and gently placed his face in both of his hands to kiss all over his flushed cheeks. Franco met the affection with pleased, sharp breaths as what was meant to be assurance and praise was serving a double purpose as building anticipation. Checo planted one more kiss to his lips and then roughly pulled open his mouth with his thumb.

Franco took the gag so eagerly it was almost hard to get it on him. The red of the ball in the center matched the rope and was small and pliable enough he could sink his sharp teeth into it while the straps on the side matched his collar, they just sat far tighter. Franco looked sinfully adorable while all blushed and bound.

Checo’s smile was wide when he sat back and watched Franco’s playful attitude return the second it could. He fell to his side on the floor with a grin that was hindered by the gag but large enough to close his eyes. His tail was as happy as he was, wagging against the floor in rhythmic thumps. His ears were twitching in his excitement when he rolled onto his back and looked at Checo with adoration shining in his big brown eyes. Franco was so precious, Checo almost didn’t want to ruin him.

“You’ve been so good.” Checo reminded himself as well as Franco.

Franco nodded, very pleased with himself, and Checo rewarded the effort with a scratch on his ears. He preened towards the affection and the arched shape his waiting body made was making it hard for Checo to resist it. He wanted to run his hands over Franco’s chest but the position couldn’t have been comfortable for him and instead of making Franco fix it, Checo took it upon himself and picked him straight off the floor.

Franco’s delighted noise was muffled but still audible and when Checo set him back onto his knees, he was shifting his weight again. Wiggling his ass and tail, subtly begging to find out what position Checo was going to put him in while he had Franco completely at his disposal.

Checo decided quickly. He pushed on the knot in the center of Franco’s back to send him to the floor. Checo’s palm laid flat above Franco’s arms folded on top of each other, where his nails were digging into his own skin. Franco turned his head to the side to not only breathe but voice what approval he could. His high moan got louder when Checo parted his thighs with more force.

The puffy lips of his pussy were brushing the floor and both were shiny with his slick. Checo ran two of his along the wetness, gathering what he could to taste him. Checo desperately wanted to lap up all of his arousal but Franco was too close to the floor to feasibly do so. He had to settle for the sweetness on his fingers.

“You taste so good, puppy.” Checo cooed as he brought his hand back down to tease Franco.

Franco tried to get Checo’s fingers further than just circling his hole but he was so confined in his movement, all he was managing was tiny twitches of his hips. His tail was brushing Checo’s nose while he smiled at the effort.

Checo ran his other hand along the top first, petting the fluffy red strands nicely before he put more pressure on the underside, right on the base. Franco jolted at the stimulation with a high whine. He was sensitive everywhere and Checo felt a little bad for teasing him in two places. He thrust two of his fingers inside Franco’s cunt and savored the lower groan that came deep from his throat.

Whatever self-control Checo had managed to keep the entire time was slipping at the sound. It was so simultaneously desperate and pleased, Checo felt compelled to give Franco more. To truly satisfy his omega who was at his mercy.

He shuffled himself closer on the floor to drape himself lightly over Franco’s back. There Checo placed hard kisses on his smooth skin as he positioned his hips to line up with Franco’s. The wet warmth brushing along his cock made him seek more. He couldn’t penetrate him fully from that angle, but he could drag himself along Franco’s cunt and he could thrust forward to nudge the base of Franco’s cock.

Franco’s increasingly heavy breaths and high noises were fuel to the fire starting to roar inside of Checo. Franco wanted him so badly, he was whining around the gag in his mouth. Part of Checo soothed the sound, his tail curved around his own leg and Franco’s. Showing Franco just how much Checo adored him while he continued to tease the poor puppy. He was wetting his cock first, before he filled him.

“You want to get fucked so bad huh?” Checo purred into his ear before he ran his tongue over the fur there.

Franco nodded and his tail pressed between them tried to sway. Checo could feel it in the twitch of his hips and he couldn’t hold himself back much longer, he didn’t want to. Despite the angle being weird, he reached down and took his cock in his hand to line it up to Franco’s waiting cunt.

Franco shivered beneath him and whined desperately. Checo gave him what he wanted, but he had to fall over him completely to do so. He forced Franco further into the floor with his weight when he thrust his hips forward into the heat of his cunt.

He was so tight and clenching around Checo’s cock immediately, it was almost as restrictive as the rope. Checo savored the drag of his cock inside of him as he pulled his hips back slowly, only to snap them forward again to the tune of a high whine.

Checo’s nails dug into the floor at the feeling but the doting part of him had to ignore how good Franco felt. Laying on top of him wasn’t going to be good for his joints in the long run. He enjoyed a few more thrusts into his needy omega’s cunt before he sat back and took Franco’s strong thighs into his hands.

Checo lifted his ass just enough to line himself up again, and he was quick to bury his cock back inside of Franco. He could see his flushed face easier that way, and enjoy the way Franco’s eyes rolled back the deeper Checo fucked him. But he was holding on surprisingly well despite all of the foreplay, and Checo wanted him unraveled despite being bound.

He brought one hand between them while the other one gripped tighter into Franco’s thigh to hold him in place. “Think you can take more? Green?”

