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[babyjinsu]

siblings <3 taking each other’s virginities <3 or maybe older brother taking his lil sis’ virginity…

that's literally sunghoon and yn in sugarglass oml. they're each other FIRSTS. EACH OTHERRR <//3 i have like a really really soft spot for those two bcs 1. yearning sunghoon 2. lowkey mean little sister 3. lovesick older brother for his little sister 4. little sister who's aware and takes advantage of it but still loves him the same way.

💌 incest talk duhh :3

do u get me. i'll 100% write this in another proper post SO PLS REMIND MEE IF I DON'T DO ITT AAAA and this isn't a sugarglass ask but i'm going to turn this into one... ok? i love that fic soo much :") sunghoon who's aware he shld probably has his virginity lost a while back but saving it just incase the gods heard his prayers about his little sister... and his little sister who's not a god, but the one to make his prayers come true because she snooped in his room too many fuckin times... sigh.

so it works to her advantage, right? she's growing up n there r so many things she wants to do and try, sexually and non-sexually, and there's someone who wants it just as bad, and even if he's her older brother, he still can fulfill it right? her fantasies?

so that's how t^t siblings taking each other's first times... sunghoon the one to pop ur cherry and u're the first to make him feel and turn into a man. a real man YUP!! this "couple" is soo melancholy in a way that's sick and fucked up that sunghoon everyday convinces himself it's feelings he can't help... </3 he truly believes that u're made and meant for him but there's some mistake in the heaven factory that accidentally turned the setting from lover to sister LMAO

[karmacreatesstuff]

someone is keep following me in this tumblr

Wdym following? As in someone is stalking you or someone had followed you?

[serialxsocial-a]

........ LIKE OKAY.

So I’ve been thinkin especially on Velvet of when she was Alive because she is PREEEETTTYYY different than she is now

When she was alive she had about a flux of phases she went through, but the prominent one being she was rather quiet, but very bitey and pretty much a smart mouthed bitch. It wasn’t much out of smiles or laughter; it was just anger and bitterness.

She dressed straight and neat as her parents forced her to, she was quiet in school but would mouth off to anyone who tried to even start shit with her. And then, of course, she had her anonymous twitter account of her posting everyone’s dirty secrets and gossip/drama shit.

She was much more ... Contained? I wanna say? Suffocated. She was forced into a box of whatever her parents wanted her to be and she tried to lash out all the time like a cornered animal. IT WASN’T UNTIL she actually got their approval with prom shit did she finally start to chill out, only to lash out AGAIN once her mom began to swing the hammer down once more and it was the thing to finally break her.

Velvet is just SO MUCH MORE brattier and carefree, messy, unhinged, rambunctious, obnoxious, etc etc BECAUSE she finally has the option to. SHE’S FREE for the first time in her LIFE and she is THRIVING. She very much isn’t going to let ANYONE hold her back or put her in this mold or force her to be anything she doesn’t want to be anymore.

And the idea, also, of Vox and Val being ‘father figures’, aside me fucking HATING this reoccurring trope of grown women needing men her age as ‘father figures’, is that if anyone even INSINUATED that with Velvet she’d BITE THEIR HEADS OFF. The idea of her needing ANY sort of parental figure or even HAVING ONE anymore makes her lash out because she DOESN’T WANT OR NEED THAT CHAIN. She doesn’t need parents she never wanted the ones she has and she’s had SUCH A DEPRESSIVE WEIGHT off her shoulders once she killed them. She felt ALIVE and FREE and able to BREATHE.

And to insinuate THEM being any sort of parents ESPECIALLY, seeing as they are two of the people she actually has genuine feelings for, feels like such an insult to her AND them for so many levels.

AND ON TOP of all this, too, as I was thinking about it and like. As much and Velvet loves Vox and Valentino, (Especially Valentino seeing her obsessive possessive behavior over him) she STILL wouldn’t throw herself under the bus for them. SHE ISN’T going to let ANYONE, A N Y O N E, make her back down or force her to do anything she doesn’t want.

