#im not going to expose anyone but i see patterns

[consult-sherlockholmes]

How do people just immediately like a post of mine one singular second after I posted it? Are you lurking on my blog continuously just waiting for a new post to appear? My respect for the swiftness and dedication, but how do you do that? It reminds me of my stalking brother, he also watches every move I do continuously.

[snzhrchy]

pretty boy !

karasu tabito x fem!dom!reader

taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it <3 might start writing for bllk more tbh ..

notes; inspired by this lovely post .. im so normal ab him ngl

warnings; pegging, anal sex, karasu wearing a lingerie lolz, him whimpering nd moaning too minors dni !

‘So what do ya think?’ came the voice of your boyfriend, Karasu Tabito, who appeared to be very red in the face yet regardless of the increased blood flow, his cocky smirk is still evident across sharp features.

‘You look rather cute actually,’ you coo as your eyes traverse across his frame which was dressed in rather humiliating clothes.

It was your idea, to be honest. One day, you randomly suggested that he should wear a lingerie sometime since he'd look "endearing" but you never expected him to actually do it. So now, here he was, dressed in rather adorable, purple garments that were too small for his muscular frame.

‘Ya think? Of course i do,’ he beams.

Tabito would've called this idea "mediocre" to anyone but... it was you, his dear girlfriend and, how could he ever say no to you?

‘C’mere,’ you say and he obliges, leaving the wall he was leaning against to meet you on the bed. Once he was close enough to you, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you, faces inches apart. You took this moment to enamour at his angular features and his dark blue eyes then, you quickly trap his lips with yours.

The initial contact was a gentle and tender touch of both of your lips, an exploratory kiss. Your tongues softly intertwining, creating a sensual rhythm and your mouths moved in tandem.

Your hands began to roam, caressing and making delicate patterns along the entirety of Tabito’s neck while his hand strongly gripped onto your waist, the other played with your hair. Eventually your fingers found their way onto his bra strap, which you pulled on slightly. After a short while, you let it go. The strap immediately recoiled back into its place and attack your lover's chest, the impact causing Tabito to jump and groan into the deep kiss you both shared, causing you to smirk.

‘Turn over,’ you command after a short while of kissing him. You initially broke apart from the kiss to catch your breath but as you looked at your cutely-dressed boyfriend with his swollen lips (he's also now very red in the face) made you want to ruin him.

‘Yer gonna be the death of me,’ he mumbles, loud enough for him to hear but he obliges nonetheless.

He removes his large hands from your waist and finds his way onto the bed below him and proceeds to lay down, pressing his head onto the pillow, exposing his backside just for you.

Tabito was already expecting the strap but he wasn't aware of how nervous he'd be when you would actually peg him. It took a lot of convincing for him to agree to this and, even with the prepping, he was still terrified of what to expect.

Nonetheless, after he lies down, you waste no time in removing his little skirt, pushing them down to reach his legs so that they dangle near his feet.

‘You ready for this?’ you ask.

‘Yeah…’ he consents.

And then, you slowly insert the strap in. At first, he practically growls from the mixture of pain and pleasure that he’s feeling. You can see him grab on tightly onto the bed sheet below, causing his knuckles to turn white.

‘You okay?’ You ask uncertainly after noticing his initial reaction

‘Yea.. keep going,’ he says, sounding more determined this time.

After listening to his response, you proceed to insert the strap deeper and deeper into him. Even though his face is dug into the pillow below him, you literally know that his face his red, thanks to all the pornographic sounds he's letting out and because of the wet liquid of precum that's slowly started to leak from his tip..

Once in, you slowly start to thrust into him. The pace is gentle and slow at first, allowing Tabito to adjust to the size of it. After a while, you can tell that he’s accommodated to it as his grip on the bed sheets loosen slightly and his breaths start to reach their normal level again.

So then, you speed up. Each thrust brings Tabito pleasure that he’s never felt before. With each movement of the strap, he lets out unholy sounds that surround the entire room. His grip on the bed sheet loosens and then tightens in a never-ending cycle and his breathing gets worse by the second as well. There's also liquid present across his face but you're not sure if it's tears or sweat or both... You also noticed that after each thrust, he bites his lips as an attempt to suppress the lewd sounds that he lets out with each oncoming thrust but every time, his efforts remain futile as he always lets go and moans out loud.

After a while of this continued movement, You're able to tell that he’s very close to his climax with the way he tightens around you and how his breathing has decreased to small inhales and exhales. Moreover, his face is now deep into the pillow he's on and is tainted in a deep shade of crimson. Because of this, you further increase your speed, thrusting harder and faster into him. The action surprises Tabito as he lets outs a yelp due to the increased movement. And, he finally manages to moan out some coherent words for the first time this night: 'ngh... keep going-- [Name]...!'

So, you continue at this pace, thrusting harder and harder into him until Tabito lets out the most pornographic moan you've ever heard and the bed sheets below you both gets covered in his white seed, decorating the bland sheet for you, making you aware that he's finally done.

Satisfied, you gently remove the strap from him and that’s when he finally relaxes, allowing himself to take a deep breath.

‘You’re so good, but, we’re not done yet, Tabito…’

[youremyheaven]

girl your moon post was so accurate for me too! my father has rohini rising and is such a narcissist and a master at gaslighting. he resorted to manipulating ppl's perspective of me ig so they wouldn't believe me when i started calling him out after a liiiifetime of his crap. he is extremely two faced and a lot of ppl find him really sketchy, but those he manages to fool he fools really well. the only positives of this is that at least i can see these patterns in people easily. frankly, confronting a liar is so taxing bc even if you do manage to outsmart them they'll just make some excuse. like girl. i also know this hasta moon girl that is a pathological liar and every time i see her i just can't take anything she says seriously bc i just always feel like she's lying out of her ass ab the most menial stuff. her family has had issues w her bc she skipped school for months and no one knew ab it bc she would tell such bold lies like, "call my teacher. here, have the phone so you can talk to her ab my grades" and everyone was like, ig she's doing well in school otherwise she wouldn't offer to call? i genuinely worry thinking ab what if i have a kid and they have a moon nakshatra and express it negatively like this omg i'll go crazy. anyways thank you for your post it was so interesting to see such thoroughly explained examples 🤍 it reminded me of ariana grande as well who just seems so shamelessly manipulative to me too. like when she's like "for total transparency i'll say that..." i'm immediately like ok. so you're lying 😂

im glad 😭😭😭that my Moon post resonated with so many of you, it means so much to me

Im so sorry about your father. I agree with what you said about confronting liars, I confronted someone about something deeply hurtful that they said to me and they literally said "i don't remember" 😭😭 idk how these people sleep at night bro like do they not have a conscience??

I'm happy every time some shady person is exposed in the media, including Ariana who I've found sus for yearsss ,, it's so hard to be an intuitive bc u can't even explain why u feel the way u do so no one believes you when u say that somebody is not what they seem on the outside, u get torn apart for speaking the truth but sooner or later the truth will be seen and will be heard and I truly believe that.

