#I still don’t like my stuff my folks

[valjeanbo]

My gremlin coworker made me do this

#trigun #trigun stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #my art #I still don’t like my stuff my folks

[spadeiguess]

OH NO!!! YOU HAVE BEEN OFFLINE FOR THE PAST 2 OR MORE WEEKS AND HAVEN’T POSTED A THING??? Draw a 5 minute Leafy doodle ✍️ perfect solution

#leafy #leafy bfdi #bfdi leafy #battle for dream island #bfdi #object shows #object show community #osc #also the main reason as to why I don’t post as much here is cause of a game I’m working on with my friends! #I’m too busy on that rn :’D but I still like drawing here and posting my stuff soooo I’m gonna continue doing that! #also since you guys seemed to like the announcer and remote family headcanon I brought up before I might even draw something along that! #so stay tuned folks B)

[redvelvetbunny]

what brushes do you use and what program? btw love the art 🫶

i use procreate with a mix of the default brushes and these specific brushes/brush packs! 🫶 square brushes Are my Bestest Friend.

jingsketch brushes are also pretty great but i got them when they were at a much much lower price 😭

i always use a HUGE (i’m not kidding) amount of references while i draw and i reference off of other peoples styles in order to curate the one i liked the most ^_^ have fun!!

#twdg #my brushes #whehehwhdhwhsewhdhehdhdhehehwhshwhshsgsgsehehshshshwhehhee #booger #_booger #booger3 #booger4 #THANK YOU ALL SO UMUCH #i love my little minions #i wanna draw more twdg stuff #REQUESTS ARE ALWAYS OPEN FOLKS #unless i dont draw them #IM STILL DOING THE KENNY ONE. #ugh i wish i wasn’t Such a perfectionist #do you think tumblr will ban my account if i draw gore #uggghhhhfhhdhswhehdehwhhwshsbdhe #i got a dog and she’s only 15 weeks old so she sleeps like 24 hours a Day #I LOVE DOGS #i have a list of ideas i want to draw #is it okay if i start posting yellowjackets + tlou or will you hurt me #I Love Lesbians #i love women who kiss Women #im really tired #.Sorry #people act like brushes don’t change the way you draw And I’m Sick of Acting Like That’s True #brush gatekeepers dni #YOU ARENT BETTER THAN THE REST OF US!!!!!

[ficklecat]

imma bitch about gender™️ stuff real quick

getting married in the same year I realise I’m not cis is WHACK BRO wtf

like literally I’m going through one of the MOST gendered societal practices that exists while barely understanding my own identity and it’s so fuckin stressful and upsetting and fucking with me way worse than I thought

my fiancé is incredible and so is my best friend but even they aren’t used to it yet and I’m still barely comfortable with correcting anyone about my pronouns because I still have a voice in my head that’s saying none of this is real and I’m just overthinking and/or my illness is skewing how I feel about myself

but every time I have to encounter this whole “omg you’re a blushing bride to be!” I want to VOMIT it gives me such a visceral ICK and I’m so uncomfortable about it but I’m not even “out” to anyone besides a very intimate circle of people (and some people at work that I wanted to ‘test it out’ with who have probably already forgotten)

idfk I’m just in this weird gender limbo rn and I have this big event thing this week to go to to taste stuff and discuss details and it’s just about to be so miserably dysphoric for me

and I’ve never really experienced gender dysphoria in a real or intense way, so this is still new to me and it fucking sucks so much because my own brain isn’t even backing me up and is just telling me “you’re being dramatic just stop trying to be cool and different” even though I know that’s not true

UGH

this is so stupid

just don’t perceive me please I’m begging

#it doesn’t help I don’t ‘look’ the part #and yes I know that’s not real #but I mean to say I’m visibly cis #and because I’m still not comfortable telling everyone or correcting pronouns #I feel stuck #on top of other identity shit tied to my appearance #and my current health situation #it all just feels like a lot #ANYWAY #disclaimer here that I’m not an idiot and obviously understand the plight of trans and NB folks who experience this daily #as well as worse things that I’ve never had to deal with due to my cis and/or passing privilege #it’s just frustrating and making me feel stupid #gender shit #ax says stuff

[lesbiansanemi]

