#IT'S DONE IT'S FUCKING DONE AHHHHHHHHH

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

✨Dress Up, Part 1: The Proposal✨

IT IS DONE HOLY SHIT! Yeah, I had to change this fic 3 different times, I'm really sorry this one took so long. Hopefully you all like this one and thank you for your patience <3

Consider this a reward for kicking Vox's ass in this poll and declaring our short king the ACTUAL hottest character in Hazbin Hotel lmao

Edit: This is now going to be a multi-chapter story! Look forward to more! Thank you all for the support 💖

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Lucifer x f!sinner reader

Summary: Lucifer takes you dress shopping for a special night out, but for some reason he's been acting a little strange lately...

Warnings: 18+, smut, public teasing, oral (f receiving), fingering, p in v

Lucifer excitedly told you that he wanted to take you dress shopping today. It wasn't out of the norm for you two to go out on the town and indulge on some sort of spending spree together. Plus Lucifer absolutely loved buying things for you; whether it be precious jewelry, beautiful flowers, or brand-new clothes. But you had to admit it's been a while since you've gone out, what with Lucifer spending a majority of time at the hotel assisting his daughter Charlie. You were so happy that they were able to rekindle their bond after so many years of being apart. You were more than happy to help with the hotel as well! You found ways to help Charlie with whatever she needed, which somehow ended up being more than you initially thought. It was exhausting to say the least, but you enjoyed it nonetheless! You were very much looking forward to going out today with your beloved king. And of course he was taking you to one of the most esteemed shops in all of Hell, Vivacious by Velvette. He truly spared no expense when it came to you.

But for some reason, you couldn't shake the feeling that something was…off about Lucifer today.

He didn't seem upset or angry or anything of the sort. More like, he was scared? Or perhaps nervous about something? You couldn't think of anything that could be making him feel this way. The hotel was doing great, Charlie and Lucifer’s relationship was better than it’s ever been, and you and Lucifer have been nothing but enamored with each other. You were just clothes shopping after all. You two had been dating for some time now; you remembered how Lucifer used to be all kinds of flustered during your first few outings. You thought it was adorable the way he stumbled over his words when he brought up the newest duck he had added to his collection or when he complimented every single outfit you’ve ever worn. He still did those things, of course, but he slowly became more and more comfortable and confident around you. But today was something you’ve never seen before. The wary smiles he’s been giving throughout day, the jitteriness of his movements anytime you approached him, his rapid speech patterns…was he hiding something from you? You intended to get to the bottom of it.

You walked down the streets of Hell with Lucifer by your side, his arm linked with yours. You stepped into the lavish shop, dresses of all kids hung from the racks: ball gowns, sun dresses, cocktail dresses; anything you could think of was there! Lucifer told you to take your time and to pick out as many as you wanted to try on while he waited for you by the dressing room. Despite the plethora of options at your fingertips, you only found yourself intrigued by a handful of dresses. Some with more material than others but you'd thought you'd give them a try regardless; you weren't shy when it came to your body.

You grabbed the three dresses that appealed to you the most and made your way towards the changing rooms. Just as he promised, you saw Lucifer standing at the end of the hall waiting for you. But he didn't seem to notice you at first, his attention was elsewhere. Next to the changing rooms was the most impressive collection of wedding dresses you'd ever seen in Hell and even on Earth, each more breathtaking than the last. You noticed Lucifer staring at the wall of dresses with an almost wishful expression, reaching out to touch one of the dresses' lacy sleeve, gently massaging it between his fingers. You smiled and quietly walked over to join him.

"They're really beautiful, aren't they?," you said, snapping him out of his trance and making him jump a bit. He smiled at you, his hand still holding onto the sleeve.

"Absolutely stunning," he beamed. Although, with the way he was looking at you, it didn't seem like he was referring to the dresses. You felt a small blush creep across your cheeks.

One of the employees walked up to you and directed you to an empty changing room. Lucifer waited outside patiently, smiling at you as you closed the sort behind you. The first dress you wanted to try on was a simple black sheath dress. Once you slipped it on, you reached behind of and attempted to grab the zipper. You can only manage to pull it up so far before it wouldn’t budge anymore, causing you to huff in frustration. Slowly, you opened the door to see Lucifer’s eager face staring back at you.

“I need your help, hon,” you admitted. “I can’t reach the zipper.”

Quickly, Lucifer stood up and followed you into the changing room. You turned your back to him and lifted your hair up and out of the way so the zipper couldn’t catch it. Lucifer placed one hand on your hip and the other on the back of your dress. You heard the zipper moving, but it only took you a second to realize it was moving in the wrong direction. Cheeky bastard, you thought to yourself.

“Up, Lucifer,” you said with a smirk, glancing at him over your shoulder. You heard a light chuckle escape him.

“Sorry, darling,” he apologized almost insincerely, peppering kisses down your neck, “can’t help myself when it comes to you.” Lethargically, he pulled the zipper up to the top, finally letting your hair fall back down. If he wanted to play games, you were more than happy to participate. Because you knew how to win. And just maybe, you could get him to admit to whatever he was keeping from you.

“I wouldn’t start something that you’re not ready to finish, sweet pea,” you threatened with a smug grin.

Before Lucifer could get a word out, you spun around and pushed him gently against the wall, eliciting a small yelp from him. You placed both of your arms on either side of his head, effectively trapping him. His eyes widened, sucking in a breath as he realized how vulnerable he was in this new position he had found himself in. His head and hands became flat against the wall as he looked into your now ravenous eyes.

“My love, p-please,” he began to stammer, “I-I didn’t want to-HNG,” you effectively cut off his meek pleas as your one hand traveled down below his belt. You maneuvered your hand up and down at an agonizingly slow pace. Nonetheless, you felt him start to harden underneath his pants almost instantly. You flashed a devious smile, but he didn’t see it, as he had screwed his eyes shut. Baring his clenched teeth, he tried desperately to hold his breath as to not make any lewd noises. You took that as a challenge, of course.

“So it’s only alright if you get to tease me, is that it, Luci?,” you questioned, leaning your head forward with your lips now pressed against his ear. “Now that doesn’t seem fair at all, does it?”

Lucifer gulped as you continued your teasing ministrations. “I’m s-sorry, sweetheart,” he looked at you doe-eyed. “P-Please don’t-mmph…don’t do this, not here. I won’t be able to hold back, not today…”

“Oh, I’m counting on that,” you retorted. “You know you’ve been acting out of sorts all day, don’t think I haven’t noticed. Maybe if you tell me what’s wrong, I’ll show you some mercy.”

Lucifer audibly gulped at your words. "It's…it's nothing, angel, I promise, I just-fuck," you pressed your hand in harder against the growing tent in his pants, silencing his response.

"You hesitated just now," you told him. "If that's how you want it to be, so be it. You don't have to tell me. But you're not off the hook, not by a longshot." You pulled away from him, giving him a chance to breathe normally once again. You gave a quick glance to the mirror to finally get a look at the dress you had adorned. It looked nice! But it came off as something you would wear in an office setting; not really your style. You looked back at Lucifer who was instantly frozen in place from your gaze.

"I'm not feeling this one," you remarked, "help me with the zipper?" You turned your back to him once more, feeling his hand tentatively grab the zipper. "You can only touch the dress, understand? I'm off limits."

"M-mhmm," Lucifer agreed. He behaved and only tugged the zipper down halfway until you could reach it yourself.

"Good boy."

You discarded the dress quickly, leaving you in only your lacy black bra and matching black panties. Lucifer forced himself to look away from you, trying to reach for the door handle.

"And where do you think you're going?," you asked coyly, stopping him in his tracks entirely.

“I umm, just uhh…giving you privacy?” He tentatively went for the handle again, but your arm shot out, keeping the door in its locked state.

“Oh, we’re way past decency here, Lucifer.” You maneuvered him away from the door and sat him down on the large white bench that was affixed to the wall. You leveraged your foot against the area just below his hip and rested one hand on the top of your thigh, the other on your hip. “Besides, you’re not really in any condition to be in the public view” leaning forward and shooting a quick glance down at his crotch, “now are you?”

Lucifer could only shake his head.

"Glad you agree," you smiled and pecked his lips, a pathetic little whine leaving Lucifer's throat. "I have a few more dresses to try on. You can look, but you cannot touch unless I say, alright?"

"Yes, love," he murmured obediently. You smiled and turned around to pick up the black dress you had let fall to the floor. You bent over slowly to pick it up, giving Lucifer a lovely view of your barely covered ass. You heard a deep inhale behind you followed by a shaky exhale.

You hung up the black dress and moved onto the next dress; a beautiful lavender colored Bardot dress with sleeves that hung off your shoulders. Luckily this one didn't have a zipper, you only needed to step in and shimmy it up your body. You adjusted your bra straps and hid them under the sleeves for the time being. You liked this one more than the last, you did as few twirls in front of the mirror checking every single angle.

"What do you think of this one, hon?," you asked, looking at his reflection in the mirror. It seemed as though he was gripping that bench with just a little too much force.

"Ravishing," Lucifer breathed. You had given him permission to look, and he was taking fully advantage of your generosity. He was chopping at the bit, fighting every urge to pounce right then and there. Lucifer's eyes were hungry, his lips curled into a smile to try and hide how badly he needed you at this moment. You admired his will power…but how strong was it truly? You made your way back towards him, chuckling playfully. Without warning, your knees found their way onto the bench, now fully straddling the mess of a man beneath you.

"W-what are you-mmph!" Lucifer tried to ask you but was cut short by your lips suddenly on his. You wrapped your arms around his neck and placed a small peck to his forehead.

"You always say just the right things, Luci," you cooed as you began to shift your hips against him. Hearing the mangled moans coming from Lucifer was nothing short of euphoric. You noticed he had released his grasp on the bench and began to move towards your hips. You gripped the back of his head, his hair firmly between your fingers, and tilted his head back gently. Lucifer grunted softly as you brought your lips to his neck. "Ah, ah, ah, what did I say, love? No touching," you scolded, now sucking and nibbling at his tender skin, desperately needing to mark him.

Lucifer whimpered and reluctantly brought his hands back to their original position on the frigid bench that paled in comparison to the feeling of your warm body that was pressed against him. "I-I can't do this f-for much longer, darling," he whimpered, "I can only h-handle- hnng, so much, I…ssshhhhhhiiittt-" Lucifer's hot breath became increasingly labored as you continued to rock your hips against his painfully growing bulge.

Just then, you heard the sound of a door closing. Someone had just entered the room next to you. With the threat of being heard now looming, you lifted yourself from his neck to see that Lucifer's eyes had turned an ominous red. It felt as if his slit black irises were staring straight into your soul, attempting to burn you from within. He was losing control fast. But you weren't done with him just yet. With a smirk, you placed a finger over his soft lips. "Shh," you whispered almost inaudibly, "you may want to keep your voice down from now on."

A low guttural growl erupted from Lucifer, not of anger, but of pure lust. His obedience hanging by the thinnest of threads as you removed yourself from his lap and stripped yourself of the purple dress. At this point, you couldn’t really care less about the dresses. This was much more entertaining.

The last dress you had grabbed was a form fitting strapless dress decorated entirely in ruby colored sequence with a long slit up the side. You held it against your body in the mirror, but something didn't look quiet right. But then in donned on you, and a devious thought had crossed your mind. You made your way over to Lucifer once more, noticing his claws were now digging into his thighs.

"Can you hold this for just a moment, dear?," you asked innocently. He looked up at you with his still crimson eyes, outstretching his hand silently. Once he was holding the garment, you reached around the back of your bra and unclasped it, letting it hit the floor with a soft thud. Lucifer's eyes became saucers, bunching up the dress in his hand with a clenched fist. Your soft and tender breasts were mere inches from his touch and yet he found he could only sit there motionless, writhing under each new temptation you threw at him.

"You…you are…" Lucifer began, finding it agonizingly difficult to steady his breathing.

You smiled and tugged the dress back from Lucifer's powerful grip. "The dress wouldn't look right with the bra on, silly! I should have brought one of my strapless ones, but oh well, live and learn!" You giggled to yourself and turned away from the fallen angel who's resolve was deteriorating with each passing moment. And with that final move, you had definitely won the game.

Or did you?

While you were mentally congratulating yourself on your perceived victory, you hadn't noticed that Lucifer had moved from his seated position, picking up every article of your clothing that you used to torment him. All you felt next was something wrap around your waist tightly. Was that…his tail?