I hope you remain protected from abuse of all kinds in the future and always surrounded by kindness and support. 💛💛

GIRLIEEE what u said about kids is sooo 😭😭I do think about that from time to time but i believe that kids are a manifestation of our karma so the more we focus on bettering ourselves and thereby bettering our actions, we can design our lives to be drama free. What kind of children we have depends on what kind of parents we're capable of being (and you are completely in control of how you behave/treat others) so don't feel too powerless about ur future kids!!! Focus on yourself and your healing and the rest will flow💛💛💛 also if you believe in manifestation 👀just believe that you'll manifest healthy and wonderful children

This blog is a hobby of mine but what makes all my research and writing meaningful is the fact that not only do I get to learn more about astrology, I get to reach people who perhaps might benefit from the things I share. I love to hear about your guys experiences related to the things I post bc sometimes I genuinely wonder like is anyone even reading my 5k words slander on a nakshatra lmfao

Thank you so much for taking the time to tell me about your experiences, I appreciate it so much 💛and i believe many others will also feel seen

[eurydicees]

idk how I missed all of ur posts about the hq pacrim au until this morning??? but now that ive been exposed im so excited oh my god (I am Very Normal about both of these things)

anyway what does raptor three look like? is it just a crimson typhoon kinda setup? who works on her? (ik u said hanamaki and matsukawa were jaeger techs but these r big ol bots and I can't imagine those two work on All of them especially when they designed Blue Castle so they know her specifically in and out)

also kuroken k-sci division, pls tell me more about kuroken k-sci division🙏🙏🙏

oh my god SO sorry this took me a hundred years to get to! i got busy and lost track of this au…but it has been reborn in the form of my nanowrimo project LOL. you (and anyone/everyone) should continue to ask me about the pacific rim au please and thank you. so many things have changed since my first posts !!!!! 

also this ask did remind me that kuroken were going to be the scientists, which i had lowkey almost forgotten about when i restarted the fic on april 1, so ty ty ty for that. here’s some more about them and the jaegers under the cut ! 

kuroken: 

first off, they didn’t know each other before coming to work at the shatterdome together! the only people who knew each other before coming together in tokyo were iwaizumi and oikawa, the rest of the haikyuu characters involved have never met before. there will be no explanation for this

kenma was recruited in his first year of university because he was posting his theories and amateur research online and it caught the attention of people with resources who wanted to see if he could find anything if given access to more tech and info than his dorm room gamer setup 

turns out that yes, yes he can find things if given more resources. he’s the one who comes up with the theory about kaiju attack patterns and the increasing rate etc etc 

kuroo, for his part, became a researcher in the science dept after incessantly sending his findings to whoever he could get in contact with, knowing he was On To Something and needed resources to share it

kenma is one of the people he gave his research to (twitter besties!), and kenma invited him to the tokyo shatterdome to work together

turns out that working together is frustrating sometimes but they love nothing more than to constantly annoy each other <3 but they do respect each other’s work even if they don’t always agree on methods or conclusions 

ex. kuroo’s research was founded on samples he got from the black market; kenma’s research is all too theoretical for kuroo; etc etc 

daichi and suga’s jaeger 

so ngl i forgot that asahi was originally a part of this

he is not longer a part of this

rip raptor three

anyways daichi and suga now pilot a mark-3 together called raptor flight. i’m imagining something like saber athena, which is from uprising but who cares. i can do whatever i want 

most important features of raptor-2: fastest model to date, extremely acrobatic/dextrous/agile, equipped with ionic twinblades (she gets two swords <3 ) that can be synced/combined into one stronger weapon (are you seeing the references i am making. are you seeing them), and an n-16 particle charger (plasma cannon thing) 

i’ve decided that asahi is the main tech for raptor-2 (hey he’s still here! yay!). he was also the main designer and tech for daichi and his sister’s jaeger, ursa juliet, before his sister dies and the model is ripped apart 

daichi is on the right in both raptor-2 and ursa juliet; suga is on the left in raptor-2 

iwaoi’s jaeger

blue castle is going to be vaguely modeled after striker eureka 

trivia fun fact of the day: striker eureka was planned to be the main jaeger in the movie until they were like well actually this robot is too cold and arrogant appearing to be the hero robot. this is deeply funny to me and also why it is perfect for blue castle 

blue castle is a mark-2 and was an experimental design by two intern jaeger tech development scientists, hanamaki and matsukawa (who get promoted to active jaeger techs as soon as blue castle is successfully put into use) - as the years go on, this design becomes a pretty common basis to design off of for future models 

most important features: extremely strong, aerodynamic, stable, and agile, equipped with 4.211 brass knuckles (exactly what it sounds like) and assault mount 3.25 sting blades (two swords attached to arms), missile launcher mounted in the chest, and advanced displays in the conn-pod which allow them a 4-way view of their surroundings

also not unexpected, but worth saying: iwaizumi is on the left, oikawa on the right 

jaeger visuals

ok so i wrote all of that out and then i found the pacific rim: uprising jaeger design maker thingy online here and i decided i’m bored enough to do that actually. these aren’t , like, exactly what i’m imagining, so kinda mush together the canon jaeger references with these generated images lol. i’m gonna try so hard to describe them in the fic. we’ll see how that goes. 

anyways, blue castle to the left and raptor-2 on the right! and below is striker eureka to the left and saber athena to the right. anyways i’m having SO much fun with this jaeger generator from 2018 lmfao can you tell 

overall. aaaaaa.

im so excited to be coming back to this. anyways more in my #hq pacrim au tag (though much of that is outdated) or eventually also in my #april nano 2024 tag !!!! and pls pls pls come talk to me about it !!!!!

[sadhorsegirl]

need it on the official record that i do love moiraine and lan's relationship sososo much!!!

i love the implicit understanding they have with each other, based partially in the fact that they are both heirs separated from a crown for very different reasons. moiraine and lan are both people who cannot go back to where they came from, whether they want to or not. so there is this shared sense of loneliness, and drift that they share, wrapped up in the idea that they probably aren't going to survive the last battle (or even the journey to it) and would rather sacrifice themselves than have anyone they care for or, in moiraine's case for some people deem more necessary to The Pattern (although to be fair to her, this often still means having a certain level of care for them she just um. wasn't raised to know how to show any healthy positive emotion i don't think) moving in companionable silence eternally Searching™

i've grown increasingly haunted by this exchange they have at the end of new spring:

like............"surrender after you are dead. yes." is the sentiment set up as one of the core values of their partnership starting from the very moment she decides to ask lan to be her warder. surely, this will end well for all parties and will NOT have any tragic implications!

it sets up this really harsh poetic symmetry (surprise) when they have their Big Fight™ in the great hunt. moiraine LITERALLY invokes how they first met with funny little jokes abt him throwing her in a pond to get his defenses down so she can jump scare him w an intense re-examination of their relationship. the whole fight is basically her forcing him to think on his toes so she can examine him at his most basic emotional level in order to try and expose the truth abt how he feels, going from playful to painful at the flip of a coin lol. and he's aware of it!!! him calling her out on it and her answering back w patented Aes Sedai Speak, in a relationship that should be free of such manipulation.....

