#but here have this

[silvermarley]

For my first request, can you write a oneshot featuring Aizawa practicing self bondage please? In the story, he gets the idea to tie himself up so he can orgasm for an hour. You can decide on how he'd tie himself and with what toys. But I'd like it if he stripped naked, had a thick gag on and was unable to escape his bonds and orgasmed for hours on end. What do you think?

Yesss oml thoughts are coming in fast 🏃‍♀️ so sorry it’s late!!

Self Bondage w/ Aizawa

Warnings: smut (obv), self bondage, long orgasms, switch!Aizawa, little bit of drool-, he uses his scarf as bondage, overstimulation

It all started with curiosity.

I mean, he’s a man with needs after all, so he’s bound to get horny some days.

Then an idea pops up in his head, something he’s seen on the internet a few days ago that hasn’t left his mind.

Self bondage.

He’s masturbated before, but he’s never done it with the help of bondage.

It honestly made him feel things just thinking about it.

So when he finally got the chance, a day off, he decided to do it.

He needed to think of how he would do it though. Did he have the materials for what he wants?

He dug through a box he had under his bed, one that Midnight gave him as a gift once.

The box contained a ball gag and a small bullet vibe, and a few other items like that.

He took the gag and vibe, wondering how it would feel paired up with the the scarf wrapped around him.

He didn’t even need a little extra prep, since he was already getting hard as his mind raced.

Having said that, he takes his clothing off not worrying about it.

He keeps his scarf though, thinking about how he would tie it to bring more pleasure.

Aizawa wanted to try this, but with a part of the scarf wrapped around the base of his cock along with the vibe.

That already made him feel on edge. He takes a deep breath before turning on the vibrator and immediately jerking back from the sudden pleasure.

For some reason, being this vulnerable made him more sensitive.

He tries to moan out but the moans were muffled by the gag.

The vibrator doing it’s job very well, bringing him close to cumming by the second.

Honestly he just wanted a one and done kinda thing for this.

His muffled groans and moans getting higher pitched as he cums, eyes rolling back.

But he kept twitching, because he couldn’t get loose from the restraints.

He struggled, while squirming, to fight the overstimulation.

Eventually though, thoughts of escaping the binds left him momentarily as pleasure was building up again.

It kept on like that, him cumming/orgasming for a while and then shaking from the overstimulation of it all.

After about an hour and a half, he felt like he couldn’t cum anymore. His hair stuck to his face, head was down, he was left drooling.

He finally escaped his amazingly tied scarf though, panting hard as he collapsed on the bed.

The experience was torturous, but it felt so damn good at the same time. Maybe he will do this again? Who knows.

#finals have been such a pain #but here have this #so sorry for the long wait #levys friends #bnha smut #mha smut #aizawa smut #bnha x reader

[jamiesfootball]

jamie could have the eliot scene where he tries to go talk to his dad and his dad doesn't answer, and it could be like james just got out of prison and jamie wants to go see if they can Fix Things between them now that jamie's life at least isn't so violent anymore and maybe he can help james get on track on the outside so he won't end up back in and and and

and james doesn't answer because he blames jamie for him getting caught in the first place, and jamie tells him about hacking through the door, and he doesn't answer that either but he throws something at the door and jamie flinches back all the way off the porch. and then he just goes home.

and roy's like how did it go? and jamie says it went the best it could have.

Eeeeeeeeeeee ok ok ok but. but. Here's the thing. Jamie's dad is very Nate's-dad-coded to me. So in my mind I had it going more along the lines of The Three-Card Monte job.

Like this:

Even from the street Roy could hear the laughter spilling out of the Crown and Anchor, and after a long day of reconnaissance it called like a reward in waiting.

Roy didn't mind doing legwork for a con- in fact he appreciated Ted's insistence that the team dot their t's and mind their p's and whatever else he wanted them to inflict on the rest of the alphabet. Better prep made for a safer job. Roy had worked for enough men who'd sacrifice the time upfront if it meant getting to the next score faster; he respected that Ted wasn't one of them.

As their feet sloshed through the snow, Jamie kept a running commentary on the dirt he'd dug up in the breakroom. While he'd waited for his crawlers to skim the server (which to hear him tell it, was so laughably out of date that buying something on the company's Wi-Fi ran a bigger risk than riding passenger in Colin's Fiat), he'd learned from Jeanine who'd heard from Alan that Erik-with-a-'k' Davies was the one who'd decided to pass on Jim-from-R&D's project proposal after quarterlies came in low.