"What the-AHH!," you tried to question, only to be pulled backwards through a portal that had been summoned, dropping the red dress in the process. The pale white dressing room vanished from sight and you were left standing in the middle of your bedroom. “Lucifer, why did you-" but you couldn’t finish your question. When you turned around, your lover was on his knees behind you, his demonic horns now on full display. He lifted his head, his eyes brimming with tears that threatened to fall at any moment. "Oh, Luci…"

"Please forgive me, I-I'm so sorry, my angel," he cried, "I know I've been acting strange all day and I know that you know I've been keeping something from you. I swear on my immortal life that I will tell you, but I'm begging you…" you kneeled down with him, cupping his face with your hand, "no more teasing. P-please…I-I need you…"

You gave him a loving smile and brought your lips to his. He melted from your touch, grabbing at your hand that held his cheek. "You know I love you, Lucifer," you breathed as you pulled away, "I'm sorry if I took things too far back there, I never want to upset you. You don't have to tell me anything if you're not ready to do so. I can wait. But first…" You stood from your kneeling position and offered him a hand up. The way his demonic form had taken over from just your teasing had you desperate for him beyond belief. Not that your previous bouts of teasing him hadn't worked you up already. You needed him too. Now.

You laid flat on you back against the soft sheets, beckoning him closer with a curl of your finger. Lucifer finally flashed you a toothy grin and in an instant, snapped his fingers, completely removing all of his clothing. Normally he liked to make a show of his undress, but you were both too far gone to care at this point. His tail swished behind him as he excitedly climbed up to join you in bed. He stared down at your crotch, licking his forked tongue across his lips. Without hesitation, he removed your panties and spread your legs apart, taking in the sight of your completely drenched pussy. He leaned down quickly and began to leave sloppy kisses and nips along your inner thighs before stopping right at your entrance.

You chuckled lightly at his eagerness to please you. "Luci, you know you don't have to do this. Especially not after what I put you through today."

Lucifer, in response, let two of his fingers slide against your folds, earning a hardy moan from you. "Trust me when I say this, darling," his voice was low, dripping with lust, "I will never deny either of us this pleasure." You felt his steamy breath against your womanhood as he looked up at you with half-lidded eyes, sending a shiver down your spine. "You may want to hold on, sweetheart."

Without another word, Lucifer ran his snake-like tongue against your cunt like a starved man. You arched your back in pure ecstasy, unable to focus on anything other than the way he was making you feel. He hooked his arms underneath your legs and brought you as close to his face as physically possible, digging his claws into your soft thighs and wrapping his tail around your calf. You realized what he had meant with his last statement and reached out to grip his devilish horns. Your grasp forced a moan out of him as he worked his tongue on your sensitive nub, circling it relentlessly. You knew how skilled he was with his mouth, but it never failed to awe you every time he used it. It wasn't long before you felt a different sensation, that of two clawed finger thrusting into you at a rapid pace.

"Lu-Lucifer, fuck, f-feels so good," you whimpered in between your heavy breaths, "right-SHIT… right there, d-don't stop, please don't stop!" Your pleas only fueled Lucifer’s hunger for you and his desire to make you come undone around him. His tongue and fingers worked in tandem, bringing you closer and closer to your release. Your knuckles were turning white with the amount of force you were using to hold onto his horns. You let one hand drop to tug at Lucifer's hair, another broken moan escaping him as you did. His fingers curled up into you, hitting your g spot repeatedly as his lips sucked on your clit with reckless abandon. That coil in your stomach was on the verge of snapping. "S-so close…gonna c-cum, fuckfuckFUCK LUCIFER!," was the last thing you could utter before your walls clenched around his fingers, feeling yourself pulsate with waves of pleasure. Lucifer helped you ride out your orgasm while lapping up every drop that escaped your body as if it was the nectar of the gods. Once your body finally relaxed, Lucifer removed himself from your thighs, your mess glistening off his chin. He flashed you a wicked grin before using his tongue to clean up the remains of your essence from his face.

The King of Hell crawled up the length of your body until he was hovered directly above you. "I can truly never have enough of you, my queen," he praised. Through your lustful haze, your barely rational mind latched onto what he'd just said. Queen?, you thought, he's never called me that before. Not that you minded in the slightest, you loved it, in fact. Regardless, you clearly weren't in any condition to question his choice of words. Not when you were desperate for his cock to be buried inside you already.

Lucifer caught your lips, his tongue begging for entrance, to which you happily obliged. You could still taste a faint amount of yourself on his lips as your tongues met in a fiery display of passion, twisting and fighting against each other as if trying to establish dominance of the other. You pulled his head closer as he devoured you, saliva dripping down the side of your mouth as his tongue explored every inch of your mouth. His tail refused to recoil as it kept its grip on your lower leg. His hard on pressed against your thigh and you were becoming increasingly impatient. You whimpering against him and bucked your hips up, essentially begging for him to take you completely.

“Please…” was the only word you could force out once you pulled away from his lips. Lucifer smiled, pressing his lips against your ear just as you had done to him earlier.

“Your heart’s desire is my command,” he cooed as you finally felt that familiar pressure between your thighs that you so desperately craved. You felt the head of his cock finally press into your sopping wet cunt, slowing inching himself into you he bottomed out inside of you. You moaned together, now feeling completely whole. Together as one again. Out of nowhere, Lucifer’s wings sprang out behind him once he was fully sheathed inside of you, adding a bright angelic glow to his otherwise hellish appearance.

He was beautiful.

He laughed awkwardly, a hard blush spreading across his face. You reached up and captured his lips once more. He hummed into you, folding his wings around you, completely blocking the outside world. In that perfect moment, the only thing that existed was you and him. After what felt like an eternity, Lucifer finally began to shift his hips, pulling himself out only to thrust right back into you. Slowly at first, relishing every single mewl and whimper you let escape your throat as he rutted into you. But it wasn’t long until his pace quickened, the sound of your slapping skin driving him to the brink. He rested his forehead against yours, refusing to look away from your loving gaze. You felt that coil in your stomach begin to clench once more, making it near impossible to form any coherent sentence, the pleasure his cock was providing was overwhelming you in the best way possible. He noticed this and brough his hand between you two and started circling your already overstimulated clit. You were not going to last much longer. And you could tell his composure was falling apart at the seams as well.

"Hng…fuck…me," Lucifer stammered, his breath hitching on every word "close…I'm close, g-gonna…c-ffffuuucckkk!" He resorted to latching his sharp teeth onto your shoulder, causing small patches of blood to flow out as he came, his hot seed painting your walls white. His wings twitched and spasmed when he finished inside you. His orgasm coupled with his hard thrusts and torturing of your sensitive nub pushed you over the edge for a second time, screaming his name as you clenched around his thick cock. Lucifer lapped up the blood he had drawn from you before he collapsed on top of you, his demonic form finally subsiding, as you both tried your best to catch your breath. You both laid there for a minute or two before even thinking about moving again. Besides, you loved the feeling of his full weight on top of you, it was comforting.

"Remind me to tease you more often," you joked, running your fingers through Lucifer's soft blond hair. He shot his head up and glared at you with a clear 'don't even think about it' look. "I'm kidding! Mostly…" Lucifer rolled his eyes playfully and planted a small peck to your lips. He finally found the strength to pull out of you and roll over onto his side, exhaling heavily.

"That…didn't really go as planned," Lucifer chuckled nervously. Up until now, you had completely forgotten what had even led up to this moment! You guessed you weren't getting a new dress after all, not that you minded, you had more than enough in your closet as it was. "What SHOULD have happened was you were going to pick out a new dress, I was going to take you out on a beautiful romantic candlelit dinner, and then I...I was…" he paused and gulped. "Oh, to hell with it!" He quickly sat up straight and turned to you, using both of his hand to grab onto yours. You sat up as well, your stomach filled with butterflies for a reason you weren't really sure of. "You were right, you know. I was keeping something from you. I am a very bad liar and I'm even worse at keeping secrets. Especially from you. You told me that I didn't have to tell you right now. But that was the problem! I was fighting with every fiber of my being to not tell you immediately! Because I love you with all of my heart and soul and I want to spend the rest of eternity with you by my side and...and..." he exhaled harshly. With a wave of his hand, a small black velvet box appeared. "My love," he opened the box to reveal a ring, "will you do me the incredible honor of becoming my bride?"

You looked down at the precious jewelry before you. A golden snake for the band, with its body wrapped around a beautiful ruby gem in the shape of an apple. Your eyes swelled with tears, you couldn't stop them from flowing down your face. Lucifer panicked and started to wipe them away.

"I-I'm sorry! Please...please don't cry! I didn't mean to-HMPH!" His apologies were cut short when your lips found his. After you pulled away, you laughed, tears refusing to stop. Lucifer's mouth was agape.

"Yes, Lucifer," you bawled, "yes yes yes, a million times yes! Of course I'll marry you, I've never wanted anything more!"

Lucifer sat there in disbelief. But only for a moment before joining you in your crying, wrapping his arms tightly around you, both of your sobs echoing throughout the room.

"You've made me the happiest person in all of Hell, my dear," he cried as he peppered kisses all over your face, clearing away more of your tears. "I love you, from now until the end of time. I promise to be the best husband I can possibly be."

"You're already the best person for me, my King," you smiled. "You don't have to change a thing. I love you, Lucifer Morningstar."

"And I you, Mrs. Morningstar."

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Congrats on becoming the new Queen(s) of Hell babes 😘

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[batcavescolony]

S3 E8 Supernatural

This is a Christmas Episode! I'd be great if it wasn't April but here we go!

The flash backs to the Christmas they had as kids? When Sam first figured out what John actually does? Then Sam gave Dean the present he got for John then Dean wore it for for ever? Guys I'm crying. And then in the future Dean wants one more Christmas and Sam gives it to him! AHHHH

#sam winchester #dean winchester #supernatural s3 #batcavescolony watches #batcavescolony watches supernatural #supernatural #john john john i SWEAR TO GOD. AHHHHHHH! #all you had to do was the bare fucking minimum! and you couldnt even to that! #young dean tried his best!!!!!! #also im drunk so....... have pitty on my spelling and grammar + stuff. #ok ❤❤❤ #little dean telling sammy that monsters are real but they're arnt ones under sams bed cus john already looked their #ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #but then saying santas not real! guys im unwell #also bobby helped sam get something for john then it went to dean. #im not well my dudes #also dean giving the credit to john for something he did? how many times has he done that? #just i cant guys 😭😭😭😭😭 #this is the time dean DIDN'T get away with it but how many presents or things frome `john` had dean done throughout the years? #this is thw moment sam saw through but how many did dean geat away with??????? #ahhhhhhhhh

[justvibinglolll]

I now and then wonder if I can ever move on from them. like they really fucked me up and now im supposed to move on with my highschool life? fuck no, I want it back. I want my time back and I don't want to be miserable all the god damn time

#im so done #i hate this #is it wrong to miss them? #fuck you and all you did to me #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #sobbing #screaming #weeping #ahhhhhhhhh

[polaraffect]

staring into the middle distance w/ dread so hard

#damien.txt #little vent moment in the tags lol #i have a phone interview tomorrow and it got me sitting here like 😵‍💫 #and by tomorrow i mean today. it's 3 a.m. send help <3 #i've never done a phone interview before tbh. and phone calls make me fucking anxious anyways. so. fun. #it's soooo low stakes tho like i really shouldn't be pressed abt it. but im also incapable of not being pressed abt it. so. #ahahaha anyways. currently uh. suffering. bc. i keep trying to change my habits and it's not working! #i just want to be a vaguely functional human being. which is a low af bar but literally it feels like #i am jumping for it and not even getting close to reaching it #everytime im like 'oh maybe things are getting a little better' they immediately plummet and go badly again #and. fuck bro. i literally don't know what to do about this at this point. like it feels impossible to get out of #which is an incredibly concerning statement to type lmao just realized that as i typed it #don't worry! am not going to sewerslide. as the kids say #but truly the level of not really living i am doing atm is. surely something! #anyways. going to. try and sleep. but. the anxiety of it all might be a bit much. AHHHHHHHHH-

[auredosa]

hate when I see I’ve got a comment on one of my works and it’s from that one fucking pedophilic deranged superfan I really should’ve blocked a looonnnggg time ago

