#someone come halp

[lonelytamagotchi]

Big titty problems

Sports bras are a nightmare to get into

#chubby girl #problems #someone come halp #health & fitness #gotta burn that back fat #sports bra

[paramountpetrichor]

Not a public proshiper myself because of heavy fear

but Lunar x Eclipse x ruin. Especially with Ruin tricking both to their side to work with them.

first off i am So sorry this took like a week to get to (im still workin on the other thing in my inbox too i prommy </3) and second off, God thats so Real. there's a reason i use a sideblog to be proship instead of my main and that's bc of one huge reason: excruciating anxiety

anygays here's your request <3 if you dont know what the image is based off of please check the cut bc i put it (as well as a lightningless version) under there <3<3<3

ALSO bc this doesn't exactly fit the 'Ruin tricking both of them' part of your request (more like Ru and Lu teaming up to trick Ecci lmao), feel free to ask for another <3 i lovelovelove requests and am actually pretty satisfied with this piece heehee

tha lightningless ver

tha og inspo <3

#oh dear GOD what is the tagging system for the #celestialcest #side of tumblr??? #im gonna yoink that one persons ship names and then just kinda come up w some of my own too ig??? #idk someone halp me ;v; #beanstar #< LIKE IK SOMEONE USES THAT FOR #eclipse/lunar #lunar/eclipse #SO CAN I YOINK IT?? IS THAT OKAY??? again someone tell me if im doing smtn wrong im new here ; u ; #also going off the star/bean names. may I pitch that stuff including ruin be like: #theaterstar #theaterbean #theaterbeanstar #and then ofc we just got the #ruin/eclipse #eclipse/ruin #ruin/lunar #lunar/ruin #Yeahhh i need to get a better gosh dang tagging system for this blog lmao #ANYWAYS geezuz ive rambled so much in these tags i am So sorry. #...and. as always. if you recognize my art style or even THINK you do: no you don't. okay? okay. <3 #petrichors art #asks tag

[skeleton-under-ur-bed]

Me overthinking if they'd think I'm weird for drawing them or they'd absolutely cry in joy because someone drew them

#wheres the Mike thaa should come with my Will?? #byler #THEYRE NICE BUT IDK HOW PPL WOULD TAKE IT OF SOMEONE DREW THEM #HALP

[nomaishuttle]

exciting day so far

#264 (the couple who pays extra to have their bed made every day (which is crazy)) knocked over a CLOCK in their room #the wife did it on accident luckily she was ok.but i had 2 hunt down maintenance to fix da clock and i thought i found a guy but apparently #he wasnt actually a maintenance guy So i might kms. but he said hed find a maintenance guy for me so.. #bc my boss was like ok ryan (head of maintenance (wnd housekeeping but hes a maintenance guy. my boss is the real head of housekeeping lol) #might be in the maintenance shop. and i was like okie went in and he wasnt 💀💀💀 so i just saw a guybwearing black which i thinkk is #maintenance color and i was like halp me ! and he was like erm yeah ill find a maintenance guy for you ^-^ #it was so awk tho. my job on weekdays (except tuesdays bc thats the day they get cleaned) is 2 make the bed and its usually umm #shes usually in da shower with her caretaker. not like eith but. ykwim. and the husband is usually asleep on da couch #but i got there like 10 minutes early so they were both up and also yhe husband was like Are you a guy can you help and i was like erm no #and i misunderstood i thought he was having like #a medical or #something else issue. yk. but then i overheard him talking to the wifes caretaker and realized he said CLOCK. and i was like ohhh ok.. #but i finished the bed and said okie ill find a maintenance guy t come help asap :] #and he was like thanks 👍 hes very sweet idk if we had spoken b4. well probably but idr much of it #i think ive mainly spoken to da wife b4. shes very sweet shes had a stroke so its a bit difficult to understand her sometimes but shes very #nice.. i ws sooo worried thenfirst day bc allegedly we got there early (aka the time they usually went to do the bed) so now k do it at 9 #which is mildly inconvenient but not too bad. ideally id be making the bed b4 i starty rooms 4 the day bc i have like an hour anf a half to #do my morning work. so i could just slot ir in real easy.. but its all good jo worries. but ya so she was kind of irritated the first day #and also it was my first time speaking to someone who had had a stroke. so i didnt realize thats just like. how she ralks and thought she #was just super duper mad. and i was like eep! but its ok.

[theworldwillfollow-after]

I think a coworker suggested I find a significant other on my yearly evaluation.

#send HALP #apparently I need someone to talk about the good and the bad that comes with my job #how does one do the dating #single five-ever #omg what if they mean a therapist #probably could use one of those two #a therapist might lead to significant other haha #otherwise it was one of the best reviews I’ve gotten #and then this one line made me go 🤔🧐

[sirazaroff]

I have bees schnees stuck bouncing around my brain. Halp

💥💥💥 🔨 alright everyone come get your nightly gay idiots before Weiss strangles someone

#fooze #rwby #rwby fanart #yang xiao long #rwby yang #blake bellodona #rwby blake #weiss schnee #rwby weiss #beeschnees #weiss loves them don’t worry <3 she’s just love them a lot more if they let her go to bed <333 #gonna see if I can catch up on some asks. no promises lmao fr

[poppy-metal]

🍄 *slides back in* hai hello, somehow my mind has convinced itself of au slasher jordan li as a fucking need with that feral grin spreading across their face as they chase me. just gonna pretend to trip myself stfg ( even if I would do so anyway because me and heels don't mix rip my ankle ), would they care if I attempted to fuck them before possibly dying? is the pussy that good to avoid death? taunter jordan delighting in the tears falling down your cheeks, ringed fingers tilting your head up harshly to meet their eyes.....poppy send halp my brain is mushy ;)(( need grippy socks rn

seeing jordan plunge a knife into someone's gut would turn me on saurry not sorry. scrambling back from them, running isn't an option anymore - and them shaking their hair out when they take off their mask. bick black combat boots, blood on their knife. they lick the blade with a grin as they step over you, looming. "I've been waiting all night for this."

squatting and leanin over you, tracing the tip of the blade up your arm, something about the move seductive, the way their eyes trace the movement. till the knife rests at your throat, poised to slit it. "w-wait, jordan-" reaching up to grip their wrist. "you dont want this."

a dark eyebrow raising. but they're interested. head tilting just a little, "oh? what do i want then, freshmen."

you swallow, the bob of your throat pressing dangerously close to the razor sharp blade. it nicks the skin a little, but you make yourself hold their eyes.

your other hand comes up shaky, trembling. you dont bother to steady it, no use hiding your fear. they like it anyway, you can see the it. the way they bite their lip at you splayed out under them, the spider looming over the fly caught in its web.

you unbutton one of the buttons on your blouse. jordan zeroes in on the action. pupils dilating.