*through gritted teeth* ppl can ship whatever they want and it’s fine it doesn’t affect you ppl can ship whatever they want and it’s fine it doesn’t affect you ppl can ship whatever they want and it’s fine it doesn’t affect you people can—

#I need to stop seeing douma/akaza stuff like. now. #I’ve tried okay I’ve tried to even mildly like it and nope #I can’t do it. I cannot do it whatsoever #I JUST DONT GET IT I DONT GET IT I DONT GET ITTTTTTTR #I know it’s my thing where I viscerally dislike ships that are based on two characters #who are on the same side but STILL fucking hate each other #because literally no matter what it just feels so weird and forced to me #like they are on the same side. they have similar morals already. if they were gonna like each other AT ALL… they would #but yeah no I’m hffjdjdksk I can’t do that one anymore #and it used to be such a rare pair so it was really easy to avoid and now I’m seeing A LOT more of it and it’s getting more difficult #and I dunno part of it is the idea of shipping douma with ANYONE #like I can’t stand him being shipped with shinobu kanae or kotoha either #his canon interactions with them have just tainted it sooooo much for me #and like yeah rocks at glass houses I’m aware I’m the enemies to lovers weirdo who ships characters who keep trying to kill each other #but mannnnnn something about the idea of shipping a guy who terrified a woman so wholly she threw her baby off a cliff because that was a #better alternative to him getting his hands on her child? yeeeeaaaaahhhhh… it’s not gonna be for me folks #it is NOT a kind of power dynamic I am gonna enjoy when it’s that particular angle #the context of their relationship cannot be that removed to me #it’s just one of my person nope. can’t fucking do it don’t fucking like it kinda makes my skin crawl things #which in a way is unfortunate #cuz I actually do enjoy douma as a character a lot and I can enjoy certain explorations of him #where he actually DOES learn to be in tune with his emotions again and learn to care for someone #but I rarely see it done well #and when I see ANY of that so called ‘development’ linked to any of these ships #it’s usually just akaza or Kotoha or shinobu getting over their hatred/fear of him in way too fast and highly unrealistic ways #while douma does very little to actually develop himself he just kinda is Automatically better because someone loved him back #(in a way that’s usually out of character for everyone involved lol) #esp when any of these ships are showcased in a REALLY cutesy way like again it’s just not for me #I don’t think I can ever really jive with it #oh well. I should just block some more tags I just needed to complain a bit first lol

[mars-ipan]

i am such a one drink girlie. tipsy is plenty and i do not want to experience a hangover ever in my life

#marzi speaks #think my roommate went clubbing or smth last night so i’m thinking abt it #and like. god that is not for me. clubbing/partying in general is fine but one drink is. plenty #being drunk is fun but i don’t wanna get so drunk that i feel sick. like ever #give me a single mixed drink for me to sip on and i am good for the night #don’t need anything more #it’s funny tho i talk to my parents abt this stuff and they’re like ‘you’re being smart but don’t miss out’ #and it’s like. folks you both have alcoholism in your families. you both know it’s probably for the best if i minimize my alcohol intake #my parents were both party people growing up and sometimes it shows when i talk to them lmao #they’ve peer pressured me more than my friends ever have. they will respect it if i say no tho #what being gen x does to a motherfucker i guess #literally my entire childhood my parents’ philosophy on drugs was ‘there’s a time and a place for everything and it’s called college’ #which. i learned was a south park reference as a teenager. and i felt so betrayed #bc i was convinced that was smth they came up with organically prior to that #ANYWAYS. i have never experienced a desire to get wasted and i hope it stays that way #weed’s more fun anywho. and i still have a low ass tolerance so it’s cheap too #uhhh do i tw tag this. sure #tw alcohol mention #tw drug mention #there we are :]

[sailforvalinor]

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#I was just in the shower (yes at 2 am because this is uni we don’t take showers before midnight we die like men) and I was suddenly struck #with this memory of this time at the end of my senior year where this guy in my dance company who I had known for like four or five years #but had barely exchanged two sentences with suddenly referred to me as ‘dearest sweetest of Vals’…but only to ask me to grab him a water #bottle 💀 #and I thought it was a little weird but I moved on until like the next day I found out that he had broken up with his girlfriend the week #before and I was like was he trying to do something there?? or was he just being weird?? likely the latter but still that timing was a bit #strange that’s all I’m saying #anyway filing it in my collective pile of evidence to support the fact that every interaction I’ve had with a guy with romantic (or #potentially romantic) subtext has been objectively weird #I’d really like to disprove my conviction that my life is a dark romantic comedy and I’m the butt of every joke but ladies the evidence is #MOUNTING. #the only thing I’ll say about the guy who is the greatest evidence for this is that it involved a) a debate about the early church and #communism b) The Wingfeather Saga and c) him writing poetry comparing me to a rock #you can’t make this stuff up folks

