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covenofthearticulate · 1 year

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@hekateinhell sent: my prompt request is the size kink thing you shared on @sangcreole 🙏🏼 i've been thinking about it for days

“Can I turn you over?” Louis says the words out loud not for Armand’s benefit, but for Lestat’s.

His voice is barely above a whisper, which is admittedly impressive considering how damn fast his heart is beating. They’ve been at this for hours and still the only thing that might give away his exhaustion is the pink sheen gathered at the crease in his brow, clinging a curtain of inky hair down his temples as the rest of his mane flicks to and fro with each thrust (how foolish of Louis to think he might get away with gathering it up and out of reach in a ponytail at the beginning of their venture. Lestat had made quick work of that with the avid enthusiasm of Armand right behind him). But that was always Louis’ way, wasn’t it? His gentlemanly composure is kept under tight rein right until those last few blissful seconds before the very end.

So considerate, Louis. Even as he’s got Armand bent over and fucked well past his normal limit with those long, delicate fingers splayed across the valley of his lower back, there is a gentleness in his tone which perhaps a more naive lover might mistake for kindness, but Armand and Lestat know is indicative of a deeper, darker well from which Louis sustains himself in the midst of passion. Gentle and even and utterly relentless.

If not for the sobbing mess tossed back and forth between them, Lestat might have been able to imagine Louis as he was in his own time. Louis, plowing the fields, fixing the house, riding his horse in the hot summer evenings. Well, thought Lestat, at least he’s still good at plowing.

At least Armand seems to think so.

If it was with anyone else, Lestat might scoff at the small whimpering noises punched out of Armand’s throat with every thrust, accuse him of putting on a show, of over-exaggerating. But Armand has always been a needy thing. Small and starved and desperate for aching ruin. Even now as he sinks his hips back against Louis, those lithe little fingers grip at Lestat’s hips, pull him closer until he’s choking on the length of him (his gag reflex has long since been lost, but his throat constricts nonetheless, and he makes the most degraded fucking noise, and Lestat can’t help but utter a curse under his breath as he glances down and watches the spittle drip from the corners of his mouth down into his hair, onto the rapidly growing dark patch on the silk duvet).

That’s the one thing they have always had in common, this need to be overwhelmed by it, to rip the pleasure out of their heaving chest, to stuff themselves with it until the universe feels a little less hollow, a little less lonely.

And so Lestat gets a hand in the auburn hair at his navel, digs in with his talons hard enough to hurt, and anchors him in place until his breath heaves in warm, heavy puffs against Lestat’s stomach. Armand makes a noise around Lestat’s cock, and he can feel the vibrations up to the roots of his pampered yellow hair, down to the tips of his toes, and he stares down as Armand’s whole body seems to writhe with it.

It scares him sometimes, how small Armand is.

He forgets about it most nights on account of the meticulous way Armand presents himself. Always well-groomed, always standing tall, always first in line to knock Lestat on his ass for any given reason. He was a strong young man when he was turned, no doubt, but a young man nonetheless. Would he have grown another few inches had he lived to reach another growth spurt? In what shape would his muscles develop? Sometimes Lestat wonders these things, but Armand always manages to do something to make him regret it, make him thankful for the way his youthful limbs stretch, the way his body is so much easier to gather and hold in this petite stature.

Perhaps that’s what frightens him the most about Armand; these conflicting impulses that flood his mind every time he looks too closely at that angelic visage. The desire to break him is just as strong as the desire to worship him, and both feelings are so strong he fears they will tear him open, like two feral wolves locked in battle just behind his ribcage.

(He wonders, in the back of his mind, if Louis feels that too.)

He releases his grip, lets Armand pull away for air, and even then Armand is a little slut about it, leaning forward until his nose is pressed against the patch of golden wiry hair so that Lestat’s cock might slide against the side of his face, along his cheek and below his ear, to show just how deep he’d been. He blinks up at Lestat with those big doe eyes as Louis send him careening forward with one last thrust, and somehow it’s nearly hotter than getting swallowed in the first place.

“Turn over,” Louis repeats himself, which is very generous (he is always more lenient with Armand. Lestat wonders what Louis might have done with him had he failed to follow instruction. Would he punish him? Would he smack some sense into his flooded brain?)

Armand allows his limbs to buckle beneath him, collapses onto his chest, face-first into the damp puddle of saliva, before hauling himself over onto his back with legs wide open.

Louis fills the space in an instant, settles his weight with his arms on either side of Armand’s head, sinks back into him in one smooth motion. There is a sob curled in the back of Armand’s throat at the feeling of being opened back up again. He must be so fucking tight now.

Lestat stares down at him and, God, he looks so fucking tight. One hand is draped across his eyes in some mocking attempt at bashfulness as he squirms against Louis, back arching up towards the ceiling then down into the mattress, heels digging against the duvet before kicking out at nothing, blindly finding purchase against Louis’ side.

It takes a moment for Lestat to realize he is still in the room with them and not watching through some blood-fueled haze, but suddenly Louis is leaning forward, over Armand, and his lips are on Lestat’s and ah, yes, Louis, my Louis, just look at you.