Velvet would do A LOT for those two, don’t get me wrong. For example if Val told Velvet to roll over on her knees she would. But if he told her to take some sort of fall for him or if he even ever DOES try to kill her Velvet wouldn’t. She’d stand up against that and I even mentioned before if Valentino ever tries to kill Velvet she DAMN WELL is going to try her best and take him down with her. Same with Vox!

But down to the core they’re all evil, selfish assholes. And Velvet knows it and isn’t ashamed of it. She KNOWS that Vox and Val would put themselves before her and she wouldn’t really want it any other sort of way. Because they have that similar wavelength and their love and care for her is more than she ever even got in the first place, first of all, and the fact that that love and care is practically the same coming from her.

[crviis-a]

           qrow + love

          qrow is someone with a whole lot of love to give but no idea how to go about giving it out. he’s overflowing with the stuff, all of it. the sappy, lovey dovey, valentines chocolates, star gazing dates... the whole lot. anything at all. he loves like no other. he loves yang and ruby, loves his sister, loves his friends (the few of them he still has) -- long story short qrow has endless capability to love. 

          he just... doesn’t know how to show it.

          it’s probably in part because he grew up in a place and environment so devoid of the emotion. surrounded by people who only held hatred or disgust toward him. toward the bad luck charm who killed his own mother just by being born. surrounded by people who just wanted to use him for what little good he could be to them if they used him in the right way. long story short, he never really experienced anything like love until at least his second year in beacon. and even then? it was always seemingly directed at someone else, never at him. or at least, never in a way he’d learnt to identify through pop culture he’d been exposed to after moving into the ‘real world’. 

          so, rather than being able to put across this endless feeling he’s got, qrow just decides that it’s better to just pretend he doesn’t. hide it all away and put across this stoic, badass hero vibe that he’d very quickly started to idolise after finding himself in beacon. he stuffs all of his feeling away into a tiny corner that lasts 18 odd years before it starts to crack and bend and break when he meets ruby and yang and looses summer and his sister. it’s all too much and everything starts to show though despite him not wanting it to. 

[casper-has-a-cat]

I’m still all about the hc for yuuri getting sick on the ice mid-program. He starts to throw up a little during a jump, and he’s all for pushing through until it all starts coming up and Viktor runs out on the ice to rescue him.

WARNING: descriptions of vomit below!

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So Yuuri felt a little bit sick to his stomach.  So what?  It wasn’t like he could just call it quits in the middle of a competition.  And anyway, it wasn’t all that unusual for his nerves to go to his stomach in a competition like this.  He just needed to push through it and-

Yuuri’s stomach lurched, and hot acid filled his mouth just before he took off for his first jump.  He allowed a whimper to escape him, nothing else, and managed to somehow complete the jump, even if he did wobble a bit.  It was after he landed that he felt himself really starting to fall apart.

Still, he had to ignore it.  And he did, impressively, until the next jump.  As he landed, Yuuri dropped to his knees briefly as a small spurt of sick escaped his mouth and splashed against the ice.  It was mostly water, and he was able to pick himself up that Yuuri held onto hope that the slip up hadn’t been too obvious.  For a few seconds, he felt marginally better, and then he started shaking, and found that he couldn’t stop.  In fact, he could hardly stand.  That’s when he acknowledged that nerves had nothing to do with the way his stomach was churning.  Yuuri only had a moment to accept that it was too much to handle before he was throwing up uncontrollably - not enough time to get off of the ice, not enough time to get out of the spotlight, not even enough time to think to plug his own ears to block out the disgusted sounds coming from the audience as he fell onto his hands and knees.  He couldn’t breathe, and it wasn’t just because of the vomit clogging his throat and nose.

“Yuuri.  Yuuri!”  Viktor’s voice didn’t reach him until the older man’s hand squeezed Yuuri’s shoulder.  Yuuri tried to shrug him off, but instead found himself being lifted from the ice by his coach.  “I’m sorry,” Viktor said quietly, holding the sick man bridal style.  Yuuri was in a panic, and Viktor knew Yuuri didn’t like being touched when he was panicking so why-

Viktor draped his coat over Yuuri, who was still throwing up, and some part of Yuuri’s terrified mind realized that Viktor was protecting him.