[starbuck]

Having to listen to my coworkers go on about h*rry p*tter and not being able to say anything about it really just cements my need for Real Friends…

#like. people who ACTUALLY respect me and care about me as a person would be GREAT!!!!!! #and it’s like. i DO have friends - but not local friends i can actually hang out with #my trust levels are just low low LOW #and every interaction i have with my coworkers only lowers it further #the folks at one of our neighboring parks - by contrast - have EXCELLENT vibes #i’ve really enjoyed chatting with them at our little training conferences #i’m thinking of maybe passing my number onto them at least #our parks aren’t necessarily on the best terms for complicated reasons - but hopefully we can still do SOME stuff together #bc the people i currently work with are like. tolerable #but i don’t feel respected #(and no it’s NOT just bc of the hp stuff… that was just today in particular)

[novelconcepts]

In an effort to make myself do something-oh-god-anything this week, I am opening my inbox up to Paper Girls fic prompts for a few days. Important caveats:

Caveat the first: I’m ONLY taking Paper Girls prompts at the moment. KJ/Mac, KJ/Lauren, Tiff/Erin, Erin’s baby crush on Mac—all fair game. Just not taking any non-PG prompts.

Caveat the second: also not taking any…non-PG prompts. Since the lion’s share of plot is about literal 12 year olds, I won’t be writing anything even remotely sexual for this fandom—even if they’re aged up. Kinda goes without saying, but just in case.

So if you’d like to see any little ficlets for this fandom: shoot. One-word prompts, song prompts, whatever, totally welcome.

#paper girls #prompt call #I need to make myself do something that isn’t pacing or tossing tennis balls or huddling in bed #and PG can always use more fics so like #seems as good a use of my time as any for the moment #(I know some folks are still asking for bly stuff. I appreciate you. I love bly. I am not in the mood for bly writing atm. sorry friends) #if I don’t get any or many I might reblog a prompt list next week and try again. we’ll see. I just. gotta make something.

[ratsketches]

Definitely thinking of moving off Twitter onto here and Inkblot :/ it’s been getting worse and worse over there, and now with this even bigger push for AI bs they’re doing, I don’t want anything to do with the site

#so damn frustrating #going to try and follow back everyone I can on here and other sites #to be honest I prefer using tumblr so much more anyway #even if my posts aren’t like massively popular I don’t mind it because it’s nice and calm over here #Twitter just make me anxious posting stuff and even though I’m still trying to be more active on sites and talk to folks online #it’s just hard sometimes but tumblr is definitely helping a lot more #so idk I might set up some side blogs for stuff and just see how things do over here #and like I know there’s bots on here but at least it’s not the c/ry/pto ones forcing it down your throat 247 and adding you to lists #idk if I’ll still use Instagram because I’m worried it’ll go in the same direction with ai stuff but we’ll see #this is frustrating for everyone but especially freelance artists #it’s so damn hard trying to get your work out there and protected at the moment

[luxcruor]

.* hooboy

#personal stuff warning raaaaaa ////////////////// #okay first night back at home with the folks #i’m feeling nervous and miss my friends so much #like i’m going to miss them like family because to me they are #i’m still going to see them as much as i can but man #i feel so lonely right now… i don’t even have a cat right now #no job means i cant take care of her myself and i’m not having my parents pay for her #she’ll be okay with my ex partner ( we’re still friends though ) #she’ll have company with their cat too #ugh sorry i had to get that out somewhere

[ratsandbeetles]

Hhh yeah I don’t think I’m getting my old account back :( haven’t heard any responses or reasons as to why it was terminated

I was just using it one minute and it was gone the next without warning, so I guess if I’m using a new account I might as well post my art more on here

