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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year

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I can’t get it out of my head so…stucky x reader HR

The elevator doors opened to the first floor of the technical and specialized portion of Stark Tower. The housing complexes above the admin offices, logistics, HR and any boardrooms had retained the agents, and were usually off limits to anyone who didn’t officiate directly with SHIELD.

Of course, being HR you were allowed to come up if it was necessary. And since you were in charge of dealing with the dynamic duo, you were up more often than not.

“Here we go again” was titular to your life though you couldn’t remember who sung it, it was always seemingly on the back of your mind. Even before you stepped off the elevator and onto the training floor for agents, you could tell some other HR violation had been broken.

Just as someone had mentioned once or twice not to bother the HR lady when she came through. And that message was clearly well received since none of the male agents would look you directly in the eye.

“Why is it always you two?” You stepped into the training room to see them, the two troublemakers and the cause of your busyness, standing off to the side.

“Come on, kitten-“ Bucky grinned half heartedly, side-eyeing his partner in crime.

“I told you not to call me that.” You squared your shoulders and squared off against Bucky Barnes. “So what was it this time? Did you throw another agent off the roof because you know that last time-“

“No one fell off the roof, I promise.” Steve cut you off, holding his hands up in defence.

“You look good-“ Bucky cleared his throat and stepped forward just as other agents stepped back.

“Did you experiment with poison again? Because I’m pretty sure there’s Geneva conventions-“ you drew your attention from Bucky to Steve and back again, your arms crossed over your chest.

“You lied about the HR relationship guidelines.” Steve’s jaw ticked and he appeared to be cross, only for the expression to soften. “I get it.”

“We get it, but-“

“Wait,” you furrowed your eyebrows and drew in a sharp breath, “are you trying to ask me out?”

“Tony’s got a party, kitten. We thought you’d wanna come with us.”

“With you?” You looked between them, feeling cornered but not unsafe.

“As our date, kitten. We wanna take you out, take you to the party. Don’t you feel this connection between us?” Steve’s fingers briefly brushed against your side and you shivered pleasantly, warmth pulsating in your belly.

#stucky x reader #stucky x reader imagine #stucky x reader imagines

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alienwritestoo · 7 months

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Legend Reborn

Technoblade is a legend on the QSMP. His deeds are ballads sung in the festive streets of the favela, chronicle of dedication inspiring the monumental stretch of potatoes growing on the wall and tales of hard-won battles uplifting the fight against the worst government known yet.

Sometimes, an unusually large Cucurucho can be found at the shrine dedicated to his memory, fingering a singular emerald earring.

The crown before him gleamed with familiar, unfulfilled purpose.

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Technoblade left the DSMP when he deemed Dream’s oppressive server free from the tyranny of governments, forever meant to be more than the sums of suppressive never meant to bes and unfinished symphonies. The tundra that once shielded armies of dogs and withers soon swarmed with the metaphorical winds of adventure, melting the cold heart he developed to survive on this server with its dangerous consequences, urging him onward to his next quest.

The piglin hybrid felt comfortable moving on, like his older brother had, towards an inexplicable future. He trusted his old man Philza to look after anyone who still stayed on the server, especially those who would no longer accept his help.

Philza stood with Steve at the gate to see him off, waving softly while his eyes burned with pride and unshed tears. The older warrior promised himself that he would make the old immortal never worry about one of his sons ever again, the only remaining to make it through the harrowing experience of DSMP mostly unscathed. His father surely trusted him, and only him, to survive despite all the world could throw at him. He would not let him down.

His fur prickled as he followed the warm breeze to warmer climates, ripping away government after government in his path onwards to an unknown ultimate prize. The governments there quickly realized he was coming, hastily setting up assassinations and armies to disway him. Yet Techno persisted, striding unceremoniously into rebellious camps who quickly accepted his tutelage to overthrow sure tyranny. It was a walk in the park after the annoyance it had been L’Manberg, that had been backed by an mask-cladded Admin until it miraculously switched to his side.And besides, even if Tubbo had been a weak president, the sting of Tommy betraying him stung like nothing else.

The king of Antarctica wasn’t meant to get so close to the desert, but Technoblade would make the world realize otherwise. His quest lay south, and then someday he could retire to own a farm.