Up close, Louis looks tired. Not direly so— but certainly every bit as spent as Armand. It causes an unexpected pulse of pride to swell in Lestat’s heart, to think of how well he pleases Armand. Such stamina his Louis has. What a finely bred thing; the pride of the French aristocracy and the jewel of the Louisiana wilderness, endowed with all the raging strength of the vampire Lestat.

He tucks a stray strand of hair behind Louis’ ear, kisses his temple until his lips tingle with the tease of blood-sweat, and suddenly the strangest emotion replaces the pride as Louis rolls his hips, pushes into Armand who sighs against Lestat’s knee.

He’s not…jealous. That’s not what this is. But whatever this is, it’s a big feeling in his chest. Like he wants to be Louis, wants to be the one to push Armand over the brink. And he wants to be Armand, void of sense and decency and living for the one pulsating pleasure of Louis inside of him.

He wants to be both of them, wants to touch and grab and kiss every inch of moonlit skin between the two of them, but is suddenly terrified of breaking the spell.

Maybe confusion is the predominant feeling here. He doesn’t quite know what to do with himself when there’s no one to fuck, and no one fucking him. In another life, he would have been horrified at the situation— third wheeling at his own damn menage a trois. Left behind by the only two people on his earth who have shoveled through the bloody trenches of his heart and somehow come out the other side and, against all odds, still love him. He ought to be mortified, ought to at least shove his cock back in Armand’s mouth, or perhaps clamber over to the other side of the bed, take Louis from behind as he fucks into Armand. But the longer he sits, the more impossible it seems to interrupt.

And so, for perhaps the first time in his life, Lestat is perfectly content with watching.

It’s a rare opportunity, he realizes, that he’s never been afforded before. He wouldn’t complain, of course, if it was him beneath Louis or atop Armand, but even from just a few inches away, he is able to observe, to appreciate, the intricate details of his lovers he’d failed to notice before.

Take, for example, Louis: whose viper green eyes set lethal focus on the vampire beneath him. So attentive— a caregiver through and through, determined to wring every last drop from Armand. He’s got one hand on the back of Armand’s thigh, holding him up and open. And the angle at which he drives in is steeper, now, Lestat notes. No doubt on account of the difference in height between the two of them, Louis’ long body needing to curl in slightly to meet the other halfway. He looks so big, hovering over Armand like that. Even the strokes are different than the way he fucks Lestat; slow and dragging and agonizingly deep (not that Lestat doesn’t appreciate that kind of lovemaking, but he prefers a more finite snap, a faster and more energizing pace that Louis matches just as easily as he does this).

The long column of his neck is a fount of endless temptatioin with the excited leap of his pulse. Unbearable, to think of the taste of him, the remnants of his own blood that seem fused in his very veins. And that face! That beautiful, fine complexion pulled into a soft frown, delicate features furrowed deeply in a scowl of sheer pleasure. That soft porcelain skin brought to life with the prickling of blood just beneath the surface. So alive. So human! It makes Lestat want to weep, to think of all the times he might have missed this face, too distracted by his reckless pursuit of his own pleasure.

And on the other hand, there is Armand. Cruel, ruthless, bittersweet Armand, whose auburn curls now tickle Lestat’s knee as he turns his head from side to side, burns through what little anxious energy he has left in him like a dying star. Armand, who knows goddamn well how delectable he looks all sprawled out like this. The ravaged princess, the innocent wilted flower. Only he’s not wilted at all. He’s fed well tonight and swollen with it— Lestat can feel his warmth like a pulse through the very air. Even his breath is blood-hot as he exhales on a humming sigh. The small smattering of freckles across his shoulder are more noticeable against the flush of his skin, and for some reason that makes Lestat’s stomach twist.

He’s a vision in crimson. Red hair clung against marble flesh with red sweat, red lips raw from kissing and sucking, red flush beneath the skin of his cheeks, red-rimmed eyes, blown wide and glassy and somehow looking at Lestat and through him all at once. Armand is crimson incarnate.

Lestat takes his time collecting these details, as if he can somehow gather them up, hold them tight to his chest until they imprint on his heart.

The blush that spreads down his neck, the pink nipples turned pearlescent under the moonlight, the devastatingly simple anatomy of his ribcage as he breathes in, breathes out, breathes in, and—

Oh.

OH.

That’s something he hasn’t noticed before.

Armand exhales, empties his lungs until his stomach goes flat and his diaphragm compresses and there, just as Louis pushes in on a thrust, Lestat watches the canvas of unchanging, immortal flesh move with the bulge of Louis’ cock. Right there, below his belly button, just above where the patch of hair begins to pewter out.

Fuck.

It’s downright obscene, the way he can trace the swell of Louis through Armand’s body, knows the exact point at which the tip of Louis’ cock presses into his insides. Because the thing is, Lestat knows Louis’ cock nearly better than he knows his own. Knows the weight of it, the girth, the slight curve, every fold in the skin around the head, every vein. He knows what it feels like to be filled with it, to be impaled on it, to make room for it and rejoice at the satisfaction of feeling him fully seated, of having made a home for Louis in himself. As far as cocks go, Louis’ fits the very idea of perfection in his mind.

It’s just that he never quite considered how it would fit in another body— a smaller body.

He can’t help himself from reaching down, gliding one hand down Armand’s chest until it rests over the bulge. He presses, not enough to hurt but just enough to feel, and it feels—

Fuck!

