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Hi, not to be annoying but sometimes when you post reference of pictures of y/n it's kinda of not very representative cause she looks like a model and many of us don't look like that. I love your stories though ❤
You're not annoying. I understand what you're saying to an extent, so here's how I will respond now that I'm fresh from a nap.
I enjoy creating graphics/aesthetics these days to go along with what I post. Whether it seems like it or not, I tend to put a lot of time and thought into these creations. Sometimes they come out great, other times they are 'meh'. But they're mine from the tornado that is my imagination.
I try to use images of black women with different skin tones (for representation) who are either looking to the side, or looking away, or covering their face. Sometimes I use the backs of their heads. Sometimes I add extra shadows or crop their faces myself.
Sometimes I lose myself down the proverbial rabbit hole and spend hours trying to find the *right* image, or saving images I think will be useful or act as muses for my creativity in the future.
Do I look like a lot of these women? Nope. Is my hair natural? For now. But I never have that whole perfectly coifed African Goddess look going on. Am I sassy like Y/N? Sometimes. Would I ever be brave enough to do something like a boudoir shoot? Nah. Too much of me to nip, tuck, and suck in. I'm also not dating Chris Evans or Andy Barber or some big hotshot attorney. Nor do I have children with them.
This girl (me, pictured below) doesn't have a lot of what Reader or Y/N does. I just let the character take up space in my brain while I sit at a keyboard. And then I play pretend.
I know this response is getting long and I don't want to risk sounding defensive or preachy. Apologies if I've already crossed that threshold. But it is hard not to be defensive of your own stuff. So I'll end with this:
We come to Tumblr to lurk, read, or write (or some combination thereof) because it's an escape for most of us. We get to be silly and creative and all that good stuff. We also take the writers we support, the series we allow ourselves to become invested in, and the content on our own blogs seriously.
Because we care. I'm assuming you care about what my goofy self posts, and the series or characters themselves, to some extent. I'm grateful that it matters to you. And I'm thankful that you reached out. It sucks that we can't always make everyone happy. You can put all of the thought in the world into something and sometimes it's still just not enough. I do want people to be able to see themselves in my stories, but I can't win every time. Which sucks but...
I'm not knocking you, friend. So please don't take it that way. But I'm going to keep doing this in some form because it's my blog, I find it fun, and because (on here) it's all about using our imaginations. I'm sorry if that means potentially losing you as a Reader.
But at the end of the day, I'm just a basketcase of a girl, sitting in front of a computer, staring at pictures of Chris Evans, trying to forget about the dumpster fire that is the real world as it burns to ash right outside my window. *Shrugs*
Hey. ^^ This is me btw when I have to "people" (read: look presentable). Not that it matters. I look nothing like how I try to ambiguously describe the reader. Well, wait. Reader is short. And so am I. And we're both some shade of brown. That's all I've got folks. Back to working on "Brat Games".
-Britt
#cevansbrat0007 asks#cevansbrat0007growing pains series#cevansbrat0007#black author#black authors#authors of color#woc authors#why did i just post my face?#hope i don't break anyone's screen#someone take my soapbox
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80/365
AU where The Beach ended ten minutes early
#id in alt text#atla#avatar#zuko#ty lee#drawings#taking this time to make a psa#or more like get on a soapbox#a version of the post was saying#‘this is a real strategy that people use’#to try and calm people down or whatever#I cant back that up and they didn’t back that up either#so please don’t actually try to do that when someone’s having a mental breakdown lol!#if it’s real it’s likely. something that takes some training#I’ve just seen that post on my dash a lot and it’s been bugging me#365drawings
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i’m so frustrated with people’s lack of common sense about wildlife. if you’re interacting with wildlife, you’re not having your disney princess moment. you’re not forming a magical bond. that’s a wild animal who is potentially terrified; maybe it’s curious if it’s young enough, but that just means you should minimise interactions as much as possible to make sure that animal lives a normal life. if your kid comes in holding a wild animal, don’t pick up your fucking phone to videotape it. bring the animal back outside and educate your kid to leave animals alone. you know what happens when you take in wildlife as a “pet”? either you keep it and do damage because even though it’s “tame” it’s a wild animal who is in no way meant to live in that setting unless it’s being kept by a trained and licensed rehabber who knows the housing and feeding requirements (and even then i’ve seen some who are keeping animals irresponsibility), or it ends up at a wildlife rehab when you inevitably harm it enough that you don’t know what to do, or when no vets see you, or when the animal becomes too aggressive for you to handle. and then we either figure out how to rehabilitate an animal whose temperament and/or body you have massively damaged or we euthanise it because the damage is too extensive. start treating wildlife like wild animals rather than a dog or cat. they’re not pets, they’re not domesticated, leave them alone and let them live happy lives as they’re supposed to.