Franco’s pretty half lidded eyes widened but he nodded. He didn’t looked fucked enough yet.

“Good boy.” Checo praised him right as he pulled out completely. He replaced his cock with his fingers to gather up some of the slick and slide it up to his ass. Completely soaking his lower half in his own arousal and causing the tight ring of muscle to flutter beneath Checo’s purposely pressured touch.

Franco bit into the gag and groaned around it when Checo filled him completely. There was drool pooling beneath his face when Checo resumed both sets of stimulation with vigor. Franco’s ass was opening up around Checo’s fingers while his cunt was clenching down around Checo’s cock. He was perfect.

Each thrust was building inside of Checo and sliding Franco’s face along the floor. His pleased sounds were matching the pace and growing with intensity the closer he got to cumming and Franco was really close when Checo added a third finger. He loved the stretch, probably would have told Checo if he could. Instead his muffled noises were nearly screams when Checo pushed as deep as he could.

Checo fucked him straight through his first orgasm and stilled when Franco was shaking in the after shocks to edge himself but also to give Franco a second, just a second, to catch his breath.

“You’re so good for me, but you were still desperate enough to wake me up.. I think you can keep going. Hm?” Checo teased while he opened Franco’s ass further. Not wanting to hurt him in any way but still destroy him.

Franco made some sort of noise in disagreement but it trailed off into another moan when his eyes pinched shut.

Checo asked once more, as he rolled his hips forward. “Can you keep going Franco?”

He nodded eagerly, his hair barely even moved with the agreement. It was stuck to his face with sweat and spit. The ball in his mouth was as shiny as his eyes.

Checo kept those on himself as he lowered Franco’s hips a little and followed him back to the floor while still trying to stay inside of him. He needed to stay inside of him and he snapped his hips forward again with a moan of his own. Finally he’d chase his own pleasure, just after he switched.

Checo leaned over him again, keeping his weight off of Franco’s back by propping himself up on his palms and pulled out as he placed a kiss on Franco’s cheek. Franco whimpered when Checo left him empty, all high and needy, but when Checo shifted his hips to fill his ass completely in one fluid thrust, Franco’s moan went impossibly low.

The deep groan echoed in the room and inside of Checo. Franco’s ass was even tighter and there was so much slick covering both of them, it was so easy to fuck into him with no hesitation. He didn’t have to have any caution in the new position. He could fill him completely and push as hard as he wanted to. Franco was in the perfect placement to be used like the perfect puppy he was.

Franco’s tail was on the side of Checo’s face when he lifted his chest to chase release. His tail was doing what Franco couldn’t, touch him in return. Checo nuzzled his face into red fur sweetly as he thoroughly fucked Franco into the floor. He felt so good and Checo was sure to tell him.

“Perfect, Franco.” He panted out as his cock mercilessly hit Franco’s prostate. “You were made for me.”

Franco sobbed around the gag in his mouth. All pitiful and pretty when he came again and Checo wasn’t far behind. Franco clenched down on him so tightly, it felt like Checo could barely move but he did. He pushed harder until the tight knot inside himself was finally released and he filled Franco completely with his cum.

Checo let his forehead rest between Franco’s shoulder blades for only a moment. He came so hard his head was swimming but Franco was more important than catching any semblance of his breath he lost at the end there. He placed a light, breathless kiss to Franco’s skin and pushed himself up and out to get Franco off the floor.

He was so dutiful when he was getting bound and during sex but he didn’t like to be tied up right after. Checo was quick to get Franco back up to his knees so he could take the gag out first. Franco’s face was horribly wet with all kinds of moisture but when it was allowed to relax, it pulled up into a dopey grin anyway.

“God you’re cute.” Checo complimented him with a peck to his nose as he tossed the gag in the general direction of the dresser. “Hands or legs first?”

Franco laughed lightly and his voice was only capable of being a hoarse whisper after using it so much. “Legs please, my hips are dying.”

Checo nodded in affirmation and went to work getting Franco’s legs untied so he could stretch them out in front of him. He let out a sigh of content and leaned against Checo’s chest while he got the knots undone behind Franco’s back. Those took a little longer because Checo had to cover Franco’s hair and ears in kisses while doing so. All the affection made him giggle and warmed Checo’s heart in return.

His tail was back to wagging as Checo tried to keep it from getting tangled in the rope. Franco was completely unbothered, more so satisfied, and wasn’t really helping the effort to get himself out. That was fine, Checo liked freeing him just as much. There was always mutual doting after. He just had to carry Franco to their bed first.

Checo plopped him into the pillows playfully and saved the clean up for later in favor of snuggles. He climbed back into the blankets and Franco joined him with a giggle.

“Sorry not sorry for waking you up. It’s super early, don’t be mad.” He said with a grin that Checo could never be angry with.

Checo kissed his teeth to prove it and Franco playfully batted him away. It led to a swell of affection in Checo’s chest that was displayed in another form of entanglement. He pulled and pushed on Franco with whines of his own to get them back into the position they started their day in. Only this time with many more kisses instead of pestering bites.

