#with fucking endless support and love

[scatterbrainedbot]

here have a wip of a rat sons comic that i keep tearing up about while writing

(feat. tortoise papa splinter and his rat baby leonardo)

[densewentz]

Take Your Kid to Work Day (with Dream's decidedly more alarming version of an artist rendering their kid's drawing)

[webonchin]

Morning serenity

...

in other words AAAAAAAAAA *rips off my hair* i'm jumping!!! them!!! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ This one is special because it's based of my first fanart from one year ago(link) yay!! wich I still find hilarious

[carebearcody]

‘after everything he has done for the club' like how he tried ruining a title winning season? putting up the worst performance ever in the northwest derby? not only leaving but making sure the club makes absolutely nothing from it? 'talk now' celebration dedicated to the supporters? sorry but he made his bed i have no sympathy

[lambilegs]

GUYSSSSS LOOK AT THE CUP MY FRIEND BOUGHT ME WHEN WE WENT OUT THIS SHIT BELONGS IN A MUSEUM LIKEEEEEE

[moe-broey]

MAN. You ever got like REALLY FUCKING PASSIONATE about A Vision and you feel SO INSANE ABOUT IT and then. Hhh actually don't care. I was like FEVERISH OVER THIS. THOUGHT I WAS SOOOOOO ONTO SOMETHING. But now I just couldn't care less LMFAOOOOO

WELL. Sequence of Events:

> Attempt to find a suitable name for a potential Pokemon trainer OC, thinking of the common naming conventions (flowers/plants, colors)

> Instructions unclear made another Moe.

Loupin. I mean Loupin.

Lifted from the book I was reffing:

Lupinus - Dejection, Imagination, Voraciousness -- to comtemplate upon a wild lupinus is believed by some to present a portal to the fairy world.

Lupinus texensis - Forgiveness, Self-sacrifice, Survival. Specifc colors - Pink, Memories of those who died, Struggle to survive.

Idk the more I look at my sketches the angrier I am it just didn't come out... I don't even know. This isn't even really canon, like I've said before. If Moe stayed in the dream realm it would just be a completely different person. It would be a tragedy. I never wanted to explore it as a possibility.

But then I was just Struck. With SUUUUUCH a strong image. Of, the idea behind all the fairies, that they never had a chance to grow up. I was thinking about pixies and imps. I was thinking of a dream pixie that delivers prankish dreams. The idea, that at first glance, you really Can't tell which realm Loupin is associated with. Then it casts Wake Up and Get Ready For Work dream or You're Out In Public Butt Ass Naked Unable to Find Clothes dream or Totally Safe For Use Toilet I Promise dream. It's...... ultimately harmless...? But COME ON, MAN.

Okay but going back a minute. About the not growing up, detail. That, this version of Moe would be stuck as an eternal child. I was ESPECIALLY thinking about "ideal selves", and that Moe has never seen a future for itself. Even as a child. It could never imagine what it would even look like all grown up. And I was thinking about how each fairy Wishes for something, that's a direct response to their trauma. Ideal Self + Unable to see a future for itself + What it wishes for.

Then I had a BEAUTIFUL. INCREDIBLE VISION. Loupin is a beast unit. OF COURSE MOE'S IDEAL SELF WOULD BE A BEAST UNIT (LIKE. Baby Moe In Particular). Sharp pointy fangs and BIG HUGE CLAWS and strong legs for running and HOOVES. TO KICK AND STOMP YOU TO DEATH WITH. YOU BITCH ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️For extra flair (and speed!), its wings are more dragonfly-like. And a cute little tail............ hell, the way this is going, you don't even gotta introduce it to it/its pronouns it's probably already fucking there. Could also speak to some dehumanization experienced in a previous life but don't worry about that. There's actually plenty of things here you don't gotta worry about. Definitely don't overanalyze the fact that it could never see a future for itself that every day was just survival mode and what it wants for the Most is a way to either defend itself make itself Scary or be really fast.

Godddd okay okay but there's Something. Too. To the fact that this Moe is frozen in time, 12 at absolute oldest. I was aiming for a more androgynous look, too. But for the idealized self to remove anything that it could be sexualized for against its will. Remove everything it has to "protect", add more bells and whistles for protection.

GAAAHH MAYBE. MAYBE. THE PROBLEM. Is I just got too much shit going on LMFAOO and I ALWAYS. REALLY REALLY STRUGGLE W THE FAIRY DESIGNS. BANE OF MY EXISTENCE. I gave up on the color palette halfway LMFAOOO LIKE. This is very much a First first draft. But also, not something I feel too compelled to spend any more time on...? It is just a thought experiment, at its core. Any which way. I do love it... the Idea of Loupin.............. unfortunately if I think too hard about the ramifications of Loupin I will cry and throw up though. No world where this can be canon. SAD❗

[snat-snailcat]

I had some stupid epitome this past weekend. Like, it was an obvious train of thought that just hit me so much harder.

In a more walkable part of town, where some streets were closed off to allow only bikes, so that pedestrians could move about freely, I was amazed at the number of restaurants on the block filled with people. It was a Saturday, so of course people would be out and enjoying themselves! But after living in US Suburbia for the past few years (and most of my childhood), there was something incredible about three different coffee shops, all locally owned, sharing the same block with each other, a number of bars, bistros, art galleries. And I thought to myself, "How are they all staying in business?"

Because in my hometown, we would often see a cute little shop go up one summer just to be gone by the next- so many businesses start up and fail, it's just a fact. But then the train hit me-

If I was only spending, say, 20% of my monthly income on rent, I could afford to not cook every meal. Not just eat out at fancy places - I could afford to just pick up dinner of my way home. If I had enough to not stress about groceries, I would actually think about going places with friends more! All these people enjoying themselves as I walked and contemplated things made me feel like everything I wanted was so, so close.

