a bunch of filthy porn.
Amy: >:[ MOM'S DIET HAS GONE TOO FAR.
Meg: ?
Amy: THERE IS NO CHILI. NO CANNED CHILI IN EITHER HOUSEHOLD. HOW CAN YOU SURVIVE.
Meg: Well, usually I eat cup o'ramen so --
Amy: THAT IS THE MOST DISGUSTING THING I HAVE EVER HEARD. I FINALLY FIND THE NITRATE-FREE HOTDOGS. I CAN HAVE DELICIOUS CANNED CHILI WITH HOTDOGS AND DO YOU HAVE CANNED CHILI? NO.
Meg: *poking around freezer* We've got what appears to be ...... um ..... frozen trout? o_o
Amy: RISE UP AGAINST MOM'S DIET, FOOLISH BLIND ONES. RISE UP AND WIN AGAINST IT.
Meg: hoookay then. Have some chocolate.
Amy: >:EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Also, for those of you who are fans, three new Oliver icons. My favorite is the O Rly? one but yeah. Amy was buggering around with her new digicam and consequently we have many pictures of dog noses.
SMUTTY BITS D:
Although really some of them are more or less PG-13. It's just, uh. Most of them aren't.
narugami asked for relatively nonpr0ny SoraNami.
Sora really only notices the loneliness in Nanamé's expression. He wants to take it away, make it so her eyes don't have to look so patient and resigned. It reminds him of the way Kairi looked when they were parted, of the way Riku smiled at him when the door closed between them. He remembers thinking, This is what a broken heart looks like.
He can't say 'don't cry' because she's not crying and won't cry and he's afraid to let her know that he knows that the sick tight feeling in her chest that she thinks she's hiding. He has to be brave for her.
So he kisses her instead, not like they do in the cover of the books Selphie reads but soft and dry like he remembers, very dimly, Riku kissing him when they'd been no more than babies, like Kairi had kissed him once when they were little kids. She freezes for a moment and then suddenly she kisses him back, and he knows she understands what he can't say.
---
ashkitty can now say she managed to get me to actually WRITE H/D.
It's bloody ridiculous, is what it is. One moment he's screaming at The Boy Who Had A Stick So Far Up His Arse You Could See It When He Opened His Mouth, and the next minute he's on his knees with Potter's cock in his mouth. It's bloody ridiculous but Draco finds he's surprisingly adaptable to circumstance.
Actually, on second thought it's bloody brilliant, the way Potter makes fascinating noises deep in his throat (Draco hopes he wakes up in the middle of the night and is deeply embarrassed by them) and tries to pull Draco's hair clean off his scalp.
Really, why hasn't he tried this before?
---
spinshadow forgot we had Furuba as a common fandom.
You have to be careful how you act around him because if you fight too much he gets even angrier and if you didn't fight at all he was enraged. So you have to fight enough, but not too much, hit back but not hit first. He's not as clever a fighter as Ratshit is but he's more dogged; it evens out. He grabs you by the scruff of the neck and throws you down, and you wait for a second and try to fight back. He won't let you. He never lets you, after a while, and you know it's not worth it to try.
His hands on you are bizarrely careful, pulling off your pants and wrapping around your cock. He bites your neck and you shudder, hard, and submit.
Not that he'll remember it.
---
socchan wanted Donuts.
Item: Watanuki is capable of blushing clear to his chest.
Item: This can be caused by someone trailing a finger, very gently, over the nape of his neck and behind his ear.
Item: When you pet Watanuki behind his ear, he sort of melts into your hand, his eyes half closing in feline bliss for a second before he realizes what he's doing and blushes.
Item: The area of Watanuki's nape and throat tastes like sandalwood soap. If you scrape your teeth down it, gently, to get more of a taste, he makes fascinating noises and digs into your skin.
You think you could do this for hours and never get tired of it.
---
akatonbo left it up to me, but that's ok.
It's really strange but for all the time Ibu spends talking to himself, there's one time he doesn't talk at all; when Ryoma and he are somewhere and he's got his hand down Ibu's pants, jerking him off. Ibu doesn't make a sound, not really. He breathes deeply and evenly until he gets too close to the edge to control it, and when he comes he sucks in a deep breath and makes a thin whimpering sound.
Ryoma wouldn't do this just to shut Ibu up but sometimes he's thought it might be worth a try.