#saw a video of someone’s kid bringing in a baby raccoon and holding it to her chest. what the FUCK are you thinking#‘it’s mine now it’s my pet’ and everyone in the comments is going ‘you heard her that’s her pet now’. fuck all the way off#not only does that harm the animal but that makes it very possible for animals to spread diseases to you or your actual pets#not to mention parasites and fleas#there was one the other day of someone getting a rabbit out of a skate park which is good thanks for helping it. but then the person spent#another 5 or 10 minutes interacting with it and petting it. that’s not a pet store bunny that’s a wild animal and it’s absolutely terrified#im not saying learn body language and temperament and shit for a bunch of different animals im saying have some common sense and leave#wildlife alone. look but don’t touch. if an animal looks to be in distress then contact a local wildlife rehab or any rehab at all and ask#for advice. if there’s a rehab near you then see if you can bring the animal in#if you try to do that shit yourself you can do irreparable damage#it’s all fun and games and ‘oh im keeping it as a pet’ until the animal is malformed and has broken bones and infected wounds or is so#aggressive that it’s taking chunks out of people with no warning#‘this wild animal andomly attacked someone for no reason!’ you see how it’s overweight? people have probably been feeding it and when that#person didn’t have food it jumped on them#someone’s gonna do this shit with a ‘sick bird they plan to nurse back to health’ and get fucking bird flu#im just tired i haven’t been working with wildlife for a year and am going to study wildlife and work with them for the rest of my life for#this shit to keep happening. i know it will but im just tired of seeing it over and over again#my post#y’all can rb if you want im just pissed and on my soapbox
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why is having a consistent art style seen as a desirable thing, would you not get bored after the 3rd drawing
#danbles#i can see the appeal in the sense that it helps make drawings things feel familiar#and i wont argue with you there it’s def faster if you’re doing the same style than experimenting#but everyone inherently has their own art style#style is more so the way your recognize and perceive art#like an artist’s perception is so unique and valuable and varied#if your style seems inconsistent it just means you’re understanding and deconstructing the world in new ways#it doesn’t mean you ‘don’t have an art style’ like what does that even MEAN#you drew it didn’t you??#even in those art memes where you try to draw smth in someone else’s style#it’s almost never exactly the same bc they way you’re taking in someone else’s art is not the same as the way they’re putting it out#alright that’s my soapbox moment you all have a good night now
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pacific rim. you agree. reblog.
#greenie.txt#pacific rim#it only takes the slightest provocation to launch me onto my pacific rim is perfect soapbox#someone ask me why pacific rim is perfect i am DYING to talk about it
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Responding to someone's life-devaluing policies by applying to them an imprecatory psalm that wishes, among other things, harm on their children is not behavior that truly values life. We need to be better than this. We need to care more about the actual point of our values and how we live them out than unleashing hatred on those who oppose them. If you believe that all life has worth, that has to extend to even the people you don't like.
