#I'm so fucking proud of those rocks okay

[mrs-monaghan]

Hey Shaz,

sorry if this is phrased weirdly

Sometimes when anons come here bringing up the possibility of a petty jikook breakup or a breakdown of their relationship over certain things, you say "JK would never allow that to happen".

No idea if you've thought this much about it, but it's a heavy line that might say a lot about how much you believe JK regards having Jimin as his partner. Can you share what moments or traits about JK make you think he wouldn't let Jimin easily walk away?

I could definitely see a Jimin version of this too seeing how much those two adore each other lol

Hello my lovely. It always boils down to satellite Jeon for me. It always will

Did you see that?

RM got in the way and it wasn't even on purpose this time. JK just wasn't quick enough. This moment reminds me of the one I always bring up from this post. Him trying and failing. I feel bad when he fails. Especially when Jimin doesn't notice 😔

Okay so, Jimin loves JK, don't get me wrong. He loves him very, very, very much and is proud to have Jeon Jungkook as a boyfriend. That has been made very clear over the years. So me saying what I'm about to say on this post, does not mean that Jimin loves JK less or doesn't love JK as much as JK loves him. No, that's not it at all and I beg you to not think that that's what I'm saying, at all. Jimin is just as dedicated and committed to the rlship. They both are.

But, it is of my personal opinion that if they broke up it would destroy JK. Jimin would be heartbroken and devastated too but it would hit JK harder.

Now, idk if this spectrum thing is true, but we have seen evidence that points to the fact that Jimin is JK's rock. 1300% When I use the words safe space here, I am not using them lightly. I take satellite Jeon very, very seriously. That my dear is a need not a want.

Now forget about Jimin touching on JK's neck for... sexual reasons

That definitely made JK's dick twitch. For sure. It's the finger placement and how deep he's pressing. It's JK's face. There is nothing innocent about that touch 👆🏽 which explains why it affected JK the way it did. Mans was super confused. Stood up for nothing before sitting back down. But I digress.

If we could all turn to page 13 of our Jikook books we will find this moment here.

An anon brought this up recently but I can't find that ask. Anyhu, the director wanted JK to relax and of course Jimin knew how to get him there. Which, what?

The thing about watching Jikook moments over and over and over is that they start to become just sweet or adorable or cute... they become normal. But, my dear anon there is nothing normal about Jimin knowing exactly where to massage in order to relax JK. There is something about Jimin when it comes to JK's neck because he always finds a reason to touch that neck. There is more than enough compilations of this.

Suffice to say, JK's neck is hella sensitive and his man knows this. As he should. But my main point remains that Jimin knew exactly what to do to relax JK. And that's just a scratch of the surface when we think about just how much Jimin knows about JK.

The post i linked above for the satellite Jeon moment is about what happened with JK when Jimin was busy during FACE era. How it was clearly affecting JK. Maybe even physically. Jimin's absence was affecting him.

Y'all just stop for a second and think about that. Jimin's absence was affecting JK. That's... thats big. That's fucking huge.

Anyone else ever wonder if BTS almost disbanding in 2018 had anything at all to do with Jikook? Like I know they have all talked about how they were overworking and it got to be too much. The fame got to be too much. But was there other factors that couldn't be brought up? Y'all ever wonder about that?

I am reminded of this post by a friend of mine and I'm inclined to agree with her. That maybe, just maybe JK was naive enough to think now that he was essentially an adult they could be more open. But instead they were pushed further into the closest. What's that thing he said that he also started singing about? About how he can finally take off his uniform?

While it sounds like a sexual innuendo, idk. There is something about that whole "FINALLY!"

Look at his face 😂😂😂 its either JK hated school and was glad to have been done with it or it was about Jikook. Or both. As we all know there is alot of questionable things that take place on this day. But either way I agree with my friend up there that JK thought things were going to change after graduation but instead they didn't. Thus why he started being loud in 2018 onwards.

Back to the disbanding, I've always wondered if BTS thought hiding Jikook wasn't sustainable. Its alot of work keeping such a secret. I mean, look at the amount of slip ups. From all of them. And so I often wonder if this affected the Jikook rlship in any way. If over the years their rlship has ever put their group in a difficult position. A position where they thought about halting the breaks on their rlship. And I can see something like this coming from Jimin. Self sacrificing Jimin who puts other people's happiness before his own. And I wonder if this could have affected JK... badly. I'm not saying it happened. It's just something I can see happen. Aint no way the Jikook rlship hasn't caused trouble for all of them at one point or another.

I digressed. But y'all should be used to it by now 😂😂

In 2019 it was rumoured that it was Jimin's idea for them to spend their holidays separately. I already talked about it here how this affected JK. He went along with it, of course. I mean, its what Jimin wanted so of course JK went along with it. But to me it seems like JK would have been just fine being with Jimin over the holidays even though they were always together at work.

I've mentioned before how fascinating it is that they lived together and yet when they got to work JK was fighting to stand next to Jimin or was cheating so they could be on the same team. Like damn. You left the same house and are gonna take the same car to go and sleep in the same bed how do you still want to spend all your time with Jimin at work too????? No wonder Jimin wanted them to have a break from eo that holiday. It's not healthy. U need space.

You see what I mean, anon?

RM and Jin are two members we've seen complain that JK won't come out with them. (Jin in BV4 and RM in a recent live) I'm sure Suga would too but... I don't think they're that close 😂😂 (y'all know how I feel about Yoonkook. Don't start with me) As for V I'm pretty sure they're hanging out is a recent development. And I'm almost positive it's Jimin's doing. Then there's Jhope. Yes, 3J are close. But Jhope is Jimin's bestfriend. So he's gonna be around. But without Jimin, I feel like JK wouldn't bother.

Like, to me, in my opinion, it seems like when it comes to JK, Jimin is enough. He don't need other people. And I can see Jimin pushing him to make other friends, hang out with other people, etc. Wasn't the 97 liners first public appearance in 2019? Which is when Jimin suggested they do their own thing? I know they knew eo way before that. But JK must not have been spending time with them for Jimin to suggest they do their own thing.

See what I mean?

And let's not forget about JK coming live when Jimin leaves the country. When bae is gone, thats when the man remembers we exist 🤭🤭 but hey, I'm not mad at it.

Like I said anon, it all comes down to satellite Jeon. I'm not saying JK can't live without Jimin but I think that's what he believes. That's why he's so protective and territorial coz he can't afford to lose Jimin.

I've brought up how all members have been caught thirsting over other men and women including Jimin but there is no footage out there that exists of JK checking out another person. I mean, he has eyes, he sees other attractive guys but Jimin seems to be the only one that does it for him. Not that I blame him, of course.

Anon I have said alot of words but I hope I have answered your question; Jikook are interdependent....there's no question about it. But, JK more than Jimin....

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I know there are Jikookers who don't like Satellite Jeon. Usually they're the JK biased Jkkrs. And I get it. They think JK needs Jimin too much and wish he was more independent. But I think he is. To some extent. Or at least he's gotten better. And no, I dont think it makes him look weak at all. If anything we should be happy he is attached to the right person. A person who has the kindest soul and would never do anything to hurt him. A person who loves him back and takes great care of him. Maybe you wish JK didn't need Jimin so much. But I believe he's in good hands. Jimin fucking loves that man

Has adored him since the beginning

And he would do anything for him.

Trust.

#jikook theories #jikook theory #ask shaz #bts ask #jikook #kookmin #minkook #jimin and jungkook #satellite jeon #whipped jk #whipped jungkook #jikook is real #if jikook isn't real then neither I'm i #bts #jimin #jungkook #park jimin #jeon jungkook

[bigbadvoxbox]

Would you be okay with doing a Adam x Fem reader? I need more possessive sex from Adam I can't help it

absolutely yes

warnings: nsfw. possessive sex. unprotected sex too, and he cums inside. we hate the drummer too.

- Adam loved his fangirls. He knew he fuckin rocked, but it was still so fuckin hot to hear them tell him that he rocked.

- You were his favourite fangirl in particular, always cheering him on, in your cute little homemade tees with his logo on.

- He hadn't yet had the chance to whisk you away backstage and show you something that he's even more skilled at than guitar. But he figured you'd wait for him, like the adoring little fangirl you are.

- That was, until he saw his band's drummer gettin all close n touchy with you at a meet n greet. Of course it was the fucking drummer, that fuckin dick. He couldn't help but feel a bit pissed. Of all the fans, he had to go and choose you? No! You were Adam's number one fan!

- That was when his brilliant, genius, amazing idea came to mind. He yanked a microphone from whoever the fuck, he didn't care,

"Announcement everyone! I have a fuckin' announcement to make so listen up! I'm gonna choose a toootally random person here today, and you get to spend the day with me! Fuckin' Adam!"

- It was not random at all.

- He immediately chose you.

- Fuck you drummer, whatever the fuck your name is.

- You were absolutely ecstatic. Sure the drummer was cool, but Adam? He was your dream guy. You found him so awesome, and jumped at the chance to spend some time with him.

- 'That's my girl. You fucking know who's best.' he couldn't help but think to himself.

- You spent the day at his place listening to him play guitar, and tell you allll about how awesome band life was, and just how awesome Adam was in general, to which you agreed.

- You briefly mentioned your encounter with the drummer, explaining how he had offered to take you out some time. Adam couldn't allow that, you were his girl!

- He needed to act fast.

- "Y'know Babe, I saw those cute little t-shirts you made for our last gig. I especially loved the ones with my logo on 'em." he started, before his voice quietened, "And I bet... if I were to take a little look under this jacket of yours... I'd see that tshirt, wouldn't I?" he asked, a knowing smirk on his face.

- Your face turned red with embarrassment. How did he know? You unzipped your jacket, showing off the homemade tee you wore, his logo proud and bold in the centre of your chest.

- "I fuckin' knew it." his grin was smug as fuck.

- He started off with a few light touches, grazing your thighs, moving upwards to your waist. "Y'know... you got a pretty nice pair on ya." he'd say, his eyes roaming over your chest for a moment.

- Before long, you had returned his gentle touches, which turned very quickly into a heated makeout session. You just couldn't resist him. (and I can't blame you)

- The kisses escalated into his hands groping at your chest while you clung to his shoulders.

- "You ready to have the best fuckin' night of your life?"

- As he got closer and touchier, he noticed a little bracelet around your wrist. A gift from the drummer in a pathetic attempt to convert you to a whatever-the-fuck-their-name-is-fangirl. He can feel his eye twitch slightly.

- "Let's just get this off." he says as he removes the bracelet. "You don't fuckin' need shit from that asshole. You got me, right?"

- When you both get to the main event, he is so fucking eager to touch you everywhere, get his hands on you and make you his, his girl.

- Hovers over you on the couch, not even knowing where to start. He needs you now.

- Soon enough, whatever pants or skirt you were wearing has been tossed across the room, underwear pulled to one side. But you're keeping that cute t-shirt of yours on. No fucking way is he missing out on fucking you while you wear that.

