#Please don't feel the pressure to do this if you don't want to

[frenchkisstheabyss]

♡Ｇｏｏｄ Ｆｏｒｍ♡

♡ Pairing: boyfriend!yunho x chubby!fem!reader x best friend!mingi

♡ Genre: smut/a lil dash of fluff

♡ Summary: When you decide to have some late night fun with your boyfriend in the kitchen, the furthest thing from your mind is that your best friend might walk in and see you but when he does you're both more than happy to have him there.

♡ Word Count: 3k-ish

♡ Warnings: Yunho gives dom vibes. Mingi's a bit shy at first. Threesome (the boys don't touch each other though). They have a real thing for your chubby body. They're overall obsessed w/ you truly. Unprotected sex. Creampie. Oral sex (f & m receiving/heavy on the f receiving). Fingering. Multiple orgasms. Nipple play. Tit sucking. Hair pulling. Nibbling. Ass slapping. Overstimulation. Cum swallowing. Cum swapping. Squirting. A lil edging. Clit slapping. I use the word "pussy" cause I'm not a "cunt" gal. Lots of bodily fluids. Pet names (baby, angel)

♡ A/N: I've been writing a lot of really thoughtful, emotional pieces lately and this...is totally not one of them. It has it's moments but really it's 3k words of filth. I'm for sure gonna do a part 2 because I feel like I can do more with this but for now enjoy your hot girl moment, babes. You deserve it.

You'll never grow tired of this sound...

Yunho slurping down your juices, his soft lips pursed around your clit. Every decadent, unpredictable stroke of his tongue makes your thighs tremble. Three long, dexterous fingers pump in and out of your core drowning you in pleasure.

Yunho had sincerely wandered into the kitchen for a midnight snack when he stumbled upon you here. Bent over in the fridge with your deliciously plush ass peeking from the bottom of your red lace panties, you instantly became the only thing his taste buds craved.

You had your hand on an ice cold bottle of water when you felt two strong hands spreading your thighs apart. “Up a little late aren’t you?” he teased, stroking your slit through the barely there material. Your breath hitched, the cool air from the refrigerator the only thing to ease the heat consuming your body. “I couldn’t sleep and I—mmm—I just wanted—ah.”

Yunho tucked your panties to the side, sinking his middle finger into you. You were already so needy and wet, so easily turned on at the slightest bit of attention from him, that he could've never stopped there. “Just wanted what, baby?” he whispered, dropping to his knees, “Tell me what you want.” It tickled when you felt his lips brush against your skin, leading a trail of kisses around the curve of your ass and down your thighs.

“Yunie, I can’t—fuck, I can’t think” you moaned, holding onto one of the shelves to keep your legs from giving out. “Aww, baby” he smiled, slapping your ass hard enough to make it jiggle, “You don’t have to.”

Yunho knows where your sweet spot is. How to rotate his wrist and curl his finger at the perfect angle to make your body surrender to him. He had you wrapped around his finger—clenching—literally. You were dripping by the time he slipped your panties down to drink from you like the sweetest fountain. He made sure you came twice before he lifted you onto the counter and spread your aching legs open to taste you more.

Backed into a corner, one foot up on each side of the counter, you’re completely at his mercy and this is exactly where you want to be. Nibbling at your bottom lip, you stare down at him with those beautifully glossy eyes of yours.

Yunho tilts his head up to meet your gaze, fluffy dark brown hair framing his face, and it’s obvious he’s as blissed out as you are. He suckles at your clit as he pulls back just enough for you to see your sensitive bud twitching in response to him. Without warning he buries his face between your legs, humming with pleasure as he completely devours you.

You throw your head back, stars illuminating your vision. “Yunie, please don’t stop” you beg, fingers tangling in his hair as he wrecks you in the best way. Just when the pressure inside of you reaches its peak, your pussy ready to turn into a waterfall, you notice a figure standing in the doorway.

Mingi? Fuck. You’ve been so swept up in the moment, blinded by lust, that you completely forgot Mingi was staying over tonight.

It’s coming up on 4 years since you met Yunho and Mingi in a cramped club your friend’s band was playing at. The crowd that night was completely out of control. A swirling pit of drunks in desperate need of therapy. Just trying to get to the bathroom was a death wish. Yunho and Mingi didn’t have to step in to protect you but they did and they have ever since.

It never occurred to you to ask why they helped you. You saw it in the way they watched you at the restaurant after, like you were some shiny new toy they had acquired. Only Mingi treated you like a collector’s item, too delicate to take off of the shelf. He thought it better to admire you, imagine what it’d be like to play with you, but could never get the courage to do it.

Yunho, on the other hand, wasted no time taking you out of the box. Everything about you was too alluring for him to deny. His hunger for you then was as intense as it is now and he needed to indulge or he’d regret it for the rest of his life. Mingi hides it well, at least he thinks he does, but he regrets it. He wishes you knew how badly he wants you to be his in every sense of the word. Could you even fathom the things he’d do to trade places with his best friend right now?

Mingi knows that he should turn around—go back to the guest room, pretend nothing ever happened—but he’s too hypnotized by you to do it. “Hi, Mmm-Mingi” you giggle, noticing the thick bulge in his sweatpants. Mingi follows your gaze down to a cock hard enough to split you in two. You smile at him like you’d love to see him try it. You would. “Yunie,” you coo, tapping him on the back of the neck, “We have company.”

Yunho doesn’t register it at first, too intoxicated by your pussy to process anything that comes out of your mouth as coherent language. Mingi’s eyes widen and you can almost hear the gears turning in his head. He’s scared out of his mind and insanely horny, a combination of things he’s never felt before and has no clue what to do with. Yunho’s motions slow as he deprives you of his tongue. His fingers slide out of you, soaked in your arousal.

“Company?” he asks, rising to his feet, lips dripping wet.

You nod, pointing to Mingi, “I think we woke him up.”

Yunho lets out a low, playful chuckle, turning only halfway to greet his best friend. “Fuck,” Mingi mumbles, frantically scanning the kitchen for something else to look at. “I wasn’t looking! I swear! I came to grab my…” Spotting the spice rack beside him, he blindly grabs the first thing he sees. “Chili pepper flakes? Yeah, they’re so good for a late night snack, you know?”

Unconvinced but amused by his attempt, Yunho turns back to face you. He lures you into a kiss, sharing with you the delightfulness of your taste. He rests the back of his hand against your core, knuckles grazing your clit just enough to keep you on edge. “Can I share?” he asks between the feverish clashing of your tongues. “Mmmhmm” you gasp, your back arching at the return of his touch. Yunho shakes his head, hands riding your curves up to where your nipples poke through your shirt.

He takes your supple breast into his hand, massaging it as he rolls your nipple between his fingertips. “Baby, that won’t do. I need to hear you say it this time. Tell me what you want.” You tilt your head to the side, taking in the tall, handsome blonde watching you. “You can share me, Yunie” you whisper, breath tickling the side of his neck, “I want it.” He pinches your nipple, locking his other arm around your waist, “Aah, good girl. That wasn’t so hard was it? Now hold onto me.”

You do as you’re told and cling to him in time to be lifted from the smooth marble counter. Yunho kisses you once more as he spins you around. A dizzying transition that ends in you draped across the kitchen table. “Are you joining or are you just gonna watch?” Yunho asks Mingi, too distracted with the cute squishy belly poking from the bottom your shirt to actually face him.

Mingi can hear his heart thumping its way out of his chest. He has to be hearing things. “Oh, I—you can’t be—are you s…” he stutters, squeezing the life out of that poor bottle of chili pepper flakes. Yunho nibbles at your exposed belly before turning to confront the confusion on Mingi’s face, “Serious? Yes. I’m serious. I know you’ve always wanted her so…come get her.”

Mingi hesitates, still unsure if it’s a trick or not. The chance that Yunho will murder him if he actually tries seems higher than this not being a fever dream. Shifting to get more comfortable on the table, you hold your hand out to Mingi, your body calling to him like a siren beckons sailors to their doom. It’s enough to make him drop everything, to abandon all these years of pretending.

Mingi carefully makes his way over to you, taking your hand in his. You’re beautiful at any angle but there’s something about this one—you staring up at him from the filthiest position with the most innocent eyes—that really gets him.

It’s the perfect angle for you too, one your boyfriend knows you’ve fantasized about. These two broad shouldered angels looming over you, bathing you in their admiration. “Kiss me” you whisper, palming Mingi’s cock through his thick sweatpants. Mingi grunts at the euphoric release of tension as his lips latch onto yours, his kiss ravenous and sloppy. His platinum hair falls into your face, immersing you in the crisp floral scent of his shampoo.

Yunho watches as Mingi snatches your shirt up, taking his time to enjoy how your tits bounce when they pop free. Pushing your legs back, Yunho drags his fingers between your lips to pull back the hood of your clit. He flicks his thumb up and down, smiling as you arch and wiggle beneath him. Mingi sneaks a glimpse down at Yunho, breaking the kiss to hear your moans. For the first time he doesn’t have to listen through the walls, you’re making all those sinful noises right before his eyes and it’s glorious to behold.

“You’re so cute” Mingi says, cupping your fluffy cheeks. “You—ah—think so?” you ask, tucking a finger into the waist of his sweatpants. You slip your hand inside, taking as much of him into your hand as you can. Mingi pulls them down for you and you audibly gasp at the gorgeous cock that springs free. You glide up and down, circling the head with your thumb. Mingi cups one of your breasts, kneading the plush flesh as drags his tongue down to your nipple. “Mmhmm” he hums, stuffing his mouth full of you, “So fucking cute.” 

You lay there breathless—trying to talk your trembling body down from your next orgasm—when you feel the throbbing head of Yunho’s cock rub up and down your entrance. “You ready for me, baby?” he asks, raising your legs up to balance your ankles on his shoulders. When he does it presses him into you a little bit further and you cry out, raising your hips for more. “Mmm—ready for you Yunie.” Yunho snaps his hips, bottoming out in one thrust that sends electricity dancing through your body.