Thank fuck Roy'd never had a real job. He didn't know how people put up with it. He'd rather stab his eyes out than pretend to care about breakroom gossip.

But that wouldn't stop him from doing his job. He dutifully noted all the names - Jeanine, Alan, Jim, Erik-with-a-'k' - knowing that even the smallest details could mean the difference between making a cover or blowing the con.

"Can't believe I had to use a photocopier to make copies of the building schematics," Jamie complained for the umpteenth time. He stood back to let Roy open the door for him, despite the fact that it was Roy who was carrying his duffel full of tech. "In this day and age, a company worth billions should really consider digitizing-"

Six things happened at once. Years of experience gave Roy the particular skill to parse the components of a situation in order of importance.

The most concerning, the domino that set the rest in motion, was how Jamie's body froze, a fear response where he'd been at ease a second ago.

Instinct had Roy stepping in front of him, an arm slung protectively over his chest to hide, block, or push him away, whatever was called for.

His eyes hit all the exits: no one blocking the kitchen or alley, and the door behind them remained clear.

Identify the people of interest in the room, the other potential targets he might need to shield: Keeley and Rebecca at the bar, their heads thrown back in laughter. Colin, pleasantly bored or bored-ly pleasant, pouring out a lager for an older bloke.

Assess the older bloke; the only other other person sitting at the bar. Grey slicked back hair and a receding hairline. Steel-toed boots, worn through and poorly kept, so not an actual laborer. Clean, new denim and a mass market coat. An unspoiled duffel bag on the seat next to him. Fresh out of prison, then.

Either hearing the door swing open or feeling the cold breeze that gusted in behind them, the older man turned to look over his shoulder. Head-on he seemed younger than lines on his face implied, and his cheeks flushed ruddy with drink. He grinned (Manchester dental work), and under the guard of Roy's arm, Jamie flinched.

"Well, well, well. Look who's decided to show himself." The old bloke chuckled; it didn't reach his eyes. "If it ain't my own flesh and blood."

#i said this was the leverage au i wouldn't be writing #it still is #but here have this #leverage au #ted lasso #roy kent #jamie tartt

[woe-is-tuli]

ATEEZ(에이티즈)-'HALAZIA': Seonghwa

#kpop #ateez #halazia #park seonghwa #seonghwa #kq entertainment #ateez halazia #I haven’t made a post in sooooo lonnnng #but here have this #it’s all o had the energy for smh #atiny #에이티즈 #에이티즈 성화 #ateez gifs

[leavemetoplaythesims]

first snow. 

before (with filter):

#made older versions of felix and florence #not sure if they're final though #but here have this #the snow we got is gone now though #:( #very short lived #ts4 #ts4 edit #my edit #my screenshots #oc: felix #oc: francesca

[vampkaashis-wife]

“You know, I really hope this boosts your morale.”

You sigh, a millisecond away from snapping at the infamous Captain Kaeya. “What does?”

“My bare chest.”

Pressing the dressing deeper into the wound on his thigh, you bind it tight enough to feel his muscles tense under you. “Captain, please refrain from making inappropriate jokes at this time. You nearly died.”

He’s right that his bare chest looks wonderful in the dim light in his tent, but it would look better without the fresh wounds and splattered blood from the hillichurl camp he’d just quelled. The one he went into single-handedly before someone caught on and sent a troop after their captain as backup.

“I really didn’t, my beloved healer.”

“Captain.” Perhaps reminding him of his position would help minimize his foolhardy behaviors. Perhaps it won’t. “Don’t.”

He hates that word on your lips. For weeks, he thought he’d prefer this. That he’d prefer anything but his name on your lips, because hearing you call him Kaeya - or worse, Kai - made him too giddy for comfort. Now that you’ve fulfilled his wish, he wishes there was something else you would call him besides Captain.

Will he ever be satisfied with what he has?

The silence may kill him sooner than the many wounds he sustained, so he says the first thing on his mind. He says, “Did I look hot today too?” and regrets it the moment your eyes darken.

“You looked a fool, is what you looked like,” you tell him, moving on to dressing other wounds laced across his torso. “Were you trying to die?”

“Would you have mourned me if I had?”

“Most of Mondstadt would have, yes.”

“Would you?”

“I don’t see why it matters to you what I think, Captain.”

“Why do you keep calling me that?”

“Your title?”

“You haven’t called me Captain in nearly a year.”

“No reason. Just realized that perhaps I was letting my emotions get the best of me.”

“Is this about last night?” He winces as you drop all your instruments with a loud clatter, standing up with clenched fists and thinly veiled anger in your eyes. “Hey,” he says softly. “No need for that.”