- He starts with his fingers, since he's gotta treat his pretty little fangirl right, doesn't he? Has you blushing and flustered and he thinks it's the cutest thing ever. He likes that only he will get to see that face.

- But once you're all prepared, his fingers now slick, he cannot wait to be inside you. And god his cock does not disappoint. He leans in, your foreheads almost pressed together. He loves the closeness, making that sweet blush spread across your face as he pushes his cock into you.

- That's when the fun starts, he starts off easy, since no doubt you're a cute little virgin who's been saving yourself for him. But while he starts off gentle and... almost romantic, that image of the drummer gettin too close with you flashes in his mind, and then his hips start to move faster.

- He's now grabbed you by the hips, moving your body in time with his thrusts, to push him even deeper, driving you absolutely wild. Your moans echo off the walls, and he revels in it.

- He can't help himself, and one hand slips under your homemade t-shirt to touch your tits again. What can he say? He loves a good pair of tits.

- The hickeys! My god, the hickeys. He leaves you covered. Everyone will know you are not up for grabs. He'll make sure of that. He's not quite used to feeling so possessive over someone, but you were special.

- It drives you crazy that he slows down, but his thrusts get deeper as he whispers filthy things into your ears. He has you twitching and panting beneath him, which in turn, drives him crazy.

- He then thinks of the perfect way to claim you as his.

- "You want my fucking cum?" he murmurs into your ear as you get closer and closer to cumming. You feel euphoric and dazed, nodding your head dumbly. He can't help but chuckle a little, proud at the state he's reduced you to.

- He makes sure all of it stays inside, keeping you plugged with his cock for a little bit, just letting you both stay in that position even after you've both came. You have another small makeout session as you both come down from it, and he just knows.

- You're always gonna be his girl.

#hazbin hotel #voxbox #hazbin hotel smut #hazbin hotel adam #goddamn

[pigcowboys]

hcs for percy x child of athena!reader that’s like, badass and super good at fighting/using knives/swords/other weaponry/ in a fight but is like super emotionally closed off?

-bitey anon (if that’s not taken)

pairing: percy jackson x artemis!reader

summary: headcanons for percy with a reader who's a child of artemis.

warning(s): slight mentions of blood, cursing, weapons (even if that even counts lol!), established relationship and sickeningly sweet fluff.

a/n: OMG HELLO BITEY ANON!! its not taken yet!! this is such a cool request i hope you enjoy what i did, sorry it took a moment!! and im so so sorry to anyone who's sent in a request!! i swear i'm trying to finish them all :( life is just..lifeing rn.

requests are currently closed!

okay so first of all i HAVE to talk about the beef percy and artemis must have.

like yo who is this guy? and why is he interested in her child? her only child too.

she's like that one person who's secretly praying on your downfall and really doesn't care if you two know it.

she most likely warmed up to the idea of you two dating over time because, to be honest - she likes percy.

would never say it to his face though, he has a big enough head.

BUT ON TO THE DATING!

hmm percy with a more closed off s/o is kind of hard to imagine.

hes so expressive and open i feel like he'd try his hardest to get his s/o to open up.

would NEVER push you to do anything though - he'd never wanna make you feel uncomfortable, after all.

"good morning my beautiful demi-god, how'd you sleep?" "like a rock., those bed are so fucking hard" "i may have a solution to your problem.."

"percy you've been caught like 6 times trying to sneak into my cabin.." "7th times a charm."

bro he probably fell in love with you the first time he saw you fighting.

you two were probably on some random quest and you had gotten ambushed by a couple of monsters.

he wanted to the boyfriend-y thing and help fend off the monsters so he could impress you.

he was doing great for little till you joined in and started helping him fight as well.

literally could NOT keep his eyes off you, you were so cool!!

he was going to make some really cool and suave quip while you were fighting to see a smile or something when he was hit in the face by a particularly angry monster.

attack sent him flying back a bit - totally made him scuff his shoes.

was happy you were able to finish off the monster that hit him but was slightly embarrassed that he got hit.

though, he did enjoy you feeding him some nectar per his own request.

i think he'd be like obsessed with the way you fight.

i mean, how couldn't he? you look so cool when you're doing all that swinging and slicing..he's so proud of you.

may or may not have been victim of a slice to his cheek from getting to close to you while you were training but seriously doesn't count it as you being reckless - he needed to be more careful.

"holy shit — are you okay?" "uhh..probably..? why is there something on my face?" "i think i..nipped you." "nipped me?" "you're..bleeding." "oh."

percy's a great guy but i feel like he'd also worry like 10x more about you because of you being slightly closed off.

checks in with you like every few minutes even if you've already told him you're okay.

you'd be woken up at like 12 pm from his texts alone.

always calling to make sure you're okay while he's away from camp half-blood on a quest or just hanging out somewhere on his college campus.

you do love that he's so caring!

you just..hate getting that stupid notification sound every few hours.

he'd be crushed if you ever told him that though so, you just deal with it.

honestly i don't think he'd care too much if you were closed off - it's all the same to him!

your aversion to speaking up while not stop him from going out of his way to surprise you with different gifts or with random hugs.

may or may not sniff your clothes slightly when he does hug you.

don't tell him you notice it, he'd die.

"what's that?" "a plushie, for you." "..why?" "didn't you say this was your favorite animal?" "oh..perce.. "

though, i feel like the only time you being closed off would be a problem would be when you two have an argument.

he's very open to hearing your side but hates when you don't let him know you have a problem

how else is he supposed to find a way to help?

overall though, you two would get along just great!!!

invites you out with him after you're done training whenever he can just so he can spend time with you.

doesn't even matter where you two are going.

yeah no, he thinks you're so awesome.

#percy jackson #percy jackson fluff #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x you #percy jackson x y/n #x reader #x reader fluff #pjo fluff #artemis!reader

[char-chats]

Insecurities

SFW (gender neutral)

CW: slightly hateful words

Genya:

You've always doubted yourself when it came to most things you felt weak, useless, and like an outcast. You just felt like every time you tried to help you made it worse.

When you told your parents that you were thinking about joining the demon slayer corpse they laughed In your face telling you , you'd die within a couple seconds.

This didn't stop you! Sure at times you've thought about giving up, but proving everyone wrong and seeing the look on there faces to see that you've succeed in your goal kept you going

When you met Genya you almost immediately fell for him. You really also really admired Genya.

He was so strong, polite, kind and tough, so when he confessed to you all nervous and blushy, you where excited, confused, happy , so many emotions all at once. He was yours and you where his.

Genya took care for you, you loved it and hated it. It made you feel weak, at some point in the day you and Genya were walking through the town when Genya stopped to buy something from this mini store.

As you where waiting outside you over heard a group of women and men talking about how Genya looks to good to be with you, to strong, tall to better to be with someone like you, weak

You felt all lump in your throat form and your eyes blur as tears form. That's when Genya stepped out smiling but quickly changed when he saw your sad expression.

"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly you shook your head and looked away "let's talk at home" he nodded his head and grabbed your hand running his callous thumb over your hand. So you two walk home in silence.

The walk home seems so long but when you finally arrived at your shared home and sat down on your bed ...and finally letting it all out

You broke down letting all the years of built of sadness out Genya was shocked and quickly went to comfort you, sitting next to you and wrapping his arms around you.

"What's wrong?! Did someone say something to you? " you shook your head taking a deep breath in and looking down.

"I.. I feel so useless all the fucking time.. Like I'm this little weak thing that can't do anything right... Your so much better than me, your stronger, tougher, just ... Better.. I look fucking pathetic standing next to you"

Genya cupped his hands on your red cheeks and looked at your teary eyes " [Name] I love you so much, you're not useless at all... How could you think that. Being useful doesn't always mean being strong or strength in general. It could mean mentality, you are so sweet and give amazing advice.

You listen to me and the others and really help us get through our issues.I admire you so much... I don't know what we'd do without you." Hearing those words were all you need to hear, that's all you wanted to hear, and you finally got to hear it.

You looked at Genya and hugged him tightly crying even harder soaking his shirt. Genya gently hugged you resting his chin on your head, rocking you back and forth slowly.

When finally the tears stopped Genya lifted his chin off your head, cupping your cheeks and kissing your forehead "come on let's go make some food, I'm hungry" you chuckled and nodded your head taking your hand into his.

Muichiro:

You grew up in a household where you had to be the highest achiever. You've always felt as if you where nothing as if you have achieved nothing in your life.

You had to be the best at everything, not good but the best of the best. You didn't even want to join the demon slayer corpse, in fact you where scared shitless. You just wanted your parents to be proud of you ,so you joined anyway.

And when you came back home from your training, all you got was "so when are you going to become a Hashira?" That's okay you could do better and you would! You could do it! So you pushed your self.

You first met Muichiro because you applied to be his Tsuguko and he accepted. You and him would often talk, well mostly you. Laying down on the grass and staring up at the fluffy clouds. He would listen and put his thoughts here and there, and sometimes would laugh. He enjoyed spending time with you and so did you.

He was so hard working, logical and a genius he became a Hashira within two months at 14, you felt like such an idiot for taking a year to finish your training then another year to become an official Hashira.

So when you gathered up the courage to confess to him you thought he would look at you blankly and walk away. But instead he smiled and the took your hand into his and said "I feel the same way [Name]". It seemed like time had stopped and you felt so many emotions all at once. Mainly happiness

You and Muichiro where sitting in the estates garden, you where talking about how you thought how beautiful the flowers where and all the different types of flowers, while Muichiro nodded and smiled.

That's when you spotted two demon slayers not to faraway looking at you. "Hey [Name] I'm gonna go get a snack I'm a little hungry, would you like anything?" you shook your head no "okay, I won't be to long" he smiled.

You looked down at your hands still feeling the gaze of the two slayers. "Hey, you're [Name] the new Hashira, aren't you ?"You looked up to see the two demon slayers now standing in front of you.

"Oh, um yeah" they both looked at each other and laughed, you furrowed your eye brows "Is something wrong? Er-". "Oh come on, do you really think Muichiro actually likes you?"," Yeah, he only said yes because he feels bad for you, I mean look at him he's better looking and he became a Hashira in two months. Then there's you.. Two years it's fucking pathetic, you'll never be up to his level".

Then they walked away, you where at a lost for words what the fuck just happened.. I mean what the fuck...I mean they were just demon slayers not Hashiras..But..Maybe they where right.. You'll never be good enough, never be up to his standards. It was all to much and you let the tears fall.

"[Name?....] You looked up quickly whipping away your tears, "what happened?" He sat beside you gently taking your hands into his. Oh no you felt tears at the brim of your eyes again "come on talk to me... I'm listening"

You took in a deep breath "I will never be up to your level no matter how hard I try.. You're just so good looking.. And a genius over all I mean, you became a Hashira in two months and it took me two years!

You looked down in shame not wanting to see his reaction to this. What if he thought you were stupid for saying all this. Where you too much for him? Did you say too much? There were such "what if's" going through your mind.