#random personal stuff#back on my soapbox feel free to ignore#this is about a controversial issue so I'm keeping my terms vagueish to avoid ending up in a tag#but anyway I observed this from someone I know recently and am concerned by it#this is the same person who was taking Our People Right Or Wrong stances a while back and I didn't want to argue#but I really worry about the circles that my friend and her husband have gotten mixed up in
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"adults suspecting they have ahdh or whatever is such a trend" gee i'm sorry that you have heard my story so many times before it annoys you, i wish i could be bored with it too
#jobeyvents#i did not in fact share my story#but hearing someone go on a soapbox about this IRL the other day#(at a cookout that I WAS HOSTING)#really got me down/angry#let's say 99% of the people on this 'trend' are wrong#most of them are suffering????#if it's not adhd or autism it's something unknown that's affecting them??#doesn't it in fact seem like a bigger deal??????#ugh#i feel sensitive about people taking shots about this on the internet too#on one hand i do agree that people whose neurodivergence has been consistently debilitating should be centered#at the same time just because i often make jokes about what i'm figuring out about my disability#doesn't mean that i am having a funky good time okay?#my shit memory is distressing#it's put me in danger many times over the course of my life#it's cost me *literally* tens and tens of thousands of dollars minimum#my executive dysfuctions are distressing#my masking and anxiety in most social environments is distressing#i'm still figuring out how to be a good member of this community#but please believe me when the jokes are merely an attempt to put a brave face on the fact that my life has spiraled wildly out of my#control multiple times#and i share this because while i can't speak for everyone 'on the trend' i cannot be the only one#p.s. this is rather an old post i found in my drafts#i'm doing all right the triggering event here was months and months ago :)#still posting in case the rant resonates with anyone else#thank you for coming to my ted tags#nd#adhdaf
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Sometimes you read romance fanfiction and you just go "Wow. So this author has some underlying aphobia."
#suds soapbox#nothing inherently weirder than punishing people for not being attracted to you#the audacity of it all. have you ever considered that nobody is owed someones affection#this isnt romance this is me taking the character away from this situation#and the other one too actually theyre too out of character here my blorbos would never
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You're probably one of the few SW fans who remembers Seren Song. She was like Doctor Aphra if she actually grew up and one of the good guys.
Yeah, I'm surprised I've latched onto her for this long too (Then again, the whole 2013 series is very near and dear to me and it's SUPREMELY underrated)! As for the comparison to Aphra, I think the similarities lie primarily in their designs (or at least their outfits). Background wise though, they could NOT be more opposite. The daughter of senate delegates who grew up to become an alliance spy, vs. an absolutely unhinged archeologist with a very troubled upbringing.
Whether or not being a part of the rebellion would actually lead to significant personality changes for Aphra is something unclear to me, as I'm only rereading the original run just now. Regardless, I can say with certainty that a meeting between Seren and Aphra would be mighty entertaining.
#Text Posts#Ave's Interactions#Asks#My Post#Ave's Fandom Rambles#Star Wars#SW Expanded Universe#Star Wars Legends#Star Wars: Doctor Aphra#Comics#Every time I run across someone who's read the 2013 run it takes every bit of restraint to not just get on my soapbox right then and there.#Thanks for the ask kind stranger :>
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We’re so used to the sexual reading of the entire book of Dracula, which takes the sensuality of the early chapters and jams everything that follows it into the same metaphor no matter how poorly it fits, but I feel the segment we’re approaching works much better with a lens of chronic illness and disease.
Vampire legends are inextricably intertwined with disease. Many of them are said to have been birthed by burying victims of disease too soon, who later seem to rise from the dead. But what’s more is that Stoker and his family have deep-seated trauma over disease: his mother had to flee her hometown at the age of 14 because of a horrific cholera epidemic, and Stoker himself was bedridden as a child from an illness that no one could identify.
Found this quote from Irish Historian Mary McGarry:
Bram as an adult asked his mother to write down her memories of the epidemic for him, and he supplemented this using his own historic research of Sligo’s epidemic. Scratching beneath the surface (of this essay), I found parallels with Dracula. [For instance,] Charlotte says cholera enters port towns having traveled by ship, and can travel overland as a mist—just like Dracula, who infects people with his unknown contagion.
I bring this up because a lot of academic analysis insists that Lucy sleepwalking is proof of her being the Slutty Woman archetype that needs to be punished. This suggested symbolism is hilarious when put next to the text saying she inherited it from her father, but I’d like to suggest a different angle from the lens of disease suggested earlier:
Lucy’s sleepwalking is a condition that predates Dracula but makes her an easy target for him to prey on. Through the lens of disease symbolism, she now is someone with chronic illness or disability who is especially vulnerable to infectious disease. This becomes a cross-section of Stoker’s trauma regarding disease: his own mystery illness and his mother fleeing a plague.