In his uncomfortable state, he didn’t see it coming that he would be cowardly captured on an assuming night in a desert village near the sea. The anarchist had no time to react, huffing with outraged growls towards an unseeing assailant who didn’t react to a single hit from him as his humble lodgings wavered in his vision. Another Admin had taken interest in him, not even bothering to show its face as it continued to invisibly rain down potions of harming with impassioned precision. He continued to struggle for agonizing minutes with blood pouring out of his mouth and staining his tusks.

Technoblade’s face paled at the predicament he was in as he finally collapsed, lumbering form falling to his knees as his kidnapper removed the crown from his head like they were taking a toy from a toddler.

The piglin hybrid later woke to a cell of stark, lifeless quartz, with nothing but an orange jumpsuit to his name. Soon after, he lost himself to a haze of interrogations and treatments that turned him into something else, a creature with red eyes that eventually passed all the tests except-

He could never manage to speak, in support nor against the federation. It was the only rebellion he had left, as a duck creature handed him a clipboard and gave him his first task.

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Philza knew there were multiple Cucuruchos. The immortal had seen Chayanne slink back into the bunker from “night school” enough times, and glimpsed more than one of the white-furred creatures poking into the islanders’ business. Not the career path he would’ve encouraged for his adventurous egg, but the once-famed Angel of Death knew they had little choice in the matter.

Other than the times he saw Cucurucho-Chayanne, there was just one other that bothered him deep down.

One of the newer Cucuruchos was especially odd in comparison to the rest. The creature appeared when Luzu logged on with his binary code messages that oozed of sudden warnings, lumbering behind a pair of regular Cucuruchos with glinting red eyes. It towered over its cousins with muscle, wielding axes and crossbows rather than the classic gun. Tubbo, who was newer to the island but had managed to typically outmaneuver the creatures, had frozen inexplicably at the fireworks lining the crossbows it handled with ease.

Etoiles had gaped when the creature had joined the battle with an arsenal of old school vanilla weapons against three fake eggs, and carried.

“What the fuck?” Cellbit exclaimed as he examined the photo Pomme had taken of the newer creature. The detective looked like he wanted to drink vodka at its looming presence in PVP, only calming with Roier’s reassuring palm on his shoulder.

“No mames!” Roier shook his head in agreement. “This fucking sucks, man.”

“Why are there more of them?” Baghera questioned with a frown. “Why would they need one so big? Is it an intimidation tactic?”

Philza let the conversations wash over him as the order deliberated over what the new creature’s presence meant. The crow hybrid held a photograph in his hand, fingering the emerald earring it wore on its ear. It was the same exact style to his, a piece of jewelry that had been a mystery to him since his arrival to the island.

The old immortal remembered much of his past in comparison to the rest of the islanders. He was the only one to willingly volunteer, able to bargain with the foreboding federation to retain most of his memories.

Philza didn’t remember what he gave up, but he had his suspicions when his memories tried to tell him he never had any family. His heart pulsed with a heart thrumming with power his soul knew had been gifted, making him never age as long as he didn't die in combat. When he first joined the island, the man found a bag of blue dye tied together with a fancy ribbon and a note saying “calm yourself, have some blue”. None of these items had an explanation, especially the emerald earring that swung on his ear-

Until now.

“Does he want to die?” Etoiles inserted as the group gravitated around the corpse of one of the codes, pulling Philza out of his thoughts. “I can give it the gift death if Cucurucho doesn’t want to live anymore?”

His throat hissed automatically, eyes flashing as his mind keys in on the emerald the large creature wore somehow just right.

Multiple pairs of eyes whip over to him. “Woah there, what was that Philza?” Badboyhalo asked.

Philza blinked when he realized he had reacted instinctively to a threat against flock. He swallowed uselessly to calm himself down, angry clicks echoing up into the air instead. Unable to speak, he jerked his head towards the photograph and pointed a sharped clawed hand towards the creature.

“Oh shit guys.” Jaiden spoke up, a fellow bird hybrid. “Philza’s bird instincts think that the new Cucurucho is a part of his flock. Better not hurt the guy until we actually know he’s bad, if we don’t want the case of an angry crow hybrid on our hands.”

“If that’s the case, Maybe we shouldn’t attempt to attack or harm this Cucurucho until we know more about him.” Maximus concluded, looking at Cellbit who looked very tense but gave a reluctant nod.

