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#i can’t write but i’ve got ideas
l3viat8an · 26 days
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Levi's favorite thing to do while watching anime with MC is fingering and/or fondling MC's boob/boobs. Levi makes comments about the show and asks for MC's opinion. Meanwhile, MC is just a whiny, whimpered, teary-eyed mess sitting on his lap or between in his legs. 🤤💜
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!!! Nonnie!!!- omggshsg that’s so hot 😩 especially the part about boobs
Levi and his obsession with your boobs literally just cuddling watching any anime-
Everything starts out innocent enough with you sitting in Levi’s lap as the show starts and then Levi’s hands start low playing with the hem of your shirt. He’s not trying to tease you, really!!! He’s just needs to keep his hands busy!!- yea, that sounds believable-
His fingers moving up your stomach, then up higher ‘n higher, while you try to focus on the screen and when his hands finally reach your boobs- fully cupping them, squeezing just a little, his thumbs running over your nipples-
Levi’s so engrossed in the anime playing that he doesn’t notice the way you gasp and let out whimpering little moans.
His hands keep squeezing and massaging, his fingernails digging into your soft skin…. building your anticipation…he gives your nipples some feathery light touches, then pinches them which makes your whole body jerk in his lap.
He doesn’t just stick to that tho, he’ll tweak and twist them too. he’s playing around with you. And then Levi says something about….the plot? Maybe. You’re not sure, after all you haven’t really been paying attention, he’s grumbling about how it doesn’t make sense and when you don’t reply Levi finally looks away from the screen and at you-
Your cheeks are bright red, eyes filled with tears from all his unintentional teasing. Levi’s mouth falls open a dry, “…..whoa..” leaving his lips- and that’s not really what you wanted to hear right now, meeting his eyes you beg, “Levi, please don’t stop….n-need more..” and you wiggle your hips against his again trying to get any friction you can down there. Levi’s mouth is still open a little bit and his eyes are still stuck on your face so he simply nods, hands still on your tits- now he wants to watch you, wants to see if you can really cum just from him playing with your boobs….
You’ll both end up coming in your pants before the episodes even over-
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myriam-draws · 6 months
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some starfires i’ve drawn a bit over time i miss her (i refuse to read titans 2023)
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tranakin-skywalker · 8 months
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youre giving my togrutakin brainrot i NEED to draw him and ahsoka and shmi i need to see more i need it injected into my neural synapses.
so in love with your redesigns and everything oh my gosh like im actually exploding.
i love the fact that the skywalkers r several generations into living on tatooine so of COURSE they'd have adaptations...... ough...... ahsoka and anakin..... thing 1 and thing 2....... youre making me go insane i need more
Share in the togruta brain rot with me. It is inescapable.
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Here, have some Togrutakin fighting for his life trying to put Ashoka’s lekku jewelry in
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glowinggreeneyes-e · 4 months
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happy one year to the google doc for the longest ghosts/capvers fanfic (?)… its been through so much, all before its first birthday… it should’ve been at the club 😩
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jutsuuu · 8 months
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girl help I’m experiencing
#weird addendum but pls don’t reblog my vent posts??? why would you even want to????#everything has been So Much lately and I wasn’t gonna vent but then I remembered this is my blog and I can do what I want#one of my best friends left the country last week and he’ll be gone for like two years and I’m so sad without him around#I mean he’s been messaging me every day since he left but it’s still hard not having him here yknow?#and I’m moving into his place but it requires a lot of work before I can so I’m always exhausted#and my joints have all but given out on me completely so I’m always covered in KT tape and braces#which doesn’t gel very well with moving furniture and heavy boxes#and I have no money so I need to be job searching but I can’t do that until I move. BUT I NEED MONEY TO MOVE#on top of that my grandpa died and there’s so much family drama involving that it’s unreal#and weirdly the thing I’ve recently felt bad about is I’ve been neglecting my self imposed Fandom Duties#maybe not fandom specifically but like. creative duties#I want to write fic. I want to draw. I want to read and comment on other people’s stuff#I also really want to do more of my non fandom writing because I want to get something published this year. but i got no good idea aaack#or early next year#and I’ve just had like. no time at all to do any of it and the time I have had I’ve been too drained to do it#ughghghghghghggh#I think today I will drink and try to write something. as a treat.#after I go on a reblog spree to bury this because emotions are very embarrassing#anyway how are you?