"you want me." your breath is shaky. but you're certain you're right. you unbutton another button. the swell of your tits now exposed and jordans breath hitches. they shift on top of you. "you can have me."

there's a moment of silence where you stare at eachother, the blade still at your neck. then, dimples appear on jordans cheeks, the grin they give you absolutely feral. "you sick bitch."

the blade is replaced with their hand the next second, gripped by the throat as they yank your lips to theirs in a rough kiss. you should probably be using the opportunity to try and wrangle the knife free from them but your arms come up to wrap around their shoulders instead as they push you back to the floor, spreading your legs to invite them between the cradle.

you are sick. sick for being wet, sick for kissing them back and enjoying this. you say its for survival, but you know its more than that.

#ask #jordan li x reader #slasher!jordan

[yorshie]

I haven't stopped thinking about your saulmate au for 07 leo

But it got me on to thinking about bring soulmates with Leo in general, and the probability that even being his soulmate, New York will probably always be #1

Until you're in danger or something happens and reality sets in that you aren't a guarantee that he can always come home to

Thoughts? (Prayers)

Oh man. Oh man. Oh man.

Leonardo, having to stop, hands on his knees in a quiet, private moment where he just gets to break down silently, because he has to choose something else. He can’t go to you. You can’t be his number one priority right this moment. He’s got obligations, something Bigger takes prescient before being able to go to you, to assure you’re safe.

And it rips him apart inside. Because he knows what he has to do. And he hopes you know he loves you with every beat of his heart, when you realize he has to choose something else. So he bottles up the scream of frustration, buries it underneath the weight of responsibility and his mask, and becomes downright ruthless in the ensuing battles.

It’s gotta be lonely, giving everything to someone that can’t offer the same. There’s times he’s fiercely protective, almost smothering, and you know it’s because he can’t always promise to be there when you need him. The city is dangerous, and he’s stuck in the shadows, and there’s other things lurking around that can figure out his weak points (you) if he’s not careful.

Until he has to make that choice in real time, when danger is a scant second away from taking you from him, and he realizes his priorities shift in between one breath and the next.

*melts into a little raccoon puddle and floats away in the current* th-thanks nonnie. Just. Just gonna think about this for a little bit.

Edit: came back cuz I realized this works for almost all the Leo’s I’ve seen so far. Halp. I hurt myself again. (Bayverse yikes. 07 yes yes. 03 cries for the short king. Rise. Rise…. Here’s the knife just make it quick for me please)

#ask away! #turtle talk 🐢 #turns around and gets smacked by a broom between the eyes

[psychosimp17]

The Psycho-Pass musings that are infiltrating my thoughts today:

I am steadfast in my refusal to lose hope in Kogami and Akane ending up together - even though I think it's much more likely for one of them to die *cough* AKANE *cough* than end up with a HEA bc of the dystopian hell they inhabit. (Come at me, the realist in me loves a good debate. 😜)

Think I found more proof to support the never-ending Shinkane/Koaka argument, but need someone from the Japanese side of the Fandom to help me out here: in one of the final scenes of the first movie, Kogami calls Akane 'a remarkable woman' - how does this translate in its original language? Bc honestly, he could have picked SO. MANY. WORDS. other than 'woman' there if his view of her hadn't changed by that time (ie: girl, kid, individual, detective, human, etc).

I've logged this little tidbit away to utilize in my next fanfic (sequel to the current one based on Providence), but did anyone else find it strange in S3 Episode 8 that Homura basically told Kei that he needed to get out of that abandoned building without being seen by the then occupied Ko and Gino? Why would that be important to him if they had no idea who he was at the time? Maybe we're missing something that will be addressed with S4...? Like was it MoFA who had info on him already or something more specific to Kogami or the Pathfinders??? (Pwease halp! The possibilities are driving me crazy!)

Can't wait to read your input, fellow Psychos! 😘

((Posted with my current fave Shinkane pic bc THIS SHIP WILL NEVER SINK. k, thanks, byeeeee!))

#psycho pass #psycho pass providence #shinkane #tsunemori akane #shinya kougami #shinya kogami #shizuka homura #psycho-pass

[totallyexhausted]

No Title Yet

Snippet of the Hirano sickfic with his parents that i promised and am NOW working on.... along with the Kagi one where he calls Hirano to ask him to come get him.... basically i need motivation and to force myself through his writer's block so, pleasssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee halp....

...

“Are you sure you feel okay, sweetheart?”

“Hm. Yeah, sorry… just tired,” Hirano said softly, glancing down at his meal, picking through the contents slowly. He normally loved his mother’s cooking, but right now, right now, Hirano was sure if he put anything else in his stomach, despite the minuscule amounts he’d eaten, he’d vomit. And vomiting wasn’t something he wanted to do – his parents had been looking forward to him visiting, his father taking off work in order to spend time with him; they had plans, things to do… and ruining that by getting sick… well, that would just make the teenager feel like a bad son.

            But it was getting harder now. So fucking hard to concentrate, to see the food on the table clearly, or keep his head up. Everything felt way too hot; and even though the 17-year-old planned on excusing himself to turn in earlier for the night to fight off whatever the hell was wrong with him, he was pretty sure he was reaching the point where he’d no longer be able to stand properly. Everything felt like jelly; weak and shaky… his stomach in his throat every time he caught a glimpse of the food in front of him clearly. His head killing him, the bright lights hanging over the table piercing his eyes. Everything was spinning.

            Hirano groaned, dropping his head against his hand, closing his eyes briefly as his mother asked him something. Something moved to his right before a firm hand pressed against his cheek, sweeping over his forehead, brushing the bangs away from his face. Hirano groaned again as the cool touch wiped at the dampness across his forehead, and he felt the chopsticks slip through his fingers. He tried opening his eyes again, but the second they met the harsh lights above, the teenager clenched them shut, breathing lowly as someone pulled him back.

            “Taiga,” His father’s voice gentle against his ear as more things were shuffled and another hand ghosted across his forehead. His mother’s voice suddenly next to him, her hand running through his hair, “Sweetheart, you’re ill…”

            Hirano shook his head slowly, the movement jarring and difficult, as an arm braced behind his shoulders, a hand on his chest, pulling him up slowly. The teenager groaned as everything shifted, “M’f’ne…”

            Everything was hot. Nauseating and dizzy. The environment was moving around him behind closed lids, and Hirano forced them open as his father called him again. The moment light touched his eyes, the 17-year-old gagged roughly, having no warning before lurching forward, vomit spewing from his mouth as he struggled to remain upright. Whatever happened next was a giant blur. Nauseating and hot… everything felt wet and gross… and the smell was enough to make him gag.