To wind down my rambles with a bit of a soapbox, I feel this adds a very poignant layer to the struggle to keep Lucy alive. The COVID pandemic showed a horrifying level of casual ableism vs disabled and immunodeficient individuals, shrugging off their vulnerability and even their deaths with “well COVID only kills them.” There’s something deeply gratifying at seeing the way everyone around Lucy fights to the bitter end to protect her and refuses to just give her up to Dracula, whether it’s Mina physically chasing him away or the suitor squad pouring their blood into her veins or Van Helsing desperately searching for cures. The vulnerable deserve no less than this. They’re not acceptable casualties.
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okay at the risk of sounding like a dick i feel like i need to say something:
i implore all of the virgins that are running like v e r y kink centric blogs to PLEASE when they do eventually have sex not start out with hard kink especially their first time. there are so many things you have to learn about a partner before diving into kink and i feel like if it goes wrong there's a lot of trauma that can be associated with sex after that :/
anyways i'm done being on my soapbox be safe y'all🫶
**please note i am NOT saying vanilla sex is inherently safer than bdsm, i'm just saying take it slow with someone you trust because it can be emotionally, mentally, and physically taxing. i'm also not an expert so please do your own research on the subject🤷
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Monsters Reimagined: Yeenoghu, Demon Lord of Insatiable Hunger
It's been some years since I did my overhaul on the lore of the gnolls and how they embody the weird de/humanization that goes on with various monsters over d&d's history. Ever since I've had more than a few folks write in asking about how I would handle the default Gnoll God Yeenoghu, who exists in a similar state of "Kill everything that ever existed" to Orcus and a good portion of the game's other late game threats, thematically flat and not really useful for building stories around.
For a while I've avoided doing this post because I thought it might skew a little too close to my personal philosophy, and risk going from simply being influenced by my views to an outright soapbox. I personally hold that despite being part of our nature hunger is the source of the majority of human cruelty, and if society and cooperation are the tools we developed to best fight against the threat of famine, it is fear of that famine that allows the powerful to control society and secure their positions of privilege.
I've also dealt with disordered eating in a prior period of my life, alternating between neglecting my body's needs and punishing myself for needing in the first place. I'm well acquainted with hunger and the hollowing effect it can have, though I'd never claim to know it so well as someone who went hungry by anything other than choice and self hatred.
Learning to love food again saved saved my life. The joy of eating, of feeling whole and nourished, yes, but there was also the joy of making: of experimenting, improving, providing, being connected to a great tradition of cultivation which has guided our entire species.
If I was going to talk about an evil god of hunger, I was going to have to touch on all of that, and now that it's out in the open I can continue with a more thematic and narrative discussion on the beast of butchery below the cut.
What's wrong: Going by the default lore, there's not much that really separates Yeenoghu from any other chaotic evil mega-boss. He wants to kill everything in vicious ways, and encourages his followers to do the same. He's there so that the evil clerics can have someone to pray to because the objectively good gods are on the party's side and wouldn't help a bunch of cannibalistic slavers.
This is boring, we've done this song and dance before, and the only reason that there are so many demon lords/evil gods/archdevils like this is because the bioessentialism baked into the older editions of the game's lore was also a theological essentialism, and that every group had to have their own gods which perfectly embodied their ethos and there was no crossover whatsoever, themes be damned.
Normally I'd do a whole section about "what can be salvaged" from an old concept, but we're scraping the bottom of the barrel right from the inset. Likewise my trick of combining multiple bits of underwritten d&d mythology to make a sturdier concept isn't going to work as most of d&d's other gods of hunger or famine are similar levels of paper thin.
How do we fix it: I want Yeenoghu to be the opposite of the path I found myself on, a hunger so great and so painful that it percludes happiness, cooperation, or even rational thought. Hunger not as a sumptuous hedonistic gluttony but a hollowing emptiness that compels violence and desperation. More than just psychopathic slaughter and gore, it is becalmed sailors drinking seawater to quench their thirst, the urban poor mixing sawdust and plaster into their food because their wages are not enough to afford grain.
