There Are Many Benefits To Being A Naval Salior

there are many benefits to being a Naval Salior

it used to be pretty common for there to be cats on boats. they'd take care of any rodents who would chew on ropes or wires and spread diseases. sailors were also superstitious and believed that having a cat aboard would bring good luck! this belief passed on to their wives, who kept cats - especially black ones who were believed to be extra lucky - at home in order to keep their husbands safe when at sea.

another popular superstition? that if a cat came aboard it was a sign of luck, but if it only boarded halfway and then left, it was a sign of bad luck.

most ship's cats are only found in modern times on private vessels, but they have roots going back to early history. one such example is the Vikings, who took cats with them on expeditions.

Sources: Ship's Cats, @Manglewood

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titan-luv

3 years ago

Kenma putting you in one of his skimpy cosplays he saw on a girl in a game, he complains about how you’re a guy so your chest doesn’t fit and he acts mad about it.

But he can’t stop himself from playing with your chest, even if you’re a guy and it doesn’t fit his expectations he loves how perky and fun they are.

post timeskip kenma x m!reader

18+

you were oddly used to it, dressing up for kenma like this. but this outfit in particular felt... exposing. the skirt barely reached mid thigh, it was tight around your ass and hips leaving nothing to the imagination. the top was practically non-existent, a leather material exposing your nipples as the intended wearer was meant to have big tits spilling between the X shape of the tight straps.

the thing with kenma was that he seems to really enjoy making you feel bad; but he didn’t have the arrogant personality to make it work.

“huh,” he says. “looks like i put all that money to waste...” he was never one to yell, or scold out of anger. what he did was far worse— no, he’d simply look disappointed.

“this would be so much hotter if you had the tits for it,” he sighs. resentment bubbling in his throat as he nears you. his hands reaching to poke your nipple; he doesn’t miss the way it puckered up slightly, or the way you shivered.

a small snort escapes him before he asks, “what? you sensitive there or something?” you don’t reply, only turning your head, hoping he doesn’t notice the blush of embarrassment flooding your cheeks.

he does, of course he does.

experimentally he rolls his finger around the bud, his eyes blown wide, watching your expression as he tugs and pulls. you bite your lip, holding back all the sounds you know he’d taunt you for. but you can’t bite back the moan that escaped when he lowers his head, his lips parting to blow air on your chest before moving to suckle the small nip. his teeth grinding it gently as his tongue worked to pucker it impossibly harder.

“kozume,” you whine as you notice his other hand reaches into his sweats, beginning to stroke his own cock. he only groans in response, his eyes shut tightly as he worked his mouth on you. you could feel the heat pooling in your stomach, the leather of the skirt doing nothing to conceal your own excitement.

“c’mon,” you say, nearly moaning at the way his lean arm jacked himself off to your chest.

he pauses in his work, a thin trail of saliva between himself and your tit as he looks up at you with dilated pupils. “j.. just a min,” he tells you softly before closing his eyes again, and suckling your eager tit.

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titan-luv

4 years ago