the real master stroke here, though, is the fact that the chapter is from moiraine's pov. we get to see her own inner thoughts about it and see that beneath the devastating chess game she's playing she's just as heartbroken at having to play it. the argument is really a crystalization of what makes her such an interesting character for me -- she is leveraging absolutely brutal social dynamics in order to, from her perspective, HELP someone she cares for deeply.

essentially, moiraine is saying that in his love for nynaeve he's found something to live for beyond sacrifice and that means that their bond to each other must be terminated. he can create a new life, and bc she thinks she understands how everything will play out moiraine thinks she is just cutting down the time before he realizes he can and will ask for her to dissolve the bond anyway. he isn't wed to death anymore, leaving the heavy implication that moiraine still is.

which sets us up for something really interesting for them in s2 i think! while their relationship in the show seems to generally be under less strain than it is where we see them in the mainline series, there remains another crucial difference btw the books and the show -- moiraine has siuan!!!!! im rly excited to see how that comes into play in terms of any potential interpretation of this fight/the breakdown of lan and moiraine's relationship bc it makes her decision to push him away feel even more hypocritical and rooted in her tendency to be self-sacrificing to the point of self loathing.

tldr for anyone just trying to figure out what this might all mean for season two according to one singular poster on tumblr dot com: in the books moiraine feels very........time to burn all bridges so no one can chase after me on my suicide mission basically and i can't say im NOT excited to see if that's where she ends up in the show (to live is to suffer etc etc)

[secretlilsis]

One cannot love someone completely, absolutely, and without doubt unless there are no secrets, no hidden wants or needs or doubts or fears. One cannot love someone unconditionally until all has been exposed and spread and accepted as who and what they are. I don't know you and it terrifies me. I know your habits, I know your patterns, I know how you act and smile and giggle and cry and shout and beg but... But I don't know you. There is a nothingness between us, an abyss, an endless oblivion. An aching, yawning, maw that eats up every demonstration of care and compassion and commitment I bring to you. You are locked up, bound and naked, squealing and writhing but eating only the most delicious foods, sleeping on the comfiest sheets. You are all mine, forever and ever and ever but... But... I still want more. I want your eyes to sparkle and shine when you see me, I need you to smile and relax at the sound of my voice. I have begged and begged for the smallest acknowledgement of me from you. You remain blank, lost in your own world. So far away from me. I miss you, I miss you so much, but I know I will find you again. - 💌

Ive never received something so fucking godlike before, in all honesty. Ive been blushing since ive got this, and ive been smiling like an idiot cause its just *exactly* what im into. I will masturbate to this I think later when I go to bed and im all comfy and cuddled up to my cushions. I fucking will. This. This. Just this. This has to be one of the hottest things anyones ever written for me on here.

I will screenshot this and itll go in my pictures folders on my phone, cuz ill def come back to it, this is precious.

Ill imagine myself as your prisoner, surrounded by silk sheets yet naked.. and trapped. Afraid, yet slowly warming up to your kind of love as it is now what dominates my entire world. And deep down ill find, I mustve somewhere always craved this. Like the sex im imagining build on that emotional background .. is just so good. Ill fall asleep cumming to that tonight, I think.

[wunderbud]

Alright so, I sat down with Daniel.

This probably won't be a surprise to you or anyone else but he admits that he might have a addiction to not safe for work content (artwork and well, you know real life women & men) which would explain his past behavior in this whole situation.

I asked him how the hell did this addiction of his even start? He says he was probably exposed to it when he was like, 8 or 12.

One sign of this addiction is "Engaging in risky behavior to view it"

Also loss of self-confidence or self-worth

Along with aggression and desensitization

So basically the man has a mental health issue that he didn't really think that much about.

You and others may take this as you will.

Alright, I'm only going to say this once because im so goodamn aggravated. Not towards you, anon, towards Daniel himself. Show this to him if you want to, I don't care what he sees anymore.

An addiction to nsfw does not, in any way, excuse the way he treated me and countless others. It doesn't give him the right to insult me and the other victims, it doesn't give him the right to use people the way he did.

Every single message I've read over from difficult people have all had the same patterns of manipulation, every single one is a fucking sob story of "look at how sad and pathetic I am feel sorry for me" one he gets called out and it makes me sick to my stomach. If he really was sorry for what he did he would've gotten help after the first time he did it.

He's not sorry he did it, he's sorry he was caught. If I hasn't said something, he would have done it again, I'm sure of it.

He needs to own up to what he did instead of spewing out various excuses to avoid taking accountability for anything.

When I asked him if there were any others besides me and the anonymous victim, he said it was just us and well, now we know there was a third. I gave him so many chances to be honest and he never took any of them.

Dan, if you're reading this, you need to stop hiding behind your friends and talk yourself. Stop being a fucking coward and using good, innocent people to speak for you. It's pathetic.

No more second chances. No more sympathy

[youhavehitawall]

Wait, BWD is your ocs?? DUDE!! I THOUGHT IT WAS OBSCURE SHOW YOU'D CARS-IFIED/CROSSED OVER I HADN'T WATCHED AND WANTED TO, I DIDN'T KNOW YOU CREATED IT, HOLY SHIT THAT'S AMAZING!!!

Have you written/made a comic or anything for it yet, or is it more along the lines of "ah yes, my ocs, time to create art with no context for anyone else" (because I do that too if that's the case LMFAO)

AHHH THANK YOUU <3! We have achieved a Professional level of Quality.... hoyl sit !

the stuff on Here is currently just art with no context, but i've got quite a bit written down around them and even more is waiting to be lovingly waxed and polished. These guys have been living in my head since 2019 and aren't going anywhere, but im still ironing out their personalities and the plot of the actual Story Itself- i originally intended to Write the story, but a Comic would also fit for a lot of the scenes i have planned

at the moment these are all future hypotheticals though. for now have a snippet of Ratchet's Horrible No Good Very Bad Day :)

[Before moving to BWD, but after escaping America, Ratchet and Austin are keeping a low profile in Melbourne. Ratchet suffers catastrophic injuries after being pushed off the freeway by a client of their American enemies. Two days after, he's released from surgery.]

Austin’s the first thing you hear. You’re dizzy and you're tired, but Austin’s light, smooth voice is nearby and you know he’s safe. Their voice is steady and constant, and you drift, aware that something is very wrong but not awake enough to parse it out. Whatever the issue is, Austin will fix it. They're good at that. 

The next time you’re aware, someone has pinged your proximity sensors. You crack your eyes open to see your hood has been removed and your engine is exposed to the open air, and you trace the lines, trying to fit the parts into a pattern, into recognisable individual components and failing. The engine is an enigma to you, warped and misaligned like it had been made of magazine clippings. 

The car that woke you is gentle, or maybe not- you realise dully that your engine is numb and cold. She isn’t a threat, poking around with something and humming at the screen, so your attention sways to the warmth along your left flank. You know instinctively that it’s Austin. You recognise his wax’s scent and the slight curve of gold in the dark, and you can feel his fuel lines pumping slowly in sleep like they’re your own. It’s night- the room is black except for the glaringly bright screens of the machines you’re hooked up to. Your vision is too blurry to make them out.

All this information is as warped and piecemeal as the engine in your chassis, like your mind is trying to solve a puzzle-box with no edges, details slipping from your grasp. You’re still not sure why you’re here so late in the night, Austin so close it feels like your flank and his are the same piece of metal.

