#and i rarely order it when i go out

[deva-arts]

Some obligatory hiatus doodles

#amontag #vincenttag #soniasanderstag #vincent's waterproofing in action! He got a haircut recently but his mohawk is as stubborn as his personality. #Also a very rare moment of introspection from vince here. he's sorting things out. just a PSA here though I doubt I will ever make him date #Way too many things going on with him to consider a relationship of all things. He can have friends and family though :3 #Amon has a few other forms. I was considering doing this sooner but now I'm extra happy with the idea #Why does he only have three? why only apex predators? that's some lore I'll divulge at a different time #He uses his croccy form most- including when he's humanoid because it's most convenient. No shedding and lots more defense #he can tank bullets and quickly get down to business too. not to mention his croc-form dulled his emotions when it came to his old work #even when he looks 'human' he is always in one of those three forms. He also dislikes getting fur in his clothing. #Adra has a similar influence from these powers but doesn't have any shifting. More like little characteristics #Vincent usually covers Amon's lack of speed and evasiveness while Amon covers Vincent's lack of defense and (comparative) strength. #They bounce off of each other's vibes way too well sometimes but can get the job done in a chaotic but efficient way. Sera buddies them up #She sometimes carries missions with Amon because of his previous experience and range of powers for certain missions. #vincent doesn't like taking orders from Ser specifically but has surprisingly learned the concept of restraint and polity from amon. #ARK_SYSTEMA

[princessconsuelapark]

gungi, a child, who

- traumatically had his entire family slaughtered

- is currently being hunted and treated as something to be SOLD

- desperately seeking out his home planet, he knows barely anything about, and only remembers from DREAMS, and NOT EVEN WHAT VILLAGE HE COMES FROM

finds a village of his own kind slaughtered and burnt to ashes and the sight forces him onto his knees, symbolising the hopelessness of ever finding a place of belonging ever again ??? dave, my kind sir, pray tell WHAT THE FUCK

#the bad batch #gungi #the bad batch spoilers #star wars #i was near tears the whole episode #the order really had no contingency plan for all these kids huh #they grew up SO FUCKING SHELTERED can you imagine how isolated it must feel ??? #having to go out in a world you never navigated on your own and SURVIVE #dave filoni YOU MONSTER #i loved how while gungi seems to have found some peace with these folks #they didn't make a point of showing him overjoyed or immediately fitting in !! #he doesn't know them !!!! doesn't know any of the cultural norms or whatever !!! #he was so sweet copying what everyone else did with the trees looking to check if he was doing it right !!! #and like he is SUCH a jedi constantly lightsabering even when he's told it draws way too much attention !!! #it's what's normal to him it's who he is !! #also! while wookies had a great relationship with the jedi i can imagine gungi meeting with some prejudice given wookie jedi are super rare #just a thought #like he must just feel so alone because he doesn't really belong anywhere now does he #not even on kashyyk :( #it just makes me so sad #and! not being able to speak basic and not everyone immediately understanding him must isolate him even further right? #i mean language barriers are not a super big deal in star wars most of the time #but on some level it must come with some frustration #HE IS JUST A CHILD MR FILONI HOW COULD YOU #i just love gungi a lot okay #my post #blake watches the bad batch

[bl00dw1tch]

Got my end of the month burst of motivation to get my shit together and did 10 push ups

#horse.txt #and some squats and some stretches. but wow those pushups did me in #funfact last time i weighed myself i was actually Under 100 lbs! one of the most disheartening things #'you never go out you dont have any friends why dont you ever go out to meet people??' i could be stuffed in a bag and carried away on foot #i am like flat stanley. i could be blown away by a stiff breeze. and i also just dont have a large appetite? #funfact 2 one of my biggest insecurities is that when i order small portions of food or salads that ppl will think im dieting or have an ED #neither of which are necessarily a Bad thing but ppl do sometimes start to. treat you certain ways over it #either theyre the woke type who start looking at you all pitiful or they start griping to you about their own weight problems in some way #worse in the rare blue moon where ppl with ask me how i stay so skinny. bitch i have adhd i forget to eat Constantly. im starving #its on accident but shit i cant just say that to ppl lol so its always just 'haha my metabolism 🤪' which they sometimes STILL DONT ACCEPT? #LIKE AS AN ANSWER? THEY'LL JUST ASK AGAIN LIKE IM KEEPING IT A SECRET?? #vent // #not really it kinda came out of nowhere honestly #sigh #very frustrated with myself lately in case yall haven't noticed! #god i need to get laid