            He wasn’t entirely aware of where he was until his head smacked against his father’s shoulder, a wet rag pressed against his forehead, another on the back of his neck. He felt warm water wash over his back, the smell of soap hitting his nostrils, and the 17-year-old whimpered. Soft fingers running through his hair, more water running across his back, and the sound of his mother humming softly.

             A calloused hand removing the rag from his neck before replacing it a minute later, and Hirano opened his eyes slowly as his head was tilted back gently, warm water poured over his hair. He squinted as the bathroom tile met him, bright and painful. He glanced towards his father, leaning over the bathtub… (puking in bathtub.)

“It’s alright, Taiga. It’s alright, son. Your mother and I will clean you up… you’re okay. Just get it up, Tai.”

            Tai. A nickname Hirano only heard when his father was worried about him. One that the teenager had come to associate with the idea that something was wrong...

Basically Hirano gets WRECKED, and we learn where Hirano gets his caring side.

Then with Kagi, Kagi gets really ill, and Hirano takes care of his sweet Kouhai... until he takes him to the hospital.... Snippet below:

...Since Kagiura came from a big family, he was probably used to having someone stay or sit with him while sick… Hirano always wanted to be alone when sick, but he never minded if someone was in the same room either. Whenever he felt really bad, he’d fall asleep to his mother holding his hand and stroking his hair or his father rubbing his back softly. But that had only happened a few times, the last being a year ago when he got really ill while visiting his parents over break. They wound up taking him to the hospital, and Hirano’s pretty sure he remembered puking in their car, and his parents bathing him at one point. Not really something the teenager tried to remember given how horrible he felt and how much he scared his parents...

The same feeling washed over Hirano as Kagiura grabbed at his shirt, threading his fingers through the material slowly. The older swallowed, pulling Kagiura closer as the younger groaned, his head smacking against Hirano’s chest.

The same protectiveness Hirano felt earlier. The need to shield him from the bystanders at the station, or the on-lookers on the train, or the people passing by the convenient store… the same feeling now, wanting to hold him close, and protect him from a sickness the older couldn’t prevent or from anyone who might barge into their dorm room. It wasn’t a particularly pleasant feeling, almost like panicked anger… but it wasn’t one Hirano really wanted to go away. Not right now. Not when Kagiura was relying on him in more ways than one...

“You’re rather good at taking care of people it seems, Hirano,”

“Shut up, Hanzawa. Kagiura! I need you to open your eyes and look at me.”

“H’no?”

“Hey, yeah. It’s me.”

“…S’hot…”

“I know. Hanzawa and I are gunna take you to the hospital. Your fever’s really high, Kagi-kun.”

“Such a sweet little nickname-”

“Are you going to help or are you just gunna talk all night? Grab his jacket, will you?”

“Kagi, I’m gunna help you up, okay?”

The younger groaned as Hirano moved his arm around his shoulders gently, pulling him in a sitting position, Kagiura’s head smacking against the older’s chest. He gagged roughly, spit trailing from his mouth along with the pitiful amount of water Hirano had gotten him to drink. (pukes on bedsheets - Hanzawa changes them while they are out).

“You’re okay, Kagi-kun… It’s okay, don’t worry about it.”  

(Hirano cleans him up as Kagi clings to him)

Kagi - “…dn’t… feel w-well.”

“I know. When we get to the hospital, you’ll start to feel a lot better, okay? I-I promise, Akira.”

#hirano to kagiura #hirano and kagiura #sickfic #hirano taiga #kagiura akira #sasaki to miyano #manga #miyano yoshikazu #sasaki shuumei #anime #sasaki and miyano #sasamiya #hirakagi #Hirano sick while visiting parents #He has to get his gentle side from somewhere #sick hirano #sick kagi

[iciatheguardess]

Hiiii it’s meeee elsie

conflicted Elsie

Look, you know as well as I do that I love TAOCC to freaking death

but like

I may have to partially step away from it after the current arcs are over.

these goofy goobers took over my life for the last three-ish months, and while I’ve had an amazing time, it’s…caused me to neglect other parts of my life, and restrict myself more than I should when it comes to how I am on this site. I’ve stated my intention to try and branch out multiple times but I never go through with it because I just…I have things to write here! I can’t! And yeah it’s fun but sometimes I get hurt even if people don’t mean to, like, I’ve gotten legitimately ill from this once or twice.

But I feel like even trying to step away a bit is somehow abandoning all of you or betraying your trusts. I want to stay friends with you guys, but my actual life and Irlsie has to come first most of the time, because I am not JUST Elsie, if that makes any sense. Elsewhere is and was always meant to be a sona for some interaction, maybe some friendos, but nothing this…involved, because I can’t put all of my social effort onto the internet because no matter what I do, the internet is not a completely genuine place, and I’ve accepted that. There are some parts of my personality I just don’t use. You don’t really ever see calm Elsie or mental illness Elsie or sappy Elsie, maybe once or twice, and that’s intentional. This is Writing Elsie’s blog, lol, but there’s other Elsie that needs to be allowed to exist outside of the internet, and I can’t neglect her or my actual life for the sake of this.

I honestly don’t know what to do here. I love these characters on a very personal level, and have poured my heart into them, and I don’t want to straight up leave them. Even only partially separating myself seems kinda pointless because I know what happens when someone gets really behind on the lore and has to be caught up on even just a day’s events to explain why Character A looks like this now or Character B is referencing this event, etc. etc.

But there’s a point where it’s not healthy anymore. Where things reach a place where I have to admit that this can’t be my entire life anymore. And I’m not entirely sure what on earth I should do about it…

If I do somewhat step back, it’ll probably be right after the vacation arc ends. i’m gonna pour my fluff loving heart and soul into that thing, don’t you worry. But you shouldn’t expect another dungeon or something like that from me unless I have a VERY good reason and a well formulated plan. Yes, I’ll probably still engage in shippery and fluff, as well as analysis, but mostly within the bounds of characters and dynamics we’ve already established, and not much farther than that. My one exception to the “after the vacation arc” rule would probably be Yelena’s arc, because of how long things in that section tend to take, for various reasons. Yelena’s arc is barely started, and stuff takes possibly days to move even a few hours in-universe. Sooooo….yeah, I wanna finish that, I’ve put too much work into it already to just stop it.

…dang this was only supposed to be a paragraph…

…pls halp, I have no idea what to do lol.

Ok. I've read over this a couple times.