---
laylah I promised Cloud/Kadaj clubsmut on white_aster's LJ
He would have liked to think it was because he was drunk or something but the fact of the matter was Cloud never drank more than two glasses of anything. But there was a boy in front of him -- no, he thought, not a boy, he must be a little younger than Cloud but not much. It was his eyes, drawn thickly with kohl so they looked wide and innocent and green enough to poison someone. The boy was in front of him, dressed in silver and black. It was like a hallucination but somehow he knew it was real. The boy allowed himself to be jostled in front of Cloud, looks up through impossibly long lashes and smiles at him, a sharp feline expression.
Cloud raises his eyebrow -- what do you want? -- which the boy takes as permission and the next moment he's swarmed over Cloud and is straddling Cloud's lap in a way that leaves no doubt of what he wants. Cloud opens his mouth to protest and the boy kisses him before he can speak.
"Fuck me," says the boy into Cloud's ear.
---
muimi07 wanted TRC ....
The sound of cicadas was heavy in the air. It was almost too hot to touch someone else. He didn't care. Kurogane brushed his hair back behind his ear and kissed his forehead. He grabbed Kurogane's wrist and looked up at him, shaken by a feeling that this had happened before. It had happened before and it would happen again. Worlds without end, he thinks. Worlds without end, amen.
Kurogane seemed to understand. Without speaking, he let Fye rest his head against his chest until the strangeness passed.
-----
tanzy said she didn't really care but wrote me SouKazu ....
(tanzy, I drew a complete blank so I kinda defaulted on filthy ReiNao?)
What Naoya likes is when they have enough time in the morning to wake up slowly. He drifts up from sleep and savors the sensation of lying against Aoe-san's warm, solid shoulder, which smells like Elite and cigarette smoke and soap. Aoe-san usually wakes before him, and really what wakes him up is Aoe-san's hand going slowly through his hair. He slides his hand up Aoe-san’s chest, half-surprised at his own daring, and pushes himself up enough to kiss Aoe-san good morning.
Aoe-san pulls him down again and it’s like being drowned in sunlight, like moving through warm syrup. Everything is slow and easy. Aoe-san kisses him with lazy hunger and he melts against him. Even when Aoe-san kisses his way down and takes him in his mouth it’s still slow. It’s like they’re in their own world, hidden away from everything.
Meg: ?
Amy: THERE IS NO CHILI. NO CANNED CHILI IN EITHER HOUSEHOLD. HOW CAN YOU SURVIVE.
Meg: Well, usually I eat cup o'ramen so --
Amy: THAT IS THE MOST DISGUSTING THING I HAVE EVER HEARD. I FINALLY FIND THE NITRATE-FREE HOTDOGS. I CAN HAVE DELICIOUS CANNED CHILI WITH HOTDOGS AND DO YOU HAVE CANNED CHILI? NO.
Meg: *poking around freezer* We've got what appears to be ...... um ..... frozen trout? o_o
Amy: RISE UP AGAINST MOM'S DIET, FOOLISH BLIND ONES. RISE UP AND WIN AGAINST IT.
Meg: hoookay then. Have some chocolate.
Amy: >:EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Also, for those of you who are fans, three new Oliver icons. My favorite is the O Rly? one but yeah. Amy was buggering around with her new digicam and consequently we have many pictures of dog noses.
SMUTTY BITS D:
Although really some of them are more or less PG-13. It's just, uh. Most of them aren't.
narugami asked for relatively nonpr0ny SoraNami.
Sora really only notices the loneliness in Nanamé's expression. He wants to take it away, make it so her eyes don't have to look so patient and resigned. It reminds him of the way Kairi looked when they were parted, of the way Riku smiled at him when the door closed between them. He remembers thinking, This is what a broken heart looks like.
He can't say 'don't cry' because she's not crying and won't cry and he's afraid to let her know that he knows that the sick tight feeling in her chest that she thinks she's hiding. He has to be brave for her.
So he kisses her instead, not like they do in the cover of the books Selphie reads but soft and dry like he remembers, very dimly, Riku kissing him when they'd been no more than babies, like Kairi had kissed him once when they were little kids. She freezes for a moment and then suddenly she kisses him back, and he knows she understands what he can't say.
---
ashkitty can now say she managed to get me to actually WRITE H/D.
It's bloody ridiculous, is what it is. One moment he's screaming at The Boy Who Had A Stick So Far Up His Arse You Could See It When He Opened His Mouth, and the next minute he's on his knees with Potter's cock in his mouth. It's bloody ridiculous but Draco finds he's surprisingly adaptable to circumstance.