The nurse sets off your sensors again, and you make eye contact, though barely. Her eyes are so bright in the gloom. She bares her teeth at you- no, she smiles at you. It’s meant kindly. Her teeth are flat and clean and not a threat. “Don’t try to speak, you’re not out of the woods yet.” She says. The meaning is abstract and strange. You couldn’t speak if you tried- the nerves in your mouth were just as dead as your engine, like they’d been pulled out and rewired. You’d bite your own tongue before forming a word. And you weren’t in the woods. You were in hospital, with Austin, who was alright, and you, Ratchet, were injured. You had been falling, and now you were in hospital, but alive.

“You have a roll cage, don’t you?” She continues, and this does make sense. Yes, you have a roll cage. You can normally feel it, like wearing thick armor. Its weight is a comfort.

You try to nod, your suspension making a low wailing shriek of protest like the springs were missing, and she smiles, and you don’t realise it’s closer to a frown. “You’re lucky to be alive, you know, that rollcage saved you.” She cycles air through her vents, watching the monitors you can’t decipher with an expression equally as confusing, before she bares her teeth again. “I’m done for now, so you sleep well and keep healing. I’ll be more careful of your proxies next time.”

She leaves, and as soon as she’s gone you can’t remember anything about her, though you try to, but her face is blurring in with the entire magazine-collage of the night. You’re lucky to be alive- that’s the part that sticks.  Now the dark and the quiet is drawing your mind out and idly, you wonder if this is the dream and that you’re still falling. Still hung in that moment before it all ends, body weightless, engine stalled. But the darkness is comforting and Austin’s fuel pressure is a steady, decipherable rhythm, and you fall back into sleep before the thought can complete itself.

[hematomes]

hydro edition before i lose my motivation for pointless shit

#9, left no impression whatsoever, 3/10: xingqiu

i like his design but the hands are NOTHING. only saving grace is the frilly puffy thing. do better

#8 basically the same except for one thing so 4/10: barbara

the thing? subtle nail polish. you can't see it here. but it's pretty and it suits her

#7 he tried but did he really succeed? 5/10: ayato

he is one pretty motherfucker but the glove pattern bothers me. very long and graceful fingers tho

#6 i can't believe he made it this far, 6.5/10: tartaglia

i got too lazy for a better shot, this'll have to do. i just like how he throws an arrow with his fucking hand. dumbass. id do it better

#5 hate the character but love the aesthetic, 6.5/10: mona

im forever upset about her. her design is pretty, im obsessed with stars so i should love her but she's insufferable. biased opinion, she could get higher but i refuse

#4 best girl but hands are lacking, 7/10: kokomi

im so so bothered by the shape of these gloves. the texture doesn't help. they look really gentle tho so i still like them

#3 corny lines BUT amazing design, 7.5/10: yelan

"things are about to get dicey" shut the fuck up why does it always make me laugh. i have personal beef with her but i love the black and white thing she's got going on

#2 once again hard to pick but for legitimate reasons, 9/10: candace/kandake

kandake sounds better btw. anyway back to the hands: oh my god. oooh my god. yk what she did to those guys in aaru village? she should do it to me. im not a mommy kind of guy but if she's into it so am i

#1 she deserves that title no matter what anyone says, 10/10: nilou

her design is pretty, would be prettier without the belly exposed but im being picky. LOVE HER to bits, and obsessed with how grateful her moves are especially the hands during this idle. take your crown queen you earned it

[castlebyersafterdark]

ok seeing as we are chatting underwear, this has opened up so many lines of enquiry for me that ive never found a forum for. i would love to hear your thoughts on this in whatever detail you like!

a family member recently exposed her crush on a girl from a band, and her shock and confusion cos she doesnt have any other queer leanings and never has. her husband was like 'i understand because women stereotypically are soft and smell good which is part of the appeal for [straight] men, whereas men stink and are dirty and hairy' lmaooooo

and i was like thats part of the appeal in a way i can't even explain. and since learning more about gay culture through byler tumblr, i have been pleasantly surprised to see all these things like... gay men can have armpit fetishes? they lick each other's armpits? and im like go for it! i have never ever had the urge to do that and dont know any female straight friends who have either, even though we too are attracted to men and masculinity. so the difference between these two types of masculine attraction fascinate me. i also tried licking my own armpit once - im a woman and it was relatively clean and hairless, and it still left a bitter, awful taste on my tongue that i literally couldnt get rid of lmaooooooooooo

so back to sears catalogue - i'm curious about this underwear as a sexual awakening for gay or queer men, because though i find men attractive, men's underwear has always been quite amusing to me? like it has to be practical in a way that women's just doesn't. so its almost like the male equivalent of a bra i guess, rather than ladies pants. but bras can be pretty and you dont often see pretty underwear for men that isn't based on feminine designs? your standard everyday men's underwear is intrinsically awkward NO SHADE - too tight and it's funny, too loose and it's considered boyish, too patterned and it's childish, too plain and it's still like a skin tight pair of shorts? i dont know, maybe all those elle girl magazine articles i read as a teen have been too influential on me.

i just think, in a way, that gay male desire is so much purer and more understanding than straight female desire. maybe because the latter comes with this sense of exotic unknowable-ness - at the end of the day, we will never truly understand men, and men won't understand us? and i suppose the other side of this coin is women being flummoxed with men finding us angelic or sweet smelling bla bla - because to women, we are just as gross as men lol. see above my armpit story !!!

so i guess i'd love to hear more details about how gay desire and attraction develops with regard to underwear/presentation/a body thats similar to your own in many ways yet also different and attractive. thanks!

This is sooooo interesting to me and I don't even know where to begin! I shall try.

In my honest opinion, sometimes... a man in just underwear (or a jock or some I guess you'd call it lingerie or whatever) is so much hotter than just full nude. And you know, I think other sexualities of many gender combos might agree, too, for what they like? It's like. Bodies are great, but so is the variation. It's how the body is framed, knowing what's underneath, it's still not the everyday thing you walk around in. It's funny you describe men's underwear as amusing and just practical because I may say the same thing about the standard bra? To me they're kind of a goofy item. But they serve a purpose. And maybe someone into women will see just the everyday bra and think it's the hottest thing ever because it's on a woman. I can understand the appeal of fancy undergarments on anyone, that makes total sense. Like I can look at a photo or whatever of a lady in a nice lingerie set and think, oh get it girl. She looks nice! But even the most basic of garments... men just look good in them? (Except boxers. I hate them hahaha. they're giving nothing.)

It's like... that first glimpse kind of sticks with people sometimes. Maybe it's not universal and everyday I am getting less and less concerned about getting personal on here lol but. It's def a thing for me? There's something so simply hot about a man in a nice pair of briefs. It's just hot? So maybe that's why I do talk about it a lot hahaha. We all have our things! It's chill! Nudity is not the be all end all.

