#Important To Me

[pe0ple3ater]

I'm cooking, I can't stop thinking about the three of them. I could keep going to be fair, I have about 600 more words written of this..

Tazercraft/Fit freaky link sex. Save me..save me.

If you asked Mike normally, he’d say that his link with Pac was the best thing that’s ever happened to either of them. Hard to feel lonely when someone’s thoughts, feelings, and sensations are just a thought away. Difficult to let anger simmer and burn away any feelings when it’s balanced by someone else's sadness and overflow of emotions.

Right now, though, Mike has never wished the link would go away more.

He takes off his glasses and runs his hand down his face, sighing softly and shivering yet again at the phantom feeling of hands on his body. He breathes slowly and tries his hardest to block out Pac’s physical feelings while still keeping a close eye on his emotions, ready to take over at the first sign of discomfort. Pac’s never been good at speaking up for himself, so Mike normally tries to stick around and make sure he’s okay. Especially now, especially with a new partner.

The difference between right now and every other time Pac’s had sex is that Pac is not trying at all to block the physical sensations leaking through. It actually seems like he's pushing them more onto Mike. Normally, his focus is split between keeping Mike away from that and enjoying the moment. Right now, though, it seems that he can’t be bothered.

Pac

It feels good doesn’t it Mikey?

Yes now can you please stop, I’m trying to get things done

Pac doesn’t respond, and the feelings don’t lessen at all. Mike breathes sharply at the feeling of fingers clumsily exploring a cunt that Mike doesn't have. It's a weird feeling, a phantom wetness between his legs. He can feel Pac’s pleasure and smugness radiating off of him through their link. Mike pushes away from the table he’d been working at and lays his head over the backrest of the chair. He breathes slowly and his hands shake as the feeling of being stretched becomes more intense. Fucking Pac, fucking asshole.

Pac I’m serious

Just enjoy it, feels so good

Mike rolls his eyes and pushes his displeasure through their link. He’s hard in his boxers, an aching heat that he knows Pac can feel just as much as Mike can feel Fit pressing a third finger inside of him. It seems a little unnecessary to Mike, there’s no way Fit is big enough to warrant such intense stretching.

He can’t do anything but sit and deal with it so he might as well have some fun as well. It's far from the first time they've done something like this.

Mike closes his eyes and pushes himself more fully into Pac’s head, forcing his way into his consciousness. The feelings instantly become 100% more intense and he cusses softly, grappling for control of some sort. Pac makes space for him and Mike finds himself staring through Pac’s eyes. He glances down and heat curls in his stomach.

Jesus christ

He’s so big right?

Pac groans out loud when Fit slowly starts to press in, Mike’s hand flys to the tent in his boxers and presses down. The movement only intensifies the pleasure Pac feels in return. Fit looks up and meets their eyes finally and blinks slowly, before laughing a little as a smile spreads across his face.

“Oi Mike” Fit greets like it’s nothing and Mike feels giddy excitement curl in his chest, courtesy of Pac. At the sound of his name on Fit's lips, Mike spits in his hand and wraps it around his cock. He squirms.

He wants you here just like I do

Shut up Pac

#fic #IDK the three of them are so compelling #Mike paying attention to Pac while he's having sex #important to me #mike cares #it turns pac on more #p@c #m!ke #f!t #qsmpnsfw

[blamemma]

Carlos Sainz congratulating Daniel Ricciardo after his P4 in Qualifying

#carlos sainz #daniel ricciardo #cs #dr #important to ME #and the discord girlies xxxx

[raayllum]

28 + 14 for rayllum? 🥺

Send me a number with a ship and i’ll write it (accepted ships are tdp canon ships + rarepairs (claudiez, sorpeli, corvus/terry, sorvus)

Rayla doesn't mean to, really.