I can't think of the last time I did something as simple as going bowling, or minigolf- activities that aren't luxuries at all really. These are just things that people of any bracket should have the means to do every few months. When is the last time I paid to see a movie? Or take a class? When is the last time I was able to actually let myself do something that cost just a little bit of money? Probably Ren Faire, and that's once or twice a year.

I hate capitalism, I hate profit motives, I do. But if someone wanted an economy like this to work, surely they would see that everyone in that economy needs money in order for it to function. If people can't afford to buy dinner on their way home, that's another restaurant that can't stay open. If everyone is pinching pennies because groceries take up the majority of one paycheck a month that doesn't go to rent, then it's no wonder why they wouldn't be visiting the local bowling alley or whatever.

Again, it's not a new idea whatsoever, but it had never struck me so hard.

Economists be blabbing on about the oncoming recession and the various versions of economic stagnation paired with extreme inflation. But they ignore the fucking mammoth in the room- under the current system, people require money to survive, and when survival is difficult, they are going to use less of that money on things seen as extraneous. We prioritize our rent and our food, because we need those to live, and things like going out and enjoying life are tossed to the side. And it could be so simple! If you want to keep this system where money has to move around in order for it to function, give people some money!

And if it's too hard to write a check to every person, it can start at taking less money. I spend about 45% of my monthly income right now on rent. 15-25% goes to groceries and household items. about 10-20% between student loans and car insurance. Imagine if only rent was capped at 20%. Suddenly I have enough every month to support another café on my lunch break instead of making my own beverage, and I can interact with people. Suddenly I don't feel like a melon baller has been used on my stomach every time I stop to pick up dinner somewhere. In this dream world, I can tip a barista an extra $2-3, and everyone else can to (tipping culture is stupid but that's another rant). That's another few dollars in the pocket of a worker, of a local business owner, and it moves around.

There's a joke among artists who sell at cons/fairs/markets about the same $5 that gets passed around. Someone goes to my booth and buys a sticker, and I turn around, same bill in hand, to buy from them.

It is just nice to imagine a world where we can do that. Where we all can have enough extra to offer to buy someone their breakfast, to repaint our rooms or finally replace a broken piece of furniture without feeling guilty at the cost. To host people over without feeling like you need to ask them to contribute because you're barely scraping by, and where they bring something anyways, not out of obligation, but because they also want to share in what they have.

Didn't mean to hijack a post, but it's just been on my mind. What if we did just give everyone that money. Forever. It literally could not cause anything to get worse.

there have been 774664 studies on basic income and the results of every single one have been “wow! we gave people money and literally everything improved! crime rates are down! the actual sky is bluer! my (the researcher’s) wife decided not to leave me after all!” but these have all been short studies, just a couple years. i think what’s really missing from the field is a proper long form study, with a broader, bolder demographic, to really get us those numbers we need. a truly diverse study pool like, say, everyone. forever

[followerofmercy]

Networking/Knowing A Guy: A Guide

This is the autism website. Now, as an extension of the power of love and friendship, there are few things more useful than Knowing A Guy. Knowing A Guy means you have a support network. Knowing a plumber, or a tax accountant, or just that one dude that's really fucking good at finding the information you need when you're really overwhelmed, can be the difference between being able to pay rent and having a fun party with friends to fix your shit.

How does one end up Knowing A Guy? It's a skill you can develop called Networking and it is one of the foundations of society. Unfortunately making those connections with people is fucking hard and nobody makes a tutorial for it. So, here you go:

The golden rule is you scratch my back and I scratch yours

It is necessary for survival to seek out useful people

Great news! Everyone is useful in some form or fashion - including you! When given the opportunity to learn about someone, do it! Extroversion does not come naturally to some people and that's okay. Just take whatever falls in your lap.

Types of usefulness: trade skills, connections of their own, personality you jive with, pleasant to talk to, niche interest in shared hobby, security - the list is pretty much endless. I know a guy that lives in the metro area - no job, no major hobbies, inoffensively annoying to me personally, kinda ignorant, not attractive to me, but you know what? He knows how the fuck to get around the city by foot. My rural-raised ass APPRECIATES the guide.

Remember important information: general personality, background, skillset, likes and dislikes. You can find this information by making smalltalk about their life. There is no such thing as pointless conversation. (Yes, even the annoying smalltalk)

The more people you know, the higher the likelihood that one of them will be useful in a given situation - or will know someone who is.

It is overwhelming. In a given clique/community/workspace/whatever, there is A Guy Who Knows The Other Guys. This Guy is a shortcut. Find them. They're often elderly, extroverted, a little bit annoying, a secretary or in some otherwise forward-facing position. Look for people that are gossipy/talk about other people a lot but not in negative ways. If they constantly talk shit, they'll talk shit about you too. They're still useful but be careful with the information you share

You do not have to like someone for them to be useful.

You do not have to like someone for them to be useful.*

If you have low self esteem, you're going to feel like you're using people. You're not. That's the devil talking. People like feeling valued and the connections you are making are the threads holding community together. Recognize people for their talents. It's only a problem when you're taking advantage of people

So: don't feel scummy about it. You're an animal. You have to claw out your right to survive and people will respect you more for it.

Luckily mutualism is the name of the game in the animal kingdom. Offer something back. The foundation of a Know A Guy relationship is Mutual Benefit

Sometimes that Mutual Benefit is just spreading news of the The Guy far and wide. My plumber friend is my actual friend and I love her to death, but I'm maintaining our backscratch relationship by pimping out her plumbing business to anyone that'll listen

Food is a good Mutual Benefit. People across cultures for all of human history have bonded over food. I have good success asking people for a favor and then offering to buy them lunch in return **

General compensation is also good. Offer a service in return and always do your best to offer financial compensation as appropriate. Having your plumber friend take a look at your drain: doable with a case of beer. Having your plumber friend redo the pipes in your entire house? You need to pay for that.