A soft tug brings Mingi in close enough that you can turn and lick the precum leaking from the tip of his cock. “Fuck, that feels so good” he moans, rising to push deeper into your throat. Your tongue curls on the underside of his cock, the textured roof of your mouth dragging along it as he fucks your throat.

This is what they’ve wanted since the night you met. What you’ve wanted too. It’s so satisfying, like scratching an itch you never could quite reach, to let them take you together. Their hands glide across your velvet smooth skin, exploring every inch of you. They’re so careful with you, matching paces to keep you comfortable. All you have to do is lay here and let them take care of you—let them worship you.

Yunho caresses your legs, fingers digging into your hips, “I feel you clenching, baby. You close?” You know he expects an answer even if you’re currently drooling around Mingi’s cock. You give him a muffled, “Yes.” But that’s not nearly enough for either of them. Mingi grabs you by the hair, pulling out to leave your mouth painfully empty. “Your voice is too pretty not to hear” he says, stroking your lips, “You ready to come for us, baby? Gonna let me see how good you look coming on your boyfriend’s cock?”

“Yes, Mingi. I’m gonna c—oh my—ah…” you whimper only for Mingi to shove himself back inside of you before you can finish speaking. Not that you’re complaining. The men exchange a brief glance, returning their attention to you with something new in mind. They move faster and harsher, struggling as much as you do to keep it together. They could both come right now from the way you pulsate your walls around Yunho or the way your throat muscles flutter around Mingi. But there’s no question that it has to be you first. 

Your eyelids grow heavy, the pressure bursting inside of you, and suddenly gravity doesn’t exist anymore. Mingi holds your hand and Yunho rubs your belly as you squirt down his length. Yunho licks his lips at the mess you've made of his pants, the wet spot growing the more you bounce down onto him. “That’s it, baby. Use my fucking cock, angel.” He lays his hand flat on your clit and slaps it just enough for you to feel the sharpness of the contact.

It makes you clench even tighter—the tightest he’s ever felt you—and he can’t take it anymore. He spills into you, filling you so far beyond your limit that your pussy’s gushing it back out at him before he’s even empty. Mingi plays with your nipples, pinching one and then the other, switching every time you get too used to the feeling.

Your mouth falls open, your overstimulated body beginning to go limp. You keep it open, tongue hanging out to welcome the thick ropes of come Mingi empties into your mouth. It collects in the back of your throat making your moans sound like tiny gurgles. What’s left leaks from the corners of your mouth and Mingi kisses you quickly, swapping the warm, salty liquid back and forth between the two of you until it’s nothing.

You stay entangled with them for an amount of time you can’t really grasp, coming down together. The room slips into silence. The only sound you hear is the symphony of heavy, uneven breaths. You look around at each other, the reality of what you’ve just done setting in. No one regrets it, you’d all be up for it again if one of you had it in you to ask, but it’s hard to know what to say.

You love each other more than anything. What you share is so special that you’ve all done everything to keep from fucking it up. To think that this might be what does. That the next thing to come out of your mouth could destroy it all. It’s terrifying.

Yunho clears his throat, stretching your legs for you so you don’t cramp up. “Can I get you anything? A snack?” You poke your bottom lip out, contemplating your snack options, “Uh, nah. I’m okay.” Noticing your throat sounds a little dry, Mingi grabs a bottle of water from the fridge—the very one you had your hand on earlier—and brings it to you. He twists the cap off and raises it to your lips, “You need to hydrate. I’m not asking.”

“Ooh, when’d you get so bossy?” you ask, taking a sip of water, “I like it.” Mingi takes a sip for himself before passing it to Yunho who chugs down the rest. “Shower?” Yunho says, swishing some water around in his cheeks. To you and Mingi it sounds like “swishwer”. Mingi squints his eyes at him, “Swishwer?” “I think he means ‘shower’” you whisper, trying to channel enough energy to sit yourself up. Yunho nods, swallowing the last few drops. “Yes! That! Shower. I’ll go run the water and you…” He points to Mingi and then to you, “Grab her and be careful. She’s expensive.”

Yunho walks off to the bathroom, leaving the two of you alone in the kitchen. You finally manage to sit up and swing around to face Mingi. He puts his arms around you, kissing the bridge of your nose, “Don’t worry about holding on but just…don’t scream.”

“Don’t scream? Wh—”

Mingi throws you over his shoulder and you do in fact scream. “What are you doing to my girlfriend?” Yunho shouts from the bathroom, flipping the shower on. Mingi carries you down the hall, your feet kicking as you giggle. “She’s fiiiine” he sighs, rolling his eyes, “It’s not like I’m gonna drop her.” Stepping into the bathroom Mingi pretends to trip for the fun of it.

“Put me down you psycho!” you whine, your life flashing before your eyes.

Mingi pouts, nuzzling his cheek up to your side, “I wasn’t really gonna drop you. So mean.” He lowers you down, letting you hold onto his arm while you gain your footing. You go to take your shirt off, it’s barely on, but the room still feels like it’s spinning.

“I got it, baby. Come here.” Yunho pulls you over to him and helps you out of your shirt. In return you help him out of his pants, tossing them off to the side. Yunho hops into the shower and you’re back at Mingi’s side, pushing his shirt up over his head. You never break eye contact once, committing every detail of each other’s naked bodies to memory.

You lead him into the shower and find yourself happily positioned between the two of them beneath the warm running water. Yunho cuddles you from the front and Mingi holds you from behind. The three of you fit together perfectly, like you were always meant to be like this.

Eventually you’ll have to say something. You’ll have to have an honest conversation about where things go from here. But for tonight you’ll stay in this moment together, letting your hearts revel in feelings your lips may never speak of again.

#ateez x reader #ateez x female reader #ateez x chubby reader #ateez smut #yunho smut #yunho x reader #mingi x reader #mingi smut #poly ateez x reader #chubby reader #plus size reader

[lvndrdaaze]

Description: Diluc was sure he was a sinner. A protector, yes, and a man desperately trying to be good, but a sinner nonetheless. Yet, you worshipped at his feet as though it were an honour to do so.

Warnings: gn!reader, oral (m!receiving), religious imagery, shame, praise, deepthroating, swallowing

Wc: 1.2k

"I assure you, this isn't necessary, love…"

The scene had become rapidly and wonderfully sinful, and Diluc wasn't certain as to how it had happened. His chest felt hollow but for the rapidly beating heart that seemed to echo through his entire body.

"I want to, 'Luc…" Your voice came low and earnest, enticing him like nothing he had ever known.

Even through his pressed trousers, your fingertips tracing up his tense thighs sent a dull throb through every muscle in his body. Diluc could hardly look at you, kneeling in front of his desk chair so faithfully, so his eyes wandered restlessly from your face to your hand to the floor to the desk where his work laid abandoned.

Your hand climbed higher, squeezing with careful pressure to bring his attention back to you.

"Please, let me make you feel good. You deserve to feel good."

His breaths came and went raggedly, tearing through him like he had forgotten the skill completely. And he almost believed he had. How could he remember something as asinine as breathing when you were staring up at him from between his parted legs with pleading eyes?

A short nod from him was all it took, and your hands were climbing again, grazing over muscles that burned with want and tracing the shape of him pressed against his pants. Diluc shuddered at the press of your palm against his swollen tip, the sensation feeling blissful even through layers of clothing. How he was going to last when it was his skin you were touching, he wasn't sure, but he was rapidly growing desperate to find out.

You made quick work of his belt, as though you had been preparing for this moment, perfecting the action until it happened so flawlessly he hardly noticed it. You popped open the button of his pants, and he swallowed thickly. With your fingers in his belt loops, you tugged, and he felt himself raising his hips to help you unconsciously.

When your fingers met his hardening shaft, Diluc had to bite back a moan. It was too immodest, he was sure, too obscene to spill such noises freely. But you seemed to believe otherwise.

"Please don't hold yourself back, darling. I want to hear you." You murmured so softly, and it was all he could do not to cum from that alone.

Then, you were stroking him, your digits wrapped around his cock as you pumped sensually. Each movement was slow and attentive as you watched all of his reactions reverently. Every twitch of his brow, every tremble of his fingers, every muffled noise were observed and catalogued in your mind.

You tightened your grip, and Diluc let out a strangled groan, the sound breaking free too quickly for him to mask it. Heat grew in his cheeks while you stoked the fire in his loins, and he wondered absentmindedly if lust and shame would always be connected by that fiery thread that ran through him. Then, you parted your lips and drooled warm saliva onto his throbbing tip, and he couldn't think any longer.

His soft groans felt impossibly loud to his own ears, but your hand on his cock only increased in speed every time he let one slip, as though rewarding his impropriety.

Diluc was sure he was a sinner. A protector, yes, and a man desperately trying to be good, but a sinner nonetheless. Yet, you worshipped at his feet as though it were an honour to do so. Your benevolent eyes were fixed on him, and he had never felt so exposed yet powerful in his entire life. How could something that left him feeling so vulnerable also make him feel like a godly being? How did your sinful strokes on his wet shaft feel like a form of piety?

He was spiralling into madness, he was sure. Desire clouded his mind worse than any alcohol he served to his customers, and his fingers clamped down on the chair arm like they were the bars to a cell, just barely holding him back.

Blazing red eyes stared down as you leaned forward, the tip of your hot tongue tracing obscene circles around his tip, and his fire grew hotter. He squeezed the chair arms so tightly the wood groaned in his grasp, just as the loudest moan yet broke free from his throat. Your responding smirk was infuriatingly enticing.

"That's it, love." You purred encouragingly, wrapping your lips around the very tip to lap at the essence pooling from his slit.

Electricity crackled in his spine as you suckled on his tip, your hands still pumping him wantonly, and Diluc felt his hips twitching, the need to bury himself deeper in these feelings growing within him.