They're setting out the dishes for a fancy family dinner, special plates from their mom, but her wrist has never been the same and she hasn't been looking after it lately, too consumed with the prison and what they're going to do and—

Her wrist spasms from pain. The plate slips from her fingers. Shatters on the floor.

Her eyes sting. An apology burns in her throat. "Oh Garlaath, I'm so sorry—I didn't mean to—" She clamps her mouth shut—excuses—as Callum and Ezran pause in where they were successfully setting the table and come to look at the plate she ruined. She stoops down, scooping up the pieces. "I'll—"

"Whoa, hey," Callum cautions, kneeling beside her and prying her hands away. More pieces slip through her fingers. "Careful," he murmurs, not the slightest hint of anger in his voice. "You'll cut yourself that way. We should put on gloves, first."

"I can go get some," Ezran chirps just a tad too cheerfully, and she can tell the brothers are exchanging a look over her downturned head.

"That would be great, Ez." Callum tugs her to her feet by the hands, away from the mess. "Thanks."

The young king dashes out, leaving them alone, her pitiful sniffle horribly loud in the grandiose hall.

"I'm sorry I broke the plate," she repeats. "I know it was your mom's."

"Yeah well, the whole point of them was mending broken things." He turns her palms carefully over in his, inspecting them, fingers brushing over hers. "You're sure you didn't cut yourself? There were lots of tiny sharp pieces."

"I'm fine. Really."

He still takes a few seconds to look over her hands though, checking and gently caressing every finger. Her eyes dry but the lump in her throat persists, and well—she's never been able to fool him when it matters, and when he doesn't want to be, an all too knowing look on his face when he catches her eyes.

Callum squeezes her hands. "No one's mad at you," he says. "It was an honest mistake."

"I messed up, though, I should've known—"

He takes her by the shoulders and she looks at him, knowing her eyes are still wide and bright and tearful. "Rayla, it's okay to mess up. It's okay."

"But—" the Silvergrove sits on the tip of her tongue. She swallows it back. She takes a deep breath. The truth of what he's saying goes against every fibre in her being, and sounds too good to be true—but Callum has always been like that, and then went on to keep being true. "Really?" she croaks.

"Really." He guides her into the chair next to his own with a sweet smile, and kisses her forehead. "Besides: now Ez and I can show you how sealing the pieces with gold works. Putting it back together again. It's fun."

The plate would never be the same, but it could still be beautiful, and loved, and whole.

Rayla picks up one of the still-sealed-yet-broken ones, the golden filled cracks glittering up at her.

Callum fits his fingers into her other hand—sealing up those empty spaces as he squeezes, steady and sure. "Rayla. I still love you. Okay?"

She breathes, and trusts, as best she can. She squeezes back. "I know," she says. "I love you too."

#rayllum #my fic #thanks for asking #arcmagecallum #requests #sarai's plates featured from ez's pre s4 short story #tdp shorts #tdp #the dragon prince #rayla learning that it's okay if she does mess up after learning that she doesn't always mess up is #important to me #get her some therapy #fic #ficlet

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#heart melted #important to me #say you love her already #god #the rookie #chenford #chenfordedit #tim x lucy #tim bradford #lucy chen #melissa o’neil #eric winter #gif #gifs #gifset #5x21 #undercover love #cuties

[daydreams-ethrialthings]

IF YOU DON'T LIKE BATS WE CAN'T BE FRIENDS

🦇🖤🦇

[Not My Art]

#bat #bats #bat lover #bat lady #batty for bats #🦇 #bats are beautiful #important to me #ecology #local ecologically #not my art #art #fairycore #fantasy #daydream #fae

[the-entity-down-the-street]

Idk how to self promote for shit but I'll tell you Tumblr.Com I'm very excited about my weird little novella that's half-memoir and half cosmic horror comedy and its about the existential dread of overcoming suicidal ideation as an autistic trans bitch but now idk what the fuck to do with my life in this rapidly crumbling capitalistic hellscape

The answer is be loud about existing in spite the statistics, love my friends, and suck goblin dick

#book #autistic writer #autistic voice #trans voice #trans writer #own voices #book promotion #am i doing this right? #i put my heart and soul into this #memior #fantasy #tw horror #horror novel #important to me

[t-800]

Mike Patton of Faith No More Monsters of Rock Chile Interview (1995)

#mike patton #fnm #faith no more #interview #1990s #90s #gifs #important to me

[majestydeerakuma]

GUYS!!! IMPORTANT

Quizmaster Jack is the host of Full Stream in Germany????

