#these horses are so weirdly shaped

[maysworkshop]

Cat and Horse

#my art #art #digital art #artists on tumblr #cat #panther #horse #akhal-teke #akhal teke #turkoman #these horses are so weirdly shaped #i exaggerated it but still

[crowsyart]

Soul and Maka

#this is like. one of the first times I’ve drawn like a normal sheep like a sheep’s body #they’re weirdly shaped #it’s funny cause I can draw horses just fine but #sheep are new to me lol #maka albarn #soul eater #soul evans #soul eater evans #should I tag this as beastars au I guess so #soul eater au

[bookofthegear]

You enter the newly revealed hallway. The walls are painted black, but the paint has begun to crack and flake the farther you walk, revealing the ubiquitous gray concrete underneath, until it falls away entirely. At one point a glass tube crosses the ceiling, containing several small striped fish, who either don’t notice you below them or don’t care.

The right-hand wall, to your mild bemusement, has a number of fossils embedded in it. You can’t tell if they’re actual fossils or merely very good sculptures, though obviously they must have been put there, since the labyrinth can’t possibly be old enough for anything to fossilize in its walls.

You aren’t up on your fossilized sea creatures, so the best you can say is that there are trilobites and the other kind. The spirally ones. Like ribbed snails. (“Ammonites, boss,” says Jimmy. Right. Those.) Someone has drawn eyes with frowny eyebrows on one of the larger ammonites. It feels weirdly disrespectful to you, even though the ammonite is clearly several million years past caring.

Past the fossil wall, you reach a T-shaped intersection, where the corridor runs both north and south. In the wall directly opposite you is a niche containing a small statue.

[enkas-illusion]

Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy

Fandom / Pairing: Attack On Titan / Reiner x f!reader

Rating: NSFW/Explicit - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Genre/Theme: Friends to lovers; non-titan au

Content warning: fluff, teasing, language, size kink!!!, smut, piv sex, protected sex, oral (f & m), various positions, overstimulation, kinda dom!Reiner, sub!reader, porn with some plot.

Summary: Helping college friend Reiner, who’s cleaning his room, but it turns into a friends to lovers type beat.

Author's Note: Hello, this is how I picture a millennial Reiner if he wasn't depressed as fuck so sorry if his personality doesn't match. Hope you enjoy it! Thank you for reading <3

~ Eren’s Birdie

Song Dedication: From The Start by Laufey / Rodeo (feat. Flo Milli) by Lah Pat

“How do I look?” You turn your back to the mirror, eyes searching your friend's face for an affirmative reaction.

“Thought you were here to help me,” he mumbles, merely glancing at you for a second before getting back to folding and sorting the pile of clothes on the bed.

“I ammm,” you whine as you take off the star-shaped funky glasses, swinging it in your hand as you make your way to where three boxes are placed on the study table next to the bed, “Which pile?” 

He doesn't hear you, attention focused on the t-shirts he's sorting on the bed.

“Reiner?” 

“Oh yeah sorry… I was certain I'd lost this,” he holds his football jersey up for you to see before looking at the glasses in your hands.

“Those are Jean's,” he answers as he points to the right box. You let out an involuntary chuckle.

“What?” Reiner asks as he holds a different t-shirt up, examining it before tossing it into the box on the left.

“Nothing… weirdly enough, it seems very Jean-like to own these,” you explain.

“Didn’t know you talked to him enough to assess his personality,” you hear him mumble, still faced away from you, folding his clothes.

“Well, in 3 years of college, it's not unusual to have a few conversations with friends, is it?” You move next to him, picking up the jersey he'd placed to the side.

“He's advanced to ‘friend’ now, has he?” He teases, finally looking at you as you hold it up to your shoulders.

“Aren’t they changing the jersey next term?” You question, ignoring his comment.

He nods and you smile at him slyly, “So, can I keep this?” He rolls his eyes at you in an exaggerated manner and you take it as a yes.

You walk to the mirror, putting on the jersey over your tank top. As expected, size ‘Reiner’ is too large for you and the jersey ends just a little shy of the length of your shorts.

“Umm, this actually looks quite decent,” you speak more to yourself.

“Okay, Adam Sandler.”

You simply let out a dry ‘ha ha’ at his joke before fiddling with the hem to make the fabric drape a bit more elegantly. You look up to catch Reiner in the reflection eyeing you, only for him to look away awkwardly.

“You know he has a crush on you, right?” He speaks after the moment passes.

“Jean? Oh my! I had no idea,” your sarcastic tone manages to break out a smile on his face as he rolls his eyes at you once again.

“It's kinda easy to tell! I can’t pinpoint it, but when guys like you, they act a bit odd… it's just the vibes,” you explain.

“Hmm,” he contemplates as he clears the remaining clutter from the bed, placing it all in the ‘Jean’ box.

You move to him, peeping over his arm, “All of this is Jean's stuff?” 

“Yeah… kinda glad I'm getting a separate room. I may tolerate him as a friend, but I just don't want a roommate for final year,” he chuckles awkwardly, packing his boxes and shoving the rest of his stuff in his suitcase.

“So, when do you leave for the vacations?” You ask as you rummage through the Jean box.

“Flight’s tomorrow afternoon but I'll still have to leave for the airport by… 11-ish, I guess?”

“So you'll move your stuff to the new room after you return from home?”

“Hmm, the guy living there hasn't cleared his shit out yet.”

You fiddle with the cowboy hat you find in the box. Another moment of awkward silence. 

“Do you find him attractive too?” He asks hesitantly.

“Jean? Yeah, I've got eyes, you know; he's fucking hot obviously,” you're the only one to laugh at your joke, “...but I doubt he's my type.”

“Hmm,” he's lost in thought so you just stand there awkwardly, trying to find more interesting things in the box. Something about Reiner feels different today but you haven't been able to figure it out yet.

“If you can really tell on a hunch… is there anyone else who you think might have a crush on you?” He breaks the silence again.

“Other than you?” You tease and he laughs awkwardly, cheeks turning red.

“Stop toying with that… you came here to help me but you're doing the opposite,” he mumbles, changing the subject and taking the hat from your hands to put it back in the box.

You giggle, knowing you've successfully made him awkward. 

“Only here for moral support,” you take the hat once again, reaching your hand up to place it on his head. You bite the inside of your cheek but decide to speak anyway, “hmm… I get the appeal, you look kinda handsome.”

He gives you a crooked smile as he tips the corner of the hat down, “Do I, now?”

“You’re so used to everyone complimenting you by now… regardless, don't get all cocky about it!” you point your index finger to his chest, pushing him away playfully.

“Me? Cocky? I'm just a humble guy… What compliments? I’m completely bitchless,” he sighs.

Your fake accusatory tone turns into an almost serious one as you call his bullshit, “You got at least half the campus flirting with you, the only reason they give up is cause you don't bother pursuing them after the first date. If anything, you are far from bitchless!”

“Not half the campus…” he rolls his eyes, “...it's a lot more than that.”

You chuckle at this, “oh, so you’re aware?”

“I think if someone approaches you to sleep with them, believe it or not, they might like you,” he teases as he watches you go through the items in the box.

“Oh, so you just fuck them and leave them hanging on purpose?” you fake gasp and he moves towards you. 

“Hmm… what's the point in wasting time like that if I have no intentions of getting with them?” he asks and you cringe at his words. 

“Hey… no, I've always made my intentions clear with them, not my problem if they end up wanting more… What's with the judgy look? I don't fuck around that much,” he clarifies. You turn to look at him, only to find him eyeing the jersey.

You whisper a sarcastic ‘sure’ as he brings his arms around and it almost looks like he's about to hug you but he simply grabs your shoulders to turn you around till your back is facing him.

His fingers move your hair out of the way before gliding them over his name on the back of the jersey.

“Suits you,” he mumbles and it's barely audible. 

His fingers accidentally make contact with your nape, tickling your skin and you push his hand away as a reflex. He doesn’t say anything and it's another one of those awkward silences, making you wonder why they've been happening so many times today. 

“I'll miss you,” he says and you look at him as he moves away from you to slump down on the bed, resting on his elbows, having tidied up the entire room.

“You'll be back in about a month's time,” You reply, your cheeks feeling warmer due to such an out-of-place confession. 

“I told you you were welcome to stay at my place for the summer,” he shrugs.

“I know, but it’s the last time I'd be able to attend those workshops… and maybe try for an internship while I still have time,” you sit next to him and he sits up properly to face you.

“Do–,” he stops abruptly, his face showing he’s fighting his own thoughts, “Take care, okay? Don’t be lazy with food or miss meals. If you don’t feel like cooking, just order in.”