First off, I'm talking to you as L here, and not Star. I am very, very proud of you for acknowledging this and understanding that this is getting unhealthy. I think it's very smart that you dont want to neglect your yourself irl and the fact you're saying this, and saying exactly what you'll be doing, I'm really proud of it.

To give you a clear answer, if it's going to help you irl then I think stepping back is smart. Especially from the trauma and angst, because that stuff hurts a LOT and it can be really, really detrimental and negatively affect irl things. What I DONT think is that it's betraying anyone. You need to be able to put yourself and your needs first in order to be your best self, and everyone understands that you can't be on tumblr 24/7 because, well, that's really really really really unhealthy and not good. I'm really glad you're telling me about this though so I, and everyone else who sees this, knows.

TAOCC is really great but there's a LOT of heavy things on here and with everything going on, it can be super weighing and really affect people irl. I can speak from experience because honestly, I'm in a similar situation. I won't speak much about that though. It's definitely addictive and can get really really unhealthy if you let it, and honestly it's not hard to let it.

I want you to do whatever you feel is best for you, no matter what that entails. Fei and Tails and Xeya and Kumo and so many others and I love you so much and do NOT want you neglecting yourself and your life irl for this- it's meant to be entertainment, not a lifestyle.

I think it's smart to finish Yelena's Arc before partially stepping back. And I think it's even smarter to not want to do another dungeon, because that whole thing was a massive angst-fest and I think it negatively affected people more than they care to admit. Shippery and fluff and minor things is a good boundary.

I'll wrap this up now, but again, I'm in full support of this decision because I want you to be at your best. You're right, you're not just Elsie. And it's not fair for you to only be Elsie when you're so much more than that. If stepping away from tumblr will help you take care of the other parts of your life that we aren't involved in or aware of, then please do so because no part of you and your life should be sacrificed for the sake of entertainment.

Again, I'm really, really proud of you for admitting this.

Please know we'll always support you and you're super important to all of us, so don't ever feel bad for putting your needs first. Irl things should always come first.

But no matter what always remember:

WE LOVE YOU SO SO SO MUCH AND YOURE SUPER IMPORTANT AND WE WANT THE BEST FOR YOUUU ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Everything I said is applicable for everyone else reading this too. Taocc is fantastic and we love it but it shouldn't completely take over your life. It's okay to take a break or step back fully if it means the best for your health and irl life. Please remember to take care of yourselves- and everything that Elsie talked about here is FANTASTIC self care. It may be hard, but it's also the best decision she can make for herself and may be the best decision for others too.

Alright- I think I covered everything. Don't ever feel like you're betraying us Elsie- it's not betrayal, it's self care. We'll still be here for you, always. Never forget that ❤️❤️❤️

#iceanswers #modstar

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

Hello ladies and gentlethems, guess who is back?

You know who should be a ship? Lily and Marlene. Like omgg they'll be THE couple. Ok not the IT couple cause in my mind that will always be marylily. But like the couple that no one saw coming but it makes so much sense and they're ruling the world now.

1) It starts off with Lily going to watch her practice (but nope she will never admit it she is just there to read mhmm)

2) OHH for the sake of dumb oblivious sapphics, (a lil love note to @her-midas-touch ) Lily thinks she is only going to the practice to watch James cause duhh all his flirting is finally starting to sink in or something but omg why is Marls flirting with me. Oh wait- she flirts with everyone. BUT WHY AM I GETTING AFFECTED BY THISS REMUS HEEELLPPPP

3) I think once her initial crisis is dealt with, Lily will start flirting back (which will in turn send Marlene into a crisis of her own cause omfg how to respond when someone that isn't Sirius flirts back sjndsjdkfnjd). I'm so dam sure that Lily will rope Mary and Remus into helping her get Marlene to admit she likes her too

4) Their dates would be so cliché but like thats the best part. Think riding in the same broom and watching the sunset in the clouds, sitting in the library and Marls watching as Lily gets excited and over focused interchangeably over books, ohh they would so go to Madame Puddifoots just to like beat the heternormalcy of it all.

5) Lily would absolutely lose it when Marlene wears a suit. But then, Lily wears one and Marls is dead. She is deceased. Slay in Peace gurl

6) Late night swims and wild flower bouquets and books with dog earred pages that open to silly doodles and kisses to joined hands and secretive smiles across the table and Lily wearing Marls's quidditch uniform and Marlene wearing Lily's hair tie in her wrist. That's them.

7) Their ship name would be something like... I actually have no idea what the hell my brain is empty halp

LILYLENE/FIRELILY!!!!!! they have my entire heart fr

1) absolutely. that girl would rather die than admit that she's there for marlene (or anyone for that matter. she has a reputation after all)

2) so real of her. dumb oblivious sapphics have my entire heart btw. she would be freaking out at first bc how could she let james get to her like that??? oh god, she's so much better than this (she is, but she doesn't know that yet). her running to remus is so real of her. moonflower supremacy

3) oh absolutely. marlene had the biggest gay panic ever over it

also, yes. lily gets everyone involved (with the exception of james who would tell marlene the second he gets drunk bc he would feel bad about keeping a secret from his "sister")

4) hejsbs9eh9b I NEED a fic of them just going on cute dates :(

5) lily thinks she's entered heaven or something (she has). marlene knows that she has

6) it so is. it absolutely is

7) I will stand by firelily 🤧

#the lover with the great ideas #marauders #marauders era #marauders fandom #lily evans #marlene mckinnon #lilylene #fielily

[andthebubbles]

bridgerton 3x01 spoilers under the cut obv

IM FINE

DO I HAVE TO GIF ALL A&B MOMENTS MYSELF LATER OR IS SOMEONE GONNA FUCKING DO IT FOR ME

WHY DOESN'T ANYONE EVER TELL ME ABOUT THIS

DYING HERE

lmao god i'm watching this slowly bc now i'm GONNA REWATCH THIS SCENE

the temptation to skip through to the next a&b scene is real lemme tell you

lmao help i'm watching this so slowly atm

why is benedict like skjfkjfgfkg

oh my god CRELOISE

why did we miss prudence's wedding 😭

pen/genevieve!!!! so many possible ships

omggg more a&b!! more family stuff!!!! WHY ISN'T ANYONE TALKING ABOUT THIS

anthony and benedict sprawling on the sofas and they BOTH LOOK SO GOOD

actually fucking dying here, i need more siblings shenanigans; when they all yeet off with gregory aaakjfgfjkggh and sfjgnfkgfg anthony being big bro aaaah

okay, third rewatch and moving on i swear lol

omggg... yeah i forgot, people would've been nasty to eloise after the theo stuff, and cressida was the only one kind to her?????!!?!?!?!!?!? OMG I NEED TO KNOW MORE

the peneloise is electric too

omfg MORE A&B!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is the slowest watch of an ep ever lol bc i already have my faves