Thankfully, you noticed the movement and took action.

Diluc's jaw clenched as you engulfed him further in the wet heat of your mouth. With your hands and mouth working in harmony, he felt his self-control waning. Spit-slick lips massaged his thick shaft in shallow stroked that somehow managed to be sloppy and carefully calculated at the same time, whilst your fingers slipped down to tighten around the base, holding him steady.

He watched with rapt attention as you worked, the sharp pants pouring from his lips being the only form of approval he could muster with his mind so intoxicated by you.

Swollen pink lips pulled back to wrap around his velvety head once again. Your soft moan vibrated all the way through his body as you flicked your tongue over the tip, tasting his salty ambrosia with eyes closed in blissful contentment.

Out of pure instinct, one of his hands reached for your jaw, sliding tenderly from there to your cheek to cup the flushed skin and draw your gaze up to him again. Through your teary lashes he recognised the heat there, burning just like his. With a long, rumbling groan, his hips jerked upwards at the realisation, eliciting a choking sound from you as his cock slipped deep into your mouth.

Immediately, he moved to apologise, to withdraw from your mouth shamefully, but your hand was on his in an instant, pressing his calloused palm against your cheek. His hands were red, but your skin seemed to clean them of their stains with just one touch.

His gaze burned into yours as you lapped at the vein running up his length, working more and more of him into your mouth until he was met with the tightness of your throat as you swallowed around him.

The sounds that had once been restrained grew in volume and frequency with every bob of your head, until the office was filled with the uninhibited groans and hoarse moans of the dishevelled master of the winery.

Tension bubbled in every inch of his body, blooming outwards in deep tremors, winding through his muscles like vines. His thighs shook and his grip on your cheek grew tighter, before finally falling from grace.

Hot spurts of his desire coated your throat as he convulsed underneath you with a sinner's cry, calling out your name to the ceiling as though the Archons themselves were listening. As his chest heaved, you hollowed your cheeks around him, swallowing his offering diligently.

Diluc was sure he was a sinner, but your graciousness was the secret to his absolution.

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#diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr x reader #diluc x reader smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x reader smut #genshin x reader

[moon1833]

BACKTALK - TSUKISHIMA KEI

“Aw, where'd that pretty mouth go?”

Warning: Smut, Aged up characters (18+), Female reader, semi-rough sex, degradation, hate sex but not really

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Tsukishima didn't know how much he loved back talk until you did it. Sure, he's heard it from his teammates or his friends before, but it was different when it came to you.

He didn't know if it was the soft tilt of your head when you looked up at him, or the cocky smile on your lips, or the sweet, sarcastic tone you'd give him whenever you came up with a retort.

You were so quick with it too, it was like you didn't even have to think before coming up with some witty comment that had him wanting to shut you up in a very particular way.

You knew what you were doing, and so did he. The bickering turned to flirting, quickly. Both of you competing to see who could fluster the other more. That's when Tsukishima started winning.

"Do you ever shut up?" He asked you one night, already on edge from the volume of the celebratory house party his teammate had insisted on throwing.

"I think you'd be way too bored if I did." You replied, a smirk tugging on your lips.

"Please, I can think of ten different things your mouth is better at doing." He watched your expression switch to faint surprise, and a not so hidden look of arousal.

"You're all talk." You say back, but it's lacking the usual wit you usually have.

"Come on, at least try to sound convincing." Tsukishima relishes in your reaction. "It's not as fun when you don't even believe yourself."

You roll your eyes, sudden boldness rolling through you. "You're not going to do shit. You wouldn't know what to do with me if you had the chance."

"Oh yeah?" His smirk grows, but his eyes darken.

You kept your composure until he was pushing you into the bathroom, face barely an inch from yours. "How far do you want to push me?"

"You still haven't done anything yet." Your lips almost graze his as you speak.

There's a second of silence as you finish your sentence before Tsukishima's mouth is on yours. Your hands are on his shoulders, and his are on your waist. The kiss is messy and deep, and you're pressing your body into his subconsciously.

The feeling of your warmth sets an eagerness in him, picking you up by the back of your thighs without warning and sitting you on the edge of the bathroom sink. You make a sound of surprise that turns into a moan when you feel him between your legs.

He's kissing down your neck, fingers slowing caressing your thigh, getting dangerously close. It's a warning, but more than that it's a tease. You know he's not going to do anything unless you ask for it.

"Please." You mumble, trying to move his wrist to your clit.

"Use your words." He coos.

"Just touch me already, Kei." You tried to sound annoyed, but it came out as a plea.

Either way, it worked. Tsukishima dipped his hand under your skirt, feeling the cloth of your underwear. Even the light pressure of the pads of his fingers rubbing circles around your clit had a small moan escape you.

In one motion, he moves your panties to the side and slips his middle finger inside of you, catching you off guard. He's kissing you again, but you think it's partially to keep you quiet as you yelp in surprise.

His fingers are long, you know that. He's not even halfway in and he's already reaching a spot you've never been able to reach by yourself. You can feel how wet you are when he's slowing sliding his finger in and out of your entrance, and in between your heavily breathing you can hear it.

You're tempted to insult him again, but before your can think of anything to say, he speeds up his pace, finger fucking you. He's knuckle deep in you, your pussy sucking him in so tight he doesn't think he'd be able to fuck you.

You didn't think something as juvenile as fingering could feel so good, but when he adds another finger, your orgasm is coming on embarrassingly fast. His other hand's covering your mouth, muffling the sounds you couldn't hold back.

You're gushing around his fingers as you finish, grasping onto the bathroom sink until your knuckles are white. You barely have time to catch your breath before he's pulling you off the counter, turning you around so you're facing the mirror.

Your makeup is smudged and you're red in the face. Behind you, Tsukishima looks all too pleased with himself. "Think you can take it?" He taunts.

"Of course I can." You say, but you're practically gasping.

He slides his hand down up your back, bending you over. You hardly hear him fumbling with his belt before you feel his tip at your entrance, tracing your clit and teasing your hole. He's sliding back and forth, and you're trying to chase your hips to feel something.

"Be patient." He mumbles, kissing the skin under your ear as he starts to stretch you out.

Every time you thought he was fully in, he kept going. By the time you could feel his pelvis against your ass, you were whimpering at the feeling.

"Aw, where'd that pretty mouth go?" He coos, smirking as he moved your hair off your back, wrapping it around his fist.

"Fuck you." You grunt, a high pitched whine escaping you.

Tsukishima snaps his hips against you, and you cry out. You try putting your head down as he starts to slide in and out of you, but he pulls you up by your hair.

"Look at how pretty you look like this." He mocks, and you can barely hear him over how dizzy he's making you feel.

Your tits are spilling out of your top with each thrust, and you give up on containing your sounds. After a particularly loud moan, he stops, pulling out and turning you back around.

"Do you ever shut up?" He taunts, but from here you can see he's fighting to keep his composure.

He spreads your legs, pushing into you again. For the first time, you take a look at his dick, and suddenly you understood why he walked around with the unwavering confidence that he had.

It somehow felt bigger when you were looking at him sliding in and out of you. He covered your mouth with his hand again, speeding up his pace until it had you almost crying.

You came around his dick, wrapping your legs around his torso as you did. His thrusts got sloppier, spilling into the condom as he rode out his own orgasm with breathy moans.

You leaned against him practically collapsing into his chest as he slowed to a stop, closing your eyes for a moment. Tsukishima adjusted your clothes as you caught your breathe, kissing your shoulder.

"Take it back yet?" He whispered.

"You are so annoying."

#tsukishima x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu #smut #jjk smut #fluff #x reader #fem reader

[givemefevrr]

You Call The Shots, Babe (NSFW)

Pairings: sub!Sunghoon x dom!reader

Warnings: choking kink, breathplay, hair pulling, oral sex (reader receiving), degredation, rough sex, squirting, mild praise, vaginal fingering, mean pet names (slut, slutty little boy, good boy, etc.), begging

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As Sunghoon's lips worship your inner thighs, his hands firmly hold onto your hips and draw you closer to him. The sensation of his hot breath on your skin sends delicious shivers down your spine as his tongue teases its way up your thigh, inching toward where you want him most. 

Your fingers tangled in Sunghoon's hair, a silent command he eagerly obeyed with a gasp as you pulled gently. He took this as a sign of your impatience and quickly dipped between your slick folds to gather some of your wetness, squirming to ease the ache in his knees from the unforgiving hardwood floor he kneeled on before you as you sat comfortably on the edge of your bed. 

Each deliberate stroke of his fingers continued to tease you, making you impatient for more stimulation. Though skillful, the tantalizing slowness of his movements only served to heighten your pure want, pushing you to the edge of restraint.

It earns him another impatient tug of his hair, serving as both a warning and an invitation for more as a warning. With a small whimper, he looks up at you from the floor, two fingers sliding effortlessly into your cunt while his thumb traced circles over your sensitive nub–pulling pleasured sighs out of you. 

Unable to resist, you lean back, spreading your legs wider, opening yourself further to his touch. Sunghoon could feel your walls clenching around his fingers as he started to move them in and out of you, his cock aching more and more by the second. 

With each thrust of his fingers, your body responds, your walls clenching around him. And Sunghoon begins to rub his hardening cock through his sweatpants, his motions subtle and hidden–but he groans slightly as he watches you catch a glimpse of his own neediness, despite his attempt to be slick with it.

And with a sly smile, you lean forward and wrap your fingers around his neck, gently squeezing, and the boy moans pitifully. 

He palms himself harder, whimpering as your grip tightens, the pressure on his airways increasing. He loves this so much, and it's evident in the way his pace quickens, his cock straining against the fabric, a dark patch forming where his precum has begun to seep through. 

"P-please," he gasps, his voice strained from the lack of air.

Your grip tightens a fraction more, a wicked grin on your lips as you speak through your teeth, his fingers still working desperately to pleasure you. "Do you like that?"