“Yes, mother,” you bow, giggling. He rolls his eyes again before hooking his arm around you to catch you in a headlock, but you’re quick to move out of it, escaping as you get off the bed and away from him. He simply lets out a booming laughter at you predicting his movements, shaking his head as he leans back down on his elbows.

As the laughter dies down quickly, he lets out a sigh, “Can’t believe packing took so long, I’m tired.” 

You try not to stare but you can’t help but notice how gorgeous he looks like this – the way his legs rest off the bed from knees down make his thighs look thicker than they already are, while his torso looks slender and muscular at the same time. Even when clothed, Reiner has the type of body that has you imagining what's underneath and makes you feel perverted for wanting to see him naked, imagining all kinds of dirty things.

When you look at his face, adorned with the cowboy hat, your stomach does a flip and you look down at your feet to collect your wandering thoughts, “Should I leave? You can take a nap, we’ll meet later for dinner.”

“What? No, stay,” he pats the space next to him and this time you follow him, leaning back on your elbows as well. 

You turn to look at him only to find him already smiling at you softly. When your eyes meet, you mumble ever so quietly, “I’ll miss you too.”

“I’ll be back in about a month's time,” he mimics your statement from earlier and it’s your turn to roll your eyes. He laughs and you smile at him nonetheless. 

His eyes wander down to your lips and yours follow his movement. He bites the corner of his lip briefly in thought, before mumbling a ‘fuck this.’

Your eyebrows furrow and the silence is soon replaced by the rapid beating of your heart when Reiner suddenly moves closer, almost leaning over you till your noses are only about an inch apart.

He looks into your eyes, searching for permission. You toss the hat he's wearing to the side before cupping one hand over his cheek gently. He takes it as a sign, closing the gap to kiss you hard.

Since you’re supporting your upper body on one elbow, your balance goes off when his bodyweight pushes onto yours.

This breaks the kiss and you giggle as you stumble back on the bed. Reiner straddles you, caging you under him before kissing you hastily again.

His fingers intertwine with yours as he pins your hands above your head. He shoves his tongue in your mouth and you let him. It's filthy – the way the room is quiet except for the desperate smooching sounds. 

He breaks the kiss when you're both out of breath, instead pecking your cheek before nudging his nose to your jaw and you tilt your face to the side to give him access. His lips latch to your neck and your breath hitches.

This is real, it dawns on you. This is nothing like the one time you'd shared a drunken 3am kiss with him about a year ago at a friend's party. A kiss that had directly influenced your crush on him to grow exponentially. A kiss that had been left unaddressed since both of you assumed the other would've forgotten, neither wanting to be the one to bring it up in fear of being that fool.

“You look so cute in my jersey,” his words break your thought. He bites your skin, causing you to whimper at the feeling.

“Rei– mmh– Reiner, wait,” you sigh and he stops to look at you, his grip on your hands loosening slowly. 

“Do you not want to…”

“No! I mean– I do,” you move away from under him to sit up in front of him, “What does this mean to you?”

He raises an eyebrow.

“I mean… are you just gonna fuck and forget me too?” you add bluntly.

“I'm not crazy to jeopardise my friendship with you just cause I couldn’t keep it in my pants,” he states dryly.

“Oh,” you fiddle with the hem of the jersey, recounting your next words in your head, “I… I've had a bit of a crush on you for a while actually, so I don’t want to be just another girl you sleep with and never call again.”

“Me too,” he confesses. Your head shoots up as you stare at him, perplexed. “Well, the feeling’s mutual. When we kissed back then, I thought it was only cause there was something unfinished there, you know? But now even after a year, it still hasn't faded,” he scratches the back of his neck.

You stare at him and he waits for you to speak. You clear your throat before finding a comprehensible chain of words.

“Then how come you still continued to fuck around so much when you had this massive crush on me?” you wonder out loud.

“The best way to get over someone is to get on someone,” he laughs.

“Maybe I should’ve done that too… college would’ve been more adventurous that way.”

“Well, better late than never,” he caresses your cheek. You shrug.

He pinches your cheek lightly, “But just so you know, I haven’t had sex in like five months now… it's when I realised I really liked you.”

“Oh my– five months? How are you still alive?” You tease, feigning shock. His palm covers your face as he shoves you away playfully, causing you to laugh once again.

“Then why did you never tell me about it?” you enquire again.

“Hmm?”

“Your crush… maybe we could’ve gotten together much sooner if you’d confessed,” You press further.

“I could ask you the same thing.”

Your face burns up, “I– well, you know…”

“Yes, exactly,” he adds and it makes you giggle.

“So, what changed today? How come you’re so brave all of a sudden?” you egg on.

“Because I'm selfish,” he looks into your eyes, dead serious, “and jealous… I'll be gone for like a month, I know Jean's staying back as well… didn't want to lose you to him simply cause I didn't have enough balls to tell you how I felt.”

You snort at his words and he smiles at you. You hesitantly hold his hands into yours as you feel the tension dissipate. 

“Reiner, you’re like my best friend… I know you and you know me. Be honest, am I going to regret this?”

You can sense he’s thinking carefully about what he’s going to say next. So, you wait in anticipation as your throat feels tight due to the nervousness.

“You know sex has never been that big of a deal to me… but if you want to know, yes, it’ll be different with you because I really do like you... You’re kinda adorable,” he kisses your knuckles.

When you don’t speak, he continues, “I know it’s not exactly convincing, but I hope you can tell when I'm being sincere. You can trust your best friend, right?”

You nod as you bite your lip in thought. He intertwines his fingers with yours, pulling your attention back to him, “You won’t regret it. Just give me a chance, okay?”

You smile and nod your head. He leans forward to kiss you briefly. You pull back to speak again, “It's been a while since I've done this… just letting you know.”

“Oh… we don't have to do anything today,” he reassures you, “I’m just glad everything’s out there now.”

You shake your head too eagerly, “No! I want to.”

“Okay,” his smile widens as he wraps his arms around your waist, readjusting your position with ease till you’re straddling his lap. 

Your breath hitches once again as he brushes his thumb over your bottom lip, “I would've actually combusted into flames if you'd said no.” 

You chuckle at this, shaking your head at him, resting your palms over his shoulders.

“Relax, it's just me,” he cups your face into his hands.

“That's precisely why I'm nervous,” you reply. He rolls his eyes again before pulling you into a kiss. His left hand is placed firmly on your cheek while his right hand pushes the small of back forward.

When he grinds his hips against yours, you feel how hard he already is. He pulls at your bottom lip as his left hand dips into the jersey to grope at the mound of your breast, causing you to let out a soft moan.

“Shit,” he huffs before his lips move down to your collarbone as you grind back and forth over his clothed cock. You pull away from him as you take off your jersey before hastily removing the tank top as well. 

Reiner grins at you, quick to unhook your bra and toss it to the ground before cupping your tits and squeezing them together. You hum as you tug at his t-shirt to take it off but struggle due to his arms restricting the movement. He snorts softly before pulling it off himself in one swift motion.

You run your fingers over his bare chest, feeling flustered at how perfectly sculpted his torso is. Your eyes meet and you don't shy away, wanting a reassurance of his sincerity.

“Yes?” He questions as he smiles softly, recognizing that look.

“I guess there's no going back now,” you joke awkwardly followed by a laughter that makes it even more awkward.

“Why go back when something better awaits us in the future?” He smiles as he gives you a quick peck.

“And what's that?” your fingers find their way to his nape, playing with the fade of his beautiful blonde hair.

“A boyfriend who's whipped for you, can make you happy, keep you satisfied and is also your best friend,” he states all the while tracing his index and middle finger down your collarbone to your perked nipples.

“I don't know about the last one… I doubt we're best friends,” you suck in air through your teeth as you tease him.

“Right… best-est friends then,” he smiles and you laugh at him.

“That was horrible!”

“All my blood is rushing towards a different head… don’t expect me to crack good jokes,” he grunts before abruptly pushing you down on the bed and his lips are quick to attach to your neck, causing your laughter to turn into a squeaky whimper.

Before you realise it, he’s yanked your shorts away, leaving you only in your underwear. You want to facepalm yourself when you realise you’re wearing boxer briefs – not exactly your sexiest pair of underwear. He chuckles slightly.

“What?” you challenge.

“Nothing…” he presses his lips together to suppress his grin before joking, “Didn’t know you shopped from the men’s section.”

“Ah… I forgot you’re used to pretty thongs. Sorry to disappoint, buddy,” you pat his head in an almost condescending manner.