Was that Armand or Louis in his head this time? He can’t tell. Too many mixed signals. They’re probably both thinking the same thing, anyway, and he feels another small jolt in the pit of his stomach as he imagines what that small bit of pressure might feel like for the two of them. Louis surely likes it; likes the way Lestat presses Armand into him even more, and he tilts his hips to lean into that perfect angle, pitch up and into Armand, into the palm of Lestat’s hand on his stomach with every stroke.

Armand likes it too, of course, and he says as much with a deliriously sobbing “Yesyesyesyesyes,” as one hand desperately grips at Lestat’s wrist, holds him in place, pushes down even harder as he arches into it all.

Good, Lestat thinks. I’ll make it good for both of them.

Keeping the one hand in place, Lestat lowers himself on one elbow, nuzzles against the pulse point just below Armand’s ear, applies just a smidge more pressure with the heel of his palm just to feel the pulse leap.

“Please, Louis?” He pleads into the marble flesh. If he turns his head just a few inches, Louis is right there. He could kiss him if he wanted to— kissing Louis just inches in front of Armand’s face is something he’s wanted to do for ages. But there’s a more pressing matter at hand now, and his fangs ache with it.

“I wanna feel you inside of him.”

He turns his attention inwards, addresses Armand this time: “Wanna feel the way you take him.”

In lieu of an answer, Louis drives his fangs into Lestat’s neck, who in turn drives his own into Armand.

It’s a glorious feedback loop, it’s a carnal tug-of-war, it’s a delicate and deadly waltz.

Somehow, Lestat does feel the pulse of Louis’ cock beneath his fingers and through Armand’s flesh, just as he feels the fluttering of Armand’s muscles, the desperate spike of his pulse pumping red-hot ichor onto Lestat’s tongue just as surely as Louis pulls it from him now in long, greedy gulps.

But perhaps the most miraculous feeling of all is the realization that Lestat has found his place. Right here. Between Louis and Armand.

#as per fucking usual i went way off topic and added about 1.5k words of extra purple prose smut #ANYWAY enjoy my friend #i love them so fucking MUCH!!!!!!!#Louis de Pointe du Lac #Lestat De Lioncourt #Armand #Louis Has Two Hands #louis/lestat/armand #drabble #my writing #nsft

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snow-and-saltea · 2 days

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sometimes replacing an emotion with a perhaps-equally-worse-but-for-different-reasons emotion works (even if its not healthy. we're not getting to healthy right now we're getting to what Works). today i was so pissed off about how the day was going and i felt so guilty for the kitties that i haven't been able to feed yet that day that after i cooked i just got into the car and drove to get cat supplies. and i didn't feel anxious as i usually did when i drove, and that is because i felt Angry instead. and it helped move things a lot

i understand how people fall prey to using anger as a motivator now. my mind was empty except for getting cat supplies and getting out.

at least i got to go to the bank today, so i'm able to make donations that i haven't been able to recently. head in hands. so, you know. silver linings

#yuu rambles #ougjhgkhgjdhgjkghdsjghdsjkhgjksdhgjksd im oging to . ough .#when i get pissed off i get real quiet bc im worried that if ill speak i will be very Cutting and any attempts at lighthearted sarcasm just #comes across as very bitter and resentful. which is true in the state i was in; but i didnt want to show it anyway #WHATEVER MANNNNN at least i did something useful w my anger. those kitties' living conditions were fucking horrid and we were all #dancing around the topic of actually taking care of them because it costs money. and i lowkey just snapped lmfao and just went ahead and #used my own. it was about 230 total or smth but i saved up from eid and im not using my money for anything other than donations #or buying snacks anyways so it was fine. and i got to go to the bank too for the latter bc id usually ask my brother #to stop by the bank bc it was kinda rare for me to go out on my own even though now i teeeeechnically have a learner's driving license #just bc it still intimidates me. but now i know the (temporary) answer. intimidate it back. i was so pissed off i didnt have time to #feel anything other than pissed off (and guilt for the kitties)#i need to get them to the vet soon fajkslfjsaklfajhsklfjf AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #ok thank u for reading my rant love u

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humanmorph · 8 days

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Was the original meaning behind Reunion & August's/that group's goals known before this episode??? Because Austin said it so matter of factly but I feel like I would've remembered that & gotten extremely excited about it

#I'm guessing it's a fact that's just been sitting in a document & hasn't come up bc August wasn't on-screen all that much during Palisade?#they never went on a mission up there or anything #or I did just miss it #Either way wow!!!!! Okay!!!! Alright!!! Basically what I've been wanting to know about delegates all season!!!#That's so fun. The main resistance group pushes towards reunion with the divines -#how do delegates in that group who don't want that feel? There's gotta be some #I wonder if it's kind of off the table as a topic anyways until palisade is free?#Palisadeposting #I think it's very fun to not have August there but I DO kind of really want a conversation w/ him+eclectic at some point #Skipped around a tiny bit & stopped at like 10min into pal48. I just wanted a little teaser.#usually I'd just collect notes for a big post bc I'm SURE I'll have more to say but. I got excited #Palisade spoilers #Just finished pal47 on my break at work and: I looove when sylvi has fun : ) delightful performance

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lostxmelody · 2 months

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I just wanted to thank you again for helping me out with the closing section of John's VD snippet.