No idea about this younger generation and how sexual desire develops, (which is an odd topic I know, but that's human nature, it doesn't have to be weird!!) because so young they all have access to the internet from the get go (I know my relative's 6 year old kid has a smartphone??? WHY) and all that is available. Before that, what did you get your hands on? What's arriving in the mail for so many? What do you see at the store? It was the 00s/10s but I wasn't looking at straight up porn online until middle school lol. I'm just speaking from personal experience, since I spoke about the department store catalogs. Can I unlock the mysteries of attraction and how people develop what? Absolutely not, gimme a call when there's a way to figure it out haha.

It's interesting the mention of the way men and woman view each other, and maybe how men view other men, women to other women. And I don't always subscribe to the idea that everything is so different, so defined. I'm sure there are women who also find the very things I'm attracted to in a man also very hot. Why do gay men have a thing for armpits? I don't know, because it's part of a man haha. Why do straight men like women's feet? Because the foot can be hot to them and it's on a woman! Why do women look at other women's hands and think that's hot? Bodies are what we've got, we're gonna be into them, if you experience attraction. None of those examples I just listed are even inherently sexual body parts. Sexuality is vaaaaaast and fascinating.

To relate this to the show in a way since this is what spawned the topic: to me the scene is comedic than anything like I didn't look at this scene and feel attraction, I'm beyond that - but the opening with Mike in s4 when he's barely dressed frantic for school? It's interesting to think, maybe that was an awakening for some young gay boy who didn't quite know themselves yet, like they like the show and they like that character a lot and didn't get why. But they see him in his underwear and it's just... one more thing that sparks something for them. Super interesting when you think about formative moments. Love the entire topic of some otherwise innocent movies or shows and there's just some scene that sticks out to you as you're young and starting to get hit with hormones and desire.

[abusesurvivorsafespace]

(tw trauma, animal death, illness, depression, bullying)

honestly it makes feel sad how miserable my life has been. Members of my own family have tormented me, I really think I was born with anxiety and fear since my own mother is traumatized. Bullying, adulterization, abuse and body shaming throught all my child years. At age 12 my body developed a chronic illness due to genetics and maybe the stress, I still deal with this pain. And my parents were negligent and refused to take me to the hospital, I screamed and cried due to the pain for days and they did nothing... I'ts been so hard and sad... I just feel like my life is a story of a people killing a little girl and enjoying it. And the worse is seeing how millions of people suffer, sometimes even sharing the same patterns. The animals too... I just cried today because my dogs have died due to negligence by my parents, my own parents exposed me to abuse within the family members, including being adulterized and body shamed, even one day when I was 6 a cousin attacked a little animal, it was a little colored chicken, to death in front of me and there was nothing i could do. I feel heartbroken. I know I have my own responsabilty of my own emotions, but I don't even feel safe anymore, i don't even feel it's okay or fair. I suspect I have CPTSD, I really feel my life is a mistake, even my own mother told me she regrets having a family with my dad (can't blame her tbh). I would have liked to have a normal life. And what bothers me is why this had to happen. I always feel like I have to hide what happen and my emotions about it. I'm sorry if this was too much or disturbing, I cannot speak to anyone about this... thank you giving people a space.

It’s not too much or too disturbing you’re fine! Im glad you found a safe space on my blog and I’m always here to listen.

It is truly traumatizing / child abuse to witness kids abusing animals and your feelings and emotions are 100 percent valid!

None of this is okay or fair, but trauma just happens unfortunately in this world. It’s just the free will of humans gone awry, not deserved, not justified, and it is totally unfair and you have every right to scream and shout about the unfairness of it.

Having emotional empathy in this world can be extremely difficult and traumatic and you’re valid, seeing others go through traumas can be traumatic as well. I feel the same way about world issues and I try to focus on my own life and creating projects or hobbies in my free time to take care of my anxieties about this.

I hope you’re doing okay feel free to make an alias for yourself and ask me for anything I hope I could help.

[androgynous-barbie]

Bridgerton S3 thoughts thus far

spoilers under the cut i guess. but i dont have like anyone to talk about this show with so

Reasons I do ship Polin

i want Penelope to be happy and being with Colin would make her happy

it's gonna happen anyway

his growth/development is making me like him a little bit

maybe if he grows to accept the Whistledown thing, he can also help Eloise realize that Pen exposed her to save her from the queen cuz god why are we not getting this Eloise ur supposed to be the smart one ffs

gets her the FUCK out of that house (like she wants). her mom's bad but god her sisters just SUUUUUCK

Reasons I don't

he literally does not deserve her (or really, so far, anyone in my mind) after years of her just being a thought in his head and then espesh the bs in the s2 finale - then again really idrc much for any of the bridgerton men thus far.... i know the show's named after them but (as is a pattern with me in life) i really care about the female characters so much more. s1 was daphnes story. s2 was kates story. s3 is penelope's. i know im supposed to see it the other way round in the latter 2 cases but.... (i dunno. maybe make the men cooler than 'he was a rake/slept around alot and didnt know what to do in the world til he found love in her' ? although to be fair they DID make Anthony a compelling character in his season. they just have yet to do that with Colin)

she deserves someone who didn't HAVE to grow to love her after writing her off or suddenly realize she's always been beautiful

the Whistledown plotline.... like... is he just gonna shut up and accept it? is she gonna have to convince him its okay? is he gonna become a co-Whistledown the way Dan and Jenny were BOTH Gossip Girl? this gripe gets its own point later on

Rest of the season thoughts

i wish it was explicitly stated if the match Edwina made overseas was Prince Friedrich cuz my god my girl deserves to be a princess omg

why are we still supposed to care about the Mondrich plots? its leading to NOTHING. this is just as bad as the con artist plot from s2 that i literally just started fast forwarding thru until the finale. - and even THEN all it did was give Penelope more reason to fawn over Colin so really it led to NOTHING

LOVING Cressida Cowper being in her character development era.

Lord Debling is so gorgeous

Lord Debling is so adorable

Lord Debling is so sweet....... and I wish he had said 'yes i do believe love CAN grow' or at least 'fondness/deep fondness' rather than his (truthful) 'i don't know'. cuz damn that was a cute courtship but again we all know this is gonna be Polin season (no pun intended)

solely because of her shit ass parents, i hope Cressida becomes Lady Debling. They COULD be cute but it seems like asking for romantic chemistry is asking alot so if they approach this like a contract ('you receive a wife and eventually a son we hope and i receive a title and money and my parents off my neck') then it could work to everyone's happiness or at least contentment (s2 Marina flashback omg)

i hope at SOME point we get some redeeming qualities from Penelope's sisters. They're so two-note (stupid and mean) and I really think if they're going to insist on putting this bitches in our faces they should at least be bearable

I hope we get some redeeming qualities from Lady Featherington too. It does seem like she cares for Pen but for some reason can't find a way to say it. I hope we find out WHY and then undo that

like i seriously hoped that when she said 'a life unmarried doesn't have to be miserable' (paraphrased or whatever) that pen wouldve been like 'i can do unmarried i can't do unLOVED' and then her mom wouldve said she DOES love her or something

AND i was hoping Pen calling her out wouldve led to something but of COURRRSSSSSSE the moment had to be interrupted

so i'm hoping I just have to wait a little more

The Whistledown identity plot. GAWWWD.

so i havent read the books but from what i heard about them the queen isnt a character in them and so i think the whole 'who's the gossiper' isnt a plot in the books too

and so i wish that this and gossip girl 1 had just been like 'she's here she exists we tolerate it lets go' cuz it's causing ANOTHER plot line to be added into this very loaded season

and it's TEDIOUS especially because we KNOW this wont end with Pen on trial for treason or her and Colin shunned by society cuz this isnt THAT DEEP of a show so WHAT are we doing here?