IM FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE

PUPPY DOG EYESSSSSSSS

how much giffing do i have to do?? bc all i've seen on my dash so far is decidedly NOT a&b and i've already unfollowed all the blogs i don't want to follow anymore and i'm just following the general bridgerton ones and WHY NO MASSES OF A&B HAHA godddd do i have to do everything myself skjfnkfjgk

also this does all really give me that s1 vibes of anthony at the club which i have missedddd

like, anthony sprawling with his gay!sit like that, i've not seen that since s1 awwww

anthony's fluffy hair in bed...... 🥺

fluffy fluffy fluffyyyy (i will always miss his s1 hair)

also, slut:

ohhh the cressida/eloise/pen going onnnnnnnnn

OMG ACTUALLY FREAKING OUT OVER CRESSIDA/ELOISE THE SHIFT STITCH and cressida was so heart eyes ksjfgfkjgkf

ohhh this is very s1 anthony lol

awww the anthony and francesca bit

cressida being delightfully evil but what if she did it for eloise bc she would know eloise has some animosity towards pen :3 hahahaa halp

(the ~you would never court me is so a/b!anthony coded (except he doesn't think he's worth being courted at all :3))

OMG I WAS RIGHT, CRESSIDA DID IT FOR ELOISE AND SHE WAS LOOKING FOR HER APPROVAL omgggggggggg "i thought we did not like penelope" ohmygod cressida <3

omg where are all the creloise gifsets??????????????????? this is beautiful

"let us only think of ourselves" CRESSIDA "we are far more interesting"

"i am inclined to agree with you" OMG SHIPPING THEM

am actually happy crying here ahaha

NOM HELLO

interesting that violet is delaying moving out of bridgerton house. sounds like some fics i've read lol (thinking of A Thousand Cuts, actually)

violet??? piano duets??? vulnerability????????

why is colin coming across as dumb and slappable (just like anthony i guess (runs in the family lmao))

ohhh the eloise and colin interaction ehehe lovely, and then the LW talk between them and eloise being like skjfgkfgfkfg inside

all right am i making a&b gifs first and those select anthony bits i screencapped, or am i watching ep 2-4 first....

ETA: in a way it's good that anthony's not in the next few eps or else i'd be watching ep 2-4 soooo slowly

anyway i guess i better watch the eps first, then make gifs. after all, by then perhaps someone else will have made a&b and creloise gifs!!

#ramble.txt #bridgerton #bridgerton spoilers #a&b #creloise

[yeyinde]

Your yautja x reader fic slayed me!!! It was so good, I've read it 3 times now. The dynamic between Dark and Reader was very interesting to me, and I'm honestly dying to know more.

Do you plan on expanding on the relationship in future fics, or is this a one-shot only? Do you have any parts that were cut from the final draft you'd like to share? And lastly, do you have any fave fics you'd recommend for someone who needs more?

Can you tell I need more yautja "men" in my life??

Girl, send halp!!

ahhhh, thank you!!! 🖤

for now, i'm content with it being a one shot - at least until i work through other wips, but i do i have more ideas around them (mostly just expanding on their evolving dynamic) that i couldn't include in Pale Moon.

a lot was cut from this! i had this idea of showing Dark's playful side when Reader (given the nickname Little Spear by him because they constantly bite Dark's thighs) ends up giving him head. from cloaca to finish lmao. it was gross. absolutely foul. he has no bedroom etiquette at all. but it felt too "light" in tone for the image in my head of them being forced to kneel at his side with his claws teasing along the length of their vulnerable neck while they glare up at him, so i scrapped the skeleton of that.

and also. getting railed in his captain's chair as the ship passes through a nebula. it was supposed to be tender. raw. Dark does that crocodilian mating bellow/purr and they fall asleep curled up in his lap. then wake up to the aftermath of a supernova. this really soft moment that was the catalyst to them trying to escape from Dark.

i kinda wish i kept it in now, but the first portion is meant to be like a flip book of memories as they lounge on the bed and come to terms with their decision to give in so it didn't really fit the narrative structure.

and for recs: charnie's entire Yautja masterlist is an absolute must. and My Yautja Boyfriend (a series) by sailaway is also really good!! lots of fandom-lore, too!

[count-alucard-tepes]

Headcanons for my One Piece hotties: Drunk texts they send to their S/O

Kizaru✨

Kizaru: baby, when I get home I want kisses and to love with all my very essence! You are the best thing that ever happened to me and the shining light in my life. I don’t know where I’d be with you and I appreciate everything you to do for me!😍😍😍

S/O: are you drunk?

Kizaru: 🤔 how’d you know?

S/O: ⬆️⬆️⬆️

Akainu🌋

Akainu: I’m amgry

S/O: You’re supposed to be having fun with your friends, babe

Akainu: Kizaru is dancing on a pole and Aokiji is throwing money at him. I’m too pure for this.

S/O: babe, take a video! Right now

Akainu: I can’t…I’m laying on the floor and looking at the stars…they remind me of you when you’re all happy and cute

S/O: BABE! VIDEO PLEASE!?

Ryokugyu 🌱

Ryokugyu: if this was my last night alive, I would spend it cuddled up to you and not my plants I promise

S/O: omg, are you drunk!? Where are you?

Ryokugyu: oh man, one thing I was in a pub with the guys…next thing I know is I was sitting on a bridge with a bottle in my hand..and someone’s walking stick…I think I beat someone up or won this walking stick in a drinking game…either way…your man is a winner 🥇

S/O: omg share your fucking location!? I’m calling Kizaru rn!

Sir Crocodile 🐊

Crocodile: grrrr I’m a crocodile, I bite *nom nom*

S/O: …what in the actual hell? Did someone steal this phone? Also he can’t text with one hand so it’s definitely stolen

Crocodile: I’m using the voice to text thingy…if I was a real crocodile would you love me?

S/O: fuck no, that’s weird

Crocodile: What! This is why I’d eat you if I was a real crocodile

S/O: pretty sure you eat me regardless of being a crocodile or not 😏

Crocodile: wait…was that a dirty comeback? Daddy’s coming home

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩

Doffy: I’ve decided

S/O: on what? And where are you btw?

Doffy: you are the chosen one! And you shall bear my heir!

S/O: deal

Doffy: 😭😭😭 really baby, you’re gonna have my babies?! Omg I’m gonna be a mom

Doffy: I mean a dad

Doffy: I can’t stop crying

Doffy: halp me

Benn Beckman 🔫

Benn: I think my aim is better when I’m drunk, want to see?