Sunghoon nods, his eyes glazed over already. His breathless, choked moans start to mix with the sound of his labored breaths, and his hips move involuntarily against his own hand.

"Needy little thing, aren't you?" you tease, and with a swift motion, you kick his hand away from his crotch, making him whimper at the loss of contact. "Can't keep your hands off yourself, huh?"

His labored breath hitches at your words, nodding frantically. "S-S'good–" he gasps, looking up at you desperately. 

And once you had taken his hand away from his cock, his fingers which had faltered their movement moments prior had found their rhythm inside you once more.

"That's it," you praise, your tone laced with mock approval. "Stop focusing on yourself–so fucking ungrateful, huh? Don't appreciate what I let you have?" Your grip tightened further as punishment, even though you knew the boy would like it regardless. 

Sunghoon's eyes widened, and he shook his head in denial, trying to prove his desire to please you by speeding up the pace of his fingers inside you. He works his fingers well, hitting all the right spots, and you start to let out some more pleasurable sighs, enjoying the treatment he's giving you.

But soon enough, it all comes to a halt as Sunghoon's fingers retreat from your throbbing core, leaving you achingly empty. He quickly taps your wrist, signaling his need for a break from the choking, so you reluctantly release your grip, allowing him a moment to catch his breath, his whiny panting filling the room.

"Fuck, you're so weak," you tease, peering down at him with a smirk. "You can't even handle a little choking."

Sunghoon just groans in response, too spacey to come up with a witty retort, his body still tingling from the previous choking, struggling to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

You notice his squirming and the way he tries to readjust his hardness straining against his sticky sweatpants, and it brings you a sick satisfaction seeing his discomfort as you deny him the satisfaction of touching himself. 

"Can't even control that pathetic cock of yours, can you?" you taunt, relishing in his humiliation. 

Sunghoon's cheeks flush with embarrassment, his arousal evident in the way his cock twitches against the fabric, seeking any form of stimulation.

His breath hitches, his eyes dazed as he gazes up at you. "I-I'm sorry," he stammers, his voice barely above a whisper.

 He grabs your hand, looking up at you with wide eyes as he resumes thumbing over your clit, trying to wrap your fingers back around his throat. "Please," He whimpered slightly as you looked down at him with mock pity, trying to tighten your grip again. "I need...I need..."

However, with a firm touch, you pull his hands away from your clit instead–an unamused look on your face. "Oh? Since when do you get to ask me for things?" You gaze darkly down at the boy.

Sunghoon stammers, caught off guard by your denial. "I- I just…" he begins, flustered and unsure how to respond.

"You just what? Forgot?" you snap, your tone tinged with anger. "Who's in control here?"

"You…" he whimpers, looking away shamefully, his cheeks burning with embarrassment at his vulnerability. 

"And what are you?" you demand. Sunghoon mumbled a response, his eyes pleading with you, but his words were barely audible. "What was that?" you demanded again, tugging at his hair to ensure he faced you fully.

"I'm a pathetic little slut," he whined quietly, his face flushing with embarrassment, resting his cheek desperately on your thigh.

"That's right," you purr, loosening your grip on his hair and leaning back. You know he wants the complete opposite of that, but you decide to tease him a little longer, pulling him up to face level. "And what do slutty little boys like you deserve?" You lean down and place a soft kiss on his forehead before trailing your lips down to his neck, nipping and sucking at the pale skin. 

"Ngh—"Sunghoon whimpers, arching his neck to give you more access, seemingly unfazed by your question. 

"Hm? Speak up." You lift his chin gently, looking into his eyes inches away from yours, the intensity of your gaze making it clear that you expect a clear answer.

But he just whimpered again and leaned in to take your lips in a kiss, as if he was barely able to think with his brain over his dick. 

You let him kiss you for a while, tonguing around his mouth as he melts into you. But you don't let him get away with it for too long—he still didn't answer your question!

Sunghoon chases after your lips as you separate yourself from him, to which he lets out a slight, disappointed noise. 

However, your firm tone puts him in line as the slight daze in his eyes clears up quickly. "Answer me." 

"Slutty boys like me only deserve what you're willing to give me," he panted with tiny whiny breaths. "Nothing more." 

"Yeah?" You cock your head to the side, a teasing smirk playing on your lips as your fingers stay tangled in Sunghoon's hair. His cheeks flush, his eyes pleading for your approval.

"Do you think you earned it, Sunghoon?" you ask tauntingly, challenging him to prove himself.

The boy nods again, his eyes pleading for your mercy, hoping you'll grant him what he craves. But instead, you softly push him away and crawl back to lie on the bed, spreading your legs invitingly.

"Then show me you deserve it," you command, your eyes locked on him as you await his next move.

Without hesitation, Sunghoon eagerly obeys, his desperation evident in every movement as he dives between your legs. His lips press gentle kisses around your pussy before licking a thick stripe between your folds. His lips press gentle kisses around your pussy, little kitten nips, before he licks a thick stripe between your folds, eliciting a gasp from you.

You buck your hips up as his tongue swirls around your clit before slipping inside your cunt; the whimpers mixed with the obscene slurping noises he makes as he devours you have you trembling already. 

He eats your cunt like a man starving, like it's the only thing he's ever wanted, his hands holding you firmly in place as he licks and sucks at your clit. His eyes are screwed shut as he pushes his tongue as far into you as possible, his nose brushing against your clit. 

"Fuck, that's so good," you hiss, rocking your hips against his tongue, his eyes fluttering shut as you pull him further into you. "The only thing you're good for is eating cunt, huh?"

He looked up at you with those adorable doe eyes, whimpering a muffled response against you, nodding in agreement. Because Sunghoon is being so, so obedient, you resume your grip on his neck, your fingers digging into his skin, causing him to moan loudly, the vibrations making you grind on his face faster. 

Looking down at the boy, he's completely gone– drunk on your taste, his lips and tongue becoming more voracious as he suckles on your sensitive nub like it's the most precious thing in the world, his actions bordering on primal and desperate.

"That's it, Sunghoon. Make me feel good," you purred, your nails digging into his throat. He was putty in your hands, entirely at your mercy. Sunghoon's hips bucked against the mattress, which made you laugh at him again. So desperate. 

"Please— fuck," Sunghoon begged, his voice breaking with need. "M-more.."

You rewarded him by increasing the pressure on his neck, bringing him closer to the brink of suffocation. "Pathetic–getting off on being strangled. You'd let anyone do whatever they want to you, wouldn't you?" you scoffed, your voice dripping with disdain as you watched his dark eyes roll back in pleasure. "Would you like that? Being passed around like the whore you are?"

He let out a loud whine, his body tensing up and trembling under your touch. Sunghoon froze for a couple of moments, his face still buried in your cunt, but his tongue had stopped its ministrations. Moments later, he unfroze and continued eating you out–albeit at a much slower pace.

When the realization washed over you, a flush of frustration washed over you. "Did you just cum?" You asked sternly, releasing your grip on his throat once again, as he no longer deserves his reward. 

He looked up at you shamefully, pulling away slightly, "M' sorry…I just– I love your–"

But you were too angry to accept his apology. Who is he to finish before you? You are his main focus, not himself. "Shut the fuck up. We're not done yet," you cut him off.

With a firm grip on his hair, you guide him back to where he belongs, his face pressed against your dripping cunt. He obeys without hesitation, and you can't help but grin darkly at his eagerness.

"Good boy," you praise, your hips bucking against his face as you get closer and closer to your release. "Keep going, just like that."

Finally, with a sharp gasp, Sunghoon pushed you over the edge, his head squished by your thighs as your back arches and your juices squirt all over Sunghoon's face. 

He whimpers softly, eagerly lapping up your release, his face buried between your legs as he continues to lick and suck on your sensitive clit. 

As you come down from your orgasm, you release your grip on his hair, allowing him to rest beside you, his face flushed with desire and satisfaction. Sunghoon is such a mess, his eyes half-lidded and filled with unshed tears, his cheeks flushed red, his lips slick and shiny with your fluids–just like a good little slut. 

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I deleted this, rewrote, and then reposted cuz I didn't like the first version -_-

still don't know how I feel about it but I hope you enjoyed 🤍

#enhypen #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen smut #smut #degredation kink #sub sunghoon #park sunghoon #sunghoon smut #enhypen sunghoon #sunghoon enhypen #choking #breathplay #enha #enhypen x reader #sub enhypen #sub!enhypen #sub enha #praise and degredation #dom reader #givemefevrr #givemefevrr blog

[respectthepetty]

This is gonna sound very weird but I hope as we go on with the show you won't stop making posts about how much you love Ming's toxic ass cause they make me laugh and I'll need them when in the future I'll feel the urge to somehow strangle Ming through the screen. No pressure but please help a girl in need if you can!

You're writing to the person who is openly praying that Ming gets worse (amen), so I am not one to call others weird.

Something about those who live in a glass house shouldn't throw stones, you know?

Because, once again, I want Ming to be awful to Joe, and only Joe, which I know is kind of weird of me, but I'm just too happy to care.

A few people have commented that Ming will get worse, and I'm giddy from the mere thought of it, so I'll be here all season being unhealthy about Ming's behavior.

Because in the first episode, he was awful, which I LOVED, and I don't think some people really see just how bad he was simply because he is being played by Up, which was a brilliant move by casting, so I love that the show directly told us he is a nightmare, and we could judge all his actions accordingly.

Regardless of Tong's fake personality, Ming just showed up at the set without any warning and ambushed Tong at his job

Ming only wants to eat alone with Tong, and it's of course because he likes Tong, but he even hung up on his sister mid-conversation after she threw him a little welcome back surprise (sidenote: I think he and his sister might be similar personality-wise because her call while Tong was eating with Ming was convenient)

Ming doesn't tell Joe his name or how he got Joe's number

He called Joe drunk and obviously pissed off, then snapped at the staff for being shocked by his behavior

He doesn't tell Joe he thinks of him, but instead reversed Joe's statement to point out that Joe thinks of him

He doesn't compromise

And none of these have to do with sex and Ming wanting to fuck Joe because he looks like Tong because Ming's toxicity isn't just about sex.