[chirpsythismorning]

Wait… Remember when Nick said in a previous update that his source informed him that once the first 3 episodes of s5 were written, filming for those episodes could start as soon as later this year…

It’s giving time jump 5x01-5x03 👀👀👀

#byler #stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers #stranger things spoilers #it would make sense to film the pre-time jump scenes/episodes asap while the cast is younger #then do the post-time jump scenes/episodes next year when they are slightly older #as opposed to filming it out of order I mean #also it’s fairly common for shows to start filming when they haven’t completed writing the whole season yet #season 4 being written entirely before filming was rare and only a result of COVID #it’s actually the norm to film while still writing the season you’re filming… #so this is actually fairly likely regardless… #especially just considering that s5 is outlined already #so it’ll be a lot easier then if they were going in completely in the dark

[woulddieforloki]

somebody needs to stop me from going online during Cyber Monday 💀

#for anybody wondering who they are (no one is i just want to say it) #the CHASE EDITION (!!!!!!) Doctor Strange from Multiverse of Madness #(y'know like you buy one and then sometimes if you're super lucky they send you the super rare Chase Edition™ one instead) #Dead Strange #Captain Carter from What If...? AND Captain Carter from MoM #the Goat Boat ™ #neon MoM Wanda to go with my neon Sylvie (which makes her my third Wanda in this pose) #(one glows in the dark and one doesn't and now obviously this one) #a Ms Marvel and a Scarlet Witch keychain #Lady Loki bc i tried to order her last time but they sent me all the wrong Funkos and by the time i got my order they were out of her #Bucky from TFATWS #(is there a sam from TFATWS? there must be right? did he sell out or was he just too cool to discount for cyber monday?) #Arther Harrow (because when Funko messed up my order they gave me a couple Moon Knight pops by mistake) #and Clint from Hawkeye #also no i do not have space for all of them and i will have a mental breakdown trying to fit them on my funko shelves thanks for asking <3 #i need a new box in the attic for all my funko boxes bc my other big box is overflowing

[fabulouslygaybean]

i hate the come-down period after doing literally anything fun at all at any point in time. i went to a movie theater on friday and then to a convention on the following weekend, which was incredibly fun! i loved it! but there's always a come-down period, where everything feels awful because i know im going to be stuck in my house again, rotting away like always, unable to do anything outside of these walls for who knows how long. its hard to keep doing things i enjoy if i know that im just going to feel awful afterwards.

#i wanna be able to do things #but my sister is too picky and my mom is too tired and my friend needs to be involved in everything we do so we just. never do anything. #i do so much stuff alone because nobody wants to go or i dont trust anyone to actually follow through #my bike is out of order though and my mom seems to hate the idea of me using the bus system that i literally get to use for free #now. why can't i just do things inside my own home? it doesn't fuckin work out #the only place im really welcome in my own home is my bedroom. the bottom floor is for my friend and the rest of the family. #i dont have space to do much art up here and there isn't enough space for my other hobbies and i can't make too much noise because it'll - #- bother everyone and i cant call friends because everyone will listen in on my conversations and i don't have enough space to bring my - #- laptop and all its additions up to my desk #i have friends but i feel so isolated from them all. i feel like im going to completely fuck things up by trying to talk to any of them. #i always feel better when i can get out and do stuff but im rarely able to get out and do stuff and even then i feel bad once the stuff ends #so im trapped i guess. its a cycle that will never end. ill do something i love to cheer myself up only to feel even worse afterwards than - #- i did before.