The group eventually decided to only observe the new federation creature. The crow hybrid’s hackles raised when he noticed Cellbit, Etoiles, and Baghera didn’t explicitly agree to not harm it, but life soon went back to normal for a few weeks when nothing unusual happened.

They noticed the creature had an weirdly normal and routine schedule, easily trackable in how it simply sparred in the middle of the battle dome every morning and built for the Federation in the afternoons following a checklist it regularly squinted at. Philza had to shove down the urge to hand it a pair of glasses when he occasionally approached on Cellbit's behalf to see its tasklist. It never tried to spy or speak to them, content to swing its archaic sword at practice dummies and occasionally amuse the eager Etoiles.

“It's the best monster I’ve ever fought, Philza!” Etolies praised highly one day as they ran into each other at the front of what used to be Las Sacapuntas. “Battling with him is more interesting than anything else on the island except spending time with Pomme because she is my daughter and therefore automatically makes her the best thing to ever happen to anyone and I will kill anyone who says otherwise.” The French player grinned with teeth.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Philza laughed genuinely at his friend's strange humor, watching the warrior leave as quickly as he came with a fond shake to his head before he teleported to his own base on top of the wall.

That evening, Philza blinked when he spotted the creature outside of schedule by Techno’s shrine, wiping the dirt from his eyes as he stood up from his potato farm.

The hulking Cucurucho looked up from his vigil, turning away from where a crown sat in display on an armor stand. The creature's eyes glinted with a dark red color that strangely made him feel calm and collected.

“Hey mate.” Philza greeted him, wiping the dirt from his hands with spider silk. “Do you know who that is?”

The creature nodded curtly, not speaking nor turning to write in a book.

“He was one of my best friends.” The crow hybrid stipulated as he approached. “A great warrior, much like yourself.” He stood next to the creature. “Mostly I just know him as Techno, and as one of the most compassionate people I ever knew." He craned his head up, gauging the creature's interest in their conversation. "You know why?”

The hulking mass cocked his head, grunting. Philza took that as encouragement to continue.

“Hypixel skyblock was terribly going through a famine before Techno made the potato war happen. You see Cucurucho, even though they're the top server and could've simply asked for help, not many people knew Hypixel actually had food shortages because the number one server doesn’t like people knowing they fucked up." He snorts. "So naturally, my friend took it upon himself to solve the food problem for them. Techno never liked people starving, my so-” He choked, panicking at the unconscious wording. “...Friend.”

The creature reaches towards Philza’s emerald earring with a strange chuff. The old man’s mind translates it reflexively to mean question, curiosity.

“I don’t know what it is, mate.” Philza admitted. “Do you know where you got yours?” For a split second he wonders if the creature stole it, but the idea drains away as the creature shakes his head with an air of confusion.

Cucurucho took a few steps back. He looked at the shrine with an unreadable expression, but his red eyes were so expressive.

“I know this is weird to ask, since you're a federation worker and all but… do I know you?” Philza couldn’t help himself. Why does his instincts see this Cucurucho, out of all of them wandering the server, as his son?

Cucurucho huffed, turning away from him unceremoniously before hopping off the edge of the wall.

Philza leaned back on his hoe in the potato farm for support, stopping himself from following with a panic similar to one of his eggs in danger. The old immortal wanted to talk to it again soon, chest winding up with longing to connect to this unknown creature.

“Dinner’s ready!” Missa called in the distance from the house, likely serving something Chayanne cooked up for his family of four. Philza blinked back unexpected tears when he realized it was potato night, the memories of inexplicable pink fur and comforting chuffs raw against his chest, before collecting himself to have a quiet evening with his anticipating two eggs and husband.

#qsmp fanfiction #qsmp #technoblade #philza #emerald duo #mcyt fanfiction #unfridging fanonQ!Techno respectfully #sbi fanfic #sbi au

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zb1net · 7 months

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"Trick or Treat" Event & Bubble Giveaway

ZB1 Network is excited to host our first Halloween event! 👻🎃🦇 From Oct. 7 to Nov. 4, knock on our inbox and request any type of ZB1-related content you want to see: edits, fanart, gifs, graphics, and/or videos! Examples:

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bloodpen-to-paper · 7 months

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Qsmp September 14 Event with Tubbo, Roier and Slimecicle: A Summary