He reaches out to touch your wrist, but you firmly step back, out of his reach.

“Maybe you’re used to this, Captain, but I’m not. I know we were both drunk last night, but don’t you think you were unfair?”

“Unfair?” His eyebrows quirk in a dark kind of mirth. “I hardly think a kiss for a beautiful woman is unfair.”

Curtly, you retort with a raised eyebrow, “You kicked me out immediately afterward and told me to curl up next to Diluc.”

Kaeya laughs a little. He remembers exactly what he said. He wasn’t as drunk as you thought he was, and every word was a calculated move to push you away. “He’s your best friend, no? A safer bedmate than the absolute snake I am.”

“Kaeya!”

His name rips through the room like a knife through a veil. It jolts him out of a pained stupor with wide eyes.

“Kaeya,” you repeat, and his name hurts almost more than the mess he’s made of himself on the battlefield. “What happened? We were okay before this. What changed?”

“An excellent question from an excellent mind.”

There’s no way he’s telling you the truth. How pathetic does he have to be to admit that he’s letting Diluc get in the way of what he wants? To admit to the list of wrongs he’s committed against the man he used to call brother?

Perhaps he ought to admit to less terrifying things first. Things like - “Have I told you I heal better when you do it?”

“I am assigned to you for a reason, Captain. I am the best there is, as far as you’re concerned.”

Ah. There’s that title again.

“Right. You know my body better than anyone… in more ways than one.”

That’s not what he meant to say, but he’s never been any other way. It’s not easy to be vulnerable, especially not to you. He knows that in the depths of his person, there are things that could drive you away. Despite his recent difficult demeanor, he doesn’t want you all that far from him. It’s been said now, though, and as always, he must reap the consequences.

“We have never shared a bed, Captain, and if you would like to imply that we have…. I have other injuries to attend to. You seem to be doing well enough.”

“You’re leaving me, then?”

“Yes.” But when you finish packing your supplies and look at him again, you see the tiredness in his one uncovered eye. The acceptance of something he clearly doesn’t want to accept. “Are you…?”

“No,” he responds quickly. “No, it’s okay. Thank you for your time and care. Come find me if Diluc is an idiot and causes you problems.”

And it’s a little too final for comfort, so you turn around and stare at him a little longer, arms crossed over your chest. “You’re hiding something from me.”

“I’m hiding something from everyone, darling.”

“This is about Diluc.”

“Everything is, isn’t it? What would Mondstadt be without his tavern? Barbatos himself enjoys his liquor.”

“Fuck, Kaeya, you know what I’m trying to say.”

And something breaks in him, and he speaks faster than he knew was possible as he says, “Yes, this is about Diluc. This is about me taking away everything he’s ever cared about. This is about me being his biggest curse; this is about how you are bound to die if you stay around me for much longer. This is about how I wanted to take down as many threats to your life as I could, and that’s what I was thinking when I stormed that camp alone. This is about how I want to do at least one good thing in my life - even if that one thing is ripping out my own heart and sending it away. So thank you, again, for your time and care, but you should leave now like everyone else does, and I can return to status quo.” With that, he flops back on the shoddy mattress and throws an arm over his eyes.

Whatever you expected from him, it wasn’t that. Sitting on the bed next to him, you tug at his arm until he pulls it away to look at you. “Why are you still here?” He asks in a small, hollow voice.

“You seem to be forgetting something or deliberately not noticing. I’m fucking in love with you. Okay? So stop acting a fool because I’m already too attached to you for this kind of talk.”

“You’re what.”

“You heard me. You’re not unlovable, and the proof is that my hands shake every time I come near you. Because every time I patch you up, I calculate how far from death you are. Diluc thanks me for taking care of you every time, because as frustrated as you always are with each other, he never really stopped caring either. Do you even realize how many people ask me about your health whenever I leave your tent after healing you? Now close your eyes and sleep, loser. I’ll stay until then and continue my rounds after.”

He doesn’t know what else to do, so he curls up with his head in your lap and - for once in his life - follows directions.

#kaeya x reader #kaeya angst #idk what other tags I would like to use #but here have this #genshin x reader #genshin angst

[forgaeven1]

❛ you might've had others fooled, ❜ she's got a wand on his neck, from behind — a cowardly pose, one would dare even comment — but had they been genuinely face-to-face, ginny isn't sure the extent of harm she could've unloaded. or worse, the extent of grief that would've overflowed right through her at the sight of his young, unblemished face. the very same face she had caught a glimpse on years ago before unconsciousness overtook her and she had realised then, with a terrifying thought, that she will soon die because of this boy. she will die, because he had deemed her easy to.