Bu your thoughts where all silenced when he lifted your chin to make you look and him. And took your hands into his and said "Honestly.. I thought you where the one too good for me, I admire your resilience, I don't know how you do it sometimes. Me taking two months while it took you two years doesn't mean anything. Just because you took longer then me doesn't mean your lesser than me. It's okay to take longer then someone else, I can be good at fighting but you can be way better at it, we all have different strengths and weaknesses. "

Yeah. All you needed was words of kindness, caring words. He cared and it showed he loved you he truly did. He thought no less of you in fact he thought more of you. You then leaned in and kissed his left cheek "thank you, Mui" you said with a smile

Muichiro cheeks turned bright pink and looks away "yeah no problem.. " he trailed off. "W-well, I tried to learn some origami want to come and see?..." You shook your head yes happily and he got up and held out his hand, so you took his hand walking to his place.

#genya headcanons #x reader #demon slayer #demon slayer smut #kny reader insert #kny #kny muichiro #muichirou #tokitō muichirō #muichiro x y/n #muichiro x reader #muichiro fluff #kimetsu muichiro #kimetsu no yaiba kanroji #genya my beloved #kimetsu genya #shinaguzawa genya

[thedivinershiddenarchive]

characters ; Creator!Fem!Reader x 3 Childe Tartaglia(s); original childe is called "Ajax", childe 2 is called "Childe", childe 3 is called "Tartaglia"

content ; self-aware characters / SAGAU, explicit sexual content, foreplay, "dear(est)/princess/sweetheart/good girl", fingering, foursome (all 3 holes), Ajax/Childe/Tartaglia act differently, oral (m.receiving), unprotected sex, soft aftercare

summary ; You were found by Ajax's copies while you were injured by the people of Teyvat. They decided to keep you once they realized you weren't the impostor, but the true creator. And here you are, being pleasured by the 3 of his clones.

a/n ; this is my first time that i've written something soft and not something dark in this blog and i'm pretty proud of that..

reminder ; please, MASC-ALIGNED and 17-. Stop interacting with my posts. I'm really uncomfortable knowing you people do that even though I have informed you in multiple posts about it. My literal banner says "17- & MASC-ALIGNED DNI". Also, remember that I'm a Dead Dove: Do Not Eat writer so some works of mine will include dark and extreme content.

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"It's okay, our dear. You're safe with us.. None of those pesky shits will ever come to hurt you anymore." Ajax coos, planting a soft kiss on the crown of your head. You feel a pair of arms wrapping around your waist and being pulled back by a bit.

You felt Tartaglia's lips on your nape, nipping on the skin as he rocked his hips forward. Whileas Childe starts pleasuring you by massaging your breasts. You let out soft whimpers as he starts rolling your nipples through your clothing.

"You feel so wet down there already, do you like being played with, princess?" Tartaglia chuckles against your neck as you feel his hands touch your clothed crotch. You moaned against your hand as he pressed his fingers harder on it.

You were already hot and bothered by being used upon, you slightly pushed Childe's hands away, but he didn't budge. "Hm? But don't you like getting touched? Especially by me? I've seen the amount of those so called 'Fanfics' you've read about. And most of them were about me fucking your brains out. So why resist, sweetheart?"

You felt your cheeks heat up at the embarrassing detail, but your flustered state quickly went away as Ajax's mouth came in contact with yours, holding onto your chin between his fingers as he forcefully pushed his tongue inside of your cavern.

He moans into your lips as he deepens it. You feel his tongue caressing yours. Tartaglia, on the other hand, was too busy sucking on the skin of your neck. Getting as much lovebites on you as possible.

Second they were having fun and taking their time with you, next your clothes were ripped off and thrown at the floor with three men gasping. Cheeks reddened from the rather rough foreplay they were initiating on you.

Childe looked at you through lidded eyes as he started to undress, the other men started to fumble with their belts first. As soon as that article of clothing was removed, they went straight for their jackets and shirts. You couldn't help but mesmerize their bodies... You never thought they'd be this built..

You felt a hand behind and unexpectedly, you were pushed on your stomach on Childe. You could feel Tartaglia's roaming hands around your body, wanting to touch every inch of skin as much as possible.

Ajax, on the other hand, was right in front of you. Moaning like whore as he pumps his cock, getting hard at the sight of you being tangled by his two clones.

"You look so fucking cute like that, princess. And, god.. You're drooling so much.. Is it because of me?" Childe caresses the corners of your lips with his thumb, wiping the saliva off as he leans into the crook of your neck to kiss your collarbone.

Tartaglia growls into your nape as he rolls his pelvis onto your ass. "I can feel you being so wet down there, you can't wait for me to be inside you that bad?" he teases, slapping your naked thigh.

"Please, stop t-teasing." you managed to speak out, which only earned an amused laugh from the three. "What our dearest wants is what our dearest will get. But first, let's prepare you up. We don't want to hurt you~" one of them whispers seductively into your ear, making you quake on how attractive and deep it was.

Both Childe and Tartaglia switched their places, which meant Childe was now behind you and Tartaglia was in front of you. You let out a yelp when you feel Tartaglia's finger being plunged inside of you, pulling it back out only for it to be thrusted inside of you again.

Childe comforts you by snuggling onto your side, giving frequent kisses as he watches Tartaglia prep you. You moaned onto Childe's ear as Tartaglia added a second finger and became rougher and faster, making you see stars with every plunge.

You feel a chuckle rumble from your back and a hand reaching for your breasts. Tartaglia was too busy fingering your hole whileas Childe was busy teasing your tits, even having his mouth cup your nipple which had you whining.

You feel your orgasm coming close, the fireworks inside your stomach threatening to explode if they continue teasing you like this. Tartaglia's fingers initiating a scissoring motion inside of your pussy to stretch you, which drew you nearer and nearer.

Unfortunately, Tartaglia stopped pumping his fingers into you and withdrawed them, causing you to wail. He only smirked and brought his fingers to his lips and licked on your slick.

"How enticing" he purred, looking over your shoulder where Childe was. "Would you like a taste?" he questions, which earned a nod from the man behind you.

He opened his mouth as he softly bit onto Tartaglia's fingers as he sucked on the liquid. Pulling out with a pop, he looked at you as he licked his lips.

"How is it?"

"Exquisite."

They looked at you as you get pushed on top of Childe by Tartaglia, you faced behind you to see Childe chuckling, cupping your cheeks and leaning in for a kiss whileas Tartaglia nipped onto your nape.

You furrowed your eyebrows, how addicted are they to your neck that they want to mark it every now and then?

Your thoughts were interrupted when Childe pushed his tongue inside of your mouth, his tongue rolling yours and massaging it.

You whimpered when the ginger under you (Childe) gripped onto your hips, making you lower down onto his hardened cock. Who moaned out as he feels you tightened around him. Growling, he bites onto your shoulder.

Tartaglia raised his eyebrow at the sounds you made, it entertained him seeing you in such a blissful state. He helped Childe by pushing your hips down onto his (Childe's) length.

You let out a babble as you feel yourself being split into two, Tartaglia's hands deliciously pressing your waist to Childe's. It didn't take long thanks to him helping you bottom you out. The stretch was a burn, it felt painful but it slowly dissolved the longer you could use to his size.

"You're sucking me in so perfectly... Our greedy girl can't take enough?" Childe groans as he feels you tighten around him by his praise.

"It seems so. Let's see how she can handle with two dicks rearranging her guts." Tartaglia huffs as he thrusts his hardened cock in your other hole that made your legs quiver in delight. Hand crawling from your chest to your throat to grip onto it as he steadies himself.

He lets you calm down and get used to him being inside of your hole, when you cue for him to start moving, in which to his delight, he does. It was a bit difficult to match the pace Childe was setting but soon enough he got the hang of it.

Ajax could hear the lewd clapping of skin, he couldn't help but get aroused overtime. Just listening to your moans and pleas for more got him harder than a rock. This though, doesn't get unnoticed by you. Still aware of his presence even though you were getting fucked dumb.

You look up through teary eyes of bliss and pleasure to see Ajax looking at you keenly as you get fucked by two men that look exactly like him. You couldn't help but spot his hand stroking his rather huge hard-on.

You see himself blush deep red when both of you meet each other's eyes. You opened your mouth to speak but could only let out a moan as you feel Childe's cock hit your sweet spot.

"Hm? You got something to say, princess?" Tartaglia asks, upon looking up to see what you were staring, you can feel that his smirk has widened. "Oh,"

You could see tears threatening to fall in the corner of Ajax's eyes as he continues pumping his cock faster. Often letting out whines.

"What about you help him out, dearest. You don't want to leave him unattended, now, do you?" Childe holds your chin between his fingers and pulls you towards Ajax's hardened and already leaking cock.

You opened your mouth and took Ajax inside of you, causing him to moan out loud. Hands quickly finding purchase into your hair as he pulls you in harder.

"Fuck, your mouth is so warm.." Ajax comments as he starts to forcefully bob your head. You started swirling his tongue around his length, often giving his cock a few sucks that make his head spin in pleasure.

You let out a muffled gasp as you feel Childe continuing his thrusts inside of your pussy, Tartaglia noticed and followed along, often holding your head to help get Ajax off.

"Aha.. Taking three at once, huh? Never thought you'd be this desperate.." Childe breathed onto your neck, gripping your hips harder that you're sure that it'll leave the darkest bruises.

You only gave a faint moan in response that made the three men chuckle. The momentum didn't stay slow for too long, Ajax became a bit impatient and began bobbing your head faster, muttering a "Sorry," as he face-fucked you.

"Oh, how impatient.." Tartaglia commented, as if he wasn't as well. "I can't help it, princess.. I- ah.. Fuck.." Ajax groans out as you swirled your tongue on a throbbing vein on his dick. "Just like that, princess. Just like that.."

You feel your pussy pulsate at his remarks, growing wetter. So wet that you can feel Childe's cock touching your cervix. "Shit... So wet and tight.. Archons.." You can feel Childe quickly grow irritated, wanting to reach his orgasm as quick as possible. He couldn't help it, you feel so good and he doesn't want it to stop but catching his peek would feel much better for him.

"Hold on tight, I might fuck you back to your so called homeland called 'Earth'." Childe chuckles into your neck as he pulls out, just enough that his tip was right at your entrance before bottoming out on you. Your eyes threatened to roll back as he proceeded thrusting over and over again.

You couldn't ignore Ajax. That man's face was as crimson as Jueyun Chili. He was out of breath from moaning and trying to keep up with your head bobbing on his cock.

Tartaglia, on the other hand, was too preoccupied to care. Focusing only on how good your hole feels around his dick. Thrusting in the most deepest parts that have your eyes rolling and stomach curling.

You could only take what you were given. "'m so close, sweet girl.." Tartaglia grunted, he feels his orgasm coming close. He pulls out and gives you a harsh snap on the hips that made you blurred out nonsense into Ajax's cock, making you hallow your cheeks in instinct.