#just really sucks man #had that account for years now and I used it to talk to folks + find references and cool info on stuff #and now it’s just gone #like I can’t even get any of the data from it because it’s been wiped #I don’t know if it was from a glitch or if I got reported by someone #I’ve never broken any of the TOS rules though and I’ve always made sure to tag warnings and stuff on my posts so idk man #it’s still relatively early so maybe I’ll still get a response but I’m trying not to take it too personally

[kedreeva]

When I was a kid, maybe 14 or so (which is, you know, 20+ years ago), I belonged to a Yahoo! mailing list for an anime called Gundam Wing. It was mostly populated by other teens, of varying ages, as it was started by a teen and her friends. Eventually it migrated, when Yahoo! groups started as forums, and even branched off into non-GW related stuff in a second forum.

One of the things I remember the most clearly is the oldest person in the group. Her name was Steelsong. She was a 40-something Dom with a sub whose name we knew even though we knew nothing else. She ran her own fanfic archive because the web was still handmade HTML and navigated in webrings and I’m pretty sure Google didn’t exist or was only barely, barely launched and not well known. She was kind and patient and we loved her. She treated everyone on the group with the respect given any adult, even though most of the rest of the world was still treating us like we were children. Not teenagers even, but children. She never once condescended to any of us, never made our youth a barrier to her respect, never treated us like we were incapable of being full people or like we were less than her because we were young.

I remember that she hosted our fanfiction, as absolutely terrible as it was (and I still have some of it, I am WELL aware of how cringingly terrible it is, just absolute nonsense garbage), right there alongside of other fic that was soul-achingly beautiful. Not a separate section for her friends or for kids, just right there like we were good enough to feature alongside other authors. I never once received crit from her that I didn’t ask for, only support. Only love. I am still writing today partly because Steel was so kind about our fic, fanfic and original.

I remember that when I started doing clay sculpture, she commissioned a tiny pair of dragons from me, to support me doing artwork. She sent a check my mom cashed for me, and my mom helped me mail it when it was finished. It broke in transit, and Steel assured me that she mended it and that it was still beautiful. It was a small gold dragon curled up with a small silver dragon.

I remember that her patience knew no bounds. I remember that she was there for us, regardless of reason. When we wanted to know silly things like what to do with a single AA battery, she answered. When we had serious questions about sex, she answered.  When we had questions about writing, she taught us. When one of our group members, a young gay teen in Australia, ended up in the hospital and then stopped making posts, and we all knew what had happened, she let us talk to her about it because we couldn’t go to our own parents, even though we had just lost a friend.

She was not a replacement to my parents, but she was an extra parent, in some ways. A friend, certainly, but someone that had been through more life than we had and was willing to pass on knowledge if we asked for it. Someone older that we trusted with things that were too uncomfortable to go to our parents or teachers or whatever about, because we already knew she wasn’t going to judge us or something, and that we would get an honest answer.

I don’t know why I’m remembering this so hard tonight, and I’m not sure if there’s a point to sharing this, except that I know she’s gone now. She was ill the last time we spoke, and her site went down a long time ago, and I miss her. She was a huge influence on my life, then and now. She was hope, for me, that life as an adult didn’t have to be boring, it wouldn’t have to mean giving up the things I loved and Becoming Only Responsible With No Fun. Her presence meant I had hope I could still write and play with friends even when I wasn’t ‘a kid’ anymore. And she’s gone, and I miss her, and I wanted to share her from the perspective of youth, and the perspective over twenty years later has provided me.

And I think of her, when people go off about older folks being in fandom with younger folks. I’m an older folks now, or at least middle aged folks because there are certainly folks older than me still, but I wasn’t always. I’ve been here since i was a younger folks, and I know how much Steel’s presence and support meant to me, how much she helped not just me but everyone on that group. And I think of the people saying older folks don’t belong in fandom, and that they shouldn’t interact with younger folks at all, and I just think... I can’t agree. I needed that kind of solid presence in my life back then and even at the age I am now, I need the folks older than me to stay. I want them here.

So I guess, like, if you’re here and you’re 40 or 50 or 60 or 70 or 80 or whatever, I want you here in fandom with me, still. Your presence here is a comfort. It is hope. It is a reminder that life will continue to be fun, even as I get older, myself. And if you’re younger and you have this sort of elder in your groups, I hope that they are like Steel. I hope they are kind and patient and supportive, and that knowing them gives you hope for your own future. I hope in twenty years you look back and remember them fondly.