[landgraabbed]

still in morrowind hell (also ik it’s not the same daedric artifact at all but getting moon and star never fails to remind me of this masterpiece)

#p #hope ur all good!!! annie's coming this friday 'm so fdjdsDSJDSDF excited i love her so much #vvardenfell wandering #nammu got really lucky and got nearly full ebony when clearing out a daedric shrine #merarii did illunibi yes she got corprus she got cured we barely managed kogoruhn bc i ran out of potions #cave of the incarnate is truly one of the most profound moments in gaming for me #i truly think the writers at bethany esda were on to something when they had you as an outlander introduced by the emperor of cyrodiil #to present yourself as maybe the nerevarine and that together with the state of vvardenfell as a whole during the game is such #*an interesting exploration of colonialism you very rarely see in gaming #and it's cool because for all i rag on skyrim for how it handles the main quest those two games explore those themes and more and more #i find the civil war in skyrim (the actual war not the questlines) is so interesting and the way people discuss it so fervently even #ten years on #(my personal stance: i am staunchly anti empire i could never support the empire but at the same time i dearly wish i could support #skyrim's independence in order to preserve the scraps of old culture you see like that man who still worships kyne #without supporting ulfric and what he stands for and the hypocrisy of skyrim belongs to the nords when the markarth incident is a thing that #happened. it's just sad to see how the empire so successfully took that from the nords) #(i still think ulfric is one of the best written characters in skyrim he's just a tool i hate him lmfao) #but yeah. meeting the false incarnates hearing the stories of their demise. being able to openly state you just want to figure out what's #going on and maybe free the sleepers from dagoth's anti chim fuckery. yes. gimme that. #anyways merarii solved julan's whole fuckery they're engaged and she's working on taking down sixth house bases and becoming hortator #also i gave up on the long dark for now bc forlorn muskeg just. broke me #picked dragons dogma on the switch and i'm really diggin that rn

[lavender---sunshine]

i am so deep in my feelings right now, i both sad and mad enough that i cannot sleep

#ive been angry oscillating between angry and sad pretty much the whole day #i had a rare saturday off and i feel like i wasted half of it for my mom and she didnt appreciate it #i wanted to take her to somewhere new for brunch and a cool bookstore and to get our nails donw #and she drove like 30 minutes in the wrong direction and wouldnt listen to me and tried to blame it on me #im not allowed to be sick on my own. she has to be sick too. if i have a headache so does she and worse #if im nauseous in the afternoon she 'threw up' that morning. she'll say its something we ate even if we ate nothing in common #ive broken our in hives that keep popping up and the whole day she was acting as if she was itchy too AND dizzy. #we had to stop multiple times because she was so dizzy. im not saying she was lying but it stopped her from cleaning #she didnt want the original breakfast place near the bookstore and salon and when we got to the second one it was closed #found a third but she didnt want to deal with parking. went to option 4 and she didnt like her food. #she also kept asking me what she was getting instead of just ordering herself. 'what was it that i wanted? yes can you tell her i want xyz' #(and let me just say i have 0 patience left for people who cant do anything themselves. helplessness is a hard hard no for me #we didnt go to the bookstore or the salon and shes like oh okay tomorrow. i told her i had plans and shes like oh you always make plans #with your friends and none with me. Girlfriend. what are we doing right now? #went home to try to clean up our apartment and got overwhelmed when i realized i have to do everything myself because she no help #while she laid down and watched pitch perfect for the 1000th time #im also trying to figure out how to tell an ex friend i dont want them back in my life because theyre so much work #but i dont have room in my life to have that conversation. im also probably going to start looking for a different job soon #i just want my parents gone. my apartment furnished. free time. and a vacation.

[sroloc--elbisivni]

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#it’s very interesting—dispassionately—that i have a fic i write #many years ago about someone dying in a hospital while their loved ones watch #considering that now i can’t read about either of those things separately much less together #i’ve got a quiet belief that we remember things out of order #so to have this story (and really there’s more than one) about these things that are now triggers #is strange to contemplate #i got a comment on it. i get comments on things out of nowhere rarely enough that i often find myself #opening up the whole fic to go reread. i got a couple sentences in before i remembered what this was. #and then i had to stop. i can’t read it again now. i don’t know if i ever will. i wrote it #when i was younger because it was sad and it was for an angst war it was meant to be sad #but i didn’t have personal experience to inform it the way i do now. and now that i have that personal experience #and now that i’m older and value more highly drawing on authentic emotions and real experience to create my fics #i can’t touch this one or anything like it #it’s interesting. if i just think and don’t feel. #sroloc babbles

[antimony-ore]

Oh so like being able to identify whether or not a glass piece is Fenton, knowing the specific color, shape, and style, and how much it will go for currently is not a normal life skill?