Being transactional is not necessarily a bad thing. I would advise against keeping an itemized list of things owed, but fish don't seek out cleaner shrimp just because they enjoy their company. Everyone gets something

Unfortunately being extroverted and generally personable is a huge benefit here, but that's the value of the Guy That Knows A Guy. There's someone out there that has consolidated All The Guys so you don't have to be the local expert. Always remember nobody can do everything and you don't need to master every skill

* This is the foundation of a functioning community. I have many acquaintances that I find incredibly annoying. They include doctors, welders, artists, social workers, lawyers, construction crew and random fuckers at the grocery store. I do not hang out with them. I do not have to in order to maintain a civil Know A Guy relationship. I can drop them useful tidbits and fuck right off so I don't have to spend any more time than necessary with them

** People may assume romantic intent. Be prepared for that. I generally denote that it's a friendly/work lunch by calling them bro at some point if they're my age. Otherwise my general demeanor is sufficient to show that I do this with everyone

Source: personal experience, mother's teachings of crime, booth vending and poverty

[anantaru]

⚝ DAY 12 — COCKWARMING

kinktober 2024. — masterlist | ao3

— including. — aventurine, phainon, mydei, sunday

— warnings. — fem! reader, cockwarming, big dicks yeah, size difference, some teasing here n there

⚝ AVENTURINE

it’s disgusting how much of aventurine was inside of you— how wide he's forced you open at this point, how deep he's buried himself within the tight force of your walls, like he's staking a claim somewhere no one else could reach.

every pulse of his cock has your insides clenching down desperately, spasming in wet, sticky aftershocks that left your vision spinning as he cockily grins against your mouth, so full of unbearable satisfaction you could sob from it, truly, rutting his hips lazily forward just to feel you tighten again.

the mess between your bodies was sinful — thick and sticky cum gushing through your hole and coating his thighs, soaking the sheets beneath you as you try to move against him harder, fucking yourself against his cock while at the same time, escaping the unbearable sensitivity.

well, he just laughs in return before locking you in place with his large hands, "you don't get to run this time," his pace stops sloppily as your body aches, fuck— it's like he had been caught between pleading and devouring, breath snagging on the edge of something that tastes too much like love and madness when he got himself comfortably settled within your cunt, "wanna stay there like this," as his breath fans hotly against your neck.

"you're lucky i'm not making you beg for more," as your toes curl through another thick trickle of his cum spills out of you, yet aventurine just stays, savoring every second.

⚝ PHAINON

you're certain that your body cannot take phainon's torture anymore, cannot make sense of how impossibly stuffed you are with him refusing to move, the ache of being stretched past what you thought was possible adding an unbearable stretch of him anchored low in your gut, pulsing like he's trying to nest there.

your entire frame was twitching, your gushing arousal multiplying by the searing pressure of him lodged against your deepest parts, like he's hammering into something precious just to watch it break.

you sob quietly into his neck, back arching up into him as phainon groans and throws his head back before biting down cruelly at your shoulder, unable to pretend he's anything but obsessed with you, it's like a curse, like divine punishment— your tight, wet heat sucking him in with every flutter of your walls, a growing vice that made his thighs shake and his breath catch, muscles locking as though your body was dragging the soul straight out of him.

it's unbearable, yes, but exquisite? obviously, and he swears he can feel the shape of your cunt clinging to every ridge of him, a maddening pressure that made his spine arch and his stomach clench, as if he's being wrung out from the inside just by staying sheathed in you.

the heat between your bodies was suffocating as your thighs tremble violently from how hard you're pressing him in, a hot craving to milk him more crawling through your body, "you're so fucking pretty like this," he snarls against your ear, his voice low and shattered, "you love it, don't you? stretched wide around me, dripping, yeah?," as you can barely hold onto his muscular arms for support, nails scratching at his biceps, the weight of his cock and the endless flood of him inside you making your whole stomach feel bruised and hot, heavy with lust.

⚝ MYDEI

mydei was insufferable whenever he did that little trick on you— his soft, dragging length pulsing inside you after fucking your brains out for hours, yet now refusing to continue while filling you so full you swore you could feel him under your ribs.

mydei doesn't thrust anymore, doesn't even rock his hips because, well, he just stays locked instead, caged over you, hands trembling slightly where they grip your wrists against the mattress. he's breathing like he's in agony, forehead pressed to yours as his pink tongue was darting out to wet his lips as he fights to stay still.

your walls flutter helplessly around him— was he too tight or too slick? fuck, it's hitting you from all the right places as you resort back to squeezing him in slow, involuntary spasms that had him cursing brokenly underneath his shaken heaves.

the mess between your bodies illuminated the hours from before, every tiny movement sending another gush of slick and cum down the curve of your ass and plastering your skin, "perfect," his breath catches in a low, fractured rasp as his hips twitch forward before he slams the restraint back down, as if any more of your pussy taking him so well might ruin him entirely, "you're too perfect, don't let me go now,"

you choke on a sob at his words, ankles snapping tight around his waist like your body was begging on instinct, needing more of him even when you're already split open like that, yet fuck— can he just move already? you're already so full it feels like your insides are bending to fit him, reshaping by the weight and the searing hotness of his cock nestling within you, although for mydei not nearly deep enough.