S/O: that’s not a good idea, come home rn

Benn: babe, you were right…I accidentally shot Shanks while we were drinking and we have to go to the hospital

Benn: I’m a supportive husband

Benn: I meant first mate! Not husband!

Benn: babe, don’t be mad! I didn’t mean it like that…I panicked and texted…also the cops are here

Benn: bail me out of jail, please

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡

Katakuri: babe, someone put something in my drink…I swear I just had one and now…I’m all shakey and shit

S/O: oh no! Love, just drink some water. I’m on my way

Katakuri: nah, I’m gonna find my brothers and kick their asses first

Katakuri: I found them and threw them into the river nearby lol

Katakuri: ah shit, I forgot they can’t swim…I have to go save them brb

Katakuri: omg, Y/N, it’s Smoothie, we had to fish big bro out of the water…come to the hospital asap

Killer🔪

Killer: I think I’m gonna stop wearing my mask and just embrace myself

S/O: baby, did you have too much liquid courage?

Killer: babe, someone said I looked like a Barbie so I beat him up

Killer: so apparently there’s a guy Barbie called Ken and he thought I looked like that…I thought he said I looked like a girl

Killer: okay I felt bad so I sang I’m a Barbie girl for karaoke for him…he’s a fan I guess..also I don’t want him to have me arrested

Killer: omg babe he’s a marine, I’m fucked …call Kidd…I need help

Kaido🐉

Kaido: 👁️ ❤️🫵

S/O: you discovered emojis, love?

Kaido: 🙈

S/O: everything alright?

Kaido: need booze…send help

King👑

King: would you love me if I was a worm?

S/O: omg what is this shit?

King: answer the question, Y/N

S/O: yes, I would

King: I had a bet with Queen that you would said no…I have to drink 5 bottles of tequila.

S/O: oh no…are you okay?

King: babe, I started breathing fire?! Did you know I could do that! I also fell over and can’t get up…everyone else is on the floor too…I feel so old rn

King: well at least I know you’d love me as a worm

King: also I lost my mask so I’m the one of the floor with the bag on my head

King: Queen drew a grumpy face on it so you know it’s me…it has a crown too

Queen👑

Queen: zoom zoom zoom zoom

S/O: getting lit, baby?

Queen: you know it, I think I can stage dive this time

S/O: omg no babe! That’s not a good idea!

Queen: babe, I did it…and I’m in the hospital now… hurt my back…but I saved my beer babe! I’m awesome!

#ooc #one piece #one piece kizaru #borsalino kizaru #one piece akainu #akainu sakazuki #aramaki ryokugyu #ryokugyu one piece #katakuri charlotte #katakuri one piece #sir crocodile #one piece crocodile #donquixote doflamingo #doflamingo donquixote #doflamingo one piece #killer one piece #kaido one piece #king one piece #queen one piece

[theodoradevlin]

|Bathed & Bruised|

Summary: Sebastian Sallow x MC. Prefect Bathroom Shenanigans. Smutty Drabble at no particular point in time.  Hurt/Comfort because life’s been SHITE recently and I could probably use some of it myself. So please accept this one shot as a result of built up life angst. 

Also someone HALP …I fear I spend way too much time on the build up... but need to work on detail of the smut. So…maybe next time no build up and just smut LOL what a terrible excersice to try oh darn

Word Count: 3.4k

It had not taken Theo long to make quick work of those damned loyalists. There had been an irritating amount of them, but she had handled them all the same. 

She had killed them all. Death had stained her hands in increasing measures as the weeks went on. 

But it was to protect the school, she told herself.

She had to. 

She didn’t let herself consider that there was some other reason she had become comfortable with that elephant in the room. The murderous side of her. No.. she wouldn’t think of that long. She couldn’t. 

In the current moment, she didn’t know if it was late at night, or early in the morning by the time she got back to the castle. Luckily, she had managed to save enough Floo powder to travel from the coast back to Fig’s classroom, her battered body clumsily making immediate impact with the floor as she groaned. 

An irritated scoff echoed in the hall, which she had anticipated to be empty. 

“Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.”  His voice was flat, and entirely unamused. 

She heaved herself up on to her legs, only to see Sebastian laying on the bench across from Fig’s class room. 

“Have you been sleeping here all night?!” Her incredulous whisper rang out in the hall, but not before Sebastian’s gaze snapped back to her. 

“Have I been sleeping here all night? No. Mostly I was pacing a damn hole in this floor since I figured this had something to do with Fig, or some genius plan you hatched on your own, while failing to tell me. So again, no. I haven’t been sleeping much at all since you keep deciding to run off on your own and come back looking like this.” His equally incredulous whisper shot back at her. 

Color rose to her cheeks in frustration as they regarded each other. As their eyes met, Sebastian paused to really look at her, his eyes turned hollow as they spotted a soft purple hue gracing her cheek. Blood smeared across those lips he had kissed only the night before. His exacting gaze took it all in, his jaw twitching. 

He wasted no time making his way over to her in a direct line. 

Instantly, his hands were on her.  Gentle. Surveying the damage he could see, sick at what he couldn’t. 

“Let’s go.” It wasn’t a question, but a demand.

Theo’s brows knitted together in annoyance. 

“Go where? It’s nearly-“ 

He cut her off. 

“Prefects bathroom is closest - and likely deserted at this time anyhow. So let’s go. You need cleaning up.” 

She opened her mouth to protest again, but when she did she felt the pang of pain from the bruise deepening on her cheek. Looking down, there was undoubtedly a multitude of blood stains crusting her clothes, some of it hers, some of it not. She had used quite a bit of Bombarda, and it had resulted in some rather explosive debris. Perhaps he was right. 

“Fine. I’ll go. But afterwards, promise to stop fretting like an old nursemaid, Sallow.” Theo consented as he gently grabbed her hand, leading them towards the staircase. He didn’t even look back at her as he growled, 

“I’ll do no such thing.” 

Then, another deep breath, and then most in a most confused voice:

“Nursemaid? Really?”

~

They stalked along the edges of the corridor, as fast as her battered body would allow, Sebastian giving gentle pulls on her hand as he led the way. Before breaking into the faculty tower, he essentially forced the wiggenweld down her throat…but despite her protests to not waste it, it thankfully allowed her to breathe a little easier, mending what must have been a broken rib. 

As they rounded up the staircase, he peeked his head up to see that there were no prefects around - the castle all still sound asleep, save the two of them. The absence of their sleep schedules, as torturous as it was during the day, seemed to open up an entirely new world at twilight. 

He ushered her into the prefect’s bathing room, before casting a lock spell on the door to ensure that no one else would find their way in. They had another few hours before the earliest of morning birds awoke.