#i kinda thought there would be fenton collectors on here #I'm realizing now I know a lot about antiques now #i found a February Bear for 50c that normally go for like $60 the other day #we may end up starting an antique business if we can get booth and online sales going good #We sold like 120 pieces of Fenton when i was out of work #also that Levay set was a pretty rare find I think there was only like 7 made #they were made to order if I'm not mistaken

[unboundprompts]

Pirate Terms and Phrases

-> Pirate Lingo

-> A Pirate's Glossary

Batten Down The Hatches - tie everything down and put stuff away for a coming storm.

Brig - a prison on a ship.

Bring a Spring Upon 'er - turn the ship in a different direction

Broadside - the most vulnerable angle of a ship that runs the length of the boat.

Cutlass - a thick, heavy and rather short sword blade.

Dance with Jack Ketch - to hang; death at the hands of the law (Jack Ketch was a famed English executioner).

Davy Jones's Locker - a mythical place at the bottom of the ocean where drowned sailors are said to go.

Dead Men Tell No Tales - the reason given for leaving no survivors.

Flogging - severe beating of a person.

Gangplank - removable ramp between the pier and ship.

Give No Quarter - show no mercy.

Jack - flag flown at the front of the ship to show nationality.

Jolly Roger - black pirate flag with a white skull and crossbones.

Keelhaul - a punishment where someone is dragged under the ship. They are cut by the planks and barnacles on the bottom of the ship.

Landlubber - an inexperienced or clumsy person who doesn't have any sailing skills.

Letters of Marque - government-issued letters allowing privateers the right to piracy of another ship during wartime.

Man-O-War - a pirate ship that is decked out and prepared for battle.

Maroon - to leave someone stranded on a. deserted island with no supplies, typically a punishment for any crew members who disrespected the captain.

Mutiny - a situation in which the crew chooses a new captain, sometimes by forcibly removing the old one.

No Prey, No Pay - a common pirate law that meant crew members were not paid, but rather received a share of whatever loot was taken.

Old Salt - experienced pirate or sailor.

Pillage - to steal/rob a place using violence.

Powder Monkeys - men that performed the most dangerous work on the ship. They were treated harshly, rarely paid, and were expendable.

Privateer - government-appointed pirates.

Run A Shot Across the Bow - fire a warning shot at another boat's Captain.

Scurvy - a disease caused by Vitamin C Deficiency.

Sea Legs - when a sailor adjusts his balance from riding on a boat for a long time.

Strike Colors - lower a ship's flag to indicate surrender.

Weigh Anchor and Hoist the Mizzen - an order to the crew to pull up the anchor and get the ship sailing.

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#creative writing #writeblr #pirate writing prompts #pirates #pirate au #glossary #pirate lingo #pirate terms and phrases #pirate language #pirate vocab #pirate vocabulary #victorian slang #how to talk like a pirate #how to write #writing tips #fiction writing #writing advice #writing help #writing resources

[echoesofdusk]

god i fucking hate posten so much

#hazy rambles #context: ordered an alucard nendoroid which arrived earlier in the month #just as i was going to pick it up it had been returned mere DAYS after arriving at the local post office #when it should've been returned after 3 weeks since it was a registered parcel from abroad #and unfortunately it had left norway by the time i found out it had been returned #i contacted the shop i ordered it from asap and they said they'd contact me as soon as the got the package #and ive already complained to posten who said they'd contact japan post #nendoroid has already arrived and been delivered to sender #so now im just waiting for the email which is painful #fuck posten for putting me through this #god i import so rarely bc of how expensive it can get #and the one ofthe very few rare occasions i decide to import posten just absolutely needs to fuck up massively #they did said they'd refund the shipping but god it doesn't make me any less pissed #oh but spoilers according to japan post tracking page the package had supposedly left norway THE DAY AFTER I CALLED POSTEN #so yeah fuck posten #joke of a company

[sednas]

ও gojo satoru x fem!reader

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 never stops talking. even during sex. hell, he's even more talkative during sex.

and he knows that you're not as chatty as he is. especially when he's buried deep inside your cunt.