⚝ SUNDAY

you're shaking, because hey, how else were you supposed to react with the sudden flip in sunday's movements— he's big, agonizingly thick and presses into your swollen walls, worst part? you can feel him everywhere.

in your gut and your spine as the nerves in your body were slowly set on fire— an overflowing wholeness which never ends, like your body was made only to hold the thickness of him and take it, because sunday knew you could take it, yeah? every tiny shift, every bare clench of him inside you sending raw sparks scraping through your arched back, burning you open from the inside out.

with him, it wasn't the rhythm in his thrusts that would ruin you whenever the both of you were intimate— instead, it's the unbearable stillness he uses whenever he felt like you've been a bit of a brat this time as his cock lodges further with a greedy grind as something inside you breaks to make room for him— with your walls contorting to the swelling veins on his length, the shape of him carved into your flesh like a curse.

it wasn't just that, it was so much more, as if your body was folding in on itself to take him and keep him inside forevermore, like you were built to be stretched wide and stuffed full until the ache becomes your newly found identity.

sunday buries his face in your neck, biting down hard enough to bruise your skin as he fights against the instinct to fuck you through the mattress as he breathes like he's drowning, ragged gasps dragging in between filthy, broken moans as he rolls his hips just the slightest bit— enough to feel the way you clamp down so hard you nearly force another spill out of him.

"you were made for this," he drawls, the impaled sensation of his cock rooted deeply in your cunt, every twitch a cruel reminder that he wasn't done yet, "made to keep me inside you, forever," as his hands slip under your ass, gripping you so tightly you begin to whimper out his name before he's shoving you against him again.

©2025 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify, claim as your own

[gloomwitchwrites]

aftercare with the boys???

Okay, but I love this question. The wonderful thing about aftercare is that it doesn’t need to be complicated and intricate for it to be effective. Good aftercare is tailored to the couple (or multiples if there are more than two people engaging in sex). But also, not everyone is great at aftercare, and figuring out what works for you might take some trial and error. And let’s also be realistic here, not all of the 141 is going to knock it out of the park…they are human after all.

MDNI

written w/ gn!reader

John Price

Seasoned and experienced, Price understands that aftercare is the standard, not the exception.

Whether it’s just a casual one-night affair, or a long-term relationship, Price goes out his way to make sure aftercare happens.

Price doesn’t assume what your needs are. Instead, he presents options before sex happens. There are a few things that come standard like getting you a glass of water, but there are more specific things he wants to know like whether or not you want a shower afterward, and if you want to take that shower alone or with him.

His favorite form of aftercare involves physical touch. If you’re open to it, Price wants a good cuddle with lots of intimacy.

He’s more than happy to chat you up afterward if you need that. Or, if you just need to yap and for him to stay quiet, he can do that, too.

Affirmations, affirmations, affirmations.

Will follow up with you the next day via text or call to make sure you’re doing okay.

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

A firm supporter of aftercare.

He’s not one to fuck and leave. Kyle prefers the long-term commitment. He likes the intimacy.

Won’t ask you before sex what you need for aftercare, but will ask after it’s all done. Kyle keeps a list of different options and will cycle through them depending on how intense the sex was. If the two of you engaged in rougher sex, he’s more likely to try and focus on taking care of you physically.

Will take the initiative on a few things like getting you a glass of water and providing snacks (or ordering delivery.)

Prefers giving massages instead of cuddling (but doesn’t hate the cuddling.)

Does enjoy watching a movie or television show after as a distraction.

Conversation and closeness post-sex is extremely important to him.

John “Soap” MacTavish

This goober doesn’t even know that aftercare is an important part of sex. It takes him a bit to figure it out y’all.

That being said, it’s not until Johnny becomes entangled in a serious relationship that the pieces start to fall into place for him.

While others may go for a more sensual approach, Johnny is all about comfort and having a laugh.

When he cuddles, he cuddles hard, and if you try to wiggle away, think again.

Lots of talking, chatting, and verbal affirmations. This man isn’t only telling you how much he loves you, or that he had a lot of fun, but also is doing his best to make you smile and even laugh.

He is the kind of aftercare partner that is absolutely looking up memes and funny videos for the two of you to watch together.

Would have edibles at the ready (if you want them) and endless snacks.

Open to watching something on television or a movie but make it low stakes. Needs to be a comedy or a trashy reality show.

If the two of you bathe or shower, it’s together. No exception.

Lots of touching.

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Aftercare is a complicated topic when it comes to Simon.

If he’s only there to get his dick wet, don’t expect aftercare. He will get you off, and find his own release, but don’t expect too much after the fact. But he won’t be a brute or an asshole either.

Aftercare comes when you least expect it, when the casual starts to become serious.

It happens almost accidentally, or rather suddenly, and completely on Simon’s terms.

Perhaps the two of you were engaging in some rough sex—at least rougher than normal—and Simon notices some bruising/tender skin. Maybe when he bit down, he drew blood, even if he didn’t mean to.

He immediately starts cleaning you up, tending to any marks he finds. It’s not a quick dab of a cloth but a full onceover. Simon observers every inch of you, checking to make sure you’re fine.

He does a verbal check in as well, because he understands that a physical check isn’t always enough.

Afterwards, he’s taking you for a bath or shower.

Then, it’s an ice pack or heating pad if you need it.

Don’t expect an outpouring of affection, but he will provide a few affirmations to reassure you.

And he will cuddle. It won’t be anything tight or super close, but rather an arm around you to draw you closer to him.

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[thaylepo]

The Pyramids were built by an ancient North African civilization who had mastered the complex concepts of "math" and "what a fucking triangle is", and are very likely the reason WE understand these concepts today as well as we do.