This is about how meek Ming is around Tong

Compared to how aggressive he is with Joe.

Pushing Joe down and standing over him, which in the heat of the moment doesn't seem like much.

But Joe took Ming to his house because Ming told him to. Joe doesn't eat instead opting to watch Ming eat. Joe lets Ming spend the night because Ming asked. Joe gets on the bed because Ming tells him to. Joe goes to Ming when called. Joe bottoms because Ming wants him to. Joe does everything Ming wants.

With Tong, Ming can't control anything, but with Joe . . .

Ming's gonna control everything.

Or at least that's what I'm hoping!

So I'll be here all season, cheering every single time Ming does something truly fucked up because he is going about his issues in the worst way by trying to exert dominance on a stand-in of Tong since he is weak for the real Tong until he ends up regretting it once he loses Joe and tries to replace old Joe with new Jo which restarts the vicious cycle that began this entire shit show in the first place! *deep breath*

God, I'm so happy!

#my stand in #my stand in the series #I'm here for Ming's toxicity #please be worse babe #do it for me #it makes me so happy

[kittysarchive]

i LOVED your yeonjun step-brother smut please make a second step brother yeonjun smut

Im on my knees 😭

since you asked so nicely 😂

warnings- step incest, smut, quicky, pressuring, consent is given, slight exhibition, lmk if i missed any

"W-we can't be doing this" You whisper shout to your step brother who just ignores you. You wanted this.... but not here.

"Why?" He swipes his shirt off, revealing his toned body. Eyes reverting to his chest, heat rises to your cheek.

"Don't worry baby, they wont walk in on us" The situation and vulnerability had already settled on you. Cornered in the kitchen, Yeonjun holding one of your legs and heat rushing to your core, being caught slowly became your least fear.

"Quickly" You command, Yeonjun nods his head. Diving it you, he floods you with a kiss. Heated and desperate, he wanted to get you all hot before he filled you up.

Staying in the corner, Yeonjun's hand disappeared beneath your skirt, pulling down your panties. Leaving on your skirt, he pulled his own pants down.

"Need you so bad" He breaths out, forehead against your as he aligns himself at your entrance. Sliding into you in one motion, you wetness and past use with your cunt allowed no pain to course through you.

"This pussy was made for me" Yeonjun whines out, feeling your pussy continue to clench around his length as he slides in and out.

"Q-Quick" You cry out, hoping no family members walks in...seeing you being fucked against the wall by your step brother. Somehow the thought made you clench harder around his shaft.

"I know I know" He sighs, thrusting faster as he reaches his high. Although he wouldn't mind getting caught, he didn't want to actually live it.

"Nearly there baby" He silences your cry's with his hand, forcing his length in and out. Feeling his head abuse you walls, prod at your cervix, tire out your pussy. Yeonjun was nearly ready.

"Not inside" You warn out as Yeonjun pulls his hands away from your mouth. Nodding his head, he thrusts a few more times before quicky pulling out, his seed squirting onto his hand. Feeling his own warmth coat his palm, he had to quickly find a napkin to wipe it.

*little rushed sorry

#txt hard thoughts #txt scenarios #txt smut #txt yeonjun smut #yeonjun smut #yeonjun x reader #step incest

[nakunakunomi]

speeding for more Nanami goods

Hazel, to the previous one, could I add him with prompts 4, 5 or 1, pretty please? 👀🙏

I see so many jujugoods on the list, I'm already so excited!

This event is what got me back into writing a little. I have A LOT of JJK on my brain right now it's 90% Geto, I have no excuses. So I am more than happy to provide some Jujugoods! First one for the event is Nanami, and this one came out pretty sweet. Hope you enjoy!

☁️ Pillow talk event - Masterlist ☁️ Prompt: “Sorry for the cuddling. I’m usually not that clingy.” Character: Nanami Kento x GN reader (no pronouns or genitals mentioned) ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ Suggestive content | Minors DNI | Fluff ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

You had your arms wrapped around Nanami's broad chest, tracing figures on his arms. You were resting your head, feeling your breathing slow down and even out -you had been completely out of breath mere minutes ago. 

You listened to the sound of his heartbeat, the rhythmic pounding a soothing melody, only helping you further to relax. You let out a content sigh, almost as if to start a conversation, but you weren't quite sure what to say. You wanted to soak in the atmosphere and enjoy the post-sex bliss just a little longer. You had felt a connection to Kento unlike any other before. Usually, after an encounter such as this one, you would be getting up, ready for a shower and the rest of your day. But now, you just wanted to stay, hold him, caress him and cherish him. And this had all led to the apologies that came from your lips: 

“Sorry for the cuddling. I’m usually not that clingy.”

He chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest that you could feel on your cheek, the arm wrapped around you tightening a little bit more. He wasn't super talkative, not in the bedroom, nor outside of it; but he still humored you with a response. 

"Don't apologize. I am happy to be here with you. There is no rush, we have no plans." 

Sweet, yet practical. That was the man you had fallen in love with. And he was right: there was nothing going on, you had the rest of the day for the both of you. You could perfectly cherish the moment, and you would probably do so. You would soon get up, maybe get a shower together, and then get some food. 

But for now, you would enjoy his presence, his scent, his steady heartbeats and his breathing. You would be tracing figures on his arms and chest with your fingertips, muscles sometimes twitching slightly in response to your featherlight touches. You would feel the soft pressure of a kiss being pressed to the crown of your head, a soft wordless gesture of affection, so full of love, and it would make your heart soar. 

You readjusted your pose, snuggling even closer -as far as that was possible- and wrapped one of your legs around him. You relished in the feeling of your bare skin on his, even if the readjusting took some effort -remnants of sweat, and others, had made your skin a little sticky. 

You felt your heartbeat slow down, almost matching his, and you noticed your breathing had completely evened out, your body fully recovered -for now, you were sure you would be sore tomorrow. 

You turned your head slightly, pressing a kiss to his chest, and then closed your eyes, laying down again. This wasn’t a one time thing, this wasn’t a singular encounter. No, this felt like the start of something more than that. You were eager to see where this would go, though for now, you would just relish in the moment.

#nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk imagine #nanami imagine #nanami nsft #nsft #nakunosins #suggestive #minors dni #pillowtalk

[k-atsukibakugou]

ENTERING the humid warmth of the bar, you nearly immediately regret coming out with your friends, their peer pressure and the promise of free drinks seemed like enough then, now, being squished in between everyone else wanting the promotion, you wondered if it really was worth it. done up to the nines, the doorman passed you one of the flyers; happy birthday to us! first drink on the house! glancing at the seemingly endless line, your eyes nearly roll out of your head, after all this you really were going to need a drink and a dance. despite the length of the line, it was moving quickly with half the patrons exchanging their flyers for their drinks instead of fiddling with wallets, purses and phones for money, you were getting closer and closer to the front and you were still undecided, about to just close your eyes and pick one at random, your interrupted by the bartender, their beauty so striking it made your heart jump to your throat, "what can i get you?"

rules & menu below !

happy 2 years on this blog!! a special thank you to @kingkatsuki and @strawbrrystarlight for helping me with this event! and a massive thank you to everyone who's made these years so enjoyable! here's to more with you all <3

rules [CURRENTLY OPEN]:

18+ only — minors and ageless blogs will be ignored (similarly, so will anonymous asks without a sign off for a blog i can confirm the age of)

must be following to play

send your drink of choice & one character to my ask box and i'll write a drabble of what follows the intro depending on what you've chosen! (please see my rules for characters i do/don't write for)

please block the tag "mercurys birthday bash" if you don't wish to see these posts <3

masterlist

finally, the menu!! *for margaritas & daiquiri’s pls feel free to add a flavour if you have a favourite! frozen mango margs have my heart

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DISCLAIMER some of your drinks may not go according to plan!! this is a choose your own adventure-type event where the path you choose may lead you to a less than perfect outcome <3

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#bro i spent far too long on this menu HAHAHHA ITS SO CUTE #graphic design is my pashun #graphics made by me; pngs from @pngmart #mercurys birthday bash #tw: alcohol

[muldermuse]

Bare with me for a moment I'm just thinking... What about Gator who when he comes to your house one night he finds your vibrator that you keep in your bedside drawer and he starts asking you about it. Making jokes and teasing you about it.

"Don't I satisfy you enough, sweetcheeks?" he laughs, turning the pretty pink toy around in his hand. it's small but it's powerful and it definitely gets the job done.

Snatching back from his hand you're quick to reply with a quip of your own.

"You're not always here, Sheriff Tillman. A girls got needs and I can't always rely on you. This little thing is way more reliable than you'll ever be." It's a low-blow, sure, but his teasing was starting to get under your skin.

"Will you show me how you use it? What you do when I'm not around?" his voice is almost pleading as he looks at you with those big Hazel-brown eyes.

"How about I use it on you? Show you what your missing out on, huh?" you smirk, and suddenly that cocky smile on his face drops ever so slightly, but that growing bulge under his cargo pants is undeniable.

Anyways... Just thought I'd share my thoughts...

