#patting my own back

[mammonswhore]

Brothers & First times!

How the brothers react the first (or firsts) times having sex with MC.

Warnings: sex talk,not outright sex though. Tears, emotional baggage, trauma talk, deep emotional scars.

Respectfully and with a hand in my heart and the other in between my legs:

Lucifer is there, visibly he is enjoying himself and having a good time but in the back of his head he is freaking the fuck out because he feels so good and this is so new to him since he never fucked with anyone he loved, let alone someone he adores this much and who wanted to be with him just as much. Every touch, gasp of moan makes him smile as it brings him back to the moment, not too focused on saving this moment on his mind forever but rightfully leaning into savoring every detail and passing second.

Contrary to popular belief, Mammon is a performer and loves to make an act to enjoy himself and to lure his partner to like him always a little more. He has fun while pouring out his love in every touch, whispering sweet words and expecting the same. But! When he is basking in the afterglow,he gasps and yelps as he sits on the bed. He is freaking out in the best way possible, jumping around and biting his nails as his over excitement makes him whisper 'lord' 'can't believe it happened' 'they came? THEY CAME?!?' And is overall super sweet until MC calms him down. He talks after that,he has to talk after having sex otherwise it doesn't feel as intimate for him.

Leviathan will cry the first five times he has sex with MC, not out of pain but because he can't believe he gets to feel them skin by skin and he loves them so much. His emotions are all over the place along with his hands and mouth, bites, kisses, scratches, everything he has he is willing to give now. He is a little awkward,his legs tangle with MC's and his elbow is pressing on their ribcage making it painful but it's fine! It's slow, unsteady and fun just like him and as long as the both of them are enjoying it and are available for cuddles after,he will always be fine.

Resident cat lover Satan is one who enjoys what he never got to experience before,he loves tenderness and gentle touches, strokes that are measured and well thought as well as sweet words that blur the line between loving and seductive. He is a thoughtful lover, one that enjoys to litter kisses on every spot he can, the type to whimper at the exchanged looks of fondness and pleasure. As gentle as he wants to be, he freaks out so much at the thought of hurting MC that he is painfully slow and steady, always too measured and focused to let himself let loose a bit. Satan loves to seduce but is whiny and timid when he sees MC's bare skin so his most shameful moments will happen on the seclude of each of their rooms.

Asmodeus is very nice and sweet when it's his and MC's first time, he thought of it a long time ago, every detail was taken care of for them to have a pleasant time yet he is so giddy, excited and eager that they spend their foreplay in ligering touches, deep kisses and silly inside jokes that end up marking a before and after in their relationship. He is loving and experienced but doesn't pull out the big movements to enjoy this as simple and romantic as it can be. Much unlike his brothers,he has meditated before to keep his chill and enjoy the moment without freaking out every passing second.

The need to bed MC is bigger than himself, Beelzebub is tired of pretending to walk around, trying to see if he can get something, pacing around his thoughts and ruffling his own hair when his overthinking is too much to bare so, when the time comes, he is doing everything in his power and knowledge to please his partner. Rough clumsy hands that unbutton jeans quickly are the same that caress their bare skin so tenderly. His utter gentleness contrasts with his looks, with his furrowed brows and twitching lip that wants to nibble and suck every spot he sees. Just on this very moment of intimacy,he is vocal with everything, with how good he feels and how pounding into them is like being sent to heaven again.

Belphegor is sloppy but eager, he is calm about having sex with MC because he knew sometime it will came down to it but as soon as he is touched, as he feels the warmth of their skin on his, he is whining and asking for reassurance. The guilt of having hurt them before still weighs on him and he needs to have a talk prior and afterwards about if there are any boundaries, actions or anything that can or can't be performed. Behind his usually playful and witty self, Belphegor is unsure of his own desires if they ever come to have more weight for him than MC's own desires, never before he has loved like this and he believes that while sex isn't abnormal it shouldn't be taken so lightly. He wants love and to make them feel loved, nothing on his life was ever been this good and he wants to preserve it and seal it for the first time in a very slow and gentle way.

[amplifyme]

On the bank of the Blue Fork...

"Arya left you, but you left me."

He gives her a sharp look and she holds his eye. He forces himself not to turn away or ignore her blunt proclamation, though it makes his gut twist to remember that night. "It's not that simple, girl. We both knew you weren't coming with me."

"Then why wait in my chamber at all? Why kiss me if you didn't think I'd come?"

"Beg pardon?"

"Why did you kiss me if you meant to leave me anyway?"

It can't be the wine – he hasn't drunk enough. But Sandor's head is suddenly spinning. He gapes at her, like one of the fish they haven't caught. "I never meant to leave you! I wanted to take you with me. Gods, how I wanted that! But I didn't kiss you, bird."

"Of course you did."

"No, I didn't."

"You did," she insists and her cheeks blossom with color as he carefully studies her. "You kissed me and you made me sing a song and then you left me."

