#Filed Under: Answer Ask

[ruelpsen]

new fantasy driving me crazy is sitting behind someone with my arms around their middle while they eat/drink a ton. just the thought of being able to feel their belly fill up under my hands and then be able to rub the belches out after god….

Goddddddd yes this is always so hot!!! Gotta say, it makes things easier for the person eating to have an extra set of hands to help rub the burps out so they can keep eating with minimal interruption... not to mention that depending on what bits the person sitting behind has, their arousal might become quite obvious too. ;)

#for the umpteenth time this is an ask to file under 'i want to do this AND have it done to me' #this is that good shit #ask #answered #anon #burping #stuffing #not sfw

[dailydegurechaff]

More of a meme than anything, but can you imagine pre-reincarnation Tanya letting an employee borrow her phone and them just seeing Hatsune Miku plastered everywhere

miku fan salaryman is so incredibly important to me

pov: ur begging on ur knees to keep ur job and u happen to look up and the guy firing u has miku plastered all over his computer.

question: do u try to flatter him over his good taste in anime girls if the appeals to his morals dont work

#ask #tanjaded #not a daily post #bonus doodle #youjo senki #the saga of tanya the evil #salaryman #file this one under “asks that made me lose it” #got a weird look from my dad when i started laughing out of no where. sorry dad #if I hadn’t a personal rule about trying to answer the inbox in order received I would’ve sketched this immediately

[writingkitten]

Oh man, I wish I could write like you. You come up with all these neat scenarios with your smut. I feel like I'm a broken record and just do the same thing over and over again 🙄. It makes me feel unmotivated to write cause I know im so boring. I can't wait to read your Maxim/Penguin/Reader fic. Just looks awesome

Thank you so much, anon, but for real I have the same issues too. There are so many fics I’ve scrapped because I just felt like they were repetitive of other work. And also writers block is so real, and it hurts. I don’t know you, anon, but I know that at least one person needs your work on this little planet of ours, and I hope that helps you feel a little more motivated to write.

You’re amazing, you’re kind, you’ve brought tears to my very self-critical eyes… keep writing, even if it’s just blurbs. I believe in you!!!

#molina-verse #ask #answered #anon #also filing away under ‘motivation’ because this made me feel so much better about my writing #thank you anon thank you

[the-prince-of-pigs]

Out of the loop here. Why is the paper bag plane guy from Villainous in a fighting game now?

oh you must be talking about this:

this is just a 4th wall type joke featuring all my fav bag heads from different media (on the left, Dr. Faust from guilty gear; in the middle, Dr. Flug from villainous; on the right, Langdon Cobb from futurama)

it amused me that I could name 3 bag heads off the top of my mind from my fav games / shows / cartoons so I had to draw them together

#filed under idk man I just draw here #dr faust #guilty gear #villainous #dr flug #futurama #Langdon Cobb #bag head #bag heads #ask #the Prince answers

[maximotts]

milf!wanda also deserves like the perfect mix of soft/sweet/hard/kinky and really all my brain is supplying for that right now is just the softest overstimulation you’ve ever seen just full of so much praise (because every version of wanda has a praise kink i think it’s in her dna) and so much kissing and like a bath and her favorite tv show or movie afterwards while she falls asleep in your arms… god what do i have to give for this to be me

No but honestly you're so right!!! @kitmoas and I have talked about this before where like, she was just always left so unsatisfied by her ex-husband that she's always asking for just one more orgasm

And idk, maybe it's one night after she's put the kids to bed and she's clearly so so exhausted that you're just "come with me, I'll run you a bath." And you do and she appreciates it so much and laying there with you feels amazing as it is, but she really needs you to take the edge off of her stressful day for her so she takes your hand and puts it between her legs.

You could be so soft with it at first, letting her cum the first few times whenever she wanted, but still then when you're still going even after she's whining "It's too sensitive now, sweetheart, you have to stop..." you just fuck into her harder because "I thought you wanted me to take all of your thoughts away, mommy? If you're still talking, I didn't do a good enough job."