🧡

OH MY GOD

i love you

before this though, Gator is intimidated by the thought of you using a vibe or any kind of toy when you’re alone. You know how to make yourself feel good and whilst the other guys see the toy as part of the team- Gator fucking hates it.

if he had his way, if you were turned on, he’d want you to call him and let him do it for you. He’s TOXIC, he’s a toxic guy who is fully irked about the sleek pink vibrator in your bedside drawer and the thought of the pretty noises it forces you to make.

but he wants to see you use it, when he’s horny with you his brain is mush. When you suggest to use it on him?? He’s hard but adamant it’s not happening- you drop it with a smirk, knowing what will happen.

and of course, it does. you know him too well.

the next time he comes round he sheepishly asks for you to use it. “where’s your manners, Gator? if you ask real nice, i’ll do it, okay baby?” your voice is tauntingly soft, politely reprimanding him as if you aren’t forcing him to beg.

you wrap the vibe in your underwear so the pressure isn’t too much and press it against his balls. his moan is like nothing you’ve heard from him before, he’s slack jawed as he stares at you on your knees. he stutters out a, “mouth, please” and who are you to deny him when he asks so pretty?

the blowjob is messy, his favourite of course. one hand keeping the vibe against him and the other working up and down wherever your mouth can’t reach. the low thrum of the vibrator, the squelch of your spit on his cock and the sensation of his cock hitting the back of your throat is enough for him. he cums so hard he’s positive he’s going to black out.

the vibe is used more regularly after this ofc.

please send me two sinners asks/thoughts/stuff !!!

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[duusheen]

oc deep dive with hope pollock! 😤 thank you for the tag @theosconfessions and @bloomingkyras <3

What uncommon/common fear do they have? Being alone, I guess. Hope has this romantic and idealized view of love because her parents have been together for so long that she grew up with it and she's like "wow, I want that too", so that's why she stayed with Danny all this time (because let's face it, everyone could see it except her)

Do they have any pet peeves? The lack of commitment. She simply detests people who are not capable of committing to their loved ones. In part, I guess it's because she is too compliant. She gives her all without expecting anything in return and sometimes people take advantage of her

What are 3 items you can find in their bedroom? Lots and lots of cat toys, her clothes on the floor and chairs (that's my messy girl) and probably a cat sleeping on top of the clothes.

What do they notice first in a person? She usually judges people by the way they treat others, especially girls 👀

On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance? Meh, 4. She is the first daughter of a teen couple and the ultimate daddy's girl. Jay and Miracle practically wrapped her in bubble wrap for her entire life. Hope was protected by her parents much more than her sisters, and her tolerance for anything that hurts her is really low

Do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure? I'd say she would fight? but seeing that she found Danny with his lover and ran straight to her parents' house… lol. She's definitely the kind of girl who would disappear without even leaving a note. "I don't like this bye" kinda girl.

Do they come from a big family/are they a family person? It depends on what is considered a "big family". She has three sisters, but her grandpa had 6 children, so you could say almost lol. That said, she is a family girl. If it were up to her, she would build a house on her parents' ranch and live there until she's old and gray.

What animal represents them best? A penguin? 😂🐧

What is a smell that they dislike? The smell of the disinfectant they use at the vet to clean the floors 🤢

Have they broken any bones? Never. I don't think she even scraped her knee as a child 🙄

How would a stranger likely describe them? I guess shy. But if the person in front of her shows up with an animal, Hope immediately becomes all chatty and excited. Nothing like a pet to break the ice (honestly me)

Are they a night owl or a morning bird? morning bird. Her routine starts every day at 6:00 a.m.

What is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love? She likes the deep taste of black coffee, and hates anything bitter.

Do they have any hobbies? Whenever she has a free moment, she likes to sit down and browse the Simflix catalog because her favorite thing is to sit and watch series.

Boom, surprise birthday party! How do they react to surprises? She would smile, pretend she's grateful for a total of five minutes and then hide in the bathroom to mentally prepare herself to be the center of attention until the party ends. After that, she'd probably relax and be okay.

Do they like to wear jewelry? She has her grandma Daphne's silver rings. She never goes anywhere without them; they're her lucky charm :')

Do they have neat or messy handwriting? Her handwriting was pretty neat in school, but now it's just a mess.

What are two emotions they feel the most? Inadequate and tired, as if she's trying to catch up with everyone's expectations.

Do they have a favorite fabric? Leather 😳. Not for anything special, but because it's the fabric where cat hair sticks the least.

What kind of accent do they have? She grew up on a ranch in Chestnut Ridge, so I like to think she has the sexiest country accent 😌

i tag: @aurorangen @theosconfessions (gimme some blake info please i miss him 👀) @ktysh @cupidszone @akitasimblr @awkwardwhims @aliengirl but feel free to ignore 😁💖

#is this too long? lmao #tag game

[saintarmand]

wait I need to hear about the Daniel Lestat parallels

in answering your question i ended up typing a lot about a lot of things... some of which i think is pretty good and some of which is messy nonsense. enticing sneak preview:

daniel and lestat's similarities

the show overall as a story about how substance abuse affects families

how daniel mirrors both louis and lestat as a husband and as a father

facts, conjecture, and lots of theories about different aspects of daniel's backstory:

how antoinette may parallel armand, madeleine, and daniel's daughter

how daniel might mirror claudia???

like lestat, daniel can be pretty arrogant. they both love to lecture. "this is just how it is, listen to me, i would know! i have so much experience and knowledge to share." classic old white man behavior. hell, they're both old bisexual white men even. like lestat, daniel doesn't think of himself as racist but is still throwing microaggressions at both louis and armand.

daniel & lestat, danlou & loustat

lestat and daniel are both judgmental of some of louis's life choices (though usually different ones) and are not shy about saying so. they both make faces at louis eating animals—daniel also just louis eating in general ofc. but WE KNOW he still secretly thinks it's sexy and is also perhaps a bit jealous when louis is drinking from a hot guy, much like lestat. (don't pick the jacked sailor louis!!! great aesthetic but NO.)

so personality-wise, daniel is a combination of both louis and lestat. (he even has some claudia in him with his quest for the truth. i bet claudia would love to be a journalist, digging up dirt on people, exposing corruption! she's already a prolific writer too. but i'm getting sidetracked.)

both loustat and danlou are fond of each other, attracted to each other, but are also constantly bickering, sometimes in all good fun and sometimes not.

we see daniel yelling at louis in the show, and he's always yelling at armand in devil's minion. like lestat, he has a lot of anger in him. i bet he could throw a punch too back in the day. and while i don't think he was abusive to his wives, we know he wasn't a good husband either. especially while he was using.

and this is where we get to the most important parallel between them: lestat's "overindulgence" in killing is analogous to substance abuse. of course drinking too much blood doesn't actually make him act the way he does, but what happens in the show is still very reminiscent of the way alcoholism and drug abuse contributes to relationship problems. the substance itself doesn't lead to abuse, but it exacerbates things.

human blood is drugs actually

in the books, lestat talks about getting drunk a lot when he was human. louis calls himself a drunk too, and in the show their relationship starts by them going out all night almost every night. then they start going out every night to drink human blood. louis feels pressured to drink in order to please lestat, but eventually he wants to cut back. lestat is angry, telling louis it's stupid, there's nothing wrong with drinking, it's pointless, it's gonna be so hard, you won't be able to do it. and of course he feels like it's an attack on his own blood drinking. louis doesn't ask lestat to quit with him, but out of respect for louis's choice, he doesn't drink around louis anymore. lestat starts having parties at the house all the time. louis is totally fine with it, he's there, it's fine, it's fun. at least until it starts to get out of hand. and then lestat's fucking around on him too. eventually louis has a big relapse, things get way out of hand, it costs him his job even, lestat's like lol welcome back! told you this would happen! so louis breaks up with him.

but whooops he comes back carrying a child. you know, in his arms! he really wants to keep the kid. lestat acquiesces. louis doesn't go back to drinking human blood, but he doesn't have to because lestat has a new drinking buddy, a 14-year-old girl! he gave her a taste and she loved it! yay! louis tries to warn her about potential consequences. he's had a lot of them. she was a consequence even, but a good one. but she likes drinking with lestat, and eventually she starts going out on her own. and it gets out of hand.

daniel is sober now, "like louis", but he had a big drug problem back in the day. louis asks him about the "best he ever had." black tar heroin is nothing compared to what lestat gave louis that first time. yeah, it's not just drinking, it's hard drugs that lestat gave his kids.

louis's family doesn't know what the hell he and lestat get up to all night but they know it's nothing good. he stopped coming over for months, even years, but one time he showed up, watched the baby for just a second, dropped him on the floor. he wasn't invited to the kids' birthday party cause they're afraid of him. he showed up late and broke the door. they cut him out entirely. are he and his... partner, the right kind of people to adopt?

one time the cops get called. they raid the house but the evidence is well hidden. mostly. they refrain on calling the child welfare league but they don't like what they see. louis and lestat lecture claudia; louis about the drugs themselves, lestat about not hiding her tracks well enough. and speaking of, are those track marks on her arms? we don't do that kind of thing in this house!

claudia tells louis he's the one who brought her into the house. enabled lestat to give her a taste. she leaves home, staying somewhere new every night. she's still using, on her own and in dangerous situations. eventually she returns home. it's safer with someone watching your back.

lestat and claudia say louis's abstaining comes off judgmental. so he starts using again too. they throw a big big party with great party favors. claudia puts something in lestat's.

in season 2 (and i'm spoiling the whole plot), claudia and louis will travel around looking for people who are into the same stuff. the ones they find are pathetic, living like trash. then they find a group having some real fun, big parties. louis's not into it, but he's into armand, who doesn't mind that he doesn't use as much. claudia will get sick of the parties but get louis to give this woman she meets a little taste like lestat did with her. but armand doesn't want claudia around. armand and louis will keep using together, meet a guy in a bar. give him a taste of the good stuff. eventually louis will want to cut back again, and armand accepts it, even helps him. but louis's not much fun anymore.

just this once, daniel is a step ahead of louis; daniel's second marriage has already fallen apart.

daniel and alice

daniel compares louis to his first wife when he tells her about her dyeing her eyebrow; she thinks she has a flaw and tried to cover it up, but daniel likes her the way she is. lestat treated louis's aversion to killing like a flaw, and louis internalized that, calling himself a botched vampire, but daniel likes that about him. louis is like alice in a way.