#/nbh #well not anymore lmao #god fucking damnit you sickos frustrate me so much get better soon for real #it wasn’t event a nice comment #it was literally one of those that implied I should have continued it when you can clearly fucking tell i was done #here’s a tip—if all you’re going to say is ‘I wish this continued’ and NOTHING else go fuck yourself #like goddamnit appreciate what’s there #ahhhhhhhhh

[darealsaltysam]

I JUST GOT BACK FROM SEEING DUNE PART 2 AND HOLY FUCK OH MY GOD HOLY SHIT HOLY FUUUUCK I NEED TO. I NEED TO. I NEED TO TALK SO BAD HOLY SHIT

below the cut because oh boy do i have a lot to say and i dont want my poor followers to suffer when i post this

oh my god okay okay where do i even start

opening with irulan's narration to mirror her notes in the openings of the chapters of the book. oh yeah baby. i ate that right up

watching paul get close with the fremen,,,,, fucking hell that hurts. dune really is a tragedy at the end of the day huh. they go from reluctant allies to friends but the whole time you know the switch will happen any moment now and they will be devotees and he will be messiah and that gap between them will never be as small as it is out in the sand. huddled in those tents. sharing drinks and laughs. im not doing ok

this especially hurts with chani. their love is so genuine and pure and she wears blue for him (which by the way sticks out so much more with how muted the colors of the rest of the movie are... i could talk about this all day) but she can see what he is becoming and he's trying to avoid it for her so hard but there's no avoiding fate. LORD ABOVE!!!!

i loveeee jessica being the manipulator thats pulling all the strings, urging paul towards becoming messiah. rebecca ferguson is such a talented actress she really understands the character so well. also as a hashtag certified alia atreides enjoyer her scheming with her unborn fetus might be the most unhinged thing ever but thats also so fucking funny aka its as dune as it gets. dune is WEIRD and im glad theyre not shying away from that. thank u denis

arrakis looks so much more beautiful in this movie like theres defo been some changes with how its framed and presented it feels so much grander and idk just ??? what it makes me think is that we're not seeing arrakis, we're finally seeing dune. we're seeing the land as the fremen see it as paul becomes one of them. i might be looking too much into it but who cares. god i love this movie

but yes more on the fremen in the first section of the movie. i like how there's this cluster of non-believers almost?? its a nice breath of fresh air. its hard to believe every single person would be just devoted to the prophecy and it adds some depth.

i will say the one thing i didnt like is the way stilgar is characterized?? i dont think he was so blindly devoted to paul in the books, and definitely not alia and leto ii after him as the atreides line went on. he's always been a source of small doubt towards paul but i think they're moving that element of him onto chani, so i think i can let it slide. i'd like to see him question alia more in the future though.

the scene where paul was named muad'dib and usul??? god it was so cute which made it so heart wrenching. all the fremen coming together and welcoming him into their lives. as a brother. as a friend. only for him to turn around and make them all bow before him. ohhhhh i cant do this

OH BOY THE WORMS THE WORMS AND THE WORM RIDING AND THE AHHHHHHHHH OH LORD

jesus christ. what the fuck. how is this allowed on cinema screens how is something so amazing allowed

the tension. the effects. the sound design. the sand rushing past the wind the worm moving forward paul struggling to hold on the fremen all watching and then cheering him on HOLY FUCKKKK HOLY FUCK I WAS HOLDING MY BREATH

all the worm riding scenes were so intense and so well done like. when i first read that stuff in the books i didnt think anything could ever capture how i imagined it exactly and yet. AND YET. DENIS!!!!!!!!

once more dune hits the idea of scale SO well everything is HUGE and they MAKE YOU FEEL IT. that shows especially with geidi prime but ill talk about that in a bit. but yes this applies to the worms too lord above them WORMSSSS ARE HUGEEEE AND I LOVE THEMMMM

rebecca ferguson put her heart and soul into that water of life scene and we all need to thank her for it

the way jessica is so quick to switch up and go all in on the prophecy. it makes me think of leto's "im not asking his mother, im asking the bene gesserit" like. the bene gesserit really come first for jessica and she takes her opportunity to fulfill her duties. to be the reverend mother. to rub it all in the faces of the other bene gesserit. she is the mother of the messiah and by god will she make everyone well aware of that

okay. okay okay. i think i said my peace on the early fremen stuff. i think. okay fuck okay SHIT fuck SHIT

FEYD FUCKING RAUTHA LADIES AND GENTLEMEN

oh my god okay. okay ill admit it. i doubted austin butler. i saw the cast list and i was unsure(tm). i saw him in the trailers and my faith was restored. and holy fucking shit did he DELIVER

stellan skarsgård's baron harkonnen is already such a threatening figure it feels like it would be impossible to make someone even more terrifying and yet. AND YET

just the way he's introduced. killing servants with zero remorse. LICKING THAT KNIFE THE WAY HE DID??? OKAY WHORE. I SEE YOU. GO RIGHT AHEAD. MAKE IT SLUTTY IN HOUSE HARKONNEN. I RESPECT IT

when the arena doors open and that loud ass fucking music BOOMS. makes the room fucking SHAKE. thats a PRESENCE right there. THATS how you introduce your antagonist.

the music playing as he fights being as fucking deranged as he is. chaotic and weird and unsettling. just. oh my god feyd had such a presence from the moment he showed up and he did not lose it for a single second. you could feel him LOOMING over the movie the whole time just as he looms over the whole book from his very first scene. oh my goddddd oh my godd

GEIDI PRIME. THE ARENA. THAT MASSIVE HARKONNEN PALACE. oh my god. once more. that sense of scale. the harkonnens love to flaunt their wealth so ofc they have huge fuck off arenas and castles where everything and everyone feels so SMALL in comparison.

dont even get me started on the black and white. the way it accents those coal black teeth and mouths. the way it makes everything look so much more inhuman and clinical and PERFECT because harkonnen power is so absolute and ruthless.

and the way the baron sits so so high above watching the fighting. literally impossible to picture his elevation above his people above the rest of the universe. the way feyd looks to him for approval after every movement. even as his uncle is trying to kill him they exchange those little looks and feyd knows hes getting his chance to show off while the baron gives him his "gift" what a fucked up family what the hell

speaking of fucked up family! wow! they are SO fucked up! there is something seriously strange being hinted at with feyd and the baron! feyd making his own brother bow and kiss his boot! those constant threats of death against rabban as if theyre nothing! this family is capital f FUCKED up. they hurt each other as much as they hurt everyone around them. theyre made of violence and blood and they could never show each other kindness because they dont know such a thing

what can i say about the feyd/margot scenes that hasnt been said already. like wow just unpack the boy's trauma like that. use him and then throw him to the wolves. once again the bene gesserit make it so clear this is THEIR empire and THEIR bloodlines and THEIR messiah. too bad jessica doesnt see that collective "ours" and instead settles for "mine" when it comes to the messiah

special shout out to dave bautista before i move on. just cause. his rabban doesnt get enough love. he really sells that balance of ruthless power but also incompetency compared to his brother so well. can you guys tell i REALLY like this cast

WE ACTUALLY GOT TO SEE GURNEY PLAYING THE BALISET WE FUCKING WIN Y'ALL

the paul/gurney reunion being the last shred of the old paul. how he gets so happy "i recognized your footsteps, old man" shoot me in the fucking brain stem it would HURT LESS

a bit off topic and it happened earlier (sorry my thoughts are so all over the place) but i like how they actually showed the process of how the water of life is made. it was actually exactly like how i imagined it when i read the books so thats neat !!

anyway. back to the horrors.

i already talked so much about feyd's presence so just another small note. that scene in sietch tabr. he is a MONSTER and i am EATING IT UP

i cant even begin to explain. how much it fucked me up. when paul took the water of life. i knew thats where we were going. i knew it was unavoidable. and yet still. when chani bent over him and screamed at everyone for making him follow this prophecy. when she was forced to shed tears to save his life. when she got him back only to realize she lost him and he wasnt the person she loved anymore. it broke me

chani's utter hatred for the prophecy and what paul is becoming added to it so much. i know some people are unhappy with how much shes been changed from the books but i think its elevated her character and all these scenes so much. and oh my god does zendaya DELIVER when the spotlight is on her. i never doubted her for a moment but all those changes to chani really allowed to let her shine. thats that euphoria acting coming out baby !!!!

SPEAKING OF GOOD ACTING

TIMOTHEE

FUCKING

CHALAMET

listen i hate the fact that he gets cast in everything these days as much as everyone but hes such a talented actor and i cant deny this anymore. the water of life scene really sold it for me.

he was such a perfect paul already in the first movie but this was the moment it really came out. the way he wakes up so calm and collected. lifeless. monotone. theres nothing theres literally nothing

paul atreides the boy who became duke far too young is dead usul who was the lover of chani is dead muad'dib the fedaykin fighter is dead only the kwisatz haderach remains and thats what the prophecy was always leading us to and yet the moment it happens its so haunting

like i cannot say this enough. that complete switch is so sudden but so subtle at the same time. its still paul technically but hes so different

what makes dune's weird concepts so easy to take in once you get into the book is all that internal monologue that really leads you through these complex concepts slowly. and yet in a few shots and a few lines of dialogue timothee chalamet somehow manages to express the idea of "i just learned the secrets of the fucking universe and im about to start a holy war" ???? HOW DO YOU EVEN DO THIS???? HOW ARE YOU THIS TALENTED???? OH MY GOD!!!!!!!! IT WAS A FEW LOOKS A FEW MOVENTS JUST THE RIGHT TONE OF VOICE AND THATS HIM!!! THATS HIM BABY!!!! THATS THE KWISATZ HADERACH AND THE UNIVERSE IS FUCKED !!!!!!!!!

also. anya taylor joy alia. we only had you for a split second but i cannot wait for you. im sure youre going to completely slay the third movie. give us our beloved tragic meow meow. alia is my fave character so i will be JUDGING HEAVILY. she better bring her a-game istg

when paul storms the war council and just completely takes control of the room so easily. thats the bene gesserit conditioning giving him his pedestal and he is making the most of it. he knows exactly what the fuck hes doing. and once more oh my goddddd all that shouting all that emotion and yet a complete lack of it. timothee spare a crumb of talent for the rest of us

also the way in that scene gurney is hesitant about it all until paul proclaims himself the duke of arrakis. and suddenly gurney has house atreides again and he doesnt care what chani does anymore. hes a follower to paul just as everyone else in that room. nothing changes. fuck me man i cant do this anymore

have i mentioned yet im so excited for chani in the next movie. her arc is so interesting. children of dune is defo not happening with the way chani has been set up so i doubt we'll see leto ii and ghanima but. lets hope we still get all the cool stuff wit alia at least. and maybe chani can be the one who leads the charge against her

okay i need to really fucking. get along with it im dragging this post on im so sorry this movie is eating my brain alive

chani still wearing blue during the final fight. im not saying more than that i might cry if i think about it too much

THAT. FINAL. FIGHT. OH MY GODDD OH MY GOD

IT ALL CAME TOGETHER SO SO WELL

THE WORMS

THE SENSE OF SCALE

THE FIGHT CHOREOGRAPHY

THE MUSIC HOLY FUCK THE MUSIC HANS ZIMMER YOU OUTDO YOURSELF EVERY TIME

THE SOUND

EVERYTHING FLOWING TOGETHER SO WELL

the way the fremen fight for their messiah but still fly the atreides banner. the way paul leads them as their messiah and as a "fremen" but always proclaims himself duke of house atreides first. oh lorddd im unwell

every time paul menacingly emerged from fog/sand/smoke my life was extended by like 10 years thank u denis

gurney killing rabban with as much ease as he did cleared my skin and watered my crops <3

the way the baron was literally dying and still crawling towards the throne.......... the way at the same time feyd ignored him completely and looked towards the doors reveling in the fight ahead..... if that doesnt tell u everything you need to know about house harkonnen idk what will yall

i also love how no one intervenes as paul walks in and kills the baron. not even feyd. feyd looks like he was a little TOO into it as paul killed him tbh. feyd u little freak. austin butler you talented talented man. im unwell

i AM sad we didnt get to see baby alia stab him but ah well. we got a bunch of other weird dune shit so ill let this one slide. the psychic toddler may be too much even for denis and everything he did give us. we'll always have our 1984 alia <3

OHOHOHOHOHOHOH. OH. HERE WE GO

HERE WE GO YALL

THE SCENE IVE BEEN WAITING FOR SINCE READING THE BOOK

THE SCENE THEY SHOWED BITS OF IN THE TRAILER AND THE SCENE IVE BEEN NON STOP YEARNING FOR SINCE!!!