This is not a mystery to anyone who doesn't make a living by asking inane questions and pretending there isn't an answer when there literally has always been one. It's the first red flag of a conpiratorial ponzi scheme. OP is right, just point them to other rational sources and let them sus it out, it's the cult thinking that gets their back up, you gotta slide around it like it's obvious and not even worth debating. Cuz it's really not.

Egyptology tumblr. Help. One of my coworkers at a construction site knows I'm an archaeologist and asked if I knew of Graham Hancock. We had an... interesting discussion. He seems reasonable and open to considering different ideas, but he is *convinced* there are no records of the Giza Pyramids being built and thinks that their construction is still a mystery. I told him otherwise, and he seemed legitimately interested if I could find sources and challenged me to do so. @somecunttookmyurl @thatlittleegyptologist @rudjedet and anyone else who might be able to help, if you happen to have sources or resources about construction of the pyramids. Please share if you're able/have the time. I can probably find some stuff on my own but if anyone has sources on hand that would be amazing.

[xinganhao]

not for sale 💳 mingyu x reader. (3)

celebrity!mingyu and small business owner!reader. check out 🛒 not for sale's masterlist.

You can’t bring yourself to end the call. 

Your phone is overheating. You’re below the acceptable battery threshold of twenty percent. And the dark-haired boy on the other end of the screen looks more asleep than awake. 

You should end this call, but you can’t. 

Mingyu doesn’t seem keen on ending it either. His eyes are drooping and his head has begun to loll every so often. He’d spent the first couple minutes of the call talking about his day— the seemingly endless rotation of engagements that came with being a celebrity. 

Sometimes, it still strikes you as odd that this is the life you now lead. Being on FaceTime with somebody that hundreds, maybe thousands of people fawned over. 

But you were friends… right? And friends called each other. Friends texted. 

This is friendly, a small voice in the back of your head tries to convince you. So very, very friendly. 

The conversation has since mellowed out. Mingyu makes good on his word; he falls quiet, observing your work like it’s some form of entertainment for him. At one point, you even forget he’s watching. 

It’s why you’re a bit jolted when he absentmindedly mumbles, “You have nice hands.” 

You pause in the middle of bubble wrapping an order. One cursory glance at your screen, and you see that Mingyu is absolutely fighting for his life to stay awake. The sight almost makes you smile. 

“You should head to bed soon,” you say instead of addressing his compliment. “We’ve been on call for— what? Two hours, I think.” 

Mingyu says something too low for you to catch. You give a noncommittal hum of ‘hmm?’, prompting him to repeat what he’d said. 

And maybe he’s just tired enough to decide fuck it. Maybe it’s past midnight and that makes everything fair game. 

Because Mingyu breathes out a quiet “not enough,” and you swear something screeches to a halt in your brain. Two hours. Not enough. 

You swallow. He’s out of it, you think to yourself, your fingers quivering a bit as you cut, tape, seal. He’s sleep-deprived and talking out of his ass. 

That’s what gives you the audacity to ask what’s been on your mind for days now. 

“Mingyu,” you ask, “why do you want to be an ambassador for Bittersweet?” 

A beat. One that stretches long enough for you to wonder if Mingyu had finally succumbed to his exhaustion. 

But then, his voice— quiet, but not any less sincere— rings over the line. “Because I like your jewelry.” 

Plain and simple. You’re not sure why you expected more. 

He goes on, his tone a little softer, slower. “I like what you’ve done with the business. I like… how hard you work. Your passion. All that.”

Mingyu pauses to yawn. You glance over to see him smiling into his phone, his half-lidded gaze trained on your hands moving over your workbench. It makes his next words a one-two punch on your poor heart. 

“Your brand may be called ‘Bittersweet’,” he says, “but you’re as sweet as they come.” 

EXCERPTS FROM "MINGYU opens up on being named Rising Star of the Year"

Q: Earlier this year, the Internet fell in love with you for being an ‘advocate for small businesses.’ You’ve seemed to take it a step further, though. 

MINGYU: [laughs] Is that what they’ve been saying? I had no idea. But, yes— the pieces I have on right now are from a small business. It’s called Bittersweet Jewelry, and it’s something I found one day while scrolling through SNS. 

Q: You didn’t know the seller prior to purchasing? 

MINGYU: No, not at all. They didn’t even know it was me. I used an alias for a while. 

Q: I see. A lot of people believe your support has been reflective of your personality. Being caring, considerate. 

MINGYU: That’s very nice. I appreciate that. Although, if I’m being honest, I’m just a guy who likes good jewelry. I admire consistency, quality. [holds up his rings] These have it in spades. 

Q: That’s why you keep coming back to brands like Bittersweet. 

MINGYU: Sure. We could say that.  

[...]

THE TOP FIVE SONGS MINGYU HAS BEEN PLAYING ON REPEAT LATELY

Love Me Like That by Sam Kim

Linger by The Cranberries

Tadhana by Up Dharma Down

If You Do by GOT7

LMLY by Jackson Wang

[...]

Q: What do you look for in a partner? 

MINGYU: Now, Minghao… [laughs] 

Q: Sorry. The readers want to know. 

MINGYU: I’m never going to escape this question, am I? Give me a minute to think about it. 

Q: Sure. 

MINGYU: [after a moment] I’d like somebody dedicated and passionate. Someone sweet. And… 

Q: And? 