-Tubbo, Roier and Charlie were given clue books to start the event containing separate parts of a coordinate they had to combine and go to; they waited around for 20 minutes before they realized this

-Roier's Maxican Lag came with a vengance

-Charlie learned how to say blowjobs in Spanish

-Charlie became from hostile towards Fred's presence to egregiously horny for him (Tubbo was not pleased)

-Fred lead them to an underground cavern entrance and left them to it, saying they were on their own now

-The three of them infought continuously throughout this entire process

-Roier tried to break up Charlie and Tubbo fighting over Fred by telling them to kiss

-The three found a redstone contraption that got blown up by a creeper, making Fred have to guide them to a new area

-Fred aka "Freddy Fastbear" occasionally disappeared around corners they were to follow, and left torches that led the way

-Roier had to pee in the middle of finding an important clearing

-They found an entity with an inverted Cucurucho's skin of a black body and red facial features; "Cucurevil" let out an ominous laugh before disappearing

-They found a room with the center encased in protected invisible blocks; the center had the clothing of the missing eggs with a spin wheel right at the core (Charlie made Roier take pictures of him twerking in front of them while Tubbo refrained the urge to kill them both)

-Tubbo found a way into the area with his last enderpearl, not realizing he would need another to get out

-Tubbo spun the wheel, causing lava to cascade and almost kill him if not for his grappling hook; Roier told him Tubbo didn't do anything wrong and did his best while Charlie told him he killed everyone (a very angel and devil on the shoulder situation)

-The lava kept coming until it covered the whole area, and Tubbo was forced to warp out to Tallulah's after a mental breakdown over potentially killing the eggs

-Mobs started swarming Roier and Charlie; the mobs downed Charlie and Roier swooped in in the nick of time to revive him so he could warp to Spawn

-Roier remained in the dungeon for a bit, fighting for his laggy life until he was able to escape the mob swarm and warp out

-Charlie had a keycard for a door they couldn't get into previously that he didn't think to bring up until after they had left, so they went back (this time they actually prepared for a dungeon run)

-Roier revealed that Polispol was the very first gamer in existence

-Roier and Tubbo fought together to clear the entrance hallways of mobs while Charlie scouted

-Lava started cascading down from the ceiling of the entire cave system, forcing them to run as fast as they could to the exit (the imagery of these lava moments make for great fanwork material imo)

-Tubbo caught an invisible admin laying down mines in the act, of which his callout was promptly met with him being doused in lava

-Explosions opened up an area below the ground the three accidentally fell into, showing a Federation room with a locked door; Charlie's keycard didn't work for it, and it got flooded with lava and mobs, forcing the three to warp out again

-This second warp did not make them realize they should place a warpstone in the dungeon

-They sung Shakira on the third way back, deciding not to pursue the inner dungeon anymore but rather a ladder they earlier passed by; they did not find it, but they did accidentally find Missa's basement

-Overall, a hectic, laggy, horny, and very chaotic lore event. 10/10

#the final part of it was very animatic worthy #mcyt #qsmp #tubbo #roier #slimecicle

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ligayangdala · 2 years

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MGA KARAKTER | camboy!bf!jisung x fem!reader

GENRE | smut, camboy!au

BILANG NG MGA SALITA | 1.3k words

LENGUAHE | tagalog-english

MGA BABALA | smut, filming lewd content, pussy slapping, clit play(?), fingering, nipple sucking, slight mean dom!jisung

CHIKA NG ADMINS | helloo, pasensya na kung bigla kaming nawala :< nalunod nanaman sa school works potangena pagod na kami mag-aral HAHAHAHAHAH anyway, here's camboy!jisung, enjoy!! will upload a visualizer maya-maya sa twitter. aaaand, unahin muna namin si ji instead of the uploaded sneak peak kasi di pa namin tapos isulat 'yon so.... si ji nalang muna heheheheheh ito naaa at hindi pa ito na-betaread, saka nalang siguro namin ie-edit kapag may oras na kami hahaha

DREAM FILMS SERIES EP. 03

SUNG ﹫SUNGMP4

stress reliever

﹫nsfwacc1: saraaap :(

﹫nsfwacc2: ME WHEN!!

