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#this ones going to be KINKY
bamababygirl7 · 1 year
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theonemajesty · 5 months
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episode 579:
“i’ll cut you, you kinky cook!”
and uh. how would you know sanji is kinky, zoro?
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threadsun · 3 months
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Blehhhhh my interest in sdj is pretty much entirely gone at this point. I'm gonna step back from snaccpop stuff and move toward writing more OC stuff and possibly stuff from other fandoms I'm into for a while and see if it comes back.
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johnnys-green-pen · 2 months
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Non-canon ship/crackship ask game: Johnny Gage and Kel Brackett.
Oh lordy.
Potentially a disaster, definitely interesting and vastly underrated; I've read fic about that before, but it was always just PWP, which doesn't live up to the ship's full potential if you ask me.
Anyway.
Johnny and Brackett are pretty similar in a lot of ways (frequently a bit abrasive towards people they don't like or trust, insanely dedicated, clever, prone to getting emotionally involved when they shouldn't, idealistic), but from vastly different backgrounds - and I think Johnny's gonna be a lot more aware of that than Kel.
So there's the obvious - the difference in power and influence and just sheer standard of living that's probably going to be a massively sore spot for Johnny, and Brackett's gonna put his foot in it. Repeatedly. Badly.
Badly enough to sustain several slow-burn will-they-or-won't-they fics if someone feels like it.
Beyond that, I feel like they'd either take great joy in mercilessly ribbing each other, particularly for things they themselves also do (it's the hypocrisy that makes it fun - and makes Dix and Joe roll their eyes so hard it's a wonder they haven't sprained anything yet), or there'd be ample quiet, comforting moments, commiserating about patients and the stupidity of the general public, and the injustice of who lives and dies and the senselessness of it all. Probably both, in turn.
Probably a lot of severely awkward dates, too, as they kind of adjust to each other's standards. Lots of angst on Johnny's side about how do you date a very influential doctor without screwing it up, even before potentially getting into the whole, yknow, 1970's gay ship aspect of it all (especially since I love to ignore THAT whole mess), and Brackett really not seeing the problem or understanding the fuss.
Get them both onto the same page about something though, and it suddenly becomes very clear why they're dating.
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chronicowboy · 9 months
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fuck it friday!
tagged by @alyxmastershipper <333 i hate you for all the wound cleaning extracts, i feel like an exposed nerve
okay not actively writing any buddie right now, doing my goddamn best to write my original stuff (😭😭😭😭😭) but you can have some of my favourite ideas from my buddie au letterboxd list. most of these aren't really aus so much as loosely based on's but hey.
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tagging my usual babes @diazass @try-set-me-on-fire @shitouttabuck and @butchdiaz (bc i'm greedy and i want more fleabag au and dog buck fic but no pressure obviously <3)
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alicent-archive · 4 months
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Viserys, Otto, Lyonel, and Daemon had the situationship of all time let me tell you.
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laundrybiscuits · 5 months
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Hey hey adoring battleship move incoming, so how about: 16 for that Spotify prompt? Hope life (the move? There was talk about a move I think?) Is treating you well!
can you tell I’ve been posing / this way alone for hours / waiting for your affection / waiting for you
Steve had still been feeling pretty stupid until maybe five or ten minutes ago. He’s not sure exactly what happened, but something had shifted right around the time he’d realized it was too late to get everything untied and put away before Eddie was due back. Even if he changes his mind right now, he won’t have enough time to hide the evidence. There’s no backing out of this anymore.
It’s not his usual kind of thing. None of this is. He doesn’t do any of this, normally.
But someone had donated a bag of VHS tapes to the library, and Steve got assigned to go through them, and there had been one—
It hadn’t looked that difficult, and he’d told himself he was just curious. He’s always been good with his hands, so how tough could some knots be? 
Pretty tough, as it turns out, but manageable. He works through the basic ties pretty quickly, and he’s still flexible enough to do a lot of it himself, even though the video is very clearly meant for someone to do on someone else. 
The idea is…not unappealing. As he works through securing his ankles in a messy double-column tie, it’s easy to start thinking about what it might be like to loop the rope around someone’s wrists and pull it snug. Yeah, he could see why people might like that kind of thing. It takes a lot of trust, right? There’s no way to laugh it off, when someone hands you that kind of control. It’d be exactly like saying I can take it, I want to take it. Whatever you want to give me. 
And that’s when he gets the idea.
It takes a little more preparation and a shopping trip, because he can already tell that the random stuff he’s been using to try different knots isn’t going to be comfortable enough for what he’s planning. Plus, he likes the idea of getting something that’ll look good on his skin. Something that makes people want to touch.
By this point, he’s stopped pretending that this is anything other than what it is: a hail-mary, last-ditch attempt to get Eddie Munson’s hands on him again. 