"How do you like that?" Tartaglia teased, caressing your hips as he continued plunging into you. He knows you couldn't talk because of Ajax but he could care less.

"T-that's a good girl- yes.." Ajax stuttered, gripping onto your locks harder. Your mouth made him feel so good and out of the world. "I-I'm gonna come.. Can you take it, dearest?" even if you didn't respond, he continued bobbing your head.

Childe was just too in love with how you feel around him, amazed on how he got the creator to himself (themselves) to fuck and be affectionate towards to.

You can feel all the three men's cock throbbing and their thrusts growing sloppy but remained the fast momentum. Desperate to reach their peek.

Childe moves his hand down to your clit as he started to tease it, helping you out with your orgasm. "Don't worry.. I got you, baby.." he murmured, going faster in thrusts and in playing with your clit. Giving the corner of your eye a soft kiss to comfort you.

The feeling in your abdomen grows hotter and hotter, the fire pooling around it threatening to burst. You couldn't take stimulation that was being initiated on your clit but it feels so fucking good.

The room was filled with huffs and groans, sweaty bodies being intertwined with one another as the sound of skin slapping one another can be echoed and heard.

Your mind goes dizzy and body going numb as you suddenly dissolve into pleasure and all you could see were stars. You feel Tartaglia's body shudder as he pours himself into you. His body was going limp because of his orgasm but he managed to stay up.

Childe lets his cum ooz into you, holding onto your body for his comfort and for yours. His hand stroking lovingly onto your scalp when he hears you groan, often shushing you and reassuring you that everything was alright and how you were a good girl for them.

Ajax whimpered when he feels his cock twitch as it realeases his seed right into your mouth. His mind going almost blank and dizzy from how powerful his peak was, he couldn't help but admit that it made him go almost insane from gratification.

The men are looking down on you, seeing you spouting nonsense and being fucked out of your mind. They were pleased with your outcome, seeing you lost in pleasure and become a whimpering mess made them smile in satisfaction.

"Shh... It's alright, dear." Childe reassured you, laying your head onto his chest as he stroked your back in a comforting manner. He was being quite gentle with you right now, looking up with hazy eyes, you smiled up at him with the little energy you have left.

You couldn't help but melt into his embrace, it was warm but the good kind of warm, the soft whispers he was giving you made you made you forget about the other men who were in the bed with you.

His lips intertwining with yours, and for once, it wasn't rushed nor fierce but slow and deep. He gingerly pulled out and gave your nose a quick kiss which had you smiling dumb.

A towel came in contact with your body and you feel yourself being pushed down onto the mattress. You gaze up to see three gingers carefully cleaning you up. They only had their pants on while Childe got off the bed and started wearing his slacks.

You felt like a baby right now and you hated it but it's not like you had a lot of energy. That rough sex had almost drained you out. Ajax gave you a kiss on the forehead while he cleans your pussy and hips with the towel.

Soon enough, you were covered in a maroon shirt and black shorts that Tartaglia had given you to wear. You were thankful that they were kind enough to take care of you like this. Especially when you first step foot into this place the two of his clones went rushing to help and aid your wounds.

"How are you feeling?" Ajax asks, drying his sweat off with the same towel that is now wrapped around his neck. "Better, thank you.." you murmured sheepishly.

"Good to know." another voice joins and you feel arms wrapped around your waist. "I hope we weren't hurting you or anything.." Childe purred, snuggling into you closer.

"Well.. It was painful just for a bit but I'm alright now.." you gave him a timid smile as you deepened the hug. "Are you tired?" Ajax questions, looking a bit worried at your face as he sees your eyes drooping.

You could only let out a hum which he took as a yes, he whispered something to Childe which you weren't be able to hear quite clearly as tiredness started overcoming your mind.

Ajax was now behind you as he leans onto the mattress, making you lay down on top of him. Others followed suite. Childe and Tartaglia were in either sides of you, arms finding themselves onto your form as they held onto you oh so gingerly.

"Good night, our dearest." was all you could hear before you close your eyes, smiling fondly one last time before you feel a kiss being pressed onto your forehead again.

© notsodivininglover 2022. reposting, plagiarizing, translating or claiming my works are strictly forbiddened.  

#notsodivininglover ; king’s pages #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #childe smut #tartaglia smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact smut

[ssacassie]

wrio x fem!reader

kinda angst.. blood swearing idk i suck at this and im so tired

Numerous reports sat idley on your desk, alerting you of all the cases you still needed to work on. Too bad you couldn't see them. Who knew you'd be missing seeing those stupid files alerting you on what commissions needed to be done around Fontaine.

"No, sweetheart please. I'm right here, yeah? Okay, keep looking at me. No no, keep your eyes open." Wriothesley pathetically whimpered out. He can't lose you, not like this. Archons, especially not like this.

You were losing blood. Quick. Panic shot over his eyes as he waited for Sigewinnie to rush over to fix you. In the middle of nowhere too, he thought while scoffing.

A mix of emotions is all he could feel.

Fear. Anger. Loss. Heartbreak. Those were just the ones he was able to name.

"For fucks sake Sigewinnie can you be any slower." He said holding you close, trying to be strong enough for the both of you. This was a contest with time, and time always wins. But in this case Wrio wished with everything inside of him that for once he can write his own destiny.

"Wriothesley..." "Shh, it's okay i'm here. I promise you're going to get better and then everything's going to be okay. I'm not leaving your side."

If only that stupid Abyss Mage didn't come out of nowhere and attack you from behind, none of this would of happened. By now the two of you would of made it back for his afternoon tea talking about nothing and everything all at once.

The damage was bad. You knew that. He knew that. He turned around when he heard you shriek in surprise watching you slump to your knees. Swiftly you were propped against a rock and he was applying pressure to your wounds as best as he could. Blabbering to keep you awake and him sane.

Eventually you started to cough up blood, that was the final straw for him. Finally the tears came, more words he stuttered out of his mouth. "W-wrio, it's okay.." you manage to say through choked words.

A melody he adores to hear, but he knows you shouldn't be talking.

A smirk came on your lips, blood pouring down your chin. Was this fucking funny to you? Seriously? "I'm so proud of you... I would of never.. wished to go out any other way." He starts shaking his head aggressively at the last line, you're not going anywhere. Right?

If this was your last day alive, you were damn proud of everything you've done to fight and help people. You made amazing friends and found the best lover you could. 'If I was to die, it'd be an honor.'

You grab his hand and kiss it with all the strength you could muster, covering it with your love and blood.

You notice a tiny blue blur come closer to your location, "Please dont leave me.." was the last thing you heard before blacking out.

#genshin impact #genshin x you #wrio x reader #wriothesely x reader #wriothesley #genshin imagines #genshin angst #genshin fluff #genshin x reader

[painting-warhammer]

Callidus Assassin in the style of Ann Takamaki/Panther (Persona 5)

My personal best miniature paint job yet! At least, it's a personal best to me. Still plenty of flaws! Commentary under cut.

This is where a lot of what I'd learned really started coming together! A lot of Warhammer and painting channels will talk a lot about edge highlighting and it's pretty important to be sure, but a YouTuber named Ninjon broke it down in a way where I understand how and where to do it. Namely, you're supposed to think about light sources. I did that for Ann's hair and her boots; the undersides have their darker shades, but anything from topside is very bright.

The next big change was learning Ardcoat. With my Sylvanas figure, I completely fucked that one up, but with Ann I definitely put a fun candy gloss on top of the Baal Red contrast and the boots after I edge-highlighted. True, I could have added those highlights in a risky attempt to recreate a lycra effect, but as Ann already sorta sneaks around and is constantly mobile, I thought it would sell the illusion to have the lights move with her rather than make a single stationary reflection pattern.

The pink gloves were almost a disaster; I got a cheap, super viscous acrylic that made this lumpy gel as I painted, but after some trial and error I got it to cooperate.

The basing is still touch and go. I genuinely did try to edge highlight the bullet decals and the rocks, honest; I was actually hyped because I wanted to make it the stylish red, white, and black that Persona 5 is famous for. But in the end it came off as looking unpainted when I added whiter highlights, so I just doused the whole thing in Black Legion contrast.

The base was a happy accident. It's not how I initially wanted it. I put Mordant Earth down, thinking I would flow some red shader through to make a weird lava-ish effect that had the bright red of Persona 5 again, but they just mushed together to make this weird mud. A bummer, but it did teach me how to make mud in the future!

And the base. Yeah you're supposed to put black on the rims, but I had to go for style.

Overall, I just feel proud of this one, whether or not I should. I'm always glad when I get to use a color scheme completely different from canon or at the very least different from the on-the-box demo artwork.

The boots were me flying blind, and admittedly on Ann/Panther herself, they're a slightly darker red rather than an outright purple, but I thought purple was a bit more dynamic and I did it for the belt and various other straps as well.

I'll admit I had no good ideas for the poisoned needles, I just doused them in Barak-Nar Burgundy and moved on. The guns and sword I had an idea for, I was going to go for implying they were a polymorphed Morgana, but it just didn't seem interesting. I definitely just half-assed them, but I think it's fine given I wanted the attention on Ann herself. So even the weapons, something I struggle with to make interesting, turned out okay, I think. I got 'em done and moved on.

A small detail I thought was fun: the goggles. I made them Ann's specific eye color! I think they stand out pretty well on the overall model and they don't clash with anything.

Also, Baharroth Blue is the color I love/use way too much, and if it's not on my figure somehow then is it really complete? I think not. 😜

This isn't my favorite figure, but it's the one I pull out when I want to flex a little. I still got one more where it's from a media franchise to go before I post my main army. It's not going to be as good as Ann, but then again I don't know if I'd call it finished per se. Until then!

#Ann Takamaki #Persona 5 Royal #Persona 5 #Callidus Assassin #Agents of the Imperium #Painting Warhammer #Games Workshop #Warhammer #Warhammer 40K #WarhammerCommunity #Warhammer 40000 #WH40K #WH 40K #Warhammer Painting #Miniature Painting #Painting Miniatures #Mini Painting

[greengoblinswifey]

okay okay. hear me out ! can you do t/n having a wet dream and eddie helping her out ?

and low key one for billy too ?

i don't think i'll ever write for billy for....reasons, but eddie will do :) im really proud of this fanfic. wrote it in 25 mins :)

Eddie Munson x Black!Reader

Warnings: Creampie, Unprotected Sex, Oral(f), Praise kink, Spit kink, Fluff.

Eddie's eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the darkness of your room. He wasn't sure what woke him and he began drifting off to sleep until he heard it.

He clicked on the bedside lamp and looked over at you. Your eyebrows were furrowed and you were squeezing your thighs together. What really caught him off guard were the moans and low whimpers that left your lips.

You were having a wet dream.

Another moan left your lips and you muttered a soft "Eddie." If he wasn't so alert, he would've missed it.

Surely you weren't having a wet dream about your best friend.

"Eddie, mm, so good," you moaned softly. Your moans were sweeter than honey. Music to his ears. Probably better than the Kate Bush cassette that was playing in the living room.