THE DUEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh my god oh my god oh my goddddd where do i even start

okay so. the way theres no music. no fancy cuts no slow mo no over the top effects. its just the slashing of the blades and those BEAUTIFUL shadowed shots with the setting sun in the background. this really is the sun setting on the peaceful universe. just pain and suffering ahead marked with the blood spilled from the two who were meant to produce the messiah but who both got thrown off this path by the greed and selfishness of their forefathers. guys im normal about paul and feyd. definitely. i definitely have very normal thoughts about how they are foils and yet two sides of the same coin. yes guys

paul making the emperor kiss his ring is already such an insane fucking scene and it translated to the screen so well. amazing performances all around

i didnt talk much about florence pugh's irulan but she really didnt have much time to shine. im excited to see where she goes next and i definitely think shes a great fit but i need to see more of her to really be able to say more

i will say this. the way chani, irulan and jessica are the only ones who dont kneel for paul. the three most important women in his life who give him his power, everything he has. jessica made him and she made him the messiah. chani opened her life up to him, helped him become and in turn control the fremen, and she shed her tears for him and fulfilled her role in the prophecy against her wishes. irulan is his path to the throne, his key to being emperor. and none of them bow before him because why would they bow before a power they are responsible for, a power they own, a power they gave?

but for chani its different ofc. she also refuses to bow because she despises everything paul stands for.

oh my god i could say so much about the last scene being chani. not paul reveling in his victory. paul leaves for his next bloodshed and chani is left behind crying for the person she loves who she knows is gone. crying for her people, again enslaved. crying those same tears that brought the messiah back into this world.

theres a lot to be said about the role of gender in dune and how it hangs over every facet of this world but thats a whole separate analysis post to be had so ill just throw it down here in this little point

another thing chani does very well in the movies is she really makes paul's villainy explicitly clear. SO many people read dune and completely misunderstand it and walk away from it concluding its a "white savior narrative" and nothing more which. yes!! yes it is!!!! but thats not a good thing!!!! its never stated to be a good thing!!!!

this movie is not gonna let you misunderstand the message of the story no matter how blind you try to be to it. paul is not a good guy. hes never been the good guy. hes the protagonist, but hes not the hero. and chani allows that to translate from book to movie very well. have i mentioned yet i love movie chani

chani fills in the holes left behind by the narration and internal monologues of the book and, bonus points, she holds the people who dont understand what dune is about by the hand and tells them explicitly "PAUL IS A BAD GUY!!! DONT IDOLIZE PAUL!!!! DONT WALK AWAY FROM DUNE THINKING ITS PRAISING PAUL'S ACTIONS!!!"

i think thats pretty much all i had to say. i might reblog with additions as they hit me but yeah i. i enjoyed the movie. so so much. i think i might watch it again sometime soon while its still in cinemas.

sorry for being unhinged hope u enjoyed my rants. kiss kiss night night <3

#dune #dune part two #dune part 2 #paul atreides #chani kynes #jessica atreides #feyd rautha #feyd rautha harkonnen #rabban harkonnen #vladimir harkonnen #stilgar #alia atreides #irulan corrino #im so crazy im so feral holy shit #okay im going to bed now #its 1 am lmao #ive been writing these down for like 2 hours since i got back

[islanddboyy]

bruhh why is my windows busted. i cant load optifine and cant even install java. all my options are fucking broken what is going on

#like fr #i cant fix it #i should just go back to my old comp at this point #fucking hell #i’ve spent an hour trying to fix it #all my jar files keep opening in notepad and when i try open with java it just won’t #and now reinstalling java doesn’t work #when i try and run the installer nothing opens #it’s just #ahhhhhhhhh #i’m so tired and done with this shit #all i want to do it load optifine

[binsito]

Kitty, what're your thots on pervy stepbro!skz? Cause just thinking about it has me going woozi (hehe)

AHHHHHHHHH (those are my thots)

cw: stepcest!!!!!!! dni if uncomfortable, i warned you. proceed with caution,

slight voyeurism/exhibitionism (or mentions of it), mentions of drinking, masturbation, dirty fantasies involving the reader, sex and oral sex (or suggestive scenarios involving it), slightttt noncon situations due to pervertedness, mentions of assplay, cum, all characters are adults who's parents got married later on in their lives (thought i'd clarify just in case). i think i hit the major ones, pls lmk if i missed anything super important

okay bye

bangchan: he is soo sweet. he's incredibly helpful around the house, always offering to clean the dishes after dinner. your mom absolutely loves him. he's perfect, minus his one dirty little habit of asking you to help with the chores. it's not like he needs the help, he just gets a little excited when he sees you bend down to pick something up or go through the laundry because he gets a peek of your pretty thong.

'two of us get things done quicker' he usually says, and of course you don't mind helping him, he's fun to talk to and you also have to carry some of your own weight if you're going to keep living with your mom while attending college.

'i'll treat you for helpin' out' but what he really wants to say is he'll fuck you up against the laundry room's door. couldn't you get the hint? his cock was always rock hard around you, it was painfully obvious. couldn't you hear him through the walls fisting himself while you were both home alone? he didn't care to be quiet at all and he knew you were just choosing to be oblivious.

he was so good! why couldn't you just reward him? he mows the lawn, cooks if he has to, throws out the trash. the least you could do was give your sweet stepbrother your mouth to use around his cock after a long day of hardwork around the house!

and he hates the way you're licking the ice cream he got you for helping. hates the way you look at him and giggle because he knows you know what you're doing to him.

minho: he was bored out of his mind at the wedding reception for your parents. at least his dad was happy for once.

he glanced over and watched you order a drink from the bar, sipping it as you looked towards him. he quickly looked away and chuckled to himself, hoping you didn't notice how his eyes trailed down as he checked you out in your pretty dress. would it be disrespectful to put moves on his new stepsister?

he could ask you to dance, right?

he made his way over to you and leaned against the bar, smiling towards you.

"could i have the pleasure of dancing with you?"

you giggled at him and waved him off, explaining to him that you were to shy to dance.

"well then let's go somewhere private where no one can see us?"

the implications of his words made you flustered. this was your step brother now. did he mean his words in that sense or were you reading into it too much?

(he definitely meant his words suggestively.)

his eyes basically undressing you as you swallowed thickly. he could take you to the family restroom and no one would even know the two of you were missing.

he could easily slip past the huge blend of both families and fuck you outside behind all the cars.

he could make you hold his cum the whole night until your parents went their separate way to their honeymoon together. you could have the whole house to yourselves, fuck on every surface imaginable and no one would ever have a clue.

changbin: he's normally shy, very respectful. very gym oriented - going as far as setting up all his equipment in the garage with your dad's permission. you were interested in his work out routine, asking him if you could join him one day.

he didn't know why that made him so flustered, sputtering while he talked to you and letting you know it was perfectly fine that you used his stuff and joined him. you were surprised how disciplined he was, how heavy he could lift. he was trying hard to keep his composure, trying hard to push down the thoughts he was having of you spotting him.

the idea of you basically straddling his head while he benched was making him see stars. or what if he had you bench press? what if he was the one straddling your head, having you look up at him and see how his cock protruded from his gym shorts, the obvious outline giving away how hard he was.

what if he had you do russian deadlifts, coming up behind you to help with your form, cock brushing up against your ass while he tried explaining how to position yourself properly.

all changbin wanted to do was hold you open over him while he laid on the bench, licking at your cunt eagerly. all he wanted was to take you from behind while you tried to finish doing cable tricep pushdowns.

keyword on tried because he wanted to make sure he'd leave you dumb enough to even forget what number set you were even on.

hyunjin: hyunjin started to catch feelings well after your parents got married, you two just clicked, friendship quickly burning into something so much more.

but he knew you probably wouldn't feel the same, would probably be grossed out by him if he told you he loved you. he didn't want to ruin the family dynamic so he kept his feelings harbored deep within himself.

but his heart absolutely shattered when you brought another boy home, begging him to not tell your mom because you weren't sure if she'd approve of him.

all his hope of maybe one day confessing to you was thrown out the window. did he read you wrong? he could've sworn that maybe there was something there..

and he couldn't sleep that night, tossing and turning as he heard you through the walls, giggling with that other guy and hushing him. warning him that although your parents weren't home - hyunjin was.

but the hushes and scolding did nothing because hyunjin could still hear everything clearly. how you kissed him sloppily, how the bed shifted when he climbed on top of you, how you gasped out when he pressed his cock inside of you.

hyunjin closed his eyes tightly and to save himself from his misery, he pretended it was him between your legs, his hand reaching down to touch himself as he listened in on the both of you. he pretended it was his name that you were chanting. he took note of the pitches of your moans, how they got higher when you were about to cum, how breathy and incoherent you became.

he would do anything to see how your face twisted with pleasure.

at least he could pretend to be the one to bring you to your peak whenever he heard you through the walls.

jisung: living with jisung was definitely something to get used to. unfortunately with the sudden growth of your new family, there was not enough space for both of you to get your own room. you'd be sharing a space until your parents found an adequate place.

jisung didn't mind but you clearly did. having to share the en suite bathroom in the mornings was a challenge.

why did he have to take so long in the damn bathroom?

"jisung! c'mon i'm gonna be late, can't you please hurry up!?"

he always managed to beat you to the bathroon, always waking up early to start his day.

what you didn't know is he was taking care of his aching cock in the shower, fisting himself to the image of you sleeping soundly. he had gotten bold lately, picking the sheets carefully off your body to get a peek at your body, tugging your sleeping shorts to the side to reveal your panties, moving them aside to finally be met with your cunt.

how was it so wet?

could he give it a lick?

he didn't want to be caught.

rubbing himself through his shorts until he couldn't take it anymore, rushing to the bathroom to chase his release.

felix: he knew he shouldn't but he just couldn't help it.

watching you from his bedroom window inconspicuously as you tanned by the pool in your backyard. you looked so pretty, so unaware that he was jerking himself to the sight of you in a skimpy bathing suit. that dumb bikini top leaving little to the imagination, it wasn't your fault you didn't want annoying tan lines. he watched intently as you turned face down in the lounge chair, reaching behind you to untie the straps of your bikini top so they wouldn't leave a pesky mark. you were basically naked, your tits were basically on display for him, couldn't you just sit up and show him? flash him really quickly so he could finish in his hand?

it was torture - having to watch you from afar when he wanted to be down there with you. would you quickly cover up if he were to go join you? or would you barely acknowledge him and continue to enjoy the sun? would you ask him to reapply sunscreen on you? would you let his hands wander, trailing down to your ass to massage them? would you protest if he pulled your thong down or would you let him play with your ass a little?

he wanted you bad.

spurting cum all over himself and making a mess as he let out a loud groan, it must've been loud enough for you to hear and look up from your spot, making eye contact with him through his blinds.

goddammit.

seungmin: your mom wouldn't let you go out to that dumb frat party unless seungmin tagged along and drove you there.

you agreed because you didn't want to lose the opportunity to go talk to that football player you had the hots for.

seungmin thought it was funny, watching you fix your makeup one last time in his car's mirror. there was nothing to fix, you looked perfect in his humble opinion.

he knew you wanted to go to this party because of that guy, he wasn't fond of him at all. you were too good for him and in all honesty, seungmin wanted you for himself.

he wanted you to be his but it was complicated given the fact that your mom was married to his dad.

his advances didn't go unnoticed when he laid his hand on your inner thigh as he drove. impulse thoughts racing through his mind - what if he just turned around right now and took you in his backseat? he wanted to make you forget about that stupid jock.

"minnie?" snapping him out of his thoughts at a red light.