He doesn’t try for anything too advanced, just the easiest harness on the tape and a frog tie holding his legs into a kneeling position. He practices the whole thing all together a couple times and it seems to go okay. He wastes some rope early on when he fucks up a knot so bad he has to shuffle all the way to the kitchen and grab some scissors to cut it, but it’s fine, he’d bought enough silky blue rope to tie a dozen harnesses at once. It had been way too expensive for freaking rope, but it had looked so much better than the hemp that he’d handed over the cash without a second thought. 
He doesn’t try cuffs or a collar. It’s not—the cuffs feel okay, actually; the rope is soft and snug, and he can glance down any time and see how good the blue looks looped around his wrists. But he struggles to get them tied evenly when he’s one-handed, and he doesn’t want it to look sloppy. 
Eddie likes effort. It’s a weird thing to notice about a friend, even a friend you might’ve hooked up with a couple times. It’s pretty obvious, though; Steve watched him run a game for the kids once, and promptly decided never to watch again. 
Eddie throws all of himself into the game, all the time. It’s so much work. Steve’s seen the pages and pages of notes he keeps in his ragged binders, the way he commits to acting out all the different characters even when he sounds objectively dumb, how he gets so caught up in the moment that he’ll climb up on the goddamn table. Eddie never holds back.
He demands a lot from his players, too. They can fail. But even in that one game that Steve watched, it was obvious that Eddie doesn’t want them to fail; he just wants them to win while struggling against the toughest possible challenge. He wants to find their limits, and then push just a little to find their real limits. 
Nothing’s happened with Eddie since before Steve saw that stupid game, but now it’s all mixed up in his head. He keeps thinking about how Eddie had crowded close, hands hovering and light, darting in and then away again; he keeps thinking about what it would be like to hear Eddie’s voice sound the way it does when he’s telling his players off, firm and deep, as he put his hands wherever he wanted on Steve. 
So that’s what Steve’s been thinking about lately. 
And it’s why he’s here on Eddie’s bed, frog-tied and wearing a rope harness that he wishes he’d done a little fancier, because he thinks Eddie would appreciate that. Every time he’s tried a fancier harness it’s gone wrong or looked weird, though, so this will have to do. He hopes it’s enough. 
He’s not worried about it, exactly, because all of that stuff seems far away and smoothed over right now. He can remember worrying about a bunch of stuff, like whether he should be wearing clothes or not. He’d settled on just underwear because it had seemed a little too vulnerable to go without, but now that he’s all settled and feeling pretty good, he thinks that was a dumb thing to worry about.
Despite the weird way Eddie’s been avoiding him lately, Eddie had really seemed to like his dick at least twice before, so even if it’s not anything more for Eddie—even if dick is the only thing Eddie wants from Steve—he should get to have it. Eddie should get whatever he wants.
Steve shuts his eyes. He fills his lungs all the way, feeling the harness grip him a little tighter, and he exhales slowly.
He waits for the door to open.
Send me a number between 1-100 and I'll write a ficlet based on the corresponding song from my Spotify Wrapped! It will definitely be gay and may possibly be musical theater
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itoshi-s · 1 year
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Zari! The lingerie post has me screaming. I’m just picturing the BLLK guys and it’s like 😖😖😖 Knowing Reo would 100% buy you whatever you wanted as long as he got to watch you model it in the changing room. Meanwhile Sae and Kaiser, money again would be no object, but would complain if you even TOUCHED anything less than designer. Only the best for you. With a side of Sae commenting that the first set you picked out looked like a garbage bag because it wasn’t some overly expensive designer set. Meanwhile - why is Rin and Barou so overly confident walking into the shop and then suddenly an embarrassed mess when they see you open the changing room door in any set you put on LOL.
YESSSSSS LEE U GOT IT SO RIGHT. reo leaves like five times worth of the clerks salary but it’s alr. u deserve nothing less !!!!! ( but also — leaves a tip . VERY generous one bc he’s a sweetheart. he’s so lovely i wanna munch on him ) 🥺
YES kaiser and sae both come off a lil mean 😭 lmaoooo but they literally cannot care any less. if you’re already there and he can afford the best designer pieces anyways,, then why settle for something mediocre @_@ also kaiser’s the type to smack your ass in the fitting rooms and you get SOOOOOO embarrassed bc everyone can hear loooool but he makes it up to u later 😋 while you’re wearing the newest prettiest set he just got u ofc !! mhm mhm ( also let’s u leash him so that he learns his lesson not to act up like this .. yeah ……. MMM)
sae goes the extra mile and prob makes a reservation to close down the store while you’re there lol he doesn’t want anyone coming in 😵‍💫
ALSO YEP .. YEP. barou especially he’s so flustered 😭 WHEN U TRY ON A PRETTY RED SET .. sighhhh he goes absoluuuteeelyyyyyy INSANE !!!!! 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 it matches his eyes and u picked this one on purpose and HE KNOWS IT !! when the clerk comes up to ask whether y’all need any help he gets sooooo embarrassed lol cause where’s that ego n confidence now HUH ???? he looks so lovesick n all putty sitting on the loveseat it’s insane 😭 u got that man 1000% whipped
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thelastunison · 2 months
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No longer yours to control
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chimchiri · 8 months
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tswwwit · 1 year
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Did Bill not come to terms with his feelings for Dipper until he was forced to in Confessing It, or was it earlier in the series (even if he would never admit it)? Sorry if this is sorta implied, I’m not amazing with subtext. Rereading atm and I was curious lol
Actually, Bill (sort of) came to terms with having fallen for Dipper well before Dipper got his feelings sorted.