He didn't know what to do other than listen while his erection grew.

"Fuck," he breathed, palming his cock in his boxers.

He probably said it a bit too loud because your eyes shot open in a panic.

"Oh God, please, please don't tell me I was-"

"Yeah, you were," Eddie said, clearing his throat.

You had mutual feelings with the other being oblivious to it but now, those feelings were coming to the forefront, especially with the rising sexual tension.

Your eyes averted down to his very prominent erection and he looked big.

Both your hearts raced as you sat up and rested your back against the headboard.

"You were uh- you were dreaming about me. What was it about?" Eddie asked, trying to hide the smirk that was trying to make it's way onto his face.

"Ed, go back to bed, I'm really tired," you mumbled.

He then abruptly pulled you by your waist onto his lap. Right onto his rock hard bulge.

"C'mon sweetheart, tell me," he pleaded, "we're best friends, we tell each other everything."

His eyes went to your lips then back to your eyes as he waited for an answer.

"I had a dream that you were- that you were eating me out and then we fucked."

"See, that wasn't so hard was it?" he chuckled. You could feel his erection getting even harder and pressing up against your core.

"We can't go to bed all hot and bothered now can we? What do you say I help you out?" he asked, tucking one of your braids behind your ear.

You nodded and he lifted you up and laid you flat on your back.

"You're absolutely gorgeous Y/N," he beamed.

He slowly took off your underwear and threw it aside.

"I'll make your dreams a reality."

You gasped as your soaking wet pussy became exposed to the cool air. “So beautiful,” he praised and kissed your inner thighs. 

You shivered in anticipation as he kept biting and nipping your thighs and slowly nearing where you needed him the most.

“Now tell me what you want sweetheart,” he said.

“I want you to eat me out until I cum, please Eddie,” you whined.

“That’s my good girl.” The way he called you his good girl made your heart flutter and your pussy throb.

As soon as his tongue made contact with your pulsing clit, you saw stars. Sure you’d been eaten out before but none of those times compared to this. You weren’t being eaten out. You were being devoured. Devoured like he was a starving man.

Your legs were already shaking and closing around his head but he squeezed them lightly and pried them open. He licked from your wet, leaking hole up to your clit before taking it gently between his teeth causing you to yelp. His mouth was practically dripping with your arousal and he took a moment to wipe it with his fingers then suck them clean.

“You taste better than anything I’ve ever put in my mouth,” he said, “so fucking sweet.”

With his thumb rubbing rough circles on your clit, he circled your entrance with his tongue before slipping it inside and slurping you. To say you were enjoying it was an understatement.

His cock twitched in his boxers as he felt your pussy clench and spasm around his tongue.

“Cum for me princess, cum on my tongue.”

You grabbed onto his dark hair and he held under your thighs, licking all your juices that squirted into his mouth.

He stood up and hovered over you, his hands on either side of your head. He tapped your jaw and you opened your mouth eagerly, ready to take whatever kinky shit he would give you. He spat into your mouth and you swallowed happily before wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him.

“I wanna take my time with you beautiful but God, I need to be inside you.”

“It’s ok. I want you too Ed, please just fuck me.”

He removed his boxers and his hard cock sprang free. He was quite impressive in your eyes. If you weren’t so desperate to have him inside you, you would’ve wanted his cock in your mouth.

“Ready?” he asked, looking into Y/E/C eyes. You nodded and gave him a small smile.

You both gasped as he penetrated your slick walls. 

“E-eddie,” you moaned.

“I’ve got you sweetheart, gimme your hand.” He took your hand in his as he slowly moved inside you.

“You’re doing so well Y/N baby,” he cooed. He allowed you to adjust to his size before going all the way in and bottoming out.

When you finally started adjusting, he picked up a steady pace. “You take me so well sweetheart, you’re so pretty.”

He had to hold himself back from flipping you onto your stomach and fucking you into the mattress. Tonight was about you.

He rubbed the tip on your clit before slipping back into your pussy and fucking you again.

“Let go, cum for me love,” Eddie whispered.

Your lips locked in a kiss and his pace faltered as sweet release overtook you and soaked his cock. 

“You’re such a good girl. You’re so good to me my love,” he said, kissing your hand.

“Cum inside you Eddie.”

Eddie’s cock twitched in excitement and with a few more thrusts, his seed spurted inside you and painted your walls white. 

It took a while to catch your breath and after you did, you looked over to see Eddie admiring you.

“What is it?’ you smiled. 

“Nothing, it’s just that you’re so beautiful. I’m so lucky.”

#eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fanart #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x chrissy cunningham #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson hands #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fics #eddie munson fic #eddie munson reader insert #eddie munson request #eddie munson rings #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things x reader #stranger things smut #stranger things 4 #stranger things season four #stranger things #eddie munson stranger things

[iwanthermidnightz]

As usual, I’m gonna share the parts of this article that resonate with me (pretty much all of it). Several points were made. And the unapologetic queer visibility makes me so proud. Please give it a read 🥲

LD: I also do want to say, even though there is a bunch of awesome overlap with the trans community and the drag community, transness and drag are separate things — but that's the reason why we did it [in Tennessee], is because those things are being conflated here.

It's crazy that we were on tour for all of Pride Month and being pretty f*cking gay, and talking about gay rights on stage. You’d think that the circles that we run in would be like, yeah, cool, but I feel like there is still… Prejudice towards gay people comes from all sides, including gay people.

I have, you know, rolled my eyes at certain aspects of Pride, just the corporate aspect of things. We were hanging out with a friend who was like, yeah, the gas station has a pride flag, but I'm still getting looked at funny in the streets; what is Pride actually doing?

JB: Shell Oil Company is like, happy pride! Like, okay.

LD: It's weird, the more comfortable I am, the more opposition I feel from other people who are discontent with how I qualify as a gay person. I'm like, Do you need a sex tape?

PB: As someone who doesn't qualify as gay, I can't participate in this conversation. I haven't sent in enough chips to corporate. [laughs]

I speak for all of us [when I say] I feel like our communities are so supportive, like f*cking rainbows and buttercups all the time. We're really good at making friends and we have so much support around each of us, and so much privilege, and each live in an accepting place and choose accepting people to be around. But when I or Lucy get hate for not turning in our like, gay paperwork, all I'm thinking is about the way that I would have felt at f*cking age 11 being like, Oh, I'm not allowed to do that. This famous person is being humiliated for expressing themselves, and so I should not, I especially should not express myself.

JB: I don't get as much hate because people are like, there goes a lesbian. You know what I mean? [All laugh.]

LD: It’s really binary.

JB: I've spent a lot of my life being a masc dressing queer person, or just not engaging with gender play at all. It’s like, queer people saying that you have to acquiesce to one of three queer archetypes, or one of a handful of queer archetypes in order to be represented.

LD: That's why our shows are so special to me is that they are very gay. People are throwing flags at us, young people are making out in front of us, it is a space that is precious to me and would have changed my life if I could have been a part of it when I was younger. I'm extremely proud, and I just implicitly love everybody at our shows at a base level. I think we all do. The reason we're doing it is because we care abstractly about all these strangers and want for them what we could have had. Also we're coming from a position where we're talking to a bunch of young people, we do get to put messages worth hearing out there, I think that's not lost on us.

PB: I am mostly proud of the way that I watch the discourse [play out], and I'm proud of the conclusions that these children are coming to. Everybody is sticking up for us and each other and there's just a couple weirdos that are very loud. I think our community is being protected by the people in it. And it is such a safe space show, and I'm so fucking proud. Even the amount of femme people in the audience, screaming at the top of their lungs and having to take up a high octave... It’s a different rock show than I've ever experienced. It’s amazing to me.

JB: The microphone I have with y'all, the reach is wider, it just factually is, and I think a lot about responsibility to hear [others’ opinions…] To be the subject of discourse at all is to live a question into the world, so I will allow myself to do that. I will allow a little bit of my identity — which as a queer person, I've been at once defensive of and fiercely protective of and encouraged to erase completely — I'm like, okay, so I have to exist with this identity subsumed into the culture, into the topic of someone's conjecture. Because it's going to be one case study. That's the whole idea of visibility, visibility doesn't have to be perfect representation.

I was thinking about this too, something that bugged me was that meme that was the talent and popularity graph and it was popularity way above talent, and they were like, “This is boygenius.” You're missing the damn point. [If only the most talented people got to speak,] Steve Vai would be speaking for all f*cking musicians because he's best at guitar. That's not what I want.

PB: But again, that is just Twitter. I think we are as beloved as is possible for any public, femme presenting, or queer, in public. I think we just get an amount of hate because we're stepping on guitar guys. It is fucking dumb, and it is just what is happening. Every time I look at a Pitchfork post of us, it's the most incel f*cking shit ever in the comments section.

JB: I was telling Lucy, I feel like if someone made that meme about me, Julien Baker, on a solo headlining tour, I would be up at four in the morning in the back lounge of the bus running scales. With y'all, I'm like, You're missing the point you dumbass. It's like Kathleen Hanna being like, the Sex Pistols are bad at their instruments. Why can I not just have a band that's fun and cool and angry?

LD: I wanna say, we're a little fed up, obviously, with some things, but I agree with you, Phoebe, the biggest sentence I have to say is we're having so much fun. That is the message that I think people are mostly getting, and the one that I want them to get, is that we are happy and having fun, and that is not frivolous at all. Fun is essential.

PB: Everybody knows every word to the entire set. We sell thousands of tickets. It is going as good as humanly possible. It is insane.

LD: And it's because we feel safe and supportive that we can mostly safely and supportively do drag in Tennessee. It's because we have such a solid foundation of joy we can be in defense of other people's joy, in ways that feel really valuable to me personally, and I hope valuable to other people.

JB: The whole reason why I feel comfortable engaging with this at all and it's not an existential crisis for me is because, what you're saying, Lucy: I have a foundation of joy that makes me convicted that this is important, not frivolous, highly worthy, highly valuable. So when I see us as the subject of discourse I'm interacting with it in a different way that I don't think I'd be able to [alone]. I wonder if kids watching that in third person happen will also be resilient to the same kind of things.

PB: You’re allowed to be bad at guitar, anybody reading this.

LD: I’m bad at guitar.

PB: Other shit, you do have to work so hard. And you have to love it. If you love playing guitar and you're bad at guitar, that rocks.

TV: What other moments would you highlight? I feel like there’s been a lot of good ones, like the t-shirt selling out.

PB: Love, love to just have the power to snap my fingers and mobilize people to give their money away to a cause. That is the best part of my job.

JB: It’s participation. It’s visibility. It's you, outward signaling something you believe in as a principle. It's also literally redistributing funds to us to organizers, nonprofits and legislators that are trying to make the world a better place. And we get to be in charge of that, and also give somebody a gift that's like, you're a country queer! We see you.

TV: Did you expect the fans to be so young this tour? I’ve been really impressed!