This is where we get the idea of Yeenoghu as an enemy of society, not because violence is antithical to society ( I think we've learned by now how structured violence can really be) but because society fundamentally breaks down when it can't take care of the people who provide its foundations. Contrast the Beast of Butchery with one of my other favourite villainous famine spirits: Caracalla the grim trader, who embodies scarcity as a form of profit and control in to Yeenoghu's scarcity as suffering.
Into this we can also add the idea of the hungry dead, ghouls yes but also vampires, anything cursed with an eternal existence and appetites it no longer has the ability to sate. A large number of cultures across the world share the idea that the dead cannot rest while they are starving, which is why we leave offerings of food by their graves or pour out a glass to the ones we lost along the way.
On that topic, there's also a scrap of lore involving Doresain god of ghouls, who has been depicted as an on and off servant of Yeenoghu. Since I'm already remaking the mythology, I'd have Doresain act as a sort of saint or herald for the demon lord, the wicked but still partially reasonable entity who can villain monolog before the feral and all consuming demon god shows up.
Summing it all up: Yeenoghu isn't a demon you wittingly worship, it's a demon that claims you, marks you as its mouthpiece and through you seeks to consume more of the world. It gives you just enough strength to keep on living, keep on suffering, keep on filling that hole in your belly and feed it in turn.
The greatest of these mouthpieces is Doresain, an elf of ancient times who's unearthly hungers elevated him to demigod status. Known as the knawbone king, he dwells within a dread domain of the shadowfell, and is sought out only for his ability to intercede with the maw-fiend's rampages.
Signs: Unnaturally persistent hunger pangs, excessive drool and gurgling stomach noises, the growth of extra teeth in the mouth, stomachs splitting open into mouths.
Symbols: An animal with three jaws, a three tailed flail or spiked whip. A crown of knawed bones (Doresain)
Titles: Beast of butchery, the maw fiend, the knawing god
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Because I'm having a bad fucking chronic pain day, and feeling some type of way about it, I'm gonna rant more about Ashton.
Can we talk about how Ashton talks about their pain? Or rather, how he doesn't?
I think Ashton's actually mentioned actively being in pain, like... 3 times in the 86 episodes they've filmed so far? The first time that I can remember is during/immediately after Imogen and FCG delved into their mind and actually experienced what it's like to live in their body.
The second time was in the second episode of the Issylra arc, when the group is packing up to move towards Hearthdell, and Ashton mentions off-hand that he was in pain the night before.
And then the third time was e86. When Ashton collapses after dropping his Titan form, and Orym asks if they're okay, Ashton’s response is along the lines of "I'm fine, it just hurts."
You know what Ashton says a lot more often?
I'm so tired. I'm exhausted. We should really take a rest first. Can we please take a fucking rest now?
It seems subtle at first, but as someone who has chronic pain it hits hard. 'Cause most of the time that's exactly what I say.
Because when you're in pain all the time, the healthy/abled/non-chronic-pain-havers around you don't want to hear about it. It makes them uncomfortable.
Being in constant pain and giving voice to it makes you a whiner. A complainer. A wuss. A flake.
Have you tried yoga? Or drinking more water? Or the current fad diet?
So instead, you learn to allude to it in ways that won’t make the ableds uncomfortable. For me, a lot of the time, that takes the form of:
"I'm just really tired."
So, seeing Ashton pushing themself well past their limits to keep up with their friends and doing what the other Hells want - only to end up completely nerfing themself with 2 points of exhaustion... hits very close to home. Especially seeing most of their friends completely disregard their pain until they couldn't anymore.
Orym is really the only one who consistently shows any consideration for their chronic pain - and the boundaries and limitations that go with it. I only had a handful of friends like that when I was younger, and I treasured every single one of them.
As the kid who always got left behind to walk with a chaperone on field trips because I couldn't keep up with the other kids... it brings back a lot of that frustration and hurt to see it playing out like this for Ashton, but also validates it in a way I'm profoundly grateful for.
Anyway. That's all I have to say about that at the moment. I'll climb down off my soapbox now.
(Really slowly though, 'cause my knees are fucking killing me.)