Theo leaned against the wall, breathing in deep, her eyes taking in the extravagant room, with its multitude of golden faucets, and tiled mosaic lining every inch of the blue and white walls…she had only been in here once before, to nab a Demi-guise. She hadn’t had the time to appreciate the way the light from the stars gleamed through the stained glass windows, fleeting across the cerulean bath water like fairy lights. 

It was calming in here. She couldn’t be terribly angry that this is where he had brought her to.

Her head swiveled back to Sebastian as he slowly took his robe off, heedlessly letting it drop to the marble tiled floor as he rolled up his sleeves coming over to her. 

He moved aside her hair to see that the bruises continued to flower across her jaw, neck. He inhaled.

What did you do to yourself, Thee?” He said, his voice clipped, broken, as if he couldn’t bear the site of her battered body any longer. His breaths were ragged as his fretting and gentle touches brushed against her cheek, her arms, pausing on each purple bloom of the bruises on her skin. 

She noted the panic in his eyes. She had seen that need, the burn for him to protect. She saw it when he looked at Anne, during the painful bouts of her curse. She would not be another burden to him. 

“I’m fine, Sebastian. Nothing I haven’t done before… I’m absolutely fine.” 

It didn’t matter how many times she said it. He passed her a curt glare, and lowered himself to his knees to inspect closer. 

His breath passed along her abdomen as she stilled herself against the coolness of the wall, in contrast to the heat of him so near her.

“Fine? I think you’re lying to me.” He accused her gruffly, as his searching hands went to determine for himself, undoing her buttons of her blouse, gently parting the fabric to expose the trail of cuts and bruises that continued underneath. 

Her beautiful abdomen had been painted in an unforgiving litany of dark and angry colors.

“Dammit, Theodora.”

He hissed sharply, his eyes squeezing tight as he looked away, his hands gripping her on each side as if to hold himself up, but still careful to avoid the bruises. 

She breathed shakily. His reaction to her was startling. Startling enough for her to realize she had been pushing herself so hard, that she hadn’t even realized the state she had been in. Not until she watched as it crushed Sebastian in front of her. How could the destruction of her body not make her feel the same? She had been so focused…

“Seb…I..I’m really okay-“

He ignored her pleas, leaning his forehead against the plane of her thigh. Her beautiful body. She was fighting a war for everyone but herself, and yet the only one taking the hits. 

“You…You’re covered in more bruises each time I see you.”  His breath was pained as it skirted across her lower stomach. She could hear how angry he was, and she didn’t know if it was at her, or at himself.

“It’s an occupational hazard…” She tried to lift the tension with a half hearted jest. 

He gritted his teeth. 

“Of what occupation, Devlin? Hanging around me? Or doing Fig’s bidding? Or of putting fucking everyone before yourself? How about you explain that to me? ” He snapped.

She stilled at the emotion in his voice. Her hand came up to his jaw, lifting his gaze up to her. In some ways, it could be mistaken for supplication. But she knew that couldn’t be possible. Not for him. Not towards her. Yet here he was. Kneeling in front of her, with fervor in his eyes as he looked up towards her. 

She cleared her throat. 

“…It’s not like that. It’s nothing that I can handle. You would do the same.”

He grimaced again at her words. 

“Devlin - I swear you’re fucking wrong. Because this is something I can’t handle. I refuse to handle. You. Hurt. All the damn time….this is not something I can agree to handle. ” He breathed in admonition as his gaze reached upwards, she heard the strain in his voice, and saw the fear in those brown eyes that were near black in emotion as they gazed upwards. 

“Ominis has told me you’ve been limping in the halls. Clutching your side in class. He had to help you up the stairs the other day when I was gone in Feldcroft for Merlin’s sake.” 

He continued, breathless at the panic in his voice. 

They stood there, as he remained on his knees, trying to force air in through his lungs

“I…” Theo swallowed again. Ominis had even been worried about her? She …she had been so busy with everyone…Poppy..Natty…Fig…she hadn’t even seen it herself. She hadn’t had a moment to. She didn’t even realize anyone had noticed.

As if Sebastian read her shocked expression, he laughed darkly, just once.

“You and that damn Hufflepuff need to put everyone first.” His eyes burned into her as he pressed a fleeting kiss to her stomach. “… I told you once. I’ll tell you again. I can’t loose you. I won’t. So please. Please. If for no one’s sake but your own - put yourself first Devlin… I beg you. You’re going to tear my damn heart out if you don’t tear yours out first from letting it bleed for everyone else.”

His pleas were murmured against her skin, but reached into her core and had her burning.

Gruffly, he stood, and his face was flushed. He gently shrugged off her unbuttoned shirt until it joined his robe on the ground. 

“I’m going to take care of you, now.” He murmured. 

Theo didn’t trust her voice to speak. Didn’t find it in herself to remind him that he always had taken care of her, anyhow. 

His fingers unbuckled the buttons holding her skirt in place, then neither of them broke their gaze as the next piece of fabric hit the floor as well. 

She slid off his own shirt, then tugged on his belt loops in protest of the layers of his own clothes that still remained. 

As their last articles of clothing fell away, he led her slowly towards the bath, those doe eyes of his locked on her the entire way. 

She shivered at the feel of the water as they sank in deeper, walking until it met her shoulders. 

He brought her close to him, turning her as the warm water enveloped her muscles. She allowed her self to lean her back against his chest, his hands taking her arms, crossing his own over hers as he held her to his chest. 

 She shuddered at the weightless feel of the bath, of the blood and dirt slowly coming off her skin. Of the feel of his breathing against hers. 

“Don’t let go.” She murmured deliriously at the feel of it.

 He nuzzled her neck.

“Never.” 

He drew up water in his hands, as he let it gently fall down her hair, smoothing it softly as he washed away any traces of the battle that was left. Her hair was always so curly, he forgot how long it actually was as the red tendrils spread across the water like a water nymph. 

He held her like she was the most fragile thing, when he knew in reality she was the strongest thing he’d ever seen. 

She allowed him to continue to rub the dirt from her face, her arms, inspecting every inch of her until she felt it all fall away. 

He leaned in, pressing another kiss to her neck in reverence, and as the small moan slipped from her lips, there were multiple parts of his body that ached to take care of her. 

He turned her towards him then, lifting her slightly up out of the water, backing them both up until she was arching against the edge of the tub. He pressed more kisses. She was his anchor. He was hers. He pressed a kiss against the darkest bruise. Against the scar he had helped heal across her abdomen.

His lips continued almost of their own accord, as he placed more pressing kisses against her stomach so intently that pressing she found herself letting loose a sigh. 