Checo’s tail wrapped around the base of Franco’s that had calmed into a sway. Franco was back on Checo’s chest with his head resting on Checo’s collar bone so he could get pet. Franco wiggled a little bit and decided to stretch out his legs by draping one over Checo’s lap which was perfect. Checo could rub at his sore hips with his free hand while the other was buried in red locks, keeping Franco close.

His fingers were lightly trailing Checo’s skin in soothing touches when he spoke softly. “I love you, you know that?”

“I do.” Checo confirmed and let his eyes flutter shut at the gentle touches he preferred as a calm down. Franco liked a massage and Checo was managing it as best he could while still cuddling. “And I love you too but I don’t love waking up early.”

“Not even for that?” Franco teased and brushed his lips on Checo’s chest too.

“Only if we can go back to sleep.”

“You’re a lazy kitten.”

Checo hummed in affirmation and nuzzled his nose into Franco’s hair. Franco’s laugh was tender and fond and he was nuzzling right back as Checo moved his hand lower in his sweat damp hair to rub at his neck too. When his fingers hit the leather of Franco’s collar, he realized he forgot to take it off but that was fine. Franco was his puppy all of the time and he was such a good boy.

[o2studies]

23:39 || ༻`` 19 Oct 24 — Saturday

Aimed to get a lot of work done for my personal statement today and I did focus on it, so much so that I didn't do much else. But also I just stared at the document and couldn't think of anything so many times, so I took a break and went back to it soon after, and then I decided to start writing anyway and after 1½ hrs I've got my first 5 lines... ;-;

I've out some things in bulletpoints or as a small list that I want to mention, and I'm using a guide from UCAS but I found that a few of questions I can just write pretty much the same thing and I'm not sure how to not just repeat myself 3 or 4 times.... I'll do more work for it tm. A Lot more.

Aside from that (although actually, linked to UCAS) I've kind of a tough decision to make about university choices. I might write about it more tomorrow but choice one is all good, choice two would involve convincing my parents a lot and leaving behind (at least for a few years) the life me and K planned with each other during uni..

Actually — a summary:

University A is nearby, I've visited it a lot and it looks amazing, has a ton of great student experiences, I'll get to go to uni with K and rent a flat or smt with her in our second year, don't know how many times afterward I'll see A (if at all), possibly joining uotc during one of the years (can't really imagine that in Uni B but it probably could still be possible), and it is an amazing university for which I've got 2 grade reductions (within applicable maths, physics and chemsitry courses), I've got the conditional offer already

University B is the next country over, I'd be leaving behind K and my family (others too but they'll probably be a lot further anyway), I will have A with me so I won't be alone and we'd help each other with the costs of things, in the second year R would be coming over and we'd all rent a place somewhere (but have to be in student halls for a year first..... I didn’t like the experience of it that I got in Uni A), the country is really beautiful, I've been in the area before and there's no langauge changes, I know very little about the uni, it's better than Uni A (plus it combines year in industry through placements and year abroad)

And I don't know....... I do know that friendships is not what you should follow in choices like this but it breakdms my heart thinking of abandoning K and our plan, even for just a few years..

And my wrist hurt like hell today and still does.

^ I've got this written on my wrist. Had it today and will again tomorrow. I love writing quotes and sayings on my arm ^^

Day 31 clean (a whole month yesterday, woo!)

Day 0 (I was really gonna try to hit Day 1 today but forgot about that for a moment and well.... yeah....)

Floor time ✅️

Current song obsession: Army Dreamers by Celina Fang // 🍊

[latewife]

i seriously dont deserve you all

[cakiebakie]

Somebody told me the dialog in veilguard was odd but I didn't notice probably because *i* talk weird so it made no diff to me. But now I think im beginning to hear the oddness....

[corpseprxnce]

I wonder, do you ever think of me...and if you do, do you ever think of the nice times we had? ...Even just occasionally?

[im-tempted]

i have a converse box that I usually keep all my little trinkets and letters people give me but yours is out and about and I see it often. do with this what you will

Idk cry is what I'll do with it what else can someone be expected to do with information like that

Idk I could say something here about distance or physical objects making people feel more present in your life than they otherwise could be or that I keep a pile of comic books I bought because of you on the floor next to my bed so they're one of the first things I see every day

But mostly

I miss you

I hope your life is treating you as kindly as I believe you deserve

[purgemarchlockdown]

Hm...

[donutous]

bday gift for a gilear loving buddy

[brutalitybunny]

my ass would NOT survive in kagurabachi i got vestibular problems

[yukitsen]

Who here likes badly taken photos of art?

[mrgoodenough254]

Can anyone explain to me what all this means? I don't know if it's me or the translations are a little goofy, but I can't understand what's going on

[queerly-victorian]

I've finished my first outline after several months. I do not want to start writing quite yet, as I have multiple other things to finish first, including figuring out some characters that will be present in the sequel (who will remain side characters here.)

I have absolutely no idea what to name this, which is rather unusual for me, as I tend to determine a title within at most a chapter or so of any given fanfic. I'm curious if this is normal for more original content, because I do not feel like it is, but perhaps I simply have a skewed perception of the process.