❛ not me, ❜ ginny's voice resounds, a strong thing - though in truth, she could see the tips of her wand shaking under the grasp of her own trembling hand. what a pathetic sight. even after years, he still had this much hold of her. and she- she understands it, alright. she gets that harry and dumbledore and quite literally everyone else outside of ron is tryin' to tell her that this isn't quite the same tom riddle, but how could they truly know ? how could they be so sure ? on her worser days, she still dreams of him. not quite like harry does, of course, but he is still there. he still haunts.

and he always will — that is his curse. the mark he leaves.

❛ tell me. ❜ her wand presses harder against his nape and ginny pretends she hasn't done so out of fear. that this is only courage. that this is only necessary. ❛ why'd you go to meet him ? ❜

@dragonthroned — starter call :)

#dragonthroned #ok IM LATE TO WORK #BUT HERE HAVE THIS #MUAHHH #i'll add a bit more details in disco just to clear things up but!!!! #ahhh!!!!! #so excited for this!!!! #ginny. #ginny; interactions.

[aeniqmata]

It really wasn't all that hard, finding Cid amongst all the people in the Hideaway. Clive had been trained to be an assassin, he could hunt people down with very little issue. Didn't mean that he really enjoyed the act, but it was good to know the skill wasn't rusty with however long he'd been traipsing around with these criminals. Sure, hunting down the man who'd killed his brother had been one thing, but now...

What good were the skills he'd picked up?

Clive spoke without thinking, calling out to the man when he knew he'd found him. The smell of his cigars were definitely a give away, and he was a moment from mentioning it to the older man but thought better of it. They spent every waking moment on edge that someone might find them, hiding in a literal wasteland. Who was he to tell the man his vice was causing a problem?

" You smell like smoke, and the brand you like is unique... " Manner of fact, because really while many of the Cursebreakers smoke or drank their weight to forget the things they'd seen, Cid was the only one to smoke something like that. " Hard to miss. It's not what people around here tend to smoke. " Those that could afford it were all nobles, and they preferred what came from Dhalmekia. Or at least those around Rosalith and his imperial commanders did.

" Nothing happened. Gav hasn't reported back that I'm aware of, at least not through a Stolas. Otto is too busy whipping others into shape to send me after you. "

reply to @cidolfvs from this ask response

#( ic — clive ) #i hate reblogging asks #but here have this #also clive absolutely not paying any mind #to the flirting #its normal now #ffxvi #ff16

[little-cereal-draws]

had some Jake Lockey head canons:

he's touch adverse

in his life, touch is associated with pain and violence

the only time people touch him is if they want to hurt him and the only time he touches people is if he wants to hurt them

if someone touches him in a casual, nonviolent way he still has the same response as if it was malicious

he feels like he's being punished for a reason he can't understand (like how it was in his childhood), which makes him angry, which makes him violent

he'll think about that touch for days, feeling it still linger on his skin, burning with discomfort no matter how many times he tries to sooth it

there are only two acceptations to his no touching rule: Layla and Khonshu

Layla was perfectly fine with his rule and never pushed it or initiated anything

so it was a big surprise to both of them when one day their hands accidentally touched and Jake... didn't... hate it? It felt fine, it felt normal

he was very surprised

they talked about it and now sit closer together, swat each other on the arm when they're joking, and hold hands (platonically)

once or twice, with Jake's permission, Layla has played with his hair and hugged him

it was strange. in the moment, he liked it. it was a nice sensation that was warm and comforting but afterwards, he hated it

he locked himself in their apartment for a couple days, not even wanting to LOOK at another person, feeling like he had ants swarming all over him

the memories are nice but he doesn't know if he would ever do something like that again. he's just going to stick to the less intrusive touches

now Khonshu. Khonshu is interesting

Jake never actually told him about how he feels about touching so he doesn't know if he has a right to be upset about this but Khonshu touches him much more than Jake would like

after realizing that he could lose Jake too, Khonshu decided to show his manipulative, messed up sort of love he has for them more often in an effort to show he cares (or at least make them think he does)

He figured physical touch is a way to show affection that people enjoy and, due to how Jake's life is at the moment, isn't something he gets a lot of so he'll have to come back to him to get it

most of these touches are awkward pats on the head, arm, or back, but occasionally he'll tilt Jake's head up under his chin when he really wants him to pay attention, and they shook hands once (it was super awkward and horrible for everyone)

Jake tells Layla about this and she gets super upset and tells Jake to set boundaries with Khonshu and get him not to do that anymore