Would you like a meme?

THANK YOU I LOVE HIM hes so me fr

#and u r very welcome !!#ive never had to give tips on writing before so it was fun but also scary #usually im the one asking for tips.......#congrats on finishing it though im amazed by your ability to not go off and write thousands of words on a whim #me when my current chapter is sitting at 18k and still unfinished #i need to cut another scene or something its absurd i cant show this disaster to people #whatever i went off topic i love the silly guy #he is so emotionally distraught and in a constant state of despair #just like me fr fr #lxm textposts

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todayisafridaynight · 1 year

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me and my sister went to the mall today and we ran into hot topic so fucking fast it was unbelievable. me and my sister are literal opposites when it comes to fashion. she picked pink, pastel shit like she was trying to be all uwu kawaii meanwhile im just standing here with my arms full of emo and goth shit, i legit felt like daigo and masato with all this emo drip i had walked out with. (p.s. they should put yakuza stuff in hot topic if they havent already because i have yet to have any yakuza related things in my room </3 also hot topic is like the only store i will shop at)

im so sorry to say these words to you but reading this reminded me of my immortal

#snap chats #I ALSO HAVE NO ROOM TO TALK THOUGH CAUSE I LITERALLY JUST GOT BACK FROM HOT TOPIC AND SPENCERSLKEAKVJA #rubbing off my fucking eyeliner as we speak im no better than a goffick and im sure the stuff you got was actually real fire and im jealous #i actually wore my hakuho pin out today- i pinned it on my back jean jacket. not to flex on you or anything 🥴#i remember the day my college friend said something about me being goth and i looked like a dumbass saying 'im not goth...'#when all i ever did was wear black. and tbf i toned it down a LOT while i was at school. i wanted to be normal-passing 😭😭#that aside i only went in to get jewelry and a new belt chain. also a kirby keychain and nail polish #but like it was that Blackheart brand so you know i just wanted it for the skull container and the name. also i was running out #my hot topic really doesnt have any clothes- or at least clothes i fuck with like its mostly skirts and puffy-sleeved shirts #and yeah those are epic and awesome but they're not my style yk. love it on other people just not on me #i usually get my clothes from like. express or skate shops. very different fashions as you can see LMAOOO #like today i got this really pretty crane shirt and then like. i got a black-and-white striped long sleeve with a skeleton hand patch LMAO #UGH im pissed i didnt get the red and black variant too but i didnt think bout it til i already left #i want to get new boots- the ones i have now are great and i love them but i want something chunkier #my 'goth' fashion is really lowkey honestly like i hardly consider myself goth cause of it- its very casual ig #ignore the fuck-you amount of rings i wear ok. theyre pretty..... also they have certain meanings sometimes #like i wear an owl ring cause it reminds me of my sis since she loved owls growing up and went to a uni with an owl mascot #i wear a dragon ring sometimes cause dragons remind me of my dad. for whatever reason.#idk its cause he tried to convince me i was born year of the dragon when i wasnt ?? idk funny guy lmao #and then i already said i wore snake stuff and crosses cause I Hate My Mom. also i was born a snake #also my dads a christian so :] i will wear two cross rings and a cross necklace tyvm love you pops i wish you were around more #uhhh did i want to say anything else. idk im just dumping about my emo bullshit thanks for reading ☠️☠️#if this wasnt my yakuza blog id actually just show the haul i got today BUT i will spare you lot from my emo bullshit #ok ill kill the tags here now im SILLY

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superfluouskeys · 1 year

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I GOT REALLY GOOD FEEDBACK FROM MY PROFESSOR ON MY ORAL ARGUMENT IM GONNA SCREAM

#his feedback is usually pretty understated like #'yeah that sounds right' or 'i think you did a pretty good job here'#so getting a you did SUPERB is like im gonna go climb onto the roof thanks!#i felt like i did okay but the judges led me really far off topic a few times #so when their questions were done i'd be like how the FUCK do i go back to anything in my outline LOL #and def could have said a lot more but #i'm very happy it went over well!#and now taking myself to the theater tonight will feel like an earned reward :)#personal #grad school nonsense

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landwriter · 1 year

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12, 17, 23 for the fic writer meme?

pan!! fanfic writer ask meme

Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you? honestly, no! i am pretty down for the tropes

What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it? answered here What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to? oh SO MANY. so MANY. i love tropes. really stoked for the two-person-love-triangle of both You've Got Mail AU (one day!!) and Seventies San Francisco AU. really wanna do some more camp ones. there was only one bed. huddling for warmth. fake relationship?

AU-wise....[gestures broadly at slew of wips behind me]...but ESPECIALLY an academia AU. there's something about the Suffering and Bureaucracy that just...mmm....it's sexy. and the genuine sexiness of Research and those! fuckin!! moments of breakthrough when chewing on an idea!!! the mania of it. the tiredness. the catching ur friends in libraries or in between classes and talking about your Suffering and Ideas together. shitty coffee. kitchen parties. the BUILDINGS. god.