“Not at all, I'm not that shallow… it’s what on the inside that matters,” he smirks as he hooks his fingers into the waistband before pulling the fabric off of you. You smile at his joke but quickly find yourself getting flustered at being completely naked in front of him – his gaze raking over your body making it far from easy to keep your cool.

You push him back till you’re sitting up straight, raking your nails over his torso softly. You tilt your head to kiss him, cupping his jaw as your tongue slides into his mouth before you feel his fingers dig into your hips to pull you closer. You break the kiss to look at him, blurting your words out before your bravado fades, “Take off your clothes.”

He nods before getting off the bed to slide his sweats down along with his underwear in one swift motion, letting his dick spring free. You gulp as you stare shamelessly at his glorious cock, realising why all the women he hooked up with always wanted to come back for more.

Seeing him this way made you discover two things about yourself – one, you’d been dreaming of this way more than you’d realised; two, you might’ve just developed a size kink in case you didn’t already have one before.

You shift till you're sitting on the edge of the bed, holding your hand out to him. He moves closer, his fingers combing through your hair before tucking the loose strands behind your ear.

You smile at him before your eyes break contact to instead look at his painfully hard cock, leaking with precum, waiting for you to take care of it. As you wrap your fingers around it, you feel Reiner grip your hair lightly. You lick your lips before enveloping them around his tip, sucking gently to test the waters.

When you hear him groan, you swirl your tongue around the head, making his grip on your hair tighten. Your left hand splays over the back of his thigh while your right hand moves to the bottom of his shaft that you can’t take in your mouth.

As you bob your head over his length with your hand adding to his unbridled pleasure, you feel tears forming in your eyeline when his tip hits the back of your throat a few times.

Admittedly, you try your best to keep up despite your jaw aching as his low moans fuel your desire but you let out a muffled whimper when he pushes your head closer. 

His head that was lulling back till now tilts forward to look at you as his grip on your hair loosens as he tries to steady his hips, “Shit, sorry baby.”

You shake your head slightly before pulling away from him. You murmur an ‘it’s okay’ before quickly taking him in your mouth once again. You fasten your pace, sucking him in your mouth while your hand squeezes the bottom of his length tighter. You can tell he’s close by how he twitches slightly, coupled with how his thigh muscles are flexing.

“W-where?” he huffs, voice strained. You pull away from his dick, motioning towards your tits. His eyes fixate on your chest as your hand keeps on pumping his dick and within moments, your skin is covered with his sticky white load, trickling down the valley of your breasts. You squeeze his length till his cum spurts out completely.

“Fuck… holy shit. You’re so hot,” he pants as his hand glides over your hair as if to praise you for doing a good job. You lean back on the bed, resting your weight on your arms as you smile at him lazily, too tired to speak.

Reiner bends down to grab his t-shirt from the floor before leaning over you to wipe his cum off your tits slowly but you let out a chuckle when it feels as if he’s spreading it around more than cleaning it up. 

Once he’s finished ‘cleaning up’, he tosses the t-shirt away before spreading your legs apart and getting on his knees in front of you. His hands rub over your thighs in a comforting manner as he smiles at you. You lean forward to kiss him and feel him pull you towards him till you’re sliding off the bed and onto his lap. 

His lips move down to your neck while his fingers play with your tits, causing you to moan softly. His right hand abandons your tit to move down to your core and you squirm when you feel two fingers glide your folds open, spreading the wet arousal around.

“Fuck… Reiner,” you sigh, bucking your hips forward while your fingertips rake his back. You slap a palm over your mouth when his middle and ring fingers slide into your cunt. He continues to suck and bite the skin over your collarbones, leaving tiny angry marks all over the expanse of your neck while his fingers fuck into you. He chuckles at your attempt to muffle your moans.

“Baby, you’re gonna have to be a lot quieter…” his other hand pulls yours away from your lips before gripping over your jaw, “if you don’t want anyone to hear your pretty voice.”

He kisses you fervently, shoving his tongue into your mouth to stifle your moans quite effectively, except the noise is now replaced with the wet kisses and his fingers pumping in and out of you ruthlessly.

Your nails dig into his shoulders to steady yourself as you break the kiss, your chest heaving as you look at him with a fucked out expression, lips connected with a thin string of saliva that disappears just as quickly as it forms.

“Shit… I can’t wait any longer. Please let me fuck you?” he asks as he kisses your cheek softly. You nod as you follow his action, kissing his cheek in return. His fingers pull out of you and you feel the sudden emptiness as he grabs you by your hips to help you sit up on the bed once again.

He gets up to walk to his closet. You see him rummage through it briefly before closing the door. When he turns around, you see a box of condoms in his hand. However, when he opens it, you see his face drop but you don’t have to ask him why when you see him hold up the single pack left in his hand and throw the empty box on the floor.

“And you said you don’t fuck a lot,” you joke, solely to make him laugh.

Instead he rolls his eyes at you again before defending himself, “I don’t… if I did, I’d have tons of 'em lying around, just in case.”

“Whatever you say, buddy,” you tease again as you move back to lie down fully on the mattress, “just fuck me right and all’s forgiven.”

“Bet on it,” he grins like an idiot and quickly puts the condom on before climbing on top of you. He grabs one of the spare pillows to place it under your lower back. You lift your hips up and let him readjust your position to his liking, till his knees are hooked under your thighs to keep them wide open.

“Ready?” he asks as he glides his tip over your folds to collect your slick before lining it up at your entrance.

You huff out a ‘mhmm’ as you nod your head, accompanied with a nervous giggle. He leans down to give you a quick peck before whispering against your lips, “Breathe…gonna make you feel so good.” 

As his tip pushes into your hole, you suck in a deep breath that turns into a constricted exhale when you feel him slowly push deeper into you. 

“Ahh– Rei– oh god,” Your eyebrows knit as your hands find their way to his chest, nails digging into his flesh shakily.

“Too much? Fuck– want me to stop?” he huffs, trying not to lose his composure at how your walls are fluttering around him. 

“No… please keep going,” you beg desperately as your arms hook around his shoulders. He nods and you close your eyes.

He kisses your temple as he slowly continues to push inside you, “Breathe baby, relax.”

Reiner rests his forehead against yours as his ragged breaths fan your face and you can tell he's trying his best to be gentle with you. 

“Oh god,” you sigh when he bottoms out. He shushes you as his left hand grabs both your wrists, pinning them firmly over your head. As he braces his bodyweight with his other hand, his knees push your legs further apart. He pulls out slowly before sliding back into you with an excruciatingly slow pace.

You whimper when you feel your walls hug his length tightly. He repeats this for a few more thrusts to let you adjust to his size. But truth be told, it has your patience wearing thin, wanting nothing more than to feel him rail your brains out.

“Reiner p-please,” you moan, only for him to play dumb.

“Yes?”

“Faster, please!”

“Like this?” he asks as he slows down further, enjoying the way your frustration shows on your face. He kisses the crease between your eyebrows gently and while the action makes you feel things, your sexual frustration precedes it by miles.

“Reiner, I swear to god, if you don–”

“Remember, you asked for this,” he interrupts as his grip around your wrists tightens, pulling out in one swift motion before slamming back into you. This makes you moan louder than before and you can tell he’s enjoying it a bit too much. His pace quickens as his hips slam against yours with an ungodly force. You cry his name out, mixed with lewd curses as your wrists wiggle against his hold to break free.

“Mmh– Reiner,” you cry and he leans down to kiss your forehead. You feel your tears trickle down the sides and you focus your blurry vision on his face. His eyebrows are knitted with a concentrated expression on his face. 

“That’s it– fuck… tell ‘em who’s fucking you so good, baby,” he groans before kissing your cheek and biting your earlobe. You feel a bit more aware and embarrassed at his words, tilting your head to the side to drown out your moans into his mouth. He obliges as he kisses you back, alternating between shoving his tongue down your throat in a way that has your stomach doing flips and biting your lower lip before releasing it with a pop.

His lips find their way to one of your breasts, sucking on the hardened nipple and making your back arch. You try to wriggle your wrist again before begging him, “Reiner, let me touch you, please.”

“Okay, baby, whatever you want,” he says before his teeth pull at your nipple and your brain feels foggy due to the sensation. He lets go of your wrists and as soon as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, he wraps his arm around your waist. He pulls you to him firmly as he sits up straight, still buried deep inside you as you straddle his lap. 

Straddling him like this hits much better and you find yourself clawing at his shoulders and biceps when he lifts you by your hips firmly before slamming you onto his cock with ease. Reiner’s lips are back on your neck once again as he practically uses you like his own personal fleshlight.

You moan his name with ragged breaths as your pussy flutters around his cock. He slows down, breathing getting heavier before he switches to grinding your hips back and forth. You squirm against him as you bury your face in the crook of his neck.