And you keep going until she's shaking and twisting so harshly there's water sloshing out of the tub you're chastising her for having to clean up later. When you're done, you're SO gentle with cleaning her off, you even wrap her in a towel and dry her off before cuddling her into bed. You put on her favorite TV show and everything, but then after a while she's kissing you again and sleepily asking if you could put your tongue in her this time because she loves when you go down on her and she'll stop bothering you if you just make her cum one more time "Please, my love? Just one more little thing and I'll go to bed, I promise?"

#I certainly haven't thought about this at all #Its really truly fine #I'm so so normal about this #filed under: milf!wanda #wanda maximoff x reader #anon asks. #answered.

[keulixeutin]

So hey! How was your day? Hope you're having a good week!

I'm not the most experienced person with requests but here we go: I just read your "lovelorn and lovable" and I really like it, it's just so cute! Could you please write a "previous hurt/comfort" type of thing were the reader feels insecure of their relationship with bakugo in the beginning of it because they still can't see this little things he do to show he loves them? I would be really grateful if you could make it gender neutral too but if you don't want to write it at all, is also completely fine.

Thank you either way, have a good day!

hi hi!!!  i’m doing much better now that i’m leaving my stupid ass job bahhahah.  i hope life is also treating u well, and i really appreciate the request!!!  it’s my first one; i was so excited!!!!  it’s also long as fuck and i’m not sure it constitutes as a drabble anymore (considering it now also has a title) but whatever LOL.  anyways thanks for enjoying my L&L fic, and i hope u enjoy this one, too!!!  🥰🥰🥰

title: multilingual. summary: requested. you weren’t always so confident in your understanding of bakugou’s love language.  a companion piece to lovelorn & laughable.

cw: gn!reader, gender neutral pronouns used.  hurt. fluff. swearing.

wc: 1765.

A fifteen second video of you and Bakugou trends for three days.  It’s something innocuous, something that Bakugou always does for you; you’re genuinely surprised that it catches so much attention.

The clip starts with a sleek, black car pulling up to you in front of a mall entrance.  Bakugou steps out, dressed in ripped jeans and a pale sweater, donning round, gold glasses.  He steps to the other side of the car, opens the door for you, and takes your many shopping bags.  Before closing the passenger door, he dips his head inside the vehicle, presumably to kiss you in greeting; then, he closes the door, pops open the trunk, and places your bags gently in the back.  The video ends with you and Bakugou driving off. 

—The internet goes wild.

There are people who adore seeing the private habits of a Dynamight in love, but there are many others (the louder ones) who can’t believe it—who won’t believe it.  They accuse the both of you of faking the relationship, claiming that moment—and many others—is staged for a PR stunt.  They’re can’t see that Dynamight is capable of touching without burning—that Bakugou is capable of loving without scarring.

It’s funny.  Hilarious, really.  You send screenshots to Ashido and Kaminari to cackle about the comments throughout the day.  Bakugou, on the other hand, is unfazed.

Once, you ask out of curiosity if it hurts his feelings to have these rumors circling.  In return, he asks, You agree with ‘em?  Of course, you say no.  He rolls his eyes so aggressively that you’re dizzy yourself, and he says, Then why would I give a flying fuckity fuck?  After his hostile response, Bakugou collapses on top of you on the couch, his weight making you complain and your complaints making him smirk.  He wraps his arms around you like a promise, and he falls asleep while you send skull emojis to your friends and curl your fingers into his hair.

Your relationship with him wasn’t always this easy to understand; you didn’t always understand Bakugou.  A while back, you might’ve considered his answer to mean that he was annoyed with you.  

At the very start of your relationship, you are too preoccupied with his words and grunts.  It’s not that they aren’t important, but you hadn’t yet learned that what he says in his actions are just as—if not more—important.  You had to learn his language—not how he says I love you with his lips, but how he says it with his hands, the tilt of his head, his proximity, his silence.

Of course, without understanding that his language its a nonverbal one, it’s difficult at the beginning.  Several weeks into dating him, you’re so focused on what he says that it chips away at you.  His muttering, his growling, his sighing, they all hit you harder than they should’ve.  With every it’s fine’s or it’s whatever’s, you’re left more and more confused and insecure.

He tells you, Wait here, as he enters the gas station, and you wonder if it’s because he doesn’t want you slowing him down in between the small aisles.