"you're quiet." you choose to say instead of bringing attention to the obvious hand on your thigh

"sorry, just thinking about the one hundred ways i could fuck you and how it would be so much better than that guy you're pining after." he speaks up, driving towards a turn lane to make a u-turn.

jeongin: he always thought you were pretty.

he had seen you around campus but was always too shy to approach you. how would he even start a conversation with you. when his mom told him she had found someone new, he was excited for her but the last thing he ever expected was for the 'someone' to be your father.

you, the girl he so helplessly daydreamed of was soon to be part of his family.

he didn't know if this was a blessing or a curse.

could he push down all the thoughts he's had of you or would he fail miserably. how was he ever supposed to tell you he liked you now?

when your families decided to spend the holidays together, he knew he was going to struggle. cock hard in his slacks as he watched you reapply some lip gloss that had gotten wiped as you drank wine and talked to people.

he felt hopeless.

he decided that socializing would be too much for him in this state of mind so he snuck upstairs, finding his way into your room.

there was a picture of you on your vanity, a pretty bow adorning your hair as you smiled widely. jeongin wanted to make you smile like that, wanted to tell you how gorgeous he thought you were but soon his thoughts became dirty, imagining how he wanted you to smear your lip gloss all over his shaft, peppering his cock with delicate kisses.

he shoved a hand into his pants and pulled his cock out, stroking it gently as he grabbed the photo with his free hand.

fuck, you were perfect to him.. the prettiest girl he had ever seen.

his brain became foggy, only thinking about you and you only as he pumped himself-

"jeongin?" you stood at your door, he nearly jumps out of skin, pathetically cumming all over your photo, face burning hot as he looks over at you.

oh fuck, how was he ever going to live this down? how would he even explain this predicament?

please refrain from reposting, modifying, translating, copying or stealing my work. - © binsito

#binsito #skz smut #stray kids smut #skz hard thoughts #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #stepcest cw #tw stepcest #tw noncon

[kaiyaamin]

Can I request any headcanon or Oneshot of Batmom calling the Batfamily by their names? Batmom always calls them nicknames (sweetie, babybird or somenthing), so the Battys think she's upset.

Sorry if it's written wrong or it is not understood!! My main language is not English 😓😓

sure I would love to.

NICKNAMES

Early in the morning, Batmom lies there in her bed staring at the wall. At 6 in the morning, no one was awake except for the infamous Batman sitting next to her.

Honey, what's wrong why are you up? To Bruce, it was very unusual to see her up early for she had a habit of sleeping till 10 in the morning.

Nothing Bruce, and Batmom stood up from her bed and left to the bathroom.

SHIT, SHIT! what did I do?

that's all he could think because she NEVER called him Bruce unless she was upset at him. He thinks of all the things he had done the latest skipping a gala and lying to her about an emergency when he was really hanging out with Superman and Wonderwomen.

Batmom came out of the bathroom and left towards the kitchen. There Tim sat at the table with a huge cup of coffee in his hand. He expected a hi or hello but nothing just an awkward silence.

Hey Mom, but she grunted and said hi Tim.

OH MY GOSH, Tim was in complete panic, forgetting about his coffee. She always calls me Timmy, Fuck what did he do?

Finally, Dick comes and sees Tim in complete panic. What's wrong with you?

All Tim does is point. To Dick's shock, he points at his mother. Dick thought nothing of it and greeted his mom and gave her a hug like every morning. But to his surprise, His mom didn't greet him back nor return the hug.

Mama, are you okay? I am fine Dick

What where's my nickname. Dick looks at Tim and Tim just looks completely horrified. He sees his mom leave and goes back upstairs.

Alright, Tim fess up what did you do? said dick. Me this could have been easily you, Maybe Mom found out about you breaking her very expensive vase, Tim said defending himself. well, it's not like you are innocent, Mom probably found out that you're the one who's been finishing all her expensive French coffee, Dick said as a comeback.

Alright Dickhead, why is mom so angry? Jason comes walking behind him, I have no clue she's been acting strange all morning AND SHE DIDN'T CALL ME BY MY NICKNAME, Dick says wiping his tears.

jason says, huh same, she usually calls me Baby Bird but she just stood there staring at me. Maybe, Jason, she found out how you snook out to patrol even though you are grounded, Tim says. Jason says in response, probably... WAIT how did you know about that Tim. I Know everything... you have cameras around the house don't you Tim, Dick said. Maybe, Idk Tim said with an evil grin.

Okay, guys come on let's go upstairs and apologize to whatever we did, Dick said. Fine Dickh, Jason said but was interrupted... AHHHHHHHHH

what the hell! I think my eardrum exploded, said Tim

come on guys, someone could be in trouble, Dick said. Okay, dickhead calm down, Jason says.

Damian what's wrong, Ummi said Damian instead of Dami. What did you idiots do this time?

Hold on demon spawn we didn't do anything let's ask Dad, Tim suggested.

Dad, what's happening with mom? Dick says

I don't know Dick your mother has been acting weird since this morning and she even woke up early like 6 in the morning early. [GASP], Bruce answers.

Damn, what the hell did we do? Damian says.

shut up demon spawn, I am trying to think, Jason continues.

Hi kids... MOM/UMMI!!, Batmom says out of nowhere.

Kids, I am very disappointed in you, Batmom continues

But mom we don't even know what we did wrong, dick said, and collectively everyone said yeah.

Sweethearts, why is there a FUCKING COW on my lawn, Batmom yelled out.

OHHHHHHHH, yeah Mom we all decided to get a cow, Dick answered truthfully. Shhhhh dickhead don't get me involved, Jason says slapping Dick behind his head

well, I am so glad you told me what happened, so here you go, Batmom says while handing everyone a paper.

What's this Honey? bruce said while taking the paper in his hand

well, that's the list of chores and you all are grounded for a month!!! Batmom said yelling.

WAIT, DOES THAT MEAN I AM GROUNDED FOR TWO MONTHS STRAIGHT, Jason shouted in fear.

No, Babybird, you all are grounded for two more months since you all exposed yourself when trying to figure out why I was upset with you guys, Batmom said with her hands on her hips.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!, Jason shouted.

#batmom imagines #batfam x reader #batmom #batman #batfam x batmom #batmom imagine #batmom!reader #bruce wayne x reader #jason todd #damian wayne #damian al ghul #tim drake #dick grayson #batman and robin #batman x batmom

[vcill]

❥⁠ When they cum

Lucifer:

Lucifer would definitely talk you through things in the bedroom, want to cum? Ask him first. Feels good? Of course it does since he's the one doing it.

When gets close, he starts to really tease you. Asking if you really deserve his cum or if you've been good enough for it.

You know how his eyes kinda glow or how the room seems to darken whenever he's mad? I feel like that would happen but not because he's mad or anything, but because he's about to release all he's got into you.

Would start growl and the fangs he has will start to bruise and break the skin on you neck.

When he does cum, he thrusts into you HARD. So much so where you're bending in half. (But in a good way lolz)

Degrades you while he does. Calling you a pathetic human who's only use is for his cum.

Will creampie you, if not, would cum on your face and force you to clean yourself up all while he sits back and watches while he slowly jerks himself off. If you miss a spot, he'll come on you again and force you to clean up a bigger mess.

In other words, luci is a very very nasty boy.

Mammon:

This is the avatar of greed. What would you expect?

Favorite position would have to be mating press when he cums, either that or he's fucking your face.

When he gets close, he rambles on about how he's gonna fill you up and make you feel so full, how no other demon could do it better then him.

Gets very possessive, will repeat "mine" over and over and will make you tell him that you belong to him too.

When he finishes, he's loud and mumbles your name over and over. Will get high off of the orgasm, tell me he won't.

But don't think you're done. Baby boy loves overstimulation and will continue once he's done.

Depending on how long you go, by the time he's done you will be covered with demon cum.

Licks all of it off happily and makes eye contact wit you while he does it.

I highly believe he and Lucifer often go on threesomes together, cause they r both nasty asf when they going at it. 🤧

Leviathan:

So you know how in hentai whenever the girls cum they go: AHHHHHHHHH

Like that but more Levi.

The three eldest just have something in common with each other. They don't shut up.

Would say he can't believe this is happening to him and that you let him defile you like this.

Feel free to disagree, but I believe his favorite position is doggy. You can be under his gaming desk and he'll thrust into you from below it. Or get a blowjob, your choice tbh.

When he gets close, he gets REALLY lewd he pretty much drunk off the sex. Boy would tell you also his dirtiest secrets and desires.

Cums a whole lot;would beg you to let him take a picture afterwards to save for later.

He loves thigh fucking!! Don't tell me anything different. Thick, small, he loves it all.

If he gets to come between them, he would lick it off which leads to him eating you out/give you a bj.

Satan:

Will go two ways with this one.

He can be really sweet and gentle and praise you every step of the way.

Or fuck you like you're not even a living being.

Really depends on his mood tbh.

If he's sweet Satan candy, he'll be soft and gentle, when gets ready to cum.

Would be like Lucifer and growl while letting out airy breaths.

Does a mix of praise and degradation.

Tells you you're nothing but a filthy cumdump but will say he'll gladly clean up all the messes inside/on you.

Prefers to cum on your stomach or in your mouth, he just really loves seeing it drip out and run everywhere.

I know a lot of fics write it differently, but I believe instead of fucking you roughly, he'll sit back and watch.

Would force you to touch and play with yourself, either with toys or just your hands.

Slowly jerks off while glaring at you, whoever he's mad at he just imagines them watching while he fucks you better then they can.

Cums on the floor and makes you crawl and lick it up.

Satan pet play cannon! 🤭

Asmodeus:

The Avatar of Lust.

Ok this finna be a REALLL nasty one so buckle up.

If you're giving him a bj, he'll cum on your face and rubs in claiming it's great moisturizer. (Knowing him, it probably will.)

Or if he's fucking, would pull out and cum on your back and trace patterns in it.

Asmo just really loves playing with cum.

If you ride him, he'll tease and play with you in every spit possible, when he gets close he gets Soo whiny and start dirty talking like crazy.

Chants your name over and over when he does, most likely brings you to your end too.

Loves recording videos of you guys fucking, whether or not he posts them is up to you.

In the videos it's you moaning loudly while you hear him in the background, telling everyone how lewd you really are and the things you do when the camera isn't on you.

Occasionally, Satan will join the both of you, (I believe those two r the closest with each other) both degrade you like crazy and covers you in their cum.

At dinner they often whisper new things to do to you, with you on the other side blushing like crazy while the others are oblivious.

Beezlebub:

100% has a breeding/size kink.

Favorite position is prob full nelson or the siren.

Either way he has a grasp on you SOMEHOW.

Would be in the mix of gentle and rough, might ram into you and take it slow and steady the next.

Praise king, do not tell me anything different.

Constantly tells you how good you feel/look like while cumming into you. Loves watching it drip out like a cream puff or jelly donut. Satisfies his hunger in the quickest way.

If not in you, then on your thighs. He loves them since they look like little breads rolls and are soft like them. The warm feeling and softness makes go crazy.

Pants like a dog in heat when he's close, def would like your neck or face a few times, doesn't matter if it has food on it or not.

When he cums, he lets out a growl/roar and pulls you close to him while he finishes.

May or may not have made you something with his cum in it and watches you it. Totally didn't.

But if you do find out and don't mind, throat fucking becomes wayyy more common cause he loves watching you eat his cum.

Belphegor:

Handjobs are probably his favorite.

(didn't hear this from me, but I can see him having a hand kink.

Watches you while you jerk of his cock and compliments how pretty your hands look while doing so.

Breathy and whiny moans come from him as he holds your other hand and demands you to go faster.

Believe it or not, this would be a super intimate moment.

He cums with a series of whispered curses and squeezes your hand. Licks your hand and makes you watch as he does so.

Favorite position is reversed cowgirl/ side spoon. Anything that doesn't require him to much work is perfect for him.

Cums on your ass mostly, doesn't really like to cum inside unless he's feeling really possessive or too lazy to pull out.

When you beg him to cum inside, his only words for you are needy/filthy. Tell you to clean up your own mess while he finishes.

#mammon smut #lucifer smut #obey smut #obey me headcanons #obey me x chubby reader #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x female reader #satan x reader #beelzebub x reader #shall we date asmodeus #belphie x reader #beelzebub smut #asmodeus smut #satan smut #belphie smut #leviathan smut #leviathan x mc #belphegor smut

[keferon]

Being a giant alive robot in

The transformers world vs J decker world

LISTEN

No serious spoilers btw haha

J decker is so fun an silly BUT SOMETHING about their world building makes me feel things.

You see, if you are a Cybertronian you are alive. It's unquestioned. You have a free will. You have a soul. And the most important part - you and everyone are know about that. Most of the time at least.

But in the world of J decker?

These robots aren't aliens. They were created by humans. And - importantly - for humans. The have no more rights than fucking chat GPT.....

The show is like haha look funny robits silly humans and you have so much fun looking at them, yeah.

But then one of those robots making a mistake in front of a wrong human? Or slightly questionable behavior? Or expressing any basic sense of self preservation??? Like the DESIRE NOT TO DIE??