#i continue to have a lot of feelings about Ashton#i'm in a lot of pain right now#and i'm big mad about it#taliesin jaffe is so good at representation#ashton greymoore#cr3#critical role#critical role spoilers#cr3e86#chronic pain#meta#character analysis#long post
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First time with Leon S. Kennedy<3
-just to be clear it's Leon's first time but not yours-
I'm back on my whiny sub Leon soapbox because he is perfect in every way🤞
It's not as if Leon hadn't wanted to do things with someone else, it's just his life hadn't really allowed it, between missions and saving the world, he hadn't found someone he was willing to share that moment with until he met you.
You made him feel things he hadn't felt before... a stirring heat that he at first didn't recognize but came to love. How looking at you, your curves, your face, the way his head began to spin when you bit your lips and sneaked a smirk at him, because you new how flustered it made him.
Actually you seemed to know everything about him, what made him loose his mind.
That's exactly what got him into this situation.
His hands ghosted over your ass, fingers just barely touching it through your silk dress. He was kneeling on his knees in front of you, his chin resting on your stomach so he was looking up at you, and that same devious smile that rested on your face.
He had been attempting to put his shoes on so you two could go for a night out, but seeing him in a loose button down shirt gave you other plans.
You moved your hand down to cup his cheek and stroke it the your thumb.
"What do you want" you asked simply
"Wha-what?" Leon breathed
"Do you want this?"
"I-I'm sorry I don't understand" Leon had an idea of what you were trying say and prayed to god that he was right.
"Do you want me?" You asked a final time
Leon's eyes widened and his breath hitched
"So bad" he replied breathlessly
"Good" you smirked turning away and causing him to stumble slightly
He looked up at you, eyes wide
"Well what are you waiting for?" You asked turning back around to face him
He immediately scrambled to his feet, kicking off the shoes he had been attempting to put on what felt like hours ago.
"Wait just a second" he began, standing behind you "I mean I think I know what you mean but it's just that Idon'twanttomakeyouuncomfortableor anythi-hmmpf!"
You cut his off by crashing your lips against his, locking your heels around his torso and grinding yourself against his noticeably hard cock, throwing your weight on him and causing him to stumble backwards and fall onto the couch.
"I though a special agent would be better with his balance" you teased
"I-I normally am it's just-ah! Fuuuck, y-you're hips..." he stammered
"I know handsome" you chuckled
You felt his cock twitch underneath you 'had such a light comment really turned him on?' You wonder
You slowly rolled you hips over his, grinding you bare cunt over his clothed tip, as you had forgone underwear underneath your dress.
"Ah! Mmh-" he stammered again
You began to slowly move off his lap,
"Wai-wait- n-need you- please" his choked out, unable to stand the sudden absence of pressure
"Be patient" you smiled, your voice like a song that made him loose all sense of reason
You slipped the straps of your dress off your shoulders and slowly let it fall to the floor, revealing you fully nude figure to him
There was moment of silence before
"Wow." Leon said breathlessly, his mouth wide
'This man look so serious but is acting like such a nerd' you giggled to yourself
"What's so funny" he questioned, unable to take his eyes from your tits
"Oh nothing" you sighed moving back to his lap
You hovered you hips over his not giving him the pressure he so obviously desired. You watched as he instinctively began to buck his hips upward, craving your touch.
You decided to give him what he wanted, dropping you hips down suddenly onto him.
"Oh sh-s-shit" he looked as if he was holding his breath before he let it out and his hips convulsed slightly underneath you.
"I didn't know you were so sensitive" you teased
"I'm not-it's just- it's y-you" he was so cute when he could barely get the words out
You suddenly grabbed his hand and cupped it around one of your breasts.
His breath hitched again, he seemingly froze, hand twitching and eyes locked onto your chest for several moments.
"Ya know you can-" you placed your hand back on his and guided him to gently squeeze you
His ruff hands felt nurturing yet strong, you couldn't help but slip out a small moan
His eyes immediately locked onto you face, eyes wide, as if he was in a trance, he immediately squeezed you again and moaned when you gave the same reaction.