MINGYU: Someone with nice hands, I guess. [smiles] 

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[sexbot300]

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ brat-tamer!toji

authors note: no thots, just him. this is just pure smut, sorry lollllll. need him so bad u don’t understand. with that being said, minors dni, 18+ ! thank you for the love on my first few posts! i appreciate it all of it <3 i'm not ignoring my messages btw, just extremely busy with my studies! ♡

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brat-tamer!toji who notices you acting up and simply asks, “cranky because you ain’t got dick today?”

brat-tamer!toji who only looks at you with a raised brow and (huge) arms across his chest when you purposely try to piss him off. so cute.

brat-tamer!toji who purposely puts his entire body weight on top of you when you beg him to stop due to overstimulation. he tugs you even closer, just laughing in your face.

brat-tamer!toji who stops thinking coherent thoughts when he sees you in a sundress.

brat-tamer!toji who rewards your good behavior with head (lets you squirt) and also punishes your bad behavior with head (denies you relief, gives in eventually, sometimes).

brat-tamer!toji who loooovessssss shoving your face into the pillow while you whine, pant, and moan. he loves to put your head into a headlock with his bicep, as drool escapes your lips, and you’re babbling like an idiot while he’s hitting it from the back.

brat-tamer!toji who casually lifts you up and fucks you in the air as if just anyone can do it. “such a perfect little pocket pussy,” he snickers.

brat-tamer!toji who gets you cock drunk so often (he’s starting to think that it’s your normal state).

brat-tamer!toji who likes to make you count every time he spanks the fat of your ass when arched up across his lap. slap! “24…” you say with a slight moan, biting your bottom lip in, as he soothes the red outline forming on your cheek. he grins above you, “should’ve known a cock-bent whore like you would take this as pleasurable rather than punishment.”

brat-tamer!toji who makes a safe word with you early on (which you tease him for doing so early, he only tsks because he knows YOU know how much you mean to him and he puts your well-being above anything else).

brat-tamer!toji who has a hidden collection of pictures on his phone with you smiling, his cum decorating your face.

brat-tamer!toji who grips your face in the middle of a make out session, pulling away as he notices your fucked out, panting expression. “open.” you quickly open up your mouth as he slowly lets spit hit onto your tongue. he lightly chuckles. “obedient slut.” you look at him, eyebrows furrowed and eyes wanting more. “swallow.”

brat-tamer!toji who finds his favorite position to be when his massive balls are hitting your clit and he mercilessly pounds, abusing your little cunt from the back as he strings profanity out of his mouth. or a full nelson where he just tells you to, “shut the fuck up and take it.” or even a mating press where he can pummel his cum into you while seeing your face contort in pure bliss. “y-yeah. ‘ust let loose. go dumb on this dick.”

brat-tamer!toji who regularly calls you; “slut, (needy or cock) whore, vixen, pretty, disgusting, (stupid) bitch, brat, bad girl, good girl, perfect, beautiful, gorgeous, princess, angel, (sex or fuck) toy, doll, bunny, cum-slut, cum-dumpster, sugar… etc”

brat-tamer!toji who gets annoyed at your endless ramblings about your day, he sighs and tells you to get on your knees. you promptly do that, but to push his buttons you don’t stop rambling on and on and on. somehow, this man manages to get his 8 (girthy) inches down your throat. “cant complain with my cock in your mouth, huh?” he only smirks as you become teary-eyed, moaning a little at his statement, lapping your tongue up and down like a starving dog. he throws his head back, forearms supporting him while you bob your head back and forth on his thick length. “hey… never said that my cock doesn’t appreciate your tongue. s’ch a good girl when you do what you’re made for. unh!”

brat-tamer!toji who presses against you into a mirror, his broader, massive frame encasing you while he stares into your soul. “i-i don’t understand what i did?” you look up at him feigning innocence, batting your eyelashes. fingers caress his forearms, down his hard bicep, and lightly trace his hardened outline. his eyes never leave yours, a stern, menacing look to the average person, but you can tell he’s about to have you praying for mercy in another way. “of course you don’t understand what you did.” you whine slightly when his fingers suddenly grab a fist full of your hair, burning your scalp, his voice turns mockingly softer. “all you know in that pretty, empty, head of yours is just fucking. nothing else.” he quickly releases you, eliciting a gasp, magically flipping you around in an instant so you’re staring at yourself in the mirror now. “told you not to play with yourself until i came home. but you just haaad to be difficult.” he gripped the vibrator in one hand that was tucked away, pressing it against your lips. “spit.” you spat on it, eyes full of want. he only snickered and smirked. “good luck thinking I’m going to let you cum. stare in the mirror while I do this.” he turned the toy on, a vibrating tune humming throughout the room. “need you to realize how pathetic you look begging.” you gasped slightly, “b-but-" he proceeds to pry your legs apart with one massive thigh, his hand gripping the front of your neck, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. “push your skirt up. you lost your right to cum, stupid whore. cum without permission, see what happens.”

brat-tamer!toji who loves to fuck you on his fingers. he loves the lewd noise it makes while ramming his two middle fingers in and out, or up and down. he loves to see your jaw go slack as you beg him to stop. “i-it’s… uhhhhhh! t-to- ah! -ji, toooooo-uhhh much!” he never loses focus, “yeah? yeah?” he presses his hand on your lower abdomen, “quite honestly, don’t care what you think.” he only licks his lips, his scarred lip grins with anticipation to finally taste you when you unfold.

brat-tamer!toji who degrades you like it’s a living but LIVES for your filthy mouth. he loves that you talk back, he’ll never admit it. he loves putting cum sluts like you in their place.

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brat-tamer!toji who weirdly… gets needy at times when you finish. he’ll hold you from behind, shutting his eyes while his arms are wrapped around, practically glued to your torso, the backside of your body molds perfectly to the front of his. legs intertwined, your head against his chest, a moment of pure bliss shared between you two. “who knew the big bad toji likes to cuddle?” “shut up.”

(silly toji! i need him to ruin me)

[gallawitchxx]

PART TWO IS UP NOW! 🖤

Ian faces his fears to make Mickey's longtime anal bead dreams come to true.