“Ah..” She gasped softly, as he continued to press his doting lips on each mark, cut and bruise on her stomach and side, leaving no bruise untouched, shifting her up higher to grant himself access to her hip bones peaking over the surface of the water, just above the spot he loved most.

 Her hands tangled gently in his hair as she enjoyed his fretting touches, her red wildly hanging in wet locks around her vision, and his brown curls dripping with moisture into his hooded eyes as he watched her. 

“Mmmm…you know you make it hard to make promises to be careful when this is the welcome home I receive…” She murmured breezily as his fingers started to trail up her thigh, in tandem with his mouth trailing down her hips. Hoping to both meet somewhere in the middle…

“Mn.” At that most irresponsible comment from her, he gave her a gentle nip in warning against her thigh. “You’re missing the point, my dear Thee. This isn’t a reward. Don’t make me torture you instead - because I will.” 

She had no doubt about that. A smile broke across her lips despite herself.

“I thought you were under the impression I did enough of that myself…?”

His kisses turned more relentless, as all of a sudden a finger parted her folds, slipping into her with confident and deft hands. 

As she gasped against his palm, he chuckled darkly in agreement.

“You do..All heroes do it seems.” He nipped again against her hip, a demand for her to spread her legs slightly wider to allow him to continue his caress of her. His mouth trailed against her until it reached the bundle of nerves at her apex. His tongue flicked against it, but didn’t make another move until he murmured against her, “….And for whatever reason…You seem intent on being one.” 

Her eyes met his in confusion, but his gaze shifted until it glazed over at what he wanted to worship more. 

His breath skittered across the core of her, and she shivered at the feel of it. His tongue darted out to press against her, moved in circles at the center of her, while a second finger slipped in to press and curl in, parting, coaxing her, and making splashing noises as the water swirled around his movements. She shuddered at him undoing her. 

“Despite….how it tortures me. I think you enjoy doing that…” She barely croaked out as she leaned back further over the edge, arching dramatically at the angle and his touches. 

He  didn’t answer, just watched as he continued to work, appreciating her writhe as he continued to taste her. 

She keened at the feel of it. 

“I …I don’t - I don’t - I’m not a…” She huffed out in gasps, struggling to speak as a result of what he was doing with his mouth. 

His free hand left the grip he had on her upper thigh to silence her mouth, before he stood up. She whined at the absence of his mouth on her. 

He pressed against her, and their wet bodies slid together perfectly. The hardness of his thick length was already pressing deliciously against her. He hadn’t yet removed his hand from her mouth. 

“No talking.” His eyes watched her carefully, “…You haven’t listened to me-  ever - it seems. So now you’re going to make up for it…and not…talk..”

“Hah…” She threw her head back obliging,  as he continued to lean against her, his slick abdomen pressing against her own wet body, her breasts peaking at the trickle of water against air, against his chest as one of his hands stabilized her lower back, the other rubbing a thumb across her nipple gently. 

He leaned into her as her legs started wrapping around him, his kisses soft as a butterfly against the tenderness left on her neck,

His mouth pressed against hers, coaxing it open as his lower lip pressed her own down, allowing his tongue to snake into her mouth. Her own pressed into his, the gasps of breath barely there between the absence of space as everything closed between them in frantic movements. 

 She stumbled slightly off the ledge, but his other hand quickly ran up the back of her thigh to hold her against him, as he grabbed her other leg to lift her completely off the ledge. He lowered them both back into the water, as their kisses pressed together faster, yet gently, Sebastian careful in each way he held her to not hit the bruises in a way that wasn’t tender. They were both bruised, and battered. And yet not one scar had not been left un-worshipped. Not since the first day. Their scars are what had bound them together. And she wouldn’t have it any other way. 

She could drown in this. In him. If she wasn’t already. 

“Now…”He breathed against her mouth as he aligned his hips beneath her, pinning her against another edge. “How about I show you how well I can take care of you..?” He prodded at her entrance, the thick feel of him so enticing she was cursing the water for not letting her slide down sooner. She writhed towards him but he held her up. 

“Tsk…none of that. Not until you promise….that next time your reckless..you’re not reckless alone. You’re reckless with me.” 

His eyes met hers, and despite the lightness in his voice, she heard the serious question behind it. 

Do not do this alone. Let me help you. 

She nodded, pulling him back towards her. He gasped as her mouth answered in frantic movement. She would never be alone. Not as long as he was there. 

“Never. Only with you. Only you.” She breathed out as she guided him into her. He groaned as her hand allowed him to slip inside of her. His only response in his hand that snaked into her hair, pulling her head back towards him, as he pressed into her, filling her deeper. 

They both huffed gasping breaths at the feel of him inside her, moving together, letting the water ripple at the momentum of it all. Her legs wrapped around him as his arms gripped the sides of the bath for leverage. 

There was nothing but them in this twilight. There was no hurt, there were no obligations - no promise but to each other. 

She cried out as he hit her center, clenching around him. He responded in a grinding motion, groaning at the feel of her that enveloped him. 

“Thee- gods…you …” 

“Yes…”

“Ah..fuck.” His mouth captured hers again as he pumped harder, the water completely sloshing now, as he buried himself deeper and deeper. 

She broke away, her head tilting back and falling against him, screaming out. 

“Seb- You’re - ah - “ 

She moaned and cried out as her orgasm shuddered through her…her walls clenched around him, and he gave himself to her completely, sputtering and rolling until he completely spent himself inside of her, gasping into her ear.

Slowly, her legs unwrapped and his arms came around to her waist again, as they floated, her hands mindlessly twisted in his wet curls as he drew them both in the bubbly waters. He pressed a kiss to her neck, that he was currently nuzzled in as he held her against him.

“So…should we actually get clean now?” She murmured, blissfully. 

He chuckled.

“While I prefer the dirtier version of ourselves, perhaps not a bad idea.” His eyes squinted as the silver light peeking through the stained glass started to turn the room amber. “..Especially since I expect dawn is here….prefects will be barreling in soon dying to give us another detention.” 

She pouted, lamenting the fact they would have to hurry to get out and dried soon as to avoid being caught. 

“Well like I said - I’m only reckless with you Sallow. And if this bathroom routine is reckless…I’d vote to make it a habit.” 

He pulled her under the water, attacking her with aquatic kisses before coming up for air. Although he never felt like he could come up for air with her. 

#sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow fic #sebastian sallow x mc #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanfic #sebastian sallow smut #if you see typos...no you didn't #hurt x comfort #theo devlin #prefect bathroom fun #sebastian sallow fanfiction #probably needs more editing but again NO PATIENCE