Also Like - Blog Posts
experimenting with clip studio paint
Gotta love when Amelia feeds her thirsty children
Backseat Serenade
masterlist
short n unedited
porn w/o plot
You’re not really sure how you ended up here in the back of his car, him draped over you in the small space. The last thing you remember through your clouded brain was having to go back into the car, picnic date ruined by thundering rain. However the two of you found peace in the chaos of it all, opting to stay and wait the storm out (it being too hard to see anyways). But one thing let do another and now here you are getting fucked by your lover while rain pours down around the car.
His hips were moving in slow shallow thrusts, trying to let you get used to the feeling of being so full. But eventually it grew majorly frustrating when you’re just trying to be railed and he’s making love. Hips moving up to try and pull him in deeper, moans flossing the car because while it wasn’t as much as you wanted it still felt good. A pained groan leaves your lips at his lack of speed.
“What’s wrong pretty. T-tell Suki what’s wrong. God you’re so fucking good.” Bakugou says while maintaining his snail like speed.
“F-fuck me harder..” You shyly speak, head falling back in the pleasure that you are getting. Except for the fact that he couldn’t hear you. Genuinely, you spoke too softly for him to properly hear you even after being so close to each other already.
“What was that?” He says into your neck, dick hitting the spongy spot inside of you finally.
“Oh god fuck me harder! R-right there s—uki please fuck me right there!” A choked sob leaves your lips at the feeling of his pace picking up.
“Yeah? That what my pretty girl want? Gonna be my good girl n’ take it?”
TAGS 🏷:
@trafalgar-lau @mybabekatsuki @loving-katsuki @ariavaana @melaniebakugo @keyz-writes @kuleo26 @sirensuki @theweasleysrule @asmaechan
EYO, I GOT SOME QUESTIONS TO ASK YOU
Hello friends,
I’m curious about something—and I love collecting empirical data (maybe it’s the autism/j 🤔). I wanted to do something about it,
So, I have some questions:
1. How many languages do you speak? (You can include ones you’re not fluent in, but please specify)
2. What are they?
Follow up: how many of your friends speak the same language(s)?
3. Where did you grow up (Country, state, province or whatever)?
Follow up: Describe your neighborhood to me, was it nice, bad, expensive, cheap, etc.
4. How financially well off were you as a child?
Follow up: If you feel comfortable sharing, what was the income your parent(s) made?
5. What ethnicity are you?
6. What job do you have now?
Follow up: And if you feel comfortable sharing, how much money do you make? (Also, please add if your pay is salaried or hourly)
Finally, what are some interesting facts about your language?
This is for a little project of my own that I’m doing. I know there are some issues in the school system (I’m an American, what do I expect) and I got curious. I want to see how many factors play in to the amount of languages someone speaks.
Most of the time, education is expensive—at least in the U.S it is (our public school system is shit). Yet, languages seem to be an outlier. The prissy rich white kids that can barely speak English, let alone a lick of Spanish, present an exception to the rule (education is expensive).
Also, a lot of my friends speak more than one language, but the American school system requires them to learn two while *in school*. Also, a lot of them speak languages that aren’t taught at my school— like Tagalog, Hindi, Gujarati, German, Russian, etc.— and I’m wondering if there’s a pattern to it.
Bíodh lá maith agat a chairde agus Que tengan buen día amigos
FLINT AND STEEL! also your blog theme is so cute!!
FLINT AND STEEL !!!1 and thank yoooou, I love your graphics =^◕⩊◕^=
I have no idea whats goin on with the face scar
But can we keep it?
Like can fowldom gather and decide we're gonna draw him this way
He looks like even more of a traumatized blorbo and im here for it
Hello! It’s great to have you back. My question is for Artemis and Holly. What’s the stupidest thing you’ve done for a dare?
Holly: Oh gods, I've taken so many dares. The stupidest one, though, I took in secondary school. A group of boys dared me to try to ride a young troll. My first Ritual experience resulted from that, as I used all my healing on multiple broken bones and a punctured lung.
Artemis: "Dares", as I understand them, are for those who value the esteem of their peers in age. I only esteem my peers in intellect, varied as that intellect may be. Once, though, a professor challenged me to teach a lecture on a subject I was ill acquainted with. I accepted the challenge, and I pity the students to this day. I was fourteen at the time.
WHY is one piece taking over my BRAIN. STOP. I have TOO MANT DRAFTS with Daryl to just abandon them now 😭
What makes White Collar hold up so much better than other police procedurals:
It was part of the "pretty happy shows with gorgeous ensemble casts and a charismatic weird guy" USA network era but it somehow used that to be about stuff that is so REAL
What is justice? Is our system fair? Can you be a criminal and still be a good man? Can you be a good man and still work for the system?
The bad guys are rich assholes, and people defrauding families out of their homes, and unethical pharmaceutical companies. People manipulating energy supply out of greed resulting in blackouts which are showing *harming a dog,* aka how to show something is monstrous in a pg show written by a white person. Class exists in this universe in more ways than having a cardboard concept of a "rich guy."
The bad guys include police, FBI agents, prison staff, judges, senators. Those people cause real harm, obstruct justice, plant evidence, kill people. It's shown how the system protects them and harms regular people.
The harm that causes the main character to go from wanting to be part of the system, to subverting and working against it, is him finding out about an act of police corruption, brutality, and murder--and what's more, that if he became a cop, that's what he could become.
The harm that causes the main character to be outside the white picket fence is that the system failed his family after that act. What happened to Neal's mom? Why did nobody besides Helen step in? They had to check in with US Marshals, did nobody notice this kid didn't have an adult fit to parent?
So Neal turns to found family. And let's be real, heavily polyamory coded found family at that. But he keeps chasing the idea of a girl who will be everything. But he's got all this attachment trauma so he never does. But because found family is real family, even the people who freaking played the characters are still connected a decade later
mom said its my turn to go back to 505
I’m having all my wants and desires surgically removed tomorrow