And humans are instantly like...

HOW DARE YOU TO BE SOMETHING MORE THAN A USEFUL TOOL??

You see. In the transformers shows - robots are basically friends with humans. Or enemies. They are equals.

In the Brave police j decker - they are ..like....slaves???

Sure, main characters lucky enough to have a human friends who cares about them. And those human friends treating them pretty well. Yes. But golden cage is still a fucking cage. They live to serve. And the moment they don't serve - they die.

Humans can torture them, brake them, erase or rewrite their whole memory. Humans can literally order them to go and die. Humans can do anything they want without any punishment because ~oh well~ these bots aren't people. They're shiny pretty tools. Police property.

My interest in this show is so ahhhhhhhhh

There's a character whose whole personality memory and identity people were going to completely erase. Simply because he had outlived his usefulness. He hadn't even done anything wrong.

There's also a character who isn't allowed to experience or show any negative emotions because his human master wants a perfect noble shiny hero without tiniest bit of evil thoughts. He absolutely can feel bad emotions. He's just not allowed to. Because they fucking...ordered him??

I don't know how this show ends yet. But I'm so fucking invested it's gggghhhhhhh,,,,,,,,

#brave police j decker #bpjd #i don't know #i just wanted to take these thoughts out of my brain #for history i guess haha #this is a greeeeat show

[hockeyboysimagines]

(forgot to write in the prompts before) but smut prompts 18 & 21 for Dunner?? like a jealous make-up sex scenario??

Hope you enjoy this!!!

“So what’s with you and Vince? Did you guys finally call it quits?”

You flinched a little at the mention of his name but nodded “Yeah we’re done. For real this time.”

It had been just over 2 months since you’d officially broken up and it was still a sensitive subject. You’d broken up over the phone just before he came home and now going into early July, you still hadn’t seen him.

And you were glad.

The last thing you wanted to do was see his stupid face, especially after the bitter breakup and the way things went down because you definitely were not over him. If anything, the last two months had been especially hard for you, but you were finally coming out of it the last week or so. You’d even started casually dating someone new, more as a distraction than anything but the guy was okay. He was no Vince, but he was decent and he’d been successfully keeping your mind off things.

Until 5 minutes ago.

There he was fucking up your night at the party you kind of knew he’d be at, but you still couldn’t believe he was 10 feet away.

“Ech” you downed your drink and tossed the cup in the trash turning to your friends “I’m leaving.”

“No come on-“

“No seriously. I don’t wanna see him.” You waved goodbye to your friends and made your way out of the house and outside, down the front walk to where you had parked.

“Hey.” You stopped and turned, annoyed to find Vince coming up behind you, half in shadow.

“What do you want?”

He chuckled and came to a stop in front of you “I miss you too.”

“Ha ha.” You sneered taking a step backwards towards your car “I don’t miss you. Do you need something or can I go?” You turned away from him but he caught your wrist.

“What’s your hurry? Off to see your new boyfriend?” You froze and turned slowly back to him as he nodded “Don’t play dumb. You had to know I was gonna find out about that. Since when?”

“He’s not my boyfriend. He’s just a guy.”

“Yeah just a guy.” He looked a little mad “We break up for a few months and already you’re fucking someone else? Guess I know where I stand.”

“You don’t know anything, and I’m not fucking anyone okay Vince?” You yanked your hand away, eyes blazing with anger “That’s your thing.”

“What did you say?” He leaned forward and frowned.

“I said, that’s your thing. I hear you’ve been in bed with every girl in town since you came home.”

“I haven’t been with any girls since I-“

“You know what Vince.” You said waving your hand to cut him off “Fucking save it okay. We’re done, it’s over now I’m leaving.”

You turned to your car but he spun you around, pressing you up against it. Your brain was screaming at you to push him away but you just couldn’t as he leaned in and pulled you into a very long heated kiss.

Stop stop stop stop

Your brain continued to yell, but it was no use. Before you knew it you were tangled up in the backseat of your SUV, with no pants on.

You reached out to grab on to something so Vince could pull your underwear down and missed the handle, fingers streaking down the foggy window. You fell forward catching yourself on the headrest instead as he pulled them over your ankles, pulling you down so you were on your back and ya king his own jeans down. He pulled one of your legs and pushed the other one away from it, stopping just before he pushed inside you. You picked up your head.

“What-what are you doing?”

“I’m going to fuck you until you forget that assholes name” he said lowly.

“Vince I-ahhhhhhhhh.”

You gasped out as he pushed in without warning before pulling out and doing it again “I’m going to ruin you” he whispered in your ear, tongue sliding over the skin of your neck.

You felt like you were going to explode as his pushes became almost too much but you never wanted him to stop. He was breathing heavily in your ear, breath hot on your skin, and a thin sheen of sweat had appeared on both of you as you started to feel a warm sensation between your legs and you closed your eyes. A blinding orgasm hit you both at the same time and you cried out as it surged through your body, nails gripping the skin of his shoulders.

“Jesus Christ.” He breathed out, breath ragged as he leaned his forehead against your chest. It was quiet a few moments as he pulled out and handed you your underwear. You sat there staring at him, clearing your throat before you spoke “As nice as this was I have a date later soooo….”

Vince whipped his head towards you and looked mad until you smiled and giggled a little.

“That’s not funny.” He said shaking his head.

“It was a little funny.”

“So about that guy anyways-“

“What guy?”

“The guy your dating. What’s his name?”

“No idea.” He was looking at you, small smile spreading across his face and leaned back a little smugly.

“Mission accomplished.”

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[okaylikesmomo]

Chapter 3: Worth It

Quick disclaimer since some readers might not have read my other work. This chapter has a LOT of smut. That is all.

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A loud slam echoes through your apartment as you pushed Chaewon against the wall as soon as the two of you entered. With her head tilted downwards slightly, she was staring at you with an expression overflowing with lust while taking in deep breaths. Her cheetah-like features and slight smirk made it look like she was about to pounce on you.

Then she did just that, slamming you against the other side of the hallway. Her lips attacked your mouth with complete disregard. While pressing her mouth against yours, her hands immediately began fumbling with the buckle of your pants. After undoing your pants, she swiftly slid both your pants and underwear down in one singular motion to your ankles; She was done wasting time.

She glares at you with her teeth clenched. “Fuck me until I can’t walk tomorrow,” she hissed while kicking off her shoes.

There was nothing you wanted to do more in the world than just that. You kicked off your shoes as well before flinging the clothes off your ankle and reaching down, picking up Chaewon’s petite body from her legs. You carried her deeper into your apartment while your mouth kissed all over her midriff as it was pressed against your face.

Once you were standing in front of your dining table, you dropped her onto it. There was another loud slam as her back hit the tabletop, and for a second you panicked thinking that you hurt her. It was pointless to worry, however, as “too rough” was not in Chaewon’s vocabulary tonight. As soon as her back hit the tabletop, she had already started to pull her sweatpants off.

The two seconds she would have taken to remove the pants was too long for you, so by pure instinct you grabbed them from her and ripped them off her legs. As she lay there in nothing but a crop top, some white panties, and her socks, your eyes went directly to her crotch. The wet spot from earlier had grown exponentially, and her cute pink folds were clearly visible through the soaked white garment. You hooked her panties with two fingers on one hand, pulling them to the side, and immediately plunged your middle finger from your other hand into her pussy.

Chaewon screamed. Loudly. She must not have expected you to be so sudden, but you had almost no ability to control yourself right now. Just as quickly as you entered her, you started to pump your finger in and out of her pussy slowly. Despite the initial shock, her face was now contorted in pleasure with her eyes shut tight. She was loving it, and you were obsessed with how tight she was. It was a workout, and the workout got much harder now that you added your ring finger to the mix.

“Yes baby,” she moans while her breaths match your movements. “Just. Like. That… don’t stop…”

If she wasn’t dripping wet, it would be impossible to move your fingers with how tight she was. You pushed your fingers into her until they reached the second knuckle and held them there for a second. Then you started to curl them, feeling around her insides, stimulating every nerve in her pussy.

“Ahhhhhhhhh,” she moans while craning her neck backwards, pressing the back of her head into the dining table.

Her legs started to twitch wildly as your fingers began moving back and forth again, but this time you were only moving about an inch or so. You kept your fingers deep inside her the entire time, relishing in her warmth and tightness. After finger-fucking until she went numb, you slowly withdrew both fingers in one, uniform motion.

You held your fingers above her stomach and watched as her sweet nectar dripped all over her abs; The curves of her core accepting the liquid like an irrigation system. You pressed your fingers down onto her core, letting her body push them up and down with every deep breath, and then started drawing patterns on her stomach.

Your two soaked fingers explored her body, and eventually your hand made its way down towards her holes again. You spread your fingers and slide them down her crotch, outlining her pussy but never touching it directly.

“Don’t fucking tease me,” she hisses, staring at you while propping herself up on her elbows.

You smirk as you bend down between her legs. You stick your tongue out in front of her glistening womanhood and very slowly slide it upwards towards her stomach, tasting every inch of her folds. Her entire body shivers violently in front of you and she gasps loudly. One of her thighs spasms, hitting you in the cheek, but you keep sliding up slowly.

“I said… don’t…” she tried but couldn’t finish her thought as you brought your hand to her pussy again and started rubbing circles around her clit.

Your tongue continued to slide up to her stomach, now tracing the same path your fingers followed around her muscular core. She moans out while falling back onto her back, unable to prop herself up anymore. You step around the side of the table and lift your mouth off her stomach, but you keep your hand’s motion going.

You bend down and place your lips on hers, letting her moans fill your mouth. She opens her eyes and stares at you while you deposit her own juices into her mouth with a kiss. You move your mouth down towards her neck and start planting more kisses on her clavicle.

She cries out and arches her back hard as she is now on the precipice of her orgasm. Your hand starts moving faster, keeping a consistent circular motion going while your mouth sucks on her neck. You couldn’t see it, but you could feel her whole body quivering.

It didn’t matter what pattern you did anymore, you just started rubbing her pussy as hard and fast as you could, pushing her to climax. You stood up straight while your hand worked, watching every movement she made. She released a high pitched squeal when her pussy released the first squirt of liquid. It flew across your apartment, drops of her juices squirting forcefully all over. You kept your hands in motion as she came. Her back was arching harder than you thought was humanly possible now, and her legs were uncontrollably vibrating.

She kept squirting, but the frequency started to slow down. Up down up down squirt, up down up down squirt. She was basically screaming as your hand moved back and forth across her pussy, invigorating the muscles in her lower body to spray all over. When she finally stopped jetting her nectar everywhere, you slowly slipped one finger back into her pussy.

She sobbed in pleasure as you very slowly slid back and forth inside her. She was so warm, and you could feel the insides of her pussy buzzing still as they burned your finger. After just a few soft thrusts, you removed your finger and her pussy released a final little gush onto the edge of the table, the pool of liquid slowly dripping onto the floor.

Chaewon turns her head to look at you, her eyes soaked from the intensity of her orgasm. “That was… worth… the wait…” she pants.

You bring the hand that wasn’t covered in her juices up to her face and wipe her eyes with your thumb. “You don’t think we’re done yet, do you?” you ask in a deep, sultry voice.

She starts to control her breathing. “What do you mean? We haven’t even started,” she whispers while reaching her hand over to your cock. She was a bit uncoordinated, probably still recovering from the mind-numbing orgasm she just had.

You push her wrist back and start walking back around the table until you are between her legs. “No need to waste time, I’ve waited way too long for this.”

The realization that you were about to fuck her must have revitalized her body since she swiftly lifted herself up with just her ab muscles so that she was sitting at the edge of the table with her legs spread around you. She put her hands on your shoulders, using them as support while you brought your rock-hard cock to her entrance. You lifted your shaft up and then let gravity slap it against her pussy. She gasps sharply, her body still extraordinarily sensitive. You slide your length up and down her folds, coating it in the excess of her wetness.

She didn’t want to wait longer, and you couldn’t wait longer. You brought your tip to her entrance and slowly started to push your tip inside her tight, drenched pussy. You stared as her lips spread for you, making room for your cock, expanding and conforming to your exact shape. The deeper you pushed, the harder her fingers pressed into your shoulders.

When you were about three quarters of the way inside her pussy, you paused and looked up at her. She had her eyes shut tight, her teeth clenched, and her breaths were like shivers as she got adjusted to your size. She was unbelievably tight, but you knew that she always took your cock like a champ.