Benedict gets his own story soon doesnt he? so why are we getting another him + random woman plot?

that being said, i love this season's random Benedict-girl. gorgeous and has some bite. wonder how thatll pan out tho since she doesnt bare the name of the girl he gets with in his book so..

speaking of gorgeous: FRANCESCAAAAA!!!!!!!

she looks like a mix of Phoebe Dynevor and Lily James

I was gonna say 'where has she been hiding' but i found out the actress has been in 2 things ive seen before omg

but ughhhh i was so happy for her and Lord Samadani until the 'i want 8 kids thing'

espesh cuz this'll lead to the queen lashing out cuz she feels like a bad matchmaker and that'll be bad for the bridgertons or whistledown or both and like ughhh

i was SO on francesca's side about being fine and being paired with whoever

but now that she's finding love or fondness with the earl omg im loving that for her too

the giggliness at the piano, their comfort sharing silence its SO CUTE

but knowing just the plot of the books i wonder if this means that [redacted] is gonna end up with her and then she'll still be widowed and [redacted] will end up pursuing her.

maybe THATS why theyre giving her a plot this season. to lead to that

i miss daphne a little. i get it tho

i DEF miss Kate. and Kate and Anthony but i get it tho

come to think of it. i think i'd actually just be happier if Pen's mom and sisters just died tbh (that could change tho. please give them positive qualities QUICK)

[softness-and-shattering]

Said it in tags but yknow what it deserves its own the post. Bear with me a second, this might seem scattered but theresna throughline.

The difference between, as we paint things, cishet allo perisex etc men, and women

Or etc men and lesbians

Etc men and queers

What really boils down to toxicity compared to its healthy counterpart

I just reblogged an example of butch protectiveness. What makes it different from toxic protectiveness. What makes queer chivalry feel comforting and and cishet etc chivalry feel sexist and condescending. You see the pattern Im talking about?

Gender and sexuality arent actually the defining factors here. We use them as shorthand. Cishet etc people are capable of healthy dynamics and queer folks are capable of toxic dynamics.

Im not saying there isnt a correlation, queerness often breaks down cis etc. ideas and ideals and reforms them in healthier ways.

The difference is respect of autonomy and agency.

Why does it sometimes feel gross to women when a guy is protective but good when a butch is protective? The first has sexist history and implications. That because youre a woman you must be weaker, more fragile, incompetent, and the implications make one angry. With a butch, thats not there. They just see you as YOU, protect you because they care about you as an individual.

Difference between someone giving their kid sex ed including consent including what to do if youre uncomfortable, its cold out do you want a jacket, and you better be back by midnight i have a gun take your pepper spray wear this huge jacket. The difference isnt gender or sexuality or lifestyle, the difference is do you assume your kid is competent and equip them to make good safe choices, or do you try lock them away threaten their dates makes them dress covered up because theyre your fragile sweet helpless girl and you think threats or isolation and control is all that will keep them safe.

Men, cishets,[ insert population to hate on here] might be culturally programmed to behave a certain way, may benefit themselves behaving a certain way (eg upholding the patriarchy which is something people of any age and gender can do), but crucially, its not inherent theyre not stuck that way. People can learn and unlearn and grow.

On the other hand, someones queer identity doesnt inherently make them safe. Theres so much lateral violence just on this app. Thats also people buying into normalcy in an attempt for protection, becoming cops for normalcy. And its not the fault of aces or bis or trans fems or trans mascs or whoever the target is this month, every group has people trying to sell out to Big Normal in exchange for being allowed to live and maybe even thrive. Cultural power is real.

Thats my point. Certain groups of people are more likely to have rethought and relearned attitudes we ALL absorbed and are exposed to every day about who we're supposed to shame and which boxes we're supposed to fit and how badly we should hurt ourselves and each other to "get ahead".

Nothing is inherent to anyone of any identity. [X identity group*] are not a lost cause of awful people. We kind of all start out as awful people. We're all capable of growth. There is hope. Its so much work, but if hope isnt worth working for than what is?

*bi group I mean I gender or sexuality or disability (im looking at yall casually demonizing people with narcissism and schizophrenia and many other experiences). Something inherent to a person doesnt say anything about their morality or their choices.

Eg incels are pretty awful people by definition BUT its possible to become not-an-incel, to change ones mind, to leave a cult or a movement. Might be extraordinarily difficult but its possible. To be on that incel path and willingly going further down it, thats a kind of moral choice.

[cbunny9]

Wednesday, 12.06.23

(Day 6/Intro)

Okay, so where do I start?

Im a 32 year old lady who is currently one week into a partial hospitalization program to address my eating disorder (not otherwise specified). As someone in the program commented today, they can’t remember a time where they were not obsessed with food and their weight. I also can’t really remember that time in my life. I’ve had emetophobia and an eating disorder for what feels like my entire life.

One of my earliest memories is one where I’m probably 6 or 7 and trying to fall asleep, however any time I closed my eyes I would get a vivid picture in my head of the babysitter on duty coming into my room with a mouth full of vomit wanting to know where the bathroom was. I’m positive I could relay to you each and every time I’ve been physically ill in that way in my life, as well as any time I’ve encountered it outside of myself.

And still I ask: Where do I start? There’s so much. It feels like so much.

I’ve spent most of my life living with an eating disorder for over two decades, and it hasn’t looked the same the entire time. I’ve gone through periods of restricting and over exercising; I’ve gone through periods of eating very well and over exercising; I’ve gone through periods of not caring at all what I was putting in my body as long as I didn’t throw up; I’ve currently got a nasty mix of all of the varying patterns, thoughts, and rules I’ve learned and given to myself over the course of my life, which is why the doctor in treatment has officially diagnosed me with “Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified”, or EDNOS. It just means my disorder doesn’t fall neatly into one box; I’ve sort of got a potluck of symptoms and behaviors.

Let me preface the next bit by telling you that, after going into my interview assessment at the treatment center and expecting them to turn me away, they recommended I spend time in residential treatment. My insurance does not cover residential, and for the first time in the history of ever when I said “Financially I can’t do that”, the person agreed with an “Absolutely, that’s an understandable and valid barrier,” and said that I could do a 10 day trial of partial hospitalization to see if it’s an adequate level of care for me or if I need something else. Today my anxiety has been very high about whether or not I’ll be “allowed” to stay in PHP or if they will ask me to go to residential and I will have to turn it down for financial reasons, then I’m left to my own devices? It’s really freaking me out.

Anyway…..

My first three days last week were a whirlwind of new faces, and lots of names I’m just today starting to remember. I hate meeting new people. I mean, I like meeting new people in general, but it makes me anxious, and in such a vulnerable setting I’ve mostly felt exposed, judged, and analyzed. It hasn’t been pleasant. Not to say the people haven’t been pleasant; everyone has been really warm and welcoming and kind so far. It’s just the nature of the thing I guess that makes me feel like I’m naked all day.