It's in Faking It chapter 15:
[Bill] glances up at Dipper. “You…. are the single worst thing that has ever happened to me. And I don’t say that lightly, you got no idea how old I am."
#answers#Bill still had a lot of struggling to do after that#But if you're looking for him accepting his feelings *this* was the moment#When Bill realized he'd fallen pretty far even though he couldn't make himself say or think the proper word yet#His thoughts on the matter are addressed in more detail in Chapter 9 of Hating It#Dipper liked Bill. Even when he was trapped and nearly powerless and in a shitty situation - Dip *still* respected and lusted after him#Not after position or power or wanting him to be different. Even knowing he wasn't remotely human!! He just wanted *Bill*.#And it goes BOTH ways#Dipper was most of the way there too but also trying REALLY HARD not to care about a demon at that point#Then a minute or so later Bill's cheering up attempt did the rest of the work#Dipper had stayed so strong. Fighting against this horrible yet compelling demonic force. No feelings here no sir it's a bad idea#And in the one moment he got weak. When he teared up. Bill got awkward and tried to perk *him* up#Both hilarious and relatable AND a moment where Dipper realized Bill actually in his own way cared about him#These idiots were never going to be able to resist someone who could see them at a truly low point and like them anyway#Confessing It is basically: Them Trying To Actually Talk: The Fic#They both already knew how the other felt#But actually Communicating about it like a functional couple was hard#All the very kinky smuts are canon btw#I like my absurd smut to have character development#And believe it or not#Amazingly they communicate well when both of them have the same fun goal in mind
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vampvore · 3 months
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I’m just fed up with feeling so ace and yet so sexually repressed. I’M SO FRUSTRATED!
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simmingonthelow · 2 months
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Guess who got a tan but didn't realize it up until now~~~~
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passthroughtime · 6 months
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sunday six
fashionably late to the party, but what's new B)
been tagged by @carbonatedcalcium, @overdevelopedglasses and @fire-tempers-steel (wow! so many! thank you!). tagging @fragilitease if you want to participate uwu
i won't share a snippet from the ever-changing this week because i'm greedy i've actually gone insane for half an hour and wrote this thing on the side. it should be a part of the whole other idea which might see the light of day in the next decade or so with the pace i'm going now smh
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“Are you doing all this because you want to fuck me that badly?” Kuwana, pinned to the wall with nowhere to run, snarls like a wild animal. Yagami wants nothing else but to comfort him, even if it costs him his life.
He reaches out to cradle Kuwana’s face with careful touch of caring hands, but Kuwana meets him halfway quickly grabbing Yagami’s throat. The only thing that stops him from moaning is that he can’t make a sound. Or breathe. Which arouses him even more.
It shouldn’t. That’s not the point of this all. From their initial distrust, there is only one way to assure Kuwana that he won’t hurt him, and it’s to give an opportunity to do the same to him. A trust fall. Yagami opens his eyes, and his vision is already blurry, but he wants Kuwana to know that he accepts anything he’ll do to him.
He sees Kuwana’s pupils dilating wild and telling, and his head starts spinning for every possible reason but lack of oxygen. Okay, maybe he does want to fuck him so badly, but that’s an unfortunate time for this kind of realizations.
He is able to wheeze something and grab Kuwana by his shoulders, sensing his consciousness slipping away, and Kuwana releases his hold. Yagami stumbles and falls on him anyway.
Kuwana catches him, because of course he does.
Yagami just stands there for a moment, his hands on the wall as an improvised trap, and lays his forehead on the crook of Kuwana’s neck. Turning his head towards it and exhaling the fire he feels inside, Yagami almost hears Kuwana’s heartbeat spiking. Good. That is good. He feels drunk when he touches Kuwana’s skin with his lips, and outright wasted when he feels him shudder.
“Yagami,” Kuwana warns him, weaker than he should’ve. This does not stop Yagami from grazing the fragile neck with his teeth. He feels Kuwana’s silent gasp with his chest and licks the skin wetly, vulgarly. Kuwana grunts, and the muscles on his neck tense, welcoming Yagami.
He gets a hold of the side of Kuwana’s face and feels goosebumps with his mouth. In the hazy mindless motion, Yagami bites his neck hard, like he wants to drink him. The sound Kuwana makes is a downright moan, and Yagami bulks his hips involuntarily.
Leaving a quite obvious hickey on Kuwana’s skin, he licks it as an apology. Kuwana laughs with no sound, “Time for you to turn coy. Are you getting cold feet?”
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