Guys????

Is it really Quizmaster Jack????

Someone please tell me??? Is it Jack or Cookie????

EDIT: Found a video where he said his name is Jack and I listened to the voice in Fibbage 4, Quizmaster Jack is indeed the host of YDKJ Full Stream

#rambling #jackbox #jackbox games #important to me #you don’t know jack #ydkj #ydkj full stream

[hishighnesstheprincess]

Or in which, relationships go both ways. The first time Sonic realized Tails cared about him.

#what r my tags this is actually stressing me out #okay hold on #important to me #sth #sonic the hedgehog #tails the fox #sonic posting #prin posts #wholesome sonic and tails wednesday #i think thats every tag? hopefully

[speedwayy]

me: no i don’t even like torchwood that much haha it’s just a bit silly, isn’t it

me after one (1) drink: if you think about it, jack harkness like satirizes hypermasculinity and american militarization by way of gay aesthetics. like jack's almost fetishization of war violence and fixation on fraternization between male soldiers that manifests itself in a fetish for uniformed men. his coat symbolizing wartime nostalgia but owen referring to it as a signifier of homosexuality. idk man

#torchwood #actually i think about this a lot #also jack’s seemingly very strong attraction to violent men? #torchwood season one episode 12 captain jack harkness #important TO ME

[reiketsui]

the way that trying to take down rocket really would not be the flex many people think it is because these people are societal rejects, deemed useless by the government, could never land a regular job, and have nowhere else to go because of how they are treated thanks to their poor backgrounds or debt or anything not-favorable that pushed them to join in the first place

#《 ooc. 》 #important to me

[mj-thrush-gxn]

Yall does tumblr just like not put me on the tl ever or do i just not post enough interesting stuff😭

cause like i’m getting considerably less notes than i used to and im getting worried🤭

kinda feeling like i should just stop shitposting and only post art- but that takes a lot of fun out of this website

so like, if anyone happens to see this- what should i do to make my content more interesting

#thrush rambles #thrush talks #important #very important #important to me #questions #just wondering #it could also just be tumblr fucking around with me #but i thinks it’s just a me problem #also i don’t mean to come off as entitled or bad in this #i feel like im being annoying but im just wondering so it would be nice to get some idea #feel free to be brutally honest👍

[uneducated-author]

I got a present from a student of mine, a beautiful hardcover copy of 'Howl's Moving Caste' and I'm so happy, but it does remind me of what 10 (AND A HALF) year old me did when she found out that it wasn't in my local WHSmith.

Full of rage and vitriol I knocked on the door of every classroom in my school (I was a renowned introvert, so this was EXTREMELY out of character) and politely asked if anyone had a copy. I received Many Many Many rejections. Inconsolable I lay in the library and wept. Then, like a beacon from the dark, the librarian miraculously told me that when I'd asked earlier she was mistaken and 'oh, I think we have it actually! It's just in loan'

I've looked back in this moment with the benefit of hindsight and realised that the librarian, who knew me as the girl who'd hide from bullies in the reading room and spent lunch hours organising books, must have elected to specially order the book for me, and it makes an already sweet moment even sweeter.

But a week later, I was distraught again. The winter holidays were coming up. I would loose access to the only library that had this treasure. I was holding Diana Wynne Jones masterpieces in my hands, despairing against my upcoming tragedy, until it came to me. The perfect solution.