From this angle, you can see your face in the wall mirror. You lift your head up slightly to observe the way your bodies are moving together and your cheeks grow hot at how fucked you look, and then you look down to see the freshly formed red marks on Reiner’s shoulders – it’s nothing less than a porno, and you feel your walls clench around him.

“Shit– baby, I’m close,” he cusses as he picks up the speed once again. You close your eyes shut, wrapping your arms around his neck to steady yourself as he starts bouncing you up and down at a faster pace. His cock impales you so good, you have to fight the urge to accidentally say you love him.

His movement gets erratic as his fingers dig further into your flesh as it starts to sting ever so slightly. He bites the skin over your shoulder blade to stifle his moans when you feel his dick twitch inside you. You hear soft cusses as his movement slows down before his grip on your hips loosens and he holds you in place for a moment.

Your pussy throbs, feeling incomplete as he pulls out before gently laying you down on the mattress. He kisses your chin before sitting up to take off the condom, tying a knot around it and tossing it in the vicinity of the torn wrapper. His hands make their way around your ankles as he bends down to hook them over his shoulders.

Your breath hitches once again when his face moves closer to your core. He places a kiss on the inside of your right thigh and rubbing soft caresses over your left thigh, all the while maintaining eye contact with you.

“You’re so beautiful,” he mumbles and you lace your fingers into his hair. His fingers part your folds and you close your eyes, humming approvingly. He licks a strip up from your dripping hole to your clit, and your head falls back as you sink into the mattress.

Your whisper broken praises when he starts alternating between sucking on your puffy clit and poking his tongue into your entrance. Reiner laps at your juices relentlessly, making your legs shake. Your back arches when he adds two fingers into your entrance, his tongue solely focusing on your oversensitive clit. Your grip on his hair tightens and he hums as he continues to get you closer to your release. 

“Taste so good, babe…” he mumbles between licks before sucking on your clit. His words go to your head and you chant his name in broken moans. 

Your hips jerk off the mattress slightly as you push his head impossibly closer to your cunt, your entire body shaking as you feel your pleasure build up. He curls his fingers inside you, pumping them at a steady pace and you feel your legs twitch.

“Yesyesyes– just like that, don't stop,” you cry as you feel your pussy throb and twitch, your muscles squeezing up before your orgasm washes over you and you cum on his fingers. Reiner takes his fingers out with a big grin, generously slurping your juices up. 

“Oh god, Reiner. Stop–” You try to push his head away due to how sensitive you feel but the man between your legs doesn't budge as he licks you clean. You claw at his hair roughly and he chuckles before placing a soft kiss on your clit and finally letting go. 

Your legs fall off his shoulders limply and he gives you a satisfactory smirk. You hold your arms out for him. He moves up to rest his entire weight on top of you and you almost feel the wind knock out of your lungs due to how heavy he is.

“R-reiner… I'll die if you stay like this any longer,” you exaggerate and he laughs. He moves down till his head is resting on your stomach instead.

“Better?” he enquires and you nod your head as you caress his hair softly. You giggle when he peppers your belly with lazy kisses. He sighs in satisfaction as his hands roam all over your body with a gentle pressure, “I love this… staying with you like this.” 

“I’m going to miss you even more now,” you pat his head softly.

“Should I just tell my parents I’m staying back for an internship or some shit?” The way he speaks makes you wonder if he’s seriously considering it.

“No? They’ll see through your bullshit like always,” you state and he slumps, groaning against your stomach.

“How am I gonna handle not being so close to you for a whole damn month?” he looks up to smile at you and you smile back. You're about to reply but freeze in place when you hear someone fiddle with the door lock. Your eyes widen as you stare at Reiner.

“WAIT!” he shouts as he gets off you, hearing the door unlock but it’s too late. He quickly manages to haphazardly cover your bodies with his single blanket before Jean walks in.

The new intruder stops dead in his tracks when he sees you next to Reiner. You hold the blanket close to your chest to prevent it from slipping as Reiner sits up next to you.  

You give Jean an almost apologetic grin and he forces himself to recover quickly to avoid further embarrassment. 

He clears his throat before looking at Reiner. “You forgot to put a sock...” his words trail off as he points to the door.

“Sorry, it just happened–” Reiner rubs the back of his neck as he drags out his excuse, but before he can finish his sentence, Jean mumbles an ‘alright’ before walking out and closing the door behind him.

You sigh as you look at Reiner.

“What?” he asks as he turns to lie on his side to face you, head resting against his bicep.

“I don’t know why, I feel bad for him,” you pout as you run your fingers through his hair to flatten the messy strands.

He wraps his free arm around you to pull you closer, “Eh… he should’ve seen it coming. He knew we’d kissed.”

You look up at him in surprise, “He did?”

“‘If y'all didn’t go beyond a kiss, nothing’s gonna happen’... so no, I don’t really feel bad for him,” he shrugs.

“Reiner, you’re a meanie,” you let out a chuckle as you shake your head.

“If not wanting another dude to steal my girl is being a meanie then sure, I’ll proudly be a meanie for you,” he kisses the top of your head as his arm traces your silhouette, lowering the blanket off your body along the way.

You blush as you lean forward to give him a quick peck. He wraps his arm around your waist, turning you over till you're straddling him. You rest your head on his chest as he draws circles on your back. 

“Reiner?” you look up at him, placing your hands gently on his chest.

“Hmm?”

“I really like you,” you bite the inside of your cheek nervously. This confession feels a lot more vulnerable than the one from earlier.

“I do too,” he smiles as he takes your hand before bringing it to his lips to place a reassuring kiss on your knuckles. You giggle when he bites the skin playfully. His hand leaves yours to slide down your lower back before squeezing your butt.

“Shit– maybe I can pull out this time?” he suggests as his hand slides over to your pussy.

“No way!” you slap his chest.

“Ugh… fine… put on some clothes if you want to avoid that,” he slaps your butt, earning a yelp from you. He laughs as he wraps his arms around you tightly.

“Okay… let me go,” you try to move but he hugs you tighter.

“No, you feel so soft,” he hums as his hands move down to knead your asscheeks. You hum as you rest comfortably on top of him, tracing the muscles of his arm lazily. A few moments pass by in silence before your stomach rumbles, embarrassingly loud.

Reiner laughs, “I guess we have to get out now.”

“I’m starving,” you confess as you laugh back awkwardly.

“Good god, you’re so fucking cute,” he flips you around till he’s on top before kissing you softly. You feel his fingers wrap around your throat as his tongue invades your mouth once again. You hook your legs around his lower back and his hips grind against yours on instinct. You let out a soft moan as your arms hug his wide back, pulling him closer and he groans into the kiss.

“Don't do that… I'm trying my best to hold back,” he scolds as he breaks away from the kiss. 

You trace your index finger down his torso playfully, “Maybe we can buy another pack on our way back?”

“Okay, let’s get you some food,” he kisses you hastily before springing out of bed.

You laugh as you follow behind him before making your way to the bathroom door. He hands you his towel and you’re about to step into the bathroom but stop when he calls your name. You look back at him, puzzled.

“Wear my jersey.”

~fin~

#erensbirdie #aot x reader #attack on titan #aot smut #attack of titan #reiner smut #reiner x reader #aot x you #shingeki no kyojin #reiner braun

[eluminium]

SKIZZLEMAN WEEK LETS GOO!!!! May not have actually written and finished something for like two years BUT SKIZZLEMAN WEEK IS MORE POWERFUL THAN PROCRASTINATION!!!!

Thank you @skizzlemanweek for organizing and creating these prompts!

Prompt 1: Silent/Shout

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It had been a weirdly silent few weeks on Magic Mountain.

Well, kind of. Of course, with seven hermits nearby and many more in horse riding distance, real silence is quite a rare phenomenon. But for the residents around Magic Mountain, an uncomfortable stillness louder than expected had settled into their hearts lately. As she cleans out the bones of her latest catch, Gem remembers mentioning it to Impulse recently.

"I didn't realize how much the man talks until he was gone. And now I'm like: Oh, this is what it's like for there to be silence, actually!"

The man in question? None other than Skizzleman, of course! Who isn't dead, just on some off-server business of some kind. At least that's what he told Gem and the others before leaving.

She rolls her eyes fondly at how Scar started talking about some conspiracy theory of his where Skizz is some heaven-sent spy barely a tick after Skizz took his leave. A rant that resulted in poor Mumbo explaining to a confused Joel that Scar's comic-book hero phase last season had some lasting side effects.