#asks #fanfic writer asks #genuinely think half my enjoyment of school came from being young enough for my body to cope with all that #but also i was like Unaware of the adhd and suffering for it #i think now if i went back i would be SIGNIFICANTLY more tired but only because i'm old #instead of because i spent an entire all-nighter too paralyzed to work on paper that was technically due that day but won't be overdue #if i put in the dropbox before 8 am the next day #and not being able to start until like...5 AM...when it starts getting light out #man i thought EVERY GRAD STUDENT WAS SO HOT #just by virtue of their being a grad student #also the notion of getting like...funding...to go ham on an Idea....#the things i do unpaid now with less resources #god i just wanna be a sharpened wee instrument of Ideas #it's the COMMUNITY of it innit #the folie a campus #this got off topic as usual

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creatediana · 2 years

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“Local Minerals” - a décima written 10/20/2022

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paigemathews · 1 year

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@forlorn-kumquat replied to your post “Writing a Phoebe/Coop fic and like. Can I mention...”:

Did she like him, or did she just like what he represented in her life: safety, stability, normalcy? Cause I think Phoebe's time with Cole has her so messed up that she would have latched onto any reasonably normal guy who wasn't trying to kill her and her family

Okay, so the context (and sneak peak, I guess) is Phoebe and Coop are discussing how she wasn't willing to be with Coop until she finds out about the future. Phoebe brings up how everytime she pursued the love she wasn't "suppose to," aka Cole and Miles, it goes poorly and her family is hurt in the crossfire. It's not- Okay, well, it wasn't intended to be a very in-depth thing bc it's just a oneshot that's gotten out of control on me again, but I realized that parallel between Phoebe's relationships with Cole and Miles and am kinda liking the idea of third time the charm-ing it, tbh. (I also bring up Dex, bc like I said! This is getting out of control on me again!)

She doesn't really delve deep into that relationship, so it's kinda your mileage may vary on that but here's the lines about it:

" I thought that it was just because it was Cole. But then I fell for someone I wasn’t supposed to be with, Miles, and I thought that I could change his fate. I thought I was supposed to change his fate, and instead I hurt my family again."

Idk, did that make sense? Any input is greatly appreciated!!

#forlorn-kumquat #abi speaks #charmed #i left like right after finishing that paragraph and coming back to it i think it's decent?#but there's also a nonzero chance that ppl reading this will go wait who tf is miles but like #im bringing up dex too and they might have that reaction to him as well #(im ppl on dex. do you know how long it took me to remember that he existed? literal YEARS #i've had a charmed hyperfixation for over a decade! i run a charmed blog! i write so much (unposted) fanfiction!#i was scrolling through phoebehalliwell (sidenote #she is such a fucking good blog i check it like everyday and i love her stuff she was in fact my inspo #if you could not tell by the blatant url rip off im sorry i dont know how to name things)#when i saw someone ask her about dex and she was like he's a loser with no personality from arizona #and i literally went wait who the fuck #WAITAMINUTE #like. not a single thought to be had. like man he was just boring and idk if he was really in any #not even good but like decent episodes yknow?#especially bc i never really vibed with the homeland plot and thats the part of the season he was in but anyways im off topic (as usual))#the hilarious thing is that this fic is actually like five or six years old now and the intent was just editing it #admittedly strong editing bc teenage!abi had specific headcanons shoehorned in that ya!abi doesn't #shoutout chris being a telepath headcanon we'll never forget you baby #(the focus is on the chris & coop platonic ship and coop/phoebe romantic ship)#the og draft was 2.5 words #the one i am currently editing is almost 4k and im just now getting to the halfway point #the coop/phoebe conversation is substantially longer now #and so is coop being lovesick over phoebe like sir. sir pls shut the fuck up i am running out of things that arent cringey af #i know im the one writing it but im still sitting here like coop baby shut the fuck up PLEASE #i actually really do like this better but i gotta read it over again for proofreading later and im kinda try to add a thousand words #bc me going oh i'll just proofread and clean it up a little is what STARTED this mess #i'm having a great time /gen

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mintjeru · 1 year

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keeping myself busy by posting wip screenshots

#not counting this as an art post bc i'm gonna start rambling right now:#shaking crying the face album is dropping soon #set me free was already amazing like he did a full 180 and it was so cool! cannot wait for like crazy to premiere #n e ways. this past week has been. a rollercoaster #we had a mini crisis ordering zines but it's solved ish now. there is a plan in place #hmm my project is almost done.. just gotta finish asap so i can get it in for printing #though the organizers didn't email me back on a deadline or whether my specs are fine so i'm :// definitely not annoyed at that #uhh yeah and the mv from last week that dropped! my embarrassing story moment-#i was on the elevator w/ one other person and they saw my b.t21 hand sanitizer cover on my lanyard and pointed it out #and i was like yooo did you see the set me free mv #and they were like yeah the concept was so different from their usual style?? he did amazing #and i was like yeeaaAAHH except the last part kinda got louder?? and we were off the elevator by that point??#i swear i saw ppl turn to look at me auughghg but listen. i barely talk to a.rmys irl even though they're Everywhere #they seemed cool unfortunately i didn't get their name and idt ima see them again anytime soon LOL #it was a nice interaction in the middle of a busy week though #and 2 days ago i had a call w/ my friend which was really nice!! we ended up talking for 2h #we were talking about haha. spiraling in the abyss and weapon banners that would be worth my rolls among other topics #and then at one point he said smth like 'oh i couldn't talk about xyz with anyone so i went to you' and i was like. oh...#on one hand i was touched and on the other hand it was a reminder that i need to be more aware of my context when i talk lol #that's what my main blog is for! me yelling in the tags to the void #speaking of reining it in i was drawing for hours and had to drag myself away from this wip bc too much screentime!!#working through the ugly emotions by drawing a pretty kvh- exhibit a #spent at least 30min drawing lines that did not look good and now it's one of those wips that feels like i'm not skilled enough to finish #but we're going through with it bc i love the challenge and the image in my head is really nice so!!#this is also me being spiteful and proving myself wrong- that i can draw him well and that i don't need to compare myself to others #tmi of the day is i was looping j.iyuu no tsubasa as i was drawing this. and the song has. the complete opposite vibes hahaha #oh would you look at that the mv dropped as i was typing this up! time to stream the album for the next 48h #i will go focus on that now!! this is all i got chief #note