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spoopy-moose · 1 year
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So sad that Kentucky route zero never took off on tumblr because it’s so hard to fandomfy such a work because I have so many words of analysis on this game I love it so much
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whumpacabra · 7 months
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Day 1 - “How many fingers am I holding up?”
Alcohol use, nonconsensual drugging, nausea, vomiting, touch aversion, blurred vision, panic, firearm use
[Follows Up Late]
Casey didn’t feel good. Which wasn’t uncommon in general, he didn’t have a lot in life to feel good about. But this wasn’t right, the buzz of alcohol in his blood was singing too loudly, the lights too sharp and the air too thick.
“Hey.” It felt like it took minutes to turn his head to look at them. She was lovely, blonde and young and sparkling with New Years glitter. “You feeling alright big guy?” The thick mascara around her shining brown eyes was all he could focus on.
“‘m fine…” He managed to mumble, hand knocking over his empty glass as he reached for it. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. The woman was still watching him, hypnotic smile baring too-white teeth.
“Let’s maybe get you out of here…”
He didn’t hear her over the blood roaring in his ears, the sensation of her manicured hand on his wrist blinding him with bleary memories he tried to drown in tequila.
Torn between terrified nausea and a panicked cry for help, Casey vomited onto her gaudy purple minidress.
Her shriek of surprise and disgust was enough to draw the annoyed eyes of other patrons in the club. He was just happy that she stepped away, that no one was touching him, that he could brace himself against the bar and force his jelly-kneed legs to hold his weight.
“Sorry, sorry - I got him.” He flinched at the arm looping around his back, a steady hand drawing his own arm over their shoulder, but he knew that voice.
“R…?”
“Yes - sorry, I know Miguel, yes. Put it on my tab.” Their strong and steady steps practically dragged him from the club, the flush of cold air from the alleyway chilling the sweat beaded on his forehead. “Easy, easy now…”
Casey took advantage of their relaxing grip, leaning back against the brickwork and sliding to the ground with a groan. RJ sighed where they stood above him, broad shoulders shrugging off their leather jacket so they wouldn’t have to bear sitting in the fresh winter slush.
“Since when did you start snagging unwanted admirers?” There was an attempt at levity in their voice, poorly executed with their tired baritone. “It wasn’t that woman; I’ve been tailing her all night. American - definitely military.”
“Do you ever stop working?” He was proud he managed to bite out a single sentence. It was his last clear thought before the world lurched, his vision spotted.
“No. There’s work to be done. Now, let’s get you up - oh shit - ”
He could feel their hands on his shoulders, their warm breath sharp with whiskey where they sat in front of him. He could feel tears streaking from his blind eyes. Why couldn’t he see them?
“Hey, stay with me - how many fingers am I holding up?”
He squinted through the blurry darkness. If he applied his imagination, he could just barely make out the corner of his vision where the lamppost would be. He shook his head, a strangled whimper in his chest.
“Fucking - crap.” RJ’s whispered curses were sharp with fear, not warm with their usual vibrant anger. He wanted to apologize - but he could hear footsteps approaching. The sharp heeled stomp of military standard boots across the cobbles.
He opened his mouth to warn them, and was suddenly aware of the lack of air in his lungs. Lungs that wouldn’t cooperate as his diaphragm heaved and panic electrified his skin.
RJ let go of his shoulders, a snarl on their lips as they turned to face the rapidly approaching footsteps. The last thing he heard was the tell tale hiss of a silenced weapon firing.
[Directly before Bad First Impressions]
(Part of my Freelancers: Boy Meets World series)
Welcome to Whumptober!
Per my usual monthly prompt tradition, I’ll be using my Freelancer universe to fill the prompts this year. Seeing as some of the prompts are repeats from other monthly challenges I’ve filled for this series, I’m going to explore some ‘prequel’ events and whump some characters I’ve been neglecting to torture ;]
Note that as with other prompt lists these are non-chronological to the in-universe timeline, but they will be added to the chronologically arranged masterpost.
One last thing: any opinion on have a content warnings listed at the top? I’ve always just put them in the tags, which I’ll continue to do, but I think it makes them more accessible to put them at the top of a post. Let me know if you have any strong opinions on the matter.
