#ohhhh this is a dynamic

[woahjo]

the first time the high lord katsuki touches you, he drags his fingers lightly over your clothes. his palms slide against your shoulders, your waist, your hips, and your thighs. he's careful to not overstep, moving slowly over your body as if any sudden movement would shatter the illusion.

he'd asked you to come look at something on his desk. a book or some other thing, and you'd obliged because you appreciate the things he shares with you. but you had stood so close to him, so close that katsuki could smell you, that he could lean forward a little and put his face in your hair.

"tell me if you don't like it," he'd mumbled, his voice tense and gravelly. there was a bite to it, a nervous one that he'd struggled to conceal.

then, he'd moved his hands to touch your hips. lightly at first, then with a bit more urgency. you had not turned around to face him, instead content to let him touch you this way. almost like worship.

his hands now roam gingerly over your clothing, catching momentarily on the heavy fabric before letting it fall again. he spends a lot of time simply feeling your shape, greedy hands that tremble with his desire to take you. katsuki touches you because you let him, because you want him to.

katsuki doesn't fuck you today, but he does other things. he lets his hand slip to your inner thigh and you part your legs with a small step to the side. neither of you speaks a word and the room is so silent save for your breathing that you could hear a pin drop. kirishima is outside of the door, but he won't enter unless he's called. the silence and secret of this wraps you both in a film you can't seem to break free from.

slowly, he pulls your dress up to run his fingers along the inside of your thigh, raising goosebumps along your skin and causing you to shutter and lean back against him. he sighs a little, leaning forward so that his breath hits the shell of your ear. then, he places a small kiss on your exposed part of your shoulder where it meets your neck.

then, his fingers dip to cup your cunt, pressing lightly until he finds the spot that makes you gasp and lean forward, bracing yourself with both hands on the table. his thick finger rubs circles into your slit, pulling aside your underwear to collect your wetness on his fingers before pressing it again to that sensitive bud.

you sigh, letting your head fall forward and katsuki steps closer to you, close enough that you can feel his hardness against your ass. he groans when he realizes the extent of your wetness, no doubt thinking about how long you've been like this, how long he's let you go unsatisfied and neglected.

katsuki doesn't make an effort to enter you, nor does he move his fingers from your clit. he just rubs circles into it, finding a pattern that makes you tremble and sticking with it. you sigh softly as he touches you, your skirt hiked up over his wrist and legs spread ever so slightly to give him room to pleasure you. choked moans and whines threaten to escape your lips and you can feel katsuki's face and breath beside your head, his eyes fixed on you as he watches your expression twist into one of mounting pleasure.

his hand comes up to brace your hip when you get close, pulling your body against him so that his hard cock is flush against you. it's a possessive movement and the roughest he's ever been with you, harshly jostling your body against his as if to have you close when you reach your peak.

you're leaning forward, fingers digging into the fine wood of his desk, as he repeatedly rubs at your clit, occasionally dipping to your entrance to collect your slick. you'd love for him to put them in you, to curl his thick fingers inside of your body until you cum, but this seems to be all he allows himself to do, as if he's holding himself back from ultimate pleasure.

what he does do for you is certainly enough, though. soon, he's crowding your body, his figure hunched over yours as you twitch and writhe against him. he keeps his fingers firmly rubbing at your clit, soft circles that grow more intentional with each twitch of your hips against him. then, you tense up and sigh deeply, then tension in your body fleeing as you cum hard against his hand and rut your hips into his fingers.

katsuki watches and groans softly as you finish, still moving his fingers and breathing heavily in your ear until you collapse forward against the desk with overstimulation. your legs tremble and squeeze his hand between your thighs and your breath comes heavily and quickly. he breathes like this too, as if he's just exerted some great physical force, and you can still feel his cock twitching against you in his pants as the fingers on his free hand dig harshly into your hips.

katsuki doesn't move his hand until you've stopped your twitching, content to leg you squeeze it between two plush thighs. then, he removes it, briefly holding your skirt up and peering around you to see the supple flesh of your leg, before letting it drop. you exhale a breath you hadn't realized you were holding and katsuki lingers behind you for a moment before letting his head fall forward to rest against your shoulder.

neither of you says anything about the reality of what you've just done. it's a great crime. one that is not easily undone should anyone find out about it. the two of you sit in silence as it settles over you.

[ohcaptains]

having the most violent and obscene ghoap thoughts where you live together as a throuple and one time during a pretty intense scene, you get super upset that you’ve made johnny mad, because he’s always the soft and gentle one. the sweet one, who teases but is never mad. never frowns and tells you off. his face never goes dark, and his dominance has never come from a place of meanness before, but in your subby, spaced mind, you think you’ve really upset him.

it doesn’t help that simon tuts. says, you’ve gone and upset him now, love, and that breaks you. makes you turn to johnny and pout through tears.

i’m sorry, you sob. johnny, i’m sorry.

simon laughs meanly at you. don’t see ya’ apologising for making me angry. and you don’t mean it, not really. you’re just in such a delicate space. strung out from coming a handful of times — from the mix of pleasure and pain, that you sob, but you’re always angry.

you don’t see simon’s jaw twitch. don’t see the way his face clouds over, because you’re too busy crying up at johnny, saying, johnny baby, m’sorry, until the tears build to hysterics, and simon’s letting go of your hands. johnny’s cradling your head in his lap, and he’s wiping tears from your cheeks.

hey, shh, shh.

um’ sorry, i didn’t —

i know, i know lass.

and just simon wringing his hands and not knowing what to do with himself, because it’s one thing knowing that he’s angry, but it’s different when you’re crying it up at him and ohhhh just. just simon sitting in the garden at night, smoking, and thinking about it, because you didn’t do anything wrong, because you’re right. he is always angry.