some wild conjecture: what if alice was an addict too? what if daniel somehow contributed to her addiction like lestat did with louis? what if alice stopped using like louis, while daniel continued like lestat? or maybe she never used any drugs, but started drinking due to strain on her marriage; a more indirect cause. and what about the kids? what if, like claudia becoming a blood drinker like her parents, daniel's kids ended up inheriting his addiction too? becoming alcoholics as teens or adults? or maybe it affected them even more directly, like one of them accidentally ingested something he left lying around, and almost died like claudia? okay, that got dark... maybe daniel avoided getting his kids directly involved, perhaps by simply not being around much, and that's one of the differences between their stories. narrative foils aren't supposed to be identical after all, just further the same themes. a parent's substance abuse affects the children, one way or another. we don't know the details, but like lestat's fledglings, daniel's kids don't talk to him anymore.

daniel proposed to alice "after he got his shit together" but we don't know when this was. we do know daniel had a daughter by 1978 (7 years before car seats are mandatory) though we don't know how old she was—probably under 6 given he was imagining her in a car seat. we can probably assume alice is the mom, and based on her commenting on this part of his memoir that he never owned a buick, we can probably assume they were together around this time, or at least in contact. we also know he used black tar heroin in 1978.

this is only like semi-canon but on his linkedin page it says he started working as a freelance investigative journalist in 1982. it could be a random date but i imagine he's "got his shit together", working real jobs. so maybe it was around this time that he and alice got married. if we're assuming the devil's minion mind wipe theory is true, it would also be very fitting if the confusion of lost memories was what drew him specifically to investigative journalism as opposed to the portrait pieces he did before that. he doesn't know what the truth is anymore, so he starts looking for it wherever he goes.

and speaking of devil's minion, if daniel was cheating on alice with armand, then he's a lot like lestat indeed. but his secret lover is so secret he himself doesn't even know about him anymore. (or maybe alice did know there was someone, and felt very gaslighted when daniel suddenly started insisting it never happened after basically admitting it before? or maybe daniel's denials just suddenly got so convincing she agreed to marry him?)

two marriages, two children?

in 1985, daniel and alice were talking past each other when she told him she was pregnant. he was like remind me again later

louis and lestat didn't have another kid together, but lestat did make another vampire: antoinette. lestat had a child! while the marriage was going badly, a few years after getting (back) together. just like our boy danny.

after "breaking up" with lestat, louis will also have a "child", madeleine. he's giving claudia a "sister" while he's dating armand.

so here's a two-part prediction: 1. alice dumped daniel before their second child was born. 2. daniel met his second wife before his second child with was born.

so like lestat turning antoinette, daniel got alice pregnant BEFORE getting dumped like lestat (pun intended).

and like louis turning madeleine, daniel's second child was born AFTER he met his (soon-to-be) second spouse.

what if, like armand, the second wife didn't like daniel spending much time with his kids? it's been known to happen. we know absolutely nothing about this second marriage but i think we'll get something in season 2. is there something daniel shares with armand as the types of husbands they make? i bet there will be

daniel's childhood?

we know where daniel is now, and a little bit about how he got here. but the thing we know absolutely nothing about is where he started.

daniel was already struggling with drug abuse by the time he met louis and armand, doing what he "had to" to get high. we know it's not really the only reason he frequented gay bars, but still. he was at a point where he was willing to play the crack whore. so what led to it? addiction doesn't come from drug use alone, and genes aren't enough either. there's always something you're struggling to cope with that leads you to drug abuse. so what was it? his sexuality could be enough, but i bet there's more to it than that.

if we're looking for lestat parallels, rape trauma works. maybe his interest in claudia's assault was personal, his flippancy a defense mechanism? certainly a possibility. but childhood trauma seems like the safest bet, doesn't it? lestat certainly had it. but i don't wanna focus on him now.

i mentioned earlier that daniel and claudia share a passion for the truth and for writing. what if he had some of her childhood too? abusive parents, parents abusing drugs or alcohol, parents fighting a lot, parents cheating on each other. pick as many as you like. maybe he was even a band aid for a shitty marriage. maybe there was a difficult divorce. maybe one of his parents had an awful new partner and said they'd dump them but never did, or got back together every time. picked someone else over him over and over again. he certainly had a lot to say about that! maybe he gets so incensed over being lied to because his parents always lied to him too. maybe his outburst wasn't about louis at all. maybe memory is the monster. maybe his parents cursed him into the darkness. lestat's did, and he cursed his own children in turn. i bet that's what happened to daniel too: they fuck you up, your mom and dad; the poison drips through; we dance on the strings of those who came before us; memory is a monster. maybe daniel became his own father too. his father or his mother or both. it's usually both, right?

this is louis's story first and foremost but parts of it are claudia and lestat and armand's too, and daniel functions as a funhouse mirror for all of them!!!

whew

in adding the chapter headings i ended up moving things around so idk how coherent this is but i fear proofreading would only result in me editing this forever and i would really like to avoid locking even more posts into the drafts vault. 😭 hopefully it coheres? thank you for reading and please let me know your thoughts!

#vampterview #interview with the vampire #iwtv #s #daniel

[aynahcr]

𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 ᡣ𐭩.

Genre: Smut, Kashimo x gn!reader

Content Warning: handjob, blowjob (m! recieving), face fucking, edging, grumpy!Kashimo, cruel!reader (but not in a bad way), first time writing smut! Sorry for bad grammar :(

¡Minors Do Not Interact!

You never thought this would happened. Him, whining and grumbling while your hands are rubbing his length so slowly. A frown you see from his face has told you he doesn't like it. He hates being dominated extremely.

It wasn't easy having the God of Lightning in your hands. You took a plenty time thinking and planning how to get him down without being switched or getting fucked by this mad man. He did you good, can't reject it. But sometimes he did make you feel so stupid like you never had a thought at all. So, here's a karma. Having him being tied down like an X on a shared bed with no clothes. Such a cruel you letting the cold air touches his bare skin.

"God, baby..." He lets out a whisper with his eyes keeping on you and your hands, begging you to go faster and stop this painful pleasure. You can't see his face, but you know what he wants you to do just from hearing his voice.

"You must use your words, baby. Whining isn't gonna help." You say the words he usually uses when he teased you. The man then growls hopelessly as you chuckle. Your fingertips tap his tip before your lips were lowered down to give a gentle kiss on it. This makes him flinched slightly. My, he looks so adorable. His face already went red and he sweats all over his naked body like he's oiled up.

"Love... Why did you do this t'me... What did I do t'you?" He asks with a pant, hoping you to answer but he hears nothing. He even tried to move himself just to be failed at it. He doesn't know if he could take this pressure for a little longer.

"It's not funny, love! Tell me why you did this!" Nah, clearly that he couldn't. He begins to shout an order to you. It sounds scary at first before changing to be shaken. His precum's leaking on his tip while your hands still do their pleasure torture job with no stopping.

"Babe!" He calls you, following with your name after. But you remain calmed, not letting his demands win this fight. A sight of this version of you makes him confused. So, so confused. He's never seen this you before and he quite doesn't like it.

Or maybe he does, but just doesn't admit it yet.

As you don't seem to go faster even though how many times he's ordered you. This man finally gives up, lowers his ego down a bit as he begins to please.

"Babe, go faster please. It's closer now, please go faster..." He pleas, it's certainly a plea that he lets out from his lips. You heard it so clear, even your eyes go widened. You've never believed you'd hear this man's plea, but it's happening now.

"I beg you, my love... I'm 'bout to cum, 'bout to cum..." His head goes back to the pillow while his chest raises up and down. You think he meant it, he's really about to cum. You then look up at the ceiling, thinking if you should follow his begging or not. In your heart, you don't like seeing him dissatisfied. It causes a hole in your chest somehow. But the other thought inside your mind is opposite, make him whine and beg for more, it said.

You reply as a hum first, "Hm... alright. but can you wait a lil' longer, lightning? Just two minutes." The corner of your lips were raised up with your eyes shut. A soft smile was sent to him, but he receives it as a cruel grin. This isn't like he's thought. No way.

"Nah nah I can't. Babe, please." He shakes his head two times lazily. "I'll do you good after, so please hear my beg."

"You can't even wait and why should I hear you?" You reply before releasing his cock from your palms as your eyes keep straightening on him. Then you sigh out. "So disappointed. Thought you'll be a good boy for me."

"I'm not a boy!" He immediately protests you with his head leaving the pillow. He's frowning at you, wondered why you stopped, also he doesn't look pleased when you used that word to call him. What an egoistic man he is.

"Then you aren't a man either." You say. "Real man can wait, don't you agree with that? If you can't, you're not a real man."

Hajime Kashimo, your beloved boyfriend is now stopped begging. His brain begins to process about your sentences and his self-esteem starts to get on its work. From your observation, this man believes in a way of the real man they called, like 'Real man shouldn't cry.' or maybe like 'Real man should take a lead.' for an example. So, this trick of yours might be work.

You try to guess a hint on his pouty face. He stills silent as he's fighting with himself inside his head. Just like the first paragraph said. This man hates being dominated, but he also hates to wait as well. But again. If he couldn't wait, he's not a real man like you've said.

When you realise that the room of yours covers with silence for too long, you decide to be the one who breaks this strangely awkward situation.

"I know you can wait, my lightning. Just two minutes and I promise I'll give you a reward." You coo as your hand gently wraps around his length, causing him letting out a short mewling and it blessed your ears so nicely. Your man nods lamely without any dissent, but it isn't enough. You want to hear a word.

"Baby."

"Yeah, I'll wait. I'll wait..." He replies your short call. The corner of your lips then hoist up seeing him in good behaviour. You begin your rhythms with a slow movement of your hand around his long dick. His lower lip slowly separates from his upper lip as a soft moans come out. You barely heard his moans from your experience with him, so your eyes quickly peak up to look at his expression. Oh, lord. His pretty eyes have no focus on you but on the ceiling, wishing you to go faster soon.

