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zimthandmade · 6 days

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I hope you have a good day, friend.

Thank you for your art, you absolute sunshine! Your creative energy is unmatched. Keep doing what you're doing. I want to get lost in this wonderful world of your creation.

You have a talent for making characters come to life and feel real. I aspire to make art with this same level of conceptual realism. (Can I, in theory, ask for art advice if I ever muster up the courage?)

Can we see more art with L, please? 👉👈

( What does his room look like? Do you think he has other interests besides detective work? What's his sexuality? Will his lower back ever not hurt? Is he lonely? Does he have empathy? Does he feel like a horrible person or a failure deep down? What is his favourite food (non-sweet)? Do you think he's autistic? Deontology vs utilitarianism: L's opinion? His thoughts on Mello and Near? What advice would he give to Wammy kids if he was completely honest?)

Sorry for this insane amount of questions about your headcanons, feel free to answer all, some, or none of them in art or text. 🙇‍♂️

Thank you!

- obsessed with your vision, T. R.

[English is my second language, sorry for possible mistakes.]

Okay wow, thank you for taking the time to write this all out! :D Sure, have some Wammy's teen L & Watari concept art!

To your questions:

What does his room look like? You mean his room at Wammy’s? Or where he lives as an adult? I’m gonna answer either way. ROOM 217 L was one of the few exceptions at Wammy’s, being an actual orphan and living there permanently, so he got his own room and didn’t have to share it with a roommate. He got a corner room, so two sides with windows. And it was A. MESS. The floor was so severly littered with all kind of shit, there was a shape on the floor where the door scraped the stuff out of the way upon opening. I can imagine he rarely pulled the curtains open and rarely opened the windows, so the air in there was thick af. L’S RESIDENCE I headcanon Watari offered L a secluded mansion or something similar at some countryside in scotland or something. Watari is rich after all and I’m sure he owns property. L set his space up in the attic and doesn’t really uses any of the rest of the house. He has staff that regularly comes to keep the property clean and neat but the staff never met L and doesn’t really know who they’re working for. Maybe the mansion is even urban legend talk in the surrounding area. They saw a creepy figure staring out of the attic windows and the kids try to break in every now and then because everybody thinks it’s unoccupied. Maybe someone from the staff threw a party there once because “pff come on, nobody lives there, it’s an empty house, nobody will know” and L heard activities downstairs. Maybe he crept downstairs and mingled with the guests pretending to be a friend. The residence has a server room, maybe in the cellar.

Do you think he has other interests besides detective work? Oh yeah definitely. I think there are very little things L is not interested in. That’s one of his big perks. He researches virtually anything and can pretty much get into anything. That's why he can easily seem like he’s an expert in any topic because he probably read into it already. He was wondering one night about “how DO helicopters work though…?” and then he spent the next 7 hours watching helicopter videos, reading wikipedia articles about that stuff and a few years later he can get in a helicopter with Light any fly the thing.

What's his sexuality? I’m hesitant about answering this because everybody seems to have strong opinions about it and I don’t want to step on anyones feet. But since you’re asking for my opinion and not everybody elses: L feels straight to me.

Will his lower back ever not hurt? No.

Is he lonely? Absolutely. But he pretends he’s not. He pretends he doesn’t need anybody and permanently finds excuses for how he doesn’t even like people and he chooses to be alone. He fills the loneliness with hyperfixations and productive distractions.

Do you think he's autistic?I headcanon him having aspergers, so yes.

Thanks again for the ask <3

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therealhousewifeofharrystyles · 10 months

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Whatcha doin’, Step-Bro?

*Part 1*🔞

Pairing: Harry Styles // Y/N (Step-Sibling EU)

**READ PREQUEL HERE**🔞

**READ PART 2 HERE**🔞

Word Count: ~ 1k words

NSFW -> 18+ Readers Only!!🔞

🔞*Warnings*🔞: adult language, FILTHY masturbation(M), voyeurism/exhibitionism, taboo step-sibling dynamic

Reblogs/shares are welcome!!! Also, request away! My inbox is open!💕📥😇

Also-also, please like, comment, and follow! I can’t know whether you want more if you don’t show me 🥺👉👈 xoxo

💕💖 ~ R

“Sup, lil sis.” Harry says deeply in your ear, startling you as you’ve been washing dishes in the sink for a while now, having been completely alone in the kitchen. You jump out of instinct. “AHHH! Harry!” You gasp. You grab a towel to dry off your hands and then turn around to face him. A stupid smirk covers his stupid, cocky face, but you can’t help the low tingling you feel trickling down your abdomen and stopping at that special place between your legs.