He says, Just shut up and sit down, in the kitchen, and you think he finds you a useless helper and unwanted presence.

He says, Yeah, yeah, when he brings you flowers and chocolate-covered fruits on Valentine’s Day.  That night, you lay awake in your bed, afraid that he did it out of obligation and not because he truly wanted to.

These are the little things that start to break you.  

You think you can ignore or get over them.  You think he’ll soften sweetly with time.  Logically, you know you should bring it up.  You’re a big supporter of open communication in relationships, but there’s a part of you that’s scared that, if you do bring it up, he’ll break off the relationship instantaneously—and you know how ridiculous it sounds.  If he doesn’t want to be with you, then it’s his loss; that’s how you should view it, but…  You can’t help but want it to work so badly with him.

You don’t bring it up with your friends because you know what it is they’ll say (the same things you’d say to them if the situation were reversed), so you do the easier thing and let it sit, and simmer, and sadden, until, finally, you break down in the shower, sobbing beneath hot droplets.

Your heart clenches and unclenches painfully as you let out your distress, sorrow, and guilt.  You know this isn’t a longterm solution, crying in the bathroom in secret, but at least you’ll get some of it off your chest.  You’ll feel clean and smell great, and you’ll make room in your heart for more things to carry and bury inside.

When you finish, you dry off, throw on pajamas, and step out of the heated and humid room—and you come face to face with Bakugou leaning against the wall opposite of you.  

He knows something’s wrong.

You pretend that nothing’s out of the ordinary, but, of course, he sees right through your half-hearted act.  Instead of coming clean, though, you double down, insisting that it’s something work-related and that you’ll tell him another time.

He doesn’t believe you—his eyes narrow and his jaw tenses—but he doesn’t press.  Instead, Bakugou says he’s here if you need something, and then he returns to the kitchen.

You stand there, trying to reconcile the reality your fears had created with the present in front of you.  You thought that he’d try and drag it forcefully out of you; you were afraid he’d follow you around the apartment with fiery words and fierier glares, but he doesn’t, and you feel immensely guilty that you’re surprised.

You stare at the corner of your glass coffee table in thought, wondering where you are supposed to go from here—and then you realize that it’s clean.

When you had hopped into the shower, you had a several books on the table that needed to be read, three cups of water you hadn’t finished, and a wad of napkins that you had been too lazy to throw away.  Now, the table is clean and wiped down.  The books have been organized by size, biggest on the bottom, and neatly stacked in the corner of the coffee table.  The cups and trash are gone.

Actually, a lot of your trash is gone, you think, looking around your apartment.

The blanket on the couch has been folded, the small trashcan underneath your desk across the room is emptied, and the various items and junk you’ve scattered around your little place have either been reorganized or thrown away.  Food has been laid out on your dining table, and when you look to the kitchen, Bakugou is washing dishes; one of the cups that had been sitting on your coffee table is in his hands, covered in soapy suds.

You watch Bakugou put the last mug into the dishwasher to dry.  Your back is still wet and warm from the bathroom, and in front of you, the room is peppery and spiced.  You will yourself not to become suddenly overwhelmed with this quiet and cry. 

You hungry? Bakugou asks.

Yeah, smells good, you manage to say.

You make your way toward the table.

Something tickles at your mind.  Something tugs on your heart.

Something tells you to pay attention, to watch carefully.

So you do.

Bakugou fills your bowl for you.  You mention that you like the searing on the vegetables, and then you notice that he puts more of them on your plate (some nights later, you see seared vegetables show back up on the dinner table).  When you’re both finished, he puts the food away and clicks his tongue and scowls furiously when you try to help.  You feel a sharp turn in your stomach, but you push it down to wait, to watch.  You grab another plate and Bakugou takes it from your hands instantly.

You’ve had an ass day at work, yeah?  So just fucking sit down.

You take a seat on your couch and turn on the TV.  You scroll through channels, but you’re thinking about Bakugou’s harsh swearing and intentional movements, how sharply they contrast, how you’re only ever focusing on one half of it.

How did you forget?