Gaining sudden confidence he moved his mouth to your other fit and began to slowly lick around its center
"Fu-ck Leon what are you-doing" you asked, surprised he even knew what to do
He released your breast from his mouth to look up at you and breathlessly stammer "pl-please- I want to hear you- uh-moan like that a-again"
"Mmmhp" you hummed letting him get back to work and relish in all the noises you were making for a while before you shifted back removing him from his new found heaven, between you tits
"Nhmmmh" he whined at the loss of contact once again
"Be patient" you hushed once more moving your hands to fumble with the zipper of his dress pants
"Wha-what are you-?"
You cut him off "don't you want to fuck me?" You said promptly
He looked at you once more with those wide eyes "s-so soooo bad"
"Then get those pants off" you smirked
He immediately rushed to sink his pants down to his ankles taking his boxers with them and allowing his fully stiffened cock to spring free
He groaned as you looked at the precum beading from his head
You positioned yourself about him, hovering your cunt just above his tip
Leon looked up at you like you were god, at that moment, feeling you was all that mattered
You lowered yourself so his tip was barley coated in you slik
"Oh god- f- mrmpff- p- please" he cried, throwing his hands back into the top of the couch
"I'm not going to tell you again Leon, be patient" you smiled devilishly
"Y-yes- anything, I promise-just-just"
You suddenly dropped fully into him, breathing out a long moan as his size stretched you perfectly.
Leon threw his head back "ah-ah- oh fuck- you feel-" he could barely get the words out "fuck you're so w-warm- you're squeezing my cock- ah!" He yelped as you began to rock back and forth slowly
"P-please- just wait-" he breathed
"Is something wrong?" You asked concerned
"N-no it's just...you feel so, soooo good- I- I don't want to cum b-before you" he admitted, embarrassed "it's like- I mean - this is better- than ANYTHING" he grunted
"Oh Leon" you smiled leaning in close to his ear so your breath tickled at his neck "that's exactly what I want"
"Hah-ah fuck-" Leon started as you began to move your hips at an unrelenting pace
Relishing in the fact that he seemed to choke every time you arched your back.
You could feel his tip kissing your cervix every time you sunk back down onto his length, and your own release building up inside of you.
By the looks of it, Leon was lost in the pleasure, stringing together versions of your name and every curse word he could think of
"Pleasepleasepleasepleas--let me cum- ah- you feel- so fucking good- mmhh- squeezing me like that" he cried out
You leaned towards his ear once more, "I want you to cum baby, cum with me"
That's all it took,
"Ah-ah-ah cumming" he said as his hips faltered and he began to shoot rope after rope of his load into you.
Feeling his hot cum made pushed you over the edge, and you drenched his cock, causing his to lurch forward and wrap his arms around you to pull you against his bare chest.
You both sat there breathlessly, pressing against each other. After what was to Leon "not long enough" you slid yourself off of him, watching him shiver and gasp as you did.
You sat there on his lap, taking in his fucked out expression, ecstasy written all over his face.
After a moment he brought his arms up to you and pulled you into a warm embrace on your shared couch,
"D-did I do good?" He asked quietly
"Are you kidding, you were perfect" you smile at him "maybe I'll let you be on top next time" you giggle
"Really" he gaped at you, honest excitement in his eyes
"Really"

#he is so cutie patootie#Leon Kennedy is a bottom🫶#i like bottoms👍#blond men are women to me#leon is my baby girl#I love this man#re4 leon#re4 remake#re2 remake#re2 leon#leon kennedy x oc#leon kennedy x y/n#leon kennedy x you#leon kennedy x reader smut#leon kennedy x reader#leon kennedy fluff#leon kennedy smut#leon kennedy#resident evil leon#leon resident evil#leon re4#leon re2
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i just gotta get on my soapbox for a sec bc like
mai becoming fire lady is like. her worst ending. she's just being stuffed back into the box of nobility! the life that bored her so desperately that she was willing to go with azula just for a fucking change of pace
i will always think of the person on lj who described mai as "spoiled beyond feeling" bc she's been given everything she has ever needed or asked for... except freedom or love
my ending for mai is -- for one, her reply to azula is not "you miscalculated, i love zuko more than i fear you," it's "you miscalculated, i am not afraid of you" as she attacks azula and takes control of her own life
and in the epilogue, zuko actually goes to the boiling rock to free her, only to find a letter -- a letter! thematic consistency! -- from her explaining that she and ty lee are already free (either having escaped on their own or been released by her uncle) and have decided to break out of all their chains and see what the world has to offer (or be made to offer) two dangerous ladies who are stepping out of the gilded cage and coming into their own
so her happy ending is not going back into the nobility and continuing to be spoiled beyond feeling, but choosing to forego the spoiling to find feeling and meaning and freedom
it's also ty lee choosing to forego being part of a matched set or being under someone else's power or thumb and choosing to find out who she is on her own, not the sixth sister or the circus girl or azula's lackey, but ty lee, standing on her feet without any lines or nets to catch her nor any claws or flames to contain her, titling her chin up and capitulating to no one and deciding for herself who she wants to be
like holy shit, the canon endings for them suck so much they both deserve so much better and especially mai who i genuinely fucking love and think is such an interesting character whose endgame ship is just. it's so bad. it's a net-zero for her characterization, she just... goes back to exactly what she left before and... that's it
that's the ending
that's the ending?