Your parents—his mom and your dad—have been overseas in the UK attending a wedding on the Styles side of the family, leaving you and Harry at home to take care of the house and the cats.

You and Harry technically got along just fine. You made your parents assume so, at least. But behind closed doors, Harry was a constant pest. He’s always gone out of his way to antagonize you. Whether it was sneaking up to you and spooking the living hell out of you, or making gross, perverted comments that only you could hear, he loved to piss you off. You slowly got used to it over the past couple of years, learning that no response was the best response when it comes to Harry and his big mouth. However, sometimes it could be really hard to ignore him even a little bit.

It's been especially difficult for you as the two of you have spent way too much time alone in the house since your dad and step-mom left for the airport. They’ve been gone for only 2 out of their 10-day trip, but you were nearing your limits prematurely.

The first night, he bid his evening ado’s with, “Alright…I think it’s time that me and my three pretty pussies go to bed.” If you weren’t already used to his lewd language, you’d have kicked him in the balls right after the words left his mouth. But this time, you just sat there on the couch and stretched your arms up before picking up one of your cats and heading towards your bedroom. You acted unfazed.

Alas, Harry thought he was so funny. The following morning at around 11am, he called out your name from his bedroom. You were somewhat concerned by how late he’d slept in because he typically preferred to start his days early with an obnoxiously loud work out—beginning by running up and down the stairs and doing push-ups right outside your bedroom door for 10 minutes straight. The absence of your usual, unsolicited morning alarm was pleasant at first. You woke up gently instead of abruptly and you didn’t have to dodge out of Harry’s way when making a break for the bathroom across the hall. Everything was smooth-going. But that obviously began to feel odd…something wasn’t right…maybe Harry was sick, you thought. And surely enough, as you were thinking back to whether he’d touched any of your food within the past 24 hours, his voice echoed from his room, down the hall, and all the way down the stairs to where you were standing at the kitchen island.

“Y/NNN!!!”

What the hell?! Just when you thought you were gonna have a decent day without any interruptions…ugh!

You trudged up the stairs and knocked on his door. “Uh, Harry…?” You announced from the outside of the door. He then replied soon afterwards, “…Yeah…” It sounded like a groan, like he was in pain, or something. You’re squeamish around blood, so you were extremely hesitant to come to his rescue if he’d injured himself in any way. He could be a whiny little bastard, though. So if he’d gotten hurt, he would’ve been throwing much more of a hissy fit than a little groan. Wait…What if he hit his head?! You panicked due to your mind assuming the worst.

Slowly pushing open the door, you peeked inside to check on him. What you saw was not at all the image you were expecting. Not even remotely close. There he was, spread out with his covers pushed down to his feet, his eyes shut and lips parted. One hand was resting on his chest as the other slicked itself up and down his naked length. It was all slippery and shiny. Each stroke made this filthy, wet, snapping sound. It looked as though he’d been at it for a while, as his cock looked painfully hard and his pace was agonizing. He looked to have been edging for the past 2 hours, at least. You just stood there and watched him. It was as if your legs wouldn’t allow you to leave that spot. Your eyes just devoured him in all his vulnerability—studying his rhythm, the noises he made, and the way his tattooed chest, arms, and abdomen flexed sporadically. He was beautiful. Not only was he mesmerizing to watch, but his pants and moans sent electric currents through your lower stomach. You felt sensitive. Similarly to the way the head of Harry’s gorgeous cock throbbed, so did your hidden clit.

His pace grew more desperate, more intentional, more calculated—no longer was he just lazily jerking off. He wanted to cum. Before you could even realize how much time had passed by with you just gawking at him at the doorway, his eyes blinked open and he looked right at you. He was already well-aware of your presence. He knowingly invited you to his little show. It was like he was holding it in for hours just to save it all for you. As his eyes locked onto yours, they refused to break contact. His brow furrowed with intense pleasure and he moaned out, “…Fuuuck…”

You were frozen in place. It wouldn’t even matter if you could move and get the hell out of there because you’d already witnessed it all. Well, almost. Harry’s breathing quickened and so did his sliding fist. He was close.