She unceremoniously drops the fish bones into the river outside her new anglerfish-shaped fish shop. They hit the water with a small splash before sinking into the murkiness below. Gotta give back to the river! Otherwise, it'll get mad. That's basic fisherwoman knowledge.

When she turns to head back inside so she can put the fish on the cutting boards away, her eyes catch the faint silhouette of Skizz's pyramid in the distance. The sight of it makes the silence around her somehow more prevalent. A sigh leaves her. She misses him. She never thought that the silence he leaves behind would suck this much.

But as she heads back inside, Gem reminds herself that she won't need to miss him for long. He said he'd only be gone for a few weeks, so he's due to be back pretty soon. Then she can go back to poking him for being old or something. In fact, she can almost hear him shout an overdramatic "HEYYY!" already as she points out that-

Wait.

She quickly drops the floppy boneless salmon in the chilled chest and rushes out the door. She may have a good imagination, but it's not THAT good! She looks around rapidly until her eyes catch something. Two figures in the distance. She squints, but it doesn't really help, so she pulls out a spyglass instead.

She can't help but gasp in surprised happiness when she spots familiar feathery wings and a bright spinning halo. It's Skizz! He's back!

Of course, Impulse stands next to him, his demonic tail flapping wildly in excitement. They seem to already be caught up in a conversation. Typical them, can't leave each other alone for five seconds. Seems like the perfect time for her to come and deliver some made-with-love Gem Punches!

But just as she's about to put the spyglass down and run over, she spots a shocking change in Impulse's facial expression. The happy smile decorating his face melts in a tick into something unreadable. (Fear? Annoyance? Teasing? A mix of that and more?) Confused, Gem stops and pans the spyglass over to Skizz's face. Is he…Is he making kissy faces at Impulse-?

Before she can even process what's going on, Impulse looks in her general direction and RUNS. Full-on sprints at top speed in a manner Gem would be impressed he could do if she wasn't so caught off guard. The spyglass quickly disappears into her inventory as she watches him approach with Skizz hot on his heels.

"GEM!!! HELP!!!" Impulse shouts in a clearly overdramatic tone.

"You can't run forever Dipple Dop!!!" Skizz cackles manically.

"What are you idiots doing?!" She tries to put on a tone of playful annoyance, but her amusement leaks through like water through a hole in a boat.

"He's gonna kiss me on the cheek, Gem!!! You gotta help me!!!" Impulse squeals as he runs around in circles on the shore, skillfully dodging Skizz's attempts to grab him.

Gem can't help it. She bursts out laughing so hard it almost hurts her throat. These dudes, she swears. Obviously, if Impulse was actually uncomfortable with the situation he'd tell Skizz, and they wouldn't have a silly goose chase on her front lawn, so she feels rather justified in cackling at his supposed misfortune. And she only laughs harder when Impulse lets out various desperate noises of desperation, which are comical enough that Skizz has to stop his chase because he's laughing too hard. His hands land on his knees as he completely loses it together with Gem. Impulse giggles and stops in his tracks instead of running further, all but confirming that they're just messing around.

"Wow, Gem! I beg for your help, and you laugh at me? I thought we were friends!" He says in an overly hurt tone while crossing his arms and sniffling dramatically.

Gem opens her mouth to respond, but before a single syllable leaves her, Skizz pounces on Impulse and finally scores his victory by snagging a smooch on the man's cheek. He even manages to catch Impulse in a hug. Gem lets out something between a cheer and an "awwwwwww!" as Impulse wiggles in his best friend's grasp.

"I missed you, Dipple Dop!" Skizz says with happy sincerity as he squeezes said Dipple Dop.

"Missed ya too buddy" Impulse responds, sounding like he's getting all air wrung out of him. He pats Skizz on the back. Skizz, in turn, lets him go and turns his eyes to Gem, still standing in the mouth of her anglerfish. He wastes no time jumping into the river, splashing water everywhere, and then swimming over to her.

"And I missed you too, Gemstone!" He cheers as she helps him up onto the solid (?) ground.

Gem can't help but smile as she tackles him for a hug of her own. As his sturdy and comfy arms wrap around her she feels, more than hears, how the hush around Magic Mountain fades away as one of its seven lively mountaineers has come home once again.

#skizzleman #hermitcraft #skizz week 1 #skizz week #my writing #impulsesv #geminitay #hermitfic #ARE YOU SURPRISED??? #BECAUSE I SURE AM #HAVN'T POSTED ANY WRITING IN SO LONG BUT SKIZZ WEEK GOT ME IN A TRANCE #do people even remember that i write

[its-a-show-stoppin-number]

The AFC Richmond boys at the beginning of season three:

Dani: God, Trent Crimm is so scary. You were right

Roy: We have to talk about the things he could use to pull us apart

O’Brien: Okay, erm, I have been banned for my lifetime from Lake Ontario. Don't ask

Isaac: Okay. What else do you have?

Jan: My fear of pears

Everyone else:

Isaac: Okay, you're afraid of pears

Jan: And pear-shaped people

Isaac: Uh, that’s interesting

Jamie: I'm not convinced I know how to read, I’ve just memorized a lot of words

Colin: The doctors say I might grow another 18 inches

Isaac: That's a different image of you. I'm gonna get past that. I'm past it

Bumbercatch: The moon landing…which is obviously fake—

Isaac: No, it's not obviously fake. What? Are you crazy?!

Bumbercatch: The moon landing’s definitely fake by the way. The shadows are off!

Roy: No, they’re not!

Bumbercatch: Uh, yes they are, I looked at photos on the internet

Sam trying to calm everyone down: Bumbercatch, that’s—

Bumbercatch: The shadows are off!

Isaac: The shadows are not off! Those photos are photoshopped—

Bumbercatch: That’s not true!

Roy: People do that as a joke to trick stupid people!

Bumbercatch, sarcastically: Oh, yeah, you can just photoshop stuff—

Dani: Wait a minute… He’s doing it already, he’s getting in our heads!

Jamie: Unbelievable, good call

Isaac: Okay, this is good. Let’s keep going

Roy: I totally agree, okay

Richard: I’m definitely sexually attracted to ladybugs

Isaac: …Okay

Dixon: I’m weirdly good at volleyball

Colin: I believe horses are from outer space

Will: I believe that too!

#ted lasso #ted lasso apple tv #ted lasso incorrect quotes #source: new girl #trent crimm #dani rojas #roy kent #tom o’brien #isaac mcadoo #jan maas #jamie tartt #colin hughes #moe bumbercatch #sam obisanya #richard montlaur #arlo dixon #will kitman #will the kitman

[lucerocosplay]

Shohki Mask Cover

construction notes & photos under the cut

This has been a long time coming! I'm glad she's a costume I can work a mask into without it breaking the design of the character. I feel like people would be less inclined to ask that you remove it for photos this way ^^;

I went with a very thin cotton gauze fabric (#9 "coffee" if you're wondering), think a slightly thicker cheese cloth. It's very breathable as a single layer and seemed the best choice for an N95 cover. The shape was really only achievable with this fabric because of the shape of my mask underneath, and some strategically placed 1/2" wide horsehair braid tubing from the dollar tree. I usually stock up around halloween but they stock around christmas too!

Process is very straight forward, just traced my mask on the fold and made some rough adjustments for a card stock mock up. I like 90-110 lbs for this sort of thing but construction paper can work in a pinch too. Cut that out and fit to my face, tweaked the placement on the nose bridge and added a 1/4" allowance for bias tape/facing, and appropriate allowance for flat felled seams.

The ear tab was extended to cover the mask underneath, and included allowance for support fabric (denim scrap in my case) to support two eyelets intended to thread the elastic of my mask through. Then it was just patterning out the rest of the mask elements and making note of seam allowance and how to cut each piece. I trimmed the tape holding together the card stock mask apart and finally got to cutting out the fabric once that was done.

There isn't anything fancy going on, the hardest part was just the inset mesh panel over the weirdly shaped keyhole cut outs on the mouth piece. It's just black nylon mesh typically used for interfacing bras sewn on after making the keyholes.

This fabric is like if toilet paper were a textile, which is great for breatheability and weight but absolutely hell for machine work like this. It's not for a competition so for me, hiding messy stitching with weathering later was ok.

The portion of the mask running from the underside of each ear tab was finished with homemade bias tape. The same method was used for finishing the top portion that runs over the bridge of my nose. The ends were simply folded and sewn down at the ear tabs for a clean finish.

The side "filters" have an extra 1/2" long extension so I can tack in the ends of some horse hair tubing, then double fold the fabric back into itself before hand tacking with tiny stitches from the outside. That helps the light fabric balloon out into that shape, along with another layer of that same mesh interfacing.