“Chae Chae?”

She shakes her head, her eyes still shut tight. “Don’t talk,” she says breathily. “Just fuck me.”

All at the same time, you put your hands behind her back for support, you shove your lips against hers, and you push your cock all the way inside her. She lets out an intense but muffled scream into your mouth. You gave her just a second to get comfortable before you started to move your hips back and forth into her.

She was tight.

Her natural lube was your saving grace as your cock would have been stuck inside her forever otherwise. You moved in a smooth rhythm, a stark contrast to the extreme work your hand did just a couple of minutes ago. You wanted to bring her back up slowly, and based on her breathing it was working.

She was completely calm now, no more screams, just breathing, hard, into your mouth. Your hips went in and out of her pussy over and over and over and over. The tightness of her body was the best feeling in the world, and the taste of her mouth somehow made it even better. You kept one hand on the back of her neck while the other one slid down to her lower back, helping her stay upright.

The slow, methodical, loving style of thrusting was phenomenal, you could do this for the rest of your life, but as her breathing started to elevate, your animalistic instincts started to kick in. You moved your face back and Chaewon instinctually moved forward trying to continue the kiss. She opened her eyes finally and started smirking at you. She knew what was coming.

“Which wall?” she asks while her body recoils to every thrust of your hips.

You stop thrusting for a moment and rip your shirt off. “Not a wall.”

She tilts her head while staring at you, confused.

While still attached to her tight pussy by your cock, you pick her up off the table. She lets out a loud giggle in surprise before her hands move from your shoulders and wrap around your back, holding onto you for support. You walked over towards the glass door that led to your balcony and pushed her back against it.

She gasps, her open mouth smiling slightly while she stares at you in excitement. You slide your hands down to her ass so that you can hold her up properly while you lean forward, pressing her back completely against the glass so that anyone looking at your apartment could see the bare ass of Le Sserafim’s Chaewon.

“Won’t it break?”

You thrust your hips once into her body, hard. “I don’t care.”

She gasps sharply in pleasure again, and you start pumping her pussy. There was a slight rattle of the door every time your cock slammed into her, but you could barely hear it over her screams. She has lost control of herself again, and is now being very vocal. You slam into her again and again, feeling her pussy start leaking again.

This new position was exhausting, but your fatigue was erased by her screams and moans. Her voice was a beautiful contrast to the sound of your flesh slapping against her wetness. Every time your hips went forward, her entire body shook violently, and you could feel her pussy spraying juices all over your thighs.

You knew you couldn’t go for too much longer while holding her up, despite her being so light. Luckily after only a couple of minutes, Chaewon’s pussy suddenly started to burn up like an oven; It came out of nowhere, no gradual build up like last time. Her moans were immediately replaced by a high pitched scream as her pussy started gushing all over your cock. You felt her grip on your shoulders completely fail, her sweat-covered back slowly sliding down the glass window.

You put her down, her arms wrapped around your shoulders now for support while her body convulsed in pleasure. You just stood there, letting her cum freely onto the floor beneath her, providing the stability she needed to prevent her from crumpling to the floor. She pressed her face into your chest and moaned into your skin.

“You… you…” she pants before giving up.

You couldn’t help but laugh as you rubbed her lower back, feeling the slickness of her sweat. “Take all the time you need, we have all night,” you whisper before kissing the top of her head.

It wasn’t your intent, but she took it as a challenge. Pushing down on your shoulders, she lifts herself up and stands up straight. “I don’t need time,” she says with conviction, seductively gazing into your eyes. She takes a step back before quickly doing a little hop and scrunching up her face in discomfort. She stood there like a statue for a second, eyes shut.

You look down and burst out laughing. You saw she had stepped in a small puddle of her own mess and her sock was soaked.

“Shut up,” she says while angrily giggling and taking her socks off. “Just come fuck me again.”

You take a step towards her while stifling your own laughter. You could see her legs still trembling slightly even though she was standing up on her own. “If that’s what you want,” you say as you grab her ass.

She moves her mouth right in front of yours. “Yeah, that’s what I want,” she whispers.

Using her ass like a steering wheel, you turn her sideways and push down on her back so that she’s bent over the back of your sofa. With her ass sticking up, you crouch down behind her and place your hands on both of her ass cheeks. You spread them apart, feasting on the view of her dripping pussy. It was impressive how much this girl could release.

You stick your face forward and put her pussy in your mouth. You suck on her private bits the way you would suck on a slice of an orange. The tangy taste of her juices coating your mouth while her soft moans filled your ears. You give her one last, drawn-out kiss on her entrance before standing up behind her.

Chaewon looks back over her shoulder. “As hard as you want it,” she states. Her expression screamed that she meant it, and also that she could take it.

You grab the base of your cock and press your tip against her entrance. Then you place both your hands on her hips and press firmly into her pussy. She inhales sharply. You start moving your hips back and forth, making her ass ripple every time your thighs hit. She was still tight, but it was effortless thanks to all of her natural lube.

You pull your hips back as far as they can go while still being inside Chaewon’s pussy, and then you slam forward as hard as your body would allow. She screams your name out in pleasure. You pull back and do it again. This time she lets out a loud “Ah” before you pump her again.

You kept the motion, slow and hard. Your cock was throbbing at this point, all the built up pressure had you ready to explode. It was time, you started pumping her with the same power but a much quicker pace. Your hands squeezed her hips hard while your eyes were locked onto the sight of your cock disappearing inside of Chaewon’s pussy over and over. She had lifted her legs up and was balancing with her stomach on the backrest of the sofa while you plowed her.

“FILL ME UP!” she screams. “Please!”

It was the “please” that got you. You didn’t just get pushed over the edge, you flew over the edge at the sound of that. You pumped her as hard and fast as you could while your cock started exploding white goo deep inside her pussy. You could barely hear the moans as all your senses were being numbed by your climax.

You didn’t know what day it was. You didn’t even know your own name. All you knew was every single drop of cum that your body was willing to give was flying into Chaewon’s pussy. Your cock wouldn’t stop pulsing. It got to the point where you pushed yourself as deep as you could go inside her and just held yourself there while your cock throbbed your load inside her.

Eventually, by some act of god, your cock started to calm down. When you finally felt yourself finish pumping, you slowly withdrew yourself. Your body was spent, and you quickly found yourself sitting on the floor with your face level with Chaewon’s pussy. You watched as glob after glob of your seed dripped out of her lips, either plopping to the floor or sliding down the inside of her thighs.

“Holy shit,” you pant. You knew there was a lot based on how much you filled her up, but you were in shock at just how much cum was dripping out. “We should… get… cleaned up…��� you say between breaths.

Chaewon lets out a long moan while reaching between her legs and rubbing her pussy. You thought all your sperm had leaked out, but when she touched her lips another fresh glob spilled to the ground.

“Yeah,” she giggles. “I feel a bit messy.”

You muster up the strength to stand back up. You help Chaewon stand up straight as she turns around to face you.

“Was it worth the wait?” she asks with a twinkle in her eyes.

You lean down and tilt your head to kiss her passionately on the lips.

“Definitely.”

The two of you walk to your bedroom. You could feel your legs giving way, so you quickly sat down on the edge of your bed.

“Tired?” Chaewon giggles while removing her top. Her cute tits finally freed from the crop top she was wearing.

“I guess I didn’t really feel it while we were… you know,” you answer while staring at her fully nude body.

She gives you a look and shakes her head. “After all that, why is your body still ready to go?” she asks while gesturing to your crotch.

You look down to see your cock standing up straight, completely drenched in a mixture of your cum and Chaewon’s juices. You lean back on the bed laughing and close your eyes, resting for a second. “You’re standing there naked in front of me and wondering why I’m hard.”

There was no response, and after a couple of seconds you opened your eyes. Just as you opened them, you felt a sensation run all the way up your spine, making you lurch forward into a sitting position.

“Ch-chae chae please,” you gasp while watching the adorable girl fill her mouth with your cock. “You don’t-”

She puts a finger against your lips. She slides her lips up your cock, towards the tip, and holds her head steady. Her tongue starts licking all over your tip, and you felt a little bit of your cum leak out. She releases your cock gently, letting her lips slide off slowly.

“You worked so hard,” she says casually while using her hands to toy with your balls. “Now it’s my turn to work hard.”

“You really don’t ha-”

“Shut up,” she hisses. “If you don’t stop talking, I’m going to shove my cum-soaked sock in your mouth.” She starts slowly and gently pumping your cock with one hand while her other hand pushes on your chest, making you lay back down. She gets up off her knees and straddles your lower body, lining her pussy up with your cock. “Do you really want me to stop?” she asks softly while staring into your eyes.

Without speaking, you shake your head.

She smiles warmly at you before letting her body slowly fall onto your cock. The two of you exhale slowly in unison while she lowers her body until she is all the way down to your base. She leans forward and places her hands on your chest, her arms pushing her tits together in front of you.

With the utmost control, she starts moving her hips up and down on your cock slowly. She somehow kept the rest of her body still while only her hips were moving. All those years of dance practice gave her impeccable body control. She starts adding a forward and backwards motion to her riding, now stimulating your cock in multiple ways.

You couldn’t help but moan as you lay there, never breaking eye contact with the adorable and sexy Kim Chaewon. Her gaze was making you lose your mind. Despite having such an intense orgasm just a couple of minutes ago, you already felt your body accepting what was to come.

Chaewon pauses her movements for a second and reaches down to grab your hands. She places them on her hips before returning to the same position as before, squeezing her tits together a bit harder. Then she returned to her hip movement, but now she was really showing off. She had started to swirl her hips in circles, somehow keeping a rhythm while doing this new move.

Kpop idols were special was the last thought that went through your mind before you fell into a trance. A trance of pure addiction for Chaewon’s body. Sensations took over, you were just there for the ride at this point, having no control over anything. You couldn’t make her stop even if you wanted to at this point.

Your heart rate was higher than ever tonight and your breathing was starting to match it. While Chaewon kept spinning her hips on your throbbing manhood, you started to feel her get tighter. The tighter she got, the closer you got, until the point when her pussy started to squeeze down.

Pleasure started to overwhelm Chaewon, but despite that she managed to continue riding your cock at the same pace. She also managed to keep eye contact, her gaze never once left your face. As her pussy squeezed down on your cock, you also felt your orgasm coming.

You let it happen, there was no attempt to delay or to force it, you just let your body react naturally to whatever Chaewon’s body was doing. This time, as your cock started to pulse, it was different. You weren’t just filling her up, you were painting a beautiful mural inside her. Your pumps were matching her movements, propelling your cum into her pussy not with force, but with love.

It was probably the most tender orgasm you have ever had with Chaewon before. Your cock calmed down naturally, without any struggle. You let your hands slide off her hips and fall onto the bed. Just as your hands hit the mattress, Chaewon fell forward onto your body. She planted the most tender and soft kiss imaginable on your lips before staring into your eyes.

“You finished right?” she asked while trying to catch her breath.

You smile up at her. “I did.” “Thank fucking God,” she pants. “I don’t think I could have lasted any longer,” she gasps before collapsing on your body, winding you slightly as her face lands on your chest.

“I love you,” she whispers quietly.

You kiss the top of her head. “I love you, too.”

She breathes softly against your body while you rub her back.

“Ready to go again?” she asks.

Your hand freezes.

“A-Are you serious?”

She starts giggling before standing up and walking to the bathroom.

–

While Chaewon showered, you got dinner ready. Luckily, none of it was going to take too long since you already prepped everything earlier in the day. While the water boiled, you quickly wiped down the dining table. After plating a few side dishes, you return to the kitchen to finish up the kimchi-jjigae and start cooking the meat. Right when you’re finishing up, Chaewon comes down the stairs wearing one of your sweaters and nothing else. It was just big enough to cover her, but small enough to expose her legs entirely.

“Wow it smells so good,” she remarks. She looks around the room and her cheeks turn bright red. “Did I…”

You bring the pot over and set it on the table before pulling Chaewon into a hug. “Don’t worry, I’ll clean it up later.”

She was still blushing as she sat down at the table. “Sorry, I can help clean up.”

“Sweetheart, dinner first, worry about other stuff later.”

She nods cutely and her expression changes to excitement as she observes all the food in front of her. “This looks amazing, we haven’t had many home-cooked meals lately.”

You smile at her. “Well, then start eating.”