“…ah, shit…I’m gonna cum…I’m…I’m gonna cum, baby…”

A whimper escaped your lips and your thighs clamped together. The little noises he made merged together into one solid string of groans and profanities, his hips thrusting up to fuck his hand roughly as ropes of white cum spurted out of his cock and all over him. He kept cumming until his body shook from overstimulation, his eyes slowly flickering back and forth between you and his hand throughout the entire finale.

A giant smirk washed over his face after he’d taken his fingers and swiped up some of the warm, sticky cum that coated his glossy skin. He held his hand up as if to gesture an offering towards you and spoke, “…Wanna taste?” Your eyes widened, and you felt the skin of your cheeks heat up. You’d just been a voyeur to your step-brother’s morning masturbation session. To say you were humiliated would be an understatement. How would you ever live this one down? How could you ever live something like this down?

You had no clue what to say to him, what to do at that moment. And so you just pulled his door to a slamming close and bolted down the stairs and out the door. You got in your car and drove to the mall. Retail therapy seemed distracting enough for you to temporarily forget about what just fucking happened.

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Read Part 2 Here

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corrupt-fvcker · 3 years

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May I please request some Erwin smut? 🥺👉👈 Female-reader if possible. Breeding kink if you're about that, but totally understand if not. Thank you.

Breeding Kink

Breeding Kink ( Erwin Smith x fem!Reader )

Warnings: explicit content, sexual content, mentions of body fluid, mentions of pregnancy, breeding kink, unprotected sex, female reader, fluff, almost too fluffy bc i got distracted from the prompt lol, unedited atm

Word Count: 1.2K

Author’s Note: ooh anon, you’re speaking my language :3 i just wrote out some HCs because i just got my first dose of the vax and i’m feeling extra tired. i might release a one-shot soon. also the header above is not my content, please contact me if you’d like credit.

He will commit to one of these two methods: rough and possessive, or soft and sweet. This truly depends on whatever it was that triggered this deep primal need within him.

Jealousy tends to trigger the tougher side of Erwin. He doesn’t tend to get jealous too often, he trusts you entirely with his heart, it will be often variables the cause him to grow protective of your relationship. His jealousy will never come from a place of insecurity.

But when people get a little too friendly with you, Erwin finds it difficult to suppress the need to prove to everyone that you belong to each other. You are his, and he is yours. And anyone that isn’t aware of this fact, needs to face reality sooner rather than later.

When feeling jealous, expect this man to wrap an arm around your waist and pull you to his side. He respects your privacy and doesn’t want to push boundaries, so he won’t act too cheeky. But, with that being said, Erwin will display a few signs that are explicitly for couples— kissing your cheek, having his arm around you, calling you his “darling”, and other subtle moves that send a clear message.

Now, while Erwin will process his jealousy in a rather tame fashion publicly, he struggles with controlling himself as soon as you two are in the safety of your shared home.

Don’t be too surprised when he’s pushing you up against the front door before it even manages to close completely. Expect him to try to grasp full control over the situation— holding your jaw in his hand as he kisses you, pushing his tongue into your mouth, nipping at your lips, holding your wrists in his free hand— all he wants is to feel like he has some sort of control, even though you both know you equally share the power in your relationship.

He won’t hesitate to bend you over the nearest surface in order to fuck you properly, he doesn’t need a mattress to get the job done. Will hike up your skirt around your hips or yank your pants down below your knees in order to feel you.

Probably doesn’t even bother to take off your panties, will just shove them aside in order to keep them out of the way. Or, if he’s feeling particularly territorial, he’ll rip them off of you and shove them in his pocket. Yeah, don’t expect to ever see those panties ever again.

Definitely not the sweet Erwin you’re so used to. Don’t expect him to call you his darling again for the rest of the night. His baby girl... his sweet thing...

“You’re mine, isn’t that right?” Asks you little questions that he knows you can’t answer because of how lost in pleasure you are.

Turns into a cocky little shit.

“I’m the only one that can make you feel this good. Nobody else can make you cum like this.”

Expect hickeys, bite marks, and bruises. This man is claiming what’s his. Marking his territory. And please, for the love of god, mark him up too. If you reciprocate his need to protect your love, he will glow.

He will definitely fuck you to the point that you’re beginning to feel overstimulated before he even thinks about finishing. If you’re not limp and satisfied, he’s not happy.

“Come on, sweet girl. I know you have another in you.”

But when you get to the point where you can’t handle any more? Expect this man to start rambling. He’s gotten himself so worked up that he didn’t even realize how close to cumming he truly is.