“The free skate,” Yuuri choked out, panting through heaves and cramps.  “I can’t-“ He started to protest, only to break down sobbing in the middle as Viktor stepped out of the rink.  Ever since he’d stopped skating, the pain and nausea had severely worsened as the adrenaline rush disappeared, and Yuuri knew there was nothing to be done.  Viktor brought him to the bathroom and set him on the bench inside, then sat beside him, offering the trash can in case Yuuri needed it.  He did.  He grasped its sides tightly and watched the world swim before his eyes as he retched repeatedly.  Sometimes thin bile came up, sometimes nothing, and by the time he was done, Yuuri’s throat was raw.

“Don’t cry, love,” Viktor pleaded as the sobs continued.  “You’ll make yourself feel worse.”

“But-“

“Your health comes first.  Even if it costs you the competition, Yuuri, you have to take care of yourself.”  There was an anger behind Viktor’s commanding tone, and Yuuri flinched when upon getting a glance of his coach’s burning eyes.  Then, all at once, Viktor seemed to deflate.  “Why… why didn’t you tell me?”

Yuuri blinked back more tears.  He hated that he’d made Viktor worry.

“I didn’t mean to!”  Yuuri said, honestly.  “I just - didn’t realize it was so bad, and I didn’t-“ he sniffled.  “I didn’t want to lose!”  He only barely managed to force the words out of his mouth before breaking down into tears again.

“Oh,” Viktor said, voice soft.  “Oh, Yuuri, love, I’m so sorry.  I’m sorry you lost.”

“Again,” Yuuri choked out.  “I let you down again.”

“You- no!”  Viktor shook his head frantically.  “Yuuri, you have never let me down.  Anyway, now you’ll just have to continue to skate another season with me so that I can see you win!  I’m delighted!”

Yuuri coughed, and resisted the urge to retch as he swallowed his tears.  He didn’t speak, just held tightly to Viktor’s hand, and forced a shaky smile.

“Yuuri, you are all I ever could have asked for and more,” Viktor whispered, tracing the outline of Yuuri’s ear and kissing it just as he completed the circle.  “You’re perfect and then some.”

Yuuri laughed.  “Now you’re being completely over the top, Viktor.”

But Viktor shook his head and held Yuuri close.  “I love you so much, Yuuri.”

Yuuri smiled, for real this time, and snuggled into his boyfriend.  “I love you, too, Vitya.”

[allo-frouto]

I can assure you, your gagging sound, you touching yourself as I fuck your mouth, your moans, your nipples getting harder... That's hotter.

Parental advisory, explicit content.

[almyrn]

      @bldstndflr​     /     PINTEREST   SENTENCE   STARTERS     /     ACCEPTING   !

                   ‘       I   HAVE   POLISHED   THIS   ANGER   &   NOW   IT’S   A   KNIFE   .       ‘

                      THERE    WAS    A   STUTTER    IN    CLAUDE’S     breath    when    he    sucked   air   in   ,   there   was   not   much   he   knew   about   edelgard’s   past   ,   little   he   could   find   out   ,   even   less   that   she   had   told   him   .   &   still   there   were   several   instances   that   reminded   claude   :   THAT   COULD   HAVE   BEEN   YOU   .   one   decision   altered   ,   his   parents   embraces   having   been   devoid   of   its   love     ——     who   could   say   if   claude   was   still   the   one   celebrated   as   the   one   to   bring   unification   for   them   all   ?   why   couldn’t   he   be   the   man   to   extend   the   war   across   all   borders   ?

                      ❛     i   know   .   &   my   heart   is   breaking   for   you   .     ❜     he   sighed   .   the   situation   was   too   precarious   for   careless   words   .   to   even   speak   with   edelgard   on   neutral   ground   ,   a   privilege   he   did   not   take   lightly   .     (     you   saw   the   fate   the    opposition    had    to    suffer    ,    dimitri      ——      )    &    despite    what    some    may   think   ,   he   planned   to   extend   the   duration   of   his   life   for   quite   a   few   more   years   .     ❛     if   it’s   a   war   you   need   ,   i   can’t   talk   you   out   of   it   .   but   help   me   understand   for   it   seems   little   more   than   mindless   slaughter   from   where   i   am   standing   .     ❜