#steelsong #personal #stories about ked's life #dash stretcher #fandom #god she would have loved ao3 so much #i wish i could tell her about the good things that have become

[hauntedbubbles]

Ghost: *hands Johnny a tea* Here, this’ll sort ya out. Soap: I swear you fuckin’ Brits think tea’ll fix anything. Rudy: *confused* You’re both British, no? Alejandro: *kicks Rudy under the table*  *Whispers* Now you’ve done it…  Soap: *sipping tea* I identify as Scottish. Ghost: You can identify as a fuckin’ tree, mate. But it don’t change nothin’ Scotland’s part of Britain…you’re British. Soap: Geographically, aye. But that’s no’ the point!  Ghost: You know, none of the Welsh or Irish boys make as much noise about it as you… Soap: This doesny concern them! Rudy: *to Gaz* Are they going to fight… Did I miss something? Gaz: *who’s been sitting quiet* Nah mate, this is foreplay for them…I’m just glad my room’s not next to theirs… 

Some Soap Headcanons/Thoughts from a Scottish person? 👇🏼

“Fuckin’ Brits!” 

I’ve seen a lot of folks mention how odd it was, and that the writers have somehow forgotten about Scotland being a part of Britain.

Some folks have suggested that maybe this was just an attempt of them writing Soap as a Nationalist only to be countered with comments that he would have said “Fuckin’ English.” Because Scotland is still a part of Great Britain.

Keep in mind that “British” is often used as a generalisation by many for those living in the UK, so anyone who is strongly against the Union may refuse to associate themselves with it and strongly emphasise by affirming their  “I’m Scottish.”

Whatever Soap’s political views on the treaty of Union, signed all the way back on the 1st May 1707, matter not, because it’s purely banter. The Scots and English have history, and they’re playing with it (Especially when you consider Ghost's whole “Speak English.” stuff.)

As a Scottish person, who’s man was also born here, but his family are English, I often take the piss about his heritage…some of us are just like that, okay? 🤣

Soap’s accent.

I’ve seen it come up again and again in comments that Soap’s accent changes, and sometimes his Scottish accent seems forced…that his VA is clearly not a native, unlike Captain MacTavish’s…

Besides the fact that his VA is actually Scottish, Soap travels the world, he works closely with folks from all over, so it is no surprise to me that his accent is going to dip and change from time to time.

And the times where he’s “forcing it'' in"Alone ","Awa and Bile yer heid!” “It’s pishin’ it doon oot here.” c’mon now, he’s purposely trying to goad Ghost! 🤣 

I worked in tourism, my colleagues came from all over. I’ve grown up with American TV shows and video games. And you bet I hear an accent and have to mimic it! When folk ask me where I’m from, it’s like a default to emphasise my accent as much as possible… oh and angry and drunk… tends to rev up the accent a little more too 👀

Basically, the accent is Scottish… with extra seasoning 🤣

#john soap mactavish #ghostsoap #ghost mw2 #modern warfare #cod ghost #call of duty mwii #kyle gaz garrick #ghost riley #cod modern warfare #mw2 #mw2 alejandro #mw2 rudy

[liivzen]

Waiting and Watching

Gamer!Gojoxreader

18+ mdni

Content warning: porn watching, soft dom! gojo, tw link, riding, breast fondiling, teasing gojo, very slight voyeurism if you squint, unprotected sex (wrap it up folks)

Wc: 1.4k

note: This is edited but I most likely missed stuff still but please enjoy :)

You’re chilling at gojos house while he’s gaming with his friend Suguru, laying on the bed waiting for attention.

You’re just scrolling on your phone going on social media trying to entertain yourself while your oh so lovely boyfriend keeps playing with his friend. Normally you don’t really care and would just keep doing what you normally do, but today you were feeling a little more needy than other days. Glancing over to your lover, you see that he is very much into his game.

���Oh come on Suguru help me out man!” Satoru shouted at the screen and through the headset he was wearing.

You try to drown out the shouting and get back to whatever you had been looking at on your phone. Getting bored of the app you were on you swipe out and go to twitter. Not really thinking much of anything you start scrolling on your timeline. As you’re scrolling you come across a video that is quite…alluring.

