love the idea of bein a brat and bein’ possessive all at once with steve (and… izuku).

steve asks you if you love him, thick fingers pressed to the tender, slick walls of your cunt. and you, all teeth, all fang, say of course not!with those lil hearts in your eyes.. so rude, but so obvious with how you lick into his mouth for a kind, little kiss… then absolutely seething when that harlot susan is all over him in the grocery store!

yes, steve knows you love him <33 even when you’re dastardly about it <33

being steves brat is sm that can be so personal did you know.

sometimes he indulges....just a little...smiles too broadly at that dumb cunt flirting with him just to see the way you bristle and wrap yourself around him and sneer at the other women like "hes mine." makes his dick twitch in his jeans.

he loves it best when his little brat digs their little nails into his back when hes got them splayed out later, thick cock pressing into that tight little hole. likes the sting of the drag of them down his flesh and the way you're squeezing around him and whining, "gimme all of it-" digging your heels into his ass to drag him closer. "want it all."

you're so greedy. wont even let him fuck you slow how he wants. so he braces his hands next to you on the bed and starts giving it to you how you want. "take it, baby. s'all yours."

he loves the way you love hearing him say it. how your warm walls clench and your palms scrabble all over him, dragging him down, lips searching for his. "mine." you whine, "s'my cock. my steve. -oh."

"all of it." he agrees, grunting when he pulls his dick almost all the way out, slick and shiny with your juices before plunging back in. "every fucking inch. nobody could take it how you do-"

you lock your legs around his waist, anchor him to you. "uh huh." you babble. "nobody could take this r-ridiculous fucking cock- but me. made for me."

"for your little pussy." he groans, the slap of his heavy balls against you reverberating through the room. same as the clash of the headboard against the wall. his hair falls into his eyes and he flicks it back before he leans down to kiss you, chest hair brushing your sensitive nipples. "fit me like a glove- such a small fucking hole but you take my dick anyway- just like you were made too-"

the flower has considerably wilted over time

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

just realized i'm a few years late to the very first fic author i ever loved deleting all of their works off both ff.net and ao3. one of the downsides of fandom is losing track of the authors and not knowing anything about what happened to them.

their stories had been on my mind lately because i used to reread them all the time. they were the first ones i was ever truly obsessed with. started looking for them tonight, which meant going through all my favorited stories on ff.net. discovering they were no longer there was devastating.

people who drive people, especially fic authors who write as a labor of love, out of fandom are the worst kind of fandom people.

people with siblings: how do you feel about them?

based ofc on this

ARTISTS FOR PALESTINE 🇵🇸 - On the 6th and 9th of March, I'll be doing art requests on stream with other notable artists to raise money for Operation Olive Branch and the PCRF.

I'm incredibly lucky to be counting quite a few big names in the roster, including known Jesus and Odysseus enthusiast @wolfythewitch, the extraordinary fanartist @denimcatfish, and the incredibly talented @troubledminnesotan, as well as Lilypichu from OfflineTV.

You'll be able to watch the streams on the day of the event either on my twitch channel here, or via the links provided by the artists below.

Lilypichu

Cuptoast

Akairosu_

Sevvanto

Wolfythewitch

sometimes while i think about that while a lot of adults did not treat me very well as a kid i also get a lot of 'in hindsight this person was so good to me and i didnt even realize it until now' as an adult. today i was thinking about how the first anime convention i ever went to was when i was 10 and i asked the man working the manga cafe what manga was/what a good place to start was (because the con was very overstimulating for me and i had gotten lost) and he asked how old i was before recommending yotsuba and asking if i wanted any water or something to eat. its really simple but theres a lot of bad things that couldve happened or he could've been careless in his recommendation, but instead yotsuba has remained one of my favorite manga for years, and probably a large portion of why i continue to read manga as an adult... i think adults who try to involve kids in the world safely/kindly even in little ways make so much more of a difference than they ever really know.

FNAF movie Mike meets Jeremy Fitzgerald

Shape-shifters, face-blindness, and "paying attention to others"

The shapeshifter is one of my favourite "monster of the week" episodes because it showcases how differently Laios processes social information than the rest of the party. It reminds me a lot of the strategies I, faceblind name-forgetter and eye-contact avoider, use to recognize people and learn things about them.

We see Laios clearly fail at recognizing the doubles through "standard" social cues that are perceived as "easy to tell", such as their clothes. This makes the team (unfairly, but understandably) weary of his ability to tell the fakes apart and even worried that he'd prefer the monster versions* over them. Nonetheless, he gives it a try!

...And is immediately overwhelmed. His lack of attention to social cues works a bit in his favor, though, as it makes it harder for him to fall for stereotypes that fool the rest of the group.

Instead, he chooses to rely on his strengths and use his investigation and animal handling skills to distract the shapeshifters, lure out the monster, and roll the most insane balls-to-the-wall intimidation check of all time.

If it had ended there it still would have been a great episode that showcases Laios' strategic mind and his strengths as a leader. He doesn't have the social skills necessary for the task, but he is clever and creative enough to use the skills he does have proficiency in to solve the problem*.

However, what makes this episode so dear and near to my faceblind heart is the revelation that Laios was able to recognize the real party members after all.

Laios is fantastic representation of how special interests actually work for a monotropic interest system. Having a special interest is not just about how much you like it and the need to know everything about it, it's a way of processing and filtering information. Laios' special interest is monsters: his skills as a dungeoneer and party leader are acquired for and informed by his desire to interact with monsters, as is his interest in eating them. He actually brings this up himself when comparing his interest in cooking to Senshi's.

And in this episode, we see that this also extends to his friends. Laios hacks one of the most difficult types of information for him to process by routing it through the lens of the special interest. And, because it's not something most people would notice, it works. He knows that Chilchuck wouldn't let his guard down around a potential mimic, that Senshi values a balanced ecosystem, that (my favourite) Marcille just isn't as thoughtful about monsters as he is.

It might not be what was expected, but it did the trick! And what's more, the narrative validates his way of thinking (even if Chilchuck doesn't).

I started a new disco game and he wasnt there. Straight up just didnt exist.

King??????? Where are you

recently played skyward sword and OOF it's so damn good

prints | also playthrough on my gaming channel!!

being aromantic is like. hey btw you're going to live a life that is the culmination of most of society's worst nightmares. sorry lol ✌️ but then you turn around and take a really good hard look at it and it turns out that living in that nightmare is fucking awesome and you get to wake up every day and take that fear that other people have and laugh and hold it close until it's a great joy for you instead. and being happy is a radical act that you define instead of someone else. and you're sexy as fuck that's just a fact of life i don't make the rules on that one

Happy New Year (2024).

They're keeping watch. The bestest guard.