LD: It's interesting, I think Julien was saying this, being something through which some kids are learning some stuff. I usually am really upset when I'm misunderstood, but I think that part of that happening now is people on their way to understanding something that I think is important and outside of me, that we are just a case study for, and that is just a really sweet and special position to be in.

JB: This really gets to me, I'll see a group of friends all hugging during our set, a collection of songs about grieving and leaning on your friends. I'll be like, What did y'all go through? Something f*cking horrible.

I think about this with the credibility or the legitimacy of music, like with the whole Pitchfork incel guy, it goes back to that. I'm like, dude, I love that a bunch of kids are at our show. I've said it once, I'll say it again: I took a class in young adult literature. And I was like, wow, this is maybe the most important kind of literature. Paradise Lost is for people who think that their brain is big, young adult literature is for f*cking people who don't know what literature is yet — they need a window, they need a door. They need a pass. Phoebe you were saying, like, music that not-adult cis white guys like.

LD: Those guys are showing up too, and good for them. And if they're the ones that are mad about this, maybe they're on their path of understanding something better, too.

JB: I cry at all the kids, man.

PB: Me too.

JB: My mom texted me and was like, I would have died if there was something like y'all when I was a kid — and I don't even think she gets some stuff we're saying.

PB: It's funny to [realize] I would have bleached my hair and wanted to be me.

JB: Dude, it's so f*cking sick. I think about me at 16 — I was trying to be a hardcore guy, I wanted to get tattoos, I wanted to play guitar in a band. And then I just turned out… me. I used to try to make my hair look like k.d. Lang; I wonder if we're a thing people realize they can look like.

LD: Also, I think being affectionate on stage has been really fun and sweet, and it exhibits behavior that I think is healthy and good. That's another element of it that I think is good to show kids, the way that I think drag is actively good for kids to interact with, because it's this fun way to interact with gender and to explain things like that early to children is really awesome. Just being able to gaily and affectionately kiss your bros, that's a principle that I value, that I wish was more valued for kids. Not saying like, kids gotta go all make out!

I'm proud of the space we're taking up. I think we're using it in ways I'll be able to stand behind when I get older.

PB: There's also such a deep, both fetishizing and desexualizing of lesbians, in a way that I think is ridiculous. Obviously MUNA is standing staunchly against that as well, by being a f*cking boyband. It's just fun to be like, it's not that serious — and it also is deeply meaningful.

#boygenius #why pride and queer visibility is important

[theonlymanintheskyisme]

cozy corner kinktober

prompts:

praise, 10. orgasm denial, 11. double penetration, 16. begging.

featuring the delightful little sweet boy that is translander.

you need this. don't you. look at you. so desperate. so eager. so hungry.

A whimper. He did. Desperately. His cunt filled, dripping, and a plug deep in his arse, clenching hungrily.

He was so soaked that there was a small puddle forming on the floor underneath, a mixture of the lubrication he'd used to ease the dildo into his cunt and his own juices.

Everything ached. It was hot. It felt like if there was so much as a gentle breeze on his clit, he'd come. 

He hated it. Hated it, but he fucking adored it. Adored how he looked in that mirror. So hard, clit at full length, standing proud

If he'd been born with a cock, it would've been huge.

‘I need to, please, I can't, I just…’

oh, no. no, you're doing so well for me, my pretty boy. on your knees there, just for me. I love you. I do. nobody could ever love you like I love you. nobody else deserves to see you like this.

He shook his head, hand wandering down again.

did I say you could touch?

A whine. 

though, you have been good… how many edges are we up to?

‘Ten.’

ten. you've made it to ten, my pretty boy. okay. maybe you do deserve it. give yourself a stroke.

Didn't need telling twice. Hand moved. Resting on his growth, taking it in hand, and stroking himself. A moan. Hungry. Shivering. 

‘Please. Please, please please… I need to come, fuck, I need…’

you're so fucking hot like this. and you belong to me, you know. you always have. it's always just the two of us. nobody else could treat you like this. with the respect you deserve. 

A nod, rocking in the dildo, pushing it against himself, whimpering, whining. The head of his clit exposed to the air.

remember when we first started this, and you couldn't even look at yourself?

A nod.

you've come so far. I'm so proud of you. look at yourself.

It was true. The first time that voice in his head had guided him through a session like this, he could barely face himself. Now? Now he couldn't get enough of how he looked. Like a God. Something neither male nor female, something in between. Something heavenly. Beyond all human comprehension.

He could look at himself now. Hard, exposed, and full. So gloriously full, each toy inside he could feel. Stuffed. He was stuffed

One day that voice in his head would make him push something into his mouth too, and he couldn't wait.

‘I look incredible.’

you do. you fucking do.

Another push forward, wanting it.

‘Please. Let me come. I'm so fucking… I need it. Need it.’

okay. okay, I think you deserve it. stroke. come. come as much as you need, my good boy. you're the fucking best. there's nobody I'd rather share my life with. the strongest. the best Superhero that ever lived. it's you. nobody can beat you.

Hand pumped furiously to those words echoing in his head. And how he watched himself. Within moments, he was coming, bending, the stimulation too much, writhing, twisting on his knees, everything contracting. And he didn't stop. The second orgasm hit, and he blasted through the mirror with the heat from his eyes, groaning. 

Breathing hard as it washed over him. Lying back only when it started to subside. Looking at the mirror on his ceiling, a sheepish grin on his face.

wow. I guess you really did need it. so honest. so fucking good for me. 

A pause, still feeling his cunt contract around the fake cock still pushed inside. It felt so fucking good.

gonna have to get that fixed though.

‘I will. I will.’

#cozy corner kinktober #homelander smut #homelander

[ghostly-piano]

Andrew Lloyd Weber Is the Greatest Musical Theater Overturist of All Time.

Okay, so, yeah.

Overtures. We all know them, we all acknowledge their existence (sometimes). And...that's about it. When it comes to Broadway musicals, the overture is becoming an outdated technique. There has been a rise in shows that instead of on an overture, just jump into the show's opening number, And for those shows that keep this format, how often is this overture added to the cast album? Yeah. Think about that.

When I say overture, what comes to mind? I'll tell you right now, actually. The Phantom of the Fucking Opera. I'll be the first to say that I believe Phantom in it's book and lyrics is weaker than most people believe it is, but there's something about that overture. The way it has cemented itself into musical theater history with the dark, electronic chords and harpsichord panic above is completely incredible and the in the case of almost any other composer, completely weird and forgettable.

I have to preface this by saying my appreciation for this overture was completely neutral until this past April. I was aware of its existence and that was about it. Then I watched it live. I had the incredible opportunity to see Phantom in Her Majesty's Theater in London mere weeks before it became His Majesty's Theater, which is completely off-topic but I'm proud of it. Before seeing the show, I had never listened to more than the titular song and like Music of the Night like once.

Guys. Present me cannot listen to the Phantom overture without getting full body chills. For those who have not seen the show, right as the show opens (pre-overture, which is an interesting choice), there is an auction being held for things from the old opera house. Everything is covered with tarps that read the names of each object. The largest, in the center, reads 'CHANDELIER'. After a short scene I'm not going to get into, the tarp is ripped from the chandelier, which begins to spark and flicker. Suddenly, the overture begins and the chandelier is thrust into the air, lighting to its full glory. Jesus Christ.

Chills chills chills chills forever and ever. Now, is the overture greater because of its staging? Oh, yes, 100%. And is it maybe the best overture ever? Yeah, maybe, but we must realize that there are other factors that make it feel this way- among these are its incredible staging as well as its icon status.

You know what overture doesn't have icon status that fully deserves it? Scroll up 2 paragraphs, right there at the end. Yeah. Jesus Christ Superstar.

I am in full belief that anyone who says they hate Jesus Christ Superstar is one of two people: A. The Person Who Has Never Listened To Jesus Christ Superstar, and B., Mean Girls Obsessionists (not to rag on Mean Girls like that, but hear me out for a moment). I am using Mean Girls as a blanket for contemporary musical theatre, with it's pop influences, clean, almost emotionless instrumentations, and sterilized pop belts. Especially that last bit.

I Hate Sterilized Musical Theater Belting.

Jesus Christ Superstar opens with a single distorted guitar riff. It's heavy, odd, and dark. Everything about this overture is rushed, imperfect, but so filled with emotion. You can feel the panic coming from the whole pit around the 1:30 mark, before it fizzles into the Heaven on Their Minds riff, which is just so fucking cool. I always encourage fans of 70s rock and roll to give the original concept album (The Only Real Jesus Christ Superstar Recording) a listen. I have also seen Superstar, though in just a small regional production (which was fantastic, stop immediately judging regional productions just because they're regional productions). It bursts into the motif of Superstar, the blazing gates of heaven melody that just completely blows you away upon first listen.

So here's your homework, if you made it to the end of this- Listen to Jesus Christ Superstar. Please.

That's all! Feel free to repost or comment or whatever and argue with me please!!!

TLDR: The best overtures of all time are from Phantom of the Opera and Jesus Christ Superstar and also you should love Jesus Christ Superstar as much as I do.

#phantom of the opera #erik the phantom #christine daae #alw #andrew lloyd webber #overture #theatre #musicals #musical theatre #broadway #west end musicals #west end #jesus christ #jesus chris superstar #musical theater #theater kid #rant #essay

[inafieldofdaisies]

Coming at you all with a little snippet featuring Calahan and @poisonedtruth's Valerie Watson, my favorite deadly gremlin. ❤️ The idea started as a joke under this post.

Calahan followed Valerie down the path leading to the Doverspike Compound, whistling to himself as he holstered his gun to pull out a cigarette and lit it. "Next time, you're going in first, nah, hell, on your own. Sick of almost getting myself killed for basically nothing. Prepper stash? More like Prepper's trash. And no Peggies in sight to at least punch to make myself feel better.", he muttered in between drags. His companion just shook her head at first, then finally replied, "We can always send in Leslie to scope out the places." A snort left him, "Ah, yes, and have Sabrina go after me for getting him hurt. Yeah, Casey wouldn't need me to chase bulls for his fest then." That finally won a laugh out of Valerie, "Your choice, Rookie." They reached the bent that connected the property to the main road, an information board catching Hartley's eye and making him stop in his tracks in front of it. "At least they used my deputy picture. Proud of that one.", he frowned at the wanted poster John's men had hung up. His cigarette dangled between his lips as he searched his pockets for a pen and the second he found it, he added a little correction on his own. "If you see him, buy him a drink. John's orders.", Valerie read what he had scribbled out loud, "You know you're gonna go sober then? Nobody that would step a foot in the Spread Eagle is reading those." Calahan shrugged, "Worth the try. Ain't one to say no to free drinks, dollface." A frown came over her features, not at the nickname but at the realization above his poster was another one, bearing a familiar face. Hers. "Wait…what the fuck is that? Is that my face?", she asked in disbelief, causing Hartley to release a chuckle. "I mean, do ya have a twin I don't know about?"