They are really fun actually, very floppy with great movement. Though they stick out a tad too much so I did add one small french tack to the center of each to help them point downwards but retain that movement. The "filter" took the most hand finishing out of the whole thing, but that was to be expected.

Once the little side "filters" were sewn in, there was just light weathering to do. I wanted to add some shadows and potential "mold spores" to certain areas to really make the texture pop and hide some messy stitching. Light passes with a dry brush and some acrylic helped a lot, so did referencing photos of mold growth on clothes.

It was a pass of burnt sienna along all seams and large patches where high humidity would accumulate. Then another lighter pass of burnt umber to deepen up areas, and some very sparse areas of white. Finally I wanted to give it the "blue cheese special" and mixed a little viridian green and that same white and hit the white areas first then dry brushed the spaces between mold patches. I'm trying to replicate active mold colonies so reference photos came in handy here. I also used some nail polish to match the grommets to fabric.

Maybe when I am not crunched for time I will get around to digitizing the pattern, but for now I hope the photos help anyone else trying to plan out a mask. Obviously the shape will change a lot depending on the sort of fabric and mask you have on under it, not to mention face shape. I would imagine bifolds would give you more her classic feed bag profile than an origami style mask, however.

#my cosplay #cosplay wip #nausicaa #nausicaa of the valley of the wind #ghibli cosplay

[melancholicsimmer]

200 FOLLOWERS GIFT: SIM DUMP, HORSE RANCH EDITION!

first of all, i want to thank you all for following me and/or sticking me with me when i remade a few weeks ago, it means the world! i've been having a lot of fun with the new horse ranch expansion pack, weirdly enough, and so i thought i'd share some of the sims i made since the pack came out! i tried to keep it as "vanilla" as possible, but i couldn't help but use a few pieces of cc here and there. only some cc is included, everything else is linked below!

T.O.U: don’t re-upload &/or claim as your own ! you can change their names, hair, outfits, traits & aspirations but i ask that you do not modify their body types, skintones & pronouns. tag me if you ever use them in your game, i would love to see what you do with them !  & don’t hesitate to message me if you encounter any issues downloading &/or if i’ve missed anything !

DOWNLOAD (AD FREE): MEDIAFIRE

CC CREDITS (A HUGE THANK YOU TO):

NOT INCLUDED

@aladdin-the-simmer: sasha hair from the elegant set

@buglaur : dathúil skinblend.

@crypticsim: pluto gloss from the avalanche collection

@greenllamas: beard

@taaitt x @ughwhatevermom : lipgloss from their Psychedelic Punk Collection.

@lemon-sims4: neck thickness slider

@ladysimmer: tropical lip gloss from the fruitz collection

@merci: rayne earrings

@northernsiberiawinds: lips presets n42 ; n44 ; n20-29 : n30-32

@thepeachyfaerie: facepaint ; blush

@simcelebrity00: arya hairstyle

@klodas: highlighter blusher

@johnnysimmer: steven hair

@luumia: ear up down slider ; face asymmetry slider ; hands sliders ; hip shape slider ; neck height slider

@ms-marysims: male lip preset n2

@msblue : skintone set v3

@narci-cism: better male body sliders

@pirumxsim: head shape / temple length slider

@pixelsimdreams : eyeliner and freckles from the shy face set

@sammi-xox: dandelion lips preset

INCLUDED

@marsosims ; @obscurus-sims ; @bloodmooncc ; @magic-bot ; @dallasgirl79 ; @simbience ; @akalukery ; @radeu ; @cmarnyc ; @evoxyr ; @miikocc ; @simstrouble ; @twisted-cat ; @vibrantpixels

#sim dump #followers gift #simblr #ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 #sim download #show us your sims

[delopsia]

deeeeeel 💓💐💓 can you elaborate more on robby and reader’s reaction to rhett having so much odd shit on him? (aka rhett being the human embodiment of the bottom of a purse) 👛💕

hiiiii 💐🌼💖:D In reference to this ramble.

It's never been much of a secret that Rhett just winds up with odd things in his pockets, but it took them so long to notice? 😭

The signs were all there. Bobby's got a distinct memory of when they were all sitting in the back of Rhett's truck the night they met, and Rhett was fiddling with a stray screw he'd found in the gravel. The Reader still remembers watching him spend half a day walking around with a plastic McDonalds fork, didn't realize he even had it in hand until someone brought it up.

For a number of video calls, they both remember Rhett toying with various objects; a fidget spinner that Amy left in his room, a broken spur, a paperclip, and more beer caps than anyone can count. But it wasn't until they started living together and, more specifically began doing each others laundry, that anyone realized the extent of it.

It's hard to forget that first time Bobby called everyone into the laundry room and pointed at the array of trinkets in the bottom of the washer. Who had the five dollar bill?? Which of you had the tic tacs? And why are there three nickels, a Wabang diner gift card, a mild Taco Bell sauce packet, an oddly shaped stone and a small, squishy horse?

To be fair, the five dollar bill and the nickels belonged to the Reader, but the rest of that was all stashed in Rhett's bottomless pockets. The washing machine is like a lottery, you never know what the hell you're gonna find in there.

Bobby thinks its the funniest damn thing; sometimes he'll be needing something hyper-specific, like a very tiny screw for his glasses, and the first person he asks is Rhett. Weirdly, Rhett did have a screw. In fact, he'd found it on the floor after it jumped out of Bob's glasses, and pocketed the darn thing. The Reader was muttering about not having a bill small enough for the vending machine, and whaddaya know, Rhett had some in his front pocket.

It's the household joke; don't go to the store and buy something specific, before you go and ask Rhett 😭 sometimes if they're stuck waiting somewhere, like at a busy restaurant, Reader and Bobby will take guesses of what Rhett might be carrying on him 👛🌼

#milesmillergf #delgato's asks #robert bob floyd #rhett abbott #bob floyd x reader x rhett abbott

[tvojemamanaentou]

TMAGP EP7 and TMA spoilers!

Heya everyone! So, while listening to the Magnus Protocol episode 7., one cannot but wonder what all of the little things mean because trust me, there is plenty to Dissect.

In this post i would like to focus specifically on the contents that were brought into the building in the recounting of happenings kindly provided to us.

What the weird people bring inside includes:

Plant in a pot shaped like a shouting skull

Bear skin

Chandelier of dark glass

Oversized gramophone and records with religious praying songs

Crudely carved rocking horse

Old grandfather clock leaking dark fluid

Vandalised set of Encyclopedia Britannica

Abstract canvas artworks

Pair of soiled crinoline dresses

Chaise lounge with cushions full of sand

Taxidermy vulture

Rusty antique printing press

Recently used medical equipment

Leather kite

Weirdly curved telescope

Wheelbarrow of shifting fossils

Armful of swords

Lengths of rope

Bathtub full of mouldy food

Stack of old dental retainers

A brace of half-butchered pheasants (a brace is a unit of measurement)

Jars with pickled hands

Ancient diving suit full of sawdust

Picnic hamper full of china

Imperial coins

🔥🔥 F I R E 🔥🔥

(Hilltop road itself???)

(Security guy???)

And I know we are not supposed to analyse TMAGP through the lense of TMA, but please, indulge me for a minute. Let's try and look which fear could use each of these items.

The Eye

Encyclopedias

Curved telescope

The Spiral

Abstract paintings

Shifting fossils

The Flesh

Jar of hamds :3

Stack of dentures

The Lonely

Chaise lounge (sand->lonely beach)

rocking horse (incredibly lonely toy)

The Vast

Diving suit

Kite

The Dark

Chandelier

Gramophone? (Callback to the cult of desacrated host)

The End

Clock

Antique printing press (It's old and rusty?)

The Desolation

The fire?!?? duh?

China hamper (she stepped on it and destroyed it)

The Slaughter

Bunch of swords

Medical equipment

The Hunt

Pheasants

(Security guy???)

The Corruption

Tub of rot

Dresses (They are soiled)

The Stranger

Bear skin

Vulture taxidermy

The Buried

Skull pot

Imperial coins (She literally got buried in them)

The Web

The lengths of rope

(Hilltop itself???)

I personally find it to be very convenient that all of these would be so neatly divided into groups of two, with very distinct fear allocations, with only a few such as the gramophone necessitating a bit of a leap in reasoning.

Few more notes

Hilltop road could probably be counted as the web as it is the hole in spacetime on which the mother of puppets resided but also through which the fears got pulled through/out

All for a good cause? Such as bringing on the apocalypse??? It is a good thing that need more than just to have a bunch of stuff in one place for that.