﹫nsfwacc3: ME N WHO

﹫nsfwacc4: sung, ang sarap ng puke ng gf mo :(

﹫nsfwacc5: sobrang cozy ng videos niyo sung AAA naiinggit ako

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ah, college. freedom sa parents dahil malayo ang unibersidad na pinasukan niyong dalawa ni jisung. akalain mo yun? magtatagal pala kayo ng high school sweetheart mo? from grade 9, at ngayong 3rd year college na kayo, hindi pa rin nagbabago ang pagmamahal ni jisung sayo. jisung earned the trust of your parents and you earned the trust of his, kaya pumayag sila na magrenta kayo ng iisang condo—though 2 bedroom condo yun at magkahiwalay kayo ng kwarto (sa edad niyo ni jisung, malamang hindi niyo maiiwasan na hindi magkatabi kapag matutulog).

since this is the first year na kayong dalawa lang ni jisung ang magkasama sa condo (dahil dalawang taon rin kayong online classes), napatunayan mong may adiksyon ang nobyo mo sayo. nung mga unang linggo na maluwag pa ang mga ginagawa niyo sa university, halos hindi kayo matapos ni jisung at hindi nagsasawa sa katawan ng isa't isa. tapos may demonyong bumulong pa kay jisung na tropa niya na nagsabi, kung komportable kayong dalawa, pwede niyong ibenta at ipost ang videos niyo sa internet at may mga maga-avail nito. at… totoo nga. since then, seven months ago simula nung pumayag ka at nagdesisyon kayo, ang account ni jisung ay sumikat at ngayon mayroong higit 50k followers. may mga kinikita na rin kayong dalawa ni jisung na minsan ginagamit niyo sa pansariling pangangailangan (jisung once used your biggest earnings to buy food and sex toys na madalas niyang gamitin sayo).

ngayong may freedom na kayong dalawa na gawin ang mga bagay na hindi niyo magagawa sa harap ng magulang niyo, pero nagagawa niyo sa internet, favorite ni jisung na ipakita ang ari mo sa harap ng kamera. jisung likes to show you off, likes to fuck you with his clothes on and most of all, he likes touching you during cuddle sessions and like to suck on your tits.

at ngayong araw, umuwing libog si jisung. nauna kang umuwi dahil wala ka naman nang gagawin sa school at gusto mong maglinis ng bahay. five hours after mong makauwi, bumukas ang front door ng condo at niluwa ang nobyo mong nakasimangot at hawak-hawak ang backpack sa isang kamay at ang isa ay ginugulo ang buhok sa sobrang inis. “anong nangyari?” tanong mo sa nobyo mo, tumayo ka mula sa sofa at pinause ang pinapanood na series. “sungie… kausapin mo ako”

galit, binuksan ni jisung ang ref para kumuha ng malamig na tubig para kahit papaano mahimasmasan ang init ng ulo niya. umupo ka sa sofa at hinintay si jisung na umupo sa tabi mo, ganyan ang routine niya sa tuwing uuwi siyang stressed sa school. tinapon niya sa basurahan ang bote ng tubig bago umupo sa tabi mo. dahil natatakpan ng buhok niya ang mga mata niya, inayos mo ang sarili mo hanggang sa makaupo ka sa kandungan niya at maipwesto niya ang mga kamay niya sa balakang mo bilang suporta. nang hawiin mo ang buhok niya palayo sa mga mata, halatang halata kung anong gustong iparating ng mga mata niya— pagnanasa. napakagat labi ka at napatingin sa labi niya, guiding his one hand over to your chest until he was squeezing them like stress balls. jisung then lifted your shirt before latching his mouth onto your nipple. napatapon ka ng ulo patalikod at napahawak sa ulo niya't nagsimulang sabunutan siya ng marahan.

binilog ni jisung ang dila niya sa utong mo, kasaby nito ang paggalaw ng balakang mo sa tite niyang nagsisimula ng tumigas. napapahigpit ang hawak mo sa buhok niya sa tuwing kakagatin niya ang utong mo at ililipat ang bibig sa kabilang dede para paglaruan. nagtanim ng halik sa gitna ng dibdib mo si jisung bago ka halikan ng malalim sa labi at harapin ka.

“love—” napatigil siya dahil biglang nauna ang hiya sa gusto niyang itanong, “pwede ba tayong magfilm ngayon?”

naramdaman mong uminit ang mukha mo, halos dalawang linggo na simula nung huling upload ni jisung sa alter twitter niya dahil sa sobrang busy sa acads. “okay,” tango mo, “stressed ka no? kaya gusto mo magfilm?”