That’s part of why you fall for him in the first place: the things he does for his friends without needing to be asked and without needing to be thanked.  You’ve seen him excuse himself to the bathroom to sneak off and pay for the group’s meal; you’ve seen him walk all of them home after drunken nights out; you’ve seen him answer the phone at 4 AM and, despite his reluctant, sleepy swearing, lay awake until the other falls asleep through their nightmares.  He’s attended Kaminari’s second cousin’s birthday party because Kaminari had asked—begged, really—and attended dancing classes with Ashido because she needed a last-minute partner.

Bakugou takes a seat right beside you, and leaves all that space to the left.

Perhaps you’ve been going about this the wrong way.

Perhaps you don’t know his language as well as you thought.

So you learn.

Over the next few days, you watch closely and think back carefully.  Slowly, you learn to read his actions and decipher his words.  You learn that he tells you to wait in the car because he wants to get the items for you; you learn he tells you to sit down because he wants to cook you dinner after your long day; you learn he mutters as though disregarding your thanks to hide his pink cheeks and sweaty palms and beating heart.

(Later, you teach him a thing or two about your language, too, how yours is a verbal one, how if you can learn to understand him, then he, too, can understand you.)

Now, months later, it’s still not easy—but it’s easier.  You hear what he says, but more importantly, you see what he does, and Bakugou, in turn, sees what you need and says what he means.  Sometimes, anyways.  (Swearing comes much too easy to him.)

Later on, you tell him how you felt in those beginning weeks.  You think it’d be a quick conversation, a fast laugh, but Bakugou doesn’t take it well.  You’d never seen him so red-faced and speechless before in your life, like he couldn’t believe you could look at him and think he’d love you in any other way.

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[supermarine-silvally]

🍸 + Yara?? -🍂

OC outfit ask meme: 🍸 ~ Cocktail

Dress inspo here!

Yara-enablers tag: @auxiliarydetective

#oc: bravada yara #my ocs #my art #asked and answered #chats with alvita #maybe whitebeard decided to throw his kids a cocktail party for some reason idk #this outfit is definitely filed under “things yara wore that made ace accidentally set something on fire” #also apologies that the height of her tattoo on her leg is always so inconsistent lol

[cellsshapedlikestars]

You don't need to know anything about Sophie Turner or Joe Jonas to know that he is a jerk and that he and his crew are playing dirty and running a smear campaign against Sophie. It's a pity for Sophie and her children, I hope she will have full custody.

Once again, this may come out harsher than intended, but I guess I should have put in that ask/answer that it wasn't a call for people to tell me about it.

I've spent a while here trying to come up with a non-bitchy-sounding way to respond to this, because I don't mean to be. I get people like Sophie and hate seeing someone be a dick. But you also do not know what goes on in a marriage behind closed doors. All you see is what the celebrities & their PR teams choose to put out.

And it's a hard line for me to walk sometimes. Because I look at men like Johnny Depp & Marilyn Manson and I think - yeah. Bring that abuse into the public and let the women get justice. But everything I've seen so far, before I had to block the Sophie Turner tag (sorry girl, not your fault) is that he's a jerk who might have cheated and is trying to get the public on his side. If the public stopped paying attention, then that part wouldn't even be an issue. Couples that divorce do this all the time even without a public stage - making the other person out to be a monster to their families and friends and children - and while that sucks, it's also not really any of my business if I don't know them personally.

If he's a jerk, that sucks, and it sucks for her and her kids. But it's also not really any of my business, nor anyone else's. If the public didn't get so hyped up and involved in celebrity lives, there would be no need for a smear campaign. And yet here we are, with everyone rabidly speculating about the private lives of two people and their children. Meanwhile, Sophie put out a statement asking for privacy.

In ten+ years when their children learn to use the internet, when they inevitably Google their mom & dad, they'll find people posting horrible things about their parents and that sucks. They didn't ask for that, and yet here we are.

#cellsshapedlikeasks #file this under #ask answers that might get me excommunicated from the fandom lmao #i even sent my response to a friend to make sure it wasnt too bitchy lmao #also I won't be responding to any other asks about this

[seashellcosmos]

I am asking way too many questions, but after reading the new chapter, something completely unrelated to that popped into me head.