Rating: E Word Count: 4.4K Additional Tags: 3x666 FEELINGS, Anal Beads, Light Dom/sub, Healing

[read on ao3]

Having A Ball

Mickey stumbles across something from his past and wonders if Ian would like to try it with him.

Excited for another collab with @gallawitchxx! Hope you all enjoy this! Part one is by me and part two is by Bee 💖 And don’t forget to check out the previous story - Breedin’ You.

[dollishmehrayan]

BATBOYS HCS ON YOUR PERIOD ── .✦

a/n: so basically this is a request by a anon (here) and anyways I’m gonna try to be very active from now on actually and like try to post 3 times a day too and answer requests too!

Tags: ( batboys x reader)

DICK GRAYSON ── .✦

The overthinker final boss: Dick keeps a stash of everything you might need pads, tampons, heating pads, chocolate, and tea. He probably Googled “best snacks for periods” and stocked up on all of them.

Mr. Optimism: He tries to cheer you up with jokes or funny stories from his day. If you’re too grumpy, he’ll settle for giving you a massage instead.

Walks it Off with You: If cramps aren’t too bad, he’ll suggest going on a short walk to “get the blood flowing” (pun not intended he swears).

Endless Compliments: “You’re glowing. No, I’m serious. Period or not, you’re stunning.”

JASON TODD ── .✦

Silent Supporter: Jason isn’t the type to fuss over you, but he’ll quietly do everything to make you comfortable like bringing you your favorite snacks, handing you the remote, or lighting a candle in the room.

Cramps Battle Plan: “Heating pad or Tylenol? Pick your weapon.” He’s very no-nonsense about getting rid of your pain.

Comfort Food King: He’ll whip up your favorite comfort meal, and if he doesn’t know how to cook it, he’ll spend hours watching YouTube tutorials to get it right.

Protective Mode Activated: If anyone so much as annoys you while you’re on your period, Jason’s ready to pick a fight. “You’re messing with her today? Leave her the fuck alone.”

TIM DRAKE ── .✦

The Researcher: Tim has read every article about periods and cramp relief. He’s got tips you’ve never even heard of, like drinking tart cherry juice or lying in a specific position to ease the pain.

Sleep Enforcer: “You need rest. I’ll handle everything.” He’ll make sure you get enough sleep, even if it means carrying his laptop into the bedroom to work quietly by your side.

Subtle Humor: When you’re cranky, Tim knows how to make you laugh without crossing the line. “I guess Batman didn’t prepare me for this kind of monthly chaos.”

Midnight Run Specialist: If you casually mention craving something like fries or ice cream, he’s already putting on his shoes to go get it.

DAMIAN WAYNE ── .✦

Efficient and Direct: Damian doesn’t dance around the topic. “What do you need? Tell me, and I’ll get it.” He’ll ensure you have everything from snacks to painkillers.

A Little Awkward at First: If it’s his first time dealing with your period, he might be slightly flustered but determined to be helpful. Expect a lot of practical solutions.

Healthy Solutions Advocate: He’ll try to make you herbal teas or suggest yoga stretches that can relieve cramps. “This pose is known to improve blood flow. Try it.”

Protective Little Bean: If anyone upsets you while you’re on your period, Damian will glare at them like they’ve personally offended his family. “Apologize to her. Now.”

BRUCE WAYNE ── .✦

Regular guy: Bruce has handled every kind of crisis imaginable and he does have daughters/ female colleagues and close friends so he isn’t truly like clueless, so this is no different to him. He’ll make sure you’re stocked up on everything and keep the Batkids in check so they don’t annoy you.

Comfort King: He’s surprisingly good at creating a calming environment dim lighting, soothing music, and plenty of blankets. (But please never ask him to decorate for the love of god😭 h/j)

Subtle Affection: Bruce isn’t overly emotional, but he’ll quietly make sure you’re okay, checking in on you with a simple, “Do you need anything?”

[slut4megantheestallion]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡ jjk characters w/ a pornstar!reader (nsfw)

Warnings ⚠️: NSFW & 18+ Content, Degradation & Praise Kink, Dom/Sub Dynamics, Jealousy/Possessiveness, Overstimulation & Edging, Choking & Hair Pulling, Aftercare Mentioned, Temperature Play, Public Teasing/Exhibitionism

→ pairings: satoru gojo, megumi fushiguro, sukuna, geto suguru, toji fushiguro, nanami kento, choso, yuta okkotsu, inumaki toge, yuji itadori, nobara kugisaki, shoko leiri, maki zenin, Urame.

☆Gojo

☆Oh, this man already knew who you were before you even met. He's your biggest fan and not ashamed about it.

●He brings up your work all the time, sometimes in public, just to watch you get flustered.

●"Babe, the things you do with that mouth.. Damn. Ever thought of giving me a private show?"

●Endless stamina. He will try to outlast you just to prove he can. You're a pornstar, but he's Gojo. His ego won't let him lose.

●He loves filming. He wants to make a "home video" but refuses to share it - "Exclusive content just for me."

●Loud as hell in bed. Moans, praises, obnoxious dirty talk - he wants you to know you're making him feel good.

●Has a corruption kink even though you're already filthy. "Damn, I could make you even worse, y'know?"

●Favorite position? He loves fucking you in front of a mirror so you can both watch.

☆Megumi

☆Embarrassed at first but secretly loves it. He acts unbothered, but he definitely checked out your work.

☆Jealous but in denial. He won’t stop you, but he hates knowing others see you like that.

☆Silent but deadly. He’ll act normal all day, then fuck you stupid when you get home. No words. Just action.

☆Loves hearing you beg. Since you’re a professional, he makes you work for it just to see you break.

☆Lowkey a freak. Loves degradation and rough sex. Will pin you down, grip your jaw, and fuck you until you cry.