Jake isn't sure because admitting that makes his skin crawl and actually pay less attention, would be admitting Khonshu has power over him, admitting he has a weakness

instead he just grits his teeth and lets it happen

maybe one day he'll be brave enough to bring it up, to stop him, to assert his boundaries but today is not that day

#i have a bit of trouble w how i want jake and khonshu #'s relationship to be #i can't make up my mind #but here have this #marvel #mcu #moon knight #mk #moon knight headcanon #moon knight 2022 #layla el faouly #jake lockely #khonshu #khonshu moon knight

[tardistimeladyyeah]

No, I don't know why I made these

But enjoy

#the tenth doctor #doctor who #twelfth doctor #meme #memes #funny memes #shitpost #dank memes #don't mind me #fresh memes #the doctor #time lords #time lord #doctor who shitpost #here it is #no its not supposed to make sense #what am i doing #i don't know if this is what you were looking for #but here it is #but here have this #but here we go #dr who #dr. who #tardis #peter capaldi #russell t davies #david tennant #screencap from Blink

[sparkveins]

WHOOPS I REMADE MY DOGE

#she didn't get much traction before #but here have this #sp.

[bianto]

experiencing Thoughts

#i love disregarding the original meaning of a song to make it abt my blorbos #janto....... #except i cant do edits for shit so i cannot express it in any meaningful way #but here have this #im back in my torchwood hyperfix but not in the habit of blogging abt it yet augh #torchwood #janto #shrimpposting

[fourth-quartet]

And for now, the only thing that will keep me going is four words that you have given me so graciously: Captain Knickolas Pnackolas Hob.

To be swept off of his feet at a masquerade ball is one thing. To hear his name, his actual name, murmured so sweetly by Rue… His heart aches, again, as he hears it echo in their voice. Knickolas.

“Dance with me, Knickolas,” they had said, smiling as though they were the only two in the room. “Don’t overthink it, just move.”

“I am well aware of how one dances,” Hob had returned, doing his utmost not to grit his teeth. He was not so fluid, elegant, as Rue. But they hadn’t minded, just smiling at him and laughing and reaching for his hands when he would allow it.

“Don’t overthink it,” Rue had said and, in a moment of seemingly surprised familiarity for the both of them, had tapped his snout ever so gently. “Knickolas, don’t overthink it. Focus on me.”

And how could he not? How could he not, when they were an angelic sight to his eyes? How could he think of anything but Rue when they smiled at him so?

#dimension20 #dimension20 fanfiction #a court of fey and flowers #rue x hob #delloso de la rue #k.p. hob #this last episode broke me #anyways #been a hot minute since i wrote and it's a new fandom so ~anxiety~ #but here have this

[alcoholtm--a]

donnie making adhd medication for mikey (since he can’t take human medication) as well as sleeping medication so he can sleep without his mind keeping him awake

#mikey headcanon. #i don't know if i said this already #but here have this

[the-green-tomato]

Sorry for the background I'm new to this stuff T–T

#south park #craig tucker #sp craig #art #i tried #i suck at this #but here have this #sp fanart

[mtwiind]

@bloominghands​ asked:

Kaku protecting Robin I beg of u 🙏❤️

      he knew it was only a matter of time. he knew that he would have to face the consequences for his actions eventually. so, when the giraffe looked down the barrel of the gun that was directed at the leopard who was in his way, kaku took a breath.

     he wasn’t about to let lucci get past him, he would fight until his dying breath if it meant that robin would be able to get away. he wouldn’t let the world government have her, she wasn’t theirs to keep, she was a free spirit who deserved to live.

     still, being face to face with the man who he had spent most of his life with, he could still hear the laughter of the old cp9 he had been part of. so of course this was bittersweet to the shipwright, but he would stand his ground against this man.

             “you can’t have her,” he started, a finger a breath away from the trigger of the gun he was holding. “you’ll have to go through me if you want her, and i swear that i won’t make this easy for you.”

#dON'T WORRY ROBIN!!! #HE WON'T LET THEM TAKE YOU AWAY FROM UR CREW #HE GOT U #bloominghands #i know hardly anything about the newest arc #but here have this #because i know they run into lucci again #and can you imagine if kaku were to fight him for robin????? #heck heck heck!!!!! #ic post. #there's no going back; only forward. Main Verse

[tcils]

           “sonic is just saucephobic, there’s nothing else to say about it. he’s afraid of change and trying new things.”

#SAUCEPHOBIC SONIC #ic post. #dash com. #i'm not going to be online for very long #i'm VERY tired #but here have this