Like, I kinda ship Kijo and Jin as a joke. So I was wondering if you could maybe show us a little about what their relationship was like? Like, before and after the fic. It doesn't have to be much, but I would love to get some interacting between the two since I doubt we'll be ever getting that :D

It’s complicated. Like the short answer is that any form of their relationship- professional, platonic, or anything else- would be so dang complicated because both of them are high functioning disasters

Before the fic it was definitely strictly professional, it was a “you’re funding a lot of this project and you have connections to everyone I work under and the government sector overseeing this so I am obligated to update you” sorta thing from Kirigiri’s perspective, and I imagine Togami’s opinion of him didn’t go much further than thinking he’s at least semi-competent and efficient.

They interacted more towards the project’s end, because it wasn’t exactly an abrupt ending and there were a million things that would need to be covered up and loose ends that needed to be fixed if Jin’s plans to just send the kids away instead of… completely getting rid of them was supposed to work. That’s where Kijo got more involved in the project itself, and coincidentally worked with Jin more directly.

They’d start talking personally more when Togami took in Byakuya (and the mobile security system for HP, he has a lot of enemies and it would be a shame for something that advanced to go to waste), getting a kid that can make things float with his mind is something that’s going to take some professional assistance. Jin supplied him with the suppressants for Byakuya’s enhancement, and probably stopped by and called frequently just to make sure everything was going okay. Lots of meetings in the office, introducing Jin as a vague ‘business partner’, etc.

But Jin had fifteen kids he was keeping tabs on throughout the years, so overtime their communication would grow infrequent and scattered… until Junko’s plans kicked off that is.

Kijo trusted Jin’s plans, like legitimately trusted him, so learning (from Junko) that there was a backup plan to kill the kids if things went south really set him over the edge into desperation territory. If Jin was really gonna kill kids, he wasn’t killing his kid.

After the events of the first fic, and all the trauma that would accompany that, they probably parted ways again and tried to return to some semblance of normalcy for them. They’re still in frequent contact , though, the world is still in the middle of falling apart and they’re some of the only people still living that truly know why. Jin also hasn’t told Kijo about Byakuya doing some vigilantism with the others on the side, and if (when, because these kids are not subtle) Kijo ever finds out I wouldn’t put it past him to show up in person wherever Jin is currently living to yell at him.

If they did actually get together it would be secret forever and half of it would be arguing (affectionately) hope this answered the question heh heh. (Takaaki probably assumes they are a thing because they always make plans to ruin his life together and do nothing but bicker and apologize and bicker again any time he tries to help them)

#au asks #rambling #filing this under posts that are incomprehensible to folks who haven’t read the hero fics heh heh #a shorter answer would be those two old mean muppets. #it would just be that

[mekandawn]

[TMI Tues]: The solstice is coming up, does Cay have plans for the longest day of sun?

"Um, well-" Caythaes glances to the side, rubbing the back of their neck. "M-mix Eleyn invited me and- and Leon out to a cheese thing in Kul'tiras tonight, so. There's that. I- I have no idea how that's gonna go, other than- other than apparently a cheese wheel is going to be thrown down a hill? I'm- I'm not sure I understand it, but."

BIG SHRUG EMOJI.

"Anyway, other- other than that, I'm- probably, I'm going to have a little fire on my balcony and- and set off some of the leftover fireworks. Stare off into space and contemplate life. Fire Fest has- has kind of become my, uh.... wild and high energy Solstice celebration, honestly."

#filed under: answer asks

[ruelpsen]

So into the idea of having a partner fill me with seltzer like a lotttttt of seltzer, making me belch uncontrollably over and over again. My belly gets so big and bloated from the fizzy drink but they keep giving me more. They love watching me get turned on by my own burps and belly and tease me for it until I beg them to touch me

Oh, that's a lovely idea! But how much can you drink and how much can you belch until you give in to that temptation? ;)

#yet another idea to file under 'do i want this to be me or do i want to be the partner- the answer is yes' #watching someone get hot and bothered by their own burps... well now i'm hot and bothered #ask #answered #anon #burping #not sfw

[a-dragons-journal]

Um, so, I have an experience I went through in my time as my kintype that I don’t remember whatsoever, but I do know how that *felt* for me, and absolutely just *know* I went through that experience some way or another. I haven’t even watched the episode it’s from in my source, and I still feel like I know how it felt. Is that, abnormal? Out of the ordinary? Because it feels like I definitely went through it, I just don’t remember much more than the feelings.