Just then static sounded from the radio strapped onto his belt, "Going for a prepper stash at Doverspike. Over." A gruff male voice responded, "Be on the look out for Sinners. Over." "Hear that?", he said with a wicked smile, "We're about to have company." Yet Valerie wasn't really paying attention, still frowning and mumbling to herself "How did they even get my picture and name in the first place?" Calahan wasted no time as he headed for the nearest bush that was lush enough to conceal his tall frame and crouched down. "Johnny's got a cruuuuuush.", he sing-songed, his words making Valerie turn around and scan the area for him. "You repeat that again, Hartley, I dare you. The fuck did you go?", she called out and her eyes eventually settled on his hiding spot when he raised a hand in a wave, "Why are you in the damned bush, Rookie?" "Dropped my contact and searchin' for it. What do ya think? I'm blending in. So... shhh. A Peggie is bound to arrive soon. Did ya not hear the chatter?"

Valerie rolled her eyes as she neared him, "You're a child." "Well, I'm about to play deadly hide and seek with some cultist, you in or not, dollface?" "I'm not crouching down in your bush." Calahan bit back a laugh and a crude remark as he sat down and got as comfortable as he could, "Suit yourself. Am I visible, by the way?" "You're doing okay, you might need more leaves though. Put some dirt on your face while you're at it, trust me." He narrowed his eyes and watched her take a spot next to him, "Ghillie suit it is next time. At least then I can lay down, maybe catch some sleep." "And I'd be on the lookout while you're "resting", I assume?", she asked in a hushed voice. "Obviously. And dirt?", he reached out a hand to poke her side but she swatted it away, "Go on, try to convince me you ain't trying to play me and see if I would spread it over my face for kicks. I'd still rock it, you know." "I might need to see that to believe it, Rookie." "Nuh-uh. I'm taking Mary-May out later. So not happening.", he retorted, unable to stop a proud smirk from forming. The moment was shortlived when he felt her fingers touch his cheek and spread something over it. Dirt. He hoped. "There. Better. Guess you were right. You do pull it off. Might want to add it to your beauty routine." "You did not just-", he twirled in her direction, ready to return the favor. "Silence. You wanted some Peggies?", Valerie shushed him as an Eden's Gate truck rolled past them towards the house, "Time to dwindle John's men in numbers a little more, Rambo."

#had a blast with this one #i had the scene on my mind since yesterday and finally put it into words :D #a little header to go with it bcs I'm extra like that <3 #oc: calahan hartley #friends ocs #oc: valerie watson #unleash the chaos #snippets #snippet #character dialogue #oc character #fc5 deputy #fc5 ocs #far cry 5 oc #far cry 5 deputy #original characters #character dynamics #myedits #character art #wip: in hope of tomorrow #fc5 #edits #dialogue snippet

[helpimhyperfixating]

(1K follower event, congrats btw, we're proud of you!!!) May I get a DILF Joot nsfw- I'm down bad-

Thank you so much!! 🥺

And I think we’re all down bad for him, honestly

Follower event - requests closed

Word Count: 1700 (exactly 😏)

Walking through the house, laundry basket on your hip, you were humming softly to yourself, ready to finish your chore and settle down when you walked through the hall and past the bathroom door, stopping dead in your tracks.

The door was slightly open, the little sliver letting out steam, yet the thing that stopped you were the noises.

Jotaro had gone to take a bath, he told you as much, yet the groans that reverberated from that room made it seem as if he was in labour.

“Jotaro? Honey?” Softly knocking on the door, you opened it gently, getting a good view of your husband as he lay in the tub.

Grey streaks marred the side of his hair, slight crow’s feet by his eyes, worsened by the way he held them clenched shut. He looked exhausted, even in the steamy tub.

“Are you okay?” You spoke with a slight chuckle in your voice, setting the basket down outside the room before entering, shutting the door to keep the heat inside.

“I feel worse than I did 26 years ago.” He groaned, his head making a soft thud on the rim of the tub as he let it fall.

“26 years ago? That’s an exact number.”

“Don’t worry about it.” He muttered, his hand lifting for a second to enforce his words before he went slack again.

“Is the big bad Kujo getting old? Can’t even handle a day out in the field anymore?” You grinned softly, taking a seat on the rim of the tub, right by his head as you put your hands on his shoulders.

Jotaro slowly opened one eye, looking at your movements. “Who’s supposed to be the heartless one here?” He sighed as he let his eyelid droop, yet his whole demeanour changed when you squeezed at his shoulders. “Oh, fuck-!”

The water in the tub sloshed as he jolted, yet almost instantly after, he relaxed into you, an even louder groan leaving him as you squeezed his stiff shoulders.

“You need to stop hunching, it’s bad for you.” You chastised and Jotaro answered with a moaned grumble, the feeling of you working out the knots making him feel euphoric.

Gently massaging him, he was breathing out sighs of pleasure, a husky grunt or groan leaving him if you hit an exact spot, and you giggled a little, your face heating up a bit at it.

“Don’t make those noises, you sound lewd.”

“You’ll know when I sound lewd.” Grumbling that out, Jotaro just leaned back into your touch, his brows now furrowed.

Smiling at how pouty he was, you leaned down and kissed his forehead, instantly absolving the creases as he loosened his face.

“You’re right, I do.” Aaand the crease was back. Laughing at him, Jotaro opened his eyes to glare up at you.

“If you don’t stop real soon, I won’t be the one moaning.”

“Awh, is that a threat, Mr. Kujo?”

“Yes it is.”

“Unfortunately for you, I have the high ground here.” You smirked and Jotaro tilted his head, even as he looked up at you upside down.

“We’ll see about that.”

- - - -

Water sloshed as you bucked your hips together.

Bouncing slowly on his lap, Jotaro was tightly holding your waist as the both of you grunted in sync.

Clinging to his shoulders, you were biting your lip as your husband pumped into you, his thick cock splitting you open, the head nudging your cervix with every rock into you.

“Who’s moaning now?”

Jotaro’s panting taunt made you grip him tighter, your chin on top of his head while he kissed and sucked at your chest.

He was fucking you slow - mindful of the water in the tub - but he was hitting deep, making you unable to keep quiet.

Squeezing your waist one more time, Jotaro’s right hand left it, instead reaching for the edge of the tub which he gripped tight, his left arm curling around your waist fully to hold you against him snugly. Now with a good hold, he started bucking up into you in earnest, instead of bouncing you.

Moaning, you dug your nails into his back and shoulders, your damp body sliding against his as his thrusts turned shallow but quick, only ever pulling out a bit before pushing his hips flush with yours again.

“Ah, f-fuck, Y/N..” Panting, Jotaro let a moan slip out, his knuckled white where he gripped the edge.

Gripping his face, you angled it up towards you before pushing an open mouthed kiss into his mouth, one which Jotaro gladly reciprocated, his tongue diving deep into your mouth, your noises now muffled by each other.

Breathing quick through his nose, Jotaro bucked into you, only for his breath to hitch when one of your hands travelled down and pinched his nipple. Moaning loudly into your mouth, he nearly spilled right then and there, instead roughly yanking you down so your ass met his hips, keeping you still while he still speared you open.

Breaking the kiss, he was panting hard, a groan leaving him as you now pushed into his nipple with your thumb.

“Looks like it’s you who’s moaning.” Smirking, you kissed him again, your free hand travelling down to his other nipple while you started slowly grinding down into his lap, gyrating your hips.

Right before you could start to stimulate his other nub though, your wrist was grabbed, your right hand quickly yanked away from his chest as well.

“You’re a minx.” Jotaro growled as he pushed your hands behind your back, a pretty red blush on his face from both pleasure as well as the heat.

Biting your lip, you started sliding yourself up and down his shaft now that you didn’t have use of your hands anymore, hearing the man softly curse under his breath as he threw his head back.

Your hands fully pushed behind your back, Jotaro’s left hand held both your wrists down with ease, his one arm flexing and pulling you in, keeping you from moving on him and you whined, wanting friction.

“Don’t you worry, sea star.” The man hummed, his gaze half-lidded which made you swallow in anticipation.

Two fingers suddenly pinched your clit and you jolted at it, the surprise bolt of pleasure making a cut-off noise escape your throat.

Smirking, Jotaro revelled in watching your wide eyes melt closed as that pretty mouth of yours fell open when he started rubbing two fingers in circles over your clit, putting just the right amount of pressure.

The water prevented him from truly feeling how wet you were, your slick everywhere, but nothing could hide the way how easily his fingers glid over your folds, his own cock still splitting you open so prettily as you basically cockwarmed him.

Rubbing your clit, you clenched hard around him and Jotaro groaned in satisfaction while you did all you could to stifle your moans.

“Mhm, I don’t know how we ever did it when Jolyne was still living in the house. You’re so loud, sea star, even when you’re trying to keep quiet.”

Squirming on his lap, you gave up trying to hide your moans, wiggling your wrists to try and break free. You just needed that little bit more, you were so so close, just that little bit-!

Your lashes were damp with your tear line as you moaned, clenching around the length stuffed inside you, Jotaro’s large fingers working your clit to desperation.

“Please, please-“ You begged breathily and Jotaro hummed, his wet hair hanging in his face as he squeezed your wrists still trapped in his hold.

“Are you going to cum?”

“Yes! God, yes, please.” You moved and bucked your hips as best as you could, sandwiched and pressed as far into Jotaro as you could already, your chest pressed fully into his, your head thrown back and exposing the column of your throat to his hungry mouth.

He nipped and sucked at every bit he could, covering the surface of your throat in marks before latching onto the sensitive spot he knew sat on the side, below your ear, and sucking hard.

Pairing it with a hard press into your clit, you moaned loudly as the coil in your belly snapped, your walls squeezing his cock as you came hard.

Having been waiting for this moment, Jotaro let go of every part of you for just a split second before he re-gripped you like he had before, bracing himself on the edge of the tub as he started thrusting up into you, fast and deep.

Moaning, you were boneless, left to cling to him as he fucked you through your orgasm, extending it as your whole body felt hot, a buzz shooting through as you just held on as best as you could.

The water sloshed wildly in the tub, some spilling over as Jotaro chased his own orgasm.

The man below you was grunting hard, moans occasionally slipping through while you were the exact opposite, overstimulation now setting in as your orgasm ebbed away, Jotaro’s thrusting making an uncomfortable coil settle in your gut yet at the same time it felt so good.

Thrusting into you, once, twice more, Jotaro then roughly pulled you down on him, spilling inside you with a guttural groan, emptying his balls completely as he dumped his seed, the sensation warm in your gut compared to the somewhat cooled down water.

The moment he let you go, you slumped into him, panting hard together with him as he leaned back into the tub, his dick turning soft inside you as you both breathed, satisfied by each other.

“Thank you, darling. My back feels a lot better now.” Jotaro kissed your forehead where you rested it on his collarbone and you laughed a tired laugh, slapping his chest.

“Liar, that should do the opposite.”

Nosing your hairline, he hummed. “Come on, let’s drain this water and take a shower to clean up.”