"Sansa, the only kiss I gave that night was my dagger to your throat. Have you forgotten that part?"

She ducks her head. "No. I remember that, too."

"As well you should."

"You were very drunk. You've simply forgotten."

"Believe me, girl, if I'd kissed you, I'd know it."

She turns away and grips her pole with both hands and he sees that her knuckles have gone white. She begins to fidget, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. He hasn't taken his eyes off her but he doesn't see her now. Wheels are turning in his head and he thinks what it means that all this time she has remembered a kiss that never happened. And that she did not refuse his company on the Quiet Isle; that she seemed to enjoy it, even expect it. And that she is here with him now, that she has chosen him.

Blind bloody fool, he thinks.

He says her name and she turns to him and then she is in his arms. One wraps round her waist and the other slides up until he is cupping the back of her head in his hand and he is kissing her. Their lips come together hard and she draws the breath from his mouth as she gasps. He hears her fishing pole drop to the ground with a soft plop as her lips open under his. Sandor is not much skilled at this and wastes a precious moment worrying about his lack. But the thought vanishes when she steps closer, pressing herself against him. He wants to devour her, to consume her and carry her within him, where no one can ever hurt her again. And he wants to bury himself inside her, so deeply that there is no beginning of her or beginning of him, there is only the one they might become. He wants this more than he has ever wanted anything, and with a ferocity that both frightens and astonishes him. And as her arms thread through his and begin to snake round his neck, he gathers every bit of his strength, breaks the kiss, and steps away from her.

"There, bird" he says, wondering if she hears the way his voice breaks. "Now you've been kissed." He spins and starts up the slope of the river bank, his heart pounding like a drum. "Come along. It's time to make camp."

These Scars We Wear, Chapter 14

[liverpool-enjoyer]

the way several ppl personally informed me a the Mullendowski Reunion News,,, fhalsfhjasf im so honored yall thought a me

not to pat my own back but im feeling like the ceo of mullendowski rn

[illogicallyx]

ehhehehe accomplished one of my writing goals. its so nice to cross something off

[yesloulou]

Drive To Survive Season 5 Episode 7

In addition :)

[gentil-minou]

"This is more about your ego and pride than Palestine" No its about putting pressure on a party that is supporting genocide

It's about logic

Biden and the DNC would rather cause dissent and dissatisfaction within their own party rather than call for a ceasefire

They know they can get away with it because they're a better option than Trump, because they know they could murder babies in front of you and you'll still vote for them.

So why would they call for a ceasefire when they don't need to?

That's why putting the pressure on them, saying they won't get our vote or saying we are looking for other options is so important.

Because that's the only way they will change.

By saying "Vote Blue No Matter Who", you give him and the DNC permission to permit genocide despite the vast majority of public opinion. You say they can do whatever they want because you will vote for them anyways.

You tell them they don't need to do anything else. That in fact they can do whatever they want. You've shown them you are so terrified of your own government that you would rather lie down and let it walk all over you than put any pressure on them at all

They have a year to make a change. Biden could end this all tomorrow, but why would he when he has you doing his dirty work?

[simgerale]

PROLOGUE

TRANSCRIPT:

In a far corner of the world, there was a continent once torn apart by war and greed, fighting over old grudges and forgotten slights.

With time came new rulers, and against all odds, the neighboring empires built an alliance.

The unexpected love between an empress and an enemy prince brought on peace after decades of strife.

Together, they bravely fought for the future.

For themselves... and then for their children.

[quinn-pop]

another halloween thing, consider it the cringe day wednesday special

[milkovski]

matching bedhead

[crazylittlejester]

this has nothing to do with LU but I was going through my procreate folders and I found this masterpiece I drew of me and my friend as that one meme that was really popular a bit ago + a few other things

original meme under the cut

[xmdart]

And I'm thinking, yes, I'm yours

No one can compete

[yoinkschief]

One Week

It's arrived

[femmeetart]

carol's favourite stress ball(s)

(she is questioningly my sanity, don't mind her)

[thaliasthunder]

no matter how many good jokes there are in rwrb nothing will peak the astronomical level of comedy alex calling himself henry's old colony in an email was to me

[notsomeloncholy]

Galaxy gf rly feeds into all of my middle school yearning what can i say

[j-almori]

random thought but

as someone who had terrible people-pleasing tendencies for the entirety of their life and who only recently has begun their ‘villain era’ by finally listening to themselves, not others, i find it weirdly helpful to have lucio as my main interest right now — a character whose own desires and needs are his top priorities and who doesn’t hesitate to express it and to act accordingly, ever. it is some heavy egocentrism in his case and it does lead to many disastrous consequences until he knows better hsjhsjk but still, the thought gives me comfort and somehow reminds me to put my needs and feelings above others’ expectations of me, motivating me to speak up for myself more, to be my own advocate