“I’m gonna fill you up, ‘kay?” He’s still thrusting, voice cracking with lust and need. You’re whimpering beneath him, eyes screwing shut at the overwhelming sensation of him pounding into you. “I’m going to fuck a baby into you.”

Now, if you’ve discussed the topic of starting a family previously, this man will cum inside of you without a second thought. If you’ve yet to have that conversation, don’t worry, he’s all talk and will pull out.

If he cums in you, he’ll take one of two routes. Stay inside of you for as long as you allow him to, keeping his cock deep within you so that his seed doesn’t drip out. Or, he’ll pull out and sink between your legs, using his tongue and fingers to keep his cum inside.

Now, if Erwin’s feeling soft and sweet with your it’s most likely triggered by something overwhelmingly domestic. And he isn’t going to act out of possessiveness, but rather his genuine desire to start a family with you. And while it’s not extremely kinky, it’s honestly more of this man just wanting to be happy with you and have living proof of your love in the form of some children.

Will plan out a romantic evening for the two of you, polishing off the night with some sweet love making.

Prefers positions where he can gaze into your eyes. I told you he gets really sappy. Wants to hold your hands as he maintains a steady rhythm.

Oh, and did I forget to mention that this man will make you cum on his tongue and fingers at least twice before he even thinks about his own pleasure? A fucking king.

Expect him to whispering sweet nothings in your ear the entire time.

“Sweet girl, you taste divine.”

“You look so beautiful bouncing on my cock.”

“I can’t wait to watch your belly swell with our child.”

Please beg him to fill you up. He’ll never forget how pretty those words sounded as they spilled from your lips.

He needs cuddles afterwards. As soon as he’s done cleaning you up, please pull this man into your arms and never let’s go.

So tired from previous activities, he will spill his guts to you about his little big family fantasy. Play with his hair as he tells you about how happy you’ll both be at this time next year when your newborn daughter is born.

Yes, Erwin somehow just knew your firstborn was a girl.

“When our daughter—”

“Or son, Erwin.”

“Darling, enough. We’re having a little girl.”

Nobody knows how this man predicted the sex of your firstborn, but he also manages to do it with your other children as well. Motherfucker never misses.

Will try to convince you to have another baby as soon as your youngest begins to get a little too independent for his liking.

“Erwin, she’s only one! She’s only just starting to walk!”

“And the next thing we’ll know is that she’s driving. Please, my love, just one more?”

This goes without saying, but I’ll say it anyways, he would never get you pregnant without your consent. He’s just got a breeding kink, he’s not a maniac.

Is the best husband ever when you’re pregnant. He’s got all of your usual cravings covered and he will wait on your every command. Need a foot massage? He’ll go get the scented lotion you like. Morning sickness? He’s got some ginger tea and crackers waiting at your bedside table. Having bad thoughts about your body? Go lay down on your bed, he’ll spend the rest of the day worshiping you if you’ll allow it.

He’s also just such an amazing father. You can’t even be mad at the fucker for getting you pregnant when you watch him love your children so unconditionally and deeply.

please reblog to help support my blog <33 also, hi anon, sorry for getting off track with your request lol. i know it was supposed to be super smutty and this is pretty much all fluff. i hope you enjoyed it anyways :)

#erwin smith #erwin smith x reader #attack on titan #aot #erwin smith x reader smut #erwin smith x you #CW pregnancy #TW pregnancy #CW breeding kink #TW breeding kink #my writing #corrupt-fvcker #fanfic #fanfiction #aot fanfiction

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inarocky · 2 years

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Could you do team zit please? 👉👈

I'm always down to write Team ZIT <3

Zedaph placed two bottles in front on the table, one in front of Impulse the other in front of Tango. The two shared a look, Tango mildly curious while Impulse seemed hesitant. Zed made note of that on the clipboard he was holding. If it was relevant information or not, he didn’t know, but science was all about not knowing right? Not knowing and taking notes, that’s how one did science.

“So what are you waiting for? Drink up!” Zed said cheerfully when neither Tango nor Impulse moved to take the bottles.

Tango leaned forward and grabbed the vial. He carefully looked at what was inside, seeing the shimmery, purple liquid move around. Whatever it was, it seemed thick, and very clearly magical. Tango placed the bottle back on the table and grabbed the one in front of Impulse. Both vials looked exactly the same.

“So what is this?” Tango finally asked after looking at what Zed had offered for a long while.