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lesbianwilby · 1 year

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howdy wil! Answer any or all of these if you want :D

violet— do you like to cook or bake? if so, what is it that you like to make?

azalea— what is the most recent song you listened to? how do you feel about it?

lotus— what is your favorite color and in what shade? e.g. sage green, navy blue, ect. dahlia— do you like to follow current fashion trends or do you have a particular style that you prefer to stick to?

HELLOOOOOOO thank u for adding the questions w ur ask i an in the middle of watching youtube videos n i dont have the brainpower to copy/paste these LMAO (so sory i didn't for u i do not think very well)

violet: i do sometimes!! theres not a lot of food or ingredients n shit in my house n cant rly buy like .any n also massive lack of energy so i cant a lot but i love cooking n baking even if its usually just helping my mom 🫶 im very fond of making things w chicken massive safe food 4 me in many ways

azalea: salamander by deco*27‼️ i adore this song SO much i just have to ignore that its about cup noodles and im good .most recent english song tho would be electioneering by radiohead which!! is actually my current favorite song off of ok computer :3

lotus: this is such a hard question for me to answer bc im so odd w colors 😭 i think?????? probly like a dark brick red.. overall i tend to stick more to color schemes vs specific colors n .all my color schemes tend to center around either red or neutrals so

dahlia: RAHHHHHH FASHION QUESTION so. for me its kinda a mix of both? it REALLY depends on the trend n who i see in it n how accessible it is to me n if i actually LIKE it.. like im not going to sit here n deny that my style has never been influenced by or even changed by trends bc thatd be a goddamn lie but also its not been like. a permanent change ig???? leme like share examples to fully explain

so heres two outfits i wore in 2021, first was sometime in summer second was during october or september probs?? now obviously these aren't like the same exact style but like in my brain n for how i dress they come close enough (also yes i had my hair dyed red two times in a row .no they were not the same shade or anything. btw think in second picture i already had my mullet why didnt i wear my hair up wth was up w that)

these r some more recent outfits!! first one is actually the most recent picture i have of any of my outfits i wore it to a job interview :3 and yes the three others have the same exact top and yes i am wearing the same two pairs of pants in these and yes i did wear both my necklace and pocket watch with them all and yes i did carry the same bag .my style has been toned down a LOT recently tbh n im ngl its def been at least partly influenced by trends.. i dont mind it tho its comfy n cute n i dont have to think much

however sometimes i do still go back to my "old" style that never rly left tbh (in the og pics the only thing i dont have anymore is the skirt n thats bc i dont wear those colors rly anymore).. first one was sometime this summer? second time i think was last month actually!!

n like even still w my toned-back style n shit i still make 3d kandi cuffs n i still listen to music that someone who would see me in passing wouldn't expect n even if these outfits r "tame" bc im way too lazy to go n find pictures from high school (my kandi cuffs used to get worn almost daily + my beloved reflective galaxy platforms have gotten so scuffed from the steps to the front 🫶) they're still pretty different in my mind i think to what i wear now so like .yeah what i wear out has been influenced by whatever trend i see on tiktok however its never been fully based on that 4 many reasons n the old parts of my style never rly "leave" they just get pushed back until a later time

#out there #i still have all of my bows n hair clips that overflow my accessory drawers n my tutus n my t-shirts from hot topic #bc even if its not me rn it was at one point n probs will be again #ngl. i very easily could've explained this both better + w/o these pictures LMAO #i just love showing off my outfits even old ones even tho these r TERRIBLE examples #unfortunately i don't have a lot of older examples bc i used to be rly insecure so i never took pictures EVER #so a lot of those outfits rly got lost to time #do have quite a few more recent outfits tho #including several where i wear my bralettes as tops .man those r cute outfits i love every single one #anyways .rly did use this as an excuse to share some of my (not greatest unfortunately) outfits oops !#ty for asking that question at least tho 🫡#ive always been a bit w fashion but it got a lot more extreme during my senior year #cuz yk .2020 tiktok had an impact on me n my style LMFAO #n that slowly ran out probs towards very end of 2021 where i never rly went out anywhere n if i did it was usually a basic outfit #n then .now again kinda following trends ig at least in what i see but to me its just like #ive always thought these styles were cute n now this gives me the push i needed to start wearing them #yk?#i think im rly just saying shit my brain is mush #ive had todays alpharad gold upload just paused on my tv while typing all this LMAK #pls dont judge my outfits too hard 🙏#ik theyre all kinda copy/paste esp w the items i wear #n to most people on here u wouldn't call any of these n tbh i wouldn't either #but in my defense i have always struggled with very low energy levels SO #done rambling if i forgot something ill edit idfk #ty for the ask again btw :3 #ask #sparksnevadas #also fun fact! on tumblr mobile when answering asks u cant see ur whole tags w/o posting or saving to drafts #so if this seems very incoherent its bc i literally forgot what i just said n had no way to check n tried not to repeat things