"God, Hajime. You're so fucking desperate and I love it." You breathe while you hand's starting to go faster as he wished for. "My lightning just wanna reach the climax so bad."

You could see his body reflecting your hand's movement by jerking. Both of his face and his bare chest are all covered with red like a garnet's colour. He can't shut his mouth now loosing all his moans and whimper out shamelessly.

"Aw, poor Hajime barely get touched and already began to cum." You mock him, but your mock somehow turns him on even more and you knew it. Because it used to happen to you as well when he did the same.

With a need to make him go feral, his cock was suddenly taken inside your warm mouth before you begin accelerating. The brief action of yours did take him to the haven's gate. The man growls as he bucks his hips up and down, fucking your face senseless even though he's underneath you.

"Fuck, baby, fuck, fuck, fuck—!" He curses with pleasure.

"Gonna cum, gonna cum...!" He desperately whimpers out while he's wishing if his hands weren't tied so he could grip your head stills and fuck your face better.

You widen your eyes, feeling unbelievable with his hip's skills. You did tie his hands and legs down but it looks like it has no effect on him at all.

With a final thrust, he explodes his cum all inside your mouth along with his erotic moans and shaking body. This move of him almost had you choke but gladly that you didn't.

You pull him out from your mouth before wiping all messed stuff from your lower face. Then your eyes take a look at your man. He's such a pathetic in the sight, noticing from the way his cyan orbs went back to the skull and his lower lip hanging down. So cute, so adorable.

"That's my man." You praise him as your tongue swirls on his tip, offering to clean him up.

"Baby," Hajime lets out a shaken breath while staring at you like a puppy staring at its owner, waiting for a treat.

"Yes, sweetheart." You say, before you place your quick kiss on his lips. The man's disappointed a bit as he thought you would give him a long deep kiss.

"I've promised you to give you a reward."

Finished your sentence, you begin to think about which rewards you should give him. First option is giving him freedoms, second is riding him dried.

Well, whatever you choose. I think he'll enjoy your choice anyway.

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¡English is not my first language!

Art by: @_JulyWj on Twitter!

#hajime kashimo #kashimo hajime #kashimo #kashimo x reader #kashimo smut #x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #🅰🆈🅽🅰🅷🅲🆁 ᘛ⁠⁐̤⁠ᕐ⁠ᐷ

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

got three asks asking for laughingstock in a row, im putting the doodles i have On A Shelf <3

#the spite in me has Activated. so yall can Wait! #we get there when we get there and not a second before #i will say that i dont enjoy being Pressured or Pushed #im a person <3 not a content machine <3 #and anyway im in a motivation slump rn! let me rest! #absolutely unprompted #its come to my attention that i need to be a little firmer with boundaries and such #so. im drawing a line in the sand of this Beach! (blog). (bog) #(do bogs have sand?) #im drawing a line in the Moss! #if i havent posted or drawn a certain thing in a while <3 #Please don't come into my inbox like 'where's this / why havent you posted / draw more' etc etc <3 #like mmmm thats one way to make me actively want to Not! #i draw what i want when i like. art is my hobby #& i have a very active spite drive! Unfortunately! #so Yes. the laughingstock machine is broken rn. i took a hammer to it #ill fix it when i feel like it #like ofc if youre genuinely like. concerned or whatever cause its been quiet. I Don't Mind! #but when its put in a way where its like. yk clearly Pushing for a certain thing i draw or whatever #its like yeah ok. Hush. #us artists are People please keep that in mind #if you miss a certain thing make your own or continue to enjoy what's already there! Slow Down!

[the-tired-commander]

Building a Pride Flag.....2!

Hello again! After how well last years went, I wanted to come back and make another flag! This year i'll be using the Progressive Flag (thank you to everyone who voted in my poll to decide!)

If I get too many characters for this layout to work, I will be altering it so the side stripes are on the top and bottom instead!

So! Here is where you come in! I'm hoping to make this flag out of all of your excellent characters!

Simply reblog whichever colour post you think they fit best with and add on a picture for me! It's as simple as that! You're absolutely welcome to send me many characters, in fact I would love it if you did! Last year I collected 170 characters, and i'd love to get even more this year. If you submitted characters last year and would like me to use them again, let me know! I can easily access the screens from last year!

I'll be running this until the end of June! I will make multiple posts when the cutoff point is getting near!

I look forward to seeing all your characters!

RED ORANGE YELLOW GREEN DARK BLUE PURPLE BLACK BROWN LIGHT BLUE PINK WHITE

Please make sure you use this years posts!

Below the cut for a little more information about what i'm looking for!

When sending screens, please make sure I can see your characters properly!

Too far away means I can't really show off your character!

(this is a glitch screen but it gets the point across) If i added Opehlia onto the flag like this, she'd either be very small or I might have to stretch her.

Close up shots can work, but that's mostly up to you! If you wanna just show off your characters face, that's perfectly fine!

Absolutely take screens using emotes and skills! They're a lot of fun to work with and can really show off your characters!

Damai using a skill vs Alvida from the character select screen, I would use either screen happily but the motion shot shows off Damai a little better!

I will do my absolute best to get your back pieces and weapons in!

If your computer can handle it, higher graphics is nice to work with. Again, this is all about showing off your characters and higher graphics help with that.

PLEASE DO NOT FEEL LIKE YOU CAN'T TAKE PART IF YOUR COMPUTER CAN'T HANDLE HIGHER GRAPHICS! I WILL STILL INCLUDE YOUR CHARACTERS!

A background that contrasts your character will make my job a lot easier when I am cutting them out to put them on the flag.

This makes for a very easy edit! I will still happily work with any screens I am given!

If you want to edit your screens or send screens you have previously edited, you are welcome to! Especially if you want to add features that you can't have in game.

If there's anything else you'd like to know, please please reach out to me. I want to make this fun for everyone to take part in!

I will tag people that take part in the final result, if you do not want to be tagged, please tell me!

Happy Pride month in advance to all you lovely people!

Here's last years so you can have an idea of what you'd be taking part in!

#gw2prideflag #guild wars 2 #gw2 #please do feel free to reach out to me if you have any questions #i want everyone to feel like they can take part #you don't have to of course! #theres absolutely no pressure #but i would love for people to feel like they can be involved <3 #i'm excited to be doing this #behold my excessive use of exclamation points cause im happy about it sjdfhk #but yeah! two months for people to send screens! #this gives people extra time and gives me a bit more time to work on each screen too #i would also really appreciate people reblogging this post so i get a better reach! <3 #if anyone wants to use art then please talk to me about it!!

[arintheman]

Moose Commissions

I hate to make a post like this, but here we are.

This is one of my cats, Moose. He recently has had to go to the vet a couple times because of a limp and the pads of his paws looking somewhat unusual (swollen and cracked) and bleeding. Vets say that the exact cause of the issue is unknown (either pillow foot or an autoimmune issue). He has gotten some vaccines and an injected steroid/antibiotic on top of blood draws. His blood results were ok, thankfully he didn't have feline HIV - which can be common with cases of pillow foot, but he is anemic (and has a few other problems). He is now taking pill steroids and a vitamin food additive (but with him being a picky weirdo it's difficult). We also try to rub coconut oil into his feet when he lets us to help with the dryness.

Good news is that the injections helped and he is doing better, but it cost a lot altogether. So I'm going to open up commissions for a bit to help balance out the cost.

Info:

$15 full body

$8 bust

Full color - background optional

Paypal invoice in USD

Will not do: mech, chibi

Ask: nsfw

Examples:

Message me for any questions you might have regarding either additional info (or suggestions) or about Moose. I'm also very happy to accept any kind of advice to help him, especially with how to give him pills.

Also feel free to donate here

Any little bit helps, even just a reblog.

PLEASE do not feel pressured to commission/donate if you are unable to. You are valid and wonderful :)

Goal: $0/250

#he is my baby boy #i don't want this to be a sob story #so its ok if you ignore this #not a cat scam I promise - I have his blood work and pictures of his paws #I do suggest you commission some of my friends too if you are able #please don't feel pressured to donate #I was originally going to have the goal closer to the total cost of his visits but I'm doing half that because that still helps #art #my art #art by arin #art commissions #vet bills #black cat #both my boyfriend and I have jobs but the cost was still a big hit #my cat #delete later hopefully

[sjonni33]

this is like. super embarrassing but yeah :/ i ripped my only pair of jeans today, which really sucks :( disability support has until nov 8 to decide over my case and until then i have 0 income except from the tiny bits i scrap by. uhm if anyone could like, spare a euro maybe? i'd be very grateful. i also have things listed in my shop, some are only 1 cent (or whatever you want to pay for it), i also have some stickers here, here and here. some prints here and here . shipping is as low as it can be <3 and i also offer discount codes (use RATASSES for 5% off!!) you can also commission me!!

i'd appreciate any help, even just in the form of sharing this post or reblogging/sharing my art!!

GOAL HAS BEEN REACHED!!!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!

#i *thankfully* have all groceries done for this week and don't have to worry about rent #but yeah :( clothing or any other items i need i just cant afford. i can just about cover my health insurance but even for that i have to #dip into my savings. i have my disability support case on september 7th. an entire month from now and THEN they have until nov 8 to reply #i also think they can even get an extension of 48 days after that? so they'd have until somewhere in january to reply and it's #im literally stuck. i cant get any other type of support because my boyfriend earns too much but we can barely scrape by in the month on hi #income and that's without my health insurance food and 0 savings #fuck this country istg. i want to move SO BADLY. because this country does nothing for me. NOTHING. #i have to wait an entire extra year to see if i can go to uni 😩 and im so stressed. first gray hair and im 21 <3 haha #anywy #im really sorry for having to do this :( i hate it sm #signal boost #sjonnies post #also if youve tipped me before please DONT tip me again!!!!!!! i dont want anyone to feel pressured or obligated please #only spare me some money if you are 100% sure you can miss it!!!!! not even 100% but 10000% sure!!!!!!!