“If I told you, It’d ruin the surprise, wouldn’t it? I mean- Ruin the experiment!” Zed said with a barely held laugh “C’mon. It’s safe! I’m sure. Do it for science!”

“Did you test it before?” Impulse asked. He hadn’t moved to touch the bottles yet.

“Of course not! You think I’m crazy? That’s why you’re here!” Zedaph laughed. “You agreed to help me! C’mon!”

“I didn’t know helping you involved questionable potions.” Slowly Impulse grabbed the bottle still on the table. He didn’t seem too happy about having to try it.

“Well, what’s the worst that could happen?” Tango lifted his bottle in the air “Cheers!” He said before he chugged the whole thing in one go.

Zed and Impulse stared at Tango as he slammed the empty bottle on the table, Impulse curious and hesitant, Zed with a manic glint in his eyes, pen on his clipboard, and eagerness to see the results.

Moments ticked by. A few particles floated around Tango, but nothing seemed to happen

“How do you feel?” Impulse asked.

“Fine. I don’t feel any different” Tango shrugged.

“Alright then.” With that, Impulse tipped the remaining bottle into his mouth and gulped down the contents. He made a face after he swallowed. “That tastes worse than weakness potion.”

Zed didn’t answer, he was staring at Impulse with an expectant look that grew more intense when the swirly particles came out of his body. “How do you feel, Impulse?”

“Hm? Fine?” He looked at his hands and saw… nothing out of the ordinary, except the particles, but those weren’t too exciting.

Zedaph seemed to deflate in disappointment. “Maybe it doesn’t work after all...” he noted that down on his clipboard, immediately followed by a few lines theorizing what might have gone wrong, slowly pacing around the lab distractedly. Soon enough he seemed to forget Impulse and Tango were even there with him as he muttered to himself softly.

Not for long though.

“Zed... ZED, ZED, WHAT IS THIS!” Tango’s loud, high pitched voice broke his focus and Zedaph looked up from his notes. Impulse and Tango were no longer in front of him, and at first he wasn’t sure where they went.

It was Impulse yelling that prompted him to look up. “ZEEED WHAT DID YOU DO?”

Zedaph gasped and then his whole face morphed into a delighted look of wonder as he took in Impulse pinned against the ceiling, his arms waving around unable to grab anything and Tango not too far from him, floating gently across the room.

“Oh my goodness! That is amazing!”

“It’s not amazing!! Put me down!”

It looked like neither of them could quite control where they were going. Tango was laughing his ass off, trying to swim mid air and failing to move more than a few inches. Impulse had his arms crossed, and he was glaring at Zed with a stern look, though the effect was a little lost with how he couldn’t hide his smile of amusement.

“My very own potion of… Floaty-...Shulker- float” Zed said slowly, finishing with a confused face “Name still in progress.” He noted that down in his clipboard as well, just in case. “Oh! I need to make more! I thought the shulker shells would make some kind of magic armor, I had no idea it had floaty properties in it! This is great!”

He wasn’t even done talking before he was leaving the main room of his lab to go deeper in, towards the combrewter. There was science to be made! And potions to brew!

“Wait Zed! Don’t leave us here!”

“Zed! How long does this last!”

Impulse and Tango called at the same time, but Zed didn’t seem like he heard them. He was already gone. Knowing him, he wouldn’t be back before at least a few hours.

Silence fell between them, Impulse put his hands in his face with a deep sigh before his shoulders dropped in defeat “This is our life now.”

Who knew how long the potion effect would last?

Tango gently floated towards the wall of sheep, he didn’t look particularly bothered. “So uh…. How’s Boatem? Heard you had a bit of a ravager problem lately. That’s terrible for business, why would you guys do that?”

“Oh, shut up!” Impulse laughed.

Outside the lab, the giant moon appeared on the horizon, watching over the two floaty hermits.

#Hermitcraft #Zedaph #impulsesv #tangotek #tango tek #unsafe lab practice with Dr. Zedaph #ina creates

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lunaekalenda · 3 years

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hi! can I request warriors + colt with a s/o that suffers from schizophrenia? you can not write if you are uncomfortable with this! 👉👈

i'll try my best honey! i hope you like it and that i get it right! <3

a/n: in order to make a proper headcanons, i consulted some health articles and essays about how to support a partner who suffers from schizophrenia, and it also helped me a lot to understand more about this, so writing this was a learning experience for me. i’ll copy some articles down in the headcanon <3 since it is a huge diagnosis, i took too long to write it, but i didn’t want to mess it up or be disrespectful towards anyone. also thanks to @levisgirll for all your help sweetie! also sorry for short bert and annie :')

please, if you see any error, for little it can be, correct me!

remember mental health is AS IMPORTANT as physical health, and searching help doesn’t make you a coward, it shows how strong you are. don’t be afraid to search help on friends or professionals! :D

❁ shingeki warriors!