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whalehouse1 · 1 year
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“We have to address that Nasu really wants us to fight ORT in LB7 so it has to be in Brazil so we have to remember that when we talk about it.”
Uhm, no, no we don’t. The Lostbelts have been planned for years and even the smallest cursory research on Aztec and Mayan and heck I’ll even throw in Incan due to them being the well-known ones, would tell you that they are nowhere near Brazil. These LBs have been planned and even if we just go off from the planning of them starting at the invasion of Chaldea, there has been almost five years to decide on the servant rooster and to pick a name out for the LB that isn’t the name of one of the Mexican underworlds and not to describe it with terms that apply to it.
Nasu can want us to fight ORT, that’s fine but don’t excuse crap planning for being intentionally ignorant because he has a boner for all his works being pushed into FGO.
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fuck-em-up-your-grace · 2 months
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I NEED Zelda lore with good historical allegories PLEASE hire me Nintendo I would make so many good metaphorsssss
#I’ve had this fic idea in my head for literally months#since like December#the sheikah and the yiga and demise and hylia have no relevance to anyyyyy history guys haha#I mean. two large powers that have been involved in a cycle of hatred using their power to induce a proxy war to further their power?#while simultaneously harming said group by ripping it apart and then. with so much time passing the idea of reunification fading further.#until the people of that group learn to hate the other and to rely upon the powers that put them there?#huh Nintendo wonder what that could be about.#but Nintendo is a Japanese company and if you talk about that war then you gotta get into imperialism and. well…#and this is not even getting into THE GERUDO#I LOVE what the Gerudo could be SO MUCH. OH MY GOD. THE POTENTIAL.#but no. if Nintendo actually showed off cool Arab culture and stopped oversexualizing brown women people might think they’re not racist 🙄#and we can’t have that#god I fucking love the concept of the Gerudo it’s so so so sooooo good you have no idea#I don’t have the time or energy required to write this but maybe I’ll come back in like a decade when I’ve got shit figured out and write it#anyways. I’m so normal about the Shiekah and the Gerudo. ha ha ha ha ha so so so normal#guys someone give me like a month where time stops I could write so much about settler colonialism* and the Hylians#(*I think settler colonialism paired with neo-colonialism and imperialism would be more interesting than the usual narrative of extractive#coloniaism. but also take that with a sea of salt cause no narrative surrounding colonization is really. mainstream.)#barebones of this fic idea is half-sheikah Zelda & Gerudo Shadow as foils for each other#w/ Zelda having the experience of like. 2nd gen E Asian immigrant assimilation & loss of cultural heritage while being raised in a white#society— with scraps of her textbooks and life showcasing the retelling of the colonization of the Gerudo. meanwhile Shadow is V aware of#his culture & history because Ganon’s main goal is to take control of the Hylian empire to make them pay for their past crimes#which manifests in Ganondorf being an abusive father who torments his own son because he believes it will make him strong enough to fight#against the Hylians. however surprise surprise abuse actually drives Shadow further away and he seeks refuge in Zelda & brings her books#on sheikah culture as a way to connect to her— through their shared ties to the Yiga…#and I have more but I think I’m gonna hit the tag limit and I’m rambling but like. SO MANY IDEAS#it works better visually I think though. so there’s that too. plus as aforementioned I do not have any of the things I need to write this#and it’s really important to me that it’s written well. so. that too. if I was gonna do this it would take forever with extra research &shit
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sbc-moved · 3 months
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I feel so uninspired making stuff is just so hard
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tsurugis · 4 months
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I truly love books that follow a single character for the entire thing but I can’t for this fucking story kdjhdkjfh
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swordsandspectacles · 5 months
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Hey wear masks and shit, Covid fucking sucks
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dagaan · 1 year
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some Frye twins (Murae and Nidae)
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thefanciestborrower · 2 years
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Why must people perceive this blog
It it not enough to simply scream vore thoughts into the void?
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charlottedabookworm · 9 months
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so many fic ideas bouncing arohnd in my head, so little time and inspiration to actually write them
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i hate world building cause i’ll have short periods of time where it’s the only thing i wanna work on and i get a bunch of ideas super quickly and the rest of the time is spent like. wow this is the worst thing i’ve ever made i should just scrap it entirely and never look at it again cause i suck at it. and then there’s right now which is a weird blend of the two
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