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ohumokay · 16 days

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Them: What flavor of [insert Neurodivergent condition here] do you have?

Me: Oh, the kind where you have to prove me right or wrong.

Them: So you're argumentative?

Me: No, but if I get into a debate, I'm mostly basing my opinion off facts, and if you don't fact check me, I will fact check myself. And I'm usually right.

Them: So you start fights purposely so people can fact check you and feel stupid because you're right??

Me: No, I don't start anything; I only want to be fact checked in the middle of an ongoing argument or conversation. And I don't care if I'm wrong or right, I just want to fact check. If I'm right, it'll be a teaching moment for the person I was conversing with. If I'm wrong, it's a teaching moment for me.

Them: But you said you're usually right.

Me: I am, yes.

Them: So, wouldn't that be humiliating for the other person?

Me: Only if they are insecure and arrogant. People shouldn't be offended about learning something new in a topic they are willing to debate. If they're mad because I taught them something, then that's a "them problem".

Them: ... Oh, okay.

#i have had so many people get mad at me for teaching them something new #and i dont mean i went up to randos on the street screaming “WANNA HEAR A FUN FACT?!”#ill be in the middle of a conversation #PLEASANTLY CONVERSING #then i tell them something they didn't know and i tell them to goofle it #they Google it thinking im wrong and be ready to tell me off #like im wrong for knowing shit #then when im right they'll have a wholeass attitude and start saying shit ABOUT ME that DONT APPLY TO THE TOPIC OF CONVERSATION #WTH #IM SORRY I HAVE KNOWLEDGE #FUCKING SUE ME #also i didnt want to say “what flavor of autism do you have” like it's usually referred to as #im not diagnosed with autism so i dont want to claim it yet #and i know some ppl self diagnose and thats fine #i just personally dont for autism #i self diagnosed only 1) ADHD because both my parents and brothers have it and everyone says i displayed similar traits #2) OCD because again my parents both have it and claim i displayed similar traits #and 3) GAD (Anxiety) because im in the process of getting a diagnosis #neurodivergent #fact check #explaining #neurodiversity #just me #just my opinion

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lusalemaart · 6 months

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uwu

#fk #c-cfk #this one pissed me off bc i forgot to give him eye brows but like... now im not so sure he needs em #i think its fine without. its kinda funny as is.#HOWEVER was pissed when i realized i drew him blushing on both sides of his face #had intended not to do that but i did subconsciously. it is what it is #on that topic i went to *n*m*nyc this past friday bc i really wanted that dr*wf** b*bby h*ll charm so god damn bad #i pulled all four with no dupes but i got bobby last lmao #and im honestly happy abt that bc i wanted them all. just bobby the most #regardless thats not my point. my point is i dont sweat on my right side generally seeing as its physcially fucking impossible usually #BUT every now and then my nerves function just a bit and like the Average normal person probably wouldnt be excited about the fact that #they are sweating but let me tell u. i was sweating on my right collar and it was UNCOMFORTABLE and STICKY and GROSS #but also it was GOOD bc i noticeably dont sweat usually. so like. little sign that things Work sometimes over here was nice #THEREFORE my Screwy Little kyle can blush on his right side Occasionally. If the circumstances allow it.#sersiously on that scrungle grind

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foldingfittedsheets · 1 month

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I feel the need to share since my lube post is going around that my life is just like that since I worked at the sex shop. Sex Ed is a very standard topic. People just immediately pick up a vibe from me and even in situations where someone doesn’t know I used to sling dildos for a living they’ll just start confiding sex stuff to me.

Not in a creeper way. But like this weight had been lifted and they can finally talk freely about sexual topics. The energy I put off is just so blasé and accepting that people tell me about their sex lives, usually very quickly after meeting me. They usually then have a moment of panic or regret and apologize but I always reassure them that I used to work in a shop and that I see nothing odd about talking about it.

My go-to line is, “I’m a creature devoid of judgement.” They always laugh. Then the questions get more specific or people start asking for brand recommendations. It’s always been funny to me.

My beloved has always been a little confused by it. “People don’t just start talking to me about sex! I know you don’t bring it up. It just always seems to go there when people talk to you.”

“It’s just my energy.”

The first time I was meeting their mom she was coming to stay with us. We picked her up from the airport and brought her home. My beloved went upstairs to use the bathroom. When they came back down their mom was asking me questions about vibrators and their jaw hit the floor.

In our room later they said, “She doesn’t even talk to me about that stuff! She’s so embarrassed about sex topics, I cannot believe she was asking you about that!”