❁ reiner, porco, pieck, annie, bertholdt, colt.

❁ w: schizophrenia (just in case)

reiner:

- he'll be really comprehensive and caring.

- he decides by himself to speak to the profesional who treats you to know everything you’ll need

- he’s really patient, so he won’t yell at you or get mad because he knows it is involuntary.

- reminds you of the pills in case you forget about them.

- he doesn't hesitate to sit next to you when you feel how reality starts to disappear, making you feel conected to Earth again.

- he always tells you how well you're bearing with it.

- "you're so strong, my love."

porco:

- he decided to assist to couple therapy, he has read you could have difficulties expressing all your symptoms by yourself, he wants to help.

- he also thinks it is a good way to start to introduce himself in your routines, making him someone you can relay on.

- he didn’t knew that much about it, so he spends afternoons reading articles.

- he just wants you to feel understood, that’s why he puts that much effort.

- he doesn’t tell you he has read that, he’ll just keep learning, and then he's able to talk about it with you.

- also, he's quick recognizing symptoms and having a list of your medicines.

pieck:

- she's always caring for you, always alert in case you disassociate.

- she has a little notebook on her bag with emergency numbers and all your symptoms

- she's the one that buys your medicines once the doctor tells her wich ones.

- she's really methodic when she orders them, always checking twice how many of them you have to take and if they're the right quantity of mendicine in each.

- sometimes you cry, because you're tired of pills. she'll hug you.

- "i know it is difficult, but you can bear with it, i'm sure!"

annie:

- she always talks to you calmly if she sees you're about to lose control of yourself.

- she'll ask you to breath and center all your attention in her voice.

- "now inhale. that's it..."

bertholdt:

- he always tries to make you feel comfortable

- when you start with a word salad, he'll listen quietly to you and search a connection between all the words you've said.

- in case you want to say something important.

- if not, he'll try to make you laugh, making combinations of the words you say as if they were short stories.

colt:

- he will not doubt to call a profesional to make sure he's taking good care of you.

- he won't make you feel constantly spied, he'll just observe you in silence while you two are sharing a lazy afternoon, for example.

- he knows how important is making you feel that he loves you, because you're a person and not your illness. And that's how everybody should see you.

- they told him it helps you to want to continue with treatment, making you feel encouraged towards it.

- he always divides home chores to make you occupied, because that can help you a lot.

- "baby, today you'll be cleaning the windows, hm?"

links:

relationships and schizoprenia

some doctors answer a girl’s question (spanish link)

story of a couple (spanish link)

how to help (spanish link)

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mothwithteeth · 3 years

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imagine being supee inexperienced and mina teaches you how to masturbate ~the right way~ and teaches you how to please other girls (like HER!!) 🥺👉👈

oh my GOD OH MY GOD odfkjgh hhhh that’s so fucking gay im just

“boys are cute and all, but there’s something special about another woman,” while kissing your neck. all because you told her you’ve never been with a girl before. not that you didn’t want to you just... haven’t... it’s complicated okay!

she finds out you’ve never cum before and tuts sympathetically before offering to help you with that

you expect her to take over - to make you feel good, but she doesn’t

she pulls you into her lap, your back to her chest, and she guides your fingers

her hand on top of yours while your fingers clumsily circle your clit

“that’s right, over the hood. doesn’t that feel nice?” her purring in your ear only makes you wetter, needier. you want her to touch you. need it “c’mon baby. make yourself cum for me. you’re doing so good”

the praise rips through you like you’ve been shot. her fingers press yours down a little more firmly, taking over your hand to keep them circling your clit. you’re so close, so dangerously close

she kisses your neck and keeps praising you as you completely fall apart at own guided touch

“show me how to make you feel good,” you practically demand once you gather your wits again

she keeps you in her lap, kissing you and letting you know that you don’t have to, but you’re insistent

she guides you down her chest, sucking her nipples while she continues to coo praises

you’re a little more hesitant when you’re on your knees, between her legs

“baby girl, we can stop if you want,” but you’re absolutely determined; placing kisses on her thighs and tummy to psych the both of you up

she lets out a long, content sigh when you gather the courage to lap at her cunt tentatively