Immediately the video had you hot and bothered. You could feel the throbbing coming from your cunt already, and squeezing your legs together to try and calm it down. It clearly wasn’t working though, as you continued to watch the video on your phone. You look over at Satoru again and see that he’s very much into the game he’s playing still. Huffing you think for a second. You look down at yourself real quick, only wearing a t-shirt from satorus closet and some lounge shorts that were more like underwear with how short they were.

Before thinking about it, you felt your hand creep towards the waistband of your shorts. Reaching past it and into your underwear, your fingers start to circle over your clit. You could feel how wet you were already without even touching yourself. Looking back at the video you start to match thrust with your fingers.

You try being quiet by biting your lips, but you let small gasps come out. You could feel yourself coming close to your climax, but then you felt something grab on to your ankle and drag you to the edge of the bed.

While you were under the influence of your own pleasure, you failed to realize Satoru had stopped playing and taken his headphones and saw what you were up to.

“What is my cute little girlfriend up to hmm?” Satoru questioned you with a smirk on his face and reaching for your phone that was still replaying the video over and over again. Before you could answer him he speaks again.

“Oh what do we have here, you like this video baby?” He flips the screen to you and grabs onto your hip so you stay still. You hand was still down in your shorts and you slowly pulled it out while you answered.

“Um, well, you were busy and It was on my timeline so…” You look up at him with a red face and try and wipe your slicked fingers on your shorts. Before you could, Satoru grabs your wrist and your hand towards his mouth. Without any warning he sticks your fingers into his hand and licks your fingers clean of yourself. All you can do it stare up at him with a wide mouth.

“Well why didn’t you say anything baby? I would’ve gotten off if my baby said she was needy.” He tells you after finishing with your hands. He places your phone down on the bed next to you and sits down on the bed. He pulls you on top of him and you spread your legs across him thighs straddling him. You look up to his face and put your hands on his chest steadying yourself. Your boyfriend smirks looking up at your flustered face.

“Why don’t we recreate that lovely video hmm, whatcha think?” He asks with a wide smiling across his face, squeezing your hips in hid hands.

“Ok.” You reply back to him breathlessly.

Before you can think of anything else, you feel his lips crash onto yours. You feel his tongue pushing into yours and you moan into his mouth. You feel Satorus hands creep under his shirt and grab onto your breast, squeezing it with enough force to make you gasp. He takes this opportunity to start kissing down the side of your neck and grabbing onto the waist band of your shorts. Sitting up a bit, you let Satoru slide your shorts and underwear down your legs, leaving you in just his shirt.

“God you’re so pretty.” Satoru mumbles against your lips before pressing his to them. You moan into his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck and rolling your hips into his. You could feel how painfully hard he was when you crotch met his. His hands found their way to your ass, giving it a nice squeeze while grinding your crotch against his again.

“Take it off.” You say to him breathlessly, wanting him to take his sweats off as well. Satoru smiles down at you chuckling at your neediness.

“Ok ok, calm down.” He replies to you, grabbing the waistband of his sweats and pulling it down enough to free his cock. Once its free you grab onto it and start stroking it slowly. While you’re doing that you feel your boyfriend reach behind you and touches you between your thighs. You gasp from the his touch and clench over nothing. Satorus fingers inch towards your entrance, feeling how wet you are. You moan at the touch of his fingers. Getting too impatient you whine at his teasing touch.

Giving in, Satoru slides two fingers into your cunt. You can feel his long fingers reaching way deeper than yours ever do, making you gasp out. You quickly feel yourself already wanting to come, Satoru could feel it too. Using this though, he quickly removed his fingers and positions you over his cock. Using your hands that were already on him, you maneuver it towards your clenching hold.

You slowly push yourself down onto him inch by inch, Satoru squeezing your waist and helping you. You let out a loud moan squeezing around his cock, Satoru letting out his own groan into your neck. You quickly set a calm but deep pace, bouncing up and down on Satorus cock.

“You’re squeezing me so hard sweetheart.” Satoru mumbles in your neck, kissing and sucking at the skin. You grabbed onto his shoulders to give you balance. You move your hips in small circles, causing the pleasure to feel even better. Satorus hand crept around to your front and under his shirt to find your clit, rubbing small circles into that as well. You throw your head back letting out louder moans, squeezing Satoru even more than before.