☆Favorite position? Mating press. He wants to see your face when you fall apart.

☆Sukuna

☆Oh, you’re a pornstar? Cute. He thinks it’s adorable that humans worship you.

☆Possessive as hell. He doesn’t care about your career, but he makes it known who really owns you.

☆"They can watch, but they'll never have you like I do."

☆Fucks you raw, rough, and mean. Will pull your hair, bite you, and whisper filth in your ear.

☆Breeding kink unlocked. Doesn’t care if it’s possible or not—he just wants to ruin you completely.

☆Favorite position? Face down, ass up. He loves seeing you arch for him like a good little slut.

☆Geto

☆Pretends he’s unbothered, but lowkey brags about having you.

☆"They pay to see you. I get it for free." Smug bastard.

☆Slow, deep, and intense sex. He knows exactly how to break you down until you're crying his name.

☆Soft dom but dangerous. If you act bratty, he will edge you until you beg properly.

☆Loves pulling your hair and holding eye contact while he fucks you.

☆Favorite position? Cowgirl. He likes seeing you put in the work—but if you get lazy, he’ll grab your hips and take over.

☆Toji

☆Fucking loves it. He’ll even joke about becoming your co-star.

☆"Bet none of those guys make you cum like I do, huh?"

☆Size kink. He loves the fact that he’s bigger and thicker than anyone you've ever taken.

☆Messy sex. He’ll spit in your mouth, slap your ass, and fuck you so deep you feel it in your stomach.

☆Filthy dirty talk. "C’mon, pornstar, show me what you’re good at."

☆Favorite position? Full nelson. He loves how helpless you look when he has you folded up.

☆Nanami

☆At first, he acts like it’s none of his business, but deep down, he’s fascinated.

☆Won’t ever watch your work because he doesn’t like the idea of other people seeing you like that.

☆Possessive but polite about it. "You're mine. I don’t need an audience to know that."

☆Loves overstimulation. Will edge you until you’re shaking, then ruin you with his cock.

☆Doesn’t fuck—he makes love. Deep, slow, intentional thrusts that have you seeing stars.

☆Favorite position? Missionary. Not basic—he just loves watching your face twist in pleasure.

☆Choso

☆Surprised but supportive. He doesn’t understand human media well, but if it makes you happy, he’s fine with it.

☆However… if someone disrespects you, he will not hesitate to kill them.

☆Very gentle in bed. Unless you ask him to be rough, he’ll worship your body like a temple.

☆Loves body worship. He’ll kiss every inch of you, whispering how beautiful you are.

☆Big on aftercare. He’ll clean you up, cuddle you, and stroke your hair until you fall asleep.

☆Favorite position? Spooning. He likes holding you close while he fucks you.

☆Yuta

☆Embarrassed but obsessed. Will pretend he doesn’t know about your job, but he absolutely looked it up.

☆A switch but mostly submissive. If you dominate him, he’ll whimper and beg so sweetly.

☆Loves praise. Call him a good boy, and he’ll melt in your hands.

☆But if he takes control… He’s surprisingly rough. Can and will pin you down and fuck you breathless.

☆Favorite position? Against a wall. Loves watching your face as he fucks you hard.

☆Inumaki

☆Secretly turned on by your job, but will only speak in rice ball ingredients to hide it.

☆"Salmon roe." (Translation: "I love it when you moan like that.")

☆Loves giving oral. He’ll bury his face between your legs and not stop until you’re crying.

☆Very expressive in bed. Growls, grunts, and deep moans when he’s lost in pleasure.

☆Favorite position? Face-sitting. He wants you on top of his face, riding his tongue.

☆Yuji

☆Surprised but impressed. "Wait… YOU’RE that pornstar?!"

☆Biggest hype man. He genuinely thinks your work is amazing and doesn’t get jealous.

☆Eager to please. He wants to prove he’s better than anyone you’ve ever worked with.

☆"Tell me I’m the best, baby. I gotta know."

☆Soft dom but turns feral when turned on. One second, he’s sweet—the next, he’s fucking you dumb.

☆Favorite position? Lotus. He loves holding you close while bouncing you on his cock.

☆Nobara

☆Acts cocky but is actually kinda shy about it.

☆"Tch, whatever. It’s just sex. No big deal… Wait, YOU DID WHAT IN THAT SCENE?!"

☆Jealous as hell. "Ugh, why do those creeps get to see you like that?"

☆Takes out her jealousy in bed. She will ride you until you can’t think.

☆Loves being in control. She’ll pin your hands down, grind on you, and make you beg.

☆Favorite position? Cowgirl. She wants you at her mercy.

☆Shoko

☆Unbothered queen. "Nice. Wanna smoke after?"

☆Chill but secretly a freak. Will casually slap your ass in public.

☆Loves watching you fall apart. She’ll edge you with her fingers and laugh when you beg.

☆Filthy dirty talk. "C’mon, pornstar, show me how good you really are."

☆Favorite position? Lazy sex—spooning or against her desk after a long shift.

☆Maki

☆Pretends she doesn’t care but totally does.

☆"Hmph. Doesn’t matter to me." (Definitely looked up your videos.)

☆Dominant as hell. She will pin you down and take what she wants.

☆Loves making you beg.

☆"Thought you were a pro? Why’re you whining already?"

☆Favorite position? Full nelson. She loves how helpless you look beneath her.

☆Uraume

☆Does not care. At all.

☆"Hmph. Is that all?

☆"Surprisingly rough in bed. They will break you just to hear you cry.

☆Loves temperature play. Will lick ice along your body, then warm you up with their mouth.

☆Favorite position? Face-down, ass-up. They love watching you squirm.