That boss of hers taking a vacay for who knows how long, who knows where? Very Gertrude-coded

The new girl in the OIAR definitely knows something... very specific questions she asked

#tma spoilers #tmagp 7 #tmagp spoilers #tmagp #Thank you to my dear friend M. for being my brainstorm buddy #the magnus protocol

[oh-shtars]

A little detail I think would be nice for you all to know.

@signed-sapphire, I think I’ve seen your post answering my question about Cielo’s shapeshifting abilities but I can’t find that anymore? So basically Cielo can only shapeshift into animals right?

Well for Sueño’s case, he can shapeshift into animals AND people as well. He can shift into anything he wants really. But the thing is, it’s more like COPYING the appearance rather than instantly shifting into one form. He can make his limbs longer, stretch, shrink or do whatever.

(Think of this deleted scene of Starboy fixing his horse eyes and then sprouting like 3 extra pairs of horse legs to run faster)

He’s going to have to familiarise the form of a certain living thing to really look like it. Stars can choose their form to whatever they want. All they have to do is rearrange the stardust they are made of. They can be any of all sorts of wacky shapes and sizes that they are comfortable with.

I got inspiration from the many Star brainstorm ideas that were shared with us. Stars in my AU can take on any sort of form they want in their plane of reality.

(Geee, I wonder why Sueño’s main chosen form is a human, huh? Could it be that he used to admire humans from afar only to have that fantasy crushed and shattered into a billion pieces once he’s exposed to how cruel they could actually be?)

Yeah, no. It’s definitely only because he’s undercover and wants to look as ‘human’ as possible to avoid attention. No other reason-

So as an example here, Sueño can’t just easily change form just like that. In this little comic, he forgot the deer ears in his new form and had to poof them in.

Since he’s unfamiliar with most things in the human world, Sueño tends to get details of his forms wrong. When he wants to disguise himself as someone else, he needs to be highly familiar with all their features or it wouldn’t look exactly the same.

Example:

His bunny ears might be too long or too short. Maybe there’s extra limbs that shouldn’t be there. Wrong size or weirdly shaped horns or antlers. The hair might be too dark, too light, too straight or wavy. Eye colour might be wrong. You know what I mean?

To spot him out, you can either look for these inaccurate little details or just look for a star-shape somewhere. There always has to be one hidden in his many forms.

#disney wish #wish au #reach for the stars au #wish rewrite #rfts au #wish 2023 #wish starboy #wish star

[powdermelonkeg]

Tears of the Kingdom: The Final Analysis

Part 4

Part 3 here

Up next we have Link leaping into a ball of water sort of thing.

First off, the green in this pedestal looks much more vibrant than the other Zonai glows we've seen so far. It could be lighting, but I think it's more indicative of something that can be activated or deactivated at will.

The water seems to coalesce around this central core thing, which seems to vary in size as they're approached:

Then there's what looks like a splotch of malice over here:

Which might mean the sky isles aren't as safe from Ganon as they appear.

Then we have this weirdly shaped shadow. Is this a person? A mentor for Link as he runs through a training course? A weirdly-shaped tree?

Link dives through a laser-filled pit, with Zonai lights framing the edges of it.

Then he spreads his wings.

For some reason, he has a wingsuit; we know he has a paraglider and can dive as needed, so maybe this indicates that the paraglider will be unavailable at some point?

Also, those lasers go down a long, long way. This might be a passage to the underground.

Next, we have this giant gatchapon thing.

Collectable quest or dungeon mechanic? It's huge, so it must be important, at least.

The wheel has Zonai script on it, and I believe these do translate into actual letters. We'll likely get a key to them shortly after TotK releases, just like the Sheikah text.

Also, there's something just over here that looks differently shaded to the rest of the platform. It's likely movable; possibly a loose piece for Ultrahand.

Link glides through a gap that looks like the Lomei Labyrinths. The only odd thing I can really pick out here is the blue sparks; they're persistent throughout this clip, like an ambient effect. So this location is isolated somewhere. Maybe the inside of one of the generator shrine things.

Link rides his horse through the Fort Hateno battlefield.

This is definitely of Zonai make, but it doesn't seem to have any special effects when it's swung. It's probably just a base set, like the Gerudo Scimitar or the Forest Dweller's Sword.

Hateno townsfolk are fighting off monsters over here; whether this is a scripted event or a recurring one is impossible to tell.

There's also a guy with what appears to be a soldier's helmet just standing there doing nothing. Funny at first glance, but it might also mean these guys need too be ordered around.

Here, we have a better view of the new battle scene.

Hello, sir, what fine horns you have.

Then we have the only Sheikah reference in this entire thing, which means that somewhere, somehow, it is still possible to access.

This is the translation of it, by the way. Is this inside a tower? Does the tower connect the surface to the underground?

This guy. What is he.

Clearly a Zonai, right? But what is he?

He's got some kind of snout with a horn at the end, and gold-edged feathers along his cheeks. His eye shape reminds me of the Rito. A predecessor, to confuse Rito heritage even further?

Ears with tassels on them that blend into his hair. Are they furred, or is it a style?

Gold-tipped horns, and a closed third eye. Notably, a third eye with three spiked lashes. Pair that with the tear facepaint under his open eyes:

And it looks really familiar.

On either side of him, we have blurred shapes that look to be other members of his tribe.

And that's a very Rito-like foot, with a glowing ball of light attached to it.

But what worries me about this scene are the sparks.

Malice-like fragments everywhere, like during a blood moon, while these guys aren't moving. Are they corrupted? Are they standing at the ready during a battle?

I'm out of picture space again, so look out for Part 5!

Edit: Part 5 is up!

#loz #zelda #totk #breakdown #analysis #long post

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colin should 'suffer' for penelope

aka: 5 short reasons why wanting colin to 'suffer' or 'grovel' or whatever other bullshit this fandom keeps pulling is stupid and makes no sense and should have been buried ages ago, how is this still a thing?

1: it sets a terrible and unhealthy dynamic between an endgame couple

especially considering Polin's motif is that of a mirror, if Colin is expected to grovel or suffer for Penelope's affection and forgiveness, it only stands to reason that Penelope then, too, would have to reciprocate. how Penelope treats Colin's ills is setting the precedent for how he's expected to handle her own against him, of which there are many. giving him the cold shoulder, holding what he said over his head and rubbing it in his face, potentially not even explaining why she's upset at him: these are not signs of a mature woman ready for a marriage to ANYONE

2: Colin's slights against Penelope are considerably less harmful than Penelope's against Colin's and it makes no narrative sense for her to be on her high horse about it

'he ruined her prospects' 'he talked about her behind her back' 'he laughed at her' (we don't even know if that one's true, frankly speaking)

but Penelope did the exact same to him and she did so first. Please remember that Penelope is the reason Colin and Marina broke up, and it was her express goal the entire time. Penelope humiliated Colin and Marina both by exposing them publicly (not to mention rubbed the salt into the wound for days afterward). Penelope didn't even think about Colin's feelings because she tried to confess her crush on him immediately after his engagement went poof. Penelope holding Colin accountable for what he said without herself recognizing the ways in which she's hurt him, too, makes her out to be a hella hypocrite

3: it's weirdly catholic on main?

love isn't about suffering points or penance or guilt and i'm tired of Christianity pervading every damn thing. sorry not sorry, some of us want an actually fulfilling love story

4: y'all are just mad Colin didn't love Penelope back from jump and it's a revenge fantasy

which, fine, that's what fanfic is for, but it's OOC, y'all are aware of that, right? because if he DID want her from the start, we all know that it wouldn't be Polin? why are you shipping a friends to lovers ship if you INSIST that the friends to lovers dynamic is less than? guess what? unreciprocated love is kind of part of the deal. you don't hold a grudge against your friend for not loving you back immediately. Colin shows he cares about Penelope in SO MANY WAYS that somehow are completely invalidated because it isn't meant to be romantic? imma say it: fuck you if you think that way. friendships are important and beautiful and deep and fulfilling with or without romance. Colin sticking his neck out for Penelope to help her family from Jack's scheme? an act of love. Colin sending Penelope letters after her father passed? act of love. Colin telling Penelope she's 'really very good' and holding her hand in appreciation of her coming to talk to him? act of love. if you think those acts of love mean nothing just because he isn't fucking her seven ways to sunday, maybe analyze your own viewpoint of relationships and ship Pen w/ some random stranger who makes heart eyes at her tits from jump

5: it makes Penelope an asshole to her own long term partner

dude, if a friend of mine insisted I crawl on hands and knees to determine whether they want me back in their lives, i don't want to be around that person? so many of these narratives make Penelope a straight up terrible person. if you want your partner to suffer? you probably don't actually like them very much, but Polin is narratively MEANT to be the couple that likes AND loves one another. be real, if your friend ghosted you for months, gave you the cold shoulder when you tried to talk again, treated you like shit (you can't argue that him 'suffering' isn't treating him like shit in some way shape or form) as you tried to apologize, and then you find out that she was the reason you and your ex broke up and she wrote straight up nasty things about your family for YEARS, you would want absolutely nothing to do with that friend. why should Colin be expected to be any different? do these two not deserve a lovely love story built on love and affection and trust and honesty? a healthy happy relationship in which they see one another and appreciate one another for all they are? no? so why do you ship them?