This week has been difficult. Last week I hadn’t quite “landed” in the building yet; it wasn’t really real to me, it hadn’t yet sunk in to my brain. This week has been more “Oh, okay, we’re here and we’re doing this,” with a generous helping of “You all don’t know me, please stop acting like you know and care about me.” These are things I know that I need to work on in myself. Not everyone is a bad guy, and it’s okay to ask for help when you need it. Note to self.

So I don’t know … generally I’ve been feeling entirely like a stranger in a strange land, who is also just becoming acquainted with their body for the first time. And I miss my job and my coworkers and the kids I teach :( But hopefully I can come out on the other side feeling more like myself, and be more present and capable for them.

If anyone sees this and reads it, thank you.

Sending you peace & love.

[lix-ables]

concept : car sex with hyunjin, it's drizzling outside, only for it to start pouring a little later, but you don't care. just a while back you were freezing, asking your boyfriend to turn on the car heat, only for him to have other plans. "why do you need that when im right here baby? am i not hot enough for you?" hyunjin smirks, his fingers tracing patterns to your bare arm, and before you know it, you're being pulled closer to his body, his hands finding your waist as he helps you straddle his lap. his hands grab your body, his fingers finding the hem of your shirt, exposing the skin just a little bit — you can count on hyunjin for always teasing you.

it's when you grind down on him, when he lets go of you, his hands to his side, more like gripping the car seat, eyes watching your eye move, curious as to what you're going to do next. a smile forms on your face when you see him let out a groan, just as you press down on his crotch — the very obvious and prominent boner that he now sports. "i didn't even do anything," you mumble, whining when his fingers rest back on you — more like the small of your back, as he helps you grind on him, his hips meeting yours occasionally. "you don't have to do anything, and i'd still be hard for you, babe," hyunjin whispers, his voice breathy, short almost, like you'd taken away all the oxygen in the car.

"wanna be inside you now," he continues, his fingers working nimbly on your jean button, trying to unsnap it, "but, i'm sure we're going to get caught." a small laugh leaves your parted lips, and you lean forward to kiss the boy under you, your fingers resting on his shoulder blades, your nails digging into the shirt material — oh, how badly you wanted to wear it when he was inside you, how badly you wanted to watch him have his eyes closed as he breathed you in, all of you.

"i don't think there's anyone around though, baby," you whine, getting needier by the minute, your hips obviously trying to show him just how needy you were by the situation. "plus, it's raining hyun. do you think anyone can see in? they're more interested in being at home."

"wanna take my time with you though," hyunjin mumbles against your lips, his fingers moving to slip under your shirt, his palms rubbing your skin, sending shivers all the way down to your core. "lets get home quick then," you kiss him once, twice, before moving back to your seat, your fingers still resting on hyunjin's. your cheeks pressed against the car seat, as you watch him curls his fingers on the steering wheel, his jaw tight. "say, you can do one thing," hyunjin whispers, turning his face to look at you, his eyes sparkling.

"come for me, make a mess on your pretty fingers hm? and i'll let you make a mess on mine later when we get home. what do you say, darling?"

×××

note. bro the way i manifested the rain rn, and it's pouring i will cry,, also this concept was MADE for this boi, fite me fr. we also love listening to dominic fike while writing this eep. @hwajin , you're welcome to suffer with me, yes?

[faeryloki]

𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲𝐬 ♢ 𝐩. 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫

𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 ➸ 1.8k 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 ➸ fratboy!peter parker x lighter skinned!reader ; “I won’t apologize for marking you up, everyone should know you’re taken.” 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ➸ SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI…. public(ish) sex, unprotected sex, creampie, choking, dry humping, fingering, teasing, wall sex, counter sex (if i missed anything, please let me know)

𝘢/𝘯 ➸ so i tried to be inclusive but this does deal with the reader having a lighter skin tone where hickeys can be shown :(( im sorry to all those who cant read this, 

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    the music was muffled, the thickness of the walls, which stopped the sounds of the party going on outside from filling the bathroom, surprising you as his lips moved up and down your neck, sucking lightly. you knew that it wouldn’t leave a mark, too engulfed in the feeling of peter’s lips trailing back up to yours, a small whimper sounding into his mouth as he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours.

his lips pecked yours, repeating his past actions and connecting with your neck yet again, sucking harder, “hey, no marks, petey.” he chuckled against your shoulder, reluctantly pulling away before he spoke.

“hi,” he whispered, the tension in the room impalpable, the feeling of your panties sticking to you from under your dress making the position you were in uncomfortable. your legs wrapped around his waist, his very noticeable hard-on felt against your heat as his hands rested on your waist, holding you up against the wall.

you reached your head towards him, hoping your lips would meet his in a heated state of want. a whine escaping your lips as he pulled his head back slightly, smirking at your pouted lips.

“say ‘hi’ back, baby,” he said cockily, waiting for you to murmur the word he wanted but all he got in return was a shake of your head, “really? not gonna say hi back to your boyfriend?”

“hiya peetey,” you whispered, still in a pout as he smiled, pecking your lips. you took the opportunity to wrap your arms around his neck, wiggling in your spot and advertently grinding right onto his erection.

he dropped his head against your shoulder, pushing your hips against his, voice raspy as he spoke into your neck, “oh, baby, you know i could easily get off just doing this, grinding this wet little pussy against me, making myself feel good and leaving you all high and dry….well, high and wet.”

“no, peteyyy,” you whined, trying to stop his hands from moving your hips but ultimately failing against his strength.

he chuckled, “im joking, baby, you know i’d never do that to you, you get all cut when you’re needy but leaving you all dripping makes you a brat.”

your words caught in your throat, as he ground your hips into him, his mouth attached to your neck as his length caught on your clit, a moan escaping your throat as he continued his grinding, chuckling into your neck as the pathetic whines and moans that sounded in the hot bathroom.

“what baby? what do you want? gonna have to tell me or i wont do anything,” he teased, ending is words with a particularly hard grind causing moans to escape your lips. flashes of past events of his cock filling you up and making you cum so hard you were screaming, your eyelids heavy with lust as hes nipped at your neck, the same teeth he’s use to nip the inside of your thighs, working his way to your dripping core, thoughts of his tongue working your needy clit filling every inch in your mind.

you mumbled out a ‘please’, the feeling of his hard-on hitting your sensitive nub with every movement of his hips making your head filled with lust as he smirked into your neck.

“please what, baby? gonna need more than that,” he voiced, moving you from the wall and placing you onto the counter, kissing his way to your collar bone as his hands worked at your dress zipper, your body slumped against his.

pulling down your dress further, exposing your shoulders fully as he continued leave sloppy kisses on your skin, eyes darkening as he pulled away, holding your head in his hands and smashing his lips to yours. the kiss was heated, body ablaze with want as he pulled at your bottom lip, pulling away.

“please, petey, want you, please,” you whined, tugging at his shirt to pull it off, wanting to feel his skin against yours.