"keep talking to me or I will stop, princess." he orders, his blue eyes leaving where your two bodies are connected to meet your face.

"I..."

he raises an eyebrow, inviting you to keep going, his hands tightening around your hips to stop your body from moving. you release a cute whine and he starts rubbing soothing circles with his thumbs on your skin, a soft smile spreading across his handsome face.

"I went to the bookstore this morning and..."

you pause to let out a shaky sigh as he starts to move slowly again, dragging your hips back and forth and your hands find his shoulders to keep you balanced.

"it's okay princess, keep going, I wanna know how was your day." he coos, almost purring against your ear.

and you're too busy trying not to stutter to notice the way his bottom lip is slightly shaking, the way he removes one of his hands from your hip to grab a fistful of the sheets, his knuckles going white around the soft fabric. his cock is still lazily pumping in and out of you and his eyes close for a split second when he hears your voice crack as you try to explain in detail how your day went. gojo has always lived a life of restraint, and his sex life is no exception. he's always gentle with you because he has to, even when you ask him to be rough, he'd break you in two if he really listened. but god sometimes he desperately wants to.

he smiles at your obedience and you keep talking, your hands clutching his chest, your nails lightly scratching his skin.

"can't... please, satoru..."

you swear you just felt his cock throb inside you and you whimper when he suddenly grabs your face, his large hand covering almost half of your face.

"look at me. baby, you're so sweet, all of you is so pretty, I could keep fucking you like this forever."

you try to look away from his piercing gaze but it's no use with the way he's holding your face. he's all over you, his free hand roaming over your tits, his mouth leaving wet kisses on your neck and his cock bullying your poor pussy.

this sweet torture will last until he gets tired of your whines, which rarely happens.

#divider made by @/cafekitsune #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #gojou satoru smut #jjk headcanons #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #gojou satoru x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru headcanons #gojo satoru smut

[rosieposiepie]

Watching the new Percy Jackson episode, and while by no means is the show perfect, I do love how they updated the blending of Greek mythology and the American Gothic for social commentary.

What I mean is Echidna, the mother of monsters, is some respectable-looking vaguely southern white woman who is able to convince the police on the train that three kids shattered a train window and used those institutions to isolate the kids so she can target them and scare them for the chimera's hunt. The way that the police especially treat Annabeth. Now, as a young black girl, she has to know how to ask if they're getting arrested, and gets called out by the police for her tone.

And then, at the St. Louis Arch, we see Grover upset because of the museum, which is basically a monument to Manifest Destiny (literally, there's a shot where the words are in full display in the background). And while they say, "Grover is upset because he doesn't like it when people hurt animals," they explicitly depict America's colonization and destruction of indigenous communities as The Bad Thing. It adds another layer of flavor for the whole "Pan is missing" - it's not just about Climate Change. It's about the extermination of indigenous groups (the centaurs they saw on the train, the reminder that there used to be more of them until humans started killing them). They say "humans" are bad, but they're showing us Western/American colonizers.

Also, a rare yet interesting moment of conflict between Annabeth as a daughter of Athena and Grover as a Satyr. Annabeth insists that the museum's commodifying and glorifying of American colonization is "not what the arch is actually about, it's about architecture and math," but Athena is the goddess who protects social institutions and a patron goddess of the state, law, order, industry, and war. The Industrial Revolution and Western social institutions definitely contributed to colonialism; just saying. We also see in this episode that Athena can be arrogant and cruel - letting a monster go after her own daughter because she was embarrassed.

Anyway, idk. Maybe I'm overthinking this but these were the things that popped out to me on first watch, and now that I think about them more, I would love a continuation of these kinds of themes and tropes in future seasons, if we get them.

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson series #pjo series #pjo tv show #disney pjo #percy jackson spoilers

[postmortemnivis]

nobody knew simon’s name, his cold glances penetrating souls whenever someone on the force even dared to call him by his first name. he preferred it this way. he wasn’t the kind to blend personal life and work, he didn’t want to look at himself in the mirror without his mask and still see a murderer. his hands were clean, protected by the gloves ghost slipped on each time he reached base. it was soon that the other soldiers almost forgot his name, agreeing that their lieutenant was indeed a ghost.

that was until your worried voice called for him.

you didn’t know of the ghost identity, it had never even crossed your mind that your simon, your sweet and caring boyfriend’s personality would switch into a cold blooded killer as soon as he set foot at base or in the field. of course he never mentioned it with you, he sporadically talked about his job and his missions. you knew he was a strict lieutenant, but you had been kept away from more by the person with the skull mask and balaclava.