You move your hands from his shoulders and pick up his shirt, moving the fabric out of the way. You can feel Satoru matching your hips with his own thrust, taking yourself closer to finishing. Satoru grabs onto your hips stopping you from doing your own movements, going so fast you can’t even say his name. Before you know it you’re throwing your head back and your body is convulsing with pleasure. You feel Satorus thrust stutter, giving one big final thrust before you feel his hot ropes shooting into you.

Coming down from both of your highs, you collapse onto Satorus chest. He drags his hands up your back, rubbing up and down, calming your heartbeat down.

“You have a really cute face when you cum, you know that?” Satoru mumbles into the top of your head. You look up at Satoru and smack his chest with the little energy you still have. He chuckles down at you and kisses your forehead. You enjoy this little moment, basking in each others presence. Moments like these make you love your boyfriend even more. Before you could enjoy the silence more though, the sounds of moans fill the room again.

You look over to the side of the bed and realize your phone was still been playing the video you had been watching. You’re cheeks flush and you push yourself off of Satorus quickly. Grabbing onto your phone, you pause the video and exit out of the app. You look over at Satoru, who is looking over at you with a grin on his face. He quickly stands up and picks you up, you wrap your legs around his waist to not fall.

He brings you over to his desk chair and sits down with you placed in his lap. You cuddle into his chest while he grabs onto his headset and logs back onto his game. You can faintly here suguru on the other end of the line.

“Are the two of you done?” You hear him say.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

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[hopelesslyromanticshark]

hi, I understand if you’re too busy with life and writing other stuff (or if you just don’t want to write this), but I would like to request a fic or hc that I have had in my mind for a long time. I have honestly just been waiting to find the right person to ask for this, I love your stuff so much, but back to the request. Can you write a daughter of Neptune meeting Percy for the first time (I would like to imagine she’s younger than him and he immediately becomes an overprotective brother), and ether is dating Jason or starts dating Leo. Sorry for making this so long just to ask a question. Thank you.

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ Greek or Roman, You’re Still Family

content: platonic! percy jackson x daughter of neptune! reader (jason grace x reader but not the main focus) fic warning: not canon at all, like not even close, author's note: this was such a cute concept and you were so polite in your ask that i decided to make it a whole ass fic. look where kindness gets you, folks. also, i had more plans for this but it was getting to be too large so i might do some small spin off hcs but i've got to work through the stuff i have now before that. when i open my requests again, if that's something you want, just hit me up fr.

y/n had gotten used to being alone. nearly everyone else at camp jupiter had siblings or at least people who felt like siblings. and it's not like the girl didn't try to build these connections. she was always met with frightened looks or blatant disrespect. at least, for a while, she had jason grace. the sweet son of jupiter who connected with the lovely daughter of neptune quickly. they both had that longing desire for more, like they had that sibling love to give to someone but no one to give it to. they found solace in each other and eventually love. but then jason disappeared. just up and left, not a word or even a note left in his absence. she begged reyna to let her keep looking but the daugther of war turned her down instantly, claims of the safety of the camp and other bullshit that y/n didn't believe in.

then, y/n started having strange dreams. well, stranger than normal. dreams of a boy who looked like her and felt like the sea - felt like home. dreams of a boy that seemed to be sleeping and too far out of y/n's reach, until one night he was within reach. the girl stretched in her dream, her fingertips just brushing his hand, causing the boy to shoot up instantly and look over at her. she went to open her mouth but was waking up in her room before she could get anything out, ripping off her sheets and setting her feet against the cold tiles in attempt to calm her racing heart.

and then, it got even weirder, as y/n saw the same boy walking around new rome the next day. she halted her steps, looking at the boy clad in neon orange before taking rapid steps towards him, grasping his arm. he turn to her, going to tug his arm free but freezing as he saw her face.