[savoredsins]

veilguard got me remembering how solas fumbled the rivani baddie and the polycule smh

[katabay]

bi-han and kuai liang this time! I love. fucked up brothers. and they're so so so messed up. when bi-han comes out of the fog in that one scene? I'll be thinking about it FOREVER

[cunning-and-cool]

terrible idea: onderon happened the same year that zeb got promoted to captain

[findafight]

Venom/spiderman steddie but like. Steve has the codependent relationship with the symbiote (Robin) and Eddie is Spiderman who sells his own selfies because that's easy money. He sees Steve walking down the street talking to himself and buying forty pounds of chocolate and was like oh~? He's... deranged? Sounds like my kind of man!

Meanwhile Robin is like "Steve can we PLEASE eat that homophobes head. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE" And Steve, outloud says "ABSOLUTELY NO EATING PEOPLES HEADS ROBIN"

This does not deter Eddie who think having a no eating heads policy is a good thing.

[raptorrobot]

thinking about how icariel and gabv1el can absolutely exist simultaneously. icarus is something familiar and comforting for gabriel while v1 is something exciting and new. icarus is a source of soft and tender love and v1 is all up in that freak shit. both of them have tried to kill him and have awakened something within him respectively. i think they would make a dreamnightmare polycule

[tenwhiteandalusians]

so no one was going to tell me if i got literally one episode further tenax drops that he’s the one who saved scorpus from his mom’s pimp AND that he’s intimately familiar with scorpus’ dick when he was younger. guys. guys.

[clembian]

thinking abt sam and andy,, specifically andy showing sam the salt he found in that abandoned house

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Fantasy Wally but he talks to everyone like this one tumblr post I can’t find where the warlock calls the party “chat” and the god/demon patron “mod(s)”

“Hey mod this guy’s being mean. Kick em.”

*bandit dies a thousand deaths in the span of a millisecond*

Something like that 😂

this Immediately made me picture Wally & Home making a (poorly set up & executed) joke where Frank is being A Lot while Home is unfolded and Wally just goes "mod, chat is being too loud. ban them" & Home fully grabs Frank and starts to drag him into the building

[mail-me-a-snail]

even more vance lore for tonight but we're heading into phantom liberty territory

when vance meets songbird for the first time during that call, he's wary of her. of course he is; she's a stranger asking him to meet her somewhere simply because she needs his help, as if that's a script he hasn't heard a thousand times before.

but when he sees what she can do; what she does to johnny; what she reveals about herself as they talk—he realizes she's like him. she was made to be the perfect netrunner: capable of anything, of excising useless data dumps from the relic itself as easily as if she's putting him under the knife in person, of being everything the nusa needed her to be.

loyal. independent, in a sense.

dangerous.

it's not until later that vance learns the circumstances of her recruitment into the nusa. she had been the same age as he had been: 19 years old, with everything to look forward to and nothing to go back to.

it's not until later that he learns that she is not like him; it's that she is what arasaka wanted him to be.

her real form—99% more cyberware on the surface than organic skin—is what would've happened to the generation of netrunners after vance.

had arasaka known of so mi's existence when they had peeled the organic skin from vance's torso?

would it have mattered if they had or hadn't?

would they have still done what they had to him?

it's easy to ask when it's already happened; it's harder to feel betrayed when he would've done the same exact thing in her shoes.

the nusa had its songbird; arasaka had its watchdog; only one of the two of them had ever truly escaped their cage.

[dayurno]

Okay. As the supreme authority on all things Kevin Day I need you to give the veredict on something: is Kevin into CNC

(I feel like the AFTG fandom doesn't do a lot with consent play, which I get WHY, but it is as a matter of fact a pretty common kink for survivors)

supreme authority huh. ok lets see 🤔!

short answer: yes & i think kevin is probably somewhere in the spectrum between free use (pretending to be impassive but not unwilling) and bordering predator play (active struggle for the sake of being manhandled and forced to submit)

long answer: i was just talking about this with miss nanatsuyu but kevin’s extensive consent issues make the idea of enthusiastic consent feel embarrassing at best and confusing at worse so cnc in any capacity would be right up his alley in my opinion!!! he likes not having to say it outright and as a man canonically declared “as bratty as they come” i believe kevin would find it very hot (& cathartic! in a way) to be rightfully overpowered and told to take it :)

i had half an idea about that the other day (and excuse the poor writing i just put these things down in a hurry for later probing) for kevjean in a play wrestling sense and i think it pretty much sums up how i think kevin would like this dynamic 🏃🏽 it’s a lot about having no way out and, even knowing that he cannot take whatevers in menu for him, being told that he will anyway

[my-thoughts-and-junk]

i think chilchuck and laios don't start becoming involved until after the events of dungeon meshi. this is partially because i think chilchuck should at least somewhat try to mend things with his wife (or at least officially end things) but also because i think laios becoming king WOULD make chilchuck go "okay i need to kill any feelings i have for this man"

[starlooove]

If y’all weren’t so racist we could have so much batgirl tiff and robin damian 💔

[yonpote]

honestly all of the assigning phil as passenger princess stuff is making me rethink all the years of dan avidan of grump game just chillin and telling stories while arin dies at mega man repeatedly or something

[comfied-chriterature]

Sometimes I forget about qprs and then I remember and I'm like OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!