mai deserved better
there, i'm saying it: mai deserved fucking better than that
#avatar the last airbender#atla#look i legit love mai and i think she had so much potential as a character that just got thrown away#because the creators didn't really care about her#and that's a goddamned tragedy because she has so much potential
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Omg ok so my sisters used to play soccer and one of the moms had a cowbell. This woman would ring the bell every time the team got a goal. And now like 20 years later our mother was talking to someone about how my sisters used to do the local soccer thing and the other person was like “omg do you remember the cowbell lady? That team was so good but dear lord that cowbell was annoying!”……..I can picture Eddie getting a cowbell
Absolutely yes. No notes. Eddie definitely does this.
Steve kinda dooms himself to it because they played a scrimmage against a team that brought their own cheerleaders. Eddie prides himself on a level of dramatism that is not going to let that slide so he asks.
He did ask if he could be Steve’s cheerleader.
Steve, who melts every time Eddie takes an interest in one of his hobbies, does not think of the consequences when he says, “You’re already my cheerleader, but sure.”
If Steve thought about it for a little bit than he would probably think that Eddie was going to show up at the game in an actual cheerleading uniform, but he didn’t think about it. He actually forgot about the entire conversation until the next weekend when Eddie tries to get into the car with an electric guitar.
Steve stops him, “What are you doing?”
“Uh, cheerleading?”
“Where would you even plug that in at?”
“Oh, you’re right,” Eddie considers and then darts back into the house. He returns a few minutes later with an acoustic guitar, but Steve gives him a look that says very clearly ‘absolutely not.’ Eddie strums the guitar anyways and says, “I love you, bitch. I ain’t never gonna stop-“
“Eddie, we’re going to be late!”
So, he didn’t do anything that weekend other than come up with some on-the-fly cheers with another player’s girlfriend and agree to design them shirts. Nancy did say that if he tried to start a wave in the crowd that she would divorce him. From the land of the living.
He thinks she means it too.
Eddie’s already picked out the cowbell by the time next weekend rolls around. They’re playing against a group from the nearby methodist church and the only thing that Steve requests is that Eddie stays off his soapbox about organized religion. He says nothing about cowbells.
Nancy isn’t even aware that he has it until he whips it out after the first goal and starts ringing it. The whole field stops moving and just stares at him for a second, which is great. Eddie loves an audience.
Steve looks fucking delighted, too.
It is rather unfortunate that the team they’re playing against sucks major ass and they score more goals than they have in any other game because that cowbell rings with enthusiasm every single time. Except for the last goal because when Eddie went to reach for the bell, Ozzy put his paw over his hand to tell him to stop.
It doesn’t matter though because Steve runs over to him as soon as the game ends, all smiles and kisses. It’s painfully and sickeningly sweet when he tells him, “Best cheerleader I’ve ever had.”
Steve kisses him again and tells him, “Never do it again though.”
#Eddie does it again#except now they have a game they play before the game where Steve tries to find the cowbell before they leave#he is dumbfounded when he removes two from the car and yet somehow Eddie still has one come game time#(Nancy brought it for him because she thinks it’s funny)#eddie munson tiktok saga#steve harrington#eddie munson
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