“sobra,” matipid na sagot nito, “now remove your clothes, all fours sa kama, i’ll get the camera”

quickly, tumayo ka at dumiretso sa kwarto niyo (kwarto niya). hinubad mo ang suot na oversized shirt at shorts, pagkatapos nito at sinunod mo ang panty at bra mo. naririnig mong papalapit ang presensya ni jisung sa kwarto kaya agad kang pumwesto sa kama—face down, ass up. the position jisung loves the most. pagpasok ni jisung, napangisi siya't napakagat labi habang sine-set up ang kamera sa tripod na nasa dulo ng kama niya.

“hm, good girl” ngisi nito at tumayo sa gilid ng kama. tumaas ang mga balahibo mo sa katawan nang maramdaman mong ipadalos niya ang palad sa balat ng pwet mo at paluin ito. “wet ka na agad, love? wala pa akong ginagawa.”

so, isa sa mga bagay na hindi alam ng marami ay dominante si jisung. akala kasi ng marami, under ang boyfriend mo sayo, pero sa loob ng condo niyo… ikaw ang under (literally). andaming nakikita si jisung bilang inosenteng boyfriend mo na mahal na mahal ka't hindi gagawa ng kahit anong masama sayo. well, wala naman talagang ginagawang masama si jisung sayo at mahal na mahal ka niya, nagcclash nga lang ito sa salitang 'inosente'.

napahinga ka ng malalim nung maramdaman mo ang palad ni jisung sa puke mo, sinimulan niyang galawin ito side to side, tila pinapakiramdaman kung gaano ka kabasa. “sung!” ungol mo nang maramdaman mo ang pag palo ng palad niya sa puke mong naka-expose sa kamera. “m-more…”

“more? naughty mo naman”

sahalip na sampalin muli ni jisung ang puke mo, pinadaan niya ang daliri niya sa hiwa mo’t nagumpisang paglaruan ang tinggil mo. kagat kagat ang babang labi, pinipigilan mong umungol ng malakas. “bakit ka nagpipigil ng ungol, love?” tanong ni jisung, ang daliri niya ay patuloy na naglalaro at ang isang kamay naman ay pinalo ang pisngi ng pwet mo— rason kung bakit ka napa-ungol ng malakas at gumalaw ang balakang mo palayo sa kanya. “bakit ka lumalayo?”

“m-masarap—” mahinang sagot mo, “sung, fingerin mo ako, please?”

“paano kung ayaw ko?”

isa pa sa mga unexpected things kay jisung, he's a mean dom. ayaw na ayaw niyang minamandohan mo siya unless sinabi niya sayo na ikaw ang magbigay ng instructions sa kanya. isa rin sa paborito niyang gawin ay edging o i-deny ang orgasm mo. gusto niya munang marinig kang nag-mamakaawa bago ka niya payagang labasan. mabilis ang daliri ni jisung sa paglalaro ng tinggil mo, isipin mo yun, your boyfriend can make you cum in a span of a few minutes just by circling his fingers on your clit.

ang isang kamay mo ay nakakapit sa comforter ng kama, ang isa naman ay pinipisil ang sariling dede dahil hindi ito binibigyang pansin ng nobyo mo. puro ungol ng pangalan niya ang naririnig sa video, mga ungol na gustong gusto niyang naririnig palagi.

“sungie!!” tawag mo, pinasok niya ang isang daliri. nanginginig na ang katawan mo sa sarap, pati ang mga tuhod mo ay nanghihina na. “sungie, a-ayan na…”

pansamantalang nilabas ni jisung ang daliri niya mula sa butas mo at pinanood kang manginig habang nakatuwad. ilang segundo lang ito at muling binalik ni jisung ang kamay niya sa puke mo, sinasampal-sampal ito nang marahan kasabay ng pagpalo niya sa pwet mo. “s-sung… s-sungie— p-please, fuck!”

nagsimulang gumalaw ang balakang mo, it was like you were playing with yourself using jisung's palm, wanting to reach your high. this boosted jisung's ego, “that's right, love… move on your own, gamitin mo lang kamay ko” sabi nito at pinalo ang pisngi ng pwet mo.

nilayo na ni jisung ang kamay niya mula sa puke mo, napangiti sa posisyon mo sa kama niya at sa basang parte ng comforter niya.