With that, he slipped his soft cock out of you before helping you get up from the tub, a trickle of his cum leaking out of you as the bath was drained and the shower turned on.

#hih follower event #jotaro x reader #I hope it’s good #i didn’t edit either so I’m sorry for any mistakes #jotaro kujo #jotaro x reader smut #hih’s hôrni works

[tarasmithshifts]

𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘

sooooooo NEW YEAR IS HERE!!!

happy new year to everyone here :))) i was planning to publish marauders dr shift update but i didn't finish it LMAO and i need to split it in parts :( but 2023 SUMMARY IS HERE

music, movies, shifting, tv shows, my little progress :)) all here <3

𝓶𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓬 ˚୨୧⋆｡

about my spotify wrapped - IT'S FUCKED. okay. totally fucked. i do not agree with it, but still, i'm gonna show you some of it ୨୧

𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦𝘴: pop, rock, indie, classical music and soundtracks

𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳: what was i made for from barbie movie by billie eilish ୨୧

𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳: billie eilish (as year before, and a year before, and year before lmao)

𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴:

billie eilish

elvis presley

hans zimmer

lana del rey

lenny kravitz

but i'd like to add here david bowie, FRANK SINATRA, florence + the machine, tate mcrae, aurora, conan grey etc. etc. :)

𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

it's literally a playlist for my silly daydreamings LMAO

a lot of things that i scripted came to me when i listened to my playlists :)) so here they are:

𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘴

ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀᴇ, ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ - the ballad of songbirds and snakes dr

ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ʙᴜʀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴜꜱ - the hunger games dr

ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴠᴇʟᴠᴇᴛ - marauders dr

⤷ 'ᴍʏ ᴍᴜᴍ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀɴ ᴏᴘᴇʀᴀ ꜱɪɴɢᴇʀ, ʏᴀ ᴋɴᴏᴡ?' - hope lupin playlist

⤷ “ɪ ꜱᴏʟᴇᴍɴʟʏ ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ.” - azrael mixtape

ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ - twilight dr

ᴅɪɴɢ ᴅᴏɴɢ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ'ꜱ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. - hannibal dr

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴅᴜᴇᴛ ᴠᴏʟ １ - orchestra conductor dr

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴅᴜᴇᴛ ᴠᴏʟ 2 - orchestra conductor dr

ʜᴀꜱᴛᴀ ʟᴀ ᴠɪꜱᴛᴀ ʙᴀʙʏ - 90s fame dr

ɪ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀᴍᴇʟᴏɴ - dirty dancing dr

ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟ - moon knight dr

ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ɢᴏᴅ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ - asgard dr

𝓶𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓮𝓼 & 𝓽𝓿 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓼 ˚୨୧⋆｡

𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 2023

oppenheimer ☆☆☆☆☆

asteroid city ☆☆☆☆ and a half

spiderman: across the spider verse ☆☆☆☆☆

wonka ☆☆☆☆

guardians of the galaxy vol.3 ☆☆☆☆☆

𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘷 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘧 2023

good omens season 2

our flag means death s1 & 2

i watched hannibal this year!

ashoka

daisy jones and the six

𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓯𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 ˚୨୧⋆｡

I HAD A HUGEEEEEEEE PROGRESS IN 2023 AND I'M SO HAPPY BECAUSE OF THAT

like, i shifted 4 TIMES.

FOUR.

at the beggining of the year to my asgard dr (WHICH WAS CRAZY I WANT TO COME BACK THERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE)

during summer break to my twilight dr, but it wasn't long shift. i shifted only for month :(

in october i finally shifted to my fame dr

and in december to my marauders dr for WHOLE 2 YEARS

it's the craziest thing ever that could EVER happen to me :))

i'm so proud of myself, i created new drs, and started this blog!

new drs:

the ballad of songbirds and snakes dr

dirty dancing dr

the matrix dr

the last of us dr

hannibal dr

i make those new drs like i'm crazy LMAO i need to stop making drs for now, because i have A LOT of them, i will probably give up of some of them, but only like, one or two. i love all of my drs, i literally don't want to decide (and i probably won't do that)

ANOTHER YEAR ANOTHER SHIFTING GOALS <3

𝘮𝘺 2024 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘢𝘭𝘴:

i wanna shift to my asgard dr again!

i want to finish this GODDAMN MARAUDERS DR UPDATE

i want to shift to my twilight dr <3 especially during the beggining of spring!!!

and i will make descriptions to all my drs that are in my masterlist!

i want to tell you a big THANK YOU<333

For now, it's 68 of us here, WHICH IS ACTUALLY INSANE FOR ME

i will start making some tips that helped me shift<33 REMEMBER THAT YOU CAN SHIFT TOO!!!

again, i wish you happy new year!!!!!

(2023 wa so shitty for me, hope 2024 will be better lmao)

#Spotify #shifting community #shifters #shifting #shiftblr #reality shift #shiftythrifting #reality shifting #shifttok

[mcflymemes]

ALMOST FAMOUS PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the 2000 film

never take it seriously.

it's unfair that we can't listen to our music.

i really love your band.

you made friends with them.

everyone says it's so glamorous out here.

we gotta stop them!

famous people are just more interesting.

please don't give him any more acid.

most people are just waiting to talk, but you listen.

these people are not your friends.

you are what it's all about. you're real.

give me your address. i'm coming to you this time.

let's have an adventure together, you and me.

i thought maybe we could hang out. you know. do some stuff back home like... like regular stuff, get to know each other a little bit better.

this is the circus. everybody's trying not to go home.

they make you feel cool.

your looks have become a problem.

do you give a shit about a t-shirt?

simon and garfunkel is poetry.

now listen. get it together.

this is not my idea of a good time.

oh my god. holy shit. fuck!

well, don't stop there!

they say you're dangerous. you see everything.

i love this kitchen. i fucking love this kitchen.

we showed you america. did everything but get you laid.

can we just skip the vibe and go straight to us laughing about this?

we're not groupies.

if i ever met a man in the real world who looked at me the way you just looked at me...

forgive me father for i may sin tonight.

don't you have any regular friends?

i kept thinking i was gonna go home the next day.

you look awful, but it's great. you're living your life.

maybe we just don't see ourselves the way we really are.

keep the small bills on the outside and call me if anyone gets drunk.

look at this. an entire generation of cinderellas and there's no glass slipper.

do you wanna hang with some good people looking to have a good time?

i'm glad we spoke.

you're taking notes with your eyes.

it's okay! i'm easy to forget! just leave me behind!

what, are you like the star of your school?

all the kids make fun of him.

i'm always gonna tell you the truth.

so... this is where the enemy sleeps.

excuse me, but didn't we all get into this to avoid responsibility?

could you please give them a message for me?

i'm still in love with you.

go do your job then.

you're like a family to me.

some people have a hard time explaining rock 'n' roll.

they don't even know what it is to be a fan. you know? to truly love some silly little piece of music, or some band, so much that it hurts.

how do we know you're not a cop, huh?

i sound like a dick!

i can't say anymore with the writer here.

your mom kind of freaked me out.

you don't know what they say to me in private.

is a song better when it really happened to you?

i have to go home.

god, it's gonna get ugly.

is it that hard to make us look cool?

good looking people don't have any spine.

great art is about conflict and pain and guilt and longing and love disguised as sex, and sex disguised as love.

rock 'n' roll is a lifestyle and a way of thinking and it's not about money and popularity.

i'm glad you were home.

what kind of beer?

i'm never as good as when you're there.

this is a house of lies!

from here on out, i'm only interested in what is real.

i know what's going on.

you can trust him. you can say whatever you want.

don't be self-righteous.

some money would be nice.

i waited until you broke up with them.

fuck it. i'm gay!

if you never take it seriously, you never get hurt.

i didn't invent the rainy day. i just own the best umbrella.

how old are you?

i'm gonna kill you!

one of these people is gonna save the world.

do you have to be in love to write a love song?

i've seen the future and this all works out reasonably well.

the truth just sounds different.

so you're the one who's been sending me those articles from your school newspaper.

do you wanna come?

you just held it over us, like you might leave.

there's nothing to worry about.

look, you should be happy for me.

one day, you'll be cool.

your charm doesn't work on me.

your dad was so proud of you.

i'm gonna live in morocco for one year. i need a new crowd.

what do you love about music?

what else are you gonna ban?

you cannot make friends with the rock stars.

i had to live with you, and now i might die with you, and it's not fucking fair.

music, you know... true music... it chooses you.

am i speaking to you clearly?

do we understand each other?

stop fucking looking at me!

i work just as hard or harder than anybody on that stage.

you are rebellious and ungrateful of my love.

you can tell rolling stone magazine that my last words were... i'm on drugs!

do you have any pot?

it's not too late for you to become a person of substance.

if something should happen... maybe i never said this enough, i love all of you.

you want to rebel against knowledge.

do you have to be depressed to write a sad song?

i've made a decision.

i can't live here. i hate you!

don't be a drama queen.

call me if you need a rescue. we live in the same city.

does anybody remember laughter?

you're too sweet for rock 'n' roll.

sometimes i think i live in a different world.

i am dark and mysterious and pissed off!

write what you want.

you've been kissing!

don't take drugs!

#rp starters #rp memes #rp prompt #rp meme #rp musings #roleplay memes #roleplay prompt #roleplay meme #writing prompt #askbox meme #ask memes #rp asks #ask meme #sentence starter #sentence starters #sentence starter prompt #inbox meme #inbox prompts #inbox prompt #rp inbox meme #almost famous #movies #mcflymemes

[cloama]

Cobra by Megan Thee Stallion is fantastic.

I keep replaying it. I am so in love with the arrangement. It presents so many possibilities for the live version and that is exciting to me because she is leveling up as a live artist, finally ditched the backing main vocal track. I'm so proud of her.

That Chick Corea/Return to Forever sample kind of blew me away. I wish they'd kept it in the rock remix but I get why they didn't. It's a true remix which is rare right now. I'm just a fan of Return to Forever and cannot believe these two kids cleared a sample from them and made it so transformative. In a summer full of terrible cheap shot samples, meg and Ju came in and showed that no-one is really flipping an LP like them.

Additionally I don't see people giving Spiritbox their lil props on the Cobra rock remix. Their lead singer's part acts as a Despair Translator for people who cant see her raps as the plea they are. Like 'okay let's get this spooky angelic voice to echo sing my feelings underneath the rap so you apathetic fucks can really get the point.' I found it to be so lovely. It felt like some much needed backup. All the people asking if Hayley was available need to understand those are two different genres. Jada Pinkett's band, Wicked Wisdom however...

I have so many questions about the production. Especially since this is her first time coproducing with her longtime collaborator Lil Ju. I love their work so much because he really seems to understand her and what she aims to do. I hope she feels accomplished because it's impressive.

Also, the line "this pussy depressed" is just instantly gilded. Like, girl...your mind. Felt.

#i love my kids #megan thee stallion #liljumadedabeat #she said: yall always say i only make pussy rap so guess what? this pussy depressed #f e l t