The two of you finished eating in relative silence. It seemed both of you needed the energy back after your session. Chaewon was checking her phone.

“Looks like they wanna go swimming tomorrow,” she says while dipping a spoonful of rice into her stew. “You’re coming right?”

“Sure, it should be fun,” you answer. “Hey, I wanted to tell you something.”

She looks up from her phone with a curious expression, her mouth full of rice. “Hm?”

“Last night, Sakura and I…”

She squints her eyes a bit, but doesn’t say anything.

“Actually, nevermind, it’s nothing.”

Chaewon grabs your hand. “Sakura and you what?” she asks directly.

You squeeze her hand back. “Really, nothing happened. We were just talking a bit, that’s all.”

She lets go of your hand and crosses her arms. “Why did you feel the need to specially mention that the two of you were talking? You guys talk all the time.”

You look down at your bowl, twiddling with your spoon.

“I trust you, but I just want you to be honest with me. If something happened, you can tell me, I won’t hold it against you as long as you tell me.”

You look up at her. She looked like she was on the verge of crying. “Alright, it’s just we were talking and I was sorta reminded of our past. Nothing happened though, I just… I just thought I should let you know.”

“Do you love me?”

“Yes, of course I do,” you reply immediately, slightly taken aback by her sudden question.

“Do you promise you’re telling me the truth when you say nothing happened?”

“Yes, I promise.”

She sighs. “Then there is absolutely nothing you need to be worried about. I trust you, why would you ever feel like you needed to hide something like this?”

“I just… I don’t know.”

She smiles softly at you. “You’re allowed to still have feelings for her, I can’t tell you how you should or shouldn’t feel, but if you do start having feelings for her you have to tell me.”

You nod understandingly as you watch her pick up a piece of meat.

“When you said you don’t mind if I fool around with the other members, is that still an option?” you ask.

She stops chewing and stares at you for a second before continuing her chewing. She finishes the bite before answering.

“Yeah.”

“Is… Sakura included?” you ask hesitantly.

Her face was unreadable right now.

“Yeah.”

“I see, I was just curious.”

She lets out a sigh of relief. “I’m not joking when I say you can fool around, but I would have been a little bit upset if you asked right now after what we just did.”

“Wait, really? I was going to drop you off at home and bring Kazuha back here though.”

She hits your arm. “Yah! That’s not funny!”

--

A/N:

Whew this update came out like a day after the last one? Gotta say this comeback has me on a real Le Sserafim high. Thank you so much to the people leaving comments (I see you Sakura curious people). The story is most likely going to get very, very spicy soon. Just wanna say, I love the group and all the members, I am sorry if any sad moments happen in this story, it's all for fun!

#kpop smut #smut #fluff #chaewon #fanfiction #le sserafim smut #le sserafim #kazuha #chaewon smut #sakura #yunjin #eunchae

[moonyinpisces]

finished ch 11 and now it's just permanently lodged in my brain... especially this scene so i had to draw something ahhh

AHHHHHHHHH BENTLEY SEX BENTLEY SEX BENTLEY SEX!!!!!!!!

i’m so so so obsessed with this, thank you!! that’s them that’s literally them!! ive been staring at this for 5 hours now. i am not going to be able to get work done today because all i’m going to care about is this art of them fucking pathetic style in the bentley. my crops are watered and the light has been turned ON

#AHHHHHHEUCIEKFKKEKFKEKKCKEKKCKRKFEKKEKXKKDE IM SO BLESSED #no pressure but again throwing this out there #i don’t like linking fanart from asks as i like to put it in the fan artists hands #and link directly to their account for further traffic to their blog #so i won’t link to this from the fic #but if anyone WANTS their art permanently attached to the fic - make a post and tag me! #which means if you want to send me art without fear that it’ll be posted somewhere - tumblr asks continue to be best for that! #in either case i appreciate this so much no matter what!!!! #hdwtotl

[wordstome]

your brain holds so many scrumptious thoughts and ideas I absolutely adore reading anything you have to say.

that being said, König and his relationship to god and religion, discuss plz

hold for a second.

I'm standing outside your house with a baseball bat, because what do you MEANNNNNN dumb shit. I won't have you speak that way about these ideas that I like so much!!!

Alright then rolls sleeves let's get into it.

To be totally honest with you, Alexander (my König) just doesn't really think about religion at all. He grew up Catholic, but his family was never really that devout, so to him being Catholic is just something he puts down when forms ask him for religious affiliation. However, since I love some good religious guilt in my men, let's crank his Catholicism up to max.

...sorry, I got distracted by the idea of König in a preacher's collar. Can you imagine a little König in a Catholic schoolboy uniform? Ahhhhhhhhh the aesthetic of Catholicism. So much better than the actual religion. Anyway, do you remember that post "this character believes himself abandoned by God?" I think that's the essence of König's relationship with God. I don't know if you guys remember, but being a kid/teen SUCKS, y'all. I can easily see König going through childhood bullying and adopting a "if God exists, he will have to answer to me" attitude. Later in life I can absolutely see this merging with his anxiety coping mechanism, which is his emphasized confidence and arrogance. I don't think he develops a god complex necessarily, but something adjacent to it. It's actually quite well described in @kaiasdevotion's fic Break My Mind, specifically in chapter 6:

"Frankly, it makes no sense to him. He's killed many, butchered plenty, and murdered countless. Most die quietly, and some die bravely. One bunch dies with honor, a fucking joke of duty they pretend to hold onto. The other bunch, however, dies praying. To a god, to a higher power, to whoever strained voices can reach. But why? Why ask for mercy? Who are you asking? God? But it's him that's holding the weapon, is it not? Is it not König who has burning metal pushed down a bleeding tongue?"

(Kaia, you're brilliant.)

König definitely thinks faith is wasted on God, but true to his upbringing and his anxiety, he has a bad, bad, sense of Catholic guilt. If he felt like a dirty old pervert jerking off to your panties before, he feels even worse about it when his Catholic guilt kicks in. He's kind of absorbed a lot of those ideals about purity and sin, but rather than him caring about his own immortal soul or whatever (he's already done enough shit to constitute being sent to hell, and honestly, sometimes he thinks he's already in hell, so who gives a shit?) he worries about tainting you. As if his own existence in proximity to yours, his unquenchable hunger for your touch will corrupt your very being. He definitely beats himself up for that, but he's also got that demon in him, so it's certainly not going to stop him if you reciprocate.

And speaking of you, I can very easily see König doing the whole Hozier thing where his lover becomes his god. He will worship you, pray to you, and devote his life to you if you let him. The Take Me to Church parallels are obvious: "The only heaven I'll be sent to is when I'm alone with you [...] I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies // I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife // Offer me that deathless death // good God let me give you my life" I think König eventually detaches sinfulness from sexuality, and in fact associates it with virtue. The act of pleasuring his partner is like worship. And it’s a lot more fun than Mass, that’s for sure.

That serves as our segue into Foreigner’s God. Especially observant OGs may have noticed that I used some lyrics from Foreigner’s God as the title of a chapter of Shrike, because it just fit so well. But Foreigner’s God is sooo König (honestly reminds me of @kneelingshadowsalome Fatum Nos Iungebit König)

“She moved with shameless wonder // The perfect creature rarely seen” is just the way König thinks of his lover, very reverent. “Wondering who I copy // Mustering some tender charm” I do think König can and does learn to be charming, but it’s definitely something he learns with age and experience, and it’s still easy for him to be caught off guard and become awkward again when talking to a lady. This is kind of emblematic of his insecurities regarding the way he talks to people.

“She feels no control of her body // She feels no safety in my arms” You could take this line down a very dark yandere path, but for a softer König I tend to interpret it as projecting his own anxiety onto his lover: he’s always going to be some big, (sometimes far older) pervert who doesn’t know how to act or put them at ease with words. He worries that when his lover is with him, it’s always because he’s forced them in some way, and they don’t truly like him or feel safe with him.

“I've no language left to say it // But all I do is quake to her // Breaking if I try convey it // The broken love I make to her” sort of a continuation of both of the above. He finds himself awkward and stoic and not charming at all, but he loves his partner, and he thinks the easiest way for him to convey that is making love to them. Which admittedly he tends to be good at, if not with experience then sheer dedication (his size doesn’t hurt of course).

“Screaming the name of a foreigner’s god” While of course this works for a lover who isn’t Austrian/doesn’t speak German, I think König has definitely felt like a perpetual foreigner, othered by society at several points in his life. His lover is his god. He may be unworthy of them, but he will always be devoted. That’s his own sort of religious fanaticism. It’s like this quote by John Keats, which serves as my tl;dr for this entire post tbh:

“I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion—

I have shuddered at it,

I shudder no more.

I could be martyred for my religion.

Love is my religion

and I could die for that.

I could die for you.”

and that’s Königcore as hell.

#thanks for giving me an opportunity to truly go off my rocker writing #i love writing essays about my little fictional men :) #melancholic-thing #könig #konig #könig cod #konig cod #cod #call of duty #cod mw2 #mw2 #answered #könig headcanons

[belliesandburps]

For the prompts: LEONA.

Burping in public

(grunts and hits his athletic chest) "Ugh...hate when they get stuck like that..."

"Mph...heartburn...(rubs his chest as a longer burp erupts out of him and leaves him huffing)...guhhh...pain in my ass..."

(casually picks his teeth) "Tch, hope you ain't expectin' an 'excuse me' or some crap..."

(licks his fangs) "Heh, still has a spicy aftertaste..."

"Ahhh...the hell're you lookin' at?"

"What? Never heard a burp before? Tch, prudish-ass herbivores..."

"Tch, see? THAT'S how it's done, you dumbasses. Now go do your stupidass burpin' contest somewhere else so I can nap or I'll eat every one'uh you..."

Post-Stuffing Burp

"Gruuuooohhhh, man...(caresses his bulging gut)...that felt good..."

"Ahhhh... (gives his big, churning belly a resounding SLAP)...how's THAT for a lion's roar?"

"Ohhh man...BWWWUUUUURRRRRP!!!! AAAAAAAUUUUURRRRRRAAAAAAAAPH!!!!!!!!! Ahhhhh, FINALLY...(pats his belly heavily)...that one was stuck forever..."

"Guhhhh, that was a big one...mph, herbivore...c'mere'n rub your king's belly, or I'll swallow ya whole...and don't think I won't. I just made a TON'uh room after that monster..."

"Damn, I'm gonna burst...(rubs his big, burbling belly with both hands and lazily lets out another long, throaty burp)"

Nauseous Burps

"Urrrrgh...man, my belly's killin' me...(rubs his stomach firmly as a painful burp erupts out of him)"

"Mph...(clutches his stomach tightly and pushes a fist against his mouth)...that one didn't feel great..."

(rubbing his belly as it gurgles aggressively) "Ugh...feel like I'm gonna puke...uuuuUUUOOOoooorrrph...oOOoohhhhhh fuck..."

(grips his knees and hunches forward) "...Grruuuooohhh, I...(grimaces before letting out another thick belch, followed by a much wetter one right after that)...ffffffuuuuuuuck...there's so much more in my gut...(pats his belly firmly as it bubbles in response...knocking loose an even bigger burp that gurgles heavily at the end and makes him clutch his mouth nauseously)"

Kink-Tease Burps

"Ahhhhh...(blows his gas in your face)...heh, y'like that, Pervivore?"

"Heh, keep rubbin' and I'll give ya a REAL good one..."

"Tch, stupid herbivore'n your lame-ass fetish...you have any idea how much more fun this could be if you humans weren't so tame?"

(slowly rubs his bare stomach) "Mmmmm...lot more where that came from, Herbivore...give it a lil push...(guides your hand right above his bellybutton and presses your hand down against his warm belly...before expelling a HUGE belch right in your face)"

"Haaaahhhh...(sniffs the air and smirks)...heh, that monster got'cha all hot'n bothered, did it?"

"Heh, better get used to that smell, Herbivore...(pins you down and licks his lips)...cuz where yer goin'...it ain't gonna get much better.."

(palms his gut firmly) "Mph...that ain't all of it...(sucks in a deep breath, and immediately expels a large belch, then takes another short breath and burps aggressively again, before taking in several gulps of air, grabbing you by the chin, and expelling the biggest, longest belch he can muster RIGHT in your face for a good seven seconds straight) Ahhhhhhhhh...hehehe...yer welcome, ya lil freak..."

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