“love, tirahin kita”

—.

﹫nsfwacc6: sungmp4 + rainy weather :( sana all

﹫sungmp4: perfect combination

﹫nsfwacc7: ganda ng kamay mo, sung. choke me lol

﹫sungmp4: gf ko lang po pwede ko i-choke kasi kink niya yun ;)

﹫nsfwacc8: PUSSY SLAPPING *nahilo*

﹫sungmp4: sarap hahaha

﹫nsfwacc9: tangina sarap niyo pareho

﹫sungmp4: thanks po siguro hahaha

﹫nsfwacc10: wala bang full content? :<

﹫sungmp4: soon!

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“love, hindi pa ko tapos sa'yo. upuan mo ko sa mukha,”

“ji?!”

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yuma-mukami-garden-god · 3 months

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Hey Yuma-kun! Hope you are in good health (you too admin, love your blog❤😊)

How would you react to a s/o who is fan of country and bts music and collects posters of K pop idols?

(You don't have to answer if you're uncomfortable, also its my first ask so My question might be weird😅)

HCs for Yuma and an S/O who loves K-pop

SFW)

* He loves watching you dance around to your favourite songs especially in the garden on a hot day (any excuse to see you shake your ass in shorts)

* He doesn't always know which K-pop group or idol sung what but he tries to take an interest and learn

* He tries to get you listen to his songs sometimes explaining that he believes he's just better than all the k-pop idols you fan over

*He may or may not have cut out photos of his head and stuck them on a few of your posters he wants your eyes only on him thats all

*He gets jealous if he thinks you're crushing on a particular idol

*He swore you to secrecy when he got caught singing one of your favorite k-pop songs in the shower

NSFW:

*If you tell him you think an idol is handsome or cute or goodlooking he gets jealous...and you spend the next 24 hours getting railed by him till you forget every other name but his!

*he might have overheard kou talking about how to make oral more pleasurable - humming your favourite songs while he eats you out until you're a mess

Well sow? Still think that idol is better than me? I got more ways ta prove I'm way better if ya need!

(so sorry it took so long Hun it was stuck in my drafts forever because I couldn't think of more than two I'll do a separate one for country music and the question wasn't weird at all I love doing headcannons I just don't really know anything about k pop sorry!)

#anon asks #asks open #diabolik boys #anime and manga #diabolik lovers #yuma mukami #diaboys #dialovers #mukami brothers #diabolik lovers headcanons

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boroughshq · 3 months

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Welcome to the community bulletin board! Here are some events happening around the Boroughs this month:

February 9-11: Mardi Gras Bar Crawl, Boroughs-Wide (Bronx finish)

February 13: Galentine's Special at Songbirds and Sangrias, Staten Island

February 14: Rom-Com Marathon at Technicolor Theater, Queens

February 14: Anti-Valentine's Day Showcase at Haze Gallery, Brooklyn

February 17: Brazilian Carnival Festival at Queens Night Market, Queens

February 29: Leap Day Star Party in Central Park, Manhattan

Continue reading below to find descriptive blurbs of each event. As a reminder, community events are optional events for members to use during their threads throughout the month of February.

February 9-11: Mardi Gras Bar Crawl, Boroughs-Wide (Bronx finish)

It's Mardi Gras weekend! Take a journey through the bars of the Boroughs in a Mardi Gras themed bar crawl! Order the specialty cocktails comprised of New Orleans inspired drinks at each establishment and get a set of beads to boot! Drinkers with the most beads at the crawl's final destination, Cowbells, win a star-studded, celebratory Mardi Gras mask.

February 13: Galantine's Special at Songbirds and Sangrias, Staten Island

It's ladies night at Songbirds and Sangrias! If it's not a female-led song, it's not allowed to be sung! The house sangria for the occasion is half off in honor of Galentine's Day.

February 14: Rom-Com Marathon at Technicolor Theater, Queens // Anti-Valentine's Day Showcase at Haze Gallery, Brooklyn.

Romance lovers are welcome to bring blankets and lawn chairs to enjoy watching an assortment of classic romantic comedies on Technicolor Theater's outdoor movie projector all night starting at 5pm. Meanwhile, the haters can purchase tickets to a special one-night-only Anti-Valentine's Day Showcase of exemplary fine art at the Haze Gallery.