“ooooh, good girl, a little harder, yeah,” her fingers tangle in your hair as you gain confidence, using firmer, longer licks

you know you’ve found her clit when her hips twitch and the grip on your hair tightens. you know enough to be gentle here; kitten licks with the tip of your tongue before taking it between your plush lips

the sound mina makes short circuits your brain; pure and simple. “yeah! right there! oh god!” you suck lightly at her encouragement before going back to long, firm licks

it takes time and effort, but you learn what she likes in part through her instruction, and in part from your own initiative

and when she finally cums you feel like you’ve conquered everest

she breathlessly drags you back to her face to kiss you, not letting you wipe your face still dripping with her arousal

after a shared shower spent homoerotically washing each other off, you can go cuddle and go to bed

#ask the moth #ashido mina x reader #bnha smut #mha smut #bnha x reader #mha x reader #Anonymous

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bamberry · 3 years

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This is not miraculous ladybug related,

(it sorta is 😀)

it’s mentioned but this is just more of heyyyyyyyy nice to meet youuuuu.

Because I’ve now realized I never really introduced myself on this blog. I kinda just appeared out of nowhere tbh.

But my blog is becoming such a big place now so I think it’s the least I can do. Some of y’all might care some of y’all might not- I’m not really going to press you on the matter.

Soooooo, my blog is Bamberry. I don’t know how or why I have this name. I seriously have no idea what I was thinking but hey, here we are. Will I ever change the name? If I ever think of a better one, maybe.

On my blog you can call me Ber/Bam, whatever you prefer tbh. Or you can call me by my real name if want. My name real is Amelie. (Or nickname which is Mel) No I’m not French but I was pleasantly surprised to finally see a character from a show that shared the same name as muah.

Alas, I still can never find my name on those keychains in gas stations 😔

My pronouns are she/her. Though I’m not particularly strict on it.

’m not shy? Sorta? I mean if you say hi I’ll say hi back and I do my best to keep conversations going. I guess I get a bit nervous and flustered. But please! I genuinely love talking to you guys. also I’m kinda hoping to make some new friends on here to talk about ml with too. Kinda have been avoiding it because I just overthink a lot lol.

I hope I don’t come off as like someone who’s aggressive on my blog- truth be told I don’t even know what vibe I give out. Do I even give a vibe out? Or does this blog feel like a robot is managing it?

So, In case you weren’t sure,(which hopefully isn’t the case but nonetheless) this is a miraculous ladybug blog. I’ve been in the fandom since the dawn of time but I never really had an entire blog dedicated to the show until recently.

This blog had started off as user friendly but at one point I said fuck it. Obviously I do restrain myself from time to time but sometimes I can’t help it.

I do blog other ships besides the love square. Either because I find it cute, the art is good, I’m supporting the artist, or because I feel like it. I don’t hate, I don’t discriminate (UNLESS YOURE SHIPPING THINGS LIKE HAWKMOTH AND MARINETTE THEN IN THAT CASE I WILL PHYSICALLY HURT YOU)

Besides that everybody’s safe here.

The more people you ship, the more you can indulge yourself in the many fics and fine works of art.

At least that’s how I see it.

Anyways.

I post spoilers. Always, All the time. This blog is not the place if you’re trying to avoid spoilers. I will post spoilers as the episode airs. I will post spoilers before the episodes airs, and I will post spoilers AFTER the episode airs. I will sometimes tag ml spoilers if I remember to in posts but other than that and the big warning in my bio, it’s all I’ll really do.

I think a good chunk of you knows that I usually post things like art, rants, theories, headcanons, literally anything and everything I think of,

Speaking of you guys, I do actually recognize my active followers and 👉👈 well I appreciate you very much. Whether you’re new follower or an older one. I love you all equally. I’d shoutout but I’m afraid I’d forget one of you and feel bad about it for the next four years. But you know who you are!

I am looking forward more interaction with y’all. Especially with the way the show be hitting us with the pain. We’re all gonna need therapy by the end of it.

:,)

That being said! If there is anything you’d like to know please don’t hesitate to ask. My dms are always opens and of course so are my asks.

#bamberry blog #about me #heyyyyooo #miraculous ladybug #bamberry asks #bamberry rant #bamberry #bamberry vibes

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