Actually, on second thought it's bloody brilliant, the way Potter makes fascinating noises deep in his throat (Draco hopes he wakes up in the middle of the night and is deeply embarrassed by them) and tries to pull Draco's hair clean off his scalp.
Really, why hasn't he tried this before?
---
spinshadow forgot we had Furuba as a common fandom.
You have to be careful how you act around him because if you fight too much he gets even angrier and if you didn't fight at all he was enraged. So you have to fight enough, but not too much, hit back but not hit first. He's not as clever a fighter as Ratshit is but he's more dogged; it evens out. He grabs you by the scruff of the neck and throws you down, and you wait for a second and try to fight back. He won't let you. He never lets you, after a while, and you know it's not worth it to try.
His hands on you are bizarrely careful, pulling off your pants and wrapping around your cock. He bites your neck and you shudder, hard, and submit.
Not that he'll remember it.
---
socchan wanted Donuts.
Item: Watanuki is capable of blushing clear to his chest.
Item: This can be caused by someone trailing a finger, very gently, over the nape of his neck and behind his ear.
Item: When you pet Watanuki behind his ear, he sort of melts into your hand, his eyes half closing in feline bliss for a second before he realizes what he's doing and blushes.
Item: The area of Watanuki's nape and throat tastes like sandalwood soap. If you scrape your teeth down it, gently, to get more of a taste, he makes fascinating noises and digs into your skin.
You think you could do this for hours and never get tired of it.
---
akatonbo left it up to me, but that's ok.
It's really strange but for all the time Ibu spends talking to himself, there's one time he doesn't talk at all; when Ryoma and he are somewhere and he's got his hand down Ibu's pants, jerking him off. Ibu doesn't make a sound, not really. He breathes deeply and evenly until he gets too close to the edge to control it, and when he comes he sucks in a deep breath and makes a thin whimpering sound.
Ryoma wouldn't do this just to shut Ibu up but sometimes he's thought it might be worth a try.
---
laylah I promised Cloud/Kadaj clubsmut on white_aster's LJ
He would have liked to think it was because he was drunk or something but the fact of the matter was Cloud never drank more than two glasses of anything. But there was a boy in front of him -- no, he thought, not a boy, he must be a little younger than Cloud but not much. It was his eyes, drawn thickly with kohl so they looked wide and innocent and green enough to poison someone. The boy was in front of him, dressed in silver and black. It was like a hallucination but somehow he knew it was real. The boy allowed himself to be jostled in front of Cloud, looks up through impossibly long lashes and smiles at him, a sharp feline expression.
Cloud raises his eyebrow -- what do you want? -- which the boy takes as permission and the next moment he's swarmed over Cloud and is straddling Cloud's lap in a way that leaves no doubt of what he wants. Cloud opens his mouth to protest and the boy kisses him before he can speak.
"Fuck me," says the boy into Cloud's ear.
---
muimi07 wanted TRC ....
The sound of cicadas was heavy in the air. It was almost too hot to touch someone else. He didn't care. Kurogane brushed his hair back behind his ear and kissed his forehead. He grabbed Kurogane's wrist and looked up at him, shaken by a feeling that this had happened before. It had happened before and it would happen again. Worlds without end, he thinks. Worlds without end, amen.
Kurogane seemed to understand. Without speaking, he let Fye rest his head against his chest until the strangeness passed.
-----
tanzy said she didn't really care but wrote me SouKazu ....
(tanzy, I drew a complete blank so I kinda defaulted on filthy ReiNao?)
What Naoya likes is when they have enough time in the morning to wake up slowly. He drifts up from sleep and savors the sensation of lying against Aoe-san's warm, solid shoulder, which smells like Elite and cigarette smoke and soap. Aoe-san usually wakes before him, and really what wakes him up is Aoe-san's hand going slowly through his hair. He slides his hand up Aoe-san’s chest, half-surprised at his own daring, and pushes himself up enough to kiss Aoe-san good morning.
Aoe-san pulls him down again and it’s like being drowned in sunlight, like moving through warm syrup. Everything is slow and easy. Aoe-san kisses him with lazy hunger and he melts against him. Even when Aoe-san kisses his way down and takes him in his mouth it’s still slow. It’s like they’re in their own world, hidden away from everything.