+1: it's oversaturated in this fandom

polin is a fantastic ship. how is THIS their main trope?

find a new fucking idea, PLEASE

#polin #penelope featherington #colin bridgerton #dude i have so many more #it's OOC for both of them #it strips colin of his character (and let's be real this fandom has proven they don't give a shit about him anyway) #it continues to open the door for weird crack and sideships this fandom is strangely obsessed with #why is it weird that when i say i ship Polin i mean i ship POLIN #like. . .exclusively. as my otp. i don't give a SHIT about your dumb pen/oc or whatever bullshit crackship y'all pulled out your arses #it's BORING #there are at least five other people ahead of colin who should be apologizing for their actions to their love interest #like. . .you do realize one them literally almost married his wife's sister yes???? #what exactly does colin have to 'grovel' for? #'oh the groveling gentleman is a popular trope and colin and penelope are a good match for it' #when anthony is RIGHT THERE???? #on a meta level it's been noticed for ages that polin doesn't have any or very little love for Colin #there are other ships that step to BAT for their couples and we're here constantly shitting on half our OTP #you don't have to put down one half of your ship to make the other half desirable #they literally live a love story #OBVIOUSLY he's gonna make her feel desirable #without having to be treated poorly whilst doing so #could i just shut up about this dumb trope? maybe so #but i am first and foremost: a hater

[checkoutmybookshelf]

EXCUSE ME, That Is My Emotional Support Bodyguard

If Artemis Fowl was originally planned as a trilogy (and I have no idea, I was literally too emotionally distraught from rereading this book to Google that), then this book is a really lovely ending. It's also just a massive emotional roller coaster, especially for a middle-grade series! Let's talk Artemis Fowl: The Eternity Code.

*Spoilers Below the Break. Be Warned*

This book could honestly also be titled Artemis Fowl: American Businessmen are Scum and I Will Personally Make them Pay, because one of the very, very few flat-out mistakes we see Artemis make occurs in the opening chapters of this book. Our boy attempts to extort American businessman Jon Spiro into paying him an exorbitant fee to keep his C-Cube (a peice of tech that integrates fairy technology to make literally everything else on the planet obsolete, with the added bonus that if anyone looks too hard at it, the fairy world could be exposed) off the market.

Butler--bless his bodyguard heart--spends this entire meeting with his instincts screaming "Something is seriously wrong," but Artemis is so damn sure that he has the high ground that he ignores a couple of fairly blatant red flags to bait the already pissed-off businessman. And then, of course, the angry American does the most predictably fucking American thing in the world and pulls a gun.

And Butler does his job. This man who we have grown to love through two books literally stands in front of the bullet and makes sure that Artemis is safe before literally using his dying breath to tell Artemis his name before dying in his principle's arms.

Guys, gals, and nonbinary pals: This scene is DEVASTATING.

We are intimately tangled up in the moment, with Artemis and Butler's reactions. As someone who has had life-threatening medical emergencies, Butler's calm in the moment is totally understandable, but when I read this book for the first time, that calm was scarier than him panicking would have been. Artemis is a normal human boy with normal human boy emotions in this scene, and because he is so rarely that in these books, that is perhaps more devastating than if he had also been calm in the scene. Basically, if this death scene hadn't been reversed in later chapters, it would be #1 on my list of book death scenes that scarred me for life.

But Artemis being Artemis, he finds his criminal mastermind instincts and stuffs Butler's body in a fish freezer, gets help from a professional cryogenicist, and then gets Holly on the line to pull off a hail-Mary four-minute healing. And the best part is that there are actual consequences. The healing takes about a decade off of Butler's life, and because some kevlar fibers got caught up in the wound, his breathing is less free than it was before. But the important thing is that Butler. Is. Alive.

Then, of course, Artemis has to come clean to the fairies that he came within a hair's breadth of exposing their entire civilization to humans and that he has left the door unlocked and cracked open for Jon Spiro to expose them. This is, of course, wholly beyond the pale, so the Council authorizes them fairy help to retrieve the cube, but for a price: All the humans involved get mind-wiped after the cube is successfully retrieved. Artemis agrees, because this kid has eaten enough humble pie today to kill a large horse.

Butler, despite being alive, is not in any shape to go heisting, so Juliet and Mulch Diggums round out the heist team. Jon Spiro is rich, paranoid, and quite frankly evil, so this heist is a CHALLENGE, but ultimately they do end up succeeding, and Artemis, Butler, and Juliet submit to mind wipes. That scene is weirdly touching, but it is not without the caveat that allowed the series to continue beyond book three: They're wearing mirrored contact lenses to beat the mesmer, and Artemis slips Mulch a computer disc full of files that will spark enough memories to reverse the mind wipe.

This isn't my favorite Artemis Fowl book by any stretch of the imagination, but it's arguably the best heist in the series and the scenework and the development of Artemis's character is strong as hell. Plus, watching Jon Spiro spiral into a hell that is largely of his own making after he had Butler shot was deeply satisfying.

#eoin colfer #artemis fowl #artemis fowl the eternity code #domovoi butler #holly short #juliet butler #mulch diggums #middle grade fantasy #middle grade books #middle grade fiction #books & libraries #books and reading #books and novels #book recommendations #books

[bacchus90-toybox]

Nøkken the Hippocampus, M/S. Orochi's Signature.

A fun addition to the stable!

Ugh. This is a bit of an impulse buy the day Nøkken was officially announced. I couldn't pass up on the promotional teenie-weenie offer... I actually ended up purchasing three Nøkkens (?) -- M/S, M/S with CT, and L/S. Among all three, this has to be my favourite. Wouldn't you agree that Orochi's Signature on this water horse thing looks good?

ALSO. I love adding new ones to the ever-growing stable.

I'm not sure where to begin with this toy, so I'll just say I enjoy it. I'm not just saying it, though. Beyond fidgeting around to slip it in, I quite enjoyed it. The head is rounded, and it makes initial insertion a bit of an annoyance. I recommend lubing up just the bulbous head and gripping it just under the glans to insert. Of course, YMMV -- I only use my toys anally as it's the apparatus I have. Lol. It took a couple of minutes to finally insert it, but once it was in, it wasn't going anywhere. The head's shaped in a way that past the glans, my orifice just wanted to close up on it.

Have you ever thought about getting fucked by a waffle maker? I guess this is as close as it gets... That's the texture this feels like, and while I'm not obsessed, there's something very exciting about feeling the boxy texture rubbing against my skin. It didn't hurt, and it certainly wasn't uncomfortable, at least in the firmness that I got Nøkken in. I lingered a little more because despite looking like a kitchen appliance, I found pleasure in it. I'm sorry if you can't look at waffle makers the same way again.

Like any other horse, he has a medial ring. I find that of all the horses I've tried, this was the most challenging. It's at an angle, and the slope just made for a weird sensation. I hadn't meant to do any depth play the day I tried him, but once the sloped girth popped in, I could feel myself inching in with ease. The soft firmness helped it settle, and once at the base, I was very much content.

After my kerfuffle, my mind wandered to... not waffles (close -- pancakes).

Final rating: A

Pros: Exciting texture. Soft and easy to use. Great for depth play; plenty filling.

Cons: A bit of grappling before any fun. Weirdly-sloped medial ring. Or you know, maybe my body's just wrong.

Tired of the usual horse? Give this water horse a try! Splash!

#bad dragon #fantasy toys

[boytumms]

Centaur preg: where is babby formed? Like, is it formed in the human torso or the horse torso or both? If it's in the human torso the labor will be way longer and will have to pass through so much more areas. Centaur is struggling for days to deliver their two (or more) babies, the first is super painful bc horse body and has to be pulled out. The second is smaller and more humanoid but has to pass through so much, it's way longer and very painful.

I absolutely love centaur preg because of how weirdly shaped the babies must be and how hard it would be to give birth. Also the whole two womb idea where they can have one baby in their human half and one in their horse half, possibly in different stages at the same time

#ask #anonymous #mpreg #belly kink