“simon?” you asked for the third time the receptionist. she apologetically looked up at you and shrugged. “oh cmon, simon riley. i know for a fact that he’s here. please, i need to see him.”

“i’m very sorry miss but…” the woman shook her head again, “let me call the captain.”

you sighed and sat down by the waiting area until a man walked in and talked to the woman.

“who’re you looking for?”

you stood up. “simon. simon riley.”

“ghost?”

you shook your head, almost clueless. “no, simon riley.”

“yeah, that’s him…” he said, “he’s training the recruits now. shall i deliver a message?”

“no, i need to see him personally. i wouldn’t have come all the way here if it wasn’t important, captain.”

you'd seen price a few times, simon's loyalty to the man was almost like a dog's one, always following orders and rarely complaining. he often talked about him when he was at home, all he shared with you about his threatening job was the friends he made along the way: johnny, kyle, price, gary, nikolai. he'd often go out for a pint –or two– with johnny and kyle, who also occasionally would come to your shared apartment for dinner with their temporary girlfriends.

"follow me." price sighed. you eagerly followed him, as close as his shadow, and the courtyard came into sight. dozens and dozens of soldiers in scarlet training uniforms were running laps of the immense open space under the pale sun, and that's when you spotted a tall and muscular man in black tactical gear. hell, he was hard to miss.

"another lap, smith!" his mancunian accent was stronger than his will to neutralise it. "if my gran was alive she'd be faster than ya."

you'd recognised the voice, of course, even if it was much harsher than usual, but you couldn't recognise him.

you realised, that was ghost. his cold eyes were studying each of the recruit's tired and red faces, his arms behind his back as he barked for five more laps for the ones who didn't look sweaty enough. even his voice was different, but what shocked you was the black balaclava with the white skull drawn on top.

you'd seen the mask once or twice over the years, shoved on the bottom of his duffle bag or drying on a windowsill, but you've never given it much thought, why would you?

"si?" you asked, standing directly behind him as price stood a few feet from you.

his head snapped in your direction at a worryingly fast speed, his eyes immediately becoming soft, then confused.

"what're you doin' here?" his voice spoke, much sweeter.

you kept staring at him, not recognising the man you loved.

he immediately grabbed the crown of the balaclava and yanked it off without a second though. holding the black piece of clothing in his hand, both of them came to cup your elbows, drawing you closer to him.

"love?" he called you.

still at loss of words, you reached to the balaclava and twirled it between your fingers.

"love, talk to me." his voice sounded worried.

"ghost?"

he shook his head. "simon, love."

"we'll talk about that at home." you raised your eyebrows, attempting a smile.

he looked at you impatiently, his fingers brushing up and down your forearms.

you fished in your bag a small plastic bag and gave it to him.

this wasn't like one of the times when he'd forget his lunch at home so you'd drop by and give it to johnny so he'd give it to an always so busy simon ghost; he could see it in your eyes that this was something more.

he unwrapped the plastic bag that you had rolled up on itself. his eyes looked brighter than ever when he took with shaky fingers the finally positive pregnancy test.

#simon ghost riley #simon and ghost are two diff people #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #ghost cod

[cordeliawhohung]

consider this short drabble a thank you gift for 1.5k followers!

mafia!141 masterlist

mafia!Simon x shy!fem!Reader: smut, oral (m receiving), brief p in v

"Can I suck your dick?"

Simon had just lined himself up at your entrance when those words left your mouth and he became as still as a statue when they registered in his mind. Positioned underneath him on the bed, you looked up at him with slightly wide eyes as if your request shocked even yourself. It was something you had thought about for quite some time; how Simon always seemed to give and yet rarely ask for anything in return, and you wanted to change that.

You just didn't think you'd blurt your thoughts out so suddenly like that.

