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hungharrington · 10 months
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you already know i’m way too soft… so i give you: [ CLOSE ]  sender wrapping their arms around receiver who is on top after they’ve finished,  holding them close against their chest with their face hidden in their neck while they recover. 
special bonus if you somehow can make this the softest thing ever (the reward is a fat kiss)
you know what auttie u were the only one who picked this one but bcos it's you, imma do it anyways <3 MDNI this entire blog is 18+
One thing you can't say about Steve Harrington is that he is not a determined person.
Other people might use the word competitive but you know better; within him is burning determination that drives him to do better in everything he does. Loving you is one of those things. Loving you in bed... is another.
You're particular. You used to hate it — that you like this but not that, but you like this sometimes and that if you do it a certain way. It feels overly picky and for a long time, before you had Steve, you weren't sure if you allowed to be that picky.
But Steve meets your particularness head on.
So, if it means you need a little longer to cum? Well, it's simply of a challenge of stamina and working a little harder for it. Steve always rises to the challenge.
Tonight, you're wound extra tight— frustrated that it's taking you so long to get near your peak even with Steve doing all the right things. But he's more than pleased with letting you take what you need, giving breathy little groans just at the sight before him.
He's beneath you, one hand helping your hips rock forward and back, his throbbing cock buried deep in your wet cunt. You've been at it awhile, a slow ride on his cock, bringing both of you closer and closer— but Steve's focus is all on you.
"Fuck, you're so—" His words get swallowed up in his moan as you rise up on your thighs an inch and drop back down, the roll of his hips still so gentle. The sex is never too rough when you're on top. Steve doesn't care in the least, he likes it, he loves it. Adores when it's soft and slow and you take what you need from him.
"Oh f-fuck, honey," He whines, his hips bucking up and pressing his cock up into you. A flame of white hot pleasure licks up your spine as Steve's fucked out rambling continues. "So pretty—y'so fucking gorgeous."
It's a time where you have no choice to believe him completely — with the reverent expression on his face, flushed cheeks and cherry red lips, gazing up at you atop him like you're everything. The knot in your tummy burns hotter. A desperate whimper tumbles out your throat and your hips move a little faster.
"You getting close? Y'need my help, mm?" He asks. Normally, there would be that slight condescending lilt that makes you gush but tonight, it's just love. You nod, whimpering again as you do. You're close, so close— but not close enough.
"Yes," you gasp. "Please, Steve- more, I need— can you—"
"Hey, sh sh," Steve shushes you, hearing how you're getting worked up just trying to ask him for more. His hand slides from your hip across your belly, palm flat and warm, til his thumb finds your clit. He rubs fast circles, just the way you've taught him you like, and he's rewarded with a long whiney moan. "There we go, that's what you need, yeah?"
You're nodding, chest beginning to heave as the edges of your orgasm trickle in. Your hips move desperately, fucking yourself on his cock as his thumb gives the extra stimulation on your clit you need.
"S-Steve," you pant, a whimpery warning. "Steve, fuck, I'm— you're gonna make me cum, you're gonna—"
You cut yourself off with a loud whine, all high pitched and breathy, as your orgasm finally washes over you. You flutter around his cock and feel the grip of his hands tighten, Steve's own orgasm tipping over after holding off for so long. You can't help how your buckle, leaning forward and onto Steve's chest as you quiver and moan— Steve dutifully milking it as he fucks the both of you through your highs.
It's delirium, it's overwhelming, it's so much — you cum hard enough to see stars and bury your face away in his neck, safe to ride out the waves. You're still panting, cunt still clenching around him and Steve's hands move, dragging up your sides so he can wrap his arms around you in a big hug. One of his big hands strokes down your spine soothingly, his own heavy breathes beginning to slow.
"That was a big one, hm?" He murmurs, soft and low. You can see feel him throbbing inside you, can still feel bursts of pleasure making your thighs tremble. "Mm, I know it was, I know. You did so good, baby, so good."
You try to speak but another muffled pitiful noise escapes you instead and Steve's arms tighten their hug; his hands stroke over your hair this time, fingers drifting through to scrape at your scalp softly.
"Did so good f'me," He continues, finally feeling your body start to relax against him, recovering slowly from the intense high. Faintly, he can feel you press a kiss to his neck and it makes him smile. "So, so good. I love you, y'know?"
"I know," you manage to speak, words muffled against his skin. "I love you too."
Steve's smile transforms to a blinding grin, even though you can't see it — you swear his chest glows a little bit hotter beneath you. You kiss his neck again. God, he loves you well. You should move probably now that you've caught your breath— the sweat is beginning to cool.
One more minute, you think, happier than ever just where you are.
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fizzlo-and-the-cubes · 4 months
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nonono you guys - q!sneeg is still 2 inches tall he's just piloting a person-sized mech
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okaydiscount · 5 months
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i just think my scout loadout is so punchable <3
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quaranmine · 2 years
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i know that pix says he's not doing a character but he accidentally created the best character concept ever by creating the idea of someone who is the keeper of the past. someone who's writing the story of the world behind the scenes, who looks at the other rulers and knows their pasts. he's influencing the narrative--and what if he's the only one who even knows there's a narrative? he's giving me slightly mysterious all-knowing guy vibes. it's got a whole very interdimensional time-bending sort of feel to me that i'm fascinated by
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I redrew my icon again this year! Three years running lol
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(The other two images are from my first drawing of this and my second- from left to right)
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bo0bydrake · 4 months
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im not the person i was before the dnp games hiatus [has a different haircut]
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landwriter · 1 year
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I'm dying (thirstily) to hear more about the 70s San Francisco AU... the bits you've posted so far have been delicious
Thank you so much, anon! Gonna take the 'about' literally:
I haven't had a chance to work on it in ages but after this next Oaths chapter I might turn to it and see if it's ready to be finished!