I just had to write the whole book.

'Oh you fool, you could not write three books in a week'

I could sure as hell try.

I was in a frenzy. I would shovel breadsticks into my mouths and fervently write at lunch. I stayed up late and wrote by torchlight.

(Honestly, I probably could have written by lamp, but torchlight felt more dramatic and I lived for the feeling it evoked.)

I wrote in my reading class, permitted because I'd finished the list of books and the assorted quizzes. I wrote in friday PE because the friday teacher never took attendance and nobody cared if a young girl had locked herself in the bathroom for an hour, scribbling away.

I learned how to write with my left hand, but I was too slow if I wanted it to be legible, so I worked through the pain.

So? Did I finish? Was my fervent effort rewarded? Books had to be returned to the library on Thursday so I didn't even have Thurday night. Would the fortnight be enough?

Sort of. I finished my transcription of 'Howl's Moving Castle' and 'Castle in the Air' but couldn't move on to the final book in the trilogy. Hence started my winter vacation. I poured through the story, luxuriating in the rereading. I impressed my mother with my skill in making whipped cream, turns out mixing is much less intensive than furtive writing.

And on Christmas, I opened a beautiful collection of three paperbacks. I reread those books until I could recite swathes from each, and memorised the whole first chapter, which I'd murmur to my younger cousins.

I passed those books down to a younger girl in the neighbourhood, who passed them down to her sister, who gave them to a friend who lost them on a holiday. I have no idea where they are now.

But I have a book, from a student who loves reading where she used to hate it, and revels in a story with happy ending and good characters.

I don't know if there's some greater meaning to this. But I love the story, and it's come back to me. And my wrist almost hurts remembering almost 100,000 words for this story, but I can't help remember how much I wanted it.

Sometimes I think 'do I have that passion now? Is there anything I'd care about to that extent, until it hurts, until I hate it?'

I was so foolish, but so so alive and that week feels impossible. I talked to strangers! I transcribed a book! I didn't give up, not for a second!

(In fact two years later I did the same thing for Good Omens, transcribing the copy at my library over the period of a whole Summer. I purchased a copy a year after that, and gave it to a friend last year.)

I'm proud, of what ten and a half year old me did. Not because it was specifically moral, or impressive. Because of how much she loved something that she resolved to do anything to keep it with her.

The frantic handwriting is unfamiliar to me. It's spidery and smudged. The paper seems unbelievably thin, and the script uneven and unlevelled. A whole chapter has been lost to water damage. I barely have any of the book memorised. I keep it all the same because ten (and a half) year old me would weep if I lost it.

A heart is a heavy burden. But I poured mine into a strangers words, and then into those pages. I can't give them away.

#howls moving castle #howl pendragon #sophie pendragon #good omens #not sure what this really counts as #storytelling? #important to me

[marikodraws]

✏️ March/April 2023 sketchlog

This month’s flavor is persona 5 continuing to consume my brain 

#persona 5 #goro akechi #arsene #kitagawa yusuke #p5 loki #black mask #fanart #sketchlog #i see a lot of loki!goro art but never with the red teeth #which are like #important to me #aesthetically #also that leblanc family one was drawn on my phone at like 4 am lmao #working on the final illust of it but i can't settle on a coloring style for it and end up not liking anything i do #so pivoting until i figure that out

[guppiesareamazing]

WHY DO I NOT HAVE A TAIL

i can not EXPRESS my TRUE EMOTIONS without one. when someone asks me about guppies what do you expect me to do? smile? NO. I WIGGLE. I WIGGLE MY BUTT BECAUSE I DONT HAVE A TAIL AND ITS HOMOPHOBIC

#important to me #caps #caps cw #literally why dont i have a tail wtf #therian #its also a therian thing for me but like #emotions without tail? how? i cant emotion without it

[batmasc]

#forcemasc #transmasc rambling #ftm motivation #transmasc positivity #vague #important to me #batman