Surprised, Simon leaned back to look at you while his hand still gripped his hardened cock. Shifting under his gaze, you propped yourself up on your elbows as you waited for his answer. You wished you hadn't said it so suddenly like you did, but the thought most likely would have never passed your lips if you had attempted to do it any other way.

"That what you want?" he asked.

Though he questioned you to ensure that was something you wanted of your own accord, you could see the dark glint of want in his eyes. Saw the way his tongue lightly wet his lips and how his hand squeezed the tip of his cock like he already imagined your mouth around him. Eagerly, you nodded as you pushed yourself up into a sitting position, mind already racing about how you were supposed to do it properly.

"Yes... please."

After placing a short and heavy kiss on your lips, Simon slipped to the side, reversing your positions. He propped himself up on the plush pillows near the headboard while you sat between his legs where his thick and powerful thighs kept your corralled like an animal. With one hand still holding himself, Simon reached for your face with the other as he caressed your cheek with his thumb.

"Take your time, yeah?" he prompted. His dark eyes looked at you adoringly while his hips impatiently bucked under his own stimulation. "You can stop whenever you want."

Once again you nodded as you breathed out a simple confirmation before your hand replaced his. While you settled between his legs, you slowly stroked at him as you thumbed over the smooth jewelry of his piercings. Eventually your lips brushed against the warm tip of his cock, wetting your mouth with his precum.

As your mouth gently dropped open, you tried not to think too hard about everything. Simon always told you that type of stuff was supposed to come easy and natural, to not force it and just let your desires take control. So you did just that as you slowly lowered yourself onto him, mouth opening impossibly wide in order to accommodate the sheer girth of him.

He tasted salty, almost refreshingly so, and you couldn't help but swirl your tongue around his glands in an attempt to soak up more of that flavor. Simon's thighs tensed on either side of you, and his breathy sigh didn't go unnoticed by you. You wanted more, to draw out more of those pitchy moans, to make him feel just as good as he always made you, so you pressed forward to take more of him into your mouth. He brushed against your soft palate similar to how he always pressed against your cervix, and the unfamiliar feeling made you gag.

"Easy sweetheart," he warned as he gently pushed you back. "Go slower... yes, fuck just like that..."

Eventually you found your rhythm. Whatever you couldn't take in your mouth you used your hands to make up for as you bobbed your head along his length. Simon's breathing became strained like he had to hold himself back from fucking up into your mouth like a madman, but you noticed that every time your swirled your tongue around the piercings on his glands, it forced his hips to buck ever so slightly.

A tingling sensation settled over your lips the longer you worked at him and your jaw began to ache from the awkward position but you pushed forward. You felt his hand rest gently on the back of your head, carefully guiding you along him as he aided you in setting a pace that felt good but wasn't too much for you. His quieted moans eventually transformed into unrestrained grunts as you brought him closer to the edge. The warmth of your mouth and soft lips around him was enough to drive him to insanity, and just as his stomach tensed, just as he was about to spill into your mouth, he gently pulled you off of him.

Panting, you sat back on your haunches as you gave Simon a glazed yet confused look. A long stream of spit dribbled down your chin and you quickly wiped it away on the back of your hand as you tried to catch your breath in order to ask him what was wrong. His cock glistened with your saliva and it seemed to twitch in frustration at the sudden absence of pleasure.

"C'mere," he said, his voice dark and husky. His hands were already on your waist where he excitedly pulled you closer to him, forcing you to straddle his hips.

"But I wasn't done," you attempted to retort.

Simon chuckled at you as he once more lined his cock up against your heat, drawing a sharp gasp out of you. In an attempt to keep yourself steady, your hands came up to rest on his shoulders as he ever so slowly lowered you onto him, sliding into you with ease due to how well you slicked him up.

"You can suck me off properly another time, sweetheart," he said with a tight jaw. He hissed as your cunt began to swallow him, tight muscles pulling him into you like he never belonged anywhere else. "Did you really think you could make me feel that good and get nothin' in return?"

Your head fell forward and into his shoulder with a soft gasp as he bottomed out, filling you with ease and to the brim. As he began to gently move you up and down, his hips bucked up to meet you halfway where he kissed your cervix with each thrust.

"Fuck... no, no. I reward my girl for bein' good, yeah?"

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