"it's you."

they both spoke at the same time, staring at the other, feeling like they were looking in a mirror. then, appearing above the boys head, a spinning blue and green trident. she knew that image well, it was the same one that appeared above her head all those years ago.

but neither of them needed a sign from their father that they were family. they knew. and percy, in desperate need for some comfort within his muddy and meddled with mind, pulled her into his arms instantly. the girl squeezed him back just as desperately, knowing her love for a sibling wasn't displaced, just lying in wait.

within the short time percy was at camp jupiter, he became overbearingly protective of the girl. during an extremely candid night in their bunks, the girl revealing her loneliness in the roman camp and the ostracization she felt as one of the few children of the big three. she also talked about jason, just happening to leave out the fact that he was her boyfriend. she didn't need percy getting stressed out about that, seeing as he was already seething at the thought of his little sister struggling alone. so she altered the truth, painting jason as simply a ‘good friend.’ in all honesty, it killed her to lie about him to her brother, but she figured it was for the best.

once percy came back from his quest and helped save the camp, they caught news that a greek airship was approaching camp jupiter, apparently in peace and with important cargo, whatever that meant. y/n basically clung to percy's side while they waited for the greeks to come down, chewing on her lip in worry.

"i'm sure they'll be cool. hopefully people i know," percy told her, patting the top of her head in hopes of comforting her.

"maybe it's the girl, the blonde smart one," y/n replied, offering him a hopeful smile. percy didn't respond, though a smile stretched over his lips at the thought.

then the greeks finally came down. a boy with crazy curly hair, a girl with fun eyes and a feather in her braid. then another girl, this one blonde, leading y/n to look up at percy, expectantly and with baited breath. which led to her completely missing the last 'greek.'

percy and the blonde girl saw each other and y/n could tell this was percy's girlfriend. it had to be, from the way his body jolted to go to her to the way she did the same. they met somewhere in the middle, months and months lost but you wouldn't know it from the way they looked at each other. they held each other tighter than y/n thought possible, a smile gracing her lips at her brother's happiness. she felt a pang in her gut though, some part of her hoping to see jason like that one day, to run to him and hold him tight and never let him go again. she hoped the fates were kind enough to grant her that wish, kind enough to give back her son of jupiter-

"y/n?" a voice, an all too familiar voice, choked out. y/n's head instantly snapped towards the sound of his voice, her chest beginning to heave and she hadn't even seen him yet. she shoved past the other roman demigods, her eyes frantically scanning the crowds, desperate to get through them. she pushed her way to the greek demigods, nearly falling as she broke through but a gust of wind pushed her back up to her feet. she looked up through her wild hair and saw her boy, her son of jupiter, her jason grace.

"oh, jason," she whimpered before sprinting the small distance between them, jason colliding into her as well, his arms secure around her waist as he lifted her off the ground and held her close to his chest.

"you're- you're here?" the girl cried into his shoulder, jason holding her as tight as he could.

"i'm here. i'm right here, sweet girl. i've got you back," jason whispered back, his eyes squeezed shut in fear he'd open them and find himself back in his bed on the argo ii, all of it just a dream. but he felt her hands clawing at his back and his arms, clinging to him like a starfish, and he knew this was real.

"i- i was so worried, jase. you were just gone and...and i was so sure you...i," the girl attempted to talk but her throat was dry with the heaving breaths she was taking in and her mind was going blank the only thought in there being jason, jason, jason.

"i know. i'm sorry. i'm so sorry," jason cut in, saving her from taking anymore, pulling back to look into her eyes that he loved so much. that he'd grown to miss, seeing the sea green color in his dreams, hidden behind dark lashes and convoluted with the sight of admiration. at time, he didn’t know who’s eyes they were. now, now he could tell you everything about the girl before him from her favorite color to how they met. and he’d never been more grateful for knowledge.

"it doesn't matter. you're home, that's what matters," y/n added, reaching a hand up and setting it against his cheek. jason instantly leaned into her touch, blow a breath out before letting instinct take over. he leaned down as she leaned up, a dance they'd perfected years ago, jason needing nothing more than muscle memory to find her lips settled against his. he'd missed this too, the velvet softness and the way he could just barely taste salt on her lips. surely a trait all children of poseidon had but jason had no intentions of finding out, kissing his ocean girl being more than enough for a lifetime.

"just your friend, huh?" percy's voice called from somewhere behind y/n, who smirked against jason's lips, raising her free hand and flipping her brother off.

percy's laugh was loud as the two roman's pulled apart, sharing soft looks and warm smiles. jason took her hand into his, feeling the girl curl into his side with a content sigh and he knew he'd be alright from this point on. i mean, he got back his girl, what more does a man need in his life?

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