I think it'll be over 15K all-told
This came from the prompt 'listen to the [#] song on your Spotify Wrapped 2022 and describe the fic you'd write for it'. Well, I am describing thoroughly, gang
I'm starting to believe I've accidentally written a fluff fic despite it being filled with bonkers levels of pining and some real angst
(the fluff is their friendship)
There is an incredibly self-indulgent scene where Hob brings a sick Dream soup and jokes he's not allowed to die because he'd be shit at elegizing him like Shelley did Keats in Adonais
It happens on Tuesdays in 1974
It features real historical events! And I find that HOT
It also has (what I think is) the hottest and most unhinged sex scene I've ever written in terms of dirty talk but that sort of thing is WILDLY subjective so. The kind where you write a sentence and then reflexively think no, no, I can't say that, that's INSANE
The biggest thing holding me back from finishing it might be that I'll have to stop writing it and it's SO delightful to write. I'll have no more excuse to go through incredible digitized editions of Bay Area Reporter from the mid-seventies, which contain spectacular ads for bathhouses and gay bars shouldering up with Harvey Milk's politics column and astrology. The personals are horny and banal and heartbreaking. Look at this page. Just one page. Look at everything it holds.
Which is to say I might make an entire post for like...queer ephemera I have gathered and now cherish but cannot actually force everyone to look at. Would people be into that?
I normally love titling but I have never gotten this deep into a fic without one in terms of wordcount or closeness to completion and I am starting to panic
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lunarr-stuff · 8 months
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oc doodles
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irida's very early line about how glaceon is "as close to me as a sister—as one of my blood!" really hits different with the context of her and palina tbh. even more so if you subscribe to the idea that she and coin were also formerly very close, or know the later npc dialogue about how irida "never really had playmates growing up." like damn. yeah ok. and it's really the only one you have left
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I love how from everybody elses perspective its like:
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and then from Din's perspective it's just:
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hungharrington · 11 months
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hi ..currently thinking abt writing this for my own but until I kick this writers block, i’m thinking maybe having a biting obsession with steve? like obviously not hard enough to hurt or leave a mark or anything, just being fixated on the idea of doing it as love language? it’s always at the most random times and always catches him off guard but he’s learned that’s just like affection overload for you so he doesn’t care and lets it happen !!!
YODELING anon you and me are ONE in the same!! and look like, you never think of yourself a biter or even consider yourself to be one, you get all the normal emotions when you gaze at your boyfriend— you want to kiss him, want to hold him n touch him and this feeling always feels like it comes left field. steve doesn't ask the first couple times, mainly because he's like :O..... did you just bite me? after you've gnawed on his finger for a moment, wrapped in his arms at a party together and you've just ducked your head and not said anything, clearly a bit embarrassed. and it just feels like an elephant is sitting on your chest, squishing out all your affection in every direction and you can't explain it to him— you're a little too embarrassed and also a little bit loves that he is surprised but doesn't tell you to stop :')
one time, you're just bundled up beside him in bed for an afternoon nap, legs tangled together, tucked into his chest but god you just want to give him a little nibble. you just love him so much. you check, pulling back an inch and glancing upwards and his eyes are shut, probably dozing sweetly so you just snuggle up him closer, arms squeezing around his middle as you sigh dreamily and try contain your affection. it won't do. his hand is on the pillow within reach and you plant a soft kiss on his palm, then just.. give it a little bite, in the pillowy bit of his palm— soft as you can. you don't even notice steve open one eye, spying your antics with a smile and he gives you a little fright when he speaks, "whatcha doing, honey?" and you shrink back, apologies falling off your tongue, "sorry- do you find it that weird? i can stop but-- it's not bad, i promise, i just, sometimes i just love you so much i feel like i can't contain it. guess it... comes out in the form of a bite?" and realisation breaks over steve so fondly, that you get the same surges as he does, that it's all love "s'okay," he whispers, tightening his hold with a smile, "if that's what it means, y'can bite me any time you wanna," and you do :) and steve loves it :)
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kotofeden · 5 months
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He just want to get funky again 🥺
Spotify Ace Attorney masterpost
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Kon and Timber should have the same dynamic as me and my best friend and her fiance, in which I am the third wheel but they are both very much my friends and I would tear down cities for them and they would plot murders on my behalf and it's all platonic.
Tim is Kon's person but Kon is surprised at how seamlessly Bernard fits into the dynamic, and the three of them can hang out together without it being awkward, or anyone feeling left out. Bernard and Kon find that they have a bunch of the same interests and they get along well even if Tim isn't right there with them. They're excited to go to a concert, Timber, Kon and his little brother. Okay that one's me and friendo's fiance, need to tell everyone I possibly can that we're going to see greenday next year. But Kon has a dubiously little brother brother so it works.
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mobydyke · 1 year
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I've been making recordings to track what testoteroni is doing to my voice but they always make me feel like a sailor on a doomed voyage writing in his journal
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getostansanonymous · 8 months
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what if i just
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frogbogs · 3 months
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ive always kinda had a bit of an aversion to consuming (new) media and im realising now that it might be because every time i do, i look inward and learn something new about myself and it changes my perspective on stuff. hmmm
i keep discovering new ways that im... perhaps... letting people (close to me) down, or when i say one thing and then my actions dont align. it fucks me up !!!! 😯
i know and i understand that you have to make mistakes in order to learn but yiiikes, i am making a LOT of blunders. i am trying to continue despite this, and not let the guilt/shame weigh me down, but its mmm tricky!
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