“What can I say,” I shrugged, “I’m a creature devoid of judgement.”

#ramblies #ffs foibles #funny #story #writing #they also note the amount of times I’m approached by strangers for random stuff #most recently was a woman looking for a hair model for beauty school #afterward my beloved was just like what is your life that people randomly come up to you #I’m getting an A+ in humaning

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yumenosakiacademy · 1 year

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my nana STILL keeps trying 2 ask me why I was crying the other day despite me saying Multiple Fucking Times tht I don't want 2 tell her why n when I rightfully told her why can't she buzz off she got mad like gee ya stupid cunt it's almost as if u keep breaking boundary after boundary n won't jus fucking leave me be abt a topic I'm clearly uncomfortable abt u hav no right 2 b mad when ur the 1 acting like a nosy Slog n can't take no 4 a fucking answer.

#I didn't even snap I jus went 'can u guys jus buzz off' n she snapped n got all pissy fuck nana fr #At least dad had the decency 2 stop asking after the initial night n we continued as usual but of course selfish lil bitch nana wants 2 #Bring attention 2 herself bc of course if smths on her mind she jus has 2 hav it like. What if what I was crying abt was smth tht triggered #Me. Asking me 2 bring up a sensitive topic is jus plain fucking rude. No matter how much u wanna fucking fix shit. Some things can't even b #Fixed which is the case here bc it's smth internal (ie self esteem issues tht they'll jus brush off n Depressive Emotions)#Delete later

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blondieeu · 20 days

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salvatore. nanami k.

cw: filthy, age gap

reader is 23, nanami is like 30-45 if you have a problem then go away

an arranged marriage with nanami.

your parents selfishly gave you away to him as a business move. on your end it was involuntary, but on his it was just something so he could take over his fathers business faster that required having a wife.

nanami kento is way older than you— at least got 10-15 years on you. he woke up early, worked out, shaved his face every week and stayed in his office for most of the day, giving you space. nanami was grown.

nanami kento was also a very traditional man, hence why your parents chose him. he enjoyed a traditional household. nanami worked during the day, handled business, his fathers business that he was in the works of taking over, and you? he only expected you to play the housewife role, giving you money when asked for various tasks. he only really asked for you to take care of the house and laundry.

you tried your best to not like him— to spite your parents. you really tried to ignore him every night when you went to sleep in the same bed together, you tried to stay quiet when he asked vague questions about what you wanted for dinner or what you wanted to do that day.

but you couldn’t ignore how attractive your husband was. he was mature and he always smelled good. you couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs together when he got a faint stubble on his face when it neared his time to shave again.

so after a couple months of moving in together you’re sitting at the dinner table, on the topic about trying to have sex or not. there wasn’t a doubt in your mind that you didnt wanna have sex with nanami. even if you were pissed that your parents married you off, you did like your husband.

“we don’t have to.”

he said it bluntly, taking another bite of the pasta as he sat on the other side of the table. he was dressed in a collared shirt, a tie neatly around his neck.

you quickly picked up the glass of wine on the table. glass barely even touched before you started drinking regardless of you being well into the meal. you didn’t drink wine.

“i wouldn’t mind trying.”

he didn’t have any real expression on his face as he ate. glasses a little further down his nose than usual as he finished the pasta with one last big bite.

“okay. we’ll try tonight then.”

“ohhnnnggshiiittt”

nanamis cock was fat and gritty. must’ve had about a million veins on it because you swear you could feel every single one. he was well groomed as well, he kept it hairy but to an extent which was expected from him.

he knew how big his cock was. he knew it was big all the way from when he even brought up the topic of having see to begin with. getting into the bedroom and having him avoid taking his cock out until you were all prepped and in a daze.

and nanami made you feel so full with him. could feel him all the way up in your stomach. he made fucking sure you knew he was in there too from the way he pressed and pushed around at your abdomen whenever he got a chance.

your husband had your ass at the end of the bed. all perked up for him as he stood behind you on the floor. nanami had his hands on both sides of your upper back as he pushed you farther down into your shared comforter.

“does it feel better like this? or in the—previous position?”

his voice sounded out of breath, quiet subtle groans coming from him as he waited for his question to be answered. his pretty blond hair falling out of its usual perfect place but his pace never ever faltered.

it was honestly sickening for nanami to seriously expect a response from you like this. your body so hot, kisses and sweat coating it with your face so fucked out. eyes glossing over and your mouth half open, head bobbing with every stroke he gifted you.

the various pornographic noises that left your mouth bounced off the walls and throughout the house along with the even worse sounds of his pelvis hitting your ass over and over.

“n-amiiii”

“talk to me”

your new husband was quick to grab a fistful of your hair and pull you up from your position on the bed. forcing your head to rest on his shoulder and letting his hands glide along your body.

his fingers traced symbols and letters—his name— on your clit, the other pinching and pulling at your breasts while he kept rocking his hips into yours, mindlessly. your hands wrapped around both of his wrists, pushing at his waist and thighs softly.

“s’good nami”

“yeah?”

the blond started to kiss at your neck, his stubble tickling you but his motions never stopping. he was so experienced at this, made you feel so naive, inexperienced.

blondieeu xx

a/n: haven’t written for my fav in a while and i had this locked up in my drafts!!!

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