February 17: Brazilian Carnival Festival at Queens Night Market, Queens

Experience a taste of the Caribbean at the Queens Night Market as it transforms into a brilliant display of Brazilian heritage in honor of Carnival. Food, drinks, merch, dance, and more!

February 29: Leap Day Star Party in Central Park, Manhattan

What better way is there to celebrate the year's extra day than with a star party? A local astronomy club, The New York Galaxy Patrol, has come together in a darker section of Central Park to set up their collective telescopes for an observation party, and all members of the public are allowed to join in! Sure, the city isn't the best place for star gazing, and there's nothing rare or exceptional expected to be visible on the 29th, but a clear night is projected on a leap day, and that's enough cause for celebration!

Admin Note: The above events are all optional events that members are free to use as the setting for threads throughout the month of February. Though each event comes with brief descriptions, writers are free to manipulate and take liberties with them however they like for their threads. Additionally, writers are not restricted to only writing threads on the dates of the events listed; you are free to create threads around these events and post them whenever you like during the month of February.

#boroughs.community #boroughs.event

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yuriko-mukami · 5 months

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His Everything

Based on a private RP with @ruki-mukami-dl

Snuggling her from behind, Ruki pressed Yuriko against his chest. He pushed aside the urge in the back of his throat and allowed her feral scent to fill his senses. He could do this.

The Kitsune in his arms was even warmer than usual. Yet, Ruki had made sure to cover her feet with a blanket. No harm would come to this woman who carried his child in her. No harm from anyone, including him.

Ruki slid his hand along Yuriko’s side and finally, on her belly. Such a tiny, barely visible bump. But it was already there, and under it that scrimp-like bean whose heart had sung a love song for him just a couple of hours ago. He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply and traveling back to that moment.

Heartbeat. So fast, dashing. It filled the room. Ruki had been about to say something. Perhaps. Now, he wasn’t quite sure, for suddenly there were no words. No way to describe what was going through his mind. The minuscule creature on the black-white screen was a life created from his love for his wife. So small, yet unbearably meaningful. That life was Ruki’s responsibility alongside the woman who had captured his heart. Without thinking, Ruki placed his hand on her head, caressing her bouncy curls as her silent sobs mingled with the constant beating of the tiny pump. A smile broke out of Ruki.

Suddenly, everything in his life made sense. Ruki simply knew it. He had always been meant to protect these two lives. For that, he had lived so long and walked this painful path. To meet the love of his life, marry her, and arrive at this moment. And everything that would follow. “The size matches with dates. I would say it’s a normal Kitsune pregnancy.” Ruki registered the words but couldn’t completely stop thinking about them. “The baby seems healthy.” Warm fingers grabbed Ruki’s cold ones, entwining with them and squeezing. He had to tear his gaze from the screen to meet the amber-yellow that glimmered with tears. There was something huge in Ruki, something so overwhelming that it was impossible to say a word. But he kept smiling.

“Look how tiny the baby is…” Yuriko shifted in Ruki’s arms. He opened his eyes, focusing on the picture she was showing him. “Somehow… after today… Everything feels more real. That sound… that heartbeat…”

“Yes.” That was all Ruki could muster out. He chuckled. What was happening to him? Never had he felt like this. As if his love for this woman had grown even more, filling out everything around him. “Yuriko…”

“Umh… Ruki?”

Gently, Ruki turned Yuriko on her back. No sudden moves, no hint of roughness. He would make sure of that. “I wish to hear it again…”

“Eh? What?”

“The heartbeat.” Ruki glided his hand under Yuriko’s belly only to push her shirt up until it was piled under her breasts, revealing the nest of their child. “Stay still.”

“But…” Just a mumble from the rosy lips. Ruki smooched them briefly before moving down. Keeping his eyes in the teal, he pressed his ear against the tiny bump.

Thump thump. Thump thump. Thump thump.

So rapid. Ruki sighed and laced his fingers with Yuriko’s. He could stay like this forever, watching her and listening to this sound.

Nothing was more important than protecting what they had now.

Ruki sprites are edited by Ruki's admin who has given me permission to use them.

#ruki mukami dl #ruki mukami #yuriko mukami #rukiko #diabolik oc #diabolik lovers fanfic #rukiko pregnancy #pregnancy tw

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