Short answer: You have described exactly how the vast majority of my current memory works. There's different types of memory and some brains are just better at saving certain types over others; this isn't terribly unusual.

Full answer: So, the thing is, there's different types of memory. There's episodic memory, which is being able to remember events as they happened. There's semantic memory, which is being able to recall facts without necessarily being able to recall the events associated with learning those facts. And there's procedural memory, which is implicit knowledge of how to do something that doesn't typically require conscious recall. There's also the aspect of emotional associations, which, I'm honestly not sure if those fall into semantic memory or if they're their own category.

What you're describing, as I understand it, is basically that you have access to the semantic memory and emotional association associated with that event, but not the episodic memory. I don't know how common or uncommon that is exactly (I think it's more common with certain neurodivergencies like ADHD, but I wouldn't stake my life on that), but it's definitely not unheard of. As I said, this is a thing I experience Constantly; my semantic memory is pretty good, but my episodic memory is spotty as hell. Episodic memories get deleted literally minutes after they happen sometimes for me, even when I still have access to the semantic knowledge of what happened.

(This is unfortunate, because it's not uncommon for me to, say, remember that I strongly dislike a person and consider them a bad person, but have zero memory of what they actually did to deserve that judgement and, if I can't find a record of it written down somewhere, have to ask someone I trust who knows to remind me of what happened with them - even if it was a pretty extreme thing they did. Which is extremely embarrassing for me to have forgotten.)

In addition to that, noemata and past life memories both tend to be a bit more, uh, hit-or-miss than current-life memories, just generally speaking. That's not true for everyone, but typically they're harder to recall, probably for the obvious reasons - so it pretty much makes sense that you're going to have holes in them.

#otherkin #fictionkin #rani talks #asked and answered #anonymous #file it under 'reasons i'm 99.999% sure i have undiagnosed adhd'

[writingkitten]

That rude anon can pull the stick out of their ass at any point.

imagine willingly going out of your way to visit a blog that's explicitly and clearly about geckos, when you don't like geckos, and instead of clicking off, spending EVEN MORE time on said blog to literally to repeatedly message them to complain about the geckos. It's a non-issue get a fucking hobby

"you think X character/s attractive? how strange and deviant of you!!!!111 enjoying thing certain popular media, tropes, and characters more than I think is ok? how dare you"

Please don't let people like that get to you, your work is phenomenal and I depend on you for at least like 20% of my overall daily serotonin

AWWWWWW THIS IS SO SWEET!!!! I honestly rely on you guys for my serotonin too because I love this fandom so much and y’all are just amazing, thank thank thank thank thank youuuuuuuuuuu

#filed away under ‘read when sad’ #ask #anon #answered

[givcns]

what's it like being a silver fox AND a dilf

anon questions // always accepting

"well, it's difficult work but I do my best."

[in the distance, the sound of will screaming can be heard.]

#✶ ── ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀filed under ⠀ ❯ ⠀ answered ask #willa vc: no that's my daaaaad

[eyelessfog]

In the shadow rot au, do you have both esmp 1 and 2 characters of the same creator or just one or the other (ex: count fwhip and goblin fwhip)

both!

#[asks] #so unless you want me to give you both at once < takes longer to answer #tell me which version you want #also :000 ive been answering a lot of these earlier!!! theyre all filed under the ‘empires mix au’ but its the same world

[pocketgalaxies]

One of the best bits of Marisha's note taking skills out there is the really funny c3e10 starting at 41:52. Travis asking for anyone with better notes, Ashley telling the one sentence she wrote down, Marisha telling a whole story from her notes and ending with ''That's what I wrote down''. Also Ashley's and Travis' :0 reactions are very familiar lol

hello i've giffed this here! agreed it is easily one of the best

#anonymous #ask #answered #requests #idk if this was a request but just filing it under that tag