“oh, baby, i know,” he said in a mocking pouty voice, letting out a laugh when you whined, letting you pull off his shirt, “look so pretty all need, babe, love seeing those lips all pouty for me and my cock.”

his voice grew lower with every word, hands cupping your face as smirked, tracing your skin gently and moving down your arm, a ticklish feeling being left in the wake of his hands before he scrunched up the bottom of you dress, tracing the outline of the lace panties as he smiled to himself.

“d’you wear these for me, pretty girl?” he asked, admiring and tracing the small lace pattern that settled on your hip wrapping around your entire waist.

you nodded, dropping your head against his shoulder and sighing as he traced the thin crotch patch that was soaked. spreading your thighs apart further and standing in between them he slid the small material to the side, collecting your dripping arousal.

he kissed the top of your head, petting your hair as he circled your entrance, whimpers and whines escaping your lips as he pressed a finger in, “so wet, baby. you this wet for me? huh? you dripping all over the counter because of a little kissing?”

you whimpered against his shoulder, “fuck- yes petey, all for you, please- fuck- please petey.”

“huh, baby? couldnt hear you,” he mocked, hand playing with the top of your dress as he slowly pumped his finger in and out, palm applying the slightest pressure to your clit with every movement and flex of his long digit.

“please, petey, please- want more, please,” you moaned, gripping onto the hem of his pants as he added a second finger, whining when his thumb came up and rubbed small circles into your clit.

“like this, baby? wanna cum on my fingers?”

“fuck- yes- please peter- please,” you moaned, gripping onto his bare bicep as his fingers worked you faster, moans falling from your lips with every repetitive motion of his hand.

he smirked at your lust driven state, feeling your warm walls clench around his fingers as you drew close to your release, begging for him to make you cum as his fingers curled slightly to hit that pleasure filled spot.

“you do, baby?” he asked, a sarcastic tone lacing his words, “gonna soak my fingers? you gonna make a mess while anyone can walk by and hear those pretty moans coming from that pretty mouth of yours, huh?”

“yes- please, petey, wanna cum, please,” you whined, burying your head in his neck as you moaned, trying to muffle the sinful sounds that filled the room, “please, fuck- petey, please.”

every moan that left your lips only spurred him on, encouraging to make you moan so loud, even the fraternity tainted bathroom would seem like heaven, he wanted those sinful sounds to never stop.

his other hand snaked its way up to the back of your neck, pulling on the hair and bring your eyes to meet his, “then fucking cum.”

the waves of pleasure washed over you.  his fingers continued their pace, letting you ride out your orgasm. the once cold marble counter now warm and the air that smelt of beer and sweat now reeked of sex.

he didnt stop the pleasurable abuse on your cunt, continuing to pump as his thumb slowed but never stopped. the pleasure still settled at the pit of your stomach but never building, staying an annoying tension caused by your overstimulation that had you mewling into the crook of his shoulder.

“sorry, baby, gotta make sure this pretty pussy’s gonna be ready for my cock, wanna get you all nice and ready to take every. last. inch.” he pronounced each word with a hard pump of his fingers and a circle of your clit, smirking at your fucked out state.

he pulled his hand away from you, bringing his fingers up to his mouth and sucking them clean, his eyes rolling back and a moan escaping his throat at the taste, “fuck, baby, might just have to have a taste of you later.”

he tugged at his pants, pulling them down enough to reveal his boxers, the calvin klein logo which was printed onto the waist band of his pants. the black letter disappearing as he tugged his boxers down after, the fabric now scrunched with his jeans as he grabbed your hips pulling you to the edge of the counter,

he fisted his length pumping up and down collecting the droplets of precum that surfaced, using it as a form of lubricant as he tugged your lace panties to the side again, aligning himself and teasing your dripping lips.

“want this, baby?” he asked, inserting the head of his cock slowly before pulling out, repeating the same movements over and over, whines of want falling from your lips with every shallow thrust.

“yes- fuck- please, petey, want it so bad,” you grabbed his bicep, an involuntary moan sounding as he pushed further into you, his grunt of pleasure making his chest, where your head rested, vibrate. he slowly pumped in and out, going deeper and deeper with every movement of his hips.

your warm walls enveloped him, the feeling euphoric in his mind as he held back, hands griping your hips in a bruising pace, as his lips met back with the skin of your neck, sucking hard and muffling his moans as he sped up, taking note of the way your moans and whines grew louder when his teeth skimmed your collar bone, shivers running down your spine as goosebumps rose on your skin.

“fuck, sweetheart, squeezing my cock so much, feels so good,” his moans mixed with yours, the familiar tension building back up in your stomach as his hand came between you, toying with your clit as you clenched down around him.

“petey, fuck- youre so big, gonna cum, please,” you whined, eyes shutting as he brought his hand up to your throat.

“look so pretty with my hand wrapped around your throat, baby,” he groaned out, “but, i feel like i could make this cute little kitty cum harder”

pulling out and pressing your front up against the wall, he pushed back in with a groan. the new position had you gripping onto his forearm. the veins in his hand bulging as you felt his cock throb in you.

sucking and kissing your neck, his eyes shut, moans leaving his mouth as he rested his head against the back of yours. his hips snapping into you as pleaded, “please- fuck- please petey- tell me you’re close- please.”

“squeezing me so much, baby, how- fuck- how could i not be close?” he asked, smirking and chuckling, a groan interrupting him as his hips stuttered, “fuck, baby, come on, cum on my cock, make me cum with that pretty pussy.”

you let out a scream, nails digging into him as you let go. your walls pulsed around him as he filled you up. groaning into your neck as he sucked and kissed the exposed skin, smiling into you as he stayed there.

you whined, “p-petey, so full, love you so much.”

“i know, baby, i love you too,” he pulled out, turning you around and kissing you , hand reaching for a small towel on the shelf to the side of you. he pulled away, smiling as he faced the sink, turning the water on and letting his fingers be soaked by the falling water, waiting for its warmth.

you looked into the mirror, face dropping as you saw the hickeys that traced your neck, “peter fucking parker.”

he looked up at you, a smirk playing at his face as he looked at the dark bruises that were scattered across your skin, “yes, baby?”

“i said no marks,” you pouted, his chuckle sounding in the room as he soaked the rag, moving back in front of you and pressing the towel in between your thighs, wiping softly.

“I won’t apologize for marking you up, everyone should know you’re taken.”

you let out a whimper as he nudged your sensitive clit, he grabbed your lace panties from the floor, kneeling and directing you feet to pull the panties up, patting you panties in place, the small and simple slaps making you feel the cum that started to slip out of you.

“so pretty, baby,” he complimented, fixing your dress and placing a kiss to your shoulder as he pulled the strap back up. he fixed his appearance, playing with his hair before you rolled your eyes, pulling his hand away and doing it for him.

“there, now you look just as handsome as before,” you giggled, pulling him to peck his lips as your knees wobbled a bit.

his hands rested at your waist, as he pulled you, “lets get back out there, baby, gotta keep up appearances, now dont we?”

he grabbed your hand, unlocking the door and leading you out back into the party, dancing slightly to the music he twirled you, your hips swaying to the beat as you giggled, lost in the moment of dancing with peter, the music no longer muffled and your eyes set on his.

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